The werewolf sex club gets hotter and hotter, until Alicia is taken into the woods with two men dressed as werewolves. But what happens when her dreams of meeting a real werewolf comes true? Alicia lets the beast dominate her, and use her. The only way to tame the beast.
Explicit erotica. Short story: 5,000 words.
The werewolf club was in session. The girls sat in their usual circle in Sherri's basement. Each girl had a werewolf book or movie on their lap.
"I was thinking about this lately. What is it about werewolves that turns us on so much? I mean why do we like them?"
"Oh come on, do I have to explain!"
She held up a novel with a bare chested stud standing in front of a full moon.
"Hell no!" That was a unanimous decision.
Alicia spoke up, "Well, I think it's that werewolves are aggressive...dominant. Yet they're also vulnerable which can be sexy too."
"I think you're on to something, Alicia."
"And well, werewolves are wild, strong, hot men. What girl wouldn't want that?'
She held up the book with the hot werewolf again. "See...I was right!"
The girls all nodded in approval. Then they went on to their weekly recommendations. What they had read, what they had seen lately that had excited them the most. The full moon shone through the basement window.
Alicia was transfixed by that moon. All she kept thinking about was the real thing. Was it actually out there? If only her fantasy could be a reality.
Little did she know at the time, it would be three weeks later when Alicia would come face to face with a werewolf.
Alicia pressed against the hard tree on a full moon night. The two beasts nuzzled against her. Their tongues lapped at the sensitive part of her neck. She moaned, running her hand over their naked, hairy chests. Their warm breath was all over her. Moving down. Moving closer to her breasts.
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