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Cute Boys! Great for Eating!

Act 1: Vanilla

Holy shit why is she looking at him? Why is she looking so hard? Those damn eyes! Those damn eyes! Those green, cool, sharp eyes! They were locked squarely on him!

Bruno had a burly sounding name... and that's about the only thing 'burly' about him! The young man was positively feminine! The soft curves of his hips, the slender waistline, the curly blond hair which many considered girly, even his skin somehow had this bubbly, pristine, girlishness to it. Making matters worse, his voice certainly lacked the booming gumption that a man his age is supposed to have. And that's not even getting into his less than stellar height!

His choice of clothing didn't help things either. Seriously, what man wears a blue hoodie and blue shorts? Shorts!? Seriously, didn't he think about what he was putting on before he left his apartment? Of course not! He just grabbed his favorite clothes and slipped out! And this was the result!

Truly a boy in every meaning of the word...

Now, that's not to say he didn't try to be more masculine. He went to the gym, he ran almost daily, he even had a job as a mover! But these actions only served to highlight how feminine he was! Seriously, could he not groan out like a girl whenever he performed any laborious action? It wasn't even like it was difficult for him; his body just seemed incapable of not yipping!

He was getting tired of being demoralized by his friends, and the occasional times when he's asked out by other men have left him feeling a bit... underdeveloped. He was only nineteen – he still had years to grow – but... his time... it was running out. Before he knew it, he'd be seen as the femboy forever!

Damn that stupid nickname...

So that's why he was here, at this bar, at this time of night. What was it called again? 'Jurgen's' or something like that? It had quite the reputation this side of town of being some mean and surly place. And when he came in, it certainly lived up to it! The thick air of cigarettes that made him gag, the nondescript rock music that wouldn't sound out of place at a biker's club, the big men – human and beastkin alike – that lined the walls, even the football game that was playing had this over the top and gritty edge to it! Coupled with the men casually playing a game of pool in the corner, and you make for one of those stereotypical scenes in a movie where the cops have to go to a bad part of town to get information!

This place didn't even care enough to check if he was of legal age to drink! Maybe if he bothered to buy an alcoholic drink, then the bartender would ask for some ID... but he doubted it.

Bruno came here for one reason and one reason only; to prove that some part of him was manly! That, yes, he can come inside and hang with the big boys! If people just gave him a chance and noticed his better attributes as oppose to his more dainty ones, then maybe they'd actually give him the respect he deserves!

At the very least, it would make for an entertaining story... if he ever gained the courage to tell it to anyone.

But when he came in here and when he sat at the bar counter, he didn't expect her of all people to be here. 'Tall' didn't begin to describe her. He'd never seen a woman of her stature before, and certainly not one with her hair for her species. A wolf... a wolfess. Her skin was dark, her hair long, red, and vibrant. Powerful and stout in appearance, she had a statuesque and powerful body. 'Amazonian' would be the correct term for someone like her, considering her height and athletic figure.

Musculature ran upon her arms and body, but not in a manner so over the top that it came off as garish or extreme. Quite the opposite, really; her stunning figure added to her unquestionable allure and beauty. She was like an Olympian statue brought to life. Shoulders that were round and chiseled, thighs that were thicc and strong, chest that was so damn busty, and an ass that... that...

Fuck that ass...

With her tight jeans on that flaunted her legs and hips, her buttocks was almost on display for everyone's viewing pleasure. The curvature of it, the shape, the plumpness; Bruno had never seen an ass quite as wonderful as hers before.

An ass... that's wonderful... shit, did that thought go through his head?

But even all of this seemed to pale in comparison to this woman's eyes. These sharp, slender, powerful eyes. Green in color, he'd never seen eyes that were as strong as hers. Looking at them with his blue eyes, he felt utterly dominated and trapped.

She was a predator... he was the prey... and Bruno was aware of this.

Maybe that's why he was sweating so much. The bashful boy had never been gazed upon in such a manner, and certainly not by such a voracious predator as she. This wolfess' strength and presence made him swallow his spit and look away, while his voice mumbled about in his jaw. He wanted to say something, but the words kept getting caught in his throat. He--

“What can I get you to drink?"

“A KOLA!?"

His cry jolted not only himself, but also the bartender standing before him. The brutish looking warthog leered at the boy, eyebrow raised in an annoyed manner. Bruno himself had to catch his breath, while he pushed back his hair with his hand. Panting some more, he closed his eyes to settle his nerves, both wanting to force the image of that woman out of his head, and also to regain some semblance of his masculinity.

No matter how little there was...

“S-sorry," he apologized with a wry grin as he looked at the warthog, “I just a... a kola is nice... um... no ice..."

“Kola, no ice, got it," said the bartender simply as he turned to get his drink.

This left Bruno alone again, his hand cradling his forehead as he leaned upon the bar counter in front of him. Gosh, he felt like such a fool. What was he going to say to his friends? He went to Jurgen's and got afraid of a wolfess who just looked at him? Yeah, he'd have to omit that part of the story... though that's not to say he could forget it.

And that's also not to say that he couldn't look back...

In a strange manner that's both begrudged yet curious, Bruno gave a sideways glance towards the woman on the opposite side of the bar counter. The wolfess was still looking at him as she leaned on her elbows, and her lips were even curled into a devilish smile. The moment he saw her eyes and saw that smile, the boy choked up and looked away, again attempting to save face, and again failing so hard at it.

He bit into his bottom lip...

“You seem out of your depth, kid," her cool, powerful voice echoed into his ears.

Bruno tensed up. He didn't even need to look to see who it was that spoke to him. A voice that cool, a voice that strong, could only belong to the wolfess. Her presence was now looming over him; he could even feel her heat. He tried to move away, tried to say something cheeky in response...

But he didn't. He did the opposite. He turned to face her.

The wolfess was now sitting right beside him, allowing the bashful boy to see everything she had on display. This cool jean jacket that hung on her shoulders, the white shirt on her chest that both exposed her toned midsection and also flaunted her shoulders, and those ripped jeans that left little to the imagination in how it clung to her legs. This wolfess was so beautiful and so strong, but so deadly, that when Bruno looked up at her, he couldn't help but to tense up again.

But she was giving this cool, disarming, casual smile, her head propped up by her hand as she casually leaned on the surface of the bar counter.

“Um... I uh... just uh... c-came to get a drink..." said Bruno, his body trembling as his voice stuttered.

“I hope it's not anything alcoholic," the wolfess replied before giving a calming chuckle, “You don't look of age... if it was something alcoholic, I'd have to arrest Dion here for a misdemeanor...

“A-a-arrest...?" the boy repeated, confused at the statement when, Clack! “Ah!?"

“Lucretia here's a cop," said the bartender as he placed down Bruno's kola, “And, no, Lucretia..." his eyes swept over towards the wolfess, “I'm not gonna sell beer to a kid. I ain't crazy."

“Uh-huh... so you say," the wolfess remarked before looking back at the bashful boy beside her, “Still... I've never seen you around here before," she offered him her hand, “The name's Lucretia, by the way. And, yes, I'm a cop. Off duty right now. Though... you don't strike me as the bad type."

“Uhhhghghgghghg..." Bruno muttered, shaking on his stool before he placed his hand into hers, “Bruno. My name's Bruno Trenton."

And they shook on it.

“Ooooh... firm handshake," the wolfess – Lucretia – said as she pulled her hand back, “So... tell me, Bruno. What are you doing in a place like this? You don't seem like the... sneak into a bar and get drunk despite your age, type of person. So why are you here?"

“I just uh... um... I..." he muttered, struggling to settle his thoughts.

He didn't know this woman, but even then, he didn't want to embarrass himself by telling her how this was his attempt to appear cool in front of is friends. If he didn't look and sound young before, that would make him appear positively child-like! On the other hand, he didn't know this woman, so while it may be embarrassing at first, it's not like he'd actually ever see her again! Besides, like he said before, it would make for an interesting story.

“I just came in here to um... uh... haah..." he shook his head, now feeling silly as opposed to embarrassed, “My friends always make fun of me for looking and sounding girly. I heard that Jurgen's kinda has some... like it's a... place that only bad boys go to or whatever. I came here to... I dunno... get some of that? Does that make any sense?" he shook his head before she could answer, “No... it doesn't make any sense. I'm an idiot."

“I wouldn't say that..." Lucretia replied as she laid her hand on the bar counter, “You came to a place that makes you uncomfortable in order to prove your masculinity, is that right? I think it's rather courageous of you. And in my eyes, courageousness is an attribute of masculinity... of maturity."

“You uh... you really think so...?" Bruno muttered as he looked back at her.

She was smiling at him in a warm manner, one hand propping up her head, and the other hand tapping at the counter. Gazing at her, Bruno again swallowed his spit, while his eyes were naturally guided in towards the wolfess' face... only to slowly slide down towards her busty chest.

Fuck... why were her breasts so large? He's lived around bovines – his aunt Cici is one – but even her chest couldn't compare to this wolfess' bust. And when placed atop her fit figure, it helped add a level of softness to her amazonian form. Goodness, if this body was coming towards him as a police officer, he wasn't sure if he'd be running from her in fear fear, instead towards her in attraction.

Her cleavage alone must plunge deep and close... like an endless valley...

“Ummmnnmmmn..." Bruno murmured, before – again – swallowing his spit, “Uh... th-thanks though... um... if you really think I'm... courageous... and manly..."

“You know what isn't manly?" Lucretia added on, causing his body to perk up and his gaze to travel back to her face, “Staring at a woman's chest. It's rather... boyish of you."

“Ummm..."

“And you know what else is not very manly?" she continued on, “Even listening to your friends in the first place. Being courageous and trying to do new things is impressive, but only if you want to do it. And from the looks of things, you certainly don't want to be here."

“I... I well... I..."

The casual smirk Lucretia had on her face, and the green glint in her eyes, were impossible to look away from. And when Bruno's eyes did wonder off, it was only so he could look at the rest of her body. Her vicious red hair, her powerful green eyes, her busty chest, her toned abs, this stout amazonian figure; everything about Lucretia was absolutely peak.

And that peak was eyeing him up...

“But do you want to know what is pretty manly?" Lucretia asked, her voice this sultry tone that made Bruno's heart thump.

“Wh... what...?" he asked, utterly and completely entranced.

But Lucretia didn't answer right away. Instead she reached over, grabbing his cup of kola. Silent, he watched as the wolfess pulled it over to her lips, sat it there... and then downed it all without a moments notice. Not too hard; it was just soda after all.

“Hmph... bubbly..." Lucretia remarked, before facing Bruno with a grin that flashed her dangerous fangs, “I'll tell you what's pretty manly. Heh... why don't you follow me?"

Uh... isn't that... counter-intuitive? It was childish of him to think that coming into a place he didn't want to go to was manly, but somehow, following this woman – who he didn't know – was manly? Bruno even raised an eyebrow in confusion...

But that didn't stop his body from rising.

“Good job, kiddo..."

Her voice was like a siren. An amazonian siren, but a siren nonetheless...

Attracted to Lucretia and her grin, Bruno followed along behind her. He was a stumbling, shambling mess; more a zombie than a boy! Hypnotized and beguiled by the voluptuous and powerful woman before her. All the while, she walked with this boisterous stride, still grinning, still guiding him along like a fish on a hook.

They pushed through the bar, with no one really focusing on them... well... save for Dion, who merely rose an eyebrow. Oh well.

Coming to a door in the back, Lucretia pushed through it with Bruno right behind her. This back hall led to the bathrooms of the bar, with Men one way, and Women the other. Guess which way they were heading.

“Th-the girl's room?" said Bruno as he came to a halt, making Lucretia chuckle.

“Hm? Really? Right here?" she replied whilst gesturing towards the doorway with her head, “Heh! Quite the little detective of you; of course it is!"

Her sarcastic statement made him pout... which only caused Lucretia to chuckle more. Was he trying to be indignant and abrasive? Because his actions only made him look cuter! And the cuter he looked, well...

The hungrier she became.

“Come here," Lucretia whispered as she grabbed him by the collar of his hoodie, and started pushing him through the door.

“Wait, Lucretia, I-- Aaah!?"

No good! The wolfess was strong! Like, really strong! And, look, Bruno was no slouch. He was feminine in a lot of ways, but his body was sleek thanks to his job and gym visits! On more than one occasion he has surprised others with his strength! Even if those showings were always followed by involuntary, girlish yips!

But this? This!? Oh, there was no comparison! Lucretia was an amazon, through and through, and she was putting just a fraction of her strength to use. He tried to put his feet down, tried not to move, but with a slight push on her end, they were entering into the girl's room.

Ah... it smelled surprisingly good. Like the rest of the bar, it had a burly look and appearance. The walls and stalls were wooden and furnished, the floors were black, while the sink had a golden rim to it. And the mirror? Oh, the mirror was completely spotless! Meaning...

Bruno could see the blush of embarrassment on his face as he entered into the bathroom, with Lucretia pushing him inside.

“Lucretia," he whispered lowly, his voice trembling slightly from fear, “What if we--"

“Get caught?" she answered, this grin on her lips, “Don't worry; girls don't come to Jurgen's. And if they do, well..." she leaned in, “It's not like anyone's gonna do much to stop me from eating a cute little boy like you."

“E-eating...?" he repeated, trembling in place as Lucretia's placed her arms upon his shoulders.

“Mm-hm... yup... I'm gonna eat... you... up..." her eyes started closing, making his do likewise, “Until there's not a bit left... mmmfff... mmmmfff... mmmm..."

“Nmmm!!! Hmmmmph...! Mmmfff... mmmmm..."

How... how did he get here? He just came here to prove his masculinity and now... he was getting so much more than he bargained for.

Bruno's back pressed up to the wall behind him, as the cool, perfume-laden air of the bathroom rested all around him. Ears twitching, he could hear the other bar patrons through the walls, but they might as well have been on an entirely different world. All he could focus on was the taste of lips and tongues as they rumbled and danced alongside one another.

With her superior body, Lucretia easily pinned Bruno to the wall behind him. The wolfess' hands were resting on his cheeks, keeping his head tipped up towards hers as she feasted on his lips. And honestly... was terrible in the art of kissing, either flailing his tongue about fruitlessly, or just leaving it limp. But that's okay; Lucretia was better. Easily she swiveled and swirled her tongue around his, their lips parting every now and then as sensual 'Smacks!' and 'Slurps!' echoed out. And by the time Lucretia pulled back...

“Gughghghghh...!"

Bruno was left shuddering.

Gazing up, his eyes fell upon Lucretia's face. The wily wolfess had a hungry smile on her lips, and her green eyes were glowing so sinfully. In a lurid display, she licked at her own lips like a beast sizing up a succulent meal.

“You taste great, Bruno," the wolfess remarked, causing him to jolt.

“I uh... hnn... th-thanks...?" he replied, making her chuckle.

“Heheheheh... don't mention it."

“Lucretia, I... I uh... I..." he blushed, giving her a bashful and embarrassed look, “I don't know what I'm doing. I've never done this before. I-I mean, I have, b-but not in a bathroom, a-and... n-not with you! A-and... it wasn't really good and-- nmm?"

“You're really trying to make me eat you quicker aren't you?" Lucretia said in a teasing manner, cutting him off with her fingers to her lips, “Just relax, 'kay?" she leaned in again, “Cute boys like you are just the best snacks, so... nmmm..."

“Mmmmfff..."

Again. They were kissing again. But this time, it wasn't frenetic and lustful. This time, Bruno could sit there and enjoy the taste. And Lucretia tasted good. No, 'good' was too weak a word to describe her. She tasted phenomenal. The bitter taste of beer hung on her lips, but this only added a sense of flavor to her lewd tongue as it danced alongside his.

Kissing back, Bruno felt his mind ebb and flow as his hands began to wonder. Lucretia's arms were resting on his shoulders, so he brought his hands in response, where he rested them on her hips. Her brawny, wide hips. When he squeezed them--

“Mmm?"

He not only coaxed a curious groan from Lucretia's lips, but he also learned just how powerful her body was. It was like he was squeezing steel! Smooth... soft... steel. Shapely too; his hands traveled along the contours of her hips and narrow waist, exploring it, learning it.

And then his hands came up to her stomach.

“Nmmm!"

And another shudder traveled through his form.

Lucretia's stomach was chiseled. His fingers brushed along the ridges of her abs, marveling at it like he did her hips before. So strong, so firm; if he punched her in the stomach, he'd be the one feeling pain, not her! Of course, he couldn't even imagine causing harm to a woman as strong and immaculate as her.

“Pop! Aaaahhh...! Haaah! Haaah!"

“Heh heh..."

When their lips broke from one another, Bruno was left panting for air, while Lucretia grinned upon him. He was still holding upon her hips and stomach, while his dazed face looked up towards her. In return, she idly stroked her hand along his cheek and chin, smiling all the while. Cute, small, docile and submissive. Mmmm... her favorite flavors! He was truly succulent.

“Haaah... L-Lucretia... m... maybe we should stop," said Bruno as he shifted himself slightly, his eyes looking past her towards the door, “I-I mean... we could get-- aaah?"

“Really? You're asking me to stop when you got this little guy pointing towards me?"

Her hand was on his crotch.

Gritting his teeth and looking down, Bruno's gaze fell upon Lucretia's hand. His cock was as hard as a rock, and pointed like a rocket, where its head was planted firmly in her palm. Around and around the wolfess rubbed his dick through his shorts, drawing such cute grunts and groans from his lips. He tried to keep them in... but he failed so hard at it!

Not that Lucretia minded. The more he tried to fight back against his own arousal, the sweeter the sounds that left him. Again she licked her lips, indulging in his precious voice, before bringing her hand up towards the zipper of his hoodie.

“Your first time... it was disappointing, wasn't it?" Lucretia whispered, causing him to bite into his bottom lip... and nod in confirmation, “Good to know. So... let's clear that up for ya, 'kay? Let's..." Zzzzzzziiiiiiiiiip! “Make this a moment to remember. Heh heh...!"

As if he could forget any of this. He was pinned to the wall in the girl's bathroom by this amazon of a wolfess, her hand on the zipper of his jacket, pulling it down. The sound of it rung throughout the room and bounced back into his ears, making his legs twitch and buckle. His simple t-shirt was exposed to Lucretia, who didn't hesitate to slip her hand beneath it and touch flesh directly.

“Aaaah~"

Such a girlish moan. But could you blame him? For as mighty and as powerful as Lucretia was, her touch was so gentle. She gently ran her palm along his stomach, getting a feel for him and his body, and further coaxing him to lean against the wall. But then her hand slipped down, where she unbuttoned his shorts, unzipped it, and then tugged it open for the entire bathroom to see.

White-hot breaths left Bruno's mouth as he stared down. His hard, rigid, long cock was staring back at him. It throbbed and twitched as blood pumped through it, and at the tip was precum was already beginning to form. He'd gotten this way only by a little bit of kissing? Was he really that aroused?

Well... yeah. It's not everyday you get to spend any amount of time with a woman as illustrious as Lucretia.

“Quite the gun you're packing down here," the wolfess whispered into his ear, the warmth from her lips teasing him, “I might be forced to arrest you for this. A cute little boy like you, carrying around such a dangerous firearm. Mm-mm-mmmm..."

“I..." Slick! “Aaah~!"

Gently, Lucretia's tongue began to lick and lap at his ear. Bruno shivered and tensed up, his eyes even screwing shut as the wolfess had her way with his delectable body. It was just licking, but that's all she needed to do! He could feel his body begin to melt beneath himself, his legs struggling to keep himself standing! But Lucretia was there, pressing her body into his body... while her hand dropped down towards his cock.

“Aaaah~! Aaahhnn~!"

Her hand was strong, and yet at the same time so gentle. Fingers danced upon his length with this practiced ease. She knew her way around something phallic like this, but it wasn't like in the typical way, no. Lucretia wasn't handling a cock, it was more like she was handling a weapon. The way she stroked her fingers along his length, guiding them up and then down and then up and again, even in how she wrapped her fingers around him. Every movement caused Bruno's legs to twitch and buck, struggling to keep himself upright.

Jelly-legs... never had that statement been more earnest.

“Shhhh... shhhh," she whispered into his ears, making him shiver, “Don't worry. Heh heh... I got ya... slick..."

“Aaaah~"

More she licked his ear, again and again and again. Biting into his bottom lip harder, Bruno's head jerked back and his hips shot up, thrusting his cock through her palms. Lucretia giggled into his ear but said not a word, instead guiding her lips over closer and closer until--

“Nmmm..."

“Mmmmmph~"

Their lips met in a kiss, one she dictated, one she commanded. It was slow yet passionate, like she was savoring his lips and his body. All the while, he leaned against the wall, nothing more than this dazed meal, one trapped and ready to be feasted upon.

And Lucretia would feast... just not right away. No, she ramped up towards her eventual devouring, as her hand wrapped around his cock outright. Gripping him tight, she forced a grunt from his lips, one she stifled as her tongue and lips suddenly grew stronger. Lucretia moved in, pressing Bruno to the wall outright as her tongue swiveled and swirled around his juicy maw. Clinging back, the bashful boy gripped upon her as tight as he could, while the desires of his body took hold over him.

Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat!

With the randy need of a feral monkey, Bruno pumped his cock through Lucretia's hand; again and again and again. Gooey pearls of precum were launched from his turgid dick, where they splattered upon her hips and thighs to stained her jeans. Not that Lucretia minded. She chuckled even amid their kiss, one she broke to gaze upon her handiwork.

Bruno looked so remarkably cute. His red cheeks, his panting lips, his dazed expression, even the bridge of spit that hung from their lips helped to alleviate him. Lucretia felt her hungers and desires grow exponentially. Her eyes even glowed, flaunting her need for him.

Her hungry, hungry, need.

Lucretia moved in again, planting her lips upon Bruno's neck. Shivering, he turned his head, offering more of his body to the wolfess, who licked and lapped at his flesh. Slowly she traveled down, layering more and more of his body in her hungry drool as she got on her knees before him. Gripping the hem of his jacket, Bruno pulled it apart and stared down, watching as the wolfess hovered her head right above his cock.

“Haaaaaaah! Haaaaaaaaaahhhh!"

In a gleeful and lewd display, Lucretia breathed her hot air all over his throbbing cock, making it twitch and buck. Her teasing antics made his entire body shiver and his eyes screw shut, desperate to feel the warmth of her hungry maw as it wrapped around his dick. But the wolfess continued to taunt him, making all that sweat pool on his body.

That's it. Get all nice and hot, just for her. It'll make the eventual meal all the better.

“Chu..."

“Aaah~!?"

Again, how could such a powerful, domineering woman... still be so gentle and kind?

Lucretia's lips pressed to his dick in soft kiss after soft kiss. It touched the head first, pushing it up, and tracking his precum upon her lips. Then she kissed along his sides, traveling down his shaft towards his hilt. Giving another kiss, she pushed his cock along her face, letting it rest on her nose and forehead, while his balls tightened against him. And, yeah, she kissed him there too.

“Mmmm... someone's excited," Lucretia whispered, though it was hard to tell if she was talking about him or herself. It didn't matter, because all Bruno could do was--

“Aaaah~!"

Moan like a cute girl.

His cock hurt sooooooooo much! He could feel the blood pump through it with so much more strength than it had ever done before! The tip was red, and the veins along its sides were so pronounced. If anything, he was shocked by just how hard and how long his cock had become! Even in his most passionate of nighttime pleasures, his manhood had never swelled to such a size!

And with only one look at his face, Lucretia could see this.

Pulling back, she looked up at her trapped prey, giving him a devilish smirk as one hand rested on his thigh, and the other hand wrapped around his cock. Gently she jerked her palm back and forth, drawing cute grunts and moans from his lips. Each sound he made caused her ears to twitch, while her pumping hand continued picking up with speed.

Thwap! Thwip! Whip!

The sounds of her palm striking his pelvis, echoed out through the bathroom, and mixed with his erotic moans. The movements also made his cock bounce and twitch, flicking even more precum about. It stained Lucretia's chest and jacket, even reached up to smatter against her face. All the while, Bruno's twitching hips continued to jerk forward. His throbbing cock surged with need, his spunk churning within his loins. Coupled with his rising moans, any more of this and he'd explode all over Lucretia's face!

And she knew this. So she stopped.

“Aaah~!?"

Her hand dropped from his cock, bringing his pleasure to an end. Leaning against the wall, Bruno gasped desperately for breath, while Lucretia pulled her hand away. It was slick and wet with his precum and sweat, glistening in the light of the woman's bathroom. Chuckling with the same boisterous power as befitting a wolfess of her stature, she gazed upon her stained hand, watching his precum slid down her palm... and licking it off of herself.

“Slick... mm... Slick... nmmph... Slick! Heh heh heh!"

His panting slowing down, Bruno stared down upon Lucretia as she idly licked her hand clean. But it wasn't that she just licked her hands clean, it was again in how she licked her hand clean. Her tongue wily danced around her palm and digits, leaving no area unexplored. She even went so far as to lick her fingers clean, and then stick them into her mouth outright, sucking off all the jizz and sweat.

Yes, that's it; she was licking her hand like she had barbecue sauce on it! Even the way she savored the taste of his precum brought this to mind! Once she was done, she gave a beaming smile and chuckled, before looking up towards his warbling face.

Now was time for the finisher! Bringing over her lips, Lucretia again kissed his dick. Once, twice, thrice. Then she opened her mouth, giving him a wide smile as her tongue rested upon the underside of his cock. The sensitive touch made Bruno jolt, but only a gasp left his lips as he watched the lustful wolfess lift his cock with her tongue. Curious groans left her lips, gleefully indulging in the act of toying with him. Her tongue would lash left, lash right, and then stroke along the underside of his cock, before coming all the way to the tip.

“Chu..." one last kiss, before... “Nmmmmm..."

“Aaahhaaaaah~"

Bruno's hands curled, bawling his hoodie into fists as his cock slipped into Lucretia's warm, dripping, hungry, mouth. He felt her teeth graze and pluck along his cock, while her tongue continued to cradle the bottom of it, and the roof clamped in from the top. But she didn't just stop there. The wolfess pushed in deeper and deeper upon his cock, sinking it in... swallowing it whole.

Lucretia's tongue lapped and wrapped around Bruno's cock, putting forth the same skill she used on their kiss before. He grunted, he groaned, he moaned, all as his legs wobbled, still struggling to keep up his girlish frame. The pleasure he felt simply could not be put into words. Lucretia was truly living up to her role as a voracious wolfess, one who ate small and defenseless prey.

But there came that sweet, gentleness of hers. Reaching up, Lucretia grabbed a hold of Bruno's hand, where she interlocked their fingers together. It was a touch that said 'Don't worry. When I eat you, it's not gonna hurt. Much.' And that touch alone drew this whimpering moan from the boy's lips.

“Suck! Mm. Slrrk! Mmph! Slluck! Nnnmmp! Slrrrp! Nnn! Suuuuck! Mm!"

“Ah~! Aaah~! Yaaah~! Annn~! Haaah~!"

Lucretia's eyes closed as her head began bobbing up and down upon his turgid length. His cock began traveling through the fullness of her mouth, tipping towards her throat, before pulling back to the lips; over and over and over again. She kept her index finger and thumb wrapped around the base of his dick, keeping it tipped towards her lips so that escape was impossible.

The tension Bruno felt caused him to clinch Lucretia's hand tight. She clinched back, holding firm upon him as she focused on the glorious meat in her mouth. He watched as her head got faster and faster, red hair bobbing back and forth as the hungry slurps and delicious gulps echoed throughout the bathroom. His teeth clinched, the pleasure had finally reached its zenith, making his dick grow three-times as hard within her awaiting mouth! And with his balls surging, churning, brimming with cum, there was nothing to stop him from--

“Ah~!?"

Truly a girl in every sense of the world.

“Hmmm? Mmmmmm...!"

Within Lucretia's mouth, Bruno unleashed rope after rope of his seed. And when I say rope, I truly mean rope. It's like his balls were a tardis; far bigger on the inside than they were on the outside! His ropy spunk marred Lucretia's mouth and throat, bursting out; again and again. All the while, the wolfess remained attached to his cock, taking it all with this smirk on her lips as her green eyes looked up towards his face. She didn't move, didn't budge; she just wiggled his hips as her tongue lapped at his cock, drawing out his orgasm for as long as it could go. And once he finally stopped giving her his delicious seed, then and only then did she pull back with a loud and lewd--

Pop!

“Aaah~!?"

And Bruno's legs gave out, causing him to collapse upon the floor.

He sat there, his legs spread and mouth agape, panting for breath as Lucretia stood up above him. Staring at her face, he watched her expression shift into one of glee as she indulged in the taste of his spunk. His hot cum was swathed around by her tongue, swishing this way, swishing that way, while these gleeful 'Mms!' and 'Mmphs!' left her lips. This wasn't just cum for cums sake; this was truly a delicacy to the wolfess, one she enjoyed, before finally...

“Gulp!"

Swallowing it down.

Some cum slipped out between her lips, but she was quick to lick that up too. Then her gaze shifted down towards Bruno, who still looked back at her in a dazed and lost manner. This was happening, right? He needed to remind him that, yes, this was real. This glorious, hungry, wolfess of a woman, just sucked his cock to completion in a bathroom. And from the look in her eyes, she was not yet done feasting.

“Come here, Bruno," she said, her tone soothing and kind as she picked him up into her strong arms.

“Lucreettiiaaaa," he groaned, to which she shook her head.

“Please... heh heh... a little cutie like you? Mmm... call me Luca."

“Lu... ca...?" he repeated as she carted him off towards a bathroom stall.

Opening it up, she stepped into its confides and closed the door behind them, before sitting Bruno down upon its porcelain surface. Resting on his lap, she placed his hands upon her firm hips, while her hands seized upon his face and cheek. Luca tipped his head up, forcing the bashful boy to stare into her green eyes, which glowed with this hungry, vivacious need. Nibbling upon his bottom lip, Bruno could do nothing but be brought into another kiss by the hungry wolfess atop him.

“Nnmmph~"

“Mmmm..."

It was hungry and wild again. Lips lewdly melding, while tongues lashed and danced. As things grew more frenetic, Bruno lifted his hands, again gripping and kneading at Luca's body. Feeling his touches drew further chuckles from her lips, guiding the wolfess to pull back and look into his eyes.

Saying not a word, the wolfess gripped her shirt by the bottom... and pulled it up. Eyes wide, Bruno could do nothing but watch as her glorious tits were freed from both her shirt and her bra with one movement. And... how was this possible? He already knew Lucretia was busty, but somehow, she was even bustier than he originally believed! The moment her tits were freed, his eyes grew wide as he drank in the shear glory of her amazonian bust. And the way she breathed, it caused her chest to expand; again and again and again.

“Aaaah..."

“Heh heh... like what ya see?" Lucretia said as she leaned over him, her arm resting on the all behind, “Go ahead... touch 'em. I know you wanna! Heh heh heh! There's not much boys like more than tits, especially little cuties like you. Nmmm..."

“I... aaah..."

She was right. He couldn't bring his gaze away from her breasts, nor did he want to. And while his hands may have trembled, they did come closer and closer and closer until--

Pat!

“Aaah!"

“Heh heh heh! Yeah! That's it!"

Their size, their shape, their firmness. Yes, so damn firm! So damn strong! And hefty too! Her tits weighed down upon the palms of his hands as he lifted them, explored them. Around and around he stroked her tits, marveling at their curvature and strength, their size and shape. Then he came up to her nipples, pinching at them, flicking them, kneading them. His every touch made her chuckle, but she never stopped him. Why would she stop him when his hands felt so nice!

At first Bruno was hesitant, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. But as the seconds ticked on, he began to grip and grope at her flesh. His fingers pushed into her firm tits, squeezing them and groaning as he lifted them up, and then rolling them around in circles. Her hard nipples pressed against his sweaty palms, driving him to again pinch them. And no matter how hard he pinched her, Luca didn't even twitch with pain. Hell, he was sure he could outright slap her tits and nothing would happen. In fact, he came sooooo close to doing that. Those intrusive thoughts nearly made him smack her breasts as hard as he could! But instead, he did something far more pleasurable.

Plap!

“Oh! Heh heh heh!"

He dove his head right into Lucretia's breasts, smothering and snuggling up close to her. Arms wrapped around her waist and back, he embraced the wolfess, delving as deep into her tits as he possibly could go. And her bust – for as big and as firm as it was – felt so good. He groaned in desire as he smothered his head into her bosom, his blond mop of hair fluttering left and right. All the while, she rested her hand atop his head while a smirk spread out over her lips.

“Mm-hm. Just enjoy yourself down there."

Lucretia's soothing words and her stroking hand, both drove Bruno to indulge more in her amazonian body. His hands traveled away from her back, stroked up her sides, then came to her bosom once more. Squeezing them, he pulled his head away, but only so that his eyes could lock upon his next target; her hard nipple.

“Nmmph~!"

“Heh heh heh!"

Luca's chuckles danced in his ears as Bruno sucked and lapped at her nipple. He never knew flesh could taste so good. No, not flesh; she tasted so good! Licking the sweat off of her body, he gave her tits a glorious spit-shine!

No, not just one; but both! Living up to his nature, the greedy boy would constantly dart from one of her tits to the others, licking and lapping and sucking, before switching to the other; again and again! But Luca didn't stop him, didn't even ask him to slow down. She just sat there on his lap, keeping her hands on his shoulder and head as she indulged in his hungry vices.

The tasting, the feeding, the feasting on her illustrious body, soon brought to realization something else. Amid his desires, his once flaccid cock began to stiffen and harden yet again, returning to maximum length. No, wait; did it ever grow flaccid? It didn't feel like it! He felt as hard now as he ever had! His cock even bounced and thumped against the crack of Lucretia's ass, something she felt, even with her jeans on.

“Mmm... I see," said the wolfess, a wicked grin spreading out on her lips, “Alright then. Let's get it going!"

“Pop! Ah~?"

His lips leaving Luca's tits, Bruno watched as the wolfess stood up, his expression longing and desperate. She grinned at him, chuckled too, before shaking her head. He just needed to be a little patient; she was only going to take a second!

Standing before him in the stall, her fangs biting down into her bottom lip, Lucretia unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. Slowly those torn jeans slid down her body, revealing her powerful legs and thighs before Bruno's unflinching eyes. So strong, so mighty, and right there in the middle was her womanhood, covered only by her black pair of panties.

Such thin... black... panties... ahh...

Stepping out of her jeans as they pooled at her feet, Lucretia walked up towards Bruno with a few saucy hip movements. He was entranced, magnetized to her crotch, and incapable of gazing elsewhere. Placing her hands on her hips in a domineering pose, the wolfess grinned down upon the captivated boy, even chuckling a few times. Then she reached down, placing her hand on his chin and pushing up to close his gaping mouth.

“Take it off of me," she whispered... she ordered.

Bruno swallowed his spit... nodded... and then reached out for her.

Placing his hands on Lucretia's hips, he gripped her tight, then slipped his thumbs beneath the waistband of her panties, while she placed her hand on his shoulders. Her boisterous chuckles filled the bathroom stall, while he pulled her lacy, black underwear dooooowwwwwwn...

Thin strands of pussy juices hung from her cunt down to her underwear, while her powerful odor flowed into his nose. A silent gasp left Bruno's lips as he marveled at Luca's womanhood. It was sleek and strong, toned and powerful, with patch of red pubic hair hanging right above it. The wolfess chuckled, but said nothing, instead kneading his shoulder as she allowed him to indulge in the sight of her body.

“Go ahead," Luca whispered as she leaned in closer, “Give it a big kiss... heh...!"

Again, her tone was cool and soft, but it was a command nonetheless. A command Bruno didn't hesitate to obey as he moved his head in, pursed his lips, and--

“Chu... Chu... Mmmfffuaah! Chu..."

“Heh heh heh! I didn't mean kiss there but... I'm not complaining..."

He was kissing her stomach. He was kissing her abs. Again and again and again, he showered her body with the love, adoration, and affection that it deserved. Her body was so great, that it would be his pleasure to fawn over her form for as long as he could. Bruno's hands even stroked down her sides, feeling her strong body press back against his needy palms.

“You're a real cutie, ya'know that?" said Luca, “Mmm... the way you held my hand earlier... and how you sucked on my tits... heh heh! Even the way you're kissing my body right now! Nmm... Heh! You know what you remind me of? Vanilla. With your blond hair and sweet nature... heh... mmm... you're just like vanilla ice cream."

Push...

“Nmm?"

Hand on his shoulder, Luca pushed Bruno until his back pressed against the toilet behind him. Looking up, he gave the wolfess a confused look, who merely grinned and shook her head at him. Oh, no, she was far from done! She just turned around, letting him get a full view of her pumped-up back, with all of its powerful muscles. Oh yes... such a glorious back... a glorious back that was coming in, closer and closer.

Pat!

“Nngh?"

“Heh heh heh! It's alright back there? I'm not too heavy, am I?"

“N-no..."

Sitting on his lap, Lucretia slid back until his cock was resting between the crux of her ass. Her tail raised, she let Bruno gaze upon her butt while she pumped back with her hips, grinding against his cock. Every inch of her shapely ass ground against every inch of his sensitive dick, drawing soft moans and groans from him.

A buttjob... that's what this is called, right? There was no penetration outright, and yet Bruno began to pant as the wolfess slid back and forth upon his rigid dick.

“Haaah~ Aaah~! Haa~ L-Luucaaaa!"

“Heh heh heh...! I really like that voice of yours. Really makes me wanna eat you up," Lucretia replied as her hips came to a stop, “So... let's stop fucking around. You already filled my mouth, I'm gonna need you to fill my other mouth."

“Fill your... other mouth...?" Bruno murmured, not quite parsing together what the wolfess said.

Didn't matter. She had made her choice, and nothing was going to stop her!

Pulling up, Lucretia stood reached down and grabbed Bruno's cock. With a hard grip, she angled his cock upwards with her pussy, and then began pressing down. Just a few touches at first; that's all! Her wet pussy slipped along his cock, causing the bashful boy to tense up in place. Again and again, she teased him with her superior body, before finally cutting things short.

Lucretia was never much of a teasing type anyway. Once she was ready to eat, well, nothing could stop her!

Swip! PAT!

“Aaahh~!"

Glory. Shear glory. With one push down along his perfectly angled cock, Lucretia fucked herself upon him. No, that's not quite right. With how Bruno was gasping, his eyes wide and mouth agape, it was clear he was the one being fucked here.

And it was glorious!

Lucretia's powerful pussy wrapped around his dick, holding firm against him as she sank down upon his lap. It all took less than a few seconds, maybe even quicker than that! But the wolfess was sitting on Bruno's cock, her firm and shapely ass resting along his lap.

A grin on her lips, Luca looked over her shoulder towards her captive prey, who was still gasping as he struggled to retain to reality. He wanted to say something – he tried to say something – but the only thing that left his lips were gasp and moans of pleasure. It took him a few moments to settle his nerves; he even ground his teeth together! But then his hands fell on her hips and waist, gripping her tight, while she reached up and placed her hand along the side of his head.

“Go ahead. Fuck me," Lucretia said, “Really pound with those cute little hips of yours!"

“Nnghh! Nmmph! Mmmm!"

Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! PAT!

And pound with those cute little hips Bruno did! His cock – his long, thick, hard, cock – thrusted in and out of her toned pussy with the fervent need of a lustful man! He could feel the individual ridges of her immaculate pussy as they rubbed and slid back against his cock, guiding him in deeper and deeper!

This... this was amazing!

This... this was bad!

After Lucretia, how could any other woman possibly compare?

Those thoughts didn't even register in Bruno's mind as he was far too focused on fucking the wolfess who sat on his lap. His cock pounded away at her cunt with enough strength to bounce her body up. He was using every inch of his surprisingly strong form to please Luca.

And it was working!

She clutched his head and read his face as her pussy suckled around the length inside of her. His gaping lips, closed eyes, and red face, was all so remarkably cute! Just watching him use every inch of his small frame to fuck her, drove the wolfess to bite into her bottom lip, and made her cunt tighten around his cock. There was so much power packed within his body, that his thrusts made her tits bounce and her hair flutter, all while deep moans began leaving her lips.

But it didn't just end there! With a mind of their own, Bruno's hands seized upon Lucretia's body, gripping at whatever area he could claw at! He kneaded her thighs, he squeezed her stomach and waist, and then his hands came up to her firm, busty breasts, where he squeezed her tight. Groping her tits as hard as he could, he gave high-pitched moans which flowed into Luca's ears, making them twitch.

And then began the twitching, the throbbing, and the tightening of his cock! Lucretia could feel it, and Bruno could likewise! His climax was coming, no, rushing towards them! Realizing this, the bashful boy begrudgingly began to slow down... only for Luca to start speeding up.

PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

“AAAAH ~~~! L-LLUUCCAAAA~~~!"

“Yeah! Nnngh~! Fuck my pussy!" she growled back through clinched teeth, “Really give it to me!"

“B-but... aaah~! I'm gonna--"

“Cum? Heh!? You're gonna cum?" she replied, cutting him off, “Then go ahead and do it! Fucking... feed me~! Haaaah!"

She asked for it! And considering how much bigger and stronger she was in comparison to him, there was nothing Bruno could do but accept it! So he gripped her hips tight, holding onto her for dear life as the wolfess gave him an amazing ride! Her bucking body bounced on his cock, pushing his dick deeper and deeper with every thrust! In the woman's bathroom, their moans and groans mixed with one another, getting louder and louder. Together, this boy and wolfess brought each other to the heights of pleasure... and took the plunge down at the same time!

“AAAHH~~~"

“Haaaaaooooohh~~!"

Cum. Hot, passionate, cum. It rushed and roared from the two; both Bruno and Lucretia. His cock reached the absolute zenith of rigidity as he tanked the full contents of his balls into the wolfess' amazonian body. Pink walls turned white as his virile seed flooded her pussy with so much volume, that it spurted from her cunt and streaked down his length.

But, again, he was not alone.

Luca clutched the side of his head tight, her teeth clinched as her pussy tightened around his dick. And by tightened, oh, it was like being clamped on by an industrial press! A warm... wet... fleshy... industrial press. It gripped hard upon his dick, holding him hostage, and milking him of every bit of seed he could possibly give her. And just when he thought it couldn't get better...

“Nngghh~!"

Squrrrrt!

A splattering of feminine jizz came roaring from her pussy, where it arched up and stained the door of the stall they were in. Flooding, flooding, and then trickling down, making a mess of the floor beneath them before. Such a powerful orgasm, such a needy one... and such a blissful end to this amazing session.

They sat there in that stall, panting for breath as sweat streaked down their forms, and the odor of sex permeated the air. Turning her head, Lucretia nose met Bruno's as they breathed in the same air. This went on for a few more moments, before the wolfess dove in, taking the boy into a kiss. It was passionate and wild, before tapering off into something slower. And then it came to a stop as their lips parted.

Lucretia's green eyes glowed, and grin spread out over her lips.

“Thanks for the meal," she said, making Bruno cock his head.

“Y-yeah..."

Again, his mind struggled to come to terms with what just happened. He came here to this bar just to prove his manliness... and somehow, that ended with him having the greatest sex of his life with the most amazing woman he could possibly conceive. Quite a way for things to turn, huh?

Shlop!

“Ah~?"

That was the sound of Lucretia's spent pussy as it lewdly slipped off of Bruno's cock. He remained sitting on the toilet seat, gazing up at the wolfess who leaned over on the door. Her ass raised and pointed towards his face, he watched as his jizz slid sinfully out of her cunt and down her thighs.

He'd never forget this sight for as long as he lived.

But his body was drained; too drained to move. He could only sit there and watch as Lucretia pulled her panties up, then did likewise with her ripped jeans. She pulled her shirt down too, and slipped her jean jacket back on her shoulders. This woman just fucked him in the public bathroom of a bar, yet in a matter of moments, she went right back to normal.

But before she left, she turned to face him, a grin on her lips. Reaching into her jacket, she pulled out of all things a notepad. Pen in hand, she scribbled some words on the pad, then tore out the page, before placing the sliver of paper into his hoodie's pocket.

“Get home safely now," she said whilst exiting the bathroom stall, and closing it shut behind her.

For several more moments, Bruno struggled to return to reality. After a few more seconds, he finally worked up the courage to reach his hand into his hoodie's pocket, where he pulled out the sliver of paper Lucretia handed to him.

Vanilla

Graphite Apartments Room 39D

Monday 8 PM

It said.

…

Act 2: Strawberry

Well, here he is. He couldn't believe he actually gained the courage needed to come out here. Sure it was at night where there wouldn't be nearly as many patrons as usual, but still, he came here nonetheless. He bought these clothes, got that duffel bag, he got on that bus, and he road it over here. Ah, yes, but... where exactly is here?

Well, 'here', is North Point Gym.

It was a big gym, and one that was still relatively new despite opening up the previous summer. Being active 24/7, there was always at least a few cars parked outside, though the number was low compared to peak hours. At this time of night, the crescent moon was high, and the stars were glittering, all as a young man stood right outside of its doors.

Compared to the patrons going in and coming out, he was a small fry. Heh, some would even consider it an insult to label him such a thing. Was he small? Yes. But was he also a bit of a poindexter? That too is, unfortunately, a yes.

Thus it's only accurate that his name is indeed Dexter. Dexter Penn to be exact. No, the humor is not lost on him.

Dexter Penn was well on his way to becoming some strong and powerful CEO in the future. He was smarter than almost everyone around him, he went to a college that specializes in business and entrepreneurship, he had more than a few connections despite being so young, and – perhaps the most important aspect – his family were very well-off. So, yes, do not be surprised if one day, his name is writing your paychecks.

What he lacked however, was the strength and the presence of a so-called CEO. Or a COO. Or a manager, or boss, or whatever! He wasn't some tall, strapping, gallant young man, he was – again – a small fry... a nerd. And his looks certainly helped in these regards. On a good day he barely broke over five feet. On most days, he was a solid four foot eleven! He had a somewhat slender frame which lacked a brawny strength to it, he had square-rimmed glasses on his face, and – the true death of whatever style he had – his black hair was always in a bowl-cut.

Always.

About the only thing that Dexter had which didn't imply timidness and frailty, was his eyes. His sharp eyes. Quizzical eyes. Eyes that were powerful. Eyes that could scan a person in a matter of seconds. Eyes so dark and so brown, some people would swear that his irises were black.

At least he had that going for him.

But Dexter was not unaware of his supposed issues. On more than one occasion, he had been belittled for lacking the same physical prowess that his father had. It frustrated him... annoyed him. As a child, he used to say he had yet to have his growth spurt. But he soon came to the realization that what he needed was activity. It's one thing to hone one's mind. He now had to hone his body.

And thus the bespectacled boy found himself here at North Pint Gym, after a significant amount of time of building up courage. Gone was his typical attire of slacks and button up shirts, instead being replaced with gym shorts, a gym shirt, and this hoodie of his. He even bought a duffel bag containing other clothes... though it was mostly just to make him seem more active than he really was!

When he entered into the gym, a sigh of relief left his lips. Just as he had hoped, there weren't many patrons at the moment. Sure there were a few others either at the treadmills or at the punching bags, but the number of patrons could be counted on a few hands, as oppose to the dozens that usually come in through these doors.

Not to say Dexter was embarrassed or anything about working out around others! He just didn't like big spaces! That's all! Yeah... totally...

Totally...

Fortunately for him, North Point Gym had a special where he could be an active member of the gym for one month free! Once signing up, Dexter was on his way his way to getting that strong body he was deserved. Now then...

What does a person actually do in a gym?

That thought bounded through his head as he stood in the center of North Point, an expression of confusion drawn on his typically aloof face. He thought for a moment, trying to formulate a plan, before sighing in annoyance with his own ineptitude. This was a gym! And a relatively empty one at that! He could do all manner of things! So it was best to start of easy.

Now, look, Dexter didn't come in here completely blind. The smartest thing a person can do is make a plan! And while his plan was simple – go in, work out, and leave – he did know what a person is supposed to do first when working out. And that would be to stretch. The last thing he wanted to do was pull a muscle the moment he got on a treadmill.

Walking over towards the area meant for yoga and stretching, Dexter opened up his duffel bag and reached inside. Pulling out a yoga mat all his own, he laid it out on the floor, then stood tall above it. Now came that embarrassment and confusion mixture. All he had to do was just stretch, right? Maybe even do a few poses like that tree one? That's the only yoga pose he knew! Maybe he was jumping the gun! No, he just needed to stretch! Touch his toes... like in high school!

So he stood on the mat, took in a deep breath, looked down at his feet, and bent over.

Snap!

“Gglk!?"

That's... not the sound his body is supposed to make, right? Specifically his spine? Oh no, did he break something already!?

Quickly standing up straight, Dexter rubbed his back as he gazed wide-eyed over his shoulder. Everything felt okay – he could still move and walk and what not – so he didn't break anything. Maybe he was just worrying himself over nothing. All he needed to do was stretch, so he again looked at his feet and began bending over.

Ah! This was way harder than he thought! The bespectacled boy could already feel the aches and the pains in his spine begin to rise! But he didn't stop himself! He didn't stop until he touched his toes! At which point, the pain in his spine grew so back, that he quickly uncurled. He only touched his toes for a fraction of a second.

Smooth, Dexter, smooooooooooth.

Pouting in annoyance of his own deficiencies, the bespectacled boy rubbed his spine as his eyes closed. This was harder than he thought, and he was only stretching! What, was he gonna break his legs the moment he got on the treadmill?

“You seem out of your depth, kid," a cool, powerful voice echoed into his ears.

Dexter froze in place and his face turned pale. Someone was here with him. Someone was speaking to him. That is not good. He did not have it in his plans to speak to anyone, or be spoken to! But someone was talking to him, and making matters worse, that someone was a girl.

For a few moments, he remained still like a statue. But then he worked up the courage to look over, where his gaze fell upon a wolfess nearby. She stood there, just a few feet away in fact. A wolfess, dark skin, burning red hair, and a wild bushy tail. She had a figure and a stature that could only be described as amazonian, one which was flaunted thanks to her gym clothing.

A black sports bra was on her chest, clinging to her, and offering him – offering everyone – a plunging view of her cleavage. Such big, busty, buxom, breasts. Breasts so large that they were probably larger than his head! No, not probably; most certainly they were larger than his head! On her stomach laid abs so strong, so chiseled, that he swore he was actually gazing upon the body of a superhero, not a living, breathing person! Her stomach was narrow too, before widening out into her powerful hips and thighs.

And 'powerful' was certainly the word for it. Those thighs of hers could easily bend steel, he was sure of it! And with her gripping, black and blue gym shorts on, he could see the very definition of her body beneath. The curves, the width, the bump of her butt; all of it was visible thanks to her workout attire.

Dexter remained pinned there, gazing upon the Olympian body of the woman beside him. And after a few moments of pensive staring, he worked up the nerve to bring his gaze up and see the face of the woman before him. The cool, vivacious, face, with these vibrant, verdant eyes, and this smirk on her lips.

The bespectacled boy felt pinned in place as the amazonian wolfess stood before him. With him being so short, and her being so tall, it was like he stood in the shadow of a pillar of power. This strong musculature, these hefty breasts, and these sharp green eyes. He'd never seen a woman like her before, at least not in person, and he wasn't sure if he'd ever want to stop looking at a woman like her.

Ah! But he needed to collect his nerves!

“Sorry... did I interrupt?" said the wolfess, jolting Dexter.

“N-no! No," he replied, shaking his head as a warm blush formed on his cheeks, “I was just... stretching... th-that's all..."

“Heh heh! I see that!" replied the wolfess as she walked up closer, “I just got in and was coming to my usual spot, where I see you out here. Let me guess..." her head cocked to one side, “This is your first time coming to a gym? Not just this gym, but any gym?"

“Was it... that obvious...?" Dexter asked, to which the wolfess chuckled.

“Well... even if I didn't come here often, it's clear to me that you have no idea what you're doing," she answered, “The name's Lucretia, by the way!"

“R... right... I'm Dexter Penn," he replied whilst averting his eyes and sheepishly scratching the back of his head, “Apologies if I was in your spot. It was empty, and I thought it was a good place to start my stretches in."

“Heh heh heh...! It's okay," said Lucretia, “North Point Gym's more than big enough for us. Besides, I don't mind sharing my spot with a little cutie like you."

“A little... cutie...?" Dexter replied, his voice standoffish and admittedly annoyed by her statement.

But Lucretia laughed, finding his response amusing! He came here specifically so others wouldn't see him as cute! He was trying to build up a physique, and become a man befitting of his future role as a CEO! But this wolfess was laughing at him, her voice boisterous and powerful... deep and womanly... alluring and vivacious.

Though Dexter's hands were balled into fists, he felt his abrasiveness start to fade away. Not from defeat, mind you, but instead because he found it impossible to be angry at a woman like Lucretia. Maybe it was all too bad. After all, if someone like her thought he was cute, that had to be a compliment in some way, right? Besides...

Her voice sounded so lovely.

“Tell ya what, Dexter," said Lucretia as she removed the duffel bag from her shoulders, “Since your new here, let me be your personal trainer for the night! I'll help you get into the swing of working out. Starting first with stretches!"

Dexter stepped back, appearing momentarily adverse to the idea. Again, he came here specifically so that he could be left alone in workout. He didn't want to be seen by anyone, due to his own embarrassment! Now Lucretia was offering the chance to help him workout, a sight that made him blush.

But on the other hand, he'd be a fool to pass up this chance. As embarrassing as it was to have his body be scrutinized by someone else, he really didn't know what he was doing! Having any sort of guidance would be a godsend, especially if it stopped him from hurting himself. Err... hurting himself any more than he'd already done. Besides...

It's not every day one gets to spend any time with a wolfess like Lucretia. So with that in mind...

“Um... s-sure," said Dexter as he again sheepishly averted his eyes, “I'd like that a lot. Thank you."

“Heh heh heh! Good to know!" Lucretia replied as she reached into her duffel bag and pulled out her yoga mat.

Such a simple movement. She got down on one knee, unzipped her bag, and pulled out her mat. Again, simple, right? But it was in the way she moved, specifically, the position her body was in. When she bent over to grab her yoga mat, Dexter gazed down straight towards her cleavage. Her endless... endless... cleavage. Nmmm!

“Did you hear me?" said Lucretia, cutting his thoughts short.

“Wh-what? You said something?" he replied.

Was he so focused on her tits that he ignored what she said? Yes, yes he was, shamelessly so.

“I said you were stretching," said the wolfess as she began rolling out her mat, “But the way you were stretching seemed hard for you. Standing up and touching your toes. Heh heh! I almost saw your cute little but fall over!"

There it was again. She was calling him cute.

“I didn't... I mean..." Dexter replied, “Uhh... that's how you're supposed to do it, right?"

“Well... you can do it that way," said Lucretia as she sat down on her yoga mat, “But it'll be better for someone like you to do it this way. You don't have to balance or anything, and it won't hurt your back as much. Sit down with me, just like this!"

“Um... okay..."

Mirroring Lucretia, Dexter sat down next to the wolfess on his yoga mat. He was still blushing a bit, while she had this charming grin on her lips. Briefly she leaned on her knees, her green eyes darting up and down his body, a sight which caused him to look away. He did so at just the moment she began to lick her lips.

“Stretch out your legs, Dexter," said Lucretia as she did so herself, extending her legs out and pressing them together, “Just like this."

“Uh-huh... s-sure..."

Mirroring her, he extended his legs and pressed them together, then looked over towards Lucretia. She smiled, nodded too, then began extending her arms out towards her legs. Fingers pointed, she flaunted how surprisingly limber her powerful form could be, as she easily touched her toes without even an ounce of exertion. It was a similar position to what he was doing before, only she was sitting instead of standing. That makes it easier, right?

Wrong! But not for the reasons one would suspect. Dexter hadn't even attempted the stretch yet. He was far too focused on staring.

Lucretia's body... was undeniably perfect. Her physique, her stature, her form; there was no bend or imperfection with any of it. And in this arched position – her body like a 'c' – he got quite the view of her side profile. Her legs, her arms... and her breasts. Those big, busty, buxom, breasts.

And then she uncurled.

“Ah! There!" said the wolfess as she turned to face him, a grin on her lips as she red the blush he wore, “Close your mouth, Dexter, 'less you're looking to catch some flies."

“H-huh? Oh! Oh my," he said as he looked away, attempting to hide his embarrassment, “A-apologies..."

“Heh heh heh! Don't worry! Just take a deep breath! Stretching like this shouldn't be too hard!" she said, either not noticing his blatant ogling... or ignoring it, “And when you take in that breath, make sure to hold it, got it?"

“Um... y-yeah..."

Closing his eyes, Dexter attempted to force out the image of Lucretia's body. Easier said than done since she was right next to him! After a few moments, he figured that if he just didn't look at her, then it would be easier to ignore her! With that in mind, he nodded and decided to focus on his work out. Taking in a deep, deep breath, he held it within himself, began stretching out to touch his toes.

“Nnghh...!"

“Hold your breath," Lucretia said, her tone a reassuring whisper.

Easier said than done! He already felt little aches and pains in his body! It was like having a bunch of pins and needles poke at the underside of his knees, and the center of his spine! This sensation of stretching himself out! He really was in over his head!

But before he could give up, Lucretia walked around behind him. Her hands fell on his shoulders, gently kneading and stroking him, and causing his eyes to widen. No, no, no! If she touched him, then how could he possibly ignore her!?

“You're figure... heh heh heh... so cute," Lucretia whispered into his ears, “Here, let me help you get into proper position. And remember: keep your breath in! Don't. Say. A. Word."

“Gghnnn!!!"

Why was she doing this to him? Why was she touching him directly? And with her order in his head, he wasn't allowed to say a word! He was trapped! Utterly and completely trapped by this powerful, domineering, voluptuous... amazonian... sexy woman.

Lucretia's hands gently stroked along his body, tweaking and turning certain areas of his body so that he was in perfect stretching position. He felt her hands run upon his shoulders, travel along his arms, then come down to his waist where she gave him a gentle squeeze. A slight 'Eep!' noise left his lips, but Lucretia whispered--

“Hold it steady..."

Her voice traveled into his ears... and her heavy, hefty, firm, tits rested upon his neck.

Her tits... were resting... on his... neck.

Dexter's face was as red as a tomato. Lucretia's breasts were firm and heavy, but they were also so soft and warm. Even through the stretchy fabric of her sports bra, he could feel the curves and shape of her busty bosom. It sent trembles down his spine, but somehow he remained in his arched position.

“You're a good listener, Dexter," Lucretia whispered into his ear, her voice making him heat up, “You're in a good position now, so let's hold it just like this for a few seconds."

“Nnmmmm!!!"

That's all he could eek out. He didn't want to disobey Lucretia, but also, he feared saying a word would reveal what he was trying to hide; his affection. Specifically, the affection that was beginning to grow between his legs.

Damn these gym shorts! If he had known he'd be in a position like this, he would have come here in sweat pants, or something else baggy! Now he feared that his growing manhood would be revealed to the sharp-eyed wolfess! Not exactly a fear he had when leaving his home earlier this day, but here we are!

“1... 2... 3... 4.... 5... aaaannnndddd... release!" Lucretia said as she pulled away, allowing Dexter to flop on the floor like a wet blanket.

“Aaaaahh! Ooooooooh...! Hoooooooh... nngghh!"

Well... that certainly got his mind off of the wolfess and her body!

The aches and pains Dexter's body suffered as he relaxed from his stretch, could not be described in words! Yes, he knew working out would be straining on the body, but c'mon! All he did was stretch! Was that really enough to ware him ragged? He really did need to go to the gym more!

Opening his eyes, the bespectacled boy looked up... where his eyes fell on Lucretia's body. The wolfess was standing tall above him, a grin on her lips as his fists laid on her hips. The sight quickly returned a blush to his face as he shrunk a bit, incapable of speaking as this glorious amazon chuckled upon him.

“You feeling that ache? Heh heh! That's a good kind of ache!" Lucretia said as she cocked her head, “Stretching is important when one starts working out! We don't want you pulling something when you start running on the treadmill!"

“Um... I... I uh... nmm..." Dexter mumbled back, further making the wolfess chuckle.

“Hey! Sorry if I was being a bit pushy there!" she apologized whilst squatting down to get a better look at him, “You're okay, right? Nothing hurts?"

“Nm... my ego, a little," he replied as he sat up, making Lucretia chuckle more.

“Hey, don't be so hard on yourself," she said in a reassuring manner, her hand kneading his shoulder, “It's your first time at a gym. The more you work out here, the more fit your body becomes. You should be proud of yourself, in fact! Not a lot of people take the first step needed to come in here at all."

“I uh... huh..." Dexter looked away, never seeing it like that, “Thanks..."

“Heh... don't mention it." Lucretia said, her hand resting on her cheek as she leaned in with glowing green eyes, “Now then, before we get moving on our next position, I think it's time we handled that little guy right there. Don't you agree?"

“That... little guy...?" the bespectacled boy repeated, his face paling, “What do you mean?"

“Heh heh heh... I think you know exactly what I mean," she answered whilst pointing straight towards his crotch.

And the shameless hard on he was sporting.

Dexter's fears were confirmed; not only did he pop a boner in front of this wolfess he didn't know, but she saw it! Making matters worse, she was pointing at it! What does he do? WHAT DOES HE DO!? He's never been in this position before! Maybe if he runs, he could make a break for it through the door and--

Pat!

“Nnghh?"

Lucretia's hand...

Fell upon his crotch.

“L-L-Lucretia...?" he said, stunned to near silence as the wolfess raised her finger and placed it to her lips in a 'shush' manner.

“Hey, hey... let's keep this between ourselves, hm?" she said, her powerful tone now laced with this eroticism in it that made his blood pump, “Cute little boys like you should know better. Coming to big, near empty gyms all by yourself. Heh heh heh...! Something... naughty might happen to you."

“Lucrettiaaa..." he groaned, “Your hand, it's..." Clinch! “Nngghh~!"

“You see... North Point Gym is really big," the wolfess continued, “And at this time of night, not many people are rushing in here to do yoga. Quite frankly, not many people rush in here to do much of anything! You'd be surprised what you can get away with when you're really quiet, even in a public place like this."

“Wh... what...?"

His face was red, his eyes were wobbling, and his brain struggled to keep up with what was happening. Seeing him drove Lucretia closer, who reached down and grabbed his hand, where she locked their fingers together. Her other hand meanwhile, continued to cup and palm his ever stiffening manhood through his shorts.

“Mmm... I'm gonna sink my fangs into your cute little butt!"

Dexter's eyes continued to wobble as the wolfess turned him around again. Frozen solid, he stared at the empty space of the yoga floor before him, while Lucretia pulled his head in, resting it against her firm bosom. Such lovely tits... naturally, feeling them against his head only increased the anxiety he was feeling. All the while, her chuckles tickled his ear.

“Let's work on your stretching again~" whispered Lucretia in a sing-songy manner, “Stretch out your legs, Dexter~"

“L-Lucrettiaaa...!" he groaned back.

“Nuh-uh-uh! Your personal trainer has an order," she whispered, pressing her superior body to his, “And a good, cute little boy like you has to obey! Soooooo... Stretch. Out. Your. Legs~!"

Lucretia's voice sounded so erotic, so lustful, so... hungry! He had never heard such a tone in a woman before, let alone when it was directed at him! It caused Dexter to close his eyes and bite into his bottom lip. One part of him wanted to disobey, but another part of him just could not deny her.

Slowly he began extending his legs again, straightening them out, and making Lucretia chuckle all the more.

“Good boy~" she whispered into his ear, an affirmation that immediately felt like a boon to his spirit, “Buuuuuuuuuut, we need a bit more space for this position! Let's widen out your legs!"

“Glk!?"

Reaching down, Lucretia rested her hand upon his thigh. Gently she stroked him, moving her hand around and around in circles as she worked his legs open. Dexter continued trembling beneath her, which further made chuckle into his ear.

“Remember: deep breaths! Deeeeeeeeep... ffuuuuuuuu...! Breaths... haaaaaaaaaah~~"

Her breathing flowed right into his ears, tickling him, teasing him, and drawing an involuntary--

“Aaaah~"

From his mouths.

“Shhhh! Nuh-uh-uh! No words~!" said Lucretia in a teasing manner, “Remember? We have to keep the air in your lungs. You might pull something and hurt yourself if you decompress so soon, and I don't want to risk that. So take in a deep breath, Dexter. Be a good boy!"

“Fffuuuuuuuuuu!"

Dexter's chest expanded as he sucked in air through his gaping maw. The sound of it made the wolfess giggle, but she didn't say a word. Instead she continued widening out his legs, spreading them to a point that his crotch was open, but there was minimum discomfort on his end. The bespectacled boy wanted to say a word despite his filled lungs, but Lucretia merely wagged his finger, keeping him silent.

Then she pulled him back, again resting his head atop her busty, firm, tits. His body heated up from the feeling. This sports bra she wore was such a thin layer. Right beneath it was the flesh of her body. Maybe Lucretia realized his desires, because she tipped over just a bit, allowing his head to touch flesh directly via the cleavage of her top.

And Dexter's eyes grew wide.

“Almost~" she whispered soothingly into his ear, “Keep your hands to your sides. No moving, no touching. Heh heh heh! Just sit right here like the cute, good boy you are! Heh heh!"

She moved in again, fully reclining his body against hers as her tits continued cradling his head. Lucretia's hands began moving up and down his body next, hugging under his arms to stroke her fingers upon his thighs and hips, then sliding up towards his stomach and chest. One hand slipped under his shirt, touching flesh directly, while the other hand began pulling down the zipper of his hoodie.

“Keep your breath in," Lucretia whispered into his ear, “No breathing. Slick. Mmm... Slick... nnnn~"

“Hhnngngngngh~~!"

Smirking cutely, the wolfess began licking at Dexter's ear, sending quivers and shivers down his spine as his eyes swelled again. Her wet, slimy tongue lapped upon the outter shell of his ear, before sliding and tracing inside. It felt so weird! So slimy! So ticklish! So good! Never had the bespectacled boy's body felt so hot!

But Lucretia didn't stop there! She opened her mouth, brought over her teeth, and began gently biting and nibbling upon his flesh. Once wide eyes slid into squints as Dexter's teeth began grinding against one another, and the pressure began building ever more. But – again – the wolfess didn't stop at just licking or nibbling; she kissed his ear as well! Pressing her powerful lips against his ear in smooch after smooch, after smooch.

The licking, the biting, the kiss; it all made Dexter melt more and more. Or, at least, he would, had it not been for Lucretia's earlier command. Yes, even now he kept his breath held as best he could, not wanting to disobey her. She seemed to notice this, chuckled too, before whispering into his ear,

“You're such a good boy, Dexter. Heh heh... go ahead... let it out..."

“Aaaaaaahahh~~~!"

That ended up sounding far more erotic than he intended it on. Not that it mattered.

Dexter's chest heaved up and down, breathing heavily as the wolfess continued her erotic assault. More kisses, more licks, more bites; all of it fell upon his ear and cheek, all as his body grew hotter... and the tower between his legs grew bigger and bigger.

Shamelessly, Dexter sported his hard-on in the middle of the gym, not caring if anyone saw it. His mind was far too awash with pleasure, as his eyes rolled up, and his cheeks turned redder. Deeper and heavier breaths started leaving his gaping mouth, while Lucretia's hands started groping his body directly.

She stroked her hand along his stomach and dragged her claws down his chest, while her other hand slipped beneath the hem of his shorts. Dexter gritted his teeth as the wolfess reached down and wrapped her feisty hand around his throbbing cock. Then she squeezed. Then she jerked it!

“Nnggghh~~!"

“Heh heh heh heh... hah hah hah ha~~!"

Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, Lucretia jerked her hand along Dexter's cock. For such a big, strong, powerful woman, she had such a gentle and erotic touch... with more than just a hint of hunger! Her hand handled his cock with a practiced ease. She knew her way around a person's body, especially a man's body... especially a boy's body.

Recoiling a bit, Dexter brought his gaze down to see his shorts as Lucretia's hand laid inside. Up and down, he watched his pants move in tandem with the pleasure he felt. Aaaah... this was far better than masturbating alone at night, that's for sure.

“Aaauughhh~" Dexter moaned, his chest heaving up and down as his eyes again began to roll backwards.

“Heh heh heh!"

Lucretia's laughter fell on deaf ears; the bespectacled boy was far too lost in pleasure. He only reacted when the wolfess slipped her hand from under his shorts, releasing his cock. And even then, his reaction was just a slight 'Nngh!'

Bringing her hand up, Lucretia gazed upon the precum which oozed down her fingers. The sight of it drove her to lewdly and loudly lick her lips, her tongue even clicking against her mouth in an erotic sound, one which rung into Dexter's ears. Then she licked her fingers, cleaning them of his clear sauce. Then she stood up, dropping him to the floor.

Thud!

Dexter stared up to the ceiling overhead, his eyes wide and mouth agape. For a few moments he laid there, panting desperately for breath while his mind struggled to catch up with his body. Everything was so scrambled, so screwy! And when he worked himself up, he stared forward to see Lucretia, standing tall and looming over him.

A grin laid on her boisterous lips as her green eyes glowed in his direction. Fists on her hips, she imposed her body and her superiority over him, before slowly descending dowwwnn. Dexter swallowed his spit... then propped himself up with his arms.

Lucretia laid down on the floor before him, one hand on her chin to keep it up, while the other hand laid on his crotch. Through his shorts, she toyed with his penis with her middle and index finger, giggling as she rolled her digits around the head of his member. Even with his shorts and underwear on, he could see the thick head of his cock on the other end, like a silhouette of a ghost.

“Heh heh... so cute," Lucretia whispered as she leered at his dick, “I wonder how big it is. A cutie like you... heh... you just have to have a monster cock. A big one. It's gonna taste soooooo good."

“Glk...? Monster cock...? T-taste...?" Dexter muttered, but the wolfess didn't give him a chance to think about it.

Grabbing his shorts, she slipped her fingers beneath their rim, and began pulling them down. The bespectacled boy locked up in place, his mouth splitting wider and wider as his shorts slid all the way down until--

Fwip!

“Ah-hah! I fucking knew it!"

Eyes wide, Dexter came face to face with his own dick. It stood tall before him, throbbing and twitching, as precum oozed from the tip. And, what the hell? Never had his cock been so big before! Long too! And... was it wider than usual? Now, look, he wasn't the type of person who compared his penis to others, nor did he ever wonder if his size was preferable to a woman. But right now? Now? His dick looked positively, well... as Lucretia put it, monstrous!

And as big as his cock was, it hurt just as much! The pain, the ache, the tightness; his manhood felt less like flesh and blood, and more like brick and concrete! Dexter's toes curled in an attempt to relieve some of the tension he felt, while Lucretia dropped her hand.

Gently she draped her fingers upon his length, stroking it with her powerful digits. From the base to the tip she stroked him; again and again and again. Her tender touches made him melt, causing Dexter to deflate slightly, though his arms kept him propped up. Again, Lucretia knew her way around a phallic shaped object.

A grin spread out over the wolfess' lips as her domineering, green eyes stared up towards his melting face. Ooooh, such a cute boy; seeing him be overwhelmed with pleasure, gave her more joy than he could possibly know. Moreover, his cock was throbbing and twitching like furious within her palm. Precum oozed from the tip in an endless river of syrup, which traveled down his sides to stain her stroking digits.

Such a big and thick dick. It felt like she was handling a hot, metal pole instead of a fleshy cock. Surely, it would taste good, right? With such a cute boy, his sweat traveling down his body as his panting moans shamelessly filled the air, Lucretia knew his cock would be the best thing she's tasted all night long! Her hungers were so great, she again licked her lips in a lewd display, before closing her eyes, tucking some hair aside, opening up her mouth, and descending down...

“Shlup!"

“Oh~!?"

Huh. So this is what a woman's mouth feels like. All hot and moist, slimy too, with those teeth, and that tongue, and that pressure. Aaaah... oooooh... Dexter got it now. He understood why oral sex was so desirable.

Lucretia pursed her lips as she cradled his cock within her mouth. Deeper and deeper down the wolfess pushed, while her green eyes stared up his body to gaze upon his cute, warbling face. He was lost, drowning in a sea of pleasure as the amazonian wolfess did what she did best; devour cute little boys!

“Suck! Suck! Slrrp! Slkk! Slucck!"

“Aaah~~! Haah~! Hoooh~! Oooh~! L-Lucretia~"

Dexter's legs twitched, where they nearly closed in over the wolfess' head. But she placed her hands upon his thighs, keeping him open, before she slipped her arms beneath his legs. Hugging him closer, Lucretia pushed her head deeper down on his cock, while her tongue lapped and licked at his burly dick.

Mm, mm, mmm! She was right, ya'know! It tasted amazing!

Grinning and chuckling even with her mouth full of cock, Lucretia's head bobbed up and down on Dexter's dick. His moans and groans continued filling the air, being broken only by desperate panting. This pleasure was overwhelming! His mind struggled to keep up with reality! Every now and then, he'd remember that, oh yeah, he was in a public gym! But then he'd stare back down upon Lucretia's face, and instantly be swept back up into a sea of pleasure.

But then the wolfess began pulling back with a wet, lewd and loud--

“Fwwwummmp... Pop! Ahh! Heh heh heh!" reaching down, she idly began stroking his dick as her green eyes stared into his face, “You've got quite a bit of stamina to go along with this monster cock of yours, Dexter! Eh heh heh! I think I'll toy with you a little bit more until we get to the main course. Nnnmm... I always have room for appetizers."

Dazed and silent, Dexter watched as Lucretia moved forward on his body, where she lifted up her chest. Amid her sexual foreplay, the wolfess' body too had started to heat up, causing sweat to gently slide down her body. It made her shimmer in the light of the gym, and brought his gaze straight towards the almighty cleavage of her tits.

Grabbing her sports top, Lucretia pulled it open, creating a tiny gap that lined up perfectly with her tits. And what was she going to do with that gap? Before Dexter could ask, he watched as she angled his throbbing cock perfectly with her chest. And then she pushed down.

“Gaaah~!"

Ah, that's what she was doing with that gap!

Slowly, Lucretia slid down on Dexter's pelvis, pushing his hard cock up through her tits. With his eyes wide and mouth agape, he watched his dick penetrate her bosom, where it stood through her cleavage on the other end. This mighty spire of lust and desire; it was cradled on all sides, whether it be by Lucretia's chest, her sports bra, or her firm, busty, breasts!

A titjob too? Lucretia was giving her a titjob? He was fortunate enough to feel the glory of her breasts sandwich his dick? Was this a dream? Had he fallen and stricken his head somewhere during his travel to the gym? If so, he never wanted this dream to end!

Much like she did before with her hungry mouth, Lucretia began guiding her chest up and down on Dexter's dick. Her hands rested on his hips and thighs, while this domineering and erotic grin laid on her lips. With the sweat on her body, and the spit on his cock, she easily commanded this paizuri, giving the bespectacled boy so much pleasure.

And this pleasure was overwhelming!

Lucretia's tits were so big and so firm! They pressed to the sides of his dick, squeezing him like soft, warm, smooth, stones! Their weight too batted down upon his cock as she grew faster and stronger with her titjob, sending this erotic 'Plap!' noise out through the gym!

How had no one seen this yet? How had no one heard them? Why didn't Dexter care!? No, he did more than just sit here and enjoy the feeling of her tits! Curling his toes and balling his hands into fists, the bespectacled boy began thrusting up with his hips, making that 'Plaping!' noise sound off more and more like a machine! It just went--

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Further and further his cock tightened between her tits, reaching the absolute zenith of pleasure and need! Then his balls clinched, drawing up close to his body, and making him jolt upright! Reaching down, Dexter palmed the center of Lucretia's head, and--

“Nnggghh! Haaaaahh~~~"

That... got way louder than he intended. What was also loud?

Squirt! Spurt! Spllurt! Spurrt!

Yeah, his climax. He didn't even know it was possible for his orgasm to make a noise!

Again and again, Dexter unleashed the contents of his balls inside of Lucretia's tits. Hot, youthful, virile jizz, all flooded within her cleavage, coating her chest with spicy spunk! And just when he thought he couldn't shoot anymore, the wolfess brazenly pushed down on his dick, allowing him to shoot lines of seed upon her face. More cum jizzled upon her face, then splattered on her tits, leaving all of it marred white with his hot, pearly seed. Then and only then did Dexter fall back, flattening upon the ground as he gasped desperately for air.

That was amazing.

As he struggled to catch his breath, Lucretia pulled her tits off of his cock with a lewd and loud, 'Shlap!' The mere gesture flung cum about, but the wolfess didn't care. Chuckling instead, she swiped some cum up with her finger, and then plugged it into her mouth, tasting and enjoying it with an audible,

“Mmmm... aaaah..."

Getting up on her knees, Lucretia sat up near Dexter, hanging over him with her hands resting on her cum-stained tits. It took him a few moments to open his eyes and realize she was looking at him. This cocky grin laid on her lips, and her hips swayed from side to side, while her green eyes ran up and down his body.

“Heh heh... good workout today, Dexter," she said before glancing aside, “Buuuuuuuuuut... I think we can do a little better," her eyes cut back, “Don't you? Heh heh..."

“Uh... um... uhhh..." he muttered back.

“C'mon, let's work up a sweat before we hit the showers."

Grabbing her duffel bag, Lucretia opened it up and reveal her sweat towel. Only, instead of using it to clean off her sweat, she used it to clean off the cum he so gleefully glazed her with. Once it was over, she looked down upon her captive prey, and dropped her towel aside. Then she grabbed her sports bra... and pulled it off...

Fwip!

She didn't even bother looking around to make sure no one was watching. Why would she care? Her focus was on Dexter, and Dexter alone. And the bespectacled boy's eyes grew wide as the wolfess' busty tits were exposed in the air of the gym. Their size, their shape, her dark nipples; absolutely none of it was hidden. And it was coming closer. And closer. And closer. Until--

Glomp!

“Nmmph!?"

Lucretia cradled Dexter's head, holding him in close and smothering him with her tits! He was so overwhelmed, he didn't even care that his glasses were pressing into his face! Thankfully, the wolfess removed them, placing the spectacles aside so that he could feel every inch of her firm tits.

“Nmmm... they felt so amazing..."

Lucretia was so big, so strong, so large, that she easily enveloped his body. He fit into her arms as she hugged him, and as she sat on his lap, she gave him very little room to move. Not that he cared. He just snuggled against the wolfess, groaned against her, feeling her superior body against his tiny one. And just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, she tipped his head up, and stared into his brown eyes.

Then she chuckled. Then she moved in.

“Mmmff!"

“Nmmm!?"

This... was his first kiss. A bit late to get that, what with her having just given him a blowjob and titjob! Ah, not that he cared, for this kiss was no less explosive.

Eyes closed, Dexter instinctively went on with Lucretia's kiss as her tongue lapped at his. It was slow and passionate, moving at a pace to give him pause, yet one which turned his gears. He hugged Lucretia, squeezing her with all of his might, while her arms rested on his shoulder, clutching him in closer. At the same time, her hips began moving, grinding her pelvis against his, and stimulating his cock.

Then she got faster, and faster, and faster, inspiring Dexter to do the same! He sped up to match Lucretia's pace, flailing his tongue hopelessly against hers as they began trading moans and groans. Even if he didn't know how to kiss, he certainly made up for it with enthusiasm! Not that the wolfess minded; his hopeless flailing only made him that much sweeter!

The feeling was mutual. Lucretia tasted so damn good! The more Dexter licked and swallowed her spit, the more he desired her, the more he longed for her! She was a true amazon, and he was so damn fortunate to be held in her strong arms, and feel her hungry lips against his!

But it all came to a stop. Lucretia pulled away from Dexter with a chuckle, leaving him wanting as he gazed up at the wolfess. But she wasn't leaving him, no, no! She wouldn't imagine that! She was just getting into position!

Turning around, the wolfess stretched before her captive lover, letting him see the definitions of her powerful physique... and then she dropped down on her hands and knees. Slipping her thumb into the waistband of her gym shorts, she pulled it down slowly, unveiling her lower body towards his awe-stricken eyes.

This butt. This big, firm, shapely, butt! It stared at him, her toned pussy between her legs, her tight puckering asshole, and her red-furred tail sprung up. She didn't want him to miss one moment of this!

“Alright, Dexter!" she said whilst swaying her hips left and right, “Come here and start swinging with those hips of yours! Heh heh! We're gonna build up your stamina! One thrust at a time!"

That order, in combination with her swaying ass, caused Dexter's dick to spring upwards with an audible--

SHWING!

Stumbling forward, he rested his hands upon Lucretia's hips and waist, drawing forth a teasing chuckle from her lips. He didn't care much however, for his eyes were focused on this amazing ass of hers. Like he was appreciating a fine work of art, he stroked his hands along her buttocks, bringing them down to the bottom, where he squeezed in.

Or, well, tried to. Let's face it; in no world could his meager strength be enough to bend Lucretia's butt. It was just too damn firm! And sooooooooooo damn perfect! That didn't stop him though. He continued cupping and groping the wolfess' ass, even spreading her cheeks apart to flaunt her dripping wet pussy, and her tight, puckering anus. Amid his groping, Lucretia chuckled while still shaking her ass, taunting him more and more until he released her cheeks, letting them 'CLAP!' back together.

This body. This fucking body. He was going to fuck this fucking body. He was going to fuck it so fucking hard!

His as hard as a diamond, and longer than a rod, Dexter leaned in and began grinding against Lucretia's pussy. Once, twice, thrice his length stroked along her cunt, making her chuckle, while his teeth grew clinched. Aiming his cock down, he finally angled it correctly with Lucretia's pussy, where his burly head began grinding against her toned folds. He was new to this, but he was not ignorant. Being a smart kid, he knew biology, specifically a woman's body. So after a few more tertiary grinding, he found the entrance to her pussy... and pushed inside!

“Nnnggh~ Aaaaahhaaaah~!"

“Heh heh~! That's it~! Aaah~"

Oh... Lucretia's pussy was just as strong as she was. It gripped his dick, clinching him, and forcing him to be molded to her superior body. But even with all of this power, there was a gentleness to her hold. Like her body was saying 'Don't worry; I got ya'.

Or, ya'know, maybe Dexter was just overwhelmed with pleasure. This wasn't a woman's body, this was an amazon's body, and it was superior to anything he could have ever imagined!

Gripping her hips tight, the bespectacled boy pushed down until he couldn't push any further! His cock was buried as deep into Lucretia as it could physically go, his hips pressed against her firm butt. For a few moments he sat there, basking in the feeling of her cunt sucking down his dick, while his hands kneading and groped at her hips and ass. He wanted to marvel and indulge in this body for as long as he could, but primal instincts began winning out. Slowly, Dexter pulled his hips back, driving his cock out of her cunt. He bottomed out of her, sitting there for a couple of moments, before--

Pat!

“Aaauughhh~!"

“Heh heh~ keep going~"

Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat!

It was a fight. Oooooooooh, it was a fight! Pulling his dick out of Lucretia's pussy, required a fair bit of effort on his end. Thrusting back inside was just as hard, requiring him to use all of the weight and power he had packed in his small form. Lucretia was just too damn strong!

But he didn't let that deter him. Or maybe his mind was just too far gone to care. As difficult as it was to fuck the powerful wolfess, Dexter made up for it with shear desire. His hips began to blur as he slammed into Lucretia with the full weight of his body, pounding into her cunt. Her muscular pussy squeezed and gripped hard around his dick, stroking him down to the base, and drawing passionate moans from his lips. As for Lucretia...

“Nnnghh~ Nmmmmm~! Mmmmphh~~~ Aaaah~ That's it...! Nnggghh~! Keep swinging... aaaah~"

The wolfess leaned forward, resting on her chest with her arms beneath her chin. She could feel every inch of Dexter's dick as he slammed into her, sending quivers through her body. Firm though her ass was, quivers still traveled through her butt, which trailed throughout her body. Groaning lustfull, the wolfess laid there, allowing her lover to pound and fuck and thrust for as long as he could, for as hard as he could.

And boy, did he fuck hard. Small though he may be, he had a surprising bit of strength in his bones. Having such a big and long dick didn't hurt things either. Every inch of his member streaked through every inch of her cunt, grinding and gliding along her folds, while his burly member kissed up to her womb; again and again and again.

Fucking great! A grin spread out over Lucretia's lips as she gazed towards the dsitance, allowing her small lover to fuck her deeply.

“Nmnn~ Harder... harder~~!"

Her command flowed into his ears, driving him to thrust harder in hopes of pleasing this amazon of a wolfess. The gym, his workout; none of that mattered as he fell into his own little world, one he shared only with Lucretia and Lucretia alone. Falling forward, he laid his chest upon Lucretia's back, while his arms wrapped around her waist, squeezing her tight. His hips meanwhile--

PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

They got even faster, even stronger, guiding his dick in and out of her cunt like a jackhammer slamming into concrete! The sound of their erotic bodies echoed out against the relatively silent gym, as sweaty flesh smacked against sweaty flesh.

Yes, that's it! They were truly working up a sweat! Only instead of running or performing push-ups or any traditional exercise, they were honing their bodies with sex! So... sexercise! It was twice as fun, and twice as draining! But best of all, when that moment of pleasure finally hit its zenith, what followed was pure euphoria!

“Aaauh~! Haah~! Aah~! Haah! Haauughh~!"

“Heh heh~ Cumming, you little cutie?" Lucretia groaned through lustful lips, “Then do it. Fill this hungry wolfess! Fill her to the brim!"

“Ah~! Ah~! Haah~! Ah~! Aaaahhhh~~~!"

Spurrrrt!!!

Again? Yes, again! Again his climax was so... loud!

His body arching back as his head tipped towards the ceiling, Dexter tanked the full contents of his balls inside of Lucretia's hungry pussy. As his dick erupted and shot his virile seed, the wolfess' cunt milked and stroked off his dick, swallowing every bit of cum he could give her. It was so hot, so thick, so gooey; it completely coated her walls with seed, much like he did her tits before.

But above all...

“Nnggghhhh~~~! Aaaaaaahhhh...!"

Squirrrrrt!

Smiling, a shudder traveled through Lucretia's body as she came herself, coating Dexter's dick and balls in her feminine jizz, as well as the yoga mat beneath them. But it didn't just end there. Her pussy tightened around his member, squeezing him at the absolute limit he could, drawing out his climax even further! A few more spurts of seed shot out into her cunt, more and more... before he collapsed fully on her back.

“Aaaaah... haahh! Haah! Haa! Aah! Aah!"

Dexter's fervent panting filled the air around them, his mouth gaping wide and his eyes closed shut. The wolfess remained on her knees for a few moments, before laying down on the floor completely, resting upon it with him on her back. Even as he gasped for breath, her teasing chuckles could be heard, while she reached back to gently knead the top of his head.

“And that... aaah... is how you work out," Lucretia said with a wry grin, “Heh heh! Now let's hit the showers to wash off..."

“Zzzzzzzzz..."

“Huh? Oh... heh... later then..."

Sex is a very exhausting practice. When one's body is thrusting and fucking, all of that blood pumping through their veins, things can easily drain a person. Thanks to Lucretia's teachings about holding his breath, Dexter was able to go far longer than he should have. Still, the moment their fucking came to a stop, he went out like a light!

And he stayed out like a light until--

“Lucretia?"

Brown eyes snapped open, gazing upon the empty space of a yoga floor. Dexter was resting atop his duffel bag in the middle of a near empty gym. There were some people around, but those number of people could be counted on one hand when not including the gym's workers. This number also included himself, as there was a stunning lack of--

“Lucretia? L-Lucre... tia...?"

Sitting up on his knees, Dexter gazed around in search of the amazonian wolfess, where he saw nothing. It was just him on the yoga floor, him and endless space. His shorts were back on, his hoodie too. Even his glasses had been placed back on his face neatly!

“What the...?"

Had he imagined that? No, there's no way he imagined that! He can have an active imagination at times, but if he really did imagine that, he would have been insane! But if it wasn't his imagination, then where did Lucretia's go?

So... that was real, huh? All of it was real? He really did come here just to work out, only to end up fucking a wolfess? This was so crazy, he couldn't have even come up with it in his most wildest of wet dreams. His body tingled and ruminated, feeling sore in a lot of places, but also feel so damn elated. It was weird, yes, but a good kind of weird.

Dexter was going to head home now. For his first visit to the gym, things ended in a rousing success! He was definitely going to come back here in the future, and who knows, maybe he'll run into a certain redheaded wolfess again.

Maybe...

For now, Dexter grabbed his duffel bag, but before he could sling it on his shoulder, he noticed it had been zipped open. Reaching for the zipper, he was juuuuust about to pull it close, only to see a sliver of paper hanging out of it. Confused, he grabbed the paper and pulled it out, where he saw a note written upon it.

Strawberry

Graphite Apartments Room 39D

Monday 8 PM

It said.

Graphite Apartments? Room 39D? Monday at eight? What did this all mean? Wait, were these... orders? Yes, they were telling him to be at this certain place at eight on Monday! But if so, then who wrote it?

He didn't need to think that hard to find out.

A blush formed on Dexter's face as this bashful smile spread on his lips. Monday at eight, huh? He was definitely going to be there! But for tonight, he would head home, his mind filled with thoughts of an amazonian wolfess who taught him the pleasures of the body!

“Sniff sniff... ah... I stink..."

After a quick trip to the showers, of course!

…

Act 3: Chocolate

This was stupid. This was so incredibly stupid. This was without a doubt the dumbest thing he had ever done in his entire life.

Money. Some people got to have it, some people really need it. And he was one of those 'people'. To say he was poor would be a bit... loose. He wasn't poor per se, but he was far from rich. When you know people – and you do favors for them – you can make it through a night or two. But as the days go on, the 'favors' one needs to pull get more and more extreme, yet the lack of money never stops being an issue.

It's hard. It's really hard. And when things get hard, people get desperate. Desperate enough to do something stupid. Such as this young man right here.

The place, a small gas station on the side of the road called Taxon. It was on the east side of Document City, marking the separation between a nearby residential area, and the city proper. Because of this, it wasn't uncommon for one to see morning commuters pumping gas at the station, with many of them being residents who were starting to head off to work! But at this time of night – just a little past 1 AM in fact – things were different. Taxon wasn't a gas station that was open 24/7, meaning it was closed at this point of time.

Then... who was he? Well, his name was Taylor Marcos, and he was doing something incredibly stupid.

He didn't live in this area of the city. He didn't live in a nice home, hell, he didn't live in a nice apartment! He lived in Document City's poorer areas... so what was he doing here? Well, he was breaking and entering, that's what!

For several weeks now, he had been scoping out this place. According to 'friends' of his, a gas station was an easy place to rob! If one can get inside, they'd have free access to all the things inside! They just needed to be was small. Small enough to sneak in through vents in the rooftop, and bingo! Easy, right? Well, fortunately for Taylor, his smaller and slender physique proved to be an asset for a change, not a limitation. And, sure, this gas station was in a more uppity area of the city as oppose to a poorer one, but how much different could things be?

Very different, as he was beginning to learn!

“Nngh! Hgggh! Hmmmph!"

Within the ceiling of the small gas station, he could be heard rumbling and crawling about. There were loud 'THUMPS!' and even louder 'BANGS!' all as he came closer and closer to the bottom of the ceiling. Upon arriving, he carefully moved open the cover to a ventilation shaft, opening it...

“Ah!"

And allowing him to drop inside.

He was a young man, no older than eighteen or nineteen. His hair was short and brown, spiky too, being a messy pixie cut! His skin was on the tanner side of things due to having spent many hours in the sun, and he had a sleek, almost dainty physique to him. But if you called him dainty, he'd prove himself quite an abrasive sort once he got done knocking your teeth aside!

There was an annoyed look in his eye, like a person who was always in a state of frustration over his surroundings. This feeling of contempt extended to his mannerism, as he appeared abrasive and violent, even when just turning to look left or right. With his choice of clothing – a black jacket and black jean shorts – he further exuded the aura of some streetwise punk, one who went around looking for trouble.

Though this time, the 'trouble' wasn't some rival gang or jerkass looking to get knocked out, but his own 'friends'.

Get inside, grab the beer, get out. That's what they told him. A bunch of college-age boys who should be at home sleeping in preparation for tomorrow's classes, were instead out here on the streets, acting like menaces to society. And their favorite punching bag was their good friend Taylor, who always seemed eager to prove himself. Even if he was trying to prove himself to the worse 'friends' ever.

Still, he was in here, inside of Taxon, trying to steel for his friends a bottle of beer. While it would be nice to try and steel some money, he was no safe cracker, nor was he looking to perform any extreme crime. Ya'know, outside of the crime of breaking and entering. What punishment would befall him if he was caught right now? Actually, he didn't want to know!

Reaching into his jacket, Taylor pulled out his phone and turned on its flashlight to illuminate the gas station in front of him. Everything was left undisturbed following its closure, so nothing was out of place. Walking to the back, he came to the gas station's freezer, where all the drinks were collected. Sodas, juices, and today's target, the beer of course! Box after box of Cold Creek laid before him, but he only needed to get one. After grabbing it, he'd head out through the back of the store, reunite with his friends, and vanish into the thick of the night.

At least, that's the plan.

“Glk... fucking dickheads," Taylor muttered to himself as he pulled out the box of beer, “Sending me in here to fucking get this shit. And look at me; the fucking idiot who listened to them. Grrrgghh! I'm gonna punch Richard in his stupid, fucking face when I get out of here! That fucking dick..."

Glancing left and right, Taylor quickly darted through the store into the direction of the gas station's back exit. With his hood pulled up, his identity was obscured, hopefully making it impossible to find him if he was being recorded by any cameras. Assuming of course the police wanted to chase him down in the first place; it's not like he was killing someone or anything.

Fortunately, even though Taxon gas station was in a more uppity part of town, it still relied on tumblers and keys in order to open doors and the like. With Taylor being the lockpicker of his crew, it was easy for him to reach into his pocket, pull out his tools, and softly coerce the door open. And once the door was open, he was home free.

“Guys, guys!" he shouted as he ran into the nearby alley, “I got the beer!"

His voice was met with dead silence.

That was weird. His friends were hanging out right in this alleyway when he left. In fact, this was where they helped him climb into the gas station in the first place! But now as he looked around, he saw nothing but an empty alley stare back at him. For a moment he pulled back, confused and alarmed by his friend's sudden disappearance. But then an annoyed growl left his lips, and he huffed himself as he stomped forward.

“Hey! You ass-hats!" he snapped at the air whilst rounding the corner, “If this is some fucking joke, I'm gonna rip your fucking eyes out!" Click! “H-huh?"

That... would be the sound of handcuffs. One ring fell around his wrist rather quickly; almost too quickly. Taylor wasn't even get the chance to pull away! Eyes wide, he instinctively pulled back, only for him to be tugged forward around the corner where the other end of the handcuffs were.

He tumbled forward, his hand landing right into the chest of a woman. A tall woman. A powerful woman. A woman with dark skin and blazing red hair. A woman with devilish green eyes. From afar, you'd confuse her for a human, but then you'd see she had the ears and tail of a wolfess... and a rather Amazonian one at that.

She was wearing blue jeans which hugged her hips and legs, and a black vest on her shoulders with her arms rolled up. And there was a badge on her collar. A police badge. Uh-oh.

“Heya, cutie," she said sarcastically as she looked Taylor in the eye, “Looking for a fun time?"

“Dhhhuuuuuuuhhh...!?"

Taylor looked up towards the grinning wolfess, his eyes wide and mouth agape. What was she doing here!? When did she get here!? He couldn't have been in the gas station for longer than a few minutes; ten minutes, top! He got in and got out; faster than a phantom, a ghost! But somehow in this time, she was already here!?

Wait... did his 'friends' leave him!? Is that why they're not here!? Those fucking dicks! They threw him to the wolves! Literally in this case!

“What the...? I..." was all Taylor could eek out... before his flight or fight quickly kicked in. And when faced with a wolfess as big and as strong as her, the only option he possibly could have is flight. Fly away as fast and as far as he could go! Thankfully, Taylor's small build gave him another boon, this one being the ability to slip out of big handcuffs.

Like this...

Swip!

“Hm?"

“Gaaah!"

Quickly he bolted down the alleyway, running as fast as he possibly could. Fuck the beer, and honestly, fuck his 'friends' for not even having the decency to text him that a policewoman was outside! And now you know why he says 'friends' with quotation marks!

But, whatever; she was here, and he was alone. He just needed to run away, and put as much distance between her and himself as he possibly could. That wasn't too hard; Taylor was a speedy boy, easily able to jump over objects, and juke under others. Living on the streets had honed him in the art of running, and he was putting those skills to good use.

Poor boy; didn't he know escaping a wolf is impossible? Once your scent gets into their nose, then it's game over. But escape should be easy. The alleyways were big and sprawling; there were dozens of locations he could have cut to without being noticed. Trying to find him would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack! Only an eagle-eyed... well... eagle would be able to find him, and even then, that's really pushing it! He should have vanished!

Should have...

He came to a halt around a corner, gasping for breath as his hand fell on his chest. That was fast and far enough, right? He could sit here and take a few moments to catch himself. It was just him alone in this musty alley; no wolfess or other police officers in sight... and not even his 'friends'. Fuck them specifically.

Okay, now he could turn around and--

Click!

“Gotcha!"

“Wh-what?"

Another ring of handcuffs fell on his right hand. This time, they were even smaller than before. Much smaller. So much smaller that he couldn't pull of the swipe his hand through the cuffs trick he used before! And who was holding these handcuffs? Why, that wolfess of course!

She stood beside him, a saucy smirk on her lips as she tugged on the opposite end of his handcuffs. Taylor's eyes again doubled in size, and a silent gasp left his gaping lips, all as she leaned on the wall and chuckled while saying,

“Heya, bad boy... thinking of running away again? Heh heh! Go ahead, make it more fun for me!"

“I...! I--!"

A few more times, Taylor attempted to free himself from the wolfess and her handcuffs. Quickly he learned that this was impossible. The officer was incredibly strong. Casually she leaned on the wall beside him with her index finger hooked into the handcuff. With that one digit alone, she was capable of holding the bad boy in place, no matter how hard he tugged. And this was him using his full weight! He just couldn't make her budge!

So instead of fighting, he did the next best thing; he begged.

“H-hey! C-c'mon... y-you don't have to... like... t-take me away or anything, r-right?" he said with this sheepish grin on his lips, “It was just a bottle of beer! Th-that's all I'm saying, nothing too extreme! I-I don't have to go to the department or anything, d-do I?"

“Hmm... I dunno," said the wolfess as she chuckled upon her captive prey, “Those were some pretty serious crimes you just committed. Breaking and entering, grand theft, and attempting to flee an officer, just to name a few," she shrugged her shoulders, “I wonder how big a fine that'll all be together. Or, well, screw the fine, how many years are we looking at?"

“Y-years!? B-but I-I--" he scrambled a bit as his eyes jerked around, “L-look, there's got to be something we can do about this, r-right? C-can't you just let me off with a warning? I promise, I won't do it again! This was just some dumb prank my idiot friends set me up to!"

“Your friends?" she repeated before looking around, “Heh... those 'friends' of yours skipped town the moment you climbed into that building."

“Wh-what...?" he muttered, before eyeing the wolfess, “Th-they did? W-wait... h-how long have you been here?"

“Heh... just luck of the draw," the policewoman replied, “Well... lucky for me, obviously not for you. Now then, are you going to be a good boy and follow me back to my car, or are you still going to be a bad boy and try to evade?"

“L-listen, Miss Officer--"

“Lucretia."

“R-right! Listen, Miss Lucretia, there has to be something we can do to get out of this, r-right? I... I'd really do anything if it meant not going to jail!"

The moment those words left his lips, Taylor recognized how stupid he was for saying them. His mouth closed shut, his face turned an intense red, and his eyes glanced aside. It took him a few moments to look back, and when he did, he saw a devious look in Lucretia's eyes. This look was only intensified by the equally as powerful smirk on her lips. Tail wagging and ears twitching, she hungrily licked her lips, an action which further jolted Taylor in place.

“You'll do anything if it means not going to jail?" Lucretia said with these chuckles, “Interesting choice of words for a bad boy like you. Heh heh heh...! You shouldn't be so... eager..." raising her hand, she gently traced her fingers upon his cheeks and lips, “Hungry predators like me'll come and just gobble you up. Heh..." she tugged on her hand cuffs, pulling him forward, “Fuck it... I just might do it regardless..." with a jerk of her head, she gestured towards a nearby alley, “Come on. Let me give you a stern talking to."

“Glp... oh man... what did I get myself into...?"

On unsteady feet, Taylor followed behind Lucretia as she casually led him back down the alley. His eyes scrambled about, searching for any opportunity to escape, only to be presented with none. He couldn't pull the same 'slip his hand out of the cuffs' trick he did before, and even if he did, she'd just catch up with him again! Somehow... how did she do that in the first place?

All Taylor could do was curse his so-called 'friends' for letting this shit happen to him in the first place! Now he had to do something demoralizing with this... rather magnificent wolfess of a woman.

Yes, that's the word; magnificent. Her jeans and her jacket clung to her body in a way that flattered her powerful figure. The width of her hips, the strength in her thighs, the narrowness of her midsection, and her pumped up back; all of it was right there in front of her as she led him on to a more secluded spot of the alleyway.

A secluded spot with a car parked in the center of it.

It was a pitch-black car. A pitch-black car with tinted windows. Forged in the eights, its body was well carved, being a two-door convertible. A sexy and stylish looking vehicle, it was clearly forged by the laborious hands of love. So...

Why did this car look so dangerous?

Taylor wasn't given much time to think as he was pushed up against a wall. Lucretia's hands fell on the wall beside him, pinning him between it and her superior body. And 'superior' was the correct term for it. There was a lamppost nearby, one which shine a light on her back, which then her looming shadow over his form. He knows big and burly men, but never has someone's body felt so overwhelming. The shear dominance Lucretia imposed over him by standing alone, could not be denied.

As for Lucretia...?

Eyes locked on Taylor's face, her green eyes glowed with hunger and desire. When she licked her lips as well, she gained the visage of a hungry wolfess, one searching to devour her prey. Even he could see that he was the prey in this situation, a feeling that made his heart race faster and faster. But then Lucretia placed her hand on his cheek; a soothing touch before the feasting began.

Time to devour!"

“Mmmm!"

“Nnhhnn!?"

With no warning, Lucretia pressed her lips against his. There was no buildup, no hesitation; she just took him into her mouth, and her mouth was fucking hungry! The policewoman's tongue lapped at his tongue, overwhelming and dominating him with the force that only a hungry wolfess could give! Taylor scrambled to keep up, clinging close to Lucretia... before melting beneath her.

His abrasiveness did not go away, but it was being quelled. He needed to just bare with this for as long as he could, up until the policewoman upheld her end of the bargain. Hopefully, anyway. Kissing her, smacking their lips together and dancing tongues; he wasn't doing this because he liked it, but doing it because he had to.

Totally.

Not that it didn't stop him from participating in this kiss. If anything, he picked up the speed, groaning against her as his once limp hands suddenly gripped upon her shoulders and hips.

That's it. Good boy.

Those words jumped through Lucretia's head as Taylor clung to her. She was so in tune with him, that she didn't even flinch when he wrapped his arms around her neck. She knew he wasn't going to do anything; despite his abrasive attitude, he was far too submissive to try and do something so stupid.

Lucretia's tongue grew more ferocious, more hungry, more ferocious as she pushed him harder against the wall behind him. His back flattened and his head tipped up, giving the wolfess more space to maneuver her tongue about within his mouth. Deep yet sweet moans left her as she tasted his mouth, ones he traded back in kind. Was this how he usually tasted? Or did he taste better because of fear? She'll figure out soon enough.

But first...

Pop!

Lucretia pulled her lips away from his, grinning as she read his faced. He was dazed, overwhelmed by the wolfess and her hungry assault. Cheeks red, eyes lidded, and mouth agape as he panted; Taylor had never felt such elation following a kiss before. It made him look even more delicious.

Reaching down, Lucretia gripped the buttons of her jacket and undid them; one... by one... by oonnneeeee. With each passing second, her bust seemed to expand as it was given more room to breathe. Her jacket was already generous in flaunting her figure, but now that it was falling loose on her shoulders, Taylor could see everything.

Her tank top beneath clung to her body, thin and white. Oh so simple, yet oh so efficient. It didn't come down to completely cover her stomach, so he could see her glorious abs. The collar of it was also wide, flaunting her busty cleavage. Especially with how her black bra cradled her chest.

“Heh heh heh! Alright, you bad boy you!" said Lucrtia as she grabbed Taylor by his head, “Get in there!"

“Wait, what?" Push! “Nmmmph!?"

“Hah hah ha!"

Suddenly... breasts! Big, firm, breasts! Breasts which cradled his head as she was forcibly pulled into her. Taylor's eyes grew wide and he slumped forward, while Lucretia kept her hands on the back of his head, completely smothering him. Though he was confused, that was only at first. Slowly, he began to melt against her, groaning as he hugged the wolfess and nuzzled his head against her firm tits.

Yes, nuzzle. As if being driven by instinct and lust, Taylor began to grind his face against her tits, getting faster and faster as his arms squeezed her back. He ground against her bosom, hugged against it, snuggled again it. Yes! Snuggled! Not only were Lucretia's tits so incredibly large and busty, but they were also both firm yet still pliable at the same time. Soft enough to rest one's head against, yet firm enough to cradle. And with the generous lift applied by her bra, one could indeed rest their head against the wolfess' chest for hours.

He didn't mean too, he swore, but damn could he not stop himself from indulging in her amazing, superior body! And the wolfess enjoyed his praise, his worship.

“Nnmmmph! You're a raunchy one, ain't ya?" Lucretia said with a grin.

Her comment jolted Taylor, who came to realize what he was doing. This policewoman was holding him hostage, and here he was, grinding his face against her tits! Had he no shame? Who cares if she had the greatest, most glorious set of tits he's ever rested against!? She was still keeping him trapped!

Realizing this, the so-called bad boy gritted his teeth, putting on an abrasive face as he glared at Lucretia. But she smirked back, not intimidated in the least bit.

“I-I don't have much of a choice!" he snarled, “You're keeping me trapped here you bitch!" Plap! “Mmmmmph!?"

“Heh heh...! Sure I do," she replied sarcastically whilst again smothering him with her tits, “Let's face it, you naughty boy, you're looking forward to this! That's okay; that's fine! And don't you worry your cute little head about it. This wolf won't bite... much..."

That was a bold-faced lie, and Taylor knew it! With how ravenous she was during their kiss, not to mention how forceful she was being, he knew there was nothing this wolf liked to do more than bite things!

Bite them... eat them... and leave them wanting more.

Again Taylor attempted to fight back against Lucretia, only to fail spectacularly against her superior wiles. When her hand began to gently stroke upon the back of his head, he felt soothed and quelled. His body even slumped a bit, while this lewd smile spread out on the wolfess' lips.

“Feeling better, kid?" Lucretia asked, “Heh heh! I like little submissive meals like you. Just enjoy yourself; nothing Bad's gonna happen if you behave yourself."

'Little submissive meal'? Did she just call him a little submissive meal!? That was so belittling, so humiliating, so disrespectful, so fucking true!

Her tone was so deep and strong, yet also so comforting, especially with those hands that kneaded his body. It was clear to Taylor that Lucretia had the strength to move mountains, but the presence of mind not to do so. Not right now, anyway.

Her body, her heat, her smell, it all overwhelmed the boy, covering him completely. The wolfess even leaned in more, further pinning him to the wall as her chest continued to smother his face. Stuck between a hard place and her tits, Taylor could do nothing but let his eyes roll back, while the chuckling policewoman moved her leg in, and began rubbing it against his pans.

He didn't realize how hard he was until he felt her strong leg grind against him.

“Heh heh... feeling hot, kiddo?" asked Lucretia, causing him to draw his head from her tits and look up at her face.

“Nngh... F-fuck you~" he snapped, attempting to be abrasive... attempting, and utterly failing.

But Lucretia found amusement with his words. She chuckled and then smirked, before wrapping her arms around his head. Clinching, she squeezed and then turned Taylor around, forcing him to look at the wall. He gasped, only to be pressed up against the wall, his cheek flattening as the wolfess' chest pressed to his back.

Grunting, the bad boy tried to push back, but again, Lucretia was far too strong. Using even an ounce of her strength, she grabbed his hand by the wrist, pinning it behind his back while bringing over the handcuffs to--

Click!

“There! Hah hah ha! Now I think you'll be more obedient!"

Taylor's eyes grew wide and his hands pulled against one another... only to move nowhere. Behind his back, he had been handcuffed, restricting the movements of his arms! That's not good! Nor was this familiar! Despite performing more than a few illicit crimes in his life, he'd never been handcuffed before! Now his movements were stolen, making movement virtually impossible.

“Ah...!?"

But Lucretia didn't even give him the chance to think about it. Her hands began running up and down his hips and sides, searching him over with proper police procedure. And yet – despite being nothing more than a pat down – there was something undeniably erotic about this. The wolfess' hands were firm and skilled, trailing up and own his hips and sides with pinpoint precision. Taylor gritted his teeth and grunted, while the policewoman cupped his butt.

“Ah-haah!" she said, “What is this, what is this? Oh? Is this..." Swipe, “A concealed weapon? Hm? Fold-able knife?"

“Th-there's nothing wrong with having a knife!" he said, “Besides, I-I need to protect myself too!"

“Hm? Is that so?" Lucretia replied as she dropped the knife, “Hmm... oh? Is there something else in here?" Swipe, “Oh dear! What's in this little baggy? A bunch of pills?"

“Ah!? I-it's medical!" he replied, though Lucretia easily saw through his lies.

“C'mooooooooon... a boy like you? Heh heh heh! Hmm... it seems we're gonna need to be a bit more thorough. I'm beginning to think you may have a gun in your pants."

“A-a gun!?"

Now that confused him! Sure, Taylor may live on the wrong side of the tracks, but he wasn't the type of person to carry around a firearm on his person! What? Was Lucretia planning on planting a gun on him?

The so-called bad boy didn't realize what she meant.

Reaching around, Lucretia grinned as her teeth sank into her bottom lip. With ease she undid the buckle of his shorts, followed by the button, followed by the zipper. Each sound made Taylor jolt, stunning him with how brazen the cop was being. But she didn't stop there! Once his shorts were undone, she pulled them down.

“Eeeep!"

“Ah hah hah hah hah! Yeah!"

Honestly, he couldn't be too mad at her for laughing at him and his involuntary cry. It was still embarrassing though!

Down at his ankles dropped Taylor's shorts, revealing his underwear and crotch to the alleyway around them. Mouth agape, he looked down towards his pelvis, where he saw a furious tower star back. Somehow, amid all of Lucretia's toying and teasing, he hadn't noticed his own cock stiffen to such a magnificent length. Now it throbbed between his legs, begging, if not outright demanding that it be given the relief it so desperately, desperately needed.

“Aaah~"

“Oohoooh... such a sweet noise. I want to hear more of it," Lucretia whispered into his ear.

Taylor closed his eyes and his lips trembled, while Lucretia slipped her hand under the waistband of his underwear. Without hesitation, she pulled them down, revealing his cock with an audible--

FWIP!

His cock sprung upwards, flicking strands of precum upon the wall in front of him. Eyes widening, he stared down towards his dick, shocked and embarrassed to have it exposed out in the open. But before he could say a word, Lucretia chuckled into his ear.

“What is this?" she said in a sarcastic manner, “This bad boy here may have even more illicit items on his person. Hmmm... I think I need to perform a cavity search, just to make sure he has nothing on him. Wouldn't you agree?"

“A... c-cavity search...?" he repeated, shivering as Lucretia kissed his ear.

“Mm-hm! A cavity search, chu... I'm gonna... chu... stick my finger... chu... right into... chu... your tight... slick... cute... chu... little... sllliick... ass... heh heh heh!"

“Aaahhaaah~"

Between her words and her kissing to his ear, Taylor was transforming into a shivering, quivering mess! His body was getting hotter, while his mind struggled to parse together this information.

She was joking, right? She really wasn't going to finger his ass, right?

Pat!

Wrong if that hand is anything to go by!

Lucretia began cupping Taylor's butt, while still kissing and licking his hear. And with her body still pinning his to the wall, he was completely trapped. There was nothing he could do accept stand there, and allow the policewoman to idly grope his butt.

She did this for several moments, before raising her hand up to her lips. Sticking her finger into her mouth, she sucked on it, she slurped on it, and she lathered it completely in her spit. Then – as that hand oozed with drool and saliva – she brought her index finger down to his ass, and--

“Nnngghh~~~!"

Around and around she prodded at his anus, teasing him with what was to come. Despite his admittedly feminine features, Taylor had never been penetrated before. He wasn't gay, nor was he particularly experimental, so there was never a moment where he wondered what it felt like to penetrate his ass.

But right here and right now, Lucretia was aiming to do just that. There was no bargaining, no arguing; the wolfess was going to stick her finger right into his tight, cute, little ass.

Her words, not his.

But of all the things he could say to hopefully deter her, Taylor said none of them. In fact, he didn't say a damn word! He just sat there, chest and face to the wall, while his pert butt was stuck out towards her. That gave Lucretia all the information she needed. Coming forward, she opened her mouth, and--

“Nomph!"

“Oh~"

Closed her teeth right upon Taylor's ear. But that was just the appetizer; the teaser for things to come. Right right below, her finger stuck up to his asshole, and puuuuusshhhhheeed right in!"

“Hrrrnnnggghhh~~~!"

Such a long... powerful finger. It broke down the vestiges of his anal virginity, stealing it only a matter of seconds. Taylor's back arched as sensory overload swarmed his brain. This felt so weird! Even though this was only a finger, pleasure and pain mixed together within his tight ass.

But Lucretia was so gentle, so tender with him. She kissed his ear, licked it, nibbled on it, all to help calm him down as her finger sank into his ass, all the way down to the knuckle. And once she couldn't move any further, she chuckled before saying,

“Ah... hm... I don't feel anything in here. But I gotta make sure. I'm gonna worm my finger around within here. Just to confirm that you don't have anything illegal on you, you bad boy~"

“Hrrk~!"

Around and around, Lucretia dragged her fingers along his anal walls, steadily spreading them apart. Being virgin tight, it was difficult to move around within his asshole. Or, well, it was supposed to be difficult. Lucretia was so strong, she was easily capable of coercing his butt open, all while soothing the pain which should have come with it.

As Taylor's ass grew limber, the wolfess' finger grew speedier. Back and forth she began driving her digit, fingering his anus like it was a girl's pussy. Head tipped to the skies overhead, the supposed bad boy panted and moaned to the alleyway, doing nothing as she had her way with his body. His mind was awash with nothing but pleasure, which not only made his body heat up, but caused his throbbing cock to bounce up and down between his legs.

Taylor could feel his balls churn as they came so dangerously close to shooting his seed all over the wall in front of him. And knowing Lucretia, if she wanted him to cum, he'd fucking cum. But like some erotic torturer, she took sadistic glee in keeping him just on the edge of orgasmic bliss. Her fingering may have gotten faster, may have plucked at his walls and everything, but she never outright dominated him. She just kept teasing him with this poised, practice grace, using this more for her own pleasure as oppose to his. And just when Taylor thought he'd finally get the chance to have his climax...

Pop!

“Aaah~!?"

Lucretia pulled her finger from his ass, causing him to collapse on his knees as his body shuddered.

Cruelly she stopped, denying him that orgasm he so desperately, desperately wanted! Instead, the hungry wolfess stuck her finger into her ass, slurping off the taste of Taylor's body, and absolutely loving it. Oh yes, he tasted so good, she figured it was time to cut the appetizers short, and move on straight to the main course!

So Lucretia placed her hand upon Taylor's shoulder... and pulled him back, laying him on the ground with a--

Thud!

“Ooof!?"

The bad boy recoiled like he'd been slapped, as his teeth were clinched and eyes were closed. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and gazed up, where he came face to face with Lucretia's butt.

“What the--" PAT! “NNNMMPH!?"

And then that butt fell on his face.

Taylor groaned as the wolfess sat down on him, pinning him to the ground beneath her superior body. His face and lips were meshed against her crotch, with her jeans being so close to her body, he could feel the toned outline of her labia on the other end. This wasn't made any better with how she sat, with her legs pressed to the sides of his head, utterly trapping him beneath her. And with his arms bound behind his back by her handcuffs, yeah, there was absolutely nothing he could do.

She was bigger, she was stronger, she was heavier, and she had no qualms using every ounce of her amazonian frame to completely dominate him. And that realization – this understanding that he had absolutely no power in this situation – made his cock--

“Nngghh!!!"

Throb between his legs.

“Heh heh heh! My oh my!" Lucretia said with a grin as she looked down upon his cock, “It looks like some area of your body is ready to learn some lessons. You're lucky, kiddo! I'm gonna teach ya until you can't learn anymore!"

“Hnnmmph!" he groaned back.

Despite being surrounded by Lucretia, he still heard her domineering chuckles. But they were cut short when her verdant eyes locked down on his throbbing cock. If it was aching before, it was positively painful now following her fingering. Precum oozed from the tip, the veins were so pronounced, and the head was the thickest it had ever been! To Lucretia, it was like a perfectly cooked meal, one just waiting to be devoured! It made the wolfess lick her lips; she wasn't going to wait anymore.

Her big, dripping mouth opened wide, she bent over with her pussy still meshed against his face, and she swallowed Taylor's dick whole.

“NMMMMMPHH~~~!"

And that alone was enough to make the boy unleash his jizz all in her mouth.

Glrrk! Gurrk! Sprrrt! Splurt! Splurt! SPLURRRTTT!!!

His virile cum roared out of his dick, and splattered all around her mouth. Even with Lucretia's body pinning him to the ground, Taylor jerked up with his back and hips, thrusting his dick into the wolfess' mouth as he marred her with seed. His balls too drew up tighter to him, as if trying to bury his cum as deep into her throat as he possibly could.

So much seed came spurting out of her lips, spreading over Taylor's dick and the ground in these thick lines. If anything, one would compare his cum more to the webs of a spider with how they splintered and shot out, not to mention how sticky they were.

This cum was extreme; almost too much for a regular woman. But Lucretia is no regular woman. Like a champ, she swallowed his cum down, indulging in its intense taste. His seed even oozed down her throat sinfully, drawing groans from her lips as she smiled.

Shear ecstasy.

It was like an exquisite delicacy to Lucretia, whose tongue swirled around Taylor's cock. Even though he just came, she didn't relax her mouth. Instead, her hand wrapped around the base of his cock, squeezing it tight as her head started diving up and down.

“Gluk! Gluk! Glk! Gulp! Glk!"

“HRRRMMMPHHH~~~!"

This pressure clamped around Taylor's cock as Lucretia swallowed down his cum and sweat. He just came, so why wasn't she releasing him? His dick was sensitive! Too sensitive, but that didn't stop her! The wolfess continued sucking off his cock, her head bobbing up and down, and her tongue swirling around him. The bad boy's toes curled and his hands did likewise, attempting to relieve some of the tension he felt, but utterly failing to do so.

“Hrrmmph~! Mmmph~~! Nnngrrrmmph!!!"

Making matters were was his air problem... or lack there of.

Lucretia's powerful legs and pelvis kept her prey trapped, making it difficult to breathe. At first, this wasn't too much of a problem; difficulty in breathing still means he can breathe. But that wasn't the case now. The wolfess clinched in with her thighs, clamping his head, and cutting off his lungs. This sent jolts and twitches throughout his body, as adrenaline began pumping through his veins. He tried to warn her, but jolting up with his hips only caused him to fuck her mouth, and his hands were bound, so he couldn't tap her thighs.

He was trapped! He was completely and utterly trapped! There was nothing he could do! Nothing but be the meal the wolfess wanted so very much! And just like last time, knowing his place – accepting his place – caused his cock to reach its maximum length once again.

Abrasive though Taylor may be, Lucretia was teaching him the joys of being submissive.

“Mmmm!!!"

Pop!

Pulling off of his dick, Lucretia flung cum and spit aside, while strands of spittle hung from her lips to his cock. Even though Taylor just came, his cock was already back to maximum length, ready and roaring to go. It brought a smile to the wolfess face; now she could commence to dessert!

Slowly Lucretia rose up from Taylor's body, revealing his dazed face to the alleyway. Even though he was freed, he laid there on the ground, mouth in the shape of an oval, and eyes glazed over. He was panting, but nowhere near as hard as he had been before. He also couldn't move, for it was taking a while for his mind to reboot.

But he could hear. He could hear the sounds of Lucretia as she removed the boots on her feet. This was followed by her undoing the buttons of her pants. Then the sound of her removing her jacket. Next was the sound of her removing her bra. And lastly, the sound of her pants dragging slowly down her hips and legs.

And yet, even through all of that, Taylor remained laying on the ground. He was just too dazed. He didn't move until he was suddenly lifted up, where he sat on his butt. Then came the--

Click...

Of his handcuffs. His arms were free.

Raising his hands, Taylor checked himself, and made sure to rub his wrists. There was a light marking where he had been bound, but he was no worse for wear. More importantly, he was free! Free to get up and run!

But he didn't.

He got up alright, but he did not run away. Instead, he turned around and faced Lucretia. The wolfess was laying on the hood of her car, a saucy grin on her lips. Resting on her back, she had her legs spread out wide, presenting her pussy for him. Her clothes had been removed, save for her tank top which was pulled up to reveal her nude chest and panties. And even though said panties were in the way of her cunt, a dark pit had formed in the center, telling him just how aroused she was.

For the last time, Taylor had a chance to escape. But again, he didn't. He stumbled towards Lucretia on unsteady feet, his cock bouncing up and down. His eyes were locked on her amazonian body, magnetized to it in a way that was indescribable. Her chuckles filled the air, while her hand reached down to grab her panties, pulling them aside. Right here before him was her pussy; there was nothing left to do.

Coming up to Lucretia, Taylor fell over on her body, his cock grinding up against her mound while his head fell into her head. A powerful laugh left her lips, but she said nothing teasing, and instead looked down upon him with this grin on her lips. Curling her finger inward, she said,

“C'mon, bad boy. Feed me."

Taylor nodded.

He was no virgin, and while he may not be the most amazing of lovers, he knew his way around a woman's body. His thick and heavy cock began pressing up against her pussy, searching desperately for her entrance. He slid up, the slid down, he came up again, and then he found it. And once he found it...

“Hnnnggghhh!!!"

“Yeeeesss... haaaah~ Aoooooouuuu~"

His cock slid inside, separating Lucretia's powerful folds. Or, well, it was more accurate to say she was allowing him to slid himself inside. He knew that no one could make her submit, least of all him. Not that he cared to think about it or anything for the matter.

Taylor's eyes slid into a squint and his mouth grew long as he felt Lucretia's glorious cunt wrap around his turgid length. The powerful pressure of her pussy drew his dick in deeper; inch by inch by inch. He shuddered, moaned too, all as his hips kept pushing, sinking his cock down until--

Pat!

“Yeah... mmggh~! That's it," said Lucretia, “Now fuck me until you can't fuck any more!"

PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT!

“Yeah! Hah hah ha! That's it! Hhhhg~~~!"

Taylor's hips were a blur, slamming his cock in and out of Lucretia's cunt with ever increasing speed and ferocity! Their bodies met in a lewd symphony, with juicy 'PLAPS!' sounding off with loud 'THWAPS!', which further mixed with their moans and groans.

Lucretia's body was truly overwhelming. Pounding away at her cunt felt better than any woman he's ever been with. The toned labia, the ridges of her cunt, the way she squeezed down upon him; not one inch of his dick was spared from her illustrious body.

But what about the rest? Laying here with his head in his tits, he felt her bouncing breasts clap against his head. Before she was in control, and he didn't have the chance to appreciate her glorious body. But now, he had her tits in front of him, driving him to capture her nipple within his lips.

“Mmmm!"

“Yeah! Hah! Suck those fucking tits~!"

And suck them he did. He drew the sweat off of his body, his tongue lapping at her flesh and nipple. He bit on her nipple too, grinding his teeth along her as hard as he could. He knew she could take it, after all.

But he never stopped fucking her, never stopped driving his hips into her cunt with the same ferocity of a piston! If anything, he grew even more demanding, even more ferocious! Falling over, he pinned Lucretia's body beneath his, her legs lifted up into the air as he began pounding away at her powerful pussy!

“AAH! HOOUU! YES! NNHHH ~~!! HAAAAH~~~!"

PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

Scratch what was said before; now Tyler's hips began to blur!

Pussy juices and sweat were splattered all about as the bad boy pounded away at Lucretia's cunt. His cock was long, it was thick, and it was finally ready to unleash everything inside of her! And with the policewoman's cries of pleasure, she was ready to get it in turn! Their melding bodies pounded upon the hood of her car, fucking for no one by the silent alleyway. And right when they finally reached their respective climaxes...

“Nnmmmph~~~!"

“Mmmmm...!"

Their lips met. Hungrily, their lips and tongues danced, their eyes closed, and their bodies came to a halt. Taylor kept his cock buried in Lucretia's pussy, refusing to move. But somewhere along the way – at some moment amid this kiss – he finally just--

“Hhng~~!"

Glrk! Splurt! Sprrrt! Spurt!

“Hmmmphh~"

His cock throbbed inside of Lucretia's pussy, tanking and planting his seed inside of her greedy, hungry snatch. She moaned back, as his heated cum filled her up to the brim and then some. He may have just came before by her mouth, but it seemed like he was shooting his soul out with this final climax.

And Lucretia gave back in kind. Her cunt tightened around his dick to a vice-like degree, and she showered his pelvis in feminine jizz. The hood of her car was completely stained in their combined fluids, which streamed out of their sexes to stain the ground beneath them.

It felt good. It felt better than good. It was amazing. No, it was perfect. And when it was finally over...

Pop...

Taylor's lips left Lucretia's, and his head fell into her tits. There he laid, immobile and exhausted... unconscious. With everything that had happened, one after another after another – from sneaking into the gas station, to attempting to escape Lucretia, and finally fucking her – was it any surprise that Taylor was rendered tire? Tired to the point that he passed out immediately after their copulating was finished?

Because it wasn't a surprise to Lucretia.

She grinned, chuckled too, then gently stroked the back of his head with her hand.

“Heh heh heh..."

Even after everything, the wolfess still had energy to go. So much so that she stood up with Taylor in her arms, carrying him without an ounce of effort. Glancing down towards the ground, she gazed upon their discarded clothes as they mixed with one another on the floor. It made her chuckle again, before turning to look at his slumbering face.

“Alright, Chocolate! You are coming with me!"

It was time to head home.

…

Act 4: Neapolitan

Graphite Apartments. Room 39D. Monday 8 PM.

For about a week, these words have bounded through his head. It was a command, an order to show up at a certain location at a certain time on Monday. Well, here he was; at this very apartment, at this time of day, on this specific day, in front of a door labeled 39D. And after all of that time he spent building up his courage to get here, he felt his heart drop.

Dammit, his courage was suddenly failing. How could he come all the way here, only to now get cold feet in front of his destination? He even showed up on time! But now was the moment where he showed fear? Man, either he was an idiot, or he had some extreme level of cowardice that was yet to be documented.

It could be either or.

Bruno Trenton stared at the door, trembling in place as his eyes grew wide. He was wearing his favorite attire – blue hoodie, blue shorts and his shoes – while his blond locks bounced up and down. If he just knocked on the door, he was sure she'd answer it. But, again, he lacked the courage to do so. Thank the heavens no one else was coming and entering into any apartments at the moment.

No one save for.

“Huh? Who are you?"

“Ack!?"

Bruno flinched and jerked to the side, his head twisted to look at another man of similar age and height. Oh, wait? Man, no, not man; boy. Another boy of similar age and height. And yet, the differences between the two could be considered night and day. Bruno was admittedly girlish, but this boy was sharp and quizzical. Bruno had blond, curly locks, this boy had a black bowl cut. Bruno was dressed as casually as ever, while this boy looked like a business man with his white button up shirt and and black slacks.

There was one important similarity however; they were both cute, with the same soft features and the same clear eyes.

“Who... who are you...?" asked Bruno as he approached the bespectacled boy, “Do... do you live here?"

“Me? No," he answered whilst looking away, “My name is Dexter. I was told to come here at this specific time..." he looked back, an eyebrow raised, “Were you... also told to come here at a specific time?"

“Y-yeah. I was... um... m-my name's Bruno, and... heh... let me guess..." he smiled sheepishly, “You ran into a tall wolfess at a bar, and she gave you a note telling you to come here on Monday?"

“Tch? A bar? Try a gym," Dexter replied, making Bruno's jaw drop.

“A... a gym...?" he repeated, before blushing furiously and looking away, “L-like in the showers of a gym where no one can see you?"

“No, in the middle of the gym," the bespectacled boy clarified, further causing Bruno to blush, “It was empty so no one saw us, but still..." he scratched the back of his head, “I still can't believe we did that. Wh-what about you? Did she just sleep with you in the middle of the bar?"

“N-no! It was... um... p-pretty busy. Although..." he averted his eyes, “We just did it in the bathroom. I'm not sure if that's better or worse..."

The two stood there outside of this door, their conversation coming to an end as they thought about what the other said. Lucretia was clearly a very.. ahem... voracious woman. She didn't just stop at one of them, but went on to two. Who's to say there weren't more cute boys coming?

They thought this would have been a more personal session, only to now realize they had to share it with someone else. Why would Lucretia even schedule their times to be at the exact same hour? Did she want a threesome or something?

They could leave now... so why weren't they? Why were they still standing here? Because for as embarrassing as it is may be to indulge in this with someone else they didn't know, they'd be lying if they said it wasn't worth it. Lucretia was just that amazing.

So Bruno turned to face the door, and despite his intense blush, he walked towards it with his fist raised. Dexter joined him, standing beside the blond as he knocked on the door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Then they stood there, waiting for a response. It took a few seconds, but then the door started unlocking, clicking and sliding open to reveal...

Another boy. Though, you probably wouldn't recognize it on first glance, or if you were looking at him from afar. He didn't look like a cute boy, or more accurately, he didn't dress like a cute boy. He was wearing a dress, but it went beyond that. On his face was blush, and he even had eye shadow on, with thicker eyelashes to boot! All of which could easily fool a person into thinking he was a girl.

His skin was tanned compared to theirs, and his hair was a short, brown pixie cut... with clips in it. Ya'know, just to further along the fact that he was clearly crossdressing. But even with these changes, the similarities between the trio were undeniable. They were all boys, they were all short, and they were all cute.

Dexter, Bruno, and this mysterious boy all looked at one another, blushing furiously as all of reality seemed to come to a halt. This was not what any of them were expecting when they woke up this morning.

“Um... i-is this the correct room...?" asked Bruno, breaking the tension in the air.

“Umm..." said the mysterious boy, not even trying to put on a feminine infliction. It didn't matter, because his before he could answer--

“Oh yes, this is the correct room!" a cool, familiar voice rang over head.

A hand fell on this boy's shoulder, pulling him aside to reveal a certain wolfess. She had that grin on her lips and that green glow in her eyes, while her amazonian form towered over the trio. Wearing simple clothes of jeans and a shirt, she gazed down upon Bruno and Dexter with that familiar, hungry look in her eyes.

“Bruno! Dexter! You two showed up," Lucretia said, before placing her hands on their shoulders. She didn't give them the chance to respond before pulling the two inside of her apartment, and closing the door shut behind them.

Thud!

“C'mon you two, make yourselves at home!" said Lucretia as she nudged Bruno and Dexter towards the couch, “I'm gonna go and slip into something more comfortable, so don't get impatient. Ah, just to make sure no one bothers us..."

Click!

That was the sound of Lucretia locking the door to her home. Said sound also sent a jolt through the three. Sure, they could leave whenever they pleased, but they felt completely trapped. In a way, it was like they were being thrown to the wolves. Or, well, wolfess in this matter.

“Have fun getting to know each other, boyos," said Lucretia in a taunting manner, her tongue even licking her lips, “Mmm... we're all gonna get soooo close with one another."

The trio were so embarrassed and shy, that they couldn't say a word. They just sat on Lucretia's couch, side by side, while the wolfess headed to back in order to change clothes. And they remained sitting there, occasionally looking at one another, only to turn away. But, again, it was Bruno who broke the ice, facing the mysterious third boy as he said,

“So what's your story...?"

He deflated slightly.

“Lucretia kidnapped me and is holding me hostage. She's also forcing me to wear these embarrassing outfits."

“Hey! Don't lie!" Lucretia shouted through the walls, causing him to flinch and blush, “You can leave whenever you want, Taylor!"

The embarrassing face he made following her response, made it clear that she was right. Still, they now had a name for him.

“So you're name is Taylor?" asked Dexter, to which he nodded.

“Yeah. Lucretia caught me breaking into a place, and we kinda-sorta made an unofficial deal with one another. She wouldn't arrest me, and I guess I'll just stay here with her for as long as I can take it."

“I see..." muttered Dexter, “And I guess... crossdressing isn't the limits, huh?"

“Sh-shut up! Look, it's better to stay here than to stay where I was living at before!" Taylor snapped, attempting to hide the embarrassing blushed on his face, “B-besides... I can... I... ahem..." he grew softer, “I can imagine worse people to live with."

For that, both Bruno and Dexter could agree. Staying stuck with Lucretia was far from the worse thing that could happen. Even if she made them crossdress, the wolfess had this charming nature to her that made putting up with such embarrassing thing as being totally worth it... and rather thrilling in all honesty. Of course, they wouldn't admit to this...

Ya'know... not unless she asked them to.

This was all so shocking for the three of them. One wolfess gave them all the greatest sex of their lives in scandalous and thrilling places, and now they were so whipped that they willingly brought themselves to her apartment at the chance of experiencing this amazing sex again. And, no, the idea of sharing her with others did not impact them as negatively as they would have thought. It was weird, but no less erotic.

Hell, it was even more erotic.

For several more minutes they sat there, furiously blushing as the seconds ticked on. If anyone wanted to say something, no words left their lips as they remained quite and bashful. But before any of them could say or do anything, the doors to Lucretia's bedroom opened up, and her voice came cooing towards them.

“Oh boooooyyysss~" it was like a siren's call in how erotic she sounded, “Come to bed, booooyysss~"

They turned to face the door, their desires flowing through them. There was no point sitting around here, so altogether, they stood up from the couch and headed off towards Lucretia's bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, driving Bruno to push it open, revealing Lucretia's bedroom... and Lucretia herself.

The wolfess laid on her mattress, one hand propping up her head, while the other hand rested upon her hip. Gone were her jeans and her shirt, replaced with something so incredibly erotic. On her body she wore black lingerie, one which squeezed and accentuated her erotic and amazonian form. Around her hips were clad a garter belt with straps that connected down to thigh-high stockings, while which together framed the black pair of panties she wore on her pelvis. Up above she wore a matching brassier, which had the herculean task of holding up her glorious bust. And tying it all together, she wore a black, translucent robe on her shoulders, one with a puffy collar that hung on her body like a window's curtains.

Everywhere else they saw skin. Lucretia's powerful and strong physique was on display before their unflinching eyes, taunting them with something they had already seen, but was no less amazing. The toned physique of her arms, the muscular power of her legs, and the abs that laid on her stomach; all of it was was here to be marveled at and adorned... to be worshiped.

When that door swung open to reveal her Lucretia in all of her sensual glory, the three boys felt the air being stolen from their lungs. Seeing them turned her sensual smile into a hungry one, as she licked her lips in preparation for the feast she was about to indulge in.

“No need to stand over there, boys," she said as her hand curled inward towards herself, “Come here. This bed's more than big enough for the four of us!"

For a moment they all hesitated, instead looking at one another, as if incredulous that this was happening. Even now, this felt too fantastic! And this is coming from boys who fucked Lucretia in public places! So why were they getting cold feet now? Was she that dangerous, or were they so overwhelmed with excitement that they couldn't move? Both seemed believable.

Again, it was Bruno who mustered up enough courage to move first. He stumbled yeah – his movements were a bit jittery – but he walked towards Lucretia on the bed. With his every step, the wolfess' sensual and hungry smile appeared to get bigger and bigger, and when he finally touched the bed...

“Gotcha!"

“Ah?"

She grabbed his hand and pulled him on the mattress.

His nose pressed to hers, their eyes meeting one another. He was still a bit trepidation, still the bashful boy she 'devoured' in that bathroom. And Lucretia absolutely adored it! She chuckled, then closed her eyes, and--

“Nmmmm..."

“Mmmph..."

His soft lips melded against her stronger ones as she swept him into a kiss. Whatever hesitance he had before was quickly forced from his mind as they their tongues began to dance. It was slow and passionate, but there was this tinge of desire and hunger which came from Lucretia's end. Yes, she was tasting him as much as she was kissing him, but unlike before, she cut things short.

“Eh heh heh! Hmm... now then..." wrapping her arm around Bruno's waist, the wolfess turned to face the others, “Come here, Dexter!"

The bespectacled boy jolted in place as his brown eyes ran up and down her body. Trembles flowed through him, but these trembles didn't stop him from walking towards her. When he met the bed, he tipped over and fell, landing face first into Lucretia's thighs. She chuckled and then reached down, placing her hand on his chin and guiding him up and towards her awaiting lips.

“Mmmff..."

“Hmmm..."

Their lips met in a kiss as Lucretia's arm wrapped around Dexter's waist. Squeezing him in, she swirled her tongue around in his mouth, kissing him deeply as he clung close to her superior body. Again it was slow, and again she kissed with this deliberately tasting tongue. And the taste she got from him was different from Bruno's, but no less good.

Pop!

Again their lips broke, this time as the wolfess locked her verdant gaze on the who still stood at the doorway. He was trembling as Lucretia grabbed and groped the bodies of Bruno and Dexter, while her powerful eyes called him closer. Even though he had been staying with her for the past two days, and thus had experienced Lucretia more than the others, that didn't make him any less resilient to the wolfess' powerful wiles.

She didn't need to say a word. Like some hypnotic viper, all she needed to do was look at him, and he came stumbling forward. And like the others before him, Taylor pressed his lips to hers. It was a kiss as hungry as theirs, with moans slipping from the gaps of their lips. Tongues danced, spit was traded, and he ground his body against hers. But just like the others, it ended far too soon for his liking.

Their lips parted, and Lucretia grinned. Squeezing together Bruno and Dexter, her lurid gazed traveled between the faces of her delicious treats. One was vanilla, one was strawberry, and one was chocolate, but all were hers!

And she was going to eat them until not one bite remained!

“Alright! Time to stop fucking around!" the wolfess announced as she sprang up, using a mere fraction of her strength to lift the three with her, “Let's get those fucking clothes off of you! Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

This wasn't an offer, nor was it a command, and Lucretia wasn't going to wait for them to undress themselves. The moment she stood up, her hands struck at their bodies, removing clothes from their bodies. They gasped, they yipped, they gawked in shock, but like a red blur, the wolfess disrobed them in a matter of seconds.

Surprising, really. She was as strong as a storm, but still gentle enough to remove their clothes without actually tearing anything. Makes a person wonder how often she does this... then again, maybe it's best not to.

To their combined surprise, all of them were naked, with a hungry, amazonian wolfess standing tall before them. Her towering frame cast a shadow on the three, causing them to quake. Doubly so with that glint in her green eyes, and the grin on her mouth.

Now... who to eat first? The sweet and innocent Bruno? The smart yet frigid Dexter? Or the naughty and abrasive Taylor? Ah! She was spoiled for choice!

Fortunately for Lucretia, she didn't need to make a decision. Her trio of treats all looked at one another, before shifting their gazes towards the wolfess. They didn't give her a chance to respond before they dove in upon her.

“Ah!? W-wait! I-- aaah~!"

Oh... looks like this time she was on the menu.

The feisty hands of these lustful boys, all seized upon her powerful body at once. Dexter's hands groped and kneaded at her hips and thighs, stroking upon her lower body. Not once throughout the week did her strong body escape his mind; how could it after their time together? Bruno's hands meanwhile focused on Lucretia's stomach and sides, stroking her abs and marveling at them like he had done before in that bathroom. That left Taylor to focus on her upper body, his hands first stroking he shoulders, before sliding down to grope her tits through her bra.

Such feisty hands from such feisty boys. They groped and kneaded at her body with intense lust and fervent desire. There was nothing controlled about them, nothing practiced; they just wanted her. And that wanton need for her body sent shivers throughout her form, while she laid her hands out besides her head and grinned.

Yes, for a change, she'd let them devour her. Aaah... and it felt amazing.

Dexter didn't wait. Delving his head between her thicc thighs, he began kissing, licking, and nibbling at the wolfess' flesh. His movements were wild, some would even argue loose, but damn could she feel the lust within him. He knew she was a strong woman, and he abused this fact as he meshed his face against her form. And as his head delved deeper, his nose pressed up against her panties, getting a heavy whiff of her wet pussy on the other end.

He wasn't alone. As Dexter indulged in Lucretia's lower body, Bruno began appreciating her abs yet again. The kisses, the licks, the slobber; he showered her powerful body in the praise and worthy it deserved. Despite the firmness of her body, the voluptuous wolfess could feel every inch of his lips and hands, causing her body to twist slightly as delighted groans left her lips.

Taylor would not be left out of such hedonistic indulgence. He still had his hands on the wolfess' tits, where he gripped them tight. Her firm tits were squeezed between his horny hands, up until he finally grew tired of this damned brassier. Hooking his fingers inside, he pulled them down, revealing her busty tits to him. Their amazing sight sent a sliver of drool down his lips. He slurped it up, and then dove down.

“Nmmmm!!!"

“Ah hah hah hah! Yeah! That's it!"

His mouth wrapped around her tit, capturing her nipple between his lips as he lathered it in spit. What followed was a powerful sucking, drawing on her flesh like she'd actually produce milk. His tongue too wrapped around her nipple, slapped it left and right, pushed it in, and then just began whipping and lashing about like a flailing fish!

“Nmmm~ you guys are really enjoying yourselves. Aaahaaa~" said Lucretia as she clutched her hand around Taylor's head, while her other hand fell on the top of Bruno's head, “Nnnghh~~~! Aaahh~! Keep going... hah hah~! Keeeep goooinnng!"

Regardless of if she as going to make such a command, they weren't going to stop at all! Things were ramping up to such a frenetic degree, that the boys were already moving! Dexter began pushing open Lucretia's legs, offering more of her pussy up towards him. Even with her panties on, he kissed up against her mound, feeling her hot pussy press back on the other end. His desires growing exponentially, he gripped her panties and slowly began dragging them down her body.

Ah, there it was; her pussy. So tone, so slick, and with her honey oozing out of it. The air was quickly filled with her unfiltered scent, which flowed right into Dexter's nose. Mouth opening wide, spit traveled down his gaping maw, and he moved in.

“Nmmm~!"

“Aaahh...! Heh... ooooh~"

With hunger, the bespectacled boy dined on Lucretia's pussy, lapping at her folds and drinking down her juices with audible slurps. One thing quickly became clear to the wolfess; Dexter had an idea of what he was doing. Don't get her wrong – he wasn't some cunnilingus expert or anything – but he was doing better than a recent ex-virgin should be. When combined with his looser licks here and there, it told Lucretia something important.

He had been researching how to give oral. How cute!

Regardless of how good or bad or mediocre it was, the wolfess enjoyed it. His tongue pried apart her labia before pushing inside, where it began squirming and scraping against his walls. The pleasure she felt caused her head to pull back as her fingers bit into her bottom lip. The longer this went on, the hungrier Dexter became. He even pushed up against Lucretia, and rested her legs along his shoulders, just so he could have unbridled access to her pussy. Oh, so good!

Not to be outdone, Bruno pulled his lips away from Lucretia, instead joining Taylor as he occupied her other tit. Together, the two boys sucked on her bosom, sending further pleasure throughout her form. She clutched their heads, holding them tight to her chest, while the bit, and nibbled, and suckled from her firm tits.

But Taylor didn't remain for long. His tongue – long and lewd – began licking away from her tits. He traveled up to her clavicle, where he began kissing and licking along her neck. Her hand never left the back of his head, still clutching him close to feel every single second of his desire for her. And she felt him travel up, and up and up, until--

“Nmmm~"

“Mmmph~~"

Their lips met in a kiss, eyes closed as tongues lapped and clicked with one another. Their mouths were hungry and dripping with eroticism as they pressed and meshed against one another.

This was fucking perfect. These boys were lustfully eating at her body, all in their own areas. Taylor's mouth on her mouth, Bruno on her tits, and Dexter on her cunt. Beneath them, she was getting hotter and hotter, which meant she was getting hungrier and hungrier! And once this wolfess gets hungry, she won't stop until she's satiated.

Lucretia's hand trailed down Taylor's body, stopping at his butt where she gave it a squeeze.

“Nmmph~?"

His lips quickly broke from hers as he turned to face her hand. Her hand on his ass felt sooooo good, causing him to bite into his bottom lip. And when he looked back down upon the wolfess, she was shooting him this cocky smirk, telling him everything he needed to know.

Good. His cock hurt soooo much.

Getting up on his knees before Lucretia's head, Taylor presented his cock to her. It bounced up and down energetically before coming to a halt, where his precum dribbled from the tip and fell upon her face. She laughed and then reached up, where her hand wrapped gently around his turgid length.

“Aahhh... ooooooh~" Taylor groaned as she jerked her hand back and forth, giving him a much needed handjob.

But Lucretia was not so focused on the bad boy that she ignored the others. Reaching down, she wrapped her other hand around Bruno's cock, triggering a muffled groan which flowed into her tit. He looked up at her and she looked back, giving him a playful wink. And then – mirroring what she was doing with Taylor – she began jerking her hand along his cock.

Slowly Bruno too rose up, sitting up on his knees on the opposite side of Lucretia's head, while she jerked his cock off. Both he and Taylor were reduced to moaning, quivering messes, which drew laughs from her lips.

“Yeah! That's it! You naughty boys, you~" she groaned, “Nnghh...! Keep singing for me. Aaah... let everyone knows that escape's impossible once this hungry wolfess sinks her fangs in you! Hah hah hah! Hey, Dexter!" her voice caused him to look up from her cunt, where he stared along her body to see her face looking back at him, “I only got two hands... but... heh heh... I'm sure you can find a place that'll make your dick feel really comfortable!"

That's all he needed to hear!

Looking down, Dexter again came face to face with Lucretia's toned pussy. But instead of filling it with his tongue, he rose up and and angled his cock with her folds. The first time in the gym, he missed upon his attempted penetration. But this time, he knew exactly where to go! So he grabbed his cock, pushed it down with her cunt, and--

Puuuuuussshhh!

“Nnngghh~! Oooooooh~~!"

“Heh heh... aaahh~! That's it!"

Dexter's dick delved deep into Lucretia's pussy, spearing her, and spreading apart her folds. He sank until he couldn't sink anymore, with his hips pressed up against Lucretia's toned body. Then his hands fell on her waist, gripping her tight as a groan of desire left him.

There was no need to hesitate. He started pulling back and forth with haste, fucking Lucretia with a loud and audible--

Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat!

The impacts of his body against hers, made the bed bounce beneath them, and sent ripples throughout her body. Lucretia grinned at him, her teeth grinding against one another, while her grip on Bruno and Taylor's cocks grew even tighter. With Dexter fucking her, she upped the ante of her handjob, stroking the throbbing members of the two boys above her.

And there it was again; that practiced ease! She handled their cocks better than they could themselves, with her grip being strong when it needed to be, while also tender at the same time. The squeezes built up pleasure, while her stroking guided her remarkable hands along them. Each gliding movement made their bodies jolt, and caused glistening precum to spurt from them like bullets!

These stroking hands built up pleasure within the two boys, while her suckling cunt squeezed down around Dexter's dick. Despite honing her body with the expressed purpose of hunting down criminals, Lucretia's body was also a smorgasbord of pleasure. Or maybe it was more accurate to say that because her body was a honed with the purpose of hunting down criminals, that she was also skilled in the art of pleasure. In some weird way, hunting down criminals and eating cute boys aren't too different!

Don't think too hard on it...

Not like any of these boys could. With Lucretia's cunt around Dexter's dick, and her hands stroking off Taylor's and Bruno's, they were all nothing more than moaning bitches. And they were getting closer... and closer... and closer to that blissful edge!

Their dicks were soooo hard! Their balls were jiggling beneath them, and their moans were getting louder and louder. On her face, Taylor and Bruno were spraying their precum upon her features, while down below, Dexter was pounding her pussy even harder! Her body was writhing with pleasure, and so too was theirs! All she needed to do was clinch tight, and she'd be showered with their ecstasy!

So Lucretia did it. All at once, she clinched her hands around Taylor's cock, Bruno's cock, and had her pussy tighten around Dexter's dick! And all at once--

“AH~!"

“HAAH~!"

“OOOH~!?"

They came.

SPURT!

SPRRT!

SPLURK!

Seed was shot over Lucretia's, drawing lustful moans from her lips as her eyes quivered. From Bruno and Taylor's cocks, lines of jizz were splattered upon her face, marring her like the glazing on a donut. It got on her hair, on her lips and nose, it even spread out over upon her tits. Not one area of Lucretia's body was spared of their cum, completely coating her skin white.

Not that Dexter was going to be outdone. Though he was just one boy, he still filled her cunt completely with spunk, which flooded her walls, and spurted out around his dick. But being the ever greedy wolfess she so clearly was, her cunt continued to stroke off and milk his dick, drawing out his orgasm even longer, and forcing him to plant more seed into her cunt... which he did with gusto as his spine arched.

What took so long to build up too, came to a showering crescendo in a matter of seconds. The boys were left panting as they collapsed, while Lucretia laid in the middle, her body laiden with sperm. As they struggled to recollect themselves, the wolfess licked her lips clean of their cum, where a pleased smile spread out over her lips.

Shear ecstasy. Aaaaaahh..

“Nngh...! Mmmphh~! So good~" Lucretia said as she straightened up on her bed, even stretching out her arms like an unfurling cat, “You boys are such delicious treats. Alright... who's next?"

“N-next!?" said Taylor, his eyes wide, “What do you mean by 'Who's next'!? Haaah! A-are you crazy? We just came and... nnghh~!?"

“Oooooh, don't take that tone with me," the wolfess said, cutting him off as her hand wrapped around his cock again, “You're all young boys! You still have endless energy packed within those bodies of yours! So stop pussying around and let's do this! Hmmm..." she swept her eyes around slowly, before locking them on a certain blond, “Ah-ha! Bruno... heh heh heh..."

“M-me?" he said whilst pointing at himself.

“Yes, you~!" she replied, “Let me just..."

Raising up further, Luca pulled herself off of Dexter's cock with an audible--

Shlorp!

“Ah~!?"

He whimpered and fell on the bed, while his sensitive dick throbbed. But the wolfess shifted her gaze, locking her eyes on a now quivering Bruno. He was still pointing at himself as Lucretia came over, a smile on her lips as she licked them in a hungry display. And with their cum still oozing down her features, she looked very much like a hungry wolfess about to dine. So when her hands fell down besides his head, pinning him into the bed, there was nothing he could do but--

“Mmmph~!"

“Mmmm!?"

Lucretia's taste was so stronger than usual, so much more flavorful. He blamed her voraciousness on the situation they were in, and he blamed the added flavor on the taste of cum which was still on her lips. And – dare he say it – it wasn't a disgusting taste. He even enjoyed it, strangely enough. Kissing against Lucretia brought deeper moans from Bruno, who wrapped his arms around her neck to hug her closer.

Taylor and Dexter both watched their raunchy lip-lock, while the wolfess maneuvered herself atop Bruno. Moving in with her hips, she ground his dick against her mound, feeling it throb and twitch against her. Maaayyyyybeee if she left him alone, his cock would have grown flaccid, but Luca wouldn't allow that to happen. During their kiss, she reached her hand down and began to stroke off his cock, forcing it to remain hard and rigid for her. And once it returned to maximum length, Lucretia pulled her lips away from Bruno's with a loud and lewd--

Pop!

“There we go," she said whilst looking down upon the bashful boy, “Heh heh~ I hope you're ready, Bruno, cuz this time, my pussy's gonna eat you up."

“L... Lucretia..." he groaned back as her hands gripped his legs, “Ah~?"

Using her great strength, Luca pushed his legs up, causing his eyes to grow wide. Thankfully, he was a limber boy, but it was still odd to have his legs arch up and point towards the air. Wasn't this a position for girls!? But Lucretia was putting him into it, while his cock pointed up towards her! Yes, this may be a position usually meant for girls, but when she put him into it, it became the amazon position!

Lucretia grinned down upon Bruno, who stared back up at her with his eyes wide and mouth quivering. His cock meanwhile ground against her folds, where it quickly found her entrance. She didn't even need to hold his dick steady! With one push down--

“Aaahhaaaa~!?"

“Hnngh~! Heh heh heh!"

She took his dick into her cunt, making it her own. And she wasn't going to build up. No, she was going to eat him, right here, right now!

Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat!

At a quick and powerful pace, Lucretia dominated Bruno with her powerful hips. Her pussy bounced up and down on his dick, slamming into him with enough force to make the bed quake around them. Feeling this pleasure brought howling moans from the bashful boy's mouth, who allowed it to shamelessly fill the air as his hands curled beneath his chest.

“Ah~! Hah~! Ah~! Oooh~! Haaah~!"

“Yes, yes! Heh heh! Hnngh~! You cute little boys are the fucking best!"

Sitting aside, Taylor and Dexter watched as Lucretia overwhelmed Bruno. It was such a unique feeling to be passive observers in her 'devouring' of someone else. Her body was a well-oiled machine, one who performed its tasks with absolute perfection. The way she drove her hips down, how her hair fluttered, and how her ass bounced upon ever clap, was truly a feast for the eyes. Despite what Taylor said before about needing time, Lucretia's lewd showing was more than enough to make both his and Dexter's cocks return to maximum length.

And the wolfess was aware of this.

“Dexter!" she shouted, jolting him.

“Y-yes!?"

While still pounding Bruno into the bed, the wolfess turned to face him, where she smiled in a hungry manner and curled her hand inward.

“Come here, Dexter," she said, before lewdly licking her lips in an erotic manner, “Let me suck on that cock of yours..."

He didn't need to be told twice!

Quickly scrambling forward, he came around to Lucretia's front, where he stood before her. She slowed her hip movements, but only so that her eyes could look at his quivering face... and then travel down towards his throbbing dick.

Ah~ so big~ so long~ so tasty~ and it was all for her!

Grab!

“Ah~!?"

Lucretia's arm wrapped around his waist and she pulled him, forcing his cock right into her mouth!

“Hmmm!!!"

“Oooohhh~~~!?"

With one hand on her hip, and the other hand wrapped around Dexter's waist, the wolfess sucked on his cock with her voracious appetite at maximum. And just like with Bruno beneath her, she reduced Dexter to nothing more than a moaning slut! His hands even fell on her shoulders in an attempt to keep himself upright, but it was clear Lucretia was putting in all of the work.

Down below, she continued driving her pussy up and down on Bruno's dick, not sparing him, even with her mouthful of cock. And that mouth of hers too overwhelmed Dexter's dick, with her tongue swirling around it, and her sucking being so intense! She drove him deeper into her mouth, not flinching even when she deepthroated him! If anything, she was getting faster, as her head bobbed up and down on his cock!

Deeper... deeper... DEEPER! In both her mouth and her pussy, she pushed their dicks deeper! But even with all of this, she was still not satiated! The taste of Dexter's cock was amazing, and having her cunt being filled by Bruno was fantastic too, but she still demanded more! And she knew exactly how to get that 'more'. So pulling her lips off of the bespectacled boy's dick, she flicked her tongue off of it, causing it to bounce. Then she turned, this saucy grin on her lips as she stared at--

“Taaayyylloooorrr~~~!"

“Glk!?"

He was so busy watching with his cock hard, that he wasn't expecting her to stop and speak to him. Reading the hungry grin on her lips, he watched as she raised her hand, and then swatted her own ass with a loud--

SMACK!

His eyes attracted down towards her butt, he watched as the wolfess leaned forward and rose her tail, flaunting her tight asshole.

“Rriiiiiiighhht here, Taylor," she cooed, “Hnmm... feed me riiiiiigghhhhtt here!"

Her asshole? She wanted him to fuck her asshole? He's never fucked an asshole before. And, no, the irony is not lost of him that she fingered his ass the other night. And now it was his turn to pound away at her ass. That was very... hm... that was very...

Fuck. He wanted to feel her tight ass wrap around his thick dick. This was going to be amazing.

Taylor stumbled towards Lucretia, while she giggled and wrapped her lips around Dexter's cock again. Sucking him off, she kept her ass raised for him and his cock. The wolfess even slowed her riding of Bruno to a stop, giving the blond a moment's reprieve, and also allowing Taylor to line his dick up with her anus.

He moved in, grinding the thick head of his cock against her asshole. The touch alone sent shivers down his spine as both excitement and heat mixed within him. He moved his dick up and down, beating along her ass... and then he started pushing in.

“Hnnnggghhhh~~~!"

“Ooooohhhh... oooooooh~ soooo biiiiiiggg~" Lucretia groaned.

So... this is a woman's asshole, huh? No, this was Lucretia's asshole. It was... aaah... it was fucking fantastic.

Grabbing Luca by her hips, Taylor pushed his cock into her awaiting asshole, burring his dick deep inside of her. He groaned and arched back with his hips as he took sank in, inch by inch by blissful inch! And even with his big cock, there was no discomfort on Lucretia's end. She groaned with her mouthful of Dexter's dick, and clinched her ass around Taylor's cock. And once he finally pushed it in to the absolute end...

“Haaah~!"

He fell forward, resting his chest upon Lucretia's back.

This... oh... this was shear euphoria. In her mouth she had a dick. In her pussy she had a dick. And in her ass she had a dick. Luca was completely full.

No. No, that's not true. She wasn't completely full... at least... not yet. There was only one way to completely satisfy the beast that is Lucretia Salem, and they were going to give it to her, whether they wanted to or not.

Though, it's not like they didn't wanted to. Once everyone got used to the feeling of being connected like this...

PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

THWAPTHWAPTHWAPTHWAPTHWAP!!!

PLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAP!!!

Their bodies became a melding mass of sex!

Even with Lucretia's arm around his waist, Dexter gained enough energy to thrust his cock in and out of the wolfess mouth. He fucked his cock deep into her throat, only to pull back out towards her lips, and then slam it back in with a weighty THWAP! She was strong, far stronger than the three of them put together, so she could take it!

And Lucretia did take it! She did more than just take it! As his cock slammed in and out of her mouth, she licked it, sucked on it, swallowed it, tasted every inch of it. Her teeth ground against the top and the bottom, and her throat would clinch in, giving Dexter a pleasure he'd never find with anyone else!

What about Taylor? Oh, well, Taylor's hands were on her hips, gripping her tight as he drove his dick in and out of her ass with all the fury and speed a boy like him could give! His pelvis and waist struck Lucretia's firm ass, sending out erotic 'PLAP!' sounds that mixed together with the other sounds of sex. How could her ass be this great? The way it squeezed on him, the way it tightened around him, the way it massaged him; it was shear perfection, and it drove him to fuck her more!

About the only person who didn't need to do anything was Bruno. In his position, there wasn't much he could do! But that didn't matter. His mind was too far gone to care about what he could and couldn't do. Buried deep into Lucretia's snatch as he was, he could feel the bodies of the others as they penetrated the wolfess in unison. Of particular note, there was Taylor. Whenever he slammed his cock into her ass, the force of the impact pushed Luca down on his cock, triggering those frantic PATS! which sounded off from their bodies.

It was all so fucking intense! This wasn't lovemaking! This wasn't even sex! No, this was beyond sex! This was nothing but pure fucking. Intense, erotic, frantic, passionate, lewd, fucking!

This was shear, sensory, overload! Not just for Lucretia, but for all of them! None of them have ever had such intense sex before! If anything, they should be proud for lasting this long! But nothing lasts forever, and while this may have felt like an eternity, this intense fucking was finally reaching its dramatic climax!

And this... dramatic... climax... was going to be--

“AAH~~!"

“OOOH~~!"

“HOOOH~~~"

“MMMMPHH~~~!"

EXPLOSIVE!!!

Cum. Delicious cum. Spicy come. Thick cum. Just... cum.

Cum flowed into her mouth. Cum flowed into her cunt. And cum flowed into her asshole. It was just... ah...

Just... cum...

From the taste to the feeling, the smells to the sounds, even the sight of it all, this wasn't just an orgasm, this was something much more than that. This was pure ecstasy, shear euphoria... it was paradise. And they all arrived at paradise in unison. So once it left, ah...

WHUMP!

They all fell upon the mattress, collapsing as nothing but bodies and flesh.

Moans and groans mixed with desperate pants for breath, as the quartet recoiled from their earth-shattering orgasms. On the bed they laid, their minds anywhere but here. As for Lucretia herself, she tasted cum on her mouth, and felt it burn within both her pussy and her ass.

And it was glorious.

Slowly Lucretia arose, sweat and cum glistening on her form as she sat up before her captured prey. They all looked at her, watching as the wolfess basked in the glory of her delicious bounty. The taste, the feel, the smell; all of it was absolutely perfect. And her face showed this, as she gave a beaming smile of shear elation.

And then...

“Gulp! Aaahh... fucking great!"

Stretching out her arms, Lucretia posed for her trio of treats, before dropping her eyes down upon them. They were still recoiling from their orgasms, but she seemed ready and raring to go for a third round in a row!

Did she know the meaning of the word 'restraint'? From the looks of things...

“Hey... heh heh heh... let's take a bath."

Thankfully... yes!

…

For an apartment of modest size meant for only one person, this bathtub was surprisingly large. Then again, they could have just been small enough to fit four people in here, even with Lucretia's amazonian body in the middle. Is that a good thing? No, that's definitely a bad thing. Still...

It felt surprisingly nice.

There Lucretia laid in the middle, her eyes closed and a pleased smile on her lips, as water and steam flowed off of her towering body. Her butt was to the basin, while the waters of the tub came all the way up to her chest. Reclining against the back of her tub, she relaxed herself... while her arms cupped in on the bodies of the boys at her side.

And when she cupped, ah, it took everything in her power to not outright grope them.

“H-hnng...!"

“Hey! Damn! Why the fuck are you so damn... handsy! Hmph!"

Chuckles left Lucretia's lips as she laid in this bathtub with her treats. To her right was Dexter, his frame leaning in close. To her left was Taylor, who begrudgingly clung to her, pouting all the way. And resting in the center, reclining against her body much like how she was reclining against the bathtub, was Bruno.

The four of them laid in this bathtub together, enjoying the soothing affects of the hot waters. After their frenetic tryst, they needed this. Their once tensed and strained muscles, were steadily relaxing, drawing sighs of relief from them. Especially from Lucretia, whose smile was so... content.

“Hey, Luca," said Bruno, garnering a 'Hm?' from the wolfess' lips, “Those notes you gave us. On them you had labels above the orders to come here. You called me... vanilla."

“Yeah... y-you did the same with me," said Dexter as he pulled himself up from her tit, “You called me strawberry..."

“Wh-what!?" snapped Taylor, “You two got letters calling you things like vanilla and strawberry? Sh-she's been calling me chocolate for the past two days!" he looked up at her, “What the hell, Lucretia?"

She looked down upon the three, reading their curious and confused faces. At first, she herself was taken aback by the question... but then she began to give that boisterous laugh of hers. It went on for several seconds before she calmed down, looking at them with this hungry smile on her lips.

“You are all such cute treats," Lucretia answered, “Dexter... you're somewhat stiff and cold. Not many would like you for your personality because of this. Some might argue you're hard to get into... but I don't know... heh heh! I think you're sweet! That's what you are strawberries to me!"

“I... am I really hard to... 'get into'?"

“You, Taylor... you're the opposite," Lucretia continued, “You're the roughest of the three, with your brown hair and tanned skin. But... heh heh... I kinda find that irresistible about you. You try to be so abrasive, but you absolutely adore it when I eat you up. Mmmm~! You just had to be chocolate!"

“I don't 'try' to be abrasive! I am abrasive!"

“And you, Bruno?" she went on, “Hah! You're the sweetest! A person would have to really try hard to dislike you! That makes you vanilla, through and through! Mmm... and I'm always in the mood of vanilla~!"

Honestly, Lucretia's answer was just as insane as they thought it would be. To think that in her eyes, eating was the equivalent of sex. Or was sex the equivalent of eating? She called them treats, referred to them as flavors, and made constant references of eating and devouring them. And considering the fact that she gave such intense blowjobs, maybe to her, sex is like a snack.

Yeah, that's it; think of sex like a snack. How... weird... and yet... how... erotic.

Maybe if it were to come from any other woman – any normal woman – then flirting like this would be incredibly goofy. But when Lucretia said it, when she spoke of how she was going to eat them up, and leave nothing left, they believed it. She would eat them, and she would leave nothing in her wake.

Absolutely nothing... and yet they'd still be left wanting more.

“Mmm... with you all together like this! Vanilla, strawberry and chocolate...! Hah hah hah! You're my personal, little, neapolitan treat! And right now... mmpmm..." she lickedh er lips, her green eyes glowing as she stared upon them all, “I'm thinkin' it's time I went back for seconds."

“S-seconds...?" Taylor cried.

The three boys all looked at one another, eyes wide like they had been smacked by Lucretia's words. A part of them even thought this was a joke... that is until they looked at her to see that hungry smile still plastered on her face. This wasn't a joke; she was being completely serious.

“L-Luca... a-aren't you tired...?" asked Bruno, a sweat dropping from a brow.

“Why would I be tired?" she asked back, her head cocked to the side as her smile grew, “I'm surrounded by these cute boys, and you think I'm going to pass up the chance to keep eating them? Hah hah hah! Not likely, and not from me! In faaaaactt..." she began pulling them in, “Why even bother leaving the tub? I think I'll start eating right now..."

“L-Luca, wait!"

“Lucretia!"

“Gah! Wh-why are you such a hungry bitch!?"

SPLASH!

Oh, these poor, naive boys. They should have known better! She was a wolf, through and through! She hunted for meals, and when she caught them, there was no escape. In those regards, her apartment was like her lair, and these boys were her favorite prey.

Mmmm..! Cute boys! Great for eating indeed!