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Encounter In The Woods Part 3

By

Charles Terrell Jr. AKA Nightmask

The week following his last encounter with one of the unnaturally large foxes near where he lived was difficult to say the least for Martin. Between the two encounters, the last of which he'd gone looking for (even if what he got wasn't quite what he's sought) he was quite unable to clear his mind completely as the days went by. He managed to get through work okay but his nights were filled with erotic dreams of demanding foxes that required self-help before he could get to work where wet dreams hadn't done enough to take care of things. It was so maddening! He loved women, nice human women, so why was he finding such arousal from remembering those two sexual encounters with that vixen and todd near his home?

Martin knew long before the week was over that he'd be back again, to see if either one of them showed back up to deal with that strange desire he had for more. No matter how strange or perverse it would be seen to be he so hoped to see one of them again and it didn't matter which one either of them would do. He took care to arrange things across the week with either option in mind, putting together his travel bag and what he might need in case things were rough again. The bite wounds from the male fox had required wearing shirts with high collars to help hide them from co-workers and staying out of the public as much as possible while they healed.

With summer in full swing at least the foliage was thicker and more concealing than it was when he encountered the vixen weeks before or even the todd just last week. Secluded as the spot was he still welcomed anything else that would help provide privacy whatever came his way, more afraid at this point of someone seeing and revealing his perversions publicly than anything bad happening at the animals' hands (or paws as it were).

He set the alarm early that Saturday morning, thankful that summer meant that even the mornings were quite warm, enough so to make his plans such he could show up earlier than he had in previous weeks. While he couldn't be certain they'd show up again he wanted as much opportunity as possible to see them if they were still nearby and looking for him. For attire he settled on what little he wore the last time: sweat-pants, top, and shoes and nothing else. It wasn't like he intended to have any of it on other than to get there and back again after all.

By the time he got back to the site of his previous encounters with the two foxes he found the area had grown considerably since the last time, with a carpet of grass pushing its way up through the previous year's debris. As he looked to set up the blanket he'd brought along this time he was a bit surprised to notice paw prints scattered around the area that he hadn't noticed before. Had one or both the foxes been returning through the week looking for him? Just the thought that they might have done so was quite embarrassingly arousing all things considered, and wondered if they'd been finding a perverse desire for him just as he'd found within himself since they'd so abruptly entered his life.

Once he had the blanket flattened out and anything hard that would jab at him removed for maximum comfort he sat his lunch up in the tree nearby; since he'd planned to make a day of it here whether the foxes showed up or not. He had a pillow to rest his head on, a thick book of poems to read, and had enough to at least keep him occupied once he was naked and stretched out on the blanket if nothing happened.

It didn't take as long as he thought it might (or feared not happen at all) before he heard the crunching of leaves off to his left, something that even anticipating it still had him jumping and briefly moving to cover himself before forcing himself to relax back onto the blanket. In the back of his mind he realized it was coming along one of the paths of pawprints he'd noticed when setting up earlier until once again he was met by the sight of one of those astounding foxes living otherwise unseen in his area.

This one proved to be huskier than the other two he'd met, and scruffier as well. It also didn't seem surprised to find him there as it came trotting into the clearing; indeed it came right over to him as if it did that on a regular basis instead of their first meeting being this day. Either they were getting bolder in general or were a lot smarter than normal foxes and somehow had been telling each other about him after the first two encounters. Whichever it was the fox seemed to think it a standard greeting to 'kiss' him as it dipped its muzzle down and proceeded to press its lips to his and lick between his lips.

Martin didn't resist, he was starting to like the kisses by this point and parted his lips to let the fox lick into his mouth as the others had. The taste was different than the others, less pleasant but not so much he'd have tried to deny the fox its way. With it standing beside him he reached up with his right hand to stroke its head, petting it between its ears while it licked deep enough into his mouth to cause him to cough on occasion from its tongue slipping down into his throat.

With the preliminaries underway it wasn't long before Martin learned it was a male fox that had come along, his left hand having moved through the fox's bellyfur until coming into contact with a significant sheath and partly exposed fox member. Accepting his growing perverted desires he wrapped his fingers around its sheath and stroked it steadily along the fox's member; the first male member he'd ever touched or wanted to touch besides his own. It felt so full and hot and the male's musk was heavy on the breezes whenever they blew them towards his nose.

The fox seemed quite happy with the contact from the way his tail flicked about and his haunches began thrusting into the human's grasp. An occasional spurt of precum would spray out across Martin's wrist and onto the blanket the more excited the fox got. It was practically mating the human's hand with the way its hips were jerking from its animal instinct to breed and its tongue ended up as much all over Martin's face as it did in his mouth from the way the fox was lapping away at him.

Martin gave a start when he felt a cold nose suddenly pressing up between his rumpcheeks, his focus on the first fox having been intent enough he totally missed detecting the second one that had come along in the middle of his submission to the todd fox he was masturbating. Hot breath blew against his skin as he felt a tongue start sliding between his buns; lapping boldly right across his anus much like the male he'd met had done last week. A blush crept across his skin at the thought of having two foxes (or at least he hoped the other one was a fox since he couldn't look and see) at once having sex with him.

The foxes didn't seem to have problems sharing; at least the scruffy one wasn't showing any animosity. Like many males he didn't care as long as he was taken care of and while it wasn't where he expected to have it his shaft was getting the attention it needed to make him happy. He jerked and rolled his hips and humped a bit faster while the hand's grip on his erection grew firmer, more stimulating and milked more of his precum out.

The other fox was more juvenile, with a thinner cast to his form and smaller than the other foxes Martin had encountered to date. It was also apparently enamored with his backside from the way it lapped and tongued at the snug ring of flesh between his cheeks. A more modestly sized shaft also jutted out from the fox's loins to drip precum onto the ground, as it seemed to be trying to drill its tongue into him.

Not sure how to respond to the second fox Martin shifted more onto his side and moved his legs to make things easier for the fox to do what it wanted while he tried to keep the first one satisfied. Horny males like that wouldn't be the best choice to neglect what it wanted and it was way too turned on by this point for him to go slowing down or stopping what attention he gave it because of the other one. It was just so frustrating that he was turned on by it all too but really couldn't do anything about it while he had the foxes to take care of. His shaft ached for release but he kept his hands where they were stroking the fox's head and shaft respectively.

The juvenile didn't seem to have problems with trying to climb onto him at that point, its chestfur rubbing his side and part of his back as it gave up its tonguing at his anal opening and trying to get its shaft into him instead. He could feel the pointed tip jabbing at his buttocks leaving smears of precum on his skin that glistened in the light while it tried to find his rear entrance. While he wasn't able to get onto all fours he did his best to move onto his stomach and lift his backside up until he felt the fox's shaft finally slide between his cheeks and get the first few inches into his rear.

Oh but Martin was glad it was the smaller of the two foxes that had entered him, the other he was sure would have hurt going in if it had insisted on taking him like the first male he'd met had done. It went in easily enough thanks to the earlier preparation (was the fox really that considerate and thoughtful to have done that just to make it easier on him?) until he could feel the small knot at the base coming to rest against his anal ring.

With the fox straddling him in order to mount him he was left feeling its soft chestfur rubbing his back and the fur of its loins against his backside while it stood over him. Having that shaft inside of him it increased the pressure against his prostate and left him moaning softly at the weird pleasure it brought to him; even the otherwise unpleasantly intense odor of fox on the air by this point just added to the perverse delight he was getting from it all.

The first fox meanwhile had been getting his pleasure for much longer than the second and was almost bouncing around on its paws as it shifted around almost constantly. Its jaws caught at Martin's neck painfully as it tensed up and started pumping its hips up into a blur into his grasp, suddenly climaxing with a torrent of cum to join the pre he'd already leaked out over Martin's hand and arm. A trail of fox cum quickly ran (and dripped) from Martin's shoulder and arm as it held his neck possessively in its jaws while its orgasm quickly ran its course until its shaft was left pulsing at random in Martin's grasp.

Once its climax was done the fox released Martin's neck and lapped at it affectionately, a soft murr coming from it that helped distract from the lingering pain from the bite and having the new set of bitemarks licked by the fox. When it was done it stepped forward right over Martin's head until it was pressing its musky shaft against his lips. Blushing at seeing the hard foxhood so up close and personal he wasn't sure what the fox wanted but as it rubbed against his face he gave it a tentative lick then made a face at the awful taste. The fox seemed to enjoy that though and kept at him until he licked it again, getting around the taste as best he could as he licked at the length, guessing the fox expected him to clean it up rather than do it itself.

The second fox had set about riding his backside once it was settled in and seemed to pretty much ignore the first, its hips slapping against his bare backside as its shaft slid in and out of his snug-fitting anal ring. It did though nose in to lick at the older, larger male's shaft along with Martin. Whether because it liked doing so or was showing deference to the other male wasn't certain but it licked away, tongue occasional licking Martin's or into his mouth while they both licked from base to tip until none of the fox's seed was left on it.

Once he seemed satisfied with things the first fox stepped away, tail flicking about as he found a spot nearby and settled down, tail curling up alongside him and head resting on his front paws. He had made a point of settling in where he could watch the other two still while resting off to the side.

It made things easier for Martin once the other fox moved away, letting him move comfortably onto all fours while the juvenile was mating him with growing vigor. His shaft was slapping against his belly with the heated way the fox was humping at him, muzzle rubbing at his neck as it clutched at chest. The fact that the other fox was still there watching made it even more arousing, knowing that someone even if just another of those foxes was watching as he knelt there being taken.

Martin wasn't able to last much longer from the steady thrusts and the stimulating caress of the fox's shaft inside of him as it pumped him full of its precum with each driving push of its erection into him. Clutching hard at his blanket he bit his lip to keep from crying out, not wanting to startle or scare the one on top of him as he climaxed, member jerking to spray his own cum across the blanket and catch his chest with a few spurts.

Before the human he was riding was finished the fox on top of him climaxed as well, pushed over the edge when its knot managed to pop inside of him letting the todd tie himself to the willing human partner beneath him as it emptied its seed into him and added its bite to the others. It kept a solid grip on the human as its hips kept jerking instinctively to keep stimulated and ensure the proper knotting with what was effectively his vixen for the day.

Having that knot inside of him proved distracting from the pain it brought, the large bulge inside of Martin stretching him more than he could have been prepared for as the fox got tied to him. The first hadn't tied with him so had left him unaware just how painful that'd be for a human particularly a male getting that knot where it was never meant to be. He didn't have much choice but to crouch there though supporting the todd's weight and suffer the pained throbbing until he adjusted and the pain faded to a dull ache.

Scrambling to stand its front paws on Martin's shoulders the young fox let out a loud 'yerfle', or at least that was the closest a human could really translate it as. Its tail was also wagging about rapidly as he stood on the human's back, knot holding it quite sturdily in place as it settled back down, not seeming in much of a hurry to get off of its 'mate'. Giving a few licks to the back of his head and neck the fox started grooming Martin's hair like he was another fox it was tending to.

Martin didn't have any idea what the cry was about but the claws on his back were proving a more immediate concern, since even doing his best to remain still the fox still kept shifting around on occasion either to get more comfortable or part of its steady grooming of his head and neck. He did learn though what it meant when more foxes came padding up from the various paths, enough to leave him decidedly intimidated as they all came up and started nosing and licking him all over.

He couldn't be sure but there had to be at least another half-dozen foxes checking him out, including to his surprise the two foxes he'd originally met and had turned him onto the path that led him back here this morning. The female in fact came up with a foxy smirk that made him blush even in the middle of what he was going through and planted her muzzle against his mouth like she had when they first met. The male he recognized nosed up under him and started lapping at his softened shaft along with one of the other foxes.

By the time the fox on Martin's back slid off about the only part on his body the skulk of foxes hadn't licked was his palms and the parts of his legs pressed against his blanket. The rest of him was glistening in the sunlight as their saliva dried on his skin, with fresh licks across his back once it was exposed leaving him wet once again. He gasped and moaned into the vixen's muzzle as she frenched him like she had when they met; the stimulation from all the tongues across his sensitive areas too much to keep quiet since they didn't seem to care if they were licking his nose, ears, dangling balls or well-stretched and open anal ring. It was all good to them.

The skulk was certainly enjoying itself; either from having done similar things in the past or simply delighted by the bounty Martin presented to them. Given the press around him and the vixen's dominating his mouth the juvenile that had just finished dismounting settled for cleaning himself off to the side while watching the rest just as the scruffy male from earlier was. The rest, including two other females besides the first, seemed to be jockeying for who got what they wanted next from their new human mate. Other than occasional nips at each other though and unintended scratches along Martin's hips and back from some of the hornier males trying to mount up it wasn't more than playful fighting over who went next.

Martin for his part wasn't sure how to react since the growling and nips at each other had worried him at first, even if he couldn't see most of it he could certainly feel it when they climbed over him or he felt the tip of a nose or fox's slick shaft briefly prodded at his rump or anus. Considering he never went without at least one and generally two of them licking his hardened shaft and dangling balls he wasn't left to think about their scrabbling about for very long though before being drawn back to that pleasant feeling.

In the middle of all that the vixen finally gave up her muzzle-lock on his mouth and with that smirk of hers lapped him across the face before turning around with a saucy swish of her tail, batting it across his shoulders before backing up towards him. As bright as the sun was by that point there was no way to miss the dampness of the vixen's arousal and the way her vulpine labia swelled with blood. A clear desire for more than just a kiss was on her mind from the way she pushed back to rub her musk into his face and kept at it until she felt him start to lick tentatively at her sex.

By this point Martin had gotten used to the intense odors and tastes from his vulpine lovers (oh how thinking of them like that left him shivering with both embarrassment and desire) and didn't take long to warm to the task of giving the vixen the oral attention she was after. With her tail draping across his head he closed his eyes to keep from getting her fur poked into them while his tongue explored the furless recesses of her puffy folds. He'd never thought his first oral experience would be like this but then again who'd have thought any of the things he'd experienced would come their way? From the way she started prancing around on her hind and front paws he must have been doing something right and did what he could to continue it.

It wasn't long after what was clearly the alpha vixen started her demands for satisfaction that Martin felt one of the remaining males climbing on top of him and the coarse fur of it's belly dragging across his skin as it worked on settling in on top of him. This one was quite well fed compared to the others and considerably heavier, almost pushing Martin down onto his chest before he shifted to handle the unexpected heftiness of the todd that now rolled its hips around jabbing its erection into its soon to be human partner's bare buttocks. Forced to support himself on his left elbow briefly he reached back and helped guide the fox into his rear entrance before one or both of them got hurt from its efforts to get lined up.

A loud yerf escaped the todd once he'd sheathed himself into Martin's backside, finding it still more than snug enough to satisfy him as his knot came to rest against that well-stretched anal ring. His hot carnivore breath panted across his new mate's neck as the fox nuzzled and nipped at it like the others had, causing Martin to shiver at the brief spikes of pain and briefly clamp his anus around the fox's shaft to its added pleasure. Between the previous tongue bath and fox cum poured into Martin it made for plenty of lubrication for the todd to quickly set a heated pace as it pounded away at that receptive human hole.

Each thrust jarred Martin forward pushing his face into the vixen's sex while the todd rode him, causing his own shaft to occasionally slide into the muzzle of one of the foxes still lapping away at his erection. The occasional drop of fresh pre-cum leaked from him as enough time had passed from his last orgasm to start getting drippy, enough to draw the attention of the rest of the foxes not yet getting what they wanted as they chased the scent and taste of it like it was some special treat. If he didn't have personal experience with what the foxes tasted like by this point he'd have wondered what made it such a taste treat for them, instead he simply hoped what little he could produce would be enough to satisfy the group.

The vixen wasn't going to let him neglect her needs while the todd was getting his though, anytime Martin slacked off working his tongue around her sex from the breeding he was getting she'd bump back forcefully against his face and grind her musky regions all over his face and especially humping his nose until he got back to licking away at her. Re-marking her territory seemed to be a motivation for her; given she'd found him first even if she was willing to share with the rest there was a certain desire to make sure her mark was the most prominent amongst all those he was accumulating from the other foxes.

Given the mix of aroused musks leaving the clearing an overpowering and choking stench of fox odors for anyone newly come upon it the quick tying from the second fox to climb onto him already today came as no surprise to Martin, nor the painful swell of its knot as it went from simply leaking precum into him to pumping its hot fox cum into his bowels. The painful bite from those sharp teeth was something he could have done without, even if he was starting to get way too used to that as well as the painful scratches and strong odors.

As part of his mind took in the sensations of being bred like that while still doing what he could to satisfy the vixen another part of him felt like he was taking to being the bottom bitch to all the foxes way too readily. It was embarrassing not just for how much he was enjoying it but for how right it felt, how comforting that the furry weight of that fox on his back was. Even the vixen pinning him that very first time as he looked back at that moment had felt right. Had she somehow been able to sense he had a willingness to make himself available to her and the rest of her unusual breed of foxes? Did he just smell right to them, like he was one of the group for them to so readily accept him? He had no way of knowing and guessed in the end it didn't matter why, given it was the reality now.

Much like the juvenile earlier this todd wasn't in any hurry to dismount and make room for the remaining males; instead settling in with its legs hugging Martin's chest, claws raking against his skin to add to the scratches there from his previous mountings. It didn't release its hold on its mate's neck as quickly as the others had though, seeming to enjoy that position as it closed its eyes and wagged its tail about. Maybe it sensed Martin's willingness to spend the day there and saw no reason to rush giving up that nice warm sheath for its foxhood, or maybe it just liked where it was and saw no reason to give it up until it had to. At least it gave him time to focus on giving the vixen the attention she'd been demanding more of each time he got distracted by the todd mating him.

Martin was finally rewarded with the signs of vixen release when she started stamping at the ground and tearing up his blanket with her claws and flicked her tail around rapidly. Within minutes of that starting she nearly smothered him with the way she pushed her sex back onto his tongue to get it as deep as he could get it into her given the angles involved. Wiggling his tongue around inside of her lapping at those quivering clasping insides as she orgasmed with a series of vulpine squeals and arched spine, juicing not much different from a human female as she washed his tongue with her taste and left him gasping for breath.

By the time she was done with her climax the vixen settled down onto her side, panting softly from the growing heat of the day and the racing of her heart from the sweet release she'd felt. With Martin watching on she rolled her hips to leave them where she could spread her haunches wide and dipped her muzzle in to start lapping herself casually while he watched. As she cleaned herself she proved surprisingly adept enough to flick her tail up to brush against his chest and beneath his chin, showing a measure of affection beyond what one would expect from an animal.

Demonstrating how opportunistic they were one of the remaining males quickly took advantage of the vixen's relinquishing her part of Martin to start lapping at his face with gusto, tongue forcing quickly between his lips as the todd licked up every drop of the vixen's juices still clinging to his face. It didn't do much to reduce the odor of her marking scents that had soaked into his skin by then but did clean him up a bit, and they all seemed to like giving him one of those full-muzzled tonsil-tickling kisses they seemed to favor with him.

To show what appreciation he could while pretty much pinned by the todd on top of him Martin lowered his front somewhat so he could rest on his elbows making it easier to reach with his closest hand to scritch under the todd's chin, eliciting a contented murr from it as it kept up the full-tongue kiss. He couldn't reach farther than that but the fox didn't seem to mind and he didn't like not being able to do something to make them happy instead of resting their passively while they did everything. Not that there was much one could do really to actively please a male mounting him but not like he was in charge to try and find ways to so.

Seeing how long the male on top of Martin was taking to dismount the male deep-throating him with its tongue decided it wasn't going to wait any longer for satisfaction and broke the kiss to head butt the one on top. When all that got it was a soft growl and a tightening of its bitehold on Martin's neck the horny fox simply climbed up on top of both of them walking its way forward until it's hard jutting and leaking shaft bounced before Martin's eyes.

I really should have seen this coming, Martin thought to himself. Too many males and just one of him for them to all get what they wanted fast enough to be happy. Probably not enough of him for the females either since he hadn't noticed any of the foxes bother with trying to mount each other since they'd arrived. They'd all gone after him almost to the point of acting as if the others weren't there at all other than when they'd wanted the same thing. At least they didn't have a thing for wanting to bite what they were fighting over, those teeth were scary enough whenever they scraped his shaft a bit hard while the foxes were lapping at it trying to get him to cum again.

The added weight of almost two foxes now instead of one almost dropped Martin flat, and proved hard on his elbows even with the blanket to pad their being pushed into the hard ground. Being pushed down like that wasn't helping with regards to what the new male wanted either, moving its hips a bit too high relative to his head to easily bring the tip down to his mouth. He wasn't too patient about things either, particularly since the other male wasn't sounding too pleased with being a pawrest for another male and wanted to get taken care of quickly.

Not really wanting to have to long support the weight of two foxes on top of him Martin was quick to do what he could to help. He reached with his left hand to take hold of the fox's shaft, blinking as a spurt of its precum caught his face and dripped into his eye. Squeezing his eyes closed he took a deep breath and pulled the fox's erection down to where the tip could slide into his mouth, gagging a bit at the bitter taste from the precum that was leaking onto his tongue. To keep it from hurting him by banging against the back of his throat he kept his hand near the base letting what he could slip between his lips instead as the fox's jerking hips quickly as it mating his hand and mouth.

Finally getting some of what it wanted the fox spread its legs apart as its haunches jerked rapidly as it thrust into Martin's mouth, that warm heat along with the grasp of his hand around the base providing the stimulation that it needed to finally tend to its own horny desires. It's knot slipped between the human's fingers as the length of its member moved within his grasp, a small swelling but one growing with the pleasure it was receiving now that it had something to mate even if it was just a hand and mouth and not a more suitable hole. Whenever it managed to get in especially deep and slip the tip into Martin's throat it gave a loud yerf of delight all the rest of the foxes understood from the way they perked up their ears and smirked.

Between the bitter taste of fox pre-cum and the prodding at his throat from the todd's glistening member it was proving difficult to keep from gagging, requiring Martin to concentrate on holding everything in while hoping he could adjust or the fox would cum soon enough it wouldn't be a problem. He really wished the other fox had just gotten off of him and let this one have what it wanted, it would have been so much easier on him and wouldn't have left him regretting wishing he could have had a more active role in pleasing them. While he had that more active role it wasn't one he'd have chosen, instead being chosen for him by the foxes like everything else.

Events came to a head so to speak when a particular vigorous thrust combined with the other less than happy male caused his hand to slip, giving the fox freedom to sink its member all the way into his mouth including planting the end right down into his throat. What breath he had would be all he'd have use of until the fox was done for that final stimulation complete with knot inside Martin's mouth left it orgasming with a jet of hot fox cum down his throat, forcing him to swallow reflexively as his throat tried to force out the fox's member and only served to give it added pleasure instead and drain those spurts of fox cum into his belly.

The fox hadn't managed to finish its climax before Martin was forcing its crotch away from his face, cum leaking around his lips as he unplugged his throat enough to breath. Gasping and panting for breath he had to work his breathes around the still firing jets of fox cum so he didn't go breathing in any of it. With the majority of its orgasm over with the fox didn't fight too hard against Martin's efforts, the last of its thrusts from its spread haunches running on instinct until it'd left its load in Martin's mouth and stomach and dropped off the other male and suffering a not so friendly bite for standing on it as it had.

At least it was considerate enough to clean up the mess it had left on Martin's face, licking him clean before dropping next to him to finish cleaning itself up as well. Not that Martin could have qualified as clean at that point by general human standards after everything that had already happened. The fox cum leaking out of his rear as the knot of the fox tied to him shrank wasn't going to qualify him as clean even if one of the still unsatisfied foxes tended to lick it away before it covered too much of his thighs or balls. The only reason it even seemed inclined to finally climb off of him was when both the first female and first male who'd had him stood and growled at it, seemingly because of its greed in not giving up its spot on top of Martin for someone else.

Martin looked around at the remaining foxes that hadn't done anything beyond lick at him yet wondering who'd be next, only to be surprised by what proved to be one of the vixens padding in front of him and lifting her tail up as the alpha one had earlier. Thinking she wanted the same attention the other had he crawled forward and promptly started licking at her vulva only to have her drop her hips and but up beneath his head when he tried. After several more blocked attempts by him she finally forcefully pushed her haunches back beneath head and chest and lifted up with her strong hindquarters he finally caught on to what she wanted.

Given the circumstances it was a nice step up getting to be the one on top for a change, even if the vixen was still the one in charge. There was even something sexy about how she looked with her tail off to the side like it was letting him see everything and her head cocked invitingly as she looked back at him. Not that he'd ever let anyone know he actually was finding an animal sexy but she was, and he didn't hesitate to pull himself forward and climb on top of her in as best mimicry of how the males had mounted him earlier. With her soft fur rubbing against his chest he let his weight settle on top of her which she accepted without complaint, then reached back to help line himself up with her vulpine sex so he could push forward into her without the troubles the males had mounting him.

The vixen let out a little yerf and walked herself backwards as best she could once she felt that bit of hard human maleness work its way past the tight vulpine entrance to her slick inner recesses, finding the differences between the other males she had and this new one strange but quite pleasant. Her reactions were more than simply animal from the way she rolled her hips and took that male tool right where she wanted it. She even tilted her head back to lick him on the cheek before her tail draped around his waist and she looked forward again.

Once he knew he had himself placed properly so he wouldn't accidentally come out Martin wrapped his arms around the vixen's chest and stroked over her belly, feeling her nipples as little bumps in two rows lining the underside. It wasn't something he had any experience at but after a few tentative thrusts he started to get a feel for how to do it the way the foxes do without pulling out too far. As his confidence grew he thrust into her with more vigor (although nothing like what the males had done with him earlier), his crotch pressing snuggly to her backside as he mated her feeling like some virile fox todd from being allowed to mount the vixen.

Martin didn't get to build his rhythm too much though before he was distracted and brought to a halt by the male fox that had been first to mount him last week moving up behind him to lap at his anus and nose around at his dangling sac. The licking and nosing about didn't last long though before the fox looked up at him and smirking like the alpha vixen was prone to do stepped up onto his back casually and started walking forward with his unsheathed shaft bouncing up and down with each step closer to him.

What was it about his ass that had every one of these male foxes so determined to have it? Martin couldn't help thinking as he found himself being covered yet again. They couldn't even wait for him to get done with one before another moved in to take advantage of any openings. He had to drop his hands from the vixen's chest releasing her so he could support himself with his hands and keep the extra weight of the male fox from being added to his on the vixen. The vixen whined beneath him because he'd had to stop mating her while the todd settled into place and planted his foxhood deep into Martin's backside, not even bothering to take it slow after seeing the multiple matings that had already occurred.

Caught between the two Martin did his best to satisfy both, thrusting into the vixen with what little leeway he had with the todd on top of him and riding back onto his shaft at the same time. His face pressed into the vixen's neckfur while the todd's hot breath blew on his neck; the furless filler in a fox sandwich. Sweat glistened on his skin as he sweated from all that hot fur nearly enveloping him being caught between the two foxes. With the way he was always being bitten he did his best to give the vixen a bite to her neck, even though he couldn't hold the grip for long with that fur drying his mouth out.

The vixen seemed to respond to the bites when Martin could manage to bite her, yerfing and shivering beneath him each time and humping back onto his hard throbbing shaft, feeling it pulsing inside of her with the beat of his heart. Her inner treasures clamped down onto his member as it slid within her with each bite, increasing his own arousal and urging him on to a greater pace even given his sandwiched status.

A rhythm soon built up with the trio once the todd on his back got used to having his mount moving beneath him, his thrusts driving Martin forward into the vixen beneath him and causing its currently small knot to pop in and out of his non-resisting anus. His thrusts helping the human breed the vixen while he bred the human, the wagging of his tail reflecting how excited and happy it was getting to mount the human again. Since he couldn't wrap his front legs around his mate he rested them on his back instead, claws digging into Martin's shoulders as he thrust hot and hard into those fox cum-coated depths of his.

Given how well covered he was the rest mostly lounged around watching, grooming themselves, or from the fox sounds they were making occasionally talking to one another. From the sounds of it they were enjoying what they were seeing, with the occasional nudge at one another at a particularly enjoyable display. The only ones not simply laying around relaxing were the remaining todd and vixen that hadn't had any yet and seemed intent on waiting until they could enjoy what the rest of the skulk already had. They were watching intently with an occasional nuzzling or licking at some part of Martin not blocked by the other foxes perhaps to be ready for their chance once the others were finished.

The first to climax of the trio was the vixen; the pounding she was getting with the extra weight and force from the todd added to Martin's giving her a mating like she'd been hoping for. She arched back with a cry that nearly deafened Martin from its shrillness and her sex clamped down on his erection bringing him quickly to a halt, her inner walls rippling along his member as her orgasm tore through her. Her claws adding to the damage from the previous vixen's to his blanket as she dug into it and shuddered beneath him.

While the vixen was frozen by her climax the todd was still pounding away at Martin's rump; having him stopped by the vixen's tightened sex just gave the fox greater enjoyment of the mounting with his mate no longer moving around beneath him. His claws added to the damage as well as he dug them in to get better purchase as it humped at Martin, its knot popping in and out until it swelled too much for it to come back out after its last entry. Tied though he was the todd's hips kept jerking as it thrust away, then bit down hard on Martin's neck as it finally climaxed, spraying its hot seed to join the rest filling the human's bowels.

Between the mix of pain and pleasure from the bites being tied, and the mating of the vixen beneath him Martin finally had his own climax. The near continuous stimulation he'd suffered almost since the first of the males had arrived leaving him turned on enough that even without being able to finish thrusting into her he orgasmed with a cry that was smothered by the vixen's neckfur. His erection jerked within her as he emptied his seed into the vixen's hot fertile depths and tried not to collapse on top of her after all the exhausting sexual activity caught up with him.

Martin didn't know how long they remained sandwiched like that before the todd on top of him finally pulled free with a parting licking to clean him up until his anal ring closed enough he stopped leaking fox cum. Sighing with relief he slid off the vixen with a soft pop of his softening erection out of her sex and collapsed on his side on the blanket next to the vixen. Laying their naked and exhausted he barely moved when the remaining fox and todd moved in to lick and nuzzle at his vixen-cum coated shaft. Their hot breathes washed over his loins as he gazed blearily down at them.

"Can't I get a little rest please?" he asked, his first words of the day. The words sounded so loud in the relative silence even speaking as softly as he was able to. "Please I'll stay all day just let me have a break," he said while they all looked at him, doubting they could understand him but so needing a break before he could handle another frisky vixen and todd.

To Martin's surprise though they actually stopped, the vixen padding up to stare him calmly in the eyes. She stared unblinking for several minutes before finally dipping her muzzle to nuzzle at his cheek and lick it gently before settling down next to him, pressing her side up against his chest. While she did that the todd moved behind him and settled in against his back in a similar fashion, tail flicked up to drape over his hip.

"Thanks," he gasped out, grateful for the respite but also very embarrassed to think that they did indeed understand him and if they understood English they were a lot smarter than any normal animal. He guessed it was comforting to know that he hadn't found himself getting off with animals and could tell himself that if they were that smart they weren't animals so it was okay. As he dozed between the two foxes he sighed softly and wrapped his arms around the vixen in front of him, holding her snuggly as he enjoyed that nice warm furry goodness she gave him and looked forward to restarting things after a nap and something to eat and get ready for another round.