Moonlit Quad Claim

Moonlight silvered the hidden clearing where four eighteen-year-old Jewelpets had agreed to meet after weeks of private glances and half-finished touches. Tour the gray American Shorthair stood first, dark stripes gleaming, seafoam-green eyes already dark with need. His cock hung heavy between his legs, thickening the moment Ruby the white Japanese hare stepped into the light. Her pink inner ears flicked, red jewel eyes bright with open hunger.

Dian the light blueish-gray Maine Coon followed with Garnet the pink Persian close at his side. Gold earrings caught the moon; the black orb necklace rested against white chest fluff. Garnet’s red bow sat neat in her ear, light-blue necklace framing the soft white of her muzzle. Both pairs had come ready.

Ruby dropped to her knees without a word. She nuzzled under Tour’s belly, licked a long wet stripe up the underside of his thick gray cock, then took the head into her mouth and sucked. Her tongue worked the slit, then she sank deeper, soft wet sounds rising as she bobbed. Tour’s paws settled on her head, hips rolling gently so more of his length slid between her lips.

Garnet mirrored her. She knelt before Dian, licked the heavier Maine Coon cock from base to tip, then stretched her mouth around him and took him deep. Dian’s low growl vibrated through her as she hollowed her cheeks and worked him with steady rhythm.

Tour pulled free of Ruby’s mouth with a wet pop. He turned her onto all fours on the soft moss, mounted her from behind, and pushed the blunt head of his cock into her already-slick pussy. One smooth thrust buried him to the hilt. Ruby’s moan was high and open. Tour set a hard, steady pace, long strokes that dragged almost free before slamming deep again, the wet slap of fur on fur filling the night.

Dian lifted Garnet onto a flat warm stone, spread her pink thighs, and sank into her tight heat in one continuous thrust. Garnet’s back arched; claws scraped stone. Dian fucked her with deep, controlled rolls, every inward push grinding the base of his cock against her clit while she moaned his name.

They moved in parallel until Ruby twisted her head and called, voice rough.

“Both of you. Inside me. Now.”

Tour lay on his back. Ruby straddled him facing forward and sank onto his cock again, taking every gray inch until her soft white belly pressed to his. Dian moved behind her. He pressed the darker head of his cock against the place where Tour already stretched her open and pushed. Ruby’s ears flattened. A long broken cry left her as the second thick shaft forced its way in alongside the first. Her pussy stretched wide around both cocks. Tour and Dian found a rhythm—pushing and pulling opposite each other so she was never empty—while the friction of their shafts sliding together inside her made both males snarl.

Garnet crawled forward, straddled Tour’s face, and lowered her dripping pink pussy onto his mouth. Tour’s tongue pushed into her at once, licking deep, sucking her clit, tasting the slick Dian had left behind. Garnet rocked on his muzzle, one paw stroking Ruby’s white fur while the other played with her own nipples under soft pink fluff.

Ruby leaned in and kissed Garnet hard, tongues sliding, sharing breath and soft moans while the double penetration kept her body rocking. Every thrust forced fresh sounds from her throat into Garnet’s mouth. Garnet’s free paw slipped down and found Tour’s heavy balls, rolling them gently while she rode his tongue harder.

The wet sounds grew louder—two cocks sliding in and out of one stretched, overflowing pussy, tongue working a second dripping slit, soft female cries and deeper male growls. Dian’s thrusts sharpened. He leaned over Ruby’s back, teeth grazing the nape of her neck.

“Both of us filling you,” he rasped.

Ruby could only nod, walls clenching hard around the twin invasion. Tour’s tongue never stopped on Garnet; he sucked her clit until her thighs shook and she came with a sharp cry, flooding his muzzle. That tipped the males over.

Tour’s hips snapped up. His cock pulsed deep inside Ruby, thick ropes of cum flooding her already-stuffed channel. A heartbeat later Dian buried himself to the root and came with a low groan, his own heavy load joining Tour’s, pumping until Ruby’s pussy could hold no more. White cream leaked out around both shafts in thick rivulets, soaking Tour’s belly fur and dripping onto the moss.

Ruby’s orgasm crashed through her at the same moment—violent shudders, walls milking both cocks, squeezing every drop. She collapsed forward onto Tour’s chest, still impaled, panting.

Dian eased out first. A fresh gush of mixed creampie followed, coating Ruby’s inner thighs. Tour stayed buried a moment longer, then carefully lifted her off. More cum spilled from her stretched pink pussy in a steady trickle.

Garnet was already there. She crawled between Ruby’s spread legs and licked—long, thorough strokes gathering the thick cream that leaked from the well-used hole. She shared it with Ruby in a deep, messy kiss, both females moaning at the taste of the two males mixed together.

They barely paused.

Tour recovered and pulled Garnet into his lap, her back to his chest. His still-hard cock nudged between her thighs. She reached down, guided him in, and sank onto him with a satisfied sigh. Dian moved in front of her and offered his cum-slicked cock to her mouth. Garnet opened wide and took him deep while Tour fucked up into her in slow, powerful strokes from below.

Ruby, still dripping, crawled behind Dian and licked the base of his shaft and his heavy balls while he thrust into Garnet’s throat. Then she mounted Dian from behind in reverse, grinding her messy pussy against him while he face-fucked Garnet. Tour’s paws held Garnet’s hips, controlling the rhythm as he pounded her, the wet slap of their bodies loud under the trees.

Garnet came again around Tour’s cock, pink walls fluttering. Tour followed moments later, burying himself deep and pumping a second thick load into her until it leaked out around his shaft. Dian pulled from her mouth, stroked himself twice, and painted her tongue and chin with fresh ropes. Ruby leaned in and cleaned every drop with her tongue, then kissed Garnet deep, sharing it between them.

They rearranged without words.

Ruby on all fours, Tour fucking her hard from behind while Dian lay beneath her so she could suck his cock clean of the earlier creampie. Garnet straddling Dian’s face, riding his tongue while she leaned forward to lick Tour’s balls as he pounded Ruby. The two females side by side on their backs, legs spread wide, while the males switched between them—fucking one, then the other, leaving both pussies overflowing until their fur was matted and sticky with mixed loads.

Oral never stopped for long: soft tongues on hard cocks, long licks through soaked folds, the taste of creampie passed from mouth to mouth. Positions shifted fluidly—missionary so they could watch each other’s faces, doggy so the males could go deeper, the females riding reverse so they could lean back and kiss while being filled.

When the moon had climbed high, all four collapsed in a tangled heap of soft fur and cooling sweat. Ruby’s white coat was streaked with drying cum. Garnet’s pink fur was no cleaner. Tour and Dian’s cocks lay heavy and spent against their bellies, occasionally twitching.

Ruby nuzzled under Tour’s chin, then reached across to stroke Dian’s ear. Garnet curled against Dian’s side, one paw resting lightly on Tour’s chest.

No one spoke. The only sounds were soft breathing and the quiet drip of the last of the creampies still leaking slowly from two thoroughly used pussies onto the moss.

They would rest. And when the heat rose again, they would start once more.