Holding both of his hands in just one of hers, Scarlet reached down, and took a hold of Chris’ cock through his pants. “Mmm,” she said, as her fingers traced along his hard seven inches. “Emily is definitely a winner – tonight.” She chuckled, and went to kiss Chris again, her hand still on his cock, but his lips were moving.
“S-so, Erik is – big – bigger than me?” he managed to ask, before being cut off by Scarlet’s not quite right tongue.
The woman smirked at Chris, then leaned down and nibbled on his ear, making him moan softly. “Emily’s sexy body will be defiled by Master Erik in ways your little cock can’t even dream of,” she whispered to him, her hand still teasing his cock.
This kind of commentary from his swap partner was not what Chris had imagined in any of the fantasies that had been filling his head for the past few months. He wasn’t sure what to think now, and was becoming more and more startled by Scarlet’s strength, her strange tongue, and her eyes.
Scarlet let go of Chris’ hands so she could hike her skirt up, allowing her to properly straddle his hips. As she rocked on his body, he and could tell – no panties. She lifted her top over her head, revealing what Chris thought he had felt earlier – no bra. Her breasts were small, but still looked hot in the light from the window. Chris wanted to reach up and kiss them, but – he realised he hadn’t even moved his hands after she released them. Should he try? She seemed to want him like this.
Before he had time to decide, Scarlet lay back down on him, rubbing her torso on his shirt, before sniffing at him again, even his pits briefly, before kissing him once more on the lips, her tongue darting inside. It was as she was kissing him again, staring into his eyes, that he saw it. Her eyes looked as if they were almost glowing – but it wasn’t that – they were reflecting the light from outside. He was sure Emma’s eyes had never done that. Had they?
Scarlet was rocking her hips on his clothed cock, making him harder, making him wet with herself. Chris thought of bringing a hand down to touch her, but with a glare from her eyes, he didn’t even move a muscle. Her half naked body continued gliding over his, and he moaned as he felt her hard pointy nipples running over his body. Her two firm pointy nipples. Two? Except – it felt like… more? Must be his buttons getting in the way.
Chris went to speak but again Scarlet simply stared him down, shaking her head slowly til he closed his mouth, and was rewarded by her hand returning to his cock. He felt both of her hands then at his pants, tugging, almost lifting his hips off the bed, then a popping sound as a button flew off. Chris gasped loudly as he felt something scratch his stomach, a little worried at such a sharp sensation so close to his dick. But his concerns soon melted as Scarlet wriggled down and he watched as she took the head of his cock into her mouth, making him moan loudly and raise his hips to her. One hand wrapped around his shaft, as the other tickled his balls with her long nails. Her tongue swirled around the underside of his crown before sliding through his pee slit, again reminding him of how rough it felt, yet how good, too.
With a smile all in her eyes, Scarlet slid her lips down his cock a little, then back up, down, and up, bobbing slowly back and forth, with her hand going lower and lower on his shaft as her mouth took more and more, until her nose nestled into his tuft of pubic hair, her hand now circling around his balls and pulling them away from his body, fingernails again gently teasing over the stretched skin. Even as he was moaning and groaning to the amazing sensations Scarlet was giving him, Chris noticed the coolness of her nose as she took him deep into her throat, and – though he wasn’t one to complain about any blowjob, Scarlet did seem to be a bit toothy in her approach. He almost moved his hands again to hold her head, so good were the sensations, before thinking better of it, and remaining exactly as she had put him.
For what felt like an eternity Scarlet held him in her throat, before sliding back off, dribbling saliva and precum in her wake. “Did you like that, pet?” She asked him throatily.
“God yes!” he replied, glad to have been invited to speak, but otherwise remaining still, and not seeming to notice what she had called him.
Scarlet crawled back up his body slowly, stopping only briefly to rub her hairy pussy on his wet cock, eliciting more moans from them both, before continuing up his body til her knees were either side of his face. Releasing her skirt, she peeled it off and tossed it aside, revealing her pussy in full to Chris. Surprise, surprise, he thought, She’s hairy. Scarlet didn’t give him much time for thought, pressing herself to his mouth, rolling her hips aggressively so her pussy moved over his mouth. As Chris finally took the initiative and let his tongue angle up toward her, she mewled in pleasure feeling his firm wet organ flick over her opening.
Even now, Chris’ arms remained above his head, as if physically tied in place. Scarlet really started to grind herself onto his face. He did his best to aim his tongue at the top of her opening, aiming for her clit as she rubbed herself on him, though with her grinding, and the darkened room, he didn’t feel as though he was hitting the mark. She seemed to be all puffy hairy lips. What he did notice was her strong scent as she leaked her juices over him.
As the strong sexy woman rode his face, Chris found himself staring up toward her breasts. He could better see from this angle with the city lights coming in, her firm looking nipples atop marshmallow bumps. But – as she gyrated over him – as he licked at her pussy – he was sure he could see some extra dimples dotted down her chest. Two extra nipples on each side – a total of six? He wanted to reach up and touch them, but even as he thought about it, his arms seemed quite sure they couldn’t move from their current position.
“Come on pet, tongue my cunt!” Scarlet reached down and pulled herself open for him, her nails looking even longer and sharper than ever right in front of Chris’ eyes. He pushed his tongue up until she found him, and started to fuck her as fast as he could, feeling his wet tongue penetrating her hairy lips. As he did, he at last found a sizable bump poking against his tongue, and did his best to press his tongue against it hoping he had found her clit. Scarlet’s hands released her pussy and instead held his head, a long moan growing inside her as her sharp fingernails felt like a crown of thorns around his skull. Letting go suddenly and arching her back almost painfully, Scarlet loosed a throaty growl at the ceiling, rippling out of her throat, her thighs squishing almost painfully against the sides of Chris’ head. When she relaxed again, his face was soaked with her wetness.
Scarlet collapsed naked on top of Chris, who was still dressed in his shirt, with his jeans undone and cock out. She curled up in an almost foetal position, her nails repeatedly drawing down painfully over his shirt as if it were on his bare skin. When Scarlet finally moved back up to give Chris a kiss, he startled with shock. Four long incisor teeth were bursting from her lips, and her eyes were now a bright yellow colour! Her ears had grown pointy, and nose and mouth extended slightly out from her face. He wriggled up the bed using his feet to propel him to get away from her, wondering what in Hell he was in bed with, his hands still crossed above him.
“Shhh, pet….” she whispered to him, a clawed finger raised to her lip. Chris desperately opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He couldn’t even make himself jump out of bed. The extra nipples, the furry tongue, the strange pussy, and now – it was as if she’d been slowly transforming from sexy goth to wolf girl from the moment they came into the room together.
Prowling up the bed on all fours til her face was level with Chris again, she spoke softly to him. “Yes, pet. You can call me Wolf Girl if you wish.” She let out a laugh. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to eat you. I mean – I may play with your cute lil cock again, but I’m hungry for sex, not food. You have nothing to fear from me, pet. I promise you.” She raised her furry paw toward his face, and Chris watched as her claws retracted into her fingers, before she gently stroked his still wet face. “You did make me feel nice, after all – even if it was nothing like Master Erik… Ohhh how lucky Emily is tonight, pet…” A smile broke across her face, remembering something. “Such a special night for your wife.”
Chris suddenly felt incredibly ashamed as he realized he hadn’t even given a thought to what was happening to his wife, in the other room with Erik. If Scarlet looked like – that – was he also now some creature from hell, ravaging his wife? Chris looked at the door, willing himself to move, tensing his muscles, but failing miserably to even flex a muscle. Scarlet meanwhile simply smiled at him, and – with claws once more extended, started to pop the buttons off his shirt. It was already in tatters from her previous clawing, but she now gently opened it up, and seeing the scratches she had inflicted, leaned forward and licked her rough tongue over them. Chris winced at the sensation, but was soon once again concentrating on his own circumstances, rather than thinking of Emily.
Raising back onto all fours, Scarlet continued to lick at Chris’ chest, before licking lower, and lower. A leg lifted over his face, straddled over him again, but now backwards, as she pawed at his pants til they slide off, his boxers going with them, leaving him naked except for his open shirt. Chris finally had an unobstructed and reasonably lit view of Scarlet’s pussy and ass. Her anatomy was indeed different now – at least to the one and only woman he had any experience with. She only seemed to have one set of labia, and her clit, now he saw it properly, was like an elongated nipple poking out of the top of her vulva.
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