The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“It’s not that unusual,” Brigitte said. “It’s a fairly common sexual fantasy among humans to see your spouse have sex with someone else.”

“But not wolves?” I asked.

“We look at sex differently, and always have. Fidelity isn’t expected as part of our mating. That’s the main difference. We know we’ll see our mates have sex with others. It’s not at all taboo.”

“Do you have any juice left?” I asked Conor.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Of course.”

“Show me.”

Conor showed me he had lots of juice left, which Brigitte cleaned out of me. Sweet.

******

Tuesday was an almost exact repetition of Monday. Conor bred Melinda twice in the morning after our run, while Brigitte and I worked on our martial arts in the back yard. He bred her twice more in the afternoon while Brigitte and I had sex, then Martin watched Conor and his wife fuck again after supper before Martin reclaimed her, while Conor showed me what I was missing by only having Brigitte with me in the bed.

Wednesday would have been the same except I became fertile around two in the afternoon. So instead of watching Conor fuck his wife, Martin, and everyone else, watched Conor fuck me as a wolf, the first possible time I might fulfill my bargain. I did it facing the wolf for the first time, slid to the edge of the bed, with Brigitte holding my legs up and open so Martin could enter me. It took two or three stabs of his cock for him to find my fertile opening. Finding it, he drove forward until he was deep inside of me and I felt him knot.

One thing I noticed this time as opposed to the first time, because it was all so new, was how Conor’s cock seemed slightly warmer to me as a wolf than a human.

“What’s the internal temperature of a wolf?” I asked her. “His cock seems warmer to me, but it’s not much.”

“It averages about a hundred and one with a degree fluctuation on either side. Indoors like this without a lot of exertion it’s probably on the low side.”

As he plunged, jerking my hips with each powerful thrust, I stroked his muzzle and fondled his ears. We remained locked together even after his climax. He wanted to howl. He raised his snout as if to howl, but nothing issued forth from his throat. It was much different down below where our genitals were locked together. There, large quantities of cum bathed the interior of my loins, and his knot kept us together while his seed attempted to do its work on the egg vacating my ovaries. We remained locked for fifteen minutes after he ejaculated, until he shifted, and it was Conor, the man, filling my pussy, finally pulling out.

Martin and Melinda found reason to depart suddenly, and we could hear them going at it in their bedroom. Conor cleaned up after himself, but only the outside. The interior soaked in his wolfie cum.

Brigitte had been turned on by our spectacle, and needed an injection of her own, so six times Conor stepped up to the plate and hit a home run, and only Brigitte’s deposit was a total waste.

We were returning from our run when two Wisconsin wolves, one in his human form and another bitch in wolf shape, showed up at Martin’s door to take over protection detail while Brigitte and I left.

The wolf whined as soon as the bitch smelled Melinda.

“Congratulations,” Brigitte told Melinda. “You’re pregnant.”

“You’re joking,” Melinda said.

“Not at all,” Brigitte said. “Carol, the wolf bitch smells it. You’re definitely knocked up, probably since early Tuesday. Since you’re no longer fertile and having a human child, your wolf protective detail can leave now. You might want to call Martin and give him the good news.”

Melinda gave Conor a huge hug. “Thank you, Conor. I wish you’d be one of those to breed me for the pack. I enjoyed myself more than I expected.

“You’re welcome. It was my pleasure.”

I also gave Melinda a congratulatory hug, then we packed up all of our things and went back to my parents’ house, the three of us, as Melinda shared the good news with her husband.

When we arrived home, and all of us walked in, my parents were surprised.

“I thought you were staying through Friday?” Mom said.

“We planned to,” I replied, “but a wolf smelled that Melinda was already pregnant. If we continued staying, Conor would have just been having sex with Martin’s wife for no purpose.”

“I’m not sure either of them were all that upset once it happened,” Brigitte said. “Martin seemed to enjoy watching, and Melinda certainly seemed to enjoy the sex.”

Mom and Dad looked at each other.

Eric was the first of the expected guests to arrive.

“How old are you?” I asked. “Am I robbing the cradle or fucking a fossil?”

“A hundred and four years old.”

“I’m definitely fucking a fossil then.”

“Are you ready to start?”

“Just waiting for a couple other potential breeders who want to see what it would be like.”

Brenda was the first to arrive and she was pleased to see Conor was there as I told her he wouldn’t be. She was without Tommy, Jr., and asked if she could spend the night, since her grandparents had him for the night. I told her she could if she helped wash and change the sheets in the spare bedroom. Gretchen was there right at ten. She greeted the women with a kiss. I introduced them both to Eric, as my local breeder.

I told Gretchen that if she wanted to spend the night, she was welcome to. “My idea is that Brenda might want to spend the night with both Conor and Eric. You could spend the night with Brigitte and me.” Gretchen quickly agreed.

My parents stayed downstairs while the rest of us went to my room. We all removed our clothes. Brenda was happy to see that Eric looked every bit as promising as a lover as Conor was. Eric shifted to wolf. Brenda sat on Conor’s erection on a chair beside the bed to watch. Gretchen sat in the other chair we’d set up, but Brigitte’s human was licking her pussy as she watched.

“My wolfie, what a big cock you have,” I said, mimicking Little Red Riding Hood. Eric yipped softly.

I got on my hands and knees and Eric mounted me from behind. As soon as he was deep inside of me, I felt him knot. I described to my friends what was happening, so they’d know what to expect when it was their turn. My breeding, in addition to the pleasure they were receiving from their two werewolf lovers had them cumming as often as I was. I made sure to tell them, so they wouldn’t be afraid of mating a wolf.

A good fifteen minutes later, I felt Eric flood my pussy with his wolf cum.

“As a wolf, there’s even more cum than there while in their human form,” I said. “They remain knotted for some time after ejaculation to keep their semen trapped inside your womb, the better to make you pregnant, my dear,” still carrying the Riding Hood theme.

Not only did Eric remain knotted, he developed another erection, and began to fuck me again, which I also described.

“What if you begin to get sore?” Gretchen asked.

“If you tell them to stop, they can shift to their human form, as they don’t develop a knot as a human, and slip out of you,” I replied. “They still have manners as a wolf. They won’t rape you, or continue past your pain threshold.”

“Does it hurt?” Brenda asked

“It’s a very full feeling,” I said, “but not much different than just a large cock or strap-on would be. They just can’t pull out, while they’re knotted. That would hurt. It actually does a good job of rubbing against my g spot. Since there isn’t a lot of sliding, or thrusting, going on, that’s where most of my pleasure comes from.”

Eric deposited another load of cum inside of me. He remained knotted another ten minutes before his knot dissipated and he could pull out of me. The amount of cum he’d deposited was voluminous, and I felt some run down my leg, which Eric lapped up before shifting again.

We dressed and descended the stairs and had lunch to refuel, the wolves eating raw hamburger again. The humans eating salad.

For my afternoon breeding, Conor and Eric changed places, and Conor mounted me front wise, with my bottom at the foot of the bed, so they could see what that looked like, while Brenda rode Eric and Brigitte’s wolf form licked Gretchen. I stroked Conor’s neck and head while he fucked me. He enjoyed the attention I gave him as he mated with me.

Not to be outdone by Eric, Conor bred me twice while knotted. It was a wonderful fucking. Conor was beginning to know my body so well. When he was finished, he licked the cum leaking outside of my pussy, just as Eric had done. My two girlfriends looked at each other when Conor shifted and pulled out of me.

Brenda said, “I’m convinced. I’m ready to breed at least a couple of werewolf puppies, but I do have one more condition to add to my breeding contract.”

“I’d need to get it approved, but what are you looking for?” Eric asked.

“I want one of you werewolf studs to take me out on a date twice a week, then fuck me after my date for as long as I’m providing breeding services to the pack. I want out of my house and to live a little bit. If that means one of you needs to provide babysitting services, that’s part of the price. I’m sick of having to raise my child all by myself with no help, but if I could get out twice a week, I can get by. Men are scared that I’m a mother. I don’t need a lifetime commitment. I just want to go out twice a week, and have some fun. Is that a problem?”

“And for this, you’d agree to mate with four different wolves for all five days you’re fertile, or at least until you’re pregnant?”

“I’m willing to fuck four wolves a day, but not the double fucking you and studly here hit Jessica with. Eight fuckings a day might be a bit much. I’ll guarantee one each and possibly more if I feel up to it. The wolf at the end of the day might get one or two more if I’ve got energy left, but I won’t promise more. Four is all I’ll promise.”

“I suspect the pack can live with that if you don’t need the same person for all of your dates.”

“Nope, just someone handsome to wine me, dine me, perhaps some dancing or a movie every so often, then fuck me stupid.”

“A reasonable request. You do realize that we can’t fuck you as a human once you’re fertile, even on dates.” Brenda agreed. Eric looked at Gretchen. “Are you ready to proceed?”

“I guess I am,” Gretchen replied, “but I have two requests, and one of them is similar to Brenda’s. I want a wolf bitch to take me out once a week, and spend the night with me, but when I breed the wolf, I want to be facing him so I know I don’t have a human cock in me. I guess four times a day is enough for me as well. I’m not sure I could tolerate a cock more than four times a day anyway.”