Deep in the woodland a howl could be heard ... `` Dammit, shit. '' Claire Windblum muttered to herself. She was only on the first line and already she had writer block. `` Oh well, they say this happens to the outflank. '' Claire was a cleaning lady in her early forties. She was a author of kind. Being known for making nestling 's story. She wanted to do something else though. Something more erotic. Being her age she did her best to prevent in shape. It showed. Men, and women a like would stop and stare are her when she walked down the road to the local store. Her soundbox was toned and firm. Her breasts were perky and OK. Not the biggest but she knew how to flaunt them. Her ass was her best feature. Perfectly rounded.

Her long red whisker hung over her articulatio humeri and covered her heart. She stood up from where she was sitting. Grabbing her coffee she went to the window looking down on the metropolis 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 piddling shit. '' She said walking over and giving him a hug. He was at the ripe age of fifteen. He was also in good shape. Semi-long brown hair. Any young lady friend would probably be pleased with him. `` So my boy. What do you say to a little camping trip this weekend ? '' She asked sitting back down at her desk. `` Yeah sure. That sounds fine. Why though ? '' He asked taking a seat next to her. `` Well I 'm not getting anywhere with this new story. It 's set in the Wood, so why not go there to indite it ? ''

It was the day of the camping stumble and everything was going without a hitch. They arrived at the cabin Claire rented in only a few minute drive. The place was beautiful, magically surrounded by the trees and uncivilized living. `` Oh my. '' Claire muttered as she pulled up. Gabe was getting excited as well. The unloaded there things and went inside. It was dark, and quite, just what they needed. `` Alright mom, I 'm going to go find my way. '' 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 full mirror against the paries. It was dust-covered and decrepit. She loved it. She knew she would get some existent body of work done here, but first it was time for dinner party. After about a one-half hour the two were sitting at an old wooden table making belittled talk. Claire was smiling and enjoying herself. She could n't help but note 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 while Gabe cleaned up and went to his room, and Claire set up to get some writing done. She had her coffee, and a collation. Before she knew it she had at least six chapters done. It was a write up of a girl lost in the woodwind instrument, she was afraid and alone when a werewolf appeared to her aid. Or so it seemed. Soon the beast was on top of the young woman. Her screams muffled by his snarls. His hot savage cock dangling between his stage. He was ripping her clothes off and forcing himself on her, she tried to fight but could n't overwhelm the beast. He forced his cock into the little girl oral fissure making her gag on it. He thrust and howl as her cries went unheard. The monster could feel his climax coming he let his come shoot into her backtalk.

The girl cried and choked as she swallowed it all. The ogre 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 female child crack before placing his cock at her entree. With one fell swoop his putz was all the way in the girls tight little ass hole. He was thrusting wildly and the lady friend was screaming crying for anyone who could hear. There was no one. The wolf was almost at his boundary again as he pushed into her. His gnarl forcing its way into her tiny hole.

Claire snapped out of it. She was so into it she did n't agnise that she had her tits hanging out and her paw playing lightly with her clit. She saved her work and ran to her room. Making quite a bit of disturbance. Soon she was naked, on her bed with her fingers working into her pussy. She was grunting and groaning. Imagining the behemoth forcing it 's self on her. She was tweaking her nipple and pounding herself difficult then she ever had. She was about to cum when her door squeaked. She looked over out of the recess of her eye to see Gabe beating himself surd. He was on his genu 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 shape her burning at the stake fleece cunt.

'' Oh Gabe ! Oh hunny cum in mommy ! '' She was shouting. Gabe was shocked. He did n't bang what to do. His hammer was still rock 'n' roll hard. He watched her and decided. He quickly went in to the room. His female parent grabbed him and pulled him on the bed. Her mouth exploring his she rubbed herself against him. He could n't do anything. He was like the girlfriend from the story. Claire licked and sucked on his neck, down his body. Played with his pap sucking each one hard. She licked down his belly and even further down his cock was twitching. She took no clock time in taking it in her mouth. She sucked and slurped. Licking the head, sucking and spitting on his jibe. She sucked on his balls like a babe sucking for milk. She forced him to reverse around and get on his stifle. `` M-Mom what are you doin -- '' He could n't finish. Claire was licking his ass forcing her spit into his hole. She licked oceanic abyss and gab moans were loud. He was pushing against her face. She grabbed his dick and jerked him while she was lingua deep in his ass. Everything on Gabe was smooth and hairless making his mother even more wrick on. `` I-I 'm CU -- '' Again he could n't finish as he tensed up and fool his payload on the bed. His mother growled in ire. She wanted it. She was becoming more than wild.

'' EAT IT ! EAT mamma 'S bitch ! '' She was screaming almost ululation. She she burred her pussy on her Son face. He was lapping and licking. She would never pass on this up. He was now her little cub. She had to make it functionary. She tensed up and let him thrash at his own pace. `` Here comes mommy 's love. '' She said as a ardent current of piss shot out of her puss and into Gabes mouth. 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 puddle coat his rooster, and soak the bed.
When she was done she grabbed his hammer and forced herself down on it. Howling out as she fucked her son. Her cub. She clawed at his chest, as he grabbed her rose hip. She moved herself faster on his cock whimpering and crying out. She was going to cum. Gabe started to fuck his female parent fast and hard. He too was overcome by the sentience. He screamed out with his mother as they came together. She fell on him and kissed him deeply tasting her puss, and piss. He whimpered slightly kissing her back. The snuggled together for a while. fondling and nipping at each early. Neither of them talked. It was as if they could n't. They growled and howled. They fell asleep, and woke up hours later. Just looking at each other. Claire cooed her cub, and he moaned playfully.
Where the two human race lay were now two wolves. They licked and sucked each early, and fucked for hr. Howling and fighting they were pawing at each former and playing. Claire bent over as he cub climbed on top of her. His hot wolf pecker pushed into her brute pussy. After a few fast poke he knotted in her. Letting his source coat her insides. They did this for days until they found a way out of the cabin. Off into the timber they went. Never to be seen again.
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Eugene Curran Kelly sat at her reckoner. As she typed the last Holy Scripture. happy with her chronicle. She smiled and pet her dog. Thinking if she can write it she might as well try it. After sending the fib to her publishing company she went off to bed. Taking her faithful friend with her .