Between Cats and Wolves: A Bronx Tale

A small purr rumbled in her throat as she awoke, still drowsy and unknowing of the world around her, and why was she sleeping face down? She had an awkward feeling in her stomach and between her legs. She opened her eyes and saw the wolf she had fallen asleep on top of, his face peaceful in sleep. She was startled at first but then remembered the wonderful experience of last night. But what was this most unusual feeling in her? She let her hand travel between their bodies and felt the enormous member, still lodged inside of her, and let out a yelp when a large finger roamed down her back. “So, your finally awake? Good.” she looked down into those beautiful golden eyes, and just laid down on him again. “You startled me, you big jerk, and you didn’t take it out?” He just rolled his eyes, “Scardy cat, and yes I did leave it in” as he dropped his hips and let it slip out. She moaned and looked at him with need and desire; “why did you” “That’s why I didn’t take it out, because I knew you’d complain, awake or not.” She motioned as if she was going to smack him again but just leaned down and kissed him. “Wolves. Can’t live with them; can’t live without them.” he wrapped an arm and a leg around her and flipped himself on top and her under him in an agile manner. He knew that he was heavy so he kept himself supported on his forearms, keeping most of the weight off her. “I’ll put it back in, but I have a different idea this time.”
He leapt up landing on his feet and walked over to the beat up fridge. Rummaging through it and coming out dissatisfied. He tossed her a bottle of milk which she gladly drank, slinking up behind him, and giving him a wet kiss. He enjoyed it but went right back to digging. “Fine, don’t show gratitude!” she huffed and went back to the bed and plopped down. He finally found a piece of meat and shoved it down his throat in a most uncivilized manner, “Must you be such an animal when you eat? It’s gross you know” he kept eating and yelled out with his mouth full, “Shut up. You talk to much, even when you just wake up.” He knew he was just asking to get slugged again, and sure enough when he finished eating and turn around. POP! “What was that for?!?!?” she shook out her paw, “For you being a jerk” He raised his hand to slap her and got no reaction from her. “Good girl, finally toughening up a bit. I like that in a woman.” She just smiled but then felt strong hands on under her arms and felt herself fly across the room, landing with a loud poof on the bed. “But the girl has to be able to back it up, not just walk tough.” Before she could even get up to let him have it, she felt herself pinned to the bed with him on top of her, “Let me up you big lug, fight fair!” she struggled and squirmed trying to get free with him doing all he could to keep her down, but her anger and struggles turned to seductive motions and giggles.
He enjoyed teasing her and when she gave in, it often just became all too much fun. “So you had enough?” he smiled, and she gave him a taste of his own medicine. “No, but I think anymore and your going to tire out. You can’t handle me anyway, so getting you tired wouldn’t make it any better.” He was stumped for words so he just rocked his hips against hers, his member rock hard again. “I said I had plans for today, and you’re going to like this dogs new trick.” She was curious, but if it involved feeling that huge member inside her again, she was all for it. “Now if you’ll excuse me, this dog has to be walked.” He jumped through the grate and disappeared. “Hey you big jerk, you get me all hot and then you leave me like this?!? Come back here right now!!!” But it was no use, he was gone. She sat on the bed, frustrated, “what a jerk, I hope he never comes back.” she went and jumped in the small shower that was used and a utility sink. It was clean, and had pressure and warm water so it was fine. The whole time she showered her hands never left her crotch, always thinking about the wolfman, and feeling that same burning desire again. “Gallon” she whispered his name, as she felt a warm paw reach in and stroke her wet hair. She jumped a little bit but not much, as she looked over to see the large body she longed to feel again. “You think I’m getting wet again? Hurry up, I’m still hard as a rock.” She just smiled seductively at him and turned off the water. She stepped out and a towel hit her in the face. ‘Damn wolf’ she thought to herself, but she started to accept his brash, wild and cocky behavior, after all, it was part of the charm she loved so much. “Well that’s what we call a towel, and you can dry yourself with it and it works real good too.” She just stuck her tongue out at him, and he quickly responded, “put that away before I do it for you.” She huffed at him again, finally drying herself off.
A few minuted passed and he was on his feet, but something was different about him, he look was almost scary, like something had possessed him. He stalked over to her, like an animal stalks its prey, and she was frightened. She backed away and darted away from him, but he caught her. She screamed, and he just laughed, “You thought I was serious again, didn’t you? Oh I’m sorry but I had to see that look again. It’s just too cute.” She turned around and went to slap him but he held her hand down. “You beast, why do you torture my like this?” He actually had scared her pretty badly, but he wouldn’t apologize. “Because I like to play with you, and you really look beautiful when you’re scared. Then you’re so sexy when you get all wound up.”
She just sighed, and smiled at him, ‘So he’s not mt sophisticated, nor is he kind and sweet, but he’s so gentle and I just love him.’ She looked down at his pants, and thought about it, ‘ok fine, he’s just a horny wolf, but I still love him.’ “For a girl who talks so much, you sure did just get awfully quiet.” She looked at him, “Cuz I was thinking you simpleton.” He just rolled his eyes, “Enough stalling, you ready?” She pressed herself to him, “No, but I want it anyway.” He smiled at her with the wild desiring look. He walked around behind her, and let his hands roam down her stomach, down to her clit and let his fingers, tease it. She moaned in pleasure, and he whispered in her ear as her led her to the wall, “hold on to the rack.” He leaned over and kissed her neck, his hands, roaming all over her stomach, and his fingers tracing her pelvic area. He slipped two fingers into her pussy and began to massage her insides, loving the moans he drew from her. He rubbed his dick in her ass crack and she quickly got the idea, she had always heard about anal from her kitty friends, hearing that if the man is good, it is the greatest feeling in the world. Gallon knew this just because, well, he was a werewolf, and wolves have a large reputation to uphold as the best lovers. Felicia trusted him knowing this, and wondered what having something so huge would feel like in her ass. He kept stroking her, getting her even hotter, making it easier as she loosened up more. He grabbed her bottle of massage oil and slick up his dick, kissing her neck and shoulders, in the process. He lubricated his hand and slid a finger gently into her hole. She moaned at the feeling of having her cavity stretched, as it was awkward and original, a feeling that just wasn’t natural, but it felt wonderful. He slipped another, and then a third, making sure she was good and loose before he even tried to put it in. She moaned at the feeling of having her pussy worked and her ass stretched at the same time.
He felt the she had been stretched enough and took his fingers out, drawing whine in protest. “Here it comes, just relax.” “Stop taking and just do it” she growled at him. He complied and let his giant dick press against her entrance, pushing the head through the tight ring of muscle and in. She moaned in plain and pleasure as she felt her ass being opened up by her wolf. He slid it in slowly, working her breasts and abs, as he pressed his dick in all the way. She was mesmerized by the feeling in her crotch from his large hand, and the humongous member that was filling her ass. “My god it’s huge, oh I’m so full. Please Gallon, fuck me good.” He wouldn’t be happier than to oblige. He thrust his hips in and out with burning fervor, fingering her at the same time, just losing himself in the whimpering and slapping sounds. He felt her ass squeezing the life out of him as he fucked her senseless. She squeezed the rail she was holding tightly, loss in a sea of pleasure as she felt the huge meat in her ass, the large hand touching and pleasing every nerve in her. She was at his mercy and loving it. He knew that he owned her, that in taking a girl anally, she was his, and he wouldn’t rather it be with any other girl.
Her body tightened up and his thrust became more urgent, almost violent, slamming into her and tearing her ass apart. She was screaming in pleasure and arched her back to take him as best as possible. She felt each thrust going all the way up and down her spine, his hand had not left her crotch and she was close to release. He increased his heavy thrusting and brought her to the edge. “Oh god! I’m Cumming!” She screamed as she covered his hand with her juices, spasms running through her pussy and her ass, bringing out a whole new orgasm. He thrust in deep and howled, letting his cum shoot through her ass. She felt the warm fluids in her and went limp into his arms. His huge cock just fit so perfectly in her, and she just slipped away into his embrace. He didn’t take it out knowing it would probably hurt, since her orgasm had tightened her up. He just walked her slowly to the bed and sat down. She felt his cock still inside and realized he moved to pull it out but she stopped him; “Don’t it feels so good, please just leave it in.” He just smiled, “anything for you felicia, just don’t bitch in the morning when your hips are sore.” And boy did he know she would be sore in the morning. “Fine, you big brute.” He just smiled as she fell asleep in his arms. He kissed her forehead as he put his head down to the pillow, “That’s my girl.”