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Justin tried not to walk home too excitedly.

He was tired, yes. It was only the second day of school, and gym was still his last period. But on the way home, a few moments after leaving the campus grounds, something gave him a bit of a second-wind.

It was hard not to think about it. He was aware that all day he was dangerously close to slipping into a naughty day-dream. As attentive as he tried to be in classes, as engaged as he tried to be in all the activities, and as social as he tried to be at lunch; it was just so hard.

Especially now, as the gate opened to his neighborhood, he licked his lips. His veins were teeming with excitement, every muscle on pins and needles. His heartbeat sounded in his ears, in pace with his feet which awkwardly trotted up the Colonel's driveway.

The door creaked open.

In the quiet room, the wolf pup saw the old Colonel. The veteran was at the table, eating a bowl of cereal. The old hound lifted his snout just a little. His hearing was almost deaf, but he was still sharp and alert. A smile drew upon his muzzle, and he contentedly went back to eating.

Justin paused a moment to give the hound a salute. A custom that he shared with the veteran. Then, he went up stairs, his thoughts tamed by the presence of the Colonel.

Kailey was near the far corner of the room. She sat upon the orange bean-bag chair,reading a book by way of the sunlight streaming through the window.

Brittany was on the sectional watching TV. Her head was on the armrest and right leg along the back of the couch; her other foot was planted fully on the ground.

Ashly, Alexis and Lauren were absent.

Alexis and Lauren were no surprise; they were at dance practice.

"Hey, guys," Justin bid.

"Hi, Justin," Brittany said in a very passive tone as she stretched upon the couch. She lifted her leg, her skirt riding up just a little before she whipped her arms to keep from being revealed.

"Hey," Kailey spoke, busying herself with the book.

The wolf pup walked into the room. "Where's Ash?" He questioned, a little worried.

"Who?" Brittany asked.

His hackles raised as he stepped into the room, dropping his pack. "Brittany, don't play games." He half-growled.

The vixen pouted her lips. "Relax, Romeo," she flipped her hand limply. "I'm just following orders."

The wolf raised a brow. "Orders? What orders?"

"My orders."

Justin's fur stood on end as the breath carrying the words tickled the nape of his neck. A pair of arms wrapped around him from behind, hooking about his abdomen. He shivered.

She giggled. "You cold?"

Her hands pulled back across his midsection, but roved downward as they did, briefly grazing the front of his shorts.

"I figure you'd be hot after gym class."

He turned to see Ashly smiling at him, and he smiled back nervously. Despite all of his anticipations, and despite her gesture, she seemed no different than the Ashly he'd grown up with and saw the previous day.

She took his hand.

"Thanks, Brit," the rabbit said.

"No prob." The vixen replied, moving the lazy leg upon the couch to the ground as she sat upright. She did nothing to cover the whim of her skirt's direction as she did--it was already hiked up a little high When she settled, her left thigh was dangerously exposed.

The three sat upon the sectional for a little while, watching an episode of World's Dumbest. Justin was given the junction of the sectional, and Ashly was snuggled against him, her feet pressed against the other armrest. She took Justin's hand and pulled it behind her, giving him the idea.

He let it get pinned between the girl and the back cushions, his fingers idly wrapped about his hips. But as they watched, her fingers touched his, and guided them to her tail. He glanced down at her; she up at him, and he closed his hand upon her cotton-ball.

Brittany let out a heavy laugh at one of the celebrity's jokes.

The commercials started, and the vixen turned the volume down to almost silent.

In the quiet, Kailey let out a sigh.

"What's the matter, Kay-Kay?" Brittany asked.

"Don't call me that," the skunkette snapped, her left eye peeking out from behind the book.

"You've been really uppity lately," the vixen observed. "C'mon, put that book down. Justin's here, so now we can have some fun."

The skunkette's ear twitched, and her fingers visibly gripped the book a little tensely. "You're 'fun' and my 'fun' are two different things, Brit."

"Whaddaya mean?"

Justin couldn't tell if the vixen was feigning, or genuinely confused.

Kailey closed the book and set it aside, but did not get up from her beanbag. "You know what I mean." She spoke curtly. "You basically said: 'Justin's here, now we can start fucking.' Or am I missing something?"

Ashly let out a bit of a whimper. Justin squeezed her tail; it comforted her.

"Not really," the vixen replied calmly. "We don't really need Justin to start having that kinda fun." As she said this, she gave a coy look at the wolf pup. "But really," she crawled over to the armrest, folding her arms on it to look at Kailey. "If you thought we were gonna do that stuff... why are you here? You could stay home... or we can work something out so that we do that kinda stuff when you're not around."

The skunkette folded her arms and looked toward the TV. She swallowed. "That's not my point."

Brittany sighed. "Then tell us; we're all friend here. Why're you so upset? Is it cuz you love Justin, too?"

Kailey huffed. "What? No. I just..." she looked down at her feet. "I still don't... know what to think about it... All this..."

There was a bit of silence in the room. The show started again, but the volume remained barely audible.

"So," Ashly spoke up. "Kailey... um... Are you against it?--Us doing that kinda stuff?"

"No." Even she was surprised how easily and quickly she was able to respond. Her face was caught in that confusion for a moment. "I guess I just..."

"I think," Brittany got up, standing and stretching. "That you," she pointed to Kailey in mid-reach, "should play a game with us."

The skunkette crossed her legs. "...Is it like the Truth or Dare game we played yesterday?"

The vixen smiled. "It can be, if you want."

Kailey's white eyebrow rose. "You mean it doesn't have to be?"

Brittany shrugged. "I'd like to play it that way, but we don't have to. We can mix rules. If you want to play it the naughty way you can, or maybe you just play along."

Kailey took a moment to think, and then shrugged her shoulders, standing up. "I'll just play along." She said; then added, "For now."

The vixen beamed. "You guys wanna play, too?" She questioned, turning to the lovers.

"I'm game," Justin replied.

Ashly looked at him. "Are you playing the naughty game or...?"

He smiled. "Well... what do you wanna do?"

She blushed. "Um..." She looked at his eyes, and then rested her hand on the outside of his thigh, her fingers just touching the junction to his groin. "I... I guess... naughty..."

The vixen smiled coyly. "Cool." She picked up the remote and muted the TV. "Sit in a circle, I'll go get the cards."

Ashly, Justin and Kailey sat about the ottoman, while Brittany went to her backpack. She pulled out a deck of cards, making sure there were no Jokers, and scampered back toward them, her skirt blowing up briefly as she whipped about.

"Not around the foot-stool, move over here," she said, plopping down a few feet away.

The group moved toward her.

"Okay," she said, shuffling the cards. "The name of the game is Strip Poker."

Kailey rolled her eyes. "Really?" She muttered.

Brittany paused, just about ready to shuffle the cards. "What?" She spoke defensively.

"Nothing," the skunkette said. "Just... never thought I'd be playing this..."

"Oh," the vixen smiled. "So you know how it works, then?"

Kailey chewed her lip. "Um... not exactly..." She mumbled.

"Well, it's okay. You don't have to follow the naughty rules if you don't want to," Brittany clarified. "But, for those of us that do..." she shuffled the cards, their edges rattling together. "It's real easy. Every hand, the person with the weakest hand has to take off one piece of clothing--like a sock." She stack-shuffled. "But, if the dealer wins, everyone else has to take off a piece."

"Um... Brit?" Ashly said, raising her hand.

"What's up?"

"I don't... know how to play Poker..."

"Well..." the vixen giggled. "I kinda don't either. So I was thinking we could just play Blackjack instead."

"Phew," the rabbit sighed.

"There are more rules," Brittany said, setting the deck down; "but we'll cover those once someone is pretty close to getting nekkie."

Ashly giggled and Kailey looked away as Brittany said the childish word.

Justin was doing his best not to get hard, but even talking about the game made his mouth dry.

"Cut the deck, Kailey."

The skunkette did so, and Brittany dealt the cards. Ashly had a seven, Justin a three, and Kailey had a five. She had a queen... and a nine. She tried to hide her grin; there was almost no way she would lose this game.

"Justin?" She questioned.

"Hit me."

She whipped the card out: ten.

"Again."

She gently set down a five.

"S...stay," he said.

"Ash?"

"Hit meh!"

"Bam!"

A seven.

"Stay."

"Stay," Kailey said, before Brittany even had a chance to say anything.

"Okay. I'm staying. Flip 'em." She turned hers over; "Nineteen!" She said triumphantly.

"Twenty-three..." Justin mumbled.

"Thirteen," Kailey announced.

Everyone looked at Ashly. She grinned, holding her cards close to her chest. "Sorry, Brit." She apologized, setting her cards down one at a time. Seven. Seven. Seven.

Justin whistled.

"Well all right, then," the vixen spoke coyly. "I see how it is Bunny Foo-Foo."

She giggled, rocking back on her rear, holding her hands in her lap to keep her skirt from flipping up.

"I hope you're wearing underwear, cuz iss-o'wn now, girl." The vixen threatened, setting the cards down in the center.

Ashly blushed, looking at Justin. "Maybe," she said, answering his unspoken question.

"Well... I'm the loser so... I guess no one does anything."

"Hang on," Brittany said. "Sorry, I know I'm kinda changing rules, but Justin went bust. In Blackjack, isn't that worse than being the lowest?"

Kailey seemed to be a bit agitated. "I guess."

"Take off a sock, Juss," Ashly teased.

The wolf pup took no time whipping off his sock. He took the cards; his deal. He shuffled, and had Brittany cut.

He dealt himself a four and an eight. "Ash?"

"Hit," she said, her three sitting atop her hidden card. She got a seven. "Stay."

"Kailey?"

She looked at her cards. "...Stay," she said again.

"Brittany?"

"Hit." She spoke. A two and a four showed up. She smiled. "Hit." A Jack.

"Hit," he announced, slapping down a five. "Stay."

They all flipped their cards over. Ashly had twenty, Kailey had seven, and Brittany had twenty-four. He revealed his cards.

"Two in a row." Ashly said smugly. "I'm good at this game." She pointed at Brittany. "Sock."

Brittany lifted her right leg just a little, pulling the sock off slowly. She set it down to her left.

Ashly dealt the cards. She had a nine and a seven. Kailey chose to stay again. Brittany hit twice. Justin hit once. She hit herself once; a five. She had twenty-one. She could easily win again...

But then she kinda realized what the point of the game was. Or at least, what she wanted the point to be.

"Hit," she said, getting a familiar seven. "Stay. Flip'm."

Kailey showed twelve. Brittany had seventeen. Justin got eighteen.

"Nice," Ashly complimented her lover, flipping over all her cards.

"Jeeze, it's twenty-one not thirty-one," Brittany chuckled.

"I know," the rabbit said, pulling off a sock. "Here," she said, handing the deck to Kailey, awaiting to cut it for her.

Kailey began her deal. Brittany got a nine, Justin a four, Ashly a six, and she got a two and a three. She smiled. "Brit?"

"Hit the Brit!" She said. A three. "Hiiiit!" A four. "Stay."

"Justin?"

"Hmm..." He looked at his hidden card. "Hit." A nine. "Stay."

"Ash?"

"One hit," she said. An eight. "Stay."

"I'll stay," Kailey announced.

"Again?" Brittany commented. "Are you even trying to play?"

The skunkette shrugged. "Show 'em."

Brittany showed twenty-two.

Justin flipped over twenty-three.

Ashly revealed twenty-four.

Kailey's brow flattened as she flipped over her pitiful five.

They all laughed.

"Dealer wins." Justin said, shrugging.

All three took off their other sock.

Kailey looked at the cards in her hands, and passed the deck along. Then, as the vixen took the deck, she took off both of her own socks as well, revealing her white-bottomed toes and pads.

Brittany's muzzle smiled slyly. "Feet hot?"

"...Sure," the skunkette replied.

"Round two," Brittany announced, shuffling the cards a little bit extra. "Next person who loses takes off their shirt." She set the deck for Kailey to cut. "Oh, and by the way, how about we make a new, fair, rule," she spoke, her eyes flicking over to the skunkette. "No going-for-bust just to strip."

"Okay..." the lovers grumbled.

The deal was given.

Brittany held an ace and a four. Justin had a queen, Ashly had a six, and Kailey had a nine.

"Stay."

"Hit." Four. "Stay."

"Stay."

"Hit." Brittany drew herself a three. "Stay. Flip."

Justin had fifteen. Ashly managed seventeen. Kailey revealed thirteen. Brittany matched Ashly.

"Well..." The vixen spoke rhetorically.

The skunkette stared a bit blankly, and then hooked her fingers in the lip of her shirt. She was wearing a dark-purple tee with a white moon that just about curved around where her left premature breast would be. As her knuckles moved up her stomach, her cream-colored belly-fur was exposed.

Justin had never seen her belly. She rarely wore anything that exposed her very much; never a skirt to show off her legs, nor a cut shirt to show off her midriff. Even Ashly, conservative as she was, had at least one high-rise shirt, that she wore at least once because her laundry was running low.

The most the wolf had ever seen of his friend was in a one-piece swimsuit, and that wasn't much more than usual. So to see the way her wispy, creamy tummy-fur contrasted with her jet-black coat drew his eyes' fancy.

It was predominantly on her lower-belly, near her navel, and roughly in the shape of a rhombus. A small, wispy line of the colored fur crawled up the center of her belly.

Her chest was almost entirely black, save for a few strands of the colored fur just barely mixed in here and there. Her pink nipples readily stood out against the black sheen, hardening as they felt eyes on them, as well as the open air.

And finally, as she pulled the shirt over her head and lifting her chin up, Justin got to see the full design that covered her muzzle. The almost-white fur that covered her neck pooled into another diamond-like reverse-inkblot around her collar-bone.

As she set her shirt aside, she crossed an arm in front of her chest, the black fur on her cheeks hiding her red blush.

She and Justin locked eyes for a brief moment.

Brittany distracted him. "Your deal," she stated, handing him the cards.

He dealt himself a four and a king. Ashly had a five, Kailey a two, and Brittany a three.

Kailey lifted her other card, keeping her other hand across her chest.

"Hit," spoke Ashly. A three. "Hit." A six. "...Stay."

"Hit." The skunkette said softly. An eight. "...Hit." A Jack.

"Ooooo..." Ashly commented.

"Stay." The skunkette almost spoke with relief.

"Hit me, baby!" The vixen said with a boyish inflection. She got another three. "Hit me again." Ten. "Again!" two. "Okay don't hit me again! I stay."

"Hit," Justin declared. Seven. He smiled. "Stay. Show 'em girls."

Ashly flipped over an eight, busting at twenty-two.

Kailey flipped over an Ace low; twenty-one.

Ashly hit the carpet. "I knew it!" She stated.

"Wow, I was really close," Brittany commented, flipping over another two to show her at twenty.

"So," Justin said, his voice a bit smug, "when I said 'show 'em,' I really meant it." He revealed his own twenty-one.

"Are you sure?" Ashly spoke up. "You and Kailey are tied."

"Not yet they aren't," Brittany chimed.

Even the wolf blushed, but Kailey didn't make any visible motions.

"How about this," Brittany reasoned, "Justin wins, but Kailey gets immunity since she also got Blackjack." She smiled at Ashly. "I mean, you lose your top either way, right?"

The rabbit blinked, her head shrinking to her shoulders.

"Who goes first, Juss?" Brittany asked.

The wolf pup swallowed. "Um... I guess... Ash, since she busted."

"You just wanna see me naked." She accused.

His tail thumped against the carpet. He grinned, leaning in close to her cheek. "So?"

She pushed him away. "Fine..." She pulled her arms in her shirt, and lifted it from the inside. Whereas the day before, removing her shirt was sensual and tantalizing, she brushed it off as a usual and customary thing.

That did not stop Justin from admiring her though. As she tossed the blue shirt behind her a short way, he openly ogled her. She leaned back on the heels of her palms, at least glad he was appreciating her.

Then she looked over to Kailey. The skunkette was eying her, as well. She felt a shiver run down her front, the first bit of stimulation to hit her groin yet. As they stared at one another, Kailey lowered the arm covering her nipples, once again revealing the pert dots of pink on her black-furred chest.

"Guess it's my turn." Brittany said, all too eager to take off her clothes. She pulled off her shirt just as Kailey had done; but whereas Kailey's hand lifted slowly out of shyness, Brittany's lifted slowly out of volition. She wanted to expose her white belly as sensually as possible, even going as far as covering it with her arm.

She pulled her shirt off one-handed, curling forward to get it off her head. Then, tossing it aside, she finished off her display with a bit of a stretch, her eyes focusing on each member of the group individually; starting with Justin, and ending with Kailey.

Before she dropped her arms, still looking at the skunkette, the vixen licked her lips.

Ashly reached for the cards.

"Hope you're wearing underwear," the vixen chimed to the rabbit again, a reminder of her earlier threat.

Ashly's hand paused, and glanced at Justin. As she brought her hands up to stack-shuffle, she coyly lifted the hem of her red skirt. Underneath was a pair of dark-red panties. They were on show for only a second, before she tended to the cards.

"Hit," Kailey said, a little quietly. "Stay."

"Stay," declared the vixen.

"Stay."

"Hmm..." Ashly was sitting on a fifteen. She pressed her luck. "Hit." Nineteen. "Stay."

Kaily flipped over twenty-one.

"Darn..." Brittany grumbled, flipping over twenty.

Justin chuckled. "What do we do if we all get twenty?" He questioned, flipping the cards over.

"I guess..." Brittany said, "Maybe it's a draw."

Ashly whimpered, showing her nineteen.

"Ooooh!" Brittany clapped. "Now it gets fun... go on, take off that skirt."

Ashly stood up, a grin on her face. Her cheeks began to turn red as she went for waistband of her skirt. Then she stopped.

"No weaseling out," the vixen taunted.

"I know," the rabbit said, and glanced to her lover. Quickly, she flipped her skirt up, and latched her thumbs into her panties. She pulled them down, instead, her skirt blocking the view of her privates just-so.

She knelt as her panties went to her ankles, and took them off by lifting her feet off the ground. She swung the garment forth on her left hand, and dropped it on Justin's--now tented--lap.

"Oh!" Brittany cooed, quickly grasping the discarded garment. "These are so cute!" She lifted them up, examining them. "They're so soft, too." She rubbed them against her cheek. "Your mom lets you get sexy undies?"

The rabbit blushed deeper. "Well... I can't really wear cotton..." She fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. "My skin is too sensitive... down there... so I have to get really soft undies..."

"Lucky," the vixen said jealously. She flipped up her skirt, scratching at the crotch of her very light-pink panties. "Mine's all scratchy-cotton." She smiled at Justin, and proffered the bunny's undies.

Out of habit of the gesture, he took them.

"Thanks, I just wanted to look at them."

Justin blushed, the tent in his shorts shifting a little as he realized he'd taken back his lover's underwear.

"Are... are we ready?" Kailey asked, nervously shuffling.

"Deal," Justin said, setting the underwear in his lap.

Brittany had a five, Justin got a two, and Ashly got an eight. Kailey gave herself a seven and an eight.

"Stay," said Brittany, setting down her hidden card.

"Hit," said the pup. He got a queen. "Hmm..." He looked at his hidden card again. "Stay."

"Uh..." Ashly chewed her lip. "I'll stay."

"What the hell," Kailey muttered. "Hit." A nine. Hell, indeed. "Stay," she tried not to grumble.

Brittany flipped fifteen.

Ashly groaned as she flipped fourteen.

Justin let out a breath as he flipped fifteen as well.

Kailey gulped, and showed her twenty-four.

"Uh oh, Kailey," Ashly said. "Um..."

The skunkette started to blush. "Yeah... I know."

"You don't have to, y'know," Brittany stated. All eyes fell to her, like she had just insulted them. "What? I'm just saying, jeez."

Justin chuckled.

Without a word, Kailey stood up. She popped the button on her jeans and unzipped her fly, but used her hands to keep them closed. "P--promise not to laugh..." She muttered sheepishly.

Brittany smiled. "Don't worry, Kailey," she said softly, almost with a seductive growl. "We're all friends; we won't laugh."

Still uncertain, Kailey took a deep breath.

One second her pants were around her waist, the next they were around her ankles.

Initially, Justin looked away, as if to give her some sense of modesty. But she held her hands clasped behind her back, and watched as his eyes fell back on her.

She wore light-purple panties, which had dark-purple dots like raindrops on the surface of a pond.

Her legs felt so cold, and she felt so exposed. But her heart raced--and she couldn't decide if it was a good feeling or bad. But it was intense, nonetheless, and she felt her excitement rising.

"You want us to take a picture?" Brittany asked.

Blushing, Kailey kicked her pants back and sat down again.

"I think those are my favorite pair," Ashly stated with a giggle.

The implication made Justin's fur stand on end for a second.

"So..." the vixen said, as she gathered the cards. "Now that we're getting closer to... the fun part of the game... Can I add a rule?" She looked to Kailey.

The skunkette looked away. "I don't care," she said nervously.

"How about this:" Brittany shuffled the cards once. "Whenever someone's totally naked..." she flattened the bridge, "If they lose or bust... whoever the winner is--if there is one--gets to..." She leaned in. "Gets to do something naughty to them."

"I like it," Ashly giggled.

"Wow, Ash," Brittany sat upright. "I didn't think you'd be so eager." She made a show of sniffing the air.

The rabbit blushed. "Well... this game is... y'know." She looked at Justin. "Turning me on, a little."

"I like the rule," the pup said, wagging his tail.

"Of course you do," Kailey said. "You're the one with the most clothes on."

"Yeah!" Brittany huffed, tossing a card at him. "You tell him, Kay-Kay. Justin should just take off his shirt because he's a gentleman."

"But I'm just letting you ladies go first," he grinned, feeling smart about his own comment.

"Whatever," Brittany huffed.

Kailey could feel her blood tingling all through her body. She was still figuring all of this out.

"Stay," Said the pup.

It was like the little devil and angel on her shoulder were fighting. She knew that this stuff they were doing would get them in a lot of trouble...

"Hit." Ashly spoke. "Hit again... and stay."

But the way it made her feel was--

"Earth to Kay-Kay."

"Huh?" She flinched, like her teacher had caught her daydreaming.

"You gonna play cards or just look at Justin's dick?"

Her lips hung ajar. "I wasn't--" She started to say. But... wait...

Justin was blushing. "It's okay," he said. "I don't mind..."

Kailey felt a wave of anxiety run over her. Had she really been staring at his...!?

"Hit or stay?" Brittany insisted.

"Hit!" She said, and then as the queen slapped onto the carpet she realized she hadn't even looked at her cards. "St--stay," she meekly declared.

"I'll stay." The vixen declared as she set the cards down in the center.

Justin flipped over a four and five. "There," he stated.

"Aww, are you trying to lose on purpose?" Ashly cooed, rubbing his head.

"I thought that was a rule not to," Kailey muttered.

Ashly revealed her sixteen.

Kailey gulped on the inside. She had a queen and a two. Her ears pounded, and that terrible tickling feeling started happening in her groin. She felt a drop of water fall down her leg toward her rear. It sent a shiver up her spine.

She nervously reached for her card. Could they all see her hand was trembling? Anything--anything--but a ten or face. She flipped the card over. Ten of hearts.

"Oh my gosh!" Ashly said. "Kailey, oh no..."

"Sorry, Kay-Kay," Brittany said, her inflection implying anything but the words she spoke. She flipped over her cards, showing eighteen.

The skunkette's heart started skipping beats. When she started, she didn't ever think that she would get naked--let alone be the first one. But the little devil by her ear made her realize she understood the point of this game the moment she started.

At some point, everyone would be naked.

Taking in a deep breath to calm her nerves, Kailey stood on trembling legs. Her fingers rested on her tummy as she looked at Justin--then at his crotch. Her vision started to blur with the bloodrush that hit; she saw white over her eyes.

Her legs would have betrayed her and let her fall, had Ashly and Brittany not kept her up.

"Easy, girl."

"Kailey..." Ashly said with worry.

"Hey, Kay," Justin said, standing up.

Kailey, her nose running, remained motionless as Justin came closer to her. Up until now, everything had been fun and giggles, but the look on his face was sincere and gentle. He got very close to her, and rested his hand on her shoulder.

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to, okay? We mean it. We're just having fun... if you're not having fun then..." He looked at the other two eager girls, their faces concerned along with his.

"I wanna..." Kailey managed to say. "I want to... I'm just... n--"

"Nervous?" Brittany finished for her.

Kailey nodded.

"Maybe..." Ashly thought. "Maybe it'd be easier if... Justin took off your undies?"

After a moment of looking into her eyes, the pup saw her nose dip gently in a nod. "Y--yeah," she vocalized.

When she saw the redness deepen in his cheeks and the suppressed grin that he fought against twitch on his lips, she felt a bit relieved. Maybe they were all just a little nervous... that's what she wanted to believe.

"Okay," Justin agreed, and got to his knees in front of her. He looked at the little triangle of purple fabric, accented all around by creamy, white fur. Her inner thighs were white enough that he could see her skin as she parted her legs just a little for him. The pool of cream fur at the elastic waistband hinted that her entire crotch was the solid color, as if it were saying here's my privates, come look!

Her undies were rather relaxed around her vulva. He recognized the gentle contour of the fabric, as it loosely clung to the delicate lips of her nethers. He felt a twitch as he saw the dark patch where her underwear was saturated. The dark-purple stain displaying her arousal, just in case the scent wafting from her loins did not.

Kailey's legs began to tremble again, this time with anticipation. She felt a pair of hands hook under her armpits and lift her just a little. She didn't question it as she stood on her tip-toes, the person behind her pushing their hips forward to force hers to jut out just a little.

Justin licked his muzzle as he reached up, his nose coming close to sniff.

Kailey felt a sharp tingle lance through her tummy as his nose bumped her crotch.

His face fell away for just a moment as he reached back to untie the lace he expected to find about her tail--but this time, he found that the rear of her undies just rested beneath her tail. So instead, he gripped there, and pulled down.

As the fabric slid down her thighs and over her knees, exposing her sex, he dipped his muzzle underneath. The smell was uninhibited now, as well as his view.

The creamy fur, in fact, did not cover her groin. It stayed just away from her cunny lips, which were surrounded by her black fur. But this meant that the pink, thin folds of skin grabbed his eyes' attention just as much as her nipples had. The contrast practically told him to look, ogle and visually feast.

Kailey looked down nervously as Justin craned his neck and got further underneath her. She felt so exposed, and yet it was wonderfully exhilarating. The person behind her nudged the inside of her feet, and she acquiesced to the motion, spreading her legs to yield more of her most intimate of body parts.

Then, to the skunkette's absent-minded surprise, Ashly's hand snaked down her tummy, reaching toward her girlhood. She gasped as she felt her best friend's gentle fingers rub against her immature folds, and then split them apart. Her eyes went wide as her pussy was splayed, feeling the exhale of the pup looking over her intimacy tickle the supple flesh inside.

She gasped, and watched as the fur right between the brow of his eyes was darkened.

She knew immediately what it was.

"I'm s-sorry!" She stammered bashfully.

Justin stared up at her from underneath her. He grinned. "It's okay," he said, and sat upright, moving his hands beneath her.

She watched as he held one hand under her, and the thumb of his other brushed against her. She felt a sharp sting of pleasure lance through her, and closed her eyes as she whimpered.

When she opened her eyes, he was standing upright, looking at his palm. She looked, and saw that it was saturated with her thin, musky juices.

"You smell really nice," he complimented, proffering his palm to her nose. She sniffed, and winced. She hated any odor that came from her. It smelled almost sour, something akin to the sickly-sweet smell of mildew.

At her reaction, Justin's lips frowned.

She watched as he looked at his dampened palm, and then held her breath as he rubbed it about his chin and neck, lathering her juices into his fur like cologne.

Ashly let her friend go, and went to the wolf. "You're so sweet," she told him, and promptly licked his neck.

Kailey once again felt nervous--her friend just ran her tongue across where he'd put her juices.

"Welcome to the club, Kailey," said the vixen. They all looked at her. She was sitting with the cards, her fingers smoothing the trim of her underwear about the crotch. Her blue panties were blatantly soaked. "So... if you're done ya little horn-dog," she patted the cards, "it's your deal."

Justin made no effort to adjust the raging erection that stuck almost directly away from him under his shorts.

"Hey..." Kailey muttered, lifting her ankle to slide her underwear off all the way. "D--don't forget..." she trailed, as she tossed her panties toward her friend.

He turned, just enough so that the garment caught right on his dick.

Brittany burst out laughing so hard she snorted.

Everyone followed with giggles as they went back to their spots.

Brittany continued to sit with her legs crossed, unabashedly exposing her panties. Ashly did the same, but kept a hand against her skirt, still intent on concealing her treasures. Kailey sat with her legs crossed, at first. But, as Justin started dealing the cards, she placed her feet flat with her knees up, exposing just a little of the top half of her privates.

"I'll stay." Ashly declared.

Kailey also stayed.

"Hit!" Brittany said, before staying as well.

"And," Justin set the deck down. "Stay."

The pup's lover flipped sixteen. Kailey flipped fourteen. Brittany giggled, as she flipped nineteen.

"Uh oh..." Ashly said nervously. "It's either Justin or Kailey..."

"C'mon, Justin." Brittany said, crossing her arms. "Haven't you tortured poor Kay-Kay enough?"

"Well," the wolf grinned. "Maybe you guys should make her feel less alone." He revealed his hidden card, adding his count up to twenty.

"Oh my gosh." Ashly huffed.

"Really?" Brittany rolled her eyes.

"It was your rule, Brittany," the skunkette said with a silver tongue. "Right Juss?" She moved a hand to her groin, as she sat back and traced her finger over her damp lips.

"This time, Brittany goes first," Ashly stated, her cheeks red.

"Sure," the vixen stated, as she rolled back. With her legs sticking up in the air, she pulled at her skirt. Huffing and puffing, she shimmied it off like it was the most difficult thing in the world. Then, when it reached her ankles, she flicked the garment away behind her.

They expected her to sit back down, but then she started removing her blue panties as well. She pulled at the sides, exposing her white-furred heiney and tailhole. As the panties neared her knees, she pulled them in, spreading her legs at her groin.

Justin watched as she pulled her panties from her ankles, and then laid back. Her knees fell to her sides, her thighs split wide as she spread eagle in front of everyone. Her pussy lips were naturally pulled apart from her position. She reached down, panties on her fingers, and wiped her soaked nethers with the fabric, letting out a moan. As she sat up, she tossed them over at Justin.

His eyes dilated as he was overwhelmed with the scent.

Ashly glared at her lover.

"What?" Justin questioned, panties still on his face.

"Hmph," she said, looking away.

"Uh oh," Brittany said. "Sorry, Ash, I didn't mean to..."

"It's not your fault," the rabbit said, then looked down sadly. "I guess I just can't be as... sexy as you."

The vixen quickly darted forward, catching the rabbit on the shoulders. "Sure you can!" She insisted, leaning in close. "All you need is a little practice. Don't worry," she smiled. "I'll teach you." Then, she leaned in and kissed the rabbit on the lips.

Ashly vocalized her surprise as the vixen's muzzle met hers. Then again when their tongues began to wrestle. But, very quickly, she returned the wrestling. When Brittany broke the kiss, a string of saliva held between them for just a second before it broke.

"All you need to do is think of things that are a little crazy," Brittany said, moving around behind the rabbit and pulling at her skirt. "Like, instead just taking your skirt off, I'll hold it and you crawl out of it, kay?"

The rabbit giggled nervously. "O--okay," she agreed, looking at Justin.

His tail thumped on the carpet.

"H--Hang on," Kailey said, her tongue feeling dry.

The rabbit and vixen looked at her as she crawled on hands in knees to get in front of them. She leaned back on her palms, and put her feet flat on the ground.

"I b--bet you're thirsty, Ash," she spoke nervously, scooting just close enough to her friend to have her pussy just a few inches away from her face. "M--my pussy's really wet. You can... drink me if you want..." She lifted her rump off the ground.

"Yeah..." Ashly said, licking her lips, catching on. "So... thirsty..."

The wolf pup watched as his lover crawled on her hands, the waistband of her skirt held by Brittany.

Ashly's tongue stuck out, intending to reach Kailey's dribbling cunny. But the skunkette took a crab-step backwards, keeping her honey just out of the bunny's reach. The hungry rabbit crawled a palm's-step forward, her skirt pulling off of her waist.

"Almost there..." Kailey huffed in anticipation, fighting her every nerve to let the rabbit catch her morsel.

"Please, I need it..." Ashly groaned, continuing to crawl like a zombie toward her best friend's cooch. She lifted her left leg, turning over to the side as she slipped it out of her skirt.

Justin saw his lover's cunny exposed for a moment. His hands latched onto his turgid dick, all this teasing finally getting to be too much for him.

Ashly lowered her leg and pulled the other through. As her skirt was freed from her right ankle, she suddenly lunged forward.

"Haaaah!" Kailey's back arched up as soon as her best friend's lips enveloped her labia. She felt a gentle suction, and then the tongue invaded. Her shoulders hit the carpet, unable to hold up as the dexterous muscle drew circles inside her most intimate of places. Her passage began to twitch at the touch, such new sensations exciting muscles she never knew she had.

"I'm feeling thirsty, too," Brittany said, licking her muzzle as she leaned forward. The rabbit's butt and girlhood were displayed so perfectly, her legs invitingly parted with her knees upon the carpet. The vixen moved her hand to press against Ashly's mons, and pushed up just a little to get the best vantage. The rabbit complied, and she lowered, gathering as much saliva on her tongue before drawing it across the bright pink labia. She started at the peeking clit, and as she neared the entrance to the delicate passage her tongue lanced forth in wild invasion.

The rabbit puckered her lips about the skunkette's clitoris and moaned as she felt her tunnel breached.

"Oh Ashly!"

"Holy shit this is hot..." Justin rubbed his hand up and down his length, teasing himself as best he could without going overboard. The comment came out without his realization, until he opened his eyes to see that all three girls had stopped, and looked at him.

They were all still for several seconds. Finally, the wolf pup gulped.

He howled as all three girls jumped him, six hands grasping at him and pulling in different directions. They caught his hands and pulled his shirt up, but didn't take it off; it remained about his eyes while he struggled and wriggled. Another pair caught his ankles, keeping him from kicking and scurrying away; but he was a strong pup. He almost slipped out, until he felt something very gentle brush against his sole of his foot.

That was arguably more dangerous, as it caused him to giggle and kick uncontrollably; but it kept him from resisting the other pair of hands about his waist. They pulled his shorts down, nudging his underwear just a little from the drag. When his shorts were at his ankles, someone sat upon his calves.

The hands let go of his ankles, and he huffed from exhaustion. Then, his breath caught as he felt a hand grope his boyhood.

He wasn't released at the wrists, and his shirt wasn't moved from his eyes. He could only feel as the hand traced the circumference of his lumpy groin, beneath his testes and around his length as it rested mostly against his tummy. Then it pushed against his length proper, easing it down against his stomach.

He made it twitch, and heard a gasp.

The hand went for the fly of his briefs, parting it. His penis was pulled through, allowed to feel the open air. The fingers gripped about him, shaking just a little as they gently squeezed his girth. He was squeezed with differing amounts of pressure, which made him tense just a bit when it was a little too much.

Then his stomach lurched, and he let out an audible Oh! as his tip was taken. The lips that circled him were shy and tentative; only encircling just the first inch or less of his head. They suckled, like they were trying to get milk from a bottle. He huffed, and then groaned as the suction intensified for a few seconds before the lips popped off.

Then, there was motion. The weight on his calves lifted. His underwear was pulled away.A hand pressed on his stomach, knees bumping aside his hips.

"Like this."

It was a whisper, he couldn't tell who. A giggle came from the person holding his arms. He felt his length grasped gently, and guided. It was pulled so that it stuck straight upward, and he could feel the heat escaping from it into the open air.

He whimpered.

"Shhh," the person behind him said.

"Down," the whisper, "down, down..."

He felt something brush against his tip just barely. He couldn't help the instinctive buck of his hips.

"Eee!"

"It's okay."

The heel of the hand about his length pressed down on his testes just a little--a warning. He breathed heavily.

"Try again," the whisper coaxed.

Again, he felt something barely brush the tip of his penis. He fought the instinct to buck, though, and was rewarded. The hand holding his length moved it, forward and back. He could feel the wetness trickling down onto him; the warm, supple flesh that his dick was brushing against drooling openly about his member.

"I'm ready..." a third voice whispered, shakily.

His dick was held still, barely prodding against the intimate muscle.

"Just ease down."

"Ooo!"

The hand was quick to press against his balls; and he wanted to buck up so badly! He made up for it by twitching, huffing with need as the groin barely took him just like the lips had. Several seconds passed, and then, at last, the movement started again.

"So warm..." the voice whispered as she eased more of his length into her wonderfully soft sanctum. He felt every twitch of her walls as she slowly eased down, and he could barely take how good the gentle bit of friction felt about his length. He wanted badly to hilt, but the slow motion felt so good, like eating a bag of M&Ms one at a time.

The last inch or so was abrupt. "Ah!" She exclaimed, as she felt his tip bury deep into her. "Oh wow... I can feel his pulse..."

His shirt was finally lifted away. He could breathe again! The stuffy air from having his lips pressed against the sweaty fabric had started making him a bit delirious, plus the lack of bloodflow to his head.

After several deep, gratifying breaths, he opened his eyes.

Kailey shyly looked down at him. "I--it feels... good," she said.

Ashly hugged her best friend, and rubbed the skunkette's mons. "I think I can feel him deep in your tummy," she giggled, kissing Kailey on the cheek.

"That was so hot," Brittany said. "The way you had your fingers spreading Kailey's pussy while she put him in, Ash. Wow! I didn't know it looked like that. I almost came just from watching it."

"Do I--do I feel good, Juss?" Kailey asked meekly.

Justin looked up at her. It was hard to think, but he gripped her hips gently, and closed his eyes as he made himself twitch as hard as he could inside her.

"Oh!" She cooed, reaching down and pressing her hand between them, as if to cover their intimacy. She giggled nervously. "Do... do that again?"

He grinned, twitching a few more times.

"Oh wow," she squirmed. "It's--it's like he's tickling me!"

"You think that feels good," Ashly said, rubbing her friend's chest, "you should pull off of him and then make him go back in."

"Wait--" Justin huffed, trying to calm his nerves. "Um... didn't... didn't it hurt?"

Kailey shook her head. "I..." She looked down and the side bashfully. "I used... my showerbrush to do that... last night. It... has a long handle..."

"It only hurts the first time," Brittany clarified. "We'll have to make sure Lexi and Laurie do that, too."

After several moments, Ashly chuckled. Only then did Justin realize exactly what the vixen had said.

"L--like this?" Kailey questioned, rising up and falling back down.

"Kinda," Brittany nodded. "You gotta do it... hm... Like, it's not just going up and down. You have to work your hips..."

"Like this," Justin said, and then bucked in her a few times.

"Oh my gosh!" Kailey practically fell on her friend as he humped her, catching herself with her palms as he stopped the demonstration.

"Put your hands on his chest," Ashly suggested.

Justin felt her palms on his pecks, she smiled a little as their eyes met.

"Now, pretend like he's a horse," Ashly said. "Except you have to do the motions."

"Okay..." Hesitantly, the skunkette pulled up. The motion was a bit easier, now that she was leaning over. She lifted up awkwardly, but when she pushed back down, she could feel his tip scraping across the back of her vaginal wall.

She couldn't help the groan that escaped her. It felt too good. She readjusted her position on him, moving her palms to his shoulders, and her knees to be a little wider. She bit her lip, and then very gently moved. She made sure she had a good rhythm, moving just enough to let his dick tickle her constantly.

Then, when she felt like she could do it, she lifted off more.

His hands rested on her hips, and when he pushed she pushed back down. A groan escaped them, but she didn't stop.

Her mind began to let the pleasure saturate her all over. This wasn't that scary at all! This felt much better than her fingers, and because she already made it hurt last night there wasn't any real discomfort.

Sure, it was a little weird that she could feel her pussy getting stretched. But as she humped him, that feeling went from weird to amazing. She couldn't get over how warm it was--it was like the heat was easing her in a way.

She tired quickly. Despite being somewhat athletic, the added emotions she was feeling sapped her energy. Every few moments she had to rest for just a second. When she needed to, she pushed down as hard as she could, getting Justin's cock as deep into her as it could go.

She was embarrassed by this, but Justin didn't seem to mind. When she breathed heavily, he reached up and tweaked at her nipples. She didn't know her immature breasts could give her such feelings. As he pinched and twisted, it was like he was relieving stress she had kept pent up there for a long time--like he was massaging her back, only better.

"I like fucking you," he said suddenly, as she took a quick break.

"Y--you do?" She asked.

"Yeah. You like fucking me, too?"

She felt her cheeks burn. "Y--yeah."

He grinned. "That's not what you say," he chuckled.

She looked down nervously. "Wh--what do I say then?"

He gripped her hips, and then she suddenly felt his dick piston inside of her. She could barely hold herself up. "Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Justin!"

"That's it," he grunted.

"Make me cum!" She begged.

"Want me to cum in you?"

"Yes, yes!"

Ashly saw the knot forming at the base of his dick. The memory came to her right then, and suddenly her hand lashed out. "Wait," she muttered.

The romping slowed.

"I--I'm sorry Ash, I didn't mean to--"

"It's okay, Kailey," she smiled to her friend. She moved her fingers between their coupling, wrapping it around her lover's knot. "Don't stick this in, Justin."

"Wh--why not?" He whimpered.

"Because," she spoke sternly. "Right now, you only get to do that with me."

The wolf pup swallowed.

"Oh c'mon," the rabbit cooed. "Kailey's so wet and you're so hard. Keep going, you guys need to cum together."

"I can... I can cum in her?"

"Sure," the bunny said, squeezing her lover's knot. "Just don't stick this in. Go on, I wanna feel it when you cum--and you'll love it Kailey, I promise."

"I... wanna feel it. I wanna cum."

Justin gripped her hips, and started to buck.

"No..." The skunkette, pushed his hands away. "I wanna do it."

He felt a wave of heat across his body. She said it with such determination, such fervor. With Ashly's fingers squeezing his knot, and Kailey's pussy squeezing his dick, he rested back and closed his eyes.

Kailey humped him with a newfound vigor. She pressed her hands just below his navel and hopped up and down his stick with wild abandon. She openly groaned, begging him to cum. "I wanna feel it, please."

"Make her cum, big boy."

"Fill her up with your hot cream, sweetie."

"Squeeze me harder, Ash!" His lover complied, her fingers like a vice around his knot. "I'm gonna--I'm cumming!"

"Oh wow!" Kailey exclaimed, holding herself down on him. "I can feel it--aaaaaaah_inside _meeeee!" The way his dick throbbed in her passage, expanding outward and stretching her ever so more; the way his tip tickled the back of her wall as jet after jet of his warm, runny seed coated her insides with a sticky warmth. It sent a feeling through her she had never felt before. Her pussy began to pitch and tremble all on its own; she felt like she was having a blood-rush again. Sparks of light washed over her eyes, and every neuron in her brain wanted this pleasure to last forever.

But over a few moments it faded, and as it sapped away from her she collapsed, heaving.

"Wow," Ashly whispered. "I could feel it all shooting out," she commented while she gently pumped his knot. She stopped when she heard him groan, and pulled her hand away. "C'mere, Brit."

Gingerly, the vixen came around to see. She looked at the sight. "Aww, it looks so cute the way he's still inside of her. Like he's all bundled up and doesn't wanna leave."

"And they were wet, too." The bunny pointed out, lifting her soaked hand. She sniffed it, and took her thumb in her mouth. Brittany took her index finger.

They both licked and cleaned the digits, applying suction as their lips popped free. They looked at each other, and then suddenly Ashly leaned in.

Brittany accepted the kiss readily, inviting the rabbit's tongue in to wrestle with hers.

"I need to cum," Ashly said with exasperation.

"Me too." Brittany agreed. "C'mere, we'll make each other cum."

Ashly followed as Brittany went a few feet away from the post-coitus coupling. She sat back on her rear, spreading her legs. The rabbit followed, and got ready to give the vixen some very special kisses.

Brittany giggled, "You're so horny," she commented, lifting the rabbit's chin.

Ashly groaned. "You try holding his dick while he's cumming," she said with need.

"Sit like me, I wanna try something."

Ashly gingerly rested upon her rear, spreading her legs. "What are we doing, exactly?"

"Scoot closer, put this leg over and that one under," the vixen instructed.

They worked together, shimmying their privates closer together.

Ashly quickly realized what the vixen was getting at, and made some slight adjustments. They reached out to hold hands, their pussies mere inches away from one another.

"I think this is called 'scissoring,'" Brittany explained. "Just push against me really hard with your cutey, okay?"

"Okay."

They counted to three, and pressed into each other.

It was awkward at first, but they both felt that there was something to this. At last, Ashly found it out when she sat up a little, and Brittany pushed. She felt the vixen's pussy mash against her clit, and let out a groan, outright letting go to catch herself from falling.

"Oh--that's it!" Ashly said. "Hit the buttons!"

They readjusted, and then went at it with desperation. Ashly held onto Brittany's calf while she ground herself against the vixen's slobbering sex. Between them, their pussies were making wet and sloppy noises that would have made them break out into giggles were they not so desperate to cum.

"What are you guys doing?"

They both paused as Kailey sat by them, looking at their privates all mashed together.

"S--scissoring," Ashly spoke.

Kailey giggled. "You guys are making a real mess," she said, rubbing her hand where their privates kissed. She collected their honey and spread it a little farther up their tummies, toward their navels.

"Maybe when we're done you can clean us up," Brittany replied slyly.

"Actually..." Kailey rubbed the leftover juices on her mons as she reached down with her fingers toward the lips of her own pussy. She felt the thin liquid of the wolf's cum on her crotch-fur, and smiled with a gleam in her eye. "I think I wanna make this even messier!"

The two girls watched as Kailey stretched her legs over where they were joined, and squatted just above them. She spread her pussy lips as wide as she could, and pushed her finger in. She fingered herself for a few seconds, before flicking the digit outward.

The thin, watery cum began to trickle from her little canal, falling in dribbles upon the pussies just a few inches below hers.

"Oh... it's like he's cumming on us," Brittany said as she started to grind.

"Yeah, just what I needed..."

The girls began to slowly grind against one another, mixing the cum between their sexes.

Kailey began circling her middle finger about her clit, holding her lips open with her index and ring-finger. Now and again she brushed over the little button, causing her walls to clench and then relax. That motion first caused the cum to stop for a second, but then a big gob of it would fall out and mix with the rest as it was churned by the hungry cunnies just below.

Kailey stopped teasing herself. She had to cum again, so bad! Her finger relentlessly brushed over her little clitty, until at last she felt the wave of pleasure saturate her once more.

"Oh Justin!" She called. Her vagina clenched as her hips bucked. This forced all of the cum to trickle out at regular intervals, almost a constant stream dribbling out of her like honey pouring from the jar.

"His cum is all over me," Ashly cooed.

"Me too." Brittany sat up. "Ash, push my button, please! Make me cum!"

The rabbit huffed as she sat up, and their fingers dashed forward to one another's clits. Kailey's pussy fell on them, covering their hands in her honey and Justin's cum.

All three groaned as the rabbit and vixen climaxed, squirming underneath the skunkette's burning cooch.

They collapsed, cuddling in with one another; Kailey sandwiched between them. They hugged one another, gently twitching their hips and rubbing the others' pubic mounds as they all recovered from their excitements.

And all the while, Justin could be heard snoring, his soaked and knotted dick still poking straight up in the air.