Bites: Visiting the Werewolf
Part of the word limit series I'm naming, "Bites." These stories will be under a word limit of around 1300 words or so and will be exercises in many things. The first was an exercise in mixing a little poetry with erotic prose, and now this one is about making a short and deeply erotically charged piece that reflects a bit of fetish and desire. Not to worry. My longer stuff is still a thing and I have many plans <3~
A girl sat at the back of a van in the woods, long brown hair over her shoulders. Her emerald eyes were narrowed and staring down the terrifying visage of a grey furred wolf with amber eyes glowing beneath the moonlight. Lily only sat quietly, her eyes appraising the creature before her. The beast taking steps closer to her until finally it leapt from where it stood. As it pounced at her, it changed form in flash of fur, fang and defined muscle. There now leaning into the van stood a werewolf, lips peeled back to reveal sharp fangs, hands gripping the girl's waist. Lily still only smiled, her cheeks flushed red, her chest raised, her hands trembling as they raised to feel over his cheeks, "I missed you too."
The werewolf snorted, snarl fading, lips pulled back into a doggish grin now. His mouth moved to the girl's neck, dragging his tongue against the pale skin, his tail swishing from side to side. Lily groaned out, her hands moving to touch over his strong arms, fingers feeling through the fur. In response the werewolf growled, teeth nipping softly at the skin, tongue moving around to her throat and down to her chest beneath her beige dress, a dress that was in the way of the werewolf's prize. With a single swipe of his claws he tears all of her dress clear from her body, her lips opening to gasp, her cheeks flaring red and her grip tightening on his arms. Her gasp then turns into a scowl, her brow furrowing, but her anger fading as the werewolf's muzzle works upon each of her sizable breasts, thick tongue rolling each gently along with her nipples.
Between the werewolf's legs a thick red canine cock sprouts from the sheath as it hops into the van. Lily gasps as she's pushed onto her back, her eyes fluttering as the werewolf suckles upon her sensitive nipples. She feels his cock already fully erect touching her thick thighs, his member even hotter than the warmth radiating from his body. Her own pussy was already twitching and dripping wet, hungry for his love, hungry for his cock that she had been missing for so long. Her hands trailed from his arms to grip at his cheeks, her lips parting to let out a moaning whisper, "Please, please don't keep me waiting....It's been so long."
Her fingers trembled as she spoke, the werewolf shivering from the hunger and lust in her tone. For a moment he snarled again returning to his feral nature. He pulled back and stepped out of the van, gripping her by those wide hips to drag her to the edge, Lily's mouth opening to let out a gasp as she was flipped onto her belly, her thick rear pushed into the air, one of the werewolf's hand gripping her plush rump, the other feeling down her thigh before gripping onto his thick shaft, edging the tip against her labia, turning circles against her wet slit, teasing that hole before pressing in firmly. Lily gasped and groaned out, her hands balled into fists, her eyes shutting tight from the sudden warmth and pain that blossomed deep inside of her. Being stretched and taken out in the open where she could feel the open breeze across her skin along with the risk of being caught caused her insides to tighten and drip with pleasure that engulfed and slickened the werewolf's canine cock.
Both of their head's shot up just then as they heard the sound of firework close by. The werewolf's ears fell back and he whined, but Lily only turned her head to give him lustful glare, her entire body shuddering as she brought her hips back to suck more of his cock into her pussy. Feeling her movement, the werewolf grunted and leaned over her, his hips working quickly now to pound into her, his ears still drawn back. With how quickly the werewolf was going, she couldn't hold herself back. Lily groaned and moaned out while the fireworks and the sound of people celebrating sounded off in the distance. She practically squealed as she felt that bulbous knot kiss at her pussy, her hips working desperately to get more of that cock. The werewolf brought his large hand over her mouth, holding tight there as he drove into her, his own lips shaking as he so badly wanted to howl, but he knew better. Lily on the other hand was enjoying every single bit of the contact. She loved the fact that he held her mouth shut, the fact that at any moment someone would check on their unmarked van, curious as to what they would find inside, only to see a werewolf and a human fucking like the depraved animals they were. It was enough to tighten her pussy and drive her to a quivering orgasm. At the same time the werewolf could hold himself back no longer, and so he bit onto her shoulder to silence himself, the bite drawing just a bit of blood, her mouth drooling now against his hand.
Every thrust whittled away at the sanity of both the girl and the werewolf, the girl wanting so badly to scream out her pleasure, to be bred by the beast, and the beast himself wanting nothing more than to howl to the moon and knot his bitch. With one last thrust that shook the van his knot slammed in with a loud wet pop that was punctuated by another firework sounding off in the distance. Lily let out muffled moans, her eyes fluttering as her insides were filled with a waterfall that threatened to drown her, at this point she could practically feel his seed pushing deep into her womb, hopefully finding their mark. The werewolf thrust against her twice more before his cock finally stopped unleashing his seed within her. Lily laid her cheek upon the cold metal of the van and panted suddenly wishing she hadn't forgotten the towels. For a moment they both laid there stuck to one another, Lily shuddering and moaning quietly every time a firework sounded off, every time they heard a person yell.
Finally the werewolf pulled free and let out a deep sigh, Lily shuddering and groaning rolling onto her back giggling as she bit at her lip, her toes curling. Looking over she could see her lover's eyes glaring at her, no humor in that look. She only giggled and edged further into the van, she might not have had towels, but she had something better. The werewolf rolled his eyes and leapt into the van, shutting the doors before shifting his form to a wolf to curl around his lover, his head resting upon her lap as she sat back against him. Lily sighed, warmth glowing from her body as she shut her eyes to sleep, fireworks still sounding off in the distance.