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Saturday, May 23rd, 2015

Elizabeth looked back up at her father's face, biting her lower lip. She spoke for the first time that evening. "Father? Please? I...I need you..."

Terrence smiled at Elizabeth. "I know, Princess. You don't need to ask."

With that, leaned over and reached around his daughter to grab some of the pillows lying against the headboard. He took one of them and gently placed it under Julie's head, who was still recovering. Julia smiled up at him, and he leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. He lay the second pillow next to Julia's, then reached back over to grab the tube of organic coconut oil. It was by far the best lubricant they'd ever used, since they didn't have to worry about condoms. Cheap, anti-fungal, anti-bacterial, edible, long-lasting...tasted and smelled good too. He squeezed a tiny bit out onto one hand and set the tube back on the shelf. He ran his hand over his shaft a few times, the coconut oil rapidly turning into a slippery liquid from his body heat. In the past few years since they'd started using it, he'd notice that just the smell of coconut was sufficient to make him rock-hard; living proof of the pavlov effect. He'd found out the hard way that he had to be careful around company potlucks or birthday celebration.

Ready for business now, he lay down next to Julia, laying his head on the pillow. Elizabeth crawled across the bed, making her way down the gap between her parents until she was nestled between them. She loved being there, it made her feel safe and secure, and nothing made her feel more loved than when they both hugged her as father soothed the itch deep inside her. It was the best feeling in the whole world. Father gently brushed his hand over the top of her head as she lay between them on her side, facing father. After a moment, she felt mother roll over, spooning behind her, and felt mother's arm wrap around her tummy, holding her close. Yes, this was definitely the best feeling in the whole world. After a few moments, she felt father shift a bit, and she lifted her upper leg, draping it over father's hips to help him out. Julia reached down with the hand that had been resting on Elizabeth's tummy and gently spread her daughter's labia while father used his own hand to guide himself into their only cub.

Elizabeth felt the head of his wonderful penis nestle just inside her flower while mother continued to hold her lips open. Then father began to gently rock into her, letting her passage get used to his girth and length. The lube definitely helped, as did mother holding her flower open. Father gently rocked back and forth, applying constant pressure, gaining a few millimeters every time he shifted. Eventually he began rotating his hips in a circle, managing to get a little further inside her tight channel with every gyration. Terrence had been mating with his daughter since she'd been only a few months old, and she'd only loosened up a tiny bit...thought he did managed to get noticeably deeper inside her with every year that went by. Eventually he knew that would change, but for now he was still having to fight his way into the extremely tight, wet, warmth of his daughter's vagina. Thankfully he wasn't particularly thick, or this would have been a far more difficult task. He was a bit long though.

After several more gyrations, the tip of his penis slipped a bit further in, and he knew he'd made it past those extremely tight first few inches. With that, he began rocking his hips back and forth, slowly rutting her as her vagina stretched to accomodate his girth. It didn't take long before he felt the very back of her tunnel, nudging it with his tip. She'd managed to fit all but the last two inches of his length inside her. Julia kept her paw cupped over her daughter's mound, keeping her fingers spread over both lips, ensuring that if he thrust too hard he wouldn't bruise Elizabeth's cervix. Her husband's length occasionally rubbed against the webbing and fur between her fingers, making her paw just as wet and sticky as Elizabeth's paw was.

Julia felt her daughter reach her tiny paw under her palm, and moved it forward a bit to give Elizabeth access to her own clitoris. Feeling her daughter rubbing her button, cupped as it was by Julia's paw, was almost surreal. The rapid movement of Elizabeth's fingers under Julia's paw made her palm itch and her pussy damp, despite having had a shattering orgasm mere minutes ago. Her husband continued to calmly, gently move his shaft in and out of their daughter's cunny. Confident now that her husband wouldn't thrust too hard, Julia moved her hand up to hold the tiny stoat just above her belly button. Julia could easily feel her husband's length moving inside their daughter's belly, and looked down. The lump moving around under Elizabeth's tummy was easily visible even through the white fur on the tiny girl's abdomen. Julia moved her hand down a bit, engrossed in the feel of her husband's penis moving around inside their daughter.

Terrence continued to maintain that slow and deliberate pace, taking about two seconds to complete each thrust. Julia had no idea how the hob managed to do it; she'd never heard of a male who could maintain such a rock steady rhythm for such a long time; usually they were slapping flesh against flesh as fast as they could. She knew first-hand just how good it could be though. The slow pace felt totally different and allowed her to savor each sensation. Julia kind of preferred a fast pace, since she preferred reaching climax as fast as possible, but the slow pace definitely had it's benefits.

Elizabeth on the other hand, seemed to love the slow pace. Sometimes, as she was doing now, she'd get herself off as fast as possible and then simply bask in the wonderful sensations until her father filled her with his seed. Julia wasn't quite sure why, but Elizabeth always managed to climax at the same time as Terrence did, no matter how little or how long they had been mating, or how many time's she'd already climaxed. She figured it was related to Elizabeth's medical condition. However, the longer that they'd been mating, the more intense the girl's climaxes were. Julia envied her daughter sometimes. As Elizabeth began shaking with her first serious orgasm of the night, she held her daughter tightly against her chest as the girl continued to twitch. She could feel the muscles in her daughter's stomach clenching over and over, and knew that Terrence must be enjoying it.

Terrence was definitely enjoying it. As he felt his daughter's passage begin to clench around him, he pushed inside her until he was snug against the opening to his baby girl's womb. He loved to feel the girl's walls firmly grip his shaft. Even more amazingly, he could feel her cervix twitching against the very tip of his penis. He held himeself still as she spasmed all around his length, simply luxuriating in the delightful sensations. He felt the tensing at the base of his dick, the immediate precursor to his own climax and tried to hold as still as he could...he didn't want to blow his load quite this soon. Luckily, the spasming of his daughter's vagina began to slow, leaving more and more time between the clenches, leaving him literally on the edge of climax. As she came down from her first orgasm of the night, he felt his penis twitch and begin to ooze a small amount of semen, almost like a miniature ejaculation...or as if he'd been wearing a cock ring, given how tight she was around him. Terrence waited a moment for the sensation to pass, then began to slowly thrust back into her tight warmth, taking up where he'd left off with his slow, deliberate thrusts.

Elizabeth stopped rubbing the top of her flower as she came down from her peak; it was just a bit too sensitive to keep going like that. Instead, she leaned back against her mother's chest as father pulled back and began to push back into her. It always got much easier after the first climax and her flower relaxed a bit, letting her father move more easily inside her. She tilted her head up, looking up at mother, and smiled. Julia smiled back at her and kissed the tip of her nose. She rubbed Elizabeth's tummy a few times in sync with her husband's thrusts, then moved her hand back down to cup her daughter's vulva, sliding her fingers back down around each side of her husband's slowly rocking shaft. Elizabeth wasn't having any problems with lubrication, but a little extra never hurt. Julia sat up and grabbed the tube of coconut oil, rubbed a tiny bit into her fingers and tossed it back onto the shelf. She lay back down and pulled Elizabeth close again as she rubbed the oil between her pads to warm it up and make it slippery. Then she reached back down between her daughter's legs and began rubbing her fingerpads against her daughter's labia, stroking all around the girl's entrance as Terrence continued his enexorable rocking.

The tiny stoat felt like she was in heaven as her father continued to rock in and out of her flower, and her mother's fingers danced over her outer lips. The only thing that could possibly have made this better was if Lexi was here too. That thought made her tummy clench as she remembered that morning, playing with her best friend. She still remembered the sweet and slightly-salty taste of Lexi's boy-juice, with it's hint of cinnamon and basil. Elizabeth lay there for a moment, wondering what it would feel like to have Lexi rutting her with those funny lttle nubs all over her penis...so different from her father's long, smooth shaft. She tried imagine what it would feel like, having those tiny bumps rubbing against the inside of her flower, going in an out, stimulating every nerve in her channel as she kissed her best friend in the whole world, her tiger-kitty, into insensibility. Elizabeth could practically feel her tiger-kitty's strong, warm hands around her as they rutted together, the soothing noise of Lexi's purring reverberating all around her.

Her father sped up a bit, going slightly faster now, and Elizabeth came out of her fantasy, realizing that it was her father's hands on her hips that she had felt. Her face flushed with embarassment as she caught herself dooking again. It just felt so good that she couldn't help herself. Julia kept her hand cupped over her daughter's mound, still rubbing the puffy labia with her slick finger pads while making sure that Terrence couldn't thrust too hard into their daughter. Another minute passed, the air around them filled with the squelching noises coming from between Elizabeth's legs. Julia bent down and kissed the top of her daughter's head again. Elizabeth began panting after another half minute...then gasping as Terrence began moving even faster, gripping the tiny girl's hips. Soon Elizabeth as gasping in time with his thrusts. All three of them knew the little girl would be coming soon, and Julia pulled her hand back and began rapidly moving a pair of fingers left and right across her daughter's clit.

Another ten seconds of intense stimulation brought Elizabeth to her second climax, her stomach tensing enough that she began to curl up, her tail flicking around wildly between her parent's legs. Elizabeth's head was pressed firmly against terrence's chest, and he stopped thrusting as his daughter's channel began clutching his member even more tightly than before, rippling upwards along his length and trying to assist his body in delivering it's payload. Her entire body shook as her orgasm washed across her body, rolling outwards from the center of her tummy and spreading all the way to the tips of her fingers. Terrence held still, just as he had before, pressing his length as far as he could inside her. He absolutely loved to feel his daughter's channel rippling around him as she reached her peak, knowing that she was experiencing one of the best things that life could offer.

This one was far more intense than the first. Elizabeth continued shaking for another ten more seconds before Terrence started to feel that tell-tale feeling that he was going to blow. He tried to think of anything that might distract him: financial figures, corporate meetings, even biochemistry. It didn't work. His daughter's body kept milking his length, and another ten seconds later, it became too much for him. His penis began twitching and dancing within his daughter's tight, wet warmth and he felt pulses beginning near the back of his testes. Moments later, he began shooting rope after rope of semen directly at the entrance to her womb, slowly filling her up until it began to run out of her, dripping down the fur of her groin and leg and onto the sheets they lay on.

The feel of her father's essense jetting against her innermost reaches, followed by the nearly instant relief as her father's semen washed over the itching walls of her heat-afflicted tunnel drove little Elizabeth straight into her third orgasm of the night. As her body continued to shake from the intensity of the feelings, she began squeeking as she gasped for breath. Julia held Elizabeth around her waist as the little girl's body was rocked by orgasm after orgasm. At one point she began to worry if the girl was having a seizure, but seeing her husband begin to twitch laid that thought to rest; it was just a chain of climaxes. That didn't happen often, but it had certainly happened before. As the last peak came to an end, the little girl went completely limp, upper leg draped over Terrence's hips. Julia simply held her daughter tightly, feeling the slight aftershocks send twitches through Elizabeth's body. She looked over at her husband, just in time to catch his face go from tense to utterly relaxed and exhausted. Apparently it had been a powerful climax for him too. As both of their climaxes came to an end, Terrence tilted his head down and kissed the top of Elizabeth's head. She looked up at him, smiling, and kissed him in return, then tilted her head back further and looked up at Julia, quietly saying "I love you both so much."

With that, Elizabeth leaned back against her mother's chest, completely content. Terrence leaned forward and kissed his wife, smiling at her. Then a concerned look came over his face and he looked down a moment, then back up at Julia and raised one eyebrow inquisitively. She knew what he was asking. She'd had enough for one night though, and shook her head. He nodded and closed his eyes, relaxing again. Julia wasn't quite sure how long they lay like that, but eventually she realized that both her husband and Elizabeth were fast asleep, still joined at the hip. Normally they kept going for a lot longer than just a couple of minutes. Then again, it had been a long day for Terrence. As she lay there, waiting for sleep to come, she heard the faint noise of something brushing against the carpet. Her head jerked up and she saw the door to their bedroom close. Julia's heart pounded for a moment, afraid it might be an intruder...then she realized Terrence had forgotten to close the bedroom door when he'd come in, and relaxed; it was just Charlotte closing the door. She hoped they hadn't embarassed the innocent little dobby-girl with their...activities. Another minute passed and she lay back down, relaxing. Eventually she followed her daughter and husband into the realm of dreams.

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Charlotte slowly stood up on shaky knees, trying not to accidentally bump the wall or fall over. Her left paw was deep in her soaking wet panties. This was the first time the Stouffers had forgotten to close the door to their bedroom, and she felt terribly naughty watching them as they had their evening session. She'd known what they had to do to keep their daughter's medical condition in check, but seeing it was another thing entirely. It was incredibly arousing watching Julia and Terrence take care of little Elizabeth's needs. She'd come three times just watching as the family had conducted their nightly orgy. It was hotter than any hentai flick she'd ever watched. Their little girl was not just adorably cute, she was sexy as hell and ferociously kinky when she was alone with her parents.

Watching that little girl deliver a world class blowjob for her father while her mother ate her out, had led the doberman to her first amazing climax. The second climax had struck when she'd realized that the little girl wasn't just fingering her mother, she was literally fisting the milf all the way up to her nine-year-old elbow. Charlotte had come so hard seeing that, she'd collapsed in the hallway seeing stars. Then the two parents had sandwiched the little nymph while her father slowly nailed her with that perfect dick of his and her mother fingered her. Charlotte would have given anything to be in that little girl's place, seeing her jerking like a marionnette for nearly a minute straight with a full-body climax. That had literally made the doberman girl gush in her panties. She'd have to rinse them in the sink and wring them before they'd be fit to put in any hamper.

Charlotte grabbed the doorframe to help with her wobbly legs as she pulled the bedroom door closed before stumbling down the hallway, keeping one hand on the wall so she didn't lose her balance...unwittingly leaving a faint trail of moisture across the wall as she made her way to the guest bedroom where she was living. She closed the door behind her and walked into her private sanctum. She was so glad to be living here. Her father had divorced her mother several years ago, moving back to Germany. He still paid child-support, and talked with her on the phone, but Charlotte had no desire to go live with him...her German was terrible, and she knew what they thought about Americans. Her mother had gone back to live with her other family in Mexico, begging Charlotte to come with. Charlotte had no interest in living there either, mostly because of the weather. Oregon was perfect, and she'd totally lucked out that the Stouffers had been willing to let her be a live-in maid. CPS had been making noise for a bit at first, then Charlotte had told them to stuff it and gotten an emancipation order with the help her friend's dad, who was a lawyer.

This was possibly the best job ever. She could often finish all the household chores in as little four or five hours each week, but still got paid for twenty. The house didn't need much cleaning and laundry practically did itself, other than carrying it around the house and putting on the bed-sheets. Acting as Julia's personal fashion model was like playing dress-up, and she absolutely loved to cook; there was no way that she could have considered either of those tasks work. The extra perks of having free room and board, internet, cable, health-insurance, and new hand-tailored fashion outfits every week or two was absolutely fantastic. Between her salary and father's child-support, she had enough saved up to cover everything she might need until she graduated from college. Best of all, she got to wear a charming and provocative cosplay outfit all the time without seeming wierd about it.

As a joke, Julia had given her a maid's uniform a few weeks after she'd started working for the Stouffers. She'd somehow managed to make a maid's uniform that was sexy without being revealing, and had done it without any kind of lace or dagging; instead adding decoration with smooth satiny trim and piping and wide ribbon bows. It looked almost like a catholic school-girl's outfit...and Charlotte had fallen in love with it. Julia hadn't really intended Charlotte to actually use it, but like every piece of clothing Julia made, it was a magnificent piece of work. It had been a huge hit at Kumoricon, as had several of the other outfits that Charlotte had worn when she went to the anime convention. Thankfully Julia didn't mind driving Charlotte various places if she wasn't busy, so attending an anime convention every so often wasn't a problem. Charlotte still couldn't wait for driver's ed to finish, so she could have her own license.

Charlotte closed her bedroom door behind her and walked into her bathroom, pulling at the bow ties that held on the delightful outfit. Eventually she had it loosened enough and pulled it down past her hips, eventually stepping out of it. She made a mental note to ask Julia to adjust the chest and corset on it. She'd been a size 26D when Julia had made it; now she was wearing 28F cup bras. Not that she minded, she thought as she was looking in the bathroom mirror. She quickly turned on the water in the sink and stripped off her soaking wet panties, putting them under the running water for a bit, then using her fingerpads to rub the last of the slime off. She wrung them out, then grabbed outfit off the floor and walked back into her room and into the walk-in closet, where she tossed the panties into the hamper. She hung up the uniform and reached behind her back to undo her bra. She was so glad Julia had helped her out with figuring out bra sizes. Too many girls at highschool went around wearing poorly fitted bras with too-loose chest bands and small cups that hid their assets rather than showing them off. Oh well, she thought, less competition for her.

She tossed the bra into the hamper as well, then went to the dresser pulled a sports bra and matching boyshort panties. As she pulled them out, she caught a glimpse of the pink and red canine-shaped dildo in the back of the drawer. It was almost the exact same color as Mr. Stouffer's penis, she thought, and felt her nethers tighten a bit. Naughty thoughts flashed through her mind as she looked down at it. Frowning, she mentally debated with herself. She'd already had three orgasms tonight, she thought. Then she remembered the sight of little Elizabeth with her arm elbow-deep in Julia's cunny and felt her knees go weak. That decided her, and she grabbed the dildo along with the underclothes before heading back into the bathroom. She had a feeling she'd be masturbating to the memory of that sight for a very long time.

The dobby-girl closed the door and flipped the fan on, then set her panties on the counter and turned the hot water on. She rubbed her cunny with the tip of the dildo, wishing she had a ferret shaped one. She couldn't exactly go to an adult toy store since she was still underage. Stupid law, that one. It had only been pure luck that a friend had been willing to sell her this one. Why Stephanie had been willing to part with it, she'd never know. Then again, Stephanie was a rabbit, and it probably didn't do as much for her as it did for Charlotte.

After the water had finished heating up, Charlotte stepped into the shower, luxuriating in the feel of it as it began to soak into her fur. She set the dildo down on a shower ledge and grabbed the shampoo, squirting a a generous portion into her paws before rubbing it all over herself, starting with her head and making her way down her chest and legs. She spent a little extra time making sure to get the fur under her arms, breasts, and crotch. Then she repeated it all over again with the conditioner. Clean now, she grabbed her dildo and lay down on the floor of the tub, revelling in the feel of the shower spraying down on her. Baths were fun too, if she didn't want to wait. Sitting up against the back of the tub, she ran the tip of the dildo around her puffy canine vulva. Stupid heritage traits. When she was in heat it made her pussy look like a damn fortune cookie. At least it wasn't something obvious like having multiple full-size breasts. She'd seen girls that before, and was glad she didn't have to deal with it.

The pointed tip of the dildo slipped easily between her labia, slick as it was by the water raining down on her. She slowly pushed it all the way inside of her pussy until it the knot was flush against her cunt, then began to saw it in and out, trying to mimic the slow pace Mr. Stouffer had taken as he'd nailed his little girl. In, out, in, out...No, she thought, that slow pace definitely wasn't for her, at least not with the smooth plastic canine dildo she had; not enough friction to make it interesting. She'd have to see if she could get a ferret-shaped silicon dildo from one of her friends. She sped up, whining in frustration and began pushing the hard imitation phallus in and out of her pussy much more vigorously. The pointy tip felt much better as it moved all the way in and out at a faster pace, and she began thrusting it in and out of her cunny faster and faster.

Squelching noises filled the shower along with her whimpers and the rhythmic thud of her tail as it whipped back and forth against the side of the tub. Charlotte leaned down a bit further and moved her legs into a butterfly position, gripping her tail between her footpaws to keep it from whacking the porcelain tub as she continued to slide the dildo in and out of her pussy, the fake knot hammering her engorged vulva with every inward stroke. The memory of the Stouffer's nightly session came back to her, little Elizabeth's butt in the air as she took her father's dick all the way into her tiny throat, then watching her mother eat the little girl out, and Charlotte felt her cunny begin to tingle and tried to speed up the pace a bit, pressing even harder on the inward strokes. Seeing that little girl playing with her mom's titties while her dad ate her mom out, then trading places and shoving her tiny paw all the way inside her mom's cunny...damn that had been hot. She pressed the dildo hard against her pussy, remembering when Julia begin shaking with Elizabeth's arm literally all the way to her elbow inside her mom's cunt. Then the knot popped into Charlotte's cunny.

Charlotte yelped as her vulva clenched down around the back of the dildo, locking it temporarily in place as her cunny spasmed around the plastic toy. That was just the beginning though. Charlotte pushed hard against the base behind the knot, yanking it back out as her orgasm started and causing her cunny to clench even harder, nearly forcing the toy out of her warm, wet toybox. She viciously pushed it back in, spreading her labia nearly to their limit around the knot before it popped in for the second time. That did the trick, kicking her climax into second gear, and causing her leg to start twitching in time with the twitches of her cunny. Then she did it a third time, accidentally pulling the toy all the way out. A whimper escaped her throat as she desperately guided the toy back in with both hands, then rammed it home, stretching her vulva wide before her nether lips slid around the bulge near the dildo's end, popping the knot in and locking around it yet again. She skipped straight past third gear and into fourth with that one, causing both her stomach and neck to begin jerking in time with the clenching of her cunny. She wasn't sure she could take much more and let go, whining as her entire body shook in time with the waves of pleasure emanating from her pussy.

Eventually she came down from her fourth orgasm of the night, laying there in the spray of the shower. Man, that was good. She definitely needed to get a boyfriend though...preferably someone who was strong and fit, liked anime as much as she did, and would be willing to pin her to the bed and nail her all night long. She blinked, wondering where that thought had come from. A boyfriend was definitely not an option as a live-in maid. She sighed and shut off the water with one foot, then tugged the curtain open and crawled over the edge of the tub. Damn, she thought as she lay on the rug, that was very good. Maybe a little too good. After four solid orgasms in under twenty minutes, it was kind of difficult to move. It took a bit of effort, but she managed to get to her feet and grabbed the towel, slowly rubbing her short fur before dropping the towel before making her way back into the bedroom. She crawled under the thick, fluffy comforter, completely forgetting about the underwear she'd left lying in the bathroom. Charlotte was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the cover on her down pillow, falling asleep to dream of all the hot boys at school that she'd love to be sleeping with right now.

A drop of liquid rolled off the end of the red plastic toy still buried deep inside her cunny, rolling off her fur and landing on the silk sheet beneath her.