Louisa Neil by Bete Noire

the man said, seemingly unfazed by his appearance or his naked body.
    She stood on shaking legs, taking in his full appearance. This time she didn’t run, she just watched him, looking him up and down. She couldn’t decide how tall he was, just much taller than she. His shoulders were wide and his arms muscled, his fists resting at his waist. His chest was covered in a thin layer of black hair. No it was fur she decided. His belly slimmed at his waist and widened at his hips. His thighs were large, but his cock grabbed her attention. It stood erect, protruding from his crotch. It was the largest cock she’d ever seen, even larger than her biggest dildo. The black fur traced down his belly and circled the staff like a halo. Diana stood and stared, licking her lips at the idea of it penetrating her.
    She glanced to his face, but tonight she wasn’t so afraid of him. While his features were more humanlike, his long black hair and eyes seemed to drill through her. He had strange ears. No, she decided, more like horns that grew from his skull. Still, she wasn’t afraid, rather intrigued. She wasn’t sure why she didn’t fear him and knew she should, but an innate sense told her she was safe.
    “Come forward, Diana. I won’t hurt you.”
    His voice was deep yet soothing. She stumbled with her first steps entering the chamber. Finally finding her footing, she took a few more steps forward, still staring at him.
    “Who are you?” she managed, watching him intently.
    “My name doesn’t matter, only that you’re here and I’ve been waiting for you.”
    “How do you know me?”
    “That doesn’t matter. I knew you’d come to me eventually.”
    “Why?”
    “Destiny,” he replied.
    “What do you want with me?”
    “Your body, of course. All of you. Your mind and your soul, your body to use at my whim.”
    Diana glanced down at his cock and watched it throb fuller.
    “It intrigues you, doesn’t it? You want to suck it, to feel it inside you?”
    “Yes,” she told him and hesitantly reached forward. Just before she made contact, it bobbed up and down. “You’re too big for me.”
    “Nothing is impossible,” the creature told her. He took a step forward, his cock gliding into her waiting hand. Diana felt the heat and didn’t stop the forward-and-back motion. As she continued, he swelled in her palm, her fingers not meeting around his girth. She didn’t need further instruction. Diana dropped to her knees to stare at his cock. While she did, her other hand came out and started to rub his belly and thighs. Eventually she forgot to be afraid and let the tip of her tongue reach to his penis and licked it. Then she took the head between her lips. Diana began to suck him but couldn’t get past the large head. Sitting back on her heels, she looked up at him.
    “You’re too big,” she told him.
    “You just need to practice,” he replied, reaching down and grasping her under her arms then pulling her to stand before him. He dropped one hand to her pussy and ran his large finger between her pussy lips. “But your pussy is wet.”
    “You’re too big,” Diana said a second time. His laugh shocked her, the tone low and deep, not intimidating.
    “But you want to try, don’t you?”
    “Even your fingers are large, larger than any cock I’ve ever had.”
    “Then we’ll start with my fingers and stretch you until you’re ready.”
    Diana didn’t expect him to slip his finger deeper between her lower lips so abruptly. He was right. She was wet, and her pussy was stretching to accept his index finger. Soon she was full, fuller than she’d ever felt before. Her orgasm hit, harder than anything she’d ever felt. Her body shuddered around his finger, and he grabbed her around her shoulders, holding her to him. When she thought he would withdraw, he began to ease it in and out of her pussy again. This time she was ready, widening her stance to accept his strokes. Diana closed her eyes and forgot to be afraid,