The love of a Child
Today was like any day. The alarm went off at 7 sharp, waking up the brown colored wolf from his slumber. With a light grunt, he reached over turning the alarm off before rolling out of the bed. Sighing, he was not shocked to see the normal morning woof hanging in between his legs the, 8 inches by 1.5 thick member hanging there the large 4.5 knot already formed to inform him that his dreams where very naughty indeed it seemed. Grumbling, he moved from the room and out into the hallway. His long wolfish ears twisted back and forth to listen for any sound. It seemed that today was his day to stay home with their cub Dani, which was his and his wife's short name for their baby.
Hearing nothing, he moved to the bathroom to tend to the every day morning stuff. The stiffness in between his legs was still hard and throbbing as he took his shower, de-fuzzed his fur and brushed his teeth. He was trying with all his might to ignore it. That's when he heard the sound he was hoping to not hear for a little while longer; the sound of a crying toddler. Flatting his ears, he sighed while moving out of the bathroom and down the hall to Dani's room. Pushing the door open he stepped in to look around. The small mouse was standing up in the crib looking at the wolf before crying out again and holding his little hands up, a clear sign that it wanted to be picked up and held.
Growling to himself he moved over picking the little toddler up. The moment he did he noticed that the diaper he was wearing was beyond wet. The pee was running down the poor little guy's legs and onto the bigger male's chest. This made the wolf sigh as he moved over to the changing table. Softly sitting the mouse down, his hard shaft pressed against the cold edge of the table as he started to work at the straps holding the soggy thing on. The cubling whimpered softly as he was sat down and the diaper messed, with his little hands grabbing at the wolf's fingers. The male smiled at his baby, making soft cooing sounds as he got the diaper off and thrown away. By now his hard-on was become very, very painful.
Turning around he could not help but look at the warm and by now wet cunt that was in between his son's legs. Yes only he and his wife knew the fact that there baby boy was a baby cuntboy. Grinning he flicked his ears, for he knew his wife would not be home for hours an evil wicked kinky idea slipped into his mind. This meant he could try something he had wanted to try but feared his wife finding out or walking in on him while he was doing it. All the while the cub laid there looking up at his daddy with playful eyes and small grabby hands.
Smirking he moved over to the cub and softly ran a hand along the younglings fur causing the baby to giggle and wiggle. Slowly he moved his hand down lower and lower until a finger was resting on the cub's cunt. This got a soft whine and moan to come from the cub. Shivering, he started to rub his finger there pushing and pressing softly over and over again, all the while the cub whined, moaned, and wiggled, a confused look in his little face. It was not until the finger slipped in and started wiggling that the baby let out a loud startled cry of pain and pleasure that made the wolfs cock twitch and drip a few drops of pre to the floor below. God his cub was tight he could feel it on his finger. This only made him for to do what he was about to even more.
Smiling, he kept wiggling soon added a second finger to spread those tight walls apart and get his son used to the feel of something thick, long, and deep within those walls. Over the next half an hour the Wolf pumped and spread, getting loud delighted whines and moans out of his son. He even noted that a few times his fingers came out with his cub's cream on them letting him know that the cub had climax. Growling deep in his throat, he would pull the fingers out and lift the cub up placing the cubs back against his chest. This allowed the tip of the canine cock to rub and tease the cubs cunt, making him squeak and whine even louder. One could have to be stupid to not tell that his son was loving this and wanting daddy to play with him even more. Moaning out the wolf would thrust a little, forcing just the tip into those to tight walls; the cubling griped his arms and cried out once more in blissful pain. That sound was driving the wolf nuts.
Over time, he would thrust again and again, soon working his whole length all the way in to the knot that was just flat out too thick to push in. Do to the tightness he, came off the bat pumping his thick seed into the little mouseling. This made him grin and he started to thrust now knowing that he could fuck his little son for a long while without climaxing a second time. In the back ground he could hear the phone ringing which meant the wife was calling to check up on his and the cub that was left at home. He would only growl as he kept thrusting causing the cubling to yelp whine moan and scream out in pain and pleasure. He was shocked at how much of his cock was able to disappear into his cub, and even more shocked at how hungry those walls seemed to be for his cock and cum.
Time just seemed to pass by; the wolf could not even begin to count the times that the cub tightened around his thick shaft. The amount of times he came with his son. All he knew was this was the tightest, hottest sex he ever had in his life. Even his wife was not this good in bed or this fucking tight. He did notice that at one point there was a little blood dripping from the cunt onto his cock, but he knew that be the cubs cherry that he popped and stolen. He could not stand it anymore he had to know; swiftly he lifted the cub up and relined him until his cock started to push into the tight little tailhole. The moment it did, the wolf lost control of his thoughts this tightness was just too much for him to handle.
All he could remember was the fact that for the next 2 hours he cocked his little crying baby's tight ass. That he pumped his balls deep into that cub and drained himself fully with in him. After a short while he pulled out, his cock softening and slipping back into the sheath as he went about diapering the little mouse and placing him back into the crib for his nap. Leaning over he would whisper into the cub's ear as he fell asleep. "I love you my little Dani, rest for a while and I will be back in to clean you up and get you ready for dinner in a little while." With that he turned and walked out of the room, shutting the door and setting about getting the house clean and ready for when his wife got home. Every now and then he stop in to check on the little mouse change him feed him and play with him more. It was clear that father and son would grow up being the best of friends in everything that they would do.