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  Whitley & The Lizardman

  Natasha Hunter

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  Case File: Lizard Man

  Sightings: 1520, 1988

  Location: South Carolina

  Evidence: One plaster mold of a huge footprint in a glass case scattered with dried butter beans.

  "It was green, wet-like, about seven feet tall, and had three fingers, red eyes, skin like a lizard, and snakelike scales."

  *

  A plume of red colored dust burst through the air as Jake pulled over to the side of the road and parked his F150 pickup. Whitley slid out of the passenger's side and closed the door with her foot, arms full with her purse and an overnight bag. She gave an excited glance to the path that led into the woods, eager to start the investigation for the Lizard Man of Bishopville. She dropped her bags at the beginning of the trail, then pulled her iPhone from her purse and started recording herself.

  "Hello, hello, this is Whitley Richmond coming to you from the backwoods of South Carolina. Tonight's investigation centers on the infamous "Lizard Man", first spotted in 1988 by a local teen while he was driving home from work late one evening. He claimed to have had a flat tire, and as he was changing it, he saw something running across the field towards him. Terrified, he dashed into his car and locked it. From the rear-view mirror, he could see the creature approaching. He went on record saying it had large red eyes, three big fingers on each hand, and rough green skin. As he was starting his car, the creature leaped upon the roof. He then heard a grunt and could see its fingers through the front windshield where they curled around on the roof. He sped up and swerved to shake the monster off."

  Whitley walked out into the center of the road and panned the camera around to give the audience a panoramic view of the woods that surrounded them on both sides. "In the months that followed that particular sighting, there were several other reports of a large lizard-like creature, and of unusual scratches and bite marks found on cars parked near the swamp."

  Blonde strands of hair fluttered in her face as the humid summer breeze picked up, sending an old paper cup floating across the road behind her as she continued with her recording. "The police have been skeptical. However, some scientists suggest that it could be a prehistoric Carnufex carolinensis, a nearly-nine-foot-tall crocodilian that walked on its hind legs and ate the relatives of early mammals. Sightings can be traced back hundreds of years to the Native Americans, who claimed to have seen large men with tails that lived along the water."

  "A handful of sightings have persisted over the last twenty-eight years, attracting tourists from all over the country to visit the sleepy town of Bishopville. We will leave it up to you to decide for yourself, hoax or real." She gave the camera a charming smile then blew a kiss, "Okay guys, I'm signing off to set up camp." She turned the camera off then slid her phone into her back pocket.

  Whitley glanced over to her boyfriend and grinned. "This place is wonderful," she exclaimed as she inhaled a deep breath, reveling in the pine-scented air.

  "Are you sure about this, babe?" Jake asked as he pulled down the tailgate and dragged a large, pink backpack from the bed of the truck. "I don't like the idea of you and Kymberly out here alone."

  "I promise, we will be fine," she said, giving him an excited smile. "Besides, I doubt anything will happen so far out in the middle of nowhere. Plus, I have the gun you gave me and I'm not afraid to use it!" She cocked her fingers at him in the shape of a gun and pretended to shoot him. "Pow pow."

  He looked uncertain, "You should let me stay. Just in case."

  She shook her head. "No way. This is a scientific experiment, and if you're here you'll skew the results with your male pheromones! I don't think it likes men very much."

  He gave an exasperated sigh of resignation with a slight eye roll.

  Whit pouted her lips, "You know this is important to me. Anyhow, Kymberly will be here soon, so I won't be alone."

  Jake placed her backpack with her other bags near the start of the trail. "I know. But that doesn't change the fact that I am uncomfortable leaving you two all alone in the woods overnight to go monster hunting."

  She stuck her tongue out at him, "Protective, much?"

  He gave her that irresistible, easy smile that won her heart eight months ago, "You love it."

  Whitley grinned prettily, "Maybe." She looped her arms around his broad shoulders and pressed her lips to his chin. "You should be thrilled to have a night to yourself. Just think of all the trouble you and your firemen bros can get into." She had met Jake the night he had been called to the scene of a car wreck where she and her best friend, Kymberly, had been sideswiped by a drunk driver. He pulled her from the wreckage moments before the car exploded. He had literally saved her life. Ever since, they had almost been inseparable.

  He kissed the tip of her freckled nose, "Everyone is working. Besides, I'd rather spend my time with you."

  "And if this were any other case, I would agree. But. It is my first, and I need to prove to myself that I can do this, okay? Without my incredibly hot, fireman boyfriend playing white knight to my damsel-in-distress." Her phone chirped in her back pocket. "Hope that isn't Kym bailing..." she said apprehensively.

  Jake pulled it from her shorts and held it to the side, reading aloud: "Running late. Will be there in a half hour. Fashion emergency. Nothing to match trees. Ugh. Why can't monsters live in the city?" He rolled his eyes while chuckling, "Women."

  "Men," she countered, giggling, as she grabbed her phone from him and sent a text back.

  He gently pushed her against the side of the truck and nestled himself against her. "I will be here precisely at 8 A.M., so you best be ready to leave." He grazed his soft lips against the side of her neck as his hands traveled down her sides.

  "I'll be ready," she promised.

  "And since you have a half hour to kill..." He slipped his hand beneath her white blouse and roughly ran his thumb across her bra, stimulating her nipple.

  "Jake! I have work to do!" she protested, giving him a half-hearted shove, though he didn't budge.

  "You can't start without Kymberly." He licked her delicate throat just beneath her ear while whispering, "I want to fuck you. Now."

  "But we are on the side of the road!" she whimpered as he tugged her bra down beneath her breast. Sparks of desire shot through her as he toyed with her hardening nipple, rubbing it between his fingers. Her senses lit, sending blinding white heat swirling through her.

  "There is no one for miles, babe," he said reassuringly. His tongue lapped at her mouth teasingly, trying to kiss her as she spoke.

  "But someone could ride by," she said as she settled her hands onto his hips, hooking her fingers into the belt-loops of his jeans and pulled him even closer. He was impossible to resist. She could feel the rigid definition of his arousal pressing intimately against her and it instantly made her wet.

  "I'll take my chances." He rolled her blouse up over her breasts and captured her pink nipple between his teeth, giving it a gentle bite while rolling his thumb across her other rosy tip.

  "Mmmm, you're being unfair," she claimed as she enjoyed the feel of his mouth, his tongue.

  "You're leaving me to go play in the woods all night with monsters. That, my dear, is unfair."

  "But it is for my research!"

  "I need to do some research of my own..." He grinned mi
schievously as he slipped a hand down her tanned, taut stomach, straight beneath the band of her khaki shorts and tiny white panties. He rubbed his fingers down the length of her slit with slow, deliberate pressure.

  "Jake..." She moaned his name.

  "Hmm?" He lifted his mesmerizing navy-blue gaze up while he rolled his tongue around her areola.

  "We shouldn't," she said breathy.

  "Oh, we should." He lapped at her other nipple, then slanted his lips down the valley between her breasts. "We definitely should."

  "But Jake, scent is a very important. You're marking me!"

  "You can take a shower afterwards."

  "We are in the woods..."

  "Go to the lake. You're resourceful."

  "You're crazy."

  "About you," he said, just before licking his way down her tanned stomach. His tongue swirled around her belly button.

  "Jake..." She murmured, unable to resist him any longer.

  "Yes, baby?" He smirked as he straightened up, knowing that he had won. Before she knew it, he had his hands beneath her buttocks and lifted her, carrying her around to the back of his truck.

  "It's hot!" she protested as he sat her down on the tailgate, the warm metal scorching her through her shorts.

  "One second." He slipped his tee shirt off and laid it beside her, then lifted her again and settled her on top of it. "Better?"

  "Mhm." She leaned forward to kiss him. Her eager mouth rubbed against his soft lips as her tongue twirled, tasting him.

  "That's not the kind of kiss I want to give you now," he said in a husky voice.

  She sucked in her breath, "You can't be-" Before she could finish her sentence he proved that he could by wiggling her shorts and panties off. He pushed her thighs apart and buried his head between her legs.

  "Ohhhhh!" She whimpered as she threaded her fingers into his light brown hair, guiding his head as he licked her. Sweat trickled down the side of her neck and back as the sun bore down on them, but she barely noticed. Everything around her blurred into the background as she glanced down, her whole consciousness focused on his tongue darting between her pussy lips. Her breath hitched as he worked his tongue between her swollen, damp folds, tasting her intimately.

  She dropped her head back, her long blonde hair swayed in the sultry summer breeze. "Ohhhhh, don't stop! It feels so good!"

  He teased her in between long licks, "You like it when I lick your sweet little pussy like this?" He wiggled his tongue around her throbbing clit.

  "Yes!" she moaned out the word.

  "More?" He gave her clit a small little lick.

  "Yes, please!" her voice was breathy.

  He held her thighs gently apart while he kept his mouth busy, gliding his lips along her slit, delving his tongue into her slick, wet heat. Her juices soaked his chin as he pleasured her, his stubble occasionally grinding into her sensitive flesh as he pressed into her harder, licking her without mercy.

  "Omigod! Jake!" she panted his name, her fingers tight in his hair.

  He brought her to the cusp of orgasm with his tongue before pulling his head back. "But you like to be fucked more, don't you?" A devilish smile curled the corners of his mouth as he pulled her lithe little body from the tailgate and turned her around. "Tell me you want my cock."

  She pressed her palms against his shirt on the tailgate and curled her fingers into the cotton fabric. "I want your cock," she said obediently as a wave of desire fluttered in her stomach, contracting her muscles. She loved it when he became aggressive and dominant.

  He slid his hands across her ass cheeks while nudging her thighs further apart with his knees. "Where?" His tone was playful and sexy. "Tell me."

  "In my pussy," she said as she pushed back against him, trying to grind her ass against his crotch.

  "Mmmm," he groaned as he unzipped his pants and pulled his stiff, thick dick out behind her. "I love that dirty little mouth of yours."

  "And I love that big cock of yours!" She whimpered as she waited to feel him thrusting it inside of her. "Fuck me."

  He rubbed the swollen head of his cock between her slick, wet folds, teasing her. "How?"

  "Hard!" she begged.

  "Like this?" he asked as he shoved it into her tight little hole in one big thrust, her pussy stretching around his width.

  She groaned loudly, "Oh fuck yeah." Rivulets of sweat rolled down the side of her neck and along her back. "Just like that!"

  He tightened his grip on her hips and pistoned his cock deep within her, causing her belly to hit against the truck's tailgate. Savoring the feel of being completely inside of her, he snaked his hand around her front and wiggled his finger against her clit. "I want you to come for me."

  She purred, a soft sensual little sound in the back of her throat. "I'm close! So, so close."

  He slowly eased his cock out half-way while rubbing her clit in slow circles. "I want to feel you come all over my cock, baby." Her juices drenched his fingers as he toyed with her clit.

  "Ohhhh," she murmured. "That...that feels," she stuttered, talking incoherently as he brought her to the cusp of orgasm again. "I'm about to..." she gulped in a deep breath of air.

  "Come?" he said urgently as he pushed deep inside of her again. "Fuck, your pussy is so tight." He began to thrust in and out at a maddening pace.

  Her orgasm flowed through her, sending pleasure into every fiber of her being.

  Hearing her delicious moaning combined with the feeling of her pussy convulsing around his cock sent him over the edge. He shoved deep into her pussy and filled it with gobs of hot, white fluid as he groaned, the sound coming deep from within his throat.

  *

  "Ugh, you smell like sex," Kymberly complained as they hiked the path deep into the Carolina woods.

  "Jealous?" Whitley asked with dimpled smirk.

  "Uh, totally. I've not been laid since last month." She smacked her palm against her arm, squashing a mosquito. "I hope you brought better bug repellent," she whined.

  "Of course." She stopped momentarily and pulled a small plastic bottle from her purse. "Here," she said as she pumped the fragrant liquid onto Kymberly's arm.

  Kym smacked another mosquito on her opposite arm. "Ugh. Why are we doing this again?"

  "To be the first to get definite proof of the existence of the Lizard Man?"

  Kym rolled her eyes. "You've talked me into some dumb stuff before but I think this takes the cake."

  "Don't you want to start the website out with scientific proof?"

  "I'm just the web designer! You're the content."

  "But you're my best friend and you love me and if you didn't come, Jake would have. And I have a theory that the Lizard Man doesn't like men at all."

  "Why is that again?" Kym asked, realizing the first couple of times she had tuned out Whitley's lectures of the Lizard Man.

  "Apparently he has attacked some cars and left nasty scratches on them. Most were driven by men."

  Kym sideglanced her, "So this supposed creature is strong enough to break metal?" She winced.

  "Well. He hasn't killed anyone, so there's that."

  "You think your monster is a he?"

  Whitley shrugged. "Probably? I'm thinking there has to be more than one, of course."

  "Great," she replied sarcastically. "A whole herd of lizard men and women ready to devour us as soon as the sun goes down!" She snapped her teeth together three times, as if she were chomping on something.

  "Oh come on, where is your sense of adventure for scientific discovery!"

  "Apparently I left it at home."

  *

  After they had pitched two tents, Kymberly wandered close by to gather rocks and wood for a fire while Whitley set up the perimeter with a couple of new video cameras.

  "Hey Kym, I'm going down to the creek to wash off. I'll be back soon."

  "Gotcha. I'll just be here slaving over a hot campfire. Don't worry about me," she half complained, half teased. "If your lizard man drops by I'll invi
te him to dinner."

  Whitley carried a small Abercrombie backpack across one shoulder filled with a fresh change of clothes, two towels, a washcloth, shampoo, and body wash. The path to the creek wasn't wide, and several times she had to duck beneath a low hanging branch. As she walked she kept an eye out for unusual footprints, though she knew that it was unlikely she'd find one.

  Once she reached the clearing at the creek, she dropped her backpack onto one of the big rocks that jutted out of the water. She gave a glance around before pulling her blouse off, then shimmied out of her shorts. After another glance to make certain there were no prying eyes anywhere, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. "You better not be watching, Lizard Man!" she said teasingly as she tugged the bra off of her shoulders. "Though I wouldn't blame you. I mean, it's not like you get to see naked girls everyday out here." She hooked her fingers onto the sides of her panties and slid them down her legs and carefully stepped out of them.

  Insects hummed incessantly as she stepped into the flowing water. She squatted down and submerged the washcloth, then lathered it with body wash. As she bathed, the summer breeze picked up and rustled the leaves. She flicked her blue gaze upwards, staring at the woods.

  "Is someone there?" she called out after seeing movement in her peripheral vision. Turning her head, she stared at the spot where she thought she saw movement. "Kymberly?"

  She waited a moment before deciding it was just the wind playing tricks on her.

  After dipping the washcloth into the cool water, she dragged it along her torso and moved it across her breasts. Her nipples puckered into hard little nubs as the water trickled down her chest. As she bathed, she thought of Jake and the way he had fucked her earlier. Her skin flushed with heat at the memory of Jake's mouth on her nipples. She moaned softly as she half closed her eyes. She trailed the cloth across both breasts, then slid it down her torso. The thought of Jake licking her pussy earlier played through her mind. He knew exactly how to get her off.

  She dipped the cloth into the water, then rubbed it against her pussy, washing away his scent while remembering how delicious his tongue felt between her soft little folds. She turned her head and peeked over her shoulder, making sure Kym was nowhere around before she dipped the cloth into the water and ran it over her pussy again. She bit into her lip, even white teeth capturing her bottom lip as she slid her middle finger between her slick bottom lips.