It's the size of the ship! by Lexius

It's the size of the ship!

Lexius, Adultry, Cheating, Creampie, Cuckold, Cuckolding, Heterosexual, Kitsune, M/F, Phoenix, adultery

Took two years to complete, way too long in my books, but Tamati the nine tailed fox was very patient about it and I hope he and y'all enjoy!

It's the size of the ship!

By Evangeline

Jake, Tamati, and Flara are belong to tamatitheninetailedfox

Flara moans softly as she lies back on the edge of the large king sized bed, golden scaled legs held up in the air, long toes curling at the pleasure she's getting from her husband Jake eating out her messy pussy. The hybrid was blushing with shame as he can do nothing but eat out the jizz leaking out of his wife's pussy, while the defiler Tamati watching with his wife. Love was in her eyes for Jake as she remembers back so fondly to their wedding day.

~*~

"This is it, my wedding day!" Flara says to herself as the hustle and bustle of the brides dressing room was filled with her bridesmaids and mother and a few others helping with the wedding. The bride to be quickly moves to the triple mirror in the corner of the room, making sure her under garments are how she wants them.

"I hope he likes it." She says under her breath, while the three mirrored orange hued phoenix's stare back at her. Flara was in the prime of her life, being only twenty-four and getting married, the dark red of her feathers smoothing out into an orange hue across her sides, under arms and inner thighs with each leading to the golden yellow over her, neck, chest and belly. Spreading her wings open, making it look like she's surrounded by flames with the gold flowing up from the tips, darkening to the orange in the middle and the dark red at the top. Auburn hair covers the top of her head as it's tied in a neat bun with a flower through the middle. A puff of golden feathers rests in between her breasts, where her collar bone is, though her chest is a respectable C-cup covered in a lacey white bra, with the same kind of panties covering her groin. Soft amethyst eyes look herself over in the mirror from behind her dull yellow beak, a bit more pliable than normal allowing more facial contours. The white garter belt helps hold up specially designed stockings, white just like the rest of her undergarments, to her golden scaled legs a garter on her lower thigh complimenting everything else.

While the brides' room was hectic, much could be said about the grooms' room as well. The best men and Jake's father bustling about trying to get all the tuxes set and ready, while arranging the reception as well. Adjusting his tie in a mirror, Jake looked to his reflection a big smile on his muzzle as the thoughts of his marriage buzz through his mind, bringing joy and a bit of nervousness. Jake wasn't an uncommon mix, his mother being of feline decent, Russian blue to be exact, while his father being of canine origin, possibly a mix of collies. The two genetics' played well for the most part on Jakes form, he stands an average height of five feet six inches tall, mottled brown fur mingled in with a dark grey, with his body having a swimmers style build, from being on the college swim team, though in the few years since college he's grown a small gut, though the muscles are still there. Catching his attention, Jake turns from his daze as he sees his father and the best men waiting for him, as it is his big day.

~*~

The wedding was spectacular, everything Jake and Flara wanted, being lovers since college it seemed like fate brought them together and their families both approved. Jake smiled at his blushing bride in her traditional wedding dress, the veil covering her face, with her beak pushing it out as she smiles back to her husband to be. The church was large, holding easily a hundred and fifty of friends, and family from the two. The two best men were Jake's younger brother and his best friend since his days in middle school, stand behind him in the black tuxes, green handkerchiefs, ties and clover cufflinks.

The bride's maids were in sapphire gowns, flowing down their right legs leaving their left legs bare from a few inches above the knee down, high heels for those who can wear it. Their hair made up in a bun on the left side of their heads. The four brides maids composed of Flara's friends from college and a co-worker, each as beautiful as the bride, but this was Flara's day and they would get theirs in the years to come.

The packed church is quiet, except with the sounds of a few sniffling relatives and the click of a camera snapping this event into the annuals of history. The pastor smiling to both of them, waiting for the clicks of the camera's to calm down before speaking again.

"You may now trade vows." The lion says, being in his fifties dressed in black slacks, with a white undershirt and black coat. Pastor Theo was a good friend of the family, helping when he could, being so happy to see these two getting married today. The typical pastor neck piece around his neck, he also wears a robe for his church, gazing at the two lovers giving them a nod to go ahead.

"Hey Jake, remember back in college, when we first met? You were late for class, and bumped into me in your rush." Flara says with a tear of joy running down her cheek. "You were so handsome in the way you apologized and helped me up, forgetting one of your books to mine, allowing me to find your dorm." A soft murmur rises through the crowd.

"Or how about when we went to that park, you were being your silly self, doing handstands and cartwheels getting me to laugh when I was feeling down how could I, resist those hazel eyes as they looked at me while you were on your knee's presenting the ring." Flara continues wiping tears from her eyes with a tissue offered by the Maid of Honor. Jakes one tears flowing, albeit not as freely, but the love in his eyes was unwavering as was the love in Flara's eyes.

"How could I forget when I was sick, and you stayed by my bed and helped me recover from the flu, not minding if you got sick from me, only that my comfort was at the up most importance." Jake starts his own vows sniffling a bit. "But the one thing I can't forget is when we went to the amusement park, and you gave me that kiss on the ride, and the picture was up all over the monitors. I may have been embarrassed, but I knew then that I loved you and wanted you to be my wife." The hybrid finishes up dabbing his eyes with a handkerchief, while the wedding guests do the same with their own. The priest smiling when they finish up their vows and get themselves composed.

"If anyone has a reason why these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." The voice rises to the back of the chapel, though no word is heard as the lion waits for a moment.

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!" Pastor Theo says, as Jake lifts the veil revealing Flara's face to him as her beak and his muzzle meet in a kiss as he dips her down a bit as the crowd stands up gasping once the couple breaks the kiss and cheers, happy cries rising through the chapel. The wedding march starts to play as the married couple starts to walk down the aisle to the limo waiting outside as rice is thrown on them, waving to all as they get into the limo to head to the reception.

~*~

"I am pleased to welcome Mr. and Mrs. Crias!" The DJ announces as both Jake and Flara come into the large party room in the hotel set up for the reception, the guest clapping and whistling at the two as they walk up to the dance floor. The room was large, the dance floor being ten foot by ten foot, with the room itself being thirty by forty, circular tables all around the large room with the east side being taken up by the DJ's booth and equipment, the north being taken up by a long table for the bride and groom and their parents.

"Before dinner starts lets have the newlywed couple give us a dance." The DJ says into the microphone, flipping the switch to start the music as the lights dim leaving the two in the spotlight. Aerosmith's "I don't want to miss a thing" starts to play as the two dances across the floor, holding each other close. Jake giving Flara's beak a soft nuzzle while the dance continues, the room quiet except for the song being played. As the music dies down the lights dim till they turn off, coming back up the crowd claps as the couple bow and head to the table to begin dinner

The dinner was great, lamb with a hollandaise sauce some rice and a nice merlot wine, and followed by the wedding cake which was as elaborate as the weeding, being six tiers tall, and each tier being a different flavor. The bottom being vanilla, with the second tier being chocolate, then banana as the third, fourth is a red velvet cake, fifth is a carrot cake, and the final cake tier is a straw berry style cake. The cake being decorated in a soft beige color, fondant style roes and orchids cover each of the tiers, ranging all over from their natural colors to unnatural colors. To top the whole cake off was a miniature statue of the bride and groom.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen time to cut the cake!" The DJ announces letting both Flara and Jake approach the table with the cake on it. They then take the knife and cut two pieces from the cake, placing them on some plates, and then they each take the piece of cake on their plates, and in the tradition feed each other a piece of the cake. Jake blinking as Flara giggles and smears the piece of cake in her hand across his muzzle, Jake then trying to smear the cake within his hand over his wife's beak, to the applause and laughter of the other guests. After cleaning themselves up from feeding each other the cake, the assistants start to cut more pieces of the cake to the other guests

After everyone had their cake, the DJ put on some more music with the guest dancing late into the night. Flara and Jake each dancing with the other's parents and relatives, before the final dance with then slow dancing to their song, their bodies pressed together as Flara rests her head on Jakes shoulder. The rest of the night went on spectacularly, the food great and fun was had by all late into the night before the new couple was waved off by the families to their home for a restful night sleep, and to pack for the honey moon for the next few weeks.

~*~

"Who knew going on the honey moon could be just as stressful as the actual wedding!" Jake exclaims to Flara, while they rush to the terminal for their flight off to the island resort. Though after getting to the terminal they find that the flight has been delayed for another thirty minutes so their rushing was a bit for naught. With a sigh of relief that they weren't going to make the flight, the new couple settles down in some seats, cuddling close to each other and whispering sweet nothings between each other, with the stewardess announcing that the plane has arrived. Gathering their carry-ons they board the plane, buckling up with Jake placing his hand on Flara's scaled one and giving her a look of pure love they kiss as the plane rocks and starts to take off to the destination. The two lovers looking out the window, or talking with each other as the plane lightly shakes with some turbulence, Flara laughing as Jake whispers to her what he's going to do to her when they arrive.

After a few hours flight to the island designed for honeymooners and private vacations, they were greeted after getting off the plane by an Island otter, dressed in a simple cloth skirt, bikini top and some bikini bottoms. Standing at only four feet tall the little otteress still held herself up in a confident manner as she bowed to the two lovers.

"Welcome to Honeymoon Hideaway, I am Tila and I'll show you around the main area and then to your room." Turning on her pads she starts to walk, with Jake and Flara following her, watching the other couples walk past, taking in the sights and sounds, couples of various ages on either their first honey moon or further down the line giving their love life the boost needed. Her hand squeezing Jakes a bit tighter as she moves closer to his side with a soft kiss being placed on her cheek making her sigh softly.

"And here you are the jungle honeymoon suite." Tila bows allowing the couple to enter first, following them with their bags, setting them off to the side.

Flara was in awe of the room, the bed looking like a massive tree growing up into the ceiling with the covers looking like leaves, everything done in vines to give the feeling of being high up in jungle tree tops. Opening the bathroom door, Flara gasped seeing the room designed like a cavern, marble facing looking like a smooth waterfall for the shower and bath, while the sink acting like a stalactite with the water coming down and into the basin. The toilet, almost hidden through the carful design of the room, bearing a resemblance to a simple rock outcropping being rocky but smooth looking just like a seat thus giving off a better ambiance of a secluded area.

"I'll leave you two lovers alone, if you need anything don't hesitate to call the front desk, enjoy your honeymoon." With those words, Tila bows and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her to leave Flara and Jake alone together. Turning to Jake, Flara had the biggest smile on her face, the two lovers then embraced for a heated kiss as the couple trips and tumbles back onto the bed Flara emerging on top. Two tongues intertwine as the lovers kiss, rolling around on the bed with heated breaths being panted against one another. Hands fumble over backs, awkwardly removing clothing as their bodies grind in passion for one another, a lust that only two new lovers seem to have between them.

"Oh Jake, I've waited for this day..." The heated pants from Flara are gasped out, while the soft nibbling kisses of Jake moves down her feathered neck to the tops of her breasts, encased in the lacey white bra she wore for this occasion. Jakes hands fumble with the clasp to Flara's bra, which she reaches back to help him undo only to let out a moan as a nipple is encased in a warm mouth as they're bared to the world. Soft suckling rises up, as Jakes tongue flicks the stiffening nub, popping off and kissing over to the other nipple giving it the same treatment.

"Flara, I wish this night could last forever." Jakes lustful words sent shivers down Flara's spine, those warm kisses and teasing licks tracing a zigzag pattern down her stomach to the sheer white panties, giving away her readiness with the wet spot growing in the middle. Bringing up a hand to her beak, Flara lightly bites into it as a louder moan rises up when the panties are pulled aside for a delicate, yet lewd, kiss to those lower pouting lips. The tangy taste sending a new wave of lust over Jake's tongue sending a shiver over him. His muzzle pulling back so he can inch the undergarment down off those sultry legs giving each a kiss up from the thigh ending at her ankle a soft thrill rising from Flara's chest.

Preoccupied by tossing those wet panties aside, Jake didn't see Flara getting ready to jump onto him, a startled gasp rising up as that sharp beak nips over his chest as she exposes it from his shirt. Nips and teasing licks over the toned muscles on Jakes belly make the hybrid squirm, each inch downward Flara undoes a bit of Jake's pants getting greeted by his erection as it pops free from the hole in his boxers. The length taking more from his canine heritage, being average in length and size, but to Flara he's the biggest she's seen, the thought of his knot sending a shiver through her body. Parting her beak, Flara slowly licks down his pulsing length gathering up the bead of pre that wells up at the tip, Jake squirming under her as she tastes her husband for the first time.

The salty taste of his pre a weird taste, not something Flara would possibly like, but her attention is taken away from the taste, as Jake pulls her up for another deep kiss. Take the next step, the two honeymooners lay back on the bed, Jake positioning himself between Flara's thighs letting his shaft rest against her, hot wet pussy.

"Ready my lovely firebird?" Jake asks, moving his hips back to place the pointed tip against pouting lips.

"Yes, please take me, make me yours finally!" Flara cries out when that red shaft pushes forward, popping her cherry in one thrust, scaled legs wrapping around furred hips as the two bodies meet in the ultimate loving embrace, sharing another kiss. Hips arch and grind, pressing against one another as a slow rhythm is started up, soft slaps of Jakes balls bouncing against Flara's plump rear rise to mingle with the pants, moans and kissing of the intertwined lovers Sweat matting down fur and feathers alike as the two bodies rode the passion slowly higher and higher, a fervent pace building to the tempo of head board against the wall.

Kisses, pants and moans are drowned slowly out by the rising slaps of furred hips against feathered thighs, all the while an orchestra of sexual sounds play between the lovers' bodies. Shifting around on the bed, the two's moans rise in pitch as the crescendo of the lovemaking starts to rise inexorably to its inevitable conclusion. Jakes rump tensing under Flara's squeezing hands, as his balls give a few more hearty slaps over her rump before pulling closer to the hybrids body. Swelling and stretching the knot starts to form and hold in those quivering depths, while slick juices help to get it into the clenching confines.

"Almost......." Flara breathlessly whispers into Jakes ears, which pin back as he lets out a deep growl of pure pleasure. Slamming his hips forward, his knot swells fully within Flara locking the tow into the most intimate of embraces, before the twitching length unloads the precious seed held in his pulsing sac. Closing her eyes tightly, Flara lets out a low keening as she feels the knot locking them together with the heated seed blasting against her most private of places, each sensation leading to the next helping the phoenix to rush over the edge of her pleasure plateau . Stiffing up, her body then starts to convulse in pure orgasmic waves, as Jakes shaft is treated to the milking of her pussy, pulling more of his seed out with every squeeze from knot to tip.

Their orgasms feeding off one another, till the two lovers slump on the bed a pile of sweaty, tired newlyweds. Soft kisses come between soft pants; till the low moan of Flara is heard as Jake starts up the tempo once more, rolling them over. Flara taking the reins now, bucking her hips down as she rides her husband shaft like she was going to die if she stopped, though never want the feelings flowing through her body to stop ever. The two lovers use the whole day to share each other's embrace, taking it from the messy bed into the shower, trying to clean off till Jake's roaming paws bring Flara into another quivering orgasm, then taking her against the shower wall in a more feral, lustful romp.

That week sending off their new lives in a positive way, the two sneaking off every chance they could back home to have a little fun.

~*~

Flara smiles to herself as she drives her modest, grey sedan towards the local grocery store, the fond memories of those ten years ago, when she and Jake first were married and the fun they had. Another sigh escapes her lips as those ten years has made their marriage not as ideal as it once was, the spark is gone as most would say. Pulling into the parking lot of the grocery store, Flara parks the car and slips out grabbing her purse; she slips out from the car, clicking the lock button, the purse strap going over her right shoulder as she strides into the store. Always the head turner, Flara has kept her body well in shape, loving how her husband looks at her as she walks around the house and other men out and about.

Dressed in a pair of hip hugger denim shorts with the legs going down to her mid thighs, with a tight black baby doll t-shirt. The clothing showing off her well-kept form, seeing as she hasn't had any children yet she's able to put more work into keeping her form nice and trim. Puffing her chest out as she walks into the grocery store, the eyes of the men within gazing at radiant phoenix walking through aisles, grabbing a basket she starts going down the aisles gathering what she needs. Flara bends over to give the men a show of those denim shorts tightening over her shapely ass before stretching back up to reach something higher up; though never asking any of the men watching her for help.

It was inevitable that she made her way to the produce section; such a place shouldn't be such a worry for the normal women, but to Flara, each time she goes there the thoughts of her husband's tiny pickle keeps popping up. Getting more glances from the men shopping around, as well as some of the women as well when she would pick up certain pieces of produce. With a sigh Flara starts to gather up the cucumbers, trying to get the thoughts of well hung guys crossing her mind as each of the vegetables' seems to be nine to ten inches long and thick enough to make the phoenix shiver.

"See something you like?' A cool voice catches Flara off guard making her blush and quickly place the cucumber into the basket, turning on her scaly heel to face the voice. Tamati grins as the phoenix women turns toward him, the Kitsune brushing back a silvery bang from his face, a simple grin on the fox muzzle. Flara's eyes do a quick once over of the Kitsune, catching the nine tails flicking behind him each pure black fading into a light grey, as the black fur covers his whole body, from what she can see as a pair of shorts and a simple white t-shirt covers everything else of Flara's view.

From what Flara can see, the white tipped tails of the Kitsune, curl and occasionally form one larger tail, all being around three feet long. Tamati's coloration being hidden from view with his clothing on, long light grey hair flows down into an improvised pony tail, a few bangs left over his temples. His ear tips covered in the same light grey fur as his tails, his amber catch Flara's own with the two crescent shaped light grey markings under his eyes, one directly in the middle, and the other an inch back. The T-shirt is tight to his body, showing off the well-defined arms, chest and abs the Kitsune has, with his shorts being of a looser cut, but showing a light hint that he may be packing down below.

"Well.....I....umm....you see..." Flara stumbles over her words, as the blush and embarrassment she has grows trying to cover up what she thinks is being caught red handed. A laugh from Tamati catches her off guard, making her blink and open her beak to say something before getting cut off.

"Those cucumbers look great for cooking; probably make a perfect salad with them." The Kitsune says, padding closer and picking one up from Flara's basket, giving it a weighing motion. A grin forms on his muzzle before twirling the cucumber in his fingers before placing it back in Flara's basket.

"Aside from that, a woman like you would want something more substantial, something more real than that flimsy veggie." A smirk crossing Tamati's muzzle when he catches Flara's reaction to his words, the Kitsune chuckling as he gives Flara's hand a pat.

"Where are my manners, I'm Tamati, and it's a pleasure to meet you." Taking her hand he kisses the back of it then letting go as she turns her head blushing.

"Flara...." The phoenix says in an audible whisper as her hand is drawn back softly to rest on the top of the basket. She bows her head, turning a bit to head to the checkout counter Tamati smiles and chuckles.

"Oh Flara, would you like to go out for a drink later or maybe dinner, I know a nice place off the boardwalk?" Tamati suggests, stopping Flara at the question.

"I'd love to, but I'm married." She says with a blush turning a bit to look at the Kitsune more directly.

"It's not like we're going to anything, just a few drinks, with a dinner I doubt he'd mind if you'd be going out with a friend. I mean when's the last time you've been taken out for a nice meal?" The Kitsune steps forward and places a paw on Flara's soft shoulder. "Besides, you look like you need some time off, what's the worst that could happen?" The grin on Tamati's muzzle grew bigger when he saw Flara click her beak as she's deep in thought.

"Well.....Ok we can go out to dinner, my cell phone is 555-573-1957." That gets Tamati to smirk, pulling out his cell phone entering the number, putting it back into his pocket. "Alright I'll call you around six, see you then sexy." A soft click of his tongue and a wink and Tamati was off leaving Flara there to blush feeling like a young girl getting asked out for the first time, but there was something else there, a desire she hasn't felt since she married Jake. She quickly moves to the checkout counter, paying for the groceries with a few glances around as she now notices some males staring at her making her blush even more. Quickly moving to her car, she settles in and tries to calm down, her nerves getting the better of her.

The drive home was easily forgotten as she quickly gets out of the car to unload the groceries, noticing that Jake's car wasn't in the driveway, thinking he's working late. Grabbing the phone she dials the number, holding the phone between her shoulder and ear as she puts away the groceries.

"Mavericks, this is Melissa how may I help you?" An older female voice came over the phone, one Flara knew, having met the portly mouse female before when visiting Jake.

"Hello Melissa it's Flara, is Jake still there?" She asks while putting some butter and a carton of milk into the refrigerator.

"Oh hello, yeah let me transfer you to him." A few clicks and the phone ring a few more times before the voice of Jake answers.

"Marketing, this is Jake." The voice being slightly tired, while voices and the click of keys on a keyboard being heard in the background make it seem to Flara that it's slightly busier than usual there.

"Hey hun, I just wanted to let you know I'm going out with some girlfriends of mine tonight, so you won't worry if I'm not home when you get here." Flara states a bit breathlessly as she puts some of the heavier groceries up.

"Oh hello beautiful, mmmm alright I'll miss you while you're out but do have fun." His voice a bit tired from being stressed during work.

"I promise I won't drink and drive, and I'll do try and be home before too late, but you know how the girls can be." She giggles, with a soft sigh thinking this might go off without a hitch.

"Oh yeah, guys are the same way, do have fun. I love you my beautiful sunshine, but I need to get these documents done, work being a bitch." He says in a hurried tone, making some kissing noises over the phone.

"Alright, I'll let your mistress take you again, love you." She jokes while making the kissing noises in return before hanging up, a large sigh escaping her lips as she made it past the first hurdle to this adulterous path. Finishing up the groceries she checks the time, gulping as she climbs the stairs to pick out the clothing she'll be wearing to the dinner, heart thumbing louder in her chest after each step.

~*~

Tamati rests on a bench outside the seafood place, being a higher class neighborhood, he knew it would be much more secluded than any other place; less chance of a friend of Flara's coming by and interfering with his plans.

"I wonder where she can be..." He says under his breath, checking the time, quarter after eight. Looking up in time to catch the grey sedan pulling up into the parking lot, his fears of her not coming dashed out as he catches sight of the lovely, married firebird stepping out of the car.

"Ok, you can do this it's just dinner nothing more..." Flara's mind reassured herself as she steps from her car, adjusting her dress as she does so. She finally picked out an elegant number, something not to fancy but just enough to not look out of place in the area. The dress a fine velvet feeling, navy blue with silver lining going down to her ankles, and splitting along her left leg, freeing it up to mid-thigh. Specially designed heels for the very occasion, clicked across the ground as she made her way to Tamati, inwardly gasping at him; a pair of dress shoes shown in the moonlight, with the dress slacks giving hints to something underneath the crotch when he shifted a certain way. A fine silk dress shirt of dark maroon buttoned up to three from his neck, showing off hints of his chiseled chest.

"My you look ravishing, and here I thought it was just dinner." Tamati jokes making Flara blush, as the Kitsune takes her hand and kisses the back of it.

"I have a table reserved for us already, shall we?" Flara gives a nod following him into the restaurant, not looking at the other patrons directly; she quietly slips off her wedding ring and puts it into her purse for safe keeping. Directing them to a booth in a far corner hidden to most of the other dinner; she settles in with Tamati slipping in next to her, his hip bumping her own.

"And what will we have to drink tonight?" The waitress asks, handing them both a menu, Tamati taking his and looking through it for a moment.

"A bottle of Pinot Noir, for me and the lovely lady here and some bread please." Tamati says quickly before Flara is able to order her own, but she doesn't argue thinking some alcohol might calm her nerves. It was a tense few moments as the two glanced at each other trying to find some way to break the ice until Tamati finally speaks up.

"So Flara, what do you do during the day?" Leaning forward on his elbows, his muzzle in his hands; the question catching Flara off guard and sputter a bit.

"I stay at home most of the time, my husband has a nice paying job so we don't really need both of us brining in income for now." She smiles brightly when the waitress comes back, taking the bottle of wine and pouring herself a glass so she wouldn't say too much to Tamati, which gives the Kitsune more time to embarrass the phoenix and pull her further into his grasp.

"Staying at home all day? That must be terribly boring doing nothing all day." He grins pouring himself a glass while watching Flara down a good portion of her glass so quickly. Flara gulps nodding with a blush showing through her feathers.

"A bit, I have been trying to find something to do in my time while waiting for Jake to come home." She admits, cursing herself under her breath for giving him that information. Pouring her some more wine and taking another heavy sip of it as the alcohol starts to go to her head.

"Something to do.... Well I can give you something to do with the possibility of someone to do as well." Flara giggles catching the hidden meaning in those words, which would normally abhor Flara but with the alcohol flowing though her making all this talk of cheating much more exciting. A bigger blush rises up Flara's cheeks when she feels Tamati's foot lightly caress up her leg as he grins to her.

"Doesn't that sound much better than spending all day at home, doing nothing but house work?" He asks, just as the waitress arrives to take the rest of their order. Flara blushing more before turning to the leopardess, giggling a bit as she tries to remember what she wanted.

"What can I get for both of you tonight?' The leopardess asks, holding her pen and order pad at the ready looking between the two with a soft smile.

"Oh I'd like the roasted tilapia with a side of collard greens." Tamati orders smiling to the waitress, giving her a wink before both their eyes turn towards Flara while the phoenix who almost chokes on the wine for a moment she sets down the glass and swallows wiping up any that leaked out from her beak,

"Oh, I'll take the calamari, with a side of okra." The waitress smiles and takes down the order.

"Alright we'll have that out to you shortly." The two nod as she turns and walks off, Flara trying to busy herself with something as Tamati's gaze turns back to her with a slight grin forming over his muzzle. Catching his eye, she blushes and turns her head away to looking out a window for a moment as she tries to clear her head from the alcohol, a cough from Tamati catches Flara's attention once again as he raises a glass of wine to her.

"A toast to new friends and fun times." He toasts, with Flara absent-mindedly picking up her glass and clinking it with Tamati's.

"To new friends." Flara toasts back, downing half of her glass

~*~

A groan escapes Flara's beak as she starts to wake up head pounding from the hangover within her head, rubbing her eyes she blinks as the sight to her is unfamiliar. The room was a contemporary style, cream colored carpet soft under her scaled feet, with the bright morning sun filtering through the blinds over the large bay windows in the living room. Sitting up on the couch, Flara sits up a bit too quickly than she wanted to her head pounding from the sudden movement. Placing a scaly hand on her temple, the phoenix gets up from the couch slowly walking towards the kitchen, with a robed Tamati intercepting her before getting to the kitchen, a grimace of pain crossing Flara's beak, signaling to Tamati who pulls out a bottle of aspirin.

"Well good morning sleepy head, I was afraid you were going to sleep the whole day away, here take these." Tamati offers Flara a glass of water and a few aspirin. Taking the glass and the aspirin, she downs the water and pills, swallowing and smiling to Tamati.

"Thank you, but I think I need to head home my husband might be worried about me." She says handing back the glass and pill bottle, before getting a better look around while looking for her purse.

"Oh don't worry about him, you called him letting him know you were spending the night with some of your girlfriends, so I'm sure a day away from your house won't be too much trouble." Tamati smiles to her. "Come let me make breakfast for you." He said with a smile, slipping past the surprised Flara towards the kitchen, which she stood for a moment in pure shock, before following him. Tamati sets down a glass of orange juice for Flara on the small table for four, before slipping back into the kitchen.

"Do make yourself at home; I wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable while staying here." Tamati calls from the Kitchen, while Flara sips at her orange juice. "Oh breakfast won't be done for a while, so if you want you can use the shower and get cleaned up, there are towels and a bathrobe in the closet right next to the bathroom."

"Oh thank you, that does sound like a good idea." Flara sets her juice down and excuses herself from the table, walking down the house, taking a few glances at some of the pictures on the wall, showing Tamati's family and some of his friends. Reach the aforementioned closet; she pulls out a towel and bathrobe, before stepping into the bathroom and locking the door behind her. It was clean, nothing like she though a bachelors pad would look like, very modern with a big enough shower that could hold two. Shaking her head of an adulterous thought crossing through it, she starts to strip her clothing and set it aside as she turns on the shower, adjusting the temperature to a heat she enjoys, but would scaled most others.

"Oh this is nice, and so relaxing." She sights, letting the hot water roll off her feathers as she washes up, her thoughts drifting to her husband making her sigh wistfully before they starts taking a turn. Tamati popping up, and the bulge she saw in his pants at the super market, her thoughts racing through how big it could be, making her shiver and lick her beak, she's only been with her husband and his average size so the thought of cheating with someone so much bigger digs deep into that perverse hidden nature that she's blocked to be a good wife. Before she knows it her hands have drifted to her breasts, and down to her sex spreading those lips as she tweaks a nipple.

"Oh Tamati...." She calls out under her breath as it hitches in a moan as her fingers hit all the right places, steam rising up from the showing as her body heat raises even more her body shaking and quivering in anticipation as she rides the adulterous thoughts through a quick, shuddering orgasm. Slumping against the wall she pants and gathers her breath, before going back to showering finishing up and quickly drying off to not keep Tamati waiting.

"Ah, there you are I thought you may have fallen asleep back in the shower." Tamati says, setting down a plate of eggs, bacon, some hash browns and another plate of hotcakes.

"Sorry, got caught up in a little day dream." Flara coughs and picks up her drink taking a big gulp from it trying to hide her nervousness. Drawing her bathrobe tighter around herself, she sits down and picks up a fork and starts to eat, glancing over at Tamati every once in a while who give her polite smiles, with the occasional wink.

"With you being able to stay here for the day since your husband is gone at work, I thought we'd get to know each other better." He says, while finishing his own food, getting up he grabs his plate letting the phoenix catch a glimpse of his robe opening and the thick sheath inside, making her swallow too quickly.

"Whoa there Flara, don't choke I may not be the best cook but you don't have to scarf it down to please me." The Kitsune jokes as he takes her plate from her, while Flara drinks down the rest of her O.J. Turning in her seat, Flara watches Tamati take the dishes into the kitchen and do the clean off before setting them in the dishwasher. Her mind going back to earlier in the shower, and what she had just seen, wondering how big it'll be erect if what she saw was flaccid.

"So why don't you have any girlfriends?" Flara asks, looking the Kitsune up and down. "You're quite handsome and seem to do well for yourself, and kind to boot."

"Ah, well difference in opinion she didn't want to move and I wanted to be out of her parents reach. I've only been in the city for a month or so, living off what I made from my old job as I search for a new one." He replies as he comes back into the dining area, offering his hand to help Flara out of her seat and walk with her into the living room, letting her sit down on the couch as he settles down next to her.

"I'm sorry all you have to wear is that robe, I wasn't expecting to have a beautiful lady like yourself over." The Kitsune says, placing a paw on her knee and giving it a squeeze and a soft smile to her.

"I don't think either of us expected what happened last night, to happen." Flara chuckles nervously as her leg twitches under the squeeze, but she smiles back to Tamati, though she exhales a breath.

"I'm still very nervous about all this, what will my husband thinks when he finds out; I don't know what's going to happen..." Tamati chuckles placing a finger on her beak to stop the rambling phoenix as she turns her head to look at the Kitsune with a blush, all Tamati does is lean in and kisses her softly eliciting a thrill of hidden pleasure from Flara.

"Just go with it." He whispers softly placing another kiss on Flara's beak as she returns it a bit hesitantly, before Tamati's hand rest on her knee stroking up along her thigh as he brushes the robe away revealing her body underneath.

"We shouldn't do this." Flara pants out, shivering from all the sensations flooding her mind as her own hand reaches out towards Tamati's robe. Scaled fingers grip the knot of Tamati's robe, undoing it with shaky fingers, though letting out a gasp as Tamati growls softly and nibbles her neck pushing her back onto the couch.

"If you didn't want this, you wouldn't have come last night." Those words struck Flara, knowing they were right she wanted this so much, but she still loved her husband so much. A flutter of robes leaves Tamati nude giving Flara a much better view of his form, eliciting another gasp from her. The sight was everything she imagined it would be, the kitsune having a trim body, muscles flexing while Flara looked on her eyes alight while roaming over the toned body, which unlike her husband, seems to be spent carving itself for women to stare at. The real prize was down below, Flara's eyes taking in everything till she gasps out in surprise, she's seen video's and knows they can be big, but seeing one that big this close is a rare treat, the flaccid length hanging over Tamati's balls, looking to be quiet big when fully erect. Panting softly Flara leans back against the couch as Tamati moves closer, placing one foot onto the couch as he brings his crotch close to the phoenix's beak.

"Go on Flara, it's just us no one is here to see you." The kitsune's words rang true in her mind as she reached a scaled hand towards the kitsunes' member, curling around the flaccid length pulling the skin slowly as it swells within her fingers, eyes lighting up the hot pulsing of Tamati's cock filling her hand quickly as it rises and beats her husband's size easily. Fingers wander the erect length, gauging the size, easily being nine inches long, and decently thick, a little bit of drool catching Flara off guard as she snaps out of her daze from Tamati's words.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" He chuckles softly, before Flara leans in and gives the tip a reluctant lick, the flavor the same as her husbands, yet different, enticing she gives it one more lick. Curls her fingers around the base as she brings it into her beak lapping along the parts within, doing her best not to hurt the well-hung kitsune with her sharp beak. Tamati enjoys the blowjob nonetheless even if Flara cannot get the proper suction over him, but the way she licks, hitting all the right spots, lets him know she is just as skilled with her husbands. Crossing her eyes a bit, watching the thick, ebony length of Tamati's sink into her beak, she stops to get a breath as it reaches further then she is use to, before the tip brushes the back of her throat.

"Ghck!" Flara gags just a bit, being new to this deep throating, or to have anything as big as the kitsune within her muzzle, but Tamati doesn't force her any further letting her dictate the pace she wants. Nine tails lash behind him as he watches the brilliant phoenix giving him the hummer, though not wanting to feel she's being left out, Tamati pulls open the rob, grinning at the brilliant body below him as a hand reaches down to stroke along Flara's thighs.

"Oh getting wet? Looks like you're ready for this more than you let on." Tamati teases, fingers moving from stroking the downy inner thighs of Flaras' to those glistening petals spreading her open with a gasp from her. One finger rubbing along her clit, eliciting another gasp from the phoenix who doubles her effort on his shaft, lapping over it with more vigor. A thrill of pleasure comes from Flara, before she pulls her head back from the cock, letting herself catch her breath.

"Please....." She pants out looking up to Tamati.

"Please what?" The kitsune grins mischievously as his fingers play the phoenix's sex like a harp, hitting the right cords, making her arch up and give those sweet moans that he's growing to love every second. The way her body squirms and writhes with the pleasure drives Tamati further to continue until she spoke up.

"Fuck me, I-I-I want it." She whines just a bit from the pleasure coursing through her body, her mind putting out all thoughts of Jake, leaving only the lust for the handsome kitsune pleasuring her right now. Ears perk from Tamati's head, while a grin creeps across his muzzle. Spreading her thighs the kitsune moves in between them, letting her see his full length.

"Wow...." Flara gasps, a bit breathlessly before it turns into a low moan as she feels the large shaft being pushed between her feathered vulva spreading her wider than anything she's ever felt before. With Jake is was just going through the motions for the past few years, but this makes her feel full in many more ways than she could express, but the moan rising from her beak is all the encouragement Tamati needed to continue on. She was tight; her married life must not be getting her the proper release. Hilting into her, the kitsune doesn't waste too much time, pulling back and thrusting right back into the tight phoenix below him, her arms and legs wrapping around him to pull his buff body against hers as he starts to rut into her quivering quim.

"Husband doesn't do this anymore?" He asks through his panting, while Flara only moans out in answer, his hips arching enough to grind more of his length over her g-spot with each movement, Flara's eyes widening as the sudden pleasure shoots through, causing her to hit an unbelievable orgasm so quickly, which Tamati powers through, grunting with how much tighter she became during it. A grin spreads across Tamati's face as he feels Flara's nails digging along his back, adding more confirmation that he's doing much better that her husband has done.

"Oh god....I'm....cumming again!" Flara screeches out in pure ecstatic pleasure as her second orgasm hits quickly while she's ravaged by the kitsune above her. That was all Tamati needed and he slams into her fire off into the hot, almost too hot depths of Flara's filling her belly with the virile load, the two stopping and resting there on the couch for a few moments.

"Wow...." Is all Flara could say as her vision starts to clear and her breath slowly regains back to it's normal pace as she looks up to Tamati.

"I think I should go now....I...I..." Regret starting to set in for the moment before Tamati slowly pulls out of those messed depths and Flara see's just how big the load was, the white seed drooling out lazily from her matted down crotch.

"What's the hurry? We have all day." And with that Tamati rolls Flara over onto her hands and knee's pushing back into the phoenix removing all regret she had with a low moan as the two go at it again like teenagers having sex for the first time.

~*~

The house wasn't left untouched, Tamati taking her on almost every piece of furniture that he could, and a few times in the shower, by the time Flara was able to dress and leave for home she was smelling of the kitsune even though she just showered, leaking a bit from her sex. Walking into her house a bit bow-legged she was relived that Jake wasn't home yet, though looking at the time she suspected he had to work late today once again, so climbing the stairs she reaches their bedroom changes into some night clothes and falls asleep.

After that day, Flara couldn't get Tamati out of her mind, and the unbelievable pleasure she gained from it, and over the next few months with higher frequency the further in they went. Each month it got more brazen having some of the adulterated sex in the house during one of Jake's football game parties, having Tamati as a friend in just a month of the cheating.

~*~

It's been months since Jake has been able to get out of the office this early, and able to surprise his wife Flara with it. Pulling into the driveway, Jake sees his wife's car which puts a smile on his muzzle as he stops the car next to hers in the two car driveway. Turning off the car, Jake grabs his briefcase, heading up the pathway to the house while clicking the lock button to lock his car, then slipping the keys back into his pocket as he reaches the front door. Turning the knob he enters in with a big grin on his muzzle, calling out.

"Flara dear, I'm home!" Eyes opening to see an empty living room and dining room, though he sets his briefcase down, he looks around the room only to spot a piece of clothing on the floor which looks like the shirt Flara was wearing earlier today before he headed to work. A low thump catches Jakes ear, followed by an even lower moan before the thumping begins in a rhythmic pattern, which Jake turns his attention to the stairs, slowly heading to them as the moans and thumps get louder.

"What the...." More clothing litters the stairs, jeans from both Flara and another pair covering odd steps, each getting progressively more racy as a pair of panties and boxers are found at the top of the stairs, Jake leaning down to pick them up before his attention is diverted by a very loud moan, which he caught as his wife's voice. Trembling a bit Jake ascends the stairs and turns down the hallway towards the cracked door to the master bedroom, each step feeling like a mile long as he gets closer to the door, the sounds getting louder. Ears perk up at the sound of a more masculine voice, though quieter not allowing him to hear what they are saying. Reaching the door, a hand shakily reaches out to grip the knob as he leans in to get a good look through the crack.

"Ooooo fuck that's soooo good right there yes!" Flara moans out, on all fours with her hands gripping the headboard of the bed the phoenix's luscious breasts hanging below, but swinging with each thrust from unseen male behind her. Jake couldn't see the male, so leaning against the door to open it wider and get a better look at the scene before him. The scene of Tamati doing his wife bringing out anger within Jake as the realization of the past few months of his wife's weird habits makes sense, but another sensation rises up starting to block out the anger. Reaching down with one hand he tentatively grips the growing bulge in his pants a deep blush crossing his muzzle. With how he's leaning against the cracked door he's able to see the action more clearly, just as it picks up in pace.

"So much better than Jake, fuck me harder, come on give it to me!" Flara calls out in a loud moan, her body rock back against Tamati's movements. The lewd movements and sounds of the two adulterous bodies slapping against one another making the hybrid open up his pants and stroking his erection with a low whimper. The lustful pairs moaning rising in pitch as Tamati's own thrusts begin to get harder and faster, Jakes own stroking trying to match their pace. With the new view of the two, Jake can see that they've been at this for a while now, possibly the whole day, the smell of sex, and the sight of Tamati's previous loads frothing up around him with each of his movements.

"Yes! Yes cum in me!" Flara cries out as her body goes into quakes of pleasure, her climax rocketing through her body, as Tamati slams in one last time and fires off his seed into the phoenix's depths filling her up quickly, pushing out the old loads, in gushes that mark both their thighs as he holds deep. Biting his bottom lip Jake's own climax hits him hard, causing him to lean against the door a little more than he wished and the hybrid tumbles into the room onto his back staring at the surprised faces of his cheating wife and her lover, while his own smaller cock fires off his small load onto his suit.

Quickly scrambling to his feet, Jake tries to make some semblance of anger. "What the hell are you doing?" He barks out, a little weak as his breath is still catching up from his orgasm. Flara and Tamati just look at the hybrid, a smirk on the kitsune's muzzle, though he doesn't say anything letting Flara take care of her husband. Disengaging themselves from each other, Flara rolls on her back a bit lazily, Tamati's seed oozing from her stretched sex, his seed clinging to her feathered lips.

"What does it look like? You haven't been able to please me with that puny dick...." She waves to the limp shaft hanging from her husband's pants. "So I got a real man to give me what you couldn't in sex." Her other hand reaches down to give Tamati's still erect shaft a squeeze letting it throb between her scaly fingers before bringing them up to her beak and licking the seed clean from them.

Jakes demeanor changing quickly his ears folding back on his head as his tail dips down, with a whine coming from him. "Does that mean we're getting a divorce?" His voice cracks a bit. "But I thought we loved each other, I have a good job, and I make sure you have everything so don't have to work...." Flara clears her throat which stops Jake mid-sentence. The phoenix to Jake is still radiant as ever even covered in sweat and the seed of another male, a better male it seems to Jake.

"No, we are not getting a divorce Tamati is just giving me something you could never give me." She lets out a sight and scoots to the edge of the bed, her legs hanging off the edge as she opens her arms. "Come here my little pup, I still love you with all of my heart." Those words, stuck Jake harder than anything else as he moves up to his wife and hugs her, oblivious to Tamati in the room now. Flara cooing softly, before she gets a little idea and pushes Jake slowly down, who follows obediently down onto his knee's his eyes coming into range of that seeded sex.

Glancing back up to Flara, he whimpers as she rests a scaled hand on his and gently guides his to her pussy, a soft reassuring nod to him makes the hybrid shiver before his lips come into contact with those messy lips, a disgusted shiver running through his body as his tongue flicks out to lap up the drooling seed. Flara closes her eyes, shivering and lifting her legs up giving Jake deeper access.

~*~End~*~

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