Monster Sex Stories by Lexi Lane

bound to it. In any other
circumstances she would have found that amusing but faced with the
goat-man she saw nothing at all funny about her plight.
    Pan
was slightly stunned as no human had ever been able to resist his
pipes. His interest was piqued even more by that. He drew closer and
began to dance for her, doing a little strutting step designed to
show off his powerful hindquarters and cock. She didn’t seem
impressed; in fact she shrieked at him at then spat.
    The
spittle missed him. He stared at her, bemused. Her rage put color in
her face, heightening her beauty. That beauty inflamed his lust and
he waggled his heavy organ at her. That didn’t get the reaction
he expected either. Instead she screamed at him to put that organ
inside himself. That confused him, if he could do that he wouldn’t
have to spend his time chasing down nymphs and trying to impress her.
    Angry
and a bit outraged Pan walked up to her and Lania stopped screaming
mid-yell. His face held her spellbound: he had humorous blue eyes
that contrasted with his black hair in a very appealing way. His lips
were curved into a smile that was as sardonic as it was hopeful. A
musky scent radiated from him, as sexy as it was strong.
    “ Let
me go,” she said in her most imperious tone.
    He
drew closer and she shrieked as he stuffed his face into the junction
of her thighs and drew a long and appreciative breath. His hands were
long, the fingers slender. They were also incredibly strong, proven
by him grabbing her robe and ripping it from waist to heel. The
jeweled girdle kept it from tearing and exposing her breasts. He
remedied that by snatching it off and tearing the robe the rest of
the way before stepping back to appreciate the sight of her body.
    The
moon glowed down on her lush curves, pinpointed the pink tips of her
nipples and the slightly darker aureole. Pan’s eyes went to the
thick mat of coarse black culrs at the junction of her thighs and one
of his slender fingers glided across her there, stopping her heart
momentarily.
    Lust
snakes its way into her belly. She drew a long fiery breath and he
came closer, prancing and tossing his head. The starlight threw
sparkles off of the curved horns at his forehead and she stared,
utterly fascinated, at his large prick. It was too stiff to undulate,
instead it jutted up and out an angle and she had the absurd desire
to simply lick it.
    Her
nipples hardened as he tossed the flute to one side and began to
stroke that rigid member. Shudders wracked her body and her inner
thighs clenched together tightly as she sought some relief from the
building pressure within her pussy.
    It
was a pleasant sensation, that pressure, and when she crossed her
legs it increased. She cried out in surprise and pan grinned, coming
closer. His nose twitched as he caught the scent of her arousal. He
let out a low bleat that made her pussy go hot and liquid. Her hands
twisted helplessly against the tree and her back scrubbed against the
bark. The rough pain heightened her passion and when he stood before
her, his cock trembling, she opened her legs with an involuntary
moan.
    Pan
didn’t need any more of an invitation. She grabbed her legs and
raised them off the ground. Lania hung there, her back and ass pinned
against the tree, her legs held tightly in his powerful grip. His
cock slid up against her wet tunnel’s opening. She looked down
in time to see it moving past her outer lips to the pink inner flesh.
    Pan
thrust forward, too eager to have her to wait. Lania gave off a
chilling scream of pure pain as his cock filled her pussy, stretching
her walls around his throbbing length. Pain faded quickly, replaced
by a pleasure tainted only a tiny bit by a slight burning sensation
that came and went with each thrust.
    Soon
she was arching and thrusting her hips against his, the feel of him
inside her making her cry out. His mouth went to her nipples, he
sucked and teased them. His talented tongue and teeth forced the taut
buds into