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Paul shuffled in his sleep; rays of sunshine flowing through the curtains, as he began to get up, his left hand brushed against a patch of silky fur. Opening his eyes, he looked down and soon later memories started flooding to the surface. The first kiss he had ever received, his hands caressing his cousin's small body, and the climatic finish they shared as both came for each other; cum injected deep into his semi-cousins virgin womb.

Paul now coming out of, what he considered the best sleep of his life gently slid his member out of Sommer's sex. This elicited a cute little growl from her lips, as he slid out and under the light cover they two shared last night. Naked, and making sure he didn't wake her up, Paul strolled out of the living room, rounding a corner where he strolled into the houses' dining room, and then through an archway, to the kitchen. Michael, once in the kitchen opened the steel refrigerator doors looking what he could use to make breakfast for Sommer and himself.

"Ah, let's see, milk, eggs, orange juice, sausage, and pancake mix," he said softly to himself as he grabbed the ingredients needed to make breakfast.

Going to the kitchen counter he got a frying pan and mixing bowl down from the hinges above the stove and began cooking. Forty minutes passed as Paul stood in the kitchen stirring the pancake batter, making sure all the lumps where gone and so turning the stove on he placed two frying pans down, and on one poured pancake batter, while on the other the sausages were sizzling, a delicious aroma wafting through the house now.

In the living room, a very peaceful looking panthress's nose was twitching to a peculiar smell in the air. Her body awakening because it demanded sustenance stretched on the couch, her head lazily looking around. Still half awake, she got up, a light cover falling away from her to reveal her four foot five nude self. She swayed her tiny black furred ass back and forth, as she instinctually walked in the direction the smell of food was coming from.

"Hey mom," she groaned sitting at the table resting her face flat on its surface, "I'll have two pancakes please."

"Heh, okay 'Darling' but I think afterwards we should get your eyes checked," Paul replied.

Sommer's eyes opened as wide as they could, as her head bolted up into the direction of the voice. They were now focused on her cousin, Paul, who was still standing next to the oven, naked no the less. Just as Paul was, she being a little slower on the uptake began to recall the memories of last night's sexual engagement between the two. As well as his sudden question 'Would you marry me?' She blushed remembering how she said yes to his proposal, and so being brought back to reality she got up from the dining room table and walked into the kitchen, standing just inches behind Paul unnoticed.

Paul felt little hands wrap around his waist just as he was finishing the pancakes and putting them on a flat plate. "Whoa, Sommer you caught me by surprise, I'll have breakfast ready shortly, you don't have to thank me," he said to her softly.

"Paul, did you mean it?" Sommer squeamishly asked him, her arms wrapping tighter around him, her head now buried into the small of his back.

"Mean what?" he replied Paul, now setting everything all, and taking both of his hands, covering hers.

"That you'll marry me, that you'll make me your... wife?" Sommer's breathing becoming shallower each passing moment.

Paul turned to face Sommer, and so kneeling down a bit he grasped both of her shoulders, looking deep into her violet eyes and gently said, "Of course." Her face showing a look of surprise, he continued on. "You complete me, what happened last night simply made me more aware of how much I love you, I just don't know how I could of though I'd ever gone on living without you."

She could not have asked for a better man, even if the Gods themselves came down and built one specifically for her. She knew that he was the one and she would be happy to be his wife. So to show Paul her joy, Sommer took hold of his head, and pulling his muzzle to hers kissed him deeply, their tongues swimming in each others mouths for a few seconds until Paul pulled away.

"Thank you. Well, umm, we better get these sausage and pancakes eaten before they get cold," he grinned, "And look... I made your favorite, blue berry," beaming to the nude panthress as she took her seat at the dining room table, Paul following as he placed the food down, along with drinks and syrup.

"Blue berry pancakes where my favorite, but now they're my second favorite," she grinned at him.

"Oh, is that so, well may I ask what your favorite is now?" Paul asked, really curious as to what it was.

"Sausage, silly," she smiled, "Especially the wolfy ones."

Paul burst out laughing at this one with Sommer not far behind. Calming themselves down, as to not choke on the delicious breakfast that was before them, the two started to converse with one another.

"So, Sommer, do you wanna go to the mall later on?" Paul asked after swallowing a bite, "We could play games, shop for jewelry, or clothes. If your up for that I mean" scratching the back of his matted head.

"That sounds good. Oh and could go see a movie while we're there?" she beckoned him.

"For you anything, my bride to be," Paul gulping down some pancake and raising his glass of orange juice to Sommer, taking hers, Sommer toasted to his proposal and blushed.

"Thank you, my love," a seductive voice escaping from her little mouth, one that would make any mans heart melt, if they were lovers. Which he exactly was experiencing right now, not to mention the full hard on he was receiving, just from looking at her. Shifting slightly in his seat trying to get more comfortable, his stiff member kept pushing against the table.

The rest of the meal was shared in silence, both stealing looks of the others, smiling as they did so while also savoring their wonderful breakfast. It was only as Sommer and Paul finished eating that Paul, stood up, and let out a painful hiss. To Sommer's amusement, this hiss was because her cousin's cock scraped a bit hard for his liking against the table.

"Oh, Paul, are you and 'sausage' okay, here let me look at it?" she lustfully said, getting herself up and approached him seductively.

"Um... I'm alright, there's no need to look at it," he blushed back.

Sommer, now kneeling near his crotch, was getting excited from seeing her loves cock standing high in the air. "Oh so you wouldn't like it if something where to do this to it," grasping his hard on, and stroking it as she spit a little bit of saliva on to it, giving him a smoother pumping motion from her delicate hands.

"Sommer, we shouldn't, I'm dirty down there," he breathed hard, as Sommer, took his meat into her mouth, and started pumping her head back and forth, holding back her gag reflex. She almost had all of his seven and a half inches into her muzzle now.

Paul looked down after a while looking at the small panthress blowing him off. Her hands pulled close to her chest, fists clasped tight, as his right hand now held the back of her head, hips thrusting back and forth into her mouth. Sommer looked up too, her heart racing at a thousand miles an hour, hoping that she was satisfying her cousin. She knew instantly a few moments later that he indeed was enjoying himself as he looked down at her and smiled, his pace quickening.

Paul was now getting more aroused from watching Sommer go wide eyed, tears flowing down her face, and the slurping his cock made in her mouth, bringing him ever closer to the edge. It only took her eyes locking to his; suddenly he took one last great thrust, and pushing his entire member down her throat he came. Pushing so far that it flew past her uvula and dipped down her esophagus, streams of thick cum jetted deep down directly into her stomach. Sommer instantly tightened her throat, making sure to milk his balls for every last drop he had to offer. Moments later Paul pulled out, Sommer taking a much deserved breather as she gagged a bit, composing herself, she pulled out her tongue and licked her lips getting leftover cum that spilled out. She savored its bitter taste, as it intoxicated her young mind, driving her to love Paul even more, her sex begging for attention as it began to overflow with her juices.

"Oh gods Sommer, that was so good," he panted, Sommer now getting up on her two feet, her hands grabbing him, pulling her little frame to his.

"I'm glad you liked it, though please try not to be too rough next time, that hurt," she pleaded to him, eyes red a bit.

"Sorry, I promise I won't be rough. Well not that rough," he snickered at the end. He then grabbed Sommers butt, eliciting a slight yelp from her, before he hefted her over his shoulder, she giggling all the while.

"Paul..., HEY," she laughed from his hand stroking her butt, "Where are you taking me?" she ended with a slight purr.

"Well, we can't go out looking like this can we?" he said to her, his large body turning the corner, going inside her parents bedroom. "I thought we could take a shower, together," he emphasizing 'together' at the end, as they came to her parents bathroom, a large shower that could easily fit four.

Paul set Sommer down, and she marveled that after what she did for her dark wolf, just moments ago, didn't come close to slaking his lust.

"Wow, you're still hard," she said, obvious that he knew already.

"Seems you have a way for men, preferably certain wolves," he said to her

The two only laughed; as they turned the shower on, making sure the temperature was just right until walking in it. It took the two a mere hour and a half to finish the shower. The reason being was that the two simply had to much fun washing each others backs, and one thing leading to another, and the two were back in the throws of carnal mating. Paul must have easily cum three times, while he "cleaned" himself up, as for Sommer, she came twice as much, her body still inexperienced, she couldn't hold out much.

The two eventually composed themselves, and got each other cleaned, even though the two desperately wanted to continue, their play, but wasting a day like this would be a sin for the two, so they decided they would save it for tonight.

"Whoa, I think people should take communicative showers at work," Paul joked to his little cousin as they exited the shower. He continued, "Just think of all the stress people would be rid of if they did."

"Hey, I'm game," Sommer laughed back, as the two went into their separate rooms to get dressed. A few moments later, Paul came out of his room, wearing baggy black pants, red stripes, going down the sides, in elaborate detail. He had a chain clipped around his belt loop that was his watch, which his great grandfather gave him; he always wore it when he went out. His shirt composed of dark green and black, a combination that most didn't see often, but that's why he liked it, it made him unique, and beside, it had his favorite quote written on it, "If You Could Read My Mind, You Wouldn't Be Laughing."

Paul strolled into the living room, and sing on the couch, waited for Sommer to come downstairs. He knew it would be a while, since girls her age tended to take their time getting ready. Another factor he concluded was that she was probably taking this extra time to make herself look especially good for him as well. Five minutes passed faster than Paul expected; he heard from upstairs a door close, where he stood up and went to the head of the stairs. What Paul saw didn't disappoint him in the least.

Sommer at the top of the staircase looked down at Paul and blushed, as he smiled at what she was wearing. She wore black baggy jeans, one that almost matched Paul's, but without the red stripes making patterns all across it. The pants were tight around her waist as well, showing off her young butt, a sight Paul hoped to see more, over the coming days. His eyes traveled up to her shirt, which was a deep shade of violet, a color that easily matched her eyes. The shirt had no markings or writing on it, but it did stop right below her belly button, showing a bit of her black fur. Next his eyes looked to her hands where she wore black fingerless gloves, a fire design cutting away around the knuckles and colored white. Finally she wore emerald and ruby earrings in each ear, crisscrossing with each other, and around her neck, a locket. The two perfectly matched each other, but hey what was new, they were meant for each others.

Sommer looked so beautiful to him, she just had an aura about her that made Paul light headed. This of course did present a problem for him when she wanted to talk to him.

"Paul," she giggled, "you're staring. Come on lets go."

Shaking his head Paul blushed, as he apologized to his lover, and soon later, opened the door for the panthress, him right behind locking the door. She and him, walked to his sports car (I really don't know much about cars, so feel free just choose whatever would look good for him), and took off towards the interstate and later the mall.

It was a twenty minute drive to the mall which passed quickly for the two, as they talked about each others likes, dislikes, secrets, and fetishes. Sometimes they would stop for a while enjoying each others company while listening to the light jazz that Paul's satellite radio would play. Eventually the two came up to their exit on the interstate, taking them into the city, where he proceeded to its mall.

Paul pulled into the malls parking lot, which was jam packed with others, and the two got out, marveling at the size of the building. Building was not really the right word to describe the place, more like building(s) as there were Jc Penny's, Dillard's, Best Buy, Barnes and Noble, and a Macaroni Grill. There were of course dozens, if not 100's of other stores inside waiting.

Sommer was all alight, as she prepared to enjoy the day with her Paul. The two walked inside, Sommer's hands wrapped around his and head against his arm, smiling. Paul was a little nervous at first, but after noticing that no one seemed to look, or care for that matter relaxed, the two waltzing through the main lobby.

"So, where should we go first, Sommer?" Paul asked quizzically.

"Let's go to Barnes and Noble," she pointed to the bookstore. Paul nodded in agreement, as he remembered he was meaning to grab some classics for himself, such as The Count of Monte Cristo, and Journey to the West. Books he believed made a person better rounded, and better to society. Entering the store, Sommer broke away from Paul, and headed to the cultural section, and soon later graphic novels. Paul just took his time; heading to the second floor, where he rummaged through classical literature, until he found what he was looking for.

"Ah... here they are, and half off, well I guess it's natural, having been around for a couple of hundred years," murmuring to himself. Taking a seat he opened Journey to the West and began to read chapter one 'War of the Gods.'

An hour passed, and Paul enjoyed every minute he had reading his book, when someone behind him, wrapped their arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek. "Ah, Sommer, not in public, we could get caught." He whispered.

"Oh, so that's how it is?" a voice replied, Paul went wide eyed, he recognized that voice, but it definitely wasn't Sommers.

He whirled around, and looked, it was a white bunny girl, and behind her, was another white bunny, also a girl and her twin, with Sommer standing next to her, smiling.

"Ava!" he stammered, and then, "Emily!" his eyes going to the one farthest back.

"Why are you here?" his cheeks red, under his fur, knowing that he was caught.

"Ah Man, how is it you can always tell us apart?" Ava whined, putting her hands on her hips. "Just once I'd like to trick you up, I mean we do it to everyone, even our parents, but you never fall for it. Why's that?"

Paul completely ignored Ava for the moment as he looked pleadingly to Sommer.

"Sommer, why are they here?" he questioned, eyes with the look of worry in them.

"I saw them downstairs, and thought I would say hello," she said, a slight smirk on her face.

Now you should know that Paul had known Ava and Emily for just as long as his cousin Sommer. The two were inseparable, and tended to share everything; they both never got into any fights, and were each others best friends. Both of the bunny twins were around Sommer's age, and had snow white fur, they both wore clothing that almost matched, tight fitting blue jeans that showed off their bubbly asses, and wonderful legs. For their shirts, Ava wore a yellow one with a picture of shamrock on it, while Emily wore a green one, the picture of a smiling face, inside a yellow circle. Both shirts, ended just above their belly buttons, something most parents wouldn't agree to, but lucky for the twins, theirs didn't care, so long as the two were happy. One final feature the twins shared was that they wore leather chokers around their necks all the time, and in the center a pretty well sized birthstone, a ruby for the month of July.

Continuing on, Ava poked Paul in the ribs, saying, "So what did you mean 'not in public," a slight wink escaping her face, Paul blushing more.

"Well, you see, Ugh... Sommer, can't, Um... asked me to look at new bras with her," he flat out lied.

"Don't play coy with us," this time Emily spoke, "We know what you and Sommer are up to, lover boy."

Paul was in a panic now, "Shh, not so loud, who told you?" he pleaded

"Come on, you can't guess?" the two saying in unison, thumbs pointing in Sommer's direction.

"Sommer, you told them, why?" he questioned, "We have to be careful, we need to wait, before telling anyone," he ended.

"That's the thing, it sort of slipped out, next thing I knew, they were asking what we did, how it felt, and was it good," she spoke in whispers as customers where coming up the stairs to their area.

"Oh, don't worry Paul, we won't tell, we just want you to come with us," Ava spoke.

"Where're we going?" Paul said in a worried tone.

"You'll see," this time Emily again.

The four, walked out of Barnes and Nobles, and proceeded downstairs to the first level, where Paul swiftly paid for his books and left. They came upon Victoria's Secret minutes later and Paul's jaw dropped. He knew this was the worst place he could be at the moment and so tried to escape. This was hard to do of course when he had three girls taking hold of his left arm, and quite literally drag him inside.

"Hello, Mademoiselles and Monsieur, how are you doing today?" a young black feline behind the counter greeted. Her French articulations clearly heard in her English.

"He he, where're fine thank you, just having trouble with our carrier," Sommer laughed, "He's too embarrassed to come in, as you can see."

"Ah oui, you three seem to have him on a short leash," she smiled, completely oblivious, "Well I do hope you enjoy shopping, and I await your return," afterwards the feline went back to her inventory check behind the register.

"See that wasn't too bad," Emily piped, "Now sit over there, and stay, you wouldn't want to miss the show," she flirted.

The three young girls scattered to all sides of the shop, being as they were for some odd reason the only ones there, and gathered all manners of clothing. They all made sure Paul couldn't see what was in their hands, because they wanted it to be a surprise. Paul, regaining most of his nerves, sat calmly, and picked up his book that he bought, and went back to reading. Thirty minutes later, he was interrupted by a low whistle in front of him. Paul looked up, noticing that a curtain was closed to his left, shutting off the store, from him, and to his front, three red curtains, which he recognized all too quickly where changing rooms.

"Oh Paul," came three sultry voices behind the curtains at once, "We have something to show you, we've been very naughty little girls."

Paul was getting excited, he knew now what the three planned for him, and thought to himself, 'I'm the luckiest man alive.' All of the sudden the far left curtain opened revealing Ava. She was not the Ava he remembered the previous forty-five minutes ago, but a much sexier one, as she walked out in nothing put violet laced underwear. The braw barely containing her B cup breasts which had black lace around its edges, with little broken hearts depicted on it, as well as the panties she wore. Paul admired her small form, his cock growing in his pants. His member only got fully hard when she turned around revealing that her panties where in fact a thong. She danced around a bit, bending in all the right places, showing Paul the outline of her little slit underneath it. She eventually ended her dance with a giggle and blushing set a pose, staying there unmoved.

It was Emily's turn now. She exited from the middle curtain wearing a bikini with swirling stripes of gold and red. She was identical to her sister, the same toned tummy, B cup breast, and that seductive grin crossing her mouth. Paul really started to feel the heat as he marveled at Emily. The bra of the bikini only covered a third of her breasts, which meant it was doing its job perfectly. She then suddenly walked over to where Paul sat, and began giving him a lap dance. Her left hand gliding smoothly through his black hair, down to his cheeks, and across his lips, before turning away walking where her sister was. Paul started panting a bit as he noticed she too wore a thong showing off her delicious ass; and so he quickly, but gently grabbed a cheek, eliciting a squeak of surprise and a red blush, before taking a pose.

Finally the moment Paul had been waiting for, Sommer, his future wife to be, came out of the last curtain on the far right. Eyes bulging as he marveled at the dark blue lace balconet bra. The balconet mainly consisted of a little dark blue miniskirt, around her waste with a little pink bow in the middle, and a black garter clasped to he left leg. As for the bra it was the same color, and tightly covered her budding breasts, the same pink bow on it as well. Summer proceeded, to Paul, where she turned around, and pretended she dropped something on the ground. Bending over as if to pick whatever she dropped, she revealed to him that underneath her little miniskirt, she wore absolutely nothing. Paul stared at her lovely folds, her juices flowing lightly down her thighs. Sommer was clearly turned on, so reaching out, Paul took his finger and pushed it into her, eliciting a gasp of pleasure; he pulled out slightly and then pushed back in. This continued for a good two minutes as she began bucking her hips back and forth, working to an orgasm. He stopped abruptly, and taking his finger to his maw, sucked it clean.

"Why did you stop, I was almost there?" a confused panthress presented itself to a grinning Paul.

Taking a big breath he replied, "Because, it's not safe, and..." he grinned, "I'd like to see more," his hands gesturing to the two bunnies staring at Sommer, looks of envy in their eyes, as the themselves massaged their sex's, juices flowing down the thighs.

"Not to mention I'd like to continue the show, just not the after party... Yet," grinning at the twins now.

Sommer smiled as she looked at the blushing bunnies before running back into the changing room, preparing for another show. For close to an hour, the three girls, came out in all forms of lingerie. They had everything from night gowns, more bikinis, leather suits with high heels, and some that where down right near nudist. In the end, Paul had to leave, because he truly believed that if he stayed any longer he would be fucking the three girls right there and then.

"Paul!" Ava poked her head out of the curtain, "Where're you going?"

Tilting his head over his shoulder, he answered, "Just out for some air, I'm getting a little hot," though hot was an understatement, he was downright on fire, in his loins begging to breed them. Digging through one of his pockets, Paul pulled out his wallet, and producing a credit card, where tossed it to Ava who caught it.

"Hey, what's this for," a look of confusion on her face.

"Give it to Sommer," he replied back, "Tell her that she can buy two," expressing the number with his fingers, "of any of those lovely clothes, and oh before I forget you and your sis can do the same if you want."

Ava was all smiles; she thanked Paul by blowing a kiss in his direction, and soon after zipped her head behind the changing room's curtain. He could hear some little cheers, as the girls got together and organized which of the lingerie looked best on them, and be the best for Paul.

Paul was now sitting in an area that had a TV playing CNN just outside Victoria's Secret, where he gazed over and saw other men just lazily stare into space. He grinned thinking how they must all be in the same situation, wives or girlfriends running about, buying, gossiping, and spending. But then he started counting himself lucky. He had three gorgeous girls with him, and for the foggiest clue two of them seemed to like him. His mind wondered at the show he had just witnessed. Time flew by because twenty minutes later, giddy girls came prancing out of Victoria's Secret, where they approached Paul and all at once hugged him, kissing both sides of his cheeks and forehead.

People stared at this unusual sight; quite not sure what to think, as three sexy teenage girls, just barely past thirteen, were hugging this tall slightly masculine wolf in front of their eyes. Paul just stared absently, completely surprised, and so the others must have thought, the girls where trying to embarrass him and just laughed shaking their heads.

One middle aged tabby cat called out to him, "Heh, got some mighty lovely ladies there kid," he laughed

"Um...Yeah, there the best," he stuttered, trying to ignore the raging hard on he was getting from their breasts clearly coming from all sides around him.

"Yeah he's a nice little wolfy," the three said in unison, "Aren't you?" their beautiful faces now turned to his, their eyes sparkling, a hint of red under their fur, hinting to the deep blushes they all shared.

"I try," he laughed. Paul now got up, the girls getting on either side of him, as he began walking toward the second floor of the mall. A couple of hours went by as the four, shopped, heading into shoe stores, jewelry stores, and even electronic stores such as the Besy Buy. Where they played Guitar Hero 3; Paul clearly the best player there. The day pretty much went away, as they finished their excursion in the mall with tasty meals in the local food court,

"Well, gals, it's getting late, Sommer and I need to be getting home," he dryly stated

Sommer and the girls all smiled as Paul began standing up, grabbing his food tray. "Paul, while you where outside Victoria's Secret, I called mom and dad and told them if Ava and Emily could spend the week with us," giggling

"Hugh," was all he could say.

"Yeah, they told me it was okay, as long as you didn't mind," she knew he really didn't, "oh and they got the okay from their mom and dad too," she added to the end.

There was nothing Paul could do, secretly from the time he got to see the "little show," he had been hoping he could have some quality times with the girls. It just seemed too good to be true, so it took him a while to get his gears rolling again.

"Oh, it's okay," he gave a toothy grin, "and I promise we'll have lots more fun."

Blushing the girls quickly got up, and putting their trays away, exited with Paul in hands, to his car. The drive was pretty much a good one, as they all talked about tomorrow, and the fact that Paul was rubbing Sommer's thigh lightly, the twins taking feels too.

Once pulled into the drive way, the girls quickly exited the car, and ran upstairs to Sommer's room, shopping bags in tow. Paul clearly understood what was happening, but never knew it would be this quick. Hell, he was horny too, but noticed how horny the girls where too. Paul snickered a bit, realizing that girls where pretty much the same as guys, they just knew how to hide it better when they got older. It didn't matter, Paul was going to be swimming in lust in a few minutes time anyway, and so kicking of his shoes, he sat on the living room couch, silence around him.

The silence didn't last long as Paul heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the same lovely girls he saw in Victoria's Secret earlier today. Paul stood up, watching as the girls approached him, and soon after surrounded him. It was Ava who got to Paul first, she being the only one unable to kiss Paul, until now. He lowered his head to meet hers, where Emily and Sommer, where caressing his strong body, and tugging at his shirt. Paul accepted the kiss, and tongue plunging deep into her mouth, slowly started lifting his shirt. Paul pulled away a bit, as he got the collar of the shirt pulled over his head, and tossed it into the corner, his mouth returning to Ava's. The two other, now feeling him up, their lips kissing his tummy, licking his nipples, and snuggling against his arms, Paul was in paradise.

Minutes passed, his kissing going to all the girls, their saliva mixing together into an intoxicating soup. Eventually the girls pulled off their bras, as well as his pants. Paul just continued standing, his cock standing at full length. The girls looked hypnotically at it, but it was Sommer who acted first. She approached his member, and sticking out her tongue, lightly licked the tip, his cock jumping up a bit, from the sensation. Ava and Emily couldn't believe her boldness, as so grinning at each other, got side by side with Sommer, and took off licking his cock too.

Paul was in bliss, the wet feeling as the three beautiful girls below, licking and nibbling his cock, was near overwhelming. Ava had moved down to his base, where he heard her suckling his sensitve skin. Sommer now had Pauls cock half way down her throat, her fingers going in and out of her dripping sex. She moaned too, sending added shivers down his spine as he was suddenly caught off guard by a third tongue mysteriously making its way to his ball sack. Emily took no time teasing it; she abruptly took his left testicle and putting it in her mouth, swished it around, bathing Paul in warmth.

"Oh... Ah... soo good," he could be heard by the girls, as his hips lightly thrusted back and forth.

Minutes passed as the girls became fixated on pleasuring him further. Paul couldn't take it anymore, and so had to stop them abruptly, wanting to save all he had, for them.

"Now, Emily why don't you come here?" looking to his left, patting his lap at the same time.

Emily just nodded and so getting on all fours, crawled to Paul, him sitting comfortably on the living room couch now. Looking up, Emily saw that Paul was still patting his lap, compassion on his face all the while. She got up on slowly, and lifting her left leg over his, she straddled his waist.

"Emily," he said, looks of love in his eyes, "Are you sure you want to go on?"

"Yes," she simply said back, and then, "I...I've always loved you...Please be mine!" She blurted out, embarrassment rising as she looked into his eyes.

Ava and Sommer, looked at her in aw. The sudden confession catching them of guard; to be infatuated with a guy was one thing, but for her to be in love with Paul too, simply remarkable. Paul pulling her down a bit, brushed his cocks head against her dripping sex. Slowly he pushed into her, eliciting a slight gasp of surprise. Emily never took her eyes of Paul and neither did he. He pushed a little deeper every second, until he stopped.

"Emily, this is going to hurt a bit," he consoled her, "but I promise it'll be over quickly."

Emily braced herself, but with all the preparation in the world she couldn't prepare for this. Pulling out just a bit, he quickly thrusted into her tight sex, pushing through her maiden head, and into her untouched depths. Emily closed her eyes shut, laid her head on his shoulder, never once making a sound. Ava and Sommer just watched in amazement as there friend was slowly being pumped into by a much larger wolf. Paul was already pumping into the small rabbit slowly, trying to ease her out of the shock and into pleasure. He felt the warmth of her love tunnel, from not only her juices, but the virgin blood that mingled with it as well. Blood lightly fell to the floor, where Paul had earlier placed a rag towel down, as not to cause a mess.

"Oh, Emily, you're so tight," Paul whispered into her ear. This elicited a groan of disapproval, as Emily was embarrassed that he would say such a thing. He continued to say naughty things to her, trying to make her put away the dulling pain, and embrace the growing pleasure. It worked brilliantly. Emily had now started moving on her own, a little at first, but now she lifted her own body, and slapped it down on Paul's raging hard on. Ava and Sommer where in the corner, both rubbing themselves as they watched Paul take this rabbit and breed her. Paul, now quickened the pace, his right hand massaging Emily's clit, his left hand fondling one of her breasts, and his mouth deeply engaged in hers, both their tongues swimming viciously with the other. Paul couldn't take it anymore, and so taking both of his strong arm and wrapping them around Emily, he quickened the pace faster than he ever did, her little body pulled tight against his; she feeling his strong muscles and abs against hers, and him her smooth, and slightly bubbly breast against his.

Emily, I can't hold on much longer, I'm...I'm gonna cum," he blurted out loud all the sudden.

"Me too," was all she said, before she bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, bouncing up and down on the wolf.

With one last great thrust, Paul shoved his member deep within her, cumming a torrent of his seed, she shaking violently from her strongest orgasm to date. Seed flooding deep inside her, her walls spasmed, milking his balls as much as they could, channeling it inside her greedy womb, where it settled, warmth flooding her from the inside out.

Paul held Emily tight, as she passed out from the sudden exhilaration she had gone through. Laying her down on the couch, Paul looked over to Ava and Sommer, only to find the two playing with each other, not really wasting any time.

"Ava, Sommer," he called to the two, eyes shooting up to his gaze, realizing that he was ready. "Both of you, why don't you come over here?" gesturing his hand to them.

Not a single thought ran through both their heads, as they simply complied with his wishes. The two girls wanting more than anything to be satisfied by his already hard again cock. Since Ava had yet to experience the throws of sex, unlike her Sommer, he let her straddle him first, and he laying flat on his back, pulled Sommer over to his face.

"Are you two ready?" he breathed hard. The two never spoke, they only lowered themselves down on him, their minds hypnotized by his love, his scent, his very presence. As with Emily, Ava had her virginity taken, but unlike her sister, her head shot up high, a yell escaping her lips. Sommer had already lowered her dripping sex onto Paul's muzzle where he began probing her with his tongue. Sommer seeing the pained rabbit girl, pulled her close kissed her, the shouts muffled but much fulfilling. Paul's hips quickened the pace while his tongue did the same, juices running down his throat, putting him into a light daze. Both girls where now bouncing up and down in unison with each other, lips still locked, tongues trying hard to be one. Eventually they pulled away, and clasping hands, looked into each others eyes.

"How GUGH... does it feel?" Sommer sputtered to Ava.

"Ugh... soooo good, its sooo good," he said, though it didn't do any justice for her. Paul had slowly been picking up the pace, as both Ava and Sommer where beginning to tighten up a bit. Paul's tongue was now deep into Sommer's sex, his hands stretched up high, pinching her nipples and at other times rubbing her belly and bottom. Minutes passed as indescribable pleasure coursed through the three. Paul was nearing the end, he couldn't hold out any longer.

"Girls...I can't hold out any longer...I'm gonna AWOOO," he finished with a high howl as he took one huge thrust, burying his cock into Ava tight pussy. The girls too now being thrown into the cusps of their own orgasms, Ava's pussy, milking what Paul had left, which was still impressive for a guy who had cum five times already, now working on his sixth. Sommer on the other gushed her juices all over Paul's face, his tongue lapping as much as her could, savoring the flavor.

"That was great," Paul spoke to all three girls, as they where hugging him from all sides, small bodies pressed into his. It had been ten minutes since he had finished with the last two, and so Emily was fully awake, and very happy.

"Paul?" Emily spoke first, his head looking to hers, "If you're going to marry Sommer, does that mean we'll have to leave?" she said, her ears lowering a bit, as well as her sisters.

"Now why would we do that?" he piped up proudly. Watching his new lovers' spirits pick up, along with their drooping ears.

"Yeah, we got plenty of time until that happens, sillies," Sommer spoke up. "So we can all share Paul, we'll all be his wives." She ended on a smile.

"That's right, I'll be your husband, and I'll never love any of you differently than I do now," he spoke gently. All three of the girls faces brightening up, amazed at how great of a wolf he is.

LOL. Bet of you readers didn't expect this to happen. I'm not usually contempt with just one guy with one girl in my writings, so I thought (*Neh*) why not give Paul a harem. To note this story was hard as hell to write, and even harder to revise, even though I bet most of you will still find errors. I hope to see feedback, comments, critique suggestions, and ratings. CHOW