From: lysander@vnet.net (Lysander)
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Subject: Night of the Wolves (fantasy. ff. beast)
Date: Fri, 01 Sep 1995 08:42:30 GMT
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This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts between

consenting beings.  If such descriptions offend you, or if you're

underage in your jurisdiction, move on to another newsgroup.





Inevitable author's note: According to the download counts on the BBS's

where I've uploaded it, this is my most popular story.  It's also the

one I get the most comments on.  Most of the comments also include

requests for sequels, hence the note below.  Frankly, I don't understand

why this particular story has gotten quite the response it has.  I wrote

it one week while waiting for a new motherboard and it didn't have the

same "depth" that I try to put in my other erotica, i.e. a past or an

implied future.  Any that is present is strictly so I could write the

prequel without breaking continuity too much.  Said prequel will arrive

shortly after the conclusion of Droit du Signeur.





While essentially unchanged, this story has been slightly altered to

fit the plot of its upcoming prequel.





                         Night of the Wolves

                             by Lysander





      The fire had begun to go down.  A solitary robed and hooded

figure stepped out of the semi-circle to stand before the fire.  They

all watched the fire fight its own death as it reached for the

heavens, licking out in search of more life-sustaining fuel.  The lone

figure turned toward the group.  It stood before them silently.  Then,

slowly, it raised an arm and pointed a long finger at the full moon,

which hung yellow and swollen just above the treetops.

      The figure dropped the robe to reveal a woman, nude. Her body

was firm from long hours of labor.  Plain brown hair fell down her

back to her full buttocks and framed a face that looked to belong to

a woman in  her mid-thirties, though a woman who could be a decade

younger or older.  She had strong, broad shoulders and tanned arms.

Her breasts were full and were just beginning to sag.  Her waist was

thin and firm and sloped outward to full peasant's hips with a thick

patch of pubic hair.  Her legs were well-muscled, used to walking long

distances over rough roads.

      The figures facing her also removed their robes to reveal their

own nakedness.  They were about thirty in all, all women, ranging in

age from teens to fifty-year-olds.  All had the strong healthy look of

farmfolk.  Firelight glistened from the film of sweat covering their

bodies, sweat that was not wholly the result of the bonfire or their

heavy woolen cloaks.

      The leader raised her arms and a trio of pipers began to play.

It was a sensuous sound, with a low-toned rhythm supporting a rising

and falling trill.  The women began to dance, at first just swaying in

time to the music, then making tentative steps from one side to the

other.  As the tempo of the music increased, the random wanderings of

the dancers spread out to cover a wider area of the firelit meadow.

Soon, the pipers' tune was frantic and the dancers began to move

faster and faster, almost running about the field.  Their random

movements had become less chaotic, and now they formed small groups of

three or four that moved together.  At the center of it all, the

leader stood with her arms raised to the stars.  When it seemed like

the music could play no faster, she let her hands fall to her sides.

Instantly, the music ceased, as though sliced of by a knife.  The

dancers fell to the ground and lay in their groups, panting from their

exertions.

      The leader gestured to the invisible musicians once more.  The

grass rustled as they moved away from the meadow, back toward the

village.  A new dance began, but this one was a dance of hands and

fingers, lips and tongues.  Mouths moved over bare breasts and heads

moved between naked thighs.  The leader moved among the small clusters

of women, brushing a breast here, caressing a mane of hair nestled

between trembling thighs there.

      At the edge of the shrinking circle of light, a young woman,

practically still a girl, sat on her heels watching two other women

sucking each other's clit.  The leader knelt beside her.  They sat

there together, side by side, watching the lovers.  After a time, the

older woman turned to the younger.

      "Don't you want to join in, Judith?"

      Judith, who had been staring, transfixed, at the women before

her, turned to the other woman in surprise.  "Oh! It's not that,

Minna.  I just... I've never done anything like this before."

      Minna put an arm around Judith's shoulders.  "Well, it has to be

done, Judith.  You know that.  It's all been explained."

      Judith nodded.  "I know.  But it's a big step."

      "But what comes after is a bigger step.  And even more

necessary."

      "I know.  Mother told me."

      Minna's hand moved down lower, stroking Judith's lower back, her

fingertips just brushing the girl's buttocks.  Judith trembled beneath

her touch, but did not move away.  "You know," she whispered into

Judith's ear, "it's quite enjoyable.  This and... what comes after."

      Judith nodded again.  "My friends have told me.  It's just that

I'm not sure I can...  What if I'm not..."

      "Good?"  A blush and another slight nod.

      Minna's hand stopped its broad strokes and concentrated its

movements on the small of Judith's back.  "You'll be fine, Judith.  As

long as you let your instincts guide you."  Her hand moved up to cup

Judith's budding breast.  "Let me guide you."  With her other hand she

took Judith's chin and turned her head.  She looked deeply into the

young woman's green eyes.  She brought the open face closer to hers.

Their lips touched.

      Minna nibbled and sucked on Judith's lips.  She nudged them

apart with her tongue.  Judith resisted and Minna backed off.  She

caressed Judith's young breasts.  She ran her fingers through the

girl's thick red hair.  She stroked her sides and her thighs, all the

time probing at her lips with her tongue.  Soon, Judith opened her

mouth willingly.  Minna did not dart her tongue in as she longed to

do.  Instead she gently probed the inside of Judith's lips.  Judith

had no such inhibitions.  She thrust her own tongue between Minna's

lips, inviting Minna to come deeper into her mouth.  She sucked on

Minna's tongue, loudly.  Her hands began to explore Minna's flesh,

tweaking her hardened nipples, brushing the goosebumps on her arms and

legs, beginning to explore the thatch between her thighs.

      Minna pulled away and smiled.  "You've done this before."

      Judith smiled back, still a little shy.  "Not with a woman.

Much and I... did it last week.  He said it would be easier on me if I

weren't a virgin come tonight."

      "Well, Much is very smart."

      "That's what Mother said."  They came together again, kissing

passionately.  Minna pushed Judith onto her back on the autumn grass.

She rubbed a thigh between Judith's legs, spreading the girl's wetness

from her hip to her knee.  She was just about to move down Judith's

body, to taste her savory juices, when someone cried out.

      "Look!"  All the women sat up to look where the speaker -- Minna

could not say who it was -- pointed.

      A wolf sat on his haunches at the edge of the meadow.  He licked

his chops and sniffed the air.  Minna sniffed as well.  She could

smell the sweat and musk the women had produced, the scents that had

drawn the wolf to their gathering.  The huge animal sat there staring

at the women.  They had abandoned their sapphic orgy and all stared

back at him.  He was joined by a second wolf and then a third, and

then a dozen.  Minna could see eyes among the trees, reflecting the

firelight.  Shapes and shadows moved back and forth, making it

impossible to count the wolves, but Minna knew how many there were.

Thirty-eight if all went well.

      The first wolf howled at the full moon, which was now at its

zenith.  He howled and his brothers howled with him, a chilling,

deafening break of the silence of the meadow.  Then, as one, the

wolves began to move toward the women.  They were hesitant, because of

the fire, but they were inexorably drawn nonetheless.  Most were grey

and indistinguishable from one another, but Minna could tell them

apart, as she was sure all but a few of the other women could.  Subtle

differences in coloring and size and gait individualized them as

surely as cheeks and hair and eyes did humans.  But two were like no

others.  Solid black they were, with not a single grey or white hair.

Minna saw them only as indistinct shapes except for their shining eyes

until they were within the firelight.  One was enormous, easily the

biggest wolf of the pack.  He moved like a ghost across the meadow,

with a hunter's sure stride.  The other moved less surely, but still

with grace and beauty.  He was not quite as large as the first, but

Minna could look at his overgrown paws and see he was not quite fully

grown.

      The wolves moved among the women, who remained stone still.

They wandered about, going from group to group.  Except for the black

ones.  They jogged directly toward Minna.  She opened her arms to the

big one and embraced him as he began to nuzzle and lick her face.  He

growled softly, deep in his chest, and Minna growled in response.  The

wolf pulled away and looked at her quizzically.  She laughed and

pulled him back to her.  She reached between her legs and smeared her

fingers with her juices, then placed them before the beast's snout.

The great black wolf's long tongue shot out and licked at her soaked

fingertips.  She moved her hand downward, and the wolf followed it

like a puppy.  Minna spread her legs wider and the wolf dipped his

head between them to lick up her secretions from their source.

      The smaller wolf, which was otherwise identical to the larger,

ran his tongue over her lust-swollen breasts, replacing her sweat with

his saliva.  The tongues of both were long and strong, and they moved

rapidly over her skin.  She had no opportunity to savor the sensations

from one sensitive spot before they moved to another.  She half

reclined on stiff arms, letting the wolves devour her flesh, as the

conflicting, shifting tongues overwhelmed her.

      Around her, the other women were similarly engaged.  Most were

on hands and knees, a wolf behind them, coupling frantically.  A few,

like her, were involved with more than one animal.  It had to be, for

there were more wolves than women.  The smaller black stopped licking

her sweaty flesh to stare off into the distance, beyond the woods and

toward the northern hill country.  He took a step away from her, drawn

away, but reluctant to leave.  She grasped his thick fur and kept him

by her side.

      She pulled him over her head and stared at his cock.  Its shiny

and slick redness contrasted sharply with the flat black of his fur.

She grasped his firm cock, gasping at its heat.  "Easy, boy.  Easy,"

she murmured to the young wolfling as she stroked him with one hand

and fondled his hanging balls with the other.  She pointed the tip

down to her mouth and raised her head.  She flicked her tongue around

and all over the first few inches.  She took him into her mouth.

      The wolfling began to whimper and his cock throbbed faster.  It

jerked in her mouth once, twice.  On the third spasm, his semen

erupted from the tip an flooded her mouth.  The speed with which he

came surprised Minna and she choked for a few seconds, forcing much of

the sperm back out of her mouth.  The rest she swallowed, and all of

each successive spurt.  When the wolf finished coming, she sucked hard

on his cock, to get each drop of salty fluid.

      In the meantime, the larger wolf had stopped licking her pussy

and now stared at her, as though expecting something.  Minna knew what

he wanted.  She twisted onto her stomach and rose to her knees.  She

settled her head on folded arms and undulated her hips before the

massive wolf.  He put his forepaws on either side of her waist, just

below her breasts.  He pulled himself toward her, trying and failing

to enter her.  Supporting herself on one had, Minna reached between

her widespread thighs and took hold of his simmering cock.  She formed

a path with her curled fingers, guiding the pointed tip of his cock to

the opening of her cunt.

      Contact.  Entry.

      The wolf was not gentle, and Minna felt a sudden momentary pain.

He thrust himself into her completely, only the bulge at the base of

his prick remaining outside her.  More than two hands of cock inside

her at a stroke.  Minna thought she would surely faint.  The wolf

pulled almost completely out, then pushed back in.  The pain was

quickly passing, allowing the underlying pleasure to break through.

Her small grunts of pain became deep moans of pleasure.  She twisted

her hips against the wolf's hot belly, arching her buttocks, putting

her clitoris directly against the thrusting cock.

      Minna was watching a not-yet-fully-grown wolf mount Judith.  The

girl threw her head back in ecstasy as the wolf smoothly entered her.

Then her vision was blocked.  The smaller black was still hovering

about her.  If he wanted more, she would gladly give him more.  She

raised herself onto her hands, making the wolf fucking her cunt lose

his rhythm for a moment.  The smaller mounted her, paws on her

shoulders, cock thrusting blindly at her face.  She managed to catch

it with her mouth.  She sucked it in.  She lashed it with her tongue.

The wolf in her cunt came, fucking deeply and quickly.  He remained

hard and continued fucking her.  Slowly, then gradually faster and

faster.

      Her senses overwhelmed her.  Heat on her tongue and in her

pussy, the strong taste of leaking wolf-cock, cool saliva on her

heated back.  The sound of her pants and grunts; the snarls and growls

of three dozen wolves, and two in particular.  The wild smell of fur

and wolf-breath, musk of sex from the women, the tingling alkaline of

wolf semen.  For the second time, the wolf came in her mouth; but this

time she was prepared and was able to swallow every drop, despite the

copious amount.  Simultaneously, his almost-twin erupted deep inside

her cunt.

      The wolves dismounted and she watched them go.  The larger

headed toward another woman, so she ignored him.  The smaller,

however, looked like he might head back into the woods.  She got up

and followed him, mingled juices running down her thighs.  The wolf

was not moving fast, so she was easily able to keep pace with him.  He

took a few steps toward the edge of the meadow, and again she grabbed

a handful of fur.  She guided him back to the commingling women and

wolves.  Judith was the first unoccupied female she came across.  She

was dozing beside an older wolf who had tired quickly and was now in a

deep sleep.  She shook Judith's shoulder to awaken her.

      "Judith, I need your help.  This one keeps trying to leave."

      Judith nodded her understanding.  "What do you want me to do?"

      "We have to keep him occupied until the moon goes down."  She

gestured at the grey fellow sleeping on his side.  "Or at least tire

him out."

      They gently pushed the wolf onto his side with virtually no

resistance.  Only the tip of his cock was exposed.  "Suck him, Judith.

Make it hard."  She bowed her head and nuzzled his balls.  They were

still enlarged, and the testicles seemed to be floating in jism.

Judith licked the point of the prick peeking from the sheath.  Minna

sucked on the wolf's balls and Judith sucked on his growing cock.

They smiled at each other across the length of the shaft.  "I told you

you would do fine," Minna said.  Judith beamed in response and

redoubled her efforts on the hardening cock in her mouth.

      Minna sat up and watched Judith bob her head up and down on the

wolf.  She brushed a few strands of red hair from the girl's face.

"So, which of us gets him?" she asked.

      "Mmf.  Mm."  Judith removed the cock from her mouth, giving it a

few licks before she answered.  "I want him."

      "Get up, then."

      Judith got to her hands and knees, stretching like a cat.  Of

course, it had been years since Minna had seen a cat or a dog.  Judith

had probably never seen one.  The wolf scrambled easily to his feet.

He mounted her and began thrusting at her buttocks.  Minna kissed

Judith deeply, and could tell the wolf was having trouble, frustrating

Judith.  Minna reached back to aid his entry.  The wolf managed to

enter her in one stroke.  Judith cried out in agony.  Worried, Minna

looked back.  The wolf's massive cock was lodged tightly in Judith's

asshole.  Judith's face had turned bright scarlet and she was

practically weeping.  Minna grabbed the wolf's waist to hold him

still.

      "I'm so sorry, darling.  Just hold on and I'll try to pull him

out."  Judith could only nod.

      Minna pushed against the wolf, but he was fighting her, trying

to penetrate deeper.  He was just too strong for her, even with only

his hind legs on the ground.  He would not relinquish a hole as tight

as he had found.  "Judith.  I can't budge him.  I'm going to try

something.  Just try to relax and trust me, alright?"  Again, Judith

nodded, albeit reluctantly.

      Minna let the wolf slide deeper into Judith's backside, trying

not to hear the whimpers of pain.  When he was all the way in, she was

able to hold the wolf still with one hand.  With the other, she

reached down to Judith's cunt.  Her hair was very fine, and she was

incredibly wet, from her own juices and the semen of at least two

wolves.  She concentrated on Judith's clitoris with her thumb.  She

eased two, then three fingers into her slit.  For several long

minutes, Minna massaged Judith's sex.  The wolf tried to continue his

fucking but he was weaker pulling out than pushing in, and Minna was

able to hold him still.  Soon Judith was the one doing the fucking.

Almost imperceptibly, her hips began a rocking motion.  Minna looked

into Judith's face.  Her eyes were still closed, but now her lips were

curled not in a grimace, but in a smile.  She looked at Judith's other

end.  The girl's asshole clung to the wolf's cock, but she was

definitely moving back and forth.

      "Is it all right now?"

      "Mmm, yes.  Let him move a little.  But slowly?"

      It was a difficult maneuver, but Minna was able to accomplish

it.  Pressure from the front and back, letting the wolf move; but

slowly, not at the frantic pace his lust and instinct demanded.

Judith's pink and perfect rosebud fought the invading cock on the

outstroke as well as the in, reluctant to let it advance, more

reluctant to let it retreat.  Indeed, Judith aided the wild hound.  As

he moved back, she rocked forward; and as he thrust forward, she

butted back against him.  In short order, Judith was fucking the wolf

faster than the wolf was fucking her.

      "Minna.  Let him go."

      "You're sure?"

      "Yes, yesss.  Let him go."

      Minna let her arms fall, limp and tired.  The beast was strong.

And he set about proving it.  His pace quickened as he hunched over

Judith's arched back.  Now he was going full speed, pulling out till

only to tip remained in Judith's asshole, and lunging back in without

pause.

      Minna tossed herself to the ground and crawled under the nearly

insensate Judith.  She nursed for a few moments on the girl's young

breasts.  She bit the pink nipples and massaged the undersides.  She

twisted onto her back and slid completely under Judith, so that the

lightly-furred pussy was directly above her eyes, above her mouth and

tongue.

      She watched, fascinated, as the wolf fucked the asshole over

her.  Like a mouth, it gripped the cock, stretching in and out with

the fucking motions.  But she was much more fascinated by the open,

leaking cunt below.  She would finally have the chance to taste it.

But first, she licked her way up the trim thighs, gathering the cum

that had leaked from Judith's pussy.  Finally, she reached the slit.

She plunged her tongue in deeply, gathering even more wolf cum.  Every

month it was the same; she was amazed at the amount of fluid produced

by these beasts.  After the sperm had drained into Minna's mouth,

Judith's fluids continued to flow.  She tasted sweet and fresh and

young, and Minna swallowed every drop.

      Minna reached around Judith's hips to hold her still, so she

could fully enjoy the girl's pussy.  She raised her legs and wrapped

them around Judith's head, pulling her mouth down to her own weeping

pussy.  As Judith collapsed onto Minna, the wolf's cock slipped out.

Judith grunted in frustration.  "I was almost there!  Almost there!"

      The wolf was above her, thrusting his cock along her spine, so

Minna simply took the slimy rod in her hand and aimed it at the

still-open hole between Judith's buttocks.  The wolf slid in easily,

stopped only by the knot at the bottom of his shaft.  Instead of

thanking Minna, Judith lowered her head between her thighs to lick at

her pussy, also filled with semen.  For Minna, the world shrank to the

wolf, Judith and herself.  All three moaned as they approached their

orgasms.  Minna felt that tingle in the pit of her stomach and then

was suddenly rushing headlong into climax.  Judith's pussy lips

fluttered around her tongue and against her lips and her juices

flooded Minna's mouth and face.  The wolf panted hoarsely and his cum

began to leak out of Judith's ass.  Minna eagerly lapped up what ran

down Minna's slit.

      The wolf dismounted and Judith rolled off Minna.  All three lay

side by side, overcome by the night's exertions.  Minna glanced to the

west.  Only a thin sliver of the moon remained above the treetops. She

looked around the meadow.  The fire was now embers, and most of the

wolves and women were lying around, exhausted, clustered together for

warmth against the autumn night.  The night was over.  She nudged

Judith.  Judith opened her eyes, a smile stretching across her

cum-smeared mouth.  "It's time to go home, dear.  No more until next

month."

      She nodded and stood and began to walk through the groups,

telling them softly that they should return to the village.  Minna

went over to the large black wolf, who was being enthusiastically

sucked by her sister Freda.  Minna waited patiently until the wolf had

come and Freda had swallowed all he had to give her.  She stood over

the wolf's head, offering him her cunt.  She stood there only a

minute, letting him lick.  Then she walked away.  The wolf followed

her like a faithful hound, trying to shove his snout between her ass

cheeks to lick her pussy some more.

      Through the trees for a hundred yards, and Minna was at the

village.  Her home was near the center, so she walked naked down the

central lane, the wolf trotting beside her.  They entered the small

cottage.  While the wolf sniffed around the kitchen, Minna poured

clear water from a handy pitcher into a large bowl.  She added some

ground herbs and set the bowl before the wolf.  He lapped at the water

greedily.  When most of the water was gone, he looked up to see Minna

on her bed, legs spread wide.  The wolf leapt up on the bed.

      And fell asleep.



                                  **



      Minna climbed back up from sleep to find John beside her,

sleeping peacefully.  The black hair of his chest and beard was a

little thicker than it had been a few days ago, but even that would

soon change back to normal.  She smiled, stretched, and blessed the

day that that long-dead witch had cursed the village for refusing to

help her in her black experiments.  The vengeful woman had not counted

on the resourcefulness of the women of Meadowgreen Village.  They had

quickly discovered a way to keep their men from succumbing to the call

of the wild.

      She heard a yawn and looked down to the floor beside her.

Aelred lay on the floor.  In a few years, his beard would be as full

and black as his father's.  But for now, he merely nestled his

shadowed cheek in Judith's hair.  She poked his shoulder, and he

looked up at her with sleepy eyes.

      "You remember last night?"  Her son nodded, grinning broadly,

not even trying to cover his nude body.

      "We weren't expecting the change to happen so soon.  We thought

we had a few months to prepare you.  We almost lost you, you know."

      Aelred nodded.  "I remember the pull of the forest."

      "What you and I did last night wasn't very proper."

      Aelred managed to look abashed, but only for a moment. "It's not

as though we actually did it, though.  You only used your mouth, after

all.  You're much better than Judith, by the way."

      Despite herself, Minna blushed, but also grinned broadly.

      "I bet your bottom's nicer than Judith's, too," he continued,

emboldened.

      "And it isn't as though we'd actually be doing it, I suppose?"

Aelred nodded eagerly.  "Well, the full moon's over, so you'll have to

ask your father's permission."

      John spoke up from behind her, surprising them both.  "Your

mother's never done that, so far as I know, so I should have the first

turn, as I'm her husband."

      "Then will you do me, sir?"  Judith asked, fondling Aelred's

hardening cock.  Minna noticed that the base was still a little

swollen, where the knot had been.

      "Certain, pet."  Another benefit the old witch never considered:

while the change from man to beast quickened them, making them want to

wander from the forest around the village, after the change from beast

to man, they were also envigorated.  Minna got to her hand and knees

and thought, as John wetted her ass with his tongue, that it was going

to be a wonderfully long day.





Copyright 1993 by Lysander



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