The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“Not all at the same time. But I’ve had sex with all of them, at one time or other,” Randa said. “It’s okay, Mom. We’re all friends and it’s all consensual.”

“Aren’t you worried about diseases and stuff?”

“Everyone has been thoroughly checked and is disease free. I wouldn’t have become a surrogate mother if I had to worry about diseases. They were more worried about me having a disease. I needed a thorough medical exam before having sex with anyone.”

“Er, I guess that’s okay then. We can do that.”

Quinn bowed over her hand, kissing it. “Thank you, MJ.” He removed our leashes and we carried the three bags upstairs. Quinn went out to the SUV for the groceries, and proceeded to make supper for everyone, putting steaks in the broiler and a couple packages of frozen green beans in the microwave. Dani and I helped make a salad, with MJ there showing us where to find things.

“You didn’t have to buy groceries,” MJ said.

“A lot of us are on a paleo diet, and eat lots of meat, which is expensive. I don’t expect you to pay for a meat diet for several people, MJ. It’s not fair to you. We’ll pay our own way. I’d like to make a stew tomorrow night. Do you have a slow cooker?”

“I do. A paleo diet, is that why you’re all so fit and strong looking?”

“That and a lot of exercise. I haven’t gotten nearly as much as I’m used to since going on the road. Several of us might go for a run tomorrow morning. We have to meet some people after breakfast, but I think a nice twenty mile run afterward might be good for us, except the pregnant ones, of course.”

“Sure, you could run the tracks at one of the high schools. A lot of people just run around the neighborhood a few times.”

“We’ll probably go for a jaunt in some woods. The people we’re meeting tomorrow live near Penn Run. They said they have some good places to run there.”

“Oh, sure. There are a lot of woods around Two Lick Creek Reservoir.”

“I think that’s near where we’re going. I’m looking forward to it.”

Not unexpectedly, since I’d eaten his cooking before, the meal Quinn prepared was delicious. We ate and learned more about the local area and MJ. It was a relaxing meal, and we got along well.

When the kitchen was clean, he took his two bitches upstairs and gave them what for, for well over an hour, and not providing permission to us to cum. Of course, we climaxed anyway, often, usually loudly; loudly enough the rest of the house could hear our pleasure. Then, he put us over his knee and gave our bare asses the spankings we’d earned from our orgasms. The smacks were also loud enough to be heard in the rest of the house too, as was the limited caterwauling we were allowed when spanked.

When we came back down, MJ examined us to see if we were angry at getting spanked, but that wasn’t the case at all. Quinn knew, either from experience, or some Dominant or wolflike sixth sense, when it would be too much and cause us to use our safe words, so while we were sore, we weren’t upset. We’d gotten used to it.

Quinn went up to use the shower before we went to bed, and MJ asked Dani and me about our relationship to Quinn.

After a couple other questions, she asked, “Doesn’t it hurt to be spanked?”

“Yeah, but not as much as you think,” I said. “In thirty to sixty minutes tops, we don’t really feel it anymore. We have a safe word we can use if it gets to be too much, but we’ve never had to use it.”

“Why do it; submit to him?”

“Well, it’s fun, the sex is mind blowing, but mostly, to tease my fiancé,” Dani said.

“Fiancé?”

“I’m engaged to get married in three months,” Dani said, flashing her ring. “My future husband is a willing cuckold. He enjoys watching me have sex with other men. I gave myself to Quinn because it takes everything out of my hands. It makes Carl feel like everything is out of his control, because it’s even out of mine. It doesn’t do any good for him to beg and plead with me, because I’m just doing as my Master asks, so he gets to watch me getting fucked by men with larger cocks than his, and then has to lick their cum out of my pussy. He’s gotten quite good at licking pussy as a result.”

“Oh, my! I could never watch my husband have sex with someone else. It seems cruel.”

“Most people couldn’t,” Dani agreed. “But it was his choice. I told him I’d remain faithful to him, or he could undress me and in front of witnesses, place my hand in the hand of another man and ask him to fuck me. And that’s what he chose to do. Part of it was imagining me getting pregnant for my surrogacy, as by the time we started dating, I’d already promised four babies to infertile couples. He became so aroused imagining me having sex with other men and his orgasms were so powerful when he did.”

I added, “My reason was different. I do it because I’ve always been somewhat submissive in the bedroom, although none of my previous lovers were particularly Dominant. I thought I’d like to try it, and although Quinn pissed me off the first time I did it with him, we talked about what we both wanted out of our relationship and set some rules. I’m willing to explore further, but anything I haven’t previously done, he needs to discuss with me first, before I’ll attempt it. So far, it’s only meant new people. If I haven’t had sex with someone before, he needs to ask me if I’ll have sex with them now, before he’ll order me to.”

“Like who?”

“Dani’s mother. I had sex with her. An older couple that we met at a restaurant, who enjoyed what he was doing to me, which was teasing me unmercifully with a toy in my pussy, then making me ask for permission to orgasm in front of the waiters and people at the surrounding tables.”

“Oh, my.”

“Just out of curiosity. Why did you divorce your husband?” I asked.

“He came home one day and said he didn’t love me anymore, and wanted to marry someone else. I suspected he’d been cheating on me, and I didn’t want to be married to someone who didn’t love me, and he gave me what I wanted, so I didn’t fight him about the divorce.”

“Is the new wife he married the one he was cheating with?”

“I suspect so, but I never knew who it was.”

“Have you found anyone new?”

“Not really. I’ve gone on a couple of dates, but on the whole, they were disappointing. All the men were interested in was sex. I want more than that out of a relationship.”

“Do you think your husband thinks of you as this poor, lonely little mouse who sits alone all day, twiddling her thumbs because she can’t get another man?”

“Probably. It’s what’s happening, isn’t it?”

“What if when your husband visits, you were being bedded by Quinn every night?”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, do it,” Dani said. “That would be so funny, and you’ll love the sex.”

“Why would he want to sleep with an old woman like me?”

“You’re not that old. You’re younger than the old couple we met at the restaurant,” I said, “and you still look nice. I’m sure he’d play along with it. Instead of you sleeping alone in the double bed, and Quinn sleeping on the couch, invite him to sleep with you. He won’t do anything if you don’t want him to, but if you do….?”

I let her imagination fill in the blank. Apparently, she did. When Quinn got out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, he smelled the scent of arousal in the air. Let’s face it, MJ wasn’t the only one. His prick did what wolf pricks did when he smelled a bitch in heat. His towel was soon protruding grotesquely out from the size of his erection, and I heard MJ gasp, “Oh, My.”

Dani and I prodded her with our elbows.

“Er, um, Mr. Whelan, sir. Er… I hope you don’t think I’m too forward or anything, but I hate to think of you sleeping on the couch. You’re, uh, so tall, and the couch isn’t very long, and, uh, I don’t think you could stretch out on it. Er, you’re welcome to join me in my bed. Uh, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I’m, uh, not expecting sex or anything, but, uh, thought it would be more comfortable for, er, sleeping.”

Quinn glanced at me, then Dani, then Randa. We all nodded slightly in response to the unasked query.

“Why MJ, what a thoughtful and kind thing to do,” Quinn said. “I’d love to join you in your bed, if it’s no trouble.”

“Uh, it’s no trouble.”

“I like to sleep nude. Would that be a problem?”

“Uh, no, I don’t see that as a problem.”

“Lovely.” Quinn took off the towel, which wasn’t really hiding much of anything. “Could you show me the way to the bedroom we’re using?”

There was a sharp inhalation of breath, and MJ’s hand went over her mouth, the whites of her eyes doubling in size, as she took in all of his erect, masculine glory. “Oh, my God. You’re perfect.”

“No one’s perfect,” Quinn said.

“I used to believe that,” MJ said. “I’ve changed my mind.”

Quinn smiled at her. “You flatterer. Are you trying to seduce me?”

“Can I? Is that possible?”

“Why don’t you show me to your room and find out.” He held out his hand.

MJ approached him and took his hand. She seemed mesmerized by his cock. “I’ve never seen one so big,” she said.

“It does tend to fill a woman up. Would you like to touch it?”

Reaching slowly, MJ wrapped her hand around what she could. It didn’t go all the way around. I’m not sure if even Quinn’s big hands went around it fully.