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Night of the Werewolf
This I my first attempt at Fantasy Porn… I hope my consistent readers will enjoy it. The Moon will be Full on Oct. 13, 2019, so perfect for my Halloween Story. If you think I should try more fantasy writing let me know with a Comment. Also, a Warning… this story will consist of B(e)stiality and Inc(e)st.
Night of the Werewolf
Stalking the girl….
Long ago, in a faraway land, there was the small fortress town of Sunder, on the edge on Wat’s Wood, and within the vast woods, lived a werewolf….
His turning had been recent and violent, he had killed the werewolf who had attacked him, so he was now on his own. Thankfully, he didn’t remember much of his former life, as a hunter. He was still getting used to his new life as a savage werewolf, most of the time he roamed the vast forest as a man, living the life of a hermit in a cave. But for a few days around the Full Moon, he transformed into a b(ea)st, and ventured closer to the nearby town. His instincts urged him to find a mate… he need to start a pack for safety, and the continuation of his bl(oo)d line.
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It was a warm late evening, and the Full Moon was rising. Tall trees shaded most of the dirt path on the edge of the woods, leaving dark shadows on the ground. Bushes, grass, and small tress border both sides. Chirping birds and other creatures made sure the wood was rarely silent.
Moving silently on two legs, the werewolf was stalking the edge of the wood, he was hungry, and his urge to find a mate was consequential at the moment. He was almost twice as large as a normal wolf, and he didn’t look much different, his body was covered in short dark gray fur, with a fairly thick torso and muscular limbs, and a long tail. Both black-gloved front paws were similar to those of a man’s hand, with short fingers tipped with gnarled claws, and he had three big toes on each of his big black hind feet, tipped with thin black claws, and he could walk and run on his hind legs for short distances.
Then, the smell of the food in the air drifted through the woods. His large dark head rose up from the ground sniffing the faint aroma, his stomach growled angrily in protest. The werewolf slowly stood on his hind feet, and followed the fragrant smell. Drawing closer he began to salivate; the scents were unmistakable, fruit, cheese, fresh bread, pheasant… and a girl. All were wonderful things to eat. Surely his stomach wouldn’t be empty for long.
He crept through the shadowed underbrush towards a great oak tree. He grinned cruelly, about his luck at catching a traveler so late on the path, where few would hear a cry for help. He didn’t like leaving the safety of the woods, because he would be venerable to hunters, but he was hungry. Circling around the tree he paused on all fours, and peered at the source of the smells. First, he spied the wicker basket that undoubtedly held the food, and then he looked to the girl. He felt strange, there was something familiar about the young maiden. His eyes roamed over her, she was leaning against a small tree… had she fallen asleep while resting, he wondered. She was a very young girl, his eyes drifted over her little body. She wore a rough spun white and green gypsy dress, that had ridden up enough to show her slim thighs, and black boots were on her feet. She was also wearing a dark crimson riding cape with a cowl, that covered most of her face, wavy auburn hair could be seen under the cowl. Surely her face must be angelic, from what he could see of her. The girl’s chest rose and fell with her steady breaths, mesmerizing him for a moment… she was so young, that she had no hint of breasts.
Moving closer, the b(ea)st leaned down to her legs, and took a long whiff of her scent. Oh, she smelt wonderful, full of youth and fertility... and her scent was also so familiar. Ever bold, he took a soft lick of her exposed thigh with his long tongue. Her skin was soft and smooth. She tasted clean, not like the tired old woodsmen he normally stalked, and sometimes ate. She was young and intoxicating, he wanted to see more of her; the b(ea)st gently turned her onto her back, and gripped her dress covered knee with his front paw, and eased her legs apart. The girl slept on, as she was repositioned, her cape falling open to expose her bare throat. He paused to admire the better view of her beauty, and looked to her face. The cowl still covered most of it from view, but her full red lips were visible.
Grinning, he moved his nose down between her toned legs, and began to lick the exposed skin of her inner-thighs. The slight taste of sweat, and the freshness of her feminine aroma were amazing. He suddenly wanted to claim her as a mate. Her gypsy dress bunched up near her waist, exposing her drab slip. The werewolf kept lapping at her thighs for a bit longer, coating each one in his saliva, before pressing his wet nose to her pussy and inhaling deeply. The young girl begun to moan during this attention, murmurs escaped her luscious lips, as the b(ea)st adorned her legs with his tongue, and groped at her silky taut thighs with his front paws.
Her moans were soft and alluring to his pointed ears. He let out a soft growl, as he sniffed the air, and once again enjoyed her alluring aroma. Looking back down at her crotch; he once again lowered his muzzle, and began to lick her hairless crotch with his rough tongue. He was enjoying the taste of her fresh and musky pussy. The werewolf found her clit, and began to rub it with the tip of his tongue, as his hot breath blasted across her inner thighs. He pulled his head back, and while licking her inner thigh he used his muzzle to push at her knee, which give himself a little more freedom. He continued dragging his tongue across her wet pussy in long strokes, all the way between her taut little butt-cheeks, to the top of her slit, he savored her tangy-fresh flavor.
Suddenly she jerked up, startling him. Still groggy, she looked down, and was sure she was having dream. The werewolf pulled his head out from under her dress and softly growled, his eyes locked into her very beautiful, but frightened blue eyes. Suddenly she realized this was no dream, she was staring into the glaring yellow eyes of a large wolf. The an(i)mal had been violating her while she sl(e)pt, she was so frightened and confused, could this be real, she thought, as she cautiously backed away from the b(ea)st, she was too scared to scream.
“Please… don’t hurt me” she softly whimpered, as she got to her feet. She turned to run, but just as she took her first step, a branch caught her foot, and another branch ripped her dress down the side, as she fell. Just before she hit the ground, she managed to break her fall with her hands and knees. She could hear the large wolf growling and the gnashing of his teeth from behind her, she was too scared to move, she closed her eyes and began to cry. This was it; she was going to die in the woods, eaten by a wolf, her body never to be found. She bravely awaited her fate, but there was no rush of pain, ravenous growling, or ripping of flesh. Then she felt the wind on her exposed backside, she started to crawl again, and was suddenly frozen in fear once again, when she heard a deep long growl. The b(ea)st was still right behind her.
The werewolf slowly stalked closer to her, once she stopped moving, her musky aroma was so much stronger, and due to her ripped dress, she was now exposed from the waist down. He could smell the distinct scent of a fertile female, his sheath twitched with excitement as his cock began to swell. He lowered his muzzle, and placed his nose right into the center of her pussy, and breathed deeply to enjoy the scent, “Grreeehhhoo… you’re mine… ggrreeeehhhoo,” he growled.
She felt his cold nose on her maidenhood, then she heard him growl and speak, she was shocked when she realized the an(i)mal wasn’t just a wolf… it was a man b(ea)st… a… a werewolf, she screamed and tried crawling once again, the wild stories of a raging werewolf in the woods were true. Then she felt a strong paw grip her thigh, she couldn’t mover her right leg, then suddenly he grasped her other thigh as well. She screamed again, but she was alone in the dark woods, she had traded for food in towns market square, and had been on her way back to her small village, her mother had warned her to be back before dark. But she had stopped for a rest on the path, and had fallen asleep. She thought back to her father, and the hunters lost in the search of a raging b(ea)st in the woods several moons ago…. she was so scared.
Then she felt a warm, moist powerful sensation in between her legs. Her eyes opened wide… Ooohh God, the werewolf was licking the delicate lips of her maidenhood, “AAAaaahhh…,” she sighed, as her young body quivered with the powerful sensations of pleasure, as his long tongue went up the entire length of her slit. She closed her eyes and began to cry… as wild sensations surged in her body… Ooohh God, what’s wrong with me, how can this feel good, it’s a werewolf, this is sooo Sinful…. isn't it, she thought.
She felt the Sinful sensations of pleasure ripple through her small body again, as the strokes of his tongue became quicker and more powerful. “OOOooohhaannnnggaaaa…,” she moaned, as she felt her juices flow down her inner-thighs; she tried to crawl away one final time. But then, she finally closed her eyes, and gave into the wild feelings surging through her young maiden body. It was like nothing she had ever felt before; she loosened her arms and rested her head on the grass. As she did this, the feeling became even more pleasurable. She felt each stroke, of his warm, rough tongue lick around her hard bud, then it slid through the petals of her maidenhood, and slipped deep inside of her little hole.
Then a wild sensation of pleasure gripped her, as his tongue slid back out of her hole, and grazed the skin in between her two holes, and she felt another wild tingle, as it slid her across her puckered butthole. She was breathing very heavy now, as the wet strokes began to get faster. This was the most amazing thing she had ever experienced; she had never been this wet before. She began to moan, as her honey pot got wetter. Instinctively she arched her back, pushing her butt up higher, and spread her knees a little wider, to give the b(ea)st a better angle to pleasure her.
As the powerful strokes of his tongue began to touch even more of her flowering maidenhood, she felt a quickening… something was about to happen, she tensed, and it came. She closed her eyes, and let the surging pleasure ripple through her body and mind, “OOOOoooohh My God…. Yes, Lick Me!” she cried.
This was quite possibly the best thing the werewolf had ever tasted. He noticed right as the girl cried out, that an even more of tasty creamy liquid squirted from between her lips. He licked feverishly, trying to lap up every tasty drop. Her aroma was really strong now, and his sheathed cock had gone from quivering, to full on arousal, as he knelt there looking at the young girl.
The wolf could tell she was sexually excited…. er face lying sideways on the grass, but still mostly covered by her cowl, her arms stretched out in front of her, her wavy auburn hair a tangled mess, and her body elegantly squirmed about. He could hear her deep breathing, and saw her arched back rise and lower with each panting breath. Her delicate pussy visibly twitching and spasming, all of this, as well as the taste of her sweet nectar had him extremely aroused, his cock was no longer sheathed, he was ready to knot with her. He pushed up with his hindquarters, raising his paws off her calves, and she didn’t move. He gently wrapped his front paws around her waist, sliding them down, and hooked them on her upper thighs. Pulling her body in closer, he placed his rear paws on either side of her knees.
She was laying there; scared and exposed with no idea what was going to happen next. But yet, she felt every pulse, and wave of pleasure as it rushed through her body, this was way more amazing than anything she had ever experienced alone in her bed as she touched herself. Looking back, she saw something on the wolf that she’d not noticed before. He now had a pinkish red, veiny thing protruding from along his stomach. It was shaped thinner at the tip and got thicker as it got closer to his body. As she thought about seeing dogs and pig rutting, she felt his weight shift, and it came down on her butt and lower back. His paws wrapped around her waist, and settled in the crook of her waist and upper thighs. She felt him scratch her thighs, as he r(ou)ghly pulled her butt towards him. His thing was so very hot, and moist, she could now feel it rubbing on the inside of her thigh, her maidenhood, and stomach as he r(ou)ghly rocked back and forth. She couldn't believe it, when his hot thing split her lips down the center, and pushed a little on her special bud.
Then she screamed, "Oooohh Nooooo!" as he thrust forward, and she felt searing pain, as the tip of it violated her maidenhood. He thrust forward again, and she felt a rush of pain, as his hot thing went in even further this time…. he was rutting with her like she had seen dogs do.
Her tight maidenhood was throbbing wet, and very warm. She felt him thrust hard into her again, but he didn't come out, he just paused there for moment… then she felt his paws pull on her thighs again, as he thrust into her, pushing past her maidenhead, sliding that thing deep inside of her warm velvety interior. “Oooooohh Noooo!” she screamed, and then moaned, but at the same time she was filled with wild pleasure also.
That thing must have been very deep inside of her, as he started thrusting. Feeling his hot cock deep inside of her, she was once again over come with pleasure. Every thrust was even more pleasurable than the last, not even six strokes, and she could already feel her silky interior, twitching, and trembling again, clamping down on this huge foreign object that had penetrated her. Panting very heavy now, and moaning uncontrollably, she could feel his knot now pressing on her lips, pushing them open, and rubbing on her bud with every thrust. She arched her back a little more, raising her ass into him, she couldn't help it, it just felt so right… she felt the coarseness of his belly fur on her butt and loved the feel.
Then, suddenly, she felt searing pain, as his knot slipped into her, and she cried out, “Oooohh Noooo,” as his thing was now very deep inside of her. She felt her body surge with immense pleasure of which she had never felt before.
As he relentlessly humped her little maidenhood, her muscles clamped down on his thing tightly. She was feeling light headed, and weak, she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Gripping the grass on the ground as tight as she could, she pushed back into him, trying to get his thing even deeper… if it was possible. Her vision was starting to go, and just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he stabbed deeper one last v(io)lent time, and let out a long deep howl. She felt his still, hot thing pulsing, and twitching inside of her, spraying something very hot inside of her. She felt his warm, furry chest come down on her back, and his paws loosen and slide down her thighs. Just as this happened, she was hit with one final wave of shuddering pleasure before she blacked out.
He was proud he had knotted her, and he had done it good, he was so deep inside of this little treasure; waiting for the swelling of his knot to go away. She already began to seep his spent cum even before he pulled out, he watched as his spent cum flowed down her thighs. It was like a flood gate being opened, their spent fluid running from her delicate pedals, and down her thighs, and puddled on the ground. He stalked around her very proudly, then he slid his muzzle under her stomach and gently rolled her onto her back.
Then he saw her cowl wasn’t covering her face anymore. She had the face of an angel, her red lips thin but pouty, with a pointed tip nose, and a light dusting of freckles on her cheeks. The name Ryhanne, and memories of his precious daughter flashed through his mind. He remembered so little of his former life, but a little was coming back now. He saw their cottage by a river, Ryhanne and…. her mother stood by the door. He stood there over her, gazing down on his precious daughter with his yellow wolf eyes, as his still cum seeping cock, dripped onto her bare stomach. She was his mate now; he would ravage her again when she woke. He stalked off into the brush, turned and laid down, watching to make sure no harm came to his precious little girl as she rested.
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She woke up alone, or so she thought, feeling exhausted and sore, but still feeling an amazing wave of pleasurable energy coursing through her. She rolled over and pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, feeling something seeping out of her and running down her thighs. She managed to stand up, and realized there was a pinkish, creamy fluid running down her thighs… it hadn’t been a dream, a Big Bad Wolf had really rutted with her… she wasn’t a maiden anymore. She looked down at her torn dress, she couldn't go home like this; she grabbed her torn slip and tore off a part, and then began to clean herself off. She straightened her hair, and tore her dress down the side a little and tied the sides together, hopefully her mother wouldn’t notice that, or the scratches on her thighs.
At that moment, the werewolf heard, and smelled a man in a horse drawn cart approaching on the path. He slunked off to the edge of the woods to watch, he wondered what the girl would do.
As she slowly began to make her way home, her mind was in turmoil, she knew she couldn’t tell anyone about what had happened to her, the people from her village would burn her at the stake. They would say she was possessed with eval spirits, and that she had cavorted with devil spawn. She began to wonder if she would see the wolf again; her lips curled with an ever so slightly naughty, devilish grin. Maybe she should have been more afraid, as she walked along the dark twisted path, she thought to herself. But she wasn’t, she wondered if he was watching her now.
Then she heard the sounds of a horse drawn cart approaching, her mother had probably sent someone to look for her. Then she saw the light of a lantern, as the cart came along a bend in the path. She began to run toward the light.
The werewolf watched as Ryhanne climbed on the cart and sat beside a man. Then, once they were headed toward the nearby village, the werewolf ran on ahead. Now that he had remembered his daughter, and his former cottage along the river, he knew where they were going, he wanted to be there before she arrived.
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Once she thanked Wayne again for going out to find her, she jumped down from the cart and ran to her cottage. She went in a white door, that was in between two windows with brown shutters, a lit candle shown in both.
She stepped into the main room, with a hearth and cook pot to one side, she looked around the room, but her mama wasn’t there. Then she heard some strange noises that freighted her, from the back of cottage, where her mama's room was, her door was open a little bit. She was scared, so she didn't make any sound, as she pushed the door open a little further, and looked in.
Her Mama was on the bed, and she was moaning really loud, Ryhanne saw her mama wasn't alone. She was on her bed with her legs dangling down over the side. And right between her legs, the werewolf was standing with his nose pressed up against her spread legs, she was naked from the waist down. She was gripping the blanket on both sides of her so hard, her knuckles were all white and her arms were trembling. Ryhanne almost screamed, but she covered her mouth with her hand, and stayed behind the door as just peeked around. The werewolf was licking her, really fast, and his tongue looked so big as he pushed it right up inside her mama's hairy crotch.
Ryhanne was too scared to move, or say anything, or barely even breathe. But pretty soon, she could see that the b(ea)st wasn't going to hurt mama. She liked what he was doing with his big fat tongue - she liked it a lot. She kept saying stuff like "Yes, yes, oh gods, yes!" Ryhanne was so confused because she thought the wolf was for her.
As she watched, her mama got even more excited, and started to squirm around on the bed like she could barely control herself. The sheets were all twisted up in her fists, and she lifted her hips up to push her hairy crotch harder against werewolf's mouth and tongue. "Oh, my gods, oh my gods, yes, yes, yes!" she said in a loud husky voice that Ryhanne had never heard her use before. "Oh gods, yeeeeeeessssss!" She just kept twisting and turning and straining and yelling. But Ryhanne could see that she really liked what the b(ea)st was doing - even if it looked really scary. Mama finally stopped writhing around so much, but she was still flushed and breathing really fast. Then the werewolf grabbed at her leg again, and she said "Stop that! Down... I know what you want, you nasty b(ea)st – just give me a moment.”
Mama scooted to the edge of the bed and sat up. Right away the wolf grabbed her thigh between his front paws, and arched his back as he started jerking his hips really fast between her thighs. The werewolf looked down at mama, and growled, “Grrreennnuugg… Fuck!”
She pushed him away, but he grabbed her thigh again and started that jerky thing with his hips, and he whined really loud. But this time, mama leaned forward and reached down under the werewolf's belly and grabbed his throbbing thing. "There you go, you naughty b(ea)st, ooohh, my yes. There it is!" Mama was doing something Ryhanne couldn't see, and he must have really liked it, because he was licking mama's face really hard, and she kept trying to move her face out of the way, but she really couldn't while she was reaching underneath him. I almost started to giggle out loud, and I had to covered my mouth fast. Then mama said, "Gods, that's so big! I’m tempted, but I'm damn well not going to be your bitch. Come on now, get it over with, you can do it."
Then what Ryhanne heard and saw froze her in place, wide-eyed in terror. The werewolf stood staring at mama, his big shoulders hunched forward and his ears straight up. He bared his huge mouth full of sharp teeth at her and he growled - loud and angrily, “Grrreennnuugg… Fuck Now!”. The b(ea)st was growling at her like he was going to eat mama!
"Ooohh, you B(ea)st…!" Elena squealed.
And then the werewolf lunged forward, snarling! Ryhanne heard her mama’s scream, and saw her try to twist away from the suddenly vicious b(ea)st. But he was so fast, his front paws held her by her waist and he twisted her body. His weight pushed her back down on the bed to lay her on her belly. Then the werewolf dragged her backward to the foot of the bed. She clawed at the covers and continued to scream, but it was no use. In seconds her legs were dangling over the edge of the bed again, and no matter how she kicked, squirmed or thrashed about, she was helpless. The werewolf held her firmly around the waist, as he crushed her chest and face down on the bed.
"Ooooww! Ooooowwww! Stop please… Please not so rough! OOOOOWWW!" Elena cried.
The werewolf was jerking his hips against her bottom so fast, and his claws dug into her sides with every wild thrust. He kept growling and whining like he was super frustrated as he thrashed from side to side behind mama, even as he kept thrusting his hips really fast.
Ryhanne saw her mama make another attempt to get out from under the werewolf, yanking hard at the covers and scrabbling to get up to her knees on the bed. But all she managed to do, was to let the b(ea)st get centered between her legs, and an even tighter grip around her waist. And then Ryhanne saw it happen. His thing stabbed at her mama’s hairy crotch.
"AAAAaaaaggghh…. You B(ea)st, Noooo…. Not so Rough" Elena screamed, as he stabbed his thing deep into her pussy, it was hot, thick and wet. "No… no… no… no… no!" she screamed. But his pointed cock stabbed into her. She felt a horrible flash of pain, and the next thing she knew, her pussy was filled with his long and pointed hard cock, and it stretched her more than she thought possible.
The werewolf stabbed his pointed cock in and out of her relentlessly, as she screamed and screamed. It was so big, it kept smacking into something way up deep inside her, but the b(ea)st didn't care, he just kept thrusting it in harder and harder. The way it slid through her pussy was amazing and awful. Pretty soon the pain stopped, and then the weird pleasurable feelings in her pussy started to quicken. The feelings grew, and grew, taking over her whole body! She was shaking and shivering all over, and she could only breathe in little gasps, her back arched under b(ea)st's heavy fury chest, and her fists twisted the covers. She couldn't even scream at him anymore, she could only weakly grunt, "no, no, no, no, no," in time with his awful thrusts into her body.
The werewolf stopped jerking for a second, and wiggled around behind her, and growled close to her ear, "Grrreennngguuuhh… you’re my Bitch, now!"
“Fuck…. I’m coming… OOOooohhh!” Elena cried, she thought this was the worst moment that could ever happen to her, that nothing could ever be worse, or more humiliating or scarier, but she was so wrong.
His cock was giving her a terrifying shivery feeling, causing her to thrash uncontrollably underneath his course belly fur – then his cock suddenly changed. His knot swelled up really fast, near the base. It got bigger and bigger… then the b(ea)st rammed his big cock as deep inside her, as he could get it. His cock stretched her insides more than she could believe, and it made her whole-body spasm even harder.
“Grrreeennngggguuuaahh…. Elena…….. AAArrrrrooooooooo!” the werewolf growled, as he came deep inside her, his paws gripping her hips tightly.
She didn't want the werewolf to come inside her, but she couldn't stop him. She felt a searing heat deep inside her, as a hot stinging liquid was filling her up. She couldn't help but groan, "OOOOooohh My Gods…. OOOooohh, ooohh, AAAaarrghh!"
To make things worse, the werewolf was panting hard from all the hard fucking he’d done. His hot doggy breath was wet on her neck, and he drooled all over her. Now and then, he would lazily lick her face, forcing his big tongue against her lips. She gave up crying, and just whimpered softly in time with his heavy panting. She was stuck, with his big cock-knot swollen up inside her pussy. She tried to relax and get used to being tied to her new master.
And right then, the werewolf started getting all restless and whiny, then he was trying to get down off the bed, as his knot started to get smaller. Then the b(ea)st pulled really hard to get his knot out. “EEEaaahhooo!” Elena cried out, as he pulled free, and felt his spent cum flowing down the insides of her thighs.
Elena twisted around on the bed and laid on her side, looked down between the werewolf's hind legs, and saw his bright red cock. It glistened wetly in the candle light, with blue throbbing veins. It was about seven inches long, and nearly as big around as her wrist. But the scariest part, was the big swollen knot near the base, which was as big as an apple.
Then two things happened at almost the same time…. the first was that Elena heard a gasp, and turned her head and saw her young daughter standing at the door, with her eyes wide in surprise, staring at the werewolf’s cock. "Ooohh, My Little Red…. your Father has come back!"
“Oooohh Gods…. Papa!” Ryhanne sighed in disbelief. But before she could say more, the werewolf pushed her aside, and fled from the house. She knew they were both damned, if any of the other villagers saw him leave the cottage.
"We're his bitches now sweetie, now and forever!" Elena said, as she reached out for her daughter’s hand, as she looked up at her, “He told me of finding you on the path through the woods….”
“Mama… are… are we going to have his puppies?" Ryhanne softly asked.
THE END
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Night of the Werewolf
Stalking the girl….
Long ago, in a faraway land, there was the small fortress town of Sunder, on the edge on Wat’s Wood, and within the vast woods, lived a werewolf….
His turning had been recent and violent, he had killed the werewolf who had attacked him, so he was now on his own. Thankfully, he didn’t remember much of his former life, as a hunter. He was still getting used to his new life as a savage werewolf, most of the time he roamed the vast forest as a man, living the life of a hermit in a cave. But for a few days around the Full Moon, he transformed into a b(ea)st, and ventured closer to the nearby town. His instincts urged him to find a mate… he need to start a pack for safety, and the continuation of his bl(oo)d line.
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It was a warm late evening, and the Full Moon was rising. Tall trees shaded most of the dirt path on the edge of the woods, leaving dark shadows on the ground. Bushes, grass, and small tress border both sides. Chirping birds and other creatures made sure the wood was rarely silent.
Moving silently on two legs, the werewolf was stalking the edge of the wood, he was hungry, and his urge to find a mate was consequential at the moment. He was almost twice as large as a normal wolf, and he didn’t look much different, his body was covered in short dark gray fur, with a fairly thick torso and muscular limbs, and a long tail. Both black-gloved front paws were similar to those of a man’s hand, with short fingers tipped with gnarled claws, and he had three big toes on each of his big black hind feet, tipped with thin black claws, and he could walk and run on his hind legs for short distances.
Then, the smell of the food in the air drifted through the woods. His large dark head rose up from the ground sniffing the faint aroma, his stomach growled angrily in protest. The werewolf slowly stood on his hind feet, and followed the fragrant smell. Drawing closer he began to salivate; the scents were unmistakable, fruit, cheese, fresh bread, pheasant… and a girl. All were wonderful things to eat. Surely his stomach wouldn’t be empty for long.
He crept through the shadowed underbrush towards a great oak tree. He grinned cruelly, about his luck at catching a traveler so late on the path, where few would hear a cry for help. He didn’t like leaving the safety of the woods, because he would be venerable to hunters, but he was hungry. Circling around the tree he paused on all fours, and peered at the source of the smells. First, he spied the wicker basket that undoubtedly held the food, and then he looked to the girl. He felt strange, there was something familiar about the young maiden. His eyes roamed over her, she was leaning against a small tree… had she fallen asleep while resting, he wondered. She was a very young girl, his eyes drifted over her little body. She wore a rough spun white and green gypsy dress, that had ridden up enough to show her slim thighs, and black boots were on her feet. She was also wearing a dark crimson riding cape with a cowl, that covered most of her face, wavy auburn hair could be seen under the cowl. Surely her face must be angelic, from what he could see of her. The girl’s chest rose and fell with her steady breaths, mesmerizing him for a moment… she was so young, that she had no hint of breasts.
Moving closer, the b(ea)st leaned down to her legs, and took a long whiff of her scent. Oh, she smelt wonderful, full of youth and fertility... and her scent was also so familiar. Ever bold, he took a soft lick of her exposed thigh with his long tongue. Her skin was soft and smooth. She tasted clean, not like the tired old woodsmen he normally stalked, and sometimes ate. She was young and intoxicating, he wanted to see more of her; the b(ea)st gently turned her onto her back, and gripped her dress covered knee with his front paw, and eased her legs apart. The girl slept on, as she was repositioned, her cape falling open to expose her bare throat. He paused to admire the better view of her beauty, and looked to her face. The cowl still covered most of it from view, but her full red lips were visible.
Grinning, he moved his nose down between her toned legs, and began to lick the exposed skin of her inner-thighs. The slight taste of sweat, and the freshness of her feminine aroma were amazing. He suddenly wanted to claim her as a mate. Her gypsy dress bunched up near her waist, exposing her drab slip. The werewolf kept lapping at her thighs for a bit longer, coating each one in his saliva, before pressing his wet nose to her pussy and inhaling deeply. The young girl begun to moan during this attention, murmurs escaped her luscious lips, as the b(ea)st adorned her legs with his tongue, and groped at her silky taut thighs with his front paws.
Her moans were soft and alluring to his pointed ears. He let out a soft growl, as he sniffed the air, and once again enjoyed her alluring aroma. Looking back down at her crotch; he once again lowered his muzzle, and began to lick her hairless crotch with his rough tongue. He was enjoying the taste of her fresh and musky pussy. The werewolf found her clit, and began to rub it with the tip of his tongue, as his hot breath blasted across her inner thighs. He pulled his head back, and while licking her inner thigh he used his muzzle to push at her knee, which give himself a little more freedom. He continued dragging his tongue across her wet pussy in long strokes, all the way between her taut little butt-cheeks, to the top of her slit, he savored her tangy-fresh flavor.
Suddenly she jerked up, startling him. Still groggy, she looked down, and was sure she was having dream. The werewolf pulled his head out from under her dress and softly growled, his eyes locked into her very beautiful, but frightened blue eyes. Suddenly she realized this was no dream, she was staring into the glaring yellow eyes of a large wolf. The an(i)mal had been violating her while she sl(e)pt, she was so frightened and confused, could this be real, she thought, as she cautiously backed away from the b(ea)st, she was too scared to scream.
“Please… don’t hurt me” she softly whimpered, as she got to her feet. She turned to run, but just as she took her first step, a branch caught her foot, and another branch ripped her dress down the side, as she fell. Just before she hit the ground, she managed to break her fall with her hands and knees. She could hear the large wolf growling and the gnashing of his teeth from behind her, she was too scared to move, she closed her eyes and began to cry. This was it; she was going to die in the woods, eaten by a wolf, her body never to be found. She bravely awaited her fate, but there was no rush of pain, ravenous growling, or ripping of flesh. Then she felt the wind on her exposed backside, she started to crawl again, and was suddenly frozen in fear once again, when she heard a deep long growl. The b(ea)st was still right behind her.
The werewolf slowly stalked closer to her, once she stopped moving, her musky aroma was so much stronger, and due to her ripped dress, she was now exposed from the waist down. He could smell the distinct scent of a fertile female, his sheath twitched with excitement as his cock began to swell. He lowered his muzzle, and placed his nose right into the center of her pussy, and breathed deeply to enjoy the scent, “Grreeehhhoo… you’re mine… ggrreeeehhhoo,” he growled.
She felt his cold nose on her maidenhood, then she heard him growl and speak, she was shocked when she realized the an(i)mal wasn’t just a wolf… it was a man b(ea)st… a… a werewolf, she screamed and tried crawling once again, the wild stories of a raging werewolf in the woods were true. Then she felt a strong paw grip her thigh, she couldn’t mover her right leg, then suddenly he grasped her other thigh as well. She screamed again, but she was alone in the dark woods, she had traded for food in towns market square, and had been on her way back to her small village, her mother had warned her to be back before dark. But she had stopped for a rest on the path, and had fallen asleep. She thought back to her father, and the hunters lost in the search of a raging b(ea)st in the woods several moons ago…. she was so scared.
Then she felt a warm, moist powerful sensation in between her legs. Her eyes opened wide… Ooohh God, the werewolf was licking the delicate lips of her maidenhood, “AAAaaahhh…,” she sighed, as her young body quivered with the powerful sensations of pleasure, as his long tongue went up the entire length of her slit. She closed her eyes and began to cry… as wild sensations surged in her body… Ooohh God, what’s wrong with me, how can this feel good, it’s a werewolf, this is sooo Sinful…. isn't it, she thought.
She felt the Sinful sensations of pleasure ripple through her small body again, as the strokes of his tongue became quicker and more powerful. “OOOooohhaannnnggaaaa…,” she moaned, as she felt her juices flow down her inner-thighs; she tried to crawl away one final time. But then, she finally closed her eyes, and gave into the wild feelings surging through her young maiden body. It was like nothing she had ever felt before; she loosened her arms and rested her head on the grass. As she did this, the feeling became even more pleasurable. She felt each stroke, of his warm, rough tongue lick around her hard bud, then it slid through the petals of her maidenhood, and slipped deep inside of her little hole.
Then a wild sensation of pleasure gripped her, as his tongue slid back out of her hole, and grazed the skin in between her two holes, and she felt another wild tingle, as it slid her across her puckered butthole. She was breathing very heavy now, as the wet strokes began to get faster. This was the most amazing thing she had ever experienced; she had never been this wet before. She began to moan, as her honey pot got wetter. Instinctively she arched her back, pushing her butt up higher, and spread her knees a little wider, to give the b(ea)st a better angle to pleasure her.
As the powerful strokes of his tongue began to touch even more of her flowering maidenhood, she felt a quickening… something was about to happen, she tensed, and it came. She closed her eyes, and let the surging pleasure ripple through her body and mind, “OOOOoooohh My God…. Yes, Lick Me!” she cried.
This was quite possibly the best thing the werewolf had ever tasted. He noticed right as the girl cried out, that an even more of tasty creamy liquid squirted from between her lips. He licked feverishly, trying to lap up every tasty drop. Her aroma was really strong now, and his sheathed cock had gone from quivering, to full on arousal, as he knelt there looking at the young girl.
The wolf could tell she was sexually excited…. er face lying sideways on the grass, but still mostly covered by her cowl, her arms stretched out in front of her, her wavy auburn hair a tangled mess, and her body elegantly squirmed about. He could hear her deep breathing, and saw her arched back rise and lower with each panting breath. Her delicate pussy visibly twitching and spasming, all of this, as well as the taste of her sweet nectar had him extremely aroused, his cock was no longer sheathed, he was ready to knot with her. He pushed up with his hindquarters, raising his paws off her calves, and she didn’t move. He gently wrapped his front paws around her waist, sliding them down, and hooked them on her upper thighs. Pulling her body in closer, he placed his rear paws on either side of her knees.
She was laying there; scared and exposed with no idea what was going to happen next. But yet, she felt every pulse, and wave of pleasure as it rushed through her body, this was way more amazing than anything she had ever experienced alone in her bed as she touched herself. Looking back, she saw something on the wolf that she’d not noticed before. He now had a pinkish red, veiny thing protruding from along his stomach. It was shaped thinner at the tip and got thicker as it got closer to his body. As she thought about seeing dogs and pig rutting, she felt his weight shift, and it came down on her butt and lower back. His paws wrapped around her waist, and settled in the crook of her waist and upper thighs. She felt him scratch her thighs, as he r(ou)ghly pulled her butt towards him. His thing was so very hot, and moist, she could now feel it rubbing on the inside of her thigh, her maidenhood, and stomach as he r(ou)ghly rocked back and forth. She couldn't believe it, when his hot thing split her lips down the center, and pushed a little on her special bud.
Then she screamed, "Oooohh Nooooo!" as he thrust forward, and she felt searing pain, as the tip of it violated her maidenhood. He thrust forward again, and she felt a rush of pain, as his hot thing went in even further this time…. he was rutting with her like she had seen dogs do.
Her tight maidenhood was throbbing wet, and very warm. She felt him thrust hard into her again, but he didn't come out, he just paused there for moment… then she felt his paws pull on her thighs again, as he thrust into her, pushing past her maidenhead, sliding that thing deep inside of her warm velvety interior. “Oooooohh Noooo!” she screamed, and then moaned, but at the same time she was filled with wild pleasure also.
That thing must have been very deep inside of her, as he started thrusting. Feeling his hot cock deep inside of her, she was once again over come with pleasure. Every thrust was even more pleasurable than the last, not even six strokes, and she could already feel her silky interior, twitching, and trembling again, clamping down on this huge foreign object that had penetrated her. Panting very heavy now, and moaning uncontrollably, she could feel his knot now pressing on her lips, pushing them open, and rubbing on her bud with every thrust. She arched her back a little more, raising her ass into him, she couldn't help it, it just felt so right… she felt the coarseness of his belly fur on her butt and loved the feel.
Then, suddenly, she felt searing pain, as his knot slipped into her, and she cried out, “Oooohh Noooo,” as his thing was now very deep inside of her. She felt her body surge with immense pleasure of which she had never felt before.
As he relentlessly humped her little maidenhood, her muscles clamped down on his thing tightly. She was feeling light headed, and weak, she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Gripping the grass on the ground as tight as she could, she pushed back into him, trying to get his thing even deeper… if it was possible. Her vision was starting to go, and just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he stabbed deeper one last v(io)lent time, and let out a long deep howl. She felt his still, hot thing pulsing, and twitching inside of her, spraying something very hot inside of her. She felt his warm, furry chest come down on her back, and his paws loosen and slide down her thighs. Just as this happened, she was hit with one final wave of shuddering pleasure before she blacked out.
He was proud he had knotted her, and he had done it good, he was so deep inside of this little treasure; waiting for the swelling of his knot to go away. She already began to seep his spent cum even before he pulled out, he watched as his spent cum flowed down her thighs. It was like a flood gate being opened, their spent fluid running from her delicate pedals, and down her thighs, and puddled on the ground. He stalked around her very proudly, then he slid his muzzle under her stomach and gently rolled her onto her back.
Then he saw her cowl wasn’t covering her face anymore. She had the face of an angel, her red lips thin but pouty, with a pointed tip nose, and a light dusting of freckles on her cheeks. The name Ryhanne, and memories of his precious daughter flashed through his mind. He remembered so little of his former life, but a little was coming back now. He saw their cottage by a river, Ryhanne and…. her mother stood by the door. He stood there over her, gazing down on his precious daughter with his yellow wolf eyes, as his still cum seeping cock, dripped onto her bare stomach. She was his mate now; he would ravage her again when she woke. He stalked off into the brush, turned and laid down, watching to make sure no harm came to his precious little girl as she rested.
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She woke up alone, or so she thought, feeling exhausted and sore, but still feeling an amazing wave of pleasurable energy coursing through her. She rolled over and pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, feeling something seeping out of her and running down her thighs. She managed to stand up, and realized there was a pinkish, creamy fluid running down her thighs… it hadn’t been a dream, a Big Bad Wolf had really rutted with her… she wasn’t a maiden anymore. She looked down at her torn dress, she couldn't go home like this; she grabbed her torn slip and tore off a part, and then began to clean herself off. She straightened her hair, and tore her dress down the side a little and tied the sides together, hopefully her mother wouldn’t notice that, or the scratches on her thighs.
At that moment, the werewolf heard, and smelled a man in a horse drawn cart approaching on the path. He slunked off to the edge of the woods to watch, he wondered what the girl would do.
As she slowly began to make her way home, her mind was in turmoil, she knew she couldn’t tell anyone about what had happened to her, the people from her village would burn her at the stake. They would say she was possessed with eval spirits, and that she had cavorted with devil spawn. She began to wonder if she would see the wolf again; her lips curled with an ever so slightly naughty, devilish grin. Maybe she should have been more afraid, as she walked along the dark twisted path, she thought to herself. But she wasn’t, she wondered if he was watching her now.
Then she heard the sounds of a horse drawn cart approaching, her mother had probably sent someone to look for her. Then she saw the light of a lantern, as the cart came along a bend in the path. She began to run toward the light.
The werewolf watched as Ryhanne climbed on the cart and sat beside a man. Then, once they were headed toward the nearby village, the werewolf ran on ahead. Now that he had remembered his daughter, and his former cottage along the river, he knew where they were going, he wanted to be there before she arrived.
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Once she thanked Wayne again for going out to find her, she jumped down from the cart and ran to her cottage. She went in a white door, that was in between two windows with brown shutters, a lit candle shown in both.
She stepped into the main room, with a hearth and cook pot to one side, she looked around the room, but her mama wasn’t there. Then she heard some strange noises that freighted her, from the back of cottage, where her mama's room was, her door was open a little bit. She was scared, so she didn't make any sound, as she pushed the door open a little further, and looked in.
Her Mama was on the bed, and she was moaning really loud, Ryhanne saw her mama wasn't alone. She was on her bed with her legs dangling down over the side. And right between her legs, the werewolf was standing with his nose pressed up against her spread legs, she was naked from the waist down. She was gripping the blanket on both sides of her so hard, her knuckles were all white and her arms were trembling. Ryhanne almost screamed, but she covered her mouth with her hand, and stayed behind the door as just peeked around. The werewolf was licking her, really fast, and his tongue looked so big as he pushed it right up inside her mama's hairy crotch.
Ryhanne was too scared to move, or say anything, or barely even breathe. But pretty soon, she could see that the b(ea)st wasn't going to hurt mama. She liked what he was doing with his big fat tongue - she liked it a lot. She kept saying stuff like "Yes, yes, oh gods, yes!" Ryhanne was so confused because she thought the wolf was for her.
As she watched, her mama got even more excited, and started to squirm around on the bed like she could barely control herself. The sheets were all twisted up in her fists, and she lifted her hips up to push her hairy crotch harder against werewolf's mouth and tongue. "Oh, my gods, oh my gods, yes, yes, yes!" she said in a loud husky voice that Ryhanne had never heard her use before. "Oh gods, yeeeeeeessssss!" She just kept twisting and turning and straining and yelling. But Ryhanne could see that she really liked what the b(ea)st was doing - even if it looked really scary. Mama finally stopped writhing around so much, but she was still flushed and breathing really fast. Then the werewolf grabbed at her leg again, and she said "Stop that! Down... I know what you want, you nasty b(ea)st – just give me a moment.”
Mama scooted to the edge of the bed and sat up. Right away the wolf grabbed her thigh between his front paws, and arched his back as he started jerking his hips really fast between her thighs. The werewolf looked down at mama, and growled, “Grrreennnuugg… Fuck!”
She pushed him away, but he grabbed her thigh again and started that jerky thing with his hips, and he whined really loud. But this time, mama leaned forward and reached down under the werewolf's belly and grabbed his throbbing thing. "There you go, you naughty b(ea)st, ooohh, my yes. There it is!" Mama was doing something Ryhanne couldn't see, and he must have really liked it, because he was licking mama's face really hard, and she kept trying to move her face out of the way, but she really couldn't while she was reaching underneath him. I almost started to giggle out loud, and I had to covered my mouth fast. Then mama said, "Gods, that's so big! I’m tempted, but I'm damn well not going to be your bitch. Come on now, get it over with, you can do it."
Then what Ryhanne heard and saw froze her in place, wide-eyed in terror. The werewolf stood staring at mama, his big shoulders hunched forward and his ears straight up. He bared his huge mouth full of sharp teeth at her and he growled - loud and angrily, “Grrreennnuugg… Fuck Now!”. The b(ea)st was growling at her like he was going to eat mama!
"Ooohh, you B(ea)st…!" Elena squealed.
And then the werewolf lunged forward, snarling! Ryhanne heard her mama’s scream, and saw her try to twist away from the suddenly vicious b(ea)st. But he was so fast, his front paws held her by her waist and he twisted her body. His weight pushed her back down on the bed to lay her on her belly. Then the werewolf dragged her backward to the foot of the bed. She clawed at the covers and continued to scream, but it was no use. In seconds her legs were dangling over the edge of the bed again, and no matter how she kicked, squirmed or thrashed about, she was helpless. The werewolf held her firmly around the waist, as he crushed her chest and face down on the bed.
"Ooooww! Ooooowwww! Stop please… Please not so rough! OOOOOWWW!" Elena cried.
The werewolf was jerking his hips against her bottom so fast, and his claws dug into her sides with every wild thrust. He kept growling and whining like he was super frustrated as he thrashed from side to side behind mama, even as he kept thrusting his hips really fast.
Ryhanne saw her mama make another attempt to get out from under the werewolf, yanking hard at the covers and scrabbling to get up to her knees on the bed. But all she managed to do, was to let the b(ea)st get centered between her legs, and an even tighter grip around her waist. And then Ryhanne saw it happen. His thing stabbed at her mama’s hairy crotch.
"AAAAaaaaggghh…. You B(ea)st, Noooo…. Not so Rough" Elena screamed, as he stabbed his thing deep into her pussy, it was hot, thick and wet. "No… no… no… no… no!" she screamed. But his pointed cock stabbed into her. She felt a horrible flash of pain, and the next thing she knew, her pussy was filled with his long and pointed hard cock, and it stretched her more than she thought possible.
The werewolf stabbed his pointed cock in and out of her relentlessly, as she screamed and screamed. It was so big, it kept smacking into something way up deep inside her, but the b(ea)st didn't care, he just kept thrusting it in harder and harder. The way it slid through her pussy was amazing and awful. Pretty soon the pain stopped, and then the weird pleasurable feelings in her pussy started to quicken. The feelings grew, and grew, taking over her whole body! She was shaking and shivering all over, and she could only breathe in little gasps, her back arched under b(ea)st's heavy fury chest, and her fists twisted the covers. She couldn't even scream at him anymore, she could only weakly grunt, "no, no, no, no, no," in time with his awful thrusts into her body.
The werewolf stopped jerking for a second, and wiggled around behind her, and growled close to her ear, "Grrreennngguuuhh… you’re my Bitch, now!"
“Fuck…. I’m coming… OOOooohhh!” Elena cried, she thought this was the worst moment that could ever happen to her, that nothing could ever be worse, or more humiliating or scarier, but she was so wrong.
His cock was giving her a terrifying shivery feeling, causing her to thrash uncontrollably underneath his course belly fur – then his cock suddenly changed. His knot swelled up really fast, near the base. It got bigger and bigger… then the b(ea)st rammed his big cock as deep inside her, as he could get it. His cock stretched her insides more than she could believe, and it made her whole-body spasm even harder.
“Grrreeennngggguuuaahh…. Elena…….. AAArrrrrooooooooo!” the werewolf growled, as he came deep inside her, his paws gripping her hips tightly.
She didn't want the werewolf to come inside her, but she couldn't stop him. She felt a searing heat deep inside her, as a hot stinging liquid was filling her up. She couldn't help but groan, "OOOOooohh My Gods…. OOOooohh, ooohh, AAAaarrghh!"
To make things worse, the werewolf was panting hard from all the hard fucking he’d done. His hot doggy breath was wet on her neck, and he drooled all over her. Now and then, he would lazily lick her face, forcing his big tongue against her lips. She gave up crying, and just whimpered softly in time with his heavy panting. She was stuck, with his big cock-knot swollen up inside her pussy. She tried to relax and get used to being tied to her new master.
And right then, the werewolf started getting all restless and whiny, then he was trying to get down off the bed, as his knot started to get smaller. Then the b(ea)st pulled really hard to get his knot out. “EEEaaahhooo!” Elena cried out, as he pulled free, and felt his spent cum flowing down the insides of her thighs.
Elena twisted around on the bed and laid on her side, looked down between the werewolf's hind legs, and saw his bright red cock. It glistened wetly in the candle light, with blue throbbing veins. It was about seven inches long, and nearly as big around as her wrist. But the scariest part, was the big swollen knot near the base, which was as big as an apple.
Then two things happened at almost the same time…. the first was that Elena heard a gasp, and turned her head and saw her young daughter standing at the door, with her eyes wide in surprise, staring at the werewolf’s cock. "Ooohh, My Little Red…. your Father has come back!"
“Oooohh Gods…. Papa!” Ryhanne sighed in disbelief. But before she could say more, the werewolf pushed her aside, and fled from the house. She knew they were both damned, if any of the other villagers saw him leave the cottage.
"We're his bitches now sweetie, now and forever!" Elena said, as she reached out for her daughter’s hand, as she looked up at her, “He told me of finding you on the path through the woods….”
“Mama… are… are we going to have his puppies?" Ryhanne softly asked.
THE END
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