My name is Tina. This is the story of how I became the slut I am today.
I had just finished my sophomore year of college, studying bio-chemistry. I decided to eschew the summer classes most of my classmates were taking in favor of a backpacking trip across Europe. After securing my parents approval I bought a backpack, packed my clothes, and made the plane trip to France where I would be starting my trip.
Everything was normal during the trip there. I got the usual glances, and extra "security" pat downs. Not that I could blame them, I know I'm hot. I'm 5'4", with a 30D bust (pretty big for an asian girl) and a damn good looking ass. I always get compliments on my legs as well. I've never had a lack of male attention, not since I started getting some curves. That said, I'm definitely not a slut. Maybe a bit of a tease, but definitely not a slut.
So back to my trip, I got into France pretty early in the morning so after a quick call home I headed out. I stopped at the usual sites, flirted with some hot French guys, and ate the usual French food. The first portion of my trip continued in much the same fashion. I passed through Belgium, the Netherlands, Germany, then came to Poland. That was where the trouble started.
I came to a little town (I won't say any more on its location other than that it was near Poznan) where everything just seemed a little off. I couldn't put my finger on any one thing, it was just a combination of everything that made me feel on edge. If it was at all possible I would have continued on my journey, but the bus always stopped for the night there. I was able to get a decent room for a really low rate, which helped put me at ease a bit more.
That night I swear I could hear something between a moan and a scream, but it was far off and I couldn't be sure if it wasn't just my imagination.
The next morning I got dressed in my usual outfit of short shorts, thong, a tank top, sports bra, and my college hoodie. I headed out to the bus, expecting to get an early start as we had the past few days. Unfortunately, the driver was nowhere to be found. I headed back into the inn and inquired at the front desk. The manager told me, in rather broken english, that the bus had broken down and that the driver would be back the next day with the parts he needed.
With nothing else to do I decided to explore the town a bit. For the most part, it was like all the other small Polish towns I'd visited. There was still something a little off, but I'd pretty much began to ignore it. It wasn't until much later in the day, around 2:30, that I realized what it was. There were absolutely no women in the town at all! That explained all the stares I was getting.
I figured it was just some cultural thing, and with my mind placed at ease I decided to explore the surrounding countryside a bit. After hiking for about an hour, I noticed an odd mist or fog hanging over the trees in the distance. With nothing else to do, and another few hours to kill, I decided to go investigate.
Once I arrived at the source of the fog, I was even more intrigued. There was a very clear line of demarcation between the regular forest, and where the fog started. Being the curious girl I am, I decided to investigate further. Once I entered the fog I became very disoriented. I realized that I should have left a trail or something marking the way out. I wandered for what seemed like an hour before I came to a clearing. I walked out into the middle of the clearing hoping to find some sort of directions or anything really.
I found something, although definitely not what I was looking for. It was a large statue, about 6.5 feet tall. It looked almost like one of those gargoyles you see on churches, although with one major difference: it had a cock! I moved closer to investigate, intrigued as to what something like this was doing out in the middle of the woods. As I did I noticed that it was secreting something out of its cock. I touched it and my hand came away sticky.
I licked my hand nervously as I looked up at the statues face. All of the sudden its eyes flashed open and I felt like I couldn't move. I then became hornier than I'd ever been before. My pussy was literally gushing juices and I wanted nothing more than to fuck the gargoyle. I hurriedly stripped completely naked and bent over, lining my pussy up with its large cock.
As I said earlier, I'm pretty short, asian, and not much into sex. These all combine to make me have one tight pussy. My only boyfriend (who'd broken up with me a few months before) always had trouble fitting his cock into me, and this gargoyle's cock was MUCH larger than his.
I began to push back onto the gargoyle's cock, trying to go slow but also even fit it in, when its arms grabbed my shoulders and began forcing me onto its cock. I screamed as the head began to split my tight pussy. Goddamn did it hurt! The gargoyle, oblivious to my screams, continued to force me to take its cock. Thankfully, the length of the cock was not much larger than my boyfriends (about 7") and I'd soon taken the entire thing.
My pussy began to expand as I got used to the cock, and I truly started to enjoy myself. The thing seemed to sense when i was ready and pulled me off of its cock until only the head was still inside of me. It then pulled me back onto its cock, forcing its way all the way inside of me again. It repeated this rhythm a few more times until my pussy was fully stretched. At this point I was pretty much in heaven. I'd never felt so full, and I was loving life, not even thinking about the ridiculousness of the situation.
Without even realizing it I began to fuck myself on the gargoyle's cock. I didn't notice that he had taken his arms away from my shoulders and that I was fucking his large stone cock all on my own. I also didn't notice the chanting that began to fill the woods, so lost was I in the pounding I was giving myself. I reached down and began to rub my clit as I fucked that fat cock. Soon enough I began to cum on its cock, I was screaming in ecstasy as I actually began to squirt!
Once I came down from my orgasm I noticed the chanting, and that it was getting louder. I tried to pull myself off the gargoyle's cock, but he had grabbed me once again and was preventing me from getting away. The chanting filled the clearing as cloaked figures began to file in. All were wearing black cloaks, and all had their very erect cocks sticking out of them. They formed a circle surrounding the gargoyle and began to stroke their cocks, clearly anticipating something.