Father's Lust

James could hardly even breathe, his whole body completely paralysed out of pure shock, his face frozen in a mix of disgust, horror, and a shameful amount of intrigue. His wife rolled her tongue over his before pulling back from the kiss, her fangs peeking out from her maw as she grinned at the sight of his expression. She wrapped a hand around the back of his head and pulled him close, her teeth gently nibbling at his neck as she nearly moaned into his ear, 
"Like the smell, honey~?" 
"Wh… what… what the hell is… did…?" 
"You know what it is, don't try to lie to me. Or to yourself for that matter~" 
Marin grabbed up the cum stained panties from the bed and shoved them right against James' muzzle, bunching the pair up around his nose to force him to huff his son's musk on her underwear, her other hand still firmly holding him in place. He groaned and gently tried to wriggle free, every breath filling his nose and his lungs with the strong scent of another man, his grunts soon morphing into quiet moans. His brain desperately tried to deny the reality of what was happening, trying to come up with any sort of a scenario that would explain everything, anything other than his wife bedding their own kid. The smell was indisputable however, he could pick up every subtle hint and fragrance with the panties being stuffed around his nose, the sweat and nectar of Marin blended with the tang of a young hyena's seed, very similar but just slightly different from his own stench. What James found most revolting however was the reaction of his body to the underwear, his dick tenting up under the covers, a wet spot on the front of his boxers slowly growing in size as they soaked up the steady drip of precum from his red rocket. He closed his eyes and tried to will away his feelings, in his head chanting a mantra about how much he found the whole situation disgusting. And yet, he didn't even try to hold his breath, quite willingly huffing Vignette's scent as Marin giggled and smirked,
"Good boy, keep sniffing those panties! Recognise the smell~?" 
He whined and nodded his head, his cheeks shining completely crimson as she continued, 
"Well, who is it?" 
Mumbling through the thin fabric of the underwear, the man barely managed to spit out a few words through his panting, 
"I… it's… Vignette…" 
"Mhm, it is, it's your own boy~! And you like it, don't you~?" 
Unable to look her in the eye, he squeezed his eyes shut and nodded once more, her grin widening. 

Marin finally pulled the panties off of James' muzzle, the hyena taking a deep breath and coughing as he felt his head spinning. She gently nudged him down on the bed onto his back, the springs squeaking as she threw one of her legs over him, pinning him down with her bodyweight by kneeling on him. He looked up at her and gulped, recognising a side of his wife that he had very rarely seen before, the lady staring down at him like an apex predator who had just cornered her quarry. She had certainly had a few adventurous moments here and there during the pair's many years of love, a quickie in a parking lot or a stealthy blowjob during a party, but he would never have thought that Marin would be this kinky. She grinned down at him, her juicy thighs gently squeezing his sides as he hastily grabbed them, trying to push himself free but giving up on the futile effort after a few moments. She slowly looked behind her back at his throbbing cock pointing towards the ceiling, her fluffy tail teasing and tickling it as she giggled,
"I went through a lot of effort to get these panties nice and smelly for you, are you going to be grateful and let me finish you off with them?" 
"Y… yes!" 
"Hmm… I think I'm gonna need some convincing. Can you ask me nicely~?" 
James felt his face burning with shame, his dick almost uncomfortably hard, each throb of his shaft shooting another small squirt of his precum up into the air in a big arc, the lube landing right down onto his cock or splattering on the fur on his legs. He was far past his previous reservations or worries about the taboo nature of the whole situation, a slight shy smile on his muzzle as he pleaded with his wife, 
"Please… please! Fi… finish me off, please!" 
"Mmh… there you go, good~" 
She wrapped the stained panties around his red rocket, one hand holding herself steady against her chest while the other slowly stroked the underwear up and down on his shaft, the slimy cum from Vignette smearing all over it while she cooed, slowly but steadily increasing the speed of her milking, 
"Doesn't that just feel great? That's your own boy's cum, he ate out my tailhole and pawed off, he shot his load all over my body~" 
James was on the brink of blowing up just from the slightest touch, shivering and thrusting his hips as her fingers just gingerly glanced at his sensitive knot, keeping him on edge as she toyed around with him. She wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled his head up to sniff at her belly and chest, the scent of Vignette's sweat still very obvious. It was the last straw for the male, his moans muffled on her soft fur as he came, strings of cum spurting through the fabric of the panties and combining with his son's. He groaned and went completely limp, his dick flopping against his belly, still leaking sperm from his tip as Marin climbed off of him, her toothy grin not letting up as she brought the well used underwear up to her nose, taking a deep whiff and pushing a hand between her legs, her ecstatic moans being the last thing he heard before passing out from lack of sleep. 

After the thoroughly draining (both literally and figuratively) session, James fell asleep very quickly, his eyes closing by themselves almost as soon as his head plopped down onto the soft pillows, the bedsheets and his coat drenched in the perspiration of both him and his wife. Suddenly, he jerked awake, his whole body jolting slightly, his eyes swivelling around. A few rays of sunshine from the window blinded him, the striped hyena lifting up an arm while sitting up to shield his eyes as he slowly acclimated to the light, his mind still very fuzzy and unclear. He didn't know whether he had slept for a few minutes or a few days, his throat dry and cold sweat pouring down his back, the bedsheets clinging onto his damp and drizzled fur. James thought about everything that had happened the night before, his first reaction thinking that it had all just been some bizarre wet dream concocted by his blue balled brain. A single sniff of the air in the stale bedroom destroyed that theory right off the bat however, the whole place stinking like his old university dorm room when he and Marin first started dating, the scent of passionate sex heavy in the wind. It was very obvious that much more had happened on that bed than just some completely wholesome sleeping. The dad leaned his back against the headboard of the bed and rubbed his face, still digesting everywhere that had been revealed to him: not only was his wife fucking around with another man, but that another man also just so happened to be their son. All the odd happenings and the weird behaviour in the last few days started to make a whole lot more sense once he viewed it all with the knowledge of what had been going on behind his back, the pieces all clicking into place in his head. He briefly glanced at the empty spot beside him in the bed, his ears perking up at the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, a gentle and warm humming occasionally peeking through the noises of the shower. James stared directly ahead at the wall opposite the bed as he dug around in his brain, trying very hard to wrestle with all of the new conundrums and questions that this new twist in his life had brought up. The idea of someone else sleeping with his lady wasn't exactly something he had planned on, but he also wasn't particularly against it, the kinkier side of his mind thoroughly enjoying the concept. The second point was a much more difficult one however, could he truly share Marin with Vignette, with his own kid?! Incest had never even previous come up in his mind, and he had never explored just how he felt about the whole subject. The more he thought about his son, the more he found his sheath stirring awake, his red tip poking out and grinding against his underwear. That led James to his final question, a question that he didn't originally intend to ask himself: was he into guys? He had always been fairly secure in his heterosexuality, not finding other guys to be of much interest, but he had a very difficult time ignoring the erection in his boxers as he summoned the image of Vignette into his brain. But then again, maybe it was just a bad case of the morning wood and his libido running high that were causing this lusting? He groaned and threw off his blanket, sitting up in bed and shaking his head. There was one rather sure way of finding out the answers to all of his questions. 

James stood up and huffed, his sensitive tip rubbing against the front of his boxers, painting a line of precum on them as more and more of his cock slid out of his furry sheath, the band of the underwear slightly pulled up and off of his waist by the force of his erection. He hobbled to the bedroom door, Marin still busy with cleaning herself in the shower as he stepped out into the hallway, his ears on the ready as he listened for Vignette. He could hear the quiet mumbling of the TV downstairs, feet shuffling around, confirming that his kid was already up and awake. Sure that the rest of his plan could proceed, James silently crept through the upstairs hallways until he finally stopped in front of the guest bedroom. He gripped the door handle and took a long breath, a part of his body dreading what he might find out about himself. He opened the door and slipped inside, gently closing it behind him as he looked around: Vignette's bag was on one of the bedside cabinets, a few of his clothes strewn all around the floor, the bed was unmade with the blanket hastily bunched up near the foot of the bed. He chuckled slightly as he took another step into the room, even as a little cub Vignette had always been a rather untidy boy, his habits apparently not changing much with time. A mischievous smile crept onto James' face as he approached the bag, his curiosity getting the better of him, slowly zipping it open. It was mostly filled with clothes and some hygiene products, a small plastic baggie holding Vignette's toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, and hairbrush. The nosey hyena was about to turn around before something caught his eye, his hand pushing into the bag and coming up with a small package of condoms, the thought of Vignette rolling one over the boy's length making his heart skip a beat, his own dick quivering. He set the condoms back into the bag and sat down on the bed, running a hand along the soft sheets, noticing a few odd stains strewn around the fabric. He quickly turned around, dropping onto his knees and planting his nose into the bed, his fist pumping at his cock as he sniffed the bedsheets, the scent of the young man very strong in them. It only took a few minutes of masturbation before he orgasmed, the sticky strands of cum splattering on the floor as he moaned and licked at the bed, dragging his tongue around while inhaling Vignette's musk, his moans quieted by his lapping. He had the answers to all of his questions, and all that remained was deciding what exactly to do with them all. 

Vignette had woken up particularly early that morning, stepping out of his den just as the first rays of the rising sun started bathing his room. A quick and cold shower was enough to quell any bulging in his underwear while also washing away the worst of the feminine musk that was still lingering around him from the day before, the boy deciding to forego his usual morning ritual of jerking off, hoping to save himself for later on the day in case his mom decides to give him some special attention. He quickly soaked up most of the water from his fur with a towel before giving his fluffy coat a quick brush, throwing on a t-shirt and some jeans, still foregoing any underwear both out of laziness as well as ease of access if Marin wanted to take him. He quietly walked downstairs, trying not to wake up his parents as he switched on the TV, half listening to the morning news while he brewed a pot of coffee. A little while later, Marin joined the young man in the kitchen, a small towel still wrapped around her wet fur, her bosom and most of her inner thigh on full display. Vignette's eyes immediately shifted to her body, unable to take his gaze off of her, the voluptuous curves making his morning wood return with a vengeance. She winked at him, turning around and leaning on the counter while sticking her ass out slightly, lifting her tail to give him just the tiniest quick peek at her slit while she whispered to him, 
"Well what do we have here, another perverted man hungering over me~" 
Vignette grinned and was about to reply before he heard another pair of footsteps coming down the stairs, quickly zipping up his muzzle and focusing on the plate of toast in front of him. James stepped into the kitchen, wearing some simple shorts but no shirt. Marin turned to him and wrapped her hands around his bare belly, hugging and giving him a smooch on the cheek, 
"Good morning sweetie~" 
She gave him a knowing look before glancing back at Vignette, the sight of the boy making James slightly anxious. She sat down at the table with a cup of coffee in her hands, her husband joining her shortly after as the trio all enjoyed their breakfast, not many words being said between the three. 

The hyenas finished their breakfast, Vignette throwing down several glasses of water during his snacking. Marin stood up and sighed happily, patting her husband on the shoulder, 
"So, since you two don't really have anything else to do other than just lazing around, how about you both help me out with the backyard garden? It'd be good to get everything done early on, while the sun isn't quite so hot yet."
The two males glanced at each other quickly before nodding, Marin smiling as she walked out of the kitchen,
"Good, you two go on ahead then, I'll put on some clothes before joining, wouldn't want the neighbours getting any ideas~" 
Vignette and his dad stepped outside, a slight bit of the night chill still in the air, condensation on leaves making the garden shimmer and glow in the sunlight. The backyard was a fairly large plot of land, several large bushes breaking up the sight lines. The garden was Marin's pet project, different colours and shapes of flowers blooming all around, all carefully planted and cared for. A garden that size did mean a fair amount of effort however, requiring the occasional pruning and watering. In celebration of the renovations done to the house, Marin also wanted to expand her garden slightly, a new plot of soil already planned out for the expansion. The males started work on hauling bags of flower soil and rocks to line the bed with, toiling away in the heat of the rising sun. As Vignette bent down to pick up another bag, he suddenly felt a pang of growing discomfort shooting through his body, his bladder aching for some release, the large amount of water he'd drunk coming back to haunt him. He bit down on his lip and huffed, his body intent on letting the floodgates open any second now, whether or not he was ready for it. He glanced at the back door to the house, knowing it'd take him at least a good few seconds before he could sprint all the way to the bathroom, every step straining his bladder and risking a disaster. He looked over his shoulder at a quiet corner of the backyard, a small line of bushes offering near perfect cover there. He sighed and set down the bag of soil, focusing on holding back the torrent. Vignette hobbled into the corner behind a large bush, his knees buckled together and a desperate look on his face, moving as quick as he could without accidentally letting his bladder go. His mom and dad were both on the other side of the garden, setting up the flowerbed, as he fumbled around with his belt and his fly, jumping around in place and panting, his ears pinned against his skull. Finally, after a few antagonising seconds that seemed to drag on for forever, he opened up his jeans and tugged them down enough to pull out his cock, his hand wrapped around his sheath, the tip of his dick poking out. He closed his eyes and relaxed his whole body, his tail limp between his legs as a stream of yellow shot out from his tip, splattering onto the grass, a few droplets showering his shoes and legs. He shivered and moaned from the enormous relief, his fur poofing up as shivers ran up his spine. 

James wiped his face with his hand, mopping up the sweat that was pouring down his brow, giving a slight groan as he threw down the bag of soil he was balancing on his shoulder. He turned around to go fetch another bag, taking a few steps before stopping. He could've sworn that Vignette was only a short distance behind him, carrying a bag, but now the boy was nowhere to be seen, his load discarded on the ground. James looked around, his curiosity growing slightly. It was likely that Vignette had simply stopped just to get a drink, or maybe sit down and relax for a few seconds, but something in his gut told him that the situation was much more interesting than that. He lowered his stance slightly, trying to make himself unable to be seen behind the bushes, pulling his tail right up to his body as he snuck around, his ears and his nose prepared and alert. It wasn't long until he heard some odd noises coming from the corner of the backyard, the hyena stalking towards the spot with a look of concentration. He ducked behind a row of thick bushes, peeking around to see his son standing there. Vignette had just started pissing, a pool of his urine building up on the ground, his legs spread wide as he moaned. James could see the package that his boy was handling, the plump ballsack dangling right below the sheath. The wind changed direction, the scent of Vignette's pee carrying to his nose, his hand diving into his shorts to grab his quickly stiffening rod. It wasn't long until his red rocket was completely out of his shorts, precum constantly dripping from it as he spied on the young man letting loose, his thirsty gaze never leaving the spectacle. Vignette pissed for nearly a minute straight, shaking off the last drops of his urine from his dick and his hand before sighing and zipping his pants back up, turning around to head back to his job at hand. James made sure to keep hidden until his kid was out of sight, immediately heading towards the spot that Vignette had marked afterwards. He knelt in front of the yellow pool, leaning down to get a better sniff of it, his teeth grinding together as he inhaled the musk. He pushed his head right down and opened up his muzzle, lapping his tongue at the piss and drinking it like a feral dog, the taste of his son making him cum almost instantaneously. The globs of seed landed into the urine, white strands floating in the liquid as he panted and grunted, his lips soaked and dripping with piss. 

After a few seconds to catch his breath and regain his composure, as well as a quick trip to the bathroom to try and clean himself up as best as he could, James rejoined the rest of his family, the trio making quite short work of the job, the garden receiving a new flower bed ready for planting. Afterwards, the striped hyenas all enjoyed a relaxing afternoon, watching TV and joking around. The two males were still slightly reserved with each other, Vignette scared that he might accidentally reveal something to his dad and blow the lid off of the taboo relationship he had with her mom, while James was trying very hard to not make his growing interest in the boy obvious. Marin was stuck in the middle of the two, and she enjoyed each and every last second of it, her muzzle constantly twisted into a grin and her tail dominatively up in the air as she watched her husband and her son figuratively circling around each other, sweating and panting just out of nervousness. The three were sitting on the sofa as Marin pulled a light blanket over them all, looping her arms around the two males' shoulders to pull them closer to her. Slowly and surreptitiously, over the course of several minutes, she took her arms off of their shoulders and began sliding her hands more and more down, until her palms were resting on the laps of both Vignette and James, neither of the two aware that she was doing the same to the other. She could feel their loins start to perk up from the attention, her fingers daintily dancing across the front of the pairs' pants, tickling and teasing them. She had to desperately hold back her giggling as she glanced at their faces, Vignette leaning his head on his hand to hide his grimace while James discreetly chewed on a pencil to suppress any noises he might have otherwise accidentally let out. Marin continued her massaging, roughly groping the duo's bulges, feeling their knots pulsing in their pants, their breathing picking up as she jerked both of them off. Neither male was paying any attention to the TV in front of them any more, their minds solely focused on enjoying the handling that their lover was giving them as well as keeping their outside appearance seeming cool and collected. She smirked as she leaned back in her seat, thoroughly relishing the amount of control and power she had. But she didn't just do it for fun, she had a plan to finally force a confrontation between the two men. 

Marin pulled her hand off of Vignette's lap, leaving him with a bulge in his jeans and a needy look on his face, the boy completely absorbed in the handjob, only a few moments away from enjoying an orgasm when she stopped. She grinned and dug her phone from her pocket, tapping a text message to her son so she could talk to him without her husband noticing anything. He heard his phone ping with a new message, fishing it out and reading it, 
"Make up a reason and go to my bedroom, I'll be there in just a few minutes ;)" 
Vignette's pained expression changed to excitement as he stowed his phone back into his pocket and got up off of the sofa, making sure to turn his back to his parents very quickly so as not to reveal his erection, 
"I'm… kinda tired still, guess I didn't really sleep all that well last night. Think I'm gonna head upstairs and have a little nap." 
He walked to the stairs at a relaxed pace, as if he was dead tired, yawning and stretching his arms. As soon as he was out of view however, he changed his trot to a brisk jog, his tail whipping around as he headed towards the main bedroom. A few minutes later, Marin leaned over to her side and whispered to James, stroking his knot through his pants, 
"Since he's going to sleep, how about we take the opportunity to have some fun, huh~? You go up ahead into our bedroom, I'll be there in a little bit to give you something better than just a handjob~" 
Eager to accept her offer, he nodded and threw the blanket off of his lap, grinning and huffing as he ran up the stairs and to the bedroom door. He already had one hand pulling down his shorts as he threw the door open, stepping in. Vignette was laying on the bed on his back, his eyes closed and his clothes completely stripped off, his cock poking up from his fur. The boy smirked and started talking before he looked at who exactly had just walked through the door, 
"Took your time, was starting to think that maybe you had…" 
The two males stared at each other for a few quiet moments, both with their dicks in their hands, a stunned and horrified look on both of their faces. Simultaneously, the duo both began stammering and stuttering out panicked excuses, James stuffing his length back into his pants as Vignette covered his family jewels with the blanket, the two blushing hard enough to look like red foxes. Marin silently appeared behind her husband, pushing him inside of the room and closing the door behind her as she stepped inside, a wicked grin on her as she giggled, both males looking at her, 
"Alright boys, since you're both here I think it's time for you both to get it all out of your system~" 

James stood still, completely dumbfounded as Vignette sputtered before managing to blurt out his words, 
"Mom, what are you doing!? I… this isn't… I don't… I…" 
Marin grabbed the man by his shoulders and spun him around to face his son, smiling coyly as she patted him on the belly,
"He already knows that you fuck me. He's also very much into it, aren't you sweetie~?" 
James looked like a deer in headlights, a part of him wanting to just run away from the whole situation, while the particularly perverted part of his brain wanted very much to see where this all was going, 
"No, I didn't…! Well, yes, but…!" 
Marin gently shoved him forwards, the man stumbling and falling face first onto the bed, his hands flailing around and accidentally grabbing onto Vignette's leg, their gazes awkwardly locking together as he recovered from his fall, his knotted dick accidentally sliding out of his shorts in the process. Marin propped herself up at the foot of the bed, licking her lips and pulling down her pants, revealing her slick pussy, giving a soft moan as she slowly began grinding her slit against the corner of the mattress, 
"Now, you two make nice and get to know each other, inside and out~!" 
Both of the males quickly shifted their stares at her, Vignette's muzzle hanging open as if he was about to say something in protest, her additional words cutting him off before he had the chance to argue against her, 
"This isn't an ask, this is an order. If you both want to keep breeding me, then get to it~!" 
James gulped and looked back at his son, the pair both getting up on their knees, their dicks hanging out and almost touching each other. The older man was the one to take the first move, reaching down to grab Vignette's cock, getting a groan out of him. He replied in kind, the two masturbating each other, shuffling closer together so their shafts would grind against the other's, their precum mixing together and slathering onto their glistening rods. James huffed and shifted his grip, gingerly tugging right behind the boy's delicate knot, causing Vignette to hunch over out of ecstasy, his free hand draped over his dad's shoulder to keep himself up. 

Marin watched with glee as the two males humped against each other's hands, panting and whining quietly. She pried herself loose from the bed, leaving a wet spot where she had been grinding on it, sticky strands of her juices stretching out before breaking loose and splashing on her thighs. She quietly retreated to a closet near the corner of the room, Vignette and James both too busy playing with each other to notice as she carefully opened it. She quickly rummaged through the shelves, pulling out a small light pink box, grinning as she opened it. The box had Marin's and her husband's small collection of toys contained in it, a large purple dildo and a rubbery vibrating cock ring immediately visible at the top of the pile. She dug in slightly deeper before she finally found what she had been looking for, pulling out the item with a slight metallic clink and hiding it behind her back as she stuffed the box back into the closet and closed the door. Marin sauntered up to the males, her tail swaying and her eyes as sultry as she could make them. She hugged James from behind with one hand, gingerly pulling him away from his son and towards the head of the bed, 
"C'mere sweetie, I've got a little surprise for you~" 
With slight hesitation, he let go of Vignette and scooted backwards, following his wife's lead. She grabbed one of his hands and brought it up above his head, the man confused at what was going on until suddenly he felt something cold and metallic wrapping itself around his wrist, snapping into place. His eyes widened as he looked up, seeing a pair of handcuffs locked around his wrist, the other end attached to the bed's headboard. He tugged at his arm, finding it securely held in place, his gaze shooting back to Marin. She held up the key to the handcuffs, winking at him before placing it down onto the bed, just a few inches away from his reach. She smirked as she began slowly undressing herself, 
"If you behave very well, I might just let you out of those cuffs. But not before you get to enjoy me and Vignette giving you a little show~" 

Marin hopped up onto the bed, her back towards her husband, pulling Vignette into her embrace and kissing him. She made sure to bend over slightly and lift her tail, giving James a nice view of her sopping wet pussy while she frenched his boy, his free hand quickly going down to his dick to jack himself off as he watched. Marin moaned into Vignette's maw, her tongue running over his sharp fangs as his cock ground against her soft belly and chest, painting her light brown fur with precum. She pulled back from the kiss, both hyenas panting and out of breath, their cheeks shining with red as she rolled over onto her back, her legs pointing towards James. She opened her thighs and spread her pussy lips, tempting her boy to jump on her. Vignette paused for a moment, slightly hesitant of fucking his mom when his dad is tied up only an arm's length away, but his lust got the better of him soon enough. He jumped on top of Marin, laying his head down between her hefty tits, giving them a squeeze and a lick while he shifted his hips around, his tip finding her warm and inviting tunnel. James watched closely as his son thrust inside of his wife, his legs twitching and spasming as he frantically pumped his dick, her squeals and his grunts egging him on. Vignette was still very sensitive from his earlier blueballling and the mutual masturbation he had done with his dad, so it didn't take long for him to lose control and explode in his mother's pussy, a full day's load flooding and filling up her passage, her pink lips painted white as his cum started leaking out. He pulled out and sat up, gasping for air as Marin moaned in satisfaction, her fingers circling her clit as she giggled and showed her creampied hole to her husband, pushing out a small glob of the sperm, 
"Mmh, he's got bit loads, doesn't he~? Almost as big as yours, maybe even a bit bigger~" 
She crawled up to James and stood up on the bed, putting a hand on his head and thrusting her crotch right up to his face, shoving his muzzle into her slit, 
"Now clean up the mess that your boy made~!" 
Keen to obey, he opened up his maw and sunk his agile tongue into her cunt, felching her while she gyrated her hips, humping his muzzle and moaning. The musky and salty taste of Vignette's fresh cum overwhelmed the man, his wide tongue digging out the load pumped into her slit, the seed pouring down his throat.

Marin fell backwards as her knees buckled, gasping as she laid still for a moment, recovering from the breeding and the cunnilingus. She turned her head to Vignette, smirking slightly as she huffed, 
"It's your turn now sweetheart~" 
His ears perked up as he looked at her in confusion,
"My time? My time for what?" 
"Time for you to put your tailhole to work. Your daddy is sitting there with a hard on, don't you think he deserves some love as well~?" 
Vignette felt a wave of slight hesitation quickly washing over him, but his blush and his large smile completely telegraphed his inner feelings, his dick slowly growing back to full erection as he glanced at the tied up hyena. He nodded and crawled over to James on all fours, turning around and sitting down on the man's lap, feeling the hard rod poking him in the back as both males quietly heaved. He lifted up his ass just enough to grip James' red rocket and aim it at his ass crack, the slippery tip sliding between his cheeks and pressing against his tailhole, the pressure slowly growing more and more until it finally entered. The dad groaned loudly, wrapping his free hand around his son's chest, their bodies pressed together as he began thrusting upwards into the boy, driving his dick further in. Vignette howled with every push, his asshole stretching wide open, his father's knot prodding at his ass cheeks, both of his hands grasping and milking his own cock, his crotch and shaft still completely smeared in his mother's nectar. He held his breath and fully sat down, putting all of his body weight behind driving the dick in his ass even deeper, his maw silently agape as the knot gaped his tailhole open before plopping inside, his muscles tightly clenching around the rod impaling him. Both males moaned in unison as they came, Vignette's sperm flying in an arc through the air before showering the bedsheets in front of him while James' load filled up his kid's bowels, neither of the two able to form anything even close to a coherent sentence and word as they slowly came down from the high of their orgasms. 

Vignette rode his dad for a few more moments before gently yanking at the knot tying the pair together, whining in a mixture of slight pain and intense pleasure as it pulled free little by little, his asshole overflowing with cum once it finally popped out. He fell flat on his face, his hindquarters high up in the air and his tail flopped up over his back as he panted, thick white goo oozing down his legs. Both men were dazed and exhausted, barely able to even lift a finger, but Marin wasn't about to let either off that easily. She had been watching and masturbating as the two fucked, and now she wanted them both. She slid between the duo, the key to James' cuffs in her hands, 
"I hope you're both still up for the main course~" 
She unlocked the handcuffs, letting her husband free, before tossing aside the key and getting on all fours, her backside pointed towards James and her head pointed towards Vignette, 
"You're both going to take me. At the same time~" 
No matter how tired, neither of the two men could say no to Marin parading her delicious body around, their dicks quickly reinvigorated as they stumbled up onto their knees. James took his position behind her, planting a hand on her flank and lining his cock up with her pussy, the drags of her last creampie still soaked and plastered all over her lips and fur. Vignette meanwhile grabbed onto her head as he pushed his length up to her face, panting hard as he felt her hot breath and her whiskers tickling him. The two entered her at the same time, James sinking his girth into her sloppy cunt while she swallowed up Vignette's dick, her muzzle moving up and down the shaft and her tongue bathing his balls and knot as she slurped. Though neither male could last long after all of the foreplay and orgasms they had already been through, both managed to shoot a rather impressive final load inside of her, Vignette having had saved himself all day long and James basically edging himself for the entire morning. Marin's throat was suddenly filled with cum, her belly brimming with seed as she gulped and played with Vignette's balls, her pussy knotted from behind at the same time, the sperm of two different men mixing in her womb. 

Marin held on as she was being filled from both ends simultaneously, moaning with her mouth full. Vignette finally let go of her head and tugged his shaft out from her maw, pressing his tip against her cheeks and shooting the last of his load onto her face. James also pulled out, puffing and huffing, his handiwork slowly dribbling out of her vagina and making a mess on the bed below. Marin swallowed whatever remained in her muzzle and licked her lips clean before lovingly kissing both of her boys one at a time, pulling the two into a hug as she laid down, the group all snuggling together. She looked at their tired yet thoroughly satisfied faces, smiling happily, 
"Mmh, you were both very good, I'm gonna need to make this all up for you two~" 
James grinned and ran a hand down her cheek, caressing her, 
"Can't say that you were any worse, feel free to spring some more surprises on me if they're all gonna be this great." 
The three laughed and giggled quietly, still catching their breaths, their bodies packed together tight, their scents and smells intermingling as they rubbed and massaged each other. Vignette yawned as he pressed his head against his mom's cheek, resting his chin on her shoulder and letting his eyes close, feeling both of his parents' arms hugging him as he slowly drifted off to sleep, the two other striped hyenas joining him in his slumber shortly after.