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From: Shyla Taylor <shylark@googlemail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Wood Walking
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Date: Thu, 27 Oct 2005 00:10:03 -0400
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Wood Walking

Callie turned over again in a vain effort to sleep. She was restless,
the air was humid and her body was delicately glazed with the shimmer of
sweat. Her husband was beside her, dead to the world, a soft snuffling
confirmed his slumber in the dream world were Callie too wanted to be. 

It wasn’t going to work, sleep would not come and Callie was getting
increasing hot and frustrated. Without thinking she traced the length of
her torso, her fingers sliding over her slick skin. Tracing lazy circles
around her breasts towards the centre were her nipples stood high and
proud. She pinched one between thumb and forefinger and felt an electric
chill course through her. Now there was no chance of sleep, her body was
alert and now it was hungry. 

She slid her hand downwards and reached the soft strip of hair on her
otherwise shaven pussy. Her husband loved to have her shaved and clean,
so much so that part of his daily routine was to shave himself of facial
hair and then, with extra care and attention, he shaved Callie’s pussy
testing afterwards with his tongue to ensure the smoothness. An inch
thick strip of soft pubic hair in the centre was all that was left.
Callie has insisted that some must remain; she liked to twirl the hair
with her fingers and loved the feeling of the rough hair against her
delicate skin. 

Callie was looking forward to the morning, she thought about David
sneaking through with the bowl and razor trying not to wake her. Most of
the time a tell tale creak of the floorboards would awaken her but
Callie pretended to sleep on. She would let her husband gentle turn her
over and part her legs in preparation. He has a tradition horsehair
shaving brush and uses it dry first to slowly dust off any loose pubic
hairs from Callie’s sacred strip. She no longer feigns the deep breath
of sleep, her breath still deep and rhythmic but for different reasons.
Her body remains limp and unresponsive but her mind is racing with
erotic desire, each stroke of the brush causes an thrill to course
through her and her need build. 

Unaware of the effect he is having, David continues by lathering up the
brush, he savours the moment and sniffs gently at first then deeply
drawing in her musky smell, his now erect penis pulses in response, very
slowly he paints the soapy suds over each side of Callie’s pussy. His
hand shakes as he reaches for the razor for the next bit both scares him
and intensifies his lust. He wets the razor and gently pulls Callie’s
leg over the side of the bed. Kneeling there he lays his head on his
left arm a few inches from Callie’s pussy and begins to run the razor
down her cleft careful not to catch the delicate skin there. Each stroke
renewed his desire, the sound, the smell, the fear of being caught, he
paused to take a deep breath and grip his own throbbing member and
regain control. He takes a soft cloth and dips it in the warm water, the
water drips into the bowl and the noise seems enormous, he has to be
careful not to wake her and cringes at the sound. He raises the cloth
and wipes the excess soapy suds away; using the tip of his tongue he
runs it around the outer edges checking for imperfections and finds
none. Carefully David probes further until he reaches her salty slit. He
nuzzles Callie’s clit with his nose and a moan escapes from her,
attentively he pokes his tongue inside her and allows the taste to fill
his senses that are almost at overload he grasps for his penis to stop
exploding then and there. 

Cally lies there quivering inside with her own hidden lust and allows
herself to open her eyes just a little to see. The room is still bathed
in the half light of a new morning, David starts his routine early to
avoid being caught mid shave by their young girls who are asleep next
door. 

Through half closed eyes Callie sees her husband kneeling before her
naked and very erect. She is watching as he reaches forward and once
again probes her most intimate areas, tasting and sniffing her, his hips
start pumping rhythmically as he struggles to contain himself. It takes
all that Callie has to remain motionless, she wants to grab his hair and
pull his head towards her, seeking a rougher tongue and cautious nibbles
on her clit. Instead she watches as he prepares to apply the
moisturiser. 

As David begins to stroke his now massive penis, he uses his other hand
to stoke Callie’s face. He moves so he can sit astride her sleeping
form, kneeling still, careful not to put any of his weight on her, he
grasp his tool with a firm grip knowing that he will barely last a
minute more. With one hand on the wall to support him, he leans forward
and brushes her lips with his penis and gasps when her lips slightly
part, he tries again this time he feels the warm wetness of her tongue
touch the throbbing purple head. 

Callie herself is close to climax watching her husband take himself in
hand, teasing her with his taste, she wants to lick and suck him dry,
join him in his ecstasy instead she lets out a gentle moan and turns her
head to the side, David wont last much longer. 

The moan that escaped her sent him over the edge, he could show restrain
no more as his body began to shudder. The waves grew as he pumped his
hand harder and saw the first spurt of semen land on her cheek, the
floodgates opened and there was no stopping it now. He trust towards her
face and watched the cum pour over her, revelling at the sight. 

Callie felt the warm drops pour on her, some dripped in her mouth, the
taste on her tongue, now was her time. 

David reached for the cloth and wiped the semen from her eyes, she was
awake now and smiling, he felt joy in his heart at the sight of her. He
touched her semen soaked face and transferred the juices to her freshly
shaved pussy, she let out a gasp and he did it again wiping the semen
down her taught body then rubbing it into the folds of her pussy, while
she clenched her teeth and scratched at his naked thighs. He licked and
sucked on her, sometimes biting gently as he grinned at her over her
mound drinking in both the taste and the passion in her eyes. 

Callie could control her self no more, she could feel the tension
growing, the tingling desire coursed through her entirely as she watched
her husband and felt his tongue quickened to short stabbing desperate to
enter her. She could wait no more and grabbed his head to keep it in
place and started a thrusting of her own. Grinding herself against his
face, tugging his hair until her back arched and the waves of orgasm
made her convulse for what seemed like an eternity until she flopped
back breathlessly on the bed and giggled. They greeted each other with
good morning and snuggled together whilst catching their breath, this
was the usual start the day. 

Callie still had hours to wait till then, thinking about the next
morning had only made her desires more intense, now there was no way she
could sleep without some release. She slipped out of bed and out through
the door of their cabin to the moonlight woods that surrounded their
home...... 

Although the night air was crisp Callie welcomed the chill that caresses
her flushed skin. 

She headed for a trail through the forest she knew well, her senses
fiery, every step she took snapped twigs and branches underfoot
revealing her presence to unseen eyes. 

Here she was naked and alone in the dark, ‘what am I doing’ thought
Callie, but she did not care, she felt invigorated and began to run for
a while enjoying the freedom. Her feet hurt, her heart pounded and her
lungs were filled again and again by the cold crisp air that surrounded
her, somewhere to her left something crashed through the trees and
Callie stopped. 

Panting heavily, suddenly afraid and aware of her vulnerability, Callie
shook all over. There was moonlight filtering through the trees, so
there was some visibility, but Callie could see nothing, nor hear
anything stir which in itself was strange. She proceeded cautiously,
further down the trail was the tell tale glow of a fire in the distance.

With great stealth Callie approached the clearing through a tangle of
trees. Someone had set up camp and had no doubt gone for some nocturnal
hunting. The fire burned steadily, no one around to tend it. 

By now Callie was very cold, her adrenaline expended after her run
failed to keep out the chill anymore. Checking around again to make sure
the camper wasn’t around, she approached the fire and crouched before it
warming herself before the journey home. 

A snap of a twig behind her made Callie freeze on the spot, had the
camper returned. 

She remained frozen on the spot as she heard soft footsteps approach,
footsteps too soft to be human. 

Callie wanted to turn around and face whatever approached behind her,
but found she could not move, she was helpless, whatever was coming was
almost upon her and there was nothing she could do. 

Something cold touched her ear and sniffed, from the corner of her eye
Callie dared to look but could see nothing. Very slowly she started
turning her head, at first glimpse of the dark furred muzzle, she was
relieved thinking she had been found by the camper’s dog, but this was
no dog, this was a wolf. 

The realisation hit Callie hard, she shrieked and covered her head to
defend herself, awaiting her fate, but nothing happened. The wolf moved
round her crouching form sniffing as he went, taking in her scent he let
out a low whine and nuzzled Callie’s ear again. She let out a little cry
but other wise remained frozen in terror. The wolf continued his
exploration of this being in his forest, sniffing all over to better
understand this creature. 

Callie felt the shock of excitement course through her at the thought of
her predicament, she gasped as the wolf began paying more and more
attention to her crotch. He sniffed then retreated a step, then repeated
this again. Callie was confused, she had expected to be dead already,
she couldn’t see the wolf from her position so she bent further forward
so she could look between her legs at the wolf behind her. 

He made eye contact and rushed forward, Callie awaited the worst and
didn’t expect what happened next. 

The wolf began licking her pussy, slowly at first, stopping to chomp his
teeth and get a better taste and smell, but then with more and more
urgency slipping his long warm tongue in and out of Callie. She didn’t
know what to do, too scared to move in case she sparked off her own
mauling, Callie could do nothing but endure it. 

Her senses going wild, Callie realised how immensely sexual she was
feeling, here she was naked and vulnerable being licked by a predator
that could kill her if he wished. She looked again and saw his head held
low as he licked and licked her some more. Callie’s juices were flowing
and the wolf liked the taste apparently. He started to dance around and
run around the front of Callie and bowed in a playful gesture. Callie
was no longer afraid and leaned forward mimicking his body language, he
must have approved as he returned to give a few more licks and by now
was clearly excited. 

He returned to Callie’s front and stood sideways close to her head. She
knew what he wanted and she sniffed at the furry sheaf and put her
tongue to the exposed pink tip. This caused the wolf to jump but it had
clearly excited him. Callie watched as he circles her again, this time
she could see his hips pump slightly. He came from behind and hooked a
front leg around Callie, dragging her toward his now frantic pumping.
His other paw came up and the full weight of him came down on Callie’s
back, now she was trapped. 

Callie look between her legs and could see an enormous red penis,
heavily veined, and tapered at the tip with squired a clear fluid toward
her. He kept missing and each time this huge thing brushed her clit and
sent her into ecstasy. She gasped at the sight and knew that somehow she
had to have him in her. Scared of the reaction but no longer caring she
grasped the huge tool and guided it in. 

His heat filled her entirely, never had she felt anything so hot and so
huge, he banged against her again and again, the pain was immense but
she did not care. He started to have problems withdrawing, his knot had
swollen and they were tied together now. Callie had felt the sudden
growth in the girth of the penis inside her and in panic struggled to
get way, she felt a sudden pulsing and could feel even more warmth
inside as the wolf started to come. The pulsating grew and grew and
Callie herself joined as wave upon wave of orgasm ripped through her.
She cried out in ecstasy not caring if they could here her for miles
around. She should have worried. 

Still tied and exhausted Callie’s senses began to return, suddenly
ashamed at her situation she tied to crawl way, the wolf got off her
back and turned the other way but they were still tied and she couldn’t
get free. She could feel the wolf still pulsating inside her and his
sperm had started steadily trickling down her leg, she reached out to
touch the fluid and brought it to her lips to taste, when she heard a
noise. 

Her head snapped up at the sound and her panicked eyes met another set
of human eyes, the camper had returned and had been watching..... 

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