The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow across the forest. Daddy Wolf stood on the outskirts of his burrow, his fur bristling with the scent of something unusual. The leaves crunched under his paws as he took a step forward, his sharp eyes scanning the underbrush for any signs of disturbance. For a brief moment, he paused, tilting his head to listen. In the distance, a soft rustling grew louder, and his daughters' playful yips grew more urgent.
He recognized the scent immediately—it was the time of the season when his daughters would go into heat. The primal instincts that had been dormant within him for months began to stir. His ears perked up, and his tail swished with a mix of excitement and duty. It was time for him to protect his pack and ensure its continuation.
As the rustling grew closer, Daddy Wolf caught sight of his daughters, their coats glossy under the moonlight. They danced around each other, tails high and heads low, displaying their readiness to mate. Their eyes gleamed with desire, and their bodies quivered with anticipation. The air was thick with pheromones, and the smell grew more potent with each passing second.
The youngest, a sprightly pup with a coat as soft as fresh snow, approached him with a whine. She looked up at him with pleading eyes, her breaths coming in quick, shallow pants. "Daddy," she whimpered, "We're so hot, please help us."
Daddy Wolf felt his heart swell with love and responsibility. He knew what was expected of him, not just as the alpha but as their father. He took a deep breath and stepped into the clearing where his daughters were gathered. The older ones looked at him expectantly, while the youngest, Holly, watched with a mix of innocence and burgeoning need.
"Holly," he said in a firm, yet gentle tone, "I need you to trust me." His voice was low and rumbling, a sound that usually calmed them during storms or when predators were near. This time, however, it seemed to have the opposite effect. Her pupils dilated, and she licked her lips nervously.
Her heart racing, Holly took a tentative step back and turned around, presenting her round, plump butt to him. She could feel the heat radiating from her swollen vulva, and the scent of her arousal grew stronger with every beat of her heart. The cool night air caressed her sensitive skin, making her shiver slightly. Daddy Wolf stepped closer, his nose twitching as he took in her scent. He knew this was a significant moment for his youngest, a rite of passage she would soon come to understand and crave.
"Do you want the itch to go away, my pup?" he asked again, his voice a gentle purr that seemed to resonate through her entire body. Holly's tail thumped the ground in response, and she let out a soft whine. She didn't know what was happening to her, but she knew she needed relief. With a nod of his head, he acknowledged her silent consent and took his place behind her. He leaned in, his hot breath against her skin making her shiver again, and began to lick and nip at her tight, pink hole. Holly yelped at first, but the sensation soon morphed into pleasure, sending waves of heat through her body.
His tongue was rough yet surprisingly gentle as it danced around her sensitive flesh. He lapped at her swollen pussy, savoring the sweet nectar that had begun to flow from her. The strokes grew more deliberate, his tongue parting her folds and delving into the warm depths of her sex. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before. Her body responded instinctively, pushing back against him, her hips moving in a rhythm that mimicked the mating dance of the adult wolves she had observed from a safe distance.
As Daddy Wolf's tongue continued its exploration, he took care to also clean her anus with loving strokes. It was an act of both submission and preparation, a sign of his dominance and his care for her well-being. The dual sensation was overwhelming, and Holly found herself panting heavily, her legs threatening to give way. The pressure within her grew, building like the crescendo of a thunderstorm that had been brewing inside her for weeks.
Looking back over her shoulder, she caught sight of something she had never seen before—his massive, engorged cock, thick and pulsing with desire. It was a stark contrast to the gentle touch of his tongue. The sight of it filled her with a mix of fear and curiosity. She had seen male wolves mounting females before, but the reality was so much more intense than her young mind had ever imagined. Her eyes widened as she took in the sheer size of him, wondering what it was for.
"What's that, Daddy?" she asked, her voice a quivering whisper. Daddy Wolf paused for a moment, his tongue lingering at the entrance of her pussy. He knew the time had come to explain the natural order of things. He had done this with his other daughters before, and each time, he had approached it with a mix of pride and solemnity.
"It's Daddy's cock, Holly," he said, his voice a soothing rumble. "It's what makes the milk that can take away the itch." He took a step back, allowing her to see the full extent of his arousal. Her eyes grew even wider, and she took a cautious step forward, her curiosity piqued. The older daughters watched, their own mating lust growing with each passing moment.
"Lick it, my pup," he instructed, his voice firm but not unkind. "It's part of the process." Holly tentatively reached out her tongue, her heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement. She touched the tip to his cock, and the salty taste of his pre-cum filled her mouth. It was strange, but not entirely unpleasant. She licked again, this time more boldly, feeling the velvety texture of his shaft and the hardness beneath it. Her father's breath hitched, and she knew she was doing something right.
Encouraged, she began to lick and suck in earnest, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. Daddy Wolf's eyes closed, and he let out a low groan. He was careful not to push too hard, allowing her to set the pace. He knew this was a new experience for her, and he didn't want to scare her. But as she grew more confident, her movements grew more eager, and she took more of him into her mouth. He could feel her throat tightening around the base of his cock as she tried to take him deeper, her small frame trembling with the effort.
After a few moments, he felt himself reaching the edge. He pulled back gently, his cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop. "Good girl," he murmured, stroking her head. "Now, present your butt to me again."
Holly complied, her legs shaking slightly as she bent over. She felt his warm, wet tongue licking her asshole again, and the sensation was so intense she couldn't help but push back against it. He was preparing her, making her ready. The other daughters watched, their eyes glowing with desire, each remembering their own first time with their father.
With a powerful thrust, Daddy Wolf's cock penetrated her, his tip pushing through the tight barrier of her pussy. Holly yelped in shock and pain, but Daddy Wolf was there, his paws rubbing her back gently, whispering soothing words in her ear. "It's okay, my pup," he said, "It will only hurt for a moment."
The pain was sharp and intense, but it soon gave way to a feeling of fullness that seemed to resonate through her entire being. She felt his cock stretching her, filling her up in a way she had never experienced before. His knot began to swell, and she could feel it pushing against her, eager to lock them together in the primal dance of mating.
"Look at your belly, Holly," Daddy Wolf said, his voice thick with desire. "See how it's bulging with your future?" Holly glanced down, her eyes widening at the sight of her stomach distending with every powerful thrust he made. It was as if she could see the beginnings of the life growing inside her, the life that he was giving her. The thought was both terrifying and exhilarating.
He began to thrust faster, his cock pistoning in and out of her tight pussy with a rhythm that seemed to echo the beating of their hearts. The pain had subsided, replaced by a deep, aching pleasure that grew with every movement. Holly felt herself stretching around him, her body adjusting to the new sensation. Her own hips began to move in time with his, pushing back to meet each powerful thrust.
"Who's gonna be Daddy's breeding bitch, Holly?" he growled, his voice deep and commanding. The question hung in the air, charged with meaning. She knew what he was asking—who would carry his pups, who would submit to his will and become the mother of his offspring. The other daughters watched, their eyes gleaming with lust and envy.
Holly whined, the sound a mix of pleasure and pain as she felt herself stretching around him. Her body was responding to his, her pussy clenching around his thick cock, eager to be filled with his seed. "I-I will," she stuttered, her voice barely audible. "I'll be Daddy's breeding bitch."
Daddy Wolf's thrusts grew more vigorous at her declaration, his knot swelling even more. The feeling of his cock filling her completely was overwhelming, and she could feel the beginnings of his milk spilling into her. "Good girl," he said, his voice strained with his own approaching climax. "Take it all for Daddy."
The clearing was filled with the sound of their passionate mating—his deep grunts, her high-pitched yelps, and the wet smack of his fur against her flesh. The older daughters watched with rapt attention, their own arousal peaking as they remembered the nights they had shared with their father. Each one knew that they would have their turn soon, eager to be filled with his warm, potent seed.
Daddy Wolf's hips slammed into her, each thrust driving him deeper into her tight, quivering pussy. "Who's gonna take all of Daddy's milk?" he growled, his voice a mix of need and challenge. The question hung in the air, thick with the scent of desire and dominance. Holly's body trembled, her legs threatening to give out beneath her. She knew the answer he wanted, the one that would solidify her place in the pack.
"I will, Daddy," she gasped, her voice filled with a newfound determination. "I'll take all of it." The words were barely out of her mouth when she felt the first hot spurt of his seed fill her, the sticky warmth spreading through her insides like molten lava. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before, a strange mix of pain and pleasure that seemed to ignite every nerve in her body.
With each powerful thrust, more of his milk filled her, his knot expanding until it was lodged firmly inside her, locking them together in a bond that was both physical and primal. Holly felt a wave of pure bliss wash over her as his seed filled her womb, coating her walls and mixing with her own fluids. She knew she was carrying the future of their pack, a responsibility that weighed heavily on her young shoulders.
Daddy Wolf's grip tightened on her hips, his teeth gently grazing her neck as he marked her with his love and ownership. His daughters watched with bated breath, their own need to be filled growing stronger with every grunt and whine that echoed through the night. The tension in the air was palpable, a heady mix of desire and familial bond.
With a final, powerful thrust, he pulled out of Holly, his cock glistening with their combined juices. Holly's body quivered as she felt the emptiness left behind, but she knew that she had done her duty to the pack. She looked up at her father with a mix of awe and love, her eyes glazed over with the intensity of the experience.
Daddy Wolf stepped back, his cock still hard and swollen, and turned his gaze to his middle daughter, Luna. She was plump and chubby, her fur thick and lush, a testament to her good health and fertility. Her eyes gleamed with anticipation as she stepped forward, her body already slick with her own arousal.
"Luna," he said, his voice a low purr, "It's your turn to take Daddy's milk." She nodded eagerly, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she lay down on the soft grass, her legs spread wide. The sight of her black, glistening pussy made his cock throb with need, and he approached her with a growl of approval.
With a fierce look in his eyes, Daddy Wolf lowered his head to her quivering mound, his tongue darting out to taste her sweetness. Luna's breath hitched as his rough tongue danced over her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She could feel herself growing wetter, her pussy aching to be filled by her father's thick cock. He licked and nibbled at her folds, the sensation driving her wild with desire.
Daddy Wolf's tongue was relentless, exploring every inch of her swollen sex, tasting her readiness. His nose twitched as he took in her scent, the scent of a fertile she-wolf ready to conceive. His own arousal grew stronger, his cock swelling even further as he thought about filling her with his potent seed.
Luna watched him with a mix of lust and admiration, her eyes glazed over with need. She knew what was expected of her, and she was more than willing to submit to his will. Her legs trembled as she felt the first stirrings of her orgasm, her body responding to his expert touch. The other daughters watched with envy, their own need growing as they anticipated their turns.
"You look just like your mother," Daddy Wolf murmured as he positioned himself behind her, his cock slick with Holly's juices. The words sent a thrill through Luna's body. Her mother had been the most beautiful wolf in the pack, and the thought that she could even come close to her mother's beauty filled her with pride.
"Oh, Daddy," she whined, pushing her ass up to meet him. The anticipation was almost too much to bear. "Please, give me your milk." Her words were a plea, a demand, and a declaration of her readiness all at once.
Daddy Wolf's eyes gleamed with approval as he took position behind her. He knew his daughters well, knew the exact moment when their need was at its peak. "Do you want Daddy's milk, Luna?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate within her very soul.
Luna nodded eagerly, her paws digging into the earth beneath her. "Yes, Daddy," she panted, "I need it so badly." She could feel the heat of his knot against her swollen pussy, the promise of his seed a siren's call that she couldn't resist. The thought of being filled with his life-giving milk made her shiver with anticipation.
With a powerful lunge, Daddy Wolf entered her, his cock sliding into her wetness with ease. Luna's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the pressure of his knot pushing against her, the feeling both strange and exhilarating. "Who's Daddy's bitch?" he asked, his voice a guttural growl that sent a shiver down her spine.
Her thoughts racing, Luna knew the answer he wanted to hear. "I am, Daddy," she whined, her voice dripping with need. "I'm your bitch."
Daddy Wolf's thrusts grew more rapid, his knot swelling even further as he claimed her. "And all your pups will be mine," he said, his voice a low growl that sent a thrill through her. "Mine to protect, mine to fuck, mine to fill with my milk." The declaration was raw, primal, and filled with a fierce love that made Luna's heart swell with pride. She was his, utterly and completely, and she reveled in the feeling of belonging.
Her pussy clenched around him, her body desperately trying to hold onto every drop of his seed. "Yes, Daddy," she moaned, the words spilling from her lips without thought. "I want to be filled with your pups." The idea of bearing his offspring, of feeling his seed grow within her, was intoxicating. Her hips bucked back against him, urging him deeper, faster.
Daddy Wolf's eyes gleamed with triumph as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock. He knew she was close, her body begging for his release. "Who else wants Daddy's milk?" he called out to the others, his voice echoing through the clearing. The older daughter stepped forward, their eyes alight with desire, each eager to claim their place at his side.
Holly, still panting from her own encounter, watched with wide eyes as her sister Luna was claimed by their father. Her body still trembled with the aftershocks of her own mating, but she couldn't help the pang of envy that shot through her as she saw his thick knot disappear into her sister's welcoming heat. She knew her turn would come again soon, but for now, she was content to be a part of the pack's future in a different way.
Daddy Wolf's hips moved with the precision of a seasoned alpha, each thrust pushing Luna closer to the precipice of her climax. He told her to watch as he filled Luna up, to see the beauty of their union, the strength of their bond. Luna's eyes rolled back in pleasure, and she let out a series of high-pitched yips that echoed through the forest. The sight was mesmerizing, a dance as old as time itself, played out under the watchful gaze of the moon.
The older daughter grew more restless as they watched their sister's mating. Their own pussies were wet and aching, their bodies begging for their father's attention. The eldest, Moonlight, stepped forward, her chest heaving with anticipation. "Daddy," she whined, "I need your milk too." Her voice was a siren's call, a declaration of her own readiness to bear his pups.
Daddy Wolf didn't hesitate. He pulled out of Luna with a wet pop, his knot already swollen and pulsing with the need to release. He turned to Moonlight, his eyes raking over her sleek, muscular form. "You're next," he growled, the promise in his voice sending a shiver down her spine.
Moonlight's paws trembled as she lay down on her back, her legs spread wide in invitation. Her fur was damp with arousal, and she could feel the heat emanating from her pussy as it begged for his attention. She had watched her sisters before her, their bodies stretched and filled with his seed, and she knew the time had come for her to take her place in the cycle of life.
Daddy Wolf positioned himself between her legs, his massive cock pointing at her swollen mound like an arrow to a target. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her pussy, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. "I always wanted to breed you," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. His words were like a warm embrace, a promise of the connection they were about to share.
Moonlight whined, her eyes glazed over with lust. She had dreamed of this moment, of being claimed by her father in the most primal of ways. "Yes, Daddy," she breathed, arching her back. "Make me your special breeding bitch." Her words were a declaration of her willingness, a surrender to the natural order of things.
Daddy Wolf's eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of doubt or fear. But all he saw was need, a deep-seated yearning that mirrored his own. "It's a tough job," he said, his voice gruff with his own desire. "Are you sure you're ready for it?" The question hung in the air, a final check before the dam burst.
Moonlight's voice was steady, her resolve unwavering. "I'm sure, Daddy," she said, her eyes never leaving his. "I've watched my sisters, and I know what it means to be a part of the pack's future." Her words were a balm to his concerns, a reminder that she understood the gravity of the act they were about to perform.
With a nod of acceptance, Daddy Wolf lowered his cock to her waiting pussy, the tip nudging against her entrance. He took a deep breath and began to push, feeling the tightness of her sheath as it stretched to accommodate his girth. Moonlight's eyes widened with a mix of pleasure and pain, but she didn't flinch. She knew that this was just the beginning, that the real joy was yet to come.
He started thrusting, his movements slow and deliberate at first, giving her time to adjust to his size. Moonlight's breath hitched as he slid deeper, her paws gripping the soft earth beneath her. The feeling of being filled by her father was like nothing she had ever experienced before, a mix of fear and exhilaration that made her heart race.
As he thrust faster, the pleasure grew, each stroke bringing her closer to the edge of her climax. Her eyes never left his, locked in a silent conversation of love and lust that transcended words. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the clearing, a rhythmic symphony of passion that seemed to resonate with the very fabric of the night.
"Remember, my pup," Daddy Wolf grunted between thrusts, "as my special breeding bitch, you must take all of Daddy's milk, over and over again, until I'm satisfied." Moonlight nodded, the implication of his words not lost on her. This was a role she would play not just tonight, but for many moons to come. A role that she would cherish, that would define her place in the pack.
"But, Daddy," she panted, her eyes never leaving his, "how many times can you cum?" Her question was innocent, but the way she asked it, the way her voice hitched on the word 'cum', told him she was eager to find out. He chuckled, the sound a deep, rumbling growl that seemed to vibrate through his entire body.
"As many times as it takes, my love," he said, his tone filled with confidence. "I'll keep filling you up, until my milk overflows and your belly is swollen with my pups." Moonlight's heart skipped a beat at the thought, her pussy clenching around his cock in anticipation. The idea of being filled to the brim with his seed, of bearing his young, was more than she could have ever hoped for.
And with that, Daddy Wolf's thrusts grew more relentless and furious, his hips pistoning into her with a primal urgency that seemed to shake the very earth beneath them. Moonlight's eyes rolled back in her head, the pleasure becoming almost too much to bear. Her paws dug into the dirt as she tried to push back against him, her body desperate for more.
The sound of his knot slamming against her swollen pussy filled the clearing, a rhythmic thud that seemed to match the beating of their hearts. The pain was intense, but it was a good pain, a pain that signaled the beginning of something new and powerful. She could feel herself stretching around him, her body molding to his, becoming one with him in a way she had never known was possible.
Moonlight's breath grew ragged as Daddy Wolf's thrusts grew more intense, each one pushing him deeper and deeper into her womb. She could feel the heat of his cum, a thick, pulsating river that filled her to the brim and beyond. It was as if her very soul was being claimed by him, marked as his own. She arched her back, her eyes rolling back in her head as she felt the first spurt of his seed fill her, the warmth spreading through her like a wildfire.
With every powerful stroke, he pumped more of his fertile essence into her, eager to fill her with life. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before—it was overwhelming, consuming, and absolutely exquisite. Her pussy clamped down around him, trying to hold onto every drop, her body desperate to conceive his pups.
Just when Moonlight thought she couldn't take any more, Daddy Wolf's knot swelled even larger, lodging inside her and releasing a fresh wave of his potent milk. She howled in ecstasy, her body spasming around him as her climax crashed over her like a tidal wave.
But even as she reveled in the aftermath, she felt him start to thrust again, his cock still hard and eager. "Daddy," she gasped, her voice a mix of surprise and pleasure. He grinned, his teeth gleaming in the moonlight. "We're not done yet, pup," he said, his voice a low growl. "You need to be full of my milk, so you can give me strong, healthy pups."
Moonlight felt a fresh surge of arousal at his words, her pussy already clenching around his knot. She had never felt so alive, so wanted, so... claimed. Daddy Wolf's hips moved with renewed vigor, his cock sliding in and out of her with a slick, sticky sound that seemed to echo through the night. The other daughters watched with bated breath, their own need growing with every grunt and whine that filled the clearing.
With each thrust, Moonlight could feel his seed spilling into her, filling her up until she was sure she would burst. It was an exquisite torment, one she never wanted to end. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure, and saw the fierce love in his gaze. He was her protector, her provider, and now, her lover.
Daddy Wolf's knot swelled even more, stretching her to her limits as he continued to fuck her with an intensity that bordered on obsession. She could feel his muscles tense, his whole body poised on the brink of his own release. And when it came, it was like nothing she had ever experienced. He roared with the power of it, his hot cum flooding her womb as he emptied himself into her, claiming her as his breeding bitch over and over again.
The force of his climax sent Moonlight spiraling into another orgasm, her pussy contracting around his thick knot, desperately trying to milk every drop of his potent seed. He didn't stop, his hips moving in a blur as he fucked her through the waves of pleasure, filling her until she thought she couldn't take any more. But she did, her body stretching and accommodating him, eager for every drop of his life-giving milk.
Her belly began to swell with his cum, each thrust pushing more of his essence into her womb. It was a strange sensation, one that was both terrifying and incredibly erotic. She could feel herself growing fuller, heavier, as his seed made a home within her. Daddy Wolf grunted with each powerful stroke, his eyes never leaving hers, the bond between them growing stronger with every thrust.
Moonlight felt a sudden jolt of pain as his knot grew even larger, stretching her to the brink of what she thought she could handle. But the pain quickly gave way to a new wave of pleasure, more intense than anything she had ever felt before. Her pussy clenched around him, eager to keep him inside her, to keep the feeling of being filled by him forever.
When she finally regained focus, it had been hours. The moon had moved significantly across the sky, and the clearing was bathed in a soft, silvery light. Daddy Wolf's knot was still lodged inside her, pulsing with the last of his cum. Her belly was swollen and heavy, a testament to the successful mating.
"Good girl," Daddy Wolf whispered, his voice a gentle purr that sent shivers down her spine. "You took all of Daddy's milk, just like a good breeding bitch should." He praised her, his eyes filled with pride. "You're going to give me strong, beautiful pups."
Moonlight felt a warm glow of satisfaction spread through her. She had done her duty to the pack, to her father. She had proven herself worthy of bearing his offspring. "Thank you, Daddy," she murmured, her voice still shaky from the intensity of their mating. "I'll make sure to take good care of them."
Daddy Wolf leaned down, his snout brushing against her cheek in a gentle caress. "I know you will," he said, his voice thick with pride. "You're a natural breeding bitch, just like your mother." He gave her one last, lingering thrust, his knot still firmly in place, before finally withdrawing from her. She felt a strange sense of loss as he pulled out, her body now feeling empty without his thick cock filling her.
He turned to the other daughters, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Come," he said, his voice a low growl that seemed to resonate through the very air. "Let's go to the den. Moonlight needs to rest." The others nodded eagerly, their own mating sessions with their father still fresh in their minds. They knew the importance of rest after such an intense experience.
The pack moved through the forest, the daughters walking in a protective circle around Moonlight, who was still wobbly on her legs from the intense mating. Daddy Wolf led the way, his stride confident and strong. The journey back to the den was quiet, the only sounds the rustle of leaves underfoot and the occasional pant of the females. The air was thick with the scent of sex and the promise of new life.