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Andrew and Patrigue casually followed the black-coated canine into the bathroom. The two were greeted with the familiar sight of Perci’s nude form as she stood next to the shower with her hand under the running water.
“Give it a moment,” Perci said to her equally bare lovers, “It’s not warm enough yet.”
Resigning themselves to their circumstances, the party found whatever distractions they could in order to pass the time. Perci continued to measure and adjust the water’s temperature while Andrew inspected his horns in the vanity mirror. Meanwhile, the emerald-colored avian took the opportunity to ogle the woman in front of him: from the tufts of purple decorating her head, to the translucent spots of white left betwixt her thighs from her prior lovemaking with her caprinae companion.
“So how often do you two let people watch like that?” the bird piped up.
“Together? Not too often, believe it or not,” Andrew answered, “the whole audience thing is usually Perci’s thing, but occasionally I’m game for it as well.”
“Personally, I think you should do it more often,” the canine asserted, “you fuck better with an audience.”
“She thinks I fuck better with an audience.”
“No, you really do! I can feel the difference!” she persisted, “You last longer than usual!”
“Maybe it’s performance anxiety.”
The observing avian couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought.
“You do not get performance anxiety,” he refuted, “I’ve seen you debate before. You have the exact opposite of performance anxiety.”
Andrew could only roll his eyes at his paramour’s addition to the conversation, “Fine… let’s just agree to disagree. How’s the water, Pers?”
“Oh, right!” exclaimed the poodle, putting her hand under the downpour again. “Mmm, Perfect.”
With that, she stepped into the stall and beckoned her lovers to follow, “Whenever you guys’re ready.”
Turning around from the vanity and rubbing his hands together, the mountain goat was the first to step in after Perci. A moment later, Patrigue followed suit. After getting themselves situated, the trio surprisingly had enough room for all three of them to stand. Only one or two of them stand under the showerhead at the same time, but none of them minded sharing the water. In fact, the group eagerly helped one another, scrubbing each other’s hair and soaping up each other’s backs. Perci, however, went the extra mile.
While washing and massaging Andrew's body, her hands would dip lower and lower, until she reached his tight glutes. Lewdly, she firmly grasped Andrew's buttocks, eliciting a faint jump from his lower half. Nonetheless, he continued washing his front, ignoring his girlfriend's teasing, but this only prompted the canine to go even further.
Unabashedly, she pressed her soapy chest against her boyfriend's back. Simultaneously, she dragged her hands along the curves of his hips until her hands were at his groin, massaging his shaft and balls. Again, Andrew did his best not to react, but his body betrayed him, as the ever-perverted pooch's playfulness brought his slowly growing erection to full mast. Once, she began stroking his hardened member, he caved in, leaning back into his lover and letting out a near-silent moan.
"Hey, Perci," interrupted the oblivious Patrigue, "Do you mind getting my back?"
"Sure thing!"
And just like that her touch escaped his nethers, leaving him fully erect, yet without relief. Then again, this wasn't the first stuff time that this had occurred. Perci had a habit of bringing him to edge and then dropping everything to focus on some unrelated, unimportant task. However, it was never out of malice. It was just her way of saying, If you want me, then get over here and take me. And sure enough, when Andrew turned around, the ever-deviant doggie was swinging her hips from side to side as she soaped up Patrigue's back, begging without words to be stuffed by the goat's big cock once again. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and lined up his erection with the gap of her legs. In one fell swoop, he grabbed onto her hips and thrusted, hotdogging her thighs and rubbing his stiff manhood along her labia.
"Mmmmph!"
Immediately, Perci shuddered, unintentionally buckling her knees together and pressing her boyfriend's shaft even harder against her folds. She quickly clutched the shoulders of the parrot in front of her and to regain her balance.
"Everything okay back there?" Patrigue questioned.
"Ye-," Perci attempted to reply, as Andrew began to seesaw his erection across her privates, "-ah, doooooing just fine."
"You sure?" he inquired again, unsatisfied with her answer's unusual inflections.
Andrew and Perci could only respond with grunts and pants, as Andrew had begun pistoning his dick against her, and Perci was left biting her lip in order to hold her moans. Instead, the sensation of Perci leaning harder onto his back and the wet plap plap plap of skin against skin was enough to alert the bird of what was going on.
"Damn, back it already, huh?" Pat mused aloud, "Hold up; let me turn around and see."
Careful not to cause Perci to fall over, he slowly turned around to observe the couple's copulation for a second time and take in every minute detail. He watched as, with his eyes closed and his teeth gritted, Andrew put every ounce of energy into grinding the living daylights out of his poodle. And Perci, still leaning on Pat's body, had her eyes crossed and her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted into the bird's face.
"Nice O-face you got there," joked Pat.
For a comment like that, Perci would normally give him a mocking 'fuck off' to shut him up. Unable to form coherent words in her current state of euphoria, however, she found an alternative method. Swiftly, she forced her head forward and mashed her lips against Pat's beak, surprising the avian. Despite the shock, he quickly recovered, closing his eyes and opening his mouth to let Perci in. As their tongues intertwined, Andrew slowed his hips, but only for a moment. Readjusting his stance, he once again dug his fingers into his poodle's sides and properly hilted his throbbing cock into her womanhood.
"ooOOOooooh, FUCK!” Perci swore, throwing her head back in ecstasy, almost taking part of Pat's beak with her.
"Oh, shit!" the bird reacted, "You all right?"
"Fine! …Fine. Just…" she reassured between heavy breaths, "He finally… put it iiiiiiiiiin."
Without waiting for their conversation to end, Andrew picked up where he left off, thrusting in and out of his girlfriend with reckless abandon. Once again unable to think straight due to the thick cock inside of her, Perci could only reach out and motion for Pat to come closer. Fortunately, the bird got the hint and stepped forward, letting Perci wrap her arms around him and beginning their kiss anew.
As Perci's fingers brushed against his feathers, Patrigue returned the favor, bringing one hand up to caress her face while the other ran through the curls of her fur along her waist, slowly traveling upward to her chest. Upon arriving at her bosom, the avian slipped his thumb and index finger around one of her pert, pink nipples, pinching it and making her squirm. In response, she slid a hand down to his now erect cock and began fondling it, causing Pat to moan as well as he began to thrust into her hand. Between the cock pistoning in and out of her cunt, the hand teasing her breasts, and the tongue dancing with hers in a heated kiss, it was no surprise that Perci was the one to reach her climax first.
“MMMMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMmmph!!!” she wailed into Pat’s beak as her muscles tensed and euphoria flowed through every cell in her body.
Because of Perc’s orgasm, the woman’s inner walls tightened its grip on Andrew’s rod. With the extra stimulation, it was only a moment after Perci’s climax that he too was pushed over the edge, shooting another sizable amount of cum into her womb. Being filled, Perci could only continue to moan into Pat's mouth as the sensation of the warm fluid inside her only added to the rush of dopamine she was experiencing. Seconds later, having finished emptying himself into his woman, Andrew removed his member from Perci, letting their shared love juices run down her legs.
Patrigue was the last of the three to peak. Having bore witness to both Perci’s and Andrew’s orgasms, he had more than enough material to trigger his sexual nerves. With Perci too overwhelmed to resume stroking his dick, the bird took it upon himself to quite literally take matters into his own hands. A minute later the shower floor was painted white with the avian’s essence and the trio were left panting under the flow of water.
“Fuck,” the parroted swore, after a long period of silence, “now we gotta wash up again.”
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