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After several slow passionate moves, bring her back into the passion, James surprised Elyse by pulling all the way out of her and rolled her over onto her front. When she tried to roll back over, he wouldn't let her. When she tried to get up, he grabbed her hips and pulled her up on her hands and knees. When she was there, he kept his hands on her hips and pulled her backward as he rose up on his knees behind her.
She looked over her shoulder and saw a lust filled feral look on his face and began to grow afraid at this dominating man that was holding her. When his dick slid into her pussy, she became more afraid of herself, with how quickly that she could succumb to his lust. She was instantly wet with arousal and her body responded to his pull.
She willingly pushed against his thrust and took him all the way inside her. Turning her head back to the front, she closed her eyes and blocked out the world around her and focused on the pleasure that was running rampant through her body. Her body was growing hot with each of his thrusts as she ground back against him.
She could hear James' groans of pleasure and they were becoming more like growls. She closed her legs to put them beside his and brought her feet up over his calves. As she continued to build up her orgasm, she noticed that he was growling more than groaning and moaning. Her own voice was making itself be heard as she let out squeals of delight at him being so deep inside her.
She had felt his leg hairs on his thighs and calves earlier, but something now felt different about them. Her pleasure built faster inside her as she continued to thrust against the man behind her, but the hair seemed thicker and longer now and was tickling her skin some.
James' palms felt rougher than earlier, and his fingernails were starting to dig into her hips as he kept a grip on her. The slight pain integrated with Elyse's pleasure and she started thrusting harder onto his dick. His taut stomach was feeling more hairy now than it did earlier, as well. It felt like he had slipped on a fur coat while he was still riding her.
Then she noticed another difference about James. His cock felt different. It felt like it was a little bit skinnier and the head wasn't as large as it was earlier. Then the most shocking thing happened.
Elyse felt a slight pain as a small part of James' dick swelled up inside her. He kept pumping in and out of her, but this swollen part wouldn't let him pull completely out. Suddenly, James lout out with a howl behind her as he drove all the way into her. She felt his hot seed hit her cervix, sending her into an orgasmic bliss, and ignoring the fact that he was behind her, howling like a wolf.
When she felt the last of his cum spurt into her, lust rushed through her body even stronger than before. She didn't want, but needed much more from him. She wanted all of him. She began to thrust and pull from his still hard shaft, looking over her shoulder to see her lover's green eyes. Then everything came into perspective.
She looked back and first noticed his hands. The looked like a man's hands, but they were covered with black fur. The fingers ended in claws, like those that you would find on an animal. She let her eyes wander up his arms, taking in the creature that was still thrusting into her, and her body was still pushing back against.
She saw the fur was all over his torso and chest, his arms as well. It was as black as night, shinning in the late day sun that passed through the trees around them. His body was still in great physical shape, as was evident by the soft yet thin lay of fur on his front. She could tell from his sides that it grew thicker around to his back.
When her eyes traveled up to his head, she instantly thought of a werewolf. His head was that of a wolf. The fur was completely black and his jaw was thrust forward into a snout, with his black wet nose at the end of it. His mouth was open and his tongue panting with each thrust into her body. His teeth looked sharp enough to rip her to shreds. She jumped her eyes to his ears, large wolf ears, sitting on top of his head, facing toward the front.
At seeing the animal that was mating with her, she let out a grunt at the pleasure of his cock still filling her, the knot inside her rubbing her walls and massaging them with great pleasure. His pointed shaft kept hitting her cervix with each thrust and sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body.
His ears twitched when she grunted and he lowered his head, drool from his mouth and long tongue dripping onto her lower back. She looked up with fear at the werewolf; and then lost all fear at the mesmerizing green, and still almond shaped, eyes staring at her.
Elyse let out a wail of pleasure as an orgasm racked her body with pleasure. She looked forward again and lowered her head, just enjoying the pleasure that the creature was giving her. Then her back was covered with its fur as it fell on top of her. James' front paws touched the ground right in front of her hips, his snout was right next to her ear, sniffing at her ear and licking it.
She felt his tongue begin to lick further down her neck as his thrust became harder and faster into her. She could tell he was nearing orgasm again and her lust didn't care that this was a werewolf that was mating with her. She began to thrust faster against him, meeting his hips with hers with vigor.
"Give it to my, lover," she begged, her hand reaching up from the ground, and rubbing along his head. Her hand felt the soft fur and she her orgasm rocketed through her body. She felt her pussy grip and tighten on the knot and the rest of his shaft as it plundered in her depths. "Make me yours, for eternity."
James took her for her words, and brought his head away from her caressing hand. Then he opened his jaws and bit hard onto her shoulder. At the same time, his cum exploded against her cervix. The mix of both happening at the same time sent Elyse into the greatest orgasms of her life. She felt her world being torn apart, just as her shoulder felt it was being torn out of its socket from the werewolf's bite.
Instantly, she put her hand back on the ground to help push back against her lovers body and looked down at her hands as she did so. As she watched, she was her hands were growing hair on them; a thick gray fur was covering her fingers. Her fingernails turned into claws of their own as her arms began to grow the same fur on them.
While looking down at this, she saw her jaw and nose stretching before her eyes and felt her ears moving to the top of her head. Her snout was also covered in the gray fur as were her arms and hands. Her groans at the pain of the bite and pleasure of this beast on top of her turned into growls of their own.
The smells of the world were growing stronger, but what really filled her senses were those of the lover behind her. She felt her lower back bone extend and growing fur, as it curved up and over to the side. The excitement of becoming this new creature was greater than she expected it to feel. Her orgasms multiplied into more than she could count, all of them to just keep coming over and over again. Her panting was keeping pace, though and she knew she wouldn't pass out this time. Her lover continued to thrust into her body, his fluids rushing into her at a great rate.
At first she couldn't understand why it wasn't flowing down her gray, fur covered legs, but she quickly understood. It wasn't to be wasted anymore. This was no longer a man's seed, his cum. It was her meal. As he came inside her, she felt more thrill at it and found she could control her pussy's walls, massaging his member over and over, drawing out his orgasm. And the more she got from him, the more she wanted.
As she pulled his seed from James', Elyse knew now why the place she had visited was called Succubus Ranch. It wasn't just a brothel. It wasn't just a whorehouse. It was a smorgasbord for succubi and incubi who lived there. And she was their newest resident, just as James was their newest resident a little over two years ago. She knew who he was, now; and before all of her humanity left her, she looked over her shoulder and told him what she really thought.
"Thank you, Mark, my husband, my lover, my eternal mate."
Then her world changed forever.
*
The auction didn't take long for the sale of the Alcott estate. Her friends mourned the loss of Elyse. They comforted each other with comments about how at least she was now residing with her husband in heaven. They never knew how right, and how wrong, they were.
- COMMENTS
KublaiKhanIIIabout 17 years agoActually, the genres I've never read are more than BDSM and "Gay Males." I seemed to be singling them out! ;o) The list is actually more extensive: <p>
(1) Transsexual/Cross-gender. (Nothing against them; just not my idea of fun! o:) <p>
(2) Anal (ditto as #1)<p>
(3) Celebrity. (This has got to be the dumbest genre! any man or woman who fantasizes putting his/her penis or tongue inside people who having had hundreds or thousands of others spitting, shitting, pissing, or leaving trillions of scrawling, squirmy germs, bacteria, and viruses in there ---- such a person has got to be insane!)<p>
(4) Fetish. (Smelling/licking dirty feet/buttholes ain't my kind of fun or eroticism) <p>
(5) Non-English. (For some mysterious reason I can't seem to read German or Icelandic language, although I do read and write three other languages outside of English...)<p>
(6) Group Sex. (Reason #3; it is GROSS, unsanitized and not healthy, no matter even if all those porn make it look like swallowing gallons of those billions of crawling viruses, germs, and bacteria is really "erotic": look at their faces & genitals after they've been doing that for a few years! Scary, their faces are all scarred, and yet they went into the industry being truly some of the most umbemished, beautiful faces! Women can be so dumb sometimes, to their own physical/mental destruction...) <p>
(7) Mind Control. (This is nothing but 4th and 5th grade BOY fantasies and stories; there's no way in hell I, as a grown man, can engage in it!) <p>
(8) Nonconsent and Reluctance. (Similar to the reason in #7, except this one is about rape and/or in some other way inflicting pain on another person. Even in "fantasies", there is just no fuckin' way I can "enjoy" --- much less getting a "hard on," "for stroke purposes" --- when men [99% of the time it is men] are inflicting pain on women with the latter, from what we are told [by both women and men writers!], supposedly "enjoying" being tied up, spanked or have their nipples or clitoris, pinched, pierced, or cut, screaming loud and long for such treatments! Some people think living with the likes of Jeffrey Dahmer is quite okay or romantic, whether those men are strangers or their "loving partners"; not I... I think that's insanity, to an appreciable degree...)
KublaiKhanIIIabout 17 years agoThe only time I seriously *suggest* writers resort to an *editor* before posting is when I find their story really interesting, refreshing, or memorable in a *literary* way --- in one extreme or another, EVEN if I don't personally like it!<p>
Otherwise, except for some smart alec and irrelevant remarks (because I feel they've *wasted* my minutes!), I don't bother. I think it is totally stupid for some readers and writers to keep saying, "If you don't like it, don't read it." I don't know why people can be so stupid sometimes!: No one can know whether they like a chapter --- much less a "story" --- if they didn't read it and read it seriously, first! For example, I NEVER read BDSM, gay male stories, and THEREFORE NEVER comment, positively or negatively on those. Because I have NO INTEREST in them, positively or negatively! But the genre I DO read --- do "shop" for sophisticated, enjoyable, or refreshing stories, I DO FEEL like the author has tricked me, has wasted my time, when they seem to want to hook me at the beginning with suggestive/deceptive titles or preludes, but then go idiotic once I get into the story... <p>
Anyway, it's silly to suggest to others to check their grammar make countless blunders in my own writings and comments. For me, if the story is understandable, if it is INTELLIGENTLY written, then, unless the spelling, plot, time-flow, and/or tense is really getting in the way of my enjoyment ---- I am not too bothered. <p>
But, YES, please, don't use "waste" every time when it is "waist," or "there/there's" when it is "their/their's", or "who" when it is "whom," or "who's" when it is "whose," or "your" when it is "you're," etc., etc. That's very, very annoying! <p>
But lastly and most important, as MJM202036 says, most of the volunteer editors in Lit. and other free forums have neither the needed "expertise" nor quality time necessary to do a good job anyway, except for the most rudimenty checking... It is incumbent upon (okay, maby not incumbent but perhaps it behooves) the writers, if they want serious feedback, negative or positive, to do their own checking; that's a sign they take their writing seriously and that they respect their readership....<p>
Unfortunately, with the exception of a few really decent writers here in Lit., I would say 97.5 percent of the stories here, as well as authors, are written mostly at the 4th through 7th grade level, in plotting, sophistication, and seriousness. It is hardly relevant to ask that they check their grammar, syntax, spelling, etc. that rigorously. For, with the exception of the 5 readers they seem to write for --- whose goals is to see how many times they "come" while reading it --- most of us don't give a swank one way or another, even if we happen to scroll through it (in order to kill time or boredom)......
Alvaron53about 17 years agoAnd you're right to prefer it that way, mjm. When editors stomp on my dialog and change my plotline, I just say no. ;) The best editors are those who say "That's busted, here's why, now fix it." instead of trying to fix it for me. Like you, I do my own clean-up passes to catch grammatical screw-ups and oopsies but I always welcome additional pairs of eyes.
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If an editor wants to write, more power to 'em -- just don't expect me to provide the framing for the house. Good luck to you in your writing, and now I'll go check out your story.
mjm202036about 17 years agoAuthorI'm a former journalist and have come to not trust editors for the sole purpose that they like to change stories around to their liking and to the way they write. I try to catch my misspellings and poor sentence structures on my own, to the point that I do go over my stories at least two times after I finish them before I submit them to be posted; however, I'm not perfect and mistakes do make it through. Please forgive my mistakes, as I am human, but since editors only want something their way, I won't use them if I can help it. It's why I post on the internet.
By the way, it's spelled grammar, not grammer.
