Alina 'n Anon 7: Fixin for a Vixen

(Alternate Sub-Title: Alina Not Really Appearing in this Story)

>Today has been a good day, you think to yourself as you take another sip of the whiskey you've been nursing over the last hour
>The day started as most days start for you; that is to say, wrapped up in Alina's arms with her morning wood pressed conspicuously into your side as she was roused awake by your movement
>After you got your breakfast and she got her relief the two of you got the rest of the gang up and ready for the day's travel, mounting up as a group and heading out
>The gang had enough to eat and drink, so spirits were up (among other things) and the squabbling that tended to happen during the times where supplies started running low
>The ride was easy-going and pleasant; a warm day with a slight, cool breeze to keep the heat from becoming unbearable and despite the rather nondescript surrounding you had a relaxing ride
>The empty ruins of a town held little more than a couple hidden cans of food, but the shopping center on the outskirts was a convenient place to stay; even the bikes could be brought in to allow for a defensible position for the night
>To the surprise of no-one, the shopping center had been nearly picked clean of anything particularly useful, but with enough food and water for half a week already scavenged the gang isn't particularly worried
>It was what one of the bikers found in a back room that got everyone's attention though
>Seems like a previous occupant had managed to set up a still and produced some of their own alcohol
>Soooo much alcohol
>A variety of jugs and containers filled with an equally varied amount of spirits with all of them being quite strong
>Seems like a moonshiner had set up here before the gang found this place, though judging by the withered corpse you saw being carried outside by two bikers, it must have been a while ago

>That didn't stop the gang members from grabbing containers of alcohol and passing them around, not until after Alina grabbed the first drink and chugged it down of course though
>You were quickly handed a jug of your own, which from what you could judge was some sort of corn whiskey that was too reminiscent of rubbing alcohol
>Despite this, you weren't going to turn down a drink after being dry for so long, though you had some reservations about getting too drunk around the bikers when they're in full party mode and so decided to take it easy and watch the party
>And what a party it was; with the booze flowing freely, most of the gang found some way or another to entertain their drunken selves
>Some took to dancing to some impromptu music made by a couple of bikers and the off-key, but passionate singing of large bear-herm (though you have to admit, she seemed to improve as the night went on)
>Others joined into a small wrestling competition that Alina started after claiming she could out-wrestle any of her bikers
>A couple actually managed to best her during the competition, but they were all so boozed-up none of them put much importance on the matches
>A few small groups split off to converse among themselves or drink themselves into a stupor that they would probably regret in the morning
>And of course, there were more than a few bikers who decided on a more carnal and physical form of entertainment for them and a partner, the sights and sounds coming from these coupling encouraging others to do the same

>By now the party has wound down and it seems like most of the bikers are no longer awake; some of them having found a nice place to fall asleep, usually in a group, while others simply passed out where they were, their excess drinking finally catching up
>You're still up, sitting on the floor and resting against Brooke's bike while you enjoy the intense feeling of relaxation the alcohol has brought you
>The booze is some pretty strong stuff if it's making you feel so drunk after drinking so little of it...
>Glancing down at the mug that's been in your hand all evening you realize that it's nearly empty; when did that happen and where did all the alcohol go?
>You shift your gaze up to look at Brooke who has apparently fallen asleep next to you; you and her were exchanging stories for a while there while drinking
>Your attention is pulled away from the gentle rise and fall of her lovely bosom, which you didn't fully realize you had started staring at, and over towards the sounds of purposeful footsteps making their way towards the half-sleeping, half-unconscious gang
>The source of noise quickly comes into view, a foxgirl who looks less than pleased at the scene in front of her
>You frown as you struggle to figure out where she came from; Isn't she part of the gang? Then where did she come from if everyone was in here drinking? Wait, didn't Alina choose a guard to keep an eye out while everyone else was drinking? Yeah, that's right, she must be that sentry that was outside the building
>You smile in satisfaction for figuring out that mystery and it's then that she happens to glance your way; noticing you're awake, she makes her way over with the disgruntled look never leaving her face
>"Well it looks like ya'll had a real fucking fun time getting fucking smash, huh? Did ya leave any of the damn booze alone for me to have or did ya drink it all like the greedy bastards ya'll are?"

>You're taken aback by the acerbic questioning and the smile begins to sink off your face; glancing around you notice Brooke has a nearly full jug sitting next to her and point over at it in the hopes of deflecting the fox's bad mood away from you
>She follows your gesture and notices the alcohol, but glances between it and Brooke several times as though weighing her options before giving a shrug and grabbing the booze
>Throwing her head back, the foxgirl begins to chug down the course drink as though trying to make up for lost time; you eye her up while wracking your brain from whatever you can remember about her
>While not easy to tell from where you're sitting, you remember she's actually the shortest member of the gang, standing just a couple inches even shorter than you; she doesn't even have the extra muscle and mass that Brooke has, her limbs looking relatively thinner than the other herms
>She also doesn't seem all that well-endowed either, especially compared to many of the other bikers, having a fairly modest bust pushing out her sleeveless vest and only a slight bulge in the crotch of her pants
>Which is probably why she so openly carries so many knives and is so quick to snap at anyone who looks at her wrong; if you don't want to end up the bottom bitch in this gang, you've got to make sure everyone else doesn't feel it'd be worth it to push you around (too much)
>As your gaze moves back up to her face you find her glaring back at you as she takes a final swig of moonshine before setting down the jug
>"What're you looking at cocksucker?"
>You shrug your shoulders and look away, not really interested in starting a fight with the belligerent fox biker and try to go back to thinking about... whatever it was you were thinking of before

>A drawn-out sigh pulls your attention back to the irate fox and you can't help but glance back her way; you find that her body language has dramatically changed from pissed-off to worn-out, her shoulders slouched while she runs a hand between her large ears
>"Hey uh, sorry Anon; I probably shouldn't have snapped at you like that. I'm not really pissed at you, just this whole situation of me having to fucking miss out on the party. I could hear these jack-asses from outside."
>She moves to sit down between you and the sleeping Brooke as you make room for her
>"Plus, I can't ever let my guard down around these bitches or else they'll all be shoving their cocks up my ass 24/7"
>A smirk begins to appear on her muzzle as she gazes at you
>"But I guess you already know how that is huh? What with being Alina's boy-toy and then having to prove yourself after Brooke came after you"
>You nod and the two of you look over at the sleeping donkey, a line of drool leading down from her mouth and onto her shirt
>"Good on you for showing that ass her place," the fox says as she puts her arm over your shoulders in a friendly manner. "I'm always happy to see that stupid bitch getting shown up."
>You nod again in agreement; it did feel good to take her down a peg and you certainly can't complain about having your own personal biker for "stress-relief" when Alina isn't around to help
>"Name's Nickie, by the way. Short for Nicole by the way, but don't you fucking dare call me that or I will feed you your own ballsack, understand?"
>"Yeah, yeah, I understand," you respond, holding your hands up

>Silence falls between the two of you for a couple moments as you take another drink from your booze before Nickie grabs it and takes a swig of her own
>"So, Anon. I've been wondering... you seem pretty content with being Alina's personal fuck-pet right? Well not always "personal", but you get what I'm saying. You like being her little cum-dump, yeah?"
>Raising an eyebrow at the "little" part, you're taller than her, you nonetheless nod in response
>"Yeah, I like being Alina's sub. She can get pretty rough at times, but she takes care of me and protects me. I'd have a helluva worse time if she didn't."
>"Yeah, okay, I get that. But like, you enjoy getting her spunk blasted down your throat or up your ass? Like, really *like* it?"
>Despite the casually sexual nature of the gang, you can't help but blush a bit at the question; nobody's really asked you in such a straight-forward way about your feelings on the more carnal duties of being Alina's second in command
>"Uh, yeah, I guess... it feels pretty good..."
>Now Nickie is really grinning at you, her tail flicking back and forth in what you assume is amusement as her eyes rove up and down your body
>"Sooooo... you get any action tonight? I know at least a couple people did because I can smell the sex along with the alcohol and vomit; but did You get any tonight?"
>You shake your head in silence, thinking about where she might be going with this
>"How about you help me have some fun then and I'll help you off in return, huh? Help out the other shorty in the gang?"
>You glance down at her crotch almost instinctively, the bulge a little more prominent now
>"Yeah, sure."

>Nickie's got a real vulpine smile going on now ("fitting" you think through the haze of booze) as she stands up next to you and without hesitating, drops her jeans down to the ground before stepping out of them
>She's got on a snug pair of "boyshorts" on (wait, someone actually wears underwear in this gang?) which do nothing to contain the erect pointed cock sticking up out of her crotch; like the rest of her, it doesn't compare in size to the rest of the gang, but isn't exactly small either
>Moving so that she's standing in front of you as you sit up straighter with-out thinking, bringing your face more in-line with her cock, Nickie grabs hold of her dick with one hand while the other rests on her hip; she smugly looks down at you as you take in the details of her crotch: the bead of pre-cum forming at her tip, the knot near the base that will no doubt swell up when she's about to climax, the cum-filled balls that are still held snugly in her panties but that you can clearly see the outline of...
>"So I imagine you're not exactly new to blowing someone right? Alina probably gives you a mouthful of cock every morning if those contented looks I see are anything to go by"
>"Yeah, but I'm used to them being bigger, more filling for my mouth"
>Her demeanor waivers for a moment before she responds
>"Well in that case, I guess I don't need to take it slow with you then huh, mister expert cocksucker..."
>She moves forward and with practiced ease you lean in and take her cock in your mouth, the beginning of your fellatio immediately starting to relax the apparently wound-up vixen

>You weren't lying when you implied she's smaller than what you usually deal with; cocks like Alina's really stretch your jaw and you're so used to working at getting them all in that you don't even need to try to swallow nearly all of Nickie in one go
>And apparently she wasn't lying either when she said she wouldn't take it slow, as the fox dickgirl is already pounding into your face without any real build-up
>Since it seems like Nickie wants to set the pace, you don't bob your head like you'd tend to do with the other bikers, letting the fox cock slide in and out as it sees fit; licking at the shaft when she's buried in your mouth and sucking while her cock retreats back past your lips
>One of your hand comes to rest on her leg, the soft red fur only slightly taking your attention of the blowjob you're giving, your other hand moving to cup and fondle Nickie's balls to let her know you understand what she has in store for you - and that you're looking forward to it
>The vixen runs a hand through your hair while her cock pistons in and out of your mouth and you think you hear her panting a bit at your ministrations of her genitals, this would make you smile if you didn't have her rushing past your lips constantly
>Despite her size, Nickie seems to have both physical and sexual stamina, keeping up the quick pace of her face-fucking without much effort and for a number of minutes the only noise you can make out is the wet noises of fellatio and her sighs and grunts of pleasure
>Quite abruptly though, the vixen pulls her now spit-covered dick fully out of your mouth; the late hour and alcohol still coursing in your system means it takes several seconds for this to fully register to you, causing you to continue sucking the air for a couple moments, amusing Nickie
>"I'm sure you're disappointed that I didn't was down your drink with your favorite meal, cockslut; but I've got other ideas on how you're going to get me off. Don't worry I'm sure you'll enjoy it too~"

>Your hands move down to your own pants in preparation of exposing your rear, but you are surprised when Nickie turns around and bends over to pull her boyshort panties off; giving you a full view of her asscheeks and butthole, with her ballsack peeking between her legs
>Without thinking, you reach up and grasp one of the red-furred cheeks in front of your face, thumb coming to rest right on the tight hole located right under her upturned tail
>Nickie stiffens when she feels the pressure at her rear hole, but when you don't make any other immediate moves she relaxes and lets you feel up her sensitive spots
>You give a gentle squeeze to her ass, enjoying the give it has, before moving your other hand up to properly spread her cheeks; your thumb circles her hole almost teasingly and when you apply a bit of force to push your thumb slightly into her, you think you hear a surprisingly feminine gasp from the vixen
>"So uh, I told you how I can never let my guard down or else be turned into the gang's cum-rag... but I've really been itching for someone to fuck my ass. So you do this for me Anon and I'll, well, I do something for you in return. But if you tell anyone what happened..."
>Her voice is cold at the end and even in your inebriated state you could hear the threat that went unsaid
>"Yeah, nobody finds out about this Nickie," you respond while continuing to play with her ass
>"Good, now get your dick out. I really need someone to fuck me raw right now and you're that lucky someone."
>One of your hands is down at your pants in an instant and you quickly have your dick out, ready and rearing to go, while Nickie shifts closer to make the penetration easier
>This leaves her ass inches from your face and you can't help but lean forward to give her a long lick from taint to hole
>The vixen shivers in delight at the sudden sensation as she finishes adjusting herself, then squats down onto your cock

>It takes a couple times before you properly penetrate her and while she just keeps sinking herself down onto your manhood, it's slow going as the fox's rear isn't used to being penetrated
>"You know Nickie, I heard you were a tight-ass, but I didn't realize they meant that literally"
>"Well unlike someone who's taken every dick in this gang, I'm not so used to having stuff shoved into me back there, so even small dicks like yours can feel pretty snug"
>Touche
>Despite the mutual needling, neither of you speak with any real bite in your voice; as soon as Nickie is fully sitting in your lap she starts to grind herself against you, shifting your cock around inside her hole
>"Mmmm, that hits the spot Anon, can you thrust at all?"
>You try to buck up into the vixen, but your position and her weight make it hard to really effectively pound her behind; realizing this, Nickie starts to slide up and down on your dick while you thrust
>This continues for a little while and while the two of you are enjoying yourselves, her ass grips your cock pleasurably and you're pretty sure you've been rubbing up against her prostate, the two of you seem to realize this isn't getting either of you closer to climax with any speed
>"Nickie, stand up would you?"
>"What, why?"
>"Just do it"
>While you miss the feeling of the vixen wrapped around your dick, you've got a better plan in mind; you get up and position the two of you so now Nickie is between the bike and you
>The foxgirl catches on to your plan and bends over to rest her torso on the bike, lifting her tail up to give you easy access to her rear
>You waste no time plugging up her hole again, with your entrance being easier this time; Nickie didn't seem to be into foreplay, so why waste time messing about when you could be drilling her?

>This position makes your copulation much easier and you quickly get into a steady tempo of pounding the mouthy vixen's ass raw
>She clearly doesn't have much, if any, experience with this sort of thing as her hole does little more than randomly spasm around your cock; you figure you could do better on the receiving end, but it isn't every day your dick gets to fuck a warm hole
>Nickie has started to make her little grunts and even yips now, clearly getting off on your rough treatment of her back door; she finally starts to push back into your thrusts, but does so haphazardly out of either pleasure or inexperience
>Your frantic movements are also causing the biker the vixen's propped up against to shift back and forth a little; which, looking back, should have warned you about what was probably going to happen next
>As the two of you enjoy the feeling of a dick thoroughly violating an ass, you're both interrupted by a tired voice to your left
>"Huh, wwwhat's goin' on? Who's makin' thhha' noissse?"
>You and Nickie stop what you're doing to glance over, Brooke seems to have been roused from your not-so-deep sleep by the butt-pounding you've been giving
>As she blinks away the sleep and wipes a line of drool from her mouth, Brooke finally starts to take the two of you in; Nickie only bottomless while bent over a bike and you with only your fly undone with your cock squarely lodged in the vixen's ass
>"Anon, what the hell are you doin'? Your fucking woke me up..."
>The donkey finally realizes just who you have bent over in a compromising position and a familiar smile crosses over her face
>"Well look who it is! I thought little miss tight-ass didn't let other people have a go at her butt. Don't tell me Anon's cock made you change your mind Nickie."

>Glancing down at the vixen, you can see she's none to pleased with the turn of events, her emotive ears held back away from her face while she almost snarls back at the donkey
>"Fuck you Brooke, like you're one to talk. Not like Anon didn't claim your ass as his cum-dump a week ago."
>Brooke draws herself up and squares her shoulders before she starts to respond but you cut her off with a warning tone
>"Brooke..."
>The irritation melts away somewhat from the donkey's face; you've really learned how to bring out her submissive side and use it when you need to control her
>"Look, neither of us want this situation getting around to the rest of the gang, okay? So if you promise to keep quiet, you can come around behind me and turn this into a threesome, deal?"
>Brooke perks up at your offer and nods her head in agreement before moving around behind you; you internal sigh in relief as really didn't need bad blood between the two bikers if word got out that Nickie had a craving for receiving anal
>You go back to giving Nickie that anal loving she's apparently been desperate for as you hear Brooke undressing herself behind you before she pulls your pants down more to expose your more experienced rear-end
>It isn't long before you feel Brooke's blunt head positioned against your hole and you pause to let her have an easier time penetrating you; you've never taken her back there before and while you know her cock isn't long, it certainly has some girth to it
>She finally manages to start fucking your ass while you do the same with Nickie, but the drinks and just coming out of a nap means Brooke's thrusting is breaking up the rhythm you had set with the vixen
>"Brooke, just stop thrusting. I'll take care of all the movement okay?"
>"M'kay"

>Now fully in control of the situation (which you hope will keep from sending the wrong signal to Brooke about who's fucking who) you make sure to move yourself back and forth between the two bikers for alternating penetration
>Thrusting forward plugs Nickie's hole with your cock, making her release some pretty cute noises while pulling back pushes Brooke's girthy member deeper into your backside; you make sure that neither cock leaves their chosen hole completely no matter which way you sway
>Brooke, no longer having to worry about thrusting, rests her breasts on your shoulders to sandwich your head in her cleavage; she places her hands on your hips while you bring a hand up to tweak one of her nipples, earning you a pleased moan
>"Ah, this is great. Getting pleasured by my two horny bitches," you sigh out in content, ignoring the quick look Nickie shoots you
>The dual stimulation and sheer sexiness of the situation means you find your orgasm quickly approaching and you doubt you'll be able to hold on much longer
>Moving forward to lodge yourself nearly entirely into Nickie, you tug on Brooke's nipple to get her to do the same, making you the meat in a hot and about to be creamy Anon sandwich
>Deciding now is the best time for release, you let yourself be swept away by the pleasure of your climax, letting a groan of relief slip out of your mouth and the first spurts of cum out of your dick
>Feeling you warming her insides with your liquid love, Nickie begins to whine needily to signal her own approaching orgasm
>Reaching around under the fox, you find that sure enough, her knot is inflated to plug a hole that isn't there and that her dick is twitching in soon-to-be release
>It takes only two strokes before Nickie is splattering Brooke's bike with her own load, the spasms of her asshole around your cock only helping to heighten the pleasure you feel washing over you

>Your twitching hole seems to have the same effect on Brooke and you're surprised when you feel her cock flare deep inside you; you didn't think she'd be so close after joining in on the fun you and Nickie were having
>She grips your hips tighter and thrusts up into you several times while you twist her nipple; you soon find yourself getting the same treatment you just gave Nickie: a cum-enema deep in your ass
>The three of you stand there riding out your respective orgasms, panting and twitching in or around each other while two holes are splattered with spunk
>It's Nickie who comes down first, gently pulling herself off your cock and taking a few deep breathes before turning around to face you; you catch a brief glimpse of your creampie dribbling out of her used hole before you return her gaze
>"Thanks for that Anon. I reeeeeaallly needed that, like bad. Good to know I can trust you to give a good butt-fucking."
>She gives the two of your dicks a couple tugs, briefly frotting the two of you before she starts to turn away; but you stop her by grabbing her ass and pulling her back up against you
>"You can always get more of this if you want to be my personal butt-slut alongside Brooke," you whisper in her ear in what you hope is an alluring manner. "Nobody will bother you about it and you'll get all the anal you could ever want...~"
>You relax your grip on Nickie and let her pull away, a conflicted look on her face
>"Just think about it, the offer will still stand tomorrow," you say to help ease her decision, giving her a quick squeeze of her ass before release her fully
>"...Okay, yeah. I'll think about that Anon," she responds "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go drink myself blind."
>You chuckle as the vixen walks away and find your attention drawn back to Brooke and the wet load she left inside you
>"Brooke?"
>"Yes Anon?"
>"How about you get on your knees and clean up the mess you made"
>"...yes Anon"