Kit fell in love with Dally Star on her first day of High School. He sat in the seat in front of her in her morning Literature class and by the end of their first lesson, she’d covered the first few pages of her notebook with his name. By the time that lunch was over, she’d told her friends to ask his friends what kind of girl he liked, and when the first day of school was over, he was driving her home and asking her out on their first date. 

They were together always and married as soon as they could. Kit loved him so much she never got frustrated that he often struggled to get it up, and had never known enough to complain that he didn’t get her off. She was happy just to look into his eyes and be in his arms. Eventually, he was able to give her a son, and her happy little life was beautiful and perfect for thirteen years.

But now, Kit had her face buried in her pillows, whining and whimpering as she humped into the pillow that was squeezed tight between her thighs. “I love my husband…I’m a good wife…” She tried to say to herself, doing her best to imagine her husband’s loving face. But she couldn’t keep him in mind. Her mind kept going back to earlier in that day, when she had been cornered by her son’s best friend. She bit her lower lip in an effort to control her hands, refusing to stroke her pussy at the memory, refusing to give in to the memory. The little cub was named Metal, and as much as she had grown to hate him for his rude and obscene behavior…

“I know you want it” She heard his voice say. And she cried, squeezing the pillow tight between her thighs and grinding against it the same way she wanted to grind against that little wolf’s dick. Her panties were uncomfortably wet, but she hadn’t been able to calm herself down enough to just go to sleep. It was all she could do to stop herself from stroking her pussy while cooing Metal’s name. She could do it. “He’s right next door” she thought. I could fuck myself while saying his name….and he’d be in the next room…

The thought was so disgusting that before she knew it, she had spanked herself. And she kept doing it. Pressing her damp snatch against her pillow, she flattened herself against her mattress and smacked her ass again and again, punishing herself for her impure desires, slapping the slut for her horny needs. She smiled, allowing herself just this much fun. Her chest heaved as she continued, spanking herself over and over, imagining being at his feet and telling herself that it was just the spanking that was getting her so much hornier.

But before long, the spanking went too far. She was tired and sleepy and too horny to care or think. She moaned, squeezing her breasts tight, feeling her femininity in her hands and wanting to give it to a man. Her hands stroked down her slim waist and fingers hooked into the band of her panties. She looked up at the ceiling as she slid them off of her, and spread her legs wide, hovering her palm over her pussy so she could imagine that she was petting the back of Metal’s head as he ate her up.

Metal was a young wolf. He was a little boy. The first time that she had been in a room along with him, he had told her he liked girls like her, because they were the craziest in bed. “Metal…Metal….give me your cock…” The drowsy vixen whispered into the dark, allowing her fingers to stroke her sensitive lips, quivering as she reached her clit and took a deep breath, sliding inside herself and pleasuring her cave as she remembered how he had put her in her place. “Metal…Metal…Fuck me, Metal..” She begged, lashes fluttering as she thought of the months that he had spent chipping away at her. Training her to never fully reject him, only doing enough that she could never justify getting angry enough to involve other adults. Once, he had asked for her number so that he could send her a picture of him and her son in their treehouse. Instead, he’d sent her a picture of a girl riding a dildo. She blushed and cooed, her hand already wet with her juices as she thought back to that moment and how conflicted she had felt.
She would have immediately reprimanded him in the past, but at that point, she’d already been caught by his trap. He was young, but he was dangerous. Everything he had done to her had been part of a plan to train her to respond to his desires. Today, she had learned that she liked it when he told her what she could and couldn’t do.

“You can leave now” She shivered as she thought about him giving her permission to leave a room. She brought her hand to her lips and tasted herself, fingering herself with her other hand and moaning like a slut, allowing herself to revel in her defeat. Metal had taught her not to leave a room without permission. He did that because he wanted to her to stay in the room so he could jack off to her. “Mffmmmmfff” She moaned into her fingers, remembering the way he looked at her earlier that day, feeling herself shake all over as she revisited the memory of Metal making her stay in the bathroom as he jacked off in front of her.

Her walls quivered around her fingers as she remembered the size of the young wolf. His shaft was bright and huge and hypnotic. She’d seen it when he had surfaced from the pool and couldn’t look away. Cum and drool dribbled down her chin as she remembered the look on his face when he caught her staring at it. His wolf meat. His fresh young cock….was right next door.

…

“Metal, Metal…” She hissed his voice, unable to contain herself enough to lower her voice. Luckily for Kit, Danny was a heavy sleeper and he slept through her noise, a look of peaceful rest on his cute little face, an expression befitting a son that always behaved himself and did what was right. Metal was curled up in his sleeping bag on the floor, tired after a long day of playing with his friend and fucking with his friend’s hot mom. But he eventually woke up.

He blinked his eyes and saw a golden blur shaking him. “Mrs….Mrs. Star?” He yawned and blinked more, getting up to stretch and rubbing his eyes. “What are you-” and he felt a finger on his lips. He took his hands away from his eyes and looked at her, kneeling on her knees next to him, completely naked.

Metal didn’t say anything. Kit took his hand and gave one more “hush” as she lead him to the next room over. Metal made sure to walk slowly, so he could watch her ass as she walked in front of him and the way her tail swished behind her. He didn’t say anything as Kit closed the door behind them, and she wondered if he was frightened, but she decided that if he was she didn’t care. She was horny and she wanted his cock and she was going to get it.

Metal was still silent when she took him over to her bed, and although she had been nervous the whole time, she was equally stoic. She could feel her heart beating in her mouth and knew that her room reeked of her horniness, but her expression didn’t betray any emotion as she lifted Metal onto her bed and sat him down on the edge, getting down onto her knees and undoing his shorts.

She licked her lips and looked up at him. He was smirking at her in that awful way he had. The expression that told her he thought she was a whore. That he knew everything about her and it meant he could do whatever he wanted. She kept their eye contact as she reached down and stroked his massive tool through the fabric of his underwear, petting it lovingly. She wasn’t surprised he was already hard.

Metal reached down and stroked her hair. She pushed against his hand, purring like a kitten. 
“Do you want my cock?” The blue wolf asked. 
“.…”
“Bitch, do you want my cock?”Metal asked again, this time giving her a brisk slap on the face.
It was enough to make her cry, but it was more from how much it turned her on than the pain.
“Yes, I want your cock, Metal” She heard herself saying as she pulled it out. She felt like she was outside of her body now. She felt like this was a dream and she wasn’t really pumping his huge, slimy wolfcock, getting wetter and wetter as his musk invaded her senses and made her feel like a fox in the presence of a wolf.
“That’s a good bitch..”The wolf cooed, stroking the fox’s delicate face. Her tail and his swished madly, and the young wolf took charge of the game, reaping the benefits of his patience.
“You gonna tell Danny you sucked me off? Gonna tell your cuck husband that you let me cum in your ass?” He was toying with her, seeing how good she was going to be for him, getting bigger and harder the better she behaved, and looking forward to disciplining her if she misbehaved.
“If you want, Metal.”Kit answered meekly, fondling his balls in one hand as she stroked his shaft in the other, looking up at him as she brought her lips to his tip.

“That’s my bitch…” he sighed. And then he was quiet as Danny’s mom wrapped her lips around his cock, and in the dim light of her bedroom began to take his cock deeper into her mouth. Metal ran his claws through her hair and she went faster and faster, not really there, not really cheating on her husband, not really sucking off her son’s best friend, not really being a bad mother, Kit was far away, curled up in a ball and crying while this slut pleased her alpha, moaning like a whore as she inhaled his meat, licking up the layer of slime along his cock like it was syrup and rubbing her nose against his abdomen as her lips reached his balls, gagging into his meat like the slut he wanted.

At some point her hands had let go of him and she was fingering herself wildly, doing anything she could to control the fire that had taken over her. But the wolf pup took care of that.

He grabbed her hair and pulled on it, ordering her into bed, smacking her ass as she obediently crawled onto the mattress. Kit was doing her best not to think. Not to ruin this amazing high. She wagged her ass in front of the little blue wolf and showed off her dripping cunt, hugging her pillow as she set her face against the bed, giving the little boy the face-down, ass-up pose he had so often told her he enjoyed.

“Metal…Come fuck me, Metal…” She begged, shamelessly feeding the boy his favorite fantasy. “I’m a horny slut and I need your big fat wolf cock” She pouted and whimpered, just the way he liked, and as he got in place behind her, he rewarded her with a vicious smack on the ass. 

“That’s right bitch, you like that, don’t you?” he asked when she wagged her ass some more, begging for another spanking. Instead, he grabbed her by the base of her tail and pushed his angry cock into her. 

Kit felt him opening her up and moaned. She couldn’t tell how loud she moaned, but she moaned and she bucked against him, pushing her hips down his heat and enveloping more of that perfect cock within her folds. “Oh god, oh Metal, yes, I like that Metal, I need you Metal, pump me full of cum, baby” She became a blithering bitch, spouting off anything that might turn him on as he started pounding into her, fucking the sense and dignity out of her, as well as drawing out sultry moans and shameless grunts of pleasure.

Her husband wasn’t this good. Her husband could barely get it up.
As they shook her bed in a blur of yellow and blue, the only part of Kit that had been able to stay out of this was shattered as she accepted how this little wolf had taken her away from her husband.
“Metal! Metal, oh fuck, cum inside me!”

He was pounding against her like an animal, grunting and snarling, fucking her to put her in her place, his thick knot bouncing off her petite pussy, not yet lubed enough to allow him entry.

But she wanted it. Kit’s walls squeezed and kissed the wolf viciously plowing her. She was moaning like a wild animal, her hips in his hands and moving only to his will, moving her up and down his dick. They were sweating and the scent of sex was heavy in the air, and this was what Kit had been missing out on for her entire life.

Kit wanted this cruel, thoughtless fuck. She wanted to feel like a woman being used by a man. Her husband’s touch had always been loving and gentle, and she’d given him a good wife. But Metal was here, hard and mean and demanding, and she gave him her entire self.

“You-you can cum inside, Metal, cum inside me, fill me up!” 
She was screaming, begging in earnest for the runt’s cum.
She came when his claws wrapped around her hair and pulled up onto all fours, squirting cum down his thighs as he slammed his knot into her cunt with a triumphant howl.

She came twice as his meat spread her wide and sealed her up. She might have cum three times, honestly, her own moans muted by the unbearable quakes of euphoria that shook through her when he knotted her, setting every fiber of her being on fire with lust. Immediately after though, he also gushed a stream of cum into her like she had never felt. She mewed like a newborn kitten, barely able to keep on all fours, kept up by her hair and at attention by his firm smacks on her ass. But she could have blacked out for all the sense that was in her. Her pussy soaked up each gush of cum, guzzling it like a woman downing water after years in the desert.

She didn’t know how long he was cumming, just that it took forever to end. He had squirted so much into her that she thought she could feel herself expanding, as the steamy jizz was unable to get past his knot and dribble down her thighs.

When he finished, they collapsed in bed together.

Kit felt empty. She was full of his cock and cum and his dominance, but that had pushed everything else about her out. Metal hugged her from behind and told her “Fucking took long enough…”
And Kit couldn’t think of anything to say, so she just squeezed herself around his cock and moaned in pleasure as she felt his meaty length inside her. 

There was no part of her that had escaped him. Shame had turned to arousal. Dignity had turned to devotion. Her eyelids drooped, and she tried to think of her husband, but could only think of ways to get him out of the house. She tried to think of her marriage, but could only enjoy being stuffed by this little boy. Metal fucked her again in the morning, and she made him pancakes, like a good little bitch.