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Charlie stiffened slightly, his brain not immediately willing to dispend all caution and believe his ears. A slow smile crept across his muzzle though, and he wrapped his arms around Lisa in return. "Yeah," Charlie said, looking to Kelsey who was panting, starring curiously at the pair. She didn't know what was happening exactly, but she knew something was up. "Yeah," the wolf repeated, "I think all three of us would enjoy that."

Lisa grinned in Charlie's ear, pulling away from him, a paw on each one of his shoulders. She looked him in the eyes, arms extended so that it was almost like she was separating them on purpose. "This will probably change things," she said at last.

Charlie couldn't help but to laugh, pushing her arms out of the way and embracing her again, soft chuckles emanating from him. "Aye, and for the better I'd wager!" He let her go and easily slid off the couch onto the floor, where he started to pet Kelsey slowly. "We've both been hot for each other for a while now--yes, I've had quite a crush on you as well--so how could this have anything but a positive affect?"

The feline woman, as it turned out, needed little more for encouragement. She grinned ear to pointy ear once more, standing and taking off her tight t-shirt to reveal two lovely round bosoms, which begged to be unbrawed, and a flat, firm stomach, a plateau of defined muscle running from her upper belly to her lower abdomen. The tigress slipped her paws under the pant line of her jeans, which she then pushed down over her lusciously protruding hips, the tight fabric barely squeezing over her beautiful curves unbuttoned and unzipped. She then kicked off her shoes, stepping out of the pants, and standing in nothing but her pure white socks, panties, and bra.

Charlie inched closer to the canines' vulva with every stroke of his paw, causing Kelsey to writhe and shake excitedly below his paw. Looking up, Charlie gave a playful growl, noting his approval of the felines luscious body, "I must say, Lisa, you look so much more sensational in the fur then I ever could have imagined," he grinned, "Why don't you start giving Kelsey some of what she really wants while I get rid of my own garments."

The tigress smiled, nodding to the lupine male. She kneeled next to Kelsey, who jumped up and began to kiss the felines face with long swipes of her tongue. Lisa giggled at the strange and gentle feeling, cause Charlie to look over at them as he set his shirt aside, beginning to unbuckle his pants. Lisa began to roam the feral animals body with her paw, leaning into the tongue kisses and nuzzling the canine's head. The curious tigress' paw soon found Kelsey's rump, and began to slowly slide down her firm back end. The feral dogs thighs where tight, and cupping, caressing them in her paws gave Lisa a astonishing erotic charge.

Kelsey placed her head Lisa's shoulder, panting as the feline stroked and teased her more. The feral dogs entire body quivered as the feline's fingers traces weightlessly over her slit.

Coaxing another shudder, the tigress rubbed over her entrance again, now pushing her fingers against the opening. Maneuvering slowly, keeping her paw on the feral canines sexual region, Lisa moved herself behind Kelsey. With her face near the patiently waiting canines mound, Lisa paused a moment to ponder. She wasn't sure if a feral dog was anymore sensitive then a anthropomorphic canine, but she had gotten to know a few non-feral lovers who didn't mind the feeling of her rough tongue. There was only one way to find out. The tigress parted the swollen lips of Kelsey's vulva with two fingers, and then with a cautious tongue took a probing lick.

Kelsey's entire rear shuttered, her legs threatening to fail shortly. She loved the strange feeling of the feline tongue, which was nothing like she had ever felt before. She bowed down her head, backing up her crotch into the tigress' muzzle. She whimpered softly, her tongue then lolling out of her snout as she panted.

Having stripped all of his clothes, with exception of his boxers, Charlie found himself already aroused a great deal by the mere sight of Lisa moving her muzzle along Kelsey's sex. He had a beautiful view of pair from behind, the way the magnificent tigress stooped behind the beautiful Egyptian pharaoh. He stepped forward, leaning over the tigress. He crouched behind Lisa, embracing her in a hug, from behind. The tigress gave a consenting purr to his bodily contact with her, which he answered with a murr of his own creation

Sliding his paws down the female felines curved form, over her bra and to her panties, the wolf began to pull her panties down from her thighs, the fabric sliding nicely through her fur. At the same time Charlie lowered his muzzle to her back, he took her bra strap in his muzzle, using his teeth to unfasten the undergarments latching mechanism. As the female tigress' bra hit the floor, her panties where snuggly off of her thigh and tucked in the nook behind her knees. The wolf now brought his paws to his own boxers, pulling them down and off. His erection, now free of his sheath with a fully-grown knot, bounced up from the restraints of his elastic boxer line to press snuggly against Lisa's plump and inflamed vulva. He shuddered with the feeling, leaning in and licking her ear. While spying on her work with Kelsey, he whispers, "Are you ready?" He gives his hips a little push, running his shaft tip along her clitoris, to let her know what he meant, if there was any doubt.

With a loud 'Mmmmm...' of a reply, Lisa told Charlie to push forth, which he did. He pulled his hips back until the tip of his erection pressed against the back of her slit, then, without hesitation or sloppy ease of insertion techniques, he plunged into her.

The wolf was taken aback by her tightness, much as she was taken aback by the suddenness of his full insertion, apart from his knot, that caused her snout to press harshly against Kelsey's sex along with a surge of pain up the Tigress' own. Her purring never faltered however, and neither did the quiet but ever present murrs of the canines on either end of her. Behind her the feline could feel Charlie begin to thrust into her, slowly at first, but with quickening pace. He was no neophyte at this action, and soon he had her thrusting back, her tongue rushing up and down the feral canines entrance in time with his thrusts.

Kelsey's hips began to shake, her back legs buckling so that she fell to he knees. Her pulsating slit squirted out her climatic juices, into the awaiting mouth and maw of Lisa. With feverous actions, the tigress thrust back hard, not only hearing but loving the squishing sound that was made every time the wolfs knot collided with her tight entrance, each time threatening more and more the push inside.

Charlie grinned, grunting strongly against the tigress neck, the scents of the three of them filling his head with aromatic ecstasy. He gripped the female firmly about her waist, rolling slowly onto the side of his rear. Lisa possessed a better range of motion in the new position, and began making hard, long back thrusts, causing Charlie's knot to slip into her with every thrust.

Bringing a paw up to Kelsey's tail, Lisa pulled it up to the position where the feral canine had kept it the entire time she was being pleasured. This revealed a most attractive sight. The pharaoh's vulva was even more swollen then before now, drooling its own fluids down either thigh. Kelsey panted, looking inquisitively over her shoulder at the pair of yiffers as if to say 'Well come on now, I thought his was a threesome.'

Lisa let a wide, lip stretching smile spear across her face as she rode Charlie as hard as she could manage, making his hip grind against the carpet so hard that she could now smell the dust they had managed to kick up faintly along with the much stronger scents of mating. She released Kelsey's tail, which stayed up out of the way on its own once more, and used the paw instead to slide one digit into the canine. Kelsey backed up into her, pushing backwards on her paw until she slipped another padded feline digit into her. Kelsey began panting hard, carefully turning so that the felines paw stayed inside her, put her head right into the mating area of the two furs. Her long, soft tongue came from her muzzle to lick up along Charlie's balls, and then over Lisa's stretched slit and her swollen clitoris, every time the wolfs body and the tigress body met.

Lisa felt herself being lifted, both physically with each thrust, and metaphorically as her orgasm began to roar through her head. She pumped her hips down and up as hard as she could, matched in speed by the wolf below her. Using one arm for support she began pumping her two, then three digits in and out of Kelsey whose tongue added so much to the already crippling sensations of the mating. She squealed softly, more of a moan, really, and jammed her fingers deep into the Pharaoh hound, causing the feral dog's second orgasm. Lisa's walls clenched Charlie deep inside her, refusing to let him go as she rushed to her final pinnacle.

The sounds of the thrusting, plastered wet fur squishing together rhythmically, suddenly stopped. Charlie let out a growl mixed with a slightly muffled howl, the tight, hot wall of the tigress gripping his erection and practically squeezing the orgasm from him. He shot off countless thick chains of canine semen into the felines internal space in reply to the simply implausible smelling fluids of female origin that now oozed fast at first, then slower over his balls and down the inside of his thighs.

For a few moment there was naught but the sound of heavy breathing on the part of all three parties, mixed with the sound of Kelsey's muzzle working over their joined crotches, devouring any juice that came over her tongue. The feral wagged her tail excitedly, her panting and slower licking giving away that she was tired, but not to say she wasn't ready for, and wanting, more.

***

"Good Girl," Charlie said, patting Kelsey's head and ruffling her pointy ears. He smiled as she hopped up on her back legs in a fashion that made her appear to bounce, waiting form him to hurl the baseball again. He obliged her, pulling his arm back and throwing the ball for all he was worth.

Kelsey was off and running, and with what seemed like lightening fast speed, she fetched up the ball and came sprinting back. She set the ball down at his footpaws, waiting impatiently for it to be thrown again.

It was a Sunday afternoon. It had been a couple weeks since that first time with Lisa and Kelsey, and ever since then all three of them had been filled with a feeling of fullness none of them had known existed. Lisa had spent about half of the last two weeks at Charlie's place, and Kelsey and Charlie had spent almost every other night at Lisa's house. It had been surprising just how well Charlie knew Lisa and vise versa. They had been friends a long while, but it wasn't until they had taken such a big step forward, that night with Kelsey, did they realize how intimate their friendship was.

The wolf had been a prodigious pitcher in high school, and his ability to throw the ball left Kelsey tired as they headed for his car. The automobile was a fifteen-year old Honda, and it rarely liked to run, though he could usually coax it into starting. When he couldn't, he had an annual bus pass. He opened the passenger door for Kelsey first, then walked around to the driver's side. He had just begun to open the door when he heard a well-known voice.

"Charlie! How's it going, pal?" The voice belonged to one of his oldest friends, an extremely forthcoming bear he had known since the second grade.

"Hey there Grunt, fancy seeing you here." The wolf chuckled, letting go of the door and giving his friend a big hug. He cringed and then stepped back, having felt his back pop in several places. Bear hugs can live up to their severe titles. Grunt's real name was Simon, but he had been Grunt to everyone that had known him for as long as Charlie could remember.

Grunt chuckled loudly, his lips turned upwards in a slight smile. He pushed his heavy paws into his pockets, saying, "Well how have you been? I haven't seen you around for a few weeks."

"Yeah, I've been kind of busy." The wolf admitted, laughing halfheartedly. He wasn't quite sure it was a secret, but decided he could trust Grunt to keep his yap shut regardless, which he knew that bear was actually incapable of. "Lisa from the animal shelter and I have been sort of seeing each other for a couple weeks now." The wolf decided to leave the part about Kelsey making it a strange love triangle tucked in the closet for the time being.

There was a strange expression that spread across Grunt's muzzle for a moment, but it burst into a grin before too much time accumulated, "That's lovely to hear, man. She's a real hottie, ain't she?" He chuckled, "Besides, it's about time you hooked up with someone again, isn't it?" The bear's grin widened even farther.

"Yeah," said Charlie, not even to try hiding the small blush that came over his face. His fur did a fairly good job of it, "it had been a while."

Erupting in laughter, the bear gave Charlie a pat on the back, embracing him with one arm, "So you did it with her, you dog! I didn't just want to come out and ask. Congrats, if I may say so."

Charlie wasn't sure what to say, though the smile that remained on his lips gave away that he wasn't ashamed he had accidentally admitted to the yiffy deeds he had taken part in.

It was this moment Kelsey chose to stick her snout out of the half opened driver side door, sniffing at the large fur she had never met. The bear looked down and chuckled again "And just who is this?" he asked, chuckles turning to soft laughs.

Laughing back, Charlie crouched down and gave the Pharaoh hound a few strokes down the back, "I can't believe I forgot to introduce my new companion," still smiling, "this is Kelsey."

Grunt gave a slight nod, "Good afternoon, Kelsey." She looked up at him, eyes wide and welcoming. The brown bear looked to his watch, then smiled, adding, "You're a hottie too, aren't you?" with a wink to Kelsey, then directed towards Charlie "Anyways, I have to get going, stuff to do and all that jazz."

Charlie nodded subtly, "See you later."

"Yeah, see you around," he said, turning with a small wave and walking off.

Charlie watched Kelsey as she hopped back into the car on her own accord. He followed her inside, closing the door and sitting for a few moments behind the wheel. "I guess you're a hottie, huh girl?"

He sat there a few more moment wondering, but finally decided he was trying to turn an offbeat remark from his friend into something more meaningful. He chuckled, and slipped the keys into the ignition, and starting the car. It started on the first try.

***

After parking the car, Charlie turned the keys and pulled them out. He put the parking brake on, opening the door of the car and stepping out. He expected Kelsey to follow, but was mildly surprised to see her sleeping soundly in the passenger seat. He smiled at her, not wanting to wake her, but at last, bringing himself to stir her, walking with her up to the front porch of Lisa's house.

The tigress' house was a small British style home, out of sync with the other stucco buildings surrounding it. It was a hot climate, and few of the homes were made out of much else but stucco, in contrast to this house's dull brick walls. At times all the stucco could become depressing. There was a luscious garden around the porch, including many different types of vines growing up and over the house. There was no way Lisa could've afforded to keep such an environment green in the climate if she had to pay for the water bill and a mortgage, but luckily the home was left to her by her aunt. Her aunt hadn't died, she just decided one day if she were going to live in heat this intense, she might as well move to Africa where at least the scenery would be more entertaining.

Charlie picked up the gargoyle knocker in his paw and hit the door three times with it. As he waited, he could already smell the great meal inside. Lisa had the day off work, and he hadn't known she was going to cook, but it was definitely a pleasant surprise. His nose told him onion, red pepper, black pepper, garlic, celery and catfish. It was a new recipe to him. He smiled, hearing her soft padded steps towards the door.

"Welcome ho--I mean, in." Though she was going to say something else when she cut herself off, her smile never failed.

Charlie nodded as Kelsey slipped in the door by Lisa's legs and made herself at home on the felines couch. "It's nice to see you, Lisa," he reached forwards hugging her, "Work seemed so dull today. Nothing happened all day long. I think it was the first day in my history of employment there were no brake downs all day."

Lisa laughed softly, hugging him back "Complain when there's a lot of work, now complain when you get bored."

"Oh, I wasn't complaining," he smirked, releasing the hug and drawing back, "it was nice getting in that great after lunch nap."

Lisa returned the smirk, "Bastard," she let slip in a playful tone. "I have never napped at my job," this said with a certain emphasis on the word 'never'.

Charlie emitted a soft chuckle and gave her a peck on the cheek, moving inside the house as Lisa back stepped out of the way.

The wolf stood in the home's first floor landing, a tiled area about eight by twelve feet. Charlie removed his shoes, as his wonderful feline required of him, and stepped onto the fantastic green shag carpeting. Lisa brushed past him and into the arched entryway that lead to the kitchen.

"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, babe, make yourself comfortable."

"What are you cooking?"

"Cajun catfish. I found the recipe in my aunts cook-box." By cook-box the tigress referred to a small shoebox filled with random scraps of paper, most of which held recipes on them, though you may stumble across one of the rare phone numbers that were also mysteriously placed in the box.

The lay out of the home was fairly basic. When you entered the front door, the kitchen was directly in front of you, an arched opening representing the split between rooms. The tile entryway of the house was walled on three sides, and as soon as you stepped off the tile, if you turned right you would find yourself in the living room, a rectangular space thirty-five by sixteen feet. The downstairs hallway shared a wall with the kitchen, a door near the far end of kitchen opening onto the hallway. On the side of the hall opposite the kitchen there was a doorway to the bathroom, a rather large closet, and the stairs down to the laundry room basement. The stairs at the end of the downstairs hall lead to the single room upstairs. The room was a supremely luxurious master bedroom, complete with a jaccuzi whirlpool in the bathroom 'section' of the bedroom. This was the only space on the top floor of the house, save for a separately enclosed area of the room that included upstairs the bathroom's toilet and standing shower.

Charlie indeed made himself at home in the house, enjoying the open, well lit living room in comparison to his own apartment, which was home to him, and rather secure, but not as nice overall. He sat next to Kelsey on the couch. Lisa and Charlie had decided that Kelsey would not be able to sit on the couches in either one of their apartments, but that decision had not lasted long. In fact, it had barely lasted long enough for the pharaoh to jump up onto Lisa's expensive green upholstered love seat. Neither he nor the tigress had the heart to kick her off.

Charlie put his feet up on the coffee table, and leaned back, eyes closed, a quite unintentional, but pleasant, smile on his muzzle. He began stroking Kelsey's slick fur, from the base of her head to the base of her tail. The wolfs claws dragged through the feral canines coat, scratching her skin lightly and causing the half asleep canine's spine to quiver in response to the manipulation.

Feeling placid, Charlie took a deep breath as a blast of scent was issued from the kitchen. He knew Lisa had just taken whatever was in cooking out of the oven. Not even recognizing some of the herbs he smelled, Charlie stood up, surprised again that the exhausted feral stayed motionless on the couch, fast asleep.

Stepping into the kitchen the tigress gave the male a huge smile, "Hello," she folded the foil up to look at the dish she had placed on the counter. With a cute little pout of her lips she declared that it still wasn't fully cooked.

"I can hardly wait, it smells glorious," flattered Charlie.

Lisa's smile changed subtly into shy tight-lipped simper. Despite her social personality, something she scarcely had to work to achieve, she still remained self conscious not only about her cooking, but also her writing, art (everything from ink comics to acrylic paints), and her veterinary work. "Thanks..." she muttered.

Sitting at one of three stools on the outside edge of the counter, the lupine twisted his neck, managing to pop the vertebrae back into their natural position. Or close at any rate. Watching as the beautiful tigress carefully slid the meal back into the orange-hot oven, he felt so content that mere words could not express such feelings.

At last, as Lisa turned back to the counter, he found words to fill the sweet silence, "I absolutely love this house."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, it's beautiful. Not to mention with every minute I spend here it becomes so much more comfortable."

She grinned. Though it was obvious her mind was spinning around more then what came out of her brilliant lips. She replied, "I'm glad you like it so much."

Charlie nodded softly, half expecting the short silence that occurred between the two in the aftermath of the brief conversation. He watched as she fiddled idly with can of soda she had opened on the counter, bending the environment friendly non-breakaway tab back on forth until it did, indeed, break off.

"I had a short conversation with Grunt today."

She nodded, the mental image of the great bear bringing a little smile to her lips again

"I'm not sure what he was doing there, but he snuck up behind me in the parking lot at the Beau Point." Beau Point was the name of the nearest park, and one where no leash laws were forced upon the caregivers of feral animals.

"I take it he's well?"

"Aye, same as ever I suppose," Charlie paused, unsure," I suppose it would be best if I told you that I mentioned you and me were kind of, you know, uhm, together now."

The tigress arched her eyebrows slightly, leaning her head a half-inch towards him, "You did, hmm?"

"Yeah. You know how he is though," and she indeed did, she had known him as long, if not a little longer the Charlie had, "I didn't plan on telling him anything in particular. It just kind of came out."

She shrugged with an indifference that suggested she wasn't either angry or happy about it, "I don't mind terribly if he knows. We just have to recognize that because he knows now, everyone will know by Tuesday."

That was true. Grunt was a massive, awesome creature, and his mouth was no exception. It was so large that when the bear closed it, he'd be damned if words, rumors, and gossip didn't still slip out between his sealed lips.

Another small silence took grip of them, the kind that frequently plagues conversations between those who simply enjoyed each other's presence.

The timer on the over went off, a high-pitched beep that repeated in intervals of three about every ten seconds. Lisa slipped the scrumptious looking meal onto a counter, turning and flipping the off switch on the oven timer, then turning it down to zero.

Lisa took the hot mitt off of her paw, her tail flicking cutely behind her as she used a server to dish the scolding hot entrée onto two dark green diner plates.

By each place setting was a full glass of dandelion wine. The liquid smelled bad, but had an interesting orange color and did its job. It was an old family recipe that every one in Lisa's family had enjoyed creating and drinking for generations.

"It looks absolutely wonderful," Charlie smiled to her.

"Well why don't you try it?"

He did.

***

Dinner seemed to last for hours, though in fact it was the conversation that lasted for hours. The dinner was cold, though tasty and appreciated, after the first forty-five minutes. The two furrs talked about everything, the conversation flowed like good times do.

They went up to bed about 1:00 AM. Kelsey had roused herself to check out the chow at one point in the evening, but since went back to sleep. When Charlie and Lisa made their way up to bed, noisily, laughing, and somewhat buzzed, the feral didn't even raise an eyelid from her place on the couch.

The duo made their way up the stairs, leaning on each other when either one felt as though they might take an unfortunate tumble backwards. Somehow the pair managed to make it to the bed upstairs. They sat on the bed, cracking up at each other any time either one of them tried to say something. Some individuals became easily irritated when drunk, others belligerent and unpalatable. Providentially, both Charlie and the beautiful tigress were incredibly happy drunks.

Laying down Charlie grinned. The bed was very soft, the comforter smelling strongly of fabric softener. His tail wagged slowly behind his body. He watched, enthralled as Lisa began removing her simple lime green blouse. Her paws were fumbling somewhat with the buttons, but this went unnoticed. A grin spread across his muzzle now, her breasts being revealed. He gripped his own shirt now, lifting it up and over. His unbuttoned over shirt tangled with his t-shirt and began to get caught around his head. Spying the problem, Lisa leaned over, and between the two of them he finally became nude from the waist up. The breathtaking tigress straddled the wolf, panting slightly. Her body was so warm.

Despite his level of inebriation, an erection was most certainly forming for the male. She felt likewise, as determined by Charlie's paw that had somehow managed to drift to that region of her.

Paws groping over one another, mishandling, and scrabbling, Charlie undid the felines pants, pulling them down off of her rear, to the bend behind her knees. Her sex rubbed against his stomach, and it was so much warmer then the rest of her that she felt not warm, but hot against him. Lisa scooted backwards, using both paws to grip his belt buckle, and forcing it open awkwardly. The wolf's pants slid easily down off of his pelvis without the belt.

A ready member throbbed under Charlie's boxers, the tigress entrance just on the other side of the same thin fabric. Clumsily the boxers were removed down to the same level as his pants.

Dull moans perfumed the air, the pair's sensitive flesh absorbing every little touch and trace of feeling. Ruffling her fur, the wolf slid his paw up Lisa's stomach to her breasts, massaging them tenderly, but also with the tips of his claws. An unreal sensation of needles penetrated the tigress' nerves.

The canine phallus, swelled to an agonizingly hard state, press up in the crevice of the felines pouty mound. Purring loudly, Lisa slid forward, then backwards again, so that her entrance took his erection into her tight passage. Felines weren't built to fit in large canine erections, and in the enamored state that Charlie and Lisa were in they could feel it. Fully sheathed in his lover, panting as much as she was, the clenching of her vaginal muscle drove sensations so intense into the couple that they immediately began rocking back and forth. As a gentle thrusting began, Charlie's bulbous knot already threatened to enter. His paws sliding from her torso gradually, Charlie rolled her onto her back.

Lisa made muffled sound that was barely heard over her own purrs and moans. For an instance the wolf's legs tangled with hers, their half-on pants getting jumbled up. As Charlie came to rest on top his knot popped inside of the Tigress' entrance. Burning up, an immediate need for release reached him. He growled softly, his loud murring already vibrating his maw. Lisa's own urgency for climax was demonstrated as she began rocking her hips against his, claws dug into his back to the point of pain, which he ignored.

Pressing his legs down on Lisa's, the wolf began a frantic pumping of his hips into her. His knot pulled back until it threatened to vacate her body, then was jammed back in as far as the minimal amount of shaft behind it would allow. This tactic caused Lisa to melt in Charlie's hold, which informed him that she was feeling the equal to the incredible amount of pleasure that this caused him.

Gasps, claws, pumps, moans, thrusts, and pants, all were felt, heard, and sensed in nearly every other way. Charlie's breathing was ragged; Lisa's short and fast. With every pump the tender area of the tigress' wall, that one spot that could make her scream if she were in the mood, was rubbed over by the invading knot stroked.

The wolf bit onto the blanket behind her head, his teeth sinking into it deeply. His shaft was exploding inside Lisa, triggering a climax in her that had her leaving bloody scrapes across his back. The powerful spurts of semen from Charlie literally filled her in a way neither had experienced, expanding her forcefully constricting passage and even managing exit around his knot.

Second to the pleasure, 'hot' was the feeling shared by the two lovers. Both gasped, breathlessly gulping air against each other. Charlie Rolled slightly to the side, so that while he was still on top of Lisa, his weight was mostly on the bed.

That was how the two passed out, interlocked by their love, pants around their knees, emanating sounds of comfort and trust.