Rex: Chapter 2

Story by Boomslang on SoFurry

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#2 of Rex

Welcome to Rex's word. He's a coyote pushing the boundaries of pack life and his role as alpha male.


Move and Countermove

The tour concluded at noon. Most of the tour group ate lunch at an island café but Rex, Cienna and Chris returned to the nearby fort. They mounted the steps to a parapet that looked upon the surrounding forest and the stone courtyard within the fort proper.

Cienna moved to stand before a low stone wall looking over the courtyard. "Take some pictures with me, Rex," she said, taking his arm and drawing him beside her.

"I'll do it if on one condition," he said, a sly grin on his face.

"A condition?" she asked.

He stared at her chest. "Show me your tits. Remove your top and bra," he said. He looked at Chris. "Your husband won't object."

Several people wandered the courtyard below. Aside from the coyote and two felines, the parapet stood empty. She made her decision and smiled. "All right."

She reached for her waist but Rex pushed her hands away. "Stand still," he said. She stood before him, her hands at her sides. He tugged her top from the waistband of her pastel yellow Capri pants. "Lift your arms," he said.

She glanced at her husband before lifting lifted her arms. Rex removed her top and unfastened the clasp of her bra. She shrugged her shoulders and he pulled it free of her arms. He placed her clothing atop the stone wall beyond her reach. She stood before him, her back arched to display her breasts. The sun warmed the fur and her large dark nipples.

Rex looked at her round tits and smiled. They projected from her chest without a hint of sag. She kept herself fit and the effort showed. Gold barbells in her nipples reflected the sun. "Nice," he said. He cupped her breasts with his palms and lifted, feeling the weight of them. She watched him touch her breasts, an inviting expression on her face.

He released breasts and pulled her in front of him. He reached around her chest and cupped her breasts with his hands. His fingertips massaged and pinched her nipples. They responded, growing firm and standing proud of her areolae. "Take the pictures," he said to Chris.

The firm bulge of his dick pressed against her ass "I feel your cock getting hard," she said. She pushed her hips back against him and rocked her hips to stimulate him.

He lowered his head until his chin brushed her left ear. "You act like you want me to fuck you," he said, his voice loud enough for Chris to hear. "Why put on this show of resistance?"

She reached back and between them and rubbed his cock through his shorts. "You want to fuck me in front of my husband?" she said with mock seriousness.

Rex looked at the cuckold and grinned. "Let him watch me take you. I enjoy an audience."

She shook her head. Rex moved his hands to her flat belly and unfastened the button of her pants. She made a half-hearted attempt to push his hands away but he unzipped them and pushed his right hand into her panties. He held her torso firm with his left arm.

"Spread your legs," he said in her ear. Her tawny hair tickled his nose.

"No," she said, her voice soft. "Someone might see us."

"I told you to spread your legs," he said. "Spread them now."

Chris switched his smartphone to video mode and recorded his wife and the coyote.

Cienna parted her legs. His middle finger pressed her clitoral hood against her soft flesh and her breath quickened. She moaned in response to his continued touches.

He dropped his hand and slipped the tip of his finger between her labia. He stroked it into her vagina several times and returned to her clitoris. His wet finger slid across her flesh without resistance.

"Oh yes!" she said. "That feels good."

"You feel good," he said. His hand moved lower once more and he slipped his finger between her labia. Her juices soaked his fur. He returned to circling her clitoris with his lubricated finger.

He masturbated her for several minutes. She grew excited, her hips rocking against his hand in undulating movements. The public nature of their actions and the risk of getting caught excited her. She put her hand on top of his while he stimulated her to climax. Her head fell back and she moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. He continued to stroke her and she experienced several more orgasms in quick succession.

Her legs grew weaker with each climax. "Stop," she pleaded. "Please stop." Her soft voice sounded satisfied.

He withdrew his hand from her panties and licked his fingers. "You taste good. I look forward to fucking you."

She tried to step away from him. "Don't get ahead of yourself. I never said you could fuck me."

He hugged her close and pushed his firm prick against her ass. "You want me to fuck you, Cienna. Admit it to yourself and your husband." He pinched her nipple hard, causing her to suck in her breath. Her scent on his fingers rose to tickle her nose.

She turned her head away. "You seem eager to hear me say it," she said, reaching for her bra. He took her wrist in his hand and returned her arm to her side. "I didn't tell you to get dressed." He hooked his thumb in the waistband of her pants and pushed both pants and panties from her hips. Warm air caressed her nether region. "I want pictures of your wet pussy and fine tits," he said.

He turned his attention to her husband. The outline of Chris's erection confirmed his arousal from their interaction. "Get more pictures of her like this," he said.

With the pictures taken, he released Cienna. She pulled her pants and panties over her ass before reaching for her bra and blouse. Rex put his hand on top of them first. "Put the top on," he said, a mischievous grin on his face. "But not the bra." He lifted the undergarment with his fingers and stuffed it in his pocket. "I want a memento and I want to see those magnificent tits sway while you walk."

She looked at him for several seconds but didn't protest. She put her top on, knowing that her nipples showed through the translucent material. She tossed her head and ran her fingers through her hair.

"Better," Rex said with a long look at her chest. With the sun at her back, the clear outline of her breasts showed. He took her hand and pulled her to the stairs. Chris followed them several steps to the rear.

The trio shared a booth in the small café, sharing a late lunch. During their conversation, Cienna provided more information regarding the arrangement with her husband.

"Our marriage suits us," she said after a bite of melon. "I fuck attractive canine studs. My husband watches and serves us. Each of us gets what we want."

Rex grinned and seized the opportunity. "I'm going to enjoy fucking you tonight."

Her ears flicked forward and she grinned. "Oh? You said something like that earlier. I never agreed to your suggestion."

"It wasn't a suggestion," he said. "You've thrown yourself at me all morning. Why play coy now?"

"Harmless flirting," she replied. "I don't want to fuck you."

He stared at her for several moments. She started to fidget under his unblinking stare. "Liar. You want me to fuck you," he said.

"Do I?"

He nodded. "I'm taking you tonight."

She tried to look indifferent. "That's mighty bold talk," she noted. "But talk is cheap and bullshit is worthless."

Rex understood--she wanted to test his resolve. He gathered his napkin from his lap and tossed it in his plate. His hands disappeared beneath the table. He unzipped his shorts and pulled his prick free while staring at her. "Cienna, get on your knees and suck my cock," he said. He leaned back into the cushioned booth. His steady gaze and doubtful expression dared her to refuse.

Cienna and her husband exchanged glances. He said nothing and nodded to her. She looked at Rex for several moments without speaking. Her breath, however, quickened. The material of her blouse grew taut between her breasts with each inhale.

Rex looked at her for several more moments. "Bullshit indeed," he said. "I prove my words with actions." He let the implication hang in the air between them.

She grew wet and rubbed her thighs against each other. A flush of warmth spread across her breasts and cheeks. Her pink tongue moistened parted lips. She glanced about the café. The lunch crowd thinned after their arrival and few people remained, all oblivious to the conversation in the corner booth.

She slipped under the table without a sound. The tablecloth and room layout concealed her from the rest of the café patrons.

Rex's cock hung limp between his spread legs. She took it in her small hands and lifted it to her muzzle. She licked the tip of his glans.

He grinned at the rough caress of her feline tongue. "That's more like it," he said to Chris. "I enjoy blowjobs from hot mature women. And your wife is one of the hottest I've had."

Rex's cock stiffened. Her lips encircled his shaft and the small pink tongue probed his slit with quick movements. Her hand masturbated him while her mouth held his prick in place.

Their waitress stopped by on her rounds. "May I get you anything?" she asked, unaware of the performance under the table.

"We're good," Rex said. "Thanks."

The otter smiled and departed. Chris took the smartphone from his pocket and tapped the screen. He lifted the tablecloth and slipped the device beneath the fabric to record his wife sucking the coyote's cock. The action on the screen aroused him to serection. He resisted the urge to rub himself to capture quality video.

Cienna bobbed her head on Rex's fully engorged shaft. Her head bumped the table if her actions grew too vigorous.

"Your wife sucks cock like a porn star," Rex observed. "She must have blown lots of canines."

The comment elicited the barest of nods from Chris. The smartphone display occupied his attention.

The faint tangy odor of Cienna's arousal scented the air. The scent of musk excited Rex and his cock throbbed between her wet lips. If it affected her husband, he never let it show.

The waitress stopped by once more but Rex waved her away before she arrived at the table. Cienna squeezed his balls in time to her head movements. He relaxed and concentrated on the sensations from his cock. A short while later, his climax started to grow. Sensing release, he put his hand on the back of her head and held her head to his crotch. He ejaculated several times with a long low groan. She swallowed everything and sucked his softening shaft of remaining fluid. He released her head and tucked himself into his clothing.

Cienna emerged from beneath the table and her husband pocketed his smartphone. She eased into her seat and smiled at Rex. She dabbed at the corners of her mouth with a napkin, her movements dainty and ladylike. "I like a man who takes charge of a situation," she said.

"You're a great cocksucker," he said, grinning.

Rex turned his attention to Chris. "Send me a copy of the videos and the pictures you took today. I'll see you both at nine tonight."

Rex paid for his meal and excused himself.

"You enjoyed blowing him," Chris said after moving to the opposite side of the booth from his wife.

Cienna looked at him and nodded. "Of course."

She lifted her foot and rested it in his crotch. "You enjoyed watching me suck his big prick, didn't you?"

He grinned and nodded, his dick firming beneath the sole of her foot.

"He's bigger than you in both cock and balls," she said, rubbing his firm dick with her toes. "Tonight, I want you to suck his cock. Get him nice and hard to fuck me," she said, a feral grin on her muzzle.

She looked thoughtful, her foot moving on his shaft ever faster. "He may fuck you, too," she said. A smile spread across her muzzle. "I'd like to see him ram that big dick in your girly ass." She dug her heel into his shaft. "Do you like getting mounted like a bitch by my studs?"

He nodded and Cienna laughed before she twisted her heel harder on his shaft.

Chris bit his lip and winced. The pain and her language pushed him closer to climax.

"Does my little bitch want to cum?" she said, her voice sweet.

He nodded, not caring if he soiled his clothes with his orgasm.

Cienna removed her foot from his crotch and slipped it back into her shoe by feel. "Not yet," she said. "Save it for later."

Chris resisted the urge to finish himself with his hand. "You fucking tease," he said, a smile spreading across his muzzle.

She laughed. "Pay the bill. I want to go back to the resort and get ready for tonight."

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