Those In The Forest

Part 21: Reagan

It's been two days since I asked them to change the bet, and it's been the best two days of my life!

          When we were in that kitchen that day, I couldn't help but think back to when they were in the bathhouse, how they touched, kissed, and talked to each other. All of it had me a panting, horny, and aching mess.

          I wasn't brave enough to ask them to touch me then. I wouldn't even know where to start if I did.

          Their rut, as they called it, is a little over a week away, and me torturing them by not letting them touch me is all part of my plan. It's been a long time since I've been intimate with another person. Never in my life did I think I would be doing it with four at the same time.

          The fun part is that apparently, during their rut, I'll be irresistible to them. So torturing them with this seems fun, and I get a taste of what it will be like when they rut.

          I'm not a hundred percent on this whole growing a penis thing, but what the hell, I'm up for trying anything. It's not like I would be getting fucked by a man. Despite them telling me they may not be able to control themselves, I get the feeling that they will at least try.

          In these past two days, they have kind of proved that to me. The day after we cooked in the kitchen, which was really fun, we had another bath in the bathhouse. They didn't touch each other like before. We all just bathed. That is until I got a little brave and taunted them.

          Just like at the waterfall where we had that alarming incident with Ivy's brother, I kissed them—taking them by surprise.

          I could see just how hard it was to control themselves, and it was thrilling. It was so much more thrilling when I heard them whimper.

           There is literally nothing better than hearing women whimper for you. Knowing all they want to do is fuck you. Hazel and Rose seemed to be having a more challenging time controlling themselves. However, Ivy and Iris were shaking with anticipation themselves.

          With their ruts being so close, I know they are struggling more than they would like to be.

          I started with just small kisses. And then that night, when we were all in bed, naked and getting ready to sleep, I got braver.

          I was tracing my fingers over their bodies. Their very muscular and soft bodies. I could feel them shivering under my touch, clenching and unclenching their hands to keep from touching me back.

          Iris and Ivy were still somehow keeping their cool, and it was kind of pissing me off. A wicked idea came to mind, and I decided I would kiss them elsewhere.

          I dipped down, pulling their nipples between my lips. Once I heard one of them moan, I moved to the other Runt. Rose and Hazel were looking at me with fire in their eyes. Once I succeeded in making Iris and Ivy moan for me, I went to sleep with a smile on my face, ignoring the irritated feelings coming from them all.

          The next day, I just ignored them for a few hours. When they were on their run, I stayed quiet, not answering them, and then when they came back, I took turns sitting in their laps, either watching TV or reading a book. They sat there with their arms next to their thighs, glaring at everything around them.

          It was fun.

          That leads me to now, sitting in the living room texting Bryce, telling her I'm okay, and getting along, which isn't a lie. I've had more fun here in the past two weeks than I have ever lived alone.