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[rs-hawk]

I saw in the ABC for Ahiga, that he wants to tie us to him and have us cock warm him. Could we see that please 🥺👉👈.

You had gone to visit your family for the day with Wyonia but Ahiga was at work so he didn’t get to come. When he gets home, he misses you so bad, and it has been nearly a day since the two of you had sex, so he decides to watch a little bit of porn. With you around, he almost never does. Why would he need to? But he had a really hard day and assumes since you’d be back late you probably couldn’t sleep together tonight.

He’s leaking as soon as he finds the video he wants- a werewolf porn where the human woman is restrained, tied around her partner as he bounces her up and down on his cock. He can already imagine doing that to you, hearing you whimper and whine as you take everything he gives you. The only reason he hasn’t brought it up is because he’s worried about hurting you, or you being scared of him. He always is so careful to maintain at least some control, but he doesn’t know if he could with this.

As soon as he hears the car approaching, he shuts the laptop, puts himself away, and by the time you come in he’s already washed his hands before coming to greet you and the baby. His long tongue drags up your face, his tail wagging hard as he tells you how much he loves you both and how much he missed you. You don’t even have a chance to respond before he scoops Wyonia out of the car seat and declares he’s putting her to bed since you hogged her all day.

You don’t mind, going to change into pajamas when you notice his laptop on the bed. Curiosity gets the better of you, and when you creak the screen open, you see the video paused. Immediately, you feel a rush of arousal making your cunt clench for a moment. Why wouldn’t he tell you he was into this?! You know he doesn’t want to hurt you, but fuck. Fuck this was so hot.

The sound of him coming down the hall to the bedroom is barely audible. You only have a few seconds to do something. You rush to the closet, looking through the restraints you use for when he shifts on the full moon- they’re the only ones you have, and despite being way too strong for you, you decide to use them anyway.

When Ahiga comes into the room, seeing the restraints being positioned on the bed with you sitting by them, he tenses. “Why are those out?” he gruffs, his ears going back slightly in annoyance. Without a word, you flip up the screen of the laptop, letting the video begin to play. His ears droop and pin with embarrassment. “I was just… you were gone so…”

“Do you want to?” you ask, looking up at him.

He hesitates, then nods. “I do. Goddess, fuck I do, but I don’t know if I can control myself. You being completely at my mercy,” he hesitates again, but his tail is wagging behind him.

“Let’s just try it. I’ll wear my silver bracelet, and if you hurt me I’ll push it against your back,” you offer, the excitement in your voice making his tail wag harder.

He immediately nods, starting to strip, nearly ripping his pants as he struggles to get them off now that he’s shifting more, his claws scraping against the zipper. You slip out of your clothes and grab your bracelet- trusting him completely but knowing that it’s a small safe guard that will make him feel better. As soon as he gets undressed, you see he’s leaking precum already. From the sheer excitement or because he didn’t finish earlier you’re not sure.

He sits on the bed, patting his lap. You crawl on top of him, letting out a breathy whine as you sink yourself onto his cock. For a moment, you think he’s not going to do it and just fuck you then, but a low growl rumbles his chest as he reaches behind him for the restraints.

It’s not perfect since he’s so much bigger than you, and even completely tightened your wrists and ankles could slip out of you really wanted to, but unless you try to escape, you’re secure. He locks your ankles around his waist, though of course they don’t go all the way around. Then he reaches like a necklace, locking your wrists around his neck.

“Easier to get my attention with the silver if you need to,” he mumbles.

His cock is twitching and throbbing inside of you, leaking precum as his knot is already partially swollen. He just wants to fuck you so bad that he’s physically restraining himself by gripping the bed under his, his claws ripping through the sheets and mattress. You’re whining, trying to roll your hips for more friction but you’re unable to with how your legs are pulled up.

Then, he starts walking around the room, his tail twitching slightly as he runs the soft pads of his paws over your back, his face buried in your neck as he forces you just to cockwarm him. Your cunt flutters around his cock, making him growl against your soft skin, but he wants to make it last. He wants to be careful. He’d never forgive himself if he lost control and hurt you.

But, when you look up at him with teary eyes, your lower lip pressed out, his resolve weakens, and it shatters when you whimper out, “Aggy please.”

Then you’re being bounced up and down, his cock slamming into your womb each time as he snarls, his teeth barely grazing your skin as his claws dig into your waist as he bounces you. When his claws break the skin just ever so slightly, and he smells your blood, he goes feral. Now he’s slamming you down harder, faster, than you thought possible. You’re a blubbering mess, your cunt a vice around his cock as his muzzle opens, his teeth now resting around your throat. If he snapped down, he’d kill you. You know he never would, but the sudden borderline violence has you cumming on his cock as your blood beads around his claws.

He growls lowly again, his teeth pressing harder, nearly breaking the skin of your neck and throat, as your cunt pulses and convulses around his cock. His already partially inflated knot starts to swell more, and unlike usually when he would just not knot you when this happens, he tightens his grip on your waist, blood now starting to trickle down your skin, yanking you down and forcing his knot inside.

His hot cum fills your tiny human body, making you cum again. Your fingers are twitching as you’re whining and moaning, careful to keep the silver bracelet pressed against the wrist above his neck so you don’t touch him with it. Your toes are curling as your body trembles against him.

Finally, he sits, panting and now nuzzling your neck, lapping at your soft skin. “Mm, my mate,” he hums.

However, the second he realizes he made you bleed he’s taking the restraints off, whining loudly and apologizing as he carries you to the bathroom to wash and bandage your (very, very minor but he won’t hear that) “wounds”. He’s a mess, his ears pinned low against his head as he apologizes and says he’s never doing this again.

You grab his wrist, looking at him seriously. “We are fucking doing that again.”

His tail wags slowly. “Yes ma’am.”

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[citrinebunny]

being fucked so hard from behind that you collapse forward and then they lean over you and use their weight to keep you completely pinned so you can’t do anything but whine and take it

[kurhanchyk]

[kurhanchyk]

are you okay i noticed you reblogging "a raven with a damaged wing. it can still fly with ease" again

[variegated-fairywren]

wlw tumblr post notes simulator

[solitaryhome]

[subspaceemo]

I want them to bend me over the side of the bed, pushing my face into the covers as they tug my boxers down my thighs and push their hard cock into their chosen hole in a fluid motion. They hold my hips as they fuck into me hard, the force of their rhythm grinding my cock against the bed and making me gasp and moan. "That's it, good boy," they grunt, "take it, take my big cock in your needy hole, such a fucking slut taking me so easily." I moan desperately, biting my bottom lip as they pound me into the mattress. They slap my ass to feel me tighten around them, "fuck yeah, such a good hole for me," they slap my ass harder and I yelp and grind my hips against the edge of the bed, delicious friction against my cock and the thrill of their strikes getting me close, "fuck yeah, fuck, you feel so good, you were made to take my cock, weren't you?" they collapse on top of me, growling into my ear, "say it, say you were made to take my cock." as they hump me rapidly and my eyes roll back, "I was - I was," I stutter as they hook their hands around my shoulders to slam me back onto their cock as they thrust up, "I was m-made t-to t-take you-your c-cock." their hot breath pants against my neck, "good boy." They graze their teeth against the shell of my ear and I cum with a yell, reaching back to grab them, to hold them close as I'm overwhelmed with pleasure. I really was made to take their cock.

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

reblog to bonk the person you reblogged it from with a hollow cardboard tube

[morganbritton132]

Me: You know how when you were a kid and you’d wish that you’d get sick or injured in a way that would justify why you didn’t live up to your potential?

Everybody, apparently: No?

[doppelbangin]

Run into a cave and break your ankle so that people have to come find you and they see you lying at the bottom of this beautiful cave and maybe there’s a waterfall and the light from the crystals makes you look really beautiful and they say “Are you okay?” and you say “I think so” and they say “oh my God have you been here alone this whole time with a broken ankle” and you say “it’s okay” and they say “you’re so brave” and you are brave and you look so beautiful surrounded by cave crystals and everyone stands over you and says “oh wow” and “you poor beautiful thing” and “I’m so sorry we let you run into the cave but I’m so glad we found you” and let them carry you home and promise to be your best friends forever and that everything’s their fault and also they named the cave after you and you’re prettier than all of your enemies and your enemies all died of jealousy while you were in the cave.

“How to Respond to Criticism” by Danny M. Lavery for The Toast

[skarchomp]

the fantasy lesbian adventurer is immune to the seductive evil sorceress's feminine wiles because she's butch4butch

[maxknightley]

this is exactly why any evil sorceress worth her salt keeps a towering knightgirl in gleaming black armor "on retainer"

[maxknightley]

well it's one of two reasons anyway

[bunnyrabbitfacts]

it's on wabbit. it's on mammals. it's on cuniculus. it's litearly on hare. you can probably find it on bnuuy. dude it's on rabbit. it's a lagomorpha original. it's on bunny. yuo can watch it on bunie. you can go to buby and watch it. log into bubbub right now. go to bun. dive into bun . you can bun it. it's on bun. bun has it for you. bun has it for you

[monstersholygrail]

Pirate Werewolf King was like any other Pirate out on the high seas. Chasing treasure and riding the winds of the sea if it decided to bless him with them. The members of his crew, his pack, were the only people who he really cared about. Usually that was the end it for a Pirate.

Except he had this one little thing that happened to him every month… it was no biggie… but every month he’d become consumed with a feral need for bloodshed. He had lost more than his fair share of crews because of it and it had gained him a status of infamy among his fellow Pirates. Sure, he’d be remembered in the history books as a cutthroat Captain and King of the Pirates but that wasn’t what he wanted to be known for.

That’s where you come in. And another reason why he may be a little different from other Pirates. While most Pirates travel vastly throughout the seas, making love to men, women, and generally anyone they could get their hands on before ditching them as soon as the sun came up, all he had was you.

He claimed his territory on the seas and when that time of the month came he’d sail to shore and claim your territory. You calmed the lust for bloodshed that rose within him during the full moon and replaced it with a pure lust for you and only you. He didn’t know what it was about you all he knew was that he needed you.

Looking up at the moon now he cock stirs to life at merely the thought of coming back home to you. The sea should’ve always been his home yet when you came into his life it seemed like everything had changed. No matter how much he doesn’t want to admit it.

“Is it about that time, Captain?” His first mate asked, having walked up to him from behind.

“The full moon is upon us soon indeed…”

“She’ll be waiting for you,” he said cheekily and nudged his Captain.

A deep rumble made its way through his chest in response. Liking that idea far too much. Pirate Werewolf King scoffed as if that would be able to hide his reaction. His first mate just gave him a look that told him he could see right through him.

“Prepare to head for shore,” he snapped before he turned around and stormed into his quarters.

Despite the weakness he refused to show his crew he couldn’t contain his excitement the closer the full moon got. It only made things worse when they finally docked and he saw you standing as close as you could get, the wind blowing through your hair, your eyes lit up in joy, and the sun glowing behind you in a way that made you appear heavenly.

Pirate Werewolf King stalked off of his ship and immediately scooped you up right into his arms. You didn’t even get to utter a word before he captured your mouth in a fierce kiss, his fangs nipped at your lips, dragged your mouth open, and drove his tongue into your warmth. His need could not be contained and he wanted you to know.

“Tell me I do not have to walk long or I may just snap and take you on the street. Let everyone know what a slut you are because you’d let me, wouldn’t you?” He growled into your mouth, the words slurred as he just couldn’t stop kissing you.

“Y-yes! Can take me anywhere— anywhere you want. Though the inn across the street isn’t too far for you I don’t think,” you replied cheekily. It was one of the things he loved about you even as he snarled in response.

Pirate Werewolf King moved on autopilot toward the inn with the sole thought vibrating through his head to sink deep inside of you. The moon was already getting to him, that had to be it. He followed your directions on instinct and when he saw the room, all the furniture that decorated it, he knew it’d be destroyed by morning.

Without an ounce of hesitation he threw you onto the mattress, your plush frame bouncing against its softness as the springs creaked and groaned. Another thing that’d be broken through by the end of the night.

He threw his sword and gun on the table as he shucked off his clothes, not even thinking about how he revealed his tail that gave away his excitement as it wagged. Who cares. It was already obvious how badly he’s needed this.

You weren’t any better yourself, already eye fucking him from where you laid on the bed. Your gaze made him feel powerful… and horny as hell, he had to admit. As soon as he got onto the bed he wasted no time as he used his claws to shred your clothes into a tiny million pieces. After all it revealed your glorious body to him. Just as he remembered. No, it was better.

Having gone so long without it, now having seen it again, it was like he’s finally able to breathe. Still, his body ached. So close to getting everything he’s craved for days, weeks, since the minute he left your room last month.

“At least I have the excuse of the full moon. What’s your excuse for looking so eager for my cock?” He purred against your lips as he hovered over you.

His eyes never left yours but his sharp claws had wrapped around his thick girth and was currently dragging it through your sopping folds, splitting them apart and running it along your slit. He gathered up your arousal and spread it up and down his length. A long groan left him as he realized how fucking wet you really are for him.

“I don’t have one. I just want you,” you admitted shamelessly as whimpers left your throat at how he teased you.

Your teeth sunk into your lip as his cockhead teased and flicked at your sensitive clit, body already rocking into it. For a second he froze as your words registered to him. But when they did it was like something snapped himself of him. He pounced on you like it was already the height of the full moon and his bloodlust had returned. But no, he just needed you and he needed you now.

With a sharp snap of his hips he buried himself in to the hilt. Your screams pierced the air and he swallowed them up greedily, taking your tongue into his mouth and he sucking on it hard, working his cock impossibly deeper in your tight core. Another growl rolled through him, this time one of pleasure as he started to fuck into you.

Any other time he’d start slow, let you adjust, but it seemed like neither of you could wait to get to what made your nights together so explosive. So he picked up his pace, claws gathering into your thick thighs in his hands and sinking into your soft flesh. The desire to mark you already too strong to resist.

Usually he’d hold back because he knew how easily he could stumble from marking you with his claws to marking you with his teeth. That was something neither of you would be able to come back from. So he’d resist. But this time it was happening before he could situate what was up from down.

With his hold on you he started slamming you up and down his shaft, molding your walls to the shape of him with every pounding of his hips. Reminding you of what exactly made you his. The loud claps of wet bodies smacking together echo throughout the room and it grew messier by the second as waves of arousal poured out of you.

Already he could tell you were getting close. Your belly quivered as he swiveled his cock inside you and made sure to hit all those sweet spots that were burned into his brain. And when you fell off that cliff and into the sea of release you weren’t surprised when he just kept going. Fucking you through one orgasm and straight into the next.

In fact, he didn’t stop for hours. Never coming himself but pulling countless out of your wrecked form. He stayed true to his internal promise and took you on every piece of furniture in the room. First, he bent you over the dresser, forced you to watch how good he made you feel before he plopped you down on top of it and plowed his way straight into your womb. Not only the dresser but the mirror wound up broken and he was too crazed to care about any superstition of bad luck.

Next he took you against the wall, holding up your body with ease as he drove deep inside you with every thrust. As much as you tried to meet them his pace had you pinned against the wall and helpless against the pleasure he was determined to give you.

After he brought you onto the chair and made you ride him. Left you to exhaust yourself and when you could no longer move, left a pile of bones and mush against his chest he held you up and jackhammered his cock into your weeping pussy till it squirted all over his lap and stained the floor with evidence of what he alone could do to you.

When he returned you two to the bed he had come back with two missions. One: to break the bed. Two: to do something he hadn’t realized he’d been planning to do since he docked.

Knot you. Claim you. Make you his once and for all. Going past that point of no return.

Without you even noticing he slipped his hand between your glistening bodies. You were far too caught up in the bursts of pleasure ricocheting through your molten hot cunt from the feral nature of the way he fucked you into a whole other dimension. His sly touches went entirely unnoticed till he twisted your now swollen clit between two delicate claws.

You couldn’t help but yelp, body bucking into the sensation but also away from it. So many sensations rolled through you, one quickly taking over another that you couldn’t keep up. Just when you thought that was the end of it, no more surprises left, he continued to move down, teasing at your entrance with two thick fingers.

“W-what are you— oh fuck that’s the spot—what are you doing?” You asked breathlessly, a healthy mix of excitement, fear, and anticipation swirled in your gut.

Pirate Werewolf King flashed you a wicked smirk that was sure to chill even his fiercest enemies to the bone. Instead of responding with words he simply stuffed his fingers into your already overflowing cunt, rubbing along your walls and stretching you out further than you ever thought possible.

White dots flashed across your vision and for a second you swore you were about to pass out. Throat already raw from the noises that had been spilling out of you, you released a ragged wail, the breath inside you unable to be contained because he was the only thing that could fit inside you anymore.

“Gotta make sure my knot fits nice and snug, don’t I? Wouldn’t wanna hurt my mate as I finally claim her,” he stated factually, as if this wasn’t the huge reveal it was.

You’re left gaping at him but one perfectly timed pump of his digits and length had your eyes rolling back in your head. Accepting the fate you had wanted from the start with ease. Seeing your submission only spurned him on further. He bared his fangs at you and really started fucking into your sweet cunt like a man who had truly lost his mind.

Maybe he had. He hadn’t thought any of this through. He wouldn’t leave the sea and he wouldn’t leave you. He’d steal you away if he had to. Because from now on you’ll never be apart.

Pirate Werewolf King’s knot swelled at the idea and with that final jerk of his hips he fucked his knot inside of you, instantly bringing you both over the edge. At the same down he swooped down and pierced your skin with his fangs, breaking skin and marking you as his mate. Both of you moaned as your climaxes shook you from head to toe.

Like the good mate he is he works you both through it until the overstimulation really became too much this time. He didn’t ease off completely but rolled you around so you were left splayed across his chest. Completely fucked out and still twitching. He smoothed out the tremors along your sides as he caressed you and cared for you as a mate should.

The reality of what he had done had dawned on him but he didn’t hold an ounce of regret. He’s positive you’ll like the open sea once you get out there anyway. And if you don’t he’s certain he could convince you to one way or another, he thinks as his knot throbs against your sensitive walls.

He had a few ideas outside the normal intimidation tactics of a Pirate Captain.

[insatiablenick]

pinning them to the door the second we get inside to kiss them breathless n then sink to my knees to mouth at them through their pants until they're rutting into my mouth.

tug their pants down n godddd fuck the way they taste, the way they feel on my tongue, rubbing so slick n hot n smooth as i suck their tdick.

their legs shaking as they try n hold themselves upright, my hands pinning their hips to the door to while i suck n lick, slick over my face n dripping off my chin while they whine n arch off the door.

the way the tug on my hair n shake apart as they cum, fuuuck could just live in that moment, feeling them ravel apart.

[creepypotatouhw-deactivated2020]

[monstersholygrail]

There were moments you could be paranoid. Who isn't sometimes? But when you swear there's a monster under your bed, everyone simply laughs and brushes off your concerns.

If only they knew, if only they understood. The way strange things kept happening in your bedroom. Your underwear you flicked off that was suddenly nowhere to be seen when you went to pick it up. The way your towel always seemed to fall off your body as soon as you pranced back into your room after a shower.

But every time you looked under your bed, you got no real proof. You narrow your eyes into the particularly dark corner of your bed, even swearing you see a few eyes peeking out. That wouldn't be enough. You needed undeniable proof and you wouldn't stop until you got it.

Your retaliation is swift and brutal. Teasing them mercilessly as you refuse to wear panties in your bedroom. Adorning new skimpy outfits, that way the monster can easily look up and see your glistening pussy. Can smell your arousal and know there’s nothing for your essence to catch onto. Yet they’re immobilized, not being able to steal your panties or reveal themselves to get to you.

You no longer bother putting on a towel after your showers. Leaving your wet body on full display. Taunting the monster under your bed and putting on a show for them as you slowly get dressed.

Making sure to find any excuse you can to bend over, letting the monster watch from afar as you present your body to them.

You can always feel its gaze on you. The way it’s many eyes lock onto your form, their focus unyielding as soon as you open the door to your room. The longer this goes on, the thicker the air in the bedroom grows. Tensions rising and sexual need growing. The frustration and restraint pushing and pulling to create an alluring atmosphere that slowly becomes irresistible.

Affecting not only the monster under your bed but you as well. Sensing such a strong desire from the monster has arousal coursing through you, your pussy getting wetter with each passing day. If their attentions rile you up this much, you start to wonder just how fucked you’ll be when they finally snap and take you like you’ve been waiting for them to.

It’s that same night when the monster under your bed can’t take it anymore. Your bare body squirming on the bed, blanket pushed aside. Their form rages with need, cock already dripping with pre-cum. Their tentacles snap out, not holding back as they spread your body for them and pin you down into the bed.

Tiny groans leave you as you wake up. Eyelashes fluttering open before a gasp rips from your throat at the sight of the monster at the end of the bed. Finally showing themself. Their slick yet soft tentacles tighten their grip in fear of an attempted escape and you moan softly.

“Finally…” you say breathlessly. The monster doesn’t wait a moment longer.

Their cock slides in with ease, which wasn’t surprising given has you had tortured the poor thing by touching yourself right before you slept. Hearing your moans but not being able to see was agony. But now that was all over. The monster growls and instantly starts pounding into your wet hole.

You remain practically still, no matter how much you try to writhe and twitch. So firmly enveloped in their tentacles that all you can do is take it and fall deeper into sensation as their cock savagely snaps into you, wrecking you and molding your body to fit their mindblowing girth.

They fuck into you like a beast, eyes roaming over your jolting form, ears picking up on the way your bodies clap together. All of this being so much better than either of you imagined. They can’t get enough of you, tentacles slipping into your mouth to which you immediately start sucking on them. Only heightening the pleasure for you both.

When your orgasm suddenly crashes into you without warning, you scream around their tentacles, pussy clenching down on their thick cock to milk it for all it’s worth. The monster from under your bed lets out a chilling roar that sends goosebumps down your spine before it shoots his seed deep inside your cunt.

You continue to soothingly suck on their tentacles, giggling as you feel it twitch in your mouth. Wondering how sensitive they are…Thinking you may need more forms of proof to really convince people they’re real.

The monster from under your bed growls once more at the sultry look in your eye. Their tentacles possessively clinging to every inch of you before they start rolling their hips back inside your needy cunt. Ready to fuck you all throughout the long night until they have to return back under your bed when the morning comes.

[monstersholygrail]

New City, New Life

5k celebration ‘Choose your own adventure’ story

Wolf Hybrid x fem!reader— free use city, olfactophilia, semi-public sex, oral (f!receiving), marking, biting, knotting

You stop the moving truck just outside of your brand new house. Ducking your head you check it out through the window and nod appreciatively. It looked a lot better than it did online! Though for the surprisingly low price you got for an entire house you wouldn’t have complained about whatever it looked like. But you scored great for not viewing the house in person before buying it and moving to a whole other city you had never heard of let alone been to.

Was that pretty stupid of you? Sure! But you can’t exactly regret it when this is the outcome. And besides, you needed a change of pace from the monotony of your old life. You needed a new adventure. An unknown city, your own house, and a change in work was just the start, you were positive.

When that mysterious headhunter came to you a few months ago with the opportunity of a lifetime, it couldn’t have come at a better time. It was like something in the universe knew you were having a rough time and needed to leave. So you took the risk and packed up your entire life. It all happened so fast you didn’t even get the chance to do any of your own research on the neighborhood, the city, or your new job. All you had to go on was the brochures the headhunter sent.

Again, was it stupid? Nah, you’re sure it’ll all work out for the best.

But as you flip the latch and push up the tailgate to reveal the moving truck full of boxes that you alone have to move, you start to second guess your statement. You really should’ve hired that Minotaur Moving Company the headhunter suggested. You can handle this. You can totally… totally… hand this.

“Hey, neighbor!” A voice calls, startling you out your daunting thoughts.

You lean to look over the side of the truck and are instantly blown away by the sight in front of you. A sexy ass Wolf Hybrid walks down the sidewalk toward you. His muscles bulging and straining against his tight button up shirt. His slacks not hiding anything he’s got going on downstairs. The smirk on his face is absolutely panty-dropping and you feel yourself go weak in the knees from it. More than ready to drop down and him do whatever he wants to you.

“Moving in?” He asks instead of immediately taking you right then and then. For a second you’re disappointed before you realize this is the real world and people don’t have sex with people they’ve just met… right?

“Yeah, yeah. Gotta bring in all these boxes, gonna take so long,” you say, your voice sounding breathier than you meant it to.

The Wolf Hybrid’s eyes flash but before you can read the expression it’s gone and that friendly neighbor persona is back on. He looks into the truck and scoffs as if it’s nothing.

“Let me help you with that then!”

Before you can pretend to resist, claiming he doesn’t need to help before he insists in a way that would have your panties gushing, he swings himself up into the truck. The words immediately die on your tongue as you see him pick up a heavy box like it’s nothing. Oh, well I guess your panties are getting soaked either way.

You swear that the Wolf Hybrid can tell you’re already turned on as he inhales deeply just as he passes you. But thankfully he doesn’t say a thing and heads up your porch, waiting with a wagging tail for you to open up your house to him. You exchange polite greetings as you walk inside with him and get started.

The two of your work together pretty well. Walking back and forth between the truck and the house. You can’t help but let your gaze linger on him and the way he moves. And every time you look at him you catch him looking back, his heated gaze raking over your form.

The tension grows thicker with each box you both carry. While the Wolf Hybrid forces you to stay away from the heavy boxes, only allowing you to lift the light ones. It only serves to increase the tension and turn you on even more. Still, you both manage to work up quiet the sweat by the time the moving truck is almost empty.

You sigh heavily as you push yourself back up into the truck. Heading all the way down to the front to look for another box to carry in. Just as you reach down to pick up a box of throw pillows, two clawed hands dig into your plush waist and a sharp gasp falls past your lips. You freeze in place, questioning why your pussy clenches down around nothing.

“Think I’m finally gonna fuck you now, sweetheart, ‘k?” The Wolf Hybrid growls, his chest molding to your back. His snout nuzzles into your throat and down into your shirt. He inhales deeply, a rumble moving through his chest as your musk washes over him. “You’re finally ripe ‘nough f’me.”

With a quick jerk of his hands, he’s shucking off your pants. You jump a second later as his snout presses deeply against your slit, rubbing his nose back and forth, smelling all of you. You moan softly, your mind fading away before you can question what the hell is happening. This is what you wanted this whole time after all. Can’t complain now. And you surely won’t as his long prickly tongue joins in, lapping up the mess your slick left on your pussy.

“So fucking drenched for me already. I think you’ll fit in around here just fine,” he rasps as he latches onto your clit and gives it a teasing suck that has sparks shooting through your core.

You go to finally ask what he’s been on about, and why the fact that you’re a soaked mess for him would mean you’d fit in, but in a flash he’s standing up and kicking your legs out to spread for him. His fat tip pushes against your entrance and your jaw drops, tongue lolling out at his sheer girth. His cock splitting you open in two as he pushes his big cock all the way inside your desperate pussy.

“N-nngh! Fuuuck. So fucking tight for me. Glad I got to you first. With a pussy this good you’re gonna be busy in a city like this,” the Wolf Hybrid growls out, his claws digging into your waist.

You can barely hear him over the ringing in your ears. But none of it matters anyway as he uses his grip and immediately starts spearing his shaft deep inside your sloppy cunt, over and over again. The only sound that registers now is your own moans as he fucks you brainless.

The truck shakes with the force of his thrusts and you hold onto the boxes in front of you for dear life as he takes you on a wild ride. His cock glides along your gummy walls, igniting your every nerve as he hits those spots inside you that have you seeing stars. Loud cries leave you but you can’t seem to give a fuck if anyone hears. They should hear how good you’re feeling right now.

“God, yes! Take it! Take my cock, darling. Gonna have to get used to this after all. And I’ll be more than happy to help you adjust.”

You cry out louder, your throat aching with the strength of the noises leaving you. You desperately try and rock back and meet his thrusts but the Wolf Hybrid snarls, his claws digging even deeper into your hips. He leans over you and his fangs are sinking into your flesh a moment later. Keeping you perfectly still for him as he slams his length into your depths, his tip kissing your womb with every thrust.

The onslaught of one sensation after the other has every single one of your atoms quivering with anticipation. Your toes curl as he reaches down, flicking your clit just right, and a second later you’re freezing up as your orgasm crashes through you.

Wolf Hybrid roars as your precious pussy clamps down on him. He continues to thrust into you, swinging his hips back and forcing his knot inside you with a slick pop. The sudden stretch prolongs your orgasm and makes you scream in delight. He cums not long after you, his knot expanding inside you as he pumps load after load of hot cum straight into your wrecked womb.

“If I hadn’t already said it, welcome to the neighborhood,” he says breathlessly in your ear.

After his knot had gone down, he slipped out of you and the two of you finished carrying the boxes in. Well, more like you laid on your couch while he carried the rest in because you couldn’t seem to walk for the life of you. He offered to stay, help you clean up and look after you till you could walk again, but you politely declined. You started your new job in the morning after all.

As you leave your house the next morning, body still a bit sore from the best fuck of your life, you realized you had a tiny issue. Your car was being driven down by a friend from your old city but it wasn’t here yet. You had to get to work somehow.

Looking off to the side you spot your neighbor in their driveway and your cheeks tinge pink. He was with a couple of his friends and it seemed like they were on their way somewhere. His friends appearing to be an Orc, a Naga, and another wolf. You could always ask them for a ride. Or maybe you shouldn’t bother your neighbor after what happened yesterday. You could always take the bus. Except… you have no idea where the station is. Well, you could always walk. Maybe stop for some coffee along the way.

How should you get to work?

Ask hot neighbor & friends for a ride

Try to find the bus

Walk and look for some coffee

Voting ended onNov 3, 2024

[monstersholygrail]

I want a werewolf to pop my cherry...i want his knot and the promise of being passed around his pack...yes, im a thirsty bitch that wants to be bred over and over again

Darling, you are preaching. To. The. CHOIR!!!

Imagine a Werewolf who corners you in a bar over near the pool tables, challenging you to a game. Plays a round or two with you, clearly letting you win but you lean into the bit anyway. The two of you getting closer and closer with each turn.

Your ass leaning back into his crotch. Pretending to gasp as you hit the balls while at the same time you pop your hips. So obviously coming onto him. He chuckles lowly and molds his chest to your back.

Growling out a deep, “You’re pretty confident for a virgin.”

It has the hair on the back of your neck rising and pussy tingling with awareness. Fluttering around nothing as if already imagining him taking your virginity for himself.

“H-how did you know?” You stutter out as his claws dig into your wide hips, dragging you further back into his growing erection.

You stay deathly still as he nuzzles into your neck, taking a long and very loud whiff of your neck. A deep rumble rolling through his chest, very pleased with what he smells. You can feel him growing harder against you and you gush with arousal, quickly soaking your panties through.

“Can smell it,” he rasps and you shiver at that.

He offers to take you back to his place where he can make your first time good and fuck you as hard as possible. Promising you’ll get so much dick you don’t know what to do with it. So of course you agree and it’s better than you can even imagine.

The Werewolf can’t stop lapping up your sweet slick, his wide tongue hitting everywhere you need. When you’re ready for him he takes it nice and slow, a rough snarl leaving him as he feels your hymen give away to his force. He works you down on his massive cock in small strokes, sinking another inch with each rock of his hips.

He waits with the strength of a hundred men for you to adjust to size. But once you do he is absolutely slamming his cock deep inside your depths, making sure your cunt will be molded to the shape of him by the end of the night.

As you get closer to the edge you start to feel a heavy weight slap against you as your hips meet his. It pushes insistently at your entrance, just begging to be let inside.

“What—ah fuck!— what is that?” You ask, mind lost in endless pleasure.

The Werewolf looks borderline feral above you, his jaw snapping wildly at the air as drool dribbles from his maw. He uses his hold on your hips to slam you down even hard on his length and that’s when you start to feel it sinking inside you, making his tip smash against your cervix during each thrust.

“What do you think it is, pretty? It’s my knot. And you’re gonna take it like a good breeding bitch, yeah?”

You can only mewl in response, pleasure bursting from his words, and making your head spin. Your body begins to shake beneath him and with only a couple more thrusts he has you coming hard all over his cock. He lets out a long howl, his knot swelling up inside of you before he’s releasing spurt after spurt of cum. Grinding his cock as far in as it can go so that his hot semen splashes against your womb.

The two of you wait in a mess of limbs, his knot plugging you up so perfectly. Making sure his cum takes. When it finally goes back down he slips out of you, watching with a deep satisfaction as his cum drips from your entrance. He chuckles at the sight and gives your thick thigh an affectionate pat.

“Ready to go again?”

Your eyes widen, sweating you must’ve heard him wrong. You could barely feel your legs. They were shaking so badly. There’s no way you could go again so soon. You were already gonna be so insanely sore.

“You want to go again?”

Luckily the Werewolf chuckles and shakes his head. You start to sigh in relief but something in his eyes has it trailing off into a slight gasp. He rolls his tongue over his teeth, his expression curling into a smirk. With a jut of his chin he signals toward the door.

“Not me. My pack is just outside, each of them waiting impatiently for their turn… so get ready for a long night, Sweetheart.”

[commit-arson-i-dare-you]

Imagine: a werewolf bf who holds out from having sex with you because he’s embarrassed of having a small cock. (Or at least what he considers small compared to other werewolves)

Through lots of reassurance, he finally builds up the confidence to show you his leaky cock, already swollen and hard for you.

Your eyes get big at the sight, considering it’s huge by human standards. But he thinks you’re surprised by how “small” he is and starts to get nervous and whiny.

His huge clawed paws reach down to cover his aching length, only for your own soft hands to stop him. You grasp his cock, hand not even able to close around his girth. Immediately he cries out at the sensation, bucking his hips into your hand and begging for more.

When he finally coaxes you onto his lap, he has to force himself not to snap his hips into you at the first brush of your soaked pussy against his painfully hard cock.

Once you begin to sink down on him, he tosses his head back and mumbles out a growl about how tight you are. Meanwhile you’re struggling to take all of him, his cock is bullying its way into your cunt as you press your hips down.

In a moment of weakness in his restraint, werewolf bf grasps your hips and slams you the rest of the way down with a howl.

You cry out in pain and pleasure as his fat cock is now pressing impossibly deep, nestled right against your cervix. He’s a mess of whines and growls, he can’t handle the pulsing grip of your pussy. He tips his muzzle down to lick your neck as an apology for his roughness.

He apologizes for his “small” size, meanwhile you’re brain dead on his thick cock pressing against your g-spot. He notices this and chuckles at you,

“Aw, maybe not so small after all? Is it too big darling?”

Instead of answering, you press your hips down firmly and his knot pushes into your stuffed pussy, eliciting a deep growl from his chest.

He drools slightly as he grinds his hips up to meet yours until he’s shooting thick hot cum right against your cervix. His cum filling you even more triggers your own release and you moan and cry as you cum on his pulsing knot.

[keepmeinoneplace]

All I can think about lately is taking care of a pretty boy. Being soo gentle and sweet with him. Spooning him while I stroke his pretty cock. Whispering praises in his ear. Giving him whatever he wants. How could I not when he sounds so cute when he begs? You want it faster? Of course, angel. I just want to make you feel so good.

Swiping my thumb over his tip, cooing over how messy and leaky he is for me. Wrapping my other arm around his waist to pull him back against me, as close as possible. But it's never close enough. Kissing and biting his neck while I whisper in his ear about how he drives me absolutely insane.

Calling him all sorts of cute pet names. Pretty boy, angel, sweet boy, sweetheart, baby boy...there's so many good options.

You're always such a good boy for me, baby...so fucking perfect. I could touch you like this all day long...