Sexy Briefs: Tasty Little Tails

More Masculine Men by Whiskey McNaughton

Summer Barton walked down the street with her best friend, Gwen Daniels. The two were in serious discussion as they walked into an antique shop Summer liked buying knickknacks from.

“I’m serious, Gwen,” Summer said, her eyes large and round to prove her point. “Men these days just don’t know how to love a woman the way she wants and needs to be loved. Men are too feminine today.”

“Isn’t that what we women have been trying to do?” Gwen asked in return, “Make men more in tune with their feminine side so they know how to please us better?”

“I’m all for a man who understands the female mystique.” Summer picked up a curious looking crystal item about the size of a large egg and turned it around in her hand. The light from inside the shop reflected off the orb in rainbow colors and caught Summer’s attention. “But once a man understands me, I want him to exert his own masculinity in making love to me, not acting like another woman so I feel like a lesbian.”

“I’m not sure you can have it both ways,” Gwen laughed lightly.

“Well, if I can’t, then I’d rather have a man who ravaged me with hot, horny, savage sex than a man who made me feel like I had another woman in bed with me.”

“What? You want a man to be brutal, bestial, more like some creature from a fantasy realm of ancient times?”

“That would be nice.” Summer smiled even as she brought the crystal orb closer so she could take a deeper look into it, try to figure out what was inside the antique artifact that seemed to move about as she looked into its depths. “A man to savage me and treat me like a sex object…Yeah, I think I’d like that.”

Suddenly the light from the orb in her hand flared up and Summer found her mind going numb, as though she were undergoing surgery and the anesthetic had just taken effect.

“Summer?” Gwen backed away from her friend as before her the physical form that had been Summer Barton seemed to shimmer and swirl in wisps of colored fog. Then Summer’s flickering body vanished altogether, and the air where she’d been standing seemed to pop.

“Summer!” Gwen screamed where her friend no longer stood.

Summer Barton felt woozy. She didn’t understand why she felt woozy, she just did. She knew she hadn’t been drinking. Hadn’t she been on her lunch break, walking around the city with Gwen? What happened to Gwen, anyway? Summer sat up to look around and realized she was lying on the ground with trees and bushes and nothing at all that made her even remotely think of being in the city where she lived.

“What the hell?” she mumbled as she sat up. She surveyed her surroundings and then looked at herself. She was still dressed in the mid-thigh skirt and matching jacket, both of light cream linen, and a light peach-colored blouse and matching heels. So why was she suddenly in an area of the woods instead of the city?

A rustling of the bushes about her caught her attention and she quickly stood to her feet. From out of the bushes erupted two large, burly men, their upper bodies naked other than for the crop of thick hair that grew all over them and their lower bodies. Summer backed quickly away from the men — or whatever they were — as she realized they were equally naked all over their bodies, but below their navels their bodies were covered in dark brown fur and their legs weren’t shaped quite like normal men and their feet…Summer gulped as the “men” moved slowly toward her, their hands outstretched to touch her. Their feet were actually cloven hooves, like what you would expect to find on goats.

“Wasthis?” one of the male creature-things spoke in a rush of sound and Summer couldn’t quite understand what was being said.

“Beatsthehellouttame,” the other male-thing shrugged his shoulders. They both moved right up to Summer, who was backed against a tree large enough to prevent her from going easily around it and escaping these two before they reached her.

The first one grabbed hold of her jacket and pulled it out to the side. His eyes grew wide as though he had never seen clothing before.

“It’s loose skin,” the male-thing said. Summer heard the words run together, but she was at least recognizing them as words now and could almost understand what was being said.

“So’s this,” the other creature bent over and grabbed hold of Summer’s skirt, lifted it up to expose her thighs and panties that so tightly bound her loins. She gulped hard as the creature pressed his hand against her panties and felt her pelvis. Even though she was scared out of her mind, she found herself growing moist inside.

Both creatures began pulling her clothes from her body and Summer found she had no strength to fight them off. Each of them was easily twice her size and the muscles on them were huge. They had shoulders like bowling balls and pectorals that would have put Arnold Schwarzenegger to shame when he was in his prime. And then her eyes moved much further south on their anatomies, and the frightened misplaced business executive realized each of these male-things had — ah — male things protruding from between their legs that were the largest schlongs she had ever laid eyes on — and Summer Barton had laid eyes on quite a few male things in her time.

“Hoo. Looky this,” the first one pulled the front of her blouse open, revealing Summer’s breasts, but at least she was still wearing her bra. She sighed. They had torn her clothes all off her body, leaving her in only her bra and panties, but somehow she was feeling more aroused with every second that passed.

Both creatures placed their hands against her breasts and began feeling her up. Oh God! That actually felt good. Summer found her loins beginning to drip with wetness and she was surprised she could still stand with her knees as weak as they were. Then one of the creatures pulled up on one of her bra cups and revealed her naked breasts beneath. Both of the creatures’ eyes grew large in wonder at seeing her naked breast.

“Damn. This a tittie,” the second one said even as it pawed her naked breast too roughly. Then it pinched her nipple between two of its overly large fingers and Summer moaned. Both of the beasts grinned broadly at the sound coming from between her lips. They knew that sound only too well and it aroused them beyond measure.

Summer’s eyes flickered open even as the schlongs between the thighs of each of these creatures grew quickly to their full length and girth, and she gasped openly.

“My God, those things could choke a horse!” she said without thinking. Both of the creatures laughed uproariously, as though she had said something funny.

“We’ve choked a few horses in our time, eh Stump?” the second one said to the first.

“Stump?” Summer asked without meaning to. “Your name is Stump?”

“Yeah, cuz I got a cock the size of a stump,” he lifted his schlong in his hand and waggled it in front of Summer. She watched as the enormous organ shook about and found she wondered what it would be like to be pierced by something that huge. Fearing she was about to find out.

“I’m Prickly,” the other said, waggling his own organ about. “Cuz my donkey-dong is all bumpy and prickles girls when I fuck ‘em.”

Summer glanced aside at the second schlong and realized the front of her panties was soaked. Without thinking she pulled her panties off her legs and dropped them on the ground. Her nakedness was almost complete, with only her bra still partly on her and that in disarray. She pulled it over her head and tossed it aside, leaving her body as naked as these two creatures before her — perhaps more naked, since they had so much thick fur covering their flesh.

Her body quivered in anticipation and both Stump and Prickly understood the yearning inside her that made her quiver that way. Without waiting for any more of an invitation, the two creatures took hold of the naked woman and pulled her away from the tree. Stump pushed his schlong against the lips of Summer’s vagina and exerted enough pressure to push through into her. She gasped from the pain of the size of his cock, but didn’t do anything to stop him from pushing into her as far as the limitations of her vagina would allow.

Once Stump was in place, Summer found Prickly pushing her upper torso slightly forward. She found out why when he began inserting his own cock inside her anus.

“Oh my God,” she tried to turn to look behind her, but Stump held her firm and made her look at him instead. “I–I’ve never had anal sex before,” she told him, but he looked at her uncomprehending.

“My anus,” she tried again, and realized he didn’t know the word. “My ass. I’ve never been fucked in the ass before.” Stump’s eyes lit up and he nodded. Then he looked past her at his buddy who had paused in pushing his long, bumpy cock inside her anus.

“Ream her hard and fast, Prickly,” was all Stump said, and the two creatures began pumping away inside this delicious female they had found alone here in the woods that were their home.

“Oh God!” Summer screamed out loud as the two organs pushed deeply inside her body, but mostly because of the one that pierced her anus. “Ah! Ah! God, nooo,” she tried to steady herself against the continued thrusting in her ass, but it was hard to do. She hadn’t been prepared for anything like this and it hurt like hell. Then Prickly reached around to her breasts and began to roughly knead them in his hands, each of his hands so large they engulfed her breasts and made them look like oranges, though she had D cup breasts.

Soon the continued thrusting grew more natural to Summer and she found even the anal sex becoming more enjoyable. Something about the thrusting back-and-forth with one cock up her ass and the other in her pussy was hypnotically erotic to her, and she found her body swaying rhythmically to the thrusts. Stump had hold of her hips and his hands were rough and coarse, but even this wasn’t enough to turn her off to the enjoyment she was beginning to get from being double-fucked both front and back for the first time in her life. Why had she not done this before? God, this was great!

She looked down and watched as Stump’s cock moved in and out from between her thighs. It was an awesome sight for her, seeing something this enormous sliding within her slit, and she was amazed it fit her at all, let alone wasn’t ripping her apart from how big it was. After this she’d never be able to fuck a normal-sized man again.

Then it hit her that she still had no idea where she was or how she had gotten here. The strangeness of the entire ordeal frightened her for but a moment before she relaxed and gave in to the surreality of the moment. She had been in an antique shop with her friend Gwen and suddenly she had been transported to a woodland setting — almost a fantasy setting — with two — what were these creatures, anyway? She searched her memory and found the reference to satyrs buried deep within her mind. That was it. These were satyrs, mythical creatures that were half men and half goat. How she had gotten to a world where mythical creatures were real she had no idea, but if they were all like these two she quickly realized she didn’t care. This was the kind of sex she had told Gwen she wanted most — men being men — even if they did have to be satyrs in order to be the men she wanted most. Fucking her with abandon and making her feel like a real woman.

She found both satyrs picking up their paces and thrusting harder and harder and realized both were about to cum. That was when she realized neither one was wearing a condom, and she sudden began to panic.

What kind of diseases could she get from creatures like this that fucked anyone and everyone who came along? She tried to stop them from cumming in her, but they both forced their thrusting on harder and faster in spite of her efforts. They were past the point-of-no-return and she knew she couldn’t stop them from cumming inside her.

Then Stump came first and Summer felt her pussy grow drenched in semen as the satyr ejaculated and held himself steady, pushed up against the front of her body. Then from behind Prickly shoved himself in as deep as he could go within her anus and she felt him ejaculating as well. From both sides she felt her orifices gushing with the body fluids of the beasts and wondered what the outcome would be from it.

Then both satyrs pulled away from her at almost the same instant and she slumped to the ground at their feet. The satyrs laughed as she hit the ground and sat there stunned. She took stock of her body and realized both orifices were more sore than she’d ever thought they’d be after sex.

“Pretty good fuck, huh?” Stump chortled his words and reached down to give one of her breasts a swat with his meaty hand. She looked up at him and saw there was no intelligence behind his eyes. He was nothing but a rutting beast, made for sex and food and little else.

Then she noticed the bushes about her rustling and looked over just as three more satyrs burst through into the small clearing where she sat between the two creatures that had just finished fucking her, their organs still dripping semen.

The newcomers seemed to be looking the scene over, and Summer wondered if they all knew each other or if there was “bad blood” between differing groups of these creatures. She got her answer when the largest of the new trio stepped forward and reached down to her, pulling her off the ground and turning her about to look her over.

“Damn. Smells good,” the creature sniffed all over her body, his nose centering on her loin, spreading her legs wide so he could stick his snout almost up her twat, still dripping from Stump’s semen.

“Give ‘er a try,” Stump offered as though he were letting a friend test-drive his new car. “Great fuck fer my stump.”

The large satyr that had hold of her pulled Summer upright before him even as his own organ suddenly expanded. She gasped when she realized the cock on this creature was larger even than what Stump had. She began to protest, but the creature acted as though he didn’t hear a thing she said as he shoved his erection deep into her and began to pump away inside her pussy.

“You right,” he looked back at Stump and grinned. “Share this one with the whole pack. Good fuck for lots of days.”

Pack? The word buzzed around inside Summer’s brain as she saw the other two satyrs moving up to her. One stepped behind her and took position the same as Prickly had earlier, pressing the tip of his cock against the sphincter of her anus.

Oh God, no, she moaned silently. Satyrs traveled in packs, like wolves, and it seemed like they shared everything equally. Just then several more of the hairy creatures pushed through the bushes and crowded around, all waiting their turn with this new play thing.