by Urhr93 » Sat Oct 04, 2014 3:36 pm
Whimpers and stifled moans escape from the young girl's lips as the werewolf works on her slit, while waves of unknown pleasure continue to build up and clouds even more her innocent mind. Eventually she lets herself fall backward, laying on her back on the bed while the wolf continues his work, but while she falls she gets a glimpse of the wolf cock, hard and in full attention, and the sight of it generates conflicting feelings inside her blurred mind. Curiosity about the male member, but also fear of him jumping on her and robbing her of her virginity. Thoughts about needing to be careful as to not be thought of as breeding stock, but also worrying about how to handle his arousal.
A lot to think, but not the right state of mind to do so. The constant lapping of the wolf combined with his hot breath sure didn't help, only serving in clouding her judgement further. The only thing she could really concentrate about was the fact that she was the one who asked him to "help" her, and begin aroused from doing so the wolf could ask her to reciprocate and do the same for him, bowing on his member and licking him, something that she could never do. She had to think of a solution to avoid that scenario, but every lick only twister her thoughts further.
She had to think of a way to answer to his plea for "help" once he was done with her, but she was in no position to help. Moreover, she didn't even want to think about doing anything after taking care of her needs, and this last thought is somehow twisted by the umpteenth lick into having to resolve the situation before he finishes, taking care of both problems at the same time.
However, there was no way for her to "help" him from her current position, not only because she didn't have any way to reach his meat rod without moving, but also because she didn't want him to stop servicing her until she finally came and got over with it.
Tired of being unable to think properly, after stifling another moan she'll ask <You... you'll also want help later... gh... won't you?> then she'll wait for an answer. If the wolf will reply positively, she'll continue <Then...> short pause to stifle another moan <...since you're helping me, i suppose i'll have to reciprocate> another whimper <Don't get any strange ideas> she continues <Since i'm... not used to this sort of thing> another stifled moan <I'll let you choose> another pause, then <Either you'll lay here, near me, and while continuing what you're doing i'll... give you an hand...> another whimper as her clit is brushed <... or i suppose you can... grind your shaft against me...> she stifles another moan after blabbering out the last proposition, given because she doesn't want to do anything else while being "helped" so shifting positions and using her hands on him sounds like a real annoyance <...but only grinding, no mating> once again she empathizes the last part. Her mind might be clouded, but she's still able to remember her limits. The boundary is a bit twisted and loose by the lust and sleepiness, but it's still there.