Lost in Eros
Book II: The Forest
The Bull
Tascha had almost no experience with large animals. She hadn't grown up on a farm or anything. All she could think was that she shouldn't make any aggressive or fast moves. She was glad she didn't have a red cape or anything, but then realized that she didn't even know if that made any sense. Maybe bulls just had poor vision so bullfighters used the bright color to draw their attention. Of course, it was likely that none of this really mattered, since, clearly, this was no ordinary bull.
Sure, it had the head of a dark brown bull, with large, dangerous looking horns. Its big dark eyes were watching Tascha carefully. It had a thick bovine neck, covered with proper bull fur... or was it hair on cows? At the shoulders though, everything changed. From there on down, well, until the thighs, the Bull had the body of a big, muscular man, also dark brown, though hairier than she had ever seen a black man's body. His thighs started out human, but transitioned strangely into the legs of a sturdy bull, complete with hooves. How he managed to balance effectively on those feet was a puzzle she set aside for the moment.
Tascha held still as the Bull, or, more properly, the minotaur, took a few steps toward her, moving further into the sunlit clearing. Tascha was not surprised to see that it had a large cock between its legs. She guessed that the minotaur was two meters tall at the shoulder, but couldn't work out exactly how tall it was altogether, counting the head and horns, particularly since the broad neck bent forward. It had very broad shoulders and superb musculature to support that heavy cranium and those big horns.
It looked at her carefully, perhaps wondering why she didn't run off. Tascha was wondering that herself. As it looked at her, its hand moved to its cock. Tascha's eyes followed the motion, and noticed that he was getting hard looking at her naked body. She caught herself smiling at the thought, and wondered if there were any she-minotaurs in the neighborhood.
Maybe that's why he's got a bad reputation,
she thought. She decided to try communicating with him.
In her sweetest voice she said, "Have you been chasing the girls with that big cock of yours?"
The minotaur blew a little air out of its nose, as if it was laughing, and then Tascha was sure he nodded his big head a little.
She decided, or decided to assume, he wasn't going to charge her and kill her, so she stood up. She considered the creature's now hard sex. It was as thick as the Player's, but not quite as long. The sight of it was already making Tascha's pussy wet.
"I'm not going to run away," she said.
The Minotaur cocked his head to the side, as if he was trying to work out what Tascha was up to.
Moving slowly and carefully, Tascha stepped across the little stream and approached the big male, who towered over her. She found herself unmistakably aroused at the minotaur's undeniably masculine physique and generous equipment. After her time with the satyrs she was well past thinking of these human-animal hybrids from classical mythology as being too alien for sexual congress. In spite of Nina's concerns he didn't seem in the slightest bit like a predator in any meaningful sense. He looked down at her with those deep brown eyes, and Tascha tried to imagine what he was thinking.
If he's like everything else around here
, she thought,
the XYZ has him completely horny
.
"What about it, big fella," she said in her soft voice, "have all the girls been too afraid of you to help you out with that?"
The Minotaur snorted what she took to be affirmation.
Tascha reached out and ran her hand lightly over his chest. The hair was surprisingly soft, and his muscles were hard under his flesh. She moved her hand up to caress the sinews of his big neck, then down along his firm bicep. When she reached his big hand, she lifted it, a little surprised at how heavy it was. Tascha brought it up to her face and brushed her cheek against the furry back of the hand, and then placed it on naked breast. The minotaur breathed in and began to caress her with a surprisingly gentle touch. Tascha had been a bit worried that he would be too rough and strong for her, but he seemed quite capable of controlling himself, at least for now.
As her body quickened under the bull-man's touch, Tascha reached out and up to trace her fingertips over the end of his large prick. Due to his greater height, the base was as high as her upper belly, and the length put the head about level with her collarbone. She bent her head down and kissed the tip of it. She reached up with her other hand and began to move both hands up and down his length. She couldn't get her fingers around it entirely, but she did her best. In any case, she loved having the hard shaft of flesh in her grasp. Tascha began to kiss the head repeatedly, and then opened her mouth wide to get it past her lips. She bobbed her head a bit on him, enjoying having the meaty organ filling her mouth. Given her new-found mission to see how much she could do with her body, Tascha was quite determined to get this beautiful thing inside her. Her hands moved down to caress his big, full balls as she ran her tongue over his cockhead's slit. She found some salty-sweet precum there and smiled happily up at those big brown eyes.
"It sure is big," she said, "and so hard. Do you want to fuck me with it?"
The nod was unmistakable this time.
Tascha laughed and said, "Good, but you have to promise to be gentle with me. You can do that, can't you?"
He nodded again.
"OK, but how are we going to do this?" Tascha looked around the clearing. There was a low rise that looked like it might be of use, but Tascha thought the best option was probably the simplest. She looked around for something she could stand on. She saw a good sized rock near the stream and said, "Can you pick that up and put it over there near that tree?"
