The door opened with a creak and a strange smell wafted around Fenix's nose. The red fox raised his head and looked around, spotting his mom in the door frame. The mature vixen was only dressed in a bathrobe, her long brown hair a scraggy mess. Anna looked terrible and terrifying at the same time, sweating as if she had a fever and staring at him with a hungry leer that sent a shiver down his spine. But she didn't look be weakened or exhausted, but brimming with energy as she stomped toward him. 

"Mom, what's up? You look... unwell. Also, what's up with that smell?" The strange smell had gotten stronger as she approached him, her natural scent was charged with a tantalizing musk. His body reacted quickly and instinct-driven to the potent cloud of pheromones surrounding the mature female. A sweltering heat washed through him, and within seconds, he felt like he had been working out on a hot summer day, sweating profusely and breathing heavily. Even worse, the smell sent an unmistakable surge of arousal through him, his penis swelling and inflating with blood while his brain was still busy figuring out what was happening.

"Dad's not here, and he won't be here for another week, but I've gone in heat. I need to fuck really bad and I need it now," she wheezed.

"Can't you just... just use a toy or something?"

"Tried it, no longer works. It's not enough. I don't want to use a stupid toy. I want to feel a real dick inside me, I need a male to fuck me senseless."

"And then you come to me? Are you serious? I'm your son!"

"Uh-huh," Anna whimpered despondently. The vixen sluggishly untied her bathrobe and flashed her nude body at him in a clumsy, lust-driven attempt to sway his mind. Auburn fur and a white belly, her breasts full and slightly sagging, her nipples swollen stiff, and her black vulva puffy and overflowing with sparkling juices. Not to mention the renewed whiff of her heated feminine scent that wafted through his nose and wrapped itself around his brain, further fueling his primitive arousal and depraved desire.

For a few seconds, Fenix ogled her with an empty head and a silly grin until finally, the voice of reason spoke up. The sight and smell were oh so tempting, but she was his mom. He wasn't supposed to enjoy this. They weren't supposed to do this. This was wrong. He finally recoiled and tossed his head to the side so he didn't have to see her in this revealing pose anymore. "Mom, no. Please, I really don't want to see you like this. Don't do that!"

"But you're hard already. Are you sure you don't want..."

Anna wasn't wrong. Fenix was deeply embarrassed by his body's inappropriate reaction. He just couldn't help it. This reaction was hardwired in his brain. Every second he smelled her intoxicating pheromones, his resistance weakened and his eyes inevitably drifted back to her body. The fox had to admit, although she was his mother and significantly older than him, she had some serious sex appeal, beautiful curves, and wonderful fur. The idea of simply ignoring his reservations and doing something with her became more and more tempting. He wanted to take her up on her offer. He wanted her, but he mustn't! Mustering his fading willpower, he shook his head and snapped at her, "MOM! Get out!"

The vixen stared at him in a mixture of desperation, lust, and disappointment, frozen stiff, not even her tail moving anymore. There was something ugly in her gaze that made him whimper, a looming threat. It felt like her horniness was about to seize control as if she was about to pounce on him and take what she craved, whether he wanted it or not. "Mom, why are you looking at me like that?" Fortunately, his bark kindled an ember of reason in her lust-addled mind, reminding her not to make a gigantic mistake. Anna's expression derailed entirely as she realized what she had almost done. She swallowed hard before jumping back, turning around with a shriek that easily rivaled a banshee, and stumbled off, leaving the room and slamming the door shut.

Fenix just sat on his bed in complete silence, minutes passing without him moving a single finger. His brain was in utter chaos as he tried to come to terms with his instinct-driven arousal's betrayal, his mom's unexpected and surprisingly violent heat, and her urgent, needy, ruthless stare. Such a wonderful and gentle personality warped by her own body's primal urges. The worst thing about it? Even after half an hour of contemplation and silent reflection, he couldn't get his lust to pass. His erection stood still as firm and stiff as the moment she had left, and he caught himself fantasizing about what might have happened if he hadn't stopped her. If he had simply embraced her. Even after the last whiff of her mind-altering scent departed his nose, he still couldn't shake those tantalizing thoughts. The image of her, veiled in an open, loose bathrobe, flashing her swollen spade at him, damp and ready, was burnt into his brain and teased him mercilessly.

His mind hung like a malfunctioning computer, stuck in an endless loop of lecherous thoughts and burning arousal, and he felt like he had to do a hard reset. If he couldn't calm down naturally, there was only one way to get rid of the horniness: by rubbing one out. Fenix unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his rigid cock, fat and swollen. His foreskin had slipped halfway back, enough for his pulsing urethra to leak bead after bead of sticky pre. With a sigh, he wrapped his paw around his throbbing shaft, closed his eyes, and began to wank it with fast, frenzied strokes. The faster he got it out of his system, the sooner the incestuous fantasy would leave his mind.

To his great chagrin, the fantasies about his mom refused to stop. Instead, the cravings got worse. Oh, if only he had accepted her offer. He could've had a fantastic time with her and not have to jerk off in shameful, lonely misery. A horny grunt slipped over his lips as he imagined her plump pussy lips stretching around his cock, taking him into her warm depths. How he fucked her hard while she moaned his name. "Ah, fuck! Take it, mom!" he blurted out as he finally bust his nut. A phase of blissful joy passed as he shot rope after rope of his cream over himself and his paw, stroking himself to her image. But as soon as the last squirt had left him, he felt drained and weary, and post-nut clarity kicked in hard.

Fenix's rapt smile twisted into a grimace of disgust. Had he just masturbated to his mom? What the fuck was wrong with him? Glowing red hot and filled with enough shame to last a lifetime, he collapsed onto his bed and just lay there, existing in a state of pure remorse. And yet, he still couldn't stop thinking about her and her hot body. If this hadn't taken care of those pesky thoughts, they were probably meant to stay, whether he liked it or not, and he feared that he had to come to terms with that new, forbidden desire.

About an hour or two had passed when strange noises from downstairs made his ears prick up. Against better judgment, Fenix gave in to his curiosity and left his room, went through the hallway and over to the stairs, where he made a discovery that rattled him even more than his mom's unexpected visit.

His gaze went across the staircase and through the door to the kitchen, where he spotted the vixen bent over the kitchen table, not even wearing a bathrobe anymore. Her legs were spread, and she was quaking and howling with mindless joy while she got railed by one of their neighbors, Mr. Galley, a stocky gray donkey in his fifties. He used her as if he owned her, crudely pulled her hair with one paw, and lustily smacked her with the other one, each blow hard enough to echo through the house and make him wince. Then he spoke up, his voice familiar and deep, but also uncomfortably raunchy and harsh, "Ya really love my big, fat cock, don't ya, slut? Much better than your hubby's tiny excuse, am I right?"

"Shut up and fuck me harder!"

The donkey gave her a particularly hard smack, making her squeak and whimper. With a dirty cackle, he sneered, "Don't tell me what to do, tramp. Ya begged me for a favor, jumped right on my bones, and I'm only doing this because I like yer looks. Also because you've got a fucking tight cunt."

Fenix stared at them with spellbound fascination. It should've been so simple to turn around and leave, to return to his room and pretend that nothing unusual was going on, but he couldn't do it. First, there was no way he could ignore the obscene sounds, the rough grunts and heated moans, his own mom screaming out her neighbor's name while he spanked her until her butt glowed even redder than normal. Second, like the incident with her an hour ago, this sight rapidly burnt itself into his memory and he feared that it would haunt him for weeks and months to come. Things that had been seen couldn't be unseen. Now that his mind was already corrupted with realities he would've never dared to dream of, the fox did the complete opposite of what he should have done and submitted to his twisted curiosity, sneaking downstairs and creeping closer to the fucking couple, their noises growing louder and more intense, stirring his depraved arousal.

He sat down right behind the door frame and cautiously peeked around the corner. From this close, he got a perfect view of the scene, saw their sweaty bodies moving in every juicy detail. Only now did he realize just how big Galley was. The donkey was literally hung like a horse, sporting a pair of swinging, heavy testes and a fat brown dick about as long as his forearm. It looked so big, too big to fit inside his mom, but she took it regardless, took it hard and fast, took it with lustful cries of pleasure. Fenix also noticed her spade. It was the same wet, puffy organ she had exposed to him, but it looked completely different now, stretched excessively and wrapped around Galley's humongous prick. He wondered what it felt like to be this full.

The donkey huffed like a machine, snorting and heaving, while he hammered his cock into Anna with increasing fervor. It sounded like he was getting close, as he stopped whacking her and ceased his raunchy commentary to fully focus on pounding her. He pulled her hair and forcibly arched her back, exposing her entire upper body to the eyes of their hidden observer. Her full, sagging breasts jumped and jiggled around without pause, her muzzle hung open wide, and her face had melted into an expression of utter ecstasy. He had honestly never seen her that exalted.

The longer Fenix watched, the more his mind grew to accept it. Wicked curiosity had led him here, but now, rapidly rising lust took over and claimed him. It infused his body with sweltering heat, flooded his brain with lecherous thoughts, and inevitably made his dick grow hard. There was something strangely appealing about this act of raw, unbridled lust, about the way Galley treated his mom, and how effusively she embraced his roughness. The utterly depraved scene was too gripping to look away.

Galley's other paw idled on the vixen's butt, stroking and groping her flesh until he suddenly pushed his thumb into her anus. After vigorously finger-fucking her for a few seconds, she succumbed to a powerful orgasm and howled with bliss. Her body reared up and her pussy began to twitch and spasm rapidly. "Yeah, cum for me, slut! Lemme hear those sweet, sweet howls," Galley groaned. "Tell me how much ya fucking love my cock!"

"It's perfect! I love it so much!" Anna cried. "Please, cum in me! Fill me up! Breed me!"

"With the greatest pleasure, ya greedy tramp. Fuck, here we go! I'm cumming! Take it all, slut!" The donkey slammed his dick inside her twitching spade one last time before he leaned forward and pulled her into a tight hug, his paws groping and squeezing her tits. He grunted gruffly as he exploded deep inside her, his cumshot so rich and powerful that Fenix could hear it slosh and splatter. Infatuated by their orgasm, the fox bent forward and moved a little closer still to get a better view of the action. He watched Galley's fat balls jump as they pumped a big, warm load into his mom, and saw all the wet, clear girl juices dripping and drooling from his mom's stretched, well-used cunt.

The heat of the moment was simply too much for the young fox. Controlled by lust and lust alone, he unzipped his pants, pulled out his boner, and jerked it to the sight and sound of an old donkey nutting into his mom. This was so wrong on so many levels, but also so hot and he simply didn't care anymore.

"Oh dear, it's so warm and so much! And so deep," the vixen moaned while the old stallion bloated her midriff with cum. "I think it's stretching my insides."

"Fuck yeah, it is. Yer cunt's sucking me dry, and I've got a lot to give. It feels like yer body was made for me," Galley groaned and laughed raunchily. "Anyway, do ya think that this'll knock ya up? I think there might be a chance, and if there is, ya definitely have enough cum inside ya for it to work. Maybe ye'll have a foal after we're done, how does that sound?"

"Yes! Fill me with foals! Knock me up!"

"Dunno if that's yer heat talking, but I'll sure as hell try. And if it doesn't work today, it'll work tomorrow because as long as yer in heat, ye'll come to me to get another fill. It's just such a shame that someone with yer beauty only has one child, but I'm gonna fix that," the male snorted. He hadn't called Fenix by name, but the fox immediately recognized himself in the donkey's words and it jolted him something fierce. Suddenly, he was reminded of who he was jerking off to, and he stumbled back with a confused squeal, loud enough to alert the couple. He immediately muffled himself with his paw, but it was too late. The stallion's head jerked around and he spotted the voyeur.

Fenix froze on the spot and blushed with boundless embarrassment when he felt Galley's stare on his hide. At first, the mature donkey seemed just as shocked as the fox, but he swiftly noticed that the boy's pants were open and that he was still holding his throbbing erection. Once he put two and two together, his raunchy grin returned and he snickered, "Ah, will ya look at that. We've got a lil fox perving on us. Tell me, did ya enjoy what yer seeing here that much?" He demonstratively pointed at Fenix's cock and smugly raised a brow.

After Fenix had been called out, his mom noticed him as well. Still panting heavily and reeling from her orgasm, she turned around and stared at him with horny eyes and hanging tongue. Slowly, her blissful expression turned to concern and she sluggishly furrowed her brows. "Oh, it's you, Fenix. Um, it's not what it looks like," she slurred defensively.

Fenix's mind had turned into complete chaos, shame and lust struggling for dominance. The fox was unable to respond, his brain refusing to shape words and his lips refusing to part, so he just awkwardly stared at the floor and tucked his tail between his legs.

Galley seemed to sense his internal struggle because he made him a shameless offer, "Oh, it's absolutely what it looks like. Ya got wind of me railing yer mum and came to investigate. But instead of doing literally anything else, walking away like a good boy, ya came even closer and began to whack it. This turns ya on, doesn't it? Tell me, would ya like to fuck her next?"

The donkey's offer came as a total surprise to both foxes. Anna gasped but didn't say anything, and although it took her lust-addled mind a moment to process it, the notion didn't offend her. No, it actually excited her and she nodded vigorously. However, Fenix was still extremely hesitant. He had openly rejected the vixen's offer of sex an hour ago, and the idea still felt wrong. After all, she was his mom. And yet, he had masturbated to her and watched Galley fuck her, use her, breed her. This wasn't as clear a decision as it would've been just a day ago, and his burning lust didn't make his decision any easier but warped and corrupted his view even more. He really shouldn't do this, but he ultimately failed to refuse the male's offer. He didn't even manage to utter a simple 'no'.

Galley's mischievous smile grew even wider. "Take yer time boy. I gotta pull outta her first anyway." The donkey lazily moved his hips back, his swollen, glistening shaft emerging inch by inch. Each little movement elicited another bawdy, wet sigh from the horny vixen, making her puffy vulva jump and twitch energetically. Fenix watched with horny fascination, still completely silent but blushing furiously. It looked and sounded so delicious. Soon, the rim of Galley's glans appeared, and he pulled out with one final, hearty jerk, leaving her pussy profusely agape. She was stretched far enough for the young fox to stare far into her rosy abyss, watching as jizz and fem cum spilled over the swollen black vulva and drooled onto the floor.

"How does this look? Mighty exciting, right? Twitching and empty, begging for a filling. Sadly, I'm done for now, my guy needs a moment to rest," the donkey grunted, his heavy dripping cock dangling limply between his legs. Fenix couldn't help but stare at it in twisted curiosity. It boggled his mind that this tool had been inside his mom just a minute ago. The male chuckled and commented on his brazen stare, "Or did I misjudge ya and yer lusting for some male affection?" The fox hastily pulled his eyes away and shook his head. No, he really didn't want to have this behemoth anywhere near him and his privates. 

While Fenix had been ogling the stallion's junk, his mom had gotten up, turned around, and was now facing her son with a strained smile. Galley's rambunctious love had done quite a number on her. Her legs trembled like leaves in the wind, she had great trouble standing up straight and keeping her balance, and her belly was visibly stretched and bloated. From this angle, her obscenely gaping cunt was no longer as visible, but it was still dripping like crazy. "Hey, dear. Mr. Galley is right. My body is so hot, it's killing me," she purred. "I need more. I need a strong boy to take care of me. You're a strong boy, aren't you?"

Her lusty leer was downright intimidating. Somehow, the romp with the neighbor had made her heat much worse. Fenix still wasn't convinced if he should give her what he wanted. As tempting as she looked at the moment, as intoxicating as she smelled, she was still family. It was still incest. It was still forbidden.

"You know, if you don't do it, I'll head out and ask another one of our lovely neighbors. I think Tony's got a soft spot for me, and Kenneth won't say no either. I know that horny lecher," she singsonged, dead-set on getting tail one way or another.

The idea of another male jumping her finally gave Fenix the push he needed to relent. He really didn't want her to tour the entire neighborhood just because she couldn't keep her stupid body and its damn urges under control. "No, you stay here, mom. If you want it that bad, I'm going to give it to you," he groaned. The worst part was that the fox knew that he would like it, and once he had gotten the first taste, he could never look back.

The vixen received his response with a cheer of horny joy. "Thank you, sweetie. You don't know how much I need this." Without hesitation, she jumped back onto the kitchen counter and spread her legs apart, showing off her twitching cookie in all its glory. "Come on, don't keep me waiting, honey."

"You've heard your mom, boy. Don't let her hang like this," Galley added with a smug grin.

"Sh-shut up," Fenix responded abashedly as he stumbled toward the vixen with a racing heart. 

As soon as he got into the reach of her arms, she stormily pulled him up and into a tight hug, pressing him against her naked body. He felt her damp, sweaty fur rubbing against him, her full, hanging tits pressing against his chest and her legs on his back as she crossed them behind his butt, assertively guiding his juicy bits to her dripping, needy cunt. The intoxicating cocktail of sweet, alluring pheromones emanating from her enveloped him fully, imbued the air he breathed, and activated a more primal part of him. This time, he didn't resist the rapidly growing urges that easily superseded his dwindling reluctance. The rush of lust was real, and it told him exactly what to do.

Fenix grabbed his rock-hard cock and moved it to her puffy entrance, aligning his tip with the loose center. It had taken some convincing to get him into this position, but now, after everything, he was so ready that not even Galley's brazen stare or the certainty that the donkey had fucked her mere moments ago could distract him anymore.

"By the way, feel free to play with me as you like, honey. It's only fair to reward you for your assistance, you kn-oahhhhh..."

Anna's voice turned into an eager howl as Fenix unceremoniously shafted his entire length inside her. But she wasn't the only one stunned by the sudden insertion. The young fox's lust-ridden brain was completely overwhelmed by the onslaught of stimulation as well. It left him wheezing and panting, groaning with mindless pleasure while he leered at her. Her pussy was incredibly warm and as sopping wet as it looked, squishing and slurping with every movement, and even after the donkey's merciless pounding, her sex still gripped him tightly.

After the vixen recovered from the initial thrust, she encouraged him, "Yes, just like that. Now, come and give it to me, Fenix!" 

Fenix nodded with a grunt and began to move, rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his dick in and out of her. Slowly and cautiously at first, still in disbelief that he was actually doing this, but the marvelous experience, the combination of scents, sounds, and sensations, quickly got him hooked, dispersed any lingering worries, and carried him off and away into a sphere of endless pleasure. His arousal drove his body. He moved faster and faster, pulled his mom into a tight hug, and went feral on her, soon pounding her with the whole force his young body could muster. Grunting and huffing like a machine, his balls smacking against the rim of her moist, puffy cookie, he gave her what she craved, mounting her heat-ridden depths.

The vixen threw her head back and howled with blissful pleasure. Maybe it was just an illusion of his warped mind, but she sounded even louder and more ecstatic than with Galley. The mature donkey wasn't ashamed to confirm his perception. "Dang, boy. Ya really got her going," he snickered while openly jerking off to them, one paw wrapped around his fat schlong, sliding up and down. "Bet ya were her first choice all along. Ah, love between a mom and her son, so pure." His smug remark annoyed Fenix, pulled him out of the flow, and reminded him that they had a watcher.

His thrusts slowed and faltered, much to his mom's distress. The vixen yowled in annoyance and stared at him, before bluntly grabbing his head and pulling it back around, her paws on his ears. Fenix had no time to react, couldn't even say a peep, when she parted her lips and lunged forward, embracing his muzzle with a big, sloppy kiss. Her eagerness was infectious, and after licking and smooching him excessively, he soon forgot about the stupid donkey and his remark, returning to the flow. Finally, he gave in and opened his muzzle, embracing her stormy kiss and making out with her as he picked up the pace, fucking her even harder than before. The final barrier had fallen.

With their limbs and shaking tails closely intertwined, Fenix screwed his mom for another frenzied minute, hammering away while he shared the deepest kiss he ever had. Anna had long lost herself in cries of bliss, and ensnared by his own rampant lust, the young fox joined in, breathing desperate moans into their kiss. Right now, she had become his entire world, her soft, sweaty body, her exciting muzzle, and her magnificent cunt. Their house was only an insignificant backdrop and the fapping donkey non-existent, they could've done it in a vacuum and he would've cared or noticed.

The relentless stimulation left its mark on him. Fenix felt an orgasm building, urging him to go even faster to achieve blissful ultimate relief. Part of him recognized that he was doing his mom in heat, but it didn't stir any worries or doubts anymore, but excitement for the almost unavoidable consequence. After rejecting the notion for so long, he had finally come to the conclusion that she was someone he wanted and needed, even beyond their ordinary relationship. Besides, this was simply too good to stop, and even if he tried, he probably wouldn't have been able to fight his instincts. Just before he reached the point of no return, he broke the kiss and wheezed, "Mom, I'm about to cum!"

"I know! Don't hold back! Cum in me!" Anna cried before her voice turned into an incomprehensible mess. Her body tensed up and her spade tightened, clamping down hard, driving him the last bit over the edge.

Fenix managed a few more thrusts before a strong orgasm showered his mind and body. He pushed his dick as deep as he could and came hard, rapidly pumping rope after rope of seed into her damp love channel. His balls, resting on the fleshy rim of the twitching spade, tensed and churned up the biggest load ever, and fueled his most intense orgasm in a long time, maybe even the best of his life. Of course, his output was pitiful compared to Galley's load, but in contrast to the gallon of donkey semen, his was actually highly potent and compatible with her. He had most likely just knocked her up.

This very realization hit him even harder once his numbing climax faded and his mind cleared. "You- you know what might happen now, mom?" he whispered shakily.

"Oh yes, I do, honey. I really hope that you blessed me with a bellyful of cubs," she replied jovially. The lusty mist in her eyes had cleared a bit, her heat-induced craziness diminished for now, and yet she was completely thrilled at the prospect of another pregnancy. "No, I know it! You've just fathered a litter of siblings, and I'm proud of you because of it. You've made me really happy, Fenix."

Her wholehearted acceptance of the consequences definitely eased Fenix's most pressing worries, but once they faded from the spotlight, other, even greater troubles took their spot. While his mom was blissfully happy with the idea of becoming a mom again, and he felt surprisingly content about it as well, he wasn't sure what his dad would think once he got wind of it. And he would notice sooner or later, there was no way around it.

"But what about dad?"

His objection didn't shock her as much as he had expected. In fact, she laughed without a worry in the world. "For all that matters, they are his. Don't worry, I've got a perfect plan. And if you promise to keep your cute muzzle shut, I'll let you plow me whenever you want. Okay, honey?"

Despite her reassurances, it left a bad taste in Fenix's mouth, but he would've been lying if he claimed her offer didn't excite him, and so he gave her an affirmative nod. Besides, things that have been set in motion couldn't be undone. The future had just become much more exciting in many different ways.

"Aw, thank you. Come here, let me give you another kiss, honey," she purred and gently guided his head. "Oh, and before I forget. You do have to share me with Galley. I owe him for his... help."

Fenix involuntarily groaned as he was reminded of the old donkey. Galley was still standing next to them, leaned against the wall and gifting him the ever-same smug grin. His dripping cock had gone limp again, a puddle of jizz in front of his feet the result of him jerking off and busting a nut to their incestuous sex. Thankfully, he kept his raunchy mouth shut for once and stayed silent. 

With a deep sigh, Fenix nodded again before his mom pulled him into the promised kiss. It seemed as if they were all in this together, for better or worse. The next few weeks would definitely become a very interesting time, but he would try to make the best out of it.