The hunter had tracked this gestate halfway across the forest, almost a full-of-the-moon week of tracking, following, and provision. The bear was a great female person, she had been harassing a vacationing class at their cabin, enough so that they called in the sheriff to get a hunter on the case. With a heavy sigh the Orion rests his back against a tree, keeping his rifle close by. He had disagreed with the reasoning, these forests belonged to her farsighted before the fellowship got here, as far as he could see she had done nothing incorrect, but money is money. The sun was setting, a dim orange ignitor broke through the trees, spilling into the wood and gently illuminating the den where he had tracked the bear, he had n't seen her leave, there was no former outflow, there would soon come the sentence that the two would meet, and decisiveness would birth 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 face of the wight he had been chasing down all this time.

Slowly peering over the rock, the dull glow of the setting sun provided poor people visibility for the hunter, he saw shadows all around him and heard Thomas More noises than just wet snapping of branches under punishing contain paws. Trying to focus on the bear 's tail and strait, blocking out all else, he moved into a somewhat open outer space with a clear view of the shadow, he raised his rifle, and with the head of the grey-haired shadow caught in its crosshairs he fired. But instead of a thud of bear corps hitting the forest storey he heard the ricochet of bullet train against rock. Having allowed his overhasty shot and pitiful visibility to get the bettor of him the Hunter now panicked, knowing that the bear now knew his attitude, while he did not know it 's. Another snapping sound from somewhere behind him, far too come together 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 muster powered into his legs the Orion leaped to standing and reel on his heals to face the beast, which as he anticipated was towering over him, her giant bleary paws raised in the air, and before he could even react he caught the full force of her bear shove with his rifle and his chest, throwing him backwards into a Tree, and in an split second, he was unconscious.

jounce of pain shot through the hunting watch'head, throbbing like a worry, but so much More vivid. He kept his eyes shut, and luckily the pain began to settle very quickly. In its place the pain in the neck was replaced with an odd look, almost like pleasure, but somewhat more .... coarse ? It was an odd feeling, and for a moment the huntsman could n't think of what had been happening prior to the caput pain sensation and the wickedness, so instead of trying to remember he sat there, eyes still closed and slowly beginning to enjoy this strangely pleasurable maven. Almost a to the full mo passed, mostly all the pain sensation had subsided and his mind now cleared to the point in time of remembering the detail leading up to his electric current place. He remembered the timber, the walk, the bear, and then he remembered the dogfight and for a moment was confused and surprised to still be live. Opening his eyes slowly he could see a tumid shape directly in front of him, he was laying on the ground, his head was against a tree and his body was stretched out in nominal head of him, but he could not see his metrical foot, or his wooden leg, or anything below his waist, just a large brown mass of ... fur ... His heart opened all-embracing and when his visual modality cleared he saw the bear, it 's magnanimous paws holding down the hunter'stomach and legs, while a long, wet knife rolled and flicked over his surprisingly erect prick. He was stunned into silence, both by the situation and how full it felt.

The hunter stifled his groan, he wondered if maybe the bear was toying with what it assumed to be a very suddenly Orion, he was afraid of moaning too loudly in case he inadvertently caused the bear to finish him off, and not in the way he was sort of hoping for. All species of bear have notoriously long tongues, some almost a metrical foot long ... the hunter always found animal facts like this useless and boring, he would constantly think to himself `` in what state of affairs would you ever need to know this ? How would that even be practical ? '' Well the hunter sure enough felt stupid now, because the foot-long tongue was now coiled around his own somewhat telling 10 inch of man meat and he was having to prick his own tongue to stop himself from shooting the heaviest load of cum into the hungry bears pink, wanting throat. His mitt gripped the dirt and grass by his sides and he watched in awe as the bear went to crop on him like an expensive top-shelf whore who really needed a new bag. For a moment his eyes met with the bear 's and his heart stopped, the thinking that it was all over but the bear just broke the stare and went back to focussing on its viva work. He knew that the bear was aware he was both alive and awake, so what was its need for this behavior ? With an hearable moan the huntsman gave in to the pleasure and let go of all reasoning, he sank into the dirt and rubbed the bears head with one deal, gently coaxing it into taking some of his penis into its hot maw, which it seemed more than glad to do.

Like a patient teacher the hunter began to lead the bears movements and she willingly accepted his remark. Bobbing her head teacher up and down the hunter now realised that due to the distance of her maw and profundity of her mouth the hunter could fit the unit distance of his cock in the bears mouth with ease without causing any discomfort to anyone. So, he did just that, with both his script on the bears head, gently rubbing her and lowering her head down his shaft until her nose rest against his os pubis, all the while she continued to drub and stroke his read/write head and rotating shaft with her long, slippery natural language. On occasion that tongue would emerge from the bears sassing and run over the hunters'lumbering balls which were on the verge of dropping a vast load. The bear had rolled onto its side and the hunter could see quite easily that the bears pussy was twitching and winking erotically, fluids trailed out from the pinko crevice and shimmered in the dim light of the moon and the stars which had shifted overhead while the hunter was out. He did n't experience what compelled him, but the hunter could n't help but get to over and dip his indicant fingerbreadth into the bears glistening honey-pot, he tested for a reaction, and when he had submerged his finger up to the knuckle and began to massage the inside of her slit he seemed to ascertain a worthy one, in that the bear would slow its own movements and would periodically shut her centre as if to relish the feeling. The hunter took this as a compliment and as he could feel his first load building and ready to loose, he decided to slide a secondment finger into the bear, causing a cascade of cunning fluids to pour from her pussy.

The hunting watch had now began grunting and moaning loudly getting ready to blow his load any second now, at the same fourth dimension the bear seemed to be tightening around the man's digit, her vaginal walls constricting and convulsing as she no uncertainty reached an coming of her own. With one loud oink the hunting watch 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 sweet post. His clod tightened up and his cock throbbed in the backtalk of his silvertip better half, her mouth tightened up slightly, her glossa milking his beam as the Orion shot a pent-up load of hot cum up into the bears mouth with great force. Closing its mouth over the base of the hunters throbbing cock the bear drank his seminal fluid like an overflowing jet, he could get wind an hearable swig from the bear as she swallowed his wooden-headed cum happily, her body shuddering as she reached an earth-shattering orgasm, the the like of which she had never experienced.

With the unlikely pair left panting and exhausted, there was an awkward and somewhat unnerve feeling setting in to the hunter. Now that he had entertained the bear it was probably about time that he made a speedy outflow, before she decided to eat more than just his ejaculate. As he began to stand and scan the area for his gasp the hunter noticed the bear was on all tetrad before him, her face closely to the dirt, and her ass raised mellow 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 situation of her drooling bear-cunt had once more instilled a virulent strand of stimulation into the hunter, and he once again found himself erect, despite having just dropped the enceinte load of his entire life into that warm, wet bear throat. What variety of man would he be to go through up an opportunity like this ? The hunter did not be after to feel out, he moved with decision and purpose towards the bear, gripping her soft and fuzzy hips and squatting down to formally introduce himself to the area he 'd be spending the next petty while.

With a single sniff, the Orion decided that the bear was probably still cleaner than a lot of char he had slept with and decided to pay her back for the howling treatment before. His tongue may not let been anywhere near as great or as textured as her own, but the hunter brought new traits to the table that the bear would likely have never experienced, a soft slick knife, and knowledge on how to put it to skilful use. His glossa explored the opening of the bears juicy slit and he was surprised to chance 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 variety of fun. Planting one last aristocratical kiss on her puffy, twitching puss, the Hunter stood, his member was once again at full mast and he was cook to take the dip into the wildest tale he would ever drunkenly tell his friends, and shamefully say his therapist.

With a straightaway supplicant and a solidifying of resolves, the man stepped forward, plunging ten thick in of man heart oceanic abyss into affectionate, tight bear pussy and letting out a deep moan as he did so. He could never have imagined that anything could ever find this good, he had been with `` virgin '' who were nowhere near this tight. The tightest pussy he had ever fucked now felt like opening a window and fucking the night itself compared to this heavenly vice of garden pink flesh that he was currently balls recondite in. When he hilted into the bear he stopped for a here and now to allow both himself and her to get accustomed to the feeling. After a few moments of savouring the feeling the man pulled back until only the headland of his shaft was still inside, and then with all his military group he slammed his hips forward once more, his globe slapping against the flossy under-fur, the bear even letting out a satisfied, pleasurable moan. It sounded somewhat like a growl, but he could sense that there was more than love to it than any he had heard before.

The pleasure was indefinable, and before long it took over him, until all he could do was thrust his pelvic arch to the round of his ever-increasing pulse. Like a jack-hammer the hunter pounded his renal pelvis against the bears rump, his thick cock burying and removing itself from her taut bitch as he did so. had he not cum only minutes ago he would surely have already done so from the niggardness alone, her pussy felt as though it was sucking on his cock, desperately trying to milk his freight into her uterus, and the hunter did n't accept the ticker or patience to try and explicate that his seed would n't do her any serious. So instead he pounded, like a man gone mad he thrust and bucked his hips like he too was a natural state animal desperately trying to breed a cunt in hotness. The delight was draining his toughness, but his rosehip would not commit out, his legs on the other handwriting struggled to continue up, the Orion leaned forward, draping himself over his grizzly lover and hugging her tightly for musical accompaniment, as a bear he knew she was strong enough to subscribe his weight and so he rested most of it upon her, leaving enough on the ground to work as leverage for his thrusts. Glancing over her articulatio humeri he could see the bears face, she had the side of meat of her cheek resting on the primer coat and her foresightful tongue was unfurled in movement of her like a red carpeting, it was obvious that she was enjoying herself, and by the facial expression on her case maybe even more-so than the hunter.

Apparently having grown well-worn of standing too, the bear lowered it 's bring up, 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 hump his way to orgasm. He could now finger his orb swelling with another loading, they felt mingy and sonorous like he had n't cum in a calendar month, despite having done so only a scant while ago. With the way that the bears kitty was convulsing and rippling around his thick, throbbing beam of light, he could tell that she too was close-fitting to the boundary, and he was n't about to let down 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 glob on moist fur echoed through the timberland as the Orion put in his work. Sticky juices oozed and spat from the bears cunt as the hunter ravished her, a small puddle pooling on the floor beneath them, moistening the land and allowing the hunter to bury his knee deep into the dirt to hand him maximum strength and speed in his thrusts. Pressing his face against her muzzy back and hugging her tightly, the man moaned loudly as cum exploded from the tip of his dick, the bear growled in pleasure as she reached a mightily climax 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 womb, had the man also been a bear impregnation would receive been a definite succeeder. The strength drained fast from his body as he poured shot after guess of cum into the bears miserly puss and his pumping slowed to a halt. For a moment he remained still, his now flaccid cock slowly pulled out of her twat, and with it a stream 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, happy, and spent. For a mo the huntsman did the same, enjoying the afterglow with his comrade for several mo before finding what scraps he could of his pants, and making his way back to civilisation, though he had a discrete belief that he might have to come back to this neck of the forest for another visit very soon .