Four Days
Four days. It had been four days since I first set foot in this gods' forsaken swamp. Four days since I accepted that foolish job to find a ruined temple in the middle of all this muck and retrieve some ancient artifact. Three days since I lost the path and started mindlessly blundering through the dark bogs, hoping to find my way out. Two days since I lost my blade to the denizens of the swamp, something stealing it away as I slept. And it was only yesterday that I lost my pack as I ran from a small gang of murderous lizardlings. And it was only a few hours ago that the rain started coming down.
So I sat there underneath that fallen log, my clothes caked in mud, my body soaked to the bone, and me, completely miserable. And I sat there, waiting. What was I waiting for? Rescue? Starvation? Or just something to come along and have me for its afternoon meal. I couldn't really come up with an answer to that one, so I just sat. And waited.
And that's when I heard it.
It was loud and terrifying, like the death cry of some huge beast. It sounded like some sort of gurgling, as if something was drowning in a bog. I don't know where it came from, but something told me that I didn't want to find out. All previous notions of "rolling over and dying" were suddenly absent, and every muscle of my body told me that I should start moving, and I happily agreed.
I peeked out from my hiding place to check if the coast was clear. Satisfied, I made my way from the immediate location, moving as fast as one could in the muddy wetlands. But it was only after a few moments of sloshing through the muck that I found the probable source of the noise.
It was stooped over the carcass of a dead animal, but it could have stood at eight feet if it rose to its full height. It had a powerful build, its feet and hands both ending in wicked looking claws. Its sloping brow was accentuated by its jutting brows, which only enhanced the evil gleam of its beady yellow eyes. Its wiry green hair was gathered into a row of tied bundles, flanked by pointy green ears. It was the creature I wished I did not have to encounter in this hellhole.
A troll.
I quickly ducked behind a tree before the beast could spot me, and continued to observe it from there, hoping that it would go away before I moved on. The creature suddenly shifted, and my mouth dropped open. It was female! I didn't even know trolls had genders, but there before me were two large, round...perky...breasts. I blinked, realizing what I was ogling, and shook my head. Now was NOT a good time to be staring at breasts, especially when it belonged to a monster that would probably EAT ME.
It took me a moment to realize that the troll had stood up, and when I did, my jaw probably would have fallen into the bog. The troll's body was stunning! Her wide hips, her flat stomach, her fine legs, her round, bubble ass. I don't know why I didn't notice all these features before, but I did now! I felt something stir within my loins as all sense flew from my mind. I leaned out slightly to get a better view of this beautiful creature-only to have the mud underneath my feet give a particularly loud SQUELCH. With it came the returning of my senses, and the attention of an attractive, yet murderous swamp monster.
Shit.
The troll looked in my direction and let out the gargling shriek that I had heard before. I turned on my heel and ran through the mud as fast as I could. I heard the thudding footsteps of the troll behind me, but I dared not look back. I ducked and weaved through the trees, praying to whatever god that was listening that it wouldn't get me. Finally, out of breath, I stumbled and collapsed against a large tree, coughing and wheezing to get my breath back. 'This is it', I thought. 'The troll is going to kill me.'
I waited for the blow to come, but surprisingly it never did. I blinked a few times and, summoning my courage, I stood up and turned around. There was nothing there. I looked around quickly, half out excitement and half out of panic. Had I really lost it? I let out a small laugh, thinking I had made it. This was quickly corrected as I felt claws close around my neck. I felt myself leaving the ground followed by a dull thud to the back of my head. Blinking the spots from my eyes, I realized that I was in the troll's grasp, who had pinned me against the tree with one hand.
The creature growled at me menacingly, her eyes burrowing into my own, and yet did not strike. It seemed more curious as to what a human was doing in her swamp. Realizing that this thing was about to kill me, I decided in a quick, irrational manner that I might as well enjoy my last moments, and took a quick gander down at her beautiful body one last time. The troll looked at me quizzically, and she herself looked down. Something caught her eye, causing her eyebrows to rise slightly.
I suddenly felt her hand grasp my crotch and feel my hardened member. She looked surprised for a moment, obviously shocked to find something other than her own kind attracted to her. I felt her iron grip leave my throat, and I dropped the two feet that she had held me into the air. Massaging my throat, I looked up to see two large, green breasts only a foot from my face. I craned my neck, and the troll was looking at me devilishly.
She suddenly pushed me against the tree and went to her knees. With a hard yank I suddenly found myself without pants with my member standing at attention, and the troll's face only a few inches away. She studied it for a moment before giving an approving snort. It was a good package, for a human.
I saw where this was going, and thanked whatever god had spared my life minutes ago. I didn't even know that trolls could think consciously, let alone...have fun!
The troll leaned forward, flicking her tongue against my shaft, causing me to shiver. She liked my reaction as she opened her mouth and enveloped my cock in her mouth. She wrapped her large tongue around it and sucked on it eagerly, causing my entire body to shudder in pleasure. Her mouth was hot and wet, which only added to the pleasure I received from her tongue and lips as they worked on my shaft, her head bobbing rapidly. I felt pressure building inside me, my hips bucking against her mouth, my climax getting closer and closer. The troll smirked as she hummed a loud note, sending the vibrations through my cock and up my body. I let out a cry as I released my load into her mouth, and she gulped it down greedily, pulling her mouth away from my cock with a wet SMACK. She licked her lips as she looked up at me, and I couldn't help but smile at her.
She suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to a sitting position. I looked up, and my eyes bulged as I got a perfect view of her nether regions. Her wet sex dripped with a mixture of rain and her own juices, and my cock throbbed in desire once again. The beautiful creature smirked at me again as she straddled my legs, lowering herself until she was level with me. She wrapped her fingers delicately around my reinvigorated shaft and aligned it with her wet lips. She lowered herself, and with a grunt, plunged my cock into her. She winced, but after a few moments here expression changed to a satisfied smirk. She lifted herself slightly and fell upon it again, pumping herself up and down. Her walls were warm, moist, and tight, squeezing me each time she came down again. All I could do was stare it those perfect mounds in front of my face. Which gave me an idea.
I reached up and cupped her breasts in my hands. Her skin was cool and moist, and felt sensual to the touch. I began to massage her breasts, moving them in circular motions as I squeezed lightly, occasionally tweaking her hard nipples. She groaned at this new sensation, grinding her hips against mine as she started to pump faster. I tensed as I felt the pressure again, but I was set on pleasuring my partner before I went over. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, nibbling on it lightly. She let out a small yelp of surprise, causing her to start pumping faster. I expected her to taste like swamp water, but to my surprise she instead tasted like a sweet mint. I savored the taste as I renewed my assault, rolling her nipples around my tongue, nipping on them lightly, and sucking on them like a babe. Each act elicited another moan or yelp from the she-troll, and she only doubled her efforts each time. She was literally pounding into me, bouncing up and down as a continuous groan rolled from her lips. Her groan grew louder, and she suddenly wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me against her as we both let out a cry. We both went over together, climaxing violently at the same time. She shook violently as the orgasm took her, and it was all I could do to keep her from falling over. After a few minutes her shaking ceased and looked down at me again, and once again I couldn't help but smile. She leaned down and kissed me on the lips. That sweet minty taste again.
Maybe this trip wasn't such a waste.