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There I was, sitting across the table looking at my wife of two years. The lovely vixen smiled back at me as we were in the middle of our meal at one of the finest restaurant's in all of Los Angelas. Though it was a Friday night, the atmosphere was subdued, tranquil, but then again that was to be expected of a finer eating establishment.

"Happy twentieth birthday," I was to my wife, lifting my glass of white wine.

"Thank you, Phil," said Vixey, tapping her own glass with mine. We each took a small sip from our glasses before putting them back on the table.

"Hard to believe we've been out here for two years," I told her. "You ever think about going back home for a visit?"

"Not really," said Vixey. "I'm much happier out here with the life we have than I ever was back in Indiana."

"Can't fault you there," I said. Truth was, I felt the exact same way she did. I came from a pretty fucked-up household, one were I was raised exclusively by my mother. My Dad had been in prison most of my life, and the only time I really had any contact with him was when I was sixteen and he got out of lock up just long enough to come over and start beating my Mom, just like he used to do to her before I was born. Luckily for my Mom, I'd been learning martial arts and was quite big and strong for my age, so my Dad really paid the price for what he did to my Mom that day. By the time the cops showed up, he was pretty bruised up, with a few teeth missing as well. The police didn't have an trouble removing him from the house, seeing as how I knocked his ass out cold.

Vixey's life wasn't any better growing up, and if anything, was worse. Although both her parents had managed to stay together, they were both alcoholics who never paid much attention to her or her two other siblings. When we first met, she was incredibly shy, but I couldn't get over how incredibly good looking she was, and even more importantly, what a sweet, loving girl she was. As soon as we graduated, we got married, and pooled our money together to leave home and come out here to California.

"Luckily for me I found a trade that could support both of us," I said, grinning.

"That you did," said Vixey. "You surprised that I didn't object to your choice of occupations?"

"A little, yeah," I said, smiling. "Can't say I know of two many females that would approve of their husbands working in gay porn."

"I thought it sounded cute from the moment you mentioned it," responded Vixey.

"Well, I'm certainly blessed," I said. That wasn't me being a smart-ass either. I'd known for years that I liked guys as well girls, and having a wife that was fine with me fucking other guys in the ass, letting them suck me off, and sucking me off; what's not to like about that? As far as I was concerned, I had the greatest wife in the world and I intended to make this a birthday she would never forget.

"I think I'm about ready for the check" said Vixey. "Looks like you've already finished with your food, huh?"

"Yeah," I said, throwing my napkin on my plate. "I'll flag down the waiter and see if we can hurry up and get out of here."

"Got something special in mind?" asked Vixey.

"Not really," I said, as the waiter came over to our table. "I just want to jurry up and get back home and relax."

"Me too," said my wife.

As I gave the waiter my credit card, I smiled on the inside. Vixey had no idea what I had in store for her.

We made it up the floor where our apartment is. Vixey was smiling at me, happy that she had been treated to a fine meal by me. I reached into my pocket and got out the keys to unlock the door. I walked in, with Vixey behind me.

"Phillip, you forgot to turn on the lights," she said.

No sooner had she said that when the apartment lit up and the shouts of "Surprise!" filling the place. I looked back at my wife, seeing that she was completely shocked, not just because she hadn't expected this, but because several of the creatures in our apartment were ones that she had never met, all of whom were male.

"What's all this about?" asked Vixey, still looking around the living room trying to figure it out.

"Why, I thought you might want something more than just a meal for your birthday present," I said.

"But I'm still not understanding . . ."

"Do me a favor, honey," I told her. "Including me, count how many guys are in the living room, okay?"

My wife made a quick count of everyone present. When she looked at me, and said "twenty" I watched as her face changed from that of confusion to that of pure lust. She put her arms around me, smiling.

"Phillip," she said, her voice sensual and lusty. "Are you telling me that I'm going to get fucked by twenty guys for my twentieth birthday?"

"That I am," I said, smiling back at her. "Providing that is, if you want to."

"Ha," she said. "Is the Pope Catholic?"

I smiled at her again. I knew my Vixey well enough to know that she wasn't about to turn down some cock between her legs, let alone twenty cocks. I further surprised my wife when we ventured into our bedroom. Inside, a camera and sound crew were busy getting everything ready for Vixey's big adventure.

"I guess I'm entering the world of porn now?" she asked me, grinning.

"If you want to," I said. "We can put this thing on the internet or we can just keep it for our own private viewing. Ladies choice."

"Oh, I want the worl to see this," she said, slipping out of her clothes. "Well, are we about ready to start, guys?"

"Whenever you're ready, Mrs, Todd," said the director, a wolf.

I went outside and assigned everyone present a number, though I was going to go first for this little piece of cinematic smut. I informed all the guys that when their number came up, they were to stand just outside the bedroom door and strip off all their clothes, then they could come in and get down to business. Once everyone had received their instructions and number, I went back inside, only to find my wife lying on her back, naked and legs spread wide open.

"You're not going to keep a lady waiting, are you?" she said, teasing me.

"Of course not," I said as I undressed. "I hope you like what I got you for your birthday this year."

"Love it," said Vixey. "Thank you, my loving husband."

"You're welcome, you slut," I said as I climbed on top of her. She giggled at my comment. Calling my wife a slut was not a pejorative at all. If there's one thing that Vixey loved, it was getting fucked by guys. I think she lived to have a cock inside her, and that was just fine by me. Hell, it turned me on, and she was likewise turned on by me being in gay porn. If our marriage wasn't perfect, it was damn close for sure.

Vixey closed her eyes as I entered her folds. We'd had sex earlier that morning, but I was good and horny again. Normally I'd be on set shoving my cock into some guy's ass, but not today. I'd been busy taking Vixey out on the town, going shopping, seeing the sights and was happy just to be with her. Having gone more than twelve hours without sex, it didn't take me long before I was pumping my cum inside of her. I made sure to moan "I'm cumming", so the camera guys could get a close up of my dick shooting my load into Vixey. My fucking slowly came to a stop. I got off the bed and went out to get the second guy. Unlike the other guys who would undress, fuck Vixey and then leave, I kept my clothes off and sat on a chair behind the cameras. I didn't want to watch a minute of the action.

The second guy just so happened to be Tim the tiger. Tim was thrown out of his apartment when his then fiance learned of his working in gay porn. Luckily Vixey, Cal, Carla and I had another room, so Tim moved in with us. This turned out to be beneficial for all of us. I was quite fond of sucking off the big striped guy, and Vixey got into bed with him on an almost daily basis. As big as he was, Tim decided that for this first porno of Vixey's, he was going to pick her up and slide her up and down on his hardened cock. I could tell my wife was thoroughly enjoying this ride he was giving her. She moaned loudly, her paws digging into the tiger's back as he bounded her up and down. Just before he was ready to cum, he put her back on the bed, with him standing at the end, still thrusting as the camera got the close up of him shooting his load into Vixey's cunt.

"Enjoying yourself, my dear?" I asked Vixey as Tim left the room.

"Keep 'em coming," she said, clearly wanting more.

Vixey's third bang of the evening was none other than the guy who I now considered to be my best friend, Cal the cougar. Cal was the first guy I'd ever had sex with, and we'd been close ever since. Cal and his wife Carla lived with us, and in fact, slept in the same bed as Vixey and I. Cal and I swapped wives almost everyday, so this was nothing new to Vixey, but she was by no means complaining about it. Cal simply knelt down, pulled Vixey up to his cock and went to work. I watched Vixey's tits bounce around as he plowed into her over and over. As horny as all the guys were it didn't surprise me that Cal didn't take much time to finish up and Vixey was on to four of twenty for the evening.

Next up was Wally, the white wolf who I'd help get a job in gay porn. Wally was a friend of Tim's that he worked out with. The white wolf had confided to the tiger that he was from a deeply religious family, and that he had moved out here to LA because he was bisexual. I helped break him in, and he and Vixey had fucked several times since then. He stood at the foot of the bed, pulled Vixey's legs apart and sunk his cock into her. By this time, I was wondering just how loose my wife had to be down there, especially after being fucked by Tim, who was well-endowed. I kept a close watch on her, and she was still clearly having fun, regardless of the state of her vagina. Like most male wolves, Wally howled when he came, and tonight was no exception. He emptied his load and we moved on to number five.

The fifth guy was the last one that Vixey knew. Justin the lion was a guy I happened to run into one Saturday morning while at the grocery store. I had no more than stepped out the door, when I heard someone yelling at me. I turned around to see this lion, who asked me if I worked in gay porn. After I told him that I did, and he admitted that I was his favorite gay male porn actor, I just had to invite him over. Vixey and I had quite a bit of fun playing with him that Saturday morning, and since then, he'd come over regularly to suck me off, which was almost always followed by him boning Vixey, sometimes while I was boning him, making a nice "lion sandwich".

"Oh god," moaned Vixey. "Fuck me harder, my big lion!"

Justin grinned from ear to ear, his mane shaking as he gave Vixey everything he had. Lions had barbs on the end of their dicks, and Vixey told me that those barbs drove her nuts. She closed her eyes, wailing away as her first, but definitely not last orgasm, came over her. Justin gave a mighty roar as he was dumping his jizz into Vixey, and finished by letting some of his semen shoot onto her stomach. Justin walked out of the room, looking like a very satisfied beast. Vixey looked over at me.

"Phillip," she said, panting heavily. "Give me a few minutes before the next guy comes in."

"You alright?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she said, looking down at her pussy. "Just need a breather."

I left the bedroom and told the next guy that it would be a few more minutes still before he could come in. I went back to Vixey's side, taking hold of her paw. "You having a good time, my slutty vixen?"

"The best," she said with a soft smile. "Twenty cocks for my twentieth birthday was such a thoughtful gift."

"Hey," I said. "I know what my vixen wants, and she wants lots and lots of cocks."

"Indeed I do," she said.

I told the director to be sure and edit out this little break we were taking. Vixey and I continued chatting until she told me she was ready to enjoy her birthday present again. I got up and invited the next guy in, who just happened to be a spotted hyena. Now, there were plenty of beasts who thought that hyenas were ugly, smelly creatures, but Hector, a guy I'd worked with before was neither of those. He was incredibly handsome and always wore some kind of aftershave that both males and females found enticing. He hopped into bed with Vixey, but I could tell she had something different in mind, just by her facial expressions. My wife told him to get on his back, which he happily did. She must have really got her second wind back because she went to work riding that hyena's cock, making the bed shake. Hector reached up and squeezed Vixey's boobs, which only made her wilder and wilder. Vixens were known for being freaks in the sack, and my Vixey was no exception. I have to admit, I was enjoying this probably as much as she was. I never felt any jealousy, or any ill feelings knowing my wife was being fucked by other guys. To us, this wasn't sordid, or dirty, it was just fun and I knew Vixey would never leave me in a million years.

Hector continued to let Vixey ride his cock until he made that laughing sound that his species was known for. I looked right at where he and Vixey were joined and saw cum rolling down his cock. He panted heavily until he regained his breath and pulled. Vixey's next partner was a succesion of three cats, a leopard, a jaguar and then a cheetah. She was most pleased with Chad the cheetah, as he lived up to his reputation of being able to fuck at a ridiculously fast pace. It was Chad who made Vixey experience her second orgasm of the night, though I knew there would be more to come. After the three cats, there was Warren the wolverine, then Elvin the elk. When Elvin blew his load into Vixey, she decided that she needed another break, as this was the halfway point for her.

"Still ready for ten more dicks?" I asked her as I held her paw again.

"Of course," she said. "My god, this is the best birthday ever, Phillip."

I laughed. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."

"I see you are too," she said, pointing at my cock. "Need me to take care of that?"

"I'm good," I said, rubbing at my hard dick. I hadn't bothered putting my clothes back on since I was completely comfortable being naked in front of pretty much anyone. This time, we settled on having a half an hour break. I'm sure this only made the remaining ten guys out in the living room even more pent up and horny, which would certainly guarantee that they would be shooting some enormous loads into my vixen.

"Alright," said Vixey. "Bring on number eleven."

The next nine guys included, a weasel, ferret, stoat, pine marten, squirrel, raccoon, jackal, dingo, and a badger. Just as I expected, the delay had caused all of them to give Vixey a tidal wave of cum, much to her approval, but the twentieth guy was one I'm sure Vixey would never, ever forget. I walked out to the living room and brought him in for Vixey's final performance of the evening. My wife's eyes lit up when she saw her last sex partner.

"Oh my god," she said. "I hope I can take all of that!"

The twentieth guy who would be fucking Vixey was none other than a black bear named Barney. I knew Vixey loved getting fucked by Tim the tiger so much because of how big he was downstairs, but even Tim was dwarfed by the cannon that Barney possessed. I could see Vixey preparing herself mentally as she watched Barney get to the foot of the bed. The big bear pulled closer by her feet and spread her legs apart. He looked down at my wife, smiling.

"You ready, Vixey?" he asked her.

"Go ahead, big boy," she said to him in a lusty tone.

I watched as Barney rubbed Vixey's cum drenched folds with the head of his penis. He was big, but he was also very considerate as he slowly inserted himself into my wife. I could see Vixey's face scrunch up from being impaled by such a big dick. I had specifically chosen Barney to go last, since I knew a guy of his size would require that Vixey be good and loose for this. I couldn't take my eyes off of what was going on, it was the hottest fucking thing I'd ever seen in my life, my wife getting fucked by such a gargantuan penis. Barney managed to get halfway in before he thrust out just a little bit. Vixey moaned and groaned, leaning her head back as the black bear found his rhythm. Vixey was digging into the mattress with her paws, clearly overwhelmed by what was in between her legs. Barney took his own large paws and rubbed at Vixey's flat tummy and her large breats, even going so far as to give her nipples a light twist, something she loved as it only made her wilder and more pleased with what was happening to her.

By this time, I had gotten out of my chair and was standing at the edge of the bed, watching what Barney was doing to my wife. It was just so unreal, watching that big rod of his going in and out of her cunt. I pumped hard at my own cock, feeling like I was possessed by some great force that was turning me into some sort of wild beast from eons ago. I hadn't planned on this, but I climbed onto the bed and shoved my dick into my wife's mouth. It came as no surprise to me that she didn't object, nor did the director. I found that in the world of porn, sometimes doing something spontaneous made for the best viewing experience. I grabbed hold of her head and face fucked her, occasionally turning around to see Barney still plowing away at her. Horny as I was, I didn't last long before I felt my cock blowing a load into Vixey's maw. I got off the bed and watched what would be the last thirty seconds of Barney's efforts.

"Oh, fucking Christ!" screamed Vixey. "Fuck me, fuck me, fucke me!"

I'd never seen Vixey act so crazy before, and even though I'd just blown a load, I was still completely fixated on what was happening. Barney roared, making everything in the bedroom shake as he finally climaxed. Holy shit, I'd never seen so much cum in all my life. Most of it ended up being shot onto Vixey's stomach and boobs, making her fur all wet. Her head fell back on the pillows, her tongue hanging out, clearly spent from an evening with twenty guys. I got into bed with her after Barney had pulled out and left the room. The crew packed up their equipment, but before the director left, he handed me a shoe box.

"Don't want to forget this, he said. "We'll get started on editing tomorrow, and let me just say, that's some of the hottest shit I've ever seen in my life."

"Thanks," I said. "See you later."

Once everyone was gone, Vixey looked at me, still exhausted, but satisfied. "What's in the box?"

"Oh, that?" I said. "I didn't tell you before, but the other nineteen guys were so thrilled about fucking you, that they agreed to pay $105.27 each, which totals up to be two thousand dollars."

Vixey's head came off the pillows. "You mean, I just made two thousand dollars, and I got to enjoy twenty cocks inside me tonight?"

"That's right, my lovely little slut," I said. "You okay with that?"

Vixey kissed me on the cheek and whispered into my ear. "In that case, I hope I live to be one hundred."

I returned her kiss. "So do I, so do I."