The Ravaging in the Forrest

byJag22© Albert Zoo

Sandy was walking in the woodland for about an 60 minutes, it could ingest been longer or shorter but it felt powerful to her.

It was a warm and a hot summer Nox, it felt energised and vibrant in the forest, the air was moist and damp, the sound was vivid, may it be the birdie or insect the orchestra was in to the full sound, adding to the charm of being in the outdoors.

It was approaching dusk but being a beautiful summer Night there was still abundance of light ....

Sandy was a beautiful 19 class old woman, petite, sensual, blonde hair hanging to almost her articulatio humeri, she stood at five human foot three inch with nice perky breasts.

She was very stunning to the eye.

The male child always looking twice to get a minute glimpse of her nice ass.

Her authority did n't quite match her raw lulu, she would choose to wear track case and rugby jersey.

Sandy had a very lowly glide slope to lifespan, she felt at home base in the timberland and groundwork hills surrounding where she lived.

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

The Light Within was starting to set, with a very yellow-brown people of color to the timber oceanic abyss, the colouring crossed with a dark phantasm. The day was in its Twilight.

Sandy was alone in the mental process of doing the Barney Earl course, a beautiful walk filled with native species. She had done this walkway plenty of metre, she felt so comfortable in the fact she was here again today.

Sandy was about to finish up her walk, head to the car and head home ... ..

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

Sandy took in a large breathing spell again, the air was thick musky, and very penetrating to the senses.

Her sinuses were becoming blocked, she struggled for breathing place ... ..

Sandy was still in the wild, still on the same track..there was a strong mist, something in the wind ... ..It was a mix of perfume and she felt a strange works energy ... ..

Sandy was walking along breathing in the vibrant get-up-and-go, it was a sexual energy ... mix with lavender and smelling erotic in the mix.

What is this Lavender fun olfactory perception ... she felt ... what is this zip her weed screaming..

Sandy walks on, the night appears, the timber becomes pitch shameful.

She's tone odd, some form of exotic poisoning. She sneezes giving her a release from the pollen like substance blocking her nose, she reaches around and takes out her drink bottle has a drink ....

Thinking she should be feeling frightened and scared, she realises she is the exact opposite with not a care in the world.

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

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

Her sentiment were consuming her, intimate opinion .... All she could call up of was sex, being fucked, fucking, masturbation, being nude person sandy was intoxicatingly horny.

She oddly starts rubbing her crutch against a soft rotting Tree stump, dry humping it ... .Sandy 's vagina was dripping wet, soaking her panties she felt imperativeness in her bra almost if her boob had grown. She was pure ecstatic.

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

She steps away from the log, showing a non-white spot on her tights where she has been rubbing her self ! ... .Intrigued by the flush she starts walking into the wind.

Sandy felt inebriate, Thomas More tipsy in ascendency but carefree, spate of ecstasy were filling her body, she felt so just, so alive and so horny.

Her teat rubbed against her bra started to send her into intimate walking on air, she felt care rid, taking off her ring 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 escape, she could n't ... ... the pollen like stuff and nonsense triggered her central instincts, she felt savage, awake, like the out side human beings doesn't exist, it was a mere mentation and far away. She felt at home plate in the Forrest, well-off in her nakedness, all she wanted to do was obtain what ever this was ... and where it was leading her.

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

Sweating, but not the usual travail, it was a type of lubricating exertion, similar to male pre cum and vaginal lubricator.

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

She smelt like barbaric flowers and lavender, a real earthy raw olfactory sensation, her unit body was tingling she felt so good.

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

As she is walking along the cut starts to spread out up into clearing ...

As she walks into the clearing, guided by the moon lit sky ... she sees a pit in the centre, as her eyes adjust in the fading moonlight, she notices blooms of lavender pollinating the dark air, its the very prime which enticed her here she realises as she longingly advances.

As she approaches the pit swayed by the strange blooms that are airborne, she looks down and notices the bloom is in liquid form as well, dripping all around the pit. The pit was a mix of mud and a bright purple liquidness, a day glow purple lightening up the region and colouring the ground and surrounding shrub.

In the centre a pulsating bloom, the meat, the driving effect, 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 globe worm in the way it moved, but it was heavy, around four cadence, long and almost a infantry wide. It had a mouth, no teeth and one black eye, unlike a louse, it was very agile and free people moving able-bodied to stand magniloquent if it wanted and it seemed to wish this ....

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

The tentacles moved like a snake, and could serve the beast move or plectron things up for its delectation or pleasures.

It was a giant dirt ball, with six athirst snakes coming flaying and lying in day radiance purpleness mud.

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

The tentacles raised up to fill her ... ..two reached out and sucked onto each one of her thighs, another onto her right on breast. As it aggressively started to suck in her, she shuddered in pleasure, it started to sop up harder and harder ... ..

She was fear broad, she felt like she was about to get deplete ...

Sweating and gasping in impact, she thought to hollo out as she opened her back talk, a forth tentacle rear and spits a liquid into her mouth, ejaculating a violet lavender liquidity filling her oral cavity and running down her face..

Coughing, gasping, spattering ... ... she swallows and perceptiveness in the thick liquidness ... .."oh my god this is Devine `` she yelps ... .a sweet tasting nectar, the best tasting fruit, but better.

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

The tentacles were sucking and ripping, thrashing slowly ... they tear at her shirt, stripping it straight off her unforced body and consuming it, leaving no trace ....

More ripping sounds cut through the night air, disturbing the once calm air speech sound of the timber ... ... her jeans are gone ... ... .devoured by another tentacle ... .naked and writhing she sees the remaining tentacles make warm oeuvre of her bra and step-in ... ... a dominant tentacle rears up and exhaust the pocket-sized fleck of fuzz on her vagina, dissolving all haircloth, leaving her pussy bald, a wet glaze of tentacle succus on her perfect cunt lips, leaving them exposed and glistening in the moonlight.

Sandy was left completely nude, her pegleg spread, nipples erect, standing looking down into the pit ... .she was still wearing her hike iron boot ....

The tentacles had left bruising on her thigh and breast, the process of removing her clothes was rough out, however this was of no concern as she felt so good, she felt alive.

Her body was tingling and she was covered in the strange cum like sweat, her vagina felt extremely wet, she could palpate it dripping down her second joint onto the soil ... ..she puts her finger in and tastes herself, it was extraneous but sweet ... she gushes, her succus flowing, her slit throbbing.

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

she takes her bracelet, using it to tie her recollective hair back ... ..as the blush and liquid caper with her judgement, making change in her trunk, a lusting, a longing for something unknown, a bass rush 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 keister, scraping her petite little ass and drawing stock in the cognitive process .... she touches her grazing, line of descent interracial with purple goo, before she can experience the pain, the fauna is on top of her .... forcing its way on to her she submits as she wraps her branch around it 's girth.

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

The brute was rough, it was full of lust, she watched as it sucked her nipples, growing them to almost two column inch ... ..how was this even potential ? Her sinless petite breasts bursting and her nipples so large..

The wildcat was working its head down, inching closer to her bald wet gapping pussy, she opened her legs a little wider and it went in intemperate like a pig into shit.

She was in pure bliss, its worm sucked her clitoris from its tough, licking frantically, sending her into ecstasy ... ... she had never been fucked like this before ... it was unspoilt ... .the best.

After what seemed to Sandy like and eternity the beast would ease on the never-ending ravishing on her snatch ... ... .to lick inside and around her butt hole ... ..sometimes going deep ... ... .she arched her back and moaned uncontrollably, she was totally at the beast mercy.

the beast was only at the beginning of the courting, she was only playing with its chief worm consistence part ....

Another tentacle approached and she started kissing and licking its mouthpiece while the briny body percentage continued licking her ass and twat.

As she kissed its mouth, she lovingly swallowed the purple juice, it felt so good, tasted so estimable ... she gushed more succus ...

She started licking the surplusage juice on the beasts tip, she embraced the new tentacle like she was sucking a big stopcock ... ... she knew If she stretched her mouth surface to its utmost she could maybe take it in her throat, sucking it, her creative thinker telling her that a cock this great 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 other large cock like tentacles in any other hole either ... she thought ... ... but what a shame she mused ... ... She hoped the creature was content on what it was doing ... .its tongue still deep in her twat and ass licking her to absolute bliss ... ....

The beast 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 orifice, every hole, surd and mysterious as it had planed, he had attracted her here, drawn her with the salad days ... ... It knew how to harness her luxuria, using pleasantness and natural desires, the blooming spreading pheromones ... ... a lying in wait for soft pussy brim ... ..calling for cryptic vaginal stimulations.

He liked what he saw, he was happy, athirst for luxuria. He loved her taste of her vagina, he loved the gustation of all of her ... ..

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

Another tentacle comes in, she starts to osculate and drub it as it pushes its way in to her mouth, stretching and straining her backtalk ... this prison term almost breaking her jaw due to its girth ... ..it starts forcing its way down her throat, she struggles for breath, her eyes watering as she blows snoot and day glow purple goo out of her nose.

The tentacle pulls out blowing wads of purple juice down her throat and on her aspect as it exits ....

Her fear dissipates, something to do with the day glow imperial juice again ... she feels calmness ... .She kneeling starts to kiss and lick the tentacle, the tentacle once more try to throat nooky her, she can feel the girth stretching her insides as it starts pulling out .... only to let her breath. The cinch of this tentacle reaching just below her tit denture, she realised she was taking in a at least ft ... .a foot of swollen-headed loggerheaded oozing tentacle ... ..

The remaking tentacles raise her to her ft, each mouth sucks onto her, sucking like they were when they tore all her fabric of.

This clock time all six were sucking on her, some were gentle kissing softly, others were rougher, giving her love bites, leaving bruises, the magnanimous tentacles were boisterous, giving her iniquity purple welts ... .as the bit and sucked her ... ..It was different but she enjoyed the slight hurting, wincing, break of day, feeling really good.

Two of the tentacles start to snake around her legs, while another two pick her body and weapon system up ... ..wrapping around her tight, she can't move, her legs spread wide undefended in sitting position..

She knew what was about to pass off, her pussy was about to be fucked operose ... she knew the girth - four or five inch of wooden-headed tentacle, more than a baseball game bat Thomas More than a fist..

.The enceinte tentacle moved in between her thighs, she braced her stiff wee pussy ... .she took a bass breather ... The tentacle did n't go for her pussy but went straight into her ass hole forcing its way, stretching, opening her wide-cut ... She had never been ass fucked before ... .She was in pain now, it was hurting, this is wrong she thought, her eyes were watering. Another tentacle enters her mouth without warning, once More dread enters her judgement, 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 large tentacle in her ass muscle spasm and ejaculates day luminescence purple juice ... .deep ... .in her ass ... ..a deep energy goes straight into her organisation, her heart is racing and the raptus is ten times stronger than before ... .Her ass muscles start to relax and she starts to enjoy such a large thing in her, it 's an energy over load, she starts to throw up day glow purple all over her knocker and the ground ... ..The tentacle in her ass pops out ... .leaving her gaping and allowing the regal juice to drip out onto the primer, her ass exposed gapping broad with the purple liquidity oozing and gamy lighting her anal retentive cannel. Her ass stays afford the muscles slowly relaxing dripping juice to the floor.

'' Fuck my puss `` she begs shouting at the beast ... ..a tentacle slug hard into her pussy, thick, pumping .... the beast displaying that there is no slow and easily ... ...

In and out, her pussy gets fucked harder ... .she's feeling her vagina paries stretching, it 's a gracious tactual sensation this sentence ... ..She 's been craving vaginal sex ever since she started smelling the unusual bloom ... ..The tentacle fucks her like it was a shaft 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 attempt to close up like it would normally ...., the tentacle slams back in filling to brim, up to the hilt ... ... She was stretched to the limitation, so big so powerful, in pattern circumstances she knew she would be in pain and demand infirmary intervention ... ... Something to due with the purple succus, the day glow ooze must be some sort of healing drug she thought .... She notices the small bruise caused by the fool have vanished all so.

The tentacles drop her to the ground, as she squats to get up globules of purple slime trickle out her anus, her snatch drips with juice and ooze ... She takes a present moment, sorting her self out, getting her breath, she looks up at the worm and tentacles ... .staring down at her almost waiting for something,

... she smiles and with two hands scoops up some purple juice ... ..She fray it over her perky breasts over her thigh, pussy and threw her hair's-breadth ... ..She gets down on all quatern glowing purpleness, 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 screwing machine ... ...

The tentacles start to circle at first-class honours degree ... ... like if the are eyeing up there fair game ... ... one slams itself into her pussy, another her throat and finally a large tentacle into her the ass hole.

She takes one in every hole ... getting fucked intemperate ... .slowly first-class honours degree then faster ... .one tentacle is sucking on her clit ... ..sending her into a coming.

The one in her vagina suck onto her g spot, she shudders in walking on air ... ... The tentacle in her anus goes in so inscrutable she feels impaled ... ..shudders ....

Her twat squirts vaginal juice everywhere ... ... the wildcat erupts in X ... .., filling every one of her holes with its day shine liquid ... ... she feels light headed as the beast convulses ... ..she falls unconscious mind due to the energy over load ... ....

Sandy awakes with the sun rising, she is nude only wearing her hiking boots ... .looking down at her naked body, she sees she has no bruise, she felt great ... her hide was diffused smell of lavender ... ... She looks around ... .there was no augury of the beast ... ..no pit ... ..She walks to the vacate clearing finds her ingroup and hoodie and head home ... ..