She lounged on her deck chair as the boys played out on the field. Her son had invited a few of his friends from school over for a couple of days sleepover to celebrate the start of the summer holidays. As an energetic bunch, they where currently charging around in shorts as they played a game of not quite rugby. It was really just a free for all, passing the ball and tackling each other at random. They seemed to be having a blast. She had put her book down to have a drink and was now watching them as she rolled her tumbler in her hand. The ice gently clinking in the tawny liquid within. The wind gently ruffled the grass and their fur as she watched. She had been young, too young, when she had him. Most, when considering that and the circumstances of his conception would, would think she'd resent him, and those of a prejudiced nature not think she'd make much of herself. She was lucky her home village was tightly knit and had stepped up to look after her and her pup, allowing her to finish school. To proceed to a good university, where she met her husband, and to a good career in techno-legal services. He looked almost nothing like his biological father, who was thankfully dead having, if the official statement was believed, hung himself in prison. The unofficial story was that a pair of lads from the village who where doing some time for a light bit of tax fiddling and smuggling, had seen to it that justice, as the village saw it, was done. She honestly had the ideal life, a good house on plenty of land, a good job, a loving and doting husband and a wonderful son. The problem was, to afford all this, and have such a good life, both worked long and often conflicting schedules. He'd been out of the country for most of the year, flying in to pick up an identical suitcase packed and ready while the content of the other was washed, snatching the odd weekend or so on his family's company. Although they fucked like they'd never see each other again when he was home, it had been almost two months since last he was. And, well, she had a thing for men (and women, and others) who where ... perhaps best left untouched. Or, if she was honest, in this case, a boy. Her son's best friend. He was a lithe German Shepherd who was in the same form as her son, and the pair where inseparable, to the point some thought they may be brothers. Like many Alsatians his age he had long legs and arms with floppy ears on a slender frame. If he kept up being active, and based on the rest of his family he would, he'd keep his svelte figure for a long time. She shifted, some distant part of her uncomfortable at lusting after her son's best friend, it would be OK if he was just a friend, and better if he was just an acquaintance, but best friend... that felt odd to her. She stood up, trying to formulate a plan to seduce the pup. Well, seduce may be too strong she realised. He was an energetic teenager. She'd already caught him plenty of times staring at her, and even overheard a comment about how "fit" she was. She felt odd being considered technically MILF, when she could easily be an older sister to her son. But, she didn't mind, it reminded her she was still young and attractive (her husband didn't count. He was the kind of guy that when when they got to be old, grey, and saggy he'd still think she's as beautiful as the day they met. Doubly if she still fucked like they did now.) Wandering into the house she poured out a large jug of squash and enough cups for all the boys, dropping plenty of ice in. She may be a horny young women and want to fuck her son's best friend, but she was still a mother and wanted to take care of them. Piling the drinks onto one tray, fruit and snacks onto another she came up with a plan. Dashing up to her bedroom she fished in her draws. Finally finding her swimming costume she changed out of her shorts and t-shirt into something which would help her stay cool while also making her hot. Pulling on the boy-shorts style bottoms and sports bra style top, she checked herself out in the mirror. She liked the fit, the way the division between the black on the outer parts of the shorts and top, and blue on the centre strips, aligned with her natural grey-brown and white border collie (mongrel) markings, over her neck, chest, tummy and inner thighs. A nice straightish set of lines. She knew it would work. They'd all been swimming a couple of weeks ago and he'd been checking her out. Heading back down she ferried the two trays out to the table on the patio. With a sharp loud whistle the collie woman got the boys attention. "Half time! Drinks and food! I don't want anyone getting too hot or dehydrated!" The group stopped their game and wandered over. "Thanks mum!" Her collie pup said, tail flicking happily as he grabbed a glass, "Yeah, thank you" the others added. She smiled and did her best to look "perky" at them. They where not particularly subtle in their staring. Even her own, (she had to admit, she did occasionally get curious, she'd caught him masturbating a couple of times, and he her. But, right now, she wanted some German sausage). "Why don't you all put your trunks on too? You won't get your clothes mucky and you can have a water fight if you want." The boys talked quickly among themselves before deciding. Finishing off the drinks and snacks they headed in to change. She was glad to see the Wolf head into the spare room he was to stay in. With all the boys out the way changing, she waited a couple of beats and headed for the door. Opening it quietly she softly sang out "Woolfie? Are you in here?" Everyone called him by his surname "Wolf", which was apparently an anglicised version of the families name when his fathers grandparents had fled Germany in the 20s. (She had learned this from his father). "Hang on, I'm not dressed" came the reply. "Oh that's OK..." she slipped in, catching him as he was starting to remove his boxers. "I think, if you want, what I want, is easier if you're not dressed..." "Miss Tate! What!" He yanked his boxers up fast, although the fabric now covered him, it was pulled tight and the button fly strained, leaving some tan fur and very little to the imagination. She'd already started to shed her top, and now let it drop. The boys jaw dropped too. "Oh? Not going to complain any more? I've seen you look, and please do. You can touch or even taste if you'd like. I've heard what you say about how "fit" I am. That you think I'm a "MILF" but find it hard to believe, as I'm more like a "hot older sister "" she slowly closed the gap. Pressing her chest against his, sliding her arms between his and gently resting her hands on his taught ass. Pulling him softly towards her, his hands holding his boxers crotch up now resting against her crotch. "I will stop if you want. I'll only do what you agree to. So. What do you want? Tell me" She looked seriously up at him, god when did he get taller than her! He dumbly nodded enthusiastically, tail swishing behind him. "You are, a MILF, and... and... fuuuuck" he whimpered and blushed deeply... she could feel his erection starting to poke her. "Mmmm, we can do that later if you want, after the others go home and Oz has gone to bed, just come down stairs, or to my room. I'll leave the light on... but for now..." She nuzzled up under his chin, slowly licking up his neck, pulling him against her. He whimpered in poorly disguised lust. "Ohhh... could... you... I..." confronted with too many options his mind seemed to freeze up with horny. That was one thing about pups like him, they'd freeze up as soon as actually confronted with a confident person who took control. If she'd been a nervous teen his age he would have just been a bit of an awkward fumble, but confronted with someone who knew what they where doing, their hormone addled minds just froze. "Ohh puppy... I know what you want, I just need you to say it" she stood on tip toe to whisper the last part in his ear. "Hurrnm" he whimpered. His cock throbbing hard between them. "Come on, the longer you’re all frozen the less time we have... the others will wonder where you are..." At that someone called for him. "Oops. Well, guess you'd better make up your mind, or go out like this..." she pressed her hips forward, grinding against his hardness to emphasize the point. "Wolf? Dude? You coming? Mum? You seen Wolf?" The call came again. "Missed your chance there big boy... but see me tonight if you want. It's rude to make a girl wait you know." She nibbled softly on his ear before disengaging. Grabbing some towels out the cupboard and adjusting her top she blew a kiss and left. Wolf stood there. Cock standing proud. And mind ablaze. "Oh, mum. Where's Wolf?" Her son was just at the top of the stairs. "He's still changing, sorry I had to get some towels so he had to wait for me to leave." She made a show of rolling her eye "I don't understand the shame, it's nothing I've not seen before. I remember you two charging around in only your fur!" "Mum! That was ages ago. We here just puppies!" The boy protested. "It's different now... you know..." "Yes I know, but you're still my puppy and always will be. I just want you both to feel safe and comfortable with me. To come to me with /anything/. Guess I'm still getting used to being a mum and that you're growing up normally... and growing up" she gave him a one armed hug, which he returned, pulling her close, tail flicking. "I know mum. I know you and dad want the best... just, you can be a bit embarrassing." "My mother would have said that's the point of parents. Now, run off and play. I'm sure your friends are waiting and Wolf will be along" "Love you mum." She kissed the pup between the ears, being a couple of steps above him giving her enough height to still do this. "Love you too pup. Now away with you!" She gave him a playful slap on the bum to chivvy him on and away. What a laugh he scampered off, Melody followed behind with a confident sway to her hips. The lads where outside and had broken out the water guns, already dashing around and blasting each other or splashing in the large pond towards the end of the field. Pulling a length of the hose out and connecting it to one of the more discreet outdoor taps, she set the pistol grip head next to her chair and settled back down. The breeze was nice and cool against her fur. Coming from the far north, and on the coast, she found the weather here could be a bit warmer that she liked. If Oz didn't have friends over she'd think nothing of stripping down to her fur and having a dip in the pond before flopping down on the warm stones of the patio to dry off. Unfortunately, she knew he'd complain and not take too kindly to her casual nudism with friends around. With a sigh she set back to quietly "reading" her tome on legal opinions regarding tort law and FOSS. It wasn't really a book, but more a large bundle of print outs and issuances she'd had quickly bound to make handling easier. Note tabs and pen scrawls covered the battered volume. The day dragged on in the lazy way warm summer days are want to. Especially when confronted with the tedious reading of legal opinions. Glancing at her watch she found all of half an hour had passed. "Fuck. I give up." She closed the pages and headed back into the kitchen, dropping the bundle on the counter and refilling the jugs for the lads. She'd had difficulty focusing properly as she caught sight of their lithe, nubile and beautiful forms frolicking. So she sat and watched, enjoying the cool breeze and warm sun. It was nice, to hear the world pass and her son and his friends enjoying themselves. The view, in her opinion was all the better for the boys all being in wet trunks, how starting to stick and cling to them. She could just about tell who had a sheath and who didn't, even a bit about how hung they where (at least, while soft). She idly wondered what they'd be like nude, and if, maybe, perhaps, one day, if her plans for Wolf came off, she could get the others nude. "Ah! Fuck! Oww!" She was startled from her ogling as Wolf suddenly went ass over tail. She hasn't been watching him so only really saw a blur then him face down on the grass. The others rushed over, as did Melody. "You OK man?" "Shit that looked sore" There was a few inches of muddy divot next to a demolished molehill. From the look of it, and how the others where talking, he'd suddenly changed direction and lost footing on a mud puddle from the molehill. "I'm OK, just winded." He laughed as the otter lad she had been ogling helped him up. "I'm going to sit down a bit. Need a drink anyway." He shook his head slightly to clear it and headed for the table. A lanky ginger tabby took the opportunity to blast Oz with his pistol and set the games off again. "You're sure you're OK? Looked like quite a tumble you had" Melody asked out of genuine concern for his well-being. "Yeah, just shaken a bit, had worse in rugby. It's too warm too." He gulped down a large glass of squash and refilled it, sitting on the garden bench next to the table and watching. Melody joined him, sitting and watching the others. After a few minutes he broke the silence between the two. "...did...did you actually... would you...?" He spoke softly, unsure quite what he was trying to ask, or how to ask if. "Sorry Wolf if I upset you. I know I crossed a line. I don't ever want to hurt you" His eyes went wide. "What! No! Nononono! I…" He flushed deeply "I've kinda wanted to ask you... I mean... you're so open and honest about stuff like ... sex ... and... body stuff..." he swallowed nervously. "Oz... Oz told me about how you taught him about puberty and sex and all that, helping with his prep for PSHE and science, but also doing more, explain more. And, and you always say I can come to you with anything... but..." he faltered slightly "... it's embarrassing…" His tail curled up over his lap. "Oohh? What is so embarrassing you can't tell me?" She smiled softly at the embarrassed boy. He flustered and fidgeted with his tail. "I... it..." he searched for words and confidence. "Aww, it's okay, we all get embarrassed sometimes. Come here" she pulled him into a tight side on hug, pressing his face into her chest more by happy accident than design. She squeezed him one more time to comfort him before letting go. It took a few seconds for his brain to catch up and process he could take his head out from the soft breasts it had been pressed against. "Now. You don't have to tell me anything, but just know I'm always here if you want to ask anything." She had, without his noticing, managed to sneak a hand up his thigh to rest just below his crotch. "About anything, or to do just about anything" to emphasise the point she gave him a good grope, sliding her hand over his crotch. He whimpered. "Can...you can ... I ... I think you're fit. But. Not like... I don't have crush on you. Not really... you look... you know Tatiana ... you look kinda like her, as an older sister or MILFy version...and..." he trailed off as he suddenly realised he'd just started to ramble at her about things he'd not told anyone else. "And you're dating her? And you already had a thing for me, was curious about what sex is like, and you don't want to be "bad at sex"?" She watched him closely, keeping a straight face. "...yeah... how did you know? Not even Oz knows" He looked up from where he'd been picking at his sandy tail fur. "That you and her are dating? I've see you texting her, the fact she's suddenly started to hang out with you two more, or Oz can't see you as you're busy already. It's not exactly hard to guess. Especially how your tail goes when you're with her. Bless him, he's a bright kid is my pup, but, he's a bit clueless about people isn't he? He'll never work it out unless you tell him. As for the rest? I do have ears. And eyes. I've seen you sneaking looks and heard you comment... I'm flattered by the way. That you look at me like that and think I'm at all comparable to Tatiana." She took a sip of her whisky, and turned more fully to look at him, one arm up on the back of the chair, leg pulling up and across. "And the "being bad at sex"? It's something all people worry about. Especially if they're inexperienced or with a more experienced partner. Your first time is going to be a lot of awkward fumbling and probably a bit disappointing for at least one of you. But, if I'm honest, you're cute. And I've had dirty thoughts about you too. So, my offer from earlier still stands. After Oz turns in, you're welcome to come and find me and I'll teach you what I can." "...thank you..." he whispered, not entirely sure what else to say. "but, won't, won't mister Tate be upset you ... y'know, and I..." She shifted and turned slightly and sagged, crossing her arms over the back of the bench and resting her head on them, looking out over the fields which surrounded the house. "He won't mind. He know about my fantasies, and I his. We both have needs. As long as we are open and honest, it's all OK, we know the boundaries and lines. And..." She took a deep breath "Well, we've been trying for a pup, and, it's not working...and it’s not helped that our schedules haven’t aligned" "Oh... does... does Oz know?" "That we're trying for one? We've spoken with him about it in an abstract or theoretical. He'd be OK with a sibling. But, right now, I’m just horny and lonly. Just... be nice to line a bunch of guys up and all let them have a go. Or into a big collection condom, so it's all mixed, and shoot it in me with a turkey baster. Especially you lot." She flicked her muzzle to indicate the raucous boys, still charging about and splashing in the pond. "...err... why... why are you telling me this?" "Honestly? I don't know. I don't exactly have many friends. The other parents don't..." she sighed. "I was younger than you when I had Oz..." she paused, and inspected her glass. "I'm probably not very sober to be honest too. I'm horny and tipsy and a bit lonely. And I would very much like you to fuck me. That's it." There was an award silence between the two as the processed the conversation. "Fuck. I'm going to the loo and to cool off inside. You go and have fun. I'll come out in an hour or so to get the others ready to go." The rest of the day passed in a lazy summer haze, the boys changed to go home. Melody, Oz and Wolf settled in front of the TV for a film. Waving the boys to bed, she heard the doors close. It was only recently they'd started to sleep in separate rooms. Oz had redecorated to be "more adult" (it looked like the rooms of near all of his other teen boy friends and family to her), which naturally meant a double bed and expansive desk covered in junk and a big computer with several screens and such. As such, the put-you-up Wolf would normally sleep on couldn't really fit, and it was hardly be fair to make him sleep on it anyway. It was OK for pups, they could sit up late and pretend to be being naughty doing so, but now, they understood that during sleepovers bedtime wasn't a thing so they could go when tired. So he was now in the spare room. Melody tidied up a bit, considered the day, and headed to her room when she heard the lads call down "good night". She'd been reading for about an hour when the small chimes she hung on the door, something she'd done since a young pup, twinkled softly. She closed her book and rested it on her lap, a dog eared John le Carré her father had lent her, and watched as Wolf poked his head in, nervously enter and closed the door behind him. "I... uh um, I... you" he whispered, nervous and blushing deeply. He was wearing his pyjamas, which had the current superhero fads logos all over. She smiled softly and patted the bed next to her, putting the book on the small pile on her bedside table. Her husband always complained she seemed to live in the dark, she used a dim lamp and had put an amber filter over it, which she found easy on the eye and plenty to read by. He shuffled carefully to her from his position at the foot of the bed, and looked awkwardly at her. Twisting and shuffling she scooted to the edge of the bed, "I'm surprised you came after our last conversation." It was a matter of fact statement. "Well, I... you... if you're still, if you want to... have sex ... and can answer my questions... I've... I'd like to, I've wanted to for ages" he fidgeted with the string on the waistband of his pyjamas. "That's good. As I'd like to have sex with you too. And to answer your questions" she chucked softly, "would it help if I did this?" She pulled her pyjama top off, giving the teen a good view of her perky breasts, the way her brownish grey fur traced around her breasts, leaving them all white, but curved in slightly on her belly. "And perhaps this?" She scooted away from him, in the same motion pulling her small pyjama shorts down. She lay back, resting on her elbows, shorts flicked onto the floor with her shirt. "Well, I've shown you mine..." The boy gawped, revealing in the first sight of a live nude women who was in the same room with him. His cock started to harden within his pyjamas, soon forming a clear tent He stammered and scrambled out of his pyjama top and bottoms in a less than graceful manner. She couldn't help but chuckle to herself at his enthusiasm. Finally untangling himself he started to clamber onto the bed with her. "Ah not yet. I want to get a good look" she scooted over and sat on the edge of the bed to watch. "Aww don't be shy now, I just want to admire how ... big... you've grown" She was now level with his crotch and got a good look at the solid four inches of uncut cock in front of her. He wasn't anything near her husbands size, but... god he looked decently hung on his boyish frame. He turned slowly, giving her a good view of everything, his coin purse sack, taught ass and the black mark down his back and tail. "Rrrr you've grown up into a handsome lad. I can't wait to see what you're like when grown" she stands, pulling him onto a forceful kiss, one hand on his back, the other his ass. He submits to the older woman's kiss. Letting her control it, his cock presses against her thigh. "Now. Let's make sure you're really warmed up..." she snakes down his body, nipping, icking and kissing until she's kneeling, muzzle resting against his tan ball sack. She huffs that sweaty teen musk, slowly blowing her cool breath over him as she starts to languidly run her tongue over his balls, then up his shaft. "Ohhh... misses Tate... that..." he shudders, using her shoulders to help keep him upright as she give him his first blowjob. "ohh I'm so..." She starts to pump over him, expert tongue and lips working the developing boy to ecstasy. "Gonna..." with a whimper and a buck he starts to unload down her throat. Several strings of cum paint the inside of her muzzle as she holds her position, his grip on her shoulders tight, all his weight seemingly resting on her her starts to flop. "Wow" he sighs as he goes weak at the knee, flopping slightly onto the older women. Melody pulls off his softening cock, licking the last oozing bead of cum as she helps him onto the bed. "Sorry I didn't..." he's cut off as she presses her finger to his lips. "I don't mind. I'm just glad you had fun... and, as a vererile young man, I'm sure you'll be up for round two soon enough ..." she lies next to him, trailing her hand down his stomach to gently stroke his cock. "Oh, wow... miss Tate, that...I'll do my best" he starts to harden again as they kiss, her hand gently exploring his cock. /Ah, the vim and vigour of youth./ she thinks to herself as he reaches full mast soon enough. "So, would you like to explore more or should we just fuck?" She whispers into his ear He freezes up, unable to decide. Chuckling to herself softly she moves up the bed, adjusting the pillows so she can sit up. "How about you return the favour? You want to make Tatiana cum nice and hard? Well..." reaching down she spreads her lips "So? what do you think seeing a pussy for the first time outside of a screen? Now you're old enough to appreciate them?" She gently runs her fingers over her cunt, pulling her hood back slowly to revel her large clit. He goggles at the enticing treat before him. Shifting he crawls forward between the older woman's legs. He stops short and looks up, as if asking permission. "Go on, you can touch it if you want" she emphasises this by gently running a finger over her sex, spreading the fingers to show gleaming threads of her need. Cautiously he reaches forward with one hand, then the other. Running a finger slowly, gently, over her need, it comes away with a thin string of her need. He slowly ran his fingers over her sex, then, gently, slowly, pushed one in. "Easy, here, let me show you what works for me" she shifted, moving lower. Cupping his hand in hers she guided him around her cunt. "You know what you're looking at? Mine is ... A bit different" He nodded uncertainty, "Y...yeah...I think so... You, your clit... Sorry, clitoris... It's bigger than normal right?" "Aaand? I helped Oz with his prep, anything else?" "It's homo* form, a... A slit, not *Canis from, a... A..." He blushed, only remembering the slang term for it "Spade? Cookie?" "Yeah" "Good boooy..." she was working his fingers slowly around her externals, guiding him around her lips, over her hooded clit. Before slowly guiding a finger in, curling it, gently letting him feel around, feel her insides "How does it feel?" "Warm... Wet? ...nice" he watched wide eyed as his finger curled to the knuckle in her. "Smells good too" "Hmmm goood, you can taste it too if you want?" He worked her cunt a few minutes more, exploring it, feeling it. Enjoying her moans and gasps as he played with her her, partly based on what he'd seen in porn, part what just felt right and elicited a good reaction, and part what her own hand would guide "Ohhh gooood boooy ... But let's not just do this..." she reached down eventually and pulled his hand away. Her tail flicked softly against the bed beneath her as she wanted softly. "Come on, let's try one more trick get get a girl to cum..." pushing his head down and forward to her cunt she spread her lips. "Don't be shy. I've seen you lap water, I know what dog tongues can do..." Tail wagging hard, he set to enthusiastic, if somewhat unskilled work, eating the older woman out. "Ohh fuck, that's it..." she pushed him harder against her, encouraging the boy to tongue fuck her. Sometimes with sex just trying hard and being enthusiastic was enough, and he certainly was providing both. "Rrff... Keep up and I'll cum..." He stopped and looked up, a large dumb grin spreading over his lips, glistening with her need, fur messy with it. "Really!" His tail went wild. Oh the boundless enthusiasm of youth. "Only if you keep up Wolf..." she shoved him back to work, clamping him with both hands and thighs as he brought her close. "Oh, fuck. That's... That it... Just" she took his hand and with some slightly awkward shifting got him to use his fingers in and on her as he worked his tongue too. Practically face fucking the pup she bit her lip and stifled a moan as she came hard. Practically crushing the teen between her legs scull as she rammed him into her she soaked his muzzle and the bed. Keeping him clamped for a what seemed like eternity as she road out her orgasm, she finally let the gasping, panting pup go. "Fuck..." she panted and flopped back onto the pillows. "Good boy... But... We're not ... Done ... Yet..." she reached over and held up a glinting red packet between her fingers. Wolf cocked his head, tongue flopped out where he had been licking and tasting the female ejaculate coating his muzzle. "Wurf?" He knelt back, four inches of cock standing proud. "Don't tell me you don't know what this is... We have a whole box to work though. And we can keep going after too if you want.... “ Some distant part of him poked that fucking without a condom when she had told him she was trying to get pregnant, would be a bad idea. The rest of his hormone addled, and obscenely horny, teenage mind, was simply yelling "SEX Sex sex sexsexsexsexsex" "Oh?...oohh!" He took the proffered condom with enthusiasm, carefully tearing the packet and rolling it on. "Feels... Weird" he looked at the packet "extra thick?" "They do, but, you get used to it. Most can't really tell the difference to be frank. And, well, don't want you to finish too fast do we?" She spread her lips, using her middle finger to beckon him in. "We have all night after all" "Ohhh... Thank you...misses T..." He started to crawl forward, getting cut off as she put a finger to his lips "You can call me Melo ... If you give me that D" They both snickered at the bad pun, though he was cut off as he gasped. "See, told you it doesn't make much of a difference." She stroked his cock as she guided him forward. Her free hand reached up and pulled him in for a kiss. "There we go, take your time and enjoy" she nestled his tip against her lips. Some instinctual part took over, he slid himself forward With a long low gasp as he lost his virginity to his best friends mother. She was right. Even though the extra thick condom the feeling was extraordinary, he wasn't sure how long he'd last, but he didn't care, they had all night after all. "Ohhh...wow, you..." She clenched. He saw stars. And then he went for it, working his hips hard and fast, like the desperately horny puppy boy he was. "Ohhh , good boooy. Good boooy" she cooed to him as his balls slapped her. He wasn't huge, he wasn't even very good, but just as with his oral, enthusiasm and the vigour of youth made up for it. "Nggg gonna..." "Do it, cum for me Wolfy, empty those big manly balls into me" With a whimper his humps lost all pace and rhythm as he clung on close to her, firing a few thick blasts into the condoms bulb. It was the best orgasm he'd had since he discovered masturbation a couple of years previously, electric waves of pleasure pulsed up from his cock, he felt like he was soaring to a blissful heaven. "....hnnggg...gahph..." he sagged atop the older woman, his cock softening as she shifted and helped him drag himself out. "Mmmm goooodd booooy." She gently stroked his back, expertly slipping the condom off his shrinking rod she held it up... "Mmmm, productive too." She lied, it always helped a guy to give him the impression he was more than average. Tying it off she flopped it onto the bedside table. "We have a full mixed pack to work through, if you think you can manage another round... Ooorr something different..." "Huh? Different?" He had rolled off and was already starting to rise again. That, she had to admit, was impressive, maybe he could keep up with her after all. "Well, I could roll over and raise my tail... Unless you want to raise your tail for me, but I think you may want some practice for that" "... You mean anal? How... How would you do it to me? You...?" He motioned at her cunt, with its matted fuzz. She couldn't help but pull a face. Did he just not know what pegging was or just hadn't considered it? "Well, I have a harness and some toys that let me..." "Oohhh! A strap on!" His eyes lit up as he finally got it. "I ... Don't think I could take one... I've never done anything back there..." She kissed him on the lips. "I was teasing. But, you can take me "back there" if you want" He whimpered softly. "Actually, can, can you roll over, get on all fours please?" He fished up a condom from the box as she complied, sliding the slick latex on. Feeling him moving behind her, she glanced over her shoulder "Lube is on the side" "Oh, err, I wasn't going to... I just, wanted to try this" He hunched over her back, resting one arm on the bed next to her as the other curled around her waist. He started to hump, hard and fast again, but with his weight mostly on her back, he was rutting her like a feral dog would a bitch in heat. As he got into the rhythm his hands moved back, wrapping around her tummy in a close hug as he jackhammered his cock into her It took all of Melody's energy to not let out loud moans and pants. Sure Oz had definitely heard it before, but given his father wasn't home, and they had company, he would be annoyed. Given once he had gotten up and chastised her and his father for being too loud just because he was trying to watch something on his phone, she knew he'd probably come and tell her to shut up, and then the game would be over. "Oh fuck Wolf. Fuck me, rut me like a bitch on heat!" "Gonna... Gonna pump you with puppies, breed you like a bitch in heat!" He huffed into her ear, as his rapid pace started to falter. "Gonna..." with a single strong thrust he almost forced them both to collapse into the bed as he climaxed. Although the massive, and even better orgasm than the last, he continued to weakly hump, milking himself for everything he could. "Ohhh, goooood boooooyy, fill me..." melody shivered though a small orgasm herself. If she was honest, she didn't need to cum to get off. The small orgasms like that where a side effect of her getting off on being used and pleasuring her partner. Huffing and panting into her ear he rocked back on his knees, slipping the protective off and adding it next to the last. "Where... Where you sure about... Letting me... Fuck your ass?" He panted, leaning in to stroke over her still raised rear and her lips, smearing more of her need over her crotch. "I'd not offer if I wasn't willing" Grabbing the lube and a new condom, he leaned forward and placed he moth on her offered pucker. "Oh! Oh hello" she couldn't help but let out a surprised gasp as he warm mouth, then tongue, pushed into her tail hole. Blushing deeply, he paused his make out session with her ass to "I've, always wanted to try this" "Oh? And?" "It's hot... May I?" She responded by pushing back against him. Needing no further encouragement he resumed sloppily eating her ass, he broad flat canine tongue roaming and tasting her innards with the same enthusiasm as he presented to everything so far. "Fuck, that's fun." He leant back, wiping some spit off his muzzle on the back of his arm. Slipping a condom on and adding a bit of lube he pressed his mushroom like tip against her pucker. The ring readily letting him in with a soft moan from its owner. "Go as hard as you want. I'm practised" she let her front half sag, one arm snaking back to play with her empty cunt as he slowly slid in and out of her. "Actually, can we, change position quickly? Can you ride me?" Lying down the older woman straddled him, reaching back to guide him back in to her pucker. She ground and rolled her hips on him, slowly working his cock like a dildo within her "Mmmmm, enjoying the view?" She grinned widely, one hand on her breasts, the other working her cunt. "So much. You're so hot... Fuck " She rolled and bucked on him for a few minutes before he couldn't help but start to thrust up into her, one hand on her thigh, the other joining hers to work her sex "Mmmff, careful you, sometimes I squirt, well, gush, when doing anal..." "That's so hot" "Makes clean up hard..." "So?" He started to buck up into her properly. "cum, I want to make you cum. Please." Working her need, his fingers within her as she worked her lips and clit. "Ohh, fuck... F...gonna..." She bucked and clenched, a torrent of fluids gushing from her and matting his stomach and crotch fur. He soon followed, firing his own load into the protective. Panting as she pulled off, she swirled her mess on his fur with one finger, "Don't say I didn't warn you. Got another round in you?” “As long as you do” his tail vibrated his hips from wagging so hard. By the end of the night six condoms sat on the bedside table, with several other loads in and on Melody or Wolf. “You should probably go back to the spare room in case Oz tries to get you in the morning.” She kissed him, giving him a quick grope as they parted.