The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

They all chuckled.

“Do you think you could fall in love with Gretchen?” Sue asked.

“As much as I care for Gretchen, and I do, a lot, I don’t think I’m ready to give up a penis forever. I couldn’t do that to Gretchen. She’d want more than I’m capable of giving her. I am hoping to find someone like Conor, who wouldn’t mind me having some pussy on the side.”

“What about you, Brigitte?” James asked.

“There’s almost no emotions attached to sex for me. I choose to be with a partner because I want to be with him, not because of the sex I do or don’t have with him. I don’t mind if my partner finds sexual pleasure elsewhere as long as he’s in my bed at the end of the day. The emotional attachment for me is facing life together day after day.”

“That’s an interesting viewpoint,” James said.

“I’m sure it seems pretty strange to you.”

“A little. It seems a little communal.”

“It definitely is,” Brigitte agreed.

We helped clean up after eating, and James was surprised there weren’t more ribs left, since we’d brought four full racks.

“I eat mostly meat,” Brigitte said. “I think I ate two all by myself. I run a lot and I find the protein helps me with my strength and stamina.”

“You didn’t like the salad?” Sue asked.

“The salad was fine. I just don’t eat much in the way of greens. Give me lots of red meat, and I’m a happy camper.”

“Like an apex predator,” James said.

“Exactly like an apex predator,” Brigitte agreed. If James only knew what an apex predator she was.

“I have to say you certainly seem to be in good shape,” James said.

“I have to for my job. I work as a bodyguard. Jessica and I will probably go for a run around 6:30 or 7, depending on how lazy we feel and how late we sleep.”

James poured us all some sherry while we talked awhile longer.

“Do all three of you intend to sleep together?” Sue asked, looking at the three of us sitting together on the couch.

“Unless someone else wishes to partake of what I have to offer,” Brigitte said. “I’m open to a little sexual experimentation if you’re interested. I mainly came along as Jessica’s bodyguard so I can protect our investment. I know Jessica and Gretchen wanted to be together.”

“What do you mean by that?” Sue asked.

“I mean I’d have sex with either of you, or both of you. I enjoy sex and I know the girls will be busy with each other.”

Sue and James looked at each other, then Brigitte.

“You’re not joking about that, are you?” James asked.

“Not at all. If your marriage is strong enough to look at sex as nothing more than fun and games, I’m available.”

Both Sue and James were stunned to silence. They looked at Brigitte again, then Gretchen, then each other again.

Gretchen noted their confusion. “For whatever it’s worth, I’ve always been proud that you gave me the freedom to be myself. If this is something you want to try, I don’t have a problem with it. We’ll never tell anyone. Just be sure it’s something you both want to do. From personal experience, I can tell you that Brigitte is the best pussy licker I’ve ever experienced. I understand she’s a superb cock sucker as well, though I can’t speak to that.”

They looked at each other again. “Excuse us a moment,” Tom said. He took Sue’s hand and they disappeared upstairs.

“What prompted you to offer that, Brigitte?” I asked.

“I could scent Sue’s arousal and James is halfway to an erection. I’m not wearing much and they’re both aware of how little I’m wearing. I assumed it wasn’t for each other.”

“Can’t hide anything from you, can we? You sure you’re okay with your folks fucking outside of their marriage, Gretch?”

“I’ve seen how much fun your parents are having. I’ve enjoyed pushing my own boundaries. Everything I’ve done beyond one other sexual partner, I’ve enjoyed with you. I don’t want them to hurt what they have, but hopefully, they’re grown up enough to figure this out on their own without my input.”

“That’s a very mature attitude.”

“I’m a very mature person. I had to grow up faster than most people.”

“What do you think your parents will do?” I asked.

“I haven’t a clue, but I kind of hope they’ll take advantage.”

I sipped my sherry, holding Gretchen’s hand. It took a half hour or so, but they finally came to a decision. They came back down and held out their hands to Brigitte.

“We’d like to take you up on your offer,” James said.

Brigitte smiled at them, then took their hands and they disappeared upstairs with a “Don’t do anything we wouldn’t do” thrown after them by Gretchen.

I turned to Gretchen. “Sex?” I asked.

“I can hardly wait.”

She took my hand and led me to her bedroom, down in the basement with a section of the large room set up as an art studio. She had started some preliminary sketches of her fantasy art involving wolves lolling around a goddess of a woman, naked and armed to the teeth with some primitive weapons.

“This is really good, Gretch.”

“Do you really think so?”

“Indubitably. I’d buy a finished product.”

“I’ll hold you to that.”

“I’d rather you held my naked body.”

“Mmm. Very tempting.”

Gretchen undressed me, then I undressed her. She pulled me down onto her bed and kept me up until the wee hours with some fabulous sex.

******

Both Sue and James looked as tired as I felt in the morning. Brigitte looked to be the only one not exhausted by a night of debauchery. I’d have to say that both of the Shrivers had ridiculously wide smiles despite the bags under their eyes. I wanted to ask them how they’d enjoyed their walk on the wild side, but I imagined they’d both be embarrassed to talk about it.

So it was with a little astonishment at breakfast, when Sue told Gretchen, “I can see why you like sex with women.”

Gretchen smiled at her. “You missed a little,” pointing to her own cheek.

“What did I miss?”

“A little bit of girl cum on your cheek, when you washed your face.”

Sue turned flame red and started to stand up. Gretchen said, “Made you look,” grinning widely.

Sue sat back down with a laugh. Gretchen turned her gaze to her father.

“I’m not going to discuss sex with my daughter,” James said.

“I’m not your daughter,” I said. “Brigitte has an incredibly tight pussy, doesn’t she?”

James laughed. “Or my daughter’s friends in her presence.” He waited about ten seconds, then said, “It is SO tight,” and Sue laughed.

It looked like their relationship wasn’t going to unduly suffer.

“You know, Gretchen, if you’re going to get knocked up, you might want to start exercising so you can recover your girlish figure sooner after you deliver,” I said.

“Well, I’ll need to start slow. I’m not going to start with ten mile runs.”

“Start with five mile walks. You can work up to runs. If you want, I’m sure someone will run with you. The family you’re providing breeding services for will want to keep an eye on you anyway, make sure nothing happens to the baby. They’ll go out any time you want to.”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Gretchen nodded. “Sounds like a plan.”

Brigitte and I went out on a fast run, came back and took a shower, then we drove Gretchen back to the compound for her next breeding session.

Out of curiosity, I asked Brigitte how the sex had gone last night.

“James fucks almost as good as a wolf. Your mother is a lucky woman.”

“How much did she participate in the lesbian sex?” Gretchen asked.

“All the way. She said if she was going to try it, she wanted to get the entire experience. You could tell it was her first time, but she had good attitude, and that’s important.”

“Cool,” Gretchen said. “Way to go, Mom.”

I stuck around for the morning breeding session. Gretchen had liked the idea of the threesome so much, that’s what she did in the morning as well. Grandpa Gerhard was the first one to breed her again this morning, then a totally different wolf took over after Gramps.

The afternoon session had two more different wolves, but Gretchen had gotten into the groove of this breeding thing, so I took the afternoon to be with Eric. I liked the guy. If he weren’t a wolf, I might have considered him as boyfriend material. Alas, he was, and I’d be going back to Maine in a couple more days. No point in starting something that couldn’t be finished, but he did screw me royally, in all the best meanings of that word.

Brigitte and I went back home after dropping Gretchen off. When we walked in, it was Conor whose cock was being sucked, and Dad was pounding Mom pretty hard from behind. None of them seemed particularly upset they were caught in the act again. Brigitte and I went upstairs to get cleaned up for supper, which I could smell cooking in the oven. It smelled like lasagna.

The next day was a repetition of the previous day, except we met Gretchen there, and Mom and Dad went so she could talk more to Gerhard about her mother. Instead of Eric, I had sex with Dawn this time around.

Before we left, one of the wolves who Gretchen had been having sex with, told her that he was pretty sure she was pregnant, but he told her to check with Gerhard as he had a superior nose.

“They can tell already?” Gretchen asked me.

“I don’t think you or I can possibly comprehend all the things a wolf smells that we have no clue about. I’d say you should let Gerhard take a whiff and see what he says.”