As Eric, Spencer and Frieda thundered into Frieda’s room each were aroused and ready for as many rounds of rutting their youthful stamina can provide. As Eric watched Spencer and Frieda climb on the king sized bed; Spencer already lying down and spreading her legs eagerly waiting for Frieda’s rough feline tongue, Eric holds the two up with a white furred paw in the air.
“Before you two get started and cause me to blow my first load just by watching,” Eric grinning; “Can you answer a question for me Frieda?”
“And what is that,” Frieda already crawling to be on top of Spencer; staring at her eager furry sex already matted and wet with her juices.
“What did you and your father talk about when you went outside?”
“My Christmas shopping,” Frieda answering; “mainly the three hundred thousand electric Tesla car I got for mother.”
“And did he freak out,” Eric clearly hard and gently stroking his barbed shaft.
“Not really,” Frieda gasping as Spencer started probing Frieda’s dripping cunny with her tongue; “but father is going to set a spending limit to my card after Christmas. He also suggested that if I wanted more money I was to get an after school job.”
“Hey above,” Spencer stopping her ministrations; “less yapping and more tongue lapping.”
Eric chuckled and purred as he watches Frieda bend her head down; burying her muzzle in Spencer’s wet snatch. Getting a clear view of Spencer massaging Frieda’s clit and tickling her outer folds before drilling her tongue in; Eric was stroking his member furiously, feeling his moment about to burst forth.
“Not much longer you two,” Eric moaning.
“I’m about to burst too,” Spencer panting.
“Together then,” Frieda gasping; “cum at once!”
Eric grunts as he feels his release; spraying thick ropey goodness on Spencer’s muzzle and Frieda’s rump. At the same time both Frieda and Spencer swoon and shudder as they feel their orgasmic release hit them. Both moaning in delight as their snatches gush forth their honey; both with closed eyes as neither continue to lap up the other’s offering. Eric finishing his release but still hard; he sees Frieda’s sopping wet sex staring at him, winking seductively. Unable to contain himself; Eric jumps up on the bed and mounts her all the while Spencer was still on the bottom.
“Hey,” Spencer murmuring; “I was going to lick all that up.”
“You stare at a Frieda’s furry twat winking at you; “Eric already balls deep and thrusting vigorously; and not want to plunge right in.”
“Oooooh,” Frieda feeling Eric enter her; “looks like we are entering round two, Spencer.”
“And no rest in between,” Eric placing his paws on Frieda’s abdomen; kneading her as he keeps up with his pounding.
“Well,” Spencer burying her nose up on Eric’s furry balls and inhaling the musky scent; “at least the view is just as good. Plus,” Spencer running her rough tongue along the furry scrotal sac; “just as delicious.”
Eric growling as he feels Spencer massaging and kneading his testicles while they bounce back and forth; enjoying the sensation as he continues to thrust. Feeling Frieda’s canal clamping down as he continues to pound away; his member reaching all the way and lightly kissing her cervix. Frieda purrs and moans as she feels Eric bottoming out in her; her tongue darting in Spencer’s twat, the honey spilling forth driving her wild with lust.
“Fuck Frieda,” Eric starting to grunt; “stop clamping down on me so hard.”
“No way,” Frieda panting really hard; “I want to keep you in me until you spill forth.”
“Won’t be long then,” Eric hammering hard and fast; “and it feels like a big one.”
Spencer not even bothering to use her tongue; she was sucking on Eric’s balls by enveloping them in her hybrid maw. Her climax also building forth; see starts getting brief glimpses of Frieda’s back side. Seeing through Eric’s eyes; Spencer renews her lust filled act of orally massaging Eric’s balls. Flashes of Frieda’s headboard pass through her head as she shouts “I’m seeing what you two are seeing!”
“Same here,” Eric panting; “whatever you do, don’t stop!”
“Oh god this feels great,” Frieda panting; “Embrace me Spencer! I want to see your paws on my backside through Eric’s eyes!”
“Oh here it comes,” Eric yowling.
“Oh my,” Spencer screaming; “this feels great!”
Frieda just yowls in pure joy. Her orgasmic release rockets through her like a runaway freight train; also feeling and experiencing both Spencer’s and Eric’s release, Frieda was in a state of indescribable joy. Seeing what Spencer is looking at; Eric’s scrotum and his shaft burying deep in her own sex, the barbs clearly flared and giving her extra pleasure. Blinking, Frieda is now looking through Eric’s eyes; watching as Eric stares down her backside, feeling and seeing his hot breath blow on her fur as he is gasping and panting; knowing full well that he and Spencer are also feeling and seeing what she is experiencing.
******
Concurrently, Amanda and Benton were in the kitchen; Amanda still feeling hungry, knuckled under and was eating a bowl of the rabbit stew that she originally found off putting earlier. While she had no issues with the vegetables used or the fact that the stew’s broth was two pints of Guinness; Amanda was finding the taste of rabbit difficult to swallow.
“From the sour look from your muzzle,” Benton watching Amanda eat; “I take it you don’t want to join our daughter and her friends if they decide to hunt later on.”
“You can try all you want;” Amanda answering; “I’m not eating meat unless it’s cooked to between rare and medium well.”
“We can always watch them,” Benton responding; “observe them as they have their fun.”
“I’d rather not,” Amanda putting the empty bowl down; about to continue when her ears twitch as both she and Benton hear what can clearly be joyous yowling and screaming.
“Oh here it comes,” Eric yowling.
“Oh my,” Spencer screaming; “this feels great!”
Amanda looking at Benton as they hear their daughter yowling; neither aware that their daughter was looking through the green eyes of her partners as they each experience each other’s orgasm as if it was their own. Amanda sighing as she takes her bowl and places it the dishwasher; “especially if they are going to start that up again after their hunt,” Amanda answers.
“I’m not keen on witnessing their carnal acts myself,” Benton still listening to Eric, Spencer and Frieda moaning; “but I do want to make sure Frieda doesn’t get hurt.”
******
Back in Frieda’s room; Eric’s green eyes flashing as he flutters his eye lids, collapses on Frieda. Leaning on the side; he drags her along and both fall off Spencer. Spencer still wanting to feel Frieda’s furry body pressing on hers; Spencer also rolls on her side. Staring at Frieda’s still leaking cunt as Eric is still lodge in her.
“That was amazing,” Frieda starting to come down from the intense orgasmic rush.
“I saw what you saw,” Eric muttering; “that was new.”
“I felt what you felt,” Spencer purring; “it was like I was you and Frieda at the exact same time.”
“I guess it means our bond is even stronger,” Frieda purring; “if we can see what each other see’s.”
“You think this is temporary,” Eric asking; “like the moment we could pick up on each others thoughts before our induction ceremony into the were-panther pride?”
“I hope not,” Spencer shifting around so she is muzzle to muzzle with Frieda; “I want to experience that again.”
“Well,” Frieda giving Spencer a lick in the nose; “you’re next to feel Eric’s were-panther shaft in you. And, ”looking at the nearby alarm clock; “it’s not even eight PM, plenty of evening left for more rutting.”