He pounds my cunt just as furiously as he rutted with Nellie. The busty elf crawls around to my face and begins kissing me on the lips and stroking my shoulders.
“He will take you to heaven,” she gasps between kisses, her tongue swirling against mine.
It takes Benjin ages for him to deliver us to the destination. His cock punishes my pussy, leaving my slick cuntlips almost as stretched and sore as my asshole. It is too much for me. Too much hard werewolf cock. And then he is filling me with hot, overflowing jets of his cum. His knot is tying us together and his cum is pouring into my womb by the magic of the dungeon.
“Yes!” I cry, my eyes going wide. “Yes! I see it now!”
Nellie was right. He is lifting me to the heavens, showing me pleasure like I have never known before and introducing me to my destiny.
“Welcome to the pack,” purrs Nellie, smashing another hot kiss to my lips. In the throes of my ecstasy, all I can do is kiss her in reply.
But I know that I’ve been mated by the werewolf.
CONTINUE >
Nellie should give up her ass to the werewolf
Stealing a glance of Benjin’s massive red cock gives me a thrill to my core. Gods, what it would feel like to have that monster inside me, rutting in my pussy! But I’m no fool. I’m not turning a beast like that loose on my behind. It was Nellie’s idea! She can try it.
“Nellie, if you would like to have a werewolf cock up your bottom, I encourage it,” I say, taking a stepping to the side and gesturing towards Benjin. “I’ll watch over you to make sure he doesn’t try anything. I mean, other than stuff his giant cock up your ass.”
“Mmmmm,” she purses her lips together as if having second thoughts. “It is rather larger. Perhaps, um, well, alright.”
She steps past me, approaching the hulking werewolf. He licks his chops, watching her heaving breasts and her swaying hips.
“Take off your clothes,” growls Benjin.
“Y-yes, right,” says Nellie, trembling slightly in the chill air as she begins undressing. She is too slow and the werewolf snarls and steps forward. I place my hand on my sword, but he is gentle with her, pulling open her robe and freeing her soft breasts. She peels her robe off completely as he fondles her mounds in his big clawed hands. He pinches and pulls on her thick pink nipples and she cries out. He leans his lupine snout closer, their steaming breath mingling as he looms over her.
“I should mate you anyway,” he growls. “I can smell your cunt, slick and eager for my cock.”
“No mating her,” I say. “Right, Nellie?”
“Right,” she says.
“Then turn around,” growls the werewolf. “Down on your knees. Show me your ass.”
She turns slowly, watching over her shoulder as she goes down to her knees and then forward onto her hands. Her huge breasts dangle beneath her, so big and low that her nipples almost touch the grass. Her slender waist flares into her wide ass and a big, plush, creamy ass that seems almost to glow in the moonlight. She arches her back for him, showing him a glimpse of the pink knot of her anus and the glistening folds of her gold-thatched cunt. Judging by that arch, she might be nervous, but she is eager to get her ass pounded by the werewolf.
“Incorrigible slut,” I mutter under my breath.
The werewolf crouches on his haunches, his clawed hands caressing, squeezing, and spreading Nellie’s ass. She whimpers as he leans his snout down and sniffs at her crack. I can see her face go bright red as his steaming breath caresses between her cheeks. His long, flexible lupine tongue slides out and laps at her pink knot.
Nellie moans and the werewolf growls, licking her crack, washing her asshole with his floppy tongue. The snorting and snuffling sounds he is making are bestial and exciting. His cock twitches and I notice a glistening drop of precum ooze out and drip to the ground. Nellie’s moans grow louder. She shudders and her big ass jiggles. I feel a sympathetic pang of lust deep in my cunt.
“Oh, yes,” gasps the elf. “Does it taste good?”
“Yes, mmpphm, yes, delicious,” growls the werewolf. “And I have a big cock for it.”
He rises higher on his haunches, sliding his clawed hands over her ass, following the contours of her hips before encircles her slender waist. He lets the heavy length of his cock thump against her wet crack. He rubs between her cheeks, dragging back and forth over the glistening pink of her delicate anus.
“So big,” moans Nellie. “Will you be gentle with it?”
“I might. Put your head down to the ground,” he growls. “And prepare yourself to be mounted.”
“Oooooh,” she croons with an obvious mix of lust and apprehension. She looks at me, her eyes heavy as she lowers her head to the ground and raises her hips even more.
“You can do it,” I mouth to her.
I think she nods in reply, although I can’t be sure, because Benjin presses his cockhead to the wet divot of her anus and rams forward forcefully. Her head jerks up and her eyes go wide. She howls in shock and probably more than a little pain as the werewolf rams the entire length of his huge red cock into her tight asshole. Her breasts swing forward with that first impact and almost slap against a face contorted in shock.
There is a pause between the first stroke and the second, but from that point forth, the werewolf is relentless. He hammers his huge cock into Nellie’s stretched hole. His furry hips spank her plush ass, cushioning the impact, but still hitting hard enough to make her hips jiggle and her tits sway.
“AHOOHHOOOOOOooo!” She cries, completely at his mercy.
“Yes! Yes, take my cock! You are a good elf bitch!” He growls, leaning over, his breath steaming through his snarling jaws. “Good elf bitch loves to be fucked! Say it! Tell me you love to be fucked in your ass, elf!”
“Ahhh! Y-yes!” She cries. “Yes! I love to… oooooOOOOOooooo… love to be fuck in my ass.”
Benjin’s relentless hammering is not the worst of it. Nellie’s wails change tone and rise in pitch and I realize there is a distinct bulging at the base of the werewolf’s cock. He thrusts forward hard, pushing this wide root into her ass and nearly making the poor elf choke on her own tongue. He stops pulling back so far and instead keep the root of his cock locked into her ass while he rocks against the creamy cushions of her rear.
“AWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!” He howls, throwing back his head.
“Ahhhh! It’s inside me! He’s cumming inside me!” Nellie roars. I can see the root of his cock twitching as he pumps his load into Nellie’s ass. He gushes again and again, leaning over her and resting against her back. He pants like a beast, his tongue lolling, his hands moving to her shoulders.
“Good bitch,” he growls. “Do you like cum in your ass?”
“Yes,” she moans with shame.
He catches his breath and then pulls back, his knot popping free of her creamed asshole and his long cock sliding out. Her bowels release a gush of cum after his cock is out. Another squirt pours down over her pussy as her ass clenches shut.
“You have made a mess of me,” she cries, lifting her head up and looking back as if she might get a better view of her own asshole. She might not be able to see the mess the werewolf has made, but you have a clear view. Her crack is awash in werewolf spunk. Filthy cream smears her asshole and her pussy and fouls her cunt hair.
“It is a mess,” growls the werewolf.
“I cannot go anywhere like this,” she says, looking at you hopefully. “Can you clean it up?”
I could tear off a strip of my shirt and wipe her ass clean. That might be the wiser choice given that Benjin’s red cock has barely retreated into his sheath. The alternative – far naughtier and appealing in its own way – would be to clean her with my tongue.
What should I do?
Clean her up with my tongue
Clean her up with a piece of my blouse
Surrender meekly to the werewolf
I don’t want to fight anymore. I don’t want to have to save Nellie or protect my chastity fr
om horny beasts. At least Benjin is half human. I lower my sword.
“Beatrix, what are you doing?” Nellie whispers.
“Run away, Nellie,” I say. “I can’t do this anymore.”
“What?” She gasps, taking a step back from me.
I toss the sword onto the grass with a thump. I unbuckle my sword belt and let it fall from my hips.
“I can’t do this anymore!” I shout to the werewolf. “I give up!”
“Give up?” He growls, claws akimbo as he paces carefully closer to me.
“No,” mutters Nellie. “No. Beatrix… no!”
She sees I am resigned to my fate. Her big blue eyes fill with emotion. I shake my head and she cries out, wordlessly, and turns to run. Benjin starts after her, but I step into his path, my head down.
“I surrender, Benjin. Isn’t that enough?”
He snarls and slams me to the soft ground with a swipe of his arm. I land badly, the breath knocked out of me as the werewolf stands astride me, his red cock twitching and glistening in the moonlight. He stares down at me with lust-mad eyes, his pink tongue lolling from his beastly jaws.
“You are enough,” he snarls, “for now.”
He seizes hold of my hair and yanks me up into a sitting position. He rakes the claws of his other hand across my blouse, shredding the materials and leaving a few pinpricks on my heaving breasts. He growls at the sight of my pert mounds and yanks the rest of my tattered blouse away. His clawed hand roughly fondles my mounds and pinches my nipples, sending hot spikes of pleasure into my core. I look up at his savage, beastly body and his twitching red cock and I know my fate is sealed.
He stops playing with my breasts to squeeze my cheeks. He forces me to look up into his lupine eyes.
“You are mine now,” he says. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” I whimper.
“Suck,” he growls, thrusting his cock towards my face.
There was no moment of hesitation, no thought of denying him his desire. I open my mouth and fill it with the beastly head of his cock. I moan around him, sucking, licking, tasting his salty ooze as his hot, twitching cock rides my tongue to the back of my throat. I stifle a gag, slurping and bobbing on his length. His clawed fingers tangle in my hair. He pushes and pulls me, working my mouth on his cock like I am some toy being used for his pleasure.
I try not to think what my father or grandfather would say if they saw me now, with my face pressed into the werewolf’s fur, his huge cock stuffing my throat and bulging my neck. What would they say if they saw they way I licked the precum leaking from the beast’s cock? What would they do if they knew how much I liked to have it warm and pulsing in my throat? I can hardly breathe and when I do inhale it is the musty scent of the werewolf’s cock.
“So good,” growls Benjin, using both hands now and fucking gently into my throat. “Good bitch. Yes. Yes.”
His eyes roll back, he pants, his tongue lolls and I look up at him as he fucks my mouth and throat. Something is swelling against my lips, something bulging and spreading my mouth painfully wide. I gurgle around his cock. Tears spill down my face. He’s no longer thinking about my discomfort; no longer being gentle. I push at his furry body, but he won’t stop. He is thrusting his throbbing knot into my mouth. I feel as if he might dislocate my jaw as my mouth is filled with that obscene bulge and my throat is stuffed with his bestial cock.
The werewolf howls so loudly that the sound seems as oppressive as his cock shoved down my throat.
Bejin’s swollen cock jerks and pulses in my throat. Hot werewolf cum gushes straight down my gullet and into my belly. There is nothing I can do to stop or even resist him as he pumps his massive load down my throat. Not that I want him to stop.
“Grrrrgggrgglll,” I gurgle gratefully around his spurting cock. The warmth and weight of his cum fills my belly. His knot plugs my mouth so that I desperately breathe through my nose to try not to pass out. He seems to linger in this position for an eternity. At last, his claws relax on my head and he slides his cock out of my throat and mouth with a loud slurp. Cum covers my tongue and drips from my chin. My throat is raw, my jaws ache, but there does not seem to be any permanent damage.
“Good bitch,” he says, rubbing his slimy cock on my gasping face.
He rests on his haunches, his knot shrinking and his cock slowly retreating into its furry sheath. He leans lover me, snuffling at my face, and licks my face clean. My tummy rumbles with all of Benjin’s cum.
“I should chase down elf,” he says, stroking me with his claw. “But I must mate first. Your mouth was too good to stop and you made me waste my seed.”
“I’m sorry,” I moan, genuinely feeling sad that I have displeased him.
“Not need sorry,” he says, flopping onto his back. “Make me hard again.”
I am beyond shame as I crawl over his furry body and nuzzle against his furry bollocks. My hand coaxes the tip of his cock out of his sheath and my tongue awakens more of his lust. I rub my face and breasts against his red cock as it slides back out. I moan and suck him more, tongue flicking against his oily slit and tasting the salty residue of his last orgasm. It is not long before I am bobbing my head against him, sucking loudly and wantonly, so lost in the pleasure of serving his bestial cock that he is forced to pull me off his hard length.
“Enough,” he growls. “I will mate you now, Beatrix.”
“Yes,” I whimper, rolling onto my hands and knees and lifting my steamy cunt up for him to see. He growls with amusement. He did not even need to tell me what to do. I assumed the position so submissively.
His cold nose presses at my backside. He nuzzles the crack of my ass and sniffs at my clenching hole. My face reddens in shame. He sniffs my pussy and runs his warm, floppy tongue over my cuntlips and into my crack. If I close my eyes, if I don’t look back at him, the shame becomes even worse. I picture the guard hound we kept in our backyard when I was a girl or the wolves I once saw in the woods when I was riding on the carriage with my father.
He lifts his lupine snout from my rear and grips me with his clawed hands. His growling voice warns me, “Time to be mated. I will fill you with pups.”
“Yes,” I moan, arching my back to offer him everything. To let him have me and breed me.
I stop worrying about the sinfulness of what is happening as he thrusts forward suddenly, mounting me and filling my pussy in a single forceful stroke. I wail as his fat cock stretches me. He grips my hips tightly, his claws digging into my pale flesh as he furiously pounds his cock in and out of my cunt. His only concern is his orgasmic release. It is an animal rutting, being fucked without concern for my own pleasure. But I cum quickly, howling, gripping at the cold earth beneath me, pushing my firm ass back against his furry body.
His cock bulges against my cuntlips as I am cumming, adding a hint of pain to my pleasure, but only heightening that pleasure. His knot pushes inside me, plugging me, and Benjin howls as he begins to fill me with his seed. The first pump of his sperm against my fertile womb is all it takes for the magic to overcome my body. The dungeon’s curse ties me to the werewolf as thoroughly as his knot. I am filled with joy, my orgasm soars to new peaks, and I cry out, “Yes! Oh, my love! Breed me! Fill me with your pups!”
We remain locked together by his huge knot long after his orgasm has filled me and bred me. I whimper beneath him, aftershocks rippling into my core.
“Soon I will hunt down your elf friend,” he growls hotly against my ear. “Soon you will both be mine.”
“Yes, my love,” I moan, another shudder running through my pussy. His knot slides out with a faint slurp and I feel the silky stream of his cum pouring out of my well-fucked pussy.
I look forward to Nellie joining me. For now, all that matters is that I belong to him. I have been mated by the werewolf.
CONTINUE >
Pleasure her plump breasts with my mouth
Nellie’s huge breasts are magnificent. Not even Yolanda O’Hara, the infamously busty wet nurse from Le
sser Crudridge, had teats that compared to the size of Nellie’s creamy mounds. Not to mention, Yolanda’s breasts drooped halfway down her belly and leaked through her blouse if she heard a baby crying. Nellie’s breasts are almost as perky as mine, but several times as big. Her pink nipples are thick and so far as I know have never been suckled by any tot.
“You are staring at me, Beatrix,” she murmurs.
I kiss her and run my hand over her soft mounds, my fingers bending her jutting nipples and eliciting a soft gasp against my lips.
“You like them?” She asks.
“I’m jealous,” I admit, running my hand back over her breasts. “So big and soft. I can’t resist them.”
“You do not need to resist them,” she whispers leaning the weight of her breasts against my hands, her lips teasing against mine. “You may enjoy them all you like.”
Her kiss sparks the fire in my core and it begins to blaze with need. I press back against her lips as I cup and fondle her heavy mounds. My thumb rub back and forth against her tender nipples, eliciting more soft gasps against the kiss. Her mouth is so sweet. I break the kiss to nuzzle against her slender neck. She strokes my shoulders.
I’m drawn straight to those lovely mounds. I bury my face in them, marveling at their softness and their warmth. She giggles as I kiss her cleavage and breathe deeply of her elf scent. She is so fresh and clean despite all we have been through together.
“Gods,” I murmur, molding her breasts against my face. I shower her breasts with kisses, pressing my lips to them again and again until I reach her pale pink areolas. I can feel the tiny bumps of them against my lips. I brush my kiss against her right nipple. I look up into those blue eyes as I run my tongue over her thick bud. She moans as my tongue gently bends her nipple. I lick around it and kiss it. I part my lips, still gazing into her eyes as I engulf her nipple and areola in my mouth and suck.
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