point, my pussy was so dripping wet. I could feel the juices flow down my legs. I am sure the scent of this caused whatever was doing this to grow hungrier. I didn’t know what this thing wanted, but at this point it didn’t matter to me. I didn’t want it to stop.
His lips and tongue began to rub and slither around my inner thigh. His mouth was watering and his saliva was running down my legs, mixing with the juices already flowing out of me. My pussy was dripping nonstop.
The man’s tongue started to explore the outside of my vagina. It was examining every inch and gently feeling every fold. It teased me as if it were going to go inside, but it never did.
His warm and wet tongue started to rub itself against my clit. At this point, my clit was already throbbing. The rough surface of his tongue engulfed my clit and started to stroke it hard. It began to rub it so vigorously it sent my body into convulsions. I gripped the side of the hammock as tight as I could. I felt a rush come over me I couldn't explain.
“Oh Shit!” I screamed as I had the most intense orgasm of my life. I could feel the months of sexual frustration flow out of me uncontrollably, like a raging river.
The man stood up and walked up to my face. His cock was staring me right in the eyes and he placed in against my lips. He rubbed his cock against my bottom lip. I don’t know what possessed me to do what I did next. Maybe it was the hangover effect of the greatest orgasm I had every experienced, but I opened up my lips and let it inside my mouth.
Once the hard sweaty cock was in my mouth, I began to suck on it. I engorged as much of it as I could in my mouth. It began to explore every inch of my mouth and throat. The harder I sucked it, the more I could feel it throb.
I started to massage it with my tongue and it began throbbing out of control. It began to grow larger and larger. It was almost too large for my mouth.
I heard a moan so loud it appeared to shake the entire forest. The cock exploded inside of my mouth. It began spewing out this warm and gooey substance. It had a salty yet sweet taste. It was like a warm sticky nectar was running down the back of my throat.
All of a sudden, I felt what seemed like lips brush up against my earlobe. I heard a deep and mysterious voice whisper to me.
“If you want more, be here at the same time tomorrow night.”
“I can show you and make you feel things not of this earth.”
That was all I remembered. At that point, I drifted off into a deep sleep.
I awoke to the sound of my friend Denise calling for me the next morning.
“Lilly. Wake up,” she said “You must have slept out there all night.”
I wasn’t sure if it was all a dream or if it were real. How could it be real? I thought to myself. There are no such thing as bears that shift into men. I figured the dream was my subconscious playing tricks on me. It had been so long since I had sex. I am sure this was my mind’s way of expressing its sexual frustration.
I looked down at myself, and I was lying there naked. My bathing suit was laying on the ground. I picked them up and got dressed.
I then noticed my hands. My fingers had red lines all over them. This must have been the marks from me gripping the hammock webbing so tight.
How could this be? None of this made any sense. I never believed in monsters and fairy tales.
Before I could think anymore about it, my friends Denise and Emily walked up to me.
“Did you sleep out here all night?” Emily said.
“I think I must have fallen asleep. It was so relaxing.” I said
“Come on!” said Denise. “We only have a few more days in the mountains. Let’s go explore.”
I quickly got up from the hammock and starting walking towards the cabin with my friends. I took one more glance back at the hammock. I couldn’t help but wonder about what really happened that night. What was actually out