Unknown - The ape girl

"Will you come with me?" she said, letting her bee stung pink lips fall apart as she sucked in the words.

"Where?" he said, unable to let go of the suspicion he had so justifiably clung to all his life.

"To my cabin," she said, reaching out and grabbing one of his strong, hairy paws. The hair on his hand made the little hairs on the back of her neck stand straight up. She was getting wildly hot just standing out here with him in this freezing chill.

"What for?" he said, sounding his last weapon in his arsenal of suspicions.

"If you won't proposition me, I'll have to do it to you," she said, plucking one of his gnarled, hairy fingers out and bringing it up to her lips.

She nibbled on his fingers and bit down hard on one of them.

"Ouch!" he said, unsure of what all that nibbling meant. It had done a number on his body, though. It had stiffened his tool up to a thick, hard bundle.

Blair closed her eyes and waited for the young man's answer. She had done all she could do now. All she would be able to do for the moment. The rest was up to him.

"Let's go," Potter said, hiking his shoulders up and heading for the first class cabins.

Opportunities like this didn't come along just every day. And he figured he might as well make the most of the one that did. He hadn't expected it exactly, but here it was. In the flesh.

And such luscious flesh. Pink and creamy and smooth. And that blonde hair, the bangs rippling out of the material of the headscarf. He tried to keep his mind on the path ahead of him, instead of on how rigid his cock knob was getting at the moment.

He wondered if she would know it was his first time. He wondered if he should tell her. He wondered if he should keep his Goddamned big mouth shut and fuck the daylights out of her till the sun came up.

Because right now, that's exactly what he felt like doing.

The two of them tiptoed into the cabin, unseen by any prying eyes on deck.

"Take off your clothes," Blair said blatantly.

She was eager. God, was she eager.

"I… I…" Potter stumbled badly with his wording. He hadn't expected the girl to ask him to undress. Why in the world would she anyway? His body was covered in a thick, disgusting coating of hair. Slimy, winding thickets of dense dark hair.

Hair he loathed as he fought not to loathe himself.

He figured the broad was just horny. A nymphomaniac. That he had just scored for once in his life. He thought maybe a quickie with the lights out. And just his zipper pulled down and his schlong popping out.

His monstrously huge hairy balls hidden deep inside the well of his pants.

But this crazed lady was turning the lights ON!!

She was also asking him to take his clothes off.

"Please," she said, when she saw him hesitate, "I want you to."

"Are you some kind of a nut?" he said, a sinister look crossing his thick, furrowed brow, "you like to make it with circus freaks, do you? Midgets, tattooed men, and the like."

"Not exactly," Blair said, admiring his honesty, "I just like the way you look. I want to make it with you. Does that sound freaky?"

"Yeah," Potter said, stripping off his leather jacket and tossing it on the chair next to the bed, "it does."

"All right, then," Blair said, growing tired of this argument. She wanted this man's body exposed to the light. She wanted to run her fingers through his hairy manhood. And she wanted it now. "So it does."

Potter unbuttoned his shirt and yanked the thing off his shoulders.

Blair found herself trembling at the sight of his abundantly hairy chest. Enough hair there to dive into. Perfect.

She could hold herself back no longer. She came at him, fumbling for the buckle of his thick cowhide belt.

She tore it open, feeling his fingers working with hers. She ripped his snap button open and pulled his zipper down speedily, fighting with his intruding hands for priority.

She was claiming her territory, and she didn't want anyone else butting in. Even if it happened to belong to him.

"Oh, God," she let out as she felt the bundles and masses and yards of hair around his thick, long pecker rod.

She hurriedly bunched up his pants in her hand and ripped them down to the floor.

She came up and lifted her head up at an angle that would let her take in both his hard, wet smooth dick and his great, hairy balls.

They hung there large and pendulous, like hairy balloons. His dick was enormous. Not so long, perhaps as some she had seen. But immense. Tremendously thick. She would have a hard time getting her hand around it.

Even a harder time wrapping her lips around it. But she was sure willing to give it a try.

The pinkish, wet smooth chunk of cock was in stark contrast to the hairy loins beside and above and below it. It stuck out at a hook-angle to the rest of his body.

A hook that veered curiously to the left. She was intrigued. Hot and intrigued.

She sat back a moment and undid the belt of her coat. She tore the thing wide open and stepped out of it.

Potter said nothing. But he did a lot of staring. It was absolutely impossible for him to believe that a woman who looked as good as this one did would have anything to do with him, much less want to fuck him.

But it was clear she did. And when she leaned forward and took his thick, hard tool between her lips, he was sure of it.

"Oh, shit," he said, his mind spinning out of control.

He stood back on one foot, bracing his weight against the end of the bed as the girl got down on her knees.

Potter's cock top was unbelievably smooth and hard and gently-rounded… like the top of a monstrous mushroom. A mushroom cap stretched taut over a thick, hard stalk.

Blair let her mouth stretch wide open to take his wide load into her lips. He tasted hot, salty and good. Blair stuck her nipples onto the man's slightly bent knees and rubbed them around in the sweet nest of hair that seemed to wait there ready for just such a purpose.

"Shit!" the young man said, as his dark eyes batted shut. He had never known such a sweet, hot sensation. His brain spun in cartwheels and his cock throbbed mightily.

Blair reached her hands up and massaged his thick, hair-ridden balls. The feel of those monstrous spheres between her fingers was too arousing for description.

She let her mouth stretch up further and swallowed the whole hard cock head. She suctioned her lips in hard and let her cheeks follow. She blew a little hot, steamy air out onto the dick slit and wiggled her hips in closer to the sweet, hairy creature's warm body.

She wanted to be close to him while she was sucking him. So much of the thrill of the suck was hidden in that dark, sweet bush. Anybody was good for a cock suck. But men with gorgeous, animal-like bodies like this one were rare indeed.

Potter felt the delicious inflamed mouth of the girl ring around his cock head. He couldn't imagine a hotter or more impossibly sweet sensation.

His enormous eyes rolled around and he furrowed his dark brow even tighter as he reached down and gripped the base of his hard, rotund fuck stick. He rammed it harder into the girl's mouth.

He wanted to be patient, but something inside him wouldn't let him be. He rammed his hard cock wand down into the girl's throat until he saw the tears springing out of her eyes and heard her moans.

Blair was choking on the man's thick, insistent cock meat. He was stuffing it down her non-stop and as fast as a jackhammer. He was suffocating her with the force of his hard, thick tool.

Potter felt the sweet ringing sensations of the muscular throat that dug into his dick rod and then released it. He felt the pinching of the girl's tight throat around the base of his man tool, the pulling of his foreskin, the sharp, dull pain of the girl's teeth rubbing against his prick skin.