OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: The following is a GRAPHIC SEX SCENE between TWO CUBS, involving BONDAGE and CUNNILINGUS.  OMG SCANDALOUS.  If foxes eating pussy like good bois offends you, DO NOT READ ON.  By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended by my work, because CURRENT YEAR FALLACY.  For those whom I haven't scared off... enjoy!

“Alright, foxie, on your back.”

Robbie squeaked as he felt himself pulled away from Beau.  He had gotten so engaged kissing the boy that he’d almost forgotten about his sister.

He was about to ask what she was doing when he felt something cold and metal on his wrist.  A series of clicks met his ears.  He looked up to find his right paw handcuffed to one of the bars on the headboard.

“Huh?  Belle, wha—”

A finger to his muzzle silenced him.

“Shhhhh,” Belle said.  “Just relax.”

He watched as she reached over him and handcuffed his other paw to the headboard.  From his position, he could see the gentle rises of the girl’s breasts from her chest.

As soon as he was secured, she stepped back.  “Not too tight?”

Robbie tugged on his restraints.  They were just tight enough to keep his paws from slipping out, though the metal was a little uncomfortable against his fur.  “I guess not,” he said.

“Good!”  Belle pat the boy’s stomach, then knelt down beside the bed.

From his restrained position, Robbie couldn’t see what she was up to.  He looked to his left to the pink boy next to him.  “Beau, what’s she doing?” Robbie hissed.

The pink boy giggled and booped the fox’s nose.  “You don’t mind being all tied up, do you?” he asked.

That didn’t really answer his question, but he had to think about it.  “I mean… I guess not?” he replied.

Beau giggled and gave the fox’s nose a quick lick.  “Good!  Though if you change your mind, just tap me, and I’ll get Belle to stop and free you.  Kay?”

Robbie was about to ask what he meant by that when he felt the girl’s paws on his ankle.  He looked down to see Belle latching a leather cuff around his right ankle.  She attached a similar one to his left, then capped it off by attaching two clips to the cuffs.

“How’s this, foxie?” Belle asked.  “I can make it tighter or leave it loose if ya want some room to squirm.”

He tested his bonds.  The rope still left plenty of room to move his legs.  “Uh… I guess that’s fine…”

The pink girl giggled.  “Excellent!”  She pat the fox’s stomach, then climbed up onto the bed.  “Alright, foxie…”

Butterflies flew in a whirlwind in the fox’s stomach as he watched the girl climbing toward him.  He gulped as she straddled his chest, and kept coming forward.  His eyes were glued to her groin as he came closer and closer to his face.

“Hee… looks like foxie knows what he wants, huh?” Belle teased.

The fox gulped, then licked his lips.  “I guess?”  He watched as she crawled right up over his head, mere inches separating his lips from her labia.

“Show me how much you want it,” Belle whispered.

Robbie whined softly, then pushed off the bed with his shoulders.  His muzzle close the distance to Belle’s pussy, his lips coming into contact with the girl’s vulva.

A little moan from the girl drove the fox on.  He gave her labia a few experimental licks.  Little gasps and pants from the squirrelfox told him he was doing a good job.  He became bolder, his licks coming faster and longer, even daring to push between her folds into the warm chasm they guarded.

“Good foxie,” Belle cooed.

Warm fluids greeted the fox’s tongue as he probed the girl’s puss.  Like her brother, Belle’s sexual fluids tasted sweet, with just a hint of strawberry flavor.  He still had no idea how it was even possible, but he certainly wasn’t going to complain.

Her juices dribbled against the fox’s muzzle as his explorations became more bold.  His nose was filled with the scent of the girl’s arousal as his muzzle became steadily more soaked.

“Don’t forget to give her clit some love!” Beau whispered.

The fox glanced over at the pink boy lying next to him.  Beau had a goofy grin on his face.  His sister’s body blocked his view of the boy, but the movement of his arm suggested what he might be doing while his sister was riding Robbie’s face.

A quick, gentle tug on his ears brought his attention back to the girl above him.  He looked back up at her, then focused his gaze between her legs.  

Beau’s words echoed in his head as he dragged his tongue a little further up and flicked it across the girl’s clit.  Belle moaned in response.  The fox gave it a few more licks, working his tongue back and forth against it.

“Try sucking on it,” Beau whispered.  “Pretend it’s a mini penis.”

Robbie blushed.  Of course Beau would compare it to the fox’s absolute favorite part of a fur’s anatomy.  He obliged, though, catching the bulge of flesh between his lips and giving in a few firm sucks.

“Nyaaaa… good foxie,” Belle gasped.

Her body trembled as he worked her clit.  The bed shook with the intensity of her squirming.  She squeezed Robbie’s ears and pressed her hips down more firmly into his muzzle, grinding against his lips.

“How’s he doing, sis?” Beau asked.

The squirrelvixen giggled and gave Robbie’s ears a little tug.  “He’s not bad,” she cooed.  Her hips rocked against the fox’s muzzle, spreading more of her juices against his face.  “A little more tongue would be lovely, though.”

Robbie’s face burned.  A little more tongue, eh?  He flicked his tongue against the girl’s clit.  A sharp inhale and moan greeted that.  He swirled his tongue around that little nub, lashing it over and over again.

Her body trembled above him.  He closed his eyes, focusing on the work his tongue was doing.  The bed shook again, and fresh moans greeted the fox’s ears.

He cracked his eyes open again to see Beau on his knees next to him.  The boy’s head was at his sister’s chest.  One of Beau’s paws was massaging one of his sister’s breasts.  His muzzle worked the other, his tongue working around the little pink nub of flesh peeking out from her fur.

A twinge of jealousy passed through the fox.  He wished he could be doing that to Belle, pleasuring her with more than just his tongue.  But he was a good fox.  He kept up his assault on her nethers with his muzzle, eager to please the vixen after the ride she’d given him mere minutes before.

Beau glanced down at the fox.  Their eyes met.  The pink boy grinned and slipped away, crawling down behind his sister, out of sight of the bound fox.  Warmth greeted his groin.  He could feel the pink boy’s penis laying atop his own stiff member.

“D-don’t let him cum until I’m done,” Belle whispered.  Her voice was quiet, but just loud enough for the fox to hear.

“If you insist, sis,” Beau replied.

Robbie whimpered.  Sure, he was meant to be pleasuring Belle, but he was getting super horny!  Despite all of his orgasms that night, he’d barely needed to touch his dick.  He groaned, thinking back on how many times he’d already cum just from having his ass pounded over and over.

“If you’re a good boy, I’ll let you squirt in my pussy after this,” Belle said.

The fox’s eyes bulged.  He hadn’t gotten to fuck Belle all night!  With renewed vigor, he worked his tongue against the girl’s genitals, driven on by the prospect of getting to feel the warm embrace of the vixen’s flower.

Without even realizing it, he eased his muzzle down.  He pressed his tongue between the folds of her labia, pushing into that warm chasm between the girl’s legs.  His nose ground against her clit as he desperately tongue fucked her, using the only part of his body he had available to penetrate her.

A whimpery moan graced the fox’s ears.  Belle’s walls massaged the fox’s tongue as she ground herself against his muzzle.  For a few seconds, his vision was completely dominated by the squirrelvixen.  She eased herself back, flopping backwards against her brother.

“Was he a good fox?” Beau asked.

Belle grinned and leaned forward, rubbing her pussy against Robbie’s chest as she looked down at him.  “Oh, yes… I think he’s earned his reward.”

The bed shook as Beau climbed off the fox’s waist and Belle moved backwards.  Robbie whimpered as he felt the girl moving down lower.

“A-aren’t you going to untie me?” Robbie asked.

“Do you want me to?” Belle asked.  “I thought you were having fun being my sex toy!”

The pink boy flopped down next to Robbie and nuzzled his cheek.  “Seriously, though, if you want us to untie you, just ask.  Whaddaya say?”

Robbie considered the question.  It was certainly fun to be Belle’s toy, he had to admit that.  But gods did he want to be able to show her fully just how much he liked what they were doing!

“I wanna be untied,” he whispered.

Beau grinned.  “Hee.  Better watch out Belle.  We’re gonna have a free horny fox!”

The pink girl giggled and rocked her hips against Robbie’s groin.  “We’ll see if he can handle me!”