The Sasquatch's Lust

By Jasmine LaRue

Sarah's boyfriend ditched her right before Spring break, so she decided to go on a backpacking trip in the forest alone. Little does she know that she'll have her own lusty adventures when she meets a Sasquatch and finds herself inexplicably drawn to him!

This erotic short story features graphic scenes of animalistic bigfoot sex, and is for adults only!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jasmine LaRue
• Release date: Nov 25, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310184376

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The Sasquatch's Lust

by Jasmine LaRue

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Copyright 2014 Jasmine LaRue

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It's not that I don't like you or want to date you.

Sarah wasn't sure if she was going to punch him or lose consciousness.

Brian continued, it's just that for spring break I think it's important to be uninhibited, you know. The more I think about it, the more opportunities I think I'll miss out on if we go together. This is the time of my life when I'm supposed to have lots of wild, crazy stories about doing things with people I just met. He frowned a little as he tried to read her expression. It's not that I don't want to date you, though. When I come back, we can be just like we were. This is a very small change of plans. It won't even really affect us in the future.

It's an understatement to call this a change of plans. Sarah and Brian had met during freshman orientation and begun dating almost immediately. They were so connected to each other that the other students thought they were gross. Brian was Sarah's first real boyfriend, and she had no difficulty picturing them on a porch swing at sixty, in one of those old wooden houses in town with a fantastic porch.