More Monstrously Inhuman Short Stories of...

More Monstrously Inhuman Short Stories of Lust

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Shani’s body shivered in excitement and anticipated
fear. There were so many, all like Fen but also so different. Some had white
fur, some black, there were even some reddish-brown wolves in the pack. Like
their fur, so too did their cocks come in a variety of colors. Shani was used
to seeing Fen’s bright red cock swollen with his hot crimson blood. She thought
that was naturally the color of all werewolf meat, but apparently they could be
blue, black and silver. Only their shape and impressive size remained
consistent between the wolves waiting for her. Oh how they waited for her,
proudly howling at the moon with massive meaty knots swelling at their bases.

“It is time…” Fen said in his gruff voice
while his furry paws gripped her waist from behind. She could feel his
throbbing cock poking her, and she could feel his heart beating like a wave out
of his chest and into her.

“Are you nervous?” he continued with
genuine concern. He was an intense person both in and out of wolf form, but he
had always cared for both Shani and her sister in a quiet and stoic way. Shani
was originally very scared of his intense stare and immense nature, but four
years of getting to know him better let her fall back comfortably into his
silver fur to await his meaty appendage.

“Not if you lead the pack.” she said
smiling over her shoulder.

Without another word, as was his quiet and stoic
nature, he spun her around and lifted her up to begin licking her warm pink
flesh. She was already naked; all except her shoes, that is, for walking in the
forest to this destination. Her young virgin pussy wanted the preparation of
coitus first created with warm licks of Fen’s long tongue. She felt like her
body was screaming with glee at his forbidden moist touch. He lifted her,
spread her, and laid them both down in the flowers and weeds of the glen in one
elegant and fluid motion of his body as he licked her kindly. Shani knew he
would start this way, for he was a gentleman. He always tried to make sure she
was comfortable and happy, even if all she was doing was watching him and her
sister mate like animals. The other wolves of the pack would have to wait, but
they panted with excitement. Shani knew it would get wild soon enough when she
found herself in the middle of this mating frenzy.

Until then she was getting something she had waited a
long time for. She could remember the very first time she watched Camille take
a tongue licking. Fen stared at her with his glowing eyes the whole time he
licked her sister’s wet pussy lips. His tongue may have skillfully lapped at
Camille’s juices as it stroked her clitoris, but the whole time he did it his
eyes were focused on her. He always wanted to mate with her, and it took him a
great deal of control to restrain himself from taking her now like his bitch in
heat. He was fighting his desires to spring up like the beast he was, and start
savagely thrusting his cock deep inside her virgin body while clamping his maw
down upon the back of her neck. She had seen him loose control on Camille so
many times before. With the twitching of his anticipating body, even his usual
long and delicate tongue strokes were wavy and sloppy, she knew he would soon
give up this delicate foreplay and be the first amongst his pack to fill her
with his seed.