Erotic Short Stories

A MATE
He watched her as he did every night from the opening of the woods. The woods surrounded her house giving her privacy. Well from everyone but him. He enjoyed watching her at night the best.
She would exit from the back of the house fresh from a shower. She didn't wear the flimsy silk negligees some woman wore. She wore flannel bottoms and a thin strapped tank. Her long hair fell in dark waves down her pristine white skin.
Sometimes she would sit in front of the fire and read, while other times she would sit on the couch with a laptop in her lap writing her thoughts.
He would watch her until she began to get sleepy making her way to the only bedroom in the cabin.
She always left the light on above the stove giving a soft illusion.
He would wait an hour before slowly making his way closer. His steps were soft and silent. A night predator who knew how to stalk his prey.
Pausing at the glass kitchen door he would listen. Her soft breathing would drift to his ears letting him know she had fallen in slumber.
The glass door would open with a slight nudge. He would enter using stealth.
He knew the way to her room and didn't need the light.
He sat watching her from the side of the bed. She was beautiful. She was no angel this one. She was wild, exotic, and sinful.
He could watch her longer but his body was already responding to her nearness.
He embraced the surge of power that changed him from wolf to man.
Then stood naked beside her bed.
He leaned over and uncovered her first.
She was lying on her back. One hand on her stomach and one spread out on the bed beside her. She had one leg straight and the other bent under it. Her chest rose and fell with her even breathing.
He moved her hands above her head and spread her legs to accommodate him.
The bed dipped as his weight added to the mattress and over her body.
She murmured in her sleep. But that didn't bother him. He followed the same routine nightly for months. He knew she would just write it off as another erotic dream.
He pressed down into her and felt her warm flesh against his.
Tonight he started at her neck. Kissing and nibbling. She moaned in her sleep and her legs moved restlessly.
His hand moved down and cupped her breasts. It filled his hand. A perfect fit. He thumbed it making the nipple grow under the material.
The wolf inside was not patient tonight. It wanted to claim this woman once again.
He lifted her gently and raised her to remove the top. Then moved down and removed her bottoms along with the cotton panties she wore.
She was naked now and he once again laid his body over hers. The wolf demanded he take her but he wanted her wet and panting.
He concentrated on her breasts. Stroking and caressing one as his mouth lavished the other. She arched against his mouth and he smiled.
This was no passive woman.
He felt her hands come up and stroke down his muscular back. She kneaded the skin there before running her nails down his sides.
He switched his mouth to the other breast and trailed his hands down to her center.
She moved her legs and opened herself wider.
He first rubbed his thumb over her clit before teasing the entrance he wanted to enter.
Her hips pressed down trying to make his finger enter but he continued to tease.
She moaned deep in her throat so he slowly entered one finger. She pressed down hard against it. But he withdrew to run her clit again.
Taking one hand from his back she used the other to replace his hand where she wanted it.
He dipped a finger inside with her hand over his. She moved her hand faster against his wanting the release. When he gave into the rhythm she wanted she released his hand to cup him.
Her hands were gentle and she cupped and teased his sac before running her hand along his thick hard shaft.
She stroked down and then up with slow masterful hands.
The wolf was going wild inside and it was everything he could do to keep him in.
They continued to touch and feel learning each other's secrets until he felt her body tighten.
She lifted her hips and slammed them against his hand. He added a second finger then used the heel to run over her hot swollen numb.
Her rhythm was frantic as she raced toward the sweet release he would give her.
As her body climaxed hard she cried out.
Moving quickly he positioned himself at her entrance, removing his hand he held the head of his erection where she was wet with her own juices.
She pressed down demanding he take her.
He lifted her hips and was pleased to watch her open and brace her feet on the mattress.
He plunged hard going all the way the first thrust then withdrew only to do it again and again.
She met each thrust with one of her own. Placing her hands on his shoulders for leverage.
He pounded into her hard and fast. Her body was heaven. A haven for his old tortured soul. The wolf yowled in a song only another would understand.
He could tell she was close by the sounds coming from the back of her throat.
Using his hands he pushed her legs up against her own chest. Her head fell back and loud screams left her mouth as the new position allowed him in even deeper.
She never relented in her quest for release and when it came sending her into a violent swirl of escasty he felt her body milk his until he was yelling his release also.
Collapsing on top of her he waited for his heartbeat to stabilize. She nuzzled his throat with her lips before falling once again back into a peaceful sleep.
When his body stopped shaking he knelt beside her and dressed her slowly still enjoying the sight and feel of her body.
He climbed off the bed and again turned to watch her sleep.
He again embraced the change and sat beside her to watch her sleep.
He turned to leave in need of food for the night.
He would be back the next night.
He didn't hear her sigh as she opened her eyes and watched as he left her bedroom. Breathlessly waiting for his next visit.