Satyr Phone Sex Fantasy – The Legends Are Real – Part 2

Welcome back to my satyr phone sex fantasy. As you know this is part 2, so if you haven’t already you should read part 1 right here. Now, let’s get to the good stuff.

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What the fuck was he?

He had a rock-hard cock, but his legs didn’t look human.

They ended in hooves, and as I looked I realized his legs reminded me of a goat. He was watching me.

Looking at myself I was nearly naked. “Who…. what are you?” He must have undressed me I realized as my mind slowly started putting things together.

I watched as he stood, taller than any human man, as he started walking towards me.

“Stay back!”

He didn’t listen, coming closer and closer until he was right in front of me. I was terrified. And then he reached out a hand, offering it. He wasn’t doing anything to me. Maybe he’d pulled me out of the river. Maybe I’d been so cold with my wet clothes on he’d taken them off so I could warm up by the fire.

Taking a deep breath as I reached up, taking his hand.

He helped me to my feet, and as I stood in front of him, I could smell something… He smelled like flowers and the woods, while a hint of moss after the rain added to it. It was almost intoxicating. I moved closer, my nose almost touching his chest as I inhaled.

His scent was almost mesmerizing. I could smell hints of rain, and wine. And it was so strong now that it made me a little bit light-headed. I would have fallen if not for his hand.

A word popped into my head. “Satyr.” It brought a flash of ancient greek images, men who were half man and half goat.

My ear was pressed against his chest. I could hear his heart beating, and as I looked up at him, I realized I was suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to have him fill me.

His dark eyes met mine, and he leaned down.

As soon as his mouth was in reach I kissed him, hard. His tongue was in my mouth, tasting like dewdrops and wine.

I couldn’t help myself. My hands started roaming his body, feeling as the hair and skin on his chest turned into dense fur at his legs. I pulled him closer as our kissed deepened.

That cock was still rock hard, poking against my tummy. Lowering myself to the ground I wrapped a hand around his hard member before my tongue was out, trying to taste every inch. The satyr groaned as I parted my lips, taking that cock into my mouth, letting it move deeper and deeper, before I pulled back.

Gasping for hair before I started bobbing up and down on his cock.

I knew it was impossible, but it seemed like his cock was getting bigger, moving further down my throat.

Pulling back I realized it actually had gotten bigger. His fingers ran through my hair, pulling me back onto his cock. Fuck he was already so big! How far down was his cock going?

I knew that there was a buldge in my neck. His hand moved me up and down the length of his cock. God, I couldn’t take much more down my throat.

His smile was my focus as I looked up, letting him use my mouth and throat. He grunted again, pulling my head off his cock, before helping me to a fallen log nearby. I watched in disbelief as his cock grew and shrunk before I was bent over the log.

There was something intoxicating about him. Just his scent had gotten my pussy wet, while the taste of his cock had given me a need to be fuck so hard I couldn’t think of anything else.

His giant cock slammed inside me, sinking deeper than anyone ever had before.

I screamed out as a mix of pleasure and pain from being stretched so suddenly hit my body. His giant balls slapped against my clit as he thrust in and out.

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, my moans and screams filling the clearing as his cock rammed against my cervix. All I was while I was there was a warm vessel for him to use. I found myself going limp, while the hands around my waist held me in place for the satyr to fuck.

Blinking in and out of consciousness, I looked up at the sound of a stick snapping as an almost human face looked back at me. There were more.

I felt hands on my body, and I moaned as they played with me. And I knew as I lay there, I was never going back.

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Well, I hope you enjoyed yourself while reading part 2 of my satyr phone sex fantasy. If you want to hear me whisper all those dirty things in your ear, and get some audio-only content, don’t worry. You can buy it right here.

And if this got you thirsty for some more sexy reading, check out my blog on a kelpie phone sex fantasy of mine here. Have a wonderful weekend!

Hugs and Kisses,

-Wren