Not quite Doggy, just like Matt

John and the others had watched Nicole moan and convulse in the same shocked silence as before. Vainly, John tried to rationalize what he had seen and heard, desperately attempting to imagine other scenarios that would explain why Nicole had gasped and smiled like that, but he couldn't. There was only one possible explanation. He had just watched a werewolf version of his best friend make his other best friend cum, all while she was dressed as the adorable fairy Tinkerbell.

It sounded like a bad joke.

From the way the cute blonde had giggled and collapsed weakly out of view, she must have really cum hard too, which raised uncomfortable questions for John about if the oral prowess had came from his friend, or if it was just part of the "curse" of the lycanthrope.

Whatever it was, John didn’t have time to think about it for long, before the sight on his phone's screen **** him to think about something else.

With the freshly finished Nicole out of the way, all that was left in frame was the upper curve of her ass cheeks, furry shoulders behind those, and a view of the basement beyond. Those furred shoulders, that rose and fell in time with the deep and heavy breathing he could hear through Nicole’s phone, commanded his full attention. Watching them was like watching a sharks fin cut through the waves, knowing there was much more beneath and anxiously waiting for it to surface and show itself.

The waiting did not take long.
Mere moments after Nicole’s legs had given way, the “thing” responsible reared up behind her.

A collective gasp reverberated around the kitchen, with Tom distinctly muttering “fucking hell.” Matt, if that was still Matt, was completely unrecognizable. His usually dorky face had been morphed into a furry wolfs head, his goofy smile replaced by two rows of deadly teeth, that gleamed as brightly as they were sharp. Just looking at him was enough to chill one’s blood, the same effect as looking at any other deadly predator.

Fortunately for those upstairs, his focus was not on them, and fortunately for Nicole, his intentions were not to feed.

Still holding her by the thighs, he drew himself up and up and up, until his wolf's head and shoulders had been cut off from the camera view, and only his unreasonably broad and hairy chest remained in view.

The sight of his lupine torso had been a stupefying revelation, but at the bottom of frame, something else equally shocking quickly appeared. An outrageously red rocket, big enough to escape the solar system, blasted into view. It towered over Nicole's white ass like a crimson lighthouse over the pale dunes of her ass cheeks. As soon as it had crested up to it's full extent, it disappeared down again, pushed down between Nicole's legs by one of Matt's clawed hands.

"Oh dear," Sarah muttered, something that seemed like a massive understatement. That monstrously sized thing was all for tiny, fragile, Nicole, and it was already gunning towards her poor pussy.

Even worse, John knew something that the others did not. He knew that Nicole wasn't just a little sheltered and innocent, she was a literal virgin. Now it seemed like her first time was set to be in a dingy basement with a ravenous monster, and a hung one at that. He couldn't let that happen, but at the same time, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop it alone.

"Shouldn’t we do something?" He asked, breaking the silence that had fell over them all in Sarah's kitchen.

"What can we do, we don’t have silver bullets," Sarah said, "or even a flaming torch and a pitchfork." Her eyes never moved from her phone as she spoke, ceaselessly following the descent of Matt's cock as it sank off screen.

"He ran away before!" John argued, remembering how he had took flight when outnumbered in the bathroom.

RRRRTT! A loud ripping sound shut them up again, forcing their attention back to their phones. It wasn't visible on screen what Matt had ripped, but the green threads tangled on his claws at the edge of frame made it obvious. As easily as tearing a tissue, he had torn Nicole's dress open, her petite gymnast's body now exposed to his lecherous advances.

"He wasn’t as . . . big, before," Miranda muttered, staring at the scraps of fabric that Matt shook from his huge talons.

"I think the best thing we can do is just watch to make sure Nicole doesn’t get hurt, and intervene if Matt gets too . . . rough," Sarah said, wringing her hands nervously as she watched Matt step in closer behind Nicole.

It seemed that he would just have to stand and gawk, as Nicole's virgin hole was split open by a cock that would have made the most seasoned pornstar blush. Silently, John apologized to his friend. He had tried, but Matt was simply too intimidating, and now her body was about to be forfeit.

Downstairs, Nicole had watched from her upside down vantage point as her overwhelming assailant slowly stood up straight. He had had to crouch down almost completely to eat her pussy as thoroughly as he had, but now that she had climaxed so loudly, he was able to raise up to his full height once more. Her eyes followed his animalistic dick as it rose up with him. Despite his shaggy haired thighs, and his dog-like clawed feet, that foot long cock was still the thing that commanded the most attention.

For a second, it disappeared out of view, eclipsed by her own body. Nicole didn't even have time to process the confusing emotions she felt from it's absence before it was back, **** between Nicole's trembling legs by one of his powerful claws, the other claw more than strong enough to hold her up by itself.

Her already labored breathing turned into shocked gasps when it brushed against her, the heat emanating from it taking her breath away. It was so hot that it almost burnt Nicole's skin where it touched, like a brand against her tender ass, as if he were about to forever mark her as his property. Parking his member between her thighs, Matt released his shaft, allowing his erection to fling up and rub against Nicole's stomach through her thin dress.

With his freed up hand, he caressed his way up her lower body. The sharp edges of his claws trailed up her legs, sending unexpected shivers through Nicole's body, until they caught on the green fabric of her tiny dress. With the same ease as when he’d torn off her panties, Nicole’s figure hugging dress was ripped open, a clawed hand splitting it asunder down the middle. From blonde bush to under boob, her nubile body was exposed, pale skin flashing into the night air like steam from a split dumpling.

She moaned pathetically at the casual dominance of the act, nibbling her lower lip as his bare cock now throbbed out a rhythm directly against her belly button. She could feel his warmth building up in her stomach like she'd just downed a hot cup of coffee, the only thing insulating her pussy from it's radiance was her messy blonde bush, that held his shaft's feverish heat like an oven glove.

While Nicole grappled with trying not to think about the hot rod practically searing a line into her stomach, Matt shook the stray green strands of her dress from his claws. They had left her cute, Tinkerbell style, almost dress completely destroyed down the center. Only a few threads held the garment together across her chest, barely covering her little boobs and making the whole thing fit her like a slutty negligee.

Satisfied with his prey's near nudity, Matt readjusted himself again. Claws scraped across the concrete as he shuffled closer, his powerful and muscular hips bumping against her skinny ones. Nicole nearly collapsed completely when Matt let go of her thighs, only being stopped by his repositioned paws. Four knife size talons scraped carefully over her stomach, with two more digging into the soft skin of her back, as Matt moved his hands up to hold her around the waist. Technically, her feet were back on the floor now, but she could tell that her "suitor" was easily holding up a majority of her body weight.

When she felt Matt's massive cock slide backwards again, Nicole braced for impact. For the second time that night, she prepared herself for the inevitable splitting in half that was coming her way. This time at least, she was still soaking wet with his slimy drool and her own juices, that flooded out of her like a burst pipe. Hopefully, that would provide enough lubrication to ease the invasion of his pussy-destroying tool.

His huge tip lined up with her entrance. A shiver ran through her body. Weak legs trembled in his grasp. He grunted like an animal. She held her breath. His cock twitched, and her hole trembled. She was as ready as she would ever be for the penetration of a lifetime.

She was taken completely by surprise when it didn’t come.

Matt's cock overshot, riding over her pussy, squeezing between her thighs, and then sliding over her smooth stomach instead. Instinctively, Nicole closed her legs around it, silky smooth inner thighs caressing his red hot shaft. A growl of approval and a tightening of the grip on her body were her rewards, her canine master approving of her intimate embrace.

Without knowing or caring that he wasn’t actually inside her virgin pussy, Matt began to “fuck” her in earnest. The top side of his heated shaft slid over her torso, smearing her pale body with precum and slimy drool. It was so long that at it's zenith it nearly reached to between her modest tits, a feat that made Nicole's eyes go wide when it achieved it.

Rapidly, he frotted against her, fucking her thighs and smearing precum all over her chest. With her neck craned to look up her body from below, Nicole watched in shock as Matt recklessly used her like a sex aid. With every dominant slam of his furred hips against her smooth ones, his cock drew shockingly close to her blushing face. The impromptu lube that his cock and her inner thighs were soaked with made his dick's journey quick and easy, allowing his member to slide easily between her silky smooth legs.

"Th-this isn’t too bad. I can ju-just let him do this," Nicole thought, going along for the ride and embracing his monster cock with her whole body. Unfortunately for her, the upper side of his fiery cock was rubbing constantly at her sensitive clit, while the rest of his powerful body dry humped her starving pussy from behind. He wasn't the only one deriving pleasure from using Nicole's innocent body like this.

Just to make sure that they never ran out of lube, her pussy began to drool again, soaking the top of his cock with her juices and matting her blonde pubes with girlcum. The heat of his dick was like a fire, and her pussy was the boiling cauldron, spilling over with the rising steam.

Another benefit of that cock's fiery constitution was that the myriad fluids being painted across Nicole, like her white torso was a blank canvas, never got cold. She was in a drafty basement in late October, but her lover's were-cock radiated heat throughout her body so much that her cheeks flushed and beads of sweat formed on her brow.

For a little while, the only sounds were Matt's beastly grunts and the muted drumming of his thighs against hers, echoing off the walls of the basement like some sort of caveman ritual was being performed down there. It wasn't long, however, before Nicole's little voice joined the quiet chorus. Despite her best efforts to keep control of herself, Matt's hard cock grinding against her and his hot body slamming into her from behind, **** quiet moans from her lips.

Face down and ass up, she tried to hold herself still as her wolfish partner continually pounded against her. She was still in the same shameful pose that she had fallen into after her mind numbing orgasm. More than bent double, she braced her forearms against the concrete and painfully arched her neck under herself to look up at Matt's cock sliding against her body.

The position was uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to change it. She worried if she leant upright so she was only bent forward then Matt would notice that his pussy breaking dick was not actually breaking her pussy right now. If he realized that, then it would only be a matter of time before he rectified his mistake, and Nicole would find herself leaning into the dumbwaiter again as he fucked the shit out of her, moaning lewdly down the camera to all her friends as her Were-lover used her like a fleshlight.

"Oh god," Nicole moaned at the thought, slapping weakly at the cold floor as she tried to keep control of herself. The situation she was in was beyond messed up, but her body just couldn't stop reacting to his throbbing cock and flowing pheromones. A telltale tremble began to creep into her limbs again, combining with Matt's hard rutting to make it even more difficult for her to hold herself up.

As Matt kept going and going, Nicole began to wonder if she even could outlast him. He "fucked" her at the same constant pace, bouncing his hips steadily against her ass, despite her soft thighs constantly doing their best to milk his thick shaft. Nicole had expected a werewolf to have less restraint and stamina, but he actually had more control than some guys she knew. At this rate, she could still be here being used by the next full moon.

Slowly, Nicole's thoughts shifted from allowing him to cum, to helping to make him cum. Massive though his cock was, there was no way she could get her mouth to it without breaking her neck, so sucking on the tip to hasten his climax was out of the question. At it's peak his cock's head reached to be nearly between her boobs, but they were too little to titfuck even regular dicks, let alone giant monster ones, so tittyfucking his cock was off the table.

That just left her hands. She needed one of them to hold herself up, but she could spare the other one. Shifting her weight to rest on only one forearm, Nicole wetly licked her right palm, before reaching down to Matt's pistoning cock. Gingerly, as if she were about to grab a machine part in mid motion, she pressed her palm to it's underside.

A bassy growl issued from deep within Matt. It was such an ominous sound that it almost made her flinch back, but her hand was stayed when his hips began to pump even faster against her. Emboldened by his response, Nicole pressed her hand against him more strongly. In an effort to please him, she pressed his cock up against her torso, hoping the added contact would make him finish faster.

Whether it would actually do that remained to be seen, but what Nicole could already tell, was that her canine companion really liked it. His simple grunting turned into (presumably) happy panting, an awful lot like the sound of a normal dog having a good time. Beneath her grip and against her body, his cock twitched too, throbbing so hard that it almost felt like it could lift her into the air with a single flex.

Holding him against her torso, helping him to use her body as his sex toy, Nicole felt her mind begin to wander again. The fingers that held his cock marveled at the size of it, squeezing it from below as she wondered if she could even get both her hands around it. The heat of it hadn't dissipated at all either, and she soon found herself imagining just how it would feel to have his hot tool quenched inside her.

Almost without thinking, Nicole began to slide her hand up and down his member. She moved in the opposite rhythm to his thrusts, bringing her down to the base of his shaft when he thrust forward, and sliding it back to the tip when he drew back. In that way, she effectively used one hand and her whole body in an attempt to jerk him off.

It must have been working, as yet more precum oozed from his tip to dribble down on to the floor before her face, or to splash forward on to the underside of her modest cleavage. Still, Nicole couldn't help but think that she wasn't doing enough to please him. He was a big monster now, with a big monster cock, what if he had a big monster appetite that wouldn't be satisfied by being simply jerked off?

When he twitched against her clit again, Nicole bit her lip even harder. Yet another orgasm of her own was drawing perilously close, and she still had no idea how close or far from cumming Matt was. She knew she had the perfect weapon between her legs to finish him off, but she had some soul searching to do before she could convince herself.

"He'll be mad if he finds out I tricked him," she thought. Matt's hips bounced against hers again.

"He won't be satisfied until he fucks my pussy anyway," she reasoned. His cock bucked between her cute tits.

"If I don't do it, he might go after Miranda or Sarah," she speculated. Precum form his shaft smeared over her hand.

"I want it," the only honest part of her brain admitted.

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