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I got a buddy who works as an orderly at a local hospital. He
was telling me recently about this hot hirsute chick who was in the trauma ward. He said this girl had been beaten nearly to
death by a band of snot-nosed, out-of-control teenagers because they knew she was a hirsute werewoman and that she
had a furry beaver between her legs. Unfortunately, in the city I live in-- and more and more I see it in the world at
large-- there's alot of prejudice against girls who don't shave their pussies and it sometimes leads to violent hate crimes.
My buddy said that the victim was a big fan of mine, that she had wanted me to fuck her hairy pussy more than anything and
now that she was near death her final wish was for me to come to the hospital and fuck her just once before she died.
My main job is being a janitor at a porn-store but occasionally I do alot of freelance custodial work around town and I'd gone
undercover as a hospital janitor before. Usually it was just so I could run a little game on the pretty young nurses working
there, and I'll admit that an invitation to fuck a werewoman on her death bed was new to me and made me a little nervous.
After alot of deep thought I decided that fucking this babe was the right, charitable thing to do so I made plans to go
undercover at the hospital one night.
It wasn't long before I found myself at the hospital, sitting in the janitor break room. I was smoking a cigarette with my
feet propped up while I thumbed through a hirsute woman mag I'd brought in from my day job at the porn store. I was
sitting there looking at the pictures, getting all revved up and horny as I stared like a drooling blood-hound at all the
sweet, unshaved vagina and tantalizing, glossy fake paper hairy asses. I got so worked up that I couldn't help but take my
cock out right then and there and start stroking it, man, hoping to hell no one came in and saw me.
Wouldn't it be my luck? Some nurse comes in right when I'm in mid-stroke and says, "Hey! We got an on-the-floor crapper in
Room #114, 5th floor! Bring a mop and be quick about it!" And when this chick sees that I'm the only janitor in the room and
that I have my cock out, she looks sort of shocked for a second. I hurry up and put on my werewolf mask, get myself
undercover right away and say, "Oh, sorry, nurse, you seem to have caught me in a private moment." But I didn't put my cock
back in my pants and maintained my erection. I just sat there in my chair, stroking it slowly, seductively, as I breathed
heavily from behind my mask and tried to turn this chick on. I was staring this hot nurse up and down with my piercing eyes
and I could tell she liked what she saw. My hirsute radar also sensed that she had a hairy pussy between her legs. It just
took her a couple seconds to adjust and realize what she was looking at, the beauty of what I was allowing her to behold,
this werewolf cock of mine. Damn, she was a fine one, too--a big tittied blonde standing there in her sexy green scrubs,
looking like her hairy blonde pussy hadn't been fucked in a month and needed it real bad.
I'm not really in any big sort of hurry to clean up some old person's shit," I said to the nurse. "I think I need to wait and finish this business I started right here first, if you
don't mind." I rubbed my hands slowly and sensuously over my genitals, caressing my hairy nut sack as I spoke, cupping my
balls and massaging them, working my fingers up to my big, swollen purple knob, the head of my dick that howled and almost
seemed to glow the more I stared at this hot werewoman bitch. "Of course, you could hurry things along if none of your
patients are dying right now and you can spare the time," I said.
"Well, I do have a girl in Room--"
I knew she was speaking of the fan of mine who had been beaten
by the teenagers, the one I intended to charity fuck, so I had to make this quick. I stood up and stopped the nurse
mid-sentence; she was so struck by my towering presence, the way my rigid, stiff, thick werewolf cock bounced up and down as
I walked toward her confidently and began to run my hands through her hair, looking deep into her eyes from behind my
seductive mask of undercover werewolf mystery. With my other hand I reached behind her head and untied her pony-tail to let
her flowing, smooth shiny locks of blonde brilliant hair fall down past her waist. Then I placed both hands on her shoulders
and began to nudge her body downwards as she looked up at me wide-eyed, mesmerized by my eerie presence and uncanny boldness
as I acted like it was her life's destiny to suck my cock right then and there, it was all she was living for. "I never even
thought about doing something like this with any of our other janitors," she said. "I caught one of them one night jerking
off while he stared at a sleeping female patient and his dick was so tiny that . . . . . well, you know."
"I know, babe," I said, "you figured all janitors were all like that." Then I guided her face into my crotch as she knelt
down on her knees upon the shiny, white-tiled floor and took my werewolf cock inside her warm, wet mouth. "Oh, yeah, you suck
that thing, girl," I said, reveling in my good fortune.
"I'll suck it," she said, "as long as you promise to fuck my hairy pussy later on tonight, after you clean up the shit in
Room #114."
"We got a deal," I said, having no intention of cleaning up anyone's shit that night. I just looked up to the ceiling as the
nurse went up and down on my shaft and it felt so sweet I just had to laugh when I came all over her face after awhile. Then
I zipped up my pants, reached for my mop and pretended to go track down that shit mess in #114. "Check you later, babe," I
said. "I'm needed elsewhere."
"You better fuck me later!" the spooge-faced nurse said as I was out the door of the break room and pushing my mop bucket
down the hall. It wasn't long before I was in the room of that dying, young hairy hottie my buddy had been telling me about.
It was such a sad sight to see this young, beautiful brunette werewoman lying on that bed covered in cold, sterile crisp
white sheets, surrounded by so many machines and connected to so many tubes. I figured I'd actually mop the floor for her
before I fucked her. It was the least I could do but I did so with my pants pulled down to my knees, letting my hard prick
get a little air as I stared at the two majestic mounds of soft mammaries this chick had sitting atop her heaving chest like
gorgeous mountains that most men feared to climb. I almost got it in my mind to just titty fuck her, out of respect, and stay
out of her hairy vagina, but my balls said different. They twitched and twittered and wanted me inside that pussy because
they were building up a load to gush inside of this coma-coated cuties cunt bigger than the clouds in the sky before it rains
blood on the damned.
The beautiful babe looked at me with tubes in her nostrils and managed to say, "Taco Werewolf! You really did arrive! Please
fuck my hairy pussy just once before I die!"
"No problem, that's what I'm here for," I said, and before long
I was fucking her, riding that hairy taco of hers. Our pubes collided as I slowly straddled atop her with my pants pulled
down to my ankles and my bare ass smiling toward the ceiling as I kissed her neck and licked the tube that ran through her
nose. Carefully, I guided my long, hard dick into the secret forbidden hole between her legs underneath her hospital gown.
She was dry as the desert so I had to get off her a second so I could moisten her up some with mop water. But then it was so
good and so tight when I finally was inside her that I gasped in near delirious pleasure, atop her dying, sleeping body as I
got my swerve on, wiggling my ass with the rhythm of the oscillating waves on her nearby EKG monitor. The more I rammed my
cock into her sopping wet mop water hole of a hairy taco the less the waves on the monitor fluctuated and the bigger the
sweet serene smile on the girl's face became. She was living less the more I penetrated her with my ravaging hardon. She was
smiling more widely the closer she came to orgasm and the closer she felt to the angels that whispered into her ear, "Hang in
there, honey, it will all be over with soon." Then she started making these horrible grotesque noises of pleasure, of sweet
sickening ecstasy and I knew she was about to die right at the time I felt myself ready to cum. Was I really that good? I
looked over at her EKG monitor and saw a FLATLINE right as I squirted a geyser full of my rich, white creamy werewolf cum
inside her furry beaver and it got me thinking: did death or my werewolf cock give her the orgasm? It's a mysterious world
and I sure as hell won't pretend to understand it. I just try to write about stuff, as disturbing as some of my stories may
seem to some people. I figure you gotta dip your dick into the darkness to find the gold and I hope that someday while I'm
doing so an answer will come to me.
It wasn't long after that when the girl's mother heard about my charitable act of fucking and hired me for this really sweet
gig mopping her dead daughter's tombstone of all things. It seems this grieving mother was devastated by the random, horrible
incident of her daughter's vicious murder and had to spend the following two years in an insane asylum. Well, recently the
distraught mother was released from the institution and she gave me a call. She wanted to hire a janitor to--get this--sweep
and mop her dead daughter's headstone once a day! HAHAHA! To her, simply putting a bouquet of flowers on her daughter's grave
on holidays wasn't enough and she felt the need to keep the grave nice and clean at all times.
Seemed to me like the bitch was still a little whack and wasn't
quite ready to leave her padded cell, but hey, working at the porn store don't quite pay the bills so I have to do a few odd
and end jobs here and there, and this work just seemed too easy. Granted, it was a little loopy but it isn't like a guy like
me who walks around wearing a werewolf mask all the time is going to get a job mowing the White House lawn. I take what I can
get and sometimes it seems like it's barely enough to pay for all the tacos and burritos I like to eat. So I told this woman
I'd do it and met her on her back porch one sunny afternoon for an interview. Well, I was standing there on her back porch
and she was out there in her back yard, laying out and soaking in some sweet rays wearing a tiny, white bikini that made my
dick want to draw a portrait of her sweet ass with my cum all over her tight ass body. The daughter had been 19 when she
died and the mother looked to be in her early 40's and was one of the hottest-looking older babes I'd ever seen.
"Hey! I'm here for the interview!" I shouted out to her, holding my broom and mop over my head to let her know I was ready to
get down to business. She got up from her beach blanket and walked toward me. Her nice little c-cups were jiggling underneath
the scanty shred of white fabric that covered them as she smiled and bid me to take a seat on one of the chairs on the porch.
She offered me a glass of lemonade. I sat there sipping it through my werewolf mask while she and I talked numbers. I noticed
she was still wearing a black, haunting veil over her face but through it I could see that she was real pretty and it almost
made me cry thinking of that hideous, awful incident that made a beautiful woman like this wear a damn veil on such a
gorgeous summer day. Seems like I wasn't the only one in this world to feel the need to "keep it undercover" in this dirty,
dumb and cruel world.
"Look, it's very important to me to keep my dead daughter's tombstone perfectly clean every single day, you understand," she
said in a sultry, whispering voice through the veil. "I would do it myself but I can't be near those graves for more than
five minutes before I start going hysterical and I'm afraid I might end up back in the asylum. You must keep this whole thing
very secret, and I need for you to take a picture of the graves every single day after you've swept and mopped them, to prove
to me you are doing your job. Here, take this digital camera for doing that." She then stood up and took off her bikini top,
letting loose her soft, round breasts. I sat there, my mouth agape behind the werewolf mask as the woman looked at me sadly
and it occurred to me that she was so distant, so detached from reality that it wasn't even occurring to her that exposing
her tits to me would make me feel aroused, or that I might take it as a hint that she wanted to be sexual with me, or that I
would take it upon myself to take her breasts in my hands and suck them despite her initial wishes and force her to fall in
love with me and ram her with my gorgeous werewolf cock. No, she had no idea, and this was further reinforced when she stood
out in her lawn, pulling down her bikini bottom with her bare ass facing me as I sat there fondling myself, wanting to fuck
her so bad. She bent down far enough that I could see the wet, pink folds of her hairy vagina and it was all I could do not
to start howling, though I try not to do that when the sun is out. My sympathy for the mentally ill got the best of me;she
suddenly looked, not like an innocent angel who had no idea what she was doing with her body's seductive powers--but rather,
like someone who had been through such a powerful experience that she was above all of that morbid prurience-- and she knew
her breasts, ass and other similar succulent bits of the naked meant something far more profound, more meaningful than the
simple fact of making my dick hard. She was out there on the lawn naked, not alone but with ghosts that haunted the inside of
the dark tight tunnel of her hairy vagina, and these ghosts caressed my scrotum and were trying to teach me secrets I was not
quite ready for. Sure, I had fucked alot of hairy tacos but I knew I still alot to learn about the magickal powers of
hirsute werewomen with hairy pussies.
This was proven, I think, by the fact that the first thing I did when I got home with her digital camera was take pictures of
my cock with it! Hee! I figured I would accompany the first pics of her daughter's freshly-cleaned headstone with pictures of
my gorgeous werewolf dick and various poses of myself, which when she gazed upon would release her from her transcendental
trance and make her want my werewolf cock more than even having her daughter alive again. And this is what I did on my first
day of work for her, took naked pics of myself. Of course, it took me all of thirty seconds to sweep and mop her daughter's
headstone so the rest of the work day I decided to "strike a pose," you know, right there in the graveyard in the stark light
of day. I set up the self-timer on the camera, set it upon some old man's tombstone across from her daughter's grave and
began posing naked, wiggling my little worm toward the camera and manipulating my broom and mop in my hands in such a way to
make me look sensual, tough and sexy beyond belief. I did this for most of the morning, actually, and had maybe two pics
stored in the camera's memory of her daughter's cleaned tombstone alone, while the other 65 were of me posing around them, in
various stages of undress and even a few of my hairy ass as I crouched on my knees toward the camera atop the poor daughter's
green grass-covered grave.
Then suddenly, around noon, I saw this strange, unknown girl walk up to the grave. She had long, brown hair and was dressed
in jeans, very casual attire, and her countenance was one of being very sad and concerned. She caught me right in the middle
of a very awkward pose which I think had her staring directly into my butthole while I looked at her, from behind my werewolf
mask, with my face upside down and between my legs, my chin appearing to be rubbing against my nut sack. "Do I know you?" I
said.
"No, I don't think so," she said. "But I come to this grave every once in awhile to talk to her, to tell her I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?" I said, getting out of my ridiculous pose and facing her with my bare naked werewolf cock dangling in the
sunlight. I noticed she was very pretty and very young, with large, brown eyes and adorable dimples all over her cheek. My
dick started getting erect as I spoke to her and I had a fancy that she was grinning ever so slightly at the beautiful sight
of a werewolf's nascent, newly growing hardon.
"Because I was with them," she said, "I was one of the kids who killed her two years ago, when I was in high school. We were
all fucked up on drugs and were hallucinating that she was a demon or something. It was awful and I feel so bad, now, I have
the most awful nightmares about it and I come here trying to tell her I am sorry but I don't know if she hears me." The girl
then started to bawl as I smiled to myself and got an idea. I suppose the right thing to do was to somehow bind the girl, tie
her to a tombstone, then call the cops and tell them I have someone who has confessed to the crime. But my dick was too hard.
My nut sack was quivering and throbbing, screaming too loudly for satiation to let this opportunity slip by. Also, I sensed
with my werewolf powers that this babe had a hairy taco and it was driving me insane with lycanthropic lust.
I wrapped my arms around the sobbing girl and said, "Awww, honey, that is not true. The girl you murdered has been hearing
you. That's why she sent me here, to aid in her absolution. I am a Werewolf of the Lord and have been waiting for your 18th
birthday so I can free you of this horrible burden you are carrying."
"A Werewolf of the Lord? Really?" the girl asked, looking up at me and my werewolf mask hopefully, even managing to smile. "I
turned 18 just two weeks ago," she said, "so I guess I am ready to be forgiven."
"Then bend over this tombstone, you little whore!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, trying to scare the shit out of this
little murdering brat as I grabbed her shoulders, bent her body over the headstone of the young woman her and her drugged-up,
dope-fiend friends killed for no reason. The girl shrieked as I jerked down her blue jeans, peeled off her panties and stood
there gazing in awe at her juicy, young teenage hairy ass. She was a werewoman, that's for sure, and had obviously been so
tortured by depression and guilt that she'd been neglecting to shave her private parts, much to my glee. My werewolf cock was
hard beyond belief, elongated and thick as a D-sized battery as I ran the tip of it along the girl's hairy butt crack,
teasing her with this redemption as she cried and then shouted out as I slowly slipped my shaft between her soaking wet legs.
Oooooh, it felt so good, so tight between her soft labia as I smelled the musk from her thick, writhingly wonderful patch of
dark pubes; the shaft of my cock rubbed against the soft hairs on her thighs as I fucked her, pushing my dick deep into her
slippery, warm vagina out there in the hot sun atop the grave of a young girl whose corpse probably still shook in its coffin
in terror, reliving the horror of that night she was bludgeoned to death by the bitch of a werewoman I stood there
fucking.
"You're sorry, huh?!" I shouted, fucking the girl as I slapped her hairy ass and thrust in and out of her like my werewolf
cock was the beak of wood pecker and this chick's cunt was the same piece of wood one of her friends beat her skull to bits
with. "Well, saying you're sorry isn't going to cut it!"
"What do I have to say then?!" the girl stuttered out as she was filled over and over with the girth of my ungodly spear of
spite. "Just say "fuck me", girl," I said, and she did. She screamed and shouted, "Fuck me father, for I have sinned" at
least a hundred times before I squirted the words "Taco Werewolf was here" all over her hot hairy ass with my thick white cum
and then threw her on the ground like the worthless, killing piece of teenage shit she was. I thought about taking a picture
of the girl to show my grieving werewoman employer but was afraid it might distract too much from the pictures of my werewolf
cock. Hee!
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