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Cherry Pop Party

Part 2 of 2

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Commissioned by nonsenseoleum

Only just barely aware of his surroundings, Tony was drunk on kisses. Snap, the whippetfemme and mate of Regal, the big Great Dane even then moving in for his turn with Tony's sister; Tina the raccoon; Marina, Olivia's mother; Catherine; even Tierra, they all had their turns driving their tongues into his muzzle, rubbing their breasts against his chest, then letting him give them all a squeeze, hefting them, feeling their differences. Being a whippet, Snap's whole body was spare and lean, built for running, her legs long and toned, her breasts only bare nubs, more akin to those on a female a third her age. Still, Snap's breasts, what there was of them, were sensitive, and Tony had been allowed to take the time to bring the wriggly whippet to an orgasm just by mauling those perked lightly grey-skinned nipples with especial roughness.

Tina had a solid, slightly plump body, but a single touch of Tony's hands was enough for him to feel the hard muscle beneath. For all her soft, cute looks, the raccoon (whose full name, after all, was Tenebrae) was a fighter, ex-military, and extremely fit. Her breasts were actually a little larger than Eve's, though not nearly as large as Catherine's, and she moaned happily as the teen wolf smacked his lips while slurping on them, paying special attention to her surprisingly small and very smooth, orchid pink nipples.

While Catherine turned her breasts into a hat for Birch, letting her lean over to watch with a knowing feline smirk, Marina rubbed her brown-skinned nipples against Birch's newly-erect cock. For her part, Catherine seemed to be taking an immense amount of pleasure in making poor Birch blush, as it was terribly embarrassing for him to be used as a breast rest, but also terribly pleasant - Catherine's plush mammaries were _very_nice, after all. Like many morphfemmes originally intended for military duty, Catherine had her body reinforced with a series of ceramic microfilaments. Not only did these organic-based microfilaments allow her bones and muscles to develop such that she was the equal of any male (and exceeded the strength of a great many), they also provided her with the side effect of being able to support truly epic-sized breasts that never sagged, and had minimal jiggle and squish. Seeing breasts like Catherine's on a human woman would have led any reasonable observer to assume that implants were at work, but for an enhanced femme like Catherine, she was all natural...or at least as natural as a vat-grown morph ever got. In situations like this, partially obscuring Birch's face and making the poor boy adorably flustered, Catherine had to admit: large breasts did have their uses.

"You're like a second mother to him, Catherine," said Willow, smiling as she watched the stripy tigerfemme have her fun with the mouseboy. "Why don't you help me show him how to give a femme some proper oral care? You can be the model."

"Sounds like a good deal to me," agreed Catherine with a laugh, easily crawling over the couch like a true tigress, her rump and tail held high as she then climbed down to the floor before Birch, then thrust her buns straight toward the goggle-eyed mouseboy. "C'mon, cutie. Don't be shy. I'm not going to break, after all."

Marina slipped smoothly out of the way as Birch stood up, almost in a trance as he grabbed Catherine's solid-muscled bottom. Both she and Willow knelt to either side of the handsome young mouseboy, their hands caressing his chest, his belly, his back, and his bottom with equal abandon.

"Just spread her open with your fingers, son," stage-whispered Willow in Birch's ear. "That's a good boy...go on, lean in and take a good, deep breath. Let her feel you breathing on her pink places - believe me, that drives us femmes wild. See how wet she is? Ooh, she's moaning and wiggling her butt back at you already, and you haven't even gotten started!"

"Taste her," whispered Marina eagerly, licking her lips in her eagerness. "Put your mouth up to her and start drinking her juices."

"AAAAH!" caterwauled Catherine as the lust-drunk mouseboy squished his short mousey muzzle up against her gushing slit.

"I can't hold back anymore," whimpered Marina, her musteline enthusiasm finally more than she could bear, and she started to push her muzzle alongside Birch's. At first the two, mouseboy and otterfemme, competed with each other for Catherine's juices, making her cries rise long and loud as they competed for every drop. But then Willow started to soothingly offer words of wisdom and advice, and soon the two were sharing nicely, with Birch tonguing Catherine's tailhole, all while working a finger gently against her tense tailring, while he watched Marina drawing the alphabet on the tigerfemme's pussy.

As was traditional at a cherry pop party, the mother of the morphboy being deflowered was the one to make all the important decisions. In this case, Eve knelt behind her son, her lovely breasts rubbing against his back, all the better to supervise while Snap and Tina got on all-fours side by side and presented their hineys to the handsome wolfboy like an erotic smorgasbord. After a few moments of contemplation (during which Tony was nearly driven wild at being required to wait), Eve eventually reached over and used Marina's tail as a handle, so as to tug her away from the fun the otterfemme was having with Catherine's cunny. While Marina was momentarily annoyed at the interruption, she quickly got over the annoyance once she lined herself up with her fellow femmes for a proper tonguelashing of her own.

Seeing an opening, Tierra promptly slid herself into the spot Marina had vacated, pushing her muzzle against Birch's in a savage, hungry kiss, before she started eating out her mother with a will. Neither of the Bright women seemed to find this incestuous play in the least bit odd, and Birch only found himself driven with greater enthusiasm at the sight of a daughter performing cunnilingus on her own mother - especially since the daughter in question was Tierra, and the mother was Catherine.

"We start our males with experienced femmes for several reasons," Eve explained as she knelt behind her son, then kissed the side of his neck, making him shiver. "And not just because of the danger of hurting a virgin femme, though that is a part of it. We also like to train virgin males on experienced femmes because an experienced femme knows where her pleasure points are, and has learned to experience them to the fullest. A virgin femme just doesn't have that sort of experience."

Even with the yowls of Catherine filling his ears, Birch turned one of those large mousey ears toward Eve, eager to hear her lesson for her son. Eager to put into practice whatever Tony was about to learn.

"Drawing the alphabet with your tongue is a good start," admitted Eve as she reached out, then caressed the damp folds of the skinny whippetfemme. "But it's only a start. What really helps is to know your female anatomy. You see that tiny bud there, partially covered by a fleshy hood? Go ahead, you can taste it - Snap will like it, I promise. That's her clitoris...oh my! She's certainly got a sensitive one, doesn't she? The clitoris is the girlish analogue to the penis, but with all the nerves of the penis squeezed into a much smaller area...good boy, Tony, just keep licking her there. As you might imagine, it's very sensitive. Hmm, too sensitive sometimes, actually. I think we'd better let poor Snap recover a little, don't you, Tony?"

"I love her taste!" barked the wolfboy happily as he reluctantly lifted his head, letting Snap sink her head onto her arms, her tongue lolled out onto the floor in a happy post-orgasmic daze. "I wanna mount her now!"

"Snap is one of the tightest femmes I know," admitted Eve, before she reached down and squeezed the slight bulb at the base of her son's cock. "But you'll have to wait, Tony. You've still got lessons to learn. Take Tina here, for instance. She'll make a good subject. The clitoris is only the most obvious of a femme's pleasure points. Here...yes, right there, that's where you should lick, that's the U-spot. Right around Tina's urethra."

"Wait," said Tony, lifting his dripping muzzle. "That's where she pees, isn't it?"

"Of course, Tony," Eve answered. "But don't worry - if anything comes out while you're licking her there, I can almost guarantee, it won't be urine. Well, most of it won't be, anyway. Girls can ejaculate too, and if you can make a femme squirt, you know you've done a _very_good job indeed. Good...very good. Now lick a little harder, put some pressure in as you circle the urethra. See how she starts to really squirm when you do that? Now, Tina, you should know better than to use that sort of language - Snap, would you mind putting dear Tenebrae's mouth to better use? Thank you, dear.

"All right, now put your finger inside her quim. That's it...now stroke it back toward you. Can you feel that slight change in texture? That's Tina's G-spot. It's a femme's analogue to the prostate that you had stimulated before. Most morphfemmes, and some human femmes as well, actually have pleasure-sensitive sides of their G-spot inside their bottoms, somewhat like males, as well as inside their vaginas. Of course, boys get the most fun from anal sex, receiving as well as giving, but if you do it right, you're almost guaranteed to make most morphfemmes you might take to bed squirt with a good round of anal sex. Perfect for taking the edge off when she's in heat, but you don't want to get her pregnant yet."

At that moment, Eve's lecture was interrupted by an especially loud caterwaul. Looking over, everyone immediately saw Tierra, her back arched, her stripy butt clenched, wailing her heart out as Birch worked two of his fingers in and out of her cunny, just like Eve had shown Tony with Tina as the live model. The wood floor just behind Tierra was splashed with her juices, and her pink tailhole was still clenching spasmodically just beneath her high-hiked tail. At the same time, Birch's other hand was busily giving Catherine a similar treatment, showing remarkable ambidexterity as he worked, and within moments, the full-grown tigress' roar drowned out her daughter's yowling, as though their orgasms were a competition. Seeing that he'd drawn attention, Birch blushed deeply, then gave a shrug.

"Um...good advice, Mrs. DeLoup," he said lamely, biting his lower lip.

"Quite," replied Eve with a teasing smirk. "Tina, of course, is a much quieter cummer than most femmes. I think it comes with being a raccoon. There, you see: the only way you'd know she was having an orgasm right then is because of the way her tailhole tenses, and...there we go. She squirts a lot, doesn't she? I met your father while I was eating out dear Tenebrae from one end, and she was fellating Sebastian from the other, so I know how her body works quite well. Once we'd worn out our adorable hostess, we simply couldn't keep our hands off each other. Of course, Sebastian was the most gentlemanly brute I've ever had mount me from behind, and I must say, being his prey in the bedroom was and still is the most _intense_feeling of my life. You were actually conceived that night, when we were all celebrating morphs being given the vote.

"Ah," Eve sighed happily at the memory, then turned her attention back to matters at hand, "but I'm getting distracted. I'm sorry, Marina. Don't worry: my son will attend to your needs right now. I've saved Marina for last because I know her secret weakness. Now Tony, you get your tongue inside someone. Go ahead - drive it in...all the way! Good...good. Just ignore all her squeaking noises; those just means she's enjoying herself. You can feel the barrier in there, can't you? That's Marina's cervix. Make a sort of scoop with your tongue , and rasp it over..."

"SQUEAK!"

"Er, yes, just like that. Oh dear...let me hold her tail, while you squeeze her bottom and keep it firmly in place. Don't let her wriggle free! Otters just can't help themselves when they get worked up like this...now, now, Marina, just hold still like a good girl...it's for your own good. Don't stop, Tony! Now wrap your lips around her...see how much of her fits in your mouth? That muzzle of yours is why we sweet and innocent preymorphs simply adore being run down and 'eaten' by canimorphs. Mmm, especially your tongues. Yes, I said prey_morphs_, not preyfemmes. Don't think I haven't seen the way you've looked at my son, Birch. And you, Tony, don't act so embarrassed about it: you're both handsome, healthy young morphmales, and some attraction to your own sex is more than normal. You still like femmes, too, don't you? There, then it's not a problem."

"Besides," chimed in Snap with a giggle, "Birch has a really cute butt."

"Speaking of butts," Willow said in her soft voice, "I...I'd really like mine filled right now."

"I feel the same," agreed Eve, biting her lower lip, then motioning with her hand to the other femmes. "Line up, girls. Yes, you too, Tierra. The time has come to let our boys do whatever they want to us."

Tail-to-head, head-to-tail, each and every one of the femmes attending to Tony and Birch quickly did as Eve directed, including Eve herself, positioned on the end of the row of femmes, each one alternating the direction they were facing from the femme next to her. Willow almost huddled on one end, her shyness losing out to her eagerness as she thrust her bum toward her son's outthrust penis, eagerly moaning as he mounted her. Next to the slim mousefemme, Catherine licked her chops, eagerly waiting her turn as she held her bottom high, gritting her teeth as Willow leaned over on one end, and Tierra, her daughter, on the other, to spread her bottom and start licking at her sopping folds. As for Tony, almost wild with lust now after being forced to hold back for so long during his mother's lecture, he almost literally pounced on his mother's presented tushie, plunging his rampant prick into the white-furred folds of her dewy pink cunny. He only rutted her like this for a short while, however, before he pulled his glistening shaft out, and aimed it a little higher.

"OH!" cried out the whitetail doe as her head popped up, her ears standing almost straight, the expression on her face one of comical astonishment. "Tony, that's my...AH!...Tony, you're being too...OOOH!"

As Tony worked his hips, gyrating them like he'd been told, his mother's momentary protests swiftly subsided, and her head sank onto her folded arms, her tongue sticking out one side of her pretty muzzle. All her normal formality was forgotten as her son greedily plundered her tailhole.

As the boys came on their mothers' bottoms, pulling out just in time to mark the femmes who'd given birth to them with their semen, Kat and Olivia were being given a lesson of their own. Their lesson, of course, revolved around pleasing males. Kneeling side by side, the two pleasure-drunk teens bobbed their heads, worshiping the proud penises of the two best-hung males there. Sebastian knelt behind his daughter, stroking the peach-furred bunnygirl's sides and tummy, murmuring helpful advice to her on technique and controlling her gag reflex while she serviced the stately Great Dane, Regal. Marlin did the same behind his own daughter while she did her best to take Bram, the bighorn sheep, as deep as she could, for as long as she could. Naturally, being an otter, she had a much easier time deep-throating than Kat, since she could hold her breath for so very much longer. Kat often was forced to pull back and pay attention to polishing Regal's hefty glans, then licking her way down each side of his shaft, rubbing her cheek against his throbbing male flesh, all while looking up at him with apologetic eyes, her ears turned adorably down.

The eyes were what finally did it for Regal.

"I say, Sebastian," he said in his formal King's English tones. "Do you terribly mind if I ravish your lovely daughter until she has trouble walking for the next week?"

Sebastian glanced at his daughter, making sure she didn't object to the proposal, then grinned up at the Great Dane.

"Feel free, Regal."

Immediately, Regal pulled his cock free of Kat's cute bunny mouth, then knelt, easily rolling her onto her back. As Kat covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes seeming as wide as saucers as she watched, the immense Great Dane quite literally engulfed her tiny cunny and tighter tailhole together with his tongue. Licking again and again, faster and harder with each lap, the mighty male soon drove himself into a most undignified frenzy as he greedily slurped and lapped and suckled on the little rabbit's dainty pink parts...though his enthusiasm was nothing compared to Kat's own. The little bunnygirl was noisy as the big male put his all into sending her careening over the edge of still more orgasms, until her world seemed to be reeling around her.

Not content to rest there, Regal gripped one of Kat's ankles, and rolled her smoothly onto her side. Lifting the leg he'd gripped, the mighty male knelt above Kat's leg on the floor, lining up his immense shaft with startling care for someone so huge and obviously aroused. Used to being bigger than most others, Regal had long ago learned to be gentle, even in the throes of the most intense passion, as his mate, Snap, would immediately attest. So it was, with Kat squirming before him, desperate for rigid doggy cock, that Regal still took his time, fitting himself carefully into place at her quim's gates, and then, slowly, gently, rolling his hips forward, bit by bit. With every miniscule gain of depth, the big male made sure to gyrate as well, twisting himself into Kat's quivering depths.

Kat was squirting all over Regal's cock before he even had himself halfway inside.

As for Olivia, as soon as Bram tapped her on one shoulder, then twirled a finger, letting her know he wanted her to turn around, she was on all-fours, her big rudder tail flopped over her back as she eagerly thrust her tight tushie into the air, awaiting her own mounting by the softspoken sheep. Bram wasn't one for words, not when a little body language could suffice, but what he lacked in talking, he more than made up for in size. Olivia quickly discovered this when Bram's cock entered her, squealing loudly as she was given a steady feed of rigid cockflesh right to the depths of her stretchy otterquim. Bram wasn't as gentle as Regal by any means, but he wasn't brutal either, stopping just short of popping the ottergirl beneath him as he picked up his pace, his hips slapping loudly against her pert, flat swimmer's buns with every deep stroke.

As Kat and Olivia were getting thoroughly filled by the big boys, Birch was similarly thinking he might have gotten in a little bit over his head. Well, as much as he was able to properly think right then, of course. He'd only had just enough time to pull free of his mother's cunny, squirting a healthy load of mousecum over her bum, and was just starting to squeeze himself into Catherine's achingly tight depths when, quite suddenly, the tigerfemme shoved herself back against Birch's hips, taking him to the roots in a moment.

Watching as Birch was forced to hang onto the muscular tigress thrusting back into his hips for dear life, his face a mixture of extreme consternation and exquisite pleasure strangely blended into a perfect whole, Tierra simply couldn't hold herself back. Hiking her taut tushie a little higher, then wiggling her butt with two lashes of her tail, the younger tigress pounced the mouseboy, pinning him on his back. Before Birch could get out a single word, whether a hesitant protest or joking quip, Tierra was squatting over the young mousemorph's pretty face, rubbing her quim against his muzzle. Unable to resist the scent of teenage tigress for long, Birch's eyes grew heavy-lidded, and he quickly pressed his muzzle against the tiger-teen's succulent folds, nuzzling them apart to better work his mouth into her depths.

Not to be outdone, Catherine grinned back at her daughter's enthusiasm, then rose to a seated position over the now-prone mouseboy's groin. Moaning loudly, keeping herself just barely from caterwauling like Tierra was starting to do, Catherine went back-to-back with the younger tigress riding Birch's cock like Tierra was riding his muzzle. Reaching down to grip his thighs, using them as leverage, Catherine ground herself against Birch, gyrating her hips both going down and coming up, and everywhere in between. All the while she gripped her inner walls with the expert precision of all her years, tightening just enough so that Birch actually couldn't thrust at all, but was forced to take whatever Cathering was willing to give.

Fortunately for him, Catherine was in a very generous mood right then.

"I hope you'll forgive us, dear Willow," Catherine growled out through clenched, bared fangs. "But my daughter and I have been lusting after your son since we first met him."

Willow's response as she lay, bottom up, tail flopped over her back, leaking her son's cum from her cunny and down her marked romp, with a pleasure-dazed expression still on her face, was hardly coherent. Still, had her words been translatable, they would probably have amounted to something along the lines of "Oh, that's perfectly all right, dear Catherine; my son _is_a remarkable stud-muffin, after all. Feel free to use him to your heart's content."

Not that either of the lust-crazed tigresses needed the least bit of encouragement.

Where Birch had reverted to the stereotype of his breed of morph, becoming sexually submissive, Tony had similarly risen to the stereotype of wolves: he was an insatiable beast! Leaving his mother insensible on the carpet, leaking cum from tailhole and cunny, the wolfteen forcefully seized Snap's own presented bottom. The slender whippetfemme couldn't hold back a whimper, as much in nervous tension as the sexual sort, as she glanced at how _thoroughly_used Eve had been, and then over at Tina and Marina, who returned the look with similarly wide-eyed looks of their own. All three femmes knew full well what they'd done: they'd awakened a sleeping monster, and were about to pay the ultimate price for their temerity.

All three femmes' inner thighs were soaked.

Snap whimpered more, and whined as well, as Tony explored her flanks, squeezing and caressing her trimly-muscled runner's bottom. As was typical for a whippet, Snap had hardly any bodyfat, her body smooth and lean, with the lines expected from a hard-running athlete. Her whine turned into a loud yelp as Tony wasted no more time, and roughly crammed his rigid member into her nearly bald cunny. Her tiny breasts bobbed, and the whippetfemme gripped the plush carpet desperately as she was almost brutally hammered by the young wolf, all the foreplay up to that point enough to start her cumming almost immediately.

Pulling out right at the moment Snap's cries reached a crescendo, Tony let the slim canomorph slump forward, her bottom in the air as she continued to jerk and spasm, before grabbing Tina's striped tail, jerking it upward to the startled gasp of the pleasaingly plump raccoon, before squeezing himself into her depths with a will. Marina turned her head to watch, wide-eyed and eager, as her bandit-masked got it good and hard and rough from the eager young former virgin, wriggling all over in her eagerness for her own turn, her fingers hard at work as she kept herself soaking wet in preparation.

That turn came fast, all the foreplay making Tenebrae not last long either, before Tony was grunting harshly over the squishy little otterfemme, grabbing her tail and hugging it tight against his chest, his own orgasm imminent now, after just barely lasting through two experienced and smoking hot morphfemmes. Marina was right up on the tips of her fingers and toes, her whole body quivering as Tony's hips slapped against her bum, until she felt the first warning shots of Tony's orgasm splashing against her inner walls, and then pulled herself forward, before slamming herself back, squealing loudly as Tony's big prick caught on her tailhole, and then speared its way inside. Gritting her teeth, Marina hammered herself back into Tony's hips with even more force than he was using to pound her buns, and then deliberately _squeezed_herself down on the boy's shaft, making sure he'd stay right where he was until...there! There is was!

"Oooh yeah!" exclaimed Marina with a long, satisfied sigh, letting her eyes flutter shut as her insides were coated with thick lupine baby batter. "That's so good..."

Tony's cock popped free of Marina, still hard and glistening with her juices and his own, and he stayed there on his knees, panting hard, while the otterfemme slumped to the ground in a pleasure-soaked haze of afterglow.

Finally, the long party was starting to wind down. Catherine lounged with her back against the couch, letting both freshly-deflowered boys lean their heads against her plush, full breasts, sated femmes, including the tigerwoman's own daughter, lying scattered around in various states of dishevelment, cum leaking from their holes. Of course there had been many more acts of debauchery, as the party had extended over many hours, morphmales being deservedly legendary in their stamina, even exceeding that of morphfemmes. Poor little Kat and Olivia were curled together in an adorable little ball, tails-to-heads, both the precious girls looking so tired as they gently, lovingly tongued each others' flushed and thoroughly used pink cunnies and tailholes, providing soothing relief after the incessant lovemaking from so many males in so short a period of time. Holster was crouched nearby, lovingly running his big hands through Kat's fur, ignoring his continuing erection for the time being - he'd been invited to spend the night, and in fact the next week by the DeLoup parents, after all, with Kat's eager endorsement. During that time, he'd have plenty of opportunity to tap Kat's greedy little bunnytail. So for now, he waited, leaning down every so often to place loving, tender kisses on Kat's ears, or cheek, or shoulder, or sides, while she looked up at him with gratitude, thankful that he understood and was so willing to be patient with her.

But there was one last event still pending, before the night would be declared complete.

"My fellow gentlemorphs," said Sebastian, standing up to address the morphs gathered around, even though the male morphs were really the only ones properly and fully active, with the exception of Catherine and Eve...and two other femmes as well. "I have an announcement to make."

As Sebastian spoke, he crouched between the two femmes who he'd been standing between, as they continued to stay on all-fours, their fluffy bare bottoms thrust outward toward the others. Gripping the two huskyfemmes' curly tails, Sebastian held them up, making sure everyone there could get a very clear view of each femme's delicate pink girlparts.

"The beautiful Sif, and her lovely daughter Freya, have decided to become a part of my pack," Sebastian explained. "Sif is offering her daughter and herself to me and my mate, Eve, and her daughter's virginity as a sign of their willingness to submit to the rules of my pack. Though it isn't usual for a cherry popping, I'm sure that most of you can smell how ripe Sif and little Freya both are right now; they're both in heat, and offering their wombs to me for impregnation, to show their total devotion. This is why they weren't a part of the general deflowering."

Sif and Freya both whimpered as Sebastian's skilled hands cupped and then stroked their delicate cunnies, flushed and clearly visible against the backdrop of their snowy white undertails. He turned, nodding to his mate, Eve, who approached, holding the maidenblade. Kneeling behind Freya, being sure to wiggle her own shapely, white-furred bum back towards the watching males, the elegantly slender doe slid the metal cylinder into place with extreme care. There was s soft, familiar click, and just like that, Freya's hymen was no longer a concern.

"So soft," murmured Eve, laying aside the maidenblade and then slowly, lovingly caressing Freya's presented bottom with her nimble, long-fingered hands. "So sweet, and so very beautiful. Mmm," she leaned in close, her nostrils flaring as she took in the scent of fresh, clean virgin puppygirl, "delicious."

After waiting for so long, almost driven wild with need by the sights and sounds and smells of the orgy that had been taking place all around her, Freya couldn't hold back a loud _gasp_as Eve's tongue penetrated her delicate folds, before the doe's muzzle pressed tightly against the pubescent puppy's pussy lips. At the same time, Sebastian knelt behind Sif, and soon both mother and daughter were whimpering sweetly as husband and wife happily ate them both out, tasty huskyjuice dripping down the spouses' chins and onto the floor where they just couldn't catch it all.

"Looks like you're about to get a new sister, Tony," said Catherine with a happy smile, her hands wrapping around each boys' freshly-stiff penis. "Mmm, or maybe a new slave; I'm never really sure with you canomorphs. Either way, I'm sure you'll enjoy Sif and Freya's fluffy butts. But first," she turned to Birch, her mouth spreading into a smile that was at once friendly and predatory, something only felimorphs seemed able to do properly, "I think you'll want to enjoy someone else's butt. Am I right, my delicious young mousemale?"

Both boys stammered, and Tony outright spluttered, and neither seemed willing to look directly at the other for several moments, even as their ears turned down, hot with the rush of embarrassed blood. While the two young males started to sort through Catherine's inference, the other femmes all around them started to revive somewhat as they realized what the tigerfemme was trying to engineer: there were few femmes that could resist a pair of hot young morphboys losing their last virginities to each other.

"Silly boys," said Catherine with motherly sweetness, before cupping both Tony's and Birch's chins in her hands, at once gentle and yet unbreakably strong, before leaning back slightly, and guiding their lips together.

Both boys froze there, lips against lips, whiskers twitching against each other, for several long moments. Then Birch's eyes met Tony's; the mouse looked so vulnerable, and at the same time, Tony could see the desire in the other boy's depths. At the same time, Tony was also fearful, not wanting to risk his masculinity, especially not after he'd just asserted it fully for the first time. But he also wanted this, however much he might have tried to persuade himself and others otherwise. The boys actually loved each other, not exclusively, but a love all the same. And if you loved someone, why shouldn't you show it?

Admitting finally what they felt, then letting the barriers of self-consciousness crumble, Tony turned his head slightly to the side, while Birch did the same to the opposite side, so that their lips melded more properly against each other. Then they began to kiss.

The cheer of the femmes around them went almost unheard as each boy rose up on his knees to face his best friend, their bodies pressing tightly against each other, cocks standing hard and erect between their bellies.

Whining adorably, little Freya risked a shy glance over her shoulder at Sebastian. The strong, proud wolf was slowly stroking his cock, a wickedly lusty smile on his face as he watched his mate and his new submissive beta female run their eagerly-lapping tongues up and down Freya's sweet and very tasty pink cunny, before making her whining grow into a full whimper when they licked a bit higher, to her tender, tightly-puckered tailhole, or lower, to her throbbing clitty. Her legs trembled, as did her arms, and when Sebastian stood up, crawling around her, only to thrust his hips forward when he came to her front, she gave a short _yelp_as she came with a sudden spurt of her juices at the sight of the handsome, feral male's proud shaft thrust right beneath her nose.

Without hesitation, Freya took Sebastian's erection into her slim muzzle, wrapping her lips around the hotly-throbbing wolfmeat, and starting to swiftly bob her head, just like she'd watched Kat and Olivia doing earlier. To her, he tasted delicious! Looking up into Sebastian's eyes, Freya wiggled her fluffy bottom, tail included, her whole aspect that of an adorable little puppy who was so very eager to please her master.

"Such a beautiful girl," murmured Eve as she drew Sif away from the younger husky, and then ran her hands over her fellow femme's breasts and belly in a loving caress. "You've a very lucky mother to have her."

"I'm even more lucky that you're letting me and my daughter have your husband's puppies," Sif said in sweet, deeply-aroused, and yet completely submissive tones, lowering her ears and head to show just how thoroughly she was letting Eve be the dominant female in the relationship. "Thank you so much, Eve. You can't even imagine what it's been like for me and Freya, all alone, with no pack to call our own. I promise you, we'll do anything you want. We'll be your obedient slaves forever."

At her mother's words, Freya turned her head slightly, just barely enough to meet the whitetail doe's eyes, and then nodded her own assent, wagging her whole bottom that much harder. The scent of two desperately aroused huskies in heat filled the whole room as they pledged their total submission to the DeLoups, and while Eve wasn't a canomorph herself, and so not really quite able to comprehend the need for domination, she was an ungulomorph, and could understand the desperate need for structure that could only really come from a family grouping. In all honesty, she'd been planning on proposing a harem arrangement to her husband for almost a year now, before Sif had approached Eve on her own, and offered herself and her daughter on her knees.

Letting Sebastian's big, throbbing wolfcock pop from her mouth, giving it a final lick right on the seeping tip, Freya turned herself around, then shyly lowered her head, thrusting her tushie back towards her new alpha, then bracing herself. Her mother reached over Freya, and gripped her bottom, spreading the puppygirl's cunny wide apart in full offering to the dominant alpha wolf.

Smiling still, Sebastian reached out, and cupped Sif's chin, before kissing the huskyfemme full on the mouth, his tongue easily sliding against hers. Before Sif was even quite aware that he was breaking the kiss, Eve was there, guiding Sif's muzzle to her own, kissing her as well. Drunk on those kisses, while Freya was almost delirious with teenaged arousal and virgin nerves, her juices dripping copiously to the floor, soon Sif found herself side-by-side with her daughter, guided there by Eve, before both huskyfemmes discovered they were staring straight at the doe's own tight pink pudenda, her thighs splayed wide in obvious invitation.

"I believe it's only right for a mother to be mounted first," Eve explained with a gentle smile, rubbing both canomorphs' ears affectionately. "Then her daughter can join her in pregnancy. Then everyone can join in celebrating two new additions to our happy family," she continued, glancing back at the eagerly-watching males waiting nearby on couches and cushions and chairs. "But Regal, limit yourself to oral and anal only, please: we want their babies to be my husband's for certain."

The handsome Great Dane had only enough time to nod his acquiescence, before Sebastian's cock thrust forward, and Sif cried out loudly as he squeezed himself into her clenching, white-furred cunny, right up to the hilt. Freya turned her head to look at her mother in slight worry, concerned that perhaps the big wolf had hurt her mother, but the older husky only licked her daughter's cheek in reassurance, before both femmes felt Eve's guiding hands on their heads. They didn't even try to resist as she led their muzzles to her cunny.

In moments, the room was filled with the loud slurping of two eager huskies happily eating out a _very_juicy whitetail doe, while a dominant wolf's hips slapped wetly against an equally juicy, fluffy-furred cunny. Sif moaned loudly into Eve's cunny, and as Eve lifted herself, the older husky's pink tongue could be clearly seen as it lashed against the deer's quim, while Eve's exquisite bottom was clearly visible, her tail hiked high, putting her rump's curves fully on display for the greedy, lusty males behind her. After waiting for so long, Sif didn't feel any need to even try to restrain herself, instead eagerly - even greedily - thrusting her bottom back into Sebastian's own thrusts, gasping for breath with each rapid thrust of the heavily-aroused male. Within minutes, her efforts were soon rewarded, and Sif closed her eyes, moaning in deep satisfaction as her inner walls quivered and contracted again and again, accepting every drop of Sebastian's first orgasm as his sperm gushed into her needy sex.

Then it was Freya's turn. His cock glistening wetly as he pulled it from Sif's still-clenching quim, Sebastian paused a moment, letting heavy drops of his precum and the juices of the huskypup's mother drip onto Freya's outthrust, almost vertically-presented cunny. Every drop that landed just made the pupteen shudder all over, whimpering and then moaning loudly in her sweet, girlish voice as she found her arousal rising fast and hard and hot. She was ready, more ready for this than she'd ever been for anything in her young life! More than anything else, Freya wanted Sebastian - she wanted his puppies, wanted his dominance, wanted his cock!

"Please," she whimpered softly, meekly, yet so pleadingly, lifting her head from Eve's cunny to look back at her new alpha. "Please, master: I need you so bad."

How could anyone resist a plea like that?

"You'd better give the poor dear what she needs, my love," said Eve with an adoring smile at her husband, giving him a nod of acquiescence. "She's so wet right now, it must be painful for her to do without her first penis to fill the gaping void. I know I couldn't wait when it was my turn to be deflowered."

"Poor little dear," murmured Sebastian soothingly, as he caressed Freya's presented bottom, before gripping her tail with one hand, her rump with the other. "Don't worry: I'll make it all better."

Feeling the tip of Sebastian's cock against her tiny pink cunny was all it took to set poor little Freya off, her adorable tushie and tight tailhole fluttering as they clenched; she'd cum, and her new master hadn't even put himself inside yet! Chuckling affectionately at how eager the puppygirl was, the handsome wolf fed himself into her heavily-leaking quim, filling the sweetly-gripping teen's twat with a single, smooth thrust. When his heavy sac pressed against the base of her pubis, she couldn't hold back anymore: Freya howled as her whole world reeled with sensations she'd only half-imagined might exist.

While his father began building up a good head of steam, his glistening shaft pistoning in and out of Freya's freshly-deflowered cunny, getting ready to fill her up with his puppy, just like he'd already done with her heavily-panting, post-orgasmic mother, Tony found himself in an almost identical situation, except that there was no chance for him to make puppies with his present partner. Birch was on all-fours in front of the handsome young wolfmorph, moaning loudly as Catherine, along with her daughter Tierra, held the mouseboy's tail up and out of the way, while they both put their tongues to work getting Birch's tailhole nice and slick, showing Tony exactly how to prepare another male - and females as well - for a proper mounting. Naturally, of course, Tony wasn't off the hook himself, as Tenebrae the raccoon femme greedily bobbed her head forward and back, taking about a third of Tony's shaft, while Snap licked the remaining two-thirds, and Marina happily rimmed him from behind, her small hands holding his fluffy wolf's tail high and out of the way.

"Let's just get the hard part out of the way," the gorgeous, busty tigerfemme was saying as she gave her finger a twist inside Birch, stimulating his prostate with casual expertise. "A boy's first time with anal sex is a lot less trying than a girl's, of course, but that doesn't mean there's no danger at all. Luckily for you, Tony, you've got us girls to make sure you do this right."

Tina popped her mouth audibly off of Tony's cock, then, and grinned up at him, before she and Snap moved to his sides, and together with Marina, started nudging him forward. Almost unconsciously, Tony reached out, seizing firm hold of his best friend's toned, rounded, almost girlish rump. Looking down, Tony discovered that he was trembling with arousal - he was more turned-on right then at the thought of mounting his best friend than he'd ever been in his entire young life. As Birch moaned at Tony's touch, the young wolf knew that, if he hadn't cum so many times already, he had a good chance of having popped his load right then and there, just from anticipation!

"Just ease it in," said Tina soothingly, her nimble fingers gripping Tony's shaft, holding him steady as his seeping glans pressed against Birch's virgin tailhole, Catherine holding the mouseboy's buns spread wide. "Let us do all the work until you're both nice and comfortable."

Fingers digging tightly into his best friend's bottom, Tony watched, wide-eyed, as Snap and Marina gently worked him forward, his gaze fixed on where his plump glans was starting to spread Birch's snug, clean tailhole open. He couldn't avoid noticing that Birch was trembling almost as badly as he was, and he knew it was for the same reason: both boys were too aroused to even try speaking. Even something so simple would probably be too much stimulation to endure.

Suddenly, almost without warning, Birch's tailring yielded, and Tony's cock popped past the other boy's tailhole, before the femmes behind him gave him a long, steady push, until his hips were flush with Birch's short-furred bum.

The moment the boys' balls touched, Birch cried out, his voice high and sweet, before his stiff pink penis twitched, and then started to jet thick white mousecum. Tierra was there almost immediately, engulfing Birch's penis with greedy eagerness, before her mother grabbed the younger femme's bottom, and thrust her own muzzle firmly against Tierra's cunny before she got to work eating out the tasty little tigress.

Hearing his best friend's cry, and feeling the way the mouse's tailhole fluttered around his invading organ, Tony gave a sharp gasp as a spike of pleasure flooded his body and mind. That was all the young wolf could take, and suddenly he was ignoring the gentle hands all around him, bending over Birch, his hips working - pounding- with all his might. Birch gave a loud squeak as Tony opened up, his upper half falling to the carpet, only barely cushioned by his now-folded arms. His eyes rolling back into his head, Birch was almost delirious with pleasure as he started to thrust back into his best friend's hips with all the same force and boyish eagerness of the wolf.

Not far away at all, Sebastian was in almost as much raw pleasure as his son, and almost as savage as he rutted little Freya for all she was worth. The sweet little huskypup had gone far beyond the stage where she'd been yelping and squealing and cumming again and again on her new alpha's thrusting cock. Now she just lay there, tongue lolled out as she rested her chin on her folded arms, her eyes out of focus as all the pleasure just sort of blurred together. Eve and her mother were kissing her and running their hands over her, cooing sweet words of encouragement in her ears, but Freya hardly heard them. She just felt too good!

Father and son speeding up at almost the same moment, both wolves made their partners' bottoms bounce with the force of each machinegun thrust. Then, almost precisely as one, as though they were connected on a deeper, spiritual level, Sebastian and Tony tilted back their heads, and howled as they came. Great gouts of cum spurted out of the too-stuffed holes of their partners, running down inner thighs and squirting up over the firm curves of each shapely bum. Gradually, Sebastian pulled out, then gripped Freya's bottom, admiring the mess he'd made while putting a fresh baby in the newest addition to his pack. Tony, meanwhile, let his cock soften, then flop out of Birch, while the two of them simply paused there for a long moment, Birch on all-fours and Tony on his knees, just shuddering through the last lingering remnants of their shared orgasms.

Looking around, Sebastian grinned, showing his sharp white teeth. His daughter and her friend, Olivia, were both fingering themselves, while watching Tony and Birch introduced to sex between males, and Kat's father knocking up another of Kat's friends. As for the adult males, there wasn't a hard cock in the place...well, except for Tony and Birch, of course, but the poor boys obviously needed a bit of rest, as Catherine gently guided the boys onto the floor, helping them to cuddle close together.

"I declare this party a free-for-all," he said with a gesture of his hand, before he turned and pounced on Eve, making the gorgeous doe squeal in surprise. "I get first dibs on my wife!"

The party lasted long into the night - well past all of the younger participants' normal bedtimes - and it was indeed a free-for-all. Sebastian, of course, took great delight in ravishing his hot and willing wife, before handing her over to Trencher, who took an equal amount of delight in plundering the squirming doe's tailhole for all she was worth. Little Kat was held down and eaten out by Catherine, who then hunted down and tongue-ravished Olivia and Freya in turn, delighting in their squeals of girlish orgasm. Catherine's fun was only a prelude, as every male there took turns in every one of each girl's three holes, and at Kat's urging, Holster and her brother, Tony, even crammed both their cocks at the same time into Olivia's stretchy otterhole, making a sandwich of the wriggly little teen, before she got them to make a spitroast of Freya, Tony taking the little husky in her mouth and Holster in her cunny. Then Kat got her turn to eat out Freya, welcoming her new subordinate sister into the family with some of the juiciest orgasms anyone there had seen.

Long into the night, Tony found himself sitting legs akimbo on the floor near the couch, lovingly stroking the heads of Sif and Freya, while nearby, Tierra watched as she lay on her stomach, her arms folded beneath her chin, smirking as she enjoyed the doggy show, obviously quite awake, and still very randy. The two huskyfemmes were happily attending to the erection of their master's son with their mouths, though their efforts were mostly affection now, rather than lust. After all the sexcapades of the night, Tony was about as tired as the two new additions to his household. He was still hard, though, and they were still awake, unlike a good majority of the femmes there.

Birch was also awake, and the reason Tony was sitting there was specifically to watch while his old man thrust his cock into the mouseboy's bottom. Where Tony's thrusts during his session with the mouseboy had been rough and frantic with the need for release, only barely held back by the femmes all around him at the time, Sebastian's thrusts were slow, measured, his tail hiked to better let his son watch how the older wolf rolled his hips, his balls slapping against the balls of Tony's best friend. Birch didn't need any stimulation for his cock with how Sebastian was handling him: just the way the handsome wolf was rutting him, hitting all the most sensitive spots inside of his young body, was more than enough. Every so often the young mouse would cast a glance toward Tony, and Tony could read in those eyes how Birch obviously loved what Tony's dad was doing to him, but he also obviously wanted it to be Tony who did the same things to him, once Tony learned how.

"Do you want to cum, Birch?" asked Sebastian with a gentle smile, tugging on the mouseboy's tail.

"Yessir, Mister DeLoup," answered Birch meekly.

"Make my son cum, too, girls," said Sebastian, glancing over at Sif and Freya. "I want him to orgasm as close to his best friend as possible."

Just as soon as the two huskyfemmes nodded their acknowledgement of their alpha's command, Sebastian started to pick up his pace, making Birch's throbbing pink penis bob with each slap of his hips against the boy's bottom. Tony felt a familiar tingle at the base of his balls as he watched, and knew his best friend was only moments away from cumming again.

Sif and Freya shared a swift glance, their ears and tails perking in surprise as they suddenly both felt a hand grip the bases of those curly husky tails, tugging them insistently. It was Tierra! As mother and daughter looked back at the tigergirl, the stripy femme stalked between them, grinning as she straddled the wolfboy's hips, deliberately leaning forward to stroke her supple breasts against his firm chest.

"Wolfie got a bone?" she asked teasingly, arching her back, rubbing the yielding folds of her labia over Tony's throbbing erection.

With a loud _rawrf!_of eagerness, Tony surged forward, making Tierra mew in surprise as she was flipped onto her back. Fortunately for her, Tony's as well as Sif's and Freya's hands were there to catch her, lowering her to the floor safely. That was the only gentleness she got, though, before Tony's cock caught at the dimple of her pubis, and plunged inside. Wailing loudly and happily, the tigergirl's breasts bobbed rapidly as Tony gave her exactly the sort of deep dicking the feisty, teasing tigerfemme deserved! With Sif and Freya adding their tongues, neither of the two teens, feline or lupine, were going to last long - not that they wanted to, anyway. Her legs wrapping around Tony's hips, her claws raking through the soft fur of his chest, Tierra yowled like a wildcat, while Tony howled like the animal he most resembled, their orgasmic cries filling the living room, almost loud enough to disturb the thoroughly exhausted orgygoers from their rest.

Birch only managed to last until he heard Tierra and Tony's own sounds of orgasm, before he gave a loud squeak, and started to squirt cum all over the floor. When Sebastian's own gush of cum splattered against the mouseboy's insides, the sensation only made the young mouse squeak again, his entire body tensing up, clenching down on Sebastian's powerful, dominating cock as Birch came again and again and again. Perhaps he would have just kept on cumming, except that he passed out somewhere around the eighth or ninth spurt of mousecream.

"Welcome to the family," said Sebastian as he pulled his cock out of Birch's bum, then wiped his glistening shaft on the mouseboy's soft-furred tush. "And welcome to you both as well," he added, leaning over to kiss the tired huskyfemmes who lay, one to either side of his son and the happily-purring tigergirl sprawled across his chest and stomach. "Good night."

So saying, Sebastian gently lifted his daughter in his arms, and carried the little peach-furred bunnygirl off to bed. He soon returned, this time for his wife, and left the rest of the partygoers where they were, Freya cuddled with her mother and his son, Tierra on top of Tony, Olivia snuggled in an otterpile with her parents.

There would be time enough for cleanup in the morning.