The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“It’s not quite the same, and you know it. Sometime in the next couple of days, you’re going to be in bed with Jessica, licking her pussy. Do you want to do that with your daddy’s fuck juice having been deposited in it? I do things like that to Jessica, because she’s my submissive, and it’s part of the mind games I play with her. It freaked your parents out, watching Jessica suck my cock after fucking her mother. It made both Jessica’s and Anita’s arousal do handstands. I can smell that on them. I won’t give Jessica the choice, but I’ll give it to you. Would you prefer she not fuck your father? I mean, it’s possible that he’ll realize the same thing; that you’re in an intimate relationship with Jessica, and anything he puts in her, you might be licking out.”

Gretchen asked me, “Do you want to fuck my dad?”

“I’m aroused by the kinkiness of it, but not if it hurts you in some way. Like Lois last night, I think it would be even spicier if I fucked your Dad and your mom cleaned me up. I’d also like to do to your mother what I did to you the night before last. Dominate her, edge her, and make her squirt. I’ve become depraved hanging around with wolves. All of that makes me juice, but I promised your parents I wouldn’t hurt you if I could help it. I won’t do it if it hurts you.”

“Can you smell me, Quinn?”

“Of course.”

“What is my pussy telling me to do?”

“Let Jessica fuck your father, but you don’t have to listen to your pussy. You can listen to your heart instead.”

“So let my girlfriend fuck my dad and then eat her out later, or not, that is the question?”

“Pretty much.”

“I think I’ll follow my heart this time. Don’t offer her to my dad.”

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“Thanks for asking. It’s bad enough licking her pussy after she’s fucked you,” Gretchen said. Quinn smiled at her.

“I should probably mention that Patricia is coming tonight. I don’t really know what she’s going to do, although I expect lots of fucking from her after last time, so Dawn is going to wolf it again. Maybe either or both of you could encourage Patricia to let Dawn lick her at some point.”

“I suppose I could get Dawn to lick me while Patricia is watching,” I said, “see how freaked out she gets about it.”

“I guess I could too,” Gretchen said. “A wolf hasn’t licked me since I got bred.”

“She needs the money for her mother. I think if she lets a wolf lick her, she might let a wolf fuck her. I could be wrong; I’ve fucked up before.”

“Time will tell,” I said.

******

By 6:45 PM, all the parts were in place, except Gretchen’s parents, and Patricia. Patricia was due shortly, and her parents in fifteen minutes. Janet had not come. We didn’t really need another woman. Dawn was a wolf, and she seemed to be waiting by the door for Patricia to arrive. She knew her part in the play to come. All the men were erect, even my father. His masculinity was somewhat dwarfed by the others, the smallest cock there. I now knew he was slightly smaller, even, than Gretchen’s father, not by much. The next smallest was Peter at around seven inches. Eric around eight, Nat a half inch longer than Eric, Grandpa at nine and Quinn, God Bless his dick, longer and thicker still.

Every cock there but my father’s, was an ass and pussy destroyer, and soon three of them would be filling Gretchen’s mother, unless her parents backed out at the last minute. Given the way Sue had sucked Quinn last night, and James watched with a cock that wouldn’t shrink, I doubted that would happen. They were committed now. Gretchen knew it as well as I did. We were sitting together on one of the love seats, holding hands, sometimes kissing, just waiting for the moment to arrive.

Patricia arrived and saw Dawn sitting by the door. She immediately got to her feet, whining and wagging her tail, and Patrica dropped to her knees to hug her around the neck and tell Dawn what a good wolf she was.

When she stood up, she exclaimed, “Damn, you brought a couple more dicks for me. I’m honored.”

“Your Highness,” Quinn teased. “They’re not all for you, at least not immediately. Three of them are for Gretchen’s mother. She wanted to see what having a cock in every hole was like and after watching Jessica take three dicks last night, she’s coming to experience it for herself.”

“Even her ass?”

“Even her ass.”

“I might need to see that shit myself. Ladies.” While the comment was directed to the room, she was looking at Gretchen and me.

“There are no ladies here, Your Highness. Only unrepentant sluts, and I include you in that comment.”

Patricia laughed. “You got that straight. I need more pussy stretching in the worst way, and this seems to be the place to get it. When does the floor show start?”

“Around seven,” Quinn said. “Can we get you something to drink.”

Patricia crouched down by Dawn again. “Hey, girl, you want to get your homie a beer?”

Dawn woofed and trotted off to the kitchen, returning a minute later with a cold beer in her mouth.

“That is the damndest thing,” Patricia said, standing and twisting the top off. “You girls, drinking?”

“Water. Baby on board,” I said, patting my stomach. “Though I’ll probably have pussy juice at some point.” Patricia snorted, almost spitting out a mouthful of beer. “Why don’t you shed your clothes and have a seat. I can lick your pussy while you wait.”

“Or me,” Gretchen said.

“I shaved,” Patricia said, setting down her bottle and taking off her blouse. She’d dressed nicely, even though she’d planned on coming for a fucking.

“The better to eat you, my dear,” Gretchen said.

“Girl, you funny.”

“It wasn’t a joke,” I said. “We both like pussy and yours looks prime.” She was pushing her pants and underwear down at the time, so I wasn’t speaking from memory.

“And I don’t have to lick none of you all back?”

“Not if you don’t want to,” Gretchen said. “I’m sure someone will lick me before the night is over.”

“Which one of you is better?”

“Gretchen’s got more experience,” I said.

“Jessica’s the only one who ever made me squirt,” Gretchen said.

“That was a special circumstance. I can’t do that under normal circumstances.”

“What special circumstances?” Patricia said, sitting down and spreading her legs.

I started drooling. What a slut! “I told Gretchen that if she climaxed without my permission, I was going to spank her bare ass ten times for each orgasm. Knowing I was going to smack her bottom hard, she tried to resist orgasming as much as possible. Then, I teased her unmercifully, and finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer, and it was explosive, to say the least. We had to change the sheets and I had to take a shower. I can’t do that without holding the threat of a bare ass spanking over your head.”

“Did you spank her?”

“It’s not a real threat if you don’t follow through. One hundred, thirty times, although only a hundred was for her orgasms, the rest was for insubordination.”

Patricia laughed. “You girls kinky. I like that. Why don’t I try both of you, see who I think is best?”

I squeezed Gretchen’s hand and we both got in front of Patricia’s chair. She scooted closer to the edge, and Gretchen and I took turns licking her pussy, about two minutes a turn. She’d cum twice, and Gretchen was buried between those long, powerful, sprinter’s thighs when her parents arrived. We didn’t stop what we were doing, giving her two more orgasms before she grabbed hold of my head.

“You need to stop. I’m getting too sensitive.”

“Who’s better?” Gretchen asked.

“Too close to call, I need to do a retest.”

“Slut,” Gretchen said, at which Patricia laughed.

We moved back to our love seat. Somehow, while our backs were turned, Sue had been disrobed. She was eyeing the cornucopia of cocks gathered for her pleasure. Six, and all erect, awaiting her choices. James was still dressed, but my mother was kissing him. He had an erection as well, as his pants looked too tight. I squeezed Gretchen’s hand again.

“Sue, James,” Quinn said. “You witnessed a triple penetration last night. You’re here tonight so Sue can experience one herself. James, you may choose the men who will fuck your wife, and Sue may choose which cock she wants in which hole. You may choose yourself if you wish. She’s your wife. She can choose to go upstairs for privacy, if she wants. Only the men you chose for her, will go with her. If she chooses to remain down here, we’ve put cushions on the floor for comfort. If one of the men finishes before the other, Sue can ask another man to take his place.