Sunday was excruciatingly long. The only highlight of the day was a brief visit to Danny’s going over the finer details of what they wanted to do Monday. Nathan wanted it to resemble watching a porn flick, as if he wasn’t even in the room with the other two. He wanted Maya to act like she was cheating. Maya liked the idea, and so did Danny. Danny would show up on a pretend invite. Maya would be the lonely housewife, desperate to have her needs fulfilled. Nathan would be the absent husband, forever going on business trips and neglecting his wife. Except he would be there, watching every moment of Maya and Danny together. Danny made sure to establish a safe word in case anyone got uncomfortable. He swore that if anyone said it, he would stop things immediately. It didn’t matter how badly someone else wanted to continue or was close to finishing. The safe word goes up, and things get shut down. Nathan always associated safe words with dominatrixes and BDSM, so thinking one up with Maya was pretty kinky on its own. Danny advised it should be something totally unrelated to sex and that couldn’t be confused with any other words. Maya came up with ‘screwdriver’, and they went with it. With the arrangements in order, the couple went home.

	Sleeping that night was nigh impossible. They felt like children on Christmas Eve. They agreed not to have sex or even touch themselves, although the sensuous imagery of Danny having his way with Maya had Nathan raging. It was gonna be more than worth it. Any and all pent up sexual energy would be taken care of the next day.
	
Malachai left for school in the morning. Danny was coming at 11. Maya was glued to the mirror. “Do I look sexy?” she kept asking. She had a push-up bra she’d purchased the day before in order to bring forth as much cleavage as she could. It was totally uncensored by the tanktop she had over it. She wore a flowy short skirt around her waist which just barely fell below the bottom curve of her buttocks. She didn’t bother with any underwear. 
	
“I think you look stunning,” Nathan said, honestly. “Danny’s gonna love it.”
	
She adjusted her breasts tediously. “I hope so.”
	
Danny knocked on the door at 10:57. Nathan knew the exact time because he’d been staring at the microwave clock since 10:45. Husband and wife bound to the door like schoolchildren. Maya answered it. Danny was dressed formally in a white button-up shirt with a striped tie and pleated pants. The shirt was impossibly tight around his muscle-burdened body. Nathan had an idea as to what he was going to do to it.
	
“Hello there,” Danny said. “May I come in?”
	
“Please do,” Maya said, and invited him inside.
	
Danny stepped in with a few, well-disciplined strides. His posture was rod-straight. He possessed a gentlemanly swagger Nathan didn’t think he had. “Where shall we adjourn?” he asked.

“To the living room, please,” Maya said, and led them there. Nathan followed closely. Nathan took a seat at the kitchen table adjacent. He remained as quiet as he could.

Danny’s paws were behind his back as he surveyed his surroundings. “This is a fine house, Mrs. Wink.”

“Why, thankyou,” she said humbly.

“You must be a hard working woman, to afford all this.”

“Oh no, my husband does all the work. I stay here and clean.”

He looked at her morosely. “You must get terribly lonely sometimes, all by yourself.”

She looked down shyly and shrugged. “Oh, it’s not that bad.” Nathan smirked. She’s so cute.

“You can tell me, Maya.” Danny said comfortingly. His voice seemed to thrum through the air.

She looked back up at him, the most adorable little sad face on. “Sometimes it gets a little lonely. Nathan’s at work, Malachai goes to school, but I’m OK.”

“Are you?” he asked, and took a step closer. Nathan leaned forward in his chair.

She looked down and shrugged. “I don’t know.”

Danny got even closer.  They were within breathing distance of one another. She looked back up at his towering body. His advanced pecs jutted towards her face. “Maya,” he murmured, voice barely above a whisper. “You feel alone, don’t you? That’s why you called me over, isn’t it?”

She stared at his chest. She took hold of his tie and fidgeted with it. “Yes,” she whispered.

Danny grabbed her chin gingerly between his thumb and index finger and lifted it. Nathan saw the slim profile of Maya’s snout looking up at Danny’s grizzled visage. 

“Maya,” he breathed. “I’m here.” He leaned in and kissed her. She closed her eyes and melted in his hold. She kissed back, closing her body in with his. Nathan was on the edge of his chair, wringing at his shorts.

Suddenly Maya pushed away. “No,” she declared, looking away ashamedly. She was still in his grasp, just within arms’ reach. “I’m a married woman. I have a child. What would the neighbors think?” Nathan fought back a snort of laughter. It was so melodramatic and corny. Hardly an Olivieran performance, she still managed to sell the blushing housewife vibe.

Danny took her paw and splayed it open. Wrapped around the root of her ring finger was her golden wedding band. Danny wriggled it up and off of her. He let it fall. It struck the rug with a pitiful whump. The sound hit Nathan like a palm strike to the heart.

“Danny-” Maya started, but was halted by a finger to her lips. Her eyes went wide as she looked up into his. She seemed to notice for the first time just how blue they were. The time-worn fissures of his face stood out to her. 

He dropped his finger. “Maya, please. Call me Zeke.” He kissed her again, going open mouthed and applying his tongue full onto hers. She did not push away. She relaxed, and swaddled herself with his embrace. Nathan could see the bulge in their cheeks as their tongues sparred. The heat that they shared through each other’s mouths seemed to drift all the way to him and brush against his face.

They shifted a few steps, so Maya’s backside faced Nathan. Her tail began to cock upwards. Like a majestic orange cobra it rose, reaching an impressive apex far above her head. Her skirt lifted with it, unveiling her haunches. Nathan could just see the fringe of her cunt. Danny, now his alter ego Zeke,  slithered his burly paw down her back, briefly stroked the underside of her tail, then groped her ass. She jumped at his touch and tensed for a moment, but slowly warmed to the sensation of him gliding against her smooth skin. Nathan could see her feminism had parted. He thought he saw it quiver.

Maya’s paws went up Zeke’s mountainous torso. She grabbed his tie and yanked at it demandingly. He calmly untied it and tossed it aside. Maya pried her fingers into the flap of his shirt to unbutton it, but he stopped her. He broke the kiss, took a step back, and took a deep breath. Nathan shot up in his seat and grinned stupidly. This is it! He’s gonna do the thing! With one curling flex of every monstrous muscle in his upper body, he shredded the woefully tight shirt into pieces. The seams tore like folded paper, leaving nothing holding them together but hair-like threads. The buttons popped off and went flying. pip! pip! pip! A couple of them bopped Maya in the face, making her flinch. Nathan held his paw over his mouth, holding back giddy laughter. Maya had an impressed/aroused smile of her own. Zeke just grinned smugly. 

She helped him remove the vestiges of his shirt and gazed upon his chiseled topography. Her breath quickened at the sight of it. She couldn’t get enough of him. Her paws went up and down his chest and abdomen like mad, fingers bouncing over the bumps and edges of his muscle. He grabbed the hem of her tank top and pulled it up and off of her. He undid her bra. Her breathing turned erratic. He very carefully pulled the bra towards him, revealing her breasts. Her coal black nipples hardened at the kiss of the cool, indoor air.

“Zeke,” she huffed. “I want you to touch me.”

“As you wish.” He cupped the underside of her breast, twisting his wrist up and gliding his palm and fingers against her gossamer fur and flesh. Her jaw fell into an erotic O as he began to knead them gently. His thumbs circled her nipples in synchronized orbits. Then came the first moan. Nathan’s ears perked at the sound of it. He was struck by the first wave of surreality. Another man is making my wife moan. Someone besides me is pleasing her. She moaned again and listed her head to the side, spilling her black hair off of her shoulder. Zeke let go, leaned down, and took a nipple into his mouth. She inhaled sharply, and truly began to verbalize. She squirmed where she stood, twisting her toes into the carpet. Her fox-tail fluffed and twitched like mad.

“Stop it…” she panted, loving every second of it. “Stop it, Zeke.”

He looked up at her, smirking. “Why? Your nipples are so hard.”

She looked down at the stiff black button jutting from her, sprouting tiny bumps. “That’s because you keep touching them,” she pouted.

He grinned and wound his tongue around it some more. She resumed her theatrics. “You like it, don’t you?” he asked haughtily.

“Yes… Zeke. Oh God. I love it.”

“I know you do,” he said certainly. He guided her to the sofa and sat her down. He buried his face into her plump breast, suckling while he fondled the other.

Maya continued writhing. “Zeke. Zeke. Zeke.” she chanted. Something struck Nathan in the face, hard enough to make him flinch. It was an aroma, heavy and dank, which quickly suffused itself into the air. It made his mouth water and his manhood stir. It was Maya’s arousal burning at her loins. She was in heat, and by God was it strong. Her thighs twitched and her toes curled. It was an almighty reaction catalysed by Zeke’s foreplay. Nathan had never smelled a heat out of her so overwhelming and out of season in… well, ever. He noticed a growing dark spot on the cushion beneath her skirt. Zeke stopped his tonguing and lifted up her skirt. Her womanhood was wide open, emanating forth a musty torrent of fluid.

She blushed fiercely. “I’m sorry.” she whispered, looking away.

“It’s Ok,” Zeke assured her. “Don’t be ashamed. It’s beautiful.”

“You think so?” she asked.

“Yes,” he said. Nathan wholly agreed. 

“Zeke,” she whimpered, looking up at him again with those adorable puppy eyes. “I want you inside me.”

“As you wish,” he whispered, and stood up off of the couch. Nathan laced his fingers in front of his mouth and leaned forward. A bed of eels did somersaults in his stomach. This is it. Here we go. Zeke unbuckled his belt. The leather whispered as he pulled it off his pants. Both Nathan and Maya could see the angry bulge behind his zipper. His pants came down. All that separated them from seeing his glory was thin, stretched fabric. He very slowly pulled down his boxers. The waistband fell beneath his thatch of fur, his sheath, and finally below his scrotum. It was a hefty, rotund pouch snugly carrying two jovian orbs. It had a fine coat of white fur that added to its already amazing size. He began stroking his sheath. A black head began to crown from it. It slid out gradually in a majestic fashion.

 Maya gasped audibly at the sight of it. It was leviathan. It stood out from him with a pompous flash. There was something oddly athletic about how he was able to bring forth that monster to its full length and firmness. He was an older man, which made the achievement all the more remarkable. Zeke’s cock was the crown jewel of what made him a man. He seemed 7 feet tall with it out on display. It made the striated muscle of his butt and thighs all the more pronounced looking.

Maya trembled. “Zeke…” she stammered. “You're... quite the man.”

“You have no idea,” he boasted. He grabbed her skirt and pulled them off. They were totally nude together. There was nothing left to hide or prevent their burning desire for each other. 

She laid herself down on the couch and spread her legs. “Zeke. I want you inside me. Take me.” Yes. Nathan thought. Take my wife. Zeke got onto the couch beneath her, one knee propped on the cushion and the other foot on the floor. He took her paw and placed it on his penis. She gawked at it dumbly. It throbbed with power and heat. She aimed it at her slit which glistened with anticipation. Nathan could hardly wait much longer himself. Zeke lunged forward and collided with her vulva. 

“Huh!” she gasped. “Oh!”

He kept coming, and finally her cunt swallowed his girth with a wet squelch of protest. Her face contorted and her teeth snarled. “Fuck!” she hissed. She was reacting precisely the way Cora Meade did when Zeke penetrated her in that one film. Her womanhood stretched to its limit to accommodate his oncoming piston. Very slowly he buried it to the hilt, and rested his balls against her.

Maya was in calamity. The discomfort was something well mixed with undeniable pleasure. “Oh~ Uh! Unh… Ah! Ooh! Ooh! Huh…” Zeke kept himself where he was until slowly the retorts of pain waxed into coos of joy. She’s taking him like a champ, Nathan marveled. He was fully unsheathed in his shorts. He undid them and pulled them beneath his knees, freeing his cock. Even with morbid arousal hardening him to his full length, it was nothing next to the monster Zeke was now pulling out of his wife.

Zeke went slow, conscious of Maya’s tightness. She looked down and was hypnotised by seeing that huge pillar disappear all the way into her. She threw her head back and groaned. Zeke grabbed her ankles and spread her legs apart. The muscles in her thighs flexed visibly with her every spasm. Her tummy sucked into itself at random intervals. Zeke’s hips moved fluidly in expertly timed thrusts and retreats. She could feel his huge muscles flexing inside of him.

She breathed his name some more. “Zeke, Zeke. Oh… Oh God, baby. Zeke.”

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” he asked coyly.

“Yeeeees, baby. Ohhhhhhh~.”

He continued penetrating her, keeping steady his tempo and depth. He was feeling her out, getting her lost in the heavenly motions of his hips. Nathan’s paw went to his manhood, already pulsing as he listened to his wife moan on another man’s cock. She was so happy, so content. He felt the nauseating concoction of jealousy and happiness for his wife swell in his gut. Just as Maya’s moans were getting boisterous, Zeke slowed to a stop. He took her paw and sat her up so they were eye level. A drunken Maya listed in his embrace. Her tail swished about lazily.

“Zeke. Zeke.” she whispered. They kissed some more. Maya grinded her hips on him, needfully impaling herself. Zeke lifted her up by her butt for a moment and sat back on the sofa. He spread his legs and rested his arms along the length of the backrest. Maya straddled his lap and rested her paws on his shoulders.

She squirmed delightfully. “Ooh, Zeke. You’re very strong.” Her paws ran over his brawny chest. She arched her back and sighed, a sexy smile riding her lips. She rode him up and down. She didn’t need any adjustment anymore. She was fully accustomed, and getting good at things. Her hips gyrated in a womanly twirl. Nathan’s eyes bounced in their sockets as they remained fixed on her butt. He still had trouble processing how she was able to take all of him inside of her.

But she did, and oh how was she enjoying it. “Oh Zeke!” she sang. “You’re so big! Where have you been all of my life? Ohhhhh Zeke. Ohhhhhhh Goooooooooooooood~~~.” When she came, every part of her body down to the cellular level was wracked in a violent quake, most notably her buttocks and thighs. Her tummy caved inwards and poured all of its energy into her sputtering loins. “UUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh~” Her cunt gouted all over him. Her fluids leaked down his cock, dripped off his balls and soddened the sofa. Zeke just smiled triumphantly. Nathan watched transfixed. It was the hottest thing she’d ever done. She’d never cum like that before, and she did it all over Zeke. She was a trembling mess at the end of it. She ran her paws over his trunk. “Oh~! Oh my… Oh my God, Zeke. Oh God… Oh God.” She rested her paws on his shoulders. “That was so good. I feel… I feel like…” She couldn’t find the word.

“You feel like a woman,” Zeke said for her.

“Yes.” she growled. “I’ve never felt so feminine.” Nathan felt a nip of pain. Never? She looked down at the mess she made. “Look at what you made me do. Oh dear.” She sounded frightened by seeing what she was capable of. She giggled and leaned forward, bringing her lips to Zeke’s ear. She whispered something.

Nathan didn’t hear what she said, but he did hear Zeke's booming laughter as a result, making him jump in his seat. He chuckled too, if just to be a part of their excitement. Maya stood up off of him. Absurdly thick strands of her cum stretched between her gnarled cunt and his soaked cock.

“Oh, God. If I cum like that again I might die.” Maya proclaimed, a little dizzy on her feet.

“That’s a risk I’m willing to take,” Zeke joked.

Yeah. Me too. Nathan concurred.

Maya gave a naughty chuckle. “I have an idea.”

Zeke cocked an eyebrow. “And what might that be?” She got down on her knees. “Oh. I see.” 

She reached out and stroked his member some more before she lifted her head over it and put her lips around it. It was so tall that she struggled to go further down on it. She backed off. “Can you stand up, please?”

He obliged, his wet cock staring her in the face. It seemed to speak to her. Go on darling. Do your thing.

That’s right baby, Nathan pleaded in his mind. Suck that giant cock.

Maya touched him once more and placed him in her mouth. She closed her eyes and hummed. She went forward as far as she could. She made it halfway down his shaft before gagging. She pulled back and took a raspy breath. “Fuck.” She regained her composure and resumed, bobbing her head back and forth slowly. She fondled his huge balls in her palm. They looked so satisfying to just feel and caress. Zeke’s eyes closed as he took a deep breath and smiled. Maya kept going, eventually finding her tempo. She managed to breach him past her throat. Her breathing and moans were cut off but gross, wet noises.

“Mmm- ukh! Mmmmm-ukhh! Unnmmmm-ukh! Mmmm… Ulp!”

Nathan masturbated faster now. This was something she’d rarely done with him. He could barely even reach her throat, and here Zeke was doing it with her nose not even approaching his pubis. Zeke put his massive paw on the back of her head and pulled her in with each return of her mouth. Several minutes passed as Nathan watched those sweet lips, the ones he loved to kiss, envelope Zeke’s huge cock. He felt his throat go tight as he wondered if kissing them would ever feel the same way again.

Eventually Zeke’s nostrils began to flare and his eyes twitched. “Maya baby,” he said, voice cracking a bit. “Look at me.” She opened her eyes and rolled them up to meet his. Only a few more pumps into her throat after that and he came. “Hooooo~!” 

Maya’s face contorted as what had to of been a huge amount of cum burst into her throat. She tried to retreat, but Zeke’s paw forbade it. Nathan could see the huge muscles along his penis bulge as they spewed more and more of his seed into Maya’s mouth. His balls visibly contracted with each olympian pump. His orgasm ebbed to a halt, and he pulled himself out from her. A stalactite of white nectar drooped from his now semi-limp penis. Maya was struggling. Nathan could only imagine the copious amount of cum that was sloshing in her maw. He expected her to gob it up, but she pulled through and swallowed Zeke’s musty nectar in a couple of hearty gulps. 

She gasped for air. She looked up at him with watery eyes. “Did you like that?”

He held her cheek. “No,” he said tersely. Maya frowned. He squatted down with her. “I loved it.”

Maya giggled, and the two of them kissed. Zeke’s tongue slid alongside hers in total disregard of his own cum which surely had left behind its taste. It was so gentlemanly of him that Maya looked ready to cry.

They let go. “You’re so sweet,” she told him dolefully.

“And so are you.”

She looked down at his penis, already as hard as it had been before his orgasm. There was no knot, something she was used to. She marveled at his stamina, gently caressing his immensity in her paw.

“You’re so manly. God, you’re so big. It’s almost too much.” She paused. “Almost…”

Zeke chuckled. “Cute.”

Adorable Nathan agreed.

The two stood up. “Turn around,” Zeke commanded. “Bend over for me.”

She grinned saucily and obeyed. She put her paws on her knees and lifted her fox-tail. Thrill bubbled in Nathan’s gut like acid. She was presenting to Zeke in a way that always got him fiery. It worked on Zeke too, judging by the way his eyes lit up seeing her ass.

“Fuck me, you big lug,” she purred. “Put your huge cock inside of me.” Nathan’s self-pleasuring hit a fever pitch. Yes, please God. Put your huge cock in my wife.

Zeke grabbed her waist and obliged. He plunged into her, almost immediately going to the balls. Maya’s head lurched back and her maw gaped. “Ugggggghhhhhhh…~” Her whole body shimmered with delight. He fucked her hard. Entire waves of flesh ran through her buttocks and thighs. Her breasts bounced wildly with each pound. They were facing Nathan this time. Zeke loomed behind her, a black and white tower of a man. He scowled with effort, his nostrils flaring and his cheeks puffing, The slap of his balls was deep and meaty. shup shup shup shup shup shup shup. It was hardly audible behind Maya’s wails of approval.

She hollered his name obstreperously. Her voice hiccuped with each impact. “UUhh-UUhh-UUhh-UUhh-UUhh-UUhh-!” Her tail whipped to and fro, batting against his face. The fluffy white tip squirmed underneath his chin like a worm. It was a sexy quirk of hers, something she always did when Nathan and her did it doggystyle. “Zeee-eee-eeke…” she bellowed. “I’m-uh… gonn-uh… cu-uhm… uh-gaiin…~”

Zeke’s face twitched. Nathan knew what that meant. “Hmph… So am I.” he grunted.

The corners of Maya’s lips rose into a smile. “Cum inside me… Huh. Oh God… Cum… in… side… me. Oh, Jesus.” 

Nathan’s eyes grew wide. He couldn’t believe it. Zeke was about to cum inside Maya. Another man was about to unleash his seed into his wife. “Yes,” he whispered. “Cum inside my wife.”

Zeke came to a sudden halt, planting his balls against her. The two of them hollered the announcements of their orgasms together, in harmony. A bombastic gurgle-moan rose from the depth of Maya’s chest and out of her throat. “UUUUUGGGGHHEEEUUUGGGHhhhhhhhhuhhhh…~” On cue, her entire body spasmed and unleashed a waterfall of heavenly liquids onto Zeke’s scrotum which throbbed fleshily. Her water drizzled down his legs and piddled onto the rug.

Nathan was astounded by how much came out of her. Where was it all coming from? Zeke had to have been bringing it out of her. Nathan looked up at him and froze. Zeke’s chilly blue eyes were staring directly back at him. The intense look said it all. I just came in your wife. That’s right, cuck. I made her cum harder than she ever has and ever will from you.  She likes my cock better than your pathetic excuse for one. She’s all mine. Icy nausea plumed in Nathan’s gut. His penis actually cowered in his paw. Zeke held his eye contact for the whole length of his orgasm, an excruciatingly long process as he unloaded spurt after spurt of cum. Nathan’s lips twitched as he tried to form the word ‘screwdriver’, but he found himself paralysed.

Maya was blissfully unaware of it all. She was in nirvana, swimming in the rapturous feel of Zeke’s hot love gushing inside of her. She grinded her hips on him and chuckled. “Zeke. Mmmm, Zeke… You big, big man.”

Zeke looked away from Nathan and down at his very, very satisfied conquest. He smiled and massaged her waist. “Did you like that?” he asked, knowing damn well the answer was ‘yes’.

“Did I?” she chided, almost offended by the question. She came off of him and turned around. She wrapped her arms around his neck. They kissed each other softly, Zeke’s paws resting on the small of her back. Her tail tweaked upwards, showing off her behind. Nathan watched in mixed revulsion and thrill as an unbelievable wallop of cum slopped out of her cunt and plopped nastily onto the carpet. A buzzsaw of jealousy ripped down his chest. More and more oozed out, more than he could ever hope of producing. His nose crinkled at the awfully strong smell.

Maya’s butt swayed happily. She parted lips with Zeke. “I want you inside me forever,” she breathed. “I feel like I’m in heaven.”

“I’m right there with you,” he told her, and shot Nathan a friendly wink. Nathan smiled weakly and winked back. Sensing that it was safe again, his penis stiffened. Like an accepted hierarchy, Nathan’s manhood bowed to the supremacy of Zeke’s, only to show itself when given permission.

Maya rested her head on Zeke’s chest. They swayed together in a romantic slow dance. Nathan had to admit, they looked pretty cute together.

“One more time,” she said quietly.

“Hmm?”

“Make me cum one more time,” she reiterated, and looked up at him with that cute-sad face. “Please.”

Zeke smiled warmly and thumbed at her chin. “Of course.” They kissed, and he led her back to the couch. He sat her down and leaned her back. He grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs up and apart. Her cunt had been through more than enough. It was a puffy red, was splayed open crudely and had a thickish coating of white spreading from her lips all the way down to her thigh. Yet it still yearned for more of Zeke. It thrummed with demand. Nathan had never seen her this horny before, yet here she was acting like an unbridled nymph. And all for another man. Was this pent-up sexual frustration that Nathan couldn’t satisfy, but Zeke could? Was it just Zeke, who had the sexual prowess to make any woman this way? Was it just Maya acting it up? Whatever it was, it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. He stroked his cock hard.

Zeke grabbed under her knees and lifted her ass up. His penis, once again miraculously erect, buried itself inside of her. She swooned and squirmed. He went slow this time, drawing out each thrust like he had in the beginning when she was adjusting to his girth. She was well past that phase now. Like his strokes, her moans were long and smooth. Nathan recognized those sounds. She first made them when they had sex after he asked her to marry him. Zeke and Maya were making love. They weren’t fucking, not anymore. This was the fruit of an emotional connection that had previously been solely of the flesh.

“Zeke,” she sighed. “Oh, Zeke. Mmmm…~”

“Maya,” he sighed back. He straightened her leg out and placed her ankle on his shoulder. He kissed her toes. She wriggled them playfully. That’s how we like to play when we make love, Nathan realized, to some dismay. It didn’t stop him from masturbating. He was too far gone. His body was telling him he had to finish, and soon. A roiling pleasure was building in his loins, and it wouldn’t be denied.

Zeke and Maya received similar memos, and the two of them came once more. There was no simultaneous shouting or grunting, no sudden stop, no collision of sexual fluids. The two merely moaned together, their voices in melodic sync.  Maya slumped peacefully onto the couch, while Zeke’s head was reared back, his face aimed at the ceiling as his lips formed to make a soft howl. Maya’s eyes stayed closed as she laid there smiling. She looked so content, she could've been asleep. Zeke took a step back and let her leg fall. His cock slooped out of her fully limp. It did not regain stature, instead retired back into its sheath with an audible schllp. It had done a stellar job. More white glooped out of Maya’s cunt, albeit more contained this time.

With his eyes firmly locked on Maya’s blasphemed womanhood, Nathan finally reached his own climax. “Huuaahh~!” A jet of white spewed out of him and landed flatly on his shorts. His knot exploded. As he continued to unload his own seed onto his belly and lap, his attention never left the inbetween of Maya’s thighs. He was in a stupor.

The trio was left panting in the afterburn of their own ecstasies. Zeke, back to being Danny, stood up and placed a paw over his pounding heart. “Whew! Oh my God. Holy shit. That was… awesome. Whoo.”

Maya, coming out of her satisfied trance, giggled and sat up. “Oh God. You said it. Thanks, Zeke. I mean, Danny.”

“My pleasure.” He turned around, looking ready to pace the room, when he saw Nathan sitting in a pool of his own cum. His eyes lit up. He’d totally forgotten Nathan was there. “Whoa! Hey there champ. You uh… Did ya like that?” Maya looked surprised too. She might as well have forgotten Nathan existed.

“Oh yeah! I’m fucking great. That was hot as all hell. You too were fantastic!” he said. They were. That was more personal and gratifying than watching any porn flick he could’ve imagined.

“Great! I’m glad you liked it.” Danny’s paw was still clamped to his chest. He sounded out of breath. “Hey, do you mind telling me where the glasses are?”

“In a cabinet above the sink,” Nathan told him, pointing back into the kitchen.

“Thanks,” Danny said, and speed walked into the kitchen straight for the glasses. He nearly ripped the cabinet door off and took a glass. He went to the sink, yanked the faucet on, and filled the glass nearly to the top before taking a deep, healthy swig. Droplets of tap water drizzled down his chin and neck as he gulped greedily. Nathan didn’t expect the most bizarre thing he’d see that day would be a naked, 6’5”, 245 pound skunk drinking some water in his kitchen, but there it was. Danny gasped loudly once the glass was drained. He looked exhausted. Nathan noticed for the first time how drenched he was in sweat. He didn’t hesitate to fill it again. He saw Nathan watching him. He managed a weak chuckle. “Like I said, Nate, don’t get old.”

“Whew!” Maya chirped. She gave a big stretch of her arms and legs and stood up from the couch. She rubbed just below her navel where there seemed to be a void Danny had created inside of her. She started to walk, albeit awkwardly thanks to the now-drying gunk plastered in between her thighs. She waddled over towards Nathan. He stood up to greet her and nearly tripped over the cum-stained shorts still clinging to his thighs. They shared a giggle and embraced. “That was amazing, honey. It felt so good. Did you enjoy it?”

“Oh, I did. See?” He let go of her and showed off his white-splotted shorts and shirt. He then gestured to her crotch. “Although I don’t think I had nearly as much fun as you did.”

Maya laughed. “No, I don’t think so.” They kissed, holding each other tight. Nathan felt the stickied ooze from her groin touch his fur. He wasn’t sure, but he thought he tasted the metallic remnant of Danny’s semen on her tongue. He tried to ignore it. Besides, wasn’t it kind of an honor?

He felt the heavy whump of Danny’s footsteps as he approached the couple. He was still holding his glass, half-filled with water. He was also just as naked. His breathing was under control, but Nathan doubted he’d run a marathon anytime soon. He looked like he just had. “You two have fun?” he asked.

“Oh my God, Danny,” Maya said, and shot over to him to give him a tight hug. “That was amazing. Better than I could ever have imagined.”

He patted her back. “I’m glad. I haven’t had that much fun in a while myself, believe it or not.” He pecked her on the forehead. “How about you? Looks like you enjoyed yourself.”

Nathan looked down at his package. His penis was knotted, and the aftermath of his climax was all over him. His face flushed. “Y-yeah. Like I said, that was really, really hot. It was amazing watching you fuck her like that. Thanks, Danny.”

“Oh no, the thanks are all mine. Your wife is something else.” Maya blushed modestly.

“Yeah,” Nathan said, almost proudly. “She really is.”

“Is there anything we can do for you?” Maya asked. “Can I get you a drink?”

“Umm, well...?” He gave a quizzical look. “I’ve had some water. I can’t really think of anything else.”

“What do you usually do after a porn shoot?” Nathan asked.

“A porn shoot? Shit, after one of those pretty much everyone fucks off and goes home.” That got a laugh from Maya and Nathan. Danny sighed. “I can’t think of anything as of now. I can help clean up.”

That received a barrage of no-no-no’s from the couple.

“Not at all! We’ll take care of that!” Maya insisted.

“Yeah, you just make yourself at home. Do whatever you like. You earned it.”

“Well, I’m flattered.” Danny said. “But if it’s all the same, I’d like to go home and take a nap. I ain’t the strapping young buck I used to be, I’m afraid.”

“Oh! That’s fine!” Maya chirped. “Go home then, and get some rest. You earned it, big guy.” She pinched his butt, making him jump.

“Woah! Hehe, thanks. I’ll see you two later, then.” Danny took what was left of his clothes and put them on. As he slid a shoe on he noticed that he had no shirt. “Aw, shit. My dumbass didn’t bring a spare shirt. I guess it’s been so long I forgot. Say, Nate, you don’t happen to be an extra, extra large, do you?” asked the 6’5” skunk.

“No, I’m afraid not.” said the 5’8” sheltie.

“Shit.”

“Nathan has a bathrobe.” Maya added.

“Yeah, but I think that would be even more suspicious than if he went out there shirtless,” Nathan said. “I see a man walking out of someone else’s house with a bathrobe and my mind immediately notices red flags.”

“Oh. Well, don’t you have a hoodie? That loose one?”

“Yeah, but on a summer day?”

“That’ll work.” Danny interjected. “It’s not that hot, plus I’ll stick out a hell of a lot less with no shirt or a bathrobe. If you’re that worried about it, walk with me outside, Nathan. If anyone sees you with me, I doubt they’ll think ‘cheating’.”

Maybe, but what if they think ‘cucking’? Nathan thought but did not say. He couldn’t decide what would be more scandalous: an unfaithful wife, or man who lets his wife get fucked. “That makes sense. I’ll go get it.” He pulled off his shorts and hustled upstairs. He pulled his big, Carhartt hoodie from the bedroom closet and brought it back downstairs. When he returned to the living room, Maya and Danny were having a conversation. He only caught Maya’s last few words, which she said with a shrug. “I don’t think so.”

“Hey!” Nathan butted in. Maya and Danny flung their heads at him, startled by his reappearance. “I got the hoodie. Try this on.”

“Oh! Thanks.” He took the hoodie and slung it over his head. When he pulled it down it clung tightly to his skin like a nylon sock. He gave himself a look over. “Well, it’s not what I’d call airy, but it’ll do. Thanks, Nate.”

“No problem.” Nathan thought he looked like one of those 60 year old jog-hounds he’d seen in heart pill commercials.
	
“Thanks again, Danny. That was amazing,” Maya said, and gave him one last, quick hug.
	
“You’re very welcome. I had a blast. See you two later!” With that Danny left out the front door. As advised, Nathan put his shorts back on and walked out with him, making sure that he was visible enough for any potential onlookers to see.
	
When Nathan came back, a nude Maya was collecting the fragments of Danny’s ruined shirt off the rug to be thrown away. “We gotta clean up.” she said fretfully. “We can’t have Malachai walk in on this mess.”
	
Nathan checked his phone. It was 12;07. Malachai didn’t get home until 2:30. “We got time, but we shouldn’t waste it. You sure you don’t want to take a shower first? I’ll clean up down here.”
	
She thought about it, minding the now dried bodily fluids around her crotch. “I could, but are you sure you’re Ok with cleaning…” She looked down at the nasty puddle of Danny’s cum. “...all this?”
	
Nathan came up to her and gave her a loving kiss on the forehead. “You get clean baby. I’ll be fine.”
	
She smiled. “Thanks.” Nathan gave her his own cum-soddened shorts and shirt to take to the laundry upstairs, leaving him in his boxers. She went upstairs while he surveyed the nasty damage done to their $900 rug.

“Jeez,” he muttered under his breath. He picked up Maya’s wedding band which was dishearteningly close to a dried clot of cum. He placed it on the kitchen table and fetched the cleaning supplies. Bent over and scrubbing hard, he finally came to the conclusion that he may as well steam clean the entire rug. The sofa would require the same treatment. For the next several minutes he toiled over the rug, blasting every defiled thread with an oppressive blast of steam. He was not satisfied until it was totally gone along with the smell. He washed the whole rug and the cushion Maya had gushed over. When he was done, the room reeked of vapor and cleaning product. Even so, he was worried he’d never fully get the cumbersome smell of Danny’s seed out of his nose.
	
He went upstairs and found Maya enveloped in a steamy shower. He could hear her scrubbing frantically. “Shit.” she’d hiss. “Dammit.”
	
“You OK in there?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just let this shit dry a little too much. Fuck, and there’s so much.”

Yeah. I saw. “Need any help?”

“No, I’ve got it. Just give me a sec. Ugh! Did you clean the rug?”

“And the couch. Clean as a whistle.”

“Good. What time is it?”

“Can’t be past 1. We’re fine.”

“Ok. Good. Fuck! Come on!”

Maya was in the shower a while longer before she finally came out. She dried herself off and donned a robe. Hair frizzed and eyes tired-looking, she lied down on the bed. “I’m taking a nap. I’m exhausted.”

“I bet you are.”

“That was so good, baby. Danny was amazing. You liked it too, right?”

“Yes, baby. Of course. You were so cute, so hot. It was beautiful.”

She chuckled and closed her eyes. “Thanks baby. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

It was his turn to struggle with the dried cum he’d left on himself, although it wasn’t the travesty Maya had to go through. It was always wise to wipe yourself clean immediately after ejaculation, something every boy learned at a young age. If only they hadn’t taken so much time to thank Danny and see him out.

He was thankful not to have it as bad as Maya did. She had it worse getting herself clean, he could tell. But when Danny, Zeke at the time, had his huge cock in her mouth, she was anything but displeased. She relished it. She even swallowed that tremendous load he’d pumped into her. And the sex, all of those orgasms. When was the last time Nathan had given her three? And in such quick succession? She was the happiest woman on earth in those moments. With Danny’s savage cock inside of her, all she could do was moan and groan louder than Nathan had ever heard her. She said it made her feel so feminine. She said she wanted him inside of her forever. Had she ever said that to Nathan, the man who sat back and watched as someone else gave his wife the most powerful climaxes she had ever had? It was so hot to watch. It gave him the thrill he had hoped for, and then some. But how was he feeling now? Where did his manhood stand?

His manhood was, in fact, standing quite well at that moment. He was unsheathed again. Water beaded on the top of his bloody-pink penis and dripped off of it. It reminded him of the way Maya’s feminine juices had dripped off of Danny’s.

Zeke, I want you inside me. Zeke, you’re quite the man. Zeke, take me. Zeke! You’re so big! Where have you been all of my life? Zeke! Zeke! Zeke!  Ohhhhhhh Goooooooooooooood! Zeee-eee-eeke…

“Gah!” Nathan jilted as he came again. Little white plips piddled out of him and onto the tile floor where they were instantly washed away. He stopped touching himself. When had he even started? He couldn’t remember. He peeked out of the shower curtain. The bathroom was empty. He stepped out and looked at himself in the mirror. He watched as his knotted penis very slowly went flaccid and retreated back into him without any noise. It would stay there for some time. 

He ran his paw through his hair and puffed out his cheeks. He looked over himself closely. He always considered himself a health nut. His body was well trimmed and fit. His beautifully carved face and speckled fur made him popular with women.  It wasn’t too long ago that a woman in line at a coffee shop asked him if he was a trainor. He politely said no, to which the woman retreated back to her friends and giggled. He was a handsome man for sure, so he asked himself, Why am I looking at myself and suddenly wondering if it’s not enough? He stroked his sheath. Nothing happened. He sighed and dried himself off.

*	*	*

Malachai got home on time. Nathan and Maya were both dressed and pretended their best that nothing was out of the ordinary. Malachai was none the wiser. Nathan did, however, have to stop him from trampling the wet rug.

“Malachai, stop! Your mother-” came all over that rug! “-just cleaned that rug!” 

Malachai stopped just in time, noticed the rug was wet, and carefully sidestepped. “Oh! Ok.” Like always, he finished his homework for the day and asked if he could go hang out with Danny.

“Sorry, Malachai. Danny-” fucked your mother to death and needs to take a nap. “-said he’s really busy today and can’t play.”

Disappointment sagged Malacahi’s face. “Maaaaaan,” he groaned with typical tween drama. He trudged upstairs, probably wondering why he even bothered to do his homework, and played video games. He stayed there for the rest of the day.

Nathan went to work the next day and hustled to make up for everything he had missed. It was nothing terribly consuming, but it was enough to keep him locked in his office the entire day.

“Knock, knock,” came  a voice from the doorway. Nathan looked up from his computer and saw his friend Alex, a black bear leaning in the doorway.

“What’s up?” Nathan asked.

“We missed you yesterday.” Alex said. “What were you up to?”

“I was at home-” watching my wife drench our pornstar neighbor in her cum. “-just relaxing.”

“Just relaxing? That’s it?”

It was a weak excuse, Nathana had to admit. “Pretty much. Just had some quality time with my wife.”

“Aaaaaaaah, I see.” Alex said with a naughty grin. “How much vacation time do you have left?

“A little more than a week for the whole year.”

“Well, Ok.” He patted the doorway and gave Nathan a wink as he left. “Hope it was worth it.”

Nathan looked back at his monitor. The same family photo he had on his desktop at home stared back at him. He dwelled on Maya’s smiling face. So do I.

He saw Danny several times thereafter.  One would wave at the other, the other would return it in kind. That was the extent of it. They rarely spoke. Danny never came over to ask for anything. They never hung out.

They ran into each other at the grocery store once, in the egg aisle. “Hey!” Nathan said, smiling as he rolled past with his shopping cart.

“Oh hey!” Danny said back. “How are you?”

“I’m good. How have you been?”

“I’m alright. How’s Maya and Malachai?”

“They’re fine.”

“Great! See ya later.”

“Yeah, see ya.”

Danny resumed browsing for eggs. Nathan needed some too, that being the reason he came over there. He decided, however, that he’d be more comfortable coming back later.

Football season started. Malachai joined his football team as a wide receiver, although, as a sixth grader, he spent much of his time on the bench. He was lucky to be in a school that allowed sixth graders to play in the first place. Either way, his parents were there for every game no matter what. The few plays where he did grace the gridiron had his parents cheering like mad. His highlight of that season was catching the ball for a 13 yard pass. To his parents, it was like he won the super bowl. They drove their sweaty, ecstatic son home that night listening to him prattle on breathlessly about how lucky and awesome he felt just to make that catch.

“Ya know, a part of me, like, didn’t want Matthew, to pass it to me, like, because, like, I was kinda scared, even though, ya know, I could catch a ball. So like, I ran the route, I didn’t think he’d pass it to me, but I was open, so he did, and I caught it!”

“I know!” Nathan said as he drove, smiling from ear to ear. He was feeding off his son’s energy, surging with pride. “Now they know you can catch. Now I bet they’ll pass it to you more often.”

“Yeah!” Malachai squawked. “I hope so!” he looked out the window, grinning. “I wish Danny was there to see it. I can’t wait to tell him about it.”

Like a spinning coin twirling off the edge of a table, Nathan’s energy plummeted. His smile died away a little. He wrenched at the steering wheel. “Yeah,” he said. “He’ll be real proud. Real proud.”

That night an exhausted Malachai went straight to bed. Football game nights were a blessing in that they drained him pretty good. Nathan and Maya weren’t far behind. Nathan was on the edge of the bed stripping down to his boxers. Maya was in her nightgown, lying in bed. She went on about how happy seeing Malachai succeed made her.

“You know, I wasn’t a huge fan of him playing football, at least not in the beginning. But everytime I see him get like that I just wanna squeeze him I get so proud.”

“Yeah, me too.”

“Like Danny said, we should make sure he works hard and stays in the game. We should make sure he eats healthy and practices. Not to mention his grades need to stay up.”

“Yeah. You’re right.”

“You think Danny helping him really made a difference?”

“Sure.”

“Are you OK?”

“Huh?” He looked back at her. She was giving him an annoyed/concerned look.

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah! I’m fine. Why?”

“You seem distant.”

“Sorry, I’m just tired. Long night.”

“I know. Lay down, baby. Get some sleep.”

He obeyed, nestling up behind her and forming a spoon.

“G’night,” she said.

“Night,” he said back.

She reached over to the bedside table and turned off the lamp. She pulled the comforter over her and settled back against him. He nuzzled the back of her neck, brushing his snout against her silky, black hair. His paw smoothed itself along her concave tummy. His feet connected with the underside of hers. He felt the warm column of fluff that was her tail budge against his groin and legs.

“Hey,” he whispered.

“Yeah?”

“Wanna fool around?”

“Mmm, yeah.” She flung off the covers and turned the lamp back on. They both stripped nude. They stood on their knees and fondled one another. He reached back and groped her butt. Her tail was drooped, making him brush it out of the way to get a good feel in. He kissed the soft of her neck which elicited a happy hum. She traveled her paws down his sides, smoothing her fingertips around the bulge of his muscular hips and the V of his crotch. She found his penis and carressed it. She looked down at it for a moment and started to stroke it. It stayed the way it was.

Nathan smooched his way down her collar to her chest where he planted his lips around her supple nipple. His paw cupped her other breast and thumbed circles around it’s studded mammary. She cooed in delight, squirming a bit in his hold. She let go of his cock and caressed his balls. Her paw groped around his groin, as if searching for something. Eventually it seemed to give up, settling back on his shaft and stroking it some more with a noted torpor. Her moans became subdued. Even as Nathan flicked and swirled his tongue, she never made a noise as loud as she normally would. 

Finally Nathan let go of her and kissed her lips. “Get on your paws and knees, baby. Let’s do it doggystyle.”

“Mmm, alright,” she said, almost courteously. She dropped down into position and lifted her fox-tail. He scooted behind her and grabbed his cock, aiming it at her pursed cunt. He kissed it with his tip and dragged it up and down her womanly slit. She murmured at his touch. She was noticeably dry. He had to tease her continuously to finally garner some moisture out of her. Slowly her feminism gifted him with her wet love, and a quiver rumbled through her. “Huhhh~”

Nathan smiled. There we go. He slid inside, grateful to feel the embrace of her velvet inside. Still, there was a strength to her hold on him that was absent, like she had expended her usual tightness on something else. He tried to ignore it as he grabbed her hips and started thrusting. His hips collided with her and rippled the flesh across her ass and thighs. pup pup pup pup. He went as deep as he could go, making use of his whole length. pup pup pup pup pup pup pup. 

Maya hummed contently, hanging her head with the cascade of her brilliant hair draped around it. Her fox-tail was limp over to the side. About this time it would be up and about, slithering like a snake in Nathan’s face. Instead he was the one propping it up, batting her silky coil against his snout manually.

pup pup pup pup pup pup pup pup.

Slowly Maya grew louder, moaning like Nathan was accustomed to. He felt relieved. Thank God. I love you, baby. He felt his own pleasure building towards his climax, making him pant and grunt as his speed grew. Maya’s tail began writhing on its own, behaving like a wounded worm across his trunk. Her head leered back and her back arched.

“Yes~” she huffed. “Baby… Ohhhh…”

“Yeah, Maya baby. I’m gonna cum… Huh… I’m close, baby.”

“Yes, yes, baby. Mmmmmmm, yes.”

His hold on her waist tightened as his teeth gritted and his grunts turned into moans of his own. He came at last, finalizing with a couple, awkward, uncoordinated thrusts as deep as they could go. “Uhhhhhhhhhh~!!!!!”

She felt his seed burst inside of her, triggering her own orgasm which buzzed a hot torrent of joy up her thighs and buttocks. Warmth gushed from her cunt and onto Nathan, who’s knot ballooned just inside of her vulva.

“Oh~! Ohhhhhhh yes… Zeke…”

An icepick stabbed, jerked, and twisted into Nathan’s heart, bleeding an insidious chill down his arms and legs. One name, one syllable, deflated his still cum-spitting penis inside of his wife, trapped by his swollen knot. It was not the same cock Maya was imagining inside of her.

Maya’s orgasm faded, and she panted happily. Abruptly her breathing caught in her throat. She looked back at her husband, horror draped over the single eye she saw him with. Nathan’s face was equally encumbered in pain, his jaw hung in shock.

She said nothing. Her jaw twitched at one moment, but nothing came out. Not even an I’m sorry, or an I didn’t mean it. She couldn’t say anything. What could she have said? What do you say to a man who’s name you shunned in favor of saying another, all while making love to him? Nothing that she could think of, not in that dreadful position.

Nathan stood there locked with her, equally unsure of what to say. He didn’t know if he should reprimand her, guilt her, laugh about it with her, or just ignore it. He didn’t quite know what to even feel. He couldn’t feel much of anything, just the all-encompassing weight of anguish.

With several agonizing moments of silence between them, and another several minutes before the swelling died away, Nathan wordlessly slumped the two of them onto their bellies and rolled into the spoon position. He wrapped his arm around her waist and massaged her belly. She was trembling.

“I’m sorry.” she said finally. Her voice was flat, devoid of anything Nathan could readily identify as remorse or guilt, although he knew very well she felt it.

“Shhhh…” he cooed, rubbing her soothingly. “It’s OK. I’m not mad.” He truly wasn’t, although he hardly felt much of anything.

“You’re sure?”

“Yes baby. It’s OL. It happens.”

“I didn’t mean to.”

“Shhh. I know you didn’t. I’m not mad. Just relax.” He kissed the back of her neck. He really, really did love her. Even as the weight of dread washed away, he wasn’t angry. “Do me a favor, turn off the lights?”

“Uh, yeah.” She reached over the bed, careful not to yank on him, and turned off the lamp.

“I love you, baby.” he told her.

“I love you, too.”

“Hey, can I ask you a question?”

“Yeah.”

“When I got the hoodie for Danny that day, I came downstairs and you two were talking. Remember?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“What were you talking about?”

She thought for a second. “Danny just asked if we’d ever do that again. I told him I didn’t think so.”

“OK. And what did you whisper to him, when you were on his lap?”

“Huh?”

“You rode him on the couch. After you came you whispered something to him. What did you say?”

“Oh.” She thought some more. “I told him that it felt really good and that I wanted some more.”

“And that was funny?”

Her head turned towards him. Even in the dark, he could see the long outline of her vulpine snout. “What?”

“When you said that to him he laughed really hard. He thought that was funny?”

She was quiet for a while. “Yeah, I guess he did.”

“Huh... OK. That’s it. G’night.”

She rested her head back down. “G’night.”

Nathan, latched to the back of the woman he loved so dearly, thought deeply on what she told him, but only for a few moments. He decided that maybe it wasn’t important enough to dwell on for too long. He snuggled up to his wife, and soon was asleep.

THE END