I approached with care, so as not to send this "doe" scurrying away too soon. She stared at me in the darkness. I could barely see her, but I could hear her breathing getting heavier. I got closer. I was ready to jump, to pounce. I crouched down, ready to spring forward when she grabbed me. I tried to pull her hands off, but she had surprising strength.
She pulled me down and was on top of me. I wrestled to get up, but she had me pinned. I grabbed at her, grabbing any part of her I could. Her breathing was ever harder, angrier, like she was frustrated. Her breaths became little grunts as she clawed at me. My shirt ripped. She yanked on my pants. A button snapped. She got to my bare chest. I winced in pain and she came close to scratching my skin off. I grabbed her wrists, determined to tame this beast.
But her face came down to mine, a menacing silhouette, illuminated only slightly by the moonlight. I tried to turn away, and I could hear her teeth biting at me. Her fangs were on my face, my ears, my closed eyes, my mouth, my neck, biting and nibbling. I felt a wetness. Her tongue slobbering on my face, licking me from chin to temple. She could've devoured my face if she wanted to.
I was losing control of her. But I still had her wrists. I maneuvered to push her onto the ground. It was a struggle, but I did. I got on top of her. She tried to get up. I put my weight on hers to let her know I was in command. She wriggled and writhed beneath me. I let her wrists go and instantly regretted it. She hands were on my back now. And those claws! My head pulled back and I yelled a little, feeling her nails dig into my back. I rolled away quickly.
She came at me again. I thought I was the big game hunter here. But there I was inching away from her like a wounded hyena facing a lioness. She was vicious. There was a glint in her eyes when the light caught it. There was a snarl in her smile. I was the prey now, wasn't I? I turned on my belly ready to scramble up, but she had my legs. She was on top of my legs now. My pants were yanked all the way down. She was on my back, straddling me, then laying on top of me. And those fangs again! Like a vampire, she went for my neck. I pictured all the marks that would be left in the morning. I tried to twist and get her off, but she had the reins and wasn't letting go.
We laid like that for a moment, her body over mine, until she was done biting and nibbling. She began to move down on my back. The nibbling on my back was certainly better than the scratching, so I didn't resist. She was on my lower back. I felt wetness. She was licking again. I could hear the wetness, too. Then her tongue was my ass. Her hands forced my legs to spread. I didn't know where she was going with this, but I complied for now. Her hands grabbed a handful of ass cheeks. Her tongue between the cheeks. One of her hands snaked its way under me to my belly and pushed up a little, indicating for me to lift my body up. I moved my legs to comply, but I was nervous. Her tongue was still slobbering all over my tense butt. She must've felt it was tense. She hit it a little.
Then her tongue poked in.
I gasped and held my breath. I heard her spit. Then came more tongue. I groaned. She stopped licking. I felt something else. Her finger. Digging in. I winced. It went deeper and I yelled out and pulled away, crawling away.
I scrambled up and faced her. She was looking up at me from the floor, her hair covering a lot of her face, a demon-possessed girl looking at her exorcist with a mocking, challenging grin. I could still hear the hard breathing. I had to regain control of this, I decided. I waited. She quickly lifted one leg, in a stance ready to jump. I waited with anticipation. She jumped to her feet in one motion and in another charged at me.
But I was ready. I bent down and grabbed her with an arm around her belly. I lifted her up over my shoulder. Her legs were flailing. Her hands were beating on my back. I didn't let her go. Hercules taking on the Cretin Bull, I was. And I threw my enemy onto the bed with a victorious roar.
Then I jumped on top of her again. Her legs and arms were spread eagle waiting for me. Once I landed, she had her arms around me tight and we wrestled for control. One minute she was on top. Next, I was. Then we were dangerously close to falling onto the floor. I didn't want that, lest she gain access to my ass again. With a burst of strength, I got her on her back again. I yanked her hair a little and she groaned but wasn't laying still. She tried to roll back but every time she did, I'd give her a hard spank. She moaned and rolled back to me. She tried again and got a harder spank. She rolled back to me and stayed there with a pouty but still defiant face.
