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Well a slightly longer story here lays before you. (Yeah I can writer bigger yo. Lol) Anyways, here's another female story for you fellas. Have fun everyone.

The tall oak in the back yard loomed over the house like an ominous plague. With the snow falling harder than ever and the ice forming, it was destined to fall any time now. Our neighbor's tree had already crushed their garage and now ours was threatening to do the same. Thankfully their son wasn't in the garage when it fell. He was quite used to working on his car while it snowed. Working at his desk job late that night, however, he was spared the horrible fate the garage suffered. Fred's cake was nearly done and he'd be home within the hour to celebrate his birthday. Even at our age, a bit of spontaneity was always good.

I planned to get him in the bed room for the entire weekend as soon as he got home. The car screeched into the driveway and I heard the familiar door slam. He never could drive well in the snow or ice. With my extra cute apron on and the cake-icer in paw I stood at the counter waiting for him. When the door opened I was surprised beyond all belief. He had another women in his arms and she was loving all over him like it was HER he was married to. He saw me standing at the counter and just smiled to me as if nothing was wrong.

My jaw dropped at his response. I was furious as he started to explain. He had planned his own bit of spontaneity for this weekend. He knew of my long infatuation with my bi-curious nature. Bringing home this other woman was his present to me. He explained all of the exotic things that we would do and instead of being mad enough to crucify him, I was hotter than I'd been in a long time.

He always knew how to get under my skin; and in my pants. This was no exception. He hit me in a soft spot and I didn't care. All I wanted was a chance to get out of my already too warm clothes. My loins burned as my eyes craved every inch of her. Fred whispered wonderful ideas into my ear as I drank up her beautiful sight.

From the tip of her brown hair she had the finest image I'd ever seen. Whether it was my sex-hazed mind or not, I couldn't resist taking a second and third look across her modest bust. Below her belly resided a pair of curvacious hips and a wonderfully musky mound that I could smell already. Her face lit up my day with the round nature of her cheeks and the bright yellow fur that splashed the end of her muzzle. It was a sharp contrast to her deep brown coat, which was only separated at one more point which started just about her chest and ran to under her tail.

The clothes she had on only furthered my hunger for her petite feminine frame. The hip-hugging cut-off shorts held her small ass firmly in place while outlining the smooth skin of her hips beneath the brown fur. The lace halter top that she wore showed off more than an ample amount of her closely groomed stomach and bulging rack. Her hair was also put up into a small ponytail, held firmly in place by a larg pink butterfly clip.

She winked at me and I had had enough. I moved directly in front of her, drawing in her musky otter scent. Passing behind her and wrapping a paw around her headfur I leaned in to her ear, breathing heavily into it. I guessed right and she started to squirm as soon as I did. He paw was already fidgeting when I moved in front of her but now that I stood so lustfully behind her, she couldn't help but send it south to caress her prize. She must have lost track of time while she was massaging herself because I simply stood there for several minutes and observed her sight and scent.

The over-powering musk she excreted in such liberal amounts kept my loins and nose busy with passion. With all of my self control I resisted grabbing her by the neck and clenching hard as I fondle her clit and breasts. I had to hold back from nipping at her neck and lapping at her ear. I couldn't stop myself, however, from slapping her ass with a quick smack and cracking a large grin. She turned and locked her muzzle with mine giving me a bit of a shock at first. I didn't mind though as I kissed her back twice as hard and twice as passionate.

With my slick loving I could tell she'd almost faint from me. She broke and tried to catch her breath as her eyes looked to mine with reckless abandon. I knew I had stolen her heart, or at least her passion. As the two of us were exploring one another, Fred had taken the liberty of releasing himself from his pants and letting himself from his sheath. The thick wolf-cock bounced happily outside of the warm shelter of his large sheath. He grinned an almost devilishly with a few teeth baring.

I took my cue and led our new ottie-toy to the bedroom to continue our malicious escapades. He followed loosely as he stroked his slick member and eyed both of our nearly naked forms. A hell of a birthday present, even if he did get it himself, two women at one time. He must have been plenty pleased with himself and his member definitely backed up my assumptions. I hadn't seen him this slick so quickly in months.

I threw our little toy onto the bed and ripped a sharp claw under her shorts, rending them from her with a single jerk. She looked dismayed at first but as my paw found her luscious mound she let out a soft moan and her face livened a great deal. I had her already, an incredible feat even for me. Otter females were noted for being quite difficult to turn on but I managed to have her eating from my paw in mere moments. Before long she moaned louder and louder with my paw caressing her silken panties. Her already moist lips continued to pour out capacious amounts of juices.

Fred looked on working himself generously. He huffed and puffed with each stroke to let me know it was time for him to have his first round of fun. I took the girl by the arm and brought her down to her knees beside me at the foot of the bed. Fred was so far along that he didn't take much coaxing to let out a massive load. With open maws we both moaned for his thick cream. Low and behold, thick wolfy cream was exactly what we got. He let loose several large ropes, covering my muzzle as well as our toy's. She moaned out louder than before as she feverishly pumped her paw into herself. Eventualy she soaked the carpet-and her paw-with a large femmy load of her own. I saw her climax hit her and then felt my own come on quickly. As my own paw wandered in my neither reaches I found untimate bliss. The large welling up of sexual energy exploded from me in a gushing surge of girly juices.

I fell back against the bed panting as my afterglow hit me. Just as my head hit the bed my husband was over me and cleaned his first load from my face. He was famous for always hitting two loads at a time. He could have himself ready to go again in a matter of seconds, as he had now. I looked up at him with needing yet exhausted eyes. He must have read my mind because he had our new friend sit calmly on my face while he readied himself at my entrance.

As she sat down the intensity of her musk filled not only my nostrils but my mind as well. I was already feeling hot again as she shifting her beautiful shimmering clit over-top my needy muzzle. I lapped furiously at her folds. She moaned out in kind with every motion of my skilled tongue. She was writhing in pure exctasy atop me and I was nearly there myself as I felt Fred enter me slowly. He always loved taking the first thrust slow and then hammering it home.

Without fail, his second thrust was more of a slam. His meat went almost seven inchs straight into me. Every inch of me shook with each successive pump. As his knot grew so did my hunger. I could feel both of them getting close. I wanted to be there with them. I needed to be there with them.

And soon I let out my own furious moans of exstacy with the coming of my second climax. I sprayed a heavy mist onto Fred and pushed him over the edge. He howled and sunk himself, knot and all, deeper in me than I'd ever felt. With the last heavy thrust he blew his sceond load of wolfy spunk deep within my bowels. His thrust took my breath away, forcing me to the edge of heaven as my experience was completed by the otter juices flowing heavily into my maw. I screamed at the top of my lungs, nearly cracking every window pane within their frames as the three of us fed our orgasms lustfully. In the end, I was ladden with juices and happily stuffed.

And, when it finally subsided, I felt a familiar pair of lips touch mine ever so slightly and a goodnight wish as I felt the door close. Fred led his friend out to the car and drove her home as I faded into the fuzzy bliss of my afterglow. The last waking voice I heard was my beloved's telling me that he'd had the best birthday ever. I guess this birthday he wanted to please me more than he wanted a present for himself. I can't wait to see what might be in store for my own birthday next month. Mmm...........

-Lokor Kitsune