THE FAMILY IN RUTWELL FOREST

By Kthanid

With input from SerenaKtty

Chapter 3: Spreading the news...And other things

“An’ then Auntie Binky blabbed the news all over the forest!” Tarin chirped.

“Tarin!” Serena admonished little platypus. “It’s not polite to interrupt and Binky doesn’t ‘blab’.”

“Daddy says she does,” Tarin defended.

Serena and Monica both shot Martin a ‘look’. Martin looked innocently at the ceiling.

“Sometimes daddy exaggerates,” Monica explained.

“Daddy fibbed?” Karin asked in disbelief.

“No, honey,” Serena said. “Binky did spread the news about our engagement. But she didn’t ‘blab’.”

“Daddy says ‘if you want everyone to know something, you just have to tell Auntie Binky’,” ‘Mik’ said.

Martin smiled sheepishly.

“Well, she isn’t that bad,” Serena smirked.

“Tell us about it,” The kits whined. “Please?”

“You should all take your nap,” Monica reminded them.

“Oh please, Daddy?” Karin and Tarin whimpered, looking up at their father with big wet puppy dog eyes.

Martin cringed, knowing he couldn’t deny his two daughters when they gave him that look.

“I don’t think one more story would really hurt,” Martin said.

“You big ol’ softy,” Monica smirked.

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Binky and Harley strolled through the forest. Binky regaled her childhood friend with tales of her adventures in Rutwell Forest and the varied inhabitants. Harley was scandalized to say the least. He couldn’t believe that sex was partaken as freely as Binky described. If it were, he was sure they’d be stumbling across pairs and groups of furs rutting out in the open. Binky’s description of the loss of her virginity took him completely by surprise. But having met Serena’s rather insistent faerie friend, he couldn’t completely dismiss her tales.

“...You just let him...lick you...down there?” Harley asked in disbelief.

“Yup,” Binky said unashamedly.

“But you’d just met him.”

“Ah know,” Binky said. “It was the strangest thang. Ah knew Ah was being naughty, but somehow that made it seem all the more fun. And he’s cute in a horny sorta way.”

Harley just shook his head. Suddenly, a strange sound drifted to his ears. An odd, rhythmic groaning sound or sounds from somewhere nearby off the trail.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“Whot’s whot?” Binky asked.

“That sound.”

Binky listened and suddenly realized that what was ‘background noise’ to her was ‘strange sounds’ to her virginal friend. She smiled mischievously and took Harley by the arm.

“Ah know who they is,” Binky smiled as she led Harley off the trail. “Follow me.”

She led Harley into a small clearing, following the clearly impassioned groans. Near the edge of the clearing they found two Rabbits. The female, light brown furred, was half bent over, her hands braced against the trunk of a tree. She wore a loose shirt and a pair of Shorts that sagged halfway down her thighs. Her pink panties were a little higher on her thighs, but not much. The male rabbit, several shades darker furred than the female, stood behind her. He wore no pants or shirt. Harley’s jaw dropped as he watched the male rabbit plunging his bunnyhood into the female just below her cute, fluffy tail. One hand disappeared up under the females shirt, the other reached around her hip and delved into her nether regions.

Binky leaned up against a tree to wait for the pair to finish. Harley quickly ducked behind the tree and covered his eyes. Suddenly the female rabbit’s moans grew decidedly louder as her legs began to tremble and shake. The male rabbit stopped his thrusting just as suddenly, his shaft buried far up the females tailpipe, grit his teeth and grunted loudly again and again for nearly a minute. Binky licked her lips as the male rabbit’s creamy white seed overflowed from the females back door to drool and drip to the grass.

“Howdy, folks!” Binky called to the pair.

“Hey, Binky!” Randy called back with a broad grin as he slowly slid his shaft out of Joy’s tail hole. “Ya wanna play? I got plenty more spunk where this last came from.”

“Well aren’t you just the big stud-bunny today,” Joy smirked. “Hi, Binky!”

“Ah would,” Binky said as she reached behind the tree. “But Ah got a li’l friend here ta meecha. Y’all mahght wanta be nauce ta him though. He’s a li’l...Uncomfortable at the moment.”

Binky pulled Harley out from behind the tree. Harley, when he saw that the shameless pair of rabbits were not bothering to dress and that the female was, in fact, kicking off her pants and panties, quickly covered his eyes.

“Hi Harley,” The rabbits greeted the embarrassed fox.

“Why’s he uncomfortable?” Randy asked as he started to caress his bunnyhood back to full arousal.

“He’s got nothing to be uncomfortable about from where I stand,” Joy grinned as she shucked her shirt. “Unless it’s those tight pants.”

Harley looked down to where his own aroused male member strained to be free. He quickly turned his back to the others.

“Dun maund him,” Binky smiled as she strolled over to Randy and took over stroking his lover’s tool. “He’s just a li’l on the prudish side.”

“That’s not true!” Harley protested, turning around and almost falling over the decidedly smaller light brown female rabbit. “I’m just not used to...err...I mean....”

“Jest thank of him as another Martin,” Binky smirked.

“Another Martin, eh?” Joy giggled as she snuggled up against Harley, her breasts rubbing up against his belly. “Well I can fix that...Or has Binky already taken care of that?”

Harley’s cheeks flushed crimson as he took a faltering step backwards from Joy.

“Y’all go easy on him now, sugah,” Binky said between licks and nibbles behind Randy’s ears. “He’s a faust timah.”

“First timer,” Joy echoed, her grin broadening. “You mean he’s a...?”

“Thaus rahght,” Binky said as she came up for air from a passionate kiss. “He’s a virgin. Nowadays y’all dun meet many male vergies.”

“Especially not in this forest,” Joy said as she rubbed her cheek on Harley’s chest and caressed the sizable bulge in his pants. “Such a big, strong fox. You don’t have to be afraid of li’l ol’ me.”

Harley tripped over his tail and fell back against a tree. Joy moved up against him and walked her fingers slowly up his chest. He found suddenly that his limbs refused to respond. He wanted to gently tell the amorous female that he wasn’t ready and push her away and escape her light, teasingly pleasurable touch.

“Y’all mahght...(Oooo)...Mahght as well give in, Harley,” Binky moaned from where Randy had lowered her shorts and panties and was hungrily eating her pussy. “Trust me...(MOAN!)...Y’all lahke it!”

Harley’s voice failed him as he tried to protest while Joy undid his pants. His shaft popped free of his pants and slapped up against his belly. He groaned softly, glad at least that his prodigious male member was no longer constrained. Fully eight inches of engorged male flesh protruded from his pouch and still it continued to swell and grow.

“Oh you naughty, naughty fox!” Joy scolded as her eyes grew wide. “Keeping all this to yourself.”

Harley could only blush and whimper softly as Joy took his foxhood in hand and nuzzled it with her furry cheek. Like all males he had engaged occasional self pleasuring. Serena had even touched his male pride when they had been curious kits. But Joy’s gentle manipulations as his foxhood swelled to its full twelve inches sent sensations through him like he had never felt before.

“Doesn’t this feel nice?” Joy asked as she caressed and licked and kissed the length of his shaft.

She opened her mouth, being careful to cover her front teeth with her upper lip, and took him into her mouth. Harley groaned and clawed at the ground as Joy slowly swallowed him, inch by inch. At six inches he was at the top of her throat. She paused briefly, sucking lightly on his massive cock.

“Just relax and let it flow, Harley,” Binky coaxed from where she had dropped to her hands and knees as Randy positioned himself to enter her tail hole. “She ain’t gonna kill ya.”

She looked back at Randy and giggled as he pressed the tip of his shaft against her tight little sphincter. “Heheheh. Amateurs...OOOoooo!”

Harley tried to relax as Joy opened her throat and slowly continued to take him in. He groaned in pleasure as her lips finally closed around the base of his cock. Her hands caressed his hips and thighs as her throat muscles contracted in the effort to actually swallow the throbbing shaft of male flesh. The actions sent tingling sensations through his belly, he felt his balls tense up...Then she stopped, leaving him just at the edge. Slowly…So very slowly she let him slide out of her mouth. He panted hard as she moved up to straddle his lap, aiming his foxhood at her most intimate of places. He stared unbelievingly with eyes wide as she slowly settled over his cock. He felt her heat as her tight little pussy stretched over his shaft. He trembled, almost shivering as she squatted down, taking him into her body.

“Just relax, my sweet little foxy,” Joy cooed. “Mommy’s gonna make you feel real good. (Moan) Oh...So...BIG! Sooo hard. Let me take you all inside me. Fill my hot little cunny up with your big foxhood.”

She settled on his lap, almost all of his length buried with in her warm, wet flesh. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him, laying on his belly and chest.

“Hold me, Harley,” she moaned.

Delirious with need, he obeyed Joy’s request and held her. She raised her rump off his lap then slowly lowered it again, sliding him out and then back into her. She groaned and whimpered as she gently humped on his lovers tool. His knot began to swell. Joy felt it pop inside her cunny and paused to let it stretch her vagina and lock them together. Her love tunnel now completely filled by Harley’s huge tool, she could only squirm and rock on him. Harley suddenly grimaced and as the muscles in his lower abdomen contracted again and again. He grunted with each gush of his seed he pumped into Joy’s womb. He panted hard as he came down from his orgasm.

Binky suddenly moaned loudly nearby. He looked over and saw her shiver and moan in pleasure was Randy. He looked down at Joy who had begun to squirm and wriggle on his shaft again, keeping his knot from going down.

“Ummm...Did you...?” He asked as his cheeks flushed red.

“Mmmmm...I will,” Joy replied as she continued to squirm. “Cum for me again, Harley. I want my belly full of your hot creamy cum.”

Harley could feel a second orgasm building quickly. Instinct finally overcame his shyness and he took hold of Joy by her hip and bucked his pelvis under her as much as he could. Joy moaned out loud and clutched at his jacket, pulling herself against him as she trembled in ecstasy. Harley felt her vaginal walls grip and squeeze his shaft. He threw his head back as he pumped another hot load of his baby cream into Joy. They lay there for several minutes, Joy nuzzling against his chest and he caressing her back and rump.

“MMMMmmmm...Good boy,” Joy cooed.

Joy stood up slowly, savoring the sensation of the fox’s huge member slipping from her body and the copious amounts of mating juices that leaked from her well stretched cunny. Binky’s own cries of pleasure drew their attention to where Randy bucked his hips underneath her.

“Come on, Sugah-bun!” Binky moaned. “Fill mah bunny hole...Oh yeah! YEAH!!”

Randy grabbed Binky as she came and pulled her down on his shaft. He held her there while he happily complied with her request.

“That were rahght neighborly of y’all, sugah-bun.” Binky said after she had slipped Randy out of her pussy.

“And of you too, my ladyfur.” Randy grinned.

“See,” Joy said to Harley as the fox re-sheathed his prodigious lover’s tool. “A little gift of intimate pleasure, one fur to another.”

“That remahnds me,” Binky said, laying her index finger to the side of her muzzle. “Y’all ain’t heard. Martin proposed.”

“H-he did?” Randy asked. “To Serena or Monica?”

“Both,” Binky said. “And they accepted, of course.”

“I didn’t think he had it in him,” Randy said.

“That’s so cool!” Joy gushed. “Oh, there’s so much to plan! We’ve got to throw those two a bachelorettes party...And then there’s the wedding itself...The reception...And the baby shower....”

“Baby shower?” Binky said. “AH don’t think they’re that far along yet.”

“Oh yeah...And that reminds me, Harley,” Joy said with a mischievous look on her face. “What are we going to name our fawns?”

“O-o-our WHAT!?” Harley yipped his eyes going wide. “You mean we...That I just made...That you’re going to....”

Harley’s eyes rolled up in his head and he dropped the ground like a sack of potatoes.

“I think you over did that one, Joy,” Randy chuckled.

Binky and Joy roused the unconscious fox awake.

“Have you perverts no shame at all?!” came a hissing, cranky voice.

The assembled furs turned to see Sylvester Svengali Serpent slither into the clearing. The snakes tail Tattled menacingly as he threw a withering, accusing glare at each of them.

“Howdy, Sly sugah,” Binky said as she picked up her clothes non-chalantly.

“Of all the wanton displays of carnal lust and immorality!” the snake continues in a Holier-than- thou tone. “And I just should have known that Randolph Rabbit would be involved. I see he’s managed to corrupt another poor young ladyfur. Miss Binky, I feel your pain at being led astray by this common pervert. And you,” he said, glaring at Harley, “I suppose you’re some pervert in training!”

“Heheh, Randolph,” Joy sniggered.

“Uhhh, actually, Sir,” Harley tried to explain as he struggled to pull up his pants. “I j-just came here to visit a f-friend....”

“And ended up rutting like some wild animal out in the open where anyone could see you! Shameful! I should report the lot of you for public indecency

“I...I wasn’t planning to...” Harley began, hanging his head in shame. “It just sorta... Happened.”

“Oh I’m sure,” Sly said. “You just waylaid the first innocent ladyfur you could find to stick your ...your...THING into!”

“Oh Sly,” Binky called. “Could you do something for me?”

“What would you have of me you poor dear?” Sly asked almost nobly.

“Hold these for me?”

With that Binky tossed her panties at the serpent. They landed square over Sly’s head, the leg holes tangling in his ‘horns’. Binky then non-chalantly brushed the dirt from her shorts and shirt.

“Ghaaaa!” Sylvester hissed as he shook his head to try and dislodge the offending undergarment. “Miss Binky! I...I’m shocked! I’m...I’m stuck!!”

Binky grinned and slipped into her shirt before retrieving her panties. She smiled sweetly at the sputtering serpent as she finished dressing. The others giggled and snickered while they also got dressed.

“Oh Bah th’way, Sly,” Binky said. “Martin’s gettin’ married. C’mon folks. Let’s walk tagethah. Ah still gots news ta spread.”

As the group headed back to the trail, leaving Sylvester to rant ineffectually, Randy couldn’t stop from laughing.

“That was fun,” Binky chuckled.

“That was priceless!” Randy laughed out loud. “Absolutely priceless!”

“Wh-who was that?” Harley asked.

“That would be Sylvestah,” Binky grinned. “And take mah advice. If y’all are gonna be here for a while, it’s would be a good idea ta just avoid him. And take no nevah mind about anything he says. He’s all fulla hot air.”

A sudden rush of wind blew through the group accompanied by a brown blur. The blur stopped at a nearby tree and revealed itself to be a raccoon clad in and overly long tank top shirt clutching a two pair of panties to his nose and breathing deeply. Suddenly, to Harley’s shock, the raccoon de-pouched himself and started stroking his raccoonhood, seemingly without any concern over his audience.

“Damnit, Fettish!” Joy squawked.

Harley looked at Joy and found to his embarrassment that both Joy’s shorts and Binky’s skirt lay around their ankles and that neither was wearing panties. The girls quickly hoisted up their pants and marched toward the seemingly deliriously happy raccoon.

“You’ll have to forgive Fettish,” Randy said to Harley with a chuckle. “He’s got a few odd hobbies. Like collecting used panties. I just wish I knew how the heck he manages to get them off without removing the girl’s pants completely.”

Harley could only stand there looking confused and embarrassed as the two ladyfurs advanced on the raccoon.

“Give ‘em back, Fettish,” Binky demanded.

“Oh please,” Fettish whimpered as he continued to sniff at the panties and stroke his lover’s tool. “You both just had sex and it smells so nice.”

“Now, Fettish,” Joy demanded.

“Please?” Fettish pleaded.

“Fettish,” Binky said firmly. “Y’all can’t have them. They’re mah favorite pair!”

“But you wear panties so rarely,” Fettish whined.

The ladyfurs looked sternly at the raccoon and held out their hands. Fettish inhaled deeply of the fragrant, silken fabric one last time...and then began to cum, shooting his spunk all over the general area. Binky and Joy hopped back a couple of feet and waited until the raccoon had shot his load.

“All right, Fettish,” Joy demanded.

Reluctantly Fettish gave up the panties. He re- pouched himself and thanked Serena and Binky for at least letting him sample their wonderful scents before he trotted off into the wood. The girls looked back to where the boys stood. Randy merely smiled at them, waiting patiently but poor Harley was confused and scandalized by what he had witnessed. Binky and Joy exchanged a mischievous look then promptly turned their backs to the boys and dropped their pants, bending all the way over, displaying their furry backsides as they slipped back into their panties and hoisted their shorts back up. They turned and started back to the boys. Randy’s grin had broadened and Harley had covered his eyes and was blushing.

They started down the trail once more, Binky taking Harley’s arm and Joy taking Randy’s. As they walked, the conversation turned to Martin’s engagement.

“So Martin is really going to get married?” Joy asked. “Two ladyfurs...His parents will hit the ceiling.”

“Ah know,” Binky said. “That’s th’ biggest obstacle left and it scares him stiff. Ah don’t blame him none neither.”

“That’s a pretty big obstacle,” Randy said, becoming serious. “Martin loves his family but they can be such prudes when they want to be.”

Harley walked quietly a while as the others talked of Martin’s engagement. At length he timidly tapped Joy on the shoulder.

“Ummm, joy, I...I mean about what we...”

Joy smiled warmly at the fidgety fox.

“Harley,” she said. “Don’t worry yourself over it. Giving a little pleasure is just a way of being neighborly around here. It’s not required that you do, of course, but you’ll find most of the furs that live her very accommodating. We’re mostly more than happy to brighten someone’s day with a little lovemaking. Now Sly, he’s the exception. There are one or two others you should watch out for...For instance this is our community constable.”

Joy pointed out the yellow furred hound dog laying stretched out on the side of the trail next to a sign that read: NO PUBLIC DISPLAYS OR DEMONSTRATIONS.

“Well howdy, Beuford,” Binky said with a bright cheerful grin. “Ah see y’all is workin’ hard.”

Beuford opened one sleepy eye. When he spotted Harley, he quickly became fully awake and got to his feet.

“Hello miss Binky,” The hound grinned warmly at the lop-eared bunny. Then his tone hardened as he addressed Harley. “And just who mahght y’all be?”

“H-Harley F-Foxworth, sir.” Harley replied quickly.

“And just what is y’all’s business in Rutwell Forest?”

“I’m just visiting some old friends, sir,” Harley said. He felt as though he were being interrogated. “B-Binky here and S-Serena.”

“Now Beuford, Sugar,” Binky interjected noting with some interest that Beuford seemed to have his hackles up around Harley. Then she caught the hound as he glanced down where she held onto Harley’s arm. “We’re just good friends, sugah-pup.”

“How good?” Beuford asked Harley with a frown on his brow.

Harley seemed to catch on at that point and quickly disentangle his arm from Binky’s.

“J-just friends, sir,” he said, giving Binky a little push toward the constable. “Sh-she’s all yours.”

Beuford’s mood seemed to mellow a little.

“Y’all keep ya nose outta trouble,” Beuford said with a little smile. “And Ah thank we’ll get along jus’ fahne, Harley.”

“Whah Beuford Bloodhound,” Binky grinned. “Ah do believe y’all’s jealous.”

“Jealous? Me?! Nevah!”

“Oh of course not,” Binky grinned. “Are we gettin’ tagethah latah?”

“Ah’m off duty at eight,” Beuford said warmly. “And at y’all’s service.”

“Y’all’s place or mahne?” Binky smiled coyly.

“Well, Mahne is sorta cold and hard with little cots fuh beds,” Beuford said as he described the Rutwell Jail house that doubled as his residence. “So Ah guess Y’all’s place would be bettah.”

“Ah’ll be waitin’”

“And Ah best be gettin’ back ta work.” The constable said. “Remebah ta keep y’all’s nose clean, Mistah Foxworth.”

Harley nodded as Beuford started to head off.

“Hey,” Binky said. “Don’t I even get a kiss?”

Beuford grinned and swept Binky up in his arms. He kissed her deeply and passionately, breaking the kiss only to come up for air. He set Binky back down and smiled warmly.

“Theahs more latah,” He said, giving her backside a sharp swat.

Binky jumped and grinned back at him as she rubbed her butt.

“Ah can hardly wait,” she said, relishing the tingling sting from the swat.

Beuford headed off into the woods while the group headed further along the trail.

“So like I was saying,” Joy said. “There are a couple furs you have to watch out for. Sly is one, and then there’s Beuford. You have to really be careful about Willow...hey, are you listening to me?”

Harley had stopped walking. His heart thudded in his chest and he stared wide-eyed at the creature that came up the trail toward them.

Continued