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Sharing the Lust

Part One of Three

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Ninnin

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The nightclub was a smaller affair, though that was merely as it was exclusive, the kind of club that one had to book a table at months in advance. That spoke volumes of the group of furs seated at the bar, laughter and alcohol flowing easily between them, enjoying the easy simplicity of each other's company. Five couples - and Maddie and Ninnin, the latter of which had orchestrated the whole event, even the private hire of the nightclub.

"I must say, Ninnin, you've outdone yourself."

He grinned, the raccoon's ears twitching faintly, a twinkle in his eye.

"Yeah... You could say I plan ahead. But Louise's is the best. I've never had a cocktail like what they do here anywhere else."

A hidden gem in the city, yet one that Ninnin was a frequent customer of, all with his gorgeous wife, Maddie the bunny, on his arm. Although the décor in there was dark and tasteful in shades of deep blue and shades of grey, he knew too how it looked when the lights were on, when the club was in full swing. Spotlights and disco lights would sweep the dancefloor, which was set away from the seating area and the bar with plenty of room to move, though that was not quite as much his scene as enjoying the quieter times there, tasteful music that made his heart pound just a little bit quicker than normal.

Of course, the music choices were from Cody that evening, the bay equine who had done so much for them in the past and was one of Maddie's "favourites". That was something that only those in the know would know, but was of no matter to anyone else. Ninnin only told others as much as Maddie wanted to tell him, though he had taken great pride and pleasure in seeing how the horse developed in his studies, a local college student in his second year. Film and technology were areas in which he was passionate about and purchasing the equipment for Cody had allowed Ninnin to see Maddie's exploits in excellent, sometimes surprising, definition.

Music, however... That was Cody's passion and not one that Ninnin had pushed into yet, though he was interested to see just how Cody would DJ the entire event. It might be something else, going forward, that he could assist the equine with as he set himself up properly at the DJ booth at the back of the dance floor. Far enough from them that he could concentrate on his selections, on lining up the best tracks from them, but still close enough that he could enjoy every bit of the show once his cock was hard and throbbing...

Music pumped through, switching tracks, an undercurrent to the unspoken need in the club at that moment. A little to set the mood, to play out the vibe of the place... There was no rush there, of course, none at all. Everything was alright, as long as Maddie was there with him, setting the pace, the tone, with her smaller, curvy little body.

She was beautiful. He had always said so, though Ninnin liked to say it time after time again, all to see the rise of a blush in her cheeks. Even though she had light grey fur, it came out a little darker in shade where the lighting was not as bright as it could have been to bring out her best features, a lighter cream flowing down her front. That, however, could not be seen all that often, unless she was unclothed or dressed more lightly for summer, though Ninnin lamented that he didn't often get to see her like that in autumn and winter.

That was a shame... She was even cuter snuggled up in cosy sweatshirts and the like, even when he wanted to see her in nothing but her fur. He'd seen her with plenty more than that, in all actuality, with many cocks of all shapes and sizes (big stallions and dogs were a favourite, of course) pressed reverently into her holes as if they were there merely as an act of worship.

Without thinking about it, Ninnin shivered, though he suppressed it enough that he did not disturb Maddie. She was too light, too fun, too much "enjoying the moment," her rich amber hair with a deep auburn twist to it. Absent-mindedly, he ran his fingers through it, careful of her styled curls, the bunny wriggling on top of her barstool while the wolf bartender slipped another whisky over to Ninnin. He sipped it lightly, taking his time, savouring it. He would never have wanted to rush one of his favourites with the rich, oaky undertones, leaving an impression even when it had slipped down his throat.

Yes... Yes, he had seen his beautiful wife in all kinds of situations, for the raccoon anthro was not shy in the slightest of sharing her out with, well, any male that she wanted to be with, in fact. There were no restrictions when it came to Maddie, even when, perhaps, there should have been. He only longed to see her happy, to see her fulfilled, her body aching and throbbing around huge shafts that had no place shoving into her. He'd seen her stretched around those dicks so many times over that she had been almost "worn" as something on them herself, though that was perhaps a little too crude for him to be thinking as her husband so early in the night.

Later, however... Oh, anything would be fair game then! But the foreplay was what they longed for too, something that they lusted for just as much, the warm-up and the tease that would make the multiple main events so many times more exciting.

He couldn't wait.

Maddie leaned into him, giggling at something that Novie had said. The blue kangaroo had her fur tastefully dyed all of the time and none of them had ever seen her with her dye job fading in the slightest, she was so on top of its maintenance. It was funny to imagine her as anything other than her sharp self, Novie the kind of kangaroo that they wouldn't have been surprised at all to see pushing her glasses up her nose. Most of the time, however, Novie didn't wear glasses.

"Oh, where on earth do you get all these little factoids from?" Maddie laughed, though Ninnin could only smile at the warmth of her fur and body against his, how solid she felt against him, all in the best of ways. "I swear, you're like...one of those shows! The one that quizzes you and you have to answer trivia questions!"

"She's won one of those!" Salma jumped in, slamming her palm down on the bar top, all attention on the cheetah. "Seriously, it was back in college! I can't believe she outstripped them all - I think it even ended up on TV too!"

Maddie grinned at them. It was so good to be with them all, her friends, the friends of her and her husband. It was difficult to keep up with all of them, but the guys, all in their twenties and earlier thirties, consisted of Troy, a bay Clydesdale, Cole, a black bull, Owen, a Bison, Ethan, an Elk and, last but not least by any means, Mason, who was a moose with a rather impressive rack of antlers. There was certainly no shortage of the hooved and cloven-hooved anthros in their group that night!

Troy, Cole, Owen, Ethan and Mason. And that was only the husbands! They were all married up, every guy with a partner, but the ladies were perhaps the ones that Maddie had grown closer to over the years. Of course, there was Salma the cheetah and Novie the kangaroo, but also May, a fluff dragon of short stature, Scarlet, a red panda, and Yve, a mouse who always seemed to be running about, her black and grey fur setting her apart from the traditional brown and grey.

Every one of them was so different, but they all came together as if it was meant to be, everyone relaxing, even though there were a few frictions between them. Even the best of friendships, of course, and marriages too had their bumpy patches. It was how they came through those rougher spots, however, that made a difference in the grand scheme of things.

They laughed, they drank, they shared jokes, the wolf bartender shaking his head at them, though it was easy enough for him, thankfully, to keep up with the demands of such a small crowd. It was better, for him, than serving a large crowd on a Saturday night, especially considering he had been given advance warning that he was likely to take home a sizeable tip at the end of the night, depending on what he was willing to do. There would be no pressure on him to join in, however, letting him follow the lead of his own, wherever that led him, though keeping the drinks flowing and serving other needs - such as supplying napkins and damp clothes to cleanse themselves for freshness whenever needed - would aid his tip too. It was the kind of extra job at the club that required a little more thought.

That was why he was on duty that night, for the first time serving the husbands and wives of a group that were soon to become a frequent fixture there once more.

"So, dears..."

Scarlet, the red panda, grinned, licking her lips in a flash of a neon blue tongue. There was a sense of need in her, trembling and aching through, even as she sat there, her heart pounding. Though it was not as if the others knew that, even if they sensed an obvious shift in her demeanour. Subtly, or perhaps not so much, Scarlet moved her knees apart a touch, offering any wandering eyes to following the line up her shapely thighs under the hem of her dress, which was already on the short side. Yet for what they had all planned that night, it was perfect.

"Who's going to go first?" She practically purred, her tongue flickering out against her lips again, panting ever so lightly through an open mouth. "I think we're all eager to get going before the night is old...though we have this booked all night, don't we, Ninnin?"

The raccoon nodded, sitting a little more upright, his tail a little stiffer in excitement than it had been before. Even the plush, soft barstool that he was seated on did not feel quite as comfortable to him as it had before. It was funny how the tiniest of contractions of muscles, that flutter of arousal deep in his loins, could change so much about his body in a moment like that. He was no stranger to it.

"Sure..." He said, Maddie wriggled against him, her little bunny tail twitching madly. "But I think there's one thing we need to get ready first of all. Ethan, did you bring the condoms in with you?"

The elk raised his head, having been a little too wrapped up in his drink to follow along with the lines of the conversation.

"Eh? What was that?"

His wife, Scarlet, smacked his arm lightly.

"Ethan! The condoms! You know we can't have one of us getting pregnant here, not when we're not ready!"

The elk made a face, rubbing the back of his neck, itching a spot that did not need scratching as he shook his head.

"Err... I thought Mason was bringing them?"

The moose held up his paws.

"Not me! I thought that one was down to the ladies this time! You know what a big box we need, come on - we have to share that around!"

They laughed, but there was a bit of a problem there in that everyone, very clearly, thought that someone else was supplying the condoms. Gently, Salma prodded Novie in the back before the kangaroo could spill out a fact about condoms, or perhaps their use, for it was not the time.

But that was a pickle... If they were all going to have their fun together, even if there was one, most certainly, who was going to be the central focus for many and their voyeuristic, kinky pleasures too, they had to have condoms. Surely so? They had always used them before when they got together for such things and it would have been risky, a rather big risk indeed. That was why they'd always used them, but, in their circle of friends, it was something that needed no explanation.

"What are we going to do now?" Owen frowned, the bison with his arm around his wife, the fluff dragon. "Maybe one of us can go out to get them?"

"Oh, but that'll delay everything!"

"Then can we just do other things?"

"Well, is it really that big of a deal?" Yve piped up, the mouse cocking her head, an eyebrow cutely quirked below her purple hair. "We can just pull out, take a morning-after pill tomorrow if there's anything to be worried about there... There are options for us. Besides, it's mostly going to be Maddie and, well..."

Yve grinned while the bunny blushed, though met her gaze proudly, head-on. As if there was anything to be worried about when it came to having a breeding fetish! Or a liking for it, at the very least, because it was not as if the bunny had ever gotten herself knocked up before. Even though she was with her husband and had been for several years, there was something there that made them want to wait, as much as they roleplayed it between themselves.

In previous sessions though, when they had played with other couples, her screaming how much she wanted to be bred, fucked, "knocked up" ... Well, that hadn't given her much plausible deniability in the whole thing.

The males there, the husbands, clustered together around Ninnin, Maddie backing off while Scarlet shot her a cheeky look and whispered something dirty in her ear that her squealing. There was no real concern about the condoms, not really, not when they knew each other so well, but they did need to have consent about what was going to happen that night before doing anything at all...

"We can go out to get them," Ethan offered, but the elk did not look as if that was much of a choice. "Is there anywhere that does the larger sizes at this hour?"

A shake of the head was his answer. Ninnin groaned, running his fingers back through the fur on top of his heads, ears twitching back and forth as if he was trying to catch snippets of other conversation. As always, his attention was on Maddie, even while there were other things there to be discussed.

"Well, the ladies are right," the bull, Cole, offered, perhaps the most amenable of the group. "We can pull out, come on. Everyone's done it before right and nothing's gone wrong? As long as they are happy to take the morning after pill too, just to make sure that there's nothing unwanted or unexpected... Where's the harm?"

Ninnin smiled. Of course, he knew where the "harm" would be, even if it would not be any harm to them at all, none at all. Maddie always knew what she was getting into with him and, well, there had been too many roleplay sessions with that kink in mind for him to ignore when it came to his wife and her desires.

With him, she deserved everything that she could have wanted and more.

That was how his wife found herself kissing Cole as the others stripped her, the guys enjoying the moment, closing in around her, though it was something of a crowd. Though their relationships there had all begun with lightness and friendship only, the nuances of the sexual had long ago seeped into their relationships, colouring them with the kind of lust and excitement that had them coming back for more time after time again.

In the background, the music dropped to a deep, sultry base, throbbing like the heat within them at that very moment. Smiling, Ninnin raised his glass to the bartender who nodded back at him.

"Let me know if you'd like anything else on, the boss said to make sure you guys had anything you wanted. But it's my first time serving you here, you know? Just let me know!"

A little nervous, though Ninnin hoped that the wolf would not be too distracted by the show, not as he watched his wife in the arms of Cole, the bull, his grey horns polished to a sheen that reflected the lights of the club. The lighting teased down another notch, leaving a little to the imagination but not too much as her clothes eased from her body, what she might have worn out to the club if it had been in full swing. Not much was covered up on any of the ladies there, though it was all in keeping of how their favourite kind of encounters played out.

But she was glorious, a vision with the nightclub lights flashing over her, a low, smooth sweep that added to the sexual vibe of the pulsing music. The bunny swayed her hips, down to her bare fur against Cole's strong, broad chest, the bull's huge, round shoulders luring her in. It was not that she didn't love her husband dearly - but she loved having him watch her even more, in a way. It was another aspect to their relationship, another side as if one was looking at a perfect, naturally formed diamond. Yet there would always be more to uncover there, another edge to follow, a line to chase.

Their relationship was far from boring...and their sex life even more exciting for how they participated in it together.

"Ohhh..."

The bunny moaned, rolling her hips into Cole's large paw, so big that he almost seemed to be able to cover her entire crotch with it. If she had not been so eager, Maddie might have been a little embarrassed by how wet she was already, dripping onto his paw, yet that height of need warmed her through, despite being entirely nude.

There, there was nothing for her to be ashamed of, allowed to be her true self, losing herself in the moment, all with Ninnin's eyes on her while he enjoyed his favourite whisky. She'd have to check the name of it again and make sure she picked up another bottle for him for his birthday...

Still, that was not where her attention was as the bull sat down, the wooden chair perhaps not one that was meant to support the weight of two furs together. Either way, it would have to do, creaking under them. She only hoped that nothing would happen here to kill the mood as she moaned, grinding against his cock. The hard length of his monster dick had sprung from his pants, though she was barely aware of just when he'd gotten his dick out, underwear trapped under the base of his cock but over his balls, as if only his cock was to be on show.

It was hot, too hot, need coursing through her as pre-cum dribbled from that brute of a dick to her pussy, marking her clit, her folds spreading lightly as she pushed her hips up against him, at a better angle to send pleasure sparking through her once again. Maddie was ready, so ready, her lips parted breathily, her mouth dry with raw need. Even her throat felt tight, though she was sure that would all go away until she had a cock rammed into it...

"Don't worry, Maddie, I'll pull out..." Cole murmured, capturing her lips with his own for a wet, sultry kiss. "It'll be okay... Damn, you're so hot..."

There was a time for words and that was no time for pleasantries, not as she allowed him to pick her up in his arms, the bull's shirt open, if not pushed from his shoulders yet. In his excitement to fill her, he had forgotten to get her ready too, though the slick mess of her arousal on his paw should have told the bovine that there was little need of that. With his cock freed from his trousers, belt hanging open, he was half-undressed and unable to do any more than that as he sat back harder, snorting softly.

"Mmm... No," she moaned. "No foreplay... Damn it, Cole... Fuck me!"

The others laughed, but the bull knew when to please a demanding lady, sharing a cheeky smile with his wife, watching with her paw up under her skirt, enjoying the show. It would not be long before all of them, husbands and wives alike, would all be nude and down to their bare fur.

All as it was intended to be. Cole did not deny her, raising her hips more and more so that he could get her hot hole up to the tip of his cock, the bunny perfectly poised to slide down on him, though it was not a feat that came easily. Although the bunny was well known for being easy to fuck, a stretchy body that could take more cocks than anyone could imagine (before seeing it first hand), she was tight, so tight, on that first penetration.

Cole grunted, kissing her deeply, the position allowing them to tangle their tongues, lapping longingly up against one another as he dominantly and proudly took Maddie right there in front of her husband. It was something they had done before, but it was hotter than it ever could be in any memory or recollection, by a long shot, to feel her body pressed so lustfully up against him, his cock slipping inside. Deeper and deeper... The bunny squealed lustfully into his mouth as her folds stretched and strained around him, to the point that he wondered, sometimes, if he had gone too far with her, though that was simply not possible with Maddie. The bunny could handle herself well enough anyway to tell him to stop or do something different, whatever she pleased.

That was what they were there for, the pleasure, the rampant, swirling lust, the scent of sex colouring even the hint of alcohol in the air. The lingering presence of bodies from other patrons of the club, the throb of heat... Everything came together blissfully, all at once, as she lost herself in the moment, grunting, heaving and panting.

There were no rules, beyond not cumming inside, after the condom fiasco, after all... They could do anything they wanted, her pussy trying to squeeze down around his cock to the best it could. But he was so thick, her pussy easily slickening the way for him as she rode him in the chair, knees pressed in tightly on either side of his thighs, that she could not help but squirm delightfully, the need to orgasm pressing urgently upon her already.

She would never have said no to it.

Watching, Ninnin murmured under his breath, spellbound by the display.

"Come on, Ninnin, don't you want to have a little play with the show?"

He grinned, though was game to share a kiss with Novie, the kangaroo, straddling his lap, grinding down on him with a supple flex and roll of her hips. With her buttocks filling his paws, he squeezed, delightfully easing through the soft layer of fat to the muscle underneath, what gave her arse its delightful shape.

Maddie... Oh, he would have liked that she had one eye on him, but she was enjoying herself too much for that. He watched, moaning, letting Novie nibble on his ear, up and down the line of his neck. With her blunter, herbivorous teeth, she giggled, her top off, brassie barely cradling her breasts.

His eyes caught that. Mmm... It was interesting to see her with a demi-cup, her nipples half poking over the top as if they were shy, though there was nothing shy about the kangaroo, a powerful being in her own right. She held herself with poise, yet there was a cheekiness about her that came out in her quips, sharp and witty with intelligence that few could hope to match up to. She far outclassed Ninnin, that was sure.

"Did you know..." She breathed, all while her husband ploughed Ninnin's wife's pussy full. "That a single teaspoon of semen has three-hundred-thousand sperm in it? And how much...do you think..."

She left her utterance hanging there, Ninnin groaning deeply in the back of his throat, eyes smouldering with lust. Yet his lust was of a more restrained kind, holding back to enjoy every last second of all that was his to hold, his to take, letting Novie undress him, murmuring to him how much Maddie was enjoying it. It was not as if he could not hear that for himself, however, with how his bunny-wife cried out, grinding down more and more, quivering on the edge of orgasm.

She was aware of the moan she made in the throes of climax, hips working deviously, panting, though it was the first of many for the bunny that evening, letting her lust carry her away, the swelling beat of the music - no lyrics that time - taking her along with it. Cole sweated lightly, just enough to add a tinge of perspiration to the air in the sense of light musk, releasing a little more of his natural aroma. It was even more carnal and intoxicating to her, his huge shaft stretching her out, though the bunny would have been a fool as to think that he was all she was taking.

More and more... Yes, she needed it! Losing herself in lust, one orgasm crashing into another as Cole did not even have to rub her clit for her to reach her second high, she screamed out her pleasure. She didn't see her husband's eyes fixed on her, the cheers of the wives, not even the surprised startle of the bartender at her cry. All that mattered was the throbbing of Cole's cock inside her, thick and heady, seeming to swell and stretch her out more and more with every lewd, throbbing pump.

He thrust and he ground, orgasm rippling through her, a tidal wave of desire crashing over her. Yet the bunny knew that he could not cum inside her, not as she held back, moaning, whimpering, wanting it all even as Cole, damn him, played exactly by the rules that her husband had laid out.

Well, the rules that her husband and she had laid out... Maddie bit her lip, grunting throatily. But what the hell were rules there for if not to be broken?

She pressed down, grinding, humping, but it was not enough. He was too good, too in control of himself, as much as she prided herself on being the kind of bunny that could make any guy lose control. Cole kissed her breathlessly, pulling her off his cock, though she whimpered at the absence of his fat pole stretching her pussy out.

"No... Please..."

"Damn it, Maddie, you're too hot for your own good," he grunted, eyes ravaging her body, though he laid her back on a coat that had been laid out for them on the carpet. "But this... Your husband..."

He groaned, pressing his cock between her breasts - but Maddie hadn't gotten all the fun that she'd had without enjoying something more. Her lust was up and her aching, burning body would not accept anything less than the hot spire of his cock slammed into her pussy, grinding deep. Using her smaller size and lithe body to her advantage, she twisted around, off the coat and on all fours, grinding back onto his cock with shocking aim.

"Unff!"

Oh, the moan he gave was all that she could think of, the bull sealed back inside her once again, shocked by her forwardness, how quick she had been to get herself back into the position she demanded from him. Maddie grinned, though her grin swiftly devolved into an open-mouthed moan, tongue pressing against her lower lip as if it wanted to dangle from her mouth, panting like a dog. She was far from that, but she liked feeling like that, as if she was nothing more than a bitch in heat, needing to be fucked and taken to the exclusion of all else.

"Oh, yes... Fuck, Maddie... Yes... I'm going to pull out, yes... I'll pull out..."

That was what he intended, however, as the slutty bunny ground back on him, passionately moaning. Her cries filled the air, the slap of his hips on her buttocks impossible to deny, need rising heatedly in both of them.

Harder and harder, he fucked her with meaning. Maddie rolled her hips back, but was clasped by his paws, pinned and held in place as Cole slammed in. She wanted it and she wanted him to pull out too - but those things could not exist together, as much as she wanted everything in her world to be exactly as she wanted it to be. It could not be so and yet a part of her trusted him still to cum in her, to feel that bareback explosion, the heady, heavy slosh of his cream inside her, forced right up into her womb from the sheer volume of it.

"Unff..." She found her words through the slap of hips on her buttocks, her whole body quivering. "You've gotta...gotta..."

"Mmm, yes... Maddie..."

"Pull out..."

The entire room tipped in towards them, spellbound. Ninnin's eyes locked onto her and even Novie stilled. Were they really going to do it?

There was no heart in Maddie's words, how she reminded Cole, over and over, to pull out, neither of them wanting it. Yet she was still shocked as he bellowed out his cry, his orgasm exploding inside her, her eyes going wide with shock.

She didn't think he would do it, actually do it. With no barrier between his cock and her pussy, there was nothing to stop the hot splash of his cum pouring into her, working deeper and deeper, wanting to find her womb and deeper still. There was only one course for an orgasm as powerful as that one, her husband's eyes on her, though Maddie could only tuck her chin down and groan gutturally. It was such a raw, primal sound, languishing in the feeling of being bred, that she could barely take it all in, the bull giving short, sharp thrusts, staying as deep inside her as possible.

She would take a pill afterwards, yes... Everything would be fine. Yet all Maddie wanted was his cock throbbing inside her, aching, pressing up against her innermost barrier, as if there was no possible way for him to go any deeper. He ground into her with devious passion, not wanting to pull out even as her lower jaw dropped speechlessly, quivering under him, needing it all and yet not knowing how to say that what her mind and her body craved did not line up with one another. At least, not in any kind of way that was sensible.

"Mmm, looks like Maddie's getting a bit risky here..." Salma, the cheetah, laughed, her paws down her husband's trousers as she got him ready. "Who would have thought?"

For they all knew her inclinations there and loved her for it, how far she pushed, how far she wanted to go, enjoying her lusts and her passions to the greatest extreme possible. The bull groaned deeply, throb after throb of his cock sending thick spurts deep into her, no condom at all to protect them. Maddie quivered deliciously around his cock, her fingers striving to curl into the thin carpet, yet it was not of a pile that would allow her to grip it, forcing her merely to brace instead. It only added to the experience.

"Such a raunchy, slutty bunny..."

She shuddered bodily. Yes, oh, she was... That was only all that she had wanted in going out to the club, even though Ninnin had orchestrated it, all for her. Despite not feeling as if she had the strength in her to raise her head at that moment, she knew his eyes were on her, all of his love contained right then, his cock hard and arousal up. It always was when he watched her take someone else.

He could not have said, however, that he had expected Maddie to take a load of fresh cum so quickly. Maybe he had been holding out on his wife more than he'd realised, though they fucked and made love, however one wanted to put it, every day. There was time enough for them, whether it was a quickie or a longer, drawn-out session, always making the time as he panted, Novie down to her underwear and Ninnin with his shirt open and boxer briefs remaining only. His cock protruded over the edge of the briefs, clasped and stroked by the kangaroo, and it would only take a soft slide of her paw to relieve him of his underwear too. It would reveal more, but not the hint of canine heritage shown in his shaft, an unformed knot at the base of his cock, ready to swell. He probably wouldn't knot anyone that night though, as he wouldn't have wanted to, quite literally, been so tied up that he wasn't able to fully enjoy the show of his wife being taken.

Some things were more important when a quick squeeze of his knot would see him right either way...

"How many sperm," she breathed in his ear, Ninnin's cock in her paw, stroking, pleasing, "in that delicious gallon of cum?"

Novie grinned, Ninnin hissing through his teeth and groaning deep in the back of his throat, hips locked down to the chair with every scrap of willpower he had at his disposal.

"Just that one load will slosh about in her for hours, into tomorrow," she whispered. "I should know, being his wife. I've taken it enough times."

Ninnin laughed shortly, hiding his lust behind it, paws sliding down the kangaroo's thighs.

"You should know...but that's not all you're going to take tonight, is it?"

Novie shivered. Ninnin could so easily take on a dominant air, as if it was his natural state and he merely had to shift his tone of voice back to what was the most natural for him to call on it once more. Like his everyday persona was one that he put on - not much, of course, just in the sense that he did not behave dominantly, of course, with his friends and colleagues every day. But it was not how he was, the kind of anthro who did not even need to raise their voice to be heard, calm and in control and inviting others to join in with that intoxication too, though on their knees around him.

What Maddie did not know, however, was that Ninnin could have stopped the scene before him at any moment. Cole's eyes had met his over Maddie's back when she'd ground back on him so desperately, wanting it, moaning for it, but it was the tease that they'd wanted, of feeling that it was too much of a risk, that it was not something that they were going to go through with. Sparing Novie a swift, lustful kiss, Ninnin raised his glass to the bull, Cole grinning back. If they had been closer, they may have given each other a high-five, but the moment, as it stood, was not quite right for that.

Yet that was what Ninnin adored watching with his wife, that moment of shock, how her body twisted lightly, pushing, grunting, groaning... The shock on her face as she realised that her ploy had been called. She could have given in and taken a load of cum over her tits, but she'd wanted the bull's cock too badly to play by the rules. Yet what were rules there for if not to be broken when it was all good between them?

"Don't worry, Maddie..." Cole panted, leaning over her, covering her body with his on all fours as his strong chest teased up to her back. "They'll pull out too... And I'm pulling out too, see, now that you're full of my seed... I don't want to keep the rest of them waiting now..."

She giggled under him, wriggling her hips, wanting him to stay inside her, though the flaring swell of his cock had to ease out sooner or later, especially when she had several other guys to please there too.

"Ohhh, you knew exactly what you were doing there," she quipped back, raising her hips to show off the messy, slick, dripping cream-pie of her sex as his cock slopped fully from her. "You knew... I just got in ahead of you on that joke. But I can't take too many risks here, can I?"

That was what she was supposed to say, what she knew she had to say. She would be fine, she was sure, though she loved the risk of it, how intoxicating it was, how it made her shiver. The bunny blew her husband a kiss, wiggling her hips, and Ninnin mimed catching it, pressing it to his heart.

"You two are sickeningly sweet, you know that?"

Ninnin only had a grin by way of reply for Novie. But the bull stepped aside, allowing the moose and the elk, Mason and Ethan, to take her together. The only question there was which holes they would choose. Anything was fair game with Maddie and, as much as she enjoyed a warm muzzle between her thighs too, she loved their thick cocks even more, being pounded ruthlessly to climax after climax.

Slowness and sweetness could wait for another time.

"How rude of him..." Mason rumbled, a quiet soul whose lust had been raised the very moment he'd been allowed to participate in stripping Maddie down to her bare fur. "We won't do that to you, Maddie."

The bunny put her paws on her hips, though her grin gave her away, as much as a part of her wanted to keep up the play on being serious.

"Oh, yes?" She rocked her buttocks back into Ethan's crotch, the elk's hard cock defined at the tip, a length that would feel amazing plugging any of her holes. "And what is that?"

"Pulling out, Maddie..." Ethan grunted, pressing up to her back, though he dwarfed her standing, even without adding his rack into the equation, shaped a little differently and pushed further back than the moose's. "We'll only cum inside you if you want."

Oh, it was such a game, but the kind of game where no one there honestly did know the rules. If there had been any rules, they were out the window, broken, made up as they went along. Maddie moaned, stepping a little to the side where there was a sofa and a low table for patrons to enjoy, though she was more interested in the comfortable rug that had been laid out on the floor there. That would be better on her knees than the damn thin carpet. Maybe she'd have to let them know that that didn't feel as good as they thought, but it was not as if the club was exactly designed for fucking or with sex in mind.

"You've got to pull out this time though," Maddie giggled breathlessly, resting between them as the moose and the elk kissed her neck, kissed her breasts, kissed every inch of her they cared to. "Mmm... Yes... Yessss..."

She hissed desperately through her teeth as they pressed up to her, their need obvious in the throbbing of their cocks: long lengths of smooth flesh eager to ravish her. They lowered her down onto all fours, words passed between them that were mostly for her pleasure.

"God, Maddie, can't believe I get to fuck such a tight pussy again..."

"Your husband's a lucky guy."

"But you'll be so stretched out on our cocks that you won't know what else to think!"

They certainly took the meaning of "being fucked silly" seriously, letting her settle herself and hungrily take Mason's cock into her mouth. Her little mouth looked quite as if it must have been far, far too small and too delicate to take him, cheeks puffing out, though there was more to it than that, Maddie demonstrating her abilities with a delicious squeal, however muffled it was. Her hungry pussy ached for more and was swiftly allowed all that it desired in a hard length of elk meat pushing insistently into her soaking wet pussy.

She ached for it, losing herself there, fucking in her mouth and her pussy at the same time. Her head spun and yet she clung, tenuously, to the last scrap of reality that she could. It was only her second round of sex of the night and already she felt as if she was burning up from the inside out, heaving and panting, whimpering around that fat length. Mason thrust, running his fingers through her hair, tender and almost loving... But there was a roughness behind the twist of his digits.

Held in place, the bunny moaned around his cock, the throbbing, aching bulge of it pushing deeper. The strain would have been shocking if it was not something that she was more than used to taking with a raw, feral edge, as if she was giving up everything that she knew and loved to be nothing more than a cock hungry whore. Of course, that only applied for Maddie in the throes of sex and lust, but she could not and would not have denied how her little bunny tail twitched and flicked up, aching for it, her whole body trembling with lust.

Ethan groaned deeply, his throat trembling with a bellow that threatened to rumble forth, slamming into her hot, wet pussy. Oh, she was tight, but not tight enough with one dick to hinder his thrusts, though Maddie wickedly squeezed down around him, all to heighten their pleasure. That was better, so much better, her head spinning, the moose gripping her ears while the elk held onto her hips as if he was afraid she was going somewhere. But they all knew the terms of their agreement on those nights together better than anyone else, how the throbbing pounds of lust and the squelch of her pussy slick around his cock played out.

She wasn't going anywhere she didn't want to be. And that was just what the guys loved so much about Maddie.

"Damn, you're so fucking hot, Maddie," Ethan groaned, glutes tense and contracted as he powered in. "So... Unff... Yeah, baby, grip my cock, ah, just like that!"

Ninnin watched hungrily, Maddie taken from both ends, her throat bulging around the moose's cock. He'd wondered how they were going to play it out, who was going to take each position, but it was unbelievably horny to watch her, to enjoy the sight of her. Even then, a thick bulge showed through her lower abdomen, though it was nothing in comparison to what Ninnin was sure he would see by the end of the night.

His wife was the hottest in the world, not only to him. The thought made the raccoon warm through with passion, fingers curling around the warming glass in his paw.

Where Ninnin ached to watch, the lure of expending a little of his lust too was too enticing to allow to pass him by in the heat of the moment. Nearby, he caught sight of Cole relaxing and recovering with his wife, though he was laid back on a sofa with her rubbing her pussy over his muzzle while she straddled his face. Just like the kangaroo to get what she wanted. Yet those there were all there to get what they wanted, to enjoy the fruits and the lusts of their bodies.

"Don't want to spend this time alone, now, do you, Ninnin?"

Their wives. Oh, he had almost forgotten about them, but he could not, not as Yve sat back on the floor, the mouse shooting him a grin as she played her soft, delicate hind paws up his leg. The walk of her toes was intensely erotic in a way that Ninnin had not given due credit before, breath hitching in his chest. The red panda was just as ready for him, though perhaps a little more openly horny, her paw between her thighs as she masturbated for him, devoid of any scrap of underwear.

"Mmm, I think between the two of us, we can give you something more to, mm...tease you..." Scarlet murmured huskily, fluttering her eyelashes at him. "Something nice and wet...and..."

But there was no need for words, her sexy monologue fading into the background, regardless of how Ninnin appreciated it. He lusted for the scene before him too much, though one had asked before whether he wanted to be in on the action with his wife rather than watching - whether it made him regret not being inside her or made him want to be inside her more. Truthfully, it was a kink that could only be satisfied through the art of voyeurism with those he trusted, controlling all for Maddie's safety and ensuring that she got everything she wanted at the same time. For them, it was a win-win situation.

Ninnin, however, was not so strong that he could resist the tickling, pressing tease of Yve's hind paws, her feet dancing over his thighs as he spread his legs for her. The mouse squeaked happily, brushing her purple hair out of her eyes where it had fallen a little lower in her excitement, her toes wriggling as she folded her hind paws confidently around his cock. No one was more skilled at giving a top-notch foot or paw job - however one wanted to refer to it - than Yve. How she flexed her feet, pressing around, the length of her paws up against his cock... Ninnin moaned.

"Hey, I'm getting a turn here too, honey!"

Scarlet pressed in. Maybe it was not the best idea to have Maddie taken by two of the husbands at once, though Ninnin could not say that he was at all opposed to the attention. What would it be like when every guy was crowding in on Maddie, every last one of them hustling to be in the best place for the action? Everyone wanted a piece of her and he longed to see it all, how many dicks she could fit in her, his breath catching, need almost overwhelming him.

Scarlet was tactful, however, which he appreciated. He wouldn't have wanted his sight blocked, but he needed something to hold onto, something to give him another tactile distraction, to distract him from blowing his load too quickly. Not that that was a bad thing at all, of course, but he needed her breasts in his face, smothered softly, though still allowing him one eye to look out of, to keep an eye on Maddie. His bunny was perfectly safe and fine, pinned between two strong, powerful bodies, but he wanted to see, wanted to drink in the sight of her, like one of many fine bottles of wine that he bought for her.

Only the best for Maddie. Always only the best.

He suckled on Scarlet's nipples, revelling in the change of partner as much as he enjoyed how Maddie's moans filled the air. They were the perfect encouragement for him to tease and please the red panda, riling her up. Oh, he was ever the gentlefur, but the problem with Ninnin was that no one had to do anything that they didn't want to do there. She could just as well get her rocks off with her husband as she did with him, but he knew Scarlet more than well enough to know that she had her eye on the bartender too.

"Mmph, oh, yeah, like that... Gawd, your tongue!"

The red panda arched against him, allowing him to swap from one breast to the other. The pleasure on her nipples was intense, a wet feel following his tongue as the raccoon grinned, pressing more urgently into her warm, soft flesh. Her large breasts lured him on and he imagined Maddie egging him on, even as the bunny was caught up in lust of her own.

Oh, and Yve's feet... His head swam, very nearly losing his grip, his cock dribbling pre-cum. Oh, he didn't want to finish just yet, but that was just the build-up and the tease that he needed, his heart pounding so hard that it hammered against the inside of his ribcage. The raccoon trembled with pleasure, on the edge of orgasm, yet he didn't want to tip over, stilling the needy thrust and roll of his hips.

He wasn't in control for nothing... He had a handle on the situation, as much as some parts appeared out of his control, delighting him through and through. His hips longed for nothing more than to thrust wildly, yet the pleasure would be greater still if he held off, edging for a bit longer, letting his need build and build as the mouse played her feet around his cock, even down over his balls. Yve was gentle where needed, massaging and wiggling with her toes over his nuts, taking tender care as requested, though there was more that the raccoon could handle even without receiving such a pleasure before.

Ninnin groaned, his attention still on his wife, trembling yet again on the edge of orgasm, more and more pre-cum dribbling down his length, more than ever would have appeared. Fuck, she was so hot... Losing himself a little more, he wriggled deliciously in his seed, fur ruffled where it brushed up in the wrong direction. Ninnin did not care enough to brush it back down. Nothing like that matter with the heat of lust closing in around all of them, Scarlet groaning, pressing her chest urgently into his muzzle while her paw worked away between her legs.

Maddie panted, heaving as orgasm clawed at her. She screamed around Mason's cock, the moose powering into her mouth, trusting her to tell him if he was being too rough with her.

"Damn, you're the perfect cock sleeve, Maddie..."

She'd have to stop them from using her name too much, she made a mental note. Sure, she appreciated their respect - it wouldn't have been fun without it - but she wanted more, roughness, coarseness, the pounding of their cocks in a way that made her believe that they didn't care about her. Of course, it would only be an act (it would not have been hot if they didn't give a damn about her comfort) but it was what she needed, that illusion, her head spinning and spinning through multiple climaxes until she was a jittery mess of lust.

The bunny rolled her hips back, her head held in place by the tight grip on her ears. Yet she could not fail to notice their thrusts speeding up, grateful for the softness of the rug under her. The longer fibres allowed her something to grip onto, to dig her fingers into, howling and moaning, holding herself in place against the barrage of thrusts.

"Unff... So tight..."

"I'm going to blow in her mouth!" Mason half-bragged, the moose tilting his rack confidently. "Shame you have to pull out!"

Ethan bristled, the strokes of his cock pounding harder and harder, tipping forward over her back.

Oh yes, oh yes...

_ _

Maddie's pussy squeezed around him once more in orgasm, yet the little bunny was barely in control of her own body, the contractions there merely from climax. Nothing was of her own derivation as everything spiralled wildly out of control, the males grunting like beasts in rut, tilting over her, closer and closer with every thrust. The flesh of her buttocks jiggled with every rampant thrust, but there was nothing Maddie could do as ecstasy exploded within her, sending her groaning in blissful delight. Tendrils of heat lanced down her veins as if they were using them as a pathway to reach every last corner of her body.

Their antlers clattered and rattled over Maddie, but the bunny was not present enough to realise what was happening, that a little wrong tilt of their racks pulled them closer. She only grunted at the sudden repeated deep penetration, how two cocks were rammed so deeply into her that they could only pull out a few inches before thrusting again, though neither seemed at all inclined to stop.

"Fuck... I'm so fucking deep!" Ethan groaned, trying to arch his back to pull out. "Mason... Your rack!"

There was a joke in there somewhere, but not one that they wanted to dig up, not as their antlers locked together, trapping them in place. Together, both thrusting, they could no more pull out on Maddie and her husband's request than they could stop thrusting, the pleasure of her hot mouth and pussy.

Guys talked about not being able to stop... Well, it was a different matter entirely when no one was stopping them, even though they were all very well aware of the risks involved. Harder and faster, they crammed into her, leaving no inch of their cocks spare, sheaths pressing back even from the sheer depth of their thrusts. As Maddie gulped and swallowed around Mason's dick, her eyelids fluttered open, heart racing.

They were close... She could feel it in the pump of their bodies, how they shuddered against her. They heaved and panted, forced to share breath with how closely they leaned together over her back, but all she cared about were the words slipping through bated, lustful breath from their moaning mouths.

"Such a tight hole... Unnff..."

"Gonna...mmph...blow..."

Oh!

Mmph..._Maddie groaned, opening her eyes, pleading, her muffled cry unheard. _Pull out... Please... Ah! Pull...out...

_ _

But she didn't want that, even though taking another load into her bare, unprotected pussy was risky, very risky. Where were the condoms? Why had they taken such devious risks? Yet Maddie could not bring herself to regret it in the slightest, not as her pussy burned with passion, hot from every thrust, every pound, every particle in her body on fire. Her ears slicked back against her skull and neck passionately, softening in submission, giving in to the sensation.

Well, it wasn't as if they or she could do anything with their antlers locked like that, the ungulates fucking her harder than ever, as if they had something to prove to each other. There could have been a way out of it, if they had cared to find it. Harder and harder, they pounded her as a duo with short, driving thrusts that hardly pulled back before ramming in again, antlers lightly clacking, though there was no sign of them coming free, not yet.

"Mmmmph! Mmm, mmm, mm, mmmmmph!"

Maddie tried to cry out, to tell them to pull out, but it was too late, all in vain, their antlers preventing them from even considering the notion as Mason bellowed, arching his back, shoving his crotch right up to her nose. The squishing of her sensitive, twitching nose was not comfortable, but it was hot, adoring every last throb of his cock within her mouth and throat as if that end of her was a condom too, not just her pussy, something to contain a load, though one would never be enough, not for her.

No, she wanted more, losing herself, her cries fading, lust overcoming her. Maddie could not even remember asking them to pull out, not that they would have heard her cries anyway. He had to fill her, yes, all the way up to the brim, as if that was the only purpose that her pussy possibly could have to the group, remaining as they were. She moaned around his cock, however her cries were muffled, orgasm after orgasm pounding through her. The bunny would no more have been in a position to stop him then than either the moose or the elk were to pull out.

Above her head, Ethan met Ninnin's eyes, the raccoon breaking from the red panda's breasts for a moment, arms around her to hold her firm, giving the elk a grin and a nod. That was all Ethan needed.

He would have stomped and bellowed if he had the breath in his lungs to do so and the freedom in his body, but he held back, letting the grinding slam of his thrusts, lost to feral ecstasy, tell her exactly how he felt about it. Oh, how she knew, how the bunny relished the contained savagery of it all, trying to roll her hips back, even though she was truly pinned in place. The rather over productive Mason was still buried down her throat as he unloaded, not allowing her to taste his seed even as he sent it straight down to the pit of her belly.

Two loads, either end... Yet one brought with it a bliss of bareback breeding pleasure that it really should not have. She knew that it should not have turned her on as much as it did, but the tremble that reverberated through her was too erotic and too enticing to set aside. It was for her, all for her, moaning, whimpering, her nose wanting to tip down even with a cock in her muzzle. She had to keep her mouth open, had to keep weakly sucking, as much as Maddie lost sense of herself in the moment.

Maddie trembled under him, every hot spurt of cum that flooded her bringing with it another wave of pleasure, as much as her guts twisted with the notion that he was fucking her bareback, that there was nothing to stop that load of cum too from working its way deep up inside her, all the way to her womb. They stayed there for a long time, paws roaming her body, their antlers working themselves free, bit by bit, tilt by tilt.

"Mmmph, Maddie... I never think you're going to be this tight, you milk my cock so good."

"Ethan, c'mon, tilt a bit more, we've almost got it..."

"Alright, boys, it's about time I broke this up!"

Continued in part two.