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Sexual Adventures in Beacon Hills	By : TheChemist Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 18746 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Sexual Adventures in Beacon Hills Part 22
Show: Teen Wolf
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Allison / Scott; Lydia / Scott / Isaac / Boyd
Codes: MF, MMMF, Anal, DP, Hard, Mind Control, Rough
Disclaimer: I make no money from this. I don't own or have anything to do with Teen Wolf, especially the characters Lydia Martin, Scott McCall, Stiles, Allison Argent, Boyd, Isaac, Derek, Cora & Peter Hale
Summary: Season 3 episode 6. Due to a problem with the bus, the cross country team, including Allison and Lydia, are forced to stay in a haunted hotel. Oh, and the werewolves having unknowingly been dosed with a strand of wolfsbane that makes them more feral and sexual.

Nothing could ever go smoothly. Sure, Scott’s Alpha-inflicted wound was now fully healed, but the impending massive storm had canceled the cross country meet. Seeing as how they were already so far from home and the hour was getting late, Coach Finstock made the decision that they’d be staying the night in a hotel. Well, he had hoped for a hotel, but instead they were stuck with something out of a horror movie.
Stepping off the bus, Scott made an assessment of the motel. “I've seen worse.”
Stiles gave his best friend a shocked look. “Where have you seen worse?”
Stiles' comment was accurate. The two-story building looks dated and depressing. Not only that, but only seeing the Glen Capri motel at night made it look even worse. Rather than hiding some of its rough features, it seemed to magnify them. Not only that, but Lydia had a vibe that was something akin to the Bates Motel or Outlook Hotel from The Shining.
Standing in front of the group of students after they exited the bus was Coach Finstock, who blew his whistle to get everyone’s attention. “Listen up. The meet's been pushed till tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgment when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves. You'll be pairing up. Choose wisely. And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!”
“Maybe we pair up but do a little late night swap with Allison and Lydia,” Stiles suggested to Scott, ignoring their coach’s instruction about keeping their hands to themselves.
“Smart man Stiles!” Scott grinned before going to get them a key.
The next hour in the motel was…odd. Several strange things happened that were creepy and just plain off. The mildest case was Scott looking into the mirror in his room and seeing his eyes flash the red of an Alpha werewolf. Elsewhere, Stiles had an unusual encounter with Boyd, who literally put his fist through a vending machine when it didn’t give him his candy bar.
However, what started out with just his eyes was now affecting Scott’s brain. Which was why the boy found himself almost in a trance or fugue state as he left his motel room and entered into the one Allison and Lydia were sharing. Scott heard the shower running and wondered which of the beautiful women would be inside, waiting for him to fuck them silly.
“Lydia? I thought you were going to be longer?” Allison’s voice called out from the bathroom before she stepped into the main room and found her ex-boyfriend inside. “Scott! What are you doing?”
“Looking for you,” Scott said with a flat tone, though his eyes roamed her toweled, wet body with a hunger she wasn’t used to seeing in him.
“You found me... In my motel room…Slightly naked, if you didn't notice,” Allison retorted in a playful but confused tone.
Though the pair had broken up at the end of last school year, they weren’t good at establishing clear boundaries. Seconds after breaking up, they had a passionate lovemaking session that they both savored for the entirety of the summer. And upon her return to Beacon Hills, the pair hung out frequently although in more group settings than one-on-one. However, only a few days ago the pair had a fling in her training room at her new apartment.
“I've seen you naked before,” Scott said with a wicked grin, picturing her perky tits and bubbly ass in the flesh. “So why don’t you drop the towel and come join me,” he added before peeling off his shirt, revealing a muscular chest.
“Wow…um…Lydia…” Allison stammered, caught off guard by Scott’s bold and direct actions.
“She’s out. And if she comes back, then you’ll have to share me,” the handsome and suddenly cocky boy replied. Even as he spoke, Scott was undoing his pants and pushing them down his legs.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Allison asked, feeling her own resolve crumbling by the heartbeat, especially when she saw his erect manhood.
“Of course! Seeing you in only that towel has me rock hard,” her ex-boyfriend grunted as his hand slowly stroked his manhood.
“Oh...wow...thanks,” the adorable Hunter blushed.
“Well? Since you’re responsible for it, shouldn’t you do something about it?” Scott hissed.
Allison gave the werewolf a smile before turning around to find a place to hang her wet towel. After removing it, Scott was on her with both hands wrapped around her to clutch her tits rather hard. Instead of kissing her mouth, Scott instead kissed her neck deeply, causing the dark-haired girl to moan. Tossing her head back and reaching her arm around her to hold his head in place, Allison encouraged more from her ex-boyfriend.
“Fuck. Am I ever gonna tear you up,” the werewolf warned her with an animalistic growl.
Slowly, still walking behind her so his erect cock could be pressed on Allison’s bare ass and so his lips could stay kissing her neck, the couple stepped closer to his bed. It didn’t take long before Allison was kneeling on the mattress, her werewolf ex-boyfriend behind her and groping her tits again. However, his hands left her chest so that he could press her down to the bed so her face and boobs were laying down with her booty still up in the air.
“Like what you see,” Allison asked, quirking an eyebrow back at him as he pulled apart her butt cheeks.
Coming to rest behind her, Scott pulled apart her firm cheeks to better expose her asshole, which was gaping just wide enough for his liking. Of course it helped that Allison was pushing out, controlling her sphincter to go wider, knowing it would drive him mad with lust. Sure enough it worked as the horny werewolf quickly pulled his shirt off before surprising the Hunter by quite literally spitting a glob of saliva right down her poop chute.
“Gonna fuck your ass now,” Scott told her rather than asked as he climbed to his feet on top of the bed, hard cock in hand.
“Oh...well...yeah that’s fine,” Allison managed to get out despite being stunned. Thinking quickly, reaching back with both hands to spread her cheeks for him, making a better target of her teenage asshole.
“Good,” Scott hissed, squatting down.
After rubbing a palmful of spit along his shaft, essentially polishing his head, Scott bent down until his tip hovered over Allison’s tight asshole. In one smooth motion he descended further, his cockhead entering her asshole with not even a murmur from the leggy girl. Where most guys would have to do short thrusts until their girl was warmed up, Scott didn’t give the Hunter the option as he sodomized her. He continued pushing more dick into her asshole, watching as inch after inch disappeared inside. Finally, with little more than an inch remaining on the outside of her sphincter, the werewolf squatted deeper and pushed his hips further until his entire 10 inch cock was buried balls deep in Allison’s ass.
“Dear Lord,” Allison groaned with a mix of pain and pleasure of having her bowels forced open and plundered so deeply.
Rather than reverse course right away, the suddenly possessed werewolf stayed pressed fully inside the Hunter’s rectum for a handful of seconds. Right as Allison began to squirm from the discomfort of her rectum being forced wide and 10-inches deep, Scott pulled out slowly. Rather than keep his tip inside and prevent the anal sphincter from tightening back up, the newly possessed werewolf pulled out altogether so he could evaluate his hand work. Given their extensive practice with anal sex in the last year, Scott was able to stare right down into her backdoor, mesmorized as the pale flesh of her booty gave way to the purple 2-inch wide ring and finally into her darkness.
“Fuck. You asshole is wide open for me,” Scott commented, pushing all the way back in before pulling out full once more.
“It’s all...ugh...for you,” Allison groaned.
This third time Scott sodomized his ex-girlfriend, he didn’t pull out all the way. Nor did he go slowly. Instead, the possessed werewolf began pounding into the fit leggy girl with rapid speed, using the hand on her hip to pull her back to him each time his cock buried itself to the hilt in her ass.
“You like that? You like it when I fuck your ass like that?” the werewolf hissed, spiking down harder to make his point.
Scott left his cock buried fully inside the sexy Hunter, letting her have all 10 inches of cock in her bowels at one time. Like the professional she was, Allison simply moaned and even rocked her hips in response to her ex-boyfriend soaking his dick in her ass juices. She knew it was coming this time and so when Scott started pulling out of her, the 17 year old pushed her bowels so that as he exited her rear, the sphincter stayed hanging as wide open as ever.
“You certainly can take an assfucking,” Scott voiced his appreciation of her massive gape before adding more spit to lube the passage. “That summer in France was good for you. Taught you some new tricks.”
Running on instinct, Scott thrust back inside her, delivering 10 long and somewhat slow strokes into her booty. As he descended for the 11th time, the possessed teen wolf started spiking in faster, causing a slight yelp to escape her lips. Buoyed by this, Scott used the spring of his bed to help him fuck Allison harder and deeper as the gorgeous girl would start to bounce up to meet his thrusts now.
“So deep,” Allison cooed, clearly enjoying herself through the hard anal fuck.
“Only sluts like getting fucked in the ass. You know that, right?” Scott taunted her.
“Uh huh,” Allison found herself answering subconsciously.
Scott kept up the relentless ass fucking for as long as he could. Therefore he knew that he could only go at such a neck breaking pace for a few minutes, even though he had cum twice only yesterday. With one final hard push, Scott smiled as a plan formulated in his mind.
“Tell me how much you like my dick in your ass,” the werewolf hissed, slowing his thrusting but taking her balls deep.
“I like it,” Allison managed to get out around her grunts of pain and pleasure.
“Like you mean it,” he urged with a thunderous spank.
“I love when you fuck my ass,” she said, this time with that slutiness she knew he wanted. “Ruin my asshole for all others!”
Knowing how much she was enjoying herself, despite every reason not to be, the werewolf continued the punishing, thumping rhythm. Clutching onto her hips tighter, the horny boy lengthening his strokes into her butt after having been only using half his shaft as sort of a breather for him. It didn’t take much longer before his stomach tapped against her small but bubbly booty again as his entire pole was sheathed in her tightest of holes. As her asshole continued clenching tightly onto him, trying to milk him every thrust, Scott decided to push the Hunter to new levels of depravity.
“Come on, I want you to suck my dick straight from your asshole,” he demanded.
Allison was so lost in all the hard anal fucking and dirty talk that the words really didn’t sink in. Yet here he was, slipping out of her ass and throwing her onto her back. As he straddled her chest, Scott reached down and tangled a fist in her shiny dark hair. Without further delay, the man pulling her hair transferred his moist cock right onto her waiting tongue and pushed it further inside until hitting the back of her throat. This caused Allison to spit up and cough a bit but she regained her composure in order to apply suction and suck off any traces of her asshole from his cock.
“God, you really are an anal whore,” he said with a combination of astonishment and horniness. “Say it. Tell me what you are.”
“I’m your butt slut,” Allison freely acknowledged. The words felt both degrading and yet correct.
Looking down and watching as her gorgeous face choked down his meat pole which hadn’t long been removed from her asshole was quite the image. Wanting his approval, she was willing to get assfucked as hard and rough as possible, and suck him off straight from her backside. Overflowing with lust for the Hunter, Scott pulled back on her hair and instantly Allison’s mouth pulled away from his dick, giving a little murmur of pain in the process. Before she could question why, his tongue was crammed into her open mouth and his lips pressed against hers. The pair kissed deeply until the werewolf broke the lip lock and rapidly spun them over so his back was on the bed and the Hunter on top.
“Ride me. And hard this time. No pedestrian pace like last time,” he warned.
“Oh,” the Hunter replied, looking hurt. “Okay Scott.”
Allison only replied with a shrug of her shoulders, knowing her ex-boyfriend had a valid point. As she swung a leg over his torso in order to straddle him, the gorgeous leggy girl reached back and lined up his cock with her well used asshole, Scott’s hands sought her perky tits.
“Mhmm...ahhh!” Allison moaned as his cock was simultaneously plunged to the depths of her bowels at the same time he tweaked her nipples.
Not surprisingly, being the Hunter came with a wealth of energy to burn because Allison immediately rocked from her knees to her feet, resting his entire 10-inch dick up her ass in a power squat position. Leaning forward and planting hands on his muscular chest, Allison was able to raise the length of his pole before thundering her booty back down to his lap, the collision making a loud slapping noise as flesh met flesh.
“There’s my girl,” Scott grinned with a wicked smile.
Though Scott was having a great time pounding the Hunter’s asshole, doing his damnedest to destroy her, this was a nice change. Not because he wanted to relax, but rather because it meant the teen girl was degrading herself by riding his dick. Over and over Allison used her leg muscles to ride him to the top of his flesh pole before riding back down. It was a pace as fast if not faster than anything Scott had set while he fucked her doggy-style, going to show how much of an anal pro Allison Argent had become despite her tender 17 years of age.
The possessed werewolf knew that the torrent pace his ex-girlfriend set was unsustainable for large periods of time. Therefore, Scott knew he just had to ride out the storm so he may as well enjoy himself. With hands reaching back up, the horny werewolf groped Allison’s firm chest, holding it in place and stopping the pillowy globes from bouncing all about.
“God, Scott. This just feels right with you,” Allison cooed, a thin sheen of sweat appearing on her face and body, making her skin glisten in the dim lighting.
Sensing that she was starting to slow, Scott reluctantly peeled his talons off of the leggy girl’s perky tits and down to her shapely hips. Timing it right, the werewolf increased his grip strength until it was like a vice, holding Allison so her anal ring was at the halfway point of his cock. Smiling sinisterly, the werewolf began thrusting his hips up and down, making the horny 17 year old take the full length of his cock before coming almost fully out of her bowels. Just like before, Scott used the spring of his bed to help throw his momentum back upwards, therefore slamming his dick into her colon with each thrust faster and seemingly deeper than the last.
“Jesus!” Allison screamed as her asshole was pummeled more than ever.
After a minute of the relentless ass fucking, Scott settled his backside flat on the bed once again. Allison, after a moment to catch her breath from the constant shrieking, picked right back up, throwing her petite body up and down his pole. It may have lacked the speed and ferosity of Scott’s frantic style, but it was deep and allowed her anal ring to glide along every inch of his lengthy cock.
Feeling her legs starting to get tired once more, Allison switched smoothly so her knees were on the bed instead of her feet. Already some of the weariness left her thighs, but Allison stayed in control of the encounter by riding his back back and forth, grinding on Scott’s lap for a change of pace. The horny boy seemed to like it, given how his fingers were now digging in even harder to the firm flesh of her booty.
“You really know how to take a dick,” Scott hissed through gritted teeth.
“Thanks...I think,” Allison cooed.
An added benefit of riding him in her ass from her knees is the new position allowed her hand to go between her thighs and rub her clit. As Allison started to derive even more pleasure out of their fuck session, Scott took back control. Up and down his hips went, lifting well off the mattress in order to slam up into Allison’s loosened backdoor. It seemed the faster he fucked her, the harder her fingers worked, though it required Allison to re-lick the digits to add more lubrication after grinding off her natural juices from her frantic rubbing.
“You getting off with my big dick filling your ass,” Scott asked, slowing to a crawl as he slid every inch of flesh into her hole.
“So much,” Allison cooed, rocking back and forth as he soaked fully in her bowels.
The pair continued to fuck in this manner until they each grew sweaty and their limbs started getting heavy. It was justified given the fact that for one minute Allison would practically sprint up and down his dick before taking an equivalent break so that Scott could take over the unrelenting hammering of her brown eye. It was great having the near boundless energy of a werewolf and a Hunter!
“I’m close,” Allison announced. “Need you to fuck me deep.”
Scott heard her declaration about her pending orgasm, but didn’t care in the slightest. His normal, caring self would have done anything possible to deliver the pretty girl to her climax, but this corrupted version of Scott could care less. Especially since the possessed teen wolf was on the verge of his own. All the possessed teen was worrying about was how tight her teen asshole was trying to milk him of his jizz again.
“Cum with me. I’ll cum if you cum,” Allison begged, feeling the savage werewolf fuck her harder but more erratically. “Ugh...cum in me Scott,” Allison begged through a groan.
“No. Face,” Scott hissed.
“Oh. Okay,” the Hunter replied, shocked with his curt answer.
Allison didn’t realize that Scott didn’t care if she came or not. Right on the edge of her climax, Allison felt the orgasm retreat away as Scott pulled his cock from her ass and tumbled her off his lap. Using her Hunter reflexes, it saved the leggy girl from clattering to the floor unceremoniously. Instead, the 17 year old rolled with the throw and landed on the ground on her knees, knowing where and how Scott wanted to cum.
“Beg me for my jizz,” slowing down his beating off as she waited with her mouth open and tongue out.
“Please Scott…”
She was cut off as the first cum streak propelled itself from his tip and across Allison’s face, hitting her in the nose all the way up to the forehead. The second streak hit the same target then Scott decided to paint another area of her pretty face. The next one splattered into her closed left eye while the fourth jet hit the side of his prey’s head and nestled into her dark hair. The last remaining squirts didn’t have the same quantity as the earlier ones, but there was still enough left to coat the rest of her adorable face, including a few drops actually in her mouth.
“Here. Taste my werewolf cum and your dirty ass, slut,” Scott hissed, already pushing his dick into her mouth.
Though Allison was no stranger to ass to mouth, hearing Scott demand it of her shocked her. Not only demand, but do it regardless of what her answer was going to be. Covering her teeth with her lips, Scott poked the back of Allison’s mouth and nearly made her gag before essentially using her mouth as just another of her holes by thrusting in and out of it. Allison could taste his warm, salty jizz mixing with the earthy flavor of her own ass before Scott pulled from her mouth and strutted satisfied to collect his clothes.
Allison was still in a state of shock as Scott walked out the door, passing an equally shocked Lydia, who was returning with fresh towels. The redhead’s mouth fell open as she found her best friend, kneeling on the dirty motel floor with a face full of Scott McCall’s semen.
“Oh honey. I think you need another shower,” Lydia commented without diverting her eyes from her best friend’s body.
“Ya think?!” Allison replied as she hustled into the bathroom to wash her face off of cum.
“I thought you and lover boy were broken up?” Lydia asked, handing her friend a new towel.
“So did I…but he didn’t quite seem right,” Allison replied.
“Speaking of not right…” Lydia said before explaining her conversation with the motel owner and operator.
“198 suicides?” Allison asked, shocked about the number.
“Yes, and we're talking 40 years. On average, that's... 4.95 a year, which is... actually expected. But who commemorates that with a framed number? Who does that? Who?” Lydia partly ranted.
“All suicides?”
“Yes. Hanging, throat-cutting, pill-popping, both-barrels-of-a-shotgun- in-the-mouth suicides. I don't know about you, but me, I…” the redhead explained before trailing off, hearing something coming from a vent.
What transpired was a series of insane events. Allison couldn’t hear the voices that made Lydia trail off mid sentence. To the redhead, she could a guy and a girl preparing for their double suicide and deciding whether to shoot themselves on or after the count of three. She climbed up on the bed, getting closer to the air vent in the wall so she could hear them better. The couple said ‘I love you’ one last time, count to two, and pull their triggers.
“Oh my God!” Lydia shrieked, mortified.
Lydia backs away from the wall and runs next door to investigate. Allison, who didn’t hear any of the exchange, follows her. The door opens easily but the lights are disconnected. Lydia enters, calling out to see if anyone’s still there. She fumbles in the dark and finds a torch to switch on. The room is filled with construction equipment and painting materials but there are no dead bodies.
On the way back to their room, despite it being a short walk, the pair of girls passed by two scenes that made their skin crawl. The first was looking into Isaac’s room and seeing the werewolf in almost a trance as he flicked through the TV. The only thing was that every station was static, and yet he didn’t care. The other incident was Boyd getting ice from the ice tray before freaking out for no reason before running off in a dead sprint to the back of the motel somewhere.
“You know, there is something seriously wrong with this place,” Lydia said, back in their room and packing her bags. “Hey, Allison, we need to leave.”
“But they were suicides, not murders, and it's not like this place is haunted, right?” Allison asked, knowing the answer.
“Maybe it is. You know, I bet that couple made their suicide pact in that very room. Maybe that's why they're renovating. Maybe they've been scraping brain matter off the wood paneling,” Lydia reasoned.
“Maybe we should find out.”
With that said, Lydia and Allison visit reception and find a sign that says that it’ll be open again at 6 am. The framed numbers now read 201 instead of 198. Either there have been three more suicides or three more are about to happen. Either way, not good. Knowing they need help, but not trusting in Scott due to his irregular attitude with Allison earlier, Lydia sends a text to Stiles, telling him to come alone to their room.
“Last time I saw Scott act like that was during the full moon,” Allison stated once Stiles arrived.
“Yeah, I know. He was definitely a little off with me too,” Stiles agreed. “Actually, it was Boyd who was really off. I watched him put his fist through the vending machine.”
“Isaac was spazzing out too when we came back from the front desk. Rolling around on the bed like he was in a straight jacket or something,” Lydia chimed in before adding: “See, it is the motel. Either we need to get out of here right now, or... someone needs to learn how to do an exorcism ASAP, before the werewolves go crazy and kill us.”
“Okay, just hold on, all right? What if it's not just the motel?” Stiles pondered out loud. “The number in the office went up by three, right?”
“You mean like three sacrifices?” Allison jumped on his line of thinking given the human sacrifices happening in Beacon Hills the last month.
“What if this time it's three werewolves?” Lydia humored them.
“Scott, Isaac, and Boyd.” Allison agreed.
“So we protect them. See them through the night before they can hurt themselves,” Stiles suggested, drawing an empathetic nod from Allison and a reluctant one from Lydia, who would have preferred just to leave.
“Then the game plan is to keep the super strong werewolves from killing themselves somehow while also finding a cure for wolfsbane,” Stiles reiterated.
“Wolfsbane?” Lydia and Allison asked, wondering what the tell the goofy boy was talking about.
“The wolves are acting exactly like they did at your birthday party,” Stiles stated.
“When I dosed everyone with wolfsbane,” the realization dawned on the redhead.
“Well that’s great then! Any pharmacy will have a cure for wolfsbane’s toxicity,” Allison chirped in excitedly. When that comment earned her strange looks from her friends, she explained. “Hello, trained as a werewolf hunter. I know things.”
“So one person drives to the pharmacy…” Lydia counted. “And two to keep the three wolves occupied?”
“One of us needs to distract the coach,” Stiles explained. “He said she’ll be monitoring the parking lot for cars coming and going. Some type of school policy.”
“So Allison drives her car to the pharmacy while you occupy the coach and I entertain the muscular, handsome, superhuman boys,” Lydia assigned roles, with her eyes earning a glint at her role in this.
“I should stay with you,” Allison offered.
“You can’t, babe. Someone needs to find a solution. Besides, that will be a room with 3 unstable werewolves and only one of us is immune to their bite,” Lydia explained her flawless reasoning.
“But they could kill you,” the dark haired girl worried for her friend.
“Remember, the motel only seems to care about suicides, not murders,” the redhead replied, using Allison’s previous statement against her.
“It’s the best plan we have,” Stiles added when they looked to him for input.
* * *
The trio of plotters split up with Lydia having the hardest job of all. The easy part was getting all three werewolves together in the same room. Having located Isaac and Boyd being in their room, Lydia knocked on Scott’s door and practically dragged the horny lacrosse star to join his fellow teen wolves.
“What are you guys doing here?” a startled looking Isaac asked.
“Here to make your dreams come true,” Lydia poured it on thick, not going for any subtly at all.
“What type of dreams?” Boyd asked, though his eyes were glued on alabaster legs poking out from the redhead’s extremely short dress.
“Oh, come on boys,” Scott said to his friends before turning his lust-filled eyes onto the busty redhead. “Be creative.”
Lydia felt a tingle run down her entire spine as Scott rubbed the back of his fingers along her cheekbone and jaw. As his digits ran up over her chin and touched her plump lips, the redhead parted them and took his index finger into her mouth, sucking it before pulling her head back with a smile.
"Who goes first," Boyd asked, picking up on Scott’s meaning.
“Boyd. This is Lydia Martin. This girl fuccckkkksss,” Scott replied as he spun Lydia around and pressed her back against his chest. As his hands immediately shot down to her chest and greedily groped the C-cups through both sweater and dress, he added. “This slut takes any and all comers at once. Don’t you?”
“Yes,” Lydia rapidly agreed as her tits were roughly kneaded.
“Yes, what?” Scott asked before removing a hand from her breast so he could spank her amazingly thick ass rather hard.
“Mhmm,” the redhead moaned from the spanking. “Yes…master.”
“Alpha would have been acceptable as well,” the horny leader smiled wickedly. “Now why don’t you make yourself more comfortable.”
"Yes master," she replied correctly this time, making sure sensuality oozed into her words.
Lydia looked the possessed werewolf in the eyes as she used her hands to undo the one button done up on her cardigan sweater, opening it up to expose her purple tank beneath. She maintained eye contact with Scott as she shrugged the thin cotton layer off her shoulders and threw it somewhere behind her.
“Good start. Keep going,” Scott demanded.
Lydia listened intently to her new master, and just like she did when given any instruction by a figure of power, she obeyed. She snaked her arms under her skirt, propping it up onto her thick ass, and hooked the fingers into her panties. In the next second they were down around her ankles before stepping out of them and her shoes at the same time. Since he was standing nearby, Isaac decided to get involved. He moved behind the redhead and lifted her skirt high to give all three werewolves a view under the hood.
"Looks so tasty," Boyd commented. From in front of the bed
"Awwhh...thanks Boyd," Lydia replied in response to the black man eyeing her completely bare pussy and thick booty.
Still in prime position, Isaac continued undressing the gorgeous redhead before him as his fingers darted to the zipper on the side of her skirt, undoing it. With no resistance holding it to her waist, the garment descended down to the ground, crumpling around her feet leaving the 17 year old girl nude from the waist down.
"Should we leave something to the imagination," Scott asked his two fellow werewolves in the room as he pinched the tanktop Lydia was wearing.
"Nah," they growled in unison after pretending to think about it for a second.

The leader of the three did the honors himself by pulling the thin shirt up over her head before throwing it somewhere that he didn't really care about. He leaned down and kissed her neck, causing Lydia to moan audibly while his fingers fumbled with the hooks of her bra until finally it gave away and that too slid off her body.
"Ho..."
"...ly..."
"...shit," the three werewolves exclaimed at the same time.
Lydia Martin was completely naked now, but the only thing the trio of horny shapeshifters had eyes for were her massive, awe-inspiring breasts. Easily a C-cup despite being only 17 years old and fit, the young woman flaunted them about in tight shirts, low cut tops and bounced around constantly. However, fantasizing about them and seeing them in clothing was a lot different then actually viewing them in all their naked glory as the lucky boys were doing now.
Her large tits were perfectly rounded with each one capped by bright pink nipples that were already erect from horniness on her part. Despite being that big and naturally heavy, her boobs showed no signs of sagging whatsoever, thus were as perky as a girl's who had much smaller ones.
"Well I'm all naked now...how about someone else too," Lydia said with mock innocence.
The three men smiled like wolves about to have a meal for the first time in a week. Opting for haste, they shed shirts, pants, shoes and socks before Lydia stood in front of three very naked and very handsome young men. Boyd stood out given his massive, muscular frame and flawless ebony skin. Lydia had seen Scott’s naked body on more than a handful of occasions. Meanwhile, Isaac was tall and lanky, with a cock that matched his body type to a tee. In fact, so too did Boyd’s as it was long and girthy; well over a foot in length and as thick as Lydia’s wrist.
"Momma likes," Lydia commented with a mischievous look on her gorgeous face.
“Of course you do,” Boyd replied in a cocky grin.
Lydia nodded her pretty head while her beautiful eyes remained fixed on their impressive packages. The redhead didn't want to keep the excited werewolves waiting any longer since they’re mood could shift easily while under the influence of wolfsbane. With a final lick of her lips, she slowly and seductively lowered herself to the disgusting motel carpet to rest on her knees.
The curvy teen centered herself so that she was head-on with the boy in the middle, who happened to be a teen wolf on the verge of becoming a true Alpha. Not wasting any time, Lydia opened her mouth wide, leaned forward and engulfed the tip of Scott’s cock between plump lips. She bobbed her head a few times, working just about half his inhumanly large tool into her oral cavity then pulled off him altogether.
"Holy God, that's good," the tattooed werewolf groaned.
"And you know this is only the tip of the iceberg," the red-haired beauty told him.
Lydia pivoted slightly so that she was now facing Isaac and repeated the same trick on him. After sucking on his lengthy tool for a minute she pulled away from the tall boy and turned nearly 180 degrees to face the massive black teen. Again she opened her mouth and pushed her lips around her third cock in as many minutes, getting half his length wet with her spit.
"You've certainly got talent," Boyd commented.
"Please," Lydia said. "You haven't seen anything yet boys."
With the werewolves paying attention to her every sexy move, the girl with the hourglass curves did a long lick over her thumb and forefinger on each hand. With their cocks now lubricated as well as her hands, Lydia gripped the two dicks on the outside and began stroking them at a solid pace. This left her face to focus on the meat pole right in front of her, belonging to the black boy, which she gladly gobbled up with her mouth.
The werewolves, to their credit, showed impressive teamwork, which wasn't always easy when the hottest piece of ass in Beacon Hills was blowing you as well as she was. Every minute or two Lydia would pull her plump lips from one dick, only to pivot to her left and swallow the next one. They were now shifting along with her so that she was continuously stimulating the trio.
"Yes! Suck my dick," Scott told the busty girl.
Isaac had stepped good and close to the naked girl and was prepared to take advantage of her C-cup tits. He had been adoring them for the past year at school, and had always wanted to know what she was like in bed. Now, as he placed a hand on the outside of each of them, he pushed them together to form a tight pillowy hold around his cock.
"Titty fucking," Boyd observed, his own shaft being stroked by Lydia's hand. "Nice."
Scott was jealous of the taller boy for being the first one to take advantage of her large boobs and thrusting his pole between them, but he knew it would be his turn sooner rather than later. While Lydia was busy bobbing away on Boyd's manhood with her tits preoccupied with Isaac's eager cock, the soon-to-be Alpha looked down to survey the action and smile with pure delight.
"Alright I believe it's time to sample her goods," Scott announced.
"That's why you're the leader," Isaac commented with sincere praise.
"Oh yes! I want you werewolves to stuff my filthy fuck holes," Lydia moaned, feeding off their wolfsbane-induced sexual energy.
Scott adopted his sinister grin once again before he brought his hand down between her soft thighs. The curvy redhead helped matters by spreading her kneeling legs and was rewarded with fingers rubbing through her mound, which was quite wet. She moaned against Boyd's cock which was in her mouth as the tattooed werewolf continued stimulating her until slipping a digit into her velvety hole.
"Oh my God," she moaned and shuddered.
"Just the tip of the iceberg," Boyd replied, using the same words she used minutes prior.
Scott gave a little head flick in Isaac's direction and the athletic boy got the message. He wasn't really happy about pulling his dick from her amazing boob canyon but Isaac did as he was instructed. Without warning for Lydia, the possessed tattooed werewolf pulled his hand from her sex in order to get his right arm hooked under her knees and his other arm around her back. Lydia had a good idea what was happening so she hooked an arm around his neck and allowed the supernatural boy to hold her in his arms like a groom carrying his bride threw the threshold.
"Whoa," the gorgeous girl screamed in excitement.
Isaac stepped up to the free side of Lydia's body to share half the weight with her free arm fitting nicely around his neck. Boyd had a sinister idea so he rounded her body which was parallel to the ground and perfectly at groin height for his tall body. The other two werewolves saw what he had in mind so they took the leg on their side and spread them wide so the muscular balck man could step between them. Without bothering with a condom, Boyd grabbed his massive cock, dragged his tip through her pink slit and spread his pre-cum before lining up with her wet hole.
Without further delay Boyd had placed his tip against her wet hole and pushed his hips forward. Despite his thickness, and though she was tight as only teen girls could be, his meat slid into her with a fair amount of ease given how dripping wet she was. After getting halfway inside, Boyd pulled out most of the way then repeated. After a few pumps, his entire 13-inch long cock was gliding in and out of her slick folds
"Oh yes," Lydia squealed in pleasure as Boyd eased his whole length into her.
With his hands clutching tightly onto her rounded hips while the other two werewolves bared her weight, Boyd continuously reared his hips back before shoving them forward. The result forced Lydia to rock in the other boys’ arms, causing her tits to heave forward and back to everyone's delight.
“So…fucking…good,” the massive black man howled.
With three guys in the room and only one girl, Boyd understood that his time between Lydia's thighs would be limited. It was his first mini-gangbang but he knew they needed to share, especially since he wasn’t an alpha, or almost an alpha. Knowing he had to get the most bang for his buck then he'd have a period of rest, Boyd held nothing back. Over and over he pumped the red-haired girl with his tool, looking down and watching as her large boobs continued quaking under the contact with his pelvis.
"I'm so fucking hungry for your cock," Lydia begged.
Isaac and Scott had been waiting patiently holding the girl suspended in the air while he got to rail her, so it was only fair to give him his turn. Boyd gave a few last deep thrusts into Lydia's pinkness then pulled his juice-covered cock from her. Unencumbered, the two werewolves seemed to come to a quick understanding. Rather than take her to the logical choice, the bed, they instead opted to place Lydia down onto the dungy looking sofa in such a way that her head dangling over the edge.
"Since we're here," Scott said before slapping the gorgeous girl in the face with his girthy 11-inch cock.
The normally temperamental girl actually laughed after she was thudded on her gorgeous face but got the point he was making and instantly opened her mouth wide to allow him back into her talented mouth. Lydia took a moment to orientate herself after having been flipped around and flung onto the furniture, after which she parted her plush red lips and brushed her long hair behind her ears then took him into her mouth and started sucking him off while she felt a hand slip in between her thighs.
“Yes! Rub my pussy,” Lydia cooed.
Isaac continued to do just as the redhead wanted. As Lydia’s legs remained spread wide, the taller boy went from simply rubbing through her wet folds to actually pushing one, then two then a third finger into her opening. Meanwhile Lydia began building momentum as she bobbed her upside down head up and down the tattooed werewolf's thick pole, taking more of him inside her each time. With every one of Isaac's fingers either found her clit or hooked deep inside her to stimulate her equally sensitive G-spot, Lydia would moan around Scott's cock to add extra pleasure to the horny man.
"Move your hands out of the way," the soon-to-be Alpha told the beauty.
Lydia did as the handsome boy asked and pulled her hands away that she was using to stroke his shaft and roll his nuts around with her fingers. Without those obstructing his way now, Scott was able to really thrust into her mouth with the speed and depth that he dictated, not the pretty girl anymore.
This time she was forced to take him inside her oral cavity once again and had him butt up against the back of her mouth, not that she minded at all. This time when Scott pushed back into her mouth, she relaxed her throat and tilted her head slightly to be at a better angle. This allowed Scott’s cock to push into her throat with relative ease, leaving her chin buried in his thick bush of pubic hair and her nose pressed against his full ball sack.
"Oh shit Lydia...you have skills," he proclaimed complimented, his cock still completely contained within her mouth and throat.
Lydia had no room to move her head back and was utterly at Scott's mercy, though luckily she’d learnt how to cycle her breathing through her nose despite the dick filling her mouth. He held his cock in her gullet until he could see her face flush red then begin to turn a bluish color. At that point he withdrew all the way and watched as Lydia coughed and spat large amounts of spit onto his cock, her own gorgeous face and onto the ground of the disgusting motel.
*GASP*
However, rather than being upset at him for choking her with his mighty cock, she opened her mouth to take him into her mouth again. Of course Scott didn't delay for a millisecond as he pushed his hips forward until his cock slammed back down her throat. He watched as her eyes nearly bulged out of her face as her gag reflex narrowly avoided being tripped, small tears forming in the corner of her eyes as a result.
"Gllugghh...uugghhh...awwkkk," Lydia muttered and gagged as the soon-to-be Alpha repeated pushed in and out of her throat.
Isaac had been patient as he waited for Scott to have a good solo time with the beauty but his patience had run out. He fingered Lydia's twat for as long as he could, which he enjoyed as his three fingers sliced into her pinkness with speed but he wanted more. He climbed onto the couch and got in position with her legs within his wider spread legs and his tip ready to impale her cunt.
“Have at her,” Scott relented, pulling his slobbery cock from deep down Lydia’s throat
No more than a second had passed from the time that the soon-to-be Alpha pulled out of Lydia's mouth and Isaac's cock drilling into her snatch. Isaac was already settling more onto his knees to allow his lengthy tool to penetrate Lydia's snatch with greater ease and more length being buried in her warmth. After getting halfway inside, the tall boy pulled out most of the way then repeated. After a few pumps, his entire 10-inch cock was gliding in and out of her slick folds.
"Mhmm...yes. Oh Isaac...fuck me," Lydia encouraged.
Of course she wasn't able to speak for much longer as her mouth was soon put to greater use. Boyd, who had already fucked the girl earlier, had stepped up right in front of her with his long cock dangling right in front of her upturned face. Not needing a personal invitation, Lydia flashed her large eyes and smiled up at the boy then opened her mouth and inhaled the slab of meat, getting most of it in her gullet in one mouthful.
The black boy had watched how the possessed Scott had used her minutes before so he knew Lydia's limitations...or lack thereof. With his hands clutching tightly onto her amazing tits while Isaac continued stroking into her pussy, the massive black man continuously reared his hips back before shoving them forward.
As the two werewolves continued to fuck their gorgeous classmate, Lydia kept moaning around Boyd's cock impaling her vocal cords due to Isaac hitting all the right places. She had lost track of time, but her main objective was keeping the wolves occupied and busy so that they didn’t hurt themselves while Allison retrieved the cure.
"Mind if I finally get my dick wet in her," Scott said crudely to the two werewolves.
"Of course Scott," they said in unison.
Both taller boys finished hammering into each of Lydia’s orifices one last time before moving away from the gorgeous redhead. With a dangerous grin on his handsome face, Scott grabbed Lydia’s legs and pulled them down towards him, essentially rolling the busty girl backwards until her knees were on the soft (albeit gross) motel carpet and her face resting on the sofa.
“Whoa!” Lydia shrieked from the explosion of rapid movement.
Rather than kneel behind her, Scott bent into a squat before lining up his 11-inch cock with her wet snatch and pushed forward. Given that two other guys had fucked her tonight, not to mention how wet she was and how slippery in her spit his own manhood was, Scott had no issue thrusting his entire length into her pussy.
"Mhmm...feels so good," Lydia cooed as she was fucked by a third boy in 15 minutes.
The power squat Scott was in was more about power and depth versus speed. He was routinely bottoming his thick cock all the way into her pink hole all while she screamed in pleasure beneath him. Wrapped up in the occasion, Scott brought his hand to about shoulder height then let it come whipping down until his hand smacked her bare, cream-colored cheek. The slap resonated loudly around the room, even drawing a murmur of surprise from the unexpected girl, whose mouth was currently formed in a perfect O as she moaned.
For the sake of evenness, Scott did the same thing with his left hand to her other cheek, giving her a match set of red handprints on her fantastically plump ass. Satisfied with his handiwork, no pun intended, the handsome boy slapped both cheeks at the same time and held them there, squeezing her plump backside while he fucked her pussy hard.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Lydia squealed with encouraged, her face flushed from her upside down position.
“God, she’s perfect,” Isaac couldn’t help but mutter.
Scott continued giving the horny girl what she wanted by stroking into her pussy with renewed vigor. Even with how wet she was, the thickness of his cock and the tightness of her pussy meant that he was not able to plow into her as fast as he would like, not yet anyway. It did however mean that her velvety walls hugged him so constricting that he didn't care that he couldn't pound her to oblivion as it felt better then almost any other girl he'd been with.
"Need a break," Scott growled.
“You boys know that there are better ways for me to pleasure more than one at a time,” Lydia suggested. “That is, if Isaac and Boyd don’t mind fucking me at the same time.”
"Yes please," Isaac said quickly, followed a half-second later by Boyd. "More than anything.”
“Wait.” Scott ordered, throwing some extra influence into his voice. “I was last in her pussy but I WILL be first in her ass.”
“Sure,” Boyd agreed, with Isaac also nodding his head.
“Aww…does Scotty want my ass all to himself,” Lydia grinned before turning around and showing off her meaty booty to him.
A dark, lustful look came across Scott’s face as he bent down to pick Lydia up with little effort. With her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, he crashed his hand down hard on her aforementioned ass, the sound of palm-meeting-flesh filling the motel room. Lydia bit her lips, having known a hard spank was coming, before she was spilled back down on the sofa. This time she got to kneel on the mildew-y sofa as Scott positioned her backside facing him as he stood at the edge of the sofa.
“Fuck that ass, Scott,” Isaac encouraged his friend.
“Make her scream,” Boyd added with a sinister grin on his face.
As Lydia felt his bulbous tip touch her asshole, she hoped she hadn’t bitten off more than she could chew. Though far from an anal novice, assholes were extremely tight by nature, and Scott was a frenzied werewolf! The redhead momentarily ignored the two other men and hoped that the ample amount of spit and her pussy juices she coated Scott's tool with would be enough for the passage in her backdoor. She found out a moment later as Scott’s sustained pressure resulted in his bulbous head popping inside her tightest of orifices.
"Ugh," Lydia groaned, the feeling similar to a bee sting. "Give me a minute."
Even in his possessed state, Scott didn’t want to hurt the stunning creature. Instead, he used his werewolf ability to absorb her pain, his veins turning a black color for several seconds. As her pain completely vanished, Lydia’s eyes shot wide, amazed by the feeling.
“That is amazing,” Lydia concluded.
“And now I’m going to thoroughly ass fuck you,” Scott grinned with a wicked glint in his eyes.
With a resigned nod of her head, Lydia felt Scott push forward so another few inches of dick pushed into her asshole, but it was slow. However, the werewolf did that just so more of his dick was anchored inside her tight anal ring. Knowing he wouldn’t spill out, Scott began pumping in and out, constantly pulling back one inch before pushing forward with two.
"Oh Scott," Lydia moaned as her asshole clung to his dick like a vice.
"You like that? My cock in your ass," Scott asked, picking up the pace slightly.
"Yes...feels good," Lydia told him before reaching out and stroking the two cocks in her face.
With his technique, Scott soon had all 11 inches driving in and out of Lydia’s thick ass, so now he focused on speeding things up. As he drove his cock forward, he pulled the curvy girl backwards, the force causing her to yelp in surprise. Seeing that she took the sudden hard thrust in stride, Scott stopped holding anything back. He stroked his tool in and out of her bowels, completely removing himself from her to see the gap in her hole every time before diving back in. He gradually increased his speed until he was really sawing into her ass, making her drop her hand onto her clit and rub furiously.
"Oh fuck! Look at that ass quake with all his cock in it," Boyd grunted.
"Wow," Isaac swore, watching the intense ass fucking. "She can take a hard pounding."
Lydia was trying to distract herself by sucking hard on whichever cock was in her mouth. It did some good, but when she started to flick her clit with her fingers it really started to make a bigger difference.
"You bet I can," Lydia said with pride.
Scott wished he could have extended these minutes to feel her constricted ring of muscle around his cock forever, but he knew he did not have that luxury. Instead he focused on delivering the smooth yet forceful strokes into her ass and absorbing as much pleasure from her that he possibly could.
What helped push him further towards his pending orgasm was the look back over her shoulder and sexy grin Lydia gave him to show that she was in absolute pleasure at having his girthy penis slamming into her. This made Scott thrust harder with the knowledge that the beautiful girl was enjoying the rough sex just as much as he was.
Knowing that he was close to cumming, the tattooed werewolf wrapped his hand into her shiny red hair and tugged it hard. Her head snapped back and she let out a grunt of pain. Scott thought that it may have been too much for her, but she surprised him by pushing back into him and bringing him in for a tongue-filled kiss.
"Mmmmm.....yessssss....I'm cumming," Lydia shouted as she gushed her sweet cum while he continued quickly thrusting his shaft into her ass.
Scott knew that his own powerful orgasm was mere moments away, as did the two other werewolves in the room observing the scene unfolding in front of them. As she came, Lydia wasn't able to maintain sucking or stroking their cocks with her hand, but Isaac and Boyd didn't care too much about that right now.
Slamming his length back into her one final time, the supernatural boy pulled himself out of her tight hole, paused slightly to watch as her gaping hole slowly sealed back tight and made her get on her knees in front of him. Lydia knew exactly what he wanted so she opened her mouth in preparation with any hesitation. Sure enough, she felt his cock, which was pasted in her own juices, slap onto her tongue.
"Wow! She put it in her mouth," Isaac said in astonishment, watching his friend blow the dick that was fresh from her own asshole.
"Seriously not clean...but so hot," Boyd added.
Scott grinned as he watched Lydia sucking the taste of her own asshole from his pole, but the act of degradation was really getting him aroused. The werewolves would have been even more surprised to find that Lydia was finding that she was actually missing the feeling of his dick filling up her rectum..
"That's right, suck your own ass Lydia," Scott cheered. "You're such a good ass slut."
At that moment Scott stopped caring about anything else happening as cum started to fill up Lydia's mouth. Lydia also stopped thinking about how tasty her own ass was, instead she did her best to collect all his seed without spilling any. As soon as Lydia felt the first stream of warm cum land on her tongue she formed a tight seal with her lips around his cock and proceeded to milk all of his warm seed. His load was much warmer than a normal human, not to mention more plentiful, with the experienced girl having to swallow twice in order to collect it all without spilling.
"Oh my God," Scott cursed, slumping back into an old chair nearby.
"Glad you enjoyed yourself," she told him before sucking on his sensitive tip.
"Oh God," he shuddered again.
"Our turn," Isaac suddenly blurted out.
"Haha okay boys, totally right," Lydia said, swinging her face and tits back in their direction.
As Isaac and Boyd both looked like hungry predators eyeing up their meal, Scott left for a moment to go to the bathroom to quickly wash up. When he returned, Boyd was laying flat on his back with Lydia’s thick booty facing him with his cock clearly in her asshole. And up on the furniture with them was Isaac, who was between the two sets of legs, thrusting into Lydia’s pussy, completing the redhead’s double penetration.
“I was only gone, like, 90 seconds,” Scott commented, surprised by the scene before him.
“A girl has needs,” Lydia smiled over at him. “Like taking two dicks at the same time.”
With Boyd holding her right leg up and Isaac pushing against her left leg, the men were able to take turns sawing into the ginger goddess with ease. Having found a good pattern to their fucking, the two men opted for swiftness rather than depth. While both only used half their lengths to pound into Lydia, they made up for that in speed, both thrusting at a tempo that was sweat-inducing.
“Jesus Christ!” Lydia moaned, her head tossed back and leaving her body at the mercy of the horny men.
Knowing that variety was the spice of life, Isaac initiated a change in their arrangement after a handful of minutes. Needing to slow the neck-breaking pace down, the skinnier of the two men grabbed both of Lydia’s legs, pressed the toned pegs together and leant them against his shoulder. Though she wasn’t spread wide and easy to fuck anymore, the slightly altered position allowed both her holes to feel a little tighter, and for the men to fuck her with their entire dicks, albeit at a slower speed.
“Yes! Harder!” Lydia urged the thrusting men.
“Seriously,” Boyd grunted, unbelieving the abuse this ginger goddess could handle.
“Close. Gonna cum again,” Lydia quickly explained.
The two men exchanged the briefest of looks, knowing that they had to bear down and give the teen hottie what she so desperately wanted. With their final surge, Boyd began thrusting up, generating so much power that his ass was leaving the mattress with each push up into her asshole. Meanwhile Isaac was working his hips to pull back and push forward in sharp motions, powering deep into Lydia’s snatch. In fact, he began leaning forward to help get even deeper, meaning that he was practically folding the busty redhead in half. Despite the contortion, the ginger goddess managed to reach an arm around her legs, finding her sensitive nub and strumming her clit for all she was worth.
“Oh shit oh shit oh shit! I’m gonna cum,” Lydia screamed as she gushed all over Isaac’s dick despite a dick plundering deep in her asshole at the same time.
After she screamed loud enough to puncture both men’s eardrums her body went limp. The result was that both her pussy and backdoor loosened significantly once again, allowing the horny men to pound into her even harder. For the next minute, the two men used Lydia as their own personal sex doll. She proved able to handle their intense thrusting so they kept pounding as deep into her holes as their dicks allowed. .
Of course, Lydia wasn’t the only one deriving great pleasure from the double fucking. Having their cocks separated by only a thin barrier between the brunette’s pussy and rectum meant both men’s tools were grinding against one another. This just added to the amazing sensation of the busty girl’s holes squeezing them tightly for the past while as they fucked her at the same time.
“Shit dude! Need to cum,” Boyd panted from under the sexy red-haired girl.
“Cum in my ass,” Lydia murmured. “Want to feel you fill me up.”
“Oh God,” Boyd grunted.
As his face contorted into a grimace, Boyd grunted one final time before Lydia felt several thick strands of his goo splashing the inside of her rectum. It lasted a good 30 seconds, and by the end, not only did Lydia feel full like she wanted, Boyd was completely spent.
“Shit Lydia,” Isaac groaned. “I’m close.”
“Cum wherever you want,” the horny girl replied.
“Anywhere?” Isaac asked.
“Let me guess, you wanna spew rope after rope onto my face,” Lydia commented, having sized him up the moment she met him.
“Damn. You’re good,” Isaac agreed.
The moment Lydia felt her pussy have a void as Isaac pulled out of her, the redhead swung her legs and dropped onto the floor. At that point Boyd’s cock had already grown flaccid in her ass, so as she knelt before the kneeling Isaac, looking up at him as he stroked his dick mere inches from her face, Lydia could feel the cum beginning to leak from her once tight asshole.
Lydia looked up and watched as Isaac stroked himself swiftly, eyes closed and his hand a blur around his thick cock. Finally she heard an almighty bellow, meaning Isaac had finally gotten over the edge. Making sure her face was perfectly in line with his cock, Lydia opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and closed her eyes. It was perfect timing because almost immediately Isaac erupted a typhoon of cum right onto her pretty face. Both Isaac and the two other exhausted werewolves watched as the first salty streak of semen pasted her cheek and nose as she slightly flinched from the sudden burst. Isaac wasn’t done by a longshot and so the second and third strands landed on her forehead and began running down her face with the rest of his load draining into her mouth and small dribbles onto her chin.
“So much cum,” Lydia giggled as nearly half her face was covered in jizz, and she realized large loads must be a trait of all werewolves.
Maybe they’d been waiting for the right time, or maybe they had arrived at that very second, but either way the door to the motel room swung wide open. Standing in the doorway were Stiles and Allison, the latter holding some type of improvised container that held a gaseous substance inside. With all four sets of eyes turning towards her, Allison slammed the container down, hearing the glass break before she pulled the door shut.
“That will cure them?” Stiles asked as they heard gasping from inside the room, which was filling with gas.
“There will be some puking up the wolfsbane, and they’ll feel like they’ve had a nasty hangover, but they’ll be back to normal after,” Allison explained.
“And Lydia?”
“Perfectly safe,” Allison stated. “She just might be a little messy since she’s trapped inside with them.”
“She’s got a face full of jizz and just finished an orgy with a trio of frenzied supernatural creatures. I think she was going to need a long hot shower regardless,” Stiles stated.
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