The hunter had tracked this deliver halfway across the woods, almost a good week of tracking, following, and planning. The bear was a gravid female, she had been harassing a vacationing family line at their cabin, enough so that they called in the sheriff to get a Hunter on the case. With a leaden sigh the hunter rests his book binding against a tree, keeping his rifle close by. He had disagreed with the reasoning, these forests belonged to her foresightful before the kinfolk got here, as far as he could see she had done nil ill-timed, but money is money. The sun was setting, a dim Orange light broke through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, spilling into the timberland and gently illuminating the den where he had tracked the bear, he had n't seen her leave-taking, there was no other dodging, there would soon come the time that the two would get together, and decision would ingest to be made. A dull snap echoed through the forest, she was emerging from the cave, now would be the time that he finally got to see the facial expression of the creature he had been chasing down all this time.

Slowly peering over the rock, the blunt gleam of the setting sun provided poor profile for the Hunter, he saw shadows all around him and heard more noises than just wet snapping of branches under grueling bear manus. Trying to focus on the bear 's tincture and sounds, blocking out all else, he moved into a somewhat open blank space with a clear prospect of the shadow, he raised his rifle, and with the head word of the grizzly shadow caught in its crosshairs he fired. But instead of a thud of carry corp hitting the forest level he heard the carom of bullet against Rock. Having allowed his hasty scene and miserable visibility to get the better of him the hunter now panicked, knowing that the bear now knew his position, while he did not roll in the hay it 's. Another snapping strait from somewhere behind him, far too close for comfortableness, this was the end, but he would at least try to fight his way out of this bad end. With all the strength he could summon powered into his legs the hunter leaped to standing and spun on his heals to face the wolf, which as he anticipated was towering over him, her giant foggy paws raised in the air, and before he could even react he caught the entire force of her bear shove with his rifle and his chest, throwing him backwards into a Tree, and in an instant, he was unconscious.

Jolts of annoyance blastoff through the hunters'head, throbbing like a concern, but so much more intense. He kept his oculus shut, and luckily the painfulness began to subside very quickly. In its place the pain was replaced with an odd feel, almost like delight, but somewhat more .... coarse ? It was an odd feeling, and for a moment the Hunter could n't call back what had been happening prior to the head botheration and the shadow, so instead of trying to remember he sat there, eye still closed and slowly beginning to enjoy this strangely gratifying sensation. Almost a full minute passed, mostly all the pain in the neck had subsided and his judgement now cleared to the point of remembering the details leading up to his current situation. He remembered the timberland, the walk, the bear, and then he remembered the tussle and for a moment was confused and surprised to still be active. Opening his eyes slowly he could see a vauntingly physique directly in front man of him, he was laying on the dry land, his head was against a tree and his body was stretched out in front of him, but he could not see his pes, or his legs, or anything below his waistline, just a large Robert Brown mass of ... fur ... His eye opened wide and when his vision cleared he saw the bear, it 's boastfully paws holding down the Orion'stomach and leg, while a long, wet tongue rolled and flicked over his surprisingly erect pecker. He was stunned into secretiveness, both by the situation and how good it felt.

The hunting watch stifled his moan, he wondered if maybe the bear was toying with what it assumed to be a very dead hunter, he was afraid of moaning too loudly in case he inadvertently caused the bear to stop him off, and not in the way he was sort of hoping for. All specie of bear have notoriously long tongues, some almost a foot long ... the huntsman always found fauna facts like this useless and boring, he would constantly conceive to himself `` in what place would you ever need to make love this ? How would that even be practical ? '' Well the hunter certain felt stupid now, because the foot-long natural language was now coiled around his own somewhat impressive 10 column inch of man meat and he was having to seize with teeth his own natural language to stop himself from shooting the heaviest shipment of cum into the hungry bears pink, wanting pharynx. His hired hand gripped the shit and grass by his sides and he watched in awe as the bear went to mould on him like an expensive top-shelf whore who really needed a new purse. For a minute his center met with the bear 's and his heart stopped, the cerebration that it was all over but the bear just broke the stare and went back to focussing on its oral piece of work. He knew that the bear was aware he was both live and awake, so what was its motivation for this behavior ? With an hearable moan the Orion gave in to the pleasure and let go of all logical thinking, he sank into the dirt and rubbed the bears head with one hand, gently coaxing it into taking some of his phallus into its hot maw, which it seemed more than happy to do.

Like a patient teacher the hunter began to take the bears move and she willingly accepted his input. Bobbing her point up and down the hunting watch now realised that due to the duration of her maw and deepness of her back talk the Hunter could fit the hale length of his cock in the bears mouth with rest without causing any uncomfortableness to anyone. So, he did just that, with both his hired hand on the bears head, gently rubbing her and lowering her head down his ray of light until her nose eternal rest against his pubis, all the while she continued to lick and stroke his head teacher and shaft with her long, slippery tongue. On occasion that tongue would emerge from the bears backtalk and run over the Orion'profound balls which were on the sceptre of dropping a huge warhead. The bear had rolled onto its side and the hunter could see quite easily that the bears slit was twitching and winking erotically, fluids trailed out from the pink cleft and shimmered in the dim igniter of the Sun Myung Moon and the genius which had shifted overhead while the hunter was out. He did n't cognize what compelled him, but the hunter could n't facilitate but reach over and dip his power finger into the bears glistening honey-pot, he tested for a reaction, and when he had submerged his finger up to the knuckle joint and began to rub down the inside of her cunt he seemed to detect a worthy one, in that the bear would retard its own social movement and would periodically close her eyes as if to savor the flavor. The hunting watch took this as a compliment and as he could find his first base encumbrance construction and ready to release, he decided to slue a second finger into the bear, causing a cascade of silklike fluids to pour from her pussy.

The hunter had now began grunting and moaning loudly getting ready to shove off his load any secondly now, at the same time the bear seemed to be tightening around the man's finger's breadth, her vaginal wall constricting and convulsing as she no incertitude reached an orgasm of her own. With one loud oink the hunter pressed down on the bears head with one hand and bottomed out his fingers in the bears pussy, gripping tightly and putting pressure on her confection place. His glob tightened up and his pecker throbbed in the mouth of his grizzly partner, her mouth tightened up slightly, her tongue milking his calamus as the Orion shot a pent-up load of hot cum up into the bears mouth with with child force. Closing its mouth over the base of the hunters throbbing turncock the bear drank his seed like an overflowing fountain, he could hear an audible gulp from the bear as she swallowed his thick cum happily, her organic structure shuddering as she reached an earth-shattering sexual climax, the likes of which she had never experienced.

With the unlikely pair left puff and spent, there was an awkward and somewhat unsettle feeling setting in to the Orion. Now that he had entertained the bear it was probably about time that he made a speedy escape, before she decided to eat to a greater extent than just his seed. As he began to fend and scan the arena for his bloomers the huntsman noticed the bear was on all quadruplet before him, her face unaired to the turd, and her ass raised eminent into the air, almost as though she were presenting herself to a mate, and in a way, that is exactly what she was doing. The site of her drooling bear-cunt had once more instilled a bitter filament of arousal into the hunter, and he once again found himself erect, despite having just dropped the heaviest load of his full biography into that warm, wet bear throat. What kind of man would he be to authorize up an opportunity like this ? The hunter did not design to find oneself out, he moved with determination and purpose towards the bear, gripping her soft and bleary pelvis and squatting down to formally introduce himself to the expanse he 'd be spending the next little while.

With a single snuff, the hunter decided that the bear was probably still cleaner than a lot of women he had slept with and decided to pay her back for the fantastic handling before. His spit may not have been anywhere near as large or as rough-textured as her own, but the hunter brought new traits to the table that the bear would likely have never experienced, a soft slick magazine tongue, and knowledge on how to put it to full use. His tongue explored the opening of the bears juicy slit and he was surprised to find it tasted rather pleasant, and so he spent the next few minutes flicking and tongue-fucking the bears pussy, not as though she required further lubricating, but more just because it was sort of fun. Planting one last gentle osculation on her puffy, twitching kitty, the hunter stood, his fellow member was once again at full mast and he was ready to take aim the plunge into the wild story he would ever drunkenly differentiate his friends, and shamefully tell his therapist.

With a ready prayer and a curing of firmness, the man stepped forward, plunging ten compact inch of man meat abstruse into warm, tight bear pussy and letting out a mysterious moan as he did so. He could never let imagined that anything could ever feel this good, he had been with `` virgin '' who were nowhere near this tight. The compressed twat he had ever fucked now felt like opening a window and fucking the Nox itself compared to this celestial frailty of garden pink flesh that he was currently balls recondite in. When he hilted into the bear he stopped for a second to allow both himself and her to get accustomed to the tone. After a few mo of savouring the feeling the man pulled back until only the head of his shaft was still inside, and then with all his military unit he slammed his hips forward once more, his balls slapping against the downlike under-fur, the bear even letting out a gratify, pleasurable moan. It sounded somewhat like a growl, but he could feel that there was to a greater extent heat to it than any he had heard before.

The pleasure was indescribable, and before foresightful it took over him, until all he could do was thrust his hips to the rhythm of his ever-increasing heartbeat. Like a jack-hammer the hunter pounded his hip against the bears stern, his thick cock burying and removing itself from her taut cunt as he did so. had he not cum only proceedings ago he would surely have already done so from the tightness alone, her pussy felt as though it was sucking on his shaft, desperately trying to milk his cargo into her womb, and the hunter did n't have the heart or patience to try and explain that his seed would n't do her any good. So instead he pounded, like a man gone mad he thrust and bucked his hips like he too was a wild beast desperately trying to engender a bitch in heat. The pleasure was draining his stamina, but his hips would not fall in out, his branch on the early hand struggled to keep up, the hunting watch leaned forward, draping himself over his grizzly lover and hugging her tightly for support, as a bear he knew she was strong enough to support his exercising weight and so he rested about of it upon her, leaving enough on the ground to work as leverage for his poking. Glancing over her articulatio humeri he could see the bears face, she had the slope of her aspect resting on the ground and her recollective tongue was unfurled in social movement of her like a red carpet, it was obvious that she was enjoying herself, and by the flavor on her nerve maybe even more-so than the hunter.

Apparently having grown shopworn of standing too, the bear lowered it 's parent, now laying on the ground and allowing the Orion to kneel instead of standing. She moaned and groaned, growling in an almost adorable way as the man continued to sleep with his way to orgasm. He could now finger his balls swelling with another load, they felt tight and heavy like he had n't cum in a month, despite having done so only a abruptly while ago. With the way that the bears pussy was convulsing and rippling around his thick, throbbing irradiation, he could tell that she too was close to the edge, and he was n't about to disappoint her now. And so, the hunter doubled down his efforts and began slamming his dick ten inches deep into the bears pussy, wet slapping sounds of heavy musket ball on moist fur echoed through the timberland as the Orion put in his work. Sticky juice oozed and spat from the bears cunt as the hunting watch ravished her, a small puddle pooling on the level beneath them, moistening the territory and allowing the hunter to swallow his knees deep into the filth to grant him maximum strength and speed in his stab. Pressing his face against her foggy back and hugging her tightly, the man moaned loudly as cum exploded from the tip of his prick, the bear growled in pleasure as she reached a powerful orgasm from the continuous pounding of the man pushing his thick, hot cum deep inside her pussy, all the way to her cervix.

His cum flooded her uterus, had the man also been a bear fertilisation would have been a definite succeeder. The persuasiveness drained fast from his body as he poured shot after snap of cum into the bears tight pussy and his pumping slowed to a halt. For a present moment he remained still, his now flaccid cock slowly pulled out of her twat, and with it a flow of hot cum flowed down her wet fur and into the puddle beneath them to mix with the other fluids. Panting heavily the bear lay still, glad, and spent. For a import the hunter did the same, enjoying the afterglow with his companion for various minutes before finding what scraps he could of his bloomers, and making his way back to civilisation, though he had a distinct feeling that he might have to come back to this neck of the Sir Henry Joseph Wood for another visit very soon .