SERENA’S ADVENTURES IN RUTWELL FOREST

By Kthanid

With input from SerenaKtty

Chapter 16: Friends and Lovers

Serena awoke the next morning to the sun warming her fur and a pleasant tingling in her nether regions. She purred softly and snuggled up against Martin. The mink opened one sleepy eye as a silly grin spread drowsily across his face.

“Mmmmm, that’s nice Serena,” He sighed.

“Mmmhmmm,” Serena sighed in agreement.

“Don’t stop,” Martin said softly as his eye closed once more.

“As long as you don’t,” Serena moaned quietly, aware now of a movement at her cunny.

“Don’t what?” Martin asked.

“Mmmm, that,” Serena sighed as the wiggling and stroking at her sex continued.

Martin’s eyes opened as he awoke suddenly.

“I...I’m not doing anything,” He said. “Y-you woke me up by r-r-rubbing my...my....”

“I did what?” Serena said, snapping to wakefulness as well.

They looked down between them to find Serena’s faerie mouse friend snuggled comfortably between Serena’s mound and Martin’s erect minkhood. Every so often, the little creature would wiggle and shift, rubbing against their respective genitalia through their nightclothes. Martin looked up questioningly to Serena.

“Oh don’t mind her,” Serena smiled as she picked up the faerie.

The faerie stretched and yawned as Serena placed her on the nightstand. Martin looked at the smiling faerie mouse then at Serena, his expression was confused and a little disappointed.

“What’s the matter?” Serena asked.

“I thought...I thought it was you,” He said disappointedly.

Serena smiled playfully and rolled on top of him, straddling his thighs.

No one said it couldn’t be,” Serena giggled. “Did they?”

She lay upon him and kissed him deeply. Martin wrapped his arms around her and returned her kiss. She slipped her hands down between them and under his pajama bottoms. She took his minkhood in hand and gently stroked its length. Martin groaned softly. He raised her nightshirt, baring her rump before running his hand over it. Serena lowered his pajama bottoms enough to free his turgid tool and continued to stroke him as he caressed her rump and the base of her tail.

“Do you want me, Martin?” Serena asked teasingly.

Martin Moaned and nodded enthusiastically.

“That’s good, because I want you too. How much do you want me?” she teased.

“I-I want you, Serena,” Martin moaned. “I want you so-o-o-o much...!”

“Then show me how much you want me,” she said as she licked at his neck and upper chest.

“S-Serena...P-p-please!” Martin whimpered as he gripped her hips and tried to raise her up.

He made several urgent attempts to position himself, poking her rump-cheeks, her thigh, her tailpipe and her lower belly. He whimpered softly in frustration. Serena smiled and took him in hand, guiding his lover’s tool to her eagerly wet cunny. Martin moaned softly as his shaft was slowly engulfed by her hot, wet hole. Serena placed her hands on Martin’s shoulders and moaned softly as his rigid tool filled her.

Almost immediately, Martin began to buck his hips under her, thrusting quickly and deeply. Serena moaned in ecstasy and threw back her head as she rode him.

“Oh, Martin...Yes! YES!

Thus encouraged, Martin thrust harder and faster, panting with the effort and moaning as his pleasure mounted in his groin. Serena panted as well, countering Martin’s thrusts, her breasts bouncing back and forth as her own pleasure grew. As his release became imminent, he gripped her hips and pulled her down onto each frenzied thrust.

“S-S-Serena!” He hissed through clenched teeth. “I’m...I’m....”

Serena, however, peaked first. She gripped Martin’s shoulders as the tingling ripples of pleasure washed out from her nether regions to her thighs and belly. Martin’s seed erupted within her belly a moment later. He pulled Serena to him, panting quickly as their bodies trembled together in mutual ecstasy. As they slowly came down, they kissed and nuzzled. At length, Martin looked into Serena’s eyes with a warm loving gaze.

“G-good morning, S-Serena,” Martin said with a sheepish grin.

“Good morning, Martin,” Serena said, kissing his sheepish grin.

Squeaks and whistles drifted over from the nightstand. Serena shook her head and smiled at her faerie friend. Still lying on top Martin, Serena cuddled close and wiggled her backside a little, Martin’s shaft still buried in her cunny.

“I don’t feel like getting up just yet,” She purred. “I’m comfortable...How about you?”

“Mmmm hmmm,” Martin sighed softly as he hugged her and nuzzled he neck.

Serena curled up on him and laid her head on his chest, listening to his heart beating. Slowly the pair drifted back to sleep.

Sometime later, Serena was awakened again by a knocking at the front door. She was still curled up on top of Martin, his shaft still buried in her cunny. She slowly slipped off his semi-turgid tool and quietly got up so as not to wake him. She slipped out into the living room, closing the bedroom door behind her. She pulled a bathrobe from her suitcase and slipped it on as she walked to the door.

“Who is it?” she yawned.

“It...It’s me, Serena,” came a timid voice from the other side of the door. “It’s Monica.”

“Monica?” Serena said as she quickly wrapped herself in her robe and tied it closed. “Just a minute.”

“Won’t you come in?” Serena whispered as she opened the door.

“I’m sorry,” Monica said as she noticed Serena’s attire. “I didn’t realize you were still sleeping. I...I can come back later.”

“Come on in,” Serena said quietly. “Martin is still asleep. I’ll put on some tea...would you like some?”

“P-please,” Monica said nervously as she stepped inside.

Serena closed the door and lead Monica to the kitchen. The Platypus seemed nervous...even frightened. Serena had a pretty good idea why as she set about making a pot of tea.

“What’s the matter, Monica?” She asked. “You look nervous.”

“I-I’ve been thinking about...about wh-what you said about...about Martin and...and u-us,” Monica said in a soft trembling voice.

“And...” Serena coaxed as she poured Monica and herself. “What have you decided?”

I...I’mwillingtogiveitago,” Monica blurted out all at once.

She took up her tea in a trembling hand and sipped it quickly. Serena’s ears perked up and a gentle smile spread across her face. Her hope was to calm Monica a little, though in truth, she was a little anxious about her proposed menage-a-troi herself.

“That’s wonderful,” she said. Martin would love that. Now we just have to work out a plan to get him to do a threesome...If he’s never done one.”

“I’m s-so sc-scared, Serena,” Monica admitted between hurried sips of her tea.

“It’s all right,” Serena said as she lay a comforting hand on Monica’s shoulder. “You aren’t the only one. I’ve never done a threesome before. I’ve never done...you know...with another female, either. It’ll be a new experience for both of us. Who knows...We might like it. And I’ll be there every step of the way, so don’t be afraid to ask me anything, okay?”

Monica seemed to relax a little as Serena re-filled their cups.

“H-how,” Monica squeaked. Then forcing herself to calm down. “How do we start? What do I have to do?”

“Well, first of all, we start out slow. We don’t just jump into things,” Serena explained. “We work our way up slowly.”

“I-I’ve never...You know...Sheila and Shelby are always teasing me about my being...well....”

“There’s nothing to be ashamed about being a virgin,” Serena said.

“I’m not ashamed,” Monica said quickly. “I just wish I knew what to do. I want so much for it to be wonderful, but I’m afraid I’ll do something wrong or not do something I should....”

“There’s nothing right or wrong about doing it,” Serena said. “The only thing you have to watch out for is foreplay. You have to be gentle...yet teasing. It’s very easy once you get the hang of it.”

“Teasing?” Monica said, looking a little confused. “I don’t like being teased.”

“There are different types of teasing,” Serena explained patiently. “There’s the verbal kind, which isn’t very nice...Then there’s the physical, sexual kind which, if you do it right, can be very nice indeed.”

“What’s it like, Serena?” Monica blurted out.

“It’s sensational,” Serena said dreamily.

“I’ve felt things...down there,” Monica said haltingly. “Wh-when I bathe. But I never t-touch...There...Except maybe once...I think....”

“You think?” Serena said with a knowing smile. “Either you have or you haven’t.”

“Well, a few days ago...” Monica said though she seemed to have difficulty remembering. “It’s sorta fuzzy. Martin had come over to take care of my yard. He’d finished and we were having some milk and cookies. Poor Martin must have been tired. He fell asleep. I must have too. I remember having the most wonderful dream. It...It was a naughty dream I’m pretty sure. When we woke up Martin went home. I think I must have touched myself...down there...when I was dreaming. I was a little sore there for a day or two afterward. Can you touch...I mean...while you’re dreaming?”

“It’s possible,” Serena said, though inwardly she wondered.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“Not at all,” Serena said with a smile.

“What does Martin do…?” Monica started to ask, then quickly clapped a hand over the end of her bill. “I didn’t mean that the way it sounded!”

Serena giggled at Monica’s question. It was natural to be curious she supposed.

“Well, with Martin, you sort of have to guide him to the right, uh, place,” Serena said. “But other than that, he’s the best.”

“There’s a wrong place?” Monica asked, glancing down at her lap.

“Not really,” Serena said. “It just depends on what you prefer.”

“oh,” Monica said as if she understood. “Umm... Which do you p-p-prefer?”

“I prefer,” Serena said, pausing for effect. “Intercourse. You know you’ve got three holes down there, right?”

Monica nodded, fully attentive to Serena’s explanation.

“Well, a male can fit his...y’know...into two of them. I prefer the middle one, where it’s supposed to go.”

Monica sat a moment, absorbing Serena’s dissertation. Suddenly her pupils shrank to tiny points even as her eyes grew wide.

“You mean he might put it up my bum!?!”

“Only if you want him too,” Serena reassured Monica while trying hard not to burst out laughing. “I don’t know why, but some girls like it there. I don’t, though. Don’t worry yourself over it.”

The Faerie mouse zipped into the room and settled in Serena’s hair.

“Oh, hello, little one,” Serena greeted her friend.

“What’s that?” Monica asked

“Oh that’s just my little faerie friend. I met her in the misty woods.”

“The Misty woods?” Monica asked. “But that place is so scary. I hear it’s full of monsters.”

“It’s not as bad as you think,” Serena said. “Just a lot of horny buggers. They’re more mystical than anything else.”

“They have horns?” Monica asked innocently.

“Uh...Yeah,” Serena said, surpressing a chuckle.

“So how are we going to get Martin to...”

“There’s a way,” Serena smiled. “But first we have to let him wake up.”

As if on cue, there came the sound of a toilet flushing in the bathroom.

“Hmmmm,” Serena mused. “I think he’s awake.”

After a few minutes, Martin stumbled groggily into the kitchen still clad in his pajamas. Upon spotting Monica and realizing what he was wearing, he sprinted back to his bedroom with a startled ‘Eeep!’ as Monica covered her eyes.

“Excuse me,” Serena giggled. “I’ll be right back.”

She went to Martin’s closed bedroom door and knocked lightly.

“Are you all right there, luv?” She called.

“I’ll be right out,” Martin called back, his voice squeaking with panic.

“Why are you panicked?” Serena asked. “May I come in?”

“Just...Just a min...OOF! *THUDD*

“Martin?” Serena called urgently as she opened the door and stepped inside. “Are you all right?”

Martin sat on the floor, desperately and futily trying to jam his leg into a pair of jeans. When he noticed Serena, he quickly curled up to cover himself.

“I’m sorry, Serena,” he whimpered piteously.

“Why are you so jumpy?” Serena giggled. “It’s just Monica and I.”

“But I was...And she’s...And now I’m...and you’re...!”

“You’re just being silly,” Serena giggled as she helped him stand up.

“I...I don’t want to offend you or Monica,” Martin said as he quickly hiked up his pants. “I try to be a nice gentlefur, but I always mess up.”

“You could have just put on a robe,” Serena said.

“I’m sorry, Serena...I just wasn’t thinking.”

“That’s okay,” Serena said, then decided there was no time like the present. “I have a question. Have you ever done ‘it’ with two ladyfurs?”

“D-d-do miss Aroma and m-miss Fragrance count?”

“Yes,” Serena smiled. “How would you like to do ‘it’ with Monica and me?”

“I c-c-couldn’t ask her!” Martin trembled. “She’d hate me...Think I was some kind of p-p-per...Pervert...just like Mr. Sylvester says I am.”

“Oh pockey cock,” Serena said. “Sylvester doesn’t know you at all. I’ve already asked her and she said that she would love to try.”

“She...She would?!” Martin asked, his eyes brightening. “Sh-she won’t hate me?”

“She wants to do it with both of us,” Serena said, wrapping her arms around his neck and smiling seductively. “Well, what do you say?”

“Oh, thank you, Serena,” Martin exclaimed as he hugged her close and kissed her cheek and muzzle.

“You’re welcome,” Serena said with a warm smile. “Now we mustn’t keep her waiting. Let’s go and show her what it feels like to make love.”

Martin obediently followed Serena back out into the kitchen where Monica was pouring the three of them fresh cups of tea.

“Is everything okay?” Monica asked. “I thought I heard a thump.”

“Everything is fine,” Serena smiled, masking her own nervousness. “Shall we get started?”

Monica began to tremble, rattling the spout of the teapot against the cup. She nodded hesitantly. Serena went over to her.

“Calm down, Monica. You’ll love it. I promise.”

“H-how do we...st-start?” Monica asked.

Martin blushed shyly.

Serena took the two of them by the hand and started leading them out of the kitchen.

“Follow me, you two,” She said. “Martin? Let’s use your room shall we?”

“Squeak...! Ahem...I mean...yes?”

Serena giggled and lead them into Martin’s bedroom and closed the door behind them.

“Now Monica,” Serena said as she turned to Martin. “Remember what I told you. Start out slow...Like this....”

Serena took Martin by the shoulders and gave him a deep passionate kiss. Martin, a little stiff and nervous at being observed at first, quickly melted into the kiss, returning it and timidly taking Serena in his arms. Monica resisted the urge to turn away, though her cheeks flushed hotly. Serena broke the kiss and kissed Martin’s neck.

“Come here, Monica,” Serena said invitingly. “You repeat exactly what I do, all right?”

“O-okay, Serena,” Monica said as she moved next to Serena and Martin.

Serena kissed gently along Martin’s collar bone. After a moment’s hesitation, Monica puckered her trembling lips and did the same. Martin’s breath began to come short as he enjoyed the attentions of the two females. He laid a gentle hand on the shoulder of each ladyfur, gently caressing them.

“That’s a good sign,” Serena said to Monica. “It means he likes it.”

Monica smiled proudly. Serena gave Martin a deep, passionate kiss then looked to Monica.

“Now you do that,” she instructed. “While I tend to his neck.”

Serena kissed and licked at Martin’s neck as Monica placed her mouth over Martin’s as she had seen Serena do. She sighed softly, then pulled away with a startled look on her face.

“What’s the matter?” Serena asked.

“He...He put his tongue in my mouth!” Monica said in disbelief.

“That’s part of it,” Serena said with an amused smile. “It’s called a French kiss.”

Martin said nothing but wore a very apologetic expression on his face.

“Don’t worry about it, Martin,” Serena told him. “It’s her first time.”

“He’s supposed to do that?” Monica asked.

“That’s right,” Serena nodded.

“I’m sorry, Martin,” Monica apologized.

She kissed him again, accepting his tongue into her mouth where it caressed over her own. Monica moaned softly, finding the experience pleasurable. Serena smiled as she watched them kiss for a moment. She then returned to kissing and licking Martin’s neck, moving slowly down to his shoulders while she caressed his chest lightly. Martin’s hands moved from the ladyfur’s shoulders to their backs, gently stroking their soft fur. Serena kissed her way down to his chest. Martin moaned softly as Monica and he broke their kiss.

“That’s nice,” Monica said with a dreamy look in her eyes.

“Wanna go further?” Serena asked.

Monica nodded. Martin smiled brightly. Serena smiled and sat Martin on the edge of the bed.

“Follow me then,” Serena said as she knelt down next to Martin, placing little kisses along his stomach.

Monica knelt on the other side of Martin and copied Serena’s actions. Martin groaned softly in anticipation. Serena slowly undid Martin’s jeans and slid them off. Martin’s freed Minkhood stood proudly at attention. Monica’s pupils shrank to tiny dots in her eyes. She rushed around Martin’s legs to hide behind Serena, hugging close to her as if for protection, unable to take her eyes off the turgid love tool.

“Is...Is...Is TH-THAT...!?”

“Mmmm Hmmm,” Serena smiled, trying hard to keep from giggling.

“That can’t p-p-possibly fi-fit in...in....”

“It will,” Serena assured her. “Trust me, you can stretch farther than you think. How do you think females give birth?”

“W-we lay eggs,” Monica said, flushing bright red.

“Same thing,” Serena said.

Monica reluctantly released her hold on Serena and returned to her place on the other side of Martin’s legs. She was still unable to tear her eyes away from Martin’s throbbing minkhood. Martin smiled sheepishly and blushed profusely. Monica lay a trembling hand on Martin’s thigh.

“C-can I...Sh-should I...touch it?” Monica asked in hushed tones.

Serena nodded and watched as Monica lay a trembling finger on Martin’s shaft. Martin groaned softly causing Monica to jerk her finger away.

“I’m sorry, Martin!” She said quickly. “I didn’t mean to hurt you!”

“I’m not hurt,” Martin said soothingly. “It felt nice.”

Thus encouraged, Monica reached out and gently took hold of the mink’s throbbing shaft.

“It...It’s so warm,” she observed out loud.

Martin moaned softly as Monica ran her fingers along his length.

“He loves it,” Serena said. “Now try this.”

Serena took hold of Martin’s shaft and gently kissed and lapped at the tip, causing martin to groan and whimper. She stopped and looked at Monica. The Platypus opened her bill to lick the head of Martin’s love tool, but hesitated, examining the erect phallus top to bottom.

“Just give it a gentle kiss to start,” Serena urged.

“Ummm...Where’s his water hole?” Monica asked.

Serena giggled at Monica’s naiveté.

“Wh-what did I say?” Monica asked, terrified that she had just committed some terrible breach of etiquette.

Martin giggled as well, though more because of the bewildered expression on Monica’s face.

“What’s so funny?” Monica whimpered.

“It’s right here,” Serena said, pulling the slit at the tip of Martin’s minkhood open a little and giving it a gentle lick.

Martin groaned softly. Monica looked in disbelief. After a moment of indecision, Monica pursed her lips and kissed the tip of Martin’s love tool, giving it a quick lick afterward. Martin groaned and shuddered.

“He loves that too,” Serena said. “Don’t you, luv?”

“Oh yes,” Martin said, smiling dreamily.

Monica repeated the kiss/lick action again and again. Martin lay back on the bed. He groaned and clutched at the bedding. Serena gently rubbed and caressed Martin’s furry sack as she kissed and licked along his thigh.

Suddenly, Serena felt Martin’s thigh tense up. She new Martin was about to cum.

“Monica,” She said quickly. “Unless you want him to ejaculate into your face and mouth, I’d move”

“What?” Monica said, pulling back a little from Martin’s shaft.

Martin groaned loudly as his passion gushed out from his minkhood, splashing onto Monica’s cheek and bill. Taken completely by surprise and not knowing how to react, Monica remained where she was as gush after gush splashed onto her face. As his orgasm subsided, the last couple spurts flowed down over the fingers of her hand that held his shaft.

“Ummm...That’s what,” Serena said with a bemused grin.

Monica sat on her heels, Martin’s seed dripping from her face and bill. She seemed to be in shock. Serena smiled and crawled over to Monica. She gently licked Martin’s love juice from Monica’s cheek and bill. Once she had cleaned up Monica, she turned her attentions to Martin, licking his shaft clean as well. Monica seemed to shake off her shock.

“What...What was that?” She asked.

“It’s called semen, or cum,” Serena explained. “It means he really liked what you were doing.”

“And it’s okay to...to eat?” Monica asked looking at her dripping fingers.

“Yes,” Serena said.

Monica gave her fingers a tentative lick, then licked them clean.

“Ummm...S-Serena?” Monica said after she finished cleaning her hand.

“Hmm?”

Monica leaned forward and licked Serena’s cheek, then sat back blushing. Serena, was a little taken aback, but smiled and blushed.

“Was...was that nice?” Monica asked shyly.

“Yes,” Serena answered.

“It...It was when you licked my cheek.” Monica said shyly her blush deepening.

Serena smiled.

“Anyway,” Serena said. “Let’s ‘play’.”

“Are we done?” Monica asked, sounding disappointed.

Martin giggled softly.

“Nope,” Serena said with a smile. “We’re just getting started.”

“But you said...” Monica started.

“I’ll show you,” Serena said.

Serena stood and took Monica by the hands and lead her over to the side of Martin’s bed. She laid Monica on the side of the bed, then crawled into the middle of the bed next to Monica while Martin crawled up next to Serena. Serena tenderly kissed Monica on the cheek, then turned her head and tenderly kissed Martin on the cheek. Martin turned on his side and, laying a hand gently on Serena’s belly, began licking and kissing Serena’s cheek and muzzle. After watching Martin a moment, Monica lay a hand on Serena’s belly and began to kiss and lick Serena’s cheek and muzzle as well. Serena began to purr happily.

“What did we do?” Monica asked, looking curiously at Serena, who merely smiled and continued to purr softly.

“She purrs like that when she likes what you’re doing,” Martin explained. “Put your ear here, at her throat.”

Monica did as she was told while Martin went back to caressing Serena’s belly and kissing her. Serena purred louder.

“That’s such a lovely sound,” Monica giggled. “So soothing....”

Absently, Monica began to caress Serena’s belly in tandem with Martin. Serena’s purring increased in volume. She stretched and leaned her head back baring her throat to Martin and Monica. Monica joined Martin in kissing and licking Serena’s neck. To her surprise, Serena found the platypus’ bill to be soft and pliable, not at all the hard bony structure she had thought it might be.

“Mmmmm, I like,” She purred.

Martin caressed down over Serena’s thigh and started to raise her nightshirt. Serena rubbed his back, running his fingers through his soft fur. She kissed Monica’s neck. Monica shivered slightly. Martin continued to raise Serena’s nightshirt until he encountered Monica’s hand. When she realized what he was doing, she looked at him in shock.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” she exclaimed.

“It’s all part of it, Monica,” Serena assured her.

“I’m sorry,” Monica said, blushing in shame. “I’m such a...such a prude.”

Martin said nothing, but gently took Monica’s hand and placed it on Serena’s bared belly. Monica’s fingers trembled. She felt suddenly that she was doing something very naughty, but she wanted to continue. Serena read the confusion Monica was feeling in her face.

“Just let your fingers explore, Monica,” She purred softly, reassuring the platypus. “And don’t hold back anything.”

Monica swallowed hard then ran her trembling fingers through Serena’s soft fur, feeling the warmth that radiated from the she-cat’s body. Martin raised Serena’s night shirt higher, baring her breasts. Monica and Martin both gazed upon Serena’s lovely chest, with her nipples aroused and poking up through her fur. Monica suddenly realized she was staring and looked away, blushing fiercely. Martin leaned down and licked and suckled on one of Serena’s nipples as he caressed down her body and over her thigh. Serena began to purr loudly.

“Sh-Sheila was right,” Monica said softly. “You do ha-have lovely breasts.”

“Mmmm, Thank you, Monica,” Serena purred, enjoying Martin’s attentions.

Monica mirrored Martin’s caressing of Serena’s thigh on her side, but pointedly shied away from touching Serena’s mound. She noticed Martin suckling at Serena’s breast,

“Martin, dear,” She said. “I think she would have to be pregnant for that to work.”

“For what to work?” Serena purred.

“For him to drink from your breast,” Monica said, pleased with herself for not being completely naive.

Martin continued to lick and suckle happily, much to Serena’s delight. Monica’s eyes suddenly went wide.

“Y-y-you aren’t, a-are y-y-you?!”

“I-I don’t think so,” Serena answered. “I think I would have been able to tell if I was or not.”

“Then why is he...?”

“He just likes to nurse, I guess,” Serena smiled. “It’s part of the fun. And besides...I like it.”

“It feels good?” Monica asked, absently caressing Serena’s thigh.

“Mmmm Hmmmm,” Serena purred.

Monica lowered her bill and gently sucked Serena’s unattended nipple into her mouth.

“Mmmm, I like that,” Serena purred.

Monica snuggled up close to Serena and suckled at her breast while caressing her thigh. Martin also continued to nurse at Serena’s breast, slipping his hand around to the inner part of Serena’s other thigh, inching slowly upward.

“Oh, I love this,” Serena moaned.

“I’m so glad,” Monica said softly, pausing a moment in her suckling. “I like this too.”

Martin’s fingers reached Serena’s slit and began to fondle and play with her pussy.

“Ohhh, Martin,” Serena moaned softly.

Monica looked down to see Martin’s activities.

“Oh My!” she exclaimed.

She looked up to Serena and saw only the pleasure the she-cat was feeling radiating from her expression. Serena suddenly leaned over and began kissing Monica’s neck. Monica sighed softly, enjoying the kisses. She pulled away suddenly. Then, after a moment’s hesitation, kissed Serena full upon her lips. Now Serena was surprised, she could feel the passion pent up inside Monica behind the kiss, straining for release. She remembered her dream at The Rock.

‘The simple act of allowing another to experience pleasure is an act of kindness and friendship...a giving...one creature to another.’

She returned Monica’s kiss.

Martin began to circle and tease the entrance to Serena’s love tunnel sending little tingles through her cunny. Serena and Monica’s kiss deepened as Serena began to unbutton Monica’s shirt. When Monica realized what was happening, she tensed up.

“Relax,” Serena urged her, trying to keep her voice soft and even as Martin slipped his finger up inside her hot, wet, honey pot.

“I’m s-sorry,” Monica apologized as she blushed slightly. “It’s just...I’ve never been... ummm...undressed in front of....”

“It’s all right,” Serena smiled as Martin stroked her vaginal walls. “Just relax. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Serena nuzzled Monica’s neck as she finished with the buttons on her shirt.

“You’re such a good person, Serena,” Monica sighed.

Serena gently caressed Monica’s breasts causing the platypus to sigh softly. Martin slowly kissed his way down Serena’s body. He reached her mound, kissing and licking along her slit and teasing her clitoris. Serena moaned softly in pleasure and began licking at Monica’s nipples.

“That tickles,” Monica giggled as she fondled and kneaded Serena’s breasts in return.

Martin shifted down on the bed and gently spread Serena’s legs apart.

“Is...Is he g-going t-t-to mm-mm-mate with you?” Monica asked timidly, her gaze darting between Martin’s aroused minkhood and Serena’s nether regions.

“He’ll mate with both of us,” Serena smiled as she unsnapped Monica’s shorts and slowly lowered them.

“I...I’d like that very much,” Monica said quickly, her breath coming very quick and shallow.

Serena smiled and pulled off Monica’s shorts. Martin had paused, to look on in rapt fascination at Monica’s exposed treasures. Serena kissed her way slowly down Monica’s belly, stopping just shy of her mound. She could smell the scent of feminine arousal, different from the heavy musk of a male, but no less intoxicating. Monica’s clit protruded slightly from her fuzzy slit and Serena could see the glistening of her juices that had run from her cunny. No turning back, she thought.

“May I have a taste?”

“A taste?” Monica asked.

“I’ll show you, if you’ll let me,” Serena said.

Monica nodded timidly.

Serena kissed Monica’s knee. She trailed licks and kisses slowly up her thigh. She paused, excited, apprehensive, eager and hesitant all at once, then licked along Monica’s damp slit.

“Oh Serena!” Monica moaned, her legs spreading apart of their own accord. “Oh...Oh my...!”

Serena lapped at Monica’s wet pussy. Monica caressed Serena’s head and moaned her pleasure loudly. Martin managed to tear his attention away from the spectacle before him and pressed his muzzle up tight against Serena’s cunny, his tongue dancing up, over, down and into her slit.

“Oh Serena!” Monica moaned passionately. It feels so...so....”

Martin sucked upon Serena’s clit as he slipped two fingers up inside her cunny and stroked them deeply into her. Serena slowly and gently slid her index finger up into Monica’s slick love tunnel. Her finger slid deeper and deeper as she lapped at Monica’s clit. She suddenly realized that she had yet to encounter Monica’s hymen. Monica had said she was a virgin, and her reaction to Martin’s minkhood, like she’d never seen one. But Serena had little time to ponder, as Martin’s fingers pumped ever faster into her cunny. She felt her orgasm building quickly. She began to pump her finger in Monica’s pussy, matching pace with Martin. As her climax grew nigh, Serena extracted her finger and pushed her tongue deep up into Monica, licking her vaginal walls with rapid strokes. Monica clutched at Serena’s head, pulling her muzzle tight against her cunny, writhing and moaning as she came hard. Her juices flooded from her vagina, running into Serena’s mouth and running down her chin. Serena lapped up Monica’s juices as her own orgasm rippled through her. Martin continued pumping his fingers in her pussy until her orgasm subsided. Monica collapsed next to Serena, her body trembling in the afterglow. Martin crawled up next to them, kissing them both.

“Serena, that was sooo nice,” Monica sighed.

She kissed Serena deeply and passionately.

“Glad you liked it,” Serena panted.

The three of them traded kisses, licks and caresses for several minutes.

“S-Serena?” Martin asked at length. “C-can I...Can I mount you?”

“Hmmmmm, okay,” Serena said with a smile. “Would you like to join us, Monica?”

“B-but how?” Monica asked. “Martin only has one...I mean....”

“After I’m done, Serena smiled. “Then you may have him.”

“Oh...Okay,” Monica smiled nervously. “But what does he mean by ‘mount’? You’re not going to carry him around are you?”

“Wellll...We’ll show you,” Serena said. Shall we, Martin?”

Serena got up to her hands and knees. She arched her back in a concave curve to rotate her hips into the proper position and spread her knees apart. She slowly, grandly raised her tail, revealing her most intimate of places for all to see. Martin’s face grew a silly grin as he crawled up eagerly behind Serena, his turgid minkhood waving back and forth in the air before him.

“M-may I...?” Monica asked in a shy, almost frightened voice. “May I w-watch him put his...his thingy in...inside you?”

“Of course,” Serena said, before she realized she had even said it.

As a rule, Serena didn’t like an audience. But some how, with Monica, there didn’t seem to be a problem. She’d noticed that even Martin seemed more at ease with Monica present. Monica shifted back next to Martin. The mink took hold of Serena’s hips and tried urgently to position himself ‘hands free’.

“Not there, Martin!” Monica exclaimed.

Serena felt Martin’s tool press firmly at her tail pipe.

“Guide your minkhood to my cunny, Martin,” Serena admonished him.

“She doesn’t like it up there,” Monica said as she took hold of his shaft and gently repositioned it for him. “There....”

Martin grinned sheepishly, then pressed the head of his shaft against the entrance to Serena’s love tunnel. Monica gasped in awe as she watched Martin’s tool stretch Serena’s opening wide and sink, inch by inch, deep into her body. Serena moaned in pleasure as Martin’s length and thickness filled her completely.

As soon as he was full within her, he leaned over her back and reached around to grip her breasts. He gently kneaded them as he began to thrust his shaft in and out of her with long slow strokes.

“Ohhhh, Martin!” Serena groaned in pleasure. “Mmmmm yes!”

Monica whimpered softly as she felt her own juices begin to flow once more. She lay down to better watch Martin’s tool slide in and out of Serena’s cunny. Slowly Martin picked up speed, his grip on Serena’s breast became more firm. Monica, unable to simply observe any longer, slipped under Serena. She looked up into the she-cats azure eyes. Serena’s gaze seemed oddly distant, but her eyes were filled with the pleasure building within her body. Serena moaned softly in time with her lover’s thrusts.

Monica raised her head up and gently kissed Serena’s throat. Martin continued to thrust harder and faster. Serena arched her head back and panted as her nethers began to tingle. Monica softly licked and kissed Serena’s neck. Martin shifted his hands back to Serena’s hips, one hand gripping the base of her tail. He began to pull her back against his thrusts, driving himself deeper and harder into her.

“Mmmm oh yes, Martin!” Serena moaned loudly, teetering on the brink of ecstasy. “Yessss!!”

Monica took up where Martin’s hands had left off, squeezing and fondling Serena’s breasts. Martin panted hard as his thrusting became frenzied. A moment later, Serena felt the tingling spasms erupt in her nethers, washing though her, lighting up her body. Her vagina clamped down on Martin’s shaft as he continued thrusting hard and fast into her body.

As her orgasm continued, she heard Martin moan her name as he slapped his hips hard and tight against her rump. His hot, thick passion spilled into her belly again and again as Martin gripped her tightly. Slowly, the tingling began to fade. Both Serena and Martin trembled in the after glow of their shared passion. Monica looked up at Serena anxiously, not knowing what to make of what she had just seen. Serena smiled warmly at the platypus as Martin slowly withdrew himself from her. She could see the conflicting emotions that played across Monica’s face. She saw nervousness, fear, anticipation and lust all at once. She leaned down and gave Monica a gentle, reassuring kiss.

“Martin will go slowly,” She promised as she turned and rubbed Martin’s minkhood, stimulating it back to readiness.

“Wh-what do I have to do?” Monica whimpered, staring at Martin’s throbbing shaft.

“Just lie back and spread your legs for him,” Serena said quietly.

Gone where Serena’s fears about the encounter. She felt some how that this…the three of them…was right. And now she wanted very much to see martin and Monica make love. To share that with them, as Monica had shared that with Martin and herself.

Monica lay back as Serena crawled up behind her, cradling Her head in Serena’s lap. She raised her knees and slowly spread them apart, displaying her intimate regions to Martin. Martin’s smile became silly as he looked upon Monica’s treasures.

“Oh Miss Monica,” He sighed dreamily. “Y-you are so pretty.”

Monica blushed fiercely and covered her face, whimpering softly.

“Martin won’t hurt you,” Serena told her in a soft, soothing tone. “Just relax.”

Monica lay her trembling hands beside her on the bed an looked up at Martin. The mink Moved up between her legs and dropped to all four’s over her. He looked into her eyes. Monica nodded shyly and Martin lowered his hips, trying to position himself hands free. He stopped, then with a sheepish grin at Serena, he reached back and positioned himself at Monica’s cunny. The platypus tensed up as she felt Martin’s lover’s tool press against her most intimate of places. Martin pressed slowly but firmly into her. Monica whimpered and mewled in the back of her throat. She looked up into Serena’s calm, reassuring eyes.

“Slowly, Martin, slowly,” Serena said. “Be gentle. She still…Still a virgin. That means she’s delicate down there.”

Monica reached back to hold onto Serena as Martin’s shaft slowly filled her tight, slick love tunnel.

“I…I can feel it!” Monica whimpered softly as she clutched tightly at Serena’s arms. “It’s moving up inside me…It…It’s….”

At length, Martin pressed his pelvice up against Monica’s, holding himself there, letting Monica’s vagina adjust to his length and girth within her. Monica wriggled a little in Serena’s lap, moaning and whimpering softly. Then, Martin pulled his shaft slowly back, almost completely pulling free of her hot, wet, pussy before sliding once more full within her.

“Oh Serena!” Monica moaned softly. “Are we…Are we really d-d-doing it? Are w-we really m-m-ma-mating?!”

“Yes you are,” Serena assured Monica.

Serena watched as Martin began to slow thrust into Monica. Her heart beat like the first time she had met Martin only a couple days ago. Of their own volition, her hands sought out Monica’s breasts. She gently caressed and squeezed them, playing with her nipples as Martin continued to slowly build up his pace.

“Oh Serena…Martin…This feels so wonderful,” Monica moaned dreamily.

“Doesn’t he though?” Serena said with a smile at Martin.

Martin smiled back and thrust a little faster.

“Martin…Oh p-please,” Monica begged, clutching at the bedding. “Mate with me…M-m-m…Oh, oh, oh, OH…Martin!!

Monica wrapped her legs around Martin’s waist, pulling her tightly against her trembling body. Sensations she could never have imagined spread through her lower body, filling her legs and belly with a marvelous tingling. Her back arched up as she cried out in pleasure. She heard Martin grunt and then felt a warming liquid splashing in her belly as Martin’s seed gushed into her.

As their pleasure subsided, Monica released her legs from Martin’s waist, trembling and panting. Martin slipped from her body and moved up next to the two ladyfurs. Serena cuddled against him, still cradling Monica’s head in her lap. Monica rolled to her side and wept softly into Serena’s lap. Looking worried, Martin lay a comforting hand on Monica’s shoulder.

“Are you all right, Monica?” Serena asked.

Monica looked up, tears in her eyes but a smile on her bill.

“Thank you, Serena,” She said as she got to her knees and hugged Serena tightly.

“You’re welcome,” Serena said softly.

Monica reached out and brought Martin into their embrace. Martin seemed a little confused, but enjoyed the attention non-the-less. He fell back onto the bed, pulling the others with him into a giggling pile. He tickled Serena’s sides. Serena squirmed and giggled. After only a moment’s hesitation, Monica reached in and tickled Martin’s sides. Martin curled up into a giggling ball. Serena joined Monica and started tickling Martin as well. Martin began laughing hysterically.

“Okay…Okay! He laughed. “I surrender!”

“Should we let him off that easy?” Monica asked Serena with a conspiratorial grin.

“Hmmm…” Serena said thoughtfully. “No!”

The pair renewed their tickle attack, giggling and laughing just as hard as their victim. Martin tried to crawl away, but both Serena and Monica latched onto him.

“Just where do you think you’re going, cutie?” Serena demanded.

Defeated, Martin rolled onto his back with a broad grin on his face. Serena snuggled up on one side of Martin and gave him a long, passionate kiss while Monica snuggled up to his other side and rested her head on his shoulder. Martin put an arm around each ladyfur, sighing in blissful contentment. Monica reached across Martin and gently caressed Serena’s arm. Serena smiled warmly back at Monica.

At that moment, The faerie mouse alighted on Martin’s chest. She folded her arms and wore a stern look as she let out a soft ‘Hmph!’.

“I’m sorry,” Serena said to the little creature, realizing that the Faerie had been left out of the festivities.

The faerie flitted up and straddled the end of Martin’s muzzle, seating her sex squarely over his lips. She looked down at Martin and stuck her tongue out, making licking motions in the air. Serena giggle when she realized what the faerie was after. Martin could only look helplessly at Serena.

“What does she want?” Monica asked cluelessly.

“I think,” Serena giggled. “That she want’s a piece of Martin too.”

Martin looked up at the faerie, who nodded enthusiastically. He groaned softly at his plight while Serena and Monica both burst out laughing.

FINI

Well, it started out as a one shot short story of and encounter between Martin Mink and Serena Kitty. Somehow it grew to 16 chapters and 82 illustrations. I don’t know how…It just did. I hope reading it brought you as much pleasure as it brought me to write it.

My thanks to Serenaktty for all her help and inspiration on this little project

KTHANID