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Ding-dong!

The doorbell rang.

Upstairs, in this little suburban home, a whitetail doe was shaken from her erotic fantasy. Her husband had to go into work late tonight, wouldn't be home until morning. Inside, she could feel her biological clock ticking, she wanted a fawn already. Her vibrator buzzed diligently in her pussy, but it was no substitute for a real buck pumping his seed in her fertile womb, leaving her laden with his offspring.

She cursed under her breath when she heard the doorbell. She'd been on the brink of her latest self-induced orgasm when the offending ring shattered her dream world. She cleaned her toy, tossed it haphazardly in a pile of laundry then put a robe on, hoping she could chase off whoever it was.

As her petite hooves clacked on the way down, she failed to notice that she hadn't properly tied her robe shut. She threw the front door open and a gust blew back her robe like a downy cape, exposing every sexy inch of her young body.

The fruit bat's nose bled as he was promptly bombarded with the sight of the married doe in her naked glory. "Shit..." He muttered, folding his wings in front to hide the tent in his pants.

The doe blushed and held her robe shut. She looked at the bat, "Who the hell are you?"

The bat gulped before he remembered why he rang the doorbell. He cleared his throat. "Good morning, Madame. Is there a husband or children at home?" He held up a small bible. "I come to talk of the Good Lord, to ask if you would come join our church this Sunday."

The doe kept her robe closed with one hand as she looked over the handsome young flying fox who stood on her porch. Her mood lightened considerably. "No... my husband is at work, won't be back until tomorrow, his job often has him working late... and we have no children, despite us being together for two years now."

The bat straightened his black tie. "Ah, well, maybe then I could just speak with you?"

She smiled, "That'd be fine. Please come in, I'll just slip into something more suitable then we could talk all you want."

The fruit bat smiled, showing a fang through such an innocent face. "God bless you, Missus." He followed her inside. He thanked the good graces of the lord that his erection had gone down some. He blushed again when he looked up.

The doe bent down, letting the bat see her smooth thighs and thick ass as she cleared the kitchen table for him. She looked at him with a hint of mischief, "Please, make yourself at home, I will be right back." and she went upstairs.

The bat watched the doe as she went up, then he opened up his hollowed-out bible, took out a knife and went upstairs after her. He used his ears to pick out the most minute sounds she was making. He crept into her bedroom. It was empty. He shook his head before he began going through her drawers, finding jewelry, money, taking what he could find. He failed to notice the doe coming in.

"I figured you weren't no altar boy, Batty."

He yelped and turned. His jaw dropped open at the naked doe standing in front of him.

The doe giggled, "Did you really think I'd be so naïve? My husband's a lawyer. I know what a good liar sounds like and you weren't sellin' shit. I just figured you came for this, didn't think you'd be so stupid to try and steal my costume jewelry."

He frowned, "Costume jewelry?"

She giggled again, "Yeah, but that's enough talk about that, what do I do with you now?" She stepped closer.

The bat raised his knife.

She grabbed his wrist and pinned it back against her dresser. "Now, you really wouldn't wanna do that." She pressed her naked body up against him. "Not when you've got a real prize right here."

The flying fox gulped once more. His cellphone rang.

She silenced it for him, before yanking his pants down then throwing him on her bed.

The bat backed up from the doe as she crawled onto the bed. His cock stood at attention, but he wasn't so eager. "Please..."

She stopped him with a finger to his muzzle. "Shush, and let Mama take care of it for ya." She kissed him as she straddled his lap and ground her warm snatch over his length.

He sobbed a final weak protest before she sank down on him. Then... it was like a hot, wet, silken sheet had enveloped his malehood. He... had never felt anything like it.

The doe cooed from his expression, "I see... I'm your first ain't I?" She leaned in, "You're welcome." She rose her hips, allowed him to slide out some before she pushed back down. "Mmm, I can't believe someone as well hung as you ain't had a girlfriend."

He blushed, "I don't... I have a boyfriend."

Now she understood. She giggled at the thought of being a young gay boy's first pussy. "Well, now that just made you even cuter, Batty. What's his name?" She continued to ride him slowly so they could talk.

The bat gripped her hips as she rode him, "T-t-taylor. Um, I'm Vladimir."

"Vlad? That's a sexy name."

He gulped as she nipped him on his chest. "Oh God, you're so warm."

She leaned in closer, "If you wanna cum, you can go ahead, but I'll want your full effort after that."

He nodded, "Sorry..." He whined as he thrust up hard.

She sat there and smiled as his cock pulsed inside her. "It's okay, I understand. I don't expect you to be that good on your first try, I don't even know you." She giggled.

Then, her phone rang.

In her brief distraction, the bat toppled her over. Then, she was on her back with him waist deep inside her. "I'm still hard, I think I can give you a better show!" He hissed before he took charge.

She grinned, "Now that's what I like!"

The phone continued to ring as the couple tossed and turned in bed together.

As the doe's first orgasm washed over her, she heard her husband's voice over the answering machine.

"Liv? They're makin' me stay out another three days. I'm sorry I can't be home, but there's this big deal, it should bring us in a lot of money. I promise I'll be back by this Friday at least."

...

On the other end of the phone, the whitetail buck sat in a hotel room, tie untied and pants unzipped. "I'll see you when I get home, Liv! I love you!"

A pair of slender feminine paws slid over his shoulders as he hung up. "What'd the old cow have to say?"

He chuckled as he caught those paws then leaned his head back, connecting his lips with those of a saucy, Latina ferret. "She didn't pick up. Answerin' machine got my call, she's probably asleep right now. I wouldn't put it past her, she doesn't have that drive... not like you."

"Oh, Papi, I wish you were a ferret too... I want to have your babies." The ferret licked the buck's thick neck as she pulled his shirt off then brought her fingers up to his pecs and she squeezed them like she would her own breasts. "My husband is so old, he cums dust. I can't wait for him to die so I can get his money."

He groaned when she pinched his nipples with those pointy claws. Suddenly, he turned and he caught her in his arms. She squealed but was quickly silenced as his lips covered her mouth.

The ferret's eyes rolled back as if she'd orgasmed from that kiss alone. She was this much in love with the buck she'd waved her tail to several times at the law firm they worked at.

He did not love her so; what he felt was lust, lust he never felt for that chubby cow of a wife he had at home. While his wide tongue danced with the ferret's petite tongue, his hands worked on her boobs, a perfect double C-cup with little pink peaks which tickled his palms when they were hard. His strong hands slid down her body to her skirt. He unzipped it, pulled it off then broke the kiss so he could see those swollen, moist, heat-ridden pussy lips of hers.

The ferret bit her lip while he seemed to admire her pussy like one does a work of art.

He made eye contact with her then grinned evilly before bringing his muzzle down between her legs. He took a great big whiff of her vulva and was blasted with the pungent musk of a ferret's heat.

"You gonna take a picture, Babe?" She teased, thrusting her hips in his face.

He growled a bit as he held her down, forced those legs wider before bringing his lips to her lower lips. He kissed it, nibbled on it. She squealed as he teased her so wickedly. His tongue came out and slid right up her slit. He found her clit, sucked on it, licked it, bit it.

"Mierda, mios dios!" She moaned and squeezed her breasts while the male feasted on her.

He held her labia apart and his tongue slithered inside those snatching, quivering walls.

The ferret squealed more of her ecstasy from the male's actions. She felt his tongue slide out. She tried to sit up and see what he was up to, he pushed her back down then something, two thick somethings thrust inside her.

The buck grinned as he continued to lap up her juices while he finger fucked his mistress.

She lasted all of three minutes before his fingers pushed her into orgasm. He lapped her juices as they squirted, while he still thrust his meaty fingers in her.

"Mierda! Just fuck me already!" She cried out.

The buck laughed with his chin resting comfortably in her wet fur. "If you're that impatient, then bend over so I can have you the way you should be had."

She shivered then rolled over onto all fours.

The buck sniffed her displayed rear now. He licked her again, just below her tail.

She gasped, "Careful, careful."

He continued to lick, then kissed her firm cheeks, licked them as well before he pulled his pants off, freeing his thick branch from its prison. He thrust against her but did not penetrate yet. He slid right under her, brushed his whole length against her rosy pink clit. He smeared his cock against her belly, rubbed precum directly into her tummy.

She enjoyed the odd foreplay, but she wanted him inside already. She wiggled her butt, waved her tail but he still teased even as he rest his body on top her backside.

"Tell me how much you want it, beg for it!" He whispered while he prodded at her pussy.

She sobbed in growing lust, "Please, Daniel, please! I am so wet for you! I want it now!"

He growled, "I don't think you deserve it! Beg harder!"

She hissed, "Fuck me, Master!"

He laughed, "That's right, Master! That's me, not Papi, not Dan, Master!" Finally, he thrust his cock inside on the word Master. He lifted her rear higher, leaving her ass hanging in mid air as he made it halfway inside her.

"Yes! I love you, Master!" She moaned.

He spanked her rear, "Say it again!"

"Master, I love you."

He pulled out then spanked her harder. "Not that... the other thing you said."

She moaned with each strike to her soft rear. "Fuck me..."

He thrust in deeper.

She squealed again as his cock spread her.

"Again!" He whispered, massaging her cheeks before slapping them again.

Soon, her ass began to turn red and sticky from his spankings and from his moist pubic fur mingling with her cunny juice. Now he lay upon her back, not thrusting, but still nestled deep in her. Her juice dripped from his scrotum. Daniel nibbled on the little female's neck, not drawing blood, but leaving deep marks with his teeth. "Say it again."

She growled, "Fuck me!"

He chuckled, "Now you sound ready." With that, he lifted her up until he was standing above her with his chorizo stuffed down her hole. He withdrew, then forced it back down hard. Then up, and down, up, down, gradually picking up speed. "Yeah, there we go, there's the little slut who wanted me so badly."

She bit her wrist and let him ladle his insults onto her. She would have his last name if it killed her.

Dan spurted a couple ropes of precum inside her, he slowed down to prolong the experience, less for her enjoyment but more so he could make her beg again.

"More, Master..." She whimpered.

He began to pull out. "That don't sound like proper begging."

"F-fuck me more, Master! Fuck me harder! I don't wanna walk tomorrow."

He laughed and spanked her hard enough to make her clinch around him. "Ask and you'll receive... one bitch of a backache." He lifted her up, still impaled on his cock. Now standing precariously on the bed, he started to hump her harder, faster, deeper!

She squealed through a climax as a ceiling fan spun dangerously close to her face. He pressed her against his chest. "Now I'm not that cruel." He laughed as he continued. She found little comfort, especially as his cock made a visual bulge in her belly.

His climax drew close, normally he would love to drag it out for hours, but he had an important case in the morning, even if he wasn't there for his wife anymore, he still had a job to go to.

The ferret cried again as she squirted all over his crotch.

Daniel crouched carefully on the bed, pushed his new cocksleeve on to her hands but kept her legs raised uncomfortably high as he fucked her. His balls drew up against his body and a grunting release followed.

The ferret blushed, if his cock made her bulge, she could just feel her gut expanding as his cock spit its offspring inside her fertile womb.

His muscles flexed powerfully as he filled her with seed potent enough to breed a doe out of season, but useless in the uterus of a ferret. Still, she felt damn good to cum into.

Neither noticed a peeper watching them from a hidden camera placed in their hotel room.

...

A squirrel sat at his desk, nodding at everything he saw happening. He heard a weak cough from behind. He got up and looked at his elderly father. The old squirrel had IVs, heart monitors and all other assorted hospital equipment around his death bed as he watched his gold digging whore of a wife getting fucked by one of his employees. He pointed weakly to his last will which lay on a drawer by his bed.

The squirrel's son, a young lawyer with his father's firm picked up the paper then handed it to the old squirrel.

The old squirrel held the paper with hands weakened by arthritis. "Pen..."

The son took a pen from his suit then passed it to his father.

He found his wife's name on his will, then crossed it out. "So stricken, Candice." He gave the will back to his son. "She is not to see a cent when I die."

The son nodded, "Yes, father."

The old squirrel continued, "Instead, her share will go to my son."

The young squirrel blinked, "To me? I'm already getting enough aren't I? Surely you-"

"Not you, Richie." The squirrel grimaced, "My other son."

Richie leaned closer. "Another son?"

The old squirrel sighed, "Before we married, your mother and I had a second lover we shared nights with."

"You and Mom?"

He nodded, "We were young, and I was in love with both your mother and her sister, your Aunt Hillary."

Richie's cheeks flushed. "Aunt Hillary? Then, Jesse, my cousin is..."

"He is your brother. And no, he doesn't know. All these years, we felt it would be better if you'd learned when we felt you were ready. Now... I am dying, your mother is waiting for me in Heaven to greet me and I want both of you boys to have my estate and my money. You won't have to stay, your lives are your own now, you can choose what to do next but... I'm proud of you two, no matter what."

A butler walked into the room, "Master, the Rentons are here."

He nodded, "Thank you, George, please show them in then, since you will no longer be under my employ, you are dismissed until further notice so you can see your family."

The butler bowed respectfully, "Thank you, sir." He turned then walked out.

The old squirrel sighed, "Well, your aunt and cousin are here now."

Hillary walked in, her son, the same age, even height as her brother in-law's own son, stood with her.

The squirrel offered a weak smile to his sister in-law and nephew. "Hillary, it's been some time."

She smiled similarly, her pretty dark brown hair waving every time she moved her head, "Yes, Richard, it has been a while. Too long, really."

The squirrel shrugged, "Our lives are simply too separate sometimes." He turned his sight on his nephew. "Jesse, look at you. You've grown from such a small, little fuzzball into a real lady killer."

Jesse blushed from hearing his uncle say such things. "Uh, I'm not really a lady killer. I have a girl but... oh, I don't know if she's the one."

Richie laughed as he put a friendly arm around his cousin, "Hey, you're doing better than me, dude. I'm 25 and I'm still single."

Jesse nodded, "Yeah, I guess."

Richard cleared his throat. "Now, as much as I'd love to hear about your love lives, we really don't have a lot of time left." He beckoned Jesse closer, "Jesse, come here. I have something important to tell you."

Jesse blinked, but walked up to his uncle, "What is it, Uncle Rich?"

The old squirrel sighed, he looked to Hillary for a brief instant.

She nodded as she held herself, she knew what he was going to say.

Richard put a calming paw on Jesse's shoulder, looked him straight in the eye. "Jesse, I know you've asked your mother all these years, about who your father was, where he was. Jesse, I'm your father."

Both Richie and Hillary collectively clinched their teeth when he spoke those words.

Jesse's eyes were as wide as two full moons, "You... Uncle Richard..."

"I took care of you all these years as your uncle, but the truth is I am your father."

Jesse blinked as tears formed in his eyes, "Why?"

"Your Aunt Heather wasn't the only woman I loved, I loved your mother Hillary just as much, we were... a trio together. But, when both became pregnant, even though we wanted to stay together, we knew our families, our friends, they wouldn't understand. I married Heather because I did meet her first, but we stayed in contact all these years so I could still see you grow up, so I could be in your life as much as I was in Richie's life. I am so, so sorry we couldn't tell you until now but... I hope you understand."

Jesse sobbed, he looked to his mother.

Tearfully, she nodded, "It's true, Jess, everything. I wanted to tell you myself, but I didn't want to scare you."

He shook his head, "No, I'm not scared..." He looked at the squirrel he now knew was the dad he thought he never knew, "I'm pissed actually, but I understand."

Richard nodded, "That is fine."

Richie hugged his cousin/brother. "Jesse, just think of it, we've been brothers all this time."

Jesse did like that. "I've always thought of you as a brother." He sniffed before hugging Richie back.

Richie smiled, "And hey," he whispered, "We're both getting half of Dad's estate."

Jesse blinked, "Really?"

Richard nodded, "I know how much you've loved it here, now if you want, it can be yours."

Jesse smiled, "I'll have to talk with my girlfriend about it but... yeah, I'd like that." He took out his phone, "I'll let her know right now, if you don't mind."

Richard shrugged, "That's fine."

"Okay, cool!" Jesse stepped out as he dialed his girlfriend's cell number.

...

"Aah, fuck!" A female voice exclaimed in another room across town. The voice belonged to a squirrel, naked in a sauna with a male wolverine balls deep in her as her phone vibrated, unheard in the next room.

The wolverine wasn't the only male in the room either, two other males sat in the sauna on either side of their housemate as they watched him, waiting for their turns at this sexy squirrel. A fourth male crouched between the wolverine's legs, sucking on the male's pungent balls and licking his throbbing cock even as the squirrel bounced on his master's lap.

The squirrel was in man heaven right now, these males were all so, so much bigger than her boyfriend, what was his name again? It sounded like a girl's name... maybe that's why he had such a small dick, she thought cruelly to herself as her mouth was pried open for a fifth male who had just walked into the house sauna.

The wolverine watched with interest as this squirrel he'd been fucking suddenly received a mouthful of zebra cock. With a zebra receiving her mouth, their boss receiving her pussy, and the young badger beneath licking the joined lovers, the other two figured they should get in on this as well.

The hyena on the wolverine's right slid his cock in to the squirrel's paw and she started to stroke him.

The rat on the wolverine's left simply watched, lightly touching himself. He seemed somewhat ashamed to be here.

Most of these males all lived together in the same house, they all had normal day jobs, but then they also had this hobby which they shared. Except the rat and badger, each of them loved females, especially females who already had their own mates, but wanted a little fun on the side.

The squirrel moaned between all these hunky men, she couldn't believe how lucky she was to run into this bunch of guys, she'd met the wolverine at the bar where she worked. She was a server and a victim to many of her own urges as soon as she saw a big, buff man. She couldn't even fathom why she was with that other squirrel, What's-his-name, Jesse or whatever, if she had such a fetish for large males. Oh that's right, her family insisted she dated another squirrel. As if she would ever have kids with such a penny-poor weakling like him.

Her phone stopped vibrating in the next room. Jesse had given up, then decided to send her a text, thinking she was probably asleep. The text read, "Good news! Call me!" The phone went unanswered as inside the sauna, the wolverine squirted globs of his cum deep inside the squirrel as the zebra she was deepthroating, none-too-gently, pulled his cock out and sprayed ropes of precum all over her face.

The wolverine pulled the squirrel off his shrinking cock, allowing his badger boyfriend ample time lick him clean. "Alright, heh, wow, we're just gettin' started here." he said, "Alright, Theodore, you voted next, so now you get her."

She cooed drunkenly as she was passed to the hyena, in much the same way potheads pass a blunt around. "Oh my, I've never had a hyena before... so exotic."

The spotted male grinned, showing his teeth to her, "Exotic? Shit, I'm from Houston, girl."

She pinched his nipples. "You're still cuter than my boyfriend, now are you gonna talk, or are you gonna fuck?"

He laughed, looked aside to his pack brothers then whispered, "Oh, we're gonna fuck, we're all gonna fuck you 'til you need a goddamn wheelchair to roll out o' here."

She retorted, "That's alright, I don't feel like walking anyway."

He pinned her flat on her back on the sauna's bench.

She bit into his shoulder as he sunk his cock inside her.

The rat who had been mostly just watching got up, "I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for my turn, my boyfriend'll be home and he always worries about me. I'm sorry I even came, I don't wanna do this to him."

The wolverine shrugged, "Alright, then Tyrone gets to have her next." He patted the grinning zebra on his ass. "See you later, Taylor."

The rat waved to his friends then walked out.

...

Taylor got dressed. His phone vibrated as he pulled out of his friend's driveway. He answered it, "Hey, Vlad?"

The bat sniffled on his end. He sat in his shower scrubbing his crotch after he managed to escape that horny doe. "Taylor..."

The rat heard his mate's sniffling and promptly stopped his car. "Vlad, what's wrong, baby?"

The bat sobbed, "I'm sorry, Taylor. I love you, I love you so much but I was weak today."

Taylor felt his heart in his throat, "What do you mean... were you robbing houses again? Goddamn it, Vlad! I told you I don't want you doing that anymore. I couldn't live with myself if you got hurt."

The bat blushed, "I wasn't hurt, but I got caught..."

Taylor slammed his fist on the steering wheel, tears forming in his own eyes. "So... you're in jail? You need me to come get you?"

Vlad shook his head and sobbed more, "N-no... she didn't call the police... the doe... she was in estrus, she..."

Taylor's heart skipped a beat on that. "She..."

"She pushed me on her bed, she took my pants off and she..."

Taylor sniffled, "Vlad, I-I'm sorry."

The bat groaned as he sprouted an erection as he remembered how good she felt. "No, I should be sorry because... I enjoyed it. I knew I shouldn't because I already have you. But, I've never had any girl before and... she felt so good."

The rat stared out his car window at no one in particular, he just needed to do something. "Vlad, where are you?"

The bat turned off the shower but stayed sitting in the puddle that had formed around his rear. "I'm home, waiting for you, Taylor."

Taylor nodded, "I'll be right there." He hung up then began driving, cursing himself for being where he was when his lover needed him.

...

Vlad sat naked on his living room couch, his wings wrapped around himself like a security blanket. He was watching... straight porn. He had never had any girls, he'd never even considered them, why should he? He had his lover, his beautiful rat Taylor who was always there when he needed him.

He watched the video on his laptop, he didn't feel any excitement so why did this one female...? He turned it off and sighed.

His ears perked when he heard the front door open. "Taylor?"

The rat dropped his keys as soon as he saw Vlad. "Vladimir... are you okay?"

The bat's eyes showed streaks where he had been crying. "I've been better."

The rat closed the door then sat with his lover. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Vlad shook his head then rested it on Taylor's shoulder. "I told you enough. I'm sorry I broke my promise. You made me swear I wouldn't go robbing again, and God punished me by sending that... horny woman. And it made me enjoy every second so I could feel even worse."

Taylor kissed the bat. "God, you're such a little drama queen. I-I don't care if you've had a girl, even this way; especially this way. All that matters is that you're alive and well when I come home. You're my special one."

Vlad sniffled, "You don't care that I was unfaithful?"

Taylor sobbed, "I have to be honest... I haven't been totally faithful, as of late."

The bat's heart sank but he hugged his lover tighter. "Was it a girl?"

The rat buried his muzzle in Vlad's neck fur. "There's this wolverine who comes to the bar where I work. He always comes with his little harem of men around him, oh he exudes such sexual prowess. Then there was this squirrel. She'd just joined our staff not too long ago. She got to talking with that wolverine. We both spoke with him and we both ended up in his house... but I couldn't go through with it. As I watched him and his lovers using that girl, I felt guilt, I had betrayed your trust so I left and that was when you called me."

Vlad sobbed, "S-so, you didn't... but you considered it. I... was this the only time?"

Taylor clinched his fists, "It was just this once, that wolverine used such persuasion even this squirrel... her boyfriend comes to our bar, I can see in his eyes how much he loves her and she... I'm not her. I don't wanna do that to you."

Vlad sniffled, "God tested us both today... I failed my test and you were stronger."

Taylor shook his head then kissed the flying fox. "Don't you dare... if anything, this makes us stronger, this makes us see how much we really mean to each other. I'm ready to fight are you?"

Vlad smiled weakly, "You know I hate violence but... yes."

The rat and the bat kissed.

...

The squirrel girl made it home after that crazy sex orgy with all those handsome, hunky males. She wanted to stay so bad but she knew that boyfriend of hers would be crying like a baby or something if she wasn't there to make him feel important. She didn't even bother to check her phone to see if he'd called.

She popped a bone in her neck as she began to undress so she could shower and hopefully get rid of the heavy man smell that clung to her.

Jesse got home just as she went into the bathroom. "Kelly?"

He heard the shower running then grinned. They never made love in the shower anymore. He figured he'd surprise her. He locked the front door of their humble suburban home then began to undress as he walked to her bathroom.

Kelly was in the shower, fingering herself as she remembered that wolverine, how thick he was.

Jesse opened her bathroom door, he licked his lips when he saw her naked silhouette through the smoked glass door.

Kelly was shaken from her fantasy when her shower door slid open and suddenly that loser was there. She put on her best fake smile for him. "Oh, hey Jess. I didn't hear you come in."

Jesse stepped in with Kelly and promptly he started to finger her moist slit, failing to notice how slick she was with male cum. He assaulted her lips with his most aggressive kiss he'd ever given her.

The squirrel was taken back with how forward he was at that moment. She'd never seen him be this active... but he was still a shrimp dick she thought.

Jesse dragged his erect six-inch cock against her belly. He wasn't the most hung male, but tonight with the knowledge that he would soon be inheriting his uncle/father's estate, that he would finally able to marry this girl and start a family; tonight he was gonna make her feel like a woman. He pinned Kelly against the shower wall and continued to finger her furiously, he wanted to make her cum, he wanted her so moist for when he fucked her.

Kelly blushed at this new sudden side she was seeing in Jesse... what had gotten into him? Suddenly he was so much more forceful in his foreplay when in the past he would waste time in trying to be the romantic. She liked it. His fingers held her open as he jammed his cock up in her.

Jesse would have normally ate her pussy first but he was already in such a high after the news from today that he had to have her. He moaned as he infiltrated her warmth, again failing to notice the cream squirting out around his length each time he'd thrust in her.

Kelly felt the mixed wolverine, zebra and hyena cum squirting out of her as her boyfriend mated with her. She suddenly felt shame that she'd been so careless when today of all days Jesse decided to be a man.

Jesse grinned more as he sniffed her, "You're in heat too aren't you?"

Kelly gulped, she hadn't even realized that and she'd let all those men... well at least none of them were rodents, if that rat hadn't left... She was shaken from her thoughts again as he pushed her into another orgasm.

Jesse bit her shoulder and let his balls explode. His sperm shot out, joining the other potent batches that had been dumped in her by those other males.

Kelly held Jesse as their orgasms mixed, "What got into you today, Jess?"

He caught his breath, "You didn't get my text?"

Kelly blushed that she probably, so carelessly missed whatever he'd sent her on her phone. "I was so tired when I got home, I didn't even wait... what did you send me?"

He kissed her. "You know my Uncle Richard? He's just told me today that I'm actually his son and by that right, when he dies both me and Richie are getting his estate. We're going to be rich, Kelly!"

Kelly's heart skipped, now she knew what she had to feel bad about. "Oh, Jesse..." She started when he started to kiss his way down her belly.

He nuzzled her cum-soaked pussy, only then noticing just how full she was... he was good but he knew he wasn't that good. "What... the... fuck?!"

Kelly gulped as her world came crashing down around her.

...

Candice sauntered her cute philandering, gold-digging rear into her soon-to-be-dead husband's bedroom. She looked eagerly around, already making up in her mind changes she would make to this drab and dreary hole after the old man croaked.

Richard kept a straight face as the ferret sat her butt on his hospital bed and sidled up to him; so unaware was she to her being weaseled out of his will. He decided to let her dream more before the truth came out. He put a weak arm around her thin waist. He could smell cheap hotel soap in her fur and cervine sweat in her perfume. She probably humped that deer in the shower, too.

Candice peppered her elderly beau with small loving kisses, still so blissfully unaware how much he knew of her infidelity. She decided she wanted to play a little with him just to be nice. She saw her handsome 25-yr old stepson, whom she'd also had her eye on since marrying Richard.

The squirrel had gotten up to walk out and let her do whatever she pleased with his father.

Candice promptly took off her silk blouse and unsnapped her bra, letting her breasts jiggle in the 68 yr-old's face.

The squirrel reached his hands up and he held her breasts. Oh, for the money-grubber she was, she was still a very beautiful woman. It was only too bad he couldn't get it up anymore, he would have loved to give her one last good fuck before he passed on. When he felt her left nipple brush his muzzle, he closed his mouth on it and sucked.

Candy shuddered when the old squirrel suckled from her. She hugged him as she grew moist under her skirt. She whispered in his ear, "You can't dick me no more, but you've still got that wonderful mouth, Papi."

He watched then as she unzipped her skirt then sat carefully on his chest. He sniffed her. She stunk of a buck's musk but he still began licking her.

The ferretess growled softly as her old mate ate her. "Ay, mierda!"

Richard finally let himself smile as he heard her moan while he tasted every inch he could reach as his heart monitor began to beep faster and faster.

Candy dug her claws into his ears when the squirrel bit down on her clit, pushing her into a climax, squirting her juices all over his face.

Richard moaned in turn as his heart rate returned to a safe level.

Candy rested next him and held him tight. "Thank you, Richie."

He smirked, "And thank you for almost killing me there, dear."

She giggled, "Oh, I'd do anything for you, you know that."

Richard held her close, his eye casually looking aside to his son's desk where his last will had been put away, safe and sound. He grinned knowing this beautiful but contemptuous female would not get his money in the end.

...

"Honey, I think it's time we have a divorce." Daniel recited the line to himself in his car outside the house he shared with his wife of two years. He held in his hand divorce papers, ready to cut her loose and collect the money he would get from Candice after his old bastard of a boss kicked the bucket.

Inside, Liv had pulled another random young male into her home for hot spontaneous sex.

Rex, a handsome 20-something reindeer buck who had come to deliver three spinach and ricotta white pizzas to her house was promptly dragged in and they'd been sexually entangled mere moments before Daniel arrived.

Rex licked ricotta that Liv had spread liberally over her breasts. Then, he would kiss her, their kisses enhanced by that sweet, fragrant cheese.

Liv found herself at this point considering leaving her deadbeat husband and staying with this buck, especially after learning he was still single.

Rex, even though this was his first time meeting this doe, found himself similarly becoming attached to her.

Daniel, in the meantime, had just noticed the pizza boxes in the kitchen. His mouth fell open then when he heard his wife moaning upstairs, she wasn't even trying to muffle it. She wanted the whole neighborhood to hear her. He snuffed through his nostrils and he clenched his fists.

Neither Rex or Liv heard the heavy hoofbeats coming closer to her room.

Rex's balls clinched and he gripped Livia's plus-sized hips as he seeded her fertile womb just the way her husband should have when they married.

Dan promptly kicked his bedroom door open and stopped dead in his tracks to see a young buck on top of his chubby wife, nuts pulsing as Rex continued to thrust and pump, even with Liv's husband looking right at his naked ass.

Livia saw the look on Dan's face, noticed the papers in his right hand, and laughed, "Honey, I think we should have a divorce."