Eight furies filed down to the basement; four males sporting erections followed by the females that had hungry lustful looks upon them. Edward Heartpaw, an anthro red fox fury picked up the battered cheaply made top hat he has held onto despite no longer feeling the urge to cover up; like all furies, Edward reveled in his nudity, finding the wind blowing, the sun shining on his fur sensual and freeing.
“Just as a reminder for those who have done this,” Edward looking at the group; “I am going to go over the rules to refresh your memories, as well as give Bob and Atoli here the lay of the land.”
Edward paused as a brief chuckle could be heard; noticing that Lucas, an anthro wolf fury was already rummaging through the bar fridge and started placing cold beverages on the basement bar.
“We’ll each place our names in the top hat,” Edward speaking as Julian gets out strips of paper and a few pens for everyone to write with; “I’ll shuffle the papers in this hat and then the fun begins.”
“Like before,” Rachael approaching as she puts her name in the hat; “the name we pull is who we rut with?”
“Unless of course it is your name,” Michael grinning at the anthro grizzly bear fury and his mate an anthro bald eagle fury.
“I’ll add an extra to this,” Edward putting his name in the hat; “on top of pulling you name, if you pull your mate’s name you need to try again. We all get a fun romp with a random partner or two tonight.”
“The last time you did this,” Bob taking his name and Atoli’s and putting in the hat; mild trepidation coming from his ursine facial features despite his massive wood demanding to be pleasured; “how long did you all last?”
“Three intense rounds of passionate animalistic rutting,” Julian putting her name in the hat followed by Lucas and Denise; “all right love, everyone is in the hat.”
Edward grins as he shoves his fury hand-paw into the hat; the sound of papers rustling and jostling as he erratically mixes the slips of paper up. Satisfied that everything is good and mixed, he pulls out and places the hat on the pool table.
“As this is Bob and Atoli’s first time, it is only fair that they be the first to pull names from the hat;” Edward grinning as he stares at the couple.
“Oh well thanks,” Bob eliciting a nervous chuckle as he hesitantly approaches. Putting his paw into the hat he pulls out a name, being careful not to destroy the hat with his large bear like claws. “Rachael Soulfang,” Bob reading out the slip on paper before putting it down on the table. It wasn’t long before an anthro Lioness fury started to feel his fury body as she approached the ursine fury from behind.
“Be gentle Love,” Lucas smirking; “and make sure you save your stamina for the next round.”
Edward watched as Rachael was already climbing on top of the grizzly fury; smiling he turns his head to see Atoli reaching in the hat to pull out a name. The anthro Bald Eagle fury’s eyes go wide as she reads out the name; “Denise Proudhoof.”
“Oooooh,” the anthro Tigress approaching the stunned female fury; “let me show you why we big cats love to play with birdies.”
Atoli didn’t have time to react as Denise was already cupping and squeezing the fury’s feathery breasts eliciting moans from the wickedly sharp beak; those moans turned to squawks once Denise started fingering Atoli’s snatch. Mumbling something in Japanese, the eagle fury soon collapses to the floor with Denise not far behind. Opting to perform cunningulous, Denise made sure Atoli felt every stroke, jab and pass from her rough feline tongue.
“I’m next,” Lucas pulling a name out of the hat; looking at it he scowls as he put the name back into the hat. “Pulled my name,” Lucas giving the remaining papers a quick tussle before pulling out Edwards; “looks like we got a repeat from last time my vulpine friend. Only this time I’m taking you from behind,” Lucas licking his lips like a hungry animal eyeing a juicy piece of meat.
“Guess it’s you and me by default,” Michael placing a hoof hand on Julian’s shoulder; his other hoof-hand already trailing towards her moist feline entrance.
Bob knew he could be a bit rough when he and Atoli coupled; it was why he always did his best to keep his claws trimmed, so as not to cause unwanted harm. He was surprised that the Lioness fury whose name he pulled was already on top of him riding him like a bucking bronco. The sight of her fury breasts bouncing as she gyrated her hips; grinding Bob’s phallus as it was already buried deep within her.
“If you want it rough,” Bob growling; gripping the lioness and wrestling her so that he was on top; staring at her as he slides his well lubricate shaft back into her hungry snatch. “I’ll give you rough,” Bob adding as he starts thrusting with force; Placing one of his hand paws on her shoulder as the other one grips her wrists as he pins her to the floor. Watching as her eyes glaze over as she moans from her building crescendo; redoubling his efforts, Bob picks up his thrusting, just as Rachael wraps her legs around him.
“Rawwwwr,” Bob screams as he feels his orgasm race through and shoot through the lioness fury below; closing in for a mating press as he feels his shaft pulse and spurt.
Atoli sighed as she felt Denise’s oral ministrations; the rough tongue stimulating her body as she squirms from the mounting pleasure.
“I can’t hold back much longer,” Atoli panting between each word; glancing towards the tigress who was still stimulating her, seeing nothing but orange and black fur. Atoli soon arches her back and screams in joy as her body lets loose an orgasm; spraying her juices all over Denise’s muzzle. She watches as Denise pulls back; licking her muzzle clean like a cat does after a meal.
“Delicious,” Denise crawling towards atoli; “care to sample your own fluids?”
“Oooooooh,” Edward moaning as Lucas has him mounted; his lupine shaft buried and rocking back and forth within the vulpine fury’s rectum. Edward remembered this feeling before and found it odd but satisfying. He already came once Lucas’s rod pushed deep and started rubbing his prostate; the sensation causing him to shudder as he was forced to remain still until he felt a warm pooling sensation filling him up; it was then he realized that Lucas came in him and his thrusting started to lessen in intensity.
Michael already had Julian mounted before she could even decide how she wanted to be taken. His cervine rod already spreading her slick folds and hitting her cervix; causing the anthro cougar to shudder with multiple micro-orgasms. Her crescendo was approaching and soon crashed over her as she felt the typical spasms of the foreign shaft pumping seed deep within her.
“Oooooooooh I’m so glad I took my heat suppression pills,” Julian shuddering as Michael pulled out; her fluids mixed with his leaking out of her stretched entrance.
“Same here,” Rachael sighing as she was still in the throes of her orgasm.
“Twenty minutes to rest,” Edward speaking; waiting for Lucas’s knot to deflate enough to pull out without causing pain. “Then we begin round two,” Edward adding; “drinks at the bar for those who need them.”