A Different Kind of Babysitter - Part 2
#2 of A Different Kind of Babysitter
Saturday had finally came, and Bradley McGregor couldn't possibly be a happier wolf. For months he had waited for the much touted "Fight of the Century" between the revered Will McCallister and the despised Tom Talmidge. Such was the young wolf's excitement that he even woke up early that morning and went on a three mile run in an attempt to relieve the anxiety he felt.
Upon his returning home, Bradley flopped down on his Dad's recliner, attempting to cool down. He looked at the old grandfather clock, seeing that the time was now 6:30 AM. It would be a long time before even the under card fights would begin, and there was the matter of making sure that his friend Chris the coyote got over in time.
Once the young wolf had sufficiently cooled down, he headed towards the hall bathroom, wanting nothing more than to wash all the sweat and grime off his fur. Opening the door, he decided against having a shower and instead opted to soak in the large hot tub in an effort to relieve the aches he felt from weight lifting the previous day. Turning the faucet on, he set the temperature to a very hot setting. He breathed in the steam and as the water flowed into the tub. No sooner had he turned the faucet off, when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," he yelled as he removed his clothes.
In walked Tori, his vixen caretaker turned sex partner. Bradley grinned as the vixen was wearing not a stitch of clothing.
"Morning, gorgeous," he said, flexing his arms for her.
"Good morning, my young warrior," she said playfully. "Would you mind if I join you?"
Bradley motioned her towards the tub, taking hold of her paw as she climbed in. Once she was in the water, Bradley climbed in after her, and quickly felt the sweet embrace of the ref furred lady fox. She kissed him on the cheek.
"You were wonderful in bed last night," she whispered in his ear.
"You weren't bad yourself,' quipped the wolf as he rubbed her bountiful breasts.
"I just can't believe you were able to go three times in less than an hour." she said.
"Hey," he said, shrugging. "I guess I'm just gifted that way."
"Lucky me," she said sensually.
The couple continued making out for sometime before they washed each others' bodies. It was during this time that Bradley brought up something that had been on his mind lately.
"Hey, Tori."
"Yes?"
"What time should Chris come over? I know the first fight won't start until about eight o'clock, but I was hoping he might be able to get here by noon?"
"Any particular reason why?" she asked, curiously.
"Well," said Bradley, "I was kind of hoping that he might get a chance to spend some time with you."
"Oh," said the vixen, her interest piqued. "What exactly do you mean?"
Bradley tried not to blush, but it was all for naught. "Um, well, I kind of told him about us."
"I hope he didn't tell his parents," cautioned Tori.
"Oh," said Bradley shaking his head. "Hell no! He knows better than that. I was just wondering if he might be able to, you know . . . join us."
Tori grinned wider than Bradley had ever seen. "Well now, aren't you just a dirty little boy!"
The wolf blushed even deeper. "Hehe," he laughed, meekly.
"Can I be honest with you?" asked the vixen.
"Please do," he said.
"When you mentioned that you had another friend that would be coming over, and that he was another canid, the first thing that entered my mind was the thought of him joining us."
"Wow," said Bradley, grinning as widely as her. "And you call me a dirty little boy! You're kind of slutty, aren't you?"
"If being a slut means I love sex, than sure." she said, not the bit offended by the wolf's remarks.
"How about we get dried off and make some more plans?" asked Bradley.
"Very well," said the vixen.
Once Bradley and Tori had dried off and put on clean clothes they went and had breakfast. Tori suggested waiting until at least 8:30 before Bradley called and asked Chris' parents if he could come over by eleven o'clock. It was all Bradley could do to sit still, knowing all the fun the three of them were to have that day. He just had to keep reminding himself that the waiting would be worth it.
"Hey," he said once it was 8:30, "can I call them now, Tori?"
"Sure, go ahead." she said.
Grabbing his cell phone, the wolf looked through his contacts and found "Chris", then hit the phone icon to dial the number. With heart racing he waited. One ring, two rings, three rings.
"Come on, pick up, Chris!"
"Hey, what's up?" said the voice on the other line.
"Hey, man. You want to come over at eleven this morning?"
"Sure, but I gotta ask my Mom first."
Bradley could hear Chris yelling for his mom, asking if it was okay for him to be there by eleven. Bradley couldn't hear what the response was from her, and his heart pounded even faster, fearing that Chris' mom would tell him not until later.
"She said that's fine," Chris said. "She has to be in town by 11:30, so she'll just drop me off before that."
"Cool!" said Bradley, his tail wagging. "See you then!"
Bradley removed the phone from his ear, and pressed the red icon, ending the call.
"What's the news?" asked Tori.
"He'll be here at eleven!" said Bradley, almost ready to jump up and down for joy.
"You're certainly eager, aren't you?" asked Tori, amused at Bradley's antics.
"You bet, I am."
At 10:30 that morning, Bradley decided to wait outside, sitting in the screened in porch. Sipping on a glass of sweetened ice tea, he waited, hoping to see Chris' mom's car pull up at anytime. He and the coyote had been friends since they were little pups, and Bradley didn't think twice about letting his best pal share his vixen. Even at twelve, almost thirteen, Bradley had been hearing for a few years now how great sexual intercourse was, and could hardly wait to find out for himself. He never thought that his first sexual experience would be with a drop dead gorgeous vixen some seven years his senior. It was way better than anything he could have possibly imagined. After something that great, he wouldn't be a very good friend if he didn't let Chris have a go at it. Would he?
Losing patience, Bradley once again looked at his phone. He flared his nostrils.
"Jesus, it's two minutes past eleven now! Where the hell is he?"
Bradley looked up, seeing a dark gray SUV pull in the driveway. The wolf's tail wagged excitedly.
"There he is!" he said, jumping up and running out to the driveway to meet his friend.
The SUV slowed to a stop. Chris's mom rolled her driver's window down.
"Hello, Bradley."
"Hello, Mrs. Cunningham!" said Bradley in a warm tone.
"What time do you want me to get him tomorrow?" asked the female coyote.
"Um, how about sometime tomorrow evening?"
"That's fine. I'll come get him at seven, okay?"
"Alright. Thanks for letting him come over," said Bradley, who noticed that Chris had gotten out of the car and was now at his side.
"Your welcome, honey. You boys have fun!"
"We will!" said both boys at once.
The two young canids watched as Mrs. Cunningham rolled her window up, packed out of the driveway and drove out of view.
"You ready?" asked Bradley.
"Just show me the way!"
Bradley and Chris were now inside. Chris dropped his duffel bag on the living room floor and flopped down on the couch, rubbing his paws in anticipation.
"I'm not sure what's going to be better, the fight or a hot vixen!" said the coyote.
"You'll just have to find out," said Bradley, sitting down next to his friend.
"Where is she, anyway?" asked Chris.
"I'm right here, boys!" called Tori.
Both Chris and Bradley got up as they saw Tori walking down the hall. The slender vixen was wearing Daisy Duke shorts, along with a tight t shirt that showed off a sliver of her belly button. She walked out over and stood right in front of both the boys.
"Hi, you must be Chris," said Tori, extending her right paw for Chris to shake.
Chris, his mouth hanging open, lightly took hold of the vixen's paw. He bent down and kissed her paw, making Tori smile.
"Why, how gentlemanly!" said the vixen, her eyelashes fluttering.
The three sat down, with Bradley and Chris on the couch and Tori directly across from them in a chair. Chris couldn't take his eyes off the beauty in front of him.
"So, Bradley's told me a lot about you," said Chris.
"Oh, I know. He told me a lot about you too, but his description didn't do justice!"
Chris turned his head, blushing. Bradley knew just how he felt, and more importantly, just what to do next.
"Hey, Chris, I bet Tori would love to see you without your shirt on."
"Definitely," said the vixen.
Chris stood up and pulled his shirt off. Tori was by no means disappointed by what she saw. Like his wolf friend, Chris was very muscular and tall for his age, though perhaps an inch or so shorter than Bradley. Tori admired the various colors of the coyote's fur, from a light tan, to dark brown, with snow white fur on his chest and stomach. The young coyote struck several poses for the vixen, making her giggle.
"You two must work out together, right?" she asked Bradley.
"Yep!" said the wolf, grinning at his friends behavior.
"Well," said the vixen in a whisper, "I think it's time for you two to do something with me. Is that okay?"
Chris jumped up, tail wagging. "Just show me the way!"
"I thought so," said the vixen.
The three decided to use Tori's room, as it had a king size bed; perfect for what they were about to do. With all three in her bedroom, Tori closed the door, and slowly, teasingly started to disrobe, making both boys start to grow hard in the front of their pants.
Now naked, the vixen lied down on the bed, her bushy tail covering the area in between her legs. She propped her head up with her right arm, grinning.
"I hope you two don't mind being naked together, do you?"
"Nope," said Chris
"Not a problem," said Bradley.
"Well then, don't keep a lady waiting!"
The two boys looked at one another, then back at the inviting vixen before taking their clothes off. Naked and eager, Tori had Chris get on her left side, while Bradley was on her right.
"No reason we have to rush things, boys. How about you start out kissing me and see where it goes?"
Happy to obey, Chris and Bradley got on their sides, their cocks rubbing up against the vixen as they licked at her face and fondled her breasts. Being groped and kissed by two males was beyond wonderful for the vixen, who soon felt Chris' paw slide underneath her tail and onto her clit. Soft moans were emitted by the vixen, who was growing hornier by the second, wanting to feel the two males pleasure her further.
"Mmm . . . Chris . . . use your tongue!"
Grinning, Chris moved his muzzle in between the vixen's legs, pulling her vaginal lips back, the coyote gave several long, wet laps with his tongue. Tori gritted her teeth at the first touch of his tongue, but then emitted a long, loud moan as the coyote ate her out as Bradley was now suckling on her tits. The sound of sucking, licking and moaning filled the bedroom as the three beasts were having the time of their lives, but Tori knew that there was something Chris wanted more than anything. Breaking her kiss with the wolf, she spoke up.
"Chris, you ready to go all the way?"
Chris, stopped licking and looked up at Tori, grinning, his dick hard as metal and needing release, he climbed on top of the vixen, all the while Bradley was lying on his side, his head held up by his arm, wanting to get a view of the show. The wolf watched as his best friend spread apart the vixen's legs and penetrated her. The coyote swayed his head slowly in a circle at the first contact with the holiest of holies a female possessed. Though Bradley had been busy boning her numerous times throughout the past few days, the vixen still possessed an incredibly tight pussy, and Chris was certainly happy about that! Slowly at first, the coyote slid his rod in and out of the vixen, his cock continuing to appreciate the wild sensation of wet pussy. Tori wrapped her legs around the young coyote, wanting him to bury himself to the hilt, to be balls deep inside of her. Chris pounded away, getting faster and harder by the second, and making the vixen lean her head back in ecstasy. Bradley watched wondering if he had been so wild when he and Tori first did it. The experience was so unreal that he had lost control of his inhibitions, wanting to fuck his brains out, just as Chris was doing.
Just as before, Tori urged the coyote onward, just like she did with Bradley.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes! Oh, fuck me, you naughty boy! Make me your bitch!"
His teeth gritted, Chris gave her everything he had. Never in his life did he imagine that he'd be losing his virginity at only twelve, and to a fine looking piece of ass like Tori!
Bradley was amazed at his friend's stamina, thinking that he should have climaxed by now. He figured that Chris had probably pawed one out before he had come over, making sure that he wouldn't cum too quickly. Crazy as it might sound to others, the wolf was enjoying watching his best friend lose his virginity to the fine vixen. It was kind of special to him that Chris got to enjoy being with the same girl that he had lost his virginity to.
"Get . . . ready . . . fuck!"
Hold back as he might, Chris couldn't stop the inevitable. With one last thrust, Chris buried his dick completely inside the vixen and shot his load. Stream after stream of warm coyote seed was dumped inside the vixen. Now drained, Chris pulled out and flopped back down to his former position on the vixen's left flank.
Bradley, however, could tell something was not quite right wit Tori.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I still need to cum," she said, rubbing her clit. "You wanna climb abord?"
"Sure," said Bradley, taking Chris' former position. Bradley, his cock aching, went to work, shoving his member into the coyote cum covered cunt of Tori, who groaned at the wolf's slightly longer, wider girth. Bradley, as he had done so many times in the previous days, went to work plowing away at the vixen's pussy. Bradley looked over at Chris, and though exhausted, the coyote gave him a thumbs up, letting him know that he was enjoying the show. Looking back at Tori's face, he snarled, fucking away at her. She moaned and groaned louder, wanting her orgasm to occur anytime. Bradley fucked her harder and harder, his fur drenched in sweat. He was finally rewarded by the scream of the vixen beneath him. No sooner had she started her bellowing, when Bradley felt his seed flowing from his balls through the length of his cock and finally spilling into the vixen's cunt. Empty, the wolf rolled over to the vixen's left side, panting, but satisfied with his work.
"That was great," said Chris, giving his best friend a fist bump of appreciation and solidarity.
"Oh," said Tori, rubbing her brow. "You boys were wonderful!"
"Thanks!" said Bradley.
"Yep," said Chris.
Tori looked over at the alarm clock on the nightstand. The large green numbers glowed 12:05 PM. The vixen smiled.
"What time's the fight?" she asked.
"About eight o'clock," said Bradley.
"Why?" asked Chris.
"Because we still have almost eight of hours of fun in this bed until then." she said rubbing their chins.
Chris and Bradley looked at one another. Yep. This would definitely be a day to remember.