I stood watching, as three people approached. I recognized Dr. Haynes. He was of medium build, wearing a baseball cap. The man with him must have been his new assistant. His former assistant, George, had turned out to be a spy for a secretive, well-financed Bigfoot hunting group. They had attacked us twice, with devastating consequences. Although armed and trained, they had been no match for a tribe of angry Sasquatches. The government was still investigating the incident, and they had kept the attack and the aftermath quiet.
“Holy shit!” shouted Shelly. “Look at you guys.” She hugged Leslie. “You look great. I thought you’d be down and out like Maggy by now.”
“Jeez…I’m not that old.”
“Who are these guys?”
Shelly hadn’t met the newer Sasquatches, and they perked up, their noses sniffing the air. “Leonard’s our leader now. Bubba died last year. This is Harry. He’s…my new guy.”
“Omigod! Look at the little ones.” Wolfie ambled over, grunting and snorting; his teeth shone, as he smiled. “What a cutie. Whose kid is he?”
“He’s mine. Lendal’s Porsches’ and Bubba Jr.’s mine. Porsche had Maggy a couple of months ago.”
“You had another one?” Shelly eyed Maggy. “She looks like a stuffed toy. How cute.”
“You’re more than welcome to change her.”
“No, thanks.” She hugged me. “How are you?”
“Good and you? Weren’t you in Europe or something?”
“I was. I almost got married, but it didn’t work out.”
Harry and Pooky growled, their eyes flashing, as they glared at Dr. Haynes.
“Easy boys,” he said. “This is Steven Vanguard. He’s cool.”
The newcomer held out his hand. “Hi, nice to finally meet you.”
I shook it. “Hi.”
His inquisitive gaze drifted over Maggy. “You had a girl. That’s really amazing.”
“It is.” I sounded slightly detached. I glanced at Shelly, who was receiving interested glances from Harry and Pooky. “I thought you never wanted to come out here again.”
“I didn’t. I’m between jobs, and I thought I’d see if you guys were still hanging with the apes. I called Connor, and he said I could come with them.” She grinned at Zelda. “Hey. You’re still around too?”
“Oh, you know me. It’s hard to leave after you’ve been Sasquatched.”
“What happened to Maggy’s sister? Where’s Dale?”
“Come, and sit with us,” said Leslie. “We can tell you all about the drama. You won’t believe the shit’s that’s gone down over the last two years.”
Chapter Five
Dr. Haynes had brought supplies. A helicopter had dropped them off on the other side of the ridge, and there were several duffle bags filled with provisions. Leonard and Harry had departed to bring these items back, following the scent the visitors had left behind.
The sun had set, a fire blazed, and the aroma of meat lingered. When the boys returned, the party truly began. Several bottles of wine were opened and I had a glass, mindful not to have too much because I was breastfeeding. Connor’s new assistant was attentive to the little ones, having brought them toys. Wolfie sat on one side of Steven, while Daisy was on the other with Maggy in his lap. He’d picked her up repeatedly, eyeing her carefully. I knew they were here to document the changes in the tribe and take blood samples and measurements, among other things. The apes were monitored with tracking devices. The government protected their existence, as we were a secret they wanted to keep; however, there had been leaks, which had cost lives.
Lendal and Bubba Jr. kicked a soccer ball, laughing. This was one of their favorite activities. I was in Leonard’s lap, using him like a chair, while I held a wine glass. The conversation was light, the Sasquatches talking amongst themselves, grunting and gesturing. Being able to understand what they were saying, I knew they were discussing our passage south. The tribe they sought was isolated, not having a great deal of contact with other Sasquatches or humans. They wanted to leave Lendal and Bubba Jr. with them, which was worrying. I knew I would have to say goodbye to my son, but I didn’t realize it might be so soon. He was growing up, and he would have to find a mate and breed.
Leonard nuzzled my neck, sniffing me. “Good Porsche.”
“Yeah, I’m good.”
Zelda appeared. “Okay, Daisy. Wolfie. Time for bed.”
Wolfie understood her perfectly, and, instead of behaving, he ran around the fire causing a ruckus. He was about to climb a tree when Harry grabbed him, smacking him on the butt. The little ape squealed with delight, enjoying being a troublemaker.
Harry stomped through the camp with Wolfie in his arms, depositing him inside a tent. A black nose appeared a moment later, as Wolfie eyed us. “Go to sleep,” rasped Harry. “You caused enough trouble.”
“Ggggrrrr…”
“Come on, honey.” Zelda took Daisy’s hand. “You go calm him down.” My daughter joined Wolfie, disappearing inside the tent. They fussed and talked for quite a while before they were quiet.
Steven watched these events, seemingly astonished by our behavior. He had never seen Sasquatches in the flesh. The first time I had met Leonard I’d been scared to death. I thought he was going to kill us. His height, his features, and the glittering effect of those black eyes had sent chills down my spine. These creatures could be fearsome to behold, but I knew them as kind and attentive lovers and fathers. They would never hurt their own, only outsiders who meant harm.
After Maggy began to fuss, Leslie brought her over, and she suckled on me, until her eyes drifted shut. I put her to bed with Daisy and Wolfie, who were now asleep in each other’s arms. They’d shared a bond since birth, and they were the best of friends. The atmosphere shifted at camp then, the occupants preparing for an evening of entertainment. I glanced at Shelly, and she smiled knowingly. She’d volunteered to visit, not having seen the Bigfoots in years, thus placing herself entirely in their power. Any woman entering a Sasquatch camp had to know this.
She scooted towards me. “Not much has changed.”
“Nope.” I glanced at Leonard, who had lit a pipe, which was filled with cannabis.
“I can’t believe you’ve had so many kids.”
“It’s not that many. Only three.”
“I never thought I’d be back here.”
“Why’d you come?”
She shrugged. “I wanted to see you guys. Daisy’s adorable. Maggy’s adorable. You seem happy.”
“I am. I have the best of both worlds. I can be here as long as I want and then go home.”
“And you’re married.”
“But you get to travel and stuff. You’ve been to Europe. I want to travel.”
“It was okay. I thought I was gonna get married, but then the asshole was messing around on me. It’s still…painful.”
“I’m sorry, Shelly.”
“Thanks.” She stared at the ground.
“How long are you staying?”
“I’m not sure. As long as the scientists, I guess.”
Shelly hated the woods. She loathed the primitive conditions. It had been an adjustment at first, but I had gotten used to living sparsely. My friend seemed unhappy. “You should come with us tomorrow. I need the exercise to get the baby fat off.”
“I might. I’m thinking about it. You’ve got a phone. I can always get picked up whenever.”
I nudged her. “It’ll be an adventure.”
She looked thoughtful. “It’s never boring with the tribe.”
“No, it isn’t.”
Pooky glanced at us from the other side of the fire, his eyes flashing with interest. He neared, sitting next to Shelly. I grinned, knowing the horny ape had naughty plans. Leslie was with Harry, who licked her neck, although she didn’t seem to mind.
Dr. Haynes got to his feet. “We should call it a night.” He typically didn’t stay to watch our orgies. “We’re hiking pretty early tomorrow.”
Steven glanced amongst u
s, noting the change in circumstance, as couples had drifted together. He stood, brushing off his pants. “Good night all.”
“Night,” I said. The Bigfoots ignored their departure.
Zelda participated in our amusements infrequently, preferring to sleep. She had disappeared inside a tent. We were evenly matched, which was unusual, one ape per woman.
“Shelly-belly, you’re about to get to know Pooky a lot better,” said Leslie.
“The best sex I ever had was with you guys.”
That statement was a surprise. “It is good, isn’t it?”
Pooky nuzzled her neck, sniffing and nibbling. Her long brown hair was pushed aside, as he moved in for the kill. “Oh, you have no idea…”
I sat on Leonard’s lap, his cock having hardened under me. It left a sizable wet spot on the bottom of my shorts. Leslie kissed Harry, their tongues meeting. The heat of the fire tempered the coolness of the evening; the occasional twig snapped loudly. I sighed, as Leonard grasped my breasts, pressing the mounds together. I was full of milk, nearly overflowing, and he enjoyed suckling me, releasing the pressure. My shirt was over my head, and I unhooked my bra, the abundance of my breasts falling free. This action captured Pooky’s attention; the horny ape gazed at the offering, his tongue licking the corner of his mouth. I found myself in his clutches then, his face buried in my chest, while he seized a nipple, drawing on the end of it, releasing a torrent of milk. Not to be outdone, Leonard closed his lips over the other nipple, and milk began to flow freely.
“Oh, Harry!” I glanced over at Leslie, finding her naked and on her back with Harry between her thighs, indulging in the softness of her pussy.
Having had enough milk, Pooky turned his attention towards Shelly, kissing her.
“You smell like milk,” she giggled. “Gross.”
He grasped her t-shirt, pulling it over her head. “Nice boobies,” he rasped.
She fought him playfully, pushing against the wall of his chest. “No, you filthy ape.”
“Ggggrrrr….”
My shorts had been removed; Leonard’s hoarse breathing filled my ears, as his excitement grew. The throbbing length of his cock pressed into my bottom urgently. “Nice, Porsche. Nice.”
He never seemed to tire of me, no matter how many years we had been together. “Oh, Leonard.” I was suddenly on my back, while he dove between my legs, his lengthy tongue twirling and stabbing. “Oh!” The intrusion was staggering, slippery and wet, while he laved deeply.
“Omigod!” cried Shelly. She was on all fours with Pooky behind her, his tongue buried in her pussy. “I sure did miss this!”
The three of us were pleasured in nearly the same way, the Sasquatches knowing exactly how to fan the flames of desire, bringing us blissfully to the edge. Leonard’s thumb pressed into my nub, rubbing the little bump in sinuous circles. I glanced at the canopy of leaves over my head, glimpsing the stars between the branches.
“Oh, God, Harry!” The spritely ape was behind Leslie, driving into her, while she grasped the blanket for support. Her breasts bounced with each thrust. “Oh, yeah…fuck me!”
Pooky fell to his back, bringing Shelly over him. She lowered onto his long, hard cock, the shaft embedding. “I really did miss this!” Her hips began to move, thrusting back and forth over him, while he moaned, the sound echoing in his lungs, primal and animalistic.
Leonard’s attentions had left me breathless and on the edge of orgasm. I pushed against him, leaning over him, while grasping the thick, wet mass of his phallus. He groaned, his eyes glazing with lust. I suckled the tip, marveling at how large the crown was. The slit leaked a stream of clear fluid, the musky offering teasing my senses. His hands tangled in my hair, while his chest rose and fell with his breathing.
“Good, Porsche…good.”
Leslie screamed then, having reached the pinnacle of what she could withstand, the climax tearing through her system. I hardly paid anyone any notice, while I worked Leonard, but hands were suddenly on my hips, lifting me to my knees. I assumed it was Harry, and, before I could form another thought, he slid deep, his heavy balls smacking my pussy.
The oral and vaginal stimulation produced a torrent of delicious tingles that sent my tummy into pleasurable spasms. With each thrust of Harry’s cock, my body buzzed, my velvety tunnel clamping around the object that was responsible for bringing me such pleasure. Having Leonard in my mouth added to these sensations, and, as I moaned, I shuddered, succumbing to the bliss, not being able to stop it.
“Oh! Ooohhh…”
Harry grunted then, stiffening. “Whhhooaarrrr…!”
A burst of semen sprayed, the excess pouring down my inner thighs. I didn’t mean to, but I bit on Leonard, and he moaned, the pain adding to the pleasure. More creamy fluid escaped. I had to close my eyes, as the wetness doused my face. Sticky, hot Sasquatch semen ran down my neck, drenching my breasts. Droplets fell from the tips of my nipples.
“Oh, Leonard. Ugh.”
“Good!” he rasped. “Sticky Porsche.”
“You dirty ape.”
“Gggrrrooaarrr…”
Chapter Six
As promised, we were on the move the next day, after having bathed in a nearby river, which was freezing. I held Maggy in a baby carrier, which was on my back, while Zelda managed Daisy. Wolfie caught a ride on Harry’s shoulders, and Leslie and Shelly strode on ahead with Dr. Haynes and Steven. The hike was brisk, and I struggled to keep up. The beasts were used to the humans lagging, and Pooky would appear to check on us, sometimes walking slowly by my side. When lunch came, we settled near a river, while the boys were in the water catching salmon.
I sat with Shelly, while Maggy drank from my breast. “I’m going to lose this weight pretty quick now.”
“No shit. I haven’t walked that much in years.”
“I still can’t believe you came out here. I never thought I’d see you again.”
“I know.” She stared into the distance. “I did the stuff I had to. I graduated college; I got engaged to a guy I thought I was going to be with forever. I had plans…but the bastard cheated on me. I went to Europe and stayed with my sister for a while.” Her look was solemn. “You know, some of my happiest days were out here. I didn’t know it at the time, but…I really missed these guys. Too bad Dale’s gone. I wanted to see him, but he’s with that female Bigfoot.”
“I’m pretty entrenched here, especially with the kids.”
“You have the best of both worlds. You can come and go. That might be a cool idea.”
“They always need more women.”
“Yeah, as breeding machines.”
I patted my stomach. “I think I’m done.”
“What?”
“I haven’t told Leonard, but I’ve had three kids. I don't think I can do more. My hormones are always outta whack after I give birth, and I’m miserable for months. Mike and I agree on this issue.”
She seemed to be mulling over what I had said. “You think your wilderness days are coming to an end?”
“When Daisy is a little older, I want her to go to school and have a normal life. I have another three years, but then…yeah. Probably.”
“This is a transient way of living. Apes come and go. People come and go.”
“They can visit us whenever they want. Our house is pretty isolated.”
Wolfie staggered over, his legs slightly bowed. “Oh, my God, this guy,” laughed Shelly. “He’s a hoot.”
“Ggggrrrr…” He sat next to her, using a stick to clean his teeth.
She petted his head, and he grunted. “He’s just fucking adorable.”
“He is. Daisy loves him. They’ve been together since infancy.”
“Can you say anything other than Ggggrrrr…?”
“Good day for hike,” he rasped.
“It is.”
The boys had returned with fish, and we would eat soon. I got to my feet, tossing Maggy over a shoulder. “I’m gonna see where Daisy is.”
After lunch
, we set out again. We planned to walk until sunset, finding a place to make camp. The elevation brought a chill to the air, and I wore a jacket, bundling Maggy and Daisy in warm clothes as well. Pooky held both Daisy and Wolfie at one point, both falling asleep over his shoulder. The fresh air and exercise had revitalized me; lifting whatever melancholy I had been feeling. It was the perfect antidote for the baby blues. The scientists held their own, carrying camping gear on their backs in formidable looking packs. Leonard pulled a cart behind him loaded with our tents and supplies. We were a vagabond group, walking and resting, passing the hours in conversation or silence.
The apes would stop to sniff occasionally, picking up on various scents. At one point, we hid in the trees, as they had sensed something dangerous. When the threat passed, we continued on our way. By the time the sun dipped over the horizon, we found a secluded spot and set up camp. Exhausted, I ate and washed in a nearby river before collapsing in the tent. I slept with Daisy, Maggy, and Wolfie, although the hairy youngster was pressed against me, his black nose on the back of my neck.
In the morning, I emerged to find Dr. Haynes sitting alone. “Hey. Where is everybody?”
“Getting food. How are you?”
“Tired, but good. Any coffee?” I glanced at the fire. There was a metal tin resting in the embers.
“There might be some left.”
“God, I hope so.”
“Shelly and Leslie must still be sleeping.”
I glanced at their tents. “Yeah.” There was a slight chill in the air, the aroma of moist earth pervading my nose. “Wonder where we’re going?”
“The walk should be mostly downhill today. We seem to be heading towards the lowlands.”
“Oh.”
“The elevation won’t be higher than four thousand feet.”
There were noises in the forest, a branch snapped. “The guys are coming back.”
“We’re going to take some samples today, if the Sasquatches cooperate, and then we’re leaving.”
My brows lifted. “Really?”
“This group you guys are heading for might be hostile. I don't want to take any chances.”
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