Deep in the afforest a howl could be heard ... `` Dammit, shit. '' Claire Windblum muttered to herself. She was only on the first crinkle and already she had author block. `` Oh well, they say this happens to the secure. '' Claire was a fair sex in her early forties. She was a writer of sorts. Being known for making children 's report. She wanted to do something else though. Something more erotic. Being her age she did her best to hold in shape. It showed. Men, and char a like would give up and stare are her when she walked down the road to the local shop class. Her body was toned and firm. Her breasts were perky and fine. Not the biggest but she knew how to flaunt them. Her ass was her respectable feature film. Perfectly rounded.

Her long red hair hung over her articulatio humeri and covered her eyes. She stood up from where she was sitting. Grabbing her burnt umber she went to the window looking down on the metropolis street. She had to get out of there if she was going to spell her chronicle. 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 minuscule asshole. '' She said walking over and giving him a hug. He was at the ripe age of XV. He was also in good shape. Semi-long brownness hair's-breadth. Any young girl would probably be pleased with him. `` So my boy. What do you say to a little encampment trip this weekend ? '' She asked sitting back down at her desk. `` yea sure. That sounds fine. Why though ? '' He asked taking a bottom adjacent to her. `` well I 'm not getting anywhere with this new taradiddle. It 's set in the woods, so why not go there to write it ? ''

It was the day of the camping trip and everything was going without a tour. They arrived at the cabin Claire rented in only a few time of day drive. The place was beautiful, magically surrounded by the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and wild life. `` 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 room. '' Gabe went down the hall choosing the one furthest 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 cold and decrepit. She loved it. She knew she would get some real work done here, but for the first time it was time for dinner. After about a half hour the two were sitting at an old wooden mesa making small talk. Claire was smiling and enjoying herself. She could n't aid but notice 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 blandish 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 to the lowest degree six chapters done. It was a story of a girl lost in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood, she was afraid and alone when a werewolf appeared to her aid. Or so it seemed. Soon the wolf was on top of the young lady. Her screams muffled by his snarls. His hot wolf pecker dangling between his leg. He was ripping her clothes off and forcing himself on her, she tried to contend but could n't whelm the beast. He forced his tool into the young woman mouth making her gag on it. He thrust and howl as her cries went unheard. The monster could experience his climax coming he let his seed shoot into her backtalk.

The girl cried and choked as she swallowed it all. The monster was n't done. He turned the young woman over her ass in the air as he gave it a few licks. His tongue sliding up and down the girl crack before placing his shaft at her entrance. With one fell swoop his cock was all the way in the fille tight little 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 limit again as he pushed into her. His knot 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 titmouse hanging out and her hand playing lightly with her clit. She saved her work and ran to her room. Making quite a bit of interference. Soon she was naked, on her bed with her fingers working into her kitty-cat. She was grunting and groaning. Imagining the monster forcing it 's ego on her. She was tweaking her nipple and pounding herself harder then she ever had. She was about to cum when her doorway 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 at the stake soaked cunt.

'' Oh Gabe ! Oh hunny cum in mommy ! '' She was shouting. Gabe was shocked. He did n't know what to do. His putz 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 mouth 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 physical structure. Played with his pap sucking each one hard. She licked down his stomach and even further down his cock was twitching. She took no time in taking it in her mouthpiece. She sucked and slurped. Licking the question, sucking and spitting on his peter. 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 wind up. Claire was licking his ass forcing her tongue into his mess. She licked deep and Gabes groan were loud. He was pushing against her face. She grabbed his cock and jerked him while she was tongue oceanic abyss in his ass. Everything on Gabe was quiet and hairless making his mother even more turned on. `` I-I 'm CU -- '' Again he could n't polish off as he tensed up and dissipate 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 howl. She she burred her pussy on her Word face. He was lapping and licking. She would never make this up. He was now her fiddling cub. She had to make it official. She tensed up and let him clobber at his own pace. `` Here comes mommy 's love. '' She said as a ardent stream of peeing shot out of her twat and into Gabes oral cavity. 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 coat his peter, 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 pelvis. She moved herself faster on his turncock 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 rachis. The draw close together for a while. hugging 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 hours later. Just looking at each early. 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 60 minutes. 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 puss. After a few fast drive he knotted in her. Letting his cum coat her insides. They did this for sidereal day until they found a way out of the cabin. Off into the forest they went. Never to be seen again.
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Weary Willie sat at her information processing system. As she typed the last 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 report to her newspaper publisher she went off to bed. Taking her faithful Friend with her .