Werewolf

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All of my nervousness and doubts disappear when Frank opens the door for me. I smile up at him as I take his hand and climb out of his rather impossibly low car. Wrapping my arm around his we walk into the forest toward the hill he had talked me into letting him seduce me on. I can't help but smile at him as we walk, he smiles back as often as he can.

Our walk is not overly long, perhaps half a mile the blanket folded on his arm making noise as we walk. The uncertain ground makes both of us stumble here and there. As we get closer to the hill my heart picks up speed, this isn't my first time. My virginity was lost to a boy named Andy nine years ago. I'm excited because I haven't had sex in over a year.

I've only been in this tiny town that is getting bigger for six months. I broke up with my last boyfriend a little longer ago than my last time with sex. Drunken party rebound, at least I got a condom on him. This thought makes me take in a big breath and look up at my new almost lover.

"I don't have any condoms with me, do you have any?" I couldn't help the little catch of worry in my voice.

"Not me, I'm catholic remember. I don't use condoms, if you are using a birth control that's fine. Odd thing, me using a condom is harder to make up for than sex with a date." His voice floats down around me curling my toes a little.

Frank has a seriously sexy voice, the kind of voice you want to wake up to every morning. Especially the kind of voice you want to have saying nice things during sex. I've already checked Frank isn't the largest down there but he's got enough to have a seriously good time. I mean hello seriously sexy voice, handsome face not round, not muscle bound but enough with a little tiny bit of padding.

"Well I can manage to not get pregnant if you happen to be not carrying something." I get a grin for that comment.

"I can get the paper if you want. Part of teaching I get tested every year. Not that I come in contact with my students in any way to catch or pass something, part of being a teacher in this state."

"Oh sure you do, all those papers being passed around and tests, paper cuts are a serious business." Frank laughs and I join him as we reach the base of the hill.

Frank doesn't drink much, doesn't do drugs. I mean damn in this day and age no drinks or drugs are a bigger deal than most everything. Course if there is not enough in the basket he needs to be rich but hell Frank has enough. His car isn't a chick magnet but hell he asked me out and I won't have to beat women off him with a stick. That gives him a boost over the cash flow side. Frank is a teacher, he stops in the diner I waitress in every morning and evening.

Obviously teacher hurts him a little in the money side but he likes kids. He's not a player and he's only two years older than me. Most of the guys I see in the diner are almost as old as Aunt Josephine. Why I'm in this tiny little town, she got to old to live alone, not enough relatives to pay for her going to a home. I was in need of a new town so I volunteered to help her. The best part she's actually not that unfit, she just can't shop easily so I earn money to help pay bills and do the shopping.

We stop at the top of the hill and just gaze out over the small town. Course from here it looks anything but small, the lights radiate out in a lovely pattern for miles. Each of the houses has a good sized yard so the lights are spaced out besides the street lights. The street lights are well street lights, bright and everywhere.

Frank leaves me to look at the small town that's my home while he gets the blanket laid out. His hand on my shoulder draws my attention away from the lights to him. The first thing I notice is his jacket is gone revealing the lovely ivory silk shirt he had on under it. His shoulders are broad enough, his arms are not small. What I lose myself into are his eyes, they are manly and strong and gorgeous.

I go to him putting my arms around and kissing him. The strength of his lips pressed against mine gets my heart racing and gets me on the way to being ready. With his arms wrapped around me the last of my nervousness fades and I find myself wanting to keep kissing him. Instead, he pulls back from me and looks down at me, not that it's hard for anyone to look down on me, I'm a tiny little thing.

I don't see him thinking that though, his eyes are lit from within by a heat I know means he wants me. The knowledge of that brings a smile to my lips returned by his.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I mean if you would rather I can date you some before we get physical. It's not like either of us is ready to declare undying love or anything." I just know he was going to say something else he's nervous, so I put my finger to his lips.

"Hush I have not had sex in a little over a year. I trust you I mean how am I supposed to not trust a nice English teacher I see twice a day?"

"Well most people remember that most of the teachers having sex with their students are English teachers." I grin at him for saying that.

"I had a crush on my English teacher, so if I start moaning to a Ms. Stankowitsk don't be offended."

He stares at me for a second rather shocked until I start laughing. He joins in and we help each get naked. It's amazing how fast I got him naked. I mean really would you expect an English teacher to go commando? Yeah me either, that's something you expect out of a gym teacher or maybe the football coach.

Course everything stops when I drop to my knees on the blanket though not helping much, darn roots. Thinking I had better be the one on top I grab his cock fully hard and quite ready for me. With a devilish smile I move closer and open wide. He moans above me when I close my lips around the end of him. Reveling in the taste of him and the fluid already leaking out I move back and forth on him.

His hands move to my head, my hands move to his butt. I can't help but squeeze on his cheeks he has a wonderful butt, firm but not to firm. There's enough to grab and guide with but it's not one of those buns of steel butts you can't actually grab. I'm moving on him all the way up and down. The end barely presses into my throat so even if he is going to let me drink him I won't have a problem.

I look up to see him looking down at me, his eyes full of passion. His face though, he's looking at me all serious. I smile around him as I move back and forth on him, he's trying to not pop in my mouth. His head falls back and I hum expecting my reward when his hands move from my head to my shoulders and he pulls me up. My mouth opens to complain when he kisses me.

Now this is a kiss, full of passion and hunger his lips mash to mine, our tongues duel. I can't help the faint little whimper that comes from me during the kiss. I mean damn this is one fine kiss, this is a kiss that entire books are written around and it's all for me.

"Let's get you naked, it's been longer for me. Being a teacher isn't terribly conducive to getting dates."

I didn't even notice he had stopped kissing me until he talks to me. My eyes stay closed as his words sink in and his hands roam all over me. I shiver with anticipation as his hands roam over my breasts, my hips and shoulders. I open my eyes again when I'm lying on the blanket, wondering how I missed every single root. Frank is staring at my breasts I can't tell what he's thinking so I ask.

"Are my breasts to big?" He looks up at my face and breaks into a smile.

"Definitely not, they are lovely and full and everything a guy could want in them."

I giggle as he play falls on me, talking about the Austin Power's movies was perhaps a good idea over dinner. I roll around avoiding him falling on me and laughing until he catches me. The laughs fade away as he pulls me to him and kisses. Our lips lock in a hunger filled kiss as he seeks to devour what I am offering and I let him. We roll around a little until he has his hand between my legs.

His touch gets me quite ready this is so what I have been waiting for. His fingers delving into me, my juices appearing as if by magic and I moan into the kiss. The kiss changes, no longer is he devouring but seeking, I don't know what he's seeking but ah hell who cares seek away. His tongue delving into my mouth, his fingers delve a little farther down. I'm getting close to an orgasm when he pulls back and looks at me, just looks with a smile.

I can't breath I can only feel as his fingers move in me, my juices making noise. I think I plead with him to do something, I don't know what but when he drops down to suck on a nipple I tense up. My back arches, I moan loudly and either my eyes close or I lose the ability to see everything turns black.

When I come back to myself he is looking at me with a smile. His fingers are still in me, his other hand is idly tweaking my nipples and I'm moaning. I reach for him, grab him about his shoulders and pull him on top of me I just have to have him buried deep inside of me. Well at least as deep as he can go, he's not really long but oh god I need him buried.

We both moan when he lines us up and shoves in. It feels so good to have a man inside of me again toys just don't work as well as pure naked flesh. It takes me a moment to adjust to him, he's a nice thickness but it's been a while. Between my own vow to not wait long for sex again and my rundown of my last period, thankfully short I do not notice Frank has started moving.

At least I didn't notice right away, and I can so tell it's been a while for him his movement is a little stuttered. He smoothes out in no time, only a couple pumps and he's moving atop me like an old pro. My legs trying to wrap around him and not quite making it I reach an orgasm. I think I yell his name I'm not really sure it feels to damn good to keep track of anything.

An odd noise pulls me out of my enjoyment of one seriously good orgasm. Frank doesn't seem to have heard the noise he's still pumping into me. I don't hear anything else so get right back into enjoying the man flesh inside of me. My hands are all over Frank, he's all about pumping me to a mutual orgasm. I'm all about helping him pump me to a mutual orgasm, unless I can get another one first.

This is when everything goes wrong at first I didn't think so. I don't think Frank thought anything was wrong either, he lost his rhythm and was just all about pumping me hard and fast his orgasm coming fast. I think I even got to feel a little of his fluids when he jerks atop me. I don't notice I'm just about ready to have an orgasm of my own. Course my orgasm is totally forgotten about, Frank is pulled off me and there is a howl.

Frank of course screams with the howl then he's yelling at me to run. I don't know what grabbed him I just listen to him roll over and run. It takes me a couple steps to get on my feet then I take off. Getting down the hill is fast enough, and yet not fast enough. Behind me I can hear the screams and grunts to go along with the sound of tearing flesh and muscle.

It's a seriously wet noise and sure to drive one to the utter limits of fear. The trees are going past fast as I can get them to. I don't know how far I have gone when I hear the sound of something following me. I falter a moment thinking that perhaps Frank got away until the growl wraps itself around me sending my fear to entirely new heights. If you didn't think it was possible trust me I had no idea it could either.

There's the car just ahead, I can see it sitting there just waiting for me. I have no idea what I am going to do with it I do not have the keys. My purse is inside with my cell phone at least, I can jump in call for help and I don't know what after that. There is just one more tree between me and the car, it's a big tree. I have to go just a little farther and I am at the tree surely whatever that is following me is not close enough.

I don't get past the tree I'm sure you saw that coming I sure didn't, perhaps it was just wishful thinking. Instead of getting past the tree hairy arms are partly wrapped around me guiding me toward the tree. I put my arms out to stop me from running headlong into the tree. I almost do anyway I was moving fast, at least for me and I'm tripping over my feet. I practically kiss the bark of the tree, two hands beside me on either side.

Leaned over as I am apparently I was presenting my pussy to whatever that thing was because suddenly I'm getting sex again. I groan as the long thick cock shoves its way inside of me. I was getting lovely sex before and I reached two orgasms and hell you would think it would be enough for me. I guess not since once I got accustomed to the seriously big cock in me I was enjoying the hell out of it.

Granted I am seriously sounding like a wanton slut at this point but look at it from my side. I haven't gotten sex in over a year, I admit to having a pretty good libido, I use a vibrator twice a day and get wet spots in my panties during the day. Not to say my customers are all cute, far from it but some of the teenage boys that go past are serious hunks.

Frank I guess was a good fantasy lover, and talented as all get out. There is another guy I see all the time, he features high in my eyes closed enjoyment of a vibrator. I think I was falling into my own mind, my thoughts whirling on and on about everything but what was being done to me. This all ended with an orgasm, my thoughts go from the rather hunkalicious Cyrus to a moaning groaning orgasm.

My insides clench on the cock inside of me making my lover growl and wrap hairy arms around me. I don't know why I didn't notice earlier but there are claws on the fingers. I'm not talking fingernails not even the long ones like some of the women I serve have. I'm talking slightly curved claws like a cat, except big and firm and seriously scary.

I'm pulled back into a seriously hairy chest as the cock plows in me. I'm seriously enjoying this, I know I'm supposed to be scared shitless and freaking out but hell if I'm going to die much better to get hot sex first with a serious cock. If I don't die I'm going to be a little sore in the morning.

The growl has me trying to get away I know I'm seriously attracted to the cock inside of me and its wonderful movement. It's just the fight or flight instinct kicked in and being a petite gal with tits it's not fight. Trying to get away has a strange side effect I present myself better to that incredible cock. I suppose it helps that there is an arm around my belly and it keeps pulling me back.

Ends up meaning I'm helping whatever the hell this thing is fuck me. That cock plowing into me with my moving back and forth speeds up the moving. This creates a certain problem, namely I reach orgasm. My insides are clenching on that cock, my toes are curling and my back arches putting me back against the chest.

My yells of orgasm has someone shouting, then I'm screaming. My lover bites my shoulder I'm not talking a love bite or even a stronger pain slut type bite. I am seriously talking a bite like you get from a wild animal. I feel teeth tearing into my skin, I feel hot fluids gushing out and running down. The worst part though is the pain, forget my orgasm forget the lovely cock swelling up inside of me, this bite seriously fucking hurts.

I'm aware of someone shouting, I'm aware of warmth swelling inside of me. I'm aware of a tree right in front of me and the arms wrapped around me. I am seriously oh my god aware of the teeth buried in my shoulder. Then I see a flash of light off to the side, someone yelling and running. There is growling behind me as the cock pumps at me a little more then it's gone.

The teeth disappear, the flash of light returns more shouting. I hear footsteps coming toward the tree. I hear something moving away in the trees. Perhaps it occurs to me to wonder why I'm still standing, perhaps not because suddenly I'm not standing. I'm on the ground looking up at the tree, the branches way up there, the leaves. I get lost in the branches and trees. I groan as the light falls on me, I think I recognize Duffy one of the cops talking on his radio.

The next thing I know I'm looking up at the seriously ugly white ceiling with black spots of a hospital. I hear the rhythmic beep of a monitor somewhere. I hear people talking and the whine of a bed or wheelchair going past. I groan when I move, my shoulder seriously hurts. A noise to my side gets me to slowly turn my head to see Aunt Josephine sitting there looking worried.

"Becca are you OK?" Boy she sounds worried her normal old lady voice is deeper.

"I think so, my shoulder hurts but otherwise I feel good enough. Where's Frank?" I know he's probably in pieces on the hill but somebody fucked me after and I would really prefer that was Frank.

Aunt Josephine doesn't answer me instead someone to my other side starts the bed upwards. I slowly turn my head that way with a grimace doing that hurts. I see standing there our chief of police John I always tease him about his giant signature. His name is actually John Hancock I shit you not its funny. He's looking at me with a serious face and a notepad in his hand.

"I think first I'd like to hear your side of what happened." A pen appears in one hand and he is now looking at me expectantly.

"I'm not really sure I had a great date with Frank we got along great. We talked about all sorts of things and he asked me to go to the park, there's a hill there with a great view." I pause and motion him closer to whisper. "We were having sex when he got pulled off me, he told me to run so I did, I heard horrible noises behind me. I almost got to the car to use my cell phone when I was bitten then there were lights and I think I passed out." I didn't want to talk about the second bout of sex, I have no idea who that was and hell it seems more like a rape than anything minus the bite.

"Did you see what pulled him off?" I shake my head and groan again that really hurts.

"I didn't see anything, all I knew was he was pulled off me and yelled at me to run. I heard a howl, some screaming and noises I never want to hear again." John grabs my hand and squeezes for a moment.

"Thanks Becca, get some sleep they will let you go home tomorrow." John turns to go and I reach up quick to grab his arm and hiss with the pain.

"Where is Frank?" I get a sad look then.

"Frank didn't make it off the hill. It's not your fault Becca we're all glad you made it out of there."

I collapse and cry Aunt Josephine holds me whispering consoling words to me. I didn't see John leave or the doctor enter I do know my shoulder stopped hurting. I think somebody said something to me, I think the doctor I'm not sure whatever the hell they gave me it was the good drug. Everything got fuzzy then I'm staring up at the ceiling and my eyes close.

The next time my eyes work with my brain, I'm sitting in the back seat of a car staring at my work. John and Aunt Josephine are staring at me saying something to me, I shake my head.

"I don't want to work today I don't even know what day this is." Aunt Josephine and John trade a look at each other.

"Becca today is Sunday the doctors are saying you reacted strangely to the drugs they gave you. Your not here to work, this is the best diner in town, you know that. We're going to go in get you breakfast and get the questions out of the way. I'd understand if you don't want to, though you do work here as soon as you feel ready for it." John says with a nervous smile.

I look down seeing my arm in a sling. I move my slung arm to test it and wince that hurts. Then my stomach growls, I do mean growls. I look up at John and Aunt Josephine.

"Let's go apparently I have not eaten in a while."

"Why we stopped here, you were fed through a tube all day yesterday. You're looking a little underfed." John says with a grin, Aunt Josephine giggles making me look down again, I don't look thinner.