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I didn't know what kind of herbs were burning inside the hut, but even after she left and her fingers weren't on me anymore, I felt my desire reaching new heights. My fingers trembled, I could hardly keep from touching myself, from bringing myself to a mind shattering orgasm. But then, they would have won, that was what they wanted me to do, right? Or else, they wouldn't have done that ceremony, they wouldn't have teased me that way. Who knew what kind of weird ceremony this was.
So I simply laid there, teeth clenched as I tried to fight down my arousal. It was of little use of course. I tried to tell myself that it was only because of the herbs and incense burning, or maybe these color paints had an effect as well. But I knew that this wasn't the only reason. The she-wolfs touch had been so wonderful. And the knowledge of being at their mercy, of being their property now, as feared as I still was, it turned me on and deep inside of me, I was hoping that my captor would return to me.
Much to my relief, I didn't have to wait too long. I felt a certain warmth rushing through me as I saw him enter the hut. When he had first claimed me, I didn't have the time to look at him closely and then later, I was carried on his back. But now, sitting on the ground, I had time to look at him. He was young, strong, broad shoulders and muscular abdomen, but not in an ridiculously excessive way. No, he was a predator and his body reflected that he was a dangerous one. Of course now he was nude and therefor I could also admire his lower parts, it made me shiver, seeing him in all his glory. His malehood wasn't erect now, but he was still big and I shivered thinking about the moment when he had been inside of me.
What really caught my attention were his eyes, those beautiful, deep eyes which rested on me, reflecting a mixture of pride, dominance and care. He said something in a language that seemed so alien. Though I didn't know what language, I understood what a single word meant. As he extend a hand to me, I was worried at first that he didn’t intend to carry me. Curious, I got up to my feet, took his hand and let him lead me out of the hut again.
Only in the sunlight did I see that his body was covered with those drawn markings I wore as well. But it wasn't his markings that caught my attention. I had expected the tribes members engaged in their same daily routine than I had noticed earlier, but instead they had gathered around the hut. Or more precise, around a small square in front of that hut. How many wolves where there? 20, 30 maybe even a few more. I recognized the she-wolf who had been inside the hut earlier, she now wore a simple dress like most of the other tribes members gathered on the square did.
For some reason, my fear was almost gone. The way the wolves looked at me, there was still a certain hunger visible in their eyes, but by now I was pretty sure that it wasn't the hunger for meat, it was something completely different but no less primal. All I worried about now was that I may act wrong in this for me new and unknown society.
Apparently, the wolf realized my concerns and after he had guided me to the center of the square, I saw the simple blanket lying on the ground. He pointed at it smiling his predatory smile and I immediately got the idea. Slowly, I lowered myself down onto it, trying my best not to present my most private parts all too invitingly to the audience. Apparently, this made my movements look only more seductive, because I could see his arousal clearly as I allowed my eyes to roam over her muscular body. Not that I worried about this at the time, no quite contrary, it turned me on even more and I felt my heart pounding and my juices flowing as I lay down for him.
Spreading my legs following my instincts, he immediately was upon me - again. His body felt even better than the first time. His thick, warm fur brushing against me made me sigh in delight, and his strong chest against my sensitive breasts as we kissed for the first time made me loosen my last resistance.
I shivered as I felt his hot member brush over my thighs, aiming for my waiting sex and I spread my legs further. Moving my head to the sides, I could see some of the surrounding wolfs still watching, while others had started kissing and touching each other. I didn't really care about it, my own desire was more important at this time, but I couldn't deny that this sexually electrified affected me.
Then, I felt his tip against my wet lips, his arms were around my waist, holding me firmly in place as he kissed my ears, my hair, then my neck. I could hear my own voice, I hadn't realized that I had started speaking, but I was begging him to take me, to fill me, to make me his. And luckily, I didn't have to wait long. My wetness made it easy for him to slip into me, his massive member stretching my tender inner flesh in a wonderful way, he wasn't gentle with me, but there was no pain, just pleasure and the feeling of being complete as his.
I bent my back as best as I could, moaning loudly as he moved deep into me, filling me deeper than before. And his groaning showed me how much he enjoyed me as well. It made me feel proud when I realized that. Was it stupid of me to like the idea that he enjoyed his catch? Maybe, but by now, I wanted this, I wanted this at least as much as he did. And when he was fully inside of me, I wriggled around in happiness. My body inflamed by lust and desire as he finally started moving inside of me. I groaned as I felt him leaving me, his every unevenness sending shivers of delight through me. But when he pushed back in, even faster and harder now than the first time, I felt like I was in heaven.
I soon slipped my legs around his hips, wanting to feel him better, wanting to feel him close to me, supporting him each time he thrusted back into me. I could hear the sounds of the tribe all around me, the moans the sighs, the sounds of bodies coming together. I hardly recognized what was going on around us, but it sounded wonderful. He had slightly raised his body, being able to move more freely that way, as he took me in a powerful rhythm.
Then, I felt her presence. It was the female which had been in my hut earlier. I thought crossed my mind: Why was such a beautiful being alone while the whole tribe was engaged in an orgy? then I realized why, she didn't want another one of their males, she wanted me! I had never been into girls, it wasn't common to my people and it just didn't thrilled me, but now, that I saw her nude standing over me, my body shaking under the males assault and my mind overwhelmed with pleasure, I licked my lips in anticipation.
She must have recognized my signal, for she lowered her body down onto me, swaying her hips seductively. Her fragrance was intoxicating and apparently, the sight aroused my partner even more, for he picked up his pace yet again, groaning with each new stroke now. Closing my eyes, my nostrils filled with her passion, I extended my tongue and gave her wet sex a first, careful lick. She tasted delicious! So I licked again and again, her nectar mixing with my saliva as I gave her sex the long needed attention.
Not long and I fell into a rhythm with his strokes, licking her each time he pushed into me, making my moans hers as well. I couldn't see it of course, but feeling her bent forward slightly, I guessed that she and the male where kissing. Not that it mattered for me, I had past any point of thinking reasonable, for I licked and probed her frantically, his powerful love-making driving me almost mad. I knew I was going to cum very soon, would he recognize it in time?
My pleasure built more and more, reaching heights I had never thought being possible, my legs tried to pull him even closer, though I knew it was impossible. Not long, not long now and I would reach it. Then suddenly, he pulled further back, only to slam into me with unknown force and then it hit me! His knock pressed against my opening, meeting some resistance, then slit into me, spreading me wider than anything had ever done before. I moaned into her sex, making the female on top of me moan in lust. Pain and lust flooded my mind, and then orgasm hit me!
I thrashed and shook, my body exploding in the most intense climax I've ever felt, not knowing what I was doing, I pushed my tongue into the female, pushing her over the edge again, as my muffled cries of lust were joined by her much louder sounds of pleasure. He on the other hand stayed buried inside of me for a moment, I could feel my sex clenching around him, tight and throbbing, as if my body tried to milk him. And then, he finally let go as well, his hot seed gushing into me, filling me with his semen, causing me to have another orgasm while the first one was only just fading away.
I don't know how long we had stayed linked like that, minutes? Hours? It had felt incredible, his throbbing manhood inside of me was so wonderful. I wanted this moment to go on forever, but of course, this wasn't possible. The female was the first to get back up. I thought I had seen a slight regret reflecting on her eyes as she got up, but she smiled at me, telling me how much she had enjoyed my attention. Then, my mate gently untangled my legs, placing them on either side of his body, as he pulled out of me, making me gasp as his knot slipped out.
I was so weak, filled with content and pleasure, unable to move on my own, as he lifted me up and carried me back into his hut. I saw some regret in the eyes of male tribe members, but most were still occupied with their mating and I was pretty glad that I wasn't the property of all males of the tribe - but that of this handsome wolf.
To be continued...
I didn't know what kind of herbs were burning inside the hut, but even after she left and her fingers weren't on me anymore, I felt my desire reaching new heights. My fingers trembled, I could hardly keep from touching myself, from bringing myself to a mind shattering orgasm. But then, they would have won, that was what they wanted me to do, right? Or else, they wouldn't have done that ceremony, they wouldn't have teased me that way. Who knew what kind of weird ceremony this was.
So I simply laid there, teeth clenched as I tried to fight down my arousal. It was of little use of course. I tried to tell myself that it was only because of the herbs and incense burning, or maybe these color paints had an effect as well. But I knew that this wasn't the only reason. The she-wolfs touch had been so wonderful. And the knowledge of being at their mercy, of being their property now, as feared as I still was, it turned me on and deep inside of me, I was hoping that my captor would return to me.
Much to my relief, I didn't have to wait too long. I felt a certain warmth rushing through me as I saw him enter the hut. When he had first claimed me, I didn't have the time to look at him closely and then later, I was carried on his back. But now, sitting on the ground, I had time to look at him. He was young, strong, broad shoulders and muscular abdomen, but not in an ridiculously excessive way. No, he was a predator and his body reflected that he was a dangerous one. Of course now he was nude and therefor I could also admire his lower parts, it made me shiver, seeing him in all his glory. His malehood wasn't erect now, but he was still big and I shivered thinking about the moment when he had been inside of me.
What really caught my attention were his eyes, those beautiful, deep eyes which rested on me, reflecting a mixture of pride, dominance and care. He said something in a language that seemed so alien. Though I didn't know what language, I understood what a single word meant. As he extend a hand to me, I was worried at first that he didn’t intend to carry me. Curious, I got up to my feet, took his hand and let him lead me out of the hut again.
Only in the sunlight did I see that his body was covered with those drawn markings I wore as well. But it wasn't his markings that caught my attention. I had expected the tribes members engaged in their same daily routine than I had noticed earlier, but instead they had gathered around the hut. Or more precise, around a small square in front of that hut. How many wolves where there? 20, 30 maybe even a few more. I recognized the she-wolf who had been inside the hut earlier, she now wore a simple dress like most of the other tribes members gathered on the square did.
For some reason, my fear was almost gone. The way the wolves looked at me, there was still a certain hunger visible in their eyes, but by now I was pretty sure that it wasn't the hunger for meat, it was something completely different but no less primal. All I worried about now was that I may act wrong in this for me new and unknown society.
Apparently, the wolf realized my concerns and after he had guided me to the center of the square, I saw the simple blanket lying on the ground. He pointed at it smiling his predatory smile and I immediately got the idea. Slowly, I lowered myself down onto it, trying my best not to present my most private parts all too invitingly to the audience. Apparently, this made my movements look only more seductive, because I could see his arousal clearly as I allowed my eyes to roam over her muscular body. Not that I worried about this at the time, no quite contrary, it turned me on even more and I felt my heart pounding and my juices flowing as I lay down for him.
Spreading my legs following my instincts, he immediately was upon me - again. His body felt even better than the first time. His thick, warm fur brushing against me made me sigh in delight, and his strong chest against my sensitive breasts as we kissed for the first time made me loosen my last resistance.
I shivered as I felt his hot member brush over my thighs, aiming for my waiting sex and I spread my legs further. Moving my head to the sides, I could see some of the surrounding wolfs still watching, while others had started kissing and touching each other. I didn't really care about it, my own desire was more important at this time, but I couldn't deny that this sexually electrified affected me.
Then, I felt his tip against my wet lips, his arms were around my waist, holding me firmly in place as he kissed my ears, my hair, then my neck. I could hear my own voice, I hadn't realized that I had started speaking, but I was begging him to take me, to fill me, to make me his. And luckily, I didn't have to wait long. My wetness made it easy for him to slip into me, his massive member stretching my tender inner flesh in a wonderful way, he wasn't gentle with me, but there was no pain, just pleasure and the feeling of being complete as his.
I bent my back as best as I could, moaning loudly as he moved deep into me, filling me deeper than before. And his groaning showed me how much he enjoyed me as well. It made me feel proud when I realized that. Was it stupid of me to like the idea that he enjoyed his catch? Maybe, but by now, I wanted this, I wanted this at least as much as he did. And when he was fully inside of me, I wriggled around in happiness. My body inflamed by lust and desire as he finally started moving inside of me. I groaned as I felt him leaving me, his every unevenness sending shivers of delight through me. But when he pushed back in, even faster and harder now than the first time, I felt like I was in heaven.
I soon slipped my legs around his hips, wanting to feel him better, wanting to feel him close to me, supporting him each time he thrusted back into me. I could hear the sounds of the tribe all around me, the moans the sighs, the sounds of bodies coming together. I hardly recognized what was going on around us, but it sounded wonderful. He had slightly raised his body, being able to move more freely that way, as he took me in a powerful rhythm.
Then, I felt her presence. It was the female which had been in my hut earlier. I thought crossed my mind: Why was such a beautiful being alone while the whole tribe was engaged in an orgy? then I realized why, she didn't want another one of their males, she wanted me! I had never been into girls, it wasn't common to my people and it just didn't thrilled me, but now, that I saw her nude standing over me, my body shaking under the males assault and my mind overwhelmed with pleasure, I licked my lips in anticipation.
She must have recognized my signal, for she lowered her body down onto me, swaying her hips seductively. Her fragrance was intoxicating and apparently, the sight aroused my partner even more, for he picked up his pace yet again, groaning with each new stroke now. Closing my eyes, my nostrils filled with her passion, I extended my tongue and gave her wet sex a first, careful lick. She tasted delicious! So I licked again and again, her nectar mixing with my saliva as I gave her sex the long needed attention.
Not long and I fell into a rhythm with his strokes, licking her each time he pushed into me, making my moans hers as well. I couldn't see it of course, but feeling her bent forward slightly, I guessed that she and the male where kissing. Not that it mattered for me, I had past any point of thinking reasonable, for I licked and probed her frantically, his powerful love-making driving me almost mad. I knew I was going to cum very soon, would he recognize it in time?
My pleasure built more and more, reaching heights I had never thought being possible, my legs tried to pull him even closer, though I knew it was impossible. Not long, not long now and I would reach it. Then suddenly, he pulled further back, only to slam into me with unknown force and then it hit me! His knock pressed against my opening, meeting some resistance, then slit into me, spreading me wider than anything had ever done before. I moaned into her sex, making the female on top of me moan in lust. Pain and lust flooded my mind, and then orgasm hit me!
I thrashed and shook, my body exploding in the most intense climax I've ever felt, not knowing what I was doing, I pushed my tongue into the female, pushing her over the edge again, as my muffled cries of lust were joined by her much louder sounds of pleasure. He on the other hand stayed buried inside of me for a moment, I could feel my sex clenching around him, tight and throbbing, as if my body tried to milk him. And then, he finally let go as well, his hot seed gushing into me, filling me with his semen, causing me to have another orgasm while the first one was only just fading away.
I don't know how long we had stayed linked like that, minutes? Hours? It had felt incredible, his throbbing manhood inside of me was so wonderful. I wanted this moment to go on forever, but of course, this wasn't possible. The female was the first to get back up. I thought I had seen a slight regret reflecting on her eyes as she got up, but she smiled at me, telling me how much she had enjoyed my attention. Then, my mate gently untangled my legs, placing them on either side of his body, as he pulled out of me, making me gasp as his knot slipped out.
I was so weak, filled with content and pleasure, unable to move on my own, as he lifted me up and carried me back into his hut. I saw some regret in the eyes of male tribe members, but most were still occupied with their mating and I was pretty glad that I wasn't the property of all males of the tribe - but that of this handsome wolf.
To be continued...
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