feralism

Bee Erotica by Moi. Written as a joke. Then the joke got out of hand. Go!

Basically today at work I was checking out the sunflowers making sure they were all nice, no dead heads or anything, and found the fittest fucking bumble bee you have ever seen.

So I was having a little chat with him, you know, talking about the pollen levels and shit, and I just couldn't stop staring at his legs... I mean, I have seen some sexy legs in my time, but these were something else. Cute little hooked feet, perfectly symmetrical glistening black spindles climbing all the way up to...

I had to blush and look away. I found myself mumbling something about how bees are really special because the numbers have been falling every year, and I could see him staring at my tits out of the corner of my eye. He agreed that it was very important for him to take every chance his could to preserve the species, and looked straight into my eyes.

I felt a thunderbolt of desire rumble from the huge tangled lump in my throat straight down to my slowly moistening slit, then back up and stick in my chest, rolling over and over again as his many eyes roved all over my body, drinking in my signs of lust like a blooming flower. Pink, moist lips, wide blue eyes, reddening cheeks and a flush slowly spreading down my chest in anticipation of what might come next.

Coming back down to earth with a bump, I realised that we were in a public place and people were milling about everywhere. I was beginning to worry about my supervisor coming in and finding me in such a compromising position, and started to flick my eyes about awkwardly, instinctively dropping my shoulders and disengaging my previous attempts to push out my chest and slightly part my legs in my attempts at some sort of enigmatic seducation.

Sensing this, the Bee glanced nonchalantly at me and flippantly asked me for directions to the bathroom. Still irritated with myself for causing such an anti-climax with my fussing, I switched back into helpful employee mode and hurriedly shuffled over to the toilet block and pointed out which was the mens to him.

He looked straight at me again, and I could suddenly see his eyes were not focused on my face, but the line where my legs became covered by my skirt, gently rising and falling slightly in the wind but never quite becoming indecent. "Which is the mens?" He asked again.

I hesitatingly raised my arm to point it out and suddenly he grabbed hold of my finger and dragged me towards a cubicle. Despite being hundreds of times smaller than me he seemed to wrench my body through the air as if it were an origami crane, finally setting me down inside one of the cubicles and then locking the door behind him.

"What are you doing!" I hissed. I was afraid about my supervisor coming and finding us, and was sure I would get fired. Not to mention the boldness of him, dragging me inside like that! He set down on the lock and crossed one set of his legs. "Let me out!" I whispered. "Now!". As I moved my face close to his I could see how soft and luscious his hair was. Felting his entire body like a sensual carpet, I couldn't hep but look him up and down and see how strong and muscular his wings were, and how sharp and intimidating his jaws, speckled with little drops of saliva and breathing heavily. I noticed he was staring down my top as I bent over to reason with him.

"If you try and leave, I'll sting you." he zuzzed. "I know you want this." As I reeled back and silently exclaimed, open mouthed, I found myself locked in an embrace with him. I fell back onto the toilet as he ducked in and out of my mouth and rubbed his delightfully soft body all over my lips.
I found the waistband of my skirt with my fingers and started to rub myself slowly and he scuttled around my face and nibbled my neck, tickling my ears with a flutter, then returning his attention to my mouth. I suddenly felt a burst of sweetness and he released his hot sticky load of sugary nectar down my throat.
I was so overwhelmed with the incredible taste, I had not noticed how wet I had become. My fingers were totally sodden with musky juices and suddenly I felt a little tug at my hips as the whisked off my panties with his rock-solid jaws and then paused a moment, allowing himself to inhale the mushroomy scent. "You fucking stink" He breathed, "I love it."

I pulled my skirt up and continued to gently fondle myself while he watched. He came and sat on the seat and fixated his gaze on me, towering above him like a giant, a wall of slimy, squelching, stretching and grinding and I became more and more excited having him as an audience, thinking of him down there watching me like I was on the big screen, a live-action larger-than-life interactive porno. I could see him shuddering with pleasure and I sped faster and faster, plunging my digits in and out of myself and heaving and sighing with ecstasy, moaning more and more as he began to scuttle up and down my fingers, humming and buzzing and clawing at my clit as it swelled larger and larger as I was becoming closer and closer to climax, the vibrations permeating deep into a place I had never felt anything before.

Unable to control myself I started moaning loudly and had to press a hand against the side of the cubicle to stop myself from sliding down onto the floor in pleasure. As I rubbed and slid and ground at myself harder than I ever had before I felt him retreat slightly and had a vague impression of him having retreating once again to watch my now heightened waves of joy from afar. Suddenly I heard an almost finite sigh and the sound of him taking off. I prised opened my eyes from my deep-seated pre-climax, still working away at myself with one hand and propping myself up with the other, just in time to see him plunge messily in between my legs, invading my flooded tunnel with tide after tide of vibrations rolling up and down inside me, I began to shout out loud.

"Oh god! Oh jesus!" I exclaimed as the Bee nibbled, scuttled and buzzed his way deeper into my folded pink cave, as lightening streaked up and down my spine and clouds of stars began to explode inside my mind as I rocked and twisted, unable to satisfy or quench this mounting pleasure as it took hold of my entire body, until...
a sharp pinprick placed like an arrow in a target made me jump and squeal at the same time before my entire body was wracked with the most intense, unstoppable, climax I had ever known. Neverending stampedes of juddering warmth pooled in every part of my being as i screamed louder than I knew I could, finally sliding down onto the floor, twitching uncontrollably with thousands of tiny pins and needles and steaming with hot sweat trails running down my body, slowly becoming warm, and red, and numb, trying to understand what I had just felt and how it had come to be..

Be...

Bee.

I glanced down as his bumbly body fell from the graveyard of my cooling meaty purse, and grasped gently to bring his slightly crushed and stiff body closer to mine. Looking closely I could see the faint traces of a beautiful smile on his jaws. I roughly pulled my pants back on, cradled his little body and ran outside, stifled by the heat, the pulsating glow left over from my incredible fuck and the horror at the corpse which I had just birthed.

I grasped at his little face and nuzzled him to my breast as I fell to my knees and sobbed, for the absolute joy I had just recieved, and the sorrow at the loss of my lover, the greatest lover I had ever known, who had given his life to create the best experience I would ever live in mine.

Goodbye, Bee.


Goodbye.