The Wild River - Thicker Than Wine

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#3 of The Wild River

And here we meet more of the family. This is, to my understanding, proper otter social behavior. I don't believe you can convince me otherwise.


The water gathered between the webbing between my toes as I propelled myself forward through the water. A few circuits of the lazy river had cured my languor from the long journey to the resort. The prior anxiety gave way to excitement. Finally I felt ready to live in the moment and be here.

Sunlight strobed past as I danced through the water. The inflatable ring around my midsection was an anchor in the water, dragging at every motion--but I was having fun, not going for speed. Ripples spread from the bobbing ring as I bounced it across the surface with the force of my paddling. In a moment of elated release of bottled-up anxiousness, I chirped in pleasure.

Three answering squeaks cut through the sound of pumps and motors, the sussuration of moving water, and the chatter of thousands of park-goers. I knew those squeaks! I back-pedaled in the water and fought the current as three familiar faces peeked over the guardrail of an overhead bridge. They saw me, and the chirping intensified.

It was Lia, Ban, and Kas. I had to assume they'd all made up after the long trip. Bottled up in our approach ship on the way down to the Wild River, Kas had bitten Ban's tail, and the two weren't speaking all the way through orbital entry. It looked like all wrongs had been forgiven, though, because the two of them crowded in cheek to cheek above the broader smirk of our sister's just beneath them.

Forepaws scrabbled at the stone-effect handrails, and Lia balanced herself before launching herself down at me, followed momentarily by my brothers. My inflatable bobbed in the water beneath the force of her impact, tumbling both of us into the gentle current. Beneath the water, the lazy river was painted a pastel blue that seems to glow in the warm sunlight. Lia covered my face in whiskery kisses. Two more slinky bodies broke the surface as our brothers joined us at speed.

The four of us met in the center of the river, then pushed apart and found different angles to join together again while my abandoned inflatable ring drifted by on the surface, abandoned. Ban squirmed his way up against your belly, while Lia nipped the tip of my tail. When I turned around to face her, I saw Kas had caught her and was pushing his crotch at her face. When they pulled apart again, Kas was half-unsheathed and twitching in the water.

The play was familiar enough no matter where our family traveled, but there was something particularly enticing about the Wild River. Outside of our space ships, we all knew to behave properly. Aliens didn't know us. Aliens didn't get the way otters played, and it'd be unfortunate if we caused problems for Papa when he was trading just because we couldn't keep it in our day-clothes, as much as they itched.

But all those alien expectations of proper behavior were off here at the Wild River. It wasn't just a fantasy theme park, it was a theme park for fantasies. Not only had we come here with specifically those fantasies in mind, but the other park-goers were here for the same reason. The signs at the entrance had been clear and explicit. You didn't travel halfway across the galaxy and pay exorbitant prices at a premier pleasure planet to get prudish.

So when my siblings and I surfaced, it wasn't to gasps or complaints or indignant exclamations. A collection of onlookers watched us cavort in the water. A rabbit laying lengthwise across an inflatable tube sported his approval pointing upwards into the air. A pair of striped wild cats held their floats together by grips that were mutually stroking each other as they glanced at us from beneath matching sunglasses. There was a special thrill to being seen and approved of that warmed me just as well as the sunlight filtering down from above did.

But while the onlookers were free to enjoy the otter play, I had no such luxury. I had barely begun to enjoy being the center of attention when paws grabbed my tail and pulled me back down below the surface. Kas' muzzle met mine and kissed me firmly while someone else's paws were fondling my tail. Peace was short-lived. Kas let out bubbles as Lia bumped her head under his tail. Muffled squeaking and complaints filled the water as brother and sister tussled.

Given the opportunity, I disengaged. I twisted and flipped through the water, bouncing off one of the pastel river walls and propelled myself directly into Ban, who was watching the melee with obvious amusement. He caught me with fore legs extended. I knew him well enough--he'd already be horny just from watching. When I pushed my crotch against his, I found I was right. My sheath grazed against his own, and he gave me a playful hump.

The combatants forgot their play-fight and joined us. As Ban and I embranced, Kas pushed his head up between our tails. His slinky body pushed us apart as he passed, his unsheathed length pushing against tails and looking for fun. I let the momentum push us apart, just gripping the stiff otter tool with my hind paws and giving my brother a squeeze. Before he could get into a rhythm, though, our sister slid into the twisted knot of sleek bodies and pushed us all apart. Her head followed me, planting her muzzle against my sheath as I saw one of my brothers busy his snout beneath her tail.

What followed next was a confusion of eroticism. Kas bumped against me, and I tilted my hips to let him push his shaft against me. I saw his surprise as he felt the results of my recent transformation. I'd told them I was going to try it, but I think until now he hadn't really believed I'd give it a try. Well, believe it or not, he didn't seem shy about pushing his cock up at my new "accommodations". There was a moment of glorious penetration. He bottomed out in a single wet stroke. Again, before we could get any more than a single slick filling, through, our other siblings barreled into us. Lia slid between my legs, and as I surfaced to grab another breath of air, I felt her tongue licking at the spot Kas had just been humping.

The whole clump of otters surfaced a moment later in a show of public intimacy that was no longer clouded by turbulent water. Ban was already balls-deep in his sister as the two of them gyrated against each other. Shiny with a sheen of water, I watched his intensely pink shaft disappear beneath her tail as they floated at the surface. Across from where I was lazing, a pair of tall maned wolves were doing their best to stay submerged. But for all that they were crouching in the water so their over-tall legs didn't show what they were doing beneath the surface, they couldn't hide the way they were devouring the sight as all of us drifted around a corner in the lazy river.

A familiar chirping alerted me that Kas had surfaced and stolen Ban away, and for the moment that left my sister unclaimed. She rubbed her sleek head against my shoulder as I swung a leg over her tail. Someone watching us whistled excitedly as they got to watch from the beginning, this time. The sensation of Lia's slit stretching around my tip as I pushed in was electric. Both of us were shivering by the time my hips came to rest against hers. She gave me a flutter of inner muscles.

But no otter fun lasts for fun without interruption. Our two brothers surfaced, and it became a melee. Kas knocked me off with a leaping dive, and the two of us disappeared back beneath the surface. By the time I fought my way back to the surface again, Ban was balls-deep. Ever the diplomat, my sister offered me a compromise. She twisted to the side and spread her hinds. Instead of being pushed out, Ban was forced to stretch to the side to keep up his humping. For at least a few of their energetic thrusts, I enjoyed watching him before taking Lia up on her offer.

I was still eager and erect, enthusiasm unabated by being tackled just moments before. I caught the pair of them with my fores, and in just moments found my brother's thrusting just by feel. Following the length of his shaft, I found where my sister was stretching her legs to make room for both of us. A grasp surrounded me, made almost unworkably tight by Ban sliding against me as the both of us slid up into Lia. Ban chittered a complaint--I'd made it too tight for him. I leaned over our sister's chest and kissed his snout. He listened for a moment, then I felt him slip out. A moment later I felt him push against me. It was a whole new sensation. There was nothing quite like feeling my brother push into my transformed female sex while my sister fluttered her grip around my shaft. I didn't even need to thrust. Just the vigor of my brother's thrusting was pushing my sister and I through the water in a tight circle.

Lia's paws grabbed my face and kissed me while my brothers took turns with me. Ban dives and is replaced in mere moments by Kas, before he cedes his position too and Ban returns. Their dicks are similar, but I could feel slight differences as they pushed in. Ban was longer, but Kas was curved in a way that hit my buttons. With their eager thrusting I found I wasn't moving much in my sister's slit. Instead, she just held me deap while I was repeatedly fucked. She even gave me a lick across the forhead while I was squeezing around Kas. He was throbbing and firing off inside me. Or was that Ban? I couldn't tell. With all that throbbing and squirting, I... I...

I held on valiantly, but I couldn't deny the overload of sensations as one of my brother twitched and pulsed inside me. Lia chirped out her approval as I started to fill her in turn. Her stubby forelegs curled around my shoulders and squeezed, and I felt her shivering in return as I peaked. We enjoyed that moment, short as it was, before she released me. The current stole me away, floating enough room between us for Ban to slide up and take my place, shivering out his own peak into my sister, lubricated by my own cum.

With the four of us spent, I drifted in the current. The bridges were long past, and I'd rounded the corner. Thin strands dribbled from me and the rest of my sibling into the water, to be quickly siphoned off by smart aqua-engineering, leaving the lazy river clean and renewed in our wake. The audience had shifted. Gone were the wildcats and rabbit, though the maned wolves are still floating along and watching. They chatted casually, but I saw a furtive hand lift from hidden crotch. Thin, translucent strands decorated the delicate fur over their hand.

A chirp pulled my attention. Lia had recovered. She propelled herself upwards towards the river's edge, quickly followed by my brothers. She gave me a flit of the tail and a parting squeak, before she, Kas, and Ban left me floating in the river.

But even though I found myself alone again, I was done with something labeled "lazy". Energized and feeling ready for more, I launched myself from the river and found the path. It was time for fun.