First Time
Story by Rab on SoFurry
7613-word story about an orgy. (The sex is at the end)
Thank you Skoczny and Kurroe for Beta reading and giving feedback.
The waves brush against the sand as I sit and watch, contemplating last nights 'date'. A bad dinner, a terrible car ride, and horrible sex. I cringe as I remember the rabbit's never-ending yapping about 'exploring his rabbit hole'. I rub my face in a desperate attempt to remove the thought, while that doesn't work, the screech from some kid helps.
Coming to the beach in the middle of the day probably wasn't the best way to re-examine my life. Not with so many people. Bodies of all kinds of fur, feathers and scales move about, oblivious of my annoyance of them. Parents trying to teach kids to swim, siblings making castles together, a group of friends playing volleyball all bustling about, completely unaware of me as I just sit on my towel.
I stare off to the horizon and think of what to do. I cou– “LOOK OUT." I turn to the voice just in time to get pelted with a volleyball. The ball bounces off my face leaving pain in its wake as it ball on the sand. I stand up from shock and reach to cover my face in an attempt to alleviate the pain. As I'm hunched over in agony, a lean, black wolf comes running reaching for me. “HOLY SHIT. Are you alright?" He places a hand on my shoulder, and I immediately smack it away. “WHAT DO YOU THINK?!"
I turn away and try to assess the damage to my face when a second voice comes up from behind. “Here, this will help." I turn around and see a muscular orca handing me a can of soda. “Thanks." was all I muttered as I took it from him and pressed it against my nose. “Oh, shit you're bleeding." The orca says and points to my hand, which is covered in blood. The wolf perks up, “I'LL GO ASK THE LIFEGUARD FOR BANDAGES." he yells and scampers off.
The orca turns back to me with a flushed face, “Sorry about that, he's freaking out because he's never made anyone bleed before." “It's fine. Not the first time I've broken my nose." He looks up and squints, “I don't think it's broken." That irks the shit out of me, but I calm down enough not to go off on him, “Are you a doctor?". “I'm an EMT." He responds flatly as he stands back up.
Getting a good look at him makes me rethink my attitude. He's huge standing at least at 7'. He's also ripped, with abs that you can grate cheese on, wearing only blue swimming trunks. I'm able to regain my composure after a minute and re-enter bitch mode. “Alright, 'doctor'. Is it broken?" I remove the soda and let him see it. He leans in again and after ten seconds he just says “No."
“Still hurts like hell." I put the soda back in place as he exhales in amusement. “I bet; you took a volleyball to the face." He points a finger gun at me and smiles. I can't help but feel relaxed at his demeanor and I end up cracking a smile as well. “I guess that's what I get for sitting so close."
“Nah, it's not your fault, we should have stopped when the beach started to get crowded." His comment reminds me, “Wasn't there four of you playing?" His head jerks around until he looks back at me and dips his head. “I think they went with Mark to get you bandages."
“Is Mark the wolf?" I ask and he looks back up at me. “Yeah, he's a good guy." He clears his throat and stands up, “I'm Springer." I snort at this, and he immediately shoots me a look, which only makes me let out an actual laugh. Between laughs I'm able to eke out “I'm, Mark". I sit down still laughing at Springer. “Sit down, it's fine." He looks off to where his friends left, “They'll be back with the bandages soon." “You really think a lifeguard will abandon their post for a broken nose?" He stands in silence for five seconds until he sits down in front of me.
Once I finally calm down, I look up at the crossed orca. “So… come here often?" He gives me the side eye before finally relaxing, leaning back and putting both hands on the sand behind him. “Yeah, I try to come here every weekend. I'm usually by myself, but my friends invited me." He looks back in the direction they left in; after not seeing anything, he turns back to me. “What about you, you like the beach?"
“The beach is fine; I like seafood more than I like the sea. This is the first time I've been here in like, a year."
“A year? Are you a tourist?" I do the most dramatic gasp I can muster and start waving my hand around. “How, dare you sir! I'll have you know I've lived here all my life." He chuckles and raises his hands in defense.
“Alright, alright, my bad, I'm just surprised that someone who lives here doesn't like the beach."
“I said the beach is fine, but it's not as fine as you." His head jerks back to me and I suck my lips in. We have a staring contest until I find my voice again.
“Ahh, sorry. I didn't mean to say that." I look away and I hear him let out a breath of air. “So, you don't think I'm attractive?" I'm caught off guard and stumble over my words. “I, uh, I meant that, you." He stands up and offers me a hand. “I'm kidding, let's go find my friends, they probably got lost."
I take his hand and feel his smooth skin, it's like grabbing a firm piece of rubber. “Thanks." Is all I mutter as he helps me up, I try to let go, but he keeps a firm grip on my hand. I look up to see the biggest shit eating grin in my entire life. “No problem, cutie." He then started to walk, half dragging a sputtering, red faced human holding a can of soda to his face.
After five minutes of walking, we find his three friends arguing with an otter lifeguard. It's mostly the wolf, Mark, doing the yelling while the other two watch. One is a bull, and the other is a warthog, both are far away enough to look like they're not with the wolf who's currently making a scene. “Yo, Mark. It's fine, stop yelling at the man." Springer yelled, finally letting go of my hand.
The wolf turns around and zeros in and runs to me. “Are you ok, I couldn't get the bandages, the lifeguard said he 'couldn't leave his post', can you believe that?!" He takes a deep breath after that and looks at me for confirmation. “I, uh…wow, that's awful." I agree.
“I know, it's ridiculous." He crosses his arm as the other two come over. “So, how's the nose?" the bull asks in a deep voice. I remove the thawed can to show them. “Better, Springer says it isn't broken." I don't feel any pain, so I decide to open the soda and start drinking. Immediately I spit it out, “Augh, what is this?" I look at the can again and see that it's sparkling water.
The bull, warthog and wolf burst out laughing while Springer looks disgruntled about it. “Yeah, it's awful but Springer loves that shit." The bull says. Springer throws up his hands, “Whatever, I like it." The three calm down and the bull comes over.
He reaches his hand, paw, hoof, whatever, out for a shake. “I'm Blitz." I shake his hand and respond “Mark." He lets go and the warthog waves at me and I wave back. “Call me Jim." The wolf pushes the bull out of the way and reaches out towards me. “I'm Mark, sorry about that, you know." He has a hard time looking me in the eye as I shake his hand. “It's fine, I'm also Mark."
He perks up at my name and quickly grabs my other hand. “I knew I felt a connection the moment I saw you, me hitting you with the ball must have been fate." He then swings an arm around my shoulders and starts walking away from the other three.
“Come Mark, I can show you some great places." We get about three feet before Springer gets in front of us. “Hey, what are you doing, you can't just take Mark and ditch us." He looks upset, which contrasts with Mark's almost cocky relaxed face. “I'm just trying to make up for breaking his nose, no reason to be jealous, Springer." Springer's cheeks turn rose, that's when the bull, Blitz, comes up to Springer and grabs his shoulder.
“Springer, calm down. Mark, stop antagonizing him." Mark rolls his eyes. “You know, I'm pretty hungry, how about we pack up and go find something to eat the five of us." Jim, the warthog, speaks up and everyone but Mark perks up at this. “Great idea, Jim. We shouldn't leave stuff unattended like this anyways." Springer replies and grabs my hand again, pulling me away from Mark.
Getting annoyed I pull away, grab his wrist and shove the sparkling water in his hand. “I can walk by myself." and stomp ahead of them.
I get back to my spot and find my towel still laying there. It's the only thing I brought with me, and I wouldn't be all that heartbroken if it was stolen. I was shaking out the sand when Blitz caught up to me. “Mark, sorry about those two, they're just nervous." I turn to face him and get a good look at him. He's brown with nubs for horns. Wearing only black swimming trunks. He's also taller than me, probably 6 '8 and just as ripped as Springer.
“Nervous?" Is all I say as I fold the towel. For a second the bull's face loses all composure, but he quickly regains his calm expression. “Yeah, they injured you and are trying to make it up." I feel like there's more he's not telling me, but I've decided to ignore.
I exhale and tuck the towel under my arm. “It's fine, tell them not to worry about it." I try to walk away but Blitz quickly interjects. “Are you alright? I saw you sitting there before the ball hit you and you looked pretty upset." That catches me off guard and it takes me a good second before I give my weak response of “It's complicated."
Blitz smiles and walks up to me, but he doesn't touch me. “I know that we just met, but it seems like you need someone to talk to and I would be glad to hear you out." I look at the bull's face and see a genuine concern for my well-being, something I haven't felt from someone in a long time.
“We can talk in my car." Is all I mumble out as I walk away. I hear, “Let me tell the others." He catches up to me as I get to the parking lot. I throw the towel into the back and sit in the driver's seat as Blitz gets into the passenger side.
I don't know where to start and we sit in silence for an eternity. Blitz is the one that speaks up, his voice sounds intentionally deeper and calmer than before. “How was your day, Mark?" From there it spirals.
I tell him about everything, from my high school sweetheart cheating on me, through telling my parents I'm gay, to my strings of one-nightstands. He asks all the right questions, the entire time I hear no judgment in his voice. I finally got to the point of me coming to the beach.
“I just wanted to forget, but coming here only made it worse, I didn't even finish my thought before I got hit." I vent as I stare out the window. “When we left, how was Springer?" Blitz asks.
“He…was fine, we talked and even told some jokes." I look ahead, not wanting to tell him everything, but he seems to catch on. “Is that all you two did?" It sounded like he knew the answer already, but I told him. “We flirted a bit."
“Mmm, then you two found us. Tell me, why did you get so upset at Springer grabbing your hand?" I didn't say anything, and he took it as a sign to share his thoughts. “I think you got upset because you didn't like how we were controlling the situation." Him saying it out loud was like a weight lifted off my shoulders.
For the first time since getting in the car I look at him. “You four seem nice, it's just, I don't know. I just met you and you're asking me to go eat with you." He nods. “I know it seems like a bit much, but maybe it would be good to get out of your comfort zone and make new friends." I turned away to think about it, but I already knew what I wanted to do.
I sigh and get out of the car, “Alright, is the dinner invitation still available?" Blitz smiles and gets out of the car, “It's always available."
After getting changed, we head towards the pier which is just as congested as the beach, buildings and stalls line sides as people walk between them. Blitz led me to what looks like an apartment building that had the bottom wall knocked down, I can even see exposed support columns.
Despite the lack of walls, the interior is very well decorated. The walls that are still standing are made of wood and are either adorned with paintings of the ocean or pictures of guests. There's a bar with a cat manning it in the center with a circular table around it. The bar has intricate ring-chain carvings in the sides.
As Blitz leads me to the hostess, we can see Springer, Mark and Jim sitting at one of the tables near the front, they changed clothes and are wearing polos and shorts. The human hostess sees us approach and greets us. “Hello, welcome to the Salt Water, will it just be you two dining with us today." Blitz points to his friends, “We're actually with them." The hostess follows his finger to the group and grabs two menus. “No problem, follow me." We do and the other three greet us.
“Hey, glad you joined us, we just ordered." Jim greets Blitz, and I sit down and look at the menu. Well, I look at the menu, Blitz tells the hostess that he already knows what he wants. Mark and Springer have nervous looks on their faces and struggle to make eye contact. After looking at the menu for a minute I hear Mark clear his throat, so I look up at him.
“Mark, I wanted to apologize for making you uncomfortable." Springer quickly follows, “Me too, we di-." At this point I burst out laughing, shocking the whole table. Once I calm down, I explain, “What the hell are you apologizing for? We're not children." Springer and Mark look at me, while Jim starts to chuckle. Springer's cheeks are red and if Mark wasn't covered in black fur, I bet his would be too.
“You seemed really upset and we thought we did something". Mark sputters out. “It's fine, maybe don't be so grabby with me, is all." Mark definitely blushes at that and looks away, while Springer joins in with Jim and lets out a chuckle. A waitress comes out with drinks and sets them in front of the three that got here first and then takes Blitz and I order.
“So, Mark. What do you think of the place?" Jim asks, and before I respond we hear, “What the hell are you talking about, we've been here a hundred times?" Jim looks at Mark with the most dead-pan stare he can muster. “I'm talking to the other Mark, dumbass." Mark looks at me, lets out an “oh" and looks down at the table.
“It's nice, I like the overall Scandinavian decor the place has, it creates a unique atmosphere that most coastal restaurants don't have. Although, the paintings don't depict Scandinavian or any northern European coasts, which negatively affects…
I go on for a solid ten minutes, explaining what I thought in great detail. Before I can finish explaining the difference between the Borre style and Mammen style the bar is clearly trying to replicate, our food is placed in front of us. I give a soft thanks to the waiter and about to get back into it, but Springer talks up first.
“Ahh, Mark, what do you do for a living!"
“I'm an interior decorator." Mark and Jim bark at this and I pretend to ignore them.
“Don't laugh Mark, you could use his skills." Blitz jokes.
“What's that supposed to mean?" Mark glares at Blitz
“I've been in your apartment before, and it can use a professional touch." The table lets out a chuckle and I find myself laughing as well.
The rest of the diner only gets better. I learn about the four of them, how they all met and what they do. I even find myself opening up to them and sharing bits of my life. Eventually, the bill comes, and I offer to pay for it.
“What, no. We invited you, so we'll pay for it." Jim grabs the check and makes a big show of putting a card in the booklet and handing it to the waiter. “My, what a big card you have." I joke, but it seems to go over Jims's head. Mark groans as Jim perks up. “I'm glad you noticed, it's a company card I got with my raise."
He eyes me and leans in a bit, “You know, if you think the card is big, I can show you something bigger." He winks at me, and I give him a blank stare in return. I smirk and respond, “I doubt it". Springer chokes on his drink as Blitz and Mark whip their heads to me.
After a minute all of us, Jim included, started to laugh.
Once the dinner is paid for, we leave the restaurant and are greeted by a blazing sun. All of us try to cover our eyes and we make our way to the side of the building so we're out of the traffic. “So, Mark. Are you glad you came to dinner with us?" Springer asks.
“Yeah, I had fun. I'm glad Mark hit me in the face." We all laugh at Mark's expense and Blitz pulls out his phone. “We should do this again, if you wouldn't mind, I can give you my number." I pull mine out and walk up to Blitz. “Yeah, actually can I get all of your numbers?" They all perk up and quickly get out their phones.
Once we're done, they all look between each other with awkward looks on their faces, like they don't know what to say. It's funny to see four well-built beast men look nervous. With all four of them standing in front of me I can compare them easier.
Springer is the most well-built and the tallest. Blitz is in second on the hunk and tallness scale. He's also the winner for the cutest, something about his numbs for horns and soft personality. I finally got a good look at Jim.
He's the least fit of the four, with a bit of a potbelly but his arms are huge. His curved tusks are small, but the tips look pretty sharp. He's also got a black beard and clashes with his typical gray fur; I wonder if he dyes it? Finally, the smallest, Mark. Black fur and a lean build. Although, when the five of us are together, I'm the smallest. Even Mark is a head taller than me.
They still haven't said anything, and I have my own question that's burning me. “Are all four of you trying to sleep with me?" They look at me and sputter, it's Blitz that finally gets a word out. “Uh, what?"
“All four of you have been hitting on me all night, you've all also been trying to impress me in some way. Are you like, in a poly-relation or something?"
“I-it's not a relation, we just sleep tog-UGG.'' Jim elbows Mark before he can finish.
“You never answered my question, are you trying to sleep with me?"
“I mean, not tonight. But we were going to ask eventually." Springer confesses and the other three look relieved that they weren't the ones that had to say it.
I think for a minute and decide I have nothing better to do. I inhale and sigh, “Do you four want to come over to my apartment?"
I breathed a sigh of relief when we made it to my apartment, no one saw me and four buff men enter. “Holy shit!" Mark shouted, and I had to push them in and hoped no one heard him.
“What was that for?!"
“Your apartment man! It's completely white." It's true, almost every piece of furniture was white, as well as the carpet and walls, which could all be seen from the foyer. The four of them spread out and started to examine the apartment.
“Is the white the newest home decor fad, or do you just really like white?" Jim asked while examining a white narrowed neck vase with fake red dahlias in it.
“Maybe a little of both." I replied. Blitz and Springer were also admiring my tasteful decor, specifically the contemporary wall art of a white tree against a black background. Mark walked past everything and sat down and turned on the tv.
“Make yourself at home." Mark looked back at me, and his ears fell back. His, “Sorry." was barely heard over the news station he turned on. I chuckled and walked over and leaned on the backrest of the sofa. “I'm messing with you". He scrunched his face a bit and pretended to watch the tv.
I looked over at the other three and they were still examining the room and was about to walk over when I felt Mark touch my arm. “Watch tv with me."
“What about the other three?"
“They're fine, sit down and relax." I walked around and sat down with him, he turned to a seemingly random channel in the middle of a commercial. “Hey, I wanted to apologize for hitting you."
“It's fine. You know, if you didn't hit me, we probably wouldn't have even met, so don't worry about it." I smiled at him, and he returned a smile. “I don't know. I remember seeing you sitting there, and I think I would have tried to hit on someone as cute as you."
Mark put his paw on my thigh, and I grabbed his in response. I looked down at his paw as he started to rub my leg and started to rub his as well. I felt my erection and after a bit I saw Mark pitch a tent himself. Mark used his free hand to lift my chin up, so I was looking at him and kissed me.
He pushed his tongue in and explored my mouth as I was too startled to respond. We sat there kissing before we heard a cough above us. We parted and saw an orca that looked like he just ate a lemon.
He sat down on the other side of me, pushing Mark and I over to accommodate his large size. “Are you upset, Sprin–"
“Yes, I'm upset, we agreed that I was going to be first". He was looking directly at Mark.
“First to do what!?" I had an idea, but I wanted confirmation. Springer looked back at me and blushed a bit,
At this point I decided it was best to confront them. “We're going to have sex, right?"
Mark barked with a laugh, which must have gotten the other two's attention. Springer looked at me and asked, “What do you mean?"
“I know that you four sleep together, so I thought that's what was going to happen, we would have an orgy." Springer looked completely shocked to hear this and looking at Jim and Blitz they had the same expression Springer had, even Mark stopped laughing. “Goddamn it, can you just tell me already."
After a moment of silence, Blitz spoke up, “We do sleep together, but it's more like a friend with benefits type situation."
Jim nodded his head and chimed in, “Yeah, and we've never done an orgy before, it's always just been couples."
They all agreed with that definition, so I continued with my questions. “So did you all agree to let Springer have sex with me first then?" They all said yes, and Springer looked away flushed. “Alright, I can work with that."
“Uh, what." Springer looked at me. “I thought that we were going to have an orgy, but if you want to do it one-on-one, we can do that."
“Hold up!" Mark jumped off the sofa and stood in front of everyone. “I like other Mark's idea." Jim rolled his eyes, “Of course you do." Mark growled and continued. “I'm serious! We're always talking about the four of us having an orgy, but someone's always busy, or they aren't feeling it. But here we are, and I can smell all of you, so don't even lie about not being interested." Blitz blushed while Jim and Springer considered it.
“I mean, is it safe? I don't want to hurt Mark."
“You think this is my first orgy with anthros?" Jim scratched his neck, “Never mind."
Springer was getting noticeably excited, “So is everyone ok with this." Blitz and Jim nodded, and Mark let out a 'hell yeah'. “Everyone agrees, do yo–. I was cut off by Springer who grabbed my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. He was much more aggressive or maybe his tongue was bigger than Marks.
Marks tongue was like mine, only bigger because he himself was bigger, but Springers was slender and got thicker the farther it went. He tried to wipe away Mark's saliva with his tongue and when he was satisfied with that, he tried to shove his tongue into my throat.
I had to pull away and catch my breath. “Calm down."
“Sorry." was the only reply as Springer stood up. He then began to shed his clothes, removing everything as fast as possible. Within seconds a fully erect, naked orca was standing in front of me, and Mark did a wolf whistle in appreciation. “You like that Mark?" Mark got in close and slid his hand under my pants so he could grab my ass.
I looked at him and he stole a kiss before standing up and threw his shirt off. He grabbed the hems of his shorts and took them off in a way that his canine cock flung up and slapped his belly. “Which one do you like more? My red rocket or his weird slimy dolphin dick?" Springer shot Mark a dirty look.
“Hard to say, can you press them together?" The look on both of their faces was priceless and, surprisingly, it was Springer who took the first step. “Well come on Mark, let's compare." Springer took his own mass in his hand and grabbed Marks so that they were horizontal with each other. Springer started to stroke, and Mark let out a little growl.
“Now kiss." I ordered and Springer and Mark looked at each other before finally obeying. Their cocks were now vertical and pressed between their abs as they kissed. They were gentler with each other than with me, although it could be because they're putting on a show.
“Mark." The gentle voice that appeared behind me scared me so much I jumped. I turned around and saw a naked Blitz standing behind the sofa with a naked Jim kissing his neck. “Where's the bedroom?" I pointed to the door and told them that there was lube in the bottom drawer of the nightstand, and they walked away.
Turning back to Springer and Mark, they were really getting into it. They were grinding their dicks together and were passionately kissing each other. Mark broke away and started to talk dirty, demanding Springer, “manned up and did it."
Springer kissed Mark's neck, dragged his face down to his shoulder and bit him. Mark sucked in air though his teeth and started to grind their dicks even harder. The tent in my pants was too much for me and I took my own clothes off and threw my shorts at Springer. They both looked over at me sitting with my legs completely opened. “Did you two forget about me?"
They were on me at an instant. Springer on my left and Mark on my right. Springer shoved his tongue back in my throat as Mark sniffed his way down from my neck down to my crotch. He then started to lick his way back up as Springer violated my mouth.
“Mark." Springer pulled away. “The safe word is ocean. Say it." It took a moment for my brain to catch up, but I finally said it. “The safe word is ocean". He blasted me with his exhale and bit my shoulder like he did with Mark. I let out a yelp more out of surprise than pain. It was not deep enough to draw blood, but it will definitely leave an indent.
Mark looked up and saw Springer biting me. He let out a more aggressive growl and bit my other shoulder. This one was harder but still not drawing blood. They were staring daggers at each other when they started to lick me and apply more pressure.
Mark let go and gave one last lick on the bite marks, before standing up on the sofa so his doggy dick was right in my face. He ran the length across my lips and perched the tip on them. Springer stopped biting and leaned into my ear, “What are you waiting for?"
I opened my mouth and Mark made his way into me. Mark a little more than halfway before he reached my throat and I gagged. He pulled back a bit, so I put my hand on Springers and leaned forward. His cock entered my throat and he pushed until his knot was at my lips. “Get a good whiff."
I inhaled and got hit with potent musk mixed with ocean water. I moaned and inhaled more and more. Springer began to grunt next to me, most likely from jerking off. When Mark was satisfied, he pulled back far enough that his cock was out of my throat but still in my mouth. He then shoved it back in.
We continued this song and dance for a bit, until Mark decided it was enough. He pulled out with a saliva strand connecting my lips to his cock. “Springer, you want a turn with his mouth while I get the other end?" Springer let out a growl, “Fine."
“Don't I get a say?" Mark looked down at me and smirked before getting off the sofa while Springer moved over to the other end. I was laid down with my back pressed against the backrest and my head stuck between Springer cock and abs. He was longer, pinker, and a little slimmer than Marks. I grabbed the tip, and it squelched in my grip, I massaged his cock all the way down to his slit.
I grabbed the thickest part and slipped a pinky into him. He let out a gasp and thrusted his hips but made no sign of wanting me to stop. I moved my pinky back and forth before prodding with my ring finger. Mark sat down at the other end of the sofa, lifting my left leg up and exposing my anus. I could hear my bed squeaking and Jim moaning, but this went ignored for the time.
I opened my hand so I could press my tongue against Springer's length. When I got to the top, I felt something press and enter my rear. I looked back and saw Mark prepping me with two fingers. We made eye contact, and he smirked before spreading his fingers apart. I moaned and Springer put his hand against my head and pressed me against his dick. I licked his cock up and down while moaning from Mark spreading me. Eventually, Mark pulled out and lined his dick up. Springe guided me to his dick, and I got it in my mouth just as Mark pushed into me.
My moans must have felt great, because Springer was throwing his head back in ecstasy. Mark pushed into me as I made my way down. I had to hold myself, so I didn't fall and impale my throat on Springer's cock. I wasn't halfway down before I felt Mark's knot press against me. Mark let it soak while I made my way down. I got Springer in my throat and realized just how much bigger and thicker Springer was than Mark.
I pulled up so his dick was out of my throat and properly aligned myself, I then went back down. This time, I was able to get it, no problem. I went down further and further until I hit my hand, which still had my pinky in his slit. I moved my hand out of the way and got his entire dick in my mouth. “Holy shit, we hit the jackpot with this guy!" Springer was breathing heavily, and Mark agreed by pulling his dick out and fucking me in earnest.
The sound of his balls slapping me drowned out the moans and squeaks coming from my bedroom. I moaned louder than before and the vibrations I caused made Springer moan even louder than me. Having Mark thrust in and out of me made it impossible to get Springer's dick out of my mouth, so instead I ran my tongue over the parts I could reach.
I was going as fast and pressing as hard as I could when my tongue slipped out of my mouth and into Springer's slit. This caused him to gasp and tighten his grips a bit, preventing me from escaping. I circled my tongue all round his base. After that, I shoved it as deep as I could. All while, Mark was still fucking me.
Mark was pounding my other end with animalistic zeal. He only pulled out a little and shoved it back in with such force that it rocked me every time. His knot was a constant, I could always feel it against my anus every time Mark shoved his dick back in.
I zoned out, trying to please both anthros the best I could. Using my tongue to explore every inch of Springer's slit and trying my best to withstand Mark's assault on my rear. Doing both didn't let me satisfy my own needs, leaving my own stiff dick to sway with every thrust.
Eventually, Springer's grip loosened, “Mark." The wolf plowing me slowed down a bit and responded, “What?" Springer didn't even look up, “Other Mark, dumbass." Mark clicked his tongue and picked up the pace, causing me to tighten my mouth. “Think you can handle a load of orca?" I responded by retracting my tongue and biting his dick a bit.
He got the sign and placed a hand on my head. “Then take it!" He shoved down as he came. It was disappointingly uneventful; his dick was so far in my throat that I didn't taste any of his cum. All I had to do was swallow, he did cum a bucket full. Having to swallow load after load, all while a wolf was having his way with me.
“Yeah, swallow it, I'm going to knot you an–" Mark's dirty talk was cut short by Springer, who was still cumming. “Don't knot him, he still has to get to know the two others." Mark thrusted harder, before letting out an upset “Fine."
Springer finished and I lifted my head, letting his dick fall out. I tasted his semen stuck on his dick and it was as salty as the ocean. I rested my head on his thigh as he caressed me while Mark was about to finish.
Mark let out a final 'Fuck' as he shoved as much as he could into me without knotting. He shot into me as I laid there and took it. He thrusted into me a couple times to make sure he was finished and when he pulled out with a wet 'plop' was heard and I could feel his semen running down my thighs.
I was left as a mess, with my lips covered in cum and my ass spilling out. I was exhausted, Springer placed a hand on my ass and grabbed a handful, causing me to look up. “Do you want to tap out or do you want to continue in the other room?" I smiled and stood up on shaky legs, “Lead the way."
Springer got up and helped me limp to the bedroom with Mark right behind us. The door was open, and we could see the two going at it. Blitz and Jim were on their knees facing away from us. Jim was the top, ramming into Blitz, but as he became more aggressive, we could see cum dripping out of Jims ass.
“Got room for three more?" Springer announced our presence. Jim continued to thrust while he looked back at us. “Sure, but this little bitch's ass belongs to me." Jim's tone was much more aggressive than I thought was possible, but Springer and Mark didn't even react to it.
I wondered how all five of us were going to have sex when Mark grabbed Springer's hand and walked forward, “Get him on his back, I know how to do this. Where's the lube?" Jim pulled out and pushed Blitz down on his stomach. “Roll over bitch." Blitz did as commanded, and my jaw almost hit the floor.
Once Blitz was on his back, his, at least, twelve-inch, bovine dick shot right into the air. It was almost as thick as my wrist with a medial ring a little below center. Mark found the lube and led Springer to the side of the bed. He poured some of the lube onto his paw and then handed the bottle to Springer, while he stroked Blitz's dick with his lubed hand.
Springer poured some onto his fingers, put one leg onto the bed and inserted his lubed fingers into his ass. He held out the bottle to me, before I could take it Jim spoke up, “He can use my ass, it's already got enough lube." Springer let the bottle fall to the floor as he fingered himself.
I was in a trance, watching four buff men please themselves. It took a second to snap out of it and when I did my feet moved on their own. I climbed onto my bed and positioned myself behind Jim. I wasn't scared, but I just kneeled behind him, not sure what to do.
Mark finished lubing Blitz and hopped up onto the bed, with Springer doing the same. Mark sat in front of us, with his dick resting on Blitz maw while Springer stood on the bed, trying to get Blitz's dick to line up. Jim grabbed the rod to steady it and Springer sat down.
The wet sounds of the lube squishing inside of Springer were louder than expected and Blitzes moans were cut short with Mark shoving his dick inside of his maw. Jim pushed his butt against me, “Don't be shy." He let me align myself and my dick slid right in.
It was so slimy that it sent a shiver down my spine. The combination of lube and semen created a texture I wasn't used to. I pushed forward, getting my dick all the way in. When my hips bumped his butt, Jim let out a snort and tightened his ass, “You're bigger than I expected." I blushed as Jim pushed forward, shoving his dick into Blitz and pulling my dick out of his ass. A lot of noises started after that.
Mark was huffing and talking dirty. When he did it with me it was just a lot of, 'takes that' but now it's much more aggressive. “Take that BITCH, this is all you're good for. Know your place." and more. After a particularly aggressive thrust, Mark left his dick in Blitz's throat, “Choke on it, bitch." Blitz's tongue escaped and licked all over Mark's knot and kept licking until Mark was satisfied. Mark then went right back to throat fucking him.
Springer was riding Blitz better than I could imagine. He was able to get past the ring but was unable to take it all. This didn't stop him from giving it his all. The sounds coming from his ass were loud, only beat by Springer's own moaning. He would lift himself all the way up, to then drop down as far as he could, letting out a 'Fuck' or moan every time. He eventually leaned forward and from this new angle, was able to slide Blitz's dick in and out much faster.
Jim was hard on Blitz, each thrust let out a loud clapping sound. He would push all the way in and pull all the way out so just his head was still inside. He was quiet for the most part, only grunting with every thrust, but he would sometimes slap Blitz's ass as hard as he could. Blitz would moan and clench his anus when Jim did this, causing Jim to let out a satisfied groan.
Blitz was taking this like a champ, He was deep throating Mark, letting Springer ride him and taking Jim all at the same time. At no point did it seem like Blitz wanted to stop. He laid there letting the three of them have their ways with him and trying to satisfy all of them.
For me, I was already close when we started. Trying to thrust into Jim while he was ramming Blitz seemed like a bad idea, but I learned how to enjoy this. If I sat into the right spot, when Jim pulled out of Blitz, he would shove my dick into his ass. Essentially, riding me himself. We weren't three minutes in when I came.
I shot my load into Jims already filled ass and with Jim's constant movement, I didn't really get anything into him. I stayed in place, letting Jim continue to shove my dick in and out of his ass. The air was heavy with the musk of the four anthros, and I was spacing out. It must have been ten minutes when Mark howled.
He shoved his dick as far as he could in Blitz's maw without knotting. I could hear the gulps as Blitz swallowed every drop. Mark's climax set off a chain reaction, because Blitz came himself. Springer froze in place and moaned as gallons of bull batter shot into him. Springer wasn't big enough to take it all and semen shot out of him, even though Blitz's dick was still in him. The pressure of Blitz cum, caused Springer to cum, he shot his load all over Blitz's chest, neck, chin and even onto Mark's stomach.
Jim took this time to finish himself. Slamming as hard as he could one last time into Blitz. I shoved my own cock into Jim, making him think I came at the same time everyone else did. He pulled back, knocking me on my back, and thrusted a few more times.
We all sat there, not wanting to ruin the moment, but eventually Springer's ass couldn't take it. He stood up and let Blitz's dick fall out of him as well as his cum. He flopped down, with his ass raised high semen rushed out of him. I decided I needed new sheets.
Mark pulled his enlarged penis out of Blitz and slapped it against his maw. Blitz got the hint and started to lick Marks dick clean, which gave Mark a satisfied smirk. Jim pulled out, and like Springer, Blitz shot semen from his ass, and at that point I decided I needed a new mattress.
I was exhausted and was ready to fall asleep there, but I was picked up by two beefy arms. Jim carried me bridal style to my sofa. He laid down and placed me on top of his chest, then draped a blanket over us. “How was it?"
“Amazing." Was the first thing that came to mind. I could hear the smile on Jim's face as he spoke.
“The four of us are planning to go hiking next weekend. Want to come with us?"
I placed my face into his chest and got as much of his scent into my lungs as possible, I then thought of how much he would smell after hiking. “I would love to come with you guys." I fell asleep as my bed started to creek.
The next morning, I woke up on my sofa in the arms of a boar and later found four different noise complaints from my neighbors. I then decided that next time we would rent a motel.