Faux Pas: Randy Ties the Knot
Cindy could hardly believe what she saw! That conniving bitch! Dusk's tail was lifted high, exposing every detail: white cum dribbling down Randy's knot as the cheating vixen squeezed and clenched down around his shaft. Randy's virgin balls were churning as he pumped Dusk's fertile womb full of kits. Kits that were meant for Cindy!
"Randy, how could you!?" Cindy shrieked, trying to ignore the contented yiffing of her cousin, riding him.
To be fair, the red fox tod was lying on his back, paws tied (by cats, no doubt) uselessly against his chest, hind legs splayed open by additional ropes, and he sported a tightly tied muzzle, preventing him from even speaking. In fact, April had brought Cindy here for this very reason - to finally teach the naive tod the facts of life. Plus, Cindy was also in heat, so she'd be killing two birds with one stone.
Not that she had intended to go along with April's plan. She could never have traumatized the poor fox like that, even for kits. She'd rushed back to free him, but Dusk had been prowling, and found him first. Cindy grinded her teeth in humiliation and frustration.
April, however, said, "Kits! Get out of here!"
Her three, half-grown kits were sitting in a semi-circle a few feet behind Dusk, watching every pump and thrust with dropped jaws. Cindy could understand; they were absolutely, positively not old enough for this! Why, Ember and Amber wouldn't even have their first heats until the fall, assuming they were still be affected by that magic Stu had mentioned. Abra-ka-southern hemisphere? If not, surely another year would pass before they joined in the yearly, spring mating season!
Ember said, "But Mooooooom, we wanna watch!"
Leaf chimed in after his sister, "Yeah, we're learning lots, Mom!"
April stamped her foot and chirped, instantly getting the obedient kits' attention. "Absolutely not. I already told you to leave, and you didn't. Get out of here or you will be in even bigger trouble!"
The three kits bolted, eyes wide, shooting out of the barn.
Cindy, however, was still staring at the smirking Dusk. Would it be so bad if she ripped out her cousin's throat? She growled, her fur ruffling, fully aware that the terrified Randy was still pumping his hips up and down.
"Good boy, Randy," Dusk crooned, "Keep it coming."
He whimpered.
"THAT'S IT!" Cindy bellowed, charging Dusk. The dark-furred vixen's eyes went wide, unable to get out of the way before Cindy collided head-first with her, sending Dusk flying off of Randy with a splurt. Dusk's head smacked into the side of the barn, leaving her in a heap on her back a few feet away, her legs limply open. Even half-unconcious, Dusk was mocking her, showing off her leaking, well-bred mound.
April said, "Cindy..." worriedly.
"Stay out of this!" Cindy yipped, then turned to Randy. "You are not going to breed that bitch, and leave me alone for another year!"
Randy poked his tongue out between the muzzle, and said, "MMorrph, lggunff, mrlbrgl!"
Cindy said, "No excuses!" She walked toward the bound fox, looking down at his firm, glistening erection, still wet with Dusk's juices. Well, two could play at that game!
She climbed up on top of her FEE - ON - SAY, looking into his wide, fearful eyes. No, this time she would not be stopped by his innocence. She grabbed his cock, making the poor fox wince in pain, and lowered her hips to meet him.
April said, "Cindy, he's not ready!"
"Ready enough to mate that slut!"
April stepped forward, ears alert. "No, I mean he's not ready for another go! He needs a break!"
Cindy paused, considering that, the whimpering tod's sensitive cock twitching against her heat-swollen folds. "I don't care," she declared, and sat down on him.
Randy slipped into her, well-greased. God, he felt so big inside her! Randy squirmed and howled, but the muzzle muffled the noise into a pathetic rrrrrowf. Like her cousin, Cindy had never mated before, and she wasn't at all expecting the sensations racking her small body. She schlorped all the way down his cock, until his still swollen knot strained at her lips. Cindy moaned, squeezing tightly as if she could hold on to him through sheer force of will.
But Randy was trapped; he wasn't going anywhere. Tentatively, trembling, Cindy picked herself up, sliding up his cock until just his tapered tip lay within her virgin folds. She felt cold and empty there, whimpering needily. Then she plunged herself back down, yiffing for the pure joy of that sensation.
She began to ride him, whining each time she had to suffer the pain of an empty pussy, but yiffing in bliss when she got to feel him fill her again. The one pain was worth the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. She began to pull up quickly, with a schlup, only to lower herself slowly with an extended schhhhhhhhlorp.
Cindy glanced at Dusk, who was still laying there, but now watching with a sly grin. Sure enough, the evil vixen kept her legs splayed, proudly showing off her leaking, cheating cunt. Whatever! Let Dusk have her kits. It's not like Randy ever agreed to it. Her kits wouldn't count.
Cindy sat down again, with a yiff, looking at Randy's terrified eyes. What was she doing? She was no better than Dusk! If her kits didn't count, what about Cindy's? Bending down, she took the ropes that held Randy's front paws meekly in place, and bit through them.
He was still tied, of course, but he could move his paws. Cindy wondered what he would do. She gasped, as she felt his paws slide around her hips, pulling her down onto his shaft! He wanted her!
Cindy yipped for joy, grinding herself against him as she went for rope after rope, reaching over her shoulders to free each leg, then tugging at the muzzle on his face. Throughout, Randy used the extra freedom not to fight and run away, but to pound Cindy harder.
The muzzle came off, and Randy finally spoke, saying, "I love you, Cindy!"
She bent down to lick his muzzle, but Randy swivelled, spinning Cindy onto her side and then her back and then climbed on top of her. Her eyes were wide as she looked up at Randy, and whispered, "Breed me."
Cindy felt a little dizzy, lying on a pile of hay so that her hindquarters were higher than her head. Blood rushed to her brain, but she had more important things to worry about. Randy leaned forward between her spread legs, and humped. Cindy squealed, thrusting and moaning as Randy took the initiative for something for the first time in his life.
Again and again he slammed his hips against her, his swollen knot straining at her lips. He leaned forward, opening his mouth, and Cindy was confused. Oh, right, a KISS. She opened her muzzle for him, and he plunged his wide tongue between her lips.
Oh, that was nice. Soon, the two foxes were grunting and probing as fiercely with their tongues as they were with their loins. Randy was magnificent! Cindy didn't mind at all that Dusk and April were watching, stunned, as the young tod shared his love.
His hammering thrusts were pounding her sore, virgin lips. Each push stretched her mound further and further apart, Randy's knot wedging determinedly into the whimpering vixen. Cindy yelped. He was too large! He was going to tear her apart! "Randy," she whined, about to beg him to stop.
Before she could finish her sentence, he leapt against her, burying his knot with one, firm jab. Cindy trembled and moaned, kicking her legs, but amazingly enough, her puffy vulva managed to stretch out like a balloon to engulf the whole, massive bulge! She murred happily, until a second later, when Randy thrust again.
Yip!
His huge knot throbbed against something inside the young vixen that made her explode. Sensations like she'd never believed possible clouded her brain, sending only one signal to every last part of her body: hump. The moaning vixen melted into a puddle of eager, forceful thrusts, her entire body shuddering beneath her mate. She had to break the kiss to give a proper howl, reaching with her front paws to grasp the young tod around his back. She squeezed even stronger around his cock, pulling him deeper in rhythmic, frantic spasms.
Randy's howl joined hers, but the sound that really broke through the haze in Cindy's brain was a loud, wet, splurt! Warm cum bubbling inside of her...finally, finally! Gravity only pulled his eager spurts deeper, into her waiting egg-chamber. Not a drop escaped his swollen knot, unlike Dusk.
Together, they clutched and moaned, revelling in the joys of coitus. All the rest had just been build up to this moment, fertile seed splattering fertile womb, over and over. Despite having just cum in Dusk, and despite his near virginity, Randy seemed unable to stop spurting and spurting into her. Cindy yelped, humping against him, a goofy smile on her face as she felt her belly bloating with his life-giving seed.
She glanced over, gloating at Dusk. Sure, Cindy's cousin had taken Randy first. But anyone in that barn could tell that there was a big difference between taking Randy, and being taken by Randy.
And the look of pure, green envy on Dusk's face made it clear that even she knew which was better!