Sasquatch 1

Frank sighed in frustration as he pulled as hard as he could on a strap that was securing all of his camping gear in his truck. Frank sighed in frustration as he pulled again and again before giving up and crossing his arms as he stared at what had defeated him.

His pick-up truck was overloaded with camping gear and supplies he swore he would need while camping. Victoria walked out of their house while talking loudly to her mom on the phone.

"Yeah! Yeah, I know. Uh-huh. No, we will be fine. Frank packed everything I told him not to, so he gets to deal with it now," Victoria replied to her mother over the phone while death glaring at her husband Frank with an, "I told you so," look.

Frank sighed and slouched in defeat as he pushed up the tailgate and locked it in place before hopping in the driver seat and waiting for his wife to join him. Frank looked in the mirror of his truck and touched his smooth shaven face. He didn't think he looked too bad and people questioned why his wife would end up with someone like him. Victoria was a bombshell compared to him. Super attractive, young, smart, and had an attitude that would make you think twice about crossing her.

Victoria hopped into the truck after hanging up her cellphone and sliding it back into her pocket on her short-shorts. Victoria fixed her jet black hair into a ponytail and smacked her lips that had bright red "fuck you" lipstick. She knew she looked good and she loved dressing up for her husband.

"What?" Victoria finally said after realizing Frank was staring at her.

"Nothing, just dunno what you see in me is all," Frank replied with a shrug and a turn of the key to start up the truck.

Victoria touched his arm and gave his bicep a squeeze, "I love you and I wouldn't want anyone else. Besides, cheer up! We've been planning this trip for months and we are finally leaving for this camping trip!"

Victoria sat back and rolled down the window as the truck sped off towards their destination. She closed her eyes and let the wind kiss her soft, pale skin.

"We both deserve this after working so hard. And...we can fuck as long as you want and as loud as you want because there isn't anyone else around for miles," Victoria finally replied after a relaxed sigh. After saying this, she bit her lip and gave Frank her famous "bedroom eyes."

Frank smiled wide and gripped the steering wheel, "You know it, Babe. Gah! The great outdoors. Away from everyone and everything. No service, no worries, nothing!"

Victoria leaned back against the seat and stared out of the window as the city buildings flew by in a blur before big green trees started appearing more frequently. Soon, it was nothing but trees and wide open spaces of fields and mountains. She had been looking forward for a getaway with her husband and escaping the mundane day to day life of work, bills, and stress.

Victoria adjusted her white crop-top that hugged her perky C-cup breasts. The sun felt amazing in her pale skin and she closed her green eyes as she felt nature embrace her.

Frank kept staring at the road and at his beautiful wife that sat next to him. They'd been married for a few years now and he loved her with everything in his being. He knew he was a bit insecure and it really showed when other guys would cat call his wife and he wouldn't stand up for her even when she'd push him to say something back. His heart sank as he imagined being defenseless around her and he really wanted to start toughening up to protect his wife. He knew she'd never leave him, but if she did, he wouldn't stop her and that's what scared him.

"I love you," Frank said to Victoria.

"I love ya too!" Victoria replied, opening her eyes and stirring from the alluring embrace of nature.

She took his hand in hers and squeezed tightly. She loved Frank with all of her heart and she was excited to have one on one time with him finally.

After a few hours, the pick-up truck bounced across the dirt road to a parking spot that had looked like it had been abandoned a long time ago. Frank smiled at Victoria who blew a kiss back at him as they climbed out of the truck and began unloading their camping gear. Frank fought with the tent while Victoria set up the campfire and pulled out their sleeping bags and suitcases with clothes.

While all of this was occurring, a legendary monster lurked around the woods, wandering around for food and a place to sleep.

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Many call him Sasquatch and others Big Foot. There are even some that have reports or ideas about the existence of this monster and how it's managed to live and survive for generations upon generations. What they didn't know is that Sasquatch needed a mate to dump his seed into so that she would carry on the next generation of Sasquatch. And any monster that was born was born a male so they required a human female to mate with.

This particular Sasquatch was left out in the woods to survive on his own. He knew only of himself and the animals that moved within the mountains and forests around him. He wandered the forests and mountains with basic necessities in mind.

After years of traveling solo through treacherous terrain and looking for his own kind, he heard a language being spoken that he'd never heard of before. His ears pushed him towards the language.

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Frank and Victoria had settled for the night and were talking over the campfire while roasting marshmallows.

"It's so beautiful out tonight," Victoria spoke out after watching Frank put his s'more together and chomp down.

"Yes, it really is," Frank replied while smacking his lips together and chewing the s'more. He looked over at Victoria and saw she was staring at him with a loving look in her eyes.

"Remember when we first met? We'd stay up all night talking to each other and staring up at the stars. This night reminds me of those times. Here we are, put in the middle of nowhere without any distractions or people or civilization. Just you and me and this warm fire," Victoria spoke softly as she leaned back in her camping chair and folded her hands together in her lap.

Frank licked his fingers and sat back in his chair as well. He was sitting across from her and he watched the light from the fire dance off of her skin.

"Yeah. It really is peaceful out here. Aside from the bears, mountain lions, and Big Foot....I think we'd be pretty OK living like this."

Victoria leaned forward in her chair and stared at Frank with nervous eyes.

"Big Foot?" She quickly mumbled out of quivering lips.

Frank laughed loudly and patted his chest before replying to his now terrified wife.

"Yes! Big Foot. You know? A huge, hulking monster-man that lurks the woods and mountains. People have tried for ever and ever to capture him or just make contact with him. All they ever find is remnants from him like footprints and strands of hair. There's even women who claimed to have been raped by him!"

Victoria bounced her chair up and down as she shuffled to sit next to her husband for comfort.

"What??? Raped?!"

Frank sighed. He hates talking about that part of the most legendary being in existence...aside from aliens, anyways.

"Yeah. Everyone writes it off as lies though. Just cheating wives, girlfriends, girls that want attention, etc. But regardless, I don't think he's real. I mean this has been a thing for hundreds of years. They even say he was around for the Stone Age! There's no way he lives that long. I think it's just people walking around leaving "traces" of him to keep everyone on their toes and keep the legend alive."

Victoria gripped Franks arm tightly as she thought about what he was saying.

"Well, what if he really is still alive? I mean, not the original Big Foot, but like...his off spring? Is that even possible? Maybe those girls weren't lying! Maybe he like...mates with them or something disgusting like that to keep his existence alive."

Frank scowled at the idea. He hated hearing his wife talk like that. Just imagining something like that made his stomach turn upside down and he was filled with jealous rage.

"Even if he was real, he would never touch you. I'd kill him before he even laid a stupid little finger on you. Don't talk like that, Victoria," he replied angrily, loosening her grip on his arm.

Victoria re-tightened her grip with a flurry of apologies, but she couldn't save the moment. Frank stood up, yanked his arm away, and stormed off to the tent.

"I'm going to bed. You can join me if you want, but I think I'm done for the night," he replied as he left his wife sitting alone by the fire.

Victoria watched him zip open the tent and climb through, disappearing into the black shadow of the tent.

"Fuck. Why did I have to say something like that. Way to go, Victoria. Can't even make your man happy," she whispered to herself.

The snap of a twig stirred her from her frustration, however; and she took off to the tent, zipping it quickly behind her as she dove straight into her sleeping bag.

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Victoria woke up the next morning and saw Frank wasn't there. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and unzipped the door to their tent while peering outside. She could see him sitting by the fire, making pancakes for the both of them. Now was her chance to apologize for the night before.

Frank watched as his wife emerged from the tent in her underwear and white tank top without a bra underneath. He could see her pink nipples poking through the fabric from the crisp morning breeze. It was a little chilly, but he admired her determination to walk up to him and give him a huge kiss on his cheek.

"Good morning," Frank replied as he flipped the pancake over.

"Good morning," Victoria replied as she sat down in her chair that hadn't moved since the previous night. She pulled a blanket over her shoulders and wrapped herself into it. "Hey...I'm sorry about last night. I wasn't hinting at anything...and I forgot your sensitive to stuff like that. I didn't mean anything by..."

Victoria was interrupted by Franks sudden kiss on her soft, pink lips. She felt the warmth in his tongue as he slid it into her mouth and danced around her tongue with it. After a moment, he released her.

"It's ok. I shouldn't have gotten upset by it. I'm just...insecure I guess," he replied. "I made pancakes though!"

Victoria smiled and accepted the plate he had made for her. The two sat side by side, munching away on their breakfast while a stalker went unnoticed in the distance.

Sasquatch had stumbled upon their campsite accidentally while following the sound of talking and smell of smoke from the campfire. He didn't know why he followed these signs...perhaps instinct? Regardless, he watched from a distance, gauging the threat from these two unknown beings. He'd never met a human before and only ever remembered being left in the middle of the woods, abandoned by his mother whom he could barely even remember. The look of Victoria made him feel some kind of familiar feeling; as if he had seen someone like her before...or perhaps another human female. Curiosity kept him frozen from where he was hiding.

After the two had finished eating, Victoria stood up and twirled around in a happy dance from a full tummy.

"Ugh! I'm stuffed! Thank you for the breakfast, darling," she sang out loudly which made Frank laugh.

"Stuffed, huh? Say....what says I stuff you right now with something other than food?"

Victoria blushed and slyly replied, "Oh yeah, big guy? And what might that be?"

Frank stood up and pointed to his bulge that had started to form. He wanted to fuck her that night, but he was weirdly aroused and turned off by her talking the way she did and it confused him. Rather than act on it, he went to sleep on it. And now, his balls were full and ready to empty inside of his beautiful wife.

Victoria skipped over to him, her bra-less tits bouncing in her shirt as she did so. She touched her hand to his crotch and felt him harden further. She gave his cock a soft squeeze and unbuckled his pants.

"Well then, I suppose you should rightfully stuff me with this cock of yours," Victoria cooed as she yanked his pants down, freeing her husbands rock hard cock.

To her, he was the perfect size. 8 inches, thick and a thin vein running along his shaft. She playfully swirled her fingers around the tip which made him shudder and slap her butt.

"You're a tease," he replied as he began touching her firm and plump butt while she stroked his cock until he couldn't take it any longer.

"Why don't you take a seat and I'll show you how well you can stuff me," Victoria whispered in his ear while pushing him softly to the chair.

Frank sat down, his cock flopping upwards as she straddled him while removing her underwear and exposing her drooling pink, hairless pussy to the world.

Sasquatch watched from afar and his large, brown eyes widened, his pupils dilating as he took in a beautiful site. His breathing quickened as he watched Victoria pull her top off while sliding her husband's cock into her tight cunt. His eyes followed her bouncing tits, up and down, up and down as she rode her husband. He had never seen a pair of breasts in his life until this very moment and it excited him.

Victoria's pale, perky tits rubbed against her husband's face while she rode him slowly, grinding him around inside of her. Sasquatch watched, his own cock hardening and he felt a twinge in his balls that made him start walking towards the couple. His cock pointed the way as instinct kicked him into overdrive. He felt an overwhelming need to mate with her and fill her up with his virile seed so she could carry his child and continue the Big Foot legacy.

Victoria moaned and looked past her husband with a weird sense of someone nearby. She let out a scream as she saw the beast approaching them. She sprang off of Frank and covered herself immediately as Frank began shouting, "What? What??!"

Frank stood up and turned around, his cock throbbing from almost cumming and being denied his release. His eyes widened and he screamed, "What the fuck!!!"

As Frank kept Victoria shielded behind him, they both stared in horror at Sasquatch. The monster stood taller than any man and if they had to guess, somewhere between 7-8 high and he was covered in muscle and heavy, dark brown fur or hair. His face looked more primate than human, and his chest rose and fell quickly as he seemed to be in heat. Parts of his body were not covered in hair, and those were his stomach and pelvis along with his hands and parts of his feet.

Frank glanced downwards and looked straight back up, but Victoria held her gaze at the monsters massive tool swinging between his meaty thighs. A huge, vein covered cock was at attention and it looked thicker than her arm. It was massive and had to easily be 10-11 inches in length. She saw his huge, baseball sized testicles hanging by his thighs in his large, leathery sack. Victoria was almost entranced with his package and as he looked past Frank, it only twitched in agreement. He needed her...wanted her...desired her. Sasquatch smelled the air and got a whiff of her pheromones from Frank fucking her and she squeezed her legs shut as she watched his cock drip a bead of clear precum from the inflamed tip.

His tan colored cock had a dark pink tip that was beginning to glisten with precum as he anticipated a hole to fuck. Frank ran after the beast and threw a hard punch to his face which barely even stirred the monster from gawking at Victoria. Frank grabbed his hand in pain after striking the beast and tries to throw another punch which enraged Sasquatch. With a loud, bellowing bowl, Sasquatch grabbed Frank and tossed him like a rag doll across the campground, removing him from his path.

Sasquatch looked at Victoria and he pounded on his chest in victory which made his huge balls bounce around and his thick cock slap his thighs as it swung side to side. Victoria both stared at his monstrous cock and screamed at the same time as her only protection was very quickly neutralized. There was now nothing standing between her and the hulking beast.

She squeezed her arms tighter around her breasts as they spilled out over her arm and she used her other hand to cover her dripping pussy from the beast, trying to save some kind of decency for herself. Sasquatch only howled again and began approaching her, his eyes fixated on her luscious, soft body while she slowly backed away from him before backing into a tree and cowering against it. She soon felt his hot breath breathing on top of her head as his huge, rock hard cock pushed against her outer thigh while he sniffed her in curiosity.

"F-fuck! G-get away from me your beast!" She bravely tried yelling out as she tried her hardest not to keep staring at his massive dick that he was now humping her with.

Sasquatch grabbed her arms in his massive, strong hand and lifted them up and away from her body so he could see her in all of her naked beauty. Victoria looked deep into his brown eyes and she could see he enjoyed what he was looking at. His eyes raped her up and down as he stared at her slender body as she was helpless. He used his other hand to grip her tits and roughly fondle them, watching how they bounced around with each poke and prod. He then stuck his tongue out and licked her nipples, his entire tongue covering one breast at a time. She tasted sweet to him and her hairless body drove him further into a rut. She could tell this, because his cock squirted out a stream of precum that coated her thigh as he instinctively humped her leg again.

"H-holy shit...you've never fucked before...have you?" Victoria tried rationalizing with the beast. She glanced down at his balls and then back up at the beast who paused his assault on her body while listening to a language he didn't understand.

"Ahh...so....I'm guessing I was right. You need to mate with me to carry on your generation..." Victoria was losing her grip on reality and slipping into pure, unadulterated lust.

She glanced over at Frank her was stirring from his concussion and then looked back at the Sasquatch. She couldn't move her hands, so she lifted her leg and maneuvered his cock to where it was now resting between her legs and pushing against her pussy. She slowly grinder herself against his impressive length, coaxing more precum out of his heavy balls.

Frank's vision cleared up as he took in what was happening. He saw his wife pinned against a tree in the hands of a monstrous beast known as Sasquatch or Big Foot.

"Hey! Get away from her! Don't touch her!!" He yelled out which fell on deaf ears.

"I-it's ok. He just needs to fuck..." Victoria managed to moan out before Sasquatch gripped her hips and lifted her into the air until her pussy was aimed directly above the tip of his swollen, drooling cock.

Frank stumbled forward and yelled out, "No!!!!"

It was too late. Victoria let out a loud moan as she felt the tip of the monsters cock pierce her innocent pussy and force its way deep inside of her. She felt her pussy walls clamp down, trying to stop the invasion of such a monstrous cock. Sasquatch bellowed low in relief as he felt the most pleasurable sensation he had ever felt in his life. For years, his cock would randomly harden and ache for release, but he knew nothing of self pleasure or reproduction. It wasn't until only recently that his body kicked into overdrive and lust along with basic animal instinct kicked in and lead him to this fateful day. He was now balls deep inside of a warm, wet, and extremely tight hole that only gripped his cock like a snake choking the life out of its prey.

Victoria drooled as she watched her belly inflate and outline the beasts cock as she felt his balls hit her firm ass as he buried himself deep inside of her. She looked down and rubbed the tip of his cock through her skin as it twitched deep inside of her. He then slowly pulled himself free before plunging himself deep inside of her once again. His brain went into overdrive and pure instinct to breed her kicked in. His balls began churning his thick seed as he began thrusting into Victoria's tight pussy over and over again. He kept a firm grip on her hips as she leaned against the tree and gripped a branch to steady herself from the Sasquatch's violent assault on her human pussy.