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Instead of putting the same anal plug, back in, Brigitte moved me up to the next largest size. After she did, I rode Conor cowgirl style, while Brigitte rode his face. This plug was over two inches wide at its widest. Fucking Conor with that thing ensconced in my ass was a whole new experience for me. Not that it was bad, mind you. I actually began to wonder what it would be like to have two men fucking me at the same time. One in my pussy, and the other one pumping in and out of my butt. It didn’t sound all that bad. Maybe I should add that to my bucket list.
Two days later, after having gone through all five of my training plugs, (and currently having my period), I had my first anal sex. Brigitte wore the smaller of the two strap-on dildos she’d purchased. She suggested that she take my anal virginity while I was engaged in a sixty-nine with Conor, as it would distract me from what was going on in my ass. Since she was the sexual expert, having fucked for over fifty years, I took her advice.
Having worn the five different plugs for five days and nights, through all kinds of activities, I was now used to having something in my ass, but this would be different. There would be thrusting and movement involved, so a distraction seemed good to me.
Conor and I got into a sixty-nine and Brigitte let me have an orgasm from that before she started lubing up my back door and her fake prick. Orgasms were good. She also used her fingers in my rectum to slowly open me up after removing my last plug. That didn’t feel too bad, but her fingers weren’t that big. The moment of truth arrived. I felt the bulbous head of the faux cock pressed against my sphincter. She nudged forward, and the tight muscular starfish started spreading over the crown. I quit sucking, experiencing the sensation of an anal fucking for the first time.
All the training plugs had a bulge, splitting me wide for the thick part, then shrinking down right before the flange. While the head of the dildo was larger than the shaft, the shaft was still thicker around than anything which had gone before on a fully inserted basis. It was uncomfortable, but not painful, the gradual stretching and lubricant seeing to that. With Conor licking and nibbling on my lady bits at the same time, it was more than tolerable. It started to feel good. Good enough I was willing to resume sucking his cock.
The next orgasm I had after full penetration, I could still primarily claim was a clitoral orgasm. Most of it seemed centered on the tongue so studiously involved in dancing across the nub. The next orgasm seemed rooted inside my bottom, with only echoes of the clit licking going on. When I seemed to be fucking myself on her plastic prick, Brigitte told Conor to stop licking, and the next orgasm I had was definitely anal in origin.
After another anal orgasm, Conor resumed licking, and I enjoyed a series of very enjoyable orgasms from both sources. I was no longer an anal virgin, although I would have to endure Conor’s cock up my ass before I could claim to be fully indoctrinated in anal sex.
That occurred the following night. This time, it was Brigitte on the bottom and Conor preparing my ass for penetration. Having gone through it once, It wasn’t as scary the second time around, even though I knew Conor’s cock was larger than the toy the previous day.
Brigitte had me clean out my rectum prior to our sex, so I’d be able to clean off Conor’s cock, which didn’t offend me the way it had when she first told me it was going to happen. I’d done it once, I could do it again. Hell, it hadn’t even been my ass I’d sucked off his cock the first time, but Brigitte’s, so kudos to me.
Having a living, breathing (metaphorically speaking) object inside of my bottom was different from having something as static as a dildo inside me. I could feel his prick flexing and twitching inside of me. When he’d climax, I’d feel all of his gooey cum squirting inside of my rectum, and he was longer than the fake object, by about an inch. Despite the differences, or perhaps because of them, I enjoyed anal sex more the second time. Feeling his dick throbbing inside of my butt felt good. Nor did I have any problem sucking Conor’s cock when we were done. I was now, a full fledged three hole slut. The only thing remaining between me and Quinn, was that huge vibrating plug, and one more Quinn sized dildo.
Wearing the vibrating dildo was a whole other thing. Not only was it the largest object to occupy my nether regions, the vibrations were both arousing, and distracting. Brigitte would turn it on at various and sundry times during the day, running, exercising, fighting. (Ouch, you don’t want to be distracted when you’re about to get smacked.) She even turned it on a few times while I was sleeping, and I’d purr at the most inopportune times as it went off. Still, she was getting me ready for whatever Quinn might want of me, so it was all good.
After wearing that sucker for a full thirty-six hours, Brigitte fucked my ass with the largest dildo. When I got through that with only minor discomfort, (initially) and some pleasure, (toward the end, when I actually fucked myself on the monster,) she declared me ready to take on Quinn’s cock in my ass. She recommended I sleep every night with it in my butt until Quinn claimed me as his bitch. Again, fifty plus years of experience talking, so I listened.
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One of the side benefits of all three women agreeing to become pack breeders, was we started hanging out with one another, them mostly with me. For one thing, there was no one else we could talk to about the whole experience. For another, we were all unemployed. Let’s not mention the fact that they wanted to fuck the wolves again.
They all went to their doctor appointments and got medical clearance, and stopped taking birth control pills, or in Simone’s case, an IUD like me. We got Randa and Dani to try licking pussy, which neither had done before. Although Brigitte had licked Dani when she tried Conor sex the first time, Dani hadn’t licked her back. They both agreed that licking a shaved pussy was better than a furry pussy, so Brigitte shaved whenever she planned to be human for long. All three tried having the wolves lick them in the wolf state, kind of a warm up to eventual wolf sex. We all agreed no human tongue could possibly do what a wolf tongue could do. It was no contest.
When they came over, they took to lounging around naked the way we did. I convinced all of them to start running with us. Since they wouldn’t be able to keep up for a long time, a couple other wolves would show up every morning to help look after the slow pokes in the group. They also started some self defense classes with me. Again, no knife work. We’d have to start going into the woods at some point for that. I couldn’t be stabbing wolves in front of the neighbors.
They took advantage of the other wolves presence after running, to see if all wolves were as good as Conor in the sack. In actuality, since he was one of the youngest, the other wolves were all better than him. Human form sex wasn’t going to be a problem for any of them. They loved the sex.
Naturally, Carl noticed the new females hanging around with me, and working out in my backyard as scantily clad females. Now they didn’t have the physical perfection of the wolves, since who did, but they were all under the age of 28, and all good looking, even Dani who was perhaps fifteen pounds over weight, although the exercise regimen Brigitte imposed would soon take that off.
Carl hit on all three women, asking each of them for dates. Not in front of one another, not quite that crude, but a little cringy.
“What’s with the neighbor?” Simone asked, after finding out he’d asked Randa on a date first.
“He’s lonely,” I said. “I used to hang out with him a little more, play video games and watch Netflix and such, but right after losing my job, I got drunk and slept with him. I don’t feel I can encourage him by hanging out with him as that was a mistake I didn’t want to repeat, so I think he misses the camaraderie.”
“Was he any good?” Randa asked.
“Not wolf sex good. Plus, I was drunk and it was awkward.”
“Is he nice?” Dani asked.
“Nice enough, I guess. He’s been a good neighbor, but he can’t find out about the wolves, so we’ve tried to discourage interaction with him. When the wolves don’t perceptively age, don’t have bruises or scars after pounding on each other, and might need to shift so are naked constantly indoors, it’s best if he’s not hanging around.”
“I get that,” Dani said. “Would anyone object if I dated him?”NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.
The other two shook their heads. I said, “Not if you don’t include him with us hanging out, but if you want to go out with him, and hang at his townhouse, be my guest.”
“Then I’ll accept, if he asks me.”
“He will,” I said. “It’s just a matter of time.”
Sure enough, he asked Dani the following day, and she agreed to go out to dinner with him. You could see his eyes light up. Score, I could almost see him holding up his hands in the symbol for a touchdown. Their date was set for the following Friday night, on what would be the first night of my next breeding. Instead of putting the same anal plug, back in, Brigitte moved me up to the next largest size. After she did, I rode Conor cowgirl style, while Brigitte rode his face. This plug was over two inches wide at its widest. Fucking Conor with that thing ensconced in my ass was a whole new experience for me. Not that it was bad, mind you. I actually began to wonder what it would be like to have two men fucking me at the same time. One in my pussy, and the other one pumping in and out of my butt. It didn’t sound all that bad. Maybe I should add that to my bucket list.
Two days later, after having gone through all five of my training plugs, (and currently having my period), I had my first anal sex. Brigitte wore the smaller of the two strap-on dildos she’d purchased. She suggested that she take my anal virginity while I was engaged in a sixty-nine with Conor, as it would distract me from what was going on in my ass. Since she was the sexual expert, having fucked for over fifty years, I took her advice.
Having worn the five different plugs for five days and nights, through all kinds of activities, I was now used to having something in my ass, but this would be different. There would be thrusting and movement involved, so a distraction seemed good to me.
Conor and I got into a sixty-nine and Brigitte let me have an orgasm from that before she started lubing up my back door and her fake prick. Orgasms were good. She also used her fingers in my rectum to slowly open me up after removing my last plug. That didn’t feel too bad, but her fingers weren’t that big. The moment of truth arrived. I felt the bulbous head of the faux cock pressed against my sphincter. She nudged forward, and the tight muscular starfish started spreading over the crown. I quit sucking, experiencing the sensation of an anal fucking for the first time.
All the training plugs had a bulge, splitting me wide for the thick part, then shrinking down right before the flange. While the head of the dildo was larger than the shaft, the shaft was still thicker around than anything which had gone before on a fully inserted basis. It was uncomfortable, but not painful, the gradual stretching and lubricant seeing to that. With Conor licking and nibbling on my lady bits at the same time, it was more than tolerable. It started to feel good. Good enough I was willing to resume sucking his cock.
The next orgasm I had after full penetration, I could still primarily claim was a clitoral orgasm. Most of it seemed centered on the tongue so studiously involved in dancing across the nub. The next orgasm seemed rooted inside my bottom, with only echoes of the clit licking going on. When I seemed to be fucking myself on her plastic prick, Brigitte told Conor to stop licking, and the next orgasm I had was definitely anal in origin.
After another anal orgasm, Conor resumed licking, and I enjoyed a series of very enjoyable orgasms from both sources. I was no longer an anal virgin, although I would have to endure Conor’s cock up my ass before I could claim to be fully indoctrinated in anal sex.
That occurred the following night. This time, it was Brigitte on the bottom and Conor preparing my ass for penetration. Having gone through it once, It wasn’t as scary the second time around, even though I knew Conor’s cock was larger than the toy the previous day.
Brigitte had me clean out my rectum prior to our sex, so I’d be able to clean off Conor’s cock, which didn’t offend me the way it had when she first told me it was going to happen. I’d done it once, I could do it again. Hell, it hadn’t even been my ass I’d sucked off his cock the first time, but Brigitte’s, so kudos to me.
Having a living, breathing (metaphorically speaking) object inside of my bottom was different from having something as static as a dildo inside me. I could feel his prick flexing and twitching inside of me. When he’d climax, I’d feel all of his gooey cum squirting inside of my rectum, and he was longer than the fake object, by about an inch. Despite the differences, or perhaps because of them, I enjoyed anal sex more the second time. Feeling his dick throbbing inside of my butt felt good. Nor did I have any problem sucking Conor’s cock when we were done. I was now, a full fledged three hole slut. The only thing remaining between me and Quinn, was that huge vibrating plug, and one more Quinn sized dildo.
Wearing the vibrating dildo was a whole other thing. Not only was it the largest object to occupy my nether regions, the vibrations were both arousing, and distracting. Brigitte would turn it on at various and sundry times during the day, running, exercising, fighting. (Ouch, you don’t want to be distracted when you’re about to get smacked.) She even turned it on a few times while I was sleeping, and I’d purr at the most inopportune times as it went off. Still, she was getting me ready for whatever Quinn might want of me, so it was all good.
After wearing that sucker for a full thirty-six hours, Brigitte fucked my ass with the largest dildo. When I got through that with only minor discomfort, (initially) and some pleasure, (toward the end, when I actually fucked myself on the monster,) she declared me ready to take on Quinn’s cock in my ass. She recommended I sleep every night with it in my butt until Quinn claimed me as his bitch. Again, fifty plus years of experience talking, so I listened.
******
One of the side benefits of all three women agreeing to become pack breeders, was we started hanging out with one another, them mostly with me. For one thing, there was no one else we could talk to about the whole experience. For another, we were all unemployed. Let’s not mention the fact that they wanted to fuck the wolves again.
They all went to their doctor appointments and got medical clearance, and stopped taking birth control pills, or in Simone’s case, an IUD like me. We got Randa and Dani to try licking pussy, which neither had done before. Although Brigitte had licked Dani when she tried Conor sex the first time, Dani hadn’t licked her back. They both agreed that licking a shaved pussy was better than a furry pussy, so Brigitte shaved whenever she planned to be human for long. All three tried having the wolves lick them in the wolf state, kind of a warm up to eventual wolf sex. We all agreed no human tongue could possibly do what a wolf tongue could do. It was no contest.
When they came over, they took to lounging around naked the way we did. I convinced all of them to start running with us. Since they wouldn’t be able to keep up for a long time, a couple other wolves would show up every morning to help look after the slow pokes in the group. They also started some self defense classes with me. Again, no knife work. We’d have to start going into the woods at some point for that. I couldn’t be stabbing wolves in front of the neighbors.
They took advantage of the other wolves presence after running, to see if all wolves were as good as Conor in the sack. In actuality, since he was one of the youngest, the other wolves were all better than him. Human form sex wasn’t going to be a problem for any of them. They loved the sex.
Naturally, Carl noticed the new females hanging around with me, and working out in my backyard as scantily clad females. Now they didn’t have the physical perfection of the wolves, since who did, but they were all under the age of 28, and all good looking, even Dani who was perhaps fifteen pounds over weight, although the exercise regimen Brigitte imposed would soon take that off.
Carl hit on all three women, asking each of them for dates. Not in front of one another, not quite that crude, but a little cringy.
“What’s with the neighbor?” Simone asked, after finding out he’d asked Randa on a date first.
“He’s lonely,” I said. “I used to hang out with him a little more, play video games and watch Netflix and such, but right after losing my job, I got drunk and slept with him. I don’t feel I can encourage him by hanging out with him as that was a mistake I didn’t want to repeat, so I think he misses the camaraderie.”
“Was he any good?” Randa asked.
“Not wolf sex good. Plus, I was drunk and it was awkward.”
“Is he nice?” Dani asked.
“Nice enough, I guess. He’s been a good neighbor, but he can’t find out about the wolves, so we’ve tried to discourage interaction with him. When the wolves don’t perceptively age, don’t have bruises or scars after pounding on each other, and might need to shift so are naked constantly indoors, it’s best if he’s not hanging around.”
“I get that,” Dani said. “Would anyone object if I dated him?”
The other two shook their heads. I said, “Not if you don’t include him with us hanging out, but if you want to go out with him, and hang at his townhouse, be my guest.”
“Then I’ll accept, if he asks me.”
“He will,” I said. “It’s just a matter of time.”
Sure enough, he asked Dani the following day, and she agreed to go out to dinner with him. You could see his eyes light up. Score, I could almost see him holding up his hands in the symbol for a touchdown. Their date was set for the following Friday night, on what would be the first night of my next breeding.