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Something Strange about Brittney

Part three of three

Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Ranger61

In some ways, the days leading up to the final winter exams were a blur, for Corry had found a method of motivation that greatly stimulated Brittney. Of course, it was sex, bringing her to orgasm when she did well on their quizzes together, when she locked in new material to her mind, cramming as hard as she could for an exam that would let her pass the course.

He fucked her all ways, even fingering her backside, though he teased her that he would have to wait for a special occasion for that, as much as it was already obvious that Brittney wanted it and loved it. Yet Corry couldn’t push his teasing too far, considering that she still had to focus on the exams, his cock inside her more often than it was not, even fucking her through tutoring sessions when she was blasting through the material – and remembering it – at a record pace.

Finally, the day of reckoning came and she leapt into his arms with a happy yelp, shoving her phone in his face.

“Look, Corry!”

He grinned: she’d passed with B-, which was miles better than her previous score.

“Hey, that’s great – well done!”

She grinned, kissing him passionately, neither caring that they were out in public, others giving them curious looks and whispering behind their hands.

“Do you want to come home with me?” She asked suddenly, as if the question had been one that Brittney had been mulling over for quite some time. “I want you to meet my mom… Over Spring Break! What do you think?”

Of course, he said yes, that he would be honoured to stay with her. His parents were a little disappointed that they wouldn’t see him, but that was not to be worried about, not when he could go home to see them anytime. They knew that he wanted to live his own life out there at college and he was, ultimately, an adult who could make his own choices. That they told him to stay as long as he liked, however, warmed him through, looking forward to seeing them as soon as he could.

*

Regardless of having spent so much time with Brittney, Corry was still nervous, jittery, when he arrived home to meet Brittney’s mother. Nothing had been said of her father and Corry felt that that wasn’t the sort of thing that he should pry into, not unless Brittney wanted to bring it up for herself. He reminded himself, however, that he had lasted so much longer already than all the other wimps of guys that had tried to get with Brittney and then given up after the first date, even if he still could not see what the big deal was. Maybe they had thought she really was a slut, though Corry could not imagine ever using that word with her. But just because someone was sex-positive did not mean that it would ever be right to shun anyone!

Rumours would be had, however, and opinions made, one way or another. He had to build himself up to ring the doorbell, but he found the stomach anyway, Brittney with her arms around him, the chime of the bell echoing through the house sounding terribly loud. It was now or never as footsteps echoed on the other side of the door and his heart pounded, not knowing whether things would go right or wrong that day.

The door swung open, revealing a panda who was a little taller than Brittney, but only by an inch perhaps, though he barely had time to gather his thoughts. Corry straightened his back and took a deep breath, stumbling over his words as he tried to force them out. He didn’t have to, he knew that, but it was hard when he wanted to do so well, to make Brittney proud of him, and just to show him how serious he was about meeting her mother.

“Dobryy den',” he said, his Russian slow and halting, trying to make the best impression that he could. “Um… Spasibo za priglasheniye?”

What he tried to say was: “good afternoon, thank you for inviting me.” It must have been good enough, despite his bad pronunciation and the surety that he had definitely, most certainly, gotten a word wrong, especially as Rebecca’s face, that was Brittney’s mother, burst into a wide smile.

“Oh! How good you are – da! Da! Corry, da! Brittney, my child!”

Corry gulped, trying not to take in too much of the panda at once, though there was rather a lot of her to take in. Standing on the doorstep of a suburban home with a front garden, he held out his hand to shake the paw of her mother, who was an older, still curvy image of Brittney, though her hair was much longer, pulled back into a long, hanging ponytail that almost touched her tail. It was impossible to miss as it flicked back and forth and he wondered, briefly, if Brittney would ever wear her hair that long.

“Come in, come in,” she’d said, bustling both inside. “Oh, Brittney, so lovely to see you, da, Corry, make yourself home, da, come in, come in.”

Her accent was stronger than Brittney’s and her manner of speaking came with a stronger Russian lilt, though it was clear that Rebecca, Brittney’s mother, had spent a lot of time in Russia before moving, though that was a story that Corry was yet to hear from either of them. Rebecca hugged her daughter tightly, Brittney’s embrace just as enveloping, though he, in a way, wished that he could have that kind of warm relationship with his parents. They weren’t bad parents, not in any way, but he would have liked to be closer to them too.

“Come!” Rebecca led them both into the kitchen, though she paused to open her arms for him before the small breakfast table. “Brittney has told me so much about you, Corry… Come! I know you already! You may as well be family!”

The invite of a hug was not one that Corry could turn down and, holding his breath and trying to murmur something polite (he’d reached the limit of his Russian, however), he stepped into Rebecca’s welcoming embrace.

That challenged him, though he swallowed hard, her breasts squashing against him. It could not be helped, but it was still very much a distraction that he had to, at least in some way, pay attention to, his heart pounding, driving to a beat that he didn’t know existed. He blushed a little, but tried not to think about it too much, not knowing where to put his hands on Rebecca’s back that would be considered appropriate, fumbling. He wanted to be proper, but he still could not help his body from reacting. Did she always hug people that closely?

She was a lovely woman, there was little more to say to it than that, struggling to concentrate as she released him to pour him specifically a tea and a coffee, telling him that he could have whatever he wanted, winking at him. Corry shuffled in his seat, trying to smile, though his heart rate was swifter than it had been before.

“Anything my daughter wants,” she chuckled throatily, her voice a little deeper than Brittney’s. “My, my… I don’t doubt that she’s the same as me, da! I was…how do you say it…wild child?”

She laughed, though Corry blushed, knowing what she was implying, even as Brittney scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“Mom! I’m not like that! You’re playing it up to embarrass me!”

“What is it?” Rebecca shook her head at her. “It is no shame, Brittney, I had you very young, da, no shame there. I am trying to get to know your lovely boyfriend, that is all. And he is very lovely indeed, da, lovely.”

Brittney might have rolled her eyes, but Corry smiled, enjoying the back and forth of the family dynamic they held. It was easy to be around them, slipping into the conversation so naturally that it was as if he had known Rebecca for much longer.

“How long have you been here, Rebecca?” He asked. “Your home is lovely.”

“Oh,” she said with a smile. “You are a sweet boy. Da, we here…hm…three years? Brittney?”

“Four years, mom, it was nice to settle down.”

“Ah, yes…” Rebecca nodded, seating herself close to Corry. “We will have dinner soon, both of you, make sure you have a good meal in you, before going back. But I would like very much if you stayed longer. You are very sweet, Corry, a good man for my daughter.”

He chuckled and blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. He couldn’t have hoped for things to go better than they were!

“Oh! Why, thank you!” It was hard to say her name instead of speaking of her with a more respectful term, but Brittney had already encouraged him to use her mother’s name, telling him that it was alright. “Rebecca… Thank you so much for inviting me here. You’ve already made me feel so much at home that it feels like my home! I wish I could stay much longer than we’ve planned.”

“Oh, honey,” she murmured, patting the back of his hand, though she still sat close to him, so close that he could feel the warmth radiating from her body. “Oh, don’t worry about that, you can come here any time that you want.”

It was easy to be around them both, laughing and learning about Brittney and her mother, how they played tennis together, though he rather liked the thought of Brittney in a little tennis skirt and her hair bouncing around her shoulders. It would be even cuter if her mother joined her, though he very much knew that he wasn’t supposed to be thinking about things like that. She was her mother! But he was just a guy and the thoughts, thankfully, were fleeting. Most likely that jittery confusion was just his nerves: not to be helped.

Rebecca insisted on cooking a big dinner for them, something rich in flavour and hearty, a recipe from her home country that he very much enjoyed, heaping on the praise. He at least managed to scoot in and take over doing the dishes afterwards so that Rebecca did not have to. They were guests there, yes, but he still wanted her to like him, to know that he was a good match for her daughter. Not that he honestly minded doing the dishes all that much, but it was the little things that counted the most, even when he was just trying to do his best. It was surprising how relaxing it was being around the two of them together.

He excused himself after he’d finished helping Rebecca tidy up the kitchen, being shown the bathroom and shower facilities so that he could get on with the important task of rendering himself clean for the next day and, hopefully, a hot night of sex with Brittney. The stress of meeting her mother may well have been assuaged by Rebecca’s friendly, warm personality, drawing him into a warm embrace after shaking his hand, but he still very much wanted to make a good impression on her!

While Corry was showering, the pandas turned to one another, sitting on the sofa together, too close, really, to merely be mother and daughter. Maybe that was something that Corry should have worked out earlier, but he had only learned a little Russian, solely to impress Brittney, not understanding the rapid-fire phone conversations she had had, sometimes, with her mom while he was sitting in the same room as him.

“Is he good to you, daughter?” Rebecca murmured, cupping Brittney’s chin in her paws while the panda leaned softly into her mother’s touch. “He is a good boy, at least what I can see, da, as long as he is good to you too.”

“He is, mom…” She whispered, relaxing into her mother’s touch, a paw sliding up the inside of her mother’s thigh, far too intimate to be a typical mother-daughter relationship – but that was never the point of their relationship, once Brittney had come of age and first expressed sexual desires. “He could be a porn star…with a cock like that… And he cums so hard! Oh! So much cum… Mmm…”

They kissed, sealing the deal: not just mother and daughter. They had not been so for a few years, moving into a more intimate relationship when the realisations had come to light, their desire for each other shared. Kissing deeply, they lapped their tongues sensually against one another, Brittney shuddering and moaning into the kiss.

For there was a reason that the guys had broken up with Brittney so quickly…and it was only Corry’s desire to get to know her deeply on a more intimate level still that had swept him past the nuances that her family relationship was more so than most guys could handle. Brittney still didn’t know whether he could handle it, but she was willing to try, with him, for him.

After he’d showered with his clothes light on his damp body (he’d thought it best to dress to be polite in someone else’s house), he was surprised to be accosted outside the bathroom by his girlfriend. A blindfold slipped over his eyes as he giggled, though the panda’s paws were gentle on his face, securing it into place, her tail twitching faintly, though all he could hear was the faint rustle and brush of cloth as it moved against what seemed to be a light, perhaps silk, dressing gown. That was a good thought, blood rushing to his shaft already, anticipating more.

“Mmm…” He captured her paw, bringing it to his lips for a kiss. “What have you got planned? Are you taking me to your bedroom?”

“Shush…” She breathed. “I’ll take care of you, Corry… And, of course, I have something special for you.”

He didn’t quite know where she was leading him, but trusted her to not let him step wrong on the way back to her bedroom – there was a step up to her room, wasn’t there? He’d have to be careful, though he bit his lip, trying not to get too excited too quickly, as much as his heart pounded. Of course, it was not something he currently had any control over, even if he had a semi-thick shaft pumping up with blood in his comfortable “pyjamas” (they were really only comfortable house clothes, loose pants and a plain T-shirt that he could “sleep” in). But everything was fine, placing his trust absolutely in Brittney as she led him down the hallway.

“Where are we going?” He chuckled, shaking his head as she led him by the hand. “Brittney? Brittney, where are we going? I didn’t think… Is this your room?”

She didn’t answer, but he caught the creak of a door, a draught tickling his bare ankles, feet bare, but he had not thought to slip on his shoes. Ah, yes, that had to be a room, her room, that made sense, even if something stirred in his stomach, his gut telling him that it might not have been so.

“Sit down,” she murmured, positioning him so that his backside connected with what felt like it was a bed, though it felt a little higher than Brittney’s bed? Was he imagining things? “I told you, Corry, I want to make you feel good. And…this is the best way I can think of to do it.”

He didn’t know what that meant, but he trusted her, nodding faintly, even though the soft brush of cloth on fur filled the air. With his sight taken away from him, it felt like all he could do was listen intently, the light aroma of her fur tickling his nostrils. He could smell her perfume from earlier, the panda not yet showered, light lime and fruits infiltrating his senses as he inhaled deeply. There was another perfume too, something richer and fuller-bodied, one that left him a little bit light-headed when he inhaled too deeply.

“Mmm…”

Brittney chuckled.

“Patience… I am coming, cutie.”

He had to believe her, especially as a pair of paws took his. He could only assume that she was naked already, especially so when his hands landed on her backside, bypassing her hips. Murmuring his appreciation, heart pounding, Corry squeezed, fingers wandering, enjoying her arse even as he discovered that she was wearing a silk thong. He tugged at it with a low whine, but the panda chuckled and held his hands away from it, if only for a moment.

“Patience… Higher…”

He obeyed, tingling in anticipation of what he would find, her round, adoring breasts covered by a lacey bra.

“I wish I could see…” He murmured. “You feel so good, Brittney. You should let me make you feel good too, all for you.”

He squeezed, running his fingers over the lacey fabric. Was there something different there? He’d groped Brittney so many times (it had been mutual, to be fair) that he swore he could tell her apart nude, but…surely there wasn’t anyone else there, was there? He shook off the thought, blood roaring in his ears, breath catching, for a moment not honestly knowing what he was doing, his shaft hard and dripping pre-cum.

Again, he squeezed, brow furrowing, Brittney shifting against him.

“Mmmph…”

Wait a second… His eyes widened behind the blindfold, gasping as he ripped the blindfold away, for it was not only Brittney there before him but Rebecca too!

“Rebecca!” He gasped, startling back, grabbing at the bed as he scrambled, but there was nowhere for him to go, the queen-sized bed stretching out before him, his eyes desperately on the door behind the pair of smiling pandas. “What’s going on? I’m sorry! I didn’t think… You… What?”

He blinked, heaving for breath, sweating as his face flushed bright red, though there didn’t seem to be any better reaction at a time like that, frantic, frenzied, and yet…

…Still very much turned on.

His cock throbbed, refusing to soften, though it was certainly not Corry’s fault for not knowing what on earth to do. It was too much, too much all at once, the panda grinning widely, her body thicker and even curvier than Brittney’s, though he had thought that that would have been hard to encapsulate. She was hot, though not hotter, his heart already pulling towards Brittney, sucking in a breath and a gulp that sent a shudder right down into the heated pit of his gut.

“Guys… Ma’am… What…”

“We’re both here for you, Corry,” Brittney breathed, leaning over to nuzzle his cheek, all while her mom smirked subtly behind her, though it was a pleasant kind of smirk, the kind that set his heart racing in a good way. “Mom says if you want me, she’s going to make sure you’re good enough for me. Or maybe I’ve just talked you up so much that she wants to see for herself, I’ve spoken…hehe…really highly of you…”

He parted his lips to say something, but all that came out was a groan as Brittney swallowed his shaft as she dropped to her knees, setting him back on the bed, Rebecca grinning before him.

“Da, I’m going to test you, Corry,” Rebecca said with a smirk and a flirty toss of her long hair. “You’ve got to fuck me too, da, if you want to have my daughter. But you must be good enough for my daughter too, da.”

Rebecca swung her hips, turning her back to him, toying with the straps of her thong as if she was going to take it off, a sexy little striptease number. Yet any reservations that Corry had about what was happening were gone in the blink of an eye as Brittney joined her mother, the two of them in nothing but their underwear, putting on a show for him. The only bad part about it was that he was woefully left unattended to, though he hardly dared clasp his cock.

He wanted to see what they did, heart pounding, body aching, his cock so hard that it was a wonder that he had not cum already. He didn’t care to question why he was as turned on as he was, watching with a soft whimper as Brittney stepped behind her mother, stroking her body, running her hands down her mother’s curves as if she was trying to highlight them to Corry.

And it was a striptease, one that he couldn’t take his eyes off as Brittney unclasped the bra from her mother’s body, revealing Rebecca’s large, full tits. The older panda slid it smoothly off her arms with a little shimmy and a show for him, the smile never once leaving her lips. It didn’t matter that there was no music for they were putting on the finest show for him. Maybe it was what had always been meant to happen, though he wondered if Brittney had revealed her relationship (there had to be something there, surely?) with her mother to the other guys she’d dated too, however briefly.

Yet his mind could not focus on that as Brittney, partly out of sight behind her mother, slid down her mother’s thong too, tantalisingly slow. It teased down her thighs, showing more, Corry letting out a low groan, though he stayed rooted in place, as if he had been clamped into position on the bed, cock standing up hard and to attention. Delicately, with a low murmur, Rebecca stepped out of the thong, allowing her daughter to turn her so that her backside faced Corry, showing off her body as she rotated, shimmying, shaking her hips. Yet it all came so naturally to her that it was not contrived at all, though something that had his cock as hard as a rock and dripping.

“Now… Let me see you…”

Rebecca murmured throatily as she climbed into his lap, her pussy pressing against his cock. He gasped, fingers curling into a fist, though he didn’t have the strength to move her, eyes fixed upon her even while his girlfriend grinned. It was clearly what Brittney wanted, but he didn’t think he had the strength to say no, to do the so-called “right thing”, even while his girlfriend’s mother ground onto his cock.

No… Corry wanted it too much for that.

“Ah… Ohhh…”

“That’s right,” Rebecca moaned, facing him, encouraging him to bring his hands up to her, to run them over her gorgeous body, every curve his to touch. “All of me… If you want my daughter, you get all of me too.”

That was something Corry could very much get behind as he massaged her tits, his fingers sinking further into her soft flesh and fur than they had with Brittney. He could not help but moan, fingers dancing over her nipples, heat rising in his body. He was so hard, so very hard, yet all that escaped his lips was a startled gasp as Rebecca sank onto his shaft.

“Ohhhhh… Zamechatel'no…”

Oh, her groan was satisfying, pride leaping inside him, yet he had to focus to not cum right there and then, his shaft disappearing lusciously into the succulent heat of her pussy. He would not have said that she was better than Brittney, but she was a different kind of panda to Brittney – yet one that still reminded him of her. It helped too that Brittney was there, sharing kisses between him and her mother, moaning and whispering encouragement, telling Corry how well he was doing.

“Mmm…” Rebecca rose and fell on his shaft, getting used to his size as she cast him a wink. “My daughter…and I, we do fuck sometimes… You’re bigger than the strap-on, Corry, such a nice cock, da…”

He flushed with pride, mumbling something as he pressed his face into her breasts, enveloping himself in the softness of them, tweaking a nipple with a thumb while he tried to please her. There was little for him to do while the panda was riding him, however, though he didn’t care if they fucked. There was something there and, frankly, it was not down to him to decide what love was okay in the world and what was not.

Rebecca panted as she rode him, the slow rock and grind of her hips getting every inch of him into her wet pussy, her juices slickening the full length of his cock. Yet she wanted more, sharing a look of raw desperation with her daughter.

Ah, of course… Dear Brittney always knew what it was that she wanted, what she needed, her heart pounding for her, love and lust rising within the older panda for the daughter that she had brought into the world. She rose from her new lover’s shaft with a groan of loss, though Brittney was already there to help her crawl up the bed, Corry’s eyes fixed on them.

“He’s a good one, a good man,” she said, patting her daughter’s cheek, though Brittney was more interested in sharing a kiss with her mother, tongues briefly tangling, her paw on her mother’s cheek. “Mmm… You chose…well… But I must test him still.”

Corry didn’t mind that, only checking briefly with Brittney that it was still what she wanted, immediately covering the panda with his body. Rebecca was so full, so thick-bodied, so much like Brittney that it made his heart ache, pushing deeply into her as he took her in the missionary position. It was so much lewder with Brittney there too, slamming into the panda’s pussy as she cried out for him, legs trembling as they lifted to wrap around his hips, dragging him in hard.

“Da! Sil'neye!” Rebecca cried, clinging to him, fingers digging into his arms as she slipped into Russian once more. “Harder!”

She made it clear what she wanted as he nuzzled into her breasts, lips locking around one nipple and then the other, though there was so much of her to adore that he barely knew where to begin or linger. All Corry knew was that he was locked into lust, drilling her into the bed as if he was trying to force her through it, giving Rebecca and her daughter everything that they could have ever wanted from him.

He wanted to please them, yes, though the heated ache spreading through him begged orgasm, begged attention that he did not yet want to give it. He couldn’t cum, not so soon, though he needed it, especially so as Rebecca moaned deeply and clung to him, forcing his head pleasurably between her breasts as she climaxed on his cock.

With Brittney pressed against him, something around her hips that he had not seen before, whispering lewd things in his ear, the man twitched closer and closer to the edge.

“You look so good fucking my mom, Corry,” she murmured, tracing patterns on his sweaty skin, her eyes alight, breasts pressed to his side even as her mother’s tits were adored by his tongue and lips. “Mmm… Harder… Cum in her for me!”

He couldn’t hold back, not when she wanted it so badly too, a raw, ragged cry like something that would have come from a wild animal raking from his lips as he tipped over the edge. He moaned, losing his sense of self, spending his load inside her, throb after throb, spurt after spurt, unaware of how much he was cumming but still feeling quite like it had to be the biggest load of cum that he had ever spent. It had to be, one way or the other, but it was too good for him, his mind blanking, languishing in ecstasy, in every throb of cum that poured from him. He didn’t consider the consequences of spending his seed into yet another partner without the aid of a condom to at least prevent anything from happening, but it was surely nothing to worry about. After all, he’d had his fun all that time with Brittney with nothing more than the pill and that seemed to have kept them more than safe. They fucked enough, after all…

He groaned, head resting on Rebecca’s chest, thrusts slowing, her arms around him.

“Da…” She breathed. “You are good enough for my daughter.”

He’d always known he would be.

Staying there, buried inside Rebecca with his cock to the hilt, he trembled, relaxing into the afterglow. Brittney shifted against him, something pressing up to him, though a quick glance revealed it to be the strap-on cock and harness, slipped around her hips and between her legs, that they had mentioned before.

At first, he thought that that meant that she wanted to fuck her mother next, which Corry thought would be damn hot to watch, even if he wanted to stay with his head buried in Rebecca’s tits too. But Brittney surprised him by coming up behind, on her knees with the head of the shaft against his buttocks.

“Wait – what? No! Brittney!”

He scrambled away with some difficulty to the side of Rebecca, the older panda keeping a watchful eye on what was going on. His heart hammered, but Corry was more surprised than anything else, the length of the strap-on, not as thick as his cock, staring dauntingly at him as the panda crossed her arms over her ample chest.

“What? You don’t want?”

“No…” He shook his head, trying to make himself as clear as he could, all while the words stuck in his throat. “No… No, you surprised me.”

“I don’t know why guys leave after this,” Brittney said, her pretty face twisting into a pout. “It happens all the time… Mom loves it!”

Corry barked a nervous laugh, though it was more startled than worried.

Oh. Oh. So, that’s what the guys thought about the whole Brittney thing. She’d tried to take them with the strap-on too, what she was already, seemingly, so used to enjoying with her mom, and they hadn’t had the balls to take it?

Not that Corry was interested either as he held up his hands and smiled, head still ringing with pleasure.

“No, Brittney, that’s not for me, no thanks.”

He could not have been politer about it, but the panda still flopped on the bed with a sigh, her mother half-sitting up with a certain kind of look in her eye.

“Daughter, you cannot do that,” she said slowly, impressing the point on her. “Not all men like it, it’s different for them. You cannot force anyone and you will know that people do not like surprises like that – no!”

Brittney scowled faintly, but nodded: at least it made sense to her then. But she couldn’t understand, after so much fun, why someone didn’t like to be fucked. Men were strange.

Yet Corry did not immediately leave and tell her that she was “weird” after pushing too far, instead drawing her to him with a smile and a kiss, his arms around her. She raised her own, hugging him back, warm in the embrace of her boyfriend.

“Corry?”

He brushed her hair back from her muzzle and kissed her again.

“I have a better idea,” he murmured. “Why don’t you use the strap-on with your mom instead… And we can double penetrate her, together. That’ll be more fun for me and I get to do it with you…”

Brittney grinned, kissing him fiercely, passionately, his hands tangled in her hair, pulling her to him. They moaned into the kiss, yet his cock was already getting hard again, allowing them to easily continue their fun.

It took them a few tries to find a position that worked, but, eventually, Corry settled on the bottom with Rebecca sitting on top of him, facing towards him as she took his cock into her pussy. The panda moaned and wriggled her buttocks, though he drew her back down to lie on top of him so that he had her breasts squashed to his chest, their bodies as close as they could be. He didn’t mind anal play, but there was something about their hot, tight pussies that made him want to enjoy them more and more, to see that pleasure through to the throbbing, ecstatic end.

Corry moaned, holding onto Rebecca tightly as she clung to him in turn, Brittney pushing into her mother’s tail hole. And there would never again be any going back from that moment as he thrust and ground, the two of them taking her mother in tandem, bringing Rebecca to orgasm after orgasm between them. He wasn’t willing to pause but neither of the ladies at all wanted him to do that, Rebecca pleasurably double stuffed as she cried out for them repeatedly.

“Da! More! Harder!”

He loved her, the Russian depths of her voice, how her tone curled through her accent. And he loved the tight wetness of her pussy as it pulled around him in orgasm even more, fucking her harder and faster, deeper, the slurp of their combined sexual fluids squelching lewdly with every thrust.

It was more than Corry could ever have expected to come from being with them, kissing Rebecca and adoring her breasts with his mouth, his body straining for climax. Yet it was better, so much better, as if the pandas had filled a hole inside him that Corry had not even realised was there, thrusting up into her pussy while the panda was pinned between them. Brittney thrust wildly and, for later, he took his cues for her, just how hard her mother liked it, even up her arse.

He couldn’t stop himself when Rebecca reached a fourth climax with his cock buried in her snatch, heaving and losing himself in her breasts while he spent himself, again, inside her. Another load of cum joined the first, trickling deep after frenzied, desperate spurts, though it was as if his body knew that everything was not quite settled between them, not yet.

They were insatiable, however, readying him to go again with their mouths and paws, sharing his cock between their mouths with lewd grins. Corry moaned, enjoying the show, the flush of heated pleasure, though they wanted more from him. And he was more than happy to deliver that “more”, all for as long as they wanted, his body aching.

He took Brittney that time, her mother lying down on her back so that she could ride her – they’d have to work out a few more positions for delightful double penetration a little later. But that could come later as Brittney faced him, moaning openly, leaning back onto her mother as the thick strap-on pushed into her tail hole, filling her nicely while his cock gave her the first taste of that kind of double penetration she’d ever had.

He loved that too. He loved that he could give her a first time, something new that they could share, the building of such experiences that would carry them forward. Corry might not have known that it was love for the panda that was building in his heart even then, but he didn’t have to know, not as he thrust and thrust, taking her deeply, the heat of her pussy luring him right to where he needed to be.

Her breasts pressed up into his face and he teased her nipples with his teeth and tongue, a little rougher that time, adoring the rise and fall of her breasts as she cavorted, to the limit that her penetrated body allowed, in orgasm. She was wild, all in a good way, her lips parted, not caring to hide her moans – which Brittney never should have done. He wanted more, so much more, nipping at her breast like an animal himself.

His stamina was greater then, but even Corry had to cum sooner or later, the familiar sense of tightness growing in his body, that rising, building need demanding more of him. He wanted it too, pressing on, thrust after thrust, growling deep in the back of his throat. He had to do it for her, to make her feel good, relishing in it, the heat shared between them, one body warming the other, even though she was furred while he had nothing but his skin.

With a final, broken cry, he lost himself inside her, seeding her deep, his seed the first she had taken that evening from him, though Corry would need at least a little time to come to terms with how the world around him had changed. Brittney squirmed on his cock, trapped between him and her mother, double stuffed and languishing in post-orgasmic bliss, her mother’s arms around her even as Rebecca murmured to her. Her mom was always there for her, that was one of the many reasons that she loved her so much, but to share her with her boyfriend too… That was something that Brittney had never honestly thought she would find the right guy for.

But Corry was different, she knew that, all as she kissed him, tongues sweeping and lapping passionately up against one another, his cock slipping out in the afterglow. Her pussy drooled, a messy cream-pie slick on her pussy lips, settling in against Corry as they took their chance to trap him between two warm panda bodies.

“Mmm… I knew you’d love it,” Brittney said with a kiss, nuzzling into his neck. “I love the feeling of your cum in me… Don’t you too, mom? Don’t you love it?”

Rebecca nodded and said something in Russian that, frankly, Corry didn’t understand, though he nodded and blushed and smiled anyway.

“Stay with us, Corry,” Rebecca said, drawing him in close, his head at her chest. “We do not need to worry. We will both go off the pill, if my daughter wants that too, see where this may lead, between us all…”

Corry smiled.

“I… Yeah… Yeah, I like that.”

There was a lot still to be worked out, but that was not entirely a bad thing, allowing them all to learn, to grow, to find new ways of living and being that they might not have considered before. For nothing would ever be the same again, even if Corry would forever be glad that he had taken his chance with Brittney, that he had tried when everyone else had told him not to.

With the two pandas pressed in against him, relaxing, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier, the night was far from done.

But something about Brittney kept Corry right where he was.

Happy where he was.

*

“Hey, Dillon, I…” Corry smiled, rubbing the back of his neck, though it was only because he wasn’t so sure what the dog’s reaction would be. “Just wanted to let you know that I’ll be moving out for next semester, sorry, man.”

The German Shepherd raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, yeah? Found someone better than me, have you?”

Corry grinned.

“Kinda. I’m moving in with Brittney… Remember that? You thought it was crazy, that she was cursed… Well, you were wrong! We’re official and this will save us both money.”

He didn’t tell Dillon, not even as the dog’s jaw dropped, that he would be moving in with both Brittney and her mother. The older panda had moved closer to the college, not being attached to any particular place, so that they could all be together and Corry had even had a say in choosing the house, which had been amazing. It felt right too, as he became a part of their family, even if it was unconventional to have the three of them together like that. Yet Corry cared less and less about things being “right” by conventional standards as he forged his own way in life.

So it was the spring semester started with him living with both Brittney and her mother, finding more time for his studies as he flourished with them. He couldn’t see any reason at all not to, not having found such happiness, even though others considered it rushed, and proposed to Brittney. He got down on one knee and everything, made sure he had the best dinner out for her at a fancy restaurant, all eyes on her. For that was something she liked, to be in the spotlight for a good reason, blushing and squealing as she jumped into his arms to accept his proposal.

However, what they had not expected, as the months blossomed into summer, was something that they had not considered. Of course, protection had been used in the form of the contraceptive pill, but even that could fail, apparently, with a little slip here and there, especially with the sheer number of times that they all fucked. As the pandas gained a little weight around their midsections, it couldn’t be mistaken for anything else, revealed to be four and three months pregnant respectively, though Brittney showed her pregnancy a little more than her mother.

Corry’s parents, of course, were disappointed in him, telling him that he had to take responsibility for rendering his fiancée with child (they were a little too formal about it, but that was not to be helped). The disappointment, however, was quick to fade when they understood that he intended to do right by her and, frankly, Corry would not have wanted it any other way. He was head over heels in love with her and had a good start after college, staying with her and her mother, making their own little family together.

Rebecca, however, kept the father of her baby secret, even amongst her friends, who Corry got to meet too, as Brittney’s fiancé. She said that she had dated around and that there must have been an accident, but, of course, that she was happy to be a mother again. It was something that suited her greatly, blooming with happiness to have her daughter and her boyfriend around, even though Corry was something much more than merely that to her too.

It suited them all, their strange but happy family, settling into their new home naked, Corry and Brittney finally on their summer break from college with the pregnancies of the ladies progressing in such a way that they would have been impossible to hide anyway. He rested on the sofa with Brittney, admiring her swollen stomach, kissing her neck, though Rebecca was pressed in close on his other side, the rounded paunch of her belly demanding attention too.

“Mmm…”

It was a lot to please both of them, but still very much something that Corry would not have given up, not for the world. Everything had come down exactly as it was meant to be as he cuddled between them, relishing in all that came his way.

“You look so beautiful,” he murmured, kissing his fiancée and then kissing Rebecca too, putting as much love as he could into the kiss, warming her through. “I want to fuck you again… Let’s do it!”

They laughed at his youthful vitality, yet he had brought that back, at least in a small way, to Rebecca’s life, giving her the pleasure of a partner while she was able to share her daughter with him too. Truly, it was the perfect arrangement.

The master bedroom of the new bed had been expanded with a bed large enough to comfortably hold them all, Brittney stretching out on her back for him to take her missionary style, all so he could get the best view of her breasts. It was warm and loving, though raunchy too, flipping from one speed to the next, not caring who he was inside, if everyone was having fun.

He couldn’t get them pregnant again until they gave birth (though they’d consider how they wanted that to go later), taking Brittney hard, claiming her lips with his. She moaned as she climaxed on his cock, the long, deep strokes of his thick member more than enough to bring her over the edge, though it took him longer to reach his high, balls tightening as he reached the crescendo of pleasure.

He erupted inside her and turned to her mouth, eyes locked onto Rebecca, even though he had not yet finished unloading inside Brittney yet. He needed her, though he rocked and ground his hips with a needy grunt, even as Rebecca kissed him, the panda’s tongue dancing within his mouth. She drew him to her, gently, though his cock did not soften, his stamina and even his virility too having vastly improved with so much sex.

“Come here, darling,” she murmured, using a term of endearment in English that fit him best. “Take me again…”

She took him on all fours, her thick, round arse grinding back onto his cock, though he spread her buttocks wide, eyeing up her tail hole. Mm, that would have been a treat indeed to have, though her pussy was good too, so hot and tight around him, milking him of his load. Corry couldn’t help himself as he thrust and thrust, panting, heaving, grunting, losing his sense of self as he joined them in lust.

Rebecca groaned and bucked back onto his shaft, taking as much pleasure from his thick length as he took from her, ecstasy coursing through, pound after pound. She arched her back, all to get him at exactly the right angle, though him heaving over her, hunching down as thrust after thrust scored him closer to his high, would not be enough for her. No, it would never be enough, not for all three of them bound by passion and love, Rebecca and Corry cresting into orgasm at the same time.

Her pussy clenched around him, erratically twitching and pulling, coaxing every drop of seed from him, his nose pressed to her shoulders, grunting, pushing in as deep as he could. Tenderness stretched between them, though that was only something that would build even more between them in time, love tangled in with lust. There was no rush for them to uncover exactly what it was between them.

Yet their lust came differently still, as Rebecca laid down on her back, legs spread, for her daughter to fuck her with a strap-on, the thick one that they loved so much as it was so close to the shape and size of Corry’s cock. Brittney groaned as she pushed in, the little nodules on the inside of the toy stimulating her too, her ears twitching, hair ruffled about her shoulders where it had grown a little long. Brittney fucked her mother in long, proud strokes, confident in her sexual ability, her tail twitching.

And that was too much for Corry, taking advantage of the moment without even any lube: as long as he was slow and careful, it would not be a problem at all. In a breath of a moment, he was on top of Brittney with his arms around her, Rebecca’s moans ringing in his ears, slowly pushing into her backside to a chorus of fresh grunts and groans.

“Ah, yes…” Brittney groaned, tail twitching back against him as his cock bottomed out in her tail. “Unff… Harder!”

She cried out for him to take her and Corry was extremely happy to oblige, pushing deeper and deeper, the slap of his hips on her backside rising to fill the room. He could not stop and would not stop, not until the love of his life was satisfied, long, powerful strokes of his dick sinking into her as their pleasure mounted. Harder and harder, Corry thrust with wild abandon, as if he was losing sense of himself again, even though he was entirely present in the moment, right where he needed to be.

Tension built in his loins, though he could not have said for how long he had been fucking her, spending himself deep inside her backside with a low groan. Oh, how terribly that was needed, losing himself in anal pleasure, his body aching, though his cock was still hard as Rebecca flashed him a wanton grin, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. Still, she wanted him. Still, he burned for them.

Only when he had taken Rebecca too in a similar fashion the two women on their sides on the bed, Rebecca taking her daughter in the arse with a strap-on while he fucked Rebecca’s wonderfully tight tail hole, did he relax into the long, sweeping strokes of passion. It was not the end of their fun, not by any means, but it was the start of something so very new that Corry ached desperately to see it through to the end.

Though there would not be an end, not for them, not as he thrust and thrust and filled Rebecca’s tail hole, the wonderful panda crying out his name as she climaxed, trembling against him on the bed. He held her leg lifted high to expose her tight hole, cock sinking deep while she took her daughter too, all three of them caught up in lust that pulsed and swirled around them, never to be forgotten.

Only when they had gotten off multiple times to their satisfaction did he finally collapse with them on the bed, his ladies cuddled in on either side of him, arms around him, eyelids heavy with contented exhaustion.

There was always something about Brittney.

Corry smiled. Yeah, there was.

There was something about Brittney: and her mom too.

And he wouldn’t have had it any other way.