The ravaging in the Forrest

byJag22© Albert Zoo

Sandy was walking in the woodland for about an hour, it could stimulate been longer or scant but it felt right to her.

It was a strong and a hot summer night, it felt energised and vivacious in the timber, the air was moist and damp, the sound was vivid, may it be the bird or insect the orchestra was in full sound, adding to the appeal of being in the outdoors.

It was approaching gloaming but being a beautiful summer night there was still abundance of lighting ....

Sandy was a beautiful 19 year old cleaning lady, petite, sensual, blonde hair hanging to almost her shoulders, she stood at five ft three inches with nice perky breasts.

She was very stun to the eye.

The male child always looking twice to get a moment glimpse of her Nice ass.

Her confidence did n't quite match her instinctive beauty, she would favor to outwear traverse suits and rugby T-shirt.

Sandy had a very humble approach to life, she felt at home in the forests and foot hills surrounding where she lived.

She loved exploring these orbit round her home plate, It was safe to say the timber was Sandy 's element.

The light was starting to set, with a very amber colour to the forest deep, the colours crossed with a night shadow. The day was in its Twilight.

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

Sandy was about to complete up her walk of life, head to the car and forefront rest home ... ..

She gasped and took in a with child breathing space of air, the air was different odd but also felt so proper ... ..

Sandy took in a large breath again, the air was thick-skulled musky, and very penetrating to the senses.

Her sinuses were becoming blocked, she struggled for breath ... ..

Sandy was still in the wild, still on the Saami track..there was a substantial mist, something in the wind ... ..It was a mix of perfume and she felt a strange plant life get-up-and-go ... ..

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

What is this Lavender fun smell ... she felt ... what is this vitality her senses screaming..

Sandy paseo on, the night appears, the forest becomes pitch black.

She's feeling odd, some sort 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 nursing bottle has a drinkable ....

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

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

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

Her thought were consuming her, sexual thoughts .... All she could consider of was sex, being fucked, fucking, masturbation, being au naturel sandy was intoxicatingly horny.

She oddly starts rubbing her crutch against a gentle rotting Tree rostrum, dry humping it ... .Sandy 's vagina was dripping wet, soaking her step-in she felt press in her bra almost if her breasts had grown. She was staring ecstatic.

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

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

Sandy felt inebriate, more tipsy in restraint but carefree, surge of ecstasy were filling her body, she felt so good, so alive and so horny.

Her pap rubbed against her bra started to broadcast her into intimate walking on air, she felt care innocent, taking off her face pack and throwing it to the primer coat. She takes of her hoodie and another undulation 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 hooey triggered her primal instinct, she felt wild, awake, like the out side domain doesn't exist, it was a simple thought and far away. She felt at home plate in the Forrest, comfortable in her nudity, all she wanted to do was find what ever this was ... and where it was leading her.

Sandy walked for what felt like 15 instant or so, the flower were getting stronger they were no longer blocking her but rather energising her.

Sweating, but not the common sweat, it was a type of lubricating sweat, standardised to male pre cum and vaginal lubricant.

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

She smelt like dotty blossom and lavender, a literal earthy natural sense of smell, her hale torso 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 unfold up into clearing ...

As she walks into the glade, guided by the lunation lit sky ... she sees a pit in the nerve center, as her eyes adjust in the attenuation moonlight, she notices flower of lavender pollinating the night air, its the very blooms which enticed her here she realises as she longingly advances.

As she approaches the pit swayed by the unusual blooms that are airborne, she looks down and notices the prime is in fluid grade as well, dripping all around the pit. The pit was a mix of mud and a brilliantly purple liquidness, a day glow purple lightening up the area and colouring the ground and surrounding bush.

In the nerve centre a pulsating bloom, the spunk, the driving force, drawing all to its wonderment.

Sandy was taken aback, she gasped in impact .... there before her eyes ... what looked like a slug, maybe a ophidian crossed with an terra firma worm.

More like the earth insect in the way it moved, but it was boastfully, around four cadence, long and almost a foot wide. It had a mouthpiece, no teeth and one Joseph Black eye, unlike a louse, it was very nimble and relinquish moving able to stand tall if it wanted and it seemed to like 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 backtalk spewing air flush and liquid ... .ooozing ... dripping ...

The tentacles moved like a snake, and could help the animate being motility or pick things up for its enjoyment or pleasures.

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

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

The tentacles raised up to get together her ... ..two reached out and sucked onto each one of her second joint, another onto her the right way tit. As it aggressively started to suck her, she shuddered in delight, it started to suck in harder and harder ... ..

She was awe wide-cut, she felt like she was about to get eaten ...

sweating and gasping in shock, she thought to yell out as she opened her sassing, a forward tentacle posterior and spits a liquidness into her mouth, ejaculating a purple lavender liquidness filling her mouth and running down her face..

coughing, gasping, spattering ... ... she swallows and tastes in the thick liquid ... .."oh my god this is Devine `` she yelps ... .a cherubic tasting ambrosia, the respectable degustation yield, but advantageously.

Overcome by a calm feeling, a equanimity reassurance, she relaxes ... .As her shirt sewing starts to pull away..the ripping sound reverberation across the forest ... her white meat exposed to the moonlight..

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

More ripping auditory sensation cut through the Nox air, disturbing the once equanimity speech sound of the forest ... ... her jeans are gone ... ... .devoured by another tentacle ... .naked and writhing she sees the remaining tentacles make ready body of work of her bra and step-in ... ... a prevalent tentacle rears up and eat the modest patch of haircloth on her vagina, dissolving all hair, leaving her pussy bald, a wet glaze of tentacle succus on her complete slit sass, leaving them exposed and glistening in the moonlight.

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

The tentacles had left bruising on her second joint and boob, the outgrowth of removing her clothes was rasping, however this was of no vexation as she felt so serious, she felt alive.

Her soundbox was tingling and she was covered in the strange cum like sweat, her vagina felt extremely wet, she could find it dripping down her thighs onto the ground ... ..she puts her finger in and tastes herself, it was foreign but sweet ... she gushes, her juices flowing, her pussy throbbing.

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

she takes her bracelet, using it to tie her yearn hair's-breadth back ... ..as the blooms and liquid state bid with her mind, making changes in her dead body, a lusting, a hungriness for something terra incognita, a thick surge inside her, she felt nothing else but the Hell desire and the itch to be used as it and the tentacles may decide.

She enters the pit, slipping and falling, sliding to the butt, scraping her petite picayune ass and drawing origin in the process .... she touches her graze, blood meld with majestic 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 branch around it 's girth.

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

The beast was rough in, it was full of lust, she watched as it sucked her nipples, growing them to almost two column inch ... ..how was this even possible ? Her innocent lilliputian titty bursting and her nipples so large..

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

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

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

the beast was only at the showtime of the courting, she was only playing with its main worm consistency percentage ....

Another tentacle approached and she started kissing and licking its back talk while the main organic structure office continued licking her ass and pussy.

As she kissed its sassing, she lovingly swallowed the purple juice, it felt so good, tasted so unspoilt ... she gushed more juices ...

She started licking the overabundance juice on the fauna tip, she embraced the new tentacle like she was sucking a big cock ... ... she knew If she stretched her mouth afford to its utmost she could maybe consider it in her throat, sucking it, her mind telling her that a cock this large 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 hammer like tentacles in any other trap either ... she thought ... ... but what a shame she mused ... ... She hoped the beast was content on what it was doing ... .its tongue still cryptic in her kitty-cat and ass licking her to absolute bliss ... ....

The fauna pulled back, admiring the beautiful cleaning woman he had, she looked back glowingly ... ... .not seeing but in divine ecstasy

Intuitively its was reading her brain, it knew she wanted to be fucked in every orifice, every hole, backbreaking and deep as it had planed, he had attracted her here, drawn her with the blush ... ... It knew how to rein in her luxuria, using sweetness and innate desires, the bloom spreading pheromones ... ... a trap for soft pussy lips ... ..calling for deep vaginal stimulations.

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

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

Another tentacle comes in, she starts to osculate and work out it as it pushes its way in to her mouth, stretching and straining her backtalk ... this time almost breaking her jaw due to its girth ... ..it starts forcing its way down her pharynx, she struggles for breather, her oculus watering as she blows snot and day shine purple goo out of her olfactory organ.

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

Her fear dissipates, something to do with the day glow purple succus again ... she feels calm ... .She kneels starts to kiss and clobber the tentacle, the tentacle once more attempts to throat shtup her, she can feel the cinch stretching her insides as it starts pulling out .... only to let her breath. The cinch of this tentacle reaching just below her knocker collection plate, she realised she was taking in a at to the lowest degree foot ... .a foot of swollen thick oozing tentacle ... ..

The remake tentacles raise her to her fundament, each sassing sucks onto her, sucking like they were when they tore all her material of.

This time all six were sucking on her, some were entitle kissing softly, others were rougher, giving her love chomp, leaving bruises, the gravid tentacles were raspy, giving her night purple welts ... .as the bit and sucked her ... ..It was different but she enjoyed the slight infliction, wincing, morning, feeling really good.

Two of the tentacles start to snake around her legs, while another two pick her physical structure and arms up ... ..wrapping around her tight, she can't motility, her branch spread wide open in sitting position..

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

.The largest tentacle moved in between her thigh, she braced her tight wee pussycat ... .she took a deep intimation ... The tentacle did n't go for her cunt but went straight into her ass hole forcing its way, stretching, opening her wide ... She had never been ass fucked before ... .She was in pain now, it was hurting, this is damage she thought, her eyes were watering. Another tentacle enters her mouth without warning, once more fearfulness enters her mind, she starts struggling but can not run, the tentacle in her ass is fucking her roughy, going deeper and deeper ... ..She starts to panic .... the large tentacle in her ass spasms and ejaculates day gleam purple succus ... .deep ... .in her ass ... ..a bass vitality goes straight into her system, her heart is racing and the ecstasy is ten times stronger than before ... .Her ass muscular tissue start to relax and she starts to enjoy such a expectant thing in her, it 's an energy over load, she starts to throw up day glow purple all over her tits and the ground ... ..The tentacle in her ass pops out ... .leaving her gaping and allowing the majestic succus to drip out onto the reason, her ass exposed gapping wide with the purple liquid seepage and high lighting her anal cannel. Her ass stays unfold the muscles slowly relaxing dripping succus to the floor.

'' Fuck my kitty-cat `` she begs shouting at the animal ... ..a tentacle puncher hard into her pussy, cryptical, pumping .... the animal displaying that there is no slow and easy ... ...

In and out, her pussy gets fucked harder ... .she's feeling her vagina paries stretching, it 's a overnice feeling this time ... ..She 's been craving vaginal sex ever since she started smelling the strange blush ... ..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 attempt to fill 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 normal consideration she knew she would be in pain and needing infirmary treatment ... ... Something to due with the purple juice, the day glow ooze must be some sort of healing drug she thought .... She notices the humble contusion caused by the suckers have vanished all so.

The tentacles drop her to the background, as she squats to get up globules of over-embellished ooze drip out her anus, her kitty drips with juice and guck ... She takes a 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 rubs it over her perky breasts over her thighs, pussy and threw her hair ... ..She gets down on all tetrad glowing purple, reaches around spreading her ass face and showing her vagina and ass hole.

She looks the worm in its eye.

She 's ready, the juice has turned her into a roll in the hay machine ... ...

The tentacles start to encircle at first ... ... like if the are eyeing up there prey ... ... one slams itself into her pussy, another her throat and finally a large tentacle into her the ass hole.

She takes one in every pickle ... getting fucked hard ... .slowly world-class then faster ... .one tentacle is sucking on her clit ... ..sending her into a orgasm.

The one in her vagina suction onto her g spot, she shudders in cloud nine ... ... The tentacle in her anus goes in so cryptical she feels impaled ... ..shudders ....

Her pussy squirts vaginal juice everywhere ... ... the fauna erupts in hug drug ... .., filling every one of her pickle with its day glow liquid ... ... she feels light headed as the animal convulses ... ..she falls unconscious due to the push over load ... ....

Sandy awakes with the sun rising, she is nude only wearing her hiking boots ... .looking down at her naked eubstance, she sees she has no bruises, she felt great ... her pelt was cushy smelling of lavender ... ... She looks around ... .there was no sign of the beast ... ..no pit ... ..She pass to the empty clearing finds her pack and hoodie and heads home plate ... ..