Dark She Wolf
Shorties.
Dark She wolf.
Story by Snudur
Note: This is a part of a never ending series that is growing in my mind. Be
warned. If your looking for plot then stop right here and check out some of
my other stories. The tale here below is one hundred percent yiff and
nothing else! Thus the name shorties. Each story features a different female
character, requests and ideas welcome and encouraged! This story is
absolutely not for children below the age of eighteen. It may contain
subjects offensive to some people. Be warned.
Again this is one of my older stories. If someone out there might be as kind as to comment on the difference between my older stories and the one called "Tales of Ferin" I would be very much thankful. I am afraid that I might have worked too diligently on that one and made it boring. So as I say, comments are more then welcome!
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Dark she wolf.
Her fingers ran over the fabric nestled in his crotch, stroking at his
hidden member. He shivered slightly yet made no move to stop her, the first
thing on his mind the surprise.
The wolf smiled at him, her green eyes shining with a glimmer he had not
been shown before. Lips parted slightly, her moist tongue pressing against
her left canine as she eyed him with lust and carnal thoughts. Her fur gave
of a slight shine to the bright moonlight, the short silver hairs rising and
descending with her rapid breathing.
She was one of the most beautiful creatures he had seen. She was about the
same height as he, her every asset one of extreme beauty. Her breasts were
just right to his eyes, not to large and not to small. Her body nothing
short of a work of art, tender and slim muscles that illustrated her beauty
and rust red hair that riveted in the moonlight, reaching her back.
Her green eyes descended down his body, the look in her eyes souring to new
levels as they reached his crotch. She smiled tenderly, stroking firmly the
growing cock still hidden in his pants. This was no timid touch, every
movement stirring up movement in his groin and festering pleasure.
He could not hide his excitement, feeling a little tang of shyness as his
privates started to grow against her hand shuddering slightly from time to
time from her loving affection. He kept his eyes to the streets, his hands
clutching at the wheel. He was glad that people were no where to be seen. He
jumped a little as he felt her fingers encircling the fly of his jeans,
those nimble digits promising pleasure beyond his imagination.
She opened his fly deliberately slowly, her every move teasing and so sexy
it was driving him mad, her moist tongue darting out in sink with a naughty
smile on her and a promising twinkle in her canine eyes.
He closed his eyes and tried to relax, still feeling tense and to shy for
his own good. His cock was to it's hardest and he swore that it was not far
away from exploding, the burning need of her just touching it again, her
touch the greatest high he knew.
When she had his fly open she drew his pants down, his throbbing meat
exposed to the world and most of all to her and perhaps even more so to him.
His cock, rock hard and proud loomed before her, the tip already wet with
his precum a tasty treat the wolf could not resist.
His senses were assaulted as he felt something touch his cock right at the
end were he was most sensitive, a overwhelming feeling of warmth and
wetness. He knew it was her tongue as a small moan escaped from her lips.
The sound was cut of though as she put her lips over his cock, her soft yet
firm fingers grasping him at the root, pressing down so she would be able to
get as much as she could into her mouth. He felt as if a warm slimy glove
engulfed his cock and already he could feel the orgasm coming, her mouth so
hot and sexy it drove him crazy.
She held him in her mouth like that, licking at his glans from the inside of
her mouth, greedily sucking and licking at him, swallowing every drop of
precum he gave her. The nimble fingers grasped him and stroked him almost
painfully, milking him as her mouth did. She trembled with excitement,
waiting for his tasty cum, eager to drink it down and swallow it all.
His breathing was faster and faster by the minute, his hands gripping the
wheel in a death grip, his body going through spasms of pleasure as the
beautiful she wolf lapped and sucked at his erect cock.
She lowered her head further into his lap, taking his cock down her throat.
He gasped as she swallowed, his cock deep in her throat, her neck muscles
rippling around his cock. He could hear her gag and she withdrew to yet
again to suck on his wet cock like it was a lollipop.
That was it for him, the orgasm rushing in on him.
She sucked hungrily as her mouth was filled with his cum, every drop he gave
her she swallowed. He did his best to hold on his whole body in a panic of
to much pleasure as his cock throbbed and pulsed, each convulsion pumping
seed into her mouth, some of it running down her cheek.
He turned his eyes to the roof and knew that he wouldn't get this lucky
again in a hundred years!
The end.
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