Reindeer Games: Vixen

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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"I hear you're good with the ladies, wolf..."

Vixen. A gorgeous reindeer, a little shorter than him but not by much, her eyes glistening with sultry joy. There was a swing to her hips as she sashayed up to him in the frosty air, the other reindeer to her back, though she was glad in a lightly jingling harness that framed her torso. What caught the wolf's attention the most, however, was the harness around her hips.

Razak panted, ears slipping back submissively...

"Oh fuck..."

"Yeah, that's what good pups like, isn't it?"

She smirked, caressing his head, the blue wolf whining and leaning into her touch, though he hardly felt as if he'd had a chance to recover. It was hard enough to have his knot swollen for so long, but to be asked to cum again after all that, well...he'd do it anyway. Who had the chance, after all, to fuck and be fucked by so many reindeer all at once at any other time?

They all gave him time and space to be with the others, though he could feel their eyes on him as he leaned over what looked like a hitching post -- surely something for show, as the anthro reindeer would never actually be hitched to it. It was all a Christmas and winter experience for tourists to visit and to learn about the flight of the reindeer, which was why he had been there in the first place. Yet he still jumped at the slick drip of lubricant on his tail hole, his tail already jerked up out of the way.

"Mmmph..."

"That's a good, pup, you relax now and let Vixen take good care of you..."

His cock would have to wait as a larger one pressed up to his backside, the strap-on dildo attached to the harness around her hips, straps dipping sensually between her thighs.

"Mmm, you're ready already, aren't you, puppy?" She teased him, fingers slipping into his arse, spreading him out, not that he needed all that much preparation. "Don't worry... You won't cry out too much with a toy like this, I'm sure."

Razak growled, throat trembling, though he wanted it badly, grinding back, rocking his hips, as submissively as his ears were splayed out to either side of his head. He could not explain why he lusted for it so much, panting, moaning, shifting his weight, her cock pressed to his anal ring and bearing inside, covered with a slick coat of cum too. It had to go deeper, yes, deeper, his moans rising, Vixen pressing his head forward.

"Look right ahead, pup, there's a good boy now... Mmm... Always a show to put on!"

Her breath caught and Razak thought dimly, as his arse was stretched out, that she must have had something on the inside of the strap-on toy that stimulated her too, though that was not something that he honestly had a hand in, not then. All he could do was submit to her, like Prancer had submitted to him, showing him the pleasure that was to be had in both sides of the coin, panting and moaning, jaw hanging open.

His breath frosted in the cool air, though he was not chilled at all, warm through, her thrusts grinding deep, hips coming up flush with his backside with every stroke of that cock driving up inside him. The wolf tried to grind back against her, though she was in control, shoving him forward, the slap of her hips on his backside filling the air.

"Mmm, yes, be good, puppy, I've got you now."

And she would have him too, every thrust sending tingling sparks of pleasure through his veins, his cock hard all over again, as much as the wolf desperately felt as if he needed a break. Yes, oh, yes, he needed a break, but he also wanted that cock inside his arse, stretching him out, pounding him full, stroke after stroke driving him to that edge of sweet, sweet ecstasy once more. He didn't want to hold back, not at all, not as his cock ached and throbbed and the pounding of the toy up against his prostate had his cock spilling forth a thin stream of milky pre-cum.

It was lighter than what he would have normally produced, but his body was forced through it, milked with every stroke, panting heavily his tongue lolling out, though he didn't like the nip of cold air to it. His tail wagged frantically, brushing Vixen's stomach with every flit, though she only laughed breathlessly, bleating faintly as she took him, though her attention was ever so slightly elsewhere.

But that did not stop her from forcing another orgasm from him as her body ached through her own, hips thrusting in short, sharp, grinding thrusts, driving deep and staying there, unrelenting when it came to the pressure on his prostate, forcing more and more to drool from him in faux spurts. It was not a true orgasm, not one that would leave him with a true, trembling sense of satisfaction, but it was something, something that would leave the wolf, ironically, hungry for more.

He growled, head hanging, cock throbbing, sort of softening but not really, his arse stretched so wide that there was a flicker of strain back there. But with the soothing stroke of her paws on his lower back, groping his arse lightly, he could not help but relax, grunting softly.

"Come on... Into the cabin with you, I think we need to freshen you up a bit."

Razak shivered, tilting his head back to glance at her. But what more could be to come?

With the reindeer, he was sure to find out...