Chapter 10

In deference to the mourning of Elger and Holly, the rest of us put off introducing Elger to the joys of sex when one has the stamina of a werewolf. However, the next night was different. We had camped at a convenient place along the road, and were ready to go to bed as soon as we had cleaned up after supper. Orda put the children to bed, since it was her turn, but she joined us all in the one big bed as soon as the children were down.

There is no doubt, we need a bigger bed if we are all going to sleep in one bed at the same time. On the other hand, this bed was big enough for our sexercise. We were all naked, as it was our usual practice to sleep that way. We were all belligerently heterosexual, so my wives were interested spectators as I serviced one of them. Elger was somewhat reticent to join in on the fun, at first. None of the others were the least bit bashful and were ready the moment I was. I let the women set the order of their turns with me; that way I managed to stay out of trouble.

As a concession to the others still waiting their turn, each wife limited herself to five orgasms. Part of the fun was hearing the other wives counting out the orgasms as they happened. I usually limited myself to one orgasm per woman in order to make certain that I lasted long enough to get me through each one. I did often relax this rule and came twice on the last woman in the chain. My idea was to make this some compensation for making her wait to be last.

Elger finally screwed up her courage enough to join in, and I took her in the manner she was most comfortable with. She lay on her back with her knees and feet in the air. My first run through the wives was in this conventional manner, because we wanted to calm Elger down and show her that she was in no danger of being forced or harmed. I finished with Elger when she surprised herself by having her fifth orgasm, something that had never before happened to her.

My second pass through the cycle with my wives was going to be more adventurous. I asked Trudy, who was first in line, what she wanted. "Please take me in wolf-fashion. That's something I've never done before, and I want to try it."

That sounded kind of weird to me, but I agreed to try it, if she was serious. Trudy got on her hands and knees and stuck her ass in the air. I got behind her on my knees and pushed my cock into her soaking wet cunt. I began to pump into her and she rocked back to me in rhythm. We went ahead like that for a few humps and suddenly I was fucking a wolf. To me, it felt no different than a human pussy would have felt. I continued like that for a while and shifted to wolf form myself.

I didn't feel that much change, but I was surprised when Trudy shifted back to human form while I was still a wolf. She gasped, "It feels entirely different as a wolf, but not nearly as good as it does as a woman. Please, Vilkatas, switch back to human form; I like it so much better that way."

I shifted back, and Trudy had her first orgasm almost immediately. It didn't take her long to experience her other four, so I came and pulled out to get ready for the next of my loving wives. The rest of the evening, Trudy went on about how it was so much better, human to human, that she would never again consider taking a wolf shape during sex. The other three women shifted to test her words, and they all agreed with her, so that was the end of that experiment. Actually, I was happier with the human to human combination, so I just shut up and let the women assume that they had won some sort of argument.

We traveled for three weeks in a generally easterly direction, going with whichever seemed to be the best road. One afternoon, we came to a very large stone bridge which was ideal for us to use to cross a deep river channel. Jonga was driving at that moment, and she had not even slowed down before entering the approach to the bridge.

Once our cart was fully on the bridge, there arose from the water below a monstrous creature somewhat in the shape of a man, except that he had to be around 20 feet tall and bulked in proportion. His skin was light green, in a very bilious shade. His face was almost humanoid, except that his skin was very bumpy, as if he had rocks under the surface. He had a monster club over his shoulder, and he was completely naked.

"You are crossing my bridge, and I demand that you pay a toll."

I asked, "Very well, we are willing to pay a reasonable toll to use this fine bridge. How much do we owe you?"

"Usually, I collect five gold pieces for a cart as large as yours, but I feel in a generous mood. Give me one of your children for my supper, and I will call it an even exchange."

I whispered to Jonga, "Hurry and get us off the bridge."

She sped up, but before I could say or do anything else, Orda shouted, "NEVER!", and switched into werewolf form. She launched herself from the cart seat directly at the ogre's face; it looked like she intended to bite down on his nose. The ogre was amazingly quick; he swatted her away while she was in mid-flight. The blow was hard enough to cave in her ribs on her left side and to fling her clear across the river so that she landed on the other side. She was going to be incapacitated for the 15 seconds or so it took for her to heal herself, but that didn't keep the rest of us from acting.

Trudy, Elger, and I changed to wolves and jumped at the ogre. We all managed to clamp our jaws down on some part of his body, but this hardly seemed to phase him. None of the places we had bitten were in critical areas, I had hold of him on his right forearm, Trudy had his left chest just under his nipple, and Elger had hold of his right side just above his hip.

It was obvious that we were puncturing his skin because foul-tasting blood had begun to flow out of the bite marks; nevertheless, the ogre did not show any sign of pain or other discomfort. I guess that Trudy was the easiest to reach, because the ogre grabbed her in his left hand and pulled her loose from his chest. She pulled a great plug of flesh away as she was jerked free; she spit it out and tried to bite the ogre's hand, but she could not reach him. He threw her on the river bank near where Orda was lying, then he turned his attention to me.

I was biting down on his right forearm near his wrist and trying to reach the bone. It was hard to get any leverage, since I was hanging in the air, so I could not anchor myself with my feet. The result was that I could not put the normal amount of force into my bite, but I was still working on it when I felt myself jerked away from his wrist by his left hand and thrown to the ground. As with Trudy, this pulled a plug of flesh away, but the ogre did not seem to be bothered by the wound.

The hold that Elger had on his hip was in a place not easily reached by his left hand, so he took his club in his left hand and used his right to pull her loose, just as he had done with the rest of us. She, too, took a plug of flesh and skin with her as she was pulled free.

The ogre looked like he was going to try to squeeze Elger to mush before throwing her away, so I jumped to my feet and launched myself at his right hamstring. I knew that the ogre could not kill Elger, but he could put her out of the fight for some time if we did nothing, so I had to attack. I went after his leg instead of his arm because I thought that I had a better chance of gaining purchase with my legs and feet if I had the larger surface of his leg to work against.

By this time, Orda had recovered. She saw what I was doing and jumped for the ogre's right knee, apparently with a similar strategy in mind. The two of us working on the same leg finally caused him to take more action. The ogre jumped out of the water to land on the river bank near where Trudy was recovering.