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Pheeze never imagined himself to be a kept man. He was a wandering sort, sowing his wild oats and sleeping with strangers for most of his high school days. He got with a few teachers and more than his fair share of friend's girlfriend's. He never meant or wanted to end up attached to any one person. But meeting Princess changed a lot. Here was this smart, feisty maned wolf who could take each thrust and ask for more, who could laugh at his dumb jokes, and for once, Pheeze didn't feel the need to leave as soon as the swelling of knot died down.

They still slept around with other people through their 20's but once Pheeze heard the news that Princess was pregnant, he felt an obligation he'd never felt before. Princess didn't agree to marry him at first but a knot in her snatch had a funny way of changing her mind. They got hitched at a courthouse and built a life together. It wasn't what he expected for his life by any means but it felt good. Coming home to his wife with her growing belly made him happy.

When Alice was born, Pheeze was ecstatic. It was a perfect moment for any other man, but for the otterdog, his rudder wagging was a sign that he seemed to accept the responsibility of caring for her. Bringing Princess and Alice home from the hospital was a big day and Pheeze felt the weight on his shoulders. She changed things. He'd have to be better.

She grew quickly, sprouting up and growing to be just as feisty and snarky as her mom. She was daddy's little girl, and loved spending time with him. Whether it was working on a car, or watching TV, cursing along with him, she was happiest with him.

Her first heat was torture for him. Pheeze wanted nothing more than to do as nature intended. Plug her up with his knot and unload a torrent of warm cum into her waiting body. That first heat, he spent most of his time at work and when he came home, he'd have to grab his wife and fuck her in the backyard before he could go inside. His daughter came running up to hug him and the primal scent of need on her... well, his cock was ready to go again almost immediately.

Princess and Pheeze fucked most often during the teen's heat.

This was where Pheeze was one night in August. He held his wife by the throat, slamming his knot into his wife. She cried out, choking on her moan of pleasure. Her body rocked into his, grinding his knot into her g-spot. Her red fur was marred with his drool, the white fur on her head bouncing in and out of his face with Pheeze's forceful thrusts into Princess--his Princess.

He felt his cock getting squeezed as Princess rode out her third orgasm of the fuck. Warm cum filled her up, spilling into her womb. The otterdog's tail wagged and he panted onto his wife's face. The maned wolf looked up, eyes slowly focusing on him. When she could breathe again, she tugged his face into her breasts.

"Fffuck, baby," she smiled. The woman giggled at his slobbery kisses to her tits. "I'm not sure how well you'll be able to handle my new position."

Pheeze smirked, biting her pierced nipple and tugging. He loved her squeeze of pleasure around his cock.

"Mmm. You just need to make sure to drain my nuts like this every time."

Princess snickered and shook her head.

"We both know there's no such thing as draining your balls. You're insatiable."

"And that's why you married me," the otterdog beamed with a toothy grin.

"Well," Princess licked her chops. "You also fuck like a machine."

He nodded his head, looking down at his splayed wife.

"So how long is this conference?" he asked.

"Just the weekend. But I got one next month that's going to be a week at least. So I'll be gone a little longer. Your hand is going to be your best friend while I'm gone, babe."

He pulled his cock out, the hard knot making Princess squeal and whine at the pain of the act but the leer from her husband made her shiver.

"Then get on all fours. I want to fuck you again," he grunted.

"And if I say no?" She smiled, trailing her husband's scarred chest with her hands.

Pheeze scoffed, tugging her back to his body. "You won't."

"You know me so well," Princess grinned. She slid onto all fours and spread her legs out.

Princess could hardly contain her wagging tail, nor could she stop her moans when the otterdog slammed his cock into her ass. She was thankful that her husband at least had the foresight to put soundproofing insulation in their room.

***

Pheeze drove his car up to the high school. Hard to believe as it was, his daughter was in her second year now. The 15 year old was growing into a beautiful young woman. As proud as he felt, there was more than a few conflicting thoughts about her age. For starters, the otterdog didn't like her going out on dates. She would go one a date here or there but didn't seem too interested. A dodged bullet there, at least. But her friends...

Alice had some of the hottest friends imaginable. The canine attracted all sorts of people to her, drawn to the good looks she had inherited. Just about every weekend some teenage girl was spending their night and too often they'd be standing around in bras and panties. He'd remove himself as often as he could, removing himself from the equation. But with Princess gone that weekend, it would be a struggle to keep his hands to himself.

So he was torn when Alice and her friend, a wolf named Jackie climbed into the car. Jackie held a small duffel bag in one hand.

"Hope you don't mind, Daddy," Alice said. "I invited Jackie to stay the night. Is that okay?"

The dog frowned, looking at his daughter.

"I wish you had told me first," he said in an exaggerated gripe.

"Why? We both know you can't say no to me," Alice said, flashing teeth at her dad.

Pheeze leaned over to hug his daughter with one arm.

"Too smart for your own good," he said, tickling her sides with a large hand. Alice giggled, pushing at his hand, trying to get it away from her body. He let his hand go, a big smirk across the male's face.

"Sure she can stay the night!" he looked to Jackie and smiled. "And how are you, Jackie?"

The wolf's eyes looked him over through her black fur. It wasn't innocuous. She was clearly appraising him. Her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.

"Just fine, Pheeze," Jackie smiled, knowing better than to call him Mr. Holt. Pheeze liked that. She didn't make him feel older than having a 15 year old daughter already made him feel.

"Atta girl," he grinned, pulling out of the parking lot. The girls sang along to shitty teenage music. Pheeze bit the inside of his mouth, forcing himself to keep quiet. His daughter was happy no matter how fucking abysmal her music taste turned when she passed into her teenage years. But, the rules were the rules, when her friends were in the car she had music control.

Pheeze pulled the car up to their house, his rudder swaying lazy when he stepped out of the car. The girls ran into their house and Pheeze caught himself looking at Jackie's butt. Her shorts hugged her butt so nicely. He was less than happy walking back into the house with a swollen sheath to contend with.

The day passed rather uneventfully with Pheeze working on chores Princess tasked him with. He kept himself in the garage for most of the day, fixing one of Princess' harnesses. They'd broken it during a more forceful session during Alice's last heat and with her cycle coming around soon; it needed to get it working again soon.

The door opened and there stood Jackie, she walked around to the fridge next to Pheeze's workbench. She poked her head inside, grabbing a soda from the fridge before looking back at the older man. She smirked at the harness on the workbench, giving him a once over with her eyes when she popped the can.

She leaned over onto the bench, and Pheeze could see straight down the girl's shirt to her D's. He swallowed, glancing over at her.

"I didn't know you were into the kinky shit, Pheeze. But it doesn't surprise me. Alice tells me she still hears you guys now and then."

Pheeze felt his mouth run dry. His cock straining his pants, growing with her sultry words.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Jackie."

"Sure you don't, Pheeze," she took a sip of her drink and looked over at the harness and then back to him. "I think I could fit into that harness, you know." The wolf slid away and her wagging tail struck his back.

As soon as the door was closed, Pheeze gripped the workbench and his legs shook. The desire to fill, to fuck, so powerful it hurt. It physically hurt him not to fuck her into the same stupor he'd seen on his wife and every other bitch's face throughout his life.

Grabbing his phone, Pheeze called up his wife. He needed to hear her voice, to get that voice of sanity again. Instead, he got a voicemail message.

"Fuck. Princess, you little whore. I needed this."

He hung up before the beep on her answering machine could ever come.

The rest of the night was uneventful; the girls watched movies until Pheeze went to bed. He heard them giggling, talking in hushed voices but that didn't matter. He was looking through his phone, watching private videos of Princess' hips bouncing against his. His hand was working on his cock. The lube on his hand ran all over his cock, making the whole length slick.

Pheeze laid his head down and growled in anger. He was at it for ten minutes and his cock just wouldn't cooperate. Satisfaction wouldn't come easily that night.

Tugging his boxers on, he went downstairs. The living room was quiet so Pheeze figured the girls would be asleep. He went to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water. Leaning up to the cabinet, he sighs, fatigue racking his whole body.

"Nice view," Jackie whispered.

Whipping around, Pheeze saw the underage wolf. She was in a pair of red panties and an oversized shirt. It hung over her frame, draping enough that he could tell she had no bra on underneath.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?" Pheeze whispered, nodding to the room on the other side of the wall.

"I thought I'd get a drink myself," she said.

Pheeze froze, not sure what she was doing. Her body was up against him, smaller and inviting him with those wide hips. She leaned over, shirt falling over to expose more of her shoulder and chest. She grabbed his glass from the counter and took a long drink from it. Her eyes never left his, body snug to his sheath. The bitch rubbed her hips against his for a moment before standing up straight and turning around.

"Goodnight," she called over her shoulder.

His eyes were glued to the red of her panties, clinging and hugging her panties so nicely. His cock was immediately tenting his boxers. Maybe satisfaction was on the table tonight after all.

Pheeze came three times that night.

***

The next month was pretty uneventful, Princess came back on Monday and Pheeze and she spent a few hours in their room that night before any sleep was had. He loved his wife's whimpering moans, her shudders of pleasure and the way she looked right before he knotted her. It was the most beautiful sight in the world.

But when he was asleep, the hybrid thought of Jackie. He thought of the way she held herself against him. Pheeze could remember the way she held herself to him, the way she smelled. The heat of her pussy on his crotch was intoxicating. The otterdog would wake up hard and aching for his daughter's friend. He could remember each dream, fucking her tits, cumming in her mouth, knotting her over and over again.

He would drown the guilt of those thoughts in his wife. Their sex life was never better, not even when they had first started going out. But the next trip was coming up soon. Which meant...

Which meant he would have a full week where anything could happen. Pheeze knew himself. He couldn't go that week with just his hand. And if Jackie came over than nature would surely run its course. It was the only natural conclusion.

Pheeze held his wife close the morning she had to leave. His lip moved over her neck, tasting her, kissing all over body and grunting in quiet approval of her giggles.

"Honey, stoooop," she said, pushing him away. "You're going to make me late for my flight."

He didn't stop, nibbling on her neck. Her legs shook, claws raking down his chest. Finally, she shoved him away. With a quivering lip, the maned wolf shook her head.

"I'll see you in a week, okay?"

Pheeze nodded his head, leaning in to give his wife a kiss before she walked out the door. When the door clicked shut, he sighed and leaned into the wall. It would be a long week without Princess around. But, Pheeze was happy to spend more time with Alice.

When she came home from school, Pheeze was watching TV. Crappy daytime TV while Pheeze lazed about, not really paying attention. Alice opened the door, calling in her high voice. "I'm home, Daddy!"

"In here," he said, leaning back on the couch.

Alice came on, her short skirt showing off the legs she must have got from Princess. She had a black blouse on, which hugged her curves rather nicely. Pheeze wondered when he'd have to intimidate the next boy she brought home.

"Hey," she smiled, sitting next to him. She leaned in, resting her head on his shoulder. His large arm wrapped around her shoulders and squeezed her.

"How was school?"

"Good!" Alice slid her cheek onto Pheeze's lap. She stared at the TV, watching the dredge's of entertainment with her dad. "Kinda weird though. Jackie wasn't there today. Said her heat was like, crazy bad or something. Her parents wanted her to stay home."

Pheeze thought about this, his leg bounced, Alice could feel it even from his other thigh. She turned over, looking up at her dad.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh... N-nothing, sweetie."

The teen pouted, seeing right through that lie.

"Daddy, c'mon!"

Pheeze leaned down, kissing her forehead.

"Nothing, sweetie. It's just going to be tough without your mom here this week," he smiled.

The teen got up onto her knees. She looked at him. He couldn't help but notice her, breasts poking his chest.

"Is it because you won't be able to sleep with her all week long?"

He gaped at her, eyes growing wide, but who was he to deny it? The otterdog nodded slowly.

"I hear you two, y'know. It's hard not to. I mean, you're so loud."

Pheeze bit his lip. His crotch swelled with anticipation.

"I know that you and mom go at it like crazy. It's hot to hear. I mean, she must cum what, two three times a fuck at least?"

Pheeze tried to think of anything, anything to get his cock to behave but it wouldn't listen. His daughter's tone had him captivated.

"You know, I wouldn't mind..." Alice swallowed, looking her father dead in the eyes and proving that she was her mother's daughter. "I wouldn't mind helping you out like that, Daddy."

Pheeze stared straight past his daughter. He'd never expected this behavior from her. Jackie didn't surprise him as much. The wolf was always dressing down around him and Princess told him that she caught the teen staring at Pheeze at the pool once. But his daughter...

His Alice...

Shaking his head, Pheeze looked at Alice. He swallowed hard and gave her forehead a kiss.

"Because I love you," he said, voice shaking. "I'm going to pretend you didn't say that." Pheeze stood up and went upstairs. He shut the door and stripped. His heart was pounding, and his cock was throbbing. The black spire stood out from his cream colored stomach. The otterdog went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. He didn't bother getting the water hot. He leaned into the tiles and sighed. His hair went into his eyes, running a hand through the red and purple mixture to keep it out of his eyes.

He grabbed himself behind the knot, pinching it.

It was easy to replace Jackie in his fantasies. So simple to transpose Alice over her friend. She looked so much like her mother. But when she had that smirk on her face, yeah, it wasn't hard to see that she was his daughter. Her eyes were his, her smile was his. What else was his? Did she get his libido too? If that was the case, whoever she dated would need to get treatment for a bruised pelvis.

Pheeze closed his eyes and pictured it. He pictured his daughter's tongue running along the base of his cock. Her warm breath moving up to the tip. He wouldn't even have to push her down, she would just dive down. He could picture it now, her ears twitching as she swallowed her dad's cock.

He could imagine her swallowing his load, only to turn over and beg for his knot, for the cock that helped create her. It was so wrong and so right and Pheeze was torn between the two. Even when he stroked himself to completion, coating the wall with his load to slip down the drain, Pheeze hated himself for it.

But mostly, Pheeze hated that she was probably going to get fucked by him when her mom was gone. It was only a matter of time.

When he got out of the shower, Pheeze got himself dressed. He didn't bother getting in anything past athletic shorts that didn't even cover the entire sunspot on his thigh and a tank top that stretched over his barrel chest.

The canine bounced down the stairs, trying to show his daughter he was still happy to see her. The teenager was kneading dough for out onto a cookie sheet. Looking at the sauce and cheese beside her, he nodded his head and started grabbing some meat from the fridge to put on the pizza.

"Have a good shower, Daddy?" Alice said, spreading the sauce over the dough with a spoon. He couldn't tell if her tone was implying something or not. But he couldn't worry about that. Instead, he just smiled.

"Yup. Nice and clean," he said, standing next to her and spreading cheese over the pizza. "No more sweaty Dad stink for you to complain about."

"Good," Alice said. "Last thing I need is Jackie to gag when she comes over."

"She'd gag? Nah, she wants me."

Alice scoffed. "Dad, not to give you a bigger head than you have, but you're the fantasy of half my friends. It's all DILF this, and knot that, and I'd like a piece of him during my heat."

"Well, that's why your mom loves you having friends over. I fuck her better than ever when you bring friends over."

Alice bit her lower lip, placing each pepperoni piece onto the pizza with care. "We hear you, y'know."

That got a grin from the teen's father. He went to the fridge and grabbed a beer. He popped the top off with a claw and took a long swig from it. Well, if that's what they wanted... No! He had to be good. It wouldn't be right. That was the old Pheeze not the new one. He did his best to tamp that thought out of his head. But it came right back into his head when Alice leaned over, putting the pizza in the oven and Pheeze could see the purple panties that clung to her butt, standing in stark contrast to the off-white of her fur. Pheeze could swear he saw the outline of her pussy from his angle.

The dog bit his lip, and took another drink; before he knew it the bottle was empty. Fuck it, if his daughter was going to do that to him, he'd need a lot more beer in the coming days.

Alice went to the table, looking over her homework. She started to hum, her tail wagging behind her. The skirt moved with it, raising enough to catch his eye. Pheeze normally didn't feel bad for his perversions. The way he figured it, everyone had their own perversions, so why should he feel bad for them? But staring at his daughter and imagining her spread out around his cock, it made him harder than he cared to admit.

"Staring at my ass, Daddy?" Alice giggled. She looked at him over her shoulder, hiking her skirt up. In the middle of her panties in black letters were the words spank me. Pheeze _had_spanked her a few times when she was younger. It was a lesson that actions had consequences but she always knew why it was happening. But Pheeze wanted to really spank her now. He wanted to claw at her, bite her, and destroy her for anyone else. She was his. His plaything and here she was, offering herself to him.

The doorbell rang, shaking Pheeze from his lustful fantasy.

"Can you get that, Daddy? I need to finish this homework problem before Jackie distracts me."

The otterdog nodded, walking to the front door. Opening up, he saw Jackie. Right away, he was assaulted with the pleasant aroma of her heat. It tickled his nose, tantalizing him with the thoughts of what could be. She smiled at him, a red shirt that stopped just past her belly button and a pair of khaki shorts that stopped a step past her butt. He looked her over, grinning as calm as he could.

His reverie began in earnest:

Don't sleep with your daughter's friend. Don't sleep with your daughter's friend.

"Hey, Pheeze. Ooh, is that pizza, I smell?" she said, moving right past him. Her hand squeezed his crotch as she moved past. Pheeze stood there, looking straight ahead before closing the door.

Pheeze followed her in, seeing her daughter and her friend. Both of them in such short bottoms, alluring the older man with their bodies which they put on display. And now he knew they were doing it on purpose. The oven timer beeped, saving Pheeze from having to look at them for a moment. He walked over to the oven, and pulled the pan out of the oven. He pulled a heat pad from the drawer and grabbed their dinner out.

At the kitchen table, the three of them tore into the pizza. Jackie yelped when she burned her mouth. She dropped her piece down to take a drink of water. She gulped loud, water dripping down onto her breasts. Pheeze could see the droplets sliding down her cleavage, disappearing into her shirt.

He swallowed, feeling his throat going dry. He couldn't look away, taking a drink of his beer. Alice cleared her throat. Glancing over, Pheeze saw her undoing the buttons of her blouse.

Don't sleep with your daughter and her friend. Don't sleep with your daughter and her friend.

"Staring at Jackie's tits, Daddy?" Alice smiled, taking a sip from her drink.

The ottershep shook his head, smiling at the two of them. He shook his head.

"Maybe I was. But hey, nothing wrong with looking."

Jackie smiled, but didn't say anything. Pheeze could tell from the blush on her cheeks that she liked it. His rudder swayed behind him. It felt good to flirt again, to see a new woman blush and preen with praise.

Alice and Jackie started talking about something. Pheeze didn't care. It was some nonsense about school but he was too busy ogling the women. He cleared his throat and got to his third piece of pizza. The two kept talking, and Jackie tapped his arm.

"Sorry," the ottershep grinned. "Zoned out."

Jackie giggled, smiling at him.

"I said, what do you think about girls who say that men don't really need those XL condoms? I heard them say that it's all a lie and no guy really needs a bigger condom, what do you think?"

You will sleep with your daughter and her friend. You will sleep with your daughter and her friend.

"I think that any man worth a damn won't even bother with a condom. Like me, never used a condom, never will."

Jackie bit her lip and he could see her wiggling in her place. Alice continued undoing her buttons and Pheeze finished his pizza. He downed the beer, chugging it with a few loud gulps and letting out a loud burp.

"Alright, finish up your dinner and then it's time to give you two sluts what you asked for."

Pheeze walked out of the kitchen. His heavy footsteps leading him into the living room. Somewhere in his head, he told himself that he was just calling their bluff. Pheeze had no intention of actually sleeping with the two girls. But when they came into the room, all doubt was gone. The hybrid grabbed his shirt and tugged. His paunch was and chest were looked over. Jackie seemed particularly interested in the scars on his body but he didn't pay much attention. Dropping his pants, the only thing stopping this scenario from reaching its foregone conclusion was a straining pair of boxers. The otterdog didn't even bother letting them stick around. He pulled them out and was suddenly quite naked.

Jackie and Alice were staring. Their eyes working over the swollen sheath and the piercing to his scrotum. Their tails wagged in perfect unison with each of them staring.

"The fuck are you doing just staring? Strip already!" he barked.

The girls jumped but nodded their heads. Their hands flew over buttons and tugged fabric off; baring all, the girls looked at him. The lust in their eyes obfuscated by their reserved body language.

Jackie's body was dark, the fur hiding every detail in its depths. He smiled, enjoying the pink of her nipples poking out. Her wide hips had a splotch of white on them, a little hidden treat as it were.

Alice was another story. Where Jackie could be seen as just another woman, Alice was his daughter. He couldn't help but look at her and think about what she looked like as a pup. The scar on her arm from when she broke her arm was still there, the birthmark on her stomach was there. But she also looked so much like her mother. Her body had the same ebb and flow as Princess' but she was younger, she looked like Princess did when they first met. But that smile she gave was still his.

"He likes the view," Alice said, stepping up to her dad with her friend. She yelped at the sudden hand on her ass. Jackie shivered at the sharp sting of claws on her ass. She leaned into the older male. Their scents were intoxicating. But it was only now that Pheeze realized.

"Alice, are you in heat too?"

His daughter smiled, slipping onto her knees. He didn't have the chance to react before he felt her tongue gliding up the underside of his cock. Her lips kissed up the length and her fingers ran through his fur.

"I'll never tell," she smiled, burying her face in his cock.

Jackie stole his attention, however. Pheeze felt his face being tugged into the young wolf's. She pushed her body into his and he responded in turn. His hand went under her tail. Jackie tried to pull back from the kiss when Pheeze pushed fingers into her pussy. She moaned, her tight walls clinging to his fingers. Pheeze forced his tongue into her mouth, his fingers roughly working into her pussy. True to form, heat emanated from her and his fingers were soon dripping with the teen's byproduct.

Alice got his attention again when his cock was suddenly covered with her mouth. It was just his tip at first but his daughter moved down slowly. She groaned, pushing into his length. More and more disappeared into her mouth until she couldn't take anymore. Pheeze knew from his time with Princess and the other women over his lifetime that she couldn't take it all. But seeing her try anyway, well, that may have explained the sudden gagging when his cock flexed up into the top of her mouth.

Jackie bit his bottom lip, tugging on it. She whined when he returned the favor with another finger. Her whole body rocked, writhing at his touch and the older man actually laughed when he started to fuck her cunt from behind. He felt Alice tug on the piercing on his scrotum and growled.

"Careful, now."

Alice let out a breathy, "yessir" before continuing, suckling on his cockhead. He hand cradled his balls, squeezing them and massaging each large orb with care. She moved down, her mouth taking in more and more of his tapered black cock. It slid to her throat and she gagged, tears welling up in her eyes but she wouldn't pull up. Pheeze watched his daughter choke herself to tears on his cock with a mix of fascination and challenge. His hand pushed her down, shoving her nose into the thick fur above his cock. Alice whimpered, clawing at his stomach, whining loud at the force with which he gagged her.

Jackie, meanwhile, was in heaven. Pheeze could tell that from the way she gripped his fingers. She whined his name; eyes clenched shut and her walls pulsing around his digits. Her body shook, and Pheeze laughed at the way she laid her head on his chest.

"Mmmnnn," Jackie cooed, face buried in his fur.

"Jeez, bitch, you're cumming so soon?"

Jackie glared at him.

"I am not a bitch!"

Pheeze dragged claws over her g-spot, scratching it and making the indignant wolf quake with another orgasm.

"Yeah, you are." Pheeze straightened up, pulling his cock free from Alice's mouth. Pre and spit dripped onto her fur and she gasped for air. The older man towered over Jackie, fingering her quim while snarling into her face. "You're my bitch and you like it. So check that attitude or get the fuck out of my house."

Jackie looked at him for a moment until her head dipped down. Alice took her hand and brought it to Pheeze's cock. The wolf stared at it, stroking it and looking at it for a moment or two, feeling like she was deciding her future then and there.

"I'm your bitch," Jackie whispered.

Pheeze laughed and pulled his fingers from her. For his troubles, he was rewarded with that satisfying slurping noise. Pushing those digits into Jackie's mouth, Pheeze forced her onto her knees. The once proud wolf let her tail wag at Pheeze's attention. She sucked on each digit, getting her own juices off of his fingers.

"So, Alice, who gets Daddy's cock first?" Pheeze asked. His daughter was resting her nose in his balls, breathing deep.

"Mmmm, I want it first, Daddy..." she said, biting the flesh of his scrotum once.

"All fours then. I want you to show off that needy cunt of yours," Pheeze slid his fingers from Jackie's mouth. The wolf whined but didn't say anything.

Alice got onto all fours. Her tail wagged, and Pheeze could see her cunt dripping with her excitement. The ottershep grabbed her hips and moved right behind her. He didn't even let his daughter get ready. He slammed in, cock ramming into her cervix. The maned shepherd whimpered and leaned back. Her hands grasping at the carpet, clawing to get freedom from the pain of the battering ram of a cock. Pheeze held her hips still, pounding away at his daughter's tight cunt immediately. Balls slapped her lips, hips crashing into hips and all the while his tongue lolled out.

The dad was oh so happy to fuck his daughter into submission. Jackie whined, looking at her friend being fucked by her own dad. She pawed at him, hands grabbing at him. Pheeze grabbed her head, cock still ramming into Alice.

"If you're going to whine like that, get your face under my tail and get licking," he growled into her face. He shoved her down, grabbing Alice's shoulders to pound his daughter deeper. His cockhead pushed her cervix open with every harsh thrust. She clenched her walls around the invading shaft, cumming hard around her daddy's shaft the way she'd heard her mom do over the years.

Jackie crawled behind Pheeze on all fours. She stuck her muzzle under his tail, getting a whiff of his musk. His balls smacked her chin, caught between Alice's ass and her muzzle. The wolf's tongue slipped out, already drooling in a Pavlovian response to Pheeze's scent and orders. She'd heard of classical conditioning at school but this was more; this moment was an example of Pheeze conditioning. Pheeze gave an order and the sex-crazed wolf responds by drooling. She hated the idea of it but she didn't bother saying no to him. Her tongue wormed its way into his ass, licking wildly.

A bitch in heat will do anything asked of her.

Alice was quaking with another orgasm. No wonder her parents fucked so often, with a dick like that, Alice would fuck Pheeze every day too. Hell, she was surprised that she didn't have more siblings. Maybe her mom got her tubes tied or something. Alice didn't much care. She didn't care about the risks of being bred by her own dad. She just rode back, greeting each thrust of her dad's spire of a cock with her own hips. It felt like a baseball bat being shoved inside of her. Her cervix could be bruised by the time he was done but Alice couldn't care less. She was on her third orgasm, milking Daddy's cock and inviting him to breed her like her heat demanded.

Pheeze grabbed his daughter's tits, slurping on her neck. He was more animal than man now, surrendered to pleasure. It was so good to be this way again. He'd tried denying it for so long that he forgot who he was. He wasn't some kept man, he was Pheeze! He was the bane of the married man and the want of women all ages. Hell, Princess would probably be happy to get a break from his abusive fucks anyway.

"Beg for Daddy's knot now, Alice. I know you want it, but I want to hear you beg for it!" he grinned.

Alice was ever the good girl. She moaned, screaming for her dad.

"Daddy! Tie me! Please..."

Pheeze looked at her. He wanted to tie her and lock her body to his and let nature take its course. But...

"Your heat..."

"Fuck the heat! Breed me, Daddy! Please! I want you to fill me, to knock me up. I'll be a good mommy, I swear! Just breed me! I need it, I need it Ineeditineeditineedit!!" she squealed, pushing his large knot into her walls, grinding back and doing what she could.

Pheeze sighed, feeling Jackie's hands squeeze his ass and lick harder, as if trying to earn her place and keep the man happy. He didn't pay attention to her yet. He slammed in, shoving his thick knot into his daughter, unloading his cum into her. Balls were snug to Alice's quaking cunt and his cock pulsed, pushing cum through its length to flood into his daughter's womb. He shivered, propping himself up on his elbows while Alice dropped her face into the carpet, her ass still in the air where Daddy wanted it.

"Jackie," Pheeze grunted.

The wolf shot up, moving back from the ass she'd been ordered to lick.

"Yes sir?" she said, tail a blur behind her.

"Get me another beer. Need to take a break before I can give you what you want."

Jackie ran off to the kitchen. She came back a minute later, beer in hand. Pheeze sat back, dragging his daughter with him, still attached to her by the knot. Taking a couple hard gulps from his stout, the ottershep sighed, leaning onto the couch. Pheeze saw Jackie staring at him, her eyes going to his knot, wedged inside of his own daughter, his own flesh and blood. The maned shepherd leaned back, nuzzling into Pheeze's neck when he took another drink.

"Mmm, Daddy," she cooed. Her hands rubbing his chest. Pheeze grinned and bucked up into her. To his surprise, she moaned, writhing against his body. That part wasn't that surprising, really, but feeling her pussy clamping down and cumming on his shrinking knot in another orgasm... That was the real surprise.

"Your mom was just like that the first few times I fucked her," he grinned.

"She told me about it. You fucked her in the basement at her birthday party," Alice smiled, kissing his neck.

"Oh, she's telling you things like that? Remind me to have a talk with her..."

Jackie sat down next to Pheeze, leaning against him. The ottershep wrapped an arm around her shoulder, grabbing her tit and squeezing it. She whined, rubbing her thighs together. Pheeze pushed Alice off, her cunt resisting at first until it finally slid free. Pheeze smiled, seeing Alice's lips oozing pre onto the floor.

"Jackie, get your face under there. Don't let that go to waste," he grunted, finishing the rest of his beer in a single go.

Jackie paused before complying. She slid onto her back and spread her legs, offering herself up to Pheeze. Alice turned around, her leaking pussy over her friend's face. The older male grabbed the wolf's hips and slammed in. All at once, a tight, wet vice was around his cock. It squeezed, writhing around his length as Jackie adjusted to the invading member. Pheeze rammed in, cock spreading her open.

Alice moved down, rubbing her sore lips onto Jackie's face. She ground her hips down, moaning when the wolf finally put that tongue to use. Her lip quivered, eyes glossed over with pleasure. Pheeze was happy to see his daughter so slutty. She really was her mother's daughter, grinding and riding her friend's face and getting cleared of her father's cum. He grabbed her face and kissed her hard.

Jackie couldn't escape the incestuous pair above her. She didn't want to though. Why would she? Her tongue went to work, licking deep, moaning and gasping into Alice each time Pheeze forced his behemoth into her cunt. She arched her back; riding back into Pheeze's slapping hips. The taste of her friend's heady pussy mixed with the salty, bitter taste of Pheeze was too much. She squeezed, pleasure coursing through her body, flooding her mind with endorphins as she milked the object of her fantasy. Pheeze kept it up, rutting the bitch around his cock.

He growled into Alice's mouth, his daughter responding by sucking on his tongue. Her hands were everywhere, his shoulders, his face, his belly, and then back to that ass. Her small hands dwarfed by the sheer, intoxicating size of her daddy.

Pheeze let his hands feel both bitches. One rested on Jackie's stomach, feeling his cock ram inside of her beneath his palm. The other was on his daughter's ass. They were his, his toys, his bitches, his breeding stock. He rammed harder, needing more. He wanted to fill the bitch up. She deserved it, deserved the sheer pleasure of his cum and his knot. He could feel the heat of her around him, squeezing and caressing his cock. The scent of their pheromone-laden heat made Pheeze harder. It was what nature intended; smell a bitch so breed a bitch. And Pheeze was awfully good at breeding. He shoved himself into her, balls smacking that gripping cunt. She moaned cumming again for who cared what time. Pheeze only cared about how close he was. He was going to fill her. He was going to breed a bitch again.

Pulling back from the kiss with his daughter, he shoved Alice off. She landed with a giggle, watching her dad squeeze Jackie's throat. Her friend grabbed his wrist, moaning and clawing at his scarred body, trying to get him to stop. But it was no use. The ottershep was in his prime, railing her as his cock screamed its joy. He moaned, howling loud as his cum finally came shooting out, filling Jackie's poor, sodden cunt. His knot rammed in deep. The small wolf was whining and gasping for breath but Pheeze was in a world of his own. His twitching cock was emptying into her.

A moment later, he let go, feeling her gasps for breath when he leaned down. He shivered, feeling his peak run through his body. Alice was still smiling, legs spread wide. She gestured for him with a finger, inviting his muzzle between her thighs.

"I hope you don't think you're done yet, Daddy."

A smile crossed his face, seeing his daughter be just as lewd and cocky as he was. Pheeze complied, not because she wanted him to, but because he wanted to.

***

Pheeze was sitting on the couch, watching TV as the sun went down in the sky. He heard the garage door open, his hand lying on Alice's back as she kept her mouth working at his cock. Princess came around the corner. It would make sense if she was angry. Here was her husband, encouraging their daughter to suck his cock. His hand was on her belly like she was pregnant with his pups--which very well could be true--and he didn't look at her with an ounce of remorse. Instead, he smiled, happy to see his wife even as Alice slid his cock into her mouth.

Princess smiled at her husband and her daughter and came around the couch to join them. She sat down next to him and smiled. Leaning in, she kissed her husband's lips.

"Missed you, sweetie," Princess said. She rubbed her daughter's hair, tucking some behind her ear. "I'm surprised it took the two of you this long. With your libido," she pointed at Pheeze's chest. "I expected this ages ago," Princess said, joining her daughter.

Her mouth took a large ball inside and started to suck. Alice moved her head down, cock sliding into her throat. She'd had enough practice over the past few days to be better at throating her dad's thick cock. Pheeze laid his hands on his wife and his daughter's butts, squeezing them both. Later, he'd make the two of them kiss probably, a sexy lesbian make out session while he fucked his bitches one at a time. That would be later, however. For now?

It was good to be Pheeze.