The Ladies In Chip's Life (Rescue Rangers, adult)

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Before the story begins, a few words from our author...

I started this story quite a few years ago but never quite finished it... but then I never really had a set plan for what the end would look like and even considered leaving it open ended to allow for continuing smutty fun.

Anyhow, I figured I'd take a whack at adding more chapters (at least as far as I'd imagined it going) with the help of a little assistance. For each chapter that has been unwritten/unposted I'll be asking for a donation.

Considering that the bulk of what's already been written was posted to a couple Gadget themed Yahoo Groups way back it wouldn't make sense to ask for donations for any of that. Those chapters will be posted as a free preview.

Donations will be required only after I'm prepared to post new material... and figured out the details of how the donations will work (money? artwork? I dunno, I'll figure it out).

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The Ladies in Chip's Life

Author's note: This story deviates some from my Reservation Dogs continuity since it was begun before the last couple stories and was set a few years into the future. If that didn't make any sense, just think of this as a separate story.

It was well after the janitor had departed when the resident mice of the great stone church filtered out into the spacious sanctuary. They always waited a little longer than mice at other churches since the janitor in question had a tendency to forget things and come bursting back in to retrieve them. Some of the rodents went about looking for bits of food or rubbish that had been missed while others set up their own pews and alters for the coming services. Here and there a young couple would steal away into the shadows for an intimate rendezvous. Inside the walls, in passages not seen by human eyes since the last renovation twenty-five years ago, other mice tended to matters that produced more noise than could be allowed during daytime when humans might take notice.

But six feet up from the floor, all that activity ceased. No one took up residence above that point, and only rarely would anyone venture there, usually on a dare or because they were drunk. Visitors and newcomers were advised to stay within the inhabited areas. Parents who discovered that their children had been playing above the six foot mark, or had gone there on a dare, were quick to discipline the errant youths. They would scold their children and warn them again and again that they must never go up that far into the walls, ever! The children were told that not even the adults were foolish enough to go someplace so dangerous... no one ever went above six feet, not even bats... because that is where the vampire lived.

The fear, born of the mythological blood drinking demon of ancient times, was utterly unfounded. True, there was a vampire residing within the higher reaches of the church. Specifically, Desmodus rotundus, the vampire bat of Central and South America, a mammal no larger than the mice. True, he drank blood, but mice have neither the quantity or pulse pressure to provide so much as a snack for anyone of his species... only large dogs and vagrants sleeping in the city’s back alleys had any reason to be concerned. Still, the local mice avoided him at all costs. That is, except one.

She was an outsider, had never been seen at the church before. The young adolescent was given the same warning as all the other visitors to their community, and she flagrantly ignored it. As she came and went with no discernible harm, those who lived at the church began to view her with suspicion... rather than dispelling their irrational fears, she became part of them. The residents of the church would avoid her whenever she showed up, and no one dared make eye contact. A few years later, when she began arriving shrouded in a black cloak, word got around that she was a witch. It would not have been wise to call her such to her face, would anyone there try to speak to her, though not because it was not true, it was just that she preferred to be referred to as a ‘sorceress’.

The young lady disliked the reference of witch for two reasons. The first, and original cause, was her view that the word was insulting. The second was the fact that ‘witch’ commonly implied a sinister intent behind the use of magic, something that, more recently, certainly did not apply. Since aiding the Rescue Rangers in their efforts to prevent Winifred the Witch from gaining the powers of a sorceress, she has continued to provide magical assistance from time to time. She was also more than just an acquaintance to the Rangers, she was family. Raven was not only the niece of Gadget Hackwrench, she was Chip Maplewood’s stepdaughter.

Leaning in close, the young sorceress flicked her tongue playfully at the vampire’s nose. As with all vampires, his nose was exceptionally sensitive to heat. Usually, for vampires, the nose is used to locate blood vessels close to the skin of their prey; but for Raven, she preferred to use it as a means to tease and torment her love. Her affection for him was as much emotional as physical since she did not regard his chiropteran characteristics as much of a turn off as others. Like all bats, Darkfire had large ears and very pronounced teeth, the teeth in fact giving rise to his nickname of Fangs. But unlike many chiropterans, and much to Raven’s delight, he had exceptionally pronounced musculature. Though all bats possess powerful pectorals, a trait shared with all warm blooded fliers, the vampires have stronger legs for greater stretches of upright walking and enough physical strength to launch their whole body straight up into the air to take flight.

Fangs, leaned back against a support column, kept one wing wrapped around Raven as she licked and sucked on the tip of his nose, and the other covering his lap and his raging hard-on. Though they had been open about their affection for the past few years it had yet to progress to open sexuality and as a result they both still possessed a certain amount of modesty even while alone together. This self restraint, however, was something Raven was hoping to change before long. Her love’s birthday would be coming soon and she had a particular ‘gift’ in mind, she just wasn’t sure about what to do. What she did know was that she needed advice. But from whom?

After taking her leave of Fangs so that he could feed, among other things, Raven set off for Rescue Ranger Headquarters. She had started spending more time there as she neared the age when she could be on her own, and there had been talk of her moving in on a permanent basis. Her adopted parents had even been quite open to her moving in with her biological mother and stepfather even before her reaching adulthood. Raven wondered to herself who she could talk to for advice among the Rangers.

Chip? No. Male relatives, even when related only by marriage, always seemed uncomfortable about such talk. Gadget? No. Though she was always helpful and undoubtedly would be more so for her only niece, she was still a confirmed virgin and had a tendency to shy away from discussions that got detailed about intimate matters. Dale? That thought actually got a laugh out of Raven... Dale was uncomfortable enough with Foxglove’s affections, in public at least, the thought of him trying to avoid such a discussion with his best friend’s stepdaughter brought up all kinds of ridiculous images. Monterrey? She was sure he had all kinds of knowledge of the sexual practices of cultures from all over the world, but she just couldn’t see him speaking frankly about them with a young lady, even if she was the type to join in a barroom brawl. Zipper? Asking an insect’s insight into mammalian sexual practices seemed an inevitable dead-end. Raven was considering asking either of her adopted parents by the time she arrived at Ranger Headquarters.

When she opened the door she was greeted by Monty. “Evenin’, lass! Guess who the chipmunk dragged in,” he bellowed as he motioned towards the TV. Over on the couch among the other Rangers, practically glued to Chip’s side, was her mother, Doohickey “Dee” Hawkfeather.

“Hey there, kid!” Dee called over as she looked over her shoulder to see who Monty was talking to.

“Hi, Mom,” Raven replied. The reference of ‘mom’ still seemed odd to her since they hadn’t set eyes on each other from Raven’s birth to their unintended reunion thirteen years later. The few years they have known each other since hadn’t completely bridged the gap. “Just get in tonight?”

“Yeah,” Dee responded, “I got my business back on the rez wrapped up a few days early.”

Everyone talked for awhile, in part about Dee’s efforts to establish a Rescue Rangers branch on her reservation, but mostly about what everyone else had done in her absence. One of the consequences of that absence was quite obvious as Chip and Dee kept drifting off into their own little world. It wasn’t long before husband and wife had discreetly retired to their bedroom. Everyone else continued watching the tube and shooting the breeze. Though, if there was a lull in the discussion, the commotion from the bedroom was quite audible.

“Crikey! I know it’s been a couple weeks but you’d think they’d keep it down a little,” Monty eventually commented, “what with a child here.” Then he quickly added so Raven didn’t cast an extremely unpleasant spell, “No offense, lass.”

“Dee and I had installed some new sound proofing before she left,” Gadget pointed out, “We shouldn’t be able to hear anything.”

Dale got an astonished look on his face before simply muttering, “Wow.”

What about asking Dee? Raven knew about her mother’s pre-childbirth sexual exploits, or at least the broad references thereto, and she was always trying to make up for not having been around during her childhood... and what was being heard from the bedroom seemed to be a ringing endorsement of her mother’s abilities. Raven knew who she could turn to for advice... now she just had to figure a way to brooch the subject. The blatant question “Hey, Mom, can you teach me how to suck cock?” briefly flashed through her mind. It needed work.

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The Ladies in Chip's Life continued...

Gadget and Dee were busy working soundproof tiles back into place in the Maplewood’s bedroom when Raven arrived that morning. The mechanically inclined sisters were about to begin positing numerous ideas on how to better affix the tiles when the young lady popped her head into the room.

“Hae’,” Raven voiced as she entered, “Working on improving the soundproofing?”

“Technically no,” Gadget replied, “The sound absorption quality of the tiles is still considered to be ample for the specific requirements despite the fact that the first real life test was-”

“We’re trying to find a better way to attach the tiles to the walls,” Dee responded, cutting Gadget off and sparing her daughter the rest of the unnecessarily long explanation, “Chip and I knocked some of the critical ones loose during our... festivities.”

“Ah,” Raven replied simply. There was an uncomfortable silence that followed as she tried to think of how best to bring up her question.

“Wanna help?” Dee inquired.

“Uh, no.” Raven decided to dive right in, “Actually I have a question.”

“About soundproofing?” Gadget asked innocuously.

“It’s kind of a ‘mother-daughter’ type thing,” Raven specified.

“Oh, ok! I’ll see what I can find in my workshop that might help with the project so you two can talk,” Gadget said as she excused herself.

Dee was actually rather excited to have a ‘mother-daughter’ type responsibility on her paws, she had almost thought she had missed out on such matters now that her only surviving offspring was almost on her own. “You got some kind of sexual question, right?” she asked before Raven could speak.

“Um... yeah,” Raven muttered, “How did you know?”

“My body isn’t the only thing Chip loves about me,” Dee pointed out with a smile, referring to her aptitude for deductive reasoning. “So, what do you want to know?”

“Well,” Raven began, “Fangs’ birthday is coming up pretty soon, and I want to give him something special,” then she added as she felt the blood begin to rush to her ears, “something a little intimate.”

“Ok. Do you have any particular act in mind or are you looking for suggestions?” Dee inquired.

“Well, I was thinking of, um,” Raven fidgeted nervously. She was rarely this nervous about dealing with a subject, but there was something about talking to her mother about sex that just heaped on the anxiety. “Y’know, giving him... a blowjob.”

“Ahh,” Dee sighed, “And you’re not quite sure what all is involved, right?”

“Yeah,” Raven replied, relieved that she finally got things out, “Well, I know basically what to do... I just don’t want to, y’know, screw up.”

Dee nodded as she thought things through. “I don’t imagine Fangs has ever had a blowjob before in his life, so I don’t think he’d even know you were doing things wrong, as long as you act like you know what you’re doing,” she eventually thought aloud.

“You’re not trying to wuss out on me, are you?” Raven asked assertively, assuming her mother was trying to find a way around having to deal with the subject... she had always had a tendency to jump to conclusions.

“No! Just running things through my head,” Dee explained quickly. She wasn’t fond of the implication she was trying to back away from a challenge... neither mother or daughter reacted well to assertions of cowardice, regardless of how trivial the matter. Feeling that she had been challenged, Dee had to respond forcefully. A half-assed answer simply wasn’t going to cut it, whatever she came up with had to have substance, had to blow the assumption she was backing out completely out of the water... but it needed more thought than she could dedicate right then and there.

Dee stroked her chin thoughtfully for a moment. “Imparting that kind of knowledge isn’t something I can do in a few quick words,” she eventually responded, “I need some time to figure out how to give you a ‘how to’ that would actually make some kind of sense.”

“Ok,” Raven conceded, then added with a hint of suspicion, “But I better hear back from you about this before Fangs is officially a year older.”

“Not a problem,” Dee replied with certainty. She had a challenge, and she had every intention of meeting it.

Much later in the day, Dee had yet to formulate some means by which to teach her daughter the fine points of fellatio, and perpetually dwelling on such a subject was beginning to get to her. As Gadget left to work on a large project at the abandoned bomber that had been her home, and as Monty and Zipper departed to meet a cheese shipment at the docks, she began to feel she and Chip would have the whole tree to themselves. Unfortunately, Dale didn’t appear to want to go anywhere anytime in the near future. But, when Foxglove showed up, Dee had an idea.

After a quick conference with Chip, Dee walked up to the other couple. “How’d you two like to join me and Chip for some poker?” With a wink, Dee let Foxglove in on their plan.

“C’mon, cutestuff,” Foxglove encouraged him, “After you beat the pants off Chip we can go back to your room and read comic books together.”

Dale thought it over. He knew Dee or Chip would likely win just about every hand, which got boring after awhile. But then again, he figured he was due for a run of good luck. Besides, he and Foxy could go read comic books together afterwards. “Well, ok. I’m in,” Dale eventually agreed.

After having played a few hands, most of which Dale lost, Dee put part two of their plan into action. “It’s kind of boring playing for ‘points’,” she piped up as Chip shuffled the cards, “how ‘bout we make things a little more interesting?”

“How about strip poker?” Dale asked excitedly.

Chip fumbled the deck as he heard the absurd suggestion and the cards went everywhere. “Dale,” he proceeded to lament as he gathered the cards together, “We’re only wearing one piece of clothing each... and Foxy’s not wearing anything. What would be the point?”

“I have an idea,” Dee joined in, “How bout we combine this with Truth-or-Dare... The winner of a hand challenges the person of their choice.”

“I don’t know...” Dale pondered.

“Why not?” Foxglove asked, leaning in close. “You know you’re due,” she purred.

The thought of getting Chip to do or confess to something ridiculous was far too tempting to let pass, after all, he had to be due for a win, “Ok, deal me in!”

Dee quickly won the first hand. “Dale,” she selected, “Truth or Dare?”

“Truth,” Dale chose.

Dee was a little disappointed, she and Chip were both hoping to get him to get physical with Foxglove, but it was obvious they had to let things build. “Ok,” she gave some thought before continuing, “What’s you’re strangest fetish?”

“I changed my mind... Dare!” Dale replied hurriedly.

“Then give Foxy a nice, passionate open mouthed kiss!” Dee fired back before Chip could scold Dale for trying to cheat.

Dale gulped down his pride and... “My strangest fetish,” he chickened out, “is...” What came next was almost inaudible, though Foxglove’s astonished expression made it quite clear she had heard it.

“I didn’t quite catch that,” Chip pointed out with a slightly sadistic edge to his voice.

“All right,” Dale grumbled, “To be suffocated in Dolly Parton’s cleavage.”

Chip was soon rolling on the floor laughing, and Dee nearly joined him. “I can just see your hind end sticking out of Dolly’s cleavage!” Dee managed to get out between gasps for air. The mental image sent Chip reeling again. Foxglove, herself, had to exert a great deal of self control to keep from snickering out loud. Dale was now more determined than ever to win the next hand.

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When the next hand was played out, Dale glared triumphantly at Dee. “Truth or Dare?” he taunted.

“Truth,” Dee shrugged.

Unfortunately, the crusher Dale had thought of for just such an occasion slipped his mind, and the best he could come up with in the few seconds available was, “What’s the largest animal you’ve ever had sex with?”

“A wolf,” Dee answered straight out.

Chip, who was taking a sip of water, promptly did a spit take. “I knew you and Romulus were close,” Chip said as he wiped off his chin, “But I didn’t know you two were that close.”

“Well, it wasn’t exactly intentional,” Dee explained of her previous relationship with the leader of the wolf pack she had lived with.

“How do you unintentionally have sex with a predator whose sex organ is larger than your entire body?” Foxglove asked.

“It was shortly after the pack moved into my sawmill, the first year I was there,” Dee proceeded to detail, “The first winter there was particularly cold and one night my heating system gave out. I was tired and didn’t want to have to get dressed and do what could be hours of work so I figured: wolves are naturally insulated for such weather and I’ve got a whole pack of ‘em downstairs... Anyhow, Romulus looked the most cozy so I climbed into his fur and began looking for a warm spot to nest in. I wound up right on the inside of one of his hind legs... I didn’t realize that at the time though. As it happens, wolves mate in the winter, and the entire den was just brimming over with she-wolf pheromones, and apparently my snuggling into a spot at the base of his cock kinda set things in motion.

“I was just getting ready to nod off when I felt his whole body start to jerk, and as I got shifted about in his fur I found myself plastered up against a part of him that was really warm, really hard and not covered in fur... It didn’t take me long to realize what I was pinned to. Next thing I knew he was getting up on all fours and there I was, clinging to his dick!” Dee flung her arms tightly around Chip in imitation of her predicament. “As I clung for dear life he began humping air! The only way I could keep from being flung off was to dig my nails into him. I slowly made my way along the top towards the tip with hopes that I could drop down feet first. Then, as I began to lower myself down over his head, ‘SPLAT’!

“Next thing I know, I’m sailing through the air propelled by the force of his ejaculation! After I landed on what was, thankfully, a soft blanket, I tried to sit up. I had my mouth wide open when ‘SPLAT’, the next spurt went all over me. With an automatic reflex, I swallowed a mouthful of wolf cum and wiped off what was covering my nostrils. Then ‘SPLAT’, I got drenched again. Considering this stuff was falling a foot and a half there was enough force to knock me down each time, so I just laid there till he was done shooting his load all over me.” As Dee continued her narrative, the others were becoming quite aroused by the mental imagery. “When I figured he was done, I wiped the lupine lubricant from my eyes and-”

“There was Romulus,” Chip assumed.

“No,” Dee corrected politely, “There were these two huge nostrils... You see, it was really dark and the easiest way he could tell where he’d shot his load was to sniff for it, and that’s when he found me laying in a pool of it- drenched from head to toe in nothing but a tee-shirt and panties. I quickly explained what I was doing there and he sheepishly apologized for getting off on me, then, as an act of contrition, began to clean up his mess.” Dee took a little pause before continuing, “Do you have any idea how large a wolf’s tongue is?!”

“Eww!” Dale blurted out in disgust, “You mean he licked up his own jiz?”

“Dale,” Chip responded, “When the humans left that sawmill at the turn of the century I don’t think they left a whole lotta boxes of Kleenex for the wildlife to use. What else was he going to use?”

“Anyhow,” Dee continued, “All of a sudden I was pinned to the blanket by this enormous, warm, soft, wet tongue! And, as he licked, up went my tee-shirt. Then with his next stroke he started further down, towards my feet... Of course, the force of his lapping spread my legs apart, so now I was pinned spread-eagled and bare chested against the blanket. And up went his tongue along the whole length of my body! The next lick rolled me over onto my stomach and gave my rear and back a full length lick... At first it was extremely humiliating, but the more he licked the more I realized how incredible it felt, so I began to enjoy it.

“After awhile he figured I must’ve been completely cleaned off, I mean he couldn’t exactly see me very well from his vantage point, so he stopped to check. I had just been on the verge of getting off, myself, when he stopped. He looked down at me and asked, ‘Ok?’ No, I wasn’t ok, I needed to get off! So I took off my panties and flung myself, spread-eagle, back onto the blanket and told him, ‘Don’t stop.’ Now Romulus may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer at times, but he knew what I wanted, and he gave it to me!” Dee shuddered with the memory of the sensation as she moaned, “And damn that felt good!” By now, everyone was staring at her as she lingered in the memory, her eyes closed. After awhile, Dee looked around. “Where were we?”

It took a little while, but Chip regained his senses. “Uh, the next hand...” he mumbled as he gathered up the cards. As he shuffled, everyone’s libido began to cool down... some. The next hand was played out, and, to Chip and Dee’s immense surprise, Dale won again.

“Dee,” Dale intoned, “Truth or Dare.”

Chip’s wife was still coasting along on the memory of her affair with Romulus so she was feeling a little reckless. “Dare,” she growled with a smile.

Dale was jubilant. He now knew how he could get back at her for making him look like a chicken before... though, on reflection, frenching Foxy didn’t seem like such a bad idea anymore. When she hears this dare she’ll beg to confess something else, Dale snickered to himself. “Ok, Dee,” Dale smiled sadistically, “I dare you to blow Chip right here in front of me and Foxy.”

“Dale!” Chip protested, as some vestige of his inherent decency tried to assert itself. But before he could comment on the inappropriateness of the dare, he felt his chair being jerked back. He looked forward just in time to see his wife drop to her knees in front of him. By the time he felt himself engulfed in her hot, wet mouth, all he could do was lean his head back in ecstasy.

Dale’s jaw nearly hit the table when he saw this, he had yet to learn that Dee would never back away from a challenge. Foxglove also watched in wide eyed astonishment. She knew that the point of the game was to help get Dale in the mood to do more than just read comic books when they were alone later, but she was concerned that this might cause Dale to spontaneously shoot all over himself before she could get her wings on him... and the sight of Dee’s black hair bobbing up and down beyond the edge of the table to the soft sounds of sucking and slurping was doing quite a number on the chipmunk.

As he watched, Dale desperately wanted to jerk off to relieve the pressure building in his loins, but he knew that it would be possible for Dee to see that over Chip’s lap and he wasn’t much into exhibitionism... in fact, he was keeping himself covered even if he wasn’t doing anything.

Dee worked Chip’s shaft over with her tongue, lips and paws, taking deep pleasure in the sounds of his heavy breathing. Chip was soon running his fingers through her luxurious mane. As absorbed in her lust as she was becoming, Dee was still conscious of other matters, and some new ideas, so she decided to bring things to a close. Making a ring of her thumb and forefinger she began to work the corona of Chip’s head with quick back and forth motions, keeping her mouth open and at the ready... after all, she hated leaving a mess.

Chip gritted his teeth from the intensity of the pleasure, and with a triumphant moan let loose a flood of love juice into his wife’s waiting mouth. After feeling the first spurt hit her tongue, Dee clamped her mouth down around her love’s pulsing shaft, desperate not to miss a drop. After much gulping and a little lingering, she rose from her knees and daintily walked back to her seat. Chip, after much panting and coming back to his senses a little, jerked his chair back into place. As her husband began to collect the cards, Dee turned to their two companions, “Ready for another hand?”

“I-I think I’ll pass, and retire undefeated,” Dale managed after awhile, “C’mon, Foxy, let’s go... read... some... stuff.” As he rose from his seat and turned to leave, Foxglove was delighted to see that her sweety had something to give her in private. As Dale grabbed her wing to lead her away, she gave Dee and Chip an appreciative wink.

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“It’s nice to bring two people together,” Chip commented as he put away the cards.

“So they can fuck like wild animals,” Dee added, “Speaking of which...” She walked up to Chip and put her arms around him. “I think you owe me, big boy,” the highly aroused inventor/aviatrix purred.

“Who’d have thought Dale would win two hands in a row,” Chip wondered aloud as he was led away.

“Please, don’t tell me you didn’t mind,” Dee replied.

Once Chip had repaid the favor, so to speak, he and his wife had let loose any other pent up energy and tested the repairs to the soundproof tiles. Laying snuggled up beside her lover, Dee realized that, lost in her passion, she’d forgotten to run an idea by Chip while he was still too aroused to overanalyze it. She began to idly play with Chip’s sex, blowing air on the dying embers in hopes of getting a few more sparks out of them.

“Still?” Chip asked.

“Uh-huh,” Dee replied.

“I’m sorry I don’t have an enormous sloppy tongue to plaster you with,” the chipmunk lamented as he reflected on the pleasure his mate had gotten from her lupine love affair.

“That’s ok,” the mouse accepted, “But there’s something you can do that a hundred-thirty pound carnivore can’t.”

“And what’s that,” Chip asked expectantly.

“You can take me in the ass,” Dee whispered hotly in his ear.

Chip ‘hmm’ed approvingly as he rolled out of bed to get the lubricant. Dee shoved the pillow under her hips as she rolled onto her stomach. She’d lifted her tail up invitingly just as Chip returned. With satisfaction she noted the look of lustful hunger in his eyes as he approached. With a small glob of goop on his finger, Chip began to gently work it over Dee’s puckered rear entry, kneading her muscles to help them relax. Dee laid her head into her folded arms and enjoyed the massaging and probing motions of her lover’s fingers and thumb.

Applying a little extra to his munkhood, Chip prepared to mount the lovely lady. Dee spread her thighs wider as she felt him climb up behind her, and then let out a soft moan as she felt the pressure against her anus. With gentle thrusts, Chip began to work himself into the her tight passage.

“Give it to me slow,” Dee ordered over her shoulder.

“Yes ma’am,” her obedient slave replied. Chip continued to push deeper into her, holding back his passions, wanting the sensation to last. With one final thrust he felt his pelvis come to rest against the soft curve of Dee’s backside. Laying himself down atop her, he began to pump into his wife slowly.

“Ooh, that’s it,” Dee cooed softly. As she felt Chip continue to pump her, Dee decided to bring up the idea she’d had as she sucked him off in front of Dale and Foxglove. “I was talking to Raven earlier today,” she breathed, hoping the subject of his stepdaughter wouldn’t bring things to a screeching halt, “She wants to blow Fangs for his birthday and wanted some pointers.”

“You’d be the one to ask,” Chip replied huskily as he gave her another thrust.

“She wants to do it just right for him,” Dee continued, “and I think the best thing is for her to practice.”

“You gonna let her practice on one of your dildos?” Chip asked.

“That wouldn’t be enough,” Dee answered, “She needs to know whether what she’s doing has any effect- uh- she needs feedback.”

“What do you have in mind?” he asked before giving another thrust.

“I want her to have someone to practice on,” she replied, “Someone who’s not going to go around bragging about- uh- getting blown by a Rescue Ranger’s stepdaughter.”

“Who?” Chip asked.

“Someone her mother trusts intimately,” Dee answered.

It began to sink through Chip’s hormone addled brain. “You can’t be serious,” he moaned in her ear.

“Who else would you suggest?” she countered.

“She’s my daughter,” he countered in turn.

“Step-daughter,” Dee grunted, “Besides, as determined as she is to get some practice in- uh- she might start looking for other guys on her own- uh- Do you really want her to learn the way I did? mff- You know the reputation I have back home.”

“But she’s just a kid,” Chip reasoned.

“She’s old enough to start her own family,” Dee pointed out.

“What does she think of the idea?” he inquired.

“Haven’t asked her yet,” she answered optimistically, “Wanted to get- uh- your approval first.”

“If she says no,” Chip began before giving a firm thrust, “don’t push it.”

“You got it, baby,” Dee acquiesced.

Chip started to increase his pace, hoping to outrun his encroaching drowsiness.

“Yeah, take me!” his lustful wife demanded as she shoved a hand underneath to play with her sex. With that green light, Chip began pounding away in her ass. Dee tried her best to hold off just a little longer, waiting for the cue from her lover. Chip was grunting like a rutting pig as he got closer, closer... Dee could feel that he was close and she began to let the wave crash over her, letting her squeaks become wails of ecstasy.

“Ah, SHIT!!” Chip cried out as he filled Dee’s ass with his seed. After collapsing on top of his love, he felt like he could fall asleep right there with his member still up inside her... that is until a soundproof tile ingloriously landed on his head.

-to be continued...

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The Ladies in Chip's Life continued...

The morning was well underway when Raven arrived at Rescue Ranger Headquarters. Chip was waiting for Monty to finish breakfast before the two of them could head for the Police Station and was passing the time flipping through the TV channels, going from one newscast to another. Looking back over his shoulder toward the door he noticed his stepdaughter. Normally Chip would have immediately greeted her, but given what he and his wife had agreed to the night before, all he could do was stare. As Raven stopped to remove her cloak she noticed Chip watching her.

“Mornin’, Chip!” the young sorceress greeted with a smile.

“Hi,” Chip managed, still feeling slightly awkward.

After neatly folding her cloak, Raven slung it over her shoulder and departed for the exercise room to get in some archery practice. Chip watched as she left the room. Just as she disappeared down the hall, he finally caught a glimpse of Raven as a physically mature female. It was only a brief moment, but for that moment Chip saw the seductive sway of Raven’s hips through the eyes of a sexually active male rather then the eyes of a dutiful stepfather. As he turned back to the television, he dismissed his brief sexual arousal. Part of him began to reflect on the fact that Dee wanted him to let Raven perform oral sex on him, but that part was promptly quieted by the part that wasn’t quite ready for it yet. I’ll think about that later, he concluded.

It wasn’t long after Chip had left with Monty that Dee decided to approach her daughter about the idea she’d had the night before. She was pretty sure she was ready to bring up the subject.

“Hey, kid,” Dee called over to Raven as she entered the exercise room, “I’d had a brainstorm last night about that question you asked me about yesterday.” Raven lowered her bow as her mother approached. “Maybe we should go someplace less public to discuss the details,” Dee mentioned quietly. Raven agreed and stowed her equipment before going with her mother.

As the two entered Chip and Dee’s bedroom, Raven noticed a soundproof tile leaned up against the wall. “Still having problems with the tiles?” she inquired.

“Just that one,” Dee answered as she closed the door, “It hit Chip in the head after he was done-” She stopped herself short of a specific reference to what they were doing, and finished with a neutral, “After we were done.” Dee couldn’t help but feel a little silly about making such a correction, considering what she was about to talk to her daughter about. That helped her decide to be more open about the whole subject. “Last night, when I went down on Chip, it occurred to me that this was exactly what you wanted me to teach you to do,” she opened, “That’s when it hit me that doing something like that, pleasing someone, isn’t something that’s easy to learn or explain in a... um... textbook manner.”

Raven had taken a seat on the bed as her mother spoke and was eagerly awaiting some kind of information that she would find useful.

“Thinking back on how I learned to give head,” Dee continued, “I realized that I couldn’t have learned to do it nearly as well the first time if someone had just explained it to me, or even had given me a prop to practice on... It’s like reading a book on how to use a bow and arrow, it just doesn’t compare to actually having the bow in your paws and firing off a few arrows.” Dee sat down on the bed beside her daughter as she prepared to get to the point. “I mean, you can’t blow Fangs the way you want to if you’ve never experienced what it is actually like... how it responds to different stimuli.”

Raven was starting to get a feel for where this was going, but wasn’t completely sure since it was such an outlandish idea. Well, theoretically it was outlandish... but then again, the thought of using magic was supposed to be outlandish. She was anxious to know who she was expected to blow to get a hang of it.

“So, last night I was talking things over with Chip,” Dee intentionally avoided referring to him as ‘your stepfather’, there was no need to make things more awkward than they may already become, “And I asked him if he would be willing to let you practice on him.” There it was, it was out. Dee looked at her daughter, trying to gauge her reaction. There was no immediate reaction to gauge, so she continued, “And he agreed. So, if you’re up to it, we can start your instruction as soon as the three of us can arrange some time for it.”

“Ok,” Raven responded simply, nodding her head. There wasn’t even the slightest hint of objection. “This does explain why he was staring at me when I came in,” she eventually added.

“Well, it’s probably the first time he was seeing you as something other than his wife’s daughter,” Dee pointed out, almost with a laugh. “Anyhow, I’ll talk to Chip about a time when we can do this,” she reiterated, “You might want to stick around here, that way I won’t have to hunt you down to tell you anything.”

“Sure, I can do that,” Raven agreed. As she stood to leave, another thought entered her mind, sort of a last minute thing. “Um, I was wondering,” she began awkwardly, “if I could work in a,” here she deliberately looked down at her chest and her fuller than average endowment, “y’know, a titjob? To get things started?”

Dee thought for a moment as her daughter pleaded with her eyes. “I think I could talk Chip into that,” she concluded, “Though I won’t be able to demonstrate the way I could for a blowjob.” Dee motioned to her own chest, which, though hardly flat, wasn’t quite as impressive as her daughter’s, to validate her point.

“That’s ok,” Raven consented, “So you’re going to be there, with me and Chip. Right?”

“That won’t be a problem, will it?” Dee asked.

“No,” Raven responded in a dismissive manner, “I just want to make sure I have the whole thing set in my head.” With that, both ladies left the room and looked for some activity to pass the time before Chip’s return, both hoping that he wouldn’t find a case that might delay matters.

It was late in the afternoon when Chip and Monty returned from their post at the Police Station. Dee noted that her husband seemed a little down, obviously because there had been no new cases to occupy his time. She hoped what she had to tell him would lighten his mood a little, or at the very least would give him something else to think about. Discreetly, Dee led Chip away to their room. Closing the door, she knew there wouldn’t be any sudden intrusion.

“I talked to Raven today,” Dee opened, “and she’s looking forward to getting started.”

Chip wasn’t quite expecting that outcome. Part of him had been hoping the young lady would refuse the offer, but since that hadn’t come to pass, the part that wasn’t ready simply laid down and played dead. “So,” Chip began to respond nervously, “When do we, uh, begin?”

“I was thinking after dinner,” Dee answered, “She could leave the table early, but rather than leave the tree she could actually come here, to our room, then we could retire here ourselves and get things going.”

“I guess we won’t have to worry about anyone hearing what’s going on inside,” Chip thought aloud, “Considering the soundproofing.”

“And no one will be suspicious about her coming and going from our room because she can always become invisible,” Dee added. “So, I’ll go let her know the good news,” she stated sprightly as she departed the room.

That night, at dinner, Raven joined in. She ate a little faster than normal, eager to start the night’s lesson. Periodically she would glance at Chip, wondering what it would be like to feel his penis in her mouth. The mix of excitement and nervousness was almost more than she could bear. Similarly, Chip would steal a glance at Raven, trying to see her as he had earlier that day, as an object of desire. Though when he succeeded in doing so, he quickly pushed the thought from his mind, realizing that it wasn’t really appropriate to go through dinner with a hard-on.

“So, Raven,” Gadget spoke up, “Have you given any more thought to moving in with us?”

The young sorceress was taken aback, what with being preoccupied by other thoughts. “Hmm?” Raven responded at first, “Oh, some, but I don’t think I’ll come to a conclusion until after Fangs’ birthday next week.”

“I guess you’re too busy trying to think of what to get him, eh?” Monty joined in.

“No, I know what I want to get him,” Raven answered, “It’s just taking a little work to get things ready.”

“What are ya’ going to get him?” Dale inquired innocuously.

“I can’t exactly go around blabbing about it,” Raven pointed out, to which Chip let out a sigh of relief.

“So you want it to be a surprise,” Monty realized, “Perfectly understandable.”

“You can tell me,” Dale replied, “I won’t let Fangs know!” Raven simply glared at Dale in response. And, upon realizing that both Dee and Chip were also glaring at him, he decided to let the matter drop. “Or not,” Dale meekly ended.

As planned, Raven finished early and excused herself, stating that she had places to go and people to meet. Once out of sight of the others, she made herself invisible and proceeded to the front door. She opened and closed the door before silently retiring to the bedroom. Alone in the room, she bided her time admiring the job her aunt and mother had done at making the soundproof tiling look as inconspicuous as possible. Catching sight of a photo of her mother and Chip on the bedside table, Raven looked carefully at her stepfather. The more she contemplated the fact she was going to have oral intercourse with him, the more aroused she became.

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Out of curiosity, as she had done before, she put her thumb in her mouth and sucked on it, wondering if that was any similarity to what it would feel like. But, as the door began to open, she quickly dislodged her thumb and discreetly wiped it off on her jeans. Folding her arms, Raven smiled pleasantly as her mother and Chip entered the room. Chip only made brief eye contact with his stepdaughter.

Only after the door was closed was anything said. “Ok, Chip, you can take off you jacket and take a seat on the bed,” Dee practically ordered.

As he took his seat, Chip kept his eyes on his wife. Now that there was nothing to distract him, the thought of what was due to happen to him played in his mind. The outcome of such thought was quickly making him hard.

“Raven asked me something earlier that I want to run past you before we get started,” Dee addressed her husband. Raven, who herself had kept her eyes on her mother, looked over towards Chip and caught sight of his growing erection. Without intending to, she stood and stared, fixated on his throbbing member. “She wants to give Fangs a bit of a titjob before she sucks him off,” Dee continued, “So I was hoping you’d be up to that, too.”

“I guess so,” Chip shrugged, more out of acceptance of the situation than out of uncertainty.

“Oh goody!” Dee squeaked. “I guess you can take your top off, kid,” she mentioned to her daughter.

“Hmm?” Raven replied as her fixation on Chip’s sex was broken. “Oh, ok,” she eventually conceded as she ran the words back through in her head.

Chip looked back to his stepdaughter as she began to pull her tee-shirt out from the top of her pants. In all the years he’d known her, he had never actually noticed Raven’s breasts before. But as she raised her shirt above her head there was no missing them now, especially with the way her raised arms lifted the bra upwards, accentuating her already ample cleavage. Tossing her shirt aside, Raven reached behind to unhook her brassiere. Chip continued to watch, transfixed by how her mammaries strained against their fabric enclosure.

Having let the loosed straps slide down her arms, Raven deposited her bra atop her shirt on the floor. For the first time, Chip finally, without exception, saw his stepdaughter as a sexual being... and he liked what he saw. Like her aunt and mother, Raven had broad, shapely hips which flared out from a narrow waist. The light pink of her flesh showed through the thin fur of her navel. Above it all were Raven’s full, round breasts, jutting out proudly from her chest. Chip’s mouth almost began to water as he focused upon her erect nipples, poking through the downy fur that surrounded them.

Though initially wracked with anxiety about undressing in front of her stepfather, Raven was pleasantly reassured by his mesmerized gaze. She had seen how young males would look at her and knew that they liked what they saw just from the way her clothes hugged her figure... she often wondered what their reaction would be if they could see what was under her clothes. Now Raven didn’t have to wonder anymore, and with a grateful and somewhat nervous smile she folded her paws politely behind her. When Chip gulped in an unconscious response to how her breasts shifted as she did so, Raven’s smile broadened and she nearly giggled.

“Ok, Chip,” Dee began, “I want you to lean back a bit and spread your legs.” Chip obediently did as he was bidden. It was hard for him to believe, but the same anxiety that had accompanied his first time many years before was sweeping over him once more, only this time he was experienced enough to enjoy the sensation. “Ok, Raven, come over here and kneel down,” Dee then commanded, “Before you actually handle the equipment I want to give you a guided tour.” Leaning in, Dee gently took Chip’s shaft in her hand. “This is a wonderful piece of fluid mechanics,” she began, “When a guy gets turned on the flow of blood into his cock increases as the outflow decreases, and the whole thing inflates like a balloon. Most of the time there’s only enough blood in it to keep the cells alive and it’s tucked away in it’s sheath down here so it doesn’t get damaged or anything.

“Now, guys aren’t like us,” Dee continued, “They only have one tube for both pissing and sex, so there’s a little valve down in their prostate...” she lifted Chip’s cock and balls to indicate the approximate location, “that closes off the flow from their bladder when they get aroused... In case you ever want to really torture a guy, start fooling around with him when you know he has to go, it can get real uncomfortable. Anyhow, you got his testicles here...” Dee displayed Chip’s family jewels, “This is where the sperm is produced, and when a guy comes, all that sperm is pumped through tubes where it’s mixed with semen and gets shot out through his dick like a cannon in several spurts.”

As she squeezed his shaft, Dee noticed some of Chip’s juice already starting to leak out. “You got ‘pre-cum’ here,” she pointed out, “that helps get the pipes all lubed up before they have to deliver their load.” Dee wiped off the little glob with her forefinger. “Wanna taste?” she asked her daughter, holding out her finger.

Raven hesitantly raised one of her fingers to wipe the fluid from her mother’s. Chip’s heart raced as he watched her wipe his juice on her soft pink tongue. Raven looked up at him as she sucked the excess saliva off her finger. “Not bad,” she commented with a smile. Chip gave a little smile back before Raven again turned to her mother.

“Up here you have the head,” Dee pointed out on Chip’s turgid prick, “It’s smooth and has a slight spongy feel to it. Go ahead, take a feel... but gently, ok?”

Raven examined her stepfather’s cock visually before raising her paw to touch it. Dee held his shaft still as her daughter reached up and gently flexed his head with her thumb and forefinger. Of all things, Chip was grateful her touch hadn’t been enough to set him off, but he was sorry that it was only a little touch, though. Raven soon reached her paw back up, and wiped off some more of Chip’s fluid as her mother had done and watched, amused, as a long strand drew out between her finger and his sex. When the viscosity was broken, part of the strand dropped down onto the length of Raven’s finger. Without hesitation she began to lick and suck it off, getting a better taste of it. When she was finished, she gave another smile to her stepfather, this time more confident.

“The head can be very sensitive,” Dee proceeded, “Especially around the corona here...” she indicated as she lightly drew her finger along the ridge of the head. “You can get a guy to come just by stimulating that part,” she explained, “and afterwards it gets even more sensitive until he’s come down some from his orgasm. You got the shaft here...” Dee stated, holding Chip’s cock up near the base, “This is where all the hardness is, and it goes all the way past his balls and up into his body so it’s not just limited to what you see sticking out of the sheath. Go ahead and feel him.”

Once more Raven reached up with her paw. Chip prepared himself, again, hoping he could hold back. Raven gently gripped his shaft, wrapping her delicate fingers around him. She was amazed at how hot it felt, as well as the texture. She could actually feel the pulsing of the blood within him as she held onto his penis. Raven drew back her paw a little to probe it with her fingertips.

Seeing Raven’s thumb caressing the underside of Chip’s shaft, Dee pointed out, “On the underside there, where it’s a little softer, you can feel his urethra. When he comes, you can feel the movement of his fluid through there, though it usually moves so fast that you rarely actually notice it go from one end to the other, you just feel the sudden surge as it gushes through. As it happens, that will probably be the most surprising thing you’ll experience about all this, seeing a male ejaculate.” Dee released her lover’s shaft as she briefly reminisced, “I literally squealed in surprise when I first saw a guy come.”

“It was that... unexpected?” Raven asked, “I mean, did you know it was going to happen?”

“Yeah, I was told,” Dee explained, “But I was only ten at the time, so my reaction was exaggerated by the sheer jubilation of having something new and strange to play with.” Raven just stared at her mother. She knew she had started young, she was a mother at thirteen after all, but this new fact was a little unexpected. “I guess I’ll tell you about all that later some time,” Dee mentioned when she noticed her daughter’s astonished expression. “Now, back to your lesson... Guys are hardwired to respond to an up and down motion on their shaft, they’ll even react instinctively to get that motion going by thrusting their hips.”

“I’ve seen that,” Raven pointed out, “Y’know, dogs in the park doing it and such.”

“An excellent example,” Dee concluded, “But most guys have enough self control to hold off thrusting in order to prolong their pleasure. You can use that when you’re with a guy... stroking him with your paws, your breasts, or bobbing your head up and down his shaft when you blow him. Or you can combine them, moving your paw, or paws, up and down while you suck...” she imitated the motion with her own paws and mouth on a fictitious cock, “You can also vary the motion, twisting around slightly.” This time Dee demonstrated for real, taking hold of Chip’s shaft and slowly stroking him, gently twisting her paw around as she did so. Raven couldn’t help but notice his delighted gasp as he was worked up and down.

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Then, to Chip’s disappointment, Dee stopped giving him a pawjob. “You can do that with your mouth, too,” she pointed out, “And, of course, you can literally suck on him... the suction produced adds to the sensation along with the feel of your cheeks gripping the sides of his shaft. You can also lick his prick all over, tracing your tongue over the head, along the underside...”

“But no biting,” Raven assumed.

“Right!” Dee agreed, “That’s another reason I want you to have a real dick to practice on, a dildo doesn’t say ‘ow, that hurts’ if you’re too rough.”

Both ladies had a short laugh at the comment, though Chip wasn’t quite as tickled by thought of Raven trying to find out just how much it would take for him to say ‘ow, that hurts’. So this is what human parents feel when they first go for a ride in the car when their children drive, he thought.

“The same goes for a guy’s balls,” Dee pointed out, “Some guys like having them played with, but as I’m sure you’ve found out, they can be very sensitive.” Raven nodded as she recalled some of the fights she’d gotten into with boys, which often resulted in her plunging her foot into a scrotum at high velocity. “When you blow a guy and he ejaculates,” Dee proceeded, “you can do three basic things. Just before he shoots off, you can pull your head back and finish him off with your paw- some guys like to come all over a girl’s face. You can let him cum into your mouth and spit it out when he’s done. Or, you can swallow.”

When Dee had finished her oration, she noticed Chip had slackened off. “This is another important subject,” she pointed out, drawing Raven’s attention to her stepfather’s limp penis. “What goes up always comes down... When a guy gets hard he doesn’t always stay that way,” though, for Chip’s sake, the return of attention to his member helped to reinvigorate him. “Sometimes a guy will lose his erection for one of several reasons, he gets distracted, something unpleasant enters his thoughts, he gets really sleepy, he gets nervous... But you shouldn’t take it personally, or try to force it. If he still wants to go, try making out or just snuggling, but don’t get tense or disappointed because that’s a real mood killer.”

“And don’t let Fangs think there’s something wrong with him because it didn’t stay up,” Chip piped up, having something to offer besides his dick, “These things have their own heads, so sometimes they think for themselves.” Raven snorted out a laugh at the reference.

“I think I’ve covered all the bases, more or less,” Dee mentioned as she slowly stroked Chip’s shaft, “So, do you want to try it for yourself or do you want me to go first to show you what happens.”

As she thought, Raven developed a wicked smile. “I’d like to try it out,” she stated enthusiastically. “But first, I’d like to see what I can do with these,” Raven added as she pushed up her bosoms with her paws.

“Good idea,” agreed her mother as she slid off the bed to kneel beside her daughter.

Chip spread his thighs wider to give Raven more room to work and leaned back on his elbows. Raven carefully maneuvered her torso until her breasts rested on either side of her stepfather’s throbbing cock. Chip tensed his organ to lift it slightly up off his stomach as Raven gently pressed her tits together, enveloping him in her soft, warm valley. Using one arm stretched across both soft globes, the young lady used her free paw to nudge Chip’s erection deeper into her cleavage, until it was pressed firmly against her chest.

Chip breathed in deep gasps as he watched, and felt, Raven play with him. As she pressed him against her chest he could feel that her heart was beating just as fast as his own. When she was satisfied with where his penis was wedged in her virgin cleavage, Raven looked up to Chip for approval. “That feels great!” he breathed. She replied with a broad, appreciative grin before returning her attention to his shaft.

Slowly, Raven began to shift her breasts up and down with her paws, stroking Chip’s sex. Feeling slightly awkward, she soon started moving her whole upper body rather then just her bosom. Once more, Raven looked to Chip for approval.

“That’s good,” He sighed in appreciation. When Raven began to speed up he leaned his head back and let out a loving moan.

“You don’t want to get him too worked up,” Dee pointed out gently, “Or he’ll shoot his load on your tits rather than in your mouth.”

Realizing that a titjob wasn’t so much trouble, Raven prepared for the main course. Releasing Chip’s penis from the warm embrace of her bosom, she noticed that some of his pre-cum had gotten smeared along the top of her cleavage. Raven began to wipe it off with her fingers, and then eagerly sucked it off her fingers. Having properly cleaned herself off, she returned her focus to Chip’s sex. Taking hold with one paw, Raven began to bring her face closer. As she approached, she opened her mouth in preparation, then looked up at Chip for approval. Receiving a simple nod of approval, Raven continued down. She couldn’t believe the incredible sensation throughout her whole body, being completely overwhelmed by sheer sexual excitement. Chip could feel her hot breath caress his bare cock as she neared. Slowly, Raven began to fit her virgin mouth around her stepfather’s experienced member.

“Ooh,” Chip cooed softly as he felt himself surrounded by the heat of his stepdaughter’s mouth. Raven let his penis rest there in her for awhile, getting used to the feel of it, running her tongue all around it. Then, she began to move her head down, taking him deeper, feeling his cock slide further back into her mouth. Chip couldn’t believe she was moving so slowly, it was almost agonizing... but it was a wonderful agony none the less. Raven sucked gently as she drew her head back. Slowly, she pulled back all the way and slid her lips over his head, leaving a delicate string of saliva between them. Licking her lips, Raven looked back up to Chip. “You’re doing great!” he breathed hoarsely. Ecstatic with the compliment she’d received, Raven dove back down with increased confidence. “Oh!” Chip moaned as he laid back on the bed, losing himself in the sensation.

Dee watched with great pride as her daughter eagerly sucked on Chip’s penis. She was also filled with joy to know the amount of pleasure he was receiving, especially having worried so much about how he’d handle the arrangement.

As Raven continued to work her mouth over her stepfather’s tool, she felt his paws begin to caress her head, running his fingers through her hair. “Oh, Raven...” Chip moaned, “it feels so good!” Periodically she felt his hips jerk forward. Then, just to see his reaction, Raven quickly bobbed her head up and down several times. Chip grunted loudly at the sensation it produced.

“You ok?” Raven asked as she looked up, hoping she hadn’t done something wrong.

“I’m fine,” Chip panted, “It just felt so damn good.” Normally he would never have used such language in front of his stepdaughter, but at that point in time he didn’t care. “Please don’t stop,” Chip pleaded as he laid his head back.

Raven was definitely beginning to enjoy this, and longed for the chance to bestow that much pleasure on Fangs. Diving back down, she resumed her rapid rhythm, trying to see if it was enough to bring Chip over the top. Closing her eyes, she flung herself into her endeavor.

“Oh, damn...” Chip moaned, “Oh, Raven...” He could feel himself getting closer. “Ohhh baby! I’m gonna come!!” Chip grunted.

Raven, her head and paw pumping furiously on Chip’s cock, wanted to wait till she felt his sperm enter her mouth before deciding what to do with it. She could feel his dick become even more rigid, then felt the underside bulge suddenly just before feeling the first spurt of his thick fluid coat the roof of her mouth. Then the next splashed up the length of her tongue. Stunned at the suddenness and volume of Chip’s ejaculation, she jerked her head back in a base reflex. The next spurt splashed against her chin and trailed down her throat onto her bare chest. Swallowing what she already had in her mouth, Raven went back down to get more of Chip’s sexual fluid. As the contractions began to taper off, smaller amounts oozed from his shaft into her waiting mouth. Her surprise having worn off, Raven now lingered, moving the pool of cum around in her mouth with her tongue, periodically licking globs of it right off the tip of Chip’s penis.

Finally letting her stepfather’s increasingly limp sex slide from her mouth, Raven swallowed the last mouthful of his sperm. “Did you like it?” she asked.

Chip, his chest still heaving, laughed at the absurdity of the question. “Oh, Raven,” he gasped, “That was wonderful!”

Raven could barely contain herself. “Thank you!” she managed as she began to wipe his cum from her chin.

“I think he should thank you!” Dee laughed as she leaned onto the bed to give her husband a kiss on the cheek. “So,” she continued, “Now we need to work out some more practice sessions!”

Chip sat up and looked at his stepdaughter. Raven gave him a coy smile as she proceeded to wipe his love juice from her naked chest. “Fangs is going to love his birthday present!”

-to be continued...

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The Ladies in Chip's Life continued...

Raven was walking home in the darkness after her first lesson in the art of fellatio. Her entire body tingled with excitement, reflecting on how well she had performed for a first time, impressed by the amount of pleasure she was able to bring someone with such little effort. She could hardly wait for her next practice session, for that matter she could hardly wait to get alone in her bedroom so she could get off.

Lost in her sexual arousal, Raven was utterly unaware that she was being watched. The sight of a mouse clad in an all concealing black cloak was just too tempting for an alley cat. He followed her closely, stealthily... hungrily. After turning down a dark alley, he closed on his prey quickly, then attacked. Hitting her shoulders from behind, he forced her forward onto the pavement. Having pinned her down, he wanted to see just what it was he’d captured... it was the size of a mouse and had the tail of one, but he wanted to make sure, he didn’t want to be unpleasantly surprised by the first bite.

Rolling his captive onto her back he pinned her down with one paw pressed to her chest. The act of rolling her over having flung open her cloak, he now had a good view of who he’d captured. “Ooh! You certainly are a pretty one, aren’t you?” he asked with depraved glee as he admired Raven’s beauty. “Maybe I’ll have a little fun before dinner,” he sneered as he kneaded one of her firm breasts with his finger.

Upon realizing she was under attack, Raven had begun to focus her thoughts, readying herself to use her magic to balance the odds in her favor. This wasn’t necessarily easy, though, given her temper. But seeing the cat distracted after having rolled her over, she closed her eyes and cleared her mind. She was oblivious, even, to having been groped against her will.

“Gee, I was hoping you’d fight back a little,” the cat sighed disappointedly.

Opening her eyes, Raven looked up at her attacker. “Maybe this will be more to your liking,” she commented as she raised a paw, which radiated an eerie blue aura. A brief flash of light flooded the dark alley. Releasing a pitiable yeowling, the cat staggered away quickly, clutching his crotch as faint wisps of smoke rose into the night air. “Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger,” Raven mentioned to herself, quoting from an episode of Babylon 5, as she stood and straightened her cloak. “Do not meddle in the affairs of this sorceress, for she is quick to anger and doesn’t know the meaning of subtlety,” she added, pulling the hood over her head.

Raven arrived shortly at the department store in which her adopted parents lived. The adrenaline was still coursing through her veins as she made her way through the walls. She was angry. Not angry so much because she’d been attacked, but because the attack had killed the mood. The lights were out when she entered her home, and realizing her adopted parents had gone to bed, Raven crept quietly to her bedroom. Still upset at having lost that wonderful arousal she’d gotten from blowing her stepfather, she tossed her cloak angrily onto her bed. But as Raven lifted off her shirt, it started to come back to her. Some of that delicious nervousness she had felt as she undressed in front of Chip had returned. She casually removed her bra and then looked at herself in the mirror. So this is what he saw, Raven thought to herself. Closing her eyes, she remembered Chip’s surprised and lustful gaze, the way his mouth nearly hung open as he viewed her naked chest. Gently pressing her breasts together, Raven thought back on the feel of Chip’s hard cock engulfed in her cleavage. If she concentrated, she could remember his moans and his male scent.

Raven quickly finished undressing, anxious to get into bed and enjoy her reacquired arousal. After properly hanging her cloak, she doused the lights and hopped into bed. Laying naked in the darkness, Raven began to caress her full breasts. As her arousal built, she imagined she was giving Chip a titjob, just as she had earlier that night. But she began to feel a little guilty, though. She didn’t feel right fantasizing about Chip when she should be fantasizing about her true love. But that was quickly remedied as Raven imagined it was Fangs straddling her chest instead of Chip. She licked her lips as her fantasy progressed to going down on her vampire. “Happy birthday,” she whispered aloud as she imagined taking his erect penis in her mouth.

Moving her paws down her body, Raven imagined how Fangs would moan as she pleasured him. Her fingers gently caressed the folds of her increasingly moist sex. In her fantasy, after her lover had emptied his balls in her mouth, he reciprocated by using his long tongue to explore her femininity. Raven inserted a slender finger into her tight tunnel, moving it about as she imagined Fangs might, while she massaged her clitoris with her other paw. The young maiden writhed on her bed, her breathing becoming more excited as she played with herself. Raven’s fantasy progressed ever further... Fangs, having gotten aroused again while eating her out, moved up her body. “Take me,” she moaned quietly to herself. Raven had often fantasized about Fangs making love to her, but until now she had no idea what his cock might feel like. She continued fondling her sex as she imagined Chip’s hard cock thrusting inside her, though it was Fangs she imagined on top of her.

Raven moaned passionately as she dug her heels into the mattress, climbing closer towards the release of her pent up energy. “That’s it,” she whispered, “Oh, baby, it feels so good!” Fangs, in her mind, continued pumping into her. “Fangs, don’t stop!” she pleaded in a harsh whisper, “Please don’t stop!” Raven was getting closer. “Come inside me!” she demanded of her lover, “I want to feel your sperm inside me!” She brought back the sensation of Chip ejaculating in her mouth and imagined the experience in the tight confines of her sex. The thought of Fangs’ thick fluid gushing into her sent Raven over the top and her entire body jerked frantically as she came. As her orgasm slowly subsided, she whispered into the ear of her imaginary partner, “I love you.”

Panting loudly, Raven lay flat on her back with both paws draped idly between her legs. Having finally released some of the lustful energy that had followed her all the way back from her lesson, she was ready for some sleep. Raven wiped her fingers off on the side of the bed and pulled the sheet up over her naked form. Rolling onto her side, she imagined Fangs’ wings wrapped around her. She couldn’t wait to give him his present.

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As Raven snuggled up in bed, immersed in afterglow, the Rangers themselves had all departed for their respective bunks for the night. The only exception being Dale who was enthralled by the movie being shown on the Late-Late-Late Show. Dee had finished undressing and was awaiting the arrival of her beloved on their bed. She was looking forward to some intimate activity with Chip, looking forward to more than usual actually. Watching her daughter pleasure her husband earlier that night had filled her with a kind of arousal she’d never experienced before, she had even had to fight back the urge to satisfy herself right there beside them... masturbating in front of her daughter just didn’t seem appropriate. But then again, how appropriate was it to arrange sexual relations between her daughter and her husband? The thought of doing something so ‘wrong’ sent a delightful shiver through her entire body causing her to growl sensuously at the feel.

Chip had finished getting things around the tree secured for the night and was going to leave Dale to marinate in the B grade drivel that was spewing out of the television. He was looking forward to something far more substantial... some good old-fashioned husband and wife nooky. Unlike Dee and Raven, he hadn’t been as flush with rampant arousal after the young girl’s lesson, in fact, he’d made a point of not thinking of it at all afterwards. Chip didn’t want to become accustomed to the thought of having sexual intercourse with his stepdaughter. Everything in his rational mind told him it was wrong... or at least no something to let become a habit.

Upon entering the bedroom, Chip’s eyes were greeted with the sight of his shapely wife stretched languidly along the bed on her side, dangling one of the wrist restraints she’d installed in the bedposts shortly after their honeymoon. There was no mistaking what kind of fun Dee had in mind, and from the look she was giving him, he felt certain he was to be the one to be restrained.

“Shall I assume the position, Mistress?” Chip asked as he removed his jacket.

“Uh-uh,” Dee answered, rising from the bed. Gliding towards her lover as the she-wolves had taught her, as if she were stalking prey, she explained, “You were used today, like a prop. So I figured it was only fair that since it was my idea to use you, that you can use me.” Draping her arms over his shoulders, her face so close he could feel her breath as she spoke, she finished, “I’m your bitch tonight. Use me.”

Chip now realized why she’d looked like she wanted to be the aggressor, she wanted to be used even if she had to make him use her. Not that he needed any encouragement. What fantasy should he enjoy? Viking raider returning to camp with a captive maiden? Pirate having his way with a serving wench? Or just tie her to the bed and torment her? Chip made his way to the dresser and opened the drawer, the one whose contents never left the bedroom... well, not unless they needed cleaning. Removing a blindfold, he returned to his willing slave and promptly covered her eyes.

“On the bed!” Chip commanded.

“Yes, sir,” Dee replied submissively. Finding the bed blindfolded wasn’t too hard since she knew where it was in relation to her before being deprived of her sight, but her mistake was sitting on the bed.

“When I said ‘on the bed’ I meant on your back, bitch!” Chip corrected sternly.

“Of course,” his slave obeyed, laying down with her arms against her sides and her legs together. Chip lifted each limb into place before securing them. Soon his wife was bound spread-eagled to their bed.

“I’ll be back,” Chip mentioned as he patted Dee on the stomach in a dismissive manner, “eventually.”

Dee heard Chip walk to the door, then open it and walk off down the hall. What she didn’t hear was the door closing... because Chip had left it wide open. As she felt a slight breeze caress her nude figure, Dee realized just how exposed she was. Ever since having an unwanted pregnancy more than half a lifetime ago she had made a point of being in control, as a result being so completely helpless was an extraordinary feeling, not to mention an extraordinary show of trust. It was that trust that allowed her to accept whatever it was Chip had in mind.

The anticipation was killing her. Dee’s nipples had become so aroused they almost hurt, and every muscle twitched in instinctive uncertainty, particularly the ones on the insides of her thighs. She knew she could break free of the restraints in an emergency, but the resistance they did provide was enough to engender the right amount of helplessness. Even with the door open, everyone else had settled down so the likelihood of a passerby was nil... at least that’s what Dee thought. Once her hearing adjusted to the silence of Chip’s absence, she caught the muffled sound of the television. Dale’s still up! Dee thought to herself. All the muscles of her lower body fluttered at the realization... a sensation she actually rather enjoyed.

As soon as Chip left the bedroom, the realization that Dale was still awake hit him, and for a brief moment he considered closing the door after all. But he dismissed the likelihood of Dale leaving the television for anything other than to rush to the kitchen to get a snack, no chance of his making a detour towards the bedroom. Though, the thought of Dale spying in on his naked and helpless wife was a bit of a turn on. Chip changed his direction towards the living room. For a split second, he considered trying to get Dale to impersonate him and have a good time on his wife as long as he remained completely silent as not to let on who he really was. But that split second was followed by an uncomfortably long contemplation of what Dee would get Romulus to do to him if she found out. Just a peek it would be.

Chip took a seat beside Dale on the couch.

“Come to watch the movie, Chip?” Dale asked, not removing his gaze from the screen, “It’s ‘Attack of the Viking Women from Mars’!”

Chip looked at the scene of two giant busty women in skimpy Viking costumes battling it out before a crowd of tiny humans. The forced perspective technique being used only added to the campy feel of the film as not one of the actors playing the humans were looking in the right direction. “Actually I left Dee naked, blindfolded and tied to our bed while I went to get something from the kitchen,” Chip mentioned casually, “I left the door wide open if you’d like to take a peek.” Having delivered his message, Chip got up to go to the kitchen. “Just a peek,” he reiterated as he walked off.

Dale couldn’t believe what he’d heard. He spun his head about. Yes, it indeed had been Chip and not a hallucination. His mouth hung open as he stared at the screen. When the movie broke for commercial he looked back behind him. Should he? Dale hesitantly rose form the couch, then snuck off towards Chip and Dee’s bedroom. What if he was just kidding? He thought. Down the hall he could see the light pouring through the open door to the right. This is nuts! Dale thought as he tiptoed towards the door. Wa-a-it, I bet Dee isn’t really tied up naked in there, he eventually thought with certainty.

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Reaching the door, Dale leaned over to peer inside. His jaw fell open. Indeed, there was Dee, blindfolded and tied naked to the bed. He couldn’t help but stare, his eyes caressing every sensuous curve. Despite his efforts at stealth, Dee had heard Dale approach, at least that’s what she thought she heard, so she decided to give him a show. She breathed deeply before releasing a long sigh, then shifting herself about where she lay, allowing her breasts to sway about fluidly.

Dale continued to stare at Dee’s nakedness. Then he remembered Chip’s warning: Just a peek. Then he remembered Jerry Seinfeld: It’s like the sun! You don’t stare at it! You get a feel for it then look away! Dale decided that was good advice and turned away. Then he turned back to look for a second, just to burn the image into his memory. Sneaking back towards the living room, Dale hoped to get back to the couch before Chip came back through, he didn’t necessarily want Chip to realize he’d been spying on his wife. He entered the living room and was relieved to find no Chip in site, maybe he could make it back to the couch after all. That’s when he spotted Chip enter the room carrying a bowl.

Before entering the room Chip had noticed that Dale wasn’t sitting on the couch. He wondered what kind of expression Dale would have if they met in the hallway to the bedroom. But, as Chip walked into the living room, he saw Dale out of the corner of his eye just returning to his movie. Chip quietly snickered to himself about how Dale had suddenly seemed to take an intense interest in some obscure feature on the wall, causing him to keep his back to the television and anybody in the room who might notice whether or not he was sporting a woody.

Chip returned to the bedroom and quietly closed the door. Dee, having recognized Chip’s telltale pawsteps approaching, decided to have a little fun. “Dale, is that you?” she asked with all the embellishment of a cheap porn actress, “Oh, Dale, fuck me! But be quick, Chip will be back any moment!”

“Okie-dokie!” Chip replied with as goofy a Dale impression as he could muster, to which Dee responded with hysterical laughter. Once the laughter had subsided, Chip set to work. Climbing onto the bed between his captive’s legs, he leaned in close and slowly breathed on her sex. The hot, moist air sent a tingly through Dee’s body. With a feather soft touch, Chip began to trace his tongue along his lover’s labia, getting her hotter and wetter all the while. While continuing his soft oral explorations, he gently ran a finger over the soft fur surrounding Dee’s pubic mound, barely making contact.

The tickling sensation from Chip’s delicate touch caused his wife to wriggle and moan in a most delightful manner. Using his other hand, he exposed Dee’s sensitive nub, which he promptly began to lavish with attention. Dee moaned, her breath growing deeper. Ceasing his soft tickling along her fur, Chip reached over to the bowl. Dee was reveling in the joy brought by her lover’s hot and moist tongue... then Chip applied the ice cube.

“AYE-YA!” Dee squealed as her whole body jerked at the frigid touch. Chip quickly replaced the icy assault with his warm tongue. “You bastard!” Dee cursed with a laugh. Chip then traced a corner of the cube along the length of her slit. This was soon followed by a similar stroke with his hot tongue. While his tongue continued to caress Dee’s folds, Chip applied the ice once more to her clit and held it there for what seemed, to her, an eternity. Every muscle in Dee’s lower body strained as she endured the torment, emitting a low growl through clenched teeth. Then, when he felt good and ready, Chip replaced the quickly melting cube with the enveloping heat of his mouth. He licked and sucked Dee’s nearly numb nub, causing her to sigh with intense relief.

As he continued bringing warmth to Dee’s lower parts, Chip slowly lifted the ice cube up over her body. Then, aiming it properly, set it down squarely on her right nipple. “EEE!” Dee squeaked, instinctively jerking her body to the left. Chip kneaded the melting cube against her stiff, fleshy button. Dee gasped, hissed and wriggled as he continued. Quickly, Chip hopped up further on the bed and replaced the icy kiss of the cube (though at this point it wasn’t necessarily a ‘cube’ anymore) with the loving kiss of his own heated lips. “Ooooooh!” the bound mouse sighed as blood rushed back to her nipple. Chip then repeated the process with it’s partner on the left, with much the same result. He continued tormenting his captive love till the heat of her body had completely dissolved his icy minion.

Chip laid himself atop Dee. “I’m going to take you now, my little bitch,” he calmly stated, “but first, I’m going to conquer you. I’m going to make you beg me to fuck you.”

“I’ll never beg you, you horrible chipmunk,” Dee replied in mock protest.

“We’ll see,” came Chip’s retort as he moved lower down the bed.

Wonder how he’ll do it this time? Dee thought to herself. Chip began to play with his wife’s clit once more with his hot muscular tongue. “You’ll have to do better than that!” Dee proclaimed in defiance. Slowly, Chip ran a finger up and down the length of her labial valley, letting her juices coat it completely. Then he gently began to wiggle his digit into her hot muscular tunnel. Dee began to moan as Chip’s tongue flicked her clit in concert with his gentle probing. As her breathing quickened, Chip pressed the tip of his finger into just the right point. Seeing his captive gasp, he knew he’d found it.

Chip massaged Dee’s G-spot while continuing his tongue-play on her swollen clitoris. His wife began to writhe in ecstasy. “I’ll never submit,” Dee whined. Chip increased his pace. “Mm, never,” Dee protested quietly. Chip slowed down. Then sped up. He brought her right to the edge of release... then got up to walk away. “GET BACK HERE!” Dee hollered.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” Chip asked casually.

“YES, DAMMIT!” Dee replied, “FUCK ME!”

Chip walked back to his captive. “That’s better, my little fuck slut,” he replied as he climbed onto the bed, “Now I’ll use you like a whore.”

“Yes,” Dee sighed as she felt Chip get ready to mount her. He slid into her tight mouse hole slowly, then pulled out just as slow. As much as he wanted the glorious sensation to last, he knew he couldn’t last much longer. Chip thrust into his love harder, increasing his pace. It wasn’t long before he was ramming his cock into her with complete abandon. As Dee grew closer to her own lustful explosion, the thought that the same cock pounding away inside her was the same cock her daughter was sucking earlier that evening, the same cock her daughter was going suck tomorrow, sent her over the top. “Aw, YES!” she cried out as she came, “YEAH-OH!” Hearing his wife let loose beneath him, Chip let out a feral growl as he shot his load into her in several powerful blasts. The memory of Chip shooting off in Raven’s mouth only intensified Dee’s own climax. As both husband and wife slowly came down from their plateau, they laid panting side by side.

“Gonna release me now?” Dee asked as her arousal finally subsided and she remembered how annoying it was to be tied down.

“I’ll let you know in the morning,” Chip quipped.

With the appropriate jerking of her wrist, Dee released one of her restraints (a fail safe feature she’d incorporated into that one restraint). Hooking two fingers into each of Chip’s nostrils, she lifted his head and asked again, “Gonna release me now?”

“Yes mistress!” Chip obediently replied and promptly set to work untying his wife.

-to be continued...

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The Ladies in Chip's Life continued...

The day of Raven’s second lesson most of the Rangers were out for various reasons, running errands or on the lookout for any new cases, etc. Dale remained behind and was passing the time watching game shows. Dee and Raven were in the exercise room discussing the upcoming lesson. The door was closed and both ladies were talking more quiet than usual just in case anyone approaching might overhear something.

“Yesterday things ended kind of fast,” Dee noted, “So I think you might like to try to prolong things tonight.”

“I would’ve taken more time last night but I really wanted to see what is was like when a guy came,” Raven pointed out.

“I can understand that,” the elder mouse acceded. “After awhile you’ll be able to pick up on little signals that a guy is right on the verge and you can slow things down... take things easy for a little bit before building up his pressure again.” Dee paused before continuing, “That actually takes some time to get used to, and not every male responds exactly the same. And depending just how close you get him to coming you have to know how lightly to treat him before he comes down a bit. When I was still getting used to making things last, I had gotten a guy too close and when I pulled my head back I accidentally brushed the head of his dick with my upper lip and that little bit of friction was all it took to send him over the edge.” She finished laughingly, “The next thing I knew I got a glob of cum right up my nose!”

Thinking about the physical aspects of the male orgasm made Raven curious about something. “Um, how far can a guy... shoot?” she asked hesitantly.

“Depends,” Dee responded, “If a guy’s been saving it up for awhile he can get pretty good distance. In one case, the male I was with wanted to come on me rather than in me, so when he was ready he pulled out and jerked himself off and it went from here,” she motioned near her sex, “and it landed all the way up on my face!” Dee finished with the other extreme, “But if a guy doesn’t have much to shoot it just kind of oozes out.”

After a small spell of silence, Dee continued to further discuss the upcoming lesson. “This time, tonight, I’d like to go first,” she pointed out, “for two reasons. For one thing, I’d like to provide a demonstration, and the other reason is that you’ll have to work a little harder to get Chip to come... It takes awhile for guys to get ready for another round. You’ll have to fondle and coax him ‘back to life’.” An idea crossed Dee’s mind as she finished. “Since I’m going to be blowing Chip right there, would you want to actually see him come, because normally I have him come in my mouth.”

“Sure,” Raven responded with an enthusiastic shrug.

“Another thing you should know,” the girl’s teacher continued, “It’s not entirely physical. It can be, but it doesn’t have to be. For one thing, making eye contact with your lover is always a plus... though you don’t have to with Chip. That also adds the fact that they can see their sex in the same scene with your face, for most people that really adds to the excitement.” Dee paused before moving on to the next point. “There’s also the auditory element. Even if someone can’t see two people having oral sex, just hearing the sucking sounds is enough to get them excited, so that’s something to remember,” she then added, almost as an afterthought, “Not that it would be a critical matter with Fangs, he’ll probably be able to hear what you’re doing no matter how silent you try to be.”

“Well, if he can hear someone’s heart beating from across the room,” Raven mentioned, “he should be able to hear me blowing him.”

“Also... and this is both auditory and physical... moaning while sucking a guy off helps,” Dee added.

“The vibrations go right into his sex,” the student reasoned.

“Right,” Dee confirmed. “Now, we can proceed to the lab portion of the class as soon as our test subject arrives,” she pointed out, getting into the whole educational theme of things, “provided there isn’t a case to deal with.”

“I hope there isn’t,” Raven commented eagerly, “I can’t wait to continue my training.” Fortunately for Raven, the day was unusually uneventful for the purposes of crime fighting and life saving.

“I couldn’t believe it,” Chip complained as he received a welcome home kiss from Dee, “Not a single case, it’s like all the criminals have gone on vacation.”

“Golly, Chip, you make it sound like you want people to get mugged, kidnaped, and to disappear mysteriously,” Gadget commented.

“No, it’s not that,” Chip responded curtly, “I just don’t like going for long periods of time without anything to challenge us. It wouldn’t be fair to those who might need us to perform at our best if we let ourselves get sloppy from inactivity.” He was now starting into one of his service dedicated inspirational speeches, something that could cause some ladies, like Dee and Tammy, to swoon at his strong devotion to duty, “We need to hone our skills to razor sharp precision so that we never fail those in need,” but sometimes it was irritatingly out of place.

“Geeze, Chip,” Dale groaned, “You make it sound like we’re the Marines!”

“We’re not the Marines, Dale,” Chip responded. He quickly added with an authoritative tone that made it clear he felt they should strive to be even greater, “We’re the Rescue Rangers!”

“We’re also family,” Dee pointed out as she pulled him aside, “And you were going to spend some quality time with me and Raven tonight, remember?”

“Oh, right,” Chip relented. He thought it strange to regard what was, technically, incest to be ‘quality time’. “Gadget, we’ll be borrowing the Ranger Wing tonight,” he informed his sister-in-law.

“Gonna go see a movie?” Dale asked.

“Eventually,” Dee responded before Chip had the chance, “But we’re going to stop by the bomber first, I have some ideas for a future project I want to run by Chip and Raven, maybe get some input for it.”

Once Chip, Dee and Raven were airborne, and could were no longer at risk of being overheard, the shapely instructor detailed the night’s lesson to the practice dummy. “I’ll be going down on you first tonight,” Dee pointed out, “First to give Raven a demonstration and also to give her more of a challenge... I want her to learn to draw things out,” she then added with a wicked smile, “in more ways than one.”

After landing near the scrapped bomber that served as an extra large workshop for Gadget and her sister, the three made there way inside. “Oh, I forgot to mention,” Dee spoke up to Chip as they entered the cavernous fuselage, “Raven and I want you to ejaculate out in the open, so she can get a better idea what’s going on when a guy gets off.” Chip readily agreed. “Would you like to give me a facial or just go on the floor?” his wife asked.

Chip rolled things over in his mind. Since he was going to be exposing himself nightly for a week, he felt it only fair that Dee join in. Chip pulled the black haired beauty over and whispered his decision in her ear. With a bemused expression, Dee consented.

“Raven, you can get yourself a chair or something,” Dee mentioned. As she turned back towards her husband she was pleased to note that he was already prepared. Once Raven was seated and watching the two intently, Dee started the demonstration. She slowly unzipped the front of her black jumpsuit, much to her daughter’s surprise, then slid it off her shoulders, letting it hang down over the belt. With deliberate intent, Dee pulled off her purple tee-shirt, quickly followed by her rodent sized sports bra. She was amazed by how aroused she became undressing in front of her only daughter, and thought it was only fair she go topless after all, considering Raven had done so in front of her the previous night.

Raven, who had been eying Chip’s erect penis at first, now focused her attention on her mother’s bare chest with both astonishment and curiosity. Chip had been focused entirely on Dee’s disrobing.

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Having bared her top, per Chip’s instruction, Dee knelt before him. She stroked his cock a few times before she opened wide and took him in her mouth. “Mmmm,” Dee moaned as she slowly took his length deeper. With her nose buried in his pubic fur and the head of his cock in her throat, Dee sucked in hard as she drew back. Looking up, her eyes met Chip’s. Letting his sex leave her hot mouth, she took hold of it again as she went back down. Dee worked her tongue all over the head of his prick, thoroughly bathing it in her saliva. She worked her mouth further down, coating the rest of Chip’s shaft.

Dee pulled back again and, holding Chip’s glistening tool in her paw, pointed out to her extremely attentive daughter, “Remember, there’s no such thing as getting it too wet.” Stroking his full length with her paw, being sure to run her fingers over his sensitive head, she added with a smile, “It’s good to get it nice and slippery, it makes stroking with your paws feel even better,” Dee’s attention was drawn to Raven’s heaving bosom and tacked on, “or stroking with your tits.”

Raven unconsciously looked down at her chest. When she looked back, her mother gave her a knowing smile and set back to work with her lips and tongue. Raven made a mental note about getting Chip’s cock, not to mention Fangs’, good and wet when it was her turn. She was also quite conscious of a growing wetness elsewhere and was fighting the urge to touch herself as she watched Dee blow Chip right in front of her.

Dee continued her demonstration, displaying a variety of techniques for the benefit of her student. Raven watched as her mother would periodically stop and gently caress her lover’s penis, and she realized she had brought Chip to the edge and was letting him cool down before continuing. She was also becoming increasingly anxious, hoping her mother wouldn’t go for too much longer, she wanted her chance to play with Chip.

Becoming increasingly lost in her own arousal, Dee slid a paw between her legs and began to massage her burning sex. Seeing this, Raven didn’t feel so constrained to avoid doing something ‘improper’ and hesitantly dipped one of her paws down towards her virgin treasure and gently began to caress herself. Chip, shocked somewhat to see his wife start to masturbate in front of her daughter, peeked over towards Raven out of the corner of his eye to see her reaction. He was even more shocked to see that Raven had joined in the fun. Chip tried to keep his mind on his wife, but couldn’t stop himself from glancing back towards the forbidden spectacle of his stepdaughter pleasuring herself.

“Ready to come?” Dee asked her lover breathlessly.

Her question bought Chip back to his senses. He was embarrassed to realize how much pleasure he received watching Raven play with herself, and barely mumbled that he was ready. Dee made a tunnel with a paw and pressed it to her lips around his throbbing cock. Chip grabbed her head with both paws and began to thrust into her with an increasingly desperate pace. Raven watched in amazement as he fucked her mother’s mouth.

It wasn’t long before Chip groaned out, “Here it comes!” As he released her head, Dee leaned back and thrust out her breasts in anticipation of the impending shower. Raven ceased playing with herself so she could focus all of her conscious energy on her stepfather’s ejaculation. “YEAH!” Chip grunted as he came.

Raven’s mouth hung open as she watched the force of Chip’s orgasm launch the first pearly streamer of sperm in a majestic arc through the air before splattering above Dee’s left breast. This was soon followed by a second that splashed squarely between her ample mounds. Chip continued to shoot his love cream all over his wife’s chest until the last of it oozed lazily over his fingers. Once the spectacle had ended, Dee quickly went to work licking and sucking her lover’s sperm from his fingers and softening prick. And when Chip was cleaned off, she did the same for her own cum covered bosom.

“So,” Dee turned to her daughter as she continue to wipe Chip’s cream from her chest, “How did you like the show?” Raven’s astonished expression was answer enough for her. With her fur cleaned of anything that could dry into an uncomfortable crust, Dee proceeded to put her top back on.

Raven led her stepfather over to the chair where he took a seat. Chip was grateful for the chance to sit, his legs had gotten quite weak from standing for the duration of the demonstration. “Don’t be disappointed if I don’t get hard right away,” he mentioned to his stepdaughter, “It takes awhile for a guy to get ready to go again.”

“I know,” Raven replied, “Mom explained that to me earlier. She wanted me to work a little harder this time.” The young lady stepped back a little and began a striptease. Slowly and sensuously, well, as slowly and sensuously as she could given her general lack of experience, Raven removed her shirt. Then, with her back to Chip, giving him a wonderful view of her hindquarters, she unhitched her bra and let it slide down her arms. As Raven gave him a sly smile over her shoulder, she noticed his eyes focused much lower on her body... she noted his apparent interest in her ass for future reference. Letting her hips sway rhythmically for a few moments, the young mouse turned about to give her subject a full view of her endowment.

Chip hadn’t been able to tear his eyes away from his stepdaughter’s backside. He was extremely grateful that all the females in that family had such sumptuous curves. But, as Raven turned about, his eyes rose to be witness to even more curves. As much as part of Chip had felt uncomfortable about doing such things with his stepdaughter, another part felt extraordinarily lucky to have such an opportunity... it’s not often that a married munk can receive such a show while knowing it was perfectly ok with his significant other.

Having completed her turn, Raven slowly trailed her fingers along her sides, up along her slender waist and around her ample breasts. Raising her arms over her head, she indulged in a long, luxuriant stretch. Slowly, she walked closer to Chip. With arms folded modestly behind her, Raven asked, “Like what you see?”

“Oh yeah,” Chip breathed at a loss for any other response.

Raven leaned in close. “Would you like to play with my tits?” she almost whispered.

Chip looked about quickly, hoping to get an ‘ok’ from Dee. He spotted her over at a table, preoccupied with something. He didn’t want to call her over, but wasn’t sure if groping Raven’s breasts was permitted as part of their whole arrangement. It dawned on him that he didn’t exactly want to tell her ‘no’ and that Fangs would almost certainly take her up on the offer, and since this was all being done to help Raven prepare to give him a good time it seemed the right thing to do... besides, what heterosexual male in his right mind could pass up such an offer.

An electric shock went through Raven as she felt Chip’s gentle touch on her full round breasts. It felt so much better than when she and Tammy would play with each other when they were younger. After having met him, Tammy would often ask Raven to pretend to be Chip while they made out. But now Raven was making out with the real Chip (well, almost making out). This is one pleasure Tammy’s never going to know, the dark haired beauty thought to herself as she enjoyed Chip’s experienced caresses. But, remembering why she was doing all that she was doing, Raven reached down to check on his level of arousal.

Chip was surprised by the heft of Raven’s breasts compared to her mother’s. They were also rather firm, but not so much so that they couldn’t easily wrap around his cock. Chip loved the chances he got to fuck his wife’s tits, but they weren’t quite as completely enveloping as Raven’s. He thought about how it would feel to straddle her chest and pump her cleavage to his heart’s content. However, he knew that was out of the question, he was supposed to be helping her learn about fellatio and only for the rest of the week... this was his stepdaughter after all, not his mistress. In fact, he was sorry he couldn’t take pride in the fact that this was his fur and blood that caused young males to drool with desire, her beauty that they fantasized about as they jacked off. Though, all things considered, Chip was grateful she wasn’t his biological daughter, he just couldn’t see himself doing these things with his own child. He also couldn’t imagine his own child fondling his balls as Raven was doing.

The young lass gave a soft moan as Chip continued to squeeze and fondle her breasts, hoping the sound of her own pleasure could help get him more into the mood. Raven wasn’t disappointed as she felt Chip’s cock slowly begin to emerge from it’s protective sheath. “There we go,” she playfully cooed as she knelt down.

Suddenly without anything to keep his paws busy, Chip took hold of the chair and shifted his hips forward. Leaning back, he let his arms fall to his sides as he watched Raven continue to play with his sex. She still had one paw massaging his testicles which got Chip to thinking that Dee didn’t seem to spend enough time down there, he made a mental note to request some more attention for his friends down below in the future.

Raven placed her eager lips around Chip’s slightly soft member. She gave a delighted hum as she felt it grow larger within the hot and moist confines of her mouth. Raven payed special attention to the head, giving it a lavish bath with her muscular tongue. She looked up, hoping to make eye contact.

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Chip was taken by surprise as Raven looked up at him, even more so that she didn’t shift her gaze back down. She definitely had her mother’s eyes he thought... dark, brown and alluring. He almost reflexively breathed ‘I love you’, but stopped himself as he remembered that this was his stepdaughter, not his wife. Though there was nothing wrong with saying that you love your stepdaughter, to say it in that way just didn’t seem appropriate. “You’re doing great,” Chip eventually did breathe to her. The smile she returned, as much as she could given her lips’ preoccupation, as she continued to look deep into his eyes made his heart melt and his cock grow ever harder.

Feeling Chip’s penis reach it’s full length and width, Raven brought her eyes back down. Definitely make eye contact, she noted to herself for future reference as she proceeded to bathe his full length in her saliva. As she worked her mouth further down Chip’s cock, Raven decided to see if she could take him as deep as she’d seen her mother do earlier. Moving her head down slowly, she felt his head penetrate deeper, closer to her throat. Raven was soon held back by her gag reflex, but that didn’t deter the girl for long. She saw her mother do it, so she was certain she could. Bit by bit Raven took her stepfather’s penis deeper, letting it rest in one spot while she concentrated before moving on. She found that the very concentration she used to help with her sorcery was now coming in handy for a different kind of magic. When she felt the Chip’s pubic fur begin to brush against her nose, she knew she was close. With a little more effort, Raven’s lips kissed the opening of his sheath, and she let go a contented moan.

Holy shit! Chip thought as he saw, and felt, Raven’s accomplishment, She did it!

Raven pulled her head back slowly being sure to coat Chip’s shaft with as much of her oral lubricant as possible. She let him slip from between her lips allowing globs of saliva to roll down his shaft before grabbing hold with her paw. Raven stroked his slippery and glistening tool, bringing her fingers up over his head and back down. “How am I doing?” She asked coyly looking up.

“You’re doing wonderfully!” Chip replied in a hoarse voice, “That feels great!” The delighted smile she returned stoked the fires of his desires. Chip genuinely envied the fact that Fangs would have such a treasure in his life. But he was also shocked to realize the kind of lust he was feeling for his stepdaughter and tried to push it from his mind. Chip gritted his teeth as he felt himself once more enveloped in her willing mouth.

Raven was again bathing her stepfather’s penis in as much spit as she could heap upon it. Pulling back, she straightened up and soon had it buried in her ample cleavage. Chip released an appreciative moan as Raven pumped his shaft with her breasts. She stopped briefly to dribble more warm saliva onto his hard sex before pumping faster. Raven remembered her mother’s warning that too much would cause him to shoot his load on her tits, and for a second considered letting him just to experience the sensation. But she had felt a little embarrassed by her amateurish reaction to Chip’s orgasm the previous night... This time she wasn’t going to jerk her head back, she was determined to swallow every drop.

Releasing Chip’s straining prick from the wonderful embrace of her bosom, she dove her head back down. She began trying different methods of oral stimulation... twisting, licking, flicking her tongue back and forth across the head, moaning and humming, anything she could think of. Chip moaned, gasped and groaned with each new experiment Raven carried out on his throbbing love muscle. He struggled to resist the urge to let go and empty his balls in her mouth, wanting to give her as much time to practice her technique as possible.

Chip’s fevered breathing began to give Raven the impression that he was desperate for relief, and the increasing weariness of her jaw muscles was distracting her from her own enjoyment of the experience. She figured it was time to bring things to a close. Taking his cock form her mouth with her paw, Raven began to give him long and quick strokes. She looked up at his face and was surprised by what almost appeared to be an expression of pain. “I’m gonna come,” Chip grunted. Feeling his member begin to shudder, along with the rest of his body, Raven quickly sucked his cock back into her mouth. The sudden feel of her hot tongue on his head sent him over the top. Grabbing hold of her head he thrust forward into her. Raven almost instinctively jerked her head back when she felt Chip’s cock unexpectedly drive further into her mouth. She resisted the urge and was even more determined to take his load. “OH, RAVEN! OOHHH!!” howled Chip as he pumped his hot seed deep into her mouth.

The young lady hungrily gulped down the flood of chipmunk sperm. Raven was slightly disappointed though, there wasn’t quite as much to swallow as she had expected. It finally occurred to her that it was to be expected considering how much he had shot all over her mother’s breasts. In fact, she felt a little cheated. No more demonstrations, Raven decided as she leisurely slurped on Chip’s spent cock, Tomorrow night I want his full load.

Dee, who was leaning against a table some distance behind Chip quietly pleasuring herself, stopped short of her second climax as she realized the action before her was coming to an end and the participants would likely start to look around. She walked up to the chair in which Chip was reclined. As her husband stared at the ceiling, gasping for air, Dee put her paws on his shoulders and looked down at him. “So, you think she’s improving?” she asked.

If he hadn’t been breathing so hard, Chip might have laughed, but he merely uttered a simple, “Uh-huh.”

As Raven stood she looked to her mother and noticed her broad, approving smile. Nearly blushing at the unspoken compliment, Raven turned and retrieved her clothes.

“I think we still have time for that movie,” Dee mentioned. The puzzled looks she got from the other two made it quite evident that the idea of seeing a movie had completely slipped their minds.

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Raven felt a little odd tagging along to the drive-in, but couldn’t think of anything else to be doing. While en route, she closed her eyes and began to fantasize about what she would be doing with Fangs in a few days’ time, working out in her mind how she would approach the situation. Her fantasy was put on hold only briefly as they arrived at the spot where they normally parked the Ranger Wing and waited for the movie to begin. But once things had gotten under way on the screen, she once more returned to her daydreaming.

The choice to see an action/adventure movie had been unanimous. As the movie continued, the on screen fight scenes began to have their usual effect on Dee. The thrill and rush of conflict always rose her spirits... one of the reasons she rarely ever turned down a fight. And that rush, if occurring in an otherwise tranquil setting such as a drive-in, had a tendency to turn her on. In fact, oft times a night of intimacy started with some good natured wrestling, usually instigated by Dee ambushing Chip as he would enter the room.

Raven, who had been reclining with eyes closed in the backseat enjoying her fantasy of being with Fangs, started to attention as her mother clambered over, practically into Chip’s lap, in the port side driver’s seat. Just as she was about to close her eyes and return to the imaginary embrace of her bloodsucking lover, she heard the distinctive sound of a zipper slowly unzipping. The only zipper Raven knew about in the vicinity was the one on her mother’s jumpsuit, and considering the hushed whispers being exchanged between the occupants of the front seat, she had a pretty good idea what was going on. The thought brought up the memory of Chip playing with her tits earlier, and she idly began to caress her right breast as she imagined he was doing to her mother at the moment.

The young lady’s fantasy began to shift slightly. Instead of the upcoming rendezvous in a few days Raven tried to imagine Fangs right there making out with her. But there was a slight problem... Fangs had rarely ever had need to use his wings for anything other than flying or embracing someone so he had yet to develop the kind of dexterity she desired at the moment, the same kind of gentle touch Chip had used. Soon, Raven’s fantasy was to be in the front seat with her stepfather, making out with him as her mother was doing. Part of her felt ashamed to be replacing Fangs in that way, but that voice of loyal protest was being shouted out by that of her mounting arousal.

Raven soon heard the faint sounds of deep kissing coming from up front. That was another pleasure she couldn’t experience with her love, the chances of suffering lacerations on her tongue from his teeth were too great to proceed that far. Raven imagined Chip’s tongue sliding into her mouth seeking out her own. As their tongues danced together his paws continued to stroke and caress her figure with practiced skill. Slowly sliding her free paw lower, Raven began to caress her burning sex through her jeans.

Dee, oblivious to the fire burning within her daughter, continued to enjoy the real caresses of the chipmunk they both desired. Chip dropped his paw from Dee’s chest and began to undo her belt. Once past the dark blue accessory he jerked the zipper the rest of the way down and dove his paw into her heated box. She had been stroking his cock for the past few minutes, it was only fair to reciprocate. “Damn, Chip, I need this so bad!” Dee whispered as his experienced fingers worked their magic between her thighs.

As Raven continued to pleasure herself, she indulged further in the forbidden fantasy of being with Chip for more than instruction. In her mind’s eye they proceeded past simple heavy petting. Chip had lifted her shirt and bra up to have full access to her bountiful mammaries which he hungrily sucked and nibbled upon. Chip, Raven moaned in her fantasy, I need you, I want you to be my first! With that bit of encouragement, he hurriedly undid her jeans and they both tugged them and her panties to her ankles. Lifting one leg free, Raven made room for Chip to position himself in front. She propped her feet on the dashboard in anticipation of being mounted. Please, Chip, Raven moaned, make me a woman! Chip lustfully obliged and thrust into his stepdaughter’s virgin sex.

In the real world, Chip pushed his paw further into the cramped accommodations below until he was able to insert his middle finger into Dee’s hot and wet tunnel. With his middle finger searching out that special point in her mouse hole his thumb massaged her sensitive clitoris. Knowing the amount of pleasure he was bringing her was enough to compensate for the pain of the muscles in his paw starting to cramp up. The punishment the unusual position and exertion dolled out to Chip’s paw wasn’t in vain as Dee neared her climax. And the closer she got, the more furiously she pumped his rigid munkhood.

Raven imagined Chip pumping into her with powerful and majestic thrusts. As his pace increased, they kissed passionately. Soon Chip was pounding away inside her, completely overwhelmed by his lust for his stepdaughter. Chip! Oh, Chip, Raven called out as he vigorously mated with her, I love you! Her own declaration of love was soon followed by Chip’s as he grunted out, Raven, baby, I love you too! After a few more passionate thrusts, he stiffened as he shot his baby making seed into her.

As she continued to passionately french her lover, Dee finally felt herself go over the top. Trying to avoid making a scene in front of her daughter, she held in her ecstatic moans. It wasn’t completely successful and the strained squeaking that got out was muffled in Chip’s own mouth. Feeling Dee’s failed attempts to hide her orgasm was enough to subsequently send Chip over the edge and what spunk he had left was soon coating Dee’s fingers as she continued to stroke his shaft. Despite the best efforts of both the elder occupants of the Ranger Wing to hide their climax from Raven, the sound of her mother’s muffled squeaks soon had her following in their lead as she came in the backseat. Clenching her teeth, Raven succeeded at squelching any sound her climax might have produced.

Both Chip and Dee proceeded to surreptitiously clean each others juices from their fingers, hoping they wouldn’t let on to the youth behind them the creamy conclusion of their canoodling. All three finished watching the movie, and understanding what little of it they could considering they had missed almost all of the establishing scenes early on. And, as the credits rolled, they winged their way back to Rescue Ranger Headquarters. The entire return trip Raven was bombarded by feelings of guilt. The thought of cheating on Fangs, even if it was only in her mind, offering her virtue to anyone other than her winged beau, weighed heavily on her heart.

“You go on ahead,” Chip mentioned to his wife as they disembarked in the hanger, “I want to give a few pointers to Raven before tomorrow night.” As Dee went on inside, he turned to his stepdaughter. “Actually, I just wanted to apologize,” Chip began quietly, “for grabbing your head and pushing in you before I... y’know...”

“That’s ok,” Raven dismissed with a bright smile, “I’m supposed to be getting used to how a guy behaves when that happens... I mean, if Fangs grabbed my head like that it would kind of kill the mood if I panicked or something.” Chip acquiesced with a smile and nod. Raven knew Fangs couldn’t ‘grab’ her head like that, but she didn’t want to point that out. There was an awkward silence as they momentarily, and unintentionally, got lost in each other’s eyes. “I... have to get going,” Raven finally broke as she pulled her cloak from the backseat of the Ranger Wing.

“Well, do you need a ride?” Chip asked politely.

“Nah, that’s alright,” Raven replied, donning her cloak. “I can take care of myself,” she finished confidently as she pulled up the hood. Completely concealed in it’s almost surreal blackness, the young sorceress walked from the hanger, vanishing into the mists as she did so.

-to be continued...