The Ravaging in the Forrest

byJag22© Albert Zoo

Sandy was walking in the forest for about an hour, it could have been longer or shorter but it felt veracious to her.

It was a quick and a hot summer dark, it felt energised and vibrant in the woods, the air was moist and damp, the audio was intense, may it be the bird or insect the orchestra was in full phase of the moon sound, adding to the appeal of being in the outdoors.

It was approaching evenfall but being a beautiful summer night there was still abundance of light ....

Sandy was a beautiful 19 class old womanhood, petite, sensual, light-haired whisker hanging to almost her shoulders, she stood at five foot three column inch with skillful perky breasts.

She was very stun to the eye.

The male child always looking twice to get a second glimpse of her squeamish ass.

Her self-confidence did n't quite equate her rude beauty, she would favor to get into get over suit and rugby New Jersey.

Sandy had a very base approach to living, she felt at nursing home in the timber and foot hills surrounding where she lived.

She loved exploring these areas round her home, It was safe to say the forest was Sandy 's element.

The spark was starting to set, with a very yellow-brown colour to the forest deep, the colouring crossed with a dark shadow. The day was in its Twilight.

Sandy was alone in the cognitive process of doing the Barney Earl track, a beautiful walk filled with native species. She had done this manner of walking plenty of times, she felt so comfortable in the fact she was here again today.

Sandy was about to finish up her pass, oral sex to the car and nous home ... ..

She gasped and took in a heavy breath of air, the air was different odd but also felt so right ... ..

Sandy took in a large breather again, the air was blockheaded musky, and very penetrating to the senses.

Her sinus were becoming blocked, she struggled for breathing time ... ..

Sandy was still in the wilderness, still on the same track..there was a secure mist, something in the flatus ... ..It was a mix of perfume and she felt a strange industrial plant energy ... ..

Sandy was walking along breathing in the vibrant energy, it was a sexual vigour ... blend with lavender and smelling erotic in the mix.

What is this Lavender fun smell ... she felt ... what is this Energy her common sense screaming..

Sandy base on balls on, the night appears, the forest becomes pitch black.

She's flavour odd, some sort of exotic toxic condition. She sneezes giving her a release from the pollen like pith blocking her nose, she reaches around and takes out her drink bottleful has a drink ....

Thinking she should be feeling panicked and scared, she realises she is the exact opposite with not a upkeep in the macrocosm.

She takes another drink of water supply and spits out some of the intoxicating purpleness pollen which is filling the air,

Panicking but excited she blows her nose allowing her to breath properly once more.

Her thoughts were consuming her, sexual thoughts .... All she could think of was sex, being fucked, fucking, masturbation, being nude sandy was intoxicatingly horny.

She oddly starts rubbing her crutch against a easygoing decomposition tree ambo, dry humping it ... .Sandy 's vagina was dripping wet, soaking her scanty she felt pressure in her bra almost if her bosom had grown. She was vestal ecstatic.

The moon was now bright in the sky illuminating the Forrest bellow, Sandy breaths deeply as another blume of pollen like substance engulfs her.

She steps away from the log, showing a wickedness stain on her tights where she has been rubbing her ego ! ... .Intrigued by the bloom she starts walking into the wind.

Sandy felt sot, more tipsy in control but carefree, surges of ecstasy were filling her body, she felt so good, so alive and so corneous.

Her teat rubbed against her bra started to send her into sexual bliss, she felt care free, taking off her coterie and throwing it to the ground. She takes of her hoodie and another Wave of lavender engulfs her once more, what is causing this ? what could it be is it even safe ? ... she ponders.

Even if she wanted to run or turn tail, she could n't ... ... the pollen like material triggered her central inherent aptitude, she felt wild, alive, like the out side of meat world doesn't exist, it was a bare thought and far away. She felt at home in the Forrest, well-to-do in her nakedness, all she wanted to do was ascertain what ever this was ... and where it was leading her.

Sandy walked for what felt like fifteen minutes or so, the peak were getting substantial they were no longer blocking her but rather energising her.

sweating, but not the usual sweat, it was a type of lubricating perspiration, similar to male pre cum and vaginal lubricant.

She was covered head to toe, she knew she smelt absolutely devine.

She smelt like savage flowers and lavender, a veridical earthy rude smell, her whole body was tingling she felt so good.

Her clothing rubbed against her, sending her into heavenly bliss ... ...

As she is walking along the track starts to spread up into glade ...

As she walks into the clearing, guided by the lunar month lit sky ... she sees a pit in the gist, as her oculus adjust in the fading moonlight, she notices salad days of lavender pollinating the night air, its the very blooming which enticed her here she realises as she longingly advances.

As she approaches the pit swayed by the unknown flower that are airborne, she looks down and notices the bloom is in melted bod as well, dripping all around the pit. The pit was a mix of mud and a brilliant purpleness liquid, a day glow purple lightening up the area and colouring the ground and surrounding shrub.

In the centre a pulsating bloom, the heart, the driving force out, drawing all to its wonderment.

Sandy was taken aback, she gasped in shock .... there before her eyes ... what looked like a slug, maybe a snake crossed with an earth worm.

More like the world worm in the way it moved, but it was large, around four beat, long and almost a foot wide-eyed. It had a mouth, no dentition and one disastrous eye, unlike a insect, it was very nimble and justify moving able to resist grandiloquent if it wanted and it seemed to wish this ....

At the other end lay six tentacles, each about four to five measure in length and around four inched in diameter, at each end of the tentacles where more than mouths spewing air flower and liquid ... .ooozing ... dripping ...

The tentacles moved like a snake, and could help the beast movement or pick things up for its use or pleasures.

It was a giant worm, with six hungry Hydra coming flaying and lying in day radiate purple mud.

At this point in her mind, Sandy was about to willingly fuck it ... she was in its grasp ... ..captivated by the lavender heyday ... .completely subdued and wanting ....

The tentacles raised up to meet her ... ..two reached out and sucked onto each one of her thighs, another onto her right chest. As it aggressively started to take in her, she shuddered in joy, it started to suck harder and harder ... ..

She was fear total, she felt like she was about to get eaten ...

Sweating and gasping in shock, she thought to scream out as she opened her oral fissure, a forth tentacle rears and spits a liquid state into her backtalk, ejaculating a empurpled lavender liquid filling her mouth and running down her face..

Coughing, gasping, spattering ... ... she swallows and tastes in the thick liquid state ... .."oh my god this is Devine `` she yelps ... .a sweet tasting nectar, the honest tasting yield, but better.

Overcome by a equanimity touch, a calm reassurance, she relaxes ... .As her shirt sewing starts to tear away..the ripping sound echoes across the wood ... her breasts exposed to the moonlight..

The tentacles were sucking and ripping, thrashing slowly ... they tear at her shirt, stripping it straight off her uncoerced torso and consuming it, leaving no vestige ....

More ripping audio cut through the night air, disturbing the once calm phone of the woodland ... ... her dungaree are gone ... ... .devoured by another tentacle ... .naked and writhing she sees the remaining tentacles make flying work of her bra and panties ... ... a dominant allele tentacle rears up and devour the belittled patch of hair on her vagina, dissolving all fuzz, leaving her pussy bald, a wet glaze of tentacle juice on her staring pussycat lips, leaving them exposed and glistening in the moonlight.

Sandy was left completely naked, her legs bedspread, nipples erect, standing looking down into the pit ... .she was still wearing her hiking iron heel ....

The tentacles had left bruising on her thigh and chest, the process of removing her apparel was jumpy, however this was of no fear as she felt so estimable, she felt alive.

Her physical structure was tingling and she was covered in the strange cum like sweat, her vagina felt extremely wet, she could finger it dripping down her second joint onto the undercoat ... ..she puts her finger in and tastes herself, it was strange but Henry Sweet ... she gushes, her juices flowing, her puss throbbing.

Sandy looked at beast, straight into its eye, its mouthpiece watering ... .his body was throbbing, swaying, calling her,

she takes her watchstrap, using it to tie her foresightful pilus back ... ..as the blooms and liquid play with her head, making change in her body, a lusting, a longing for something unidentified, a bass surge inside her, she felt nothing else but the pits desire and the urge to be used as it and the tentacles may decide.

She enters the pit, slipping and falling, sliding to the bottom, scraping her petite little ass and drawing blood in the process .... she touches her graze, pedigree flux with purple goo, before she can feel the pain, the beast is on top of her .... forcing its way on to her she submits as she wraps her leg around it 's girth.

They kissed romantically, the beast now kissing her on the lips then neck working it s way down to her breasts, her nipples swollen.

The beast was rough, it was entire of luxuria, she watched as it sucked her nipples, growing them to almost two inches ... ..how was this even possible ? Her unacquainted tiny breasts bursting and her tit so large..

The beast was working its head word down, inching closer to her bald wet gapping cunt, she opened her legs a little wider and it went in hard like a pig into motherfucker.

She was in vestal blissfulness, its worm sucked her clit from its hood, licking frantically, sending her into ecstasy ... ... she had never been fucked like this before ... it was undecomposed ... .the best.

After what seemed to Sandy like and eternity the beast would still on the constant ravishing on her pussy ... ... .to salt lick inside and around her butt hole ... ..sometimes going rich ... ... .she arched her back and moaned uncontrollably, she was totally at the beasts mercy.

the brute was only at the beginning of the courtship, she was only playing with its main worm body persona ....

Another tentacle approached and she started kissing and licking its sass while the chief body part continued licking her ass and pussy.

As she kissed its backtalk, she lovingly swallowed the purple juice, it felt so respectable, tasted so good ... she gushed Sir Thomas More succus ...

She started licking the excess juice on the animal tip, she embraced the new tentacle like she was sucking a big cock ... ... she knew If she stretched her mouth surface to its uttermost she could maybe take it in her pharynx, sucking it, her head telling her that a cock this tumid would n't be very comfortable, her body wanting it as deep as it could go. No way was she gon na let them the early vauntingly cock like tentacles in any early jam either ... she thought ... ... but what a shame she mused ... ... She hoped the beast was capacity on what it was doing ... .its tongue still deep in her puss and ass licking her to absolute cloud nine ... ....

The savage pulled back, admiring the beautiful women he had, she looked back glowingly ... ... .not seeing but in Divine ecstasy

Intuitively its was reading her mind, it knew she wanted to be fucked in every opening, every muddle, hard and deep as it had planed, he had attracted her here, drawn her with the bloom ... ... It knew how to rein her lust, using bouquet and natural desires, the bloom spreading pheromones ... ... a hole for subdued kitty-cat lips ... ..calling for deep vaginal stimulations.

He liked what he saw, he was happy, hungry for lust. He loved her taste of her vagina, he loved the perceptiveness of all of her ... ..

Sandy 's pussy was dripping down her leg, she loved how she felt, the beast now reared up, standing grandiloquent looking at her, no longer tonguing her ass and puss.

Another tentacle comes in, she starts to kiss and clobber it as it pushes its way in to her rima oris, stretching and straining her oral cavity ... this prison term almost breaking her jaw due to its girth ... ..it starts forcing its way down her pharynx, she struggles for hint, her eyes watering as she blows prig and day glow purple goo out of her nozzle.

The tentacle pulls out blowing batch of purple succus down her throat and on her grimace as it exits ....

Her fear dissipates, something to do with the day glow regal succus again ... she feels calmness ... .She kneeling starts to buss and bat the tentacle, the tentacle once more attempts to throat fuck her, she can finger the girth stretching her insides as it starts pulling out .... only to let her breathing spell. The cinch of this tentacle reaching just below her bosom plate, she realised she was taking in a at least foundation ... .a human foot of swollen thick oozing tentacle ... ..

The remaking tentacles raise her to her feet, each rima oris sucks onto her, sucking like they were when they tore all her cloth of.

This time all six were sucking on her, some were placate kissing softly, others were rougher, giving her dear bites, leaving bruise, the declamatory tentacles were roughly, giving her iniquity purple welts ... .as the bit and sucked her ... ..It was different but she enjoyed the slight pain, wincing, first light, feeling really good.

Two of the tentacles start to snake around her legs, while another two pick her consistence and branch up ... ..wrapping around her tight, she can't relocation, her legs spread all-encompassing open in sitting position..

She knew what was about to pass off, her pussy was about to be fucked hard ... she knew the cinch - four or five in of thick tentacle, more than than a baseball bat more than a fist..

.The largest tentacle moved in between her second joint, she braced her tight wee pussy ... .she took a deep intimation ... The tentacle did n't go for her pussy but went straight into her ass hole forcing its way, stretching, opening her widely ... She had never been ass fucked before ... .She was in pain now, it was hurting, this is ill-timed she thought, her eye were watering. Another tentacle enters her rima oris without warning, once more awe enters her mind, she starts struggling but can not move, the tentacle in her ass is fucking her roughy, going deeper and deeper ... ..She starts to panic .... the vauntingly tentacle in her ass spasm and ejaculates day beam purpleness juice ... .deep ... .in her ass ... ..a deep free energy goes straight into her system, her heart is racing and the go is ten times unassailable than before ... .Her ass muscles start to unwind and she starts to enjoy such a enceinte matter in her, it 's an Energy over load, she starts to throw up day radiate purple all over her tits and the basis ... ..The tentacle in her ass pops out ... .leaving her gaping and allowing the purple juice to dribble out onto the soil, her ass exposed gapping wide with the purple liquidness oozing and heights lighting her anal cannel. Her ass stays open the muscles slowly relaxing dripping succus to the floor.

'' fucking my pussycat `` she begs shouting at the animate being ... ..a tentacle punch hard into her pussy, deep, pumping .... the beast displaying that there is no slow and easy ... ...

In and out, her pussycat gets fucked harder ... .she's feeling her vagina walls stretching, it 's a nice feeling this time ... ..She 's been craving vaginal sex ever since she started smelling the unknown salad days ... ..The tentacle fucks her like it was a cock pushing in out in out, in and out ... .in and out ... it it slips out ... ..Sandy looks down at her ravaged vagina gaping open, making no endeavor to close like it would normally ...., the tentacle slams back in filling to brim, up to the hilt ... ... She was stretched to the limit, so big so powerful, in convention consideration she knew she would be in pain sensation and need hospital discourse ... ... Something to due with the purple juice, the day glow ooze must be some kind of healing drug she thought .... She notices the small-scale bruises caused by the lollipop have vanished all so.

The tentacles drop her to the land, as she squats to get up globules of regal ooze drip out her anus, her kitty-cat drip mold with juice and ooze ... She takes a mo, sorting her self out, getting her breathing space, she looks up at the worm and tentacles ... .staring down at her almost waiting for something,

... she smiles and with two hand scoops up some purple juice ... ..She fray it over her chirpy chest over her thighs, pussy and threw her whisker ... ..She gets down on all fours glowing purple, reaches around spreading her ass cheeks and showing her vagina and ass hole.

She looks the worm in its eye.

She 's ready, the succus has turned her into a get it on machine ... ...

The tentacles start to circle at first ... ... like if the are eyeing up there target ... ... one slams itself into her twat, another her pharynx and finally a large tentacle into her the ass golf hole.

She takes one in every pickle ... getting fucked heavily ... .slowly kickoff then faster ... .one tentacle is sucking on her button ... ..sending her into a orgasm.

The one in her vagina suction onto her g stain, she shudders in bliss ... ... The tentacle in her anus goes in so cryptic she feels impaled ... ..shudders ....

Her pussy squirts vaginal succus everywhere ... ... the beast erupts in go ... .., filling every one of her yap with its day shine liquid ... ... she feels light headed as the savage convulses ... ..she falls unconscious mind due to the energy over load ... ....

Sandy awakes with the sun rise, she is naked only wearing her tramp thrill ... .looking down at her naked body, she sees she has no bruises, she felt great ... her skin was soft smelling of lavender ... ... She looks around ... .there was no preindication of the beast ... ..no pit ... ..She paseo to the empty clearing finds her clique and hoodie and heading base ... ..