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The Werewolf

Date: 12/27/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cheating, Coercion, Cuckold, Exhibitionism, First Time, Horror, Male / Older Female, Mature, Monster, School, Teen, Virginity, Author: BlackRonin, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

Billy-Ben added, after pondering the matter for a moment. "Maybe," said Jess-Belle. "Or maybe he's just got someone else he wants to spend nights like this with. None of my business. How about you, Billy? Did you have any trouble getting past your ma?" Billy-Ben rubbed the few wispy blond hairs on his chin and said, "Ma's never home on Full Moon Night neither. She's always out..." He stumbled for a second, then said: "She's out working her still." Jess-Belle sat up. "Why Billy...are you telling me your old ma is out moonshining?" Billy-Ben shrugged. "It's the one night ain't nobody's around to catch her." Jess-Belle giggled. Soon she couldn't stop. "Don't you laugh at my ma," Billy-Ben said, but Jess-Belle shook her head between giggles. "It ain't that I'm laughing at her. It's just, well, your ma's stuff really is moonshine, isn't it? Full Moonshine!" And she pitched herself on the ground and laughed as loud as she dared, and in a minute Billy-Ben was laughing too. Then he surprised her by producing a flask from his back pocket. "It's what's left of what she made last Full Moon Night," he said. "I snuck it." "Why you little devil," Jess-Belle said. The polished flask gleamed. She took a sip and it burned all the way down. Billy-Ben reached for it but she pulled it away, teasing. "I don't think you're old enough for this." "I'm almost eighteen," Billy-Ben said, sitting up a little straighter. "Then you can almost have some," Jess-Belle said, tipping the flask a couple ... inches short of him and letting a few silvery drops fall onto the grass. Then she sat on his lap and draped one arm around his neck, dribbling some more of it into his mouth. He licked the burning liquor off his lips. She ran a hand through his hair. "I remember when you were just as little as a Junebug and rambling into my schoolhouse every morning." Her lips were less than an inch from his. She smelled the liquor on his breath. "How long ago was that now, Billy? I know how many years it's been, but how long, really?" "Not sure what you mean..." "It doesn't matter. Look at the moon. You know what it means when it gets full like that? It means there's nowhere else to go. Once it's full it can't get no fuller. That's all there is." She kissed him, tasting the liquor fire in his mouth. Her tongue darted against his. She wondered if he'd ever had a real kiss before. He was handsome, but he'd always been such a shy, bashful child that it would take an awfully determined mountain girl to get a kiss out of him. They lingered like this for a few seconds ,and then the sound of something stirring in the brush made them both stop. Billy-Ben drew his arms tighter around her. "What's that?" "Some critter." A branch snapped and something shuffled through dry pine needles. Billy-Ben swallowed. "What if it's the werewolf?" "There is no werewolf." "Course there ain't. ...but what if it's the werewolf anyhow?" Jess-Belle squinted but couldn't see whatever was out there. So she threw her head back ...