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The stretch of student accommodations was unusually quiet, especially for a Friday night. Though given everyone had blown their weekly allowance on parties and alcohol, coupled with exams hanging around the corner, the quiet Friday nights were becoming much more frequent along this street. Much to the relief of their neighbors.

All that being said, however, townhouse number 69 was quite noisy with the orgasmic howls of a wolfess, crying out to the crescent moon, rolling out the open kitchen window.

For Dale, the noise, while delightful to listen to, was almost painful. Given the fact that the human was trapped in the anthro wolfess' thighs and she was howling into her ear as he thrust into her depths. His girlfriend, Pepper, was propped up on the kitchen counter, a puddle of excitement forming under her voluptuous furry cheeks and streaming down the front of the dishwasher.

The way his cock plunged up into her body at an aggressive pace with Pepper's limbs tangled around the smooth skinned body of her lover, one might mistake Dale for being the instigator of the situation. After all, what man doesn't try talking his girl into fucking on the kitchen counter?

In all honesty, Dale was actually the innocent one in this relationship.

He came down to make popcorn for movie night when Pepper had followed him down twirling a few strands of her raven tresses that escaped the braid she tied her hair into, dressed in nothing but some provocative lingerie and a saucy smile. Her panties were lost somewhere while her bra was pulled down off her shoulders revealing her breasts to the open air.

Pepper wasn't the cheerleading captain dream-girl Hollywood might try to sell, but any male with an iota of common sense - something Dale was glad to have in droves in his past lonely days - knew she was a voluptuous hottie. Her long limbs tapered in a feminine way, and her sleek thighs met neatly at an inviting little slit in the middle, where her wide shapely hips tapered into a trim but satisfyingly pillowy midriff. And her breasts were the envy of any young woman her age, large and plump but pert and almost gravity defying.

Her lingerie only drew more attention to her naked parts. Her bra would have done little to cover her pink nipples, lime green lace cupping below her breasts and clashing with her stark white underbelly fur. A garter belt held up her thigh-high stockings with a set of suspenders and one of her matching high heels had fallen off in the middle of the frantic fucking. The other dangled loosely and almost forgotten on her toes, undulating back and forth with the rest of her body.

"Huuuuhhhh... Babe, you're going to - ah! - make me cummmm again!" she whined in his ear, setting her claws of one hand into the back of his head and sliding her other hand up the back of his shirt. Her fingers were tracing Dale's scant musculature, usually soft and cuddly much like Pepper's curvy body, but right now tense with effort and exertion.

They'd been going at it for a while now, and Dale had lost count of how many times his girlfriend's pussy clamped down on his member before she let out a shuddering gasp of a climax. The day she only orgasmed once for him was the day they would realise one thing: they were getting old.

But as it stood, Pepper started gushing the moment he slid up into her and didn't stop until she sucked every last drop of semen out of his balls. She was so hungry for it she couldn't even wait for them to finish the movie they were streaming.

At some point during their frantic lovemaking, the front door opened and Dale's roommate walked in. The anthro Doberman looked like he was barely paying attention as he shuffled down the hall, dropping his backpack as he went then moved into the kitchen looking for a packet of instant ramen. College, or any kind of schooling, wasn't really for him and he had come back from a long lecture today. Using his brain too much or just sitting listening in class wore him out more than anyone else. Action was more his calling.

Dale had become Bishop's roommate earlier that year when he first got in when Bishop was on his second year. The moment they met the two hit it off great like they were meant to be best friends. Negotiations went smoothly and they didn't get in each other's ways like most other roommates do.

Bishop barely made it through the threshold to the kitchen when their erotic moans finally pulled him out of his zombie-like stupor and he looked up, catching an eyeful of the rutting couple. He stammered and shielded his eyes, the exact same way he had the day before... and the day before that... and the day before that, as well as pretty much every other time Pepper stayed the night, which was almost every night these days.

"Seriously, you guys really need to put a fucking sock on the door or something!" he said as he scurried back the way he came.

"B-Bishop..." Dale panted as his roommate made himself scarce with a furious blush shining through the dark chocolate fur on on his face.

But as Dale slowed to catch his breath enough to utter an apology, Pepper's grip on him shifted. Grabbing his face, she locked his gaze with her needy blue eyes.

"Don't!" she snarled with an almost predatory anger. "Don't you dare slow down. I'm - oh fuck! - I'm not done yet!"

Stiffening as if standing to attention, he sank his fingers into the firm globes of her of her ass a little more and set back to thrusting at his relentless pace.

It went without saying that Pepper was pretty frisky, calling back to her feral canine ancestry. But it actually suited Dale just fine. His college experience so far had been a dream to likes of which you only read about in lewd stories. He was a freshman, pretty much turning eighteen at the start of the semester. And already he had a fine anthro wolf two years ahead of him set her claws into him.

By Pepper's own admission it had started out as 'Oh, he is pretty cute. I've never taken a guy's virginity before. Let's give him a try.'

It was actually thanks to Bishop's invite to said party that the dominoes started to fall perfectly for the lovers. Bishop had wanted to hook himself and Dale up only to work a little too well for the human.

Now they were steadily dating, she was pretty much addicted to his cock. Dale didn't know where it came from exactly, but he was perfectly happy to satisfy her any way she wanted.

As crazy as she was during sex though, she was remarkable normal the rest of the time. Their initial hook-up was supposed to be a one-night stand, but given Pepper had never orgasmed on a guy's dick so hard before, a one-night stand turned into a two-night stand, then a three-night stand, and a week later they were dating. As it turned out, they liked the same kind of movies, food, games and music. It all just sort of worked out great, completely blind-siding them both.

Soon enough Pepper was getting close to what she wanted. Which was the feel of Dale's cock swelling with a final readiness in her trembling canal.

"Do it, baby!" she hissed lovingly. "Fill me up! Fill your dirty bitch to the brim with all that hot cum!"

Dale was happy oblige. Slamming his hips against her inner thigh three more times, he finally thrust as deep as he could, nudging her cervix with his swollen crown and erupting a moment later, spurting stream after stream of his seed into her innermost depths.

The sticky warmth of his erotic geyser set Pepper off one more time and this time the wet ripples clutching the human's length got wetter. Her hips started to tremble as she released a long cry that she tried to muffle in his shoulder, squirting hard all over Dale's cock.

The muscles inside of her began instinctually grasping for a knot. And while her pussy had nothing to really latch onto, the natural reaction of her body trying to tie him in place had more of a milking effect, a rippling action greedily suckling every salty drop out of his cock.

They sat there breathing hard for a moment, and when Dale finally caught his breath, he asked, "Can we get back to the movie now?"

Pepper kissed him fiercely, hugging her boyfriend just a little tighter with a lewd smile. "To hell with the movie! Take me up those stairs and fuck me until I can't walk anymore."

Dale takes her by the hand and leads her back up the stairs. At the top of the landing, he noticed that the door across from his room was closed. Bishop's room.

Dale snickered thinking what his roommate will be hearing.

The moment they were next to his bed she jumped onto it on all fours presenting her soaked rump to him.

Kneeling behind her, Dale grasps her by the flanks only to pause. Her nether lips have returned to normal looking as tight as ever, a familiar ooze still taints her clit and sticks into the fur surrounding her loins. As he pauses admiring the sight, she scoots back and bumps his manhood with her butt, the soft grinding against his throbbing shaft.

Once again possessed by lust, Dale pulls back aiming his rod down and prepares to enter. He moans and grunts as the bulbous head of his cock stretches Pepper's pussy open again.

"Oooohhhh, God! Fffuuuuck yeeeessss!" she exclaims as she tightens around him.

"HRRGH!"

"Ahh, yeah! Fuck me, baby! Fuck your bitch's pussy!"

Dale doesn't disappoint. He swiftly gets to work, rocking his hips and driving his shaft into the taut cunt, filling her up with his sturdy cock. It isn't long before he's driving himself into her to the point that his balls are slapping against her clit. Leaning forward, he reaches his hands to her breasts and pinches her nipples. Pepper cries out in pleasure, eyes closed and brow furrowed with lust.

She shoves herself backward, meeting her lover's thrusts. This only makes him work harder as she gasps and squeals. He reaches out taking her chin and kisses her cheek and along her muzzle. Feeling his lips, Pepper turns her head and tries to lap at his face like a common dog. Their tongues meet and their lips press together. In and out, Dale doesn't stop as he works harder and harder. Soon, she is so overcome with pleasure that she cannot even kiss him.

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! AHHH - AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!" she squeals as she climaxes.

Dale grunts straightening his back and resting his hands on her hips. He can feel her pussy clamping down on him like a vice. Her body shivers and shakes, her firm ass bouncing with each thrust he makes. Opening his eyes and admiring the sight, he can see the thick and creamy white froth smearing all over his cock.

"AHH-YEAH, DALE!!!"

"KEEP IT DOWN OVER THERE!!!" they heard Bishop yell from across the hall. "I'M ON THE PHONE TRYING TO GET MY OWN PUSSY!"

Dale carries on despite the protest. Soon Pepper's arm are no longer able to hold herself up and just collapses, her ass held up in place by her knees and his hands. Overcome by her pleasure, each thrust drives her face further and further down into the mattress. The human looms over his wolf girl on his bed. Moaning and groaning, her eyes staring blankly at the wall as she drools on the sheets. Dale has always felt a sense of pride as he fucks her into a stupor. Again, he feels the now familiar sensation of her inner muscles squeezing him. She closes her eyes tightly and bares her teeth, as if where snarling.

Dale slams in her one more time holding her firm before cumming another torrent inside her. The young lovers had long since lost count of how many times they climaxed tonight.

Gasping and huffing to catch their breaths, they fall over on their sides enjoying the afterglow spooning against each other.

"Give..." she panted. "Give me... a half hour... for another round..."

Dale could only blink. This was working up to be one hell of a Friday night.

***

Suburban traffic wasn't so much a thing beyond the odd minivan pulling out or a mail truck parked by the curb. Still, with the scant activity on the road, Pepper had a white-knuckled grip in the wheel and looked like she was talking part in a demolition derby.

Dale had never felt more like her boy-toy whenever they were they had to drive somewhere, given he didn't have his license yet. But today, Dale was just nervous. Because Pepper looked nervous. And whenever she drove while nervous, it made Dale nervous.

It was another quiet Friday, with a long holiday weekend upon them, one that Dale was looking forward to but was admittedly anxious about. Though not as anxious as Pepper made it seem. After all, Dale was about her mom for the first time.

Pepper had met Dale's parents already given his mom did regular laundry runs for her son. One day she had stumbled on the two just lounging in the living room. It had thankfully been during one of those rare occasions when they were fully dressed.

Pepper's familial situation was a little different from his. Her dad didn't stick around after she was born, so it had been her and her mom growing up. Though this meeting was something she'd been putting off for a long time. Something had her spooked, and when she pulled the car up outside a nice suburban home with a picket fence and a trimmed lawn, the panic hit such an apex she blurted out something downright mind-boggling.

"Dale, can you promise you won't fuck my mom behind my back?"

Dale's eye bugged in time with Pepper's door opening. What the fuck did he just hear? But before he could actually ask, Pepper was already standing at the curb, and the lady of the house had appeared on the porch.

With a brave smile, Pepper led him up the gravel garden path to the waiting lady.

Her mom was like a woman ripped out of the idyllic good old times, built and presented like a classical housewife. Her elegantly long, wavy hair, sleek fashionable attire, and all the bejeweled trimmings. The first thing that struck Dale was how young she appeared to be. The woman was barely into her forties, with a few grey flecks along her muzzle. Her figure was also nicely curved like Pepper, with a few extra motherly bits. She wasn't dumpy or flabby by any stretch of the imagination, but she had bountiful firm and luxurious curves. Her wide birthing hips filled out the snug pencil skirt with a high waist, hugging the way her body tapered into a shapely midriff like the neck of an hourglass before widening out into a pair of plump, voluminous breasts that almost spilled out of the cleavage-y cut at the top. Golden hoops decorated her wrists, with elegant fingers tapered out to red painted nails to match her vibrant lipstick. A string of pearls hung around her slender neck, with dangling earrings hanging from her alert, triangular ears completing her high society ladylike allure. Even the way she stood waiting for them with a mother smile exuded sophistication. Her hands hovered up by her shoulders with elegant gestures and she turned slightly as if to show off her best angle from which to observe her ravishing curves. The way she was perched on her high heels gave her enough elevation for her eyes to be level with Dale's, eyes that narrowed slightly as her excited smile deepened the dimples in her cheeks.

Even just the way she greeted her daughter gave Dale an internal 'oof!' as he tried his best to keep his dick from growing out of control.

"Pepper, darling!" Pepper's mother cried, her voice alive with dramatic quality. "It's so good to have you home!"

Grabbing her daughter by the shoulders, she planted a kiss in the air by each of her cheeks with an over-the-top "Mwah! Mwah!"

Stepping back back with that lovely smile of hers, the older wolfess quickly turned to Dale. Her hands were hovering up by her sides again, as if she was about to draw him into a tight hug... which, if he were a pervier man, he might imagine his face being pulled into that pillowy cleavage.

But Dale wasn't that. Not at all...

Quickly, like a darting predator, she held out her hand. "And who is this handsome young man you've brought me? You know my birthday's not for another few months."

"That'd be my boyfriend, Mom," Pepper said. A possessive emphasis in her voice made her mother giggle.

"I know, darling, I know. I only tease. I'm Mona, dear," she introduced herself as Dale took her hand.

"Dale..." he started to say, but Mona suddenly leaned in.

For a second, he though she was about to steal a kiss, or the very least plant a big lipstick stain on his cheek. Instead, she turned her face at the last second, and gazing coyly at the sky tapping a finger on her cheek.

Understandingly, Dale leaned forward and pecked her politely on the cheek.

Her grip on his hand tightened a little when his lips made contact. When he pulled back, she was watching him, biting her bottom lip as her eyes moved down his body, lingered, then came back up again. She finally slipped her hand out of his, at which point Dale realized his palm really sweaty, then Mona turned elegantly on her heel and walked into the house, beckoning the youngsters in.

He looked to Pepper for an explanation for on explanation for what that was, but she merely rolled her eyes and took him by the hand. He noticed she was holding him tighter than she ever had in public as they went inside.

Mona's home was typical of a middle-class working woman. She didn't have Pepper running around anymore, so the décor was warm but spartan, vernacular to her scant few needs. Framed photos of her with Pepper in her teens and even cubhood dotted various surfaces or hung along the wall leading along the staircase. Off to their right, Mona ambled about the kitchen, clopping around on the tiles in her high heels before she bent over to peek in the oven.

Dale made the mistake of peeking over at the same time, just as her fluffy tail lifted high into the air and the skirt of her tight dress pulled around the wide globes of her ass showing the straps holding up her stockings. The way her ankles were crossed tapered her hips up into her sleek thighs to form a perfect heart shape, with an inviting crevasse...

Wait... Is her panties missing? It looked like it from his angle. Maybe she was wearing a thong and that's why he didn't see anything.

The thought process wasn't better and it made Dale's cock throb eagerly in his pants. This was his girlfriend's mother! Her... gorgeous mother...

And as if feeling his quickening pulse, Pepper's vice-like grip tightened on his hand.

"Dinner will be a little while yet, lovelies," Mona sang obliviously as she straightened up, stroked down the ruffles in her outfit then elegantly waved to a bottle with some glasses on the kitchen table. "Would you like something to drink in the meantime?"

"Um, no thank you. I'm good," Dale said deciding sobriety was the best course to take as Mona breezed past.

"Well, come and take a seat in the living room then, where it's nice and comfortable. We can take some time to get to know each other better."

The four seater couch in the living room was plush and so soft the moment he sat down Dale felt himself getting sucked into the cushions like it was trying to eat him. He couldn't even awkwardly perch himself on the edge of the seat like he always did for some strange sense of fear for making himself comfortable in someone else's home. The moment his ass met cushion he was devoured and left just a little helpless as Mona perched herself delicately beside him.

As she did, Dale made particular note of how she hiked the end of her skirt up a little, just enough to show off the top bands of her stockings.

As she sank into the cushions much more elegantly than Dale did, he suddenly felt like a turtle stuck on its back. She poured a small amount of wine into the two glasses passing one over him to her daughter. She took a very lady-like sip while Pepper downed hers in one go. The differences between them was like night and day.

"So, Dale," Mona started, "other than being such a handsome human man, I'm afraid my dear Pepper neglected to tell much more about you before bringing you to me. What are you going to college for?"

Dale started to feel a little calmer because it was a topic he liked to share. "Well, I'm kind of a nerd, ma'am..."

"Mona, please," she said firmly but not condescending.

"Sorry, Mona. Anyway, I'm going for a Master's in IT."

"Handsome, smart, and ambitious. What a lovely combination my daughter has chosen." Her comment made him blush.

Mona then reached over brazenly with a boudoir smile. Her hand set firmly on his knee, then ever so slowly, as she leaned in conversationally but silent, slid her palm up along his inner thigh.

"Moooooom..." Pepper said in a low tone, a growl of warning entering her voice.

Ignoring her, Mona leaned in close enough to Dale he could feel her breath warm on his cheek, and for a second it felt like the heat was radiating from her plump cleavage.

"If we're going to get to know each other better, perhaps we should start by getting these meddlesome pants out of the way, no?" she whispered, making Dale cough with surprise.

His confusion was understandably intense as Pepper darted forward and got in her mother's face. "Mom, stop it! I really like Dale. Stop scaring him."

Scared was honestly the last thing Dale was. Scared that maybe Pepper would see the rising erection pitching a tent in his jeans. But Mona wasn't triggering any sort of fear response, despite her maw of predatory teeth.

"I'm not scaring him, darling. I can literally smell this sweetie's arousal since you two got here. In fact, I can smell yours, too. Have you two not been taking care of each other? Not to worry." The wolf's smile was... well, it was 'wolfish' as she looked back at Dale with little sparks of lust flickering in her eyes. "Mommy is here to help now."

Frowning, Dale looked to Pepper's irritated glare for help, and sensing his confusion she explained flippantly, "My mom like to fuck my boyfriends. Apparently, it's her way of getting to know them."

Mona scoffed. "Such vulgar language, Pepper. You'd think I'd thought you better."

"You'd think you'd be a bit of a better role-model ," she grumbled.

Continuing as if she hadn't been interrupted, Mona said, "Besides, making love is a perfect way of getting to know someone. Especially with a handsome, young, virile gentleman like yourself, Dale. I must say I've never been with a human before. And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little excited to meet you when Pepper mentioned she had a dashing young human boyfriend." Biting her lip, she eased her hand up across the bulge in his jeans, before her fingers started to pluck at the button. "And I think you've been plenty excited to meet me too, no?" she added teasingly, feeling his erection throb against her actions.

As the button came away with the zipper and Mona started pulling more forcefully at the the garment, Dale was still kind of lost on what to do. On the one hand, this ravishing MILF was all but throwing herself naked at him and he knew he'd feel foolish turning her down. But on the other hand, this was his girlfriend's mom they were talking about. And said girlfriend was sitting right beside him.

Again, he looked to her for help, and going by her defeated expression he pretty much got his answer. She knew full well there would be no turning Mona away. And to her mother's credit, Mona had been accurate in her earlier statement.

Dale couldn't smell it, and Pepper would never admit it herself until at the height of passion on their wedding night, but the sight of Mona leaning into Dale and sweet talking him into having sex with her was incredibly hot. Pepper's thighs pressed together trying to muffle the tingling desire, but that only made her pussy cry harder for attention. A small wet spot was forming on her panties and would soak through her skinny jeans at this rate.

With a sigh, she managed a small grin. "Fine. Don't worry, babe. This isn't cheating. Think of it as..." She thought for a moment, then a seductive smile crossed her muzzle as she added, "Think of it as having sex with my future self."

Shit, if Pepper was to terms with this, Dale wasn't going to say no. In fact, his dick, having a mind of its own as any guy could very much relate to, was thinking along the lines of 'LET'S! FUCKING! GOOOOO!!!'

Dale chuckled nervously. "Oh, it's a taste test of post-marriage Pepper? Sign me up!"

"Marriage, huh?" Pepper snarked back, fluttering her lashes. Secretly the prospect made her even hotter than before, but she didn't want to seem too easy to get right now. "Be careful of the promises you make, mister. See to it my mom doesn't run you absolutely ragged first."

At the same time there was a loud but delicate 'ahem' which drew their attention down to Mona who was still struggling to get Dale's pants off. She was giving them a rather judgmental look.

"Both of you can go ahead and stop those notions. Nobody is getting married to anybody until I've given this lad my full approval." The on her face softened as she went back to the task at hand. "Don't fret though, sweetie. I'm sure you'll pass with flying colors."

Shifting in his seat, he helped Mona pull down his jeans, then kicked them off as she worked his boxers down. When they got his bottoms off though, Mona made the one face no guy likes to see on a woman's face.

In their brief conversation and Mona's struggle to get his jeans off, his erection had settled down quite a bit and shrunk down to a more modest size. The mature wolfess gripped the semi-flaccid thing by the base and sized it up with a small frown.

"Pepper, darling, I would have thought you'd have a bit higher standards than this," she chided.

Dale scoffed. "Maybe you should remember that patience is a virtue."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "I am well aware of that virtue, young man. Don't test me, or I just might... Oh my!"

Mona halted mid-sentence and stared with wide eyes as her grip, as well as the proximity of her face to his bare cock had an almost immediate effect on his growth. Just like when she'd been flirting before, he throbbed under her palm and grew, the tip escaping out from under her thumb. The girth expanded between her fingers like a balloon being inflated to the properties of an iron rod.

When all was said and done, with Pepper looking on with a smug little grin, Mona suddenly found herself sizing up the monster that never failed to tickle all of Pepper's favorite spots.

"My-my. A grower, not a shower." Pawing at the fresh erection, she edged her face in closer to let him feel her warm breath. "But how does it taste?"

Not wanting to make a mess of her dress, she pulled the shoulders bringing it down over her breasts letting them bounce freely. The sight was almost enough to make him cum right there. Sticking her tongue out, she watched him carefully, taking in all the little ticks of eagerness running across his face as she moved closer and closer. Then as if taste testing a lollipop, she planted her tongue at the base of his cock, just above his balls and breathed in deeply with a small groan.

"Mmmmmmh!" she sighed contently, running her tongue up along his shaft.

Dale gasped as she firmly licked him up to his glands, then pursing her slippery lips over the tip started bobbing her head. She didn't so much work up to it, Her eyes shut with concentration, like she was at a fine wine tasting, inhaling his scent and his shaft with every downward thrust of her head. Her hands folded elegantly over his stomach like she had to hold him down, and her earrings swung back and forth with the rapid momentum of her fucking him with her muzzle.

Dale barely suppressed a moan through his pursed lips. Then Pepper leaned down and kissed him tenderly, just as Mona suckled a little harder, making him gasp into his girlfriend's mouth.

"Y-you're sure you're g-good with this?" he wheezed as Mona worked his cock like it was the first source of liquid she'd found after a long hike in a desert. "W-watching your m-mom do this, I mean?"

Pepper scoffed, pecking his lips tenderly between his moans. "It's not like I'm going to be a jaded cuckquean watching in the corner. When things get serious that tongue of yours is going to its work cut out."

He chuckled. "Yes, ma'am."

When Mona came back up, licking her chops with delight glowing in her narrowed eyes, there was a faded little oval on her lips where her lipstick had worn off on his shaft.

"Wonderful," she breathed. "I'm impressed, Pepper. This boy tastes absolutely divine."

"I'm glade you approve, Mom. I love it, too. And speaking of which..."

She slid out from under where she was supporting Dale's head against her chest, letting him flop onto the couch cushions.

"Dale is mine, remember?" she said as she removed her shirt and bra being just as topless as her mother.

Grasping Dale's cock at the base she directed the glans away from where they warmed under Mona's panting breaths and Pepper planted a loving kiss on the tip, then traced a line of kisses down the shaft, sure to involve her tongue along the way.

Dale was able to pull himself back up with weakening arms when Mona tried to shoulder the younger woman out of the way, and tilting her head found for some real estate to put her tongue on his flesh. Seeing a simple solution, he slid himself forward and they silently accepted as Mona lapped up and down one side while Pepper used her tongue and lips to attend to the other side. The two worked down to the base of the shaft in unison, then raced to see who could reach the tip in time to dominate it with a wet kiss.

They both tied for the finish as two sets of lips planted their slippery smooches across the sensitive glands making Dale's whole rod throb heavily.

Aside from the feel and the wet sounds they were making, moaning against his cock, their tongues fought each other over the drops of precum forming at the tip, watching the mother and daughter work was equally amazing stuff. Each of the women pulled away only briefly to pull off their tops, then fight back in to get a little bit of his cock back into their mouths. Before long these two gorgeous large breasted ladies were worshipping his length bare chested with an enthusiasm he'd never seen anyone give in any day to day task before.

And to think, he'd been a high school nobody, missing out on his own prom because he was invisible or a shadow to other girls. How did he get so lucky with Pepper, and now her promiscuous MILF of a mother?

Pulling away and giving her daughter a look, Mona seemed to psychically connect with the younger wolf as they took their breasts and squashed them around his erection. Their flesh was so soft, their fur just a little bit ticklish but slick with a mixture of saliva and his own excitement leaking out. Working in unison like before, they trapped him in a wonderfully tight but soft little crease where their tits met and started to work him up and down.

He had to clench hard and think of his torturous first run through Dark Souls and how painful that game had been so he wouldn't cum right away.

Feeling him pulse with desperation to finish all across both of them, Mona offered no quarter. She was testing him after all, and cheekily snuck in a few licks as his tip emerged between her soft breasts. Much to her delight, he managed to hold back despite it all, making Pepper chuckle proudly.

Pulling away, she gave Pepper another nod. "I think we've tortured this poor soul enough, don't you think?"

"Agreed," Pepper said and immediately jumped to her feet in a rush to undress. Her stretchy jeans peeled down her curvy hips and along her legs before she kicked them off, her panties following suit quickly.

However, as fast as she was though, her mother was faster. Mona hiked her skirt up over her hips, revealing she wasn't wearing any panties at all today.

"Bitch!" Pepper cursed with a pout, earning a saucy wink from the older woman.

Reluctantly accepting that she was left in the dust, she put her hands on Dale's shoulders helping him to lay comfortably across the sofa cushions.

Mona took her awarded position as she climbed up and straddled Dale with one hand on his chest and the other directing the tip of his cock to her excited nether lips.

Then biting her bottom lip and rolling her eyes, she sank down, letting her folds part over that magnificent rod. She could feel his pulse, warm and firm inside her velvety walls as she eased herself lower and lower, impaling herself at an agonizing pace.

Dale, in the meantime, dug his fingers into the cushions as he watched his cock disappear into Mona's slippery body. She was unbelievably tight for a woman who had a child. Almost as tight as Pepper. But she was just as warm and slippery, if not softer. She squeezed, and Mona's lifetime of skills showed off in the rippling milking sensation that worked up and down his cock as she sank the last inch down. Feeling the weight of her firm cheeks settle in his lap as he hilted up inside her squirming body. And hearing that delightful sigh roll past Mona's lips was a high he was pretty sure no drug could ever help him achieve.

Pepper in the meantime wasn't going to be left out. Catching Dale by surprise, she threw a leg over his head, then eased the firm globes of her ass down on his face until she felt his warm lips touch the matted fur of her trembling pussy.

Reaching up, he immediately knew the ropes, sinking his fingers into the wonderful curves of her firm ass, spreading them apart just a little more as his tongue delved into the wet folds, searching for the sensitive little pearl of flesh that cried for his attention. The search wasn't particularly long or complex, and he knew he hit the mark when Pepper gasped, reaching down and digging her nails into his chest right next to where Mona was gripping him tightly as well.

Her pussy rhythmically rippling and milking his length, Mona started to ride slowly and steady. She worked her hips back and forth, gyrating smoothly and just generally blowing Dale's mind. Not even Pepper rode like that, as good as she was at it. And Mona's enthusiasm translated into his tongue digging into Pepper's cunt, making her squeal.

As Pepper's mouth fell open, Mona quickly leaned forward and kissed her daughter. Pepper's eyes widened with uncertainty, and as she pulled back a little, Mona reached out and grabbed the back of her head holding her in place as her tongue slipped into the younger wolf's muzzle. Between the warm, motherly kiss and her beloved's tongue working her slit back and forth, leaving no nook or crevasse in her pussy dry or unloved, Pepper's eyes rolled and with a deep breath she just gave over to a pleasure. It just felt right.

When Mona finally pulled back though, her tongue still hanging out as she moaned into the air, a long string of drool connecting her mouth to Pepper's, the young woman leered at her mother.

"Mom, you're weird..." she hissed between moans.

"Me weird?! Ooooh, hush. When you were - ah! - sixteen I caught you practicing - mmmhh - blowjobs with one of my butt plugs."

"I - oh, god! - I didn't know w-wha - ohhh, ffffuuuuckkk! - what it was at the time!" Pepper cried defensively.

Raising her eyebrows, Mona leaned in again. Only she held off just a little, puckering her lips, letting Pepper close the gap. And she took the bait without thinking. Despite her earlier complaints she eased forward, driven by Dale eating her just the way she liked it, and slid her tongue back into her mother's maw.

Sighing as she pulled back again, Pepper said, "Are you done yet, Mom? I my boyfriend's cock back."

"Don't be so - uh! - so selfish, dear. Le-let me enjoy this woooooonderful thing a little longer! You caaAAAn have him any you want. I'll only get a... get a go whenever you bring him to visit."

Dale heard everything. It was then that he realized that this wasn't going to be a one off thing, and that thought alone was enough to set him off. He reached out grasping Mona by her hips to slam her down on top of his. It took everything he had not to bite down hard on Pepper's clit as thick ropes of cum sprayed inside her mother painting her tight tunnel.

Upon feeling the heat of his climax, Mona threw her head stifling a howl of ecstasy as she herself hit her own peak. Her passageway rippled and tightened encouraging more out of him, which his body was happy to oblige with.

"Oh, my goodness! That was exquisite!" Mona panted as she started to come down from her high. She lifted herself a little to look down where their bodies were joined to see his seed leaking out between them. "Mmm... I haven't had a creampie in so long... Or felt that level of absolute ecstasy... How I've missed it."

Lifting herself off of Dale's mouth, Pepper pecked her mother on the lips soothingly.

"And he lasted for quite a while, didn't he? Don't worry, Mom," she said as the older woman hilted herself again on Dale, her pussy still rippling and squeezing his length. "We have a long weekend to play, and it's only Friday." Looking thoughtful for a moment, she then added, "Come to think of it, there's something I want to try." She went up to her mother's ear whispering something to her.

Mona looked inquisitive for a moment, then almost like a switch was thrown she turned on her biggest smile, jumping on Dale's cock making her impressive breasts bounce to mimic her excitement.

"I love it, darling! Let's try that!"

Dale, on the other hand, was still very much out of the loop on what was happening and expressed his concern. "What's happening right now? What are you planning to do to me?"

That was of course for him to find out as Mona giggled climbing off of him. The women then seductively pulled him to his feet and guided him each with a hand wrapped around his cock. With Pepper taking him by the crown while Mona had him firmly on the base of his shaft, they led him up the stairs. Every few steps the women threw him excited looks, as if they could hardly wait and were just fighting the urge to drop right there and have him fuck them on the stairs.

Mona's bedroom was as Dale fully expected it. Tidy, but not without a few sexy articles of lace underwear lying about, with a set of panties she's probably made sure to specially remove for his arrival dangling from the inside of the doorknob, as she if she hurriedly removed them on her way out as an afterthought. Dominating the space was her bed, the lush silky red sheets clashing severely with the plain aesthetic of the rest of the room, but that just made it all the more inviting.

With a push, Mona decked him onto the bed and he crawled back a little to center himself, much to her approval.

"Good boy. Now you sit still and let us take care of the rest."

Pepper crawled onto the bed after her mother, prowling in a predatory way that reminded Dale of the time he gave her his virginity. The way she crawled forward, swaying her curving hips from side to with an elegant swish of her tail, and with that smile as the icing atop the sexy cake, there was no keeping Dale's cock down. His member throbbing up in the air with anticipation.

Then his eyes moved to Mona, who was making the same motions. It was almost like she was the master, and Pepper had learned from the best. The two of them crawling towards him was almost enough to set him off again then and there. His dick bobbed in the air and the small bead of pre that had been gathering at the tip rolled down the underside of his shaft.

"I have never seen a man more ready to cum back-to-back in my life," Mona whispered as she sat up and climbed over Dale. "Are you sure he'll be able to hold out?"

"Trust me. Dale can take it. He's got potential," Pepper assured as she climbed up at the same time, interlocking her legs around her mother's.

At first, Dale couldn't get his head around what they were doing. Until their pussies smushed wetly together with his cock firmly trapped between Pepper's taut cleft and Mona's pillowy labia. They scissored their lower bodies together, wrapping the outer lips of their pussies around his shaft so he could feel their soft, slippery flesh of both their intimate parts at the same time. He only had so much dick to go around, unfortunately. But this way both of them were grinding their clits on his hot throbbing rod at the same time, and he was undeniably in heaven as a result.

It was a performance he recalled as 'tribadism,' something he'd only ever seen browsing porn sites. But he'd never seen it done on a guy in between before.

Working in synchronous ease, the duo started to rise and fall. Mona bit her bottom lip, rolling her eyes while Pepper was openly panting and squealing.

"Ohmygod, it's grinding my clit!" Pepper moaned. "It's so good! Press harder, Mommy!"

They were breathless in a moment, and Dale was right there with them as their thighs seemed to firm up and tighten the crevasse through which they massaged his cock. His crown popped out from between them each time with a set 'shhlkk' of their juices being massaged into flesh like a salve.

"That's good!" Mona breathed. "My little girl is so full of wonderful ideas!"

"I agree," Dale groaned, clenching for a moment.

As he did, both women shuddered and paused their rise, before falling just short of the tip and trying to find their rhythm again. Dale clenched again by accident as the feel of their soft clefts massaging him was making his balls churn with readiness. An ache, a deep primal need to release started reforming at the base of his rod, drawing each spasm out for for longer and longer.

Dale was climaxing, and no amount of clawing at the soft bedsheets was going to stop him. But thankfully Mona and Pepper beat him to the punch.

"Darling, are you almost there?" Mona suddenly moaned.

"Yeah. You gonna cum with me?"

"God, yes, darling! Together... Cum with me!" She reached over and Pepper grasped her hand tightly.

The younger wolf's face was a mask of concentration before her eyes rolled and her body began to tremble. A hot moan matching the wet gush emanating from their joined nethers with Mona's dignified cry rolling past her smiling lips. Both women, hand-in-hand, squirted all over their new favorite family past-time.

There was no keeping Dale from the inevitable, not with the slippery warmth cascading down his shaft and dribbling to his ball. He clenched one more time, and as the duo fell to wrap their pussies around the base of his cock, he came like he'd just hilted inside Pepper's... well, wherever she wanted it. She was no stranger to clutching him tightly so he spurted up against her cervix and she suckled him down to the base with nothing to hold on to but her hair as he came in the past. She'd even knelt in front of him before, working her slender hands up and down his rod until he decorated her face, marking the young woman as his property with his seed.

The ropes of his semen this time shot into the air were equal opportunity, landing all over both mother and daughter. One draped itself across Mona's breasts and nipples, with more long ribbons drawing wavy lines down her flat belly and over her mons. Pepper caught one across her muzzle and her dexterous tongue reached up to taste some of it. More landed into her cleavage and decorated her midriff like with her mother.

And before long, as if knowing who it really belonged to, his exhausted cock deflated and went limp flopping to one side, draping itself on Pepper.

Mona moaned in time with Pepper as the warm cum coated her fur. Long ropes of the stuff ran down her body, the satisfying result of both of their actions. She bathed in his seed as if basking in success, letting him shower her wonderful job with warm, sticky praise.

Cumming so hard all over her was the highest praise a virile young man could give the older wolfess. She wasn't deluded, even though she was approaching forty, she knew she wasn't exactly in her prime anymore. But it was very nice to know she could give the next generation just as much and hard as the men in her own generation.

"Ooohhh, God. Look at all that cum," Mona sang. "All of that was delivered inside me? It felt like a geyser erupting in my womb!"

Pepper giggled. "That's exactly what it's like. I love it every time Dale fills me up. I just can't get enough of it."

"I'm so jealous of you... Having it all to to yourself." Sternly, she suddenly sat up and threw them both a very serious look. "I must insist on getting another creampie!"

"Something for us to do later when Dale recovers," Pepper said, leaning over and licking up a small stream of cum that had draped itself over Mona's nipple. "We have all weekend, after all."

Smiling, Mona returned the favor. Sinking onto her hands and knees, ran her tongue from Pepper's pussy, up through her fur gathering as much of Dale's cum as she could, and with the human watching, swallowed it down greedily.

It was when she moved back down to do the same for Dale's cock when she froze, staring with wide-eyed delight as started to rise again.

"I think, darling, our sweet Dale doesn't need time to recover."

Her pupils dilated, following the bob of Dale's cock as it stood perfectly to attention once more, just watching the women cleaning each other and anticipating the same treatment.

Giggling, Pepper lowered her face down beside her mother's, whispering proudly, "That's my man for you!"

While Pepper licked him from base to tip, Mona worked her way from the glands downward, swirling her tongue over the top for moment before going down, then back up to meet Pepper's lips for a kiss. Their tongues slid around to battle over one another, his cock still trapped in their crossfire. Neither woman showed any signs of slowing or losing their enthusiasm, and the way they went at it, moaning as suckled, it wouldn't be long before Dale quenched their thirst.

This was going to be a hell of a weekend.