Chapter 27: Familial Excursion

  (Octokew 2nd, Year 665 of the 4th Age)

  Mom was in a cheerful mood this m, humming as she chopped vegetables for a hash. Her tail wagged during the entire cooking process, and she had a grin while delivering filled ptes to me, Lárus, and the stepbrothers. I couldn’t bme her if the reason was me and my twin brother sg a boyfriend and girlfriend, respectively. The heaping portions on our ptes made my eyes light up with excitement.

  “Eat up— we have a long day ahead of us,” mom spoke.

  “What for?” Lárus inquired.

  “You, Kaera, and Róstran need some more elegant clothes for fancier occasions, and especially Rynaki for a couple events he has to attend to before his Mating Ceremony. I o do some more shopping afterward when I got the idea of all of us and Dágfárik hanging out today since my pups don’t need stant attentiht now.” Mom’s primary mammile are the only visible breasts right now. “The servants agreed to hahem today, so I’m free to bond with you, and I deserve a break every now and then.”

  I was stuffed by the time I finished my breakfast. All the other meals satiated my voracity, but this was a rare occurrence of going well beyond full. I eructed the loudest I ever did, followed by Lárus whistling in astonishment as a pliment.

  Everybody going orip got into a carriage, with Róstran and me eleg to wear habiliments the entire way to town. If mom’s inations were anything to go by, she would take us to the Red Zone and Bryngereur’s shop this trip. I forcefully shifted my eyes away from my twin brother to the adjoining window whehey wao his visage and junk.

  We stopped in the more affluent part of álfsandur, hopping out of the carriage. The edifices appeared retly built. Mom gawked and acted like a pup at the fancy jewelry, raiments, perfumes, and other treats dispyed behind gsses. We entered an emporium filled with dresses and suits that made a person chichi. My jaw dropped to the floor at the s to both genders, sc the upper and lower levels with my eyes, and she had t me for several steps to snap me out of it. I briefly touched one of the dresses, admiring the silky material on my fingers. Such a vestment of this magnitude would’ve been impossible to wear if I still remai the shack.

  Mom teo Rynaki first since his events before the uping Mating Ceremony were immi. She selected several suits, stig her to to the side as she held them adjat to his left to scrutihem. He would wear the ones she deemed worthy enough for closer iion. He did appear ravishing in each attire she had for him as she vassed the size by tugging various spots, and he nontly denuded in front of everyone.

  The d, aiced Vak?rr, Ingileif, and Manasína ambute inside and toward the ter. I could tell the Fenri abaft had pt toward them, like she was finally gd to be rid of them and couldn’t fathom she had to deal with the trio in the first pce. She took the small handful of Liéré from him in exge for a dress I assume was for his older daughter. It looked way beyond their pay grade, a sparkling blue piece of linen for those in the upper echelons like my stepfather. Ingileif blushed and acted coy as she waved at Rynaki, and he reciprocated. I repensed equally when Manasína aowledged my presence before they left.

  Dágfárik for mom to give her a touch of fashion, and he appeared a bit perturbed, averting his gaze. The clothes made him attractive, just like his older sibling. She wanted Róstra, and Róstran wanted as much privacy as possible, so she took the adopted Fenri away, leaving the rest of us to wander around.

  I went up the stairs to where more of the femiires were. My fingers caressed a long line of s, sensing the soft, silky materials. The prices firmed what I suspected. No way Vak?rr could afford to pay for one of them in one payment, so he must’ve do in is. Whie of these decorous habiliments would I prefer to wear during a ceremonious occasion? Decisions…decisions. Mom would have to give her input whe to me.

  I observed my twin brother walk around and che the clothes for sale otom floor. My mind started to stargaze as I gazed at his fu. I shook the thought out of my head, and I heard my mother.

  “Kaera… Lárus.”

  I went dowairs a mom and Lárus. Since I knew what was ing, I ckadaisically stripped to my bare fur in front of them, tossing my clothes away. She handed us our first sets of raiments after she held them at our sides. Mine urple, while he was brown. The material was fine. I just wished the length was shorter because I didn’t like how much of the excess dress I dragged across the floor. My sanguineous sibling’s vestment was made for the military for formal events, something that dad would wear. A lot of mase regalia shared the substantial design.

  Mom handed me apparel after attire, and I absolutely adored one of them. It was silver with pygmy sapphires embedded close to where my cleavage was to both my shoulders. The dress went to my feet and barely scraped the wooded foundation, and the material was so light that I would’ve believed I was still naked if there weren’t any refles of me anywhere. I looked at the tag, notig the garment came from Aeyis. Those Elves sure had erudition at how to design and manufacture outfits.

  Fortuitously for me, mom selected the Elvish dress and two less fatires for me, along with her choices for all of my siblings. We went to the ter to purchase them, and the Fenri gave her, Lárus, and me derision simir to the disdain toward the Vak?rrs while maintaining a somewhat ral demeanor. The ely popped out when I heard the Fenri utter, “wolf,” as we left, and I knew who the owner directed it at because of mom’s ignominy.

  Gellir and his parents collided with us at the entrance. I went and hugged and kissed him before I processed what I did, stepping back as I blushed. Mom introduced herself to his mother and father, and they were amicable enough to keep any expression about her opprobrium hidden from us if they had one initially. I waved him goodbye and noticed my twin brother averting his stare at me.

  My assertion was correct when mom took me and my siblings to the Red Zone. As usual, the se lived up to its name as I noticed dyads of amorous Fenri having sex in the open without anybody batting an eyesh. I saw feltios, ilingus sixty-nines, peion iher orifi the her region, and a few ies. Several couples were joined already by the virile genitalia, either parading the erotic copus by having the males carry their feminine terparts along while walking or just casually waiting for the knots to shrink. One romantic pair was meretricious enough to warrant our attention and stop us in our tracks.

  The mates prised a heavily gravid, deep-red Direfenri and her mase, grey terpart. He was Róstran’s size, and she was taller and more muscur than me, which made the heterogey between his and her heights even more btant. It was spicuous who was dominant in this instance, perhaps even their eionship; he tied his arms and legs with rope as he sat on a chair, and she wore a fake penis around her waist. His mouth was ed shut, although the visible expressions on his physiognomy suffitly veyed how he felt as she tugged his leash and colr while going down on his penis.

  And the Direfenri plummeted hard on her husband’s cock. Just watg her exploit her weight and muscles caused me to wind pray she wouldn’t break his bones down there. Her toy on her muliebrity meant the only logical choice for him to pee her was her anus. He had tears in his eyes, and she gri the gathered audience, including me and my family.

  “Would you look at that, mutt?” The Direfenri spoke. “I guess all these people want to see how much of an effeminate pussy you are. Allow me to show them how much of a male you truly are.”

  The Direfenri got off her spouse and walked to his back, kig him to the snow. He fated, and she held him with one foot while pulling his leash. Her other free hand lifted his her halfway off the snowy pavement by one leg, straddling his buttocks. She sheathed her faux phallus inside his rectum ihrust. I saw him blush, so I jectured he sented and was into what she had in store for him as I surreptitiously teo my needs, imagining the spoliation on his groin if he pulled her tail. I immediately thought of Lárus when I went that far, and the horror snapped some sense bato it.

  “How does it feel to know that these people are aware you’re the bottom bitch, mongrel?” The Direfenri aggressively inquired as she vigorously went down on her husband while choking him. “I like how you appear, but perhaps I should make you wear something that will really tell the world of who cims you.”

  “Fgmkfergemsf,” the epie Fenri tried to speak.

  “What’s worse is the person dominating you shouldn’t be capable of doing this while being snant.”

  “Faer, this is so hot,” mom enunciated.

  My mother wasn’t the only one aroused by the scivious, bruising thrusts into the wimpy Fenri’s asshole. I felt my ar start to agglutinate my underwear, and I smelled the hormones spiking from everybody ihralled horde, pig up Róstran’s st the most. I observed the bantam spouse’s penis discharge precum as if he ejacuted for real, so the Direfenri must’ve pushed all the right buttons so far without needing to give him a handjob.

  The Direfeually surceased perforating her husband’s tail-hole, although I surmised he wasn’t out of the woods yet. How long did she subject him to her sinew already, I wondered, the fresh bruises on him. She forcefully pulled his head up and curved it upward.

  “Enjoying your birthday gift so far, pussy-bitch?” The Direfenri asked with a more sultry tone, and the male Fenri nodded as best as possible. She oscuted him passionately before untying his mouth. “I’ll permit you to get fresh air, but you keep that muzzle of yours in check.”

  “Yes, honey,” the spouse responded with actual words.

  The wife didn’t appreciate the reply as she forced her spouse to do a full split, and she crouched over his liberated maw, holding his jaw open. “It appears someone o wash his mouth. Allow me to assist.”

  The Direfenri thrust straight down until her fake cock went deep into the spouse’s throat, her swolles and tumest omphalos boung from the force. Her upper appendages held his head in pce while giving him the full taste of his ass, which was still gross and somewhat libidinous to me. Drool hung from his lips, appearing inebriated from bliss as she fucked his visage. He soon reached up and squeezed one of her hands, and I watched her thrust several more times before pulling out, releasing his face.

  I watched the dark-red wife croutil she was face-to-face with her husband's dick. He leaked precum from his urethra luxuriantly, pooling onto her two hands cupped together until it overflowed. She lifted them up and tilted them to her mouth, and the pellucid, briny fluid flowed into her lips in one of the most sacious acts I had witnessed so far, lig her digits after.

  “I’m gd you savored my present for two hours straight,” the Direfenri spoke approvingly, waggiail.

  “Does this mean it’s time, mistress?” The spouse asked, sounding like he yearned for release, and his tail wagged eically.

  “We’re close but not there yet, mutt. However, it is time for a cooling off period.”

  The wife’s version of a cooldow she retrieved an item from their pile of stuff, iing it into her mate’s pucker. I heard him yip after she flipped a switch. The cruel demeanor from her was gone, repced by a nurturing side as she had him y on her p and she gripped his penis. More pre dribbled from the acicur tip as she stroked his shaft, smearing the genital fluid on her hand. The firm caresses elicited audible moans from him, which made her grin.

  The small Fenri writhed and moaned loudly and fugaciously as the hulking Direfenri flipped the sed swit the toy and exuberantly stroked his cock. Heavy virile, clear ejes from his penis slit shot out like she was milking an udder. She aggrandized her strokes, quickly retarding them and the plug in his rectum, which caused him to whine furiously. The vaciltion was another form of torture, in my opinion, until he made the one critical mistake that caused her to stop entirely.

  “Honey,” he drawled the whi.

  “What did you say, bitch?” The wife inquired, starting to get up. The vindictive side took trol over her husky physique.

  “Uhhh,” the husband drawled out as he realized the error he made. No one dared to intervene, not even me, because of the wanton show and not desiring a physical flict from his inamorata.

  “I thought so.”

  The brawny wife pulled the plug out of her lover’s anus, tossing it to the pile. He yelped as she lifted him by his tail, and she guided her strap-on to his rump’s aperture. She peed him exactly as before, adding puissant sps on his glutes. The strikes were more stentorian than when she collided against his posterior, and the agony didn’t torment him, putting him in a beatific daze instead. His lungs must’ve been w overtime to keep up with his rampant loud exhations, and she tally pulled him by his tail as she pushed forward.

  Watg the two reminded me of Kryse in the praphic books if she and her mate traded heritages. My hands were soaked with my arousal, realizing they were in my pants.

  I beheld the effeminate Fenri’s pecker being swollen and turning color from the cupist abuse on his rump. I doubt there was no way to stymie the fertile eruption any longer. She must’ve thought the same way as she viewed his ere because she drastically alleviated the torment in his rectum to nothing. Did the wife relent and hand him the reins? The answer was obvious as she forcibly pced him in a recumbent position, squatting above his prick.

  The ee Direfenri still had plete trol despite taking her inamorato’s penis in her ass. She pulled on the leash, and his size and flexibility made it possible to forcefully impel him to suck her artificial dick currently. I saw her dests bee slower and stronger, assuming she attempted to get the knot within her sphincter, but it was in vain.

  At long st, the male Fenri climaxed despite not pleting the link. It otent cresdo in terms of his r vocals and the copious amount of semen. Thick droplets of cum eructed from the gestating wife’s asshole, going everywhere on the pavement. I kept thinking each pulsation was the final, but more kept ing, showing no signs of decreasing. His output got into the range sidered below average to slightly below normal for a regur, macho Direfenri. The jizz finally reduced to a fast trickle, a raging stream after a heavy deluge of precipitation. Surely, this must be the end, I thought. Boy, was I wrong when I saw her sat on his face a couple mier in prime position for a sixty-nine.

  “Start lig, mongrel,” she ordered, tugging tightly on the leash, and she leaned forward tirly lover’s phallus to su it. The expeg wife naturally finished first, waiting for him to finish. I was disgusted by him pping away at her anus, yet I was i how much jizz came out of her hardless of the ck of seal. They marked their lewd session’s clusion by kissing each other, and I withem serm orally between them. “Are you alright? How was my birthday present?”

  The macho spouse nodded. “Couldn’t be happier. How lucky am I for all of my kinks to align themselves on this day and for having a wife to letting me indulge iogether.” He winced as he sat up. “I’ll be sore for a month.”

  The Direfenri went and picked up their items aurned, lifting her husband in a cradle position. “e on, my little ?ksy,” she cooed to him while walking away while members of the horde cheered and whistled their felicitations, “let me make you some gurinsúlb?e back at home.”

  I observed the tiny Fenri beam brightly. “Oh hell yes.” The crowd dispersed once he and his hulking, pregnant wife disappeared.

  “Fuck, that was so raunchy aic,” mom ented. Her pussy dispyed all visible indicators of being turned on. I couldn’t bme her because I also emanated arousal. “We better get going.”

  “You try to score every opportunity you get tereur’s shop,” Lárus uttered.

  Mom clicked her tongue. “You bet your tail on that, Lárus.”

  We arrived at Bryngereur’s emporium just as a couple of Feed. The pair was young, like it formed during the most ret Mating Ceremony. The female wore nothing, but her mase mate had bck panties c his inguinal region and buttocks. The design was insipid, except for the petals on the waistband. I uionally ran into Róstran and startled him, and he briefly shot forward to catch up with the group.

  Mom went to where Bryngereur was without waiting for the rest of the group to catch up. I heard her pliment Bryngereur’s appearance, and I got a det view to know she referred tereur’s lingerie, which was in one piece, as I ambuted to her. It was ash-grey with lots of vines in the design. They pavered about curres, random gossip, and what was going on in their lives, and Bryngereur had a smirk that told me she couldn’t wait to give the bit of information.

  “I got terrifiews for you, Hlédís.”

  “You got the test releases for me to try on?”

  Bryngereur shook her head, grinning even wider. “Eveer.”

  I noticed mom’s eyes enrge as the likely guess sank in. “No way. You and Hylur are-” She didn’t finish her sentence.

  Bryngereur smiled even more as she nodded. “Mmm-hmm. We are expeg our litter of pups.” She and mom both squealed stridently.

  Mom reached over the ter to t tereur’s shoulders, and Bryngereur reciprocated, both jumpiedly for several seds. “gratutions. How long have you known?”

  “Two days ago. My heat wasn’t active for the seonth in a row, and I didn’t bleed from my vagiher, so Hylur and I sought Tandri, and Tandri firmed I regnant.” I heard more squeals.

  “I figured you two were attempting to have another litter. All the hard work finally paid off.”

  “Of course I savored each good dig from him during that time, which was all of them.” Bryngereur closed her eyes and hummed warmly, possibly thinking about the future fucks from Hylur. “You’re here to sample and purchase some underwear.”

  “You know me too much.”

  “How I not as a business owner and friend? You know where all the treats are. Have at them.”

  I followed mom to where she took me the first time I came here, notig my brother and stepbrothers went off on their own. She took bras, panties, and sexy lingeries, enthusiastic at trying them on and giggling like a hyperactive pup. They were the ohat couldn’t fit her initially because she was gestating back then. I quickly stripped while she dohe first undergarment, uned about the other patrons iore.

  Mom behaved like she tried to give the best shots to her audien a fashion show, presenting herself in a myriad of poses when she wore a set of underwear. Even her denudation had a sultry tone. I swore she deliberately took her time at choosing her racy attire to funt her pink ring and slit. She was still atingle by the rough, perfervid dispy of love demonstrated publicly earlier because her clitoris was exposed, her bia were swollen, and her vulva glistened from the secretions.

  I scoured through the seductive array aed the ones I wao try on without my mother’s influence, admiring myself in a nearby mirror. I tossed some to mom that I believed she would appear attractive in or dht evocative and titilting, and she requited me equivalently. We got into a pyful test of who could first find the best undergarment for each other. It was no test of who had more provocative poses, so I didn't attempt to ehat war with her.

  When I tried her test suggestion, I decred mom the victor and ied my refle. The bra and panty were dark blue, and no fabri the panty covered my hips— only a string. They were redolent of a bikini, except the back was ce. The blend of skimpy and modest erfect bao spice up everyday wear and titilte someone like Gellir… or my naked brother as Lárus appeared in the mirror as I steamily caressed the part of my buttocks exposed by the cheeky design.

  “Looking sexy, sis,” Lárus plimented.

  I covered my breasts and crotch with my hands. “Lárus!”

  My brother chuckled as he got closer to me. “That underwear suits you, Kaera, although you would appear attractive in any pair you try on.”

  I tried to hide my blush. “Thanks, Lárus.”

  Mom showed up in the nude, holding a lingerie she wao purchase. “I’d like to wear one more thing before leaving.”

  “Kaera and I look for Róstran, Dágfárik, and Rynaki while you do,” Lárus offered.

  “I like that suggestion.” I hastily took off the dark blue undergarments, handing them to mom. “I take it you want to buy those?”

  “Yes, please,” I responded, and mom took the underwear.

  I gathered my clothes before joining my twin brother, taking ephemeral as to don them on. I looked at all the s as we searched for our stepbrothers, imagining Gellir’s rea from sluggishly stripping my vestments in front of the white Direfenri. We quickly found Róstran in the isles of erotic, epie underwear, and he swiftly and clumsily pced a teal panty in its spot.

  “Mom wants all of us together,” Lárus spoke.

  “Alright,” Róstran stammered, appearing nervous.

  “Is something wrong?” I asked.

  “Nothing’s wrong.”

  “You sure?” Róstran answered my catechization by quickly nodding. “You know there’s nothing wrong if you’re ied in wearing panties.”

  “I am not!” Róstran took a sed to reduce his paroxysm. “I was merely returning it to its inal spot. You know I execrate mispced items.” He hastily marched away from my twin sibling and me. “Let’s look ffárik and Rynaki.”

  “Is it just me, or was Róstran being so defensive about wearing a different gender’s underwear?” Lárus asked me.

  “You’re not the only one, but we shouldn’t press it further right now,” I responded. A thought occurred in my head despite my attempts to avoid anything that could set me on the perilous path to my brother, and I had a mischievous expression. “You could wear a bra and a panty iure to show Róstran there’s no shame in crossdressing.”

  Lárus snorted. “It’s going to take way more than that to barely chisel a scrat my resistance. We should catch up unless we want to start from scratch.”

  We caught up to Róstran, and the three of us soon located the two stepbrothers, stopping in our tracks. They had panties on, and Dágfárik appeared more embarrassed than Rynaki despite everyone else being pocote while walking by. Rynaki’s girly underwear was with pink flowers at the front, and it covered his sides more than my future dark blue set. I had enough of Rynaki’s right side to know the back half was d cheeky like mine. Dágfárik’s effeminate undergarment was a red thong with petals and bck hearts, and no ce art of the design. The crimson panty did a subpar job at holding Dágfárik’s ere as the fleshy rod protruded straight. I heard Róstran paedly beside me, and mom appeared behind us and whistled approvingly.

  “You two look great,” mom enunciated. “What’s with the i?”

  “We’re doing this because we both lost a bet from roup of friends,” Dágfárik answered.

  “That probably means you want to buy them?”

  “Yes, because they hysical proof we did it.”

  “Say no more.” Mom extended her left hand, palm fag up. “Hand the panties over.”

  “I’d like to keep the panties on if you don’t mind,” Rynaki spoke. “I’ll keep the price tag on until after purchase.”

  “Certainly.”

  “If Rynaki is keeping his panties on, then I’m doing it too,” Dágfárik responded begrudgingly.

  “Then it’s settled.”

  Bryngereur looked delighted when she beheld the two stepbrothers in feminine knickers. “It always brings me delight when I see new males being abecedarians with their girly sides.”

  After purchasing the girly, intimate attires, my family and I stepped outside, and the stepbrothers took a moment to adjust to the notion of showing they were crossdressers to the publi had one more destination oinerary. A spa opened near Bryngereur’s store, and she wao know if the rave reviews were true.

  We arrived at the spa, and it was serendipitous that ásyv?r came tly. She immediately grabbed Lárus by the arm, pulling him away from us. Mom paid for herself and for the rest of us, reserving a private, heated pool because we heard a loud raucous from the public area.

  Dágfárik and Rynaki uncovered their sheathes, penises, aicles once we entered our secluded sanctuary, tossing the panties with our items. Mom dove in and floated on her back, waiting for everyone, minus Lárus, to joihey did a onball while I waded into the water. Róstran was more relut to skinny-dip like the rest of us, so all he did was sit on the edge, dipping his feet into the pool.

  The manmade body of water was the warmest, most soothing pool I ever swam iing out my house and easily better than the school. I felt a few droplets nd on me as I exploited my buoyancy, tilting my head back to observe my stepbrothers spshing water at each other. I joihe puerile war by sending a surge of water at them. We sent wave after watery wave at each other, just like what we did on my birthday. I held on my own, but the superior eo give the advao the side that had them, which was my stepbrothers. Dágfárik made a fatal error by actally giving mom the full brunt of his attack, causio stand at my side.

  “Shall we teach those boys a lesson?” Mom offered.

  “Yes,” I answered, baring my fangs.

  It was now a battle between the sexes. Actually, it was a sughter by the pure Direfenri against the mostly regur Fenri. Mom’s attacks were more of a tidal wave than a small spsh, and Róstran relocated as soon as the surges got bigger and more violent. The stepbrothers realized the tide turned against them, getting overwhelmed before capituting.

  The door opened, and an employee delivered a tray, pg it he pool on a table. Mom and I swam to it while Róstran walked, hoisting ourselves out of the water. Her eyes and mi up as we described sted body washes and oils that temporarily repced body odor with a mellifluous st. I poured a viscid liquid that had an aroma of pumpkin onto my hand, and it foamed as I sthered it over my arms.

  Another set of hands touched the bay shoulders, and it beloo mom. I relished the sinew in her fingers, deliquesg the tension in my muscles, and it brought back memories of her bathing me and Lárus at the ke he shitty shack. My bones and knots cracked, and one of them caused me to exhale with relief. She went lower, and I was fused why she was at my buttocks, basically caressing my pussy, pucker, and perineum. I felt my her lips parting away.

  “Why don’t you smother me with this firm ass of yours, you hulki?” Mom growled sultrily, sounding like she was sleepwalking.

  “Mom,” I sternly articuted to warn her in case she thought I was dad for some reason.

  My voice must’ve disrupted mom’s stargaze. “Huh… oh shit.” She swiftly created a gap between her digits and my fu. “Sorry, sweetheart.”

  “It’s alright. I didn’t mind it, but you acted like I was dad and were about to do something if I was him. I just wao make sure you inte for me or him.”

  “You’re right. The intercourse from earlier must’ve triggered my heat, the first cycle since retly giving birth, and it’s intoxig me right now.” Mom went to the shut door. “I’ll be back.”

  I turned and dised Róstran by the ptter of body wash, holding a vial in the air. “Something iing, Róstran?”

  “I just found it.” Róstrahe vial out with the bel fag me.

  “Lavender?”

  “It’s my favorite.”

  “You want some on?”

  Róstran appeared like he dreaded what was required. “I have to be naked.”

  “That, and your body has to be wet.”

  “Per-fect. you turn around, please?” Róstran asked before I could say I wasn’t f him.

  “Uh— sure.”

  I waited until I heard Róstran jump into the pool. “Not yet, Kaera.” My back tio face him, listening to the water dripping as he pulled himself out. “Now, you may look. And you ther me with some of the vender?”

  “Certainly.”

  I was gd Róstran made progress in being h other people without any agita, even if the progression was ditory. He had a cute butt, and he should take pride in his svelte physique and lighter fur. Muscles shouldn’t be the defining factor of attractiveness. I was about to pe soap on him when mom showed up with a long, thick dildo, kig the door shut.

  “This should do the trick,” mom uttered. She paused as she saw me with Róstran, who was naked. “I’m gd you two are doing some more bonding.” She went to being phlegmatic as she passed us and sat at the pool’s perimeter with her feet ier, shoving the wanton toy in her vagina. “Faer, that’s the stuff.”

  I resumed where I left off while hearing mom masturbate, starting with Róstran’s head. The foamy substance adhered to his fur and turned white as my fingers went to his skin. I traipsed my hands to his neck.

  “Mmm— that’s the stuff,” Róstran groaned jubintly. “I almost fot what this felt like.”

  “You did this with someone else?” I inquired, thinking of an individual. “Was it with Svanh?ri?”

  “Yes,” Róstran became slightly mencholic, “and she loved pumpkin.”

  “Oh.” I figured I was encroag oive ground, so I ceased rubbing the vender-sted oil on Róstran.

  “Why’d you stop?”

  “I thought I was bringing up unpleasant memories.”

  “Please tinue.”

  Róstran sounded ear about wantio tinue, so I did. I went all over his back, shoulders, head, and front, mindful of the distaween his genitals and anus and my hands. He was surprisingly and fairly well-toned for a lithesome Fenri as I perceived his muscles. He may sider himself a runt, but I believed other Fenri were even below average than him— and those markings on him. “What else you tell me about your sister?”

  “Let’s see. She was like you: tall, sweet, g, and not timorous to bash some skulls when necessary. She knew my secrets.”

  I took a little offeo that, creating an abeyan the wash. “You don’t trust me?”

  “Yetting there— both you and… Lárus. Please end the interregnum.” I acquiesced and dug my fingers into Róstran’s fur. “Svanh?ri and I did pretty much everything together. She was more than my sister; she was my best friend and shield.”

  I jectured that any more prodding into his past reted to his akin siblings would open old wounds, so I went on a ta. “What do you think about Manasína?

  Róstran tilted his head at me just a smidgen. “You already know my valuation of her.”

  “Yeah, but she share’s simir is and sort of wants to be with you.”

  “I don’t mind being around her. However, I don’t want that effervest, ostentatious ball with me stantly from my Mating Ceremony to my quietus.”

  “What are you looking for, then?”

  “I doubt any of them would be exultant if I selected anyone— not that it matters anyway.”

  “Nonsense,” mom uttered as she vigorously aedly shoved the dildo in her pussy. “You’ll be surprised at how many fish you’ll attract when you cast yourself as the bait. Give it a try.”

  I thought about the markings on his figure.“You know, I bet those markings on your body will get females eating out of your fiips should you show them to anyone.”

  “And now you’re on jeopardous territory, Kaera.”

  I winced in chagrin. “Sorry.” I got several more minutes of washing Róstran after I hugged him as an apology. I rested against the perimeter while Róstran dangled his feet ier, zoning out to the sounds of mom thrusting down on the dildo with all the sinew she had.

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  I suddenly sensed my back was on a softer surface, a t individual once I felt breasts. jecturing only one person in the room possessed mammile, regardless of the lump of mass between her legs, I gnced up to stare at mom. “Mom!”

  Mom silenced me by osg my lips for a few seds before creating a bantam gap. “Shh— just rex. It’ll ease the tension in your muscles.

  The kiss resumed, and mom covered my bosom with her right arm. I perceived her left metacarpus travel down my body until it rested on my belly. I moaned from the rubs on my stomad the squeezes on my tits. My muscles became tender while my nipples got harder. I yipped as she tugged and released my teats.

  “Mmm— that’s it. Let mommy do all the work.”

  I slowly slid into the water from mom’s teouches. Then, I shot out, sensing her metacarpus on my belly, toug my vulva. Her fingers were from a goddess in another religion as they perforated my vagina. My vocal expressions of approbation never escaped our interlocked lips. I gyrated my hips and thrust them forward while she held me back. The two sources of ecstasy infmed my cupisce.

  Mom gave me the freedom to shift my body, and I turo face her. I went to caress her muliebrity as quittao her treatment towards me, widening my eyes when I perceived a virile mass. They went down, beholding a strap-on around her waist, and they immediately went to her visage with a perplexed expression.

  “Mom?”

  I saw her grin at me. “Yes?”

  “What’s this for?” I catechized, tugging the faux phallus.

  “Your treatment.”

  My ears twitched. “Treatment?”

  Mom nodded slowly once. “A certain individual wanted me to warm you up, and he mentioo stretch your pussy out.”

  I snorted. “I handle his cock. He’s not going for my anus anyway.”

  “True he’s going for the ventional approach, but even yina ’t handle his penis without some stretches.”

  Mom flipped me away from her, hoistiil I straddled her artificial dong. I felt it glide effortlessly between my bia, yet I only got aive portion of her strength. Each time it touched, my clitoris emitted blithe coruscations, tiny sparks that only titilted me further. She snickered as if she relished my struggle to obtain a rger sample. The strength and skill she exploited were suffit to stymie my words of demurral against her tantalizing me as she assaulted my amorous node for minutes. I could only huff rit my teeth.

  A pisant gift to me arrived in the form of a generous caesura ieasing— or so I thought. Just as I was about to bellyache to my mother about the erotic torture, I gasped and winced from the sacious toy stuffing my vagina. The puissance I gathered from my pearl paled in parison to mom’s vigor directly applied to my amatory orifice. Being a female had no salient differen her libidinous power as a pure Direfenri pared to a mase terpart. The water was in a tumult, my breasts boung vertically as she bred me like a male determio sire pups. Her hips tenderized my rump, and I suspected if she possessed a dyad of testicles in some fashion, I would get another bruise.

  My twat expanded and imploded as fast as the false dick slipped in and out. It instinctively ched on it, although it sidered ay within it an actual penis.

  “Fuck… mom,” I uttered through the blissful miasma.

  “Aroo,” mom howled with enjoyment. “I could acclimate to topping my partners like this.”

  “There may be a potion that ss genitals,” I grunted while mom pounded my groin.

  “Or just grow a dick above my pussy— I still want more pups.”

  My intoxicated mind remembered that mom and I weren’t alone in the room as she teo my snatch. I gnced over and noticed Róstran watg us have coitus with i. His hands were underh the water, but the movement of his arms and tortions on his tenance oted he was choking the chi. I g Rynaki and Dágfárik, who were in their panties, them daheir feet ier. Our intercourse also mesmerized them, although they were brazen in how they dealt with their horny desires. They audaciously stroked each other’s cocks.

  Then, Rynaki dragooned Dágfárik into a supine position, plopping his fu on Dágfárik's physiognomy. I knew what body part Dágfárik licked on him, although he took a different approach. He shoved the panties aside, opting for the identical aperture on his sanguineous sibling. Dágfárik's penis got stimution from his hands instead until it ejacuted right as he climaxed coevally. Their virilities weren't spent as they stood up, and Dágfárik impaled his saturated anus.

  Mom got me to reach my cresdo once before she pulled out of my pussy and switched to my bay pucker capituted to the ersatz fner, and she impelled me to ambute toward my stepbrothers. The force made me and Rynaki collide with each other, skewering my vagina with his spear in the process. Rynaki's dick was familiar, so I had a foundation to reasonably guesstimate how it felt inside me, pg it beh my ate brother's penis.

  I relished the minutes and few asms that went by while mom treated me like a bitch. She could maty male that could tend to most of my scivious needs with her strap-on, so it got more onerous to justify having a macho Fenri as a mate other than the w and being uo savor the fed cream in my her orifices.

  Mom's influenpelled me to leave the stepbrothers after my fourth asm, and Róstran took over while they fornicated with each other. He pleasured me with his tongue, cumuting the semen flowing from me. A white foam formed on his lips as he surceased to insuffte his lungs. She thrust his head deep inside my snatch, causio howl beatifically and inundate his visage with my ar.

  My legs bent to my head after I rested on mom's omphalos, and Róstran seized the opening to guide his penis into my her lips while she tenderized my rump. He went as vigorously as her, givihe vibes of my twin brother. My eyes bulged, and the air escaped my lungs as swiftly as it entered.

  "Harder!" I obsecrated. "Breed me harder!”

  I meant the obtestation for Róstran, but mom took it as my imprimatur for her, too. They both aggraheir forces, getting dangerously redolent of the time when Lárus went berserk. I felt two dyads of niaries on my skihey were izant of their surroundings. My eyes happily watered as I desded into the blissful abysm. Both of my apertures tightly ched around the acicur invaders, struggling like an obstreperous Mountain Bull to not let a single portion pull out. My vagina imploded on Róstran's cock as he gave his hefty payload of spunk.

  Mom exercised her sinew as an unadulterated Direfenri to lift me off the floor, still bending my legs to my ium. Róstran was still attached to my slit, and he was an oversexed rabbit possessed by a succubus in how he pounded my groin. My paunch was tumest from subjeg itself to a ucopia of semen from his multiple climaxes. At the same time, I got my sixth ah cresdos-- a ratio of two of his hefty asms to get me to cum once.

  Mom finally stopped as I neared my eighth climax, and I sehe false cock slide out of my vagina. “Get ready, Kaera,” she murmured near my left ear. She pulled Róstran out of my pussy and threw him away, dislodging a barrier to a salty, muous reservoir.

  “For what?” I inquired, befuddled by halluating a beatific miasma from the asms while my mother led me to the pool and sat my feet into the water. My mother shook some seo me, and I instantly noticed a reasht as she tilted my head back, forced my muzzle wide open, and shoved her strap-on straight down my rynx.

  A white figure swam to me uer. I soon sensed a tongue on my twat. It slithered further in, tig the parts within. Several bubbles popped on the surface, and the pygmy area adjoining my belly became termagant as I held the head to my crotch, thrusting my hips.

  I felt a pair of metacarpi tto my legs and suddenly went uhe culprit was Gellir ohe legion of bantam bubbles evanesced, giving me a clear sight, and he was in sky-blue panties. After he gesticuted an order to follow him, I swam behind him, transfixed on quite a rge tent at his inguinal region. Apparently, the pool had a redite passage near where the two stepbrothers were. We e, disc it was long when half a minute passed without desg a. It had a few turns, and I felt a slight burn form in my lungs once I surfaced in the sequestered chamber, swimming to the edge.

  Gellir sat and parted his legs. “When you’re ready.”

  I needed no further crification as I pressed my lips onto Gellir's protuberance. I suckled on the gns and acicur tip, swirling my tongue around while the urethra leaked precum into the fabrid my hands heartily jerked his endowment. My tongue and fingers danced all over his penis, making him grunt, huff, and sigh tently. His testicles gradually took more of my focus until I had one hand on them with the other remaining on his penis, both metacarpi entering through the openings for his legs. I twisted his shaft as I jerked downwards. He gestured for me to advao the stage, so I put my head through the panties.

  I licked Gellir’s shaft down to his sheath, stretg the fb of skin aside. I got a trated, unadulterated, undiluted dose of his esseny tohe musk triggered my heat as it persisted through my licks. I capituted and treated his balls with my mouth , marveling at the rge, virile couple once my toouched his s. Handling one of them was the most doable option; I vacilted between his left and right gonads, although I ensured I thhly coated each of them with drivel.

  Gellir squeezed the bay head, so I looked at him, him anding me by pantomime to suck his fleshy rod. My mouth encapsuted his tip, adding more of his manly appendage. I followed the rudimentary routine I cocted from the multifarious teags I lucubrated from, whirling my head around while I bobbed up and doerceived the waistband. His macho orbs still had my metacarpi tending to them. Then, they transmigrated quickly to his knot as soon he dispyed signs of an uping cresdo. I squeezed and jerked it to a rhythm while sug his penis vigorously.

  The fed flood engulfed my tenance the initial spates filled my maw and forced me to insuffte my lungs. I stood firm, closing my eyes while the salty rain rained on me. Every burst was the most intimate award Gellir could give me. I opehem up to see his visage, but it morphed suddenly into somebody else, fillih shock while perceiving mom’s howls.

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  I looked around the pool, still hearing mom’s squeals. It took a moment to realize I had a daydream. I sank into the water in chagrin until my lips touched the surface, supplig to Faer that I didn’t masturbate at all in real life, or at least I did it surreptitiously enough that no oiced. Faer, how embarrassed would I be if I actually howled or produced other lubricous vocals in real life as I did in my fantasy and vociferated wanton words? My eyes furtively darted betweeher octs, slowly cluding I was clear.

  “Whew!” Mom huffed. “That hit the spot.” My stupefa became captivated at how saturated the dildo was once she removed it from her vagina. The fluid dripped like it just vacated the pool.

  Our reserved time expired, so my family and I had to vacate unless we wao stay in the public se, and mom took a flower to sti her head while we gathered our items. The two stepbrot their panties ba. Lárus was delighted when she went and dragged him out soaki, and I snapped my head to the receptionist when I possibly heard an insult about her faith. The hiemal air was more frigid to notice the ge, although the Fenri’s naturally pilose body made it a minor inveniehe day started to e to an end, so we headed to our carriage, and I was unsuccessful at finding the perfume Ingileif showed me. We left the Red Zone, going past the graveyard that was home to the deceased youthful Fenri, and my twin sibling held one of my hands.

  “Is that one of the girls that hangs with you and Manasína?” My brother asked me, pointing at the entity.

  I looked at where he gesticuted, desg a familiar golden-brown Fenri. “That’s Hjálmveig. I wonder why she’s there.”

  “Does she have any siblings?”

  “I don’t believe she ever mentioned about having brothers and/or sisters.” I observed Hjálmveig looking in eneral dire.

  “Kaera… Lárus, let’s go,” mom shouted from a distance.