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• The second of the delayed November prompts. We follow a typical lewd day in the life of our favorite space vixen, Krystal, as she enjoys being the free use slut of the Starfox crew. Of course, it was written by Jeeves. Follow him on SoFurry or FurAffinity, and maybe donate to his Patreon.

Just Like Home

Krystal woke up the way she did almost every morning, with a cock brushing against her lips. The blue furred vixen let loose a soft murmur, and even as she stirred in the first hints of consciousness her muzzle fell open to welcome the erection in, regardless of its owner. It only took her a few moments to place the taste, and the familiar feel of the shaft though. She let slip a deeper, growling moan of excitement as true wakefulness swept over her, and her eyes fluttered open to take in the sight of the white and blue feathered loins thrusting forward as a lean but firm hand came to rest on the back of her head.

"Got a few minutes before my first training flight of the day."

Krystal's muzzle smiled around Falco's cock as he informed her of his situation with a throaty moan, not asking if she would tend to him, not even telling her what he wanted as a result of his briefly open schedule. The urgent thrusting of his hips spoke volumes though, and the fact he hadn't asked... the fact he simply knew she would be willing and eager to oblige him, it made the freshly woken vixen's heart stir with joy. With one arm still buried under her pillow on which her now occupied face was still resting, Krystal reached down and pushed the covers off her right the way down to her crotch. She pressed her fingers to her pussy, and moaned around the pumping avian erection as she began to actively suckle on Falco. Just a matter of moments later she felt and tasted the first dribble of pre-cum on her tongue, and as she closed her eyes once again in blissful contentment, Krystal divided her attention equally between actively slurping and licking at the long, slim shaft fucking her muzzle and revelling in the increasingly tight and passionate grip of Falco's hand on her head as he began to well and truly muzzlefuck her.

"Ahh... ahhhfuck, Krystal. F-hhhuhh... gonna fucking cum..."

He didn't try to hold back. Falco didn't try to draw things out as though the length of time before his orgasm was any sort of mark of virility, and Krystal was glad of it. She didn't care if a lover of hers lasted ten minutes, ten hours or ten seconds. If their load erupted down her throat or in one of her holes or over her body, that was all that mattered. Their pleasure. Their satisfaction, and the fact that they had chosen her to assist them in achieving that release. She raised her head slightly and started to bob back against Falco's even more frenzied thrusts. The motion of her muzzle and his cock against one another began to ring out around the room with a wet slapping sound matched in volume only by their shared moans, hers muffled, his strained with impending ecstasy. The vixen felt Falco's grip tugging at her headfur with its intensity. She felt his whole body tensing up, his cock straining and pulsing within her maw. Finally she wailed happily around his erection as the blue feathered bird drove himself to the hilt inside her, his downy feathered crotch grinding against her nose as he threw his head back in a squawking cry of triumphant bliss. Rich ribbons of cum spurted against the back of Krystal's throat, and as Falco shuddered and grunted repeatedly in the throes of his climax, the vixen massaged her clitoris and slurped hungrily at her first lover of the day, grateful for his time and his delicious load.

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Mere minutes later Krystal padded into the communal shower block which lay just down the corridor from her room in the Team Star Fox headquarters. The room was already warm and moist from a couple of the team having no doubt already made use of it, and currently one shower-head a short distance away from the exit was occupied. Peppy had his back to the door in that moment, head raised and body slowly turning under the wide, full-covering nozzle of the shower as he worked soap into his grey fur. When he turned far enough around for Krystal to see his thick, twitching cock though, fully erect and uncut, the blue vixen got his attention with a longing whimper. He glanced over at her without the slightest shame, and grinned as he winked to the younger woman.

Less than ten seconds later, Krystal was pinned to the wet tiled wall by Peppy's broad upper body, his hands gripping her just above the knee on both legs and spreading them wide apart as he drove his cock into her burning hot, soaking wet pussy. They didn't say a word to one another, and though Krystal pressed her face into Peppy's neck to inhale his scent as he began to rut her, neither one of them made any effort to hold back or quieten their shared vocalizations. Peppy fucked Krystal with a speed like no other man could quite achieve, regardless of his greater age and more plump stature. His hips were a blur, and his thick cock stretched her wide open and rendered the vixen utterly helpless as she writhed and kicked out and yelped over and over in rapidly building, all consuming ecstasy.

Krystal came after less than thirty seconds, but Peppy didn't stop. He didn't relent, fucking her just as hard, just as desperately right through her orgasm, and when her cries rose to shrill, desperate shrieks of almost overwhelmed, over-sensitive euphoria, that only served to push the rabbit's jackhammer potency to yet another level. Krystal's hands raked down Peppy's back. She flung her head back almost with force enough to crack it against the tile wall, but still she sobbed in rapturous bliss as another orgasm consumed her and began to wrack her body even as Peppy's thrusts ground against her g-spot with every rapid-fire stroke.

By the time Peppy's balls drained themselves inside Krystal's well worked depths, with the rabbit nuzzling and kissing at the side of Krystal's face in mindless affection as he unloaded a copious volume deep, deep within her, the vixen was glassy eyed and slack jawed. When he let her down out of his arms, her legs gave way and she collapsed into a giggling heap on the shower room floor. And indeed, that was where she was lying as Peppy strolled off to grab his towel without saying a single word, and as she heard the shower room door swing open again as someone else padded inside.

Two hours later, Krystal's still water matted body staggered out of the showers, her hands pressing flat against the wall of the corridor beyond to support her and the mingled cum of Peppy, Slippy and Fox himself oozing out of her flushed, swollen pussy to trickle over her already sodden thighs. Rather than walking back to her bedroom though, to seek a towel to dry herself or any sort of clothes to cover her body, she shuffled and weaved her way along the hallway to the kitchen and canteen area beyond the various bedrooms. Even before she entered the room she heard conversation, laughter, and beamed as she turned into the room to see Fay and Miyu sitting across one of the canteen tables, chatting as they ate their breakfast. The white furred spaniel, facing the doorway through which Krystal entered, giggled and nodded over Fay's shoulder as she saw the vixen. Fay turned and grinned immediately, and the lynx beckoned Krystal over with a playful twinkle in her eye.

"Morning, Krys!"

Miyu welcomed the blue furred vixen cheerily, though when Krystal attempted to respond only a muffled grunt escaped her at first, so blissfully dazed was she after the last couple of hours of near constant cock.

"Caught the shower train again, hmm?"

Fay added as Krystal slumped down on the canteen bench beside the lynx, blushing not with embarrassment but with pride as her wet backside came to rest on the seat with an audible squish not just of wet fur, but of yet more cum oozing out of her pussy and ass alike. She grinned and nodded as she began to pull a box of cereal and a nearby clean bowl towards her, but before she could so much as lift the box to begin pouring her breakfast, Miyu's gaze caught her eye from across the table.

The spaniel waited for just a moment, almost teasing, taunting Krystal with her growing smile and the audible thump of her tail wagging behind her. She didn't make the naked, dripping, simultaneously spent and yet still oh so needy vixen wait long though.

"Hey, Krys? Mind eating me out?"

A happy whine escaped Krystal's muzzle, and even as she shook her head and heard Fay gasp in mock dismay, she was already slipping off the bench and underneath the table.

"Oh, dammit Miyu! I was gonna ask in like two seconds."

The lynx teased, but from beneath the table just a moment later Krystal's voice rang out with excitable longing.

"I'll do you too! Please, Fay. Please... let me do you both?"

From somewhere above her, Krystal heard the two ladies giggle, and then a growl of approval from Fay herself.

"Mmmh, okay. But, you'd better make Miyu squirt good and hard first. I'm gonna want to cum at least twice, so you should probably do her twice too, just for fairness. Right?"

Krystal's eyes rolled back as her head darted from side to side, watching the two ladies shucking off their flight suits right down to their knees, exposing their upper bodies above the table but more importantly revealing their bare, underwear-free pussies to her heavy-lidded and lustful eyes. She whimpered, nodded, then realized that Miyu and Fay couldn't see her, yelping an audible response instead.

"I promise! I... I'll make you both cum twice! At least! I'll make you both squirt, I... I just... please, you both want me?"

Again the ladies giggled, but as Miyu's voice floated down from above while Krystal's face was already nuzzling in between the spaniel's snowy furred thighs, her words rang with utter sincerity.

"We don't just want you, Krystal. We need you."

A spontaneous spray of the vixen's own juices drummed against the canteen floor, and she shrieked in blissful glee even as she lunged her muzzle forward and began to rather forcibly, greedily drive her tongue against the dog's clitoris. Miyu's thighs clamped down around her face just as she heard the spaniel yelp, while Fay moaned in voyeuristic excitement nearby, and as Miyu's words rang in her mind over and over again, Krystal's heart thundered joyfully within her chest.

She was needed. Her body. Her ability to please. To satisfy. Her libido was needed by all of her cherished allies, her dearest friends and lovers. When she had chosen to leave her own world in order to better protect it and others, Krystal had feared she would never feel that way again. She had seen the way other worlds conducted themselves; dressing their peoples' bodies in many layers of fabric, considering sex as something private and governed by so many unspoken rules and judgemental taboos far beyond the fundamental requirements of enthusiastic and informed consent. It had seemed impossible that she would ever know the comfort, the reassurance which came from such complete and mutual trust that sex could be shared without a word. Without any expectation of reciprocity or even the slightest consideration of rejection.

And yet... here, amongst her friends, her team, her new family, Krystal had found that peace and satisfaction once again. It had taken some time, it had taken a lot of reassurance from her to all the others to help them overcome their own societally ingrained boundaries. But now?

"Ohhfuck, that's it. Krys. Fuck, right there. Eat my cunt..."

Miyu snarled as Fay giggled and moaned, her fingers audibly working her own pussy and the scent of her arousal drifting in amidst the much stronger, immediately present scent of the spaniel's wetness against Krystal's muzzle.

Now, this place felt just like home.

Full of love. Full of pleasure.

Full of friends and lovers who didn't think twice about using Krystal for their pleasure any hour of the day, any day of the week. Who knew her so well that they knew how much it meant to her to be trusted to such extremes. To be wanted, to be needed with such untamed, uninhibited lust.

This place was home.

These people were her family.

And Krystal... as she knelt beneath the table with cum oozing from her holes, with her fingers delving into her own achingly tender pussy and her muzzle pressed hungrily to Miyu's dripping pussy as Fay craved her attentions from close by, was the luckiest vixen in all the worlds.

By Jeeves.