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Jade For a Penny
Written by Ceeb
The girl rolled her purple bike almost to a stop before she hopped off. It clattered against the concrete and a few more chips of paint were scraped off its dented frame. She walked around the lot and stepped over and between the eruptions of grass in the cracks without thinking about it. Her steps were timed to the song she was humming. Penny loved anything that had a good beat. The lyrics were secondary to the rhythm; hip-hop was her music of choice.
Penny walked to the dilapidated building at the end of the lot. On the weekends this was a popular party spot. During a weekday like today, it was empty and eerie. She didn't spook easily, of course, because being scared was for little kids. Penny was ten - no little kid.
She let herself into the factory through the barn-style door at the rear. Decades ago, new cars were wheeled out of these doors with chrome bumpers and sleek fifties curves. Now it was the entryway for local kids and young adults looking for a good time away from their parents. Penny was often among them.
The young bear peered into the darkness of the dead factory. You were here like a week ago. And it was just as dark then. Penny reminded herself that that was true. Then a dissenting voice noted, but there were people here too. Lots of people. Not now!
Penny pulled the barn doors open as far as she could. The low angle of the setting sun let in less light than she hoped. It was just about that time when you could see the shadows getting longer and pretty soon it would be dark until dawn. Penny hurried into the auto factory, humming again but no longer shuffling and bopping along to the beat. The song was like a talisman, something she could cling to, keep her mind occupied and keep the panic away. Her eyes darted around at dark nooks and looming shadows. She moved quickly toward the place she had spent most of her time last week with the men.
It's not even here, you're not gonna find it. She placed her scraped bare knees on the concrete and pawed around the dusty floor, making use of what little light she had left with growing desperation. She thought someone must have picked it up, or maybe it got kicked away or stepped on and crushed-
Then her fingers happened across her butterfly hair clip. She squealed in girlish delight. The sound doubled back distorted and evil. Penny flinched and quickly stood up, a queasy look on her face.
Moving double-time, Penny bolted out of the factory and hurried away, left the facade of the building with the look of a gaping mouth.
I barely made it out of there alive, thought Penny as she walked around to the front of the building. By the time she was past the cracked concrete and the hardy grass growing through it, she had forgotten all about the fear and had pinned back her hair with the clip. Everything was back as it should be. Who was cool? Penny Mardas was cool - you bet.
Her coolness died off when she saw a figure near her bike, the stranger outlined against the orange glow of the street lamps which had come on during her search. For all her bluster, Penny was a little girl who was acutely aware of her stature and her limits. She approached quietly, sticking to the meandering path outside the glow.
The figure was that of another bear girl although her colors were indistinguishable in the poor contrast of the light. She snapped up her head at the sound of Penny's footsteps. Her paw came off the bicycle's frame and she asked quickly, yet with a queer warmth in her voice, "Who's there? Who are you?"
Penny stepped slowly into the light. As the stranger saw she was dealing with another young bear, she relaxed. "Is-, ah, is this your bike?"
"Yeah," Penny said somewhat angrily. "Were you gonna take it?"
The strange bear smiled. "I thought someone abandoned it here. So yes. But now that I see it belongs to someone..."
"Uh-huh," Penny grunted. She came closer. The color of the other bear perplexed her a moment until she realized the stranger was black and white - a panda bear. Penny had never met one of those before. And her eyes were pretty - incredibly pretty. Penny liked looking at them. "Uh. Hey. You live around here? Were you at the-?" She gestured at the factory, her eyes not drifting from the panda's eyes.
"Around here? And that noisy party? No and no," the panda giggled. "I'm just... I'm looking around. Looking for nothing, really." She interlaced her fingers over her belly. A feeling cropped up in Penny related to the age-old Stranger Danger, but there was a warmth to it. Looking at the panda gave Penny a weird fluttery feeling in her heart which she had no vocabulary for.
Penny righted her bike. Keeping an eye on the panda, she threw a leg over its frame and asked, "You want a ride somewhere? This place is kinda-, it's kinda creepy, for us."
"For little girls," the stranger remarked, her smile sly.
"Uh-huh," Penny agreed. Stranger Danger, tell an adult, Penny thought. The idea made her giggle. "So do you-? You wanna ride with me?"
The stranger climbed on as if she'd only been waiting for the second invitation. Her arms cinched around Penny. "Sure, yes. Where are you headed?"
Penny worked the single-speed bike up to speed, pumping hard on the pedals. It had been a long time since she rode doubles with any of her little friends. "I'm going home. My folks are gone. Business trip bullshit," she said. "It's me and my brother."
"Your brother?" the panda asked. Her smile widened.
Penny laughed. She was getting out of the creepy part of town now. The nicer neighborhoods were slowly beginning as she rode down the hill away from the dead industrial district. "I know that tone! That's the tone I get with boys. My brother likes guys."
They rode in silence for a quarter mile. The panda leaned into Penny, thought her butterfly hair clip was very cute. The fact that Penny also sported butterflies in mid-flutter all over her little pink shirt gave the panda an idea of what creature her new friend preferred. "My name's Jade," she finally said. "You?"
"Penny! Call me Penelope and I'll pull your hair out," she snickered. She eased onto the brakes to bleed off some of the speed the hill had given them. The extra weight made it harder to slow down and she wasn't in the mood to skin a kneecap tonight. "So you like boys? You like to fuck?"
Jade blinked at the forwardness of the brown bear. She said with a laugh, "Yes, sometimes. I'm guessing you do, too?"
"Oh yea-a-ah," Penny said indulgently. A rumble of thunder caught her attention. She looked up to see cloud to cloud lightning. "Aw, crap. I hope we make it before it rains." A dark thought crept in, a combination of I-could-have-died fear and thankfulness: thank god that didn't happen when I was looking for my clip.
The change in scenery was noticeable. Disused parking lots faded into a treeline. Past a hundred feet of untamed wild began the first houses of the neighborhood. The affluence steadily rose the further Penny rode. Lightning sparked again. She cut a long turn into the mouth of a cul de sac and then her pace relaxed somewhat. She said as much to herself as to her passenger, "Almost home now."
Penny's bike rolled into the driveway of a two-bedroom home with a manicured lawn and an attached garage. She slowed to a near-stop and Jade dismounted, Penny following, then she walked her bike into the unlocked side door to the garage. By the time they were in the house itself, the rain had begun. Penny and Jade exchanged grins, both amused by their timing.
"Eri-i-ic, I'm home," Penny called out from the kitchen. "Eric?"
A tall bear, obviously Penny's brother, ambled into the kitchen. He scratched his stomach and nodded at Jade. "You having a sleepover? Where have you been? You know, forget it, I don't care." He tapped a pizza box on the counter. "It's pepperoni. It's also cold. Have some. Goodnight."
"Uh, goodnight to you too, jerk," Penny scoffed. Before Eric was even out of earshot, and this was spitefully intentional, Penny said, "My brother gets pissy because I have a life and he doesn't."
Jade smiled. She thought Eric was cute; his sexuality was a shame.
The panda helped herself to some pizza. Penny gave her a cold can of root beer from the fridge. "Thanks for showing me your home, Penny," Jade said gratefully. "You're nice."
Penny shrugged. She sipped her own can of root beer then glanced at the digital clock in the stove. It was only eight and Eric was already in bed. She was glad he went to work at three in the morning; so much time without him bitching at her.
"I'm gonna call a friend over," Penny said and grabbed the corded phone in the kitchen. Her call was terse. The only interesting part was when she said, "Yes, I'm serious, and I got a guest so you better be a good boy."
"Desmond will be over soon," Penny said after hanging up. She grabbed some pizza for herself and led Jade out into the living room. Penny introduced Jade to the wonderful world of R-rated films while they waited.
Jade looked up when she saw headlights. Instinctively she pawed at Penny's arm, said, "Someone's here."
"Oh, that's him. Unlock the door, would you?"
The panda bear did so then stood back a few feet. Desmond entered without knocking. His clothes were damp but not soaked. The same held true for his long hair. Their gazes locked and then he said flatly, "You must be one of Penny's friends."
As Desmond locked the door, Eric came out of his bedroom bleary-eyed and wearing only boxer shorts. His tired, annoyed expression brightened when he saw Desmond; Jade and Penny both recognized the older bear's sexual hunger. Eric said, "Hey, Desmond. You come to see me?" Without waiting for a reply, he shuffled into the kitchen.
"Hi-, hi Eric," Desmond bashfully called after him. He sat down on the sofa and Penny took his right flank, Jade the left.
"Hello there, Desmond," the panda said, palming the fox's thigh. "I understand Penny likes you quite a bit. Now I wonder why that could be."
Penny's paw went right for his crotch. He huffed but took the molestation. "It's sure not for his big dick. I think he's smaller than most boys our age, Jade."
"Preteen slut," Desmond grumbled, cheeks going red. "I'm not some piece of meat you can call over whenever one of your friends is horny," he said without conviction.
Penny looked at Jade around Desmond. She winked, said, "He loves being coy, don't worry. He really likes to eat little girl pussy. Don't you-u-u, Desmond?" she cooed. "You love my little coochie."
"I hate you," Desmond groused.
"I'd love to sit on his face," Jade sighed. She pressed up to his flank, nuzzled him, and softly cooed. Her paw rubbed under his shirt. "So so-o-oft. He's a pretty boy. How lucky you are, Penny. Would you be so kind as to take this off, Desmond?"
Desmond did. With Jade, he was compelled to listen. Then he curled his paws around their hips despite his reservations and his attitude. He wondered if this was how repressed homosexuals felt - all that loathing and lust in equal measure. "Penny, I hate you for doing this to me," he huffed - but when he looked upon Jade's expectant face, he found it hard to mean what he said.
"I love you too!" Penny giggled. She stood up on the sofa and yanked up her shirt, panties down. Her skirt stayed on and her nipples were puffy and stiff. "Jade, you wanna get naked too? Trust me, we can fuck around all we want. My folks are gone 'til next week and the worst Eric's gonna do is come fuck Desmond's mouth."
Eric leaned somewhat over the couch. He had seen Penny nude or close to it with so many boys that seeing her now elicited no reaction at all. He gave Desmond a kiss on the cheek and asked, "You want to ditch the jailbait and come stay in my room? Let you lick my asshole."
Penny shoved Eric's snout away. "Get lo-o-ost, loser. His tongue's already got a date with my pussy."
"And mine, I hope," Jade added. She glanced at Eric as he skulked off. The shape of his behind was hard to guess because of his boxer shorts but his body at large appeared hard and taut. She murmured to Penny, "You're sure he only likes men?"
"Oh, he's totally gay," Penny giggled. "But not Desmond here!" Now the brown bear grappled with Desmond's fly. She opened the flap of denim separating her from the cock she was after. "Go on, Jade, get naked! Desmond loves seeing little girls naked. Isn't that right, Desmond?"
Desmond let himself be exposed by Penny. His cock was stiff under his briefs. He made no attempt to refute her claim or hide his excitement. He looked to his left to watch Jade undress. I may as well enjoy this. Even more, that is. I am so gonna end up in prison for this one of these days.
The panda's clothing was austere next to the butterfly silhouettes and rocker logos on the t-shirts Penny liked to garb herself in. Something about Jade was profoundly off to Desmond but he liked her even after so little time around her. As he put eyes on her naked body, which was no more developed sexually than Penny's, he experienced a pang of almost painfully strong lust for her. His small penis twitched under his briefs and he whispered, "You're so pretty."
Jade smiled a coy, knowing smile. She smooched Desmond on the lips then pressed close to him, flanked him again with Penny. Her left paw slid under the waistband of his briefs as Penny slid in her right, and together they met on his penis.
"Come on, Desmond," Penny said, "grab my butt like you always do."
Desmond touched her bottom and Jade's. He palmed both bears slowly, his paws working in symmetry on the soft round asses of the young girls while they squeezed and rubbed his penis. A shuddering moan, low and guilty, escaped his lips.
"I have an idea why he likes little girls touching his dick so much," Penny remarked.
"It's because we make it seem bigger," Jade said, completing Penny's thought. She grinned and winked at the brown bear. "Isn't that right, Desmond? No, no, you don't have to tell me. I can tell."
Jade pulled Desmond's briefs out and down. She tucked the elastic underneath his scrotum. This she cupped, holding the testes in a careful paw. "You are just the perfect size for a little girl, Desmond," she cooed, speaking with no derision at all. "I want you to lie back. On the floor, if that's acceptable."
"Li-i-ie back," Penny groaned. "You sound like a dork," she giggled. Together with Jade she caressed Desmond's penis, their small fingers working skillfully in concert. "What're you gonna do to him?"
The panda leaned heavily on Desmond. Her nipples, pertly breaking up her otherwise smooth chest, rubbed against his shoulder. She kissed the foxcoon's cheek then nuzzled into the cup of his ear. "I'm going to sit on your face," she whispered, then nibbled his ear's edge. "You like that. Don't you?"
Desmond's expression was one of subtle fear but his cheeks were hot. His paws slithered guiltily from the two bears and grasped the caps of his knees. In their shared grasp, his penis throbbed. Precum oozed from it, running over their young fingers.
"What'd you say to him?" asked Penny, squeezing Desmond's penis possessively.
"I said," Jade peered at Penny, smiling, "that I'm going to sit on his face. He likes that. Do you ever sit on his face?"
"Mmmaybe once or twice," the brown bear said with a shrug. "Desmond's weird, he likes buttholes... he likes to smell them!"
"Shut up," Desmond hissed.
The panda tittered. She licked his cheek up to his ear and gave its edge another nibble, this time until it flicked. "Ooh, my. You like to smell little girls? Do you like musk, Desmond?" Another nibble. A squeeze on his penis, then her paw fell away. "Lie down for me... I think I can spare a whiff of musk."
Jade pulled back and Penny, with a groan, also released the fox. She slid off the couch and landed with a bump.
The foxcoon shot Jade a nervous look. Jade dispelled all his worries with a kiss on the lips and a winsome smile. Something in her gaze was comforting; some preternatural knowledge, a gentleness he didn't expect from a young girl. He moved carefully to the floor, sat, and looked at Jade.
Penny grabbed his shoulder and tried to pull him down. "C'mon," she urged, "lay down so you can smell her butthole!"
"Shut up, Penny!"
Jade laughed sweetly. She knelt down between Desmond's thighs and pulled down his bottoms, removing jeans and briefs simultaneously. She met his eyes as she undressed him and saw the concern in them. With a wink, she said, "I don't like sex with my clothes on. It's so nice to be nude and free."
Up she went, walking over Desmond, looking down her smooth body at his incredulous face. The TV's bright light stenciled her profile, rendered half of her in brilliant light and half in darkness. Only her eyes seemed to glint together, two gems (jades) peering deep into his soul. Even Penny, the irreverent whore, was stricken with Jade's prettiness.
Desmond's paws cupped her hips, and over one went Jade's smaller, softer fingers. Her smile was resplendent, loveliness glinting in her eyes, a care Desmond had never felt from Penny and her simple-minded sexual hunger. He leaned in close to her, kissed her chest, the smooth soft plane where breasts would one day grow plump. Now Jade was only flat, only her black nipples interrupting the snow-white fur.
"You're-, you are perfect," whispered Desmond, the exultation in his voice such that it seemed he had seen divine beauty. His tongue lapped softly across a nipple, licked it with delicateness which made Jade feel fragile but loved.
She giggled to him. Even her laughter was an angel's song. The panda bear's spell enraptured Desmond. She could have asked anything of him, anything at all, and certainly he would have complied. But all she did was caress his head as he licked her nipple. She caressed him and she cooed, "You are a good boy, Desmond. Penny is a lucky girl to have a boy like you."
"I need you," Desmond whispered against her chest. He nuzzled into it, ground his head into her, listened to the quiet, calm beat of her heart. His penis rubbed her ankle. Leaked against it. "Please. Please, Jade. I need you."
"Ugh, ga-a-awd," Penny grunted. She stuck her tongue out: "Yeck!"
Jade smiled slyly at Penny. She nudged Desmond off, pushed him back with care, turned around. Her bottom was already feminine and curved even though her breasts had not yet sprouted. Its cheeks demanded attention and received it from both Desmond and Penny. As Jade lowered herself, she put her knees on either side of Desmond, a wide stance required for a small girl to fit around even a girly male like Desmond. The rim of her anus was visible to the fox for a moment before the cheeks pressed against his snout and the pink pucker against his nose. She wriggled her young hips and said, "Smell me, Desmond... sniff me all you want."
Desmond did. His smelling of Jade was vigorous and hungry, more snorts than sniffs, and his paws roamed her nude body. Every part on Jade was flawless and everything was explored by the lustful foxcoon. Her chest was his favorite place to return to. His fingers twiddled and tweaked her small black nipples with gentle care but obvious indulgence.
"Ooooooh, Desmond's a ba-a-ad boy," laughed Penny, but she was hiding just a twinge of jealousy. It was hard, of course, to be jealous of Jade; Jade was so sweet and calming, and Penny thought if anybody could steal her favorite babysitter, it should be the panda. "Gawd, he's really sniffing you," marveled Penny. It made her wonder what Jade's secret was, how she could be so magnetic.
"He is," Jade concurred. She sighed, smiled. "Desmond, I was told you love little girl pussy, too."
It was that tone, the gentle encouragement, which filled Desmond with astonishing eagerness to give Jade everything she wanted. His nose stayed lodged in her anus, her prepubescent musk divine, but his tongue slathered the nearby slit of her vulva. One lap led into another and another. Desmond consumed her cunt as if it were candy or ice cream; the taste of her underage sex was as sweet as the smell of her bottom. He found himself grasping her hips, pulling her up and back, forcing his nose into her pussy. He smelled the slit, sucked in its smell as voraciously as he had nasally tasted her asshole, and still he wanted more. His penis, unattended, spat thick wads of precum across his belly.
"Jesus," Penny grunted, now frowning. "What the hell, you never eat my pussy like that."
"You just-, don't-," Jade spoke between gasps, her young body trembling with pleasure, "know how to-, ooh! How to motivate him." She draped herself over Desmond and grasped his penis in a paw. Barely tall enough to sixty-nine an adult, Jade slurped once across the flesh of Desmond's cock, collecting its precum, both wearing and swallowing the musky fluid.
Penny scooched to watch from the side. "Guess not," she mumbled, hugging her knees. "Desmond, jeez! You're gonna, like, lick her so deep that you'll-, I dunno. Jeez!"
The panda bear giggled. Her vaginal wetness oozed down Desmond's chin as though it were the juice from an overripe piece of fruit. She jerked his penis, lapped it, barely able to lick it but happy for the chance. The small size did not amuse or repulse her; Jade liked the foxcoon. Unbroken men were fun but there was something to be said for a broken-in pedophile boytoy.
"Desmond," she huffed, precum squirting onto her cheek, "ooh, Desmond. You're going to make me cum, doing that... I like your tongue."
"Desmond has an amazing tongue," said Penny, pouting. The little-girl jealousy she felt was at odds with her strange care for Jade. Watching Jade get such pleasure from him made her feel the same way she did when Eric used him - jealousy, but also a deep sisterly happiness, an empathy she would never admit to. She said in a grumble, "I'm glad you like him." Then she huffed a quick hmph! which it seemed all little girls could voice expertly.
Penny did not exist to Desmond; he was alone with Jade in a vacuum of pleasure and musk. The broad pink surface of his tongue dragged over her young cunt's lips repetitiously, bringing to mind the eager consumption of ice cream. Where a dome of ice cream would only get smaller, Jade's labia grew wetter and imperceptibly thicker as the pleasure rose and her heart thudded faster, blood pressure rising, genitals getting the worst of it. The heat of her immature sex made the air immediately around it humid and heavy. Desmond inhaled her wet scent as he ate her, breathing her in as if she were a drug to huff.
"Yes, oh yes." crooned Jade, her voice delirious with pleasure yet still eloquent in its unique way. "Desmond-," a brief catch in her throat, then a squeak and a titter as her climax struck. A shudder passed through her taut body like a shockwave. Her vaginal secretions were thick and honeylike, slicking Desmond's snout, coating his lapping tongue in the liquid musk that he craved.
Desmond's penis throbbed, looking big in Jade's small paw. He bucked his hips, panted into her loins, even whimpered for her but she merely held him. She wriggled her taut behind against his face in the process of riding out her orgasm but her ejaculation had already come to an end. Her wet sex merely rubbed his nostrils, its lips dragging across his mouth in a vulgar smooch.
"No-, no more licking now, please," said Jade, her eyes shut tight. A smile, enormous and plainly contented, had curled up her lips. Her paw released Desmond's twitching cock, leaving it to drool and throb, and then she rolled off of him. Her bottom thudded onto the floor with a bump and she began to softly giggle.
"Ooh. Thank you, Desmond. Thanks for sharing him with me, Penny."
Penny gnawed her lip and pouted. She played with her toes, interlacing her fingers with them. "I wanna fuck Desmond now," she groused. "My turn."
The fox sat up slowly, moving as if tired. He looked needfully at Jade, said to her, "Please, for god's sake, finish me off." His paw caressed her hip, squeezed it. "Please."
"Hey! Asshole!" Penny snapped. She bounded to her feet, kicked his leg. He flinched and his eyes latched onto her then; she had never seen him so disoriented. "What the heck's wrong with you?" Then she widened her stance, giving a look at the slit of her pussy which she spread wide with her fingers. Her vagina gleamed for Desmond and Jade both, a pink butterfly dripping with dew. "You're gonna fuck me now, jerk."
Though familiar hunger glinted in Desmond's eyes, his gaze drifted back to Jade's sprawled, flat form. He leaned over the panda wordlessly, kissed her lips, traced the lines of her undeveloped chest.
"Desmond!" Penny scoffed. Suddenly she felt quite stupid holding her pussy open. She let it go and sat heavily on the floor, hugged her knees again, glared at the foxcoon.
Jade licked gingerly across Desmond's tongue and then eased free of the kiss. She said as the fox kissed her breasts, "Don't be mad at him, Penny. Boys can't help themselves with me." There was no arrogance in her voice, only gentle truth. She softly pushed Desmond away and welcomed Penny to lie with her. Though the brown bear stayed stubbornly put, Jade spoke, "Lie with me, Penny. Let's take care of Desmond... together."
The pair of bears looked at the needful fox, more a child than they were in that moment. His eyes were simple but hungry, his small penis stiff and wet. He and Penny both looked closely at Jade, the stranger they couldn't help but love.
Jade put herself down beside the foxcoon. Penny took his opposite side and together they began to touch and feel, the brown bear following the panda's lead. It went against Penny's sensibilities not to rush to the penis, but Jade seemed to know what she was doing. They caressed Desmond's chest, rubbed his nipples. Kissed him, smooching delicately in turns. Penny's kisses began rough and slobbery but as they went on, she found she was taking Jade's style: gentler, more loving, though still a heavy helping of tongue.
The panda put a leg over Desmond's and pressed her wet sex to his hip. Penny did the same, pushed her pussylips into the bony protrusion of his pelvis. This she rubbed on, an impish smirk coalescing on her lips. "Desmond," Penny purred, "you liking this? Hmm?"
"Of course he is," Jade answered for him. Her paw slithered down his breast, over his belly. Fingers slid through his bush, knuckles across his penis. It twitched from Jade's brushing touch. Desmond shivered. "What a good boy you are, Desmond. What a good boy."
Penny gyrated against his pelvis. She huffed softly, eyes half-lidded. "I want him to fuck me so bad," she grumbled. "Not fair, you got the tongue already."
A smile tweaked Jade's lips. She strummed Desmond's small, uncircumcised penis. "Here's an idea," tutted the panda bear, who felt supreme relaxation - a oneness with the falling rain outside and the two warm bodies cuddled beside her. "You can have my tongue. And Desmond can fuck me."
"Ooh, god," Desmond wheezed. "Yes. Yes please."
"Of course you get the dick," scoffed Penny.
Jade chuckled. She reached across Desmond's body, arm against his penis, and felt over the lips of Penny's cunt. The sudden touch caused Penny to go still and utter a small squeak. "Penny, really now - don't be selfish. You've had his penis before and you will again many more times. But me? Why, this may be my only chance."
Penny reluctantly conceded that Jade had a point. She nodded.
The brown bear reclined with a pillow under her back, legs spread wide. Jade knelt between her thighs, smiled down at the slightly older bear, asked her, "Are you nervous, Penny?"
"Um. A little. I've never-, this is my first time doin' girl-girl stuff."
"Just relax," cooed Jade. "Relax and," she smiled, "pretend it's just Desmond." Then the bear dived onto Penny, parting youthful cuntlips with small black fingers. She slathered the pink, smooched it, sucked it. Her tongue smacked over the clitoris and its hood, prodded at the vaginal entrance.
Penny gasped and whined. She pawed at the floor and her toes curled. A grimace played at her face and she groaned, "Ooh-ho, fuck-, fu-u-uck, Desmond never eats me like this, oh fuck!"
The sight and sound of Jade's violent cunnilingus stunned Desmond. He sat nearby, paws off his turgid penis, and watched with awe as Jade wrenched squeals and cries from Penny the likes of which he had never heard before. It almost made him jealous. Almost. He loved Jade, felt for her in a brotherly kind of way much like he loved Penny; he was happy to see the kind of bliss she felt. To even be involved in this peripherally, in this very special encounter with Jade, was an incredible experience.
He knelt behind Jade who waited on paws and knees for him, small round bottom held provocatively in the air. His paws gripped her cheeks and he thought, for a moment: anal, fuck that ass, smelled so goddamn good it'll feel good too.
Somehow he knew Jade would not mind that, not after the first bit of pain; she would smile and laugh and wink, and it would be fine. Oh, Desmond - you can't help yourself. Enjoy it. Enjoy my bottom.
But it was the pussy he knew he needed. And he brought his small, pink cock to its lips, brushed them on the slobbery wet folds. He felt a tightening of Jade's body as she made ready for him. Wordlessly he plunged in, burying it without hesitation. The velvet pink within Jade gripped him, held back his foreskin and bared his naked cock. He fell over her, caught himself on his palms, shuddered the way he had during the first orgasm of his life so many years ago. "Oh-, my fucking god," he bleated. "Oh, Jade, Jade..."
"Oh, fuck, Jade-, fuck, Jade," yowled Penny, unmindful of Desmond. Her claws raked through the short pile of the carpet; her legs snapped a pincer around the panda's torso.
Jade, in the middle, devoured Penny and Desmond both. Her tongue slathered the older bear's cunt, tasted her and fucked her. Her pussy was not passive for Desmond; its muscles were viciously snug as any little girl should be. She pushed back for him, urged him to stop waiting and fuck her. And when he did, she moaned for him, her moan resonating into Penny. Her mouth wrapped around Penny's clitoris and she sucked it, hood and all, tongue flicking the button of the clit like a finger.
Penny shrieked and whimpered and yowled. Her paws played in Jade's ebony hair, tugging it, mussing up its silky locks. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" she screamed in her shrill voice. "Fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"
Her squirt was hot and musky, and it clung to Jade's lips and rolled down her chin. It filled the air with the earthy stink of female climax, a smell which had already visited the room following Desmond's cunnilingus. Jade gulped on her liquid musk, drank it down and tongued her for more, plunged the depths of her spasmodically clenching cunt using her tongue.
From behind Jade came deep, lustful grunts. Desmond was fucking her, pounding her with a viciousness he only rarely showed - only in times when Penny really pushed his buttons or Eric coaxed him into a night of passionate gay sex. His cock was small but the intent behind it was severe; he was nailing Jade, plowing the tight young panda with all his strength.
And then he was cumming, suffering a climax one could easily consider premature, but with everything he'd endured - the molestation, smelling and eating Jade, now this perfect pussy - he thought he had lasted quite well.
He shot into the panda and he brayed with his climax, a triumphant and primal sound in the banal setting of the living room. He fell over top of Jade again, caught himself, panted into the nape of her neck and into her hair. He nuzzled the hair, smelled it, nosed around her ears. As his small, but eager cock finished its mess he shuddered to Jade, "I-, I love you, Jade. I love you."
The brown bear shuddered and groaned, her paws holding Jade in relaxing. Her legs were trembling. She petted over Desmond and groaned to Jade, "That-, was amazing. I've never-, oh my god... that felt so good it almost hurt."
Jade was only too happy to bring pleasure, just as happy as she was to receive it. She reached back and petted Desmond. Kissed Penny's loins just above her vulva where a bush would eventually grow. "Good boy, Desmond. I love you too. You're such a good boy." To Penny she cooed, "You're welcome. You're very welcome, Penny."
And the three of them slept in a dogpile, the TV eventually shutting off after its inactivity timer was up. They slept through the thundery night and into the rainy wee hours until Eric, bleary-eyed with morning wood in his boxers, woke them by nudging Penny with his foot.
It was two in the morning. Penny yawned, smacked her lips. "What do you wa-a-ant?"
Eric said nothing. He knelt down and pulled Desmond away from Jade, interrupted the panda's sleep. She yawned and looked tiredly at the scene, then curled in around the pillow Penny had earlier used. She was back asleep in seconds.
"C'mon, Desmond," the older bear said, walking the barely-awake fox off to his bedroom. "I gotta work soon. Gimme some relief, hon."
As Desmond got laid for a second time, Penny cuddled in close to Jade.