Wolf Slut, The Complete Bundle

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© 2012 Celia Sykes

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Wolf
Slut, A Werewolf Orgy

Wolf
Slut, Bred By Wolves

Wolf
Slut, Pregnant Werewolf Gangbang

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Wolf
Slut, A Werewolf Orgy

© 2012 Celia Sykes

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I have
a confession to make. I love rough sex. I can’t get enough of it. The creaking
of bed springs, the slap of skin on skin, a big strong man pulling my hair and
pounding my pussy, his muscles swollen and hard. It makes me horny just
thinking about it. I like to get tossed around a little, maybe thrown on the
floor, fucked from behind so my knees are rubbed raw against the carpet or pressed
hard into the tile or wood while I moan from having a hard, thick cock slid
deep into my wet pussy.

Look,
I’ve had sex in more places than I can remember with more men than I can
remember. I love the way they look at me. The way they put their hands on my
hips and stare at my breasts. I love the way their dicks swell at the slightest
touch. How they moan as they slide their dicks into my pussy. God, I love that
feeling, the way a man can spread me open with his dick, with just enough
natural lube from how horny I am. I love the little bit of friction as he first
slides himself in. I love the feeling of the shaft of his dick rubbing against
the walls of my pussy, or the way it feels when a man wants to slid himself
into my ass: the feeling of his dick spreading my tight asshole open, the
feeling of fullness when he’s deep inside me.

Anal
sex really turns me on. Something about it is so dirty. The only problem is
that the hornier it makes me, the more I want a thick cock deep in my pussy
too. Rubbing my clit won’t do, I want the full length of a cock deep inside me.
Sometimes sex toys will work. I let the guy lube up a butt plug and slide it
into me as he fucks me, but what I really like is more than one cock at once.

I can
hardly get enough. Of course, at some point I should probably tell you that
plain old rough sex doesn’t do it for me anymore. I mean it will do in a pinch,
but I’ve been ruined. Last week, I decided to bring two of my favorite boy
toys, two young and muscular firefighters out for a little trip to the country.
I even bought a tent big enough for three. I had slept with each of them a few
times before, and I knew they were friends. As you know, two men are better
than one. I drove Luke out in my little two-seat convertible, and Damien
followed us on his motorcycle.

What
else should I mention about the firefighters? They were both about the same
height, with broad shoulders and strong muscles. One of them, Damien, had a
thing for anal, and the other, Luke, had an amazing tongue. Before we had even
pitched the tent, I had Damien’s cock out of his pants and deep in my mouth. As
I sucked him off, I pulled Luke towards me. I rubbed at his cock through his
pants. He was rock hard.

I was
so horny as Luke unzipped himself and let his pants drop to the ground. I was
almost wet with anticipation, and I wondered if I could fit both their dicks in
my pussy at once. I pulled him in close to Damien and licked the tips of both
of their dicks at the same time, rubbing their balls with my hands. I rubbed
their cocks together and took their tips in my mouth. I could almost get my
lips around them at the same time, but I knew I’d have to suck them one at a
time. That was too slow for me. I wanted them both inside me as soon as
possible, filling my body with warm, rolling pleasure, giving me that ultimate
screaming orgasm.

As I
pushed Luke down on the ground, and pulled my underwear off from underneath my
skirt, I swore I could hear sounds from the woods. For a second I wondered if
maybe some hiker had come across us and was watching, stroking himself
excitedly from the bushes. Maybe it was a couple. The thought of being watched
turned me on even more. At that moment Luke lay down and pressed his lips to my
pussy, running his tongue back and forth over my clit. It was incredibly soft
and smooth, and it made my whole body tremble. It felt amazing. I could feel
myself getting wetter and wetter as Luke slid his fingers into my cunt, rubbing
them in rhythm with his licks. With each pass of his tongue and each thrust of
his fingers, I moaned loudly. I could feel that someone was watching us, and I
wanted to put on a show.

I
wanted both of them inside me so badly, and I slid Damien’s cock deep into my
throat. The deeper I went, the harder he got. If Damien was going to fuck my
tight asshole, I wanted him nice and slick and nice and hard. As I slid his
dick out of my mouth, I motioned to the ground. Damien knew what I wanted; I
wanted to ride his dick; I wanted him in my ass.
As he lay down on the ground, I crouched over
Damien, facing away from him. I let him rub his dick against my pussy until he
was completely slick with my lube. As he slid his dick across my pussy, he
pressed his finger against my asshole. My body trembled in anticipation. I
could feel the thrill of the forbidden, contact. I wanted his dick deep inside
my ass.

With a
quick motion, Damien rubbed his dick against my asshole, spreading the lube
across it, and pushing the tip partially in. I moaned as I felt him push
against the tight ring of muscle, pushing it open, them muscles involuntarily
contacting against his dick. He was so big that I gasped as he slid deeper into
me, and within seconds that thrilling entrance gave way to a slow, smooth slide
into my ass. My asshole clenched around his dick, and each tightening only made
Damien harder. He moaned with me as he sank deeper and deeper.

It was
Luke’s turn. As Luke slid himself on top of me, pushing his dick right into my
wet pussy, I turned to look towards the sounds from the woods. I was almost
delirious with pleasure. Luke and Damien were both thrusting deep inside me,
and the amazing pressure of having them both inside me made me scream with
delight. Off in the distance where I thought I had heard something, I could see
something, someone. The more I looked I realized it was several people,
several
men.
Except, these men looked far too big, far too wild to be human.

They
were naked and rubbing themselves, and as Luke grabbed at my breasts and
pounded himself into my pussy, I couldn’t help but watch the men in the
distance, they were so muscular, so intensely staring, and they were so wild.
They looked so worked up that I wondered if they would join in. It seemed like
they were getting closer and closer to me. I felt like I could hear their
breathing rising around us like a river of desire. I felt like I was leaving my
body.

Damien
and Luke were doing so well too. Their thrusts filled me with incredible waves
of pleasure, but as soon as I saw those men in the woods, I was infatuated. I
wanted them. I wanted them to toss me around in a way I knew Damien and Luke would
just object to. I wanted those wild men to treat me like a dirty slut. I wanted
them to fuck and slap and scratch me until my entire body was raw, and then I
wanted them to do it again. I wanted to unleash my darkest animal desires. I
wanted to be consumed by lust, and I wanted men who would lose complete control
of themselves around me. I wanted those men to join in right now, to toss
Damien and Luke aside and fuck me harder than I ever knew was possible.

As I
watched the men rubbing themselves, climaxing to my thrusts and moans, I
realized that the intensity and pleasure from having two men inside me was
bringing me almost to the brink of orgasm. Damien whispered something in my
ear, but I didn’t hear him, and soon I felt the pulsing of his dick deep inside
my ass and the feeling of cum swirling inside me. I moaned louder and my
excitement sent Luke over the edge as well, and he pulled his dick out of my
pussy and shot hot cum onto my stomach, I reached down and rubbed the cum,
raising it to my mouth and licking it off my fingers. I wanted the men to see
what I was capable of, and, as Damien and Luke began to grow soft, I thought of
how I 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.

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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 to sniff at the air, catching my scent. I watched a
wild look rise in his eyes.

More
importantly, I watched his dick growing hard right in front of me. His cock was
so large, and it was standing almost straight up as he approached me. He leaned
forward and drew close to my crotch, sniffing wildly. I could tell that he was
turned on by the smell of my pussy. But it was more than that; it was like he
could smell my arousal. He was so close by this point that I could feel his hot
breath against my cunt.

He
paused and looked up at me, like he was waiting for permission. I could feel
the anticipation of all of the werewolves, too many to count, waiting to see if
I’d consent. I reached out and pressed his lips against my pussy, and let him
lick and kiss my clit. It felt so good, as he went wild, working over my pussy
with such intensity that I could barely wait for him to fuck me. And yet all of
the other werewolves stood back. He must have been the alpha. He was so big and
so strong that I knew it had to be the case. As he ate me out, I reached my
foot down to rub his dick. He was already so hard, and my touch excited him
even more. It was so thrilling to feel his hard dick; there was something so
much more exciting about it than anything I had felt in a long time. I wanted
him inside me.

“I
want you to fuck me rough,” I told him as I pushed my foot harder against his
dick. I pulled on his hair. Within seconds, he had pulled himself on top of me
and was rubbing his dick against my thigh. He was so horny that a steady stream
of precum was dripping from his dick. It was so hot and wet on my thigh. He
rubbed himself against my pussy next. His dick was so large that I wondered if
it would even fit, but I wanted him badly, so badly that my body was ready for
anything he could throw at me (or into me.)