Spa Time

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#1 of Housepets

Another Housepets fanpron this time inspired by this pic: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/31836619/

Sorry if this one has too many errors, I'm doing minimal proofreading on it. I won't bore you with details, but I've agonized too much over this thing and need to get it out of my head.


The following contains m/f sex in a pool. It's also Housepets fan porn.

Reader discretion is advised.

Spa Time

"So, there of course is a debate as to which film should go first. So of course there's chronological order, but of course that's not the order they came out. But I go by screenplay order since the screenplay for two was actually written first..." Mungo prattled on about his choice of film for the evening.

Fido was not even close to paying attention. Nor was the cat on his lap who was pressing her tongue into his mouth.

Part of his mind was screaming at him. He was on duty! He had a job to do! His coworkers were right there with him! Mungo was seated next to him. On the other side of him was Mungo with his girl Sasha. They were going at it hard as well but using Sasha as a moral compass was hardly something Fido was wont to do. And Fox was in the pool! Fox had had, uh, issues accepting Fido's relationship with a cat. He was putting effort in and slowly coming around. But still it was clear he was far from comfortable. Fido didn't need to put on a show and rub the sore spot.

On the other hand, the world's greatest cat and the love of his life was sitting on his lap giving him everything she had. And that was all that mattered to tip the scales. Bigots be damned. He'd given up too much with her because of them he wasn't giving any more. And his job? No hell to pay could matter because hell couldn't take this moment from him now.

His hand caressed her bare neck. She'd had it off all day, as he had his. Not that the water caused issues to the thin fabric, but any excuse to be fully naked.

Collars were the most clothing the animals wore, with few exceptions. As such genitals were always on full display. One was used to it when one lived amongst it all the time. But remove that little strip of fabric from the neck and the context changed. And that brought possibilities to mind.

Fido's cock grew under the water. Sabrina's wet tail and rump brushed against him. The foamy hot water of the spa would hide his arousal (even if nudity was the norm walking about with an erection was still a bit taboo). He wasn't about to actually copulate with her, though. Well, he told himself he wasn't assuming he actually had a say in the matter.

Sabrina's hips bucked more, her ass teasing his cock to an almost painfull hardness. She thrust her hips up and down; her pussy searching for his cock.

He gave up and grabbed himself, holding his cock still while she slid down over him. Sex in a pool like was generally considered a poor idea in practice. But that didn't matter. More hell that would be their future problem, but not enough to take the current moment from them.

They moaned into one another's mouth. There was no way their neighbors couldn't guess what they were up to.

Fido's nails dug into Sabrina's back as she fucked his cock. Her tight pussy clamped about his dick. Her kissing became delirious and savage.

She let loose first. That poor cat had clearly gotten pent up all day. Her cumming about him pulled him over his own edge. He moaned into her muzzle as his balls vented their load into her belly.

Cum seeped out between them and into the hot water. The evidence of their deeds diluted in the frothy foam.

Sabrina collapsed against him. She moaned lightly. He held her tight and nuzzled her neck. His cock stayed hard and lodged deep within her, though. They were taking a breather, and far from finished with the night.

**

"So some think the take-out coffee cup in the far back is a mistake, that editing didn't notice. But would seriously no one notice on this. No, I have a theory it was foreshadowing the time travelers from episode seven, and also saying they came to our world..." Mungo went on.

Fox tried to focus on what he was saying. Or on the movie. Anything to keep himself from the sounds to their sides. Sasha and Kevin were making out right there. He'd had feelings for Sasha for so long. He thought she wanted something with him. They'd kissed today. He told her what he wanted.

She didn't want that. She and Kevin had an open relationship. She wanted a friend with benefits.

Fox screwed up his chance to be that friend. But did he? Did he want to be just the side bit of rough?

And on the other side Fido and Sabrina. He couldn't think of it. A cat and a dog. It went against the natural order! Cats were okay, but they weren't supposed to be mates!

Ugh, he told himself again that didn't matter. It shouldn't matter who loved whom. But to him now it mattered.

Could they all at least cool it a bit? Both Sasha and Kevin as well as Fido and Sasha. Stop fucking. He knew they were fucking. They thought they were being discreet but those moans, those movements, and most importantly those smells. Did they forget they weren't humans and they could smell that sort of thing?

Ugh, Fox just wanted a nice quiet night relaxing in the spa watching a cheesy movie with friends. Why was that so much to ask?

Mungo put his arm about Fox. He gave Fox a gentle squeeze. Given the big muscle dog inadvertently destroyed almost everything he touched with his strength, that he could be so tender was a welcome surprise.

The scent and sounds of sex in the air took Fox's mind south. Down beneath the water to what lay between Mungo's legs. Fox's member began to stiffen. He put his hands down into the water to cover himself. This was not the time to be discovering things about himself. Stupid big loveable lug of a dog.

A calming vision entered his mind. For a moment two brightly colored angelic huskies were on either side of him. They kissed his cheek and whispered him to relax, that all was fine and would be.

He came out of the vision no longer focused on the sounds of his friends doing it. He took his hands off himself and just let himself be. He sat back in the water against Mungo's body. Mungo voice filled his ears and the dog's scent filled his nose. Fox could do with this for now. At least Mungo wasn't a cat.