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Exploring Relationships

Part two of two

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Dalarius Frin

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Oliver's head whipped around, ears standing to attention. He'd thought that he'd heard something in the heat of the moment, coming from the wardrobe, but the problem there was that he hadn't wanted to pause to work out if he had heard something or not, too wrapped up in taking the horse's cock to care too. Yet all became clear as a certain pair of deer, though one was a hybrid, half unicorn or Addax, depending on how she wanted to put it, tumbled out of the wardrobe.

"Oof!"

Solus landed heavily, the doe sprawling as she tried to look up sheepishly, though her head was spinning too much to really look up, her fur coat a typical brown with a creamy underside. The weight of her head was lighter those days, after her antlers had been removed in the process, but she was grateful not to have them knocking into things anymore, enjoying the smooth fur of her head over the spots where they had resided before. For Solus, they had never been right, not for her.

With Aelune, she had felt more confident exploring some things, though sometimes it was a little awkward that she was so deeply submissive. She was still coming into herself and, while she was learning at a rapid pace, especially now that Aelune, through Amethyst and a couple of the other mares, had invited her to the equine house parties, there was still a lot more to come for her. Thankfully for Solus, there was more than enough time left for her in life to learn just how she was going to move forward and take the lead in her own life.

"Hey, boys..."

Aelune, however, didn't have that moment of hesitation that made her thoughts waver, standing tall with a hand on her hip that rested there perfectly, settled just above the curve of it. Her markings were more like that of a Sika deer than a unicorn, but she did have the small horn in the centre of her forehead, pale brown hair spilling around it. Her body was bare, but she didn't mind at all as she cast her eyes over the donkey and the stallion, who they had been watching in the act.

"I didn't think you'd mind a bit of company..." She teased, turning side on to show the brown patterning of her markings down her arms, from her shoulders, and her sides, how the curve of her thighs became more pronounced with a little arch and push of her back. "But we wanted to watch too... And Solus here has been getting so lonely at the party!"

Solus yelped, even as Aelune dragged her up, the slim, pretty deer blushing furiously.

"Aelune," she hissed, even though her lips naturally wanted to curve into a smile. "You can't say that to them! What are they going to say about that?"

"Oh... Maybe just that we can help you out a bit, when we're hard again," Dal answered back, Oliver blushed and tucking his head down against Dal's chest. "But if you want to warm up first..."

He left the offer hanging in the air, but that was not something at all that Aelune was going to pass up as she headed straight for Oliver on the bed. Oliver smirked and met her in a kiss, drops of his own cum clinging to his muzzle as Aelune, with a slender yet longer tongue designed to strip leaves from spikier branches and vegetation, kissed him deeply. She

"Maybe you shouldn't have been watching," Oliver grunted, though the donkey was too caught up in the moment to feel out of place as she helped guide him down onto his back, sliding up over his body as she straddled him. "Maybe we should tease you, not let you see what, exactly, you're missing out on here..."

"Oh, you boys wouldn't do that," she said with a smirk and a very promising bat of her eyelashes. "After all, we brought a bag with plenty of the good toys right along with us and I'm sure that's something that you would be _very_interested in."

Cheeky and forward, Aelune sat up, running a finger up her face, over her horn, letting the tingling sensation from touching that overly sensitive part of her body. Even though the horn was bone, any sensation from it spread down into her body, as if an even more intimate part of her was being stimulated. Oliver rumbled softly, ears perked, though she was quick enough to lap down his neck and chest, cleaning up the mess of cum with her tongue that had smeared onto the donkey's chest when Oliver had lain down against Dal.

As Aelune settled higher up, over the donkey's face, however, Dal was busy with Solus. Although she was not a deer to be especially gentle with, for they had been together once before at the parties, he was struck by the want to cover her with his body, to protect her - even in the throbbing, pulsing lustful heat of the moment. And yet arousal coursed through, even then, as Solus' eyes locked onto the horse's cock, licking her lips as they broke into a less than tentative smile.

"Nice seeing you again," she said, her voice starting soft and swiftly growing. "I wanted to tell you guys that we were in there, but Aelune... And, well, you did kinda put on a good show."

Her lips quirked in a cheekier grin than before, finding a little more confidence as her arm lowered from where it had been covering her chest, revealing the pink of her nipples and the lighter cream-white fur of her chest. Solus spread her legs as Dal knelt between her thighs, the stallion readily dropping to his knees before her, the two anthros coming together in exactly the right way, pretty much as if they had rehearsed everything beforehand.

But, even then, it was just that some things came together in sex just as they were meant to. Sometimes, there was no awkwardness or clumsiness, even between partners that were, perhaps, not as familiar with one another as others, Dal's tongue teasing her folds in a long, slow swipe.

"Ohhhhh..."

Solus squirmed on the spot, not needing any words and being glad for that. She rocked her hips from one side to the other, shifting her weight on cloven hooves, though the strength of the stallion's fingers curling around her thighs made her feel more rooted where she was than anything else. Solus couldn't even feel bad that her legs were shaky, not as she leaned heavily against him, letting the moment sweep her away.

That was one of the best things about that kind of parties, she thought to herself, just how she could get caught up in the moment just like that, whimpering and moaning, letting lust guide her. Her hips rolled forward, rocking against him, and she moaned aloud, not caring that her friend was there and even another anthro that she didn't know.

Oh, but she wanted to know more, to see more of him, the big, masculine donkey that she so very dearly hoped that Dalarius would introduce her to. However, the horse's thick tongue dragged over her pussy, sweeping over her clit, pulling against the flesh of it again and again until Solus could not help but bleat.

Dal tried to sneak a glance back at Oliver, but the donkey seemed to have his attention well and truly taken up by Aelune sitting on his muzzle. But that was okay as he slurped into the deer's pussy and ran his tongue further back still, teasing over Solus' tail hole as the deer bucked and dropped against him.

"Oh! Oh, that... That's..."

But Solus couldn't even get all the words out that she wanted to, rocking against him as Dal supported her. She was ready and Dal's cock was already throbbing back to full hardness with the sweet taste of a femfur on his lips and tongue, slipping teasingly down his throat.

Oliver grunted, his cock throbbing as Aelune leaned back, jacking him off to get him hard again, though the donkey did not need much help with that. Like Dal, he was bisexual - and he was fortunate enough that the ladies wanted his attention too, though he didn't know enough about the two of them to know yet if they liked other ladies too. Maybe that was a little something that could play into pillow talk later?

"Yes... Unff... Ohhhh!"

Aelune was not shy at all about her passion as she rode his muzzle, more than ready to go after he had put on such a good show for her. Of course, she had brought the toys along to the party with her (after all, she had promised a friend), but she'd only use them with the guys if they were into them too, though she knew well enough by that point which ways Dal swung. Always up for something new, though she would be best placed to get the donkey in on some fun too, if she could.

His cock throbbed in her hand and, even though she knew that she definitely didn't have any condoms in his size, she didn't mind the risk of taking him bareback. Not even as Olive surged up from under her with a low grunt, a smirk on his lips and his hands on her hips. The donkey rolled her down onto her back on the bed and she bleated, obligingly raising her legs for him, spreading them wide and pressing her knees back as far to her chest as she could. She needed the donkey's help, of course, to get her legs back even further than that, though it was appreciated when he pushed over her, easing her legs back to grind the plump head of his cock against her pussy.

She rolled her hips up the little that she could in that position to meet him, but it was Oliver who took charge, grinning as he pushed into Aelune, though it was all in good fun and payback for spying on them for so long. Later, he would have to ask just why they had spent so long in there watching when they could have joined in, though there was a part of him that was glad too that they had not interrupted his time with Dal. Even then, it was important to him, the simple, lustful pleasures of the body.

Her moan filled the room as he pushed into her tight pussy, spearing deep, though she accepted him readily. The donkey was the first cock that she'd had that night, but Aelune took every inch that he had to give her like a pro, his thicker girth stretching her out while his cock bottomed out inside her. Damn, equines, even donkeys too, were always packing! Yet her head swam with pleasure as electric sparks of lust shot through her, need flaring up thick and fast. His tongue would never have been enough for her, though she could have climaxed several times over on his tongue before even taking his cock too. All to experience everything that the donkey had to offer, of course...

Dal grunted softly into the deer's pussy, ears flicking, catching the sounds of their lust. It was Oliver's groans that brought him back to full hardness, the head of his cock fat and drooling, pre-cum forming a thick rope that marked the carpet between his knees. Yet he knew, when he looked up and met her eyes, that Solus was ready too.

It did not take much to bend her over so that her hands were flat on the bed, the smaller deer huffing and grinding back against him. She bleated, a smile tugging salaciously at her lips, but obligingly spread her legs for him, allowing the horse to get an even better view of her dripping pussy. He had not brought her off yet, though that raw need coursed and pulsed through her, a driving beat that had her humping and grinding back, rocking her hips to a rhythm that Dal dictated, at that time.

"Please..." Solus whined, though the deer was not really begging. "Fill me... We were watching in there for ages!"

Although Dal was sure that Aelune had had more than a hand in getting the deer all riled up, he didn't want to keep her waiting any longer either as he presented the fat head of his cock to her bare pussy. The pink of her lips showed through where the fur stopped growing and he paused there for only a moment, letting her feel the fleshy pulse of his cock tip against her folds, how the dribbles of pre-cum flowing forth grew stronger with every passing moment. Solus whined and arched back, fingers grasping at the well-used bedsheets, but Dal quieted her with a slow roll of his hips that had his length spearing inside.

That, however, did not strip sound from her lips as she shook and bleated, frozen deliciously in place as he penetrated her, stretching her out the most that she had been that night so far. She'd been watching and messing around mostly, trying to see how many cum shots she could get on her face at once, all while Aelune egged her on, but, really, Solus didn't need all that much encouragement. It was only with Aelune that the doubt was stripped away, that awkward in-between moment of not being quite sure what to do. And it was easy to get swept up at the parties too, her shoulders rounding as she quivered in place, letting out a long, low moan that spoke untold tales of the desire all bundled up within her.

Her stomach grew tight, yet she panted, rocking back on the horse with raw glee, taking all that she could from the moment, even though she was more than happy to be at the whim of a guy as big as Dal. The horse had to have been using the university facilities to work out more than ever, rippling with muscle, though there was still a bit of softness around the lower part of his stomach that hid a little of the muscle there. It was not much, but it was enough for her to enjoy grinding back against him even more, the horse's fingers sliding around the soft base of her tail.

Dal groaned, better able to share a smirk with Oliver, enjoying the experience too of sharing his partner with someone. Of course, considering the kind of parties that they enjoyed going to, sharing Oliver with others was fine by him, though he preferred to get the first cum shot in, even though he wasn't totally sure why that was. Some things didn't matter, but other things did, like licking his lips through a head groan as the doe's hot, velvety pussy squeezed around him. She had to be doing that deliberately, though he didn't mind at all, not as she massaged his cock, rippling along the length erratically so that he didn't quite know where the next pulse of pleasure was going to come from.

He was hardly gentle with her - it was hard to be when she was rocking back with such need onto him, crying out for more. So, Dalarius gave Solus every thrust she desired, fingers firmly curling around her hip to hold her in place for him as he took every thrust and grind from her, ramming every inch of his cock in deep. He bottomed out inside her and yet still managed to find a little extra space inside her pussy to seal away the last centimetres of his cock, the deer's bleats of orgasm filling the room.

"Come on..." Aelune teased breathlessly, even as the thicker hair around the donkey's crotch brushed over her clit, exposed from its soft hood, with every thrust. "You know you can do better than that - she even got off before me! Eeee!"

Aelune squealed, though she was more than happy to be treated like that, head swimming deliriously, all as Oliver pinned her own with his thicker, more muscular body. She was not lithe but deviously curvy, even though submitting to a big, strong guy like that was a delight that she revelled in. To have that power stripped from her in a thrust and put, quite securely, in the hands of another who she had to trust to look after her... It brought up throbs of lust within her, swimming through her body, like nothing else ever did.

She, after all, didn't have to be in the lead all the time, even though she had to admit too that she liked switching back and forth, whenever the mood hit her. Maybe Oliver would be up for that too? She smirked, hiding her lust behind it, the donkey grunted as he powered into her, the slap of his hips on her buttocks rising, though it was not enough to cover the moans and bleats in the room. It was a strap-on, after all, not just any toy... But guys could be funny about things like that!

Not too often those at the parties, however, as she took every inch of his cock, helping some that she was a hybrid and part unicorn. It let her relish in the tingling wave of pleasure as it carried her up and up and up in orgasm, rolling through her as if the rising tide was about to pull her right down into the depths of the ocean. Yet there was nothing that Aelune had to worry about as she climaxed on his cock, even wetter and slicker around Oliver than before as he muttered out a curse.

Oliver slowed, not wanting to get that close to orgasm yet, eyes landing on Dal and watching how he powered into the deer, Solus' head tipped down, brown hair falling forward. It was not all that long, though looked like she was growing it out, but it shook with the weight of her whole body with every thrust of the stallion into her, spreading her out more and more. She groaned, clearly trying to contain it, but the donkey was suddenly struck by the notion of something else.

He wanted her. He wanted to be the next one to make her orgasm.

"Hey."

Dal looked up as Oliver snickered, his tail swinging back and forth, still buried balls deep inside Aelune, who was still panting heavily.

"Mmm?" Dal answered, less than eloquently.

Oliver's smirk deepened, but so did the blush across his cheeks.

"Switch with me... If Solly is up for that."

Solus blushed furiously, though nodded quickly, too quickly, her eagerness to try more rippling through. Yet the deer did not have anything to worry about there, for no one was going to make fun of her, no, not at all. That just wasn't something that was at all going to enter any realm of possibility for her, not as she grunted while the thick length of stallion dick slid from her pussy. In the absence of it, she felt empty, too empty, wiggling her hips back and forth as if that would entice someone back into her straight away. But it was not the case as she was shuffled around so that she was sitting on the bed and Oliver standing before her.

"How do you feel about trying something new, Solus?"

She missed the cute little nickname instantly, but didn't want to bring it to Oliver's attention yet - not when her eyes were hungrily fixed on his meaty length. He was hard and drooling still, cock slick with Aelune's juices, and it was all that she could do, even then, not to throw herself down on the ground and worship it. But perhaps that was a little something that she could do later, her pussy stretched and gaping and yearning for more.

"Mmm, yeah, sure," she murmured, affecting her best sultry tone, which, thankfully, came a lot more naturally to her than it had before. "What did you have in mind?"

Oliver showed her, rather than telling her, helping Solus to get her legs up over his shoulders, so that she was hanging there before him. She dimly remembered seeing something about that position in a sex book before, though had never had the chance to try it herself. The position forced her to scoot right to the edge of the bed as her pussy was opened up by a different length of meat, sinking up into her, stretching her open in just the right way. She leaned back heavily on her hands, arms aching, but any manner of ache there was easily overcome by the rippling throbs of lust coursing through her.

With her legs over his shoulders, she was at his mercy, the donkey's large hands under her buttocks, so big that they felt as if they covered her entire butt. Solus bleated nervously as he pumped her full, rocking her back and forth on his cock, though Oliver was forced to squat a little to make the position work. Yet they were determined still as she used the leverage of her hands to push forward against him, letting out a breathy moan as his fat girth sank just that little bit deeper.

Dalarius had been with Aelune many times before, though he still had to be quick to get what he wanted from her. She was a tease and he knew how to best deal with her, even as he took his chance to drag her into his lap on the bed, smirking all the while.

"Thought you wanted a pony ride?" He teased, fingers pressing up into her pussy as he tipped her forward a little, facing him but her pussy not quite in the right position to sink onto his cock. "You're getting exactly what you want!"

"What are you... Ohhhh!"

Aelune shuddered and stilled, quivering as he pressed his cock up into her backside instead of her pussy, though she only took a moment to relax around him. She had been expecting that kind of play that night, but not so quickly. It was the first cock that she had taken up her arse that night, stretching her tail hole wide, though she was, at least, in control of how deep and how quickly he penetrated her at that time. He moaned and she splayed out her hand on his chest, even as Dal fingered her pussy, curling his fingers up inside her against her G-spot.

Her eyes slid to Solus, the deer appearing to be well enough in seventh heaven as the studly donkey filled her, male musk washing around him. It was not something that she tended to focus on all that much, yet the moment was right for it as she whined and let her head tilt back, sliding down as far as she could on Dal's cock. The strain was too much for her however and her hips bucked and juddered forward as if to escape from something, giving her pause as a big gasp broke her lips.

"Unff... Oh, fuck!"

"You don't have to take it that quickly!"

Dal snorted and shook his head, though the horse was hardly in control of things, not when Aelune was that keen to take her anal pleasure into her own hands. She rode him with devious intent, feeling him push deeper and then rising again, though her thighs trembled with the strain it put on her muscles to keep repeating the motion, over and over again. He panted, cock throbbing within her, though he wasn't all that sure for how long he could hold off then, even with how many times he had gotten off already. He'd been surprised with himself in that regard, Oliver pushing him to test his stamina more and more, but further pleasures resided just out of reach, waiting for him to grasp them, time after time again.

The Sika deer with her unicorn horn ground onto him, sinking so that his sheath pushed back with the depth of his cock inside her, so much more than outward appearances and yet they were all reduced to carnal desire in a moment like that. Pants and groans wound together as Oliver fucked Solus in the pendulum position, the deer twisting her head back as need pulsed through. Orgasm gripped her and Oliver smirked as he drove in more roughly, forcing a little more strain into her shoulders and triceps, but the doe did not even realise as her pussy pulsed around his cock. She just needed it too much, letting climax sweep her away, though she was fortunate indeed that his strong hands were still under her, gripping her backside. In that way, the donkey still held her in place, tucking her head in against his chest so that she had something to lean on, her arousal dripping down around his cock to the bed.

Aelune groaned, Dal's fingers playing with her clit, teasing her, letting her know that there was more to just riding him than that. He needed more, but she could give him more too, fingers wet with her juices as he pressed them back against the back wall of her pussy, against the barrier between her tail hole and her cunny. His thumb pressed into her clit, rubbing and circling, but there was still more to come, heady breaths mingling in the air as Oliver, beside them, allowing the deer to come down slowly from her high.

Dal licked his lips, nickering softly, but his chest still heaved for every breath, rocking up lightly into Aelune, spearing deep. His hooves bore down into the bed to pump up into her backside as she rode him, giving her the ride that she had wanted all along. Her breath caught and hitched in her chest, lips moving soundlessly, and a rush of euphoria rippled through her, need coursing, though only the stallion under her could settle it for her. His flare pulsed and pumped up, thick and full, within her backside, though he was not going to cum that quickly.

He hoped that she was ready for that, settling in for a bucking, grinding ride that had her whining as he brought her closer and closer to climax, using the slick arousal from her pussy to massage around and over her clit. The lubrication helped his fingers move more easily, though Aelune's rocking hips were his true guide as her hair clung to the dampness of sweat at the nape of her neck.

Solus and Oliver, however, were far from idle as the deer came down from her high.

"Mmm... Why don't I finish you off?" Solus offered cheekily, though Oliver didn't get to see the flirty flick of her tail in that position. "You can cum on my breasts..."

The heat in her cheeks spread to her ears, though Oliver was keen to help her down. The deer swallowed a bleat as her pussy was left woefully empty of his cock, slipping back on the bed with her legs hanging off it, easily allowing the donkey to move over her. His cock slid against her chest as she moaned and rubbed her hands up on either side of it, squeezing lightly, though the pump and throb of his cock was more than enough for her.

It was just all so much to take in, panting heavily, pressing her breasts together around his cock, allowing him to indulge a little in the softness of her body, the light silk of her fur. Solus spent a fair amount of time ensuring her fur was in good condition, even down to the light cream spots on her rump that stretched up her back too, markings that she was proud of. They were unique to her and she trembled in the sweet afterglow of orgasm as she rocked up to him, her breasts caressing his cock as he thrust between them.

If she had not gotten off just then, she would have been longing for more, though even the deer needed a moment to recover herself, panting, whimpering, kissing and licking reverently at the head of his cock every time it protruded between her breasts. She moaned for him, though didn't quite move to suck the thick flare of his growing member into her mouth, her heart pounding, leaping and jumping in her chest as if something that she had never paid due attention to was about to break free.

Maybe she would work out a little more what it was all about at another of the equine house parties. Not everything had to be understood in the deep of the night, her heart surging, all while the donkey's cock pulsed, drooling thick spurts of creamy pre-cum to mark her breasts. Yet there was more to come still as he groped her breasts instead of her hands, squeezing and rubbing them more firmly around his cock as his fingers tweaked her nipples.

The donkey's lips wobbled as he let out a bray that could not have been held back even if he'd tried, losing control and spending his load over her chest. Throb after throb spilt over her breasts and, dimly, Oliver was aware of Aelune crying out too as she enjoyed her own orgasm, taking her pleasure with a horse's fingers filling her pussy and his cock driven all the way up into her arse. He rolled his head from left to right with a short, jerky motion, needing it even more, the plump flare of his cock shockingly engorged, much larger than the actual girth of his cock, though even the medial ring, at the point of orgasm, seemed plumped up and virile.

The deer massaged him through climax, but Oliver was too sensitive too quickly, shuddering away but he was by no means shy about helping "Solly" clean up her tits. It would have been too easy to head to the bathroom and use the shower or something and that might have meant that they lost the use of the bedroom. When all four of them were together, most certainly getting to enjoy one another more intimately than ever before at those parties, they didn't quite want to give up their surprisingly private space. So it was that he used his fleshy, thick tongue to lap over her breasts and nipples, cleaning up his cum and sharing it with Dal in a deep kiss, feeding his partner the seed that he had spent.

Dal groaned into the kiss, cock throbbing, head spinning as Aelune's pussy pulled at his cock, tightening to such a point that he couldn't think about anything else. He still needed it, all so badly, powering up into her as orgasm heaved through him. It was not a gentle orgasm at all, but a rough, driving one, the kind of climax that snatched him up and took him to exactly where it needed to go, skin shuddering with passion, his mane clinging to his neck where he had grown sweatier than expected.

"Oh..." Dal groaned as he broke the kiss, eyes half-lidded, not feeling, even then, as if he had enough energy to open his eyes fully. "Oh, fuuuck!"

Oliver smirked, but the horse had his own partner to take care of, even if they would swap off again soon.

Aelune and Dalarius took a moment, the horse grunting as he powered up into her, spending his seed too. His head swam and, in a way, he was not present in the moment, feeling as if he was drifting somewhere in his reality, understanding what was happening yet forced to feel every tingling ache of pleasure, how it clawed deep into him. He sprawled out as the deer recovered a little more quickly than him, Oliver and Solus kissing slowly, experimenting with something a little more as her breasts and nipples rubbed up against his strong chest.

"I have something here that you'll like, Dal..." She teased, showing him her tail as she bent over, sliding some straps up her leg, something weighty already hitched up in place on it. "But I don't think you'll be ready to go again quite yet, hm?"

The horse snorted, though, to be fair, he did need a moment for his softened cock to recover, for he could not do much more than that. He watched Aelune lazily, Oliver sliding in and around Solus again, though Dal could only be impressed at just how quickly the donkey had gotten hard and ready again. How could he do that much? Maybe it was just the atmosphere of the room, the rippling sense of headiness that they rode, kind of like a wave, but not one that was borne of water.

It was more than that, something that only hot, sweaty bodies in the throes of passion could enjoy in that way, moaning and whimpering, cries tangling together in raw, breeding delight. When Aelune turned, Solus being fucked by Oliver on her side on the bed, Dal's eyes widened, his attention perked all over again. There were some things, however, that would catch his attention repeatedly, even though he had thought that, maybe, he was tapped out for the night before that.

Aelune grinned, lubing up the strap-on with one hand, as if it was all the sort of thing that she did every day. Dal pulled out of Solus' pussy with a grunt, his cock softening, though it did not look at all like he was going to get the chance to recover at all before he was taken for another round.

"This was the kind of pony ride I was talking about, stud," she teased, running a wet finger up the fake length, shaped like a thick horse cock, the head already engorged. "But you don't need to be gotten ready, hm, do you?"

Dal would have done anything for that cock, his skin trembling in that equine fashion at the mere thought of being filled again. It had only been a little while, of course, since Oliver had fucked him, but with all that had gone on with the ladies since, well...it felt like it had been forever. Time in the equine party houses often felt weird like that, though there was only so much that could be done in there, for dawn and the next day had to come sooner or later. He groaned and nodded, letting her sit him back on the bed, his eyes fixed on that cock.

And Oliver was right there, his cock buried in Solus' pussy all over again as he bred her bareback, driving in with long, slow, overpowering thrusts as she rocked back against him, on her side with his chest to her back. He was going to see everything, even as Aelune pressed the head of the slick and ready dildo to his tail hole, his legs bent back a bit so that his backside was exposed, the main target.

"Don't go gentle then," Dal snorted with a smirk that was more confident than he felt. "If you think you can ride me harder than I ride you..."

Aelune was not to be outdone, of course, sliding the toy into him as if it was real and attached to her, pushing deep, grinding into him as Dal's breath caught and his soft cock throbbed with a pulse of pleasure. That was more like it, his backside stretching around it easily, for he was more than ready to take her, loose and relaxed after Oliver fucking him before. She drove deep, not caring to go slowly, though they were not really trying to outdo one another as they moaned, a vibrator on the inside of the strap-on trembling against her clit and pussy.

Every roll of her hips pushed Dal's hips a bit further back, Aelune holding onto his legs and bending them closer to his chest with every thrust, though his back rounded, pushing his buttocks higher too. It was the angle of the strap-on cock pushing into his backside that did it, but the angle only served to shove his half-hard, bouncing dick closer to his face.

Closer still... As Oliver rolled his hips, driving into Solus deeply as the doe reached back to cling to his arm, close to another climax, he pushed Dal's head down, playfully forcing him to nuzzle the head of his own cock. If there was something to get blood pumping back to all the right parts of his body that was most certainly it as his dick throbbed, aching deeply. Dal groaned, eyes half-lidded, not sure where to pay his attention as his backside squeezed deliciously around the faux cock pumping into him.

Yet he needed so much more, letting Oliver guide his head and lap tenaciously over the head of his cock, revelling in the sensation, the odd mixture in the taste of his cum and the mixed juices of the ladies clinging to him. There was even a bit of the donkey's musk in there too and he groaned deep in the back of his throat, needing more, losing himself in a moment that, truthfully, he didn't want to come back from.

He didn't have to, not even as Oliver watched him, fingers twisted into his mane to push him down further, though the donkey didn't have to. Dal was already willing enough to do what his partner wanted of him as Solus panted and whimpered, Oliver's cock hitting just the right spot inside her. He had to divide his attention more evenly, but, when all of them were fucking together, it was a little more difficult than that, though it was a difficulty that, frankly, he was more than happy to lean into.

All for the heated sweetness of a pussy tightening around his cock, how the lewd, wet slop of his cock disappearing into Solus' pussy seemed to fill his senses. He grunted, powering in deeper, lifting the deer's leg so that he could grind in harder, her gasp and the rush of additional wetness showing that she was pretty much squirting on his cock. He wanted to see if she really was, but, well, there was only so much that Oliver could do, even in a moment like that.

Between them all...Oliver's attention could not help but lock onto Dal, how his partner submitted to sucking his own cock, lapping at the flare, easing into it. Their time there, after all, was all about exploring the nuances of their relationship and, while Oliver had not had such fun with femfurs for quite some time, it seemed that the two deer, one a unicorn hybrid, it had seemed to awaken further passions inside him. Maybe those passions would change, from time to time, being bi, but that was all fine and good between him and Dal.

He could only say that he loved how the stallion looked as he submitted too, his tail hole filled with a strap-on cock and his cock hardening within his mouth as he sucked on it. Dal loved giving blowjobs and, on occasion, had spent so many hours sucking Oliver's cock that he had very nearly been late on an assignment at university, but, in the end, they still had said it had been worth it. He groaned, licking his lips, Solus tucked in against him, though the deer too had things in mind.

She squirmed down, off his cock, though her own hand went between her legs to finger herself, wanting to stay ready, though she needed a bit of a break. She forced herself to part her lips wide, wanting to prove herself, taking Oliver's cock down her throat. Gulping around him, she moaned, letting the subtle vibrations from her lips travel into his shaft, invigorated by the throaty grunt he gave, the light rock of his hips. He didn't have to do much to take all that he wanted, sometimes the lightest of motions and sensations the best of all.

Like the light pulsing of his flare in her throat, eyes watery as she gulped harder around him.

The trace of her fingers along his length, bringing a cool shiver down his spine.

How every thrust of his hips set his balls trembling as if even they couldn't contain themselves.

The donkey groaned, lusting for the moment, his fingers winding into Solus' hair as he murmured her name, relaxing as the little doe leaned further into his touch. Yet even she had one eye on Dalarius taking Aelune's strap-on cock, teasing out another note of experimentation that, perhaps too, Solus could take for her own. Even in submission, there was room for experimentation where one was willing to take the initiative, after all.

Dal grunted around his cock, the length hard within his mouth, tongue teasing around the head, swirling back and forth. It was good, but he couldn't quite deepthroat his own cock, even as he sucked his shaft, tongue diving in against the slit at the tip in a long, slow lap that had him grunting in pleasure. Yet there was more still to come as he moaned and Aelune powered into him, panting and swallowing her own more unicorn-like nickers as her bleats shifted in pitch. The vibrator buzzed against her clit, clearly on a higher setting than before, and she cried out with her hips thrust ardently forward, spearing the full length of the dildo into Dal's tail hole.

He groaned, but had to take more, for Oliver was right there forcing his head down, sucking on his own shaft as if it was Oliver's, though the donkey's was thicker than his. Dal grunted, trying to press back into the donkey's hand, though he was more than okay with the way things were going, how the smouldering coil of lust within his core was building and building. He just wanted to know more, to see more, to feel more. And that was, by no means, any bad thing with Oliver there to press him into more experimentation, seeking out just where their relationship and lust were fit to go.

Anywhere they pleased, was the answer to that as Aelune thrust harder, fucking his tail hole through her orgasm, though she could not pump him like that forever, sweating harder, the heat of the room, four lustful bodies, getting to her. Solus broke from Oliver's cock with a devious grin, lapping a stream of pre-cum from her lips, though the donkey's throbbing cock still very much begged attention.

"I think your boyfriend needs you," she teased lightly, letting his thick cock flop over her muzzle, eyes half-lidded coyly. "Why don't you finish putting on a show for us?"

Oliver was keen to, even as Aelune pulled out of him, leaving his tail hole glistening faintly, thankfully, in edible lube that was not actually bad to taste. It was sweet, like apples, and Oliver rolled his eyes as he dove in for his treat, shoving Dal's legs up and back out of the way, in the same position that he had been fucked in by Aelune, tongue lavishing attention on the thick bud of Dal's tail hole.

Dal squirmed, moaning, rolling his hips up, though he couldn't do much at all in his current position, not even as he lazily watched Aelune and Solus get out a couple of toys, clearly wanting a little more low-key time, whether together or with each other. But partners at the parties could split or come together just as they pleased, cries tangling together and slipping away, just as everyone pleased.

But Dal didn't capture their moment as the donkey rimmed him, his tongue dipping inside the stallion's tail hole, teasing and pulling across the sensitive muscle and nerve endings. He squirmed, something twisting in his stomach, cock throbbing and jerking with every pulse of desire where it lay on his stomach. Yet he couldn't cum yet, not without Oliver, and he groaned long and low, the sound tangled in a nicker that rose unbidden from his lips.

"Fuck, Oliver, I need you now..."

But the donkey teased him, once again taking the leading role. He groaned, hiding the smirk on his lips as he rolled Dalarius' hips up even further, playing his tongue over his thick pony doughnut, swirling inside, tasting him deeply. The lube was swiftly swept away, leaving only the soft, natural, earthen musk of the stallion for Oliver to taste. He ate out Dalarius' backside with raw need, hungry for him, lust pulsing through in the fervour of a stallion ready to mate and fuck until he couldn't move a single muscle anymore.

And yet not even Oliver could hold off forever, his cock twitching and throbbing, even the moans of the femfurs tangling around him, drawing his need to a peak that drummed against the inside of his skull. With every pulse of blood around his body and into his cock, he had to have Dal, rising and letting Dal spin around onto all fours, grinding back against him. The donkey's cock pressed into his well-prepared hole with a raw hump and grind, driving easily half of it into the stallion's tail hole with a single thrust.

Dal cried out, but the finale was for them and them alone, even as Aelune smirked and pointed out how easily Dal was taking a big cock under his tail, how she would have to try that herself too, sometime soon. Not all pleasures had to be taken at once, however, and Dal whinnied shrilly as Oliver pounded over the spot in his tail hole that send rocking pulls of pleasure deeply through him. Again and again, he took it all from his partner, nostrils flaring, head ducked down between his arms even as his torso slipped further and further down to the bed.

Ultimately, he was still in his best position under the donkey, submitting to him, letting Oliver reinstate his claim on him more and more with every thrust. Yet that pleasure was still to be shared with others too, even if they would work out how that would best suit them in time. Their grunts and nickers and neighs blended into one as Oliver slammed harder and harder into Dal's yielding tail hole, spearing him open, the equine's tightness easily softening around his pole.

Solus and Aelune humped on a double-ended strap-on as the equines climaxed together - or near enough together, knowing that there would be plenty more time for all that they wanted too. There was just too much for them to get into in one night alone, whimpering, grunting, cocks throbbing and spurting. Dal painted the bed with his cream as Oliver moaned and pressed down over his back, leaning into the muscle of the other male, the donkey spending his load deep, throb after throb of cum pouring deep. Every spurt seemed to go deeper than the last, pooling and slickening around the head of the donkey's cock, the flare as thick and as full as it had ever been. Cum drooled thickly out of the strained pucker of his tail hole, as tightly as he clenched around Oliver's cock, the donkey leaning over him, breathing heavily in rushes of heady breath, to nuzzle the back of Dal's neck.

So much was needed, yet the introduction of toys and even others joining them in there allowed them both to experiment even further, with strap-ons and further toys at play. Even once with the stallion bent over with a strap-on under his tail and another cock in his mouth, though Dal was sure it was Oliver's. Need rippled through, allowing him to slip right down into a state where he could entrust everything to the donkey, from every push of pleasure and pinning grasp.

There, in exploring a relationship and the nuances of sexual pleasure, stallion and jack could come together, Oliver thrusting deep into Dal after taking another of the stallion's loads, splattered in a mixture of their own seed and that of others. One thing, however, was quite certain as Dal neighed loudly and spurted his seed over his stomach, cock jerking and twitching with the flare pumped up and fleshy with need.

They would return, again, to the house parties for all the lustful experimentation that they could ever want... Around their university studies, of course!

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