TW/CW: This story is erotic horror. More specific trigger warnings are in the tags like normal, but I wanted to do a specific warning since the beginning doesn’t necessary indicate that it’s going to be a spookier story by the end. If you aren’t into horror, feel free to skip this one or just stop reading after the second ~~~ (tilde symbols).
My skin prickled in the cool air and I jerked as Robbie wrapped his arms around me from behind. He chuckled.
I turned to glare at him, but he leaned down and kissed my nose, melting away my annoyance. I giggled and hugged him.
“You can’t blame me! Not after that haunted trail we went to last night!”
Robbie laughed again and kissed me. “You were so cute screaming at the guy with the chainsaw. I thought you were gonna run into the woods.”
I mock-pouted. “No making fun of me! I seem to remember you screaming too.”
“Put the lip away or I’m gonna bite it,” he teased in his slight southern draw.
Robbie kissed me again, and I swirled my tongue with his. After over a year together, he still made my heart flutter whenever he kissed me. I was so glad we had decided to spend a weekend camping together. Going to the campground’s haunted trail had been his idea, and although I didn’t think I would like it, it ended up being a lot of fun. Our adrenaline rushing, we had hurried back to our tent afterward. I couldn’t remember the last time I came that hard, and his growls into the night told me he had enjoyed himself too.
I poked at the fire’s last dying embers as a few raindrops landed on my cheek. “We better get inside before the sky opens up.”
“You gonna melt?”
I playfully smacked his arm. “I don’t want things to get soggy in our tent.”
“Okay, okay.” Robbie pulled me tightly to him and kissed me yet again before whispering in my ear. “I can’t promise things won’t get a little wet though.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time.” I smirked and pulled away, grabbing his hand to lead him back to the tent.
“I’ll be right there. Gonna go pee first.” He smacked my butt and I yelped and laughed, running back to our sleeping bags as more raindrops landed on me.
Snuggling up in my sleeping bag while I was waiting for Robbie was a bad idea. I found myself waking, not sure how long I had been asleep. I looked at my phone for the time. Just after 2 AM. I reached over to cuddle up with Robbie, but he wasn’t there. At least I hadn’t been asleep for long? Truth be told, I didn’t know what time it was when we had put out the fire, but it usually only took him a few minutes in the woods. I wondered if his phone was dead and he didn’t have a flashlight to get back to camp.
The rain was coming down harder now, so I wrapped one of his flannels around me and unzipped our tent.
“Robbie?” I whispered, shining the flashlight out into the night. I listened for his answer, but only heard the sound of rain on the the leaves littering the forest floor. I crept out of the tent and headed in the direction he had gone, shining the flashlight at the ground to avoid tripping over any roots.
I called his name as I walked, and stopped a few hundred feet into the woods. How far could he have gone to pee? Something flew overhead, and I ducked, screaming, and dropped the flashlight. I was about to take off running back to the tent, when I felt someone grab me from behind. I screamed again, and twisted to get away, but the arms gripped me tightly.
“Woah. It’s me. It’s me.”
I stopped struggling as I heard Robbie’s voice. It was raining harder now and I couldn’t see more than the dark shadow of my boyfriend, but I playfully smacked him again like I had done earlier.
“You scared me half to death! What is taking you so long? Come on. We’d getting soaked.” I started to walk back, but he gripped my hand.
“Don’t go back there. Stay here with me.”
“Because… I need you.” He pulled me close and kissed me deeply. He whispered in my ear, making shivers go up my spine. “Because I waaaaant you, darlin’. I want you here. Now.”
I felt his hand run down my body and into my shorts, and I shivered again. His fingers found my clit and teased it in slow circles. I moaned against his cheek and held onto him, my legs already going weak.
“Fuck, Robbie.” I moved my hips against his hand.
He rubbed faster. “That’s it. Be a good girl for me. Show me how badly you want me deep inside you. I love when you’re my little fucking slut.”
I gasped as he slipped a finger inside and wrapped my arms around his neck in the dark, holding on tightly. “Don’t stop.”
“Never.” He nibbled on my earlobe and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning. “I will never stop loving you.”
I felt Robbie slip another finger inside, and I slipped my shorts to the ground and kicked them off. Fuck it. I could find them tomorrow. His fingers explored inside me and then curled perfectly against my g-spot, making me gasp again.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Right there. Right there. Right there.”
He pulled out and slapped my pussy, and I yelped.
“Do you want me to stop?” He asked, tapping against my clit. “Am I being too rough?”
“No,” I said, my voice a low moan. “Please don’t stop. Harder.”
“Good girl.” He slapped my pussy again, and I cried out. Fuck, it felt so good. But I felt empty without his fingers in me.
“Please. Please, Robbie. I need you in me.”
“Yeah. You do. You need me inside, claiming you.”
He spun me around so I was facing away from him and pushed me into a bent-over position. My hands landed against the rough bark of a tree in front of me and I leaned against it for support as I felt the tip of his thick cock slide into me.
“Oh fuck.” My words came out as a moan as he teased at the entrance.
“Fuck, darlin’. You’re so fucking wet.”
Rainwater ran down my shoulders and into my eyes, but I didn’t care. It was all I could do to utter a single word.
Without another word, Robbie slammed into me, making my gasps catch in my throat. His hands gripped my hips, gently at first and then more tightly as he fucked me. Our cries intertwined, and his fingers dug into my flesh with a feral need to fuck me deeper, harder, faster. I reached back with one hand to play with my clit as he fucked me.
“That’s it, baby. Rub yourself for me. I want to feel you explode all over my cock. I want your pussy throbbing around me.”
I screamed as I came. He reached down to pull my shoulders up and bit my neck hard, still inside me. The sensation was almost too much, but he held me to him with one arm and reached down to rub my sensitive clit without mercy.
“Oh fuck. Fuck. FUCK.”
“That’s it, darlin’. Fucking cum again. That’s my orgasm. Be a good girl for me. Cum again. NOW.”
The rain on my face mixed with my own tears as my entire body burst into tingles. I was crying. I was laughing. My pussy was pounding harder than it ever had before. If Robbie hadn’t had his arm around me, I would have fallen to the forest floor.
And then he pushed me over and started thrusting again.
The groans that came out of me didn’t sound human. I held onto the tree as he fucked me.
“Good girl. Good fucking girl.” He panted and his movements became more erratic. “You’re going to take every last drop of my cum, aren’t you?”
“Yes. Please.” I needed him to fill me, more than I could say. My head spun, but I used all my strength to contract my muscles around him as tightly as I could.
“Fuck!” He groaned, and I felt him convulse. “Take it. Take every fucking drop. That’s my pussy. You’re my good girl. Fuck. Take it! Fuck, I love you so much. I will never fucking stop loving you. I will NEVER stop loving you.”
I moaned as he filled me with spurt after spurt. I tried to stand to kiss him, but before I could reach his lips… The world faded to black as I tried to tell him that I loved him too.
“There’s someone in here!”
I woke to someone unzipping my tent, and I scrambled to wrap my sleeping bag around me. I reached to wake Robbie but he wasn’t there. The head of a park ranger poked through the tent flap, sunlight streaming in behind him.
“Um… excuse me? What are you doing?”
“It’s her!” He called to someone outside before leaning in again. “Ma’am, are you okay?”
“Huh? I’m fine. What’s…”
“Thank god. Can you get decent? We have to get you out of here.”
“Fast as you can. I’ll be right here.”
He zipped the tent again but I could see his silhouette standing right outside. A few raindrops plopped down on the tent as I pulled on a sweatshirt and pair of jeans, but it sounded like it was just from the trees. At least it wasn’t raining anymore. I winced as I buttoned my jeans. My hips had dark bruises from where Robbie’s fingers had so deliciously dug into me the night before and the palms of my hands were scraped from the tree bark. I unzipped the tent to get out, but the ranger blocked my path.
“Okay, ma’am, what we’re going to need you to do is come out this way and look straight ahead. Okay?”
“There’s been an… accident. Just come with us, okay? We’ll get you down to the ranger station.”
“But my boyfriend is…”
“Don’t you worry about him,” he said softly. “Come this way. Good girl.”
The last two words made my head swim as I remembered Robbie calling me his good girl the night before. I crawled out of the tent. At least ten rangers and police officers covered our campsite. Someone was taking pictures. Another young ranger ran to the other side of me. The two of them wrapped a blanket around me and over my head before I could protest and led me to the ranger’s jeep, parked haphazardly on the trail just a few feet from our tent.
“Time of death, approximately 11 PM to midnight,” I heard someone out of view say quietly.
“Keep your head down, okay?” the younger ranger said softly as he ushered me into the backseat. “Trust me on this one. It’s going to be okay. But don’t look back.”
He clicked the door closed. I wanted to listen to him. I swear I did. But I couldn’t help myself. I slowly raised my eyes and looked back at the campsite. There, slumped and impaled on a tree limb, was Robbie’s mangled body. Dark blood covered our tent and was still dripping from his corpse in large plops. His torso has been flayed open and ropes of intestines spilled out, and one of his arms hung by just a few shreds of skin.
Bile filled my mouth, and I closed my eyes. I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. The last thing I remembered before the world faded to black again is an arm around my shoulder and Robbie’s voice in my ear.
“I will never stop loving you.”
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