Wild Thing

[Eroticus]

Prologue: He smelled her scent from almost a half mile away. It wasn’t just the scent of a young woman; it was the scent of a virgin. His thick and powerful thighs quickly moved him silently through the forest until he gazed upon her lovely form picking flowers in the field. He could feel heat like a furnace building inside him as his lust grew and grew.

These urges were becoming more and more powerful with each passing month. The scent of woman drove him crazy. His lust demanded to be satisfied. But unlike with the others, he had to struggle to control himself, for this one was a virgin, and only a virgin could set him free. Three virgins actually, each one willingly giving him their virtue. Force was out of the question. But how was a beast like him going to convince such a lovely young and innocent lass to lay back, spread her legs and let him push his massive sex organ into her virgin chamber? Surely she would run off in fear at the first sight of him.

Lance wasn’t always this way. He used to be a handsome knight and a ladies man. Unfortunately, in the heat of battle he lopped off the head of the husband of a witch. Using her most powerful magic, she tricked him into drinking a brew that turned him into a large wild beast that lives in the forest well beyond the castle and village.

Although his head was that of a beast, the rest resembled a human except for the proportions. His legs were thick and rippling with muscles, just like his arms. Both his hands and feet were oversized. Claws grew from his fingertips and toes when he needed them. His eyes were black and his voice was deep. His head was large and his face was terrifying to look upon with its leather-like skin, big jaws and sharp teeth. His tongue was long and thick. Two sharp horns grew from his crown which was covered in thick scraggly reddish hair. His body was covered in dark thick curls that looked like pubic hair, except for his stomach and chest which were covered with brown skin stretched across his rippling muscles.

His penis was unusually long and thick, with veins bulging from the sides and a huge mushroom shaped head at the tip. The sac of his balls was big, round and tight, swelling out from the base thickly covered with hair. The cheeks of his ass were also out of proportion and contained powerful muscles to support his ability to move in quick bursts


OOC: This one is for Maid of Marvels and me. Enjoy reading. Comments are appreciated. I, of course, am Lance, the beast. We’ll find out who she is when she posts.

IC: I was dying. My monstrous cock was fully engorged and begging for relief. Blood was beginning to boil in my veins. It would be so easy to pounce upon her and take her just like the young married lass from yesterday whose scent was too strong to ignore. No, I had to find a way with this one. I hid behind a large tree and bellowed out in a deep voice to warn her. Maybe if she just got to know me better…

“Excuse me Miss, but you really shouldn’t be out here in the woods all alone. It is very dangerous. You must have heard the reports of attacks in these woods, particularly on young women.”

As I finished my feeble speech I detected the faint smell of her sex and wondered what she must have been thinking about to have caused this reaction in her body. I was nearing my breaking point and struggled to remain calm.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kaleigh

The sound of an unfamiliar voice startled me from my reveries of Peter, the village blacksmith's new apprentice. Father had warned me not to go down into the valley after what had happened to Mary Foster the night before -- and to many others of late. There was a beast on the hunt, it was said.

The wild, crazy look frozen on poor Mary's dead face attested to the fact it was nothing ordinary that she had gazed on last. The blood that oozed from her slashed wrists and pooled around her body made it even more ghastly. For the beast had not killed her, she had taken her own life rather than face the horrendous reality of what had befallen her.

Using that and the fact that certain wildflowers and herbs we needed to make the scented oils the city ladies liked so well were finally blooming as leverage, Mother had finally badgered him into letting me go. I could almost hear the clinking of the coppers as she weighed them against my assurance that no harm would come to me.

Standing upright, I clutched the small knife I used to cut the plants with behind my back as I looked around. "Who goes there? Who is it? Come out so I can see you!" I called bravely.

The knife would hardly defend me against someone twice my size, then again, who would think a porcupine a match for a larger animal -- and yet they were. "Come out! Show yourself," I repeated, hoping that I didn't sound half as afraid as I knew I was.

 

[Eroticus]

The Beast

I knew I could not show myself for she would surely run and I would surely chase her and then… well, the same that had happened to the others. The animal lust eating away at my brain made it difficult to think clearly. How to get her to approach me, to gain her trust and to have her willingly give me her most sacred possession didn’t seem even remotely possible.

“P… Please… I can’t. I have been terribly disfigured and I would only frighten you. But you… you are so beautiful. I know that to have the privilege to be in the presence of such beauty is an honor, and that a humble man like me should not ask for more but…”

I tried to soften my voice and sound frightened, which was easy to do because my voice trembled as I struggled to contain my boiling passion. Her scent became stronger as her fear peaked, although she tried hard not to show it. My balls were throbbing with need. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold back.

“But if you come closer and cover your eyes with your scarf I will prove to you that I am only a lonely man in need of a friend. Please, don’t be afraid, for if I were the terrible beast that roamed these woods surely you would already be a victim. Besides, while I am ghastly to look upon, I am quite large and powerful and could protect you.”

I had to close my eyes and grit my teeth, for a small gust of wind blew her scent directly in my direction and filled my nostrils with the powerful odor emanating from between her legs. My claws grew to full length and I had to grab the tree until my burning need subsided enough for me to continue.

“Please… please give a poor man one memory of being in the presence of such extreme beauty. Just come to the base of the tree and cover your eyes. I can tell you are a kind woman. Trust me… please…”

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kaleigh

The plaintive tone in the stranger's voice tugged at my heartstrings, but even more so, my curiosity was piqued -- not to mention my vanity. Leaving my small basket untended, I kept the hand the knife hidden in the folds of my dress as I moved closer.

Perhaps this man was a leper? Even if he was not, I couldn't imagine anyone being that horribly disfigured that they would fear having someone look at them. I shuddered to think what a lonesome life that would be.

I had seen a leper pass through our village long ago. The children and many of the grownups had jeered, throwing rocks and sticks, though the man had meant no harm. At least I thought it was a man -- it was hard to tell beneath the bundle of rags it -- he -- wore as covering. Reverend James had finally chased the boys off and given a coin and a package that probably held at least a loaf of bread and some cheese.

That memory is what finally decided me. Fighting the urge to peer into the copse where he hid, I sat down, careful to hide my knife beneath a leg where I could still reach it if need be. Pulling the sash from my waist, I did as he had asked, tying it loosely over my eyes.

"There," I said quietly. "You can come out now if you wish. By the way... My name is Kaleigh. Kaleigh McDougal. You may call me Kal if you wish. Most do."

 

[Eroticus]

The Beast

As she approached her scent became stronger and stronger. Blood pulsed through my veins. A fire was burning inside that could only be quenched through satisfying my lustful urges. If I could only hold on just a little longer maybe, just maybe…

“Thank you for your kindness, Kal. I am going to come closer now. I just want to look. Please, do not uncover your eyes.”

I stepped forward and gazed lustfully at the beautiful young maiden standing before me. He skin was fresh, her hair soft and her eyes enchanting but curious. While her body was covered with a loose frock, the pleasant swelling of her breasts was quite evident. The naked flesh of my manhood rose like a battering ram from between my legs. Thick veins bulged out from the sides as it throbbed with need.

It would be so easy to satisfy my burning desire. I was so close. In one swift movement I could rip the frock from her body and force my hard meat between her legs until it ripped through her maidenhead and penetrated deep into her belly. I would quickly pump her full of thick cream churning in my balls. And then I would quench my hunger for red meat because my body would be so drained of energy, and she would become another victim just like the others.

“I… I know I have no right to ask this of you but… please don’t take this wrong… but I have never gazed upon the nakedness of a woman and I know I shall never have the opportunity again. I know it is a lot to ask but it will do you no harm and you will have shown compassion to a suffering man beyond anything you might comprehend. Please, Kal, if you would disrobe for me I will be forever grateful, and you will also be rewarded handsomely, for I am not a man without means.”

I prayed that I had not pushed too hard, for if she said no I was afraid that I could no longer contain my lust and would have her anyway. I took the small bag of gold from the string around my neck and threw it at her feet. I stepped silently closer and waited.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kaleigh

I heard the clink of coins as the bag fell near my feet. More coins than I would probably see in my entire life, I thought as I groped for it and weighed it in my hand. Quite a price for what little the man was asking. Even so, I had never disrobed in front of a man before.

I felt a tingle between my legs as I considered what he was asking. He sounded so... sad. Would it do any harm? He was not of the village -- his accent was different than those who lived there. Who would know? It would do my reputation no damage. Who would know? No one. I would merely be doing a kindness. Wouldn't I? The weight of the gold weighed heavy against my conscience, but it was slowly tipping the scales.

"I... " I began, turning my head toward the stranger even though I was still blindfolded. "You won't... " The words hung between us like a cumbersome obstacle, but I was sure he knew what I meant. I was a virgin. Surely he had noticed the absence of a ring on my hand.

"No. I won't. P-please?" He choked in response.

The man's voice sounded so pitiful, I started to reach out to touch, suddenly remembering that I had promised not to. It was such a small thing -- how could I not? Decision made, I nodded my head and rose to my feet careful to cover my small knife with grass I had pulled from the ground.

In a way it was easier to do with my eyes covered. It wasn't unlike undressing alone in the dark, I thought as I reached down and slowly lifted my leine up and over my head.

The cool air against the warmth of my body, raised gooseflesh over the satin smoothness of my skin as I stood self-consciously before the man. I could feel my nipples tighten and that tingling that had begun between my legs when I'd thought of Peter seemed to grow even stronger. Wondering if he could tell, I squeezed my thighs tightly together to still the sensation.

 

[Eroticus]

Beast

I was barely able to contain my lust as I gazed at the sensual goddess standing before me. Her tits were full and hung like melons from her chest with swollen brown caps and hard nipples pointing slightly upwards. Her flat stomach tapered down into the V between her legs. The faint outline of the gash that led to her womanly treasures was visible though the soft dark curls that sparsely covered her swollen mound.

For reasons that I did not understand, disrobing had excited her sexually. The scent of the secretions oozing from between her legs was maddening. Her excitement had my blood boiling and the stirring in my loins near breaking point. The only thing that held me back was the knowledge that her excitement may lead to more if I could just control my urges a little longer.

“You… you are… magnificent. I have never been in the presence of such beauty.”

I slowly circled her body like an animal sizing up its prey. Her long hair hung halfway down her naked back. Her skin was smooth and fresh like the morning dew. The curve of her back gracefully sloped down before rising to her perfectly round and smooth spheres growing up from her thighs, and separated by a crevice that dipped down between her legs.

I moved back around to her front standing only inches from her naked body with my powerful cock positioned only inches from her delicate hand. I lifted my disfigured hand and extended a clawed finger toward her hard nipple. In a quick movement I flicked it across the sensitive tip and watched her jump, but not move away. I pretended nothing had happened, but could quickly smell the intended results emanating from between her legs.

“Although my looks are frightening, I am still a man and cannot help but have the same reaction any man would have being in your presence. It is good that your eyes are covered for it would not be proper for a lady to see this part of a man, particularly when it has been aroused like mine.”

 

[Blackbich]

Very good so far. You both are excellent writers. Keep up the good work...I'm hooked!!!

 

[Maid of Marvels]

My breathing had quickened as the tingling between my legs grew steadily stronger, and when I felt... what exactly did I feel brush against my breast? And then when he said...

My mind was swirling. Could he have meant what it seemed he said? I'd never seen a naked man. Boys, yes, but only when I was young and we all swam together in the river. I had, however, seen old Fitz' stallions and his bull in the rutting season. Sweet heavens! Could a man be...

I almost gasped aloud, beginning to tremble with something other than nervousness as I clenched my thighs together even more tightly than before. Something about doing that increased the sensation that was coursing throughout my body. I wanted... What did I want? I needed... God help me!

His voice continued to entice me, like the low drone of a buzzing swarm of bees, but underneath it all there was that interminable sadness that had captured me from the start. I wondered when he had last been held or caressed. When the last time someone had just hugged him for who he was and didn't cower away in fear of the sight of him.

I wondered, too, what he looked like that could be so monstrous. People could be so cruel. I just couldn't imagine not feeling da's arms around me as he told me stories... or even mother's when she was feeling so inclined. Animal offspring died from neglect by their dams -- how long could a human last without some sort of love or physical touch?

Forgetting his warning not to look or touch, I reached out my hand brushing against something hard and warm -- his arm perhaps. But only for a moment as I felt him retreat. "I'm... sorry. I just wanted... "

A soft, heart-wrenching cry came from the stranger who had backed away but I couldn't go groping about for him like when we played a game of Blind Man's Bluff. Instead, I sighed and whispered. "I meant no harm. I merely thought you would like... I'm not afraid of you. Please? Let me touch you?"

 

[Eroticus]

The Beast

Her hand brushed across my throbbing cock sending a jolt of excruciating pleasure through my body and causing me to let out a guttural cry that pierced the air. I backed away trying to control my lustful instincts. I could feel my claws grow and wanted nothing more than to dig them into her flesh as I speared her dripping cunt with my beastly tool. I knew from the scent of her secretions that she was ready for me.

“I… I shouldn’t let you touch me, my lady, for I do not trust myself to control the lust that I am feeling and that is showing quite visibly. But… but perhaps it would be okay if you keep the blindfold over your eyes. Cup your hands and I will moved against them, but be aware that what you feel may seem like a deformity.”

I moved my monstrous cock, already leaking from the tip, against her hands. She wrapped them around the girth and explored its length with her fingers and hands. I was having difficulty controlling my breathing.

“Oh, my lady, that feels so good. It has been so long since I felt the gentle touch of a woman.”

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kaleigh

I marvelled at the feel of his manhood, my small hands barely able to circle its girth. Were all men this large? At least I thought he was large, having nothing to compare it with.

My fingers and hands became my eyes as I stroked and caressed his member, my only thought to give some modicum of pleasure to this man who was so incredibly sad. It was hot to the touch, warmer than say, a hand or leg or other body part, and it throbbed as I continued my exploration. I could feel the pulse of what must be a vein as thick as my smallest finger running down the underside and the man moaned softly as one fingertip traced its path along its length.

Afraid that I had hurt him, I pulled my hands away abruptly. "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I... "

"You have not, dear one" he whispered, his voice filled with heavyheartedness. "Hold your hands out again, if you will? It has been so very long. So very, very long."

Relieved that I had done no damage, I did as he requested, holding my hands out yet again as he filled them followed by a gutteral groan. How alike the two sounds are, I thought... pain and pleasure. But without sight, how would one know for certain which was which? I counted my blessings as I resumed the caress.

There were ridges and whorls all along the shaft, a sharp contrast to the silken smoothness of the head. Smoothing my thumbs over this, I felt a wetness at its very tip. Tilting my head as I wondered what it could be, the man answered my unspoken question with a hoarse, almost harsh tone. "It is my desire," he said. "A response to the pleasure you are giving me."

My curiosity piqued, I longed to see what I held. "Please," I whispered breathlessly. "May I look?"

 

[Eroticus]

The Beast

"No... not yet. I... I am not sure you are ready to see me in all my deformity. You will run away and the pleasure you are giving me will be a memory."

I let out a grunt from the pleasure surging through my cock. My balls were churning fiercly and desperately needed to unload. I didn't know how much longer I could play this game before I had to have her. I quickly thought of something that could ease my tension and prolongue our session together if I could get her to go along with it.

"You may not look, my lady, but you may... taste. Perhaps this will give you a better perspective than touch alone."

Her silence and hesitation at my suggestion initiaaly made me think I had pushed too far. But her body betrayed her. The smell of her secretions intensified telling me the thought of putting her mouth on my cock excited her. She just needed a little encouragement. I put my hands on her head, careful not to let the claws dig into her scalp, and slowly moved her face towards my throbbing monster.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kaleigh

Taste, he had said. Did men and women do such things? I had no knowledge of this, but my heart told me that it was right as he steadied my head, drawing my face closer to what had become the object of my curiosity -- and perhaps more.

I felt the wetness of what he had said was his pleasure against my lips as his erection pressed against them. Taste. Nervously excited, I replaced my hands around his shaft and did just that. Cautiously extending my tongue, I lapped timidly at the secretions. The salty sweetness came as a lovely surprise making me wonder...

"May I... "

The low moan that came from him sounded a mixture of deep sadness, pain and pleasure but this time I didn't hesitate. He had touched my heart, aroused feelings in my body that were more intense than any I had experienced before. He made me... want.

Parting my lips, I guided him into my mouth, marvelling once more at the immense size of his member. His harsh breathing had slowed, almost as if he was holding his breath. Blind to his facial expressions as a sign of approval, I took him further and further until I felt myself choke. Embarrassed, but not willing to stop, I eased back slightly until it passed.

If I had been intrigued by what I had sensed beneath my fingertips when I touched him before, I was even more intrigued now as I felt the man's shaft swell and ripple against my tongue as I used it to caress and explore.

He had begun to move against me, a rhythmic rocking of his hips that showed me what to do with my mouth, my own body mimicking his movements as I felt the unbidden urge between my legs unfold and blossom. Unable to still the almost painful aching there, I found myself moaning as my mouth moved sinuously up and down his length, wondering if I could... if he would...

"Taste me... " I finally gasped, amazed at my boldness and the intensity of my own need.

 

[Eroticus]

Beast

Although Kaleigh was not experienced, her eagerness to explore and learn this new taste and texture more than compensated. Her tongue swirled around my swollen head, stopping briefly to probe the little slit in the top that was oozing precum. Slowly her lips glided down my shaft until she could take no more. She explored every ridge and vein on my swollen meat, sending waves of pleasure through every nerve ending in my body.

I grabbed her head and began fucking her face. The need to release was boiling in my belly. The powerful smell of pussy seeping from between her legs filled my nostrils until my head was throbbing. Just before my entire body exploded I felt the cool air against my cock. Somehow I had slipped from her mouth.

"Taste me... "

At first the words didn’t register. My first instinct was to dig my claws into her flesh, throw her to the ground and finish quickly like I did to the others. A stronger instinct held me back. The smell of virgin pussy reminded me of freedom. Yes, I would taste her with my thick and lengthy tongue. Once she felt that pleasure perhaps she would want more…

With my throbbing cock wavering in front of her face and drooling with need, I slowly eased the pressure of my hands on her head.

“Yes, my lady, but first you must remove your garments. I will lie on the ground so you can straddle my head. But I must warn you, Kaleigh, that one of my deformities is… is the length of my tongue.”

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kaleigh

Unsure of his exact meaning, I rose unsteadily to my feet, my entire body trembling with the same need I felt in him. My other senses heightened by my lack of vision, I felt a gentle breeze caress my body as the man moved. Straining to hear where he had gone, I found myself holding my breath.

"Here, Kaleigh," his voice came from below and to the right. "Spread your legs and I will move between them."

My knees wobbled as I took one sideways step and soon felt him insinuate himself beneath me. "Lower yourself now."

I did as he bade me, albeit slowly, afraid that I would lose my balance. I shivered when I felt the heat of his breath. Closer. Closer. "Just a little more, dear one."

Suddenly I was there, crying out as the heat of my sex met his waiting mouth. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before -- not even at the inept fumbling of my own fingers as I lay in my bed alone at night. It was...

My back arched as I felt him part me, suckling at the stiff nubbin within my inner folds, his tongue lapping at my wetness. His tongue... swirling, dancing, searching. Fine, subtle, circling strokes that gradually became savagely, voraciously intense. I cried out wantonly as it pressed repeatedly toward my entrance only to dart away once again; denying over and over the aching void that I innately knew could only be filled one way.

I writhed against him, mewling... pleading... as I hovered at the edge of release. "Take me. Please. Take me."

 

[Eroticus]

Beast

Her hot sex settled against my face. I slowly licked her juicy peach, lapping at her swollen clit with my thick and lengthy tongue. Her moans and gasps let me know that this was pleasure unlike any she had ever felt. Juices poured from her cunt and matted the hair on my face.

My tongue shot up the cleft of her ass and flicked across the opening to her dark passage. The tip of my tongue pressed hard against her tight sphincter until I could feel it begin to open. I moved my tongue back to her juicy plum and wedged it into her steamy opening. With one hard shove, I pushed my long and thick beastly tongue deep into her cunt. Her body stiffened from the sudden penetration.

I fucked her with my tongue, moving it in and out of her hot pussy. Juices poured into my mouth and splattered over the hair covering my face. I reached around her thighs and flicked a claw across her swollen clit. Her screams and shrieks pierced the air. She ground her ass hard against my face trying to draw my tongue deeper and deeper into her body.

My oversized cock was straining for release. I needed to fuck her badly. She was as ready as she was going to get. I pulled my tongue from her gushing cunt and pushed her forward until she was straddling my cock. I guided her hand around my throbbing shaft.

“Hurry, my lady, and put this where my tongue has been. I think you will find it even more satisfying than the pleasure that has already been surging through your body.”