#i wanted to say hump his HAIRY ass but i kept that part to myself

[fyodior]

oh to press him face down into the bed, yank his pants down and hump his ass

[neptunusscribit]

"Please, I want to fuck you," he finally confessed. I had him flustered, pinned to a wall, and it took him all of thirty seconds to break down like that. Of course I wouldn't let him get off that easily, but it was nice to know. I removed my leg from between his thighs and leaned back slightly, looking him in the eyes. "Say it again," I commanded.

His resolve waivered. "P- please can I fuck you?"

I shook my head in mock confusion. "Now that's not what you said originally."

He swallowed a whimper and took a second to build up some courage. Firmer this time, he spoke: "I want to fuck you. I want to fuck your brains out, and I want to cum inside of you."

A little corny, but we could work with that. I grinned and let his hands go from where I had been holding them, above his head. He was a bit taller and stronger than I was so I know he had been letting me pin him. I let him wrap his arms around me as he pulled me in for a kiss, and he showed off that strength enough that I almost considered letting him take me there like he had asked.

One hand behind my head, another on the small of my back (quickly reaching lower), he made his desire known through every motion. He kissed me deeply, and after some time his tongue parted my lips. I let him have his fun, let him feel in control, until I pulled away to focus my attention down his chin, his neck. I pulled his shirt off to work my way down his chest, leaving a kiss every inch. I knelt, teasing along his waistband. I felt his fingers tangle in my hair and grinned, knowing what he expected.

I quickly undid the button, then the zipper to his tight pants. Soon I revealed what I was after. I had him take them the rest of the way off, and from the way he stood I know he would have done anything for me then. I took his cock in my hands, hard already, and gave it a few tentative strokes. I kissed my way up the length, lingering on the head, and watched it twitch. I felt his grip on my head flex with every contact, and his breath grew deeper as I progressed.

After a few moments I stopped, leaning back, and performed a more thorough inspection. I pulled it to one side, the the other, stretching the skin here and there. I lifted it up and grinned when it twitched. When he finally looked down, confused, I responded with an overdramatic sigh. "This isn't going to work. You're just too hairy." He wasn't actually, but it was the best I could do on short notice. A pause, then I acted like I had suddenly come up with an idea. "Oh, I know! Come with me." Dumbfounded, he followed me into my bathroom. I thought about pulling him along by his dick, but I figured that would be too forward. I wanted to give him the feeling that he was still in charge, for now.

During the whole process, I acted like it would only take a second, a momentary interruption in an otherwise-routine hookup. I had him stand, fully nude, as I sat on a stool and inspected him, manicure scissors in hand. He looked at me awkwardly, not sure what to do with his hands. Eventually he held them behind his back, but I couldn't help noticing he stayed extremely hard during the process. I trimmed the hair back from around his shaft, taking each tuft and cutting it about a quarter-inch away from the skin. I trimmed down around his balls, giving them firm tugs to keep the skin taut. He especially perked up at that, but continued to trust me through the process without a word. For my part, I made little satisfied noises every time I cleared an area, or sat back to admire my handiwork. Though I took my time, eventually I finished. And I must say, I did a damn fine job.

"And now for the shower!" I clapped, which must have cought him even more off-guard.

"The... shower?"

"Of course. Otherwise that hair will get all over the place!" I made a face that was partly conciliatory, partly a dare to question me. He decided not to. I turned on the shower and swept up the floor, leaving him to stand there uncomfortably. That would put him in the right mindset. I took off my clothes, and it must have taken him a second to realize that I was getting in there with him. He seemed to like that idea, and also the fact that I was stripping in front of him. I tried not to be too sexy about it, it wasn't for his pleasure after all, but a little teasing could always be had.

After the water was warm, I lead him into the shower and positioned him under the stream. It was gentle, flowing through his hair and leaving rivulets down his chest. He looked at me, and I leaned in to kiss him. Both naked, our wet bodies pressed together, his breath mingled with mine in a long kiss. Eventually I leaned back, smiling, and lathered up my hands with a cotton-scented body wash. I started at his neck, running suds over his collarbone, and slowly worked my way down each arm. I coated his wrists, palms, and between his fingers before the water rushed it all away. I got more soap for his chest, and turned him around to get his back as well. He pressed his hands against the side off the shower as I knelt to wash his legs, consciously skipping the part we had come in here to clean. I worked my way up and down each leg, from his toes to his upper thigh, before finally wrapping my hands around his cock. It had started to droop, but the slick soap on my hands quickly rectified that. I had him worked up again in no time, breathing heavy with the occasional moan. I had him rinse off before I pushed him against the shower wall and took him into my mouth for a long moment, eliciting a long, deep moan.

I grinned and stood up, shutting off the water and grabbing a towel. He was still struck from the pleasure and let me towel him off, bit by bit. When I felt done I stood up straight, cocked my head and looked at him, asking "didn't you want to fuck me, baby?" He nodded weakly, but I could tell the pampering had done its job. This time I did take him by the cock, leading him out into the bedroom, where I pushed him onto the bed. "Well then I'd better hear you start begging."

He made a whimpering noise, trying to find the words as I held his arms down above his head. Funny how we kept coming back to that pose, despite his strength. I guess he just needed to beg a little harder.

"Please let me fuck you. Please, baby. I need it so bad. Please, please, please..."

I looked back at him, unimpressed. I leaned back, straddled over his dick, and began to touch myself with my free hand. "Is this what you want, baby?" I spread my lips and held them directly above his dick, tantalizingly close. "This right here? If you want to fuck my pussy, all you have to do is show me how badly you want it."

He whimpered again, trying to find the words, but I saved him the trouble. I slid my body up and placed my thighs on either side of his head, lowering myself down on his mouth. He took to it eagerly, knowing exactly what I meant. His tongue lapped at my clit eagerly, and I adjusted the pressure by grinding against his face. I released his hands, holding them against my hips for stability. "Oh, that's such a good pet, so eager, so ready. You must want to fuck me so bad, baby. Look at how wet you are. You're humping the air while I hump your face. Absolutely adorable." My breath hitched a few times as I continued the teasing praise, when he hit a spot particularly well or when my own shivers started. Eventually I was close, and I gripped his hair for even more leverage as I felt him speed up. Soon enough my whole body quaked, my thighs tightened around his head and my hips stopped rocking. I rode out wave after wave of pleasure on his face, murmuring the occasional moan or "good boy."

When I was good and satisfied, I released him from between my legs. I laid beside him, running my fingers down his chest. I even traced a few lines up and down his cock before looking back up to his needy face.

"Please," he whispered, and I pretended not to hear. I simply ran a finger over his nipple, mindlessly toying with him.

"Please, I want to fuck you," he said louder. I looked up to his face and considered.

"You're sure you can be a good boy about it?"

"Yes, I'll do anything." Anything is a dangerous thing, but unfortunately I didn't have the wherewithal to test those limits right now. While riding his face had been nice, I truly did need him inside of me.

I grinned. "Well then what are you waiting for? Get on over here and fuck me."

He seemed hesitant, unsure if it was a trick, but he got up and moved between my legs anyways.

I prodded slightly. "What is it, baby? Didn't you want my pussy? Didn't you want to grab me and take me? What was it- to fuck my brains out?"

Emboldened, he pulled my legs up and slid himself towards my entrance.

I pushed even further. "Oh, won't you be a good boy and fuck me? Don't you just want to grab my hips and go wild? Don't you just want to use my body like a toy? Be a good boy and-"

That was all it took, before he was inside of me. And truly, it had been an excellent decision to rile him up. He pushed my knees to my chest, opening me up for him, and slid deep inside on the first thrust. I was more than wet enough, which was good because he had no intention of stopping. After he settled into a rhythm, I began to prod again. "Aren't you such, such a good boy, fucking me so deep, don't you just want to grab my hair, oh thank you baby, such an obedient boy, oh can't you kiss me, mmm, good little pet, don't you just want to flip me over and spank me, don't you want to push my face into the bed while you pound me from behind, isn't that what you want?"

And sure enough, he did. I felt a hand flip me over so I was on all fours, his dick back inside me with only a moment's pause. I could only tease him for a moment after that, as my face was surrounded by pillows, so I took the opportunity to reward him with moans and whimpers, one for each thrust. I felt him place a firm handprint on my ass before using it as a grip for his frantic thrusts. I felt him pound me deeper and deeper into the bed until I was nearly prone. I felt him grunt, his legs clench, before pulling my body deep over his cock one last time. I felt him spill out inside of me, and I felt his relief as he did do. I turned my head to the side for the praise: "Such a good boy, such an obedient little thing. So happy to fuck me exactly the way I want, so needy to give me what I desire. Such a good thing." I felt him continue to twitch inside of me, the praise not going unanswered.

He held me like that until he had his fill, before we curled up and I continued my praises with him in my embrace. "Such a pretty thing, lost in the heat of fucking me, weren't you so cute. Of course we'll have to do it again, if only you continue to prove so obedient. You were so adorable, maybe we should get you a leash, then you can follow my instructions exactly, oh yes wouldn't that be nice..."

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Dalkr and the Werewolf of Fever Swamp Part 2

 I had woken up several hours later, I stirred slightly grunting softly. I could feel my ass, still sore from the previous endeavors. I grunted and groaned, trying to make sense of what has happened in the past few hours.

   But it had all came back to me in a flash, the werewolf, the fucking, the breeding, the musk. Yes, it all was there again now. I looked at myself, trying to figure out where exactly I was. I could feel warmth though, a comforting warmth at least. I looked at myself and noticed something laying on top of me.

      It was a pair of gym shorts, strong mad musk filled. I noticed the cum stain that occupied the crotch area. I took the shorts, smirking slightly. I pressed the fabric of the blue shorts against my nose and inhaled. Yes, the sweet strong musk of the werewolf was still there.

     I heard something and it caused me to be slightly startled. My eyes flickered about trying to adjust to the low dim light of the area. I had noticed I was in a cave of sorts. There was a fire burning brightly and a spit with a thick chunk of meat stuck upon it.

     I walked toward it to analyze what it was. My stomach soon gurgles in a complaint. I decide to rip a bit off of the meat and sniffed. It smelt of deer. The meat was rather chewy and tasted quite nice actually. I devoured half the thing when I heard something.

    I turned and saw the werewolf at the entrance of the cave. He was naked, considering his shorts had been laid on the floor where I had found myself lying earlier. The werewolf snarled slightly and strode toward where his shorts were.

    He slipped the cum stained pants back on him and grinned wide, his eyes flashed toward me and grinned. He pointed to the cooking meat as if suggesting me to eat more. So I did, not minding the meat at all. He watched me eat as he laid himself down on the cave floor.

     Once I had finished my share of the meat, the beast growled slightly in a seductive like manner. He motioned me to move toward him, which of course I did. I saw the werewolf spreading his legs, those handsome gym shorts tenting up with a large wolf cock bulge.

     The werewolf snarled lustfully, I drew closer toward him. My heart thudded heavily against my chest. I could smell the strong musky scent that radiated from him. I got onto my knees and my head soon was between his legs. I smothered myself in those musky trunks of his.

    The wolf exhaled sharply, growling and snarling, lips curling and showing off those sharp glistening fangs of his. I kept stifling myself between his legs, his scent was so intoxicating. I could feel my cock rising between my legs, which made me realize that I was still butt naked, no clothes at all.

    I barely noticed considering that my fur is thick and a crimson red hue. He smirked wide and bucked his hips forward, causing that large bulge of his to grind against my face. Although the werewolf didn't appear to speak English, his body language was pretty clear.

    I took my time to adjust myself to a more comfortable position between the werewolf's legs. My hands began to feel him up once more. Oh, how I missed the feel of his form. My fingers traced through the thick layers of fur. My face grinds itself eagerly against his gym short covered crotch.

    The werewolf produced loud grunts and growls of pleasure. Soon enough though, I decided to stop what I was doing. He growled a warning as if he knew that I had stopped and wanted me to continue. But of course, I was defiant. Even if my lover was a vicious werewolf, he didn't startle me a bit.

    I began to lick the Werewolf's very hairy legs. Slowly sliding my tongue across the beast's flesh until at last, I came to his large lupine feet. He had sharp claws that extended from each of his toes, again they didn't bother me one bit. In fact, my fingers began to glide upon the glossy surface of those claws.

    I had always been attracted to the feeling of dog claws, they felt so smooth to the touch. These large talons were basically the same, just a bit more sinister. I kept my fingers caressing those large talons. I even sometimes allowed them to glide across my face even.

     I took the werewolf's foot paw and began to smother it against my face. I sniffed and took in the aroma of the beast's smelly feet. My cock twitched eagerly between my legs. I kept licking the soles of the werewolf's foot paws, I enjoyed the sweet savory taste they contained.

    The wolf growled and grunted in pleasure, but then began to notice my own body. He took in the fact that I was a pretty handsome fellow too. I had strong muscles, maybe not as strong as his of course, but still. I had bulky biceps and a well-defined chest. My abdomen was pretty shaped out as well.

    The wolf got himself up, and then I laid myself flat on my back. The wolf crawled on top of me, his muzzle pressed firmly against my groin. It began to glide toward my chest, sniffling loudly. I grunted and stifled a moan. The wolf was now face to face with me.

    He grinned, revealing those sharp pointy fangs. He pressed his muzzle against my own, we both began to make out. His paws roamed over my canine form, I grunt and moan in pleasure as his paws soon ended up grabbing my stiff erection. I sprawled out, arms over my head.

    My armpits were exposed, and the scent of them seemed to have gotten the Werewolf's attention. His nostrils flared and began to sniff, his muzzle moving toward them. He soon came to the first pit valley. He inhaled and murred loudly, his own cock throbbing in his shorts.

     I smirk wide and kept my arms suspended enough for the wolf to indulge himself in my armpit musk. The werewolf's nose was cold against my pit, I exhaled sharply and moaned more and more with each sniff the beast gave to it. The beast smirked wide and produced and almost human chuckle.

     He began to move upward some more until at last, his crotch was right in my face. Oh those damn hot gym shorts, they looked so handsome on the werewolf. I buried myself in the fabric yet again, my nostrils flared and took in all the manly scent that radiated off the beast.

     The werewolf humped slightly, pressing his groin harshly onto my face. I whimpered some more, my cock was throbbing by now, thick layers of precum were leaking out from the opening, like a volcano threatening to erupt.

     The werewolf above me growled and snarled. I grabbed both sides of his shorts and yanked them up to his knees. His thick canine dick pulled out and slapped me in the face. I exhaled sharply at the strong musk that came from it. I grabbed those thick balls of his and slapped them against my face.

    SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, those thick juicy werewolf balls went. They were so full of semen that I could squeeze them and the Werewolf on top of me let out a long lustful howl of pleasure. A thick bead of precum shoots from the male's cock slit. I grin wide and kept those werewolf balls firmly in my grasp.

    I grab the tip of the werewolf's appendage with my other hand, mouth opening and the cock began to slide into my warm moist cavern once again. I began to nurse on it, sucking it with tight puckered up lips. The beast let out a series of growls and snarls of pleasure.

     The werewolf began to buck his hips into my mouth, face fucking me again.  I could feel that huge penis of his drive itself deep into my mouth. I keep it open, lips still hugging the sides of the penis as it went in and out of my mouth. He had pressed so hard against my face, that his groin practically rubbed against my nose.

    The Werewolf continued to make bestial noises of pleasure, he loved the feeling of my mouth enveloping around his member. He pulled himself back, then looked at me with those lust filled eyes. He licked his chops greedily. "Mine," He manages to say to me, in a growly tone of voice.

    This was the first time that I had actually heard the brute talk. "Mine," He said again motioning to my body. I gave a nod of my head, smiling slightly. "All yours,' I responded. The werewolf gave a sinister almost sadistic like grin. He then commenced to lower himself back toward my groin.

      The werewolf was soon upon my dick. His cold wet nose gliding across its surface, sniffing. I moaned softly and the beast opened his mouth. Those sharp fangs glistened slightly, but they didn't touch the skin of my cock. Instead, he started to use those lips. They puckered and locked around my plump penis.

     The feel of the werewolf's mouth around my own canine cock caused my entire body to shudder and shake. The beast maneuvered himself till his own legs were once over on my face, a 69 position. I beamed wide, that thick throbbing werewolf dick was so hard not to pass up. My mouth opens and swallows it down.

     The thick canine dick in my mouth pulsated and throbbed. Thick layers of precum kept oozing out from it and it tasted wonderful. I began to deep throat the massive member. Shoving it as far back into my mouth as I could. I sucked hard, my lips tightly clenched around it, the beast began to face fuck me.

     The werewolf's hips continued to thrust into me, I moaned loudly feeling the cock grind against the sides of my muzzle. I loved the feeling of it squirming and pulsating inside my moistened cavern. I kept engulfing it, my tongue wrapping around the sides of it.

     The werewolf's mouth grasps my own penis, thick and throbbing as it was. The canine penis slipped inside the massive wet cavern that belonged to the beast. More savage growls issued from those lips till they tightly clenched around it.

    I let out a series of muffled moans. I could feel the werewolf's tongue eagerly wrap around my penis, I found myself soon thrusting deep into the werewolf's mouth. The werewolf also began to do the same, we both began to face fuck each other, and it was rather erotic. I could feel his cock maneuvering inside my mouth, grinding against the walls and roof of it.

   My tongue was neatly wrapped up around it like a snake climbing a tree. I could taste the stream of hot precum that oozed from the penis of the beast. I could also feel it throbbing and threaten to release. My eyes shifted themselves toward the massive knot that was displayed before me.

     The werewolf growled and grunted with lustful desire, I could feel it in his body that he was near climax. The werewolf grabbed my hips and shoved my own dick down his gullet, I gasp and arched my back. I cried out loud and busted my load down him. The white wolf seed flooded the werewolf's throat.

     The werewolf did one final thrust as well. I could feel that knot stretching my lips apart and it went right into my mouth. I could feel the thick wads of werewolf cum gushing out from his cum slit and down my throat. I choked on some of it, it leaked out from my mouth but I swallowed the rest of it.

     The werewolf's body quivered and whimpers issued from his cock filled muzzle. The werewolf took out my dick and smirked wide at me, I could feel him yank that big werewolf penis out from my muzzle. I grunt softly and got myself up, tongue lolling out from my mouth.

   The beast got up and walked up toward me. He pressed my back against the stone floor of the cave and pressed his firm body against my own. I gasp and let out a soft moan. Our muzzles joined together as one, intensely making out with each other.

    My paws eagerly reach behind his back and feel his muscular form as it presses against my own. I could feel his penis grinding against my groin, it made me shiver more and more. Oh, how I was so madly in love with this monster.

    The werewolf had placed on his shorts once more, and then sat against the wall, spreading his legs, pointing toward the bulging shorts. He knew that I loved smothering myself between his legs, he knew very well.

    I walked toward him and smirked. I laid myself on my stomach, head right between his legs. I began to press my face eagerly into those stinky smelly wolf shorts of his. I inhaled the sweet intoxicating aroma of bestial musk. The feeling of the fabric of those shorts rubbing against me felt freaking amazing, I was in heaven.