Message-ID: <14758eli$9808281601@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Diana Svensson Subject: Man or Beast, 2/2 (FM?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980825155435.7162.rocketmail@send101.yahoomail.com> (If you're not supposed to read about sex, go away. See part one for full disclaimer.) Man or Beast, part 2 of 2 (By Diana (diana_svensson@yahoo.com)) Emily was dreaming. She was flying through the forest, towards the mountains. It was quite dark now, and she couldn't see the sun. Trees and bushes swished by at high speeds to either side, the wind was howling in her face . . . She turned over and soaked in the warmth of the fireplace. The crackling sound of the burning embers was very comforting. How lucky she was to have this cabin with this lovely open fireplace. She opened her eyes. Emily gasped and sat up with a start. She wasn't in the cabin. She was in some sort of cave, with a fireplace, and she wasn't alone. Hunched down next to the fire was a naked man. He was very muscular, very hairy, and had a really wild look about him. Emily looked up at his face and saw his blue eyes. Suddenly it all came back to her - the hunter, Jack, and that creature, that beast with the bright blue, human eyes. Emily screamed. She tried to crawl backwards, away from the monster, but behind her was solid rock. Trembling with fear she looked up at him - he looked hurt. She had expected to see anger in his eyes, but there was only sadness and pain. "Shit, I don't want to upset this . . . thing," she thought to herself, and tried hard to seem less frightened. It wasn't easy though, with the image of that monstrous creature ripping Jack to pieces still fresh in her mind. She wondered why it had killed Jack and not her. Emily flinched as the man stood up. He was holding something in his hands, arms stretched out towards her, like he was going to give it to her. Slowly he came closer, averting his gaze from her. Emily relaxed a little, she didn't think he was going to hurt her. He got to within a meter of her, then stopped and held out his offering. Emily took it. It was a sort of plate, made out of some big, green leaf. On it were berries, mushrooms, a few smaller leafs, some sort of root and a piece of grilled meat. Emily realized how hungry she was, her stomach was practically screaming at her. She eyed the food suspiciously, then looked up at the man. He made a nodding motion with his head and sat down. Emily picked up one of the berries from her plate and put it in her mouth - it tasted heavenly. In a blink of an eye she forgot all her suspicions about the food - and that she was sitting in a cave with a monster she had seen kill a man - and dug in. She stuffed her mouth with berries and mushrooms, and sank her teeth into the meat - it tasted very gamy, and the lack of seasoning surprised her sense of taste, but it wasn't bad. Emily ate and ate, scooping up food with her hands, unloading it into her mouth and chewing noisily. When she finally looked up the man was looking at her with a weak smile on his lips. "Emily," he said. Emily looked surprised, "You . . . you can speak?" He looked down, "Yes." Emily sat quietly for a moment then asked, "Do you have a name?" He seemed a little confused, like he hadn't quite understood the question, but answered, "Daniel." "Daniel?" Emily was surprised again. She hadn't really expected him to have a name, much less something ordinary like Daniel. But she was feeling less scared now. Daniel seemed kind and gentle enough, even shy. "Well, thanks for the food, Daniel, I needed that," she continued. "You're welcome." Emily didn't know what to say next. She was afraid she would say something stupid and anger him, and that would probably be a very bad thing to do. She had to get out of here somehow, away from this creature, back to her cabin, then back to the city. Daniel looked at her, "Are you afraid of me?" "No . . . I mean . . . uh . . . should I be?" "I won't hurt you." "Like you hurt that hunter, Jack? That was you, wasn't it?" Emily blurted out, regretting her words right away. "Yes, that was me." "Why?" "Because he was going to hurt you," Daniel said, looked away and continued, "I've been watching you since you got here." "You have?" Emily was feeling faint. This creature had been watching her for three days? She gasped. "The pond?" "Yes," Daniel answered with an embarrassed look on his face. Emily was embarrassed, too. He had seen her naked, playing with herself. She blushed. They both sat quietly for a long while, Daniel obviously feeling uncomfortable about having spied on her. He stood up, again making Emily jerk back. "I'll be right back, wait here," he said and walked away from Emily and the fire. "This is my chance," Emily thought, but found she didn't dare get up and try to run away. If he caught her she would be in trouble for sure, and she had no idea where she was, or where she could go. She surveyed the cave. The roof was high enough for a tall person to stand straight, and the walls seemed a little too smooth to be natural. Could it be a mine? She didn't think so, since the cave seemed to end just behind her back. The smoke from the fire drifted away in the same direction Daniel had walked off. She sighed, and then almost laughed at the surreal situation she was in. She looked into the fire. Daniel didn't stay gone for long. He was back within a couple of minutes. He looked pleased when he saw she hadn't moved. "Here," he said and handed her a glass bottle containing some clear liquid. Emily unscrewed the cap and took a swig. It was cool, fresh water. She drank deeply, enjoying the water that tasted so much better than the stuff she got out of the tap back home in the city. When she had drained half of the bottle she replaced the cap and sat it down next to her on the floor. "Thanks," she said and looked at him. She had been too afraid to really look at him before, but now she felt more relaxed and looked him over intently. He was quite handsome. It was hard to tell his age, but she estimated he was about 35. His face was attractive in a rugged sort of way. His wild, dark hair looked full of life, and his bright blue eyes were expressive and incredibly intense. His body was rippling with tough looking muscles. His muscular chest was covered by a thick mat of hair, which thinned out down towards his abdomen. Emily's eyes drifted lower. "Oh, my, God!" a voice in her mind exclaimed, as her gaze landed on the limp penis dangling between his legs. To say that he was well endowed would be an understatement. Emily couldn't help but stare. Suddenly a hand obstructed her view. She looked up and saw an embarrassed look on David's face, evidently he had seen where she was looking. He was blushing, and it looked mighty strange on his masculine face. Emily blushed too, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare. Why don't you wear any clothes?" "Well . . . I've never really had anyone around before, and they get in the way when . . ." "When you transform?" Emily finished. "Yes," he admitted, after a short pause. "What are . . . uh, I mean, who are you?" David smiled another weak smile and asked, "What do you think I am?" Emily hesitated, it wasn't that she was afraid of how he would react anymore, she was afraid of admitting to herself that she really thought he was . . . "A werewolf?" she said out loud. "Yes, that is what I am. A werewolf, a shape shifter, a lycanthrope." Emily was starting to forget about her fears by now; she was fascinated and very curious. "So . . . you turn into a wolf?" "Not quite. I turn into something in between man and wolf. I . . . I still walk on my hind legs, and . . ." he paused, "God, I've never talked to anyone human about this before." He looked as if he was about to start crying. "I'm sorry, if you don't want to talk about this . . ." "No, I do," he interrupted, "it's just that it's been so long since I've talked to anyone about anything." He had a very sad look on his face. Emily saw the pain in his eyes; she wished she could do something to ease it, but she didn't know how. She thought for a moment, then asked, "How did you become . . . what you are?" "I didn't," he answered, "I was born this way. It's not like in the movies; you don't become a werewolf by being bitten by one. Both my mother and father were werewolves. It's like a genetic disease; you inherit it from your parents" Movies? Genetic disease? Emily thought this man looked far too much like a savage to know about such things. Like he could read her mind he smiled and said, "I haven't always been living out here. In my youth I lived with my parents in the city. I even went to school like an ordinary kid." "But . . . how? People didn't know about . . ." "No, of course not. It's not too hard to keep it a secret. I mean, can you tell by looking at me that I'm not a normal human being?" "Well . . ." "Imagine me with clothes on," he smiled. "No, I guess not. But . . . what would you do when there was a full moon?" Daniel laughed, a nice warm laugh, "Now there's another thing from those movies. The full moon doesn't affect me in any way. You didn't see a full moon tonight, did you? The . . . transformation takes place when I want it to take place, most of the time anyway." "Most of the time?" Emily asked, feeling a tingle of nervousness curse through her body. "Yes. Sometimes, when I become very angry or scared, I will change against my will. But relax, that hardly ever happens anymore. It was worse when I was younger." He gave her a friendly smile, "Besides, even if I did change, I wouldn't hurt you." "Okay, I believe you," Emily said and smiled at him. Daniel opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it. The he opened it again and said, "You are very beautiful." Emily blushed, her smile broadening, and said, "Thank you, you're quite . . ." then she stopped and blushed deeper. What the heck was this? Exchanging compliments with a werewolf? "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to . . ." Daniel began saying. "No, it's okay, that was a sweet thing to say, thank you," Emily interrupted and kept blushing. Changing the subject, she asked, "So, why do you live here now?" Daniel's smile disappeared from his face. "I had to move away from the city. My . . . my parents were both killed." His head sank and he stared at the ground. "Oh Daniel, I'm so sorry," Emily said, reached out and took Daniel's hand in hers. Daniel looked up, surprised. There were tears in his eyes, but he smiled and squeezed her hand gently, "It was a long time ago now. I was just a boy when our flock got into a conflict with another. We were defeated, and, as far as I know, I was the only one who got away. I've been living here ever since." "Flock? Does that mean there are many like you out there?" "Not that many, but I am far from the only werewolf in the world. We seldom live alone, like I do. I am an outcast, because I belong to a defeated flock." "But can't you go live with some other flock?" "No, they wouldn't accept me. We seem to be extremely suspicious and hostile towards strangers by nature. The males don't want the competition of a new male in their flock. The pecking order of a flock is very emphasized, and I wouldn't fit in. I am quite strong, and my status in a flock would be in accordance with that. That means I am a threat to the high-ranking males in the flock, so they would unite against me and either drive me away or kill me. In a way I am free, since I don't have to concern myself with the strict social rules of flock life." "But you must be lonely . . ." "Yes, lonely I am," he looked into her eyes, "but you're here now." Emily wondered what that was supposed to mean. Did he expect her to stay with him? "I guess I am . . . but why? What do you want with me?" Daniel sat thinking for a while then answered, "I'm not sure. Please know I will not hold you here against your will. If you want I will take you back to the cabin and leave you there." Emily felt relieved. Maybe she would get out of this mess alive after all. "I guess I became fascinated with you from the moment I first saw you," he continued, "I heard your car when you drove up to the cabin, and I went to check who the visitor was. I was very surprised to find it was a beautiful woman, and that she was alone." "I saw you sitting on that bench in front of the house, with the most blissful look on your face. You looked like you had seen heaven. You just sat there, watching, as I watched you. To me you seemed just as amazing as the miracles of nature must have seemed to you that first day." "When you finally stepped inside, I sneaked up to where you had been sitting. Our sense of smell is very sensitive, and I could feel your scent. A lot of human women tend to wear far too much perfume for our sensitive noses, but you wore just the right amount - just barely discernable from the background smells and the scent of woman." "I stayed by the house all night, wanting to be close to you, this amazing person that had come to my realm. That night I decided I was going to keep watch over you during the remainder of your stay. I could almost pretend it was with your safety in mind I made that decision, but really, all I wanted was to be close to you." "And when you came out the next morning I fell in love with you. Your long, beautiful hair was down, and you were only wearing your robe. You were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. And then . . . well, you know what happened next. I was watching you from the tree line and, God, I wanted you so much. I tried to sneak closer. I could hear you . . . and then you felt my presence, and I got all nervous and started backing away, you must have heard me." "I was devastated. I thought I had really scared you and ruined your time here. Then you came back out and got your robe and your shoes. What a relief! I kept my distance during the rest of the day, not wanting to scare you again." "This morning I saw you packing your backpack and head out. I followed you. When you started going the wrong way I had the strongest urge to reveal myself and show you the right direction. But I knew that would probably scare you. I kept hoping you would find your own way home. Then you got to that dead-end trail, that's when I decided I'd have to help you out. You heard me and started running." "When that man found you I was relieved. I thought he would show you the way, and everything would be okay, but then I noticed that something was wrong. The next second you were fighting. I went berserk and . . ." Emily had sat quite during his entire recount. She was moved, and flattered by the things he had said about her. When Daniel's voice trailed off she shook her head, as if to clear it, and asked, "And then you took me here?" "Yes." "And where is this place?" "Far away from your cabin, in those mountains you seem so fascinated with." "Really?" "Yes, really. Would you like to see them up close?" "Oh, yes please," Emily smiled broadly. "Come on then," Daniel said and stood up. Emily started to get up, and noticed how weak her legs felt. She got to her feet and staggered towards Daniel. He looked at her and said, "I'll carry you." "Okay," Emily replied and slumped into his arms. He picked her up effortlessly and cradled her. Emily felt the warmth of his naked body through her clothes. Somehow it didn't bother her that he was in the nude. Daniel carried her out of the cave. It was completely dark now, but the sky was full of glimmering stars and a half-moon was shining brightly. He turned, offering her a view of the enormous mountain from which they had just emerged. "Oh!" Emily gasped. "Quite breathtaking, isn't it?" Daniel asked in a low voice. "Oh, yes, it's magnificent," Emily replied. Without really thinking she tightened her grip around his neck and leaned her head against his strong shoulder. Daniel turned his gaze from the mountains to her. She looked up into his eyes. Daniel moved his head towards hers and put his lips on hers. Emily pulled away from the kiss, and looked accusingly at him. "I'm sorry! I don't know what got into me!" he apologized. At first Emily didn't answer, her expression changed to a sweet smile and she said, "Don't be sorry. Do it again!" And Daniel did. Their lips met in a tender, gentle kiss. Emily could hardly believe what was happening, but she liked it. When they finally broke the kiss Daniel whispered, "I must be dreaming." Emily almost started laughing. "*You* must be dreaming? Here I am, kissing a werewolf, you don't suppose *I* could be the one dreaming?" They both laughed. Then Daniel took on a serious tone and said, "well, not many people ever get to kiss a werewolf, but I'm sure even fewer get to kiss someone as amazing as you." Emily blushed, "Thank you . . . you know, for a werewolf you're awfully sweet." "I try," Daniel said, grinning. "Would you like to go back inside?" "Yes, I think I would." Emily looked into his eyes and smiled. Daniel carried Emily back into the cave, sat her down on a thick, brown fell, and knelt in front of her. He took one of her little hands in his big hand, brought it to his lips and softly kissed each of the four knuckles on it, then he looked up and asked, "Will you be my guest here tonight?" "Yes," she breathed. Daniel inched closer to her, then leaned forward and kissed her. This kiss started out just like the previous, soft and gentle, but it quickly grew more intense. Soon Emily parted her lips, accepting Daniel's tongue into her. Their tongues danced a slow dance in the miniature ballroom of her mouth. Daniel's hands moved around Emily's back, pressing her tightly against him. Daniel broke the kiss and looked deeply into her eyes, caressing her cheek with the back of his hand. "Even your taste is delightful," he whispered. Emily's heart was melting rapidly and - it seemed - running through her body down to her opening - for it was starting to fill with warm fluids. She didn't say anything; she just beckoned him to kiss her again with her eyes. He did. This time it was Emily's turn go exploring with her tongue. As she probed into his mouth she let her hands roam over his naked body. Emily pulled back. She swiftly removed her sweater and the T-shirt she was wearing under it, then gently pushed David away from her so that she could stand up and get out of her jeans. Daniel sat back, watching, as she took off everything but her bra and panties. "Would you like to do the honors?" she asked, indicating her underwear. "I would," Daniel answered and stood up. He embraced her and reached behind her back for the clasp of her bra. After a few seconds of struggling, it came off. Daniel pressed her against him, her warm breasts mashing into his chest, her erect nipples poking him. He planted dozens of kisses on her face - forehead, eyebrow, eyelid, nose, lips, and cheek. He continued down from her cheek to her neck, causing Emily to shudder, then to the top of her shoulder and her collarbone. His trail of kisses kept going lower, to the upper swell of her left breast. He paused there for a moment, then took the nipple between his lips and sucked gently, drawing a moan from Emily's lips. His hand went to her other breast, cupping it and pinching the nipple with his fingers. Emily was tremendously turned on. The crotch of her cotton panties was getting moist from her lubrication. She let out little mewling noises as Daniel worked on her breasts. Soon she could not bear to wait any longer. She put her hands on top of Daniel's head and pushed it downwards. Daniel planted a new trail of kisses, down her chest, then her belly - paying extra attention to her bellybutton - and finally along the top line of her panties. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and looked up at her. She whispered, "Yes, take them off," in a husky voice. He slipped her panties down around her feet, revealing her bush of dark pubic hair. She stepped out of them, spreading her legs a little in the process. Daniel leaned in closer and drew in a long breath through his nose - then he dove right in. He kissed and sucked on her nether lips, licking between them and pushing his tongue inside her opening. Emily's already weak and trembling legs rapidly got even weaker. When his tongue brushed over her clitoris she just couldn't stand any longer. She slumped down on the fell. Daniel followed her down, still licking her. Her hips were bucking weakly against his face. "Oh, that is so good," Emily managed between a moan and a gasp, "but I want you inside of me, now." Daniel removed his face from between her legs and got into position on top of her. Emily could feel his throbbing erection brush against her thigh. She spread her legs wide apart, inviting him to penetrate her. He reached down between their bodies and guided the head of his manhood to her opening. He pushed. Emily gasped as Daniel's cock entered her. It felt huge. She relaxed as best she could, and he kept pushing. Soon he was buried to the hilt inside of her. Emily had never felt so filled in her entire life - it was exquisite. They maintained that position for a little while, then Emily hissed, "Fuck me." Daniel slowly withdrew from her, leaving Emily with a feeling of emptiness. When he was almost all the way out he stopped and started pushing in again. He did this a couple of times, then struck up a slow and steady rhythm. They kissed, eagerly sucking on each other's tongues. Emily moaned into Daniel's mouth. Her vaginal muscles were already clenching in reaction to the stimulation. Daniel repositioned himself and started increasing the tempo of his thrusting. Emily closed her eyes, letting herself climb towards climax. Her hands went around his neck and down his furry back. With a start she realized the fur was growing thicker by the second. Her eyes flew open. She could clearly see the changes in his face. His jaw was extending, merging with his nose, his muscled body seemed to grow even more hard muscles, and lots more hair. His bright blue eyes remained the same, burning with lust. Emily thought she was going to die. She opened her mouth to scream out in terror, but the cry that came out was one of ecstasy, as her orgasm exploded wildly. The sudden fear she had felt when she found that Daniel was changing was being replaced by something else. She was actually becoming even more turned on. Snarling and growling Daniel started fucking her faster and faster. Emily had hardly recovered from her first orgasm when the second one came thundering down on her. Her mouth was wide open and her scream of intense pleasure pulsated like a siren from his hard thrusts. Daniel was slamming in and out of her at an insane pace. Emily didn't think she could take much more of this. Her back arched to the point of breaking, her breathing was labored and shuddery and she was starting to feel faint. Daniel just kept going, faster yet, if nothing else. Emily was rocketing towards her third orgasm when Daniel's thrusting finally became jerky and his body seemed to stiffen up. He came with a roar. Emily wasn't sure whether she was feeling relieved or disappointed - she was so close to climax. But Daniel didn't stop. He kept coming and coming, still thrusting wildly. Emily could feel spurt after spurt of hot fluid shoot into her. Then she was coming again. She couldn't even scream out this time, all that came out was a choked gasp. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets, and she left her body behind, going out into the darkness of unconsciousness for the second time that night. When she came to her senses Daniel was lying next her, panting, looking at her with a worried expression on his face. She smiled at him. He looked relieved and smiled back. He had begun changing back, and looked more human than wolf. Emily snuggled up to him and pressed her face against his hairy chest. She felt totally fulfilled and utterly drained. It didn't take long before she was sleeping like a log. When she woke up the next day, Daniel was sitting beside to her on the fell, softly stroking her hair. She smiled and decided that, against all odds, and despite of the bad things that had happened to her over the last 24 hours, her vacation had just become even better. END -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----