Beastmen & Shapeshifters: Three Breeding Stories

by Vivian Leigh

  Beastmen & Shapeshifters: Three Breeding Tales

  By

  Vivian Leigh

  Copyright 2012 Vivian Leigh

  All rights reserved.

  ***

  Rescued by Wolves

  The small two seat airplane buzzed along at a hundred twenty knots. Kelli adjusted the trim to keep the plane level and looked out the window. The countryside was all rolling hills carpeted with evergreens and dotted with lakes. Minnesota in the fall could be hot and humid, but at nine thousand feet it was a cool seventy degrees.

  When the motor cut out she didn’t quite believe it. One moment the steady drone was there and the next all she could hear was the whistling of the wind. She went through the restart checklist, but nothing happened when she turned the magnetos to “start.”

  She clicked the radio to the emergency frequency. “Mayday, mayday, this is November Fiver Fiver Fiver Charlie Papa. I’ve lost my engine and it won’t restart. I’m putting down approximately one hundred forty miles northwest of Minneapolis.”

  She adjusted the pitch of the aircraft and looked for a safe place to put down. The hills and trees looked forbidding, but she finally saw what looked like a big meadow near a lake further north. She adjusted course and kept a careful eye on her speed as she approached.

  From a thousand feet to fifty feet everything happened in slow motion. She stayed just above stall speed by adjusting her pitch. Time stretched out and the feet trickled off the altimeter. The trees crept along beneath her.

  At a hundred feet everything snapped into fast-forward. The trees whipped past on either side. The ground rushed to meet her. She pulled up on the nose and bled off more speed. The stall warning horn sounded and a moment later the wheels smacked down into the dirt. They slid along and she tried to keep the nose pointed in one direction.

  The plane came to rest in the middle of the meadow and Kelli realized she was holding her breath. She sucked in air and clenched her fists around the yoke.

  She picked up the radio again. “This is November Fiver Fiver Fiver Charlie Papa. I’m safely on the ground.”

  There was no response but static.

  “Okay, Kelli, the best thing to do is stay with the plane. Any search party will see it,” she said to herself.

  She pushed open the door and hopped out. The grass crunched beneath her shoes. The wind blew gently and carried the scent of fresh air and pine trees. She walked around the plane and inspected it for damage. Everything looked normal. She opened the fuel tank and shook the wing. The sound of fuel sloshing was clearly audible. So I didn’t run out of gas.

  She shrugged and climbed back into the cockpit and settled in to wait.

  ***

  Kelli woke when it was still dark out. The moon was close to full and its light lit the meadow around her. She looked out over the nose of the plane and saw a pair of dark dog-like shapes standing a dozen yards from the plane. Their yellow eyes glowed in the moonlight.

  Her heart raced. She wiped her clammy hands on her jeans. The animals paced around the plane and she saw that they were big northern timber wolves. Another wolf rose from behind the first two. I didn’t even notice it.

  The three wolves circled the plane and came to a stop near the right wing. They pivoted as a unit and stared at the tree line. Another pack of wolves emerged from the trees.

  One of the wolves in the first pack howled and two of them charged toward the pack. The last wolf looked back at her and stared her right in the eye until she looked away. It turned back and watched the other wolves snap and bite at each other.

  She couldn’t see the details, but the howls and the yips were audible. The wolves sound angry. Very, very angry. A flicker of motion in the corner of her eye caught her attention. She looked back to the wolf near the plane and gasped in shock.

  One moment there was a wolf standing before her. Then, in the space of a second, its shape contorted from a four legged creature into a two legged human. Where there had been a shaggy wolf a moment before there was a handsome man dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.

  The man waved at her and walked to the plane. He stopped a few feet away. “Ma’am, you should come with me. The Luongos are bringing in reinforcements.”

  Kelli sat and looked at the man, dumbstruck. “What… How… Huh?”

  A particularly loud yip carried across the meadow from the fight. The man looked over his shoulder. “We need to go. Now.” He pulled the door of the plane open and beckoned for her to get out.

  She took his outstretched hand and climbed out of the plane. She reached back for her suitcase.

  “Leave it. Let’s go.” He motioned for her to follow and trotted away from the plane.

  Kelli grabbed her jacket and hurried to follow the wolf. He led her away from the fight and into the trees on the opposite side. “What are you?”

  “Your savior. I’m going to shift back. Just follow me. I won’t get too far ahead.” He shifted back to wolf form and led her through the trees.

  She stumbled along behind him and squinted in the dim moonlight beneath the pines. His darkened form flitted in and out of the shadows, but she was able to follow him. After a time they reached a stony path up into the hills.

  The wolf shifted back to man form. “Up here is our home. The Luongos wouldn’t dare follow us inside.” He shifted back to wolf form and scrambled up the path. Small stones rattled back down behind him.

  Kellie sighed and followed as best she could. She was out of breath when she reached a clearing midway up the slope. When the wolf trotted into a cave, she decided that she’d had enough. “No way I’m going in there.”

  The wolf came back out and shifted to man shape. In the moonlight of the clearing she could see that he was powerfully built with broad shoulders and defined muscles beneath his t-shirt. “Suit yourself.”

  He walked into the cave again and this time she noticed a shaft of line shine out when he pushed some kind of curtain aside. The smell of stew wafted out and made her stomach rumble. She realized that she hadn’t had anything to eat since breakfast nearly twenty-four hours ago.

  She sighed and followed him into the cave.

  The curtain appeared to be some kind of giant animal skin. She pushed it aside and stepped into warmth and light. Something passed over her when she entered. Something invisible, but palpable. The man was sitting on a fur covered bench and swirling a ladle in the pot.

  “It’s rabbit stew, if you’re interested,” he told her.

  “Sure.”

  He ladled some of the thick broth into a wooden bowl and passed it to her before handing her a normal looking metal spoon.

  “Don’t burn your mouth,” he told her.

  She blew on the stew and looked around the cave. It was large and the walls were hung with furs. Fur pallets lined the walls. She couldn’t tell how far back it stretched, but the furs made it seem relatively shallow.

  The man saw her looking around. “They others should be back soon. They were just trying to delay the Luongos.”

  “What are Luongos? And what are you?”

  He smiled a wide toothy smile. “I, my dear, am a werewolf. As are the Luongos. But they are feral, wild creatures that are more wolf than man. They would not have treated you well had they reached you before we did.”

  She shook her head, not understanding what he meant. The whole concept of werewolves hadn’t really registered yet. “I need to get back to my plane in the morning. The search party will be looking for me.”

  “Of course. The rest of the pack should return shortly. We’ll escort you back after dawn.”

  Kelli nodded and ate her stew. She set
the empty bowl down beside her and yawned.

  The man pointed toward a pallet. “Feel to free to lie down. I’ll keep watch.”

  She wanted to stay up, but she was completely exhausted. She crawled to the indicated pallet and flopped onto it. It was warm and soft and smelled of pine needles and musk. She was asleep in seconds.

  ***

  Kelli woke to the sound of panting. She opened her eyes and propped herself up on an elbow. A pair of muscular men were bent over by the fire. Both were completely nude. And one was fucking the other in the ass.

  She lay back down before they noticed she was awake. She watched them from behind half closed eyes. Neither were the man that had led her to the cave earlier in the night, but both were fit and had clearly defined muscles. The one in the back had hold of the other’s hips and thrust his cock into him with long, deep motions.

  She closed her eyes and listened to the soft slap of flesh on flesh. She reopened them to see if the men were still there. They were. She tried to decide if she should be shocked or terrified or disgusted. After watching their quiet fucking she realized that she was just aroused.

  She reached a hand to her jeans and stroked herself through the denim. She fumbled the buttons open and slid her hand inside the jeans. Her fingers were warm when they reached her crotch. She slid a long middle finger between her folds and stroked the wetness from her pussy up to her clit. She massaged the finger over her sensitive nub and took a deep breath. She watched the two male lovers fuck before her while she stroked herself.

  The man in the back brushed his hand along the other’s flank and reached around to the front. He took his partner’s cock in his hand and stroked his fist up and down its length. Kelli slipped a finger into her pussy and imagined that it was that big cock inside her instead. The two lovers had a matching rhythm. The one in back thrusting into the other even as he stroked the other’s cock. Kelli’s finger slipped into her pussy and moved in time with the men.

  The curtain that enclosed the cave rustled. Kelli watched the man that had led her to the cave duck inside. He looked at the two men humping and sighed. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

  “Gentlemen, have you forgotten that we have a guest?”

  The one in the back responded. “She’s asleep, Dan. She was worn out.”

  Dan laughed. “She’s not asleep. Your lust is overwhelming your nose.”

  Kelli could hear footsteps approaching her. A hand touched her shoulder.

  “If you want to sleep, I’ll send the love birds outside. No need to fake it to be polite, though.”

  Kelli opened her eyes and looked at him. She could smell him. It made her even more horny. “It’s okay. I’m a guest here. They can do what they want.”

  She stroked her finger along her slit and licked her lips. Her eyes flicked from the handsome man before her to the two nude men still fucking by the fire. She didn’t know what had come over here. She positively ached for a good lay.

  Dan looked at her, a puzzled expression on his face. “Are you sure?”

  “Very.”

  He looked at her a moment longer and stood.

  “Dan.” She bit her lip.

  He looked back at her. “What?”

  “You don’t have to go.”

  He looked confused.

  “Come here,” she told him.

  He crouched before her. “What do you need?”

  She pulled her blanket open and motioned for him to climb in with her.

  Dan smiled that big, toothy smile again. “Oh.” He snuggled into the blanket with her. “What do you have in mind?”

  She tugged at his shirt and watched him pulled it off. Once he was topless, she stroked a hand over his powerful chest.

  She took his hand in hers and guided it to her pussy. He let her place her fingers on her lips and stroke them over her slick skin.

  Dan wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to him. They snuggled chest to chest, her ample breasts pressed into his pecs. His other hand rubbed her pussy and she thrust herself against it.

  She opened her mouth and moved it toward his. He met her and a spark passed between them as their lips made contact. He was as hungry as she was. Their hot, wet tongues collided and chased each other to and fro. She nipped his lip with her teeth and pushed her hips into his hand. A finger slipped inside her.

  She writhed against the finger and sucked his mouth. Her hands reached for his jeans and unbuttoned them. She pulled away from his mouth.

  “Get these off.”

  They worked together to pull his pants away. There was nothing beneath them other than his well-formed cock. She wriggled out of her own pants and kicked them to the bottom of the sleeping pallet. His cock pressed against her soaking pussy. He thrust at her and penetrated easily.

  “Oh,” Kelli gasped. She pushed him to his back and wriggled to the top. The blanket draped over her back and formed a tent around them.

  She ground her hips down to his and forced his cock deep within her.

  Dan moaned as he was pushed inside her.

  Kelli clenched her fingers on his shoulders and rode him with a fierce need. The feel of his big dock slipping in and out of her made her shudder. She squeezed his shoulders and lowered her mouth back to his. His tongue flicked out--it was longer than it had any right to be--and passed over her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked it inside. When she did, he took hold of her hips and thrust himself into her harder and faster. She closed her eyes and focused on building the wave of pleasure that was slowly spreading out from her pussy.

  She felt Dan shudder again.

  “Ohhhh,” he moaned.

  His dick grew even harder inside her. He grabbed her hips and shoved them down onto his dick. He pushed it deeper inside, a slow grinding motion of his cock rubbing through her. He came with a groan and a shudder. She could feel the hot cum pool within her.

  Dan lay still and panted for breath. Kelli sat back on his legs and looked at him. Her pussy still ached for cock and he was spent. She looked to the other guys. They were both sitting and watching her and Dan.

  “He blow his load already?” the one on the left asked. She wasn’t sure if he had been the top or the bottom.

  She nodded.

  “He always does.” The guy snickered.

  “Be nice, boys,” Dan said. He patted her arm. “I’m sorry baby. I can’t help myself.”

  She sighed. “It’s okay.”

  Dan could clearly tell that it wasn’t okay at all. “I’ll finish the job in fifteen minutes if you want to wait.”

  “Hell, I’ll finish it now,” the one that had mocked Dan offered. “I’m Scott, by the way.”

  She looked from Dan to Scott.

  “I don’t mind,” Dan said.

  She wasn’t sure if she felt comfortable fucking two strangers in one day, so she didn’t respond.

  “I guess I’ll go keep watch,” the other one said. He shifted from man to wolf and slipped out of the cave.

  Scott stood up. His cock was prodigious. It had to be seven inches and it wasn’t even hard. She gawked at the sight of it. Scott just laughed and lifted it. “Going once, going twice…”

  Kelli climbed up from Dan. “Okay,” she said. Dan’s cum dripped from her pussy onto his chest, but she didn’t care. She needed dick. She needed dick like she’d never needed anything in her life. What was it about this cave? It made her feel so primal.

  Scott stroked his cock and it perked up immediately. It was indeed enormous. She caught herself actually salivating and had to wipe her chin. He sat on a pallet along the opposite wall and let her walk over to him.

  She straddled him and lowered herself toward his big, throbbing cock. She spread her pussy with her fingers and guided his cock into her. He was bigger than Dan. Much bigger. She shivered as her pussy spread around his big rod of meat.

  Scott leaned back on his elbows and watched her mount him. He made a noise that sounded like something between a growl and a purr. She rode
him slowly at first then built to a more frenetic rhythm. When she increased her speed, he began to thrust into her harder to meet her.

  “Keep doing that,” she moaned.

  He wrapped his hands around her ass and pulled her down as he thrust up into her.

  She rode up and down the length of his dick and let it plunge ever deeper within her. She leaned forward and pushed her breasts into his face. He flicked his tongue over her nipples until they were tight and hard.

  Another pair of hands caressed her shoulders. “Hey there,” Dan whispered in her ear. He nudged her forward and Scott pulled her flat on top of him until he was on his back and they were pressed chest to chest.

  Dan slid behind her and she felt his slick fingers massage her asshole. She shivered, but didn’t tell him to stop. He pushed a finger against her tight pucker and it slipped inside. She pushed herself back into it and let him push it deeper into her. It stroked in and out a few times then a second finger followed the first.

  She shivered with pleasure. The fingers shot a sensation through her that she had never imagined.

  “You ready for the real thing?” Dan asked.

  “Let me have it,” she panted.

  Dan’s fingers withdrew and the fat, hard tip of his cock pressed against her. He gripped her hips and pushed himself into her ass. His cock was bigger than his fingers had been, but it was slick her juices and slid right in.

  Kelli lay still and let the two burly men sandwiching her pound her in both holes. She wrapped her arms around Scott and squeezed his shoulders to hold herself steady. The rhythm of the two giant dicks thrusting back and forth inside her built steady waves of pleasure.

  The waves built and built. And then.

  She shattered.

  “Yesss,” she screamed. She bucked against the dicks as they slipped back and forth within her. Hot waves of passion coursed through her and her whole body tingled from her fingers to her toes and everywhere in between.

  Scott and Dan came in unison. Their cocks made long, deep thrusts into her and vibrated as they came. Hot globs of cum pumped into her and filled her. She clawed at Scott’s chest and sank her teeth into his shoulder.