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Bear Ass Naked

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The cabin wasnt anything fancy. Maybe a whole 400 square feet, open floorplan, no privacy. Cozy, as a realtor would say. It was built by hand using chainsaws and muscles out of the trees on the plot. Took almost the whole summer of one year to complete, but it was more than enough to make one happy. Furnished with the bare essentials, outdoor shower, outhouse, and amazing furniture also built from the local trees. Nestled far enough into the wild that there was no threat of solicitors, but not so far only a plane could make contact. It was perfect.

Soren finished packing her bag. It was supposed to be a quick trip, just to make sure the cabin and property had weathered the winter alright, and to stock up for the approaching hunting season. She loaded her overnight bag, and the remaining groceries into the faded yellow Piper Cub, then strapped it all down so nothing shifted en route. She balanced on one leg while removing the red propeller covers.

Tyler came walking up the sidewalk, swinging his own day pack. Soren hadn't even needed to ask if he wanted to go along; any excuse to get out into the woods was good enough. Soren tossed the covers into the plane, and glanced back towards Tyler. It was uncommon for a dog and a wolf to be friends, especially around that area, where there were dozens of different wolf packs and dog families. If anything, the wolves looked down on "domestics", as if they were an inferior species. While the wolves were all about the pack, loyalty, integrity, strength, and pecking order, dogs were more laid-back, still loyal to family, but more like party animals. Not all wolves and dogs were their own stereotypes, and every so often there would be crossed paths.

Soren had found herself attracted to this pup with his flamboyant nature, his love of life, and his full-fueled pursuit of adrenaline-inducing craziness. He could be a mature and serious adult when needed, but was such a pleasure to be around, Soren couldn't resist. They had met in school, briefly, but he had a lasting impression on the she-wolf. In class, she would graze him with her eyes, careful not to make contact. She wanted to make a move, but wolf/dog relations were more strained in freakin high school. She didnt want to seem too forward, for fear of chasing him away, but found it difficult to resist her natural dominance. Dogs just never understood submission and dominance, so trying to teach a mutt how to "be" wouldve been too annoying. Besides, what if he was an "alpha" personality, and they clashed?

Instead of taking a chance, she let it slip away. Graduation night was the last time she saw him, all sexied up in his green robes (I wanted to tear them off and see what was underneath). After that, it was only contact by text message. And for a long time, nothing at all.

One day, Soren found his number again, and messaged him. She had been a giddy puppy when he replied. Over time, they grew a relationship over the airwaves, sharing intimate details of their lives. Then one day, Soren got an opportunity to buy her dream property up in the mountains, where she could build herself a basic cabin, and retreat from the strains and noise of society. This property was nestled in a mountain range not too terribly far from where Tyler was living. After the cabin was built, they spent much more time together, catching up on each other's lives, trading stories late into the night, and forming a friendship that Soren hoped would last.

Today was their first long-distance outing. Soren rented the Piper from a friend, so they could get there faster and spend more time relaxing in the woods. She watched the black dog saunter up the walkway. His tail wagged lazily behind him as he walked. He had a single white patch of fur on his forehead, that on good days, looked like a four-pointed star. He had hazel eyes, and a stocky build. Soren loved to stare at him and imagine the things she could do to him...

"Ready to go?" Tyler said, tossing his bag over Soren's shoulder.

"Sure thing, Cujo." Soren climbed into the plane.

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The cabin sat about 1000 feet from a river with a nice long gravel bar. The Piper easily fit this impromptu runway, absorbing the bumps with its retrofitted bush tires.

After unloading the plane, the white wolf and her black companion kicked back on the custom futon. He rested an arm on the back, behind Soren. She rested her head back, stretched out her legs, and closed her eyes briefly....

....it was darker now. What time is it? Soren lifted her head and glanced at her watch. 9:00. That was an awesome nap. She looked over at Tyler. He was sprawled out across the majority of the futon, one leg hanging off, the other bent at the knee and leaned up against the backrest. He was exposed...

The white she-wolf licked her lips. She rested her hand on his soft footpaw. He stirred slightly, but remained asleep. She moved her hand lightly along his inner thigh, feeling the heat coming off his half-mast cock. Her hand hovered over the bulge in his pants, silently asking permission. As if in reply, the glistening tip of his cock poked out from his waistband.

Resistance is futile...

Soren unzipped Tyler's pants, exposing his sheath and full cock. She lowered her head and ran her tongue up the length of his shaft, soaking in his musk. It was such an incredible feeling, knowing his cock was so close to being fully inside her mouth. Just as she prepared to take his dick completely in, he startled awake. He jumped back away from her in shock. "What are you doing?"

"I am not letting you get away from me again." Soren pounced at the dog, but narrowly missed. Tyler slipped out from under her, and tried to lunge away. The wolf was bred for speed and attack, and Soren was no exception. She landed on his back, pinning him to the floor. His yelp became a squeak as Soren's body squished the air from his lungs. She held him down, keeping his arms secured to the floor.

Tyler moaned as Soren lifted off of him. She kept his arms on the floor as she rocked towards his head, burying her muzzle in his fur. After a long breath, she nibbled on his neck. He arched in response, attempting a struggle. Soren pushed his body down with her hips, grinding into him.

"Please..." the dog whimpered.

"No. Stay." Soren commanded as she stood up. She stared down at him, waiting for a wrong move. He rolled his eye back to look up at her. As soon as he started to roll over...

"No! I said STAY." she shoved him back to the floor. He growled. She smacked him again.

Tyler suddenly shot up, catching Soren in a split second of hesitation. He wrapped her and they landed on the futon, her pinned underneath him. The futon slid on its hidden tracks, rocking out flat into its bed form. The sudden motion threw Tyler off balance. Soren took the opportunity and was back on top of him, nose to nose.

"You must not be too upset, since your cock is begging me." Soren whispered, "and I plan to make you beg as well."

Tyler didnt say a word. He just stared back. Why the hell not? Sex is sex, right? Besides, he knew this wolf would dominate, and save him the trouble.

"I wont beg." Tyler said. Soren started to snarl, but stopped when he nuzzled under her chin, licking her jawline submissively. She froze. Is he for real? Or is this a trick? He stopped licking, and just held his nose against her neck. She slowly loosened her grip, the shock quickly subsiding, making way for her inner dominant.

She rubbed her groin against his erect shaft, making him twitch. He rocked his hips, and she responded by arching up and rubbing her wet sex along his cock. She used her pussy to lift his dick up, rubbed down over the tip, then pulled back. He made a mewling cry and tried to poke at her with his swollen cock. She simply reached down and licked the sauce off the tip, flicked her tongue around it, and pressed back down on top of him.

Suddenly, from outside the cabin, something clattered. Soren perked up, ears swiveling back and forth, surveying.

"Its nothing...just fuck me please." Tyler begged. Soren shushed him.

Something, probably one of the chairs on the porch, got shoved. A shadow passed by one of the dark windows, stopping in front of the solid door.

Soren snarled. The door slammed open, and there stood a big ass bear. On all fours, maybe about 4' tall, dark brown, eyes like black gems. It took a couple swaggering steps in, keeping an eye on the pair. Tyler tried to get into a defensive position, but Soren held him down.

"I am your alpha. I will protect you."

The bear angled back around to the side, sniffing at the canines. His mouth hung open, taking in every scent.

"Hold still. I can fight him, I just dont want to make a mess of my cabin." Soren whispered.

The bear stuffed his nose right up into Soren's wet pussy. She yelped in surprise, and started to whirl around on him, but he threw his body onto her. The bear locked his forearms around her, shoved her forward, and poked his boner at her hindquarters. His first thrust tore into her tight virgin asshole. She moaned a no. If she was going to get bear-raped, it wasnt going to be THERE. She shifted her ass until his tip was prodding at her hot pussy. He wasted no time forcing in, spreading her pussy wide for his bone. He growled and thrusted, holding onto her so tight she couldnt breathe.

The bear held Soren at such an angle that Tyler's dick was sandwiched between them. Tyler rocked his hips as the bear raped Soren, almost like he was inside her instead of the wild animal. Soren moaned involuntarily, whimpering as the bear thrust into her like she was a dog in heat.

Soren whined, trapped between this wild animal and Tyler's rock-hard dick. Maybe this wasnt so bad...

She let the bear ravage her. Rocking with him. Almost too soon, he abruptly stopped. The bear sniffed at Soren's mane, tickled her ear, and pulled his wet cock out of her. She collapsed on top of Tyler. The bear rolled off the canines, and lumbered his way back outside.

Between the canine sandwich was a warm sauce, courtesy of Tyler. He had cum all over the place, and now Soren was covered in it.

"Stupid dog. How dare you waste this!" Soren slapped Tyler.

"You have no place to talk, seeing as you just got dominated by a BEAR." Tyler shoved Soren backwards.

"Fuck. You. You wet puppy." Soren pinned the dog by his neck. She rubbed her hot vag up and down his dick, spreading the bear's and her juices. "Fuck you".

The white wolf used one hand to pinch down on one of the dog's ears, eliciting a satisfying yelp, leaving her other hand on his neck. He tried a half-assed squirm, but Soren held him down with her body.

"You belong to me. Submit, and be done with it." the she-wolf snarled, pinching down onto his ear. He whined, and a tiny bead of blood appeared under Soren's claw.

Soren rubbed herself up and down his cock again, causing him to shudder and moan. She used her pussy to lift the tip of his dick, dipping onto it, and back off. She pushed back on, taking in a mere inch, then pulled back.

The wolf sat back on her haunches, releasing her grip on his ear and neck. She watched him with stern, but loving eyes.

Tyler slowly pulled himself out from under her, rolling into a prone position, head down.

"Who is your master?" Soren asked.

Tyler lifted his head without eye contact. He reached up and nuzzled Soren's neck.

"Thats what I thought. Now fuck me, dog."

Soren slid off the futon, onto the floor. She stretched her arms out, ass in the air, and flicked her tail to the side, exposing her dripping pussy and tight asshole. Tyler licked his lips, and obediently crawled in behind her. He grabbed her hips, lining his dick up to her entrance. With a solid thud, Tyler shoved himself into her, knot and all. She moaned and rocked back into him.

"Oh yes...fuck me like a dog. Fuck harder god dammit..."

Tyler pumped into her, forcing her across the floor. She tried to push back, but the dog was stronger, and apparently hornier...

Suddenly, Soren leaped away, causing Tyler to fall forward. She whirled back on him, grabbing his cock with her hands, and stroking it firmly. He sat back, letting her work his shaft. She bent down and lapped at it, whirling her tongue around it. He whimpered as she grabbed his balls and gently massaged.

The dog shuddered as Soren worked her mouth around his shaft, carefully keeping from raking it with her teeth. Tyler grabbed the back of her head, pushing himself deeper into her throat. She lightly bit down and growled, as a warning. He let go of her head.

The wolf released him, and pinned him to the floor, hovering over top of him. She touched her nose to his, licked his lips, and positioned his cock for reentry. With a roll of her hips, he was back inside her. He rocked his hips, as she grinded on him.

"Oh shit" Tyler jolted, releasing his seed into the she-wolf. She moaned, and bent down, holding Tyler's head to hers.

"You're mine now." Soren licked his cheek. He nuzzled her chin.

The elusive dog was finally hers. She felt an incredible sense of accomplishment. Her mission was complete. She grinned down at Tyler. He has no idea what he will be required to do now that he's my pet...