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House Party Fuck for Studs and Sluts

Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

A YCH round for CrissCrossJavs, Keinok, Drake044 and GuacoHexxRhey

Christ, it had been a long lockdown. With the world changing drastically in the year twenty-twenty, there were few that had escaped it unscathed in some way - and the effects were still lingering. They would linger for years too, but that was no excuse for those that wanted some fun to not have it, considering that everything was well again, the virus that had wreaked havoc finally, at long last, under control through various means.

It would become a distant memory, one day, but, until then, there were many furs hungry for a good time who simply needed to let off some steam...

Alikai was one of those furs, a brown-furred wolf with a rough exterior. He might have been married, but that didn't stop him or his partner from going out for some fun, mixing up their relationship while they separated sex from love. Everything was agreed between them and that was just how he found himself seated on the sofa, one leg crossed at an angle over the other, leaving his crotch exposed. The light bulge there was evidently on show, though it was modest, a grower rather than a shower, even though Alikai knew that it was about what one did with their cock, paws, tongue, muzzle - and more - that mattered.

The big dick "studs" didn't know how to fuck half the time anyway... He should have known, he'd gotten with half of them.

Alikai grunted softly, eyes darkly dancing, leaning back into the too-soft cushions of the sofa while the house party thrummed around him. Fur watching was one of the best things to do at a party, the music thrumming around, though it was not turned up too loudly, considering the sensitive ears and hearing of so many. It still left a driving beat in his chest, as if the music was echoing through the bones of his ribcage, taking a swig of his beer, casual, though it was a bit strange still to be out in public.

But it was not about being normal and keeping one's paws to themselves, no, not at a party like that, as a certain tapir had come to see. Guaco had gotten himself dressed up perhaps a little too smartly for such an event, his button-up shirt only a touch too formal while his slacks could be gotten away with in the flashing lighting, dim in place and more disco-like in others with multi-coloured lights glancing off the walls. It was his friend's house that he had visited, though the mare did not often host parties, and though he didn't know anyone else there it had seemed like too good of an opportunity to miss up.

No one was used to being out in public, though more and more were finding their feet, laughing and coming together, some hugging right in front of Guaco. The tapir smiled, a red light flashing over his face, though it was gone as soon as it had appeared. It was good to see, reassuring him, the feel of friendship and comradery palatable in the air, as if everyone there was getting to know each other all over again. Soon enough, that would all be the norm and he would be more grateful for it than ever.

"Hey there."

The tapir stilled, glancing back and forth, though his green fur could not quite be seen clearly with all the different coloured lights at play. Who had said that? Ah, maybe he had imagined it. With a drink clutched tightly in his paw, too good to waste by tripping or stumbling even with so many bodies around, he went to move on - but a paw caught him by his free wrist.

"Why don't you come sit a while?"

The tapir's breath caught, the music falling away, a dull roar taking its place, though he could not help himself. The wolf that locked his gaze seemed predator, the intrinsic dance of predator and prey drawn out between them, even though that was nothing of a concern between anthros, not anymore. No, that was long gone by, but it still made his heart race as the music pulsed around them, seeming to tug his feet in even closer to the wolf, whose name he did not know.

He wanted to be there, wanted to sit, but Guaco could not explain the need inside him, how it seemed to sear through the pit of his belly, how the need was so very deep inside him that it had to growl and rumble its way up. His crotch ached, as much as he didn't want to show such things so openly, yet he couldn't help himself as he breathed out the tiniest of moans, the tapir not yet sure what he could consider "safe" to show.

With Alikai, however, Guaco would soon come to see that no harm would come to him. Gently, the wolf rubbed his wrist, his lips quirking up, ears twitching back and forth as if he was trying to listen to more than just the tapir, who he was hoping to ensnare.

"What's your name?" He growled, a soft smirk on his face that hinted at more. "I'm Alikai... But we're not going to need names tonight, are we?"

Guaco squeaked, taking a drink, his paw shaking, though there was nothing there that he had to hide. Nothing at all, not even as he practically swooned before the wolf, his body responding and the line where the wolf's paw was still tight around his wrist like a line of fire. It burned deliciously, making him want to be drawn in closer, the public proximity of everyone sending a tingle down his spine.

"Oh... Well, I can..."

But he was tugged onto the sofa, with eyes on him from jealous onlookers, before he had the chance to blink.

"Guaco," he managed to get out, though he was practically in the wolf's lap, something rising against him. "Um... Yeah... I..."

"Don't worry about talking," Alikai rumbled, running his paws down the tapir's back, drawing him further and further astride his lap, grinding down lightly onto his growing bulge. "I don't think we need that... Do you think we need that?"

His breath came in shorter, sharper pants and, as sudden as it was, Guaco knew that he was right. All he could do was rock his hips, grunting softly, leaning in to kiss the wolf deeply. Their tongues tangled desperately, both in the same state of mind, though there would only be so much kissing before the two of them could no longer ignore the rising, curling need that resided in the pit of their stomachs.

A snake nearby, Darey, wolf-whistled - which was oddly apt, considering the species at play. The serpent was not instantly recognisable as such, pattered in shades of brown with a sneaky smile on his lips, though he was not a sly type, only one who was, perhaps, a little quick of wit and with his tongue too, at least when it came to innuendos. His short temper often got him into trouble, but having a nice buzz on, at the very least, helped, even as his enjoyment of the night rose and rose, before the wolf and tapir practically dry humping on the sofa.

"You're cute."

Oh, that was nice, very nice... Darey's eyelids fluttered, his natural submissive tendencies tugging him down, though there were so many delicious places to go when one was "down", if you caught his drift. Strong arms encased him, a feline type hugging him from behind, the snake's tongue snaking out and flickering out over his lips, playing with and tasting the scents in the air. They were bigger than him, perhaps a little broader too, but when the head of a blue-furred lion poked over his shoulder, a canny smile on those feline lips, he was all but gone already.

"I could say the same for you, hot stuff," Darey murmured, though there was no question as to which of them was more in charge there, the lion grinding up behind him, a little more urgent than he had expected. "Mmmph... God, it's been a while..."

Keinok smirked, introductions made, though even though they exchanged names, that was as far as they would get when knowing one another in that way. The lion, a corrections officer, knew where his place was and more than how to command a room, let alone one subby snake who was practically hanging off him already.

The tenor of the party had changed, an undercurrent of heaving need and desire drifting in the air, a sway that would take all of them along with it, sooner or later. Better to partner up with one's preferred slutty player sooner rather than later!

But Keinok did not have to worry, not as the serpent's paws slid down (well, some called them hands, but who was to care about that at such a time?). They found his crotch, the rise in his jeans, his cock already plumping out his sheath and the front of his jeans in but a moment, desire snarling, pushing its way through him. The lion's tail lashed the air in that feline fashion, need coursing through, though, finally, it was a need with others that he could take for himself, though he had more than enough at home. Sometimes one needed a different taste, after all, to really stoke the fire...

Darey moaned openly, tongue hanging out, flickering back and forth as if he could not keep it in his mouth, too many scents tangled on it, crowding in on his mind. All he could feel was the thick rise of the lion's cock pressing into his paw, wanting more, wanting to see it, though he could barely slide his gaze back

The wolf and the tapir, however, had progressed to heavy petting, the wolf leading, towing the tapir along less than gently with him, though there was only one way that things between them could end. Glancing back furtively, the taste of the wolf still in his muzzle, Guaco's heart pounded, though Alikai pressed him down, tongue sweeping keenly down the side of his muzzle.

"Come on," he grunted, pulling at the top of his jeans, need coursing through with every pump of blood around his body. "I think you need something... So, you better get your muzzle down there before I force it."

That was just a joke, of course, for nothing was out of place and nothing was going to be forced there, not even as Guaco squeaked, Alikai catching his slacks, which he wore without a belt, and tugging them down. The tapir gasped, but he was half off the sofa already, facing the wolf's crotch, nothing else remaining to him as the rest of the room dropped away.

Heart pounding, blood pumping, he tried to hesitate and yet it was not truly in his heart to do so.

"What? Here?!"

The tapir squeaked, his slacks half pulled down to expose his underwear, a touch of his backside on show, but the wolf wasn't about to let him worry about that as he freed his erection in one deft movement of his paw. The button of his jeans and the zip too were free in a moment, his cock springing out bare, throbbing, the tip slick with a shine of what could have been pre-cum, but would soon be shown. Guaco shuddered and gasped and that was the only invitation Alikai needed to draw him down, letting him slip his lips around his thick meat, even while others laughed and pointed around.

"God, look at them!"

"Makes you wanna...you know..."

"Got somewhere for us to go, cutie?"

"What about right here?"

Sometimes, all that was needed to really kick the party off was someone to start the fun, to show the rest of them that all was okay. Others came together around them, though it was the wolf who got to see more of that than Guaco, even if the tapir could sense it around him. He could sense the change in the room, how tightly packed bodies found themselves even closer together, heated passion racking up and up, all that had been building already for month upon month.

Eventually, all of that and more had to reach the boiling point, bubbling off, snarling forth, escalating in devout lust. And Guaco was glad to be there in the thick of it, the wolf's cock pressing onto his tongue as he snaked his tongue around as much of it as he could, slurping and lapping, moaning around him, letting all those tiny vibrations from his lips and mouth slip down into Alikai's cock. He was perhaps a little more submissive than he was dominant, though Guaco was up for a lot of fun, but there was nowhere better that he could possibly have been.

The tapir slurped down that cock with hungry eyes on him, feeding the lust of the lion and the snake, who were so close that they may as well have been on the sofa with them, joining in the fun. Yet everyone there, more or else, was getting their own kind of attention, what they needed from one another, the passions of the body demanding attention, despite the location. Sometimes, things like that could not be settled or held back, moans rising, heat passed between muzzles, cocks swelling into ready paws.

Darey groaned, enjoying the show, though he enjoyed rubbing the lion's erection even more, feeling it swell, a little light-headed, though he did not feel as if he was in control of anything, nothing at all. Maybe that was just the way he wanted it all to be as his skin shuddered, groaning, a subtle hiss breaking his lips, though that was not a sound that he let break his lips all that easily. Just what was wrong with him?

Of course, nothing was wrong with him, but he felt as if he wanted to shed his skin, briefly meeting the wolf's eyes, though Alikai had a cheeky smirk for him, a wag in the wolf's tail. He would have wanted to be down there on his knees too, sucking off that meat, if he had not had a randy lion with him, a hard cock pressing into his palm, begging for attention. Well, it would have been begging if he had not been quite sure that Keinok was going to get exactly what he wanted from him either way.

"Jeez, look at them..." The snake laughed shakily, though he was not much better, practically hanging off Keinok's neck, his paw drifting away, doubting himself for a heartbeat of a moment. "Couldn't find a room, guys?"

The lion smirked, licking his lips, though it came off with a predatory lilt, his head tilted, lips pulling back from his teeth with the motion as if he was striving to show off even then.

"Maybe... But you know everyone here is fucking, Darey. Or didn't you notice?"

His soft, suave tone wrapped around the snake like the serpent's own coils, though Darey was mistaken for a lizard more times than he liked to admit to. His tail could still coil and twist, however, trapping itself around the lion's leg as he grunted, whimpering slightly, his heart pounding, a little light-headed. He'd known Keinok before, of course, but he had not thought that he'd be up for more than light flirting, even as the lion's paw slid dominantly down his body, feeling out the edge of the bulge at his crotch.

The snake was helpless to him, even as Guaco shifted over with a delightful tremble, making space for the snake and lion as they found a place on the sofa beside them. It was not all that large of a sofa and not really suited for two pairs of fucking furs, though it would have to do, for that was all that was going to happen there, snarling, panting, grunting through the heat of desire.

Darey opened his jaws wide, the lion freeing his cock, letting the hard length of feline meat spring up, all on show for the serpent who was hungrier for real meat than he could ever remember being. It was all he could do not to show how much he needed it - but maybe that in itself was all part and parcel of being a lusty submissive slut on show, the tension and sexual air of the house party heating up more and more. They may have been the instigators but the catalyst for such lust had been there all along.

On his knees, the snake took the hard length of the lion's throbbing meat into his mouth, savouring it, winding his softly flexible tongue around and around. Lapping and teasing, he pleased that length with everything he had in him, though his senses were always aware of what was going on, tasting sex in the air. Beside him, the tapir grunted as Darey jostled his leg, but Guaco was too caught up in what he was doing to care. Up on the sofa, he took up most of the space, though he was proud to do so, languishing in the attention he had there, breath warm and tickling the larger wolf's shaft. Well, there may not have been all that much difference in their sizes, not really, but there was nothing quite like taking down a thick length to make him feel small and weak. As if Alikai could do anything at all to him, shove him about, use him, lust flooding through like the trickles of pre-cum down his throat.

The wolf, of course, was a gentler dom, appearing rougher externally than he was inside, but Guaco did not know that, not even as Alikai shared a grin with Keinok. The two might not have known one another, the two of them side by side getting head from equally sexy submissive furs, but they were right where they wanted to be.

Alikai inhaled, eyes half-closed, lights and shifting bodies in sexual endeavours cutting across his vision. It was kinky and yet he felt as if he was in control, relishing in it, how his nose twitched, picking up on the scent of sex, mixed drinks, even something sweet that had been spilt over by the drinks table. That was probably one of the syrups, but there wasn't a single soul in the throng of lustful bodies that was about to break from what they had decided was their purpose of the night, moaning as his head rolled back.

"Yeah, that's the stuff..." He groaned. "You have a real nice mouth...Guaco."

The tapir shivered, but his long, twisting tongue was all Alikai needed, bumping shoulders with Keinok, the lion. They were too close, really, but Keinok did not mind that either as he rested a casually dominant paw on Darey's head, all very much as if he did it every day. There was nothing unusual in what the lion was doing and, oh, the snake's throat was so sweet that it would have been a crime indeed not to take advantage of it.

So soft... Keinok groaned, his whiskers quivering, yet some watching might have thought that he was entirely unaffected by what was going on, by his demeanour. He could retain an overly calm attitude for too long, at times, but that only made the relinquishing of control in orgasm all the sweeter to him, to feel the rage of it roar through him, the tickle in his throat that meant too that he had to spend his lust in a belly-aching roar. That was typical of a lion, truly, but he was too busy enjoying the show before him to care about what was a stereotype and what was not, lusting for it far, far too much.

His tail flicked back and forth lazily, the dominant lion not really having to do much at all, guiding the snake's head on his shaft, the smooth rise and fall hypnotic in a way. Yet it would tease him closer and closer to the edge, a low chuff and growl breaking his lips, sensuality lining the lash of his tail. The fluffy tip tickled up against the large, shifting bulge in Darey's trousers, though the snake could not yet allow his "trouser snake" out to play.

No... Oh, no. That was for Keinok to decide, hooking his leg in a little so that Darey could not reach back down to his crotch, his tail doing the rest of the work of ensuring that the serpent's paw did not wander. It was a touch of control, just one little touch that made the experience all the more delightful to him. The music shifted to a track with a pulse-pounding bass beat that reverberated through his chest, the lion letting out a sultry growl and lashing his tongue across his lips.

It wasn't often that he got to cut loose, though there was a part of him too that rose to the challenge, wanting more, snarling softly as his lips pulled back from his teeth. The tapir had risen, licking off desire from his lips, and Keinok could not stop his eyes from locking onto him, not so much greedy but possessive, even if the wolf and the tapir had been the ones to kick everything off. The tapir had no reason to give anything at all to Keinok, but that did not stop him from wanting to take Guaco by the back of the neck and forcing him down, seeing that round rump rise for the attention of his aching meat.

That would come, however, with the serpent he was enjoying, guiding Darey's head down more and more forcefully, losing himself just a little bit more. It was a good thing that the snake's throat was so flexible as he pushed into the back of it, though he very much doubted that serpents had a gag reflex to speak of. That was not, however, something that Keinok knew as fact, thus it would not be said out loud. Not even as he grunted, his cock dripping with saliva, the snake hissing and trying to follow his cock as it drew away from his maw.

"How about we double team them together?"

Darey looked up, but Keinok was not talking to him, as if he did not even matter anymore. Words were exchanged out of his comprehension, his body aching with lust, tingling and prickling as if the very essence of it could have bust out and through his skin at a moment's notice. Yet the submissive parties in that heated liaison only knew that they were hefted up, taken away from the dicks that they so adored, pinned down side by side with their chests and arms braced on the seat cushions of the house party sofa.

Guaco blushed and buried his muzzle into the cushions, though there was nothing embarrassing about the whole thing anymore, not with so much sex and lust going on in the party as it was. He murmured something, his bare arse on display, clothes yanked down more than enough for the wolf to get to what he needed, a hot cock slapping his backside.

"Ohhh..."

Shoulder to shoulder with a snake whose name he did not even know, Guaco whimpered and twisted back and forth, though he took comfort in the feel of the snake's bare shoulder against him, as if it was there to soothe him. He did not yet know whether he would speak to Darey ever again, or if he would be too shy after what was to take place, yet the pressing in of a cock that demanded attention was all he could focus on.

The tapir groaned, side by side with the serpent as they were both penetrated in time, in exactly the same position and their backsides exposed. With Darey, Keinok had not even done him the service of fully exposing his cock, as if it was not worth his time and attention, which only made the serpent's snake skin itch all the more. Sometimes the emotions and faux sensations raised by deep submission enhanced the experience and sometimes they just made him feel quite as if he was about to go through another shed and replace one skin with another.

It was all the same as his backside was penetrated, his cock pushed into his underwear, two dominant studs at Darey's back, the lion pounding him. There was no distinguishing between their grunts and groans, however, leaving him to roll and languish between them, everything washing over him as if he was getting double the experience

Keinok growled, thrusting smartly, his cock exposed and balls swinging lightly behind, a good size and full of plenty of cum for the needy slut. It had hardly taken him any effort at all to get Darey bent over and not even Keinok could deny that he was a fetching serpent, his tail pushed back and up against the lion's chest. Keinok grabbed it, allowing it to drape back over his shoulder, the tip wriggling back and forth.

No words were needed between him and Alikai, even though if he might well have been closer to another thrusting fur than he ever had been before. It was an unspoken agreement and an embodiment of the lust that all four of them shared, moaning and whimpering, undulating with it in the depth of every thrust. The tapir's backside jiggled a little with every trembling thrust, every moment in which Alikai's hips connected with his buttocks, taking him deeply, though even the wolf had to marvel lightly at just how easily Guaco took his cock. Maybe the tapir had been more ready for it than any of them had thought.

There was no way to tell and neither did it matter as he speared into the smaller fur, pressing him down, using his body, though he did take a moment to grope and squeeze Guaco's arse. Although he had slipped in dry, the smooth, considerate initial penetration had allowed him to tease the whole length into Guaco, even if the swollen knot was half-formed. Alikai would have lamented the fact that it would likely not be possible for him to pop the knot into Guaco at that stage, but that was a small price to pay for getting to enjoy all the lust that they had so far.

Some things, well...they were best left as they were. They were best left in panting, hot lolls of one's tongue, grinding deep, rocking his hips back and forth a little more just for a scootch of extra sensation. It was hot, coursing through his body with every beat of his heart, the snake's hide adding to it, not like the soft, warm fur that he usually found himself thrusting against.

It was not a competition and yet, somehow, they timed their thrusts so that one drove in while the other pulled out, the rhythm of the beat in the air, calling all in to it. It had to be teased, even if it was very much not to be tamed, moaning, grunting, the studs of the moment thrusting harder and faster.

Their need was palatable in the air as if the dominant parties had become raw entities, one and the same, grunting, groaning, licking their lips, the feline and the wolf. The two of them could not have been more different and yet they found themselves there lusting and longing, tongues hanging out lustfully, not caring for decorum. Sex was dirty and sex was messy and there were no moments in sex where the tantalising scent of sweat mixed with aftershave or Eau de Toilette for males (who cared, really...) was not a lure. It clung to their noses and lips, anywhere where there was an extra hint of moisture, teasing them on, commanding the forceful pump of their hips.

Guaco could hardly bear it, the length of his cock harder than ever, wanting to rock his hips and thrust by himself, yet he was pinned with the wolf's paw curled around his shoulder, holding him there. He didn't want to be anywhere else, frozen in place, his backside opening up around him, the thrusting, pounding force of the wolf more than enough to send trembling reverberations through his body.

The roughness of the sofa cushions bore back up against him, though the cool skin of the snake still warmed to the heat of his body, almost as if the serpent was emanating his own heat. Yet the two of them were merely holes to fill and deviously nothing more than that, pounding stroke after stroke of a thick length disappearing into Guaco's tail hole, his little tail pushed up, even though it was nowhere near large enough that he had to get it out of the way. He just didn't want to block any access at all, rolling his hips back the fraction that he was allowed, though he wouldn't have cared either if he was pinned and fucked more roughly than ever all night long. It wasn't all about being soft and light and gentle, after all...

Darey rolled his tail back and forth, his anal ring stretching around Keinok's cock, though his throbbing member, hidden in his underwear, could not restrain itself in the slightest. He could have tried to be someone other than he was but he was desperate for it, denied and aching, his cock hardly touched while the push of his underwear was all that his body needed. The cock under his tail urgently pressed up against his prostate, demanding release despite everything else going on in the room.

The snake moaned, head pushed down, a heavy paw between his shoulder blades, climaxing hard, yet it was as if his orgasm didn't even matter either. All he could do was tremble there while his arse clenched around the lion's cock, wanting more, emptying his seed into his underwear. It was dirty and humiliating, as if he was so randy that he couldn't even control that part of himself - yet that made everything all the hotter.

Keinok growled, licking his lips. Such a tight hole deserved a creamy filling, though the tapir and wolf beside him appeared all the needier in the heat of the moment too. The slap of Alikai's hips on Guaco's rump echoed through the room, seeming louder than even the music pulsating through the room, the beat that they had thought would be more than enough to command their enjoyment of the party. Yet something kinkier still had come to light, the studs sweating and moaning, giving up the most vulnerable part of themselves even as their cocks drove as deep as they could go.

Keinok did not hold off, snarling, his lips pulling back from his sharp teeth, driving in, short, sharp pounds spreading the snake's arse wide. He caught the tapir trying to look, perhaps even wondering if he was to go next, whether it would be his hole that was strained, but the lion had only one thing in mind. He had to pound, had to fuck, claws prickling into the snake's hide, though he did not pause to see if he'd drawn blood. That was the moment of letting it all go, of losing control, of forgetting who he was, raw and rough and feral, driven entirely by the beat as he danced to his own tune.

Finally, he bellowed out a deep, full-throated roar, patrons around them stepping away, covering their ears, though everyone had their own reaction to his cry of lust. He did not hold back, brimming over with male-breeding pride, his cock achingly hard as his nuts sent every drop of cum that they had to give into the slut's tight arse. Well, it wouldn't be that tight after he was done with Darey, leaning forward with the last ounce of clear-headedness that he had to grasp his cock. He was not unkind, after all, and he rubbed and teased the snake's half-hard cock through his clothes, showing him what could have been if, well...the serpent had not been such a bottom.

Other couples around them were leaning into passion too, pinned against walls, some even sharing partners, but everyone had their liking and leaning to how everything was going. Alikai's nose twitched as he took it all in. He had not knotted the tapir, but he could still take a moment to grasp his throbbing, firm knot in one paw, squeezing it tightly, giving his body the illusion that he was being closed down on by a tight tail hole that needed a load of cum, even if that was not truly happening.

Next time, he thought dimly, pleasure racking up, Guaco squeaking under him, though something in the wolf told him that Guaco thought that he was being much quieter down there than he was being. He would fuck the tapir again and, next time, he would let his knot swell inside that tightly milking backside all for his pleasure.

The tapir, however, was more than happy to lie there, bent over on the sofa, his cheek pressed not the cushions, moaning happily, though his murmurs of lust were easily overruled as the wolf howled. The wolf's throat trembled, yet he had to keep thrusting and grinding, fucking Guaco straight through his orgasm as hot spurts of cum flowed into the tapir's exposed backside. Each spurt found its rightful home within Guaco's arse as the tapir whimpered, though he had a moment of wondering whether he too was going to reach his high, but Alikai more than had him covered.

For he was a kind lover and more than willing to make sure that Guaco got everything he needed, closing his paw around the tapir's cock and stroking, pumping back and forth more or less in time with the strokes of his cock, giving Guaco a little more until he could get off too. The tapir grunted, clenching his jaw, though he could not help but moan out through it all as his need rose, spilling forth into the sofa, his cream soaked up and splattered where it landed. Still, that was not something that either of them were going to have to deal with. That was the thing with house parties, wasn't it? No one attending had to clean up their own mess. As dirty as it was...that was for the host to do, the next day. Or the cleaning service, if they were rather flush with it.

Needless to say, as the quad who had started the dirtiness off, there would be a lot of clean up to be done the day following, moans rising, cries twisting into each other as Guaco tilted lightly against Darey's side. The tapir shivered delightedly, cock pumping out the last drops of his orgasm, though what had been spent into his backside was not sealed away in there, being that he had not been knotted. Creamy dollops of seed flowed from him, oozing around the cock plunged into his tail, yet the deep-seated ache in the tapir's stomach told him that there was a want for more too.

Would he get that "more"? Only time would tell, but, as he shared a grin with Darey, the serpent's tongue flickering out darkly and lazily to kiss his cheek, Guaco knew that he was right where he needed to be, regardless of anything else. There was no other way to break in the house party scene, at least for him, though it had most certainly opened up plenty of doors for him - so to speak!

Keinok rumbled a growl, his cock softening, standing up tall and proud.

"So..." He growled, an eyebrow raised. "Who's ready for round two?"

Alikai met him with a chuckle, shaking his head, though the wolf was not in denial of the proposal, not by far.

"And I thought cats could only go the one round... Let's see what you got, kitty."

Resting there, they waited, chuckling and grunting, waiting for their cocks to firm up again, for there were further lusts to be taken with the cute little subs they'd picked up.

The house party had turned into a night to remember!