“Yes, can I help you?”
The question came from a pleasant looking wolfess standing in the door of her suburban house and rocking a noticeable baby-bump. Ashley gave her a bright smile as she stood there in a burgundy tank-top stretched tight around perky vulpine breasts and a short black skirt showing quite a lot of long, slender leg.
“I think so. I’m looking for Hugh Larson?”
“Hugh… oh, you’re the escort!” the housewife’s face furrowed and then broke in a smile as her ears perked through her hair. “Come in, come in… ooohhh, look at you! You’re gorgeous!”
“Thanks…” the vixen replied, dragging a travel case behind her as she came in. “I’m Ashley…”
“Penelope. But you can call me Pennny…” replied the wolfess. “Hugh and Bobby are upstairs, they’ve been practically bouncing with excitement for days now.” the bubbly lupine matron added. “I hope they’ll behave when they actually see you…”
“I’m sure they’ll be fine. I know how to deal with enthusiastic boys…” the vixen replied. “They’ve hired me for the whole weekend, which usually means I spend the night, but I always like to square this with the parents. Not that I don’t trust kids when they say they have their mom and dad’s permission, but…” she trailed off and the two women shared a giggle.
“Yes, we’re all set for a sleepover. Hugh’s bed isn’t enough to actually sleep three people, but the couch folds out into a nice and spacious bed, so we’ll set that up by bedtime.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t want to put you through the trouble, in your condition…” Ashley said, but the momma-wolf just waved her concern away.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got a big bad wolf somewhere in the house who’ll do the heavy lifting. Besides, I’m still quite spry. It’s the last two weeks that are a real pain in the tail, just in case you’re wondering.”
“Thanks for the heads up. It’s a little early for me to really start thinking about it, but it’s not too early to get tips from experienced moms.”
“So am I to take it I won’t be a grandma by the time you leave?” The she-wolf asked with a giggle. Contraception was 100% secure these days, and along with STD’s going the way of the dinosaur was a reason why professions like Ashley's had gone mainstream. It was the same wave of sex-positivity that had rolled back the age of consent.
“Well, between you and me - I am. But the boys did pay for the bareback package, so don’t tell them that. I find they get the most excited when they don’t know for a fact if they’re breeding me or not…” she said, and the two shared another giggle.
“Now follow me upstairs and I’ll announce a ‘visitor’. I want to see my boy’s face when you walk in…” Penny said, and the two females grinned as they quietly made their way up the stairs. The door was closed and video game sound-effects mingled with excited pubescent shouts indicated the boys were behind it. Penelope put a finger to her lips as Ashley stood to the side so she wouldn’t be visible when the door opened.
“Hugh honey, you have a visitor. I think it’s one of the girls from your class…” the wolfess said, trying to keep a straight face as she entered the room.
“Well if it’s Gwen you can tell her I didn’t take her stupid fidget…” the petulant wolf began but stopped dead in his sentence when Ashley stepped into the doorframe, resting a hand against it as she cocked her hip.
“...sp-spinner…” the lupine tween muttered, his brain dumping out the rest of the sentence even though his expression suggested no brain activity. The colt sitting on the floor wore a matching expression, and the wolfess could no longer contain her giggles.
“Moooom! I can’t believe you…” Hugh whined as he jumped up from the bed and flung away his phone, with Bobby following his example as they stood straight. They must have put some thought into what posture they’d assume when they first met her, and the planning was dashed by the mischievous momma-wolf.
“Sorry honey, I couldn’t resist! but don’t worry, I’ll get out of your hair and let you boys have fun. Now you two be nice to Ashley! and pay attention to what she says! You’ll have girlfriends soon enough and this is a chance for you two to learn how to treat them right.”
“Fine, mom! Now go… please?” Hugh pleaded, his petulant demand turning into a whine when a strong tone failed to move the pregnant wolfess.
“All right, hon. Have fun!” Linda cooed and to the relief of the two horny boys walked out and closed the door behind her.
This wasn’t a completely blind ‘date’. The boys had obviously had a look through her portfolio before hiring her, and she’d done a video call with them before taking the job. The two twelve-year-olds were as cute in person as they’d been on the screen - with his mom gone, Hugh was puffing himself up as much as he could, standing as straight as the erection tenting his shorts. By contrast, the bay colt next to him was slouching, and either avoiding eye-contact or too captivated by Ashley’s breasts to look up. Equine hard-ons always took longer, but she could tell by the outline of his right pants–leg that he was dropping.
“Parents, huh?” she said with a conspiratorial wink. “Pleased to meet you, Hugh, Billie…” she said, shaking each boy’s hand. “Now before we get started could you just open your apps so I can clock in?” she asked. The boys fumbled with their phones, and once she’d scanned each of their QR codes Ashley was officially on the job. A job she loved, and that with a year’s worth of experience she knew quite well. Even the prospect of being a love-toy for two virgin boys didn’t daunt her as she sat on the edge of the bed, patting the spots on either side of her. The two boys sat down, close enough for their thighs to touch the vixen’s own.
“Don’t get shy on me. It’s okay to touch…” she said, demonstrating the point by placing a hand on Billy’s knee and running it up his thigh, almost but not quite grazing the outline of the equine cock that had probably reached its full length, but had yet to firm up. The colt struck her as the shy one of the two even though he really didn’t have any reason to be. The suspicion was confirmed by the way he froze by the time her hand reached the top of his thigh, and she knew that he’d need coaxing in order to have a fun weekend.
Hugh was a different case. The boy was even now mimicking what she was doing to his friend, trying to seem confident even though the hand he was running up her bare thigh was trembling a little. Boys like him had ways of drawing attention to themselves when they wanted it and tended to prefer pursuit rather than being pursued. For Ashley, it was an ideal situation - two headstrong boys might get into quarrels competing for her attention, and two shy ones would be a lot of work. The colt worked up the courage and looked up at her before he laid a hand on the thin, stretchy top that exposed a lot of her budding cleavage and failed to hide her nipples. The moan she gave was honest, if a little over the top, considering that the colt was just resting his trembling hand against the perky vulpine mound. But it was enough to encourage the shy boy into giving her a gentle squeeze, his eyes glazing as he watched the supple flesh yield to his grasping fingers.
Not to be undone, Hugh laid his free hand on her other boob, going so far as to slip his paw under her top to touch her bare breast. Ashley smiled as she thrust her chest out. The wolf boy was as precocious and competitive as she guessed, and would invariably try to one-up his shy friend. From her experience with virgin boys this age, she knew that things wouldn’t take long to escalate in the most delicious way.
“You boys wanna see them?” she asked for the sake of asking. Even before the two pubescents nodded she was reaching for her top, pulling it over her head and exposing her breasts. Judging by her mom’s bust, Ashley knew that she was still very much a growing girl, but couldn’t deny that her teen tits were beautiful even though they weren’t fully grown. They were firm and didn’t really need a bra, and had a delightful upward tilt she knew she’d lose once they filled out into a proper pair of vixen-milkies.
“They’re awesome…” Hugh gasped with his eyes wide. Not very inspired, but the tone of his voice suggested he really was awed.
With her cream-furred chest bare, her light-pink nipples became the focus of the boys’ attention. First it was just little pokes and motions that traced the rim where her areola met fur. Then came the pinches - too gentle for her taste, but she loved the way virgin boys wound up teasing her by being cautious and a little clumsy. Unsurprisingly, Hugh was the first to trail his paw along the inside of her thigh, and when he began to move under her skirt Ashley opened her legs to give him better access. She could obviously feel the moment his fingers found bare skin down there, but anyone watching the wolf boy would have known the moment he touched her pussy just by the wide-eyed look on his face.
“Wow…”
“Your first time touching a girl down there?” Ashley asked, savoring the tentative brush of the lupine boy’s fingers.
“Well my mom showed me hers to teach me about a woman’s parts and she let me touch her, but…” he trailed off, and Ashley knew what was meant. Show and tell was one thing meant to educate a child and sate their curiosity. But this was something else. This was the first step on their journey to manhood, and when Hugh summoned the courage to push a finger into her slick honeypot, she was sure he’d never done that to his mom.
“Dude…it’s so wet and hot…”
“C-can I…” Bobby asked, and after the vixen nodded the bay colt wasted no time, pushing a hoof-nailed finger alongside his friends. While the boys fingered her, Ashley lifted her short skirt like a curtain, letting them see her teen pussy opening up to their curious fingers.
“And we can really cum… you know… inside?” asked the colt.
“You paid extra for the bareback package, so yeah - you can shoot inside me as much as you want.”
“But does that mean we’ll get you pregnant?” Hugh asked, and Ashley tried not to laugh as the boy’s tail wagged behind him.
“Mmmmmaaaaaybeeeeee…” she crooned, putting all of her vulpine impishness into the reply as the boys giggled. “That’s what happens if you leave birth control up to the girl - it’s her responsibility, but it also becomes her choice. You have to trust her, and how much can you really trust a vixen?” she said, and she could tell by the tenting shorts that the boys were turned on by the idea of knocking up their rent-a-vixen. “Although I’m not sure my boobies are big enough to feed a kit yet…”
“I bet they are!” Hugh insisted.
“Really? Well, how about we have a little practice run… “She suggested, grabbing the pillow and tossing it behind her before leaning back against it. Her pink nipples were stiff enough that the boys didn’t need any more prompting than that. Each one rested against one side of the vulpine teen, their hands still exploring her sex as she held them close until their mouths closed on the puffy nubs.
Ashley let out a long, low moan that had the boy’s ears perking as they began to suckle on her nipples. The fact that they weren’t getting any milk didn’t seem to disappoint them as each one began to experiment with little kisses, gentle pinches and just flicking the tips of their tongues over the rubbery nubs. Ashley’s nipples were quite sensitive and having both of her teen tits nursed on was getting her wet even though her hands were nowhere near her crotch. She was stroking the back of each boy’s head, letting them rile her up while they indulged their curiosity. Virgin boys were her favorite and her speciality and she felt it was her duty to make their first time as special as she could. That meant taking things as slow as possible - letting them stare, letting them explore, encouraging their eager fumbling with sighs, moans and giggles.
“Mhhh, you boys are doing a great job, but I’m just not buying you as babies… you feel more like a couple of young daddies to me…” the vixen purred, shifting her legs a little so that her thighs would rub against the erections straining against each of the boys’ shorts.
“I… I think your boobies are totally big enough…” Billy said, pausing long enough to speak before latching back onto the wet vulpine nipple. Ashley sighed when he did, savoring what lips designed to pluck grass could do to her sensitive nub.
“Yeah, you should totally let us breed you! I bet… I bet the first time I knot you, you’ll end up carrying a wolf pup!” Hugh boasted, making little humping motions against the vixen’s leg.
“Knock-knock!” came the singsong voice of a wolfess who was opening the door without the courtesy of actually knocking, laden with a tray and three gasses of orange juice. “I thought… of for heaven’s sake! You boys know you haven’t hired a wetnurse, right?” the momma-wolf chided, and Ashley couldn’t help but giggle at the sound of two mouths pulling off her breasts loud enough to pop.
“Moooooom!” Hugh groaned, folding his ears back petulantly.
“Sorry sweetie, but you two were so excited about today that I was sure you’d be getting dehydrated by now…” the wolfess teased.
“They were just trying to prove to me that my boobs are big enough for me to nurse babies…” she said, reaching down to idly fondle the boy’s erections through the fabric of their shorts.
“Oh, I can’t bear to watch! Mine have been swollen since this morning and if I see someone nursing I’m sure I’ll start leaking.”
“You’re lactating already?” Ashley asked, getting a nod from the wolfess who took a seat in her son’s computer chair, who didn’t seem thrilled that his mom was getting comfortable.
“It was the same when I was expecting Hugh…” the momma-wolf confided.
“Well it wouldn’t be a problem if dad would let us nurse!” Hugh complained with a huff and Ashley couldn’t help but giggle.
“I feel like there’s a story there…” the vixen coaxed.
“No, just tween drama. My husband thinks these two will never become men if they don’t leave some childish habits behind…”
“But he suckles from you!” Hugh insisted, railing at the hypocrisy of adults.
“Honey, you’ve seen me and daddy make love enough times to know that he’s very much a man. If he wasn’t you wouldn’t be here sulking at me…” the wolfess chirped.
“Do they get chapped when you’re nursing?” Ashley asked, genuinely curious. While she wasn’t ready to become a mom this weekend she felt like it was only a few years away, and was curious about what she could look forward to.
“Well when you start lactating they turn dark… like this…” she said, pushing the neckline of her stretchy top down and freeing two heavy lupine mounds. Each areola was slightly shiny and the rich brown of good chocolate. “It’s kind of nature’s chapstick and some women have told me that it was enough to do the trick, but after a few months of nursing Hugh I had to moisturize…”
“I dunno… I don’t like the idea of my baby sucking down any chemicals…” Ashley said, getting up and examining the bared lupine bosom more closely.
“Oh, you don’t have to! I just used a little bit of coconut butter - all natural! My hubby used to joke that I might as well rub in some pineapple juice and rum and serve pina coladas!”
“I’ll have to remember that…” Ashley said, absentmindedly running a finger along one dark areola. The wolfess’ nipple immediately jutted out and white milk began to bead on the stiff nub. “Sorry. Would you mind if I…” she trailed off, her question quite obvious by the way she was staring at the older woman’s breast.
“Oh, I wouldn’t mind at all, but I’m not the one paying for your time…” the wolfess said, smiling as he gestured towards the two boys sitting on the bed with two very obvious tents in their shorts.
“How about it guys? Do you mind watching while I get a little drink?” she asked, knowing the answer by the dazed, slack-jawed looks on the two faces. Watching two women like this would be tempting enough, but Ashley wasn’t about to neglect her responsibilities. She laid her hands on the arm-rests of the chair and leaned down until her muzzle was an inch away from the leaky lupine nipple. Bent over the momma-wolf’s breast she parted her legs a little, arched her back and raised her tail. As she took the nub into her mouth she heard the gasps of the two boys now facing a perfectly heart-shaped ass, with both Ashley’s pink tail-hole and her wet vixen-pussy on full display.
The moment her lips formed a seal around the lupine nipple she felt a warm, sweet trickle against her tongue. Ashley didn’t need to fake her muffled moan as she closed her eyes and nursed on the wolfess in a way she was sure Hugh never had. The vixen’s tongue teased and flicked at the leaky nub of stiff yet supple flesh, her mouth filling with the sweet lupine milk until she had to swallow.
Penny was happy just to let her suckle and stroke her hair, and it didn’t take long for her to feel curious little hands all over her perky ass. For a while they seemed thrilled just to palm, touch and grope her bouncy behind, but soon enough fingers began to drift towards the patch covered in neither orange nor creamy fur. She felt the dull stubby claws against her pristine pink flesh, and wasn’t surprised it was Hugh taking the initiative.She caught his gasp as his paw-pads slid across the silken skin of her labia, knowing that they would come away wet with the intoxicating musk of a teen vixen. And while the wolf boy was still working up the courage to slip a digit into her, she felt hoof-nailed fingers cross the little tuft of pubic fur and settle on her hood. Two fingers rubbed up and down the little pink fold, making her moan into the lupine tit and wondering if Billy's mom, aunt or sister had taught the shy colt how to push a girl’s button.
Hugh finally worked up the nerve to slip his fingers in and Ashley felt her big bushy tail shudder as the boy slipped two fingers between her dripping labia and into the snug, wet heat of her teen sex. She’d have to warn him to start with one when he was with a girl his age, but he was horny enough that her vulpine pussy eagerly welcomed the two curious digits.
The room was quiet enough that every little noise - the sighs and muted moans of the two females, the excited gasps of the still virgin boys - could be easily heard. Even the little noises like the squelch of Hugh’s fingers and the soft suckling sounds of Ashley’s nursing  were reaching perked ears that swiveled to catch every little sound.
The boys didn’t know how to make her cum with their hands, even though they would be the time the weekend was done. But for amateur virgins they were doing an amazing job of riling the vulpine teen up. On some unspoken agreement Hugh pulled his fingers out just as the blunt, hoof-nailed digits of his coltish friend slipped in. Ashley couldn’thelp but smile around the lupine nipple she was nursing on as she caught the sound of Hugh licking his fingers clean.
“Oh, look at him go! And he’s usually such a fussy eater…” the wolfess said with a giggle.
“Mooom!” the little wolf whined, and Ashley suspected she knew how to get the lupine boy out of his sulk.
“Huhg, come here for a sec…” she beckoned, latching onto the wolfess’ other nipple as her petulant son came up beside her. She took a good pull and let the sweet milk fill her mouth before lifting her head and pressing her muzzle to Hugh’s.
It all happened in a split second but Penny must have seen it judging by her ‘Awwww!’ - the boy’s face going from frowning, to wide eyed and finally glazed and dazed as he melted into what Ashley suspected was his first real kiss. A kiss made all the more special because the vixen was sharing some of his momma’s milk with him, pushing the sweet taste of it into his mouth along with her tongue. She twisted it around his mouth before pulling it back, and the wolf’s instinct kicked in. His own tongue followed hers and Ashley was sure his tail was wagging as he kissed her back with the clumsy passion of a boy eager to let go of his virginity. When hooof-nailed fingers were pulled from her sex, Ashley guessed that Bobby had seen the whole thing and was eager for a taste of his own. Penny giggled as the vixen re-loaded her muzzle with lupine breastmilk before pulling the colt in for a kiss. His shyness made him even clumsier than Hugh, but with that long muzzle and those supple grazing-lips she knew she’d make a great kisser out of him by the end of the weekend.
“Ooohhhh, thank you! I feel like a wight has been lifted from my chest…” the wolfess said with a giggle, stuffing her lupine boobies back into her stretchy shirt as Ashley broke her kiss with Bobby, leaving the colt slack-jawed and dazed. “Let me just hug my puppy one last time before you make a man out of him…” she said, wrapping her arms around Hugh and pressing his face to her chest.
“Moooom!” the wolf boy groaned, loud enough to be heard even with the fluffy lupine cleavage muffling him. Penelope smiled and gave him a warm, loving look even as he pouted up at her before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.
“Your mom’s cool…” Ashley said, sitting back on the bed and patting the two spots on either side of her. The boys hesitated less than a second before sitting down close to the naked vixen. “And you two look just about ready to pop..” she mused, unbuttoning both of the boys’ shorts and pulling the zippers down simultaneously. With nothing but thin boxer shorts hiding their erections, she had a good idea of what she had to look forward to. The tapered cock of her little lupine lover was already pointing up and coloring the blue boxers and even darker shade as the leaking pre spread in a stain centered on the peak of his tent. Billy’s colt-cock had dropped down one trouser leg, so it took a little pulling on his shorts to get it free.
“Mmmmhhhh, you boys look ready to tear me up…” she said in the sort of sweet, sultry tone that vixens always made such good use of. She just teased each cock, training under thin fabric stretched enough to leave little to the imagination. But a little proved too much for the colt - just a brush of the back of her hand had Billy groaning as the equine tip flared. Ashley was a little surprised, but recovered quickly enough. She managed to get down on her knees but there was no time to free the equine erection from the boy’s boxers. She saw the shaft twitch and saw the thick white goo surge through the thin, taut fabric of his undies. Never one to let a boy's load go to waste, Ashley pressed her muzzle to the wet patch of cotton and eagerly sucked out a sweet young load of colt-cum, tainted just a little by what she suspected was a lavender fabric softener. Once the flow tapered off, she helped Bobby shimmy out of his shorts and now quite wet boxers.
“Hhhaa…hhaaahhh… s-sorry, I… I couldn’t help it…”
“Awww, don’t be, honey! A young stud like you’s got plenty more where that came from. Besides, I need you boys to pop at least once before we get to the main event.”
“I don’t know why you’re so awkward about cumming fast. Dude, you’re a stallion, you should act like it sometimes…” advised the wolf as Ashley fished his panting friend’s softening cock out of his boxers.
“I think he’s just pretending to be shy. You know, to get girls to drop their guard around him…” teased the vixen, drawing a smile from the bashful colt before she licked his now floppy length clean. It had gone soft, but it wasn’t in a hurry to slide back into the boy’s sheath. These boys were in the first wild rush of puberty, and while they were sure to have short fuses their recovery periods would be even shorter.
“There – all clean. Now let me check out the big bad wolf…” she purred, helping Hugh shimmy out of his shorts and boxers.
She could tell why he was a little envious of his equine friend, but the rosy length of canine cock staring her in the face was promising enough to make Ashley chew her lip. She spared a glance at two plump balls in a snow-white sheath and knew that the boys must have been saving up to impress her. No wonder poor Billy had shot so soon, and even though Hugh was acting like a little alpha, she could tell by the bulge in his white sheath that he wasn’t far off. She pulled the fluffy covering down to let his growing knot pop out, careful not to touch the two lumps on either side of his erection more than she had to.
For most males the tip of their cock was the most sensitive part, but for canines like Hugh it was that special lump that was meant to seal a bitch up while she took her male’s load. The vixen closed her eyes and pressed her muzzle to the rosy shaft, moaning softly as she savored the fresh enticing scent of a pubescent boy. Her ears swiveled to catch Hugh’s glance, and she knew that the little wolf wouldn’t outlast his equine friend by much.
She could have popped him right then and there – her hand squeezing his knot would do it even without her taking his wolfhood into her mouth. But the vixen was a showman and she had a genetic predisposition to mischief and teasing. She ran her tongue up and down the length, brushing her whiskers against the throbbing lupine erection as she let the boy’s pre soak into the fur of her muzzle. She gave the tapered tip little kisses, and sometimes twirled her tongue around it but didn’t slide her mouth down just yet. Billy’s eyes were glued to the show while Hugh himself looked dazed as he gripped his sheets.
Her hands were resting on the wolf’s thighs and she could feel how tense they were. Strong too. The boys were young but looked fit and healthy, in the perfect shape to make good use of a vixen escort staying over for the weekend. It took Ashley next to no time to leave Hugh’s twitching cock glistening, the boy’s tummy quivering as he fought against his instinct. For all the sulky, bratty sass he gave his momma, the boy had quite a bit of discipline, and it was tempting to see how far she could take him.
But the vixen showed mercy and pressed her lips to the tapered tip. A gasp was torn from the little wolf’s throat as her muzzle opened and he took him smooth and deep. She began to suckle and a second or two later had the canine erection twitching against her tongue. She laid one hand under Hugh’s pouch while the other one wrapped tight around his knot as the boy let out a cute little howl Ashley was sure his mother would hear, sending the first squirt of puppy-batter down the vixen's gullet.
Unlike the thick gooey torrents of his equine friend, a canine orgasm was a lot easier to keep up with. Ashley suckled the boy in much the same way she’d suckled his mother minutes earlier, and savored Hugh’s milk as much as she did that of the wolfess. She stroked his little balls and squeezed his knot in time to the throbs, moaning softly around the red rod pumping a lupine load down her throat. He’d lasted a few minutes, and once she felt his flow taper down to weak squirts she made a show of letting the tip rest on her tongue as he painted it white. And once that was done, she gave the lupine cock a kiss and released him.
“So, I don’t want to rush you boys… this is a big step for you and all that… but you’ve gotten me really horny and I feel like I’m just going to go crazy if I don’t get something nice and hard pumping right… down...here!” she said, standing in front of the boys and trailing a hand down until it was spreading her dripping vixen-hole. Billy was physically ready to do the deed, but she wanted to make sure the shy colt was ready to become a stallion.
“How about it Billy? Want to show me what a stud you can really be?” Ashley cooed, leaning over the boy and planting a kiss on his lips. Her hair fell on either side of his face like a curtain laced with the vixen’s scent, and when she pulled away the look on his face was all the answer she needed.
She made herself comfortable on Hugh’s bed, piling the pillows against the headrest and reclining with her slender legs wide open. Billy scrambled onto the bed and had nearly gotten his cock in when his shyness kicked in. She took hold of his shaft just behind the tip she knew would flare wildly when he came, but that was now just cutely blunt. She rubbed it up and down her sex, letting the boy feel her inner petals against his glans before it sank into her.
“Hugh, wanna help open me up?” she asked, and asking was all it took. Hugh seemed to take his duties very seriously, using both of his hands to spread the vixen’s pussy as wide as he could while Ashley guided the colt’s flare to the dripping pink honeypot.
“Push, baby…” she husked into Billy’s ear, and with a buck and a gasp the colt shoved his tip into the slick warmth of the teen vixen. “Mhhhh, I’ve got you sweetie, I’ve got you…” she crooned, moving her hands to the colt’s firm young rump and gently easing him deeper in.
She didn’t need to look to her left to know what expression Hugh would be wearing as he watched his friend lose his virginity inch by inch. She let Billy rest his head against her chest as she savored the feel of a firm colt-cock sliding into her, the wet vulpine cunny wrapping lovingly around the boy’s erection as every vein and ridge tickled her silken walls. There was something thrilling about the glass-smooth cock of a canine that her foxy-pussy responded to, but she couldn’t deny how stimulating the equine texture was to her.
She felt the tip push against her cervix just before she felt Billy’s crotch touch hers. He was hilted and straining her just a little which as far as she was concerned was a perfect fit. She stroked the boy’s dark mane as he nuzzled her perky breasts, letting him get used to having a vixen wrapped around every inch of his cock. She could read his mood by the tension in the boyish butt she was still groping, from the first rigid tensing to the way it relaxed and only clenched when his stallionhood flexed inside her.
The boy seemed content to just stay buried and let her vixen-pussy hug him, and Ashley had to admit it was wonderful just to feel the heartbeat of the colt nuzzling her tits while she played with his mane. But there was her other client to consider. Hugh wasn’t impatient yet and showed no envy as he stared at his friend moaning softly in the vixen’s embrace. His wolf-dick had slipped half-way back into his sheath, but she got the feeling that he would be ready to go soon, and she needed to have Billy at least close to his peak by then.
A few minutes ticked by after which both her nipples were shiny with equine saliva and her vulpine love-tunnel had adjusted perfectly to the stud invading it, enough that some vigorous bucking was going to be just the ticket. She started things off by humping against the boy, grinding and swiveling her hips that made his equine erection stir and rub inside her. The silken friction of a wet, tight pussy was a siren call that beckoned even to virgins like Billy. His boyish but, still firmly in the palms of the vixen’s hands, began to rise and fall as inches of firm, throbbing colt sawed in and out of her stuffed slit.
“Mhhhh, just like that lover… Come on Billy, don’t hold back. Show me what a stud you are…” she cooed, her muzzle close enough to the colt’s big, perked ears for her breath to tickle it.
“You heard her Billy – give it to her!”
She wasn’t sure if it was her encouragement or Hugh’s, but something did the trick. With some reluctance, Ashley released the boy’s firm buns so that he could take her at his own pace. After encouraging his friend the wolf beside her had gone silent, making every equine gasp and every squelch of a well-stuffed vulpine cunny clearly audible to all three of them. It was mostly just her juices and the boy’s pre getting churned out of her, the soft creamy fur surrounding her sex soaking up some of the mess while the rest trickled across her pink tail-hole.
Billy took his time pulling out, making her pussy cling and allowing her to savor every vein and ridge on the equine shaft. The medial ring was always a delight – not as much of a thrill as a knot slipping in and out but just pronounced enough to give her little vixen-buzzer a flick. And while his pullouts were slow, every time Billy drove into her it was in a sharp and sudden jab that seemed to surprise even him. It was an instinctive, almost springlike movement of a virgin colt, but these weren’t the old days when virgins were completely clueless. Even children’s cartoons had sex scenes these days because any kind of education worked best on kids when smuggled into entertainment.
A minute into their lovemaking and Billy got enough of a grip on his body to thrust smoothly in and out. He braced his hands against the bed and lifted himself off her enough to give her a glimpse of his cock – mottled an almost black brown and a cute fleshy pink and looking delicious as it glistened, polished on every stroke by her vulpine pussy. Every now again he would throb inside her and his tip had flared just enough to make the ridge along its rim rub her in just the right way.
It was enough, more than enough for a vixen in her prime who’d been horny before she even knocked on the front door. But Ashley was holding back, both for her sake and the boy’s. She knew it wouldn’t take long Bobby’s smooth strokes were once again getting hard and jerky as instinct rose up the need to rut and breed the tight, wet cunny clinging to his stallionhood. When his eyes became glassy she pulled him down on top of her, nestling his head between her breasts. His muzzle was close enough that she was tempted to kiss him, but the poor boy needed what little breath he could catch.
His tail was waving up and down as his coltish ass rose and fell, pulling as much of his cock out before driving it back in. She imagined his sack – dark, smooth, plump and by now no doubt glistening with their combined mess. The growing flare deep inside her hinted that the pouch was about to get just a little lighter as Billy grunted and groaned with exertion. When he drove into her she couldn’t resist a grope, laying her hands on his butt and holding him tight against her. She could feel his cheeks clench as well as his cock flex, the exertions that announced the first spurt of colt-cum well before it hit her cervix.
The physical sensation of being ‘bred’, combined with the knowledge that Billy was leaving some of his innocence inside her pushed the vixen over. A shuddering moan left her parted lips, her body wrapping tight around her little stud as she began to milk him. With a vixen pulsing around his spurting erection, Billy was so lost to the world that a bucket of ice-water wouldn’t have budged him, but even in the throes of climax Ashley was aware of the wolf boy silently watching them, and made sure to be vocal and not to hide her face from the curious pup’s gaze. When Billy caught his breath she gave the boy a kiss – deep and gentle – and held him until she felt the flow of his cum ebb. The tip stayed flared even as it went soft along with the rest of the colt’s cock, and she savored the way it rubbed along her sensitive walls as it snaked lazily out. When it finally popped it was followed by a gush of thick equine seed, and Ashley made a note to tell the boys to help Penny with the laundry. With his cock free, Billy rolled off her and the satisfied vixen pushed her hand between her legs, playing with her messy slit as the boys stared at the gooey mess.
“Awesome! You really gave it to her!” Hugh said, his tail wagging as he watched the vixen’s fingers dip in and out, following them to her muzzle as she licked some of Billy’s cum off the supple digits.
“Yeah, he showed me what a stud he is. Now are you gonna show me how an alpha does it, or would you rather I wash up?”
“I wanna go right now! I bet you’ll look even hotter with twice the mess in you…” the pup insisted, tail lashing the air behind him and his ears perked up. Ashley wasn’t sure if he really wanted to see her drenched or if he was just impatient, but she certainly didn’t mind.
“Good! You boys can help me shower after you really mess me up…” she said with a wink before grabbing her legs behind the knees and pulling them up and out. “This will make it easier for your knot to slip in and out.” she explained.
“But isn’t it supposed to stay in?” Hugh asked as he took position.
“Near the end – yeah. I definitely wanna feel you tie me before you give me that puppy-batter…” the vixen purred, reaching out to stroke the rosy shaft sliding out of Hugh’s snowy sheath. “But you want to get some good humping in before that. Now, if you’ve ever watched your dad and your mom…” she said with a wink. Kids are still told that it’s not polite to peep on people who aren’t having sex in public, but most everyone knows there’s no way to really keep children from spying on their parents. “...you may have noticed that a canine male will just fuck their bitch with the shaft, and only start pushing the knot in when they’re both close. But since I’m bigger than you, the better way to do it is with me spreading myself wide like this. That way your knot is going to pump in and out of me while you hump, right until the point it gets really, really big and stays put.”
“Oh, right. I knew that!” the pup lied glibly and shuffled forward on his knees.
While canine cocks weren’t as showy as what stallions dangled between their legs, they had a wonderfully practical design when it came to the tip. No matter how small or tight the hole, that tapered tip would easily poke against it and spread it open for the rest of the smooth, slick shaft. After being rutted by Billy the vixen wasn’t too tight to really need the help, but there was something elegant about how easily Hugh’s tip found her entrance and wedged in.
The brasher of the two boys didn’t even pause to say goodbye to his virginity, pushing his hips with such force that he both hilted himself in the surprised vixen and flopped over onto her. There was a squelch as the still tiny knot sank in, and the invading length of puppy-meat pushed out some of the colt’s load. Hugh didn’t mind, or maybe didn’t even notice his friend’s load splashing over his fluffy sack, the boy’s whimper making it clear just how overwhelmed he was to feel a vulpine pussy clamping down on him.
Hugh didn’t need to be prompted or teased into moving. Even buried as deep inside Ashley as he could reach he was grinding against her, stirring the mess in the vixen’s sex before his humping instincts kicked in. Ashley gave her wolf a little growl to get him in the right mood, holding herself open as she prepared to get knot-fucked by the gray-furred pup. Hugh’s cock wasn’t as long or thick as his equine friends so there was no flare poking at her womb, but when the little nut at the base of his cock started pistoning in and out of her, Ashley didn’t care.
For canine cocks the main attraction was never deep inside. Right now it was her cum-smeared lips getting stimulated as the tiny bulge rubbed them on every plunge and tug, not to mention the way the pup’s knot flicked at her clit as he found his rhythm. And when he was near the finish line the swelling knot would bear down on her G-spot the way no other cock could. Hugh lifted his chest off of hers, managing to get a little more leverage as he deepened his thrusts. His eyes were glued to the teen tits bouncing as he humped into the vixen, and a few moments later Ashley was moaning happily as the boy’s paws came down on her perky mounds, groping her as the little wolf huffed and puffed.
“Mnnnooouuhyeah… just like that…” she moaned, her words and the tone of voice spurring her little lupine lover.
Without even realizing it, Hugh was picking up speed, his strokes growing a little shorter as the thrusting devolved into the distinctly canine humping. His knot still wasn’t big enough to slow him down, let alone tie, but there was a delicious little tug of war going on down there that both of them could feel. The colt’s load was almost completely churned out, a warm gooey mess now soaking into the base of Ashley’s tail as what remained served as excellent lube. The room was filling with the smell of sex and judging by how Hugh’s nostrils were flaring he was taking in the sweet scent of a horny young vixen as he plowed into her.
Ashley could tell when her puppy was on the verge of really becoming a wolf. The knot was no longer sliding smoothly in and out and was sometimes pushing against her without sinking in and sometimes tugging a few times before slipping out. Not that she minded. It was physically really intense, and the suspension of wondering when she’d be knotted seemed to be something hard-coded in the brain of every candid female. But she really wanted Hugh’s first time with a girl to end in a nice, intimate tie, so she knew that she’d have to cheat.
The boy was oblivious, of course. The bigger his knot got, the tighter his vixen seemed, and the gray-furred rump seemed to show no sign of stopping. Ashley released her legs but kept them up, wrapping her arms around her little wolf and waiting for the right moment. She wanted to let him hump for as long as possible, but after four thrusts failed to sink his knot in she knew that it was now or never. The next time Hugh thrust she bucked her hips to meet his, and the moment the swollen bulge sank between her slick labia she wrapped her toned legs around the boy, keeping him stock still.
“Ahhh...Ashley I’m… I’m gonna…” Hugh whined, trying to move even though she was holding him still.
“It’s okay sweetie… give it to me…” she husked, releasing her grip on the boy. At least the grip formed by her limbs.
While she was holding him he’d swelled up enough to firmly tie and her vulpine pussy was holding him like a velvet vise. He was still humping like mad, grinding his trapped cock inside her until he gave a little howl and Ashley felt the stream of warmth that indicated the start of a long lupine release. She held him and stroked his head-fur while savoring the twitch and squirt of his young cock.
“Y-you… did you…?” Hugh asked, or at least tried to.
“No… nghhh… not yet…” Ashley grunted, feeling her insides clamp down on the boy’s cock. “But doggy-dicks aren’t done just ‘cause they start squirting. There’s a special spot inside a girl, and right now your knot’s parked right -mpfh!- on top of it…” she said, grunting every time Hugh’s cock twitched against her G-spot. “Wanna push me over?”
“Uu-huh!”
“Good, now just take your paw, and put your thumb right… here!” she said, laying his paw-pad on the top of her clitoral hood, just a touch above her little pearl. “Now press down a little…” she said, and gasped when Hugh did as he was told.
“Whoah… I think I can feel my knot!”
“Yeah, you’re really filing me up. Now just keep pressing down and rub – up and down, side to side, little circle-ooooouggh… like t-that!”
Any disappointment Hugh might have felt from not making her cum vanished when he saw what kind of noises he could draw from the vixen just by rubbing where she showed him. He had no skill, but he was cute and curious, not to mention knotted in Ashley and spraying wolf-spunk into her nubile young body. She didn’t make it easy for him, fighting off her own climax until she was yipping and grunting from the stimulation. When she finally did cum Hugh groaned along with her as the vixen’s snug, hot tunnel began to clench and pulse around him.
“Mhhhh, you boys are pretty good for first-timers. Are you sure you’re virgins?" she teased as she came down, running her fingers along the labia bulging around a hefty puppy-knot.
“Well we have practice toys. My mom and dad got me a new one for my birthday. Wanna see?” Hugh asked.
“Sure!” the vixen replied, and the boy managed to twist enough to reach his nightstand and pull out a wobbly length of flesh-colored silicone.
“Lemme see… oh wow, it’s got a really nice little pussy on the opening. So detailed! A lot of these toys just have ones that looked phoned in…” she said, running her fingers around the miniature labia, complete with a tiny clit just barely peeking out. “Oooh, the texture inside’s really crazy! So, which do you like better - me or her?”
“You!” Hugh replied so fast that Ashley couldn’t help but giggle. “I mean, the toy’s great but this is…”
“Yeah, can’t beat the real thing. How about you Bobby? You got a little rubber mare?”
“I’ve got a breeding mount in my room. You know, the kind that bolts to the floor?” the colt replied, showing her a picture on his phone.
“Ooohhh, that looks fun!”
“Yeah, unless you have a knot…” Hugh said sullenly, and Ashley didn’t miss the way Billy grinned.
“Why do I feel like there’s a story there?”
“Well one time me and Hugh were going to see a movie and he came over, but my soccer practice ran a little long. So my mom let him into my room so he could wait for me. And while he was waiting he used my mount and got stuck!” the colt said, giggling along with the vixen.
“Yeah, it felt great but then I got bored out of my mind waiting for my knot to go down. And my pants were around my ankles so I couldn’t even reach my phone!”
“Well you could have called Bobby’s mom to hand it to you…” the vixen suggested.
“No! Because she would have taken pictures, and she’d send them to my mom,and she’d think it was funny and cute and post it everywhere!" It might have been Ashley’s giggling at Hugh’s dilemma that helped push the young wolf’s shrunken knot out of her, but the wolf boy slid himself the rest of the way out as they both admired the twice-creamed pie of the teen vixen. They looked up at the flash of light and the shutter sound only to see the vixen pointing her phone at them.
“Hey!” Hugh protested half-heartedly.
“Don’t worry, these are for my personal collection. After all, it might be the first pic in my new baby album…” she teased, easily coaxing matching grins from the boys. “Now, how about we all take a nice shower and get clean before getting dirty again?”
*******
“Clothes shopping?” Hugh asked, trying not to whine. A trip to the mall with Ashley had sounded fun until he’d heard those two words.
“Well I feel like spending some of the money I’ve earned this weekend. I wanna buy some things that will turn boys’ heads, so I’m gonna want your opinions.” she said, savoring the boys’ sullen faces until she stopped in front of the right store. “Ahh, here we are!” she said, watching their pouts melt at the sight of the store window, and the curvy mannequins wearing scraps of lace and silk.
“A lingerie store?” Billy asked in an awed tone.
“Mmm-hmm! I’m a growing girl, you know. Some of my old undies are getting a little tight around the chest and hips…” she said, as the boys examined the vixen’s curves. “And I want to check out some garters, teddies, maybe even some corsets…” she counted off as she strode into the store with the two boys following as if entranced.
Neither Billy nor Hugh saw much appeal in the scraps of lace and silky fabric dangling from the plastic hangers Ashley was pushing into their hands, but changed their minds when the vixen led them to a spacious changing booth and began modeling her selection. And once the flimsy garments were stretched and molded around the curves of a teen vixen, the boys found it very easy to form an opinion on them. Every piece the vixen took off went onto one of the three piles – good, better and best.
“Okay, what do we think of this one?” she said, posing for her little focus-group in crotchless panties and a cupless bra - deep violet with tiny black bows.
“Why does it have holes? What’s the point?” asked Hugh, even though his confusion didn’t reach the hand stroking a canine stiffy.
“Well this isn’t regular underwear, this is just eye-candy. It’s meant to accentuate rather than hide.” she explained, but the boys still didn’t seem to understand. “Okay, you two are still thrlled by the sight of me naked, but imagine you were dating me and you wake up next to a naked vixen day after day after day… wouldn’t you get bored?”
“No!” came the response in unison, and Ashley couldn’t help but giggle.
“Okay, so another perk of this outfit is you can wear it while having sex and it doesn’t get in the way, so let’s test that…” she said, picking two shiny packets from a nearby dispenser and handing one to each boy.
“What are these?” asked Billy.
“Condoms. Never seen one before?”
“I didn’t think they still existed. Not since sex diseases were wiped out and birth control became foolproof…” the wolfboy said, examining the wrapper and the hard ring inside it.
“Yeah, but aren’t you forgetting something? There are no more S-T-Ds but we still have M-E-S-S. You’re used to cumming at home where you have your moms cleaning up after you, but it’s not nice leaving a bunch of sticky goopy stains for the sales staff to deal with after a long hard day. “
“But couldn’t you just… swallow?” asked Billy.
“Hmmm, I suppose I could. I was saving room for ice-cream at the food-court, but if you guys would rather skip that…”
“No, we’ll wear them!”
“But don’t they make sex feel… not as good?” Hugh asked, still sceptical as Ashley took the packet from his fingers and tore it open.
“Honestly, sex is better without them, and it probably sucked when you had to wear them most of the time, but these days people use them so rarely that they’re kind of a novelty. And these are the kind that you can cum in over and over so it’s gonna be fun to see how full you can get them…”
“Yeah, these are nev-R-break! Like in the commercial…” Billy said, and the vixen knew the one he meant - it featured high-speed video of a buff rhino getting stroked to orgasm by various females and ended with him tying the swollen rubber off and placing it next to a gallon of milk for comparison. A few moments later Ashey had both o her stud wrapped up and twitching to go.
“Okay, Billy went first back at the house, so Hugh has dibs this time round. Hmmmm, how about we try… this…” she said, turning her back to the seated pup and grasping his latex-encased cock as she aimed it at her slit. The boy groaned as Ashley smoothly lowered her heart-shaped ass onto his canine erection, taking care to keep her tail out of the boy’s face. “Mhhh, definitely comfy on my end. Hugh, I’m not too heavy for you, am I?” she asked, wanting to make sure why the boy she was sitting on was groaning.
“No!” Hugh insisted, as if his lupine ancestry bristled at the implication. Just in case the vixen changed her mind, he went as far as to hug her around her slender waist.
“Good. Just just stay put and stay hard and I’m going to have some bouncy-time in your lap…” the vixen said, swiveling her hips as she examined the hard length of colt in front of her.
She brought both hands to play on both the proudly erect equine shaft, and the smooth pouch hanging heavy underneath. She wasn’t surprised by the weight of the equine testes in her paw - boys of Billy’s and Hugh's age were little cum-factories which was one of the reasons she loved taking them on as clients. Not to mention that they were eager and sensitive enough that condoms weren’t a problem. As he fingers danced up and down the colt’s spire and traced every vein on the wrapped-up cock she could see the boy grow as stiff as his erection. When she actually gripped him and started going to work, the little tip soon flooded with equine pre, a hint at a milky-white balloon to come.
And while she played with the colt she made good on her promise and began bouncing on Hugh’s lap. Even though she was sure he wouldn’t complain, she didn’t want to slam down on him so she kept her strokes short. She moved up just enough to let the knot slip from her sex before driving herself down and taking the bulge into her pussy again. If the boy had been older this would have gotten really painful really fast, but he was small enough compared to her that knot-fucking herself on his lupine lovemuscle would be a kinky delight right up until the very end. The tapered tip of the wolf-boy’s cock was poking around deep inside her, but the main event for the vixen was the fact that her vulpine cunny was almost continuously stretched around the still manageable knot. The nev-R-break condoms were meant for session-long use and as such the lube covering them was every bit as good as advertised.
Ashley’s attention was diverted front and center by the colt’s gasps and the sight of his flaring tip spreading the latex even tighter. His urethra jutted right into the reservoir tip, the vixen’s paws stroking vigorously as the tip of the young stud’s cock suddenly went milk-white as his warm pubescent spunk began to surge around the tip. A few more spurts were enough to make the end of the super-strong condom bulge out, the cum flowing into the gooey balloon and the latex once again clinging to the stallion’s mottled flesh. She liked swallowing loads, liked to see boys spurt and shoot their cum through the air, but she had to admit it was hot touching the still swelling tip and feeling the warmth of Billy’s load under the thin latex.While she’d been busy Hugh had moved his paws to her chest, and when his groping stopped she knew why his concentration had faltered. With a final plunge the vixen jammed herself down on the boy’s knot, and probably not a moment too soon. She grabbed one hand and pulled it down and the moment Hugh felt her little pink hood he remembered what to do.
He was still gripping one breast as she pulled the panting colt to the other, cumming with a yip she was sure the whole store could hear just before she felt a warm swelling deep inside her. Once Hugh’s knot had gone down enough for her to get up she slipped the canine cock from her slit and tried not to giggle as the boys obviously compared each other’s loads. She had the wolf remain seated as she pent forward, resting her face against the cock glistening with lube and her honey as she used both hands to spread herself open for the once again erect equine. Getting a horsie into anything other other than a mare could be tricky, and the load filling the tip of his condom didn’t make it easier, even though it felt kind of cool to have it squish against her labia as Billy tried to slip in.
Once he did, he wasted no time pushing that gurgling reservoir of colt-cum right up against her cervix, settling into a smooth rhythm of deep thrusts while she licked her own juices off Hugh’s latex-covered cock. By the time her little stud was done the tip of his condom had filled up so much that it got stuck in her until she clenched and gave a little push. With hands and tongue and cleavage she managed to coax out a third load from both boys by the time they agreed on two things - the cupless/crotchless combo was both pretty and practical, and they were definitely in a mood for icecream.The skunkette working the register bagged her purchases and rang them up, smiling at the dazed looks on the two boys faces.
“Do you want me to get rid of those for you?” she asked, pointing to the two tied off and very plump condoms the vixen was holding.
“I was thinking of wearing them home. Do you have any of those nev-R-break lanyards they used to give out?” Ashley asked.
“Yeah, got them right here…” the young woman said, handing Ashley the strip with the company logo printed along the lenght. Ashle put it around her neck and used the clip at the end to fasten the two warm, wobbly balloons so that they settled neatly into her teen cleavage. Predictably, the boys strutted like peacocks on either side of her all the way to the foodcourt as passing females admired the vixen’s “neclace”...

*******
Penelope had been right - the couch folded out into a pretty big and comfy bed, conveniently pointed right at the TV. Ashley was as naked as the two boys snuggled up next to her as they watched the movie. They’d been gentlemanly enough to let her pick, and she’d chosen a nice coming-of-age romance that had sex-scenes done in enough detail for it to count as educational from her point of view. particularly nice close-ups of cunnilingus which the boys were determined to learn before they went to sleep.
“I’m gonna go grab a soda. You guys want anything?" she asked, and the two just shook their heads, clued to the sight of two teen mares getting intimate on-screen. The vixen padded into the kitchen, bending over as she examined the choice of drinks sitting in the fridge.
“Oh! Sorry, I didn’t know I was holding up the line…” Ashley said, turning around soda in hand to catch sight of a tall wolf in his boxers.
“Don’t mind me. I just came down for a glass of water and wound up enjoying the view.”
“Yeah, I can see that.” the vixen said, pointing with her eyes to the growing tent in the big wolf’s pants.
“So you must be Ashley. I’m Robert…” the big male said, extending a big, beefy paw. “The boys giving you any trouble?”
“Nah, they’re a couple of sweethearts. Well, they are now that we’ve snuggled up with a movie, so I guess ask me again tomorrow.” she said, and the two shared a chuckle.
“Yeah, you look like the kind of girl who can handle any number of boys no problem. But I don’t suppose I could talk you into playing with an adult?” he asked, and Ashley just stared at him for a moment before stiffing a laugh and shaking her head in disbelief.
“Seriously? You know I’m a kids’ escort, right? There’s a height limit for this ride, and you’re way, waaaay over it…” she said, tail swishing lazily from side to side, driven by vulpine impishness. She was a sex-worker and no stranger to being propositioned, but the idea of the big buff daddy-wolf hiring an escort like her was almost as ridiculous as him dressing in Hugh’s clothes and trying to buy a kid’s ticket at a movie theater...
“Oh I know that. Buuuut I was hoping for a quick blowjob, since this is kinda your fault…” he said, glancing down at the now quite obscene tent in his boxers.
“Let me guess – you can’t get to sleep until that’s taken care of?”
“You’re not far off. Usually some warm milk will put me out, but some vixen tapped my wife out…” he countered, and Ashley couldn’t help but grin.
“Well, between your wife’s milk, your son’s milk and his friend's milk, I have just about room for this soda…” she said, dangling the can before she set it down on the counter. “But I would feel bad if you lost sleep because of me…” she crooned, popping the button that had been doing a heck of a job keeping the big wolf’s erection trapped in his boxers. “It will have to be quick, though…” Ashley said, gripping the rosy cock of a real alpha-DILF.
“You know what they say – two paws are better than one…”
“Yeah, this one’s definitely a two-hander…” she said with a smile, doing her best to grab the big wolf’s knot in her other hand.
“Mnngghh… I can see why Hugh thought you were worth breaking open his piggy-bank…” the big lupine growled lustily, gently grinding into the vixen’s grip.
“Yeah, he’s a chip off the ol’ block…” the vixen purred.
Penelope didn’t strike her like the kind of woman who quits craving sex just ‘cause she’s pregnant, so she guessed the reason the middle-aged wolf was already throbbing in her hands was more of his desire to get kinky with a vixen a few years short of adulthood. And Ashley knew that many of her friends would have literally jumped such a finely-aged wolf-dad and wound up begging for the thick knot she was squeezing. But she had her tastes, and found the tween version waiting for her in bed more attractive. But she was curious to see just how much lupine spunk Penelope had left churning in that big fuzzy sack.
She caught him staring at her chest and thrust her teen tits out in response, working her hands all over the throbbing red rod. It was really impressive and looked sexy enough to make her vulpine cunny drip, but it would probably be too big for her to have any serious fun with it if she’d let him do more. As it happened her paws did the trick. When his knot began to balloon up she gripped it as best she could while pumping her other hand up and down the pre-slicked shaft. Robert clenched his teeth and she could see his hackles rise as the tapered tip began to spray, unloading rope after rope of puppy-batter all over the big wolf’s abs and chest.
“Honey, are you coming back to… Oh, Robert Larson! Really? Playing with your son’s toy? ” the wolfess in the doorway asked, and Ashley brought up a cum-smeared paw to her mouth to stifle her laughter at Penny’s assessment of the situation.
“Come on, it was just a paw-job…” the big wolf said sheepishly, while his wife shook her head, her arms crossed under her heavy breasts.
“I’m sorry dear, I should have known. He’s always been like that. When Hugh was little he’d get him these big LEGO sets way too advanced for his age so he’d have an excuse to “help” him build them…” she said, dropping air-quotes before she dropped her gaze and caught sight of her husband’s glazed abs. “And just look at the mess you made of yourself!”
“I didn’t want to get any on the tiles…”
“Tiles wipe clean. Silly middle-aged men shower, towel off and blow dry.” she said, striding over and grabbing her male by the still engorged knot. “Now come along and let’s get you washed. I’m not letting you into bed messy...” she insisted, dragging her hubby upstairs while Ashley went back to the living room and the two horny boys waiting for her. To their credit, Hugh and Billy did a really good job of dashing back into bed and pretending they were watching the movie this whole time, and not peeping on Ashley stroking off Hugh’s dad…
*******
“No way!”
“They really did it!”
“Did Bobby and Hugh get you pregnant already?”
“Did it feel as good as the older kids say it does?”
“Can girls also hire you?”
“Are those boobies real?”
These were just some of the comments the trio were bombarded with once they reached the beach. A lot of the boys’ friends had spotted them right away, and since the two were the first in their peer group to lose their virginities, Hugh and Bobby were now standing smug on either side of the bikini-clad vixen. And for her part, she let them have their little moment of glory. Hiring a girl like her for a whole weekend was pricey, so why shouldn’t they get a little reputation boost in the bargain?
“Well, do these…” Ashley said, untying her top and peeling it off her slinky body to a collective gasp. “... look fake?”
Phones came out when she pulled that stunt, and after everyone took a few snapshots she shared her contact with a bunch of eager little tweens who now knew what they wanted to spend their birthday money on. Once that was done and she announced she was eager for a swim, Hugh and Billie helped clear her a path like two bodyguards keeping paparazzi away from a starlet.
They did have some fun splashing around - it was just too warm a day not to - and ever since they helped her shower the boys had developed an appreciation for the way the vixen’s nubile body looked with her hair and fur slicked down. When they emerged dripping and naked they made their way back to their towels and gear.
They’d pitched their little “camp” away from the crowd, but Ashley was aware of the barely concealed tweens doing their best to hide behind whatever scant cover a flat sandy beach could provide. She wasn’t bothered and judging by the erections her little clients were sporting neither of them felt awkward about being seen with her no matter what they were doing. She played around with each one, stroking, kissing and sucking on her little lovers until the sun had all but dried their fur.
“You two ready for some real fun?” she asked, getting two eager nods. “Okay, Hugh you stay there, and Billy, you come over and kneel… here…” she instructed, laying on her back with the wolf between her legs and the colt just above her. She raised her legs and beckoned the pup closed, guiding his cock into her pussy before resting her legs on his shoulders. Hugh wrapped his arms around her thighs and began to slowly swing his hips back and forth as Ashley murred happily before taking an upside-down look at the patient and horny colt.
“Okay Billy, do you know what muzzle-fucking is?”
“Yeah… y-you mean I can…?”
“That’s right - all the way in with nice slow strokes. If I start tapping your hip that means pull out, but otherwise you’re cleared to pump a load of colt-cream down my throat, okay?”
“O-okay!” The little stud eagerly replied.
Ashley tilted her head all the way back, getting a nice upside-down view of the little stallion before she opened wide and got the tip pushed between her lips. She’d already deep-throated Billy yesterday, but letting a boy - especially a well-endowed one- mount her muzzle was not something she did lightly. But as big as he was, Billy was also shy and gentle and not likely to get too carried away, unlike the wolf who was happily slapping his hips against her vulpine cunny.
“Whoah!” she heard Hugh gasp, and knew that he must have noticed her throat bulging out just a little as a colt-cock slid in. Ashley smiled around her mouthful when Billy’s plump sack booped her nose, swallowing around the boy just before he pulled back. Billy was a natural at this - moving his hips in a slow, steady rhythm so that Ashley had no trouble timing her breathing to the movement of his equine erection. Better yet, the boy had leaned over and placed his hands on her tits, kneading them as he gently mated her muzzle.
Ashley relaxed and let her own hands wander along the boy's thighs until she was palming his rump, just resting her hands on the equine tush rather than trying to guide his movements. The metronome-steady in-and-out was a sharp contrast to what Hugh was doing to her pussy. She couldn’t see the boy but she could tell by the way her legs were bending back. He was using all the leverage this position was giving him, making the fur that had just dried grow wet again with the mess his knot was churning out of her.
She was definitely loving the effort, but she couldn’t help but wonder if it was all for her. After all, there had been quite a few girls in the crowd that had gathered around them when they got to the beach, and no doubt many of them were even now hiding and peeping. If they were, the little wolf was giving them something to look at as he pounded her pink slit with everything he had.
Billy was picking up a little speed but was still stroking steadily in and out of her muzzle, gasping cutely every time she swallowed and her throat tightened around him. The equine sack was slapping gently against her nose, freshly washed from their brief swim and carrying a wonderfully clean boyish scent untainted by soap.
The boys kept it up with nothing but a steady increase in tempo and panting. They weren’t distracted even by what sounded like a garbage-bin being tipped over, followed by the panicked scurrying of tweens seeking a new hiding place. When Billy’s flare began to swell up she knew the colt was close. His strokes grew shorter and his tip grew big enough to make breathing tricky, but Ashley had practiced this with a dildo long before she sucked her first real cock and didn’t make the mistake of panicking. He brought one hand to the boy’s pouch and gave it a good fondle, good enough that a few seconds later Billy's fingers were digging into the firm flesh of her breasts as he let loose down her gullet. This part was easy - now swallowing, just the feel of warm stud-milk being pumped directly into her belly. Ever considerate, the boy began to pull out the moment he was done, but Ashley stopped him with his big, soft flare still in her muzzle. She could breathe just fine now and wanted to get a taste of what the colt had just fed her, savoring both the flavor of the young stud and his gasps as his sensitive tip got a nice tongue-bath. Once he was out she looked down her body at the pup who seemed close to the finish line. She beckoned with her arms and Hugh leaned closer and closer…
Ashley’s gymnastic lessons paid off as the boy folded her into a perfect mating press, coming close enough to plant a kiss on the vixen’s lips just as her pussy trapped the swollen knot. Billy must have gotten a great view of her toes curling. Folded in half and with a puppy-knot throbbing at just the right spot the vixen came just in time for her quivering pussy to milk the first jets of warm, sticky wolf-spunk. Ashley almost purred as she savored the sensation of a canine filling her - the sharpness of the initial squirts and the way it ebbed into just a feeling of warmth creeping deep into her nubile body.
“If… you're not on… the pill… everyone's gonna know… who gave you your puppy!” the dazed boy said triumphantly between gasps, his cock still throbbing and seeding the vixen under him.
“Hmmm, I would look cute nursing a little puppy, wouldn’t I?” she teased. “But just for fun, when you go soft I’m going to try for a foal…”.

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“Thanks for a great weekend!” said a very happy colt.
“Yeah, you were the best!” added Hugh as Ashley gave them both a parting kiss. She could taste herself on each of their tongues since they had insisted on thanking her by eating her out before she left. Billy was also packed, with his overnight stuff stuffed into his backpack, but they’d be going their own way once they reached the sidewalk. Tomorrow was a schoolday and virgin or not, little boys needed their rest. She waved Hugh’s parents goodbye, noticing they had that glow a married couple has when someone takes their kid off their hands and they get to spend some quality time. She was sure there were a couple of equines down the road with the same glow that would be eager to hear all about the fun their colt had on his sleepover. Walking down the road, The vixen opened her app and checked her appointments. She had two days to rest up before her next little ‘date’.
A vixen’s work was never done!