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"Hmm, who should I bring back to bed with me?"

The master of the manor was muttering to himself, one leg crossed over the other as he draped himself back in his velvet cushioned chair. The peacock hummed lightly under his breath, and clicked his tongue thoughtfully, his brightly colored tail half fanned out behind him to give the illusion that he was sitting in a throne.

As one of his servants passed outside the open door to the room, the master snapped his fingers twice to get their attention. The froze up for a moment, as the peacock inspected them from afar. The servant's tail made it painfully obvious that they were a skunk, dressed up in a black and white french maid outfit; the master's favorite, if he ever had to choose. Slowly, the skunk turned, flat chest on display, and as they strode closer to their master with a girly sway to their hips, the front of the dress lifted just enough for the peacock to get a good glimpse of the package that was barely restrained by clean, white panties.

"You, sweetheart, are going to give me a wonderful night," the master trilled out tenderly, as his servant came closer. Once within reach, the peacock lifted his hand, and stroked along the skunk's face, noticing the anxious look that crossed his features. "Don't you worry," the peacock cooed as he gently pulled the skunk's face towards him, "You're going to make a wonderful girlfriend for me..." He slowly pressed his thumb between the skunk's lips, which drew a faint whimper from the dressed up male.

The skunk's lips surrounded his master's thumb, and he began to suck gently at the digit, as the peacock seemed to grin despite his beak. With gentle motions, the skunk servant dragged his tongue across the end of his owner's thumb, back and forth before he suckled again, a more lusty groan bubbling from the maid's throat. His master's eyes trailed from his face, down to his groin as he used his free hand to lift up his dress, and watch with unrestrained excitement as the skunk's bulge started to strain against those bright white panties.

"That's it, girlfriend," the peacock trilled with excitement again, before he slowly stood up, coming face to face with his maid. He leaned in, and used both hands to gently hold the skunk, using his thumbs to gently pry open his mouth and look inside. A deep blush crossed the maid's face as his owner looked inside, seemingly amused for a few moments, "My oh my," he teased, "Such a lovely, wet muzzle...I just know I can put this to good use." He let go of the maid's head, only to pat him on the head twice, before motioning to his servant to follow him as he walked briskly out of the room.

The maid followed behind quickly, not wanting to miss his chance to feel his owner's affections directly. Every step made his tail bounce behind him, lifted up just as he was taught to do for his owner. His package strained, balls aching as he watched the way the master of the house strutted back to his bedroom. When they finally arrived, the skunk felt awestruck, his eyes focused on the silk-covered bed as the peacock removed the robes that had hidden his body to reveal that the master hadn't been wearing anything all day, much to the maid's surprise.

With his panties getting tighter from the sight of the peacock's rump, the skunk could only softly whine with his need. The peacock's brightly colored tail fanned out again, just as he turned around, showing off his soft cock. "That's it, girlfriend," the master trilled as he strutted up to his skunk, his fingertips dragging across the maid's jaw, "get on your knees for me, sugarlips, I want to feel you suck my cock before you get dressed down." The excitement in his master's voice only fueled the skunk's desire for him, and soon enough, he was on his knees, with bright green eyes peeked up towards his beak.

For the second time, the peacock pressed his thumbs into the skunk's mouth, slowly spreading it open. However, this time the master guided his forced-open mouth to his shaft. His maid got the hint quickly, as he stuck his tongue out and slowly dragged it across the top of the peacock's dick. It wasn't long before the skunk was drooling, unable to help himself as his mouth stayed forced open by the two thumbs, yet that didn't stop him from running his tongue against that length a second, and a third time.

His master sighed pleasantly, while that soft tool started to stiffen up, bit by bit. The maid kept his focus on his master's expression, feeling his shaft stiffening up thanks to his tongue, and he slowly curled his tongue around that length just enough to pull it into his mouth with a pleased gasp from the peacock. A lewd groan soon followed, as he leaned his hips forward, letting his shaft grind against the skunk's tongue and leave behind a salty trail of precum against that wet muscle. "Good girl," was all the avian muttered as he started to fuck the boy's face.

"Don't get too excited though, you know what I want from you, sugarlips," the peacock couldn't help but tease as he steadily thrust his hips forward. With warm pulses, the peacock fed more precum into the skunk's mouth, and they disappeared into the maid's belly with eager little gulps every chance he had. With the peacock's words in his ears, the skunk blushed and rocked his hips wordlessly, knowing exactly what his owner wanted with him, and it was starting to leave a damp spot in his panties at this rate.

The master tightened his grip on the skunk's head as he started to thrust his forward more frequently. The maid's eyes closed as he focused on dragging his tongue around the peacock's length, lips squeezing at that shaft whenever he had the chance. However, just as it seemed like the peacock was ready to outright fuck his maid's skull, he pulled his hips away. His dick throbbed in the cool air, saliva coating his manhood just before the skunk's face.

"Alright, girlfriend~" the peacock trilled with excitement, his fanned out tail gave an excited twitch before he pulled his thumbs out of the skunk's mouth, and he pet his fingers across the top of his head. Before the maid realized it, the peacock had pushed him down to his back, splayed awkwardly as the lust-driven avian got down onto his knees and lifted his maid's dress just enough to expose his panties. The bulge twitched with life, and the wet spot near the tip caught the master's attention. One finger dragged across that sensitive tip, eliciting a gentle cry from the skunk as he thrust his hips up against the teasing touch.

"I think you're ready," another trill fluttered from the peacock's throat to his skunk, as he dragged his finger up and down along that bulge. Carefully, the peacock grabbed the maid's panties by the waistline, and dragged them down, only to be greeted by the skunk's twitching, uncut shaft as it drooled precum. Flopping free, the peacock enjoyed the sight of a droplet of excitement fling from the maid's tip, and he wrapped his fingers firmly around that shaft, his thumb teasing near the underside of his glans. The peacock watched the skunk's foreskin wrinkle with his touch, and carefully moved his thumb up to tease the velvety opening in circles. After a moment of this teasing, he nudged his thumb in to tease the skunk's slippery glans directly.

"Master!" The skunk gasped in excitement and pleasure, anticipation welling up within him as he thrust his hips up into the peacock's grasp. His owner's eyes focused on the twitching shaft before him, and his fingers squeezed near the base of that needy tool. As the maid whimpered with need, he thrust faster up against the peacock's fingers, much to his owner's delight. More precum drooled from that throbbing length, and the peacock leaned in to rub his beak against the underside and teased him further.

"Not yet, my sweet girl..." With his dry tongue teasing across his beak, the peacock let go of the skunk's maleness. A whimper dribbled from the maid's lips as he thrust his hips into the air, trying desperately to get more stimulation for his leaky cock. However, his owner had better plans for him, as the peacock straddled black-furred thighs, and aimed the skunk's cock between his rumpcheeks. With wide eyes, the skunk panted and stared up at the peacock, with those feathers splayed behind him, framing him in vivid blues and greens. Both hands pushed the maid's dress up further to help expose the skunk's belly as the peacock chirped with delight.

"P-Please, Sir," the skunk managed to find his voice, even if only for a moment, "May I...May I hold your hips?" That timid voice was like music for the peacock, and he nodded his head with a confident grin. He even grabbed the skunk's arms, his fingertips trailing across his fur as he slid his grasp to the skunk's hands and placed them on his ass. The peacock rocked his hips, soft feathers teasing across that shaft before he let out a chirp and lifted his hips, angling himself carefully.

With a worried gaze, the skunk wondered how his owner would feel going in dry, yet the peacock grabbed at his spit-soaked dick and grabbed his maid's length. "Now now, girl, I can't exactly suck you until you're wet, and I certainly won't have you fuck me dry..." He squeezed both of their dicks together, rocking his hips to help smear the skunk's saliva across his own shaft. "You're going to be a good maid and fuck me until I'm gooey...Do I make myself clear?" With a voice so soft, yet demanding, the skunk didn't think twice about the order, nodding his head rapidly to the point that he nearly felt dizzy.

"Good girl," his master said, before he adjusted himself, and lowered his hips again, this time with careful aim to nudge the skunk's cock against his asshole. His maid gasped, and gripped those soft feathers tight between his fingers, letting out a shaky whine that raised up into a needy cry for his owner. He bucked his hips, his leaky dick pressing harder against the peacock's asshole for a few moments before, with the added help of gravity and the bird's own weight, the maid managed to penetrate his master. The skunk did all he could not to squeal with delight as his tool pulsed and felt stiffer than before, pushing a load of precum up under the peacock's tailfeathers.

"M-Master!" Another stammering cry lifted up from the skunk's throat as he started to buck his hips up uncontrollably, as the peacock leaned forward and planted his hands on his maid's chest. He huffed lightly as the skunk kept thrusting despite the peacock lifting his rump slightly with each thrust, not wanting to give the skunk the satisfaction of a full fuck just yet. The peacock huffed under his breath, almost leering down at the skunk as he lost composure.

The skunk stared up at his owner with embarrassment, his face a bright red as he started to slow himself just slightly. He swallows hard, whimpering under his breath as the peacock nodded his head. "There there, girlfriend, I know...It's so hard to keep yourself under control. I know that look," he trilled, "but I'm the one in control here, darling. You'll only cum when I let you." Those words made the skunk blush more fiercely, followed by rapid nodding. He squeezed the peacock's hips again before he lightly rocked his hips, feeling his shaft sink in deeper, drooling even more precum inside.

The peacock lowered himself again, letting the skunk's shaft dip in even deeper, and just enough to nudge against the bird's prostate. His tailfeathers spread just a hint more before they quivered. The master's shaft pulsed and shot a string of warm precum onto the skunk's fur, "That's it..." the peacock muttered under his breath, his fingertips gripping into the skunk's chest a second time. "Nice, and steady...I'll let you know when you're allowed to go nuts, girl." A long breath in, and the peacock bounced his hips at a slow pace, his shaft twitching in tandem.

With long, slow strokes, the peacock worked his way down to take the full length of the skunk's shaft under his tail. His knees squeezed at the skunk's sides as he gently worked his hips at a faster pace, his shaft sending another string of precum out onto that black fur to stain it with his scent. Fingertips press harder into the skunk's chest as the peacock leans his head in, "That's it, girl. That's it. Just nice and slow." He paused, the pleasure overwhelming his senses, "I know you're a-ahhh...A productive one," he chirped out, a shudder running down his back as he felt a fresh string of precum fill his insides. "So wet and messy, girl..." he nuzzled his beak against the side of the skunk's muzzle, "that's how I love it~"

Deep, slow strokes weren't going to be enough to get the peacock to orgasm, however, and he hoped that his maid wasn't about to blow either. The look on the skunk-maid's face excited his master even further, and so that feathered ass started to move faster, pushing the skunk's dick deep into his body and prod against his prostate. The master's fingers gripped tight at his maid's uniform, wrinkling it as he worked that shaft in and out of him as though he were only riding a dildo, focused on his own pleasure, yet the soft, near-constant squeeze of the skunk's fingers against his ass reminded him that his maid was craving his own pleasure.

"Alright, you've been a good girl," the peacock muttered softly, clearly out of breath as his knees wobbled, yet he needed more stimulation. He rest one hand on the skunk's hand, and he squeezed gently at it, "Get to work; fuck me nice and hard, don't let up until you cream in me, girl..." He leaned forward, and slid his fingers up along the skunk's chest, until he could hold onto his maid's shoulders. With a curl of his toes, he pushed his hips down hard against his maid's lap, which made the skunk nearly squeal out in pleasure.

Like a machine going haywire, the skunk dug his fingers into the peacock's asscheeks, dimpling them and ruffling a few feathers out of place. The maid's feet planted themselves firmly onto the ground, and he started to pound himself up into his owner's ass, his fluffy tail bristling with excess energy. Every thrust up into the peacock's body bounced him up, his cheeks rippling with each impact of the skunk's hips against his. The hooded length was soaked in precum thanks to the maid's lust for his owner, and it glistened in the light every time he dragged his hips back.

The peacock nearly squawked out as his dick was now fully hard, pinned against the skunk's dress as he rocked his hips in tandem with his maid's thrusting, helping to drive that blunt-headed dick deep into his body. The skunk cried out with pleasure a second time as he felt his peak approaching, especially as his owner's fingers suddenly slipped from his shoulders and gently clawed their way down his front. His heavy nuts were starting to twitch as he gasped for air, sucking in shallow breaths as his orgasm was fast approaching.

"Do it," the peacock grunted out, nodding his head as one hand slipped between them so that he could grab his dick tightly and start to stroke himself off, which made his ass grip tighter around his maid's shaft. The skunk's constant whimpering and squeaking drove the peacock to his orgasm first. A sudden wave of warm, pearly seed splashed out from his tip and quickly coated the skunk's belly, staining his white fur with his spunk. The skunk hardly noticed the mess that was forming on his belly, his mind was focused on one thing, and one thing only; his master's tight, warm tailhole.

Whatever the skunk was trying to say, the peacock couldn't understand him thanks to the constant whimpering and moaning from his maid drowning out his own words thanks to his overwhelming bliss. With his fingers digging in almost painfully into the peacock's rump, the skunk kept pounding himself up into that warm, milking tailhole. Each wave of spunk that escaped the master's shaft, the tighter his tailhole would pulse, making the skunk lose his mind even more.

With a near-squeal of excitement, the peacock shuddered as his maid pushed himself into the hilt and started to unload. The master of the manor leaned down and gripped his skunk tightly, and felt that shaft pulse with every thick glob of seed. Waves of the skunk's sticky need pushed up into his body, filling his insides as the peacock let out a few short, sharp breaths to keep from overreacting himself. His dick pulsed steadily against the skunk's already messy belly, adding one more good glob of spunk to the mess he'd made.

The skunk kept filling his master, though his fingers finally released his hips. The skunk rocked his hips up again, still shooting his seed under the peacock's tail. He quivered, then whimpered before rocking his hips harder against his master's prostate, just to get him to clench tight in reaction. There were a few more sticky, warm globs of seed for the skunk to spill before he was finally empty, and he rocked his hips to help stir that thick spunk around, some of those pearly droplets oozing from the peacock's tight hole.

The peacock panted gently for breath as he stroked the skunk's face slowly, "That's a good girl," he muttered softly, only to rock his hips against his maid's, "You're my pretty girlfriend," he teased, before leaning in to nibble his beak against the side of the skunk's neck. The peacock panted faintly before he rocked his hips down against his maid, making him grumble faintly in appreciation.

"Mmh, Sir, you say that to all your maids..." The skunk softly insisted, only to have the peacock's finger press against his lips to silence him. A faint, amused chuckle left the skunk's lips before he nodded his head, settling in and closing his eyes. After all, his master was on top, and he wouldn't dare pull out until he was ready; and the peacock was already dozing off by the time the skunk had thought of getting up. This was going to be a long night.