by Sansa Gold
I began to bit my lip, pushing my head downward into my palm, wanting to hide any facial expressions that might give me away. I started to pant, as my fingers stroked against my clit, my vision becoming blurry. I knew that it was only a matter of time before I burst with my usual loud orgasms, but I didn't care I wanted this more than anything right now.
Fingers slipped past my panties, index finger holding my clit in place while my middle one pushed down into my damp channel. A low and soft moan escaped my body, I looked up but saw that Leslie was still completely entranced in her own words. My middle finger began to hit my special spot, sending rumbles up my body. I rose my head and pushed back into my seat, the hand that held my head gripping the covers of the table. Out the corner of my eye I could see that Leslie had stopped talking, she was watching me closely now. Probably not entirely sure what was going.
I let out a loud and long moan, as my body began to let go of everything. I felt myself get weaker, my thighs spazzing out on their own. I kept my head back against my seat, my eyes closed, letting the orgasm finish rolling through me. Hoping that I would regain control of my body.
Once I felt that I was good to go, I opened my eyes and straightened myself in the chair. Leslie stared at me, she didn't say anything. Apparently she wasn't the only one whose attention I caught, I looked around the restaurant and saw that half of them were looking at me, probably trying to get a grasp on what they just witnessed. That they saw a young college girl orgasm at the table, I'm sure this would quickly become the talk of the campus.
"Is everything alright Madam? Do we need to call a ambulance?" Our waiter stood before me, a grin already on his face. He knew exactly what happened but I'm sure he was just following procedure.
"No, that won't be necessary." I hid my head in my hands, feeling the warmth of my face against them. Well, this was certainly something new that I hadn't experienced. I rose my head and saw Leslie smiling at me.
"I have no idea who this person is, but I'm loving the new you Kat."
Before I could get a word out, I felt my phone vibrate. I dug into my pocket and stared at it, a smile spreading on my face.
"I wish I could discuss this entertaining night with you, but my man is back in town."
I threw some money on the table, more than enough to cover for it all, and rushed out of the restaurant.
Don was back in town, and he was calling me. Here we go again.
Chapter 2: The Arrival
I didn't get to talk to Don for very long, he sounded very distracted on the phone. All I knew was that he needed me, and he needed me this very moment. I had never heard him sound like this before. The only words that I could get out of him, before he hung up, was that he had been attacked on his trip in Easter Europe. My drive to his mansion was a little more hectic than usual. My mind was now more occupied with horrible thoughts, trying to figure out what happened to him, as opposed to the sexual thoughts I'm used to on my drive.
I reached the front of his door in record time, very aware that I had broken some speeding laws on my way here. But, I didn't care I wanted to know that Don was alright. It might be irrational for me to have gotten so attached to him, so quickly, but I didn't care. I knocked on the door, waiting to met face to face with Jeeves, Don's butler, once again. I waited what seemed hours, constantly knocking on the door, with no response. I jiggled the knob, to my surprise it was unlocked. For all the times that I had been to Don's home this had never happened. The door was always answered by Jeeves, my mind rushed to overdrive as I realized that Don might actually be severely injured.
I rushed inside, the large stair case in the middle of the room greeting me once more. The mansion was much more eerie at night, when all the lights were shut off.
"DON, Where are you??" I screamed, hoping that a familiar voice responded back to my cries. I waited for a response. Nothing, once again. Great.
I had never been to Don's room but knew that it was located on the second floor of the mansion. I started to climb the stairs, counting to five Mississippi before shouting his name once more.
"In here." I turned my back around and rushed toward his voice, I hope that he was alright. I reached the back of the hallway, several different doors loomed before me.
Unsure of which one to choose I screamed, "Don, I need to hear your voice."
I heard him cough and clear his throat, "Over here, Kat. Hurry!"
I rushed toward his voice, which was coming from the furthest room at the end of the hallway. The door was closed when I got there, my hand gripped the doorknob. Before I opened the door, I mentally prepared myself for whatever met me behind those door. I pushed the door forward and rushed into the room.
Inside the room I saw Don laying in his bed, his back against the frame of the bed, clutching at the side of his body. I rushed over to him, I couldn't clearly see what was wrong with him, the lights were off in this room as well. I rushed back toward the door to turn them on.
"No, stay with me. Don't turn the lights on." Don shouted at me.
"But, I can't help you if I can't see what's wrong with you." I screamed back at him, I was already on the verge of tears. Seeing him lying on the bed, like some kind of hurt animal took the worst tool on me.
"I'm fine. Please don't turn on the lights. Just come here and sit next to me. Please." He patted the side of his bed, a smirk spreading across his face. That little smirk was one of the reasons I had fallen for Don so hard. From the moment I had met him he was everything that I wanted in a man, the qualities I could never find in one. He was suave, intelligent, hardworking, amazing body, and an overall amazing attractive man. One that I could have only dreamed about.
I made my way to his side of the bed, moved the covers to the side and wrapped myself around his muscular arms. He moved his hand across my head, strumming his fingers through my hair. I sat there and listened to his breathing, trying to make mental notes of anything weird. I could feel his wince with every breathe he took, I hoped that it wasn't anything to serious. Honestly, I didn't know what I was doing but I wanted to be there for him, cause that's what he wanted from me. We sat there for several more minutes, the silence seemed to help him relax.
I finally worked up the courage to ask him, "So, what exactly happened?"
I looked at him, his eyes staring back at me. Something about him had changed, I could tell but I just couldn't put my finger on it. His dark blue eyes, stared back at me, more intently than ever before.
He cleared his throat, "Well, I was on a week long hunting expedition in Eastern Europe. It was the best one that money could buy. We were hunting different animals, spending most of our nights out in the wilderness. Toward the end of the expedition, we were attacked."
I rose up from bed, my interest was piqued beyond anything. "Attacked by who?"
"Honestly, this is going to sound weird but my wolves. But, not just like any normal kind of wolf. They seemed to be half man half wolf. They possessed certain attributes that were wolf like such as; hair all over their body, larger ears, wolf like agility, among others. They attacked us in the middle of the night, their howls and shouts filled the night air." I could see that with every word Don was reliving the experience. "A bunch of us, had managed to reach our Jeeps, while others screamed for help. There was nothing we could do for them, panic was filled throughout the air." He stopped there, his eyes looking out the window. The moon was not out yet, so it was dark in the room.
I brought my head underneath his chin, pulling his face back toward me, "Then what happened?"
"I managed to get the door open of one of the Jeeps, just as I was about to go inside I got grabbed. I felt the side of my body rip open and hollered out in screams. This thing had strength I didn't know was possible. I felt like I was going to die, I reached for my gun and blindly shot toward its direction. I felt myself quickly losing the battle for consciousness. I felt his grip on me let go and I managed to get myself inside the jeep. And that's all I remember. I woke up in some hospit
al in Germany with stitches across my chest and stomach. Once I was good to go I rushed home, wanting to get away from it all." His hands touched the side of my cheek, his thumb running up and down, "To ultimately get back to you." He smiled, it sent tingles down my body. I could feel myself getting wet, I hoped that he was still looking forward to fucking.
"Now I want to forget about everything that's happened. All that's been on my mind is that perfect pussy of yours." His fingers quickly traveled down, gripping my cunt on the outside of my jeans. It completely took me by surprise, a uncontrollable moan left my body.
Chapter 3: The Reveal
"I've missed you so much since my trip." Don whispered into my ear, as fingers continued to work around the seam of my panties.
His head dropped down into my neck, his lips applying sweet kisses along. I pushed my body against the bed frame, my hands pushing his head down lower. I've never wanted him so much before, this was the longest time that we had been apart. I wanted his wide tongue to roll against my slit, to give me the feelings in my body that only he could bring.
"I see someone is eager to get fucked." His bright teeth gleamed back at me.
"Very much so." I managed to respond between the moans that filled his bedroom.
His hands rose from the seam of my panties to the end of my shirt, rapidly taking off everything that covered my upper body. My breasts lay before him, his hands gripped them, which evoked grunts and moans from me. I loved when he was rough with me, when he uses me and makes me his play thing.
Once more, I pushed his head downward this time toward my bosoms wanting him to drag his tongue against them. To suckle on my mounds and let my body writhe in pleasure. He knew what I wanted, that's why he ever so slowly worked his way down my body. His lips stopping to suck parts of my neck, until his face reached mine. Our lips met for the first time since his departure, reigniting the spark that had been sizzled for so long.
His hands moved up from my tits, grasping both sides of my face, as his tongue brushed against mine. Our tongues began to fight, we interchangeably went between his mouth and mine. We seemed to want to devour each other, I know that I did. Once he got his fill, he began to work on the outside of my mounds. His fingers pinching my nipples as he strategically placed hickies around my tits, my fingers running through his black hair.
With my eyes closed, I waited for his warm mouth to reach my nubs. His tongue seemed to savor every part of my body, as he ever so slowly worked his way around my areola. With every suckle unwilling moans left my body, my mind began to lose focus and control. My arms shot to the sides of the bed, gripping at them, hoping that they may hold me down to relish this moment. Once he seemed satisfied with his torment he pressed his lips against my nipples.
A scream erupted from within, as my body began to tense. My hips began to arch into the air, but Don's forceful arms brought me back down. He always enjoyed being in control, he wouldn't let me get away from his mouth, nor did I. The tightness in the pit of my stomach was about to explode, my moans turned to shrieks, Don's mouth left my nipples and fell on my mouth. He began to passionately kiss me as my shriek left my body.
As he kissed me his teeth began to nibble on my lower lip, something that he had never done before. I felt the pain course through my body, but I didn't want it too stop. Then he bit down on me, out of the corner of my eye, I could see a small trail of blood go down.
His eyes widen and he rose up, "Fuck, I didn't mean to bite you that hard."
I laughed, the pain not really bothering me, "Don't worry about it. Just repay me by fucking me as hard as you can." I winked back at him, hoping that he would be up to fulfilling my request.
"Roger that."
His hands gripped my blue jeans and panties, with one fell swoop he had removed both. He seemed to be different than before. There was a more animalstic side to his tendencies, it was like he had greater yearning for me than ever before. I didn't mind it at all, his forceful nature was turning me on more than I though was possible. I didn't even need to drop my hand down, I knew that I was completely soaked and ready to go.
He nails dug into the side of my thighs as he spread my legs open, I bit my lip tasting my own blood. He lowered his head down and sniffed me, "God, I love the way your cunt smells."
I took it as a compliment, nobody had ever told me that before. It made me feel even more secure with him than before. I knew that he always loved my body, but him telling me that was the affirmative I needed, that every girl needed. Every girl was a little bit self-conscious about herself, but not me especially when I was with Don.
He kissed the inside of my thighs, gingerly making his way forward toward my wet cunt. His fingers were already fast at work as they twirled around my clit, gracefully applying pressure. Within seconds I could feel the warmth of his breathe on my slit, I closed my eyes knowing that the next moment would be immensely overwhelming. His tongue probed the outside of my cunt, inching closer to my slit with every wet lick.
His tongue enveloped around my cunt, my body submitting to every brush of his tongue. I grabbed a pillow and brought it against my face, throwing my screams of pleasure into it. The tightness around my pussy became to much, as his fingers went deeper into my cunt and his finger danced around my clit. I threw the pillow to the side of the bed and rose up, pushing his head harder onto my clit. He knew what was happening as he quickened his pace, my stomach heaving as my body dropped onto his body, completely exhausted. Two orgasms in a row and the night had barely begun, this was going to be something to remember.
"How did you like that?" Don asked, as he lifted his head from my pussy.
I laid on the side of the bed, my ass hanging in the air, hoping that my panting would give him the answer he wanted.
He chuckled, "Its been a while since I got a girl to be speechless. But, don't worry we aren't done yet."
He took off his silky pajama pants, I tried to raise myself but I still hadn't fully regained complete control.
"Don't worry about it. Let me do all the work."
He brought his massive cock to my face, laying it on the side of my cheek. He rose it and smacked it down on my cheek, he was going to take advantage of me. There was no way I would stop him. He fingers brought my mouth open and he slipped his cock into my mouth. He drove it deep into my throat, as I lay on the side of the bed not moving. His hand ran through my hair and clamped onto the back of my head, driving me head forward.
I felt every vein and bump of his dick as it was continually jammed into the back of my throat. With every thrust a grunt let out, I watched his balls moved forward with every humph. I had regained control of my body, but I stood still letting him have his way with me. My fingers circled around my clit enjoying every part of it, as it convulsed.
"God, your mouth is so nice. I love the way you wrap your thick lips around my cock."
With those words I gripped even harder around him, my tongue circling the helm of it. His grunts got louder, as his pace increased.
"Fuck, I don't want to finish already. I need that pussy of yours."
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and jumped down to my legs, quicker than I had ever seen him before. He spread my legs open and dove his cock deep into my pussy. All I got do was moan and bit my lip. I could hear and feel his sac hitting against my ass his he continuously impaled me with his cock.
"It just doesn't make any sense how your pussy could be so tight."
He rode me on, my fingers gripping deep into his sheets as my body began to whimper from the force of his cock.
"I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum." He kept repeating as I felt the warm release of his seed into me, a final grunt to release it all. It was met with the vibration of my third orgasm of the night.
He unmounted me and feel to my side, his heavy panting breaking through the night. I moved forward and kissed him on the cheek, my hand holding his swollen cock.
I looked at him, "I love you."
He hesitated for a second, I fea
red that he didn't feel the same way. Did I just overstep my bound? Was this not part of what he wanted me to do for him?
"I love you too. But I haven't been fully honest with you?"
I rose from the bed, wiping the sweaty hair from my eyes. "What do you mean?"
"Something changed in me since I came back from Europe. I think it has to do with those bit marks on my body. There is another reason why I called you here today."
"And the reason is what?" I got off the bed, waiting for his big reveal.
"This is going to sound stupid, almost insane. But, this is the only time of the month that I can show you this. To show you what I've become. I hope that you can still love me for who I am."
I moved back toward the bed, staring into his eyes, "You are still the man that I love and I'll love you no matter what."
"Alright, well hold off on that until the night is over. Now come over here and help me."
He moved off the bed and went toward a door at the back.
"Help you with what?"
"These." Out of the closet he pulled four enormous chains, they must have been several inches thick. They seemed like the ones that were used to hold back some kind of animal.
"And do what with them?"
"Well, attach them to the bed first. Then, to me. I need to make sure that your safe while you stay with me tonight."
"Safe from you?"
"Yea, every since that attack when there is a full moon I turn into one of them. I want you to be here and see if you still want to be with me."
I ran one of the chains through my hand, trying to wrap my head around everything that he was telling me. None of it made any sense. Werewolves were a thing of myth, just fairy tales.
He moved toward the bed and began to loop the chains around them. I went over and helped him as best as I could.