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Sasha panted, fingers clenching the carpet beneath her. She'd never expected the night to end this way. A harmless potluck for feral and anthro mixed couples, until her own husband had locked her in a room with their three male houseguests. He'd sold her out for a bet! The anthro German Shepherd was in heat, and was no match for the feral wolf who just wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. Now her panties lay in tatters near the door to the den, her short black dress hiked up with her tail, Jeroux tied rump-to-rump with her, his massive balls still pulsing into her unprotected pussy. Bran and Mick, also feral, stood nearby with dropped jaws and throbbing dicks. Jeroux and Bran were happily married, and Mick had a long-term girlfriend, but none could deny how hot it had been watching the horny German Shepherdess submit.

"Oh, God..." Sasha moaned, realizing what she'd just done. She'd just been bred, and not by her husband! Her fat, throbbing spade locked the wolf inside her, gulping up every last drop of the eager Jeroux's load, happily submerging her eggs in a stew of bubbling wolf cum.

"Who's next?" Jeroux grinned, looking the Kuvasz and Border Collie over.

Sasha gulped. "You don't have to..." with a begging edge to her voice. If she understood the bet, her husband, Shaw, had agreed to finally breed her after these three studs had their chance, and whoever got the most pups in her was the winner. It was too late to stop Jeroux, but if she could convince the other two to wait, she might still get a baby or two from her true love. Shaw's willingness to whore her out without even asking her was something they'd have to have a long conversation about!

"You aren't getting off that easy," Mick interrupted. "Not after slutting it up with that old wolf."

"Old?" Jeroux growled.

"I'll show you how it's done, old cur."

Sasha glanced the huge white dog up and down, whimpering, but she didn't object, the musk of three virile males blanketing the small room. But Mick had to wait until Jeroux's knot finally subsided enough that with a yelp, Sasha was able to pop off of him, a fresh gush of cum spilling down her legs. Jeroux grinned at his handiwork and said, "You're going to sneak one in after that?"

"Not just one," Mick said confidently. "I'm gonna blast her so hard your piddly seed gets demolished. You haven't been fucked until you've been fucked by a Kuv."

Sasha knelt on her hands and knees, panting and covered in sweat as the guys talked about her like she was just a piece of tail. She eyed Mick's cock and he wasn't kidding - she'd never seen a larger cock, and his knot was still down. "W-wait!" she gasped, as the white sheepdog moved to take Jeroux's place.

Mick glared down at the bitch. "You're not gonna convince me to let you go."

Sasha shook her head. "That's not it."

Jeroux guessed, "She wants to clean me off, first." His cum-soaked cock was dripping on the tan carpet.

Sasha watched as a cum-puddle stained the fabric. "Hey!" she gasped. "Well, now I do...but I also don't want to get stains on my dress."

She stood, and Mick watched appreciatively as the slender woman, so similar yet different than his girl, Kalli, slipped out of her little black dress, folding it and tossing on the low desk. She had large, appreciable breasts, and though most ferals might take 'em or leave 'em, the three canines in here drooled as they popped out. The obedient slut had given up on her meager resistance, stripping down to protect her dress from what she knew would be a busy few hours. Amazingly, she'd managed to avoid any stains on it so far. "Now let me take care of you," she said to Jeroux.

Bran shook his head in disbelief, watching the mild-mannered hostess that had recently held a reserved, polite dinner get on all fours and lick the carpet clean of the growing puddle beneath Jeroux. "You look like you know how to work that tongue," he said.

Sasha rolled her eyes, licking her lips before she turned to the source of the problem. With one paw she grabbed the wolf's dick and slathered it up and down, his scent absolutely overwhelming her nostrils. She nuzzled and guzzled him, replacing the slick mix of his and her juices with her slippery saliva. Jeroux gritted his teeth, tail wagging as she worked, but it was Mick who watched appreciatively as the dutiful housewife moaned, her puffy, swollen spade bouncing up and down, needing to be filled.

Mick didn't have to wait, hopping onto her back. The startled shepherd perked her ears up, but flattened them again, wrapping her tongue around Jeroux even as the huge Kuv tucked his paws around her rump. "Damn you look tight - good thing the old wolf slicked you up for me."

Sasha knelt beneath him, spreading her legs and hiking her tail, no longer fighting her lust at all. Bran's lip quivered as he realized his protest before had been a waste of time. She really did want it. His paw slid down to his dick as he watched his friend line himself up with the slut's cum-drenched cunny.

"Here goes," Mick grunted.