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College was_weird._ Cider - her parents were enthusiasts, owning an orchard and brewing the drink - was a bit of a late bloomer, so while no doubt all that sexual tension had begun to heat up and grow in high school already, she had never noticed it until now. She was sat relaxing in a small pool, at one of her friends' parties, dressed in a new bikini she's found on sale, when she, from the corner of her eye, noticed one of the boys - a dog, husky probably - stroking himself in the water. Staring at her.

It was dark enough that nobody could see him, or so he thought, as the pool was only illuminated by a few colorful strings of light and a small, floating lantern, but Cider had caught the motion of his hand, rubbing up and down his penis - no, his cock, that was what every other teenager called them - with a kind of feverish urgency. It was unmistakable, and he seemed to be rubbing that cock to the sight of her.

Cider had never really understood why boys had suddenly started staring at her chest, when they'd all gone through puberty together. Sexual education wasn't exactly the most thorough subject in high school where she lived, and even if it was, it'd never made sense to the young otter. They were just boobs. Boobs and nipples, and everyone had nipples. Still, she wasn't totally naïve to it. Even though Cider didn't think much of her breasts - they were shapely but average C-cups, hardly what anyone would call big, she was aware that they tended to be of great interest to the boys in her class. Equally well, she knew what happened to them; their penises swelled and stiffened if she let them stare for long enough, often resulting in an embarrassing bulge in their pants.

And then, something_happened. That was the part her sheltered upbringing and religiously tinged high school hadn't really taught her. The long and short of it had been that if you turned a boy on too much, you might have a baby. _Somehow. The libraries didn't help, either. The Jurassic Party had banned all "explicit" books, which included all textbooks on biology. Had it been only a few years later, she might've been able to get what'd soon be known as the Internet, to do her research there, but nobody she knew had a connection, either. The party strongly discouraged them. Still, the otter was confident she could figure it out eventually. Ideally before she suddenly got saddled with a baby. At the very least, she knew it required some sort of physical contact.

So, rather than look away, or get out of the pool, she tried to look like she hadn't noticed at all, keeping her head turned towards the sky and the stars, while turning only her eyes to glance at what the boy was doing. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but it was blatantly obvious that the husky was indeed staring at her breasts while rubbing himself. It felt weird to know that just the sight of her was making him do it, but at the same time, it was exciting and a little naughty, and it left the otter feeling tingly and curious. She turned her head the slightest little bit to ease the strain on her eyes, never actually having seen a cock fully hard and naked before. It was barely visible underneath the water, but she did catch a glimpse of stiff red cock that only excited her further.

It was only natural that boys and girls were attracted to each other, she supposed. Otherwise, whatever it was that made a baby would never happen. So, she enjoyed the dim view of him doing his thing, thinking about how all the pleasant tingles seemed to converge on her vagina. Or pussy, depending on who you asked.Pussy was definitely the cool word to use. Apparently, boys really liked that too. Cider let out a sigh. If she'd just grown up in any_other city she'd know all this stuff already at eighteen, but the stupid old men in the Jurassic Party had a pretty firm grip on this one, and for some reason they _really hated the idea of young people knowing anything.

Then, suddenly, just as she was getting used to the sight of him, the husky suddenly stiffened. He let out a long, stuttering breath, and Cider watched, trying not to gasp, as something white erupted from the tip of his cock into the water. A lot of it dissolved, the rest became globs. One, two, three pressured spurts, and from the look on the husky's face, it felt really good when it happened. Of course, the moment it ended, that brief look of bliss was replaced by a blushing awkwardness. He quickly glanced around himself, pulled his swimming trunks back over his quickly softening cock, and climbed out of the pool to re-join the rest of the party.

Cider felt warm all over. There was definitely something exciting about what she'd just witnessed. She tried to commit as much of it into memory as she could. The way he'd seemed to twitch when it happened, the... weird, white stuff. All because he was looking at her. Quickly, on the spur of the moment, once she was sure that the husky wasn't anywhere he could see her, she scooted over to where he'd been sitting. The thick, white stuff was still floating in the water. Cider hesitated only briefly before reaching over to catch some of it in her webbed hand for a closer look. The sizable globs stuck to her skin, and it was equal parts gross and oddly beautiful, white and pearly.

Looking at it, she felt her pussy clench. Was it meant to go inside her? Another quiver, stronger, at that thought. She imagined that red, hard cock in her little slit when the white stuff squirted from it, and the thought was strangely dizzying. Maybe it was like how she got all wet and slippery inside when something excited her. Kind of like how she was feeling right now, only instead of a gradually building wetness it all came out at once. Just holding it like that made her feel a little naughty. She caught another sticky rope of it, floating in the water, in her palm.

Cider looked around, making sure nobody was staring at her right at the moment, and then, she followed those guiding instincts. Her hand slipped down her body, and quickly dove into her bikini bottoms. She was getting so hot from all of it that she could feel the heat radiating from her excited pussy before she even touched it, and when she did, smearing that sticky white stuff over her engorged lips, the sensation was electrifying. Not so much the contact alone - there were no fireworks or any announcement that she was on the right trail - but just knowing that she was doing it. Cider bit her lip hard, teased a bit of the cum onto her fingers, and then plunged them inside herself, unknowingly inseminating herself with a stranger's still potent cum, introducing millions of his eager sperm into the warm, slick comforts of her fertile pussy. Her body responded perfectly naturally, by clenching around the intruder, the cum on her fingers sticking inside her. After all, her body was receptive and knew what it'd just received, even if her mind did not.

Just then, Cider heard someone cough and pulled her fingers out quickly, adjusting herself with her heart beating so rapidly it felt like it was about to burst, worried that someone had seen her. Thankfully, it didn't seem the cough was directed at her; just some of the boys at the other end of the pool trying cigarettes for the first time, laughing at each other as they attempted to inhale the smoke. She, though, was far too preoccupied by her journey of sexual discovery to pay them more attention than that. As she glanced at her fingers again, she noticed they were clean. Which meant all that white stuff was inside her. Cider quivered with arousal she barely understood thanks to her lacking education, but what she knew was that it felt very, very good. She finally felt mature, like an adult, like she'd figured out what other eighteen-year-olds knew years ago. Having that stuff inside her made her feel even sexier than watching that boy from earlier rub himself to her had, and Cider wanted more of it in her quivering pussy, but by now most had dissolved into the water.

Her mind wandered. The other people in the pool were all boys, too. Did they want to do what the husky had done? She kind of wanted them to. Maybe if she showed a little more, they would. Cider felt thrilled at the thought of it as she looked around, noticing that a wolf - probably a few years her senior - had his eyes on her, too. He didn't seem to be quite as affected as the husky was... but Cider had to know more, having gotten this far. Once again, she hesitated, but then reached around her back to untie her bikini top. Her parents had told her to never show her chest to any boys, but she was an adult now, and with the dim lighting, nobody would really notice unless they were close enough, like the handsome wolf and his friends.

The moment her top fell into the water and left her youthful breasts, stiff nipples and all, bare, she heard a murmur of appreciation. Not just from the wolf, but from the other boys, too. Someone whistled at the sight, which made Cider blush, but there was no denying that she was suddenly very popular, with everyone in the pool looking at her excitedly. Still, nobody did anything... at least not immediately. Cider leaned back, pretending to casually relax against the edge of the pool. She stretched, luxuriating in the attention, and closed her eyes, as if it this was an everyday occurrence for her. She could practically feel all the eyes rowing over her body, and it made her feel like some kind of celebrity or supermodel, totally commanding the attention of every male in the pool. It made her feel sexy. Knowing that their cocks were swelling just for her too.

The group of boys whispered to each other, a couple shaking their heads and arguing, until finally, that handsome wolf got up and approached Cider. She could feel her heart beating faster.

"So, what are you up to? You look amazing, but you're all alone here in the pool," the older lupine smiled, putting an arm around the topless otter.

"N-nothing really, just relaxing," she replied. The wolf's arm - and body - felt so firm and strong. She definitely liked being held like this. He leaned in to nuzzle at her neck, and she replied to the gesture with a surprised squeak.

Things quickly heated up from there. With the otter not offering a word of protest, and even encouraging the wolf with quiet little moans, he got more and more emboldened to explore every inch of her body, from her taut tummy to finally cupping one of her breasts and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Um. I've never really done this before... I don't know how we're supposed to do it," Cider admitted, fidgeting nervously as the wolf's hands roved all over her body, drawing little gasps and whimpers from her lips as he kneaded her tits.

"Mm? You mean how to fuck?" the wolf rumbled, stopping for a moment while enjoying her palm-filling boobs and stiff nipples. He could hardly believe his luck. "Well, that part is pretty easy. All you have to do is lean back and..." he began to explain.

"O-oh, and um... I'm not ready for babies, so... don't do whatever makes a baby, please," Cider whispered, feeling absolutely beside herself with embarrassment. Everyone else already knew how it worked.

The wolf, though, perked his ears. A very naughty idea dawned on him, one that'd let him get exactly what he wanted while the otter would be none the wiser to his pups growing inside her before it was far too late to do anything about. After all, he'd probably never see the otter again. He'd have to improvise, and do it well, but he had a very distinct shot at this fiercely attractive yet completely naïve otter that he wouldn't ever forgive himself for not taking.

"Don't worry. As long as we don't... kiss, you won't get pregnant," he improvised. "We can just feel good together in other ways."

"...kissing is what does it?" Cider whimpered. She'd done it a few times already, not knowing the risks. "Are you sure?"

"Mhm. Everyone knows that's how you make babies," the nameless wolf told her. It wasn't that he didn't want to kiss her - he did, rather deeply - but his aching cock had other priorities. "That's why you always see parents and such kissing. But there's a much nicer thing we can do. You know how my cock gets all hard when looking at you, or touching you?"

"Y-yeah... it makes me feel all hot to see," she admitted. He took her hand and guided it to his crotch, draping her fingers over the outline of his rock-hard shaft, plainly visible through his trunks. When she didn't protest, the wolf quickly stood up for just long enough to slide his trunks off entirely, and this time, Cider's webbed hand came to touch his bare cock directly. The sensation of it against her fingers - soft and yet hard at the same time, slick and incredibly warm even with the cool water - made her shiver. It was her first time touching someone sexually, and she definitely liked it.

"That's because your cute little pussy wants it inside itself," he continued, spinning that web of lies that'd hopefully end in him getting to empty his balls inside the otter's young, unprotected cunt. His hand caressed her belly, and then pushed downward, until it was cupping her bikini-clad sex possessively. "And it really wants to be inside you, too."

"Inside me?" she asked, voice trembling, though not with fear or anxiety. Rather, it was pride. Pride that she'd figured it out before anyone told her! It looked like it'd be a tight fit, but she didn't question it. The wolf clearly knew what he was talking about.

"Yeah. Deep inside you," he smiled, and the paused for a moment, considering where to take this situation. Then, he gestured towards his friends, who were all staring at the two. "So do theirs. It's no big deal, just what adults do together. And it feels amazing," he smiled, plying his natural charisma. "A girl like you can just lay back and let us do our thing, you don't even have to have experience. So, you can just let me - and then my friends - make you feel good."

His friends began to murmur, and someone cheered, but a sharp growl from the wolf quickly shut them up. He certainly wouldn't let them ruin his plans, even if he was perfectly willing to share once he'd had his own go at the otter. To Cider, it looked like he was protecting her.

"Does it really feel good?" Cider hissed, feeling dizzy from the rapid-fire revelations bestowed upon her. She did have the feeling that the wolf was right, going by how strangely excited she was already feeling,

"Yeah, it does. That's why all the other girls do it all the time," he murmured, his confidence growing by the moment. "Here, let me show you..."

Cider's breath hitched as he reached to untie her bottoms. Showing her breasts was one thing, her v- her pussy, was even more intimate. Still, she wanted to know what he meant, and with how horny she was, she didn't put up any resistance beyond a little wiggle as he bared the rest of her body. His fingers pressed against her folds, which didn't feel like much, but then his thumb brushed over that hard little nub just above them, and she saw stars. It felt amazing._Cider moaned out loud, her hips twitching against that whole new sensation. It was almost too much, the young otter forgetting to even breathe as the wonderful wolf rubbed little circles around her pleasure-button, setting her whole body aflame with a fiery kind of pleasure that she'd never fully felt before. It was _amazing!

"Mhm, that's how good it can feel," the wolf grinned. "And it feels even better when you lay down, spread your legs, and let me put my cock inside you. Then you can try it with my friends, too."

The party had begun to thin a little, now. It was getting late, after all. Most guests had retreated back indoors, and only the otter and the assortment of boys remained in the pool. That meant nobody could see them. Cider still swallowed hard. Her body definitely wanted all of it, especially after that mind-shattering experience of the wolf's fingers, but she felt a little self-conscious about getting out of the water and showing all of herself to everyone.

The wolf, noticing her hesitation, leaned down and put his muzzle right next to her ear. "Don't worry. You're beautiful. You're making all of us want to fuck you. Guys-" he turned his head to bark at them. "Show her how beautiful you think she is."

"What do you m-" one stuttered in response, only to be interrupted by the wolf.

"Show her your fucking cocks, idiot," he growled. It was no wonder he was the only one with any experience here, if his friends were that oblivious. Still, at least they knew what sex was - though on the other hand, he was rather happy that the otter did not. "All of you!"

His friends scrambled, some protesting while others, quite a bit more eager, stood up in the pool and unceremoniously dropped their trunks, showing to Cider, in no uncertain terms, just what effect her body was having of them. Cock after cock sprung free, all of them beautiful to her inexperienced eyes, until all four of the wolf's friends were naked. They all had different shapes, sizes - with a shy-looking pony having by far the biggest one - and even colours ranging from ebon black and a mottled pink to an angry red, and they were all fully hard. Because of her.

"See? We all think you're beautiful. No need to hide your body away," the wolf rumbled, his fingers squeezing her hand more firmly around his rigid shaft. Cider nearly swooned at the sight of it, and once again taking advantage, the wolf lifted her out of the water, finally showing off her fully naked body.

He guided her to a nearby lounger, while the others followed, admiring the sensual sway of her rump, the way her breasts jiggled softly with each step, and in particular, the brief hints of pink wetness between her legs. All but the wolf himself were virgins; for some, this was their first time seeing a woman naked at all, and the sight proved enthralling. She sat down, her knees feeling weak and wobbly. She felt like a goddess, admired by all those attractive boys.

"There you go. Now just lean back... spread your legs a little... and relax," the wolf instructed her, barely able to fight back the urge to pounce her then and there as she slowly spread her legs which left her perfect, virgin pussy gaping ever so slightly, visibly wet and like an irresistible lure for all the boys watching her. The wolf gave her a quiet, lecherous grin. The other boys gasped almost in unison.

"Wow, that's super hot," one said.

"Yeah... just look at that perfect pussy," another replied.

"She's so damn wet," a third added. "Probably likes showing off."

Cider decided she did like showing off. She reached between her legs again, pressing a pair of fingers against her sex and then splaying them, spreading herself wide open for her adoring audience. She could see several of them throb eagerly at the sight, and that in turn only made her hornier as she imagined them spurting out that sexy white stuff. To think such a small part of her body could make them all so fascinated, and feel so good to have touched, too. Why didn't her parents approve of this?

That little show was all the wolf could handle. His cock felt like it was about to explode, and he knew exactly where he wanted that explosion to happen. He climbed onto the lounger - a sturdy, wooden one, thankfully - and positioned himself between the otter's spread legs, letting his hard cock rest against her public fluff.

"Ready to feel good?" he growled, lustily, grabbing his cock to nudge the tapered tip against the otter's soaked folds. Though Cider trembled with trepidation at the thought of his suddenly massive-seeming cock going inside her, she nodded eagerly.

"Um, shouldn't you use a c-" one of his friends offered, helpfully, but a sharp elbow in the ribs from another young man eager to have his first experience unprotected made him quiet down. Instead, the four of them watched the erotic show unfolding before them - and awaiting their turns with the otter with bated breath.

The wolf, despite his immense need, went slow. After all, he didn't want the otter's first time to hurt, or she might scream and draw attention to what they were doing. Worse yet, she might stop the act before he had time to finish. And so, with a rather impressive display of willpower, he only slowly began to push against that warm, slick opening.

The sensation, to Cider, was weird, at first. There was a mild ache, but also a hunger. She craned her neck to get a better look at how her pussy slowly yielded around the wolf's bare cock. It looked so natural, and her juices helped, too, as they slicked up his shaft. So that was why she got wet when excited, to help men put their cocks inside her. It made perfect sense.

Then, suddenly, there was a sudden stretch as his head popped inside her. She gasped, squirming on the lounger as her body accepted his masculinity inside it. Cider felt wonderfully full, in a way she never had before. This was even better than eating when hungry, scratching a much more urgent itch. He pushed deeper into her, grunting and groaning, and while Cider felt proud about that - there was no denying that he felt even better than she did, going by the look of intense concentration on his face - there was a sudden sharp twang of pain inside her than made her yelp and try to pull away.

The wolf held her down with his strong arms. "Shh. Don't worry. That's the only time it'll hurt," he rumbled, soothingly, staying perfectly still. "Just means your pussy is ready to fuck now instead of just looking pretty, like every woman's should be."

He was right. That was the only time it hurt, and quickly, the stinging faded. The fact that she'd just given her virginity to a total stranger who only cared about her because of that warm, wet hole to dump his seed in never really registered to her. After all, she hadn't been told anything about any of it. In a way, that allowed her to enjoy the experience with far less shame and anxiety than someone more knowledgeable might have. It was raw, pure sex, free of guilt and consequences. At least, no consequences that she was aware of. They weren't kissing, after all.

Finally, the wolf began to move his hips again. Slowly, at first, and gritting his teeth to last a little longer with the exquisite tightness of the otter's now deflowered cunt squeezing and clenching around his shaft. This time, it really did feel good. As he sank his whole length inside her, Cider moaned. The feeling was so intense! It made her back arch and her legs twitch and kick with helpless pleasure, her body cheering him on with little quivers and firm spasms around his throbbing shaft. The pleasure was reverberating through her body like electricity, each motion of his hips pushing her closer to something wonderful. Some kind of conclusion, a finale of fireworks, she didn't know but she very much wanted to experience it. Already there was a fluttering deep in her belly, a tension growing and growing as the wolf rutted into her drenched sex.

She didn't reach it. Suddenly, the wolf grew perfectly still, his fingers digging into her shoulders and a pleasured, triumphant snarl erupting from his lips. He held himself buried to the hilt inside her. Cider felt his cock swell a little bigger yet, and then, it throbbed heavily. There was tickle, and a muted feeling of wet heat inside her, growing with each jerk of his shaft, and it took her a moment to connect the dots. He was squirting that white stuff inside her! The realization made her gasp. That feeling came with another, one of deep satisfaction, and while she'd inadvertently given her pussy its first taste of a male's cum with her fingers earlier, this was a lot more, virile and potent, pumped directly into her core. It made her feel unbelievably sexy, though at the same time she was frustrated that he'd stopped thrusting, having been so close to some amazing feeling, even better than the thick ropes of his cum tickling her cervix and slowly bubbling past it, into her womb.

"F-fuck, I didn't even... get my knot in... rrrf, you're such a good girl," the wolf panted. "So... fucking... tight."

He pulled out slowly, having sated his own urges. As he did, his cock was followed by a wet gush of his seed oozing from the otter's pussy, each of the other males only further motivated to do the same; to fill her fertile pussy with their seed. That was the wolf's plan. If the otter ended up pregnant, she'd never guess which one of them was the father. He motioned for them to take their turns. "Your turn," he said, a proud smirk on his face as he eyed his handiwork slowly drooling from her freshly seeded flower.

Cider watched, gnawing on her lip, as one of them approached. This one, a fox, though his cock looked even bigger than the wolf's. Cider kept her legs spread as wide as she could, wanting more of those good feelings. He lacked much of the lupine's finesse, clumsily getting between her legs and jabbing her clit painfully with his cock a few times before hitting his mark. With her so full of the wolf's cum, this time there was no discomfort at all. He slid all the way inside her effortlessly, gasping as a warm, feminine sex engulfed his cock for the very first time, and she moaned with coital bliss in response as he began to thrust rapidly.

Yet, overcome as he was by his first mating, the fox lasted only perhaps a minute total before he, too, stiffened atop the otter, and his cock jerked inside her rapidly just as the wolf's had. She could feel every throb, and though once again irritated that he had stopped, this feeling was good, too. The wet slickness spreading inside her, mingling with that of the other boy, the warm satisfaction and the glowing pride over making him feel good enough to fill her were still pleasant enough. He looked a little sheepish as he, in turn, pulled out with a dazed but almost apologetic smile on his face. "Thank you," he huffed, and joined the wolf next to her.

Cider's hand snuck between her legs again, feeling her puffy, swollen lips, and that warm, slimy stuff the boys had filled her with. She wanted to see how she looked down there, but before she could ask, the second of the wolf's friends stepped forth - a squirrel - and mounted her in turn. He was moaning from the first second his cock touched her pussy, and lasted an even shorter time than the fox had, managing a grand total of perhaps three thrusts before spontaneously orgasming, quickly emptying his balls inside the welcoming wet heat of the otter's fertile cunt.

Cider couldn't help but giggle despite her frustration. The squirrel looked adorable feeling what she could only guess at, and she playfully clenched around his shaft to encourage his throbbing to last a little longer, coaxing yet more young and virile cum into her on a day she would've known was risky, had anyone taught her how sex worked and how babies were made. Instead, she accepted his offering without hesitation, delighted by the growing warm and messy feeling inside her. It made her feel mature, adult, womanly, to finally be partaking in all of it, even if it was a little gross.

Another wolf immediately took his place when he was done. He pushed inside her with a wet, slurping sound, growling with pleasure just like the other boys had. From how he was trembling, he wouldn't last much longer than his friends, but Cider was beginning to feel very sensitive after all the cocks her formerly virgin pussy had sampled, and so it felt good regardless, his uncoordinated thrusts drawing little stuttering moans from her as she rocked herself back against him, impaling herself deeper on yet another uncovered cock preparing to seed her. To knock her up. After all, her being unaware of how it happened did precious little to stop the mixed swimmers of several boys, all at the peak of their virility, swimming up her body. And that well-used and thrumming slit between her legs happily drank every drop offered. Once again, she was so very close to that beautiful new feeling when the second wolf followed what his friends had done. Throb-throb-throb, with a focused look of pleasure that quickly melted into satisfied bliss as he spent himself inside her, carelessly feeding another load of strong seed to her sloppy nethers.

Cider let out a frustrated squeak as he pulled out too, a frothy mix of rich cum bubbling out of her with an embarrassingly wet sound. She was far past the point of feeling embarrassed, though, and they seemed to like it, so it was probably perfectly natural, but couldn't any boys last long to push her over the edge to feel whatever they were feeling? She wanted to at least see_what her pussy - a _woman's pussy, used like it was meant to be used - looked like after all this fun.

"C-could someone of you film me? I want to see," she gasped.

"Sure! Just one left, now," the original wolf who had convinced her replied. He pulled out his phone. While he hadn't originally been planning to record the night's events, he wasn't going to say no to making some memories since she'd requested it. He walked around the sprawled-out otter, letting the camera linger on her oozing pussy for a few moments. The sight of it was almost enough to get him hard again, but it'd be a while before he had recovered enough for seconds.

Finally, there was the pony. He was a little shyer than the others, though no less horny going by how hard his enormous equine breeding rod was as he approached her. She offered him a little smile, inviting the last of the boys to explore the pleasures of a female body for the first time. With how loose she felt by now, she wasn't even worried about the size, nor the flared head. If the others had fit, he would too, aided by the absolute mess of thick, frothy cum inside her.

This one, though, took his time. He knelt between her legs just like the others had and guided his mottled cock to kiss her folds, but rather than immediately thrusting into her, he leaned over her and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Cider moaned out, her back arching at another new sensation as the horse's suckled on her for a moment, massaging her other breast with his rough hand. Every feeling seemed to surge from her sensitive teats and through her body, all converging on that warm mess between her legs.

Only then did he thrust, slowly. The flare of his girthy cock formed a tight seal the moment Cider clenched down around it, forcing all the cum inside her deeper. Suddenly there was a feeling of pressure inside her, a growing discomfort somewhere in her core from the cum being forced against her cervix. The otter groaned, not really having any idea what was happening, but the feeling only lasted a few seconds. With nowhere else for the cum to go, her cervix yielded, opening up enough to let the mixed sperm of all her lovers drain directly into her womb. Cider let out a sigh of relief, glad that it was over regardless, only faintly aware of that potent heat being somewhere deeper in her body, now.

Then, the pony began to rut, slowly. He was no more experienced than the others, but he was a little more caring, massaging her bouncing tits as he mated with her, and there was another thing: each time he moved, his flare dug into the otter's g-spot. She let out a high-pitched moan when it happened. Suddenly all those good feelings were soaring through her again. She trembled, quivered, and on pure instinct wrapped her legs around the studly pony's haunches, squeezing herself against him in pure hungry, feminine passion.

"K-keep going, please," she squeaked in desperation. The sensation in her belly was so overwhelming that it hurt now, and if she didn't reach what it was leading up to, she was afraid she'd implode. "I'm so close!"

The pony snorted, gave a little neigh - his ego understandably boosted by the first woman he'd ever coupled with feeling so good - and kept thrusting, trying his hardest to think unsexy thoughts or about homework to keep himself from cumming as quickly as the others had. The wet, squelching sounds of his flared cock pistoning into the otter's unprotected pussy seemed to linger in the silent night air, as did her shameless moans of pleasure, drawing ever closer to that glorious pinprick of pleasure she could already see in the distance.

And then, she was there. Cider was barely able to understand what was happening, only that her body suddenly seized up with a wonderful, overwhelming pleasure, and then she was trembling, kicking, squeezing and clawing at her lover, as her body went into overdrive, clenching - it felt almost like throbbing, just like how the boys would twitch inside her - each spasm like a jolt of pure ecstasy that left her breathless as she experienced her first orgasm, creaming herself hard_around the pony's _amazing cock.

He, already having been just at the edge, came almost simultaneously, filling the younger otter with a proper stallion's orgasm; rope after rope of warm cum jetted into her, rich and plentiful, and there was what felt like gallons of it, almost all directly fed into her womb owing to his flare and further aided by her orgasmic contractions. Her body did what it was meant to do and drank deeply of the offered gift, each quiver sucking the mixed cum deeper. In the hazy, smoky wildfire of her orgasm, there was another feeling; a twinge somewhere inside her, as her overstimulated body finally ovulated, the egg released into a bath of teenage cum - her tubes were stuffed with it by now, swarming with eager sperm - with the swimmers of all her five lovers, and even the very first husky who she'd caught masturbating in the pool, competing to be the one to claim it.

Eventually, his cock stopped bucking, and by that time, Cider was slowly coming down from her earth-shaking climax as well, to a pleasantly warm and fuzzy world where her belly felt thoroughly full. It was actually a little uncomfortable to be so stuff, but she didn't mind. Right now, she was the queen of the world, gazing down at everyday life from her palace of sexual pleasure.

The wolf snapped a few more pictures of her distended sex as the horse pulled out, though this time, not much cum came out. All of it was, after all, safely deposited in her welcoming womb. When shown just how she looked, Cider giggled again, her mind hazy with the afterglow.

"Sheesh, you boys sure had fun, gods, I look like a mess," she laughed. Mess or not, though, despite her thigh-fur being caked with drying cum, she liked it. Sex was fun. And as long as they didn't kiss, she wouldn't need to worry at all.

Dutifully, the boys - all very affectionate, now that they'd gotten to empty their balls inside her - helped Cider clean up a little. The pool, less so, but it wasn't _their_pool, after all. And after that, it was time to head back home and prepare for Monday, less than a day away with how long into the night their little session has continued.

Rumours spread quickly on the campus, though. She had, unbeknownst to herself, gained a bit of a reputation as an easy slut. Though surprised the first time a bunny classmate crudely suggested that she join him in the bathrooms for a quickie, she didn't really mind it. All the girls did it, after all, and it felt pretty amazing too. To his great surprise and excitement, she only thought about it for a brief moment before accepting his proposal. An orgasm, as she'd since learned those wonderful, glowing moments were called, would _always_be welcome.

Before Cider knew it, she was leaned over the sink in the men's restroom, her tailed raised high as the bunny skilfully rutted her soaked pussy into orgasming around his cock before hilting to pump his creamy cum as deep as it'd go. He thanked her by way of a slap on her shapely ass as she pulled her panties back on. And so it went, over the next few weeks more and more men wanted a go at her, and she never really saw a reason to decline them, getting filled and inseminated by very friendly, adoring strangers in the restrooms, behind the gym, passed around at parties as a rather willing toy, and once even in class, sitting in a horse's lap while he quietly seeded her already full womb. It was a little awkward to always walk around with cum soaking into her panties, but at the same time, it was totally worth it for the orgasms. Part of being adult, Cider surmised.

The consequences of letting every horny boy she met squirt their sexy cum inside her, though she didn't know of any, would eventually catch up with her. The first thing she noticed was that her breasts had grown, barely fitting into her old bra, which she found great! Everyone already liked her tits, which she'd happily show off, and them being bigger only garnered her more attention. What was a little less pleasant was that following a few very nauseous mornings, she found herself quickly putting on weight, no matter how she tried to adjust her diet.

Ah, well, it was probably alright. After all, she hadn't kissed any of her lovers.