could get rid of them and track down the wild men myself.
Then,
one by one, I heard the men begin to howl in the distance, and I swear that
they shifted, one by one, into wolves before running off. Had I really just
seen what I thought I had seen? Were they werewolves? Something about the
thought of hypersexual werewolves turned me on even more than I could have
imagined. All I wanted was for them to make me their sex toy, for them to
descend upon me and fuck me so hard that I forgot anything but the pleasure of
their lust.
***
I had
convinced Damien and Luke that it wasn’t safe to stay at a campsite without
something to protect us from the wolves. After all, who wanted to spend a night
stalked by wolves? I insisted that they drive back to town to get something to
keep the wolves at bay, anything, a gun or an air horn or better equipment for
a fire. Damien and Luke took off for town on Damien’s motorcycle. I told them
that I’d stay in my car. As soon as they left, I headed back out to find the
wolves. I figured I had at least an hour before Damien and Luke returned.
My
hair was still a mess from the sex earlier, and I could feel the cum almost
dripping from my sore asshole, my pussy was still wet from before, and yet I
was incredibly horny. Even hornier than I had been before. I knew that these
men in the woods, whether they were werewolves or not, could satisfy my deep need
for rough, hard sex. As I stepped back into the clearing of the
campsite, I looked around to see if I could see any of the wolves, but no one
seemed to be around, I pulled off my sandals and let my feet sink into the cool
grass as I walked to where we had meant to pitch the tent. I wondered if the
men or wolves (or whatever they were) were watching.
The
sun had sunk below the horizon, and the forest around the site was pitch black.
I could hear the sounds of the forest around me, the sounds of animals stirring.
There was a light breeze and I could feel my skin rising up in goose bumps as I
stood and waited. I held my breath and listened. I thought I could hear the
sounds of snapping twigs and something moving. But what if it wasn’t the men,
what if it were some kind of animal.
That’s
when I saw him. One of the men from earlier. I could only make out his profile
in the darkness, but he was tall and muscular, and just the thought of his
presence turned my fear into excitement and arousal. For a moment I wondered if
it had been a good idea to come out here all alone to leave myself at the mercy
of whoever had been in the woods. The danger of it sent thrills through my
body, and made me even more eager to fuck.
As I
looked toward him, the man just stood there, looking at me, and I felt like I
was his prey. I could hear the sounds of others coming out of the woods, and
could make out the shadows of what seemed like wolves by his side. One after
another, I watched the wolves shift into human form. Or at least I thought that
were shifting. I was always the one to make the first move, always the more
adventurous one, and yet now I wondered if I had taken on more than I could
handle. Instead of being afraid, I was excited, I wanted the wolves to turn
back to men and overwhelm me, but the biggest of them seemed to be holding them
back. As they watched me, I slid my thong back down my legs and sat down on the
ground, spreading my legs so the wolves could see me rubbing my cunt. I
imagined the wolves laying hands on me as I rubbed myself, and got hornier and
hornier. If they weren’t going to approach, I was going to start without them.
Slowly,
they started to approach, carefully, I could tell they were getting excited,
and several of the wolves were panting. They were all in human form now, and I
could make out their features in the dim light. They were all so large and
muscular. As they got even closer, they formed a ring around me. The tallest of
them seemed to be holding the others back, and I rubbed my cunt harder as he
approached me. He paused
Then,
one by one, I heard the men begin to howl in the distance, and I swear that
they shifted, one by one, into wolves before running off. Had I really just
seen what I thought I had seen? Were they werewolves? Something about the
thought of hypersexual werewolves turned me on even more than I could have
imagined. All I wanted was for them to make me their sex toy, for them to
descend upon me and fuck me so hard that I forgot anything but the pleasure of
their lust.
***
I had
convinced Damien and Luke that it wasn’t safe to stay at a campsite without
something to protect us from the wolves. After all, who wanted to spend a night
stalked by wolves? I insisted that they drive back to town to get something to
keep the wolves at bay, anything, a gun or an air horn or better equipment for
a fire. Damien and Luke took off for town on Damien’s motorcycle. I told them
that I’d stay in my car. As soon as they left, I headed back out to find the
wolves. I figured I had at least an hour before Damien and Luke returned.
My
hair was still a mess from the sex earlier, and I could feel the cum almost
dripping from my sore asshole, my pussy was still wet from before, and yet I
was incredibly horny. Even hornier than I had been before. I knew that these
men in the woods, whether they were werewolves or not, could satisfy my deep need
for rough, hard sex. As I stepped back into the clearing of the
campsite, I looked around to see if I could see any of the wolves, but no one
seemed to be around, I pulled off my sandals and let my feet sink into the cool
grass as I walked to where we had meant to pitch the tent. I wondered if the
men or wolves (or whatever they were) were watching.
The
sun had sunk below the horizon, and the forest around the site was pitch black.
I could hear the sounds of the forest around me, the sounds of animals stirring.
There was a light breeze and I could feel my skin rising up in goose bumps as I
stood and waited. I held my breath and listened. I thought I could hear the
sounds of snapping twigs and something moving. But what if it wasn’t the men,
what if it were some kind of animal.
That’s
when I saw him. One of the men from earlier. I could only make out his profile
in the darkness, but he was tall and muscular, and just the thought of his
presence turned my fear into excitement and arousal. For a moment I wondered if
it had been a good idea to come out here all alone to leave myself at the mercy
of whoever had been in the woods. The danger of it sent thrills through my
body, and made me even more eager to fuck.
As I
looked toward him, the man just stood there, looking at me, and I felt like I
was his prey. I could hear the sounds of others coming out of the woods, and
could make out the shadows of what seemed like wolves by his side. One after
another, I watched the wolves shift into human form. Or at least I thought that
were shifting. I was always the one to make the first move, always the more
adventurous one, and yet now I wondered if I had taken on more than I could
handle. Instead of being afraid, I was excited, I wanted the wolves to turn
back to men and overwhelm me, but the biggest of them seemed to be holding them
back. As they watched me, I slid my thong back down my legs and sat down on the
ground, spreading my legs so the wolves could see me rubbing my cunt. I
imagined the wolves laying hands on me as I rubbed myself, and got hornier and
hornier. If they weren’t going to approach, I was going to start without them.
Slowly,
they started to approach, carefully, I could tell they were getting excited,
and several of the wolves were panting. They were all in human form now, and I
could make out their features in the dim light. They were all so large and
muscular. As they got even closer, they formed a ring around me. The tallest of
them seemed to be holding the others back, and I rubbed my cunt harder as he
approached me. He paused
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