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puke, in the same way that pushing a piss enema out the other side isn't technically, [i]yknow,[/i] but I mean... 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After some discussion we decided that this isn't -technically- puke, in the same way that pushing a piss enema out the other side isn't technically, yknow, but I mean... Zara's still pissing straight down Lukas's gullet, then fucking his throat 'til he coughs it all back up, and by that time it's certainly more than just shotgunning her piss when Vera dives in to drink down what just came up, but - well, you'll see.", "writing": "“And you’re sure about this? I’m about to – fuckin’ burst at the seams. Last chance to dip out.”\n\nVera glanced from where the hyena stood, pale slate-colored stripes ringing her bared fur from head to toe, over to the otter who knelt dutifully before her. Lukas wet his lips, swallowed, thought for just one moment longer, and then nodded again, looking up past Zara’s small, pert breasts towards where she looked down at him, head angled to one side, polishing off the last of her water bottle.\n\nAgain. Vera tilted her head, heart fluttering in her chest. That would be the fourth time Zara had drained it since arriving, not counting the refill she had just been finishing before coming to the door, and the first thing she had said – other than “hey, maney” – was that she had done two more before heading over. By this point she thought she could almost see the bulge swelling out in the hyena’s lower belly, right above the puff of her pubic fur also fully on display… and as if feeling Vera’s gaze Zara tossed the empty bottle aside, rubbed her paw right across that spot, and then angled her hips forward, fingers coming down to cup beneath her shaft and swing it forward.\n\nLukas blinked one eye, reflexively lifting up so that she smacked gently against his cheek. “Can you piss while hard?”\n\n“Who do you think I am? Of course I can.” Zara braced her other paw against her hip, now leaning back further – and this time Vera could definitely see the swell of her bladder through her belly. “Good thing, too, since – needing to piss always gets me halfway there.” She gave herself another jiggle for good measure, half-hard length thumping against the otter’s nose. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, yeah, I’m about to – blow up. You sure doing it right here is okay, maney? We could, like… stand in the bathtub, or – go out back, or…”\n\nVera’s tall ears perked, and another flutter jolted through her system. She folded her arms in front of herself where she knelt a short distance away, the heat of her own arousal simmering between her thighs. “Yeah, this is fine,” she assured the hyena. “Just – make sure that… the bowl there is, um…”\n\nLukas glanced down, then nudged it more into place. “I gotcha. Don’t worry about that.”\n\n“I just – don’t want it to-”\n\n“I can’t promise I won’t miss,” he chirped, warm blue eyes flicking her way, “but also, you can bet there’ll be more than enough to make up for it.”\n\nZara breathed a tight sigh out from between clenched teeth. “Hooh yeah, there will be. Are we ready to go, now? I’m about to start hoppin’ from foot to foot like a cartoon character.”\n\n“Yeah. Yeah, sorry, um…” Lukas straightened up, swallowed again, then reached forward, paws settling in on the hyena’s hips. Webbed fingers squished gently into Zara’s fur and flesh, finding a good spot to grasp, holding there; she watched him for a moment, still holding the base of her cock, and lifted up as his muzzle came in… so that she could then rest herself right down along his waiting tongue, jaws opened, eyes fixed at a point right there among her pubic fur. “Ahkay. Hready.”\n\n“You gonna just – keep your mouth open like that?”\n\nLukas rolled his eyes. He drew back again. “Everyone I’ve drunk from has told me it’s easier to start if I keep my mouth open first, and then close it once they’re going.”\n\n“Everyone you’ve drunk from hasn’t had to piss enough. Get back in place or I’m gonna soak that pretty fur of yours.”\n\nOnce again he leaned in, mouth open, tongue waiting, and once again Vera’s breath hitched in her throat as she watched. Zara tapped the end of her shaft down against his tongue a few times and then rested it there, that paw moving to her other hip as well; she licked her lips, closed her eyes, tilted her head back, took in a breath…\n\n...and then sighed out, gently at first and then in a quick, hissing rush as her stream began. Lukas jumped with the first little sprays of it, sparkling yellow so pale it was nearly transparent flinging up against the roof of his mouth; his eyes fluttered more widely open and his grip tightened on her waist, and then he moved in closer, lips starting to purse, to close in around the base of her cock, nose pushing into that puff of her, and then once against his eyes slid slowly shut. His nostrils flared, he took in a steady breath of the hyena’s scent, his cheeks ballooned gently outwards, and then he audibly swallowed.\n\nAnd then he did so again… and again… and again, each time stealing another snatch of breath in between, working himself into a rhythm between breathing and drinking. Vera could hear each swallow from where she knelt, watching in rhythm with the way his throat pulsed, how his nose twitched, how his ears flicked; Zara let her head roll forward to look down at him as she drank down every drop of the water that had made its way through her body, her paws now moving from her sides to his muzzle, then back around to the back of his head.\n\n“There you go…” she murmured, brushy tail giving a flick. “God, that’s… so much better. Tap if you need a break. I can – stop pissing right in the middle, if-”\n\n“Mm-mm.” Eyes still closed, nose still buried in her pubes, Lukas shook his head from side to side. He kept his lips pursed tight around the base of her shaft, struggling to keep up with the pace of her release but still pushing through. One of his paws dropped down to rub at his belly, then kept on going further towards where his own arousal twitched between his legs. “Mmm…”\n\n“Well, alright. I ain’t even halfway there yet, I think, so don’t mind if I… just…”\n\nZara tightened her grip on his head and then yanked him down into place, halfway bending over the otter to thoroughly bury him between her legs. Vera leaned forward for a closer look, shifting one paw to the ground in front of her; Zara’s eyes fluttered shut again and she gritted her teeth, tail lifting up a little bit, the puckered wrinkles of her tailhole winking and flexing as she worked her muscles.\n\n“Haa-aah, God, you’re… doing a really good job, Luke…” She licked her lips again. “Every time you swallow, it’s like – I stop pissing, and then I start again, and I get that… fucking awesome relief all over, again and again, and…”\n\nShe trailed off but her mouth remained open, lips going slack, eyes rolling back. When she breathed in her nose trembled with sweet, indulgent relief; each time she sighed out it was alongside a low voiced moan, her chest falling a little bit further as her bladder emptied and that bulge in her belly reduced, tail turning from an unsteady twitch into a smooth, contented wag. By this point Lukas had again ceased his own stroking and now kept both paws planted against the ground for the way Zara bent over him, struggling to keep himself upright, his eyes wrenched shut, his back arched. Bit by bit his fingers started to curl; little dribbles of that pale yellow bubbled from the edges of his mouth and spilled down his chin; he coughed once, spluttered, coughed again – and then relaxed as, assumedly, the hyena finally emptied herself completely out, the tension dribbling away from all of her muscles, her mane slowly flattening back down.\n\n“God,” she breathed again, and straightened back up. Still, though, she kept herself between his lips; she rubbed behind one of Lukas’s ears, his slightly tear-rimmed eyes twitching open. “I really needed that. I’m surprised you managed to drink all of it. You’re a bit smaller than me; if I felt like I was about to explode, then-”\n\n“No, I-” The otter grimaced, pressed a paw to his muzzle, and half-suppressed a rather wet, sticky burp. He swallowed again, licked the drips from his lips, sighed… hiccuped again, hitched his shoulders a bit, swallowed again. “Oof. Yeah. Yeah, I’m – definitely at my limit, I…” Another swallow, and his next breath left his nose in a quick rush – and then he hiccuped again, this time with his paw going to his mouth at just the last second before he had to swallow and sigh again. “Yeah. Tasted that twice. You drink a lot of diet soda, don’t you?”\n\n“Not today. But normally, yeah.”\n\n“Yeah. I can taste it.”\n\n“You’re not the first to tell me that.” Zara reached up for the ceiling, stretching her arms over her head, and twisted her body this way and that – likely making sure to brush her half-hard shaft across Lukas’s piss-stained muzzle as she went. “You still up for what’s coming next, otter boy?”\n\n“Oh yeah. Hell, it might-” He burped again. “-happen regardless of your further participation. I really feel overfull.”\n\nThe hyena turned to Vera as well. “You too?”\n\nBut of course she had no need to ask. Vera felt her ears swing in the air as she fervently nodded, tongue dancing across her fangs in anticipation.\n\n“Great. Get over here, then. I’m sure you’ll want front row seats.”\n\nNot needing to be told twice, the maned wolfess hoisted herself up, stepped over, and then dropped back down beside the two, this time just behind Lukas. The otter leaned back to bump against her, his familiar scent wafting across her – and, of course, tainted with the rich, strong spice of fresh hyena mark.\n\n“Hi,” she murmured, unsure what else to say. Lukas’s whiskers twitched.\n\n“Hey,” he said in return, voice just as soft. His muzzle bumped against hers, and she couldn’t help but flick her tongue out to taste some of Zara’s piss soaked into his fur there. “You know I wouldn’t do this for pretty much anyone other than you, right?”\n\nVera’s ears flicked again. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I don’t want to make you-”\n\n“You’re not making me do anything.” As he spoke he reached forward, once again turning Zara’s lower body to face him, and ran his nose up along the side of her shaft. She gave him an appreciative throb at the touch, then another as he nuzzled into place, came back towards the end, slid down again… flicked his tongue out, cupped it along the underside, once again drew towards the tip. “I wanted to do this. I still do. For you, and – hey, it does sound like it’ll be fun.” He looked back up towards Zara, and Vera followed his gaze.\n\nRich mulberry eyes glittered down at them. “Y’all two done chatting? As much as I love watching cute boys chug my piss, I still need to use his mouth.” Zara scratched at a spot on her chin. “And his throat a bit. Gotta really make sure to dig at that uvula of his. How are you at deepthroating?”\n\nGradually the otter’s paws returned to her waist. He rested the end of her cock against his lips, breathing in its scent, his own breath carrying the warm spice of her piss so well that even Vera could smell it. “Not as good as you’d think I’d be.”\n\n“Good. That’ll do you well here.”\n\n“On three? You count.”\n\n“Sounds good. One…” Zara’s paws found their place on the back of his head. “Two…” She bent forward a little bit, one leg coming forward, the other hitching back. “...Three.”\n\nAnd then she thrust forward, burying herself in the otter’s short maw in one smooth, quick movement, enough to make him jerk and buck even while she was still only halfway hard. This close to him Vera could feel his muscles tensing up in the reflexive gag, then followed by the little puff of breath that came after – then Zara squeezed his head, drew back, and thrust forward again, earning a second jerk and pulse out of him.\n\nThen another, and again, and again, her hips smacking against his lips, his ears flicking back, his eyes wrenching shut… his shoulders lifting up in the unavoidable, body-shaking pulse of a lurching gag, the noise spluttering wetly out around the hyena’s cock in his maw, sticky drool spattering from his lips. Lukas moaned softly and then caught himself, swallowing just in time for Zara to bury herself deep once more.\n\nVera could almost feel it herself with each of those powerful lurches, Lukas’s entire body trembling with the force of his gagging. Each time he tried to catch his breath Zara just drew back and pounded forward again, and his breath would catch in his throat or punch out through his nose or between his lips, strings of piss-stained drool flinging free, dribbling down his chin, hanging in sticky ropes. Even still tightly shut, the tears from the forced gags started to gather at the edges of his eyes; Vera wrapped her arms more fully around him, fingers spreading along his bare chest, feeling the uneven beat of his heart, the powerful, reflexive jerks of his muscles, the way his lungs fluttered with his breathing in between his gags. She leaned forward over his shoulder, tempted to part her jaws and sink her fangs into his sleek, supple neck, veins and tendons bulging and straining – and made sure that the wide bowl still waited in its proper place between his spread legs, his full arousal twitching and dribbling a thick strand of pre down across the side.\n\nIt was Zara shifting her stance that brought her back to the present, though, and Vera twitched to the side as the hyena brought one of her legs up. She planted it in against Lukas’s other shoulder so that she could fold herself over the otter, her back arched and her eyes closed, her lips drawn back in an eager, scowling grin; she huffed and puffed as she forcibly thrust between his lips, smacking herself into his throat with no regard for the way he choked and spluttered and coughed.\n\n“I… love the way… you…” The hyena giggled. “Tighten up, every time you – yeah. Yeah. Every time you do that, it… feels so…”\n\nAnother lurch, another gag, another wet, spluttering cough – and sizzling warm wetness dribbled out across Vera’s arm wrapped across Lukas’s chest. She leaned in again, pressing her chest to his back, feeling his pulsing heartbeat through his body, his struggles to catch his breath, how his attention had shifted from pleasing Zara to instead keeping himself under control. Then he jerked again, and bucked, and jerked; for a moment his breathing halted, his muscles tensing up, his moan clipping away into a half-groan-\n\n-and then his shoulders pitched back against Vera, and he swung forward, and coughed and spluttered and gagged again, and more of that warm wetness sprayed forth from his mouth clamped around Zara’s cock. A good two mouthfuls of the hyena’s piss, recently swallowed, nowhere near processed through Lukas’s body, welled right back up through his throat and poured free from whatever escape it could find, staining the hyena’s pale fur to a dim yellow, splashing back across his chest as he returned what she had given him; trembling slightly, Vera brought one paw up from his chest to brush across his chin, feeling the way it poured freely down from there, dripping and hanging in sticky strands. Lukas moaned again, nostrils flaring out, then jerked underneath another thrust forward, and another heave as the muscles of his throat rebelled against him, rejecting the hyena’s mark and pouring it forth, spraying from his lips, down his chin, even from his nose and into Zara’s pubic.\n\n“Good boy,” she purred, still not letting up in her thrusting. “Good boy, that’s right. Get me nice and – sloppy and wet. Swallow it all… again…”\n\nBut, naturally, Lukas did precisely the opposite of that. Paws and arms shaking, he gave up another burst of her piss from within his belly, this time drawing back so that it poured freely forth from his parted lips – and splashed messily into the bowl between his legs, already overflowing with the pale yellow liquid made cloudy from its return trip down his throat and back. Instead of keeping his lips tight around Zara’s now fully hard cock, he just hung his head slightly limp, mouth open and breathing ragged, loose strands of drool mixed with piss mixed with the slime of his throat and stomach hanging free.\n\nGradually Zara slowed in her thrusting, slid her footpaw down off his shoulder, and then drew back, though still she dropped a paw to stroke across herself a few times. More of that thick, sticky sludge dribbled across her shaft and stained her pads; Vera followed that paw with every fiber of her being, imagining the hyena reaching forward to smear it across the side of her face, wiping it off on her nose, forcing her maw open and grinding it against the full length of her tongue; she wanted to suck it out of her fur, to taste her piss and Lukas’s breath and drool – and as she thought about it, Lukas hitched and jerked in her embrace again, and this time spilled forth another mouthful unprompted, the pale yellow pouring out and splashing down into the overflowing bowl.\n\nVera’s heart pounded. Concern for the otter warred against her simmering, sizzling, boiling arousal; she couldn’t take her eyes from the foggy slop in the bowl between his legs, and the greasy, slimy strands hanging from his lips, stretching across his arm when he wiped at his mouth.\n\nThe moment rolling to its conclusion, Zara knelt down before him, grimaced, and halfway turned her muzzle away. “You okay there? As much as I’d love to keep on going – that felt, like, really fucking good – I gotta make sure you’re not about to, y’know…”\n\n“Yeah.” Lukas nodded, mouth open and panting; he closed his eyes, pressed his lips together, stifled another burp… then sighed out once more. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m… I’m good. It’s not – quite as nice on the way back up, as it is…” Another hiccup followed by a strained, forced swallow, and he briefly groaned afterwards. “As it is on the way down. But, still – not the worst I’ve done. And, besides, now…”\n\nStill a little shaky, the otter lowered himself back down, wiped at his nose and mouth again, took a moment to gather himself, and then opened his eyes to look at Vera. Once again he swallowed.\n\n“Your turn.” He motioned down to the filled bowl.\n\nVera almost couldn’t believe this was happening. She looked from him, down to the sloppy, slimy mess that filled the bowl, then up to where Zara crouched before both of him, hard cock twitching down between her legs, dripping with the same discolored mess.\n\n“Don’t look at me,” the hyena rumbled. “My part’s all done. That’s all yours, beautiful.”\n\nEach inhalation carried that same rich scent of hyena piss, now tainted through and through with the sharp, sour sting of the inside of Lukas’s stomach – in itself not an unfamiliar taste to the maned wolfess, as she had certainly worked her tongue down into his chest on at least three separate occasions before. Paws trembling, heart pounding, mouth open, she reached forward and down towards the bowl; its dank, humid heat wafted up and off of it so that she thought it should be visibly steaming, and when she picked it up, more of the mess slopped over the sides and splashed across her fingers, the touch like bolts of lightning ricocheting up her arms. It was heavy, filled to the brim – this was just in his stomach, she thought, and before that, in her bladder – but becoming less so as she lifted it up; the scent stabbed at her nostrils and burned the back of her throat when she inhaled, and for a moment she hesitated there, just lingering over the swirling, oily surface… and then she lifted it up further, pressed her lips to the rim, tilted it back – felt it sweep in to fill her maw, sharp, sour, salty, a little bit bitter, musky-\n\n-and she swallowed. And then she swallowed again, and again, just as Lukas had done, Vera now swallowing the very same liquid that he had and then had rejected, after having his turn with it. It felt like it almost burned the inside of her mouth and her throat when she drank it, that layer of sticky slime coating every inch of bared flesh; she tilted the bowl faster than she could drink, welcoming it to spill down out of the corners of her mouth and pour across her chest, matting down her fur and skin. Each swallow made her want to gag as well, shoulders tightening and stomach straining, but still she pushed through, gulp after gulp, forcing herself to inhale in between each swallow so that she could taste it all over again, Zara and Lukas and her own arousal.\n\nAnd then the last sticky, slimy dregs ran across her lips and hung there, and with a shaky, bubbly burp of her own, Vera settled down, lowered the bowl from her mouth, and took a few moments to catch her breath, each one tasting like both of them. Zara stared at her, mouth open and quirked in a disbelieving smile; Lukas watched her with hazy eyes, still wiping the dribbles from his lips.\n\n“Is… was that…” The hyena blinked. “Good… for you?”\n\nEmbarrassment began to trickle in. “I-”\n\nLukas breathed a little chuckle. “This is really saying something, and you know it,” he said, “but – I’ve never wanted to make out with you more than I do right now.”\n\nVera stared at him. Her stomach rumbled and churned; she turned her head to stifle another burp, hissing the sharp taste out through her nose, and then flicked her tongue out across her lips. “I mean… is that a request?”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“And you’re sure about this? I’m about to – fuckin’ burst at the seams. Last chance to dip out.”

Vera glanced from where the hyena stood, pale slate-colored stripes ringing her bared fur from head to toe, over to the otter who knelt dutifully before her. Lukas wet his lips, swallowed, thought for just one moment longer, and then nodded again, looking up past Zara’s small, pert breasts towards where she looked down at him, head angled to one side, polishing off the last of her water bottle.

Again. Vera tilted her head, heart fluttering in her chest. That would be the fourth time Zara had drained it since arriving, not counting the refill she had just been finishing before coming to the door, and the first thing she had said – other than “hey, maney” – was that she had done two more before heading over. By this point she thought she could almost see the bulge swelling out in the hyena’s lower belly, right above the puff of her pubic fur also fully on display… and as if feeling Vera’s gaze Zara tossed the empty bottle aside, rubbed her paw right across that spot, and then angled her hips forward, fingers coming down to cup beneath her shaft and swing it forward.

Lukas blinked one eye, reflexively lifting up so that she smacked gently against his cheek. “Can you piss while hard?”

“Who do you think I am? Of course I can.” Zara braced her other paw against her hip, now leaning back further – and this time Vera could definitely see the swell of her bladder through her belly. “Good thing, too, since – needing to piss always gets me halfway there.” She gave herself another jiggle for good measure, half-hard length thumping against the otter’s nose. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, yeah, I’m about to – blow up. You sure doing it right here is okay, maney? We could, like… stand in the bathtub, or – go out back, or…”

Vera’s tall ears perked, and another flutter jolted through her system. She folded her arms in front of herself where she knelt a short distance away, the heat of her own arousal simmering between her thighs. “Yeah, this is fine,” she assured the hyena. “Just – make sure that… the bowl there is, um…”

Lukas glanced down, then nudged it more into place. “I gotcha. Don’t worry about that.”

“I just – don’t want it to-”

“I can’t promise I won’t miss,” he chirped, warm blue eyes flicking her way, “but also, you can bet there’ll be more than enough to make up for it.”

Zara breathed a tight sigh out from between clenched teeth. “Hooh yeah, there will be. Are we ready to go, now? I’m about to start hoppin’ from foot to foot like a cartoon character.”

“Yeah. Yeah, sorry, um…” Lukas straightened up, swallowed again, then reached forward, paws settling in on the hyena’s hips. Webbed fingers squished gently into Zara’s fur and flesh, finding a good spot to grasp, holding there; she watched him for a moment, still holding the base of her cock, and lifted up as his muzzle came in… so that she could then rest herself right down along his waiting tongue, jaws opened, eyes fixed at a point right there among her pubic fur. “Ahkay. Hready.”

“You gonna just – keep your mouth open like that?”

Lukas rolled his eyes. He drew back again. “Everyone I’ve drunk from has told me it’s easier to start if I keep my mouth open first, and then close it once they’re going.”

“Everyone you’ve drunk from hasn’t had to piss enough. Get back in place or I’m gonna soak that pretty fur of yours.”

Once again he leaned in, mouth open, tongue waiting, and once again Vera’s breath hitched in her throat as she watched. Zara tapped the end of her shaft down against his tongue a few times and then rested it there, that paw moving to her other hip as well; she licked her lips, closed her eyes, tilted her head back, took in a breath…

...and then sighed out, gently at first and then in a quick, hissing rush as her stream began. Lukas jumped with the first little sprays of it, sparkling yellow so pale it was nearly transparent flinging up against the roof of his mouth; his eyes fluttered more widely open and his grip tightened on her waist, and then he moved in closer, lips starting to purse, to close in around the base of her cock, nose pushing into that puff of her, and then once against his eyes slid slowly shut. His nostrils flared, he took in a steady breath of the hyena’s scent, his cheeks ballooned gently outwards, and then he audibly swallowed.

And then he did so again… and again… and again, each time stealing another snatch of breath in between, working himself into a rhythm between breathing and drinking. Vera could hear each swallow from where she knelt, watching in rhythm with the way his throat pulsed, how his nose twitched, how his ears flicked; Zara let her head roll forward to look down at him as she drank down every drop of the water that had made its way through her body, her paws now moving from her sides to his muzzle, then back around to the back of his head.

“There you go…” she murmured, brushy tail giving a flick. “God, that’s… so much better. Tap if you need a break. I can – stop pissing right in the middle, if-”

“Mm-mm.” Eyes still closed, nose still buried in her pubes, Lukas shook his head from side to side. He kept his lips pursed tight around the base of her shaft, struggling to keep up with the pace of her release but still pushing through. One of his paws dropped down to rub at his belly, then kept on going further towards where his own arousal twitched between his legs. “Mmm…”

“Well, alright. I ain’t even halfway there yet, I think, so don’t mind if I… just…”

Zara tightened her grip on his head and then yanked him down into place, halfway bending over the otter to thoroughly bury him between her legs. Vera leaned forward for a closer look, shifting one paw to the ground in front of her; Zara’s eyes fluttered shut again and she gritted her teeth, tail lifting up a little bit, the puckered wrinkles of her tailhole winking and flexing as she worked her muscles.

“Haa-aah, God, you’re… doing a really good job, Luke…” She licked her lips again. “Every time you swallow, it’s like – I stop pissing, and then I start again, and I get that… fucking awesome relief all over, again and again, and…”

She trailed off but her mouth remained open, lips going slack, eyes rolling back. When she breathed in her nose trembled with sweet, indulgent relief; each time she sighed out it was alongside a low voiced moan, her chest falling a little bit further as her bladder emptied and that bulge in her belly reduced, tail turning from an unsteady twitch into a smooth, contented wag. By this point Lukas had again ceased his own stroking and now kept both paws planted against the ground for the way Zara bent over him, struggling to keep himself upright, his eyes wrenched shut, his back arched. Bit by bit his fingers started to curl; little dribbles of that pale yellow bubbled from the edges of his mouth and spilled down his chin; he coughed once, spluttered, coughed again – and then relaxed as, assumedly, the hyena finally emptied herself completely out, the tension dribbling away from all of her muscles, her mane slowly flattening back down.

“God,” she breathed again, and straightened back up. Still, though, she kept herself between his lips; she rubbed behind one of Lukas’s ears, his slightly tear-rimmed eyes twitching open. “I really needed that. I’m surprised you managed to drink all of it. You’re a bit smaller than me; if I felt like I was about to explode, then-”

“No, I-” The otter grimaced, pressed a paw to his muzzle, and half-suppressed a rather wet, sticky burp. He swallowed again, licked the drips from his lips, sighed… hiccuped again, hitched his shoulders a bit, swallowed again. “Oof. Yeah. Yeah, I’m – definitely at my limit, I…” Another swallow, and his next breath left his nose in a quick rush – and then he hiccuped again, this time with his paw going to his mouth at just the last second before he had to swallow and sigh again. “Yeah. Tasted that twice. You drink a lot of diet soda, don’t you?”

“Not today. But normally, yeah.”

“Yeah. I can taste it.”

“You’re not the first to tell me that.” Zara reached up for the ceiling, stretching her arms over her head, and twisted her body this way and that – likely making sure to brush her half-hard shaft across Lukas’s piss-stained muzzle as she went. “You still up for what’s coming next, otter boy?”

“Oh yeah. Hell, it might-” He burped again. “-happen regardless of your further participation. I really feel overfull.”

The hyena turned to Vera as well. “You too?”

But of course she had no need to ask. Vera felt her ears swing in the air as she fervently nodded, tongue dancing across her fangs in anticipation.

“Great. Get over here, then. I’m sure you’ll want front row seats.”

Not needing to be told twice, the maned wolfess hoisted herself up, stepped over, and then dropped back down beside the two, this time just behind Lukas. The otter leaned back to bump against her, his familiar scent wafting across her – and, of course, tainted with the rich, strong spice of fresh hyena mark.

“Hi,” she murmured, unsure what else to say. Lukas’s whiskers twitched.

“Hey,” he said in return, voice just as soft. His muzzle bumped against hers, and she couldn’t help but flick her tongue out to taste some of Zara’s piss soaked into his fur there. “You know I wouldn’t do this for pretty much anyone other than you, right?”

Vera’s ears flicked again. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I don’t want to make you-”

“You’re not making me do anything.” As he spoke he reached forward, once again turning Zara’s lower body to face him, and ran his nose up along the side of her shaft. She gave him an appreciative throb at the touch, then another as he nuzzled into place, came back towards the end, slid down again… flicked his tongue out, cupped it along the underside, once again drew towards the tip. “I wanted to do this. I still do. For you, and – hey, it does sound like it’ll be fun.” He looked back up towards Zara, and Vera followed his gaze.

Rich mulberry eyes glittered down at them. “Y’all two done chatting? As much as I love watching cute boys chug my piss, I still need to use his mouth.” Zara scratched at a spot on her chin. “And his throat a bit. Gotta really make sure to dig at that uvula of his. How are you at deepthroating?”

Gradually the otter’s paws returned to her waist. He rested the end of her cock against his lips, breathing in its scent, his own breath carrying the warm spice of her piss so well that even Vera could smell it. “Not as good as you’d think I’d be.”

“Good. That’ll do you well here.”

“On three? You count.”

“Sounds good. One…” Zara’s paws found their place on the back of his head. “Two…” She bent forward a little bit, one leg coming forward, the other hitching back. “...Three.”

And then she thrust forward, burying herself in the otter’s short maw in one smooth, quick movement, enough to make him jerk and buck even while she was still only halfway hard. This close to him Vera could feel his muscles tensing up in the reflexive gag, then followed by the little puff of breath that came after – then Zara squeezed his head, drew back, and thrust forward again, earning a second jerk and pulse out of him.

Then another, and again, and again, her hips smacking against his lips, his ears flicking back, his eyes wrenching shut… his shoulders lifting up in the unavoidable, body-shaking pulse of a lurching gag, the noise spluttering wetly out around the hyena’s cock in his maw, sticky drool spattering from his lips. Lukas moaned softly and then caught himself, swallowing just in time for Zara to bury herself deep once more.

Vera could almost feel it herself with each of those powerful lurches, Lukas’s entire body trembling with the force of his gagging. Each time he tried to catch his breath Zara just drew back and pounded forward again, and his breath would catch in his throat or punch out through his nose or between his lips, strings of piss-stained drool flinging free, dribbling down his chin, hanging in sticky ropes. Even still tightly shut, the tears from the forced gags started to gather at the edges of his eyes; Vera wrapped her arms more fully around him, fingers spreading along his bare chest, feeling the uneven beat of his heart, the powerful, reflexive jerks of his muscles, the way his lungs fluttered with his breathing in between his gags. She leaned forward over his shoulder, tempted to part her jaws and sink her fangs into his sleek, supple neck, veins and tendons bulging and straining – and made sure that the wide bowl still waited in its proper place between his spread legs, his full arousal twitching and dribbling a thick strand of pre down across the side.

It was Zara shifting her stance that brought her back to the present, though, and Vera twitched to the side as the hyena brought one of her legs up. She planted it in against Lukas’s other shoulder so that she could fold herself over the otter, her back arched and her eyes closed, her lips drawn back in an eager, scowling grin; she huffed and puffed as she forcibly thrust between his lips, smacking herself into his throat with no regard for the way he choked and spluttered and coughed.

“I… love the way… you…” The hyena giggled. “Tighten up, every time you – yeah. Yeah. Every time you do that, it… feels so…”

Another lurch, another gag, another wet, spluttering cough – and sizzling warm wetness dribbled out across Vera’s arm wrapped across Lukas’s chest. She leaned in again, pressing her chest to his back, feeling his pulsing heartbeat through his body, his struggles to catch his breath, how his attention had shifted from pleasing Zara to instead keeping himself under control. Then he jerked again, and bucked, and jerked; for a moment his breathing halted, his muscles tensing up, his moan clipping away into a half-groan-

-and then his shoulders pitched back against Vera, and he swung forward, and coughed and spluttered and gagged again, and more of that warm wetness sprayed forth from his mouth clamped around Zara’s cock. A good two mouthfuls of the hyena’s piss, recently swallowed, nowhere near processed through Lukas’s body, welled right back up through his throat and poured free from whatever escape it could find, staining the hyena’s pale fur to a dim yellow, splashing back across his chest as he returned what she had given him; trembling slightly, Vera brought one paw up from his chest to brush across his chin, feeling the way it poured freely down from there, dripping and hanging in sticky strands. Lukas moaned again, nostrils flaring out, then jerked underneath another thrust forward, and another heave as the muscles of his throat rebelled against him, rejecting the hyena’s mark and pouring it forth, spraying from his lips, down his chin, even from his nose and into Zara’s pubic.

“Good boy,” she purred, still not letting up in her thrusting. “Good boy, that’s right. Get me nice and – sloppy and wet. Swallow it all… again…”

But, naturally, Lukas did precisely the opposite of that. Paws and arms shaking, he gave up another burst of her piss from within his belly, this time drawing back so that it poured freely forth from his parted lips – and splashed messily into the bowl between his legs, already overflowing with the pale yellow liquid made cloudy from its return trip down his throat and back. Instead of keeping his lips tight around Zara’s now fully hard cock, he just hung his head slightly limp, mouth open and breathing ragged, loose strands of drool mixed with piss mixed with the slime of his throat and stomach hanging free.

Gradually Zara slowed in her thrusting, slid her footpaw down off his shoulder, and then drew back, though still she dropped a paw to stroke across herself a few times. More of that thick, sticky sludge dribbled across her shaft and stained her pads; Vera followed that paw with every fiber of her being, imagining the hyena reaching forward to smear it across the side of her face, wiping it off on her nose, forcing her maw open and grinding it against the full length of her tongue; she wanted to suck it out of her fur, to taste her piss and Lukas’s breath and drool – and as she thought about it, Lukas hitched and jerked in her embrace again, and this time spilled forth another mouthful unprompted, the pale yellow pouring out and splashing down into the overflowing bowl.

Vera’s heart pounded. Concern for the otter warred against her simmering, sizzling, boiling arousal; she couldn’t take her eyes from the foggy slop in the bowl between his legs, and the greasy, slimy strands hanging from his lips, stretching across his arm when he wiped at his mouth.

The moment rolling to its conclusion, Zara knelt down before him, grimaced, and halfway turned her muzzle away. “You okay there? As much as I’d love to keep on going – that felt, like, really fucking good – I gotta make sure you’re not about to, y’know…”

“Yeah.” Lukas nodded, mouth open and panting; he closed his eyes, pressed his lips together, stifled another burp… then sighed out once more. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m… I’m good. It’s not – quite as nice on the way back up, as it is…” Another hiccup followed by a strained, forced swallow, and he briefly groaned afterwards. “As it is on the way down. But, still – not the worst I’ve done. And, besides, now…”

Still a little shaky, the otter lowered himself back down, wiped at his nose and mouth again, took a moment to gather himself, and then opened his eyes to look at Vera. Once again he swallowed.

“Your turn.” He motioned down to the filled bowl.

Vera almost couldn’t believe this was happening. She looked from him, down to the sloppy, slimy mess that filled the bowl, then up to where Zara crouched before both of him, hard cock twitching down between her legs, dripping with the same discolored mess.

“Don’t look at me,” the hyena rumbled. “My part’s all done. That’s all yours, beautiful.”

Each inhalation carried that same rich scent of hyena piss, now tainted through and through with the sharp, sour sting of the inside of Lukas’s stomach – in itself not an unfamiliar taste to the maned wolfess, as she had certainly worked her tongue down into his chest on at least three separate occasions before. Paws trembling, heart pounding, mouth open, she reached forward and down towards the bowl; its dank, humid heat wafted up and off of it so that she thought it should be visibly steaming, and when she picked it up, more of the mess slopped over the sides and splashed across her fingers, the touch like bolts of lightning ricocheting up her arms. It was heavy, filled to the brim – this was just in his stomach, she thought, and before that, in her bladder – but becoming less so as she lifted it up; the scent stabbed at her nostrils and burned the back of her throat when she inhaled, and for a moment she hesitated there, just lingering over the swirling, oily surface… and then she lifted it up further, pressed her lips to the rim, tilted it back – felt it sweep in to fill her maw, sharp, sour, salty, a little bit bitter, musky-

-and she swallowed. And then she swallowed again, and again, just as Lukas had done, Vera now swallowing the very same liquid that he had and then had rejected, after having his turn with it. It felt like it almost burned the inside of her mouth and her throat when she drank it, that layer of sticky slime coating every inch of bared flesh; she tilted the bowl faster than she could drink, welcoming it to spill down out of the corners of her mouth and pour across her chest, matting down her fur and skin. Each swallow made her want to gag as well, shoulders tightening and stomach straining, but still she pushed through, gulp after gulp, forcing herself to inhale in between each swallow so that she could taste it all over again, Zara and Lukas and her own arousal.

And then the last sticky, slimy dregs ran across her lips and hung there, and with a shaky, bubbly burp of her own, Vera settled down, lowered the bowl from her mouth, and took a few moments to catch her breath, each one tasting like both of them. Zara stared at her, mouth open and quirked in a disbelieving smile; Lukas watched her with hazy eyes, still wiping the dribbles from his lips.

“Is… was that…” The hyena blinked. “Good… for you?”

Embarrassment began to trickle in. “I-”

Lukas breathed a little chuckle. “This is really saying something, and you know it,” he said, “but – I’ve never wanted to make out with you more than I do right now.”

Vera stared at him. Her stomach rumbled and churned; she turned her head to stifle another burp, hissing the sharp taste out through her nose, and then flicked her tongue out across her lips. “I mean… is that a request?”", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Backwash", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "9" }