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by Champagne Jackson

  “As you wish,” he said, finally, and I threw back my head in delight when I felt his mouth make contact with my pussy.

  I let out another shriek, this time of delight, as his tongue slid over my wet lips, sliding inside of me and thrilling me. His tongue was long—almost inhumanly long. I had noticed it only a little bit when I was kissing him but now, it was all the more apparent.

  I sighed and closed my eyes as he licked me, whimpering and shaking as his mouth moved over my pussy, sucking at my wet folds, his tongue invading my hole, working its way inside and lapping at my juices.

  “Oh, god, it’s so good… Just like that, Liberty,” I whimpered. I pressed my hips forward, urging him to lick me further, urging him to lick me deeper. “Eat it, you beast,” I groaned.

  He chuckled and for a second, I found myself second guessing what I was doing. Who the hell was this man I had between my legs? Should I be letting him do this?

  On the other hand, I was tired of being a good girl. I was tired of only having creepy old truckers give me a second look at the convenience store. I had earned this handsome stranger between my legs, I decided, and I was going to take my reward.

  “Oh, god, yes!” I moaned, pushing his face further into my pussy, pressing my clit into his nose. He began to eat me ravenously, like a wolf digging into its prey. Yes, his prey—I felt like his prey and I loved it. I wanted to be his prey. I wanted to be devoured by this handsome “beast”—whatever that meant. I didn’t care what it meant. All I cared about was his hungry lapping, the grunts I made in time with his ragged, husky breathing.

  “Oh my god,” I all but screamed. “Liberty, I’m cumming!”

  His hungry attack on my clit had yielded results and what results! I shrieked as I came, my pussy convulsing, pressing my hips forward to capture his head between my legs.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” I squealed. “I’m cumming!”

  It was the best orgasm of my life up until that point and the first I’d ever been driven to by another person. I lay back on the counter, staring up at the fluorescent lights in the ceiling. I could let Liberty stay here tonight, I decided.

  I could let him stay here and then I’d get to the convenience store early the next morning, before my parents, to wake him up and kick him out and maybe get a little more of that tongue…

  “Enjoy yourself?” he said smoothly, rising to his feet.

  “You have no idea,” I replied, my voice all but a whimpered whisper.

  I could see the bulge in his pants and I reached forward, hoping to unzip them and get a look at his package which was pretty impressive, as far as I could tell. However, he batted my hands away and gave me a severe look.

  “Maybe another time. Can I stay here for the night?”

  “Only if you show me what you’ve got down there,” I said mischievously. “You’ve got to let me repay the favor.”

  “I’m not sure that would be a good idea…” he said slowly, catching my hands again as I tried to reach for his crotch and pushing them away, holding me strong by the wrists.

  “Why not?” I whined, desperate to get a look at his cock.

  “Just because…”

  Suddenly, his face became distant. He was looking over my shoulder and I followed his gaze. It was focused on the moon, a full, beautiful white orb barely visible through the window.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked, feeling the tension in the air. Something had changed. Of that I was certain.

  “Get out,” Liberty whispered. “Get out as fast as you can. Run.”

  Werewolf

  “Run? Run where? What? What’s going on?”

  “Get out!” he roared. Already, he was… Changing. That’s the best way I could describe it. He was growing in size. Already, he was a big man but now, he was gaining an inch with each passing second.

  His face grew longer, forming into a cruel looking snout and his teeth grew as well. Simultaneously, hair sprouted all over his face, as if his thin beard were growing rapidly, faster than anyone’s beard could possibly grow.

  “What’s going on?!” I shrieked, shying away from him.

  “Get out! I told you I was a beast…” Liberty grunted in reply. His voice had changed too. Where before, it had been smooth, sexy, husky and delicious, now it was guttural and frightening.

  His clothes ripped, leaving his jacket and pants in tatters around his muscular, hairy body. He was a wolf, I realized—a werewolf! There was no way this was possible. Reason revolted at the thought but there, before me, was undeniable proof.

  “Get away from me!” I screamed, climbing over the counter as best I could, leaving my pants and underwear behind. Liberty took a step towards me, saliva dripping from his cruel, beastly mouth.

  The wolf opened its mouth wide and licked its lips. I gasped as how long his tongue was… I couldn’t help but remember Liberty’s tongue between my legs, how long and powerful it was. I guess that was where it came from…

  Speaking of long things between legs, I caught sight of the long, knotted cock sticking out, hard and throbbing between Liberty’s legs. It was hairy and vile looking. I guess he was still turned on… And, in horror, I realized he would be coming after me.

  I scrambled out the door, running as fast as I could, with Liberty bounding after me. I took off towards the forest behind the convenience store. I had an advantage in that I knew where everything was. I knew how to pick my way through the woods whereas for Liberty, this would be unfamiliar territory.

  At least I had that, I thought grimly as I picked my way into the woods, branches scraping my butt and my soft skin, my feet getting cut up by rocks and sticks on the ground.

  Liberty was behind me, however, so I couldn’t stop. I refused to stop. Whenever I looked over my shoulder, I could see him coming, leaping from tree to tree, running on all fours sometimes and on two legs other times. God, but he was fast. And he was still hard—his cock, long and violent looking, lusting after my body…

  I was gasping for air before long. I had to slow down or else I was going to pass out. But still, Liberty was behind me. My feet were bleeding, I was positive, and my hips and legs were dotted with scratches.

  Suddenly, I came to a low branch sticking out across my path and pitched over it. I went flying into the ground face first, eating a mouthful of sticks and leaves.

  In a second, Liberty was on top of me. I felt his huge weight pressing into my and his cruel, sharp fingers digging into my skin.

  “Don’t hurt me,” I whined, squealing and closely my eyes as his face leaned in close, sniffing me. His long wolf tongue reached out and ran along my neck and I gasped. It felt incredible, even if it was the most terrifying moment of my life.

  And then, I realized, Liberty was shrinking! Of course: we were in the forest, blocked from the moon. He was going back to normal: his face shrunk and his snout retracted into his skull while the hair disappear from his face. He was still as big as before but now he crouched over me, totally naked. His cock, I noticed, had hardly shrunk at all and was still a huge, cruel looking knot.

  Still, even if he looked like a human once again, it seemed he hadn’t completely changed back. He spread my legs roughly and pressed the tip of that huge cock against my pussy. Despite everything that had happened, I was still incredibly wet—wetter than I had ever been in my life, I bet.

  No matter how wet I was, his cock was still enormous and I screamed as he forced it into me, pain and pleasure lancing through my nerves as his meat invaded me. I wanted it. I wanted him so badly at that moment that I couldn’t even think about how it was happening: there, in the middle of a forest at night, this wolf taking me by force and me, loving every second of it!

  He forced his cock in to the hilt, the knot working its way inside of me and expanding, locking me to him. I whined and squealed, my pussy feeling like it was being ripped apart as he began to thrust into me, hard and fast, brutal, uncaring. It was incredible for a first time. It was terrifying and I shrieked and groaned with each of
his thrusts.

  The pain was incredible as was the pleasure—I’d never been so full. I somehow felt complete for the first time in my life, with Liberty’s long cock tearing my formerly virgin pussy apart.

  “Oh, god, Liberty, please!” I moaned. “Harder! Harder!”

  He fucked me like an animal. Because he was an animal, I realized. I screamed and screamed again, my hips rising to meet his fierce fucking thrusts. I grabbed his muscular ass, pulling him deeper into me as he pounded my poor, poor pussy, driving his meaty rod into my hot, wet core.

  “Harder,” I groaned again. I tried to pull him in for a kiss but instead, he hooked his fingers under my shirt and tore it, along with my bra, from my skin, freeing my bountiful breasts. Then, he attached his lips to one of my nipples, biting down hard and drawing blood before suckling ruthlessly.

  Before I knew what was happening, I was coming, my pussy erupting between my legs as he continued to pound me.

  I felt like my whole body was aching and on fire, pleasure erupting from deep within as Liberty’s hips continued to work, driving his meat into me, the sore walls of my pussy convulsing around him.

  That must have driven him over the edge because after a moment, I felt his cock begin to twitch inside of me. Hot, sticky streams of cum invaded my pussy, filling me up. I moaned and dug my fingers into his flesh, leaving deep scratches.

  Not that I cared if I scratched him up: after what he had just put me through, he deserved it, as far as I was concerned.

  “Oh, god, Liberty, Liberty, Liberty…” I moaned.

  “Tashandra,” he grunted. “Fuck, Tashandra!”

  With that, the last powerful spurt of seed spilled into my womb and he forced his cock out of my aching, sore cunt with a loud pop. I was panting as I lay back, staring up at the cloudy night sky, Liberty still crouched over me.

  “That was incredible,” I whimpered.

  “I’m sorry,” he said. I was surprised for a moment but then I decided that no, an apology was probably in order.

  “It’s… It’s okay.”

  “I’m sorry. I told you to run. I told you. I’m a beast. I’m a monster. I need to stay away from the full moon on nights like this. Otherwise I… I can’t control myself.”

  “I noticed,” I said wryly, pulling him close for a kiss. He kissed me back, his fingers toying with my bleeding nipple. I winced as he touched me. He leaned down to my breast and with his long tongue, lapped gently at the slight wound, licking up the blood. It felt incredible, the way his tongue, slightly rough like a wolf’s, twirled around my hardened nub.

  “That feels good,” I whispered.

  “That’s the idea,” he replied with a chuckle. I punched him gently and reached down to find his cock, sloppy and sticky with our cum. I stroked it with my small hands, barely able to contain it. I found it growing in my hands and before I knew what was happening, Liberty had straddled me around the chest.

  He slid his cock between my breasts and held them tight around his meat, starting to fuck my generous tits. It felt delicious and incredibly naughty, the feeling of his hot cock between my breasts, sliding forward and back.

  The tip inched towards my lips and I opened my mouth hungrily, taking him in and sucking, sucking as it came near my lips. I shot out my tongue and teased his tip and even captured the cockhead in my mouth when it neared my lips.

  “Mmm, your body is gorgeous,” Liberty murmured. “I love your curves. I love your tits. I love your ass. I want to make you mine.”

  “I might as well be yours,” I said softly, reaching up to stroke his face. “You basically just mated with me, didn’t you?’

  He grunted as he thrust his cock into my lips and smiled. “I guess I did.”

  “I’m your bitch now,” I said teasingly, working my tongue into the tip of his cock, tasting the salty and sour cocktail of our juices still clinging to his dick. He reached around behind my head and pulled me forward, sliding his massive cock into my mouth.

  I gagged a little as it hit the back of my throat but found a way to hold it together as he began to thrust into my mouth, taking up a steady rhythm as his meat invaded my mouth over and over, sliding in and out, all the way down my throat and then out. I gagged again but began to bob my head, swirling my tongue around his delicious werecock.

  “Oh, god, Tashandra, you’re so good with those lips,” he moaned. One of his fingers found its way down to flick my nipples as I sucked him, bobbing my head back and forth, back and forth. I found my own rhythm and suddenly, it became easy, except for how large it was.

  I’d always been attracted to the idea of blowjobs and I’d always fantasized about giving one to a sexy, big, rough guy—a guy like Liberty—even though I’d never have admitted that to my friends. I had to play the good girl, the good virgin, and pretend like I thought the idea of giving a boy a blowjob was “ewww, gross!”

  In fact, it drove me wild and I would lie awake at night, rubbing my pussy through my panties and imagining a big, powerful cock in my mouth, my tongue swirling around it. I would feel it throb in my mouth and then, suddenly, without warning, it would explode…

  And here I was, living the fantasy. Liberty grunted as he pumped my mouth, gripping my hair tight. Even the way he held my hair drove me crazy. I wanted more, more of it! And I wanted him to finally cum in my mouth.

  “Ugh, god!” he groaned. “I’m cumming again!”

  And so he was—hot, long spurts of cum spilled out of his cock, shooting down my formerly virgin throat. I lapped up his cum obediently, sucking it down like a good girl.

  I was his mate, I had decided, the wolf’s bitch and his cum was mine to swallow. I had thought of spitting it all out like I knew my girlfriends did but there was no way I’d ever do that. Liberty’s cum was mine to swallow and mine alone.

  His cock grew soft in my mouth as I finished milking it for its salty treat. He slid out of my mouth with a loud pop and I lay back with a pleased sigh, my throat pleasantly sore from the fucking.

  “That was something else,” Liberty said with a pleased sigh.

  We cuddled together for a few minutes, his strong arms engulfing me and stroking my belly slowly. Finally, I asked the question that had been on my mind the entire time.

  “What’re you going to do now?’

  “Now?” he asked.

  “Are you going to leave?”

  “I suppose,” Liberty said with a shrug. “I’m sort of a wanderer.”

  “You… you could stay here.”

  “Here?”

  “In the forest. You’d be safe from the moon.”

  I blushed. And the most important part?

  “And you’d be close to me,” I said finally, blushing.

  “I’d like that,” Liberty said. I could see his sharp teeth glinting in the pale moonlight, the moon itself still thankfully obscured.

  “And I could bring you food. Every day, I’d come to see you. And you can do whatever you want to me…”

  The idea delighted me. I felt him growing hard too, so it must have delighted him as well, his cock pressing against my ass.

  “You can take me whenever you want. I’m all yours now.”

  “Oh, I know,” Liberty said with a growl. “I know.”

  Submission

  And with that, I felt him rise up on his haunches, pressing his cock against me once more. I gasped with delight and bent over, arching my back and letting my thighs spread.

  I whimpered as I felt his huge girth pressing against my tight little hole, no longer pure and virginal but completely, and absolutely, claimed—claimed by this beast of a man. I had his cum inside of me, had his seed burning deep in my belly.

  And I wanted more of it.

  And I could tell that he wanted to give it to me.

  I grunted as he impaled me with his cock, as the heat of his flesh invaded my core. I gripped my breasts hard, face down and whimpering as Liberty’s cock pressed deeper and deeper into my hole.

  “Oh, god, you’re s
o big…” I gasped, whimpering like a child as he took me again. I was sore from our last round of love making and my body groaned with delight as he pressed deeper and deeper into my tightness, into my wet core.

  “It’s all for you, Tashandra,” the wolf man gasped as his cock slid into me, inching its way out before pressing back, deeper and deeper into my constricted wet core. I threw my head back, red curls cascading down my back as he began to pound me, taking me like an animal, a true animal, with no concern for my welfare, no concern for me, just a total beast.

  “All for you,” he growled again, grabbing me hard by the hair. I screamed in agony, terrified and delighted by this new, rough addition to our love making.