First Date
_This is my little tale for the writing contest. I didn't think that I'd be taking part once that extra line was added in, but I lied. My dirty minded beast
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Disclaimer: This was porn written for chocolate, so the usual limits do not apply. You've been warned.
First Date
By Lykos Bane
It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. Anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon. It was past 3 am and I had been awoken by a hand on my shoulder, shaking me urgently. My eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling and the usual questions of "Who am I?" "Where am I?" "Am I wearing clothes?" filled my head and were promptly banished. A finger pressed against my lips and words were whispered into my ear barely above the threshold of hearing, the voice one of a distant memory my sleep addled brain could not yet recollect.
"I want to tell you a secret."
The time glared a heavy 3:01 AM as I finally looked at my girlfriend. Well...the female I was going out with for the first time. She sat breathless in the car seat next to me. There was no doubt in my mind that she had been thinking for a long while. How long had I been asleep?
The car rocked with the heavy force in the back seat. A restless snort caught my attention and I perked my ears. I looked into the rear view mirror and met Kane's gaze. The look was strong. I held it for as long as I could and looked away. But I was smooth. I played it off like my girlfriend deserved my attention. Something told me he saw through my ploy and knew who the true victor was in this little staring contest.
Fucking dog. Big black and brown mutt that took up half the rear seat, his muzzle tapered but blunt. His body was round and strong, as if the last of a long line of grey wolfhounds had screwed around with the junkyard rottie. One crystal blue eye cut through with lupine sincerity while one dark brown orb contained nothing but self interest and stupid loyalty.
"You have a wha...?" It was a bit more mumbled than that, but it was obvious what I said. I slowly sat up in my seat and yawned, rubbing a paw firmly over my muzzle. It rubbed the awake into me.
I glanced in the mirror again, but Kane had turned away. He won this round. My girlfriend insisted we bring him along on our first date. Who was I to argue with such a beautiful wolf? What a huge mistake that was. Next time I'll say hell no. The fucking bastard could stay at home.
I never met such a standoffish brute in my life. Everything was a growl or warning glare. I wish he'd stop but that wasn't happening. Each encounter kept getting more intense. Saying something would make me sound like such a bitch. I stayed quiet.
"Well...More show than tell," that beautiful wolf smirked, ears perked forward.
I was still confused and she could tell. What was she going to show me? Her boobs? I couldn't stop my grin. I bet it was her boobs.
Oh...I wish she had shown me her boobs.
Her paw shot back behind her and grabbed the door handle. The passenger side back door fell open and Kane leapt from the car. Like that, he was gone into the dark park.
"What the fuck?"
I was more awake now. Wasn't this trouble? Big vicious dog loose in the public like that. It couldn't be good. Someone was going to get bit. I was about to push open my door, but a paw on my arm stopped me in my place.
"Stay," my girlfriend hissed as she swung her own door open and ran off into the park too.
Before the car, the full moon cast its bright neon glow down upon a lone spot in the clearing. It was mere meters from me, beyond the front bumper of the car. Across the clearing was a walkway with two benches. My girlfriend danced around within, calling for her stupid mutt. It was louder than I felt comfortable. I could see her skirt flowing with her movement, stroked by the wind in gentle glancing blows that pulled it tight against her legs.
She had let him out purposefully, right? The urge to help grew, but she had said to stay. As if this was a normal occurrence. I stayed glued to my seat. This must have been her secret, but what could it be?
Regardless, her calls grabbed the attention of more than just her stupid dog. The meandering forms along the paths that lined the other side of the clearing were dotted with faceless forms, untouched by the light from the sky. No one would know their guilt.
I felt like everyone would know mine.
They would all know my girlfriend's.
I tensed when a blurred shadow appeared from behind her, its speed indescribable as it shot out of the dark. The command to stay was forgotten as I grabbed for the door. I heard my girlfriend squeal as the form collided against her. I ran toward the center of the moonlit spotlight as Kane took my girlfriend to the ground.
She was on all fours with his body heavy over her. He held her there and turned to snarl viciously at my approach. Kane didn't like that and he let me know. I stopped in my tracks, just outside the spotlight.
I was close enough to the light for any accidental witness to see who I was, more than enough to be recognized as the boyfriend of the chick that got screwed in the park. I saw movement. Someonewas there. I tried to convince myself it was a shadow, but the idea had taken root. Movement again, a sound... a breath? That was no shadow... What if we were recognized in the street? Would there be knowing glances from strangers as I walked with my girlfriend?
Look at me, talking like there'll be a second date.
It looked like Kane was going to rip me apart anyway, the way he snarled. This was his bitch and I needed to stay away. I should have gone and taken the fucking mutt away from my girlfriend, but I stood there.
'My' girlfriend glared at me as her paws held the back of her skirt upwards, the front providing a warm rest for her knees from the hard grass under her. It was obvious she lifted her skirt, but where were her panties?
Of course, that was the least of my problems. An inch from the exposed opening of my female's cunt was a throbbing animal dick. It swayed with a grade mine never could, as it was larger than mine would ever be. Tense muscles tugged the throbbing shaft upwards to slap against his stomach in a dominant sign of virility. She glared at me and snarled low, "I said to stay!" It was whispered, but I'm pretty sure most of the staring crowd could hear the command.
I'm not stupid, but I only dimly realized then what was happening. This was the little secret she wanted to tell me. It was told completely in the next moment. The poised haunches of the lowly beast gripping her hips aimed with a precision I'll never have before it thrust forward.
I didn't move, breathless and frozen in place.
They had done this before. That much was obvious. Kane's incredibly dark, crimson doggy dick spread his bitch's pussy lips wide before slipping into her sloppy passage; and he didn't stop until a fuzzy sheath was shoved against tender flesh. Kane's female lifted her muzzle and moaned.
I came out of my trance with a shake of my head, in time to meet the dog's gaze as his snout opened in a goofy doggy grin. I don't care what any of you say about dogs. The stupid mutt was mocking me. And he mocked me with his first thrust...then his second...then his third.
I obeyed. I stepped back into the shadows towards my car, followed by the lustful calls of a bitch in heat. Everyone saw it and everyone knew it. Another silent snicker I'll see from them when they pass on the street. At least it must have been impossible for the spectators to see the bulge in my fancy slacks. I'd dressed nice, nervously wanting to show off to this bitch, and this was my payment? I swallowed. I had never been so aroused.
My eyes locked on it, almost every piece of me now thankful it was a full moon. There was the girl, my date, being screwed by a dirty beast. A beast who I had been silently battling for dominance all night. If I had won any of them, would he respect me enough to call off this sick show? Thank god it was 3:10 in the morning or my shame would be displayed for a larger audience.
But there it was, the taboo exposed. The civilized girl, on all fours, beneath the feral beast. I could see why she had a problem with this little secret. All I could do was watch.
Kane's haunches hugged his female's rump as if they belonged there, course fur rubbing bared undertail, his torso snug against the curve of her back. Each forward haunch of his hips drew her back to meet those thrusts. The dull thud of flesh reminded me of a boxer punching meat, or at least the manufactured sound they use in movies. It had that same force.
A gurgled grunt came from the female's throat with each plow of her overgrown pet. The moon glowed brighter than I ever thought possible. They were close enough that I could see their union, the way her labia threatened to pull her body inside out with their grip on the stud's dick.
Oh god, the knot.
I finally noticed it. It was huge. The wolf bitch couldn't possibly take that, could she? It looked so big. The sloppy sounds of their union made me think otherwise, lubed as it had to be by that point. There wasn't anything that could stop it. The force at which he rocked against his breeding partner took my breath away. I could only imagine what it did to her.
Her face, barely outlined by the light, displayed her obvious pleasure. I glanced across the field at the shadows to the other side. There were people there. Two forms silently watching this beautiful female wolf being taken by a feral beast. It was twisted, sick and impossible not to watch.
I could already see them grinning at me on the street.
My paw found my groin and squeezed. I couldn't contain the moan, and I blushed. It had to be loud, and my voice carried as far as any wolf's. As the wolf bitch's secret continued to unfold, I found the fly of my pants doing the same thing.
Fuck it. This was hot, something I only heard about; secret shows in other countries millionaires paid thousands to see. Why waste the opportunity? Let the dog have this dirty slut. I could find another partner. I may never see another show like this.
I never had to take my eyes off the show. My paw found my dick and started to stroke rapidly. I hopped the sound was muffled by the noise the pair made outside, but I stopped caring. Kane's eyes met my own again and I stared. There was no doubt he mocked me this time.
Oh...sorry, thrust thrust. Was this your_bitch?_
Why yes. Yes it was.
This time I didn't look away, but my ears splayed as I continued the silent conversation.
She's mine even when she's with you.
I felt no shock as I already knew this.
I don't know when it happened, but I found my paw stroking in time to the drives of the feral dog's hips. I knew he knew too because when he sped up, so did I. My tip freely leaked cloudy precum, making the friction between paw and dick as audible as the sawing strokes the dog used to pound his mighty length into the female firmly held under him.
I was embarrassed and excited at the same time. Perhaps if I had won out over those silent bouts of domination, I would have been the one rounding home right now, dick hilted in a sloppy, sex-bruised cunt with my knot threatening to take hold. Instead, I was a lowly voyeur striking out, watching from the outside, envious I wasn't getting to breed.
Only feet in front of me, with a moon shinning like the sun, was the girl of my dreams. It only intensified the sick scene unfolding. White foam churned like butter at their union, spread over the dog's balls and the girl's pubic thatch.
The knot was definitely too big for the bitch to take but that didn't stop Kane from trying. As the girl leaned in, he leaned back and appeared to be standing on his hind legs, using her for balance. My date began to drive back against that incredible length, their dance pressing the orb at Kane's cock base tighter against her opening. I couldn't believe I was masturbating to this. There was no doubt that I liked watching such a degrading show.
My heart seized in my chest as the dark figure slipped from the shadows of the park hedges. It stopped my paw mid-stroke, my precum lube going sticky and useless. It didn't matter when a fresh spurt squeezed through my clenched fingers.
The stranger didn't have much of a cock, but it was slick with his gooey mess, spread there by a similar stroking paw. The moon made sure I saw this, even though I still couldn't see his face. His dick was in the same condition as mine. His paw went for my girlfriend's head, to hold it in place while he thrust a thick foreign dick down her gullet. Was this part of it? Had she set this up?
Should I get out and stop him? I couldn't bring myself to stop Kane, why would this stranger? Was it some bum, roused from his filthy park bench? It scared me. I felt stupid and harmless as a pup at that moment. Did I want to stay where I was and just let this happen?
What if it wasn't part of the plan? I was so hard and the thought of losing my excitement terrified me. I needed to cum. Like I said, I could get another girlfriend.
And would I watch her get raped too?
So many questions!
Fuck that! I pushed my door open, cock forgotten for the moment.
As if on cue, Kane's head snapped into action, cautious gaze on the stranger. He wasn't going to let anyone...anyone... touch his bitch. Not a moment wasted when the slimy paw came into reach. He snapped on the stranger and snarled unlike anything I'd ever be able to pull off.
The stranger got the warning and stepped away quickly. The dog's girlfriend was safe. No one was going to get at her.
Good boy, I praised silently and pulled the door closed.
The door closing was silent so as not to interrupt their tender moment.
No one else went close again. Spectators stayed away from the beast fucking his female in the open like that. Thank god it was night time. Was something like this illegal? What would the cops do if they came? What if they were on their way now?
Not one to waste time, Kane's hips started up again. The sound of smacking flesh once again set itself on repeat. They were seriously fucking out there. The female's chirps of pleasure began to fill the clearing. She was really getting off on this. When the thrusts carried more intent, she fell forward and pressed her muzzle into the grass. Her paws went back, one catching Kane's haunches while the other closed delicate fingers around his throbbing knot.
My free paw did the same, and I imagined I was hilting in her; that I was as much stud as the four legged hound breeding the female.
At that moment, nothing could stop my paw from moving rapidly up and down my shaft. I ached with need. My cock got what it craved a moment later as what felt like a marching band paraded through the length of my shaft and triggered my own climax. I tried to catch the mess with my other paw. I could lick it up afterwards. Yeah, like you've never done it. Nice and clean. Maybe if I keep the windows down, the smell would be long gone. I can keep my muzzle closed so they can't smell my breath.
It would be the perfect crime.
Maybe I couldn't breed like the stud, but I could cum when he did. Unfortunately, my paw was no match for the force of my climax, thick torrents of cum shooting from my dick like never before. It spattered against the underside of my clenched jaw and down onto my paw, dark streaks soaking into my fancy slacks. I liked what I saw. I wanted to see it again.
As she continued to grip his knot, his hind legs danced from side to side, wagging his haunches to move himself within his mate. Instinct drove him. Instinct to spread his seed. Instinct to continue his superior line. The hold on his knot told him he was tied and he had achieved what he desired. He had bred this bitch.
His climax triggered hers and she unabashedly lifted her muzzle and howled out. The sound was long and loud; something a dirty feral would make. It was unbecoming and uncivilized of the female. It was so incredibly hot.
Both of them stayed tense, taut muscles tight under strained flesh. The female's howl died off as her paw released her pet's knot. She slumped forward again as Kane slipped free. Without his knot sealing her cunt, their combined juices ran freely from my date's well stretched passage. I had a good view of the goo that flowed across her bloomed flower pedals before it dripped off her stem. The front of her skirt was going to be a mess.
Kane wasted no time shoving his snout against my date's sex. One sloppy lick led to another before the beast was cleaning up his mess. She gasped as his tongue pressed in deeper. A tremble rushed through her fur as she began to squirm. Lewdly, she spread her legs more, then actually reached back to spread her cummy folds for her lover.
She didn't hold back and moaned endlessly. The slut was going to get off again. This filthy beast was going to claim two orgasms from her. That was something even I'm unsure I could do. My ears splayed wide as she howled out in a second orgasm, rump held high and swaying as she pressed back against the dog.
Kane sat on his haunches as he continued to enjoy their flavour. Jutting up between his spread knees was the large tool he used to claim the dainty female wolf. It was larger than I had expected. It easily shamed the spent one leaving its mess in my lap. The mess he was still busy licking up made my load look like a dry shot; another way this animal made me feel like a fucking pup.
At least my date looked embarrassed, the red flush in her ears visible from here.
I liked that too.
After her second orgasm, they wasted no time in gathering themselves up and running back towards the car. The dog jumped in, panting heavily into my ear as he leaked fuckjuice on my back seat, front paws on the center console. It was the musky mixture of their union, the smell of forbidden sex. My girlfriend slammed the back door closed, then jumped into the car too. Her door soon followed suit.
The fucking dog licked from my lower jaw all the way to the tip of my ear, leaving sticky, matted fur in its wake - his cum mixed with her cum - while tasting my shame. He glared into my eyes when I growled at him, a shaky whimpy sound. Those eyes said it all.
Drive, bitch. _ I looked away, at the road in front of me. _Get the fuck out of here.
My foot hit the gas, messy paw grabbing the wheel in its slick embrace, spent dick staining my slacks with a descriptive tale of its own. There's no hiding a mess like that.
They easily read the story.
In fact, my girlfriend liked it so much she leaned in so her tongue could read it too. It slid over my chin, curled down the middle to scoop any cum that was soaked to its fur. Soon, I was in a passionate kiss with the female of my dreams. The car skid to a stop as I kissed her, sharing that flavour I had intended to keep all to myself just a short moment ago. It seemed like an eternity.
At least part of my plan worked.
This bitch was definitely a keeper.
If Kane approved, that is.
* * *
A year later...
We sat next to another park, in another town. It was the one year anniversary from our first date. That night one long year ago that made all my nightmares seem tame. In that time, I learned so much. The destinations might have been different, but it played out the same. It didn't scare me anymore. I shook in my seat for different reasons. I was nervous. My wife slept next to me, snoring quietly behind the steering wheel.
It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. Anyone can be a bitch at midnight under a full moon. It was past 3 am and she had been awoken by a hand on her shoulder, shaking her urgently. Her eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling and the usual questions of "Who am I?" "Where am I?" "Am I wearing clothes?" filled her head and were promptly banished. A finger pressed against her lips and words were whispered into her ear barely above the threshold of hearing, the voice one of a distant memory her sleep addled brain could not yet recollect.
I grinned at her, and reached back behind me to open Kane's door. The bastard mutt leapt from the car and ran into the nearly empty park. His tail wagged quickly, flagged and proud. I throbbed in my pants as my door followed suit. My soulmate understood my whispered words.
"I want to tell you a secret."