FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

A flash of light, and a booming crash of thunder, louder than Victoria knew thunder could be, and a tree on the other side of the clearing all but exploded, making her scream loudly in surprise and fear as she dove to the rain-soaked mud. Her tent had long since been blown away to gods know where by the howling winds of the storm that had blown in while she was sleeping, and she knew she needed to find shelter fast!

“Why the hell did I let Debbie talk me into this camping trip?!" she moaned into the wet earth, “And where the hell is she?! 'It'll just be one night' she said! 'The weather is supposed to be beautiful,' my ass!" She slowly pushed herself up to her feet, looking around frantically for somewhere to hide from the downpour. Unable to see anything through the sheets of cold water, she recalled that there was a rocky hill not too far away, and Debbie had said there was a cave that they should explore tomorrow at its base. With no better ideas, she stumbled off in the direction she thought the cave might be.

The wind and rain battered her like never before in her life. She was a city girl, and had never seen the kind of weather that happened up in the mountains a hundred and fifty miles from her home. It was worse than she even imagined was possible before tonight, and she was getting beaten by not only the wind and rain, but mud and sticks and small rocks that were being kicked up as she fought her way through.

Finally, after what felt like hours, the hill came into view. Or she hoped it was the right one, but all the massive rocky hills looked like the same small mountains to her. She worked her way around, her arms wrapped around her chest, huddling over as she shivered from the cold seeping into her, until she looked down and saw not one, but three sets of footprints leading around the damned rock. Her footprints, even if they were all but washed away already. With a shudder, she collapsed against the stones beside her, the tears of despair lost in the rain as they fell down her cheeks.

There wasn't anywhere else she could go to seek shelter, and she knew it. So she pressed herself into the side of the little mountain and let herself fall to the ground, not caring for the mud anymore now than she had since this mess started, hoping for at least a little shelter. Just as her eyes started to drift closed, the cold and the fear becoming too much for her, she heard a sharp snap from nearby, and jumped. Turning toward the source of the sound she was greeted by a sight that nearly made her cry out in terror. Not more than ten feet away stood a very large, probably angry wolf. He looked at her with an uncanny level of intelligence, making her shiver from something other than the cold. It almost felt like he could read her mind, despite very clearly being just a feral wolf.

It was incredibly shocking, therefore, when a deep, growling voice called out to her as the wolf's mouth moved. “You there! Human! Do you have shelter?!"

She looked around, her shock and confusion overcoming her fear as she looked around for another possible source. But there was nobody else besides her and the big, black wolf. “Are... are you talking?" she asked. When the wolf raised a single eyebrow at her and nodded, she nearly jumped. It took her a moment to remember he was waiting for an answer and mumble, “N-n-no I don't! And my friend is missing and-," she choked back a sob, covering her mouth with her hands and closing her eyes. First this damned storm, now she's going crazy?!

It was only when she felt wet fur brush up against her skin that she opened her eyes, to find the wolf staring right into them. “Come with me," he said, his voice sending shivers down her spine with how commanding he sounded, “You need to get warm and dry. I have a den you can stay in until the storm passes." and with that, he gently grabbed her wrist in his teeth and insistently tugged her along. After a few steps, when it was clear she was following of her own accord, he let go, and she pressed a hand into his side, feeling his wet fur and wondering if she was already dead... Or maybe if this was all just a bad dream...

The wolf walked at a quick pace, almost making her jog to keep up, and but she managed to keep up. It helped that any time he started moving too fast, her hand would slip and he'd look back as if remembering she was there before slowing down a little. Within just a couple minutes, they came to the entrance of the very cave that Debbie had said they should explore in the morning. Deep inside she could see the warm glow of a fire, confusing her. The wolf didn't have hands, how did he start a fire? But she didn't dwell on that for too long, a warm fire was exactly what she needed right now and the moment she was out of the rain she all but ran toward the cheery glow. She sat down as close as she dared, already feeling the warmth seeping into her fingers and toes, but still she shivered.

“You need to take off your clothes, girl," she heard the wolf's growly voice say. “You're not going to get warm like that." She looked over, flushing with embarrassment at momentarily forgetting her savior, and watched him as he stood near the entrance to the cave and shook the water out of his fur like a much more normal dog would. Then she had to fight the urge to crawl backwards as he approached her, padding almost silently across the rough stone floor.

He stared at her from about a foot away for a moment. “Your clothes, girl. Take them off."

She jumped, having forgotten in her sudden fear that he'd suggested that. Still shivering, she quickly realized that he was right, and without a word she kicked off her shoes, then pulled off first her shirt, and then her jeans, struggling as the wet clothes clung to her slender frame. She then turned back to the fire, leaning in and again feeling the warmth slowly seep into her soaked body. But again, it wasn't quite enough.

“You need to take those off too," she felt the wolf's nose poke her bra strap right under her shoulder blade and she jumped a little. Turning toward him, she blushed at the idea, but mentally kicked herself for it. He was just a wolf, right? Even if he could talk it wasn't like he was a human guy. More like stripping in front of a dog. Right? So she nodded, and with little fanfare she shucked those last items, and laid them out next to the fire with the rest of her clothes. She looked at the wolf and, for a brief moment, he looked away as if trying to hide a blush as well but that was ridiculous. It's not as if he would find anything about her naked form to be embarrassing to look at.

No time to focus on that, though. She gave a soft moan as the warmth started to fully creep back into her body. After a moment, she felt the wolf press into her back, his fur already drying out from the heat and warming her from behind. She tried not to focus on how nice it felt to have his warm, furry body pressing into her as she slowly stopped shivering and started to relax. Her eyelids started to feel heavier and heavier and she started to realize how much of a toll the last few hours had taken on her...

She jumped a little, startled to full wakefulness after falling into a doze for a time by the wolf getting up from behind her. “You need rest, little one," he said, surprisingly gently. “Come with me. I have somewhere much more comfortable for you."

She nodded, still very definitely tired, and stood up as he walked around the fire, and over to the opposite wall. As soon as the glare of the fire was behind her, she saw what looked like a pile of blankets and pillows thrown onto the cave floor. Confused, she looked to the wolf next to her, finding herself surprised that her hand had apparently found itself buried in his fur without her conscious knowledge. Ignoring that, she asked, “What... what is this? Where'd you get all these?"

He looked back, raising an eyebrow in amusement at her obvious befuddlement. “This," he said, rather smugly, “is my bed. As to where I acquired all of these... Well, is that really all that important right now?"

She shrugged, but couldn't find it in herself to stay nervous around the wolf. He'd been nothing but kind to her so far, and his fur was soft. N-not that that last part mattered, of course! It was just an observation! Certainly it didn't matter that despite being a wolf's bed it smelled strangely nice! Still, she desperately needed sleep, that much was clear, so she found herself crawling onto the mound of blankets and pillows and laying down. This far away, the warmth of the fire was muted, but still present, and as the wolf curled up into her side she found herself quickly drifting off to sleep, that surprisingly pleasant, masculine scent tickling her nose.

---

Victoria didn't know how much time had passed while she slumbered, but the first thing she noticed was that she felt hot! Like she was burning, but only on the inside! The second thing she realized upon waking was that, at some point in the night, the wolf had crawled into bed with her. She noticed this second thing, because she found herself snuggled into his side as he lay on his back, his tongue hanging out of his maw as he drooled in his sleep.

Then there was the scent! That potent, masculine smell she'd barely noticed as she was drifting off now seemed overpowering, and she found herself following her nose as it searched for the source. She first buried her nose into the fur of his neck, sniffing curiously. A tingle ran down her spine. Definitely coming from him she realized. She followed her nose, lower. His chest smelled even more strongly of it. His belly stronger still, until she suddenly blushed as she found herself staring, wide-eyed, at his jaw-droppingly large sheath and balls as she lay between his spread legs. No way! I'm not doing this! She thought, even as her nose moved closer, closer, until she was almost touching his sack. Almost against her own will, and certainly despite her objections, her body moved, her hand coming up to feel his hefty orbs as her face pressed into his sheath just below where the bright red tip of his cock was already starting to poke out.

I need to stop, she thought as she moved lower, taking in the delightful odor as a spark of what she now recognized as arousal shot down her spine. She didn't stop, and instead she found her tongue snaking out to tease the very tip of his cock as it slid from the sheath, slowly swelling, thickening, getting heavier and longer until he was bigger than any man she'd ever been with... and then it kept growing!!! She found herself running her tongue up his length in long, luscious licks, the taste making her stifle a moan. Her eyes shot open when the sound escaped her lips, anyway, and she found herself staring right into the wolf's unreadable gaze, her tongue paused mid-lick with one hand wrapped around his swollen base, and the other fondling his pouch. She felt his tail wag between her breasts for a moment as she lay, frozen, caught in the act of molesting her host.

Then the spell was broken and she tried to scramble backwards, away from that wonderful, amazing co... nonono! What's going on? Why did I do that?! But she'd barely broken away from the large canine when he pounced upon her, landing on her back with his hard, red, throbbing, eager, amazing cock bobbing right in front of her face.

“Did I say 'stop,' bitch?" he growled, and humped into her face a little, his cock searching for the warm tongue that had just been so eagerly worshiping him a moment ago. “Don't start something if you aren't going to finish it..." As he spoke she felt his tip press into her lips, and she did her best to keep them shut. His pointed tip had too much force behind it, however, and as soon as he found the smallest opening, he thrust forward.

Just before he stuffed her mouth full of cock, she tried to object. “N-no-glrrk!" but was cut off by a gag as his tip poked the back of her throat before she could even get the single word fully out. Before she could even attempt to find a way to remove his wonderful, tasty, warm, disgusting member from her mouth he began humping wildly, stuffing her mouth full and almost immediately beginning to slide into her throat, making her gag and splutter around him as he began to truly fuck her face.

She could hear his bestial moans and grunts above her. “Don't act like you aren't enjoying this, bitch. I was watching. I saw how you loved my cock, how you couldn't get enough of it until you knew you were caught!" he cajoled as he humped deeper, almost half of his gargantuan cock disappearing into her mouth with each pump of his hips. She could even see that strange, swollen base getting closer every moment as she watched. “Bet you've never had a knot in you before, have you?" he grunted, “ Don't worry, i'll bet a slut like you can take it!"

She didn't know what he meant for a second, but despite the haze of arousal that was starting to creep in, despite the wetness she could feel between her legs as she squirmed and wiggled them together, she managed to figure out that he intended to ram that bulb of flesh into her mouth. The idea terrified her, and definitely didn't turn her on! Despite that, she could see no way to stop him... until suddenly, he pulled away, his cock sliding quickly out of her throat and leaving her gagging and coughing and drooling onto the floor for a moment before he roughly grabbed her arm in his teeth and pulled. Not hard enough to break skin or hurt, but enough to make it clear he wanted her to roll onto her back. So she did, shivering in what she told herself was fear, not unimaginable horniness.

Just as she managed to collect herself enough to voice a protest, or to try to get away, he was atop her again, his shaft sliding between her lips once more as he lay down on her belly. She heard his growling moan as he slid in right to the knot this time, the angle apparently easier for both of them as she only gagged a little upon being fully hilted. “I can smell how much you enjoy this," he moaned, “and I'm going to taste it, too. Be a good girl and moan for me!" and with that, he dove in, his tongue beginning to lap at her sex, even as he started to hump down into her throat.

In addition to his scent and the taste she was already familiar with, she began to notice another, saltier flavor on her tongue and realized with a start that it was his precum as his cock throbbed. She found herself unable to focus on that, however, as his tongue began to lap at her sex. After a few swipes, he began to focus on her clit more and more, his paws holding her legs spread for better access, until she was squirming helplessly and moaning around the cock pumping into her face. She reached up to grab his balls, maybe thinking to strike them and get him away so she could flee... but for all her thoughts of escape, the noises he made when she began fondling the sensitive orbs were too enticing. Her other hand tried to reach past the wolf to join his tongue, but he was far too large and her hand merely ended up scritching uselessly at his fur.

His hips began moving faster, his tongue licking more firmly. She felt his knot begin tapping at her lips with each thrust, and realized he must be getting close, even as he teased her, bringing her right to the edge of orgasm after orgasm, but stopping just one frustrating lick short each time, as if he knew exactly when to take that wonderful gross tongue away. She was sure that if her mouth wasn't stuffed with his cock, she'd be begging him to let her cum despite herself. It wasn't until his knot began forcing her jaw open though, that she realized how close he really was. There's no way, she thought, no way i can take that in any hole, let alone my mouth. Somehow she had managed to breathe without much difficulty so far, but if that fat knot pushed into her mouth there was no way... yet still she wanted it! So again, despite her mind telling her body not to, she found herself trying to open wider... wider... wider, until her jaw felt like it was going to crack and he thrust down hard, harder than ever before and with a howl from him and a sharp gag from her, it popped in, her lips closing around behind it as he began rapidly pounding her face, and she felt his cock throb, and then begin to gush deep in her throat. Within moments, she could taste his cum as some of it washed back onto her tongue, despite her throat swallowing around his shaft. She moaned, louder than she ever had before, gripping his fur tightly as her tongue started trying to lap and wiggle at what she could reach around the knot in her mouth. Squirt, throb, grind forward, tug back, squirt. She could feel everything as he came down her throat, could taste it as he spurted and howled his satisfaction. His balls rested on her face, bathing her in that delightful horrible scent as she all but drowned in his pleasure.

She squealed around his knot as she felt his tongue run across her clit. He gave her a brief pause before firmly dragging it across her entire sex on the second lick. She swallowed, and he groaned loudly in pleasure as her tongue rubbed against the top of his knot and her throat rippled around him. “Mmf! That was nice, bitch. Feel free to do it again," he moaned at her, only briefly pausing his tongue's work before he started to eagerly lap at her sex, making her squeak in surprise at the sudden increase in pleasure. His hips ground into her gently, rocking his cock back and forth against her tongue as she started swallowing reflexively.

It wasn't long before she started squeaking with each lap of his tongue. It shouldn't feel so good, so warm against her pussy as he tilted his head and lapped firmly at her clit, making her squeal, but it felt better than any man who'd ever done this! It wasn't long at all before his warm, strong tongue had her bucking her hips as she moaned around his cock, her tongue inadvertently massaging him as she came, loudly. As she collapsed, she expected him to stop, satisfied with his work... but he didn't. She squealed, half protest, half unwilling delight, as he continued to lap up her juices. His tongue would go from covering her entire pussy with each lick, to lapping quickly and eagerly at just her clit... and when she came again, he moved down lower, giving her sex a break as his tongue lathed against her puckered ass for a bit. She had never let any man touch her there, and it shocked her when it didn't just feel good, it felt amazing!

When he returned to her pussy, she was so sensitive it almost hurt! She desperately tried to reach down, doing her best to protest with her mouth stuffed with canine cock, but his body blocked her, and he just laughed into her cunt when she tried to hit him, only managing the strength to lightly tap his side a few times before her arm went limp, twitching each time his tongue dragged across her over-sensitive flesh. She moaned, unsure if it was from pleasure or pain, as she came again as his paws landed on her knees, forcing them to spread for his tongue. She squealed and choked around his cock as he kept licking through her orgasm, forcing her to another almost the moment her third one of the night had ended.

She lost count after that, the world becoming little more than a blur of agonizing pleasure and the taste of wolf cum... but eventually, she felt his knot start to shrink, and eventually he noticed, and with a grunt, he pulled his hips away, letting his shaft slide out of her throat and leaving her coughing and trying to catch her breath. She still wasn't sure how she'd been able to breathe around his knot.

He kept licking her only for a few more moments, making her scream in blissful agony as one last orgasm was forced out of her rather loudly. Only then, as she squirmed underneath him, coughing and trying not to enjoy the taste left in her mouth as she swallowed what she could between coughs, did he stop his tongue. Only then did he roll off of her, laying to her side and grinning smugly at her as if he hadn't just given her the best fuck- raped her!

“Satisfied now, bitch?" he laughed at her, and her already-red face flushed with humiliation. She tried to stand, but her whole body was so tingly and tired she barely managed to roll over. He raised an eyebrow at her, chuckling. “Certainly looks like it," he said, “You were even more eager for me than I thought when I woke up!"

Her stomach dropped through the floor at his words. He thought she had wanted that?! She had no idea what came over her, but it had to be his fault! She didn't act like that! She wasn't a... a... a slut! I need to get out of here! She thought, forcing herself to her hands and knees. She tried to stand, but her body still felt... I can still move! I need to leave, right now! So she began crawling away as the wolf watched her, curiously.

After only a few moments of watching her shapely ass wiggle from side to side as she struggled to move, curiosity turned to lust, and he grinned as he realized what she must want, presenting herself like that so eagerly even as she teased him! He could see her cunt, dripping her arousal down her thighs as she pretended she didn't want him to fill her. He got to his paws, panting eagerly as he padded over to her, eyes locked on her glistening, eager sex.

He considered just mounting her as she so clearly wanted, but having just spurted so recently she must still taste it, another idea occurred to him. Perhaps he should tease her as she was teasing him? Yes, she'd quite enjoy that... and even if she didn't, he most definitely would! A grin formed on his muzzle as he leaned into that nice, shapely ass, and growled playfully. The girl froze in place at the sound, and he grinned wider and gave her rump a light nip. She yelped in surprise and jumped a little before freezing in place again. Fear had her blood running cold, and yet somehow that just made her arousal flare hotter!

She felt his teeth leave her rump and his tongue lashed out against the forming red marks from his nip, soothing the sting with his warmth. She almost moaned as she felt it brush her a second time, and she found her will to flee began to drain despite her fear. Even still, she managed to scrape together the focus to start crawling toward the exit again, only to find her arms gave out under her when his tongue swiped over her clit, still sensitive from the bliss that tongue had brought her just minutes ago. She managed to catch herself enough to avoid outright injury, but still found the side of her face pressed firmly into the floor of the cave.

The wolf, seeing the human bitch presenting exactly the way a canine would, wasted no time. In an instant, he had mounted her, his paws wrapped around her hips, claws scratching at her delicate skin as he eagerly humped at her, his warm, furry hips bumping into hers over and over as he searched for her hole. He may have just cum in her mouth a few moments ago, but after her teasing, and tasting her, and then watching her present so perfectly for him, he was ready to go again. The drooling tip of his cock was proof enough of that as it rubbed against her, getting closer to his prize with each press of his body into hers, feeling her warmth as she mewled softly under him.

She felt him mount her, felt the pain of his claws, felt the threat they implied. But most of all, she felt his warm, eager tip as it sought her entrance. She tried to beg him to stop, but she wasn't even sure she really wanted him to anymore, now that he was on top of her, and all that came from her lips was a quiet noise of what might have been excitement, though she'd never admit it. She could feel her sex tingling desire... with need. The need for that thick, warm cock and the hot, throbbing knot to stuff her, to fill her up... to breed her and make her his bitch! She didn't vocalize the thought, but she did lift her hips a little, angling them toward his searching tip until... “AHH~!" she all but screamed in pleasure as he found his prize, as his eager humping instantly turned into frantic, hard, fucking in an instant.

She squealed and wriggled under him, unable to do anything to stop him, unwilling to even try as that warm, thick cock pounded its way deep into her and pleasured her in ways she didn't know were possible. She found herself drooling, eagerly making noises she didn't know it was possible to make! His hips began slapping loudly into her ass with each thrust forward, his grunts muffled only by her flesh when he bit roughly into her shoulder so hard she couldn't be sure if he'd drawn blood or not, but the pain only made her screams of pleasure louder as she felt his knot slowly start to swell as it popped in and out of her already-stretched pussy.

She heard him growl and grunt, even over her own howls of pleasure, as his hips slowed down, exchanging speed for power as his knot swelled so large she was sure with every single thrust that there was no way he'd manage to pound it back inside her stretched, eager pussy... and yet he did. And each time he managed it, a new, louder whine of ecstasy escaped her lips. She had long since forgotten any thoughts of escape, and could only wiggle her hips back into each thrust, all but begging through her actions for him to stuff her full again and again. Then the bulb of flesh caught briefly inside her... and her world went white with pleasure as she came, hard. He roughly popped it out of her again, the pain knocking the breath out of her even as her pussy clenched and squirted around his pistoning shaft, her mind swimming from the confusing sensation of pain making her cum... but she loved every second of it.

The wolf, of course, noticed instantly. If her exclamations of pleasure weren't enough, the way she squeezed down on him as her whole body locked up underneath him made him grin widely. “Good bitch!" he moaned, “You know -MMF- what you want... so beg for it!" He gave a sharper, harder thrust of his hips, the slap of the impact so loud it echoed against the walls as his knot popped into her again, swelling further and drawing a breathless squeak from her in response.

She barely heard his words through the haze of orgasm and pain and that thick, heavy knot... but she tried to respond after a moment. “Pleas-AHHFUCK!" she tried to beg him to fuck her harder, to stuff that knot that couldn't possibly fit inside her, to make her his bitch, but was almost instantly cut off by a particularly hard thrust that slammed his tip into her deepest reaches. So she tried again. “Please! Fuc-MMF!" but again, she was cut off by her own pleasure, unable to see the eager, vindictive grin on the wolf's muzzle as he toyed with his newest plaything.

He chose not to tease her like that for long. Instead, he gave her exactly what he knew she wanted, pulling himself tight to her back with his paws digging into her hips, his claws leaving marks in her soft, tender skin as his hips began moving. She felt that thick, warm cock slide out, only to pound back in, again and again so fast and so suddenly that she could barely breathe, her moans of pleasure reduced to staccato squeaks and squeals that barely made it past her lips before his hips, and his knot, slammed against her and forced another one out.

It wasn't long before he felt her lock up under him, her pussy clenching down around him as he continued to fuck her as rough as she could handle. Her voice cut out for a moment, and then she squealed louder than she had yet as she came, her tunnel milking him and making him groan in pleasure as his knot started to sink inside her, spreading her bit by bit as he did his best to stuff her with it. Each bit of his knot made both of them moan as it forced its way slowly into her with each buck of his hips. Victoria found herself doing her best to push back into him, but his hips moved faster than she could and she found that all she could manage was to keep from getting pushed across the floor by the horny canine.

If the wolf was displeased with her inability to assist the way she wanted, it was lost under his growls and her moans, and then, with a surprisingly loud pop-schluck, her scream as his huge, hot, heavy knot popped into her cunt, forcing her open nearly to breaking as he howled, his jaws coming down to roughly grab at the back of her neck, his teeth pricking her skin as he growled, his cock throbbing and twitching and impossibly swelling inside her as his whole body twitched. Then she felt it. His hips bucking, tugging his knot around inside her as warmth flooded her, making her tense up again, cumming with him just from the feeling of him breeding her like she wanted, making her his bitch.

Neither of them knew how long he held her there by her neck and her pussy, but some uncounted minutes later he released a shuddering breath, his jaws relaxed, and he released his hold with a few gentle licks to the marks he'd left. His hips shifted, his cock still throbbing as he panted above her. Finally, no longer being held up by the large lupine, her arms collapsed and she nearly landed nose-first, only catching herself at the last moment, gasping as even that shifted the member locked inside her in ways that made her toes curl. Then, as she tried to regain some small level of composure, he hopped off her back, turning to face away from her as his hips twitched. His knot, of course, refused to slide anywhere, and she made a noise halfway between a moan and a whimper as she felt her tunnel clench down once again as another wave of euphoria washed over her, and she was unable to do more than wiggle her hips from the sensation. “Rrrf... Good girl," He moaned as he finished shifting, clearly enjoying her reactions.

Idly, she found herself wondering how long the wolf would be stuck to her, but her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps from the entrance to the cave, followed by a familiar voice. “Sorry I'm late," Said Debbie, as the bipedal wolfess walked into view, her lithe form soaked to the skin despite the raincoat she was wearing, “I couldn't find her, I think she went back to the car but..." Her white fur seemed to shine in the dim light despite the wetness as her face shifted through surprise, relief, shock, arousal, and finally, disappointment with which she glared at the male still knotted to her human friend. The quadruped gave a slightly nervous chuckle. A pause.

“You started without me?!" Debbie cried.