Sssniperwolf Sex Novels & Stories

He raised her right leg, placing it on his shoulders, he plunged in all at once. “Take it out” Shayne ordered, guessing she wasn’t ready for all of it. I chimed in “Take it slowly, inch by inch” I laughed at my words, tutoring two sex driven wolves. Silver accepted my advice but not fully, he took it in with two inches instead of one which made Shayne orgasmed again before he even started his thrusts. His thrusts were followed by moans. This made me so horny that I felt like joining them in this fun.

I kicked them out mid-orgasm. I’ve been with brunettes too. Some of them were actresses. Everything about them had been fake. Including their orgasms. But Rhiannon? With her green eyes, and blonde hair. I’ve never met anyone like her. I think I’m fucked. And my foolish wolf was not helping. My wolf was playing a highlight reel. Replaying her moan, her kiss, her scream, her face when she cums on a repeat as though it was a goddamned movie.

“Remember your promise, baby to make it up to me?” “Yes” I breathe out fighting a moan as he pinches my nipple. “Remember how we said on our wedding night we can share our fantasies without judgment?” He bends down and takes my nipple in his mouth, sucking lightly. “Yes” I moan. He removes his mouth from my nipple, grabs my hand and leads me to the larger rocks on the edge of the river. He sits down and turns me around so that my back is facing him. He sits me on his lap, his erection nestled between my ass cheeks. He drapes my legs over his and spreads them wide. He begins to kiss my neck while his hands go around and play with my breast pinching my erect nipples. I let out a moan and throw

Hunnie's 👩🏻‍🦱 POV Wolfy leans back in towards my face to stick his tongue out on my top lip. His tongue glides on me and his hot breath fanned me. I opened up, letting my own tongue run loosely against his bottom lip. He froze in place and brought his arms up to my head before spreading his own legs apart and thats when I felt the hardest, most screw driving, bladder poking, pain, that I've ever had to endure!

“Please… ohhh…..stop.. use me… all of you… Aaron! Fuck me… harder!” The scarred wolf grinned darkly, flipping her onto her back. Now she was sprawled, legs wide, hips raised, her slick folds glistening, inviting, begging. The Dark hair alpha knelt at her side, sliding inside her, hitting her pussy angles in area that made her scream. Silver hair pressed into her mouth again, letting her taste herself on him, teasing, forcing her attention to every inch. “Ohhhh! Yes! Ahhh! I’m yours…or Aaron’s —oh god …please!” Kira screamed, nails clawing, body trembling violently. Every thrust from the scarred wolf, every grind from dark hair, every teasing circle from silver hair sent her over and over.

Yet, beneath her curious gaze, a subtle hint of discomfort lingers. “See what you’re doing,” I growl, frustration lacing my words as I lock eyes with my wolf, attempting to assert dominance. He responds with a low, rumbling growl, his own determination unwavering. Exhaling heavily, I realise this battle is futile. Reluctantly, I shift our positions, allowing her to straddle my hips. As I position my thumb on her swollen clit, a shiver of anticipation runs through me. With tender precision, I begin tracing gentle circles, the delicate friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

As I walked by the third tent, I heard the unmistakable sound of lovemaking. “You’re so wet,” one voice said. “I want to taste you.” It was a male voice. “Me first,” a female voice said. “I want your rock hard cock in my mouth.” They were talking really dirty. I was always a little embarrassed by brazen sex like this, but for most of the werewolf community, sex is very normal. Most wolves are very open-minded about sex, and they don’t try it or cover it up. “I need you now. Bend over back. I wanna fuck you from the behind.”

*What’s that,* my wolf asked. I smiled in the mirror as I tried to tame my hair while I explained it to her. She didn’t see the big deal, sex was sex regardless of where it happened. I had to roll my eyes. I explained to her about the thrill of it all, the possibility of being caught. She still didn’t care. A wolf in the throws of sex would not care about an audience. Tunnel vision.

Carlos glances at me and I frown. “Throw the bastards in prison.” I snarl just as the scent of her arousal hits me. The drugs may have taken a little time to take effect, but she has been heavily drugged, no doubt with Wolf Rain, the powerful werewolf version of an aphrodisiac that had become extremely popular in the last few years. One that would last far longer than the standard drug. I’ll put her in a room myself before someone tries something with her. Bending down, I scoop her up and she instantly moans, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck.

Placing his hand between her legs, he felt how wet she was and quickly rammed his cock deep inside her, thrusting wildly into her. Sandrine felt sick with self-loathing at her body's shameful responses, wishing for it to be over quickly. She could hear herself moaning in pleasure as her orgasm shook her body while he grunted and shuddered against her, shooting his cum into her. Then she felt it, she was shifting, her bones breaking and realigning themselves, as her wolf took over.