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This vignette was written for Gamerfox as part of my Patreon request days for May. It contains sexual acts between an M/F/M trio of consenting adults. :3

Krystal's High Score

"Ohhhhgod, I... please, I'm gonna... ooohhhhhfuck, yes. I... again, y-yes! Yes!"

The bedroom was rich with the scent of sex, with the heat and humidity of bodies entwined not just over a matter of minutes, but of hours. The comforter lay in a tangled mess on the floor at the foot of the bed, while three figures lay and knelt upon its smooth, fresh that very day but already somewhat stained sheets. Back arched, the clawed fingertips of one hand scrabbling at the sheets while the other wrapped around the broad shoulders of the man looming over her, Krystal shrieked as she began to cum for the fifth time that night. The blue furred vixen's toes curled. Her eyes stared up at the ceiling with a glassy blankness while her body shuddered and her inner workings convulsed, and all the while she felt a thick cock pumping in and out of her while a fully engorged knot ground against the opening of her pussy and throbbed, strained against her aching clit.

Straddling the beautiful and currently mindlessly wailing woman, Wolf grinned savagely. He stared eagerly down at her through his functional right eye, and drank in the glorious intensity of her ecstasy while continuing to pump his hips against her. Even as her cries began to wane and fade in intensity though, he continued to thrust against her. He continued to fuck her, albeit unknotted and thus unable to get the full length of his erection into her, and though her latest orgasm was done Krystal made no sign that she wished for him to stop. She lifted her other arm arm and embraced him more fully, placing her palm on the back of his neck and pulling his head down until their panting muzzles met.

"That's four I've given you, and you're only just getting started... right, Krys?"

Wolf snarled to the vixen, licking his lips and then licking her across the muzzle as she whimpered, nodded eagerly, then glanced off to one side. Wolf followed her gaze, and his grin broadened as he too turned his attention to the figure kneeling beside them, staring, trembling, impatiently but helplessly waiting for his turn.

"Better call it a night, Fox. She knows a good thing when she feels it. I'm gonna give Krys what she wants. What she needs. You can just go grab some room service if you want. We don't really need you right now."

The lupine male growled tauntingly to his rival, and was about to say something else when all of a sudden the hands around his torso withdrew, and he yelped sharply as Krystal gave a snarl of her own, grabbed his shoulders and rolled him over, suddenly pinning him beneath her.

"Hey, c'mon. Quit that shit..."

She moaned hungrily, but with genuine frustration even as she started to bounce up and down on Wolf's cock, riding him cowgirl style all of a sudden with her bare breasts jiggling as she stared down over them at the man beneath her.

"I want him here. I w-want you both here. And... mmhh, o-ohhh god, yes... and while I'm more than happy for you boys to play your dumb little oneupsmanship game if it means I get to cum my brains out, I don't want any jealous monogamous bullshit going on. I'm not gonna pick one of you. I'm not gonna choose the best fuck and toss the other one out of an airlock. I want you both , and you should be glad of having some back-up... because god knows neither of you would stand a chance of satisfying me on your own."

Wide eyed and staring up at the woman now riding him even more vigorously than he had been pumping his cock in and out of her, Wolf growled under his breath.

"Aa-ahh... damn, you make a compelling case, Krys. But, it's all good. Actually, I want Fox to stay. I want him to watch us... and I wanna see his cock twitching, dripping every time I make you scream. I want him to be here, so he can't... ahhhgod, so he can't deny the numbers when we're done. Coz, like I said. It's four to one right now... a-and I'm not even close to being done with you!"

For more than an hour after that, Wolf lived up to his word and more. He lay beneath her, over her, beside her, the two of them shifting position as the mood struck them amidst another five shrieking, snarling climaxes from Krystal. Each time he drove her over the edge Wolf howled in triumph himself, but after each time as she begged him for more like the fury of her orgasm had barely scratched the surface of her lust, he felt simultaneously more worked up and turned on than ever, while also becoming increasingly aware of what that meant for his own inability to continue fucking her indefinitely. He was holding back as much as he could, straining to deny his own pleasure in order to grant the vixen her own time and time again in front of Fox. But try as he might to hold himself in check, every orgasm he witnessed and felt happening all around him made it harder to resist the vixen's intense allure.

He was still far outmatching Fox, who had made the mistake of knotting Krystal and cumming alongside her with just her first orgasm of the night. But, the rules of their little challenge to one another meant that as long as Krystal was still eager for more, the bet wasn't yet over. So, no matter how far ahead he was, currently nine orgasms to one, Wolf did not wish to rest on his laurels for even a moment until Krystal was spent, and Fox had to acknowledge that until he could prove otherwise in direct competition, Wolf was the more generous and superior lover.

"Oh. Ohhh shit, I... Krystal, fuck... I'm... ahhhh! I'm gonna shoot. Aahh, god. God, y-you're so wet. You're so... a-ahhhhhh fuck! _Fuck! Yes! _"

Try as he might have to get the vixen to one last orgasm though, to tie up his score at an even ten, Wolf howled as he unleashed himself within the beautiful blue vulpine as she clung to him, shuddered, gasped, but whispered to him in gratitude, in elation as she felt his cum flooding into her, but not in ecstasy of the orgasmic variety. Worse yet, the lack of his knot being locked away within her meant that Wolf didn't have the time to let Krystal calm down again before letting Fox step in. He wanted to bury his face between her legs, he wanted to remain locked within her and rub her clit to climax with his thumb. He wanted to do anything in his power to grant her that next orgasm and bring his victory that much closer. But, the rules of the contest were explicit. When Fox had cum it meant that it was Wolf's turn to try making Krystal cum as often and as hard as he could. And now that Wolf had cum, he couldn't continue to pleasure Krystal without violating the terms of their little game and thus forfeiting bragging rights entirely. Bragging rights which he so desperately wanted, and which he was already all but convinced were his to claim even if he did as he was bound to do, and let Fox take his next turn.

"Please, Fox. I'm close..."

No sooner had Wolf pulled out and rolled off to one side, proudly admiring the sodden patch of bedding upon which Krystal had cum so frequently and forcefully at his behest, it was hidden from his sight by a fluffy orange ass sliding into that same spot. Fox straddled Krystal and kissed her deeply, but rather than slipping his cock into her for even a moment, he simply remained looming over her for a second or two as he leaned in close and whispered something into one of the vixen's ears. Her eyes bulged. A strangled croak of longing escaped her lips, and before Wolf could even clear his own pleasure-fogged mind enough to consider asking what his rival had just said to the woman they both loved so dearly in their own ways, he was watching as Fox backed up, scooted down between Krystal's legs, and buried his long, rough tongue between the lips of her pussy.

"Yes. Ohhhhh, yes. There. Right fucking there!"

Krystal screamed in euphoria as the vulpine male began to eat her out, and a few moments later as she shrieked in ecstasy and Fox gurgled happily around a muzzleful of his juices, Wolf suddenly found himself growing less confident in his victory. He told himself that it was still nine to two, that there was no way even Krystal could cum nineteen distinct times in a single night no matter how receptive to physical pleasure both he and Fox knew her to be. But... there was just something about that latest scream of hers, and something about how she had reacted to whatever Fox had said, which made Wolf uncontrollably start to doubt that fact.

"Fox... o-oh, Fox! Yes! I'm... it's... it's hahhh-aaahhhhhhhhhh!"

One. Eight to go, Wolf told himself not to worry as he watched Krystal thrash and lift her hips off the bed, Fox's maw still firmly attached to her gushing pussy.

"Oh! Ohh fuck! My clit... it's, you're... ohh god, t-too much! Please, Fox! Fox!!"

Two. Wolf's heart skipped a beat as barely a minute after the first, Krystal shrieked and began to cum yet again. But, he was hopeful too. It sounded like Fox was being too rough. Too intense, focusing all that pleasure on her clit as he suckled on that stiff, hyper-sensitive nub to such an extreme that Wolf wondered if he might burn Krystal out. No such luck though, at least not so far as despite her cries that the stimulation was too much for her to bear, she begged for more as soon as she was done.

"_ Nnnhhhhhhghuuhhhhaahhhhh _!"

Three. Krystal let slip the most wild, guttural sound that Wolf had ever heard as Fox's muzzle took a break and his fingers took over, curling inside of her with practised ease and performing a veritable piano concerto upon the vixen's g-spot. She coated his hand and a sizeable proportion of his forearm with her ejaculate, and made the bed shake to such a degree that Wolf feared it would cave in beneath them.

Orgasms four, five and six were beautiful to behold, but did not reach the heights of the third as Fox returned his muzzle between Krystal's legs and licked her, kissed her, more tenderly drove her to each of those peaks in turn over the course of another thirty minutes. By the time they were done Wolf was long since rock hard again, and now he was the one sitting, waiting, cock dribbling in desire as he watched Fox's lean body trembling, the other man's own cock throbbing, and Krystal's thighs squeezing his face hungrily, desperately between them as though utterly terrified that the man present there might stop if she gave him the chance.

"Fuck me! Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck mmmmhhhhhhhaahhhhhhgodyessssssssss!"

Seven came after another half hour, thirty minutes of Fox purposefully taking Krystal to the edge and leaving her hanging there before backing off for a minute or so, then repeating the process until amidst those wild, mindless screams of furious and gleeful lust all rolled into one, Krystal howled when finally Fox plunged himself into her, and set her off like a spark in a dynamite factory.

When number eight struck Krystal like a freight train and she wrapped herself around Fox like she was never going to let go, toes splayed out and quivering individually as she roared and sobbed and shrieked under the throes of fucking far more forceful than he had demonstrated earlier that night, Wolf admitted to himself that it might be close. That he might even lose by a single orgasm. At that point though he was almost too turned on, too worked up to care. He had waited so long and tried so hard to hold himself back so that if he was given another opportunity he could extend his lead, but not being able to touch himself while watching Krystal locked in the throes of such overwhelmed and ferocious rapture felt like torture. Like he was denying himself the opportunity to share this incredible moment with the woman he loved, and all for what? Just as the vixen had said, a petty game of oneupsmanship.

"H-hey, Fox?"

Wolf murmured to his rival, swallowing his pride and preparing to ask whether it might be possible for them to call it a draw before Krystal hit the ninth orgasm of this bout with Fox and his tenth of the night shared with her. Fox didn't answer of course. Not because he was trying to be a jackass or anything like that, not because he wanted to win this bet over any other possible circumstances, but quite simply because he was in the middle of fucking Krystal, and in that moment in time nothing else existed for him but their entwined, writhing bodies.

"Fox, I was wondering, c-could we call it a-..."

Wolf started to ask the question anyway, his right hand trembling with the exertion it was taking him not to grasp it and start masturbating right then and there. Before he could even finish the question though, he heard three things in rapid succession which utterly invalidated what he was about to say.

He heard a thick, wet slurping sound. A rich, satisfying pop at the end of that slurp a moment later, and then, in heaven-sent tones of strangled glee, he heard Krystal scream once more.

"Your knot! It's... a-aahhhyesss! Fox! Do it! Do it to me again! Please! Please!"

As number ten struck, and Fox sealed his victory, Wolf surrendered. He didn't wait for permission, not from the vulpine male at least. He didn't wait to declare his admission of loss. In that moment he did the only thing which felt right. The only thing which seemed to matter even slightly any more. He flung himself forward, and lying upon his side he embraced both Krystal and Fox as they came together. He held them. He nuzzled and whimpered at them. He watched and listened and felt them cumming as one. And when they were done, when Fox was spent once more and Krystal was panting, gasping, giggling and whimpering in satisfaction as she more wholly came to notice Wolf's presence beside her, the lupine male blushed as the vixen growled to him tenderly.

"Why are you acting like you've lost, Wolf?"

His cheeks flushed.

"Did you lose count, Krys? He... h-he made you cum ten times. I only did nine."

She giggled, and as Fox lay limp over her in a spent, giddy daze, the vixen rolled them over so that she was atop the semi-comatose male.

"No, I know that."

She teased, raising an eyebrow at Wolf at the same time as she raised her tail, wiggling her ass as best she could while her body was still locked together with Fox.

"But... the night's not over yet. I'm not done yet. And, even if you don't wanna wait for Fox to go soft... I do have another hole, y'know. So, get some lube... get that cock over here, a-and don't give up. I want you, I... I want both of you to keep fucking me. I need you to. Any hole. Any way you can think of to make it happen. To make me cum. I don't care who wins. I don't care which of you gets the high score. I just... what I want? Is for the two of you to help me beat mine."

Wolf's eyes widened, and he swallowed thickly.

"Your high score? You mean like, how many times you've made guys cum in a night, or... how many times you know you've cum in one night, one session before?"

Krystal giggled, and as she rolled her hips in excitement, pussy clutching around Fox's knot, he let slip an over-stimulated, weary whimper.

"The second one. Trust me, just the two of you would never be able to beat the first. But, for the biggest number of orgasms I've ever had in a night... the two of you are making great progress."

She murmured playfully, wiggling her ass eagerly at Wolf once again.

"Keep it up, and soon you'll be half way there."

By Jeeves

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