I dove over a fallen tree and kicked off my heels as I rolled out of Ozy's line of sight. I could still hear him counting very quickly to 100. As I ran, dodging trees and bushes I discovered that no shoes is almost as bad as high heels in a forest. Every rock, thorn, broken branch and discarded piece of litter found a way to jump into my path.
It wasn't long before I could hear the distant, faint rustle of bushes as the Ozyman closed in on me. Well. This wasn't going my way, as I had anticipated. I've been told often enough I'm long winded and fast, so of course I thought those things would benefit me in out-distancing him. Instead I was out of breath and hobbling through the woods like a ninty year old woman. Time to change tactics. If you can't run, the next best thing is to hide.
I found a natural rock formation that looked like a good place to duck behind and hunkered down, picking pricklies out of the bottom of my feet. The woods were suspiciously quiet. I was just wondering why there were no birds chirping or crickets singing, when a voice near my ear whispered, "Well, hello there my pretty."
Shrieking I jumped up, my head slamming into Ozy's chin and knocking him backwards. I scrambled away, ignoring the pain in my feet as he cursed, following more slowly.
I was making good time I thought in my panicked crashing through the woods. But I was so noisy that I couldn't hear the sound of Ozy closing in on me. I hit a grassy clearing and picked up speed, right before I went sailing through the air as he tackled me from behind.
In an impressive maneuver he rolled us so that he hit the ground with me wrapped in his arms.
Growling I lashed out with my legs and fists. He quickly rolled us again so I lay beneath him. Grabbing my wrists he pinned them to the ground over my head and used his thighs to hold my legs still. I bucked and fought, trying to twist myself free, but it was a losing battle. He grinned down at me while I wore myself out. It was a matter of principle you see. I couldn't just give in. No matter how enticing that bulge I felt pressing against my leg was.
As i panted and grew still, Ozy hauled my legs up and nestled between himself between them. His erection strained against the seams of his jeans, the prominent outline visible from where i lay, staring at him. The wicked smile on his face was priceless. Leaning forward he used his teeth to pull the front of my top down, exposing my breasts. Breasts that were sporting hard, pointed nipples that betrayed my excitement.
"Mmmmmm.... what have we here?" He whispered, licking his lips and staring at my breasts. "Little Red, Little Red, what nice, big breasts you have."
He bent his head close and blew a hot stream of air across one nipple. I groaned as my nipple tightened even more and I felt a twinge of responsive heat in my cunt. The neglected nipple ached in sympathy. Teasing the nipple with just the tip of his tongue he had me gasping in an embarrassingly short amount of time. Using his teeth he raked them gently across the edge before pulling the entire nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. I bucked and clutched his arms, arching as I shuddered at the fiery arousal that whipped through me. With an audible pop, he released my diamond hard nipple before attending to the other one and repeating the same teasing treatment. My thighs clung to his hips as I arched into him, trying to make contact where I needed it most. I was soaked. Moisture seeping out of me in a steady stream as my pussy throbbed and pulsed.
Pushing my breasts together he tugged more harshly on my nipples with his teeth until I began to rake his arms with my nails, not rough or drawing blood, but letting him know he was driving me insane.
"Big bad Ozy, what sharp teeth you have." I managed to say as he pulled off my top and tossed it aside.
"The better nibble on you with," he chuckled, sliding my skirt down my hips before throwing it over his shoulder into the woods. I was sooo going to have fun finding my clothes in the dark later.
"Big, bad Ozy, what a long tongue you have." I grinned, trailing my fingers across his chest as he pulled his own shirt off.
"The better to eat you with," he winked before leaning down and capturing my thong in his teeth and dragging it down my legs. The scent of my arousal filled the air and I watched as his nostrils flaired and his eyes darkened.
It had to have been several minutes before I came back to earth and noticed Ozy smugly leaning back on his haunches, his eyes riveted on my ass.
I wiggled it in the air and waited. And waited. What? Did he need an engraved invitation?"Big, bad Ozy..." I smirked, looking up at him from where I lay, "What a big cock you have."
He smiled and unzipped his pants, pulling the biggest, baddest boy I'd ever seen out for my viewing pleasure. "The better to fuck you with Princess."
Oh my. I so hoped he was planning on using that beast on me.
"Whatcha waiting for Ozyman?" I aked, biting my lip and watching as he stroked himself.
"Just trying to decide where to ravish you first. So many holes, so little time." He purred.
"How about we start with a taste and go from there?" I whispered, wanted to wrap my lips around that lovely piece of man meat and take back a bit of control.
Wrapping his fingers in my hair, he tilted my head up and pressed the tip of his cock against my lips. I used the very tip of my tongue to lick around the top before sucking the head in past my wet lips. I heard him groan as I used every trick I could on his hard, thick cock. I licked him from tip to base, my tongue teasing the edge of his balls before licking back to the tip and swallowing his entire length in one quick motion. Ahhhh. There it was. The sound I was waiting for. The cry of a man aroused to the edge of his control. I sucked hard as he pushed his cock in and out of my mouth. I could feel his thighs trembling as his dick grew even thicker right before he pulled free.
"I'm going to fuck you right into nevernever land." He snarled grabbing my waist and swinging me around so I was posed on my hands and knees, ass up high as he shoved my shoulders to the ground. I squealed as he landed a smack on my ass cheek before gripping my hips and plunging into my cunt hard and fast.
Crying out, my hands dug into the grass as he thrust himself into me in a furious, pounding pace.
His cock drove into me so deep and hard that I felt speared over and over.
Reaching around with one hand he rubbed my clit hard and fast in time to his plunging thrusts. I wailed as an orgasm ripped through me, my cunt clutching and squeezing his cock as I came. I heard him roar as he drove in deep, his own climax shattering through him.
We collapsed on the ground, trying to catch our breath. After a moment we glanced at each other and giggled."Next week let's play pirates. I'll bring my whips and tie you to the mast thingy." I grinned.
"I'll tie YOU up and let you walk my plank," he snickered.
I laughed, "The only problem will be finding a ship."
Sated and looking forward to the next play date, we hopped onto his bike, which was parked only a short distance away. We never noticed the woodland critters that had enjoyed our little show...
The End. For now.

21 comments:
Great story. And I must say that I love that last pic.
isn't that photo the best Evyl-delish? did you notice the "small" details I fucked with?
I'm hoping the story isn't rife with typos - i keep looking it over but my brain has turned to mush.
Gotta love a happy ending. I feel like one of those squirrels peeking from behind a clump of grass, cool story,
thme ain't no squirrels GingaPaul! Them's killer wabbits! It's hard to see all the blood they're covered in that small or the arm they're knawing on. Glad you enjoyed. Next story though - not so many pictures.
Wow, that had me riveted, not sure I even remembered to breathe......
Jo, riveted is good, yes? Breathing is even better. ~wink~
Ah, such a cum worthy tale.
Ummmm, when you grabbed my hair... was that ear hair or back hair or... just wondering.
And too bad vin never had his picture taken doing the "shocker", that would have been appropriate. Oooh, we get to be pirates next time? I do a great pirate voice. Maybe I'll leave you a hint of it on my audio blog.
oh
and you got the enthusiasm thing right
WOOT WOOT
ROFL!!! I just spewed coffee all over my monitor, Ozy. Errr... ear hair of course. (oops)
LOL!!!! Need to fix that...
as soon as i can climb back into my chair. Gawd - i laughed so hard i have tears in my eyes.
Pirate voice...oooooh pretty please!!! ~making kissy noises in your direction~
Little Red, you are even badder than the wolf! Tsk tsk tsk...
Very playfully and enticingly well done. Gave me some ideas for my next romp. :)
*lix*
K.. Tomorrow I will find one of my pirate poems and do a reading for ya.
I hope my next date is as rauuchy as your rumble in the jungle!
I also hope her clothes have the same tendency to fall off.
Weeellll....
That got rather more hard core than your other site :D
I think the temperature just went up six inches in here.
Love it, love it, LOVE IT!!! Story is great and the pictures are fabulous! Instant classic.
Good Afternoon Lakota,
Quite the hot story and touching too, with the heroes riding off into the sunset, so that we the reader can anticipate their next exciting adventure.
It was a fun read, thanks.
Pirates, shiver me timber that will be fun.
You're a smart woman to realize that Cat!
Oooooh - thank you Ozy! I can't wait!
Hiya Middy - sounds like you've got a least one great lady lined up. I'm enjoyed the peek into your life at your place. And good luck with that spontaneous clothes falling off thing.
Does that mean you liked it Gaddy? Cuz I do believe I owe you next... something about an office or an elevator?
You're one to talk Strat - your stories are sizzling and I'm a total Strat addict now.
Evening Karl, and I'm glad you enjoyed. I figured the playful ending worked better than a handshake and "thanks for the spontaneous sex." ~grin~
I had no clue how it would end until it ended itself.
Yeah, I love me some pirates...
I liked!!
:D)))))
cool, Gad!
Awesome...but I didn't see this among the Dr. Suess titles at the book store...
oh to be oz
RikkiTikki.... if it wouldn't embarrass you i could definitely see a story involving you, me and edible paint.... i would soooooo LOVE to be your canvas.
1 Kota, 2 Kota, bad Kota, spank Kota... I don't know VE - I think it could be a top seller.
are you kidding?!! anytime! I would love a story. You are one heck of a storyteller, m'lady. I liked the comment about the temperature rising six inches!
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