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You know what today means Yup trying to ride this wave of creative juice to the end. This one is a little different. I was asked to write this and hopefully do it justice for the reader. Not my usual I think but it turned out ok. Remember if you want one of your ideas fleshed out send it my way and I will see what I can do. On with the story. She really couldn’t say what attracted her to him. He seemed to be a normal looking guy. Sure it was jeans and a dress shirt but it seemed to fit in okay with the relaxed<b> vibe </font></b>of the bar. He was drinking bottled beer and seemed to be having a good time with a group of friends. She guessed they were work acquaintances and not his old fraternity friends. She saw no rings so they were either dedicated players or just a group of singles. She often watched people in the bars. It was a side effect of her job as a videographer and having to watch countless rehearsals and practice sessions. She went out with her girlfriends to a different bar each weekend. More often than not they were as horny as she was and they always seemed to find a decent hookup for the rest of the weekend. Tonight was no different and she and Michelle met here in a cozy little brick fronted building near downtown. Neither one had been here before and after getting the feel of the bar they were quite content to just stay at the bar in a couple of bar stools. She had to admit that the stools did flatter their asses as they leaned forward to flirt and tease the older bartender. She guessed the place was mainly an after work spot and then picked up a little at night with the downtowners looking for a quiet place to drink. She had noticed the group at the pool table. They had seemed to have taken over the area and one of the adjoining booths. The game seemed friendly but what could she tell from just glancing in the mirror on the one wall. She and Michelle did accept the drinks that were sent to them from the group and she felt that the ice would indeed be breaking. Michelle seemed to settle on the light skinned African American and gave him all her attention, from flirty touches to her radiant smile. He was conquered and all she needed to do was claim her prize. That left her with the remaining two guys from the party. They younger of the two was working his ass off to impress her. He had done everything from brag about his car, to obsessively stare, to flaunt his new job and income, but nothing he did really seemed to impress her. The older of the two was quietly finishing his beer and adding to the conversation when he felt that there was a lull. And there were a lot of lulls. Her defences were up when she was pressed so obviously by someone. Instinctively she leaned towards the older of the two. She found out he was called Wolfe and he was involved in some form of business. The younger of the two could feel something was off and his flirting was failing. So when the pool table was free he challenged her to a game. She didn’t like the challenge and set out to beat him soundly. She did. You didn’t spend as much time as she did inside bars without picking up your way around a pool cue. She cleaned his clock clearly and didn’t need to resort to too many specialty shots to do it. He was humbled and before he could lash at her Wolfe was there and sending him home before he was too drunk to drive. It was a very subtle way of saving face for him and her as well. At least there would be no hurt feelings and bitter exchanges between them later. She hadn’t really noticed that she had been manipulated until looking at it later. She and Wolfe sat for another drink and made small talk. She flirted and teased him and he smiled and took it good naturedly. He mentioned a nearby apartment and she insisted that she needed to see it. A quick stop for at a coffee shop on the way and she was on his threshold. Looking back she would say that his presence was reassuring to her. That she felt comfortable with him much like you would with a you had raised from a pup. His touch was gentle but you could feel the strength behind it. She wondered to herself if he was a CrossFit guy. Opening the apartment to her and taking her coat he let her wander. It was obvious he had taste. The woods were all deep and rich and leather couch seemed to scream both comfort and sensual richness at the same time. The massive windows looked out on the street below and followed the traffic down the busy boulevard. Kitchen counters were granite and from the looks of the stove and refrigerator he either knew what he was doing in a kitchen or it was an elaborate set up to fool her into thinking that. She was standing at the windows looking out when he approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her from behind. His nose and mouth went to the back of her head and she could feel him pull her back into him. She felt very comfortable against his chest. It was almost soothing to her. His nuzzled against her and she could feel his lips kissing the tender flesh at the back of her neck. Her nipples popped instantly. He had found one of her hidden erogenous zones and was working it like a master. His arm rose higher around her and she knew he could feel her excited nipples. More and more he kissed and licked at her neck. She threw her head back and moaned aloud. Both his hands worked her blouse buttons and soon she was standing in only her bra. His mouth had moved over to her right shoulder and continued to graze on her tender sensitized flesh. She pushed back against him with her bottom this time and was rewarded to feel how hard he was. She rubbed against his erection and was secretly thrilled when his hands rose to her nipples and claimed them. She moved cautiously and reaching behind her pressed her hands to his hardness. She was pleased that it was a good healthy size and that it throbbed under her ministrations. She would have hated to be disappointed by size problems right now. She knew she was excited, she could almost smell her excitement. Wolfe’s hands dropped to her hips and with the thumbs pushed down her slacks until she stood in only her underwear. Now she could smell her arousal and was certain that he could as well. She turned in the embrace and they kissed passionately. Mouths opened and tongues openly dueled with each other. Her hands went to his belt and worked feverishly to open it. She managed the fly and button and sent his jeans to the floor with her slacks. He stood in his boxer briefs with a sizable tent for her. She couldn’t wait and skinned her hand along his furry stomach and into his underwear. She grasped the hard cock and reveled in the manliness of it. She could feel the heat and pulsation of blood through it. The head of the shaft was wet with precum and she slid her fingers through it and slickly down his shaft. She was rewarded with a whimper from him. Underneath the shaft were two hairy orbs that her hand massaged. There was a scent about him, it wasn’t dirty and foul but it said to her that he was a man and this is what a man smelled like. It heightened her arousal and she could feel her own wetness drip into her underwear. Suddenly he spun her and pushing against her upper back had her bending over the couch, her hot excited flesh recoiling at the cold leather as she was pressed into it. She had no chance to protest as his hand made its way to her centre. She was very wet and suddenly very happy as she was filled with a finger from behind. Suddenly her pussy had something to do and it gripped tightly to the invader. Slowly the digit filled her until there was no more and his knuckles bumped against her prominent clit. Slowly like a torture he sawed his hand back and forth into her. Her legs opened wider to take more of him and he sped up only slightly his knuckles mashing her tender clit about once a second now. She came and came hard on his hand. She would be embarrassed about it if she hadn’t come so hard. She ground her teeth and panted against him. He was the master of her body and was doing whatever he wanted with it. She was just about to have her second massive orgasm when suddenly his hand retreated and she was momentarily empty. She had no time to miss her loss as his hands went to her hips and slowly speared his rampant cock towards her. She could feel it on her thighs and suddenly the head was piercing her. She came, not hugely but was lost in orgasm after orgasm as he settled his cock into her. She was full and her body was content. If possible her pussy would have smiled up at her. Then once he was fully inside her did he reverse his course and drag his cock along her excited channel until he was almost completely free of her. Then once again the slow march back into her began. It was obvious later that Wolfe was an expert of sorts. He switched between quick rapid strokes to slow long strokes and made the ride one she would never forget. He had a staying power and ability to resist the amazing clutching wetness of her pussy. Finally after what seemed like hours and countless orgasms he tightened his grip on her hips and began to really thrust into her with a purpose. She could feel each stroke as he drove into her. His pace had increased and so did the firmness with which he planted himself inside her. Then it happened. She didn’t think it could but she felt herself stretch further around him, that there was a new thickness to him and it was just pushing its way into her. It was uncomfortable to her and then it was past the mouth of her and into her pussy proper. On and on he continued to fuck her and more and more she clung to the strange bulge inside her. She swore it was moving inside her, that it was moving his shaft. Finally he thrust into her and began to bathe her insides with hot jizz. It was like boiling lava to her, she came as he ground his hips against hers and put pressure on her clit. It didn’t diminish the lump inside her of course. It was later as the sweat was cooling on them that he explained to her that Wolfe was not only his name but who he was. That what she felt inside her was his knot and that they would be staying like this for about 20 minutes unless she wanted to feel some rather acute pain. He stroked her back and explained to her how lucky she was that it wasn’t a full moon. That love bites from a lycan were much different on those nights than on any other. |
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here via Missy but here to stay................ You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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i am soooo...speechless...as long as...breathless...i am floating...i am in the universe of ecstasy...gosh...uncle spider...
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I'll be right back... I need to catch my breath and get my toy now and read this again....  Rachel Mae
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you silly goose, its really good for anytime.
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here via Missy but here to stay................
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i am soooo...speechless...as long as...breathless...i am floating...i am in the universe of ecstasy...gosh...uncle spider...
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I'll be right back... I need to catch my breath and get my toy now and read this again....
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well thank you darling. that makes me feel pretty good.
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