Stepdaughter's Friends
"We're not the one fucking his step-daughter's three friends behind his wife's back?" -Cyan.
Stepdaughter's Friends on Vacation
by [Hammerstroke](%5C)
Note:
I did NOT come up with this idea. I read a story on adultfriendfinder.com and loved the smut.
I hated the writing.
So, for my own pleasure, I rewrote it -- and furried it along the way. Same characters, same setting, better writing. The title on aff.com is the same if you're curious. So, yeah, the furry characters are mine, the writing (most of it) is mine, and the some of the "positions" are mine. The rest is someone else's.
JUST SO YOU KNOW
Consider it a fanfic.
The Friday before a long weekend came and Dale the rabbit couldn't have been happier. He had been busy at work with several long term projects and hadn't had time for a real vacation in months. As he sat facing his monitor, watching the little digital clock tick closer and closer to five o'clock, his mind started to drift away ... away to the cold mountain slopes and the fresh mountain air. Luckily he had an old buddy who had a log cabin - and who was in Torino at the moment. Call in a favor, call his wife, and all was set.
"Dale? ...It's five-oh-three," someone said from across the cubical-enclosed hallway.
Dale left in a blur. He was really looking forward to the weekend, but truth be told he wasn't much of a skier and, nearing forty, not nearly up to three days of solid climbing and cold weather - not that he wouldn't enjoy the skiing. The whole of the drive home to his waiting family, his mind kept floating back to his stepdaughter Cara's best friends: three lovely young girls who would be joining them.
Cyan, the conservatively shy tabby; Leanne, the hot wolfess; and Tina, the saucy young arctic vixen. All three climbed in the van after Cara and Dale's wife, each laughing and giggling like little girls. Under the guise of making sure everyone had their seatbelts he watched their figures. Their personalities shone through in their wardrobe: Cyan was wearing loose jeans and a white shirt under an orange cargo vest, Leanne had tight jean shorts and a halter top, and Tina was wearing a short skirt and a tank top.
Luckily his wife and stepdaughter noticed none of his voyeurisms.
Dale found himself teased with a naughty look in each of the girl's eyes the whole way up whenever he glanced into the rearview mirror. He couldn't help but imagine each of them alone with him, wondering whether their clothing-on personalities were mirrored with their clothing-optional personalities: wondering whether little Cyan was actually trimmed, whether Leanne liked to tease, whether Tina was actually a virgin - there had to be at least some girls under 17 who were, he reasoned - and the more he thought about each one, the harder he got, sitting there in the driver's seat with his wife in the passenger's seat and the three little babes in his rearview sitting next to his unsuspecting stepdaughter.
They arrived at the mountain cabin and found it fully stocked with all the comforts of home and more, sporting an enormous fireplace, a hot-tub, and a renovated kitchen. After a quick snack and a quiet night they hit the slops and enjoyed the mountain air and the exhilaration as they raced down the mountain on the bright powdery snow. Dale had a tough day, in the end: it had been way too long and he hadn't been very good to begin with. As the day wore on the hot tub looked more and more appealing.
His wife and Cara decided to run to the store for some things for dinner. Cara asked them if the wanted to go, but Cyan, Leanne, and Tina all said that they would stay behind and get cleaned up for dinner, complaining about being stiff and sore. It was at least a forty minute trip, since Dale's wife wasn't used to driving in the snow.
As his wife and stepdaughter left, Dale eased himself into the bubbling hot Jacuzzi. He closed his eyes and leaned back to relax, finding himself sitting directly overtop of one of the jets. He though briefly of taking off his shorts but couldn't think of a good enough excuse to keep the girls out should they want a soak as well - well, he wouldn't want them out, just to not discover his nudity. Above the noisy jets and the frothy bubbles Dale heard the door open and shut. He knew it was one of the girls, but ignored her and kept his eyes closed, still trying to relax and not think probably illegal thoughts about their bodies, though he was still delighted one had decided to come join him.
After a moment, Dale opened his eyes, and to his pleasant surprise, saw all three girls walking towards the recessed tub. He did a quick check under the bubbles to make sure he was still covered, while nodding to the girls. Their gorgeous bodies, barely covered by their bathing suits, started an ache in his loins and hips. The swimsuits even matched their personalities: Cyan was wearing a modest green and blue one-piece whose neck didn't plunge very low, to his secret disappointment; Leanne was wearing short jean shorts and a sexy black cut-out bra top; and Tina ... Dale surreptitiously folded his paws over his crotch in case the bubbles parted for more than a moment over his tenting shorts. Tina was wearing a triangle top and a furry little flap skirt - both so close to white that they seemed to blend in with the arctic vixen's natural fur.
Dale found himself staring longer he should have at Tina's swimsuit before looking back up at her face. "Tina, my wife is gonna shriek if she sees you in that," he warned, hoping he sounded cool, nonchalant.
"Don't worry," she said with a smirk. "I've got another one to wear in front of Cara and her mom."
"In front of..." He wondered why.
"We saw you watching us in the van," Leanne said, gliding over to the left side of the tub.
"What ... what do you mean?" he asked, frowning.
"Watching us bend over, pack things into the van; making eyes with us on the road; trying to catch a peek up Tina's skirt..."
Cyan stepped forward. "Yeah. Y--you're gonna get in a lot of trouble if we tell your wife."
Dale sputtered, "But - but I didn't..."
Tina walked towards his right. "If we tell your wife, see? Maybe we can just have some fun and no one hears anything. Waddya think?"
Dale blinked. Surely they didn't mean... He was distracted by the three girls stepping into the Jacuzzi with him: Leanne on his left, Cyan in front, and Tina to his right. "I guess I don't have much of a choice, do I, girls?"
"Don't sound so dejected, big boy. We won't bite--"
"Because that's your job," Leanne finished.
The sight of these three girls approaching him with mischief in their eyes had his loins pulsing. Leanne, the hot wolfess, Cyan, the normally conservative tabby, and Tina, the arctic vixen all waded slowly towards him, their paws angling towards his crotch under water. One of them grabbed his paws and wrenched them apart, while the others undid his shorts and slid them off, draping them on the deck behind them. The froth and bubbles made it hard to see, but he could definitely feel paws as they brushed his bare thighs and took hold of his now erect cock underwater.
"Girls ... This isn't right," he warned, though his determination wavered.
They glared at him, lust and murder in their eyes.
"Oh... well, if you insist," he murred, wrapping his paws around them, pulling them closer. Cyan blushed, Leanne giggled and Tina growled playfully. Dale leaned back and groaned when he felt three paws on his cock at once.
He couldn't tell whose paw was whose but from the way they stroked him he could guess. Cyan's was a light and tentative stroke, her petite paw barely going around the shaft, handling his member like a fragile vase. Leanne's was straight and to the point, stroking with even pressure from the head to the base. Tina's was a teasing stroke, focusing on one part of his cock then shifting to another part just when it started to feel really good.
He looked at each girl's face, watching them watch him. There he was in a hot tub with three of the most gorgeous girls taking turns with his cock, rubbing, stroking; he could almost picture each of their paws under the water. Leanne moaned, leaning forward, sliding herself onto his knee. He could feel her heated pussy quivering through the denim. Tina smirked and did the same, and Dale took a sharp breath, feeling nothing beneath her flap skirt.
"Tina," he reprimanded, feeling slightly more courageous. "You dirty little vixen."
She batted her eyes, all coy-like, and he felt a fourth paw on his cock for a moment. Cyan, blushing, in the middle, shifted in front of him, and started moaning and groaning--she was rubbing herself. He smiled and brushed a strand from her face; her eyes caught his and she squeaked, her paw sliding up and down his cock. The other two girls wriggled their hips, brushing their crotches over his knees, which he obligingly bounced in time to their pumping.
Behind the recessed Jacuzzi was the rest of the deck; Dale raised himself onto the edge of the tub, watching their paws follow his cock. The girls' eyes went wide, finally seeing his cock. His most recent wife had married him for a reason. Right away Tina and Leanne leaned in, pressing their breasts against his thighs as their tongues touched his cock. Back and forth they passed it like an ice cream cone. Cyan sat in the middle, waiting patiently, before clearing her throat and shoving her way between the two others and engulfing his member. The vixen's and the wolfess' eyes went wide but they smirked and fondled his sack, still pressing their chests into his thighs.
Cyan's tongue nearly made Dale come, but he held back and slowly leaned back onto some towels, still able to watch them, still able to see all three licking and taking turns nibbling at the very top of his hard cock. Each girl was pulling his cock toward herself and passing it around like an ice cream cone. Cyan took the head, Tina licked near the base on right and Leanne tongued on the right. He wondered if they'd planned it or if it had just worked out well.
Who would get it first was the question in their minds, Dale guessed, seeing the looks they were giving each other. None of the girls wanted to be selfish but by the way their paws kept disappearing beneath themselves they were getting hotter and hotter. This was more than Dale had ever imagined. He lay back and enjoyed the moment, watching each young girl tease his cock with her mouth. The cute tabby took short little licks, teasing the top; the wolfess licked from tip to base and back; and the voluptuous vixen took as much of him into her muzzle as she could each time.
No one wanted it first, no one wanted to steal or be selfish, so it surprised them all when timid little Cyan swung her leg over his midsection, pulled the crotch of her suit to the side and climbed on top, pressing her swollen pussy against his throbbing cock.
"Oh gods..." Dale moaned as Cyan slid herself easily down his cock. It seemed selfish at first, but they had to get going before Cara returned. Thankfully her pussy was really wet, after watching his cock with yearning eyes and pawing off; the way she moaned reminded Dale of high school.
Dale didn't have much time to reminisce - Tina's crotch hovered into his sight and she sank her uncovered mound over his muzzle, facing away from Cyan, her furry flapped bottoms draping over his neck and face. He did his best to hide his surprise and snaked his tongue out, tasting her delicious juices as they flowed down his chin. She started grinding her hips over his muzzle, letting his nose rub her clit. The distraction was more than welcomed - he wouldn't have lasted another moment with tight little Cyan riding him like a pony.
He heard Leanne moaning off to the left - actually whining. He lifted the flap over his eyes and looked over at her. She was rubbing herself, one paw on her clit and the other pinching her nipple, her soaked jean shorts thrown shamelessly behind her.
"Leanne," he groaned, crooking his finger in a come here motion. She crawled over and sat in front of his paw, spreading her legs for him. He slid a finger inside her, then another, and started rubbing her insides, letting his thumb trail over her swollen lips.
Cyan started moaning too, her body was shaking and quivering as her impending orgasm built. She panted, "More ... don't stop ... I'm OHH gonna ... yes OH I'm I'm I'm I'm COM-M-MING!" Dale could feel her gush around his cock, and he began thrusting his hips, making her cry out with each pump. Tina arched her back above his head, her legs tucking tightly alongside his head.
Tina was panting now, rubbing her clit above his nose and squeezing her breasts, while Cyan slowly came down. Leanne groaned and slid forward over his fingers and said, "Let's switch!"
The vixen cried out - she was so close - and Cyan only nodded. Leanne straddled Dale reverse cowgirl style, Tina took her place over his paw, and Cyan fell onto his face. Dale could taste Cyan's juices from where she came earlier as he slid his tongue into her still drenched pussy. Tina's pussy was slippery as he moved his fingers in and out of her and rubbed her clit. Leanne slowly pushed his cock into her pussy, enjoying his thickness and moaning as his long cock reached deep inside her. Leanne moaned, "Finally, I get to feel your cock inside me."
Dale's smile was covered by Cyan's little body.
He could definitely feel the difference in speed, the taste and the feel after their shift of positions. They took little time getting into their own new rhythms, get back into a pleasurable groove. Dale loved how Leanne rode him; she had a tight pussy and was excellent at squeezing his cock from the base all the way to the head. Tina could barely wait her turn, fidgeting and squirming over his fingers. She moaned, growled, and arched her back, her breath coming in short, stuttered bursts.
A melody of moans came from the three young girls again; their minds deep in the pleasure he was giving them. Somehow it kept him focused, remember to thrust and lick and wiggle each girl. He knew he couldn't cum into just one of them, and had to hold back, even though they were on a timetable.
He stared up the tabby's petite body moving on his mouth. Her gyrations forced his cold nose against her clit and his tongue deep inside her. Tina was grinding his paw so hard she might've been dancing at a club save for her spread legs and dripping pussy. Leanne was riding his cock in long strides, her cunt hot, wet, and pink, swollen from his hard fucking. She couldn't hold back any longer, couldn't endure any more erupting pleasure, and her screams were louder than the noise from the Jacuzzi.
"SHIT, I'm COMING, oh-gawd-yes-yes-yes, I'M COMING..." She shook and squeezed at Dale's cock, juices flowing around his member onto his hips and the hard wood deck. She was hardly over the sensation when Tina cried out, "Switch!" and it was her turn to fuck him. Leanne and Cyan had barely finished taking his muzzle and paw when she plunged herself onto his cock, her pussy squeezing his flesh like Leanne's had seconds earlier. Once again, the same three girls were there, just the shift in positions caused the concert of moans and cries to change. Tina was spilling filthy language faster than Leanne's juices flowed.
"Fuck me you fuckbunny, fuck my pussy, OH GOD YES!" The wolfess' pussy tasted wonderfully of her own juices and, if he could think straight, Cyan's too. His cock was a stirring rod, sharing juices from one girl to the next.
"Oh gods, you girls are so bad," he moaned from under Leanne, still tasting her cum inside her.
Cyan giggled, the vibrations traveling through her pussy to his paw. "We're not the one fucking his step-daughter's three friends behind his wife's back."
"True," he said, almost laughing, and nipped at Leanne's clit. He'd never imagined it ... fucking three sexy, beautiful girls whose total age was pretty much exactly his own - and he was just shy of fifty. The thought spurred his loins.
"I AH I'm gonna ... I'm..." he warned with a moan. " ...I can't hold it any longer!"
Tina slid off his crotch and lowered her face to find his sticky cock. She licked up and down the side, tasting Cyan's, Leanne's and her own juices, while she started humping her paw to a second climax. Leanne turned and leaned forward to sixty-nine with Dale, leaving her pussy buried in his face and her legs wrapped around his head. Cyan pulled his paw over so she could reach his cock without leaving his touch.
"Oh gods, girls, I'm going to come!" He could almost see a clock in front of his eyes, counting down, five seconds, three, two...
At the last moment, while he hovered on the point of no return, the girls suddenly stopped and pulled away, leaving him helplessly humping air.
"FUCK!" he cried out, precum splashing eagerly onto his crotch. "Come on ... Don't ... you have to let me come..."
"Not yet," Tina teased. "Not until we have another round."
"What?! I'm ... There's no ... and I'm a rabbit! We can have as many rounds as I want!"
"There's twenty minutes left," Cyan informed him, still shaky, slowly drying herself off. "And we want you to save it all for the end." The girls dried off; Cyan pulled off her one piece, Tina undid her triangle top but left on her furry flap skirt, and Leanne stayed clad only in her cut-out bra top. The three helped him stand and pulled him inside.
Dale found himself in his bedroom. Leanne got on her knees and leaned forward on a chaise lounge. The dazed rabbit finally figured out what she wanted him to do and let instinct take control ... the way she lifted her tail like that... He moved behind her, pressing his finger into her pussy, still hot from having just fucked his muzzle. She wanted his cock, wanted to feel his surge of cum flood her, loved the hot juices ... but a deal was a deal - they had to make him wait.
"Fuck me doggy style, fuckbunny." He wondered if it was a pet name for him now - he wouldn't object - and moved his paw around her leg, fingering her from the front, and rubbed the head up and down her slit and slid it between her lips. He arched his back and caused the head of his cock to rub against her clit. Leanne pushed back so the feeling of his cock would last longer as he pulled back. He did this three times and then without warning shoved fast and hard, his balls slapping her legs as he began to thrust harder, over and over...
"Oh FUCK YES ... yes-s-s, give it to me, fuckbunny, gimme you fat cock ... Make me come AH for you!" she moaned, looking over her shoulder, even though her eyes were clamped shut.
Cyan and Tina sat beside them, watching and playing with themselves ... playing with each other, he realized, nearly coming at the thought. Their paws were buried in each other's pussy as they watched them, moaning almost as loudly as Leanne. They were transfixed at the sight of his cock plunging into the wolfess' sopping wet cunt from behind then sliding out and sloshing juices onto the wood floor. The sweat rolled down her ass and legs and onto the chaise lounge, which was squeaking in rhythm with Dale's thrusting. Hard and deep, his legs felt ready to give out, but not before Leanne arched her back and came over his cock, soaking their legs. She dropped to her elbows and Dale slowed his thrusts, drawing out the ecstasy as long as he could, slowing his own racing pulse and raging pleasure.
Cyan and Tina were hornier than ever. Dale slid his cock out as the vixen and tabby grabbed his paw and led him away. Leanne lay on the lounge, trembling and shaking.
Tina led Dale to the kitchen and lay back on the breakfast table. She motioned with a finger for Dale to join her.
"You look thirsty," she purred.
Dale grabbed her ankles and pulled them over his shoulders, crouching to bring his muzzle down to crotch level with the arctic vixen. Her juices smelled so sweet, the stench so thick. His tongue snaked out, tasting her, loving it. The rough bumps dragged across her lips, slipping between them. She cried out, gripping the edges of the table. Dale buried his muzzle under the furry flap of her bottoms.
Leanne joined Cyan as they stood beside them. Cyan slowly stroked her own pussy, but the wolfess leaned in and kissed Tina, caressing her breasts. Dale had to put his mind elsewhere just to survive watching the three. Cyan closed her eyes and touched her rough feline tongue to Tina's mound, tasting Dale's and Tina's juices, licking his tongue as he pulled out. The three girls moaned in concert (Tina had somehow in her pleasure found Leanne's crotch at the edge of the table) as they all pleasured each other. Dale felt somewhat like a fourth-wheel, so he stood fully and pressed his cock against Tina's quivering flesh, the precum-splashing tip rubbing her clit.
Tina squealed and bucked her hips, on the verge of coming, after having watched him and Leanne fuck doggy-style, as well as the hot tub yiff. He pressed into her, torturously slowly, till his rabbit cock hilted. He pulled out even slower, and focused on the two other girls. He reached out and rubbed the tabby's breasts, reaching for the wolfess' exposed cunt. Cyan started licking his cock along with Tina's pussy. He was rubbing and stroking and fucking the three young lusting animals - finally he could growl along with them. Tina joined his growl which turned into a squeal as she came around his cock.
It was several tense moments before Tina stopped shaking. Her legs unclamped from around his waist and Cyan let go of the other two girls to lead Dale to the den. Dale felt lightheaded and found himself sitting on the recliner. The tabby turned to face away and sat on his lap, his swollen and almost painful cock standing between her inner thighs. Leanne knelt in front and started lapping at his member, tasting the precum that was shooting out freely now. Cyan grabbed his cock and started jacking him off, rubbing his length against her oozing pussy lips.
Tina crawled into the room, a sly grin plastered on her muzzle. She pressed in beside Leanne and licked his cock.
"Your wife called just now," she purred, above the concert of moans and squeals.
"She AH did?"
"Ten minutes. Got lost." Her tongue managed to form words and do wonderful things to him at the same time.
"I AH didn't hear AH--"
"Neither did I, almost," she murred, and engulfed his member between Cyan's thighs, letting it pop out with a slurp.
Dale barely registered the how little time he had left - his mind was on the brink of a meltdown. Leanne's and Tina's tongues, as well as the tabby's paws and crotch all rubbed his shaft in different directions and speeds. He felt as if he was coming constantly, without coming - he knew he couldn't hold on much longer. Cyan was still pawing him off, this time with certainty, with determination. He grabbed little Cyan's hips and lifted her above his straining cock. With a cry she impaled herself, juices squelching out, only to be licked by Tina and Leanne who were both squeezed between Dale's thighs.
Dale let his paw reach around, fingering her clit while she bobbed up and down on his cock. He was glad she was doing most of the work - he was exhausted from the past near hour of constantly being on the verge of coming. His fur was matted with sweat and the girls' juices on his muzzle and chin, down his chest, on his forearms and running from the waist down.
"I'm huff gonna come..." he warned, his hips jerking. His cock poked into the cat's pussy, thrusting deep, the urge to let go and flood her depths almost overwhelming. She shivered and jerked in his arms, leaning back, molding her back to his chest. Dale tilted his head forward, nibbling on her ear - she suddenly beat him to the point, juices pouring out of her slit and cries pouring out of her muzzle.
Tina and Leanne grabbed the two, supporting them to the deck again where they could watch the driveway and not be seen over the railing. They knelt in front of Dale again, pressing him against the wall and thrusting their chests out. Both the wolfess and the vixen had innocent looks on their muzzles, but the past near hour had rid Dale of that fantasy. Cyan slowly figured out what was going on and perked up, kneeling beside the others.
Once Dale was no longer on the brink the girls slid forward, lowering their muzzles to his cock. Once again three pairs of lips were on him, licking, kissing, slurping like they did when they first entered the hot tub - this time they were working to help him come like he'd helped them come.
That's when Dale saw headlights down the drive way. He stiffened.
"Oh god," he moaned. "My wife ... Cara..."
This neither stopped nor slowed the girls from teasing and tasting his cock. He tried to keep a straight face and appear from below like he was keeping up a boring conversation. Dale figured it was okay to watch them while the girls worked: what a beautiful sight: all different colored females, different colored head bobbing along his cock, all giving head. Each took their turns at their positions, each passed it off to the next young girl like an ice cream cone. All four were lit by the moon, all three girls doing wonderful things to his cock with the intent of making him come.
He was close, he could feel the tension on his balls building. It had been an hour of holding back, of being aroused and stimulated and teased and he knew this was about to be an intense experience, to say the least.
"Oh GOD girls ... Here ... I'm gonna..." he trailed off. The tabby, wolfess, and vixen pushed each other to the side, each intent on taking his load. Cyan closed her eyes and leaned her head to the side slightly; Leanne opened her muzzle; and Tina leaned her head back, pressing her breasts out, and let her tongue loll out. Their muzzles and tongues touched, each fighting for position, extremely erotic. They hungered for his jizz; he could see it in their eyes when they looked at him.
All it took was one errant swipe of the tongue, one graze of a fang across his glans, and Dale came, hissing and looking away from the driveway. He was shocked as it literally exploded from his cock - not just a spurt but a gush. He could hear his stepdaughter and wife close the doors to the van below. Flashed of white flew over wet tongues, eager lips, innocent faces, voluptuous chests.
Muffled squeals and moans of accomplishment came from their young mouths, making him spasm from head to toe. His eyes rolled up into his head as he felt the trio lick and lap at his cock as it throbbed in it's afterglow. The girls kept licking, sucking, passing it back and forth as more and more tasty cum shot out over their muzzles. It dripped down their chins, over their cheeks, across their breasts and on their nipples. The three girls were covered in his come while his wife and stepdaughter climbed the steps inside. Each girl swallowed as fast as they could, their paws jerking at his cock and massaging his balls to squeeze the last of his juices out.
Then, at the last moment, the four naked bodies scurried towards the hot tub, grabbing their suits and sliding the missing pieces on underwater. Dale climbed in and grabbed his shorts from the bottom, watching them lick their lips and wink at him.
"How long have you been in there?" his wife said. She was standing at the door to the balcony.
"A while ... why?" he breathed, panting slightly.
"Your face is all red ... You're overheated. Go get a cold shower."
Dale thought to himself as he climbed out, facing away from her so as not to show his softening cock, that it was a little too late for that. He took a look back at the girls, seeing the vacant looks on their faces, and tried to figure out where the water jets were in relation to their crotches ... he could imagine Tina having the best time of it, Cyan's one-piece pulled to the side, and Leanne's jean shorts around her ankles. He hurried for his cold shower, passing Cara who'd pulled on her swim suit and was heading for the hot tub.
He wondered whether there would be a shock in store for her or not. It wasn't his problem.
Author's notes: I hope you liked it. I know I did. Check out the original somewhere in adultfriendfinder.com. AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!