The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Eric did a half bow. “Thank you, ladies. I’m reasonably certain that Gerhard would agree to your additional conditions. I’ll arrange for your doctor appointments immediately.”

“I’ve got breeding contracts in Dad’s desk, Eric. If you can get approval, we can pen and ink the changes, and they can sign.”

He nodded, and went downstairs to make a call. When he returned, he said Gerhard had agreed to the changes. He gave the two women their doctor appointments to be cleared for breeding.

“Eric, can you get it up again? Since this is the only day for your pack, I feel I should give you some more time,” I said.

His cock started to grow before my eyes. He climbed into bed with me as a human, licking me and kissing me all over. He also entered me as a human, and I orgasmed when he did, but then he shifted as I was holding him, a first for me, and the human cock was replaced with a wolf cock. He made sure to drive it deep before he knotted with me again. Two more times, he climaxed inside of me during his knotting. Six total batches of wolf semen flooded my pussy that day.

I mentioned that werewolves produced abut three times the normal amount of cum a man produced, right? It was like eighteen men had cum inside of my pussy. I was surprised it wasn’t squirting out of my nose the last time Eric drained his balls inside of me. It felt like my pussy was sloshing when he pulled out of me. Gretchen helped me take a shower and clean up a little before we went down to supper. Dad was grilling more of the meat we’d brought. I got out the breeding contracts and Brenda and Gretchen both signed one after Eric made the changes Gerhard had approved.

After we sat down for the meal, Dad surprised me.

“Are you going to be keeping everyone busy tonight, Jess?”

What surprised me was his asking me in front of the other three who might not have known he and Mom had allowed others into their marital bed. I’d thought they’d want to keep that secret in Rhinelander, because there were no secrets in a town this small. Except the fact that werewolves existed in the first place, but the other two already knew Mom was the daughter of the local pack leader, so maybe not so strange.

“Both Gretchen and Brenda were planning to spend the night,” I said. “I haven’t talked to Eric about it yet, but I was wondering if he wanted to spend the night with Brenda and Conor, so she could try out two cocks at once. I was planning to bed Gretchen and Brigitte. Why are you asking?”

“Could we have Brigitte for the night?” Dad asked, Mom blushing up a storm.

Gretchen squealed in delight. “You’re licking pussy now, Mrs. H?”

Mom nodded shyly.

“That’s great! And Mr. H doesn’t mind you rug munching?”

“Not at all,” Mom said.

“You are the coolest fucking parents in town. Jessica is so lucky to have you.”

“I agree,” Brenda said. “You are cool.”

“That brings up another point,” Dad said. “If Eric would like to spend another night, we wouldn’t mind spending the night with Eric and Conor. Anita wanted to see what it was like being airtight.”

“I’ll breed with you again tomorrow, Eric, if you’d like to stay and make my folks’ fantasies come true.”

“I’d be honored to fuck Gerhard’s daughter,” Eric replied.

“I’m sure Gretchen would be happy to have me all to herself tonight, so if Brigitte is willing, we won’t have a problem with sharing her.”

“Not at all,” Gretchen said. “I’d love having you all to myself.”

“Then I’ll spend the night with your parents, padawan,” Brigitte said.

That’s how we ended the night, Gretchen with me, Conor and Eric showing Brenda a wonderful time, (if the moans and half-muffled screams coming from the third bedroom were any indication), and Brigitte getting it on with Mom and Dad. A good time was had by all.

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No one bothered to dress in the morning. Clothes seemed superfluous at this point. We all knew what the others had been up to last night, so there were no secrets. The five females all seemed to be aroused, because even I could smell the pheromones on the air, and the wolves were erect through breakfast, and Dad was interested, shall we say.

Brenda had to leave right after breakfast, so couldn’t stay, but she definitely gave her two lovers a goodbye kiss, tugging briefly on their stiffies before she left. Gretchen said she could stay until noon before she had to go. She sunbathed in the yard while the three wolves, Mom and I went for a fast eight mile run.

When we got back, Eric, I and the two bodyguards did more unarmed combat. Eric showed me some things that Conor and Brigitte didn’t know, just from fighting for over ninety years, and we all practiced those things until we were relatively proficient. We took a quick swim in the lake to cool off and freshen up, then I took Gretchen to bed one last time before she had to leave.

“Would you ever consider marrying a woman? I’d move to Maine if you would,” Gretchen asked. We were snuggled together in bed, both of our faces glazed in the other’s honey. Our bodies were flushed and sweaty.

“I’m sorry, Gretch, but I don’t think so. I like dick too much to give it up, and I know how shitty some people can still be about gay marriages. What I’d like to find is a man I love who wouldn’t mind me having sex with women, but that’s the most I could ever promise you.”

“At least you’re honest about it. I become fertile in five days. Could I ask you to stick around for at least a couple days of my breeding?”

“Of course. I’ll hold your hand.”

“Thanks.”

Gretchen went home before lunch, and after lunch, I let Eric mount me again. He did another double breeding, then Conor did the same.

After supper, Conor and Eric joined Mom and Dad in bed and from her squeals of delight, she enjoyed the experience, several times over. Brigitte and I had to laugh a few times when we heard some particularly loud moan. She was quite vocal about her pleasure when a cock wasn’t stuffed in her mouth.

The following morning, Eric left and it was just Conor breeding me for the last two days of my fertility. Each day, we ran, did martial arts, and I had sex with Conor once in the morning, twice in the afternoon. Each night, one of my partners joined Mom and Dad in their bed. If Conor was in mine at night, he started his fucking as a man, but had to shift to his wolf before depositing his semen inside of me. I was one well fucked puppy before my fertility ended. Each time Conor shifted, he sniffed at my privates and smelled me to see if I was pregnant. As the doctor predicted, I was infertile this round. I never caught, no matter how much semen had flooded my womb.

I got a call from Gretchen and she said that her doctor had proclaimed her fit for pregnancy and she had to report to the wolf compound the day after tomorrow to begin her breeding.

“Brigitte and I will take you,” I said. “We can stay with you a couple days if you want.”

“Thanks, Jessica. I really appreciate this. I’ll come over to your house. I told my parents I was going to spend some time with you and that’s where I am. Will your parents cover for me?”

“They will, Gretch. No problem, girlfriend. I’ve got your back.”

I told my parents what I was doing, and told them that Conor could stay with them and see to their needs while I was gone. They agreed to cover for Gretchen if her parents called them, as opposed to calling her on her cell phone.

The next day, Conor and Brigitte said I’d advanced far enough in my training that I could be given a silver knife. She gave it to me with great solemnity, because for the first time, barring luck, I could kill her or Conor. I didn’t bother bringing it with me to the werewolf compound, where I figured I was as safe as I could be anywhere in the country., but left it beside my bed.

Gretchen arrived the following morning while I was still on my run with Mom and the two wolves, and she was definitely nervous when I saw her after our run.

“You told me you’re not a virgin anymore, right?” I asked.

“If you can call having your hymen broken with a strap-on, then no; I’m not a virgin, but it’s the first time I’ll have a real dick inside of me. Strap-ons are a lot less messy than a dick.”

“I understand. The wolves will clean up after themselves. It’s not that bad, really.”

She nodded and waited as we showered. Brigitte drove and I rode in the back with Gretchen, holding her hand.

Brigitte and I stripped as soon as we reached the compound, my grandfather welcoming us to his pack’s headquarters. All of the wolves were naked this time, including my grandfather, who had a seriously pretty prick, that looked like it would be at least nine inches long when erect. I’d now seen both of my parents and my grandfather casually naked. Half of the wolves, about forty, were in human form, mostly the females, perhaps knowing Gretchen was a lesbian. The males were mostly wolves, and I wondered which ones would breed Gretchen.

“Can I offer anyone a drink?” Gerhard asked.

My bodyguard and I got water as we were still trying to hydrate after our run.

“Do you have white wine?” Gretchen asked. “I’m a little nervous and wine might help settle me down.”

Gerhard snapped his fingers and a female rushed to obey, soon returning with a glass of white wine. Gretchen took the glass and drained half of it. She slowed down after that. Gerhard gave Gretchen a necklace.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.