Wolf Trap, Part Two - Sex Stories

Wolf Trap, Part Two

Wolf Trap, Part 2

She was waiting there; in the exact spot she took the wolf the day before. This time, Sophie was a little more prepared for what was to come. She was the dominant one now, the Alpha in this relationship. It was her scent, her fertile pussy that had won her wolf over and now he was thrall to her demands. She set up the same rug on the forest floor, the one she had been mated on yesterday which still carried the scent of their combined sex. Sophie was dressed in a simple white dress this time but had no underwear or bra with her, she decided she didn't need them for what she had planned. She was just at the end of her ovulation cycle and her pussy was on fire with the thought of another vigorous mating session like she had yesterday. She removed the dress, flipping it over her head with ease as her blonde locks fell back into place. Sophie took a moment to appreciate her nudity out in the open. It was a beautiful day; the sun was shining and there was a warm glow to the mid-day Oregon air. She sat up on the blanket and pushed her chest out, letting her voluptuous breasts take in the sun. Those same breasts had been covered in her wolfs sperm yesterday and true to her promise, Sophie had let the semen dry into her skin overnight. She hadn't showered this morning either, loving how wild and feral this made her feel.

The sun glistened down onto her amazing body, and she began to pose and rub herself down, her horniness and need to breed being allowed to ...

... take over. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter with the anticipation, the short blonde hairs that surrounded it prickling up as she undulated her hips into the air with her legs spread, hoping for her scent to be carried in the air. Sophie then, quite purposefully, moved her hand down to her hot, fertile pussy and inserted two fingers. It was very wet; her body was priming itself once again to be bred by a worthy mate. She took the fingers out, covered in her fluid, and spread it around her neck. She then repeated this process, spreading her scent across her breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples and the sensitive sides of her boobs and moved her hand back to her moist and ready vagina. She kept spreading her scent around her body – under her arms, onto her butt and back, across her shoulders and even onto her cheeks and forehead. She wanted nothing else than to smell of pure sex and fertility for her mate and as she was finishing, she was kind of disappointed he hadn't shown up yet. Was it a one-time deal? She wouldn't have thought so considering the pleasure she had given the wolf. But alas, she was there, at their spot, covered in her scent with her pheromones raging and spreading to the wind, demanding to be mated, but the wolf wasn't there.

Sophie decided to take affirmative action. She got up, positively glistening now in her vaginal fluid, and began to walk out into the forest to search for her mate. She didn't have to wait long though; she could hear ...