The Ritual Part 1 [F/M][Fiction]

It’s a dark and cloudy night, in the middle of a trail I am running all alone on my own, I am 27 years old woman 1.8 meters of height, with pixie black raven hair, fair skin with some small tattoos over my body and a very big one covering my left arm, curvy body well-defined muscles on my arms, legs, and back dressed only in an all white loose tank top and tight yoga pants. I am hiking in a dense forest, it’s not exactly the best place to excited at night , or the safest, but I really like the atmosphere of this place and since all the gyms are closed because of the pandemic, so I am out of options.

But it seems nature don’t want me to work out today, in the first kilometer of my route a heavy rain start to fall, at first I ignore and continue to run but after 400 meters the rain become so intense I have no choice except to turn back, but it’s too late now, water run down the trail with so much violence that it’s take my tennis down with it, barefoot and to far away from any sign of civilization to continue my best opinion is to find higher ground. I go to the trees on the side of the mountain to climb one of them but for my luck I find a cave hidden far away from my trail, it can be a shelter for the rain until thing calm down.

I don’t think two times before I seek refuge inside it, it’s a very tight entrance, so tight I have to squeeze myself to enter it but once inside it the first thing I noticed is how warm and comfortable inside it, I grab my phone and turn on the light, I look for any cuts or wound I might have, fortunately my body is in excellent shape, I smile and comb my wet hair back relieved that nothing has happened, but once I relax a bit I notice a smell of something very strong, it was body odor the kind a man usually produce after intense physical exertion, I turn around, looking to the source of the smell.

There’s already someone else inside here with me, it’s a tall naked man, a mysterious man around 40 years old, grizzled hair and stubble beard, he’s wearing only a black cape made of fur and feathers, with strong and well-defined body for his age, to be honest even for my age, with strange tribal tattoos spread all over his beautiful body, I imagine this strong and masculine musk it’s being exalted by his body and I notice he doesn’t try to hide his huge cock dangling between his legs, I stay still and ask

“Hello mister, it seems we both have chosen the wrong day to exercise haven’t we ?! So did you lose your clothes or are you a nudist ?”.

He looks at me showing no expression and slowly approach, I can run from him if I want, the entrance is not far from me, and it doesn’t seem like he will fit inside the exit, but for some reason I don’t even consider this possibility, maybe it’s his intoxicating smell maybe it’s his perfect body maybe it’s mysterious surrounding him but for some reason I decided to stay here, alone with him. It doesn’t really matter, I let him get closer to me, as he gets closer he gazes pierce my eyes, he can see curiosity, excitement and lust on my eyes, I try to hide my smile but to honest I really hope he is planing to rape me, he continues to walk until I am only centimeters away from him, the wet clothes make all my curves clear for him, we don’t say a word, the only thing we exchange are looks, between heavy breaths I smile.

I can’t say what he is thinking but all it’s on my mind is how much I want him to take of my clothes and fuck me right now ! And the first thing he did is exactly that, he grab the middle of my top with both hands and tear it in two, without bra my torso is completely exposed, my firm breasts, my sensual and hard abs and my smooth skin all there wet ready for him to admire, he smiles, with his left hand he grab me by my back and put his right hand in the middle of my neck, slowly he moves his right hand down my body, pressings his fingers against my skin, felling every inch of my body as he goes down, like I was some kind of piece of art he wants to admire, once he reaches my groin he applies more pressure in his fingers, I moan both surprised and pleasured by this movement, he looks back at me with a serious expression but at the same time very pleasured smile, he moved his arm further down, grabbing one of my thighs pulling out the clothes covering it, tearing my yoga pants, I find the act so erotic I end up helping him, grabbing the other leg and doing the same, the man laughs and suddenly push me to the ground.

It was so fast I only noticed what was happening once I was o the floor, he finishes taking out the rags out of my body leaving only my underwear, it was completely wet with my nectar, he envelops my womanhood with one hand and tear my panty off with a single movement. Completely naked on the ground, I cover my shame with both hands, the left covering both breasts and my right hand on top of my vagina

“Oh my ! You should have bought me a drink before taking my clothes off, usually I get very horny when I am drunk”

He leaves me for a moment and go to a dark corner, I move my upper body up and say

“Hey get back here ! You are not done with me”

He return with an old bottle, he drinks some of it before he knees down and kiss me, it’s exactly like I like to be kissed, it’s soft, moist and hot, not trying to dominate me but seeking union and closeness as we share one breath, one sensation, one passionate moment, my body becomes hotter as his tongue touched mine, quick and delicious, then firmer, more determined, feeding me this substance through our kiss, I can feel my face flushing and goosebumps spreading all over me. Suddenly he stops kissing me, he grab the bottle and pour all of its contents over my chest, feels like acid burning my skin at first but as my body absorbed it the pain slowly transit to warm and pleasured sensation, he immediately sucks it of my tits.

His tongue slide on my skin, in circulating my erect nipple but never touching it, I feel my heart beating faster, my back arches and my toes curl, he moves one of his hand under my back and move his head down my belly, with his tongue out he licks all the way down my bellybutton, there he sucks the little pool that was formed there, like beast he pulls me closer as he dives in my body, it feels like I am just a pray for him to devours, once he had finished he sticks his tongue inside it, it’s tickling a bit making me laugh between gasps, then he licks the rest of the drink from my belly, specially on my abs, where he sees to have a great interest.

After the man had finish licking the last drop of the liquid from my body, he grab my chin with one hand and kiss me roughly, smashing our lips with such a wild passion, he suddenly stops as if he was trying to control his lust, he gets up and look at me, I am all sweat, stick and flushed, with a happy smile I say

“Are you already done?! Come here, my dear, give me more ?!”

I rest one hand over my pussy and insert two fingers inside, sliding in and out, showing how wet I already was for my surprise he grab me like bride, putting my head on his big chest and take deeper into the cave, I can’t see where I am going, but to be honest I don’t care !

“I hope you have some condoms down there”

I say as I continue to masturbate. As he carries me deeper into the shadows my cell phone rings, muffled by the rags that once were my clothes and now cover it, illuminating the place, the phone still vibrate with a call that I shall never answer.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qwworn/the_ritual_part_1_fmfiction

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  1. Hello people, this is the first erotic story I have written so if anyone wants to give me a fee’s back I would be very happy

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