Awakening Ch. 03

My heart was hammering against my chest as I licked dry lips and waited expectantly, poised as I had the last time, on my toes, ass lifted slightly in the air - waiting - needing what he would soon give me. I heard faint footsteps and lifted my ass a little more, feeling the rush of cool air enter dark places. That small adjustment had the effect of spreading my ass-cheeks farther apart, giving him a better view of what he would soon have. What he wanted. He'd told me he liked for me to do that, and I knew it'd make his already throbbing cock even harder. That excited me tremendously. He must've stopped, pausing to appreciate the view.

I flexed my anus, enticing him to speed up. I was growing desperate, my mind screaming, hurry, hurry, hurry... The male wolf finally arrived, wrapped his front paws around my waist and, with no preliminaries, sank his turgid staff all the way to the base. I cried out as the force of it took my breath away, making my knees buckle for just an instant. There was pain, but the female wolf always feels pain before she experiences the pleasure of her mate's hot liquid gift inside her womb.

Randy's cock felt like a fencepost - large, hot, meaty, as he started pounding into my soft core like he'd done previously. Sensitive nerve endings tingled as his cock pushed the walls of my vagina aside, forcing something much too huge inside - something much too large to fit that space. The large spongy crown painfully banged against my tender cervix, but it was a small price to pay for the exquisite pleasure it was giving. I felt every ridge, every vain, every throb - I was dying. My legs trembled violently, threatening to give out, my heart hammering inside my chest as I fought for air.

Vaguely I saw my hands, white knuckles clutching the back of the couch, pushing myself backward, trying to get him deeper inside me. I became aware I was making small noises, crying out pitifully, moaning, grunting obscenely as he pummeled me without regard for anything I was feeling. I was lost, oblivious to everything else in the world; Stu, my marriage, everything. There was only this thick cock moving inside me; mindlessly fucking me into unconsciousness; its massive girth pulling and pushing the lining of my vagina in and out with every thrust; the male wolf and his bitch, mating as they'd done for centuries.

Without any warning, my climax hit like a giant wave rolling over me. It was violent, unrelenting, taking my mind, my breath, my strength. Racking my slender body over and over with its intensity as I shook, twisted and cried out, mindlessly hammering myself against his hardness - until I simply blanked out.

When I came to I was back on the bed, Randy tenderly kissing my face, licking away salty tear-tracks, gently caressing around my mouth and eyes with his finger-tips. I noticed he had blue eyes, something I hadn't observed until just then. Those eyes were filled with such tenderness I'd never experienced before. In turn, I reached up and touched his face, silently staring up at him. I was filled with wonder at my own body. We hadn't used the illegal 'love dust' this time, yet what I'd experienced was just as intense as the times I had.

Neither of us probably had the staying power this time that we'd previously experienced with the powder, but wow! I was amazed - and confused. Maybe the dust had unlocked a part of me I didn't know existed. It was a real puzzle. Randy kissed me passionately and I kissed him back, my mouth open, seeking.

"I'll be leaving in a couple days," he said softly. "I was offered a position as the head chef at our flagship hotel in New York City. Twice the pay, a real opportunity. I'll help out here through the New Year's Eve party crowd, then report up there a couple days later."

I stared at him, trying to comprehend what he'd just said. For some reason it made me sad. "I guess I won't see you around anymore then?" He nodded. I said, "I'll miss you Randy." It was true. I realized that I actually would miss him. Without warning, the tears started flowing.

Randy stroked my face, kissed each tear until they ceased running. Then he said, "Come with me."

"What? I'm married, Randy! I can't just up and leave!"

"You can. You love me. I was lying about not having any more love dust. I have a drawer full of the stuff. We can use it every day if you want." He looked sheepish. "I didn't use it today because I needed to know you wanted me without having to use it. I had to know that before I could ask you to come with me. I know now, you love me."

"That's crazy." What was crazy was the way my mind kept spinning at his words - the implications - the possibilities.

Randy roughly pulled me to him and kissed me, forcing my mouth open with his tongue. I found myself kissing him back, moaning softly. He placed my hand on his hardening cock and I squeezed it, desperately wanting it inside me.

"See?" he whispered. "You do. You'll be miserable without me. Come be my little wolf. I'll never leave you alone like he does. We can fuck like animals every day. I'll show you things you never knew - things that will blow your mind. It'll never get old."

I tried to sit up, but he pulled me back down, holding my hand on his cock. I fought it, but then began slowly stroking him, my other hand reaching for his warm balls. He took a nipple between his fingers loving it gently. I moaned, slid down and kissed his nipple, biting it, sucking. He wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled me up, flipped me over and got on top, pressing the head of his cock against the folds of my vagina, insistently forcing them apart, slowly sliding the large head inside as he stared at the surprised wonder in my widening eyes. I lay without moving as he pushed the walls of my vagina aside, feeling each ridge and vain as his lovely cock slid past the raw nerve endings - slowly, relentlessly, maddening - fighting a groan from escaping my half-open mouth, my breath coming in little short gasps. He continued licking my parted lips and staring into my eyes as though searching for something - all the time pushing his fabulous cock deeper inside me.

Suddenly, I couldn't stand it any longer. Moaning, I wrapped my legs around him, sought his mouth with mine and slid my tongue inside. I clasped him close, lifting to meet his gentle thrusts, moving with his long persistent strokes. Given time, I knew they would become shorter and faster, that it would then become a frantic race to finish, but for now I simply relished the tenderness of it. I felt I was where I belonged. I felt like I was home at last. I felt that I finally knew what he'd been searching for in my eyes.

"I love you," I whispered.