Nick stared down at the ornate headstone, the black engravings grimly staring back at him as he knelt before the marble marker.
Maxwell Fray
Beloved Husband, Father and Grandfather
Three Months.
It had been three months since his grandfather was murdered by Shendu's thugs. But to Nick, the memory of that phone call he received from his mother felt as fresh as though it were yesterday. Not only that, but bad luck just seemed to keep coming for Nick and his friends and family.
Diane was exposed as the Crimson Paw…
Sam was exposed as a former government agent…
And Nick's dealings had been exposed as well…
But, thanks to working for Mr. Big and sending time with Max, Nick knew a few tricks of the trade to keep himself out of trouble and in business. Well…one trick. But Nick wasn't about to look a gift-horse in the mouth. Because oh, how good it was to have money to bribe your way out of trouble.
"Hey, Gramps," Nick with a sad chuckle.
"Just wanted to stop by, give you an update on everything that's going on. Richie off on a stakeout; apparently he got a tip on Shendu. Diane and the guys, they're still on the run. To be honest, it really sucks, you know? Wolf and the guys were finally getting their lives turned around. But now…"
Nick felt his heart break for Diane and her formerly bad friends. Within 48 hours after it had been revealed that Diane was really the Crimson Paw, almost every crime bureau, which ironically included S.U.C.M., was issued a warrant for her arrest. And worse still, the fact that Wolf and the Bad Guys knew of her identity, they immediately came under suspicion of complicity, sending them on the run with her.
"But I was able to talk to her yesterday. She and Wolf got married in Vegas."
Nick chuckled at this.
"Cliché, I know. But we all said we would have a proper wedding for them once everything had cooled down. Charlie's working on something right now, but he says it could take some time. Oh, and uh, Sam O'Brian…who'd of thought that being a former government agent would give him the boost he needed to get put on the mayoral ticket in Jasper."
And it was true. Despite the fact that he had been outed as a former government agent, Nick and his friends had breathed a sigh of relief that whoever leaked that information had graciously left out the name "Faoladh." Perhaps they figured that Sam would be in over his head with just his past occupation exposed. But they were wrong. And it couldn't have been more perfect timing, for the next mayoral election in Jasper was coming up. And it was at the urging of his friends and family that Sam used his former government training, namely his analytical mind, to help clean up Jasper. He even had a slogan set up almost immediately.
O'Brian: Building a Better Tomorrow Together.
"Can't stay for much longer," Nick continued following his brief moment of reminiscing.
"Catching a flight to Catalonia. Suki and Buster are getting married next week, and Porsha wanted me to be there. Dax is going to be officiating. Got an ordination online. He actually said he's thinking of going to college, get a theology degree so he can be a pastor full time. I think after everything that's happened, he figured we need all the help we can get. But I think between him and Sammy, IF Sammy can get the job…I think they might be able to take good care of Jasper."
The small smile that had graced his lips slowly faded, the lone fox once again standing silently at the grave.
"I really wish you were here, Grandpa," Nick whispered as he caressed the marble headstone, only to pause for a moment as his watering eyes looked up at the sky as he took in a shaky breath, a clear sign he was trying to compose himself. But try as he might, he just couldn't stop the tears from falling.
"I…I really…miss you."
And for the next ten minutes, Nick just knelt before the headstone, his forehead and one hand pressed against the smooth marble as the tears fell, the poor fox's shoulders shaking as violent sobs racked his body.
Porsha lay silently in her bed, the young wolf huddled in on herself, blankets encasing her in a sort of fabric cocoon. And despite the bright sun shining in over the Redshore coastline, Porsha just couldn't bring herself to get out of her queen-sized bed that sat in her room, for today Porsha was plagued with a great feeling of dread. For what was going to happen that morning, Porsha wanted to be up before everyone else. The reason being she was almost certain that the offering of words of encouragement and support, no matter the intentions, would cause her to lose her nerve. Which is why she trusted only three people to help her see it through. And from what Porsha could see, they were all just sitting around, not saying a word, the air thick with anxiety.
Of course, Buster was up, the koala already dressed, surprisingly forgoing his usual red bow-tie for a black and white striped neck tie. Sitting next to Buster was his gorgeous saluki girlfriend, the older woman dressed in a simple blue blouse and black dress pants, her feet adorned with simple black flats. And sitting across from them, slumped back in a half-barrel chair, clothed in his grey pin-stripe suit, was Charlie. And of the three, he was the first to notice Porsha nervously standing there, her eyes to the floor as she stood just twenty feet from them. But, despite the tense atmosphere, Charlie managed a sad smile, the canine lawyer rising to his feet as he walked towards Porsha, no limp, no pain, all thanks to a full knee replacement surgery he had a month after the trial. Though he still had his cane…more for show than anything.
"Morning Sweetie," he cooed, the greeting causing Porsha to lift her head so slightly, her eyes going the rest of the way to meet his as she offered a small smile in return.
"Hi Uncle Charlie," Porsha greeted back, her arms quickly finding their way around the lawyer's middle, Charlie gently returning the embrace just as tightly as her, placing a gentle kiss on the top of her head. At that point, Buster and Suki had joined the two.
"Morning, Baby Girl," Buster cooed, gently taking Porsha's and, the action causing Porsha to break her embrace with Charlie to lean down a little bit and pull Buster into a new one.
"Morning Daddy," she responded. Though she couldn't be sure, Porsha could have sworn she felt Buster tense a bit at this, her usual addressing of him seeming to have a different effect now than it did before. But she didn't linger on it two much as she found herself in another embrace with Suki, the older female taking extra time to hold Porsha close, almost as if she wanted to spare Porsha from what she was about to do as long as possible.
But alas, time was a fickle thing. Before long, the four animals, including a formally dressed Porsha, the young wolf wearing a surprisingly professional black pantsuit and teal blouse, were stepping out into a packed parking lot, the youngest of the group freezing the moment she laid eyes on the imposing structure before them; Four stories of thick concrete and bared windows. Armed, guards stationed at every possible entrance. And at the main checkpoint into the facility, a sign, emblazoned with bold, black letters…
REDSHORE CORRECTIONAL FACILITY
Despite her desire to stay outside, the time that elapsed between stepping through the checkpoint, entering the prison, going through the proper check-in procedure, and being led into a solitary room and being seated at one side of a large, round wooden table passed in the blink of an eye. And by the time Porsha realized this, she was a wreck, the young adult casting her nervous gaze to the mahogany table, her fist clenching and unclenching the fabric of her pants.
"It's okay sweetie," Suki cooed, both her and Buster sitting at either side of Porsha, Charlie sitting off to his siter's side as he began to procure several documents from his briefcase, every so often sending Porsha some encouraging nods and smiles.
"We're here for you," Buster added to Suki's statement, both taking a hold of one of Porsha's hands, the words and actions causing Porsha to calm down considerably. Unfortunately, that did not stop her nerves from spiking again when the opposite door to the room opened, two guards stepping through, with a third escorting in someone that the others didn't really WANT to see but knew that it was a necessity.
It was at that moment that any fear Porsha felt quickly vanished as the white wolf sat down across from them. The reason being that this wolf looked thinner than he did three months ago. His eyes appeared more sunken, his wrists and ankles bound in handcuffs and shackles, and the bright orange jumpsuit served as a grim reminder of his crimes.
No, Porsha didn't feel scared…No, she felt SORRY for Jimmy Crystal.
But that didn't stop the little twinge of discomfort in her when the older wolf sent that same fiery glare of contempt their way, his gaze scanning them before finally landing on Porsha. And when that happened, Crystal scoffed.
"So," he began in a low growl, the action causing Porsha to sink a little in her chair, "must feel good, huh? Seein' your old man like this."
"You know why we're here, Mr. Crystal," Charlie immediately interjected, his warm, calming voice from earlier now firm and hard, his face void of all expression. And of course, Porsha and Suki, the latter still squeezing one of the former's hands, knew when Charles Lane entered "Lawyer Mode."
"Yeah," Crystal responded, his hard gaze now landing on the lawyer who was reading over one of the documents he had procured, "here to swindle me out of my legacy… my company."
"Hardly swindle," Charlie added with a small laugh before his face turned hard again as he began to read off of the paper in his hands. And upon hearing the contents, the others knew it was the sentence that was carried out following Crystal's trial.
"'Fifteen years for embezzlement, insurance, and tax fraud, twenty years for conspiring to commit murder, and accessory to murder. Eligibility for parole is thirty years after sentence begins.'"
"You forgot rape," Mr. Crystal said with a smile as he looked at Porsha, who flinched as the memory of that day played out the same in both his and Prosha's mind. While he enjoyed the memory on how tight she was when he forced himself on her, all the young she-wolf could do was shed a single tear. It still hurt her deeply even to this day, but Porsha knew now that she had a real family to protect her. And it was at that point, Charlie pulled his gaze from the document to look at Crystal, a somewhat smug smirk on his face as he did.
"You're right, I forgot that one. But just so you know, even if you are released on parole, now no one is going to want to work for you, nobody's going to want to do ANY kind of business with you. In fact, since you left, productivity at Crystal Entertainment has skyrocketed. You come back? It all goes down. So, really, you could say we are trying to save you the frustration."
"So what?" Crystal growled, his chained hands now folded on the table as he leaned forward, "you just going to hand my company, the one I built from the ground up, to a talentless, loser of a…"
"SHUT-YOUR-FILTHY-MOUTH-NOW!"
This outburst came from the last person in the room anyone would expect. No, not Buster, but the young wolf who was now standing to her feet, her ears back and teeth bared as her claws dug into the shining, wood-stained table, which now had several noticeable scratches in it. And the moment Porsha began speaking her mind, releasing so many years of pent-up frustration she didn't know she had, Crystal actually felt himself shrink back in his seat.
It was time to truly free herself from him.
"I AM NOT A TALENTLESS LOSER! I AM PART OF THE REASON OUT OF THIS WORLD IS SOLD OUT EVERY NIGHT! I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT ME, WHERE ALL YOU CARED ABOUT WAS YOUR STUPID BUSINESS AND YOUR STUPID IMAGE! AND BESIDES, YOU LOST THE RIGHT TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT ME WHEN YOU TOOK MY MOTHER FROM ME AND RAPED ME!"
Crystal, after recovering from the shock of Porsha's outburst, soon found himself becoming very irritated by the girl's fiery determination, the wolf quickly rising to his feet, putting not just Porsha's party on edge, but the guards well, each reaching for their tasers in case Jimmy decided to try something.
"PORSHA ELIZABETH CRYSTAL, YOU DO NOT TALK TO ME THAT WAY! NO ONE EVER TALKS THAT WAY TO JAMES CRYSTAL!" Crystal bellowed, only to receive the shock of his life, well the shock of everyone's life with what Porsha said next.
"MY NAME IS NOT PORSHA CRYSTAL! IT IS PORSHA MOON!"
Ten seconds of silence felt like eternity, every wide eye on Porsha as she continued to bare her teeth at the wolf she had basically just disowned as her father. But, after everything that happened, he stopped being her father long before that.
"My name is Porsha Elizabeth Moon," Porsha repeated, this time lower as her rageful expression soon melted into one of bittersweet happiness as she looked at Buster, the koala still shocked at what he had just heard. But soon, that shock melted into pure affection as he placed a tender hand on Porsha's, gently prompting the young wolf to sit back down, which she did, but with some hesitance.
"I see," Crystal suddenly said, he himself having slumped back into his chair from the shock, causing all eyes to turn to him. For a solid minute the room was filled with tense silence, no one daring to speak or even move.
"Give me the paper," Crystal finally said, shocking the others in the room. But upon seeing his crestfallen, practically defeated expression, they knew that he was serious. And so, after taking a moment to recover from the shock, Charlie slipped the document and a pen over to Crystal, who only hesitated when he saw that the document did not relinquish control of Crystal Entertainment to Porsha.
"I don't want it," Porsha said, clearly understanding what the delay was. Suki then added her own piece to the otherwise tense meeting.
"Because Porsha does not wish to have any control over the company or your finances, amendments were made to the files. The Board of Representatives, which is under my direction may I remind you, is prepared to run things from this point forward."
"There."
The two females looked at Crystal in shock, the wolf having signed the document before Suki could finish speaking. They, along with the two other males, had thought that Crystal might put up more of a fight. But, upon seeing him slide the document over to Charlie, the saluki lawyer being the first to come out of his shock to safely tuck it away for notarizing, they realized that what was going on in the white wolf's mind was the acceptance of defeat.
"Right then," Charlie said as he stood to his feet, cane and case in his grasp, "looks like we're done here."
With that, the others rose from their seats, save for Crystal, who continued to glare at the tabletop before him. But, just before the guards moved to take Crystal back to his cell, the disgraced mogul caught their attention with the last thing any of them thought he would say.
"You're still precious to me, Porsha," he rasped out, a genuine pain to his voice.
It almost made the others pity him…
Almost.
"Jewels are precious, but your business and image were worth more than me and my mother," Porsha said over her shoulder, before issuing one final jab to her father's ego.
"Goodbye…Mr. Crystal."
And although her faced was firm…it crumbled the moment they stepped outside, Suki falling to her knees with the wailing wolf as she, Buster, and Charlie tried desperately to console her.
She was free…but it still hurt.
Just then a sleek red limo pulled up. And although the others were confused as to who would be arriving to a maximum-security prison in such a ride, any confusion quickly vanished as the passenger stepped out. And at that moment, Porsha felt a smile tugging at her lips she laid eyes on her half-brother, dressed in a his best outfit, his eyes locked onto his sister.
"NICK!" Porsha exclaimed as she ran to the handsome fox, jumping into his outstretched arms.
"Hey, Porsha," he greeted, holding her close to him, the vulpine discreetly taking in a huge whiff of her fur. Even though they were half-siblings, Nick would still be lying to himself if he said he didn't think about their tryst when they first met. But for now, Nick had things on his mind for Porsha.
"I was wondering if you wanted to spend the day with me."
Of course, Porsha didn't have to really think about it.
"I would love that," she said and turned to Suki, Buster, and Charlie.
"I'll see you guys back at the house."
And just like that, Porsha and Nick were heading their way back into the heart of Redshore City. And sure enough, Nick took Porsha to many different stores, a movie, to a spa. But at the end of the day, Porsha was surprised to see that for their final stop, Nick took them to a cemetery. And while some would find this rather odd, Porsha stilled as she recognized the cemetery s one she had not been to since she was a little girl.
It was where Amelia Crystal, her mother, was laid to rest. And when she had asked, Nick had said that he felt it best for her to have some closure. And being the polite fox he was, Nick kept a good distance away as Porsha walked up to the Crystal Family plot, her eyes squarely on the marble tombstone that reminded Nick of the same one he had knelt at not too long prior. But unaware to the two, a certain hooded figure watched from behind a beautiful willow tree near the edge of the cemetery, his red eyes looking at Porsha with uncharacteristic softness.
"Hey mama," Porsha said softly, her eyes filled with tears as she placed a single rose on her mother's grave, her hand then gentle caressing the etched words that marked it as Amelia's.
"I know it's been a while…but I just wanted to stop and say hi. And to let you know am free and I now have a family who loves me."
From his hiding place, Death merely smiled, his usually cold heart melting at the scene. And it was only then that an idea popped into his head. Something to give Porsha the proper closure she needed. And with a whistle from his lips, the wind began to blow softly, encircling Porsha, the young wolf briefly coughing as some dust and dirt kicked up. But when she opened her eyes, Porsha, and for that matter, Nick were amazed to see the dust and dirt take a shape in front of Porsha. And when it all came together, both Porsha and Nick were filled with shock at what, or rather who had appeared.
But for Porsha, that shock turned to happiness was that she could see her now…
Amelia Crystal stood before her. The spitting image of her daughter, though with dark-grey fur and stunning ice-blue eyes, as well as a long lock of hair in front of her right eye. And as she stood their, both Porsha and Nick couldn't help but admire the beautiful white dress Amelia wore, which accented her mother curves, from her shapely legs to her wide hips to her large bust perfectly. But their attention was brought back to the deceased she-wolf's smiling face as she Amelia looked at t her grave then at her daughter.
"Porsha, I am so proud of you," Amelia praised, her sweet French-accented voice like music to the young wolf as a tear slipped down her cheek.
"You were finally able to get justice for me…and find peace for yourself."
"Thanks, Mama," Porsha replied, the tearful wolf stepping forward, her arms outstretched to give her mother a hug. But sadly, Amelia held up her hand, a sad frown on her face as she released a sorrowful sigh.
"Porsha, I am a spirit now. Please, don't waste your time trying to hold onto something that is not there."
"Mama, please don't leave, I want you to meet Nick," she begged. Amelia merely smiled and began to fade away.
"Nick has his mother; you have Suki now. We all have something special within us, and it grows when it is shared. Remember my words, Porsha," she said and left her daughter feeling finally relieved that she had done what she had been trying to do since she was young.
Be at peace.
One Week Later
Porsha was a bundle of excitement.
Here she was, standing in front of a crowd of people, bouquet of flowers in her hand as she, her Aunt Ellie, and amazing girlfriend Cherry, all dressed in matching violet, strapless dresses and matching open-toed heels, bouquets in their hands, stood across from Clay, Johnny, and Gunter, all uniformly dressed in a somewhat formal/casual attire of white shirts and pants, blue vest and red neck ties. And quite frankly, it was a good thing too, as the blazing afternoon summer sun of the Calatonian beach would have made some heavier garments unbearable.
Standing among the guests were members of the Rainforest mob, who under Nick's direction were supplying security for the wedding. And sitting in the very front of the row was Nick, his wife and son, and his mother Kayla, all with smiles on their faces as they all got ready to see this joyful moment happen.
And standing between the two groups, was Buster Moon, the koala shuffling on his feet as he nervously waited for the wedding to start, a smiling Dax, bible in hand, standing behind him. And as he stood in his rented tuxedo, a very formal version of his usual attire, Buster glanced nervously over the crowd, which consisted of Ash, dressed in her "formal rock attire," of a red leather jacket over a black blue dress, Nooshy in a tomboyish attire of ripped jeans and a blue blouse, Meena and Alfonso right behind them, the female sporting her blue dress and Alfonso a red shirt and jeans, Nana and Hobbs, the old sheep in the blue and red variant of her typical dress while the old penguin opted for his usual servants uniform, Rosita and her family, all dressed in matching blue and red striped shirts and a varying array of legwear, took up the first two rows of the congregation, the rest being filled by the crew of Out of This World, namely Ryan and Johnny's backup dancers, the O'Brians, Richie and Kayla, Sweets and her kids…even Darius showed up, if only to show what a "great friend" he was to his social media followers.
Sam even took the liberty to live stream the wedding to a certain group of fugitives, all holed up in a nice Vegas hotel room, Diane and Webbs leaning into Wolf as they tearfully waited for the ceremony to start.
But there were two unaccounted for.
But, the moment the event's DJ, who Buster was thrilled to see was Eddie, started playing the Canon in D, all stood on their feet, their eyes drifting to the back of the makeshift aisle that led to the group at the forefront of it all. And as Buster laid eyes on the sight before him, nothing else existed to him except the beautiful saluki being walked down the aisle by her brother, who was dressed in a red and blue variant of his typical suit. Charlie was even clean shaved for the event.
But all Buster could focus on was his Sweet Saluki, dressed in a stunning white strapless dress, adorned with teal accents, the flowing satin garment swooping in a way that the base started at the top of her right knee and ended at her left ankle. And adorning her head, a thin veil, gracefully folded around a diamond tiara, the thin fabric barely hiding the beaming smile that spread on her lips. But it was only when the veil was lifted by Charlie that Buster could bask in the true beauty of the saluki before him.
Glasses gone, replaced with contacts, thus exposing her beautiful chocolate eyes.
Eyes lined with a teal mascara, which seemed to be highlighted by the long flowing locks, thanks in part to extensions, cascading just beyond her shoulders, the silky-smooth ribbons curled in a way that resembled streamers. And as Buster gazed upon Suki, the female handing her bouquet to Ellie, he couldn't help the dumb, love-struck smile that spread on his lips. He was so engrossed with this radiant goddess before him, that he almost didn't hear Dax begin to officiate what would be the greatest day of his life.
"Dearly Beloved," he began, his gaze drifting over the congregation, which now consisted of Charlie taking a seat beside Nana, the two friends trading a knowing smile as they watched, "we are gathered here together to bear witness to one of the holiest ceremonies that could ever be witnessed as Buster Moon and Suki Lane are joined in the bonds of holy matrimony.
And as the vows continued, the tears started.
Nick and Kris held each other close, while Kayla looked at a photo of her and Martin's wedding that she kept in a locket chained around her neck. Oh, how she missed her beloved.
"I, Buster Moon, take you, Suki Lane, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do us part. This is my solemn vow."
At this point, Suki's mascara was in danger of running. Not just hers, but Porsha's and Cherry's, Ellie's…hell, even the pompous Darius was wearing some. But, despite the raw emotion radiating through her, Suki, with a joyful smile, recited her vows.
"I, Suki Lane, take you, Buster Moon, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do us part. This is my solemn vow."
"Then by the power invested in me," Jack loudly proclaimed with a smile, "I now pronounce you KOALA AND DOG! You may kiss the bride!"
And needless to say, the entire beach erupted in thunderous cheers and applause, which seemed to only grow louder with some hoots and hollers as Buster, in a stunning show of strength and skill, managed to dip Suki as he passionately kissed her. And before long, the beach was awash with joyous celebrations as the wedding party gathered underneath a large tent that would shelter the reception. And as the sun went down and the lights in the tent came on, the real party began.
Music provided by MC Eddie.
The humorous site of Buster and Suki force-feeding each other cake.
The even MORE humorous, but still touching site of Buster sharing his first dance with Suki, his head nestled almost perfectly below her chest as they slowly swayed to the music. This was followed by the bouquet toss, which Porsha and Cherry thought they had in the bag with the two of the doubling each other's chances, only for their faces to fall in mild annoyance as a less-than-interested Nooshy accidentally caught the offending bundle of flowers.
"Here love birds," she said with playful scoff, slamming the bundle into Porsha's chest, "all yours."
And even though they knew it was some gentle ribbing, Porsha and Cherry didn't care as they shared a tender kiss, which received a mixture of "oh's and aw's." And it could only seem to get more perfect as the tossing of the garter-blet was next. And it was during this that Suki had to keeping herself from moaning as Buster, after putting his head under her dress to remove the belt, decided to take a little extra time by pushing Suki's panties aside, the koala taking a good five seconds to thrust his tongue in and out of her now leaking pussy before proceeding to remove the garter-blet with his teeth.
And the moment it was tossed, well Porsha thought it was fate as the lucky recipient was Ryan, the tiger eagerly walking over to Porsha and Cherry, the two girls cuddled up on either side of him as Buster snapped a picture for the wedding album. Unfortunately, it was at this moment that Nick felt his cellphone vibrating in his coat pocket. Pulling it out, his eyes went wide with shock, his attention quickly turning to where Buster and Suki were chatting with Nana, laughing as the old sheep sipped her glass of champagne. Nick quickly made his way over to the bride and groom, which caught the attention of Porsha, who followed after him.
"Hey, Suki, Buster. I have some bad news!" Nick harshly whispered as he reached the newly married pair, his urgent demeanor worrying them, as well as Nana and Porsha.
"Bad news?" Buster asked stepping towards the fox, gently placing a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to" move him back towards the main party. Unfortunately, the fox shrugged the koala's had away, which greatly unnerved the small group.
"Can't this wait until later?"
"Sorry, but this is important," he said and looked at Buster.
"Jimmy Crystal has escaped prison."
This sucked the merriment out of the others in a flash, their eyes wide in alarm, especially Porsha as she began to hyperventilate, only being able to calm herself down as Nick and Suki both placed a comforting hand in her shoulders.
"Don't worry Prisha," the fox cooed, "my guys will find him."
Suki leaned down to Nick's level.
"Thank you, Nick," she said kissing his cheek, but then gave him a hot French kiss. This of course rubbed Buster the wrong way at seeing his newly married wife kissing his daughter's half-brother, but it was true. Nick was quite a charmer. But, as the night progressed, Porsha couldn't help but sneak glances toward her father and his new wife, both speaking with their brother and brother-in-law and his wife, a warm feeling welling in her chest as she worked up the courage to do something she had been planning to do for the wedding for some time…well, more so when Suki came to her kindergarten play.
And so…with a nervous gulp…
"E-excuse me," Porsha timidly called, the quite voice of her girlfriend catching Cherry's attention, who couldn't help but smile as Porsha tried to call out again, a tad bit louder.
"E-EXCUSE M-ME!'
Realizing what Porsha was trying to do, Cherry, trading a loving smile with Ryan, gently tapped a nearby champagne glass with a fork, the high-pitched ring a clear signal for everyone to quiet down, all eyes soon turning to a now very self-conscious Porsha, who, after a gentle nudge from Cherry, nervously cast her gaze to her feet…almost as if she were a shy pup.
"Excuse me everyone," she called again, lifting her gaze from her shoes.
"I-I'd like to make some toast…UGH! MAKE A TOAST!"
Porsha felt she wasn't doing good so far, even with the good-natured chuckles being sent her way. But she soon found herself looking into the loving eyes of her koala father, the marsupial taken aback for a moment, only for a warm smile to spread on his lips.
"OK," he whispered as he stood beside Suki, the saluki soon finding her gaze locked with Porsha, who had now started twiddling her thumbs as she took a deep breath.
"I just wanted to share something with you guys…it's a little bit from this show I did in Kindergarten. It was actually the first show that Suki ever saw me in. And I really didn't appreciate what those words meant…until recently…so…"
Taking a deep breath and putting on her best "big girl" smile, Porsha addressed the crowd.
"'She kisses my boo-boos, she brushes my hair…we love you mothers, everywhere."
And the moment their eyes met, neither Suki and Porsha, or anyone else, could stop the tears that came with what was said next.
"'And my mom Suki is beyond compare.'"
In a flash, both daughter and her new mother were in each other's arms, Suki holding her special girl tightly as their tears fell, the saluki placing a gentle kiss on the teen wolf's head as they just stood there, both being enveloped by gentle applause from all around. And as he observed his wife and daughter embrace, Buster let his own tears fall, the koala finding comfort in knowing that, despite all that happened, Porsha never REALLY lost her mother…
She had one all along.
And with the day's event's coming to a close, sitting with her new parents in the sand, basking in the warm sunset, all would sleep easily knowing, that at long last…
Their family was complete…
And perfect.
As everyone was winding down from the party, Porsha had excused herself from the group to go to the bathroom. However, after she left the stall and finished washing her hands, Porsha turned around to leave, but came face to face with…
"Hi, Porsha," Jimmy growled. Before she could scream. Jimmy smacked her across the face, knocking her to the floor. Porsha was dazed, but that wasn't the worse part. A gag was put in her mouth, and she could feel Jimmy tearing the back of her dress open.
Jimmy Crystal was going to rape her again!
"Oh, Porsha, I have missed this tight pussy of yours," Jimmy said with a laugh and shoved himself into her.
"NO!" Porsha screamed as she shot up in bed. Her body was slick with sweat, and she was panting hard. Throwing off her covers, Porsha hurried out of bed to the mirror, checking her body for any sign of her being raped. And to her relief there was none. It had all been a nightmare. But it still felt so real. Suddenly, her bedroom door swung open, Porsha whirling around to see Suki, a look of great concern etched on her face. But upon noticing the state that Porsha was in, Suki couldn't help but let a loving smile form on her lips as she went to sit on the edge of the wolf's bed.
"Having nightmares again?" the saluki asked, patting the spot beside her.
"Yes," Porsha sighed, taking the invitation to sit by her new mother as she proceeded to tell Suki about her dream. It saddened her mother to see how upset her daughter was, but she for some reason had an idea—a naughty idea—to help Porsha. Leading her daughter by the hand, Suki led her to the bedroom where Buster was already naked and waiting for his wife.
"Suki? Why is Porsha here?" Buster asked covering his already huge boner. This only made Suki smile, as she knew that both Porsha and Buster were going to really enjoy the night. With that in mind, Suki gave Porsha a little push. It was then that Buster noticed that Porsha was still wearing what she'd worn to bed, a plain white cotton t-shirt and a pair of short shorts that showed off her little ass very nicely. But that still didn't stop Buster from wondering why Suki brought their daughter into their room. After all, this was to be their honeymoon.
"Porsha, is everything alright?" he asked concerned, his desire to make himself as decent as possible as he noticed his daughter's crestfallen face. Porsha looked at her father sitting on the bed, the koala using the covers to hide his naked body from her.
"Oh, hi, Daddy. Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that I had a nightmare about Mr. Crystal again."
Damn, Buster thought, is she still gonna to be having nightmares about that day?
Suki looked at him.
"I was thinking you could help her forget about Mr. Crystal," she said to Buster.
"You two have fun," she said and hurried to the kitchen to make herself a snack.
Porsha sat down on the edge of the bed, wiggling into the middle of the bed to make room for him.
"So, what happened in your dream, Porsha?" he asked, reaching over to hold her hand.
"He tried to rape me in my dream," Porsha sighed sadly.
"I just wish I knew my birth father. He would have loved me."
She paused.
"Daddy, can I ask you something?"
"Of course, sweetheart. Anything."
"Daddy, I heard some girls talking about me today," she said, her voice dropping low. "They said that I'm a freak for being bi. Is that true, Daddy?"
Damn. Where the hell was Suki when he needed her? Usually whenever Porsha asked him these kinds of questions, he deflected them over to his wife. But she wasn't there at the moment.
"Uh, well, Porsha," he said, "I, uh… I don't think what they said was very nice."
His gaze traveled downward along the curve of Porsha's back and stopped at her shorts, which really left nothing to the imagination. The tight clingy material showed off every curve of her cute bubble butt, and the bottoms of the shorts barely reached the tops of her thighs. How did she get to be so hot? He could almost see her panties. As soon as he thought about this, the blood began flowing down to his dick. Oh, come on! he thought. Not now!
"But was it true, Daddy?" Porsha asked.
"Is being bi wrong?"
"No, your, uh, your sexuality just makes you different from all the others. I love you no matter if your straight, bi, or a lesbian."
Buster tried to make himself look away, but the curvature of his now nineteen-year-old daughter's ass held his gaze like a magnet.
"Thanks, Daddy," she said. She flipped over onto her back, looking up at him as she laid her head in his lap, a sly smirk forming on her lips as she decided to tease her father a little more, the sexy wolf having noticed him loo at her.
"And how about my tits, Daddy, do you think my tits are as great as mom's?"
Buster's semi-erection twitched under the covers when he heard Porsha say "tits."
"Uh, yes, Porsha."
"Can you tell me, Daddy? Can you tell me how nice my titties are?"
"I really like your tits, Porsha. Your tits are perfect. They fit perfectly in your hands, and I bet it looks very cute when Cherry sucks them and Ryan cums on them."
His cock was getting harder and harder with every second, and he could feel it pressing through his covers, sandwiched between his left leg and her jawline. She had to be able to feel it; it was a raging boner touching her face, for fuck's sake. The thought of his daughter feeling his erection touching her cheek and letting it happen just turned him on all the more.
"Thank you, Daddy," Porsha told him, flashing him another smile. "You really know how to make me feel special."
Before Buster could react, Porsha grabbed him and smashed her lips against his, his eyes going wide as he felt Porsha push her tongue into mouth. The koala then reached up and took hold of the wolf girl's face, kissing her back. As soon the kiss ended, Porsha looked at him.
"Daddy?" she said softly. "Did you like my special kiss?"
That voice-that damn voice of hers. It sounded so young, so innocent, but there was a sexy undertone that drove him horny-crazy. Buster blushed.
"Uh, sorry, Porsha, I shouldn't-" Buster stammered, looking away in embarrassment.
"No, Daddy! Please look at me!" Porsha said.
"I like it when you look at my body. I like the attention. It makes me feel special."
In one fluid motion she stripped off her shirt and sat topless next to him. Buster's eyes traveled from her face to her collar bone, delicate just like the rest of her, then to her breasts as she got up on her knees and scooted closer, reaching for his hands.
"Here, Daddy. Play with my tits. Feel them, they're so soft. I like it when my tits get touched. I touch them a lot when I play with myself at night."
Buster was shocked. Here was his innocent little princess of a daughter talking about her self-pleasing habits.
"When you, uh, play with yourself?"
She nodded.
"Mmm-hmm. It's how I get to sleep. I like the feeling it gives me, all warm and fuzzy and then I get tired and fall asleep. I also imagine that it's mama, Nick, Cheery or Ryan who is making me cum. I, uh, also think about what it would be like to have Uncle Charlie fuck me."
Buster almost came right there. The mental image of his daughter masturbating at night in her bed, fingering her pussy and squeezing those pretty little tits of hers, trying to stay quiet when she had her orgasms, was too much. Horniness won over morals, and he reached out, a breast in each hand. Squeezing softly, he elicited a moan from his daughter.
"Oh, yes, Daddy, that feels so good," she whispered. Buster leaned in towards her left tit, extending his tongue and flicking her nipple. She gasped.
"Ooh, Daddy, it feels so good, keep going."
Buster obeyed, licking her breasts, suckling on one nipple and playfully pinching the other as Porsha kept moaning, begging her father to continue.
"Please don't stop now, Daddy." She ran her fingers over his ears while slipping a hand below the waistband of her shorts to finger herself.
Buster could feel his dick oozing precum like a leaky faucet through the sheets. His erection raged under the covers, and he all he could think about was fucking Porsha's pussy like a horny dog as he licked the valley between Porsha's breasts, making her giggle.
"Ooh, Daddy, that tickles!"
But she was quickly back to moaning and gasping for breath as Buster lightly bit her nipple.
"Oh Daddy, you make me feel so good. I shouldn't have laid in bed reading romance novels all those nights. I should have come into your room and snuggled up to you. Would you have liked that, Daddy? Feeling these tits and nipples pressing into your back? Would it have turned you on? Would you have had to jack off facing the floor, so you didn't cum all over Mama and me?"
Buster groaned around his daughter's nipple. Her dirty talk was doing wonders to his cock.
"Or maybe I could have slept so my ass was facing you, huh? Would you have liked that better, Daddy? Feeling your big hard dick in between my ass cheeks, and having me grind on your cock till you came all over my ass?"
"Yes, Porsha, I would have," Buster groaned, reaching down and cupping her ass in both hands. It was so warm and soft. He squeezed her cheeks and massaged them while slurping on her tits.
Holy smokes, what was he saying? Here he was, talking to his own daughter about how much he wanted to fuck her. What the hell was wrong with him? He tried to stop himself, tried to pull his mouth away from her chest, but Porsha moved forward, forcing him up against the headboard of her bed. Now he was on the bed on his back, with her on top, straddling him and grinding on his erection through the covers.
"Daddy, I need to tell you something," she said in a low voice.
"I'm not a virgin. I had my first time with Nick, then I and Suki became lovers. Now I've been imagining having sex with you ever since I saw you and Mama having sex one night. I was hiding outside your door, watching you pounding her up on the bed. You were on top and she was on her back with her legs up in the air, and you were standing and slamming your cock down into her. You would pull out almost all the way, and I could see part of your head. Then you went down on her, hard. Every time you went balls-deep inside her you thrusted so hard her legs would move. I had a perfect view of your dick going into Mamay's pussy, hearing your balls slapping against her, and it turned me on so much listening to you two fuck and call each other all those dirty words that I squirted all over the floor and made a big mess."
Buster remembered that night, waking up the next morning and finding a sticky puddle on the floor outside their bedroom door. Porsha had told him she'd spilled some "juice" on the floor. He chuckled.
Well, she hadn't lied.
Porsha fiddled with the zipper on her shorts and wiggled out of them and the black lace panties she wore underneath.
"I want you to fuck my pussy, Daddy, because I really want to be able to understand why mama always drools when she talks about you. You're pretty big, aren't you, Daddy? I'll bet you're at least seven inches. I dream about fucking you, Daddy. When I'm fucking myself I imagine it's you. I like pretending my fingers are yours. And I cum so hard, Daddy, and it's not even the real you."
"Daddy please fuck me. Fuck my tight slutty pussy. It's all yours, and it's all nice and wet for you. Look Daddy, my pussy is dripping, because I really want you to fuck me nice and hard," Porsha moaned, now completely naked as she sat back on her knees, still fingering herself relentlessly, looking him straight in the eyes as she did. And she was right. The fingers of her right hand were slick with pussy juice. She was so wet that her juices were flowing out around her fingers, creating a big wet spot, which was growing steadily.
What am I thinking? Buster thought. Am I really about to fuck my own daughter? How is that not a disgusting thought? On the other hand, she wants me to fuck her. She's been dreaming about this for a long time. We both have. On the other hand, what about Suki? What if she wants to join us? Man, I would love to have my dick being rubbed by two hot pussies.
"Ah, what the hell," Buster said. He stood up, the covers leaving him as his dick swung upwards towards his stomach and sent the gathering deposit of precum on the head catapulting off onto Porsha's tits, spattering clear sticky drops on her chest.
Buster had received many compliments for his cock over the years. From the jealous guys in the local gym's locker room, some of whom he didn't know would secretly jack as they fantasized about sucking him off, and from Suki. When fully erect, his cock was nine inches long, but the dirty talk and foreplay had stretched it to ten. This made Porsha gasp as her eyes went wide.
"Oh my gosh, Daddy, your dick is so big!" she squealed.
"I can take it all, though, every inch. I'm a big girl, aren't I?"
"Yes, you are, Porsha," said Buster. "You're my little princess."
"Then what are you waiting for, Daddy?" Porsha asked, in her sexiest innocent little girl voice. She lay on her back on the edge of her bed and spread her legs, holding open her pussy lips with her fingers. Her pussy still glinted with juices as she looked up at Buster, biting her bottom lip seductively.
"Come fuck your slutty daughter."
Buster couldn't believe this was happening. One of his many fantasies was coming true. He was about to fuck the hell out of Porsha. He rubbed some precum around the head of his cock as he guided his hard-on straight for Porsha's wet pussy.
"Porsha, sweetie, if we're going to do this, I need you to tell me if at any point in time it starts hurting. I'm your father, after all. I don't want to cause you any pain."
"Okay, Daddy," Porsha promised.
"I'll tell you if it hurts."
I guess she still has some PTSD lingering after Jimmy Crystal raped her, Buster thought o himself.
"And another thing: you and I need to thank Suki for setting this up."
Porsha giggled, with that cute bubbly laugh of hers.
"Don't worry, Daddy, I'll be sure to thank her the best way I can. How would you feel about having a threesome with us?"
Buster grabbed Porsha's legs, opening them further and giving him more access to her pussy. He pushed forward slightly, letting the tip of his cock push past the folds, and slide slightly into the opening. Porsha's body shuddered, and clenched, and she gasped slightly. He glanced up. Her eyes were closed, her head lay back on the pillow, her mouth half open in an expression of pure bliss as he slowly he eased into her pussy until his cock was halfway inside her, and then paused, enjoying the familiar feeling of a pussy clenching around his cock. He hasn't had sex since that date he went on with Suki, and jacking off just didn't cut it anymore. Porsha moaned, opening her eyes and sitting up so she could watch her dad's cock disappear completely inside her.
"Daddy, it feels so good having your big dick in my pussy. You're already stretching me out, and it feels so good. Can you feel it, Daddy? Can you feel my pussy squeezing your hard cock? It feels good, doesn't it, Daddy?"
"Yes, it does," Buster groaned.
"It's so hot inside you."
He slowly started thrusting in and out, in and out, every movement flooding his nerves with pleasure.
Porsha gave soft moans every time he bottomed out inside her.
"Ah, ah, ah. Yes, Daddy, oh yeah, just like that. Let me feel that love you have for me."
She reached down and placed her hands shoulders, creating a barrier that he barely touched every time he thrusted into her. The slight touch of his daughter's hands on him was so hot, so sexy.
Buster picked up the pace, fucking Porsha a little harder now, his balls slapping against the base of her ass cheeks.
"Fuck me right there, Daddy," she begged.
"Yeah yeah yeah, right there. Oh, don't stop. No, don't stop. Just keep fucking me with that big fat dick."
Buster was in taboo heaven. Fucking his sweet Porsha's little pussy was the greatest feeling of all time. Her walls put pressure on his cock from all sides, trying to milk every drop of cum from his balls. It was working; he could feel his shaft warming up, as his orgasm rapidly approached.
"How you doing, baby?"
Porsha didn't answer. She was lost in the feeling of Buster's cock slamming balls-deep in her pussy.
"Yeah, oh yeah. Ah, you're gonna make me cum, Daddy. Yeah, you're gonna make me cum all over your big dick."
Those words nearly drove Buster over the edge, but he forced himself to wait for his daughter to cum first. Nice guys always finished last. Porsha then changed positions with him. Buster was now on his back, and she was on top of him. Porsha bounced up and down on his cock. She looked down, staring in awe at the cock moving in and out of her tight pussy, all while Buster stared at her bouncing tits.
"Daddy, please don't stop, you're so much fun to fuck!" she squealed.
"Oh, you're fun to fuck too, baby," Buster said.
"Because before every show, I'm going to fuck you."
Porsha smiled and leaned down until her lips met his again. They kissed passionately, their tongues tied together as they made out, gasping for breath and moaning into each other. Porsha broke away from the kiss and wrapped her arms around Buster's back, hugging him tightly. Her cries were louder now, more high pitched.
"Ah, ah, ah, yeah, don't stop, Daddy, don't ever stop! Yeah, yeah, ah, ah! I'm cumming! I'm cumming, Daddy! I'm cumming!"
No, Buster thought, not yet! He had waited for Porsha to cum first, and now he was struggling to catch up. But it was too late; his chivalrous move had cost them a mutual orgasm. Porsha locked her ankles in the small of his back and pressed herself to him, her body trembling as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over her. As she cried out loudly, Buster felt liquid rushing out of her pussy, running down the length of his cock, dripping off his balls and splashing the bed.
Suki listened from the kitchen, the saluki fully nude as she fingered her pussy enjoyed some champagne. It sounded like Buster and Porsha were having fun, so the horny saluki finished her drink and headed back to the bedroom to join Buster and Porsha, the former pulling out of the latter with a wet schlop, laying her down on her bed. She was still shaking like a leaf, murmuring softly. Buster kept stroking his erection, which had not gotten a chance to unload.
"Ohhhh. Oh, yeah," Porsha gasped, sitting up.
"Wow, Daddy, I came hard for you!" She giggled.
"You sure did, Porsha," Buster said, glancing down at Porsha's pussy. Her fluids continued to leak out, oozing from her insides and dripping down the side of her bed. She was the wettest little slut he'd ever seen, and she was all his.
"I'm proud of you, sweetie," he said, kissing the top of her sweaty forehead.
"Thanks, Daddy," she said.
Then Suki entered and looked down at Buster's disappointed erection, still hard and ready to bust.
"Wow, look how hard you are even after that hard, hard fucking you gave Porsha," she said softly.
"Well, I can't help it, Suki," Buster said.
"She's so beautiful, so hot, and her pussy is so damn tight."
"Well maybe Mama and I can help you Daddy," said Porsha.
"You made me cum, now Mama and I are gonna make you cum."
In all this world, there was nothing sweeter to Buster than the words Porsha had just said.
"Just bring your dick over here," Suki said getting down on her knees in front of Buster.
"It's so big I'm gonna need both hands."
She made two loose fists around Buster's penis and began rubbing up and down. She leaned in and kissed the tip, sucking on the head before parting her lips and sinking almost four inches into her mouth.
"Mmm, mmm," she moaned, before releasing his cock with a loud, alluring pop sound. "Your dick tastes good, Buster, especially with our daughter's pussy juices all over it. It's like a juice-coated, fleshy baton. So, are you ready for a thressome, huh?"
With that, Suki stuck her tongue at the very base of his cock and licked all the way to the tip, still stroking back and forth slowly with her hands.
Buster leaned back and closed his eyes, clasping his hands behind his back. The orgasm he'd prevented from surfacing was now coming back, very quickly.
"Ooh, yeah," he groaned.
"Does it feel good, Daddy?" Porsha asked in her cute little voice.
"Does it feel good having mama squeezing your dick with both hands and blowing you?"
As Porsha teased Buster, Suki took Buster's cock into her mouth and vigorously stroked the shaft, slurping on his cock as if it were a popsicle, the cock throbbing and pulsating as she stroked and sucked, leaving a wet smeared trace of saliva on his shaft, and he felt his legs shake as his orgasm grew ever nearer.
"Oh, yeah, it sure does," he grunted.
Porsha got off the bed and moved next to Suki.
"And when I'm licking your balls?"
When those words hit his ears, Buster let out a low moan as the she-wolf ran her tongue over the bottom of his ballsack, taking care to give each orb some loving attention. Suki kept sucking Buster's cock, the tip of her tongue in a come-here motion as she continued pumping her fist. Porsha sucked one testicle, then the other, then put his whole nutsack into her mouth and sucked as if she were trying to rip them off of him, while Suki was jacking his shaft off faster and faster. She opened her mouth, released his balls and smiled up at him.
"That's where all the cum is, isn't it?"
Buster nodded.
Suki smiled.
"And I want it. I want all that cum on Porsha and I's faces," she said.
Buster groaned loudly and looked down. Porsha massaged his balls. She stared up at him with those innocent, angelic yellow eyes.
"Ooh, I can see your dick throbbing, Daddy. You're ready to cum, aren't you?"
"Uh huh," Buster whimpered softly.
"Cum for me, Daddy!" Porsha shouted as his climax hit.
"Cum for your beautiful wife and daughter!" Suki cried.
"Ahhhhhh, fuck!" Buster yelled as he came. Suki and Porsha's words were all the encouragement he needed, and he moved Suki's hands and took over, jacking himself off so hard his right hand was a blur. Porsha and Suki leaned back on their knees, tilted their head back, and opened their mouths. The first two jets of cum shot forth from Buster's dick head like streaks of white lightning. The first one plastered itself in Suki's hair, the second splattered on the bridge of Porsha's nose. The saluki and wolf giggled with delight as more of Buster's cum pumped out of his head, as though he hadn't cum in weeks. He blasted both of their cheeks, then deposited a thick load on their extended tongues. He kept going, riding his orgasm all the way through. More cum flew onto Porsha and Suki's lips, chin and throat, some dripping down onto their tits.
His dick twitched a few more times, but his ejaculations no longer had their force, and the cum dribbled out onto his fingers. He took a few deep breaths, steadying himself. He grinned down at Porsha and Suki, who seemed absolutely delighted with their facial.
"Yay, Daddy, you came for us!" Porsha squealed. "And there's so much of it, too. Your balls were really full, weren't they?"
Buster could only nod.
"Well, I'm so happy that you shared all your cum with us," Suki said. She licked the cum off her lips and wiped some from her chin with a finger that she put into her mouth, sucking clean.
"Mmmm, it's like honey in my mouth. I love it. I hope you can make lots more for us, Buster."
She leaned over and stroked his softening cock.
"Because Porsha and I are going to fuck the ever-loving hell out of you."
"That's just what I wanted to hear, Suki," Buster said, grinning.
"Now, Porsha, get daddy ready for the best night of his life."
Porsha bent down and took hold of his penis, kissing his head and sucking up the cum. Then she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him on the lips.
"I love you, Daddy."
Buster wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her closer to him.
"I love you too, Princess."
"Just get him hard for us Porsha!" Suki shouted, the saluki, though touched by the tender scene, clearly growing sexually frustrated, which was clearly evident by the fact she was aggressively rubbing her clit. But luckily for Suki, Porsha knew just the thing to get Buster hard. And while Buster was confused, and a bit disappointed when Porsha positioned him to just stand on his knees, he instantly knew what the sexy wolf had in mind as she suddenly forced Suki onto her back, the dog landing with a small "OOMP!" before she found herself rolled on her side facing Buster.
"Wow, this is hot," Buster moaned as he began to stroke his hardening cock, the koala's suspicion of Porsha's next move proving correct as the younger woman straddled Suki's right thigh, lifting left leg so that she could drape it over her shoulder. And once the wolf had a good rip of thigh that was between her tits…well, Suki found herself biting and clawing the sheets as her daughter quickly, and without any mercy or foreplay of any kind, viciously began to grind her pussy against her mother's, the saluki's usually low voice rising several octaves to the point that if Buster was blindfolded he would think she was a teenager herself.
"Yeah," Porsha moaned as she delivered a particularly hard thrust against Suki's pussy, the saluki letting out a cute little squeak as her eyes rolled halfway back into her head, "scissoring is one of my favorites. It's one of Cherry's too, especially when we get a double dildo in the mix."
Upon hearing his daughter recount her sexual activities with her girlfriend, Buster increased the pace on his cock, the mental image of both young women rubbing their clits together as their pussies were filled with a double dildo help to bring him back to full vigor, ready to get it squeezed again by some tight pussy. But at the present time, Buster was just content watching the sexy lesbian scene before him, his hand working his aching cock as he watched his two girls rub their pussies together rhythmically, wet smacking sounds hitting his ears as their pussy juices mingled, their moans mixing in as their sensitive clits rubbed together.
But unfortunately for Porsha, her fast-approaching release would be delayed by the hungry saluki beneath her, the older woman's eye soon catching the hot sight of her toned husband stroking his meaty shaft, huge globs of pre flying from the tip only to land a few inches away from her. And Suki must have been really hungry because neither Porsha or Buster had time to react as the saluki suddenly pushed Porsha away, a whimper escaping the wolf's throat as the feeling of Suki's pussy separating from hers, thus denying her fast building orgasm. But, she couldn't be too bothered as she watched Suki push Buster onto his back, the koala not even having any time to react before she straddled his waist.
"Suki, honey, let's slow down a little bit," he attempted say in an attempt to calm the obviously horny saluki down, which did not seem to work as she firmly grasped his cock, giving a few strong strokes before lining it up with her pussy. And in a matter of two seconds, both Buster and Suki moaned in tandem ecstasy as she slammed her hips down on his, ramming every inch of his cock into her. But as she was regaining some of her senses, Suki noticed Porsha, and annoyed scowl on her face, fingering herself to the sight. This resulted in a light giggle escaping Suki as she made eye contact with her daughter, seductively beckoning the younger wolf over with her index finger.
"Porsha," Suki moaned as she started to roll her hips on Buster's pelvis, the feeling of his cock rubbing her inner walls as the head caressed her cervix making her moan, "why don't you give your father something to eat?"
Porsha immediately perked up this, the wolf suddenly happy that she would have her release after all.
"Sure thing, Mama," Porsha said with a giggle, the sexy wolf wasting no time getting into position, which involved her straddling Buster's head, her back to Suki as she began to rub her dripping cunt over Buster's face, the koala releasing a wanting whimper over a pleasured moan as he hungrily licked his lips.
"Eddie is not going to fucking believe this, girls," Buster moaned, only to let out a muffled shout of surprise a moment later as Porsha sat on his face, his lips kissing her pussy, the koala immediately relishing the sweet taste of her juices as she stared down at him through the valley between her breasts. And as he looked into his daughter's eyes, Buster thought he was about fill Suki right then and there as Porsha hungrily locked her lips before responding to his statement.
"Then we better give him a hell of a story then, shouldn't we?"
With that, the room was filled with loud, lust-filled moans as Buster began to eat out Porsha, the young wolf trembling as the koala tongue-fucked her, darting into her tight cavern, scooping more of her delicious juices out, all while he felt himself being pulled to his own orgasm as Suki began to fervently riding his cock, bringing her hips down hard so that his cock would touch her cervix each time.
"Of, fuck yes, Buster Baby," Suki moaned, the saluki soon adding to her and Porsha's arousal as she suddenly leaned forward, her arms pulling Porsha closer until her back was against her mother's tits. And from Buster's vantage point, the sight only became more arousing as Suki began to knead Porsha's own breasts, the two canines soon finding themselves enveloped in a heated, tongue filled kiss. And this seemed to send Suki over the top, for the next time she came down on Buster's cock, it was so hard that Buster actually felt the first half inch of his cock breach her cervix and into her womb.
"FUCK, BUSTER!" Suki screamed as a she began to soak Buster's crotch with her orgasmic juices, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, while at the same time the koala immediately felt his balls churning as Suki's pussy squeezed tight. And before Suki knew, she was driven to another, smaller orgasm, her eyes rolling back into her head as she suddenly felt a burning heat in her core as Buster fired rope after sticky rope of hot koala cum into her womb. And for a solid fifteen seconds, Suki and Buster merely gasped and moaned as his cock throbbed in her pussy until finally he had fired his last.
"You okay, Mama?" Porsha teased, her hand keeping Buster's mouth latched to her pussy as she looked at Suki's post-orgasm face from over her shoulder, the saluki clearly struggling too catch her breath as she merely leaned against Porsha's back, the wolf feeling her mother's heart beat as her tits pressed into her shoulder blades.
"Y-yeah sweetie," Suki cooed, a tired smile crossing her muzzle as she was finally able to compose herself. And a good thing too, because the moment she had come back down to earth, Suki could actually feel the load that Buster had pumped into her, the hick fluid sloshing around her womb. And if Suki had to wager a guess, she was undoubtedly pregnant. Though she wasn't certain Buster wouldn't mind a kid of his own, or Porsha a little sibling.
But they would cross that bridge when they came to it.
For now, Suki was keen on letting her husband fill their daughter just like he had done her. So of course, it came as a surprise, and another disappointment, when Porsha suddenly felt Suki roughly grope her tits, forcefully pulling the girl back until she was flat on her back. But the moment she saw looked up, she felt her heartbeat increase even more as she gazed up at Suki's dripping pussy, Buster's seed visible dripping from the abused cunt onto her nose.
"Why don't you clean me out while I get your father ready for you, baby?" Suki cooed as she lowered her stuffed pussy to her daughter's mouth, the younger wolf immediately getting to work as she dove her tongue into the leaking hole, a low moan escaping her throat as she tasted Buster's cum mixed with Suki's juices. And as she savored her salty and sweet snack, Suki had been working to get Buster hard again by deep throating him, her tongue working to clean off the cum-covered cock while also getting Porsha primed again by balancing on her knees and one arm as she used her free hand finger Porsha's pussy, causing the wolf to moan into her own.
"Fuck, that's hot," Buster moaned, the koala so turned on by what he was seeing and feeling that he grabbed the back of Suki's head, the saluki soon finding herself gagging and gurgling around Buster's dick as he fucked her face and throat. But Suki knew she had to keep Buster from giving her a second helping of his cum so he could fill Porsha. And so, it was with great reluctance that Suki pulled off of his cock with a pop. But buster couldn't complain as he saw Suki, still on her hands and knees, fingering Porsha, the dog ending her husband a seductive wink as he fervently jacked off to the sight of his wife fingering his daughter while she was being eaten out. And once he was good and hard again, Buster practically jumped Porsha before lining up his cock, rubbing the tip against her quivering pussy lips, smearing the huge globs of pre on her clit.
"Damn it, Daddy, I want your cock now!" Porsha growled, the wolf having been pulled form her oral treatment of Suki's pussy by Buster's painful teasing. And Buster would be lying if he said that he didn't jump a little when Porsha reached down and grabbed the hard dick, jacking it off as she pulled on it until it started to open her pussy, the wolf continuing to guide the koala into her tight depths, sinking the beautiful cock in inch after inch as she continued to feast of the heavenly combo of cum and juices as she cleaned out Suki. But the moment Buster bottomed out, he found out that Porsha must have been really close because once the head touched her cervix, she squirted like a firehose, instantly lubricating his advancing boner as it started sliding in and out of her tight cunt, the vice-like walls squeezing his meaty fuck-stick hard as her pussy juices lubed him up. But after coming down from her high, Porsha gentle pushed her mother off of her face, the saluki slightly disappointed when Porsha's skilled tongue left her cunt. But she let it slide the moment Porsha sat, only to lean back against her like she was a recliner. But the moment she looked down to where Buster was penetrated in her, her eyes went wide upon seeing that even though he was touching her cervix, there was still an inch to go.
"Wow! It's so big! I think even bigger than Nick's!"
Looking down, the koala could see that he was indeed NEARLY fully incased in his daughter's snatch, his meat rod being massaged by her love canal. This, along with being compared to her half-brother, and the sight of his beautiful daughter's tits being molded by Suki's hands proved too much for the horny koala as he grabbed Porsha's ankle and thigh, ready to pummel the teen pussy hard. And before she knew, the Porsha was being pulled hard onto the fat cock, cumming hard again as she felt the meaty head punch right through her cervix and into her womb over and over again as his heavy balls slapped against her cute teen ass.
"Yeah Daddy, fuck my pussy! I'm safe, but I want you to cum inside me like you want to get me pregnant!"
Upon hearing this, Buster went absolutely insane with lust as he began to pummel his girl's gushing snatch with wild abandon, making sure he punched through her cervix and into her womb each time. And each time he did, both the koala and her sexy wife couldn't help but chuckled as Porsha let out cute little squeaks with each thrust. Buster and Suki even took advantage of the distraction to meet in a tongue-filled kiss, effectively sandwiching Porsha between them. But the moment was interrupted when Buster suddenly let out a small yelp, followed by a hiss of pain. As it turned out, in her ecstasy, Porsha had hooked her arms under Buster's for stability, only for her claws to start digging and dragging down his shoulder blades, effectively drawing blood. And it was only from Buster's pained sounds that Porsha finally came back to reality, her eyes going wide and brimming with tears at the realization of what she had just done to her father.
"OH DADDY! I'M SO SORR-OH!"
Porsha found herself immediately silenced by Buster, the koala glaring hungrily at his daughter, his next words flowing slowly out of his mouth as his eyes filled with something that Porsha, and to that extent Suki, had not seen before…and it turned them on greatly.
"Don't be sorry…keep going."
Before Porsha had time to respond, Buster hungrily shot his tongue into her mouth before resuming his thrusting. Along with that, Porsha found that Buster was actually becoming more aggressive with his thrusts, each motion now short, but with more power. And even though Porsha couldn't see it, she was almost certain her cervix was getting bruised. This proved too much for Porsha, the wolf thrown into another gushing orgasm, her tight walls squeezing Buster's cock, the poor girl screaming into his mouth as his tongue continued to violently fight hers. And it was at that moment that Buster felt that familiar stirring in her loins.
"I'm gonna cum inside you, baby…and you're going to take every last drop," Buster growled as he once again glared at Porsha, the wolf's eyes fluttering as she dreamily stared at her father, her claws now out of his back as she brought her hands up to grasp his face, aggressively pressing her nose to his as she forced herself against his thrusts.
"Do it Daddy! Cum in your daughter's tight pussy!" Porsha growled back before shoving her tongue back into Buster's mouth, both father and daughter hungrily making out as Buster prepared to unload his balls into Porsha. And close by, a now panting Suki had removed herself from Porsha's back to just watch, one arm supporting her, and her tongue lolled out as she viciously pumped three fingers in and out of her pussy. But she soon found she needed more the moment she saw Buster suddenly lunge forward, the koala helping Porsha display some flexibility as he grabbed her ankles, pinning them to either side of her head as literally tried to force her through the bed.
Suki was so turned on by this that she couldn't take it an more and jumped to just shoving her whole fist into her pussy, the saluki cumming around her wrist as she watched Buster, who after another few minutes of violently fucking his little girl's cunt, slammed his cock deep into pussy, punching the first inch through her cervix before keeping his hips firmly in place as his balls seized and the first, huge rope of cum instantly filled the fertile womb.
Porsha moaned like a whore the moment she felt the piping hut cum from her father's nut-sack flood her womb, the feeling sending her into another, though less powerful orgasm as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Putting her hand on her belly, Porsha moaned as she felt the heat spread through her as she felt Buster's cock throb violently with each pump of cum, the salty spunk soon overflowing as it spilled out of her cunt and around the thick cock. And as she relished the feeling, Porsha couldn't help but jiggle as she saw her father finally come back to his mild-mannered state of mind, the sex-crazed koala from earlier now locked back away in his subconscious.
"Love you, Daddy," Porsha giggled, placing an affection lick on Buster's nose, making the grinning koala return the gesture with a little peck.
"Love you too, Baby Girl."
After a minute of just laying in a tangled mess on the bed, Buster finally had the strength to move himself further up the bed, his back propped up by the big, fluffy pillows. And as he caught his breath, the koala couldn't help but let out another low moan as he felt two pairs of arms wrap around one thigh each, soon accompanied by two pairs of lips and two tongues caressing his shaft and balls. And as Buster looked down, he couldn't help the loving smile that spread on his face as he watched Porsha suckling his balls as Suki sucked the first four inches of his cock while jacking off the rest, smearing his and Porsha's spunk as she did. And as Buster reached down, gently caressing both of their heads, the koala couldn't help but release a low chuckle as he thought to himself…
Maybe Nick is onto something.