6 comments/ 18429 views/ 1 favorites A Taste By: CaitRivers The red automobile in front of the apartment had on its trunk a bumper sticker, among others, which read, "Want a taste of religion: Lick a witch." "Don't mind if I do," Aidan thought as he stepped up to the apartment's wooden door. It was three short knocks on the door. "Excuse me, miss," He said with an enticing smile to the brunette who came to the door. "Do you happen to own the red car that is parked out front, there?" "Yes. Why?" Her smile was friendly, but terse. "Well, this is quite forward I know, but I saw the bumper sticker, and thought 'Don't mind if I do.' Seeing you here has confirmed it for me." He looked her over, but didn't leer. Her form was rather enticing. Her straight, shoulder-length hair framed her face nicely. Her bright blue eyes stood out well beneath her dark hair and against her pale flesh. She was wearing a black top, with a low v-neck that showed just the right amount of cleavage and fit snugly around her ample breasts, and some rather short denim shorts, out from which her long, pale legs struck boldly. "That is very forward." Her voice was smooth and mellow, and she stood a mere three inches shorter than him. "Yes. But I am quite skilled with my tongue." She blushed. It began to rain as he stood at her door. "Well, come in then." Forward though it was, he kissed her deeply, as he pulled her out of her apartment and into the rain, closing the door behind them. He moved his hands to embrace the small of her back and softly traced his fingers on the skin he made to show beneath the shirt. She didn't fight. As she felt his fingers on her skin, she lifted her arms above her head. A clear suggestion that he should remove the shirt. He didn't make her wait. As he removed her shirt, he spun her round and began to kiss the small of her back. Softly, gently, slowly. He traced his tongue up her spine, inevitably reaching her nape. He began to kiss her neck more fervently then and moved his hands to remove her shorts. She kicked them off furiously as they fell about her ankles. She ran the fingers of her left hand through his wet hair as he kissed her, and with her right she unclasped her damp bra, slipping it off one arm and then the other. The rain fell harder around them. He slid his hands around and up her belly, touching lightly as he went, and grasped her breasts firmly, playing at her nipples gently with his thumbs. "My intent was to lick you," he whispered in her ear, nibbling at it. His hands left her breasts and made their way firmly down her belly and into her panties. He slid his fingers around to her hips, and began to push her panties down, following them with his tongue. When he had them nearly off, and wrapped nicely around her ankles, he stood and bent her toward the closed door. Her firm, round ass bent well out away from the door; rain dripped down it to her exposed womanhood. He positioned his tongue just above her clitoris and began to lick. He traced her lips gently, and then began to suck on her clit. He could taste her religion well enough. It tasted slightly like rain. Her legs began to quiver as the muscles tightened. Her ecstasy was pronounced with a distant crack of thunder. He lapped up every bit of stray juice like a diligent cat. Then he removed his wet pants and pressed his member firmly against her warmth. She did not protest as she felt him slide into her. He began to rock her hips back and forth, and she felt him slide deeper and deeper into her with each passive thrust. She moaned audibly as he began to nibble at her neck. He covered her mouth fearing the neighbors may hear over the rain. She forced herself onto him, pushing her warmth to the base of his cock. She wanted to feel all of him deep inside her. He began to thrust harder. It was all she could do not to scream in pleasure. Harder. Faster. Harder. Faster. She could feel him brush against her cervix. She could feel his right hand grasping her left breast as his arm wrapped round her. She wanted more. Then she felt it. Soft at first. Merely a whisper against her inner walls. He brought her well-shaped ass to rest firmly against his pelvis as his shaft grew inside her and began to pulse. Aidan pushed her gently off of him when he was finished, brought his pants back around his waist, and left her naked in the rain. A Taste You said "Give me a taste..." Ok, I want you to clear your mind and relax... Imagine you just had a nice meal, in a dark cafe and you are now enjoying coffee with me. The conversation turns to dessert, I whisper 'I have something in mind'. You are wearing a black dress with a skirt that rides above your knees, you feel my foot gently press on your legs and you uncross them under the booth. A mischievous smile on your face. Its dark and the tablecloth is long. I whisper 'Try not to scream' as I slide under the table. I gently push your legs farther apart and take in your wonderful aroma as I get ready. At first you feel fingers, caressing and massaging your inner thighs, there is an almost electric spark as I run my fingers over your smooth skin, you shudder in anticipation as my probing fingers find the thin panties that are the only things that stand between me and your most sensitive area. Gently I run my hands up your thighs, feeling the softness of your skin as I push your skirt up enough to get a grip on your panties. I start pulling them down your legs, paving the way for them with soft kisses to your skin. There is another spark as the fabric slides over each warm, wet spot where I kissed you. Soon enough I have your panties to your knees and I lean back, massaging your hips as you finish kicking them off over your shoes. There is nothing for a moment as I relish the sight of your womanhood while you tingle in anticipation. Then you feel the brush of my lips as I kiss your ankles, trailing kisses up both of your legs and gently spreading them wider. When I get to your inner thighs you shudder as you feel a slight nip as I gently bite down on the sensitive flesh there. You are sitting on the edge of the booth now, your legs spread wide, as I gently lean closer. You can feel my warm breath on your soaking womanhood and I pause for a moment, savoring the sense of you. You feel my deft fingers gently massage your smooth pelvis, teasing you slightly more open, as I begin to slowly lick up and down your wet lips. I love the taste of you as I drink down your juices, finally I succeed in freeing your clitoris, and you feel a cool breeze blow across your most sensitive organ as I gently blow on it. I press my nose against your nub and begin to eat you in earnest, thrusting my large tongue into your lips and lapping up the juices. I alternate with small, darting licks to your clit as I continue probing your quivering pussy with my tongue. Before long your hips are gyrating against my face of their own accord, grinding yourself into my eager mouth, and I begin to gently bite down, causing you to shudder and struggle to hold back a scream. I have my hands firmly on your thighs and ass now and I pull you closer, massaging your cheeks while I bury my face deeper into your pussy, I shove my tongue into you as deep as it will go and begin thrusting in and out, nuzzling your clit with my nose and all the while sucking at your flowing juices. You begin to feel the warmth tingling outward from your pelvis and spreading through your whole body, as I thrust faster and faster with my tongue. Before you know what's happening the dam bursts and you feel the orgasm tearing through you, ripping screams through your clenched teeth and sealed lips! I hold on tight and ride your bucking hips as you experience climax after climax! I ride the waves, enjoying the sweetness of your taste on my lips and tongue... When you finally calm down I lay one last kiss on your clit, which is now sliding back under its protective hood, and slowly kiss my way back down you're inner thighs until I reach your knees. I pull your skirt back down and wipe my face with the napkin from the table before climbing back into my seat and smiling at you... When you are ready to walk again I help you up in gentlemanly fashion and lay a deep kiss on your lips once you are on your feet. You can still taste your own juices on my tongue. We walk slowly back to the car, past the dumbfounded waitstaff and patrons, arm in arm, and drive off into the night for more pleasure... Well, you asked for a taste, didn't you? A Taste for Asian Pussy So here I was on the road out of Vegas. Not feeling too bad about myself actually. The trade show had gone well and I managed to pick up a few new potential clients. Things were going well for me business-wise and I finally starting to feel confident and comfortable in my success. Now normally, I'd be taking the 15 back home, but I happened to have a client out in Pahrump. It was a small client, but one of my first. They were having a tiny bit of a technical issue, and since it was just a little out of my way, I figured I'd take an extra day to swing by and straighten things out. Besides, I wanted to preserve my sterling reputation for customer service. Pahrump Nevada is a little town about an hour outside of Las Vegas. Nothing much but some scattered houses and trailers. It did have a couple of small casinos along the main drag (such as it was), a hospital and a school, but nothing much else. To get there, you drive through some of the most barren, monotonous desert. Not another sole to be seen for miles. It put me in an almost trance, blanking my mind out until I reached the outskirts of town. It was late, about 11 at night. I pulled into the service station to fill up. Then my phone rang and my mood immediately turned bad. It was my wife. I guess a man shouldn't get upset when his wife calls, but I couldn't help it. Dread balled up in the pit of my stomach. I thought for a second I should let it go to voice mail, but then she would just call back later. Reluctantly, I hit the button to pick up. "Hello?" I said sheepishly "Where are you?" came the shrill response. Like nails on a blackboard. I winced. "Pahrump. I told you had a client to see." "Yeah, yeah, you're always taking care of everyone but me. Why didn't you call me earlier? You said you'd call me when you got there." "I just got here." "WHAT?" she screeched, "Why are you getting there so late? What the fuck were you doing jackass?" "I was having dinner with..." "Oh sure, spend all that money on a fancy dinner in Vegas, while I'm here by myself!" "But honey, it was with a new client. A big one!" "Yeah, whatever, have they paid you anything yet?" "Well no, they just signed, but this was a very import..." "I don't fucking care, just bring home more money, you little shit." What should I have expected? Congratulations? Support? Ha! Either that fat bitch was complaining I was spending too much time working, or she was demanding I make more money for her. Does that seem logical? Of course not. What's logic or reason got to do with it. All that mattered is that she make me feel worthless. She lived to crush my spirit. "Look," I said, exacerbated, "I just want to get to the hotel and get some sleep, OK?" "Whatever, fine." "I'll call you later. Love y..." but she hung up before I finished. I filled the tank and got back in my care, quietly fuming. Jesus, what a bitch I married. Nothing ever satisfied her. Fuck knows she never satisfied me. I thought back to last time I had sex with her. So fat and wrinkled, I could barely get it up when I looked at her. I flailed away at that dried up, smelly old cunt. She barely moved, just demanded, "are you done yet?!" I couldn't even finish. I had to wack-off in the shower later to relieve my prick, thinking about some porn I had watched. Pathetic. Lost in my misery, I didn't pay attention to where I was going. When I finally did, I was down some small, dusty back road. Shit, where was the hotel? I was about to fire up the GPS, when I saw a building up ahead. Low slung and painted in earth tones it was rather non-descript. A few cars were parked out front. I noticed a Budweiser sign in one of the windows. "Great," I thought, figuring it was a bar "I could use a drink." I parked out front and walked inside. Lost in self-pity, I didn't even look around and headed straight for the bar and ordered a beer. As I started to pound it back, out of the corner of my eye I saw someone sit down next to me. "Hey darlin'," came a sweet southern drawl, "lookin' for some company?" I turned a saw a young woman, blond and busty. She was wearing a red lace bustier that barely contained her jiggling breasts. My eyes wondered unconsciously down her bare midriff to her long legs and the stiletto heels she had on. Shocked out of my stupor, I looked around. All over the room, scantly clad women walked around, stopping to chat with the half-dozen or so guys sitting at the tables. I was in a brothel. One thing I forgot to mention about Pahrump, is that it's main claim-to-fame is being the closest place to Las Vegas with legal prostitution. Even then, the whorehouses are off the beaten path. In all the years I had visited my client out here, I never went to one. A bit flumoxoned, I stammered, "Oh, ah, I'm just getting a drink is all, uh, thank you." She leaned in closer and put her hand on my thigh, "Names Peach, baby, like Georgia peach. Sure you don't want to party?" She licked he lips seductively and smiled. "Ah, no. Thank you." I smiled back weakly, "Just, ah, getting a beer." Peach moved on, but I watched her tight ass make figure eights as she walked away. Damn! I can't remember the last time I had a piece like that. Well I had no intention of cheating on my wife, but looking around, may be I could soak in some material for my nightly jerk-off session. A few more girls came by to entice me with their wares. A tall black one, two more blonds. All in lingerie and heels (the uniform of the whore, I guess). I turned them down, but as the alcohol hit my system, I started to relax and soak in the ambiance "Hello", I heard another voice, (though it sounded more like "Helro"). I turned to see the sexiest little Asian girl I had ever laid eyes on. Creamy, light mocha skin, deep brown eyes, long straight black hair hung down to her mid back. She wore a black push up bra that held beautiful firm D-cups. All the more impressive, given her petite frame. Below her flat stomach she wore black panties. I could see just a hint of soft black hair peaking out from the top. Candy red heels completed the minimal ensemble. I felt my cock spring to life, it what seemed like the first time in years. My heart started pounding and my breathing deepened. My eyes locked onto her heaving chest. "You lookin' for good time mister?" She had the most adorable accent. "Uh, maybe." I said without thinking. Was I really considering using the brothel's services? I wasn't sure. "My name's Si Fah, what's yours?" "Uh, Jeff." I couldn't take my eyes off her, a fact she seem quite aware of. "So, what kind of name is Si Fah?" "It from Thailand, like me." She giggled. "I see you turn down other girls. You lookin' for something special?" "I'm not sure really. I just kind of wandered in here looking for a drink." "Why you drinking?" Si Fah leaned in and put her hand on my thigh. My cock jumped. "Something bothering you?" I took another swig of beer. "Oh, it's just...my wife...fighting..." My voice trialed off. Si Fah nodded. "She white girl, your wife?" "Uh huh. Yeah" "White girls so stuck up. Don't know how to treat man. You need nice Asian girl. Asian girls know how to take care of our man. Know how to please him." With that, Si Fah squeezed my thigh and slid her hand up towards my straining prick. I took a deep breath. Suddenly I decided, I was going to fuck this girl. I needed this. I deserved this! "How much?" I asked. Si Fah smiled, "Five thousand for two hour." A little steep, but like I said, business was going good. I could afford it. "Let's go." My voice caught a bit as I spoke. I thought of my wife, how I was breaking our vows. But rather than guilty, I felt angry and resolute. If she couldn't please me, then I'd find someone who could. As Si Fah led me by the hand, we passed by Peach who winked at me and said, "Well, I guess you finally finished that beer." We stopped at the office, where I handed my credit card to a matronly old woman. "Clock starts in 5 minutes hon, have a good time." Further down the hall we entered a room. A king-size bed dominated the small room, surrounded by mirrors on the walls and ceiling. There was a small TV in one corner, and below that a stick of incense burned slowly. I lay down on the bed and Si Fah straddled me. She began grinding her crotch against mine. I felt my errection grow even harder. I reached up and grabbed her ass. It felt firm and tight, not like my wife's saggy bottom. Her perfume was light and floral, I inhaled it deeply. "So Jeff, you ever been with Asian girl before?" "No." "Oh, you gonna like. Asian pussy so much better." I squeezed her butt, pulling the sexy whore down harder on the bulge in my pants. "You never want white girl again." "Show me." I said. With that, Si Fah unclasped her bra. Her breasts spilled out. Firm, round with dark brown areolas. Instinctively, my hands shot up and grabbed them, massaged them. Si Fah moaned softly. "You want suckey first?" She asked. I nodded. The little slut slid off me and unfastened my pants. Finally, mercifully, my cock was set free. At seven and a half inches, I was bigger that average, but not huge. Si Fah started cooing over it like I was Ron Jeremy though. With one tiny hand she began stroking the shaft, while the other hand massaged my balls. She began licking the head, swirling her tongue around it. Then she lowered he head onto it, her ruby red lips making an o shape as they slid up and down my shaft. Grabbing her head and pushing if further down, I threw my head back and moaned. Gradually, she got the entire shaft down her throat. I could feel the gorgeous whore's tongue lapping at my balls. It took every ounce of control I had to keep from cumming right then-and-there. Then, Si Fah started bobbing her head up and down, making wet, sucking noises. "Oh, god. So good, so good!" I cried. I couldn't remember the last time I had a blowjob like that good. As a matter of fact, that fat bitch of mine hadn't given me head in years. I considered blowing my load down Si Fah's throat, but I had other plans. "Stop," I said, "I want to eat you out." Si Fah pulled off my engorged cock and laid back. She swiftly removed her panties. Her pussy was shaved except for a small tuft of hair over her pubic bone. I crawled between her legs. I spread her lips and began lapping at her cunt. The taste was sweet and it felt so smooth. I thought about my wife's sour tasting vagina, and how it made me gag to taste it. This was so much better. I flicked my tongue against her clit, and the little whore began to moan. "Oh, Jeff, so goooood!" I couldn't wait any longer I had to have this girl. I moved up to suck on her tits, then we kissed, our tongues lashing at each other. I took my dick in one hand and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. Then, slowly, I pushed in. "Ohhhhh, ohhhh!" Si Fah cried, "Jeff, so big." She was so tight, so hot, so wet. Maybe it was all those years fucking my wife's dried up old cunt, but I didn't remember ever having pussy that felt so good. I began to pump my hips, pushing in further and further, inch-by-inch, until my balls slapped against Si Fah's ass. "Uggg, so tight!" I moaned. "You like the Asian pussy?" "I don't think I'll be able to go back to white girls after this." I laughed. Then I scooped up her legs and put them over my shoulders as I kneeled in the bed. With her hips tilted up now, I began to ram my cock into the little oriental slut full force. Her bug tits bounced and shook with every thrust. "Oooooo, Mr. Jeff, fuck me! Fuck me hard!" I leaned forward, keeping her legs over my shoulder, until her knees were pressed against he shoulders. I pushed into Si Fah's pussy as far as I could go. "Oh, god!" I moaned, "You're right. Asian pussy is so much better!" "You need...find nice... Asian girl...take care...of you." Si Fah panted. I stared at the sexy young woman writhing beneath me, and thought with disgust of all the time I had wasted fucking that fat bitch wife of mine. Suddenly, I had a wicked idea. I pulled out and flipped Si Fah onto all fours. Instinctively, it seemed, she arched her back and stuck her heart shaped ass in the air. Again, I put my cock at the entrance to her cunt and pushed in. "Ohhhhh...Mr. Jeff! So deeeeeep!" She howled, Reaching over to where my pants lay on the bed next to us, I pulled out my cell phone. "Now Si, baby, I'm gonna make a little call to my wife. Try and stay quiet, ok?" Si Fah nodded, then grabbed a pillow and bit into it to silence her moaning. Good girl, I thought. I dialed the old witch. "Hello?" She answered "Hey dear. Look, I think I'm going to have to stay here an extra day. Something's come up." I held the phone in once hand and with the other grabbed a clump of Si Fah's hair to use as rein. My cock shimmered with he pussy juice as it pumped in and out. "What the fuck?" The fat bitch screeched. " You said you'd be home by Tuesday. The yard is a mess, I need you to mow the lawn and pull the weeds you lazy ass!" My anger built, and as it did my thrusting became harder and deeper. "Look," I said forcefully, "I'm the one making the money to keep a roof over our heads! This is what I have to do!" I saw Si Fah push her head harder into the pillow to stifle her moans. Yeah, bitch. This is what I have to do to get the fucking I deserve. I'm going to get the kind of pussy you can't give me. "Ok, ok. Jeez, you don't have to be mean about it." I felt my balls start to swell and knew I wouldn't last much longer. Still, I felt no guilt now about cumming inside another woman. Fuck you bitch, you don't deserve me and what I do for you. "Oh, I'm the mean one now? You know what, I'm going to bed now." "OK," said my wife, taken aback by my new forcefulness, "call me back aft..." I hung up before she finished this time. Tossing the cell aside, I grabbed Si Fah's hips and began pounding away with abandon. She lifted her head up and moaned. "Ohhhhhh! Mr. Jeff...so goood...me cum hard!...you tell that white bitch!" I felt my dick swell, and suddenly it jumped and there was a wave of pleasure and release as my seamen splattered inside Si Fah. "Ugggggg...feels so good!" I yelled. "So goooood!" My dick shrunk and flopped out of the whore's pussy. I lay on the bed, catching my breath after the most intense orgasm of my life. Turing my head towards Si Fah, I saw my cum dripping from her pussy lips. She was right, I thought, I'm done with white girls. And as I drove off in the early morning, one thought stuck in my head. I was going to find a nice Asian girl to take care of me. To be continued... A Taste For Blood Hello and welcome to my readers. Thank you for your votes, feedback and comments on my previous submittals. It is always a pleasure to hear from you. Thanks to RogueLurker for her skillful editing and geekychick_76 for her comments and suggestions. ____________________ From the moment it emerged fully formed from its parent, the creature was hungry - a ravening lust for food coursing through every fiber of its being. Birth and death blurred into a single violent event as it dragged its first prey to a temporary refuge and the beast devoured the gory chunks of flesh that had once been a littermate. Grooming and licking the blood and scraps of skin from its fur, the creature raised its head, scents drawing it from its lair. The dark predator was on the hunt once more, never-ceasing appetite driving it on. *** "C'mon slowpoke, we'll never finish our sector by quitting time. Get a move on," Liz called to her boyfriend as she waded along the riverbank. "Just a minute, willya. My shoe's stuck," Dan replied disgustedly, pulling his foot free from the gluey mud. "Why did I let you talk me into doing this anyway?" "Because you are a sweetie and want to make me happy," Liz laughed. "Besides this is a good thing were doing. Look at the amount of trash we've collected already." Liz and Dan were students at Clear Lake City College participating in the Annual Earth Day River Clean-Up Project for extra class credit. Each pair of volunteers assigned a section of the Arapaho River's banks to collect litter, place it in plastic bags and leave it on the shoreline for pick-up. Dan would have preferred going to a movie than sweating in the sun picking up trash, but Liz knew how to convince him to see things her way. His cock twitched as he remembered how they had sucked and fucked the night before, Liz's mouth on his stiff dick as his tongue explored her hot pussy. She moved ahead of him, her curvy body provocative in her skin-tight shorts and tube top, giving him a perpetual hard-on. Liz bent to pick up a rusted can, wiggling her ass at her boyfriend, knowing he was watching. She hoped they could finish early and have a swim and maybe a quickie in the woods. They had not worn bathing suits, so a naked swim and a hard fuck would be just the thing after a boring day. Dan looked so sexy in his cut-off shorts and muscle shirt, it was making her wet. *** Lunging at blinding speed, the dark creature sank its poisoned fangs into its much larger prey; hanging on as it thrashed in agony. Bones splintered as the predator ripped huge chunks of stringy meat from its still living victim. Wriggling in delight, the beast's mouth filled with the coppery taste of blood as it gulped and swallowed, stripping flesh from bone. Satiated for the moment, it rested next to the fragmented remains of its latest kill, grooming its velvety fur. Soon it would be time to hunt again. The gnawing pangs never ceased. *** Dan heaved another bulging bag of trash onto the shoreline, wiped his face with his towel and took a long drink from his water bottle. Liz sat on a flat rock, removed her knapsack and took out bags of dried vegetables and trail mix. Dan sat next to her and they shared their meager, yet satisfying lunch. He looked at his watch and determined they were ahead of schedule on their task and they would have time for some fun before the boat came to pick them up. Soon they were moving along the bank again, laughing and talking as they worked. *** The beast detected the new prey, ears receiving the returning vibrations of ultrasonic clicks and chirps; the sound waves reflected from the body of its quarry. Slowly and carefully, the creature began to stalk its quarry, keen nose quivering at the scent of blood. A swift dash and slashing fangs scattered a blizzard of feathers as the prey struggled, then succumbed to the fast acting venom. Flesh tore and bones crunched as the dark predator gobbled the succulent morsel. The few mouthfuls of gamy flesh did little to assuage the creatures ravening appetite, and in minutes, it was on the prowl once more. *** "Whoa, finally," Dan panted as he saw the blue and white stake on the riverbank marking the end of their section of the river. Having filled the last of their trash bags, they were glad to be finished. He dropped the bag on the bank, flung his sweaty clothing and shoes on the grass, ran to the water and dove in. Liz stripped off her own clothing and dove after him. They began dunking and splashing in playful abandon. Soon the playful wrestling became amorous caresses as their hands explored familiar territory. Standing knee-deep in the water, Dan and Liz kissed hungrily, her hand stroking his stiff dick as his fingers wiggled in her juicy cunt. Liz wrapped her arms around Dan's neck and swung her leg around his waist, rubbing his throbbing cock between her pussy lips and his belly. Dan braced his feet in the soft sand of the river bottom, gripped Liz's ass cheeks in his hands and ground her wet pussy against his pulsing shaft. "Tell me how much you want it baby," he gasped, kneading her buttocks as she nibbled on his neck. "I want it hard and fast," she moaned in his ear, "Fuck me with that monster, fuck me now." She leaned back as he grabbed his cock and shoved it between the engorged lips of her pussy. Lunging forward, she impaled herself on the fleshy rod and they began a wild stand-up fuck, deep kissing as their hips slammed together. *** The creature detected the scent trail one of its own kind and circled warily. There would be no greeting, no warning, only a sharp-toothed attack on the interloper, driving them away from its territory. It could choose to fight, the victor devouring the vanquished, but prey was plentiful and there was enough territory for the both of them. Moving stealthily, the predator sensed another victim as it grazed peacefully. In seconds, the dark creature had its prey by the throat, its bubbling shriek quickly stilled as slashing fangs ripped the flesh from its living body. Licking the blood from its jaws, the beast lay still for a moment, and then moved towards the river, already scenting fresh prey. *** "Ohhhh, fuck meee…," Liz screamed as she thrust her juicy pussy on Dan's hard cock, his fingers digging into her puckered asshole. Dan pumped wildly, her tight pussy clasping his rock-hard shaft, drawing the thick cum from his aching balls. Her stiff nipples twisted against his broad chest as they pounded together, his sucking mouth raising red welts on her neck. "Here it comes baby, ahhhhhh…" Dan screamed as his cock erupted in Liz's creamy pussy, blasts of thick cum coating the slick pink walls. "Eeeeee…yesssss," Liz squealed, her cunt spraying Dan's cock and belly with waves of her sweet juices, shuddering as her orgasm ripped through her. Dan's legs collapsed under him and they fell into the river, the cool water washing cum and sweat from their shaking bodies. "Wow, that was dynamite, baby," Dan gasped as they bobbed in the water. "We should fuck outdoors more often," Liz replied, "The fresh air must do something for the libido." "You must go to college," Dan teased, "Using fancy words like that." Liz jumped on him and shoved him under as they frolicked in the rippling water. *** The hunger was all-encompassing, urging the creature onward, its body screaming for more sustenance. Food - the beast needed warm flesh to devour, bones to crush in its jaws, the marrow dripping from its fangs, blood filling its maw. Blinded by its desire for more prey, the ravenous predator moved quickly and stealthily through the thick underbrush. *** "How long do we have till the boat gets here, babe?" Liz asked as they lay in the warm sun. Their clothes were almost dry and the sun felt good on their skin. She hated to leave the cozy spot, but the sun was inching toward the horizon and night would be falling. Dan looked at his watch, "About another hour, I think." He rolled on his side and drew his fingers in lazy circles around Liz's pert breasts. "Just enough time for another fuck," he said teasingly. "Then what are we waiting for?" Liz replied. Her soft hand grasped his stiffening cock, her thumb spreading the glistening pre-cum on the velvet head as his fingers slid into her pussy. They gently masturbated each other for several minutes, kissing and caressing, their desires rising. Dan rolled on top of Liz, her legs spreading wide as he snuggled between them. She wrapped her legs around his waist as his cock slid into her wet cunt, their bodies surging together on the sweet-smelling grass. Liz gasped as Dan's cock pounded in her, his hot mouth sucking on her breasts, tongue sliding on her stiff nipples. She hugged his hard body to her, clenching her pussy muscles on his throbbing cock, back arching as she felt her orgasm rise within her. Dan thrust with all his might into Liz, her pussy gripping on his throbbing cock, driving him wild. He filled his mouth with her tender breast flesh and suckled eagerly on her thick nipple. He could feel cum building in his balls and wanted to give her all he had, wanting her to cum with him. Liz felt Dan's body stiffen and she knew he was close to cumming. "Shoot in me, baby," She cried. "Let me have it all, I'm cumming, I'm …oooohhh," she screamed as her orgasm tore through her. "Ughhhhh," Dan moaned as he thrust once more into his lover and blasted ropes of cum into her clasping pussy, her juices squirting over his spurting cock. *** Prey. At last, warm flesh, hot blood. The creature shivered in anticipation as it emerged stealthily from the underbrush. The scent in the clearing was unfamiliar, but the smell of blood and flesh was enough for the dark predator. Bunching muscles for the final charge, the beast dashed forward, jaws agape and sank its poison fangs deep into its victim, the coppery taste filling its mouth once more as its prey screamed in agony. *** "Yowwwww, somethins' bitin' me," Dan screamed, leaping from between Liz's legs, his hard cock pulling from her gooey pussy with a slurp. Howling in pain, he danced about, trying vainly to dislodge the small grey creature from his large toe. "Dan, ohmigod, what the hell is that," Liz screamed, picking up a tree branch. "Hold still, lemme smash it." "Don't hit my foot, don't hit my foot," Dan howled, flopping on the ground and shaking his foot. Flailing at the small animal gnawing at his toe, he was unable to make it release its grip. Taking careful aim, Liz swung and connected, knocking Dan's attacker spinning into the grass. "What in the fuck is that thing," Dan muttered, "Oh man, my toe's bleedin' like a bitch, and it hurts." "Are you two okay?" came a voice from the river. "I heard screaming. Is anything wrong?" "Oh shit, it's Professor March," Liz said excitedly, "We gotta get dressed Dan. We can't let her see us like this." They pulled on their clothes as Liz called out, "We'll be right there Professor. Dan is hurt. We need the first aid kit." *** "This is most unusual for this species to attack humans," murmured Professor March, examining the limp grey body in her hands. "Blarina brevicauda usually seeks much smaller prey, small vertebrates, invertebrates, insects and the like. Your toe must have looked like a frog or a beetle," she said laughing. "That Blarina whatchamacallit sure has a nasty bite for such a small critter," Dan muttered as Liz bandaged his toe. "What's that thing called in plain English, Prof?" "Northern Short-Tailed Shrew," Professor March replied. "It is a rapacious predator and an integral part of the ecosystem. I think it is only stunned. We'll leave it concealed here in the grass so it can recover. Can you walk, Dan?" "He can lean on me," Liz said smiling, helping her lover to his feet. They kissed and walked down the bank to the waiting boat, the professor resuming her discourse about the foraging habits of Blarina brevicauda. *** The shrew's eyes opened and gazed at its surroundings. The momentary confusion forgotten as its hunger rose once more. Scenting fresh prey, it scurried through the grass and was soon munching happily on a lizard. High above, an owl soared then plummeted downward, talons flexing, wings soundless in the gathering dusk.