The Loneliest Place In The Galaxy Part 9: The Eve of Battle
Story by The Hopeless Heathen on SoFurry
The ninth chapter of the Loneliest Place in the Galaxy series, where the humans and anthros on board the research vessel begin to plan on what to do next.
This is part nine of an ongoing story, and I recommend reading the other parts first.
_I apologize for the delay in getting this part out, and to compensate it's a tad longer than the rest. _
If you're looking to skip straight to the smut, you can start from the beginning or search for "pouted"
As always, feel free to leave any comments, concerns, or suggestions below.
I woke up in bed to the feeling of something rough combing through my hair. At first I thought someone was trying to brush it, but I quickly realized whatever was brushing me was far wetter than your average hairbrush. My barely conscious mind puzzled over this fact for a bit before realizing there was something laying behind me. That something was big and furry, and had one strong arm wrapped around my torso. Two big, soft lumps pressed into my back, and as I stretched backward I felt a humanoid shape up against my body. One hand went exploring upward behind me, finding a furry head with two pointed ears. The thing behind me groaned and stretched in response to my touch, moving me forward and pressing me into a second furry form. This one was smaller than the one behind me, with softer fur and a tail that gave a few feeble wags as I rubbed against it. When my hands went exploring the form in front of me, they found two breasts with two hard nipples. I began rubbing these newfound treasures, bringing a quiet humming sound from the breasts' owner.
I felt something stir around my legs, and I half opened my eyes to see one black and white furred leg raising up and bending back over my own. I quickly took the hint, moving my arm down to the sticky wet spot between the legs. My fingers quickly found their way to the little nub at the end of the slit there, and once I began rubbing the humming intensified into a light moan. I managed to reach my other arm that was pinned under the furry mass up to the breasts, teasing the nipples in time with the clit rubbing. After a minute of this, the shape turned over to face me, whispering a simple question: “Shouldn't we get cleaned up?"
Sensing my slight nod, the shape began to move, twisting upward and stretching upward. It looked like a cross between a husky and a woman, with a dog's elongated snout and ears and a humanoid shape. My sleep-muddled mind finally put two and two together, recognizing the shape as my companion and romantic partner Lucy. After stretching toward the ceiling, she turned around and swung one soft furred leg over my chest. She then crawled backward toward me, giving a full view of what lay between her legs. Her pussy lips were covered in semi-dried fluids, with a small amount of white goo leaking out from within. My nose quickly recognized the salty scent of my own seed, mixed with her own vaginal juices. The smell brought back vague memories of what had led up to me being in this position, and I had just grasped the fact that it was some sort of pheromone-fueled rutting session when she backed all the way into my face.
I couldn't see around her cute rump, but I felt a paw take hold of the base of my member. The view of her pussy right up against my face was getting me pretty aroused, and after a few playful strokes from her I was rock hard. Something warm and wet slid up my shaft, electrifying my senses and sending tingles out from my groin. The lick was followed by another, but when I braced for a third none came. Instead her hips shifted back towards me, wiggling a bit as her tail gave a few wags. With a start I remembered my own obligation, and quickly got to work cleaning up the mess in her crotch. I began licking at her fur, lapping at the wet patches of sticky fluids and leaving behind only the dampness of saliva. She quickly reciprocated, slurping away around my crotch and sucking up all the stuff that had dried on. Before long we had both gotten the surrounding areas cleared, and only had the genitals themselves left to work on. I went in first, pressing my lips to hers and sticking my tongue as deep as I could. Through a combination of sucking and licking I began to remove my own slimy seed from inside her, and she let out a small giggle before licking my shaft. She dutifully cleaned it of her own vaginal juices, polishing away the crusted gunk with one paw.
After a minute or two we had done all we could for each other, leaving us relatively clean compared to how we woke up. Lucy bagan to crawl forward to get off the bed, but I wasn't done with her yet. She let out a small yip of surprise as I dragged her hips back toward my face, which quickly turned into a moan as my tongue hit her clit. I could feel her whole body relax, then tense up as waves of pleasure reached her brain. I heard her muttering quietly, appreciating the massage my tongue was giving her. “Hah...oooh...don't stop. Oh god...mmph…" Her legs were starting to twitch a bit, slightly shivering without conscious thought. One of my hands went to the small of her back, lightly stroking along her spine. The other took her by the base of her tail, pulling it back and pushing her hips down onto me. She was enjoying herself quite a bit, leaning back to get me to go deeper. I was having fun too, right up until a rather sadistic thought crossed my mind.
I could tell she was close to orgasm, with her tensed limbs and deep moans. She was so close to release, but I decided she'd need to work for it. Both of my hands returned to her butt cheeks, pushing her up and halting my assault on her clit. Her spirited moans turned into confused silence, and I could feel her turning to look at me. “Why'd you stop? C'mon, I'm so close..."
A malicious grin spread across my face, fueled by the erotic thoughts racing through my mind. “Beg for it." I began teasing her with one hand, just barely brushing her clit and rubbing down her pussy lips.
“Please, Sam?" She tried to lean back into me, only to be pushed back with my other hand. “Oh, for the love of god, Sam, quit teasing me. Please, I want it so bad…" I could feel her puppy dog eyes on me from here, but I still wasn't satisfied.
“I want you to beg like the dog you are." She hesitated at first, but quickly got into it. She began pitifully whining, simultaneously laying down fully and giving my cock a few tentative licks. Her tail was wagging too, whipping back and forth overhead. With all this on display I decided to finally have mercy, pulling her hips back down to my mouth and getting back to work. I stuck two fingers inside her and raked them back and forth, all the while lapping at her clitorous like the dog she had pretended to be. In less than a minute she was back on the edge, and her whole body was wound up like a spring in anticipation of the coming release.
“Sam, oh fuck...I-I'm...I'm gonna...aaugh!" She sat back towards me, sitting up and arching her back. Her ecstatic moaning was music to my ears, begging me to keep going. I could feel her pussy pulsing and squeezing rhythmically around my fingers as her legs shuddered beside my head, completely out of control as her senses were overwhelmed. Her delicious juices flowed from within, turning me on even more as the scent hit my nose. I imagined her sitting on top of me, eyes rolled back and tongue lolling out of her mouth, the image making me grin under her weight. As her orgasm gradually simmered down, she rolled off of me and flopped down on the bed.
I didn't notice the other furry shape moving, however, and when I sat up to better inspect the situation I was shocked to feel a brown-furred paw slammed me back down. I heard a familiar voice say “My turn" right next to me, and quickly realized that the other furry shape must have been Alice. I looked over and caught a brief glance of her kneeling over me before she swung one leg over my head, straddling me and dropping over two hundred pounds of fur and muscle onto my face. My hands tried to push her off, but her weight and raw strength made my attempts seem feeble at best. She leaned back into me with an air of smugness, her tail flicking to and fro as I gradually stopped struggling. She knew I knew what she wanted, and she wouldn't stop until she'd gotten it. Grudgingly I got started on her, eager to get her furry rump off my head.
I began warming her up by rubbing my thumb on her clit. Her pussy felt somewhat slimy, but I could tell she'd cleaned most of it off herself. Alice had always been a bit more sensitive than Lucy when it came to that little nub of joy between her legs, and before long her breathing had gotten quite a bit heavier. “Mmmm...there's a good boy..." she muttered, leaning forward slightly and giving me a bit more breathing room. It also gave me the chance to slip three fingers into her, causing her pussy to immediately squeeze down on them. She let out a soft moan, urging me to keep going.
“C'mon Sam, put that tongue of yours to work." I could feel she was getting wet with my fingers, so I pulled them out and popped them into my mouth. The taste of her feminine juices mixed with a hint of my own cum invigorated me, fueling my muscles as I maneuvered Alice's hips to get a better grip. To my surprise she let me do it with little resistance, patiently waiting for me to get in position. Once lined up, my tongue went straight for her clit, teasing it with a few soft touches before beginning to lap at it. She let out a soft gasp as we began, which slowly melted into purring moans and lusty mutterings. “Ah, that's the spot. Mmph...yeah." I felt her paws press into my stomach, flexing her sharp claws against my bare skin. I tried shifting my assault to her slit, spreading her vulva with my hands and licking at her inner walls. I could feel her purring against me, and her legs flexed slowly around my head. Her moans were getting deeper, her pussy was squeezing, and her slurred encouragement was even hotter than before.
Suddenly I heard the door hiss open, followed by a startled gasp. I tried to look up, but Alice sat back into my face with her full weight. Once I hesitantly resumed massaging her with my mouth, she looked toward the intruder in her delirium and tried to focus on what it was saying.
“Uh…you guys should, ah, get to the bridge. In a minute, of course." I recognized the voice as Ian's, and odds were he was nervous as hell walking in on us.
“Sure you don't want to stay awhile? Maybe have some fun?" I could hear the sound of Lucy moving around on the covers, and imagined her laying back and spreading her legs. It awakened a small tremor of jealousy, right beside an excitement that we could recreate the foursome we had had on Orion Station.
Ian chuckled nervously. “No, uh, I'm afraid I've gotta gotta go. They're having a meeting in the bridge right now, wouldn't want to be late."
Lucy cheerfully replied, “Alright, we'll get going right awa-"
She was interrupted by a ecstatic wail from Alice, right as she hit her climax. She continued groaning and gasping, thrusting her hips down onto me as she continued convulsing. Each lick sent shivers of pleasure through her, causing her pussy to pulse around my intruding tongue. Her tail was raised high like a flagpole, relaxing only once she flopped to the side. Ian quietly left, pressing the node beside the door to force it to close before walking off. While Lucy and I got up and found our clothes neatly folded in the corner, Alice simply lay wracked with spasms, unable to command her own body. By the time we were out the door, she had finally come down from her high, and we left her to get dressed alone.
“So...who do you think saw us?" Lucy walked beside me down the alien halls, following the holographic map projected off her wrist to where we thought the bridge was.
“What do you mean, saw us?"
“You know, after the whole threesome on the bridge thing?"
Suddenly the memories of yesterday returned fully, and I winced at the thought of everyone witnessing the aftermath. “Oh, right. That." I knew someone had found us, but I doubted that person alone had been able to carry all three of us into the suite cell. “I think Ralph found us first. Don't know who helped him carry us, though." I dreaded the thought of talking to him about it, given how disgusted he'd sounded when he'd found us. This was going to be incredibly awkward, that much was certain.
Along the way, we noticed that there were several others walking around the ship as well. Some were chatting amongst themselves, while others went about their tasks quietly. After we had passed a decent sized group of these people, Lucy turned to face me with a quizzical look. “Wonder who they are? Maybe the other prisoners?"
I motioned for us to keep walking, and we continued down the hall. “Yeah, they probably released them all once they got the bridge under control. But how would they-" I was about to say “How would they know which button to press?", but it suddenly dawned on me that there was that one bug with a translator. It had seemed awfully cooperative, even after we'd killed all its brethren. Maybe I should talk it over with the others…
At last we got to the door we believed to be the bridge, and with a touch to the node beside the door it slid open. We first saw a large hologram in the center of the room, looking to be a star map of sorts. There were several blue dots scattered about, situated in clusters between the normal stars. One dot in one of these clusters was green, and I assumed that it represented this ship. We also heard a conversation going on, with the latest sentence of “But what if-" being cut off by our arrival. I sensed tension in the air, somewhere between civil debate and a shouting match. The bug with the translator was standing on the far side of the room doing something with his wrist map, while Ian, Jake, Ralph, and two others I didn't recognize were standing in a circle around the hologram. One of the new people was a wolf, with grey fur and amber eyes that wore what looked like a traditional infantry uniform. The other was a fair skinned woman with blond hair gathered up in a bun, wearing a uniform similar to the wolf's. Everyone in the room turned to look at us, and there was a brief pause before the grey wolf introduced himself.
“I take it you must be Sam and Lucy. I'm Rex." Rex walked over to me with one paw extended. I took it and gave it a few good shakes, followed by Lucy doing the same. He then gestured back to the woman he was with, who gave us a curt wave with a neutral expression. “This is Ava, she's my…"
“Commanding officer." Ava glared at Rex for a moment, and he seemed to almost shrink from her gaze. He then turned back to us, rebuilding his stoic demeanor.
“I'm guessing you've met everyone else here, so let's get back to business. We've-"
The bug's digitized voice interrupted him. “Were you at all injured by your exertions?" Its compound eyes stared back at me, and I could sense curiosity mixed with a hint of concern. When neither of us replied, it continued by saying, “After you mated in the control room you fell unconscious, which I thought was odd. I wondered if you were injured in some way. Were you?" Lucy and I looked awkwardly at one another, unsure of how to answer. Judging by the embarrassed looks on everyone's faces, it was clear that the little incident had been far from unnoticed.
Jake turned on the bug, crossing his arms in a scolding stance. “Hey, do us a favor and shut the hell up."
“I apologize, I merely thought…" Its voice trailed off after it realized everyone in the room was glaring at it. It looked down at the floor, radiating feelings of shame and confusion.
Lucy walked forward, gesturing toward the hologram in the center of the room. “So, what exactly are you guys planning here?"
Jake stepped forward, pointing to the green dot as the hologram zoomed in. “Well, now that we have the ship under control we need to decide what to do next. I think we should just take the ship to the nearest human outpost and warn them about the invasion without going on a suicide mission." He stared daggers at Ava, with his tail twitching in anger.
Ava pointed to a big blue dot right beside our own ship. “Or, we could take out their flagship and rescue everyone aboard. We've got surprise on our side, and with the bug here we can perform a swift strike at their heart. Once we've cleared the flagship, we take it straight to Alliance central for analysis."
Jake continued to glare at her, recrossing his arms over his chest. “Okay, Rambo, how exactly do twenty of us take over a ship with thousands of crew onboard? I don't know if you've noticed, but not all of us are fucking marines."
“Drone?"
The bug clicked a few buttons, switching the hologram to what looked like the interior of a ship, albeit much larger than the one we were on. Two sections turned yellow, both of which were on the outside of the ship. It pointed to the first one, which looked to be near the top. “We could send one group, maybe five bodies, with me to here. I could get into the computer system and fake eject the communication array components, disabling the internal and external communications array." It then pointed to the second yellow spot, on the underside of the ship. “At the same time, others can be put in stasis pods with weapons. The pods will be on a timer, so they open when unattended in storage. Once awoken, they will awake all others in the storage bay, and together can head for the armory here." A third and fourth section turned yellow, right next to each other in the center of the ship. “Then they wipe out any resistance and go to the bridge of the flagship." The very top of the ship lit up, a long strip that protruded a bit off the front. “There I will meet them, and we can take control of the ship."
Jake began pacing back and forth, his twitching tail betraying his irritation. “Can we even trust this thing? We just killed all its friends, took over its ship, and now are plotting to kill even more bugs. What makes you think it won't just lead us into a trap, it's not even human!"
“Neither are you, and from what I've seen you've been far less helpful"
Jake practically finally cracked, pouring out his rage as he stomped over to Ava. “Are you fucking kidding me? I'm the one who freed your sorry ass in the first place, if I hadn't helped you'd still be getting gassed with that pheromone shit and would probably be riding his big red dick like there was no tomorrow." He pointed one accusing finger at Rex, who put his paws up and backed away slowly.
“You insubordinate little shithead. How about I stomp your fucking brains out, how does that sound?" Ava began moving toward him as well, the two of them meeting in the middle of the hologram. Jake had an inch or two on her, as well as sharp claws and teeth, but it was obvious that he wasn't built for hand-to-hand combat. Ava, on the other hand, was almost as muscular as Alice, and judging by the way she carried herself she'd taken down guys twice her size before. Her hands were balled into fists, and she looked about ready to knock Jake's teeth out when Lucy intervened.
She stepped between them and shoved both of them backward, forcing them to stagger back out of the hologram. “We are on an alien ship in deep space, with no way of contacting the Alliance and no way to make it out of this if we go every man for himself. Lets just drop the petty bullshit before it gets us killed." Jake seemed to cool down pretty quick, and once she saw that no one was on her side Ava did the same. Lucy stepped out of the hologram, then turned to the bug. “So, how easy would it be to take over the flagship?"
The bug looked down for a second in thought, then met her gaze. “Judging by how quickly you took out the crew of this ship, it wouldn't be impossible. Once internal communications are down you'd be fighting clusters of opposition, most of whom would be non-combatants. With a team of twenty bodies, the average friend to foe ratio in a given encounter would be 2:3, better than what you faced on board this ship. Given that approximately 160 of the bipeds in storage are classified as dangerous, and that there are approximately 200 combat-trained crew aboard, I think your chances would be well over three in four."
Ava's face split into a smug grin. “See? We can pull it off. Right Rex?"
He still looked a tad shaken from the deathmatch that they had almost had a few seconds ago. “Yeah, I think we could do it."
Jake went back to pacing, his ears back in frustration. “There's still a risk of failure. If someone screws up, we're all as good as dead. If we head straight for the nearest outpost, it's almost guaranteed everyone on the ship survives."
Ava's grin held, widening a bit as she turned to the bug. “Drone, do you think we need everyone on this ship for an assault, or can some of them stay behind?"
“Given that only one third of the twenty five bipeds on board are considered dangerous, I do not think so. In fact, it would likely be beneficial to have one or more stay behind to ensure the ship remains functional." The bug paused for a moment, but before Ava could speak it spoke up again. “Also, I cannot advise fleeing in this ship, as it will likely be immediately followed or remote controlled by the flagship."
Jake stopped pacing and sighed, raising one paw to his forehead. “Alright, fine, it's worth a shot. Probably better than just sitting around waiting to get captured again." Suddenly he stopped sulking, standing up straight and pointing one digit at Ava. “You're an actual marine, right?"
Ava put her hands on her hips. “Damn straight. Have been for years."
Jake started pacing again, but this time with his ears perked up in interest. “You could train everyone who isn't military, teach them some basics, then if they get into a fight they won't be totally unprepared."
Rex stepped forward, looking fairly confident. “Yeah, that could work. It would probably take the rest of today, but it could definitely be worth it." He noticed Ava looking sternly at him, but he stood his ground. “Drone, how many weapons are on board?"
“Seven rifles and fifteen pistols, along with 5,300 rounds of ammunition."
“And is there any place we could use as a firing range?"
The bug thought for a moment. “The main storage compartment is fairly open, and isn't directly connected to the outside of the ship."
“We should get everyone organized as soon as possible, just so we have plenty of time to train. Then, after everyone's all rested up, we'd start the assault on the flagship."
Everyone in the room nodded in affirmation, even the bug (who I suspected was just mimicking everyone else). Ava suddenly walked toward the door, turning back to us as it slid open. “What are we waiting for? Let's get to work!"
The next eight hours were merciless, a gauntlet of exercises and lectures that made both mind and body numb. Rex gave us a rundown of basic combat theory, including cover, covering fire, suppression, and a bunch of other military jargon stuff. After drilling those into our brains for two hours, we went with a lithe looking man with deep brown skin to the main storage area, which had been refitted with mobile and stationary targets. By the end we could hit a bug sized target from 10 yards while both of us were moving, and could hit a fist-sized target from 15. Next was hand-to-hand combat, taught by Ava herself. She'd rigged up some of the dead bugs like piñatas, letting us see what it felt like to get a solid hit. We also learned the basic technique for taking them down: break the legs, then smash the head. Finally, we got a brief look at alien hardware with “Drone", who tried his best to show us what the different symbols on the control panels meant. By the end we could probably open doors in a pinch, but beyond that it would be wild guessing.
At long last, I finally felt myself growing too tired to carry on. Most of the others were also starting to falter, so we began filtering out back to the suite cells. Granted, they had originally been designed for imprisonment, but with the door lock disabled they were fairly cozy. With the layout of the ship more or less memorized by now, I walked back to the suite I had found Lucy in. When I opened the door I found her already inside, stripping off her outer clothing and beckoning me to the bedroom. I was about to follow when I heard a familiar voice behind me, though it was almost a whisper.
“Hey, Sam." I turned to see Ian standing in the doorway, looking incredibly embarrassed. “I, ah...well, with Nick gone I don't really have anyone else, and I didn't want to take up a whole room for myself, so…"
I waved him in, the door closing behind him. He kept looking at the ground as he shuffled inside, only meeting my gaze when I began speaking to him. “Ian, you're welcome to stay with us anytime."
His expression brightened a bit, and he took a step forward with his arms wide before reconsidering. “Thanks. I mean, I'll just stay on the couch, I'll try not to be too noisy." I gave him a few reassuring pats on the shoulder, then once he had himself settled down on the couch I went to join Lucy in the bedroom.
As the door slid closed, the lights automatically dimmed to a more romantic tone, revealing Lucy to be lying naked on the bed. She was laying on her side, with her head on the left and her feet on the right, propping her head up with one arm as the other snaked down her thigh. Her breasts were clearly in view with her torso on its side, and her free exploring hand followed my gaze to her nipples. As I entered she bent one knee upward, exposing her vulva and drawing my eye back down to her hips. Her free hand then extended toward me, curling one digit in a beckoning gesture. Almost immediately I felt myself getting hard, and I could see her gaze drift down to the tent in my pants.
“Ah, Lucy, I don't really think this is a good idea. I told Ian he could sleep on the couch, and I wouldn't want to keep him up…"
She pouted for a moment, before gracefully swinging herself off the bed. She slowly walked over to me, swaying her hips in just the right way to make my reservations evaporate. “I think he'll manage. Today could be the last time we're together if things go sideways tomorrow, so I think we deserve a little something special. Don't you?" Her paws took hold of my shirt, pulling it off over my head. She then began licking my neck and chest, using slow, sensual strokes that made the most of her soft, warm tongue. Her paws went to my zipper next, gradually tugging it down before popping the button open. I took her muzzle in one hand, guiding it to my lips while my other hand went to the waist of my pants. Together we dropped them to the ground, taking a few steps toward the bed as I finally kicked them off.
We stood there for a while, just kissing, exploring each other's bodies with hands, paws, and tongues. I could feel her tail wagging back and forth, causing her hips to sway ever so slightly against me. Her tongue probed around in my mouth, meeting my own and spreading her saliva around. While we kissed I reached one hand down to her crotch, and she instinctively stepped one foot out to the side. My fingers began gently brushing against her clit, finding that she was already ever so slightly wet. Once I began rubbing her in earnest she stopped kissing me, switching back to licking along my neck while letting out a few humming noises. Her humming turned into a slight gasp once my fingers entered her, and when she met my gaze I could see her eyes brimming with lust.
After a minute of fingering she pulled away, turning around and sauntering back to the bed. She put on quite the show, swinging her hips and tail back and forth as she walked and bent over once she got to the bed. She stretched like a cat, spreading her legs as her rump backed towards me. With her legs so far apart I had a great view of her dripping wet pussy, and was oh so tempted to run up and fuck her right then and there. I managed to control myself for the time being, though, instead slowly following her as she rolled over onto her back. Her legs hung off the bed, spread wide so as to show off her goods. One of her paws reached down to her crotch, rubbing a bit at her clit and egging me on. “Come on, stud, let's do this. Come over here and fuck me." Once I got close enough she pulled me in with her legs, almost managing to slide my member inside her but missing by a few inches. The force of having my hips yanked forward caused me to fall on top of her, meeting her gaze with my own as I leaned over her body.
Suddenly the sound of the door hissing open reached our ears, and she immediately looked back behind me toward the door. Her slutty grin changed to an expression of shock, then switched to a more malevolent smile, and she pointed at the door with one extended digit. “Ian, you filthy fox, get in here!" I pulled off her and turned around to see Ian standing in the doorway like a deer in headlights, his pants already around his knees. Once he fully realized he was caught he followed Lucy's orders, shuffling inside with his head hung low and his tail between his legs. Lucy stood up, strutting over to where Ian was standing. “You disgusting pervert, eavesdropping like that." She looked toward me with an air of mischievous playfulness, her eyes filled with a malice I had seen before on Orion Station. “I think we have to punish him, don't you?" After I nodded she turned her attention back to Ian. “First things first, strip naked. Perverts aren't allowed to have clothes." Ian slowly obliged, stepping out of his pants and pulling off his shirt. Lucy took his clothes from him, tossing them in the corner. “Now, you're going to have to earn your decency, and you'll do exactly as I say if you don't want to be run through the ship naked." Lucy paced around him, running one hand down to his ass before pinning his wrist behind his back.
She charged forward, taking Ian with her and throwing him onto the bed. He landed with a soft “Oof", then looked back to see what Lucy was doing. She had crawled onto the bed as well, positioning herself so her snout lined up with Ian's rump. When he looked back questioningly at her, she smirked before giving him a spank on his butt. “You just lay there, pervert. I've got some prep work to do before the main event." She looked over her shoulder to me, patting her own bottom with one paw. “In the meantime, Sam, why don't you help yourself to the goods? Just don't blow your load too quick, I've got some other stuff planned." Her attention went back to Ian, and to my surprise she began slurping away at his tight little butthole. I could tell Ian was enjoying it, struggling to muffle the contented groans he was making by sticking his snout into a pillow.
My attention shifted downward to Lucy's exposed pussy. Her legs were spread apart just enough to seem inviting, and as I stepped closer her tail began to twitch in anticipation. Her vulva were slick with her own juices, and as I ran my finger down her slit it glided into her as smoothly as silk. My throbbing erection was begging me to just stick it in, but I thought a bit of teasing could spice things up. I took her hips in my hands, steadying her backside as I brought my cock in close. However, instead of sticking it in I started rubbing the shaft against her incredibly warm slit, coating it with her slick, feminine fluids. I could feel her tense up in anticipation, but she relaxed after realizing I was just teasing. Her tail had stopped wagging, instead curling back insistently. I took it by the base and started playing with it, tugging a bit to see how she'd react. When she didn't whirl on me, I decided to take my teasing a step further, positioning my cock right at the entrance to her own butthole. I pressed in just enough to get her attention, but not enough to risk it being painful. Immediately her tail swung down, and she looked back at me with the demeanor of a pissed off wolf. I took the hint, moving my aim downward and pressing into the hot, silky depths of her pussy.
I let out a soft gasp as my cock slid inside her, and her bestial snarl melted into a glowing smile. She then turned and got back to work on rimming Ian while I started slowly moving back and forth. I never got used to the feeling of her insides wrapped around me, of having her muscles squeeze on my shaft like a hand. Slowly sliding back and forth sent electrifying pulses of pleasure to my brain, urging me to go faster, to just grab her by the hips and jackhammer away. However, I knew this wasn't everything Lucy had planned, so I made sure to pace myself with slow, gentle thrusts. I could hear a few muffled moans on her end, and from the way her hips pushed back against me I could tell she was enjoying it just as much as I was.
Suddenly I felt her tap me on the hips, and I took it as a signal to pull back out of her. Once I had stood to the side, she yanked Ian backward by the hips, bringing him to a dog-like position. She slid back off the bed before giving Ian one last squeeze on the cheeks, then motioned me forward. “You know, I think you and Sam could use some bonding time together. You were spying on both of us, so it's only fair we both get a turn with you." I could see Ian's tail twitching back and forth, and once I climbed up behind him he immediately shifted his rump back toward me. He looked cute like this, begging to take it in the ass, desperately wanting to be dominated like the little bitch he was. I quickly lined myself up with his hole, gripping his hips and preparing to pull him backwards.
When I didn't stick it in, he looked back at me with pleading desire in his eyes. I could see his body tensing, preparing, lusting after my cock. It was almost pitiful, the way he silently begged for it, afraid to utter so much as a whisper. I gazed back at him with a malevolent grin similar to Lucy's. “So, you little pervert, do you think you deserve this?" I heard him whisper something, but it was too faint to understand. With one swift motion I slapped him across the ass, causing him to wince with pain and whine with anticipation. “Louder."
“Yes. Yes, oh God yes! I deserve this. I deserve this!" His pitiful demeanor was gone, replaced by an almost rapturous thirst for punishment.
“Then take it!" With merciless devotion I shoved myself into him, making him grit his teeth and twist his ears back like he was in pain. The entry wasn't as slick as with Lucy, but with her saliva in his ass and vaginal juices on my cock it wasn't too difficult. He slid around me like a sheath, clamping down and making it even tighter. Before long he'd recovered for the initial pain, and pushed back against me as I began pumping in and out of him. The texture was rather foreign, twisting around my cock in ways that Lucy's pussy never had. The added friction only made things better bydoubling both our sensations, causing Ian to moan and humm various praises to me. He winced a bit the first few times I slapped him on the ass, but the pain was quickly overcome by pleasure.
Eager to make him squeal, I leaned down on top of him, pushing his face into the sheets and causing him to break into a stupified grin. I wrapped my arms around his hips and hooked my hands on his thighs, letting me yank him back into my cock with each thrust. He was loving every second of it, gasping with his eyes rolled back as he practically drooled into the sheets. My hand reached down to his crotch, brushing against his rock hard cock before finding his ballsack. As I kept on hammering his ass I began fondling his balls, feeling them sway as we rocked back and forth. My mouth was right next to his ear, and I took the opportunity to get some dirty talk going.
“Oh, you like that, you little bitch? Do you?"
“Yes...augh...oh god yes." His tongue was loling out of his mouth, shaking back and forth as he panted.
“You want some more?"
“Oooh...yes, oh yes...mmph...harder…" I quickly obliged, slamming myself into him even faster. I wasn't going to last much longer at this pace, and Ian's moaning seemed to be getting close to its finale. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Lucy going to town on her clit, savoring the sight of me pounding Ian into the ground. My muscles began tensing on their own, preparing for the explosive finish that I knew was coming. With one last thrust I stuffed myself as deep into Ian as I could, pulling him tight against me and pressing my face into the fur of his back. The pressure from my crotch finally exploded outward, shooting burst after burst of cum deep inside him. His whole body clenched down around my member, squeezing out my seed and silently begging for more. I reached over to give Ian the release he'd earned, but just as I was about to reach his shaft I felt him seize up like he'd been electrocuted. Something hot and sticky spurted onto my hand, and he let out a long, bliss-filled moan of ecstasy. I hadn't even touched his cock, and yet somehow he had managed to cum all the same. Lucy joined in with her own noises, and together the three of us writhed in a symphony of pleasure.
Ian and I flopped onto the bed, with me still lying on top of him and my cock still inside his ass. We lay there panting for quite a while, uncaring of the fluids pooling underneath us. Suddenly a voice caught our attention, and both of us looked up to see Lucy standing over us. She had her paws on her hips, her legs slightly spread in a scolding stance. “I hope you're not too tired, because the both of you have quite a bit of cleaning up to do." Her mischievous smile was quite infectious, and both Ian and I stirred to life to continue the night's revelries. We knew we could die tomorrow, so we made sure there wasn't a single act of indecency we left unexplored that night.
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