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Finally after years of nagging and begging Sam and her husband Albert were finally taking a real vacation together. Al was such a stick in the mud he never wanted to go on any real adventures, his preferred holiday at the most extreme so far had been camping at a caravan park where there was still running water and electricity. So when he finally relented and agreed to go on an adventure with Sam, she was absolutely thrilled and had planned out a long itinerary of things to do and see. Both being middle aged huskies and having never seen real snow before, Sam thought an Alaskan tour would be the perfect remedy for that.

However when Al had heard of what she'd planned out, a tour of the great white Alaskan Tundra, he'd simply scoffed and said "If I wanted to see something white and flat, I'd watch the ballet dancers perform Swan Lake."

Despite her husband's dour mood, Sam had persisted until she finally found herself sitting beside the grumpy old mutt aboard a little all-terrain version of a safari vehicle. The bench seats letting the passengers have clear views out either side of the vehicle without windows blocking the scenery. Granted it was rather chilly, but Sam and Al's natural thick fur coats combined with some winter gear ensured they would keep warm enough, though it did make pressing the button on the camera to snap a few pictures rather difficult.

Around midday and halfway through their tour of the wilderness, the tour group stopped at the edge of some woods beside a trail to head further inside to see the "Crystal Cave". Not so much actual crystals however, instead it was a natural water system that froze during the colder months throughout the natural cave system and the ice refracted the light throughout the tunnel in dazzling displays. The sight inside the cave was mesmerizing, the sounds of the group's collective "ooohs" and "aahs" echoing off the walls to create an eerie haunting atmosphere.

Being the intrepid explorer she was, Sam went much further into the cave than their guide had said was advisable after she thought she saw an opening the guide had not mentioned. Sure enough, there was a narrow gap at the back of the cave that was not visible unless one were standing right beside it and even then at the right angle. Al turned just in time to see his wife vanish seemingly through the cave wall, rolling his eyes as he headed over to go collect her before the guide got angry, especially seeing as it was just about time for them to begin their journey home.

As Al found and stepped through the small gap, he saw Sam standing in the middle of a small almost dome shaped cave, the light display of which outshone the cave entrance by an order of magnitudes. Even being such a stick in the mud as he was, Al had to take a moment to drink it all in, finding himself at a loss for words as he slowly turned around and saw colors he'd never seen before. As he turned around slowly, he eventually found himself facing his wife, the still beautiful crimson and ivory furred canine that had captured his heart decades ago. Al smiled at her, leaning forward to kiss her twitching pink nose as he brushed her red haired fringe from her emerald eyes to see them more clearly, the only thing more beautiful than the lights in the cave as far as he was concerned. Despite being in her middle age years, Sam was still an attractive woman, petite even with her thick coat of fur, shapely behind capped with a lush curled tail. A little bit of a tummy now, but her smallish breasts had remained perky despite her years of not wearing a bra. If he hadn't been married to her for so long and this was the first time meeting her, he'd easily believe she was less than half her actual age. Her youthful spirit would only cement that fact, she exuded youthful fun and laughter where ever she went; she was almost his polar opposite.

Al was a head taller than Sam, he was the stereotypical black and white husky with blue eyes and a natural eye mask. Sam had thought he looked imposing and mean the first time she saw him, almost deciding against approaching the angry looking husky that fateful evening. But as soon as she had said hello to him, he'd broken out in the most radiant smile she'd ever seen. A short conversation later and Sam was hooked, he was the kindest and most gentle man she'd ever met, despite how stern or angry he appeared when he was concentrating. Unlike Sam however, having to ride a desk for his job meant Al was a little chubbier than when they'd first met, a little pudge around the middle, but he still had a strong chest and shoulders. Also his arms were still so muscled, she loved when he wore short sleeves around the house. It was her favorite pastime watching Al fix things or just lift things, seeing his muscles flex and swell beneath his dark fur. He also still managed to keep his cute pert butt somehow, Sam often sneaking pinches and gropes when he least expected, laughing and running away when he turned to glare at her. More often than not it led to bouts of passionate love making, an aspect of their relationship that thankfully had never dulled and was still as pleasurable now as it had been their first time together. As she stood staring up at him, Sam leaned in slowly to cup his jaws as she brushed her thumbs across his cheeks, tilting her muzzle up to press a soft kiss to his lips. "I love you, thank you for agreeing to come on this tour with me..."

"Oh shit, the tour!" Al almost yelped, suddenly remembering why he'd come back here in the first place. "We'd best rejoin them before they leave us behind!"

Sam pouted as he ruined the moment, but she agreed it probably was for the best. Tucking her camera away, she followed Al back through the gap in the wall to the main entrance, hearing him muttering as she did so.

"Crap, they've gone ahead without us. Maybe we can catch up with them before they leave us behind" Al grumbled, making sure Sam was following before he headed out the cave to follow the trail back the way they'd come. Outside the cave there was a small storm forming, fresh snow had begun falling while they were in the secret room, probably the reason their tour group had made a sudden exit. Try as he might, Al was no tracker and soon lost the trail which was quickly covered by fresh powder. He wished he'd paid more attention to the landscape on their way in so he could get a baring of where they were and which direction they needed to go, but all the trees and rocks looked the same to him.

"We're lost...aren't we?" Sam eventually asked, having to almost shout to be heard over the growing wind of the approaching storm, worry etched on her features. Al couldn't find the words he wanted to say to calm her, not wanting her to know how worried he really was. Just as he began to think all hope was lost, he squinted at a strange shape not far behind Sam. Slowly walking closer, he saw it was a person waving at him.

Standing between two large trees was a tall slender Elk clad in thick furs and waving at him with a friendly smile. The stranger pointed at the sky before making a motion meant to indicate the snowfall, next wrapping his arms about himself and mimicking shivering from the cold. He then pointed at Al and Sam before poking a finger to his own chest and raised his hands above his head that suggested he offered shelter from the storm.

"I think he wants us to follow him..." Sam spoke up, having been watching along with her husband and coming to the same conclusion. Al nodded and they began following the large elk. He was a slender fellow from what they could tell, but he was again a head taller than even Al. The two huskies having to almost jog to keep up with him as he strode purposefully back towards his camp. As cold began to seep through their clothing and into their bones, Al began to wonder if they'd make it back to the relative safety of the strangers place in time.

As dusk began to approach they neared the top of a hill, Al caught sight of a small plume of smoke drifting up into the air before being whipped away by the wind. Cresting the hill he saw a few small huts forming a semi-circle around a larger Huron, as he'd later find out it was called, the larger hut looking almost like a capsized hull of a ship in its construction. The stranger guided Al and Sam towards the longhouse constructed of slender white birch branches bent into shape and lashed in place by natural fiber ropes. The sheets of bark making up the coverings did a remarkable job of keeping the wind and snow out while keeping the warmth in.

Before entering the longhouse however, the stranger was stopped by an even larger elk grasping a dangerous looking spear. He snorted and pointed at the two huskies behind the slender elk, with an animated conversation between the two that neither Sam nor Al could understand, it became apparent the first stranger was arguing to let them inside. A loud deep voice called from inside the longhouse, snapping both the slender elk and the spear carrier to attention, ceasing the discussion as begrudgingly the spear carrier stepped aside and nodded for Sam and Al to enter. The slender elk held aside the thick hide covering the entrance and beckoned for them to enter, smiling reassuringly at the canines. Upon entering the longhouse it quickly became apparent they had been taken into the chief's quarters. Sitting around a small hearth was a large Elk, much like Al he too had a bit of a belly buy a strong chest and thick arms. His chest, shoulders and even face marked with white paint in special symbols, far more than those around him bore.

To the chief's right appeared to be his wife, an older elk doe with sparkling amber eyes. While she did seem a little bulky, the way she moved was surprisingly graceful and light. Her long dark hair done up in a thick single braid, interwoven with shiny white feathers and beads. Following close behind the chiefs wife was a smaller and younger elk girl, looking so similar in appearance and mannerisms she had to be the chief's daughter. The two women approached Al and Sam with bowls of what smelled like delicious soup, something to help warm them up.

To the Chief's left sat an almost younger version of him, only without the gut. The elk bull toned and fit, still in his prime and shamelessly staring at Sam as she sat down beside the fire. The large spear carrying elk joined him not long after, chuckling as the son leaned over to say something to him, both young males looking directly at Sam as they spoke, making her cheeks blush beneath her crimson fur. Thankfully Al had not seen or heard their interaction as he was too distracted by a curious looking older Elk that sat himself down between the two strangers. Markings of various colors adorned his body and face, much more intricate than the chief's even. Judging by the many small pouches and necklaces he wore, Al assumed this new person must be the tribe's medicine man.

Sure enough, like a stereotype from a movie, the medicine man produced an intricately carved wooden pipe and a mixture of curiously scented tobacco. As he lit the pipe, a series of laughs and smiles spread throughout the small collection of elk gathered around the fire. The thick sapphire trail of smoke from the pipe coiling against the roof of the tent, seeming to ignore the natural laws of physics somehow. Al was offered the pipe first, looking around the hut he saw all eyes were turned on him expectantly. Feeling like he couldn't say no as it would most likely be rude, he took a long deep draw from it. Of course not having so much as touched a cigarette in his entire life, Al began to cough and splutter much to the elk's amusement.

Sam was offered the pipe next, being more adventurous than Al, she wasn't so hesitant to take a drag of the pipe. She'd experimented with smoking during her school days and still remembered a few tricks, delighting the medicine man as she first puffed out a ring of smoke before taking another drag and pursing her lips to send a thin trail of smoke through the center of the still lazily hanging circle. Even the spear toting elk seemed impressed by her show, peering at her with raised brows before laughing.

The rest of the evening became far more relaxed after Sam's display, a small bowl of thick white liquid began circling around the group in conjunction with the pipe. Again Al coughed and spluttered after the first sip, finding it to be a rather strong fermented alcohol, but he managed to redeem himself by the time it came around the second time. The chief cheering and clapping as Al took a big swig and grinned at him without so much as an eye twitch. Sam was delighted to see her husband being so relaxed and actually looking like he was enjoying himself, if she'd known all it would take was getting lost in the woods, she'd have done so years ago!

Despite not being able to talk to the elk, they were able to communicate through pantomime, enough so that many stories and laughs were shared. The more Sam and Al partook of the pipe and drink, the more elated and light headed they became. It almost felt like a dream, soft and light, flowing easily, every touch felt like heaven.

Sam pressed back into the kiss as hands began undoing her top and soon her pants. Her fingers brushing back along his cheeks and up behind his ears to grip his horns? Dreamily she leaned back to look up in confusion, instead of seeing Al's face she was met by the Chiefs son grinning back at her. His hands now on her bare breasts, firmly groping and squeezing at them as someone else gripped and lifted her behind by her tail. A soft warm tongue began tracing along the length of her womanhood, feeling like electricity and making her moan hotly. Turning her head back she saw the spear toting elk kneeling behind her and making out with her nethers. Just behind and beyond the spear toting elk she saw Al sitting between the Chief's wife and his daughter.

Al had his eyes closed as he made out with someone he assumed was his wife, but as Sam watched him kiss the Chiefs wife, her daughter undid his pants to free his growing member. Stroking along his thick sheath with her slender fingers, she leaned down to wrap her lips about his soon exposed tapered red tip, making Al groan against the older Elk does lips. Sam knew she should be mad at Al for what he was doing with those two women, or at least she should be ashamed what she was doing with the two men around herself, but those feelings just drifted away into the ether. Instead she just felt herself being more turned on watching Al getting his dick sucked by one stranger while he made out with another.

Sam felt herself being lifted and pulled forwards into the sons lap as he made out with her, letting her groan in surprise when he settled her down onto his thick eager cock. The smaller husky groaning as she was suddenly stretched and filled to the brim by the much larger male. The spear elk was still there too, only now with his previous meal denied, Sam felt his tongue aim a little higher when he began to rim her. Al had never been particularly keen on such activities, despite her invitation for him to try, so it was a new and rather pleasurable experience for the crimson furred husky.

Al found himself being laid down on the ground as the chiefs wife grinned down at him, straddling his face while her daughter mounted his now erect cock. Her mother giving a few instructions it seemed as the younger elk positioned Al's tip between her folds, brushing him back and forth to find the right spot before she slowly sunk down onto him with a little hiss. Al's drink and smoke addled mind tried to make sense of what was happening, part of him still believing he was with Sam, but another part trying to point out the fact that there was a cunt grinding against his tongue while another was currently gripping tight around his cock, even Sam as great as she was in bed was not able to be in two places at once. Al gripped at the wide hips of the elk currently riding his tongue, hearing her snort and grunt in pleasure while she enjoyed his broad canine tongue lapping at her folds and clit so eagerly. Again she spoke to her daughter, nodding down at Al's crotch, to which the younger elk whimpered and nodded her head. Clearly indicating whatever she was feeling was as good as her mother had said it would.

Sam huffed hotly into the kiss with the chief's son as he bounced her in his lap, making her take his thickness again and again. But all too soon she felt her head being turned away from the kiss, finding the slender elk they'd first met smiling down at her again. One hand gently holding her muzzle as the other grasped his stiff eager cock and guided it to her lips. It seemed only natural to do as Sam parted her lips and sunk her maw down over him, earning a satisfied huff from the elk. With the chief's son bouncing her in his lap, her muzzle would bob back and forth along the cock in her maw. Someone grasped one of her hands and guided it to another stiff length, letting her stroke at it few times before she pulled off the slender elks cock to see the new member belonged to the medicine man. The elderly elk smiled reassuringly down at her and nodded, urging her to do to him what she'd been doing to the slender elk before. Sam leaned forwards, licking along the elder elks member before pulling back to take him between her lips while she stroked at the slender elks now spit slicked member. Sam's ears twitched as she heard a loud groan and cry from behind her somewhere, it sounded like someone was having a lot of fun.

Al growled and grit his teeth as the pussy bouncing on his cock suddenly got a lot tighter and hotter, the hips grinding down roughly against his lap as whomever it was climaxed hard. He bucked up into her, trying to tie his knot but the person was just too tight to permit it entry. What was worse was the fact she also suddenly rose up and off his aching cock before he could cum inside her. Al whined against the cunt grinding against his muzzle, his claws digging into the wide hips in desperation. Thankfully the person seemed to get the idea and climbed off his face to let him breath. All panted and looked up to see the chief's wife grinning down at him, beside her a thoroughly satisfied younger woman leaned against the wall with her thighs parted and idly rubbing at her well fucked pussy, a dreamy look on her face. With his head spinning, Al looked around to try find Sam, catching brief glimpses of red fur between a group of four large elk. She appeared to be sitting in ones lap with another hunched over her back, her head turning occasionally to face another on either side of her, but his vision was too blurred to make out much more than that. A sudden touch to his still achingly hard and throbbing cock snapped him back to his own need, seeing the chief's wife give his shaft a single slow stroke before she knelt down and presented herself to Al. Without much thought the eager husky quickly got to his knees behind her, one hand gripping at her wide hip as the other guided him into her with a firm thrust. Al groaned in delight at how surprisingly tight she was for her size, his heart beating loudly in his ears and his eyes closed in pure bliss. Al however did not hear the startled yelp from the chief's wife, nor see the brief discussion between her and her husband as he began to buck and thrust into her eagerly despite her pained yelps.

With an angry scowl the Chief grabbed a small bowl full of slick grey liquid, pouring it along his thick length and moved up behind the oblivious Al. Gripping the unsuspecting huskies tail, he held it lifted as he guided his slick cock between the mutt's pert cheeks and found his vulnerable tail hole. Al's eyes went wide, giving a startled loud yelp as the chief slowly and firmly forced a thick shaft up his behind. Despite how tightly Al tried to clench his rear in defense, the slickness of the Chief's lubed cock just continued to inch deeper and deeper inside him until finally the Chief's strong hips met his backside with a firm grind. Al gripped tightly at the kneeling elk does hips before him, digging his nails into her soft flesh as he found his hips being bounced and bucked against her behind while his own was plowed by the larger male. He wasn't sure if it was the drugs or alcohol, or both, but it didn't feel as bad as he'd expected. The combination of something tight and hot wrapped about his cock while something thick and hard filled his behind was a curiously and intense pleasure he'd never considered possible before, or even something he could have enjoyed.

Sam heard the startled yelp of Al, briefly pausing her oral treatment of the medicine man to turn and look back. She couldn't help but grin and almost laugh as she saw Al bent over the chiefs wife clearly fucking her, but what was more surprising was the Chief being bent over Al and very clearly fucking him too. Sam had thought she was being the adventurous one with an elk up her cunt and under her tail while she sucked off another two, but it seemed Al had outdone her. First he'd nailed the chief's daughter, now his wife and the Chief at the same time. Sam idly wondered if he'd go for the whole family. Her attention however was quickly returned to her own activities as the two large elk she found herself sandwiched between began to rut her fast and hard, their need to fill her with their seed growing in intensity.

As the night progressed and the two huskies were shared among the small group of elk in various combinations, Sam would have her answer. As she knelt with her face between the Chief's wife's thighs as he stuffed her rump from behind, she ground against his daughters muzzle below, Al would indeed complete his collection. Al knelt on his hands and knees over the slender elk whom sucked on his cock from below, Al's lips and maw wrapped about the spear toting elks cock and bobbing slowly while the chief's son gripped his waist tightly, his hips slapping against Al's pert behind as he fucked the black and white husky firmly from behind for the first time of many that night.

By the time morning came, the fire had burnt down to mere embers as naked bodies surrounded it, all intertwined with one another. Out of years of habit, Sam and Al's internal clocks woke them up just as light began to shine through the small gaps in the huts coverings.

"I don't know what hurts more, my head or my butt..." Sam groaned as she rubbed at her temples trying to sooth the heavy pounding in her head.

"Same, what the hell happened last night?" Al winced as he reached back beneath his tail to touch gingerly at his aching rear.

"You take trip on chief's wife's mud trail, so he take trip on yours" The medicine man chuckled as he idly puffed on his pipe before looking over at Sam. "You...Sheshan warrior sneaky, attack from behind!" he said laughing loudly. Same and Al shared a look of surprise as the sly old bugger spoke in basic English to them, blushing brightly in embarrassment as flashes of the evening returned unbidden.

Once the rest of the elk had awoken, they shared a brief breakfast with their new friends before saying their goodbyes. The slender elk led Al and Sam back to the cave he'd found them by, where the guide was searching frantically for them, almost crying in relief as he spotted them approaching. Sam and Al were soon on their way back to their hotel and looking forward to a hot shower.

"So...what say we go to Africa for our next vacation?" Al offered, bringing a bright grin from Sam as she clutched tighter about his arm.