Kristi and the Gnomes - Part 2

 

“That is what I expected to see.” Allyson says as they come to another overlook. This one is ringed in wild berry thickets, but the view is breathtaking. The mid-day sun is shining down on the valley and its’ surrounding mountains. From this altitude, they can see more of the area. After taking a few more photos with their cellphones, they all find places to sit down. Allyson closes her eyes and leans against a large rock, enjoying the sunlight and sipping her water. Carly gathers up more berries, filling a small bag from her pack. Chelsea and Kristi find a couple of large rocks they can each sit on and change their socks. “I didn’t think I had sweated this much.” Chelsea says as she wrings out her socks and small drips of sweat drop from it

Kristi nods as she pulls on dry socks. They also talk about the strange giggling noise. Both agree to record it on their phones.

As Kristi puts on her boots, she bumps her phone. It falls behind her and at the edge of the bushes. She then bends over to grab it and loses her balance. With phone in hand, she rolls into the thick brambles. Surprised at how they seemed to move and swallow her up. As she stands up, her feet get tangled and she falls again, slipping down the side of the mountain. She is too surprised to call out as she seems to be sliding through the bushes, until she stops at a level clearing.

She looks around, her cellphone still in her hand. “How am I going to get back up there.” she asks herself.

“Maybe we can help you.” a small voice says.

Still looking around. “Who said that?”

From out of the bushes step a number of small men. They are men and not children, because even though they are about half her height, they have short beards that match their light colored hair. Each is wearing a light green shirt with darker green vest, and brown pants.

“She is a beauty.” One says as the others giggle.

“That noise was you.” she says.

“Aye, ’twas us. What’re doin’ on our mountain during Lughnasadh? Takin’ our first fruits before we can harvest ‘em?” The first one asks.

“During Lug-what’s?” She responds puzzled.

Another pipes up, “Maybe she knows it as Lammas?”

“Fine, What’re doin’ on our mountain during Lammas?” the first one asks again.

She shakes her head. “I don’t know what you are asking. My friends and I just were hiking up this mountain that was supposed to be empty.”

“Aye, we saw. But then you started eating our food. Today we was to gather it and offer it as the beginning of the Harvest Season. But you and your friends just started picking and eating. No asking, no prayers, no offerings or thanks. No nothin’.” He says in a serious tone.

She is still sitting on the ground looking up at them. “I am sorry. We didn’t know. What can I do to make it up to you?”

The four of them all huddle for a moment and speak in a language she doesn’t understand. After some nodding, they turn to her. “We will accept your apology, but you have to offer something to us. Once you do, we will return you safely to your friends. Do you agree?” The lead one steps closer and holds out his hand.

She takes it and stands up. “Okay, but I don’t have much to offer. What do you want?”

With that, he claps his hands and, as if by magic, the vines near her grow and take the shape of a flat surface like a table or bed. The woody stalks twist and weave into legs or posts at each corner with leaves and green branches weaving to form flat top.

“We want to have sex with you. You offer yourself to each of us, willingly and we will take you back to your friends as if nothing happened.” He says. His grin and beard taking on a more sinister shape.

Looking at them. “Really. You want sex? Are you sure you have enough for me? You all look a little small.” she says holding her fingers out measuring less than an inch.

“Leave that to us. If you agree. We promise you nothin’ like you’ve ever had before.” he says. His three friends grinning darkly too.

She walks over to the “bed”, “Are we to do it here?” she asks as she sits down on it. The vines easily support her weight and the leaves are surprisingly soft.

“Of course. Do you agree?” He asks holding out his hand again.

“Show me what you have first. I don’t want to be disappointed.”

He smiles. “That’s fair enough.” He pulls down his brown slacks and she sees a small, soft, flaccid penis. It is just as small as she expected. “I bet it doesn’t get much bigger than that.” she thinks as each of the others also drop their trousers.

“Okay. I agree. I will have sex with each of you, one at a time. I control the positions and when we are done, you will return me to my friends.” she takes his hand and shakes it.

“Agreed.” He says.

All four of them giggle. Kristi strips off her top and sports bra, then pulls off her shorts and panties. “Ok, who is first?” she asks.

One shyly comes up. “I am.” and climbs up on the bed. He stands as she is sitting. She takes his small dick and slowly strokes it. He smiles and giggles. She has never had a man giggle during a hand job but whatever. She wants to lick the tip, but he claps his hands and it immediately doubles in size and girth. “Oh my.” she says now more easily gripping the foreskin and sliding it back and forth, revealing a bright pink tip. She licks around the tip. It feels different that Tom’s or other guys she has been with. It is more firm and harder. As she continues to stroke the shaft, she takes it in her mouth. It fits nicely as she takes him deeper. She feels his small hands resting on her head as she sucks him. She is surprised how firm and hard he is. Her pussy is damp with anticipation. “This might be more fun than I thought.” she thinks.

“Lie down. I want to get on top.” She tells him. He does as she asks. She is surprised how much this bush feels like a firm bed. She straddles his small body and lowers herself, still surprised how firm and large it is. Slowly she moves up and down until she takes him fully inside of her, then she rocks back and forth. Her range of motion is limited by his hard cock inside of her. She rides him harder and faster. She leans over him and his small hand pull on her hard nipples. “Yes. Pull them Little Man.” she says as feels pleasure building within her already. She tightens her thighs around him as she cums. He giggles, snaps his fingers and then slides free from her pussy. “Thank you.” he says as he gets out from under her, almost magically.

“I’m next.” says one who gets behind her as she is straddling empty air.

She looks behind her and is met by a larger dong than the first. It is already hard and he is stroking it himself. “Can I enter you from behind?” He asks. Her cunt is so wet and ready, she just leans forward. “Yes, Please.” she says.

She feels his small hands on her hips as his much larger shaft rubs along her pussy lips. Then he places the tip against her and presses. She feels this thick head move into her. First the tip, then his shaft is thicker than that and it opens her more.

It feels so good to her. She presses her ass back against him, fucking herself with his hard cock. She feels how he goes deeper than she expected. She reaches down and rubs her clit. Biting her lower lip she orgasms again, with her cunt pulsating around his hard shaft. “Thank you.” he says and is gone. She is still on all fours when another appears in front of her. His thick veiny cock is much larger than Tom’s. It looks like something from a porno. “I’m Next” he says.

She, unthinkingly takes it and starts sucking it. She wants to feel that thick thing fill her mouth. “I want you to fuck my mouth.” she says, surprised at her own lust.

“Your wish is my command.” he says as he grabs handfuls of her hair and thrusts it deep in her mouth and down her throat. It feels so hard and thick. After having it in her mouth, she pulls it free, stroking it, all slick with her saliva. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

She says as she lies on her back with her legs spread open. He gets between her legs. “He’s like a tripod” she thinks.

She feels him work into her. It feels so good. As he slides deeper, his face comes up to her breasts. He sucks her right nipple. “Oh Yes! Suck it hard. Fuck me harder.” she says as she grabs his hips and pulls him into her.

It feels so good. She wants something in her mouth too. “Where is my last one. Put it in my mouth.” she yells.

The leader of the group is there. His hard penis is so much larger than when she first saw it. She turns her head and opens her mouth. He slides it in.

“Yes!” she thinks. She sucks just the tip, but the girth of it has her mouth stretched open.

She feels a small hand rubbing her clit. Between her full mouth, full pussy, sucked nipple and now rubbed clit, she feels another orgasm building. Her mouth, and pussy tighten a bit as the wave of pleasure moves though her.

“Thank you.” says the one between her legs and is gone.

She pulls the last one from her mouth. “I have to ride this.” She says.

He nods and lies down on the bed. She is breathing hard and sweating now, but so badly wants to ride this massive cock. “This has to be a dream. I have never seen anything like this.” she says aloud as she slowly lowers herself on it. Looking down she sees him smiling up at her like a little devil, which the pointed beard accents.

She starts of slowly but quickly moves faster and harder. She rubs her clit as he grips her nipples. “Yes, dammit. I want to cum again.” she says. The pleasure is building again and she hears giggling again as her whole body tightens with a powerful orgasm.

“Hazzah! Four offerings. The blessings will be upon us.” they all cheer.

And once again she is alone on the “bed”, on her knees with no one beneath her.

She looks over and all four of them are standing there, fully dressed and cheering.

Exhaling and trying to slow her breathing, she slowly gathers her clothes and gets dressed. “Aye, you held up your part, and gave a splendid offering. We will uphold ours. You will be returned to your friends as if nothing happened.”

She ties her boots, “What do you mean….” she asks as the world feels like it turns inside out.

She is sitting on the rock still tying her boot.

“What did you say Kris?” Chelsea asks.

“I was asking the little guys….” She says as she starts to feel light headed.

The next thing she knows, her friends are pouring water on her head and wiping it with a cold rag.

“Are you, okay, Kristi?” Carly asks.

“I think we should call it a day, Ladies. I think Kristi has heat exhaustion. Look at her, she is sweating all over and breathing hard.” Allyson says.

“No….It was… little men.” she starts to protest.

Kristi goes to stand up and realizes she is sore from all of the sex.

“Ow.” she says placing a hand on her hip.

“See, heat cramps. I should have planned this better. The day is too hot, and it is the beginning of August. We can try it again when the weather is cooler.” Allyson says as she finds a sturdy stick that Kristi can use as a walking stick. “Let’s make our way down the mountain.”

Kristi holds the walking stick, and takes another sip of water.

“Heat exhaustion? Can that cause weird dreams and hallucinations?” she asks.

Carly nods. “Yes, if you remember from our first aid training. Profuse sweating, altered state of consciousness, soreness, and possible rapid breathing. We will make our way slowly down the trail. If you feel weak or dizzy, tell me. I’m not leaving your side.”

Chelsea stands on her other side, “Me neither. It could have happened to any of us.”

“Maybe it has something to do with the berries. Maybe they weren’t what we thought they were.”

The women all hear a giggling sound from the bushes, and then a small flock of green and brown birds fly into the air. “I don’t recognize what type of birds those are, but that is the source of your ‘giggling’.” Allyson says.

Once they load up into the Jeep, Kristi looks better. “I’m sorry guys. I guess I just got over heated.”

She hears that strange giggling on the wind again, and a whispered tone “Thank….you… for….your… offering….”

She looks around but doesn’t see anything.

“Are you sure you are all right Kristi?” Carly asks.

“Yes, let’s go home. I think I had more adventure than I planned on.” she says sitting in the back seat and drifting off to sleep again. Dreaming of little men with huge cocks. 

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