Note : This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted in this story, are at least 18 years old.

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Rex and Marshe - Chapter 2

Saturday

The coyote male awoke with an erection like an iron rod as light filled the bedroom. An initial urge to masturbate was set aside. Rex wanted to see what the day might bring in the way of sexual adventures and those were best with a full load in his balls.

“Time for a shower and a new day," he said. He tossed the covers aside and got out of bed.

The warm spray of the shower relaxed the male and his erection faded. After drying his fur, he dressed and left the bedroom.

“Good morning, sleepyhead," Marshe said as Rex entered the living room. She was reclining on the sofa with the arm support her back while she used her tablet. She had on a loose top and casual shorts – an outfit made for lounging.

Rex's penis gave a half-hearted throb of arousal at the sight of the mature vixen. He smiled. “Good morning. Is Arthur up yet?"

“Not yet," the femme answered and lowered her tablet. “You want something to eat?"

“I'll have some of the leftover pizza."

Her muzzle wrinkled with disapproval. “I can fix you something."

“I like leftover pizza."

“Help yourself."

“Phrasing," he said with a chuckle as she shook her head.

“Beat it," she said and pointed toward the kitchen with her muzzle.

After a two-slice breakfast, Rex rejoined Marshe. He sat on the sofa next to her feet. She remained propped up against the end, still looking at the tablet screen.

As he settled into the sofa cushions, Marsha lifted her feet, stretched out her legs, and placed both feet in his lap. She began massaging Rex's crotch with delicate movements of her heels.

The coyote turned his head toward her. His eyes moved along the long russet-furred legs. Her muscles flowed under the fur as she worked her feet in his crotch.

“This would be much sexier if you were wearing a short skirt without panties."

She looked over the top of her tablet. “You want to look up my skirt?"

He grinned and nodded. “Yeah."

Marshe smiled. “Perv. Do you have a school uniform fetish too?"

He chuckled. “Put on a school uniform and I'll let you know. Or a cheerleader uniform."

Marshe snorted a laugh. Her feet continued to massage the bulge in the male's shorts while her focus remained on the device. “Males," she said to herself.

Rex grinned and closed his eyes. That does feels nice," he commented in a low voice after more foot massaging.

“Did you masturbate before you went to sleep last night?"

“No."

“This morning?"

“I thought about it but I'm saving myself to feed a hungry vixen I know," Rex replied.

She laughed. “There's only one vixen in this house."

“She can have it all. Are you hungry, by any chance?"

Marshe laughed. “Sorry, but I had breakfast earlier but I'll be hungry for something warm, salty, and creamy later." Her feet continued to massage the male. “Do you want me to stop?" she asked. “Blue balls aren't fun for males from what I hear."

“Keep going. I'm not that aroused."

“Okay but I don't want to overstimulate you."

“I'm always on the verge of overstimulation around you."

“So true," she murmured with a grin.

A short while later, the pair heard Arthur's bedroom door opening and his footsteps. Marshe brought the foot play to an end by removing her feet from Rex's lap. The coyote arranged himself to disguise his confined erection.

“'Morning, mom," the fox male said. He addressed Rex. “'Morning, shithead."

“'Morning asshole," Rex said to Arthur.

Marshe spoke next. “Be nice, boys and watch your language."

Arthur pointed at Rex. “You earned the title by playing like a noob last night."

“What happened last night?" Marshe asked, still looking at her device. The vixen performed the almost disinterested mother act rather well.

The fox male sighed. “Rex played like he'd never touched a game controller in his life is what happened. We dropped five places in the two-person team rankings."

“It's just a game," the vixen replied. “And not everybody is a game stud like you, Arthur."

Rex laughed. “I forgot that name; 'Gamer Stud'! And you sucked so bad at gaming back then!"

“I remember the jerkoffs that made wiseass cracks about my screen name," the other male replied as his expression turned sour.

“Dude, you have to admit that it was a bad handle," Rex said. “You should have just named yourself 'Roast Me Daddy' instead."

“It was bad," Marshe agreed with a nod.

“Ha ha. Laugh it up. Mom, what's for breakfast?"

“Whatever you can rustle up in the kitchen," she replied without looking up from the tablet. “Unless you want me to fix you something."

“There's some pizza left," Rex suggested.

Arthur stuck out his tongue. “Ugh, no. I'll find something, mom. I'm too hungry to wait."

“More pizza for me, then," the coyote said and bounded from the sofa to follow the fox male toward the kitchen.

Marshe smiled and tapped the device screen.

Work It

After the young males had eaten and rested for a bit, Marshe set aside her tablet and addressed them. She had a grin on her muzzle. “All right, boys, you played hard last night and now it's time for you to work hard."

“How hard, mom?" Arthur asked as he stared at his phone screen. “You know I'm too delicate for hard labor."

Rex nodded and had a concerned look on his face as he gazed at Marshe. “He is, Mrs. Stewart. Hard labor might kill Arthur."

The vixen arched an eyebrow and grinned. “I'm going to work you boys like rented helpers today."

Rex barked out a laugh.

“Don't laugh," Arthur cautioned as he cast a sideways glance at his friend while putting his phone in a back pocket of his shorts. “She means every word. Especially the rented part."

The coyote male smiled. “I'm not afraid of a little hard work."

“Famous last words," the young fox replied.

The vixen looked pleased. “We're going to empty the garage, organize what's worth keeping, and jettison the junk and stuff I don't want."

“Come on," Arthur said to Rex as he heaved himself from the chair. “You can see why mom parks her car outside."

“It can't be that bad."

“It's worse. Mom has filled it with stuff from garage sales, estate sales, flea markets, and every other second-hand source of stuff nobody wants."

“Selling the good stuff puts a roof over your head, smart guy," Marshe said with hands on hips.

Arthur sighed. “I wish you wouldn't let the bad stuff get out of control is all I'm saying."

The trio trooped toward the door to the connected garage

Arthur stepped into the garage and swept his arm in an arc for emphasis. “Behold, mom's empire of junk!"

“That's a lot of stuff," Rex said as his eyes took in the boxes filling the space designed for a vehicle.

“Don't stand there looking at it," Marshe said from behind the males. “It's only going to sit there. Get in there and get to work."

“I hope you rented a dumpster," Arthur said as he picked up a box labelled 'junk'.

“Or a flamethrower," Rex added.

“Less talking, more working, boys," the vixen said in a crisp no-nonsense tone. “We'll start near the front since we can put the discards outside. I've got someone coming later to haul it away. You two slept all morning so we've got to get a move on to clear all of this out."

True to her word, Marshe worked the males hard into the afternoon. She prepared a big lunch that kept Arthur and Rex energetic through the rest of the cleanup. The had the everything sorted and ready when the removal truck arrived.

“Thank goodness," Arthur said as he sat on a camp chair he'd found earlier. “I'm wiped out."

Opportunity Arises

Marshe went out to pick up dinner while the boys got showers to clean up from their exertions. She returned just as they were beginning to prowl the kitchen for food.

“Just in time," Arthur said as he helped her put items on the table.

“You both worked hard today," Marshe said. “You deserve a good meal for your efforts."

“Thanks, Marshe," Rex said.

“Yeah, thanks, mom," Arthur added as he slid into a chair.

The vixen sat. “Don't hold back," she said to Rex. “Dig in."

The young males attached their food as if starved. Little was left when they leaned back in their chairs for a breather.

Marshe looked at the young males. “You boys want another serving? We have more."

“No thanks," Rex said. “I'm full."

“I'm good," Arthur added. “Thanks, mom."

“Thank you for dinner, Marshe," Rex said with a bright smile.

The vixen rose from her chair. “You're both welcome." She started gathering empty dinner plates.

Arthur's phone rang. After checking the display, he pushed back from the table. “Got to take this call," he said and moved off into the other room.

Rex stood and helped Marshe clear the table.

Arthur returned moments later and looked at Rex. “Do you mind if I bail on tonight's gaming session to go out with Zoe?"

Marshe frowned as she looked at her son. “That's rude to invite Rex over for the weekend and then ditch him when your girlfriend's schedule opens up."

Rex shook his head. “I don't mind."

The vixen put both hands on her hips and looked at Arthur. “Well, I do mind," she said in a tone that let both young males know that her opinion was the only one that mattered.

Arthur's shoulders slumped.

“Think about Rex instead of yourself," Marshe said to her son before he could register a complaint. “He made time for you this weekend and you're ditching him?"

Rex put up his hands. “I'm totally cool with Arthur going out tonight. I've got some homework that I can get started on."

“Thanks, dude," Arthur said. His grin melted away when his gaze returned to his mother. Marshe had a scowl that indicated brewing storm was about to break upon him.

The coyote addressed the mature vixen. “Let Arthur have some fun. He worked hard today and deserves a break. It lets me read a chapter of material for history class so I can write the essay after I get home."

Marshe studied the coyote for several moments before speaking.

“Arthur, I want you back at midnight."

“Sure thing, mom!"

She didn't look convinced. She pointed a finger at him. “Don't do this again, Arthur. It's rude to your guest and it irritates the heck out of me. Don't ditch a friend to go sniffing after your girlfriend."

“Yeah, sniff me instead," Rex said with a laugh. He turned and patted his rump. “Give it a sniff, Baby!"

“Gross!" Arthur yelped.

Marshe shook her head while a grin formed on her muzzle.

After their discussion, Arthur's voice dropped in volume when Marshe left the kitchen. “Are you sure that you want to stick around here with mom? Zoe has a cute friend that she can hook you up with if you want to get some Archer Prep action."

Rex shook his head. “Thanks, but I'll pass. I do need to get started on my homework. I'll do that and probably watch a movie with your mom. Maybe do some solo gaming after."

Arthur nodded. “Yeah, practice your gameplay, dude. You sucked last night."

“We'll move back up the rankings."

A frown formed on the fox's muzzle. “Yeah, but those shitheads at Archer Prep are going to act like they're better than us after we dropped below their team score."

Rex shrugged. “Let them gloat for a bit. Makes it all the sweeter when we crush them later."

Arthur laughed and showed a toothy grin. “Yeah."

Are you going to make it back by midnight?"

“It depends on how things go with Zoe."

“All right, I won't wait up."

Alone Time

The coyote male gave a whistle of appreciation when the mature vixen joined him for their evening activity.

Marshe grinned. She wore snug booty shorts similar to the panties she'd worn the night before. The dark material emphasized the vixen's generous hips and curvy butt. A matching crop top did nothing to hide the female's breasts. If anything, the elastic material clung to every curve and body feature, emphasizing them and showing the outlines of her areolas and stiff nipples. From the way her big breasts swayed with her movements; it was obvious that Marshe wasn't wearing a bra. Rex lowered his gaze and realized that she didn't have any panties on either. Her plump mons was displayed above the bas-relief of her clitoral hood and start of her labial flesh.

The male responded to the visual feast of the luscious female with a partial erection that showed in his shorts. She smiled, well aware of the effect her chosen outfit had on the young male.

She closed the distance between them and pressed herself to Rex. His arms encircled her waist and the male caressed her rump.

“You look amazing, Marshe," he said.

She looked into his grinning face and felt heat in her chest and between both legs. Her belly detected the stirrings in the coyote's sheath. “Do you like my outfit? It's new."

“I like it very much," he said and lowered his muzzle to kiss her.

Marshe took the opportunity to rub and press herself to the young male and felt his body respond as she'd hoped.

After their kiss, she rested in his embrace. “This feels good."

“Yeah," he agreed.

After several moments, Rex said, “From the way you were putting the screws to Arthur earlier, I was starting to think that you didn't want to have me all to yourself tonight."

The vixen laughed. “It was rude of him and he's going to pay for it. Besides, I think the way I took care of the situation gives us a little cover; don't you think?"

“You're smart and sexy," Rex said.

Marshe grinned. “You're darned right." She gave him a quick kiss.

“Arthur actually did me a favor," Rex said. “I was able to get some homework done." He smiled and gave her ass cheeks a playful squeeze. “And I get you all to myself for a few hours. I was worried that he was going to cancel his date when you pressed him hard on staying home for my sake."

“Pfft," she said. “There was no keeping Arthur here after his girlfriend called. He'll do almost anything to get into her panties."

“I'm of a like mind where you're concerned."

Marshe laughed. “Sorry, but you're not getting into any vixen panties tonight." She grinned.

“What a pity. I was so looking forward to getting hot vixen action at last."

“You're going to get some vixen action," Marshe said. “But not the action that you want the most."

“You enjoy teasing me, don't you?"

She looked at him with a half-smile on her muzzle. “If you didn't enjoy my teasing, you'd be out with Arthur getting into some other girl's panties."

Rex grinned. “You're smart and pretty. I like that."

“Wow, the adjectives you use to describe me are flowing now. Do go on."

“I've already used smart and pretty. I find you very sexy, too."

Marshe nodded. “Yes, you have, but don't stop telling me that as often as possible. A girl likes to know that she's desirable."

Rex smiled as his hands explored her rump, hips, and sides. “Sensual and alluring come to mind. You're also witty and good at conversation. You can hold your own as a gamer which makes your nerdy gamer girl vibe exciting in all kinds of ways."

Marshe laughed. “Nerdy gamer girl?"

“Nerdy girls are sexy," Rex said. “Own it."

The vixen laughed again. “I will." She moved to break their embrace and Rex let his hands drop.

Marshe retrieved the television remote as he went to the sofa.

“What do you want to watch?" She asked while standing between him and the television. It gave Rex a good view of her ass and tail. The black-tipped tail swished with lazy movements as Marshe scrolled through the movie listing using the remote.

“What's on the adult channels?"

“I don't think so," the vixen said. “You're horny enough without getting any ideas from adult entertainment."

“I think that we're both horny," he countered, “But reality is much better, anyway," Rex said as he eyed the ample cream and russet colored fur of Marshe's ass cheeks below the shorts. He adjusted his clothing to give his sheath and penis more room. “Your ass is making me hard just looking at it."

She giggled. “Smooth talker."

Rex massaged the firming bulge in his shorts as he gazed at the vixen's ass.

“You look great in that outfit."

“It's not a sexy school uniform but it's comfortable." She was selecting different streaming options with the complex remote and muttering.

“It sure doesn't leave much to the imagination."

Marshe turned her head to regard him over one shoulder. “I know. That's why I wore it tonight."

The vixen gathered her lush tail in one hand to expose her hips and rump. She leaned forward at the waist a bit to expose more of her crotch. Marshe's labia were outlined in clear relief and presented for his appreciation.

“What do you think from this angle?" she said.

Rex felt his penis give a throb of arousal. His eyes devoured the curvaceous vixen's rump, crotch, and legs. “You have a fantastic ass. If you're offering, I have the perfect tool to insert into your openings."

She laughed and let her tail fall into place. “Yeah, you're getting a little too eager for my snatch, Rex."

“Can you blame me?"

“No," she said with a shake of her head. “I wanted to arouse you but intercourse is still off the table."

“What is on the table is increasing my appetite for you."

She laughed and returned to the sofa. Marshe sat next to Rex. He put his arm around her shoulders and the vixen leaned into his side.

“This is cozy. It almost feels like a date," she said.

“It is a date," he said. “It's just you and me enjoying each other's company tonight."

“I like that." She pulled his hand from her shoulder to the side of her soft full breast. His fingers and palm curved to cup her body. “If it's a date, you can start on first base."

Rex smiled. “Awesome." He gave her breast a squeeze with his outstretched fingers. “You have perfect boobs for fondling."

“You don't waste time."

“Do you want me to stop?"

“No."

“I didn't think so. You put my hand on your boob for a reason."

Marshe laughed. “Try to act surprised."

“Oh Marshe!" Rex said as he went wide-eyed while gazing at her. “I-I can't believe you're letting me feel your boob! It's so big and soft!"

The vixen narrowed her eyes. “Smartass. I prefer the smug version of you."

Rex gave her tit a good squeeze. “I love your big boobs. Getting to fondle them is a privilege. And it's self-confidence, not smugness."

“Better," she said and turned her attention to the screen. “Is this movie okay with you?"

A romantic comedy was highlighted onscreen.

“Sure."

After starting the movie, Marshe set the remote aside. Soon after, she placed her hand in Rex's crotch. Her slim fingers massaged the male through his clothing, keeping Rex in a constant state of heightened arousal.

The male moved his hand and stroked the erect nipple tenting the material of Marshe's top. The lack of a bra made his stimulation more direct and effective. When he gave her stiff flesh a soft pinch in his fingertips, Marshe moaned in response.

The movie had two sex scenes as comedic highlights. During the first sex scene, Marshe extracted Rex's stiff penis.

“I hope you don't mind if I stroke your dick while we watch the movie."

“I don't mind at all." Rex said with a satisfied sigh. “It feels better in your hand than in my shorts."

Marshe stroked his penis with slow movements as they watched the movie. At intervals, she used her thumb to smear his leaking pre-seminal fluid on his cock head.

At the second sex scene, Rex moved the hand he was using to fondle Marshe's breast lower. He tugged at the hem of the top to expose the vixen's soft breast and stiff nipple. She didn't indicate any objection so he continued to fondle her while she masturbated him.

Marshe turned off the television after the movie. “I think we're finished with television tonight" She turned her head and grinned. “Let's have some fun while we're alone."

“What do you have in mind?" Rex said as he let go of her boob.

The vixen gripped the stiff shaft she'd been fondling. “We need to take care of this or you're not going to enjoy the rest of your evening." Marshe didn't attempt to cover her bare breast.

He grinned. “I'm enjoying it so far."

She moved sideways away from his side. “I think you're going to enjoy what comes next much more. We need to relieve your arousal because you've had an erection for over an hour."

“I'm not going to say no to whatever you have planned," Rex said. He adjusted his seating as Marshe stretched out on the sofa belly down. Her head leaned over his leg. Her hand tilted his erection toward her muzzle and vixen gave it a lick from hand to tip.

Rex shuddered at the contact of her tongue on his member.

“Careful," he said as her tongue swirled against his sensitive glans. “Lick the right place and I'll nut without warning. I'm liable to cover your face and hair in cum."

“Then we'd better prevent any accidents," she said. Marshe covered the tip of his penis with her mouth.

Her lips encircled the male's shaft behind the corona. Then her tongue bathed his cock head in a mixture saliva and pre-cum.

Rex sighed as her oral warmth seeped into his flesh as the femme held her head steady. She stopped licking and applied suction every few moments to pull more pre-seminal fluid from the male. Her mouth filled with a mix of saliva and pre-cum but she didn't swallow.

Rex's excitement ebbed. “You are great at oral sex."

“Mmm-hmm," she agreed as her eyes met his.

“I think it's safe to proceed," Rex said.

Marshe moved her muzzle lower onto him. The mixture in her mouth coated Rex's cock as she went lower.

Rex watched her with a smile on his muzzle. The vixen maintained near constant eye contact when she sucked his dick. The locked gaze made it hard for him to look away or close his eyes.

Her head lifted and Marshe's tongue slid along the coyote's member. At the top, she wrapped it around his glans.

“Wow," he breathed as she tongued him for several moments before lowering her head.

Marshe was in no hurry to bring Rex to climax. She used the same techniques as the night before to prolong his arousal. The vixen stopped and restarted fellatio to keep Rex on the brink of orgasm for half an hour.

Rex groaned. “I need to cum; my balls are aching."

Marshe lifted her head until his glans was trapped by her wet lips. With suction applied, the vixen's skilled tongue excited and stimulated the male's sensitive nerves. Her hands were busy as well; one moved along the thick wet shaft and the other tugged at his aching testicles.

“I'm cumming," Rex moaned. The male's testicles tightened and his member throbbed with the first jet of semen into the vixen's mouth. “Take it all," he said as her mouth slid lower onto his shaft and he ejaculated again from the sensation.

Marshe focused her attention to extract semen from Rex. Her skillful techniques triggered ejaculations without wasting actions on the mature vixen's part. The sight and sounds of the young male in the throes of pleasure brought a smile to her muzzle. She swallowed his warm salty semen several times.

When Rex was spent and breathing deep afterward, Marshe's muzzle lifted clear of his softening penis. “That was even more cum than last night," she said. The vixen used a dark-furred finger to gather his cum from her lips.

“I haven't cum since then," he said with a satisfied smile. “And you've had me aroused for almost two hours."

She hefted his testicles in her fingers. “Do you have any more left in these big balls?" “Because I love sucking your dick and I want to taste more of your cum."

Rex nodded. “Give me time to recover and I can give you a few more mouthfuls."

Marshe licked the pearl of semen from his cock tip. “I love sucking cock and eating cum."

He chuckled. “I figured that much out on my own. Is that why your you have such an amazing technique?"

She nodded. “Yeah. I've been sucking cocks since I was hit puberty. The feel of a prick in my mouth and the hot salty taste of semen makes me wet. It always has. The first time I blew a guy, it was something I knew that I was going to do a lot because I liked it so much."

She rested her head on his thigh and gazed at Rex. “I got through high school math classes by blowing my teacher. Lucky for me, I went to small school so it was the same teacher every year. His dick was big and thick like yours. He tutored me in cock sucking as much as mathematics. I'm better at sucking dicks though. I only learned enough math to pass my classes."

Rex regarded her for a moment. “You're too smart to eke out a passing grade in math. How much of your poor classroom performance was an act so you could suck your teacher's cock?"

Marshe laughed. “He figured it out too but was okay with the arrangement. I think his wife didn't like sucking dick because he enjoyed having me go down on him. He once let it slip that he wished his wife liked sucking cock as much as I did." She grinned. “Sitting in boring math classes and daydreaming of sucking his dick didn't help my grades."

“You learned your cock sucking lesson well," Rex said with a grin. “I've never seen anybody worship a cock like you can."

Marshe looked pleased. “It's my thing. I don't care how big a guy is as long as I can get his prick into my mouth and extract his delicious cum. I think that I like the cum payoff the most. The biggest cum loads I ever had were from a guy with an average-size cock and balls. But when he came, it was by the bucket load! He gagged me more than once with the quantity and that's saying something."

“High school or college guy?"

Marshe grinned again. “College and then marriage. The first time he gagged me with semen was how I knew that I'd marry him. He wasn't just a sperm donor, either; we had lots of fun together outside the bedroom. And of course, he gave me Arthur."

She regarded Rex for a moment. “Have I brought down the level of excitement with the trip through the past?"

“No."

“Liar," she said with a smile. “You feel awkward with your dick out listening to me talk about my husband, don't you?"

Talk of Marshe's late husband and Arthur's father caused Rex to think of how long Marshe had lived without him. He nodded at her question. “A bit, yeah."

She licked his limp member. “Don't. That was the past and I don't live there. I treasure my memories but I live for now. Now, let me show you how I worship a cock. “

“Please do."

Riding High

Rex had a smile on his muzzle. Marshe lay with her head in his lap and his limp penis in her mouth. She nursed on it like a baby on a teat, keeping him warm and wet. He'd never experienced such cock love from a female before. His stroked her hair with his hand as they enjoyed each other's company.

“Do you mind if I try something new?" Marshe asked a while later after taking his soft penis from her mouth.

“No, go ahead," Rex said.

Marshe roused herself and stood up. She removed her top, freeing both big breasts from the flimsy confinement of the material.

Rex whistled as he stared at the vixen's chest. “You have spectacular breasts."

She grinned. “I've always been a busty gal." Marshe leaned forward and brought her arms together. “Have you ever fucked a girl's tits?"

The young male nodded. “Are you offering?"

She resumed her standing pose. “Not tonight."

“Too bad."

“These tits have milked a lot of cocks," she said with a smile.

“I can't wait until it's my turn."

She eyed his firming member. “It's on the list of things we're going to do in the near future." Marshe smiled. “You have a great dick for tit-fucking; It's long enough for me to fuck and suck on."

“You're making me want to fuck those luscious full tits, Marshe."

She mashed her breasts together and rolled them with her hands. “Just look forward to the day you get to feel these soft babies wrapped around your dick while I suck on you each time your cock head emerges from them."

“Now I really want to fuck those amazing boobs," Rex said with a toothy smile.

The vixen released her breasts. “Soon, Baby, soon. I promise it won't be much longer. Can you wait just a bit more?"

He nodded. “For you, I can wait."

“Thanks, Rex. Tonight, I have some needs that I'd like you to take care of if you're willing to help a girl out."

Rex lifted an eyebrow. “Needs of a sexual nature?"

“Yes, but not what you're hoping for," she replied with a grin.

“I'm intrigued."

She dropped her top onto the sofa next to the male. “Hold still." Marshe faced Rex and straddled the young male's thighs with her knees and shins on the sofa. This placed her breasts at muzzle level with him. She pushed his penis to his belly and lowered herself onto it.

The warmth of Marshe's crotch filled his lap. The thin fabric of the shorts was damp with her arousal, allowing the heat of her body to seep into him. The sexual aroma of the vixen had an immediate effect on the young male. Rex's cock stiffened in moments.

“You feel great sitting on me," he said as he smiled at her.

“A hard cock is just what I need for this," Marshe said. The vixen's hips rolled, placing her clitoris into contact with his firm member.

She trembled at the contact. “Oh god, that feels so good. Better than my hand or dildo."

“Nothing beats the real thing, does it?"

Marshe shook her head. “It's not even close."

Using just her hips, she rolled her clit into contact with his trapped dick. Then her thighs flexed and the vixen's rump lifted a small amount. She dragged herself along his member.

“Fuck, this feels so good," she moaned. “Let me know if this is too rough for your cock."

“I'm good." Rex gazed in her half-closed eyes. “Damn, you are gorgeous."

Marshe had a smile on her muzzle. “You look good, too. I love how well-built and hung you are." She moved her muzzle toward his.

They kissed. Marshe's lips parted and Rex pushed his tongue into her mouth to find hers. Their tongues slithered against each other like eels in heat.

Rex put his palms on Marshe's hips. Then he moved them upward along her sides, spreading his fingers to ruffle the silky russet fur. Higher up, he traced the outer curve of her full breasts. He then brought both hands to her chest to cup the big mammaries. His fingertips caressed the dark stiff nipples peeking from the cream-color fur.

Marshe smiled and moaned as he explored her body. Her hips moved forward and back in small movements to masturbate herself on his shaft.

The vixen gazed into Rex's eyes as fondled her breasts. His erection throbbed beneath her every few moments.

Rex pushed her breasts together. “I'd love to feel these wrapped around my dick."

She gave him a quick kiss. “All in due time. Please be patient."

He nodded and smiled. “Okay"

Marshe said nothing but leaned forward at the waist, putting her breasts to his muzzle.

Rex didn't need any more prompting to put his lips on an erect nipple and kiss it.

“Yes," Marshe sighed. “Show me how much you like my big tits, Rex. I've seen you looking at them and I've wanted someone to suck on my titties because it turns me on. Put your mouth on them and make me wet."

The young male drew her stiff flesh between his lips and bathed it with his tongue. Marshe arched her back, pressing her breast to his mouth.

“Yes, oh yes. Suck on my tits, Rex," she murmured.

“Mmm," the male responded. His fingers gave the other breast light squeezes as his attention was focused on nipping and sucking on her nipple. The vixen's scent filled his nose as her soft fur tickled it. Rex's dick throbbed with a constant rhythm as the sight, feel, smell, and sound of the vixen increased his arousal.

“Yes," she cooed while grinding her crotch on his trapped penis. “I've wanted you to suck on my tits so bad. It feels so good to have you sucking on them now. You're making me so horny, Rex!"

“I love sucking on your big tits, Marshe," Rex said as he transferred his oral attention to the unsuckled breast. His fingertips stroked and pinched the wet flesh of the other nipple.

She grinned as she watched him with a smile on her muzzle. “You like big soft fox titties, don't you?"

His eyes rolled up to meet hers. “Mmm!" he murmured with a slight nod of his head.

“God, having you suck my tits so fucking sexy," she said in a husky voice. Her hands cradled his head to her breast. “I love it!"

“I could suck on your tits for hours," he said as his mouth moved his mouth back to the first nipple a few moments later.

Marshe moved forward, pressing her breast to his muzzle and forming a dimple where his nose and mouth were. “Suck on my tits all you like, Rex. I love having your mouth on me! You're making me so wet and hot! When we're together, suck my titties and make me horny!"

Rex grinned at the new level of intimacy he could look forward to with the vixen. The coyote felt the moist heat of Marshe's crotch through the thin material of her shorts. Rex winced as the vixen pinched his shaft now and then with her movements but didn't stop her. He slathered his tongue on her stiff dark nipple and taut areola flesh. With his hand, he pinched and tweaked Marshe's free nipple.

Marshe's hands worked over his head, shoulders, and sides as he suckled on her tits. “Oh yes," she murmured encouragement. “Suck on my tits, Rex. Your mouth feels so good! Keep going until I cum!"

Rex grinned as the mature vixen's sexual arousal increased as he nuzzled her breasts. He gave his hips a thrust and Marshe responded by grinding herself hard onto his shaft.

“I want to cum so bad," Marshe said in a husky voice thick with desire. “Can I make myself cum on your stiff cock, Rex?"

Rex nodded without letting her nipple out of his mouth.

The vixen's breast fur was growing slick with saliva.

Marshe pulled his head from her breast and lowered her muzzle to his. Rex kneaded both of the soft mammaries in his fingers Marshe her hips rolled to keep bringing her sensitive clitoris into indirect contact with his hard member through her shorts.

She whimpered at the pressure against her aroused clit.

They began kissing. Long deep and sensual, the vixen moaned as she ground herself on his hard shaft. As she stimulated herself, Marshe's movements grew more insistent.

She guided his muzzle to her breast. “I'm so close to cumming!"

Rex sucked her stiff nipple between his lips.

Marshe's hip movements grew more insistent. She let out a loud moan as her body began to shake with an orgasm.

Rex's hands caressed the soft wet breasts as Marshe ground herself to two more climaxes atop his erection while he sucked at her breast.

After sating her immediate needs, the vixen adjusted her seating atop the male to avoid further clitoral stimulation.

Rex let her nipple slip free, kissed it and leaned back into the sofa cushions to gaze up at her. Marshe's eyes were filled with lustful hunger when they opened. She panted while they gazed at each other.

Rex understood what she wanted from the expression on Marshe's face. “Suck my cock," he said. “Make me cum with your mouth."

With a predatory smile and low growl, the vixen pushed herself off his lap. She knelt between Rex's legs and gripped his shaft, pointing the glans at her muzzle.

Their eyes met.

Rex took in the sight of the topless vixen poised to fellate his throbbing dick. He savored the view and the smell of her excitement. A tooth-baring smile formed on his muzzle.

“Suck my dick, Marshe. Suck me until I cum into your hot sexy mouth."

Marshe's jaws parted and she went down on Rex's cock with aggressive eagerness. Her head bobbed and twisted on him. Saliva soon spilled over her lips an into the fur of her chin. Her tongue licked, flicked, and teased every sensitive area on his penis. As she worked her oral talents on Rex, the vixen kept her eyes locked onto his.

Rex grinned as the vixen's fellatio enthusiasm was on full display. She sucked, licked, and kissed his dick while varying her sucking technique to prolong his arousal.

“Nobody sucks dick like you, Marshe," he said. “I've never had a blowjob this good from anybody but you."

She winked and kept fellating him.

“I've got a load of cum ready for my sexy hungry vixen," he said. “But first, I want you to swallow my cock down to the knot."

Her brown eyes narrowed at the challenge. The femme's head moved lower onto his shaft without hesitation.

“Take it all, Marshe. Show me how good you are at sucking my big dick."

Her claw points dug into his hips as her head moved toward Rex's belly. As his glans met the back of her mouth, she adjusted her head and neck angle. His prick entered her throat. She held herself with lips to his knot without moving.

“Good girl," he said.

Her head moved up, revealing his glistening shaft. Then she swallowed his prick with ease once again.

“You're amazing," he said with a long sigh. “I love getting a blowjob from you, Marshe."

After a bit of sword swallowing, Rex said, “That's enough deep-throating. Get me ready to cum."

Marshe focused her attention on the most sensitive areas of Rex's penis. Using her tongue, teeth, and lips, she was able to probe and stimulate the nerves in his flesh like a virtuoso.

“Fuck, yes," he sighed as the first sensations of climax began building in his testicles. Rex grinned and put his hands to the side of her head. “I'm going to fuck your mouth and fill it with cum."

Marshe smiled as if expecting his action. As he held her head with his fingertips, Rex thrust his hips up and forward from the sofa.

“Do you want me to fuck my cum into your mouth like this? Just like I did last night?"

Marshe tightened her lips and pressed her tongue to the underside of his glans. “Mmm!"

Rex grinned. “I'll feed you my cum soon. Be a good girl and swallow all of it."

“Hmph!"

“Fuck, your tongue feels so good," he murmured. The underside of his glans rode across her tongue with each thrust. The action provided near-constant stimulation of the nerves there.

A few moments later, he grinned. “Here's your cum reward, Marshe."

Rex's balls lifted and semen rushed through his shaft to fill the vixen's mouth.

“God, yes," he said with a satisfied smile.

Rex kept thrusting himself into the vixen's mouth until he couldn't ejaculate any more. He slumped into the sofa cushions, breathing heavy.

Marshe sat back on her heels and wiped her chin with the back of her hand. “That was fun."

“It sure was." He stood and pulled Marshe up from the floor.

“We should get cleaned up," she said while Rex gazed at her bare breasts.

Rex took her in his arms and drew the vixen in for a deep sensual kiss while he fondled a breast and ass cheek.

“Thanks for tonight," he said after their kiss.

“You're welcome," Marshe said, “And thank you for the same. I loved having you suck my tits and letting me get off on you."

“I'm looking forward to doing that again," Rex said.

“So am I," she said with a smile. “But we need to clean ourselves up and air out this room. It smells like pussy in here."

“I love smelling your pussy," Rex said.

“I don't want Arthur putting two and two together," she said.

“Are you going to tell him about us?"

“When the time is right," Marshe said with a nod. “I'll tell him everything. But for now, we'll keep our activities to ourselves.

“Okay."

“He's aware of our flirting," she said. “He's mentioned it a few times. I asked Arthur if it bothered him and he told me it didn't. I even told him that you had an erection once during a flirt session and he wasn't bothered. With him going off to college next year, Arthur's told me a few times that I need to find someone I can spend time with instead of sitting in this house alone."

“He asked me a couple times if I found you attractive," Rex said.

“What did you say?"

“Yes, of course."

“You think he might be trying to set us up?"

“It's possible."

“I need to get a more direct answer out of him." Marshe smiled. “I hope that he doesn't mind if they guy I want to spend time with is you."

“So do I but I don't want to rub it in his face while he's still here."

The vixen nodded. “I was thinking the same thing. Discrete and infrequent to test the waters. That is, if he's okay with us getting together."

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