by Cheri Wood
“Oh, I think we scared up more than a few birds the other night,” Rafe chuckled, patting her ass.
After all the wall-banging, they’d gone for another, more subdued, round. Rafe had spooned her while fucking her with long, slow strokes. She hadn’t come, but she told him she did. She was hoping to get another chance today.
They found a decent spot and laid down the blanket they’d brought. Rafe sat down first, digging into the cooling bag. “So you’re in the mood for fish or-”
“Actually,” Ashley said, drawing his attention as she pulled her sports-bra over her head. “I’m craving something else right now.”
Rafe stared at her, his mouth hanging open, as she unsnapped her shorts and dropped them along with her bikini bottoms on the ground. Then she proceeded with crawling onto the blanket and unzipping his cargo shorts. She didn’t bother pulling them off completely, instead focusing on getting his stiffening member out so she could suck it into her mouth.
“Fu-uck,” Rafe groaned, leaning back on his elbows.
Ashley bobbed her head on him while cupping and caressing his balls, enjoying the power she had over him in that moment. But there was something else turning her on, too. The idea that somewhere out there, something was watching her, smelling her arousal. Would it come ashore looking for her? From what she’d read, the creature could breathe above water and may have fins to waddle on.
“Baby, I’m gonna-”
Ashley pulled out of her fantasy and popped Rafe’s cock out of her mouth. “Not yet.”
She reached over him to find a condom and carefully slid it on him before straddling him. Slowly, she slid down his shaft until she felt his balls against her ass. Then she put her hands on his chest and started to roll her hips over him. Like the motion of the ocean… or the swamp.
Rafe cupped her breasts and he played with her nipples until they were stiff and tender. She was coated in a layer of sweat and slid easily along his equally soaked body.
“Mm,” she moaned, resisting the urge to stroke herself. If everything went as planned, she might get to cum, after all.
“You’re killing me,” Rafe groaned as she threw back her head, enjoying the slow stimulation.
“What do you need, baby?” she asked him, tweaking his nipples.
He cursed and bucked his hips. “I need to fuck you hard.”
“Hmm… like this, you mean?” she said, lifting her hips and sliding almost completely off him before plopping back down.
“Fuck, yeah.”
“All righty then,” she said with a naughty grin and changed position so that she was squatting over him, facing the swamp, and proceeded to bounce on his cock.
He screamed his approval and met her downward movements with upward thrusts until he shot his load into the condom and collapsed.
Gingerly, Ashley peeled herself off him, feeling the burn in her thighs. She was no stranger to activities such as rock-climbing or hiking rough terrain, but her cock-bouncing put a few extra muscles to work.
“Where are you going?” Rafe practically slurred.
“Just to wash off,” she said, grabbing her new, waterproof camera and slipping the strap over her head. “I’ll be back in a sec.”
The water was murky, but nice and warm. Ashley hoped she was right about the Altie, and that the ‘gators in the area wouldn’t attack, but she was tense as she waded into the water. She was also completely turned on.
She swam away from the shore and started floating, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her naked body, and the slightly cooler lap of the water against her sides. She’d only been floating for a few minutes when something brushed against her back. Something round and slick.
Ashley tried to keep still and not panic, but her heart was beating fast. What if it was a ‘gator and it decided to make her its meal? She’d only have herself to blame.
Another brush and she looked over to see a fin breach the surface just a few feet away. It was real. She’d found another cryptid. She reached up for her camera and waited for it to reappear. When something breached the surface next, though, it was a broad snout with a double row of teeth on the upper jaw. She snapped a photo in sheer horror, and then the mouth closed around her body. She let out a scream, but it was muted as she was pulled under the surface. She’d found the Altie, and now it was going to kill her.
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When Ashley came to, she was in a cave. She gingerly moved her legs and arms, checking that she still had use of them. Apart from feeling a little sluggish and sore, she didn’t seem to have any injuries. Had the creature brought her to its lair? Alligators didn’t do that, did they? It was more of a croc thing to stockpile food, wasn’t it? Was it the Altie she’d seen?
Either way, she needed to get out of its lair before it came back to feed. Carefully, Ashley sat up, looking around. Her camera was still around her neck, and she snapped a few photos of the cave. As she made it down to the water, she saw something glowing under the surface, and when she hunched down, she felt her thigh muscles protest. Rafe. Would he come looking for her? Would he even know where to start?
Ashley shook her head. She couldn’t count on anyone else to save her, she had to take matters into her own hands.
Inching closer, she squinted to make out the glowing forms in the water. Were those eggs? She used her camera to zoom in and capture the organisms on film.
As she was getting up, there was a splash nearby and she gasped. She backed away from the water’s edge, holding her hands up. “I wasn’t touching the eggs. Please...”
The creature stared at her, cocking its head. Its mouth was closed and less intimidating, but its torpedo-shaped body seemed huge, probably the size of a tall bodybuilder. She was not a petite woman, but she was slim. This creature probably weighed a ton.
It wasn’t lunging at her or acting aggressive in any way, so Ashley decided to try her initial approach again. Carefully, she slid into the water and swam up to the creature. It watched her every move, and she slowly reached out her hand to touch its slick, metallic-brown body. She felt it hum under her palm and stroked it.
“You’re beautiful,” she said, mesmerized.
The creature rumbled and rolled. Ashley was stunned as its belly breached the surface. Was it showing submission? If so, she actually stood a chance at getting out alive. She started stroking the smooth surface of the Altie’s belly, and after a few strokes, she noticed something moving. When she looked over, a shaft was protruding from some sort of cavity in its lower body. She estimated it was about twelve inches in length and torpedo-shaped. Like a long, slick dildo.
The thought made Ashley shiver and, as if in a trance, she reached down to run her fingertips along its length.
The Altie purred and Ashley’s pussy started throbbing. She wanted that thing inside her. Badly.
Doubting she would be able to keep afloat, Ashley swam for the cave floor. The Altie roared and rolled over again, following her. Once she’d crawled a bit onto solid ground, she raised her hips and spread her cheeks. Either it knew what to do or not, but-
Ashley gasped as the Altie crawled over her and its length slid into her asshole. Just like Duncan’s dick in her ass, the Altie’s was slick and slim enough to penetrate, only to grow and expand once seated. So it was a trait in cryptids!
Unlike with Duncan, though, the Altie didn’t have hips and she soon realized the cock pistoned on its own while the rest of the creature’s body remained immobile, keeping most of its weight off of her.
Ashley’s orgasm started to build as she envisioned the visual she must present, being assfucked by an aquatic creature. Duncan had told her to explore, and that was exactly what she was doing. How could she have gone all these years not knowing what pleasures were out there? It seemed like such a waste.
The Altie’s piston hammered her faster and faster, making her front scrape against the rough ground. The added friction against her nipples send her over the edge and she screamed out her release. Moments later, the Alti
e wailed and she felt a rush of liquid filling her tight canal. The creature’s entire body seemed to sigh as the appendage left her, and then it slid back into the water. Ashley carefully got up and sat on the edge with her feet in the water.
“Any chance I might hitch a ride back?” she said, half-laughing at the pointlessness of talking to the creature. It didn’t even have ears, for crying out loud.
The Altie seemed to understand her, though, for it swam up to the edge and rolled onto its back in front of her. Could she climb on? She reached out and stroked its belly and again its long appendage began to protrude.
“So soon?” she chuckled. But the creature remained on its back, flopping its fins.
Biting her lip, Ashley decided to try something. She put one leg out and managed to straddle the torpedo-shaped body. She leaned forward so she could hold on to the Altie’s front fins, her breasts pressed against its belly.
When it started moving, she almost slipped off, but then she felt the shaft against her behind and tilted her hips up so that it could slide into her pussy. She moaned at the contact and closed her eyes as the creature swam and fucked at the same time.
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“Ashley!”
Rafe’s voice startled her and Ashley realized she was floating out in the swamp. Was her encounter with the Altie all a dream?
“What the hell are you doing? Get out of there!” Rafe yelled, getting into the kayak to paddle out to her.
Ashley blinked against the harsh sun and let Rafe pull her out of the water and across the kayak so he could bring her ashore.
“Do you have any idea how dangerous that was?” he continued berating her. “And why would you go into the water without a bathing suit? There are all sorts of things that can get into your body.”
“Mm…” she mused, thinking of the Altie’s delicious cock. If it was even real.
“You really are a crazy one, aren’t you?”
“Totally,” she said, looping her arms around his neck. “How do you feel about fucking crazy people?”
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Ashley waved as she drove away from Rafe’s boat shop. All in all, the trip had been a success.
When she got back to her room after their picnic, she checked her camera. Sure enough, there were photos from the cave, and the surface shot she’d gotten when the Altie first took her. It was enough proof for the magazine to publish, and enough proof for her that it hadn’t been a dream. She’d been so excited that she let Rafe take her ass that night. He lacked the special lubricant and flexibility cryptids seemed to possess, so it was a tight fit, but it brought them some serious mutual pleasure.
She stopped at Earl’s gas station to fill up for her drive back to the Cryptid Explorer’s headquarters, and checked her itinerary. Next stop: Indonesia.
The Ahool was supposed to have forearms the size of a small child. She couldn’t wait to find out how big its cock was.
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Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed this story, keep an eye out for more in the series and follow Ashley as she travels the world seeking out new experiences.