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Hey all! My last story here got such a good response that I decided to follow it up with another one. This is a fun character and situation to write, and it's giving me a much needed mental break from more serious plot lines and story ideas. It's nice to get the fluff out of my head by putting it into fluffy little fun porn stories like these. If people continue liking them, I'll probably keep writing them.

As always, this story is pretty much straight from my head, to the page, to here, with no editing. I'm getting better at self-editing, but please pardon the mistakes. I really like the idea of conceptualizing the story, writing it and just getting it out there as soon as its done without any kind of filter.

So please enjoy! I'd love to hear from those that like it, dislike it, or want more!

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Krista's Summer Soccer Adventures Pt 2.

Krista sat in the bleachers off to the side of the soccer field, watching her brother's team drive down the field. The opposing team was putting up quite a defense though, and at nearly seventy minutes into the game, neither team managed to drive past enough to take more then a few perfunctory shots on goal.

So...in other words...a pretty typical soccer game, which to Krista's mind was only tolerable for two real reasons. First, it was an excuse to get out of the house and enjoy the summer weather, even if it was at the "insistence" of her family to support her brother. The second? Well, that was the sight of the cute guys running up and down the field, particularly one of her brother's friends, Jason, a trim skunk she'd cornered in a shower a couple of week earlier and fucked silly. Of course, all the boys playing had that trim, but muscular look from running up and down a field day after day, so she had plenty of eye candy to enjoy from her place on the bleachers.

She did her best to give them a bit of eye candy in return, since the college age kitten went out to the games wearing things that might be appropriate for summer, but still received disapproving looks from her parents every time they went out. At this particular game she had on a very short-cut pair of daisy dukes and a tied up halter top-shirt. She didn't bother wearing a bra either, so at the right angles it was possible to catch a glimpse of most of her breasts, or even a nipple. She knew she attracted looks from most of the guys on the field, and a few even stared when she took her place on the bleachers. She also noticed a few furtive glances from from of the fathers attending their son's game as well, which provoked a small, hidden smile whenever she thought about it.

Watching the guys had another effect on her as well, she felt herself getting a bit damp as she watched Jason drive down-field. Since their time, she'd not had the chance to get to him again, either she had summer work to do, her parents were around, her brother or sister was around, or well, a dozen other reasons she wasn't able to corner him again, much to her regret.

She must have been a bit more distracting then she thought though, because as she watched, he looked her way just at the wrong time as a defender made a dive for the ball. The resulting collision sent a groan of dismay up from the crowd as both boys hit the dirt in a massive cloud of dust.

Whistles went up all over the field and Krista bit her lip as the refs called in the coaches. It looked like the tackle took out both boys, and they were soon led off their fields by their respective teams, Jason limping, the other boy carried out on a stretcher.

"Well, he's probably out for the rest of the game," Krista's father commented.

Krista glanced over, "Which one," she asked, trying to keep the concern out of her voice.

"Oh, the boy on the other team...that wolf," he answered absently, "I think I saw his leg twist wrong when their legs got tangled up." He shook his head, "Shame, he might even be out for a while. That leg looked pretty bad, but those wolves tend to get over-aggressive. They should really red-card him."

Krista nodded absently as she watched Jason led off the field into the team area. "Uh huh..." she replied distantly, her attention quite distracted from the game as she watched the skunk.

*

The rest of the game seemed a lot less eventful, and by the time they hit extra minutes the score still looked like it was going to end up zero-zero. Krista sighed and stretched out, boredom had set in after the accident on the field, and had spent the last several minutes of the game just looking around and doing her best not to think about Jason.

She glanced over to the team area and noticed Jason had returned to the sidelines, he was on his feet (which she thought must be good) but she also noticed a bandage wrapped around his right lower leg.

She wasn't the only one who noticed, as her mother commented, "Well, it looks like he's back, it must not have been too serious."

Krista nodded and sighed, "Mom....Dad, this game is pretty much over. Do you mind if I take off? You know how long it takes Rick to get done at the end of the game. I am going to go get some food or something," she tried to sound properly disinterested, though she couldn't take her eyes off Jason.

"Oh, of course honey," her Mom replied absently, "just please be back before one, or at least be quiet when you get home."

Krista nodded, "Of course Mom, I won't want to wake up you or dad, or the brat." She grinned at the sour glance her dad threw her before she bounded up from her seat and took off.

It didn't take long for her to get around the side of the bleachers to the back of the team areas, though they had their own lockers, the teams' sideline areas were just fenced off from the rest of the bleachers. Luckily this meant that they weren't really visible from the bleachers, so there was no way her parents could see her as she sneaked around behind.

She ended up right behind her brother's team area, where she could see a few of the subs watching the game, and yes...as she'd hoped, Jason hanging back near the fence.

"Hey...Jason," she called out through the fence, and grinned when she saw him turn, and double take when he caught sight of her.

He quickly glanced at the other teammates and made his way to the side of the fence. He dropped his voice to a stage whisper, "hey, what are you doing here?"

"Well, I wanted to make sure you were ok that looked like it was bad, and I can't help but think you might have had other things on your mind or you would have dodged it."

He snorted as he looked to her, "Well, I can't say seeing you along the sidelines didn't help, but I don't think there was much you caused, that asshole was trying to take me out. Just lucky he caught his own legs, instead of mine."

Krista nodded slightly and inhaled. He wasn't as bad as the first time they met, but she could still smell the sweat and the, maleness of him. It definitely affected her, especially since she remembered it from their previous tryst. Her nostrils flared, and a wicked thought crossed her mind.

"I'm glad it's not too bad, does it hurt," she asked him politely while she leaned forward, giving him a bit of a view down the front of her shirt.

She noticed him glance down and smiled slightly.

"Well, it didn't exactly feel great," he replied slowly, "but it's not too bad, the coach just says it's likely a turned ankle and some bruising. I'll be out a couple of games though."

She ohed, "Sorry to hear that...I guess that means I won't be seeing you around then?"

"Oh, I'll still hang out with Rick, but yeah..probably no more post-game showers at your place."

She bit her lip a little and smiled impishly to him, "that's too bad, but I think I can think of a way to make you feel better," she tilted her head to the side, "if you know of a place where we can get a little bit of privacy."

He blinked suddenly, "like here? Really?" When she nodded he glanced back at the rest of the team, "uh, yeah, I think I can think of a place. Let me just tell the coach I'm going to stretch out my leg and then ice it down. Meet me by the player entrance in five?"

Krista nodded again and grinned widely as he practically sprinted back towards the rest of the team, apparently not as injured as he thought she thought with a giggle as she turned and walked away.

*

True to his word, five minutes later he showed up at the player entrance, his bag slung over his shoulder, though he hadn't changed out of his soccer shorts and the still-damp clinging shirt.

"Coach said as long as I was going to ice, I should just head home," he replied as she glanced questioningly to the bag.

"Is someone going to look for you? Your ride," she asked quickly,

"Nah, I'm old enough. I drive, and my parents are mostly busy," he replied, "so, are you serious? Here?" His voice sounded hopeful in such a way that had her almost giggling to herself.

"Yeah, let's go someplace then, you know a place?"

He nodded in reply, "yeah, over here, there's a spot where you can get into the maintenance area."

"As in, 'under the bleachers," she asked him rather pointedly.

He blinked, and then snickered, "I hadn't thought of that, but yeah."

"Well, I am not too picky," she grinned, "lead on."

*

It was less a maintenance area, and more a storage shed, with all of the grounds-keeping tools and accessories.

It was also hot, humid, and she could hear the muffled sounds of the crowd watching the game above them. Mostly what they could hear though was the thump of footsteps going back and forth across the heavy wood planks above. Somehow the thought of all the families above them just gave Krista more of a tingle, even as she looked around and grinned,

"Sure know the classy spots, don't you."

Jason shrugged, trying to look casual as he smiled to her and limped in behind, "well, you did sort of give me the impression you were looking for close, not elegant."

Krista mmmmed, "True enough," she said as she slipped forward and pressed up against Jason. She could feel the muscles even just touching him like this though his clothes, and somehow that was even hotter, "no one should come by though?"

Jason shook his head, even as his hands almost instinctively went to Krista's hips. "Nope, they don't do any grounds-keeping during the summer except to grade the dirt, and the only do that after all the weekly games." He smiled eagerly, "there are three more games this week, so we should be fine."

"Good," Krista replied, before she pressed in for the kiss she realized she'd been craving practically since she saw him take the field at the beginning of the game.

It was good, the way his hands went up to her waist. The way he tried to respond to her aggression and kiss in return, though she couldn't help but tell his inexperience. She purrred encouragingly to him and slide her hands up to his chest in response. She dug her fingertips inwards a bit, extending her claws just a little bit to prickle through his fur to the skin and muscles beneath. In response she felt him tighten, draw her close, and felt his kiss get more intense.

He tangled her tongue with his, moved from kissing to nipping along the side of her muzzle and then down the side of her throat. She groaned with the feeling, even as she felt the heat building between her thighs and their combined body heat adding to the heat and humidity of the room.

He eager hands caressed over her ass, her thighs, her waist, as much bare fur as he could get to as he realized just how little her spare clothing covered. They clung close to each other, and as she hoped, she quickly felt his hard shaft rise up between them, barely confined by the loose shorts the tight daisy-dukes they respectively wore. She couldn't help herself, she slid a hand between them and stuffed her hand into his shorts.

She found his shaft quickly enough, it practically twitched and strained as her hand found it, and he let loose a little groan of his own as she wrapped her fingers around it and pumped it slowly. His grip slackened a little bit and she smiled in response, "I think I missed this guy," she kept her tone teasing as she continued, "did it miss me?"

"You have no idea," he panted out, "how often I jerked off thinking about that time," he replied, his hands hovering above her ass and hips a she slowly pumped up and down along his length.

"Really?" She grinned impishly and wrapped her fingertips just beneath his crown, giving him a nice long stroke from base to tip. She could feel the stickyness of his pre-cum as she stroked him, and he shuddered a little.

"Yeah, like, two or three times a day at least," he panted out. She found with amusement that he'd stopped really giving her body any attention, now that she was giving his length such attentions.

"Awww, really? I guess that means you won't have much for me, will you," she tried to sound like she was pouting, but all she could feel was the growing wetness between her thighs. It was almost unbearably hot, and she reached down and rubbed her fingers over her mound through the dukes, so she could feel the slightly rough fabric grind against her sensitive folds.

"Oh gods," he panted out, "no...I've, I've got plenty, I cum so hard."

Krista grinned even more widely, "really? I wanna see," she replied to him, "I guess you'll have to show me." She giggled and stopped rubbing her pussy long enough to drag over his bag. She knelt down onto it and reached for his shorts. They were barely held on, and his shaft created quite the tent, so she eagerly pulled the shorts down. She let the waistband catch on his cocktip and pull it down, just so she could watch it as she finally pulled off his shorts, so his cock slapped up against belly.

He blinkblinked as he realized his cock swayed free and looked down, "w...what do you mean?"

She grinned again, "I wanna see you do it, I want to see you jerk off...I'll even help you." Krista leaned back onto her haunches and tugged off her halter-top, so she could let her perky breasts free. "Unless you don't think you can do it with this kind of inspiration," she continued as she unsnapped the waist of her daisy dukes. She didn't pull them off, but met his eyes as she smiled and slipped her fingers into them.

"Y...yeah, I think I'll manage," he replied, his hand already going down to the base of his shaft. Krista noticed he wasn't exactly gentle with his cock, he grabbed it hard and started pumping quickly along his own shaft.

The movement made the silky looking skin bunch and slide against his length, a view she rather enjoyed, especially when a small drip of semi-clear liquid formed at his tip. She slid her fingertips down into her dukes and sought out her heat. She stroked over her own folds even as she watched him jerk himself off in front of her.

She figured she was being a lot more gentle then he was, it looked like he was trying to win some kind of race by beating off. He jerked hard and fast, using the pre-cum dripping from his tip as a way to add at least some kind of lubrication to the motion. She had plenty of her own lubrication at least, and as she pushed two fingers into her sex she let loose a groan, watching him as her fingers formed a bulge in her shorts as she stroked.

His eyes roved from her chest to her fingers between her thighs, and his muzzle opened wide as he panted along with his jerking.

She could even see his legs trembling a bit as he stroked, and she could swear his pre-cum was leaking more quickly as he suddenly grunted, "I...I'm coming."

She nodded and quickly frigged her own pussy in time with his strokes. She wasn't near having her own orgasm, but she wanted to feel that pleasure heighten as she focused on his bobbing cock, his stroking hand. A moment later a stream of thick, white cum spurted from his tip. It had quite the force behind it, as only someone young and athletic can produce, and she found it landed quite squarely between her breasts, at the top of her chest.

She gasped as well as she felt it hit her, as well as the streams that followed and decorated her fur with his cum as he quickly squeezed out more streams from his body. She quickly stroked even faster, she didn't originally think she was going to orgasm, but she soon felt the sparks pulse through her. It was a sharp, intense orgasm, but with the feeling of those streams leaving streaks against her breasts and chest, she felt it was quite intense.

"Fuck...oh fuck..." he exclaimed as he sat down heavily on the riding lawn-mower he'd chosen to stand near. His hand continued moving slowly over his shaft, though the streams turned into a slow dribble that covered his hand a bit as he gave a last few pumps.

She mewed and nodded; she licked her lips a bit, "Mmmph, yeah, that was hot...I guess you did have plenty after all," she replied as she withdrew her fingers from her shorts. She rubbed the rapidly cooling cum against her fur, feeling it mat down a bit as she caught the sticky bitterness on her fingers. "Do you have a water bottle or something," she asked lightly.

He nodded and jerked his head to the bag, "Yeah, side pocket there," he said as he panted heavily.

She reached down and found the big bottle and uncapped it. A little rinse later left her chest fur dampened, but mostly cum free as he caught his breath and his cock slowly wilted in the post-orgasmic glow. She took a quick swig of the bottle and passed it to him.

He took a long drink as well as she smiled slyly, "you said you sometimes jerk off two or three times a day, you up for more?"

He blinked, "uh....yeah, I am....but I might need a little help."

She snickered, "Help is something I can definitely give," she replied as she took another swig of water after he passed it back. She capped it and put it aside as she scooted forward in between his thighs. "he looks so tired, but I'm pretty sure I can wake him up," she winked up to Jason as she leaned in and slipped his length into her mouth.

He was soft so soon after orgasm, and the bitter traces of the taste of his cum remained on his shaft, but Krista found the taste was arousing, especially in her heightened state.

Her ears flicked as she heard him sigh and she felt him shift as he leaned back a bit, which gave her a bit more room as she nuzzled her muzzle into his crotch. At first, she could get her muzzle all the way to his balls around his shaft, and she laved his sensitive flesh with the attention from her slightly raspy tongue. She soon felt him growing in her muzzle though, as his body responded to the sensation and the signals that things weren't quite over yet reached his brain. As his shaft grew, she responded by withdrawing a bit, using gentle suction to draw his length out while she made sure she kept her sharp teeth out of the way.

She slid one hand up to his hips, so she could feel him squirm a bit as she savored the change in his breathing,

"Oh fuck....that's so good," he panted out, and she just had to agree.

It took a few minutes, but soon Krista was bobbing her muzzle up and down along his shaft. She half-recognized the sounds going on above them of hundreds of footsteps filing out, and if her lust-filled brain was more together, she might have recognized that probably signaled the game's end. She didn't though, so when she withdrew her muzzle fully from his shaft with a wet pop and encircled her fingertips around his base she didn't notice the sounds of someone coming up and the door to the maintenance area opening,

"Hey Jason, some guys said you went this way...you smoking or....holy fuck!"

Krista blinked as the room's dim light flooded, and standing in the doorway was one of the other boys Krista recognized from the team. This one was a mix-colored dingo, he had one hand on the door, the other on the door-frame, holding it half open. He was shirtless, and was wearing one of the team's shorts as well. Krista caught his scent nearly immediately. Jason might have played part of the game, but this dingo obviously played the entire thing. He smelled of heady sweat and enhanced the distinctly male scent in the room in such a way that had her clenching her thighs in response.

"H...hey, I'm sorry dude...I..I'll just..." the dingo stammered.

Jason groaned a bit and reached down, making a gesture to pull up his shorts,

"Hey...Matt," he started weakly, since it was a bit difficult to pull his shorts up with Krista's hand still around his hard cock, and she was still addled enough that she wasn't about to put it away. "I was...just uh...."

"Yeah....I see you were just, wait...that's not Lisa,"

"Fuck...yeah, just, don't tell her ok?"

Krista shook her head a little bit, and then looked up to Jason, "You didn't say you were dating someone!" She blinked, and realized his cock was getting a bit softer in her grip. She just couldn't seem to let him go though.

"You didn't exactly give me a chance Krista," he replied then looked up to the Dingo, "Dude...don't tell her, and would you let go," the last directed to Krista.

"Krista? Rick's sister?"

Krista blinked, and realized things were going to get out of hand very quickly unless she did something...and given the heat between her thighs, her lust quickly overrided what might have been her better judgment. She turned towards the dingo and licked her lips,

"Yeah....Rick's sister, who you just interrupted when she was about to get a nice fucking from a skunk cock," she said in a challenging tone of voice, "so you can either get in here, close that door, and help me with that, or you can get out and keep your mouth shut."

She could practically feel the looks as both guys gave her their most startled expressions. Matt was the first to recover though, and he quickly closed the door behind him as he entered the shed, "help? What do you mean?" He shifted a bit, and Krista absently noticed that she felt Jason's cock twitch a little in her grip.

"Mmmm, I mean I'm a horny as hell kitty right now, and if you two are up for it I think I can enjoy the both of you, so what do you say?"

She looked from one to the other, as they looked at each other,

"Y, yeah, sure...I can go with that," Jason started, followed quickly by a nod from Matt.

"Good, now since we were interrupted, I have a little restarting to do." She grinned to Jason and stroked his shaft a couple of times, "since we were just waking this guy up a bit." She shifted up a bit and used one hand and wiggled her shorts down over the curve of her ass, showing off her ass and pussy. She then looked to Matt and licked her muzzle, "want to get a little bit of a head start with me, and maybe a taste?"

Matt nodded quickly, "Fuck yeah," he replied, and as Krista leaned forward again, she could hear him quickly move around behind her. Her muzzle found Jason's cock, and she sunk back down again on his length, which was growing again after the shock of their brief interruption.

Krista slid her tongue around Jason's shaft, flicking it up under his crown and feeling him twitch as he grew under her attentions. She was just getting him nice and hard when she felt the warm breath as Matt settled down behind her. She groaned as his breath washed across her sticky wet pussy, followed quickly by a tentative lick of his long lupine tongue.

He was tentative, just giving a few licks here and there along the outer folds of her pussy, bathing her labia and mons with long licks, though not really getting her most sensitive areas. It was enough to get her squirming again though, as she also continued her oral ministrations on the skunk shaft in her muzzle. She made sort of a show of it, slurping, sucking taking long licks that left Jason's shaft shiny and wet whenever it left her muzzle. She also cupped his sac with her hand and massaged lightly, getting a groan from him even as she responded with a purr from a few licks that hit some particularly nice spots on her sensitive flesh.

The two of them showed their inexperience, especially when Matt didn't bother trying to work her pussy with his fingers, but she couldn't fault them for their enthusiasm. She bobbed her head, drawing some of the bitterness of his pre-cum once she got him fully hard. She did her best to encourage Matt as well by swaying her tail and wiggling her ass, pressing back against his muzzle whenever he found a particularly good spot.

It didn't take too long though, before that wasn't enough for her. She could feel the burning heat, and Matt's tongue just wasn't doing enough for her. She panted and released Jason's cock, then looked back down her body as Matt knelt down behind her. It looked like he was trying not to seem too eager as he knelt on all fours while licking her pussy, but the sight just amused her.

"Mmmph ok, I think you've done good enough. I'm ready for my skunk cock now," she grinned back at Matt's somewhat forlorn look as he leaned back onto his haunches.

"A..all right."

Krista smiled, "You'll get your fun too...just a moment."

She leaned up and kissed Jason, purring as he didn't hesitate this time and returned the kiss with his bitter pre-cum on her lips. She then turned around and faced away from him. She sat back onto his lap, "Mmm, you ready for me," she asked him over her shoulder.

"You better believe it," he replied in a breathless tone.

"Mmmm, good," she replied as she reached between them. She shifted up a little bit and guided his cock between her thighs to the entrance to her pussy. She could practically feel Matt's gaze on the two of them, and it made her even more hot as she nestled his tip to her opening. She didn't need to hesitate, not with how we she was, and simply plunged down onto his cock, taking him in fully in a movement that provoked a groan from the both of them.

"Holy hell that's hot, it's like, so much better then porn," Matt commented almost beneath his breath.

Krista smiled and nodded, "Oh yeah, much much better," she replied as she squeezed her thighs together a little and flexed her inner muscles around Jason's lovely shaft filling her up.

She rolled her hips a bit as well, savoring that hardness inside her. At the same time Jason slid his hands around and cupped her breasts. The sensation of his palms dragged across her nipples provoked a little mew of pleasure and closed eyes before she looked over to Matt.

He already had his shorts off and was stroking his canid cock, though she noted he was doing it a lot slower then Jason had earlier. She grinned and gestured him closer, "Let me take care of that," she said to him at the same time she rolled her hips against Jason and ground back.

"R...really? I didn't think you were serious," Matt replied, but quickly moved over and stood next to Krista and Jason.

"Dude, I think I'm done guessing when she's serious," Jason said as he gave her breasts a squeeze. To Krista's delight he took some of the initiative, rolling his own hips and pushing up against her so he moved inside her.

Krista nodded, "serious, but this is going to take some umm, coordination," she grasped the base of Matt's dick, feeling the slight swelling where his knot would eventually form and stroked him in light caressing strokes, "so don't get too enthusiastic, ok?" She grinned to each of them before she bent over and slipped her muzzle around Matt's shaft.

She could feel the subtle differences in shape, texture. He was hotter, his skin a little less silky, but he was steel hard between her lips. She mmmmmed against him, vibrating her tongue as she laved his length with the raspy surface, and then slipped one hand around to his hips. She pressed forward a little, which bent her over, but gave her a little room as well as she found she could better roll her hips, and move against Jason.

The two of them took a little bit to get moving well, but she found that she could slowly bob her head up and down Matt's cock, while still bouncing a little on Jason's lap, assisted by him thrusting up when he could to enhance the sensation of their movements.

It was sort of a rickety affair, but soon none of them were complaining as the little room soon filled with the grunts, groans, purrs and moans of three furs moving together. Their scents filled the little storage area as the air got even hotter, saturated with their pheromones and the sounds of slapping flesh against flesh.

They found it wasn't perfect. Krista slipped off Jason's cock when he withdrew at the same time she rose up so she could sink further on Matt's length, and there may have been a brush of fangs against cock at a particularly hard thrust, but she couldn't stop. The maleness around her, having these two cocks within her and at her disposal was hotter then she ever figured it would be.

She found even as her body and muscles burned from the exertion, she could feel the pleasure swelling up through her. It was something big, she didn't know how big though, but she strove to it, clenching down on Jason's cock even as she did her best to get every last inch of Matt's into her muzzle.

It couldn't last forever, or even that long at that rate though. She thought it must have been over in an instant, but had to have been a while when she felt Matt's knot grow. He started grunting and humping a bit against her muzzle almost instinctively, so she reached forward and stroked him quickly.

He apparently hadn't learned manners, because the only warning he was coming was a sudden loud grunt from him, and the tightening of his sac under her hands. She could feel him pulse as well as she suddenly got a mouthful of the dingo's cum shooting practically down her throat. He also came a lot more then Jason did. She found she was practically coughing as it spilled our at the edges of her muzzle and around his shaft. She mewled, but held on gamely as he emptied his load while he held onto her head and humped gracelessly for a few moments longer.

Krista had to hold still on Jason's shaft, though she tried to squeeze him while Matt slowly finished and dropped back and away, panting rapidly as his still hard shaft twitched and a few more dribbles of cum seeped out.

"F, fuck," is all he managed to pant out.

Krista moaned and smeared the leaked cum across her chest, but she wasn't done. The feel of that orgasm pumping down her throat provoked a deep need to feel Jason going off inside her pussy. She quickly reached back and braced herself on either side of his thighs and started grinding and bouncing hard against his shaft.

In this position she could feel it jabbing all the way inside her, filling her so nicely and completely that she just had to have more. She could feel him try to move, and his grunts whenever she slammed her hips down, but she wasn't going to let him. She was overcome by that need to feel his load inside her and to her, he was just along for the ride at this point.

He soon got the clue though, and let her do what she wanted, instead he put his hands to better use. Krista felt one hand slide around her chest and grab her right breast, grasping firmly and pinching at the nipple. His other hand slipped between her thighs, good boy is the only thing she could think as his fingers sought out the apex of her sex and her clit.

He'd apparently been paying attention, because as she fucked him he rubbed firmly over her clit in quick circles in time with the movements. Krista half-lidded her eyes as the peak building just seemed to grow and grow, she could feel the electricity, the tenseness coursing through her body. She'd had intense orgasms, but this one was going to be big, she could just feel it. It was even heightened as she watched Matt watching them, half-stroking himself again as they fucked in front of him.

The peak, when it came, slammed into her like a train, she gasped as she felt it spasm through her, and she felt a gush of wetness between her thighs. She'd never squirted before, but she just knew that's what happened, even as her muscles clamped down and spasmed around Jason's shaft. The poor skunk had no chance holding back at that, he came as well. She could tell it wasn't as big as his previous orgasm, but the feeling of that heat flooding her was a welcome addition, a relief almost, as though receiving something her body was craving.

The two of them came against each other, their climaxes counterpoint to each other as the heaved breaths between moans of pleasure.

Those peaks couldn't last forever though, and they soon had to come down, but still Krista panted and let out little exhausted mew of pleasure.

When she opened her eyes again, she could see the matted, wet, sticky mess of fur between her and Jason, not to mention a wet-spot on the dusty ground. Matt was look at the two of them, his cock rock hard-again.

"Holy shit, that was amazing," he said as he bit his lip, "I've never seen a girl do that before."

Krista smiled weakly and lay back against Jason, who she could feel heaving beneath her, trying to draw in enough air against the heavy, scent and moisture filled air of the shed.

"Mmmphh, if you think you....and maybe a couple more of the boys can keep your mouths shut, you may just get the chance to see it again."

The words were out of her mouth before she even realized what she said, but as she felt the slow pulse of the last few twitches of Jason's shaft inside her aching pussy, she realized that the idea sounded like a better one then she'd ever considered before.