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Coyote Cravings

Story by DonJuanDCoyote

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Don dashed from the brush quickly, realizing he had been baited into an ambush by a creature much larger than him. His instincts were on alert though, and although he didn't see what had bounced at him from the shadows, he got a decent lead. He felt shamed too, he new better. This wasn't the first time something had left the remains of it's last mean around, hoping to get a fresh meal out of a scavenger. Don used to live in the brush, in the wood, but now lived in the dessert hills outside of the forest he was born in, chased out of his territory by an aggressive puma, on too lazy to find their own den. He could only assume the puma was on his tail again, and had no qualms about turning the coyote into his next meal.

Fortunate for the clever coyote, he knew the lay of the land very well, and there was a thistle and brier patch ahead where he sometimes hunted smaller prey. A few moments later the vegetation became more tangled, and Don laid his ears back and ducking his head as he raced for the closest hole in the hedge. He glanced off a few thorns, wincing slightly, but was rewarded with the thundering tumble and tussle as the puma ran straight into the thorns, yowling in pain and rage. Don raced off to his family, happy for the chance to outwit the ferocious feline yet again. The victory was bittersweet though, he still had to live on the edge of the badlands, and he didn't have anything fresh to bring back for his young mate, not even a couple mouthfuls.

His pups were still too young to eat meat and Bloom needed to eat to nurse them. The sun was about to set and he could see no shadows moving across the arid landscape, no reason to stay behind and hunt with the puma on patrol. He trotted off quickly across the open land, using the last of the tall grass to dart off to the sandstone bluff where his family would be waiting. Finding the natural path through the rock, his mind scanned over the hidden rations he had tucked in the rocks. They were meager, but better than nothing at all. Dead dried lizards and mice he had found baking in the sun and a few dead birds he had found after the last storm. The birds were young and scrawny, but at least they were relatively fresh finds and had a little meat on them. He would need to restock his reserves soon though, if not he would probably start looking for another den. He would worry about finding new areas to scavenge and prowl later.

The small cave they lived in now was also a suitable den for a much larger family, and now his wife seemed determined to fill it with pups. Even though larger creatures could live in it, Don had never seen anything but desperate little creatures living on the bluff. His previous burrow in the fields was much cozier, not nearly as cold at night, but his mate had a way of keeping him warm, whether or not he showed up with a morning-fresh meal. As he came to the sandstone cave entrance, he stopped and made a quick chirrup to let Bloom know it was him approaching, but as he rounded the cave entrance, he still got pounced, not by his wife but by his two little girls. He flopped over and they laid draped over his side giggling as he chortled with his mouth full. The slightly older darker flanked pup Sierra was always the first to pounce, her lighter furred sister entirely the pacifist but also coddled the most by her parents. They were definitely twins though, opposite ends of the spectrum in attitude but always sharing the same sentiment.

"Papa, you back!" They both cheered at him in unison.

"Glad to see you didn't get lost in the dark," his mate teased with a coy, smoldering gaze.

Don crawled on the ground towards her, his girls laughing as they hung on and pretended to keep him pinned to the cave floor. He let go of the birds and pushed them both toward his mate, sighing with a timid smile on his face.

"Take them both, there's not a whole lot there, maybe the kits will help you knock the feathers off of them. I would bring you something fresh, but the puma ambushed me.

Both of the pups gasped with fascination. They had been told why it was dangerous outside of the cave, but they were only stories to them. Bloom came closer and noticed the tracks the thorns had made through his fur, and by some of the blood-moist furs she could tell he was scratched up pretty good. She didn't need to eat every day, but he went out almost every day to feed her, unless there was a storm. Still, she felt like tormenting him a bit, as reward and punishment. She knelt down and licked one of his ears with a long, wet lap, making Don shiver a bit as she whispered in his ear.

"You're gone so long hunting, when will you find time to bond with your daughters?"

"Sure, I'll just stay home and play until we all starve with smiles."

"No, but you could make up for lost time, and I'm sure they're hungry again."

Sierra climbed up to her father's head and bounced off, the darker flanked pup tackling one of the birds playfully.

"I killed a bird Mama!"

Don and Bloom laughed, making the meeker of the two girls chime-in.

"Mama, I want a bird too!"

"I don't know, are your milk teeth strong," she asked somewhat sarcastically, she knew they were old enough by now.

"Seeee!" Both the girls grinned at Bloom, Don suppressing a chortle as he watched her beautiful face nod enthusiastically at the girls.

"Well, looks like you might be ready for your first meat, but I think you need more milk too. Since I'm dry though, maybe Papa can nurse you this time. He doesn't need to eat first to give you milk like I do, but it tastes different and is a little harder to get, that's why you haven't tried it before."

Don completely froze as he looked up at Bloom's coy grin. He was afraid to react, but then both the girls started rooting around for this mysterious nipple they had never seen before.

"Where is the milk, Mama," Desiree asked with some eagerness.

"Is this where the milk comes from," Sierra asked inquisitively, licking her father's testicles squeezing out from his thighs with a long, wet lap of her soft tongue. Don chortled out loud and nearly jumped out of his skin with surprise, but Bloom put a paw on his head, and looked at him for a few long seconds before her smile turned into a grin. Sierra giggled at surprising her father as she continued to lap more at his testicles, making his legs kick around awkwardly as he laid on his side.

"Stand up and show your daughters already."

He clumsily lifted himself to his feet, then widened his stance as he watched Bloom's expression with trepidation. He felt like he was being ambushed all over again, his coyote cock just barely poking out of his sheath as Sierra came around to see what her sister was staring at so intently.

"That is where your father's milk comes from, but it's not like mine, it tastes different and it's thicker. You have to be more careful with his nipple too, no biting, no teeth, not even to play, or the milk will go away. Try not to use your paws either, since your toes are sharp. You also need to help make it full of milk, so the more your lick and suck, the larger it will get, then the milk will come after it's full, just like with mama. He can only feed you one at a time, but I expect you both to help the other feed too, so share."

Don's shoulders tensed in anticipation as he suddenly felt his pups' breath on his sheath, his penis poking out a little longer as his daughters giggled and sneered at each other.

"I bet I get the milk first," Sierra jeered at her sister.

Desiree huffed at her sister and stuck her tongue out at her, then smiled with her tongue still sticking out and lapped out further, to flick across her father's precum drooling penis. She slurped a string of his essence into her mouth, mulling the fluid around her mouth before swallowing, not noticing much of a taste at first. Don's cock slipped further from its sheath as he inhaled sharply from the teasing brush of his daughter's tongue. Desiree noticed the skin of his sheath pull back slightly, and lapped down her father's length, pulling his sheath back with her tongue and revealing an inches more as another bead of precum began to fall.

With an inch of his member now accessible, both girls focused on lapping at the exposed tip at the same time, each keeping to their own side. Don sighed and his body shivered, his back arching slightly as the rest of his penis dropped loose of the sheath, causing his daughters to giggle again as they watched his knot swell from their tongue lashing. Bloom wanted to laugh out loud at shaming her mate in such an embarrassing way, but secretly she was getting aroused watching, her smoldering gaze unable to break away from the spectacle of her gleeful daughters getting more an more excited at tongue-bathing their father's cock.

When his entire shaft and knot was slick with his daughters' saliva, their rooting instincts took over and they began sucking and slurping around the hood of his tapered glans, their lips tugging and massaging his flesh as they worked to the tip. Don began groaning snorting a little as he inhaled deeply, his pups no longer paying attention to his expression, instead now intently lapping at the squirting jets of precum. Both girls' tongues furiously fought over the tip of their father's penis, Bloom shuddering herself as she watched her daughters' tongues fight with each other over their father's cock. Every so often one tongue would enter the others' mouth, inadvertently frenching each other at times as their precum soaked tongues made wet slapping noises as they tangled together. Don could feel their tongue battle dancing across his glans, and as he back tensed he awkwardly warned his daughters the first serving was ready.

"Gah-ghaa, get ready for your milk," he stammered as he felt his orgasm welling.

The slurping noises suddenly turned into a yelp as Sierra bounded around and shouldered her sister out of the way, knocking her onto her side. Sierra lined up with her father's body and smiled with her lips wrapped around his cock as the first spurt of semen entered her mouth, the cub beginning to gulp meal down as Desiree beginning to whine.

"Mama Sisi not sharing!"

"Don't let her get away with that hun," Bloom said as she bit her bottom lip, beginning to get moist herself. "Don't worry Desi, you'll still get yours."

Don growled and curled his lip, showing his teeth with his head forward and eyes closed. Lost in the moment, his left front paw reached back quickly and held Sierra's head in place as he began humping, tossing three inches of his penis down his pup's throat as she gagged on the next gushing torrent of sperm shot down her throat. Don reached behind with his other paw and let his chest fall to the ground as he used his right paw to hold her mouth shut around his throbbing cock and he continued thrusting, bumping his large knot against his daughter's nose. Sierra choked and sputtered, barely able to get a breath as she was forced to swallow most of her father's semen, the young pup recovering from the surprise of being deep-throated and began matching her hungry gulping to the rhythm of her father's insistent pumping. Try as she might Sierra couldn't swallow it all, and some of her father's milk leaked out of the corners of her muzzle and messily covering her face.

"Let her breathe, Hun," Bloom said, heart fluttering as she watched her mate invigorated as she had never seen him before. Sierra closed her lips around her father's glans as she felt him slowly retreat, making a slurping pop as he exited her muzzle, the tiny pup falling to her hind-paws and panting heavily. Don slowly got to his feet, breathing hard as a dribble of drool escaped his muzzle, his eyes wide and head bobbling a bit.

"If you weren't so greedy Sierra, you wouldn't have choked on it," Bloom chuckled as she watched her daughter recover. "Now, Desiree, since your sister got punished, I'll help you with your father, so you'll get a nice big warm meal too, and you can lay down and relax while you feed."

"Yes Mama," she said with big, wet eyes, and a timid expression.

"Come lay here baby, behind your father."

"But the milk comes out of the front side," she said with an inquisitive, high pitched voice.

"I'll show you a secret, so you can get milk without your father grabbing your head, or thrusting into your muzzle, and you can just lay back and feed as much as you'd like."

Desiree trotted over as Sierra waddled off to lay down next to her mother with a drunken smile, licking her semen slicked lips and muzzle as she closed her eyes. Bloom had Desiree curl up behind her father, then cradled her pup in her for-legs, letting her rest the back of her daughter's head on one paw before reaching out with the other and pulling her mate's penis down between his legs, and pulling it backwards slowly until it was pointed right at his daughter. Bloom couldn't help but lap out at her mate's knot slowly, watching the pronounced veins return as he became even more stimulated knowing Bloom was actually participating now. He was in the clear.

His pup was a little intimidated looking up at her father's angry cock pointed just just an inch away from her face, but Bloom tugged on her mate a little, making his feet settle backwards a bit, and rubbed the messy glans of his penis across the side of Desiree's muzzle. Again the pup's nursing instincts took over, Desiree closing her eyes and rubbing back against her father with her cheek, then lapping out sideways with her soft tongue to invite her father in, Bloom slowly mowing her mate's penis into her hungry pup's mouth and removing her paw, letting the connection happen of it's own accord.

Disiree latched onto the tapered tip of his glans and began cleaning off what semen Sierra had left behind with loud suckling noises. As Don expanded in his daughter's mouth, he pushed back ever so slightly and popped his entire glans into her tiny muzzle. The pup gagged just a moment, then gummed around his cock a bit and settled back down, allowing the tip to push to the back of her throat, her tongue no longer able to protest but instead gently slurping at Don's precum. Bloom continued to lap at Don's knot, every so often dragging her tongue down his length to encourage him a bit more, his hips bobbing up and down a bit out of instinct. Desiree continued to slurp on the torrent of precum shooting from her father's penis as Bloom decided it was time and lapped out at his wobbling testicles with a long, seductive groan. Don needed no further encouragement and curled his lip again as he began shooting his semen into his eager pup's muzzle, her lapping and sucking suddenly increasing in pitch and frequency as she tried to keep up with the torrent., but unable as a few bursts squirted our around the corner of her mouth and over her chest. Bloom pulled her head back and watched her daughter nurse, her smoldering gaze taking the whole scene in, then turning into one of lust as she cocked her head to the side and smiled kindly at her mate, who looked back over his shoulder at her with a tired grin as he panted.

"Don't you quit on me now, it's my turn next," Bloom's sinister expression returned," and by the time I'm done with you, we'll have three mouths to feed . . . maybe four."