The lecher skirmish

Nov 2011


The tall statuesque doctoral student had come to the Greek Islands to conduct research for her thesis on mythological brute. Her inquiry had led her to a humble cragged island where a minuscule tabernacle lay in downfall richly up in the mountains. This temple had provided grounds of a crossway where Hellenic language mythology provided a basis for later Roman mythology. The temple was originally constructed by early Hellene and then later modified by the Romans. She had packed a Mediterranean Sea lunch consisting of gelt, cheese, olive and a half bottle of wine-coloured as well as some bottled water. It was summer, so she wore a spark, shortly breezy bird and a relax tyke blouse with a deep plunging neckline. She had thought she might go without a bra but remembered all the jostling she would be subjected to riding her iceboat up into the mickle and chose a diaphanous one-half cup demi bra to wear.

The temple location was particularly high in the mountains and did not get much tourism due to its lowly sizing, isolation and hard to reach except by four wheel drive or motorcycle. Those that did venture to it found the synagogue nestled in a saddle of a flock tip with an open view of the Aegean Sea sea to the front while the forest came down the mountain to the spinal column of the synagogue. A raft stream issued from hide out springs not far up the mountainside and ran thru the diminished temple. Either the Greek or the Romans had built spring corner to protect the springs.

She had arrived in the betimes dayspring and now it was luncheon time and hot. She decided to take her lunch up to where the springs issued from the versant and followed the barely discernible trail several hundred pace up the batch. Upon arriver she found a small instinctive glade surrounded by stocky wood and the natural spring bubbled merrily out of the hillside. As she ate her lunch she examined the frescos on the side of the spring boxes. These too exampled the Greek and roman puppet of mythology - Minotaur's, centaur and lecher. The frescos'showed these fabulous brute cavorting with and chasing half au naturel women and the frescos seemed to be in a series telling a account. In increase, the frescos depicted remarkably what appeared to be the take same spot she was in. A pile of pine acerate leaf had built up obscuring some of the frescos and she brushed these away. She let out a small gasp as the frescos were revealed - seeing first hired hand herself that the frescos had turn pornographic and really detailed with various mythic creature having sex with women. As part of her inquiry over the years she had looked at various archaeologic books and journals of alike scenes uncovered at Pompeii and at other several Greek and Roman ruins, they seemed to be prevalent at Roman Bath but this was the offset time she was aware that they were in this character of setting.

She finished her lunch while studying the frescos and was startled that she had drunk all the wine-colored. The sun was filtering thru the trees and though it was hot, a chilling breeze was coming off the sea and channeled up the mountain.

She was feeling sleepy from the meal and the wine so she decided to take a nap and laid back upon the cushion of pine tree needles she had brushed away from the frescos.

Sleepily she awoke still drowsy. She opens her middle slowly, stretching as she starts to come awake. The pine needle layer was more comfortable than she thought it would be. As she starts to regain her composure she notices a shadow lying across her. With a modest startled screech she recognized it was no simple shadow but a material humanoid creature right out of mythology ! He was broad and toilsome muscled, bulging where it was most of import. His arms were thick and brawny, as were the muscles of his thighs and calves. His belly was chiseled with muscle like a marble statue and his chest was a thing of beauty. Slowly it dawned on her it was a Satyr. It was only his horned head and hoofed feet that made him bizarre to her. The Satyr held her gaze, daring her to look at that part of him that most desired to lay claim her, and slowly, she dropped her gaze. She gasped silently and her eyes opened wide when the forest god stood from the shadows, his naked body fully revealed. He sported a very thick, 13 inch long putz which was rock gruelling and point towards her, his Lucille Ball sack was equally large - the sizing of twin grapefruits.


'' When you sleep in the forest, you have to pay the bagpiper. Have you heard that phrase before slight one, paying the Piper ? wellspring I 'm the piper and I 've come to amass my payment '' the lecher says with a loathly sneer.


The young statuesque woman climbs to her feet and Begin to sweep let loose farewell from her dress trying her honest to ignore the huge 13 inch cock of the satyr only inches from her.


Her mind was in a turmoil, she tried to reason with herself she must still be asleep having a nightmare, drinking wine always made her receive crazy dreams but she knew she was awake and this was really happening. Her opinion tumbled over themselves as she tried to remember everything at once what she knew about Satyrs but the one thought that came foremost to her head and what she was seeing first script was that they were very lustful creature with a strange power over woman that made womanhood uncoerced give themselves up to beastly ravishings.

She looked into his eyes, holding his looking at, mustering all the courage she had.


'' What 's your name piddling one ? '' he asks while undressing her with his eyes.


'' Beth '' she manages to creak out.


'' well Beth, forgiveness is given, pass you may, but molested you will be ''


Only thinking of the vast dick raping into her, without thinking Beth bend and dashes off, sprinting for where she remembers the way down the mountainside to the temple is. She runs madly through the underbrush, twig snagging on her clothes as. Finally panting for breath she nears the area where she knows the tree seam should break, just a slight further she thinks, when finally ... nothing. She bursts into a modest clarification only to detect the letch standing on the other side of it smiling at her. There is no way I got turned around, it must take in been this way she thinks.


'' Debtors in debt till a debt be paid. '' He says as he stars to walk forward. She begins backing away watching his advance. He smiles that wicked smile again and crouches on his goat legs and suddenly leaps through the air landing only an arm's orbit from her.


She starts to scream out when he is upon her, gripping both her speed arms holding her slightly off the terra firma. She is perfectly eye level with him. He looks so human from afar but up close she can see where his tooth are a little sharper, face a little more wolfish and long, ears slightly pointed. Not ugly or disfigured as she originally thought but more feral and rugged.


The way he 's looking at her makes her blush slightly. He leans forward and sniffs at her neck opening and ears and then sniff at the deep plunging cleavage of the bucolic blouse. Looking at him she starts to remember how he might even be considered attractive but definitely not in a human way and he was much enceinte in body size of it than any human male not to flush cite that Brobdingnagian shaft of his.

With a start she realizes his rooster is actually hotly and nakedly pressed against her belly and up to right below her breasts, with an inhuman heat emanating from it. His huge cock had gone under her unloose untucked blouse and was touching her bare hide ! She felt a slickness wetness where the tip of the huge cockhead pressed against her and felt a sudden oestrus suffuse her body at the distributor point of contact. She struggled and lashed out with both legs ; he laughs and drops her but does n't expel handgrip of her apparel, instead letting her struggle out of it in endeavour to get away from him. She flays her coat of arms about and runs and tears at the clothes till finally the Velcro striptease give way.


She bolts into the Ellen Price Wood again running as fast as her concern stricken pegleg will carry her. With all her momentum carrying her forward it only makes her lessen that a great deal harder when she does trip a second later. As she starts to clamber to her base he lands on top of her. He does n't push her to the soil but he does preclude her from standing. She is panting heavily on her articulatio genus with his weight on her back. His giant member is again hotly pressed against her flat firm belly, when he came up behind her he slid it in-between her branch past her G-string panty to where it is now, hotly throbbing, pressing up on her naked belly, her puss pressing down on the huge long and midst quill.

Beth felt another sudden suffusion of heat where the tip of his cockhead pressed against her, realizing it was precum he was oozing out but not understanding the effect where his precum touched her skin, her intact consistency was becoming enveloped in growing warmth. She suddenly realizes that her flimsy bra and thong scanty are no defense to this man beast - a sudden heat suffused her pussy making her merely that Thomas More aware that her pussy was pressing down on his cock, her slight thong panty pressed up into her fold, her labia folds laying on either side of meat of the massive light beam as it pressed up into her.


'' fix to debt no more '' he lustily whispers into her ear. She struggles to free herself but now he just allows his system of weights to collapse her to the primer. He places his right on hired hand square on the centre of her back and presses down. She feels his strength and realizes that with that one paw on her dorsum he can quite effectively keep open her pressed belly to the terra firma. He pulls his cock out from under her and roller so he is sitting in-between her leg spreading her legs apart. She screams for him to stop over but he pays her no idea as he uses a taloned finger to tear the band of her thong step-in.


With two Sir Thomas More quick movements of his deal she is now panty less and exposed on the ground for his viewing pleasure. He admires the unwavering impertinence of her ass, the bikini tan line line. He runs a finger slowly down the spine of her leg and back up the inside, causing nonvoluntary shivers in Beth. When he gets to her fresh full hairless pussy he rubs his finger's breadth in obtuse circles around her tight vaginal opening.


'' Stop '' she screams at him.


He is quickly on top of her with his Brobdingnagian cockhead pressing slightly into her discover puss, his precum secreting powerful potent sexual stimulating endocrine, she felt a pat dampness trickling down the interior of her thigh and realized it was her own ample secretion, her body betraying her, influenced by the powerful hormonal stimulants causing her own body to go into overuse production of sexually stimulating endocrine ... she had never been so aroused before.


'' You want I should stop being gentle debtor, all right, I 'll cease being gentle. ``


As he is saying this he starts to slither his huge dick into her tight opening move, she felt the stretching begin. Her call round to whimpers and then puff as he starts to slew his monumental pecker in and out of her. She has never been filled so completely in her entire liveliness, of the three sex cooperator she 's had before none of them has ever made her smell like this, here as she was, practically being raped by a mythological animate being and she was starting to moan in pleasure.


'' Pay your debt '' he whispers lustily in her ear. His deep voice and monolithic putz show too much for her. She pushes back grueling rocking him to his knees and allowing her to come up off the ground onto her articulatio genus and work force. Repeatedly she bucks back hard against him forcing his cock deeper, ever deeper, her hotly aroused soused snatch swallowing all 13 plus inches into her wet pussy, she forced the rooster past her uterine cervix and up into her womb. He is one-half beast but she sounds all animal as she shoves back against him taking him to the rootage. He is taken aback as he struggles to lunge into her in time with her own frantic urging.


She leans back so she is impaled on his putz and he falls back. Losing his remainder, he finally does whirl around over onto his back, but the she-beast continues to ride his monolithic prick thrusting down hard on him then rising up respective inch and then slamming back down. When he is deep inside her she twists around so she is facing him straddling him, staring down at him. The strength of her fucking had caused the front clasp of her flimsy bra to derive loose, her full house hard nipple tan contrasted breast escaping from the late plunging peasant blouse.



He notices a lilliputian bit of a grinning on her fount as she grinds her pussycat up and down on him, digging her finger's breadth and pinpoint deep into the flesh of his chest. Suddenly she feels a vast pressure level as she experiences his cock swelling to enormous proportions along its entire duration, expanding inside her almost to the point of pain, then Beth felt a tremendous blowup of liquidity volcanic heat directly into her womb, she screams ‘ YES !'and starts to shake as he feels her wet pussy tightly convulse around his hawkshaw. Again and again Beth experiences his cock repeatedly swelling to unbelievable ratio just prior to the Satyr repeatedly exploding another copious amount of hot liquid fire directly into her womb, feeling her womb swell and expand from the enormous measure being exploded into and filling her, Beth looked down and saw that her flat muscular abdomen is flat no more but evidencing a excrescence as if a few calendar month meaning. With a final spasm she rolls to the side off him letting his now limp dick slowly slither barren of her, his monstrous sized cockhead momentarily hangs up at the tight ingress of her pussycat, then finally with a loud ‘ PLOP'comes free unleashing a cloudburst of cum. She lays there on her spine and he moves up in between her leg and gently starts to lap up her inflamed and well puss. She moans and puts her hand on his horns, letting his long canine glossa run up and down the length of her kitty-cat.


She pulls his mind finisher to her pussy so he shoves his foresighted spit up into her pussy and laps furiously as her pussy again explodes. He stands up and looks down on her from above, she lets her eyes drift to his dangling cock and playfully reaches up and starting signal to play with its tip as it hangs in front of her. At her touch his cock jumps a little and starts to get again.


When she notices this she grips it unvoiced and pulls him down onto her chest. He sits there with his massive dick running up in between her tits onto her face where she starts to lick the tip and sides. It 's too big to fit far down her throat but she does the best she can. She pushes her tits together as he starts to slide up and down her organic structure. She licks and sucks frantically trying to get him to cum one More time.


The forest god gets off of her and turns her over and tells her to get her on her manus and stifle and arch your back so that your ass is in the air. leg spread wide as you can.

He kneeled behind her and dipped his finger into her bountiful moistness, then dragged them up and over her ass."This ass is now MY property."He wet his digit again by rubbing them over her egotistical pussy brim then pushed the tip of his exponent fingerbreadth to the edge of her ass and pushed. He withdrew his finger's breadth slowly then slid it back into her just as softly. She groaned and then gasped when he pushed in a little deeper.


Beth trembled and gasped but didn't pull away. She felt compelled to roll her hips unconscientiously, pushing back shyly and gasped when she felt his tenacious finger slid in to the hilt.

He began to remove his finger and she smoothed down her arms, supported her torso up and leaned back into him.

"Don't period, please !"


The forest god's testicles tightened as the starting time phase of his conquest was complete. It had been awhile since he stopping point fucked an ass. A second finger slid in as smoothly as his beginning. Her ass was tight and hot. He shut his center. She was so tight, and there was null he wanted more than than to fill her sex. Dipper her as deeply as potential. set off thick into her and take heed her sidesplitter as she convulsed and writhed on the immense rooster shooting hot copious liquid oceanic abyss into her bowels.
He continued his slow seduction of the Beth's ass, dipping his digit into her softly, a bit deeper every inch. When he slowly slid a third finger's breadth into Beth, she reared up but didn't reject him.

Her ass felt accustomed more around his finger's breadth and the lech finally let himself rub the point of his stopcock through her ointment. He slid past her smeared puss lips, letting them touch him, drenching him with her juices, his cockhead slid over her hard protruding clitoris. He slipped his digit out of her then fit himself to her puckered ass.


"Ready or not here I come"

he exhaled, binding his lust at the tidy sum of his huge member, perched to penetrate Beth's ass, fully mindful that no man but he had ever breached her there.

"Let me in. You know you want me !"

He had ample experience to know that a man's ability to take his invading member all narrowed down to her ability to bank in him and let go. Beth didn't refuse to consent him and she didn't attract away. Holding his breath the forest god clutched her coxa with his hands and pushed. He pressed harder and harder until he sensed the bod surrendering ground, accepting his cock inside. With the low insight, he paused and brought his hand around to the Beth 's hard throbbing clit.


She groaned quietly but did not cry out. Her second joint trembled when the caput of his tool entered her. It was amazing. Amazing and stranger, the stretching, the heat and the tone of him there was terrific. It was like nothing else she'd felt.


When the compressed rim of her anus snapped tight behind the head of his turncock, the Satyr stopped moving. He ground his teeth in an effort to sustain from ramming into her. Every brawniness in his body was tense. The letch couldn't help pushing in just a little deeper when she unleashed a cry. She shuddered and panted, her hands digging into the basis.

"Don't fight it."

She was still for a moment and then arched her ass slightly toward him. When she felt that it was n't going too hurt very much, she managed to push back against the dick, welcoming it inside. The letch felt Beth 's anus start to relax and pressed forward a little deeper. He began to be active, pushing in and pulling out slowly, going deeper every time. His cock hauled the tightly puckered ring of Beth's anus back and forth. When he was halfway in he paused and then - without warning - he rammed all his cock to the hilt !


The lecher pulled out, grinding his teeth, and pushed back in harder and recondite than before. He fingered her operose clitoris and Beth whimpered and then she clamped down so hard on the lech's tool that he nearly blew his load.


She rasped. It was difficult to breathe, let alone speak."You've schism me in half,"she said gruffly. The forest god laughed."Do you bid me to barricade ?"

Please ... please ... don't stop !"


His fingers dug into her hips holding them fast as he buried his 13 inch penis as deeply inside her as he could.


He grunted when her ass pushed back into him, taking his entire duration. The satyr began to bed her with a passion. sweating dripped down his back as he plunged in trench and hard as a luster of perspiration built up on Beth's back.


He heard her moaning for More on every stab. His body was like a Piston as he jacked in and out of her, feeling her tight anal retentive ring slide up and down his shaft. He wished he had the strength to get laid her forever. His bollock tightened and he groaned on the final thrust as again Beth felt a vast pressure as she experiences his cock swelling to enormous dimension along its stallion length, expanding inside her this time to the point of pain, tone as if her close anal retentive ring was going to deplumate, then she felt the tremendous burst of liquid volcanic heat deep inside her as he exploded his hot copious load deep in her colon fashioning Beth forget about the afflictive tightness filling her, concentrating on the gratifying throbbing as she felt his rooster repeatedly expand, shrinking and then expand again feeling it throb as he repeatedly exploded inside her, feeling the deep hot growing pressure deep inside her from the volume being pumped into her. Beth screamed in mutual orgasmic walking on air as both their bodies spasmed and Beth whimpered for :

"More !"

Taking a deep breather he wriggled his hammer inside her ass until he was hard again. This clock time his cause were boring, longer and more tantalizing. This time, her hands balled into fists in temper rather than fear as she began to match his dip. Over and over, he worked in and out until his pinna hummed with pleasure.


His balls tingled again and Beth's legs trembled.


The lech muffled a roar as he came for the sec time in her ass, thrusting deep, lifting her off the primer coat by her hips. His eyes widened and his payload fit from him.


Beth's breath was heaving as his gibe started slithering out of her blind drunk anal confines, again the flagitious head of his cock got trapped by her anal ring, Beth clamped down to hold open him trapped inside her, this time she was the one to give him anguish as she bared down mightily, the Satyr let out a groan, the pain causing his shaft to shrink enough to finally but very slowly easiness past her taut anal ring. The vast pent-up air pressure inside Beth's colon exploded the last bit of his cockhead forcefully from her as his juices exploded from her. He kissed her berm and moved from behind her. She observed his apparent motion wide-eyed.


'' debtor debts no more, forgiveness is granted, pass you may, free to come and go as you please you shall, molested you were, but molested was I, molested we both shall be ''


With that he leans down and around her neck places a thin rope woven of fine vines. She ca n't find out where he tied it though ; it appears the vine grew in a rope. On it is a small leaf, when she looks confining she notices it is actually a whistle with a very flyspeck coke muddle.


'' Now little one, time for a little death '' after he says that he throws his point back and growling, looking down on her with Fang bared. He lunges towards her breast and as soon as she feels his teeth nip her pelt ...


She sits up and screams ... was it a aspiration, she looks around for her lech lover but sees no signal of him. She realizes her breasts are devoid of her bra. She runs her hands under her garb to her wet pussy and smiles as she feels a tingle when her fingers brush over its velvety smoothness. Her panty are gone ! Then she realizes her ass is a bit sore…


She placed her hands down to push herself off the ground and then she noticed the churned up basis surrounding her


She reaches for her neck and there she finds the most rummy necklace, vines that grow together with a minuscule folio whistle attached. A smile creeps onto her face as she raises the tin whistle to her brim and softly blew.


She heard a commotion up on the mountainside and caught the back end of a very large mountain Capricorn the Goat as he disappeared behind a boulder…


Behind every myth there is some truth as to its beginning…