Posted by Tala on October 26, 2007 at 10:02:39:

I shut and locked the front door as the last of the trick or treaters had finally come and gone. Connor smacked me firmly on the ass on his way by, jolting me to attention.

“You ‘bout ready to go to bed yet baby?” he asked playfully. I turned around to smack him back as he caught me by my wrist and pulled me into him to give him a kiss.

“Hmmm, yeah, ”it sent an electrical shock straight through me, ”Just let me get the rest of this stuff put up first.” I turned away from him and grabbed the black plastic cauldron from beside the door. Connor caught my hand sending the cauldron reeling and candy flying everywhere as he dragged me through the living room towards the bedroom.

“Oh no,” he said smiling as he nudged me through the door,” We’re goin’ now.” The room was almost pitch dark, except for the faint bit of light from the just risen full moon coming in through the open slats of the window blinds.

“Ok, ok,” I giggled at him. I bounced over to my side of the bed and hopped in; wrapping myself up in the blanket and pulling it clear to my chin. I laid there and watched him strip in the near dark and make funny faces at me. “Quit it,” I giggled again.

Connor climbed in next to me and stretched out. “Damn, it’s been a long day,” he yawned.

“I know. I didn’t think they were ever gonna stop comin’. Well, I guess it’s all over now ‘til next year.”

He rolled over on his side and poked at my blanket. “You plan on getting neked?”

“I don’t know. I suppose. Should I?”

“I can’t fuck you with your clothes on.”

I pulled my t-shirt and bra off from under the covers. Next went my jeans and panties, getting kicked off the edge of the bed onto the floor. “There. I’m naked.” A few heartbeats went by in total silence. The anticipation was starting to kill me. “Hey, if you’re wantin’ to get laid, you’d better come over here,” I told him, grinning ear to ear in the dark.

“Which do you think is faster-a tie fighter or an X-wing fighter?”

“What?!”

“Which is faster? X-wing or tie fighter?”

“I don’t know. The only thing that I do know is that that’s not very conducive to getting laid.”

“How about listening to Art Bell while we’re doing it?”

“That’s not gonna get you laid either. If you don’t get over here in the next five seconds, I’m gonna take my vibrator out and use it.”

“You sure you don’t wanna listen to Art?”

“You’ve got three seconds left,” I warned.

I could see him smiling as he put his hands behind his head. “Go ahead. Go for it. I’ll stay right here and be as quiet as a mouse.”

“Hmmm. So you wanna see me beat off huh?” I reached over into the drawer in the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of warming lube. “Fine, this is your last chance,” I teased as I flipped open the lid. “Ok. Well, I guess you don’t wanna get laid too badly then.” I pulled the bottle under the covers and squirted some of the cold gel directly onto my clit and rubbed some of it on my inner lips. I tossed the bottle back into the drawer and picked up the “Blue Demon”; a blue and white vibrator with the pearl beads in the shaft and the little “rabbit” at the base that’s made for driving clits mad.

Reaching back under the covers with my trusted “friend”, I gave Connor one more chance to make his move. He didn’t make a sound; just as he’d promised. “Just for being a smartass, I’m not gonna let you watch.”

I inserted the head between my swollen ready lips, feeling every inch of it going deeper inside of me until the bunny’s head rested firmly against my throbbing, waiting clit. My thumb moved as if by memory to the “on” button and turned up the vibrating dial, just as I had probably done a hundred times before. I moved it in and out of me, slowly at first, quickening the pace as I got more excited; thrusting my hips up to meet it and driving it deeper still. Even over my gasps and moans, I could hear Connor’s hand on the shaft of his own cock, keeping in time with me. The thought of me turning him on as he watched me masturbate, got me that much hotter. I could feel the start of an orgasm welling up inside of me as I grabbed my pillow and tried to stifle it, not wanting to come too fast. My pussy pulsated around the shaft when I ground the rabbit into my pubic bone. My back arched up and a growl rattled in the back of my throat as I came. I shut it off and dropped it unceremoniously back into the open drawer.

I rolled over to lie back, still throbbing and panting, when Connor grabbed the back of my head and kissed me, hard. His hungry mouth moved to the side of my neck, sucking and licking the tender flesh he found there. “Did that turn you on baby?” I panted, barely above a whisper.

“Uh huh. What were you thinking’ about?” he asked between licks.

“Mmmm, you of course.”

“What was I doing to you?”

I wrapped my arms around his neck. “You were fucking the shit out of me,” I whispered in his ear.

“Was I nice to you?”

“Nuh uh. You tied me up…”I ran my fingers through his slightly curly brown hair.

“And?” His eyes became slits as he stared into me.

“And, you were strangling me.” His mouth found mine again with his tongue probing into the depths of me. His tongue slid down the side of my neck while his fingers trailed down my spine, settling and digging into my ass.

He took little nips at the side of my neck. ”That feel good baby?”

“Uh huh.”

“Good.” He took a couple more nips, but his teeth felt sharper.

“Ow! That hurts!” I tried to push him back a little, but he only held me tighter. Searing pain shot through me and I could feel blood trickling down from his mouth at the top of my shoulder. His now sharper fingernails raked down my back, cutting into the flesh. A furry distorted hand clamped over the top of my mouth when I tried to scream. His skin shivered under my hands as the hair sprouted and grew thicker between my fingers.

Horrified, I looked up into his face and saw the head of a great wolf staring back at me. Jaws open, lips pulled back in a snarl with spit and blood dripping from his teeth. His massive clawed hands wrapped around my wrists, pinning me down with no way to fight against his monstrous strength.

The Connor-wolf thing wedged himself between my legs and slammed his huge hard pink cock into me, impaling me on it. With every thrust, I could feel the tip banging into my cervix. With a mind of their own, my legs wrapped around his hips and ground myself into him. My own body was betraying me and out of control.

He pulled out and flipped me over, holding the side of my head down with one hand, and slammed his cock back into me. I dug my fingers and toes into the bed trying to scramble away from him as he wrapped his arms around my hips and jerked me back towards him.

My entire body felt like it was on fire. Like a fever allowed to go for too long. I could smell my own blood and musk in the air. The room started spinning. Oh God! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! My muscles started to twitch uncontrollably as they stretched and tightened. My nails and teeth grew longer, sharper. The bones in my already aching body cracked as they shifted and elongated. My hearing became so keen, that I could hear Connor’s blood coursing through his veins.

I rose up onto my hands and pushed back against him; digging my newly sprouted claws into the sheets and shredding them. My head whipped around, snapping at the hand that had been holding me down. Razor sharp teeth clamped down onto the scruff of my neck as he rammed harder into me; pounding my head into the headboard over and over again. My vision was starting to fade and with the last bit that I had in me, I gave one last shove backwards, knocking him and myself off the end of the bed.

Clumsily, I kicked myself away from him. When he fell, his head must’ve hit the dresser on the way down, because here sat this monster shaking his head trying to regain himself. I looked around for a way to escape, and the only two options I had were the window directly behind him or the window by the bed. I knew I couldn’t get passed him, so I opted for the other window. Clambering to my feet, I backed up a little and lunged towards the window. I could feel the breaking glass scratching my face as I broke through. I landed on the ground below with a thud as the fall knocked the wind out of me. I could hear him inside the house trashing the room. Growls mixed with cries of rage came out of him as he tore up the bedroom.

I got back to my feet and frantically looked for a way to run without being seen too much. I gaze went back up to the bedroom window, and I could see the yellow reflections of his eyes staring back at me. I bolted down the alleyway between the houses; thanking God it was late at night. I couldn’t tell you how I made it out of the city with only the sounds of barking dogs following me, but I did. The hills weren’t too far from where we lived, so I headed straight for them. I ran for what seemed like forever, stopping only long enough to catch my breath. I could hear him behind me, but then again it could have been my own paranoia playing tricks on me. The moon was dipping low in the sky, and the early haze of daylight was just starting to break over the horizon as I found an alcove in the banks of the hills. I buried myself in the fallen leaves as exhaustion took over and I fell asleep. I swore I heard him howling on the wind with my last waking breath.