Chapter 7

Karen hadn't yet decided what sort of animal she wanted to fuck and suck with, nor whether she preferred quantity or quality, but at the zoo she could pick and choose from a wide selection. She was window-shopping now, moving slowly down the path that wound past the enclosures. She could see well enough. The moon was bright, and there was subdued night lighting along the path. But when she moved into the occasional shadow between enclosures, she felt as if her sexy body was so hot that her flesh was glowing in the darkness.

Karen had been horny as hell when she first came to the zoo, her sexual appetites whetted by her session with Rover, but now, after sucking off her brother and ignoring her own needs, she was really smoldering. Her cunt felt like the crater of a volcano about to erupt, and the pussy juice that seeped down her thighs brushed together moistly and her cunt squished juicily. She drew her skirt up above her waist to enjoy the sensation of the cool night breeze wafting over her steaming pussy. Her thighs parted slightly. The fragrance of her aroused fuckbox was carried on the breeze, wafting through the enclosures. All down the line, male beasts began to sniff and snort and howl.

Karen smiled in anticipation. She walked on, her skirt held up, gazing at potential animal lovers. She lingered for a long moment at the lion's cage. The thought of getting fucked by a lion was a real turn-on. But his claws looked menacing, and she knew it would be dangerous; the love play of a lion might leave her loins in shreds.

Moving on, she looked into the sunken enclosure that held the grizzly bear. He looked even more dangerous than the lion, she thought. Bears were omnivores, as well, and she shuddered at the thought of a grizzly bear giving her head, starting at her crotch with all good intentions and then, getting the taste for it, literally eating her.

The ostrich looked potent enough, but she couldn't see his prick nestled in all the feathers and plumage, and she passed him by too.

Then she came to the wolf den.

The enclosure was large, containing a pack of the wild beasts and Karen could see furtive grey shapes flitting around in the rocks and caves of their natural environment. But three of the massive, shaggy brutes had come up to the wire fence and were pressing their noses against the strands, their wicked yellow eyes fixed on the radiant, fragrant interloper.

Karen gazed back, trembling. The wolves looked a great deal like her own Alsatian doggy--not really frightening like the lion or the grizzly bear. Karen had heard, too, that wolves were not dangerous to humans, that they would flee from a human rather than attack. Well, maybe a human with a gun, she amended. From the interest with which the brutes gazed at her, she knew damned well they would not run away from a woman with a hot pussy. She walked on a few strides, swinging her ass and hips. The grey brutes trotted along the other side of the wire fence, keeping level with her. As they moved in sinuous profile, Karen could see that their pricks were starting to get long and hard. She halted again. The wolves snarled and snapped at each other, but more from habit than threat--all three were concentrating on Karen.

But they were kind of scary, with their yellow eyes and their gleaming white fangs, and she hesitated. But those three shaggy cocks and the triple set of cum filled balls intrigued the horny girl. She had been wishing that she could fuck and suck with two or three dogs at the same time when she had been enjoying Rover's single prick, and a wolf was a lot like a dog--hung, if anything, even heavier.

Karen hunkered down to get a better look at those wolf cocks. With her legs parted and her loins level with their muzzles, the aroma of her heated cunt drove the beasts wild. They howled mournfully, nostrils flaring, eyes gleaming like smoldering sulfur. Their long, useful-looking tongues slurped from their jowls. Their cocks were long and thick, the stalks shaggy, but the prick-knobs flaring out in thick red slabs of naked cockmeat. Karen's mouth watered at the sight. Her pussy rippled and gushed. She looked at their balls and trembled at the thought of all the bestial fuckjuice loaded in the swollen sacs.

In the dim background, other grey shapes slid about. Karen guessed they must be females, not drawn to her by the scent of hot pussy. For a moment she worried that a she-wolf might resent having a human bitch fucking and sucking with the males. But that was silly, she decided. Dumb animals didn't have the capacity for emotions such as jealousy.

She reached down and spread her cunt folds open. The three male wolves rumbled and yelped. Their black nostrils flared, and the angry red knobs of their stiff pricks flared, too, as if those meaty slabs were inhaling her aroma. At the sight of all that throbbing cockmeat, Karen whimpered with desire--and made up her mind.

She drew her tight blouse off over her head, then unfastened her short skirt and let it slide down her long, shapely legs. As usual, she was not wearing bra or panties, and now she stood naked except for her shoes. She didn't want to get her clothing dirty as she cavorted on the ground, nor to have it soiled by errant fuckjuice that missed her mouth or cunt; besides, fucking was more exciting when a girl was stark naked.

She hesitated for a moment, but not with any last moment doubts or inhibitions. Karen was determined to get fucked by the wolf pack. She fitted her foot in the strands of wire and began to climb. Her belly was against the fence as she clambered up and the horny wolves began to lap ravenously at her hairy cunt mound and tense thighs as she scaled the barrier. They yelped as they slurped. She was gratified to find no evidence of sharp teeth in all those slobbering caresses. She reached the top of the fence, out of reach of their tongues. The three wolves sat back on their haunches, as if about to bay at the moon.

She giggled, thinking of the Aesop fable about the fox and the grapes. They were staring up at her cunt, framed in the moonlight, longing for it--and there would be no sour grapes tonight. Karen's pussy was not about to be out of reach much longer. She swayed, sitting on the top strand of the fence. Her dark pubic triangle seemed spread like pitch on her white belly in the moonlight. Lower down, her pink cunt gash was open and streaming.

The wolves' tongues dripped with saliva. As they sat back on their haunches, their pricks were aimed up at her like field artillery trained on her open, juicy target, ready to bombard her with their fluid shot in a furious barrage.

Karen slid slowly down the inside of the fence. The wolves backed away, haunches down, furtive and slinking. She knelt on the ground, lips parted, thighs open. Her green eyes glowed as wildly as their yellow orbs. The brutes sniffed. There was no scent of danger, only the welcoming, compelling fragrance of a bitch in heat.

Moving in, they began to circle her, wary but hungry. Karen dropped down onto all fours, her dark head lowered and her heart-shaped ass hiked upwards. They flitted around their juicy prey. Then the boldest, a massive grey brute, darted in. His wet tongue took a slurping lap up between her legs. Karen shuddered. The wolf darted away again, his tongue lolling out. But now he knew for certain that there was only pleasure here, that the human bitch brought no danger. The delicious flavor of her steaming pussy sparked on his tastebuds, and her fragrance filled his nostrils. He bounded in again and began to slap his long tongue up into her soaking cunt.

Cuntjuice sprayed out as his tongue whipped into her smoldering pussy. It drove the other two wolves wild. Encouraged by their companion's success, they moved in. They began to lap at her ass and tits. Karen moaned and whimpered, swaying on hands and knees, caressed by long, rasping tongues from all sides. Slobber flowed all over her, dripping from her hanging tits, drenching her nipples, seeping into the taut crack of her ass. One frantic beast began to lap at her face and neck. Karen sucked his slobbering tongue into her mouth, and reaching under him, grasped the iron-hard rod of his prick.

The wolf went rigid, quivering, as he felt a human hand enclose his hot cock for the first time. Karen began to whine with need as she felt the shaggy stalk throb and pound in her grip. She could barely span the great breadth. She slowly frigged him, pushing back towards his balls, then pulling up to his naked red prickknob.

The first wolf was still lapping at her pussy, going cunt-crazy as he tongued her delicious slit. The third was darting about in a frenzy, lapping tit and ass and hip. Karen shook her ass, grinding her foamy crotch back on the wolf's muzzle.

She was desperate to get stuffed full of meat now. She wished she could take on all three wolves at the same time--in mouth, cunt and asshole. But she didn't see quite how she could choreograph such a three-way link-up. It was easy enough to take three men that way, she knew, having done it, but with the four-legged beasts it would be awkward. One of the horny animals would have to wait his turn.

Still holding a wolf prick in front of her, she reached back between her legs with her free hand. She felt around in her groin, fingering the other wolf's tongue as it slapped into her pussy. Then she hiked back and reached under the brute, grasping him by the prick. As the first one had, the beast went stiff and rigid, waiting for the next step in this mysterious mingling of the species.

Karen tugged on his prick.

The savage brute lowered his haunches, his cock angled up through her fist. She tugged again. Sudden comprehension dawned on the wild beast. He sprang up, mounting her ass. Pressed down under his virile vital bulk, Karen moaned. The mighty creature felt much more powerful than her dog, and more potent. His cock was thicker, and as she stroked back to the hilt, his balls felt bigger. The horny girl gasped and gurgled in anticipation of having her fuck hole stuffed full of that thundering fuck meat and hosed with his slime.

She dragged his prick down into her crotch. It was like trying to bend a crowbar. But the brute understood now, and lowered his hindquarters so that Karen could pull the head of his cock into her pussy. She turned her wrist, churning her creamy bowl with the fat ladle of his cockhead. Cuntjuice streamed down his hairy prick, matting the shaggy sheath. He pushed half of his naked cock into her flooded cunt and her cuntlips sucked on the welcome intruder.

She pulled another inch of wolf prick up her twat, then drew her hand away, knowing that the wise creature of the wilderness would know what to do now that his prick was on the right track.

His grip clamped tightly around her hipbones. His powerful haunches tensed. The brute howled, his big head ducking up and down over her shaking ass. His prick-knob flared, spreading the folds of her fuckslot open.

Then the wolf slammed his prick into her cunthole, burying the smoking hot fuckrod to the roots.

He started to hump, but Karen grasped his balls, holding him steady, every inch of his lovely big prick stuck up her fuck tunnel.

She wanted to get everything into position before the fucking began, completely abandoned now to her depraved desires, lusting for wolf cock at both ends. She still held a shaggy cock in front of her. Now she tightened her grip and pulled that sweet prick toward her face. The wolf yelped in confusion. Mounting a bitch from behind was logical to the dumb brute, but he didn't know about the pleasures of a human girl's mouth.

Karen hiked her ass higher, feeling the massive hunk of wolf cock ripple in her fuckhole. She sank down, her head bobbing lower, her chin brushing the ground. Her tongue slid across her trembling lips and her mouth opened into a wet, welcoming oval.

The wolf twisted his head, neck arching. Gazing down past his heaving flank, he saw the shape of her warm, wet mouth positioned under his belly. A gleam flared in his yellow eyes, reflecting the moonlight. No she-wolf had ever given him a blowjob, and it was an unknown quantity--yet no bitch wolf had ever frigged his cock in her paw that way, either! Her hot breath billowed over the even hotter head of his thundering cock. The fuckrod jerked and jolted in her fist. Karen squirmed lower, thrusting her head out. Her open mouth was only inches away from his smoking hot meat.

The wolf tensed, muscle and sinew rippling through his powerful form. Then he suddenly bounced up, mounting the girl around the head and shoulders, just as his companion was mounted on her ass. His forepaws hooked under her arms, hauling her towards his loins. His red cockhead loomed up in front of her excited face. Karen could feel the heat of the naked prickmeat pass over her chin.

The wolf humped, and Karen's lips parted wide. The slick head of his cock slid into her mouth. The brute howled at the mysterious, magical sensation. Karen gurgled hungrily, sucking on his throbbing prick. Wolf cock was muskier and gamier than dog cock, and the mouthful was so fucking delicious that she was going wild. She drooled heavily, her mouth filling with saliva, the wolf's cockhead jerking around in the slobber. A drop of wolf spunk oozed from his parted cleft and Karen wailed as she tasted it--and yearned for the creamy load from his bestial balls.

Mounted on the horny girl at both ends, the two massive brutes gazed at each other along the deep arch of her back. They were sharing this mysterious and wonderful experience, sharing this juicy prey as they had often shared a kill. But killing was the furthest thought from their minds now. Their tongues hung out and they slobbered over her ass and shoulders. Their flanks heaved and rippled. Both beasts stood steady, waiting for the woman to set the pace and make the rules. It was a human game they were playing.

Karen squirmed, grinding her fuckhole back so that she had every precious inch of wolf cock in her. Her lips slid farther down the hairy mouthful at the other end, taking the naked knob deep into her gullet, gagging and gasping as it jammed her throat.