Theme: Female finds herself in a compromising situation and is claimed by a primal male.
Changing POVs are indicated by ~~~~
Disclaimer: All characters are over 18 years of age. I imagined this story taking place during the time of primitive man so I tried to make it seem like the typical "cave man" type of behavior. Comments and suggestions are more than welcome.
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You are walking alone in the forest looking for delicious berries to have as a sweet treat. You know you aren't supposed to leave the cave without being accompanied, but the lure of sweet, plump berries and the exquisite, almost euphoric, juice on your tongue encourages you to go beyond the boundary lines. You follow the familiar paths left before you by the herds of gentle deer until the path opens up into a large open meadow. In the middle of the meadow is your favorite berry bush. You were so overcome with excitement and unheedingly bounded over to the bush and started collecting as many as you could carry.
What luck! These berries were even larger and more juicy looking than you have ever seen them. It wouldn't hurt to have just one, you think to yourself. You reach out gingerly and pluck one of the ripe fruits from the fragile branch and bring it to your luscious lips. You can smell the intoxicating aroma and you feel yourself salivate. You quickly pop the berry into your mouth and you feel an explosion of flavor. Your eyes roll back in your head and a low satisfying moan erupts from your throat. It is the most delicious thing you have ever tasted. Your knees become weak causing you to collapse as you succumb to the pleasure of the berry.
Your body feels so wonderful. A pleasant heat radiates from your core and seems drawn to the special place between your thighs. High pitched mewls and gasps escape between your lips as the heat envelopes your most tender of areas. A liquid heat erupts from you and you feel your own juice begin to come forth and cover the roots of the bush. Little did you know that a dark figure crouched just beyond the clearing. Waiting. Watching. A hunger growing within his own body as he watched you squirm in ecstasy. Without you noticing he steps out from beyond the shadows and silently approaches you.
The pleasant heat has deepened within your body and your mind feels heavy like the heavens right before a storm. Your body feels flushed and the subtle tickling of the furs you wore over your breasts cause your nipples to become hypersensitive. Every breath, every minuscule movement caused the material to roughly caress your sensitive buds. Sweet moans escape from you as you arch your back wishing for more stimulation. One of your hands caresses the edge of your top and lightly traces the swell of you breasts.
The sensations are intoxicating and you rub your thighs together to try and quell the rising and urgent need within you. Your hand slips underneath the material of your top and you gasp at the feeling of touching your erect nipples with your fingers. With each hand you lovingly take a swollen bud and caress and gently pinch and roll them between your fingers. You no longer have control of your hips as they continually undulate; the liquid from your most secretive spot pooling beneath you making the grass shimmer in the sunlight.
You have never felt so utterly aroused before and you wish that this feeling would never end. All too soon you feel your muscles clench and strong jolt of lightening cascaded across your nerves and blissful cry of released echoed within the meadow. Your breath is ragged as you try to force air back into your lungs once you come down from your orgasm. Subconsciously, you lick your lips and nibble at your lower lip relishing in the euphoric daze you found yourself in.
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The dark figure feels himself tighten all over his body. Never had he seen or even known that a female could be so erotic and tantalizing. The females he had bedded before had felt limp and were silent during their matings. This female, however, was entirely different; her sensitive reactions and the pitiful mewls awoke something primal in him that he had never felt before. It didn't matter what happened or how, but he was going to claim this female and he would not let her escape his grasp.
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As your mind slowly comes back down to earth you hear something that immediately sets all of your senses on alert. Behind you, to the left, a twig snapped beneath the weight of something large and heavy. Your body tenses and you swing your head around whilst turning your body into a crouching position. At first you see nothing, but as your eyes adjust to the darkness of the trees you see the slight reflection of eyes shining in the foliage and quick flash of teeth before a large man launches himself straight towards you. In a panic you immediately race off in the direction of your cave. In your mind you know if you can only make it there then you will be safe and protected.
You race through the dense forest feeling the biting sting of leaves and twigs whip your naked breasts, thighs, and stomach, but you do not hesitate to push on. Behind you there is the heavy footfalls of your pursuer shortening the distance between you. You chance a quick peek behind you to judge the distance, but find yourself propelled flat in the dirt in front of you with a hard thud. You curse and groan under your breath as you look to see what caused you to trip. It was nothing more than a gnarled, old, tree root covered in slippery moss.
You look down at your ankle and wince at the instant pain that shoots up your leg. You know that walking, much less running, would be possible for you now. You worriedly look up in the direction of your pursuer and realize there is no one to be seen. You try to quiet your racing heart to hear the pounding footsteps, but all you can hear is the pounding of your heart. Naively you hope that the man gave up and returned to whatever place you came from until the hair in the back of your neck stands on end. The feeling of being watched overwhelms you as you quickly look to your left and see him standing in all his glory.
For what it was worth, you found him incredibly attractive upon getting a good look at him. His body was strong and his muscles bulged enticingly beneath his skin. When your eyes locked with his you feel instantly frozen with desire; he is looking down at you with a dark and hungry gaze and smiles slightly. It was not a smile of humor or compassion. It was the pure, raw, sensation of pursuing a desired prey...and catching it.
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The female was much quicker than he anticipated, but found it easy enough to keep up with her until she felt safe enough to chance a look behind her at his progress. Once she did that he knew it would be all over. Only a moment after she did she slipped and fell to the ground and lay helpless. As quietly as he could he slowed his progress and shifted his position so that he would approach her from a different angle. From the shadow of the foliage he peered down at his prey to ensure that she was not too badly injured. An injured female would be completely reluctant to mating which would put an end to anything intimate.