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Christine sat with her back to Rand, leaning against his solid bulk and nodding blissfully off as their voices filtered into her subconscious. Drifting in and out of sleep, she heard Des chuckle and point out the young otters muzzle, she snapped it quickly shut, realising what he was amused at and wiped the spit quickly off her chin with a furry paw before letting herself drift back under. Fawning over her conquest and gushing about him to her online friends was keeping her up late at night.

Rand smiled and looked over to the young girl that had recently joined his little group. She was resting against his shoulder facing away from him and all he could see was her cute ears and the top of her head. He looked sharply up at the overweight Desmond when asked if he was dating the young otter. A blush threatening to colour his face as he replied, startled. "God Des! She's only 14! They would lock me up for that!"

"Not if you are just dating her they wouldn't." came the grinning reply.

"Are you doing anything more than just seeing her Rand?" Sarah asked with a wicked sparkle in her eyes as she flashed rand a pearly equine grin, enjoying watching the bashful male squirm.

Sarah was unusual in many respects, for one she was a pretty mare hanging around Rand and his little group. For another, Sarah was a lesbian. The mare was a touch more stocky than dainty but none the less beautiful with her rich bay colouring, long black hair cascading down her long regal neck and a thick black tail flagging proudly behind her. Sarah had been easily accepted by the slightly introverted boys and playfully tolerated Des' teasing, Justin's shameless flirting and Rand's occasional concealed stares at her posterior. She was certainly more comfortable around the three of them than the other bigoted pupils in the school.

Justin grinned at the mare, "Why, Sarah? Would you like to play with Chris if Rand doesn't want to?"

He laughed when Sarah cuffed him on the shoulder, putting his arm out to stop him falling over onto the grass. Justin was small for his age and didn't seem to be growing any. Rand towered over him when they stood near each other, or when they sat next to each other for that matter. Justin had a kind face and a much sharper wit than the others, it tended to grow more course as he became more animated.

"I'm not even sure you muzzle would fit between her little legs Sarah!" he said as he guarded his head from abuse.

Sarah made a threatening sharp jerk of her head toward the slight Justin and he fell over, away from her, laughing.

"I'm going to get trampled!" He pleaded, wincing when Sarah pummelled his hip playfully.

Rand quickly changed the subject, looking at Sarah. "Are you coming over to pick up the copy of Skyrin?" he asked, "I need to show you how to run a virtual drive and crack it before you can play it."

Sarah's ears perked. "Sure, oh wait. Mom needs her car after I get back. Can I come tomorrow?"

Rand shook his head. "MMA tomorrow. I don't think we will have enough time." He thought a little. "I can follow you home and bring you with if you like. I'm going past Chris' house anyway, you don't live far. I can take you home after."

The mare smiled excitedly. "Sure! God, I've been dying to play it!"

Rand smiled and looked up as the recess bell rang. He turned to Christine and gently shook her shoulder, grinning widely when she jerked out of her sleep.

"I'll drive her safely Mrs Doll." He called out of his window to Sarah's Mom as the 3 of them set off for Chris' house. "I'll bring her back at around 7." Earlier than that and they wouldn't have much time to socialise.

Rand headed for Chris's house and the three of them chatted easily in the car for the brief trip.

"Are you going to come and challenge me to some Tekkem?" Chris asked as they approached her home. She knew it was Rand's weakness. He was much better at it than her, but he still liked to play the aging game on her antiquated console.

"Do you mind?" Rand asked Sarah. "I can make us some coffee."

Sarah smiled. "Sure. No hurry." Though the mare was a little antsy to play the game once she had her hands on it.

Chris headed off for her room to change, Rand the kitchen and Sarah sat on the wide couch in front of the TV while she waited for them, her eyes studying the abundant art in the room.

Chris came out first, Sarah's eyebrows rose as she watched the young otter enter the room wearing a fairly short floral skirt, her tail hung out the bottom and not through the intended hole in the back. The mare watched Christine intently as she set up the console on the carpet. Each time Chris bent, her thick otter tail raised the loose skirt, exposing the creamy white patch of fur hiding just beneath the otter's tail. Chris settled on the carpet, lying prone with a controller in her hand and started a single player game while she waited for Rand to finish in the kitchen.

Rand walked in, carefully balancing their three cups on a tray, bending to places Chris' next to her elbow and standing to take Sarah's to the coffee table in front of her. He sat on the other side of the couch to sip at his hot beverage.

Sarah silently crooked a finger at rand, instructing him to move closer to her. Intrigued, he shifted closer and followed the line of her pointing finger as the mare leaned close to his ear and whispered. "I think she may be trying to tell you something." Sarah grinned as she watched Rand's face flush with embarrassment and supressed interest. His grey school uniform pants bowing slowly outward as his eyes drank in the sight of the otter's tight little bum and exposed mound.

Rand looked quickly away, clearly flustered. Sarah grinned, setting her cup back on the table and stood, approaching the otter silently as the carpet muffled her hooves.

Kneeling alongside the otter, Sarah began tracing a finger under the base of Chris's erect tail. Chris squeaked and slammed her legs closed, her tail falling to cover herself and looked over her shoulder, shooting an indignant glare at the mare.

Sarah laughed, her hand drawing patterns in the otters cute rump. "Don't act shy Chris." She said with a mocking voice. "You know this is what you wanted to show Rand. Lift your tail."

Gradually the tail complied, a fiery blush tinting the otters nose as Sarah spread the otters legs once again. Rand gasped at what was happening before him. His head screamed at him to escape but his body was the victor as the erotic sight rooted him in place. Sarah placed her hands on the otter's tight cheeks and spread them slowly. A muffled squeak escaping from the embarrassed otter as she lay her head on the floor, feeling the cool air kiss her hot tail hole and then get sucked into her depths with an embarrassing wet sound as she was pulled wide enough to break the airtight seal on her little tunnel.

Rand tried to supress a groan and gripped his painfully hard erection in his hand, feeling the blood surge in rhythm with the pounding of the blood in his ears. His mouth felt suddenly parched as Sarah looked up at him, smiling at his reaction. "What are you doing Sarah?" He almost croaked, the strain in his voice unmistakeable.

You two have been fawning over each other for two months now; I think it's about time you did something about it. Also, I don't think the poor otter will be able to take much more of you avoiding her advances."

Sarah leaned over, whispering comforting words to the quivering otter and asked her to raise her hips a little for Rand to get a better view.

The instruction slowly penetrated the otter's foggy brain and she did as she was told. Arousal at being exposed for her human started to override the otter's embarrassment and she pulled her knees under her hips, her tail end lifting to expose herself completely. Chris moaned from the sting of having her tail hole stretched wide by the mare, and was relieved when Sarah slipped a hand between her little cheeks to keep her spread and removed a hand. She was still spread by the remaining hand but not as forcefully as when the mare was using both hands. Sarah lifted a furred finger to her mouth, wetting the digit thoroughly and lowered it to the otters honey pot, encircling the pink entrance and then pressing it into the twitching otter flesh.

Sarah smiled as she felt the otters quick arousal soaking the mare's digit with her excitement. Sara pulled her finger out with a small popping sound and brought it up to her mouth to taste the sweet young nectar.

Rand shut his eyes briefly as an orgasm pulsed through him, coating his boxers with his pungent seed. He recovered as quickly as he could, glad to see that Sarah hadn't noticed, and continued watching the two girls. Shaking with guilt and temporary relief his arousal was slammed back into him as he watched, whimpering. Sarah was sliding her finger into the young otter and pulling upward as she withdrew, stretching the little mound outward with each movement. His legs felt like jelly and his body was shaking with a combination of desire and fright. He watched Sarah lean over to Chris' head and whisper something lengthy into her ear. The small otter nodded and slowly pushed herself up on her hands, Sarah pulled herself slowly from the otter's wet rosebud.

"I think she is ready for you Rand." Sarah smiled naughtily up at the dazed human holding his eager erection painfully.

Rand's eyes widened. "R-ready?" he stammered. "O-oh. I don't think I will fit." He fought to keep his eyes from rolling back into his head and fainting.

"I told Chris that you would be gentle. As long as you take it slowly and stop if she asks you to. The two of you should be fine."

Dazed, Rand watched Christine approach, lowering herself to undo the button straining to keep him inside. She smiled when she caught his unique aroma for her second time. Giggling as he raised himself off the couch to free his clothes. Chris took in a sharp breath as the massive shaft was released in front of her. He wasn't anything astounding in length; perhaps 7 inches, but his girth frightened the young otter. Hearing Sarah's sharp indrawn breath didn't help settle her concern either. Chris reached up hesitantly and attempted to close her hand around the massive shaft, Rand's rod was as thick as her wrist! She stood staring at its engorged head as it pulsed in her hand, her fingertips feeling the blood flowing past her tight grip.

Seeing the sticky white substance clinging to his skin, Chris laughed. "You get started without us Rand?"

He flushed; a look of horror crossing his face.

"It's ok Rand. Calm down. You will probably last longer next time. You had better take it very slowly with that thing. I think she may be a little young after all. Would you still like him to try Chris?"

Chris gave a timid nod of her head.

Rand shook as he leaned down to pull off first his shoes and then his longs.

"Ok Rand, come kneel behind Chris here.

Rand rose nervously, changing places with the mare. Sarah lifted her uniform skirt above her crotch as she sat and pulled her soaked panties out of the way. He caught a glance of Sarah's furless, puffy, dark labia and watching mesmerised as the flesh around the swollen clit winked excitedly, pressing the large button outward as her body advertised its arousal. A string of clear moisture slowly escaped from between her thighs, it ran down the leather couch, falling finally to the carpet under the her.

Kneeling, Rand's eyes bulged as the view changed in front of him. He lifted Chris' thick tail, peering underneath at the soft cream mound surrounded by vibrant brown furr. At this distance, he could smell her arousal, drawing a deep breath of the beautiful otter; Rand placed his shaking hands on her hips, bringing his nose closer for another sample and shut his eyes in rapture. How the hell was he lucky enough to have this beautiful otter wanting him, and how on earth was he going to fit inside her? Doubt suddenly coursed through him.

Sarah pulled Chris' head down; the otter kneeled in front of the older mare letting herself be drawn into Sarah's heat. Equine arousal flooded Chris' sensitive nose, she didn't really want to lick the horse there, but it was a small price to pay for bringing Rand to his senses. She needed him, Rand was her world. She would take all of him and he would be hers.

Chris felt his member press against her opening; she turned around and looked into the scared humans eyes. "It's ok Rand," she encouraged in a small, shaky voice, "I want you inside me so badly."

Rand nodded, holding her hip with one hand, and his shaft with the other. He rubbed his head in her heat to moisten it, his jaw dropping with lust as he watched her little mound parting around him.

Satisfied, Rand lowered himself a little further by spreading his knees and lined his shaft up perfectly with her moist target. He started leaning his weight into the young otter, feeling her opening spread reluctantly to accept his tip; her unprepared muscles pulsing around him at his intrusion. Hearing Christine moan, Rand looked forward, the young otter gave a painful moan and the mare pressed Chris into her sex to muffle to the sound.

Rand looked back down, reapplying the pressure to the young girl. Millimetre, by millimetre, he sank into his little otter, watching her entrance stretching gradually as he pressed into her tunnel. The base of his glans was the widest part of him, he would have to get her past that to relieve the pressure a little but he didn't dare thrust into the little otter yet. He would break her if he tried that. She would have to take him slowly. Rand watched her entrance stretch to accommodate him as he neared his flare, her hips were bucking, her moans becoming shrieks in the mare's crotch.

Rand looked up at Sarah, "I cant do this to her." He said with a worried look on his face. She's in pain.

Sarah looked into his eyes, "You must be close rand, just get it in and then stop. She will adjust to you slowly once you are inside."

Hurting for the little otter, Rand continued his pressure, the otters knees were slapping the carpet she was shuddering so hard. He looked down to see her hole closing around his head. Rand had to force himself not to thrust as his second orgasm tore through his loins, he began pumping ropes of thick fluid into her little cave and he let out a stifled moan through his gritted teeth.

Chris thought she was going to pass out, his rod felt like a hot poker being thrust slowly into her oversensitive mound. Chris' hands were gripping the mares legs and she was slowly running out of air with her muzzle pressed deep into Sarah. When she felt his head enter she almost sobbed with relief, her muscles relaxed and Sarah released her head and Chris gulped in a breath of air, looking up with a hurt expression at the mare leaning over her.

A new sensation flooded into her, distracting her thoughts as Rand spewed into her, his thick hot seed hitting the back of her tunnel and pooling around her cervix. The feeling of having his seed in her belly softened her gaze and she saw a smile spread on the mares face.

"It's ok sweetie. He's in you now. Not all the way in, but it won't hurt so much now. Go on." Sarah cooed to the little otter, pressing the fuzzy muzzle gently back into her furnace. She shivered with delight as she felt the little tongue press against her large clit, circling the bundle of nerves and exploring the rest of her swollen sex.

Watching Sarah scrunch her face in delight as the little otter tongue lapped at her dripping mare sex, Rand felt himself already renewed. Being no stranger to satisfying himself, he was astounded that he had released so rapidly, twice and was again ready to service his little otter in such a brief period of time. Normally, it would take him another 5 minutes before he was ready to go again.

Leaning into her tail end again, Rand worked his way into her hot little cave. Her entrance felt like a tight wad of rubber band slipping over his shaft. The sensation was almost painful. Pressing carefully into her, Rand felt his tip push against the back of her tunnel. He eased up the pressure and grinned as some of his seed squirted out of her stretched opening, splattering against his leg and running down him in a slowly cooling bead.

Just over a quarter of him was inside his little otter but it was more than enough to pleasure him. He could quite easily be in heaven right now. Rand began his backward stroke with as much caution as his forward, grinning as he watched the tight entrance bulge outward when his head pulled her tight opening with him. He heard another muffled groan from the otter and again changed direction carefully, his shaft sliding more comfortably through her rippling walls. He was quite amazed that he could have entered her without her breaking.

Chris slowly relaxed into his movement, the searing burn was gradually changing into a frenzied hunger as Rand began stimulating her deeper than she had ever experienced with her inquisitive fingers. She began pressing into the large human shaft in time with his thrusts, the moan she was emitting now one of lust rather than of pain.

Rand's eyes drank in the view as his slick shaft entered his little otter. He pressed his thumbs under her tail, spreading her tail hole and too quickly driving on his next peak. He stopped thrusting and closed his eyes to slow himself, just barely avoiding release.

Chris moaned in frustration when she felt her love stop his thrusting. Her eyes snapped open and she was about to pull her tongue out of the enraptured mare to berate her man when she gratefully felt his thrusting start again. She was rapidly nearing her own peak and her tongue lashed rapidly into the dripping mare muff. Her eyes were watching closely as Sarah pressed tight fevered circles into her equine love button.

Rand looked up in time to register Sarah's orgasm on her face. The mare whickered and pulled her legs off the ground as she tensed for her release. Eyes closed, Sarah bellowed a loud whinny as her stomach muscles rippled with a wave of orgasm tearing through her taught frame.

Chris squeaked and pulled back in surprise as pungent yellow fluid gushed past her muzzle to spray onto her chest and soak down into the carpet. The substance wasn't urine, it was much more pungent than that, and much thicker, but Chris barely had a chance to contemplate this as she focused on her own approaching zenith. She could feel it gather from all corners of her body, building as her lover's rod repeatedly filled and emptied her deliciously. Her moans were becoming more breathless as she neared.

Rand saw her climax approach. He hardly needed the stimulation but couldn't help himself as he spread her tight you butt again, admiring the view of his glistening shaft plunging into her immature hole just below her adorable little pucker. He looked up as he heard her moans cut off briefly before she let out a loud scream. The crest ripped through the young girl like a detonation. Her walls clenching around him drove him to one last thrust, his seed building pressure and escaping almost painfully as his tip pressed into the silky membrane in the deepest part of her cave. Finally free to finish openly, Rand let out a bellow of his own is he pumped into Chris' tight walls.

Sensation slowly came returned, Rand realised that he was having to support the young otter still impaled on his shaft.

Oblivion was taking hold of Chris as her brain shut down from the massive overload of sensation. Her head flopped and he quickly shifted his weight to keep her from falling to the floor.

Finished, Rand grinned sheepishly up to Sarah. "Well, that was... God! I don't know what that was!" he smiled, unable to form words. He looked back to his slick shaft as he started to slide himself out of her raw tunnel. He frowned as his flare caught in her entrance. He pulled gently back but was unable to leave her, her flesh clinging elastically to him, pulling her mound into a lewd cone and drawing the rest of her with.

The unconscious girl whimpered and he looked up in fright. "I can't get out Sarah!"

The mare grinned at him. "Well, you will just have to wait until you deflate then Rand."

"I don't think I can. I'm still too excited! I don't think I'm even close to getting soft." He whispered nervously.

"Well, you will either have to keep going till you do get tired of it, or you must try distract yourself." She advised. "Here stand up with her and come sit on the couch if you don't want to give it to her again."

Concerned for Chris' wellbeing, Rand used the chair to push himself up, bringing the light otter along with him.

"Want some more coffee while you wait?" She asked.

"Yes please." He replied

Rand watched her walk out of the room with a small wobble in her step. He was glad Sarah had enjoyed herself as much he and his adorable otter.

When she walked back into the room, he was still nowhere near settling down. He watched her place his coffee in front of him, setting her own to the side. She picked up her mobile and in a smooth motion raised it and took a picture of the two of them, his stiff rod still impaling the unconscious otter.

Rand gasped. "Hey! What are you doing?"

She grinned up at him. "Oh nothing, maybe we can send this to Chris' Mom to see what the two of you get up to while you look after her daughter."

Colour drained from his face and he tried to cover the two of them by standing and turning around. The camera continued to click behind him. "Please don't Sarah." He gasped. "It wasn't even my idea."

"Doesn't matter, you still had sex with a 14 year old girl Rand." She goaded. "I think the law will probably be interested."

Rand felt himself begin to tear up at the thought, his softening shaft slipping out of the girl's tight depths. He felt a gush of their mixed fluid spray messily out of the young otter.

"Sarah." He choked

"Oh calm down," she chuckled," I told you it would take a little distraction. I'm not going to send your photos to anyone. Well, if you are a good boy, I may consider sending them to you to look at when you are alone. I may even keep the pictures for a while myself."

Relief at her ploy made him feel light headed and he sat back down on the chair, breathing heavily and hugging Chris tight to his chest. "God, don't do that to me Sarah. I almost had a heart attack."

Sarah giggled. "It was my pleasure." She winked at the pale human. "You should probably put Chris in bed for a bit, she looks like she is going to be out for a while. You can go get a bucket of soapy water to start cleaning our mess."

Rand looked tenderly at the unconscious otter in his arms. He wasn't certain he wanted to set her down. He had better clean up though. If they didn't catch it soon, the smell would settle deeper and be more difficult to clean. Rand carried her lovingly to her bedroom, pulling her duvet cover down and carefully lowered her little body onto the bed. He spotted Chris' towel draped over her dresser chair and towelled the mare's excess fluid off before covering the peaceful otter.

Walking back to the lounge, he realised he was still half naked and rushed to put his pants back on. He found a bucket under the sink in the kitchen and filled it, carrying it through to the where Sarah was waiting. Each took a cloth and commenced scrubbing.

Sarah looked up at Rand with a naughty grin. "So human, are you going to invite me to come play with the two of you again?"

Rand blushed, wondering how he could still feel embarrassed after what the three of them had just been through. "Well," he smiled, "that depends on how nice you are to this human in the future."

The two of them laughed and bantered as they cleaned the mess. When Sarah saw an opening, she straddled Rand while he was on all fours and pretended to ride him, kicking at his thighs and shouting "Giddy up!" Rand tolerated her amusing antics and carried on drying the damp patches with a towel and hair dryer.

Satisfied at how it turned out, Rand looked to Sarah and asked, "do you think we should leave her to sleep?"

"No blockhead!" she mocked, throwing a solid, painful punch at his shoulder, "Chris is going to want to wake up next to her boyfriend. She will be distraught if she doesn't."

Satisfied that the smell of sex was gone, Sarah was now worried that it was replaced by the smell of detergent; they would have to think up a story for Chris' Mom. The two of them crept into Chris' room and lay on either side of the young otter. The two older kids were Warm and happy after the afternoon's events, snuggling up close to the otter sandwiched between them.

Rand drifted in and out of sleep, smiling as he the thought of being called Chris' boyfriend by Sarah. Chris was still much too young, but if the two of them were careful...

Christine rose slowly out of her slumber, the sore feeling between her thighs overshadowed by the bliss she was experiencing. She hugged the large Rand next to her happily. No way was he going to escape her now. He was finally hers.

Rand felt the little arm pull him closer. He smiled and turned to look into her sparkling black eyes leaning in to whisper in her ear. "I love you."

A ripple of goose bumps covered her skin at the words, puffing her thick fur. Nothing in the world could possibly be more perfect than this. Heaven was lying next to her wrapped in her arms. She leant up to Rand ear and whispered back to the human staring into her eyes, "I love you too Rand."

"Get a room you two." Sarah said in mock disgust, the two lovebirds laughed and Rand pulled the mare closer, including her in the hug. Sarah cuddled blissfully, sharing the love of two people she cared very much for.