The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

The date of the next full moon was easily determined by a look at a calendar, and they both agreed that would be the night they got together. An invitation the couple happily extended to Rhonda was eagerly accepted, and all three people cryptically wrote the information on their appointment calendars. When that evening arrived, Molly drove to her friend’s apartment and returned home with her. They entered the house and began making necessary preparations in their bedroom.

The queen-sized bed was pushed against the wall, and the mattress was placed on the floor in the open space created. Rather than use the bed, they preferred the lower elevation, because there was always the possibility they would fall off during their wild gyrations, and the resulting injuries would be a problem to explain to the paramedics. The mattress was covered with a plastic protector and a fitted sheet, and several pillows and four oven mitts lay on top.

Rhonda and Richard moved the dresser in front of the door and, while Molly knelt on the mattress and gave directions, they tilted the mirror so they would be able to watch themselves the way she and Richard always like to do. With those preparations complete, all three of them removed every stitch of clothing and sat on the mattress to await the transformation.

“It’s happening,” Richard announced a few minutes later.

Rhonda watched in amazement as the man’s hands became long, hairy lupine feet, and a thick coat of coarse black and white and gray fur spread itself all over his body. Richard’s rather pudgy face elongated into a snout and, a few minutes after the beginning of the transformation, a large, young wolf stood before them. Molly tied the oven mitts onto all four of his paws, explaining they were to protect their tender skins from his claws. He would not hurt either of them deliberately, but his movements sometimes grew quite frantic when he was close to climaxing. When Richard was ready for action, he moved close to their guest, sniffed at her pussy, and raised his head to look into her eyes with an inquiring look on his face.

“Just relax and lie on your back,” Molly directed her friend. “He likes to start with your nipples.”

Rhonda did as her friend suggested, and was immediately glad she had. The werewolf moved in closer and started stroking her lush breasts with his long, tongue. The wet, pink giver of pleasure was not abrasive but, like all canines, Richard in his wolf form has a myriad of tiny fleshy knobs on his tongue, giving it a roughened texture. When those knobs caressed Rhonda’s nipples, they were like thousands of miniature fingers gently massaging two of the most sensitive parts of her body. After a few minutes of switching back and forth between the erect nubbins, her upper body was squirming on the bed and she was cooing from the intense pleasure.

It quickly got even better. Richard’s sharp teeth and pointed snout make it imprudent for him to take a breast into his mouth and suck on it, but he was perfectly able to lick his way down Rhonda’s sexy body. When he reached the source of the juices whose aroma had been so alluring, the wolf pressed his nose against her clit while his tongue mopped all the nectar from her legs and crotch. In his human form, Richard enjoys the flavor and aroma of fresh pussy juices but, with his much keener lupine senses, they were hundreds of times more delectable.

Spread your pussy lips for him,” Molly advised her friend.

Rhonda took those directions and, seconds later, was elated at what started happening. Richard pressed the narrow tip of his tongue against the small opening she was creating for him and thrust forward. The thick, muscular organ slowly forced a penetration and burrowed into Rhonda’s most private place, sending immense waves of incredible joy crashing through her body.

“Uh! Uh!” she whimpered in bliss, as Richard’s tongue caressed all the most sensitive spots inside her pussy while his nose massaged her clit.

Rhonda’s pussy has experienced a multitude of tongues and cocks and dildos and vibrators and fingers, but none of them has ever given her as much of a thrill as Richard’s tongue was doing. It was as long as any of the other things, and much more supple, and moved around, the tiny knobs caressing sensitive places she didn’t even know she had. Sometimes Richard drew his tongue from her, so he could feast on the fresh juices she was producing, but he always thrust it back in after finishing his repast.

After a few minutes of this treatment, unique in her experience, Rhonda’s body was thrashing about on the mattress. Molly grinned at the antics of her friend, and assumed she was the winner of whatever competition for far out sexual adventures they might have been having. Rhonda wasn’t thinking of that just then; she was concentrating too much on the tremendous orgasm she could feel approaching, much like a volcano preparing to erupt.

“Oh! OH!” she cried when it exploded. She grabbed Richard’s head and her body started rolling from side to side while her legs waved in the air.

Richard was glad Rhonda was holding his head, because it kept his nose and mouth where they belonged, pressed tightly against her delightful pussy and his tongue inside where the juices were at their freshest. He knew when she climaxed, because all her muscles clenched, before she sagged happily back against the mattress. After her orgasm, he pulled his tongue out and used it to sluice all her fresh nectar into his mouth, followed by thrusting it back in and applying the same motion that had been so much fun for them both when they started.

Before Rhonda joined them that night, Richard and Molly had discussed what they would do, and had decided he would eat her pussy until she climaxed at least twice, followed by fucking her to as many orgasms as she reached before his climax. After that, he would do the same for his wife, and then it would be their visitor’s turn again, and then Molly’s. As a human, he couldn’t even hope to accomplish so much but, as a wolf, he was young and virile, and the only limitations were that he would retain his lupine form as long as the full moon remained in the sky, but no longer than that.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

While lying on her back and thinking of what a tremendous sexual experience she had just had, and what a fantastic orgasm, Rhonda realized Richard’s tongue was burrowing its way into her pussy again. The long, agile organ was once again caressing all her hot spots and his nose was massaging her clit, the hottest of all. She could already feel her pleasure level mounting, and knew it would result in another orgasm, maybe as monumental as the first.

“Ooooo, Richard, that was fabulous!” she murmured. “And it still is! Keep your tongue where it is, you’re gonna make me cum again.”

He needed no urging, and pressed forward, squeezing his tongue as deeply as he could into the wet pink hole that was being offered to him. The juices were just as delicious as they had been before, and the fragrance just as pleasing to his nostrils. Eagerly, he twisted and squirmed his tongue in the tight place that was so delightful to all his lupine senses, including that of hearing, because he really liked hearing the sounds of pleasure Rhonda was making.

“Uh! Uh! Uh!” she whimpered, while her arms flailed the mattress and her body thrashed about. “Oh, my god, that’s good.”

It was good for Richard too, because he loved the aroma and flavor of Rhonda’s pussy, and he loved giving pleasure to a sexy woman such as his wife’s friend. He continued twitching his head around, rubbing her swollen clit with his nose while his tongue reached places not even the biggest cocks or dildos ever had. He continued giving immense pleasure to himself and the sexy woman until she started cumming again.

“Oh! Oh!” she cried out as the second eruption began. Once again, her hands clutched the head that was giving her such exquisite pleasure, and her body tossed and bucked around on the mattress. When her orgasm overwhelmed her, Rhonda’s whole body spasmed, and she emitted a cry of ecstasy before sagging back onto the bed.

The werewolf enjoyed another feast of her fresh juices before moving slightly back from Rhonda. Richard had immensely enjoyed everything about eating her pussy, and expected to do it a couple more times, but his own needs were paramount just then. After waiting a month since the previous full moon, he was horny and wanted very badly to fuck the pussy that had already been such a thrill to him. The flavor and the aroma had made him even more needful that she was.

Molly was aware of her husband’s needs and his horniness. “When you catch your breath,” she said to her friend, “get up on all fours. You’re about to get the best fucking of your life.”

Until seeing Richard’s transformation, Rhonda still had some doubts about what her friend had told her about Richard, but they were totally gone. While Molly checked the oven mitts on her husband’s paws, she sat up and gazed at his cock. It was big and pink, had completely cleared its furry sheath, and was one of the longest she had ever seen. It was not as thick as some of the human cocks that had been in her pussy, but the big swelling at the base looked like nothing she had ever seen. Smiling in anticipation of that big lump against her clit, she eagerly got to her hands and knees, pulled some pillows under her torso, and got ready for another new and incredible sexual experience.

She didn’t have to wait long. Less than a minute after getting into position, Rhonda felt the mitt-covered front paws on her hips and, seconds later, the hard tip of a canine cock seeking entry to her pussy. She couldn’t see what has happening, but Molly was holding Richard’s cock to guide it to the wet hole that lusted for it. Once the tip made the initial penetration, he needed no help, and the horny werewolf gave a strong thrust, wedging the next five inches into the pussy that awaited it.

“Oh!” Rhonda blurted, surprised at suddenly having so much hard cock inside her, but her surprise immediately gave way to delight. “Give it to me!” she urged the wielder of that cock.

Richard said nothing; he simply moving his front paws farther up on the dark-skinned woman kneeling under him, driving his cock more deeply into her. He had always admired the sexiness of his wife’s friend, and was happy to have the opportunity to do more than just look at her. The knot at the base of his cock had reached the entrance to her pussy, and he instinctively wanted to wedge its thickness into her. For better leverage, his hind legs curled around the lady’s thighs, and he pulled back with them and with his front paws on her shoulders while trying to drive his cock in even more deeply.