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"Wow, you know, it's sorta crazy to be back here-" Freyja turned her head towards the window, staring out as a blur of pine trees rushed past on the dirt road they drove. The car jostled atop the rough road, bouncing the treeline as they drove up towards the peak in the distance. The doe's full, heavy chest bounced with every bump in the road, jiggling her tits beneath the squeezing hold of her t-shirt. "I used to drive this route every single week for an expedition-"

A warm, throaty laugh sounded from the driver's seat, covering the faint music coming over the radio. "I'm surprised I convinced you to move-" Jackson, the not-so-lanky-anymore wolf, said with a small laugh. His dark hair was long and loose, framing around a smirking face. A wide hand slid over the center console and squeezed the goat's squishy thigh, easily spreading over the full expanse of her thigh. "You seemed like you really belonged in these woods, back then."

"Well, Mount Mispher is plenty similar," Freyja chuckled, alluding to their local mountain back a four hour drive to the north. She glanced over her shoulder, as if she would see their original location behind them. But by now, they were deep inside her original stomping ground. The mountain in the distance grew closer and closer with each passing mile.

The red-head turned towards the driver with a smile curling onto her lips as she leaned into his sturdy shoulder. "I'm just glad your friend decided to drag you onto my mountain..." She licked over her bottom lip with a faint rumble of delight in her throat. The heat of her seeped into the wolf's air as her scent wafted towards his strong nose, filling his senses with the familiar scent of the doe. "I wouldn't have caught you for myself otherwise-"

Jackson chuckled, gripping the wheel with one hand still while his other started to stroke idly up the goat's thigh, creating soft tracks through her fur. "Now now, I think that I caught you... back then." His rich, low voice thrummed in the girl's ear, sending a pleasant zip up her spine. His finger traced the edge of her shorts, skimming across her fur with a lazy familiarity. "In fact, I think I still catch you often, little prey."

"That's not how I remember it-" Freyja chuckled, shaking her head with a faint, lilting laugh.

"Hello?" A tired voice answered with the rustle of sudden motion through the speaker.

"Hey there, remember me?"

Jackson felt a sudden zip down his spine at the echo of the voice in the phone. His eyes, nearly closed before, popped open, focused. The goat's lilting voice was all too familiar, it'd been playing on repeat in his head all week. "Freyja?"

"Ah.. good, so you didn't forget me so fast-" The girl smiled on the other end of the line. She sat on the hood of her car, watching the sun start to set against the mountain. "I, uh. I hope you're not busy? Is this a good time?" She surprised herself with the fluff, the small talk.

Usually, the doe was nothing short of bold. She had no fear or scarcity of partners to fall back on. She had phone numbers for guys all along the rocky mountains, places she could crash at on either coast, and fuck buddies enough to keep her busier than the town's only McDonald's drive-through. Yet somehow, the tired voice of the wolf through the phone made her delay for just a moment.

"Perfect time, in fact, I was just napping hoping I might dream about last weekend again, but this is better-" Jackson's shit-eating grin spread across his muzzle, somehow audible through the phone.

Freyja felt her cheeks pull up with a pinched grin, despite her cool attitude. "Really? See, we must be sharing a broadcast then... because I can't stop replaying that trip either-"

"Well, it's only a three hour drive down to campus, want some pizza, pet?" Hearing live the voice she'd be replaying all week sent a warm rush over the girl's chest, speckling a blush beneath her fur. She almost sighed with delight, but instead she just grinned.

"Pizza and a foot rub?"

In the present, Freyja's cheek rested against the wolf's tense bicep, smiling idly at the memory. "What were the chances that after a month of gangbangs I didn't get pregnant, but on our first real date I did?" She snickered, remembering the novel tension of their first, buttoned-up 'real' date.

It had been, without a doubt, the worst sex of their entire relationship. They'd been nervous, flustered by the move towards a 'relationship' when Freyja had half-lived with the entire friend group for at least two weeks, crashing with whoever washed their sheets last and departing at dawn to lead a hiking group each Friday, and Jackson was more than a little wine-drunk.

"I blame that fancy white wine. I've never forgotten a condom in my life-" Even now, Jackson flushed slightly beneath his dark fur.

"You can't handle your frou-frou wines," Freyja snickered, leaning up to kiss at the line of his jaw. The bumpy road jostled them in their seats as they grew closer to the mountain's base. Jackson's fingers, still slowly stroking over the goat's thigh, skimmed over her shorts and squeezed at the top of her leg with a quiet possession. The gripe and quiet strength of his hold sent a tingle up the girl's spine, even now.

As the road continued to rumble beneath them, the familiar site of the old lodge appeared in the frame of the windshield, transporting them back 16 years before they'd had a kid and relocated 200 miles away.

"Dean just texted, him and Nat' are about 10 minutes out-"

"Gabe says he and Todd are here already..." Freyja nodded her head towards the log lodge

"Let's go meet them inside-"

The two disembarked from the new, now-green Jeep. Freyja instantly tipped her head up and sucked in the smell of the woods. The familiar blend of moss and pine filled her nose, rushing back years of memories from guiding on these trails. Jackson headed into the lodge behind her.

"Oh, it's good to be back..."

***

Within the hour, all three couples had arrived at the base of the mountain as the mid-afternoon sun peaked in the sky. They shouldered their packs and turned towards the paths.

"Ah! It's good to see you again..." Dean, a tall, imposing elk repeated with emphasis as he met Freyja's side. "To be honest, Nat and I relive that last time... quite a lot-"

Freyja's lips twitched with a grin, remembering the New Year's Eve celebration-

"Eight! Seven!-"

_"Oh! Fuck yes..." _

_"Shut that dirty mouth and suck-" _

_"I'm c-cumming!" _

_"Three! Two!" _

_"OooOoo!" _

_"One!" _

The doe just grinned, biting at her top lip. "Mm, well if your memories are still well intact, maybe we shouldn't write over them just yet." She bumped her hip into his before picking up her pace, falling in beside Todd and Gabe.

The lion, the only other original from their first trip many years before, instantly smiled at the old friend. "I've told Gabe the story of that first trip so many times..."

Freyja almost purred, looking over the slender hyena. His tail was a puff of fluffy fur that tipped up with every step showing the rounded, bubble butt beneath. "I look forward to getting to know you better, Gabe.. You're the only new face on this trip-"

Gabe met her eyes, smirking with an equal level of mischief, "So far, at least, right?"

The goat doe raised a brow, smiling. "You're a quick study, huh?"

The hyena snickered, bobbing his head in agreement. Freyja smirked to herself, already feeling a familiar buzz of excitement with each full breath of the pine-scented air. "He is going to be delightful..." She thought to herself, watching how his hips swayed side to side with a natural rhythm. "... Little competition too, it seems, for the center of attention-" She found herself naturally taking the lead, bounding up the sloped trail with a steady, unwavering pace.

With every step, she felt the familiar freedom the woods always brought rushing back. The mountain by home was plenty fun, and she wasn't restrained on those hikes either... but something about returning to her original stomping grounds was different. Her mind was a tangle of memories and anticipation.

Every sip of the air filled her with additional anticipation while her mind ran free. She felt her hips swing side to side, creating a gentle, undulating dance of her own as she hiked forward, letting the tight squeeze of her bike shorts show the bouncing of her round ass beneath the hugging fabric. She could feel, already, the way her panties pressed flush to her cunt sticking to her growing excitement. She wondered, to herself, who behind was watching and appreciating the view already.

"This is going to be a good trip..."

***

"Ah! This is going to be a good trip!" A high-pitched squeal squeezed out of the girl's lips as the young goat doe stretched her upper body through the open roof of the car. The wind rushed into her face, sending her long, loose hair flying backwards and shaking the line of piercings in her curved ears as she tipped her head up towards the scenery growing ever larger. The snapping of the wind around her almost drowned out the pumping bass that wafted out of the car, but the vibration of the music still throbbed against her leg where it touched to the car's side speaker.

Above the opening of the rooftop window, the goat doe had heaved her full, heavy chest. Massive breasts popped through the hole and sat atop the car's roof, jiggling with every motion of the car unrestrained by a bra under her top. Her eyes were wide, drinking in the sights before her as both hands reached up into the air, feeling wind whip over her bare, dusty black fur.

Beneath the cut of the open window, Serena's toes stretched to her spot in the passenger's seat, but she arched her body to center below the middle skylight. The stretch raised her shirt almost completely out of view, leaving her soft stomach on display where her dark, grey-black fur melted into a downy white coat down the center of her underside down into the cut of her high-waisted shorts. The athletic fabric hugged around the form of her hourglass hips, sculpting her form just as it appeared beneath. Her full, round rump pushed towards the back-seat of the car, wiggling with the beat of the music thrumming through the entire vehicle. Her small tail, just a wisp of white and black fur, bopped to the beat.

At the wheel of the car, a giggling voice cleared with a small cough and a small down-turn of the sound system. "Careful, Serena! You shouldn't do that!"

"Zelda, I want to taste the air! My mom always says the air was different up here! Always about the air!" She dropped back into her seat with a huff, still grinning ear to ear. Her long, loose hair was a faint, strawberry blonde tinged with the red of her mother's genes and streaked with abandoned dye jobs in the underlayers giving a small flash of ripe pink inside. As she settled back onto the passenger seat, her tits jostled beneath the loose crop top she wore, flashing a sliver of soft, rounded underboob as she leaned back into the worn car's interior. "I can't wait to hit the base!"

"You say that now, but once we have to put up a tent..." An unconvinced, gravely voice sounded from the back seat. It belonged to Emmett, a dusty dark husky with streaks of white layered into his otherwise dark colored coat. As sarcasm dripped from his voice, his eyes crinkled with amusement behind tinted glasses.

"Stop being such a guy, Em'-" The car's fourth, and final, passenger demanded. Jules, a vaguely punk wolf, leaned into the window opposite him. Her pure, white coat was in perfect contrast to her dark, red-dyed hair that was cut short in a pixie atop her head. Her body, hugged in a squeezing two piece workout set, was tensed with sculpted muscle and quiet strength beneath the clinging fabric. "We don't need you to set up any tent."

Emmett rolled his eyes, but his muzzle broke with a grin. Serena, from the passenger seat, twisted backwards to look at the other two friends. "I can't help it. I've heard about this mountain for years! My mom used to work here as a guide, before they moved! She always said she had her wildest times here-" Her lips tweaked with a small grin, "I hope it's as exciting for me."

Her eyes were locked onto Emmett as she spoke, looking over his dark eyes. He leaned forward in response, tweaking her chin with an affectionate touch. "I think that can be arranged-"

To his side, Joules rolled her eyes, but as they rolled back forward, they skimmed over the view of her friend twisted towards them and the smooth, supple underside of her tits peeking out beneath her short top.

With a laugh, Zelda kept them pointed forward, trained towards the small campsite at the base of the mountain's backside known for denser foliage, unmarked paths, and most importantly, cheaper parking.

***

"You know, this walk is bringing back a lot of memories..." Jackson's low voice filled Freyja's ears with warmth as he stepped up beside her. His hand slid down her back, skimming softly over her shirt before landing with a soft squeeze on the rounded shape of her ass. "I was here, trailing behind this gorgeous goat guide... watching her little hips swing side to side telling my friends, "This one's mine. I'm going to be fucking this girl tonight-"

Freyja smirked, feeling the eyes of their friends on her backside, watching as the wolf groped her in full view of them trailing behind. A faint heat rushed up her chest, dotting her cheeks. She tilted her eyes up, sneaking a peek at Jackson's grin beside her. "Tell me more-"

"Well, the memory is a little bit hazy, I think I should try to recreate it to bring it back." His finger gripped around her rump tucked up, skimming his fingertip on the underside of her cheek that peeked out from her short's high hem. "I remember following you back into the woods..."

From behind, his groping was plainly obvious. Dean, Natalie, Gabe, and Todd all watched with an idle stare how his fingers skimmed over her with tempting restraint.

"Oh and you were so shy, so unsure..." Freyja teased, smirking as she felt his digits tighten on her in response. "You almost didn't catch my hint to follow and once you did, you weren't so sure about yourself-"

"Hey-" He growled low in his throat, leaning into her neck and wobbling the pace of their steps even as the other four walked behind watching the scene unfold. His voice lowered into a private rumble, pressed against her ear. "Careful, I could take you right here... less than half a mile from the trailhead. There, that big, flat rock is perfect. I could bend you over, lift that ass up and put that sassy little mouth down. You wouldn't even see who walked past, ogling your stretched cunt. Maybe we'd even run into a familiar face, an old colleague who could catch up on how your ass stretches now." His hand held her ass tight, grabbing her with a rough ownership that sent a tingling rush up the doe's spine. His fingers nudged her short's hem further up the round of her ass, giving the watching audience a bit more of a taste of her full frame.

"We're so close to the lodge, that just might get our trip cut short..." Freyja countered, voice rasping slightly with her own distraction. Jackson's aggression, so early, caught her off guard. The combination with her own nostalgia already had her sex tingling with a low heat, anticipation rising for what lay ahead. She felt her sticky wetness pulling her panties flush to her sex, sealing the fabric against her.

"I wouldn't want that..." Jackson eased back from her slightly, skimming his fingers over the small dip of her inner back. "I want to watch you walk bow-legged back off the trail on the way back... leaking hopefully-" His nails drew small paths through her fur, running beneath her top and up the smooth slope of her back with a tingling touch.

"Leaking just from you?" Freyja's eyes peeked up to him, feeling the eyes on her backside as their friends watched him grope over her form. Dean, especially, found his pace slightly quickened as he strained to catch their words over the crunch of their boots on the sandy path.

"Oh, no no... Leaking a cocktail of cum..." Jackson's voice raised, just enough that the eavesdropping hikers could hear. "I want you to head back to the car broken, stuffed with enough cock to finally sate the ever-horny little slut you are-" His fingertips grazed down her spine, following along the waistband of her shorts. "Now that you don't live here either... I think we should try to give the locals something to remember you for, hmm? A local legend? Like that reunion you made a night to remember? I think we can go for a replay, but hopefully you can take a few more dicks this time... maybe something new-"

Heat flooded the goat girl's cheeks, tingling beneath her fur with the blush. Her cunt, already, was throbbing with impatience. "No new tricks then, old man?"

Jackson laughed, shaking his head. "Careful of I'll think of something-"

"Empty words-"

***

"Come on, Emmett! Come on! It's already getting a little dark!" Serena, on the opposite side of the same mountain, led the charge of her four-member party onto the trails. She'd added a hefty back to her shoulders. The shoulder straps pressed between her tits, pulling the full orbs apart and pressing the small, barbed piercing on each nipple into the fabric of her shirt.

At the lodge, the barely-past-puberty attendant checking their vehicle had nearly swallowed his tongue watching Serena's free tits bobs inside her top, the smooth underside of them winking in and out of view as she bounced on the soles of her shoes in excitement. "Thanks so much!" She squealed as she left him, turning away and instantly bending at the waist to tie up her heavy soled boots. The sight of her ass, upturned at his feet with nothing but the clinging fabric of her shorts covering her puffy lower lips had nearly sent the boy into cardiac arrest.

As she started up the hill, her entire figure came into full view for the peeping attendant and her friends alike. She wore a pair of short athletic shorts that hugged up the curves of her hips and clung to her hourglass waist. The shape of her full, round ass was perfectly captured in the contours of the fabric, little left to the imagination as she started up the dusty path. Just behind her, Jules bit her lip, looking up the incline at how her friend's shorts hugged to the puffy lower lips of her cunt just inside the hugging cloth. The wolf squeezed her thighs together, swallowing down a growing lump in her throat. "Come on, slowpokes!"

"How long to the first site, you think?" Emmett asked, rounding the end of the pack alongside Zelda who's short, bouncing stature only came up to his upper arm.

"Depending on how fast we go, just an hour or so! They said they kept it close since people like to check in late-" The retriever chuckled, bobbing her tail with every step. "Lucky for us, since the sun is already trying to set."

"I already want s'mores."

From the front of the group, unknown to her, Serena perfectly mimed her mother's guiding impatience with a pulse of her fist in the air. "Come on, everyone! To camp!"

***

"You know... I'm already a bit hot-" Natalie, the most petite of the group, murmured as she leaned into her husband, Dean. Her short legs were making the walk all the more challenging, though she couldn't blame all of her struggles on her stature.

With every step, with Freyja pulling towards the front of the pack, the bunny's wide eyes were locked upwards, watching the pumping of the girl's strong thighs and the tensing squeeze of her butt with each step. "I just remember last time..." She bit at her lip, meeting her husband's knowing eyes as their minds flooded with the not-so-distant memory of the swinger's first pairing with Jackson and Freyja.

Natalie's eyes flickered with the images of Freyja's full chest, bouncing into her face with hands groping through her hair, stroking through the long, silky locks that spilled onto the rabbit's back. "Mm.. god, you are just lush. You're like a little doll-" Natalie's clit twinged with heat, thighs squirming beneath Freyja's butt pressed on her lap. "I think I might just have to keep you to play with all myself-" Her voice was a slow, happy drawl like caramel in Natalie's ears. "I can just store you away when not in use, my personal plaything-"

"Oh no you won't... Not alone, at least-" Jackson's strong arms, tensed with muscles appeared beside Freyja, pushing the girl's forward onto the bed, opening up the doe's backside. As she shuddered on top, Natalie's ears flooded with the doe's pleasure, echoing with every thrust of the wolf behind her.

At her side, Dean's mind was much the same, remembering the squeezing clamp of Freyja's cunt around him as her lips dove into Natalie's velveteen sex, lapping up the pink slit. He could almost hear the wet, slurping sounds of her still, eagerly servicing the rabbit.

"I hope we reach camp soon-" He muttered, coughing as the bulging front of his shorts threatened to give his distraction away already. Natalie, beside him, skimmed her small fingers over the shape of his cock, meeting his eyes through her lashes. "Maybe we... stop to rest... I do have such short legs and I wouldn't mind having a seat on this-" She paused, licking over her lips in a long, slow stroke as her fingers grabbed onto his cock through his shorts with a firm, distinct squeeze. "-to rest."

***

On the back trail, Serena continued to lead. She gripped onto her pack's straps, heaving them up as she walked now beside Jules who matched her pace step for step. Her tits kept time with her boots, bobbing with each new step free in her top.

"So, what are you hoping to happen here?" Jules asked, eyes trained forward with a strict conviction. Even with only the corner of her vision, she could see her friend's chest bouncing and the small, stiff nub of her nipples poking into the fabric with each repetition.

Serena chuckled, voice soft. "Mm, well, I've never done it outside before. Not like this. I want to feel the rough bark of a tree on my back... be pushed up against it-" She glanced at her friend, not noticing the heat hidden under her pale, white fur. "I want to look up through the tent roof when Emmett eats me out and see the stars, that just seems... cool." Between her thighs, tensing with every step, she felt a flicker of heat at the idea. She'd been daydreaming about the trip already for a week, since she found out her mom was out of town for the weekend. Her fantasies were running ahead, already envisioning these trails and woods. "I don't know... there's something about being in the woods, I'm ready to try anything, ya know?" She bounced with extra conviction before turning to the wolf.

"What about you?" She shook her head, clearing the thoughts to look at Jules instead. The wolf girl's long, white tail swished behind her with a steady pace, matching to their feet on the inclining path.

"Oh, I don't know-" Her eyes skimmed over Serena's form, catching the shape of her pierced nipples pressed to her shirt centered in her sight. Below, she could see the slight camel toe of her shorts capturing her plump pussy beneath the fabric, outlining her cunt perfectly. "I'd like to... taste, uh, try new things." She gulped, feeling her mouth go dry as her eyes jolted up towards Serena's face.

Their eyes locked together for a moment. "I'd like to-" She felt the words catch in her throat as images of the goat girl's body flickered behind her eyes. Her lips hung open for a beat, searching for the right words before she blurted: "Eat s'mores!"

"Oh my god! Me too! I can't wait!" Serena laughed with her agreement, groaning with delight at the thought. The moment broken, Serena glanced over her shoulder. "Come on, guys! I want s'mores!"

***

"Now, just what do we have here?" Dean jolted at the sound of Freyja's voice over his shoulder. He hadn't even heard the branches rustle as she pushed into the small clearing off the main path. "You should know better, Dean, that a seasoned trail guide would notice when two of her charges slipped out of view..."

Now in the clearing, Freyja could clearly see the scene at hand. Natalie's tank top was yanked beneath her chest, freeing the perky orbs of her small breasts into the open air. Her knees crunched onto the sand beneath as she kneeled in front of the strong elk. Dean's jeans were shucked open just enough to free the length of his cock which was wrapped into Natalie's velveteen digits while her lips circled the tip with a suckling squeeze.

"I-I.." Natalie's cheeks instantly flooded with pink, a shy tingling flood down the comparatively meek anthro.

Freyja grinned, slowly rounded into the clearing, walking to face Dean from behind Natalie's kneeled position. "You worried me. I thought maybe you'd been lost... tripped..." She paused, looking over the pulsing hard-on Natalie still clutched in front of her mouth. "You see, I feel like you're both my responsibility here because I'm the only one with trail experience..." Freyja saw how Natalie's little ass quivered as she sat, nervous and excited at the same time after being caught.

"So, in the future... if you urgently need a blowjob on the trail, I implore you-" Her eyes turned up, meeting Dean's baffled gaze with a small smirk. "-please invite the trail master so I can assist you in the safest way possible."

Then, the goat doe lowered herself onto her knees. She felt the soft crunch of the sandy clearing under her bare fur as she crawled forward towards Dean's crotch, siddling in beside the slender bunny. Once she kneeled in front of the deer, she turned her gaze up. Even still fully clothed, Freyja could see Dean's chiseled form from below. His chest was hard with muscle just beneath his loose t-shirt. His eyes turned down to her, watching as she tilted her eyes up through her lashes and spread her lips apart, offering up her spread tongue.

"Fuck me..." Dean grunted, grabbing the base of her cock and pivoting slightly to smack the rounded tip against the hot, wet surface of Freyja's mouth. Instantly, her nose filled with the rich, earthy musk of the male in front of her.

To her side, Natalie mimicked the motion, offering her small, pink tongue with a small whimper of eager submission. Behind her, her small puff of a tail wiggled with excitement at the newly defined scene.

Dean grinned, looking down onto the upturned faces of two girls beneath him. Freyja's full, wide hips flared out over her round ass while Natalie's frame was tight and prim, centered over her tight rump hovering just above her feet. It was a perfect pairing of two stereotypes: the curvy and the lithe. He swapped his cock between the two, smacking onto the tongues with a rush of power swelling his ego.

Freyja's fingers lifted up, slowly finding Dean's leg in front of her and gliding her touch up towards his crotch. Her nails skimmed over his pants, letting him feel the faint glide of her touch until her fingers gently grabbed for the base of his cock, guiding him forward into her mouth. Once her lips grabbed onto him, she dropped her hands back to her sides, letting her mouth do the work of gripping him into places as she glided her mouth up and down for the full, stiff length of his cock.

Once his length was slick with Freyja's spit, Natalie leaned in, naturally taking over with a gentle swap. Her mouth spread wide around him, eyes upturned and wide as she slipped towards his base, swallowing around the tip of his cock with every kiss towards his base. Again, Dean felt the gliding heat of her lips sliding down towards his base, engulfing every inch of his swelling cock in the heat of her mouth for a few beats before they traded off again.

Freyja greedily latched onto his cock with her second turn, eagerly slurping down the length of him while her eyes gazed upwards. "Oooh, fuck-" He muttered, eyes going wide as his voice echoed off in the distance of the woods.

Natalie's cheeks instantly flooded with heat. "Dean!" She gasped, shy and nervous as Freyja just grinned, slightly around the cock buried inside her hot mouth. Instead of easing back, letting the deer catch himself, she sunk her lips towards his base until his entire length throbbed inside the squeeze of her muzzle and his tip bulged in her throat. Then, she sucked backwards, eagerly retreating all the way back to his tip and then repeating with rising speed.

She felt him jerk in her mouth, already fighting against his own impatience and anticipation as heat flooded around his cock. His voice caught in his throat though, realizing how exposed they were, just off the trail.

With a soft pop, Freyja pulled off Dean's shaft, leaving his skin slick with her saliva as she nudged Natalie into play. "Now, careful, Dean. We've only been on the trail for an hour, we're not far from the base camp... Anyone could hear you on their way out... heading back in... do you want someone to discover us here? Someone to peer through the woods and catch you against the trees with two girls kneeling in front of you, sucking down your cum. Maybe it'd be another girl... eager for a taste of her own, of a stranger's cock down her throat before she returns to her normal, boring life back down the mountain..."

Freyja shifted slightly, leaning into Natalie's long, soft ears with a nibbling touch. "Or maybe it'd be another guy... maybe a panther. He heads off the main trail for a piss, but instead he finds two girls kneeling for cock in the woods. Surely... surely he could have a try of one of these eager, impatient sluts waiting for a chance to suck a single cock." The goat doe's fingers started to slide down the smooth stomach of the petite doe, pushing more of her tank top down to her waist, exposing more of her top. Her perky tits pushed into the air, quivering with her breath as her lips clenched around Dean's cock, struggling to keep focus on the blowjob as Freyja started to run her fingertips down her stomach, skimming over the top of her pelvis with her nails.

"Would you do it, Natalie? Would you kneel down in front of a stranger and open your mouth up wide, offer up that tongue for just anyone here in the woods? Let them have a sample of her mouth? Would you want to taste someone else's cum shot down your throat or over your tongue?" Her fingers roved back up, cupping up to the firm underside of Natalie's small chest. She squeezed her fingers around one perky breast, tweaking the pert nipple atop as her lips pressed into the rabbit's smooth throat, kissing towards her collarbones. "I think you would, Natalie..."

"I think you're daydreaming about it now... how it'd feel to sit in the woods waiting for just anyone to come use you... your mouth hanging open like an offering.. like nothing more than a toy to come and use... A little gift in the woods, waiting to be found-" Natalie's perky, pink nipples were swelling under the doe's touch. Her groping hand swapped side to side, giving each bo

ob equal attention as they started to swell and stiffen. Natalie's cunt was dripping into her shorts, growing wetter with each new sentence Freyja spun into her ears.

The rabbit's cheeks were burning with a blush, but she couldn't deny loving it. Besides their swinging, the couple wasn't too adventurous. They dabbled in scenes, but Natalie was restrained by her shyness, but Freyja's eager tutelage brought her into new territory, bringing herself along a playmate for her own fantasies.

As Freyja continued to distract Natalie, she didn't fully abandon her charge of Dean's waiting cock. Her lips still clung to his tip, suckling and bobbing over the first few inches while her fingers gripped his length with an eager, spastic hand job until Dean brushed her hand away, sliding his broad hand onto the back of her head and guiding her down the full length of his cock.

At first, his hand was guiding her, easing her lips up and down his cock with a lazy pace. His ears were tilted in, listening to everything Freyja murmured into Natalie's ears and watching for the rabbit's reaction. Her lithe body was quivering, squirming atop the forest floor beneath her as her ears twitched to the sound of the goat's voice.

But with the passing moments, the throbbing impatience in his cock was winning out. His hand pushed the girl down towards his base, pumping his hips up to meet her lips with a rising speed. The soft slap of his pelvis hitting to her lips began to echo out into the air, echoing against the sounds of Freyja's voice.

"Someone's impatient..." Freyja's grin turned towards the elk, watching as his arms tensed their grip on Natalie's head, fighting against his own impatience. "You know, Dean... there's a whole, full weekend ahead of us, surely you aren't already in a rush..."

Dean grunted, eyeing the goat's smirking lips. "Careful, girl. I know you're just trying to rile me up even more."

"You want to take a face-fucking instead? Think you're up for it?" One hand gave up the grasp on Natalie and swapped to Freyja's head, sliding into a grip of her loose, red hair as he pulled her towards the center as his cock popped from Natalie's squeezing lips and slid, fluidly, into Freyja's mouth.

"Mmm..." Freyja's lips buzzed with a moan as the strong elk found a quick pace, thrusting into her lips without hesitation. His hips did the work, thrusting into her waiting mouth with a slapping pound into her chin as his musky balls swung forward, already marking her with the scent of a fuck.

Beside her, Natalie was flush with heat beneath her pale fur. Her swollen nipples jutted into the cool air, begging for touch as her wet cunt leaked into her panties. She squirmed in place, fighting against the urge to relieve the rising pressure in her cunt somehow. Instead, she let it grow. Feeling the squeezing of her cunt grow stronger with every slap of Dean's hips into her friend's lips.

At the same time, the rabbit's eyes peered past him, back the way of the trail as she watched for someone to appear, a stranger perhaps who would fulfill the fantasy that Freyja had planted. Someone she'd never tasted before looking to fuck her waiting lips.

Before anyone showed, Dean switched again, sinking his cock into her waiting lips with an echoing slap.

***

"Hey! This is the camp stop right!" Serena glanced around the flat space just a short break from the main trail. The land was patted down, matted from repetitive placement of tents and sleeping bags on the earth. She instantly shucked off her bag, making her tits dance in place as the straps tugged over them and off.

"Finally... I've been waiting to hit camp for ages..." Emmett rounded up to the goat doe, sliding both hands onto her waist. "How'd you enjoy leading the pack?"

Serena grinned, pressing her hips into him without hesitation. "I felt like a natural guide, but why didn't you come up? Too hard for ya?"

Emmett smirked, flashing a glimpse of his fangs. "No, the view was better from the back of the pack-" One hand roped around her, grabbing a handful of her full ass and pulling her in tighter to him. Serena giggled, meeting him with a full, open mouthed kiss as the other teenagers arrived at the camp.

Jules dropped her bag off to the side, meeting Zelda's eyes with a small glance towards the couple pressing together with a selfish abandon. "Those two!" Zelda snickered, rolling her eyes and gesturing towards the tent patch. "Should we try to set up?"

"Think they are just gonna make out the whole trip?" Jules grumbled, looking down at the perky retriever.

Zelda shrugged. "That doesn't seem very exciting or new, huh? I mean, that's the usual-"

Jules simmered, crossing her arms over her chest. "Yeah, that's what I mean-" For a moment longer, she pouted, but then she turned back to find Serena heading her way. "Should we get the tent set up?"

Zelda perked up, nodding. "Yes! Lets!"

Together, the four made quick work of the simple, cramped tent and set to grabbing logs for the campfire to the side. Before the afternoon light was really fading, they'd already coaxed a small flame into the center of the pit, flickering against the kindling as they flopped onto the offered log seats.

"Wow, we're really finally here..." Serena tipped her head up, watching the pink candy floss clouds float by overhead. Zelda, to her side, followed her lead with wide eyes. "You know, I hope you're not disappointed by your weekend in the woods, your expectations seem so high-"

"Well, I'll just have to do everything I can to not let that happen, huh?" Serena met Zelda's eyes with a grin. "What about you? What are your hopes for the woods?"

"Oh, well, I don't really know-" Zelda's lips pressed together, half-thinking. Serena shook her head, grabbing her friend's knee and leaning closer. "You can't do it that way! You have to have some ideas, something to strive for, right? Otherwise, how will you chase after it?"

With a soft click, Emmett balanced a phone inside one of their portable bowls, amplifying its soft, muted beats. He swayed, in place, to the melody as Serena met his eyes across the distance. "Come on, Zelda. Dance with me?" Serena's fingertips slipped up the other girl's thigh, skimming faintly over her fur and leaving soft divots behind before she grabbed onto her waist.

She squeezed, slightly as she pulled Zelda up to her feet and guided her towards Emmett and the

open space. The beat ebbed through the air, soft and thumping with the baseline. Her hips started to move, moving to the rising tempo of the beat as her feet eased her backwards to Emmett's front.

Subtlety grinding, Serena eased into dancing with a fluid familiarity, pulling Zelda along. The canine laughed, shaking her hips beneath her friend's guiding pull, starting to match her rhythm. The two faced off, hips moving in tandem as Emmett pressed up to Serena's shifting rump, letting the pert shape of her ass rub over the front of his jeans with teasing repetition.

Still lounging by the fire, Jules watched the two girls face off, hips matching together. Then, with a little smirk, Serena pushed one hip forward, "Now turn... Turn around-" Zelda followed the guidance, turning so her own, pert ass pushed back towards the goat doe, hovering in the open air in front of her.

"Come 'ere." Serena mumbled, eyes tilting down to the shape of Zelda's butt for a moment before she laughed, pulling the canine's slender hips back until her butt collided with Serena's crotch, starting to dance with their bodies skimming together.

The song's melody crested, voluming rising slightly higher as the beat transcended. The three teenagers, grinding and dancing in tandem, fell silent to the thumping beat. In the flickering firelight, Jules watched them dance amidst the sparkling of the small, escaping embers in the air.

Serena tipped her head back, letting Emmett watch the flickering dance of her hair as her eyes tilted up, nearly closed and trained on the open expanse of air.

Zelda's shoulders tipped, leaning back into the goat doe, letting her ass push flush to her with the beat's guidance setting their pace. She was lost in the music, eyes fully closed as her hands undulated with the noise, fingers flicking in front of her.

Emmett, at the back of the trio, was lost to a different beat. His eyes were tilted down at Serena's shaking ass, pushing his hips into the grinding friction of her body on his. His teeth tugged at his bottom lip, restraining himself as she pushed to the growing bulge in his jeans. His shoulders still found the beat of the music, but his focus was entirely different.

Jules, watching from the fire, leaned back onto the log, relishing in the show of swaying hips and wondering where this energy would lead as the cloaking safety of darkness continued to fall over the group's campsite.

"What will this trip bring?" She mumbled, asking the growing flame taking over the offered logs. She caught the shadow of Serena's butt, twisting in the air as her shirt pulled up over her underboob, flashing more of her bare tits with every move. "That... is the question."

***

"There you are!" Jackson's eyes locked with Freyja's as she crested up over the path's humped hill. Her hair was pushed back, twisted and flattened slightly at the back. Trailing behind her were Dean and Natalie, both equally mussed. Natalie's tongue swished over her lips before her throat bobbed with a series of quick swallows.

"They needed a rest-" Freyja explained, "Natalie's a lot smaller-"

Jackson's eyes skimmed over Natalie's form, her tits still swollen and pink framed in the swooping neckline of her top. "Well, next time you can rest with me, hmm?" He drawled, smirking before he turned back towards the trail. "We've got another big stretch in us, I think-" He gestured to the side. "There's a good sleeping patch here, but it's not very dark yet."

"I agree one hundred percent-" Freyja met his side, bumping his hip with her own. "I think we've got plenty more in the tanks-"

***

The three couples continued up the path. The crunch of their boots on the sand broken with half-whispered teasing and hushed discussion. Freyja bounced between her friends, flirting with abandon and watching as the shared anticipation for their final evening spot grew.

"How about here?" Jackson interjected, gesturing to an open clearing just through some brush.

Soft tracks in the sand showed that other campers had clearly used this spot before to rest for the night, tamping down the grass in a small line.

"Perfect, my legs are killing me-" Todd groaned, heading into the open clearing eagerly. Freyja trailed behind him, nudging the lion as she leaned into his side. "So, Todd..." She bit at her lip, meeting his side eye. "Don't tell the others I'm playing favorites, but it's been ages since I've had that cock, and well, I'm playing favorites. I can't wait to fuck you again-"

Todd smiled, though the faintest twinkle of mischief shown in his eyes. "I thought you might be a bit eager, but Gabe and I have a small condition of our own-" Gabe appeared at his side, eagerly bouncing on the balls of his feet. "You see, we've always wanted to try double penetration together-"

Freyja's eyes widened, remembering Todd massive length with a crystal clear memory that sent a pulsing throb through her cunt. "Together?" She swallowed, eyeing the front of Todd's pants where his own cock twitched. The lion nodded, lowering his voice to a conspiratory whisper. "I want to fuck your ass while Gabe fills up your cunt, Freyja. What do you think? Can we fill you up?"

"Fill me up? You just might break me-" She glanced over her shoulder as the others unpacked some of their overnight bags, setting up their meager camp. "Do you want an audience?"

"Whatever you want- I'm not so shy anymore," Todd smiled. "You're probably partially to thank for that, you know-" He reached out, grabbing the girl's side and pulling the doe easily towards him. Despite his nature, Todd was incredibly strong. He could easily dominate her, if he tried. "But either way, I want to feel you around me, doe. I've been aching for this. I knew you would let us break you-"

"Well, Todd. If you're so impatient, why don't you take what you want?" She puffed her chest out, leaning towards him as his hand tensed on her back, pulling her in closer. Gabe circled around her back, sliding his hands over his hips as he moved. While Todd's hands evoked 'strength' and 'power' even with the gentle tug of direction, Gabe's hands were incredible soft, covered in his fluffy, downy fur. His touch skimmed over her skin, finding the hem of her top and sliding his touch beneath.

At her front, Todd eased her top up over the expanse of her stomach, sliding the hemline steadily up over her soft stomach. By now, the others had noticed the scene starting to develop. Jackson found a spot by the firepit, coaxing it to life as he watched with a lazy grin. "Always ready..." He mumbled, shaking his had with amusement. Dean and Natalie met each other's eyes with a shared hunger, but they stayed by their things, happy to watch side-by-side with their hands exploring one another as subtlety as they could manage.

"I want to see those tits again-" Todd growled, leaning into the doe's soft thoat with a nip of his teeth. As he bent down to her, Freyja became more aware of the lion's looming size. His gentle personality threw her off, sometimes. But in reality, his size was almost double her own. He was nearly double her weight and several feet taller than her. She came barely up to his mid-chest when standing normally where she could see the muscles beneath his shirt straining beneath the loose fabric. His hands swept up her ribs, drawing her shirt up and over her head and exposing her full, round tits.

The chilled, night air rushed over her nipple as they bounced freely into the air, but Todd quickly covered one with the warmth of his lips while Gabe's hand wrapped around her, groping over the second with a nip at her throat. "I can't wait to feel you, Freyja..." He purred against her neck. His teeth were short and sharp, nibbling up the length of her throat.

Todd directed his attention to her shorts, starting to peel them down, leaving her panties clinging to her wet cunt as they dropped. "Spread you legs, slut-" He whispered, almost sweetly as he nudged her ankles apart. Between her thighs, her panties clung to her sex, capturing the exact shape of her sex beneath the dampening fabric.

Gabe's free hand nudged up against her cunt with a testing rub, tracing the line of her leaking slit. "Mm so wet already-"

Together, the two undressed her, peeling the panties away as their hands roamed over her body, tweaking her nipples to stiff peaks and scooping up the gathering excitement between her thighs as her panties dropped onto the grassy floor.

By now, their audience wasn't feigning disinterest. Natalie's hand snaked inside Dean's pants, feverishly pumping over him as her eyes trained their way. Jackson was the least involved, lazily watching them like they were simply porn on the computer screen.

With Freyja stripped down, they transitioned to a nearby rock, the smooth surface supporting Todd as he lifted the doe girl, seemingly without struggle up onto his lap. With rising impatience, the lion pushed into the doe's ass, easing into the tight, clenching ring of muscle using her leaking juices to ease his way.

"Oooh!" Freyja's eyes widened, pressing her heavy chest into the lion beneath her as he held her ass. His cock fed into her rump, stretching her out with every new inch as her pussy stretched open before Gabe.

He held out for nearly a minute, letting her adjust to the massive length pushing deeper and deeper, but impatience quickly won out and the hyena pressed his flared tip to her snatch. With a quick thrust, he plunged into her, instantly grinding his cock to Todd's through her inner walls.

The trio moaned in unison. Gabe's hands pressed into Freyja's back, sandwiching her down against Todd's firm form. Her breasts squashed down into him, cushioning against his chest as he maneuvered her like a doll over his length.

Freyja's breath quickened, rapidly struggling to control the warbling moans escaping her lips. "Ooh, fuck... God... Todd, you're huge-"

Gabe's own voice caught in his throat, struggling to stay silent against the sheer squeeze of the girl's double-stuffed insides. With every thrust, her clenching kegels massaged down his length, milking him.

"God... I don't even know how long I'll last-" Gabe muttered, grabbing onto the soft meat of Freyja's love handles.

"We'll just take her for another round then-" Todd growled, nipping Freyja's throat. "She's ours now-"

***

"Oof! It's actually getting dark now..."

Serena glanced over her head as she collapsed onto her seat beside the fire. Jules leaned back with her feet propped just at the edge of the flickering flames, keeping her bare paws warm in the falling temperature of the summer night. The goat girl huffed softly, catching her breath as Emmett turned the music into a faint background sound as the teenagers converged around the firepit.

Zelda stretched out her furred fingers, leaning towards the rising flames of the firepit. "Mm... that's so toasty!"

"Does this mean it's time?"

"S'mores time!"

With earnest, the teens started in on their roasting, easily spending the first hour of sunset until true darkness descended onto the quiet forest.

As the chocolate bars ran out and the roasting sticks were added as fuel to the fire, the conversation turned from the usual gossip and pop culture to the usual topic of moonlit conversations: sex.

"Do you ever have, just, recurring fantasies? Like dreams about it.. or just, always come back to it?" Serena asked, eyes flickering around the circle to skim over each of her friends before her focused dimmed back to the flames themselves crackling over the growing pile of embers.

"Doesn't everyone?"

"Sure, but what are yours?"

Zelda flushed, cheeks coloring slightly through her golden fur. "Serena.. I don't know-"

"Oh, come on. It's not such a big deal. I'm just curious."

"Well, I always think about Mr. Hadaway..."

"Isn't that your English teacher?" Emmett asked, raising a brow.

"Mhm... I don't know what it is, but whenever he's waving that basketball around with just one hand-" She gave a little whine of delight, shaking her shoulders as if chills raced down her spine. "He always pops up in my dreams."

"I think about sneaking around-" Emmett followed, voice low against the soft snap of the wood burning between them all. His eyes found Serena's across the flames, watching her reactions. "I love the idea of trying to get away with it at school, in the library... at a store, in the dressing room. Something about being caught-" He shrugged, signalling idly he was finished.

"Jules?" Serena prompted, glancing at the white-furred wolfess.

"I like torture-" She blurted, gently. Then, with a start, she backpedalled. "Not like that! Just, like... overstimulation, pushing them to their limit."

"Ah.. See that doesn't sound so bad," Serena giggled, nudging the girl's shoulder with her own. "Can't have too much of a good thing, hm?"

She paused for a moment and then realized it was now her turn. "I think a lot about being exposed... My favorite part of porn is always the beginning, the boring parts when someone undresses them. They always rush through it, but that's the best part, each new inch being exposed to the air, put on display for someone else or a crowd-" A little zip shot up the doe's spine. "I love it. I don't know why-"

For a few more minutes, they lingered on the topic of fantasy, but the conversation diverged towards dreams in general, diving into interpretations and more chatter about Mr. Hadaway until everyone retired into their cramped, budget-store tent.

The teenagers all crammed together in the family-sized tent, shoulder to shoulder leading them wall to wall with a little space for each to adjust themselves and their individual bags.

Serena and Emmett lay framed in the middle of their two friends, right in front of the door with their sleeping bags opened towards each other as they pressed close, murmuring in a minimal whisper. "Someone wants to put on a show, huh?" Emmett whispered, sliding his finger tips slowly onto the girl's waist, gliding his touch onto her thigh beneath the oversized t-shirt she wore to sleep.

"What do you think about it? Letting others watch? Maybe even touch me, inspect me-" She gave a small shudder in place, parting her legs enough to let one of his probing fingers rub over her clit.

"I think I could imagine it better with a demonstration..."

In silence, they slipped out of the tent, transferring to a flat-topped boulder across from the dimming fire. Emmett holds Serena by the waist, lifting her up onto the waist-height stone and leaning in to kiss her with the backdrop of crickets and crackling fire the only sounds.

"So, you're my little pet... to display, to show off however I want..." Emmett stepped back enough to leave space between them. His fingers glided down her sides along the natural curves of her hips and onto her thighs. Then, he pushed her knees apart, spreading them open and lifting her large shirt up over her head in a fluid movement. Only her little thong remained, covering her slit but leaving her ass bare on the rock beneath.

"This little thing covers so little..." His finger found her button once again, rubbing over the growing wet patch at the front of her panties while his lips found her ear with a nibbling kiss. "So, if someone was sitting at that fire, watching you illuminated by the firelight, would you want me to undress you-" His hands matched to his words, nudging her knees further apart and sliding a finger inside the thin crotch of her panties to push them to the side. "Would you want me to spread you open and show them your cunt?" His fingers each push to either side of her outer lips, pulling them apart to open a view to her pinky inner folds, glistening by the moonlight with her leaking arousal.

The cool air kissed up to her hot skin, only emphasizing the exposure. Emmett slowly started to slide a finger into her, finding a lazy pace as his lips toyed with her tender ear. "What a naughty girl, letting just anyone watch... letting them spy on you. What if someone was there, watching you? Touching themself to the sight of your cunt spread open, teasing them."

"If you're not careful, Serena, you just might tempt someone too much." His lips continued down her throat, letting the absence of his voice emphasize the wet slurp of his fingers pistoning into her wet snatch. Every pump of his digit sent droplets of her falling off onto the rock beneath.

"Roll over-" Emmett patted her side, guiding her. "On your knees, let me see your ass."

"Keep those legs spread for me. I want to make sure our audience can see it all..."

Emmett spoke in the fantasy, drawing a picture of the quivering goat girl, but he hadn't noticed that the tent flap had lifted minutes before as Jules stepped out, initially looking for her water bottle, but now frozen behind the edge of the firepit's opposite side, hiding where the light fell off into shadows as she watched the dimly lit show before her.

Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, cheeks burning hot beneath her white fur coat. In front of her, legs spread apart and asscheeks pulled open, was the dribbling cunt she fantasized about day-to-day. She could see the small glint as dripping excitement fell off the girl's wet slit as it caught the shreds of light in the nighttime. Her canine nose twitched, madly at the air, drinking in the musky scent of her friend's snatch spread open as if just for her to watch from across the fire.

Silently, almost holding her breath, Jules slipped one hand into her pants.

If Serena had known she was there, her next orgasm would have been even stronger.

***

"Ooh! God! Todd, fuck! You're gonna break me!" Freyja's mewling voice arched up in volume, warbling as Todd pounding into her pink puckered hole. Her ass clenched around his, spasming as Gabe pumped madly into her cunt. The pressure inside her was enough to break her words into little stuttering gasps between muffled cursed.

"Shh-" Todd hissed, spreading her ass further open for him as he thrust up, bottoming out inside her with every single thrust. His massive length pulsed inside her with growing intensity, promising to fill her with his load at any moment.

Gabe, standing behind her, braced one foot up against the rock, giving himself a better angle to pump deeper into her cunt, pressing to her inner walls. The two cocks pistoned in and out of her in varying patterns, giving her a slight reprieve when one pulled mostly out as the other found her deepest point, but when they both sat midway, pulsing inside of her, she felt like she'd rip at the seems.

"Mmm... God... OooOoo!"

"Shh!"

"I can't help-"

Before another moan burbled forth from the doe's mewling lips, Jackson appeared, cock stiff in front of her. His fingers curled onto her short horns and plunged himself into her lips with a firm twitch. "There, that'll shut ya up-"

For a second, he sat still inside her mouth, letting her adjust before he started to thrust in time with the others, adding a third to her double penetration with her horns held steadily like handles.

The steady slap of their hips colliding into her as each cock found its way into the heat of her body rose up through the trees, but her voice didn't make too much noise again.

After all, it'd be rude with her mouth full.

***

Back at the teenager's camp, the night's quiet noise had overtaken once again. Emmett and Serena slipped back into their center spaces on the tent, collapsing onto their bags exhausted and spent.

Jules hung back at the fire, listening for the crickets and final, dying crackles of the fading fire to be the only noise in the air before she retreated back to bed.

Sliding into the flap-door, Jules spotted Serena. The girl lay on her back, on arm reaching up above her head and the other draped across her chest. Her oversized shirt, hastily thrown back on, rode up with her arm revealing her waist and bare sex beneath to the open air.

In the dim light provided by the outside fire, Jules saw the soft puffy lips of the girl's sex, now right in front of her rather than meters away. She sucked in her breath, lowering onto her knees to crawl towards her sleeping bag, but she paused at her friend's side. Even in the faint light, she could see the glistening of Serena's sex and the slight pink of her clit framed between her lower lips.

Jules held her breath, almost quivering with the self-control as her fingers touched down on Serena's soft thigh. The fur was downy and dense, but short. She skimmed her touch upwards, nearing the girl's pelvis with tentative speed.

Once her fingertips skimmed across the soft crease of her waistline, Jules withdrew again, feeling her heart pounding madly just inside her chest. She almost felt like the others in the tent would hear the drum like beats of her pulse racing.

"I shouldn't..." She breathed, only to herself, yet her eyes continued to stare at her friend. The doe whined in her sleep, legs squirming atop her sleeping bag and falling open further, almost like an unknowing invitation.

"I really shouldn't..." Jules murmured again, but her fingers already began their slow race back up to her waist. This time, she let her touch dip inwards, sliding onto the soft mound of the goat's sex. Her lips parted, breath silently puffing into the night air, Jules traced down the doe's slit, feeling the rich heat of her cunt against her skin.

With each exhale, the wolfess felt her own breath whistle over her lips, seemingly the loudest sound in the world other than the race of her blood passed her ears. But, she pressed on. Her finger slipped into the squeezing space between her lower lips, probing for the opening of her sex.

Gently, she started to glide her touch up to the doe's clit at the top end of her slit before retreating to the opening of her cunt. Back and forth, she moved with a slowly, gentle touch that gathered and spread the natural, leaking lubrication Serena produced.

"Fuck..." Jules hissed, biting her lip as she leaned down towards the girl, hovering in front of her crotch. She saw the pink button of her clit, swollen with desire still and glittering with wetness. Tentatively, with her breath caught in her throat, her tongue swept over the little button. For a moment, she let herself lean into Serena's crotch, suckling over her clit.

Her tongue swirled over the little nub, feeling the beating of Serena's pulse inside. As she slept, Serena's cunt leaked with wetness. Her inner walls were still slick with Emmett's cum, leaking out the intermingling mess inside her. Jules could smell her musk swelling up around her, a natural, rich scent that only made the wolfess hotter. Her excitement got the better of her. She pursed her lips tighter, suckling in the swelling button of the doe's clit.

In response, Serena mewled in her sleep, writhing against her sleeping bag as Jules rapidly jolted backwards. Her heartbeat roared in her ears as she collapsed against her own spot. Once again, the crickets and the dying fire's noise filled the air: snapping and singing together. She lay perfectly still, catching her breath until her heart no longer pulsed through her entire head with each beat.

But her nerve was lost. She glanced over at the rising swell of Serena's breasts, hidden just behind her shirt. With a shake in her breath, she rolled onto her side, facing her friend as her fingers sunk between her own thighs once again.

The wolfess's cunt was drenched with need, leaking into her cotton panties and sticking the fabric flush to her skin. She felt the strings of her wetness drawing out as her digits pushed the bottoms away. With a wet squelch, she pumped her fingers into her own snatch, feverishly masturbating to the lingering taste of Serena's arousal on her tongue and the scent of her clinging to the air. She leaned back into her own sleeping bag, eyes sliding shut to let her mind run wild. Her knees fell open, giving her space to properly fingerfuck herself with the abandon she needed.

She didn't dare steal another touch, another taste...

***

"Mmm... someone must be waking up-" Freyja's eyes fluttered open, feeling the suddenly was of sunlight against her eyelids as she started to wake up.

With each second, the doe noticed what was waking her: large hands roamed over her form. One hand grabbed onto her breast, kneading the tit like pliable clay as the other rubbed over her clit, already pink and swelling beneath the touch.

"Good morning, pet-" Jackson crooned, voice low and rumbling against her ear as her eyes widened open to see his smirk hovering above her. His fingers skimmed down her stomach, leaving her breast aching for his warmth in the morning's cool chill. "I was wondering how long it'd take before you said hello-"

Freyja grinned, feeling the warm tingling of her cunt responding to his rubbing touch. "Mm, were you taking advantage of me?"

"Oh no. I was a perfect gentleman. I just thought this was the best way to wake you up... To ease you into the day ahead, hm?" His finger slid down her slit, curling up into her sex with a lazy pace. Slowly, he plunged one digit in and out... in and out. He was in no rush to finish her off, just toying with how her walls tensed and squeezed around him with every repetition.

"Wanted to stake your claim before everyone else then?" The doe leaned into him, lifting up to a lounging sit against his chest as her lips found his soft throat and kissed up towards his jaw.

"Wrong again, pet. You see, I have something to set up with you, and I didn't want to delay the morning's hike with it." He glanced over his shoulder where the other's were also waking up. Their sleeping bags rustled with their stretching and shivering while a brave figure started to prod the fire to life for morning coffee amidst the fallen, dawn dew.

"Oh? What would that be?" Freyja's head tilted to the side, trying to decipher Jackson's smug expression. His usual shit-eating grin seemed even more self-assured than usual.

"I have a couple gadgets for you..." Fluidly, Jackson traded the finger pumping in and out of the girl with a smooth, silicon toy. The length was longer than his finger, but considerably smaller than the males on the trip, but with a subtle girth and a long, slender base. As the tip sunk into her sex, easily using the lubrication of her own excitement, the base fit up to her slit nudging into the contours of her form and covering her clit with a small cupping shape.

Before she could respond to the first surprise, another tip pressed to the tight pucker of her ass, still faintly throbbing from last night's use. Jackson leaned down to her chest, nibbling at one of her swollen nipples as he began to press the plug forward into her ass. "You see, love." His lips swapped to the other breast, licking over the smooth, pink nub as the plug began to widen the squeezing muscles of her ass.

"These aren't just your usual toys..." The plug hit its widest point, pushing against the same worn muscles Todd had pushed to their limit the night before. Freyja whimpered, clenching now around the dildo now buried inside her, comfortably filling her insides. "These are special toys, bluetooth toys..." The plug shifted forward, sliding and then stopping as it hit its full insertion, sitting just inside her rump and safely stopping with another molded base.

"With the press of a button here-" Jackson held up his cell phone. "This can happen-" With a jolt, the molded form of the first toy, nestled against her clit, buzzed to life with a steady vibration. "Ooh!"

"Or, maybe this..." Jackson's tumb tapped against his screen, triggering the thrusting motion of the dildo in her cunt. Suddenly, the length of it seemed to pulse inside her, mimicking a steady, shallow fucking that drove into her g-spot with each pulse.

"And even this-" Another tap on the screen swapped to the plug in her ass. It buzzed to life with a patterned buzz, flaring in strength before dimming back to a gentle hum against Jackson's voice.

"Since you love trotting in front of the pack all day, shaking that ass.. We thought it only fair there be something in the show for us to control, Freyja. So, everyone has this app. Everyone has access to the toys buried inside of you, and at anytime, we can decide to play with you. Better yet, you'lll never even know who's doing it, so you can't flirt your way out of this one, pet." His teeth skimmed over her nipple as a hand cupped around the girl's jaw, pulling her in for a deep, short kiss. "I can't wait to see you trembling in your boots... Cumming in the middle of the trail, even."

As he pulled back, helping the girl slide a pair of simple, black panties up over her ass to help secure the toys inside, Jackson smirked. "You know, after all this time, I think I've improved on hiking."

***

"Mmph-" Serena grunted, squinting up into the sunshine pouring through the tent's skylight windows. She stretched in her bag, rolling atop the crumpled fabric. "Is it morning already?"

As she stretched, turning to each side to check on her friends, the other three continued to sleep. Their faces dove down into the darkness of their sleeping bags.

Serena's eyes went wide, for a moment, realizing they were still sleeping. "Oh!" Without another sound, she rose from her spot and slipped out of the zippered door of the tent. The cool, morning air sent a zipping chill down her spine. "We're gonna need firewood-" She gave a small shake, settling her long t-shirt back over her form, though with the smallest bend of her waist, her ass would reappear just under the hem of it.

"I'll go find some, I guess-" She slipped into her shoes, leaving her outfit otherwise unchanged as she rounded out into the wider trails, seeking out good branches to re-create their fire for breakfast.

"Oh, there-" Serena paused, bending over to scoop up the falling branches she spotted. Her long shirt rose up over her ass, revealing the bare, sparkling slit of her cunt to the cool, morning air just as a pair of morning hikers appeared around the same bend she'd walked to get there. The two, college students undoubtedly froze in place at the sight of the ass-up girl framed just off the side path. The leopard and panther alike just stood there until she heard the crunch of their heels settling atop the clustered leaves and glanced back.

"Why, hi there-" The doe bit her bottom lip, slowly rising back up and turning around. "Isn't the view out here just... lovely?" She glanced over herself before meeting their eyes again.

"Uhh.."

"Ehh..."

She stalked closer, step by step. "It's lucky you guys found me, actually. You see, no one else from my camp is awake yet, but it's such a good morning for a fuck-" The boys' eyes shot open at 'fuck' instantly widening like deer caught in a headlight.

"No need to be so shy-" Serena paused, thinking for a moment before she turned back around, skimming the area until she spotted a short raised just a few feet off the ground. "Here, how about, you come to me... if you'd like to start you day off right."

The doe slowly made her way to the spot, swaying her full hips with each and every step as she went until she stood in front of the flat stool. There, she bent over, placing her palms onto the wood as a balancing spot before she reached up, grabbed her shirt by its center, and peeled the entire garment up and over her head in a fluid, practiced motion.

There, her entire form was exposed. Other than the clunky combat boots she wore laced over her socks, she was naked. Her full ass lifted up into the air, her short puff of a tail dancing just above it while her cheeks pulled apart with the spreading of her legs. Her cunt, pink and sparkling with excitement, framed just between the smooth cheeks of her rump. Both holes, the tight star of her ass and the hot pink entrance of her snatch, sat in full view, waiting to be used.

On her front, her tits hung forward, heavy and swaying beneath her as she glanced over one shoulder. "Don't leave me hanging, boys... I'm all alone here in these woods..." One hand dipped between her thighs, slowly starting to pump one finger in and out of her cunt, mewling as she pleasured herself.

Her noises seemed to break the spell on the shocked boys. The leopard stepped forward first, finding a quick pace to her backside. "What kind of slut just fucks the first guy she sees?" He growled, slapping a hand down onto her full ass.

"I'd say the best ones, hm?" She retorted, grinning as his free hand grabbed onto the soft meat of her waist and pulled her back. He ground himself into her ass, letting the bulge in his jeans swell until the fabric begged to burst open.

By then, the panther trailed behind. His hands nervously ran up the doe's back, circling down to her heavy tits swaying beneath her. He groaned in the back of his throat, groping one full grasp of tit in his hand. "Mmm... you like my big tits?" Serena murmured, looking up at the timid boy. Her lips spread apart, giving him a tiny glimpse at the warm insides of her mouth before she spoke. "Let me drain your cock while you touch me... I'm right here... Use me-" The panther jolted into action, fishing his cock from his jeans and shucking them open in a beat before he presented his tapered tip to her.

Serena wasted no time. Her lips latched onto his tip and dove forward, drinking down every inch of him with a soft, buzzing moan.

His friend's blowjob set off the other feline who suddenly plunged himself into Serena's offered cunt, instantly bottoming himself out as his hands pulled her ass open to let him watch as his cock disappeared, inch by inch, into her pink snatch.

"Ooh..." Her moan muffled into the panther's crotch before the steady, wet slurping of her blowjob started to fill the air. The panther's soft, velvet fingers continued to grope her chest, kneading her breasts as they hung below her back up towards her chest, relishing how gravity wobbled them when he released each orb.

Behind her, the leopard had lost himself to the sheer rhythm of the fuck. He griped onto her natural waist with a white-knuckled grip, pistoning back and forth with the feverish pace of a man paying by the minute. His cock shot in and out of the deepest reaches of the doe's cunt over and over with an echoing slap of his hips meeting hers each and every time.

"Oh! Oh!" Serena's lips tightened on the cock in her mouth, slurping his length with a new vigor as she felt the pressure rising in her cunt. The spitroasting pair, touching her with two sets of hand, filling her and manhandling her, was a new level of stimulation. The scene, so like her fantasies, had the teen flying towards orgasm. Her voice was lost mostly into the panther's crotch, but she mewling with delight nonetheless, buzzing her lips around him as she sucked eagerly, milking his own orgasm out of him with a frightening speed.

"Fucking whore..." The leopard grunted, panting as he pounded into her. "... Used in the woods... fuck! That cunt is tight!"

"I-I..." Serena didn't finish her muffled sentence, but her pussy spoke for her. Her walls clamped down, spasming around the leopard buried inside just as his own orgasm flared the barbs of his cock, dragging them against her innermost walls as he locked inside of her, cumming in short, hard spurts that shook his entire frame.

The sudden suction of the tensing girl quickly send the third of the trio into his own finish. Mewling out a weak moan, the panther filled her mouth with a spurt of cum before jerking back and shooting the rest across her open lips and face, dotting her features with thick gobs of semen.

"Oh...Oh..." Serena panted into the air, reeling from the short, powerful orgasm that throbbed through her cunt. "Well, forget the fire. I'm warm."

***

"Okay! Okay! Just because you all have your little game, that doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on your for this hike!" Freyja stamped her foot, gesturing up the dusty hill ahead of them on the path. "In fact, I think I might-" Before she could finish the sentence, the plug buried inside her butt buzzed to life with a sudden flare of power.

The toy vibrated against her sore insides, making her suck in her breath, losing her train of thought. "T-That isn't nice!" She retorted instead, sweeping her eyes over the group, but none of them gave away who had flicked on the toy.

When the plug settled, Freyja just shook her head and started up the trail. As usual, she wore tiny shorts. The black fabric clung to her roung, shapely ass, perfectly revealing what she looked like just beneath the layer of cloth. With every step, the bottom hem would rise, giving a peek of her asscheek as she climbed.

As the group walked, the entire party relished in tormenting the goat who usually had such command over them all.

"Wanna see that ass tremble, Gabe?" Todd asked, holding his phone, glancing up at the hiking goat.

"I don't know, it'd be a shame if someone spotted us. We are so high... There's not much cover-"

Then, the dildo in her began to thrust. The movement was a steady rocking as the toy's inner working actually shifted inside the silicon, mimicking the rocking of a cock inside of her. Instantly, the doe's thighs spasmed, clenching down and squeezing her inner walls as the toy pulsed against her g-spot with a mechanical, unwavering power.

"Ooh, fuck!" She paused mid-step, leaning slightly forward. The position revealed more of her ass, hovering a small glimpse of her bottom just above the crowd behind her as the plug once again flared to life, buzzing beneath her shorts.

Jackson, following up the back of the pack, just smirked to himself knowing that this was only the start of the day and already he could see the patch of moisture soaking through the girl's shorts, her excitement spreading through the fabric.

***

"How's it goin'?" Freyja bobbed her head in a nod, repeating back the standard greeting as the hiking group passed another: three middle ages furs seemingly having a guy's weekend. Just as she passed the leader of the group, the toy on her clit buzzed to life.

"Oh!"

"Huh?" The stranger glanced her way, eyebrows knitting together.

"Nothing! Just.. ankle, ya know!" Freyja put on a wide smile, internally gritting herself against the buzzing whirr on her sore, swollen clit. For hours, they'd been hiking. Much of it smooth, uninterrupted, but then one of the toys would buzz to life, or two, or even all three together. The group played it incredibly cool, never revealing who was controlling her, which somehow, made it even hotter.

Freyja was used to total control on the trails. Even when she found a dominating male, she initiated, she teased them, but now, now she was at the whims of the entire group. All five of them were controlling her, making her drip into her panties without relief for their own amusement.

She grit her teeth, fighting back the moan threatening to bubble forward as the dildo inside her began to thrust, steadying working against her g-spot. The toy was perfectly placed, pressed upwards by the tightness of her panties and shorts so that it didn't deviate from the most sensitive patch of her inner tunnels. She couldn't shift and squirm to lessen the impact. She was stuck as the toys worked her over, steadily increasing the growth arousal inside of her.

By afternoon, Freyja's mind is a mess. As the others chat vacations and local gossip, she can't focus. Her mind keeps wandering, wondering if a stranger might fuck her and give some relief from the unwavering torment of the toys teasing her, keeping her right at the edge of a proper orgasm without full relief.

"What's the matter, Freyja?" Jackson crooned, arriving at her side with a quick step. "Aching for some relief? Tired of the constant teasing? Working you up only to leave you aching for satisfaction?" His fingers slipped up her lower back before sliding down to press against the plug in her ass. "Isn't that what you do to all of us? Everytime? Waggling that little ass-" On the word, the plug buzzed to life inside her, pressed firmer by Jackson's finger. "Wearing those tight shorts... letting your tits bounce..." He leaned in, nipping her throat. "I hope you're soaking those shorts. I want you to leave your uscent all over this trail, maybe tonight someone will hunt you down for some satisfaction-"

The plug switched off, but the dildo started thrusting again. Freyja moaned into the air, whimpering. "Oh come on.. I'm so wet... Please-" She turned, facing her party. Her hands swam up her front, grabbing the full heft of her breasts. "Doesn't someone want to feel how soaked I am after hours of your teasing? Who wants to fuck me first? Get the first, pent-up orgasm?" She bit her lip, studying her friends' faces, but no one gave in. Instead, all three toys inside her flared to life.

"Oh come on!" She mewled, turning back up the bath and starting the hike again, legs quivering. Eventually the toys would still, for now.

***

Hiking up the mountain from the opposite direction, the teenagers were now all on the trail themselves. Serena walked beside Emmett, trailing behind Jules and Zelda this time as they followed up the rising trails and the doe re-counted her morning to the husky.

"So you just asked them to fuck you?" Emmett asked, panting through his parted lips.

"Mhm. I just... asked. Then, I bent right over and waited for them to come take me- God, it was so hot, Emmett. I just.. I felt the wind on my ass, on my cunt. Then, I felt a hand. He grabbed me. Then, the cock-" She gave a delightful quiver. "He fucked me like he didn't care. He just pounded me. I've never felt it like that-" She looked over Emmett's face, checking his reaction, but his eyes were wide with nothing but excitement.

"Walk in front of me-" He demanded, voice soft, but forceful. Serena blinked, but she listened, stepping a few paces in front of him. From behind, Emmett could see her shorts rising up her ass. As the reached a high point of the trail, where the path was almost a vertical climb, he grabbed the girl's ass. "Stop here. Just stop. I want to feel you-"

His fingers scooped inside her tiny shorts, curling around the fabric and pushing it out of the way to reveal the girl's bare cunt just inside the cloth. In front of them, Jules and Zelda hadn't yet noticed their missing friends. They continued on with a slow crunch of their feet on the ground. Serena was hot with need. She leaned forward, hands on the rocks beneath as her ass jutted out for his touch.

Emmett stared, for a moment, at the wetness gathering on the girl's snatch before he dove a finger into her right in the center of the trail. "Oh fuck... you're sloppy wet-"

"I'm so horny, Emmett." Serena whimpered. "I can't describe it. I just feel helpless. I'd do anything-" She moaned a faint mewl as his finger picked up speed with a wet slapping sound. "I just want to be used."

"Fuck-" Emmett grunted, fingering her faster. The noise of his fist impacting with every thrust of his index finger started to echo out from between them. "You're so fuckin' hot, Serena. I want to see someone touch you..."

From ahead, Jules had realized they lagged behind, appearing atop the slight rise with a knitted brow. "What the-?"

"Jules!" Emmett jolted, meeting her eyes. "Do you want to touch Serena?"

A gay panic washed over the wolfess, instantly widening her eyes. "W-what?"

Emmett shook his head, as if struggling for words. "Come here. Come fuck her." Jules remained frozen for a beat longer, casting her eyes down over her friend. Serena's eyes were glassy, but she looked up at the wolfess with a blush-speckled face. "Please, Jules? I've never been so horny... Do anything to me. Whatever you want. I just want to be your plaything."

Jules felt a zip down her spine. Instantly, her cunt clamped tightly and she clambored down the slight incline back behind the doe. Her shorts were pulled out of the way of her cunt, but as Emmett stepped back to give the wolfess space, her hands descended onto Serena's upturned ass. She grabbed the shorts from the top, peeling them down to expose the girl's full, bare ass: "Let me see that ass..." Her eyes raced over the view, finally up close and in full sunlight. She could see every detail of the other girl's cunt and asshole spread out in front of her.

Her hands pressed down onto each cheeks, kneading them before spreading the cheeks wide open. "Fuck... look at that perfect, pinky pussy... Did you know, Serena? Do you know how long I've wanted to touch this perfect cunt..." One hand shifted off her ass, fingers sliding down the soaked slit of the doe. One finger prodded her sex, starting to plunge into the moist heat of her. "God, you're a mess, Serena. Do you like being on display? Right here on the path? Anyone could find you... and frankly, I don't really want to share you yet."

Jules bent over her friend's butt, nipping at the soft flesh before she dragged her tongue up the girl's slit, tasting that familiar, earthy flavor she'd stolen a taste of the night before. Emmett, hovering behind, was watching with unblinking eyes, dick worrying hard in front of his jeans.

The wolfess pressed her lips to her friend's cunt, lapping up her slit with a rapid speed as her fingers started to piston pump inside of her, fucking her with a quick, curling motion that rammed each digit at her g-spot over and over.

"Oh, God! Jules! Fuck!"

"Careful-" Jules huffed against her skin. "The louder you moan, the more people might discover you. Do you want to be discovered by another group? Feel another cock in your cunt? Your ass? Do you just want to stay here, ass up waiting for who might discover you?" The doe's walls clamped down on Jules pumping fingers, nearly locking her inside of her snatch. "Yeah, you like that idea, don't you?"

"If I had known you were such a dirty little slut, I would have acted sooner, Serena. I thought you were just a slut for Emmett, but no. You'll give it up for anyone, won't you? Anyone who wants to have a sample of you, you'll share. You'll lift up your ass and let them take.. Take.. take.." Her voice was ragged, broken with the wolf's own rising arousal. Her fingers were faster now, her whole arm in the motion of finger-fucking the girl's exposed cunt. Behind them, the trail stretched out, open. There was nothing to hide them from a random hiker at any moment, but frankly neither of the girls would have noticed another audience member. Serena was utterly lost to the rhythm of the fingers curling inside her and the sound of Serena's voice tormenting her while Jules was living out the recurring fantasy of her last year hanging out with the goat doe.

"In fact, I think maybe I want a little more than I can have here..." She stole another wet kiss from the snatch spread before her before she nudged Serena to her feet, shorts still stretched at her ankles. One hand smacked down against one rounded cheek with a spank before she directed the doe towards the bank of grass by the path.

"Come here... to the grass. I want to see all of you-"

***

"Okay. This is camp?" Freyja's hair was pushed back, mused from the heat of the air and her own fidgeting. Her shorts had a clear patch of soaked wetness through the fabric. The cloth clung to her, sticking to the shape of her cunt and revealing some of the shape of the toys still inside of her hours later.

The doe leaned into Jackson's chest, head tilted up to look at him as her full chest mashed into his own, pressing them flat against the wall of his muscles. "We made it... you tormented me, I'll beg... but now I want to return the favor. Let me milk you-"

"Oh, you want to milk me?" Jackson turned slightly to better face the girl, his hand ran down her side, lifting one leg up against him to give him open access between her thighs. One finger started to rub over her clit, pushing the toy against her before he skimmed down the line of her slit to push the crotch of her shorts aside. "Have I tormented you enough? Do you think?"

"Mhm! I'm so wet, Jackson. I'm leaking.. My shorts are wet... soaked through. I'll drip onto the ground without them. Please, I want to feel you-"

Jackson smirked, finding the base of the toy. He started to gently pull it back, pumping the dildo back and forth just enough to let her feel it moving inside her. "Right here? Should I lift you up and fuck you right here? In the middle of camp with everyone to watch?"

"Yes, please. I don't even care. Anywhere. However you want-" Her eyes tilted up to him, hips grinding towards the toy as he held it, idly pumping it in and out of her.

"Mm.. a little show for our friends, let them watch you finally get some relief after hours and hours of teasing you-" He started to work the toy faster, pumping it in and out of her, pulling back to the very

tip before plunging it back into her again. The full length of the toy glided into her, stretching her walls with each repetition. "Beg for me, Freyja. Convince me-"

"Please, Jackson. Please, fuck me. I want to feel your cock. This toy... this toy is nothing compared to your dick. I want the real thing. Her hips were squirming, writhing forward to meet every thrust of the toy with it's full range of motion. Freyja's cheeks were hot, knowing the others were all watching her right in the middle of camp, blantantly pleading for sex. Any illusion of dominance she had was faltering, falling away as she whimpered against Jackson's unwavering smirk.

Jackson's free hand grabbed the goat doe's horn, tipping her head to the side and revealing he soft throat with a nipping bite. "You want me to fuck you? To let you feel a real cock finally? Right here? Should I trade them?" He eased the dildo back, leaving only the very tip inside her for a beat, and another... but then he thrust back forward, quickening the pace.

In the midst of his words, the buzz of the ass plug started, vibrating inside of the girl's clenching rump. Freyja's voice broke with a warbling moan. "Please, Jackson. God, I want to feel you. I need to cum-"

"Oh, you need to cum?" Jackson picked up his pace. He used the entire range of his arm to drive the toy forward and back with a steady, quick power. The wet slap of her cunt squeezing around it echoed through the clearing as droplets of her glimmering wetness flew off from the toy, landing atop the grass below her. "You want to cum, need to cum... Right here in front of everyone like the little slut you are..."

The toy pumped in and out of her, faster than all the teasing on the trail, harder. The tip nudged to her g-spot over and over again, perfectly building the plateaud tension inside her.

Finally, Freyja felt her orgasm building, truly building from deep in her gut. Her eyes were almost closed, rolling back in her head as she clung onto Jackson's strong muscle, leaned into the grasp on her horn, and moaned into the air, blantantly desperate to cum.

Then, the toy just stopped. Jackson eased the dildo to a rest inside her. Gently, he tugged her shorts back over top of the base and lowered her back to a straight standing position.

"Did you forget?" Jackson asked, watching Freyja reel with confusion as her building orgasm fizzled away without every reaching fruition. "You're not just a slut, Freyja. You're my pet, my toy... You'll wait until I'm ready to play-"

***

"Oh my god.." Serena groaned, glancing over the clearing off the path. Their feet all came to a crunching stop, but the goat doe shook her head. "That spot sucks. It's so rocky- let's just keep going." She looked over her shoulder, eyeing the wolfess behind her. "Besides, the further we go the more private it will be, I bet."

Emmett's hand grabbed the girl's ass, squeezing hard. "I can't wait to watch you eat her out. I want to fuck you will your face is buried in a cunt-"

Serena blushed beneath her dark, dusty fur, but her smile betrayed her. "God... I'm still throbbing... I've never cum so many times in a row... so hard-" She caught Jule's eye and bite her lip. "I just... fuck-" She glanced back at the rocky campsite.

"Maybe we should just stop..."

Jules laughed, shaking her head. "Nuh uh uh. Now come on. No one deserves to sleep on a rocky spot just because someone is horny. Let's go-" She patted the doe's rump, leaning into her ear. "Besides, I love watching your ass work in those little shorts-"

"Oh?"

From the back of the pack, Zelda followed behind them. She tentatively joined in at their last stop, letting Emmett touch her as they both watched the other two together, Jules working Serena into a spree of orgasms with nothing more than her unwavering dirty talk, quick fingers, and eager tongue.

"You know.. I think I want to see that ass properly again..." Jules's fingers ran down the other girl's back, grabbing at her waist and scooping her fingers into the waistband of Serena's tight bottoms.

In a fluid motion, she peeled the clinging shorts down, revealing the round, plump bottom of the doe until the shorts dropped into the sand beneath. "I'll hold onto these-" Jules grinned,

cupping a hand around a naked cheek with a squeeze. "I think this will improve the view exponentially."

"You know, I think we should really hike for the best possible camp site-" Emmett agreed, watching Serena walk with bare rump exposed. Her legs pulled apart with every step, exposing her snatch against a backdrop of the sunset falling behind the rocky edges of the mountain around them.

"What if someone see?" Zelda questioned, timidly watching her friend's rump swing.

"Maybe they'll just enjoy the view?" Serena gave a shrug, though a blush burned beneath her fur. She felt the tingle of danger, same as Zelda, at the idea of being discovered, but it only added to the heat rising between her thighs. The idea of someone seeing her bottomless, cunt-out sent a wave of arousal through her. She almost wanted it to happen.

"What would they do if they found you?"

"Take advantage? Maybe see you as a freebie offering, grab you and take you against a tree for their own?"

"Film you, send it to all their friends: "Look at this slut I saw in the wood, her ass out as she hiked-" You could end up any where on the internet, used as fap material until the end of time."

Serena's cheeks were hot, but her sex only grew wetter, glistening with need.

"Come on, get walking. I can't wait forever to fuck you again-"

***

Back at the adult's camp, Freyja had suffered through another hour of teasing as they unpacked and eaten dinner. Food had distracted her friends, for a time, but once the plates were stacked away they were once again tormenting her.

"I think it's time for our recreation-" Jackson leaned into Freyja's side, kissing at her jaw. "But this time, it's a little bit better."

"What does that mean?" The goat doe looked across the fire to her friends, but Jackson turned her face back to him. "Come 'ere."

Together, they slipped into the woods, following roughly the same path as before. Jackson searched for a strong, fitting branch. This time, he was a bit more prepared with ample, specified rope rather than a simple belt. He found the spot and pulled Freyja towards him, gripping her waist. "Tell me how bad you want it-"

"Fuck, Jackson. I can't... I'm dripping. I need a fuck... I want you to fuck me again, please-"

"Convince me." Jackson shucked open his pants, revealing the same, thick girth she continued to love. The goat doe dropped to her knees as the toy in her cunt buzzed to life, starting it's pistoning fuck again as her lips found Jackson's tip.

She wasted no time, sucking him down her muzzle. His hands fell to her horns, using them as handles to pull her down onto him right down to his base where her nose buried into the musk of him.

"Fuck... that's a girl. Good-" Jackson pulled her in with a tug. "See, that's how you get what you want..." He groaned, bucking his hips in time with her lips suckling over him. His strong fingers wrapped firmly around each horn, keeping a steady hold on her, just how she liked. For a few minutes, he let her work, relishing the pumping of her lips, but before he finished, he pulled her back up.

"But, I'm not so easy to convince."

Step-by-step, Jackson carefully knotted around Freyja's arms and wrist again, carefully securing her to the tree branch over head. The toys remained inside her, held by their respective flared bases.

"You see, this time... everyone is waiting for their go with you-" he leaned into her ear, whispering in a raspy, rough voice. "-but everyone has a special tool of their own. We've all brought toys... accessories. Whatever they wanted to use on you. If you're lucky, someone else might find you too, because see, I might have left some clues on the trail... some signs that something was here, a little treat for the taking-"

With that, Jackson kissed her cheek and stepped away, leaving Freyja in the small, wood clearing with her arms above her head. Her shorts and top still covered her, but not for long...

Back at camp, Jackson explained to the others what he'd done, really, to make this second time around even better than before. "I posted on a fetish forum, a local one. I explained the fantasy, some rules... and I basically invited anyone willing to drive here to come fuck here. I explained the trails, a map.. I got about 60 responses of interest, now... that many won't show up, but even half would... insane-" He chuckled. "Whether or not she's ready, she's going to get the hiking trip of her fantasies."

***

"My turn already..." Dean appeared

with a snap of a branch and his low voice. "I thought maybe Jackson had more in mind for the introduction-" The light above was still starting to fade, so Freyja could see that Dean already undressed. He had his cock in hand, already stroking over the length as he approached her. In his other hand, a thin string d

angled from his grasp.

"Wondering what this is?" Dean murmured, reaching her side and leading over her nipples with a soft kiss. "These are my surprise..."

The item came into focus as he raised the nipples clamps up. One by one, he licked over her teats, bringing each nipple to a stiff peak that would fit inside the grabbing tongs of the clamps. "I wanted a little something more to grab onto-" His hips started to grind into her, rubbing his thick, girthy cock against her thigh. Once he started to feel the heat of her against him, his patience began to fade. The elk made quick work of undressing her, peeling away her shorts and then tearing her shirt between her tits, letting it hang onto her arms to expose all of her.

Then, the nipple clamps came in action. Once they were in place, squeezing her nipples with a chain dangling between them, Dean eased the dildo out of her dribbling cunt and replaced it with his own significantly larger cock. One thrust rocked her up against the tree trunk behind her. "Fuck... Yes. I've been waiting to use this hole-"

His hands scooped up her thighs, pushing her into the steadying force of the tree trunk as he started to pound into her with rough abandon. After hours of teasing, hours of aching for something more than the dildo, Dean's thick girth sent Freyja over the edge. She didn't even have a retort. She just clung to him with her squeezing legs and moaned for his cock with every thrust.

***

"Well, well, well..." A soft voice came from the words. By now, Freyja was bathed in the darkness of night. Far enough for the fire, there was nothing to add light here naturally. She could tell by the voice it was Natalie, the petite rabbit.

"Mm, Natalie. Why aren't you have your moment on the tree tonight, hmm?" By now, Freyja didn't have a shred of clothing left. She hung utterly nude, smeared with cum up her thighs and across her stomach. Her ass plug remained, but the other toys were in the grass beneath her, waiting for potential re-use or simply forgotten. Her breasts heaved with every breath, already feeling the effects of her first hour in place.

"No, no, no... Why would I want to do that?" Natalie arrived in front of her, sliding her nails up through the doe's chest to grab one of her full, heavy tits with a kneading grasp. "I had something else in mind, actually. Very different." She leaned into Freyja's neck. "I'm looking forward to you being held in place for me, for once." Then, Freyja felt a small nudge against her thigh, a little poke. Glancing down, she watched as Natalie nudged up close, positioning her hips until the strap-on wrapped around her own waist and thighs plunged into the other girl. The dildo attached was massive, long and thick enough to rival even Todd. That, Freyja realized with a long, open-mouthed moan, was the benefit of a strap-on. The size was limitless.

Natalie, despite her size, had the speed and virility of Jackson as she started to thrust forward. Her pace faltered only once as she found a stance for her smaller height, but then her bouncing energy translated into a tireless, pistoning fuck as Freyja clung to her bounds and mewled into the air. Every thrust seemed to push right up to her cervix, pulling back with a massage against every inch of her insides before repeating all over again.

Unf... Unf... The steady chorus of sex in-action echoed around them, uninterupted until the soft snap of a twig from the main trail.

"Holy shit-" A voice murmured, a stranger.

Natalie glanced over, smirking. "Mm, someone else has found you, little slut-" She eased back, removing the thick girth of the toy with her before she raised her voice towards the new arrival. "Come on over, you can have her."

"Have her?" Natalie turned and disappeared back towards camp as the stranger round closer. With each step, Freyja strained to see who it would be, but the darkness was too good a cover. She couldn't make out the species, let alone if she recognized the face. "Well, well, well... what is this doing out in the forest?" Hands found her body, gliding up to her tits with a firm squeeze. "I've been hiking in these woods and I haven't ever found a slut hanging in the trees. This... truly is a surprise."

The hands on her tits squeezed hard, kneading and massaging the soft tissue as hips ground into her. Freyja stretched her legs, wrapping them around the stranger and pulling him into her. "It's your lucky day-" She whispered, pressing her chest into his touch. "Do whatever you want... I like to be a toy."

"Is that so?"

"Mhm-"

"Well, my momma always told me toys were to be shared-" For a second, Freyja didn't understand, but then the distinct snap and crackle of leaves and sticks breaking under foot filled the clearing.

One pair of feet, two.. three? Freyja couldn't separate the noise into distinct footsteps. She just heard a sudden wash of newcomers. "Don't worry though, they'll wait their turn. I want to have the first go-"

His cock plunged into her thick and broad. Freyja realized it must be a horse based solely on the size that suddenly filled her. But with every plunging thrust, she couldn't help but think of the line behind him, how many men were there? Waiting to plunge their cocks into her? How many were already ready? Cock in hand?

The stranger bottomed out, grunting as he squeezed her hips.

"Ready to play then?"

***

"Hey, w-what's that?" Serena flinched slightly to the soft sound from the side. The teens had been hiking for ages. The darkness had somehow re-energized them. The cool air and the cloak of night had left them to play and search for a campsite at the same time, elongating their patience. By now, they'd wandered well into the night.

"I don't know..."

"Shh!"

All four of the teenagers froze in place, listening against the soft whistle of the wind through the trees on either side of the path. Emmett and Jules tall ears pivoted, catching the nose as it repeated, a faint whining voice.

"It's coming from over here-"

Carefully, Emmett crept forward, keeping his ears working to pinpoint where the sound originated as he stepped into the woods. Step by step, the noises grew louder and clearer.

It was a voice, a whimpering, female voice. "Oh fuck... Mmm.." Emmett froze, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the minimal light as much as they would, but he still struggled to see much beyond the silhouette of a large-chest girl standing against a tree, arms overhead.

Before he could sneak closer, a man suddenly appeared at his side, heading the opposite way. "It's a free-fuck, dude. Go nuts."

"What?" Emmett's eyes went wide, confused.

"It's a free fuck. Free for all. You can go fuck her. It's cool."

"H-how do you-"

"Man, relax. Just go fuck the slut. She'll beg for it. She loves anything-"

Emmett reeled, but he didn't ask again. He crept forward into the darkness until the shape of Freyja was obvious in front of him. Only then, his hands landed onto her hips, roaming up over her form in the cover of darkness.

Panting hard, dribbling with cum, Freyja didn't speak. She was leaning into her bounds, resting against the strength of the rope. She lost count of her partners already and throbbed with every second.

Emmett's hands were soft, but eager across her form, groping her massive chest with a grunt of appreciation before his cock began to grind between her ass cheeks, probing to the tight pucker of her sex, already oozing with a steady leak of cum.

"Fuck..." He whispered, more to himself than the doe. She was just a hole to use, but that only sent a zip of heat up Freyja's spine. His cock pushed forward, tapered and smooth as he eased into the tight clamp of her asshole. The teenager gave a soft whine, feeling the tight muscles of her rump clench around him, but once he slapped his pelvis into her, he found his pace.

He fucked her fast, eagerly using the offered ass before wiping his dribbling cum across her thigh and retreating back to his waiting friends.

"It's a girl-"

"What?"

"It's a girl, tied up. Free-use. I fucked her!" Emmett's eyes glimmered in the moonlight, totally impressed with his luck. Serena's mirrored his. "Oh my god..." Her hips gave a small squirm, ass still exposed, now with a fading handprint from the last guy to fuck Freyja as he left. "I want to do something..."

Emmett grabbed her waist, leaning into her with his heart rate already rising. "Eat her out... I'll fuck you... Fuck.. It'll be so hot-"

Together, they crept back into the clearing. Once again, Emmett was silent, guiding Serena with his hand on her ass until she saw the dark form in front of her, legs spreading wide to offer up the pink line of her slit. In the darkness, any recognition was totally lost. Serena fell to her knees without hesitation, leaning in with a nervous, testing lick. Her mouth filled with a cocktail of cum leaking out of her mother with her first slurping taste. The scent of musk, intermingling all together, filled her nose as she leaned down into her mother's crotch. Her lips parted again, repeating the lapping motion until a little whine escaped the girl's lips above.

Then, her suckling lips found Freyja's swollen clit, mimicking the gentle suction that Jules had used on her while her fingers eased up into the stretched cunt, already leaking with cum.

Behind her, Emmett eagerly watched the shadowy scene, spreading Serena's asscheeks apart for him as he did. Her cunt was dripping, hot and slick against his humping, but he eased back after groping, wanting to watch from the privacy of the woods instead. The scene was perfectly for spying, watching Serena work untethered.

As he slipped back, Jackson, coming from the campfire for a check-in, spotted the movement and slowed just at the edge of the clearing. "Don't want to interrupt-" He thought to himself, slowing and pausing beside a trunk to watch.

Freyja's arms stretched over her head still, tied to the overhead tree. Her full, heavy tits heaved with her rising breath. The nipples were firm, still clamped with Dean's gift. The chain connecting them swung and danced in the minimal light, rippling between her full chest with each and every move. Her voice was a broken moan, warbling out as a figure lay between her thighs, slurping around her clit with the eagerness of a virgin and the technique of a expert. Her pace was unwavering, steadily building the pressure higher and higher while the blend of cum left behind filled her mouth.

Jackson, at the edge of the clearing, could see the shape of a full, round ass lifted up into the air. "Naked?" He realized, seeing the glint of wetness on the kneeling girl's sex. Her body was curvy, soft like Freyja, but with a classic hourglass form. Her hips and ass flared out with a heavy chest dragging into the grass beneath her as she kneeled. His cock pulsed, aching to take advantage of the helpless position.

But a noise caught his eye. He squinted, seeing through the thin tree cover to the main path where a cluster of three teenagers lingered. "Waiting for their friend huh.." The wolf smirked, chuckling to himself.

"Wait, that's... Emmett.. and Jules-" His eyes widened, skimming over Zelda and back to the scene in the woods. Kneeling, in front of his shuddering partner as she moaned up into the night sky, was Serena, their daughter. Her ass faced him, raised up towards the sky on full display as her fingers pistoned into the older doe's cunt, sending droplets of cum flying out of her while her voice reached a peaking volume. Looking now, he could see the shape of her larger, curled horns atop her head, lost originally alongside her loose, long hair.

"God... it's so dark... she'd never know who we were either-" Jackson thought to himself, realizing that Serena couldn't know. The darkness in the clearing itself was like a vortex. The moon simply didn't reach through the thick trees above the center. If he stepped forward, plunging himself into that young, upturned ass, she would never know it was her father.

His cock pulsed in front of him. "Is she tight? How does she know how to eat pussy like this? And her friends, they came from here, so she's licking out the cum of everyone prior, swallowing it down..." His dick jerked in his hand, pulsing with impatience. His nose twitched in the air, drinking in the intermingling scents of musk. Which one was his daughter's arousal, her body's way of begging for cock on the air?

"God, she might be worse than her mother-" Her ass was squirming, writhing with her own arousal as she focused only on the tied doe in front of her. Freyja was quivering, breaking over the edge of her orgasm with a shuddering moan that was louder than any other noise she'd permeated herself to make yet. If he strained to listen, he could hear the suckling of her mouth and the swishing of her tongue in motion. How would that tongue feel on his cock? Would she notice if he just appeared beside Freyja and waited his turn?

Jackson could almost see himself stepped forward into the clearing. Voice low, a whisper to disguise it. No, no speaking at all. He'd just grab her ass and press his cock to her. He'd feel the radiating heat of her body washing backwards and smell her musk concentrated, up close. If she thrust backwards, he'd know she wanted it. Just like his mom, he'd grab her horn. They were curved backwards, even better for a handle. His hands wouldn't even slip as he bottomed out inside her. His hips twitched in place, grinding into the air, despite himself. The idea was so taboo, it tempted him as he watched her now, already in an impossibly unlikely moment.

But no, the wolf hung back. He watched as Freyja shook on the rope as she came, splattering the younger doe's face before Serena kissed her clit and turned back towards the main path, wiping her face clean as she walked. With a little duck through the trees, she was gone, returning to her friends and slipping out of view.

After Serena was clearly gone, Jackson stepped into the clearing. Instantly, Freyja could tell his voice: "How are you doing?" He asked, voice rich in her ear as his hands worked on her ropes, letting her down into his grasp.

"Mm... I'm a mess," She purred, wrapping her legs around his waist. "But, I still haven't gotten what I want most."

"Neither have I-" Jackson growled, carrying her to the soft grass before he pressed Freyja down, laying her belly into the soft cushioning of the earth and lifting her ass up to him. His hands kneading into her cheeks, working away the faint chill of the night. "You're going to be sore tomorrow, pet. You fucked.. Countless..." He leaned over her, dwarfing her body with his own as his teeth teased at her throat. His cock pressed between her lips, slowly sliding along the gathering mess of wetness there.

"Your cunt is a wet mess. You are a mess...." His teeth tugged at her soft skin, switching to her other ear, forcing her to wait for each sentence, anticipate each rumble of his deep voice in her head. "But, god you are a hot mess."

With that, he plunged into her cunt. Cum splooged out around him, a truly sloppy second as his cock dug deep into her, probing into the far reaches of her snatch. At first, his hips rocked gently forward, feeding her inch by inch back and forth with a slow, dragging pace. As he did, his hands stroked down her back, rubbing along her biceps and releasing the tension of the bondage. His touch was hot, warm against the cool chill of the night as his hips steadily smacked into her, bottoming out in her cunt with a steady, slowly increasing pace.

As he quickened, his hands moved to her horns, gripping onto them instead of her hair as he pulled her back to meet each and every thrust of his pounding hips. The smack of their bodies colliding echoed up through the clearing, out into the night.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Freyja's swollen, sore clit was throbbing madly. Every part of her was already tender, used to its limit as Jackson took his final taste. She clenched around him madly, milking his cock within minutes of his quick, deep thrusts.

"Cum for me, pet. I want to feel you cum around me cock-" Jackson held her horns, pulling her back as his hips pounded up to meet her ass with each thrust. "Cum."

Freyja obliqued. She shook, mewling with an exhausted release as she spasmed around his cock once more. Jackson followed suit, adding a final load of cum into her sloppy sex.

As they finished, the goat doe slumped into the cool grass, eyes half closed. "Jackson?"

"Hm?"

"You still owe me a foot rub."