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A Little Friendly Competition.

Written and Edited by: Mountainkitty

“So, what did you do?”

“I guess…I just…got over myself. I didn’t let the word control me.”

“Yeah, but. How did you ‘get over yourself?’ Like, what made it okay? Cause the last time I used it, you nearly decked me.”

“And I'm sorry I nearly did, Saph. I was drunk.”

“You’re not answering my question, V.”

“And you’re not even doing your upkeep. Now untap your shit already and draw a card.”

“Fine, fine.”

Saph hovered her broad, fuzzy lynx paw over the coffee table and spun her laid-out playing cards ninety degrees, one by one. Then she pulled a card off the face-down deck to the side of her playing mat, adding to the four cards messily fanned out in her hand. She frowned at her cards. “Okay…now tell me what you did while I figure out what to do with this crappy hand.”

“I had her call me a mutt, like, a bunch of times. It was like sucking poison out of a snake bite, but emotionally. It hurt at first, but eventually, it didn’t. Then…I really started to like it. Like when Rose calls me it.”

“Mutt,” Rose murmured from her spot on the couch behind Violet. The cheetah lounged on her back, eyes glazed over while she watched her drag queen reality show on the TV across the small living room. Saph’s cervine girlfriend, Alex, lounged on the loveseat across the room behind Saph, only paying partial attention to their conversation. Most of her focus was glued to the digital screen of her costly, hi-resolution camera from which she made a living.

Violet’s fur bristled at the word, and Saph looked up from her cards with a mischievous grin. “Can I say it?” She asked.

“No,” Violet replied plainly. Her fur settled, and she let her two cards dangle in her fingers as she looked up from them. “You gonna cast anything or what?”

“Don’t rush me, V.” Her eyes flickered at her twenty-sided die and the ‘2’ displaying how close she was to losing. “I’m in a very precarious position here. I need to think.”

“All you’re thinking about is Meredith getting busy with me. Now play the game or pass your turn.”

“Okay, okay.” Saph placed a land card down and went back to her hand. “Soooo…what happened then?”

Violet scoffed at Saph’s tireless curiosity. At least she wasn’t laughing at her this time. Violet hurriedly gave her some details, her patience at its end.

“We cuddled, Rose and I kissed, then she went knuckles deep. There you go, Saph. Now, do your turn.”

“Knuckles deep, you say…” Saph mused. She flipped all four of her land cards sideways and threw down a card from her hand. “There we go, ‘remove all creatures from play.’” She boasted, reading the card’s instructions. “And since I have none, that card’s all for you, my dear.” Violet gritted her teeth, then groaned and started removing cards from her side of the table, setting them aside, leaving her playing field a little more spacious and wide open for attack. That was if Saph had anything to attack with.

“Ugh. I hate you.” The coyote grumbled. “So, you finished your turn or what?”

“Yeaaaaah. I’ve been getting nothing but shit this whole game. Not enough lands and too many expensive cards.”

“Gotcha.” Violet turned her cards around and drew one from her deck. She flipped a few lands sideways before placing a dragon creature card on the table. “This thing has haste and flying, so I tap it, attack you for four, and finish you off. You lose.” Saph threw the cards in her hand on the table in defeat, then stretched her arms above her head.

“Ah, shit. Well, you win some, you lose some.” She looked over at Alex and extended her paw. “Yo, babe, pass the dab pen over here.”

Alex took a draw from her cannabis oil pen and handed it off to the lynx. Saph snatched it up and pulled a draw from its mouthpiece. The skunky vapor plumed from her muzzle like a fog machine when she spoke next. “Another round?” She asked, grinning at Violet from behind the cloud.

“Yeah, in a bit.” The coyote mimicked Saph’s prior stretch and stood up from the pillow she’d been sitting on. “I just need to stretch my legs first.” She padded to the living room window and gazed down at the street of busy mammals walking along the city sidewalks, trying to avoid the early summer rain.

“Sounds like Meredith stretched you pretty good last week.” Saph quipped. She looked over at Alex with a shit-eating grin on her face. “Am I right?” Alex smirked, her eyes still glued to the camera’s display.

“Damn right she did,” Rose said plainly from the couch. Saph’s grin slumped in surprise, unaccustomed to the petite cheetah being so brash. She turned to face Rose, and Rose flashed her a shameless look that exuded confidence. “You guys ever try…tail sex before?” She asked. With the mention of ‘tail sex,’ she had the other couple’s immediate attention. Alex gazed over from her camera curiously. Saph stared at her wide-eyed like she’d just seen an alien.

“What?! No?!” Saph exclaimed. “What the fuck is that?!” The lynx crawled toward the cheetah on hands and knees, kneeling next to her spot on the couch and placing her paws on the cushion. “Violet never mentioned tail sex.” Saph looked over at Violet, then back at Rose with urgency. “Details…I need details! Now!” She shook the cushion supporting Rose’s upper body.

Rose twisted her head around to where Violet mammal-watched at the window. The coyote was swaying her hips lazily back and forth in her skinny jeans and loose hoodie, her tail swaying with her movements. “You wanna tell her?” Rose asked, a toothy grin spreading across her muzzle.

“Gladly,” Violet replied. She held her hand out behind herself, refusing to look away from the activity outside the apartment. “I’m gonna need another hit from that pen, though.” Violet turned her head and looked back over her shoulder, giving Saph a demanding glare. Saph hastily tossed her the pen, and Violet caught it like it was second nature, cementing her seriousness. She knew she had Saph on the hook now, and the lynx’s usual mockery of her and Rose’s sexcapades was done.

Violet drew off the pen and crossed her arms, her gaze returning to Seatosky City’s soggy atmosphere outside. Recalling what she, Rose, and Meredith did that night only a week ago almost made her as moist as the streets three stories down.

“Yeah,” Violet began, vapor streaming from her maw as she spoke. “So, Meredith is a kangaroo, right? Well, one thing a lot of mammals overlook is how long, rigid, and tapered kangaroos’ tails are.” She let her words hang in the air like the vapor swirling around her head. She didn’t need to turn around to know that Saph would hang onto every word, her attention undivided.

Her ear twitched at Alex’s shuffling, the doe sitting up as she, too, gave Violet her unwavering focus. Violet’s mouth turned up in a sly smirk. Meanwhile, Rose’s gaze snapped between the two, reveling in Violet’s new command over them. A smirk of her own crept up the side of her snout.

“Yeah, and?” Alex asked. “Quit with the suspense, Violet. She…put it in you, right?”

Violet’s muzzle split in a broad and toothy grin. She turned around to face the three, tossing Rose the vape pen. The cheetah caught it effortlessly and took a long puff. The two gave each other sly, knowing looks.

“Yeah, she put it in us, alright.” She gestured to Rose with a nod. “Rose got it first, but the ‘M-word’ cut it a bit short.”

“Even then,” Rose cut in. “That short time with that tail was…” She shuddered, reliving the memory like Meredith was giving it to her right there. “Fucking unreal.”

“It was ‘slammin’, as Meredith would say,” Violet added with a snicker.

“Yeah.” Rose swooned.

“Then, much later on, she took turns with us, fucking us with that tail. God damn… There was nothing like it.” Violet leaned against the window behind her, staring off into space beyond Saph and Alex. She, too, was reliving the experience. Rose and Violet both looked like they’d taken something much more potent than cannabis. Heroine, more like. Saph was chewing her lip. Alex looked on with her mouth agape.

“What the fuck did it feel like? How did she do it? How hard did you cum?!” Saph blurted out, pleading with them to go on. “C’moooooon. Tell me, tell me, tell me!” She hobbled up to Violet on her knees and hugged the coyote’s leg, shaking her like a humping dog. She roused Violet from her blissful stupor, and Violet shook the horny lynx off her limb.

“Alright, alright. Down girl!” Violet commanded. “Sit!”

Saph sat on her feet and begged like a dog, draping her paws before her chest. Violet rolled her eyes and scoffed, going along with Saph’s bit and giving her a pat on the head. “There we go. Good girl.”

Saph knitted her eyebrows. “C’mon, V. Spit it out already.” Saph wined. “Stop being such a tease.”

Violet chuckled. “Okay, so, the tail… Yeah, it was nuts. She could move it like she could her arm. Like, the rest of us can move our tails, but she could curve it and thrust it. It was pure muscle and tapered, so it slid in easily but stretched the further it went in. It was like a living fuck machine.

“Yoooooo…” Saph marveled.

“No shit…” Alex added, her voice trailing off in awe. “I didn’t know kangaroos could do that.”

“Yes, shit.” Rose rebutted. She giggled, taking glee in knowing for once she and Violet had an experience the other two could only dream of. “She could do it with no hands, so she could touch us in other ways while she did it.” Her tone took on a gradually heightening level of sensuality as she spoke. “Play with our tits, our clits, pull our hair, pull our tails, make out with us-”

“Stop, stop!” Saph cried, interrupting. “I-I’m gonna faint.” She ran her paw through her bushy head fur, letting out a flustered breath. “God damn, that’s so hot.” Her head turned back and forth as she gazed between Rose and Violet. “Can you guys get us in on this? I wanna feel that tail. I gotta feel that tail.” Violet crossed her arms, enjoying her friend’s excitement.

“If she’s cool with it, yeah. We had a few romps with her, but Rose and I aren’t playing with her anymore.” Saph looked at Violet like the coyote had spontaneously turned inside out.

“What?! Why?! Why would you give that up?!”

“We hired her,” Rose stated. “She works for us now at the salon. She doesn’t sleep with her bosses. Her words. Plus, she’s right. Employees and Employers shouldn’t mingle like that. It’s unprofessional.”

“So, she’s available?” Alex asked. Violet answered this time.

“Yeah, she always was. But I guess she’s even more available now.” Saph and Alex looked at each other, then to Violet.

“Please introduce us, Violet.” Alex pleaded. “We’d be more than appreciative. We’ll buy you guys a round at The Dam.”

“Oh, I’ll buy you more than a round.” Saph added, her desperation exceeding the doe’s many times over.

“We’ll pass the message along,” Violet mentioned, nonchalantly looking down at her hand and checking out her nails.

“We could convince her to join us for drinks one night,” Rose added. “I bet she’d even take a liking to you guys. She joined us the night we met her. The night we fucked her. Apparently, she’s slept with Jessica since we were there last. Jessica gave her her number and everything.”

“Jessica hands her number out like it’s going out of style.” Alex quipped, tossing her brown hair. “Regardless… Very hot.”

“Fuck…” Saph breathed, getting up off the floor. “I hope she likes us.” She marched over to the loveseat to join her girlfriend. “Cause, you know, I can be a bit of a bitch.”

Violet and Rose burst into laughter.

“’A bit’ is ‘a bit’ of an understatement.” Violet teased.

“’Loud’ is definitely a word I might use,” Rose added as Violet walked in front of her, lifting the cheetah’s legs so she could sit down. She laid Rose’s legs across her lap and spread her arms over the couch’s backrest.

Saph brushed their laughter and comments off with a wave of her hand. “Ahhhh, screw you guys. I’m the best.” She nestled beside Alex, stroking her fingers through the doe’s fur. “Don’t you know it, babe?”

“Best at being a nuisance. Maybe.” Alex sassed. Saph shot her a frown, and the doe took the lynx’s chin in her palm. “But you’re my nuisance, and I love you for it. I’d take nothing less.”

“Awe,” Rose crooned from across the room. Saph climbed over Alex and planted a big kiss on her lips. The two shared a tender embrace while Saph straddled Alex’s hips, then she withdrew a bit and brought her hands up to massage her girlfriend’s ears. “Yeah? Am I being a nuisance now?”

“No,” Alex murmured. “Now you’re being cute.”

“How about now…” Saph whispered, leaning forward and pressing her muzzle against Alex’s. Rose and Violet watched them, then turned to look at each other. Rose smirked at her coyote.

“Is Alex the only cute girl getting kisses right now? Or do I get some, too?” Rose softly asked. Violet winked at her. She nestled alongside the cheetah, and the two embraced each other. As they kissed, their ears pivoted toward the loveseat, listening to the smacking of the other couple’s lips. There was a gasp and a giggle. They each opened an eye and peered over at the loveseat. Saph was busy feeling up her doe, one hand caressing Alex’s cervine face while the other got busy along her thighs.

Rose and Violet stopped what they were doing to stare at the other two, their faces hovering with only inches between them. Violet frowned when Saph’s hand slid between Alex’s legs, attempting to get inside the doe’s sweatpants. Rose’s eyes acted differently than her partner’s. They opened with curiosity…

“Saph,” Alex giggled, her hand lowering toward the lynx’s. Saph ignored her and kept going like the horny little feline she was, clearly worked up by Rose and Violet’s tale. Alex’s hand fumbled with Saph’s wrist, her motions growing in urgency. “Saph.” She said again, her tone stiffening and rising in volume. Violet and Rose watched as Saph’s paw tugged at Alex’s waistband.

“Saphire! Stop!” Alex wrapped her fingers around the lynx’s wrist and pulled it out between them. The feline ceased her advances at the sound of her birth name. Saph’s mischievous grin remained plastered on her face, placating the brief frustration from Alex’s visage. “Hun,” Alex began explaining in her best motherly tone. “We have company. Don’t subject them to things they didn’t consent to seeing.” Rose spoke up from under Violet.

“It’s cool. You guys can keep going if you’d like.”

Violet’s face snapped toward Rose’s, her eyebrow cocked and mouth agape in awe. “What?” She blurted out. The other two mammals mirrored Violet’s shocked expression.

“Yeah, what?” Alex asked. “You actually wanna see us…get busy?”

“Sure. Why not?” Rose replied. She turned to look at Violet, taking in the coyote’s confusion. “What? They’re cute together.” She ran a finger seductively down the ridge of Violet’s muzzle, bopping her nose when she reached the end. “You don’t like the idea of…dinner theater?”

“Dinner theat—“ Violet began, stopping herself when she realized Rose was making an innuendo. The ‘dinner,’ of course, being between the cheetah’s legs—a Michelin star meal on its own. “Oh…” she murmured.

“Yeah?” Rose cajoled, nudging the coyote with her elbow.

“Hah! You’re outvoted, Violet!” Saph shouted from across the room. “Imma keep fingering my girlfriend.” She leaned over and showered Alex’s neck with furious kisses, attacking her. Alex giggled, then gasped as Saph’s hand forced its way under her sweatpants. Violet observed this happening and averted her gaze, directing it to Rose.

“You really wanna see this?” She asked, bewildered. Rose nodded.

“Sure. Why not? Don’t you? You liked watching me and Meredith.”

“Yeah, but that was special and private. And this is…” She gestured to them with an open paw. “Depraved.”

“Why? Didn’t you and Saph have a thing back in the day? You’ve seen her nude before and been intimate with her.”

Yeah, when I was dating her. And we broke up for a reason.” Violet murmured. “Plus, Alex is here. And she’s…”

“What? Trans?” Rose said, her voice taking a stern turn. Violet frowned.

“Well, no. I was going to say, ‘just a friend.’ I don’t really wanna cross certain boundr-“

“Don’t be transphobic, Violet.” Rose scolded, cutting her off. Saph peeked her head up, her tasseled ears picking up their every word.

“Yeah! Don’t be transphobic, Violet.” Saph shouted across the room, then immediately ducked her head down and returned to lavishing her girlfriend’s neck with love bites and kisses. Violet looked around the room at the others in confused frustration. Her eyes connected with Alex’s half-lidded ones. Alex just shrugged her shoulders, just as confused as she was. Violet looked back at Rose, the cheetah shooting her daggers. Violet returned the look.

“I’m not transpho—“ She began, losing her patience. She dropped the subject when Rose’s stern face screwed up into a mischievous smirk. Violet groaned, now aware she was being messed with. Had everyone around her lost their marbles? Was this just a thing her friends and loved ones did now? Openly have sex in front of each other? Or was she just being old ‘stick-in-the-mud Violet’ as Saph would say. She looked around the room, then back at Rose, who returned her gaze with ‘come hither’ eyes and a nibbled lip.

Rose definitely seemed into it. Violet thought it strange how the shy, quiet cheetah she’d met five years ago, with barely any bed experience, was now fully willing to engage in such promiscuous activities. How much did she really know her little kitten? What kind of freak hid under that spotted pelt? Had Rose always been this way, or did Violet have some sort of influence on her? She had taught Rose a lot of new things since they started dating those years ago, yet Rose was now venturing into territories that even Violet hadn’t considered. Maybe it was just the cannabis talking. Violet couldn’t deny the warmth buzzing between her own legs, spurred on by her short reliving of the events with Meredith.

Violet shrugged her shoulders. If this was something Rose was into, so be it. She was tired of being ‘stick-in-the-mud Violet.’ She’d play along so long as it made Rose happy.

“You know what? Fine. You two keep going over there. I’m gonna show you how it’s done.”

Violet pushed herself up and repositioned herself between Rose’s legs. Rose watched her prepare with an excited smile on her muzzle. Violet shimmied Rose’s hoodie dress up until it snagged underneath the cheetah’s rear. “Take this off. It’s in my way.” Violet demanded, her voice lacking any distinct tone, as if she were simply going through the motions.

Rose giggled. “Okay.” She muttered enthusiastically. She lifted her rear off the couch and pulled the article up her body, leaning forward as she pulled it over her shoulders and head. Violet observed, kneeling before the girl. A moan from the other couch made her ears twitch, and Violet gazed over to see Saph lying on a squirming Alex, hand firmly down the doe’s sweatpants. The lynx stared at her, a knowing smirk scrunching up one side of her fluffy face.

“You gonna give her that tongue of yours, V?” Saph asked in a most debauched tone. “I know I always liked it.” Violet scoffed.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Violet replied, irritated. She wished Saph would keep to herself. The situation was bizarre enough without her perverted commentary.

“Looks like you’re preparing to eat your last meal.” Saph teased, commenting on Violet’s frown and general unease.

“Yeah, well, I’m not used to having sex in front of my friends,” Violet explained.

“Oh, get over yourself, Violet. We’re all girls here. Plus, you’ve slept with two out of three of us already, so what’s the big deal? Just relax and go with the flow.” She gazed down at Alex with a wicked, almost feral grin. “Go with the flow while I go on this doe.” Alex moaned again, this time rather starkly, making Saph’s grin grow. The lynx’s eyelids sagged in satisfaction. “Yeah, you like it when I do that, don’t ya?” She murmured. Alex nodded, gasping for air.

“Oh, Saph…” She breathed. Violet looked away shyly, her face greeted by Rose’s hands. They cradled her face, and her thumbs stroked over the coyote’s cheeks.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, babe. I just think it would be fun to go with the flow.” The corner of Violet’s mouth scrunched up with uncertainty.

“I mean, I guess I’m chill with it. I just didn’t realize how depraved we’ve become until now. It’s kinda throwing me off guard.” Rose scoffed at her, giving her a coy smirk.

“Yeah, well, life’s a lot more fun with a little depravity once and awhile. Besides, watching those two go at it… it’s kinda hot. They put on a good show.” She paused before correcting herself as Alex moaned again. “It’s very hot.” Violet hummed in thought.

“What do they call this again? When you like watching, or like being watched?” Violet asked.

“Voyeurism. That’s watching others do it in front of you. Exhibitionism is when you like being watched, or being nude in front of others, or whatever.”

“Right,” Violet replied. “I guess the best place to do this for the first time is with your friends in their apartment, huh?”

“Maybe,” Rose replied. Her hands abandoned Violet’s face, and she nibbled one of her claws enticingly, her other hand stroking seductively up her inner thigh, claws scraping lightly over her black leggings. “So, what’s it gonna be, mutt?”

Violet’s fur bristled, and she shuddered. Her switch had officially been flipped.

“I think it’s gonna be me, pulling these leggings down, that’s what,” Violet replied, her thumbs hooking into Rose’s black yoga pants before tugging them down. Rose made an excited squeal and lifted her butt for her girlfriend, letting her peel the stretchy fabric off her. Rose’s cyan thong went along with her pants, revealing the cheetah’s coochie to the room. Violet began dipping her head down when Saph spoke up from across the room, craning her head curiously.

“Yoooooo, nice puss, Rose.” She complimented in her own crass way. “Always wondered what you looked like down there. I see you stay well-trimmed.” Rose covered her mouth and giggled, the ridiculous nature of the whole situation making her crack up. Violet turned her head to scold the lynx for her brash behavior out of instinct, but a strange, sudden flare of pride stopped her. A smug expression washed over her face.

“Yeah, that’s right. A perfect pussy. And it’s all mine, short-stack.” She looked Saph right in the eyes and craned her head down to take a long lap of Rose’s sex. Rose quivered at the sensation, eyelids sinking while letting out a hot and heavy breath. She stared down the stubby lynx as she did so, the idea of putting on a show for her friend driving her pleasure.

“Damn!” Saph blurted out. “Now that’s hot.” Alex grabbed Saph’s shirt by the collar and pulled the lynx’s attention back to her. There was a hungry glare on her face, uncharacteristic of a doe, wild like a predator lunging for her prey.

“Hey, kitten, your fingers are slowing. Pay attention and finish what you started.” She growled, then planted her muzzle on Saph’s. Saph slipped back into her lewd task yet still kept an eye on the couple across the room.

Violet planted her muzzle on Rose’s pussy and began working it like a busy bee. She lapped at it like a dog with peanut butter and dug into it like she was drilling for oil. She flicked Rose’s love bean up and down like a light switch. Above her, the cheetah arched her back, rolling her head across the armrest behind her, her eyes shut tight. Her coos, squeals, and moans rose above the dimly playing rock music Saph had put on hours ago. Rose was the soundtrack for the four’s romp, the ambiance now taking the same sharp turn as the general mood that afternoon.

“Go, Violet, go.” Saph murmured, taking her eyes off the others to bring full attention back to her doe. She pushed Alex’s frilly shirt up with her free hand and fumbled with the center strap between both cups of her bra. She growled when her fingers failed to unlatch the thing. “Fucking trash bras,” She grumbled. “Been sleeping with girls for over a decade, and I still can’t get these things undone.” Alex’s hands met Saph’s, and she undid it with a simple squeeze of her fingers.

“Th-there you go, babe.” She swooned. Saph scoffed.

“How are you better at this than me?”

Alex let her bra fall to either side of her chest and gestured to herself with both hands. “H-had to learn f-fast, I s-suppose.” She let out a blissful moan. “It helps th-that I actually like w-wearing these.”

“Fair,” Saph replied, already lowering her face to the doe’s chest. Her short muzzle opened, and she encompassed the tinted brown flesh of Alex’s teat.

“Oh, f-fuck, Saphire. You always know how to treat me right.” She let her head slip to the side, gazing at the coyote munching between her feline lover’s haunches. She wondered what that tongue felt like. Violet’s tongue. Saph had mentioned it more than a few times before with longing in her eyes. Alex was the only one in the room who hadn’t experienced it. Except Violet, of course, unless she was unusually flexible. “Hey, Violet.” She asked, fighting to speak up, her words wavering with the sensations gripping her body. “Are you flexible enough to do that to yourself?”

Violet poked her head up and gazed over at Alex, eyebrow cocked and muzzle sticky with Rose’s arousal. “*psht* I wish.” She replied. With that, she ducked her head back down and continued eating away. Rose twitched and moaned with the arrival of fresh sensations. Her hands slid down to Violet’s head, and she petted her mutt’s black hair for her efforts.

The two tops serviced their ladies, Saph and Alex periodically gazing at Violet and Rose, and Violet and Rose at Saph and Alex. When Saph and Violet’s eyes would meet, they’d glare at each other like they were locked in fierce competition. In a way, they were, the two suddenly eager to display how their sexual prowess had improved since their time together so many years ago.

Saph’s big lynx paws versus Violet’s dexterous canine tongue. They were in a race to make their partners cum first. And they’d be pulling out all the stops.

Violet reached upward across Rose’s body and took a grab of the girl’s neck. It was a bit of a stretch, but fortunately, Rose was a few sizes smaller than the coyote. Her fingers opened and closed around the cheetah’s neck fur. Rose squeaked with each squeeze to her windpipe.

“Violet…” Rose breathed. Violet looked up from between Rose’s legs.

“Hush, Mommy’s working.” She commanded. Rose’s eyes bulged at those words. So forward, so direct, so in charge. Violet had been exploring her submissive side so much recently that Rose almost forgot the coyote could be this domineering. It was the cherry on top of being her bedmate.

“O-okay… Mommy,” Rose replied with a labored breath. Violet lowered her head and dug her muzzle into Rose’s snatch, pressing her nose firmly against her clitoris. Rose chirped, tensing her shoulders as Violet’s tongue massaged her folds. Her hot and heavy breaths – the ones Violet allowed her to breathe – flowed over the coyote’s hair, blustering her purple highlights like willow branches in the wind.

Saph observed her ‘adversary’s’ methods out of the corner of her eye. Her snout was clamped on Alex’s tit, her rough feline tongue spelling sweet nothings over her sensitive flesh. She pulled her muzzle off Alex’s nipple, sucking it as she withdrew, eliciting an exaggerated cry of pleasure from her doe. The lynx leaned forward and murmured in Alex’s cervine ear.

“Violet might get called ‘mommy,’ but I know I’m…‘daddy as fuck.’” She chuckled wickedly into Alex’s ear and crammed another finger inside the doe. Alex nearly bleated, but Saph threw her free paw over her muzzle. “Oops, almost let out a bleat. That would be embarrassing, now, wouldn’t it?” She briefly gazed over at the other two, then whispered in Alex’s ear.

“You save those bleats for me later tonight, okay? When the other two are gone. Those are Daddy’s bleats. Only Daddy gets to hear those. Got it, doe?”

Alex nodded desperately despite the paw clasped over her snout. She was a good doe for her daddy, and daddy would have it no other way. Or else.

The two bottom girls writhed under their lovers, bodies squirming, limbs quivering, tails twitching, eyes rolling, toes and hooves curling. Violet slipped her tongue inside Rose’s hole, curling it and pressing it into her most sensitive spot, the one that brought forth the crescendo of Rose’s sexual gratification.

On the loveseat, Saph recreated one of the scenes Violet described earlier, recounting their time with Meredith. She went knuckles deep in Alex with all three fingers. Taking her hands off the doe’s mouth to pinch her nipples. The lynx claimed her prey, grinding herself on Alex’s leg through her torn jeans. Saph let out a heavy breath, focused on bringing her doe to climax.

Rose and Alex were close to finishing, and what a close race it would be. There was no doubt their bellowing cries penetrated through the apartment’s paper-thin walls. Much like Saph’s and Violet’s extremities well-penetrated their lover’s holes.

Then, with shrill wails and tightening muscles, they came. Rose screeched in a pitch that Violet didn’t know her voice could reach. Saph once again clasped her hand over Alex’s muzzle to prevent another bleat from escaping. Alex’s legs pulled up and clamped around Saph as the lynx ravished her, her oversized paws crammed deep within her. Her eyes shot open, as did her mouth, wide enough that even Saph’s big lynx paws couldn’t contain her breathy cry.

“S-Saphirrrrrre!”

Violet gazed over at Saph. The stubby lynx definitely had something going on under the deer’s sweatpants. She knew what that girl’s fingers were capable of. That same cry had come from her own mouth once, back in the day. Well…definitely more than once.

Violet had a few tricks up her sleeves, a few of her own maneuvers that would finish the job. She really put her neck into it now, applying maximum pressure with her snout while her taster applied maximum finesse. Rose twitched above her, jerking about with every twist and turn of her tongue. The feline’s fingers curled around the locks of Violet’s black hair. She required something, anything to hold on to, as her lover drove her into nirvana. That beautifully turbulent sea and its many waves.

“Violet…s-s-stop… It’s…I-I-It’s t-too much…” She mewled. Her tail coiled around Violet’s neck, tugging at her to end the overstimulation, shaking her being. “Y-you’r-re g-g-gonna…break m-me.” Violet’s ears flattened, and she glared confidently up at the girl.

That was precisely what Violet intended to do.

The coyote pushed her nose into Rose’s clit, mashing it into the tight folds of flesh around it. Her hot, canine breaths puffed from her nostrils, each thrilling the cheetah’s bean. She yelped and thrashed. Her hands began tugging at Violet’s hair, urging her to back off. Violet chuckled through her nose, puffing exciting breaths over her lover’s button.

Rose tried to get away, pushing herself off her lover with her feet, but Violet’s hands clutched her thighs, pulling her muzzle back onto her snatch. Her tongue slipped back in, and the experience began anew. “Violet!!!!!!!” She screamed.

A spray of musty fluid coated the coyote’s mouth and snout. Violet had the misfortune of inhaling at the exact moment of Rose’s ecstatic discharge. It appeared Rose would get the respite she desired. Violet backed off suddenly, pushing herself up while coughing like she’d caught pneumonia.

Rose lay back, allowing her body to calm. Her chest heaved as she sucked in as much air as she could get. “Are…Y-you alright…babe?” Violet wiped the back of her hand over her sticky muzzle.

“Yeah,” *cough* “I’m fine.” *cough* “I’m just.” *cough cough* “Choking on your squirt.”

Saph turned her head to see Violet coughing up a lung. She burst into laughter. “Yo, Violet. I know you’re a thirsty girl, but slow down next time.” She let out a deluge of giggles and chuckles, sliding her sticky paw from Alex’s sweatpants and wiping it across the deer’s thigh. Alex was in the same state Rose was, panting for her life as she came down from her blissful high.

“Alex came first! I win!” Saph declared. Violet frowned at her and pointed at her.

“No,” *cough* “I got a louder, longer…” *cough* “…reaction. I win!”

Saph flopped over her mate’s body, sticking her fingers in Alex’s mouth for the doe to clean. “How about we call it a draw?” She suggested, then turned to the girl eagerly sucking her fingers clean. “Good, doe.” She murmured.

Violet sat back against the couch. The whole ordeal took more of a toll on her than she thought. Her tongue was numb, and her neck was sore. She massaged her jaw, gazing around the room at the three other mammals. She sighed and cleared her throat.

“Well. That was…interesting.” She said, more to the room than anyone in particular.

“Exhilarating, more like.” Rose huffed. Her head hung over the couch’s armrest, holding her chest with a paw. Violet gazed at the feline with a cheeky smirk.

“Yeah? You better return the favor later, spots.” Violet quipped. Rose looked back at her with a whimsical grin.

“Totally. Just…need to rest for a while.” She turned her head and observed Alex from across the room, the doe in a similar state as her. “You sounded like you had a good time. Look like you did, too.”

Alex panted before answering. “Yeah… Yeah I’d say I had a good time.” She paused to swallow, wetting her throat. “This isn’t the first time we’ve fucked in front of friends, though.” She paused again to puff a few recovering breaths. “I mean, we’ve fucked with our friends before, so…”

“Wow…” Rose replied, marveling at what Alex had said. A few lascivious notions floated around in her feline head.

“Alright,” Violet interrupted, rolling her eyes. “Don’t give her any more ideas.” Rose stuck her tongue out at Violet before returning to Alex.

“You wanna cuddle?” She asked. Alex smiled warmly at the cheetah.

“Yeah, I’d love to, Rose.”

Rose nodded and extended a hand, beckoning her forth with curling fingers. “C’mere, hun.”

Saph slid off her partner and let Alex get off the couch, snatching her pack of cigarettes from the coffee table. She tapped the package in her palm before looking back at Violet, the two sharing neutral looks. “You wanna smoke?” The lynx asked. Violet looked down in thought for a moment.

“Yeah, sure. Why not?” She conceded. The two mammals stood, and Alex sat down next to Rose. The two best friends regrouped at the window. Saph planted her butt on the window sill and lifted the old wooden frame with a strained grunt. The sounds of the city flooded in; the chattering of mammals, the patter of the rain, the cascade of tires kicking up water off the soggy streets.

Violet gazed down at the street through the open window. Saph pulled her lighter from her hoodie’s front pocket and shuffled two cigarettes from her open pack. Violet took the smoke and placed it in her mouth. Saph did the same, bringing the pack to her face to pluck the smoke from its nest with her lips. She lit the lighter, and the two lit their cigarette ends together in the middle. They both drew in their first puff—the first in many years for Violet—and held their smokes between their fingers. Saph placed the pack down, and Violet leaned against the window sill by her hip.

They looked over at Rose and Alex. The two were nearly asleep, nestled into the couch, leaning against one another. Their hands held the others between them.

“Cute.” Saph mentioned.

“Yeah.” Violet agreed. “We really wore them out, eh?” Saph sniffed and took a puff from her cigarette, blowing it out the window.

“Yup, that’s the way it’s done. Go big or go home.” She paused as the two took in the sounds of the street outside. “Reminds me of us back in the day.”

Violet cocked a brow. “What? The cuddling, the fucking while stoned, or the strange competitive vibe of our intimacy?” Saph chortled.

“Oh, come on, V. We barely cuddled.”

“Yeah, because you couldn’t sit still for more than a minute.” Violet chided. “I see nothing’s changed.”

“Raven used to hang with us. That’s what’s changed.” Saph mentioned, solemnity tinging her words. Their pairs of ears flattened, and they gazed out the window, the weather perfectly matching the tone of the emerging subject.

“Have you heard from her at all?” Violet asked. She already knew the answer but still clung to a shred of hope that Saph would prove her wrong.

“No.” Saph replied. The corner of Violet’s mouth tightened. “I’ve been messaging her, but it’s just like every other time I reach out to her. She doesn’t even see it.” The lynx thrust a finger at herself. “And I know when people have read my texts. I can see the little icon on the bottom like everyone else can. The last time she read a message from me was years ago.”

“That really sucks,” Violet murmured, somberly taking a draw off her cigarette.

“Yeah, it does. She still hung around when Scarlet stole you away from us. But then she left south for the States.” Saph paused and looked Violet in the eyes. “It really sucks when your best friends leave you alone and forgotten, Violet.” Her voice tensed further. “It hurts…”

Violet sighed, still a little lightheaded from her smoke. “Yeah, I know, and I’m sorry I abandoned you guys for that bitch. I don’t know how many times I’ve apologized for my part in that.”

Saph kept going, her voice tightening. “I just don’t understand why she won’t reply to me. I’m worried something’s happened to her down there. She doesn’t post on any of her socials anymore. I have no idea what’s become of her, and it’s killing me.” The lynx slammed her fist on the wall behind her. She closed her eyes and rubbed her hand, tears rolling down her fuzzy face.

“I’m sure she’s fine, Saph,” Violet reassured. “She can handle herself.” Saph let out a sigh of her own, her breath shuddering.

“Yeah, I hope so.” She wiped moisture from her eyes and face with the heel of her hand. “I hope so...” She sniffed and took another puff from her smoke. “Sorry. I’m getting emotional. I’m pretty stoned right now.” She and Violet made eye contact again, their ears slowly perking. “I miss the good ol’ days when the three of us hung out.”

Violet smiled softly. “Yeah, me too.” She took another puff and let it out the window. “I’m sure she’ll peek her head up again, and the three of us will catch up over some drinks.”

Saph giggled. “Yeah, and then, at the end of the night, when she leaves to screw the newest girl to fall for her hellion charm, it’ll be the two of us again.”

Violet chuckled. “Yeah, you know? She’s gotta come back, ’cause wherever she is, she’ll eventually run out of ladies to bed.”

The two snickered, then settled, staring out the window in silence. Their eyes met for a moment. Saph was the first to speak again.

“So, why did you and I never work out?” she asked. “You never told me the real reason you broke up with me.” Violet leaned back against the window frame and smirked at her.

“Because you are a discordant ball of fuzz. And I needed someone more grounded like Rose is. Like I thought Scarlet was.” She nodded to the cheetah, who shared her warmth with Alex on the couch. “Why do you think we never worked out?” Saph shot her an even cheekier smirk.

“Cause you’re a stick-in-the-mud.” She playfully punched Violet’s arm, and they giggled before putting out their smokes in Saph’s ashtray.

“So, wanna go for another game?” Violet asked, referring to the two decks of trading cards on the coffee table.

“Yeah, totally.” She turned her gaze to the girls cuddling on the couch. “But, first, I think these two owe us for the ride we just gave them. I’m still pretty worked up from before.” She held up her hand, still moist with Alex’s various bodily fluids. She wiggled her fingers and bopped Violet on the nose, adding Alex’s juices to Rose’s. The coyote recoiled and crossed her eyes, gazing down at her wet, sticky muzzle. She returned Saph’s mischievous look and flashed the lynx a toothy grin.

“I think you’re right, bestie. They do.”

The two turned to the others and threw their arms around the other, Violet’s over Saph’s shoulders and Saph’s around Violet’s waist, her short stature making it hard to reach the coyote’s shoulder. They pulled in together, hip to hip.

“Hey, ladies!” Saph exclaimed. “You two owe us some lovin’.” The others stirred from the naps they shared.

“That’s right.” Violet agreed. “It’s your turn on the racetrack.”

With that, Saph and Violet stroke over to the couch, taking their places beside their partners. Arms wrapped around bodies, lips pressed against lips, fingers exploring curves and contours.

The apartment may have been a warm, dry, inviting shelter for the four mammals that soggy Sunday afternoon, yet still, the four mammals were undoubtedly going to end that afternoon…soaking wet.