No

"N-n-no, I didn't," Nicole stuttered.

She had so nearly made it. Her top half had gotten inside the dumbwaiter, whilst her back half trailed behind outside of it. That was what Matt had grabbed, a clawed hand wrapping around her ankle mid air and halting her escape in it's tracks. With a grip that felt like an iron shackle, he lowered her foot to the floor beside it's twin. She didn't have to look to know that he had crept so close behind her now, his hot breath issuing from his nostrils nearly burned the backs of her knees.

A second powerful paw wrapped around her other ankle, easily encircling her entire calf in it's rough grip. With an ease that left her breathless, Matt spread her legs like he was opening a newspaper, leaving her bent over with her feet shoulder width apart as if he was about to pat her down, but she knew he wasn't about to search her. What he wanted was right in his face, probably still glistening with moisture for him.

Her tiny dress had already ridden up her legs as she had ran and jumped, the parting of her legs was the final straw that made it pop up over the curve of her ass. The result was that her tight asshole and shamefully wet pussy were now on full display to the horny werewolf standing behind her. Screwing her eyes shut, Nicole braced herself, fully expecting that monstrously big cock she had seen earlier to come ramming home any moment now and split her poor pussy in two.

She nearly jumped so hard that her head hit the ceiling when a cold, wet, nose snuffled up her inner thigh instead. Matt had said earlier how much he liked her scent, and now he was clearly drinking it in again. His nose travelled up her thin, white legs, like they were lines of cocaine, tickling her thighs and making her tremble inside the dumbwaiter.

With the wolf so thoroughly distracted sniffing her, she briefly considered kicking him to **** her way into the dumbwaiter, but she knew that it wouldn’t work. From the way he had effortlessly parted her legs to get at her sweet honeypot, like she was made of paper, she could tell that she would never be able to overpower his controlling grip on her ankles. Besides, her legs were drained from her sprint anyway, it was all she could do to hold herself upright, donkey kicking a werewolf was not something her worn limbs were capable of right now.

If she thought her legs were weak before, they became almost completely impotent when Matt's big nose snuffled right against her hot, tight, slit.

“Fu-!” She moaned, grabbing on tight to the sides of the dumbwaiter to keep from collapsing, as a shiver threatened to take away the last of her legs’ strength. For a few seconds, he sniffed deep of her aroma, burying his nose in her slit like it was a bouquet of flowers, while all she could do was endure it. His nose shivering against her pussy was like a completely unexpected sex toy. It's coldness kept her sensitive, it's wetness made her wetter too, and it's texture was the perfect mixture of smooth and rough to stimulate without hurting.

When he pulled his nose away, Nicole almost whined in disappointment, only for a whine of pleasure to escape her lips when Matt's nose was replaced by his new tongue. If she thought it felt long and skillful before, then this was on a whole other level. In one long stroke that seemed to go on, and on, and on, it ran over the outside of her slit from front to back, the tip of his tongue flicking against her clit as it passed.

By the time his tongue pulled away, Nicole was already dripping wet and struggling to think straight. She barely even noticed Matt smacking his chops behind her, as he slowly savored her nectar. A low growl seemed to indicate that he liked what he tasted, and before Nicole knew it, his tongue was returning for another visit.

The second tour of her slit from his tongue was even longer and more teasing than the first. Rather than sliding straight over her pussy like licking an envelope, it instead meandered slowly back and forth , dipping inside her entrance with it’s tip just enough to make her chew on her bottom lip. Before it was halfway done tonguing her, Nicole already had to curse under her breath. Her cute button nose wrinkled as she screwed up her face, trying to ignore the feeling in her loins.

The sensation was so intense that Nicole tried to stomp her feet, but Matt's ironclad grip still held them pinned to the floor. All she could do was squirm as Matt's sinewy tongue retreated into his bestial mouth once more, leaving her sopping wet down there from more than just his spit.

If Nicole thought she was going to get away after only two licks, then she was surely mistaken. She barely had time to exhale before his adventurous tongue was back, slopping wetly over her regretfully eager pussy again. This time, however, his tongue had a purpose. Rather than an exploratory slurp over the exterior of her pussy, it instead dove straight into her snatch, penetrating her like a skilled pair of fingers.

"Oh, God!" She cried, as she was penetrated deeper than she ever had been before. Matt's elastic tongue reached deep inside of her, as she could only tremble around him. It felt like it just kept going and going inside of her, like Matt's tongue was unspooling from some unseen reel directly into her cunt. The probing tip of his adept tongue seemed to probe at the back walls of her womb, making Nicole slap her hand against the dumbwaiter's floor in submission as he tickled her cervix.

Nicole tried to hold on until Matt's tongue withdrew, but that moment never came. It instead, made itself at home in her pussy, licking in and out of it, tasting her at different depths, sliding over the smooth inner walls of her cunt to different spots of ecstasy, but never fully retreating. Matt either loved the taste, or loved to watch Nicole squirm, because he made sure his animalistic tongue slathered every inch of her channel with his thick drool.

When the tip of Matt's tongue lashed the back wall of her womb, Nicole's hand squeezed her phone so hard that she feared she might shatter it's screen. In desperation, she thoughtlessly tossed it down in front of her, landing it propped up facing her against the far wall of the dumbwaiter. With that out of the way, she could safely ball her hands into tight fists without fear of breaking anything, as she tried to ride out the best tongue-fucking a woman could ever ask for.

Like she was a jar of peanut butter, Matt licked her again, and again, and again, and again. Every brushing stroke of his long tongue made her breathing quicken, until she was panting for air once more. Except every breath for air was tainted by his potent musk. It had been intoxicating enough in the bathroom, but in the tiny space of the dumbwaiter, she was practically being hotboxed by his pheromones. Her nethers were sloppy with his drool and her girlcum, with rivers of the two fluids coursing down her inner thighs and matting his rich, thick, fur. She knew it was wrong, he was a monster and one of her best friend's, but it felt too good to resist.

Throwing her blonde head back, she opened her mouth to moan more wantonly, only to stop when she saw her phone. Four blank faces stared back at her from it's screen, eyes wide in shock at her writhing. "Oh, crap!" She sighed, her voice weak and girlish from Matt's affections. She tried to quickly hang up the call, but her hands were shaking far too much to manage it, so she instead resorted to burying her blushing face in her hands.

About 10 feet directly above Nicole, John and the others watched her squirm in an awkward silence. From this perspective it was impossible to tell what Matt was doing to her, all they could see was her face and upper body, silhouetted in the door of the dumbwaiter. Short blonde locks fell messily across her face, her mouth permanently hung open to pant for air, and her pale blue eyes were completely unfocused.

It almost looked like she was enjoying it, but John knew that couldn't be right. Nicole was a virgin, there was no way that huge, slobbering, beast could be doing anything to actually please her.

The only thing as surprising as Nicole's possible enjoyment, was that John's dick was twitching as he watched. Seeing his closest friend in a position like this should have been embarrassing, but watching her cute features contort with what looked like lustful pleasure, instead made him rock hard beneath his cloak.

When Nicole had looked up and suddenly locked eyes with her four silent voyeurs, John had nearly felt as ashamed as she looked. Still, he had kept watching even as she fumbled with her phone, and continued to watch as she buried her pretty face in her palms. Seeing her quiver and tremble so cutely, while muttering so sweetly, was an unmissable display.

The show might have been fucked up, but it was impossible to look away from.

Uncaring of Nicole's shame, Matt continued to eat her up like a lollipop. His tongue moved ceaselessly inside her, fucking her deeper than most dicks could reach. To get so far into her he had spread his bestial jaws wide, so much so that she was practically sat in his mouth now, his hard white fangs grazing her smooth stomach and the curve of her ass.

With one bite, he could have torn her in half, but Nicole wasn't worried about that. It was more than clear now what Matt wanted to eat, and he was getting a large filling of that, devouring her dribbling cunt like it was a fresh fish taco. What fears Nicole had had as she'd ran had dissolved by that point, eroded into nothingness by his tongue slapping against g-spots that she didn't even know she had. Now, all she could think about was how much time she had until a horrible werewolf made her cum.

From the wonderful way her pussy quivered, she could tell it would not be long.

His perfectly powerful tongue was already better than her own fingers had ever been, and hearing him grunt and growl like the wild beast he was served as the most unexpected aphrodisiac. Deep inside herself, where his tongue nearly touched, she could feel her burgeoning orgasm. Her legs closed loosely around his bottom jaw, the fur on his chin tickling her inner thighs, as Nicole tried to contemplate resisting.

The only thought that gave her pause was that everyone would see it, but when she raised her face from her hands to glance at her shocked observers, she couldn't bring herself to care. It felt too good. Lightly closing her pale blue eyes, Nicole submitted completely to the irresistible pleasure, whilst trying to imagine that it was anything but a horny, shaggy-coated, slobbering, werewolf making her feel it. To signal her submission, and hopefully hasten her inevitable climax, Nicole spread her legs as wide as Matt's iron grip would allow.

"Mmph," Nicole moaned quietly. She didn't want to signal too loudly to her viewers what was happening, but she couldn't help herself. She'd always thought girls moaning during sex was just a porn thing, but now she found herself doing it in earnest. "Ohh, yess," she added, as Matt rapidly pistoned his tongue in and out of her cervix, effectively fucking her womb.

Matt growled at that like he'd understood, shoving himself deeper into her pussy to slobber over every inch of it. Suddenly, his tongue slipped out of her, but before she could beg for it back, he brought it to bare on her swollen clit. Like a constrictor, it wrapped around that sensitive little nub, spiraling wetly around it and instantly breaking Nicole completely.

"Oh God Yes!" She cried, one fist slamming the dumbwaiter's floor. "Don't stop, please don't stop!" She continued. As she whined like an amateur pornstar, she arched her back and did her best to shove herself backwards, begging Matt to keep going. He seemed to take the hint, with his tongue continuing it's rapid pleasuring of one of her most sensitive spots. It was long enough that it could even rub against her plump slit, whilst it's tip ran laps around her hard clit, a pair of sensations that made Nicole shudder like she was riding a jackhammer.

Thoughtlessly, she leant further and further backwards, completely giving up on the idea of getting in the dumbwaiter as she instead chose to sit in a werewolf's mouth. Every breath was a moan now, and her body quivered with anticipation, her orgasm only seconds away. When Matt's mighty claws suddenly shot up to wrap around her slender thighs, prying her open to **** his tongue inside her to it's deepest yet extent, her climax finally came.

"YES!" She exploded with orgasm, stars dancing before her eyes and her legs buckling beneath her. She would have collapsed to the ground in a crumpled heap, were it not for his powerful paws holding her up at the thighs. As it was, her upper half slid completely out of the dumbwaiter, falling limply at her waist to hang down between her own spread legs. The floor was only a foot below her hanging head, and her temporarily useless hands trailed against it.

Nicole couldn't even feel the cool concrete on her knuckles, because she was too busy experiencing the best orgasm of her life. Her pussy spasmed and snatched at Matt's tongue, but it was so slippery with drool and her own girlcum that she couldn't catch it. Instead, it continued it's motions unfettered, milking deluge after deluge of her honey and turning the innocent Nicole into an unexpected squirter. The fur of his chin and broad chest was matted with the stuff, the smell of it mingling with his already erotic musk to make him reek of sex.

Nicole tried to vocally express her pleasure, but all that came out were warbling groans and wails, that echoed around the basement as if she were a ghost haunting it. That was encouragement enough for the beastly Matt anyway, as he kept licking and licking, keeping her screaming going for minutes. Nicole only stopped when Matt chose to stop licking, drawing his tongue from it's tight sheath and resting his head under her hips instead.

The top side of his dog-like nose served as a decent saddle for her pelvis to rest on, as she very slowly came back to her senses. Eyes that had been rolled back into her head returned to their proper place, her girlish moaning stopped, and her hands finally ceased their pathetic trembling. Nicole was still too weak to raise her top half, but she had just enough strength to open her eyes.

The first thing she saw when they focused again was a close up view of Matt's incredible cock. It was as inhuman as him now, in size and shape. It had felt big before, but now it was just ridiculous.

Over a foot long, and thicker than both her forearms joined together. It wasn't exactly an animal's cock, but it wasn't quite human, just like him. A river of precum ran down from its pointed tip, over the underside of its bright red shaft, to a growing puddle of the stuff on the basement’s concrete floor. His thick fur coat came to an end at the base of his trunk like shaft, making it's vibrant red hue seem even stronger.

It was clear that eating had not sated his other appetite, and if the throbbing of his monstrous member was anything to go by, it had only whetted it

Matt clearly still had one thing on his primal mind, and Nicole was the only person in the room who could satisfy it.

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