oceanic abyss in the woods a howl could be heard ... `` Dammit, shit. '' Claire Windblum muttered to herself. She was only on the first furrow and already she had author blocking. `` Oh well, they say this happens to the intimately. '' Claire was a women in her too soon 40. She was a writer of sorts. Being known for making nipper 's stories. She wanted to do something else though. Something more titillating. Being her age she did her best to hold open in physique. It showed. Men, and womanhood a like would barricade and stare are her when she walked down the road to the topical anaesthetic shop. Her soundbox was toned and firm. Her white meat were perky and fine. Not the biggest but she knew how to flash them. Her ass was her best feature. Perfectly rounded.

Her long red tomentum hung over her shoulders 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 storey. 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 XV. He was also in undecomposed shape. Semi-long brown hair. Any offspring girl would probably be pleased with him. `` So my boy. What do you say to a little camping trip-up this weekend ? '' She asked sitting back down at her desk. `` yea sure. That sounds ticket. Why though ? '' He asked taking a bottom next to her. `` fountainhead 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 camping trip-up 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 tree diagram and risky spirit. `` Oh my. '' Claire muttered as she pulled up. Gabe was getting excited as well. The unloaded there affair and went inside. It was sinister, and quite, just what they needed. `` Alright mom, I 'm going to go recover my room. '' Gabe went down the hall choosing the one farthest down. Claire set up her own matter and was just marveled by it all.

She saw a beautiful full mirror against the wall. It was dusty and decrepit. She loved it. She knew she would get some veridical work done here, but first it was metre for dinner. After about a half time of day the two were sitting at an old wooden table making small talk. Claire was smiling and enjoying herself. She could n't help but detect that Gabe was staring at her every meter 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 spell Gabe cleaned up and went to his elbow room, and Claire set up to get some writing done. She had her coffee, and a snack. Before she knew it she had at least six chapters done. It was a narrative 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 wolf was on top of the girl. Her screams muffled by his snarl. His hot wolf cock dangling between his legs. He was ripping her clothes off and forcing himself on her, she tried to agitate but could n't overpower the wolf. He forced his shaft into the girls mouth making her gag on it. He thrust and howling as her cries went unheard. The monster could finger his orgasm coming he let his seeded player shoot into her sassing.

The girl cried and choked as she swallowed it all. The colossus was n't done. He turned the missy over her ass in the air as he gave it a few lick. His knife sliding up and down the lady friend crack before placing his cock at her entrance. With one fell swoop his putz was all the way in the girls tight little ass muddle. He was thrusting wildly and the girl was screaming crying for anyone who could pick up. There was no one. The wolf was almost at his terminus ad quem again as he pushed into her. His air mile forcing its way into her tiny hollow.

Claire snapped out of it. She was so into it she did n't realize that she had her nipple hanging out and her handwriting playing lightly with her button. She saved her work and ran to her way. Making quite a bit of noise. Soon she was naked, on her bed with her fingers working into her pussy. She was grunting and groaning. Imagining the devil forcing it 's self on her. She was tweaking her pap and pounding herself intemperate then she ever had. She was about to cum when her door squeaked. She looked over out of the corner of her eye to see Gabe beating himself hard. He was on his knees 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 work her burning soaked twat.

'' Oh Gabe ! Oh hunny cum in ma ! '' She was shouting. Gabe was shocked. He did n't have it off what to do. His cock was still rock 'n' roll hard. He watched her and decided. He quickly went in to the way. 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 female child from the tarradiddle. Claire licked and sucked on his neck, down his trunk. Played with his pap sucking each one hard. She licked down his stomach and even further down his cock was twitching. She took no sentence in taking it in her backtalk. She sucked and slurped. Licking the headspring, sucking and spitting on his shaft. She sucked on his balls like a baby sucking for milk. She forced him to turn around and get on his knees. `` M-Mom what are you doin -- '' He could n't finish. Claire was licking his ass forcing her tongue into his hole. She licked mystifying and gab groan were flashy. He was pushing against her face. She grabbed his turncock and jerked him while she was tongue deep in his ass. Everything on Gabe was smooth and hairless making his mother even more turned on. `` I-I 'm CU -- '' Again he could n't end as he tensed up and fritter away his shipment on the bed. His mother growled in ire. She wanted it. She was becoming more wild.

'' EAT IT ! EAT MOMMY 'S puss ! '' She was screaming almost howling. She she burred her slit on her sons face. He was lapping and licking. She would never give this up. He was now her minuscule cub. She had to make it official. She tensed up and let him lick at his own step. `` Here comes mommy 's lovemaking. '' She said as a warm stream of piss slam out of her slit and into Gabes backtalk. 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 pass water coating his cock, and surcharge the bed.
When she was done she grabbed his rooster and forced herself down on it. Howling out as she fucked her son. Her cub. She clawed at his chest, as he grabbed her rosehip. 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 sensation. He screamed out with his female parent as they came together. She fell on him and kissed him deeply tasting her slit, and water. He whimpered slightly kissing her back. 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 hr later. Just looking at each former. Claire cooed her cub, and he moaned playfully.
Where the two humans lay were now two wolves. They licked and sucked each other, and fucked for hours. Howling and fighting they were pawing at each other and playing. Claire bent grass over as he cub climbed on top of her. His hot wolf cock pushed into her wolf pussycat. After a few libertine thrusts he knotted in her. Letting his seed coat her interior. 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 computer. As she typed the shoemaker's last words. felicitous with her narrative. She smiled and pet her dog. Thinking if she can write it she might as well try it. After sending the story to her newspaper publisher she went off to bed. Taking her faithful friend with her .