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Cozy in the Cabin

Summer had long since ended and a blanket of cold had covered the land. In the northern regions of Yelfrit, that cold had come faster and harder than anyone had expected, resulting in a thin sheet of snow that painted the landscape white.

To most, an early onset winter was a bad omen that ruined lives and made a mess of the economy, but to Rick and Sharina it was an opportunity to enjoy the purity of natural beauty that only the northern border of Yelfrit could offer. Both were half-shark hybrids who lived in the port City Lauterre and worked at fisheries in Great Waveharp Lake. As per the yearly cycle and the regulations put in place, their jobs were on hold for spawning season and they both basically got a month off.

While hiking in the foothills of the Kayden Mountains after the first snow of the season, Rick and Sharina stumbled upon something they didn't expect so far from the city or any known pathways.

"Check this out!" Sharina called out to Rick only to throw a snowball at him before he turned to look, hitting him square in the face. She giggled and swept at the thin layer of snow with the tip of her tail before wrapping her scarf a bit tighter around her neck. "Still not that cold, so it balls up well!"

Rick let the snow fall off his face as he licked the trail of water it left on his snout. "Yes, I see that. Coulda warned me." He wiped the rest of the snow off and patted his face clean with his own scarf before kneeling down to drag his fingers through the snow.

Sharina yelped and ran behind the nearest tree trunk. "Don't you dare hit me back! I didn't mean to hurt you!" She giggled, occasionally poking her muzzle out from behind the protective tree trunk.

He had no interest in doing so, but since she said not to he had no choice but to collect some snow, quickly ball it up, and toss it at the tree to see it explode against the bark. "You're lucky!" He called out before wiping his hands off and slipping them in the front pockets of his jacket. "Come on, it's getting late, we should keep moving or the wolves will have us for dinner."

"The wolves are in their dens tending to their cubs, dear. I highly doubt they'd be out hunting. And hey, do you hear that?" She cradled her ear to the sky, waiting for Rick to clue in. When he shrugged, confused, she explained. "Nothing. There's no sound to be heard. If there were wolves in the area they'd be howling at the moon and letting other packs know there's food in the area. Don't be such a wuss!" She leaned into him and used her shoulder to guide him forward, hoping her enthusiasm would help get him to loosen up.

But Rick wasn't so easily controlled. "It's a figure of speech; I don't think wolves will actually eat us. Just, come on, let's go. Not ready to head back to the trail, though. Would much rather enjoy the serenity of the night a bit longer." They had strayed far from the path and were far away from any hint of civilization; the only proof of life was their own footprints amidst the gently twinkling snowflakes that slow danced their way to the ground and the branches of the nearby trees.

She agreed. "Sure, if you say so. Here, let's take a picture." She got her phone out and sidled up next to him grinning wildly to expose her teeth as she took a picture with the moon in the background poking between the treetops. That image, the one of the red and black shark hybrid smiling as she tried to cheer up the black, orange, and gray shark hybrid while both were comfortably in their autumn jackets and warm fuzzy scarves, perfectly encapsulating the scene for the both of them. She was bubbly and smiling while he seemed a little distant, like he was thinking about something else.

He certainly wasn't depressed or morose in the least, however. Rick was just generally more reserved and contemplative than most and therefore wasn't the type to bounce around like a schoolgirl or a child; instead, he was often taking in his surroundings and enjoying the scenery.

In most cases, he'd just have been thinking about work or the science behind such an early winter. However, this situation was slightly different because he caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a faint orange and yellow glow pulsing just around a nearby cliff, a color that stood out amidst the pale blue, white, and brown of the moonlit forest. "Do you see that?" He asked, jerking Sharina out of her selfie-induced bit of narcissism.

"See what?" She asked, barely looking up from her phone.

"That orange glow." Rick elaborated as he gently cradled her chin to force her to look in the same direction. "You think someone's got a bonfire going nearby?"

Her eyes went wide as she grinned, revealing her many pointy teeth. "I don't know, but I definitely want to go and see!" She then took off, kicking through the ankle-deep snow to weave through the trees in order to get a better look at the source of light.

Rick chased after her, gingerly choosing his footing carefully to follow in her footsteps in the vain hopes of keeping the number of tracks that ruined the perfection of the snow to a minimum. He didn't like the idea of destroying the purity of freshly fallen snow and chose to minimize his impact. Yet, despite his diligence in following her footsteps, Rick quickly saw the source of the light and was taken aback by the image before him.

It wasn't a bonfire, but a lovely single story cottage nestled in tight between two vertical cliffs. There was a sizable front porch with two windows showing the inside where the warm orange and yellow glow was coming from. A chimney belched light gray smoke into the air that was lightly illuminated by the moonlight. Not a single footprint could be seen leading from the front door, yet it was clear someone was inside.

"I'm gonna knock on the door!" Sharina declared with wide eyes. "This is gonna be fun!"

"Wait, don't-" Rick tried to stop her, knowing and understanding that anyone this far from the trails in a house untouched by society clearly wanted to be left alone. In spite of his attempts to stop her, Sharina was a bit too fast and had already hopped up the steps to the front porch and had knocked by the time he had even slipped out from the treeline, which left him just standing there like a fool. Rather than stay where he was, he reluctantly stepped up next to her while she waited, lightly shaking his head in tender judgement.

Much to both of their surprise, the door swung open a few moments later to reveal a fully nude white and blue canine with flowing black and blue hair. Her perky breasts stared the two of them in the face as both Rick and Sharina stared, slack-jawed.

"Wasn't expecting guests." She said as she glanced down at her exposed fur and flesh. "But since you're here, you might as well join me. And close the door behind you; I don't want the cold air seeping in." She turned and walked away, hips swaying and tail swishing behind her; it was clear she was showing off, and her gait had stolen Sharina's attention more than Rick's.

He gently cradled Sharina's chin to close her maw before slipping inside and closing the door behind them both. Though Rick was uncomfortable with the situation he didn't want to be rude and the prospect of seeing someone as beautiful as their host sitting around in the nude was almost more than he could bear to refuse. "Should we hang our coats somewhere?" He asked, lightly bumping his heel off his opposite calf to get as much of the caked-on snow off as he could.

The female host smiled as she bent over her kitchen island. "Yeah, just toss it all over the rack, there. All of it. This is a no-clothes cabin, you see."

Rick gulped as he considered perhaps protesting, but Sharina happily whipped her scarf off and tossed it to the side, excitedly disrobing down to little more than her panties within less than a minute.

"Yes please!" She said to herself under her breath, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. "Come on, don't be rude." She instructed Rick as she wiggled her hips and slid out of her panties.

He just shook his head, finding her bubbly attitude endearing. Of course, he loved being nude as well but didn't want to come across as too immature about it. So, instead of hopping out of his clothes, he gently disrobed one article at a time, folding his jacket and pants before laying them on the rack in a neat pile. Before long, he was as nude as their host and Sharina.

"Wow, that actually worked?" The blue wolf laughed. "Not that I'm complaining, but it's not often I can convince random passerby to strip down. I'm Ithilwen, by the way. Can I get you each a hot beverage?" She stared rummaging through her cupboards to check and see what she had to offer, tail wagging happily behind her as she did so.

Sharina smiled as she flopped down on the couch, which was arranged around a table and next to a loveseat and couch all encircling the crackling fireplace, one leg up to air out her nether lips. She had been bundled up for a while and loved the gentle breeze on her loins. "I'm all about that hot cocoa! Two creams, please!" She then turned so she was on her knees, resting her chin on the back rest while smiling and wagging her tail at Ithilwen. "And marshmallows if you've got em!"

"I can definitely do that." Ithilwen assured her as she got out her kettle and started heating water for the both of them. "And what about you, sir shark boy? Also, can I get your names? I mean, you're in my house, I think it fair to ask."

"I'm Rick, and this is Sharina. I'd like the same thing as her, please." Rick declared as he casually strolled over to stand next to the couch that Sharina was leaning over. "And I have to say I'm curious: Why?" He then motioned to the entirety of the cabin and Ithilwen's naked form, insinuating it was a blanket statement about the whole situation. He was confused, but assumed that if he left the question open she would offer more detailed answers willingly.

Sharina felt inclined to add to Rick's casual inquiry. "Yeah, what's up with this place?"

Ithilwen laughed as she casually spread out three mugs. In one she tossed a tea bag but in the other two she scooped a hefty serving of cocoa powder and other spices. "What in particular? Why a cabin in the woods? Why alone and far away? Why no TV or anything? Why naked?"

"Yes." Was all Sharina answered, humorously insisting Ithilwen answer all those questions.

"Well, I like being alone. People kinda suck, the city is too overcrowded, and I have everything I need out here now that I'm no longer part of the Yelfritian military. I deliberately made my house more than five kilometres away from the nearest road and even a significant distance from the nearest trail in order to minimize the impact outsiders have on me. I don't live here, though; this is just my retreat. As for the nudity? Well, do I really have to answer that?" She paused to pour some hot water in each of the mugs before continuing. "It's just more comfortable, really. It's warm in here even with a layer of snow blanketing the land, so it's not like I need the clothes to stave off the cold."

Rick interjected as politely as he could. "And you feel that, since you're so far away from civilization you don't have anything to hide?" He smiled and nodded as he pointed, acknowledging her cleverness. "But if that's the case, why answer the door at all? Why invite us in? If you're here to get far away from people and clearly haven't left the building since it started snowing, why did you so eagerly let us in? Seems a bit strange, if I'm being honest."

After stirring up the cocoa, adding cream, and tossing a few mini-marshmallows in them, she grabbed both by the handles and brought the drinks over to Rick and Sharina. "Well, if you want the honest answer, I've been here for more than a week and I was thinking it might be about time for me to get back to my home in the city. That, and it's that time of year when my heat cycles are through the roof, so I could definitely use some companionship. You arrived at the perfect time."

Rick took the mug and thought about that for a few seconds before he figured out exactly what it was she was asking. When he did, his eyes went wide and his ears perked up. "So you're saying you want us to-"

"Fuck her." Sharina finished for him, then raised her hand as if in a classroom. "Can I go first?"

"Wait, hold up a second. I never agreed to this." Rick protested, narrowing his gaze at Sharina. "I mean, I'm not saying no, but we just met her and don't you think this is a little odd?"

Ithilwen returned to the kitchen island and started mixing her tea. "I'm certainly not going to force anyone and I wouldn't be so rude as to kick you out for not wanting to join in, but if Sharina there wants to play you might just have to watch or join in." After finishing the prep on her tea, she took a long sip and deliberately moved her arms so that her breasts were somewhat squished together. "In the end it's up to you, but I certainly do hope for you both to join in. Tongues are nice but cocks are best."

Sharina excitedly nodded. "You are correct there! And Rick's got two! One for each of us!"

"Oh? Two cocks, you say?" Ithilwen's eyes and ears both perked up as she grinned, tongue poking out as she gently panted in excitement. "That makes me very, very eager to see more. Then again, you are part shark so that makes sense. Well, go ahead and whip 'em out! I'm curious!"

Rick's eyes dulled a bit as he felt somewhat put off by the sudden shift and rapid pace of the two females both prodding him and begging him to expose himself. He wasn't the kind to just randomly mount anyone even if he was happy to casually be nude around them, but that wasn't the key deciding factor in his decision. Seconds of introspective self-reflection allowed him to realize that, while he may have been mildly uncomfortable, Ithilwen and Sharina were going to act regardless and it would almost be a waste for him to remain a bystander in that engagement.

Though, at the same time, he wouldn't be against watching them have some fun before he got involved. Since he wasn't exactly in the mood for explicit yet fun sex with a stranger, he figured the best bet for him was to step back and observe while he made up his mind. "I'm good for now." He admitted, casually and politely sitting on the nearby chair with his hot cocoa on the table.

"I'd say that's your loss, but I don't wanna pressure you." Ithilwen downed much of her tea - which appeared to not be as hot as they imagined it to be - and stepped around the kitchen island to lean against it, legs partially spread and hands up on the counter behind her. She was deliberately putting herself into a position that would expose as much of her body as she could show from her black and blue hair to her lighter-toned toes and everything in between. Most notably, Rick and Sharina could see her plump, swollen pussy lips dripping in anticipation. "Got any safe words?"

Sharina shook her head, tail swishing out behind her with every motion. "Nope! Don't need em! And if I do, I'll just tell ya to piss off! Sound good?"

"You seem fun!" Ithilwen declared as she grinned and pushed off the counter top. "I'm suddenly quite happy to have invited you both into my home. So I tell you what, I'll get us started, and when we're done we can get to know each other by the fire. I'd ask for forgiveness due to my brashness, but I think that I'm too deep in estrus to care right now. I'll apologize later." By the time she made it to the chair that Sharina was kneeling on, she got behind the shark and slid her hand under her tail to gently caress her between her thighs.

This touch triggered an instinctual hiking of Sharina's tail, an almost unconscious reaction to the feeling of dexterous fingers prodding at her lips and slipping into her. Sharina grinned broadly, showing her teeth as she leaned back into Ithilwen with her cheek nestled up against the backrest of the chair. She even parted her legs a bit to better expose herself and grind against Ithilwen's palms, the first show of arousal trickling down over her clit and onto the host's fingers.

"Wow, you are a wet one!" Ithilwen marveled as she rubbed two fingers over Sharina's clit. She was careful to rub in circles, feeling the throbbing nub rolling under her digits followed by a fullbodied twitch and shudder that coaxed more liquid arousal onto her palm. "That's right, you really are easy, aren't you? Not a problem, that totally works for me." She then leaned in closer and slipped three fingers into Sharina right to the knuckles, twisting her wrist so that her digits were aiming downward.

The image of both his host Ithilwen and friend Sharina made Rick feel a familiar swell in his loins as both of his members expanded in his sheath, forcing the tips to poke out the end of it. He leaned back and rested one ankle on his opposite knee to try and hide his groin and perhaps maintain a sense of dignity. When Ithilwen glanced over at him, taking notice of his bulge, he simply brought his arm up to the back of the chair and nodded to her. "Carry on." He insisted with a grin.

"Not going to join us?" Ithilwen playfully growled back. "But she's your friend!"

"I will, just give me time to get prepared." He explained, happily clenching his loins to peel back his sheath flesh and expose more of his bright flesh-tone cocks. As he moved and more of his length exposed themselves to Ithilwen and the mostly-distracted Sharina, a glint of green light reflected off the top pair of frenulum piercings that lined the underside of his shaft.

This easily caught Ithilwen's attention, causing her to stop gently caressing the inside of Sharina with her fingertips to cock her head to the side. "What's this I see?"

It took a moment for Rick to understand exactly what it was she was referring to. Once he did, he slid his fingers between his two cocks to separate them and force his sheath to slide down towards the base, then grabbed one of the barbells with thumb and forefinger to show it off. "Oh this? Just my frenulum ladder. Bunch of jeweled barbells along the underside of my cock. Why? Wanna try them?"

Ithilwen was literally panting, a single drop of drool trickling off the end of her tongue as she halfheartedly curled her digits to press down against Sharina's g-spot. "I very much would like to see what those feel like, yes. Jump in any time, Rick." She purred with a wink before dutifully returning to Sharina, using both her fingers and teeth to rub and nip at the shark hybrid's hindquarters.

Every bit of this made Sharina moan and hiss and flick the tip of her tail. This was all quite surprising for her but she loved every minute of it and was exactly the kind of lass who loved playful, anonymous sex. She knew Rick wasn't as brash as she and often took some warming up to get him to play along, which was exactly why she was being a bit louder and more animated than usual. She wanted him to feel like he was missing out, because she knew first hand just how good those cocks felt, especially when granted the accessory of those half dozen barbells per cock. Nothing compared.

She was about to threw her head back and start rubbing herself like they did in porn when Ithilwen surprised her by pulling her fingers out, grabbing both of her rump cheeks - one with either hand - parting her flesh under her tail, and burying her muzzle in between them, tongue alternately lashing at her lips and cradling her clit while both making a mess and cleaning up at the same time. The sudden, supple pleasure of her soft tongue against her flesh made her moan and bite the cushions.

The performance of the two ladies was the last bit of inspiration Rick needed to peel back the flesh of his sheath fully, exposing the last rungs of his frenulum ladder as he started to gently stroke himself. Oddly enough, he was satisfied watching, at least for now. Despite his contentedness, he still felt like he may not be able to hold off for too long. His loins were aching and his cock tips were drooling in anticipation, a clear indicator that the decision had already been made.

But Ithilwen didn't see this, at least not directly. Her vision was completely blotted out by the red of Sharina's rump cheeks and her focus was at the dark flesh that her tongue kept slapping. As she prodded deep with her broad and soft canine tongue, she slid both her hands up to knead at Sharina's rump and thighs, her thumbs slipping up under the shark hybrid's tail and gently caressing her pucker.

"Well hello there!" Sharina cooed from her position grinding hard into the back of the chair, her cheek peeled back and her tail flopped up high. The attention given to her made her bite her lip at the same time she bit the fabric of the chair and distracted her enough to keep her from being gentle. As a result, her sharp teeth pierced the cushion and she had to struggle to pry her jawline away from it.

That was, until Rick had finally decided he had enough waiting. After having watched them both grinding and biting and slapping and clawing at one another without him, his reservation had been fully chipped away and he wanted to bury himself in someone as much as they wanted him inside.

He rolled off the chair and sidled up behind Ithilwen, caressing her thighs and squeezing her haunches while keeping his groin at an appropriate distance. He didn't want to dive in but still wanted to feel her warmth. What a pleasant surprise for him when she flagged her tail high over her lower back and pushed back into him, glancing over her shoulder to grin at him when he got close. Her movement forced her rump cheeks against his members, squishing them together and against his lower belly.

"What exactly are you waiting for?" Ithilwen growled with a playful cadence, swaying her hips for only a moment before turning back to Sharina's backside to continue her tongue-lashing. She certainly wasn't wasting even a second of time, as shown by her rapid switch back and forth between grinding against Rick and turning back to nuzzle and nip and lick Sharina. She wanted, more than anything else, to have them both trap her in place between cock and cunt, but needed their cooperation to do so. Otherwise she had to alternate, which was what she did.

Luckily for all three of them, Rick picked up on this. Lo, he was the only of the three who could really do anything to ensure that all three of them were equally well represented! Sharina remained mostly stationary since she was limited in where she could go, and Ithilwen was struggling to balance her time between her two guests, so it was up to him to grab the base of Ithilwen's tail with one hand, both his cocks with the other while using a single finger to separate them horizontally.

Both of his cock tips found their marks, with the top one prodding at Ithilwen's pucker and the bottom one slipping between her lips to be guided into her pussy. He was shocked at how hot her flesh was to the touch even before he hilted himself inside her, and was further impressed at how slick her walls had become in mere minutes. Ithilwen was so well lubricated it felt like she had slapped a dollop of industrial grade stuff on herself, but Rick knew that's how some canines were.

Without further contemplation, he made sure both his members were aimed properly and wrapped both his hands around her waist, pulling her into him while he pushed back against her. This buried both cocks as deep as they could go, with the jeweled barbells gliding past her plump lips and caressing her walls from within. The extra sensation made her curl her toes and clench so tight it nearly pushed Rick out, but he persisted by bucking into her as hard as he could.

His motions forced her snout first into Sharina once more, only this time she didn't resist or try to resist in any way. Instead, she gaped her maw and forced her tongue forward and right between the shark's folds while Ithilwen's canine nose smeared across her pucker. This made her change her pace and tone a bit by angling her neck so that her tongue could give a proper rimming. Naturally, this added attention made Sharina push back, thus completing the Ithilwen Sandwich.

Above all else, though, she loved the sensation of those jeweled barbells aggressively grinding against her flesh so much that she couldn't help but contract and constrict both cocks inside her. The particular feeling of gemstones inside her and squeezed between the flesh of the two of them brought her to the first of her many easily attainable orgasms. When in the yearly height of her estrus cycle, she found it remarkably easy to feel that deep pleasure and release.

This didn't do many favors for Rick since he wasn't expecting her to climax so early and so thoroughly. The added pressure and the powerful grinding of her hips made it even worse, an all-out assault on his cocks. It took all his might to hold off from his first orgasm and extend their session a bit longer while still rhythmically grinding and bucking into her, one cock in each hole.

He was able to keep this up for notably longer than he initially expected, which gave Ithilwen the time and inspiration to mix things up a bit. She gave a very enthusiastic rimjob with her soft tongue giving Sharina's pucker the same attention she had given her pussy, with the tip prodding inside and lapping up the slobber that was left there in quick succession. Once she got a proper rhythm, she brought her fingers up to give the shark's pussy some attention as well.

Sharina's depths were a bit more welcoming, this time. With the tongue and muzzle both on her rump, her cunt had loosened a bit and her lips were more relaxed and eager for more. She didn't even clench up when she felt a pair of fingers slip into her; nor when three or four or five parted her lips.

"I can't say no to that." Ithilwen mumbled to herself, voice getting lost in Sharina's backside. She converged all five fingers into one point and started using her entire hand as a pussy plug, the tapered length of her digits and thumb easing Sharina open with each thrust and grind until the shark's pussy lips extended outward and swallowed her right to the wrist with a deeply pleasant lurch!

As her flesh closed over Ithilwen's knuckles, Sharina threw her head back and clenched as hard as she could, vulva constricting tight around Ithilwen's upper arm and wrist, locking her in place in much the same way a knot would get stuck and tie her and her partners together. The pressure quickly built as she pushed back, her walls squeezing so tight that she nearly cut off the circulation in Ithilwen's hand right up until she let a whimpering grunt out as an orgasm rocked her body.

This would have been plenty for her to be satisfied, but the wavelike motions of Rick still grinding and bucking against Ithilwen forced her to also rock and shift her weight in such a way that her knuckles grinded up against Sharina's inner flesh while she balled up a fist. This locked the two of them together and every motion offered by any of them was felt by all of them right up until Rick popped both his pairs of knots into Ithilwen's backside.

Up to that point, he had been aggressively thrusting but not going so deep that his knots caught her flesh and began to inflate. However, soon after Ithilwen had popped her fist into Sharina and Sharina pushed back, Ithilwen then clenched down as hard as she could - presumably due to the reality of her fisting someone - with enough force to coerce Rick to slam his hips against hers in one go, concluding the chain reaction that ended with all three of them in various states of orgasmic delight.

Soon thereafter, both Ithilwen and Sharina found themselves spent; Sharina pulled off the fist and contracted her walls to force it out with an intense spurt of her ejaculate directly into Ithilwen's open maw rather than make a mess onto the upholstery. She then crawled away with legs wide until she was draped over the back of the chair with one leg on either side. Her tail was up nice and high, her thighs parted to give her sore and tender pussy some room to breathe. "I didn't even know a fist could do that; you know, imitate a knot and pullout." She moaned, unwilling to touch her tender flesh.

Ithilwen reached out to her to caress her cheek, but was stopped by the twin knots that were inside both her cunt and asshole. Indignant but jovial, she whipped around and shot a glare at Rick, who was gently smiling with his eyes closed, clearly enjoying the afterglow as his members throbbed and shot jet after jet of seed deep into her from both barrels.

"What are we going to do now?" She asked, faking outrage as she squeezed and tugged to no avail. "I hope you weren't planning on staying knotted all night."

This shook him out of his daze. He opened his eyes and lightly patted her on the rump. "Don't worry, I'm not a gryphon. Half an hour, forty-five minutes, tops." He then gave her a wink and started to slowly get to his feet, knots tugging on her every step of the way.

She followed suit until the two of them were both upright with her in front of him and bent over. Together, they turned so that Rick was sitting on the chair with Ithilwen on his lap facing away. She wasn't going to be parting ways with him any time soon and couldn't even turn to face him, so she leaned back into him and hooked her ankle around his so that the both of them could rest their feet on the coffee table while they all stared into the dancing glow of the firepit.

"You know, now that we've gotten intimately introduced to one another, it might be a good idea to maybe get to know one another a bit better." Ithilwen joked as she snuggled into Rick's chest. "Got any questions you'd like to ask me while we're together?"

Rick shifted in place until he was comfortable and not jamming his head against Sharina. "Actually, I do! While we're here, I've been curious what you were going to do if She and I didn't show up. I mean, it's clear you had been preparing for this for a while' never met a lass that was so wet so fast. Not that I'm complaining, miss, just observant and curious."

She nodded and nuzzled up into his neck, her every movement tugging on his knots and coaxing more of his hybrid seed. "Well, yeah! Been shacked up all week doing nothing but drinking and fooling around. Like I said, this time of year is hell for me but I do what I can to satisfy myself. I should really ask what you and Sharina here were doing this far away from the paths." She reached back to tap Sharina on the neck only to find that the female shark hybrid was partially knocked out and enjoying her post orgasm bliss. This was not a state to be taken from anyone, so Ithilwen returned to Rick.

He shrugged, then went on to explain in detail the nature of his month long time off he could spend exploring the land, seeing the world, and generally having fun. Since he and she were both workers on a fishing barge and the fish they mostly caught was spawning this time of year, they had a period of time where fishing was illegal in the region. He dedicated this time to getting as far away from Great Waveharp Lake as he could, which explained why he was up in the mountainous regions.

That seemed to be a reasonable explanation, so Ithilwen happily accepted it and moved on.

Their conversation was pretty nonchalant at first, with Ithilwen explaining in greater detail why she loved fooling around beyond just her seasonal needs and why Sharina was so eager to lift her tail to anyone willing to fool around. They even came to respect and understand that Rick, though not the judgmental type, took a bit more to get excited than most guys. It just boiled down to him not being quite as brash as some others and almost shy in some situations.

Then it hit him. "Ithilwen, I don't suppose you're on any birth control are you?" He tried to interject casually without any alarm, but they had already tied and been together for about half an hour when this came up and panic was slowly building inside him.

"No, I'm not. Why would I be?" She responded nonchalantly.

He gulped. "You know I'm part canine, right? If you're fertile I could-" He paused as his eyes went wide and his ears flopped down. In that brief moment for only a few seconds, his world began to crumble around him.

She nuzzled into him, unfazed. "Don't worry about it, sweetie. I'm not ready to be a mother this season. And by my count yesterday was the last day I could get pregnant, so you're fine. Trust me, if it was an issue I'd have brought it up before inviting you under my tail. Like I said before, today was going to be my last day up here alone anyway because I was just dealing with the residual hormones dancing about inside me that needed to be dealt with before I got back to civilization." She nipped at his cheeks and gave a tender lick of a kiss. "Don't fret too much, just enjoy the afterglow."

While her explanation and assurance did wonders for Rick's confidence, the temporary panic had already taken its toll on his cocks. His knots were beginning to deflate inside her, signaling the end of their tie, while at the same time Sharina was waking back up on the headrest of the chair.

Ithilwen twisted in place until both of Rick's knots popped out of her accompanied by splashes of seed that soaked his belly and balls. Once she was more or less free of his tie, she turned so that she was facing him while straddling his waist. Her pussy hovered barely over top of his pointed cock tip so she eased herself down to take just the end inside her as she spoke. "What's the matter, worried about having kids?" She then winked seductively as she pushed back, grinding against him and forcing his lower cock tip to prod at her tail hole.

Behind him, Sharina got into a position where she was delicately balancing on the headrest with her legs spread and her rump on the support. Her feet were on the armrests, nearly straddling Rick as her pussy dribbled down onto the back of his neck. "What's this about pregnancy?" She joked, not taking the situation seriously at all.

Rick was about to comment with a sardonic response when Ithilwen crawled up over him and nuzzled past his neck to once again return her muzzle to Sharina's lips, where she gave a deep and passionate kiss that utilized every muscle in her neck and tongue. Her change in position also pressed her breasts up tight against Rick's face, nearly pinning him to the chair as she started moving in sultry waves, spine undulating to both grind against his cock and smear her chest on him.

Naturally, Rick had no problem with this change in Ithilwen's behaviour. He loved a slutty partner, at least when it benefited him. His instincts told him to reach up and caress her breasts, squish them together, and give them a gentle massage while taking advantage of their softness by rubbing his cheeks against them like a pillow, but he didn't go that route. Instead, he gripped her hips even harder to pry her rump cheeks apart as he slipped downward, ensuring the most comfort.

This pleasant positioning didn't last that long, however. Soon after Rick got comfortable, Ithilwen push away from him to smile, tail wagging in delight as she licked her lips. "Alright, now you to have some fun while I watch?" She made it sound like a question rather than a demand, then she gave a pouty look with her ears down and lips pursed, whimpering gently as she did so.

There was no defense against such a cute expression.

He turned in place and looked up at Sharina, who was still comfortably resting on the backrest of the chair with her legs spread and dark-fleshed pussy lips dripping. He didn't even need to say anything before she excitedly nodded and started rubbing her clit in anticipation. Having been given his answer, he lightly pushed Ithilwen off him and helped to ease her off his lap as he turned and got to his feet. Next, he helped Sharina down from the top of the chair before it tipped over.

Once she was in position bent over the seat of the chair with her tail up and broad grin upon her face, she started swaying her hips and pushing back, eager to have more of Rick before he had even gotten into position himself. "Why do you make me wait?" She asked, reaching back over her haunches and under her tail to spread her pussy lips and reveal a growing bead of lubricant trickling down over her clit. She caught it and smeared it into her vulva before turning back around and waiting.

Rick grabbed his lower cock with a firm grip, aiming it at her slit as Ithilwen eased up behind him and whispered into his ear.

"You know what would be hot? If you got both cocks in her cunt!" Was all she needed to say.

He couldn't disagree. She was not only right but the idea of that made his knots swell once more to the point they were almost as hard as when he was knotting her. He then wrapped his forefinger and thumb around both tapered cock tips and squeezed them together into one point, gently rubbing Sharina up and down her pussy lips before easing into her and letting go of himself to let his body guide him.

Sharina was as eager as he - and in many ways even moreso - which led her to push back as hard as she could, forcing her lips to swallow his members with ease. Her depths had already been dilated and tenderized by Ithilwen's fist, so she had no problem enveloping Rick's member from tip to knots, jeweled barbells and all.

The pleasure of feeling those textures gliding over her flesh made her threw her head back and moan loudly, toes curling as the very tip of her tail rolled up on itself to one side and another, almost like she was swimming. This, however, didn't last long before she forcefully reached back and grabbed Rick by the chest fluff, demanding he fill her. "Knot me; tie me, fill me with your seed!" she demnded.

Somewhat taken aback, he shook his head and got a confused look on his face. "What is it with everyone want that? You know that since we're both shark hybrids I could get you pregnant, right?"

"Ugh, why do you always have to be such a buzzkill?" She moaned back at him. "Don't worry about it, I'm not going to get pregnant, I promise. Just fill me, would ya?" She was almost whining, as her voice was cracking a bit in desire.

Ithilwen kept her chest pressed tight against Rick's back, her breasts on either side of his fin. "She's right, you know; if she says she's not gonna get pregnant, I'm sure she's not. Stop being a buzz kill." She urged him on, slipping a finger under his tail to poke and prod at his pucker. "Would be a shame to cut this all off early before you finish, wouldn't it?"

Deep inside, Rick hated being manipulated like this but he also didn't mind if in the right company. As far as he was concerned, all that mattered was that he was being encouraged to enjoy himself to the fullest without worry about the consequences. With most people he would be hesitant or put a condom on, but with Sharina he knew well enough that she wouldn't lie to him. The two had enjoyed many nights together and would likely enjoy many more. What started between them as casual fun had continued that way for many seasons, and he liked it that way.

Once he was able to put aside his concerns, he grabbed both knots in one hand again and pushed into her while squeezing, his digits compressing his partially inflated lobes just barely enough to have them slip past her lips and lurch into her with an audible pop.

She called out in delight as he flesh constricted around his, tugging on the knots and massaging him along both shafts as his member grew firm enough to tie them together. Not only did she clearly experience a persistent and ongoing orgasm as proven by the twitching and throbbing of her loins around him, but she was also creating an inordinate amount of natural lubricant that seeped out from between his knots to soak his groin and sheath.

The added pleasure of her arousal trickling down his front combined with the pressure her pussy was exerting on his swollen knots was plenty on its own, but it was made even more intense when Ithilwen got down on her hands and knees behind him and started nuzzling under his tail. Her tongue prodded at his pucker and tickled his flesh from within as he offered Sharina the most shallow of thrust.

Rick wanted to buck hard and deep with the sort of vigour reserved for stallions; he wanted to feel those knots of his popping in and out and tenderizing Sharina's depths with every bucking motion. However, no matter how much he wanted that, he couldn't do that thanks to how tight her lips held him. She had quite the grip thanks to how much control she had over her vulva and for that reason he couldn't find the strength to pull out and force himself back in. He still made the motions, which tugged her flesh and let both members and knots shift and grind against her, but that wasn't a full thrust.

It didn't matter. Sharina was curling her toes and pushing back and giggling at him with a certain giddiness that even she didn't often express while Ithilwen was alternating between prodding Rick's rump hole with her tongue and drinking sips of her tea to keep her maw flesh warm. This combo of pleasant sensations from both the front and the back took a hell of a toll on Rick's body. Luckily for him, he had already spent one shot of his essence in Ithilwen so he was able to hold off a bit longer than he may have otherwise.

Still, with the two of them doing all they could to coax his seed from him, it still didn't take all that long for him to come crashing over the plateau of pleasure that he was able to sustain himself at in order to please his partners. When it finally came, he couldn't help but growl and call out in pleasure.

He dug his claws into Sharina's rump cheeks as he pressed his thighs to hers. His knots throbbed and his cock pulsated as a series of eruptions that painted Sharina's walls white with such vigor that the creamy mess backfired out of her and burst out from the crevice between his two knots. His own seed joined her arousal in soaking his sheath and balls and lower belly only to trickle down his thighs as he pressed his to hers. Both were soaked, but that wasn't even the best part!

Behind him, Ithilwen was still lapping at his pucker with her tongue exploring his depths even as his tail pumped down and threatened to push her away. The soft flesh that massaged him tickled him so gently that every stroke of it against him coaxed the tiniest of spurts from him.

Rick tried his best to maintain control over himself and the others, but with his seed spent and sloshing about inside Sharina, he felt like it may have been time to collapse upon her back and rest for a bit. Two rounds in less than an hour was a lot to ask anyone, really. Especially after spending hours hiking in the cool mountains amidst freshly fallen snow.

As he flopped down onto her back, he wrapped his hands around her in a hug and started nuzzling up to her cheek and growling. Rick was by no means the type to lose affection after the fact.

"Quit being such a sap." Sharina joked with him as she pushed him back with her shoulder.

Collectively, both Rick and Sharina then got up and rolled onto the couch with Rick resting his head on one of the arm rest cushions and Sharina riding him reverse cowgirl style. Ithilwen saw her job was done and returned to the kitchen to get another mug of tea since her last mug had been drained. During her time deeply kissing Rick's rump, she had finished it off.

While there in the kitchen, she reached under the sink to grab one of her knot plugs from her hidden box and started rubbing it against herself as she watched the other two by the fire on the couch.

Sharina grunted and pushed down, her walls squeezing Rick's knots together and making both members shift around inside her. "That's much better." She complimented through a subtle grunt. "But I wanna get a bit of a kiss."

"I thought you said you didn't want me to be such a sap?" Rick countered, both hands caressing the base of her tail to urge her to raise it. He wanted her to expose her rump so he could massage it, but she clearly had other ideas.

Rather than do as he expected, Sharina relaxed her loins and twisted around, turning so that she was facing him in such a way that contorted both of his members before her depths released them and allowed both knots to rotate inside her, grinding aggressively against her walls as his barbells tickled her at the same time. The sudden and intense shifting of pressure made her whimper and constrict around him one last time with enough force to not only squirt out a combined mess of their fluids but also to make both his knots pop out of her.

A gush of fluids soaked him and caked onto her inner thighs as she leaned forward and used her elbows to rest on his chest, hands around the back of his neck as she stole a gentle kiss. "Bah, I can get a bit of love from ya if you're inside me." She then palmed his face and pushed him away as she gently pulled up off his cocks to slowly have each rung of his frenulum ladders slip out of her one at a time.

Though both felt satisfied enough to consider that the end of their tryst, Ithilwen seemed to be very keen on prolonging the fun for at least a few minutes. After filling her mug with hot water to let her tea bag steep, she squatted down and slipped the knot plug into her pussy and walked over towards her two guest.

While Rick's cock was dangling just outside of Sharina's partially gaped opening, Ithilwen straddled his one leg and started hungrily lapping at Sharina's folds, cleaning her up quickly before grabbing both of Rick's cocks and doing the same with him, struggling to lap up every bit of the mess before his members retreated back to his sheath.

Once that was all done, She looked up to see both Sharina and Rick glancing over Sharina's shoulder at her, confused but amused.

"Having fun back there?" Sharina giggled before hopping off Rick's torso to stretch in place.

Ithilwen rubbed her lips clean of the silken, pearly mess that she'd smeared all over herself. "Of course! My question is, why are you acting like we're through? There's a class-4 storm coming in and I definitely wouldn't wanna be caught hiking in it. Get some tea, let's go another round."

Rick and Sharina shared blank expressions, unsure of what to say at first.

It was Sharina who responded by pumping her fist and twirling so that her tail nearly knocked a nearby lamp over. "Sexytime all night! Do you have a strapon?"

A broad grin slowly spread across Ithilwen's face. "I have two." She declared, glancing sidelong at Rick. "What did you have in mind?"

Her only response was to slowly track her gaze to Rick, imitating Ithilwen's sinister grin. Rick just gulped, not sure if he was ready to hear their answer.

It was going to be a long night.