FSE

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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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“C’moooon, you don’t know what you’re missing” Faye begged, again, just as she had done nearly every single time she got her vixen friend alone. It had been the same thing constantly, for the past two years since Kyla had started working at the same company as the short lesbian lynx. In fact, her introduction to Kyla was by telling the tall, attractive vixen that she’d come out of the dresser drawer instead of the closet due to her height. Faye was a short, punk looking lynx, with dyed teal and purple spiked hair. She was cute in a pixyish kind of way, the tufted ears, the fluffy cheeks and even the teal and violet heterochromia eyes. She was also very abundantly lesbian, perhaps even a little butch despite her small frame; but stopped shy of driving a Subaru Outback and wearing plaid all the time. Faye did own a couple plaid shirts mind you, but she also wore other clothing that was sometimes very feminine as well. Perhaps it was the somewhat goth punk look she always had which stopped her from looking overly manly, but it was rather impossible not to see she avoided penises like billionaires avoided paying taxes.

“Bitch, you know I’m still happily married” Kyla sighed and rolled her eyes at the smaller feline. Kyla was admittedly a stunning vixen, looking fairly similar to another infamous poker playing vixen that had all the young men’s hearts throbbing…among other body parts. She was easily a head taller than Faye, which unfortunately put her ample bosom right in the line of sight of the shorter lynx, not that the short feline minded it in the slightest. It also didn’t help that Kyla had a naturally flirty personality, which while it and her looks really gave her an edge in sales, they did not help in dissuading her lesbian friend from hitting on her incessantly. Though admittedly, a part of Kyla was flattered and did perhaps enjoy the attention, not that she would ever admit that to Faye as that would only encourage her. This was perhaps the only reason she even let it continue for so long. Faye, however, just could never seem to wrap her head around the fact that even though the gorgeous vixen looked and flirted like a pornstar, she was surprisingly monogamous and faithful to her husband, despite her best efforts to get Kyla to stray.

“He doesn’t have to know, hell…he can even watch while I wear your thighs as earmuffs and make you squirm while calling out my name…” Faye persisted with a devilish grin. She even not so subtly began to lick the bottom of the little yoghurt container she was eating as a morning snack while on the first break of their day, putting her freakishly long tongue to good use. It must have been doing the trick too as Kyla was watching with more than a little interest at her display this time, which caused the lynx to grin as she apparently had been correct in thinking she detected a familiar scent lingering about her friend that morning.

“You know what, fine…but on one condition” The blond bombshell paused eating her Greek salad to give a sly grin back at the surprised but eager feline. Kyla slowly leaned in close, across the table they were currently sat at in their office canteen, so no one else around could hear her speak.

“What, anything. I’ll do anything to get between those glorious thighs and wear them as earmuffs, just name your price!” Faye offered with a broad grin, almost bouncing on the spot in excitement.

“You let my husband fuck you” Kyla turned to stare directly at Faye, letting her radiant smile spread across her soft lips as she met the felines eyes. She knew her friend was in no way attracted to men, so surely such a notion would be a deal breaker for her and possibly put an end to her constant nagging finally.

“Okay, sure” Faye replied without missing a beat.

“Wait, what?” The vixen blinked in surprise. Faye had replied far too fast for her to not have thought about such an eventuality before. Just like her friend had never been interested in men, Kyla had never been even slightly curious about women. She had always used her marriage to Damian as a shield to rebuff the feisty little Lynx’s advances, but now that she had agreed to let her husband fuck her, suddenly that was no longer an option. “Oh…uh…I’ll have to ask him first then…” she stammered in surprise.

“Already on it, hot stuff!” Faye grinned as she typed away on her phone. Wait, that wasn’t Faye’s phone, it was hers! The feline proudly held out the vixen’s phone for her to read the message “she” had apparently just sent Damian.

“Hey, wanna fuck a lesbian? You do her and she does me?” Faye had typed out to the vixen’s husband.

“If you mean that funky short one that wants to eat you like a boxed lunch, then heck yeah!” Damian had replied almost immediately, along with a few rather obvious emoji’s after, consisting of an eggplant, peach and raindrops.

“Well shit…” Kyla huffed; she had been snookered at her own game. Now there was no way for her to pretend like her husband wasn’t game for the idea. All she could do was watch as Faye eagerly arranged the details with her husband, with the long weekend coming up, it was sure to happen far sooner than she had expected.

“This fourth of July is going to go off with a bang! First time I’ll have a wiener to celebrate” the lynx teased with a grin, finally handing Kyla her phone back. Sure enough, she and Damian had quickly come to an agreement on the date and time.

The rest of the week dragged by slowly, until Friday finally came. Kyla had been trying desperately to think of a way to scuttle the weekends plans Faye had for her and her husband, but even showing the lynx just how well endowed her husband was did nothing to dissuade her. Faye had merely shrugged her shoulders before looking from the unsolicited dick pick to let her eyes travel along the vixens body before uttering “totally worth it.”

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The weekend finally came, the plan was for Faye to only arrive at Kyla’s place later that evening as she and Damian planned on spending the day with family having a fourth of July barbeque. They would make an excuse to leave early as they were going to enjoy some “fireworks” with a friend during the evening, only these fireworks came in the form of a short spunky vagetarian lynx.

While Kyla was all sorts of nervous about having to perform and let Faye have at her, Damian was rather excited about it. It wasn’t the fact that he was given permission to sleep with another woman even, he never would have considered it otherwise and it usually didn’t even entice him. What really excited him was the fact that Faye, a confirmed and thoroughly vetted lesbian, was willing to let him dick her down in order just to sample his gorgeous wife. He would likely be the only dick she would ever experience in her entire life, she was basically a goddamn unicorn in this day and age. A woman in her late twenties, or early thirties, he wasn’t exactly sure how old she was, but a real woman who had been untouched by any man before.

Eventually day turned into dusk, then dusk into night, which found Kyla and Damian back home and waiting patiently for the knock at the door. Sure enough, right on time, there came a firm rapping of knuckles against their front door. To her surprise, Faye was not met by Kyla, but rather a grinning Damian as he stared down at her.

“Figures, gotta get past the dick first…” Faye mumbled as she rolled her eyes at the large grinning German Shepherd.

“Don’t worry, kitten. I’ll make sure you remember tonight for all the right reasons” he shot back with a cocky and perhaps even smug laugh. Damian stepped aside and ushered the lynx inside as he looked her over. Even if it was the first time meeting her, there was no doubting her sexual preferences. Faye was dressed in heavy black military styled boots, with thigh high striped stockings beneath a rather skimpy purple dress. She finished off her outfit by wearing a black leather jacket and a backwards Steelers cap. Her dress was so skimpy and thing that Damian could easily see her perked and very obviously pierced nipples through it, even though it wasn’t a particularly cold evening. Though it wasn’t that surprising, his nose twitched when he caught the telling scent of the obviously excited feline as she walked past him and into their living room.

“Where’s my goddess?” Faye asked as she looked around, seeing no sign of the vixen.

“She’s upstairs getting ready and having a shower. The barbeque got a little smoky…and…hey, where do you think you’re going?” Damian sighed and reached out to grab Faye by the shoulder as the lynx made for the stairs, obviously intent on joining Kyla in the shower.

“What, no pregame show?” she turned back to ask cheekily.

“If that’s what you want, we can start while we wait for Kyla to finish getting ready” he offered with a knowing grin. When he saw the lynx wrinkle her nose at him, Damian pressed on with “the sooner we get my part in all this done, the sooner you get to your reward…”

“Ugh, fine…” she relented with a sigh after a moments thought. The lynx stepped down off the stairs and moved back into the living room, her cap and small handbag were tossed onto the coffee table before she let herself be guided and moved around. Damian gently took her by the shoulders as he guided her to her knees in the middle of the open area before the large television, there was some arbitrary show on in the background with an annoying laugh track which seemed to be perfectly in time with Faye’s impending embarrassment too.

“Have you ever sucked dick before?” Damian asked curiously of the lynx kneeling before him. Though he suspected he already knew the answer, he couldn’t help but want to hear it direct from the proverbial horse’s mouth.

“No, not even a fake one” Faye replied while wrinkling her nose at the sight of the erect German Shepherd cock before her, after Damian fished his eager length free from the tight confines of his pants. Sure, she had seen the pictures of it on Kyla’s phone, but seeing it up close and personal was a different kettle of fish entirely. Faye swallowed hard as she almost began to regret her bravado and careless acceptance of the terms to get what she wanted from the vixen.

“Shit, I guess this means we’re really going to do this then?” Kyla asked as she appeared at the foot of the stairs, dressed in a skimpy red floral kimono which just heightened her beauty. Even without makeup and her hair done up in a loose bun, Faye couldn’t help but think her friend was the most drop-dead gorgeous woman she had ever laid her eyes upon.

“You know, we could just skip all this nonsense and get down to me feasting on you like the ambrosia you are, right?” the lynx asked hopefully as she watched Kyla move over and take a seat beside them to watch the action.

“Nuh uh, you know the deal, kitty” Kyla chimed in from her seat beside them, where she prepared to watch the show, with her legs tucked up beside her on the seat and her head resting in her right hand. As soon as Faye showed signs of reluctance, the devilish vixen subtly tugged the hem of her short kimono up a little to bare more thigh to her, which immediately got a reaction from the lynx. “Besides, I want you to experience him for yourself, then maybe you’d understand why I am so faithful to that handsome man standing before you. If anyone can turn you straight, he can…”

“You’re lucky that you’re so fucking hot, bitch” Faye shot back with a glare at the grinning vixen. She stared hard at Kyla; this was the most she had ever seen of the vixen’s body and what she could already see was far better than even in her wildest dreams. The sight before her was more addictive than the purest crack to the thirsty lesbian lynx, and just like anyone with a crippling addiction, she was willing to do anything to get another fix of her favourite drug.

“I personally guarantee she is worth every minute of what you’re about to go through” the German Shepherd reassured the short feline, while grasping his length and wiggling it invitingly at her. “But first, let’s see what I am working with here.”

“You’re just saying that because you want to put your dick in me” the lynx replied with a roll of her eyes up at the mutt. She was clearly trying to stall now, the longer she stared at Damian’s dick, the more intimidating it became.

“Well, maybe” he replied with a grin and soon a groan when the lesbian feline finally sunk her maw down onto his achingly hard cock without warning. She clearly just wanted to get this over with and realized her stalling was just making her wait even longer to get at Kyla, so she went in for the kill, fully intending to finish him off as quickly as possible. As expected, it was probably the worst blowjob Damian had ever gotten, but it was also the most exciting. Faye had no clue how to handle his pecker, she didn’t provide enough suction, and her teeth were constantly scraping against his sensitive flesh. But even still, Damian had never been so hard or excited in his entire life. He was being sucked off by his wife’s gay best friend, with both of their approval! Hell, Kyla even had a strange sort of grin on her face as she watched the short feline try deepthroat her husband unsuccessfully. No doubt his wife was just enjoying seeing the cocky little feline struggle, despite all her brash bravado earlier in the week.

“I suppose offering you a few pointers on how to properly suck dick would be a wasted effort, huh?” Damian eventually asked, curiously Faye actually looked a little crestfallen at his question. Perhaps she had thought she was doing a good job, or at least good enough to make him cum in her mouth so he wouldn’t have to soil the rest of her before she got what she wanted. But apparently, she was nowhere near as good as she thought she was, when she looked up to meet Damian’s gaze, he actually had the gall to look almost bored with her dick sucking.

“Let’s see if I eat cunt better than you suck dick” The German Shepherd offered next, pointing at the low coffee table behind Faye. “Lay back for me, would you?” he directed. Almost reluctantly she did as told, with surprisingly little resistance and even only a few muttered curses.

“I hope you’re enjoying this, because I sure as fuck am not” Faye grumbled over at a smirking Kyla sitting barely a few feet away from her as she lay down on the table, after kicking off her heavy black boots and shrugging out of her oversized black leather jacket. Her Steelers cap was also carelessly tossed over to join the pile of her clothing as well, leaving the short feline in nothing but her skimpy purple dress and her striped stockings.

“Just you wait, if my man doesn’t make you cum in five minutes, I’ll let you skip ahead to the main course” Kyla responded, along with a gentle tug to the front of her Kimono, which exposed a generous helping of her cleavage in order to entice the lesbian lynx.

“Deal!” Faye almost shouted in response, goddamn she wanted to slobber all over Kyla’s sweater puppies so fucking bad. She would motorboat the vixen so hard, she’d have to change her name to Skipper after tonight!

“No panties, huh? Did you come prepared just for little old me?” Damian teased as he shuffled Faye’s dress up about her waist to expose her crotch. The little feline had gone commando, she had even shaved her purple pubic fur into a little heart shape for this special occasion.

“Fuck off, dick swinger. I never wear panties, just ask your wife” Faye replied with a smug grin and wink over at the vixen.

“It’s true, I’ve seen more of Faye’s pussy than her OBGYN and her past girlfriends combined” Kyla confirmed with a shake of her head as she remembered all the times Faye accidentally dropped something around her, which required the short feline to bend over and pick it up. Faye didn’t even care that she was flashing everyone else around them as well, so long as Kyla got an eyeful.

“One day you were gonna take the bait…woah, hey!” Her next tease was interrupted by Faye suddenly finding her rump lifted from the coffee table as Damian spread her striped stocking clad thighs and rested them over his shoulders. “Dude, no! That’s disgusting!” she yelped when his broad, slimy tongue pushed in beneath her short stub of a tail and washed over her tail hole, before he slowly drug it up across her cute little slit.

Damian would not be deterred by her response to his impromptu rimjob however; he simply did it again, just to make Faye tremble in disgust as he rimmed her tiny little pink pucker before moving up to focus his attention on her slit. Faye tried not to make eye contact with him, instead she just glared daggers over at a very clearly amused Kyla, while she tried to ignore the pleasure that a filthy cock wrangler was giving her. It wouldn’t have been so bad if he was terrible at eating pussy, but why the fuck was he better than most of her past girlfriends had been at it? Faye had to grind her teeth together to stop herself from huffing out or groaning, even her abdominal muscles were starting to burn with how hard she was flexing and tensing them while forcing herself not to squirm. Fucking Kyla…she wasn’t joking, sadly. Damian was fucking good at eating cunt, but she just needed to hold out for a few more seconds. Wait, there were still three minutes left on the clock? Fuuuuuck!

“You lose, kitten” Faye heard Kyla laugh out, her eyes slowly opened and struggled to focus on the grinning vixen. She didn’t even know she had closed her eyes, or that she had handfuls of Damian’s hair gripped between her tightly clenched fists either. There was no denying that the asshole had made her cum, not only that, the fucker had goddamn made her squirt! She could see how damp his shirt, chin and throat were now. Also, was his thumb in her ass? She didn’t like receiving anal, so there was absolutely no way that that had made her explode so hard, surely?

“Can you stand?” Damian asked as he got to his feet and looked down at the still trembling lynx.

“Of course I can, that was noth….fuck…” Faye grunted as she rolled off the table and expected to catch herself and stand. But her legs just gave out beneath her, which caused her to land on her hands and knees instead. What the shit had Damian done to her? She had never cum so hard before that she couldn’t fucking walk after! Fucking hell, even her little pussy was still tingling and twitching with an uncomfortable warmth. She wanted so badly to touch and rub herself, but she knew that would only make the pocket rocket jocks ego grow ten sizes if she did. Worst of all, she was almost tempted to climb back up onto the table and ask him for more…God, could he actually get her to the point of having to turn in her registered lesbian membership card?

“If you can crawl to me, you can have a reward…while Damian has his reward as well” Kyla’s words were like a siren song, beckoning the tired lynx to keep moving. The vixen was now sitting at the edge of her seat with her thighs parted, the front of her Kimono was lifted, but not enough to reveal the real treasure Faye was after. There was an annoyingly well-placed shadow which hid the last few inches of vixen flesh she so desperately wanted to see.

“Your pussy is mine…” Faye growled with determination as she slowly and awkwardly crawled on all fours the few feet over to where Kyla was. This time, the vixen didn’t try stop her when Faye’s hands came to rest on her inner thighs, Faye slowly pushed the hem of the Kimono up and out the way, finally revealing her friend’s perfect little pink pussy. Now was usually when her alarm woke her up and ruined the dream, but this time, it was not a dream and soon she felt and tasted the vixen for real for the first time. Kyla huffed hotly and shifted in her seat as Faye began to lick, kiss and suckle between her thighs as if she were starving and Kyla’s cunt was the most delicious meal ever. Vaguely in the back of her mind, Faye knew what and who she was competing against now. She didn’t know how her oral talents would compare to Damian’s, but she was sure as shit going to try prove that she was the number one cunt eater in their house tonight.

It was perfect, everything she had dreamed of and more, until it wasn’t. In her eagerness to get her head between Kyla’s thighs, Faye had completely forgotten about Damian. It wasn’t until she felt fingers rubbing under her tail at her asshole that she suddenly remembered he was even in the room. At first, she ignored his curious touches, thinking he was just being a pervert and playing with her ass while she was distracted by his wife. But when he began to push a finger or two past the tightly clenched pucker hidden between her pert buttocks, she realized he meant business, the bastard was preparing her for a butt-fucking!

“Wait, I never agreed to let him fuck me up the ass!” Faye growled when Damian moved around to kneel behind her. His slick stiffness tapped down between her firm spotted buttocks before he lewdly ground the underside of his thick cock over her now well slicked and prepared tiny pink pucker. Faye remembered how that disgusting length of fat throbbing flesh had stretched her jaw, so she was less than willing and eager to let him stick it under her tail, into even tighter confines.

“Yes, you did, you agreed to let him fuck all your holes just for a taste of me” Kyla responded knowingly. “You got your taste of me, now he gets to fuck your holes” the vixen stated matter-of-factly while she affectionately rubbed and pet at the felines tufted ears, before she guided Faye’s muzzle back down between her thighs.

“Yep, and right now, I want to fuck this cute little kitty hole” Damian teased as he gently rubbed the pad of his thumb around her little tightly clenched star.

“No…I don’t do anal…” Faye grit her teeth and growled low, her words muffled thanks to having her snout buried in vixen snatch at that moment. Still, the lynx stared pleadingly up at the beautiful vixen staring down at her, hoping for some small measure of mercy.

“I’ll let you do my ass later…I know you enjoy that. You did tell me how you loved ploughing your ex’s behind and making her beg, didn’t you?” Kyla offered with an enticing smile. Faye had not expected such an offer from her best friend; in truth she had not expected the pretty vixen to be one to even consider such things ever with how she had wrinkled her nose when Faye had told her all those dirty things. But now, she was actively offering her own behind if her husband could claim Faye’s own anal cherry? Despite her fondness for breaking in other bitches backdoors, Faye had never let anyone do the same to her, she wasn’t a bottom bitch. Hell, she didn’t even like getting rimmed.

“Fine…” Faye agreed reluctantly, she knew she would never get an offer like this again. This was her one and only chance to do to Kyla what she had been dreaming of, ever since she had first met the vixen and seen that shapely peach of an ass she sported in those tight skirts that drove men and women wild. She wanted every piece of Kyla she could get, even if it meant sacrificing something she never thought she would have to, so be it.

“Don’t worry, he’ll be gentle and I bet by the end of tonight you’ll probably enjoy it as much as I do” Kyla cooed softly down to Faye, while she gently stroked her fingers through the lynx’s spiked purple and teal hair. Faye’s mind was swirling, had Kyla just admitted that she enjoyed anal? Her perfect angel vixen was actually a dirty little butt slut? That train of thought was quickly derailed however, Damian had started invading her southern border. She knew a thing or two about fucking butt, thankfully it seemed that the big dumb phallus flinger did as well. Faye had expected him to just ram himself in balls deep, but thankfully that wasn’t the case. Worryingly he didn’t seem to be in any sort of a rush to fuck her butt either, but then that did at least mean she would get to spend more time between his wife’s thighs.

Damian slowly and gradually worked himself into the small spotted felines posterior, barely half an inch at a time and always while adding more and more lube. When it came to a first time, there was no such thing as too much lube. He constantly stroked, rubbed and caressed along Faye’s back, both to soothe her, but also feeling her muscles tense when things got a bit much so he could immediately back off. By the time he was only halfway in, Faye had managed to get Kyla off at least once, probably twice and was still eagerly going. At the very least, it did seem to be a suitable transaction for the lynx, the few times she had raised her head to grin up at the panting Kyla, her chin and in fact her entire muzzle had been very obviously wet.

At least making Kyla cum was proving to be enough of a distraction that Faye eventually got used to what Damian was doing under her tail and began to relax. Once she did, he was able to make headway faster and soon had his knot resting between her buttocks. She had officially taken her first dick all the way to the knot! A few moments later and she was even subconsciously wriggling back against him, thankfully her face was buried beneath Kyla’s Kimono so she wouldn’t see the knowing smirk the married couple shared when Damian silently pointed it out to his wife with a nod down at the lynx behind rolling and grind back onto his cock. He wasn’t even moving anymore; the big dog was just kneeling motionless behind Faye as she worked her hips and behind to almost ride his cock now. Even her little stub of a tail was raised and flicking side to side as she worked his length in and out of herself.

“Did you just cum?” Kyla asked as she gently lifted Faye’s soaked face from between her thighs. Though the lynx tried to shake her head no, the look in her eyes and the soft pant were very telling. Kyla knew better than to press it though, she and Damian had already bruised the little lesbian’s ego enough tonight without pointing out that she had just been brought to climax with a real dick in her ass. “I think she’s earned her reward, don’t you?” the vixen looked up at her husband.

“I think so, she’s a real trooper” Damian agreed and began to slowly withdraw his length from under Faye’s tail. All the while he soothingly rubbed and stroked along her back, helping the lynx relax. Though he couldn’t help but grin a little at the almost disappointed sound Faye made when his length finally slipped free of her behind, nor the cute little tail wiggle after.

“You two wait here while I got get the strap for Faye” Kyla offered cheerfully, before extracting herself from beneath Faye and heading back up the stairs to their bedroom. While she was upstairs, Faye sat silently in the warm spot she had left behind, strangely though, the lynx couldn’t seem to stop herself from staring at Damian’s still exposed and hard cock as it glistened beneath the overhead lights.

“Are you okay, Faye?” He eventually asked after a long and very awkward silence. She must have been lost in thought with how she jumped at suddenly hearing his voice.

“Oh, uh…y…yeah…just…” Faye stammered, her eyes briefly lifting to meet Damian’s gaze, along with a very obvious blush about her cheeks and ears. “I wasn’t expecting…that…” she mumbled with a nod down at his junk.

“You weren’t expecting me to fuck you in the ass?” the German Shepherd asked curiously, his head canting to one side in typical canine fashion.

“No, well I mean yes, but also no…I mean…I didn’t expect it to feel so good…” the confused lesbian lynx tried to explain. “Sure as fuck didn’t think I’d climax from it…from a real dick…in my ass…” she said with a frown. At least she didn’t seem angry or upset about it, Damian thought. If anything, she just seemed confused and possibly a little interested, or at the very least, less resistant to him fucking her now.

“I’m back!” Kyla almost squealed as she bounced down the stairs while waving a very real looking fake cock in her left hand with a red leather harness in her right.

“Why do you even have that thing?” Faye suddenly thought to ask. Damian already had a dick and as far as she knew, these two didn’t stray from one another.

“It’s for me” Damian offered with a grin, which completely caught the small lynx by surprise.

“What the fuck? You’re shitting me…” Faye blurted out as she looked back and forth between the grinning couple.

“Hey, I wouldn’t do anything to Kyla…or you…that I wasn’t willing to do myself” Damian offered with a nod of affirmation. The lesbian lynx’s mind was reeling, not only was Kyla a deviant, but it seemed her big dumb mutt of a husband was also? All this time she had thought these two were one step away from running a church, but meanwhile behind closed doors, they were having hot kinky sex?

“Shit…I think I might actually like and respect you a little now…” Faye laughed and shook her head at the grinning German Shepherd. “Might have to take turns on you two with that thing…” she continued, nodding over at the toy in the vixen’s hands.

“Maybe next time” Damian shot back, which caused Faye’s brows to raise in surprise at the implication of there being a next time. The big dog didn’t seem to notice her reaction however as he sat down beside her on the sofa and slumped down a little, his cock jutting invitingly from his crotch while he patted his lap invitingly for his wife.

“Here, I know you know what to do with one of these” Kyla offered as she dropped the toy and harness into Faye’s lap. For a moment, the lynx was mesmerized into immobility as she watched the vixen climb into and straddle her husband’s lap. The soft sigh as she sunk herself down onto his turgid length was the most erotic sound she had ever heard. “Are you going to join us, or just sit there and watch?” Kyla suddenly asked, snapping Faye out of her fugue of watching the vixen bounce and grind herself down on her husband’s thick cock.

“Your ass is mine, hot stuff!” Faye replied with a grin. Indeed, she did know how to handle a strap, in no time at all she had it clipped in place and had adjusted it to her size. She couldn’t help but notice something while she was lubing the toy up though, it felt and looked oddly familiar. “Wait, is this a copy of his dick?” the lynx asked as she looked down from the glistening toy in her hand and compared it to the thick red length her friend was currently bouncing on.

“Yeah, it’s a clone-a-dick” Damian replied back rather proudly.

“Jesus Christ…you two…” Faye sighed and rolled her eyes at the smirking couple. It wasn’t just the fact that even Kyla’s sex toys were modelled after her husband, but the fact she now knew he took as well as he gave just meant he was fucking himself. Though, for a brief moment, Faye wondered what it would be like having both Kyla and Damian fuck her at the same time…no, never! That was just too much dick involved, and she was here for one thing and one thing only!

Just like Damian, Faye knew her way around entering a backdoor or two as well. As such, she took her time in preparing Kyla for what was to come. Though admittedly she knew she didn’t need to be as thorough as she was being, but how often would she get the chance to play with the vixen’s perfect peach behind? Especially when Kyla began to huff and pant while Faye pumped her fingers in and out beneath her willingly raised and bushy tail, while her other hand shamelessly groped at those magnificent tits.

Faye couldn’t help but grin at the odd feeling of wearing thigh high stockings and having her purple dress bunched up around her waist, along with a thick angry red cock jutting out from her crotch. While she wasn’t as stacked up top like Kyla was, she did still have a decent handful of titflesh herself. So couldn’t shake the image of herself being one of those Thai ladyboys she often saw on the internet as she gripped her fake cock and lined herself up with the vixen’s now prepared tail hole. Kyla was definitely not new to this as unlike Faye, the vixen easily took the replica of Damian’s dick under her tail. The sounds the vixen made however were delicious, they were so erotic and exciting that Faye swore if she recorded them and played them on loop for a couple of minutes, she would cum from just that sound alone. Even though it wasn’t the first time she was fucking another woman with a strapon, this was by far the most intense. With her face buried into Kyla’s golden locks and the scent of her shampoo filling her nose, Faye squashed her breasts against her friends back while her hips began to undulate against the vixen’s perfect posterior.

Even though Faye knew for a fact that Kyla had already cum at least three times recently, the vixen still seemed to be rather worked up. The way she writhed and squirmed between her two lovers as she was filled front and back would have put the worlds more flexible snake to shame, but Faye loved every second of it. Especially when the vixen finally hit her next peak, the way her muscles tensed, and she began to jitter and jerk with every motion of the lynx’s hips was perfect bliss.

“Keep on going” Damian called up to her with a knowing grin which made Faye frown in confusion. “Trust me…” he continued with an encouraging wink.

“Bastard…no…” Kyla whimpered, almost begged. God, she sounded so fucking hot pleading in that tone of voice, how could Faye not listen to her husband’s suggestion? Thankfully she did as soon she heard more of that voice, the way Kyla moaned and pleaded for them to stop, but she didn’t really want them to. Faye knew that tone all too well, when the pleasure was just so damned good that you couldn’t stand it any longer, but at the same time you wanted more. Kyla was trapped in an unending vicious circle of pure pleasure, and she was unable to get off the ride until her husband or Faye let her.

“Okay, I think she’s had enough now” Damian eventually said when he noticed his wife’s eyes almost rolling into the back of her skull with pleasure. She was barely conscious now, even her speech was nothing but gibberish punctuated with grunts and moans.

“Goddamn that was hot…” Faye panted as she gently extracted herself from Kyla’s behind, finishing off with a tender kiss to the vixen’s shoulder.

“Why don’t you lay back down on the table for me, I’ll sit her on your face so you can clean her up?” Damian offered with a suspicious grin.

“Eew, no…” Faye replied with a wrinkled nose at the idea. Not of eating out the vixen again, she could never be disgusted by that, but she had no desire now to taste Damian’s cum.

“Oh relax, I haven’t finished yet. Even if I had, you’d have to pretty much get your tongue into her womb to taste me” the German Shepherd laughed at the look of disgust on the small felines face.

“Oh, well in that case, professional pussy purifying person reporting for duty!” Faye said with a mock salute. The little lynx eagerly lay back down on the coffee table, just as she had done the last time. This time however, she was actually looking forward to what was about to happen. True to his word, Damian easily carried his cum drunk wife over to Faye and settled her down over the felines muzzle. Faye quickly grasped about Kyla’s shapely thighs to help steady her, but also to pull that sweet little honeypot back down to her lips so she could feast. True to his word, Damian hadn’t busted inside his wife and thankfully all that gooey goodness was nothing but pure vixen.

Again, Faye felt her legs being lifted and spread, only this time she couldn’t look down past Kyla to see what was happening, at least not until it happened. “Jesus!” the lynx mewled against the vixen’s inner thigh when a hot, thick length began to split her anew. This time the damned dog was claiming her cunt, he hadn’t even bothered to remove the strapon from about her hips either, so every time he bucked into her a little, that damned fake cock slapped against her taut belly with a mocking fleshy slap. How could such a perfect gay moment of feasting on the most delicious pussy be ruined by a goddamn heteronormie cock container shoving his thick prick into her?

Unfortunately, it didn’t even feel all that bad, it actually felt kinda…good. Faye tried to convince herself it only felt this way because she was so worked up from having just fucked Kyla and now getting to feast on her again, that was the only reason that thick throbbing cock felt somewhat pleasurable inside her. It definitely wasn’t the reason she was wet enough to take it at least, that much was for damned sure. But even then…Damian was being a bastard about it as he slowly fucked her. He still seemed to be in no rush to reach his finish line, the damned dog was just languidly stirring his hips as he leisurely fucked the little lesbian pussy before him. He even reached inwards with a thumb to begin rubbing at her clit like the asshole he was. Fucking straight dudes, Jesus Christ they were annoying…

Faye tried so desperately to just focus on Kyla grinding down against her muzzle again, now that the vixen seemed to have recovered a little bit from her cum induced near coma. Damian clearly had other ideas though, he seemed intent on making her cum from some normal Bible approved hetero fucking. It was working too, despite her best efforts to the contrary. Thankfully all her groaning and panting were being muffled by the vixen’s glorious inner thighs at least, but there was no hiding the way her own thighs and hips were starting to squirm. God, she wanted him to stop, before he made her cum. But then, she also wanted him to just pick up the pace and really fuck her, just absolutely pound her hard enough to shatter the gaudy coffee table she was laid out upon. But it would never do for the self-proclaimed lesbian queen of their office to actually beg a lowly man of all things to fuck her like some run of the mill straight slut.

Damian wouldn’t give her that choice however, he knew better than to change up the pace or motions of his fucking when his partner was getting close. It worked too, even with Kyla’s own thighs clamping down around Faye’s head as she came hard, the telling groan of unbridled pleasure bursting from deep within the lynx could still be heard. Her back arched off the coffee table as she began to buck and writhe through an intense climax. Damian was rather startled by just how strong the little lynx actually was as he held onto her hips tightly so he wouldn’t slip out of her while she came for him. He could feel her inner muscles flex, grip and squeeze down around his cock in waves as the slick heat around him grew.

Faye blinked up at the bright light above her, she must have blacked out briefly. When she awoke again, she was still laid out on the coffee table with her dress hiked up about her waist and the harness and toy still in place. She could also still taste Kyla on her lips and tongue though, but there was another curiously good feeling as well, one between her thighs. She had gotten fucked, good and deep too. The lynx suddenly sat bolt upright as her hands dove between her thighs, her fingers touching at her nethers as she checked herself.

“Relax, he didn’t cum inside you” Kyla laughed as she watched Faye sit up and immediately begin inspecting herself. “He’s busy filling me right now actually” the vixen almost purred as she sat in Damian’s lap with her head resting back against his shoulder, while he smiled at Faye from behind his vixen. Kyla lovingly brushed her fingers against her husbands opposite cheek as she sat in his lap, her thighs were parted enough that Faye could very easily see that he was currently knotted inside Kyla. She could even see the slight twitches and pulses of his big fuzzy orbs below as he pumped shot after shot of his seed deep inside his wife.

As she watched Kyla being pumped full of Damian’s seed, Faye felt a strange stirring in her loins. There was also a strange emotion beginning to bubble up within her, was she actually jealous of Kyla? Did she really want to know what that felt like, to have Damian cum unprotected inside her? Fuck…did she also actually want him to just fuck her again. The more she thought about it, Faye realized that the thought of getting fucked by the big German Shepherd didn’t disgust her anymore. She wasn’t attracted to Damian, that wasn’t it. But even she couldn’t deny that he had made her cum harder than anyone else had before. It wasn’t like she wanted to date him, she just wanted to fuck him.

“Admit it…” Kyla suddenly said as she grinned knowingly at the deep in thought Faye.

“What?” Faye snapped her head up to meet the vixens gaze, her cheeks and ears flushing with colour as she blushed. It felt as if she had been caught out and that the vixen was reading her mind.

“Admit that my man made you cum and you want him to fuck you again” the vixen persisted, even managing to sound a little smug about it. “Admit you can see why I am so dedicated to him and I might let him fold you in half and fucking break you, just how you’re imagining right now” Kyle teased devilishly. Faye stared wide eyed at her friend, her gaze drifting back and forth between the vixen and her husband, both of whom were staring at her with knowing grins. They fucking knew what she was thinking, Kyla had warned her at the start. But in her hubris, Faye had doubted the vixen’s husbands skill and now she was poisoned, and he was the cure.

“I…I want him to fuck me…” Faye mumbled and stared down at her hands clasped in her lap, suddenly unable to meet their penetrating gazes.

“What was that, kitten?” Damian asked her directly, with an intense and demanding stare.

“I want you to fuck me, to break me…” the lynx replied honestly, this time without her usual cocky arrogance or bravado. She had arrived a brat, but she was going to leave a woman.