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Max sat back in their chair, sighing contentedly. The meal that had been prepared for this special occasion lay in tatters before the six of them seated at the table, only scraps now left. Beside them lay the gifts they'd been given, neatly stacked. A beautiful dress, made by Alva themselves; a gold ring, simple yet elegant from Brieve; a pen from Ten, who promised it would make for the best writing experience Max had ever known, along with a bottle of imported ink; a leather collar with Max's name on it from Silva; and lastly a new mortar and pestle from Vasil, appreciated since their old one was cracked. They were all good, thoughtful gifts, and Max appreciated every one of them.

"Thanks everyone, you all are amazing. I love you all."

"We love you too, Max." Brieve gave Max that kind smile that always melted their heart.

"Can't wait to see you wearing that collar." Silva smirked, making a knowing smile. They knew Max would wear it in time.

"I believe everyone is finished, yes?" Ten asked, deliberately cutting off further discussion about the collar.

Alva drained the last of their cup, burping as quietly as they could manage. "I am now." There were further murmurs of assent around the table. "Does that mean it's time?" Alva got that conspiratorial smirk that told Max they were up to no good. They didn't try to hide it, given what was planned for Max.

Max knew they were really in trouble when Ten returned Alva's smirk, and knowing looks were exchanged around the table, save for a bewildered Max. "It certainly seems that way."

"Sephirit's fins, let's get to giving Max their last birthday present."

There was a general air of excitement as everyone got up and crowded around Max, lifting them first to their feet, then collectively picking Max up and carrying them, making them giggle. "Guys, I can walk myself y'know! Where are you even taking me anyways?"

"You'll see." Brieve answered cryptically.

They didn't go far, only to one of the guest rooms near the dining hall, but when they got there it was clear to Max that this had been planned well in advance. The large room was already lovingly lit by candles, trays of food and drink set over on the buffet, ready to go. The windows were open to let in cool air and moonlight, and to keep the incense burning in the corner from becoming overwhelming. The blankets on the oversized bed had already been turned down, likely to protect them from the mess that Max was increasingly sure the six of them were going to make.

They set Max down gently on the bed, the five of them immediately setting about removing Max's clothes and exposing their feminine body, to Max's giggling protests. The cream-colored fur on their belly, which continued down the underside of their long, thick tail, stood out against the brown of the rest of their thick fur. Cloven-hoofed feet, a ring of thick chocolate fur around their neck, a vaguely draconic muzzle, and spiral horns jutting backwards from their head completed the odd ensemble that was Max. As soon as they were done, they began to remove their own clothes. Not that there was much to remove, given how little Aven clothing covered. It would take them longer to remove the gold ornamental pieces all of them wore, Max knew, than to take off their clothes. Max sat up on the bed, their eyes drawn to their bondmate's half-nude forms. The Aven form and its exotic beauty was always a sight to behold, with its large layers of plumage sprouting from its arms and tail. It was distinctly avian, its legs and hands distinctly bird-like, but its head was far more rabbit like, even having the long, tall ears, and the rest of their body was covered in short fur, for the most part, though Aven were known to have a mane of fur on their heads and necks, and Max's bondmates were often in that group.

"Now don't forget the one rule everyone. No sex, with each other, only Max. This is their special night, after all." Ten said, slipping off a gold arm cuff.

"As long as I get to be the first one to use their ass." Silva made it a point to look right at Max when they said it.

"Fine with me. Max's snatch is much nicer anyways." Brieve subtly winked at Max.

Silva was not the first one to get fully undressed; that distinction went to Alva, who was uncannily good at getting out of their clothes. But Silva was the first one to take charge of the situation, wanting to do so before Ten finally got around to it. They approached Max, pleased to note that they were already fully erect, and crouched down to bring themselves muzzle-to-muzzle with Max, adopting a soft tone. "The first thing you're going to do is get me nice and ready with that lovely tongue of yours."

Max shivered in lust at the thought of burying their muzzle in Silva's pubic mound, their eyes trailing up Silva's body, taking in their curvier form and dark coloration, accented by a light mint color in dots and lines all over their body and arm plumage. Max was caught off guard when Silva grabbed one of their horns and, not hard, but insistently, pulled them up onto the bed. They coerced Max to be on their belly as they propped themselves up at the head of the bed, carefully arranging their arm plumage beside them before doing exactly what Max had imagined they would, pulling Max's muzzle against their pubic mound. The smell alone, distinctly feminine, stoked primal fires within Max, and the dampness against their muzzle would make sure they'd be smelling it for hours.

Silva smiled down at their quarry, whose eyes were on them, waiting for their next command. "Get your tail up in the air, but otherwise I don't know what you're waiting for." They glanced over at their compatriots, giving them a knowing look before looking back down at Max. "Get to work." They ground their hips against Max's nose, impatient to feel that wonderful tongue pushing into them.

Max whined softly in need, folding their knees under them which naturally put their butt in the air. Then they lifted their thick tail to complete the pose, giving anyone who wanted it easy access to both their tight anus and equine-like vulva, swollen with lust and drooling feminine honey. This set off a hushed discussion between the other bondmates, but Max didn't hear them. Instead, they heard Silva's gentle groaning as Max pushed their tongue into Silva, their tongue playing with that thick vulva to find purchase in their vagina, but once they managed it, their tongue pushed right on in, spreading Silva and giving them a good taste of what they smelled earlier, Silva's slightly earthy flavor hitting them hard.

Silva leaned their head back and groaned softly, feeling Max's thick tongue scrabbling for purchase amid their folds at first. But Max's tongue was insistent and surprisingly strong, able to spread them without too much effort. Then their tongue was going deep, deeper. It never ceased to amaze Silva just how deep Max could reach with their tongue, rivaling dicks with that squishy, wriggly appendage. Max had learned well, since their introduction to the bond. They used to use their tongue like a club, ramming it in as far as it could go, but they learned pretty quickly that most people prefer a buildup, being a little more surprised with each inch Max's tongue pushed in, always wondering just how much farther could they really go? This was exactly what Max was doing now, devotedly fucking Silva with their tongue. It felt amazing, spreading them as much as any dick they'd ever rode, while also wriggling and moving in ways no dick ever could. They still hadn't decided if it was better than Max's dick.

It had been decided among the other group of bondmates that Ten would be the first one to make use of Max. Brieve was fine with going after Ten, Alva was more interested in figuring out how to get their mouth around Max's dick, and Vasil's dick was peeking out of their vulva as they said they wanted Max's mouth next. So, Ten separated themselves from the group of spectators, making their way over to Max. Their dick was already well out of their vulva, the arrowhead tip leaking precum already. They had a stockier, more masculine form, a good compliment to the crimson of their primary feathers. They had darker crimson stripes along their back and little crimson feathers sprouting from their cheeks, but otherwise there was little else of ornamentation on their light grey and white form, safe for those striking yellow eyes. They climbed up onto the bed behind Max, getting on their knees behind the goat-dragon. They rested a hand on Max's ass to steady themselves, gently squeezing that plush cheek as they did so, their eyes on that prize that they were excited to claim, Max's dripping vulva. They were not much in the mood for foreplay at this point, having worked themselves up watching Max tonguefuck Silva, and they could tell Max was more than ready themselves. So rather than agonize them both with foreplay, they lined their dick up with Max's vulva.

Max couldn't help but squeak as they felt someone groping their butt. They chanced a glance back to see who it was, only managing to catch sight of Ten's crimson plumage before Silva pulled Max's head back against their crotch using Max's horns. "Uh-uh, you're not moving until I'm done with you." Silva said, making it a point to grind against the end of Max's muzzle. They didn't have a choice but to put up with it, as Silva kept a hand on one of Max's wavy horns in order to ensure Max kept on doing what they were supposed to. Max made it a point to push their tongue into Silva as far as they could go, just to prove that they were dedicated to pleasing the avian hybrid. The groan of pleasure they got from Silva said it was the right thing to do.

Though they tensed with anticipation as they felt the warm tip of Ten's dick prod at their vulva, seeking entrance past their plush lips. They couldn't help but be distracted as Ten slipped their dick into Max, spreading them open as it reached deeper and deeper into their body, sliding easily into Max. Max bleated into Silva's crotch, their already quiet noises muffled by their body. Ten didn't stop moving until Max could feel their vulva kissing Max's, signaling that Ten was as deep as they could go. Ten was no doubt the largest of Max's bondmates, and they were thankful Ten always gave them a moment to adjust before they started the fucking in earnest.

Ten breathed heavily from behind Max as they worked to keep themselves in control as Max's passage caressed their dick in loving softness. Years of practice meant that they were pretty good at holding themselves in check until the right time to climax...but they could've climaxed right there and have been perfectly happy to do so. For Max's sake, they didn't, instead lightly nibbling one of Max's large ears, pressing their body against Max as they did so. Max felt good under them, stable, though they could feel Max's body quivering subtly in anticipation under them. They could also, when they pressed against Max's backside, feel the tip of their dick just touch the end of Max's passage, and this sent a shudder through the hybrid with each press.

Max's ministrations towards Silva slackened as Ten oh-so-sensually rubbed their body against Max, letting Max feel the strength in their form, hinting at what it would feel like when Ten got going. As was usual, Ten didn't make Max wait long to find out, Max feeling Ten's body shift above them as the warm hardness of their dick left Max's body, only to surge back in a moment later, Ten settling into a fast and efficient rut. Max loved every second of it, though. Ten was the only one of them with the physical stamina to keep up a pace like that, and even if they didn't mix it up much, Max still found themselves leaning back against Ten, egging them on, encouraging the high that Ten was going to rapidly push them towards.

Silva watched Max's goofy, almost drugged up expression with glee as Ten started fucking them in earnest. Max's tongue had slackened a little, but Silva could understand. Ten was ferocious in bed, and they could feel that ferocity through the bed and Max themselves. But they were close, making their patience thinner even than usual. So, they tugged on Max's horn, bringing at least some of their attention back to Silva. "C'mon, Max. You're almost done with me." They cooed down at Max, one of their hands moving to rub their clitoris, now wanting only to get themselves off as fast as they could.

Max found it hard to think much, between Silva's taste assaulting their tongue, and Ten's dick assaulting their cunt. Their breath came out in huffing gasps, struggling to get enough air despite not being the one doing the most physical work. They could feel the tightness building in their body, from Ten more than Silva. They were thankful when they finally heard Silva make a bright chirrup, which probably meant that they had blessedly reached their peak, because Max was finding it hard to keep any focus on Silva's cunt.

Silva's gaze lost focus as they could feel their body on the verge of climax, Max's hard work with their tongue paying off. They made an involuntary chirrup noise as they were wracked by their climax, ceaselessly playing with their love button as they came in order to prolong their climax as much as possible. Their body was tense for those few blessed seconds of climax, and then they went limp, flopping back down onto the bed and letting go of Max's head, staring up at the ceiling with a smile on their face, giggling softly to themselves.

Ten smirked at Silva, though they knew Silva wouldn't see it. It seemed that Max hadn't been too distracted by them mounting Max, though from the way Max stared blankly into space and panted, they were getting close too. Ten could've swore their passage was getting tighter too, though Max's passage was more than slick enough that it didn't cause any problems. They were breathing hard from the exertion, though, the blood pounding in their ears and the heat between their bodies making it worse. They weren't going to stop, though, not until Max was crying out in ecstasy.

Max was going to get there sooner rather than later, though. The unrelenting pace Ten set would make sure of that. The tension had been continually building, and that coiled spring in Max could only be wound so tight before it would finally snap. Their climax almost snuck up on them, one moment they were reveling in the waves of pleasure radiating throughout their body, and then those waves became a tsunami, eliciting a low bleat from Max as they squirmed under Ten, a fresh wave of pleasure assaulting them when Ten mated their hips to Max's, grinding their vulvas together and wreaking havoc on Max's large clitoris along with the tip of Ten's dick grinding against their deepest reaches, hitting all the right buttons associated with having a strong male taking Max for all they're worth.

Knowing that Max was teetering on the knife's edge, Ten was ready for Max when they did finally tip over the edge, their low bleating a sure sign of what was happening. Without a moment's hesitation, they mated their hips to Max's, grinding their plush vulva against Max's, mashing their clitoris into Max's, knowing that Max was experiencing the same. Ten half wished that Max was facing them so their clitorises would rub against each other, but even still the feeling sent shocks up their spine, making it very easy for them to let go and slide smoothly into their own climax, making a curious growling chirrup into the super thick ring of fur around Max's neck, hoping to muffle the mildly embarrassing sound in Max's fur.

Max relaxed a little as the throes of climax finally abated, the warm feeling of Ten shooting thick strands of warm cum into them only adding to the sense of satisfaction they felt. It was the wrong time of year for anything to come of it, the next heat was a month away, but it still made Max feel like a virile male had laid claim to them...which was true. Ten was a stud, and they were happy to linger there with Ten's hot breath on the back of their neck, their strong body still on top of them.

In fact, none of the three moved until Silva broke the spell, lovingly patting the side of Max's head. "Well done, but you're not done yet. There's still more to come." With one more gentle pat on Max's head, they climbed off the bed, gesturing to the three Aven standing there for someone to take their place. Ten finally set up, grunting softly as they pulled their dick out of Max, trailing thin strands of slick behind it. They were still hard, but Ten was letting it retreat back into their vulva. It was likely done for the night, if they had to guess.

Brieve was the first of the others waiting for their turn to make their way over to the bed. Their dick was on full display, having been unable to resist playing with themselves a little bit as they watched Max get fucked by Ten, looking forward to having their turn in Ten's place. They had an average build for an Aven, lithe and short, though still a couple inches taller than Max. Their plumage was a pretty yellow, white, and black. Their full head of golden hair was styled in a swoop to one side, and their violet eyes looked out above a complement of small yellow feathers along their cheekbones. They gestured for Ten to move aside, and they did so, nodding at Brieve and making a gesture that said to have at it. Without hesitating, they took their place behind Max, as much to make sure that their lover didn't try to get up and move before they'd had their way with them.

Max stiffened in surprise as they felt a new body press down on them from behind, once that was instantly familiar, and their alto voice even more so. "I'm glad Ten got you all warmed up for me. I think I can make you bleat a little louder than they managed, though." Brieve muttered softly in Max's ear, sending a shudder of pleasurable anticipation through their body. If anyone of their bond knew how to make Max scream in ecstasy, it would be Brieve. They'd fucked more than enough to figure out each other's buttons.

Brieve kissed the back of Max's head, starting a long trail of little kisses down the back of Max's head, into the crook of their neck. They made it a point to be slow, tender. They wanted to build up Max's anticipation again, since they'd already climaxed. Besides, they enjoyed the subtle body worship. Max was special enough that they more than earned a little bit of worship, in Brieve's opinion. Their scaley hands wandered along Max's torso, gently working their fingers into Max's thick fur. Max had such thick and luscious fur, Brieve didn't mind for a moment just simply running their fingers through it. They almost forgot themselves just petting Max, lost in the feeling of their bodies together. This wasn't the time for a long cuddle session, tonight was for giving Max the most bodily pleasure they could. With a shift of their hips, they had their dick pressing against Max's used vulva, grinding it against their entrance and coating their length in Max's slick. It was the right move, given the quiet moan Max made underneath them, their body leaning back against Brieve to help them.

Vasil watched Brieve play with Max in such an intimate, loving way, now starting to feel like they would be getting in the way if they tried to join in. Though they were a few inches shorter than everyone else, their plumage was large even by Aven standard, their arm plumage brushing the ground if they held their hands at their sides. They were mostly black and white, but with shocks of bright green in their plumage as well as their mane, which was more of a forest green. Deep blue eyes watched them intently, wanting to join in on the fun and knowing that they were certainly allowed to join in, they were bondmates, but still it seemed-

"Stop staring and go get what I can tell you're wanting." Silva said quietly from behind Vasil, interrupting their thoughts.

Vasil's long, narrow ears pinned back in embarrassment and shame. "But they're enjoying themselves, I don't want to spoil it."

"You won't." Silva said, patting Vasil's back gently. "Max likes giving pleasure as much as they like receiving it. They would love to show you how much they love you."

Vasil rubbed one of their arm feathers, a nervous tic they'd developed a long time ago. There was no denying that they were aching to have Max's mouth wrapped around their dick, which had seemed to slip out of their vulva of its own accord, even though they knew they had full control over it. It wasn't impressive, they were definitely the smallest of the bunch, but not small. It drooled precum, and the ache of it drove them to approach the bed, a little timid still. Brieve looked up from Max and made eye contact with Vasil, Vasil trying to communicate with their eyes in asking for permission to join in. Brieve gave them a short nod, nodding over to the unoccupied space in front of Max. Relieved, even knowing the odds of Brieve saying no were nonexistent, they climbed up on the bed in front of Max. Max's eyes met Vasil's, then went unabashedly to their crotch, where their smooth dick stuck out of a vulva that was plump enough to make Kainer jealous. Max licked their lips, glancing up at Vasil, waiting for them to get comfortable on the bed, making sure to put their dick within easy reach of Max's mouth. Just watching Max, Vasil could see each wave of pleasure going through their body in the way they panted lightly.

Then Max's lips were touching the spade-shaped tip of their dick, and they forgot about anything else, feeling Max's hot breath on their dick. Max's mouth opened, and then their tongue was running along Vasil's dick, coating it in a sheen of saliva while also catching some of the precum that had run down the underside of their slightly curved dick. It felt so good just to have Max merely toying with their dick, even rubbing along their vulva, giving their little clit a tease with merely the tip of their tongue, which coiled around Vasil's dick to make it happen. Vasil watched, always in awe of what Max could do with their tongue, as they coiled it solidly around Vasil's dick and guided it into their mouth without using their hands at all, making Vasil squirm with pleasure as their dick was wrapped up in the warm confines of Max's mouth, riding on that smooth, soft muscle.

Max relished the taste of Vasil on their tongue as they warmed their most timid partner up. They knew that Vasil was self-conscious about a dick that wasn't small by any stretch of the imagination, so they liked to remind Vasil of just how pleasurable it was to play with their dick. And besides, there was something that just hit right with Max to be used from the front and the back, just being awash in sex in a place that felt totally safe. They enjoyed hearing Vasil's suppressed chirrups as they took Vasil into their mouth, making it a point to grind the end of their muzzle against Vasil's vulva once they'd taken them in their entirety. They sat still for a moment, just massaging the underside of Vasil's dick with their tongue before they started bobbing their head along Vasil's length, taking it slow.

Brieve waited for Max to settle into a steady rhythm before deciding to move things along. They shifted their hips slowly, subtly, not wanting to startle Max out of the zen they were now in working Vasil's dick over. They couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Vasil, even though they were about to get Max's soft, soft vagina. They made a note to see if they could get Max to give them oral tonight, but then put that thought aside. Max didn't react as they moved, though Brieve kept up the petting just to be sure. Once they were sure that their dick was lined up with that swollen vulva, Brieve pushed their hips forward, slowly and sensuously spearing Max on their dick.

Max moaned around Vasil's dick as they felt Brieve push into them, making it a point to let Max feel every inch that went into them. Max barely understood it, but Brieve always felt so right inside Max, like they were a perfect fit, two pieces making one whole. Brieve had stopped with their dick all the way in, their vulva kissing Max's, just letting Max feel their pounding heart through their twitching dick. It seemed to Max that Brieve was enjoying themselves just as much as Max was, and they made it a point to give Brieve's dick a gentle squeeze, both because it felt good to do so and because they knew Brieve liked it too.

Brieve made a small chirrup, making an effort to suppress it. Not to keep Max from hearing it, they wanted Max to hear their pleasure, but to keep it between them, since it was meant only for Max. They could feel a fresh dribble of precum leave their dick as they felt their bondmate's body lovingly squeeze their dick. They could have stayed there all night, with their bodies as close together as was physically possible, but they had a job to do. After several seconds they, reluctantly, pulled their dick out of Max, leaving just the tip, pushing back in just as slowly as they'd done the first time. They were in no rush to climax, and they wanted to build Max up slowly, so that their most special rode the highest high that they could give. Besides, it felt good to savor every little bump and ridge of Max's passage, enjoying the deep familiarity of it, and yet still being surprised by how good it felt. They kept their head just above water, letting themselves enjoy Max's body as much as they could without losing sight of their end goal. They would make Max scream with ecstasy.

Alva had stood off to one side, content to watch the shenanigans. They all really got into it once things got going, and there was always something fun about being able to experience that as an outside observer, with more perspective than could be gleaned during the act. But they could also feel the ache to join in with the trio, and they couldn't help but grow wetter as they watched Max, knowing that hidden by Brieve's plumage was Max's exotic dick, probably feeling cold and lonely by now, having been ignored up to this point. They loved oral anything, and they saw a prime opportunity to get some while also really making Max's night. Being fucked by two people simultaneously was good, but being fucked by three people was even better.

They stood from the lounge chair they'd taken residence on and strode purposefully over to the bed. They were plain by Aven standards, covered mostly in teal and navy black with only simple barring on their plumage, though their belly and neck were cream-colored. Brieve didn't pay them any mind until they were next to the bed, their orange eyes meeting Brieve's questioning ones. They mimed lifting one arm, and Brieve sighed in mild annoyance before lifting their arm, Alva darting their head underneath their plumage. They felt it fall back down along their back, but in the dimness underneath Max they could spy their prize. Max's dick dangled out of its sheath, the tapered tip having made a little puddle of precum on the bed. Max's balls hung just behind the sheath, and those were just as interesting as the dick, since Aven didn't have any and Alva knew they were almost as sensitive as Max's dick. They made for a good place to start warming Max up. The positioning was a little awkward, but Alva had made more awkward poses work, and they were able to gently nuzzle those twin orbs with their muzzle, gently working them over with their mouth as Max's precum dribbled down the back of their head, and feeling a fresh wave of heat bloom in their belly. Something about having Max's dick filling their nose with Max's slightly spicy smell set off all the right things for Alva. They worked their way up Max's sheath, leaving everything damp as they went, gently worshipping this brilliant dick. Their tongue was then working around Max's dick, licking at the subtle ridges along the underside and the small medial ring about halfway along its length. Then they were at the tip of Max's dick, where they could finally sample some of that delicious precum. The salty, musky taste of it hitting their tongue made it so hard to keep from reaching between their legs and pleasuring themselves, but they knew the rules. Tonight was Max's night, and any pleasure they got was supposed to be only as a result of them giving Max pleasure. So, instead they reached up and cupped Max's balls instead, to give their free hand something to do, as they took Max into their mouth, stopping just shy of Max's medial ring as they nursed on Max's dick, not because they couldn't take Max in one fell swoop, they had more than enough practice to do that, but because they wanted to coax a little more precum out before they got started in earnest.

Max wriggled underneath Brieve, the pleasure they were experiencing positively brain-melting by this point. They hadn't even realized how much their dick was aching for attention until Alva had started tending to it. They'd seen Alva get up out of the corner of their eye, though they couldn't turn to look and see what they were up to, and they never knew what to expect from the teal Aven. How they'd managed to squeeze themselves under Max, or found the strength to hold themselves in what had to be in an awkward position was beyond Max, but they were terribly happy they were doing it. All this sex had left them pent-up, and Alva's mouth was a very inviting place for their dick. To make matters worse, Brieve was very carefully edging Max towards climax, and between the two of them it was borderline impossible to maintain any kind of control of themselves. They counted themselves lucky to still have the mental fortitude to service Vasil, who was now bringing their hips up to meet Max's muzzle, hinting at facefucking without actually doing it.

They heard Vasil pant out "M-Max, I'm about to-" giving them only a second or two to be ready for Vasil's climax, their muzzle sinking down onto Vasil's dick as Vasil let out a bright chirrup, strands of cum shooting into the back of Max's mouth, their tongue rubbing Vasil's dick lovingly as they swallowed Vasil's cum. They saw Vasil flop back onto the bed, panting hard, their dick already growing soft in Max's mouth. They pulled their mouth off of Vasil's dick, needing their mouth to be free so they could breathe, their body feeling terribly worked up.

Vasil laid back for a moment, feeling so good after Max had gotten them off. They felt the urge to show Max their appreciation, since they felt they got the better end of the bargain. So, they moved away from Max, who seemed to not even see them, getting down on their knees in front of Max. They gently brought Max's head up to make their muzzles meet, Max immediately returning the kiss without a moment's hesitation. They could taste themselves on Max's lips, and they didn't care in the slightest. All they cared was that Max melted into them as they shared their thanks for their bondmate's service.

Brieve watched this with happiness. This was exactly the kind of thing they'd hoped would happen, the things that would make it clear to Max just how much everyone loved them. They gave Max little kisses on the back of their neck and behind their ears, grinding their hips against Max just a little more with each thrust, wanting to coax their bondmate the last little bit towards climax, refusing a climax for themselves until Max had reached their peak.

Alva had Max's entire dick in their mouth by this point, their muzzle pressed against Max's sheath. They could feel Max's dick tickling the back of their throat, dumping precum back there, and they couldn't have been happier. They made sure to take long strokes over Max's dick with their mouth, feeling every ridge and that ring passing over their tongue and lips. It was so wonderfully exotic, Alva couldn't have asked for anything better. The only thing they still wanted from Max was a load of that delicious, delicious cum. They were sure they would get it before long, especially with Brieve going to town on Max.

It was inevitable, Max knew, but their climax was arriving, much as they both welcomed its arrival and wished it would hold off a little longer. It just took Brieve hilting in Max and grinding their vulva against Max's, playing with their clit, that Max bleated around Vasil's mouth, unable to control themselves as their body was wracked with pure pleasure, their passage squeezing Brieve's dick hard while their dick twitched in Ava's mouth, shooting thick strands of cum to the back of their mouth, which they drank down greedily. Max could feel the pressure growing in their belly as Brieve quietly chirruped into their ear, warm wetness running out of their overfilled vagina as cum leaked out around Brieve's dick, the added warmth only serving to make the afterglow all the better.

Alva nursed on Max's dick for a while after their climax before pulling away and letting it slip from their mouth, stepping away to stretch muscles that would undoubtedly be sore tomorrow. They watched Brieve and Vasil giving Max lots of kisses, and they found it very cute. Even Silva, who seemed to have no interest in such blatant shows of affection, was smiling at the trio, watching them go until Brieve finally sat up, pulling themselves out of Max, even more mess following their dick out. Ten and Brieve had already made quite the mess of Max, Alva could see, but they knew the night was still young. Silva hadn't had the chance to use Max's ass yet, and they were rarely denied what they wanted.

The moment that Brieve was away, Silva was behind Max, their dick now out of their vulva and coated in feminine honey. Their eyes were on that unclaimed pucker, sitting just above Max's vulva. They knew they were supposed to give Max a chance to catch their breath...but they'd already been waiting so long for this opportunity. They leaned over Max's back, putting their head just behind Max's. "Finally, I get to claim your ass." They felt Max shudder underneath them. "Bet I can talk Alva into claiming your cunt too. Just imagine how full you'll feel with both of us inside you." Max made a low whine under Silva, which was as good as confirmation that Max was totally on board. They sat up and waved to Alva. "Hey Alva, wanna take Max's cunt while I take their ass?"

Alva's face lit up. They had ideas about how to make that happen, and they were keen on making them happen. "Of course!" They trotted over to the bed, Silva watching as they laid down with their back propped up against the headboard, their dick slowly slipping out of their vulva. Max gave them a quizzical look, apparently unsure of how this would work, but Alva gave them a reassuring smile. They pulled Max towards them, gently repositioning Max so that they were right on top of them, their hips nearly resting against Alva's, their vulva right next to Alva's. With Max in position, they gently guided their dick into Max's vagina, Max sinking down onto their length without any prodding on Alva's part, sighing happily to themselves as they did so. Even as well-used as Max was by this point, they still felt heavenly wrapped around Alva's dick.

Alva started thrusting into Max, their strokes necessarily kept short due to the position they were in, even before Silva had gotten themselves in Max. Silva's nose wrinkled in irritation at Alva, but only received a wink in return. Apparently Alva wanted to make it a little more of a challenge for Silva. Silva wasn't going to let that stand in the way of their prize, carefully lining up their dick with Max's pucker, their bouncing body making it harder than it had to be. But it only took finding a little purchase in Max with the tip of their dick before they were able to slide their hips forward to meet Max's, sighing happily as their dick was wrapped in the even tighter confines of Max's ass.

Max couldn't help but moan as Silva first spread them open, gently coaxing that ring to open up, before sliding their dick all the way into their ass, their slick-covered dick smoothly filling them. As they'd promised earlier, Max felt positively stuffed with both Alva in their vagina, and Silva up their ass. Silva didn't move for several long seconds, likely enjoying the feel of Max's ass, before they started rocking their hips, not bothering to keep the same tempo as Alva, instead enjoying longer, slower thrusts. When their rhythms accidentally collided, Max couldn't help but gasp softly. They didn't usually care for butt stuff...but the combination of vaginal and anal felt really good, they had to admit.

Silva laughed softly in Max's ear. "For someone who supposedly doesn't like 'butt stuff', you sure seem to be enjoying yourself." They mused.

Max couldn't find the words to reply, only replying with a low moan. With this being the third time in a row they'd been fucked without much of a reprieve, they couldn't string together anything more. Sliva was forceful, but still gentle enough that their sex didn't hurt. They could feel their dick growing fully erect again, leaving a trail of precum along Alva's belly as they bounced on the two different dicks.

Silva nibbled the back of Max's neck lightly, mindful to not draw blood, but enough to make their teeth give Max bright points of pressure in such a sensitive area. Were they in a more aggressive mood, they might have locked their mouth on Max's shoulder, caring less about leaving marks, but even they kept themselves in check for Max's sake. Besides, they didn't intend to make this go for hours, also for Max's sake. Their eyes met Alva's, and an understanding passed through them. As if on cue, Alva's hips sped up in tempo with Silva's, the sound of their collective panting filling the room and making for quite a show for the three Aven who still stood aside watching.

Max bleated softly as they came around Alva's dick, their tired passage squeezing Alva's dick in vain. Alva kept thrusting through their climax, but it was actually Silva who came first, Max feeling splashes of warmth in their belly as Silva mated their hips to Max. Alva came a few thrusts later, their cum leaking out of Max and onto their lap as they came to a stop as deep in Max as they could go, falling back to a relaxed position after a few moments and their load was thoroughly emptied into Max, making them feel even fuller by this point.

The three of them went still, panting together as they all rode the warm afterglows of their respective climaxes. Silva pulled out of Max, their dick still rock-hard, and watched cum drain out of Max's slightly gaping asshole with smug satisfaction. "Good job, you felt amazing." They gave Max a peck on the back of their head, and a pat on their rump. Max only weakly nodded, and Silva climbed off the bed, going back over to a chaise lounge and stretching out, having gotten what they wanted for the night.

Max pulled themselves off of Alva, and without a word flopped down on the bed next to them, Alva moving their arm plumage to make room, reveling in the feeling of cum running out of both of their holes. They were glad that no one was moving to have another go with them, as they needed a breather after being pushed so hard for so long.

"I think we wore 'em out." Alva said, smiling cheekily at Max.

"No, no, I'm good, I just need a minute." Or three.

"We can stop whenever you're done. This is your night, after all." Brieve said, from where they perched on a vanity bench.

Max nodded. "I know. That was just intense, so I just need some time to recover."

"I'm sure this will help some." Ten held a glass of water with a few wedges of fruit floating in it out to Max, who took it gratefully. Though Ten and Brieve were both working on glasses of wine, Max didn't care much for alcohol. Fruit-infused water was their usual go-to, for something more indulgent than plain water. A sip told them that the fruit had been allowed to steep for several minutes, for how flavorful the water was. The bed shifted as Alva got up off the bed, but they weren't gone long, returning with a small tray with an assortment of finger foods. Max shook their head to themselves, always amused at the Aven tradition of snacking after sex. But that didn't stop them from helping themselves to the tray, Alva setting it down in both of their laps for easy sharing.

Brieve watched Max nibble at the food, while Alva positively stuffed their face. At that rate, Max was liable to only get a tiny portion of what was there, and it irked them that Alva wasn't being a little more considerate since this was Max's night. Truthfully, though, they were trying to distract themselves from the lewd thoughts still running through their head. Fucking Max's cunt had been wonderful, as it always was, but now they wanted Max's mouth wrapped around their still erect dick. They tried their hardest to not show it, because they wanted Max to do what they wanted to do, not what they thought others wanted them to do, but they still refused to let their dick go back into their vulva. They forced themselves to wait a full minute after Max had set aside their empty glass, and the tray's contents had been demolished, before they finally spoke up, doing their best to sound nonchalant. "So, what now, Max? A swim in the moonlight? Some rescue? More pleasures?" Brieve couldn't help but notice the others sat up a little taller in interest when they mentioned "pleasures". Of course they weren't quite spent yet either, but Max had already been put through a lot, and Brieve wanted to be sure Max had an out of they were spent.

Max could tell the others were all not done, which wasn't surprising. Truthfully, they weren't either. Though their vagina was pretty well-used by this point, their penis wasn't. Alva's mouth had been wonderful in its own way, but they craved having someone's body wrapped around their dick instead. So, they smiled back at Brieve. "Pleasures, of course. I want someone on my...er, dick."

"I think we can arrange that." Ten said. Alva seemed content just laying there, and Brieve clearly had other ideas, so they were going to stand and give Max what they wanted, but a glance at Vasil told them Vasil was far more into the idea, with the way they were staring at Max and biting their lip. A glance down showed they were gently fingering themselves. "Why don't you give Max what they're wanting, Vasil?"

Vasil started like they'd been spanked. They pinned their ears back in embarrassment, realizing that their lust must've been incredibly obvious. "O-okay." They stuttered, hastily wiping their fingers off on their thigh. They hurried over to the bed, feeling everyone's eyes on them. Max shifted so they were laying flatter on the bed, watching them with those kind eyes. That helped calm them down a bit, and turn their focus to Max's sheath, where the pink tapered tip of their dick poked out from. They crossed the room in an almost dream-like state, leaning over the bed to bring their muzzle close to Max's sheath and breathing in Max's vaguely cinnamon scent. They brought their tongue out to gently play with the tip of Max's dick, their tongue skillfully working its way into Max's sheath, playing with it as much as they were with Max's dick. They took their time, their tongue flowing along Max's length as it emerged from its sheath, feeling the subtle ridge texture along the underside of Max's dick, along with the thin medial ring about halfway down Max's dick. They made it a point to gently suck on the tapered tip of Max's dick, enjoying the little burst of precum they were greeted with as they did so.

Max laid back on the bed and sighed happily as Vasil worshipped their dick. Their tongue lovingly caressing Max's dick felt so right, and though Max looked forward to what would inevitably come next, they certainly didn't begrudge Vasil. The love and care on display was as good as the pleasant sensations Vasil's tongue and mouth were giving them, and Max was sure that Vasil was leaving no area untouched.

Though Vasil was somewhat reluctant to stop, they knew it was time. They could feel the wetness between their thighs and could tell Max was more than ready for them to proceed. They stood up straight, feeling a little punch-drunk as the climbed onto the bed and over Max's body, taking their place straddling Max's belly, feeling Max's dick pressing against their backside underneath their large tailfeathers. They sat back slightly so that their vulva was on full display for Max, and just to complete the show, they made it a point to spread their plush vulva open for Max, stimulating themselves in the process, but they made sure to hold still. "Do you like what you see?" They said, sounding much more confident than they expected.

Max always thought that it was funny for Vasil to ask questions like that, because from where they were sitting, they loved the display. Their bright plumage fanning out around their slender body, all drawing the eye towards that bright pink spot on Vasil's crotch. They couldn't take their eyes off it, and their dick twitched against Vasil's body as they squirmed a little from barely restrained desire. "I love what I see."

Vasil felt a flush of pride at pleasing their bondmate. But they knew that they should not delay the main act any longer, they had given more than enough of a show. They pulled their hand away from their sex, somewhat reluctantly, and prepared themselves for what was going to come next. They shifted their hips backwards, dragging Max's dick between their legs in one last teasing gesture which drew a little gasp from Max, stopping once Max's dick was free from their body, standing proudly just in front of Vasil. They raised themselves up, lining their plush vulva up with the tip of Max's dick, that tapered tip just poking into their folds as it pressed against their body. They could feel the tension, the expectation in Max's body as they lowered themselves down onto Max, gasping softly as they were spread open wide. There was not much on Max's dick to resist them sliding further and further down, save for that subtle ring halfway down their dick, which caught on their entrance for only a moment before it too was inside their body. They let their bodyweight pull them down Max's entire length, letting out a satisfied sigh as their vulva rested against Max's sheath, Max feeling so good reaching that deep in their body.

Max could not hold back a groan as Vasil's body wrapped their dick in its soft, warm embrace. They were happy for Vasil to linger a moment, just letting them both enjoy the feeling of their bodies being entwined, Vasil's passage gently massaging Max's dick. They couldn't help but admire the sight before them, Vasil's passage spread open wide around Max's dick, drooling feminine honey onto Max's lap. Max's eyes looked up to meet Vasil's, the two of them having an exchange without saying a word. A few more seconds later, Vasil finally pulled themselves up, Max feeling the subtle ridges on the bottom of their dick tugging on Vasil's passage. They pulled up enough to free Max's medial ring, before plunging themselves back down again, Max feeling that momentary catch as their ring slipped back into Vasil's body. Vasil did not move fast, their hips moving in slow, sensual thrusts. It was clear to Max they did not want this to go quickly, and Max was thankful that they'd climaxed once already, making it easier to keep them from blowing their load right then and there from Vasil's careful administrations.

Watching from their perch, Brieve decided now was as good of a time as any to see if Max was still interested in some double-teaming. They had kept their dick out even after fucking Max, still not done using it on their lover. They took a glance at Ten, who seemed content to just watch, Alva not moving either. They stood up and sauntered over to the bed, Max's eyes turning from Vasil upon seeing the movement in the corner of their eyes. Vasil didn't seem to notice anything, even as Brieve climbed onto the bed, straddling Max's chest and putting their dick right in front of Max's muzzle. They looked down at their lover and smiled playfully. "You want a taste of mine?" They said, making it a point to poke Max's nose with their dick, spreading a little precum along it.

Brieve's earthy, subtly floral scent filled Max's nose, competing with Vasil for Max's attention. They wanted nothing more than to taste of their lover, so in answer to Brieve's question, they opened their mouth and played with the tip of Brieve's dick, grabbing that salty precum. They were going to move their head forward to take Brieve into their mouth, but before they could do that, Brieve moved their hips forward, Max only taking a beat before they were sitting back and simply guiding Brieve into their mouth with their tongue, shuddering as they could taste not only Brieve, but a little of themselves from the remnants of their earlier sex, making a complex melody of flavors and smells that assaulted Max's senses.

Brieve sighed happily as they sunk their dick into Max's mouth. It was everything they'd hoped it would be. They could feel Max's tongue working the underside of their dick, giving their dick a nice, soft surface to glide on. It didn't take them long before they were bracing their hands against the bed's headboard, bucking their hips into Max's mouth, lovingly, but somewhat forcefully, facefucking their lover. They could feel Max's hands reach up and grab their ass, fearlessly groping them. They supposed that was fair enough, since they were using Max. If they didn't know just how much Max enjoyed worshipping their body, they wouldn't have presumed Max would enjoy it. And there was definitely a time they would've had to work Max up to taking their whole dick. Now, though, Max took it like a champ, coaxing them onwards with their hands. They had no intention of letting up until they were making Max swallow every last drop of their cum, and they made that clear to Max with every press forward of their hips, earning muffled moans from Max.

From behind Brieve, Vasil couldn't keep themselves quiet as they worked Max's dick with their body. There was no doubt in Vasil's mind that Max was the largest of them all, but Ten definitely gave Max a run for their money. They could feel the tension in their body building quickly, despite their slower pace, the stimulation of it all rapidly pushing them to their own climax. They were dimly aware that Max had not climaxed yet, but that wasn't a problem. It would just mean they'd have to keep going--

Vasil was caught off guard by the suddenness of their climax, their passage squeezing Max's dick as they came. They didn't make any attempt to hold back their bright chirrup of pleasure, because their whole focus was on continuing to ride Max's dick through their climax, even though they wanted nothing more than to mate their hips to Max's, to give their passage something to cling onto, they refused to do so. Max had not climaxed, and they were there to give them pleasure, not to receive pleasure. At least the fresh wave of feminine honey made it easy to resist their body's attempts to hold onto Max's dick.

Max made little sighs of pleasure there buried under their bondmate's bodies. Above them they could hear Brieve's grunts of pleasure, just audible over the slick sounds their and Vasil's sexes colliding made. They made an effort to keep their lips tight around Brieve's dick, making different shapes with their tongue to try and better pleasure Brieve's dick, unable to do anything else with their tongue with Brieve in control, which was a bit of a shame. They would've loved to coil their tongue around Brieve's dick. They didn't mind, though. The domination factor of Brieve's choice was very good in its own way. They still got to taste Brieve's constant drip of precum as it ran down the back of their throat, which was nice in its own way. They heard a bright chirrup come from Vasil's direction, and despite being unable to see anything besides Brieve's crotch, Max had a pretty good idea what was happening, especially when they felt Vasil tighten around their dick, even as they barely paused for their climax. Max was almost thankful when Vasil's passaged relaxed a little, they weren't ready for a climax just yet. If it hadn't loosened its tight grip, Max was pretty sure they wouldn't have been able to hold off for long.

Brieve panted softly above Max, feeling that tension building. Max was not making it easy for them to keep themselves in check. Not that there was much reason to keep themselves in check, they knew Max would get some satisfaction to bringing them to climax quickly. So, they made no effort to hold themselves back, even grinding their vulva against Max's nose to further stoke the building climax. As they expected, it didn't take long for them to stand at the precipice of their climax. "Max, I can't hold back."

Max barely heard Brieve through the lusty fog on their mind, barely taking a breath in time before Brieve mated their hips to Max's muzzle, pushing their dick as far into Max's mouth as they could to deliver warm spurts of cum to the back of Max's throat, making a low chirrup of happiness, sounding almost like a purr. Max gulped down Brieve's cum, certain there would be too much for them to do anything else even if they didn't want to drink down Brieve's cum, which they were more than happy to drink down. It took a few moments before Brieve's cum slowed to a trickle, allowing Max to gasp in a breath as they pulled their dick out of Max's mouth. Now able to breathe again, they were more cognizant of the fact that Vasil had pushed them so close to their own climax, having subtly picked up the pace while Max was busy slurping down Brieve's cum, which still coated Max's mouth in its salty taste, underneath Brieve's more subtle and complex flavors.

Almost reluctantly, Brieve pulled their dick out of Max's mouth, letting Max breathe again. Max's breaths came out in pants that sounded like more than just being winded from holding their breath. They sat back, resting their still leaking dick on Max's chest, spending a moment reveling in the afterglow. A look down at Max confirmed their suspicions, given how heavily lidded Max's eyes were. "That was wonderful, Max." They cooed softly, cupping the side of Max's muzzle affectionately. Max's eyes drifted to theirs, and Max gave them a little smile, the little adorable one they made whenever they felt a little self-conscious from being good at anything sexual.

Max felt a little rush of happiness that Brieve had enjoyed themselves so much, and their gentle touch was always welcome, but they had other things on their mind, feeling their dick twitch in Vasil as they felt a surge of pleasure, bleating to themselves as they came in Vasil. They could feel Vasil settle down on their hips, grinding against them through their climax, making another bright chirrup a few moments later, their passage working to coax more cum from Max's dick. Max could only stare vacantly up at Brieve as they rode their climax.

Vasil could tell Max was close from the tension in their body, and they wanted to egg Max on to their climax. So, they settled themselves down on Max's hips and rode their dick in short thrusts that kept most of it safely ensconced in their passage. They panted to themselves from the fullness of it, only made more so by the first jet of warm cum filling their belly. They stopped thrusting when they felt that, grinding against Max to bring themselves to another climax, letting out another bright chirrup as they felt the warmth build in their body and begin to ooze out around Max's dick and onto Max's crotch. They paused for a moment, panting from the exertion, making eye contact with Ten, who nodded approvingly.

Alva shifted onto their side to look at Max, laughing at their vacant expression. "I think we broke Max."

"They'll be fine." Brieve said, smoothing Max's fur. "Give them some time to enjoy the moment."

Alva heard the subtle rebuke in that, so they closed their mouth. They watched Brieve gently stroke Max and saw more something more intimate than even bondship. It wasn't secret between them that Max was closest to Brieve out of everyone in the bond, and there was no harm in that. It was expected that each would have their favorites within a bond, even as love for the whole was required. It was almost touching enough to make them stop thinking about taking Brieve's place and getting Max to use their mouth on them. Almost. The wetness between their legs was too painful to ignore, and anything to do with mouths was almost irresistible to them. "You have one more round in you, Max?" They finally asked, after letting Brieve pet Max for several minutes. They ignored the sidelong glance from Brieve.

Max didn't move for a moment, trying to decide if they really had another round in them. Their dick was still hard, partially because Vasil hadn't moved and their body still occasionally worked Max's dick over, partially because they weren't wholly spent. "I think one more, then I need a bath." They felt sticky all over from their shenanigans that night.

"Very well." Brieve glanced at Alva, who locked eyes with Brieve. They knew what Alva was wanting, much as they were enjoying petting Max. They turned their attention back to Max. "I suppose I should give someone else a chance to make good use of you." They couldn't help but smirk when it had its desired effect, making Max flush a little. They gave Max one more loving stroke, then climbed off the bed, taking up a perch on a nearby lounge chair.

Ten watched Vasil slowly extract themselves off of Max's dick, both they and Max groaning in the process, thick strands of milky fluids streaming between their two bodies. Ten moved towards the bed, intending to be the next one to take Max's dick. It only seemed right, since they'd only gone once with Max so far, and they knew Alva would much prefer Max's mouth. Their eyes met Vasil's, and they gestured towards them in a 'May I?' sort of way. Vasil nodded, climbing off of Max onto the other side of the bed, away from Ten. Ten didn't hesitate to climb onto the bed and straddle Max's legs, Max's well-slicked dick pressing against their belly.

Alva didn't hesitate to take Brieve's place either, nor did they hesitate in putting their pubic mound less than an inch from Max's nose, filling Max's vision with their crotch and wiggling their hips in a tantalizing way, bracing themselves against the headboard. "C'mon, Max. You know you want it."

The smell of Alva's sex filled Max's nose, cinnamon and nutmeg notes delighting their senses, even overpowering the smell of sex that now permeated the room. They didn't need much encouragement to let their tongue out to gently play with Alva's plush vulva, which was a darker pink color, the feminine honey drooling out of it coating Max's tongue in its lightly spicy and sweet flavor. They made sure to give extra attention to the nub at the top of Alva's vulva, earning a pleased moan from Alva. Their attention was taken away from Alva, though, when they felt a hand grab their dick. Moments later, they felt something very warm and very tight wrap around their dick, and considering they saw Ten's crimson plumage flash as they climbed up on the bed to straddle their waist, they figured it was Ten's vagina, but they couldn't see around Alva to confirm. Either way, it felt amazing having their dick wrapped up in warmth again.

Ten took a deep breath, steeling themselves for what they were about to do. They'd never had quite the skill some did for taking dick, struggling to take Alva in their private moments, and Max was even bigger. Not vastly bigger, but still definitely bigger. It was a challenge they were happy to take on for Max, and they swore to themselves that they would take Max's entire length tonight even if it killed them. They raised their hips up, gripping Max's dick in one hand as they guided it towards their vulva, a thin strand of feminine honey leaking out of it and onto Max's dick. They felt the tip of Max's dick just start to spread them open, that tapered tip sliding easily past their vulva, and then they were in Ten. Ten's hips slid lower and lower down, Ten letting out a long, slow breath as they were both spread open wide and deep, stopping just past Max's medial ring, about two-thirds of the way down Max's dick because their body would let them go no lower. They shuddered, muttering a curse to themselves, still not understanding how Vasil had taken Max's entire length without breaking a sweat. They told themselves that they'd get there too, they'd just have to work up to it. So, they raised themselves up, closing their eyes as they felt those ridges pull at their passage, making a guttural groan as they did so. Once mostly free of Max's dick, they let themselves fall back down, trying to use their bodyweight with each thrust to try and get Max just a little deeper in them.

Max groaned softly to themselves as Ten worked Max's dick hard. Their relentless motions gave Max little reprieve, and if they hadn't already climaxed twice, it wouldn't have taken long at Ten's pace for them to reach climax, not with Ten's body clinging to their dick like that. Their thoughts were interrupted by Alva's muff gently pressing against their lips, reminding them that they had a lovely cunt to explore with their mouth. Acting almost on instinct, they started mouthing on Alva's vulva, their lips playing with Alva's, but it didn't take long before they found themselves wanting more, their tongue slipping out to probe at Alva's vulva, gently slipping its way inside, not hesitating to push its way in further as those complex tastes hit Max's taste buds. They could even taste hints of themselves from their sex earlier, which was always delightfully strange.

Alva felt Max stop tonguing them, Alva suppressing a huff of frustration that they'd stopped. They waited a few moments, feeling the bed start to bounce from Ten bobbing up and down and figuring Max was simply distracted by Ten's heavenly body. They knew full well just how distracting it could be, so they could give Max a pass on neglecting the cunt right in front of them. At least, for a few moments, anyways. So, when Max didn't resume their task, they took it upon themselves to remind Max of what they were supposed to be doing by making sure their cunt was pressed to Max's lips. They were instantly rewarded with what felt like Max making out with their vulva, which was wonderful in its own way. But they made an involuntary trill of happiness when Max finally did what they'd been waiting for, pushing that huge tongue past their vulva and into their vagina, the soft appendage slipping as deep into their body as it could go without a moment's hesitation, the tip of their tongue playing with Alva's cervix. It felt so good to have something that could move in ways a dick could not pushing so deep into them, its soft shape conforming to their passage and simply making them feel stuffed full without any real pressure points. Then, of course, Max started fucking them with it, and they had to hold themselves up by the headboard, lest their legs give out on them.

Ten growled softly to themselves as they continued to ride Max's dick, willing themselves to relax as they could feel the tension in their body was starting to hamper their current goal. They were enjoying the sex, but it was always a bit overwhelming to take Max, they had a more relaxing time when Max took them. It didn't help that they felt the need to make tonight special for Max too, and they didn't tolerate failure for themselves. They were slowly succeeding though, they could now feel Max pressing against their cervix, having slipped just a little farther down, but they could feel that they still weren't all the way down, with maybe an inch or so of Max's dick still exposed. They would take that last inch.

Max's tongue was working with its own mind, with Max barely paying any attention to it. They were too busy indulging in the waves of pleasure that washed over them, from Ten working their dick over in that matter-of-fact way they had with everything in Ten's life to the primal pleasure of having their senses assaulted by the "female" Alva was playing, further bringing out the "male" side of Max. As one last piece of sensory overload, their hands had found their way to Alva's ass, gently kneading those soft cheeks and encouraging Alva to not pull away, though no such encouragement was needed from the way Alva pressed their vulva to Max's lips. They couldn't help but squirm under the two of them as they felt that pleasure building towards a climax. They let out a bleat of surprise when they felt Ten grinding their dick against their cervix, only for Max's dick to slip past a second later, wrapping their entire dick in Ten's tight passage, which only grew tighter and drove them to climax, their low bleating of pleasure muffled by Alva's body.

Ten could feel their passage slowly giving way, and from the way Max was no longer sitting still, they were going to climax soon. They felt they could still do it, since they could feel that inner barrier was slowly loosening, Max's tapered tip slowly working past it. With a deep breath, they steeled themselves for one last push, and were caught off guard by how quickly that last inch slipped into them, steeling their breath away as their body was rocked by climax, unable to move as they rode the wave of pure pleasure that made them see stars, their body futilely gripping onto Max's dick as warm pressure built in their body from Max's thick cum. When they were finally able to breathe, it came out in rough pants, their eyes staring off into space as they came back down to earth, their passage still periodically squeezing Max's dick.

Alva had grown impatient for a climax, so they risked letting one hand let go of the headboard in order to reach for their clitoris. Though it was small, they had no trouble finding it, roughly fingering it to send themselves crashing into a climax with a bright trill, even as Max's tongue continued to relentlessly fuck them, despite their passageway fighting back, and Max was apparently fine with letting Alva's fresh wave of feminine honey run down their chin. Alva didn't think about any of this though, their finger ruthlessly prolonging their climax. They barely noticed when Max's tongue went slack, Max's bleats completely unheard over their own trilling. Only when they started coming down did they notice that Max had stopped, feeling a small flush of disappointment that it was over already. They couldn't complain, though, Max had given them a good fucking, and there was always tomorrow to get another one. They pulled themselves back a little, Max's tongue sliding out of their vulva and allowing Max to openly pant. They looked down at Max and knew from their heavily lidded eyes that Max was well and thoroughly spent. "Ok, now I think we broke Max, Ten." They looked behind themselves to grin at Ten, and were immediately struck by the fact that Ten's hips were sitting flush with Max's, their eyes widening a little at the sight. No wonder Max was so gobsmacked.

"Good. I'm glad...they enjoyed...themselves." Ten managed in between gasps for air. They could feel warmth dribbling out from around Max's dick as they sat there, almost not daring to believe what they'd been able to do.

"That felt...so good." Max muttered to themselves. "All of it."

Brieve smiled to themselves. "Alright, that's probably enough for tonight. I'm sure Max is ready for a bath and a soft, clean bed." The bed they'd been using would definitely not be suitable for sleeping on now, they thought wryly.

Max simply nodded as Alva climbed off of Max, standing up beside the bed to stretch luxuriously. Ten slowly extracted themselves off of Max, their now totally spent dick already retreating back into its sheath as Ten's slightly gaping cunt leaked cum and feminine honey. Ten took a seat on the side of the bed, taking a few long, deep breaths in an attempt to bring themselves back to the physical world.

Max lay there for several moments, basking in the afterglow of having so much sex in one evening. But reality started to seep in, and the fact that they were so sticky from the escapades that evening was starting to bother them a little. Wanting to bathe and then maybe have some cuddles after they'd dried off, they got up slowly, letting Brieve help them to their feet, feeling three different people's cum running down the inside of their leg. They were happy to let Brieve wrap a thin blanket around them for at least a little modesty, even if the others weren't bothered in the slightest by their nudity. Feeling now like they could leave the room, Max headed towards the baths, surrounded by the people they cared most about.