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A Walk On The Wild Side
by Larissa (larissa.uk132@googlemail.com)

***

A woman out for a hike in the woods meets a man... and 
gets more than she bargained for when the moon comes 
up... (MF, beast, fisting, fantasy)

***

She looked up through the trees that surrounded her, 
the glorious  May smiled to herself, enjoying nature's 
display, then continued walking along the path through 
the trees in the woods. Up ahead she could see another 
path joining the one she was on, and she checked her 
map to make sure she knew which path she was due to 
take. Just as she reached the new path, someone else 
emerged from the trees onto the path, surprising her.

"Oh!", she exclaimed, startled. "You surprised me!" The 
man smiled at her, and she felt her tummy flicker in 
response, a gut reaction to a handsome man.

"I'm sorry" he said, "I didn't mean to startle you." 
May smiled shyly back, wondering how to strike up a 
conversation with him, but not really knowing how to do 
it. They stood there, awkwardly for a few moments, as 
May grasped for something, anything to say that might 
enable her to get to know this man, but nothing came to 
her and he smiled again.

"Best get on", he said, and strode off into the 
distance, on the same path she was on. May sighed. When 
was she going to rid herself of her curse, her shyness? 
People said she was pretty, intelligent, and a lovely 
person so... why was she still alone? Why couldn't she 
stop being so damn tongue tied?

She looked up into the distance, shrugged and carried 
on walking, following the man on the same path. Well, 
not following, exactly, just.. walking on the same 
path. Eventually the path curved, and he disappeared 
from view. May let her imagination drift. What if she 
were to meet him later? Maybe get back to her tent and 
find he'd camped next to her? How would she talk to him 
then? Maybe ask where water could be found, that's a 
good one. or.. or.. ask if he had sugar? May groaned to 
herself. Not THAT old chestnut. 

Even she knew that was the cliche of all cliches. No, 
not the sugar one. How about just ask if he had a nice 
walk? She continued to ruminate to herself, making up 
conversations as she did with all the men she liked 
that she met - and it was so frustrating that she could 
hold a conversation after he'd gone, not when he was 
there! - not really noticing where she was going or 
paying attention.. just following the path, when 
suddenly, she realised she quite urgently needed a pee. 
She stopped, and looked around. No one was around, no 
one to see if she nipped behind a tree.

She left the path, heading for a stand of bushes that 
she could duck behind and be sheltered from view if 
anyone did come up the path. She wriggled her trousers 
down her legs, her panties following. Spreading her 
legs wide, squatting down so as not to pee over her 
trousers, she felt the pressure mount, then inwardly 
sighed with relief as the urine left her body, puddling 
beneath her, the smell prevalent in the cool air. 

She emptied herself, then shook her bottom to rid 
herself of the last few drops clinging to her body. She 
stood up, then, as she bent to grasp her panties and 
pull them up her body, there was a rustling sound from 
some other bushes a few yards away, and to her horror, 
the stranger from earlier stepped out, then stopped, as 
he saw her standing there, half naked.

May stood bolt upright and froze, her mind panicking, 
staring at the man, blushing horribly in acute 
embarrassment at the situation she found herself in. 
And then, to even more embarrassment, He looked her up 
and down, and smiled appreciatively.

"Caught short, eh?" he said, making it sound like the 
most reasonable thing in the entire world, that she'd 
nipped behind a tree to have a pee. May stammered but 
managed to eventually get out a shaky "Yes", then bent 
to grab her panties again and at least cover herself 
up. He chuckled and she looked up at him again.

"You don't have to on my account, you know. That's a 
lovely sight." May blushed anew, but inside, she felt 
something throb, clench inside her, a beat of arousal. 
She squished it down, and tried to pull her tangled 
panties up her legs. They would have to be tangled up 
now! He stepped towards her and she froze again.

"In fact.. leave them." She stared at him, 
disbelievingly. He was actually... he FANCIED her? No, 
surely he just wanted to get his rocks off or 
something... or worse. She began to fret, worryingly, 
seeing past the embarrassment to the acutely vulnerable 
situation she was now in. He reached her, then, and 
cupped her face with one hand, and strangely, that 
gesture, sweet and tender, almost put her mind at rest. 
She couldn't see a axe murderer doing that, she just 
couldn't! He looked into her eyes, and for the first 
time she could see his eyes were brown, a deep, 
intelligent, chocolate brown, and she felt that throb, 
that beat of arousal again. His other hand came up to 
cup her other cheek, a thumb rubbing her bottom lip. 

"Such a pretty thing.. and..." He stopped and sniffed 
the air, looking for all the world like a dog, for a 
moment.. "If I'm not mistaken, aroused. Are you? How 
curious." May flushed anew, but still didn't say 
anything, her own hands grasping his arms, unsure 
whether to pull him to her, or push him away, her 
trousers and panties forgotten, her breath caught. His 
head dipped towards her and she closed her eyes, 
surrendering herself to his touch. His lips met hers, 
coaxing her, teasing her, and she heard a moan escape 
someone's lips - then realised it was her own. 

She realised, belatedly, that one of his hands were no 
longer cupping her face, then she felt her cunt lips 
being spread, and a finger slid between them, rubbing 
her clit at first, bringing forth a deep ache of 
arousal that needed, no, demanded to be met, her 
fingers digging into his arms, then the finger dived 
deeper within her, squirming, wriggling, until that 
part of her felt like all of her, her limbs were 
inconsequential, there was just her lips, where he was 
kissing her, and her cunt, with its invading finger.

Then he broke the kiss, leaving her breathing hard. She 
opened her eyes again, looking into his, his finger 
still within her. He smiled once more, then whispered,

"I was right.. you are aroused." As if to emphasise his 
statement, he slid his finger out of her a little way, 
then flicked her clit, and she jumped with a gasp, then 
bit her lip, as he removed his finger the rest of the 
way, bringing it to his mouth, sucking it. She moaned a 
little, she'd never seen anyone do anything so rude, so 
arousing, so lascivious. 

"Mmmmmmmmm", he said, through his finger, then removed 
it from his mouth. "You taste good... I wonder how you 
look when you come?" May shuddered again, at the 
implied intimacy, part of her still disbelieving the 
whole situation, disbelieving that she was doing this, 
with some guy, whose name she didn't even know. 
Suddenly she realised he was pushing her backwards, her 
feet almost falling over herself, all tied up with the 
trousers and panties, until her back met the rough bark 
of a tree. 

He grabbed both her wrists, pulled them above her head, 
then leaned into her, kissing her deeply again, 
grinding his hips into her with a raw, animal passion, 
and she surrendered herself to whatever would happen. 
Lust swept her body, her mind, and she growled into his 
mouth, her hips lifting to meet his, feeling his 
arousal hard against her. She wanted him in her, her 
feet pushing frantically at her trousers, trying to get 
her legs free of the material. Suddenly they were - she 
didn't know how, she didn't care, she just wrapped a 
leg around his hips, pulling him into her. He stopped a 
moment, lifting his head to look into her eyes. 

"Damn.. woman..." Worry crossed his face for a moment, 
concern for her. May whimpered, pressing her foot 
against his bottom, he groaned when he felt that, felt 
her lust, consent and need, then lust took him once 
more, his right hand left her wrist, slid between their 
bodies to undo his own trousers. May whimpered again, 
needing him deep within her, then mercifully, she felt 
his freed cock pressing at the entrance to her cunt. He 
didn't kiss her again, just whispered, "I want to see 
your eyes as I fill you." May growled once more, a 
deep, rumbling growl, pressing her foot on his bottom 
again. His hips pressed in, her lips separating as his 
cock slid within her, filling her, stroking her itch, 
satisfying her for a moment as he slid home, his hips 
pressed up against her body, his cock nudging her 
cervix. 

She moaned, whispering "don't stop", and his lips 
claimed her again, kissing her deeply as he began to 
move, thrusting his cock in and out of her body. Gentle 
at first, the raw animal passion taking them both over 
all too soon, slamming together, separating, rejoining, 
his hands supporting her, gripping her bottom, nails 
sunk into her tender flesh, her head thrown back 
against the bark of the tree, lust and arousal building 
till it was almost unbearable, then.. 

Then he slammed into her one final time, threw his own 
head back, breaking the kiss, howling his orgasm, the 
sound resounding around the forest as his cock spurted 
his come deep within her body. May gripped him, 
momentarily stunned by the force of his orgasm then, 
feeling the spurts deep within her, she squeezed her 
internal muscles, prompting new howling from her 
partner. Gasping as the force of her own orgasm swept 
her away, shuddering between her partners body and the 
tree trunk, aware only of her passion rampaging through 
her body, his cock solidly, deeply within her, her legs 
wrapped around him.

***

May awoke with a start, confusion whirling through her 
head. Where was she? She looked around - fallen, 
colourful leaves on the ground, the smell of the 
forest, trees and bushes all around her. And Him. She 
looked at him, his eyes closed. Resting on the ground 
next to her, his own trousers around his ankles, upper 
body clothed in t-shirt and jumper. She winced, memory 
flooding through her again. She couldn't believe she'd 
done that, and yet... she had. 

She looked down at her own half naked body, winced, 
then climbed to her feet, her body sore in new places, 
her back from rubbing against the tree, her insides 
from the battering it had taken. She pulled her panties 
and trousers over her shoes, then pulled them up, and 
grabbed her rucksack. She considered tiptoeing off, 
but.. She couldn't do it. She couldn't leave him as he 
was now, her conscience would not permit it, not when 
anything could happen to him. 

She'd been willing! She had to admit that much to 
herself. She sighed and dug within her rucksack for a 
drink, then noted him stirring at the sound of the zip. 
She sipped her water, waiting for him to be aware of 
her next to him, then held the drink out to him when he 
looked at her with comprehension in his eyes.

"Here. I was thirsty, you probably are too." She waited 
while he drank, thirstily, then handed the bottle back 
to her. She put the bottle back in her rucksack, 
avoiding her gaze to give him privacy while he dressed 
again, then, blushing a little, she looked up at him, 
not entirely sure what to do next. He chuckled.

"Yes." May cocked her head to one side in puzzlement. 
"I'm not sure what to do either. I don't make a habit 
of this, I promise." May smiled, and it broke the 
tension. He reached out to grasp her hand. "Look... I 
don't know exactly what happened to me, why I was so.. 
you know... but.. I've camped over there. I'm hungry - 
ravenous, in fact - and I've some food there. how bout 
we go back.. I mean, there was a tent next to mine too, 
might even be yours, I don't know.." And he trailed 
off, then smiled as May nodded. 

"I'd like that", she said, quietly, then stood with him 
and they tramped back to the path, still holding hands. 
He didn't seem to want to let go of hers, and, truth be 
told, she didn't really want to let go of his either, 
although she would if he wanted that. She didn't really 
know what had come over her either, she wasn't a virgin 
but she wasn't experienced either, and certainly didn't 
have sex willy-nilly with men she didn't really know. 
They walked in silence for a while. Then May spoke.

"I realised.. I don't even know your name. And, I'd 
like to fix that, if you don't mind.. I'd like to at 
least know your name. I'm May." He smiled at her, then 
replied.

"I should've thought of that. I'm sorry. I'm David." He 
chuckled ruefully. "Its nice to meet you, May." She 
laughed with him, the niceties seeming rather 
incongruous after the earth-shattering sex they'd had 
together. "I hope.. I mean, don't get me wrong. what 
happened, the sex was fantastic, but..." May smiled. 
She thought she knew what he was worrying about.

"I was willing, David. yes, you might not have given me 
much of a chance to say no, but I was willing." May 
could not, would not be the type of woman to refuse to 
face her own desires. "I wanted that as much as you 
did, and I promise, I'm even less likely to make a 
habit of this.. I mean.. " She trailed off, blushing, 
and David chuckled companionably.

"You mean, you don't make a habit of peeing in the 
woods?" He sang softly under his breath "If you go down 
to the woods today..." and May laughed again.

"Well, that too, but I meant the sex. I'm not terribly 
experienced." she said, and David nodded, all serious 
once more, and squeezed her hand reassuringly, then 
changed the subject. "Do you come here often?", he 
asked, all serious, then frowned as May giggled. 

"No, this was my first time", she said, with a twinkle 
in her eye, "but I visit these woods every year for the 
autumn displays. its balm for the soul, I think." He 
smiled as he got the joke, then nodded. 

"Me too. every year, I mean." he smiled bashfully, then 
continued. "I love walking in other places too, but at 
this time of year, I make sure to spend at least a 
weekend here. Something calls me back every year, I 
don't know what it is. I just need to be here." May 
nodded, but just then they reached the camp site they'd 
been walking to, and there was his tent, next to hers.

"It is my tent.", she said, and he looked at her, 
enquiringly. "You said earlier, that there was a tent 
next to yours, you said it might be mine. It is." and 
as if to suit words, she dropped her rucksack outside 
it as they reached it. He nodded. "Well, I promised you 
a meal, so um. How bout I go get cooking and you come 
over when you're ready?" She nodded in response, and 
unzipped her tent, slipping within. She could use some 
time alone to process her thoughts. 

She could hear him crossing to his own tent, unzipping 
it, and moving around. She undid and kicked off her 
shoes, then sat on her bed and lay down, staring at the 
tent fabric above her. What HAD come over her? She 
liked David, liked him a lot but.. to have sex with a 
stranger like that? She slid her hand down her trousers 
to touch herself, her fingers diving between her wet 
cunt lips. She moaned softly to herself, arousal 
pooling deep within her belly once more. That she could 
go again, shocked her, somewhat, but she supposed she'd 
better get used to this new sex kittenish part of her. 
She pulled her hand out, and stared at her glistening 
fingers. 

That was him.. and her.. combined. Their juices. 

She sniffed them. They smelled strong, but not 
unpleasant, and wondered what they tasted like. She'd 
never tasted herself before. Her tongue reached out to 
touch her fingers, tentatively, then back into her 
mouth where she savoured the taste. She liked it, and 
before she knew it, her fingers were stuffed within her 
mouth, sucking them clean. She pressed her thighs 
together, clenching her muscles, enjoying the arousal, 
then sat up with a start. "NO!" she told herself, 
sternly. "Get yourself clean and sorted out - you've a 
meal to attend!" so she started to undo her clothing, 
knowing she - at the very least - needed a wash. 

Half an hour later, she stepped from the tent, clean, 
refreshed, wearing a t-shirt, clean trousers and a pair 
of flipflops, with a jumper tied around her shoulders. 
She'd left her long red hair down, trying to give the 
appearance of being casually relaxed and unbothered 
about David. Inside was another matter - despite 
fighting, she'd been forced to admit to herself that 
she was aroused again, that she found David really 
attractive still, and that if the opportunity arouse.. 
well.. she'd be a bitch in heat. That much she knew. 

She walked across to David's tent, peeking within the 
open flap, to see it empty. On the other side of the 
tent, hidden from the view of her tent was a small 
campfire, a rack set above it for resting things on, 
and a pair of camping chairs nearby, either side of a 
table. Just as she reached the fire, holding her hands 
out to feel the warmth in the cooling autumn evening, 
David appeared on one of the footpaths leading away 
from the campsite, carrying buckets in each hand, full, 
she presumed, of water. He smiled when he saw her. 

"Hey!" he called, hurrying to meet her. "I was 
wondering where you'd gotten to!" He kept smiling, his 
eyes wandering over her body. "You're not a vegetarian 
or anything are you?" May shook her head, smiling back 
at him. "Excellent!", he said. "I bagged some fat 
rabbits earlier, they're great at this time of year." 
He reached the fire, set the buckets down on the other 
side of the fire from the table, then crossed to her 
and leaned close to give her a warm kiss. "I'm glad you 
came back out though." May smiled, looking up at him.

"Changing my mind was never on the cards", she said, 
with an impish smile. "Not when the memory of earlier 
was so strong in my mind." May couldn't believe 
herself. Where was the shyness, the tongue tied old 
her? Was she actually flirting? David smiled back at 
her, a lascivious gleam in his eyes. 

"Was it? mmmm. does that mean a repeat performance 
might be possible later?" May just smiled mysteriously, 
and looked around.

"where are the rabbits then?" she asked, and he 
laughed.

"Over there. I was about to skin them - that's why I 
needed the water. But first... some beer?" he gestured 
to the chairs, and May nodded, seating herself in one 
of them.

"Please, a beer would be good", and she stretched 
herself out comfortably, still enjoying the warmth from 
the fire. A clinking of glass sounded behind her, and 
she turned to see David removing a beer bottle from the 
coolbox, full of water and ice, which he placed on the 
table next to her, after popping the cap. 

"No glasses, I'm afraid.. I wasn't exactly expecting 
company" he apologised, and May smiled and shrugged, 
and lifted the bottle to her mouth, taking a good long 
swig of the cool lager. David busied himself with first 
skinning and gutting the rabbits, then cooking them, 
while May sat, watching his body move, lost in her 
thoughts, thinking about the magnificent sex they'd had 
earlier.. and what might come later that evening. She 
shivered with a start, realising the sun was dipping 
below the horizon, and put her beer down to pull her 
jumper over her head. 

"Cold?" May's head popped through the neck of her 
jumper to see David sitting next to her with his own 
bottle of beer, the rabbits in a pot cooking on the 
fire. 

"Just a little", she replied, "with the sun going down. 
it is autumn after all." He reached over to the lamp on 
the table between them, and turned it on.

"There. Now we're all lit up!" he said. There was a 
moment of awkwardness, then he looked over at her. 
"Look, May, I.. " His voice trailed off as May stood 
up, and moved to crouch in front of him. Wondering at 
her own boldness, she placed a finger on his lips, then 
leaned forward and kissed him, deeply, hungrily. She 
felt his hands grip her arms tightly, pulling her 
towards him, responding to her kiss... then he broke 
it, stood, pulling May with him. She smiled in triumph, 
then gasped as he scooped his arms around her back and 
legs and swept her into the air, making her clutch at 
his shoulders.

He strode across the clearing to his tent, depositing 
her inside, then gripped her jumper and pulled it up, 
and over her head. May co-operated, moving her limbs to 
help him undress her - her tshirt, flipflops, trousers 
and underwear following in swift succession, then it 
was her turn to undress him, aching to see his body, to 
run her fingers over his skin. Clothes scattered 
everywhere, before long they were kissing again, 
furiously, running their hands over each other's 
bodies, not able to get enough of each other. May could 
feel the dampness between her thighs, smell the arousal 
in the air. 

David's cock was solid heat between them, and she 
itched to feel it between her lips, to stroke it with 
her tongue. She pulled away from him, then knelt to 
follow suit, a groan escaping from David's lips as her 
warm mouth engulfed his cock, his fingers entwining in 
her hair. She took him, all of him, into her wet mouth, 
her nose resting against his stomach, inhaling and 
smelling his uniquely David-lustful smell. 

She pulled back, her tongue pressing against the ridge 
on the underside of his cock, before the tip came to 
settle in the hole on the tip, tickling it slightly as 
she sucked. His fingers tightened in her hair, pulling 
her down again onto the shaft, May sucking greedily on 
it as he thrust into her mouth. He shuddered as she 
pulled back again, repeating the tongue movement on the 
ridge of his cock, then pulled her off completely. 

"Enough!" He commanded, roughly, then bent and pushed a 
compliant May backwards to the rug on the floor. Lying 
back, she spread her legs and looked at him stood over 
her, breathing raggedly, his hard cock standing proud, 
his muscles rippling. He bent and knelt between her 
legs, pushing them apart. The tips of his fingers slid 
up and down her lips, parting them, teasing her. 

May's head fell back, groaning, her hips squirming, 
wanting more of his fingers. His head dipped, his 
fingers separating her lips completely, and then his 
mouth fastened onto to her clit, sucking on the 
throbbing, engorged nub of flesh, almost nibbling on it 
with his teeth. May continued to groan and writhe under 
his ministrations, needing to be filled, to be 
stretched, and suddenly she yelled, "Oh please! Just 
fill me!"

He looked up at her, startled, then smiled and slid two 
of his fingers into her cunt. Curling them around and 
forward, he rubbed her g-spot, but May was still 
whimpering and begging.. whispering for more. He slid 
another finger in, then another.. his hand was slick 
with her juices by now, May was beyond herself, all she 
knew was that she needed to be filled, her hips 
thrusting up to him. David smiled. 

He knew what she wanted, so he curved his thumb into 
his palm and pushed his hand within her, his fingers 
curling around to form a fist as her body enveloped his 
hand. May groaned and shuddered, she was close, so 
close.. then David twisted his hand within her, sucked 
hard on her clit, his knuckles scraped across her g-
spot, and she was gone, her body writhing, the force of 
her orgasm rippling through her, her cunt spasming over 
his hand, crying out as she came. 

May looked up at him, panting, as he sat there between 
her legs, watching her. she became aware that she was 
still filled, and she touched between her legs, around 
his wrist, unbelievingly. He smiled.

"Oh, yes, May... You have my whole hand within you." 
May shook her head, but the evidence of her own fingers 
could not be denied. Then his hand started to unfurl, 
and she cried out. She was oversensitive, but the 
fingers continued to uncurl and withdraw from her, 
leaving her bereft and empty. May sat up, weakly, 
amazed by what had happened, she'd never experienced 
that before, resting her head on David's chest. Just 
then she needed human contact, needed reassurance.

And then she became aware of the moon shining in 
through the door of the tent. 

David's chest rippled beneath her cheek. She looked up, 
puzzled, and he stared into her eyes, gripped by 
something. His face changed, and May scrabbled 
backwards, her hand over her mouth as she stared at 
David in horror. He was changing! No longer David, hair 
was sprouting, his nose elongating, ears changing.. He 
placed his hands on the floor and they changed too, 
becoming shorter, stubbier, growing hair - in fact, his 
entire body was growing hair.

The speed of the change meant May had little chance to 
react much more than she already had, when, suddenly, 
it was done, and it was David no more.. but a handsome, 
beautiful wolf. She stared at him, her hand reaching 
out to him disbelievingly. He came to her, seeming to 
need the reassurance as much as she did, and she gasped 
as her hand met silky fur. She stroked his head, his 
ears, her cheek resting on the top of his head as she 
held him.

"Oh.. David!" she murmured, wonderingly. She knew what 
had happened, of course, but rather than a thing of 
horror, he was, quite simply, a beautiful wolf, such as 
any she might admire on the television. She could not 
keep her hands to herself, his fur was so luxuriant, 
and suddenly he licked her cheek. She giggled, and he 
sat before her, looking at her. "I guess you can't talk 
like that, can you?" 

The wolf shook his head, then sneezed. His reaction was 
so much like her dog that she had to giggle again. 
"But... you're still there, obviously, inside?" The 
wolf nodded. May nodded to herself, still stroking him. 
"I guess you'll change back when the moon sets.. that's 
if all the stories hold true. I suppose I'd better get 
dressed." 

She turned onto her hands and knees to reach for her 
clothes, then heard a growl. David - the wolf - was 
sniffing at her bottom. May's eyes widened, and she 
looked back between his legs to see the tip of a pink 
cock sliding out of a sheath beneath his tummy. She 
jumped as a long, wet, warm and very firm tongue rasped 
her slit - from her clit all the way up to her tight 
asshole, and arousal flooded her belly. 

Her hips rocked backwards, exposing more of her slit, 
her knees separating, almost without her control, and 
her head went down to the floor. David licked her once 
more, his tongue firmly squirming between her lips to 
lick deep inside her, then he reared up, mounting her. 
She shuddered, feeling his fur covered stomach on her 
back, his legs wrapping around her, the tip of his cock 
pressing against her cunt. She braced herself, 
whimpering, then groaned as David plunged his cock deep 
into her. 

It was large. Very long, thick, it stretched her as 
much as his hand had done not 10 minutes earlier. May 
groaned, loving the stretched feeling, the abasement, 
the humiliation of knowing a wolf was fucking her. 
David began to thrust in and out of her, his cock 
stretching her even more, humping faster and faster, 
while May gripped the rug beneath her with her fingers 
and hung on, her bottom turned up so as to take as much 
of him as possible. Her cunt was soaking, and she could 
hear a whimpering - which she suddenly realised was 
herself. 

David slowed, not pulling his cock as far out of her 
with each thrust, and she realised, that the base of 
his cock had swollen within her, stretching her even 
more. He slammed into her one last time, the tip of his 
bony cock pressing painfully against her cervix, his 
cock throbbing within her, and with each throb, the 
base of his cock continued to expand, till she honestly 
didn't think she could take much more. It was larger 
than his fist, he was totally locked within her, and 
she felt so full and swollen. 

She unstripped the carpet and slid her hand down to her 
clit, rubbing furiously, her cunt squeezing around the 
wonderful huge cock deep within her, feeling David's 
weight on her back, the warmth of his fur, when he 
pushed that little bit deeper into her, stretching her 
more - and - pushing the tip of his cock through her 
cervix, into her womb. May threw her head back, 
screaming joyfully, her orgasm rushing through her, her 
cunt milking David's wolfcock dry. He gripped her 
shoulder between his powerful jaws, and bit her, 
gently. She shuddered, and collapsed to the ground, 
David falling with her, on top of her, his cock still 
locked to her cunt.

May breathed hard, removing her fingers and hand from 
between her legs, still feeling him inside her. She 
wondered why he hadn't pulled out, and tried to remove 
herself from him by wriggling forward. Then she 
realised - and remembered from watching a documentary 
on TV about dogs, that dogs tie after sex - that David 
was tied to her. She wriggled again, not because she 
wanted to get away, but because she loved the feeling 
of his swollen knot within her, and as her post 
orgasmic oversensitivity subsided, she became aware 
that his cock was pulsating within her - almost like he 
was coming. She looked up at David, crouched above her, 
and he looked at her, panting with his tongue out, then 
licked her face. 

She knew, then, that he still was, and remained still - 
how could she deny him his orgasm? She squeezed her 
muscles, helping him along, and he whined, then, after 
a few minutes, she felt the knot getting smaller and 
eventually, it slipped out of her. David got up and lay 
next to her, licked her face by way of a wolfy kiss, 
then put his head down and sighed. 

May closed her eyes, needing a rest also, and before 
she knew it, sleep had swept over her.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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