Midnight Secret - Revised
#3 of Single Shots
_ NOTE: This is the revised version of my MiSe Contest Story. And I will be writing a second part to the story._
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_It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. Anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon. It was past 3 am and he had been awoken by a hand on his shoulder, shaking him urgently. His eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling and the usual questions of "Who am I?" "Where am I?" "Am I wearing clothes?" filled his head and were promptly banished. A finger pressed against his lips and words were whispered into his ear barely above the threshold of hearing, the voice one of a distant memory his sleep addled brain could not yet recollect.
"I want to tell you a secret."_
He felt the softness of the finger against his lips, heard the sultry sensuality of the tone. It was her! The girl he'd met at the club earlier. He remembered that she was slender and shapely, her body curving in just the right places. Her glossy raven black hair hung long and straight, flowing over her generous D cup breasts in front and to her shapely ass behind her. And her legs were to die for. Those long shapely limbs had wrapped so tightly around his waist as he drove himself into her after they left the club. She'd been the first virgin he'd ever fucked before. Or was that a dream? He didn't remember his orgasm, and that was rare for him. He knew every female he'd fucked and every orgasm he'd had. And his partner's orgasms as well. Why not this one?
She looked down at him, a hunger in her eyes that said she was far from satisfied. He knew that his own eyes mirrored that hunger. Hunger for her. For his length buried in her sheath again. She smiled at him, her hand outstretched to take his now, helping him to his feet. She led him through the building, and down, down to the basement. They walked through dimly lit hallways, the lights flickering in the gentle breeze that flowed through the corridors.
The basement was the center of power for her, though he was unaware of this. She had a pentagram etched into the stone floor, and sealed with lime and salt, and right in the middle of the pentagram was a bed, a large king sized bed that was big enough to have an orgy on. But that was not her intentions. Black and red candles lined the walls of the room and five silver candles sat in strategic places around the bed. The candle light was eerie, but also sensual. He'd never fucked a female with just candle light for illumination before. The low flames kept most of the room in darkness, with just enough lighting for them to see to make their ways to the bed in the middle of the room.
He could feel the cooler breeze in the basement caressing him, but for some reason, his cock hardened even more, especially upon seeing the bed in the middle of the room. He was eager to get on it and have fun with this shapely, gorgeous female. His rock hard iron fuckpole agreed with him. It definitely wanted inside her snug, wet tunnel.
She stepped gingerly through the circle of the pentagram on the floor and led him to the bed, then smiled, motioning him to lay down on the bed. For some reason, she kept the noise down. He had no clue that the circle of the pentagram was spellbound to keep noises within the circle. He knew she was aware of his lust, just like he was aware of hers. He saw her juices running down her thighs. The very thighs he wanted to get between again. But he was unaware of the 'gift' she was about to give him, or that it magnified the lust she felt.
He climbed onto the large bed, and swiftly moved to the middle. There was more than enough room for them to move all over the bed during the sex. Satin sheets caressed his skin as he patted the bed, encouraging her to join him. He saw just how rock solid he was, and the clear, glistening pre forming at his tip. He had to have her. Now.
He watched her climb onto the bed, her ass wiggling as she moved. Her soft, silken hands moved his legs apart as she crawled between them, inching her way up his body. Finally, her mouth slipped over his cock, taking him into her warm depths, as she sucked on his hard, thick shaft. His length jumped for joy at the feel of her wet mouth on his heated, hard flesh. He moaned as she sucked on him with an intensity that he found surprising. She had said she was a virgin, hadn't she? But she was definitely an expert at sucking cock, that was for certain. His back arched, pushing his long, hard fuckpole deeper into her warm, wet mouth.
Soon enough, as she eagerly sucked his cock into her mouth, he felt his tip hit the back of her throat, then slide down into the tight tunnel. Her nose brushed against his pubic hair, taking in his unique scent. Slowly, though, she lifted her head, his eyes watching as her tongue slid over her lush lips. God, how he wanted to taste them, force his tongue into her mouth and devour her. He watched as she unfastened the tie of her red silk robe. The sensual fabric slid off her body to pool over his legs while her body was revealed to him completely.
Gods, she was amazing. Firm high perky breasts with pinkish-brown areolas and erect nipples. Toned belly, shapely legs with just enough meat to her thighs to hold him still while wrapped around his waist. And her cunt was hairless. Not shaven hairless, but plucked hairless. Not a single hair dared to show it's face on her. A low growl of desire slipped from him. He couldn't wait to fuck her wet, slick, heated pussy. And he knew he would soon.
She crawled further up his body, stopping only when her slick cunt hovered over his hard cock. Then she sat down, his length slipping into her with one fell swoop. His rock hard shaft tore through her hymen, her virgin blood staining his length. She cried out in pained pleasure, then chanted in some language he didn't know.
Oh, gods, she was tight around his hard cock. He wanted to fill her already. His cock ached to spill his potent, virile seed into her greedy, wet snatch and hungry womb. But she controlled the pace, riding him slowly. One of her hands reached behind her, fondling his balls, pulling a thin wire from around his cock. He yelled in pain as the wire came off his cock, cutting him. What had the bitch done?
The wire had done its job, opening a wound on his cock, and her tainted virgin blood entered him. But her blood didn't change him, not yet. It just paralyzed him as she leaned over his prone body, a wicked, devious smirk on her lush, sensual lips.
"Mine," she snarled, her body suddenly changing as she kept riding him. Her soft, smooth hands became paws, the palms covered with rough pads and her fingers tipped with razor sharp claws. Her face elongated while black fur sprouted from every inch of her body. Her fangs lengthened in her mouth as it changed into a muzzle. Black fur covered her face, which retained some human elements, but looked more wolven than human now. She still had her human beauty. It was just enhanced by her wolven features, making her look more exotic than before.
Leaning down to his strong bare shoulder, she sank her sharp fangs deep into the flesh. The bite forced his pre to shoot deep inside her as she licked the blood from his shoulder, her saliva coating his wound and keeping it open.
Behind her, a large red demon appeared. The paralyzed male stared in horror as the creature, part goat, part dragon, part human, moved behind the werebitch. The demon sported two hard, thick cocks, almost a foot long each, and thrust into her open tailhole, the second cock thrusting into the his virgin asshole.
The male screamed as the demon raped his ass and the female - the creature - kept riding him, her tight walls trying to pull his cum from him. But something was preventing him from cumming, but oh, how he wanted to. It had been too long since he found such a tight cunt to fill.
The demon hissed lustfully and fucked both asses in front of him, sealing a deal the female had made the previous year with him for more life, but she could only provide suitable fuckmeat once a year. And tonight was the night. But soon, the wolf-bitch's ass wasn't enough for him and he pull his cock out of her tight tailhole, slamming it into her cunt along with the male's, double penetrating her.
The werebitch arched her back and howled as the demon added his length with the male beneath her. The added thickness stretched her tight hole and caused her to cum hard, her cunt tightening around their thick shafts, milking them both.
The male beneath her snarled at her, showing what he was about to become. He ripped his arms from the restraints, muscles forming on top of the muscles he already had. Fur sprouted from his body, his face contorting to look more like hers. His cock thickened inside her, rubbing against the demon's. A knot formed just inside her cunt, locking the three of them together as the newly created werewolf started cumming inside her. His furry, clawed hands grabbed her breasts, his claws puncturing her tender flesh. Drops of her blood fell onto his chest and seared into the bite wound in his shoulder, sealing his fate as a werewolf.
The feel of the bitch and the male cumming set the demon off, and he unloaded his seed into her cunt and his ass. His seed ensured that the male's seed found her fertile eggs and got her knocked up. He sliced one of his hands with a claw from the other, then pressed his hands to the two lycanthropes wounds. His searing, burning hot, demonic blood entered the two, giving them a longer than normal lifespan.
His part of the bargain was fulfilled. The bitch's part of the bargain was her first born child, created while she was in this state. A low growling could be heard coming from the demon as he spoke for the first time since he appeared. "Bargain sealed. I will return for what belongs to me when the time is right." And with that said, he disappeared into nothingness again.
The bitch leaned down, licking her newly created mate and whispered, "The secret has been shared and you are now mine, as I am yours."