3 comments/ 75269 views/ 33 favorites Howl of Lust Ch. 02 By: MisterDevils I started to open my eyes slowly, slightly annoyed at having a pleasant dream interrupted. As I blinked groggily, trying to remember where I was and what had led to my being in that spot, I growled involuntarily as I felt indescribable pleasure. With this pleasure, my memory was instantly clear, and I remembered the girl who I had taken that morning. I slowly lifted my head up, and sure enough, there she was, with her long, beautiful black hair shining in the sunlight, her green eyes hidden behind her closed eyelids. She currently had her lips around my cock, and I gave a questioning growl, tilting my head slightly. She looked up at me, her eyes shooting open and widening, and then she immediately ceased her oral worship of my cock, pulling away and sitting with her back to me. I sat up as well, having been lying on my back in the grass. To be honest, I was more than a little disappointed. She had been pleasuring me in my sleep, and as soon as I woke up and was able to truly enjoy it, she stopped. Wouldn't YOU be disappointed? Anyway, I tapped her on the shoulder with one furry digit, leaning forward slightly. She turned her head ever-so-slightly towards me, blushing furiously. I snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her into my lap, grinding my cock against the small of her back. Her blush deepened, and I licked her cheek, dirty thoughts running through my mind. I sat there contentedly with her in my lap for a few minutes, just enjoying being with her. Part of the time I was thinking about an idea of mine, and in the end I decided to go through with it. I suddenly pushed her off of my lap into the soft grass, and she shrieked, landing on her back and gazing up at me nervously. I backed up slightly, prying her legs apart and kneeling between them, leaning my head down slowly and teasingly. She stared at me for a moment before she figured out what I planned to do, and then she squirmed slightly in anticipation. It was unbelievably cute of her, in my opinion. I lightly snaked my long tongue out of my jaws, just barely flicking her clit with the tip. She gasped, wriggling in pleasure. I slowly but surely pressed my tongue into her cunt, feeling her warm inner walls pulling at my tongue. She produced a long, muffled moan due to my actions, and without further delay, I shoved my tongue as far as I could reach into her pussy. Her near-orgasmic squeal could have been heard for miles. I started to thrust my tongue in and out of her slick cunt, growling softly to give my tongue a slight vibration. She writhed and moaned, clawing at the grass as her senses were overloaded with bliss. I alternated between slow and deliberate movements of my tongue to wild, thrashing movements. After ravaging her with my tongue for a good twenty minutes, I searched around briefly, finding her g-spot quickly. Pressing my tongue against it, I used one of my hands to gently pinch her clit at the same time. Her resulting scream was nothing short of extraordinary. She arched her back, thrashing her head back and forth, her free leg wrapping around my neck reflexively. Her fingers clenched bits of grass in tight fists, her knuckles turning white. Her breathing was fast at first, gradually slowing to a normal level. I sat up, leaning over her and licking my chops tauntingly, her own juices coating my muzzle. I was a little surprised when she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head down, kissing the tip of my muzzle hungrily. I ground my rock-hard cock against her cunt lustily, causing her to moan softly. I gently prodded and poked at her pussy with my cock, enjoying her reactions immensely. After a little while, she suddenly gave an impatient groan and murmured, "I know damn well that you can understand me, now stop teasing and FUCK me already!" At this I actually froze for a second, perking my ears and staring at her, but then I mentally shook it off and leaned down, nipping at her collarbone as I started to press into her cunt. She moaned, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck. I eventually found my crotch pressed against her, my cock completely inside her tight pussy. I licked one of her nipples suddenly, causing her to gasp and her cunt to spasm around my cock briefly. I did the same to her other nipple, before turning my head sideways and using my long muzzle to bite both of them at once. She mewled, her hands fisting in my fur. I slowly started to rock my hips forward and back, running my tongue along her nipples as they were pinched between my sharp teeth. Her little whimpers of approval were oh-so-encouraging. I gradually increased the pace of my thrusting, slamming my cock in to the hilt. "Ohhhh, god...," she mumbled in my ear, her eyes shut tightly. She lifted her hips to meet mine, matching my rhythm perfectly. I placed my hands on her hips, helping to pull her up against my crotch. The grass tickled both of us gently as we lay there in the grass, rutting lustily. I finally let go of her nipples, nipping at her neck instead. She responded by doing something that I have loved ever since: She nibbled on the tip of my ear. I growled in pleasure, starting to thrust into her as hard and fast as I could. She cried out, her fingers digging into my fur as she came hard around my cock. I managed to suppress my urge to follow suit, instead nuzzling her neck affectionately. I lost count of how many times she came before I finally couldn't hold back anymore and spilled my seed into her pussy, remaining in that position for a while before rolling onto my side and watching her as I panted loudly, trying to catch my breath. She looked over at me, giving me a shy little smile. I turned to stare up at the bright blue sky, deep in thought. My biggest concern was whether now would be a good time to show her my human form or not. Finally, I decided I might as well, so I sat up, looking over at her. She gave me a questioning look, sitting up as well. Closing my eyes, I willed my body to change into its more human form. When I opened my eyes, I found her staring at me with her own eyes wide. I gave her a grin, revealing my still-sharp teeth, my bright golden eyes shining in the sunlight. My long, brown hair came down to the middle of my back, my healthy, slightly tan skin looking slightly unfamiliar to me when I looked at my hands, after being covered in black fur for so long. "Is...is that you...?" she asked, her voice quieter than a whisper, almost inaudible. She crawled closer to me, running her hands along my skin almost in disbelief. I noticed, with some amusement, that her eyes wandered to my cock a few times. "Who else could I possibly be?" I replied, my grin widening. She looked up at me, almost surprised that I could speak. "Although I suppose I should introduce myself, Samantha...I'm Isaac." "How...how did you know my name?" she asked in a shaky voice, climbing into my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck hesitantly. "Uh...eheh...to make a long story short, I've been living in these mountains for years, and way back when you used to camp up here with your family, I overheard a few things..." I kissed her forehead, wrapping my arms around her waist. We sat like that for a while, content to stay in each other's arms for hours. However, after a while, I was surprised to see her get a mischievous grin on her face. "Uh...is something on your mind?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and tilting my head slightly. I didn't really have much of an idea of what to expect, but I knew it had to be good. "Oh...I was just thinking...since there's a river nearby...we should go take a bath." Howl of Lust Ch. 03 The werewolf and his new mate made their way to the river that eventually ran into the small lake where they had first "met". Along the way, Samantha couldn't help but sneak several admiring glances at Isaac's body. While she may have thought that she was being very subtle, Isaac easily noticed, as his senses were far above human abilities. Eventually, he looked over at her at the exact moment her eyes darted below his waist. When she looked back up, she found him staring at her with a smirk on his face, and she blushed fiercely and walked a little bit ahead of him to avoid having to look him in the eye. "You do realize that you're giving me an excellent view by walking ahead of me, don't you?" Isaac teased, allowing his eyes to wander freely. He stopped walking for a moment, just long enough to get a truly memorable look. Samantha glanced back at him, shrugging with a seductive smile, "It's nothing you haven't seen before." "Oh, I'm pretty sure I've done a lot more than looking..." He responded with a lustful edge to his voice. After waiting a little while for Samantha to say something, he grinned to himself, shaking his head and gazing off into trees. Soon, they reached the river, sitting on its bank and allowing their feet to sway in the current. It was almost bizarre how close the two had become in less than a day, but then, they did not meet under ordinary circumstances. "So are you going to get in or do I have to throw you?" Isaac asked with a smirk, raising his eyebrows and leaning back slightly, using his elbows to support himself. His mind had already run through numerous ways this "bathing" could become something sexual. "The water's just a little cold, that's all..." Samantha grumbled, crossing her arms over her breasts, which Isaac noted with his smirk widening. "And...and you keep in mind this isn't something we're doing for...fun. Got it?" She continued, her voice becoming slightly nervous and embarrassed. "I don't know, I kinda like fun..." He fell back into the grass, his feet still in the clear waters of the river. He sighed in content, closing his eyes and wondering how he came to be so fortunate. "Well...if you absolutely must have your...fun..." She murmured, trying to sound as though she weren't absolutely ecstatic on the inside. "Then...at least..." Her voice dropped to the point where even Isaac could not hear what she said. He looked over at her, giving her a questioning look. "What was that last bit?" He asked curiously, asking himself that very question at the same time. "Um...I...was kind of hoping you'd...change into your wolf form..." She replied, her face reddening rapidly. She averted her eyes from him, biting her bottom lip. He grinned, raising an eyebrow. "Well I'll be damned...do you have a thing for wolves...?" He placed his hands behind his head, his body language conveying a very smug attitude. Samantha nodded wordlessly, already starting to regret admitting it to him. She thought he might think less of her because of it, although it was mostly due to the fact that society had ingrained the belief that it was wrong into her long ago. When she didn't hear a perverse statement or teasing comment, she turned to look at him. Her gaze was met with the sight of a dark-furred werewolf standing up, and suddenly she was lifted up into his arms. Soon both of them were waist deep in cool, crystal clear water, embracing each other as only young lovers can. Even the deepest of poets, the most descriptive of writers, and the most passionate of artists could not portray the beauty of such a moment. Life itself is the only canvas, the only paper that can contain such a pure and serene example of beauty. As the current ran between and around them, the two began to softly and gently explore each others' bodies. Nipping, kissing, nuzzling as though the day would never end. The wolf's fingers danced over the girl's skin, from the small of her back to the nape of her neck, sending the most pleasurable and arousing sensations along her spine. The girl had not forgotten the wolf's love of her touch, particularly along his ears. She scratched lightly at the base of his right ear, brushing the fingers of her free hand along his stomach, almost teasingly. It was only after several minutes of this that the wolf suddenly found the girl's cunt with his index finger, and he carefully pushed in with the clawed digit, raking the tip of it along her inner walls. She cried out, clinging to his fur for support, which led to her breasts brushing against the many individual strands of fur on his chest. The sensation was nothing short of extraordinary. The girl's hand slid lower on the wolf's body until it came to grip his cock, stroking and milking the hard, thick organ almost instinctively. The wolf growled in approval, allowing another finger to disappear into his mate's hungry pussy. The two groaned and writhed together in the river, the bright sunlight reflecting off the clean water and making it so that if one was to see the two, it would be colorful and vivid, the two lovers clear against the running water, their intimate parts covered by a veil made only of water. The wolf nipped at her neck and collarbone as he fingered her cunt lustily, using his other hand to caress and fondle her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. She responded by stroking his tail in time with his cock, causing him to shiver noticeably. Soon, they could wait no longer, and their hands were moved out of the way, their arms wrapped around each other, as the wolf shoved his cock into her in one quick thrust. The girl screamed, both from pain and pleasure. They quickly began to grind and crash their hips together, both of them lost in the pleasure of rutting. It wasn't long at all before they came hard against each other; the wolf biting down on the girl's neck firmly, drawing a slight bit of blood, as she cried out and clung to him like the world was ending. The results of their lust were faintly visible in the water as they disappeared down the river, carried by the current. The wolf pulled out of the girl, panting heavily, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. She looked up at him breathlessly, and then giggled at his expression. When he gave a questioning growl, she shook her head, smiling to herself and nestling her head into his chest. They eventually got around to actually bathing, although how long it took exactly is something that neither of them could determine. Afterward, they found a good-sized boulder to lie on as they dried in the sun. Isaac remained in his wolf form, his eyes shut peacefully, as Samantha lay on top of his chest, his steady breathing soothing her in some way. Samantha pondered over the bond she felt between Isaac and herself. It confused her, because they had only known each other for several hours and she already felt more comfortable and safe with him than with anyone else she knew. "I guess it's true...actions speak louder than words..." She murmured to herself, earning a brief growl from Isaac as they both lay there in a comfortable and peaceful silence, the only sound being the gentle rushing of the river. Howl of Lust Ch. 04 I sat in the grass, Samantha sleeping in my lap, as I stared up at the cloudless blue sky. I was in my wolf form, as I preferred it over being human (Not to mention I learned that the girl had a thing for wolves). It had been several days since I had first revealed myself to Samantha. Since then, she and I had mated...or rutted, if you prefer, like there was no tomorrow. I was honestly starting to wonder just what she planned to do once she was due back from her 'camping trip." Would she stay with me and live up here in the mountains and forests? Or would she take me back with her to the urban world she had lived in for all of her life? It was driving me mad, but I didn't really want to ask her. I think I was afraid of what the answer might be. Honestly, I did not want to go live in a city full of humans, but I was certain she would miss her family and friends too much to remain in the wild. I looked down as she stirred in my lap, and slowly opened her eyes. She looked up at me, and gave me a sleepy smile. "Hey you..." She murmured, leaning up to kiss the side of my muzzle. My tail started to wag reflexively, although I tried to control it. She noticed, and giggled softly, reaching one of her hands up and scratching behind one of my ears. I growled in pleasure, leaning into her hand, my eyes closing briefly, until she stopped. I gave her a look of false-irritation, but she just laughed, and I had trouble maintaining the look, eventually allowing myself to pant happily. She stretched her arms, and leaned against my chest, murmuring, "Sorry to sleep so late..." I shook my head, growling, as I scooped her up in my arms, pressing the tip of my muzzle to her lips. She giggled, returning the kiss eagerly, wrapping her arms around my neck. When I pulled away, she kissed my nose, smirking up at me. I felt my face heat up beneath my fur, and my cock began to stir, as she leaned up to nip at the side of my muzzle, and then she reached down with one hand, taking my cock in her hand, and stroking it until it was fully erect. I growled, closing my eyes and leaning my head back, my hips thrusting upwards into her hand. She giggled, her smirk widening. "You want it, boy?" She murmured, referring to me like I was a dog. I shivered, a small part of me finding it arousing, despite my dominant preference, as I nodded slightly. She slid out of my arms and down my body, never taking her hand off of my cock. Finally, she had her head level with my crotch, and she touched the tip of her tongue to my cock, causing me to whimper, as I dug my fingers into the grass. Suddenly, she engulfed the head of my cock with her mouth, sucking lightly. I barely resisted the urge to howl, instead only growling and clenching my jaws together, as she took my cock into her mouth at an agonizingly slow rate. She bobbed her head up and down on my shaft, rolling her tongue around the head of my cock before managing to take more of my dick down her throat. I was getting delirious with pleasure, as she moaned around my cock, closing her eyes. I occasionally couldn't help but thrust my hips up when she took more of my shaft into her mouth, and I heard her gag a few times, but she didn't stop, fortunately for me. I could feel myself getting close to cumming, and I let out a whine, a shiver traveling down my spine into my tail. Samantha clearly noticed, as she opened her eyes and looked up at me seductively, pulling her mouth off of my cock, stroking it with one hand while murmuring with a smirk, "Enjoying yourself, Isaac?" I nodded rapidly, squirming as she continued to massage my cock with her delicate fingers. "Are you close to cumming...?" She asked softly, still smirking up at me. Again, I nodded, digging my fingers into the grass beneath me. "Good..." She gave me one last look of lust before she took my all the way into her mouth, sucking hard. I howled, unable to take it anymore, shooting streams of cum down her throat, which she swallowed without hesitation, much to my surprise. I fell onto my back in the grass, panting quickly, as I struggled to catch my breath. Samantha climbed onto my chest, looking down at me. "I hope you enjoyed that..." She whispered breathlessly, licking her lips. She had a faint blush on her cheeks, and she was still smirking at me. In all honesty, I think that was the first time in my life I was truly speechless...even though I couldn't have spoken in that form anyway. As she caught her breath on top of my heaving chest, I stared up at the sky, thinking that it would be better to postpone my question until a later time. Eventually, both of us managed to breath normally, and I sat up again, which placed her back in my lap. I nuzzled her cheek with my muzzle appreciatively, growling softly. She giggled, pushing at my muzzle half-heartedly. "Cut it out, Isaac..." I ignored her light protest, nuzzling her neck as well, licking her collarbone. She moaned softly, leaning her head back, exposing her neck to me. I took the opportunity to nibble on her neck, causing her to gasp and dig her hands into the fur on my chest, her eyes shutting tightly. I pushed her onto her back in the grass, leaning over her, doing my best to show off my sharp teeth in a wolfish grin. I planned to get her back for what she had just done. She stared up at me, her face turning red, as I slid my tongue down her neck, over her collarbone, to her breasts, flicking my tongue over her nipples lightly, latching onto one of them after a minute and suckling, as she groaned and writhed beneath me. I brought my hand up to her other breast and fondled it roughly, pinching and pulling her nipple. She nearly screamed, arching her back as her mouth opened wide. I switched to her other tit, taking it between my teeth and pulling on it as my hand move to her thigh, massaging it roughly. "I-Isaac...please...lower..." She whimpered, placing her hands on my head and trying to push me towards her pussy. I growled in amusement, giving her a cruel look before trailing my tongue down her stomach, around her navel, and below her waist, stopping just above her clit. She moaned in frustration. "Please!" She cried out, squirming beneath me. Finally, I touched the tip of my tongue to her clit, making small circles on it. She screamed, shoving her hips upwards, grinding my muzzle into her cunt. I thrashed my tongue around her pussy, licking up her sweet juices as she continuously groaned and cried out, her wetness coating my muzzle. She dug her fingers into the fur on my head, pushing my face down into her cunt, as I greedily lapped at her dripping pussy. She started moaning louder and louder, and I could tell she was getting close to cumming. I withdrew my tongue, and, after waiting a moment, pinched her clit between my sharp teeth. She screamed, wrapping her legs around my neck reflexively, arching her back again, her cunt overflowing with her cum. When her orgasm subsided, I gently pulled her legs off of my neck, licking my chops tauntingly, as I stared at her. She smiled, breathing heavily. "That...that was...amazing...as always..." I panted happily, my tail wagging, as I sat down beside her. She continued to lie in the grass for a little while, staring lovingly at me, occasionally appearing as if she were thinking about something. Finally, she sat up and murmured softly, "Isaac...you know, my friends and family will only believe I'm camping up here for so long...And I don't want to leave you..." She was fidgeting slightly as she spoke. I blinked, nodding silently. It was strange how she and I had the very same question on each of our respective minds. I truly hoped she would stay in the mountains with me, but it wasn't likely. "So...we need to figure out someway to stay together..." She continued, pulling up some grass from the ground. "Would you prefer it if we stayed up here, or if we both returned to my home...?" She asked finally, staring at me with a serious look, which looked unusual on her face. I shrugged, shaking my head slightly, attempting to get the message across that I didn't think we should try and decide at that time. She nodded, understanding what I was trying to say. She climbed into my lap, leaning back against me, sighing to herself. "Oh, Isaac...what are we going to do...?" She murmured, and even though it was addressed to me, the question was more to herself. She leaned her head back, and the two of us stared up at the cloudless blue sky. After a while, I stood, lifting her in my arms. She gave me a questioning look, tilting her head to one side, and I gestured with my muzzle in the direction of her camp. She didn't understand, so I shook my head and began to walk, my tail swaying behind me with each step. Eventually, her tent came into view, and she finally understood where I had been taking her. "Oh, we're going back to my camp..." She murmured, looking up at me. "Why?" Obviously, I was unable to verbally answer, so I again shook my head. When we were in her campsite, I set her down on a flat rock, sitting down on the ground beside her. Suddenly, a delicious taste reached my nose, and I began to sniff, following my nose into her tent. I found some sort of jar, containing a tan paste or something of the sort. Tilting my head, I brought it out of the tent, staring at it between my hands curiously. I unscrewed it and licked at some of the paste. It tasted extremely good, so I began to lick more, and after a while, I became thirsty. Setting down the jar, I licked at my teeth and the roof of my mouth, trying to get the paste off. I suddenly noticed Samantha was laughing, and I couldn't figure out why. It was incredibly annoying to have whatever the tan paste was stuck all over my mouth, and she seemed to find it hilarious. I growled at her, which only made her laugh more. "What, Isaac, you've never seen peanut butter before?" She asked, still laughing a bit. I raised both eyebrows, shaking my head. This only made her giggle a bit, and she waved with her hand in the direction of the lake, "You should probably go get a drink." I quickly took her suggestion, sprinting to the lake and using the water to clean my mouth as best as I could, before returning hastily to the campsite. When I returned, the same scent of this "peanut butter" reached my nose again, but it was coming from somewhere outside the jar. "Isaac..." I heard her call softly, turning to see her sitting on the rock with a devious smirk on her face. "Want a bit more...?" She asked, giggling to herself. After a few more sniffs, I knew exactly where the scent was coming from... Howl of Lust Ch. 05 It was a cloudy, rainy day up in the mountains, and I awoke to the sound of rain hitting the cover that made up Samantha's tent. We had fallen asleep inside the small 'residence' after a long—very long—night of rutting. After my unorthodox introduction to peanut butter, I had pounced on her, and we did not lie still until the early hours of the morning. As I waited for my mate to awaken in the small tent, with Samantha curled up against me, I stared at the 'ceiling', deciding once and for all that I was going to stay with her, wherever we went. I couldn't help but dread the possibility that meant traveling to a human city and living with her there. Before I could ponder and fret over this problem further, Samantha began to shift against me, groaning in her sleep. My ears perked as she whispered, "Isaac..." in her sleep, and I nudged her, thinking she might be having a nightmare or something of that sort. However, her moaning continued, and it was not long before I noticed they were not of fear or dread. They were of pleasure. "Oh...Isaac...!" She cried out in her sleep, grinding her body against me. I felt my cock begin to harden, her displays of lust arousing me to an extreme degree. Soon she was grinding nonstop against me, her arms coiled around my waist tightly, as if letting go would mean the end of the world. "Fuck...fuck me...fuck me Isaac...!" I was honestly surprised. She had never spoken in such a dirty, such a lustful way to me, not during any of the times we had rutted. I fought to control my own hormones, as I was so aroused by her words and actions I could barely resist the urge to wake her by fucking her while she slept. Suddenly, gripping me as tight as she could, and with a surge of wetness coating her thighs and as a consequence the side of my right hip, she cried out, "Oh! Fuck my ass Isaac!" This caused my eyes to widen, and I looked at her with disbelief, even though she was asleep and couldn't possibly explain her cry. Then again, it really explained itself, did it not? I was, to put it mildly, surprised and lustful. Unable to restrain myself anymore, I rolled her onto her stomach as she dreamed of rutting with me, lifting her hips in the air and spitting on my furred hand, using it to lubricate my cock a bit. I spit some on her asshole as well, determined to make certain she would enjoy this as much as she was enjoying dreaming of it. I pressed the head of my cock against her virgin ass, causing her to groan in her sleep and attempt to pull away from my intruding dick, only to be held in place by my firm hands. After a few minutes of pushing and then pulling away only to push in again, the head of my cock slipped into her ass, and she shrieked, her fists clutching at the sleeping bag beneath her. Her eyes must have shot open, and she glanced over her shoulder at me. "Is-Isaac?!" She spoke in an embarrassed, shocked, and yet aroused voice, obviously surprised to find her dream turned to reality. I looked back at her with half-open eyes, pushing another couple of inches of my cock into her ass, causing her eyes to shut tightly as she whimpered, shaking her ass from side to side, which only inspired me to truly fuck her brains out. I continued to impale her further on my hard cock, each inch slipping into her ass slowly until my hips were pressed against her ass cheeks. She panted and writhed as she felt the pain and pleasure of having her secret little fantasy come true. She again glanced over her shoulder at me, her own eyes only half-open now, whispering my name. I growled, and began to pull out of her, earning a long moan from her, "Ohhhhh...!" leaving just the head of my cock in her tight ass before pushing it back into her, holding her hips still so that she couldn't throw herself forward to avoid it. I closed my eyes, grunting as I pulled out almost completely again, thrusting my dick into her now-deflowered ass with a bit more force, causing her to let out a brief squeak of pain and pleasure. "Isaac...!" She cried, still moving her hips within my grasp as if to get away. She writhed on my cock, her attempts to escape seeming half-hearted and almost playful. I growled, pulling my cock almost entirely out of her butt again, before stuffing it back into her with a grunt, a gentle cry being my reward. I stroked my cock in and out of her tight ass again, building a bit more force in the thrust, earning an erotic sound from her. This time, she bucked her ass back to meet my thrust, whimpering. "Oh...yes...!" Pleased that she had finally admitted to enjoying it, I began to work myself into a rhythm, thrusting my dick into her ass with hard, powerful thrusts that caused her to cry out, my own growls and grunts of lust in the background. "Yes, Isaac, yes...Fuck me, Isaac...Fuck my virgin ass...!" She was speaking in a dirty manner as she had in her dream, which aroused me more than I could've possibly imagined. Eventually I was slamming my cock into her butt as hard and fast as I could manage, stuffing her ass with my dick as she cried and whimpered. Occasionally, she would glance back at me with those half-open eyes, a submissive, lustful expression on her face, and I would spank her ass as I fucked it, growling. I gave a final, hard, lusty thrust into her ass, before my cock began to flood her butt with my cum, resulting in her cry, "Oh, god... Isaac... I'm cumming...!" as her pussy surged with more wetness. Both of us remained in our respective positions, as we panted and basked in the afterglow of the lustful, unorthodox rutting. Eventually, I pulled out of her deflowered ass, earning a last, gentle moan from her as I collapsed beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist. She looked at me, her eyes still only half-open. "Isaac...that was...I mean...how did you know...?" I only gave a wolfish grin, panting as I recovered from the fierce, lustful session. She curled up against me as she had before I had woken her with a surprise realization of her fantasy. As fate would have it, we ended up falling asleep again in a position very similar to how we had started that morning, and when I awoke next, it was night, and still raining. Samantha was already awake, and she greeted me with a gentle kiss to the side of my muzzle. "Hey...Isaac..." She said, clearly embarrassed about earlier. I growled a greeting, nipping at her ear playfully. She shivered, whimpering briefly. For a while, we just lay together, kissing and licking, nipping, all sorts of teasing. However, she eventually spoke up about the dreaded issue. "Isaac...I'm hoping you're okay with this...but I...I think I know what I want to do...with us." My ears perked up, and I tilted my head inquisitively, as she took a deep breath and gave me a gentle smile. "Isaac...even though I love my family, and my friends very much...and I'm used to living in the city...I've decided. I want to stay up here in the forest...with you..." My eyes widened, my tail wagging happily, as she continued, "And...I want you to...to treat me like...like I'm..." She bit her lip nervously, finishing in a small voice. "Like I'm your submissive little bitch...." She glanced up at me with submissive, pleading eyes, and, grinning happily, I pounced on her, the sound of the rain falling being pierced later that night by two long howls of lust.