FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Sex Competition

"Sounds good. What will the rules be?" asked Kyra.

Fiala smiled at her. "There will be three rounds, one for each orifice. That means vaginal, oral, and anal." Damn, that put Kyra at a distinct disadvantage, but they were the most common types of sex so she couldn't protest... "Whoever makes Movix cum the fastest wins the round. Best two out of three, of course. I'll go first on vaginal and anal, just to make you lose a little less badly, fox."

Kyra, being a vixen and significantly smaller than Movix, knew there was probably no way she could do anal, let alone win it, so she had to be the fastest on vaginal and oral to beat Fiala and break her hold on Movix. It shouldn't be too hard. One problem did come to mind for her, however...

"Wait, won't this contest be very painful for me?" Movix asked. "I'm not even sure I can orgasm six times in one day, and I know I probably can't do it in a matter of hours."

No, it wasn't that...

"You're going to have to, Movix. And no arguments," Fiala said and the white wolf didn't argue further.

Kyra huffed. Since when was she the alpha? Well, she had definitely had his balls in her jaws for a long time now, literally and figuratively. The problem she saw with the competition was still yet to be addressed, though. "How are we going to tell who's faster? Neither of us is fit to judge, bias and all, and Movix will be too distracted by us servicing him to be accurate."

Fiala brought a hind paw up and scratched behind her ear. "Hmm, that's actually a good point, fox. I hadn't thought of that..."

None of them seemed to have any answer to that problem. Kyra took several moments to think, and then she said, "I have an idea."

* * *

A short time later, one very terrified squirrel was surrounded by two wolves and a vixen. Fiala took a long time to explain exactly what he had to do, and to assure him that the whole thing was not just some cruel way of toying with him before eating him.

"...All you have to do is watch and call who makes Movix finish first. And if at any point you try to flee before your duties are done, we will hunt you down and-"

"Kill me slowly and painfully, yes, yes--of course, of course--I agree!" the squirrel said quickly in his high-pitched voice.

"Excellent. Then we can begin," Fiala responded.

The squirrel swallowed and took a deep breath. "Uh...first up, vaginal!"

Fiala gave Kyra a wink before she moved over to Movix. She lifted a paw and rubbed the wolf's sheath to get him erect enough to penetrate her. Kyra watched carefully as the tip of the red cock slipped out, making sure that Fiala didn't try to do more than just get him hard. Her worried were unfounded, though, as Fiala didn't do more than get Movix erect before she walked in front of him. She must be confident in her ability to win. Movix, knowing there was no way to get out of participating, mounted the wolfess and placed his tip at her folds.

"Begin!"

Fiala immediately drove herself back against Movix's cock, penetrating herself and taking control even though she was on the bottom. The white wolf was surprised and thrusted right after she aggressively impaled herself on his length. The roughness of Movix's thrust made a large amount sink into her and already over half of his cock was inside the wolfess. Fiala moaned, and began to give short humps back against the wolf. Kyra saw the black-furred wolfess intentionally clench her insides down on Movix because of her pleasure, which made him shudder as well.

Kyra was worried. Fiala had supposedly never had sex until a while ago, and she was supposed to be inexperienced, but the speed of her thrusting and the way she played with Movix told the vixen that she'd be relentless from the very start. Her eyes focused more on the actions of Fiala than the whole scene before her. Kyra intended to watch very precisely. She'd need to use all her tricks to win, and she might be able to learn a few more from watching the wolfess.

Movix began to give light thrusts into her, knowing he couldn't take a purely passive position in the competition. Already, the smell of sex permeated the air, a combination of Fiala's sweet scent and Movix's thick musk. The vixen's body knew what the smell of Movix's musk meant by now, and Kyra could feel herself beginning to become wet. Without thinking, one of her forepaws started to stray towards her own sex before she noticed and stopped it. She shouldn't be turned on by the sight and smell of her wolfy fucking some blackmailing bitch! But...if she did touch herself, she'd be all the more lubricated for her turn in the vaginal round.

With that thought in mind, Kyra let her forepaw continuing its straying towards her nether lips and began to rub and tease her slit while watching the two wolves go at it. Fiala was matching Movix's thrusts with her own, and soon his knot was pressing against her cunt, his cock already spreading her wide from its sheer size. The two kept up their quick pace, but Fiala seemed frustrated by the lack of progress with the knot.

"Movix, thrust harder! It feels like you're holding back!" Fiala growled dominantly.

Kyra's heart jumped--and not just because her pawpad had grazed her clit--did Movix want her to win?! Nevertheless, the white wolf, after a glance at Kyra, began to thrust harder. She couldn't blame him, Fiala might call off the competition if she knew Movix preferred she didn't win. Their hips met on each back and forth motion, the sounds and smells of sex growing stronger as their fluids dripped down and melted the snow beneath them. Fiala obviously wanted to get the knot in before it was even fully formed, but Movix was thrusting off rhythm with her. The wolfess growled and began to aggressively push herself back, no longer trying to match his thrusts.

Though she was trying to approach the sex with a purely competitive perspective, Fiala was also affected by the speedy rutting and her own motions were making her whine and whimper in pleasure, but she also almost sounded like she was in pain because of just how roughly she was forcing herself onto and off of her love's wolfhood. If anything, Fiala had probably been counting on Movix to work with her more than he was. Her plan had probably been to get his knot inside before it was fully formed to save time and simply hold him there, milking him with her insides until he tied her. But he hadn't let her, and now the bulbous red knot was only the slightest bit inside the wolfess, pulsing in the cool air.

"Thrust with me!" Fiala ordered, with a thinly-veiled warning of 'if you don't, this competition's over here and now.'

Movix did begin to thrust, and their erratic pace soon had the knot stretching her vulva; the heat of their mating making the air around them warm up. Their thrusts together made the knot quickly gain 'ground' in Fiala's pussy, spreading and spreading her lips. Kyra's own paw was working her over quickly, circling her clit and pressing into her cunt as her juices leaked from her. She was panting, only looking at the fucking wolves before her with glazed-over eyes. Still, she was aware enough to finally understand just how large her wolfy's knot was by seeing how much it stretched Fiala open. The knot was pushed in more and more, and then with a final thrust Movix wedged his knot inside of her.

Fiala moaned in climax, her insides clamping down on Movix and squeezing his knot and length while her body was wracked with the pleasure of her orgasm. But Movix held back, and Fiala in the throes of her own ecstasy didn't notice but continued to grip him. Kyra looked up, paw still feverishly masturbating her snatch, and saw that Movix was looking at her, teeth clenched as he held back. The sight of him like that was enough to make Kyra cum, and her moan joined Fiala's as she stuffed her paw inside her pussy and came all over it. Finally Movix couldn't push his orgasm away any longer and his balls clenched to him, pumping and pulsating as he sprayed his potent seed. The sight of him cumming inside of Fiala set Kyra's chest ablaze with fury even as she was awash with pleasure. Movix's length jumped with every shot, just the slightest bit of length behind the knot still outside of wolfess pussy. Fiala didn't stop humping back, her eyes wrenched shut in bliss as she used the wolfcock to sate her own lusts. After nearly half a minute Kyra couldn't stand the sight anymore and averted her eyes, glancing to the squirrel once, and seeing him disgusted but watching intently. Even if she wasn't watching them anymore, Kyra could still clearly hear the sounds of Movix's grunts and Fiala's pleasured noises, which made her feel sick. After over a minute they finally stopped.

Around 15 minutes later, Movix's knot had shrunk enough that he could pull out of Fiala. He moved off of her and to the side. Fiala stumbled forward a bit, seeming out of it from the remnants of her powerful orgasm. It took her a while but she managed to walk over to Kyra and looked down at the vixen with what seemed like it was meant to be disdain but was mostly a looked of dazed pleasure.

"Your turn, fox." Her voice, however, held just as much venom as always.

Not missing a beat, Kyra hopped through the snow(it was too deep for her to walk normally) over to her wolfy. He was still recovering, but his shaft hung out anyways, as though anticipating the large amount of sex still to come. It was dripping with wolfcum and Kyra was tempted to lick it, but thought better of it since she'd need as much lubrication as possible to win. Thankfully her own masturbation had made her insides quite wet. Just like Fiala, she wasted no time in pressing the tip up against her lips, almost forgetting that she had to wait for the squirrel to tell her to start.

"Begin!"

Kyra slammed herself back and was surprised when Movix thrusted forward as well. Though their combined thrust was hard and fast, and made Kyra yip happily, it only forced a quarter of his length in, but already their pace was much faster than usual. Kyra found herself becoming more convinced that Movix wanted her to win, but she really didn't understand why that thought made her feel so warm, like so many other things about him did... He was already squirting precum, and his lubrication combined with Kyra's cum made her slick and their fucking much easier.

Over time, Kyra's pussy had stretched from repeatedly taking the white wolf's full cock inside of her, but her snatch was still much tighter than even the smallest and most virgin of wolfesses. This was her advantage. She roughly forced herself back with every firm forward motion of Movix's hips. As they went at it, she could see why Fiala was so loud and lustful while she was being fucked a short time ago. The speed of the pace made the fucking borderline painful and sent so much pleasure that Kyra was yipping almost constantly. It nearly made her forget about the competition and constantly threatened to consume her.

Though the mixture of Fiala, Kyra, and Movix's cum made thrusting easier it was still difficult to get all of his length inside her. "Wolfy, pick me up," Kyra said, voice wavering in pleasure.

Movix accidentally thrusted hard and fast in surprise. "Wh-what?" he asked, barely able to speak because of the rutting."

"Do what you did when you first fucked me: pick me up and force that giant knot inside me," she hissed, trying to keep Fiala from hearing.

"But that hurt you..."

"Just do it!"

Movix sighed but did as she wished, placing a paw underneath her and hefting the vixen up into a better angle. It was a strange feeling just like it had been the first time, the red cock pulled at her insides as she gained height. Kyra's body instinctually began to panic from being taken out of control but she suppressed it and instead flexed her muscles in turn like she'd learned to do, almost massaging the wolfcock with her insides.

The white wolf began to thrust hard, even harder than he had in their first mating. His length was streaming pre inside her, and it hit all the most sensitive of places inside her not because of precision but pure size. Kyra found herself with her tongue hanging out, her eyes struggling to stay open as he fucked her like he would a wolfess in heat, pounding her with all the strength in his powerful legs. Whenever he was pulling out Kyra clenched her inside down, and when he was thrusting forward she relaxed, ensuring that he got as far in as possible but still ensured he was constantly in pleasure. Because she wanted him to cum sooner, not because she wanted him to have as much pleasure as possible, obviously...

As he pistoned in and out of her, Kyra used a trick she thought of while she was pawing herself off. She reached back with her tail and began to run the soft and thick fur of it along his balls and taint, making him give an extra hard thrust that pushed some of his knot inside her. The speed of his thrusts was dizzying, and Kyra was so unfocused by it that she could do nothing more than use her tail to stimulate him and revel in the feelings coursing through her. Every thrust was hard to help get the knot in, and the feeling of his thick bulb pressing needfully for entry made Kyra feel like she hadn't taken the knot over a dozen times before. A devious though sprung up in her and she ran the tip out from under his balls, along his taint, and finally circled it around his tailhole. Movix shuddered and his hips shot forward with a great thrust, spreading Kyra wide with his knot and finally forcing it inside.

There was no holding back after that, and they both hit their peaks at the same time and pierced the air with their cries of pleasure. Movix's seed torrented out, spreading a burning warmth inside of the vixen. Her own orgasm was powerful, her masturbation and the rough fucking having left her in a state of highest arousal when she finally let loose. Her insides milked him thoroughly as he stuffed her with his wolfcum. No matter how much her pussy had stretched over the many fuckings they'd done, never once has she come close to being able to hold his entire load. Now was no different, and his creamy cum was forced from her cunt and, because of the angle, ran down to her stomach and dripped from the cream fur there. Kyra noticed none of this, and even in her orgasm she was still worried about the competition. She wasn't sure she could take it if she lost...

Their orgasms finally faded after a few minutes, and the thoughts stewed around in the vixen's mind as they waited for his knot to deflate. Movix's paw finally let her down to the ground and with some difficulty they wrenched the knot out. They both looked to the squirrel with worry. If Kyra lost this first round, she lost the competition.

The squirrel took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, and loudly said, "The vixen wins the first round!"

"What?!" Fiala asked angrily, not believe what she'd heard. "Are you sure?! If you're lying, I swear I'll..." she trailed off and bared her fangs at the squirrel who cowered in response.

"Just doing my job, ma'am!" the squirrel squeaked out the terrified words.

"Accept it, Fiala. You lost this round," said Movix levelly.

The squirrel quickly recovered and nodded. "The next round is oral!"

Kyra mused for a short moment on the fact that out of all squirrels in the forest, they found the only one with a decent announcer's voice.

"Your size might be an advantage for vaginal, fox, but my larger size is my advantage for these next two rounds," Fiala said lowly, and the words made Kyra expect her to be frowning but she wasn't, she was grinning... And why did that worry her...?

Since Kyra was first she simply had to turn around, and found herself staring directly into the one eye of Movix's 'monster.' Oral had been one of her favorite things to do to Movix, because the Proud Alpha always looked so cute whimpering and writhing and then his puppy-dog-eyes when she stopped and made him beg her to let him cum...adorable. She still couldn't come close to taking his knot in her mouth, and she never would because she simply wasn't large enough, but she had learned every other way to drive her wolfy crazy using her muzzle and tongue.

"Begin!"

Kyra's mouth opened and her tongue darted out, licking the sweet mixture of her and her wolfy's cum from the tip. She quickly engulfed the head of his cock while her tongue lapped around his length, lapping up every bit of seed and vixen juices it could find and scooping it back into her mouth. The taste combined with the white wolf's powerful musk so close to his sack that she felt woozy. Once she had a small pool of fluids in her mouth she'd swallow, pressing her tongue against the underside of his cock and making the tip rub along the ridges on the roof of her mouth.

Already, his precum dripped out and onto her tongue. It was as sweet as she remembered and she swallowed it eagerly as well. Movix was so turned on by the vixen's quick pace he couldn't keep from thrusting and his hips pushed forward, getting more of his thick cock inside Kyra's warm, wet mouth. She took it in stride and bobbed her head slightly to avoid too much going into her mouth. Then she began to push her head down and felt the tip press into her throat.

She had developed nearly perfect control over her gag reflex after taking the wolf down her throat multiple times, however, and just kept going down and down, taking more of his fuckstick down her throat until her cold nose pressed against the warm flesh of his knot. Movix's cock jumped and shot a hearty amount of pre right down her throat as he shivered, almost seeming like his legs were going to collapse under him.

"Going a little fast, don't you think, Kyra...? he asked, his voice squeaking like the squirrel's.

She swallowed heavily around his length again as if to say, 'That's the point, wolfy,' before she began to pull her head back. As she did, her tongue circled and lapped at his entire red flesh, ravaging it with licks until she was nearly all the way off and made his knot and cock drip with a mixture of her saliva and his precum. She paused for a moment, sucking and licking at the tip. From here it was just a matter of going through the motions, and Kyra knew them well. That wolfess Fiala was such a prude, she had probably only taken Movix into her mouth a couple of times!

Kyra pushed herself back down so fast that it almost hurt the white wolf, and then pulled right back up. She didn't pace herself at all, bobbing up and down the wolf's massive cock as fast as she could right from the start. His length went deep into her mouth and pressed against her throat but she was used to it and didn't pause or gag. As she continued to suck him off, she alternated between swallows and low murrs around his cock, her tongue lapping at his knot and gathering the juices it missed earlier. She brought a forepaw up and used it to cup and play with his balls.

She was caught completely off-guard when touching the wolf's white-furred sack sent him over the edge. She had been in the middle of an upstroke, and half of his cock was outside of her sucking mouth. His cock pulsed and throbbed inside her muzzle, the same spew of thick wolfcum she knew so well squirting out and making her cheeks bulge as she desperately tried to swallow and suck down his tasty cum. In only a few seconds the tide of his orgasm overcame her ability to drink it down and all the saved-up seed rushed out of her mouth in one wave. Every instinct she had ordered her to pull away, but Kyra didn't want a coating of cum so she pressed all the length that she could back inside her mouth, driving the tip down her throat so fast she actually gagged on his cock as the remainder of his seed sprayed down her throat and directly into her stomach.

By the time his cum slowed to a trickled Kyra felt light-headed. She pulled off, gasping and sputtering for air. The inside of her mouth and throat was so thoroughly coated in cum she was worried some of it might be sucked into her lungs but that thankfully didn't happen. Instead, she was left a wheezing mess, but only because she had made her wolfy orgasm much sooner than she'd thought she would and that was a good sign. She was sure she had won now. There was no way Fiala could match her oral skill!

And the wolfess did look worried as Kyra hopped back over near to the squirrel, but she moved quickly to Movix anyways. He, however, help out a paw for her to stop. "I need time to...to...recuperate," he said, nearly at a loss for words because of his pleasure, "it wouldn't be fair to do it just yet..."

Fiala grumbled softly but didn't insist. She wanted to win, but didn't want to hurt the wolf she loved. Kyra laid down, feeling comfortable for the first time, and ran her tongue along the inside of her mouth, gathering up the remnants of her wolfy's cum. She didn't pay much attention to what was going on, partly because of exhaustion and still being out of breath, and partly because she felt like prancing around in glee like a doe.

Soon, however, she was watching once more as Fiala moved to get under Movix. She chuckled lightly at the thought that, if anyone, this competition was hardest on Movix. She didn't know much about what having a cock and getting off with it felt like, but she did know what it felt like to be mated several times over the course of a few hours, and it was a torturous kind of pleasure.

"Begin!"

Fiala immediately took half of Movix's cock into her mouth, her wide tongue doing exactly what Kyra's had done: Licking and wrapping around the red length. Hers was much larger and could wrap around almost half of the wolfmeat. Movix barely held back from thrusting, and a twinge of annoyance ran across Fiala's face as she worked over his large shaft. She was doing many of the same things Kyra had; apparently the vixen wasn't the only one who had been paying attention to their competition's techniques. It didn't seem to matter, however, with Movix resisting her ministrations. Kyra knew for sure now that he wanted her to win. She had no idea why he did, but it made her...glad.

Fiala pulled away from her love's cock, doing what Kyra had and lapping and playing with the tip as she did. Then she plunged back down smoothly, engulfing the wolfhood and easily swallowing his precum. Watching the wolfess work over the wolf's red cock, Kyra had to admit the sight was pretty damn hot...and also that Fiala was better than the vixen had thought she'd be. But without Movix working with her, she wasn't going to be able to make him cum fast enough. Even so, her actions already had Movix panting and thrusting ever so slightly into her muzzle.

It wasn't long before the black wolfess had the entire length minus the half-grown knot inside her muzzle. She bobbed over it at a speed that made Kyra worried she might accidentally sink her fangs into her wolfy's cock, but it never happened. Instead the area filled with the lewd sounds of a quick and sloppy blowjob that made Kyra much more aroused than she'd like. She had the urge to paw herself off again but resisted it. She didn't want to tire herself out to the point that she could barely move. Instead she simply watched. And as time began to pass without Movix blowing his load down Fiala's throat, Kyra's confidence grew.

But then the wolfess shot her a confident look that sent chills running through the vixen. Only moments later Kyra found out why she had been so sure of herself despite vixen's good performance. As she took all of Movix's cock but the knot into her mouth, Fiala opened her jaws as wide as they could go and pushed her head farther forward, engulfing the entire member including the knot inside her warm mouth. Her teeth clamped down behind the giant ball of flesh, sending what must be an enormous amount of pleasure through Movix.

Kyra's jaw dropped open, all thoughts she had of victory vanishing. Movix had been entirely unprepared for Fiala to take his knot into her mouth and couldn't keep himself from cumming shortly after she did. A shiver wracked his body and then his seed poured down the wolfess' throat and Kyra could only watch in disbelief as Fiala drank down her love's cum. She was almost unable to imagine what it felt like for the wolfess, having that entire massive length inside of her mouth, pulsing and shooting its sticky seed. It definitely would hurt to stretch her jaw wide enough to take the knot. Her throat swallowed and swallowed, but even Fiala couldn't drink the white wolf's entire load, and some of it dribbled out of the corners of her mouth as her jaws continued to clamp down on the entirety of the red wolfcock.

When Movix's orgasm finally ended, Fiala's mouth was locked in place by the knot. She seemed immensely uncomfortable stuck like that, and Kyra took some joy in that, but mostly she simply looked on blankly, fear welling up in the pit of her stomach. Fiala pulled her mouth off, and Movix, overcome by pleasure, was too weak to stand and fell over onto his side. The wolfess turned to Kyra, and their eyes locked as she slowly licked the remaining cum from her lips.

"The wolfess wins the round!"

Kyra didn't even try to argue. She'd lost. The final round was anal and she had only tried anal once with Movix, which had ended pretty quickly in failure and a sore tailhole. She knew Fiala hadn't taken Movix up her ass before, but as a vixen, she was simply too small to be able to do it at all!

"I told you I have the size advantage, fox," Fiala said.

Kyra gulped. She had to admit that taking the knot into her maw had been impressive... The only way she could win now was to succeed in the anal round, but was that really possible for her?

They waited for Movix to recover, Kyra silent and looking intently at the snow-covered ground as she tried to think of any way she could get him to orgasm. The only way she could think of was to put just a few inches of his length inside and go up and down on it, but that would take far too long to get Movix to orgasm...

She was still brain-storming when Fiala was tired of waiting. "Let's finish this," said Fiala to the squirrel who nodded sycophantically.

"The next round is anal!"

She padded over to Movix who still had his eyes closed and was resting, clearly exhausted. She reached out and gently poked his head with a paw. "Movix, you're going to have to stand up, love..."

"Can't. Legs too weak...to stand..."

Fiala sighed. "Then we'll just have to do it this way..."

She moved her muzzle down and lapped at the white sheath which was still marginally plump. She pressed her tongue inside of it, eyes widening at the powerful taste of the interior of his sheath, and then began to pull it back. Soon the tip of Movix's red wolfhood was showing again, and it grew quickly under her licks until it stood full and proud.

Kyra was unsure what Fiala intended to do until she turned around above the wolf, placing two paws on either side of him. She placed herself so the red cock was near her back end. She actually looked nervous and that gave Kyra hope. If she couldn't manage it, then maybe they'd do a different sex act, one that she had a chance of winning. Fiala shifted around, and lowered her haunches carefully so the tip pressed against her tailhole. She held herself like that for several moments, took a deep breath, and gently pressed herself down. There was a lot of resistance at first, but then the tip slipped inside and the wolfess let out a slow hiss of pain.

Kyra winced at the sight, remembering how it had hurt when she took just half of his tip inside her on that one time they'd tried anal. If just taking the whole tip had down that to Fiala, what would it do to her...? The wolfess breathed deeply as she stood unmoving for a while to adjust to the feeling of her tight hole being penetrated. The pain dulled and faded, leaving only a light feeling of pleasure at being spread wide. The feeling was strange, but not unpleasant. She shifted her paws around again to get a better angle then let gravity slowly pull her down and push an inch of the red cock inside her.

Fiala whimpered softly in pain, and beneath her Movix moaned at the tightness of her tailhole's grip. The lubrication provided by the wolfess' saliva made things a bit easier, but it still looked like it hurt a great deal as Fiala forced another half inch inside of her before stopping and panting heavily. Seeing how difficult it was for her made Kyra's own tailhole ache. The awkwardness of the angle didn't help at all. With more than an inch and a half inside her, Fiala once again took time to adjust before she slowly pulled off and pushed herself back on.

Very slowly, Fiala relaxed her tailhole and let more and more of the red cock inside of her tight bowels. Her face was contorted in a mixture of pain and nervous determination as she watched the thick cock invade her tailhole. She moved faster, bringing herself up and down to get more of the wolf's length inside, each inch causing less pain than the last. The whole process took a torturously long time for both Fiala and Kyra, and ensured the vixen got a good look at her wolfy's cock piercing that virgin tailhole.

To Fiala's relief, Movix's cock was dripping precum now, lubricating the dry passage for further penetration. She kept getting more and more inside of her. The pain had almost vanished from her face, replaced by pleasure, and she pushed down faster than Kyra thought she could, getting all the way to the knot. At that point, Movix couldn't keep from thrusting any longer and his hips bucked up, grinding the bulb against her tailhole. Fiala whimpered in surprise and pleasure. It had been difficult in the beginning, but it was starting to get past that and into the realm of ecstasy.

Movix's thrusting didn't stop there, he began to repeatedly force his hips up against her, making the knot press at the tight hole, as though asking to tie her. Fiala quickly followed Movix's rhythm. She closed her eyes, breathing heavily with her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she moved herself up and down to meet the thrusts of the wolf she loved. Fiala no longer looked like she was feeling any pain, an expression of pure pleasure on her face as she fucked Movix. After how hard it had been to watch before, Kyra was almost glad that Fiala was enjoying it.

It was almost surreal to watch, Movix was too tired to give much in the way of thrusts, so Fiala was basically fucking him instead of the other way around. She seemed to be delirious from pleasure, muttering sweet nothings to Movix as she repeatedly thrusted against him. She couldn't knot him, not until she'd done anal more, but she was swimming in wonderful feelings. Her snatch was dripping heavily, and her juices glistened in the moonlight as they fell down onto Movix's fur. The two wolves grunted and moaned, speeding up their fucking until they were going as fast as if they'd been mating. After so many minutes of slow stimulation, Movix couldn't take the pace for long and had to stifle a howl as he came.

His seed sported out like water, filling her bowels with his cum. That sent Fiala over the edge and her pussy came even though it had only been barely affected by the fucking. Her face contorted in bliss and she gritted her teeth as she came. Her juices ran out of her pussy and splattered all over Movix's stomach. Without his knot to hold it in, the white wolf's fifth load of the night came rushing out of Fiala's bowels and quickly ensured both of their crotches and rears were covered in wolf cream. As he kept cumming, Fiala's stomach actually began to distend from the sheer amount of cum inside her. The wolfess was panting so hard her breaths were like gasps, and she looked like she as going to pass out in pleasure.

A couple minutes later the wolfess carefully lifted herself up and off of Movix's cock before shakily walking towards Kyra. She looked the vixen in the eye, and smiled weakly in victory before sitting down to rest.

That was it. Kyra had lost. She had no chance, none at all...but she had to try. Minutes passed by as they once more waited for Movix to regain his strength. The white wolf seemed more aware now that he had been before, and looked at Kyra with what could only be called sadness. Only around seven minutes had passed when she couldn't take waiting any longer. She padded towards Movix quickly.

The squirrel looked shocked at her actions. "You aren't seriously going to try and take that-"

Kyra whipped around. "Yes, I am," she hissed. "Keep track of the time."

Without another word she turned back towards Movix and stepped on top of him, her paws digging into his white fur. She carefully moved her body to position the tip at her tailhole. It was difficult and awkward because of her small size but she still managed to do it. She took a deep breath, preparing herself for what she was about to do.

"Kyra..." Movix said weakly, "don't, you won't be able to..."

"He's right, fox. You're only going to end up failing."

Kyra ignored Fiala, pressed her ass down and forced the tip of his well-lubricated cock inside her. It immediately felt like her backend and tailhole had been lit on fire. Kyra yelped in pain so loudly that she made Fiala and the squirrel flinch. Her mouth fell open in pants, and she slowly closed her eyes and opened them again. The pain...the pain was intense. But it was nothing compared to what she'd feel if she lost, she knew that now.

Kyra waited less time than Fiala had to continue pressing herself down. The pain returned, now more like lava coursing through her veins than merely fire. She barely heard herself cry out in pain, but watched the reactions of the two onlookers. Fiala winced almost like she was suffering herself, and the squirrel was actually looking at Kyra with sympathetic eyes.

"I am a vixen!" she growled at them. "I live by myself, hunt for myself, take care of myself, and I don't need either of your pity! Just like I don't need anyone." She nodded to herself. "I can do this by myself."

With that she pushed herself farther down, clenching her teeth and her eyes shut to keep from crying out in pain. She didn't like how they were looking at her. They had no idea why she was pushing herself so hard. Trickles ran down Movix's length and Kyra's cheeks. It took her a moment to realize they were blood and tears, respectively. She laughed, that wouldn't stop her. Neither would the ringing in her head or the searing of her bowels. Blood was just more lubrication!

"Kyra, stop!" Movix's voice broke through her tainted reverie. "You're hurting yourself!"

Kyra wrenched her eyes open. They were clouded with tears but she blinked them out. Wolfy looked on the verge of tears himself, eyes drowning in an ocean of worry and pain. She glanced to Fiala. The wolfess had turned away and almost looked sick. Good.

"Don't worry, wolfy. I'm still going to win."

She pulled her backside up and forced it right back down, maw gaping to scream but she stifled it into only a whimper. Her eyes were shut again. She hadn't meant to close them. They wouldn't open. She tried to lift herself off to thrust right back down again but her legs wouldn't respond either, and they were wracked with shivers. Through sheer force of will she made her eyes open once more. Wolfy looked distraught, eyes uttering a silent plea to her to give up.

She huffed. "I can still win... I will still win..."

"Kyra, please stop!" She was surprised to hear the voice belonged to Fiala. "You're going to kill yourself!"

"I don't want to hear anything from you, Fiala!" Kyra growled, glowering at the wolfess. "Who are you to advise me about anything?! You couldn't admit your feelings or win Movix as your mate normally! Instead you had to blackmail him. If you've won this competition it wasn't because of skill but size! You didn't have to work hard, not like I am now!"

Every word that came out of her mouth rekindled Kyra's willpower. With an almost crazed smile she pressed her back paws down against the white wolf, slowly sliding what little of his length that was inside of her out. It sent new explosions of agony through her. Her forelegs trembled, on the verge of buckling from the pain. Yet she pressed on, the aches and the agony not enough to beat her force of will. She was so focused that she went too far, pulling the entire cock out and her tailhole clenched down as blood dripped from it. She grunted and tried to shift back to take it back in. Her legs gave out and she fell flat on her stomach.

Pain...so much pain ran through her. She pressed it to the side of her mind and focused on standing up. Her paws grasped at her wolfy's silky white fur, trying to find purchase... It took several seconds but she got a firm footing and began to shakily stand... She wasn't even paying attention to anything anyone else was saying or doing, she couldn't, if she did she'd have collapsed into a heap immediately... Were they speaking, pleading with her to quit? She didn't know... She didn't care... All that mattered was winning and keeping wolfy from being mates with that bitch!

She forced herself back onto Movix's cock unceremoniously, the tip going into her tailhole with difficulty. Kyra's sight was immediately tinged with spots and her eyes strained to see. She tried to push down and take more in but found she couldn't move. There was pressure on the sides of her chest

"Kyra, enough," a voice said that she couldn't discern the source of.

She was pulled up and off, the world spinning around her in a blur of colorful blotches. Then she was cold, placed in the snow. Her vision slowly came back into focus and she saw that Movix's paws were around either side of her chest. He had stopped her. "Wolfy," she began angrily, "why-"

"You were going too slow anyways..." he interrupted her softly, motioning with his head to his cock. She had been looking away and hadn't noticed that it was already half retreated into its sheath. "I'm sorry, Kyra, you lose."

For a moment she wanted to deny it. Wanted to say she would still be victorious... But she knew that even though Fiala had been slow, she hadn't been this slow... Her ears drooped as she accepted the truth. She wanted to cry, but pain had already dried up her tears.

"The wolfess wins!" said the squirrel loudly.

Fiala nodded, half a smile on her face. "You may go," she said to the rodent.

It scampered off without a word, the sea of white fluff swallowing it up in an instant. Fiala padded over to them through the snow. They both turned their heads towards her though it took Kyra a few seconds.

"You lose and I win," the wolfess said in a sing-song voice.

"There's no need to rub it in, Fiala..." Movix said coolly.

"Oh, you don't understand, Movix. She began the animosity between us." Fiala looked from Movix to Kyra. "But where are your insults and name-calling now, Kyra?"

The vixen couldn't move her mouth enough to do more than mutter. And even if she could the snow would have muffled it. Shame, too, she still had a select few she could call the wolfess. Instead, she rolled her eyes and looked back at Movix. He was looking back at her with worry. The vixen understood now why she had done everything. Fiala had been right. Kyra loved Movix. The sun had set and the full moon risen, casting the snow-covered land in a blue light. Kyra's eyes traced slowly, slowly, along the white wolf's body. Huh, she hadn't realized how strong and good he looked until now... She found herself gazing at him with caring, sorrowful eyes. And in the moment, in the wolf's own eyes, she saw a spark of realization.

"That's what I thought," Fiala interrupted Kyra's musings. "And now I've proven to you, even though I never had to, that I can please Movix better than you. He is my mate."

Movix stood suddenly, tearing his eyes from Kyra's and looking to Fiala. "No, I'm not."

Fiala's brow furrowed and she cocked her head. "What...?"

The white wolf took a deep breath. "I'm not your mate."

Fiala started to say something but the words fled from her mouth. A few seconds later she said, "What--no--you are. You agreed to be my mate, you did!"

He shook his head. "I'm sorry, Fiala, but I can't. Even if it means breaking my word. It sounds so stupid to say, but I have to follow my heart, and it yearns for Kyra... If I became your mate, I couldn't truly love you, not while I love her. It'd only end in more pain for all three of us. And no one needs more suffering."

Fiala took a deep, shuddering breath. Maybe somewhere deep inside her, she'd always known she was trying to get someone she never could. For a brief moment, Kyra felt sympathy for the wolfess.

"You...love her...?" she asked finally.

Movix simply nodded.

Fiala looked down at the ground. A tear sparkled in the moonlight as it fell to the snow beneath her muzzle. "Why...?" she asked, her voice choked.

"I...don't really know all that well. With her, I didn't have to be the alpha, I didn't have to be anyone, just myself. Maybe it was that...release that makes me feel like I need to be with her. For you, I was always your 'alpha friend,' never just your 'friend.'"

Fiala was silent. She traced a claw through the unmarred snow for several seconds, just staring at the ground as she did. "They say that if you really love someone, you should let them go..." she said finally, no louder than a whisper. "But that's easy to say when you're not put in that position... Still...that doesn't make it any less true... If you really love her, I have no right to keep you from doing just that."

Kyra expected to feel a sudden glee and giddiness, but she didn't. She just felt relieved. If she was in Fiala's position, she couldn't say that she'd be as forgiving.

"Thank you, Fiala. You've truly been a great friend to me all these years."

"If you say so..." she finally looked up at him. "But you still broke our agreement. The pack will hear about this."

And then all kinship Kyra had for Fiala vanished in a single moment. Great.

Movix nodded. "Of course, I understand..." They were both silent for several moments, neither moving. "I guess this is goodbye, then," he said softly.

"I guess it is," Fiala responded just as quietly. She turned and bounded off through the snow.

Kyra tried to say something but it was inaudible because her muzzle was buried in the snow, but it was something along the lines of, 'No, wolfy, what are you doing, you idiot?! Stop her, break her legs, something!' But Movix didn't notice, he was busy watching his friend disappear into the cold forest. Kyra repeatedly said more and more profane things, louder and louder, until finally the wolf noticed and swept the snow away from her muzzle.

"Sorry, Kyra," he said sheepishly, laying down next to her again.

She gave him a long cold look before she grinned slyly. "So...wolfy, you love me," she said in a tone he knew well as her 'I'm going to screw with you' tone.

He closed his eyes, nodded and sighed. "Yes. It's stupid, I know, but I do." His eyes opened again. "Especially since you could probably never love me."

Kyra used most of her remaining strength to lift a forepaw and bat him across his nose with all the power of a pup's kick. "Idiot! I wouldn't have worked so hard to win a competition to be your mate, if I didn't love you, or want to be your mate!"

He smiled at her strike. "Right. Though, why did you come to love me, Kyra?"

She looked away in embarrassment and muttered something.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that," he said playfully.

She muttered louder.

"Do you hear a hummingbird nearby, too?" he asked, glancing around and then looked back to Kyra, smirking.

"I needed companionship..." she finally said loud enough. "Being a vixen can be very lonely. And though the foxes who court you can be nice and polite, no matter how likeable they are, they always leave you and never come back... I just need someone I can be with for the rest of my life, who won't leave me after mating."

Movix laughed lightly. "Wolves mate for life, so you don't have to worry about that with me."

She looked back at him. "...Does that mean we're mates now?"

The wolf shrugged. "Seems it does."

"...Good," Kyra muttered.

A silence followed, one that was not awkward or pregnant, but was simply them enjoying each other's company. "So...now what?" Movix asked finally. "I mean I guess we should kiss..."

"Kiss? You mean lick each other?" Kyra asked, still exhausted.

"No, well, yes, but I mean that thing human mates do where they tilt their heads in opposite directions and share saliva."

"Wolfy," Kyra said flatly. "That sounds stupid. Can we even do that with muzzles?"

"I think we should try."

"I can't lift my head, wolfy."

"I can lift it for you."

"No, no, I'll do it myself. I don't need anyone."

"Except me," Movix corrected.

"...Except you."

It hurt to do it, but Kyra managed to lift her head after a few seconds. Movix tilted his head to the right and she did too. They opened their mouths and pressed them against each other. Seconds passed. Kyra huffed into her wolfy's mouth. This was it? They were supposed to just stay like this? That'd be boring. A thought sprang into her mind and she pressed her tongue forward into his mouth, quickly finding his own one and running along it. Movix let out an 'mmph' of surprise and pushed back, easily overpowering the vixen's tongue and pushing his own into her muzzle. Movix's tongue was so large it pinned down Kyra's and nearly filled her mouth. Then he began to move it around, tasting her mouth. She nearly gagged at first, but as he went along her gums and fangs, and searched under her own tongue, she found herself getting into it.

She was disappointed, then, when Movix finally pulled away, leaving them both panting heavily. Kyra, nearly enervated, let her head fall back into the snow. They shared a long look, eyes holding the other's gaze for several seconds. Kyra almost felt stupid. These were things only love-struck fools did! But why, then, did they feel so right? Bah, she was letting her emotions confuse her. She pulled her eyes away from Movix's, looking instead at the full moon hanging above the mountaintops on the horizon. Without another word, the white wolf curled around his new mate.

Kyra knew it was wrong to be happy, to feel at peace with herself. From a purely cold and logical standpoint, their lives would be worse off from here on. Movix would be kicked out of his pack, and more than a few wolves would be angered by what he had done. The two of them would have to leave the area or risk being tracked down and killed. She also wasn't sure they would be able to hunt well enough to feed them both, and had all manner of other worries. There would be very trying times ahead.

...But as she cuddled up to her mate's soft white and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent, for just a single moment...everything was perfect.