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CHAPTER SIX

 

“Ok, I get that you don’t want to go to the hospital, so I’ll drive you back to your apartment. Stay here for a second while I put the food in the car.”

“Todd, you don’t need to…”

Todd snorted. “Baby doll, with this ankle you are not going to be walking anywhere—at least not tonight.” Todd moved over to the counter, picking up the pie and the six-pack. “I’ll just put this in the car. Be right back.”

In minutes Todd returned and lifted me up, carrying me to his vehicle. I wrapped my arms around his neck and relaxed into him, my breasts rubbing lightly against his chest. I closed my eyes and relished his warmth.

Todd opened the door and placed me in the passenger seat. “I got the pizza in the backseat with the seat warmer turned on. It’ll be nice and toasty when I get you back.” As he turned the key in the ignition, the car made a growling noise, but the engine didn’t turn on.

“Shit! This happened earlier this week and I had to get it jumpstarted. The battery is less than a year old—it must be a lemon,” Todd moaned as he looked out the window.

“Damn,” I muttered, “I don’t see any cars out there.”

“No biggie, my grandparents gave me an auto association membership, I’ll just give them a call. They put the battery in last year so it’s still under warranty.”

Todd pulled out his cell and called the auto club as we sat back and waited. We chatted about school, our lives since becoming werewolves, and so many other things. I had talked to him back at Camp Rocky and Camp Vickers, but never like this. Our mutual experiences really opened us up to one another. He was just a natural, loving person with a generous spirit. It was almost disappointing when the auto club technician finally arrived.

“You think it is a battery problem?” the technician asked.

Todd nodded.

“Let me check it out.” In just a few minutes he had the battery hooked up to a box that tested the charges. “It’s still got juice in it, so I can jump start you.”

“Whoa,” Todd exclaimed, holding up his hand, “this happened earlier today also. I need a new battery. I got this one from you guys and it is less than a year old.”

“Well, if you take the jumpstart, the visit is free,” the technician explained, “but if you want a new battery, it will cost you.”

“But this one is less than a year old!  That’s not right!”

“Doesn’t matter, if it still has juice in it, we don’t replace it.”

“Ok, ok,” Todd shook his head, “just jumpstart it then.”

After finally getting the car started, Todd drove me back to my apartment. I called Dave and he met us in the parking lot. The two of them carried me, the pizza, and the beer up to #631. After nestling me on the couch with a washcloth wrapped around ice, Todd turned to leave, but Dave insisted he stay and have a drink and a slice of pizza.

“No pizza for me. I’m all pizza’d out, but a beer would be nice.” He put his cell down on the coffee table and relaxed into the overstuffed chair near the sofa. “I’ve had a bit of time to catch up with Beverly and I would love to hear about what you are doing, Dave.”

I glanced over at Todd, my eyes straying over his beefy physique. The guy was so fucking hot, it was hard not to drool over him. It was crazy … I had been attracted to other guys, which was normal—but never like this. I felt a little guilty thinking these thoughts with Dave in the room. Dave was a knock out hottie also and I loved him, so why did Todd have this powerful effect on me? It was so strong, it was all I could do to stop myself from ripping off my clothes and throwing myself in his lap.

Dave handed everyone a bottle of beer and I sipped the liquid, savoring the bitter flavor. It was nice to sit and chat with Todd. Since moving to the College Park area, Dave and I had not really made any friends. Sure, I had some friends from before my time at Camp Vickers, in my previous years in college, but somehow after what I had been through, our outlooks on life were different. I still liked to have fun but I was no longer as interested in—and didn’t have the money—for constant shopping or partying. Nor did I need to look for Mr. Hottie. I had Dave, and I loved him. And with the government cover up of werewolves and the news reports of protestors, it was hard to know whom I could actually entrust with being my friend.

The three of us chatted about everything; from our time at Camp Vickers, to Dave’s experiences growing up as a wereboy. Unlike us, Dave had been born a werewolf. Being bitten did not turn him, so he had a totally different perspective on werewolf life then we did.

I loved talking to Dave and Todd, and it added an extra element of flavor to the discussion. The men were very compatible, almost like they were brothers. I knew Dave enjoyed male companionship, and with not going to school or having a job right now, it was great for him to have someone else to chat with other than me. Before long, we had all been talking for several hours.

As Todd finished the last swill of beer from his bottle, he glanced at his watch. “I think we could talk all night, but I have to hit the road. I have classes early tomorrow, and I am sure you all have a lot to do.”

“Yeah, I am free in the morning but I have lab in the afternoon,” I sighed.

“Still majoring in Bio, Bev?”

“Yeah, at first I was thinking of a teaching job, but now I am more interested in working directly with the environment.”

“Does that have anything to do with Camp Vickers?” Todd asked.

“Yeah—it has a lot to do with my stay there. I mean, I have always been very eco-conscious, but since I lived at Vickers Retreat, my passion for keeping our planet safe has grown so much greater. I really have a much deeper appreciation of nature.”

“I know what you mean,” Todd pursed his lips thoughtfully. “I am still planning to be a physical education teacher, but I want to get more involved in some of the green groups on campus.”

“I love it here at Maryland. They have a lot of green initiatives.”

“The Terps are tops, and I am thinking once I get a job I will be able to take some classes,” Dave said, sinking his teeth into another mouthful of pizza.

“Well,” I said, “I took the University’s Small Footprint Pledge to make a difference. Basically, you try to take one action a week that will make our planet safer; recycling more, washing clothes in cold water, eating vegetarian more often, walking instead of driving … little things like that. They really do end up making a big difference.”

“I like that,” Todd said, getting up, “I think I will do that too. But hey, speaking of walking instead of driving, I hope my car is going to start up!”

“Yeah, let’s hope so.” Dave said, putting his beer down and getting out of the chair.

“Well, it’s been a pleasure,” Todd laughed, giving Dave a big man hug.

I started getting up too, my legs buckling underneath me. “You rest Bev,” Todd replied softly. He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. A spine-tingling shiver flashed through me as his lips brushed my skin and his man scent filled my nostrils. “Let’s do this again—soon.”

Todd waved at us as he walked out the door. “See ya!” he called out.

He barely had a foot out the door when Dave winked at me; a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Looking at you all sexy and sweet on that couch turns me on. How’s your ankle doing?”

“Not so bad.”

“Let me take a look…”

I lifted up the hem of my jeans to show Dave where I had fallen.

“No, no. Take your pants off. I want to see if you have any bruising on other parts of your leg.” Dave knelt down on the carpet in front of where I was sitting on the couch. “We have to make sure you’ll have no future complications from falling.”

I laughed as I unzipped my jeans, “Uh huh, sure…” I smiled.

Dave pulled my tee off over my head, then he unclasped and removed my bra, tossing them both to the side of the couch. My nipples perked up as he admired them. ”So tasty,” he said, sucking each one and rolling it around his tongue.

He slowly helped me pull off my jeans, slipping my underwear off along with them. I was totally nude on the couch in front of him as he eyeballed me with pleasure. “Oh, yeah, that’s what I like to see; my woman’s titties and her little pink pussy—mmm. After that pizza and beer, I need some dessert.”

A thrill flashed through me. God I was so horny!

Dave wasted no time. In seconds, he had my crotch spread wide in front of him. “It’s time for your doctor’s exam,” he teased. “Now we know you have a bruise here,” he said lightly, touching my ankle, “but I don’t feel any here?” He ran his hands slowly up my legs and between my thighs, gently rubbing the skin. “I will need to use a special tool to check for any internal bruising,” he said. He extended his tongue and I shivered as I imagined the long, raspy length of it running along my pussy and sucking my juices.

He bent his head down and licked the sides of my thighs, kissing every inch of my legs slowly and tenderly. Then, he moved to my clit and started lapping it. God, it felt so good. His tongue swirled, and he pushed the tip of it inside my pussy, I could feel my juices flowing. “Oh, Dave, I love the way you lick me,” I moaned.

“Oh yeah, you taste so good baby,” Dave growled throatily as he stroked with his tongue. “I love my pussy pot-pie.”

God he could be so crude, and I loved it. “Yes! Let me be your pussy pot-pie; eat me, eat me!”

I buried his head in my folds, stroking his hair and neck. He was moaning, as he enjoyed licking me thoroughly. I could feel my clit swelling with desire, and I felt so raw and exposed. My pussy was spread open, wide in his face, while my boobs bounced along with each of his tongue thrusts.

“Oh God, Dave, don’t stop licking me! Don’t stop I’m going to cum!” I cried out.

Just as I pushed Dave’s face deeper into my pussy lips, there were three sharp raps on the door—and Todd pushed it open!

CHAPTER SEVEN

 

“Oh my God, Todd!” Here I was, stark naked, with Dave’s thick lips wrapped around my privates—and standing before us was Todd! To my surprise, the expression on his face was pure, palpable hunger, instead of the utter shock I would have expected. His gaze held so much longing and need.

“I am just so sorry,” Todd said hanging his head, his face a mass of confusion intermingled with desire. “I forgot my cell phone, and of course I should have waited for you to answer my knock instead of just coming in, and…”

Dave pulled his face away from me and waved his hand at Todd.

“We’re chill dude. It’s no biggie.”

I could feel myself flushing. Maybe it was no biggie to Dave, but here I was totally nude, and Dave’s face had been glued to my pussy. Dave on the other hand, was fully clothed, and making no effort to even cover me up. “Dave!” I exclaimed. I grabbed a pillow from the sofa and tried to hide myself.

“I ... I will just be going now. Sorry…” Todd muttered, sounding ashamed, as he started to back out the door.

“Your cell…” Dave picked up the phone and casually walked it over to Todd. Meanwhile, I turned my head, pretending this was not happening.

After Todd left for the second time, Dave walked back over to me.

“Now, where were we?”

Part of me was in shock that Todd had seen Dave and I having oral sex, but another part of me found it strangely exciting. And, not just a little exciting … thrilling. The look on his face—Todd wanted me. That turned me on—a lot!

I wanted to act mad at Dave for not covering me up and for being so relaxed, but I couldn’t. I was so needy. I pulled Dave down between my legs. “You were licking me with that talented tongue of yours. Please, please lick me more…”

“Oh yeah, honey, I’m so happy to do that,” Dave said, grinning as he put his tongue between my legs. “Oh God, you are so wet,” he murmured, his face filled with my juices. I leaned back and savored the sensation of his mouth. He knew just where to tongue me to drive me wild. I was moaning in pleasure and I needed him inside me. I pulled Dave’s head up to my face and looked directly into his eyes. “I need to fuck, now,” I ached for the feel of his giant cock filling me up.

Dave stood up and pulled off his shirt, revealing a thin white muscle tee beneath. As he pulled it off, I lifted my palms up and circled his chest. He had beautiful, rock hard pecs and abs. Moving my hands down, I unbuttoned his jeans and he pulled them off quickly. I slid off his silky boxers, enjoying the view. His dick was rock hard, so engorged and ready for me, and I could not wait to feel every inch of it. But as much as I wanted to fuck, the sight of the ginormous tool filled me with a hunger. It looked so yummy. I needed to taste him. I fondled his balls firmly, enjoying the feel and weight of them. I leaned forward from the couch and pulled his shaft towards my lips.

“So good,” he moaned as I ran my tongue up and down the length of him, my head bobbing up and down. I glanced up at him. His eyes were closed and I could see the pleasure etched in his face as he stood before me, relishing my mouth as I slurped, nibbled and licked his dick. I ran the tip of my tongue along the mushroom cap, dipping into the small hole there flicking it and sucking the edge. Then, I worked my wet lips up and down his shaft as my hands lightly squeezed his balls. His dick was massive and it was a tasty challenge to see how much I could swallow.

“Mmm, I love it when you lick me baby,” he thrust his cock deeper in my throat, pulsing it in and out. “It feels so damn good,” he cried out, running his fingers through my hair. He opened his eyes, they were cloudy with desire. “You suck me crazy good, but right now I need to fuck you. I need to feel my dick deep inside you.”

My tender ankle forgotten, I slid my lips away from his throbbing shaft and pulled him on top of me. Reaching for his penis, I guided it into my eager, sopping passage. I had a brief flash of Todd walking in the apartment again and catching us having oral sex. I could see the desire in Todd’s blue eyes. Knowing how much he wanted me made me so wet … and Dave’s hot cock, oh God, it drove me wild with lust.

“Fuck me Dave! Fuck me deep!” My whole body was aching with desire.

“Oh baby, I’m fucking you good,” Dave started pounding my pussy with deep, hard thrusts, pushing me deeper into the sofa. With his right hand he rubbed my clit. Each time his penis entered me, I screamed with a carnal cry. I moaned as Dave stretched me wide pummeling his massive dick into me.

I felt my clit swell and then the release as waves of pleasure rippled throughout my body. As I erupted I could feel the tension in Dave build. He was breathing heavily, his body covered in a light gleam of sweat. Then his milky sperm spurted into me and dribbled on my thighs mingling with my dripping pussy juices. I closed my eyes for a moment listening to his guttural moans as he released his cum; this was so intense. Dave filled me up emotionally and physically. I pushed aside any thoughts I had of Todd.

Holding Dave close to me, I whispered in his ear, “I love you.”

“I love you too, babe.” He pulled me close pressing my naked body against his. “Want to watch some TV, or are you ready for bed?”

“I … I need to run.” Running in my wolf was very freeing, but at the same time it definitely increased my sex drive. After a run, most werewolves went into a state of heightened sexual arousal. But tonight, I needed to run to clear my head.

“On that ankle—I don’t think so,” Dave said. “Go take a shower and I’ll find us a movie on TV.”

Dave was right. I had totally forgotten about my ankle—amazing how hot sex could make you feel better.

I pulled myself off the couch and headed towards the bathroom. As I turned on the shower spray, I could hear Dave flipping channels in the living room. I was just about ready to step into the stall, when he called me, an urgent tone to his voice.

“Bev, Bev, come look at this!” he yelled out.

As I walked back into the room to see what the excitement was all about, Dave pointed to the TV. A tri-state news report was on. A reporter was in front of the Orange Tap bar, the same Frederick bar she had been in front of yesterday.

“I thought that demonstration ended yesterday.”

“It did, but it’s started up again. But look…”

“Ok, I am looking…” As I studied the screen, I realized some of the protestors were the same people from the coffee shop. They must have driven all the way from College Park to Frederick to be there for the demonstration. Although the drive was only an hour, driving that distance showed commitment—that was worrisome.  The reporter was interviewing them and their names were splashed across the screen.

“I recognize some of them. I reeled off the names of the students I had seen. “That blonde girl is Karen, the red head with the tats is Deanna, the guy with the dorky glasses is Mark, and the guy with the buzz cut is Trevor.”

“But what don’t you see?” Dave asked.

“I don’t know … what you are getting at?”

“Shelby and Lisa … they are missing. Don’t you think it’s odd, when they have been at every demonstration so far?”

“That is weird,” I said thoughtfully. Whereas I had tried to keep a low profile, the two former counselors who had also been turned into shifters had not shied away. Though they never admitted they were both werewolves, they were very vocal about how they felt—that if werewolves did exist, they deserved their rights. “Maybe they just got busy.” I hoped that was the case, and that nothing bad had happened. I knew that Shelby had her own business and Lisa was attending the local community college. Both girls were trying to readjust to their new lives in the Frederick area.

“Hopefully they just gave this demonstration a pass and will be back at the next one. This whole mess has me feeling sick.”

Dave came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. “Hey babe, this will all blow over.”

“That’s easy for you to say.” Because Dave had been born and raised at Camp Vickers and was not one of the missing counselors, his face wasn’t splashed all over the media. The government had still processed him so he would be allowed to assimilate into the population, but so far the public didn’t seem to know he existed.

“Come here, doll.” Dave gave me a deep hug, pulling me tightly against his chiseled chest. I circled my arms around his waist and closed my eyes. I felt so warm and safe in his strong arms. But as he kissed me, I had a flash of Todd. My mind wandered back to Dave, and then back to Todd again.

I had to admit it—I wanted Todd … but then, I also wanted Dave. I was a very greedy girl.
I wanted them both
.

 

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