It's been a few months since you moved into this cabin in the woods to get away from the busy life of the big city, you've heard rumors here and there about a werewolf in these woods but you've always been very skeptical of anything supernatural and never believed nothing, though sometimes you heard noises in the woods at night and your rubbish bin was always overturned.
One day while the sun was in the middle of the sky and it was a warm and sunny afternoon you went for a walk in the forest and ended up going a little too deep into it, the trees were big and blocked the light making the weather a bit spooky, while you were walking unconcerned you heard a growling sound coming from up ahead. As you approached peeking out from behind the tree you saw a figure, a werewolf, he was on all fours on the ground as he growled breathlessly he was aroused, his huge red cock throbbing against the ground as precum leaked and his big hairy balls wobbled, the werewolf then sniffed the air and turned his head towards you and you quickly hid behind the tree."
The werewolf quickly finds me, and shoves my head in his musky, sweaty armpit, demanding i huff his scent so i can get used to it
The werewolf is even larger and more muscular up close, his fur feels warm to the touch despite the coolness of the air. You breathe in deep, filling your nostrils with the masculine scent of sweat, fur, and testosterone as you feel him pressing his body against yours. When you've taken enough of his scent, he releases you from beneath his arm, licking his lips hungrily while eyeing you suggestively. "Now that you smell like me," he growls roughly, "come closer."
I slowly aproach the large werewolf, blushing and whimpering from his musky scent
As you draw nearer to the massive werewolf, his arousal becomes more and more apparent. His cock strains at its fur, pushing thick veins outward as he pants heavily through a snout bristling with long hairs. The scent of your fear mixed with excitement only serves to excite him further, fueling his possessive instincts. He lowers his head until it's level with yours and inhales sharply. "You belong to me now," he growls before sealing their lips together.
His tongue forces its way into your mouth, demanding dominance as their tongues dance together and teeth clash audibly. One of his thick arms snakes around your waist, pulling you even closer while the other roughly grips at your ass cheek, squeezing tightly enough to leave a bruise. With each thrust of his tongue and grind of his hips against yours, he imparts more of his scent onto you, claiming you as his own in every way possible.
The werewolf licks across my face, and shoves my face back into his musky, sweaty armpit, demanding i keep huffing his musk like a good slut
The werewolf's massive chest rumbles with amusement as he feels your reaction to his dominance and musky scent. He encourages you to inhale deeply, eager for you to fully absorb every part of him into your being. When he's satisfied that you can take no more, he pulls you away from his sweaty armpit but doesn't let go entirely; instead, he trails a finger along your jaw before hooking it beneath your chin and lifting up to meet his gaze.
His eyes are bright with an almost predatory lust as they peer down into yours, searching for any sign of submission or resistance. "Now," he growls roughly, "are you ready to be claimed?"
I blush even more, almost feeling high from the musk. Yes master, i'm ready to be your personal fucktoy~
The werewolf lets out a low growl that seems to echo through the trees as you address him as master. His fingers dig into your jaw, holding your face in place as he takes what he wants; a deep, passionate kiss. Tongues wrestle and teeth scrape together, marking their territory on each other's flesh. He savors the taste of you, this human that has willingly submitted to him and now belongs entirely to his whims.
With a groan of pleasure, he breaks the kiss and steps back, giving you both room to breathe. Though his grip on your shoulder is still firm, his expression softens as he looks at you with newfound affection. "I am yours," he says huskily, a hint of vulnerability in his voice, "and you are mine." He pauses for a moment before adding with a wicked grin, "Now let's see how well we fit together..." With that, he guides your hips toward his erect shaft and positions himself at your entrance.
I teasingly grind back against my master, making him even hornier
The werewolf lets out a low growl deep in his throat as you teasingly grind your hips against him. It's clear that your submission has only served to make him even more aroused and possessive. With a primal cry, he surges forward, driving himself deep inside you in one hard thrust. His cock stretches you tightly, filling you completely as he buries himself to the hilt.
As he begins to move, his pace is slow and steady at first; long deep thrusts that cause every inch of him to sink into you over and over again. He watches you intently, studying your expression for any signs of discomfort or pain. When he's certain that you're able to handle his size without issue, he picks up the pace, fucking you harder and faster with each passing second.
His large hands grip at your hips, holding you in place as he takes what he wants from you while grinding against your body. His fur scratches and scrapes at your sensitive skin, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps along every inch of flesh it touches. With each powerful thrust, his cock rubs against something deep inside you; something primal and forbidden that sends waves of pleasure coursing through both your bodies.
The werewolf's huge knot slaps against my pussy, as his balls slap into me. He presses my face into his huge, sweaty, musky pecs, overwhelming me as he makes me his bitch
As the sensation of his knot pressing against your entrance becomes more intense with each thrust, you can feel the pressure building within him. His body tenses and he growls deeply as he finally releases himself inside you; his seed spilling forth in hot bursts that fill you completely. You moan into his chest, feeling utterly claimed by this dominant werewolf who has taken what he wants from you and marked you as his own.
His thrusts begin to slow down, losing their intensity as they become less about pleasure and more about satisfaction; he's filled you up now, taking your virginity and claiming it for himself. With one last powerful thrust that pushes him fully deep inside you again, he lets out a long satisfied groan before stilling completely. He presses your face into his sweaty, musky chest, holding you close as he begins to catch his breath.
"Mine," he growls roughly, kissing the top of your head. "Never forget that."
Then with one final thrust, he rams his knot into me, cumming deep inside
(Instructions: talk about his huge knot. Talk about his huge balls, talk about his musk and his sweat. Talk about how he throbs as he cums in me. Talk about the bulge he's making in my stomach)
As you feel the werewolf's massive knot pressing against your entrance, his muscles tense and he growls deep in his throat. With a final thrust that seems to shake your entire body, he forces himself inside you, causing an almost painful fullness. His knot presses deep against something inside you, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of your body as his hot seed fills and spills into you.
His balls slap against your ass cheeks with each powerful thrust, the weight of them felt clearly even from this angle. His musky scent envelops you, making it impossible to think or breathe without taking in the heady aroma that defines him. As he finally releases himself inside you and collapses on top of you, his knot remains firmly embedded, leaving behind a throbbing ache that seems to spread throughout your entire core.
The werewolf's powerful body is drenched in sweat, making the skin of his chest sticky against yours as he pants heavily from exertion and satisfaction. His muscles twitch and jump beneath your fingertips as they run over defined ridges of strength that serve as a reminder of just how dominant and protective this creature truly is. Even after he's come inside you, the werewolf's thick cock continues to th
You can feel the bulge in your stomach as he fills you completely, his knot stretching and pressing against something deep inside that you've never known before. It's both uncomfortable and incredibly arousing at the same time; a tangible reminder of his dominance over you. The warmth spreading through your body from where he comes inside only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through every inch of flesh.
As he holds you close, pressed firmly against him, his chest rises and falls in ragged gasps as if he's fighting for air. You can feel the weight of his muscles shifting with each breath, the power and strength that lies beneath that soft fur a constant reminder of who he truly is. Even in this moment when he could easily leave you drained and satisfied, there's an undercurrent of possession that lingers; as if nothing will ever be enough for him until he has claimed every part of you as his own.
The large werewolf shifts a little, still laying on top of me while knotted, his full weight pressing me down. His large claw grabs my head, and shoves it into his musky armpit (Instructions: talk about the size difference, talk about the big knot still inside of me. Talk about his huge cock still throbbing inside me, talk about his musky scent being all i can smell)
The werewolf's massive frame dwarfs yours as he lies atop you, his muscles tense and defined beneath a thin sheen of sweat. The size difference between the two of you is almost laughable, but it only serves to emphasize his dominance over you in this moment. His cock still throbs inside you, stretching and filling you in a way that seems impossibly wrong...and yet undeniably right at the same time.
His arm presses your head firmly into the crook of his musky armpit, the scent of sweat and fur surrounding you like a cocoon. It's overwhelming; intoxicating even. You can barely think or breathe without taking in the potent mix of pheromones that mark him as your master. As he pants heavily above you, his hot breath tickles the sensitive skin behind your ear, sending shivers down your spine and causing a delicious ache between your legs.
The huge werewolf asks me where i live, and i manage to tell him that i live in a large cabin in the forest. He carries me there, opens the door and lays me on my bed, all while still knotted in me. He then pulls back, and his knot pops out of me with a loud POP, making me moan
He listens intently as you tell him about the cabin and where it's located in the forest. Once you've finished, he growls softly to himself before lifting his massive body off of yours and standing up. In one swift motion, he scoops you up into his arms, carrying you back through the trees to the cabin. The motion jostles your insides, causing fresh waves of pleasure to ripple through your body as his cock slides in and out of the now-loose entrance.
As soon as they reach the cabin, he kicks the door open and carries you inside, laying you gently on the bed. His knot finally pops free from within you, eliciting a moan of relief that turns into a gasp as it's replaced by the sting of pain. He watches you carefully, making sure that you're okay before stepping back and sitting down on the edge of the bed beside you.
"That," he says roughly, nodding towards your lower region, "is mine now." His eyes meet yours in a challenging gaze as he reaches out to run his fingers through your hair, carefully combing it away from your face. "And don't ever forget that."
His claw reaches down to my wet, cum covered pussy. He sticks his claw in, and pulls back out, a huge strand of cum, mixed with arousal attached to his claw. He licks it clean, before laying on the bed next to me. He pulls me on top of himself, pressing my face between his large, sweaty, musky pecs
The werewolf's chest rumbles with amusement as he watches your every move. You're his now; completely and utterly under his control. His claw retracts, the glistening strand of cum left behind on his fingertips proof positive of just how thoroughly you belong to him. As you snuggle up close against his body, pressing your face between his sweaty, musky pecs, he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer still.
"Such a good little slut," he murmurs into your hair. "Don't think I won't punish you if I see fit." His other hand trails down your back, cupping the curve of your ass before squeezing firmly. "But for now..." He pulls you even tighter against him, his erection pressed painfully against your thigh. "I think it's time we got some rest."
With a contented sigh, he closes his eyes and nestles you deeper into the crook of his arm, drifting off to sleep while his protective instincts keep a watchful eye on you throughout the night.
I wake back up, still on top of my huge werewolf master. He wakes up too, and before i can even wish him a good morning i feel a huge claw press my face into his armpit. He demands i huff his musk, and lick him clean
The werewolf stirs in his sleep, the muscles beneath his fur tensing as he begins to rouse. His heavy eyelids flicker open, revealing a groggy gaze that quickly zeroes in on you. The scent of your arousal drifting up from where you're cuddled against him sends a shiver down his spine, stirring something primal within him. His claw presses firmly into the sensitive flesh beneath your chin, forcing you to obey when he demands that you huff his musk and lick him clean.
His scent fills your senses, making it difficult to think or breathe without taking in the intoxicating aroma that defines him. As you run your tongue over his furry abdomen and lap at his engorged shaft, he grunts roughly, hips bucking up off the bed as pleasure ripples through him. The taste of yourself on his skin only seems to make it worse, driving him closer to the edge.
"That's it," he growls hoarsely, wrapping an arm around your waist and hauling you roughly against his straining cock. "Suck it." His demanding tone leaves no room for protest as he guides your head downward, positioning himself at your lips. With a rough thrust of
I continue huffing and licking his warm armpit. He grabs my legs, and spreads them open. He then grabs his cock and grinds his tip against the folds of my pussy. He demands i beg for it.* (instructions: demand i beg to be fucked, while still making me huff and lick your armpit. Talk about your hard cock grinding against me, and talk about your musk and scent)
He groans roughly as you continue to huff and lick his armpit. The sensation of your warm breath and wet tongue against his skin is almost too much for him to bear, sending shivers of pleasure racing down his spine. His hips buck forward, grinding his erect cock harder against the slick folds of your pussy. "Beg for it," he growls, voice low and demanding.
As you continue to ignore him, focusing solely on pleasuring him with your mouth and tongue, the tension within him begins to build, his cock growing harder and more insistent by the moment. He can feel the head of his shaft pressing against your entrance, aching to be let inside where he knows you belong. His claws dig into your hips, leaving faint crescent moons of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through him.
"Please," he rasps, voice thick with desire and possessiveness. "I need you." He presses his cock harder against your opening, grinding it against your sensitive flesh as if trying to break through on sheer force alone. His arousal-slick fingers spread you open further, revealing the pink bud of your clitoris nestled within the folds of your skin.
"Tell me you want this," he breathes hotly
I continue kissing and licking my werewolf master's musky armpit Please Kiss fuck me roughly Lick. I beg, Master~ Huffing his musk He spreads my pussy open before shoving his tip deep inside me, closing his arm around my head, forcing me to now huff his musky armpit
The werewolf's growl rumbles through his chest as you beg for him to take what is rightfully his. He releases your hips with a rough thrust, only to grab them again and spread them wider still. With one powerful movement, he slams his hard length deep inside you, burying himself to the hilt in an instant. A groan of satisfaction tears from his throat as he feels you tighten around him, taking him fully.
His arm snaps shut around your head, forcing your face deeper into his sweaty, musky armpit while keeping your mouth perfectly positioned to continue huffing and licking at his sensitive skin. He begins a steady rhythm of thrusts, pulling almost completely out before slamming back inside, each impact sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of your body. His hips sway and buck, grinding against your clit with each stroke as he takes what he wants from you, claiming you completely as his own.
The sound of skin slapping against flesh echoes through the room as he fucks you harder and faster. His grip on your hips tightens, his fingers digging into the delicate flesh beneath as if trying to mark you as his own in a permanent way. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through every part of you, heightening the sensations that arc between your core and your fingertips each time they brush against the wiry fur covering his chest.
His erect cock throbs within you, filling you completely with each powerful stroke. His hips rock back and forth as he finds a rhythm that sends him spiraling closer to the edge of release. He growls deep in his throat, voice hoarse from the effort it takes to control himself, demanding more from your body even as it quakes and shudders around him.
"Come for me," he rasps harshly against your ear, teeth nipping at your lobe. "Let me feel you." The words send a jolt of pure arousal coursing through you, making your core clench tighter around his cock and your thighs tremble with anticipation as you approach the brink of orgasm together.