Date: Sat, 7 Aug 2010 23:33:28 EDT
From: ScarletLegg@aol.com
Subject: Wolf, Chapter 22

Previously:

"Actually babe...we were thinking of something...more satisfying."

As he kissed me again, I saw Brad moving bales together and then drape a
blanket over them. Mason moved me over toward the makeshift bed and they
both stripped me of my clothes, then Mason gently placed me on my back on
the blanket. Within a
 minute they were both naked. They raised my legs and the two of them went
to work rimming my ass. I was speechless, knowing they both intended to
fuck me in the others presence.

Mason was the first after they had me good and wet. He stood between my
raised legs and pushed his monster cock deep inside me and held it there.

"Yeah baby, just like the old days."

I pushed back into his groin as he started a slow, hard and deep fuck into
my rectum. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed him as he slowly increased his
tempo.  Before long he was rocking my body on his cock, plowing my ass with
full, long strokes.  Then the familiar swelling. It sent me over the edge
with him as he flooded my depths with his sperm. I shot my load all over my
chest. As he recovered he licked every bit of my cum off of me.

When he eased out of me, Brad was standing behind him, only he had morphed
into his werewolf form. He moved quickly between my legs and jack hammered
his cock into my waiting hole. He thrust like crazy until his knot swelled
and cemented us together. It must have taken a full 30 minutes for him to
unload deep inside my bowel. I was plugged with his cock and knot and my
insides were flooded with cum. When he finally deflated and pulled free of
me, Mason took his place. He had also transformed and he plowed my sloppy
hole, knotting with me as his cock filled me completely before pulsing his
release of werewolf cum for the next twenty minutes. I was so surprised by
the turn of events but I was so sexually satisfied I never said a word. All
they heard from me was moaning appreciation for having been well bred.

When Mason was finally able to pull free, the two of them were smiling like
 Cheshire cats as they drank their ice tea, then went back to work. All I
could do was savor the moment and lay on the blanket enjoying my sexual
bliss. Yet again, my life had changed and taken on new meaning.



Now Chapter 22:

I just laid there on the blanket watching Mason and Brad's sweaty bodies
move around the barn as they went back to stacking the bales. What could
happen next? This was such a surprise to me. Don't get me wrong, I knew I
loved them both. I just hadn't
 expected anything like this to happen.

I finally gave up trying to resolve the issue, dressed and headed back to
the house to rescue Dad from the twins. I found him in his office with one
of the baby monitors.

"Dad, where are the boys?"

"Well the babies are still sleeping, but the boys followed you out to the
barn just minutes after you left."

I rolled my eyes and headed back out to the barn. I found Matthew and Mark
behind the barn door in the first stall. I was quiet enough to slip up on
them as they
 were kissing. And not just experimenting, they were really kissing. I was
speechless.  Immediately I realized I had to be very careful how I handled
this. I backed out the door and made some noise as I reentered, calling
their names. I walked down to Mason and Brad and asked if they had seen
them. They said no, so I headed back toward the house. Just as I got to the
 barn door, they jumped out to surprise me. I played along with their game
and decided right
 then I would have to keep a closer eye on them.

"So guys, grandpa is watching your brothers. Is there anything special you
want to do?"

They looked at each other "Can we go back to the swim hole for a while?"

"Sure. Why don't I pack some sandwiches and drinks and we'll have a
picnic."

They were all excited as they ran toward the house. They joined me in the
kitchen holding towels. I packed up sandwiches and drinks, told Dad we were
going swimming and we headed out the back toward the tree line and the swim
hole beyond. The boys
 stayed close, one on each side of me as we walked down the old path. When
we reached the stream, they both stripped naked and jumped in the
water. They immediately went to splashing each other and having a great
time while I spread a blanket and sat down with a cold coke.

"Special...aren't you coming in...it's great!"

"I will in a little while.....I just want to sit and relax and watch you
having fun."

After some time they settled down. They were noticing some of the different
 colored stones at their feet. Mark turned to look at me and froze. Matthew
followed his brother's lead as he pointed past me.

"Special.....there's a big puppy."

I turned and looked over my shoulder. Sure enough, it was my wolf that had
taken my virginity some 4 years earlier. His ears were straight up as he
watched us, his eyes going from me to the twins and then back to me.

"Boys...that is a real wolf....Be very still and very quiet."

The twins knew by my tone that I meant it and they obeyed. I slowly opened
the bag and dug out one of the sandwiches I made. It was dry with sliced
turkey in it. I slowly turned toward my wolf and motioned to him with the
sandwich. He watched me intently as he smelled the air. He surprised me by
trotting directly to me. Did he remember me? He came right up and sniffed
the sandwich and gently took it from my hand and ate it. When he was
finished, he looked at me then moved closer and started licking my face. I
carefully moved my hand
 up and scratched him behind his ear. It was like we had been close friends
all these years.

"Boys, very slowly and very quietly come here."

The twins were mesmerized by what they were seeing and followed my
instructions as they slowly exited the water and walked up behind me. They
both knelt down and watched as my wolf and I interacted.

"Mom, do you think he will let us pet him?" Mark asked.

"I'm not sure since he doesn't know you.....Slowly extend a hand with your
palm down and let him sniff you."

They did and the wolf gingerly sniffed each boys hand before licking them.
The boys and I were amazed. He evidently smelled me in them and knew they
were mine. He finally
 relaxed and sat down, then let the boys scratch behind his ears. I reached
back in the bag and found another sandwich for him, which he quickly
consumed. Then Mark scared me as he wrapped his arms around the wolfs neck
and kissed him on his muzzle. The wolf simply licked him back as if Mark
were his own pup or offspring. Then he went down, sniffed Mark's dick and
licked it. Mark just giggled. Eventually the wolf gave Matthew the same
inspection and treatment.

"Boys, please don't be overly friendly. He is wild....let him come to you."

The boys listened to me as I handed them each a sandwich and a drink. The
wolf patiently sat and watched the boys eat, never making a move to take
their food.

So the three of us sat there for several hours, along with our wolf, just
enjoying the afternoon. I finally asked the twins if they wanted another
dip in the water. They did, so the wolf and I sat and watched over them as
they splashed around and played.

The afternoon passed and I told the twins we needed to get home. I had to
start supper and check in on the babies. They scampered out of the water,
dried off and put their clothes on.  As we headed down the path to the
house, the wolf followed right with us until we reached the edge of the
tree line. I stopped, leaned over and kissed him on the muzzle and he in
turn licked my face. The twins were intently watching me and when I
finished they each took a turn doing the same thing to the wolf. We left
him standing there as we crossed the pasture to the house.

I found Dad, Mason, Brad and the babies in the kitchen. They had already
started supper and the twins immediately started telling about the wolf at
the swim hole. I finally told the twins to go shower and put on some fresh
clothes.

Mason looked at me "So, you finally saw your first love again."

I noticed Brad's eyes get as big as saucers "What,..a real wolf?....How
could you?"

I gave Brad a look that would kill "It's not like I had a say in the matter
 at the time!"

He quickly shut up and looked down as he realized I was putting him in the
same category as the wolf when it came to being raped.

I went on to explain how friendly he was and how he accepted the boys even
to the point of watching them while they played in the water.

Dad smiled "He may think they are his own...You have to remember he bred
you first."

I gave Dad a questioning look.

"Michael, I'm sure some of the proteins and hormones from his cum was
absorbed by your body....He could smell it in your skin....You have to
remember how acute and sensitive their sense of smell is compared to
ours....Who knows, you may have passed something on to the twins that we
can't detect."

I looked over at Mason and he was just smiling.

By the time the twins rejoined us, supper was ready. Brad and I had taken
care of the babies and put them to bed. The twins were still hyper from the
day and the encounter with the wolf.  After dinner, we all retired to the
den and relaxed with a good old Disney movie. It brought back childhood
memories for the adults and was entertaining for the boys.  When it was
over, I told the boys it was bedtime and I excused myself so I could have a
shower.

I wasn't in there a minute before Mason joined me. "Hearing about your
encounter today brought back memories of that first night together" Mason
said as he wrapped me in his strong arms.

"Yes, I thought about that too."

We took our time bathing each other, kissing and making out. We finally got
 out, dried each other and headed to bed. Mason was very amorous as he
kissed me and before I realized it, he was sinking his cock inside my
vagina. I guess he wanted a change from this morning as he made love to me
over and over, filling me with his cum loads. And who was I to say 'no'. I
always welcomed Mason inside me and the way he made me feel when we made
love. We both fell asleep that night in each others embrace and fully
satisfied.

I woke up to Mason between my legs and fucking me again.

"Oh baby...you make momma feel so good!"

"I'm glad.......I want more kids out of you babe."

I was rather surprised by his statement. I had just delivered Brad's twins
and here Mason was trying to get me pregnant again.

"Mason, we've both agreed about having more kids, ...but don't you think
this is rather quick after my last pregnancy?"

"Yes. I know and I'm sorry,...but you have the most beautiful babies and I
want to keep our boys ages close."

Mason pounded away as he groaned with his orgasm, filling me with more of
his sperm. He seemed a little out of sorts and I began wondering if my
having Brad's babies was having some effect on him.

"Babe,...is everything okay?"

"Yeah. I guess I'm acting a little strange, huh? I'm sorry...I just want us
 to have our family while we're young and can enjoy them....Does that make
sense?"

"Yes."

We laid there for a little while. "Mase, have you noticed how developed
Mark and Matthew are ...in the development of their genitals?"