The faint noises of distant whines drifted across the evening air, so soft at first that it was hard to tell whether they came from a person, an animal, or just the wind itself. A middle-aged wolf couple strolled side by side along the cracked concrete pavement, the gentle wind breezing up their black and wihite fur, their steps slow and unhurried, the kind of pace reserved for summer walks with no destination. The warm season wrapped the street in a golden embrace, heat still clung to the ground, yet the occasional gust of breeze carried the sharp freshness of cut grass and the faint sweetness of blooming flowers from the nearby yards.

The woman adjusted the round, orange-tinted glasses sitting on her nose. The lenses caught the sunlight, flashing for a moment before settling back into their soft, copper sheen. She brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek and turned toward her husband. His shirt sleeves were rolled past the elbow, exposing arms weathered by time but still sturdy, his posture relaxed in the way of someone who found comfort in these ordinary outings.

For a moment, neither spoke, both attuned instead to the quiet around them. The rhythm of shoes against hard pavement, the whisper of leaves stirred by the wind, and that thin, lingering whine threading faintly through the summer air.

"Did you hear that, hon?" - "It sounded like someone's in distress." shouted the mistress.

"Should we check it out?" the man asked back, his hand gripping the woman's tightly and firmly. Without even getting an answer, he took a deep breath, and bravely led the way. In just a block away, and the scene unfolded before them. A dark-furred, larger looking raccoon was on the sidewalk's greenery area, surrounded by bushes, and two even larger dogs. More specifically, a beige and white furred rough collie, and an orange-brown and black border collie. The cornered coon was hissing and clawing towards his perpetrators, but to no avail. 

"Should we help?" the woman asked while she covered her mouth with her hand, showing a shocked and worried emotion as her eyebrows lowered. She looked towards his husband, her eyes masking that of a puppy's. Seeing this, the man was shocked for a moment, but she didn't want to disappoint his wife, so he calmed down, gave a wide and reassuring smile to her, and his face shifted into a serious tone, and following a quick turnaround, he hastily ran towards the animals. 

Imitating a hero, he jumped in the middle of the dogs, and grabbed them by their napes, firmly gripping and securing them inside his grasp. The animals continued to bark, hiss and bite toward the lonely raccoon, so he brought both away, in the other direction, while the woman, his wife slowly approached the gray coon and picked him up into her arms. She began caressing the soft fur around his head, trying to give him the most comfort possible.

"Awh, look at you little thing, so little, so afraid, so adorable." she said. And then, an idea sparked into her head. Smirking and smiling, she walked back to her husband, who was just standing nearby, still holding the two dogs.

"Hey, I think we should bring them home, if you know what I mean..." the woman began to spark up the conversation.

Clearly aware of the her wife's scheme, the man reluctantly agreed. While he himself hadn't been involved with... animals previously, but he was definitely eager to try. They were planning to get pets soon anyways, and seeing as the stray dogs didn't have collars, they took the opportunity at hand. 

Back in their apartment, the dogs had finally settled down, no longer growling or snapping at the raccoon. They lounged on the king-sized bed side by side, tongues lolling from their mouths and jaws stretched wide, revealing twin sets of gleaming white teeth that caught the dim light of the room. Their tails thumped lazily against the mattress, betraying a lingering excitement, a barely contained energy that suggested they could erupt at any sudden movement. The raccoon, still a little jittery, had curled up near the foot of the bed, watching them warily, ears twitching at every subtle sound.

In the middle of the room, the man stood frozen, his arms crossed as he surveyed the unusual scene. His eyes flicked between the dogs, his gaze containing a mixture of exhaustion and anxiety. Both canines had a large, red erected cock poking out underneath their lush fur as they watched the man eagerly. He had survived the initial chaos, but he knew this calm was fragile, merely a prelude, not a conclusion. He rubbed the back of his neck and let out a low sigh, the kind that only comes when one senses trouble approaching.

Then, a soft creak echoed from the apartment door. The man’s gaze shot up, immediately catching the silhouette of his wife framed in the doorway. In her arms, the gray raccoon stirred slightly. The man’s stomach sank, a deep, heavy weight settling in. He already knew that whatever peace they had achieved was about to shatter. He exhaled slowly, a resigned, almost weary sound. There was no way this evening would remain quiet now.

The room was filled with the musky scent of the animals, likely bathed weeks ago, and with exciting opportunities as seen through the eyes of the woman. Not wanting to waste even a second of time, she turned toward her husband and with gleaming eyes, her paws locked tightly to her hip, and after a cough, she finally spoke up.

"Don't act like you didn't want to try this either, Rich..." she said teasingly toward her husband. The man's pupils widened as he looked down on the dogs and the raccoon, feeling blood stirring in his own knotted dick as it was being fueled and erected. He quickly reached down to his pants and grabbed it with his paw as a grunting sound came from him. Fine, whatever... - he thought. He sighed heavily as a form of confirmation, her wife's eyes turning into a supernova as her excitement shot up through the skies. The man grabbed both sides of his trousers and pulled them down, which revealed a bulging white underwear. The woman stood there and looked both amazed and thrilled at the sight, and looked over to the bed, seeing who the first participant could, and should be. Eventually, after juggling all the ideas she wanted to do with the animals, she picked the gray furred raccoon. The animal was moved closer, and she herself began taking her clothes off, starting with her blazer and bra, and moving downward steadily. 

With both of them sitting naked at the side of the bed, all animals eagerly watching them preparing a heavy sized lube bottle. 

"Lets start with you, poor little thing. How about you take your revenge?" the woman said as she looked toward the raccoon with a smirking smile. She bent down to see under the gray coon's body, where a pink, elongated penis with a mushroom cap top. The woman was in awe seeing such a long animal genitals, it surely was an amazing sight - a perfect addition to her collection. She let the lube drip down from her fingers onto the raccoon's 'shroom before handling it all and applying it to the whole shaft slowly and passionately. The feral animal's genitals immediately started to twitch in reaction to the unusual and new substance. 

With the coon's dick perfectly lubed up, she pointed towards the german shepherd, laying next to his husband. Understanding the signal, the man picked up the dog, turned it around - away from the raccoon. He lifted up the dog's tail, revealing his asshole, which had pink outskirts with a red fading inward, with lines coming in full-circle, and . The woman moved the raccoon to the backside of the shepherd, his dick lined up with the tailhole in front of it, with the woman grabbing him from behind, his mushroom tip touched the outer lining of the dog's pucker, essentially grasping the whole thing. The hound almost jumped up from the cold feeling on his back, but by a hasty reaction from the husband, he pinned down the animal, and lifted up his bottom even higher. The dog squeaked a bit, but accepted his fate quickly as he was powerless against the much larger mammal above. 

The woman reached underneath and grabbed the coon's pink dick and shiny, black and clean, perfectly round balls, and juggled them a bit, before moving back onto his butt, and she slowly began pushing it forward.

The mushroom top popped in following a tiny struggle, the dog's butthole clenching down on the steadily entering pink rod, the pace of which being controlled by the woman's skilled paws behind. As the lady was gripping firmly onto the raccoon's soft fur and buttcheeks, she pushed him forward, while grabbing and jerking the coon's dick with her other paw. The gray animal was twitching around a bit, finding the whole situation strange due to his nature. 

The long, thin penis of the coon was pushed completely deep inside the canine's shiny butt, the balls of the two creatures touching intimately, both cold to the touch, and they both shivered as the contact happened. Holding in the coon for a couple seconds, the woman grabbed under the animal a bit more comfortably, and pulled him almost out of the dog, but quickly pushed him back in, again, all the way until their balls touched each other's. And the cycle begun again. The woman continued this for a couple of minutes, until she began to feel a swirling sensation in the raccoon's black balls. 

The testicles of the animal twitched rapidly- almost feeling like they were gonna explode... The woman playfully fiddled them in her soft paw one last time, right before pushing him inside as much as she could, and respectfully slapping on the curved butt of the creature. Following this, the animal squeaked and squirmed, and squirted his warm juices right deep into the dog's butthole. The woman smiled as it was happening, with the man still holding down the animal. She placed her soft paws at the front of the coon's waist, and pulled him slowly outside and back, ensuring the entirety of the canine's insides were coated with thick coon juice. The dog also made efforts to whine, but again, powerlessness overpowered him, and he wasn't able to get much out. The coon was like a faucet- continuously leaking his cum into the black dog.

Taking a rest and giving some time off to the shepherd was their first intention. The coon gave it his all in that session, secreting everything he had to offer. The woman pulled him out of the dog, still hard and barely leaking, unlike the black shepherd, still pinned down, whose butt was spewing out the coon juice slowly and steadily. Both wolves petted both animals, before carefully putting them off to the side to rest. They both looked at the third wheel in the room, the beige colored, thick furred collie. The woman crept closer to the dog, brushing its fur gently, before looking over to the shepherd, who's been in rest for just less than a minute, warm cum still flowing out of his ass, but the woman just smiled, and reached over to the other side of the animal, pulling him closer, and ordering her husband to get the dog up on his feet. 

The woman smiled as she looked back over to the collie, her eyes sparking in excitement, her heart pounding in her chest. She brushed the dog's head a few times. "Let's give you some fun aswell, little lady..." she smirked as she turned the dog's butt over to her, and she spread out the white fur in front, but she was shocked to find not a wet pussy, but a pair of pale testicles there. "Wait- he's a boy?!" - the woman shouted in awe, but she was quickly calmed down ny his husband - "But look how ready he is!" he said, as he put his paw on her wife's shoulder. This turned the woman's frown upside down, converting the situation into yet another exciting opportunity. 

Yet again, with the help of her husband, who began holding down the doggy, while the woman picked up the german shepherd and moved it behind the collie, his red rocket already perked up and looking rather huge, as well as leaking a tiny bit of precum, which was seamlessly flowing down already, right into the bedsheets. The woman grabbed the red, knotted and thick shaft, guiding it to the collie's hole, while the black beast climbed above and put his paws over the top of the other dog. The woman pushed in the outsticking tip of the canine cock into the hole in front, making the dog's precum leak inside, and in that exact moment, she grabbed just behind the thick knot, and steadily pushed it deeper inside. Both dogs were whining as they were stimulated and saliva was flowing down both their tongues as they were gasping for air and regulating their bodies' temperatures. It was an amusing sight for both wolves, to a point where the woman reached down to her own thick, red pussy and started masturbating, rapidly circling her fingers around the area. But while being busy with herself, her excellent multi-tasking skills made it possible for her to also be busy with the dogs. She grabbed down tightly on the shepherd's red knot, and pushed it inside the collie's asshole. She felt that the black dog was trying to take action himself, but the strength of the woman greatly overpowered the already well-known doggy movements. 

Several minutes passed, both dogs whine-moaning heavily, the air beginning to thicken around them. The collie's tight insides were pressing firmly against the large, red foreign object penetrating his bottom. The woman upped the pace- for both herself and the dogs, shoving in the canine cock faster each thrust, as well as grinding her paw against the shepherd's black and heavy balls. The soft fur around the lowest points of the dog's belly just fiddled at the touch the woman's fingers, and his balls being squeezed ever-so-lightly aswell. His red rocket was wet, his knot starting to swell up. Feeling the already rapidly expanding parts of the dog, the woman moaned as she thrusted the dog's cock the deepest into the collie as she could, ramping up all her strength to push the knot inside aswell, and after just moments of struggle, the swollen knot made it into the collie's asshole with a pop sound following in an instant, and now they were bound by a thinner string of flesh. 

The woman was still holding onto the shepherd's now twitching balls- she stuck her head below the animal, having a clear view of the boy's balls. She opened up her mouth wide, stretching her tongue out forward as far as she could, and carefully licked the underside of the ball-pair, making the dog shiver of the sudden disturbance. She completely enveloped the dog's balls with her mouth, and they were quickly glazed by the woman's saliva. She continued to cherish them like cherries, cupping and kissing them constantly. This two-sided stimulation triggered something deep in the heart of the canine, and he whined up hardly as a bolt of shock ran through his balls and cock. The dog's balls started tightening continuously, as he started to pump his juice right into the collie's asshole, shooting them in rays, deeply. 

With the shepherd being severely exhausted, he turned around, twisting his knot around, so that it'd stay inside the collie, he plopped down onto the soft bedsheets, and began to rest. On the opposite side, the beige furred animal was still whining, as spurts of warm cum flowed into his ass, which would not stop for at least 30 minutes. Looking at the pleading eyes of the dog, the woman felt compassion. Her heart was touched by the animal, even through her commanding nature. She knew she would not be able to pull out the red, swollen knot from him, not like she wanted to anyway, but an idea sparked into her head. She lifted up the torso of the collie, to get him into more of a sitting position, but this also repositioned the knot-connection down below, putting it in an upward arcing position. This stance revealed the collie's personal red dick, similarly having a large knot below it, and at its base, a pair of beautifully round, furless pair of beige colored balls rested, filled with days, if not weeks of dryness, as cum wasn't released from them. The woman stared the animal dead in the eye for a second, then looked down onto his asset. She grabbed it with her right paw, and began to stimulate it- by repeatedly stroking up and down in one motion, jerking off the dog. This went on, for but a couple of minutes, the woman smiling through it's entirety, enjoying it likely way more than the animals. Just as the final strokes arrived, the woman moaned up, in her own exhaustion, and the dog's red rocket started spraying the juice in thick strings, and the warm fluids covered not just his own body, but the bedsheets, and the woman aswell.

Now wanting to give a little bit of time for the dogs to rest, she gazed over to the raccoon, taking a closer look at his penis, and measuring it with her eyes, in a split moment, with her mouth open wide already, leaking her saliva - "All it needed was a little lubrication..." as she crept closer and licked around the shaft, as it was still erected fully, before proceeding to slam her thick, red, wet pussy down into the pink shroom cap with the thin rod below. As the long, hard cock slowly slid in, the woman moaned deeply with amazement in her voice. With a straight and simple movement, she forced the dick of the coon into her, to feel every last inch which wasn't already inside. "I've wanted this for so long, and I can finally have it all to myself!" She started to move her body slowly up and down, and as she moved faster, she came closer to climaxing, and her desire for the raccoon's cum was getting bigger. A few seconds passed, and a noise came from the wolf -  "I'm about to cum!" - she screamed up as she cummed, simultaneously with the raccoon. She was overfilled with cum and joyful happiness, but she wasn't exactly done yet. She started going at it again, as she grabbed the raccoon's fragile little paw, and started rubbing it against her clit. But to her surprise, just after a few moments, she started ejaculating again, squirting all over the raccoon's soft and black fur. 

With all the animals and wolves having their fair share of fun, and as the sun was going down already, they decided to call it a day, and release all the cum-filled boys back into the wild, and they watched them ran off into the wild from the window of their apartment, cuddling closely, the man expressing exhaustion, and the woman, happiness.