NTRPG - Fallen Heroines

Still grinning in amusement, the werewolf did as she demanded. Leaving Agnes to shift nervously as his thing waved with his movement.

'That musk.' She thought as the stench pervaded her senses.

The blonde rogue licked her lips as she cautiously reached out to touch it. Running her hand up its length, she found some amusement in the way the massive wolf-man shivered and leaned into her touch.

'Such a massive creature. Affected by such a little touch,' She mused as her fingertips ran along his sensitive organ, 'It's so hot. The heat practically radiates off it.'

Growing more confident, she wrapped her hand fully around the shaft, enjoying the way her touch elicited impatient groans from the wolf-man. Leaning forward, she made sure to take a deep breath of his pungent musk, before laying a delicate kiss at the head of his member.

It was meant to be chaste. Tentative. But, the second her lips made contact with his flesh, his taste was on the tip of her tongue.

She loved it.

She needed more of it.

The kiss turned into a full-on lip lock with the underside of the swollen organ, as she slurped at the pungent meat in hopes of deriving more of its delicious flavour. It was full, meaty and a little salty, and the petite rogue found she couldn't get enough of it.

Slowly she moved her head around the side of the wolf's cock, seeking new and untouched areas to bathe with her tongue. As she did, she enjoyed the pleased rumbles of the wolf as she feverishly serviced his sensitive organ. She had never done this for anyone before, but if her lover's pleasured growls were anything to go by, she was a natural at it.

With renewed enthusiasm and pride, she finally made her way up the twitching head of his cock, and in one smooth motion enveloped it with her pillowy soft lips. The wolf groaned and wobbled slightly in response, before bringing both hands down to thread through the eager rogue's short blonde hair.

Thereafter the only sounds in the clearing were the enthusiastic sucking, licking and nibbling of the petite blonde and the low growls of her lover as she serviced him.

She found she liked it that way. Liked hearing his pleasure. It made her feel... wanted and sexy. It was something she had never really felt before, and she found she wanted more of it.

Her cheeks bulged as she took more of her wolf-like lover's impressive dick into her hot, wet mouth, she luxuriated in the way it tasted on her eager and busy tongue. Slowly she began to bob up and down, taking a little more into her mouth each time, and leaving a trail of shiny, slick saliva down its length.

Above her she heard the wolf-man's growls growing, and the fingers in her hair tightened slightly. Not enough to hurt, but enough to give the wolf-man slightly more control over her tempo.

"Look at me!" He rumbled, and Agnes found herself powerless to refuse as her eyes instantly turned up to stare at her lover's face. "Good, that's good. Keep looking into my eyes just like that."

Agnes did as she was commanded, and for this first time found the werewolf's eyes something other than unnatural. In fact, glistening in the low light she had to admit that they were quite captivating.

Staring into those beautiful golden orbs, she could feel the hot throbbing shaft sinking further into her mouth. When it finally reached the back of her throat, she felt the urge to gag, but stifled it with the ease of someone well practiced in swallowing disgusting healing potions.

A perhaps unconventional use of that talent, but what about the situation was conventional anyway?

***

The wolfman grinned as his cock sank deeper into the girl's throat, allowing him to finally get his entire length into her warm, wet gullet. All the while he stared into her eyes, luxuriating in his power over her

The mage would expect a heavy recompense for providing him a bounty such as this, but he would gladly pay it. Female's like this were not easily found, and the witch had managed to get not just one, but four, to walk straight into his den!

Knowing that there were three more of near equal quality to this one so close by, he momentarily considered going after them as well, but eventually decided against it.

The wolf feared no one, but he was no fool. The mage was a tricky one and would no doubt have some plan in place in the event of the wolf's betrayal.

Still, the thought of possessing three other females of similar quality to this one was an exciting one, and he felt his orgasm begin to spew forth into the eager bitch beneath at the image it presented.

***

Agnes was surprised as she felt the body above her tense, but she refused to release her hold on the member in her mouth. Not that she had much choice in the matter, with the wolf firmly holding her head in place.

Which left the petite young woman with little choice but to guzzle the flood of thick creamy cum that spewed into her throat. It came so thick and fast that for a moment the rogue feared she would drown.

Then it was over.

The wolfman let go of her, letting his now softening member slowly slide from her throat. His entire length was slick with spit and gleamed in the moonlight when the head finally popped free of her soft pink lips. But it seemed that in spite of her slight light-headedness, Agnes was less than eager to let it go; as she peppered the head of the softening organ with small licks and kisses, collecting up the final traces of thick wolfen ejaculate.

Only when the member was totally clean did Agnes allow herself to collapse into the soft grass.

'That wasn't bad at all.' The blonde reluctantly admitted, 'Goddess, 'werewolf cum' might become a craving if I'm not careful. Wouldn't that be a bitch to try and find back home.'

It had been fun. No doubt about it. When she finally got back to civilization she would definitely have to see about losing her virginity properly. With a human. Probably.

Fortunately, she was now pretty sure that with the massive load her captor had just fired off, that was now a possibility. She sincerely doubted the amorous werewolf was going to be up to much else after emptying what must have been a month's worth of cum down her throat.

'Woo!' She thought.

She had saved her chastity with her recently discovered prodigious talent at fellatio. It was almost a shame though. She was feeling seriously horny now and was probably going to have to 'take care of herself' behind some bushes in a few minutes.

Which would be nothing new.

'Although coming up with an excuse for how my armour got shredded definitely will be.' She lamented, 'Eric's definitely not going to let that go without comment. And I'll be lucky if Mary lets me out of her sight for the entire trip back.'

Normally knowing that her family cared about her would be a source of comfort, but to her surprise, she suddenly found it ... grating.

'I don't want to be treated like a kid forever.' She groused, 'I mean, yeah, I don't have Holy Power, but I can take care of myself without it.'

She had just survived a werewolf attack after all.

Perhaps it was in a slightly unconventional manner, but wasn't that a point in her favour? She certainly couldn't have imagined Mary having the... fortitude to go through with what she had just done.

The confused blonde's thoughts were interrupted by a strong pair of arms settling around her, before casually flipped her onto her stomach.

Alarmed, she squawked in outrage over her shoulder, "What the fuck do you think you're doing!? We had a deal!"

'A deal the wolf-man had no real obligation to fulfil and could easily renege on without consequence,' that small cynical voice pointed out.

A sudden flush of panic ran through her at the thought, and she found herself reaching for her blades, only to remember that they would have been discarded along with her armour.

"Calm yourself woman." The wolf hissed from behind her, as if reading her thoughts, "The night is young and I have not yet had my fill of you. I can only hope your lower mouth is as stimulating as your upper."

Alarmed for different reasons now, Agnes looked back over her shoulder to see that the wolf-man was eying her virgin nether regions with obvious interest, his miraculously revived cock pulsing in time with his heartbeat as it gleamed tall and strong in the moonlight.

'Oh Goddess, how is he still hard?' She thought as apprehension and arousal hit her in equal measure at the imposing sight.

That monster would completely destroy her tight little snatch.

...Still, she couldn't deny that she was still horny as hell. And if it felt anything like the blowjob did...

'Well shit.' She decided, 'I guess this is happening then.'

Trying to hide her nervousness, she slowly lifted her perfectly rounded ass into the air, while firmly planting both hands on the ground in front of her.

It wasn't the most dignified of poses, but it seemed to be what he wanted, and she was hoping that would make the inevitable penetration easier on her. Unfortunately, the pose did have the negative side-effect of making her well aware of the fact that her 'excitement' was trickling down her thighs.

Flushing in embarrassment, and eager to get it all over with, she snapped at the wolfman who was smirking at her glistening thighs, "J-just get on with it!"

His eyes turning from amused to lustful in a moment, and the wolf-man wasted no time. Agnes flinched slightly as she felt both of his powerful hands take her by the hips. She felt the heat of his cock between her thighs before it even touched her, and the sensation sent a shiver up her spine. It was all she could do not to let out a wanton whine as the heated member moved to rub up and down her engorged nether lips, further lubricating her already damp cunt with her spit and his pre-cum. She was practically panting in anticipation when her captor's member finally positioned itself for the inevitable penetration into her untouched virginal depths.

Time seemed to freeze, and all was silent but for the panting of the two strangely in sync pair of lovers of different species.

"Fuuuck!" The young blonde keened out as her captor slid into her with a triumphant roar.

Agnes's entire body tensed, and her eyes scrunched shut as the invader stretched her pussy wide. Her labial lips formed a tight pink ring where they stretched and squeezed at the massive cock.

The wolf-man didn't stop though; the urge to fully conquer the eager bitch beneath him compelled him to push deeper into her soft tight channel.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Agnes hissed as she felt the rock-solid cock sinking deeper into her.

***

The werewolf chuckled, enjoying the female's snugness and heat about his length. For all that she had a small frame, the young woman had managed to take his shaft in its entirety. That was an impressive feat, not often managed by women of more considerable size.

In his mind, the compatibility of their sexual organs was proof that his instincts had not lead him wrong. Of the party bevy of females that had entered his territory, he now knew that he had selected the most appropriate one for his affections. Now it was simply a matter of making the feisty female beneath him acknowledge that compatibility.

'Something I doubt will be too difficult,' He with a smirk as he pulled out of her tight snatch, eliciting a moan from the lusty woman beneath him.

Admiring the way her pink cunt gaped slightly before returning to it's former tightness, he drove himself back into her slick depths with relish, enjoying the sound of his prey's pleasure as much as the sensations of her sex.

***

Agnes found herself crying out again as her body accommodated to the invader. Her natural athleticism helped her there; as her vigorous exercise routine meant that she had long since torn her hymen.

Not that she could appreciate that as the hot shaft of the wolf-man continued to rub against her own equally heated vaginal walls. It was hard to think after all with every errant twitch sending electrical pleasure shooting up her spine.

"Wai-ah! Wait! Wait Damnit!" She called, sending a weak kick back with her leg as she did so. The sudden movement sent more pleasure shooting up from her cunt, but at least it got the amorous wolf's attention. He didn't pull out, but he stopped his maddening thrusting with a sigh.

"What's the matter woman?" He taunted with amusement, "Are you not strong enough to handle a child of the moon?"

Despite the circumstances, and the odd nature of the jibe, the dig at her pride resonated with her.

"Shut up! I can handle everything you've got you stupid mutt." She hissed, "I just... I just need a minute to... get used to it."

The wolf smirked at her bluster, but obligingly remained still.

Agnes still felt like kicking him, but for the moment was happy for the momentary reprieve as she tried get accustomed to the sensation of heat and fullness within her. She cautiously placed one hand over her bare abdomen, marvelling at the sensation of her utterly full little pussy struggling to accommodate the massive invader.

After a few minutes of impatient shuffling from both of them, as their maddeningly sensitive sexes remained interlocked, Agnes finally felt ready.

"Alright, I'm ready." She grunted, "Just try to be gentle you big bag of-"

The werewolf drew back and slammed his hips into the rogue's heated depths with a gratifying hiss of pleasure. Agnes cried out once more at the sudden sensation. Only this time there was no pain; just more of that same electrifying sense of pleasure that left her wanting more.

"Fuck!" She hissed as the beast started pounding her; sweat dripping off her lithe form with each loud slap of their hips colliding.

Soon the woods were alive with the sound of the slapping of flesh on flesh and animalistic groans that were only distinguishable only by their pitch.

Agnes loved it.

She couldn't believe how good it felt! The sound of his moans. The smell of his animal musk. His magical werewolf cock.

It was all too incredible...

She knew that she would have to experience this again. This raw animalistic mating. It would be difficult, of that she had no doubt, but it wouldn't be impossible to manufacture some excuse to come this way once a year. She might have to stop adventuring with Erich and others for a little while each-

The wolf slammed even deeper, and Agnes yowled again as another jolt of pleasure shot through her, reducing her insides to a spasming mess.

'Forget once a year,' The blonde rogue thought blearily as her lover kept jack hammering into her, 'I need to do this much, much more often.'

"You like that don't you girl?" The wolf-man grunted as he leaned low over her, pressing his muscular chest into her sweaty back. "You want more of it."

Agnes let out a low hiss of assent, incapable of more while under such a furious assault of pleasure.

"You could have more of it. All day, every day, if you so desired." The wolf-man continued. "You could live wild and free with me in these woods."

Agnes wanted to snort at the ridiculous of the creature's offer, but to her shock she found that the idea did hold some appeal.

'No more stupid rules and regulations. No more ridiculous expectations.'

No more being hounded to constantly to take on more training when all she wanted to do was go out and have some fun.

"You like that don't you? The thought of me and you doing whatever we wanted. Living as we pleased in our own little kingdom. Utterly free of consequences."

She did like that. She liked that a lot.

'What about Erich? Mary? Your family?' Her conscience flared, 'Do you think they'll just accept you running off to live with a werewolf? A monster? One that you've only just met at that? One that forced himself on you!?'

'We wont tell them.' She retorted as another shudder ran through her, 'It's none of their business what I do with myself. I'm a grown-ass woman, not a little girl.'

The feeling of disquiet continued, but she ignored it.

"I'll do it." She hissed impulsively, no longer caring about the consequences. All that mattered was the pleasure and freedom she felt right now.

"You'd have to become a werewolf. A Child of the Moon like me."

That sent a cold jolt running through her eager mind, but it quickly faded as her lover's shaft speared into her heated depths once more.

Instead she found a new sensation rising in its place.

Excitement.

"I don't care! To be free and as strong and fast as you? I'm not seeing any downsides here." She hissed.

The werewolf chuckled at her enthusiasm, before he redoubled his efforts, his weight bearing them both to the ground. Agnes's small sensitive tits rubbed against the floor beneath them with every thrust, sending sparks of pleasure shooting up from her tiny hard pink nipples as they rubbed against the dirt and grass.

From above, the small blonde was almost entirely covered by her larger lover as he rutted furiously with her. Only her shaking arms and legs stood out from the massive bestial form hovering above her.

Soon enough the entirely clearing was utterly awash with the sound of animal mating and the heavy musk of sex, sweat and primitive desire.

Finally though, as if at some unseen signal only they were privy to, the pair reached the apex of their pleasure. The small rogue came with an animalistic shriek; her hands and feet clawing at the soft earth beneath her as her body tensed through the waves of her climax.

The wolf-man's orgasm was just as earthshattering as he lifted up his massive body and bellowed into the night, his powerful arms holding his new mate beneath him as he fired jet after jet of steaming ejaculate into her quivering and receptive cunt.

The pair remained locked like that, lost in their shared world of pleasure. To the two lovers, it seemed to last both a moment and an eternity.

Eventually though, the wolf-man rolled off his exhausted lover to collapse bonelessly in the dirt, his spent cock popping free of Agnes's tight orifice with an audible pop.

The equally sweaty young woman remained perfectly still, her body aglow with a soft satisfied ache. Her now almost gaping cunt felt especially pleasant. Both sore and satiated. In particular, she found she liked the sensation of wolfen cream dribbling from her reddened and swollen labial lips.

"That was fucking amazing." She gasped giddily from her prone position.

"Ready for round two." Came a voice from behind her.

"Already!?" She grunted in amused disbelief, before realizing that she had vastly underestimated the vigour of a werewolf compared to a regular man.

She almost said no. Tired and weak, she swore she could sleep for a weak. It was only the amused look of condescension that rose on her lover's face as she considered it that changed her mind.

Like hell she was about to be outdone by this overgrown bag of fluff!

"If you think you're up to the challenge," She teased with a coquettish grin as she clambered once more to her feet.

He most certainly was.