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"M...m...miss Carlisle, we s...s...shouldn't be doing t...t...this..." Bobby stuttered and whined as he squirmed in his seat. The young dull grey furred wolf had his eyes closed while the woman, old enough to be his mother, sitting beside him shamelessly groped and fondled his sheath within his red shorts. Gosh he was so cute with his mop of curly brown hair and his thick glasses that made his ordinary brown eyes look comically large, almost like one of those Japanese animation characters. He looked so pure and innocent, even just being alone in the room with the curvy white furred Shropshire ewe had been enough to make the naïve wolf blush and squirm. Of course, she had been subtly flirting with him, idly playing with her long blond hair and twirling it between her manicured nails. She'd even batted her long eyelashes at him, at least when he made eye contact with her deep cerulean pools.

Caryl Carlisle was the camp director for Camp Candy, formerly known as Camp Wegonnafuckalot, but due to recent administration changes, the camp had been renamed after their most generous benefactor. The almost angelic looking, blue eyed and long blond-haired ewe, was an avid member of her local church. More often than not she was found organising food and parcel drives for the needy, even volunteering at the local soup kitchen on Christmas day. For all intents and purposes, Caryl was a saint, except when she wasn't. Like right this very moment as the mature woman shamelessly and relentlessly fondled one of her newest young camp counsellors.

"Why not, Bobby? You're a big boy now, old enough to drive and nearly old enough to drink too in a couple of months! I read your file..." the voluptuous ewe grinned as she gave the young shy wolf a gentle squeeze to the base of his sheath, just behind his knot. She loved how they groaned and bucked up into her hand when she did that, just like how Bobby did for her now.

"B...b...because..." Bobby stammered again, finding it rather hard to think straight suddenly as his blood was redirected somewhere other than his brain.

"Because isn't an answer, Bobby. Didn't they teach you that in school? I thought you were an honours student..." Caryl teased the handsome young man; she loved the young innocent and naive ones. But Bobby's stutter just upped the ante and made him irresistibly cute, it also helped he was a massive nerd that just happened to be hung like a mule. Though somehow, he wasn't aware of that fact, Caryl herself had only noticed by accident when she happened to catch a glimpse of his swim trunks clinging to his crotch after he'd taken his group of campers down to swim in the lake. She'd already had her eye on him before, just from the thick glasses he wore, as well as being a skinny nerd, he was just her type.

Despite being a gorgeous and voluptuous Shropshire sheep by species, Caryl Carlisle was in fact a predator, more specifically, she was a cougar. The ewe had developed a taste for young men, but not the young fit jock types one would assume. She wasn't after toned physiques at all, rather she was after their innocence. So, the nerdier the better, which also helped keep her reputation in check as no one would ever believe a saint like Caryl would ever do anything untoward with a scrawny dweeb like Bobby to begin with. Also, the nerds were always so thankful for her being so willing to do anything with them, they practically turned into her secret slave harem. At least until they got too old or moved away to college and started lives of their own.

Yet, here she was, one hot summer night, sitting in her private cabin with one of the new camp counsellors. Her hand inside his red shorts as she fondled and stroked his surprisingly thick sheath, using the pad of her thumb to rub and tease at the little bit of his lipstick already poking out. She'd lured him into her cabin under the pretence of needing to discuss the ground rules with him after catching him breaking some imagined rule he wasn't even aware of. It hadn't taken much to get a rise out of the young man once she'd confirmed he wasn't gay, a few accidentally on purpose glances down her top at her cleavage and a drawn out bending over pose right in front of the young wolf had the poor fellow reaching for a cushion to cover his bulge in no time flat.

"M...m...miss Carlisle...I...I'm gonna...s...s...s...sorry" Bobby stammered between his panting, Caryl didn't even know it was possible for a canine to cum without fully exiting their sheath. Yet her fingers were suddenly coated in a warm stickiness, not that she minded really, she took it as a compliment that the young man found her so attractive that he just couldn't contain himself when she touched him.

"It's fine sweety, it happens to everyone" the ewe cooed softly, while lightly nuzzling into his wonderfully fluffy neck as she slipped her hand out from his shorts and spread her fingers, showing off the spiderwebs of his mess between her digits. The cougar brought her fingers to her lips before suckling each one clean, groaning softly at the taste of fresh virgin seed and wanting more. All while Bobby watched with a wide eyed and slack jawed expression, oh yes, he was well and truly under her spell already.

"W...w...what're you d...d...doing?" Bobby stammered in surprise when her head suddenly slipped from his shoulder while she pushed and tugged his shorts down about his knees to expose him properly. There it was, that nice chunky sheath she'd just been fondling, already with a rich deep red pointed tip poking out. It never failed to surprise her how the nerds always seemed to be packing more than just big brains.

"Shhh, let mommy work" Caryl chided him softly without looking up at the shocked looking young wolf's face. She just lowered her face to his lap, one hand gently tugging his sheath back a little to expose more of his bright red flesh to her soft lips. Soon Caryl was sucking on a steadily growing virgin wolf cock, she loved feeling them grow and swell for her like that. Judging by Bobby's gasps and whines, he'd never felt anything other than his own hand on his wonderful pecker. Perfect, just how she liked them!

"F...f...feels...weird" Bobby huffed and groaned as he again squirmed in his seat while his camp directors head began to bob up and down in his lap. Even as more and more of his thick red cock slipped free, it was instantly swallowed by the older ewe while she sucked the young mutt to fullness. She was right, the little dweeb was sporting a damn cunt buster. Caryl could barely fit him in her mouth once he got properly hard, her thumb and forefinger tip unable to touch as she grasped his fat shaft. Goddamn she had to get the little shit to fuck her, she needed to be stretched out by Bobby's thick fuckstick, and soon too!

But first, she knew he was unskilled and had no experience, so he wouldn't last long enough for her to really enjoy him the first few times. That was fine by Caryl though, she loved milking young nerds dry, once they knew they had a willing hole to nut in, she would have them eating out of her palm...among other places. As expected, Bobby didn't last too much longer the second round either, soon she tasted more of that salty sweetness splash against her tongue. The sounds the young wolf made were music to her ears while she kept his tapered tip within her maw, her tongue teasing against the spade-like head as she swallowed every drop of his warm salty treat. She fucking loved the feeling of a hard cock throbbing and pulsing in her mouth as hot cum splashed against the back of her throat like this.

Bobby thought he'd died and gone to heaven, not only had the hot sheep camp director jerked him off, but she'd sucked his dick too! He wished he could've held out longer, maybe then he could've lost his V card and the jocks would stop picking on him. He'd be a real man; he'd have finally felt a real pussy. But Miss Carlisle must've been disappointed with him for cumming so soon, he thought to himself.

Bobby was surprised to find the ewe grinning up at him, even as his cock began to shrink and try retreat back into his sheath. Miss Carlisle sat up and swung a leg over his lap, settling herself down against him. Bobby swore he could feel her cunt through her skimpy red shorts, but he must've been imagining it. Either way, it felt really good having her warm weight in his lap, resting right atop his sheath and still semi-hard dick like that.

"Ever seen real tits before, Bobby?" Caryl asked sweetly while she smiled at the blushing wolf. Her hips and behind ever so subtly rolling and grinding down into the unsuspecting canine's lap.

"N...n...no..." Bobby stammered again, unable to look the gorgeous woman in the eye. The young wolf suddenly worried she'd caught him staring at her tits earlier, but how could he not with the almost see-through tight white top she always wore? He swore he could even see her bra through the material!

"You're in luck, I just happen to own a pair" she almost purred before she grasped the hem of her top and lifted it up over her head without warning. Her heavy white bosom barely restrained in her pink bra came into view. She loved the look of amazement on the young guys faces when she showed them her tits, you'd swear she'd just shown them the Arc of the Covenant with how amazed they looked. It was even better when she removed her bra, her full bust sagging a little, but still managed to remain somewhat perky. Her soft white furred mounds were capped with little dark areola and nipples the size of pencil erasers, that always seemed to be perked with arousal.

Sitting upright and even leaning back a little, Caryl gave a slight shimmy of her shoulders to make her girls jiggle for Bobby. She'd expected, or rather hoped, that the young mutt would take the hint and eagerly grope at her presented breasts, but he was far too shy for that it seemed as his hands remained balled in fists beside his hips on the sofa. With a little sigh, she reached down for his hands to guide them to her breasts, giving his fingers an encouraging squeeze to get him going. "That's it, good boy Bobby" she cooed a moment later when he got the idea and began almost mauling her tits; not only that, she felt him starting to rise for her again down below as well. That was another thing she loved about the younger men; they had a wonderfully fast recovery period that she made full use of.

While the virgin wolf mauled her tits, Caryl began to slowly roll and grind herself down against him more encouragingly. Soon she had his thick red log poking out from between her thighs, suddenly regretting the fact she hadn't taken her shorts off earlier. "Keep playing with my tits..." she ordered Bobby, almost laughing at the robotic nod he gave back while being completely entranced by getting to touch his first set of real tits with his bare hands.

Caryl slipped from his lap to shimmy out of her shorts and underwear, being careful not to let her hanging breasts get too far away from the young man's hands and break him out of his trance, while she let her clothing fall down about her feet. As soon as she was completely nude, the eager ewe climbed back into his lap with a satisfied hiss when she felt the heat of his prick press up against her needy little cunt. Bobby was finally snapped out of his tit induced trance when he felt something hot and wet rubbing against his once again stiff cock. His eyes going almost comically wide behind his thick glasses when he finally noticed his camp director was now completely nude in his lap, along with his prick being pressed right against her bare pussy. Her dark folds parted either side of his dick as she rolled herself back and forth against him a little.

"M...m...miss Carlisle...y...y...you're n...n...naked! I c...c...can see your p...p...cunt!" Bobby blurted out as he watched the older woman's pouting folds glide back and forth along the underside of his thick cock, right along the bulging cumvein she planned to make good use of that night.

"That's the idea, Bobby. Don't you want to stick it in my cunt?" Caryl asked in a cutesy voice, while batting her eyelashes innocently at her captive young wolf stud. Again, she had to resist the urge to laugh with how comically fast Bobby nodded in response, his thick glasses nearly flying off the bridge of his nose he nodded so hard. "Good...now hold still...while...I...nng, there! Fuck you're a thick one...goddamn that's a chunky dick you have, Bobby" the ewe groaned as she shifted about and guided Bobby's red rocket on target before sinking down onto him. He stretched her out like nothing before, but goddamn she hoped he was still good for a few more rounds. She wanted him to make her needy pussy ache for hours after she was through with him, hopefully she could bring out the alpha in him so he'd give her a nice hard fucking before the evening was over too. That would certainly make the rest of the week more interesting.

"H...h...hot!" Bobby almost squealed when he felt his first ever pussy grip down on his thick rod. The older ewe was already worked up and more than ready for him, her cunt hot and slick, sliding down tightly around him and squeezing almost too snuggly around his fat prick. The young wolf's hands balled into fists beside him on the couch again as he fought back his next climax already threatening to burst. Even though he'd cum twice already, the sheep MILF in his lap just felt too fucking fantastic on his inexperienced dick. The way she was rolling and grinding down into his lap, also the way she clenched and squeezed down around him, it was far better than he ever could've imagined it would be.

"About to pop again, Bobby?" Caryl asked with a note of annoyance, sighing when he nodded the affirmative. Damned virgins, they had no staying power. But then again, maybe she could use this to her advantage, she thought. With a wicked grin, she suddenly lifted herself up and off the wolf's prick before sitting back down on his lap, with his red rocket poking up between her thighs.

"W...w...what?" He whined pathetically, looking like a whipped puppy at having his new favourite toy taken away.

"Can't have you busting inside me just yet, got to let you cool off a bit first" She replied while teasing a single finger up and down the length of his cumvein. She had to use a fair bit of pressure to push his dick up against his belly, that fucker was determined to aim skywards she noted. She'd popped enough cherries to know when he'd cooled off enough, his cock stopped twitching and jerking like a junky itching for a fix. When his breathing slowed down again, blood started returning to places other than his crotch and soon she was able to easily push his dick back down against his belly with barely any effort.

Once she was satisfied he wouldn't pop straight away, Caryl again lifted herself up, only to impale herself on the nerds pole once more. "Fuck me, doesn't get any easier the second time..." she huffed between clenched teeth as the dweeb split her open again. This time she got in a decent dozen or so bounces on his fuckstick before Bobby started whining and squirming again, prompting the ewe to once more climb off her new favourite ride to let him cool off again.

"P...p...please l...l...let me...c...cum, my b...balls...are b...b...bursting!" Bobby pleaded, already feeling like his sack was too full. He was so close, just a little more and he would've finished! Even now his dick pulsed and throbbed hard, spilling copious rivulets of sticky precum to spit from his tapered tip and trickle down the sides of his shaft.

"Tell you what, Bobby. Let's make a deal, you make me cum first, then you can cum" Caryl offered with a knowing grin, sure enough, just as the others had before him, Bobby nodded eagerly. She loved these young nerds and how eager they were to please, especially if it meant getting their dicks wet.

With the deal made, the ewe moved over to lay down on her back on her sofa, her head resting against the armrest with her feet in Bobby's lap and playing footsie with his monster. There was something oddly erotic about the feeling of a slick cock being caught and manipulated between her feet and toes, she really didn't get to do it often enough, Caryl thought to herself. The young wolf stared at her in confusion as she spread her thighs invitingly, but when he didn't move right away, she sighed and rolled her eyes at him.

"It's not going to eat itself, Bobby. Now get over here and start licking my cunt...eat this sheep like the goddamn wolf you are!" she ordered the unsure looking wolf. Slowly and reluctantly, he moved and positioned himself between her thighs, his nose twitching as he got his first real scent of a woman in arousal. Cautiously he reached out with his tongue and touched the tip to the centre of her slit, drawing back a bit of her taste. She had a slightly salty and earthy flavour, not bad, but not sweet like he'd expected. At least not the way all those smut stories he read described it, he'd expected her to taste of honey or strawberry, but in reality, she tasted closer to metallic on his tongue. It wasn't unpleasant though, just different. The more he tasted, the more he wanted and soon he was slurping, licking and kissing at the older woman's cunt like a raw oyster eater in a contest.

"Oh...oh fuck me, you're a natural!" Caryl yelped and moaned in surprise, she knew damned well this little turd hadn't seen a real pussy before, let alone tasted one. But thank fuck for small miracles as he quickly learned how to eat one good and proper. Soon he had her fingers in his curly brown mop of hair while she ground his muzzle between her thighs, panting and whimpering his name. The shy little bastard was actually making her eyes roll into the back of her head he was eating her so good, maybe old habits died hard and wolves really were meant to eat sheep after all. Caryl swore she saw stars burst behind her eyelids when she came hard, hips bucking up against Bobby's muzzle as she rode out the most intense climax she'd had in recent weeks. Her soft white furred thighs clamped down tightly either side of his head and trapped him in place while she ground her soaked cunt against his muzzle. Unfortunately for Bobby, Caryl was a runner and had some pretty toned and strong thighs, the ewe even bucked so hard she jostled and shook the slender wolf with his tongue stuck up her cunt like a leaf in a storm, at least until she started coming down and finally released his head.

"M...m...my turn?" Bobby asked hopefully as he rolled his neck and shoulders a little painfully before correcting his glasses back in place. The young eager wolf's angry red cock stood erect from his crotch as it bounced and drooled long strands of sticky precum to the seat beneath him, aching from being so hard for so long without relief. Having made a mature and beautiful woman like Miss Carlisle cum that hard had been rather exciting for the young mutt, now he really needed to get his rocks off.

"Yes, it's your turn to get your rocks off, seeing as you gave me such a nice cum" Caryl replied honestly, before lifting her leg up and over Bobby's head, allowing her to roll over onto her knees. She didn't have far to go for what she had in mind next, with her elbows where her head had just been on the armrest of her sofa, the ewe wiggled her plush wide backside back at the wolf invitingly "Come on, Bobby, stick that fat dick of yours in me...fuck me nice and hard" the older woman cooed invitingly back at him.

"Y...y...yes ma'am" the nerdy wolf replied, pushing his glasses back in place on his nose after cleaning a little of his camp directors femcum from his lenses. Bobby shifted closer to her on his knees, one hand reaching out to grasp her by the hip as the other clumsily guided his tip up into her.

"Dangit, Bobby...that's not...nnf...where it goes. Here, let me...there, now push" Caryl winced when the inexperienced wolf struggled and failed to line himself up with her cunt correctly. Of course, she would have to reach back and help guide him in, but once he felt the familiar snugness of her pussy gripping him, he eagerly sheathed himself inside the older woman. "Fuck...still not that easy" she groaned as Bobby's log forced her walls wide again, making her stir her hips and arch her back in response.

Bobby wasted little time in letting her adjust, soon his hips were bucking back and forth in a rapid jackhammer pace, his hips tapping against Caryl's plush behind over and over. Even though she moaned with a slight discomfort from the almost too thick cock fucking her, it was exactly what she wanted. Already she could feel that nice deep ache between her thighs, her naughty little pussy was being punished in the best way possible.

"Bobby, get your thumb out of my ass, I don't do that stuff..." Caryl huffed against the armrest her head was resting on. The no longer virgin nerd wolf seemed to be getting ahead of himself, he'd been gripping her buttock for leverage while he pounded her. But somewhere along the line, he'd seen fit to work his thumb under her tail and into her winking little pucker.

"S...s...sorry..." He replied with a note of worry, quickly withdrawing his digit from the ewes backdoor. She didn't need to look back at him to know his ears were laid flat and he was wearing an expression like someone had just told him Star Wars had been cancelled. At least he didn't lose too much momentum from being chastised, his hips continued to buck into her with eager abandon.

Surprisingly though, Bobby seemed to be lasting far longer this time than she had anticipated. She'd more than expected him to knot her by now and flood her with his sweet young innocent seed.

"Sit down for me, would you?" Caryl asked with a heavy pant, her knees starting to ache. Rather reluctantly, Bobby pulled out and did as told, pouting as he sat back down in his earlier spot with his now glistening red rocket on full display, thinking he wouldn't get to finish this time either. The mature ewe didn't leave him waiting very long however, she quickly climbed into his lap, sinking her snug cunt down onto his shaft again while leaning her back against his chest and guiding one of his hands to her breast, while the other she brought down to her clit. Caryl fully intended to put that cock of his to good use and ride it to another climax or two, or however many he lasted for.

With his fingers diddling her clit like he was playing the final level of Space Invaders, Caryl didn't have to wait long for her next climax, or the one after that. Bobby gleefully strummed her fun button to almost drive the mature ewe loopy, by the time he finally climaxed, he'd even managed to knot his camp director without her even noticing because she was so cum drunk. Caryl only noticed when she found she couldn't climb up out of his lap, feeling what felt like the Hulks fist was locked inside her, she leaned to one side to ask "When the fuck did this happen?"

"About t...t...two climaxes back, you c...c...called me a c...c...cunt wrecker when it p...p...popped in" Bobby replied with a shy blush, huffing and whining every time Caryl squirmed and inadvertently tugged on his knot. He'd long since emptied his balls inside her, finally feeling spent and empty, the young wolf was content to just sit, tied to the gorgeous older woman.

"As soon as it deflates, you best hightail it back to your own cabin, before someone comes looking for you" Caryl stated with a note of worry. Looking at the clock, she and Bobby had been fucking far longer than she'd expected to. It was pretty close to lights out for the camp counsellors too, if he wasn't in his bank at roll call, her dirty little secret might be found out. Especially if she was found with his knot still stuck up her cunt like this.

"C...c...can we d...d...do this again s...s...sometime?" He asked hopefully, his big puppy dog eyed look being exaggerated by his large glasses. If she hadn't already just fucked him before, that look alone would've made her drop her panties for the cute young nerdy wolf.

"Of course we can, we just have to be discreet about it. Can't have all the other counsellors knowing about our fun times, can we? If they found out, they'd get jealous and put a stop to it, you wouldn't want that, now, would you?" She said softly to him, smiling as she leaned to one side and turned as far as possible to be able to kiss the side of his muzzle, again making him blush. This time she would actually laugh with how fast and eagerly Bobby nodded his head.

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"Nngf...please Bobby, no...you're going to ruin my ass if you keep fucking me like this..." Caryl grunted as she was pushed up against her office door by the scrawny young wolf. Bobby's left hand tugged the back of her shorts and underwear down as his right guided his tapered red tip between her cheeks, finding that little star beneath her tail to firmly push his way beyond the tightly muscled opening and into the gripping warmth beyond. She'd created a monster and now she was paying for it, Bobby was addicted to her ass and it had unfortunately drawn out his inner alpha. Every chance he got, he'd stick that damned thick red rocket right up her rectum, making the ewe moan and groan while she was sodomised by someone young enough to be her son.

"D...don't act l...l...like you d...d...don't like it, b...b...bitch!" Bobby growled into her ear as his hips began to buck and slap against her plush backside, hard enough to make them ripple and jiggle under the impacts. Goddamn she loved how dominating he'd become, that was probably the only reason she put up with the constant surprise butt-fuckings. Though it did make it uncomfortable to sit down, she'd never cum so hard or so often before. She knew she was going to miss the scrawny big dicked stuttering mutt when summer camp was over, but at least she'd be able to bend over and tie her shoes in peace finally.

"No knot, no knot, no knot! Goddammit Bobby!" Caryl whined as the young mutt hammered her ass too hard and managed to get his knot to pop inside, locking him beneath her tail as the softball sized globe inflated inside her. She wanted to be mad at him for cramming his knot up her shitter again without asking, but she knew what was coming. Of course, it would be her, Bobby always made sure of that, he was such a good boy.

The bastard had accidentally discovered that Caryl came extra hard when he tied her ass and strummed her clit just right. They had been fucking in the showers when a couple other counsellors had come in to shower as well, Bobby had gotten nervous and stopped paying attention to what he was doing and misjudged one of his thrusts. The ewe was pressed up against the shower wall with Bobby fucking her from behind, one hand gripping about her throat as the other diddled her clit with skill. The young wolf had accidentally drawn his hips too far back and his cock slipped free of her cunt, but he was too busy listening and paying attention to the chatter from the other stalls, when he bucked back inside her, he managed to sheath that thick dick right up her tailpipe. Bobby was damned lucky other people were around, so Caryl couldn't even make a sound, let alone chew him out for claiming her last virginity, that wasn't meant to be how this went!

By the time she realized he'd knotted her ass too, it was too late. At least the fingers strumming her clit brought some pleasure, yet it suddenly felt different, more intense somehow. Perhaps it was the combination of doing something like this with people around, the simple danger of being discovered combined to make the moment incredibly intoxicating and exciting. Caryl came harder than she ever had before, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. She must've briefly blacked out, because when she came to her senses, Bobby had his hand over her mouth to silence her as she must obviously have been making too much noise.

Though she hated to admit it, she was a little addicted to taking the nerdy wolf up her rump now too, provided he did his magic trick on her clit while he bashed in her backdoor. Unsurprisingly the nerd was good with his fingers, no doubt from hours of playing video games, it was as if he'd unlocked the cheatcode to her fucking clit or something. But within minutes he'd strummed her throbbing little clit well enough that he'd have to clamp her mouth shut with his other hand to stop her from drawing unwanted attention to them when Caryl came hard and loud again. Her hips bucked against her wooden door, slamming the top of his wrist down between her thighs into the wood and making Bobby whine in response, while he fired hot ropes of seed up his camp director's tailpipe.

Yes, it was going to be a very interesting week indeed...