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.
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.
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.”