Maya peeked into her brother Ren's room. He and his two friends sat huddled around the small TV they had hooked up to a game console. Their parents weren't home. Technically she wasn't supposed to allow him to have friends over, but just like her brother, they were shy, quiet boys. Maya was happy to see him spending time with friends rather than playing video games alone in silence, even if they were mostly doing just that but as a group. They didn't notice her. A chaotic mess of brightly colored orbs and bullets swirled across the screen, all reflected in their unblinking eyes. Her brother's wolfish canine ears stood alert and ready, controller in hand and full attention on the screen. Micha, a pudgy brown and gray hare sat close on Ren's right. Behind them, Sol sat cross-legged. Maya rarely ever heard him speak. Donkeys had softer, more rounded features than horses, but Maya found them endearing at his age. Light gray fur with patches of white around his wrists and under his chin covered his lanky body. He noticed her first, his large ears upright and alert. His large dark eyes widened, and he stared for a moment before attempting an awkward wave then quickly finding interest in something happening on the screen. "Can I take a turn?" Maya asked with no intention of doing any such thing. The other two startled but didn't take their eyes from the screen. Ren groaned. "You'll just get us killed." "No I won't," she said sweetly and sauntered into his room. Her short shorts left most of her dark gray thighs uncovered, and the loose tank top made it obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. She suppressed a grin when Sol's large dark eyes widened as they traveled up her athletic legs. Maya took a seat right beside Sol and winked. He blushed and jerked away when her thigh brushed his knee, but Maya sidled closer again, and he eventually let her thick fur rest against his. Only the sound of frantic button tapping and tense breathing filled the room. Maya leaned back on her hands. Her shorts drew higher up her thighs, barely covering more than underwear would have if she wore any, and the tank top lay loosely atop her breasts. The large opening for her arms left her ribs exposed and a fair amount of sideboob exposed to Sol if he chose to look. To his credit, her kept his eyes forward on the TV screen, though she felt his tension vibrating through their touching legs. "Do you have a girlfriend?" Maya asked, quiet enough not to disturb the other two. Sol jumped slightly and finally noticed her revealing top. His eyes lingered on her chest, and Ren spoke before Sol could answer for himself. "Don't bother Sol," Ren complained. Sol was too distracted to respond for himself. "I'm not," Maya replied, her voice saccharine, waiting to catch Sol's eyes when he looked up from the small bumps of her nipples stiffening underneath her shirt. "I'm keeping him company while you two play. Your boys are cute. Girls your age should start noticing." Sol glanced up at that, lips parted in surprise, a deep auburn hue working into his light gray cheeks. She smiled encouragingly. Maya found their quiet timidity endearing, and the large ears swept back above his long face added the perfect combination of awkward charm. Even Micha's ears perked up at her words. Maya reached over and rest her paw on Sol's leg. "So, do you?" Sol glanced down at her paw, his leg shivering beneath her fingers. He swallowed hard, looked back up at her face and ever so slightly shook his head. "What about a crush? Any cute girls that keep you up at night?" "Stop teasing him," Ren said without turning away from their game. "I'm not! Don't you talk about your crushes?" Maya stroked Sol's thigh, his fur warm and sleek against her paw pads. "I can tell you about the boys I like if you prefer." She held his gaze when she spoke, and his large ears nearly flattened against his skull. The intense focus of the other two was somewhat impressive. They might not notice if the world ended behind them. Maya bit her lip in consideration, then caught Sol's eye again with a wink and jerked her head towards the backs of the other two. She removed her paw from his thigh to press a finger to her lips, then casually swept the strap of her tank top from the shoulder closest to him. It slid down her arm and pulled a corner of the shirt away from her breast. A stiff black nipple poked through her fur. Maya winked again but Sol didn't react. His eyes slid down her chest with the strap and remained fixed upon her exposed breast. She couldn't even tell if her were breathing. Maya returned her hand to his thigh to let her fingertips furrow gentle lines in his fur in a meandering journey upwards from his knee. Sitting also pulled his own shorts higher up his thigh, skinny even for a boy of his age. Beneath his shorts, Maya could also make out the first signs of how much he appreciated the view. A growing swell in the crotch of his pants slowly worked down the pant of his shorts. She had always been curious about equine boys. Distracted by her exposed chest, he shifted in an attempt to ease his growing discomfort, which let his young cock expand into his shorts towards her playful touch. Maya groped his inner thing and pulled his leg more firmly against hers. Sol realized what he was doing and jerked his gaze up to hers in panic, but his expression relaxed slightly at her inviting smile. Then he realized how obviously he'd been enjoying the view. Sol tried to pull his leg away, but Maya didn't let him. She held him close then jerked her head towards his hand. Sol stared back in silent confusion, but she only winked and nodded towards his hand again. He lifted his hand palm up, and Maya nodded again, then slowly looked down at her own chest so he could follow. His hand trembled, but he slowly reached towards her, and Maya nodded encouragement all the way until the backs of his fingers grazed the thin fur covering her breast. Maya leaned into him so he could more easily grope her chest. His gentle fingers hesitantly wrapped around her ample curves and squeezed, increasingly testing how much force it took to sink his fingers into her perky flesh. It was clearly the first time he'd ever touched one. Probably the first time he'd seen one that wasn't on the other side of a computer screen. He awkwardly groped her breast without clear intent, without any effort to pleasure her. Maya enjoyed the attention anyway. Even his inexperienced touch sent small trills of pleasure playing through her chest, and she enjoyed the look of pure wonder on his cute face. She would have been happy to let him explore her body the whole afternoon, but her paw quickly found the hem of his shorts, and not long after passing over the top of them, the sudden throb of his erection pull the fabric taut. All either of the two other boys had to do was glance back at them to notice. Sol released her boob and tried to shift in a belated attempt to disguise his obvious excitement. His hand hesitated at blocking her paw from reaching the bulge in his shorts but unsure of touching her arm. Maya gently took his wrist, and Sol let her place his palm over her nipple. She held his eyes and leaned close enough to hear the hesitant breath whispering from his blunt nose. When her hand returned to gently cup the hard throbbing ridge through his shorts, she got to watch his dark eyes widen in shock, then relax to near slits as she carefully explored his impressive length and marveled at the heat radiating through the thin cloth to her paw pads. Sol's fingers grew bolder, and he finally began to toy with her nipple, even if more gently than he could have, as if waiting for her to push his hand away. It was enough. Maya shifted herself as her vulva pressed more noticeably against the shorts drawn tight across her increasingly wet spade. It didn't take long for Sol's erection to reach its full size, his tip less than an inch from slipping out beneath the bottom of his pant leg. Maya traced a fingertip along the faint ridge of his blunt tip, then slipped her finger underneath and peeled back Sol's shorts to expose his head. A single drop of precum left its mark on the matte black flesh. Each time his length throbbed, the full head of his tip swelled for just a moment as if preparing to flare before settling back. Maya ran her thumb across its thick tip and smeared his slimy precum between thumb and cock. Sol's breath caught. The others wouldn't notice Maya drag him out of the room, might not notice them missing for over an hour. Since she'd interrupted them the first time, they hadn't so much as glanced back at her, even when the screen faded to show a game over and they both groaned in frustration. Maya pressed her paw across the back of the one Sol had upon her breast. She pulled him tight against the firm give of her bust before guiding his hand away. His lips parted in a soundless question, or perhaps the start of an apology. Maya smiled broadly in return, glanced at the backs of the other two. Careful not to make so much as a rustle against the carpet, Maya uncrossed her legs, returned the strap to her shoulder, and lay on her stomach in front of Sol. His head jerked towards the others, legs tensed as if ready to leap up and run, but Maya placed a hand on his knee and wriggled closer. Maya ignored the look of panic worming its way onto Sol's face and instead focused on how hard his cock throbbed, confined by the shorts drawn tight around it. She'd only managed to expose about two inches of his length, but that was enough. Her grip tightened on his thigh to tell him to keep quiet and keep still. He smelled nice, no hint of overpowering body wash popular with boys her age, just a faint hint of something clean atop his natural scent. Maya pressed her snout directly against the tip of his cock without a care for the precum that wet her nostrils and lips before slowly dragging her tongue over its broad surface. A hand gripped her shoulder and squeezed, but Maya ignored whatever meaning, if any, Sol tried to convey. She let her eyes drift shut to better focus on how his tip felt against her tongue, the way it dipped into the central divot to play along the soft fleshy opening and the salty taste of his precum. His cock swelled against her snout, pushed forwards towards her lips. To her slight surprise, he managed to keep himself quiet, even as he squirmed. Maya trailed slow careful licks up the blunt tip of his shaft to make sure no one heard. Her left paw snaked up the inside of Sol's thigh to search his groin and immediately found the outline of his balls through the crotch of his shorts. Her fingers searched across the fabric but couldn't get a good gauge on their size other than large. She wished to feel them against the sensitive pads of her palm, but from the way Sol's thighs trembled, she doubted she had much longer. Her tongue curled beneath his burgeoning flare. Matte black flesh turned glossy as his tip swelled and the edges curled back. Once again Sol gripped and tapped her shoulder, but she didn't need his warning. Maya lavished one more lick directly across the center of his cock, letting his hips nudge his cock against her snout before she spread her lips wide and took his flare between them the best she could. Her paw fell away from his balls to stroke his length through the fabric of his shorts. He came silently. A torrent of cum erupted into her mouth and crashed against the back of her throat. Maya's eyes watered but she fought down the urge to cough and instead drank his hot salty cum before it could spill around his flare. Or maybe it wouldn't with how firmly the stiff flesh sealed the inside of her mouth. Lips and tongue trapped by his flare, Maya did her best to stroke his length against his clenched thigh as he came. As suddenly as it started, only a bare trickle leaked onto her tongue, and the intense grip on her shoulder melted away. Maya grinned to herself, chest hot with Sol's heavy cum and the stoked arousal of doing something so risky right behind her brother's back. What would have happened if they turned around right now. Maya couldn't yet release Sol's stubborn flare from her maw. Would his other friend be jealous? Jealous enough to let her have a turn with him as well? Maya idly rocked her hips against the floor as she waited for Sol's flare to relax. Even indirect stimulation wrapped fuzzy tendrils around her brain. What else would she instigate before really getting herself into trouble? Her vision blurred with pleasure as she softly humped the floor, her maw stretched wide around a shy young cock. Eventually Maya carefully worked Sol's flare from between her weary lips. His cock attempted to retreat back into his shorts, but Maya didn't let him escape before cleaning the last few drops of cum from his tip. Watching the others, Maya sat up and sidled against Sol's side all too aware of the heat starting to soak into her own shorts. Maya leaned into Sol's side and brought two fingers to his muzzle to guide him into a gentle kiss. He let her, even having just finished in her mouth. Doubtless he could taste a bit of himself on her lips, or scent himself on her breath, or the tongue she slipped inside him. He didn't seem to mind. After a moment she brought her lips to his ear instead to whisper as quietly as she possibly could. "Did you like that?" Sol shivered as her words caressed his ear, then he nodded emphatically. "Good." Maya kissed him on the cheek, then retreated to sit so only their knees touched. One of the seams of her shorts pressed uncomfortably against her swollen and sensitive spade. She felt as if she could almost see the outline of her black lips through her shorts, or the faint spot at the center of her canine pussy beginning to darken. Maya felt Sol's eyes on her chest. She grinned, so distracted at the thought of one of her brother's friends fawning over her that she jumped when the other two exclaimed their dismay at another death. Ren groaned and set the controller on the floor in front of himself while Micha's large ears drooped and shoulders hunched forward. Before they could jump into the next round, Maya spoke up. "Do you want a turn?" she asked Sol. Sol looked surprised and shrank back as everyone turned towards him and eventually shrugged as they all watched him expectantly. Micha offered a controller, his voice soft as if self conscious about how young his voice sounded. "I don't mind taking a break." Sol glanced between Maya and Micha. She winked at him, and the two boys switched places. Ren eyed Maya suspiciously. "Why are you still here?" Ren asked. Maya stuck out her tongue at him. "Can't I hang out with my little brother?" Ren grumbled but didn't push the issue, and Sol only shot one last glance over his shoulder towards Maya before the game captured their attention wholly. Micha sat further away from Maya than Sol had, and he too kept his eyes fixed to the screen. "Thirsty?" Maya asked, and Micha looked shocked to find her speaking to him. "Oh uh, I-I'm okay." Micha spoke so softly that even with her sensitive wolf ears, she struggled to make out his words. "I am." Maya smiled. "Are you sure? We can grab something for the others too while we're at it." The taste of Sol's cum lingered on her tongue. "Come on." Without waiting for him to reply, Maya stood and took an exaggerated step over him. Unfortunately she couldn't check if he took advantage, but the cool air that teased her humid pussy also meant that Micha could have looked right up her shorts if he chose to take advantage. She stopped at the door to wait for Micha to follow, which he did reluctantly after a wave of her paw. Sol too glanced her way, until Ren exclaimed something, and Sol quickly returned his attention to the game. Maya turned and led Micha downstairs to the kitchen. He didn't say anything but followed obediently. Maya opened the closet where they kept various sports drinks despite their family's general lack of athletic pursuits. She leaned down to very bottom shelf to examine the different colors and let the loose tanktop fall away from her body. Her breasts hung freely with the side of her shirt wide open. Even Ren's timid friend couldn't miss the view. "What flavor do you like?" she asked, bent at the hip and waiting for an answer. Maya trailed a finger across several bottles in the silence, taking slow breaths that further accentuated her chest. "Y-Yellow," he stammered with a hint of panic in his voice a good thirty seconds after Maya asked. Maya took her time picking out two bottles and carrying them to the counter. "How about you? You have any girlfriends or crushes?" "M-Me?" he squeaked. His eyes darted to her chest before he turned away. "No, not really." "How come? A cute boy like you must have admirers." Maya used the excuse of setting down the bottles to stand closer to him. "You sound like my mom," he muttered. "She sounds like an astute woman." Maya leaned her elbows on the counted to better show off her chest. "Have you ever kissed a girl?" Micha didn't notice, too busy staring at his large footpaws. "No." "Do you want to?" Maya asked gently. Micha gaped at her with an expression like he was torn between saying "of course I do" and "what are you talking about?". When his words faltered, and he noticed her sideboob, realized he was alone with a rather pretty girl if Maya said so herself, she grinned. At her full height, Maya stood quite a bit taller than Micha. The top of his head just about reached her chin. Maya slowly approached. Micha's whiskers twitched when she stroked his fuzzy cheek. "I asked if you wanted to kiss a girl." Maya ran her thumb across his muzzle, then tipped his chin up to pull his eyes away from her breasts, not that she minded. Micha swallowed hard, then nodded. "That's what I thought." She kissed him with all the pent up arousal gripping her belly where Sol's cum weighed upon her awareness. If Micha noticed the taste or scent of his friend's sperm upon her tongue, he didn't try to pull away. Maya doubted she would have let him. Her paws cupped his face as she kissed him deeply, softly moaning into his mouth as she forced her tongue upon him. If her brother's chubby friend were a little bolder, he could have taken complete advantage of her instead of the other way around. Maya slid a paw down the back of his neck and shoulder to the small of his back and pulled him closer. Their height difference kept her from being able to push her breasts against his chest, but she hugged his hips against her. When she finally broke the initial kiss to catch her breath, Micha made the most adorable little squeak. It only made her want to turn this boy into a man that much more. She moaned into his large ear and fluttered kissed along his cheek and muzzle. "Put your hand under my shirt," she cooed against his lips before sealing them to hers. Maya cradled his head and lost herself in the kiss. But whether overwhelmed or too shy, Micha didn't do as she asked. Desire clouded her mind and made demands of her that couldn't wait for a shy young boy to discover on his own. Maya took his paw and hastily shoved it beneath her shirt. Once his fingers cupped her breast, she didn't need to offer any more encouragement. Micha groped her chest, and it wasn't long before his lips went slack against hers and he added a second hand beneath her shirt. Maya didn't care. Mindless lust infected her mind, forced her kiss to dominate his lips while he groped and squeezed her above-average tits. Rock hard nipples offered enticing targets for his curiosity and sent pleasure arcing through Maya's chest at every caress and pinch. A passing thought reminded Maya that either one of the other boys could come looking for them at any moment. That thought alone set her hips rocking against Micha's pudgy body. It would take mere moments of intentional grinding to drive her to over the final barrier of orgasm, but she didn't, was barely capable of such coordination. She moaned, loud enough that others might hear, might investigate, might see her paw slip into the front of Micha's shorts. He made a surprised and uncertain noise, but Maya didn't acknowledge it, continued forcing her lips and tongue upon his mouth. The hiss of his breath through nostrils mirrored her own unwillingness to break the kiss and instead let a lack of oxygen set her head spinning and her body on fire. The elastic of his waistband hugged tight to his larger frame. She didn't try to remove or lower them. His underwear pulled away more easily, aided by his insistent erection pushing out from within. The sharp heat of his rigid young cock filled her paw. Her fingers barely wrapped around his length when Micha made several indistinct noises, some of pleasure, some of protest, none comprehensible to Maya until she felt his cock twitch wildly as heat spread across her wrist and palm. All she did was hold him, her kiss relaxing as she instead focused on the sensation of him cumming into her hand. As the insistent twitch of his erection waned, and Micha's body relaxed against her, Maya closer her fingers gently around his tip in an attempt to contain as much of the mess as possible. She couldn't help some of his cum from already soaking into his underwear. Micha's head slump forward to lean against her chest as he panted. Maya carefully extracted her hand from the front of his shorts and examine the gooey white glaze he'd left upon her paw, not quiet as much as she'd imagined when feeling it spurt between her fingers. Still, it was incredibly hot. "S-Sorry," Micha whimpered. "I didn't mean to, I mean it doesn't usually happen. So quick." "Shh. Don't apologize. That was one of the hottest things I've ever done. You did great." "Not that I've done anything with a girl before," he continued in a rush as if he didn't hear her. "I mean when I touch myself- Not that I do that either, I mean-" Maya pecked his lips with a brief kiss to shock him out of babbling, and when she captured his gaze, she brought her paw to her lips and began seductively licking his cum from her fingers. That shut him up. It had a more or less identical taste to Sol's, salty with a uniquely unappealing slimy texture, but something felt right about ensuring his cum didn't go to waste. Better was the way Micha watched in captivated awe. Her large flat canine tongue curled around each digit and carried his young seed between her wolfish grin. "I told you there were girls who think you're cute." Maya made an exaggerated swallow after licking her paw clean. "Did you enjoy that?" He replied instantly with a breathless, "Yeah." "Do you think I liked it?" Micha pawed at the ground nervously and shrugged. "I-I dunno. Maybe?" "Do you know what happens when a girl gets aroused," Maya asked in a low gentle growl. He blushed, hinting that maybe he did. All he managed was a mumbled, "I don't know." Maya cupped his chin in her freshly groomed paw and tilted his eyes up to her. "Care to take a guess?" "Get wet?" he asked in an even quieter voice if that was possible. "Do you want to see?" she asked. The black tip of her canine nose hovered on the verge of touching his blunt, leporid snout. "Do you think it would be hot to see a girl who got very wet fooling around with a cute boy?" When he nodded, Maya cupped his cheek in a paw and slowly moved towards his shoulder before applying a gentle pressure downward. Micha obediently followed her suggestion and lowered to his knees. For a moment, all he did was stare at her loose but very short shorts. He probably wouldn't notice how swollen her spade had gotten in the course of making two cute boys to cum for her, all done behind her brother's back. He'd certainly see when he lowered them to reveal the sodden mess she'd made of them. "Don't be shy," Maya purred and softly stroked the back of his head. "Go ahead." "W-What do I do?" he asked after a moment of indecision. "Anything you'd like. But you might want to start with pulling down my shorts." Even though she wanted nothing more than to release the heat smoldering away beneath her shorts, a tinge of nerves fluttered up her belly. She'd never let someone remove her clothing before. It took Micha another moment to work up the courage as if he didn't remember there were others waiting on them, one of which knew exactly what she was capable of when others weren't looking. Shaking paws rose to her hips, then curled fingers delicately underneath the waistband of her shorts. He pulled as if afraid he might break them. It took a moment to simply overcome the friction of cloth against fur before he tenderly worked her shorts free of her hips. Micha forgot himself by the time he lowered them to mid thigh, but by then, gravity took care of the rest and severed the thick strand of fluid connecting them to her plump black spade. Maya shivered, standing before an inquisitive male gaze. The fact he was a cute rabbit boy didn't soften the sexual tension. "W-What do I do now?" he asked, his voice shaky. He knelt close enough that his breath whispered against her bare pussy. "Do you want to make me cum?" she asked, unsure of what she'd do if he said no. Luckily Maya didn't have to find out. Micha nodded. The clear evidence of her need shone upon her swollen lips. "I'm very close," she whispered in invitation. Micha's large eyes stared at the glistening black flesh of her hairless lips. A drop of her fluid gathered at the tapered point in front and drooled a thick gleaming strand right before his eyes. Micha leaned away hesitantly as if second guessing himself upon seeing her messy dripping spade, but Maya couldn't restrain herself any longer. She rest a paw on the back of his head and pressed his blunt snout between her thighs. Finally. Her body pleaded so long for the attention she now forced Micha to deliver. Pleasure nearly dropped her to the floor, her knees wavering as she let some of that weight bear down on Micha's unsuspecting muzzle. Her hips rolled and bucked on their own. Paws grabbed at her hips but did nothing to stop her from humping his face like she had the corner of her desk on several occasions. Except a face was far softer, better shaped to shove against her pussy, to roll and grind her swollen spade against. Her eyes squeezed shut. Maybe he tried to lick at her lips, or perhaps her imagination gave her what she wanted. It didn't matter, because almost the moment she forced her spade to his muzzle, she felt herself tumbling beyond the point which anything could quell her orgasm. Maya grabbed the back of Micha's head in both paws and growled into the most incredible orgasm of her life. She fucked his snout like she wanted to drown him against her pussy. She was going to take his virginity for this. At some point. Her insides turned into a living vibrator, her pussy quivering and squeezing in on itself in want of a mate. Every last spark of energy went into perpetuating the inferno that swept through her body burned away pent up need into pleasure. Maya sank to her knees, unable to hold herself up and nearly taking Micha to the floor with her. He caught her awkwardly and let her pant into her shoulder. "That- That was good. Good boy," she gasped out while waiting for reality to settle around her. After a good minute, she remembered where she was, and their increasingly suspicious disappearance. She didn't even know how long they'd been gone. Ten minutes? An hour? Maya laughed with overwhelming catharsis and fondly nuzzled Micha's throat and shoulder. Micha blushed, her fluids matting the fur around his snout and lips. A solitary bead even weighed down one of his whiskers. Just seeing his shy abashed expression made her want to shove him to the floor and ride his face in earnest. "Well we can't go back with you looking like that, can we?" Maya leaned in and gave his lips an experimental lick. "You'll do that again for me sometime, right?" He grinned shyly and nodded. "Good." Maya enjoyed helping him clean his face. Her own fluids tasted much better.