by Sykes, Celia
A massive orgasm ripped through my body, and with each contraction of my pussy muscles, new waves of pleasure flooded over me. The betas’ dicks spread me so thin, that even the tiniest motions against them were almost overwhelming. And as I came, the tiny pulses of my pussy sent the first beta into a full, screaming orgasm. He pulled hard on my hair as he came, and his cum sent the second beta over the edge into orgasm. And they yelped with pleasure as they came inside me. Their cum, mixing in with the Alpha’s felt incredible. As they made their final thrusts, they slapped at me and bit at each other, finally pulling themselves off of me and throwing me onto the ground on all fours.
It was time for the pack to finish. At the sight of my pussy dripping cum, the remaining wolves went wild and began to howl in anticipation, one after another, they mounted me from behind and fucked me hard, scratching at my back and pounding into my pussy. I was so wet with cum that the wolves would pull their dicks out of my pussy and slide them right into my asshole without trouble, and wolf after wolf finished in my tight asshole.
They were swiping at each other to determine who would fuck me next and tossing me against the ground when they finished with me. One by one they came inside me, scratching at my back, slapping my ass. They fucked me so hard that I could barely stay on my hands and knees, and I could feel the bruises forming all over my body. My knees felt raw from rubbing against the ground. My pussy was throbbing and swollen from being fucked so hard.
The whole time, as werewolf after werewolf fucked me as hard as they could, I felt the most incredible rush of pleasure and endorphins. They were so rough, so animalistic. It was like they had a hunger that couldn’t be satisfied. It was amazing. One by one they came inside me and slapped at me and each other until the entire pack had filled me and covered me with their cum. My pussy and my stomach throbbed with pleasure, and my tits and my face were burning with the raw intensity of the orgy.
Finally, the alpha reappeared and pushed the other wolves off of me. He had been watching from a distance, and now he was ready for a second round. My pussy was so swollen from fucking that his dick felt even bigger than before. And I was so much more sensitive that each thrust felt like it was extending through my entire body. The walls of my pussy ached as his shaft slid in and out of me. He had pinned me down on the ground and was thrusting so hard that each time he pushed himself all the way in, his balls and his hips hit me with a hard slapping noise, and the slap of his skin actually stung. Again, the pleasure and pain from such hard fucking began to overwhelm me and I couldn’t do anything but receive the amazing sensation of being completely dominated, fucked so hard I could barely see or think, and within moments, I was back on the edge of orgasm.
It was such an incredible feeling, as the alpha worked his hands over my body, rubbing my nipples, grabbing at my hips. With his dick deep inside me, I felt like I was having one long, continuous rolling orgasm, like thunder rolling in the distance, but I could feel it building and building, reaching higher and higher heights than I had ever known possible. He fucked me so hard that it felt amazing and painful at the same time, and soon it was too hard to tell what felt good and what hurt, and all I could do was moan and moan as he fucked me. And as the waves of orgasm reached up again inside me, so high now that I could barely feel anything but the amazing smashing sensation of pleasure inside me. I screamed and let the flood of sensation take me over and burst through me body, and as I came, the alpha began to cum too, and I could feel his hot cum mixing with the other cum and dripping from my pussy as he pumped in and out of my swollen cunt.
As I looked up, I could see a light on the horizon, and I wondered if it was already dawn. Had I really been fucking for that long? Then I heard it, two quick bangs: gunshots. The wolves around me scattered, and someone ran up to me: it was Luke. He and Damien had just returned from town. Damien ran over to check on me.
I sat up in the grass and tried to assure them that I was fine.
“Darling, you look like shit. Are you Ok? What the hell happened?” Damien said. “We better get you out of here.”
Luke nodded. I wanted to stay and go for another round with the pack, but I knew Luke and Damien wouldn’t have any of that. I let Luke help me back to the car and let him drive back.
What the hell, I figured. I knew where the campsite was. I’d just wait until the next day and head back for a second round. I slouched down in the seat and rubbed my sore breasts and inner thighs. I felt incredible. Poor Luke and Damien. They’d never be able to please me again. I was ruined by wolves, and I couldn’t wait for more.
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Wolf Slut 2: Bred by the Pack
© 2012 Celia Sykes
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I have another confession to make. I don’t use birth control. I never liked condoms much anyway. I prefer to feel a man’s skin sliding against the walls of my pussy. And the pill? I stopped taking it months ago. You see, as much as I loved hot, rough, foundation shaking sex, what I loved even more was the danger and the thrill of it. I liked to be slapped, and tied and thrown around, but what turned me on even more was the possibility of being ruined. The chance of getting knocked up and having my breasts and my stomach swell as new life grew inside me. Whenever I slid a cock inside myself, the idea of getting pregnant was what made me hornier than anything. I mean, come on, it’s what we’re built for. Maybe you’ve forgotten, but I know I haven’t.
I don’t think it had even started out like that, the danger and the excitement. I think it started with my love of cum. I love the way it feels as it spreads deep inside me, slick and hot against a man’s cock right after he orgasms. I love the way it tastes. How salty and thick it is. I even love it sticky on my skin. At some point, that just wasn’t enough anymore, and I wanted more from it. I wanted that extra danger, that extra thrill.
Of course, I swore off sex with ordinary men after coming across a horny pack of werewolves. They had satisfied me in ways no man had ever been able to. They were bigger. They were harder. They were rougher. After letting the whole pack gangbang me, I spent the next few weeks convinced I must be pregnant, but I knew it wasn’t likely. After all, I hadn’t been in heat.
So I waited. I waited two and a half weeks, taking core temperatures and consulting ovulation charts, until I knew it was the right time. Oh those were such long weeks. I nearly wore out my vibrator waiting all that time, and by the time I got in my little two seat convertible to head back to the campsite where I first found the pack, I was the horniest I think I’ve ever been.
For nights, I had been dreaming of the pack descending upon me, the betas pinning me down while the alpha deposited his seed deep inside me. But each time he slid himself inside me, my entire body would tremble so much that I would actually wake myself up. Sometimes I was covered in sweat, so horny that I could barely take the time to find my vibrator, instead just slipping my fingers inside myself and rubbing slowly as I imagined the wolves having their way with me, shoving themselves in all of my holes, snapping and biting, pushing me down into the ground.
But finally, it was time, and I knew the wolves would be ready for me, ready to shift into human form so they could grab me and force themselves on top of me, right there under the open sky. After the first few would have their way with me, the alpha would appear, and he would push them aside and thrust himself into me. The alpha was so large and so strong. Just the thought of him made me wild as I raced my little convertible along the winding back roads that led up into the forest that covered the foothills and stretched all the way to the mountains to the north.
By the time I reached the campsite, it was late afternoon. I hadn’t even bothered to change into suitable clothes for the woods. I wore stilettos, a tight skirt and a loose, low-cut blouse. As soon as I stepped out of the car, my heels sunk into the ground, making it hard to walk, so I pulled them off and walked barefoot out into the clearing. It was quiet, and I wondered if the wolves could see me yet, or even how they would first find my presence. Would they have heard
Just the thought that the wolves were watching me was so thrilling. I couldn’t wait for them to have their way with me, and as I walked across the clearing, the pine needles crunching underfoot, I hiked up my skirt a little higher and ran my hands up and down my thighs. They were wonderfully smooth. After a few more steps and I had reached the grassy clearing where the wolves had taken me before. I couldn’t wait any longer. I laid down in the cool grass and ran my hands over my body. I was preparing myself for them. No, I was offering myself to them. My body was theirs. I wanted them to take me.
I hadn’t bothered to wear any panties. What was the point? I knew the wolves would have just torn them off or I would have pulled them off myself. Instead I just hiked my skirt up a little higher and spread my legs. I had shaved my pussy clean that morning, and the skin was extra smooth and sensitive.
In soft, smooth strokes, I rubbed my hand over my pussy. It was already wet with excitement, and I slid my fingers up and down my little lips and across my clitoris. As much as I love my vibrator, and the rolling, screaming orgasms it gives me, I love fingering myself to get started. There’s nothing like the feeling of skin on skin, even if it’s your own skin. There’s nothing hotter than exploring your own body and letting your imagination fill in the details for you.
As I rubbed myself, I felt the little pangs of pleasure rising up through my core. I could feel the heat rising up through my body, my lungs relaxing, my breaths deepening and my pulse rising. Little by little, I rubbed with more pressure and more speed, until finally I slid two fingers inside myself and began to rub deep inside my pussy. I moaned with pleasure. I wanted them to hear me. I wanted them to smell me and hear me and be unable to resist.
I looked over to the tree line as I continued to finger myself. I could see the first wolves arriving, watching, carefully hidden. Oh but I could see them, and their presence only turned me on that much more. Within another few minutes even more of them had arrived until there were close to a dozen wolves in a loose circle around me. As they started to approach, I got even more and more turned on. Soon, I could hear them breathing as they approached. But I didn’t see the alpha, and the wolves were keeping their distance.
I needed them inside me. I was aching for them. Why weren’t they going wild? I could see that they had shifted. I could see their dicks hard in their hands as they watched me. The two betas emerged from the group and started to approach me. I was willing to take anything they would give me at this point. I was already so turned on, and the anticipation was driving me wild. I rolled over and got on all fours so the wolves could see my pussy and my asshole. I knew they could smell my arousal, my excitement, and I knew what they wanted.
Slowly, the betas approached me, sniffing my scent, circling me in smaller and smaller circles. I stood up to greet them, to roll my hips and entice them even more. Soon they were close enough to touch. I could almost feel their breath on my skin. I could feel the heat from their bodies. I couldn’t wait for them to throw themselves upon me. But they didn’t. Each one of them bent down almost to my ankles, running their hands over my body, until they had grabbed right below my calves. I wondered for a moment what they were doing, but then they growled and the rest of the pack pulled in tight and grabbed at my arms and my side, and, within seconds, they were carrying me off somewhere. I tried to struggle against them. I didn’t want to be carried. I wanted to get fucked hard. I didn’t care about their damn hands; I wanted their cocks. I wanted them to throw themselves hard against my pussy. I wanted them to make me scream with delight, and I wanted each and every one of them to cum inside me. I wanted to feel their cum dripping from me.
As I struggled, I managed to get my arms free, and this set the wolves off. The two betas started running and dragging me along the ground. I could see patches of sky and trees passing above. The grass beneath me had given way to dirt, and I tried to pull myself up as they dragged me, but it took all of my strength to try to keep myself up off the ground. The dirt and gravel beneath scraped my hands and arms, and had muddied and torn my blouse apart. After what seemed like forever, the pack slowed, and the other wolves grabbed my wrists again. Two wolves held each arm and the others grabbed my torso. After a few steps, they picked up speed again.
We were deep in the woods now. I couldn’t tell how far, but there were thick trees as far as I could see in every direction, sloping up and down the hills. Soon the wolves slowed and began to approach what looked like a cave. Was this their den? Why were they bringing me here? I did not want to go into that cave. I had to draw a line somewhere. A little dragging, a little struggle, I was all right with that. But there was something about that cave.
Then he appeared out of the darkness: the alpha. Just as big and as muscular as I had remembered. Even though I was sure I was in danger, I couldn’t help but think, I’ve been dreaming of you, baby. The other wolves placed me on the ground and formed a circle around me. Slowly, the circle parted, leaving only a path to the alpha, and that cave.
I decided to stand my ground. They had me outnumbered, and they were all stronger than me, but I had my own tools to use. Slowly I grabbed the bottom of my blouse and pulled it up over my head. Every member of the pack froze and watched as I reached behind myself and unclasped my bra, letting it hang open in the back. It still covered my breasts, and if they wanted me to take it off, I wanted to stay right there.
Slowly the alpha approached me. I could tell the scent of my fear and excitement was driving him wild. He reached out one hand to my shoulder and pulled my bra down. I could feel the circle tighten around me as my bra fell down to expose my breasts. Horny men are all alike, I thought. I knew my power over them.
But then something happened that I hadn’t expected. The alpha picked me up and through me over his shoulder and started walking back into the wolf den. As he walked, tried to struggle free, but he only held on tighter. I could see the cave mouth growing larger in front of me. If I go in there, I thought, I might never come out. But it was too late. Within seconds, the alpha had thrown me down on the ground inside the cave. The smell of the wolves hung thick around me, and I watched the rest of the pack seal off the entrance and close in on us.
What were they going to do with me? The alpha threw me down in a corner, against the dirt that formed the floors and the walls of the den, and he turned to face the other wolves. He howled, and howled, and the other wolves joined in with him, their howls growing louder and louder until the den was shaking from the noise. There was a low trembling quality to their growls. I couldn’t tell if they wanted to fuck me or kill me.
Then, in an instant, they all turned to me. I could hear them breathing in through their noses, taking in some scent. Was it me? Could they tell I was in heat? Was that it? Was this some kind of mating ritual? Were they going to breed me? I froze for a moment at the thought of actually getting knocked up by wolves. It seemed impossible, but I knew that’s why I was here, I could feel it through my body. These wolves wanted to breed me.
It was one thing to fantasize about this, or imagine the possibility, but now that it was real, I paused for a moment. Did I really want this? As I was thinking, as if by instinct, the alpha approached me and began to kiss at my thighs, working his way up towards my pussy, licking and kissing as he went. Each pass of his tongue was warm and smooth, and I could feel my worries melting away, and by the time he licked his tongue across my clit, I was back to being completely turned on. The danger of the situation made me even hotter. I was turned on and scared and I didn’t know what was going to happen next.
The alpha licked at my pussy for a while longer. I could tell he was enjoying himself. And, in the dim light, I could see the erection growing between his legs. His betas were holding back the other wolves, who were going wild at the prospect of putting themselves inside me again. They were all well muscled men, and in the dim light, their muscular bodies rubbed against each other in a kind of rhythmic dance. Last time they had just started to play with themselves, but this was different, this time it was like they were performing some kind of ritual.
At this point, the alpha stood up and put his hand around mine. He led me into the middle of the circle of wolves. He threw me down on the ground, so I was on my hands and knees. I landed on all fours, my pussy and ass presented to the alpha. I arched my back and pushed my butt back towards him, spreading my legs enough that he could see the folds of my pussy. I was presenting myself to him, and the other wolves would just have to watch.
Or so I thought... Within moments of the alpha thrusting himself inside me, two of the wolves stepped forward with their dicks in their hands. The alpha stopped thrusting as I looked at them in front of me. They pressed their dicks together right in front of my face. I looked back to the alpha, who nodded yes. The more the merrier has always been a motto of mine, so I took one cock in my mouth, and the alpha began to pound my pussy. Waves of pleasure rolled through me. Rolling might be the wrong word. Waves of pleasure, and the brute force of being fucked by someone so big and so strong filled me with such intense and amazing pleasure that it felt like an orgasm crashing over me again and again.
As he fucked me, I could hear the echoes of his skin against mine echoing through the den, even with all of these bodies around us, it was the primary sound, the hard fast whacking of the base of his dick against the lips of my pussy. God, it felt amazing. It was just the fix I wanted, and I took the wolf in front of me even deeper into my mouth as I savored the overwhelming sensation.
At this point, the second wolf shoved the head of his dick into my mouth too, and I could feel the two shafts rubbing against each other and over my tongue. It felt like more than my mouth could possibly hold, and yet they managed to stroke themselves back and forth inside me. I licked my tongue against the smooth undersides of their shafts, and over their soft tips as they moved in and out of my mouth.
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