The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Another shower before supper and also, my three friends each chose their wolf bodyguards. Randa chose two young, male, unmated wolves, not dissimilar to Conor. Their names were Liam and Ryan. Dani chose a mated pair I hadn’t met before, named Tony and Lisette. Simone chose Nat and Daphne, and Daphne winked at me when they were chosen. That was nice.

My friends sat with me and I asked Dani how her date with Carl went.

“It went well. You were right, he is a nice enough guy. A little desperate for attention and affection. I told him that I’d signed a contract to provide children for infertile couples. I asked him if it would be a problem for him if I got pregnant while we were dating. He said it was a little strange, but he thought he’d be okay with it. I think he thought I was talking about artificial insemination, and I didn’t disabuse him of the notion, since he didn’t ask. I’ll introduce Tony and Lisette as the couple I’m helping. We’ll see how it goes, and if he really does have a problem with it.”

To Randa, I said, “Well, slut, choosing two young males as bodyguards. I can see where you’re going with this whole breeding thing. Dicks and more dicks.”

“Why not. I can have sex with female wolves if I want, but having two wolfie cocks in my bed every night, that’s special.”

The rest of us laughed. “I think Daphne and Nathaniel will make a lovely couple for you, Simone.”

“I do too. They’re both really pleasant people, and super intelligent. They’re both teachers. Although they’re taking a sabbatical until I deliver.”

“Terrific, I suppose I’ll be seeing a lot less of you now you’ve got your own wolves to play with.”

“Not necessarily,” Simone said. “My wolves would love to socialize with other wolves on a fairly frequent basis. Neither Daphne or Nat have been trained as bodyguards, and wanted to take training with Brigitte and Conor, and I’ve enjoyed the running and exercising we’ve been doing. We are the fantastic four, and I think we should keep it up as much as possible.”

“I agree,” Dani said. “If I’m going to be dating Carl anyway, I think we should remain somewhat close.”

“Count me in,” Randa said. “I’ll still need some Brigitte pussy licking on occasion, and you aren’t bad yourself.”

“Wonderful. I’ve enjoyed getting to know you all better than we did before. No reason we can’t do some shit together. Maybe some road trips, nothing too long, at least until we’re all pregnant, but go to Acadia, the Green or White Mountains, maybe visit each other’s families after we’re all knocked up. My family knows about the wolves, so we don’t even have to hide anything from them.”

“Done. I’m in,” Simone said.

We all piled our hands on one another.

“One other thing you might want to consider,” I said, “is if you know anyone else who might want to do what we’re going to do, breed with wolves. People of otherwise good character who won’t blab to anyone about werewolves, who need money or maybe just a good time, and wouldn’t be too squeamish to fuck a wolf.”

******

After having sex with Brigitte that night, (are you surprised I hadn’t gotten enough?), something occurred to me which I’d never thought to ask before.

“What feels better, sex as a wolf or sex as a human?”

“Sex as a human. No question. Not because we don’t enjoy sex as wolves, because we do. But having hands and not having to be on four legs increased the opportunities for sexual pleasure. A wolf can’t play with my teats while he’s mounting me, not to mention wolf teats aren’t as sensitive as human nipples. Or finger me while kissing me. Real wolves mating tends to be more instinctual, as they don’t want to produce litters during the winter when temperatures are cold and food may be hard to find. Being able to shift to human forms and use weapons to hunt and to build fires, or live in houses, has freed werewolf behavior to an extent, so we can procreate more freely and have children whenever we want.

“But think about it. Can a wolf suck a cock without biting it. I can lick a prick like crazy, and my tongue is long and muscular, so licking may be an acceptable alternative, but wolves much prefer being sucked by the human form than the wolf form. It’s just better.”

“So you have a clitoris as a wolf?”

“All mammals and even most reptiles have a clitoris. Only birds don’t seem to have one.”

“I was under the mistaken assumption animals did’t have sex for pleasure, only procreation.”

“Then why would animals have lesbian or gay sex, or sex while already pregnant? A lot of animals do. It’s because it feels good. It has nothing to do with sexual identity the way it does for humans. It’s just for sexual pleasure, and sometimes for socializing, reducing tension in a group. Like getting someone laid because they’re in a bad mood. Wolves use sex a lot to socialize, to let other wolves know we care for them, to create bonding between different groups. Believe me, wolves aren’t mounting you solely to have a puppy, even though that’s a primary goal. They want to fuck you because it feels good.”

“Okay, good to know.”

******

The next day, except for Rene again, who I fucked while Sasha licked me, the other three wolves I was with were unmated singles, so I just let them fuck me from behind. None of them were super big, so I let Rene mount me again at the end of the day. I was taking a lot of his sperm every day, a double breeding in the morning, and a single breeding or two on the days in the afternoon. I asked for Nat to be included in my breeding the next day at some point.

“Why Nat?” Rene asked.

“He’s never had a puppy before. You’ve got Conor, at least. I’m doing it as a favor to Daphne. If I don’t catch this time, I’d like him to breed me once each day I’m fertile the next time.”

“What about Quinn?” Rene asked.

“Past his day with me, I don’t know if I’ll breed with him again. He needs to show me he can be a decent wolf. It seems like he’s trying, but I did give myself up to him for five days. Is he going to be the asshole Quinn of before, or the nice Quinn Brigitte enjoys fucking now. We’ll have to see.”NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“I’m going to fuck you again Tuesday, before I let him take you.”

“I told him he’d have me the entirety of my fifth day.”

“He’ll have you the entire day, just with my sperm inside of you before you go. I’ll fuck you before dawn.”

“Is there something more going on between you than just the kerfuffle over Adriana and Phillipe?”

“You mean challenging me as Alpha for the pack twice isn’t enough reason?”

“I don’t know. I assume he challenged you because you wouldn’t ban Phillipe for being a coward, and thought you were unfit to lead the pack as a result. Is there more?”

“After I wouldn’t expel Phillipe, he was pretty savage the next time he had sex with Sasha. It’s why he doesn’t fuck her any more. The second time he challenged me is when I told him she was off limits, and any other bitch who didn’t want sex with him, no matter what their rank was. Seven other bitches refused him after that.”

“Why didn’t you ban Phillipe?”

“We needed the wolves. Phillipe was good at seducing women. He’d had three puppies. It would have been bad enough if Brigitte left with him. Quinn hasn’t had any.”

Good time Charlie, is what Conor told me, a charming, easy to like wolf. I guess he was a lover, not a fighter. Three puppies, not bad. I wondered how old he’d been.

“What if he apologized to you and Sasha? Would it make a difference?”

“Fat chance of Quinn ever apologizing.”

“That wasn’t the question.”

Rene thought about it. “If he apologizes to me and Sasha, he can start fucking any bitch who owes him obeisance. I still won’t let him fuck Sasha.”

“That’s a start. We’ll see what happens.”

Rene laughed. “Probably the end if you ask him. I wouldn’t do it while he still has his collar on you.”

“Good tip.”

******

Rene did arrange for Nat to fuck me again my fourth day, and he allowed him to breed me twice, right after lunch. He had to be brought in from Simone’s, and since Daphne wanted to participate in his breeding, they brought Simone with, so she wouldn’t be unguarded. Daphne was ecstatic, although it was a wasted effort. I figured if I wasn’t pregnant by now, I wouldn’t get pregnant, as much wolf sperm had been injected into me.

Since Rene had been a good sport, I gave him another two chances, but I figured he wasn’t getting anywhere this month either.

That night, I slept in Rene’s and Sasha’s room and he bred me three times before Quinn showed up to claim me. They didn’t bother cleaning me up afterward, and Rene’s cum was dripping down my legs when Quinn showed up.

I asked Quinn if he wanted Brigitte and Conor to go with me, and he told me no. So I got my suitcase and followed him out to his truck, a king cab pick up.

Since Quinn refused to clean up Rene’s semen, the smell of Rene permeated his car as he drove me to his place with some Kleenex stuffed between my legs. Quinn had a nice home with a hundred feet of frontage on the rocky shore of the Atlantic Ocean, with about ten acres of woods behind his house. He brought in my suitcase and told me to shower off Rene’s stench, and not to bother getting dressed again.

I did as he requested, giving myself my enema, since I didn’t know what he’d be doing with me later. I dried off and found him in his kitchen, naked, making breakfast. He was a fine figure of a man, rock hard, except for his cock, dangling limp between his legs.

“Kneel down,” he ordered.

“Remember, what you do over the next few days, determines if you’ll ever breed me again,” I said, as I knelt.

“I haven’t forgotten.”

While I was down on my knees, Quinn fastened a collar around my neck. It was snug. I couldn’t fit a finger between it after it was on. He locked it shut. It had a tag on it that read, ‘Quinn’s bitch’.

When I tried to stand after he fastened it on, he told me to remain on my knees. He fastened leather cuffs around my wrists, also snug, also locked on, then fastened my wrists behind my back. He then finished the breakfast. He cut up some of the food in small bite size pieces, then put it in a bowl which he placed on the floor in front of me.