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******** West Huddleston - Male Grizzly Bear Karen Huddleston - Female Polar Bear

Victor Naplot - Male Large Black Bear Emelia Naplot - Female Grizzly Bear

Poa Huddleston - Daughter cub of Victor and Karen Helga Naplot - Daughter cub of West and Emelia ********

"If we were to actually do it instead of just imagining it, we could never take it back. It would be a part of our relationships, forever."

Those were my words. Words I didn't fully comprehend the true weight of when I spoke them two years ago. My neighbor and best friend, Victor, talked me into swapping wives for a night. He took my Karen and I had his wife Emelia in a twilight of lustful passion. In the midst of it all we couldn't believe our luck, we thought it was nothing more than our male fantasies becoming a reality. What we didn't even stop to consider were the fantasies and lustful actions of our own wives. Victor and I were so bewildered, so awestruck that our wives had actually agreed, that we ignored what was right in front of us. Our wives choose the night, our wives both positioned themselves on top of us, and it was our wives that concocted the idea of getting pregnant that night, each from sperm that did not belong to her husband. Victor Knocked up my wife and I impregnated his.

I didn't think I could return to normal after something like that, but things slowly worked out. Sure, at first I'd wake up each morning and wonder how something like this could happen. I'd lay there in bed and expect to 'wake up' from my own reality into something more sublime. Denial has also been a part of me and it's gentle comfort got me through the beginning until Karen started showing. I never acted strangely around the others, I still waved hello to Victor when I went out to grab the newspaper in the mornings. I wanted to be furious with that big black bear, but I felt numb, I felt like my paws were hardly touching the ground beneath me when I walked and my head swam somewhere above the stars. I had never felt anything less real than the truth of my own life.

That all changed once I saw the birth of my daughter and her beautiful face, those little toes kicking in the air as I held her, I couldn't believe that something so small made my heart so heavy that I could feel my own feet upon the ground again. The world was filled with color again as my daughter cried away my numbness and denial. Emelia wanted to name her Helga, after her mother. I had no reason to argue, after all this little girl made me a father and made me feel like I could wake up again. Victor and Karen also had a daughter that they named Poa. I asked Victor why they decided on a name like Poa but the big bear shrugged and simply said he couldn't think of anything better, but he had an odd grin on his face. I couldn't tell if it was because he had just become a father, or if the name had some secret meaning to the big brute. That night in the hospital when our cubs were born, I pretended to be Emelia's husband and Victor pretended to be Karen's. We all thought it would be easier that way without having to explain our unique situation to the nursing staff.

Life after was relatively normal and boring, which I welcomed with open arms. My wife Karen and I raised Poa as if she was our own. To the rest of the world we were simply West and Karen Huddleston raising our daughter, Poa Huddleston. Likewise Victor and Karen Naplot were raising Helga Naplot. No one else knew differently.

Now it had been two years since our cubs were conceived and quiet was starting to fill the house, I remember trying to fall asleep realizing it had been months now since Karen and I had to wake up to calm down Poa crying in the night, guess she's starting to grow up. Though there were some nights like tonight where I'd be unable to sleep for an entirely different reason, like Victor's heavy fists pounding on the front door.

"Hey! Papa bear!" He calls me that now since I became a father. I can hear the loud bear through the door, through the walls and all the way up the stairs in the bedroom.

"Better go see what he wants, you know how he gets." Karen started stealing the covers from me and pinning her ears between the covers and her pillow.

Looking over at the clock, I could see that it was practically midnight. I leaned over and gave Karen a kiss on the cheek. "Happy early Valentine's day I guess..."

She turned over to smile at me. "That's sweet of you, West." She chuckled a little, still finding a bit of charm in the situation, bundling under the covers more to hibernate as I grabbed my robe and headed for the front door.

Victor knocked louder and louder as I stepped downstairs and finished tying my robe together before opening the door. Victor stood on the doorstep holding two packs of beer with a huge grin on his muzzle. "Drinkin' time, Papa bear!"

Victor's dark black fur made it seem like the big bear was blending in with the night sky. I know he means well, but Victor isn't the sort of bear that's been known to think everything through. I motioned for him to come inside mumbling about how it's more like bed time than drinking time. "C'mon, West, we used to do this all the time. Won't hurt none if we toss back a few brews an' talk a bit." I could see in his eyes that he had missed us spending time together for quite a while. Between work and now raising a daughter, I hadn't had the free time that I used to. "You aren't goin'ta say no to a free cold drink with your best bud now are you?"

"Alright you win, Victor, I'll drink a bit with you. Go ahead and meet me in the back yard, you know the usual spot."

He smiled again, shuffling toward the back door while yelling behind him, "Oh! bring some of that pretzel mix your wife makes. Goes good with the booze."

I went back up stairs to let Karen know what was going on. She nodded and rolled over back to sleep, at this point she was all too familiar with Victor's oddities and a near midnight drinking request was one of Victor's more tame quirks. I opened the patio door meeting Victor out in the back yard and dropping a bowl of pretzel mix on the table, giving Victor a playful poke in the gut as I sat down next to him. "You're getting a bit of a beer gut there."

Victor chuckled at my remark and slammed his elbow on the table next to me, spilling some of the pretzels onto the table and opened his paw in challenge. "C'mon papa bear, let's see if those brown furry muscles of yours can stand the might of Victor's beer gut in an arm wrestle." I simply chuckled along with him and put a beer in his paw instead. The black bear snorted as he took a drink from the bottle. "No challenge in you, sometimes I wonder if you're raisin' that daughter of mine to be too soft."

"Yeah I know the feeling, sometimes I worry that Helga is going to grow up talking like you do."

"Haven't had a bad influence on her yet, but we'll see." Victor opened another beer and handed it to me. "Got somethin' I want to ask you about."

I shook my head some, knowing what was coming. "I know you mean well, but you know how I feel about you and Karen, even if she is the mother of your cub, Victor, she's still my wife."

My mind had been all over the place since Victor and I swapped wives. He and I still spoke and I was never angry, but I couldn't bring myself to welcome that sort of chaos back in again. Karen and I had a few arguments over things and I suppose it wasn't entirely fair of me to take my anger out on her. I wanted the classic married life, cubs playing out in the yard with the white picket fence. Losing the monogamy was one thing, having your wife get pregnant by another bear is a whole other story. Though once Karen and I stopped arguing about who started what and who went too far, I realized a side to her I hadn't seen before. Lust.

Karen loves to read, study, and learn. She's always taken at least one college course on the side for as long as we've been married and she's the only bear I know that can speak fluid Latin. I've known about her favorite worn out romance novels sitting by the nightstand, but I didn't understand exactly how interested she was in them until she was pregnant with Poa. Apparently Karen has this suppressed wild side when it comes to her sexual fantasies that she was too embarrassed to share with me. There are things she reads about in those stories that is a huge turn on for her but she felt like she wouldn't dare attempt them. Apparently wife swapping and impregnation was high on her list and when she heard me talking to Victor about what it would be like to mount Emelia she let her imagination run wild.

So we made up and neither one of us wanted to live without the other, we had to keep our marriage strong. Karen has always been relatively thin as far as polar bears go, she even made an effort to lose the pregnancy weight surprisingly quick just a few months after. I promised her since that if she made an effort to keep herself healthy, I'd keep myself strong. I did put on a few extra pounds when I was upset, but since we worked things out I started getting back into lifting weights again. I think the stronger I got the happier she was, as if my physique returning was also a sign of our relationship strengthening as well.

After a while I felt like I was falling in love with Karen all over again. Sure, it wasn't the perfect white picket life I had imagined, but it was still my life with that lovely polar bear on my arm. My wife, my Karen, and every so often Victor would still ask me if he could fuck her.

"Just 'cuz I give you a beer doesn't mean I'm trying to get my pecker in your wife, West." Victor's eyes narrowed a bit, he must have been angered by the accusation.

I shook my head some and looked down at the table. "I'm sorry. It's just been coming up a lot when we talk."

"Emelia's been asking about you."

"Oh?" I couldn't help but be curious what about. Her and I didn't speak much when it wasn't about our daughter. "Is everything alright with Helga?"

Victor belched a bit after opening his second bottle. "Nope, Helga's fine." He slid another cold bottle across the table toward me as if to imply that I needed to catch up. "You can go talk to her tomorrow. Dunno what the wife wants."

I nodded some, my heart fluttering just a little bit as curiosity and excitement writhed within me. I really liked the thought of Emelia having something to speak to me about, but I still didn't understand Victor's visit. "Well, if you're not asking about Karen and you don't know what Emelia wanted, then what made you barrel over here tonight?"

"To drink with a good buddy O'course." The black bear gave me a big smile as he let his beer bottle hammer down on the table. "I wanna play would'ja'ever."

'Would You Ever' or 'would'ja'ever' as Victor calls it, is a game he and I would play sometimes when we were drunk. For not being a terribly enlightened being, Victor came up with some of the better drunken games I've ever had the pleasure of playing. Now that I think about it, games like these were how we started getting on the subject of fucking each other's wives in the first place. Sometimes those games would tend to get us into trouble, but always the fun sort.

As was our tradition with this sort of game, Victor raised his bottle in the air. With a short nod and a raise of my own bottle we started to get to work. After drinking both cases and still, "Not feelin' it" Victor went next door and then came back again with another case. Once he couldn't run around in circles without falling down we were ready to begin.

"You first!" Victor puffed as the large black bear laid in the grass, waiting until his head stopped spinning to move.

"Alright." I had some time to think it over when Victor returned home on his bonus beer run. "Would you ever tell Helga who her real father was?"

The big bear nodded as best he could from his grounded position. "Sure, West, sure. Emelia and I talk about it sometimes, but we feel like when the girl is old enough to ask she'll be old enough to handle the answer."

I nodded back at him and wondered if I should do the same with Poa. "Alright, your turn."

Victor tried sitting up again then flopped back down when he realized it wasn't worth the effort. "Hmmm... okay Papa bear, would'ja'ever let yourself lie down with Emelia again?" He noticed me thinking about the question. "Doesn't mean I'd have to be with Karen too, just askin' if you'd ever want to mount my wife if she asked."

I hesitated, even after everything that happened I felt strange admitting to Victor that I still wanted his wife. "I'm not sure if I would actually go and do it again, but I won't lie and say I wouldn't still want to."

That seemed to satisfy Victor some as he motioned to me to keep the game going. "Alright, ask another."

As much as I would have wanted to just focus on thought of Victor's wife, I did have something more serious I had been meaning to ask, might as well do it while his guard was down. "Would you ever try to have sex with Karen without me knowing about it?"

Victor shook his head hard. "No... no no no, never." He leaned up some so he could look me in the eyes. "Okay so do I want to fuck your Mrs. again? Yeah, you know I do... but we are friends, West. I know how you feel about what happened and how you feel about your wife. I would never do somethin' like that to you." I smiled a bit, reminded that Victor really was a true friend. "Now stop bein' so serious or it's gonna make me sober!"

I chuckled a bit. "Well, we can't have that. Alright Victor give me another question then, it's your turn."

The big bear thought to himself for a moment before grinning wide, letting the moonlight exaggerate his expression before he spoke. "...since you don't mind admittin' you want to stick it to my wife again, why don't you go and tell me what your favorite part of her body is."

He must really be getting drunk now, Victor was forgetting the game we were playing and was just asking regular questions. Regular for Victor at least. Still, knowing the answer was a lot easier than admitting it, I tried to word it in a way that wouldn't go too far. "Would have to be her lips. They're so different from Karen's, good but different, very luscious."

"Not talkin' 'bout the ones on her face, are you buddy?"

I took drink, then another, letting the alcohol pull the blush off of my expression. "Nope." I grinned back along with Victor. I could tell he was enjoying himself and I had to admit I was too.

Victor rolled around a bit, sloshing his beer at me. He was either ready for another question or a new beer, I decided to be charitable and give him both.

"Would you ever want a life with the one that got away?"

Victor cleared his throat some, as if he was preparing a long story. "Had this pretty little thing that sat behind me in high school. Feels like forever ago now and I must've tried every move in the book on her. She wouldn't go out with no one 'less he had more money than time to spend on her." Victor drank the rest of his new bottle, as if he was trying to bury the memory deep. "Never would have let her take the place of my Emelia, but she was hot has hell. Wish I could have fucked her."

Some thought in the back of my mind was churning, the familiar was mixing with recent events and I could feel the deja vu setting in. "Didn't you tell me about her before a long time ago? What did you say her name was again?"

"Poa... somethin'. Johnson, Johnston, I dunno."

I threw a new beer bottle at the black bear in disgust, he rolled around chuckling when it hit across his fat belly, trying to get the cap open in his drunken stupor. "Damn it Victor, you named Karen's daughter after some high school girl you wanted to screw!?"

"Aww C'mon papa bear, it's a compliment. She was really cute, my own little Poa's gonna grow up to be a heartbreaker too some day."

I groaned some. "Still, I can't believe you did that. You better give me something less depressing with your turn. Don't forget to say 'Would you ever' this time."

Victor rubbed his paws together as if he was about to cook up something good. "Would'ja'ever run a sperm race?"

"...huh? What's a sperm race?"

The black bear sat up and crawled over to the table with intoxicated difficulty before sitting across and shooting me a huge grin. "Just somethin' I thought of." After still reading confusion on my face he continued his explanation. "Remember when we both got the wives pregnant at the same time? I know it wasn't all roses and rainbows how it turned out, but it was kind of exciting in the moment, wasn't it?"

I nodded reluctantly, wondering what he was getting at. "Sure, in the moment."

"Right." Victor continued. "So I got to thinkin' what else like that happens and wondered what it would be like if four or five males all piled on a female and made a big creampie. Then wait and see who sunk the shot."

The thought was kind of sexy from an objective standpoint, but I couldn't tell if Victor was asking hypothetically or not. "It's interesting I'll admit. I don't know if I could bring myself to do it, besides that what female would actually ever go for that sort of thing?"

Victor shrugged. "Dunno, but having the wives want us for our seed that night made me feel like a big feral studbear!" He raised another beer bottle to his muzzle, spilling more than half of it, Victor was long past his limit. "I could do it, West, just let me get on, have her call me fat a few times, rub my big paws, and I'd follow through just fine."

I couldn't help but chuckle a little at Victor's drunken confession. "I didn't know you liked being called fat."

Victor smacked his belly a few times, making it wobble a little and giving me a smile and a nod.

That's the last thing I remember from that night, Victor's big wobbling belly. Next thing I remember the hangover starts kicking in and I can feel Victor's big pawfinger poking my nose to wake me up as he laughed at the situation. "Hey... hey papa bear, would'ja'ever pass out drunk outside and forgot to come home to your wife?"

I rubbed my head some, wanting to look up so I could tell what time it was, but the sun shot needles into my eyes and forced them shut. "I need some coffee and to tell Karen why I never came to bed last night."

Victor got up and started collecting empty beer bottles. "Remember to come see Emelia today, alright?"

I nodded and headed back into the house. Karen greeted me with an understanding kiss on the nose and a bottle of aspirin for my inevitable hangover. I took a long shower and came back downstairs to find Karen feeding Poa and setting me up with some morning coffee. She was such a natural mother and caring wife, it is moments like this when I feel so lucky to have married her. "I love you, Karen. Thank you for all of this, you know Victor gets me carried away sometimes."

She fixed herself some cereal and sat across from me. "I know how things get with him."

I didn't have my mind settled until that first sip of coffee, realizing that Karen was all dressed up as if she was heading off to work. "It's Saturday, dear. Did you have to go somewhere today?"

She nodded back. "We talked about this last week, West. Don't you remember?"

I scratched the back of my head some, trying to think back. "Ohh something about a friend from class losing her husband a couple weeks ago."

"Yeah, the poor thing won't make it through a Valentine's day without some support." Karen reached over and wiped a bit of food from Poa's mouth. "Having our happy husbands around will just make her depressed so you were supposed to stay home and take care of the cubs so Victor and Emelia can have a nice Valentines night to themselves."

It was starting to come back to me now. "Right, then you and I were supposed to have a make-up romantic evening tomorrow. I thought this thing with the class friend wasn't until tonight though?"

"It's not, but Emelia called while you were in the shower and wanted me to watch Helga. I need to run some errands at the mall for tonight, you know the Sierra Mall has that daycare center with the playhouse the cubs like so I'm bringing them both with me when I go." She looked over at my vacant expression. "...unless you want to stay home and watch them?"

I shook my aching head. "No, a bit of rest from parenting will do us both some good. Victor wanted me to come by so I'll walk over with you."

After our little family finished breakfast, Karen grabbed her purse and I got Poa into the stroller as we headed next door. It really was convenient having the Naplots living right next to us with a cub right around the same age. Often times it felt like we were four parents raising two kids and with all of our different schedules it certainly made things a lot easier. We rarely ever had to get a sitter and even then it wasn't for longer than a couple hours at a time.

Victor and Emelia greeted us happily and I could swear I saw tiny Helga's big eyes light up when she saw us. In many ways we were all one big family, even in the young and innocent minds of our cubs, they must have known there was some truth in there. Victor took both kids in his big arms and watched over them, giving Poa some of Helga's toys to play with. Our wives were having a conversation off to the side, their words incoherent to me as I stared and watched Victor settling in with the cubs. If it wasn't for the massive size difference they would have all looked like three children playing together. This wasn't the first time, I never would have imagined it before we became fathers, but Victor was absolutely great with them. His loud booming voice would become a low and calm rumble when he spoke to them. Before I could spend too much time observing Victor, I heard the familiar farewell tones in the white noise of the female conversation and knew Karen was on her way out as she collected the cubs from Victor. Before she left I gave her a warm embrace and kissed her goodbye, being rewarded with a loving smile on her muzzle. There was still an electricity when we kissed, something that never went away even after all these years of marriage.

Only a few moments after the door closed I felt Emelia take my paw and smiled at me. "I'm glad you came over, West. It feels like we hardly get a chance to talk anymore." Emelia was a Grizzly bear, same as me. Our brown fur was almost the exact same shade as well. I don't know if the fact that our species was so close mattered, but I always felt especially comforted by her touch, rare as it was these days.

I nodded back, starting to feel embarrassed that I had so little social contact with the mother of my own cub. "I am sorry for that, Emelia. I've been wanting to have more contact I just..." My words trailed off as I felt her squeeze my paw and pull on it guiding me over to the room Victor was sitting in, taking a seat on the couch and patting a spot for me to join her. I wasn't sure on all of the little details in the rules of their home but I started to get the feeling that Emelia didn't want us talking about this without Victor present. "I just have a hard time knowing what to do or how to act after everything that's happened."

She nodded and moved a few toys from the couch to her other side so Victor could sit down. "West, Victor and I have been talking a lot about this situation and you."

"...and me?"

Emelia nodded again. "Yes. Victor has tried to put my fears to rest but I had to ask you myself." She cleared her throat and made more room as I finally took a seat next to her. I could tell her expression was more serious than usual. "West, are you still attracted to me?"

I nodded before thinking the action through.

She put her paw on my shoulder. "I was worried you weren't anymore."

"You were worried?"

"Yes."

"...but why?"

She gave a nervous smile and I could feel her paw shake a little on my shoulder. In just those couple of extra seconds she took while trying to make her tone and expression normal again, I saw that I had hurt her somehow. In a way I had never meant to. "I was worried because... you only fucked me once, dear."

I couldn't have stood back up if I wanted to, the tension in the room was pulling me down, forcing me to stay. Victor remained uncharacteristically quiet and Emelia's paw even felt heavier and heavier on my shoulder. "It's not like I haven't thought about it, Emelia... but you know I'm married. You're married."

Victor was about to say something but Emelia gave him a look to settle him back down. She smiled at me sweetly and continued to speak to me in a soft tone. "I want to tell you something about your marriage." Emelia took her paw from my shoulder and rested it across her side. "A few months ago Karen came to me and asked if she could sleep with Victor again."

Against my will, my eyebrows narrowed a bit at Victor and I could feel my breath become hotter. Months? A few months!? How could this have happened without either of them saying anything to me. I wanted to respond to Emelia's words but the anger got stuck and piled up in my throat. I decided to give myself a moment to swallow it down and let her continue.

"I told her it was fine, yet nothing happened. Do you know why?"

I shook my head. "No. Why?"

Emelia took my arm with her paws and petted the fur across my bicep gently as if to soothe away my anger. "Karen is still worried you feel like she betrayed you, she thinks if she even mentions this happening again you would ask for a divorce. Victor, well he's all bear, but he'd sulk like a little cub if he ever lost you as his best friend. I've told them both to talk to you but they're terrified."

I let the news sink in slowly, the fact that nothing happened kept me thinking clearly, but I couldn't believe that either Karen or Victor would ever be afraid of something I'd do. I cared about both of them too much and clearly how I was feeling was starting to effect those around me more than I thought. "I had no idea..."

"I know, dear." Emelia nudged Victor some to get him to stand up. "Show west what you made for her."

"Yeah I'll go and get it, just let me say somethin' here." Victor's tone of voice seemed to have a little extra heft to it at the moment. My ears could hardly believe that any situation could make him sound off kilter. "You know the wife likes to mettle sometimes... but she's right. Worst thing I can think of is losing my best bud over somethin' like this. I have so much respect for you, West, I'd never come between you and Karen. Never.

Victor went up to the bedroom, returning a moment later with a large red card with a pink paper heart glued to it. The big bear handed it to me without another word, simply allowing me to open it and read what he had written inside. The words read, "Karen, our flame was bright for one short moment, but it still burns within my heart and inside the eyes of our child. Happy Valentine's Day. Love, Victor." I could hardly believe what I was holding. This had to have been the sweetest thing Victor had ever done. Sure, he misspelled a few words and I could still see part of his fur stuck in the glue, but it was sweet none the less. I knew how it would make Karen feel if she got it and even though it read "Love, Victor" I still wanted her to have it.

Emelia continued to rub my arm waiting for me to speak. "What do you think, West? Can he give it to her?"

I nodded quickly. "Yes, absolutely." I stood up and walked over to Victor, handing the card back to him. "Victor I didn't realize what I was keeping you from. We're best friends and you can always tell me anything."

Victor stood up and wrapped those big black furred arms around me. "Thanks West. I Just didn't want nothin' to come between us."

"Trust me Victor, if there's anything you ever want to talk to me about in the future, please just say it." My mind was still bouncing around from what happened, but I felt like I had to cement the idea home to make Victor and Emelia feel comfortable around me again. "I love having you two as neighbors and I don't what to be the cause of any sort of problem. We're really close and we should stay that way, especially if it's about Karen or sex or anything else, let's not keep each other in the dark anymore, alright?"

I saw the black bear think to himself and grin for a moment, looking over at Emelia as he spoke. "I know something Emelia wants to do." Victor grinned wide as he started to throw off his shirt and grabbed one of his wife's ears between his teeth before she could object. His gentle chewing was clearly one of her turn ons and her soft feminine giggles were starting to prevent her from protesting against his affections. "Do you want to tell him, dear? Or should I do it?"

Emelia was already starting to smile from Victor's chewing. "You really think that's appropriate right now?"

"Hey, he said he didn't want to be kept in the dark. Besides, you told me this morning you'd go and do it so C'mon on and tell the Bear." I could see Victor's tongue slipping into Emelia's ear the instant he stopped speaking.

Emelia chuckled a little and pretended to fight the big bear off of her, eventually letting him have his way with her ear. "West, would you like to see my husband make love to me?" Her tone was soft and inviting, speaking in such a nice and polite way.

Victor shook his head at her and looked at me with a massive grin. "C'mon West, wanna watch me fuck the Mrs.? No harm in lookin'."

Victor knew what I liked about his wife and he knew it was going to be nearly impossible for me to say no when I watched his large paws start to unbutton her blouse. I wanted to see Emelia's naked body again so badly that I couldn't help but sit there quietly as I watched him unhitch her bra and reveal her body. I scooted to the side of the couch to try to give them more room and to let them do their thing. Emelia must have noticed my hesitation and motioned toward the recliner on the other end of the family room.

"If you'd like you can make yourself more comfortable over there, West. Let your fur out." She smiled at me as she rubbed Victor's furry chest, helping him undress as she watched me disrobe. Emelia was only going to take off Victor's clothing as fast as I would shed my own, pulling off Victor's belt and waiting for me to do the same. I could tell the slow undressing was driving Victor crazy with lust and once the big bear realized what was going on he was practically begging me to pull off my boxers so his wife would take his cock out.

I took a seat in the recliner as the Naplot couple made themselves comfortable on the couch. They nuzzled and rolled around for a while before getting uncomfortable and then taking a moment to unfold it into a bed. I wanted to suggest they just go upstairs but I still felt a little blind sighted by what was going on before me. Karen wouldn't mind this, right? I was just watching after all and I would have felt so odd just sitting there with my member poking out of my sheath if it wasn't for Emelia's little suggestive winks and smiles. I had no idea how much she loved being watched, but she was getting a real kick out of me being there. I think Victor just didn't want to waste an opportunity for sex and as soon as the couch was unfolded he was mounting his wife and shoving his shaft in as deep into Emelia as he possibly could.

I wasn't used to watching Victor fuck. The last time I saw him was when Karen was riding on top of him and Emelia was on top of me. I wasn't used to him being in control of the act and learned quickly that Victor fucked like beast. He grunted and snorted as he plowed his way into his wife. Emelia was clearly loving it and started to moan softly as Victor had his way with her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he grabbed her body with both paws as he continued to screw as deeply as he possibly could. It was animalistic and raw, yet there was still a love between them. Victor held her close, off to the left a bit as if to hold her against his heart, while Emelia affectionately wiped away the drool flying from Victor's muzzle. The big bear must have been completely lost from reality while he was in the middle of sex, and I felt like I envied him a little bit. Not because he was fucking such a beautiful female grizzly, but because his mind was so free from worry in that moment that he couldn't bring himself to do something as simple as managing his own slobber.

I watched them for a few mins before I saw Emelia whisper something I couldn't hear. Luckily Victor isn't as subtle as he thinks he is and I could clearly see him turn around to look at me before hearing him whisper the words. "Dunno, he might. His pecker's still hard."

She whispered a few things after that but I couldn't pick up the words between Victor's grunts. I wasn't sure what was going on but Victor's big black body kept rolling forward over his wife as he pushed into her and she never stopped sounding like she was enjoying Victor's brutish treatment.

Almost reluctantly Victor pulled himself out of Emelia and motioned for me to come closer. I hesitated at first but after the big bear kept waving his paw I figured it would be impolite to just sit there and stare. I also wanted a closer look at his wife. As I approached, Emelia laid there on her back with a smile, she was in bliss and lovingly rubbed Victor's thigh as he spoke to me. The big black bear looked into my eyes with a wide smile as if he had just won the lottery. "Hey Papa bear, "Would'ja'ever run a sperm race with me and my wife?"

Victor was serious but that wasn't what surprised me, it was the smile on Emelia's face never changing and feeling her other paw slowly creep up my thigh to stroke it the same way she did Victor's. "Emelia, you really want this?"

"I'm lucky to have two handsome males that find me so attractive they'd want to breed with me." She moved her paw from my thigh to my chest, trying to soothe me again and take away my concern. "Helga is a beautiful cub and I'd be thrilled to have another with you, West. Victor has always wanted a son, so either outcome is great for me." To my surprised she leaned over to kiss me while she grasped my bearhood in her paw, the organ twitching in response as it leaked pre into her grasp. "I am Victor's wife, after all. Most of the things that turn him on, turn me on as well."

Emelia was all over me and though I continued to search for it, the jealousy on Victor's expression never came. Instead I was greeted by a heavy smack on the back for encouragement. "Go for it, buddy. She's nice and hot for it and I really wanna race you." I couldn't believe it, Emelia was practically begging for me to breed her and Victor was more than excited to embolden the act.

Maybe I should have just went with it, but a part of me had to know. Victor got Karen pregnant on accident, that was one thing. Deliberately encouraging it was another, I couldn't see myself doing that to him, why was it so easily for Victor to do this for me? "Victor... I don't understand. Your wife is beautiful, lovely, you were in the middle of a passionate moment with her and now you stop just so another bear could get the love of your life pregnant... again!?"

Victor shook his head. "Not just some other bear." Victor wrapped his big arm over my shoulder and pulled me closer. "Family. That's what you are, West. Every day for well over a year now I've raised your cub in my home, born in my own wife. If that doesn't make us close enough to share something like this... then I don't know what does."

It could have been the lack of sleep getting to me, or all of the blood sprinting from my brain into my cock, but Victor's words actually made sense to me. In an odd way, we were all a family. Emelia may not have been my wife but she didn't have to be any different than I let her be. If she wanted me sexually, I was going to give myself to her with Victor's blessing. "Alright, Victor. I'll race you, but only if you go first."

He gave me an odd look, as if he was sensing hesitation. I took Emelia's paw and placed it back on her husband's thigh.

"Trust me. If your sperm are as big and slow as you are, you're going to need the head start." I returned Victor's encouraging smack on the back and the large bear chuckled loud enough to rumble his large stomach. "We'll see, Papa bear."

As I returned to my seat and watched Victor mount Emelia again, I felt a sort of calm wash over me. My life felt like it was starting to make sense again instead of being simply duct taped together. I had a home here with the Naplots just as much as I did at home with my wife. It wasn't the life I asked for, but it was the life I had and I wasn't going to let this moment or the next pass without enjoying it to the fullest. Emelia started rubbing Victor's paws in tiny circles, caressing the black beast's body all the way down to his wobbling belly that looked as if it was struggling to keep up with Victor's rutting. Suddenly Emelia cried out loudly as the warmth of orgasm washed throughout her body, her limbs falling limp in the moment as she surrendered to her husband's desires. Her pleasure wasn't lost on Victor, though he never stopped his humping he did respond by simply praising Emelia by saying, "Good girl."

Soon Emelia saw Victor's face scrunch up and she leaned up into him to embrace his orgasm. "I'm nice and fertile my big, fat, hubby bear. Gonna fill me nice and full?" Her words came out slow and individually as if she was trying to pluck at a deep part of Victor's brain to make him cum harder. It was only seconds later before Victor was roaring out loudly and pushing his rampant dick as far into his wife as he possibly could. The two stayed coupled together for a couple minutes before Victor finally rolled off and switched places with me.

"Better hurry up, Papa bear, I've already planted my seed nice and deep in her." Victor chuckled, his eyes glazed in afterglow as he passed me and flopped into the recliner chair. I hurried my way over to Emelia and greeted her with a tender kiss before I positioned myself over her.

She smiled up at me, gratefully parting her legs and looking into my eyes. "I love my husband, but I also love how you're so different, West." She stroked a paw across my muzzle as she helped me guide myself into her open sex. "So strong, yet so romantic, you'd never fuck a female without kissing her first."

I nuzzled against her as I slowly sunk my way inside her depths. My mind was buzzing with excitement of the thrill of fucking Emelia. It had been so long since I was inside what felt like forbidden territory and the sensation was better than I had ever imagined. Between her juices and my precum leaking cock, there was no resistance and I was able to sink myself to the hilt immediately. There was also the odd sensation of Victor's sticky cum soaking my cock as I impaled his wife with my own bearhood. I knew Victor's girthy member was a bit thicker than mine, but I was superior to him in length. I tried to get as deep inside of Emelia as I possibly could as quickly as I could to try and block the bulk of Victor's sperm and replace it with my own. "You have no idea how badly I've wanted to be inside you again, Emelia."

She smiled up at me and I felt her body melt against mine as we kissed once more. Her tongue danced alongside mine to the same rhythm that our bodies swayed back and forth. I began to fuck her slow and steadily, treating my ears to the slick churning sounds of sexual organs locked together in tender motion. My brown grizzly bear fur meshed with her own, some of Victor's sweat was soaking into me from her fur but I didn't mind. I didn't want to be anywhere else in that moment but right where I was.

Victor snorted a bit from his seat on the recliner, the noise loud enough to turn both of our heads to look at him. "C'mon West, fuck her harder! She needs it good and rough if you want to get her off."

Emelia simply shook her head and gave me a kiss on the nose. "Let him be, Victor. He feels good inside of me and I don't want him to stop what he's doing."

"Aww she's just bein' polite. She really wants you to fuck her brains out. Just start slammin' your pelvis as hard as you can against her's and she'll be soakin' your cock with fluids in no time." I couldn't tell if Victor was trying to encourage me or just give himself a good show to watch. It's true that my natural rhythm was a bit slower and organized when compared to Victor's, but I was also worried that if I moved my member too much inside Emelia that all I'd be doing was pushing Victor's own cum farther into his wife, so I was inclined to keep my own pace.

Still, I was inside Victor's wife and I started to think that following his suggestion would be the polite thing to do. I was shocked, however, when Emelia took her fangs and sunk them into my neck when I attempted to pull my hips back more and give her a nice, hard thrust. "Don't you dare!" Her voice growled into my neck. "I told you I liked what you were doing and I meant it." I felt conflicted, but Emelia's tone made me slowly push the exposed half of my member back into her hot folds of her welcoming pussy and take up my previous pace and keep myself deep inside of her.

Victor stormed over to us, looking as if something had wounded him, his voice an unusual soft and quiet tone as he whimpered to his wife. "You always want me to fuck you rough and hard... why don't you want West to get you off the same way I do?"

Emelia stroked Victor's paw with her own, looking lovingly into his eyes. "...because you're my big, rough monster bear. You're a best and an animal and that's what I love about you, Victor." His expression seemed to brighten a bit once he heard her words. "I love what you do to me, it's so raw and primal and that's what gets me off with you." I felt his weight a bit as he leaned over me to nuzzle affectionately against his wife, along with a throb from his crotch as I could tell what she was saying to him was starting to make him hard again. "...but West is different. He's a strong and gentle bear, thoughtful and romantic. I need that itch scratched too and I love the way he does it, just like I love the way my husband ruffles my fur and makes me gasp for each breath when I orgasm." Victor nodded as he slowly went back to his seat, pawing himself a little as he watched my hips rise and fall in short but strong strokes into his wife. "As for you, West. I bet Karen is the same way. She has to love how this feels, but I bet she'd like my animal husband on her back too."

I nodded back as I nuzzled into Emelia. "I know, I tried to tell myself she wouldn't want him again but I knew it wasn't true." Emelia's legs wrapping around my waist told me that she was close to cumming again. All I had to do was kiss her again and push my body forward to bring her over the edge. I couldn't get over how warm her thighs felt against mine and that warmth seemed to amplify when she was in the throes of another orgasm. Her hot grizzly bear juices adding to our sexual cocktail and trailing down my balls. Once the wave of pleasure had finished coursing through her body, I felt Emelia's hips lift up and lock tighter against mine, she must have sensed the way I was throbbing inside of her and dripping even more precum because she was trying to push me over the edge too.

"I know you're close, West." She whispered just quietly enough that Victor's ears couldn't quite hear her. "You're going to have to cum really hard to make up for his head start. Come on Papabear and show me how you sire your cubs." That sexy grizzly knew just what to say to get me off. I growled loudly and forced myself hard against her once I felt the surge of orgasm hammer against my senses and grip every muscle in my body. With Victor's wife's legs tightly wrapped around me, I came against her cervix as hard as I could, trying to shoot my sperm deep into her womb and past Victor's own swimmers. As I lied panting over her spent body, adding my sweat into her fur, I realized that I had never cum harder in my life than when I was intentionally trying to get a female pregnant from the act of breeding.

I knew this definitely couldn't be the last time I would fuck Victor's wife and that meant a few things had to change.

I kept myself inside Emelia for a few minutes more before I rolled off. Victor wanted a second go but Emelia and I eventually convinced him that would be cheating the sperm race. After we all showered I went home and did some thinking.

The four of us had a crazy life built up here and I was intent on making the best of it. When Karen came home with the cubs I told her what happened between myself and the Naplot's while she was away. I told her how sorry I was for being jealous and making her feel like she couldn't even talk to me about being with Victor again. Before she could say a word Victor emerged from the back yard wearing a suit and clutching his home-made Valentine's day card. I had never seen the black bear all dressed up but I could tell the gesture made Karen happy just by how wide she smiled. She didn't feel like she had to hide her feelings anymore now that she knew I had come around and now all of us could finally be open about how we felt.

Karen couldn't stay long before she had to console her friend from school that had her husband pass away. When she got back home again that night, we stayed up late talking. She told me how unfair she felt things were at times when she could share the comfort of two husbands while her friend was left to go to sleep alone. I told her again that I was sorry it took me so long to accept the life she and I had together, just because it ended up being intertwined with the Naplot's didn't make her love any less special to me. Things were definitely different and sometimes weird, but it was ours, every moment of it.

With the blessings of all those involved, Victor and I ended up swapping wives every couple weeks or so after the event of Valentine's day. Sure it wasn't as forbidden as our lustful encounters were in the past, but it allowed us to build something solid on top of what was once a chaotic foundation. It seemed like that Valentine's day brought us all closer together. Whenever I would take care of Helga and Poa, I realized how much I really did love being a father and how much I wanted to have a cub with my own Wife. Karen and I eventually had another daughter that was biologically both her own and mine.

Despite Victor insisting we do another, we eventually agreed that a sperm race wasn't something we should do again as civilized bears. That carnal competition should only have been reserved for animals and perhaps our most primitive ancestors. As for the sperm race Victor and I already had with Emelia, the result was of no surprise when we found out that the big, rough, monster bear ended up winning and finally got himself a son with his own wife.