Big Bad Ozy and Little Red 'Kota - Part 2

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.

Using his fingers he spread the outer edge of my labia, revealing the wet inner core. His tongue flicked out and teased the plump flesh before diving deep into my hole. Grabbing onto his butthairs (I have very long arms), I cried out involuntarily, my entire body trembling at the sensation he was creating. He ate at me like a ravenous beast, teeth raking and tongue prodding until he had me crying out a repeated chorus of "oh god! oh god!" Then he latched onto my clit and sucked. I immediately came in a screaming explosion. My body arched off the ground as i wailed my release.
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.

Big Bad Ozy and The Little Red 'Kota

I was on the way to my friend's house to attend her sex toy party when my car blew out a tire. My group of friends and I call our hostess Granny, because she has actually crossed over that dreaded forty line. That automatically makes her ancient. Never mind that we're all piling up right behind her in birthdays. ANYHOO, there I was tooling along, minding my own business, my mind occupied with dancing dildos and additions to my thong collection, when BAM my back tire decided to fuck with my life. I calmly pulled the car to the side of the road, next to the big, scary forest. Okay, I was screaming and cussing like a sailor, using words that would make the bouncer at a strip club blush.
I popped the trunk and dug around for the tools needed to change out a flat. I had my handy dandy Safety Girl kit so I was set. Except I couldn't find the spare. I was pretty sure I'd put it back after the last flat I'd had. But I'm easily distracted, so really, there's no telling where that spare rolled off to. I heard an approaching engine and glanced up from the trunk. Oh mama. Coming down one of the woodland paths was the hunkiest hunk I have had the pleasure of feasting my eyes on in a loooooong time. Even from a distance he exuded that bad ass confidence that calls to me like the trill of the Pied Piper's flute.

What a crying shame that I've sworn off bad boys. Eyeing him as he stopped his bike near my car, I pondered making an exception. He was fine. Tall, lean and with a wicked grin on his lips. Deadly to my senses. Nope. I was going to be good. Who knew being good was going to be so hard?

"Need a hand?" He asked, removing his sunglasses and leaning forward over the handlebars of his bike. Aw, hell. He had deadly sexy eyes too.
Biting my lip, I silently shook my head as I pulled my new red cape from the trunk. No talking to strangers. Mama taught me that. I never listened before but I'd also never tried to be good before.

"My name is Ozymandiaz," the hunk on the bike tried again, giving me what was probably supposed to be a "I'm all harmless" look. Uh-huh.
"Look, miss, it's going to get dark soon and I can't leave you stranded here by the side of the road. Hop on my bike and I'll take you wherever you want to go."

"I don't know..." I said, "I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. I'm fairly certain that includes not going for a ride with one. Can you give me a minute to think about it?"

"Sure." He smiled wickedly, his eyes roaming up and down my long legs. They settled for a moment on my breasts which were plumped up by the skimpy top i was wearing, before meeting my own eyes. Then he winked. Damn.

I stared everywhere except at him, trying to decide whether or not I should toss caution to the wind. I had no doubt that if I jumped on his bike, it would only be a matter of time before I jumped on him. He was THAT hot.

Several minutes later, he asked, "have you made your mind up yet? It'll be dark soon."
"Not yet. I'm still thinking." I replied, weighing the pros and cons. Pros being his hot body. Cons being his hot body. Ohhh, why did it always come down to the tough decisions.
"Could you speed up the thinking process just a little?"
"Geez, impatient much?"
"I promise you're perfectly safe with me Little Red. I won't take advantage of you... unless you ask me to." He winked again. Damn.

Telling myself there were rewards for being a good girl... I just couldn't recall what they were at this moment, I said, "Thanks for the offer, but I'm going to walk to a friend's house. She lives just on the other side of the forest."
"I don't think that's a smart thing to do..." Ozy started to protest, but I cut him off with an adamant shake of my head.
I watched as he frowned, put his sunglasses back on and with a final quick glance back at me, drove off through the woods.

Okay, temptation out of the way. So why did I feel a little disappointed? Women. We are so weird in our thinking sometimes. I put all the gear back in the car, grabbed my cute little purse that looked like a basket (it's all the rage right now) and locked up the car before heading in what I hoped was the correct direction to Granny's house.

Stumbling along through the trees that seemed to grow taller and closer together the further I walked, I realized that high heels were not conducive to a stroll in the forest. Duh. I thought longingly of my hiking boots in the trunk of the car. Little noises kept startling me. And of course my mind had to start replaying all the local stories about these particular woods being home to Killer Wabbits and girl eating Sasquatches.
I started chanting to myself as I carefully picked my way over fallen branches, "I'm a kick ass confident girl. I'm not afraid of nuthin!"

A roar too close for comfort startled me and I screamed, dropping my purse as I saw a big terrifying beast closing in on me!
"I'm a chicken, I'm a chicken!" I cried out as I turned and ran blindly, my arms flailing wildly.
The killer Wabbits had found me! I was going to die a terrible death. Eaten by tiny sharp teeth. I mean, I have no objection to being eaten under the right circumstances, but Killer Wabbits really weren't it.

Glancing over my shoulder I realized it wasn't the big furry Wabbit of Doom, but the cute biker guy Ozy that was barrelling down on me. I stopped and leaned against a tree, trying to catch my breath as he came to a stop nearby. He was grinning like he was having a grand time chasing me.

"You really shouldn't be out here all alone princess. You never know what manner of beast you'll encounter." He said, turning the bike off and dismounting.
"I'm not scared of you!" I bravely retorted, my eyes dancing across his scrumptious body as he stood. Oh my. I might be in trouble if the instant flush of arousal was any indication. He grinned as he stepped closer.
"Ohh, what big teeth you have..." I gasped, taking a step back.
Ozy laughed, "The better to bite you with my dear." He licked his lips, his eyes locked on my heaving breasts.
"Ummmm... and what a long tongue you have..." I said, my knees beginning to tremble. Who knew that forests needed climate control. It was getting damn hot fast.
"The better to lick all the delicious places on your body." He chuckled, slowly and steadily moving closer until he had me pressed against the tree.

I could feel how aroused he was as he pressed his hips against my. I groaned as I felt a wash of wetness let loose inside and trickle down my thighs. Oh, fuck being a good girl. Good girls never have any fun.
"Ohhh, Big Bad," I sighed, running my hands up his chest and thrusting my hips forward so his erection pressed more closely into the "v" of my thighs, "What a giant gherkin you have."

Ozy grabbed my hands from his chest and lifted them over my head, holding them against the tree with one hand. With the other hand he pulled my leg up so it wrapped around his ass. He thrust his cock against me, the rough material of his jeans riding against the thin material of my thong, hitting my clit with startling accuracy. I threw my head back and groaned loudly.

"What's your name princess?" He asked, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss against the corner of my mouth. It was an interesting contrast of sensation coupled with the rough humping going on lower down.
"Lakota," I managed to squeak, my hips dancing helplessly to the rhythm he had created.

His lips captured mine and he drove his tongue into my mouth, our tongues dancing as the kiss burnt away the last vestiges of any hesitancy I might have harbored. Mmmmm.... he was the perfect male animal and I was so going to enjoy having my wicked way with him. I didn't realize he had ideas of his own.

Pulling his mouth away from mine, he pressed his lips against my ear and whispered, "We're going to play a little game, Lakota. I'm the big bad wolf and you're little Red Riding Hood. Follow me so far?"

I nodded and tried to lean forward to nibble on his neck, but he chuckled and leaned back just enough to frustrate me. Teasing bastard.

"You're going to run. I'm going to chase you. When I catch you, I get to do whatever I want to you, however I want. Got that?" He bit my earlobe and I yelped, then sighed.

"What if you don't catch me?" I pouted.
He laughed and stepped back, releasing my hands and leaving my cunt aching.
"I wasn't being funny," I scowled. "I can run really fast and I'm sneaky too. Don't think that just because I want to jump your big bad bone that I'll make it easy on you."

"It wouldn't be any fun if you made it easy." Ozy grinned. "In all fairness, I'll even give you a head start."

I almost told him I didn't need no stinking favors, but hell, a girl always uses whatever advantages are tossed her way. Taking a few steps away from him on my teetering shoes, I nearly fell over when he growled, "Run!"

I took off running, stumbling on my heels. I was going to have to lose the shoes quickly. But he didn't need to know that. Let him think I was a clutzy girl trying to escape him in high heels. Lull him into a false sense of security. Yeah....I can be sneaky. I could see him behind me, waiting as I tried to climb over some blasted branches that popped up out of nowhere. I strategically flipped up the back of my skirt, flashing him as I climbed over the branches. I think he was more amused than aroused though. Damn.

That's okay. He'll discover soon enough that I wasn't quite what he was expecting.

- To be continued in Part 2 -

I know I know - you weren't expecting a two parter, but really this story got sooooo long that you'll thank me that I didn't keep you here all day reading it.