Bound By Wolves (Impregnated By The Wolves Part 1) - Werewolf Breeding Forced Sex

Gemma ventures off of the Appalachian trail and unknowingly enters the wolves' territory during mating season. She is awakened by a beast who wants nothing more than to fill her human body with his feral seed. And he isn't alone.

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The next thing Gemma knew she was being ushered into the fold; feeling high on the fumes she tried to take it all in. She was unconcerned when she was stripped of her yoga clothes and a thick furry covering of pelt became her garb. A mask was slipped over her face and the night spun into a haze from there on.

Gemma didn’t know if she volunteered or had been corralled into the center of the room, but she was being covered by bright crimson liquid. The smell was not toxic, it was unlike paint altogether. She realized it was some kind of berry mix, natural and probably aphrodisiacal. Completely naked except for the thick red berry covering she found herself facing a tall thin man in the center of the barn. She licked her lips taking in the fruity aura and anticipating the thrill of public spectacle. Both sets of her lips were tingling; with her tongue and clit twitching she moved towards her partner, who was painted leafy green.

The very first touch, a graze of the arm was electric, something Gemma had never experienced in decades of dating and missionary sex. This savage ritual was sending her swirling up to a new level of sensation. The surrounding crowd became silent, light wind from the mountains joined an atmosphere buzzing with anticipation. She felt both free, and in front of the world’s largest audience, about to fuck a stranger on stage at the Super Bowl. She was ready to perform; she had been moved by the moment and music of the ritual.

Without taking another breath, Gemma’s hand reached out and grabbed his hard green cock, blending the colors with her strokes. Her unknown onlookers and co performer took a gasp of breath in unison. She could feel penetrating eyes and expectations rise as she rubbed the long powerful penis with both hands. The paint acted as a lubricant; her relentless handwork was bringing her partner to a huffing climax.

A new canvas had been laid out to record their actions. Red and green footprints leading towards each other provided information of a telling introduction. Gemma was seized by a sudden need for color, a dedication for a cause that had never previously interested her.

Trouble arises for Jane while she and her friends are camping in the wilderness. The pack of wolves can smell her sexy young body and raging hormones from miles away. The wolves stalk closer while she is taking a late night dip alone in the nearby river. The beasts capture her and have their way with her tight human body, Jane is reluctant at first but soon she craves the fullness and savage lust that she receives from them.

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“Todd, is that you?”

There was a rustle, but no response. She started to get more sensitive. She felt her hairs standing on end, a wave of sensation going up and down her body. Like the wind, if the wind had large soft hands.

“George? Manny? It’s not funny anymore.”

Still no reply. Her scalp began to tingle. Every hair on her tiny body stood on end.
“Ok, you win. Seriously you guys, come out already. I’ll do whatever you want. You really win this time.”

Jane turned around in circles, and saw three massive shadows moving towards her. They were too big to be any of her friends. They were too big to be any human, she thought. And as they moved closer, they became bigger than any animal she had ever seen. 

“Who are you,” she said, trembling. “What do you want?”

By the time they were in full view of the moonlight, standing on their hind legs, Jane was too scared to say anything at all coherent. She looked them all up and down, thinking she was hallucinating or something even worse. But even in her fog, in her nakedness and fear and chill, she knew what they wanted. She could tell just by looking. Leading them forth, in front of each of the brothers, were their massive werewolf erections. They moved slowly inward towards her, until she could only gape open her mouth at their size and their clear intention.

By now she should have been crying. If she was anyone else, or if she was at any other time in her life, she would have been scared, falling to the floor to beg for her life or play dead or wish she was dead already. But the feelings Jane felt were something much different, and much more familiar. She felt hot all over. She felt hungry, like she had been earlier in the evening and more than she had ever been before. She felt her pussy getting wet and her mouth drooling. Deep down she wanted whatever was about to happen.

There was no discussion. Each of the brothers drew themselves toward the woman at a different angle, as if they all knew exactly how to share. As if they had done this many times before. Ulric, who was clearly the leader, charged at her from the front. He jumped on her and brought her down on to her back, laying them both down on the forest floor as he slid his animal phallus into her aching pussy in one fluid motion.

Lori's at the front row watching her favorite band Lyncanthrope play live and she's having the time of her life dancing and making sensual eye-contact with each member of the band. When her friend and ride home abandons her after the show, she's abducted by one of the band members and taken to his lair in the middle of the woods. The musician has a dark animalistic secret, and he's hungry for Lori's sex. She's reluctant to his sexual advances but he has his way with her young virgin body. He uses her twice - but the nightmare is just beginning for Lori as he takes her back to his pack, to be shared with the rest of the band.

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"It's our lair," Felan said matter-of-factly.
"Oh come on, quit this! I'm sick of your jokes. This is getting ridiculous. Just let me go home."
Felan looked at her, a strange expression on his face. "You're not going anywhere, you belong here now."

His words were cold, chilling, devoid of emotion. Tight tendrils of fear gripped her. He was clearly quite mad.

The other guys were coming towards them, laughing and joking and play-fighting with each other.
"Whoa Felan what have you got? Brought something tasty for us to play with?"
Lori recognised the speaker as Convel the lead singer, although she had to admit that he looked far more imposing in the flesh. He too, like Felan, was most definitely all male, with an alluring appeal. He eyed her appreciatively.

"So, who do we have here?" He looked at Felan questioningly. Felan just shrugged.
"What's your name, baby?" Convel looked directly at Lori and her insides turned to mush.
"Lori," she said quietly, all her bravado dissipated like smoke on the wind.
"Looori," Convel drew out her name, elongating the vowel, as though testing out the sound. "Loori, hmmm."

He fell silent, looking her up and down as though assessing what to do with her. The other guys remained quiet, watching him closely, as though waiting for his lead. She could see that Felan looked a little anxious as though he was not quite sure what would happen next. It was almost as though he'd brought her here for Convel's approval.

Convel walked around her, taking in every aspect of her from head to foot. She blushed under his scrutiny. Feeling his eyes on her. On her nipples peeking through the flimsy fabric of her vest.  On her bare legs, hardly covered by the short leather skirt. On her hair, which she knew was wild and tangled. On her bleeding and scratched feet.  She instinctively reached down and tried to pull her skirt to cover her thighs, a protective but totally ineffective motion. She could almost imagine that his eyes could see her swollen pussy lips just inches above the hem of her skirt. Swollen, puffy, still coated with dried pussy juices, Felan's cum and traces of virgin blood.

Convel raised his head and seemed to sniff the air. "Mmmmmmm virgin?" he looked at Lori. She blushed furiously. How the fuck did he know? Was it that obvious that she was a virgin?
Turning to the other two guys he said, "Hey, look what we have here. Felan's brought us a virgin to play with!"

Lori was suddenly paralysed with fear as the implication of his words sunk in. She glanced fearfully at Felan, but he just hung his head and avoided eye contact. The guy who she recognised as the lead guitarist, Lycos, laughed in derision.
"Gangbang, gangbang," he chanted.

Lori's insides ran cold. Surely they were just joking, but one glance at Felan's face told her they were not. They were deadly serious. The final member of the band Connor looked on without comment.
Before she knew what was happening, Convel slipped a hand up her skirt, seeking out her pussy.
"Oh look, the bitch is wet!"

Taken from her family and brought deep into the forest by a werewolf, deflowered and used, she soon realizes the werewolf's true intentions for her, to serve the rest of his pack.

Mandy has been caught red-handed by Justin. There's no way out now, he knows that she's been fooling around with Brad behind his back. He's given her everything and she disobeyed his trust, and challenged his authority. Justin has been known to have a scary temper and the last Property that was unfaithful to him disappeared and was never heard from again. Will Mandy be able to fuck her way out of this one? Her life may depend on it.

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Mandy reached for Justin’s zipper and she quickly pulled it down before wrapping her hands around his solid erection. Justin felt heavy and thick in her small hands and Mandy moaned as she thought about Justin pushing deep inside her. Sensing her desire for him, Justin held onto Mandy tightly and carried her back towards the couch. He let go of her legs, and Mandy quickly recovered and stood upright.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard,” Justin growled, spinning her around so she was bent over the couch. The soft micro suede rubbed against her skin and Mandy reached back to unhook her bra, letting it fall to the ground. The soft fabric rubbed her aching breasts and soothed her hard nipples. Just as Mandy widened her stance, hungry for Justin to fill her, she felt Justin’s hand come down hard on her ass.
“Aghh!” she cried from the pain.

“You deserve it,” he gasped. “How could you do this to me?” he asked before spanking her again.
“I’m sorry,” Mandy whimpered as she felt her pussy swell and moisten with desire. Even though the spanking hurt, she loved when Justin dominated her like this.

“You should be sorry!” he exclaimed, spanking her again.
“There’s no excuse,” she moaned, “Please fuck me, Justin. Make it better,” she cried wantonly.
“I’m going to fuck you so damn hard you won’t even remember who Brad is,” Justin shouted as he thrust into her with incredible force.

Mandy fell against the couch, the wind knocked out of her and she cried out from Justin entering her so deeply. Her body accepted his invasion, opening and wrapping tightly around his pulsing member. Again and again, Justin slammed into Mandy, his cock pushing deep within her, fucking her for each of her mistakes.

Mandy moaned and whimpered against the couch, her insides slick with her desire for Justin. This primal sex was raw and just what Mandy needed. She felt as if Justin was punishing her and she knew she deserved it. Her chemistry with Justin was so intense and she didn’t know how she could ever have thought that Brad could match it. She pushed her hips high in the air, making Justin’s entry easily accessible.

“I. Never. Want. To. Hear. The. Name. Brad. Again,” he panted with every thrust. “Do. You. Understand. Me?” he asked.
“Yes! Yes!” she responded, her breath heavy and shallow.
Justin continued to drive into her, his hands roughly holding her at the hips to steady her body as he fucked her.
“You’re so wet for me, Mandy,” he moaned. “How are you so fucking wet?” Mandy groaned in response.

Scarlet comes upon her great-grandmother with a savage wolf standing over her ready to rip out her throat. She begs and pleads with the wolf, literally willing to do anything to save her great-grandmother. The wolf concedes and forcefully takes what was promised to him in the bargain, using Scarlet's petite human body to satisfy his lust.

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Heath roughly knotted his fingers in her air, murmuring her name as he ran his free hand up her shirt, grasping at her breasts. He then brought both hands up and swiftly ripped apart her white shirt, sending buttons flying in all directions.

“Oh!” Scarlet gasped as the shirt lay hanging open, destroyed by Heath’s lust. Heath ran his hands over her exposed body, exploring every inch of her. He dropped to his knees and tugged the white shirt, causing Scarlet to fall to her knees as well. Slowly Heath brought his hands to her shoulders and pulled the shirt down and it gently slid off her body and fell to the dirt.

Scarlet scooted closer to Heath and let her naked body rub against his. Heath groaned deep in his throat, and stroked himself.

“What am I going to do you?” he asked, his voice heavy with desire.

“Turn around,” he ordered softly, and Scarlet scooted around on her knees, pushing her ass up against Heath’s erection, and Heath groaned once more. He put his strong hands on her hips and slid one up her back, pressing down, forcing Scarlet to bend over.

“Yes,” she whispered, as she dropped to her elbows, allowing her ass to sit exposed in the air. Heath rocked against Scarlet, pressing his cock up against her ass, as he ran his hands, fingers spread, over her back, hips and ass, feeling every inch of her. He ran one hand, between her legs, feeling her wetness. He moaned softly, feeling the remnants of Scarlet’s earlier orgasm. He pushed two fingers inside her, letting the wetness run over his fingers and then brought his fingers up to her asshole, pushing inside gently.

Scarlet must travel through the enchanted forest to pay her family's centuries-old debt to the wolves. She sucks and fucks every lusty creature she encounters, doing whatever it takes to ensure her safe passage through the woods. The werewolves are hungry for her ripe young body and they are insatiable.

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Scarlet stared at Alexander, and slowly pulled her hood down, revealing her long, shiny hair. She slowly unfastened the hook and let the cape fall to the ground, a sea of red around her feet. Very slowly, so Alexander did not fear any sudden movements, she began to tug at her shirtsleeves and slid her arms out.

“What are you doing?” he asked angrily.

“Undressing,” Scarlet breathed, pulling her dress down around her waist, exposing her alluring red bra. She yanked her dress over her thighs and it fell to the ground in a heap, leaving Scarlet in her bra and panties. Taking her time, Scarlet slid her hand down her stomach until she reached the band of her panties. She gently slipped her hand inside her underwear, caressing herself. Alexander’s breath caught in his throat.

Scarlet seized the moment and let out an erotic moan to let Alexander know she was enjoying herself.

“Stop,” he said in a strangled voice.

“I can’t,” she whispered, “It feels too good.” She applied more pressure as she rubbed herself and she moaned again as her silky fingers moved between her folds, pushing them apart as her middle finger rubbed against her clitoris. Scarlet knew how to please herself and she was oddly turned on by this angry shifter watching her.

She began to rub herself faster and she moaned softly, bringing her other hand up to her breasts and squeezing herself through her bra.

“Stop,” Alexander said again, this time with less force.

“No. Touch me,” Scarlet whimpered, her wetness between her thighs now making soft, slicking noises. Alexander lost all resolve and rushed to Scarlet’s side, yanking her panties down roughly, before burying his hands in her. Scarlet cried out with pleasure, and her knees went weak. Alexander helped lower her to the ground, and he yanked his shorts off, stroking his enormous cock with one hand, while his other hand explored Scarlet’s pussy.

Scarlet unhooked her bra, exposing her soft breasts and ran her hands greedily over her mounds, squeezing them and twisting her nipples. A stiff erection now sat between Alexander’s legs, and he used both hands to play with Scarlet. He teased her; rubbing her clit and then shoving two fingers deep inside of her, letting her wetness run over him. He alternately reached his hands to her breasts, clutching and crushing them, so that Scarlet cried out from the pain.

Jessica ends up alone in the forest after her soon to be ex-boyfriend takes her car and leaves her stranded. She is taken in the middle of the night by an exiled beast fleeing from his tribe. He uses her petite human body for his depraved sexual desires and surprisingly he is met with her insatiable sexual appetite. However, trouble ensues when the beast's tribesmen catch up to them and Jessica must pleasure each monster, allowing them to use every hole as she takes load after load of their foul seed.

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“What?” she asked, having no idea what he was going to ask. Then, she glanced down. His penis was enlarging rapidly, sticking out like a tent pole in front of him, the head telescoping up at her, even as she watched. “Oh…my…” she said, fixedly staring at it. “It’s absolutely monstrous.”

He reached over with his huge hands, and gently pulled hers from her breasts. Startled, Jessica leaned back in fear.

“I won’t hurt you,” he said, and then he kissed her on her right breast. His big lips engulfed her nipple, as he gently sucked on it.

A thrill of pleasure shot through Jessica. God, but that felt good!  He moved to the other tit now, gently kissing it, using his lips to play with the already erect nipple.

Jessica groaned in pleasure and arched her back.

“That’s it,” she murmured, as she shut her eyes and just enjoyed the sweet sensations of his hot mouth moving over her breasts. He kept this up for some time, and she just leaned back, head against the rear tent wall, eyes shut, as she relished his making love to her.

Then, it stopped. Jessica opened her eyes.

“Can we mate now?” He was leaning over her. She could feel what amounted to his third leg, pressing hard against her left thigh, his hot breath on her face.

“Not much on foreplay, are you?” Jessica said, disappointed that he was so like other men in her life.

“Foreplay?”

We humans make love to each other before actually mating. For instance, why don’t you lie back and let me suck your dick for a while. I’d love to try.”

“Suck?” he repeated, inquiringly.

“Yes,” she said. “Let me show you. Try and lean back some, and spread your legs.

“Oh, Lord,” she declared when Big-Foot managed this. “Those things are regular bowling balls, aren’t they?” Jessica said, as she stared at his nuts. “And that cock! Let me have a taste of that big thing.

So saying, she crouched forward on her knees and put her mouth on his swollen cockhead. The thing was enormous and it filled her mouth completely. Even so, she managed to go down on it some, if only a few inches. She used her hands to jerk the lower part of the shaft as she did this.

After she's abandoned by her boyfriend Richard in the middle of the forest, Jessica is taken captive by the Bigfoot tribe and brought to their den. The leader of the pack takes her as his mate to be fucked incessantly and defiled without mercy. Jessica soon realizes that the rest of the pack is given permission to share her tight human body. The monsters take her over and over, she's bound and helpless, and she knows to stay alive she must do whatever it takes to please the beasts.

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Jessica couldn't help it. Her hands were tied behind her back still, and she was spread open and vulnerable for two creatures with the biggest cocks she had ever seen. It made her wet. She had never played these kinds of games with any of her other lovers before. One of them had wanted to spank her before, but he had ended up being terrible at it.

“Is this still kinky?” one of the beasts asked her as he positioned himself in front of her. She could feel him rubbing his monster dick against her stomach, and she shivered.

“Yeah. Definitely,” Jessica replied gasping a little when the other Sasquatch rubbed against her ass. Suddenly there was something being pushed into her pussy. It was too small to have been one of their cocks, so she assumed that it was one of their fingers. They pushed and probed inside of her, coaxing out more wetness and making her moan softly. She had no idea where they were right then, or what would hear her if she was too loud.

The fingers continued to twist and stroke inside of her, making her buck against the vines that held her open. “You are so tight,” the Sasquatch said softly, almost in disbelief. “I can feel you clenching around my fingers.”

“I want to feel,” the other one said, shoving his fingers in as well. The two of them fucked her on their fingers from opposite sides, as Jessica ground her hips down, moans and gasps spilling out of her. She jolted when one of them brushed against her clit, crying out in pleasure and surprise.

“Oh, god, there!” she cried, trying to direct that finger back with the rolls of her hips.
“Where?” the one in front asked, curiously. He brought his other hand into the mix, probing around. He pressed somewhere to the left of her sweet spot, and Jessica groaned shaking her head. “Here?” he asked, trying again. This time he hit it, pushing into the little nub and rubbing back and forth.