Here is the second part to Alone in the Woods – The Psycho. Visit my profile to read part one
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My pussy was the relief he’d needed after so long without. He’d mounted me in that clearing for what felt like hours, fucking me over and over until his balls were drained.
Then he’d told me to leave.
I’m walking through the woods in nothing but my boots. At first I was boiling from the relentless fucking, but now the cold is beginning to creep under my skin. I have no idea where I’m heading, I’m just hoping I can find the road whilst it’s still dark. A naked girl walking down the roadside is sure to invite unwanted attention. Especially one with an ass that’s red raw.
Everything about the night seems to be going to plan, up until the moment I see another light flicker in the distance.
“Shit,” I whisper. It’s the first thing I’ve said in a while and my mouth suddenly feels dry.
The last I saw those lights I was being loaded with my first load. It had been so exhilarating to be at his mercy, but now… now I just felt exposed. How would I explain myself if the authorities found me wandering in nothing but a pair of boots?
I dart quietly through the sparse trees, stopping eventually at the crest of a shallow dip. I look up to see the light creeping closer.
“Shit,” I repeat, and then I scramble down the slope. In the dip I drop to the ground and press myself to the floor: I either go undetected, or I look like I’ve fallen.
I hold my breath for what feels like forever. I don’t even hear footsteps trudging through the crisp leaves and it seems like I’ve gone undiscovered.
Then I notice a white beam scan over me.
I hear the crackle of a radio, and then someone says, “Sir?”
Footsteps stumble down the slope and then he’s beside me. I’ve now got to play dead.
“Please report,” a static voice responds.
I can hear him, the officer, moving around me. I can see the torch scanning my body. He’s wondering what the fuck he’s just stumbled upon. The world seems so unbearably silent.
“F-f-fuck,” he stammers. I can hear the static on his radio as he presses his button to reply, and then there’s silence once again.
“Officer 133, please respond.”
I wait for him to call it in. My heart sinks as I predict what questions await at the station.
“Sorry, sir. All clear here,” he says and I have to stop myself from gasping.
He’s found me, so why lie?
“Keep searching,” the radio says and then crackles to silence.
As the officer clears his throat I can feel his eyes on me. He’s stumbled upon a naked girl in the middle of the woods and now he has to figure out what to do.
“Think about it, Carl,” he mumbles to himself.
There’s a moment of silence, and then hands grip my waist.
“No one will know,” he says, his voice straining as he lifts me onto my knees.
I play limp and it seems effective; Carl grunts and huffs as he moves my body. At first I wonder where he’s taking me, but when he lets go I begin to put the pieces into place.
“No one will know,” he repeats.
I’m in the same position I was before: face down, ass up. Carl is still mumbling behind me whilst I try and process the situation. I came to these woods for one thing, so I guess you really should be careful what you wish for.
My eyes are still closed but it doesn’t mean I don’t notice the beam of the torch shifting. Carl shuffles behind me and suddenly the light is aiming towards my face.
“Oh fuck,” I hear him gasp, and I realise he isn’t looking at my face. The torch is beaming between my legs.
There’s quiet for a moment, but in my chest my heart is pounding. And between my legs my pussy is warming.
Something brushes against my crotch so lightly it could have been mistaken for the breeze.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” Carl gasps.
Fuck, I am.
I’m so wet, and I’m still so horny.
Carl doesn’t move or speak for a while and I have to stop myself from jiggling my ass. I figure maybe he just needs some encouragement.
Something rubs against my pussy without warning and I flinch slightly. It’s a finger sliding between my soaked lips.
“Is that cum?”
I’m so pumped full of cum I’m not surprised he noticed. My thighs were probably slick with trails of the stuff, and I could only imagine how much was oozing from inside.
A finger sinks into me and I try not to moan. Carl doesn’t though. He groans loudly as he slides his knuckle in. He pulls out again and whistles. The movement of his finger seems to have loosened something because I feel a sudden rush of liquid escape my hole. It slithers down my pussy, trailing towards my clit, and I expect it to fall to the ground, but then Carl catches it.
I feel his hands rub my pussy, my stomach, my thighs and my ass. He’s smearing the cum across me like he doesn’t want to waste a drop.
Once I’m thoroughly lathered I notice the clinking of what I assume is a belt. Carl is breathing quietly like he doesn’t want to be heard, and I want to tell him we’re safe in this ditch. The belt clinks a little more as he shakes his trousers down his legs.
I dare to open my eyes slightly when I see the torch light bouncing around, and I’m greeted by the sight of Carl resting it against a gnarled root to our right. Then he disappears behind me and I feel two fingers slide inside.
Carl’s breathing grows louder as he rocks his wrist back and forth. Mine grows louder too as I listen to the slurping of cum soaked fingers fucking my cum filled pussy.
“You like that, huh?” Carl whispers but I don’t reply. If I do he might freak out. “Yeah,” he whispers as he continues his exploration.
It’s torture, laying there trying to compose yourself when all you want to do is scream. My body is burning with passion and my mind is brewing filthy thoughts as Carl’s fingers slide between my legs.
And if I thought that was torture then I stood no chance with what came next.
“Okay,” he whispers and I think it’s to himself. His hand disappears and I almost sigh from the disappointment, but then I feel him move behind me.
I feel something else press against me.
Something hard. Something thick.
“Ohh,” Carl murmurs as his cock begins to push into me. “Oh fuck.”
He pauses with the tip barely in and it takes all my restraint not to push back.
“No one will know,” he says almost inaudibly and I smirk. I want to confirm the sentiment for him because it really is true.
He pushes further now and I feel his cock stretch me. He pulls out and I think he almost whimpers from the slick warmth of my pussy. He quickly sets into a constant pace, thrusting himself as deep as he can reach as though he can’t get enough of my body wrapped around him.
Hands reach beneath us to grab at my breasts as he continues to fuck me and I can’t help but sigh as he squeezes my nipples. One hand slips away and begins to squeeze my ass. Suddenly my entire body feels like it belongs to him.
“All officers report in,” a voice crackles through the radio.
Carl’s moans fade away and his thrusts subside as he listens to various voices provide updates. Together we listen with bated breath as his cock throbs inside of me.
“Nothing to report,” he eventually says, though I wonder if they can hear the tremble on his voice.
If only they could see his cock buried between my legs. He’d put everything on the line for the forbidden fruit.
Carl seemed past the point of caring. As soon as he was done speaking he began to fuck me again, but this time there was a degree of desperation in his thrusts. He knew his time was limited.
“Good girl,” he groaned as his panting became deep and laboured. His hands continue to squeeze my ass like he’s looking desperately for something to cling to.
I begin to readjust myself just enough that my pussy clenches around his cock. It’s a sly move but it seems to work. I can feel him squirming behind me as his thrusts become more erratic.
“Shit,” he moans. Then I feel his cock twitch inside me. “No, no, no.”
He tries to pull out but he’s too late. He erupts inside of me, his cock spraying my insides with another thick load of warm cum.
To say he’s just emptied his DNA into me he doesn’t make much more effort to pull out. He leans against me as his cock twinges and I can’t help but grin.
“Oh fuck,” he pants as his cock plugs my hole. “Shit.”
Reason must fight it’s way to the forefront of his mind because he hastily pulls away and I hear the clinking of his buckle again. His footsteps slink away into the dark with not even a slap on the ass and I chuckle at the thoughts that must be racing through his head.
Lucky for Carl I have no intention of being found by anyone else.
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