The Mountain - Sex Stories

The Mountain

... arms and legs, and at the mercy of a creature that was going to take my virginity, but suddenly having my femininity exposed at close quarters, even in the dark, embarrassed me. I sensed the creature studying me. I could feel it's breath on my skin. I was mortified. Lips kissed me. There. Where no mouth had been and where I had never imagined a mouth would go.. It kissed me, then proceeded to lick, in wide arcs from the crease of my buttocks to my pubic bone, it's tongue rough like broken glass making my flesh burn. And when it was not satisfied with licking, it bit me. It bit my clitoris. It bit the lips of my vagina, and it bit the inside of my thighs. I have confessed to you my virginity. With that comes a lack of sexual experience. I have masturbated and made myself orgasm. I have, on one occasion only, as a result of a stupid high school dare, let another girl put her hand down my panties, but I have never experienced sexual arousal as I did at that moment. Sexual arousal to the point that set every fiber of my being on fire. I thought that with one more lick or bite, I would explode, but it wasn't to be. The creature stopped, lowered me, and before I considered what might happen, deflowered me with what I assumed it's penis. One powerful thrust and it was deep inside me. I screamed. Pain tore through my body. I passed out. I regained consciousness crouched on the cold stone floor with my head between my legs. The tendrils that had bound my arms and legs were gone. I ...

... still sensed the creature in close proximity. 'You have a task to perform.' I had no words, so just sat and waited. I sensed the creature move closer until the heat from its body assured me that it was no more than inches from where I sat. 'You will taste your blood on me.' It took a moment to sink in. I had conjured many images in my head since volunteering to sacrifice myself, but at no time did this occur to me. I obeyed. Of course I obeyed. I clumsily reached forward to locate the creatures penis. Compared to my admittedly small hands, it felt huge. It also felt hot, wet, and sticky. I guided it into my open mouth. The metallic taste of blood overwhelmed my senses. I started to gag. I stopped, swallowed, and managed to continue. The initial revulsion soon faded into something quite pleasant. I thought I could understand the apparent popularity of oral sex, especially when I started to feel the creatures penis swell and harden. The creature started to withdraw, but as it did I closed my lips around the girth and tried to suck. The sensation it created seemed to be the right one. The creature stopped as the head reached my lips, and slid back to push deep into my throat. I struggled to breathe but continued to grip what I could of the shaft with one hand, gently squeezing and rubbing, and moved the other in an attempt to cradle the leathery sack that contained it's balls. Suddenly something hit me in the chest, violently. I was thrust backwards, the rough stone floor taking ...