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RE Me and Ryees - Werewolves aren't all the same. Sarence watched as the man pulled out something and started to scratch at the paper with a pencil. She panted and attempted to pull her leg free from the trap, but she wasn't able to. She could now tell that this man was the one to put out this thing. She watched as he pulled a dagger from his holder and then moved ontop of her and pressed the knife into her throat. She whimpered softly and stopped moving as he did that, unsure how to react, if he was going to kill her, at least it would save her from the pain in her leg. She whimpered and raised her paw up to place it against his hand, in a futile attempt to stop him from killing her. She made eye contact with him, the look in her eyes was terror. She was terrified of this man, knowing she would die if he wanted to kill her. She pleaded with her eyes and her paw rested against his hand attempting to stop him.
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RE Me and Ryees - Werewolves aren't all the same. Isaac's hand hovered where it lie against the wolf's throat. The beast's paw had come up to rest on his hand, the typically alarming gesture this time full of desperation. What's more, it was very much a human gesture, far off from the viciousness that he had come to expect from the creatures. Hesitation became pause, pause became pursed lips and strange thoughts. Mercy? Mercy was a concept reserved for mankind and its ilk, not for beasts that hunted that kind. But was she not mankind? Isaac sighed as his hand fell away from the beast's neck and sheathed away his dagger as a sudden bout of humanity washed over him, bleaching white the bloodlust and dulling his killing edge. He slid off the beast and sat back on his haunches behind it. Bloody hell, this sort of emotional trollop is what gets people killed in this field. The thought slipped into his mind and out without leaving a mark, much to his chagrin. You better not bite me for this, beast, he muttered bitterly. It took him but a moment to move to the trap and pull lose the pin that held the springs tight in the housing. The tension left the jaws of the trap and they fell away, leaving the wolf wounded, but free. Hya! Off with you! Isaac shouted at the beast, waving his hand away. Whatever part of you is still human can thank me later. After you've killed all my coven. He didn't say that last thought that slipped through his head. Best leave mercy to be merciful.
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RE Me and Ryees - Werewolves aren't all the same. The man seemed to hesitate as she begged for her life with her paw. Soon, she was unpinned and she heard him shethe his blade, putting it back where it belonged. He unclicked the pin while telling her not to bite him, then he set her leg free. Once her leg was free she jumped up and limped away from him a short distance, dragging her injured leg. she looked back at him as if to say thankyou and quickly as she could, darted off into the woods. She made her way back to her pack where they scolded her for going out like that and also did the best for her leg. The poison however was more lethal than they though, quickly putting the wolfess into a deep sleep while her body struggled to heal the wounds. It took at least a week for the wounds to completely heal, and she still limped slightly. The wound in her human form looked like a giant mal-healed scar. She tried everything to get it to go away, but nothing seemed to help. The area was basically humanized by the witchcraft. With a soft limp she was unable to go out on most hunting missions for a short while, the limp however started to get better towrads the end of the weeks healing period. She was growing stronger once again and her brother had been watching over her and making sure she stayed home until she was ready to go back out. She was thankful for the man that had spared her life, able to live once again in the mountains, and protect all that roamed it. Meanwhile, in a nearby town there was rumors of killing and woman and children ripped from their bedding to be masacred in the streets. Unlike the creatures responsible, Sarence was a much more kinder breed. Werewolves, as they were called by humans, Wolf-Walkers as they called themselves, were not beasts. Direwolves were responsible for 90 of human deaths, and unlike werewolves, they were blood thirsty, but commonly confussed with wolf-walkers. Sarence banded together with her pack to go search for the dire wolf that was slating their name in blood, even though she wasn't fully recovered. They arrived at the town and the blood tainted their nostrils as their head spun from the insatiable bloodlust that her species hid for so long.
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RE Me and Ryees - Werewolves aren't all the same. still havn't forgotten - power went off for 5 days .. yay storms. 90mph winds. I'm back now though, will post when I get a chance
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RE Me and Ryees - Werewolves aren't all the same. Sarence and her pack were investigating the town when she heard a hustle not too far from it. Leaving her pack as she always did, she ran off alone to investigate the new sounds. Her paws were soft against the ground, keeping a weathered eye out for traps as she didn't enjoy having been trapped in one not too long ago. Her foot caught on something but it happened to be a corpse of a man, no, a wolf. A dire wolf. She growled at it, hating it's kind for sullying her name so drastically. Continuing onward, her eyes continued to scan until she heard the crack of bones and the thump of a body against the ground, a struggle. Her legs carried her faster as she came into view of what she was hearing. The man that had saved her not too long ago, only a couple months ago, was being attacked. He was here hunting these things it seemed. She contemplated her options and realized she had two choices, let him die and risk him killing her entire pack, or let him die and risk the dire wolves killing her pack. She choose him, since she owed him. Mustering all the strength she could in her back legs she lunged and slammed into the large brown dire wolf, dragging it off of the man and slamming it into the ground. The two lunged and leaped at each other, jaws snapping, yelping, whining, snarling. Jaws ripped into her shoulder and she howled in pain as the creature thrashed it's head, ripping flesh from bone as tears came to her eyes, soaking her fur. She manged to build up enough strength to push the wolf off of her for a moment, long enough for her to recover enough to lunge towards the creature and locking her large jaws around it's throat, thrashing and ripping as the creature thrashed attempting to throw her from him, however to no avail, she felled the creature a moment later, dropping the carcass to the ground. Blood dripped from her jaws as she looked over where the man was a moment ago. In the struggle, he had managed to change his position and wasn't where he was originally, in fact, it didn't seem he was even still here. She blinked and looked around. The motion of looking around caused her to howl painfully resulting in her brothers to come to her aid. She collapsed from the pain in her shoulder which was radiating up and down her back and into her neck and legs. One of her brothers shifted and picked her up. I smell human here. He said. The wolves looked at each other and took off to attempt to find him. The carcass of the creature had been left in the shadows, so it was immediately assumed that the human had something to do with Sarence's injuries, though, upon closer inspection the way the first creature had been dispatched they suspected a hunter. Either way, it had to be brought in and interrogated.
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RE Me and Ryees - Werewolves aren't all the same. Time was of the essence, Isaac knew, but sprinting through the forest, snapping branches, shuffling the leaves about, and generally making a racket, would do nothing but give the wolves on his heels a direct line to him. He had thought himself dead, in truth, but when the dark blur had slammed the attacking beast off of him and sent it rolling, he hadn't wasted time asking questions. Snatching up his crossbow, he had used the confusion of the moment to run. And now, with some distance between himself and the wolves, he slowed. Werewolves were an eerie blend between human and wolf, their strange intellect and thought patterns never entirely understood. Some would be more wolf, running off of instincts and senses, while other were more human, thinking and reasoning chief among their processes. It wasn't clear to Isaac which he was dealing with, but regardless, the tiny canister of oil in his belt pouch would do him well. He pulled an arrow from his bow and tied a small strap of cloth around it. Pulling the vial from his belt and unstoppering it, he dripped a generous amount of the pungent liquid onto the cloth. The oil was engineered to smell human, and fearful, and any wild predator would have trouble mistaking it from the real thing. Sending the bottle back to his belt, he nocked the bolt and took careful aim through the woods, finding the longest path of free space he could before loosing the bolt far into the darkness of the trees. As the odor of the pheromones settled on the forest floor, the false trail was set. And on that same note, Isaac bolted the other direction, moving as quickly through the trees as his legs would take him. He dodged trees, vaulted logs, and spun around saplings, making good time. It would not be long before he broke the treeline and found his way back to Ravendale. And then he would be leaving this bloody strand of country and never looking back. Somewhere in the woods, he knew, Horace would be doing the same thing. It was not abandonment, as each and every one of them knew that in the event of an attack, they did not have the luxury of guarding each other. Issac had some confidence that Horace would escape. And if not... Isaac tried not to think about that, and ran.
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RE Me and Ryees - Werewolves aren't all the same. The wolves gave chase, first picking up the fake scent and following it to the end, by the time they realized it was only a scent stabbed into a true to lure them away, they were furious. The pack leader snarled and told his wolves to go off in separate directions, he sent packs of 10 in 4 different directions, one of them would have to find him. Through the brush and over logs and downed trees the wolves ran. They topped speeds of 65 miles an hour, faster even than a cheetah. Their speed was only half of their powers, accompanied by enhanced vision and hearing, not to mention the regenerative powers as well as the strength, they were hard to take down, but still had a weakness. Thankfully, most hunters these days stuck to the old techniques of silver bullets. Sarence's pack had not exactly grown out of dying by silver, but they had built up a slight tolerance to it. The silver would burn them, it would even poison them and may kill them slowly, but to die to a silver bullet it would have to pierce a vital organ and stay there. The bullet would have to lodge itself in their head and be held in by something, or, it would have to crash into their heart shattering it. That aside, there was still things that were new that could kill and even paralyze a werewolf, and a direwolf all the same. Thankfully, most hunters had yet to figure it out. The wolves continued to chase, finding a path of downed foliage that smelled human, and it also smelled fresh. They were closing in on him. Quickly they sped up the winding path, the man had clearly hidden himself quite well but it wouldn't stop them from finding him. It was his fault that Sarence had been hurt and her brothers would make sure to it that he died for it, but slowly, and painfully. RP done.
Thread: My Nude Mum (CougarGril X brother4u

John was a typical 16 year old boy he loved his games his bike and his friends. He loved being outside more than anything, and climbing trees was at the top of his list of fun things to do. He dreamed of being a mountain climber and was forever pretending when he was in trees he was on high mountain top reaching for the last few hand holds to pull himself to the very top. John was pretty normal and was full of hormones like all other boys his age. He loved to read and look at his Dad's magazines he left in the bathroom and the pictures he found online of naked or partially naked women. He mostly loved breasts they were his favorite thing and then there were rock hard nipples. Nipples drove him nuts he could not get enough of hard long nipples any color or shape. This was just any other day except his teachers were having a conference in the afternoon so they let school out early and he arrived at the house much earlier than he normally would. He usually went inside and greeted his mum but today he dropped his back pack on the back steps and ran to his favorite tree in the back of the house. it was huge and towered over the two story home they lived in. He was up the tree in no time hanging upside down on a branch near the top which put him just above the open balcony doors to his parents room. He had no idea his mom was not expecting him this early either and was just stepping out of the bathroom in her bedroom fully nude unaware her young man was hanging outside her window swinging back and forth as her nude body came into view. She had her back to him as his eyes focused on her and he almost blurted out loud Holy shit! but was able to stiffle it just in time. John quickly righted himself and sat on the huge branch his mouth open and eyes wide as she mum turned toward the window just enough for him to get a wonderful view of her breasts and soft nipples. Fearing he might be seen he retreated to the huge trunk of the tree and hid for a few seconds then peeked around to see her sitting down on her bed lotion in hand as she started rubbing it all over her body starting at her breasts first. He could not tear his eyes from her body and soon realized he had a woody. He pulled back behind the trunk and sat down facing away his heart pounding in his chest. I'm a f-ing perv looking at my mum. He whispered. He touched his tent that had formed in his pants and then thought about looking some more. He eased around the trunk and looked as she was opening her legs and rubbing lotion on them and between her thighs. John turned away as she looked up at something outside the window hoping he had not been discovered. He sat there panting hard and then peeked again to see if he was clear and climbed silently and skillfully down the tree and ran around to the back of the house grabbing his back pack and running inside. Mum I'm home where are you.
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Damn. Mia hastily grabbed her robe and wrapped it loosely around her as she stepped out of her bedroom to greet her son. She appreciated the little time she got to herself. What with holding down a part-time job, running the house and looking after her son, John, and husband, Mike, she didnt get that much of it. And her one relaxation was to have a leisurely bath and indulge herself in her one beauty treatment, a thorough massage of her skin with lotion. Her body was in good condition for a mother in her late 30s. The sight of it could still get Mike aroused, despite a small paunch, the occasional scar and blemish. Her breasts were still firm and her ass wasnt heading south. She had no need for all those products that her friends spent small fortunes on. She was well into her routine when she heard the door shut and her son call. As she had relaxed, her hands had lingered over her breasts and between her thighs. Where was the harm? It was good to feel her gentle caresses, so different from Mikes rougher handling. Not that she objected to that sort of treatment. Quite the opposite in fact. But sometimes, just for a change, it was good to experience a different kind of love making. But now it had been cut short, cruelly. She wouldnt get a chance to finish off and thered be no chance for another session until the weekend. Hi, she called. I wasnt expecting you back so soon.
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John dropped his back pack on the table in the kitchen as he walked into the living area. He heard his Mum call back and he looked up to see her just closing her robe as she looked over the railing at him. Yea the teachers had a training day so they let us all go early. John stood there the image of her nude standing in her bed room fresh in his mind as he looked at her standing there. His heart was still beating way to fast and he found himself wondering if she had seen him in the tree and was she about to tell him he was grounded. So he took the time to run up the stairs and hug his mum, and he did wrapping his arms around her the feeling of her silky robe felt good to his face and arms. She felt warm and he knew that was from just getting out of her bath. Her hair was wet and it tickled his forehead as he mashed into her. John loved to hug his mum but right now in the back of his mind he knew he what he was hugging and what it looked like under this robe. I love you mum. He felt like a moron but that was all he could think to say at this point. He let go and stepped back and looked up at her. would you mind if i went out to play for a bit, I promise to be back before dinner? John smiled up at his mom trying to see in her face if she had any signs that she had actually seen him earlier, and he saw none.
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Of course, John, do whatever you want, take as long as you like. Mia could barely contain her relief that her son wanted to go out or wait for him to go. As soon as the door had shut behind him, she hurried back to her bedroom, tossed off her robe and grabbed the lotion. Slowly she renewed the lotion over the breasts, gently tweaking her nipples into life. Then she lay back and raised each leg in turn to massage her thighs and calves. Next she rolled onto her stomach and worked the lotion vigorously into her buttocks. This was a favourite part of her routine, reminding her of the treatment her husband, Mike would give her on those special nights when she had been naughty and needed to be punished. Her nails dug deep, clawing at her flesh. Finally she rolled onto her back for the final part. Lying on her back with her legs spread, she worked the lotion into her belly and slowly down towards her crotch, where her fingers worked their way methodically over her lips before sneaking between them to ferret out that little button of pleasure. And all the while she indulged her fantasy, that this private act of self-love was not in fact private, but was being secretly viewed by someone the person varied, a stranger, a neighbour, someone she had flirted with at a party whose secret presence added to her arousal.
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John hurried down the stairs when his Mum told him he could. John's heart was racing as he slammed the door behind him and headed for the tree in the back yard. John hesitated at the bottom of the tree and looked up at his Mum's balcony, the doors still open. He climbed but he was very quiet as he climbed to the top of this huge tree. When he reached the spot he was at earlier he made sure he was on the back side of the trunk so he could not be heard or seen by his Mum. The sun was behind his back and shined right into her bedroom. John's heart was pounding in his chest so hard he could feel it in his neck. He eased his head around the trunk and saw her there laying on the bed her leg in the air as her hands ran smoothly along them they shined in the sunlight. She was smoothing lotion on them again. He was trembling and sweating as he clung to the tree tightly his body leaned into it as he kept his eye on her naked body. he felt like someone was watching him but he took a quick look around and saw the foliage on the tree hid him completely from any prying eyes. John turned back in time to see his mum Lay on her back and spread wide her lovely legs and give him his first view of a woman's most private area. He gasped as he watched her hands. His young teen brain was trying hard to take in what was happening but he knew what ever she was doing felt good. He could see the pleasure on her face, and saw she was in no hurry to finish what she was doing. He had longed to see a naked woman but never knew his mum would be the first one he would see. She was gorgeous and he wanted to see more up close not so far away. he planned his next time he would be much closer he would just have to figure a way to do it. John could feel his penis move and twitch in his jeans as he leaned against the tree and wondered if that was a bad thing as he was watching his mum. But it felt good and so he touched it and stuck his hand down inside his jeans as she was touching herself between her legs.
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After her initial relief that John had left her in peace, Mia forgot him as she sank into self-indulgence. The warmth of her bath mingled with the tingling of the massage made her body glow as she moved slowly but inexorably towards self pleasure. Her fingers delayed as long as they could their steady progress towards her lips. Her tongue slipped between her teeth as the tips of her fingers finally reached their target. A sigh escaped as they glided over the surface of her lips, pressing gently so that they worked their way steadily inside, closer to that button that was already tingling in anticipation. She gasped as her nail finally made contact and she felt the female cock, as she always thought of it, stiffen. Her chest was heaving now, as she scratched over its surface and her mind pictured her new neighbour, the tall, handsome black-haired 30 something husband, watching her through her open windows. His presence added to her arousal, just as her self-loving added to his. In her mind, she saw his hand working down his body and releasing his cock so that it could sway to and fro in the warm air. With the image of a string of his sperm hanging from its tip, she moved to her vagina, working with the tip of her finger around the entrance before easing inside. First one finger, then a second, then a third, pushing deeper and forcing her open wider. Opening her wide enough for that cock that was waving in the breeze. No, no longer waving, it was held now, held fast by that firm grip that was pumping steadily in rhythm with Mias own movements. Soon her body was arching and she was moaning as the waves of her orgasm washed across her belly.
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This was something completely new to John, he had never seen anything as amazing as this and it moved him in so many ways all at the same time. He watched every movement of her body, and her hands as he touched himself down in his jeans. He would of undone them but he was hanging in a tree and could only use one hand. John knew in the back of his mind this was wrong, she was his Mum, but could not stop watching. His heart was pounding like a drum as her fingers slipped inside of her then it seemed as she worked them in and out that she put more in till she was squirming and bucking into her hand. All the while his hand was feverishly working on his own little member inside his pants not completely aware of how excited she was making him. When she began to make noises in time with her hand movements he kinda lost it he hand was a blurr in his jeans and when she arched her back and sorta squealed he lost it and exploded in his hand. But not the usual cum this was massive he got light headed and load after load of cum filled his hand and he began to loose grip on the tree. Then it happened the snap of a twig as he stepped on a small branch then he lost his grip and down the tree he went very quickly. The noise was too loud of his liking he was not afraid of falling he was making too much noise. owww....ouch....shit...mmmmm..snap then a low thud as he dropped onto his ass at the foot of the tree. John was up in a flash and hiding in the shrubs under his moms balcony looking up from his cover. How could he be so stupid she must of heard all that. He was shaking but as he sat there he knew it wasn't fear it was excitement.