the wolf with the red roses
by nightshade
the moon was full and bright as the car drew up silently to the edge of the lake. a single figure stepped out. she was a slender coyote, clad in a long white dress. she stood for a long moment, gazing out over the lake, then undressed, her dress slipping to the ground in a silvery pool. the moonlight shone upon her naked body and she lifted her arms high, her eyes closed, with a blissful smile upon her lips. a small sound came form behind her and she lowered her arms and turned. he was a tall wolf, as naked as she, with a bouqet of red roses in his paw. he held them out to her and she took them with a smile. she inhaled their fragrance and slipped one into her hair just above her left ear. she placed the others on the ground and he took her into his arms, as they kissed deeply. she melted into his embrace and after a moment she slipped away, her tail wagging a bit as she flashed him a mischevious smile. he smiled softly and when she yipped and dashed off along the waters edge he took after her eagerly, his mouth open, his eyes flashing with love and joy.
she ran fast, but not too fast, and soon he caught up to her, tackling her so they half fell into the water with a splash and tangle of limbs. she laughed and splashed at him and he ruffed deeply and leaning down, took her throat into his jaws. she stopped moving, a deep moan coming from her throat as her paws ran down his chest, stroking at his sheath. in moments, his hardness emerged and stiffened, hot and throbbing in her paws. he let her thraot go and she rolled onto her paws and knees, moving up onto the beach a bit, her tail raised high as soft yips of desire came from her throat. he accepted her invitation eagerly and they both groaned as his wolfhood slid deeply into her cunny doggy style. she lowered her head with a whimper at his thickness, as he licked and nipped lightly at the back of her neck. soon he began to move and her claws dug into the sand as she whined, her body quivering under the feel of his cock sliding in and out of her needy depths. her sweet juices dripped round his shaft and he sped up as her scent filled his nostrils. she lowered her chest towards the ground, her breasts heaving as her breathing grew loud and harsh, her cunny muscles quivering. he growled lovingly in her ear and she answered with loud yips then a howling scream as she came, her insides gripping and dancing along his hardness, her fluids washing over him. he lifted his head with a howl of his own as he came with her, his cock jerking hard, jets of wolfsemen surging into the coyote. their voices rose and filled the air, the howls mingling and intertwining even as their bodies did, a different kind of lovemaking.
she sank to the wet sand and he lay over her, locked to her by his knot. they murred and nuzzled, shivering occasionally as she quivered in aftershocks, each time more cum being added to her womb with a twitch of his shaft. after a while, his knot gradually subsided and he slid out of her, provoking a moan from them both. she rolled over and smiled up at him, smiling blissfully. he kissed her softly and licked her nose before walking slowly off into the darkness. she too stood on slightly wobbly legs, and slipped on her dress, idling stroking her cum filled belly. she got into her vehicle and drove off, the only reminders of their time, some odd indentations in the sand, which the water slowly lapped away.
the end
on a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
will he offer me his mouth?
yes
will he offer me his teeth?
yes
will he offer me his jaws?
yes
will he offer me his hunger?
yes
again, will he offer me his hunger?
yes
and will he starve without me?
yes
and does he love me?
yes
on a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
yes
lyrics copyright-meatloaf 1977
-authors note-
this was a nice one to write, a simple little scene with no dialogue, just a moonlit lake and two furres. i wanted to have an air of mystery, to leave the readers wondering who they are and why they met there, but overall its just fun. as to the poem, i was listening to the meatloaf album 'bat out of hell' and this poem just at the beginning of 'hot summer nights' inspired me.