Monster Sex Stories (3 page)

“
Yes,”
Silenus said. “While it was once possible for centaurs to mate
with humans or nymphs it isn’t anymore. The woods are quiet,
the magic has gone away. The nymphs were killed by modern
civilization and the human women could no longer bear the children of
gods. Humans forgot the old ways. You are the future of our race and
it is your destiny to be here.”

“
Come
again?”

Lindsey
tried not to be too obvious as she scanned the area, looking for a
way out. She was still sure this was all a joke someone was playing
on her, maybe the villagers found this sort of thing funny, perhaps
it was how they kept the ‘missing’ statues hidden right
here in the cave.

“
You’re
my mate.”

Lindsey
laughed: an incredulous little chuckle that died as quickly as it
started. Her throat was dry and her heart beat so fast she was
terribly certain she was going to pass out. “No offense dude,
I’m not a horse,. In fact I don’t even like fucking
horses. I can’t ride one and I sure as hell…”

She
broke off, blinking dazedly. How would one mate with a centaur? With
that thought came a new possibility and her traitorous eyes slid down
the gleaming length of his body. His front legs and hindquarters were
covered in the same silky looking brown/chestnut hair that was on his
head.

Below
his tight waist his abs vanished into that hair, there was no seam
between the two halves of his body. His long tail swished back and
forth and his back was broad and straight. His hindquarters looked
powerful and even as she stared at him his cock slid plump and rigid
from its protective sheath.

It
was longer and thicker than anything she had ever seen, its head was
a mottled red and a large purple vein pulsed along it. The prick
tipped upward at the end, curling into the air and a strange and
unbidden desire curled into her and she shook her head, trying to
dispel it. Keira and Lathius quietly stood aside as Lindsey began to
back away toward the front room of the cave. Silenius eased toward
her, his hooves tapping the floor in an almost hypnotic rhythm.

She
made it into the front room. She felt her feet gear up to run but
hard and strong hands seized her shoulders and she was tossed over
his shoulder so that she was literally dangling on one side of his
powerful body.

That
scent was stronger, that scent of hot flesh and animal. The desire
that had begun in her ignited and she fought it, her every rational
thought railing against such a thing. “Let me down you filthy
pig!” She screamed as her fists beat against his upper back.

“
I’m
not a pig, I’m a horse.” There was laughter in his voice
and she yelled out a dozen swear words as he trotted in a circle,
deliberately making her dizzy before he deposited her on the cool
stone floor.

Lindsey
scrambled to her feet but he snatched her up again and she found her
back pressed into some oddly shaped contraption set against the wall
opposite the bookshelf-lined wall. She couldn’t comprehend what
it was for and her thoughts were lost as his hands came out and tore
away the t-shirt she wore.

Her
breasts rose in creamy half-moons over the pretty black bra she wore.
Silenus stared down at them with real admiration, then his fingers
tweaked at the fabric, tugged at the nipples below. They hardened and
she shuddered even as a flood of wetness stained her panties.

“
Get
off me, you freak!”

“
I’m
not a freak, you know me.”

She
fought but to avail. His mouth came down on her nipples, teasing them
through her bra and goose flesh broke out all across her body at that
touch. Her belly quivered and passion ignited, sweeping away all of
her thoughts and fears.

His
fingers tore the bra, she realized, dimly that he was unfamiliar with
the buttons and hooks and slid her hands down to her jeans buttons’
hoping to save them at least. The denim got tangled up in her boots
and he grunted as he yanked those off her feet roughly before
snatching the rest of her garments away.

Barefooted
and naked she stood before him. Air caressed her nipples and wet
mound, her ass cheeks quivered and she waited eagerly for his next
touch. Silenus slanted his mouth over hers, his tongue pressed into
her mouth and she met it with hers.

The
kiss was fiery, demanding and she gasped, her body reacting in a way
she had never expected and wasn’t sure how to handle. His scent
came to her again, stronger, as she ran her teeth and tongue across
his neck and nibbled at his ears.

His
front forelegs bent and she screamed in sharp and nearly unbearable
ecstasy as his tongue and fingers delved deeply into the center of
her pussy. His tongue found her clit while his fingers stroked her
labia, coaxing them open and then he was inside her, two fingers
thrusting hard and fast into her, stretching her open.

Soon
he had more fingers inside her. Sensation bloomed and spread. Liquids
spilled form her, soaking his face and hand as she ground her body
against him, desperate to come. Friction and heat mingled with his
clever tongue to create the longing that culminated in a orgasm so
intense it left her gasping for air and sliding down the contraption
that she was against but she didn’t fall far because Silenius
grabbed her, turned her around and bound her hands to the wooden
frame.

It
hit her all at once what she was against. It was a machine intended
to ease sex between human and centaur. His front hooves came up and
rested on the contraption, his hands gripped her shoulders so tightly
she yelped in pain and his cock probed insistently between her open
thighs.

He
entered her in one long and smooth pump. She felt her swollen channel
stretch to an almost unbearable width to take him in. She screamed
but that cry was born of desire as much as pain.

Silenius
fucked her, his body arching and thrusting, his heavy hindquarters
quivering with effort. Her slippery walls stroked the length of his
organ, her oils smoothing its passage into her. He rode her faster,
enjoying her heat and the way she bucked her hips back at him.

Lindsey
was lost in a haze of lustful wanting. Her ass jerked up and down as
she tried to keep up with his furious thrusts. Her toes dug into the
floor and her fingers curled into fists. The smell of their sex grew
stronger, sweat mixing in with it. She could smell her own arousal
and she groaned, his huge and pulsing prick demanding more of her.

Her
legs ached and she could feel the soreness starting far too soon in
her slit. She wanted more and she gasped as a second orgasm tore
through her.

Silenius
gave off his own cry and his cock jerked and twitched inside her as
long gushes of steaming white seed filled her. There was so much come
shooting form him that it ran down her legs, dripped onto the floor
below their feet and splashed her bare toes.

Hysterical
laughter poured out of her throat as he began to grow flaccid and
withdrew. Her pussy ached and felt oddly hollow as he left her, she
turned around slowly, her vision doubling and then righting itself.

She
dropped to her knees and found herself face to face with his cock.
Unable to stop herself she reached out and touched it. Slick fluids
still covered it and she squeezed it gently, experimentally. More
drops of come leaked from the tiny hole in the tip and she leaned
forward, drawn by a compulsion she couldn’t explain, and licked
that head.

Silenius
groaned and his back legs trembled. Taking that as a good sign she
swiped her tongue across it again, enjoying the combined taste of
their fluids. His organ began to grow again but he said, “Enough
woman, there is plenty of time and I don’t want to wear you out
the first moment we meet.”

Abashed
she let go of his cock and he chuckled as he extricated himself
carefully from the contraption. Silenius picked her up and clasped
her to his chest as he took her to the second of the beds on the
floor. He laid her down and stroked her hair in a comforting motion
that eased her fears and sent her spiraling toward sleep.

***

When
she woke up the sun had gone down and the cave was lit with candles,
she could smell bayberry and lilacs, roasted chicken and some other
savory things. Getting to her feet slowly she winced at the soreness
ion her body.

“
Here,”Keira
stood there, a long flowing gown in one hand.

Lindsey
took it and put it on, it was soft and full and swished against the
floor as she followed the other woman to the table. Of the centaurs
there was no sign. When she asked where they were Keira pointed to
the door of the cave and replied, “They like to run in the
moonlight.”

They
ate slowly. The food was plain but perfect and when she had eaten
Lindsey felt much better. While they were putting the dishes away the
two males returned and Lindsey blushed as she looked at Silenius.

His
hands stroked her hair again and she looked up at him, wondering why
she had ever thought that such a magnificent creature could not
exist. He picked her up and said, “Would you like a ride?”

“
Yes,”
she said breathlessly and he laughed as he slung her across his back
end.

She
struggled to find a better position and when she did she was
instantly shocked by how natural and good he felt between her thighs.
He set off, his muscles rippling as they ran under the silvery disc
of the moon.

In
a field blackened by the trees he sat her down and she stared in
delight at the ring of bluebells. “It’s beautiful!”
she exclaimed.

“
Not
as beautiful as you.”

His
mouth came down on hers in a kiss that took her breath away and she
closed her eyes, surrendering herself totally.

In
a cave on the hill people who had slept for thousands of years opened
their eyes, smiled and vanished one by one as their souls were
granted the peace promised by a centaur king, peace that could only
come from his son’s finding of his mate.

The
ship rocked on the gentle waves of the glittering sea. From her
vantage point near the bow Maya could see all the way to the horizon.
Other than the oddly shaped island that loomed off the port nothing
else disturbed the great shining sheet that was the sea. A footstep
sounded behind her and she turned her head to see Professor Higgins
stepping up to where she stood.

If
she could have turned and left she would have but politeness pinned
her in place. She pasted a pleasant smile on her face as he lit a
long thin cigar and waved a hand at the island, “Damn strange,
don’t ya think?”

“
Yes,
I do. That is why we are all here though, isn’t it? An island
somehow magically appearing in the middle of the ocean is very
strange.”

If
he noticed the acerbic tone he ignored it. Maya tried to pretend he
wasn’t surveying every inch of her body with his piggish little
eyes and that he was not blowing the noxious smelling fumes of his
cigar into her face.

She
was not unaware that she was attractive. Her shoulder length blonde
hair was pinned up on her narrow head and she wore a broad brimmed
hat to protect her pale skin from the sun but it could not disguise
her wide set brown eyes and very pink Cupid’s bow mouth. Her
jeans and tee shirt could not hide her curves either. Her breasts
were large and softly drooping, they strained against the cotton of
the shirt, the waistband of her jeans showed very clearly the sudden
tuck inward and her hips belled out widely, creating an hourglass
figure that was made even more attractive by her plumped out ass
cheeks and trim thighs and calves. She knew every inch of her own
body and that men found her attractive but when faced with oglers
like Higgins she often wished she wasn’t.

She
was a young undergrad student taking a double major in both history
and botany. She was hoping to become a landscape archeologist and
Higgins was one of her professors. He had decided to bring her along
on the expedition and while he had been the perfectly polite teacher
at the college as soon as the plane had taken off he had transformed
into a leering old lecher. She was well aware of what he was hoping
to get in return for bringing her along but she had no intention of
having sex with him, or anyone for that matter. On her finger
twinkled the band of the promise ring she wore, a reminder that she
had promised to remain a virgin until she married. It was still the
only ring she wore.

Higgins
took the stinking stick from his mouth and asked, “So what does
our little botanist think about our island eh?”