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Paul wandered into the delivery door, "Hey, Dad?" The brown and white lop carrying himself with his usual slouched posture.

"What?" came the reply from the open office door. His father poked his head out of the office door. They graying rabbit pushing his glasses back up his nose with a curious twitch.

Paul hooked a thumb at the door, "Picked up the stuff, but the van's on it's last ugga chuggas."

His mother's head poked out of the kitchen, "On it's last what?" Her dark, rich pelt dusted with flour, making the older doe almost match her son's colors.

"Ugga chugga. You know, it's what helps get the donkey power down to the road."

The doe blinked, then looked at his father in a silent cry for help. A sigh, "I know, it's been struggling on hills. Don't know what's wrong with it. Certainly not the lightning whirlers, or..." about then he got hit by a kitchen towel.

Ella started back into the kitchen, "I swear, you two and your..." what complains she had was cut off by the rattle of metal. His father and he shared a smirk. "Oh, Paul I need you to take this upstairs." She pushed the food cart out to him with a smile, "Please and thank you. Your father and I will unload the van."

His already slouched form sank a bit lower. The tall lop all but laying on the food cart, "I thought Louise was handling room service."

"She is, and she's already taking a cart up. This one is ready now, so if you don't mind." She gave him _The Look_and he just sighed. Of course she knew that sigh well, "Thank you!" and gave his cheek a kiss before sweeping past. "Come on, Hubert. Made sure to get enough so that we can be ready for the..." again her voice faded away as she went out the rear door.

His father shrugged and followed after, leaving Paul to wander down the hall with the cart. Eyep, this was his life. Had been his life since he could walk. Helping out at the family's hotel, Bohemia Lake. His grandparents founded the place. Bought up some land, built the place, and found success. They passed it to his father. Then his father would pass it down to... well whichever of his siblings got stuck with it.

It'd probably be him, since he was going to college for Hospitality. Don't get him wrong. He loved the place, and his folks were good about listening to ideas he had. It was more the how of they went about asking for things from him. Like not even telling him what room he was supposed to go to.

There was the receipt. Mom was always consistent about putting that on the cart. Quick check showed it was Room 204. He liked to guess what type of person was in the room based on the meal. Bacon cheeseburger, extra pickle, side of fries, garden salad with a cream dressing (his mother's signature dressing), and a brownie swirl shake.

Well, seemed like a lot of food for one person. Probably a couple. Though the rooms had fridges, advantage of being a resort, so maybe they were saving the salad for later. Certainly an omnivore.

Shame that 204 was near the elevator. He didn't have much time to ponder before he was at the door. A door that was propped open slightly with the swing lock. Even knowing that was usually an invite, he knocked on the door, "Room Service." Didn't want to walk in while a guest was getting ice or something.

"Come in," the voice was husky, deeper, feminine. Paul nudged the door open and stepped inside to find a bear lady.

A lone bear lady.

A lone, bare bear lady.

She was a grizzly lady. Looked like she might just be creeping up on her late 30s. Her fur was impeccably groomed. Smooth and glossy, a rich mahogany that shone in the natural light leaking in from the windows. As he stared at her, she stretched slowly, showing off her body. Those thick thighs, luscious curves, and ample breasts. A smile curled across her lips, "Want a tip, Cutie?" Her hand slid over her belly and down to her pussy. Bright, red painted nails spreading her lips just enough to let him see the slick entrance.

"I.. uh..." he stammered a bit, pants tightening up, "Yes, Ma'am." Paul nudged the cart in and shut the door. Then bumped his hip against the cart, stumbled, and cursed. His ears folding back with an embarrassed laugh.

The bear chuffed a laugh, "Careful, Sweetie. Just call me..." she hesitated a moment before her eyes narrowed with a smile, "Missy." Her fingers spread her entrance a bit more, "Come and get it."

Paul hurried over to the bedside and dropped to his knees. Missy started to say something, but her words fell off as his tongue dove between her fingers. "Ahh...oh..." she grumbled happily. Heavy legs spreading wider as he leaned in. Nose twitching against her heavier aroma. Just a quick lick. Enough to make her gasp. Then another one that circled up and under her fingers. His own digits sweeping in to join her. Massaging her thighs as he buried his nose into her folds. Paul's moan joining hers as his tongue slipped up. "Oh!" she cried out as his tongue found her clit and tickled. A quick lick before he suckled on the button. His hand danced over her thigh and up. Two fingers joining his mouth in testing her. Those floppy ears of his rolling as her voice lifted higher.

Missy didn't let him stay down long. Her large hand practically covered his head as she massaged it. "Oh fuck... Honey," the bear gasped and arched, legs spreading wider. "Oh... baby!" Her thighs quaked. She was wet enough that she must have been playing with herself before he got there. "You're eating me like..." she bit her lip and hissed, "a fucking champ!" One hand stayed on his head as she arched, grabbing her breast with a guttural moan.

Paul groaned at her praise. Redoubling his efforts as his fingers pumped her faster. Tongue darting in and around them, never staying in one spot too long. His belt chimed as he hurriedly opened his pants. The buck gasping into her snatch as his cock sprang free. Body arching into his own touch as his cock throbbed. Tip swelling proudly and dripping precum as he toyed with himself.

She grabbed his ears and tugged, "Fuuucking hell, get up here."

The pull made him wince, but the lop stood up. "Shouldn't I?" he nodded down at her pussy, muzzle all but dripping from how wet she was. "I mean, what about a condom or..."

Missy sat up, still holding his head. The bear pulled him into a kiss, cramming her long tongue into his mouth. His eyes went wide as she nearly shoved her tongue down his throat. The heavy-set ursine pulling away with a huff, "I want it..." she grinned, "bareback." Paul looked equal parts dumbfounded and stunned, a sideways grin on his maw. A look that made her giggle giddily as she turned. Bed creaking as the large female shifted onto her hands and knees. Shoulders nearly touching the mattress as she presented herself.

Paul kicked his shoes off and scrambled up onto the bed. Stumbling as his pants slid down. The lop somehow managed to get them off without tripping himself. The bear groaned quietly and arched towards him, eyes lidded as she looked back. "Come on, show me what..."

Missy gasped as he grabbed her hips and practically leapt atop her. The eager buck quickly lined up and slammed his cock into her. She wasn't expecting the lop to be as well endowed as he was. Nor was she expecting him to be as tall or built. Granted, he wasn't as large as she, but he was a French Lop and kept in shape.

Paul uttered a low growl as he hunched over her. Arms crossing over her back and pressing down. She gasped as he force her spine to arch more. Those plump breasts pressed tight to the mattress as the buck hunched over her. His first thrust was slow, testing her. Then second a little faster, a shiver racing through the lop at the feel of how wet and hot she was. "Ffffuck," Paul groaned out. Taking a deep breath as if to steady himself.

And then he fucked her.

It was funny just how much of a stereotype he was being. A rabbit that not only wanted to fuck, but was damn good at it. He kept his weight down on her lower back. Half-crouched over the larger female as his hips peppered hers hard and fast. The rapid crack of his hips off her groomed backside trying to drown out her growing calls.

Missy groaned and called out. Nails scraping off the end table as she tried to find something to grab and squeeze. Her hips shook and bucked, threatening to throw the male. Yet that only seemed to spur the buck on more. Thrusts coming that much harder as even as she shook and gasped.

Her head rolled and tongue slipped from her maw, "Oh..." came the breathless gasp, "my..." she huffed, "GAWD!" She bellowed, head dipping low as she shuddered under him. Thighs quaking with the force of her orgasm. Any male would be proud of hearing her. Smelling her arousal and feeling how it soaked his lap.

Paul was just getting started.

Eyes rolled as the buck slowed. The bear's ears perking curiously as she felt him shifting behind her. She didn't feel the familiar warmth of seed in her. So what was he...

BAM!

He picked up right where he'd left off. Only giving her long enough to catch her breath before he was rutting. "Yeah!" he huffed, sweat starting to mat his fur. "Feels good doesn't it?" Bracing his elbow on her ass, he reached under and grabbed a breast. Fingers sinking into that plump flesh. "Bet you haven't been fucked like this in a while!"

Oh she wanted to answer him. Longed to tell him that he was the best stud she'd had in years. She could barely catch her breath. Each time she managed to start saying something, he'd begin his assault anew. Pinching her nipple and twisting. Biting her shoulder or neck. Even just changing the angle he jack-hammered her at. The cheeky buck even let his hand wrap around her throat and pull her back. His tongue dancing at the edge of her maw. Always mixing it up. Quickly pushing her to another orgasm mere moments after her last.

"Gon..." she gasped, "gonna..."

Fingers dug into her breast as he threw himself hard against her, "CUMMING!" the buck grunted over her.

Missy's eyes rolled back as she peaked. That word more than enough to throw her into a shuddering, drooling climax. Her entire body shaking under his as the buck blew his load right into her unprotected cunt. Claiming her body with his load and leaving her shuddering.

Paul hunched over her, panting with a wide grin. The buck pulled back slowly and reached down, spreading her lips. He watched as her pussy shook, then began to drool slowly. "Fuck..." he huffed, "Needed that. Um," ears twitched. The room smelled of sweat and sex, and his plush fur was absolutely soaked with her honey. "Mind if I clean up real quick?" He hopped off the bed before she responded, already making for the bathroom.

"W... wow," she croaked, dropping to her side. Just staring dreamily at the buck as he ventured into the bathroom. Her eyes going wide as he clicked on the light.

He knew the bathroom well. Wasn't a single room that Paul hadn't cleaned or helped renovate. It was always clean, simple, yet modern. He had no problem finding a washcloth and soap to start cleaning himself. Though he did angle an ear towards the shower ever so slightly. He could hear worried, yet excited, breathing from behind the curtain. The heavy musk of a male bear hung in the room. He waited, taking his time to clean up, fully expecting to feel the large male come up behind him.

When no shadow loomed over him, Paul quickly dried up and grabbed a fresh cloth. There was a slight smirk on his face as he watched the bear peek from behind the curtain. "Um," he started as he came back into the room. "Sorry, just..." he gave a breathless laugh, "that was fucking... wow." He gave her a somewhat shy looking smile, "Can't say I was expecting that."

Missy panted as she took the cloth, "I wasn't either..." She looked him over thoughtfully, the bear licking her lips. Though her eyes kept dancing to the bathroom and back.

"Yeah, uh..." he rubbed his head, "not supposed to do this, but..." he trailed off and went to the small desk. Ignoring the camera that was hidden under some haphazardly, yet carefully, placed clothing. He took the notepad and scribbled something down. "If you want to... you know," he gave a slightly more confident grin, "while you're here..." Paul tapped the notepad and winked. Moving to get his pants.

"Oh?" her eyes brightened, "Oh! Of course, will be here a couple days..."

He caught her in the kiss this time. The buck happily shoving his tongue into her mouth. Not nearly as throat-fucking as her earlier kiss, but she did melt into it. Especially as his fingers cupped her breast and toyed with her rock hard teat.

Paul licked his lips as he broke the kiss, "So... um... I need to run down. If I'm gone too long," he motioned to the door. "Oh yeah! Your order." hopping into his pants, he swept the tray of food onto the desk. Making sure to walk back and forth in front of the bathroom. Amusing himself by listening to the stumbling from within, and ignoring it. "Just..." he offered another grin, "gimme a call if you want more." He winked.

Missy looked like she was about to start laughing as well. Her eyes darting past him to the bathroom then back. "Oh certainly..." she trailed off.

"Paul."

A wide grin, "Paul, will give you a call later. Maybe you can show me more of the..." the bear licked her lips and ran her fingers over her pussy. She lifted the creamy mess, "Local flavor..." she offered a seductive smile as she licked his surprisingly sweet cum off her fingers.

He grinned, "Would love to, just gonna..." he bounced off the cart while trying to get his shoes on. A yelp and nervous sounding laugh as he hopped out of the room.

Paul perked an ear and listened at the door. The lock had barely clicked in before he heard a muffled, "That was close."

"How was he?"

"I'm still quivering. Thought he was about to fuck me senseless!" A muffled 'uh huh' as the bed creaked. Then started to creak again, slowly, as Missy began to sing Paul's praises to her partner.

He shook his head with a silent chuckle. Casually tossing his shoes to the floor and stepping in. Smoothly making his way down the hall and back to the elevator. Ah, he loved a bit of theater and acting as well, so sue him.

Elevator dinged and Paul stepped in without looking. "Hey, watch it, Fucker."

"You watch it, Bastard."

Louise stuck her tongue out at him. His sister's vibrantly pink hair plastered to her scalp from a shower. "So what'd you have?" The question was casual, just business as usual.

"Cuckolds. A pair of grizzlies. Utter newbies at it too. Husband was hiding in the bathroom," he mimed jerking off. "Or as they put it," he plucked up the copy of the receipt, "Bacon cheeseburger with extra pickle. Salad with extra cream. Brownie swirl milkshake. They'll probably tip well though."

Her muzzle wrinkled, "Bacon cheeseburger with extra pickle?"

They shrugged and thought, "I guess bacon means pork, pork is in sausage? I dunno, will have to see what those fuckers online are saying the 'secret menu' is now. What about you?"

Louise winced, "Pair of hot dogs and a banana split with extra strawberry sauce." She mimed with her hands, "Large hot dogs."

Paul blinked, "Wait, those wolves that checked in earlier? I figured they'd ask for me."

"I wish they had. Those boys don't know the meaning of 'careful with the knot.' Be a miracle if I can sit down."

The elevator dinged, "Surprised they didn't go for the same hole."

"Oh they tried!"

No one in the family knew, or told, just how the resort came to be known as a haven for swingers. Though he was certain that his grandparents had seen an opportunity and went for it. Word got out, somehow, that the place was rather discreet and open. Then came the rumors that the staff was 'happy to indulge' with some things. Then came the internet and rumors spread like wildfire there. Hell, he and his siblings spent part of each day trying to correct rumors and head them off. The 'secret menu' had started as a joke at some time then got out of hand. Too many tourists found and believed it. The regulars just knew how to ask properly.

Some folks hated what they did here. Though since they weren't selling services, and getting tipped for it didn't count, it was entirely legal. What happened between consenting adults was entirely different and legal.

He looked over Louise a bit and found himself examining her body. She was as tall as he was, just as fit, and had a killer figure. Only helped along by the tight top she wore and that criminally short skirt. Her figure was every bit as good as Dani, her mother, did.

Of course she caught his look, "Ugh, gimme a couple hours before you start looking at me like that. Just took two knots the size of a fist up there. And you," she prodded her half-brother's chest, "just fucked some poor housewife senseless, Beast. Can't be that hungry for more already." She reached up to comb fingers through her hair, then frowned. "Ugh, those two gave me a full facial." Louise sniffed, "Gonna smell like wolf all night."

Paul snorted, "Amelia got some new scent killer shampoo in. See if you can borrow some, Freak."

"Will do, Asshole." She bounced her service cart off his and pushed it out. Though not before flipping her skirt up to show off the goods.

He rolled his eyes and smirked, following after her in his signature slouch. Up ahead, he heard a huffed, "Really, Mom? Right there on the counter?" Louise leaned back, "Paul, our Moms are violating health codes with Dad again."

"So long as the food's covered, I don't care." He shrugged, looking at his phone as it buzzed. The buck smirked and pushed the cart at her, "Put that away will you? Booty calls."