Banged In The Bayou: Monsterotica Book 1 (2 page)

Apparently, it didn’t understand English, because it continued to reach for me. When it touched my leg, I began to scream eve
n louder. One line of thought shot through my mind before I fell back into darkness. I’d found Nessiana and I’d soon be dead just like everyone else who had ever found him.

Chapter Four

“Yes!” Someone was lapping at the folds of my pussy. A hot, moist tongue darted in and out, suckling and probing.  I was paralyzed in ecstasy as wave after wave of orgasms hit me. I could feel my juices pour out of me as he eagerly drank them.

“Hell
yeah!” I squeezed my nipples as he probed, tasting my inner core and he brought me to the edge once again. I knew I must be dreaming. I was a single woman, after all. But this was by far, the best dream I’d ever had.

Suddenly, the dream changed, I felt slimy twine wrap around my throat! My eyes
popped open to find what I believed to be Nessiana, seemed to be staring at me from across the room. He had eyes!! I began to sit up, but could not stop my body from betraying me and I could feel a puddle of cum slip out of me and onto the makeshift bed.  Amazed at what stood before me, I drew my legs together and realized I’d been set free of the binds that had held me before.

As Nessiana
moved its head from side to side, our eyes met again. Looking back at me, were the most gorgeous green eyes I’d ever seen. Sad, but glorious and striking. In that moment I experienced a myriad of emotions. How could something, someone with such beautiful eyes be a monster? Would a true, disgusting, serial killing monster look at another living thing like Nessiana had looked at me? I’d seen a lot of crazy things in my life, but never would I believe that an actual monster truly existed and even crazier was the fact that he seemed to show compassion!

I f
elt sorry for this creature. Any fears I’d been harboring instantly vanished. I had to have lost my mind, right? Or I was still dreaming. None of this could be real and I could not possibly be feeling anything except fear. Crazy. I know. Believe me, I know.

“I don’t know what you ar
e, but you can’t keep me here. People will be searching for me. I don’t belong here…with you. Just let me go and I promise I’ll never tell a living soul where you are. Really. Please, sir, madam, whatever you are. I just need to get back to my car.”

Why was I trying to reason with a monster?
I didn’t even know if he understood English. I could be wasting my time, using precious oxygen that Nessiana could squeeze out of me at any given moment!

Nessiana
slithered away from me, holding its head, mumbling guttural sounds. Had what I said made it angry? Maybe the sound of my voice had irritated it? After all, my father on more than one occasion told me that my voice could get on anyone’s nerves once I got going on a rant. Why did I even care? This was a monster for shit’s sake! I sat there feeling like some kind of nut job. Was this really happening? And then, I did something I never in a million years thought I’d ever be doing.

“Hello? I’m
sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. But you have to understand. This is creepy! My car broke down and I just need someone to help me. I really have to go.” Tears streaming down my face, I apologized, begged and prayed that he’d let me go.

Nessiana
folded into itself further. Now, it was shielded by the darkest corner of the cavern. What was I going to do now? What if I’d angered it further? What if it became enraged and attacked me as I sat there helpless and half-naked?

My large breasts heaved with trepidation and fear. I had to
find a way out of here before The Thing came after me! I frantically searched the dimly lit ground with my hands, feeling for anything I could use as a weapon. My fingers nimbly found a large rock with sharp edges and I grabbed it, hiding it behind my back.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Creature, but I have to get out of here.”

The Thing suddenly raised its head, sniffing, I assume. When it stood up to its full height, I once again began to tremble. The creature then came over to me and one seaweed-like hand wrapped lightly around my right wrist.

It groaned and shook what would be its head
as human-like eyes gave me a once over as if it were trying to convey some sort of message. I was truly perplexed by the emotions the monster had shown thus far and it was quite unnerving. Strangely, I became aroused by the compassion shown by it and the slimy algae-covered appendage that held me still. The Thing slowly released my wrist and covered my wounded leg with the same algae coated appendage and I felt instant warmth course through my body.

This monstrosity disgusted and aroused me at the same time. Part of me was so ashamed at how my body responded and part of me longed for it to slither up inside of me. Was I being hypnotized? Was I being mind-controlled into having sex with this beast of the bayou? I couldn’t explain it but I
suddenly wanted this creature. And I wanted it badly. After two years of not having sex, I couldn’t believe this was what I wanted!

Nessiana
picked me up, holding me against the cool, and wetness of its skin. Though it should have felt cold and slimy, its flesh was in fact, slightly fuzzy, warm and soft. It smelled of a freshly plowed field and I found everything about it comforting. There was a distinct mound of flesh where a human male’s cock would be and my pussy throbbed with delight as I felt the creature’s body stiffen. My ass barely grazed the top of this newly found feature, but I could feel it growing as Nessiana carried me away from my former resting place.

At this point, I surmised, The Thing was indeed male and apparently exuded pheromones in high doses. Whether plant, animal or both, I had no idea, but I knew I wanted it inside of me. He laid me upon a dry bed
of leaves and his eyes searched mine as if for permission. Its hand reached up and stroked my cheek and I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

The creature leaned down, an inch from my face and I searched for a sign of what he was about to do. I could hear him sniff, but I saw no nose. I heard him groan and moan but it reverberated from his chest not from his mouth. T
he greenery covering his chest raised and fell with his rapid breathing and his cock seemed to grow larger before my very eyes. My middle-of-nowhere-stuck-in-a-cave-with-a-monster-vacation had just redeemed itself.

Chapter Five

At what I perceived as his
prodding, I peeled off my clothing and rolled over onto all fours. His smooth vines seemed to wrap around my middle effortlessly as he held me still. My pussy was now slick and throbbing, begging for him to pound into me. I felt the head its cock slide across my slickness, much like a man would do as his vines wrapped around my neck. He was touching me everywhere at once.

“Please.” The pressure he applied to my throat, the pulling of my hair and the bind
s he had me in were intoxicating. “Please.” I begged.

Suddenly, I felt him pull away from me. The vines released their hold and
I tried with all of my might to slam back against him so he would fill me. But he held me and confusion washed over me as my body pulsed with need.

“What? Why?”

I knew he couldn’t understand what I was saying, so I ground my hips against him, trying to rub up against his cock and I exploded into orgasm. I grabbed at the dry leaves covering the hard ground, my nails bending back to the quick and exquisite pain rocketed through me.

I turned to look at him and Nessiana was backing out of the room.

“Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop! Don’t leave me here!”

He was gone. Disappeared before I could roll over and I was alone. I cried and cried f
or what felt like hours until completely exhausted, depleted of every ounce of energy and too scared to run, I fell asleep on the bed of dry leaves.

When I awoke again, Nessiana was there, looming over me again.

“I’m so sorry about earlier. I thought you wanted me.”

He silenced me with a webbed finger and motioned with his other hand for me to scoot over. When he sat down beside me, he opened his mouth to speak, but it came out in a primal rush of sounds instead of words.

“Arrrggggggh uhhhhhh.” He growled over and over again.

I couldn’t understand a word of what he said but his open mouth revealed sharp, pointy teeth that could retract and pop out much like a Venus Fly Trap and I shuddered as I imagined him scraping his teeth along the length of my body.

Even more vines with tiny hairs appeared and began stroking my nipples.
Nessiana adjusted his middle covering to reveal another cock! He had two dicks! Desire flooded my body as I imagined and needed every inch of both of those cocks. In one swift move, he flipped me over, and repositioned himself before slamming into me with both shafts. If he’d had three of them, I’d have been plugged from every angle. My anus and pussy began to throb simultaneously as he pumped in and out, in and out. Suddenly, I felt his sharp teeth nibbling at my neck, making their way down my body as he pounded into my holes. He stretched his neck at an incredible angle and clamped onto a nipple with his teeth and began sucking. I could smell blood and I didn’t care, I wanted more!

I writhed and humped in rhythm with him until he pulled out of me
once again. I cried out “Put them back in! I need more! Fuck me, Swamp Thing, Fuck Me!”

Still restrained by
his vines, I became animal-like, frantic to have his cocks back inside of me. He held me, turning me to face him as I whimpered and begged for more. An amused sort of satisfaction flittered across his now glowing eyes. I could see his long, hard shafts were still engorged and I was salivating. The green color of them, their flesh-like texture made me weak with need. Just as I was about to scream out again, he plowed into me.

We fucked and fucked for what seemed like hours. The game of cat and mouse, give and take left me cumming over and over again. The ground was soaked in our juices. He pulled out and squirted all over my breasts and I rubbed it in before sucking my fingers, lapping up the s
weet, earthy taste as he pumped into me again.

At some point, I finally blacked out from the pleasure. When I awakened, I was back
in my rental car and the windows were down. Still fully dressed in the same outfit I’d been wearing. Gone were the dirt and sweat stains save for the few that seemed to be appearing as I sat there in the hot car. My strappy sandals lay on the passenger seat beside me and I was free of injuries and bug bites. My hair was in place and I’d never been so unnerved in my life. For a moment, I wondered if it were all an incredibly hot dream brought on by exhaustion and dehydration.

“What the hell happened?” I reached for the key and turned it in the ignition. The rental started and purred like a kitten.

I sat there stupefied for a moment. Unsure what had transpired, I picked up my cell phone and saw I had several bars. The date on the home screen showed a day and a half had passed since the car had broken down and I’d set off on my hike to find help. At a loss for words, I put my car into gear and began heading away from that swamp.

As I turned onto a main road, I caught a glimpse of something large in the dense trees before it vanished. I checked the rearview mirror and saw him raise one seaweed covered arm to wave as I drove away. I slammed on the brakes and put the car in park. Throwing the car door open, I hopped out to prove my eyes weren’t deceiving me. But he was gone.

For the remainder of my trip, I wondered why I was even bothering to go to The Gulf. No amount of fancy drinks and hot life guards would ever compare to getting banged in the bayou. I did know one thing though. I had one hell of a story to tell.

But who would believe me?

THE END?

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Welcome to the River Jewel Resort—where fantasy becomes reality!

When Hunter Golde’s father died, he left her in charge of his trucking company. Having such big shoes to fill has put Hunter at a disadvantage and she’s had to be tough.

Someone has robbed her of every dime and turned the stockholders against her and she must bring the thief to justice before she ends up with a mutiny on her hands.

With her life in shambles, an unsupportive boyfriend, and no one to comfort her, Hunter leaves town but her plans to hide out at her family’s cabin are put on hold and she finds herself at the uncanny River Jewel Resort.

Hunter experiences one of the worst days in her life and finds herself alone and desperate but realizes what she must do.

Can the River Jewel Resort teach her that it’s never too late for wishes and dreams to come true? Or will Hunter Golde remain true to the fortune life has already given her?

Sneak Peek:

“Are you alright, ma’am?”

Hunter opened her eyes and found herself staring into the deep blue eyes of a mountain man. “Get back!”

She jumped to her feet, grabbing the closest object on her way up and brandishing it, ready to beat the stranger into a bloody mess. She’d be damned if her photo would be on the front page of the local paper as the latest victim of some deranged weirdo.