{All characters depicted in this work of fiction are of legal age of consent.}

The stretch of student accommodations were unusually quiet, especially for a Friday night. Though given everyone had blown their weekly allowance on a Thursday night session of alcohol and debauchery, coupled with exams looming around the corner, the quiet Friday nights were becoming much more frequent along this street – much to the relief of the locals.

All that being said however, house number sixty-nine was befittingly noisy with the orgasmic howls of a wolf, crying out to a crescent shaped moon, rolling out the open kitchen window.

For Dale, the noise while delightful to listen to, was almost painful. Given the fact the human was trapped in the anthropomorphic wolfess’ thighs, and she was howling into his ear as he thrust into her depths. His girlfriend, Pepper was propped up on the kitchen countertop, a puddle of excitement forming under her voluptuous furry buns and streaming down the front of the dishwasher.

The way his cock plunged up into her body at an aggressive pace with Pepper’s limbs tangled around the smooth skinned body of her lover, one might mistake Dale for being the instigator of the situation. After all, what man doesn’t try talking his girl into fucking on the kitchen counter nearly every day?

In all honesty, Dale was the innocent one in this relationship.

He came down to make popcorn for movie night when Pepper had followed him down twirling some errant raven tresses that escaped the braid she customarily tied her hair into, dressed nothing but some provocative lingerie and a saucy smile.

Pepper wasn’t the cheerleading captain dream-girl Hollywood might try to sell you, but any dude with an iota of common sense – something Dale was glad to have in droves these dark days – knew she was a voluptuous hottie. Her long limbs tapered in a feminine way, and her sleek thighs met neatly at an inviting little slit in the middle, where her wide shapely hips tapered into a trim but satisfyingly pillowy mid riff. And her breasts were the envy of any young woman her age, large and plump but pert and almost gravity defying.

Her lingerie only drew more attention to her naked parts. Her bra did little to cover her ebony nipples, lime green lace framing her breasts and clashing with her stark white fur. A garter belt held up her mid-thigh tights with a set of suspenders and one of her matching high heels had fallen off in the middle of the frantic fuck. The other dangled loosely and almost forgotten on her toes, undulating back and forth with the rest of her body. Dale’s cock slipped through the damp silky slit cut in her panties, plunging into the warm wet folds of her pussy just beyond.

“Hhhmmpphhh~, baby you’re going to – ah! – make me cum-hnngh~! Cum again,” she whined in his ear, setting her claws into the back of his head and sliding her other up the back of his shirt. Her fingertips were tracing Dale’s scant musculature, usually soft and cuddly much like Pepper’s curvy body, but right now tense with effort and exertion.

They’d been going at it a while now, and Dale had lost count how many times his girlfriend’s pussy clamped his member before she let out a shuddering gasp of climax. The day she only orgasmed once for him was the day Dale would realise they were getting old.

But as it stood, Pepper started gushing the moment he slid up into her and didn’t stop until she sucked every last drop of semen out of his balls. She was so hungry for it she couldn’t even wait for them to finish the movie they were going to stream.

At some point maybe an hour into their frantic lovemaking the front door slammed and Dale’s housemate walked in. The anthro canine looked like he was barely paying attention as he shuffled down the hall, dropped his schoolbag as he went then moved into the kitchen looking for a packet of instant ramen. He barely made it over the threshold when their erotic moans finally dragged Baddy out of his zombie-like stupor and he looked up, catching an eye-full of the couple copulating. He screamed like serial murderer was coming at him and shielded his eyes, the exact same way he had the day before… and the day before that… and before that, as well as pretty much every other time Pepper stayed the night, which was nearly every night these days.

“Sorry, dude,” Dale panted as his housemate made himself scarce with a furious blush shining through the dark chocolate fur on his face.

But as Dale slowed to catch his breath enough to utter an apology, Pepper’s grip on him shifted. Grabbing his face she locked his gaze with her needy blue eyes.

“Don’t stop,” she snarled with almost predatory anger. “Don’t you dare slow down. I’m – oh gosh~! – I’m not done!”

Stiffening as if standing to attention, he sank his fingers into the firm globes of her ass a little more and set back to thrusting at his relentless pace.

It went without saying that Pepper was pretty frisky, harking back to her feral canine ancestry. But it actually suited Dale just fine. His college experience so far had been a dream the likes of which you only read about in lewd stories. He was a freshman, pretty much turned eighteen at the start of the semester. And already he had a fine anthro wolf two years ahead of him set her claws into him.

By Pepper’s own admission it had started out as ‘Oh, he is pretty cute. I‘ve never taken a guy’s virginity before. Let’s give it a try.’

Now they were steadily dating, she was pretty much addicted to his cock. Dale didn’t know where it came from exactly, but he was perfectly happy to satisfy her any way she wanted.

As crazy as she was during sex though, she was remarkably normal the rest of the time. Their initial hook-up was supposed to be a one-night stand, but given Pepper had never orgasmed on a guy’s dick so hard before, a one-night stand turned into a two-night stand, then a three-night stand, and a week later they were dating. As it turned out hey liked the same kind of movies, food, games and music. It all just sort of worked out great, completely blind-siding them both.

Soon enough Pepper was getting close to what she wanted. Which was the feel of Dale’s cock swelling with a final readiness in her trembling canal.

“Do it, baby!” she hissed lovingly. “Fill me up! Fill your dirty bitch to the brim with all that hot cum!”

Dale didn’t need telling twice. Slamming his hips against her inner thighs three more times, he finally thrust as deep as he could, nudging her cervix with his swollen crown and erupting a moment later, spurting stream after stream of his seed into her innermost depths.

The sticky warmth of his erotic geyser set Pepper off one more time and this time the wet ripples clutching the human’s length got wetter. Her hips started to tremble as she released a long  cry that she tried to muffle in his shoulder, squirting hard all over Dale’s cock.

A tight ring of muscles just inside her opening began grasping for a knot. And while her pussy had nothing to really latch onto, the instinctual reaction of her body trying to tie him in place had more of a milking effect, a rippling action greedily suckling every salty drop out of his cock.

They sat there breathing hard for a moment, and when Dale finally caught his breath, he asked: “Can we get back to the movie now?”

Pepper giggled, hugging her boyfriend just a little tighter with a lewd smile. “To hell with the movie! Carry me up those stairs and fuck me into the bed until I can’t walk anymore.”

This was working up to be one hell of a Friday night.
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Suburban traffic wasn’t so much a thing beyond the odd mini-van pulling out or a mail float parked by the curb. Still, with scant activity on the road, Pepper had a white-knuckled grip in the wheel and looked like she was taking part in a demolition derby.

Dale never felt more like her toy-boy whenever they had to drive somewhere, given he didn’t have his licence yet. But today, Dale was just nervous. Because Pepper looked nervous. And whenever she drove while nervous it made Dale nervous.

It was another quiet Friday evening, with a long bank-holiday weekend upon them, one that Dale was looking forward to but was admittedly anxious about. Though not as anxious as Pepper it seemed. After all, Dale was about to meet her mom for the first time. 

Pepper had met Dale’s parents already, given his mom did regular laundry runs for her son, and one day had stumbled on the two lounging in the living room. It had thankfully been during one of those rare occasions when they did so fully dressed.

Pepper’s familial situation was a little different from his. Her dad didn’t stick around after she was born, so it was just her and her mom growing up. Though this meeting was something she’d been putting off for a long time. Something had her spooked, and when she pulled the car up outside a nice suburban home with a picket fence and a trimmed lawn, the panic hit such an apex she blurted out something downright mind-boggling.

“Dale, can you promise you won’t fuck my mom behind my back?”

Dale’s eyes bugged in time with Pepper’s door opening. What the fuck did he just hear? But before he could actually ask, Pepper was already standing at the curb, and the lady of the house had appeared on the porch.

With a brave smile, Pepper led him up the gravel garden path to the waiting lady. 

Her mom, Mona, was like a woman ripped out of the idyllic good old times, built and presented like a classical housewife, the elegantly coiffed short hair, sleek fashionable attire, and all the bejewelled trimmings. The first thing that struck dale was how young she appeared to be. The woman was barely into her forties, with a few greys flecked on the pale sides of her muzzle. Her figure was also nicely curved like Pepper, with a few extra motherly bits. She wasn’t dumpy or flabby by any stretch of the imagination, but she had bountiful firm and luxurious curves. Her wide, birthing hips filled out the tight pencil skirt with a high waist, hugging the way her body tapered into a shapely mid-riff like the neck of an hourglass before widening out into a pair of plump, voluminous breasts that almost spilled out of the cleavage-y cut of her sleeveless blouse.

Golden hoops decorated her wrists, with elegant fingers tapering out to red painted nails to match her vibrant lipstick. A string of pearls hung around her slender neck, with dangling earrings hanging from her alert, triangular ears.

Her raven hair was coiffed into short, elegant curls, completing her high society ladylike allure. Even the way she stood waiting for them with a motherly smile oozed sophistication. Her hands hovered up by her shoulders with elegant gestures and she was turned slightly as if to show off her best angle from which to observe her ravishing curves. The way she was perched on her high heels gave her enough elevation to be eye-height with Dale, eyes that were narrowed slightly as her excited smile deepened the dimples in her cheeks.

Even just the way she greeted her daughter gave Dale an internal ‘oof!’ as he tried his best to keep his dick from growing out of control.

“Pepper, darling!” Mona cried, her voice alive with a dramatic, kittenish quality. “It’s so good to see you again finally!”

Grabbing er daughter by the shoulders, she planted a kiss in the air by each of her cheeks with an over-the-top ‘Mwah! Mwah!’

Stepping back with that lovely smile of hers, Mona quickly turned to Dale. Her hands were hovering up by her sides again, as if she was about to draw him into a tight hug… which, if he were a pervier man, he might imagine his face being pulled into that pillowy cleavage.

But Dale wasn’t thinking that… honest.

Quickly, like a darting predator, she held out her hand. “And who is this handsome young man you’ve brought me? You know it’s not my birthday for another few months.”

“That’d be my boyfriend, mother,” Pepper said. A possessive emphasis in her voice made Mona giggle.

“Oh, I know, darling. I only tease. I’m Mona, dear,” she introduced as Dale took her hand.

“Dale…” he started to say, when Mona suddenly leaned in.

For a second, he thought she was about to steal a kiss, or the very least plant a big lipstick stain on his cheek. Instead, she turned her face at the last minute, and gazing coyly at the sky tapped a finger on her cheek.

Understanding, Dale shrugged, then lean forward and pecked her politely on the cheek.

Her grip on his hand tightened a little when his lips made contact, and when he pulled ack she was watching him, biting her bottom lip as her eyes moved down his body, lingered, then came back up again. She finally slipped her hand out of his, at which point Dale realised his palm was really sweaty, then Mona turned elegantly on her heel and walked into the house, beckoning the youngsters in.

He looked to Pepper for an explanation for what that was, but she merely rolled her eyes an took him by the hand. He noticed she was holding him tighter than she ever had in public as they went inside.

Mona’s home was typical of a middle-class working woman. She didn’t have Pepper running around anymore, so the décor was warm but spartan, vernacular to her scant few needs. Framed photos of her with Pepper in her teens and even cubhood dotted various surfaces or hung suspended along the wall leading along the staircase. Off to their right, Mona pottered about the kitchen, clopping around on the kitchen tiles in her high heels as she doubled over to peek into the oven.

Dale made the mistake of peeking over at the same time, just as her fluffy tail lifted high into the air and the tight form of her pencil skirt pulled around the wide globes of her ass. The way her ankles were crossed tapered her hips down into her sleek thighs to form a perfect heart shape, with an inviting crevasse that made Dale’s cock throb eagerly in his pants.

And as if feeling his quickening pulse, Pepper’s vice-like grip tightened on his hand.

“Dinner will be a little while, lovelies,” Mona sang obliviously as she straightened up, stroked down the ruffles in her outfit then elegantly waved to a bottle with some glasses on the kitchen table. “Would you like something to drink in the meantime.”

Deciding sobriety was the best course of action here, Dale quickly declined, and Mona breezed past.

“Well, come and take a seat in the living room then, where it’s nice and comfortable. We can take some time to get to know each other better.”

The four-seater in the living room was plush, and so soft the moment he sat down Dale felt himself sucked into the cushions like it was trying to eat him. He couldn’t even awkwardly perch himself on the edge of the seat like he always did for some strange sense of fear for making himself comfortable in someone else’s home. The moment ass met cushion he was devoured and left just a little helpless as Mona perched herself delicately beside him.

As she did, Dale made particular note of how she hiked the end of her skirt up just a little, enough to show off the top bands of her mid-thigh hose held up by suspenders no doubt connected to a garter belt.

As she sank into the cushions much more elegantly than Dale did, suddenly feeling like a turtle stuck on its back, Mona reached over brazenly with a boudoir smile. Her hand set firmly on his knee, then ever so slowly, as she leaned in conversationally but silent, slid her palm up along his inner thigh.

“Moooooommmm,” Pepper said in a low tone, a growl of warning entering her voice.

Ignoring her, Mona leaned in close enough to Dale he could feel her breath warm on his cheek, and for a second it felt like the heat was radiating from her plump cleavage.

“If we’re going to get to know each other better, perhaps we should start by getting these meddlesome pants out of the way, no?” she whispered, making Dale cough with surprise.

His confusion was understandably palpable as Pepper darted forward and got in her mother’s face. “Mom, stop it! I really like Dale. Stop scaring him.”

Scared was honestly the last thing on Dale’s mind. Scared that maybe Pepper would see the rising erection pitching a tent in his jeans. But Mona wasn’t triggering any sort of primal fear response, despite her maw of predatory teeth.

“I’m not scaring him, darling. I can literally smell this sweetie’s arousal since you two got here. In fact, I can smell yours too. Have you two not been taking care of each other? Not to worry.” The wolf’s smile was… well, it was ‘wolfish’ as she looked back at Dale with little sparks of lust flickering in her eyes. “Mommy is here to help now.”

Frowning, Dale looked to Pepper’s irritated glare for help, and sensing his confusion she explained flippantly, “My mom likes to fuck my boyfriends. Apparently it’s her way of getting to know them.”

Mona scoffed. “Such vulgar language, Pepper. You’d think I’d taught you better.”

“You’d think you’d be a bit of a better role-model,” she grumbled.

Continuing as if she hadn’t interrupted, Mona said, “Besides. Making love is a perfect way of getting to know someone. Especially handsome, virile young gentlemen like yourself, Dale. I must say I’ve never been with a human before. And I’d be lying if I said I was only a little excited to meet you when Pepper mentioned she had a dashing young human boyfriend.”

Biting her lip, she eased her hand up across the bulge in his jeans, before her fingers started to pluck at the button.

“I think you’ve been plenty excited to meet me too, no?” she added teasingly, feeling his erection throb against her actions.

As the button came away with the zipper and Mona started pulling more forcefully at the garment, Dale was still kind of lost on what to do. On the one hand, this ravishing MILF was all but throwing herself naked at him and he knew he’d feel foolish turning her down. But on the other hand, this was his girlfriend’s mom they were talking about. And the aforementioned girlfriend was sitting right beside him.

Again, he looked to Pepper for help, and going by her defeated expression he pretty much got his answer. She knew full well there would be no turning Mona away. And to her mother’s credit, Mona had been accurate in her earlier statement.

Dale couldn’t smell it, and Pepper would never admit it herself until at the heights of passion on their wedding night, but the sight of Mona leaning into Dale and sweet talking him into having sex with her was incredibly hot. Pepper’s thighs pressed together trying to muffle the tingling desire, but that only made her pussy caw harder for attention. A small wet drop was forming on her panties and would soak through her skinny jeans at this rate of percolation.

With a sigh, she managed a small grin. “Fine. Don’t worry, babe. This isn’t cheating. Think of it as…” she thought for a moment, then a seductive smile crossed her muzzle as she added, “Think of it as having sex with my future self.”

Shit, if Pepper was to terms with this, Dale wasn’t going to say no. In fact, his dick, having a mind of its own as any guy could very well relate, was thinking along the lines of ‘LETS! FUCKING! GOOOOOOO!’

Dale chuckled. “Oh, a little taste test of what post-marriage Pepper is going to be like? Sign me up for the first month free trial!”

“Marriage, huh?” Pepper snarked back, fluttering her lashes. Secretly the prospect made her even hotter than before, but she didn’t want to seem too easy to get. “Be careful of the promises you make, mister. See to it my mom doesn’t run you absolutely ragged first.”

At the same time there was a loud but delicate ‘ahem’ which drew their gazes down to Mona who was still struggling to get Dale’s pants off. She pouted rather cutely, sticking out her bottom lip.

“Both of you can go ahead and stop those notions. Nobody is getting married to anybody until I’ve given this lad a full approval. Oh, don’t fret, sweetie. I’m sure you’ll pass with flying colours.”

Shifting in his seat, he helped Mona pull down his jeans, then kicked them off as she worked his boxers down. When they got his bottoms off though, Mona made the one face no guy likes to see on a woman’s face.

In their brief conversation and Mona’s struggle to get his jeans off, his erection had settled down quite a bit and shrunk down to a more modest size. The mature wolfess gripped the semi-flaccid thing by the base and sized it up with a small frown.

“Hmmm. Pepper, darling, I would have thought you’d have higher standards that this,” she chided.

Dale scoffed. “Maybe you should remember that patience is a virtue.”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “I am aware of that virtue, young man. Don’t test me, or I might just… oh, goodness!”

Mona halted mid-sentence and stared with wide eyes as her grip, as well as the proximity of her face to his bare cock had an almost immediate effect on his growth. Just like when she’d been flirting before, he throbbed under her palm and grew, the tip escaping out from under her thumb. The girth expanded between her fingers like a balloon being inflated to the properties of an iron rod.

When all was said and done, with Pepper looking on with a smug little grin, Mona suddenly found herself sizing up the monster that never failed to tickle all Pepper’s favourite spots.

“My-my. A grower, not a shower, eh?” Pawing at the fresh erection, she edged her face in closer to let him feel her warm breath. “But how does it taste?”

Sticking her tongue out, she watched him carefully, taking in all the little ticks of eagerness running across his face as she moved closer and closer. Then as if taste testing a lollipop, she planted her tongue at the base of his cock, just above his balls and breathed in deeply with a small groan.

“Mmmmmh~!” she sighed contently, running her tongue up along his shaft. 

Dale gasped as she firmly licked him up to his glans, then pursing her slippery lips over the tip started bobbing her head. She didn’t so much work up to it. Her eyes shut with concentration, like she was at a fine wine tasting, inhaling his scent and his shaft with every downward thrust of her head. Her hands folded elegantly over his stomach like she had to hold him down, and her ear-rings swung back and forth with the rapid momentum of her fucking him with her muzzle.

Dale barely suppressed a moan through his pursed lips. Then Pepper leaned down and kissed him tenderly, just as Mona suckled a little harder, making him gasp into his girlfriend’s mouth.

“Y-you’re sure you’re g-good with this?” he wheezed as Mona worked his cock like it was the first source of liquid she’d found after a long hike in the desert. “W-watching your m-mom do this, I mean?”

Pepper scoffed, pecking his lips tenderly between his moans. “It’s not like I’m going to be a jaded cuckquean watching in the corner. When things get serious that tongue of yours is going to have its work cut out.”

He chuckled. “Yes, ma’am.”

When Mona came back up, licking her chops with delight glowing in her narrowed eyes, there was a faded little oval on her lips where her lipstick had worn off on his shaft.

“Wonderful,” she breathed. “I’m impressed, Pepper. This boy tastes absolutely divine.”

“I’m glad you approve, mom. I love it too. And speaking of which…”

She slid out from under where she was supporting Dale’s head against her bosom, letting him ‘phlumph’ into the couch cushions. 

“Dale is mine, remember?”

Grasping Dale’s cock at the base she directed the glans away from where they warmed under Mona’s panting breaths and Pepper planted a loving smooch on the tip, then traced a line of kisses down the shaft, sure to involve her tongue along the way.

Mona at the same time tried to shoulder the younger woman out of the way, and tilting her head fought for some real estate to put her tongue on his flesh. As she was licking up and down one side, Pepper fought to get her tongue and lips across the other side. The two worked down to the base of the shaft in unison, then raced to see who could reach the tip in time to dominate it with a wet kiss.

They both tied for the finish as two sets of lips planted their slippery smooches across the sensitive glans, making Dale’s whole rod throb heavily in Pepper’s grip.

Aside from the feel and the wet sounds they were making, moaning against his cock, their tongues fighting over each other to catch the drops of precum forming at the tip, watching the mother and daughter work was equally amazing stuff. Each of the women pulled away only briefly to pull off their tops, then fight back in to get a little bit of his cock back into their mouths. Before long these two gorgeous large breasted ladies were worshipping his length bare chested with an enthusiasm he’d never seen anyone give any day to day task before.

And to think only a year ago he’d been a highschool nobody, missing out on his own prom because he was invisible to girls. How did he get so lucky with Pepper, and now her promiscuous MILF of a mother?

Pulling away and throwing her daughter a look, Mona seemed to psychically connect with the younger wolf as they grabbed their breasts and squished them around his erection. Their flesh was so soft, their fur just a little bit ticklish but slick with a mixture of saliva and his own excitement leaking out. Working in unison like before, they trapped him in a wonderfully tight but soft little crease where their tits met and started working him up and down.

He had to clench hard and think of his torturous first run through Dark Souls an how painful that game had been so he wouldn’t cum right away.

Feeling him pulse with a desperation to finish all across both of them, Mona offered no quarter. She was testing him after all, and cheekily snuck in a few licks as his tip emerged between her soft breasts. Much to her delight, he managed to hold back despite it all, making Pepper chuckle proudly.

Pulling away, she gave Pepper another nod. “I think we’ve tortured this poor dear enough, don’t you think?”

Pepper immediately jumped to her feet in a rush to undress. Her stretchy jeans peeled down her curvy hips and along her slender legs before she kicked them off, her panties following suit quickly.

As fast as she was though, Mona was faster. She hiked her skirt up over her hips and jumped on, revealing she wasn’t wearing any panties. She’d clearly planned for this. And leaving her daughter in her dust, she straddled Dale with one hand on his firm chest, the other directing the tip of his cock to her excited nether lips.

“Bitch!” Pepper cursed with a pout, earning a saucy wink from the older woman.

Then biting her bottom lip and rolling her eyes, she sank down, letting her folds part over that gorgeous throbbing rod. She could feel his pulse, warm and firm inside her velvety walls as she eased herself lower and lower, impaling herself at an agonizing pace.

Dale in the meantime dug his fingernails into the couch cushions as he watched his cock disappear into Mona’s slippery body. She was unbelievably tight for a woman who had a child. Almost as tight as Pepper. But she was just as warm and slippery, if not softer. She squeezed, and Mona’s lifetime of skills showed off in the rippling milking sensation that worked up and down his cock as she sank the last inch down. Feeling the weight of her firm globes settle in his lap as he hilted up inside her squirming body. And hearing that delightful sigh roll past Mona’s lips was a high he was pretty sure no drug could ever help him achieve.

Pepper in the meantime wasn’t going to be left out. Catching Dale by surprise, she threw a leg over his head, then eased the firm globes of her ass down on his face until she felt his warm lips touch the clammy, matted fur on her trembling quim.

Reaching up, he immediately knew the ropes, sinking his fingers into the wonderful curves of her firm ass, spreading them apart just a little more as his tongue delved into the wet folds of her pussy, searching for the sensitive little pearl of flesh that cried for his attention. The search wasn’t particularly long or complex, and he knew he hit the mark when Pepper gasped, reaching down and digging her nails into his chest right next to where Mona was gripping him tightly as well.

Her pussy rhythmically rippling and milking his length, Mona started to ride. Slowly and steady. She worked her hips back and forth, gyrating smoothly and just generally blowing Dale’s mind. Not even Pepper rode like that, as good as she was at it. And Mona’s enthusiasm translated into his tongue digging deeper into Pepper’s cunt, making her squeal.

As Pepper’s mouth fell open, Mona quickly leaned forward and kissed her daughter. Pepper’s eyes widened with uncertainty, and as she pulled back a little, Mona reached out and grabbed the back of her head, aggressively holding her in place as her tongue slipped into the younger wolf’s muzzle. Between the warm, motherly kiss and her beloved’s tongue working her slit back and forth, leaving no nook or crevasse in her pussy dry or unloved, Pepper’s eyes rolled and with a deep breath she just gave over to the pleasure. It just felt right.

When Mona finally pulled back though, her tongue still hanging out as she moaned into the air, a long string of drool connecting her mouth to Pepper’s, the young woman leered at her mother.

“Mom, you’re so weird,” she hissed between moans.

“Me being weird? Oh, hush. When you were – ah! – sixteen I caught you practicing – mmmhh~! – blowjobs on one of my butt-plugs.”

“I – ohmigosh! – I didn’t realise w-wha-… ohhh, fuuu-hhhck-kkk~! What it was at the time!” Pepper cried defensively.

Raising her eyebrows, Mona leaned in again. Only she held off just a little, puckering her lips, letting Pepper close the gap. And she took the bait without thinking. Despite her earlier complaints she eased forward, driven by Dale eating her just the way she liked it, and slid her tongue back into her mother’s lips.

Sighing as she pulled back again, Pepper said, “Are you done yet, mom? I want by boyfriend’s cock back.”

Mona snorted. “Don’t be – ahn~! – so selfish, girl. Le-let me enjoy this woooooonderful thing a little longer! You ca-hahh~! Can have him any time you want. I’ll only get – hmm~! – a go whenever you take the time to visit!”

It was at that point Dale realised this was not going to be a once off thing.

Lifting herself off of Dale’s mouth with a wet smack and a soft ‘ahn-nnn~!’ past her lips, Pepper pecked Mona on the lips soothingly.

“Don’t fret, mom,” she said as the older woman hilted herself down on Dale and held still, even while her pussy was still rippling and squeezing his length. “We have a long weekend to play, and it’s only Friday.”

Looking thoughtful for a moment, Pepper then added, “I actually want to try something.” Then darting forward she sent a hushed whisper into her mother’s ear.

She looked inquisitive for a moment, then almost like a switch was thrown Mona turned on her biggest smile, bouncing on Dale’s cock a few times, making her impressive rack bounce to mimic her excitement. 

“I love it, darling. Lets try that!”

Dale, on the other hand, was still very much out of the loop on what was happening and looked concerned. “What is happening right now? What are you planning to do to me?”

That was of course for them to know and for him to find out. So, climbing off their little boy-toy, the women seductively pulled Dale to his feet and guiding him, each with a hand wrapped around his cock, Pepper dominating the crown while Mona firmly held on to the base of the shaft, he was led up the stairs. Every few steps the women threw him excited looks, as if they could hardly wait and were just fighting the urge to drop right there and have him fuck them on the stairs.

Mona’s bedroom was as Dale fully expected it. Tidy, but not without a few sexy articles of lace underwear laying about, with a set of panties she’s probably made sure to specially remove for his arrival dangling from the inside doorknob, as if she’d hurriedly removed them on her way out as an afterthought. Dominating the space was her bed, the lush silky red sheets clashing severely with the plain aesthetic of the rest of the room, but that just made it all the more inviting.

With a push, Mona decked him onto the bed and he crawled back a little to centre himself, much to her approval.

“Good boy. Now you sit still and let us take care of the rest.”

Pepper crawled on to the bed after her mother, prowling in a predatory way that reminded Dale of the first time they’d had sex. The way she crawled forward, swaying her curvy hips from side to side with an elegant swish of her tail, and with that smile as the icing atop the sexy cake, there was no keeping Dale’s cock down. His member throbbed up into the air with anticipation.

Then his eyes moved to Mona, who was making the same motions. It was almost like she were the master, and Pepper had learned from the best. The two of them crawling towards him was almost enough to set him off then and there, and with another hard clench, his dick bobbed in the air and the small bead of precum that had been gathering at the tip rolled down the underside of his shaft.

“I’ve never seen a man more ready to cum in my life,” Mona whispered as she sat up and climbed over Dale. “Are you sure he’ll hold out?”

“Trust me. Dale can take it,” Pepper assured as she climbed on at the same time, interlocking her legs around Mona’s

At first Dale couldn’t get this head around what they were doing. Until their pussies smooshed wetly together with his cock firmly trapped between Pepper’s taught cleft and Mona’s pillowy labia. They scissored their lower bodies together, wrapping the outer lips of their pussies around his shaft so he could feel the soft, slippery flesh of both their intimate parts at the same time. He only had so much dick to go around, unfortunately. But this way both of them were grinding their clits on his hot throbbing rod at the same time, and he was undeniably in heaven as a result.

It was a performance he recalled as ‘tribadism,’ something he’d only ever seen browsing websites that had been wildly inappropriate for his age-group at the time. Only he’d never seen it done on a guy before.

Working in synchronous ease, the duo started to rise and fall. Mona bit her bottom lip, rolling her eyes while Pepper was openly panting and squealing.

“Omygosh, it’s grinding my clit,” she moaned. “It’s so good. Press harder, mommy.”

They were breathless in a moment, and Dale was right there with them as their thighs seemed to firm up and tighten the crevasse through which they massaged his cock. His crown popped out from between them each time with a wet little ‘shhlkk’ of their juices being massaged into his flesh like a salve.

“That’s good!” Mona breathed. “My little girl is so full of wonderful ideas!”

“I agree,” Dale groaned, clenching for a moment.

As he did, both women shuddered and paused their rise, before falling just short of the tip and trying to find their rhythm again. Dale clenched again, once again by accident as the feel of their soft clefts massaging him was making his balls churn with readiness. An ache, a deep primal need to release started forming at the base of his rod, drawing each spasm out for longer and longer.

Dale was cumming, and no amount of clawing at the soft bedsheets was going to stop him. But thankfully Mona and Pepper beat him to the punch.

“Darling, are you almost there?” Mona suddenly moaned.

“Yeah. You gonna cum with me?”

“God, yes, darling. Let’s do it together. Cum with me.” She reached over and Pepper grasped her hand tightly as she counted back from three.

Pepper’s face was a mask of concentration before her eyes rolled and her body began to tremble. A wet moan matching the wet gush emanating from her nethers joined with Mona’s dignified cry rolling past her smiling lips. Both women, hand-in-hand, squirted all over the new favourite family past-time.

There was no keeping Dale from the inevitable, not with the slippery warmth cascading down his shaft and dribbling from his balls. He clenched one more time, and as the duo fell to wrap their pussies around the base of his cock, he came like he’d just hilted inside Pepper’s… well, wherever she wanted it. She was no stranger to clutching him tightly so he spurted up against her cervix, and she’d suckled him down to the base as he came in the past, with nothing to hold on to but her hair as she sucked every drop of cum down her gullet. She’d even knelt in front of him before, working her slender hands up and down his rod until he decorated her face, marking the young woman as his property with his seed.

These ropes of cum shooting into the air were equal opportunity, landing all over both Mona and Pepper. One draped itself across mona’s breasts and dribbled down across her nipple, with more long ribbons drawing wavy lines down her flat belly and across her mons.

Pepper caught one across her muzzle and her dexterous tongue reached up to taste some of it. More dribbled into her cleavage, and decorated her mid-riff like with her mother.

And before long, as if knowing who it really belonged to, his exhausted cock went limp and flopped over to one side, draped onto Pepper’s belly.

Mona moaned in time with Pepper as the warm, slippery cum coated her fur. Long ropes of the stuff, ran down her body, the gooey, satisfying result of her actions. She bathed in his seed as if bathing in success, letting him shower her wonderful job with warm, sticky praise.

Cumming so hard all over her was the highest praise a virile young man could give the older wolfess. She wasn’t deluded, even though she was only in her late thirties, she knew she wasn’t exactly in her prime anymore. But it was very nice to know she could give make the next generation just as hard as the men in her own generation.

“Ooohhh, God. Look at all that cum,” Mona crooned. “I bet it feels amazing to have all that explode inside you. It’s probably like a geyser erupting in your womb!”

Pepper giggled. “That’s exactly what it’s like. I love it every time Dale fills me up. I just can’t get enough of it.”

“I’m so jealous.” Sternly she suddenly sat up and threw them both a very seriously look. “I must insist on getting a creampie next.”

“Something for us to try later when Dale recovers,” Pepper said, leaning over and licking up a small stream of cum that had draped itself over Mona’s nipple. “We have all weekend after all.”

Smiling, Mona returned the favour. Sinking onto her hands and knees, she ran her tongue from Pepper’s pussy, up through her fur gathering as much of Dale’s cum as she could, and with the human watching, swallowed it down greedily.

It was when she moved back down to do the same for Dale’s cock when she froze, staring with wide-eyed delight. 

“I think, darling, our sweet Dale doesn’t need to recover.”

Her pupils dilated, following the bob of Dale’s cock as it stood perfectly to attention once more, just watching Mona work on cleaning her daughter, and anticipating he might get the same treatment. 

Giggling, Pepper lowered her face down beside her mother’s, whispering proudly, “That’s my man.”

While Pepper licked him from base to tip, Mona worked her way from the glans downward, swirling her tongue over the top a moment before racing down, then back up to meet Pepper’s lips for a kiss. Their tongues slid around to battle over one another; his cock still trapped in their crossfire. Neither woman showed any signs of slowing or losing their enthusiasm, and the way they went at it, moaning as they suckled, it wouldn’t be long before Dale quenched their thirst.

This was indeed going to be one hell of a long weekend.