“Cool, my friends and I rented a villa for a bachelorette party.”
Just then I saw Jack’s heart sink as a look of disappointment flashed across his face for the briefest instant, but he recovered quickly.
“Oh, you’re engaged?”
I hesitated, sort of confused by the question. Then I burst out laughing.
“Me? No, my friend. It’s my friend’s bachelorette party,” I laughed, glad I could clarify that bit of confusion.
“Good. For a second there…”
“What?”
“Well, I was hoping you weren’t… already taken.”
He was dancing around the subject at hand and I could tell he was looking for a way to approach it without putting me off. I decided to do him a favor and take control. I slid up next to him, leaning into his big arm and running my hand along his thigh.
“So, how far away did you say your hotel was?”
Before I knew it we were walking out the back door of the club and down the alley out to the boulevard. Jack pulled out keys and I heard the blip of the doors unlocking electronically. Five cars away I could see the lights flash. As we walked up I could just discern the make of the car: a black, two-door Mercedes hard-top. Jack opened the door for me and I got in, the leather sticky on my skin after the heat of the club. He walked around to the other side and opened his door, sliding in and starting the car with one fluid motion.
The car revved loudly; I could tell the engine was big. Jack peeled out onto the road, screeching the tires as the engine roared. He took a ramp onto the highway and the car sped up to over 100 MPH. I didn’t dare say a word, not wanting to ruin the poetry of this spontaneous moment. I was hoping the night would be wild, and I hadn’t cared about the details, but now that I was with Jack I couldn’t see it having gone any other way. Like I said before, I wanted to be crazy tonight. Having sex with a crazy-hot stranger was exactly the type of fun I was looking for. But maybe I didn’t know exactly what I was getting myself into.
As we drove along, a naughty idea came into my head, something I hadn’t done since high school. I leaned over into Jack, putting my hand on his thigh. I slowly eased it up to his crotch and began rubbing him softly. I could feel a bulge starting to grow, the same bulge I’d felt rubbing against my ass not more than an hour ago inside the club. I played with him, rubbing his crotch before starting to undo his belt.
I unzipped his pants, working my hand into his boxers and feeling him skin on skin. His dick was enormous and I grew wet feeling it grow hard under the soft massaging motion of my hand. I eased his pants off slightly, allowing enough room to pull out his cock so I could really stroke it. Jack groaned, but otherwise said nothing, probably afraid that if he spoke he wouldn’t get the pleasure that he hoped was coming. He moved his seat back slightly to make room, knowing exactly what I had in mind.
Slowly, I moved my head down toward his crotch, holding his huge cock in my hand. I gave a teasing lick of the tip and swirled my tongue around it, causing Jack to shudder (I could actually hear the engine rev as he stepped down harder on the gas pedal). I ran my hot, wet tongue down his shaft, licking lightly at his balls before one long lick all the way back up to the tip. I put his rock hard dick in my mouth, sealing my lips around the head of his cock as I bobbed my head up and down. I felt his cock growing larger and harder, throbbing in the pleasure of my mouth. Jack took his hand and pushed me down onto his dick, pummeling the back of my throat with his cock. I took it in and gagged, enjoying the taste of his pre-cum. I deep-throated him, turned on by his heavy breathing and intermittent groans of pleasure.
I looked up at him and was about to move my head up to his for a kiss, but when I tried, he held me back.
“We’re at a stoplight. Keep sucking.”
This turned me on completely, knowing that just a few feet away there were strangers totally unaware that I was giving head in the front seat of the black Mercedes. To them, Jack just looked like a very happy driver. I took his cock out of my mouth and jerked him off as I licked at his balls, sucking on each one in turn. I teasingly nibbled at his sack as I worked the shaft with my hand. I could feel Jack practically writhing with pleasure. A few seconds later I shoved his fat cock back down my throat. Then I felt the car stopping.
“We’re here. Let’s get up to the room.”
I pulled his dick out of my mouth and adjusted my tits which were nearly falling out of my dress at this point. Jack zipped his pants and buckled his belt, but I let out a slight giggle as I thought about how he’d definitely have to struggle to hide his massive erection as we made our way through the lobby. We got out of the car and walked into the hotel. Fortunately, he had already checked in, so we quickly made our way through the lobby and were lucky enough to get an elevator to ourselves.
Once inside I could barely keep my hands off him. I grabbed the lapels of Jack’s blazer and pulled his face down to mine, moving in for a passionate kiss, forcing my soft, warm tongue between his lips. I reached my hand down and rubbed his cock as I kissed him. Any fear of being caught by someone in the elevator was completely erased from my mind. For now, all I could concentrate on was getting everything out of this night that I wanted, and that meant giving myself over completely to my own lust.
I felt Jack’s hand lift up the front of my dress. He caressed my thighs before moving his fingers up to my crotch, feeling my wetness through my panties. I braced myself for the pleasure that was to come as he worked his fingers through the side of my panties, but everything was cut short as the elevator opened onto the 15th floor of the Hilton.
“I’m room 1510,” said Jack.
We nearly ran to the room, so stimulated by the foreplay in the car and the elevator that if we had to wait a second longer we might start fucking in the hallway. Jack slid his room key into the slot and opened the door which led into one of the most luxurious hotel suites I had ever seen. I was immediately drawn to the window. From the 15th floor I could see the lights of Miami blazing into the night, and out further the pitch black or the seemingly endless Atlantic Ocean. Traffic flowed slowly through the streets below and I looked out mesmerized at how quiet Miami seemed from these heights. But something about the scene seemed out of place.
Suddenly, I grew tense. All of the sudden I started to feel uncomfortable around Jack. I could feel his presence behind me and I spun around to look at him. As if to confirm my fears, I saw a man in the throes of transformation, his body tortured and pained by the transformative process taking place.I watched in horror as his body changed before my eyes, his long, muscular arms growing hairy as his neck thickened and his face morphed into that of a dark, grey wolf.
Glass crashed to the floor as the huge body of another animal fell through the skylight into the penthouse suite. The creature was a gigantic wolf, emboldened by its animalistic rage. After falling to the floor it soon regained its bearings, jumping up on all fours to confront the now-transformed Jack.
The two gigantic beasts faced each other, walking in a circle as they looked each other up and down, sizing up their opponent. I quietly tip-toed into the large closet, softly shutting the door, hoping to remain hidden from these two hideous beasts. For the first few seconds, I couldn’t tell if they were friend or foe; all I knew was that I didn’t want to become the victim of these vicious wolves.
Growls roared throughout the large suite. The two animals seemed to be communicating, and I could tell by the tone of their growls that it was all but friendly. I had no idea what was going on. Just an hour ago I was grinding on a hot guy in a Miami club. Now I was watching two wolves size each other up, preparing to fight. What had happened? Was I dreaming? I was too scared to tell and as I cowered in the closet, the only thing I thought about was my chances of getting out alive and unscathed. I would have given anything to escape in that moment. How had my life gone from pure ecstasy to complete torture in an hour’s time? I had to get out of here… but how?
They paced round and round before stopping, each seemi
ngly waiting for the other to make the first move. The smaller wolf started to back away, easing itself toward the door of the hotel room, afraid of a fight with the dark, grey creature that only moments ago I had known as Jack.
But it was all a trap. Another wolf burst out of the bathroom door, blindsiding Jack and tackling him with the full force of his sudden pounce. Jack fell to the ground, his wild wolf body cringing in pain at the cheap-shot attack. The two enemy wolves walked up slowly, taking great pleasure in the thought of finishing him off once and for all.
He was about to go in for the kill when I screamed, “NOOOOOO!”
The wolves were startled, caught off guard as they tried to discern the source of the scream. They paced the room, sniffing the king-size bed and the drawers, trying to figure out who else was watching their movements. With the swipe of his large paw, one of the wolves smashed the closet door open, looking at me hungrily with his glowing yellow orb-like eyes, as if he was ready to kill me on the spot.
As the wolves watched me, salivating over me like some delicious treat, Jack jumped on top of them, knocking them both to the ground with one fluid motion. The wolves were startled. They tried to gain their footing, but it was too late. Jack snatched up the smaller of the two between his large fangs, crushing its neck with one hideous bite. I screamed, scared for my life, shocked by the horrific violence I saw before my eyes.
The second wolf tried to counter, but it was of no avail: Jack dodged his pounce and jumped on top of him, pinning the grey wolf to the ground before snapping at his throat, killing him in a nearly silent, flawless bite. The corpses of the two wolves turned into men, ugly men in dirty, designer suits. Then the two men disappeared, their blood spilled on the floor, but slowly dispersing in the night air.
Still cowering in the closet, I watched as the giant wolf of Jack walked towards me, still wondering whether or not this might be the end of my young life. I followed the contours of the creature’s body as it slowly transformed back into the shape of a man, back into the Jack that I knew. He continued to walk toward me, his hand outstretched, as if beckoning me to join him. But how could I after the scene I had just witnessed?
He came up to me as I sat frozen in the closet, still fearful for my life.
“Natasha, I’m not going to hurt you. Please, let me explain,” he said softly, as if trying to hide the fact that deep down he was a shape-shifter, a vicious beast, half man, half wolf. I didn’t dare say a word, so he continued:
“I know you’re scared. I know you don’t like what you saw. Trust me, I wanted to tell you… I just needed to find the right time. I didn’t mean for you to find out so soon,” he said.
“Soon? So you were just going to keep it from me?” I demanded. I wanted a straight answer from him.
“I wasn’t keeping it from you. I knew that if I told you right away you’d reject me. I am a werewolf, but that’s not all I am. I’m a man, and I wanted you to see the human side of me. Maybe after that you could…” he trailed off, as though unsure of how to explain the situation to me.
“I could what?” I asked, my impatience dissipating as I tried to understand what was really going on. I could hear hurt and sincerity in his voice as he tried to explain to me.
“Maybe after that you could accept my dual nature, take me for what I really am. I want you, Natasha. Do you want me?”
I stood there quietly, still tense, but slightly calmer knowing Jack had no intention of hurting me. I did want him. Despite everything, despite the scene that had just unfolded before me, I felt myself inexplicably drawn to him, wanting him, wanting to feel him inside me. But he was a werewolf, how was I supposed to deal with that?
I was brought back from these tortured thoughts by the touch of Jack’s arms wrapping around me from behind. He held my body against him, teasing me with its muscular warmth and with the pressure of his hard cock rubbing against my voluptuous ass. With this touch the desire of minutes ago came back with a vengeance and I wasn’t ready to stop until I had his hard cock inside me. I turned around in his arms, pulling him in for another hot, wet kiss. I was giving in. I was giving in despite any hesitancy I’d felt mere seconds ago. I said I wanted a crazy night, maybe this was just the sort of crazy my voluptuous body desired.
As I kissed him I began to gently push him towards the large king-size bed. I knew what I wanted and now that I’d made a decision I wouldn’t wait a second longer; any hesitation might mean second-guessing, and right now I was working off pure, animal instinct. Jack bumped into the bed and fell backwards, pulling me down on top of him. I pressed my lips to his, sucking on his mouth with red-hot passion. I straddled his body and straightened my back, unzipping my dress and letting it slide off my shoulders to reveal by my gorgeous, full breasts. Then I leaned back into his body, aggressively kissing him, our tongues entering each other’s mouths in a fury of lust, an instant hot flash.
Jack reached up and began fondling my supple tits with his enormous hands, squeezing them as we kissed. I felt goose bumps rise as a chill raced across my back; I could hardly believe this was happening. Had my whole day been working towards this moment of near-climax? Hours ago I’d been rushing through an airport. Before that I’d been at the office. I could have never pictured a night like this and yet here I was, swept away by the animalistic desire I felt for this handsome stranger, a werewolf no less. What a crazy turn of events.
Suddenly, I pulled away and looked into a pair of sparkling eyes and a subtle grin, giving him one last naughty glare before I got up from the bed and knelt down in front of him. Once more I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling out his massive cock. It seemed even bigger than it had when I’d sucked him off in the car. Could I even get him inside my tight pussy?
I started to suck his dick again, running his big balls through my fingers as I enjoyed the feel of his cock in my mouth and the taste of his salty musk on my tongue. I was getting wet and I began to finger myself. But as soon as I touched my clit, I was sent over the edge. No more head, I need his dick inside me immediately. I was done waiting, I wanted to feel him pounding me from every damn position imaginable.
I pulled his dick out of my mouth and slapped my lips with it. I wanted to make him to come. I wanted him to come all over me and the very thought alone nearly brought me to the verge of orgasm. I got up and let my dress fall to my feet, peeling off my panties and giving them a kick that sent them flying into the corner of the room.
Then I walked over to the bed and sat back on top of him, straddling his core as I grabbed hold of his shaft and rubbed his fat tip against the tight lips of my wet pussy. I could just barely get the tip in, feeling a slight tinge of pain. I eased down onto him as he groaned, clearly enjoying the feel of my warm pussy. Soon the pain gave way to rapturous pleasure, rushing through my voluptuous body. Waves of ecstasy rolled through me as I rode him, gently at first, then bucking alternately fast and slow as I worked myself into a frenzy. Half of me didn’t know what I was doing, but the other half didn’t care. I wanted Jack, both the man and the werewolf.
I arched my back, melting with pleasure as I pushed my breasts together, pinching my nipples as I fucked Jack. He was holding onto me by the hips, forcing me down hard onto his huge cock, driving himself deep inside me as I bounced on his dick. I moaned as he thrust inside me, letting go of my tits as I steadied myself for the force of the climax I felt could happen at any minute.
I rode his cock as he grabbed my voluptuous, perky ass, pushing me down onto him, his cock going ever deeper into my pussy. I ran my hands over his broad chest and down his huge muscular arms, feeling the hardness of his biceps and the bulging tendons of his forearms. It’s all mine. Tonight his body is mine to use for whatever pleasure I want.
“Fuck yes!” I screamed, surprised to hear those words coming out of my mouth, but not giving a damn whether any of the other hotel guests could hear me. As far as I was concerned, no one else existed in this moment besides Jack and myself. “Fuck me harder, HARDER!�
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Then Jack got up, dropping me down on the bed as he pulled his cock out, making me wait before plunging it back into me again, deeper this time, my pleasure magnified by those few withholding seconds. He was pressing me into the bed, my legs in the air, grabbing my ass and almost bending my legs back over my head. An immense wave of pure bliss gushed through my body, my tight pussy now dripping wet with hot sex.
“Yes, yes, FUCK ME!” I moaned, half intelligibly. It was hard to think clearly with his cock pounding me like this. Then Jack pulled out, getting off from on top of me and flipping me over on the bed, grabbing me by the hips with my back to him, bringing me up to my knees.
“Arch your back, stick your hot ass up so I can fuck you from behind,” he demanded, knowing exactly what he wanted from me. And I was more than willing to give it to him.
Grabbing me by the hips, he slid two fingers inside me, as if preparing me once more for his huge cock. Then suddenly he rammed his throbbing cock into me hard, pushing deeper and deeper. My swollen lips swallowed his pulsing, hard cock, clenching tightly as he fucked me. He held my arms behind my back and pulled me towards him by the elbows. I pushed my ass up against him, mimicking his rhythm with my curvy body. His enormous hands reached around to squeeze my supple tits. He wrapped himself around me, pushing his fat cock as deep as it could possibly go. I was going to come, but I wanted to stave off the feeling, to prolong my pleasure just a few minutes longer. I didn’t want this crazy night to ever end.
“I’m going to come, I’m coming,” I moaned, finally realizing it was hopeless to try to fight the inevitable orgasm.
“Come for me, baby. I want you to scream, Natasha,” he whispered, half-gruntingly.
I looked back to see him staring at me with intense passion and then I felt the bliss of orgasm rocket through me. I pushed back onto his fat cock, convulsing with pleasure, writhing with animalistic lust. I gyrated, enhancing my climax before falling limp, my legs tingling with the all-consuming ecstasy of my orgasm.
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