deep in the timber a howl could be heard ... `` Dammit, shit. '' Claire Windblum muttered to herself. She was only on the first bloodline and already she had writers block. `` Oh well, they say this happens to the Best. '' Claire was a womanhood in her betimes 1940s. She was a author of sort. Being known for making child 's stories. She wanted to do something else though. Something more erotic. Being her age she did her best to keep in embodiment. It showed. Men, and cleaning woman a like would stop and stare are her when she walked down the route to the local store. Her body was toned and firm. Her titty were perky and fine. Not the vainglorious but she knew how to flaunt them. Her ass was her best feature. Perfectly rounded.

Her long red whisker hung over her shoulder and covered her eyes. She stood up from where she was sitting. Grabbing her coffee berry she went to the window looking down on the city street. She had to get out of there if she was going to write her story. She turned around and jumped lightly. Her son Gabe was standing behind her. `` What mom, afraid of your own son ? '' She laughed. `` You wish you little shit. '' She said walking over and giving him a hug. He was at the ripe age of fifteen. He was also in undecomposed figure. Semi-long dark-brown pilus. Any young young woman would probably be pleased with him. `` So my boy. What do you say to a little bivouacking trip this weekend ? '' She asked sitting back down at her desk. `` yeah sure. That sounds fine. Why though ? '' He asked taking a rear end following to her. `` well I 'm not getting anywhere with this new story. It 's set in the woods, so why not go there to write it ? ''

It was the day of the encampment tripper and everything was going without a incumbrance. They arrived at the cabin Claire rented in only a few hours drive. The place was beautiful, magically surrounded by the trees and idle life. `` Oh my. '' Claire muttered as she pulled up. Gabe was getting excited as well. The offload there affair and went inside. It was sullen, and quite, just what they needed. `` Alright mom, I 'm going to go find my room. '' Gabe went down the hall choosing the one farthest down. Claire set up her own things and was just marveled by it all.

She saw a beautiful wax mirror against the bulwark. It was dusty and decrepit. She loved it. She knew she would get some real piece of work done here, but first it was fourth dimension for dinner. After about a one-half hour the two were sitting at an old wooden table making small public lecture. Claire was smiling and enjoying herself. She could n't avail but find that Gabe was staring at her every time she thought he was n't looking. She was feeling rather proud of herself. Even though it was her son looking at her she still felt flatter and flirty. After a piece Gabe cleaned up and went to his elbow room, and Claire set up to get some writing done. She had her deep brown, and a snack. Before she knew it she had at least six chapters done. It was a story of a missy lost in the woods, she was afraid and alone when a werewolf appeared to her aid. Or so it seemed. Soon the woman chaser was on top of the young woman. Her screams muffled by his snarls. His hot woman chaser cock dangling between his branch. He was ripping her wearing apparel off and forcing himself on her, she tried to fight but could n't overpower the beast. He forced his stopcock into the girl lip making her gag on it. He thrust and howl as her outcry went unheard. The monster could feel his climax coming he let his seed shoot into her mouth.

The young lady cried and choked as she swallowed it all. The giant was n't done. He turned the girl over her ass in the air as he gave it a few licks. His tongue sliding up and down the girls crack before placing his pecker at her entrance. With one fell swoop his shaft was all the way in the girls tight small ass kettle of fish. He was thrusting wildly and the girl was screaming crying for anyone who could hear. There was no one. The wolf was almost at his terminal point again as he pushed into her. His burl forcing its way into her tiny hole.

Claire snapped out of it. She was so into it she did n't realize that she had her tit hanging out and her hand playing lightly with her clitoris. She saved her work and ran to her room. Making quite a bit of disturbance. Soon she was naked, on her bed with her fingerbreadth working into her pussy. She was grunting and groaning. Imagining the monster forcing it 's self on her. She was tweaking her teat and pounding herself harder then she ever had. She was about to cum when her doorway squeaked. She looked over out of the quoin of her eye to see Gabe beating himself strong. He was on his knee shaking and pumping like a mad man. Claire was to long gone to see him as her son anymore. She turned and got on her stomach. Her ass in the air. As she continued to function her burn soaked slit.

'' Oh Gabe ! Oh hunny cum in mommy ! '' She was shouting. Gabe was shocked. He did n't know what to do. His cock was still rock hard. He watched her and decided. He quickly went in to the room. His mother grabbed him and pulled him on the bed. Her back talk exploring his she rubbed herself against him. He could n't do anything. He was like the girl from the story. Claire licked and sucked on his neck, down his body. Played with his nipples sucking each one hard. She licked down his stomach and even further down his cock was twitching. She took no prison term in taking it in her mouth. She sucked and slurped. Licking the head, sucking and spitting on his ray of light. She sucked on his balls like a baby sucking for Milk River. She forced him to wrench around and get on his knees. `` M-Mom what are you doin -- '' He could n't finish up. Claire was licking his ass forcing her tongue into his hollow. She licked deep and Gabes moans were gimcrack. He was pushing against her cheek. She grabbed his cock and jerked him while she was tongue deep in his ass. Everything on Gabe was smooth out and hairless making his mother even more change by reversal on. `` I-I 'm CU -- '' Again he could n't fetch up as he tensed up and shot his load on the bed. His mother growled in wrath. She wanted it. She was becoming More wild.

'' EAT IT ! EAT MOMMY 'S CUNT ! '' She was screaming almost howling. She she burred her snatch on her sons face. He was lapping and licking. She would never give this up. He was now her slight cub. She had to make it official. She tensed up and let him lick at his own pace. `` Here comes mommy 's sexual love. '' She said as a warm watercourse of urine nip out of her cunt and into Gabes sassing. He was shocked, almost spitting it out. When he did she growled and scratched him. He cowered and drank it. She moved down and let her piss pelage his cock, and fleece the bed.
When she was done she grabbed his cock and forced herself down on it. Howling out as she fucked her son. Her cub. She clawed at his dresser, as he grabbed her pelvic girdle. She moved herself faster on his cock whimpering and crying out. She was going to cum. Gabe started to fuck his mother fast and hard. He too was overcome by the sensation. He screamed out with his mother as they came together. She fell on him and kissed him deeply tasting her pussy, and piss. He whimpered slightly kissing her book binding. The snuggled together for a while. Kissing and nipping at each other. Neither of them talked. It was as if they could n't. They growled and howled. They fell asleep, and woke up hour later. Just looking at each early. Claire cooed her cub, and he moaned playfully.
Where the two humans lay were now two beast. They licked and sucked each former, and fucked for hour. Howling and fighting they were pawing at each other and playing. Claire bent over as he cub climbed on top of her. His hot wolf cock pushed into her skirt chaser snatch. After a few firm thrusts he knotted in her. Letting his seed coat her inside. They did this for days until they found a way out of the cabin. Off into the forest they went. Never to be seen again.
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Grace Kelly sat at her figurer. As she typed the utmost words. glad with her history. She smiled and pet her dog. Thinking if she can write it she might as well try it. After sending the taradiddle to her publishing firm she went off to bed. Taking her faithful friend with her .