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The Creature from the Dark River | sindermann | 24

 

Sandy made her way down the hallway and noticed that her sister's door was only slightly open. "Hmm. Must be worried about someone seeing her change." she thought. Sandy heard some movement in the room. She leaned against the door and tapped gently. "Mellie, you about finished?" she asked.

Melody was pressed against the back wall of the room, both of his hands on one of her massive breasts; kneeding it like thick dough and watching her smooth flesh press between his fingers. Her arms were tied with the bikini top at the elbow behind her back, forcing her massive chest forward. Her large nipples, now painfully stiff, were already wet with his saliva where he had sucked them. The native gave her a quizzical look, and looked down. Melody bit her lip, and followed his gaze. She saw his massive cock curved sideways almost to his hip beneath the military fatigues he wore. Her gorgeous eyes flared as he ground it forward between her legs, which he had wrapped around his waist and tied with his belt at the ankles. "If you don't want to taste your sister's asshole, I suggest you get rid of her." the man whispered in her ear. Melody's eyes flared in rage, but she sighed.

"Umm, give me a minute will you? This is a bit small, so I need to trim up." she said. Sandy shrugged outside the door. She knew her bikini bottom required a full shave.

"'Kay sis. I'm heading back up then." Sandy said, heading for the stairs. As soon as he heard Sandy walking above them, the native unzipped his fly, letting his thick, long cock pop out. Melody watched as he let her weight be taken by the wall and supported by her legs wrapped and tied around him. He took the massive thing by its root, and positioned his cockhead just inside her smooth, wet pussy lips. Melody held her breath in anticipation as her eyes locked on it.

But he didn't move. She looked up, confused. He was grinning from ear to ear, trying to keep from chuckling. "No, no white woman. I play your game. You feel helpless yet? You ready for it so you don't feel guilty? Its always the same with you. Now, you want this.." he said, pressing his cockhead barely an inch into her tight, hot hole. "...you ask for it. Nicely." Melody tried to calm her breathing as she looked back down to her quivering sex. Her hips were subtly moving as his hands returned to her ample chest while his mouth loudly sucked her nipples, one by one.

"Oh for God's sake, fuck me!" she whispered harshly at him, feeling dirty and liking it at her own sluttishness. He grinned up at her, and slid his massive cock into her moist, wet cunt. Melody bit her lip and squirmed as he pressed in, inch after inch after inch, until she was full. Her mouth fell open as his big thick cock slipped in and out of her lovely trim body over and over and over. He reached behind her and lifted and drove, lifted and drove. She held his waist with her legs, clamping her thighs onto his muscled flesh as the wet slap of sex filled the small bedroom. He lifted her up, and carried her to the bed.

Melody did everything she could to keep from moaning as he held both of her long, sooth legs together on one side of her body, tightening her already spasming pussy even more around his hard pumping cock. Her tits bounced so hard he had to hold them as he stabbed wildly into her tense, paralyzed body. Her eyes shot open wide as the wave of orgasm crashed over her, curling her toes and hitting her with enough force that her teeth ached. She cried out and was lost in her exstasy.

"Mom?" Corinna said, standing in the doorway. The native turned his head and grinned as he pulled out of Melody and walked toward her. Corinna was stunned motionless by the massive size and strength of the man as he pulled her into the room.

"And how long have you been watching?" the native said. Melody's eyes opened to see her daughter staring nervously, questioningly, at her tied ankles and wrists, and then to his massive glistening cock. The native grinned again, leading her to her mother's side...

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Sandy made her way back to the deck. Billy was busy with a chart that he was going over with the two new natives they picked up at port. Her husband was talking with the Captain, and Axle was actually steering. The engine hummed as they plunged back down the river, back toward the temple. She shuddered, knowing that the Creature was there. She caught Billy staring at her, and turned to go back inside.

Suddenly, Axle turned the wheel sharply. "What the hell..." her husband yelled as the boat pitched suddenly. Sandy went tumbling into Billy and the other men, nearly knocking them overboard as the ship leaned dangerously, its motor screetching. Sandy felt a hand squeeze her left breast, but didn't have to look as the ship came to a sudden halt.

As soon as it began, it was over. They were an hour down river, against the current. They might as well have been a week away from port. Sandy looked down to see that the boat had hit a submerged tree, and a large gash was just over the water line. She didn't think a tree could make that precise of a tear... She whipped around to see her husband toss his hat to the floor, and curse.

The Captain, on the other hand, was smiling at her.

 

what happens next?


          the coming night

 
 
 

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