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Part 8 of Alex's Adventure

Here's what you missed last time on Yiff! Alex decided to meet with Aidan and he was blown away by his first contact with the superpowered team of secret agents! Aidan knows that Alex has power and he's thinking hard about getting the fox to join up, while his surrogate son helped him relax in the shower. Now Alex has to decide whether or not he's going to play ball with TRICKS. That's what you missed last time on Yiff!

Alex slipped into his house, glancing over his shoulder at the car that dropped him off as it slid away from the curb and accelerated away. He frowned a bit and shook his head...he'd left the warehouse and its strange owners with half an answer. He needed to think about the things he'd seen and what they meant for his future. The lean fox closed his front door, laying his forehead against the frame with a slow sigh, then pushed away from it and turned deeper into the house, his stomach grumbling and gaining both volume and intensity when his nose picked up the scent of boiling pasta and simmering meat sauce.

"Mom! I'm home!" Alex called, dropping the small backpack he'd brought for an extra change of clothes for his meeting with Aidan. He headed into the cheerfully lit kitchen and straight toward the fridge. Violette smiled warmly when she got a look at her son, letting him plunder the fridge because she knew there wasn't enough in there for a snack before dinner. Tomorrow was grocery day after all.

"How was your day, little Kit?" she asked, using the affectionate nickname that always made him groan in embarrassment. Almost like clockwork he gave a put upon moan.

"Don't call me that!" he complained, though there wasn't any real displeasure behind it. Alex came up with a bottle of sport-water, draining a few long gulps of it before coming over and brushing a kiss over his mother's soft muzzle. She returned it with an affectionate nuzzle. "can I put on some music?"

"Of course, Dear. Dinner's going to be ready in about half an hour. Alessa called and said she was going out with her father for a company party or some such, she said she'll call you when she gets home." Violette watched him cross the room and turn on the stereo, scanning through a few cds before settling on an album by One Republic. He left it at a background level before coming back to the island counter and drinking more of his water, taking his mother in with a smile...she'd chosen a simple, comfortable sun dress that hugged her curves attractively, her massive breasts held in check by a halter style bra so her shoulders were bare. On her petite, voluptuous body it was quite attractive and Alex found himself enjoying the sight of her.

Violette noticed her son's attention and her hips started to sway to the music, her smooth, fluffy tail moving to either side of her plush but tight ass. "Go take a shower before dinner, dear. I can smell your musk from here." Not that she wasn't enjoying the male fox's scent, but she preferred him freshly showered.

Aaron's stomach gave another unhappy grumble and he came around the island, stealing a hot strand of pasta with the stirring spoon. "Alright...thanks mom." He took one last look at her round hips, feeling his jogging shorts tighten up considerably which made him blush a bit. This was his mother he was looking at! Alex's mind flashed on last night...seeing her laid out on the dining room table as he slowly pushed into her sweet vixen cunt...he blushed harder and made for the bathroom and a hot shower.

Freshly scrubbed and still a little damp from his shower, Alex tied a towel around his hips and stepped out of the bathroom, starting down the hall to his room for something to wear to the dinner table. He chose a battered pair of jeans and an old T-shirt. His time at the gym lately had started to do nice things for his figure...he'd always been lean from running all the time, but being with Ali had made him feel like he needed a little more muscle. So to the gym he'd gone, spending half an hour or so after school before his run home, and the results were already starting to show, his normally flat chest gaining a little more muscle, his arms getting a little more defined. Alex considered himself in the mirror for a moment, his mind flashing back to Aidan and Bell. Even the whipcord thin leopard had been muscular, not to mention the solid and intimidating bear. If he took Aidan's offer and joined the team...would he bulk up? Ali would probably love it...as long as he didn't start turning into a musclebound moron. He finished buttoning the back clasp that went around his tail and headed out to the dining room, biting his bottom lip at seeing his mother's sweet ass in front of him as she dished out a healthy bowl of meaty pasta and a thick crusty piece of garlic bread. He smiled and brushed against her as he sat down, thanking her again and making Violette smile and kiss his muzzle lightly.

"You're my son, Alex! It's a mother's prerogative to see her boy gets a hot meal in him at least once a day. I wish you'd let me cook you breakfast more often." Violette chided gently, setting the serving dishes aside on insulated mats to keep them warm and the table from getting marked up by condensation.

"Mom, I told you, I can't very well eat something heavy before I go out on a run...I'd get cramps and throw up or something." The idea made him frown in distaste. His mother reached down and scratched his head, rubbing one of his ears with a sigh.

"Right, right, I suppose that would certainly be counter-productive." She smiled as he went for the garlic bread first, taking a big bite. "Is everything alright, honey? You've look stressed since you got home. You know you can't hide it from me." She mothered, fussing over his headfur a bit.

"I just had a meeting with...some councilors from school. They wanted to talk to me about starting up some AP coursework...stuff in addition to my normal schoolwork. I'm not sure I'm interested yet." Alex frowned a bit. Why was he lying to protect Aidan? Or was he doing it to protect his mother from Aidan? He couldn't understand it...but some feeling inside told him in no uncertain terms that he needed to keep the team a secret.

Violette just beamed. "Advanced Placement? Alex I'm so proud!" she leaned down and hugged him, pressing those massive, soft breasts into her son's shoulder. "I knew Alessa was having a positive effect on your efforts to work out and get into even better shape...but I didn't realize you'd stepped up your academic efforts too. Girls love a boy with brains, Alex." She stood up and combed fingers through his headfur again.

Alex blushed a bit...half embarrassed by the praise, and half guilty because it had come from a lie. He sighed and took another bite of garlic bread. "I still don't know if I can handle it or not...but we'll see." He hedged.

"I know you can, Alex...but it's your decision after all. As long as your grades stay good, then it's your choice if you want to pursue something more ambitious." Violette pursed her lips, realizing that the situation was putting a lot of stress on her kit...she pushed the arm of his chair so it turned and slid just a little away from the table, giving her room to gracefully kneel at her son's feet.

Alex gave a startled little sound at getting pushed away from the table a bit, looking toward his mother. He stopped chewing completely as she knelt. "Mom?" he asked, half surprised, half curious.

"Go ahead and keep eating, honey. Mommy's just going to help you relax a little." Violette offered her son a dazzling, loving smile as she quickly unfastened his jeans, pulling them open so she could reach inside and wrap her soft fingers around his thick, heavy shaft.

Alex was stunned speechless, but he couldn't keep a moan from escaping when she touched him, slowly squeezing and starting to paw his sheathe slowly, making his fat cock start to spill out of his fuzzy sheathe. "Mom, you shouldn't, we..." he faltered, groaning as his mother leaned in and slowly licked the swelling crown of his tip.

"Oh please, baby...you'd think after last night you wouldn't be hung up on something like that...I mean, mommy's not! Doesn't mommy's tongue feel good?" she cooed, slowly pushing her tongue down his smooth shaft and into his sheathe itself, making Alex's whole body tense up as she slowly licked between his hardening cock and fuzzy sheathe, where a fox was at his most sensitive.

"You know it feels fucking amazing..." He moaned softly, hands gripping the arms of his chair...Alex yelped when she pinched his thigh hard.

"Language, young man!" Violette chided, slowly stroking her son's massive prick, her fingers barely able to circle all the way around it. "I'm still your mother and I'm not nearly aroused enough to tolerate that kind of talk." Scolding out of the way, Violette lowered her muzzle to wrap her soft lips around Alex's fat cock, enjoying how much effort it took to accept his width...her son was such a champion for a fox!

"Uh, s...sorry mom." Alex groaned, leaning back a bit in the chair and laying his head back. He wondered for a moment if he should be allowing this without Ali around...then pushed that thought down. Ali had started it! Alex looked down and his eyes sharpened a little, watching his mother slowly suck and lick his massive cock, her eyes closed and an almost constant murr rumbling from her throat. She wasn't just servicing him, she was enjoying herself too! His mother was a champion cocksucker and she obviously took pleasure in it. "Not for my language though." Alex let a dominant note slip into his voice.

Violette's eyes snapped open in surprise and annoyance that he seemed to think that he was allowed to defy his mother, just because she was pleasuring him. She started to pull away, but he rubbed one of her ears and smiled.

"I'm sorry you're not aroused enough yet." he amended, giving his mother a wink. She actually laughed at that when her mouth was free, giving him a hard squeeze.

"Watch it, young man." she said in a scolding tone, but not with any heart behind it...he was just too cute sometimes. "Just because you know how to get your mother all hot and bothered, doesn't mean you get to be uncouth."

Alex gently pulled his mother up off her knees, wrapping arms around her and leaning in to kiss her lovingly, but definitely not like a mother! He slid hands down her back and gathered her sundress up, pulling and pulling till she had to scrunch her shoulders and let him pull it off, ducking under the cloth and finding herself in another long, deep kiss.

"You're such a good kisser, Alex...did Alessa teach you how to do that? Or are you just that much your father's son?" Violette asked, giving a happy grin.

Alex flushed a bit in embarrassment at thinking about his parents kissing like this...still, it didn't stop him from sliding his hands down to his mother's big, tight ass, squeezing nice and hard. "Ali never complained, so I guess it's natural." he admitted. He spread his legs a bit, making Violette's knees slide to either side so Alex could reach down between her thighs, softly raking his fingers against the smooth satin of her panties. His mother shivered and gave a soft moan, leaning into his neck and wrapping her arms around his shoulders, her whole body arching as he pressed fingertips harder against her panties, pressing the silky satin into her pussy and rubbing slowly against her clit.

"Mom, you're so beautiful...take your bra off for me?" Alex asked, biting her shoulder hard enough to make his mother moan. Her hands left his shoulders long enough to unclasp her bra, letting it fall away and rising long enough to toss it carelessly on the floor. Alex gave a soft growl of pleasure as he took in his mothers heavy, full breasts...he nuzzled into her cleavage as his fingers slowly rubbed her pussy, making Violette wet enough to soak them.

"Oh, little Kit...just like that. You're making mommy feel so good." Violette purred for him, her body arching and giving him the full of her breasts to nuzzle and nibble. His fingers were growing ever more talented every time he touched her! Alessa was certainly teaching her son well... she gasped aloud when he gently pinched her clit through her soaking wet panties. "Fuck!"

"Mom..."Alex chided, making her laugh and blush with embarrassment...but he just pinched again, just as gently, but with all his gentle rubbing and teasing, she was so sensitive it made her whimper and moan. Alex was only teasing anyway and he kept one firm hand gripping her beautiful ass as he slowly stroked and teased her wet, hot cunt...he started to slide her panties to the side but Violette's paw shot down and caught his wrist and she shook her head.

"Not right now, baby...mommy still hasn't gotten a morning after pill for last night...and with a virile young man like you...I don't want to take any more chances." Violette smiled apologetically, leaning in to kiss her son.

Alex smiled into the kiss to let her know he didn't mind, hugging her closer. "Alright mom. Did you ask Ali to talk to her dad about getting one?"

Violette nodded, slowly bucking her hips against his paw, enjoying the soft rubbing of his fingers through her panties. "She told me she would get one for me...such a considerate girl. You really found a catch, baby."

"I know." he answered with a grin, kissing his mother again, he slowly kept teasing and rubbing, the wet satin of her panties growing hotter. "Well, if I'm not going to f..."he stopped himself from cussing with a toothy smile. "fill you, at least let me make you cum."

Violette was already halfway there, her arousal making her pant softly, her breasts rising and falling against him seductively. "Such a considerate boy. I raised you so well, baby Kit..." she teased, making him blush. "I'm supposed to be the one helping you relax though, not the other way around. Let mommy bring you off?"

Alex nodded happily with a hungry grin, sliding fingers up to his mother's maw, letting her lick her own sweet juices from his fingers. She slid off his lap and down to her knees again, leaning into nuzzle her son's massive spire again. She wrapped her lips around his shaft, letting him fill her muzzle with slow, pleasurable thrusts, her head rising and falling while her ears stayed pricked forward, listening to his soft groans, his happy murrs.

She opened her eyes to watch her son casually munch on the garlic bread, enjoying his mother's cooking while he enjoyed her tender, hot mouth. In that moment she felt more love for her son than ever before...this wasn't an act of lust for her, though there was plenty of that...she was servicing her son. It almost felt...as if this was her proper role, to please her kit and do anything to make him happy.

"Are you going to mount Alessa tonight?" Violette asked, slowly licking up the throbbing shaft to his head, slowly loving on it with her tongue.

"I don't know if I'll see her tonight, but I might sleep over at her house if she's not too exhausted." Alex answered, stroking one of his mother's ears as he finally took a big bite of pasta.

"Well, I wouldn't want to deny her any of your stamina..." She reluctantly backed off a bit, then blinked in surprise at his growl.

"I've got plenty of that, mother. And I want to watch you drink my cum." Alex wrapped a paw around the back of his mother's neck and pulled her back to her task, making Violette murr.

"I don't know what's more arousing. The fact that you say that...or the fact that i'm going to get to drink your tasty cum." Violette gave a very unladylike giggle, sucking her son's fat cock into her maw again, vigorously pumping his flesh with her mouth.

"Oh god, Mom..." he groaned softly, his hips tensing, then relaxing as he held off the urge to release right then. He grinned down at his mother, scratching her head slowly, right between her ears. "You...really think it's tasty?" he asked, blushing at the fact he was discussing the taste of his cum with his own mother.

"I love it." she answered without hesitating. " Your father doesn't taste this good...maybe it's all the juice and sports drinks and such." she guessed, licking slowly as she cupped his balls. Violette paused and a mischevious grin slid across her muzzle. "In fact, pass mommy the gravy boat?" she asked, indicating the one with extra meat sauce in it. "Just pour the rest of the sauce on the pasta."

Alex raised a curious eyebrow, but he did as asked, emptying the gravy boat and offering it to his mother. She quickly and carefully licked out the remaining meat sauce and set it down on the floor, then returned to her son's throbbing cock. She knew by his groans and the more frequent tensing of his hips, he was coming close to not being able to hold back.

Violette worked all the harder for her son, sliding as much of his flesh into her maw...she pushed harder and swallowed repeatedly, accepting his length into her throat, letting it stretch her neck a little as she bobbed up and down quickly.

Deepthroating him seemed to do the trick as Alex bit his lip and his hips tensed. "Mom! I'm..."He broke off with a groan as she felt his shaft swell and balls tighten...rather than drinking though, she quickly pulled him out of her mouth and pointed his slick shaft at the gravy boat.

Alex could barely keep still as his mother milked ropes of sticky, hot cum out of him; shots of cream splashing into the gravy bowl and filling the bottom and almost a full inch up the sides. It was a fantastic load for a fox, probably another gift from his father's genes. Dogs were always known for their copious amounts of release. Violette sucked the last couple of drops from her son's throbbing, softening shaft before she stood up gracefully, giving him a toothy smile as she swayed her hips and moved around the table, wearing nothing but those cute satin panties on her big, firm ass.

She sat across from her son and Alex watched his mother make herself a plate of pasta, then casually drizzle his thick cum all over her meal. Alex's jaw almost hit the floor as she savored her first bite, giving an appreciative murr for the taste and digging in happily.

"Mom...that's the hottest thing i've ever seen..."Alex said softly, watching in awe as she literally used her son's cum for seasoning.

She laughed at him and gave her son a wink. "Mommy always liked cum, I just never liked giving head to get it, until your father taught me." She took another bite and slurped up a particularly wet strand of pasta.

Alex shook his head and leaned in to start digging into his meal again, convinced he had the best mother alive.....

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Alessa sighed softly, shooting her father a bored look across the table. The steak was excellent, bloody and well seasoned, just the way any good tiger loved it, but good food and being with her father didn't excuse the fact that they were on a business dinner, and the conversation was all new drugs, stocks, shares, company policy. Eric Frasier was a very prominent physician in the company, a prodigal doctor with specializations in chemical treatment and physical therapy. Most doctors frowned on his disdain for surgical treatments, but it was tough to argue with results. With the right drugs and the right physical therapy, Dr. Frasier had a laundry list of cases which had resulted in successful treatments and cures for a number of diseases and conditions. So of course, Frasier was always expected to attend company dinners, especially when the company was shopping for new providers.

Eating dinner at one of the city's premier restaurants, with wonderful, relaxing atmosphere and amazing food could only go so far for his daughter though. It didn't make up for the fact that there was no dancing, no good music...and no Alex. Of course, every rich mother's son of her father's coworkers all had their eyes on Ali herself. She'd dressed conservatively, a simple black dress that fit her slender waist tightly, stretching over her sweetly rounded ass. The stretchy material made it a little easier to pull her tail through the hole meant for it and she'd groomed her tail again so it was sleek and smooth, wrapping the articulate, soft alabaster limb around her waist playfully. The tip of her tail tapped her hip every so often of it's own accord, as if it were bored...just like Ali herself.

The white tigress' ears laid back as she saw an otter nearby studying her. He raised his glass and saluted her with it, so Ali lifted her own barely touched glass of wine in return...then she looked away when he winked, her tail tapping a little harder. Why did being polite suddenly mean she was interested in him?

"Alessa." Her father's voice was a soothing presence behind her and she turned to look up at her father with her soft ears pricked forward. They instantly laid back when she saw her father's slight frown. "You're not having fun, kitten...I can see it from across the room."

Ali sighed and looked down at her wine glass, giving a small shrug. "Sorry Daddy...I don't mean to look unhappy." She knew it was important to her father's image for her to at least give the appearance of enjoying herself. These functions were an important part of Eric's reputation and as a single father, his daughter being a happy and well-adjusted young tigress was a big plus in the company executives' opinion of him.

Eric gave a small smile, letting his paws fall on her shoulders, the halter dress that crisscrossed her back and left most of it bare let him knead her shoulders slowly. Ali relaxed under her father's touch a bit. "What's the matter, kitten? You used to love coming to these dinners."

"I still do, Daddy, it's just... I wish I could have invited Alex as my date or something." She looked up again, giving a shrug. "I know it's sort of inappropriate, but all the boys here are sort of...overly friendly."

Eric blinked, then gave an understanding nod. "I see...well, it's understandable, considering how beautiful and confident you are, Kitten. You have to understand just how attractive you are to these young men." He paused and tilted his head a bit. "Is it really bothering you?"

Ali shook her head. "No, not...not really. I don't know, I just feel..."Ali wasn't quite sure what it was that was throwing her evening off. At least, not until her father leaned down and spoke into her ear.

"You haven't gotten any cock today, Kitten." he said softly. "Whether you realize it or not, I think you're addicted and your body is getting hungry." He smiled softly. "Why don't you pick one of them and see if he'll escort you on the private balcony."

Ali gasped and she looked up at her father. "Daddy!" she hissed softly. "I couldn't do that to Alex! Servicing you is one thing but...I'm a good girl!"

Eric clucked his tongue softly at his daughter, taking the seat next to her so they could keep the conversation private without looking too improper. He tilted his head at Alessa. "He would really mind? He doesn't seem bothered by you being a good girl for your father, and if you need some satisfaction, why would he deny you?"

Ali stood up angrily. "Daddy, I wouldn't do that to him. I'm Alex's girl." she composed herself, keeping her emotions off her face as she went for that private balcony alone. She was a good girl...Alex's good girl. As much as she hated to admit it, her father was right...now that he'd named it, she realized what she was feeling was an uncomfortable emptiness in her...she wanted a nice fat cock to fill it. But Alex wasn't here so she stepped outside to get a breath of fresh air, closing her eyes and imagining her handsome fox hammering away at her sweet little pussy...Ali shivered and leaned over the balcony, looking out at the dark city, the lights making it look like a sea of multicolored fireflies had nested before her. She closed her eyes again to replay her little fantasy...

Ali suddenly snapped them open again as an image came to her unbidden, of Alex thrusting into his mother, making her scream, instead of Ali. She frowned a touch, realizing it made her a little jealous. Not because she was angry at Alex for taking his mother...more because she was jealous he got to fulfill his needs even though she didn't. Didn't seem quite fair...

"This a private moment?" The voice behind Ali made her whirl a little fast and she caught herself on the mahogany ledge. The owner of the voice casually closed the heavy wooden door to the balcony with his heel, letting it click. He was a handsome rabbit, his ears laying down the back of his neck like long hair. He wore a pair of dark, fitted slacks, his extra large footpaws were bare, like most rabbits it was almost impossible to find shoes that fit. He wore a white silk shirt and black vest, the shirt unbuttoned casually at the collar and a little down his chest, the open vest framing a rather large chest. He looked like he might be carrying a little extra weight, but the rabbit carried it well, looking like a football player. An odd combination for his breed, but it didn't look bad at all. He brought Ali a glass and offered it to her, the slight fizz giving away the amber liquid as gingerale instead of something with alcohol.

Ali took the glass with a soft thanks, rolling it between her paws before taking a sip, glad to taste something other than wine. The rabbit took a sip from his own glass, smiling slightly at her.

"You looked uncomfortable inside...and a beautiful tiger should never be left alone too long. You might eat someone important." He grinned with pleasure when he made her laugh softly.

"I'm Ali." She held out a paw and couldn't help smiling when he kissed her knuckles instead of shaking her hand.

"Kyle." he said. "I'm one of the new research techs for Guiello."

"Oh, the drug development company, right?" Ali asked, recognizing the name from some of her father's perscriptions. "Are you working on anything interesting?"

"That's the one, you're Eric Frasier's daughter, right?" He asked, getting a nod in return. "Nothing super exciting, I'm working on a protein complex for..."He stopped with a smile. "Who am I kidding, you don't want to hear about that nonsense." he tilted his head with a handsome half smile. "I appreciate the interest though...you're very attentive."

Ali laughed and gave a shrug. "Guilty...I mean, I'm sure you're very good at what you do, but it's all Greek to me."

Kyle's turn to laugh and he came to the railing next to her, looking out at the city. "I'll be honest...I'm bored to tears in there. I mean, I get asked the same question about what I'm developing every five seconds...by now I think I've got the answer down to just rote repetition."

Ali winced, since she'd asked the exact same question right off the bat. "Sorry...well, what do you actually like to talk about?"

Kyle glanced over at her, giving a shrug. "Well...how about a game of anywhere but here?"

Ali laughed. "Really? I thought only highschool kids play that game." She paused and considered for a moment. "It's just after midnight, I'm at a rave club with Massive Attack playing live. I hit the dance floor wearing glowing bracelets on my wrists and ankles, and find myself dancing with Luka Virtinnen."

Kyle gave a groan. "Oh, good one. I like the glowing bracelets, nice detail." Kyle took a sip of his drink, thinking. "Alright, I'm at a beachside hotel in the Cayman Islands, it's just past dusk and the stars are starting to come out one by one. I'm in a hot-tub and getting a relaxing shoulder rub from a vixen."

Ali laughed. "Points off for not coming up with a real person." she chided him, taking a sip of her gingerale. She liked this rabbit...he was an easy presence to be around. She paused as an unbidden image of him without his clothes on came to her...snuggling into all that soft rabbit fur sent tingles between her thighs.

"Ok, Ok, you win this round...my turn to start." This time he considered for a little longer, sipping from his drink again. "Alright, I got one. It's a beautiful early autumn evening and i'm stories above a quiet city in the northeast. I'm relaxing with a post dinner drink, sitting in a comfortable chair with the slight wind keeping me cool as Alessa Frasier slowly rides me to an intense mutual orgasm."

Ali was smiling through the whole description until he got to the last part...then her jaw dropped in shock. It was blunt as hell...even if the tingle in her tight pussy grew hotter. "What?" she almost squeaked. Ali looked up from her glass just in time to find Kyle within reach and she couldn't react fast enough to stop him.

Kyle caught the beautiful tigress in strong paws, pulling her up onto her toes and leaning down to press her with a demanding, undeniable kiss. He stroked fingers slowly down her side, his large paw grabbing the tigress' tight ass and squeezing hard enough to make her gasp against his mouth.

"I, Wait, stop...I have a boyfriend." Ali said, trying to pull back, but Kyle's hands weren't letting him go. He kept her tight against him.

"Relax, little tigress...he isn't here." Kyle grinned and pulled her tighter against him, leaning down to nibble at one of her laid back ears, making Ali whimper. She found herself being surprisingly submissive, pulled in a dozen different directions by her emotions, paralyzed by her need and her guilt, her guilt slowly losing. "Besides, I can smell your arousal. You want this."

Ali shook her head. "No, no..."she moaned, her back arching as he slid his other paw up and squeezed her heavy, firm breast. "I can't. My boyfriend..."

Kyle wasn't taking no for an answer though. The large rabbit pressed her against the railing, his knee sliding up between her thighs and grinding slowly against the tigress' pussy, making her soak through her panties in seconds.

Ali's mind was screaming at her to stop...to kick and yell, to get the hell off this balcony with this handsome rabbit...her body just arched to his touch and she slowly rolled her hips, grinding deliciously against his knee.

"I'm going to sit down." He glanced at the heavy smoker's chair waiting on the corner of the balcony behind a pair of heavy curtains that kept it discretely concealed from the restaurant inside. "You're going to lock the door, then come over and strip out of your dress and get on your knees." he pinched her nipple, twisting softly to make Ali moan. He kissed the tigress again, grinding particularly firmly into her sweet pussy before stepping away, leaving her in a daze as he crossed the balcony to sit and wait.

Ali breathed hard, trying to get the smell of Kyle out of her nose, trying to think about Alex, trying to give her guilt a chance and rally her will to escape. She went to the balcony door and glanced over at the rabbit who smiled and spread his knees, beckoning her over with one finger...and she locked the balcony door with a small whimper. Ali stepped over to the chair, into the safety of the curtains and she tugged the halter knot behind her neck, letting the dress fall down to where it was stretched over her hips, revealing her beautiful breasts, caught in a lacy pushup bra.

Kyle growled appreciatively, smiling as the tigress shimmied out of her dress, letting it fall to the floor. Ali had worn a soft, midnight blue thong, perfectly sheer, showing her carefully shaved, silky soft pussy perfectly. She'd worn this thong hoping she'd get to have Alex pull it off her...instead she closed her eyes with a shudder as Kyle reached out and gathered the sheer silk in his fingers and with a single powerful gesture he tore it off her, tossing the ruined thong aside and letting it fall as well. Her whole body thrilled with need and Ali couldn't drop to her knees fast enough.......

Sorry for the wait everyone! I've been incredibly busy lately with work that actually pays the bills...but here's the next chapter and i hope you enjoy it! trouble in paradise for Alex and Ali? wait and see!

-AK