Seeking
the Wolf
 In
the
village
of
Gudjik,
the
rumors
were
thick.
The
story
was
told
over
and
over
again
on
that
cold
September
day.
The
night
before,
so
it
was
said,
little
Marija
Dubniczech
had
been
walking
home
from
college
-
just
eighteen
years
old,
a
good
girl
-
and
she
had
been
violently
raped.
But
not
by
an
ordinary
man;
by
a
werewolf.
Or
so
Marija
said.
Some
in
the village believed that she had made up the tale for fear that the real rapist might otherwise attempt to do her harm.
But
Shuka
knew
differently.
For
she
had
been
concealed
in
the
bushes
nearby
when
the
giant
beast
made
his
attack
on
that
witless
little
fool
Marija.
Shuka
had
been
there
in
the
bushes
waiting
for
Mikal
to
come
and
gently
suck
on
and
kiss
her
pussy
and
breasts
as
he
sometimes
did.
Shuka
sucked
on
and
kissed
Mikal's
cock
for
him,
too,
and
the
two
teenagers
found
this
arrangement
to
be
quite
pleasant.
But
Shuka
had
arrived
early,
right
after
school,
and
so
she
had
witnessed
as
a
giant
hairy
wolf-man
caught
and
captured
a
terrified,
screaming Marija, and proceeded to rip off her panties and jab his enormous penis brutally into her young body.
Stupid
Marija
had
wept
and
finally
passed
out
from
the
pain,
but
Shuka
knew
that
if
she
had
been
in
Marija's
place,
she
would
have
enjoyed
it.
And
so
the
next
night,
when
all
the
other
good
little
girls
of
Gudjik
were
tucked
into
their
beds
by
protective
families,
Shuka
left
her
drunk
of
a
mother
alone
in
their
rundown
little
cottage, and ventured out along the lonely East Road, to the meadow where the werewolf had appeared the night before.
There
was
no
sign
of
him,
as
the
pale
full
moon
hung
low
in
the
blue
velvet
night
sky.
Shuka
undressed
herself.
Seventeen
years
old,
she
had
a
voluptuous
body
-
rounded
hips, firm buttocks, large heavy breasts. She was no skinny little twig like Marija - Shuka's body was made for fucking.
Laying
her
cape
on
the
grassy
earth,
Shuka,
nude,
went
down
on
her
hands
and
knees.
She
knew
her
hot
little
cunt
was
giving
off
an
odor
of
arousal.
In
fact,
she
suspected
that
her
cunt-smell
must have been what attracted the werewolf to this spot the night before - only the wolf had come upon Marija first.
Shuka
was
suddenly
so
excited
by
the
thought
that
the
werewolf
could
smell
her
arousal,
her
clit
began
to
throb,
and
a
little
trickle
of hot urine seeped from her and wept down her thigh. She often urinated when very aroused, and she had no idea why.
The
werewolf's
approach
was
so
quiet
that
she
didn't
even
hear
him.
Her
first
inkling
of
his
presence
was
his
hot
breath
panting
against
the
backs
of
her
thighs
and
her
buttocks.
Excited
and
terrified, Shuka held herself very still as the beast's hot breath washed against her tender sopping wet vaginal lips.
The
snuffling
sounds
became
louder,
and
Shuka
supressed
a
moan
as
she
felt
a
fuzzy
snout
nudge
up
between
her
legs.
As
a
wide
soft
tongue
darted
out
and
began
lapping
between
her
legs,
Shuka
moaned
and
shuddered
and
a
hot
gush
of
urine
flooded
out
of
her
and
onto
the
seeking
tongue.
Startled,
the
tongue
momentarily
withdrew
-
and
an
instant
later
returned
with
more
force,
accompanied
by
a
deep
low
growl.
Shuka
moaned
softly,
and arched her back, spreading her legs wider, offering her quivering cunt to the tremendous black beast behind her.
The
werewolf
was
used
to
having
to
lick
the
cunts
of
the
girls
he
raped
in
order
to
make
them
wet
enough
so
that
he
could
fuck
them
without
hurting
his
own
prick.
The
night
before,
he
had
thought
he
smelled
aroused
pussy,
and
so
he
had
not
licked
the
girl
before
shoving
his
cock
into
her.
It
had
been
a
nasty
surprise,
her
dry
virginal
tightness,
and the werewolf had angrily raped her violently, to make her bleed so that her blood would ease his sliding in and out.
He
wouldn't
take
the
chance
of
chafing
his
cock
again.
He
licked
the
trembling
cunt
before
him,
despite
the
way
she
peed
herself
in
excitement,
and
then
he
worked
to
force
his
tongue
into
her
seeping
slit
-
pleased
when
he
felt
her maidenhead against the tip of his tongue. She was sobbing in pleasure by now, and the werewolf was out of patience.
His
giant
12"
cock, purple-red, had emerged from its sheath, and he was ready to poke it up into the cunt of this trembling girl.
Shuka
was
both
terrified
and
highly
aroused,
and
when
she
felt
the
warm
soft
tongue
withdraw
from
her
pulsating
cunt,
she
knew
IT
was
about
to
happen.
She
shuddered
as
she
felt
the
beast's
massive
10-foot-tall
hairy
body
covering
her
tiny
pale
one.
She
saw
his
thick
arms
to
either
side
of
her,
holding
him
above
her.
She
closed
her
eyes
and
mewled
in
fear
when
she
felt
his
massive
jaws
close
on
the back of her neck. The wolf growled and held her firmly in place as his hot hard prick began poking between her legs.
The
heated
tip
poked
through
her
curly
pubic
hair
and
bumped
against
her
hard
little
clit
-
twice.
Shuka
yelped
and
then
moaned.
The
werewolf
shifted
his
hips,
and
the
tip
of
his
prick
dragged
downwards,
between
her
throbbing
open
pussylips,
and
found
the
small
opening
of
her
wet
cunt.
Growling,
his
hot
breath
washing
against
the
back
of
her
neck,
his
teeth
digging
in
just
a
little,
the
werewolf
bowed
his
back
upwards,
and
pressed
with
his
hips,
forcing
the
pointed
tip
of
his
massively
thick
prick
into
her
quivering
hole.
Once
he
had
the
head
of
his
cock
lodged
inside
her
clinging
wet
tightness,
he
gripped
her
hips
with
his
clawed
hands,
and
viciously
lunged
his
hips
forward,
fucking
his
massive
prick deep up into her body, penetrating her all the way to her cervix as she screeched and trembled beneath him.
But
she
didn't
dare
move,
for
even
though
the
giant
prick
forcing
its
way
up
into
her
tight sheath caused her to feel a burning agony, his teeth against her neck and his hands at her hips held her still.
The
beast
began
stabbing
her
cunt
viciously
with
his
swollen
throbbing
prick,
sawing
it
in
and
out
of
her
slick
little
pussy,
forcing
himself
into
her
all
the
way
to the thick root of his cock, then jerking his hips to probe and prod her soft insides with his fiercely hard prick.
After
jamming
her
repeatedly
for
what
seemed
like
hours,
the
beast
finally
growled
hard,
and
slammed
into
her
as
deeply
as
he
could
go,
yanking
her
hips
back
onto
him,
his
entire
body
stiff
as
his
huge
prick
throbbed
and
spurted
his lava-hot cum into her tight little cunt, blasting into her in eight hot gushes that triggered her own climax.
Shuka passed out.
When
she
woke,
she
was
lying
on
her
back
on
her
cloak
in
the
meadow.
Her
plump
thighs
were
coated
with
cooling
sticky
werewolf
cum
and
her
own
virgin's
blood.
The
sticky
mixture
pooled
beneath
her
as
well.
A
dark
shadow
loomed
above
her.
She
thought
it
was
the
wolf,
but
really
it
was
Gadiz,
the
town drunk. He peered down at her with rheumy eyes. He stank to high heaven. There was a tent in the front of his pants.
Shuka
closed her eyes, and slid her legs wide apart. In the moonlight, her swollen, bloodied, cum-coated cunt glistened.
Gadiz
hurriedly
pulled
his
pants
down,
and
fell
on
top
of
the
voluptuous,
cum-covererd
beauty
on
the
ground.
His
cock
was
filthy
but
it
was
very
hard
and
he
immediately
inserted
it
into
her
swollen,
sopping
hole,
and
began
grunting
as
he
sawed
in
and
out
of
her
wet,
squishing
hole.
When
the
girl
arched
beneath
him
and moaned as she came, Gadiz's cock jerked and he spurted and spewed his hot semen into her clamping, spasming hole.
Before
morning,
Gadiz
left
her
and
came
back
with
Olaf,
the
baker,
who
often
gave
Gadiz
free
bread.
Olaf,
Shuka's
uncle,
nevertheless
fell
atop
the
nearly
unconscious
girl,
and fucked her wet pussy for all he was worth, stabbing his cock deeply into her until he came in her sticky passage.
After that, Gadiz had her again, and then Olaf once more.
The
next
morning,
as
Shuka
stumbled
home
just
after
dawn,
the
scent
of
her
cunt
caused
all
the dogs in town to raise their heads and howl loudly. Shuka smiled when she heard them, reminded of her lupine lover.
Author: Chitra |
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