Year of the Tiger Chapter Six: First Course

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            Something about getting on Hector’s nerves was oddly cathartic for Fian once the husky saw the number of mice that now ran around Hybrid House. Her own mansion was locked up and secured, only the bare minimum staff remained to maintain the premises. She intended on staying where she was for a while at the very least, as she enjoyed the change of scenery.

            Navigating a way to meet the needs of her wealthy clients while there was a bit of a challenge, but certainly nothing she hadn’t done before. Hybrid House’s luxurious interior allowed for grand spectacles and parties for just such an occasion. The first she intended to host there was going to be a much smaller affair, however, which she found to be greatly preferred.

            This was a newcomer, as Wyatt informed her upon first making the meeting. A rare occasion indeed, she only ever got one any time she was on Earth. Exuberantly wealthy individuals were already rare, and there was a very secretive avenue for which the tiger goddess could be sought out. And even then, they needed to be at the right place at the right time with their personal incredulity tossed away.

            Such occasions were always a reason to celebrate, if not for the guaranteed paradise after death, then the substantial donation that it required. Lemaly and Fian’s coffers weren’t limitless, after all, and the tiger goddess made sure to eat through her fair share.

            “What can you tell me about this new person?” Fian asked as she nursed a mixed drink while leaning against the deck railing of the front porch. The expansive front yard stretched on for what seemed like eternity, stopped only by distant hills that sat at the limit of mortal eyes. The driveway that led up to the mansion was the only unnatural adornment to the whole scene and it was yet to be disturbed by a vehicle. That was set to change soon, as she could hear the rumble of an approaching limousine.

            “She’s the heiress of another client of yours,” Wyatt replied. “Black Field Inc. The military software developer. She rose to the rank of CFO nearly right out of university, no doubt helped by nepotism. She also has substantial investments in various crypto currencies and the stock of Black Field. Suffice to say money is no issue for her.”

            “When is it ever?” Fian snickered and straightened her back when she spotted the long car take a wide corner that had it heading right for them. “Does that mean her mother will be joining us?”

            “That’s right, Madam Fian, as well as the president of Hammer&Key and his two sons. They missed the party you hosted two months ago so they are taking this opportunity to pay homage,” the mouse explained as he focused on the approaching vehicle.

            The front door opened from behind the two and Bax poked his head out just far enough to say “The preparations are all finalized.”

            “Thank you, Bax,” Wyatt said and waved his paw. The other mouse vanished as quickly as he had appeared. Fian had only gotten a glance at him before the limo finally slowed and followed the circular path that had it coming to a stop right in front of the porch.

            With the engine still running, the chauffer, a Hybrid House husky with public appropriate attire, jumped out and opened the doors on the opposite side that faced the house. None of the occupants hesitated in coming out as they must have all been eager to stretch their legs. It was quite the drive from Hybrid House to the nearest city, assuming they flew in and didn’t have a home of their own nearby.  

            The first was a tall male wolf with silver fur that was lighter in color than what was normal for his kind. The two other lupine that followed him out looked almost identical in muzzle shape and body form, though they were a bit shorter. All three wore black suits that hugged their athletic figures with hardly a stray wrinkle marring the quality fabric.

            Next were the mother and daughter duo, orange furred vixens with their long hair held up in buns. They each had on flowing gray dresses that stopped short of dragging along the ground, despite the rhinestone studded sandals that they wore having barely any platformed heel.

            The chauffer bowed as he closed the door behind them and then trotted off to park the limo. It was at this time that Wyatt took over and made his way down the porch steps to greet the group. “Welcome to Hybrid House!” he called out cheerfully and swept his arms wide. “I hope that your ride here was pleasant. We do apologize once again for the change in venue, but rest assured that no amenity has been spared for your duration here. Please, follow us.”

            While he talked, all eyes fixed to the small mouse and a range of general surprise showed on the guests’ faces. Given that Hybrid House was most often attended by politicians, the wealthy elite that were Fian’s responsibility weren’t use to the revealing attire that she and those of the mansion wore. Despite that, Wyatt had gone to great lengths to inform them of this aspect before arriving, seeing it was something different.

            The three wolves and the older vixen were quick to reign in their shock, since they knew in some capacity of the explicit acts that the tiger goddess put on for her parties. The younger vixen had a harder time shaking the expression, more so when she looked up to see Fian’s similarly revealing clothes.

            The tiger goddess smirked and finished off her drink as Wyatt turned and led the five up the porch. She leaned back from the railing and faced these newcomers as they walked past on their way to the front door.

            “Good day, Madam Fian, it’s very good to see you again,” the wolf father said respectfully and bowed to her.

            “And you as well, Josh, glad you were able to make it this time,” she replied and then turned to nod at each of his sons as they similarly bowed and offered her the same kind of greeting. “Feel free to go in, Bax will show you the way and I’ll join you soon enough. I have someone new to get acquainted with for the time being.”

            “Of course, Madam Fian,” Josh replied with a warm smile and then led his sons through the front door where the other mouse was waiting. As soon as they were out of sight, the vixens approached for their turn to greet the tiger goddess.

            “Good day, Madam Fian,” the older fox said cheerfully and bowed as deep as the wolf had before her.

            “Good day, Lissa,” the tiger goddess replied and then turned her eyes to the younger woman that nervously stayed back with paws clasped in front of her. “And you must be…”

            “This is my daughter, Alice. Alice, come meet Madam Fian. She’s the tiger goddess and who you’ll be paying homage to from now on,” Lissa said and beckoned the other over with a wave of her paw.

            Alice was slow to respond but she eventually shuffled closer. She looked up at the curtain of bangs that hung in front of Fian’s face and became confused on where she should actually fix her gaze. Momentary panic took hold and she spent a couple seconds franticly darting her eyes around the deity’s visage before she ultimately turned them down to the ground. She could feel the flush cross her cheeks and she hoped it didn’t show too obviously through her fur.

            “It’s very nice to meet you, Alice. Wyatt was just telling me of your accomplishments before you arrived. Success appears to run deep in your family, regardless of age,” Fian rumbled pleasantly and leaned her hip against the porch railing.

            “Th-thank you, Madam Fian,” Alice mumbled and furrowed her brow. She shot a quick glance at her mother for some kind of sign of what to do next but the other vixen only beamed back confidently.

            “We have much to discuss then, Alice. We’ll need to get to know each other very well before any donation is accepted and you receive your gift. Lissa, follow Bax with the others. Alice, just follow Wyatt and I,” the tiger goddess said and gestured for the mouse to open the front door. He was already on his way and swung the large panel aside for the three women to move through. Neither vixen said anything else, instead just going along with what was requested.

            Barely a few feet inside and the vixens separated. Fian took the lead and turned towards a flight of stairs that was just off from the foyer, leaving Bax to bring the others towards the mouth watering scents of food and pleasantly chiming music. Wyatt strode beside Alice and curtailed her from following her mother with his mere presence, instead subtly encouraging her to turn with Fian.

            The young vixen almost didn’t notice the divergence, as she couldn’t help but stare at the tiger goddess’s gorgeous backside as it stuck out from under her corset. The way Fian’s firm, muscular buttcheeks swayed with each step had her entranced. Even the ever so gentle bounce that accompanied each motion nearly had her drooling with strange hunger that she hadn’t ever experienced before.

            Little did Alice realize that the tiger goddess’s aura was already spreading through her mind and affecting her body. Her cheeks flushed without notice and her thoughts idly turned to devious subjects.

            The tiger goddess could practically taste these new developments in the vixen, even if she couldn’t read her mind. It was why she kept her tail swaying high as they climbed a set of stairs and only allowed it to droop when they reached the landing. She also let her hips sway only somewhat exaggeratedly as they continued on down a hallway that passed by a few rooms, some meant for guests while others were lounges for entertainment.

            No words were exchanged among the three as they went along and the vixen started to grow somewhat anxious. The more she was alone in the presence of this supposed deity the more unsettling the situation became. This wasn’t the first time she had been with powerful figures; she had grown up in the affluent world of the mega-rich, but this was something entirely different.

            Eventually the small group reached their destination, a lofted space that over looked the grand dining room where most of Lemaly’s parties and events were held. The massive room below had been fitted with a few tables that held a massive assortment of food, and between them were peculiar stages that looked cushiony enough to lie on. It was where Lissa and the three wolves now resided and had taken to the offered entertainment of Hybrid House.

            Fian strode up to the edge of the loft and leaned against the railing to survey the scenery. Alice joined her and gasped when she saw what her mother was engaged in.

            The older vixen had taken two of Lemaly’s huskies to one of the soft stages and completely undressed. She didn’t waste time in getting intimate, as one large dog was busily thrusting up into her from below while the other took her backside from behind. Her moans couldn’t be heard through the distance and drumming music that played from nearby speakers, but the way her mouth hung open told that she wasn’t worried about anyone hearing her pleasured cries.

            The three wolves were engaged in somewhat similar behavior, though far enough apart that there wasn’t a worry of each other’s visual presence hindering their fun. Josh was being garnered by one of the few female huskies that Lemaly kept under her employment. Unlike the males, these dogs were more petite in stature and clearly selected for their conventionally attractive features. Big breasts, curvy figures, and round backsides made for physiques that might otherwise be seen on magazine covers.

            The tiger goddess smirked as she continued to look on, she found that while one son had taken to a woman like his father, the remaining son was courting Bax quite dominantly. She had tasted that particular aspect of him the first time they met when she was last on Earth and was pleased to see her suspicions were correct.

            Alice took an unsteady step back and turned around. Her eyes stared wide at the far wall but focused on nothing in particular. Fian noticed the change and giggled as she also moved away from the railing and over to a large comfortable chair that was set towards the far side of the loft.

            “I hope I didn’t shock you too badly, Alice, but it’s good that you understand the kinds of meetings that take place in our residents if you hope to join our exclusive club,” the tiger goddess said as she went along. The vixen followed behind like she had been, though she didn’t feel like it was a conscious decision.

            “I…guessed that something of the sort went on when my mother would pay homage to you. I just wasn’t…expecting to see her naked today, is all. Or getting DPed,” Alice mumbled and folded her arms over her chest.

            “Surely you must have discussed some level of intimate detail with her before arriving here,” Fian pressed and glanced over her shoulder. Alice looked up when she caught the slight movement and, for the first time ever, caught a brief glimpse of the tiger goddess’s glowing white eye beyond her hair.

            “Not really. I think she thought that keeping it a secret would… I don’t really know. Maybe make it more fun? Or less awkward?” the vixen confessed in a low voice, almost talking to herself.

            “Alas, there’s no good way to explain what it is that members get up to here. But it almost always pertains to the more carnal realm. That is what is meant by paying homage,” Fian explained.

            Alice snickered and quirked a brow. “Paying homage is just fucking in one of your mansions? I thought it required a literal payment,” the vixen said.

            “There is a substantial donation that is required upon acceptance, then yearly dues, but that’s about it as far as monetary forfeiture. But when I’m on Earth, I expect homage to be paid physically. You see, as a deity, I am able to consume and taste emotions. Pleasure that those around me feel is also felt by me even if I’m not touching anyone. It’s a lot like eating food, in a way,” Fian explained as she stroked the back of the chair’s plush, quality texture, still having yet to sit down on it. She did eventually meander to the front and ready herself.

            Alice stopped just a couple feet away and sized up the tiger goddess one last time, fulling taking in her statue-esque figure. “So, you really are a goddess? Like, one from mythology? Where you sit up in the clouds and judge people when they die?”

            Fian laughed and set one paw on her hip. “No, exaggeration, that’s exactly what I am. Myself and eleven others were tasked long ago with counting the moral weight of each soul that passes on into the afterlife. Those that led fulfilling lives, bountiful in selflessness and lacking in harm, are rewarded with a paradise of their own construction that is tailored to suit their desires for all eternity, whatever they might be.”

            Alice gazed at the front of the tiger goddess’s hair as she spoke, nodding along in understanding. At the end, she felt her mouth go dry and she had to swallow before asking, “And what about the souls that are selfish and harmful?”

            “Those souls carry a taint on them that must be purged through a period in damnation, then they are recycled into a new mortal body to try again,” Fian answered.

            “How often are souls recycled this way?”

            “I’m afraid I have no idea. Deities are only able to see the extent of a soul after it has been through life. But if I would make a guess, I’d say that every single soul that has ever passed on into paradise has gone through damnation at least once.”

            “What makes you think that?” Alice’s posture began to soften the longer their conversation went on, and her arms eventually fell to her sides.

            The corner of Fian’s mouth turned in an amused smirk as she raised a paw in front of her face with her thumb and forefinger held barely apart. “Because no matter how beautiful and pure a soul is that comes through to be judged, there’s always the tiniest little fleck of darkness hidden away in the farthest recess of who they are.”

            The vixen slowly nodded her head as she digested all of this information. Silence fell around them, and in that time, Timothy and Sebastian joined them in the loft. They approached from behind the vixen and she immediately felt their presence, so she turned to watch them.

            “Ah, the interview can finally get underway. Alice, these two fine men will be taking part in the process with you,” Fian said and finally settled down onto the chair.

            “Right, the interview,” the vixen mumbled as her eyes fixed to the soft exposed cocks between each of the mice’s legs. While she was a bit taller and likely stronger than them both, their combined company made her feel like she wasn’t the one in control. The familiar twinge of excitement also came back that made her belly and cheeks feel warm. It was like her insides fluttered with butterflies. “My mother didn’t really prepare me for what kind of questions you’d have for me. I must admit, I don’t do well with thinking on my feet.”

            “It’s not that kind of interview, darling. My confidants will assist you in bringing forth your more vulnerable sides, from which I’ll sample your personality. If I like what I see, then you’ll have yourself a guaranteed ticket to paradise,” Fian explained and then beckoned to Wyatt with a curl of her paw, who had taken a stoic stance off to the side to stay out of the conversation up to that point.

            The head mouse trotted over to the tiger goddess and dropped to his knees in front of her like a well-trained pet. She immediately splayed her thighs as far as the chair allowed, giving him enough room to move his head between with paws set on top for balance. She chuffed pleasantly when the first licks started coming against her sensitive slit.

            “And a substantial donation,” Alice added softly, almost as an afterthought as she watched Wyatt start pleasing the tiger goddess.

            “That’s right,” Fian giggled.

            “A-are we… just going to do it on the floor?” the vixen asked as Timothy stepped closer and gently took her paw into his. She turned towards him as he began to draw her in one direction in time to see a large husky wheeling a massive bed to the middle of the loft. It was adorned with the plushest covers she had ever seen and a stack of pillows that stretched across the top.

            Sebastian eagerly climbed on top before it came to a rest and held his paw out for her to take. She approached slowly and accepted his offer, their eyes locking and sharing affectionate smiles. Timothy held her steady from the other side as she swung one leg.

            The blankets folded like a cloud around her knees as she climbed onto its surface. Despite how soft it all felt, a comforting firmness kept her from sinking too far into its depths as she crawled to the center. The mice waited patiently until she was between them before they moved in.

            Gentle paws caressed over her curves and pet down her silky fur as she was enveloped in a double hug. Their presence brought with a calming atmosphere that eased her mind, still not quite knowing how she should move or what she should do. Luckily, her suitors were well in control and took the lead by applying gentle kisses to her neck and shoulders while slowly tugging at her clothing.

            Stray shivers came with some of the affectionate touches as she was gradually undressed, some moans escaping as the more sensitive spots around her nape and ears were given attention. She stretched her arms above her head as the dress came over and was let to fall from the side of the bed. Now in just her underwear, the boys nudged her to lie back as one undid her bra and the other pulled down her panties.

            Alice happened to turn her head to look at the tiger goddess and found her to be lovingly admiring the scene. It was brief, as Sebastian obscured her view by taking her with a passionate kiss that had fresh blood rushing to her face. He was so gentle and sweet that she immediately melted into the embrace and opened her mouth to let his eager tongue slip in.

            From below, Timothy took to admiring the vixen’s legs and thighs by stroking down their length while kissing around her belly button. As he went lower, he gently encouraged her thighs to open and soon moved between them once there was enough room. Her knees bent and her pelvis lifted ever so slightly as his mouth finally reached her pussy. The pecks turned into licks, first teasing around just above her slit before sinking low and running the length of her heated lips.

            Alice flinched and yipped against Sebastian’s mouth as pleasure strongly radiated through her pelvis. She didn’t quite realize how eager she had become in the few minutes since arriving at the mansion, but now a demand for more took hold. Both thighs clamped Timothy’s head like a trap and her whole body shifted down to get as close as possible. The motion was rewarded with a growing wave of bliss as the mouse’s exploring tongue ground to her sensitive flesh and began playing at the entrance of her cunt.

            Sebastian similarly delved his tongue farther into her mouth and stroked it along her own, as if attempting to muffle the spilling moans that now frequently churned free. His closest paw had since wandered to her breasts and now playfully went back and forth from groping their soft roundness to stroking their nipples.

            The air soon became saturated with the vixen’s building pleasure even though her voice was effectively quieted. It had a taste that Fian found delectable as she watched on from the side. She idly nibbled at the tip of one gloved finger as the pleasure from between her own legs grew in concert with the other woman’s. Wyatt had since set his lips firm to her pussy and eagerly lapped between her folds to taste the spilling nectar of her arousal. From the side, the same husky that had provided the bed now offered her a wine glass with a bottle of crimson at the ready. She accepted the offering graciously and only told him to stop pouring when the beautifully aromatic liquid was at the brim.

            At some point, Sebastian turned his attention from her mouth and trailed down her throat on his way to her chest, allowing Alice another glimpse of the tiger goddess. “W-wait…I have so many more questions…” She called out; her voice tinged with pleasure as her partners started showing their prowess.

            “They’ll all be answered in due time,” Fian replied as she took a deep drink of her glass. And with that, the afternoon’s events were sealed.

            The vixen’s attention was immediately garnered back to the bed as she felt Timothy’s tongue push into her soaked pussy. Her body relaxed almost completely on its own, the covers seeming to mold around her like a comforting hug. All thoughts of wanting to talk on the subject of morality and deities slipped away while bliss grew in their place.

            Moans soon prominently spilled from Alice as gentle fingering accompanied the churning licks. Two digits sank deep into her wanting depths and dragged along the ceiling of her pussy as they withdrew. Timothy’s lips had since ventured up and now clasped around her erect clit to suckle and stroke circles around it with the tip of his tongue. Each sensual touch caused the vixen’s hips to shift and her whole body to squirm.

            Though the lower mouse’s efforts featured predominantly in her mind, the other’s attentiveness wasn’t lost. Sebastian now suckled softly on Alice’s nearest nipple while the other was gently squeezed and coaxed to hardness. He frequently transitioned his lips between them so that neither felt left out, both soon glistening with spit that made them tingle when fresh air crossed their surface.

            This subtle shift made the vixen realize there was more she could be doing to add to the moment, not that she wasn’t content to be exclusively attended. She looked between Sebastian’s legs and found his hard cock swaying between them with a small amount of precum forming on the tip. She gently took a hold of it with her nearest paw and felt how firm and warm it was. It flexed with a rigidity that betrayed the otherwise soft nature the mice initially displayed.

            Quickened breath played across Alice’s chest as she began pumping the small shaft, even a soft moan vibrated the breast that he sucked on. Amused giggles broke free between moans as she watched the small mouse’s hips wiggle and buck a bit in tandem with her strokes. His growing vigor caused more precum to spill, which she quickly scooped up and smeared along his shaft.

            Alice became fixated on the eager member and the way it throbbed with his heart. She didn’t realize it at first but the speed she rubbed him matched Timothy’s rutting paw. It took a little while for it to dawn on her that she was craving to be fucked, to feel the dick that she teased pounding her cunt and making her scream.

            As soon as the notion formed in her head, both mice changed their positions in unison. She didn’t even have to say anything, Timothy withdrew his dripping digits and trailed a line of kisses up her belly as he positioned his hips between her legs. She wasn’t made aware of how hard he had become in the midst of eating her out until his shaft rubbed along the top of her pelvis.

            Sebastian leaned back but only to gain balance as he suddenly swung one leg over the vixen’s midsection and set his cock between her breasts. His paws squeezed them around his shaft and a fresh spurt of clear liquid soaked her fur. The fresh smell of his musk was intoxicating and flooded her mind with an almost blind lust.

            Alice barely felt in control as she leaned up as far as she could to offer everything she had. The two briefly locked half-lidded gazes before he began to roll his hips. Inviting warmth stroked along her chest in a way she had never before experienced as the tip of his member repeatedly dipped in and out from the top of her breasts. Her lips were less than an inch away and she unconsciously sank down to capture it between them.

            Before she could taste him, however, Timothy’s cock set to her pussy and pushed in. Her tight, sodden depths greeted him eagerly, not at all perturbed that he sank to the hilt in one motion. The vixen’s welcoming moan cut through the others’ soft pants and murmurs to fill the room and make the attentive tiger goddess coo enthusiastically.

            With a paw holding onto her waist, Timothy began thrusting as fervently as the other mouse. The vixen’s legs immediately wrapped around his hips to hold him close, but that didn’t keep him from making full swings. The clap of his pelvis striking hers beat out a rapid tempo that had the whole bed vibrating.

            Sebastian suddenly found himself in the middle of a rodeo as the woman seemed hellbent on tossing him off. He did his best to sway his body with hers while continuing to rut his hips but found it to be surprisingly difficult. Combined with the vigorous fucking from behind and he almost lost his balance a couple times at the start. Luckily, this wasn’t his first rodeo, and he was nothing if not nimble.

            The vixen’s mind quickly grew fuzzy as it was assaulted by surprisingly intense pleasure. The way the mouse cock stuffed and filled out her pussy caught her most off-guard, given that they looked to be a bit below average in size. It truly was all in the technique, as the sensations that churned through her pelvis and lower belly topped any other experience she ever had.

            Her moans spilled out unfiltered. They grew in volume as the rapid bucking sent waves of heat and need through her core. The squeeze of her breasts and the similar pumping cock between them was almost lost, though the constant pressure and similar stroke brought a comforting dynamic to the fun. Her paws desperately grabbed at the bed covers as she sought any outlet to help cope with the bliss.

            From the other side of the room, Fian had finished off her first glass and was having it refilled. At no point did she take her eyes from the display, entirely enraptured by the flowing ecstasy that now permeated the loft. Her other paw had since lowered and gingerly rested on top of Wyatt’s head as he also didn’t faulter in his duty.

            Each eager lick and dig of his tongue against the tiger goddess’s pussy had his tastebuds tingling. His heart raced with the thrum of her divine energy as it swept from head to tail. Fian stroked her claws gingerly along his scalp just light enough that they barely even touched his skin. As light as it was, she could still taste the hard cock between his thighs as it dripped precum in a near uninterrupted line to the floor.

            Just the thought of her mind reaching out to her servant’s groin caused a powerful jolt of pleasure to strike him there. He held back a cry of ecstasy as he was nearly sent over the edge in an orgasm, instead burying his face more firmly against her pussy and shoving his tongue in as far as he could.

            The tiger goddess arched her back and chuffed with amusement, somewhat taken aback by the aggression. She had to remind herself how volatile the air had become in that little space. Each influence that she let out was being amplified to everyone else, and if she wasn’t careful, someone’s fun might end too early. With that in mind, she gradually reeled back her intent and only left the air simmering with the power that she had already let loose.

            Though the others nearby might not have consciously noticed it, their bodies felt the ebb of barriers that held back the most intense aspects of their ecstasy. Sebastian and Timothy immediately acted like leashes had been unclasped from their throats. Alice was lost amid the growing swell of pleasure, content in the consistent rhythm that had befallen her breasts and pussy, until both of her lovers started bucking even more wildly against her body.

            The vixen opened her mouth to gasp but found Sebastian’s cock being shoved down her throat before she could utter a sound. In that same moment, Timothy hooked both paws beneath her knees and lifted until they were near his shoulders. He leaned far over her lower body and climbed to his feet so that he could add his weight behind each thrust.

            Pussy juices gushed from around the mouse’s cock as his hips churned into a blur of motion. Saliva similarly sputtered down Alice’s chin and over her muzzle as her mouth became a cocksleeve to be used until broken. Breathing became a struggle and would have been impossible if not for the mouse’s short length. Despite that, she still fought to time her gasps as the bliss that now lit every nerve through her core threatened to take every thought from her head.

            For the briefest moment she thought to try to take control of the two males, but when she tried to wiggle free, she found them to be surprisingly strong and not willing to deviate. Panic flared but extinguished just as fast, as her concerns were interrupted by a climactic jolt through her cunt.

            Alice’s scream was muffled and lost amid the excited squeak of mice and the groan of bed springs. Her legs shot straight out and her entire lower body went rigid as her cum soaked the bed in a second deluge. Timothy’s sodden fur clung to his skin, but he barely even noticed. A churning ball of lightning had already formed in his groin and now charged to the base of his cock. The woman’s silky insides seemed to realize what was coming and now gripped him like she didn’t want to let go.

             The warm gush of mouse cum interrupted the fog of Alice’s mind and brought her back to the present in an odd shock of clarity. It filled her to the brim and spilled out almost immediately. Twin white rivulets traced the curve of her buttcheeks to soak the bed alongside her juices. Through it all, Timothy never paused or stopped, and she wondered just how much he had to give.

            That answer came when Sebastian abruptly withdrew his cock from her mouth and practically jumped off her chest. The first breath of uninterrupted air hit her lungs and her mind reeled in euphoria as she didn’t realize how oxygen deprived she was. Timothy dropped his body against her front and wrapped his arms around her sides. In one fluid motion, he flipped her on top while miraculously not missing a moment of pounding her hungry cunt.

            The vixen instinctively drew her knees beneath her and leaned up to get a better bearing on her new position. She caught sight of the tiger goddess still lovingly watching them while sipping at her glass and lovingly petting the mouse between her legs. The sensation of Sebastian settling against her ass broke Alice’s fixation and caused her to turn back a bit to address him.

            “W-wait-!” she gasped and braced a free paw against his belly. His throbbing dick had already nudged under her tail and was already kissing at her pucker. She had never done anal before, at most trying a finger back there while in the shower. She didn’t really find it particularly desirable, but it wasn’t off-putting either.

            Amid the interim of hesitation, Sebastian caught her eye and a soothing calmness came over her racing thoughts. His warm gaze and firm hold of her hip with one paw told her to trust him, so she did. She didn’t tense up as his tip pushed past her virgin tailhole, his small size aiding to the comfort as he gradually went deeper. So much mixed cum had spilled over that area that it had become naturally lubricated and before long she had both mice in at the same time.

            Sebastian stalled for a moment to let the young woman adjust to this new sensation, all the while he could feel his coworker grind against him from within her pussy. Alice quickly took to this blossoming feeling that had fresh pleasure drawing through her core. At first her hips wiggled to meet Timothy’s thrusts, but it soon developed into bouncing that had her striving down to meet each of his movements. In the same motion, Sebastian’s cock would slide back and then in as she rose from the mouse below.

            Both males held her sides as the three fell into a working rhythm that had their cocks pumping in and out at opposite points. Alice could hardly believe that she was experiencing something so incredible, and the more her body demanded, the mice seemed to immediately accommodate. Her belly and backside jiggled with the rapid strike of their bodies meeting hers and before long their moans rose tandem in volume.

            The sensation of the two cocks grinding together inside of her sent blissful waves through her lower body to the point that she was constantly spilling over Timothy’s groin. She didn’t care and neither did he, as over the course of this new state, she felt his own cum spill into her another time. Even then he still continued on his relentless bucking, defying all conventional energy dynamics of her past lovers. At some point Sebastian had even emptied his balls into her ass but never once faltered his motions.

            Minutes of time were lost on the vixen as she sank deep into roiling ecstasy. Her eyes rolled up in their sockets and her mind went blank, only carrying about satisfying her demanding body. At one point she had collapsed her weight fully onto Timothy with Sebastian wrapping his arms around her sides and standing on his feet to drive into her tailhole as hard and fast as he could.

            When what must have been the third eruption of cum into her backside came to pass alongside another orgasm of her own that she had lost count of, the three’s tireless rutting finally slowed. Timothy’s cock slipped free of her cunt and from the well-used hole gushed a thick deluge of jizz. She sat fully on his lap as it continued emptying, her asshole soon following as Sebastian withdrew and held her cheeks wide open so that every drop of his own cream could soak her fur.

            She didn’t care what kind of state she was in; at no point did she attempt to clench her holes to keep any of the burbling liquid from escaping. Exhaustion took over and she could barely keep her eyes open as she desperately gasped for breath. Even the mice around her barely moved, Sebastian only doing so because he lost balance and flopped onto the bed beside the other.

            Alice took that as a cue to do the same, and very lazily drifted off Timothy so that she wasn’t at least squishing the pour guy. He seemed to appreciate the lessened pressure, as his breathing became less strained now that full breaths could be taken.

            She watched them both through half lidded eyes as she settled on her side. Pride and adoration swelled her chest and she couldn’t remember a time when she had felt more fulfilled in her life. The fingers of her nearest paw gently stroked through the damp fur of Timothy’s chest just as a shadow crossed over the bed.

            The vixen turned over slightly and looked up to see Fian looming over and admiring the three tired bodies. A warm smile stretched the tiger goddess’s visage as she reached a paw down to caress over Alice’s cheek.

            “You performed well, darling,” she cooed. “Rest now and join us downstairs after you’ve awoken. We still have much to discuss, but until then…” she let her words linger in the air as she trailed a claw tip up and set it against the vixen’s temple.

            A subtle spark caressed her flesh upon contact, hardly perceptible given everything else that lingered. It was accompanied by a wave of darkness that sank the young woman into a satisfying sleep. The last thing her tired mind heard was the affectionate murmur of her deity.

            With her end of the deal secured, Fian leaned back and waved for Wyatt and the husky to follow her as she began for the stairs. Her pussy bore the satisfied slickness of climax with inner thighs that were stained dark with her cum. The mouse’s chin had even yet to dry, and still dripped with her essence as he dutifully followed.

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