A Boy and His Fux Ch. 5
I let out a yawn as I returned home from the Institute. These daily trips were constantly becoming more exhausting, and it didn't help that once I got home, Ahri typically was there to pounce on me and expend the rest of my energy.
Today was different though. When I entered, I didn't hear the excited sound of my wife rushing to greet me. Instead, I heard small giggles and hushes between multiple individuals. It wasn't my birthday, so I doubted it was a surprise party. We already knew Ahri was having twins, and the baby shower wasn't for months.
"Hello?" I called, entering the house and setting my coat on the hanger. Just as I rounded the corner, I found myself staring at a beautiful sight. My wife lay naked beside Katarina Du Couteau, my champion, also naked save for a pair of cat ears and tail.
Their arms were wrapped around one another, their breasts unable to find enough room between the two of them as they stared up at me with impish smiles. I already could feel the blood leaving my mind to travel elsewhere as they just smiled up at me. "Welcome back, Master," they both chimed in unison.
"What is going on?" I murmured, though I knew all too well exactly what was going on.
"Well Master," Kat began, nuzzling her cheek against Ahri's. "I came by to visit today and your pet fox told me that you've been having a little trouble lately in the bedroom. So I thought maybe I could help a little bit, and she agreed."
"Oh she did, did she?" I asked, my eyes narrowing on Ahri who wore a big grin on her face.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, Master," Kat purred. "We all have trouble every now and then. It doesn't do well to have your pets feel neglected though, does it?" To accent her words, her hand traveled between Ahri's legs to caress her inner thigh. "Besides, she told me you've been wanting a pet kitty, too. Am I not cute enough, Master?"
"I think Master is worried this is a trap," Ahri giggled. "Maybe we should start by showing him how serious we are."
"Okay," Kat agreed. Ahri turned her chin gently towards her to place a soft kiss on her lips. The redhead gave a soft, but exaggerated, moan as she kissed my wife back. Ahri was starting to get out of hand now, but part of me admittedly enjoyed the craziness.
As the fox's hands traveled from her cheek to her soft breasts, my body was greatly conflicted. I desperately wanted to rip my clothes from my body and join them, but on the other hand, I also wanted to stay and watch the two play with one another. "Mmm," my wife purred. "Master, this kitten's lips are so soft. She tastes so sweet, too. Are you sure you don't want to taste them?"
As she continued massaging my champion, I could see Katarina biting her lip, struggling to contain her mews of pleasure until after I'd begun. "I…" I stammered, unsure of what to say. Ahri and Kat giggled with one another before standing up and sauntering towards me.
"What's wrong, Master? Cat got your tongue?" Katarina asked, coming to my side to gently press her naked body against me. "You know the best cure for that, don't you?" she breathed in my ear before gently nibbling on my earlobe.
"This is cheating," I groaned to Ahri, referring to her trickery at getting Kat into this situation.
"It's not cheating if she's here," Kat assured me, placing soft kisses along my cheek until she reached my lips. I sighed happily into her kiss as one arm wrapped around her waist, the other bringing Ahri's body against me as well.
I had to admit, I'd fantasized about my champion before. Who wouldn't? Her eyes were the most beautiful green I'd ever seen, and considering how her body always seemed to be struggling to get out of the leather armor she wore, it was only natural for any man to feel that way.
"Save some for me, too, Master," Ahri whined, pulling me away from Kat's lips to give me a kiss of her own. As she pulled away from me, she gave me an affectionate smile before wrapping my arm further around her so she could be closer to me. "Are we going to watch another movie, Master? You've been working so hard lately."
"Yes, Master," Kat agreed. "You should sit and relax."
I allowed the two women to guide me to the couch where they pushed me down to sit. Before I could say a word, they both were cuddled beside me, and I, naturally, wrapped my arms around them both to hold their bodies against mine. I could get used to the feeling of a woman on each arm.
As Ahri flicked on the TV, my hands began to slowly wander along both of their beautiful bodies. Ahri's breasts were much larger than Kat's thanks to her pregnancy, but Kat's skin was almost softer than silk. It was hard to believe that such a rough and gritty assassin as her could have skin so soft without moisturizing.
Kat's hand slowly ran across my leg until it reached the bulge that had formed in my pants. Turning so that her gaze met mine, she simply smiled, continued to stroke me through the fabric as my hand mirrored hers.
The moment my fingertips reached her clit, she bit her lip again, her eyes fluttering in pleasure as she spread her legs more. "That feels nice," she purred to me, leaning her head against my shoulder.
"Don't forget to pet me, too, Master," Ahri whispered to me, guiding my hand to her pussy which was already damp with excitement. I slipped my fingers inside of her, turning to kiss my wife lovingly.
Now that I was teasing both women, our combined panting made the situation even more steamy as Ahri began to help me out of my shirt so that they could run their hands across my bare chest.
Kat straddled my leg, gently grinding her crotch against it as the hand that had played with her clit traveled to cup and squeeze her tit. Ahri slowly unzipped my pants, reaching in to fetch my cock so that she could lean down and steal a taste of my pre.
As she did, she gave a happy purr, her tails swishing gratefully as Kat took my face in her hands to roughly kiss me.
The feeling of so many sensations assailing my body was heavenly, to the point where I wasn't really certain what to do anymore. The hand that wasn't on Katarina's breast tangled in Ahri's hair, pushing her further down on my cock, but after a few good and playful sucks, she pulled back with a giggle.
"Master, your kitty is being so well behaved. Shouldn't you give her some cream for a treat?" Ahri asked.
"Yes, Master," Kat grinned, her hand squeezing my shaft. "Don't you have a treat for your sweet little kitty?"
Ahri's grip went to Kat's hand pulling it away from my cock. "Not that cream, you silly cat," she teased, climbing into my lap. When Katarina looked at her confused, Ahri suddenly grabbed her hair roughly, forcing her nipple into my champion's lips.
Kat let out a muffled cry of surprise as my lactating wife began to force feed her her breast milk. She squirmed in an attempt to escape Ahri's grip, but all that resulted in was the two women laying across my lap, Ahri on bottom and Kat on top, still unable to escape the torrent of lactose that Ahri was feeding her.
"M-master, you need to calm your kitty down," Ahri whined as Kat tried to scratch at her body.
"It's okay," I promised Kat, gently running my fingers through her long red hair. "I know it's weird at first, but you get used to it. I really appreciate you doing this for me." That small amount of assurance was all that was needed to make Kat give a soft groan of surrender and begin suckling from my lover's tit.
The sound of her hungry gulps made me painfully aroused, and now that I was at full hardness, I knew Ahri could feel my cock pressing against her ass. "M-master," Ahri whined. "Don't be so dirty!"
It was too late for that, though. With Ahri unable to move beneath Katarina's weight, I reached beneath her to guide my cock against her tight puckered asshole. She tried to raise her hips away from my tip, but Kat unaware of what was happening, grinded her pussy back against Ahri's thigh, driving her down onto my shaft.
"N-no! K-kat!" Ahri protested, moans escaping from her throat as my champion's horny rubbing allowed me to bounce her beautiful ass on my cock. "Nnngh! It's so tight," she moaned, stroking Kat's hair to encourage her to keep drinking.
I doubted Kat even noticed, but with every swallow she was beginning to become more and more horny, causing her grinding to become rougher and more desperate. It wouldn't be long until Ahri had truly turned her into a slutty pet kitten, and when that happened, I knew the gloves would really come off.
That's when I noticed that Kat wasn't just wearing a tail. It was a tail plug. With a smirk, I gave it a gentle tug, causing her to moan loudly, my wife's breast falling from her mouth. "N-no, Kal, don't touch that," she whimpered. "It's sensitive."
Electing to ignore her request, I gave it another pull, causing her hips to lift from my wife as she moaned even louder. "My Gods Kat. How big is this thing?" I asked.
"Ah-ah-ahri picked it out," she gasped. "It really hurt getting it in, and it's still a little sore, so I don't want to take it out yet. Please, don't pull it out." Her cheeks spasmed involuntarily from the way the butt plug pulled on her anal sphincter.
I didn't say anything, but I reassuringly caressed her backside before rubbing her pussy affectionately. Satisfied, she continued her suckling, enjoying the feeling of my fingers between her legs.
Like Ahri, she was smooth between her legs, and I'd wondered just how much prep my wife had done for today. Clearly they'd had plenty of time if Ahri helped her pick out her costume. I had to admit, my wife knew me well. Seeing Kat dressed up like an actual cat was sexy, though my lust was still primarily for my wife.
Exhausted from the movement of her hips, Ahri finally fell still in my lap, allowing my cock to penetrate deep inside of her while her colon's muscles gave it gentle caresses in a lazy attempt to remove it.
Just as Kat was about to move to the other breast, I decided it was best I intervene. I'd remembered what happened the last time Ahri had forced me to milk her completely by mouth, and I didn't want to see that happen to Kat as well.
"Okay, I think that's enough milk for the kitty," I informed her, using my other hand to pull Kat's lips to mine. "Too much is bad for your stomach."
She kissed me softly, purring into my lips until she pulled away. "Sorry, Master. I didn't mean to hog it all. I know you're just as much of a fan of her milk as I am." Ahri used her newfound freedom to pull my cock from her ass, crawling back into place beside me.
"You're such a spoil sport, Master," she whispered in my ear. "Don't think I won't get you back for that once we're on our own."
"Mmm, I think you should get some cream of your own," I murmured back. "Besides, I've been wanting to taste my new kitten since I saw her."
"I tasted her earlier, Master," Ahri purred. "She was delicious."
I smirked, pulling Katarina to straddle my face as Ahri took position between my legs. "Oh, is this what the naughty Master wants?" she asked, pressing her pussy against my lips. "Don't worry, you can have as much as you want. I'm a good kitty."
"Yes you are," I agreed, slipping my tongue inside of her taste her arousal. Just as I thought, hers was similar to Ahri's, though it was obvious she was more physically inclined. I could taste the saltiness of the sweat she regularly had, thanks to her more active lifestyle, and her toned thighs only added to the pleasurable tightness that engulfed my tongue.
My fox, seeing an opportunity, began to playfully lap at my cock, teasing me while I could not protest. She was licking it so slowly! I wanted so badly to feel her lips around my flesh. What was she waiting for? I grasped her hair, trying to guide her, but without my vision, she was able to easily continue her agonizing torture.
When she'd managed to lick every inch of it, Kat was still wriggling on my chin. It was then I heard my wife speak. "Mmm, Master's cock is so tasty," she purred. "Here kitty, kitty. Come get a taste."
With that, my wife tilted the red-haired beauty's chin towards her so they could wrestle with their tongues, and it was then something occurred to me. Kat had no idea that the taste on my wife's tongue was not only my cock, but the inside of her ass as well.
The realization made me moan in painful desire. Seeming to catch on, my wife silenced my struggles by wrapping one of her nine silky tails around my cock and gently stroking it as it became drenched in pre.
"It's delicious," Kat sighed as they parted, causing Ahri to smile to herself.
"Oh? You really liked it?" she asked impishly.
"Mmhm," Kat moaned, as I flicked her clit. "I loved the way it tasted."
"Good," Ahri purred, nuzzling closer to her by sitting on my chest. "Because that extra flavor you taste was my asshole, you dirty slut."
Kat's eyes widened in shock. "Wh-what?" she gasped. "Ahri, that's…"
Before she could complain, my wife tugged roughly on her tail. "Now, now," she cooed. "This is for Master, remember? We're all going to have to make sacrifices for Master, won't we?"
"Yeah, but…"
Another tug brought another moan as she bucked roughly against my mouth. "Besides, you just admitted you loved it. What's the problem, then? If you're a kinky dirty slut, we won't judge you. Kittens clean their own assholes all the time, so what's cleaning that of a dear friend?"
Based on the way that juices were now freely flowing from Kat, I could tell my wife's logic mixed with her charmed milk was beginning to go to her head. "P-please stop pulling my tail," she whined. "It hurts."
"Oh, but sweetie, how else am I going to repay your naughty little favor, hmm?" Ahri asked pulling on the tail in a constant tug that sent Kat forward onto her stomach, her clit now shoved in my nose. "That's better," my wife purred as the large plug stretched my champion's opening. "Just a few more inches," she declared as Kat came hard in my mouth.
I began lapping up the creamy juice hungrily, lashing at her g-spot in an attempt to return the torment that I'd felt because of both of the women's antics. Ahri's slow retrieval of the tail plug made Kat's toes curl in a mix of discomfort and delight before with a plop, the surprisingly massive plug came free.
"Ahri," she whimpered. "That hurt. Why did you have to pick one that was so big?"
"All the better to taste you, my dear," she taunted, leaning to run her tongue along Kat's stretched and puckered asshole. With both orifices being cared for, Kat found herself sandwiched in pleasure, her back arching as she tried to stay lucid.
"Oh…! But...don't lick there, Ahri! That's so gross! But...nngh...why does it feel so good?" She began panting, over and over again, until soon she had devolved into a gibbering mess, unable to cease the constant flow of cum that I eagerly enjoyed.
My wife and I continued plumbing both of her depths with our tongues, every now and then giving her a slight nip with my teeth to tease her, until Ahri pulled away. "Master, her ass tastes almost as good as her pussy. I think it's missing something though."
"Wh-what?" Kat questioned, completely out of it as Ahri lifted her from my face. But I knew what Ahri wanted, so slipping from under her, I took position as Ahri distracted Kat by pulling her head to her pussy.
"If you thought that tail was big, just wait until you feel this," she gasped, releasing me from her tails so I could begin pushing into my champion's lubricated black cherry.
She squealed into Ahri's pussy, her eyes rolling back as I began thrusting inside of her. At first, she tightened painfully around me, instinctively attempting to force me out. When she realized that only served to cause more pain for her, she loosened up, so she could enjoy the feeling of my cock deep inside of her.
"Mmm, Ahri, she's just as tight as you are," I moaned.
My wife smirked, grinding my champion's face into her dripping snatch. "You're very welcome, Master. Now come here and give your fox a kiss." Smiling, I leaned forward, my lips meeting hers.
"Nngh! Ah-ahri, it's so thick," Kat gasped. "Master, be gentle! You're stretching m-me."
Ahri gave her a sympathetic pat on the head. "But cats love to stretch, don't they?"
Kat struggled to respond. Her tongue had fallen from her mouth as she gasped in delight. Looping my arms under her legs, I pulled her back against my chest. My hips rose and fell, her tits bouncing in rhythm with my thrusting.
My wife beamed at her, running her hands through the assassin's silky red hair before stealing another kiss. Her hands ran down her body, fondling her breasts before wrapping around her ankles.
My champion's eyes widened as Ahri pushed her legs up and apart, straddling what little room remained on my lap. With Kat nearly folded in half at the waist, and legs spread, her ass was even tighter than before. That's when I realized my wife's plan.
"That's...nngh...playing dirty," I hissed.
Her tails danced across both my and Kat's flesh as she pressed her nipples against the red-heads. The stimulation brought both of them to soft moans as milk began to dribble down their bodies. "Oh, whatever do you mean?" she cooed, pressing further into Kat and resting her chin on her shoulder.
I kissed her deeply, never pausing my pounding. Kat's eyes rolled back as waves of bliss crashed over her. A shrill cry escaped her lips, the show that she had orgasmed. "K-kal," she moaned. "D-don't c-cum in my ass, p-please."
"Ooh, that may be tough for him," Ahri giggled. "Your tight ass is the only thing keeping him from being able to cum. The moment you loosen up...pop...your colon gets a sexy new paint job."
"N-no," Kat whined, her cheeks tightening even more around me.
Seeing her opportunity, my sexy vixen trailed kisses from our guest's lips, down her throat, all the way until her head was between both of our thighs. Ahri's long tongue ran along her taint until she found where my flesh entered hers.
With an impish gleam in her eyes, she began to lap at the base of my cock, causing Kat to watch her in shock. "Ah-ahri! What are you doing? You're going to m-make him…"
"Don't worry about a thing," she interrupted. "Like I said, he can't cum if you keep your ass nice and tight."
I grit my teeth as my cock begged to release a load into Katarina's asshole. My hands went to her breasts, trying to pleasure her enough that she'd relax so I could finally get my release.
The red haired beauty leaned her head back over my shoulder, gently nibbling my ear. "Never going to happen," she purred. "I don't care how good this feels, you're not cumming in my ass."
"Where...nngh...would you like me to cum then?" I whispered. "I could always stuff your mouth. You seem to enjoy the taste of ass."
"Shut up, bastard."
"Make me, bitch."
There was an extreme amount of pressure on my cock, to the point where I could have sworn she was crushing it between two rocks. The moment it returned back to it's original tightness,she gave a half-hearted giggle. "Don't forget, I'm an assassin. I've got a very strict regiment."
"Hey," Ahri whined. "Are you two flirting without me? That's not very nice." Her hand cupped my balls, her magical blue fire causing my cum to rapidly make them swell. God, they were nearly the size of baseballs now! The pressure from inside was horrendous, but I dared not risk pleading with Kat, or the pressure from outside would be just as bad. "Mean old kitty. How is Master ever supposed to cum if you won't let him?"
"Well who's fault...nngh...oh...is it that…he put it in there? He should have...Gods!...known better than to use a hole too small for his dick."
I'd begun pulling and squeezing her nipples. Every teasing touch from her made her grind her back on my chest. Her hand reached for my head, but instead I grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her. Now she was restrained, allowing me to properly bounce her on my dick.
"N-no! St-stop!" she complained. "How are you going even deeper?!"
My fox raised her hand to stroke the assassin's stomach. "Heehee, it is pretty deep. I think I can even feel it through your stomach, Kat."
"That's n-not f-f-funny!" she squealed.
My horny vixen just shot her a smirk before leaning in and running her tongue slowly up her slit. She completed the motion with a playful flick across her clit, causing her to begin to tremble.
"No, Ahri! You're going to make me...and then he'll…"
"I've got a deal for you, kitten. I'll keep him from cumming in your ass, but you have to do two things for me."
"An-anything," Kat whined.
"Heehee, good. Firstly, I milked my husband to near dry the other day, and while I've kept his cum cool in our fridge, I'd never be able to finish it off on my own. You'll have to help me drink it. Every. Last. Drop."
With the word drop, she flicked her clit with her tongue again, causing my champion to shudder violently. "Okay, okay! Wh-what else?" she asked.
The image of her guzzling my cum didn't help my case. It only built up a third orgasm's worth of cum within my cock. "Secondly, you have to tell me the truth. How often do you masturbate while fantasizing about my husband, hmm? Don't lie to me, I'll be able to tell."
"I d-don't…"
Ahri pressed her tongue in warning against her pussy.
"F-fi-fine!" she cried. "All the time, okay? I finger myself to him all the time!"
"R-really?" I stammered.
She gave a soft whimper of admission. Ahri grinned, wrapping one of her tails tightly around the base of my shaft. The pressure was just as tight as my kitten's was, though the softness of her fur helped immensely to prevent pain.
"There you go," she beamed. "As promised." Ahri began to lap at Katarina's sopping wet cunt as her cheeks loosened around my cock. As my champion came hard onto my wife's chin, she barely could register that my cock was still inside of her. This did not escape the notice of my vixen. "Careful, kitty. I think my tail is slipping."
With a yelp, the assassin jumped from my lap, inadvertently pressing Ahri's face deep into her pussy. Though, judging by the muffled moans of my wife, she didn't mind in the slightest.
Kat stumbled from the surprising way she thrusted her tongue against her g-spot, but Ahri pulled out, just as her high from her previous orgasm was fading. "I'll be right back, kitten. You keep pleasing, Master, okay? Be sure to hold him nice and tight."
"Okay…" Kat murmured dreamily, gripping my shaft so Ahri could release me.
As my fox stood to leave, Kat continued stroking my cock, placing affectionate kisses along my thigh. "Do you r-really fantasize about me?" I asked her, caressing her head.
"Yes," she replied. "I'm very sorry. I'm sure you're probably regretting this now, huh?"
I shook my head. "Not at all. In fact, my wife and I have fantasized about you."
That surprised her. "Me? Why?"
"Why not?" I groaned as she continued stroking me. "You're beautiful, and you're my best friend, so it only makes sense."
"I'm your best friend?" Her eyes were sparkling a beautiful green as she stared up at me. "I'll be honest, when Ahri called me over, I didn't think this would work. I was certain you only put up with me because I'm your champion now."
Kal shook his head. "You're the perfect champion for me."
A sweet smile spread across her lips as she placed one last kiss on my tip. "Oops, I think my hand slipped," she purred, just as her grip released. Immediately, the immense build up that had been waiting erupted forth.
Cum spurted everywhere. Sticky seed arched over Kat's face and in her hair. Another spur landed on her chest, forming a large puddle. My champion squealed, shutting her eyes tight as I continued to paint her upper body white.
After a whole two minutes of constant spunk, my cock finally felt relief. The last few drops trickled from my tip to run down my shaft. Exhausted, I collapsed back in the couch. Katarina climbed up beside me, pressing her body against mine. She didn't even bother trying to wipe the cum off. Instead, she just sat there, letting the sticky juices steam on her soft skin.
When my wife returned with the large vials of spunk, her jaw nearly dropped. "Kat! You made me miss the show? That's not fair!"
The assassin shot her a coy smirk. "You get to see your husband orgasm all the time," she countered. "Me...this is my first time. Probably my last, too."
"Your last?" Ahri asked. "Why?"
Kat blinked. "Well, I mean...he's your husband. This whole thing was like a one-time deal, wasn't it? Besides, you wouldn't want me hanging around. It'd get awfully awkward."
My wife came to sit on the other side of the kitten. "Silly kitty, you're welcome here anytime. You're our family. Now, you still need to fulfill your deal."
Kat grimaced, but Ahri wouldn't let her out that easily. Giving her scarlet hair a tug, she poured the thick ivory liquid into her mouth. Kat continued to swallow it as fast as she could, but eventually, it flooded too fast, filling her mouth to capacity and flowing out around her cheeks and down her chin.
When she took her final gulp, she gave a cute belch, causing Ahri to giggle. "See? Pretty tasty, isn't it?'
"Y-yeah," she sighed. "You're so lucky."
My wife looked to where I sat, noting that I was dozing peacefully there. "Hold still," she whispered to Kat. "I'm going to get you all nice and clean." The assassin obeyed, laying there snuggled up to me as my fox ran her tongue over every sticky inch.
By the time she was done, Kat too was feeling tired. Ahri took her cheeks in her hands and planted a sticky kiss on her lips. She moved to my other side, wrapping her arms around mine and nuzzling against my neck.
Both ladies gave soft, peaceful purrs as the credits to the movie we'd never watched began to roll.
To be continued...