Late night in the city. 

Usually the time when everyone is coming home from work, having a nice dinner of some kind. Others might be  heading in for the night to get a good night sleep while others are staying out for a different kind of fun. The kind that requires the shadow of night in order to take place. 

The street lights lit up the otherwise dark semi-lively roads. The occasional street car would roll by, flooding the empty roads with extra light before the dark of night took over once again. The leftover cool winter air did little to deter some of the night crowd from coming out to play. Some people wearing heavy coats to keep themselves warm. 

But the more adult crowd had themselves on full display. 

Certain ladies of the night hung around with their coats open under various street lights, opening them for any curious passerby to check out their goods. Skimpy clothing that left little to the imagination. Eye catching colors that went with their natural furs. Tails dolled up with glitter, and fluffed to look as soft and bouncy as a cloud on a gorgeous day in the spring. Reptilian girls who were a little more bold had their coats on nice and tight. Any lucky guy, or gal if they took them, were presented with the sight of shining scales, sparkling like jewels in the dead of night.

Hookers, harlot, floozy, prostitute; they all meant the same thing and that’s what they all are. Ladies looking to get paid for a good lay.

But a particular pair stood out from the few scattered along the sidewalks and corners. 

One was a Renamon. Tall, stacked with breasts big enough to act as pillows with a sharp look in her eyes. Her yellow fur looked as smooth as gold, the white as pure as snow. Her body showed that she’d had plenty of experience, sporting a healthy balance of curvy muscle and plump fat in all the right places. Her outfit was the normal purple arm warmers along with a short light purple skirt, doing little to hide the red thong she wore under it. The skirt did little to hide her plump backside, along with the underwear barely visible between the cracks.

The one beside her was someone no one else on the block, not passerbys or any other street walkers expected. 

Standing beside the older Renamon was what one could rightfully assume to be her daughter. The only difference between them being their height. If she were just a few feet taller, they would be twins. Just as stacked, wearing the exact same clothing and even sharing the same piercing gaze. Anyone who walked by them were greeted with hungry eyes and quick flash of what the ladies were packing under their coats. Fluffed up fur, tight skimpy clothing that left little to the imagination. Anyone who wasn’t put off by their gazes or by her shorter companion were treated to gazes of two hungry beasts ready for their next prey. They were matched down to even their make-ups; Dark eyeshadow and dark blue lipstick that clashed with their naturally white muzzles.

Just as a cool breeze rolled in on both of them, their vision was blurred by an oncoming car that slowly stopped in front of them. It was a big car, dark cherry red, three rows of seats. If there was any natural light, the metal would shine like the sun's reflection off the water. 

The older Renamon shook her head laughing and smiling as she leaned into the rolled down the passenger window. 

	“Just can’t get enough of us can you, Kendo?” She laughed, pursing her lips together. 

The driver of the fancy car couldn’t help but laugh. An adult white wolf with dark blue eyes and a mop of sandy brown hair that stuck out from his snow white fur. His outfit was much simpler than his car would lead most onlookers to imagine. A pair of simple blue jeans and a tank top the same shade of red as the truck he’s in. 

	“You’re the one who can’t get enough of me, Dakota!” He shot back. 

In between the playful banter, Dakota the Renamon and her daughter jumped into the car, driving off to a familiar place between the three of them. 

Just a short drive outside of the city was a little enclosed off gated community. All kinds of expensive cars, houses and well groomed lawns as far as the eye can see. But the most striking of them all was a two story house, which had an edition of a slightly smaller single story house behind it with a lawn separating the two of them. 

Dakota, Kendo and the daughter made themselves at home in the bigger of the two houses. After a few long and deep Kisses, Dakota left her daughter with Kendo while the two caught up with one another. 

In the bathroom, she made sure to look her best. Applying an extra layer of lipstick to maker her lips appear more full, fluffing up her chest fur she examined herself once over. She knew Kendo was gonna make her work for her money tonight and she was excited at the idea. Even now, she still remembers her first time seeing meeting him. 

Just as before, she was out on the town trying to earn some money. Then he rolls up, asking for directions. A complement here and there and soon the two of them were hitting it off. By the end of it, she was in the car lying down and relaxing on the heated seats while he buried himself between her legs and ate her out. Any passerby’s watched her twitch and spasm as she tried to hold herself back. But his tongue was merciless as he played with her sensitive pink muscles. 

The way he rolled his tongue around. The speed he’d alternate between hitting her favorite spot to dancing around it. The attention to detail whenever she was about to finish. He didn’t stop until she rewarded him with a mouthful of her own juices. Dakota couldn’t ever forget those times. Even late at night when a client would pump and dump into her, she’d just have to remember his nuzzle buried in her pink and she could feel herself cumming already.

Dakota gave herself one more look over before heading to the bed room down the hall. The carpet looked so clean, she swore it was just put in. But with her many visits, she knew it was just well taken care of. As she came to the bed room, she could already hear the familiar sound of the bed rocking. Opening the door, she was happy to see her daughter Chihiro already putting in the work.

Bent over the side of the lush bed, coat casted off, her breasts popping out of her top and her panties and skirt pushed off to the side. Dakota was pounding into her little pussy. The look on her face said it all; She was loving every minute of his cock stretching her little hole more than she ever has. Most of her past clients were either to small or too afraid to give her the fuck she wanted. But Kendo didn’t hold back. If she didn’t complain, he wasn’t going to stop until he was ready to stop. She could barely get  a look at his long pink cock, being only blurs while his sack slapped the side of the bed. 

	“Oh god! P-please don’t cum yet daddy!” Chihiro begged, barely able to get the sentence out as she gasped for air.

	“Not even close there darling.” He grunted. Just to emphasize his point, he picked up his speed, hammering into her more, enough to leave the little Renamon with a stunned look on her face from the sudden boost in speed. “You’ll know when I’m ready.” He grabbed her bushy tail and gave it a firm yank, earning a nice sharp squeal of delight from her. The white wolf pushed her down, sending the young mon into a series of spasms as she came. Unable to move an inch white the male inside her forced her down. The little bitch could only let herself climax over and over, all the while feeling his thick cock stir up her insides.
	“Seems like you two are hitting things off again.” Dakota laughed. 

	“Oh, just the usual.” Kendo pulled on her daughter’s tail again, getting another cute little scream and the sounds of what her daughter’s orgasming voice. “She’s still as tight as ever!”

	“You’ll just have to stretch her out then. She’s got plenty of years to grow ahead of her.” Dakota walked in front of the two of them, facing her daughter from the other side. They locked eyes while Kendo continued pumping into her. All that Chihro could do was try to catch her breath.

	“M-m-mo-mommy… I-It feels rea-ely good~”

	“Shhh shhh shhh… It's okay sweetie. Mommy will make you feel even better…” Dakota kissed her daughter on the lips, swirling her tongue around her small mouth, tasting the slightest hint of cock. Pounded from behind, the little Renamon easily got into the passionate kiss, feeling every tremble and twitch while her mind melted into a giant pile of pleasured packed goo.

The scene before Kendo was always a favorite of his. Watching the young and overdeveloped Renamon kissing her mother on the lips like it was the most natural thing… Without warning, Kendo leaned forward, burying himself as deep as he could, switching to short, deep thrusts as he felt his balls tighten up. It was only moments later that Chihiro felt the hot rush of cum splattered her womb, threatening to breed her young meat hole with the wolf’s dominating seed. He growled as he continued pumping into her, forcing some cum out in between motions. Her blue eyes widened as she hyperventilated, desperately trying to catch her breath while she felt the pit of her stomach rise in heat. Her mouth assaulted by her mother's tongue slatering her’s. 

It was too much.

Chihiro’s eyes glazed over before her head fell to the soft silken bed sheets.

	“My, my. You got her to pass out again.” Dakota said with a smirk. 

	“I’ll be trying to do the same to you in a minute.” Kendo warned with his own smile. He pulled himself off the now passed out cub, cock dripping with the fertile juices now swimming inside the little Renamon. 

	“I know you must be hungry after having such a hard workout. Why don’t you come here and have something to fill your stomach?” The older Renamon sat on the edge of the bed, her top now removed. Her breasts were already dripping with milk. Kendo licked his lips as he walked over, laid his head down on her lap and took one of the busty jugs nips into his mouth. The sweet flavor washed over his mouth, filling his taste buds with the memories of the times they’ve done this before. The first time she ever did this for him, he was addicted to the cream that leaked out of her. It was like tasting a cloud. No matter how much he drank, there was always more to get. Every gulp was a sweet reminder of the tender taste of a mother’s milk along with the silky smooth fur that surrounded it. 

	“Don’t worry, mama’s milk ain’t going anywhere.” Kendo could hear the teas in her voice but didn’t reply. He just let himself enjoy the calm and sensual moment between them until he felt recharged. Dakota knew that’s how he liked to take things but she wanted to get him ready for her own fun tonight.

As he drank, she used one paw to hold his head up closer so he could drink easier while the other went down to his cock. He tensed up on contact but went back to drinking away. She took a moment to admire the cock that she’d enslaved herself to. Unlike most wolves, his lacked the famous knots canines were known for. Instead, the tip was a lot sharper, almost pointed like a needle. Whenever it dug around inside her… She’d find herself turning any bed she was on, into a sticky mess of cum and sweat. Not that it stopped him or her.

A thick vein of meat, a set of heavy balls that never seems to want to stop trying to breed.  She wondered if she was already carrying his offspring. If she is, she wonders what kinds of naughty adventures she could get away with… But that’s one of many if’s of the future… 

	“Dakota, you ready?” He asked, mouth lined with her breast milk. 

	“Oh you know I am!” 

Leaving Chihiro alone, the adults left to go out back. 

The cool air and starry night sky sent a chill between them as they closed the backdoor behind them. Just one house down, the neighbourhood rich kids were having a party of some kind. Cars parked out front, red cups filled with vodka, the usual things spoiled teens would be drinking. Dakota went up the side, her clothes torn off and watched the party from a distance. She could barely stop herself from shaking while Kendo pushed right into her in one go.

	“Fuck you feel so good…” He whispered into her ear. 

The cold, the possibility of being caught outside, the sex itself; everything or anything could be the reason for her shaking so much. She didn’t just mind. It sent a fire off inside her like a thousand fireworks. And Kendo’s thick cock was only making it grow stronger and more wild. Pressing her bare breasts against the fence, she could barely contain her voice as her insides were pushed around, watching out for anyone who might see her.

Just then, one particular kid did… He was hyena, holding a cup and looking her right in the eyes. She knew he was drunk and probably crosseyed and blurred vision. But meeting his gaze was enough to send her heartbeat up twenty times over. Her juices slid down his shaft, warming and steadily cooling Kendo’s balls as he continued. 

	“Nngh…!” 

	“He sees you… Looking at you being fucked right now like the bitch you are.” Kendo muttered in her ears. “Taking cock out in the wild. Maybe we should invite him over. Let him fuck your mouth. Or… How about he takes a turn with Chihiro?” The evil idea sent another spasm through the mature Renamon’s body, crushing his cock in the vice like grip.

Her legs felt so tight, like they could give out any sec.

Her heart felt like it could burst right out of her chest.

Kendo sped up, pounding her harder, raising one hand and giving her a good hard slap across her ass, hard enough to leave a mark. It took every visible piece of restraint in her mind and body to not let out the sluttiest whimper she could. The single strike prolonged her orgasm, trying to egg him on to finish in her. To breed her hungry pussy right in front of another male. Another set of eyes watching her being mated with for more money than most would see in .

	“In-inside!” She begged with her teeth clenched, trying to stay silent.

	“Was gonna do that anyway. You want it? Huh? You want get breed like I did your little slut daughter?” 

Dakota could feel the invisible eyes around her. The party goers who might have spotted them. The neighbours who could be peaking from their windows with the lights off. Maybe someone just a few inches away from behind the fence she was using to prop herself up. Everyone watching the moment before she was gonna be filled.

	“YES!” She barked, louder than she intended. A warm wave of embarrassment washed over her as she realized that more of the party brats could have heard her announce her demand.

Right on cue, she heard a deep rumbling growl and slowly her empty womb was filled with the same hot flush of cum that was in her daughter less than half an hour ago. The deep seated thick goo made its home inside her, torturing her with the deep expanding sensation invading her needy insides. She felt her head being twisted to the side in order for a forceful kiss. She didn’t fight back or push him away as his tongue invaded her mouth, just like his potent seed invaded her deepest regions.

All eyes felt like they were on them…

She hated it and loved it.

Exposed and being his plaything in the dead of night. The thought of being seen. His hot cock stuffing her cunt and packing it full of puppies.

Right now, she couldn’t nor did care. She just enjoyed the feeling of being bred by him…