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The compartment rocked gently as the train gradually picked up speed, buildings turning to trees, and winding roads becoming sprawling grassland and paddocks. Liam sat in solitude, the carriage an old fashioned one with private little rooms and a long, narrow hall running the length of one side. But, after a couple of minutes, the muffled sound of the carriage's wheels rolling over the tracks below was interrupted by a knock at the door. Liam turned his head to see an attractive, youthful looking vixen's face peeking around the door. She had light tan fur with a white muzzle and lower face, brown eyes, and rose red, wavy hair. A stark contrast to Liam's own dirty grey and somewhat scruffy wolf fur with pale blue eyes and short, black hair.

"May we join you?" the vixen asked. She spoke with a distinct proper politeness that seemed to contradict her younger appearance. Liam guessed that she couldn't be older than thirty. Thirty-two at the most.

"Of course." the wolf replied.

As Liam watched, the vixen opened the door further and stepped into the compartment, and he quickly noticed that her face wasn't her only attractive feature.

The vixen stood around five-foot-ten and had an hourglass figure. Her hips were wide and curved, with a deep blue, almost black, tight skirt resting on them. The skirt reached no lower than an inch above the vixen's knees and overlapped over the front of one leg, showing her luscious thighs as she walked. A blazer as red as her hair concealed much of her waist, but did little to conceal her bust which was large , and practically bare.

Liam couldn't help but stare. The blazer the vixen wore had only two buttons, both of which were located at the waist, forming a wide, plunging neckline that revealed a substantial amount of her chest and breasts. Beneath the blazer, the vixen wore a delicate, peach coloured blouse that was sheer and looked to be completely unbuttoned, and nothing else.

Following close behind the vixen was a smaller version of her. The young girl couldn't have been older than seven, but her slender frame was already showing signs of an hourglass figure. She wore a pink summer dress with a low-cut neckline that hung on her shoulders by spaghetti-thin straps and barely covered her hips, which had a subtle but distinct curve to them. She didn't appear to be shy, but she kept to herself, barely even looking at Liam as she entered the compartment behind her mother.

Liam shifted in his seat, a bulge already beginning to form in his trousers, and tried his damnedest not to stare.

"Thank you," the vixen said, smiling. If she'd noticed him staring as she entered, she showed no sign of it. "I'm Eve, and this is my daughter, Harmony."

"Hello," Liam replied, smiling back.

The wolf wasn't good at socialising; it was never really his 'thing'. Any time he met someone new, he could never quite figure out what to say. This usually left him feeling shy and awkward. But the vixen didn't seem to mind those being the only words spoken between them, so Liam relaxed and turned his head to look out the window.

However, trees and clouds weren't to be the centre of his attention.

Harmony stood facing the seat opposite Liam and lifted one knee onto it to begin climbing up. As she did so, the wolf caught sight of her in the window's reflection and immediately his gaze was pulled away from the greens and blues outside to the tan and white right in front of him. It quickly became apparent just how much like her mother this young vixen was because, as she clambered up onto the seat, her dress, which was already dangerously short, slid up over her rear and left it completely exposed. What's more, she didn't seem the slightest bit phased about it. And, neither did her mother.

Any other parent would've scolded their child for being careless and letting their privates be seen, but, Eve said nothing, even as Harmony's face buried itself in the back of the seat and her tail swished in the air, giving Liam a front row, centre, 4k view of her young, plump sex and total absence of panties. The image burned itself into the wolf's mind like a brand, a perfecy little peach of white, sandwiched between thighs and buttocks of orange-brown. Liam grit his teeth and cupped his hands in his lap as his canine member extended further from its sheath, inside his pants.

While Harmony turned herself around and plopped down on her backside, Liam looked to Eve. The vixen showed no trace of concern regarding her daughter's shameless and carefree display. In fact, the young vixen's mother seemed to be no better; as Eve sat down, she pulled on the buttons of her blazer and allowed it to open completely, giving Liam an entirely unobstructed view of her ample and unrestrained breasts. He could even see her pale pink nipples through the sheer fabric of her blouse, which actually was completely unbuttoned. The blouse slid open too, although not as far as her blazer (her nipples remained covered. barely), and Liam observed how her throat, chest, breasts and abdomen were as white as half her face. It was all Liam could do to keep his eyes from bulging. His arousal burned like a furnace and the only thing he could think was What the fuck?! The wolf couldn't believe his luck. Here was this wildly under-aged and attractive little thing giving him a clear and unrestricted view of her innocent privates, right in front of her mother, and all she did was add to the show.

Liam's mind raced with lust and perverted desires. Damn it! I wanna lick that, and suck on those. I wouldn't be surprised if she starts breast feeding, right here. Shit, she can breast feed her while I bury my knot in her!

Liam turned his gaze back to Harmony, but there was nothing to see, there, now. The little vixen was sitting upright and looking out the window without a care in the world, her hands resting in her lap while the tip of her tail absent thumped on the seat beside her. Eve looked out the window, too, but only for a few minutes. Eventually, the older vixen produced a book from a handbag Liam hadn't even noticed she was carrying, and began reading it. The wolf guessed it was a novel of some kind, as it was thick with a blank, maroon coloured hard cover. Liam glanced at Eve's exposed chest once more, and then turned his head to look out the window, once again. After all, he couldn't stare all day.

The minutes passed and so did the stops. Every now and again, Liam would glance at the two women sitting in the compartment with him. Eve remained engrossed in her book, but never made any move to cover her chest. And, at some point, Harmony had lifted her feet up onto the seat and began resting her chin on her knees, giving Liam another eyeful of her nether region. He even noticed that the young girl had shifted one hand down her leg and her fingers were idly kneading the back of her thigh, right next to her sex. Is she getting horny? Liam wondered, Could be. Some girls start masturbating as young as two or three.

Liam sat in silence, regularly looking at Eve and her daughter. He wasn't even trying to hide it, anymore. Surely they should've noticed his glances, by now, and said or done something if it had bothered them. Regardless, Liam never looked for very long; it was still rude to stare.

Discretely, Liam used two fingers to rub himself while imagining the things he wanted to do to both of them. Naughty, immoral, illegal things. He wondered, if he unzipped his trousers and began stroking his erection openly, how would they respond? Would they respond? Would they be shocked and horrified, or would they fall upon him with lust, the way he wanted them to? The wolf was tempted to try it and find out. These two were so hot. Not just their physical appearance, but their behaviour. Liam badly wanted to engage with them, but what was he supposed to say? Nice breasts you have, there, can I suck on them? Your daughter's pussy is looking mighty succulent, today, mind if I eat her out until the next stop? As much as Liam wanted to ravage both of them, he couldn't be sure they would be interested based solely on their casual attitude towards fashion. So the wolf bit his lip and looked out the window, again. It was incredible enough to be this lucky, already, he should just be thankful and not push his luck.

More time passed and soon Liam noticed little Harmony seemed restless. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She was breathing heavily. Looking down, Liam noticed that she'd moved her other hand down there, too. But, she wasn't just kneading her thighs, now. With one set of fingers, the first, she was firmly gripping the back of her thigh, while her other fingers reached further around and stroked her labia. Up and down, up and down. Her fingertips slipped between them. Up and down, up and down!

She was horny! And she was masturbating, right in front of him, next to her mother. Did Eve not notice? Or did she just not care?

I've got to be dreaming, Liam thought. I've fallen asleep, on the train, and I'm dreaming. Or I've died and gone to some sort of pervert's heaven.

Liam watched, looking sideways at Harmony, as she continued to rub her fingertips up and down between her young folds, all the while never taking her sights off the landscape zooming past outside. The fur on her fingers and sex got wetter, and every so often the little vixen would lift her hand up to lick the juices from her fingertips before returning them to her sex. This was unbelievable. This was too much. There had to be a limit. This couldn't be real. Could it?

Liam could think of nothing else but how much he wanted to lay the young, clearly not so innocent, girl on her back, spread her legs wide and bury his shaft in her tight little, light pink body.

And then she moved.

Liam almost jumped out of his seat, his first thought being "Shit! I'm caught. I'm fucked!" But, little Harmony sat up on her seat and turned to her mother, speaking for the first time, in a soft voice.

"Mumma, I need to pee."

Her voice was sweet and cute and all Liam could think of was "I bet she moans like an angel."

Eve closed her book, one finger keeping her place between the pages, and looked at her watch, then looked at her daughter, "Can you hold it? We'll be home in twenty minutes. You can go when we get off the station."

Harmony frowned a little but reluctantly resumed her previous position, fingers and all.

What.... WHAT?!

Liam was dumbfounded. It was like nothing was out of the ordinary. Was this just normal for these two? Where did they come from? Where were they going?

The scruffy, grey wolf tried to restrain his own self indulgence as he watched the young vixen pleasure herself, her facial expressions and breathing betraying her highs and lows. Occasionally he glanced at her mother, but she was reading again, still bare breasted. Just how big are those things? Liam idly wondered. At least a DD. Probably an F. Gotta be an F. F for Fuck, they're pretty dam perky considering how much support they have.

Liam couldn't help but briefly smile at his own 'joke'.

After a little while longer, Harmony turned to her mother once more. By now, Liam was wondering just how much this girl masturbated. It must've been half an hour, or more, and still no sign of an orgasm. Had she been edging this whole time? For her age, she had considerable stamina and restraint. Liam was kind of impressed.

"Mumma..." Harmony almost whined in her soft, delicate voice.

Liam knew why Eve wasn't taking her daughter to the toilet. These old fashioned carriages didn't have toilets.

The busty vixen frowned and looked at her watch, again. "Still another ten minutes."

Harmony whimpered and buried her hands between her legs, wriggling as she sat on the seat.

"Uh... maybe I can help?"

Liam couldn't begin to guess what made him do it. Maybe it was how liberal the two seemed to be, or how desperately horny he now was. Or, maybe a combination of both. But, as the two ladies looked at him, Liam opened his mouth and pointed at it.

You're fucking insane! You're going to get beaten to death or locked in jail, a little voice screamed in the back of Liam's head.

"Really? Oh, that would be a big help. Thank you!" Eve replied, smiling genuinely.

No. No, no, no. Impossible. Really?!

Liam's brain took a few seconds to register that his offer had actually been accepted, and without even consideration. He might as well have been offering to help carry a heavy bag for them.

In front of his eyes, Eve spoke to her daughter and Harmony obediently shifted forward on the seat, leaned back, lifted her dress up to her chest, and spread her legs like a two-bit whore.

Something in the back of Liam's brain broke. He couldn't guess what it was, but it had just spontaneously stopped and then crumpled in on itself, like scaffolding suddenly collapsing.

With his aching erection rubbing against the inside of his trousers, Liam knelt on the floor and leaned in close to Harmony's crotch. This was it. This was the point of no return. This was the event horizon of this moment. Until now, Liam had just been observing the doorway, the entrance to heaven, or potentially hell. But, now, he was about to step through, about to bury his muzzle in this barely pre-teen vixen's sex, and with her mother's eager blessing, no less. How was this happening? How was this real? Liam didn't care, anymore, he was just going to enjoy it.

"Now, go easy. You don't want to drown the poor man," Eve said to Harmony, still speaking in that calm, polite, casual voice.

Liam's heart raced in his chest and his mind swam as his nose pressed against Harmony's soft, damp labia. Taking hold of her thighs, he opened his mouth a small way and pushed his tongue forward, slipping it between her folds as he tilted his head back. The wolf's gaze moved up the girl's body to see her watching him, biting her bottom lip as she clutched the hem of her dress to the top of her chest. She was enjoying this as much as he was.

A moment later, Liam felt the trickle of hot, bitter liquid upon his tongue, which quickly turned into a steady stream. The wolf's eyes fixated on the girl's exposed nipples and he swallowed, and then swallowed again, and again. Like drinking from a faucet that was turned on low, Liam did his best to catch and swallow every drop of the little girl's urine. He didn't mind the taste, especially when this was how he got to experience it.

After around a minute, the stream of fluid began to lessen and Liam, almost instinctively, began to softly and slowly lick between Haromy's folds. His tongue pressed against her flesh, quickly finding her entrance, and moved upward over it, and over her urethra. Liam's thought was to help clean up as the last drops of urine flowed from the young vixen. And, as he did so, he began to get lost in his own desire of licking her. Over and over again the wolf's tongue rubbed up between the little girl's lips while his fingers and thumbs kneaded her thighs. He even teased her entrance by pressing the tip of his tongue against it. And, when that angelic little moan of pleasure reached his ears, the wolf realised his 'job' was finished and he was probably overextending his welcome.

Pulling back, Liam licked his nose and smiled at the girl, not really sure what to say. She smiled back, her face flushed.

As Liam stood up, his attention was caught by Eve speaking to him, "Thank you, so much. You're very generous."

"Eh, hehe, it was nothing," was all Liam could think to say.

"We still have several minutes before our stop, so let me thank you properly," the older Vixen added. She was already undoing the buttons on her skirt and peeling it from her hips. Liam just stared. To his surprise, beneath her skirt, Eve was wearing panties, baby pink, lacy panties that snugly hugged her crotch like a second layer of fur. Standing up, she began sliding those panties down her legs, all the way to her ankles before stepping out of them and putting them in her bag. Eve now stood before Liam almost completely naked. Both her blazer and blouse were wide open, letting her massive, round, surprisingly perky breasts free, and she was bottomless. Liam could only stare, his eyes moving up and down her shapely figure. Eve's waist was about two thirds the width of her hips, and trim, with a delicate chain of silver around it.

Liam could've admired the beauty of this woman for hours, but time was rapidly running out, and as Eve tilted her head to one side, the wolf's brain finally kicked back into gear.

FUCK HER, YOU IDIOT! Liam's brain screamed at him.

Promptly, Liam began unbuckling his belt and then set to work on his trousers, letting out his bright red, pointed member. He didn't push his pants all the way down, as they would've been far more of a bother to quickly put back on. Instead, he shoved them down just enough to allow his whole pelvic region to feel the free air. Stepping towards Eve, Liam reached out and grasped her breasts. He'd been dying to touch these beauties since he'd first seen them, so he was going to do exactly that.

Each of Eve's breasts was more than a handful. The wolf's fingers spread out across their surface and only covered about two thirds of them. Slowly and firmly, Liam squeezed, his fingertips sinking into the vixen's flesh like the softest of cushions. With his thumbs, the wolf rubbed her nipples. They were already quite hard and pointy, and as Liam teased them, Eve let out a soft, gentle moan of pleasure.

You're running out of time, man! You wanna play with her tits all day, or bury your bone in her? Liam thought to himself. He could've easily kept playing with Eve's breasts, if only he'd had the time to. But, he didn't.

Reluctantly, Liam released the enormous, white orbs and glanced around. The compartment was small, with barely enough room for two people to stand between the seats, and each seat could only sit three, not enough room to lay down on.

As he looked around, Liam noticed Harmony. She was sitting cross-legged on the seat, with her dress hiked up around her waist. One hand hung down between her thighs, her middle finger curled inward and slowly moving back and forth. The young girl's eyes were intently locked on the two adults before her.

You just licked that little girl's pussy, and now you're going to fuck her mother, while she watches, Liam thought. If the wolf could've cum without touching himself, that sole thought alone would've done it.

This woman was naughty. Even more than he was. Although Liam admitted he had some controversial interests, he always did his best to keep within the law. But, this vixen... she was something else. And Liam fucking loved it. Part of him wanted to lay Eve on her back while he buried his knot in her, so that Harmony had a better view. But, that wasn't possible, here, not comfortably. So, Liam would have to settle for more conventional practises.

Turning back to the beautiful vixen, Liam placed his hands on her hips and guided her towards the door. She obediently backed up into it, allowing him to take control. There were only a few minutes left, so Liam would have to make this quick. Reaching down, he hooked his arms behind Eve's knees and lifted.

"Oh!" the vixen exclaimed. She hadn't expected that.

It was a bold move, for Liam; he was fit, but not quite strong enough to lift a whole person with ease. He hoped pressing her against the door would help.

Hoisting Eve up, Liam stepped forward a little more and moved his hips, seeking the vixen's slit with his own pointed member. It didn't take long to find, and after a few bucks, Liam's manhood found Eve's entrance as his tip stuck in it. Pausing, the wolf grinned with lustful intent at the babe in his arms, who seemed fully enthralled in the moment, and then pushed. At the same time, Liam let Eve slide down a little, her ample bust pressing down on top of his chest. His length slid into her body, her hot, wet walls wrapping around his shaft. The wolf wished he'd taken off his shirt so that he could feel her bare breasts against his own bare chest, but there was no time to fix that, so this would have to do. As Eve's eyes lit up with pleasure, she draped her arms over Liam's shoulders and clasped her hands behind his neck, offering extra support.

Liam let out a small, primal growl as he started bucking. He didn't mess around, either; he was going for broke. While pinning the woman in place, between his own body and the compartment door, Liam put all his focus into moving his hips, drawing them back and then thrusting forward, forcefully. Each push made Eve's breasts jiggle like jelly. Every motion sent his length deep inside her. Her vaginal juices coated his shaft in a slick layer, lubricating his thrusting, making it easier to go faster. He went faster.

From the corner of his eye, Liam noticed movement and glanced to his side. Harmony had moved. The young vixen was now laying on her back, her head on the seat next to the two adults. Her legs were spread, with one hand working diligently between them, and her dress was pulled up to her chest, her other hand underneath, apparently fondling one of her nipples.

So, you found a good view, after all, Liam thought. Alright, then. Watch closely as I fuck your mother's pussy.

Turning his attention back to the woman pressed against his body, Liam redoubled his efforts, consciously aware of the explicit, unadulterated view Eve's under-aged daughter had of them. It only made things hotter.

Eve's breathing was heavy. Every second or third breath came accompanied by a soft moan. Liam could feel her muscles clenching and relaxing, her inner walls squeezing his length as he moved between them.

"I'm getting close," Liam breathed

"Don't..." Eve began.

Shit! Liam swore, in his head. He was afraid of this. It wasn't that he didn't mind pulling out, but, this wasn't exactly the best position for it.

"Don't pull out!" Eve whimpered.

Yes!

"Are you sure?" Liam asked, making double certain.

Eve nodded vigorously and Liam felt her legs wrap around his waist. He was locked in, now.

"I...insist..." the vixen breathed.

Your wish is my command, Liam thought.

Outside the window, trees and grass had turned to buildings and asphalt. Liam hadn't noticed it, but the train had begun to slow down and was preparing to stop at the upcoming station. Muffled voices and the occasional bump could be heard through the door as other passengers made their way down the hall, getting ready to get off.

His hands gripping the vixen's legs, and his full weight pressing her against the door, Liam gave his last few thrusts before finally pushing with all he could. Euphoria broke through and flooded his mind, just as his knot buried itself in Eve's sex and his seed flooded her insides. The vixen moaned in his ears as his chest pressed against hers, and her muscles milked his manhood as though she was starving and his cum was the only sustenance that could save her. For several seconds, Liam's reality consisted solely of her body, her voice, and his own pleasure.

Finally, as the last of his thick cream pumped out into Eve's depths, Liam's senses began returning to him. He stood where he was, holding the vixen up against the door, and waited until she was ready to be put down. In the few extra seconds it took for Eve to float down off the ceiling, Liam admired her ample chest once more, and even planted a peck atop each perky, white hill.

When the train stopped, Liam almost dropped Eve as the carriage rocked them sideways. The jolt, however, brought the woman back to reality and she smiled at him and unhooked her legs from his waist. Stepping back, Liam pulled his length from between her legs. Even with his still protruding shaft coated in a thick layer of semen and vaginal juices, the wolf began pulling up his trousers while Eve returned her skirt to her hips. Her panties remained in her bag. Luckily, neither of them had any luggage to gather up.

It took only a few moments for both Liam and Eve to make themselves look more or less presentable to the public eye, and when they were, Liam opened the door and stepped back.

"Ladies first," Liam offered, smiling.

"Thank you, again," Eve replied in her usual, polite voice. Although, Liam guessed she wasn't necessarily referring to his manners at this moment.

Eve stepped out of the compartment and into the hallway, with Harmony close behind, sucking on her ring and middle finger. She didn't look at him, again. Liam was about to follow, but a convoy of people with an assortment of suitcases and backpacks got in the way, obviously in a hurry to get off. The wolf heard one of them swear under their breath as they were slowed up by two female vixens in front of them.

When Liam was finally able to step out into the passage, he looked down the carriage, over the heads of the family in front of him. But he couldn't see the rose red hair of Eve. As the train pulled out of the station and Liam stood on the platform, people dispersing in all directions, he looked around as best he could. But there was no sign of either Eve of her daughter. They were gone.

Liam sighed. I guess that's that, he thought.

Resigning to the fact he'd probably never see either of them again, the dirty-grey wolf made his way along the platform to the station's small building and headed out into the parking lot.

Slivers of orange streaked across the paved ground, accompanied by thick blocks of shadow on either side. It was late afternoon and the sun, sitting low in the sky, was creating an eerie atmosphere akin to that of a ghost town, emphasised by the as the last of the train's passengers vanished from sight.

After one last hopeful glance around him, Liam sighed again and started down the footpath.

Maybe it was a dream, he thought to himself. How else could he explain it? How else could he explain such perfect strangers coming into his life so randomly, and then vanishing without a trace. Maybe I bumped my head, or hallucinated it all from a mixture or boredom and horny-ness.

Sitting down at the bus stop, on the opposite side of the car-park, Liam closed his eyes and leaned back, letting his mind absently wander back over the past hour and a half. At the same time, he allowed his hand to slide down into the front of his pants. Liam smiled, mischievously, at what he was doing, blatantly touching himself in open public while thinking about eating out that young little fox girl. Part of Liam wanted to pull it out and paint the street with his cum.

Maybe I should, he thought.

"Do you live around here?" a voice asked.

Liam almost broke his wrist trying to yank his hand out of his pants. At that very moment, two thoughts ran through his head. The first being "Shit! I'm caught" and the second being "I know that voice".

But, it couldn't be, could it?

Opening his eyes, Liam sat up and looked to his side. There, just a few feet away from the bus stop, and bathed in golden light, like a filthy, dirty angel, was Eve, with Harmony beside her.

"No," Liam replied. "I live about a half hour from here, by bus."

The wolf almost didn't want to believe his eyes. He didn't want to get his hopes up only to be disappointed by a trick of the light. Then, the woman stepped closer and Liam, once again, stared, grinning from ear to ear. It was her. It had happened.

Eve looked just as she had when Liam last saw her, before she disappeared on the carriage. Once again, she pulled on her blazer's buttons, however, she didn't open it very far, this time, just enough to show her blouse was still undone and for the fading sunlight to glint off of her waist chain.

"We live just a short walk, from here. Would you like to join us for dinner?" the vixen asked.

"Fuck yes!"