Several bangs could be heard from across the field. Several large bangs,like a cow was smashing into things. But Anon knew it was no cow. After all, a cow doesn't smash up farm equipment,eat clothing or leave chunks of fur around. At first he let it go, thinking that it was a juvenile delinquent, but delinquents didn't tend to take bite marks out of clothes.
Of course he would of been out there earlier but the trouble was he didn't have anything to light his way and if it was a wolf that wanted to ruin his stuff and he couldn't see it, he was fucking dead. So he rummaged through the house,looking for something like a torch. He didn't find a torch but he did find a lamp
The lamp was a old thing, made out of copper and dirty glass with the wax half melted, solidifying onto the metal. Anon picked it up, getting a lighter and setting the candle alight. He then put on some boots and a coat and stepped put into the night. He breathed in the fresh air, the hint of grass in the air, the banging echoing in the distance.
He walked towards the sound slowly, careful not to make any sounds just in case it alerted whatever was out there. The wind blew though his hair, pushing the smell of grass and something else. Something that wasn't usually there. It smelt like wet clothes and dust, not the most pleasant smell but not the most vile.
The sound was getting louder and clearer, sounding like somebody bashing into a fence, splinters of wood falling to the floor, the sound of flapping becoming more potent. Anon grew more weary the closer he went, unsure if this was just a piece of a fallen of roof or a actual creature. He grew closer and closer, all the sounds stopping as the creatures shadow was illuminated in the night. He finally walked to see it in view, seeing why it stopped when the light drew closer.
It was a creature, a moth creature to be more exact. Her legs were thick around the thighs, the structure of the legs being like a raptors, her toes much like the human equivalents, only there being three of them, two long toes pointing out the front of her foot, the third being thumb like, her toenails sharp and colored black. She had two pairs of arms, one pair much more human and the second much more bug like. The humanoid pair were muscly until there reach the elbow, becoming more sleek. Her hands hand three fingers, each one adorned with one sharp, black finger. The moth arms where the smaller pair, coming out the back of her toned torso, each one having two long fingers at the end. She had a nicely sized pair of tits, each nipple hard in the cold. Her neck was covered in thick, white fur, her head small and ball like, with two large, black eyes with tiny pupils of white, Which stared directly into the lamp. Her head was also covered in white fur, albeit less then her neck. Her head had a pair of antenna, each one having about ten or twelfth ridges on them. She also had her tongue out, a small wire-like thing, drops of drool coming of it. The moth creature was also about twice his size.
Anon looked into her eyes and slowly backed away, careful not to startle the beast. But before he could get far, the moth jumped out on him, knocking the lamp right under his crotch as the moth woman toward over him, her bug set of arms touching each side of his torso as she looked over him,her eyes focusing on the light illuminating his crotch.
The creature continued to stare at his crotch, her mouth moving, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Suddenly the creatures head slammed down onto his crotch, taking Anon by surprise. He then felt nibbling near his junk, light enough not to hurt but enough to tell she was chewing though his trousers. The feeling was like none he had ever felt before,the two layers of clothing being slowly covered in drool and eaten away, eventually feeling drops of her spit fall onto his rapidly hardening cock.
She had chewed away at his clothes in a couple minutes, his cock nearly hitting her in the face as if bounced up. She stared at it for a moment before putting her mouth to the tip and lightly moving her mouth on it.He could feel her drool fall down his cock, making a wet patch in whatever clothing was around his cock.
She suddenly moved up his body in a quick movement, her human set of arms now pushed into his shoulders and her stomach pushed down onto Anons cock. Her belly was soft despite how toned it was, covered in a tiny coat of fur, his cock pushing right into her muscles. She moved upwards, before slamming back down, right into Anons cock.
Anon moaned as she slammed into his waist, her pussy tight and dripping with pussy juice, the fluid slightly thicker then water. A wet squelching sound echoed through the field, her tongue flicking out her mouth before going back in as she began to move up his dick, raising to the point where his cock nearly slipped out before slamming back into him
She continued to do this, moving up to his tip and then slamming her hips down onto his, doing this for a few minutes before she began to quicken, still going to his tip as she speed up, her hands clutching onto his shoulders, the weight of her body pushing Anon down. Occasionally her tongue would hang out, drops of drool falling onto Anons face and onto the grassy floor.
She moved faster and faster, his cock occasionally spilling out her pussy before getting slammed back in, briefly felling the cold air on his cock before her warm insides, her pussy juices splattering down there chests, her bug set of arms pressed into his chest. As she continued to slam him inside her.
He began to get closer and closer and closer to orgasm, the moth creature bouncing of his cock, her wings occasionally fluttering as she slammed into his body. Her tongue hanged out her mouth making the fur around her mouth drip with spit, dripping onto his shirt and face, her black eyes glistening in the candle light.
He finally came, his cum flooding her tight womb,her tongue hanging out her mouth as she threw her head back, her spit flying over Anons body, her antennae going upward as she felt him fill her up. After he finished orgasming, the ropes of cum growing weaker and weaker, me began to notice another moth-like figure behind the one that was planted on his cock. And another. And another.
It would be a long night.
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