Cheating With His Brother Ch 05

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Cheating with His Brother

Chapter Five

Ropes blinked rapidly, wishing she could turn back time and not be sitting on her brother-in-law's cock as her husband walked up to them, the evidence of their wickedness below the bubbling water of the hot tub. But there was nothing she could do and sending him away just as he approached, all happy and smiling and completely innocent, would only have aroused suspicion.

And so, she did the only thing she could in the moment.

"Uh, hey, Fyr!" Ropes blurted out, grabbing at words before the situation could get the better of her. "What's up?"

Kao rumbled a laugh against her back, but, shockingly, hardly seemed concerned by their predicament. His cock throbbed inside her, delivering another dose of potent pre-cum to her pussy and she resisted the urge to squirm on his shaft, cheeks heating up viciously as she met her husband's eyes.

"Nothing's up, just took me forever to find that guest bedroom!" He laughed, still oblivious to what was going on. "I knew your red suitcase when I saw it thought. Shame about that fox and wolf that I walked in on though..."

Chuckling, Kao shook his head, a paw lifting innocently to Ropes' shoulder. She shivered and licked her lips. Perhaps it was a little too racy for him to have his paw on her waist for so long, or at least under the water. That said, everything they were doing in that hot tub was not for her husband's eyes - not for anyone's eyes at all, for that matter! Stifling a groan, Ropes leaned back against Kao, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible.

Nothing at all happening here... Nothing to see, nothing going on...

But it was impossible to ignore his throbbing shaft grinding up inside her. Ropes gnawed the inside of her cheek until it bled as her husband came right up to the tub and clambered up the steps.

"What are you doing?" She started, eyes wide and whiskers a-quiver. "You can't get in!"

Fyr gave her a strange look.

"Why not? And there's plenty of space in here, you don't have to be in Kao's lap like that, honey."

"Um, well, I wanted to leave room for other guests," she said quickly. "But, yeah, there's no reason for you not to get in too, there's no one wanting to use it yet."

"It's plenty big enough," Kao said smoothly as Fyr seated himself with a soft groan of pleasure. "And you really walked in on Julie and Karen? It was a female couple, wasn't it?"

Kao chuckled as Fyr nodded, already blissed out as the jets worked their magic on his sore muscles. Though what his muscles could possibly be sore from - he'd hardly been doing any of the work outdoors due to the weather of late - Ropes couldn't possibly imagine. Still, she supposed everyone deserved their relaxation too, even if she wished that she could have just been left to get her relaxation with his brother's cock giving her a very intimate massage.

She drew in a slow, steadying breath that did her no good at all. She felt every inch of his cock in excruciatingly intimate detail as it pulsed inside her. His tail too went without Fyr's notice as her husband settled back in the tub, squirming and shifting position as it pleased him, but she still stiffened and swallowed down a gasp as Kao's tail teased around to brush her throbbing clit. Even through the fabric of her bikini bottoms, his touch may as well have been electrified as her heart beat raced, pounding against her eardrums in a beat that only she could keep time to.

But no one could keep time with the element of risk.

"So, guys, hell of a party, isn't it?" Fyr said conversationally, as if he was the one who had thrown and arranged the whole she-bang. "Certainly lots of furs here! Social animal, you are, Kao!"

He'd already said that, or at least something to that effect, but Kao nodded pleasantly all the same. Ropes' whiskers twitched. Just how he could keep a straight face when his cock was buried in her cunt? The drake slung his arm back along the side of the tub, taking up far more space than was necessary, and yawned widely, the very picture of relaxation. And there she was, suppressing her moans and half hanging her tongue out of her muzzle!

Ropes smirked. That wasn't very fair. That wasn't very fair at all that she was the one struggling while he got away with a free pass to pleasure. Perhaps she should make it a little more difficult for him...

She clung to the wicked thought before it could slip through her fingers, a low growl rolling by her lips before she could call a halt to it. Kao vibrated a light laugh against her back and she shot him a look, her husband glancing between them with his eyebrows raised. The cougar cursed and tried to lean back, to relax, to appear as if she didn't have a cock stretching her out at that very moment through any means possible.

"Everything okay, Ropes?" Fyr asked, brow furrowed in sweet concern. "Are you feeling sick? I'm sure I brought some stomach pills with me if the car ride has thrown you off a bit."

Ropes shook her head quickly.

"Fine! I'm fine!" Kao's cock spurted inside her, pre-cum coaxed from the tapered tip as her inner muscles massaged his length lustfully. "Just tired, yes, a little bit tired."

She smiled as warmly as she was able to her husband.

"I'll be fine after a short rest here, dear."

Fyr smiled and nodded but what he didn't know that she would be doing anything but resting in the tub. Sitting up a little straighter, she sighed as if she was enjoying the jets and warmth of the hot tub, but really she was overly conscious of just how the smallest shifts and tensions in her body affected the sensual grip of her pussy around Kao's shaft. Concentrating, she worked on rippling her muscles along that glorious length, trying to think that she was sucking it deeper and deeper into her. It felt as if his cock was growing larger with every squeeze of her pussy, but that was just her lustful mind working her over, the demoness in her mind cackling delightfully at her predicament as if she had been the one who had put her in the situation right at the beginning.

Mewling softly under her breath - luckily, Fyr didn't catch that one - the cougar pushed back, grinding her rump into the drake's lap. At the same time, her pussy squeezed down, more from lust than any sense of conscious muscle control by that point, and she swallowed her gasp, heart hammering as her pussy slickened around him.

And, oh, he definitely felt it, stiffening against her as he stared off into the distance of the party. Fyr clearly thought that something particularly interesting had caught his attention and followed his gaze curiously, head turning as he swivelled around in the tub.

"Is something going on?"

It was just the opportunity she'd been looking for. Arching her back, Ropes snaked a tentacle down beneath the water, expertly worming it into the drake's swim trunks to massage and cup his balls. Unable to do anything other than react, Kao hissed loudly, eyes wide.

"Fuck!"

"What?" Fyr whipped back around and Ropes tucked her tentacle to their rear, out of sight but most certainly not out of mind. "What's wrong?"

Patches of heat exploded down Kao's neck and Ropes blinked as innocently as she was able, though she'd always wondered just how innocent she actually came off, being a feline.

"Nothing," he muttered, pressing the tip of his tail down harder on Ropes' clit, supposedly by way of payback. "Nothing's going on at all."

But the drake was close and they both knew it. Excited to fever pitch, Ropes leaned forward, pretending that she was merely swiping her paws over the surface of the warm, delightful water when really she was pushing back into his lap. Her buttocks ground into his crotch and he clenched his jaw, a muscle jumping and twitching at the corner of his lips as he teetered right on the very edge of losing control.

Cum for me, she purred in the sensual recesses of her mind, tail curling wetly against his thigh beneath the water. Oh, my drake, you want me so, just give up all you have for me and I may feast...

It didn't matter that she was already full from feeding earlier, craving more and needing that release even as the drake shuddered and twitched against her. He was so close and yet he hung on for as long as he possibly could, striving to hold off for both his and her delight.

But it wasn't Kao that climaxed first.

So intent had she been on pushing him to his orgasm, Ropes had failed to take note of her own desires rising and rising until she was well and truly gone past the point of no return. Something tightened sharply in her loins and she gasped, pleasure racing through her as if she had been shocked with a sudden electric charge.

"Ah!"

Fyr lunged for her, water sloshing noisily and copiously over the sides of the hot tub. A nearby lemur shrieked as she passed and leapt away as her dress was splashed, tail fluffed up indignantly.

"Hey! Watch it!"

"Ropes! What's wrong? Are you alright?"

"Yes, yes," she panted, straightening again, as much as she wanted to writhe and twist and moan in ecstasy. "Yes, quite fine, I'm fine, fine."

She was much better than fine. Well, as fine as a cougar could possibly be reaching orgasm in a hot tub with her husband sat opposite her, none the wiser as to what was going on right under his nose. Forced to remain as still and quiet as possible, every sensation seemed heightened, skin burning as she fought and fought tooth and claw to contain herself. Her cunt rippled and tightened shockingly around his shaft - how was it possible for her body to even do that? - and she grunted softly, arching back as her tentacle, still quietly hidden, squeezed and cupped her drake's balls.

"Ropes, really, if you're not feeling well, I can get you something..."

"She's fine," Kao said, though that was all he managed to get out before he too succumbed to the restrained throes of blissful release.

That was more satisfying for Ropes than holding herself back when all she wanted to do was twist and writhe and cry out her pleasure to anyone in the near vicinity, whether they wanted to listen to her ecstasy or not. Kao's tail shot up through the water, sending a wave across the hot tub as Fyr gasped and held up his paws to ward off the sudden splashing.

"Dude! What are you, ten?"

But Kao was not doing anything a ten-year-old drake would have been doing, leaning over Ropes as if he was trying to push her off, but the paw on her hip only forced her down harder on his shaft. He wasn't about to let her go until his pleasure was spent and Ropes shuddered, each and every hot spurt of cum into her passage, shooting right up to her cervix, that innermost barrier, sent a fresh wave of erotic pleasure through her fractured mind. Broken from reality, she floated and drifted on a cloud of pleasure even as her husband stroked her arm and looked her over with concern, turning her muzzle from side to side as if he was checking her eyes for light or life.

Ropes chuckled and pulled her head away, dizzy and senseless with orgasm.

"Hey, Fyr," she murmured, tongue hanging out. "How'd you get so handsome?"

He started and tilted his head to the side.

"Ropes, are you sure you're feeling quite well? That's not something you'd usually say."

Slumping back against his tired brother with a crazed little giggle, the cougar shook her head, limp tentacles flopped back and hanging over the edge of the tub. It was such a nice hot tub too. They should really get one. Although she wasn't sure where they could put one in their house, it suddenly seemed like a most excellent investment.

"Oh, I'm quite fine, but why do you think I should not want to compliment my wonderful, wonderful husband?"

Fyr blushed and was gone, stuttering and waving her off for her perceived sweetness. And he was wonderful to her, especially in that moment. After all, he had not been clever enough to work out that she was fucking his brother right in front of him and, at that moment in time, she was sure that that was a highly, highly admirable quality in a drake. It was certainly one that allowed her to get away with pretty much murder - at least in the mind of a demon of lust - and she grinned widely, Kao's cock still pulsing his load inside her. It was a much bigger load too than anything her husband could have filled her with, just serving to better highlight his inadequacy when standing next to his brother.

"Why don't you come keep me company, Ropes?" Fyr murmured, eyes simmering with suggestion. "You don't have to spend your time away from me. I promise I don't bite."

With the last drops of Kao's cum spurting into her pussy, the cougar suppressed a moan, breath raking through sore lungs. Oh, how she wished he'd bite. He could draw blood from her too, if he liked, if only he would show her that passion that she so craved, something to tell her that he was more than the drake he had been for the last few months - no, years. It had been years.

She shuddered, fighting the urge to let her lower jaw hang slack and pant heavily.

"Ah, yes," she said, words slipping from her grasp. "Sure, I'll...come keep you company."

Kao hardly softened inside her and she threw a desperate glance back at him as she pulled herself up off his cock, feeling every ridge in excruciatingly intimate detail. One popped out over her clit and she very nearly lost herself altogether, a low groan rolling up from the back of her throat only to be stopped in its tracks by the firm barrier of her lips. But the barrier was weakening rapidly and, with cum dribbling from her into the water of the bubbling hot tub, she scooted over to her husband, pulling her bikini bottoms back into place just in the nick of time.

Her husband wrapped his arm warmly around her - oh, why couldn't there be some heat behind that warmth? - and she smiled as she leaned into him. It was not altogether unpleasant, but she was so very aware that his embrace could have been so much more than it was, something deeper and more passionate that they had once had and lost.

"That's better, isn't it?" He crooned, resting his head on top of hers. "Much better to have you over here, my little kitty-cat."

Ropes cringed and scowled at him, pulling away.

"Don't call me that, it's disgusting."

He reeled as if he'd been struck, backtracking so quickly that he stumbled over his own words.

"I didn't mean - not like that - I'm sorry!"

It was hardly a complete sentence, but she frowned and turned away, whiskers twitching indignantly. It was bad enough when someone she didn't know called her 'kitty', but her husband should have damn well known better what she did and didn't like!

"Just... Don't call me that again," she huffed, turning her head away. "You should know. I hate that."

"I know, dear, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Here, maybe a couple more drinks will smooth it over a little for you too!"

Kao interjected - why did he always seem to be the peacekeeper of the moment? - and reached over the side of the hot tub to where a hidden refrigerator clearly nestled. What he withdrew was three bottles of some vodka mixer possibly better suited to younger furs than themselves, although none of them could have said that they were all that old. That said, their partying days were truly behind them, at least to the level and extent that they had undertaken them in their youth. Bones hadn't crackled quite so easily back then and the hangover the next morning had been more easily remedied with a good fry up breakfast and strong, black coffee.

"Something unusual for you," Fyr nodded at the drinks, but took the bottle anyway and wrenched off the cap with his teeth. "Thought you liked beer... Or something fancier."

Kao smirked.

"Hey, need a little variety from time to time and sometimes furs can get a bit hot up in here. It's funny like that, but a cool drink usually smoothes over most things."

Ropes smiled warmly at him and dropped the dragon a sly wink.

"Kao, darling, you really are the best one I know to take the edge off, better than any drink I could come up with myself."

The drake returned her wink, but she hadn't missed his shift and wiggle when he'd been leaning over to fetch the drinks, settling his swim trunks back into place. She was almost disappointed to have his cock sealed away from her again, even if it was only behind a very thin layer of fabric, and snaked her tentacles along his leg beneath the water, teasing up his thigh. To his credit, the drake did not even flinch as she teased him, stroking the tip over his bulge and even squirming it right between his thighs at the top to find the softness of his balls, still with more loads to give her that night. And, if she had her way, she'd have more from him until dawn broke over their thrumming get-together.

A demoness always got her way.

Another party-goer, a vixen dripping in too much cheap jewellery, hopped into the tub and chattered away to the drake of the hour as if she'd known him for years. And, maybe she had, but Ropes was sure that there was no one who could have possibly known the dragon better than her, with their sly, intimate liaisons swelling and fleshing out the relationship they'd tentatively embarked on. Well, it was not so much tentative as a drunken stumble on his part that had led to so very much more.

Settling back, Ropes tried to close her ears to her irritating, grating voice and how her paw slid up the drake's arm, giggling as she squeezed his bicep. It was all she could do to not roll her eyes and demand to know just what the silly vixen thought she was doing. He was a dragon, not a coat rack! For it seemed that she was doing her best impression of being a fur coat with how she hung off him, eyes bleary with drink and jewellery jangling obnoxiously.

But she could at least make the interaction a little more interesting for him as her husband concentrated on downing his drink, bit by bit; drakes had one-track minds, after all, and he wouldn't be done with that one for a little while. Her tail was as sensual as her tentacles and she dropped the lower two on her back down beneath the water, letting both slither around like serpents themselves to find his thighs.

Kao tensed and she swallowed a purr, still buzzing contentedly from the force of her restrained orgasm. Tentacles slipped inside his trunks with shocking dexterity and the cougar kept her face carefully expressionless, snuggling into her husband as she squeezed one around her lover's shaft, teasing the softness and wriggling along the ridges. The drake did his best, but, really, what male could have possibly not shown any reaction at all to her touch and he let out a soft gasp, straightening as he leaned away from the fox who was so enamoured with him.

"Kao?" The vixen slipped her paw around to the back of his neck, eyes overly bright with concern that Ropes could not help but think was completely and utterly fake. "Is everything alright? You look strange."

"I'm a strange drake," he managed to force out as her tentacle massaged and groped his cock back to full hardness, slowly and surely. "Don't mind me... Ah... Really..."

Stifling a giggle, Ropes flicked her gaze innocently away, pale eyes dancing with mischief. Fyr squeezed his arm around her, barely missing the tentacles that were given her so much wicked fun at that very moment.

"Sorry about earlier, sweetie," he murmured in her ear, breath warm on her face. "I didn't mean to call you a name you didn't like."

"It's okay," she said more genuinely than she had the first time. "Trust me, I'm having fun here. Plenty of fun."