By 11 PM, Harry had given up on seeing more trick-or-treaters. It was just as well since he was almost out of candy. The pair of big bags of Fun Size candy bars and Dum Dum suckers had served him well and he was looking forward to munching the rest for himself.

The quiet mountain lion was just thinking what a shame it was that he had not seen the little bear girl he'd once babysat when he heard a knock at his door. The knock was followed by "Trick or trea-a-at!"

His porch light was off, the universal signal that candy was not being handed out, but Harry couldn't say no. He grabbed the bowl from the coffee table and hugged it to his chest. With a smile he opened the door and expected to see some little ghoul or ghost or vampire. Instead he saw a very familiar backside, fluffy little tail above it, sweat glistening in the fur.

"Oh-! Shit!" Harry gasped. He dropped the candy and muttered, "Oh, dammit." Quickly then, he glanced down the street both ways. He hissed, "Penny, someone's gonna see you!"

"Then you better hurry up," the little bear giggled. She was bent over, round and taut bottom swaying softly from side to side. Harry could smell the odorous musk rising off of her; she had undoubtedly had a long night of trick-or-treating. She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing to him the familiar pink bud of her anus. "Ooh, I'm so-o-o sweaty, Harry," she mewled. "Don't you want to lick me clea-a-an...?"

The mountain lion grit his teeth. He was starting to get hard despite his dislike of the cold. After another quick look both ways, like he meant to cross the street, he knelt and he grabbed the round, brown cheeks of her ass. "I really shouldn't be doing this," he breathed just before he packed his short snout between her ass cheeks.

Harry's nose bumped her tight pink anus. The musk it exuded was rich and earthy; he shuddered, precum leaking into his briefs and shorts. "Oh, god, that smell is just-," he snorted, snuffled her, and his words were left orphaned. He didn't care that his front door was open, pouring warm air out into the night. He didn't even care that the light of his living room framed him and the child against the darkness. He stroked over her sinewy legs, sniffed her anus indulgently, and panted against the wet lips of her pussy.

"You sure love my smelly butt, mister," Penny snickered. She slipped her foot out of her sneaker and, with the balance that came from being an athletic child and a dancer besides, began rubbing her sole and toes into the pulsing bulge in Harry's pants. "Gosh, so hard," she cooed. "I bet you'd cum if I let you sniff my butthole enough."

"Mm-, maybe," Harry murmured. His body was shivering but his snout was hot. He lapped across her snug anus, rough feline tongue tugging the rim and pulling it open.

The small bear pleasurably mewled. She pushed her bottom against Harry's snout, reached back, and rubbed all over his head. She lingered on his ears, kneading them softly; the mountain lion melted both into her touch and against her musky behind. He lolled his tongue against the split of her pussylips and ground his nose into her anus. As he snuffled her deep and hard, he said in a lame voice, "I can't resist your scent."

"So don't, dork," Penny giggled. She pushed her foot against his cock; Harry groaned into her ass. "Fuck, you're [i]hard,[/i] dude..."

"Because of your musk," Harry whined. He slid his paws up her thighs. They were so taut and warm, dewy with sweat. He touched her pussy, fingertips and claws teasing the labia, but it was her anus he luxuriated on. He snuffled like he had a runny nose, devouring the child's anal scent. He murmured, "God, Penny, you're so-"

"There's a car coming," the girl said.

Harry froze. "Oh, shit."

Penny pulled away from him and tugged up her pants. They were just pajama bottoms, he realized. "Come on, get inside," she urged, pulling him up by the collar of his shirt. She nudged the musk-drunk mountain lion inside and shut the door. Only then did she start to actually shiver. She laughed, "Jeez, it's colder out there than I thought."

The mountain lion smiled. "Uh, yeah, I guess it is... your nipples are poking through your shirt."

She grinned. "Oh, yeah, they are. Guess I don't need this anyway." She peeled up her t-shirt, which was plain and yellow except for a few silvery butterflies which seemed to fly across the breast. Standing topless, small pink nipples stiff, Penny asked, "Better?"

Harry blushed. He could still smell her ass; the scent was thick on his snout. Her sweat gleamed on his short muzzle. "Much. But you'd look even better without the pajama bottoms."

"And you'd look better without-, well, all that," Penny snickered, gesturing at his outfit.

Both the mountain lion and bear shed their clothes. Harry took the time to fastidiously place his on the arm of his sofa but Penny left hers where they fell. He knelt down and the child pressed close to him. They shared warmth, grinding plush fur, pecking kisses on one another. His penis, stiff and covered with tiny barbs, throbbed against her leg. He shuddered, "God, I'm glad you showed up. Ever since I babysat you, no other musk has been able to compare."

Penny snickered but blushed. She licked Harry's musky lips and nose. "Yeah, well, I'm pretty amazing, you know..." There was a pause as they cuddled and nuzzled, and while Harry rubbed his cock on her leg like a dog. Then the bear said slyly, "Hey, know what? Coming in from the cold like that, it makes me [i]really[/i] need to pee."

Harry started to grin. "Oh, yeah? Well, bathroom's that way."

The bear nibbled his chin. "Yeah? You sure the toilet isn't right here?"

The mountain lion was too horny to care about the carpet; it was due for a deep cleaning anyway. He sat back and he pulled her closer. Kissed her belly, her navel, licked gingerly across her young loins. His cock harshly throbbed and spat fat globs of precum which drooled down its underside. "Do it, Penny, I need it," the feline whined.

She grinned down at him, rubbed his head, and spread the lips of her pussy. She touched the humid pink of it to his nose; he snuffled her and shuddered. "I [i]prefer[/i] guys who get all freaked-out when a little kid tries to suck them off. I put up with you since nobody else wants to drink my pee."

"Bunch of losers, then," Harry huffed. He mouthed her sex, loped his tongue into the channel of her vagina and teased it inside. At the same time he squeezed his cock, started to slowly stroke it. He shuddered, already terribly close from the scent of her ass.

The bear uttered a soft laugh. "Quit licking. You're making it hard to pee, jerk."

Harry kissed the pink of her pussy. "Sorry. Really sorry. You're just so hard to resist, Penny." He mouthed her sex again, and he waited for the liquid gold.

"I know I am," she growled. Her eyes closed. After a moment she started to piss. It began with a trickle. Harry groaned as the fluid spread across his tongue. It was incredibly hot and bitter, foul-smelling but in a way he loved. She hadn't done a very good job of keeping hydrated while she was out trick-or-treating, it seemed.

The girl sighed as relief came over her. The trickle thickened to a stream. It poured into Harry's maw, and as much made it into the mountain lion's throat as it did down his chin and chest. It darkened his fur and moistened his groin; he smeared her dribbling piss all over his cock as he tugged it. The cloying warmth of her piss had his toes curling. He mewled against her pussy and gulped at the stream. His free paw held her bottom, that fine round ass he loved to sniff so much.

"Mm, fuck, that feels good," Penny huffed. Still she was pissing on Harry. It filled his maw, burned his sinuses with its pungency. It was making a mess of the carpet now but the feline didn't care. He let it gush over his tongue, and he swallowed when he felt like it, but he was just as happy to be rinsed by the child.

With a shudder and a groan, Harry came. He cringed against her sex. Her piss washed over his teeth, pooled in the subtle channels of his lower jowls. He shot his cum into the carpet, into his fingers, onto her long, sinewy legs. He burbled against her pussy, "Oh, fuck, Penny..."

The girl laughed, and the sound was sweet and harmonious. It made Harry's heart melt. He felt a pang of love for the little girl, but he felt lust even more strongly. He nuzzled her pussy as the stream tapered to a dribble, just as it had begun. He and the room smelled of urine.

She cooed, "You came from that, that's so grody."

"Your piss is so good," Harry said indulgently, without shame. He nosed around her sex, but the child turned and pushed her rump against his wet snout. Without hesitation he pushed his nose into the crack and smelled her pink, taut anus. He loosed a lusty, mrowling sound and nuzzled against an ass cheek. "Fuck, Penny. You're perfect."

For a moment Harry nuzzled her bottom and she leaned against him. There was only the thrum of the furnace in the house and their quiet breathing. After a few moments, the bear cooed, "Come on, Harry, let's go shower up."

After he stood up, the mountain lion asked slyly, "I never did do anything for you, did I?"

Penny grinned at him. "That's why we're gonna go get in the shower. You can finish me. And," she pressed against his piss-soaked body and nuzzled his chest, "I want to watch you pee."

The mountain lion blushed and held her close. "You do?"

"Mhm." She looked up at him and smiled sweetly. "You mind that?"

He blushed and chuckled. He was stiffening again. The barbed, modest shape of his cock rubbed against her young body. "No... no, I don't think I mind at all."