♥ Taking care of each other ♥

Meli’s cry of pleasure was everything he had hoped for. The Velca woman’s sex was slick with her arousal, testimony to how excited she had gotten teasing Trea’k and then riling him with Emely’s help. Leaning forward so that her calves were resting on his shoulders and their foreheads met, Dustin gazed into his lover’s eyes as he began a slow and deep claiming of her cunt. Meli’s expression was typically Velcan and near emotionless - had he not been with her practically all the time since they had met and learned to read the little signs. What to anyone else would have been a blank face was a picture of emotions and sensations to his trained eye.

Her lips moved the tiniest amount at each downstroke, the precursor of the gasping cries he would draw from her in time. The slightest widening of her eyes or dilation of her pupils as he withdrew spoke to her arousal - and her love. The flush of her cheeks as he pinned her beneath him served to indicate a greater desire, and reading all of that like the second nature it had become Dustin started to speed up. Meli’s eyes rolled back as he pushed deep inside her, a groan of delight filling the air.

Another deep stroke and the woman below gave up on trying to hold her legs, arms reaching up to lock behind his back as he thrust harder, tender lovemaking blending with powerful rutting as the two renewed their passion for each other. Meli’s groans became cries - softer at first then growing in volume as she neared her first climax. With a shudder and a gasping plea to fuck her, the Velca woman’s eyes half-closed in orgasm. By now working towards delivering his fourth load of the evening Dustin didn’t even slow down as his fiance’s cunt contracted around him, keeping the pace as he drove her through one peak and towards the next.

Meli’s hands clutched at him as he pushed them both forward, his weight lifting her hips from the floor slightly to a position where their coupling would rub his cock against the top of her sex on each stroke. The additional friction was enough to tip the woman over the edge again, her mouth a perfect-o of delight at the suddenness of it. For his part, the extra pressure did a number on Dustin; he could probably have kept up fucking with a less aggressive angle for quite some time, but as Meli’s second orgasm faded he grew aware of their audience. Knowing that the others would also want a turn and that none of the ladies would be happy if he stopped just because they had reached climax, he kept the angle and soon felt the signs of an approaching orgasm. Meli seemed to notice it too, her eyes locking on his and her breath coming in gasps.

“A little longer… li’ah’a… so… so close…” she panted, sweat beading on her breasts from the exertion of their lovemaking. Hearing that, Dustin did his best to hold out - and while it was close, he just managed. Meli’s voice rose into a scream, her arms clamping around him and her cunt twitching as he bucked his hips for the final time, their mutual release narrowing their worlds to just each other and that pulsing intensity in their loins.

Once the pair had their breath back, they turned their heads to one side to see who had been watching. Rye and Emely sat a short way away, hands stroking idly between each other’s legs. “I’ll have some of what the nerd’s having.” Rye said grinning, before shaking her head. “’Course, Emmz here won the bet so she gets first dibs.” Dustin shook his head, lifting himself gently off of Meli before turning and sitting cross-legged so he could talk to the other two. “Gambling on sex, again? Seriously? What was the bet this time, how many times Trea’k and I would do it before we called for Rye’s assistance?”

That got a chuckle from the bunny girl, especially when she saw that he didn’t really mind the playful betting that had somehow become a feature of their polycule. “Naa, I bet that you wouldn’t be able to resist painting treacle’s boobs. After how you reacted back when we visited my cousin and, y’kno…” and here the bunny girl used her hands to indicate a much larger chest than her own “…I thought it a sure thing that you’d have pulled out. Emmz said you wouldn’t do that on a ‘first time’ given how precious you are about them, so she won. So, Emmz, whatcha gonna do with your prize?”

At that, Emely who had been nodding along jumped. “Sorry!” she said, before glancing down at Dustin and then over at Trea’k. “Umm… obviously, I’m happy to do whatever with you sir…” Dustin would have been a terrible lover and dominant if he couldn’t read between the lines at a statement like that. “You want something kitten, tell me. You know I’m always happy to hear your requests or suggestions.” Emely blushed and nodded, before reaching behind herself and picking up a familiar looking bottle. “So… after you and Meli I was sort of hoping that…” she paused, her blush deepening before continuing “…and then we were busy and I didn’t want to push, but I wanted to try things and then Trea’k mentioned that she was going to and…” she trailed off again before handing Dustin the bottle. “I don’t want to be the last one. And Trea’k’s still pretty out of it, and since we’re going for first times today it seems…”

The Feliax’s words faded as Dustin took the bottle of lube and turned it over in his hands. “You’re sure, kitten? I mean, you wouldn’t be the last one if we waited until I could give you attention on your own. Pretty sure Rye’s not going to be asking me to bend her over and take her ass any time soon.” That earned a huff from the bunny girl, albeit one with a nod. “You know my stance on bunny-butt, Dusty. Certainly not today. If you want to wait Emmz I’m good to keep this pervert away from my tail until you get yours, ya’kno?” Emely shook her head, her face resolute. Gently moving Rye’s hand to one side - the two women having continued their stimulation of each other during the entire conversation - the Feliax stood and stepped closer to Dustin before turning and lowering herself to the floor, head down and ass in the air, tails gently twitching. “Sir… please fuck my ass.” She whispered.

Dustin stared at the redhead for a moment before moving to one side of her and leaning in to kiss the woman softly on the cheek. “Alright, kitten, if that’s what you want. But not in that position.” His voice hardened into command as he gently lifted her upright, her pupils dilating slightly at the tone of his voice. “If we’re going to take your first time, then it’s going to be as perfect as I can make it. And knowing you, that means you want to give up control. Meli, Rye, will you help?” Emely’s eyes widened in surprise as the other two drew closer. “We gotcha Dusty. Let us know what you need.” Rye said, grinning down at the pair.

For a moment or two Dustin debated to himself how best to go about this, then nodded. “First of all - it hasn’t been that long since I came, I’m gonna need a little more to get me back up. Clean your matriarch off me while I explain to the others what I want to happen.” Emely squeaked in delight at the briskness of his order, lowering her head to his crotch even as he beckoned the other two in to whisper in their ears. Giving the instructions took only a moment - and then he relaxed into the enthusiastic blowjob that Emely had turned her “cleaning” into the instant he started to harden fully.

The suction on his cock paused only briefly when Meli popped the top off the bottle of lubricant close to the fox girl’s ear. Handing it to Rye for a moment, the Velca woman bent down and spoke in a stage whisper loud enough for the other two to hear. “This is going to be a lot for you, Emely val Smith. Taking our patriarch like that is so very, very intense. And to do it when you aren’t the one in control? I trust you won’t disappoint me or the pride by falling apart too soon.” The Velca’s monotone was edged with a certain harshness that was designed to hit the Feliax right in her sensitivities; Emely’s head paused in her bobbing as she moaned lustfully around Dustin’s cock.

That did it; Dustin really wanted nothing more than to take hold of his submissive’s hair and use her mouth for his pleasure at that point, but she had made a request and while he was pretty sure she wouldn’t mind getting two loads out of him it would delay things. Nodding to the waiting Rye, he grinned to himself at the squeak of protest and surprise Emely made as the Rabyth woman bent down and lifted her bodily from his crotch. The cold air of the room only hit his cock for a moment before Meli’s warm hand wrapped around it, his fiancé gently stroking him even as she upended the bottle she was holding and sent lube spilling down over her fingers as she worked to ensure he was well coated.

Looking up at the others he grinned. “Raise your legs up, kitten. Rye is going to hold you folded up just like I pinned Meli a few minutes back.” The Feliax struggled to comply, shifting her weight so that the bunny girl behind her could move her arms until she held the redhead locked in place with her knees bent up almost to her breasts. As Rye and Emely concluded their gymnastic exercise, Meli stood and moved closer to the pair. “This is going to feel a little cold, but you’ll thank me for it in a minute” the Velca said, the hand holding the lube bottle disappearing between their three bodies. Dustin guessed what his fiancé had planned, and the small yelp of surprise from Emely confirmed the matter.

Pulling back a second or two later and tossing the now empty bottle to one side, Meli glanced down at her handiwork. At a nod from her, Dustin looked up at the Feliax on display, the position Rye was holding her in leaving nothing to the imagination. “Ready, kitten? Rye, if you and Meli would do the honours.” He said - and with that the women moved. Meli dropped down next to him and took hold of his cock once more, angling it upwards. Rye lowered herself to her knees, holding Emely just high enough above him as to not touch his lube-coated member.

“Your hands are still free, Emmz.” Rye hissed in an annoyed tone at the woman in her arms. “Meli and I are busy right now, so be a good girl and help out with them by spreading for Dusty.” Emely’s face was practically on fire with lust at the way she was being womanhandled and moved around like nothing more than a plaything, but did as she was told. As the Feliax obediently held her cheeks apart, Rye and Meli moved as one to align Dustin’s cock with the redhead’s backside. As they finished lining everything up, and with a gentle flex that indicated how much she cared for Emely (and that her current tone was largely roleplay for the other woman’s benefit) Rye let go of some of the weight and Dustin felt his cock press into the Feliax’s tight but well lubricated asshole.