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This story was written for Kio Redsen. It contains sexual acts between multiple consenting adults and elements of dom/sub power play. :3

Marital Firsts

"Um... Elsie? Sorry to disturb you, but there's a couple out here..."

The shiba inu looked up sharply from her desk, cocking an eyebrow at the slightly bashful looking otter poking her head in through the office door. Elsie's ponytail whipped to one side as she glanced towards the clock, then back again with a sigh as she tapped the base of her pen against the paperwork she'd been working on.

"It's five minutes before we close, and I assume they don't have an appointment. Is there a reason you think I should see them? Otherwise I don't know why you're even asking, unless you want me to tell them no so I can be the bad guy."

Elsie didn't like being the bad guy, but it so often fell to her to fill that role in the office. Running the events for a large venue like this hotel, catering to the needs of business conferences, weddings, parties and events of all shapes and sizes with a thousand differing needs required a certain firmness of hand. Not necessarily sternness, but a desire and drive to get things done efficiently, and to manage those at other levels and in other jobs in a way that made them work with a similarly efficient nature to ensure that things ran smoothly. After all, when it didn't, it was the organisers who inevitably got blamed. Her, in other words, and Elsie enjoyed her near flawless track record even if it did mean more people coming to her and yet more pressure piled onto those already high expectations.

She raised her eyebrow higher still, the other joining it in ascendence as the otter remained in the doorway shuffling from foot to foot. After a few seconds of seemingly not being sure how to continue her communication however, she stuttered out a few more words of explanation.

"T-they... um... they say they know you. Personally I mean. They're not clients, not any more. They're already married. J-just recently. They seem... n-nice? A man who looks part zebra, a-and a bear lady?"

Elsie's eyes widened once again, but not with frustration this time around. The pen which had been drumming against the desk froze within her fingers, and the dog bit back a bashful whimper as she realised that there were only two people such a description could possibly fit. She cleared her throat. She set down her pen purposefully, leaned back in her chair as she slid one pant-suit clad leg over the other beneath the desk, and tried not to smile as she gestured with a curt nod.

"Oh. Well. Fine then. I suppose I can make time."

The otter began to withdraw, and Elsie expected the door to close while she waited for them to be led back here from reception. Just a second or so later though, as the other woman vanished from the doorway, a strong hand appeared around its frame to keep it from swinging shut. A moment later a deep, rumbling chuckle which made Elsie's thighs tense rang out into the room, and just a fraction of a second after that Tennessee himself stepped into the doorway, pulling it wide open before stepping to the side as though clearing it for someone else. Sasha appeared soon after, blushing but beaming as she regarded Elsie. The short, plump bear stepped into the office first, and squeaked happily as Tennessee planted a firm spank upon her skirt clad rump as she entered. He followed in behind her, and rather purposefully closed the door once again with a long, lingering stare at Elsie as he did so.

Only when they were alone together, sealed inside the shiba inu's office, did Tennessee speak in his deep, friendly drawl.

"If you're busy, we don't have to stick around. We just figured we'd come say hi, since we're staying here overnight again."

Every word he spoke made Elsie shudder and forced the dog to bite down on her bottom lip where she sat just to keep from moaning aloud. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that barely a day had passed... hell, barely a morning or evening, when she hadn't at least briefly thought of the zorse. When she hadn't recalled their time together, on the very night that he had married the bear standing beside him now, cuddling up to him and giggling as he cuddled her close and fondled her ass, lifting the back of her skirt so that Elsie could see how he squeezed and rubbed hard at the bare plump cheeks beneath dressed in the skimpiest of thongs.

Shaking her head, the dog managed to croak out a nervous response, all her stern and stoic urgency sapped away as she recalled what the male before her had done to her. As she remembered kneeling there, drained, cum-soaked and spent, but still watching transfixed and horny as Tennessee strolled over to watch his new wife being fucked by two members of the hotel staff who had been serving drinks at their reception.

"N-no. Please. Stay."

He chuckled. That low, rumbling chuckle which she recalled him letting loose as she lay back after the first time he'd cum in her. Staring down at her crotch, stretched by the vastness of his arousal and sticky with the overflow of his cum and her own juices, stunned, panting, whimpering. He'd laughed then too, not with arrogance, but obviously amused by how totally different she looked from the prim, proper and rather forceful businessperson he had dealt with throughout the planning process of the wedding reception.

This time however, they weren't in a public venue. They weren't picking out flowers or discussing place settings or even talking about the success of the event as it went on, as they had been when Tennessee had first propositioned the shiba inu. They were in private, and thus as much as she was still blushing and wracked by bashful excitement, both the zorse and indeed his beautiful bear bride were far less inhibited.

"We just got back from our honeymoon..."

Sasha's voice had a slight note of bashfulness to it, and indeed she was shaking visibly, blushing and shivering with delight as she pressed up against the strong, tall body of her new husband.

"...a-and... Tenny wanted us to come and see you. To... t-thank you again, for giving us such an amazing reception."

It wasn't just talking to one of the women she knew had fucked her husband though, the first woman to fuck her husband since their marriage, before even she herself had been given the chance. Sasha's trembling voice was almost certainly due to that in part, but more so likely due to what Tennessee was still doing to her in that moment. Fondling her. Groping her. Squeezing her ass, pulling her tight against his body as he stared with smouldering eyes at Elsie. Rocking his strong body back and forth, almost humping up against the front of the plump and blushing bear as he seemed to wordlessly, hungrily peel Elsie's clothes off with his mind.

His voice rumbled forth once more almost as soon as the bear had fallen silent, and he looked down at Sasha, nuzzling against her and kissing her gently upon the mouth before whispering to her in that deep and tender voice which managed to convey both deep adoration and commanding force.

"Show her the gifts, teddy bear..."

Only now did Elsie become fully aware of the bag resting by the bear's feet, dropped when Sasha was pulled more intimately into her husband's embrace. Even now though, as she stooped to pick it up, Tennessee did not release her. In fact his hands roamed more eagerly than ever, fondling the thin straps of her pale pink thong underwear, stretching and teasing at it with his strong fingers as though debating casually whether or not to simply snap the material and truly expose his beloved wife's most intimate areas. Of course, with the back of her dress hiked up and bundled as it currently was there wasn't much left to reveal, but even that small scrap of cloth wrapped around her crotch was something, and thus the idea of it being stripped away at the stallion's mercy was enough to make both women present shake with excitement.

Rather than tear her underwear aside though, Tennessee released his lover's thong and gently slid her skirt back down over the bear's plump thighs. He patted her ass once more, far more gentle this time though, and scooted her forward towards the desk behind which Elsie was still seated.

"We got you these. I... I picked out the chocolates. I hope you like orange truffles."

Sasha blushed as she handed over the bag, giggling and darting back over to Tennessee as soon as Elsie took it from her like a child being made to hand a gift over to a stranger by their parents. As she returned to the zorse's embrace however, she did so with a moan rather than a mere blush. And while Elsie unpacked the bag, rather delighted by the selection of souvenirs; a beautiful snowglobe, a couple of print postcards and the promised box of chocolates, she couldn't help but notice out of the corner of her eyes that it was now Sasha's hands who were wandering across the body of her husband. Un-tucking his shirt from his belted trousers. Reaching down to loosen that belt, and to steal a quick fondle of the bulge which was now obvious to see in the fabric surrounding it.

Elsie stared as she watched the bear beginning to unbuckle her husband's belt, hands falling still upon the box of chocolates before she could even open them up to taste one of the truffles. Before either she or indeed Sasha could advance their explorations any further though, both women and indeed even Tennessee himself jumped as a quick, light flurry of knocks landed upon the office door.

"I... u-uhm..."

For a few moments Elsie panicked, blushing and staring in shock past the couple between herself and the door before realising that Tennessee was smiling again, nodding at her encouragingly. The shiba inu blinked, and as though nothing had happened whatsoever in the last few minutes Sasha and her husband were standing side by side, hand in hand facing her desk. To anyone looking in they would appear entirely normal, and only if someone moved around to Elsie's side of the room would they see the blush upon the bear's face or the swollen bulge in the front of the zorse's trousers, twitching and throbbing even now.

"C-come in."

Elsie called out, and the door swung open to reveal the same otter from before. She smiled nervously to her boss, and looked back through the door as a dull, distant click sounded and the lights in the corridor beyond dimmed.

"That's us sorted for the evening. Is... um... is there anything else you need done before you're ready?"

The shiba inu could think of at least five things she could almost guarantee that her staff had forgotten to do. Things that she could easily ask her employee to ensure were done before she and the others vacated the premises and left such concerns for tomorrow's morning shift. But under the circumstances, much as she hated leaving work unfinished, there were more pressing matters currently at hand.

"No. Thank you, Leanne. See you tomorrow."

For a second or so the otter looked into the room in confusion, stunned not by her boss's thanks, but by the lack of orders which had preceded it. She blinked. Smiled. And without another word, just a polite and grateful nod, she retreated and closed the door behind her once more.

The corridor remained dark beyond the frosted glass of the door's window, and soon after there came the loud thud of a distant doorway swinging shut, blocking out the fading mill of chattering, departing voices. Leaving the shiba inu's office alone lit and occupied, and those inside it now free to act without any reasonable fear of being caught out unless they hung around so late as to be found by the cleaning staff.

Immediately, without knowing any of this in the same manner of certainty as Elsie herself, Sasha began to tease at her husband's belt once more. As she did so, Tennessee turned to her and began to gently but confidently unbutton the bear's shirt, rapidly beginning to expose her pink bra and the bountiful breasts beneath. All the while he was talking, but not addressing just his wife. Talking to both women, and doing so with equal, shameless lust in his smooth, sensuous way.

"I'm a lucky guy. Faced with two beautiful women, and a choice. Which to fuck. Or at least, which to fuck first. Do I plough my wife... show Elsie what I've been doing to this beautiful lady every day and night during our honeymoon, what I plan on doing to her every day she'll let me for as long as I'm blessed enough to have her in my life?"

Sasha whimpered happily, and as she peeled off Tennesse's belt she immediately set her trembling fingers to work upon the zorse's buttons and zipper, eager to free the throbbing and currently restraint arousal stretching his trousers taut at the front and a rather substantial amount of the way down his left leg.

"Or... should I take this chance. Let my wife stand by and watch her man take another woman. Have her see it happen for the first time since we've been married. Not just hear it. Not just know it. But see it... watch it. What do you think, ladies?"

Standing before her husband, hands now roaming over the bare flesh of his dappled, throbbing cock as she drew it free from his underwear at long last, Sasha whimpered loudly. She squeezed and stroked at Tennessee's member, shuddering as she saw him look right down at her, then look away towards Elsie. The dog, in turn, also saw the look upon Tennessee's face. His confidence. His warm, eager smile. And indeed she saw the look Sasha was shooting between him and herself, too. The desire, the slight embarrassment, but above all else the frantic excitement of simply being in this whole situation.

Elsie's eyes met with Sasha's own, and for a moment the two women shared in something. A mutual understanding. A realisation, particularly on Elsie's part, of what it was that drove the sexual aspect of Tennessee's relationship with the bear.

A moment later, she grinned. She growled lustily, and without any further hesitation the shiba inu rose from her desk chair only to climb up onto the desk itself. She swung her legs over the front of the desk, kicking off her heeled shoes with a moan of relief as her toes splayed out in their newfound freedom, and leaned back slightly upon the wood and paperwork strewn surface as she began to fumble and loosen the buttons of her own pant-suit trousers.

"Make her watch."

She moaned as Tennessee caught her eye, stepping forward with a passionate whinny and grasping at her legs as they stretched out towards him.

"M-make her stand back and watch her new husband pick someone else. P-pick me... instead of her. If she doesn't want you enough to fight for you, she can wait for seconds. I-if... if I don't choose to keep them for myself, too."

A strangled wail escaped Sasha as the shiba inu growled tauntingly to her, but the bear did nothing. Nothing that is except reach down, bunch up the front of her skirt in one hand, and stuff her remaining free paw down into the fabric of her panties with a fresh, desperate grunt of desire. She stood by and watched, transfixed and masturbating, as her husband assisted Elsie in peeling off her clothes. As the powerful equine male hefted his thick cock around its base with one strong hand and guided it forward, rubbing, teasing its tip against the shiba inu's panties before Elsie could even lower them.

The dog whined and writhed where she sat as she stared down at her crotch, at the thick slab of manhood grinding against it. She could feel her pussy aching, begging for a chance to claim that vast cock for herself once more, but at the same time she suddenly found herself recalling the last time she and Tennessee had been together. How overwhelming it had been. How he'd barely been able to fit inside her rather compact body. He was big, that she'd known, but god... she'd forgotten just how big.

Now though, she was going to remember, and she was going to be reminded first hand.

"O-oh... god..."

She whimpered as Tennessee's thick cock pressed up against her pussy. She gasped, whining and panting in pleasure as he ensured that she was ready. That her body was aroused and well lubricated enough to take him, not attempting to push inward yet, simply to rub his cock over her outer lips. To tease her swollen clit and drive her wild with stimulation and desire. For more than a minute he rubbed and humped against her, strong hands gripping at her bare thighs as her clothed upper body clung to his own. All the while, peering around his burly frame, Elsie could see Sasha shuddering where she stood. The bear's face flushed beneath her fur, mouth open, eyes wide and glazed as she furiously rubbed at her own pussy, thong now lowered around her thighs and wet, dripping pussy on full display as her fingers hungrily sought to satisfy it despite her husband's attention being focused elsewhere.

There came a point however when Elsie couldn't keep track of Sasha's activities any more, and that point was the very moment from which Tennessee began to actively press his cock into her. Beyond then, past that moment, the shiba inu couldn't think about how deliciously satisfying it was to be fucking this man in front of his wife. About how erotic and exceptionally pleasing it was to know that she had been chosen once again by this absolute stud of a man. All such distinctions and selfish, greedy plaudits were lost to her as Tennessee's cock spread her open and stretched her obscenely wide in its efforts to slide in. And in their place, a singular sense remained.

Pleasure.

Pure, overwhelming, unbearable pleasure.

Elsie flung back her head and began to scream as Tennessee's cock slid deeper and deeper, still not even having reached his maximum depth yet, still not having drawn back or truly having begun to fuck the shiba inu.

Soon though, he would.

Soon, he did.

And as Sasha stood and watched, greedily rubbing at her aching clit with her toes curling down against the office floor and her juices raining down from between her chubby, trembling thighs, she wasn't just jealous of Elsie for getting the first shot at her husband. She was sympathetic, too. Pitying almost, for that silly pup thinking for even a second that this time around she could handle even a fraction of what her husband had to offer.

"Ohhhhfuckyesssssssss!"

The first apocalyptic orgasm to crash through Elsie's unprepared body came less than a minute after Tennessee's cock reached as deep as it could reasonably and comfortably get, barely half of his full length buried inside the lithe and compact canine's body. She clawed at the male's shirt. She buried her face in his chest, sobbing and shrieking in a blissful cacophony while hot streaks of her juices gushed from her pussy and trickled down the length of his twitching but as yet unsatisfied cock.

"A-aahhhhgod! Again. I... ohhhhfuck. Oh f-fucking... fucking Christ, yes! C-cumming!"

Her teeth were bared, her eyes bulging, her whole body tense and thrashing with almost rageful potency when barely a minute after the end of the first a second overwhelming and sudden surge of ecstasy caught Elsie off guard and flung her headlong into the embrace of a fresh climax. She barked, yelped, howled in feral rapture as she felt the almost impossible girth of the stallion throbbing inside her, twitching and pulsating against the clutching walls of her pussy and a myriad of sweet-spots that he barely had to move in order to drive crazy with stimulation.

She lost control again. And again. Her body was on auto-pilot, her mind a blank, no part of her in control as she climaxed and screamed, barely finding the breath or energy to do one amidst the fury of the other yet unable to stop either action for more than a few moments at a time.

There came a point however, just as there had in the first occasion she had spent with Tennessee on the day of his wedding, when the over-stimulation truly did become overly intense. No longer just exquisitely, overwhelmingly pleasurable, but painful in its sheer abundant fury.

To his credit though, Tennessee sensed this change almost immediately. His ears twitched as a more keening cry escaped Elsie, and he fell still against her and within her. She whimpered. Panted. Shook her head and pawed weakly at his chest in an effort to plead for him to continue, but they both knew the truth. She was done, for now at least.

And that was when Elsie heard it.

A soft giggle from close by.

A moan, and the sound of footsteps upon her office floor as with her hand still buried between her legs, dripping wet and flushed with embarrassment, Sasha stepped forward.

"Oh no, Tenny... was she... was Elsie not enough for you?"

The shiba inu growled under her breath, her own face burning crimson as she found herself being mocked by the bashful bear.

"Could she not stand it? Did... did she not even manage to make you cum once, before she couldn't take you any more? That's..."

Sasha's voice trailed off, but as her eyes flicked up to meet with the shiba inu's for just a moment there came from within her the briefest flash of teasing passion; much akin to that which her husband shared with her. She didn't say it, but the implication was obvious. A shame. A pity. Sad, that for all her boasting and teasing, Elsie couldn't do a thing to assist Tennessee, just taking all that pleasure for herself with nothing given in return.

"C'mere, baby. I... let's show her. Take me. Fuck me, Tenny. S-show... show Elsie why you always come home to me. Why you married me."

Tennessee did pull out of Elsie, leaving her to fall back and rest, panting against the desk as her stretched pussy twitched and dripped. As he moved over to Sasha though, and took the bear into his arms, he shook his head to her while leaning in for a kiss.

"C'mon now, teddy bear. You know I didn't marry you coz I love to fuck you. Not just for that, anyway."

He nuzzled at her. He touched her, not roughly now but with reverent tenderness as he peeled off the remainder of her clothes and cast them aside around them. His own clothes fell aside too, all the while the zorse's deep, gentle voice murmuring sweet love-stricken sentiments to the woman he adored.

"I married you because we make each other smile. Because we get each other. Because we're able to support each other, and make each other stronger standing together. Because I love you. Because I need you in my life now and forever. And because underneath all those blushes and giggles, you're a beast in the sack to put even me to shame."

As he spoke the pair were cuddling, rotating, almost dancing in each other's arms in slow circles. But there was deliberateness to their motions too. So much so that it wasn't really a surprise to either Elsie where she rested and watched or indeed to Sasha when the bear found herself span gently upon the spot, leaned forward and suddenly bent over the front of the shiba inu's desk.

A giggling shriek of desire escaped Sasha as Tennessee stood behind her, grasping her hips and grinding his glistening cock between the cheeks of her ass before reaching out and smacking one cheek. He withdrew his hand immediately afterwards, leaving the plump flesh trembling and jiggling while the bear moaned and wiggled her rump back against him.

"F-fuck me, Tenny..."

Sasha didn't look back over her shoulder as she spoke to the stallion though. She looked at Elsie. Blushing, but grinning too. Beaming with knowing pride at what the shiba inu was about to witness.

"Fuck me... a-and... show Elsie what it looks like when you don't have to hold anything back."

*********

As Tennessee fucked his wife senseless over the course of the following hour, he delighted in how forward she was being. Not towards him alone, but towards Elsie. He knew that this was the first time Sasha had seen him be with another woman since their marriage, the first time she had physically witnessed him sliding his cock into another's pussy before her eyes, but still he was stunned and overjoyed by her reaction. Not true jealousy, such selfishness was beneath both of them and entirely separate from this aspect of their relationship. But, a desire to show off. To prove herself. To eagerly, greedily claim her rightful ownership of Tennessee, and prove to her competition that was was without rival.

And sure enough, she did that job to perfection.

No matter how hard he fucked her, Sasha took it. Revelled in it. She drove him to frantic whinnying peaks of bliss, hot cum flooding her inner walls as she clenched and climaxed hard around him, milking his hefty balls for every last drop they had to offer. She gurgled and whimpered as he dropped to his knees and feasted upon her pussy, rubbing greedily at her clit with three of his own fingers while his tongue delved deep and tasted his own cum, not to mention fresh torrents of her multi-orgasmic bliss.

And all the while, over his wife's whimpers and shrieks and moans and indeed amidst his own bellowing cries of lust, he heard Sasha and Elsie teasing and taunting each other. Playfully yes, but with ever increasing competitiveness and lewdness to their words.

"H-holy shit... again? You're taking him again?! Y-you... you greedy, needy slut. Acting like you're all bashful and cute, when really you're a pro. How many times do you fuck yourself a day just to be able to take a cock like that at will?"

The shiba inu whined in stunned excitement as she shuffled and moved upon her desk, soon coming to rest with her legs wrapped around Sasha's face, pressing the bear's flushed cheeks and muzzle between her thighs and grabbing at the bear's short headfur, holding her against the flushed and needy depths of the dog's own pussy.

Sasha began to lick, to feast, but she groaned and murmured back as she did so, eyes sparkling with lust as Tennessee snorted and the sounds of their entwined bodies echoed loudly and wetly around them all.

"I... I might be a slut. I... a-aahhhhh... I might be everything you think I am. B-but... ohhfuck... d-do you know what else I am, Elsie?"

Sasha's tongue lashed hard against Elsie's swollen clitoris, causing the shiba inu to toss back her head and let loose a frantic, ear-splitting yelp of ecstasy and grab harder still at the head resting and working so diligently between her legs.

"His wife. S-so... whatever I am? It's what Tenny needed. What I'm... aahyesss... p-proud to be able to give him, like no other woman can!"

There came a point though, amidst the two women's teasing rivalry, where pleasure began to override their playful and competitive banter. A point when as Tennessee was recuperating, panting and relaxed as he sat in Elsie's desk chair with his glistening cock spent but still twitching between his legs, the two women found themselves alone. Still with the zorse close by, but no longer competing for his attention or affections. Just lying upon the desk together, arms wrapped around one another and blushing, whimpering, crying out as they rubbed their sensitive and over-worked pussies together in bouts of casual yet intense humping.

Not long after that the shiba inu and bear found themselves kneeling upon the office floor either side of where Tennessee was still seated, licking glistening juices primarily belonging to Sasha from his cock even as it rose back to full erection under their tender ministrations. Every so often their muzzles would meet as they licked and nuzzled around his shaft, and when that happened more and more lengthily the two women found themselves smooching. Making out eagerly, hungrily.

And finally, as the male's cock stood upright and eager once more and the two women found themselves staring hungrily up at it, they turned back to one another with a blushing smile.

"Y-you... you should ride him. Let me see you take every last inch, s-show me how it's really done."

Elsie whined happily as she gestured for Sasha to take up her rightful position upon her husband's lap. The bear grinned, but shook her head.

"No. You take it. I... I've had plenty of turns. And I'll have plenty more. Let him drive you crazy one more time. I... I'll even help out. Play with his balls. Make sure he cums before you're spent. Let you feel what it's like to have him unload inside you again. L-like on our wedding day. Except this time, w-when you're done... I'll be there to eat his cum out of you."

The shiba inu whined louder still, biting down on her bottom lip as the very thought made her whole body shake with desire.

"A-and... what if I want to eat his cum out of you instead?"

From somewhere above, Tennessee moaned loudly at the conversation going on around him, but chuckled too.

"Hey... uh, ladies? Not that I mind, but, do I get any say in who rides me? Who gets to eat whose cum out of whom?"

Both Elsie and Sasha's eyes widened, and their eyebrows rose a little in mutual curiosity as they looked over the male's thick and throbbing cock to one another. They grinned, looked up at Tennessee, and in perfect unison shook their heads.

"Nope."

The zorse snorted, but moaned loudly as he watched both beautiful and buck-naked women rise up from before him, facing him with rosy blushes and eager, lustful desperation in their eyes. He shuddered happily, looking from his wife to their wedding planner and feeling suddenly, delightfully outmatched.

He only had a few seconds before they set upon him and all rational thought was cast aside, and in those moments he murmured a few simple words to himself. Both overwhelmed, and overjoyed.

"W-well... this is new."

By Jeeves

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