Meet Me at the Beach 2 (Patreon)
The decent summer weather had held out for the months that began to push more towards Fall. Warmth and lasting sunshine filtered into the window of a small, two bedroom house that was set almost right on the nudist beach that was a short walk away. The great expanse of ocean could be seen from that window, and for Maddie, she loved watching the waves lazily lap at the sand.
Hardly a cloud in the sky, she thought to herself as she was half draped over the windowsill, one arm folded under her cheek while the other draped outside. The lower half of her body was settled on a queen sized bed, the covers of which were strewn out on the floor. The day was beginning to progress into the afternoon, and she had yet to get out of bed.
She blamed it on the pregnancy, and the thought caused her to bring a paw down to her belly and gently stroke over the slight, but well defined bulge that was her lower abdomen. She was five months into her pregnancy and she was still no further with being able to tell who the father was. The only thing that she knew for a fact was that her husband, Glen, couldn't be it.
The evidence pointed to Maddie's closest lover, Larse, as the person that was the cub's real father, but in truth, the red panda woman was such a fan of bringing various men over to their house to fuck her that it was more or less up in the air for who's it could be.
She gave a light sigh as she continued to watch the beach, but after a short while she caught sight of some movement from a short distance away, and right away she recognized who it was.
Speaking of Larse, she thought pleasantly to herself. The husky was making his way towards her house, not a single piece of clothing on his athletic body. She bit her lip as she watched him come closer and she waved her arm about to get his attention. It worked, as his light blue eyes locked to hers as he altered his course to step up to where she was hanging out.
"Hey there, gorgeous," he chuckled as he came close enough She leaned back a bit more into her bedroom and beamed happily at the handsome canine. When he got close enough he stopped right at her windowsill and the two shared a brief kiss. "How have you two been today?" he asked friendly enough, of course referring to her and the life in her belly.
"We've been good, how about yourself?" she asked and murred warmly.
"About the same," he chuckled and looked into her eyes. "I can't really stick around for too long, hun, was there something important you needed me for?"
"Oh? What else do you have going on today?" she asked with a fake scowl, but he saw right through it as he kept smirking.
"There's a party going on tonight on the beach, I'm on beer and booze duty," he explained. She nodded some and then gave a huff.
"I wish I could come," she mumbled.
"You can!" he chuckled, his large curled tail flicking about. "You just can't drink or do anything too crazy."
"Eh," she said and shrugged. "I can't wait until I can drink again." As she spoke she stroked over her bulging belly.
"That'll come with enough time," he retorted and leaned his head in through her window. "So...since you called so early I bet it's cause you wanna get fucked?" he whispered deviously and licked his lips. Heat rushed to Maddie's cheeks and she bit her lower lip, though she nodded quickly.
"Mhm, I've been soaking wet ever since I woke up. And there's no one better that I'd rather have fuck me than you," she said, her large tail swaying about excitedly.
The husky laughed and leaned back for a moment. He gestured towards the front door with his thumb. "So are you gunna let me in or what?"
"Oh! Sure, just one moment!" she said quickly and then turned around and got up from her bed. Maddie wasn't wearing much either, given that the beach was so forgiving with nudity. Like Larse, she wore almost nothing at all, save for a tight fitting shirt that clung to her upper body, just enough to cover her breasts, though it allowed her swollen belly to be on full display. She continued to idly stroke over its round surface as she trotted out from the bedroom and on through the living room.
Reclined on one side of the centerpiece couch was Glen. Glen was dressed in the opposite manner of his wife, going with no shirt and a pair of white shorts, though he was known to be as liberal as her with clothing from time to time. He looked up as he noticed his wife's sudden appearance, his paws holding open the pages of a novel that he had been quietly reading. He looked at her quizzically and his mouth opened to ask her what she was doing, but the answer became evident as she went to the front door and opened it.
The image of Larse came to the gray furred mouse right away and he immediately began to glare at the husky. In truth he was extremely intimidated by the canine, if he said the wrong thing or made a movement that Larse didn't like, he could easily hurt him badly with a single strike. Not that he had at all so far, but Larse seemed to be the type that would resort to violence rather quickly.
"Thank you," the husky said as he stepped inside, and Glen's eyes made a quick trace of his muscular form and the strength that he commanded. Not wanting to be noticed that he was staring or even admittedly, admiring, Glen quickly turned his gaze back to his book and tried to get back into the narration.
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