While at school, Bailey overhears a local legend being told. With her curiosity peaked she decides to go chasing after it.
“I've lived here for three years and no one has told me that story before?” I exclaim louder than I mean too. I can feel eyes on me from nearby tables.
“I'm sorry Bailey, but it totally slipped my mind until he mentioned Old Coots Cave.” Trey says with an uncomfortable chuckle.
“How come no one told me that we have a local legend on my first Halloween here?” I say in almost a whisper this time.
“We've all grown up hearing it. By the time we were ten it was pretty old to us. Plus, it's not like the legend is true.” Mark says flatly.
“Not with that attitude!” I exclaim once again, before planting a hand over my mouth.
“What?” Mark asks, clearly confused.
“Have any of you gone to Old Coots Cave on Halloween night?” I ask the table.
“Well, yeah. Nothing was there though. Just rocks and bugs.” Trey says.
“So many bugs.” Amanda grimaces.
“Well I'm going tonight. I'm not letting this chance pass me by for a second.” I state confidently.
“Take lots of video so we can see the rocks!” Mark says with mock enthusiasm.
“Ha ha, very funny.” I say flatly.
“I plan on making the most out of my night and seeing some monsters. You all can go to a party or whatever.” I say, hiding the insecurity about my friends not wanting to join.
The conversation quickly turned to who was hosting Halloween parties this year, and which they should go to. Halloween fell on a Friday this year, so it's the perfect time for late night adventures. Or parties if you're into that. I spent the rest of the school day planning how to sneak off for the night without my parents getting upset. The monotony of school made it easy to concentrate on this. I always focus better on things I enjoy.
By the time I'd gotten off the bus I'd come up with a plan. I'll pretend to stay at Amanda's house tonight after trick or treating. A tradition I uphold, but everyone else seemed to give up on it. Amanda will vouch for me if I'm at the party or not. So, after I get my pillowcase full of goodies, I'll make my way out of town. Old Coots Cave is only about a mile by foot if you cut through the woods. Otherwise it's a twenty minute drive through the winding roads. We visited once when we first moved here, but it seemed like just a cave then.
As I walk in the door Mom greets me from the other room. I call back to her and do the usual after school small talk. As we talk I slip in the question about staying over at Amanda's, and she says she'll have to talk to Dad about it. Afterwards I throw my bookbag into my closet and take a shower.
After I freshen up, I head to my room to get ready for tonight. I find my simple thrown together outfit, just a pair of cat ears and a small black dress that goes from under my arms to a little above mid thigh. I put it on, leaving my bra and panties behind, and start my makeup. Some lipstick, eyeliner and shadow, and some whiskers to pull everything together.
I find a flashlight, some batteries, and grab my phone charger. I throw them into my pillowcase before finding a long coat to wear over my skimpy costume. I'm not worried about being denied a night at my friend's house. However, I am worried about my Dad seeing me and refusing to let me leave the house. I glance at my phone to check the time, and it's ten til six. I finished up right in time.
I head out of my room and down the hall towards the living room where my parents are usually spending their time. As I pass the threshold my Dad calls out to me.
“Hey Dad, how was work?” I ask as sweetly as possible.
“It was alright. Is that your costume?” He asks with surprise.
“Yeah!” I say with a giggle. “I wanted to make one this year, but it's a little too cold outside.”
“Well, you have a good night tonight and be safe. We'll see you and Amanda tomorrow.” Dad says, turning his attention back to the TV.
“We love you honey, have a good time.” Mom says before I go.
“I love you too! I'll be safe!” I say as I head towards the door.
Once I'm outside and away from the house I take my coat off and stuff it into my pillowcase. I take a second to make sure my charger and flashlight are in there, then I start my trick-or-treating! Most people pay no mind to my outfit. Though I notice some guys looking at me now and then. Whenever I do notice I try to bend over a little to show off my lack of panties. That gets a few reactions, but not to the point of anyone coming up to me.
By the time the two hours of city approved trick-or-treat comes to an end, my bag is nearly full. I smile widely at my haul, and at what I have planned next. I walk through the quickly emptying streets, eating my candy as I go. Before too long I reach the treeline that will lead me to Old Coots Cave. I take a quick look around, then I step into the woods.
The street lights are almost immediately eclipsed by the thick trees that now surround me, quickly plunging me into darkness. I rifle my hand through my pillowcase, being careful not to spill any of my sweet treasures onto the ground. A minute or two later I'm gently pulling the old flashlight from under my candy. It's a basic flashlight. One switch that goes on and off. A slightly textured plastic case that my small hand wraps around without issue. It's bright enough to see by, but it's not nearly as bright as some of the new ones I've seen.
With visibility restored I start my way through the woods. The sun has been down for about an hour, and the full moon barely breaks through the multitude of branches above me. Crickets chirp, small animals rustle in the fallen leaves and undergrowth, while the wind blows through the barren canopy. A thrill goes through me as I take in the ominous atmosphere. The tale of Old Coots Cave playing in my head as I draw ever closer to the stories center. Images of small creatures scuttling and chasing go through my mind.
As I draw close to the cave the wind suddenly picks up into an eerie howl. Blowing my skirt up for a minute and chilling my quim. I shiver and hustle towards the edge of the trees. Hurrying to get out of this chill. When I break through the threshold I notice the moonlight is shining brightly into the clearing. Bathing the cave in grey light and deep shadows. I shiver again. This time from the ominous sight of Old Coots Cave.
The wind blowing on me snaps me back to my task and I hustle inside. The thick rock walls immediately block out most of the vicious gales, and I breathe a sigh of relief. After grabbing a Hershey mini from my bag, I shine my light down the throat of the cave. A small noise like a rock falling down the stony slope gives me pause, before I realize the wind or myself caused that. I laugh at myself softly as I start my way down into the cave. Hopeful to see something spooky tonight.
The wide cave mouth slowly narrows the further in you go. It doesn't get terribly short or narrow in the parts I've been in. My Dad was able to traverse it without hitting his head, and he's like 6’6”. I, however, have not even hit five feet yet so I'm golden.
The deeper underground I go the more intensely I think about what could happen. In the story a brother, sister, and friend make their way down here on Halloween night guided by the full moon's light. They heard rumors of monsters living in this cave, and dared each other to go and prove it wrong. From my Googling I found that what happens in the cave varies, as does the de***********ion of these monsters. What stayed the same was that the brother is the only one to return. He claimed that his friend was slain and his sister was carried off, never to be seen again. The brother was never right after that and ended up in an asylum.
What I take away from the story is that I will survive this, even if I meet whatever monster or monsters are supposedly down here. If it's anything like the other stories I've read online I might even have a good time! My train of thought is interrupted by another noise. This time it almost sounded like small, bare, footfalls. A chill runs up my spine as I realize I actually might not be alone. I spin about, shining my light in every direction in an attempt to see what might have made that sound. Alas, I don't find anything that might put my mind at ease.With a little hesitance I venture forward. Not letting myself second guess my choice. After all, I am here to find a monster.
I walk a while longer and find myself in the first cavern, Old Coots Rest. I take a while to look around at the stalagmites, stalactites, and other rock formations. By the time I spot a small patch of bioluminescent fungus in a corner, I've forgotten about the possible footsteps I had heard.
As my fear faded away other thoughts started to fill my head again. Thoughts of a monster with a special hunger hunting me, and finding me. Ripping my skimpy outfit off and filling me with its thick, hot member. Possibly locking into me with a huge knot as it fills me with its inhuman seed. Taking me back to its den to breed me over and over. A heat fills me and moistens in-between my legs, and it gives me a new idea.
I carefully pull my coat out of my pillowcase, an effort in futility really, as I end up spilling candy around anyway. After taking a few minutes to make sure I have all the candy gathered, I lay my coat on the ground and spread it out. Then I slide off my little dress and lay it on top of the coat. Now, fully exposed, I lie down on my thin, makeshift pallet. The cold stone bites through the thin layers between me and it. Cooling me significantly as soon as I am on it. I shiver a little but remain undeterred as I slide my fingers over my wet slit. Giving special attention to my sensitive bud near its top. A second shiver runs through me, but this one is from anticipation.
I waste no time plunging two fingers into my warm, wet hole while I tease my already firm clit with the other hand. The moans quickly and I do nothing to stifle them. At home I have to be quiet and careful when I do this, but right now I can be as loud as I want. As I continuously fuck myself the feeling growing in my belly increases more and more. Then, it plateaus. I rub harder on my clit and finger myself more feverishly, to no avail. Just as I'm about to give up I remember something. The flashlight next to me.
I pick up the flashlight and look at it lecherously. I spit into my hand and smear my saliva around the long plastic casing, then I relax and spread my legs out wider. I press the flat end of the flashlight against my aching hole and push. It tries to sink in, but gets caught on my skin too much. Trying again, I use my other hand to spread myself open and press the flashlight again. This time the end slides into me and I let out a moan as I stretch slightly to accommodate its girth. It's a little thicker than my hairbrush, which is the biggest thing I've masturbated with yet.
I slowly start to push it deeper into my yearning pussy. I breathe and moan as I fill myself fuller than I've ever been before. Once I get it in as deep as possible I start to rub my clit again, and slowly work the flashlight out and in. It doesn't take long before I'm pounding myself once again, but the moans and cries of ecstasy are far louder this time. I quickly feel my orgasm building back up and rising hiring than it did before. Then, peaking over the top, I let out a scream of pleasure as I clamp down hard onto the object filing me. I rub myself as feverishly as possible as my climax continues for nearly a full minute. Once it dies down I start again.
I bring myself to a second orgasm, and am getting a third started when something touches my leg! I scream and shoot up into a sitting position, throwing one arm across my breasts and another between my legs to try and hide myself. Standing in front of me is a group of people. They all have various flashlights and electric lanterns. I hear some snickering and murmuring in the group as they ogle me. Embarrassment wells in me as my vulnerability is on display for them. The knowledge that a bunch of people are looking at me makes me feel nauseous. Before I can think of anything to say one of them speaks up. A boy in a cheap pirate costume with minimal face paint. His breath smells heavily of beer.
“Hey baby, why not let me and my friends show you a good time. You know you want it.” He says and leans down towards me.
“N… no thank you.” I barely get out as I try to move away from him.
“C'mon! We already saw you. Even got a video. So why try to deny it?” He says as he creeps closer to me. His friends shuffle in more too.
“No. I'm not interested. Do you think I came to a cave to get laid by some douchebags in shitty Halloween costumes?” I nearly spit back at him. Their insistence is putting me even more on edge.
“Don't make this hard on yourself.” The pirate boy says maliciously.
I let out a scream and kick him in the face as hard as I can. I hear a crack and feel a warm, wet sensation on my foot. Breaking his nose feels good. It's the least he deserves. The pirate boy screams in pain for a few moments before locking his eyes back on me. A hateful, burning gaze that makes me feel weak and scared.
“Grab the bitch!” He yells and spits. Thick, bloody strings of saliva drips down his chin.
“F..fr..Frank!” Another boy in his group screams in abject horror.
Frank turns around, and I lean over to try and see around the group behind him. Two of the boys are running away. The rest of the group seem hesitant to follow. Not because of me though. They seem to have noticed something in here that's really shaken them.
One of the running boys screams and falls down. I see dark red shining in the light as his flashlight hits the ground and starts to roll away. As this happens the rest of the group seems to lose it, and they all start to run. Screams and footfalls fill the once quiet space as something horrible happens just out of my sight. Their beams never quite give me the illumination I require. However I don't need to see to know the monster has been real.
After only a minute or two the ruckus dies down, and I'm once again, in the dark and quiet cave. Shaking, I reach around for the flashlight. As I raise it in front of me the sound of slight footsteps starts to make its way towards me. I sit in terror as whatever just attacked makes its way to the corner I've trapped myself in. Seconds feel like hours as I wait to see what will deliver my fate.
A short, green, humanoid steps into my flashlight beam. Its large eyes reflect the light like a cat's eyes, sending a shiver through me. A bulbous head, similar in shape to a watermelon, sits atop a comparatively diminutive body. Its lean frame is clearly built from tightly packed muscle. I can see it ripple as it approaches me. The only clothing on its body is an old loincloth. Long nails almost like claws extend from its hands and feet. A wide, sharp toothed grin is spread across its face as it approaches me.
It lets out a call as it approaches, probably telling more of its kind where I am. My body is frozen in fear as I behold something I'd always wished was real but never truly believed that it was. It walks within arms reach and says something to me. It certainly wasn't speaking English, but it sounded like words. I couldn't respond. Not that I even knew what to say if I could. It steps alongside me, less than a foot from my face now. I can smell its rancid breath and body odor strongly. My head starts to feel light as all the excitement starts to catch up with me. It moves its arm and I brace for a finishing blow. To be clawed or mauled until its friends come to devour me whole.
Instead of killing me, as I expected, it reaches into its loincloth and flips the fabric to the side revealing his little green cock to me. Confusion must have immediately replaced my terrified expression, as the creature laughed. It is a raspy and high pitched sound that I didn't expect to hear. Then it took its clawed hand and gently stroked my hair. My fear of death is fading now, but I'm still concerned. What if they kill me after they have their way with me? Or maybe only if I do a bad job at it? I'm a virgin. A very horny and kinky virgin, but a virgin all the same. I've masturbated while reading and fantasizing about monsters having their way with me, sure, but being face to face with it brings up a hesitance that I didn't think about.
As I sit and think to myself the creature has been ogling my naked body. His cock has hardened and is nearly touching my face. The realization makes my face hot and I go to turn away. However the monster's surprisingly strong hand doesn't allow it. Instead it slowly pushed my face towards his expecting member. I open my lips as it reaches my mouth and feel it slide onto my tongue. It's strange taste and smell begins to fill my senses and I'm not sure how to feel about them. I slide my head forward taking in the full length of his small penis. Fortunately it's not big enough to reach my throat or I might have been in trouble.
I quickly start to bob my head back and forth across his little, green length. He moans as I do so, and restarts stroking my hair. I start to suck as I bob and his hips begin thrusting. I do my best to keep at his rhythm, but it doesn't have a tempo. He's simply humping my face in ecstasy. Then he let's out a funny groan and I feel his cock twitch and spurt into my throat. The sensation catches me off guard and chokes me. I pull off of his cock, coughing as I do. He stands there and finishes shooting his load onto my face and hair. When I finally regain my composure he has a satisfied look on his face.
Before thoughts of freedom can enter my mind I hear the clearing of a throat behind me. When I turn there are six more of these little green men waiting for their turn. All already hard and ready to go. I let out a laugh that is somewhere between disbelief and worried. I don't think they're going to kill me. I do worry that I might be a breeding slave or something. As I contemplate my future the group moves on me. Not quickly like animals descending onto a hunt. More methodical and purposeful. As though each of them is choosing what they want out of this.
A new guy takes his place at my mouth. A shit eating grin spread across its melon head. I squeal a little as my lower body is lifted up. One creature at each leg has me hoisted in the air. Each one eyeballing a different hole with undisguised lust. A mixture of fear and excitement wells in my stomach as they do this. Then a tongue touches my quim and ass. Gently and curiously they probe and prod the outsides of my holes. The one at my ass slides in first. The warm, wet, and strange sensation pulls a bewildered moan from my lips. The one at my pussy takes its time exploring me. It runs up and down my slit a few times before finding my sensitive nub. I squirm and moan at the intense sensation of his tongue on my little clit.
One of them half straddles and half sits on my torso. He greedily gropes and teases my developing breasts. Sucking on my nipples as his cock rubs against my skin. The final two wrap my hands around themselves and work my wrists. I'm moaning and squirming under all their attention. The pleasure is very quickly becoming more than I've ever experienced before. As soon as I feel the creature slide its fingers into my wet quim I orgasm. A pleasured scream erupts from my throat and around the cock in my mouth. The monsters all snicker and laugh at my lewd display. If they weren't sure before, now they know I'm enjoying this.
As I'm riding the high of my climax I feel the tongues retract from my lower parts. A pang of disappointment ignites in me at the loss of such amazing sensations. Their tongues are quickly replaced with another appendage, as I feel them press against me in both spots. The one at my pussy pushes its way in first. Their saliva and my natural lubricant made it a much easier entry than my rear. A warm, full sensation emanates from my girlhood as he works his member slowly into me. The first being to ever do so. After a few unsuccessful thrusts at my rear the creature pulls away, then bring it back up. Now wet and slick, it pushes again. This time successfully.
I moan loudly as I'm penetrated in every way possible. Their small dicks make the experience much easier and more enjoyable than if they were huge. The one teasing my breasts shifts forward and pushes his cock between my young tits. They're barely enough to push together, but he doesn't mind. As he feverishly starts to fuck my boobs. I do my best to remember to jerk the two off, but they are really doing most of the work as my body falls into another climax.
Instead of stopping, this time they all start to fuck me as hard as they can. I convulse and moan as they fill me. Feeling better than I ever have in my life. The pleasure they're giving me is something I never want to end. One orgasm rolls directly into two, then three as they hammer me all over. I simply lie and take what they give me. The stimulation is too much to overcome, so I lie there like their sex toy. Then the end starts. First the one on my chest lets off his load in-between my breasts and on my face and neck. Then the one in my ass cums, filling my bowels with his hot seed. The one in my mouth pulls out, aims, and cums even more onto my face. After him, my pussy gets filled. The most amazing sensation so far has been his cock twitching in my vice like pussy as he pumps me full. Finally the two at my hand finish, painting my arms and hands.
I lie there, still cumming and panting as they pull out of and away from me. Beaming smiles glow all around me as the satisfied creatures talk amongst themselves. As my body winds down from my relentless cumming a heavy wave of fatigue washes over me. I fight to stay awake, trying to will my eyes to stay open, but the weight of my lids are just too much. I fall asleep as some of the creatures begin to walk away.