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[b]Getting Lost 3: Her Husband's Husband[/b]

Start: June 23rd, 2016

Finish: September 9th, 2019

Commission for: Brophey

Story by Ajax B. Coriander

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Becky snuggled back into the old wolf behind her. The bear could feel the old wolf's hands on her belly, and the pressure of his stomach pressed against her back. The two of them were naked in the large outdoor wooden tub that Brophey, her husband, had made just for the two of them. There was a wooden fountain pouring fresh warm water in as the cold water was pulled out from the bottom. The brown bear smiled as she glanced at the baby monitor screen resting beside the tub where it showed her boys in the playpen— they were both fast asleep. It was so strange to just have a nice quiet moment to themselves.

She reached down and played with the wedding ring on the bigger wolf's paw, while she glanced up to the sky. It was a mixture of deep purples and blacks. The stars shone brighter than they ever had in the city she was from. Brophey nuzzled between her ears, before he leaned back and took a puff from the pipe in his paw.

“I wish every moment could be this peaceful," the bear said with a happy sigh, “last week was just so crazy."

The old wolf nuzzled at his wife's cheek, “But the pack did seem to love you."

“Yeah," Becky sighed happily, “it went so much better than I thought it would. Though, it is strange knowing you're a great-grandfather now."

The wolf gave a toothy grin, and his paws slid up from his wife's belly and he cupped her swollen breasts. “Well my grandsons are just like their dad and grandpa, they gotta spread their seed." He chuckled and gave those milk swollen breasts a squeeze, sliding his fingers forward to play with Becky's sensitive nipples. “After all, if I hadn't done the same, you wouldn't be in my lap right now."

Becky shuddered, and she felt the wolf's wood starting to rise between her legs. She shuddered when she felt the warm heat of the water against her folds get replaced by the warmth of the wolf's cock against her pussy. She could feel it resting there, pulsing with need, after all it'd been a week since she'd been able to drain those big balls between Brophey's legs. She bit her lower lip, and she took a deep breath.

“Speaking of which, the pharmacy needs to send away to re-up on my birth control and I con't go on the shot until the doc gets back from his vacation," the bear huffed as she squeezed that wolf's cock between her thick brown thighs.

“Oh, I know," Brophey said slyly. “I just like teasing Mama Bear is all. Are you sure you want to go back on it?" The wolf said as he slowly rocked his hips back and forth, so the upper side of his shaft teased her soft folds. “You always look good, but knowing my cubs were in your belly just made you look so beautiful." Brophey said as he nibbled on her neck softly.

“I uh," Becky stuttered as she sucked in air through her teeth, and she felt need starting to bubble up inside of her. “I do want more of your pups in me, eventually. I just want to give us a bit of a breather. It is the two of us, and I don't want us to be outnumbered too soon." She licked her lips, and she reached down between her legs. “But that doesn't mean Mama Bear can't take care of her Papa Wolf." She reached down in the water and wrapped her hand around that throbbing wolf pole. She started to slowly stroke it, as the wolf behind her shuddered.

“Mmm and don't think Papa Wolf isn't going to take care of Mama Bear too," the wolf said as he reached down, and his fingers slid over her light brown inner thighs to the valley that lay between. His fingers teased those soft folds, before his fingers slid up and he started to slowly tease her nub.

Becky shuddered, and she glanced out over the peaceful meadow before her, watching as the fireflies danced and played. She never imagined her life could be this amazing. The bear closed her eyes and relaxed into the big soft wolf behind her. Her paw slowly stroking the wolf's shaft, her fingers teasing his tip and squeezing the space where his knot would form— just like he liked. Meanwhile his fingers teased her nubbin, two of those digits sliding down around the sides as he slowly stroked her.

The two of them tried to keep it down, trying not to wake the two sleeping lads inside the cabin. They gave into the lust they'd been too busy to give into over the past week. Becky huffed, and she slipped her hand away so she could squeeze his cock between her thighs, letting the upperside slide against her slick folds as the wolf behind her slowly humped between her legs. She felt Brophey squeeze one of her sensitive breasts, and she had to bite her lower lip to keep from moaning too loud.

She could feel the cock between her legs starting to twitch as the knot formed at the base of his shaft. She squeezed the sides of the large wooden tub, and she leaned her head back into the big wolf behind her as she felt herself growing close. She shuddered as the big wolf give her clit the final teasing flick to sent her over the edge. Her whole body shook as a week's worth of tension faded from her, her soft folds quivering against the sensitive skin of her husband's shaft.

The wolf behind her gingerly bit into her shoulder as his face scrunched up, and his tip started to spray ropes of cum into the water. The filter quickly sucking all those swimmers up as his big balls emptied between his wife's thighs. His grasp relaxed, and he panted softly as he squeezed his wife tight and the two of them enjoyed their life under the wide-open skies.

***

Becky was fast asleep as her husband held her tight to his chest. The two of them looked so peaceful in their bed as their pups slept just feet away in their crib. A shadow cast across the cabin's window, slowly moving across their pouch and towards the front door. The handle in the kitchen jiggled, and the shadow outside grumbled as it fumbled around outside. There was a soft click as the door unlocked, and the spring on the door creaked as it was opened.

Becky's rounded ears twitched, and her heart raced as she heard the sound of footsteps across the kitchen floor, while her husband slept behind her. She nudged the sleeping wolf with her elbow, and he grunted sleepily as he started to wake up. “Brophey," she whispered, “I think there's someone in the house."

The wolf's ears shot up straight and a snarl spread across his muzzle as he listened to the sounds of the house— sure enough he heard the footsteps just like she had. He slowly and carefully turned over to grab the hatchet he kept under the bed. The naked wolf slowly stood to his feet, being careful to not make a sound as he moved towards the kitchen and the dark figure waiting there.

Brophey flicked on the lights, and he went to shout at the person waiting there, but he froze instead. He looked in confusion at the bear standing there. He was a grizzle bear around 50, with a large belly, and he was wearing a long-sleeved red flannel shirt with black suspenders over the top of it that connected to his bluejeans. The bear's muzzle, with its handlebar mustache and neatly trimmed goatee, turned up into a smile. The bear dropped a duffle bag to the floor, and he started to walk towards Brophey.

“Karwood?" The wolf asked in shock as the bear walked right up to him, grabbed him, and pulled him into a deep kiss. Becky watched this, and her muzzle stood slightly agape as she stood there wearing nothing but a blanket from the bed. She watched as her husband was molested by the bear, his paws roaming over the older wolf's body as he did nothing to stop it — tossing his hatchet to the counter as he grabbed the bear and returned the molesting. Something finally clicked in Brophey and he pushed the bear off. His cock was throbbing under his rounded belly, but the snarl on his face returned.

“Wait," Becky said, “Karwood? Your dead husband?"

Karwood turned towards the other bear, and his brow cocked. “Who the hell are you?"

“You've got some nerve asking that question," the wolf shouted. “She's my wife, a lot can happen in five years! Like rising from the dead apparently."

“Five years? What?" The bear asked as he started doing math in his head. His ears dipped, “Oh fuck."

“Yeah, where the hell have you been all this time?" The wolf snarled, “the rangers in Alaska I sent after your brown fuzzy ass swore up and down you were probably dead after they found your fishing boat empty." Brophey growled as he crossed his arms.

“I was wondering why it wasn't where I parked it…" The bear said. “Look, I found something and I couldn't leave until I was sure I owned it."

“And you didn't think to write a postcard? Or let someone know you were okay?" The wolf

growled as Becky just watched their exchange.

“I did! I sent postcards right here, to 345 Evergreen Drive!" The bear shouted back.

“We live at 354 you doofus! 345 is Blind Betty's place," the wolf huffed, and he rubbed his temple as he closed his eyes and thought. The wolf walked over to the hall closet, and he grabbed a blanket and a pillow. “I've been building a new addon to the house, it isn't ready yet, but you can sleep in there tonight. I moved the old couch into one of the rooms and you can sleep on that."

“But Brophey, I…" the bear was cut off by the glare the wolf gave him.

“I don't want to hear it until tomorrow, I need to go to town and tell the sheriff you aren't dead and get the paperwork to state that you've been found. We can talk when I get back." The wolf said as he shoved the blanket and pillow into the bear's hands. He turned towards Becky, and he wrapped an arm around her as he guided her back to bed.

Becky wasn't sure what to say, what could she? They'd need to talk about it tomorrow, but she could tell Brophey just needed some time to think. She wasn't worried about Karwood being in the house, the wolf had never said anything bad about him other than he could be a bit… forgetful. Though, she never thought it could be that bad. When they got back to bed, she checked on the boys to make sure they were still asleep— thankfully they were heavier sleepers than most pups their age. The two of them got into bed, and they went back to sleep.

***

Becky awoke to the sound of the screen door creaking open, and slamming shut. She grumbled, and she slid from bed. She was about to walk naked into the kitchen, but she remembered they had a guest. Though, “guest" didn't seem like the right word for the not-so-dead husband of your husband, but it was the only word she could think of. She grabbed one of Brophey's shirts, it was so big on her that it might as well have been a dress, and she did up the buttons on that green flannel and rolled up the sleeves.

She glanced at the ring on her hand, and she wondered if her marriage to Brophey was still legal. Could someone in this state have more than one spouse? Wasn't that illegal? She groaned. If there was one thing her life was, it was definitely interesting. She walked over to the crib where her boys were looking up at her and reaching for her.

“And how are my two lovely boys today, hmm?" She asked as she reached down into the crib and gingerly rubbed Beau's cheek with her knuckle. His brother Duke barked at her happily, and he rolled over onto his belly so he could shimmy over her to nuzzle her hand. “I know, you're hungry. Let's get you fed, so Mama Bear can eat, hmm?"

She scooped the pups up into her arms, and she walked out into the kitchen where the husband to the man she married was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee. He was in the same clothes from last night, but his fur had that 'I just took a shower' dampness to it. The two of them smiled nervously at each other, before Becky finally said, “Good morning."

“Morning," the male bear replied, “so, you moved the coffee filters." Karwood say, clearly not sure what to say to her either.

“Yeah, we uh, changed things up a bit after the pups were born," the bear said as she slipped Beau into his highchair, and she carried Duke over to the fridge with her. She reached inside and grabbed two of the bottles she had from the fridge. She walked back over to the table, and she sat down in one of the white oak chairs. She cradled Duke with the crook of one of her arm, and she brought the bottle's nipple to his lips. The pup happily took it into his muzzle and started to suck. The two bears sat in silence for a while, before Karwood spoke up.

“So how long have you been with Brophey?" The male brown bear asked as he took a sip of coffee.

“A little over a year now, I met Brophey at the beginning of the summer last year," Becky replied. The bear across from her chuckled, and he shook his head.

“Brophey always said he had powerful swimmers, but I didn't believe him till now. Did the little buggers squirm right through the condom?" The bear asked.

“No, I hadn't realized the birth control I was on had worn off and well… I found out I was pregnant and our relationship kind of evolved from there." Becky's mind began to wonder as she said that. What was their relationship going to be like now that Karwood was back? Brophey had been with him so much longer than her, what if he decided to take him back and kick her to the curb? [i]No. Brophey wouldn't do that,[/i] she thought. But the idea still weighed on her, she'd only been with the wolf for a blink of an eye, how could she compete with Karwood? The man who had been with him since his wife had died. She was thrown out of her thoughts as she heard Beau whimpering next to her, and reaching for the bottle she'd left on the table in front of him.

“Patience sweety," Becky said in a calm and gentle tone, “Mommy needs to finish feeding Duke." She glanced at Karwood and gave a polite smile, “Sorry, normally Brophey feeds one as I feed the other, they aren't used to having to wait."

“Well, I could feed him," Karwood replied.

“That would be great actually, have you ever fed a pup before?" She asked as any mother would.

“Yeah, Brohey's daughter-in-law Misty, you know the one married to Houston, was in a car wreck a few years back after they'd had their second child. Brophey could see how overwhelmed Houston was because his job wouldn't give him family leave, so we offered to go down there and help as she recovered. I got sort of a crash course in taking care of wolf pups while I was there," the older bear explained.

“Oh alright, go ahead then." Becky said with a smile.

Karwood stood up, and he walked over to where Beau was sitting, “Okay come on big guy." He picked him up and the bottle, before taking one of the seats closer to Becky. The bear cradled the pup with ease, and Beau started sucking on that bottle without a bit of fuss.

“So," Becky started, “what were you doing in Alaska all of this time?"

“I'll explain later when Brophey gets home, he left in such a huff this morning I didn't get a chance to. But it was worth it, trust me," Karwood replied. He cocked a smile, “But I do have some stories I could tell you if you don't mind listening to an old man prattling along?"

“You know who I live with, right?" Becky asked with a giggle.

“Point," Karwood said with a smile, “I guess I'll tell you about the first day I got there." Karwood started to retell the story and Becky listened to every word as he told his harrowing tale.

***

Brophey parked his ATV outside of 345 Evergreen Drive, and he rested his arms on the steering wheel. He glanced at the papers on the seat beside him, and he sighed. He got out, walked up to the door, and he knocked. “Miss Betty?" He shouted.

“Come on in, the door is open," a feminine voice from inside called.

Brophey opened the door to the simple house, and he found Betty there. The old badger was at her sink, peeling potatoes as a black and white TV in the corner played a boxing match. The women was wearing a pair of blue jeans, and a button up white linen shirt. She had on a pair of thick sunglasses, and her white and red striped cane rested against the counter beside her. The badger tilted her head up, and she sniffed the air as her rounded ears twitched.

“So you're either a lumberjack coming to seek revenge for my days in the 60s or you're Brophey, that sweet fellow a few miles away," the women said as she set the potato she was pealing down in the sink, and she rinsed off her hands. “You spend enough time in logging camps doing… things… you eventually learn the smell of flannel and musk by heart." She turned around to face Brophey, she was angled a little to left, but she almost knew exactly where he was. “How can I help you?"

“Yeah it's me," Brophey started, “You wouldn't happen to have any of my mail, would you?"

“I was wondering when you were going to pick it up, I keep getting postcards in the mail for you, they've been coming for about 5 years," the women explained, “I keep telling my grandson to tell you or the postmaster when he drops off my weekly supplies, but the little bugger always forgets. How a 40-year-old man can be so dull, I'll never know." She said with a chuckle. She pointed to a spot on her kitchen counter, where about 30 postcards laid in a neat little pile.

“Thanks," he said as he walked over to pick them up, and he said, “Alright, I guess I'll be going."

“Oh no you don't," the badger said, “I've been waiting 5 years to hear what's on those, my grandson just keeps telling me 'they're mighty gay', but he won't give me any of the juicy details. I could have thrown them out, but I kept them, the least you can do is tell me what they say. If you do, I'll even make you breakfast."

The wolf looked at the stack of postcards, and his heart sank a bit. All this time the proof that Karwood was alive was sitting right here, and he hadn't known it. So many feelings were rushing through him right now that it felt hard to think, but he decided maybe a full stomach would help clear his head. He walked over to her kitchen table, and he flipped the stack of postcards over so the oldest was on top. He picked it up, and he started to read it aloud.

“My dearest Brophey, I hope this letter finds you well. My trip has taken me longer than I expected, I don't want to tell you why in fear of jinxing it, but I can tell you it'll be well worth it. I miss you so much, I can't wait to get home and…" the wolf continued to read, saying things aloud that would make other men blush at the shear graphic details. The old badger women just smiled, her ears burning as she felt a perkiness she hadn't in years as she listened to Brophey read. She turned back towards the sink, and went back to peeling potatoes for the hash browns she was making for breakfast.

***

“Wow that is crazy, no wonder you forgot where you parked your boat," Becky said with amazement as she listened to the bear finishing up his story. “I had no idea you could use bark like that."

“Yep, it was a day," the bear replied with a grin as he bounced Beau in his arms.

“Are you hungry? We could put these guys in their playpen, and I could start on some breakfast."

“Oh, I'd love that, let me put these guys up for you so you can start," the bear said as he stood to his feet, and walked over to Becky. She handed him Duke, and she watched as the grizzly bear moved into the living room where their playpen waited. She watched as Karwood put them down, and then leaned into their playpen to make faces to get them to giggle. She smiled softly, and she felt a warmth in her heart. There was something so attractive about a man who was good with kids, she was starting to see why Brophey had fallen in love with the big bear.

Becky stood up and she started to get everything ready for breakfast, she moved around the kitchen getting everything she needed. She opened one of the cupboards and she grumbled as she saw Brophey had put the flour on the top shelf. The small female bear reached high above her head, standing on her tiptoes as she reached for the flour. Not realizing the back of the shirt she was wearing was starting to ride just a little bit too high, and it shifted just right so that her bare bear bum was on full display to the grizzly standing behind her.

“Ya know," Karwood said as Becky kept reaching for the flour, and he moved up behind her. “I can see why Brophey would fall for you so fast, you're such a sweet thing." The much taller bear said as he pressed into her back, and he reached up above her to grab the flour for her. “I don't blame him for falling for you. I mean, if I had such a cute girl prancing around, I might have as well. And it's good that he wasn't alone all that time." He said as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, “I know just how lonely a cold bed empty bed can be, it's always better when you have someone else to share it with."

Becky shuddered as she felt that thick belly pressed into her back, it was a feeling that she'd grown to love after living with Brophey for the past year. She bit her lower lip as the spot between her legs started to tingle. The grizzly put the flour on the counter, his paw still resting on it, as Becky reached for it. Their paws touched, but neither took theirs away, they just let them linger.

“Oh, I couldn't agree more," the younger brown bear huffed, “I didn't realize how fun having a husband could be."

“So, what do you think about your husband having a husband of his own?" The older bear asked as he leaned down so he could nuzzle at the smaller bear's brown cheek. “What does that make us? If my husband is married to you, and I'm married to my husband, doesn't that make me your husband too?" The bear asked as his paw slid down across her stomach, and he pulled her back into him.

Becky wondered if she should tell him to get off, she knew he would if she did, but having his body against hers felt so nice. She reached down with her free paw, and placed it on his. She shuddered in his grasp as she wondered just what she could do with her new husband… but was he? How did that work? Would Brophey get mad if she… well… had another wedding night all over again?

“I don't know," she finally huffed as her mind raced with thoughts.

“Hmm, well did Brophey ever talk to you about me?" He asked as he started to kiss the younger bear's neck, his ears alert listening to her just in case she told him to stop. “Like how coffee riles me up?" The grizzly inquired as a deep growl rumbled in his chest. “And I had a whole pot of coffee today, and I wouldn't mind some honey from your pot to sweeten what's already gone down." The larger bear said as he slid his paw from her belly, to her bare thigh, holding it there just inches away from the spot between her legs that was already starting to glisten with desire.

“Fuck," she muttered under her breath. “God damnit!" She roared as she placed her paw on the bear's, and she guided it to the slot between her legs that burned with desire. The bear behind her grinned as his fingers slid into that slick hole, and she shuddered in front of him. “Well, Papa Bear has been gone a long time, Mama Bear might as well make sure her newest husband feels welcomed home."

The female brown bear could feel that grizzly bear's shaft grinding into her lower back as his pants tented under his large belly. She ground back against it, and the older bear's paw that wasn't stroking her pussy slid from the flour and started to undo the buttons of her shirt. The grizzly undid the last button, before sliding his paw inside of her open shirt. Karwood's paw slid up along Becky's belly, to where her large breasts laid, he took one into his big bear paw and gave it a squeeze.

Becky moaned as he did that, and she thrust forward into his teasing palm, grinding her pussy into his paw. She panted, and she felt the bear nuzzling at her cheek. The female bear turned her head slightly and their muzzles met in a deep kiss. They stood there for a moment, the bigger grizzly sliding his fingers in and out of the much younger brown bear's slot. Karwood let out a lustful growl, and the two of them broke their kiss. The grizzly slid his fingers out of her soft velvety lips, and he pulled the shirt off of her, so she was bare before him. She turned around, and her head was at the same level as his chest. She looked up at him, and he looked down at her— grinning through his handlebar moustache.

The two of them dashed to the new bedroom Brophey had added since she'd first come to the cabin. Karwood was shedding his clothes along the way. He started by slipping off the black suspenders over his clothes, and then first few buttons of his red flannel shirt before pulling it up and over his head.

Becky bit her lower lip as she looked at the naked bear in front of her. She loved the way Brophey looked, but there was always some primal urge that drew her towards male bears like the one standing before her. She looked at his shaft, which was already standing tall and proud under his large belly. She sat on the edge of the bed, and she beckoned him to come closer. The brown bear reached out her paws, and she slid a finger along the underside of that needy bear's shaft. It felt so warm, and ready. She licked her lips as she reached down to cup those heavy ursine balls that swung under his shaft, and she could feel just how full they were. She couldn't help herself as she leaned forward and took the head of that shaft into her muzzle. Becky moaned as the salty taste of his precum rolled across her tongue, as the scent of his musk rolled through her black nose.

Becky slowly bobbed her head along his shaft, as his paw came down to rest between her short stubby ears. He groaned with desire as he guided her head back and forth along his throbbing shaft as it slid in and out of that warm wet maw. The grizzly had a deep lustful growl rumble in his chest, and he gingerly pushed Becky off his shaft and onto her back. She scooted back towards the headboard panting as Karwood climbed up onto that bed with her. His shadow cast over her as he smirked and slid his arms under the back of her knees and pushed them towards her chest.

She shuddered as she felt his saliva and pre-cum covered shaft sliding against her slick slot. He rocked his cock back and forth along the soft folds, making the woman below him shudder with desire. Becky bit her lower lip, and she gripped the bedsheets as she thought about how good that bear's dick would feel inside of her. She felt him pull his hips back, and then adjust the angle of his cock so the head of his tip was kissing her ready pussy lips. The grizzly gave a soft grunt, and he pushed forward into that warm ready slot.

Becky groaned in pure and utter ecstasy as she felt that warmth meet with hers. That shaft hilted inside of her was like it was made just for her tunnel. That bigger bear's body felt so right on top of her. Karwood groaned above her, leaning down to nuzzle her cheek, before he straightened his back a bit and started to slowly and steadily fuck her. That thick cock sliding in and out of that warm wet pussy as his bare flesh rubbed against her bare insides.

Becky had a twinge of panic run through her as she remembered something. Her birth control! She glanced over at the nightstand where she knew condoms laid inside, she thought about telling Karwood to stop and put one on, but as she felt those warm fuzzy balls tickling her lower lips she couldn't bring herself to do it. He just felt so good inside of her, and she didn't want to pause for a second… She'd just have him pull out before he came. [i] The chances of getting pregnant from pre-cum were slim, right? [/i] She thought, lying to herself.

She huffed, [i]yeah, I'll just enjoy this for a few minutes and then I'll tell him to stop. Until then, though…[/i] she thought as she thrust her hips forward onto that bear's pounding shaft. She closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the sensation of that bigger bear's cock inside of her. She was only brought out of those thoughts when she heard the cap to a bottle of lube pop open. She glanced over at the doorway, and Brophey was standing there. She couldn't tell how long he'd been there, but his dick was already out of his overalls and he had a bottle of lube in his paw. He didn't look angry, in fact, he looked pleased.

“You two are getting along way better than I expected," the old wolf said with a soft chuckle. He walked over to the two of them, and he nuzzled at Karwood's cheek, before he pulled the bear into a kiss.

“So I'm guessing you're not mad anymore?" Karwood asked as he slowed his thrusts insides of Brophey's wife.

“I'm still a little peeved, but Blind Betty had kept your postcards, so I'm not as mad as I was. Though, after this you're going to tell me what you were so cryptic about in your letters," Brophey said, before he leaned down and nuzzled and kissed Becky just like he had to Karwood. “And you're enjoying having another husband in the house, dear?"

“Oooh yes," Becky moaned. “Anymore surprise husbands I should know about?"

“Well," Brophey said with a chuckle, “I don't think so. But my 20s was a wild time, so I dunno."

Brophey squirted some lube onto his paw, and he grabbed the massive erection he was sporting from watching his husband fuck his wife. The big wolf moved behind the pair, and he crawled up onto the bed behind Karwood's thrusting ass. He licked his lips as he leaned down to watch as that thick shaft slid in and out of his wife's pussy, and those ursine balls slowly pat against her soft fuzzy groin.

He clicked his tongue, “Oh Becky, I thought you didn't want any more pups right now." The wolf teased as he had an evil grin spread across his muzzle. “Ya know, his swimmers might be just as strong as mine." The wolf said as he glanced up to see that grizzly bear's pink pucker flexing between thrusts under that stub tail— just begging to be filled with a nice thick wolf cock. Brophey rose to his knees, and grabbed Karwood's thrusting ass as he laid his cock between his husband's fuzzy brown cheeks.

“It had been too long since I had this rump wrapped around my cock," the wolf growled playfully as he slid his dick back, and he let that thrusting bear slid down on his dick as he pulled back from Becky. Karwood shuddered, and it made his cock throb even harder inside that warm tunnel.

“W-well I was going to have him pull out… eventually, he… he just feels so good," she moaned as the bear above her shuddered as he was assaulted from the front and the back by his husband and his husband's wife.

“Well then you better have him do it now," Brophey teased as he leaned across the large grizzly's back, “who knows how long he'll last now that he's got me inside of him." The old wolf said as he started to thrust in and out of that tight warm grizzly rump.

“Oh, I'm not going to last long now," Karwood huffed, “This just feels too intense…" The bear huffed, “Should I pull out Becky?"

The woman bit her lower lip as she thought about how to reply as the spot between her legs begged her to let him keep going.

“Better make up your mind Becky, this bear ass feels mighty good around my cock, and I might just end up fucking it so hard that his cum dribbles out while he's inside you." Brophey said as he leaned up to nibble on his husband's short stubby brown ear.

“I… I…" She shuddered as she felt a twinge of intense pleasure shoot up her spin. “W-well there's only a chance he could knock me up, right?" She shuddered as she grabbed the bear's sides and squeezed them tight.

“Maybe," Brophey said in a sing-song tone. “He might and he might not, but isn't that the best part?" The wolf said as he laid his head on Karwood's shoulder so he could look down at his wife's pleasure filled face. “That was part of the fun you had breeding with me the first time, isn't it? Suuuure, you thought you were protected, but I still remembered how you'd blush when I'd tease you about putting my pups in your belly." The big wolf huffed as his fat balls swung between his legs. “Don't you wanna know what that would feel like with a thick grizzly cock cumming inside your tight bare bear tunnel?"

“M-maybe," she said as she squirmed below Karwood, the thought of how good she'd look filled with bear cream running through her mind as she tried to make up her mind.

“And what better welcome home gift for your new hubby than to let him feel like what it's like to cum inside of another bear's pussy as his husband fucks his ass?" Brophey asked as he squeezed onto Karwood's hips so he could thrust a little harder. “And it'd be just the once… after that we could wrap him up until you get your shot. But haven't you ever wondered what it'd feel like to have a bear cum inside you, just the once? Wouldn't it be fun to throw the dice and take that chance?"

Becky whined under her two teasing husbands, and she squirmed against that massive thrusting grizzly bear whose cock seemed to stroke all the right places inside of her. She panted, and she glanced at the nightstand. The condoms were right inside. She knew he'd put one on, all she had to do was ask, but did she want to? Wouldn't it feel so good just to do it the once? Besides, she just had pups, and she couldn't get pregnant again that fast, right? Her toes curled, and a deep lust filled growl escaped her lips. “Fuck it! Cum inside me, Papa Bear!"

Brophey grinned, and he leaned up and nibbled on Karwood's ear. He nuzzled it, and he whispered. “You heard her, go ahead and pump those bear cubs into my wife. Release those little swimmers inside of yours, and let me feel you cumming into her as I'm hilted inside of you." Brophey chuckled evilly, “and ya know, I think she's ovulating… Smell that? That hint of sweetness to the air? That's just what she smelled like when I bred my pups into her the first time…"

Karwood sniffed the air, and sure enough there was this sweet scent to it. It lingered there, it was almost overpowered by the other scents in the room, but it was there. The grizzly let out a loud roar, and his cock throbbed inside of the pussy his cock was currently inside. His balls started to pull up close to his body, and Becky shuddered as she realized what he was about to do. His ass started to pulse around Brophey's cock as his thick bear cream started to pump into that warm wet slot. Becky shuddered under him, and she squeezed him tight as she started to cum with him. Her body shaking as her tight tunnel pulse around that cock as that thick bear spunk rested inside of her warm ready tunnel…

Becky and Karwood collapsed into a pile as Brophey still thrusted in and out of that big grizzly's ass, trying to make sure he milked every ounce of cum inside of him and into his wife. The big wolf licked his lips, and he said, “Alright, lay next to each other, put your cheeks together, and open your muzzles wide." Brophey grabbed ahold of his cock, and he slowly slid out of Karwood. He watched as Karwood nodded weakly and pulled out of that bear's warm wet pussy. Brophey watched as that pole slid out of that creamy sticky mess, leaving him with a nice view of his wife's well used cream filled hole.

Becky and Karwood nuzzled cheek to cheek as Brohpey stood to his feet and placed one paw on the wall above the headboard. He leaned over them and watched as Becky cupped her breasts and gave them a squeeze. He started to stroke his cock, pointing it towards the bears' open muzzles. It didn't take long before his fat wolf balls started to pull up tight, and thick jets of cum shot from the tip of his shaft and across bears' waiting muzzles. Some splashed across their tongues, but most went across their faces. His cum marking both bears as his own. Brophey stood above them panting, his dick dripping in his paw, as the two bear's started to lick the fur off of each other's muzzles, before their lips met for a salty kiss.

“Okay, make room you two, I want a husband on one side and a wife on the other," the wolf panted. The two bears broke their kiss and made room so Brophey could lay down between them. Karwood and Becky turned to face Brophey, and they sandwiched him between them. Brophey wrapped an arm around them both and pulled them in close. They enjoyed their afterglow for a few moments, before Brophey spoke again. “Okay Karwood, now are you going to tell me what you were so cryptic about in your letters?"

“Oh right," the bear said sleepily, “I found a huge gold vein and I started a mine."

Becky and Brophey looked at the bear stunned, and both said, “What?!" at the same time.

“Yep," Karwood yawned, “I stumbled on it when I lost my boat, I had to be cryptic because I didn't want someone to know what I was doing as I got the capital together to buy the land, and start the mine before anyone else could try and lay claim to it." The bear rubbed over the wolf's belly through his shirt, “If you think that's a shocker, just wait until you see how many zeros my bank account has."

Becky and Brophey just looked at the sleepy bear in utter disbelief.

** 6 months later **

Becky looked out the window at the slowly falling snow as her husbands cuddled up to her sides. Their paws rested on her swollen belly, and they grinned as they felt the three bear cubs inside squirming about. She glanced over at her sons in their playpen, and then she relaxed a bit into the couch behind her. The fire in front of her crackled softly as Karwood and Brophey slowly nuzzled and kissed along her neck.

“So do you believe me now Karwood? Doesn't she look so good with cubs in her belly?" Brophey asked as he slowly rubbed over that light brown underbelly that was turning a bit pink as the fur underneath was stretched out by the growing cubs inside her.

“Oh yeah, I started to figure that out when she hit the fourth month," the grizzly replied.

“Guys, I'm right here," Becky said as she chuckled, “I can hear you ya know."

Brophey grinned, “Oh we know." The old wolf said as he slid his paw from her belly to her thick thigh. “But that does remind me, I was doing some math today and between my savings and how well Karwood's literal gold mine is doing, we have enough funds to set us up for life and have enough left over to put our pups through grad school, the cubs in your belly, and 10 more."

“Oooh, now there's a thought," Karwood said as he followed Brophey's lead and sank his hand down to Becky's thigh.

“I wonder how many litters it'd take to get us up to 15?" The bear said as a lustful growl rumbled in his chest. “3? 4? 7?" The bear said as he started to slowly rub the younger brown bear's thigh.

“Hey, you're not the one that has to carry them you know," Becky huffed. Though, the thought did make the insides of her ears turn a bit red and a tingle to quiver across the spot between her legs.

“Yeah, but like we said you look so good with your belly swollen like this," the old wolf said as he grinned, “And there are so many fun things we can try next time…"

“Yep," Karwood said as he licked his lips, “Like we could always have a sperm race… Whose swimmers do you think would win Becky? My younger stronger ones or the big great grand-dad wolf's?"

“I uh," she shuddered as she thought about those two big beasts fucking her one after the other just to see whose swimmers were faster. “I think it'd be pretty close."

“Do you know?" The old wolf said as paw along her thigh, and he slid two of his fingers inside of those warm tight bear insides.

“Y-yep," the woman replied.

“It'd be fun trying though, I wonder how long it'd take to get some cubs in your belly again Becky," Karwood said as he followed Brophey's lead again and he slid his paw up and started to rub over the little nubbin at the top of her ripe and ready peach. “Your husbands could just spend weeks breeding you, over and over again, until we knew you'd be heavy with our cubs just like you are now."

“Didn't I hear somewhere bears could carry cubs from more than one dad?" Brophey asked as he nibbled at Becky's neck getting a long deep moan from her. “Think we could knock her up at the same time? Our cubs and pups sharing her womb just like their dad's share her nice tight pussy?"

“You know, that does sound familiar," the big bear replied with a grin, “We might just need to try that."

“Guuuyys we should try to wait, don't you think?" Becky huffed as she pictured herself heavy with their cubs for long into the future. Those two doting husbands taking care of her every whim as she made her and their fantasies come true.

“Heh, that didn't work out so well last time hun," Brophey replied.

“I could'a pulled out, but you said yourself you're happy I didn't, isn't that right sweetie?" Karwood asked as he nuzzled the brown bear's cheek.

“Yeah…" Becky admitted, and the two men beside her kissed each of her cheeks as their wandering fingers made her shudder with ecstasy between two men that two years ago, she'd never have imagined would be in her life. And honestly, she couldn't be happier.