by Amy Kyle
He smashed his throbbing chicken into her quick and irate as he was passing on to cum and when he shot his heap it was by all accounts an endless stream streaming into her vagina. Andreas
worked out each drop he could and afterward simply lay on top of her stripped body as she wrapped her legs around him and embraced him tightly. When they returned to the occupation of observing the condo the scene had changed. The randy couple was currently putting on their garments and after fifteen minutes the entryway chime rang and four shady looking characters entered, two men and two ladies. They all wore repressed garments and dull glasses and they looked like normal sorted out wrongdoing figures. On the other hand, when they started to strip off every one of their garments Rina perceived two of them. "My goodness," she cried, "that is the boss and that lady with the huge tits is his secretary Sara." The two looked at the bare gathering tasted on mixed drinks and after that the fun began. They started playing some kind of amusement like – catch me – fuck me. At last reshaped bodies were writhing everywhere throughout the floor as the dicks were sacked, ass' infiltrated and tits caressed. There was a high class, high effect blows out in advance. They are fucking on every piece of furniture they could locate. My legs are straddled around his back he is thumping and bumping in and out. They are now on her father, their boss desk. Cumming, sucking and fucking all over his office. If the boss come in here we are dead. I kissed him passionately because it turned me on more. The fear of being caught. Tony was shocked, "What are we going to do?" he solicited in a bit of a frenzy. "Try not to stress,'' she answered, "I'll hand the plate into the boss by and by and I consider both us can anticipate a significant bring up in pay. In any case, – meanwhile – why don't we have our own particular little bash and fuck every day. Tony blushes. One matter that is important to me is my love for Tony, which has been hiding until now. I desire my male parent to see the love I have for Tony. I never understood how much I still loved him until today. How I yearn for my lips to touch his. Tony burst into the room. Anna rushes over to him. They embrace. Where is he? “Oh, he is dead.” They kiss passionately. I have missed you all these years. Can we try again? “Yes, you can! Sergeant chats as he enters the room. Daddy! Anna runs to him and embrace him. “Tony and I are going to work on our relationship? Is that alright with you? “Sergeant Jones excited. “Of course it’s all right with me. Tony gets on his knees. “Will you marry me? The day of the weeding the two are in the back office and Anna still has on her wedding dressing dress. They said I do and ran to the back to fuck while the guest was waiting to party and share their excitement for the nuptials. The dress is hiked up as Tony is pounding Anna like no tomorrow. The wedding attendees are dancing and having fun as these two are having fun in a back office. Anna is not straddling Tony, he is moaning, groaning and enjoying this good fuck he is getting. No one does it like Anna. He is now on the couch in the office on top of her. She has her legs so up in the air one would think she was a gymnastics. “Fuck me baby, fuck me!” The more she makes noises the more he pounds. He is now licking her pussy and again her legs are up. Now they are 69 and enjoying every lick, every suck. They are done so they think, but Anna begins to lick around the head of Tony’s dick. He is relaxed and in another land. He is grinding as she is sucking than suddenly he lets it out in her mouth. No one more time. They do it all over again. What the hell they are now husband and wife. “Now we are done until next time.” Anna says in a sexy tone. They exit out to join the crowd who cheers them on.
THE END
Alpha’s heart
There was a chill in the air and a light, wet haze covered everything I could see in the pale moonlight. My senses guided me through the trees as I clutched my rifle close to me. For once, the field was quiet, but I knew that was only because we hadn’t been spotted yet. As soon as me or one of my men made the wrong move the whole land would come alive with an uproar of bullets and blood.
Thankfully, I was the only one still in human form. I usually was, but only because my job was the most precious. As soon as we neared the base I had to take the sentry out while my brothers, still in wolf form, took the base. This time, however, I knew it wouldn’t be so easy. Vampires are never easy. Then again, taking out the cold-blooded freaks would be even harder to do for a ‘normal’ person. Normal people… Do they even really exist?
The entire reason my unit was made was to take out those leeches. In some ways, I could be grateful to the men who made it possible, but for my boys and I, something about the whole thing was just…unsettling. Night after night we’d stalk the fallen remains of battlegrounds long after the winners and losers were decided. Do they think we’re cowards? I wondered, eyeing a wolf’s tail and then another on my opposite side. We’re wolves, not vultures.
I growled, feeling my wolf stirring and clawing at my heart. Just a few feet ahead, I could see a dim light coming out from a short structure in the distance. As we neared the clearing, I slowed down and then stopped completely. I held a hand up to tell the others to stop and all at once, the air was still. Very faintly, I could hear my pack’s breaths. The slow, controlled breaths we had to do in order to keep the vampires off our tracks.
Where are you…? I wondered as I scoped out the base with my night vision binoculars, looking for a trace of movement. Perched atop a tower overseeing the whole base, I could make out subtle movements. I raised my rifle and took aim, but as I slid my finger onto the trigger and peculiar scent graced my nose. After giving my head a firm shake, nearly knocking my helmet off, I readjusted my hold on the weapon only for it to falter again. Out of frustration, I growled and tried to pin the scent to a memory. The sweet, Earthy scent reminded me of something, but I couldn’t remember what.
My ear twitched on upon reflex as someone shifted back into human form and walked up behind me. I could tell it was Jack based on his heavy, musky scent now covering the old scent’s. Growing more frustrated, I snarled at him, but he put one of his heavy hands on my shoulder.
“Hey, what’s the hold up?” he asked in a whisper right into my ear.
I tapped his hand twice, signaling him to let go. As his hand slipped off, I replied, “There’s something weird about that guy up there. He doesn’t smell like a normal vampire.”
Jack coughed up a dry laugh. “So? Take him out.”
A part of me wanted to reach back there and punch Jack right in the shoulder. No matter what we did, he always had to be so short sighted. No, there has to be more to it than that. “I want to investigate,” I stated, taking a step forward. I turned around as the other wolves walked up beside Jack. “I’m going up there to check it out for myself. I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to go in, all right? If you don’t see the signal for a while, well then…”
Jack crossed his arms, glaring at me. “I hope your hunch is right, Ross.”
I smirked and said, “Hasn’t steered me wrong yet.”
The soldier wearing only a few weapon belts and a large backpack nodded to me and the wolves around him scattered into various sections of the forest—surrounding the base. I took a deep breath and turned to the structure. Just the size of it made my heart skip a beat, but I was determined to see why I couldn’t pull the trigger.
In the back of my mind, I didn’t truly know whether this was the right choice or not, but as I ascended the tower, I felt surer in my decision. It was easy to convince the others that I was confident, but much harder to convince myself. I climbed up the tall, thinly built structure with one hand since the other was holding my rifle, but eventually I made it to the top.
Standing before me, back facing me was a soldier unlike any other. The scent that rolled off of them was sweet—almost like perfume and they weren’t the size of a regular soldier at all. They were big—bigger than I thought their uniform could fit them, and yet, I found myself enjoying the size. They wore a tight outfit of cameo, but part of their midsection was exposed. I knew it’d be too easy to kill them, so I figured that I could do them a favor and spare them sin
ce I had the choice.
I crept up behind the unsuspecting soldier, pulling out my knife to hold against their throat as I raised my foot to kick the gun out of their dangling hand. The solder flailed in my grasp and it was difficult to keep a hold of them, but digging into my werewolf muscle helped to keep them secure.
“Pl-please! Oh, please! Have mercy!” cried a feminine voice, making me stop for a moment.
Am I hearing things…? “What was that, soldier?” I asked for confirmation.
“I… I…” The voice choked out, making me release my grip a little. “I don’t want to die…”
Oh my God! A woman… A woman…here? Of all the places. It’s weird. She doesn’t smell like them… She’s even feels warm. I clicked my tongue disapprovingly. “Hey now, no one’s killing anyone.”
“Yeah…?” she asked weakly, now trembling in my hands.
“Yeah,” I replied as I pulled my knife away, but pulled her weapon to me with my foot. Just in case you decide to change your mind… I thought as I looked down at the pistol. She turned around to mouth the words, ‘Thank you,’ but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand. Looking around at the other stations, I asked, “So, where is everyone else? Looks like it’s just you.”
She clutched her arm, looking away as she said, “Yeah, well… The guys said that they didn’t need the extra protection ‘cause I’d do well enough. No one goes after guys like them.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You say it like you’re not one of them either.”
For a moment, she looked as though she was stumbling through her options. I knew what the base was full of, blood sucking husks, but something about her was different. The way she carried herself and the way she looked at me with her big, blue eyes made something in me stir. Eventually, my gaze went past her eyes and down her body, checking every curve and perfectly shaped handle.
For the first time in a while, I felt my heart racing for something other than a kill or an order for my brothers and me. After spending all of my time with men, day in and day out, the lust kept in my wolf was begging to get out as shown by the growing bulge fighting with the fabric of my pants. A hand started to drift down to my zipper, but I snapped out of my daze when the woman said, “W-well, I might actually not be like them, but my brother is… He’s the whole reason I’m up here now.” She sighed. “I just wanted to help…”
This woman doesn’t seem so dangerous. If I distract her for long enough, then I’ll probably be able to get my boys in safely… How to keep her distracted…? My mind searched for answers, but it kept coming back to her different features. Everything about her in that instance seemed to get my blood rushing from her golden blonde hair tied up under her hat to the breasts hardly concealed under her vest. Licking my lips imagining making the cute female drip for me, I finally realized what I’d been missing from the second I saw her. Oh… I know just what to do…
“Heh, well… I think you were doing a pretty great job if I’m to be honest,” I said with a smile.
She perked up a little and asked, “Really?”
I nodded slowly, subtly adjusting myself from outside my pants. She giggled quietly. I added, “I couldn’t even see you. That’s why I had to come up here—to get a closer look.” Taking a step forward, holding my hand out, I said, “My name is Ross by the way.”
Hesitantly, she put her soft, warm palm in mine. “I’m Rose.”
I hummed and said, “Ah, Rose is such a nice name.”
Thanks to my enhanced vision, I could see the speckles of red dashed across her plump cheeks. “Th-thank you,” she choked out, uneasily putting all her weight on one leg and then the other.
“Damn,” I started to say in a husky voice, drawing nearer, “You act as sweet as you smell and as lovely as your name, Rose.”
Her eyes widened in alarm and my stiffness pulsed from inside of my pants.
“Y-you really think that…?” she asked with her eyes almost closing as my hands came up to caress her sides.
“Mm-hmm,” I hummed in reply, one of my hands reaching to cup her cheek. I stroked it with my thumb as I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers, holding the kiss just long enough for my fingers to slip up her shirt. Rose gasped into my mouth as I tease her right nipple with my finger tips and then the other, feeling the little nubs getting harder thanks to my tentative touch.
Rose pulled away from my kiss before I could sneak my tongue into her mouth, but she pressed her forehead against mine. Hoarsely, she whispered, “That feels good, Ross, but do you really think now is…?”
“I can’t think of a better time… I have to make up for startling you earlier, don’t I?” I might just enjoy this more than you will, Rose. How many of these guys ask to lick you with their dirty little fangs, huh? Let me show you what a real man can do…
By the time Rose could giggle again, my hand fell out of her shirt and the finger tips dug at the lining of her pants. Nails grew into claws, my wolf lusting for more of her as the seconds went by. She squirmed in my grasp, and as I worked my way farther and farther, brushing my fingers past her slightly furred mound and teasing her lips with my hand I could already feel that she was ready for me—even without my tongue to make her hot or my fingers to stretch her.
A grin grew wider across my face and my cock throbbed, wanting so badly to be in her tight little snatch. Before I forgot to, I raised my hand to give the signal and my trained ears could hear the wolf shifters hidden in the forest dashing onto the base to start the attack. To keep Rose distracted, I undid her pants with the hand once cupping her face and with my other, I ran two fingers up and down her labia, feeling them getting wetter by the second. Her entrance gushed when I finally prodded it with my two fingers, but she started to catch onto the screams and shouts going on in the background.
“Hush, don’t worry about them,” I reassured her as I looked into her eyes. “It’s just you and me. They can handle whatever it is. They’re vampires, right?”
“I…I guess so…”
“There we go…”
Many years later…
Back when I was younger, a woman would usually be the victim of my morning cock-stab, but these days that honor belonged to my blanket. This morning was slightly different from usual, however. Since I had such a thick, long cock, it drooled near my thigh, but this time there wasn’t any sign of a wet spot. Stretching my arms out and letting out a yawn, I could really feel my solidness begging for some attention.
Each throb earned a stroke, but looking over at my alarm made me groan. Ugh… He’s gonna be calling any moment now telling me what he wants. Last thing I wanna do is start jacking off only to get blueballed. I growled and scratched my chest. It was always an odd thing to go to sleep as a wolf only to wake up as a man. The faint remnants of my dream had me believing I was chasing a few rabbits through a field, but as I started to come back the rabbits turned into soldiers and it was like I was in the war all over again.
Their pale white faces, the moonlight, and the mist. It was a confusing thing for me. At one end I hated it. I hated everything I’d ever done or been told to do, but at the same time I was one of the lucky ones. I was one of the survivors and my time in the war could forever be a part of the stories I’d tell my grandchildren. The time of the “glory days.” Grandchildren when I don’t have so much as a fuck-buddy at my side… I scoffed, denoting the thought as I swung my legs over and stretched them out.
Throughout my thoughts, my hard-on persisted. The blood of a shifter is said to be warmer than a normal person’s. Add in that I belong to the wolf shifting family and alongside the warmth, I have a libido to go along with it. It could be fun some days and a complete pain another. Either way, even if I found a woman that liked me, it was rare that she was able to keep up with me for very long. Not that I minded since I had variety, but sometimes I liked to think that just one would stay with me for one more night.
I shook my head clear of the thoughts and hopped out of bed. As I walked into the bathroom
, naked, my cock bobbed with every step I took. Not realizing it, I ended up pawing at myself at every chance I got. My touch felt nice on the stiff rod, giving me just enough pleasure to keep me going and I earned a few beads of thick pre-cum from it. “Mmff, yeah…” I groaned purely out of lust, bucking my hips into my hand as I brushed my teeth.
One look in the mirror let me know how far I’d gone into letting the lust take me. The few streaks of grey in my otherwise jet black hair sat right above my fluttering eyelids. My mouth, surrounded by a thick outline of facial hair hung open, letting one hot breath escape after the other.
Before I knew it, I was standing in the shower, hand pumping my cock faster and faster as the hot water ran down my body. I moaned and groaned quietly, loving every second I took to handle my raging, tan and pink colored member. A hand squeezed out some soap and brought it down to my balls, washing them mid-fondle as my hand squeezed my shaft harder.
My breaths got shorter the more I played with my balls, rolling them on my palm, imagining a woman doing it for me. A nice, plump woman with soft hands and a smile on her face. Oh yeah, baby… That’s it…! I thought as I threw my head back, letting out one spurt and then another across the shower walls. I panted hard, hardly able to stand on my shaky legs. As my thoughts started to clear, the haze surrounding the woman’s face disappeared and all at once, I remembered who I’d been imagining: Rose.
“Gah! God dammit…” My thoughts to that of scorn against myself. “Fuck… Fuck…” I growled, washing the soap off of my spent sex. “Every time I do this I always think of her… Why?” It was a question I already knew the answer to, and yet, I asked it every chance I got nonetheless.