Nate was rambling under the starry night sky partially obscured by the various evergreen trees in the forest surrounding Moon Lake. He needed to take a stroll; to clear his head, not knowing that he was walking in circles. Which is why after walking in the woods for a few hours he is surprised to see Jean Talbot relaxing on a moss covered log. Jean Talbot, the only daughter of Leon Talbot. Eighteen years of age and recently graduated Moon Lake High. Starting next January she will be attending Moon Lake’s college to pursue a career as a lawyer.
Jean getting up from the fallen log she was sitting on, turns around as she gets a whiff of a werewolf behind her. Seeing that it’s Nate Anderson; a sixteen year old high school student, her manner softened.
“When I got your text I wasn’t sure what to make of it;” Jean in he were-lioness fursona walking towards Nate. Her hips swaying with each step; tail flicking and her nipples poking through her fur covered breast.
Nate feeling aroused at the site before him manages to stifle his urges to claim the were walking towards him.
“There was no hidden meaning,” Nate explains; “but I do want to talk to you, regarding Liv.”
“Do you not like her,” Jean getting concerned.
“It’s not that I don’t like Liv,” Nate clearly worried; “It’s just-“
“She can be intense;” Jean finishing the sentence.
“Well yeah,” Nate responds; “When she joined me as I went to where my parents were, she gives me a blow job right in the living room of the Lawson household. My parents catching the tail end.”
“Well she always did like to leave a lasting impression,” Jean chuckling at Nate’s expense.
“I don’t find this amusing Jean,” Nate being serious; “Its one think to let the smell of intense were-sex to overtake you and give a man head. But to hit on a sixty to seventy year old werewolf retired from active military service?” referring to Mike Lawson as he drove both him and Liv to his house to pick up clothes for Eric.
Jean stops upon hearing that last bit. The two walking as they talked. She knew Liv could be a handful at times; its why the two are still together despite the one year age difference.
“She is just trying to find your boundaries Nate,” Jean answers; “I should know. When I introduced Liv to my older brother and dad, she tried to jump my brother’s bones and hit on my father at the same time.”
“What,” Nate having a hard time believing what Jean just said.
“It’s true,” Jean answers; “I was so embarrassed that day. I was afraid my dad would cart me off to a convent or a boarding school.” Looking at Nate; “the next time you two meet, sit down and talk with her. Tell her how you feel; while she can be overly passionate at times, she does play by a set of rules that can be established between the two of you.”
“So it’s like the riding crop she tried to use yesterday,” Nate sighing; “I wasn’t a big fan of her trying to ride me like a race horse, slapping my ass with that.”
Jean laughs at the picture, “yeah she does love toys. You’re lucky she didn’t bring the whips and chains.”
“That would have been a deal breaker then and there,” Nate not laughing at the image of being tied to a bed and being whipped by a were-leopard into kink.
“Like I said,” Jean repeating herself; “Talk to Liv the next you two meet. But in the meantime,” Jean giving Nate a sultry look as they near his house; “Want to rut?”
Nate Anderson looking at the Were-lioness as she strikes an alluring pose with her offer of sex; His lupine rocket rising from his sheathes.
“Ah what the hell,” He grins and lustfully approaches her.
Guiding her down to the ground; Nate starts exploring Jean’s body. Cupping her breasts; using his thumbs to tease her nipples, causing Jean to purr in pleasure. Taking his hand of her breasts; Nate starts exploring her body, feeling her curves as he runs his paws all over her body. Lowering his head to her crotch; he smells her arousal. Growling in approval; Nate spreads Jean’s legs to get better access to her sensitive folds. Placing thumb and forefinger along the outer edges of her lips he slowly and gently traces them eventually reaching her eager opening. Putting two clawed fingers in her sex, causes Jean to moan and sigh.
“Oh you big bad wolf,” Jean moans; “enough foreplay. Claim me!”
Nate grins a wolfish grin; positioning himself on top of her he guides his fully erect member to her waiting sex. His tip just at her entrance; he can feel the heat coming from her. Staring directly at her he moves his hips and plunges in her. This causes Jeans to gasp as the large canine penis stretches and pushes her tunnel as he thrusts in and out of her.
Jean could feel her release bubbling and rising; her breathing becoming heavy as she feels Nate’s knot push in her, causing her to pant as the two become one. With Nate’s furious thrusting she can feel he is about to blow; Nate starts to raise his head as his lupine penis spasms and twitches, causing him to howl in pleasure. Jean’s vaginal muscle tense and start milking Nate, as he spills his seed into Jean’s waiting womb. The feel of his warm liquid flowing in her causes her orgasm to hit her; both enjoy the moment as their own bodies slowly come down from the bliss they achieved.
With Nate’s knot still in her, Jean is forced to stay lying on the ground; while the sight of a brown furred werewolf with striking yellow eyes lying on top of her was enjoyable to say the least, Jean did want to be on top for a change. Wrapping Nate in a deep embrace, she rolls both of them over; Now that she is on top, Jeans rubs her paws all over Nates furry chest.
“Are we having another go,” Nate asks.
“Oh as much as I would love to have another go,” Jean looking into Nate’s eyes; “But I,” Jean feeling Nate’s knot deflate allowing them to separate; “have to go.”
“So soon,” Nate getting up as well; “You don’t want another tumble?”
Jean laughs, “Not unless you want to explain to my father why I was late for the were-lion pride meeting.”
Nate grins, “I’m sorry mister Talbot, but your daughter could not get off my cock. After all it has a knot.”
Jean laughs, “That’s funny. But I’m afraid that wouldn’t work. We’ll catch up later.”
Jeans smiles as she turns around and runs into the woods. Nate stands there for a few minutes enjoy the scent of Jean lingering in the air. He turns around and takes a short walk back to the back yard of his home. Collecting his clothes he tossed onto the ground earlier; Nate heads inside to a dark and empty house. Opening the basement door he is hit by the smell of sex coming from three young weres; listening to their yowling and moaning, Nate quickly closes the basement door. Looking at the time and seeing its nearly midnight; Nate walks upstairs to bed. Still in his werewolf fursona; he crashes on top of the covers on his bed and goes to sleep.