Mother's Scent

Vignette groaned as a ray of sunshine blinded him, the young man lazily blinking as he sat up, his eyes slowly adjusting to the light. He looked around, finding the bedroom empty, hearing his parents already enjoying their morning coffee in the RV's kitchen. He rubbed his eyes and grinned as the memories of last night flooded his mind, throwing the blanket off of him to find the pyjama pants his dad had loaned him still slightly damp in the crotch. He thought of how exactly he could explain the odd stains to James, deciding to just bunch up the pants and throw them into the laundry basket, hoping the man was still as allergic to doing the laundry as he was when Vignette was still living with him. Back then, he wouldn't touch the washing machine with a ten foot pole, leaving that job to his wife out of fear of ruining all the clothes. With that taken care of, the striped hyena pulled on a t-shirt and pants, joining his parents in the kitchen. He and Marin smiled at each other knowingly, his mother throwing him a teasing little wink while her husband wasn't looking at her. Vignette sat down at the table, opposite from James and next to his mom, his heart fluttering gently as his eyes were drawn to her, Marin only wearing a loose shirt and a pair of panties, her scent immediately flooding his nostrils. It seems she hadn't yet taken her morning shower, the musky smell of her sweat causing his pants to get uncomfortably tight in the crotch. James sipped his coffee and smiled at the boy, 
"Good morning sleepyhead, thought we'd have to drag you out of that bed by force. Didn't sleep well?" 
Vignette coughed and glanced away to try and hide his gentle blush, muttering under his breath, 
"Yeah, I guess so…" 
"Well hopefully the next night is gonna be a bit better, just heard from the guys working on the house that most of the rooms are finished and liveable, including the guest bedroom. So no more being crammed in this leaky little RV!" 
The mother stared directly into Vignette's eyes, a glint of lust changing her words from just a simple joke into something more, 
"Guess you won't be sleeping cuddled up to me anymore, bet you're gonna miss that a whole bunch." 
The boy joined in on his parent's laughter, his red cheeks only burning brighter as he felt Marin's hand rubbing on his thigh, the touch enough for his dick to fully leave his sheath, Vignette awkwardly hiding his erection under the table as his parents finished their coffees. 

Vignette toured his parents' new house, walking through the place. Some of the rooms were still half finished and under construction, however about a half of the building was in a mostly finished state, the bedrooms and the living room ready for prime time. It wasn't until he was handed a vacuum and told to clean up the floors off of any remaining sawdust and other trash, that the hyena realised how he'd been duped into working as unpaid labour, grumbling quietly about what a glamorous vacation he was having. After the rooms had been cleaned and dusted, it was time to move in all of the furniture. The three spent almost the whole day ferrying boxes and items from the RV to the house, the summertime sun glaring down on them from the cloudless sky, the still air leaving them baking. Vignette panted and huffed as he and James were hauling the sofa, torrents of sweat pouring down his brow and his back, his shirt sticking to his damp fur as his muscles ached. The pair plopped the sofa down in the living room, Marin following close behind with a heavy box of books in her hands, setting it down next to the bookcase. The boy threw himself down on the sofa, gently bouncing up and down on the cushion as he groaned, wiping perspiration from his forehead as he splayed his arms wide open, 
"Remind me to hire a moving service the next time I come and visit you two."
James chuckled and patted Vignette on the leg as he sat down as well, 
"I suppose we found out why you don't come around too often, always have something to put you to work on."
"Well that's my fault, I can't say no to you two."
"Your mother can definitely be pretty persuasive."
Vignette and Marin glanced at each other, the boy trying his best to suppress a giant grin as he snickered, 
"Yeah, you could say that for sure."
The father hopped up off of the sofa, stretching his arms and legs for a moment before poking at his son's belly,
"Alright, break time is over buddy, we've got two beds we still need to carry upstairs."
Vignette let out a tiny sigh before rolling off, getting up on his feet and staggering towards the door, his fur soaked in sweat. 

As the sun started dipping below the horizon, the sweltering temperatures finally started to drop, the cool evening breeze blowing across the yard and the shadows intensifying more and more with each passing moment. The three hyenas were all relaxing in the living room, most of the furniture finally having been moved into the house. The windows were all cracked open to allow the indoors to cool down along with the outdoors, but even then the whole room stunk like a high school locker room, the air thick with the musky smell of sweat. The hard work and the heat had left their marks on the group, and the water for the house wouldn't be turned on until tomorrow. The option of taking a shower in the RV was always there of course, however everyone was too tired to bother with the hassle of that. In addition, Vignette's family had never been too bothered by a little muskiness, the boy even finding it hard to concentrate on the TV show playing in front of him with his mother sitting only a few inches away from him, her strong scent burrowing its way deep into his brain, sending his body into overdrive. He tried to hide his awkward situation as best he could, hunching forwards and crossing his arms on top of his crotch, staring straight ahead and desperately attempting to shove the lewd thoughts rampaging through his mind to the side. Even still, his mother took notice, smirking at the reaction she was able to get out of him by just sitting next to him. She looked over at the clock, getting up off of the sofa and starting to head towards the upstairs, 
"I probably ought to get the beds sorted and made before we all fall asleep here." 
James was about to get up as well, coming along to help Marin, before she stopped him,
"Oh you just stay still and relax sweetheart, I've got this." 
"You sure?" 
"Mhm, you two have already done enough for the day."
She disappeared up the stairs, leaving the two men to laze in front of the TV. 

As the evening progressed into night, Vignette's parents both retreated into their bedroom, leaving him all alone downstairs. As he sat in the darkened living room, the glow of the TV illuminating his face, he thought about the unexpected turn his little holiday had taken. He had been expecting to just relax and hang around his family for a few days before finally getting back home and properly starting his vacation. Yet, here he was, in the middle of some taboo incestual affair with his own mother. And he couldn't decide if it was bad just how much he actually enjoyed the whole thing, the thought of sleeping alone instead of cuddling up next to Marin leaving him truly disappointed if not even melancholy. He sighed and tapped on the remote, surfing through the different TV channels for a while, nothing catching his attention enough to take his mind away from the situation at hand. He turned the television off and stood up, yawning and stretching gently, resigning to just hit the hay for the day. The striped hyena quietly walked upstairs, trying not to wake up his parents in case they had already gone to sleep, and stepped into the guest bedroom. The bed was nicely made, fresh sheets laid on it. Vignette threw off his shirt and pants, only now remembering that he wasn't wearing any underwear, his plump sheath and balls hanging free in the cool evening air. He just smirked and dove into the bed, too tired to bother with digging through his luggage to find a pair of underwear for the night. As he nuzzled his head into the pillow, he could smell something odd, something that didn't fit. Under the fresh and clean smell of laundry detergent, there was another very different scent that was tickling the boy's nostrils. He looked around the room, not seeing anything out of the ordinary. Finally he had the idea to check under his pillow, flipping it over to see a pair of white panties, his mother's panties. 

Vignette recognised the pair as the same one his mother was wearing for the last few days, picking it up. The intoxicating scent grew stronger as he pulled them out from under the pillow, the whole room quickly filling up with the smell of Marin's dirty underwear. He inspected the panties, the fabric still moist from the perspiration caused by working in the sweltering heat, a large and obvious wet spot right on the crotch from being around Vignette the whole day. He could see the stains of his own cum splattered all over the pair, his heart racing and his sheath twitching as his tip started to peek out. Apparently this was Marin's way of apologising for not being able to spend the night in the same bed with him, not wanting to leave the horny boy empty handed. He realised that she must've slipped the underwear under his pillow when she was setting the bed earlier on in the evening, grinning as he brought the pair right up to his muzzle, his other hand slipping down to his dick. He pushed the panties onto his nose, inhaling as deep as he could, the smell of his mother flooding his head as he moaned, his cock twitching and spurting a rope of precum onto his belly. Vignette's length was fully out of his sheath, his knot pulsing in the same rhythm as his heartbeat, his fingers gently squeezing right under it as he stroked himself. Unable to stop at just a little sniff, he opened his maw and let his tongue glide over the crotch of the white panties, closing his eyes as the taste of his parent's pussy juices overwhelmed him. He licked and lapped at the pair, his nostrils flaring up as he simultaneously breathed in the musky smell, Vignette laying on his back with the underwear wrapped around his muzzle, sweating and grunting as he jerked himself off. 

James slipped under the covers, sighing gently as he could finally put the stress of the long day behind him. He could hear the television downstairs turning off, Vignette creeping into the guest bedroom. The hyena propped his head up on his pillow, idly browsing his phone as Marin stepped out of the bathroom. She started taking off her shirt and pants to prepare herself for bed, James not paying much attention until she slid her jeans down to her ankles, revealing the lack of underwear, her pink folds staring him right in the face. He grinned as he set his phone aside, finding the sights in front of him much more interesting than some boring news, 
"What's happened there then?" 
Marin smirked back at him lifting her arms up into the air as she stretched gently, 
"My panties were a bit too sweaty for bed, had to put them aside. I don't really want to search through the boxes just to find myself another pair, unless that bothers you."
"Oh no, not at all, you're more than welcome to go commando as often as you'd like." 
She slowly turned around, bending over a tiny bit and lifting her tail, her pussy lips peeking between her thighs and her delicious asshole in full display, her backside swaying from side to side, 
"You're absolutely sure? I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable, sweetheart~" 
James simply sat back and smiled nodding his head as he pushed a hand under the blanket, gripping his quickly stiffening cock. Marin continued, 
"Well then, I guess you'd be alright if I lost these as well~" 
She turned back around and reached behind her back, nimbly undoing her bra and letting it drop down onto the floor, her large tits flopping out as she giggled. She walked to the bed, a sultry bounce in her step, and sat down, running her hand under the blanket and up James' thigh, 
"How about I ride you through the night?" 
His expression changed to an almost panicked look after a few moments as he looked around, reaching for the bedside table 
"Ah shit! I don't know where the condoms are, I…"
"Shh… I wanted to take you in my ass anyway~ Now sit back and let me milk your cock~" 

Marin clambered up on the bed, throwing aside the blanket and straddling James' crotch, her knees on either side of his body as she spit a glob of saliva onto his dick, smearing it all across his shaft with her hands, her pussy lips grinding against the man's knot. With him properly lubed up, she spun around and lifted her flank, spreading her ass cheeks as she pushed herself against his tip. He aimed his cock at her tailhole, closing his eyes and letting out a low groan as she slowly sat down on it, the length enveloped by her hot insides inch by inch. Little by little, Marin started picking up the speed of her riding, the springs of the bed squeaking and screaming as she huffed and moaned. In the guest room, just a few doors down from the bedroom, Vignette was busy frantically stroking himself, lost in the scent of his mother, as his ears perked up at the sudden sounds creeping into the room. He could hear the bed squealing along with Marin, the headboard rhythmically banging against the wall as her ass slammed onto his father's dick. The boy almost instantly sat up and pushed his ear up to the wall, listening intently to his parent's fucking, trying to match his jerking to her moans. James bit down on his lip and grunted, his cock bucking up into her tight hole, his hands grasping at her hips. Through his huffs and pants, he managed to whimper out a quiet plead to his wife, 
"S… s… sweetie, quiet down, please! Vignette's gonna hear us… "
Marin paid no attention to his warnings, a small grin sneaking onto her muzzle as she thought of what her son thought of the little show she was putting on. Her hand slipped down to her pussy lips, pushing a few fingers into her leaky slit, James' crotch and thighs already soaked in her juices. She made sure to keep her tail pinned up to her back, giving him a wonderful view of his shaft stretching her asshole open and her cunt squirting out strings of her sweet honey. Vignette could hear his mother's moans and yelps reaching a crescendo, even his father's quiet and subdued grunts loud enough for him to make out. He knew that the duo were close, his own body screaming for release as well. He pushed the musky pair of underwear down to his crotch, wrapping them around his dick and grinding his tip into the crotch of them, his back arching and his legs quivering as he came, thick ropes of cum filling up the white panties and completely soaking it, the seed trickling down to the base of his dick. At almost the exact same time, James leaned his head back and let loose his load deep into Marin's colon, her snug hole squeezing his shaft as she felt the hot cum spraying into her. 

James flopped down onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling as he panted and gasped for air, clenching his teeth as Marin slowly pulled his cock out of her ass, globs and ropes of cum leaking down her ass crack as soon as she rose up off of him. She gave a gentle sigh, laying down next to him and nuzzling up to his cheek, the two sharing a quick kiss. His eyes were half closed, the tiredness weighing them down as he whispered, 
"Oh fuck… that was great. Where'd that come from?" 
"Just a little horny." 
James grinned at her, 
"A little? Last time you jumped me like that was in that bathroom at the bar."
"Alright, maybe more than a little horny."
"Just hope that Vignette didn't hear that, otherwise might be an awkward breakfast tomorrow." 
"Don't you worry about him."
Marin gave her husband another quick peck on his muzzle, his dick slowly starting to disappear into his sheath once more, his crotch and belly stained with his own cum. Only a few minutes later, James was fast asleep, snoring away peacefully with his balls drained. Marin had no such luck however, the striped hyena tossing and turning around, her body still too wired and pent up for her to fall asleep. An idea began to rampage around in her head, ravaging her mind as she could feel her loins starting to call for her attention, her hand reaching down to rub at her clit. A part of her brain told her to just finish herself off and go to sleep, while the other part egged her on, telling her to throw caution into the wind. She glanced at James, the man deep asleep, before quietly slipping out of bed, still completely naked. Marin peeked out into the hallway, the moonlight lighting up the house as she sneaked up to the guest bedroom's door, carefully cracking it open. She could see Vignette, his cock standing up as he licked and sniffed at the panties she had left for him, hungrily lapping up the mess he had made. She smirked as he continued on, completely unaware of the audience he had garnered. 

Vignette let out a moan, muffled by his hand pushing the white panties up to his muzzle, his other hand damp from the cum of his first orgasm. A quiet giggle to his side made him jump, quickly turning to see his mother stepping into the room, closing the door behind her as she spoke softly, 
"Still as horny for my scent as when you were younger, huh? Glad to see you're enjoying my little present for you, looks like you've already managed to stain it even more than it already previously was."
Vignette's cheeks blushed as he sheepishly peeled the underwear off of his face, sitting up as Marin sauntered up next to the bed, her lustful eyes on the boy,
"Oh no need to be ashamed, not after what happened last night. Well, aren't you going to invite your mother to bed?" 
"Oh, right, of course." 
He smiled slightly as he slid over to the side of the bed, making room for her to climb up, the mother pulling him closer to her, 
"Did you enjoy the little evening entertainment I put on for you with James?" 
He giggled slightly as he nodded, his hand slowly ruffling the fur on her belly, his stare wandering down to her breasts. 
"Well since I did you a favour, two actually, I think it's only fair you return it with some evening entertainment of yours, huh?" 
"What did you have in mind?" 
Marin stretched her arms up under her head, exposing her sweaty armpits, her strong and feminine scent making Vignette shiver in delight as he inhaled the musk, 
"I'm all sweaty and smelly from working in the heat the whole day long, and I can't even take a shower. So how about you clean me up, with your tongue~" 
Eagerly accepting her demands, the boy rolled onto his belly, crawling up to her armpit and sticking his muzzle directly into it, opening his maw and letting his tongue run through the fur. The salty taste filled his mouth while Marin gasped and moaned quietly from the feeling of her son's tongue tickling her, her eyes half lidded as she grinned and watched him work. He gradually moved down to her chest, rolling his hands on her tits, playfully squeezing them as he slipped a nipple into his maw, licking and suckling on it. He kissed and nibbled Marin's belly, revelling in her chubbiness as his cock grinded against her legs, smearing precum all over her fur. As he was about to move down to her crotch, she teasingly pushed his head away, 
"Nuh-uh! You'll need to work a little harder before you get your prize~" 
With a smirk, she flipped around onto her belly, Vignette climbing on top of her and running his hand down her back, sniffing and lapping at her fur, the woman's natural smell making him feel almost drunk, no perfumes or other disguising odours to mask and hide the perfection. 

As the boy finally huffed and licked his way down to Marin's backside, she slowly and sensually lifted up her tail, her asscrack completely spattered in still warm cum, her hole heavily leaking. She smiled as she turned her head to see Vignette's reaction, burning lust glinting in her eyes, 
"Your dad left you a little present in me, I made sure to keep as much of it inside as I could. Now be a good son and get in there, make sure to be thorough~" 
Without any questions asked, he pushed his head into her ass, his hands grabbing and parting her cheeks to make room for his muzzle, strands of sticky cum stretching out. He started with dragging his tongue through her crack, gathering up a mouthful of his father's salty seed, savouring the manly taste as he swirled it around in his maw, his cock throbbing and his knot grinding into the mattress as he moaned. He meticulously cleaned up the asscrack, sweeping and mopping up every last inch of Marin's large buns with his tongue and swallowing every last drop of cum, before moving onto the main course. Vignette wrapped his lips around her pucker, tickling and teasing her rim with his tongue, his mother pushing her ass against his face as she groaned in pleasure, the pillow under her head soaking with her saliva. She relaxed her whole body and gave a little push, unclenching her tailhole, the sperm she had been holding in flooding out directly into the boy's hungry muzzle. His tongue slipped inside of her, swabbing her walls as she continued unloading the cum, reaching back with one hand to firmly hold his head lodged between her asscheeks. She giggled in between moans, 
"Are you enjoying sucking out your dad's cum from my ass?" 
Marin only received a muffled mumble from him in return to her query, interpreting it as an affirmative, 
"Good, so am I~" 
She grunted as Vignette's tongue dug into her tailhole, letting him rim out the last few drops of sperm still buried in her depths, his hot breath tickling her pussy lips. 

Vignette pulled his muzzle back from his mother's asshole, panting and licking his lips, finishing his cleanup with a quick kiss on her hole. She turned around onto her back, throwing her leg over him and scooting backwards slightly until she was sitting up, propped against the pillows and the headboard. She opened her legs and spread her pussy lips open with one hand, beckoning him with the other hand, a warm smile on her face, 
"I think you've more than earned your reward honey. So c'mere and breed me~" 
Very keen to acquiesce, Vignette crawled on top of her, laying his head down on her chest while he prodded his tip at her crotch, both hyenas gasping lewdly as his cock finally found its mark, his red rocket slipping into her depths. He started slowly thrusting in and out of her pussy, feeling the heat and the tantalising softness of her walls, the rolling contractions and squeezes making him moan, the quickly growing need for release driving him to hump faster and faster. Marin wrapped both her legs and her arms around her child, pulling the young man as tight to her body as she could, her hands gently groping and massaging him. He pressed his muzzle right into her chest fluff, sniffing her fur as he fucked her, inhaling his mother's pure scent, the unadulterated smell driving him wild. His knot stretched her pussy lips open more with each stroke, her juices dripping and squirting all over the boy's crotch. The pair both panted and moaned, their bodies pressed tightly together, their furs damp with fresh sweat. Vignette clenched his teeth as he thrust as hard as he could, his knot finally popping inside of his mom, the jolt of pure pleasure making his whole body shake as he let out a loud grunt. A huge burst of seed exploded into her womb, almost filling it up to the brim in just a few shots of cum, the sticky mess leaking from her cunt and smearing all over her thighs as he continued humping her all through his orgasm. The feeling of her son knotting her and his sperm filling her up was enough for Marin to go over the edge as well, her muzzle hanging open in a high pitched howl as she came, her canal clamping down on his shaft and milking him even harder than before. 

The two striped hyenas were locked in a deep embrace, heaving and panting as they rode out the last few moments of their orgasms, the air in the room thick with the smell of sweat and sex. Eventually Marin loosened her tight hold on Vignette, allowing him to slowly pull his dick out of her cunt, his knot popping out with a light tug. The duo both gasped in unison, his cock and her slit still overly sensitive from all the playing around they had done during the night, his cum pouring out of her slit and soaking into her fur. He looked down at his accomplishment, the sight of his own mom's pussy creampied by him bringing a huge grin to his face. His staring was cut short however, as Marin suddenly yanked him into another hug, pressing her muzzle to Vignette's mouth and ambushing him with a French kiss, his tongue grinding against hers after a few moments as he recovered from the surprise. She moaned into his maw, the boy returning the gesture as he felt his shaft dragging and massaging against her belly, the last few drops of his cum spurting out onto her fur. After a deep kiss that lasted for several minutes, Vignette pulled back and collapsed on top of her, out of breath and dead tired. The two stared into each other's eyes, beaming with happiness and satisfaction, Marin cooing into his ear, 
"You did so well Vignette, I think you might just be a little bit better than your dad. You need to be careful, because otherwise I just might not let you leave at all."
The two laughed and giggled quietly, Vignette giving her muzzle another quick peck as she pet his head and back, 
"I love you mom~" 
"I love you too son~" 
He pressed his head down against her breasts, opening his maw and wrapping his lips around one of her nipples, gently sucking on it, nursing on her like he used to so many years ago. Soon his eyes closed, his breathing relaxing as he fell asleep, leaving Marin the last one still awake in the house. She yawned as she looked down at her son, his cock still half out, her pussy thoroughly stuffed with his seed. She nuzzled her head against his and closed her eyes, listening to the rhythm of his breaths as she drifted to sleep.