Experimentation
The ermine really was quite lovely. And soft. Really she was. Her winter coat was a healthy glistening white, offset by the pinkness of her little nose and... other parts. Her body was lithe and curvy in all the right places, and the way she was lying on the bed was quite... provocative.
It honestly was a shame that a great big bulldog was about to slather her inner thigh with stains of cum. But from the way she was panting she probably wasn't going to mind that much.
"Come on big boy." Christ. She even had a husky sultry voice to go with those blue-chip fuck me eyes. "Here I am." Her hips wiggled. Quivered even.
The bulldog turned to the rooms other occupant for... I don't know permission? Guidance?
"Go on. A good dog wouldn't keep the lady waiting." he said.
Good dogs probably didn't have this kind of burgeoning erection either, but they were working with what they had. And the bulldog had a pretty ermine to take care of, and promptly clambered up on the bed to perform his services. Nestling himself between the ermines slender supple legs, he found her hips light enough to easily cradle in his massive hands.
Positioning her was somewhat awkward, as it always was but adding to that was the fact that he hadn't done this in quite a while. Fortunately, an act which amounted biomechanically to sticking it in, really wasn't that hard. Unlike his cock. That was plenty hard, as the ermine attested with simpering whimpers as he slid inside her with the resoluteness of an extremely slick steel rod.
Okay. This was... nice. It was warm. It was wet. And there was an attractive person on the other end really, really appreciating you right now. Golden. Now- rhythm. Hips go back, hips go forward. Snatch gets tight- oh. OH! Very nice!
Then both parties were equally invested and were herein happily bumping and grinding together. The bulldog even got into the whole straight sex thing enough to cup her breast, and even massage it a little, and rub her nipple with his thumb. To his delight, this also changed the pitch and tones of the ermine's squeaks.
However, the room's third occupant still had one more stipulation for this scenario to be perfect.
"Now, why doesn't the good dog pick the nice girl up and do her doggy style?"
The ermine managed to tear herself out of the moment in order to rub her eyes at the fox with such focus that they would need to be steamed for half an hour just to be hard.
"Really?" she said.
"Hey, if he's going to do you he should do you right." The bulldog slowed to a stop. The real director of this scene had clearly spoken.
"Oh, alright then!" Irritated, the ermine rolled prone and got on her hands and knees as the bulldog slipped out of her. He actually seemed a bit apprehensive. Like a naughty child being chastised. Not for long, though. He knew this position very well. A hand on either side of her hips, a squelch and a moan from both parties as he re-entered her, and away they go! Now they were namesake fucking!
And it was still good. In fact, she would daresay the leverage this position afforded them made it even better. Not that she would ever admit that, and certainly not to the twisted domineering red coat who had suggested it.
"You squeal like your enjoying it." he said. "F-fuck you!"she replied.
"That's his job. And they'll be none of that till you get off. And he gets off. In you. You see where I'm going with this." he clarified.
"Gee. I don't know. You're begin so- s-subtle. Nmgh." Damn, she was close.
The bulldogs pace was picking up. The springs in the bed were definitely bouncing with them now, and the bulldogs knot was pressing urgently against the outer rim of her portal like a determined Sunday Mormon. He wasn't retracting anymore. Proper thrusting had be replaced with shallow humping, edging that engorged knot slowly in. Almost. Almost! Nearly!
"Ah. There we are." He had tied her. And it was wonderful. He came. She came. Him a rough guttural "Rrowrr." Her a series of harmonious squeaks. Him a high pitched yip. But he wasn't really the centrepiece of this little scene, now was he?
"Chr-Christ, dog." The ermine panted. "So that's what a tie feels like." She regarded the red coat, his stomach slathered with his own cum. "How in the hell do you take something like that?" she asked
"With time and lots of lube." red coat replied.
"Uh-huh. Good dog, by the way." She threw in a tired smile. He deserved it.
"Th- thanks. How'd I do Callum?"
Now THAT was a faux pas, if nothing else. The ermines nose wrinkled in a frown. "My name's not Callum, mutt."
"Mine is." Replied the red coat. "Let's do it again!"
The ermine sighed. "Sorry boys. I think I'm done for now."
"Really? You're going to say no to another orgasm like that?" said Callum.
"I said, 'for now.' I'm more than happy to give Good Boy here his sloppy seconds. But I'd prefer to be wined and dined first." she said.
The red coat was silent for a moment, but was still absently stroking his slowly withering hardness.
"What did you have in mind?" Funny how he was still the gentlemen even while tied with her.
"Subway." She answered.
"I think we can swing that." said Bruce.
"With a drink. And cookies." she added.
"Hold on. How is it that the gay guys still end up buying the girl dinner, even when they aren't actually dating her." said Callum.
"Because I can be very- " She shifted her hips. Bruce whimpered. "-persuasive."
The red coat smiled. "Fox."
"I'll take that as a compliment." she replied.
"It was meant as one." he said. "Well that's darn nice of you. Any sign of softening up there big boy?" she asked Bruce.
"Oh- uh. Yeah. I think so." said Bruce.
The ermine tugged a little. Satisfied with the degree of pull, she slowly edged back till he popped out of her with a squelch. She tightened herself again before getting up from the bed and throwing her arms above and behind her head to stretch.
"So tell me boys. Why exactly were you so committed to doing this?" she asked.
"Um- well, I think I'm kinda bi. But, it was kinda' Callum's idea."
"Oh it was, was it?" She pulled her lacy panties on and let the elastic snap against her thigh. "And why did you want to see your boy pounding a piece of crumpet? Got a thing for watching?"
"More of a conceptual thing. Bruce is at his sexiest when he's just being a big meat piston on legs. Part of that includes him being denigrated to an attractively designed sperm injector whose only purpose is to pleasure the female. I like to call it the, 'You have one simple job,' genre of pornography."
And with that new information she made a curt assessment. "You guys are weird."
"Hello pot, my name is kettle." he said.
"For a gay couple, you're weird. Gay guys don't normally have sex with woman." she clarified.
"Hey, I've known straight guys who have sex with men because it's a dominatrix telling him to. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm gayer than Christmas, but Bruce has slept with women an odd few times. And to be honest, during that I was mostly focused on what was between his legs, but it was easier to appreciate with it pouding the reproductive organ is was designed to pound." he said.
"Mm-hm. Well as delightfully psychotic as that is, let's go I'm hungry." she had already started to pull on her jeans.
"Aren't you gonna shower first?" asked Bruce.
Her smile was one typically seen on people who would forbid step-daughters from attending balls and lived in gingerbread houses to lure in children.
"Actually big boy, I was planning to go out with your cum in me. That way, when we get back, I can be nice and wet and slick for you." she answered in her sultriest voice properly.
Callum chuckled. "Oh, I like you. Emily, wasn't it."
"You're not wrong."
"Okay. You've earned dinner at least. But- after that we're going to come back here, and you're going to take the second litter Bruce has for you. Then he's going to fuck me. And while I won't press you on this, it would really mean a lot to me if you could stick around and watch."
She pretended to consider before giving her answer. "Sounds like a show. Glad to."
"Hold on." Ermine and fox turned to regard bulldog. "I just came. I don't know about two more rounds tonight. I mean- don't I get a say in this?"
"No." They answered.