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The sound of rushing waves, the ever-present taste of salt spray on the air no matter where you look - and, of course, that inescapable faint chill that always seems to hover off the ocean, no matter how warm of a day it is; all of this hit me in full force as soon as Kai pulled me out of the car and started leading me up the pathway. It had been paved at some point in the past, but now just felt like smooth stone with short dry grass growing out of the cracks, and the little grains of sand across the surface stuck to my bare toes.

Well, what was I supposed to do other than follow? He did, after all, hold the other end of my leash - literally: with it he tugged me along, having made sure to tie my paws behind my back with a length of rope from the trunk of the car earlier. I'd heard of this particular beach before, but had never gathered the courage to actually go out and satisfy my curiosity, so... leave it to Kai to overcome that barrier. Because of him I often found myself doing things that I otherwise never would.

One of these things would have to be sitting in a car, naked, for an hour-long trip to a nearby nude beach, and then being led onto that beach by way of collar and leash, with Kai's seed fresh across my cheek and tongue. When we first started seeing the signs for the beach, he pushed me down into his lap - since he, too, had left his clothes at home - and told me to get to work doing what I do best. If I got him off before we arrived, he wouldn't tie my paws up. I guess his definition of 'we've arrived' differed from my own: after we'd already paid at the gate for entry, and right as we started pulling into a parking space, his paw tightened on my head, he thrust up into my muzzle a few times, started spurting his load out into my throat, onto my tongue... and then, to my surprise, he pulled me off, to purposely finish around my face. Like he wanted other people to know.

The mark of a wolf - take that how you will, when it comes to me - has quite a strong scent, one that you can't really ignore. Hell, even with the taste of the ocean on the air growing gradually stronger as we continued on the path, I could still very_clearly pick up Kai's unmistakable musk on my own muzzle - and, God, it did nothing to quell the desire that already burned between my legs. Kai had intentionally kept me from touching myself on the way here and while I was sucking him off, so not only was I _quite hard, but the slickness of pre clung to the rim of my foreskin and dripped down the underside of my cock a little.

And here we were walking on this path to the main area of the beach, all of that on full display for anyone to see. In fact, as we approached the crest of the sand dune that would lead us down to the water, a wolf couple passed by us: the male's yellow eyes first fell upon Kai's face and then shifted down to the leash he held in his paw, which led to my neck and the collar around it; and the female, her bright eyes half-lidded, made no effort to hide her thorough inspection and appreciation of both Kai's body and my own. I tried to give her a half-serious _help me_look, but in response, she just flicked her tongue out over her lips and then brushed her tail against my thigh as she passed.

"You deserve this," Kai said to me, his low voice cutting clearly over the gentle roar of the waves. A short tug on my leash ensured that I walked close behind him, and a little to the side; every time he looked back at me, emerald-green eyes glittering in the early afternoon sun, he first fixed his gaze on my muzzle and then let it drip down my body towards my still-throbbing cock. Try as I might to say that hey, no, I don't like doing things in public, whenever he brought me out somewhere, I just couldn't help myself. "You've been a good boy lately and I wanna treat you."

"Treat me by - humiliating me in public?" Also, I was a little out of shape. The trek up the side of the sand dune left me slightly breathless by the time we reached the top, but no more than after a good night spent with this particular wolf. "Again?"

Kai stopped atop the hill and shielded his eyes with a paw as he looked down across the beach. Honestly, there were a lot more people here than I originally expected - something that made my heartbeat pick up a little out of both nervousness and excitement. "Well, I just figured... kinda rude to keep you to myself, mm?"

I would have said something a little snarky in response, had the wolf's other paw not found its way up my thigh, to my sack, and then squeezed around the base of my cock. I had started to go a little soft, but...

"Oh - there's a spot that looks like. Come on, otter."

And with that, he started leading me again, allowing some slack in the leash that he could easily tighten in case I was too slow. I could still feel his cum on my cheek, starting to dry into my fur - just as I could still smell it. Part of me wondered if he, too, were at least somewhat aroused: the further we got along the beach, more people turned their heads and looked at us, either raising their eyebrows, or licking their lips, or just simply looking. Not even five minutes after arriving, and we'd already started drawing a crowd.

It wasn't until we reached an upright wooden post in the sand that people started clustering around, though, and even then it took a bit of time. I didn't get the chance to ask what was going through Kai's head: just as soon as we had reached the post had he moved to tie the other end of my leash firmly around it, and then, he pushed me down to my knees with my back - and paws still tied behind me - against the post. Then, him still standing, he moved in front of me and shoved his hips forward against my muzzle, refreshing the spice of his musk in my nose.

"Here we are..." he growled, his paw on the back of my head keeping me in place. He slowly grinded his hips against my muzzle, causing his sheath to pull back and forth, back and forth over the slick, warm flesh of his tapered shaft, which in turn started to peek out of the supple skin. Looked like he didn't at all care how heavily my face would bear his scent - or, he wanted it to. Usually he was someone who wanted both me and others to know whose property I was.

Like I said before, I'd started to go soft, but that quickly stopped. I let him rub his sheath and growing shaft against my muzzle, and took a few seconds to inhale his warm scent through my nose - before the embarrassment of being in public strengthened its grip against his. "Kai - don't you think we're - not supposed to be doing this here?"

The wolf slid his other paw down between his body and my face, angling his sheath down towards my mouth so that each thrust forward pushed his cock against my lips and tongue a little more fully. "Oh, c'mon, Lukas. Don't be like that. It's a nude beach."

"Yeah, but..." Behind him, I could see someone walking this way - another wolf, this one with stark white fur and a mango-colored towel over his shoulder. He slowed as he approached, and then, after standing and watching as Kai churned his hips forward and back against my muzzle, moved that towel down to cover himself, but not before I'd picked up a hint of glistening pink from the end of his white sheath. I turned my muzzle to the side so I could continue to speak. "I'm pretty certain there's rules against this - laws-"

Kai wasn't having any of that, though. He turned my head forward, pushed it back against the wooden post, spread his legs a little, and then started humping forward into my maw, his paw on my lower jaw to keep it open. I squeezed my eyes shut and wriggled a little as he thrust, quickly coaxing his cock the rest of the way out; he had just finished not twenty minutes ago, and already it felt like he was pent up again. With the way he leaned forward over both me and the wooden post behind me, he could swing his hips forward with each thrust and press his hard cock against the back of my throat, without giving me too much of a gag; his paw ensured that my lips remained tight around his shaft, and the force of his movements kept the back of my head against the post.

Zero to one hundred real quick, huh? Every time he thrust forward, his thicker pubic fur tickled at my nose and upper lip - his knot hadn't yet formed - and his sack swung forward and bumped against my chin. God, I hated this, but I loved it, too. I found myself humping up into the air in a desperate attempt to get some contact to my own cock, throbbing hard and certainly dripping pre; at one point I opened my eyes and saw, through a slight rim of tears, that it was more than that single white wolf who watched us.

I couldn't quite see all of them around the black fur of Kai's fast-moving body, but - I could see a lioness and a vixen side-by-side with their arms crossed in front of their chests; a male German shepherd, big in all senses of the word, watching with a hint of a grin on his face; an uncut cheetah; that same wolf couple who we'd passed on our way in - perhaps they changed their mind about leaving; and a she-otter who apparently missed the memo about this being a nude beach, or half the memo. She wore a bikini top, and nothing else.

But, then, Kai redoubled the force and speed of his thrusts, forcing me again back against the post. Now I could clearly feel the contours and veins along his cock, specially on my lips each time he pushed in or tugged back out, and the tight bulge of his knot had started to form along the base of his length. His other paw had moved back up, and given the slight scratching noise I could hear, with it he dug his claws into the sunbleached wood of the post.

Felt like he was getting close. Again I squirmed against the post, trying to sit up a little straighter so that the tapered end of his cock didn't press against the back of my throat so roughly; above me, Kai pulled in breath after breath, each one then let out as a low, shuddering moan... I knew for certain that he loved being watched by other people. I'd open my eyes and look around again if I could, but his hard cock repeatedly thrusting into my throat kept my muzzle filled and my eyes closed-

"Excuse me..."

A female voice. Kai's thrusting slowed, but he did not pull all the way out of my maw; he adjusted how he leaned on the post and then half-turned his head, leaving half of his contoured length past my lips. I took the chance to look up at who it was, too - and, turns out it was that same she-wolf from before, the one who'd eyed both of us. Very natural coloration on her, rich soil browns on her sides and back that blended to a steadier, creamier white around her chest, breasts, and belly, though an arched band of black came across right below her belly button, as if subtly pointing down between her legs... she half-bent over with her paws on her knees to come eye level with Kai.

"Mmh?" he growled in response. I decided to swirl my tongue around what of his cock remained between my lips; in response, he let out a hot huff of breath and twitched his hips slightly forward. "Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?"

This she-wolf let her eyes trace down from his muzzle, to his chest, to his cock, and from there to my face... and we made and maintained eye contact for a few seconds. I could have sworn that the corners of her mouth pulled upwards in a hint of a smile. "Well, yes," she went on, her voice smooth and easy. "But do you really think now is the time to be doing that?"

Kai started his rhythm back up, though did so slowly, letting his body lurch forward and back with each deep thrust - all the while continuing to look at this she-wolf. "Nobody else seems to mind... why?" Then, he ceased his humping again, planted a paw on the top of my head, and leaned in closer to her. "Do you want a turn?"

Again her eyes fell upon me - sweet honey-amber. They caught the light of the sun and glimmered as she tilted her head.

"I would love a turn."

Honestly, I didn't expect Kai to move at all; however, he straightened up, pushed his hips all the way forward until the wide bulge of his knot pressed against my lips, remained there for a moment, and then tugged out of my muzzle. He wobbled on his feet for a moment before stepping to the side, holding a paw down to wave her forward - "Have fun," he said. "If his jaw gets sore, don't worry, just push against him a little more firmly. He'll understand."

With Kai no longer in front of me and this she-wolf moving to take her position, I could fully see the crowd that had gathered. Hell, some of them had brought up folding chairs, or lounged out across towels... in fact, a pair of African wild dogs stood rather close to each other nearby, one rubbing at the other's sheath and sack from behind. Even with that, though, most of the audience still remained focused on myself and-

-and this she-wolf as she stood in front, back facing towards me, and then bent over. She placed her paws again on her knees and curled her tail up this time, showing to me the curve of her rump, the pattern of her fur along her rear, down underneath the base of her tail, her upper inner thighs... and then my eyes stopped and focused on the spot directly in front of my muzzle, coming closer as she continued to lean back.

She had enjoyed the show so far. I could feel the heat emanating off of her when she came within an inch of my muzzle, and there could pick up the scent of her arousal on the air... and, God, what with both that as well as the taste of Kai's cock and pre still fresh on my tongue, I couldn't help but buck my hips up into the air again. The flesh of her slit, lips spread a little, glistened with the slickness of that arousal - which was then pressed rather firmly against my muzzle. And, then, instantly the she-wolf let out a gentle sigh of relief, which rose and crested as I moved my chin forward and started to slip my tongue up into her, tracing along the warm, wet flesh.

I've had more than a few people on my tongue and lips before. This she-wolf had a certain spice to her, a warm, dry sort of taste, not at all unpleasant; in fact, I swallowed down what clung to my tongue and then tilted my head a little to lick along her, up towards her clit. I couldn't quite reach it at this angle coming from behind her, but... well, she had that covered, in the form of a pair of fingers quickly coming up to rub at herself. Right underneath the base of her tail, her tailhole clenched and relaxed closely in rhythm with the movements of the rest of her body. Just as I pulsed my tongue in and out of her, pressing it up as far as I could into her before bringing it back and swallowing down her taste, she churned her rump back against my muzzle, raising up or pushing down appropriately.

Honestly, I felt like I always get a bit of performance anxiety in situations like this. Kai and this she-wolf, however, both seemed to thrive off the attention, like it only turned them on further... by now something warm and slick dripped down the fur of my chin, but I couldn't tell if it was my own saliva or the juice of her arousal. I didn't really care, either. Something had already told me that my muzzle would smell like multiple different people by the end of this trip.

Of course I couldn't see much around the rump directly in front of my muzzle - she rested her tail between my ears and down my back, so that it tickled at my shoulders - but Kai's voice, coming from somewhere in front of us near the crowd, caused my ears to perk:

"Excuse me - do you mind if I borrow your girlfriend's muzzle?"

Here, I took the chance to move back from eating out this she-wolf and peered around her thigh, while licking the rest of her off my lips. My wolf spoke to her wolf, the same one who we'd seen walking past us when we first arrived. He looked more surprised than anything, ears pointing back and halfway between down and up. After a moment, he shifted his gaze off of the she-wolf and turned it to Kai.

"She's... my sister, but - sure. Go ahead."

And then again Kai stepped out of view, but it wasn't long before I could feel the results of his movements on the she-wolf. Her attention moved away from grinding into my face, and then stopped entirely when I could see Kai's black-furred legs in front of her - it gave me a nice break to let my slightly-aching jaw rest a little, and for me to remain here with my cheek against hers (so to say) just breathing her scent, tasting her arousal on the air above what already dripped down my chin and clung to my tongue. Some of the crowd - I could make out the fur colors of that one she-otter and the uncut cheetah, from the corner of my eye - had made their way around so they could get a better look at the action back here, with some of them even holding up a cell phone produced from somewhere. Not like anyone had pockets or anything.

Just as he had done with me, Kai held the she-wolf's head in his paws and held her in place as he thrust up into his muzzle, starting his rhythm slowly and smoothly before quickly picking it back up. She moved her other paw up from her knee and placed it on his thigh as he did so, while her other still worked at her clit - and then came down to slip a pair of fingers into herself for a quick moment, right in front of me. I couldn't look away: the way they easily slid up between her lips, how they pressed into her supple flesh, remained buried for a short while, and then came back, glistening in the beach sun with that delicious wet slickness, the same that gathered around this spot on her and whose scent made my nose tickle. Though I could still feel the pulsing ache at the back of my jaw, I couldn't help but lean back in and wriggle my tongue in between those fingers, both cleaning them off as well as digging back into her.

God, if I could only use my damn paws... Kai had certainly tied them well, though. A few tugs let me know that the knot still firmly held behind my back, and also that the rope had started to chafe through the fur of my wrists. That could get a little uncomfortable, since only Kai knew - only he would decide - how long I'd spend tied to this post for anyone to use. The way that uncut cheetah chewed on a claw of one paw while slowly stroking himself with his other made it clear that he'd hop in and take a turn, given the chance.

I wouldn't mind too much, honestly. Just give me a bit of a break so my damn jaw can stop aching. Hell, if he stood in front of me and continued pawing off, or if he held my muzzle in place and pistoned his hips for me without going too deep, that'd be great, too. There's just something about feeling slick supple skin roll back and forth across your tongue...

With a cock now seven inches in her maw and her own paw working at herself, this she-wolf let out the occasional gentle moan between heavier breaths. It's always nice hearing someone's noises of pleasure, so long as they're not overdone - and when I continued churning my chin against her, pressing my lips against hers and digging my tongue up into her, her voice picked up a deeper, sweeter note to it, her moans dragging on for a little longer and seeming almost to drip with the feeling of her enjoyment.

Sure, I probably could wriggle around and change my sitting position so that I could try to paw myself off with my feet. However, I was neither that desperate, and nor would I be willing to humiliate myself any further than I currently already felt; keeping my muzzle buried under this she-wolf's tail hid my blush from everyone else.

Kai had removed his paws from her head and now thrust into her muzzle, while she willingly bobbed along his length. Because of this, her body lurched forward and back, and again and again she pressed back against my muzzle - shortly before reaching her own paw back and doing the same thing to me, gripping between my ears and tugging me forward. Here, she churned her hips up and down, rubbing herself against my lips and my tongue and ensuring that my jaw would remain sore for a while longer. If anything, the force of her movements had only picked up, just like her moans.

What with this she-wolf humping against my face and above my own breathing - each inhalation just bringing back her scent stronger than before - as well as the noise of the crowd around us, I could just barely hear Kai's gasping and low grunting. Really, though, it was how I could feel his thrusts through the she-wolf's body that let me know he approached his peak. Of course she could feel it, too, and she responded appropriately: she widened her stance a little, which allowed me to reach my tongue further up along her towards her clit - God, she was positively soaked, the juice of her arousal having already dripped a fair distance down her thigh (and oh, how I wanted to drag my tongue up along that thigh); she arched her back, she gripped Kai's hips with both of her thighs, and she dove down as far on him as she could. I knew myself how it felt to have that huge knot pulsing and throbbing right against your lips.

And, then, all her movements stopped. Kai let out a short series of low, shuddering moans, keeping her head down along his cock, and she swallowed down each spurt. Even though Kai had already unloaded across my muzzle earlier today, it sounded like he still had more than enough to give: I could hear each of her swallows, and counted five or six.

Afterwards, he remained hilted in her muzzle for a moment longer, then pulled out and wiped the back of his paw across his forehead. "Hey, thanks," he said to the she-wolf's companion (brother?); _that_wolf, however, didn't seem to be able to take those yellow eyes of his off of Kai's still-throbbing length. Without notice, the she-wolf took a step forward and straightened up, which gave me a window to watch the two of them. At least an inch of reddish-pink flesh poked out of the end of her brother's sheath.

She didn't give me much time to look, though. In one smooth movement, she turned around so that she faced me - I looked up at her past the curve of her breasts, and met her gaze for a moment - and then pushed her hips forward yet again, this time so that her clit touched against my upper lip. I took the hint, of course, and got right back to work, tongue flicking out and curling around her, dragging up between her lips and focusing on that little bulb of flesh...

With Kai finished, it didn't take her too long, either. Her paws made their way back to my head, and just like when she had my nose under her tail from behind, she humped against my muzzle, tilted her hips each time she moved them, grinded firmly against my maw and only further spread her scent across my face... and, then, her paws tightened and her movements stopped. She sucked in a gasp of her own, and before I knew it, gushed out over my tongue and chin, enough to drip down along the end of my own cock between my legs - so, of course, I swallowed it down, and continued lapping at her through her orgasm. Something about wolves and making sure they got the best out of their climax... she remained where she was until I had already run the surface of my tongue all over her at least three times, and had swallowed twice that.

When she finally moved away, she was wobbly on her legs, and wore this sweet, satisfied smile on her muzzle. With one paw she rubbed between her legs for a moment, feeling the combined slickness of herself and my saliva; with the other she squeezed one of her breasts, and then let that paw move down her front. Then, in that same smooth, delicious voice:

"Oh, he's a good one. I could keep going - I'd like to - but I feel guilty, taking so much time... anyone else want a turn?"

Kai stepped around her and came back towards me, his knot still fully swollen and cock throbbing. Even above the she-wolf's scent thoroughly ground into the fur of my face, I could still easily taste the heavy spice of his musk on the air. He looked down at me, licked his lips, grinned, and... well, kept on going, without saying a word. Looked like he'd be a while.

It was the uncut cheetah who stepped forward next. He placed one paw on the wooden post behind me, and one atop my head...