“Fuck it’s hot.” 
Mora panted, her broad bovine body practically melting into the bench out on the front porch of the Las Lindas farmhouse. One of the straps to her white tanktop had flopped down from her shoulder, almost letting one of her massive breasts spill out; such an accident was only thwarted by her bust’s own size keeping the sweat-stuck fabric to her thinly furred skin. Her tiny denim hotpants were snugly clinging above her thighs, unbuttoned at the top and in so doing allowing a small slither of the tuftier fur north of her groin to show in the bright midday light. 
The bovine sat with her arms splayed and legs apart, making it clear that even her powerful body, honed and toned by years of farm life, had been defeated by the crushing heatwave beating down on the house and the fields stretching off in almost all directions. Such heat was good for their crops, but dangerous for the farm’s residents. 
Somewhere in the house behind her, Mora could hear her good friend and live-in maid Taffy pouring a pitcher of something cold and refreshing, judging by the accompanying tinkle of ice cubes on glass. Mora sighed and smacked her lips, but made no effort to rise from her seat. Taffy would probably bring the drink out to her, and besides, in heat like this no mere beverage was enough to cool her completely for any long period. 
“Howdy, boss!” Came a sudden, bouncy voice from Mora’s left that almost startled her, were it not for how the heat had sapped away even the emotion of surprise. 
“Oh geez, it’s just you Sarah.” Mora shut her eyes while loosely and lazily wafting her hand about in a fanning motion in an attempt to summon a light breeze across her cheek. Her effort proved more or less fruitless, though it wasn’t helped by the fact that she only tried for a few meagre moments.
“I’m all done with the apple trees.” The young feline said, leaning forwards over the banister towards her employer-come-landlady-come-friend. “Need anything else done?” 
“Seriously?” Mora asked, with a shocked and almost disgusted tone as she glanced Sarah’s way. “Well, thanks, but you know you really didn’t NEED to. We’re ahead on harvesting, and it’s too hot to spend hours in the field anyway.” She said, fighting back the stinging jealousy she felt against Sarah’s ability to remain energetic and perky under the assault of the summer sun. 
Even if she was well dressed for the heat in her red checkered and short sleeved shirt tied around her bust in a tight, tidy knot, and a pair of snugly cut denim jeanshorts, Sarah was bafflingly chipper for a girl with a brushy tail as wide as a young pine tree and thick cloudy white fur from head to toe. 
“But don’t you find it boring, just laying about in the shade?” Sarah replied while hoisting her upper body and hooking a leg over the banister so she could clamber onto and sit on it, leaning her back against one of the wooden corner support beams of the farmhouse while raising her arms in a hearty stretch. “You stay out here too long and you’ll cook up like a well done steak!” 
“That supposed to be funny?” Mora groaned in a way she meant to be disciplinary, but in practice only came out slurred and perturbed. Her stare clung to Sarah as she observed how poised and comfy she looked, sitting with only her petite rear and one foot keeping her upright on the banister. 
Energy *and* balance in spades. Accursed cats.
“It wasn’t supposed to be funny!” Sarah said, with a sudden chuckle. “But it kinda was, huh? Geddit? Steak? Beef steak? You know, cause you’re a cow a-” 
“I get it!” Mora half groaned and half shouted, one sweat drenched hand raking through her hair then flopping to her chest so she could waft her top about enough to gleam even slight cooler air streams inside her clothing. “Dammit, sorry. Just, fuck this heat, y’know?” 
Sarah just giggled. 
“S’cool. But if you’re that hot, how about a dip?” 
“Hon, I am not driving into town just to use a swimming pool.” Mora sighed, eyes shutting and head craning back as though readying herself for a nap. 
“No, silly.” Sarah gestured off down one of the thin dirt trails leading into lush woodland not far away from the farmhouse. “I mean we could go for a swim down by the lake!” 
“What, and let that scaly friend o’yours molest me again? No thanks.” 
“You mean Geecku? She’s been gone for like three days. Just said she was going hunting or something. Couldn’t find her if I tried, and I bet she’s probably found an even better swimming hole by now anyway.” 
Mora opened her left eye and looked back at Sarah, in as minimal of a motion that indicated her piqued interest as she could be bothered to muster. 
“I dunno, Taffy’s probably making lemonade right now...”
“Awww c’mon Mora! You and I never get a chance to hang out these days, just us two!” Sarah pleaded, in a tone Mora previously thought was reserved purely for playing the ‘cute little sister’ card on Rachael. But that girl had a soft heart despite her tough hide, and Mora hadn’t become the strong, successful boss she was by yielding to pressure. 
“Pleeeeease?” 
Granted, that pressure had never before came in such a beady eyed, adorable package.
Mora grunted and shuffled in her seat, and rolled her eyes.
“Alright. But only if you help peel me outta this seat. My back’s feels like its’ fucking glued down with sweat.” 
“Gross! But deal!” 

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However gross Mora felt before, it was nothing in comparison to how she felt after trudging behind Sarah’s bouncy steps through field and woodland for a good ten minutes. Normally a short walk was nothing for a fit farmer like her, but the heat made every step heavy, not to mention she was more aware than usual of the weight of her own bust as it gathered sweat, jiggled minutely atop her torso and clung to her shirt. 
“Are we there yet?!” Mora whined. 
Sarah chortled with astonishing positivity. 
“Buck up slowpoke, not far now!” 
The feline walked at a slow but poised pace, arms swinging and voice humming some idle tuneless tune. Mora could tell the heat was starting to get to Sarah as well, judging by how she’d begun breathing deeper and moving slower. But still she showed such commendable energy in the face of discomfort, making the older bovine feel older still. 
Rather than moan and complain though, Mora tried her best to keep her posture straight and distract herself by admiring the look of the woods on either side of the thin dirt track that she walked down with Sarah. Trees filled the landscape in all directions, with thick undergrowth, bushes and naturally formed small bunches of wild flowers adding vibrant colours to the view. Sunlight peppered through the canopy of widely splaying branches and leaves, making it easy for them to trace the path even though various weeds were beginning to encroach upon it. While carefully watching her step so as not to catch her ankle on stinging nettles or something, Mora breathed the fresh air deeply. There was, she had to admit, something already quite refreshing about being surrounded by such abundant nature. 
How that crazy bitch Geecku lived out here 24/7 though, Mora had no idea. 
“Woohoo!” Sarah practically screeched. Mora almost stumbled backwards into a thorny bush from the shock of the sound. Before she could ‘gently’ ask Sarah not to be so fucking loud, the youthful girl had broken into a sprint, undone the knot in her top and slid it down her shoulders, soon simply clutching it in one hand and letting it fly in the breeze like a banner, leaving Mora in the dust to watch her running topless towards a vague glistening blue pool in the near distance, just beyond the edge. Seems they’d finally made it to the lake, and Sarah was wasting no time in stripping down to immerse herself in the water completely. 
Mora stood in place, a little stunned. As relieved as she was to have finally gotten there, the prevailing emotion in her mind at that moment wasn’t anticipation, but surprise. 
Sarah was actually really cute. Seeing the girl enthusiastically bounding off topless like that, not to mention peeling her jeanshorts down past her creamy thighs with just as much impatient haste, was actually quite the turn-on. 
“Hey, when in Rome.” Mora muttered to herself, now somewhat more comfortable under the summer sun as she too shed her clothes and walked to the water’s edge, a newly gained glisten in her eye as she watched Sarah diving in to the crystal clear lake. 

“Waaaah!” Sarah gasped, after cresting up out of the water’s surface, her fur matted down all over, cropped blonde locks flopping around her head. “That’s... c-cold!” She chuckled and shivered, nonetheless immensely relieved to have finally taken a well needed dip. 
“C’mon, Mora!” She said, pivoting around to her boss. 
“Alright, alright!” Mora replied, once she’d finally slithered her top off of her arms and tossed it to the lakeside. Her breasts shook lightly into place once freed, her tail whipping about a tad behind her from the lightly exciting feeling of stripping down completely. Even if she was just with Sarah, there was still a gentle thrill to be taken from being in her birthday suit out in the open. She took her first tentative tiptoes into the lake from the mossy, slightly mudded edge, knowing any muck would soon be washed away. 
“Shit...” She cursed under her breath, biting her lip and feeling a full body shiver quake across her every nerve resulting from the shock of such a sharp cold surrounding her toes and soles. After steeling herself for a moment, she stepped further in, immersing her feet and ankles completely. Still a breath-stealing kind of cold, but given the oppressive heat still thick in the air, Mora felt happy to trade one kind of discomfort for another. So she tentatively walked forwards while looking over at Sarah, who by now was quite happily swimming back-stroke aimlessly through the lake. The girl’s breasts practically floated atop the water’s surface like a pair of tempting handful-sized pillows. Mora felt her heartbeat quicken, and wondered if Sarah had any idea how innocently sexy she was being. With that ‘inspiring’ view attracting her, Mora found it easier and easier to let her body sink deeper into the water as she went along. Once she’d gotten waist deep into it, she fell forwards to take the plunge proper.
“Aaaaahh!” 
If Mora hadn’t known any better, she’d have almost believed there was magic in the water, so refreshing was the feeling of the cool translucent liquid soaking into her fur and flesh, keeping even her buxom body aloft while she began to slowly swim through it. 
Mora breathed deeply as she swam breast-stroke nearer to Sarah. 
“S’good, right?” The girl said, grinning while lying out with arms and legs splayed, like a starfish. 
“Yeah...” Mora aptly replied. Credit where it was due, she thought, Sarah definitely had had the right idea on this occasion. Sometimes her naive, childish or even irresponsible impulses had led to some annoying or even dangerous situations. Mora tried not to let the memory of that incident with Digit creep back into her mind too strongly, lest it jeopardise what was, for the time being, quite a pleasant little trip with her young friend. 
But regardless, Sarah’s almost limitless enthusiasm and curiosity had become a welcome and enjoyable part of life on the farm, and Mora felt as grateful for her presence as she was for all the others. Even Rachael, not that she’d have ever said it to that confrontational kitten. 
“Good call, hon.” She simply sighed, before rolling onto her back (an act made considerably harder for her in comparison to Sarah, considering what a heartier ‘weight’ she had to drag over with her) and floating to Sarah’s side. At first she’d let her eyes gently shut, to bask in the feeling of the water cooling her sweaty skin and spreading her long, wavy chestnut locks of hair wide in the wake of her lethargic movements. Then after about half a minute of that, while barely hearing Sarah sloshing about nearby, Mora weakly opened her eyelids and saw the sapphire sky clear as could be high above the lake while she rested on the surface. 
All of a sudden, her view was instead completely occupied by a beady-eyed, naked feline. 
“Hellooo~!” Sarah teased. The next thing Mora knew, a great splashing wave had crashed over her, forcing her to fumble about in helpless surprise until she was upright again. 
“The... fuck?!” She protested, before scraping her hair out of her own eyes and looking over to Sarah, who was suddenly grinning like an idiot, arms clasped behind her back while she pivoted in place, sucking on her own lips with a sly smile as if she’d done nothing at all, her water-beaded furry breasts towards pushed out in so doing.
“Oh hell no. It is ON now!” Mora announced with a devilish grin, while cupping her hands beneath the surface. All at once, she pushed a great wave right back at Sarah, the force of which almost sent Sarah tumbling under too as it trickled and soaked through her fur right to the skin. 
“Ahh! Noooo!” Sarah ‘complained’, before giggling madly and readying another double-palmful of water to crash against her boss’ busty body. “Take that!” 
Mora ‘blocked’ the attack with a toothy grin plastered cheek to cheek, and stepped back in an attempt to protect herself from any more point blank splashes, while using her spare hand to splash Sarah right back. But before she could stop herself, she stumbled over a rock of some sort on the lakebed and fell backwards, crashing back down onto her back on the water with an unintended backside-body-slam. She lay there, remarkably still, her body splayed out just as Sarah’s was just a minute before, except with her own breasts floating far more prominently atop the water, beads gathered on strands of fur and her own prominent nipples.
“Woah, crap!” Sarah gasped, waddling closer hurriedly. “Y-You okay?! Sorry, I’m so sorry!” Sarah apologised, one hand raised to her chest in concern as she grabbed Mora’s forearm with the other, to help pull her up. 
Instead, Sarah was pulled down. 
“Wah!” was all the blonde could squeak out before Mora’d gotten her own back, pulling Sarah into the drink with a bubbling, crashing impact that sent ripples out halfway to the edges of the modestly sized lake. 
“How’dya like that?!” Mora remarked, then let out a hearty, bellowing chuckle while still clutching Sarah powerfully in a half-hug, while they both feebly tried to right themselves, wet bodies smeared together closely enough that even the usually energetic kitten seemed a little flushed.
“Alright, alright!” Sarah conceded, once she’d caught her breath and managed to stand up where they’d ended up in the dead centre of the lake, the deepest part. Even when she stretched her arms up to the heavens, and craned and shook her head to dispel some excess moisture, Sarah was immersed past her navel. “You win, ya big jerk!” 
Mora just chuckled, then patted the smaller girl down her arm lightly. She turned a little in place, gathering a handful of water not to splash her companion with, but to let trickle slowly down her arm. She and Sarah slowly waded out of the deepest core of the lake, to where they could both stand up comfortably, submerged no deeper than their thighs.
“So, uh...” Mora sighed, glancing listlessly at the reflective water surface. “I’m not, like... too harsh on you and Rach, am I?” 
For a second, nothing was heard from Sarah’s direction but silence, but to Mora, every fragment of a second of it was agonising.
“Whaaaaaat?” Sarah finally chirped up, in what seemed as much like a genuine call for clarification as it seemed a jovial throwaway comment. Mora wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that. 
“Look.” She settled on. “I’m the boss, y’know? Sometimes I have to make hard decisions. And c’mon, that sis of yours isn’t the easiest to get along with.” She took a deep breath, then peeled a sopping bang of chestnut hair away from her field of vision. “But, I really want do want us all to get along. And I gotta admit it, if you two weren’t here...” 
For the first time in... Mora herself didn’t even know how long... She stammered. 
“If you two weren’t here, that’d suck.” 
Silence again. This time, unbroken by Sarah. 
“So, if I’m ever kinda mean to you, or her, then I’m sorry, alright? But it’s only for the good of all of us.” She raised her voice by an octave, as though protesting against some situation that hadn’t yet occurred. “I’m just trying to do the best with what I’ve gotten stuck with, here.” 
“Hey, hey.” 
Mora felt Sarah’s arms around her waist before she heard the girl’s words. 
“I think you’re really cool.” 
It was a good thing Sarah was standing behind her. Mora felt like she’d have died if Sarah had saw how quickly that comment had made her blush. That, and the feeling of the pretty young thing’s breasts squishing into her back. 
“But c’mon. I’m a grown up too, y’know?” Sarah chuckled, loosening her embrace around Mora’s curvy, tanned waistline gently. “It can’t be easy, doing everything you do, right? But don’t worry, m’kay? Rach and I like it here! I mean, she’s not about to say that, but she does, I can tell!” 
Sarah finally slipped away, but still clasped Mora’s hand lightly. Mora didn’t grip back, but she did turn to face the girl. 
With the bright midday sun beaming its scorching hot rays above, her creamy body still stark naked barely two feet away, and Sarah’s eyes seeming bigger and brighter than ever, Mora was shocked at just how attractive the young feline looked in that moment. 
“Just relax!” She comforted her boss. 
Mora just smiled and nodded, sincerely but slowly.
“Mmm. Thanks.” A mumbled statement at best, but a heartfelt one. “Anyway...” Mora said, while beginning to saunter around Sarah, now somewhat desperate to change the conversation.
“You ever thought about dating?” 
“Woah!” Sarah remarked, clearly shocked. “Where’d that come from?” She still wore a smile on her face, albeit a more uneasy one. 
“Hey, you wanted to hang out, right? C’mon, spill it, you had your eyes on anyone?” Mora continued, one hand on her hip as she combed the other through her hair, now heavily draped down her body with how waterlogged it’d become. 
Sarah shrugged, sheepishly glanced aside, and sunk down until she was able to slowly swim through the somewhat shallow water again. 
“I dunno...” It was her turn to be caught off guard, it seemed. “Don’t really... think about that stuff, y’know?” 
“What, Rachael never teach you about the birds n’ the bees?” 
“Well yeah! I mean, no, but... C’mon!” Sarah huffed and struggled through her words, her situation made no better by the way Mora had begun to lightly giggle as she walked near the kitten’s side. “You know what I mean! I know about like, sex and junk but...” She paused again, the last few words after ‘sex’ practically a hurried slur. “...That whole business seems so messy, y’know? I mean yeah, might be nice to have dinner or somethin’ with a nice guy sometime, but it’s never just that, is it?” 
“You know,” Mora interjected suddenly, while curiously tickling a couple of fingers through Sarah’s bushy tail. “that you don’t have to date guys, right?”
Sarah’s swimming pace slowed to a crawl. 
“I know!” She retorted, louder than someone probably would if they’d actually given same sex relationships much honest consideration. Sarah curled herself up within the water, glancing away from Mora for no real reason – certainly not because the thought of dating a woman was making her cheeks glow like a Christmas ornament. Nope.  
“B-But like...” Sarah stammered, then exhaled in exasperation. “It can’t be that different. And besides, Rach sure wouldn’t like me hanging out with someone I just met more than I see her.” She had almost submerged herself enough to make her words bubble over the lake’s surface. “Guess I just don’t really see why it’s worth it.” 
“Oh trust me...” Mora purred. Within a couple of seconds, Sarah had been hoisted out of the water by Mora’s strong hands hooked under her armpits, easily bringing the light, lithe kitten to her feet. Droplets cascaded like heavy rain from strands of fur along her arms and slithered through her skin beneath her coat. “It’s worth it hon, don’t you worry about that. Look.” Mora announced once Sarah was standing on her own, steady but a little dumbfounded by how quickly she’d been righted. “Men can be dicks. Won’t deny that. And from what I’ve seen, women ain’t much better. But look at Taff and Rannie! They make each other happy, and they ain’t even made whoopee yet. Unless somehow Taffy’s like the quietest lay ever, but I’m sure that ‘Rannie’ could get some noise out of that shy bun.” 
“Your point?” Sarah queried, the usually perky feline suddenly rather cynical, now that she’d been dragged, literally and figuratively, out of her element. 
Mora turned back to her, chest pushed out a little with renewed confidence. “My point is, a relationship is whatever you want it to be. If you wanna start dating, then just go for it on whatever terms you’re comfy with. It won’t just start out smooth, and you might have to trudge through some awkward first dates, but eventually you’ll meet someone that sees you eye to eye, and makes all the effort worthwhile.” She grinned wider. “I know I did!” 
“What, ‘cuz he helps you make earthquakes through the whole freakin’ house every night?” Sarah countered. 
“And what’s wrong with that, young lady?” Mora growled playfully, thin tail whipping to and fro behind as she wrapped an arm around Sarah’s shoulder. “Someday you’ll be able to get nice and loud with a great guy, or even a cute girl of your own, and trust me; you won’t hear me complaining when you do!” She ruffled a hand through her cute head of sunny locks. “Just remember, I’ve got your back too, alright?” 
“Gah, alright, alright!” Sarah grumbled, albeit with enough of a chuckle that if she sought to signal any annoyance to Mora, it would come across as nothing more than a passing jab. “But seriously, it’s not like I’d...” 
Sarah’s words stumbled and flopped into silence. 
“It’s not like I’d, heh, really know what to do anyway.” Sarah turned in place with her back to Mora, smiling a most uncomfortable smile. 
Mora stood and thought for a moment as she looked down her young friend’s smooth back. She considered saying something, but on an impulse, she let her body break the ice instead.
Mora’s hands pressed into, and snaked around, Sarah’s waist from behind. But she didn’t stop there. Her palms smoothed their way up to Sarah’s chest, pressing either side of her well sized breasts. She pushed them together by the ridge running between her thumbs and index fingers, in a slow and confident kneading motion. 
“M-Mora...?” Sarah chirped. She didn’t quite fight the feeling of her boss’ hands mashing her breasts together and giving them an expert impromptu massage, but she did shiver in place, arms raised and hands awkwardly open as if she were unsure just how to react, and unsure if she wanted... whatever this was, to stop. 
“Shhhhh.” Mora simply replied. “Relax, sweetie.” As her hands moved, Mora leaned closer, until her own pillowy and heavy chest was nuzzling the backside of Sarah’s shoulders. Her eyes narrowed and her voice took on a huskier tone. “Everyone has to start somewhere. But I’d be happy to teach you a few things. You’re a real cute girl, Sarah. You just gotta learn how to put what you’ve got, to good use.” 
“Uhh, you sure...?” Sarah muttered, bashfully glancing over her shoulder at Mora. “Dunno if Rach, or um, Minos would like that...” The look that her boss returned made her feel a bit more shy about raising any concerns. She’d never quite seen such a fiery stare in a woman’s eyes. But it wasn’t forceful, just... confident. 
And her hands did feel really good around her breasts. 
“Relax.” Just that single word, when whispered into Sarah’s perky ears combined with a flick of her thumb over one of the kitty’s nipples, sent a strange but not unpleasant tingle down her spine. “Neither of them are gonna know. And it wouldn’t matter if they did, anyway. Consider this just a lesson...” Mora was practically leaning on Sarah now, and her arms were slithering up and down her waistline. “...And a ‘thank you’ for putting this fun li’l trip together.” 
“Hhhh...” Sarah breathed. She felt funny... but good. 
“Yeah...” Mora sighed. She felt a whole different kind of good. And powerful. She was finally back in her element, and planned to put every ounce of her expertise to good use. Lucky Sarah. 
“What...” Sarah mumbled, having only just begun to consciously push her body back into Mora in kind. “What am I... supposed to... do?” She cutely asked. She’d only now begun clasping Mora’s arms, with a tentative, feathery touch of uncertainty. 
“Nothing you don’t want to.” Mora reassured her. “Trust me...” She cooed, lips puckered near Sarah’s left ear, flopped down at the side of her head with the rest of her golden locks. She moved her right arm up to reach across the whole of the kitten’s bust, groping and supporting her all at once. Just as well, with how she’d started to lean forwards and down, as if attempting to send Sarah tumbling into the drink around their shins. But Mora held her firmly, even as her fingers pressed and kneaded into her soft, water-drenched left breast, and her other hand slithered between her captive friend’s cloud white thighs. 
“Ahhn!” Sarah squeaked when Mora’s fingers first grazed across her mound. Her eyes widened and body went rigid, seizing and bucking forwards abruptly. Were it not Mora’s strength, she might’ve actually collapsed into the water at that very moment. But then she mellowed and melted, palms smearing and nails scraping along Mora’s arms. She was well and truly relying on Mora to keep her upright now, under the assault of such sharp, hot waves of sensation washing through her body from her pussy and depriving her of all but short, desperate little breaths. 
“M-Mora... That’s... Oh god...” She panted, holding on for dear life. Her eyes were hazy and half-lidded as though on the brink of sleep, but her body and the way it moved and grinded against Mora’s thick, talented fingers proved she was wide awake, and very much alive. 
“Hmmm? Whassa matter, kitty?” Mora teased. Clearly she was revelling in having regained control. “You like that?” She giggled, running the very tip of her tongue in circles around Sarah’s neck as she slithered three fingers expertly around Sarah’s entrance, her middle finger just gently starting to slip inside. 
“Nnnhh! M-Meanie...” Sarah moaned in vague protest, though she still craned her head skyward to silently coax Mora on. 
Mora happily obliged, progressing to giving a light licking nibble into what she knew to be a hotspot of sensitive skin just under Sarah’s jawline. She could barely see Sarah through the mesh of drenched wavy chestnut bangs lopping over her field of vision, but she didn’t need to. The sweet, subtle but gathering scent of Sarah’s pheromones, the feel of her soft, nubile body in her embrace and the enchanting, erotic sounds of her cries, excited and needy yet possessed of the hesitancy and surprise of an adorably inexperienced partner; it painted a more vivid and erotic picture than sight alone could. Mora felt her own arousal trickling down her inner thighs, and wondered if Sarah could feel her hardened nipples rubbing into her back. Though even if not, the building force and haste with which she rubbed her fingers against and within Sarah’s own sensitive pink folds told a clear enough story of how keen she was to have her way with her cute little loyal employee. 
“Could... Could you...” Sarah breathed amongst her quivering gasps and understated whimpers. She’d opened her eyes a little more, turned her head and cast it up so that she could look right at Mora’s face, though when she looked so closely at her boss’ blushing freckled skin and those wide, proud green eyes, she found it hard to keep up eye contact. She’d never really seen her in this light before. She thought for a moment that if Minos saw her like this all the time, no wonder they got so naughty so often. “Could we, um...” She continued, her nervous gaze drifting to Mora’s lips more than anywhere else. 
“You wanna kiss?” Mora asked suddenly. Perhaps because she’d thought it was what Sarah was trying to suggest, or perhaps because Mora felt brave enough in her own intimate fascination with Sarah to ask outright. 
Regardless of her reasoning, Sarah took only a moment of wide eyed, heart pounding surprise before she proved her desire to do the same by pivoting to face Mora dead on, grasping the cow’s cheeks and mashing their lips together. 
“Mnnnn!” The feline growled, grinding her hips back and forth outright, still in the groping grasp of her passionate ‘teacher’. It wasn’t her first kiss, but it certainly was the first one that’d made her feel so aroused. Granted, she’d never been held, caressed and explored like this before, so it was perhaps little surprise that even without any tongueplay, their liplock was making her sex burn even more intensely. She wrung her fingers through Mora’s scalp, eyes shut and her other hand briskly smearing down to just above her own mound as well, seeking to feel even better. 
Mora would have felt a little regretful at taking such an impulsive decision to kiss Sarah, with thoughts of her lover Minos in the back of her mind, but such reservations were vague at best, because somehow this kiss just felt distinctly different from one she’d share with her big bull. For one thing, there was the obvious and numerous physical differences between the two (however tightly Mora was holding Sarah, Minos always did hold her tighter). But besides that, this kiss wasn’t a romantic affair. It wasn’t about love, though she certainly held a different kind of love for the cute kitten. No, it was about the pursuit of pleasure, and as Mora said before, it was about showing Sarah the sexual potential of her body and charms. Still, Mora had to admit, Sarah was deliciously receptive. She couldn’t help but push her fingers back inside the girl’s pussy, deeper than before, now that their mutual lust was so thick in the air. 
“Mmnnnnn!” Sarah moaned again, before gasping abruptly away from the kiss. “H-Harder, Mora! Please!” 
Mora immediately obliged, not only by pumping her fingers deeper, wider and harder into Sarah’s clenching cunny, but by shoving her tongue down her throat. Sarah did naught to resist, and in fact kissed back, hard. 
“Mmmnghh~!” 
Her tongue moved haphazardly and rapidly, the motions telling of an inexperienced girl like her. Still, there was a lot to be said for her energetic enthusiasm, and the passionate way she was now swinging her hips into Mora’s digits every time she’d push them particularly deep inside. Mora peeked her eyes open to admire Sarah’s flushed face and tightly shut eyes. Her previous distaste for the girl’s energy in the face of the heatwave was a distant memory. Quite the contrary – Mora found herself, unexpectedly but pleasantly, riding the wave of Sarah’s excitement, and closer to her own high than she thought she could get from just smothering their bodies so close.
Still, it was clear that Sarah was fast approaching her limit, judging not only by her motions and sounds, but the way her body clung and tensed around Mora’s talented fingers, and the thick smell of sex clouding the air around the embracing, humping pair. In a swift but careful single motion, Mora tugged her lips off of Sarah’s; the feline clung to and even nibbled upon her bottom lip as she pulled back, making Mora wonder if she already knew what a seductive and cute little thing she could be.
“Would you touch me too?” Mora spoke clearly, despite her own flaring hesitations to ask for pleasure from her young friend. She knew this was more about Sarah than her, but if she wasn’t clear and confident about asking, Mora knew that not only would she risk not reaching climax, but putting Sarah at unease as well by breaking ‘character’. If she was to play tutor, she’d have to keep face. Even though Sarah’s big beady blue eyes were making her sense of natural dominance melt in the face of such enchanting, adorable beauty. 
“Okay...” Sarah nodded, responding with surprisingly resilient enthusiasm. The next thing she knew, Mora had three of the feline’s fingers rubbing around her mound, and Sarah’s tufty furred face mashed between her tits. 
“Nnnnh! Yes, that’s it...” She cooed. Her own spare hand snaked down to Sarah’s rear end. “See? You’re already learning...” Mora let out a sonorous giggle while slithering a few fingers down between Sarah’s cheeks, helping to stimulate that tight, petite pussy of Sarah’s.
“Oooohhh...” Sarah mumbled, the reverberations rippling around Mora’s breasts as she nuzzled in comfortably. Soon enough her face was nearly immersed within the cow’s cleavage, and though she still fingered Mora with some trepidation, the quiet gasps and quivers that she let out were sign enough of her enthusiasm. With her spare arm hugging around Mora’s waist with as much strength as she could muster (not much, especially in the face of the built, sturdy body of an experienced older woman), she kept herself hugging in close, with their legs soon wrapped together where they stood. 
Sarah plucked herself from Mora’s cleavage just long enough that her barely open eyes could glance at her boss’ perky, prominent, wide left nipple. 
“Go on, baby...” Mora purred, one hand pressing against the side of her bosom to support and present herself to Sarah’s pursed, quivering, moist lips. 
Sarah latched on suddenly, and without any of the virginal doubt that Mora expected. 
“Nhaaaah!” The bovine threw her head back in a snap response as the tingling, slurping and suckling feeling washed swiftly through her every nerve. She ground her hips forwards into Sarah’s fingers, the likes of which now had slithered between her cunt lips proper, pumping without a lot of expertise but with a lot of energy and fascination. 
But those lips around her nipple... she had some talent, alright. Sarah’s tongue lashed side to side about the very tip of it, then went to licking slowly with a deep slobbering press up her nub of sensitive bare skin, then pulled back with a hearty, forceful tug using the suction between her hollowed cheeks, and all of this as she massaged her palm absently in all directions over the cow’s smooth back and fingered her pussy deeper and harder by the minute. Sarah was a quick learner, and Mora was already reaping the benefits of her tutelage. She couldn’t help but moan with every breath, under such a tantalising lustful assault. 
“Mmmnnh, fuck. Good girl...” 
Mora looked down at her young cute friend with fiery eyes. Not one to be undone, she growled a feisty growl and swiftly raised her spare palm. 
*SPANK!* 
Came Mora’s hand, descending like a broad paddle down upon Sarah’s round tush. 
“HAAAH!” 
Came Sarah’s cry, a sharp gasp that echoed into the trees all around them as she popped with a messy trail of saliva from Mora’s nipple, eyes wide and body frozen in place. 
“Wh-what...” She quivered, not even looking Mora in the eyes as she spoke. She was still staring at her massive chest. “What was...” She attempted to continue, her tail whisking left and right. 
“Did you like that?” Mora said, confident and clear. Her own fingers still remained inside Sarah, able to feel how much she’d clenched up in response. 
“Ye-yeah, but...” Sarah’s words faded off, in favour of pushing her ass out prominently. Any hesitancy she expressed was betrayed by her own instincts in the face of these new pleasures. 
“Relax.” Mora reminded her, kneading her fingers into Sarah’s booty more firmly than she’d done yet, even with a glance of her nails scratching along her asscheek. She figured that if Sarah could appreciate a firm surprise spanking, then perhaps this pure little kitten could take more than she’d originally thought. 
“Mnnnnh! Yes... Yes!” Sarah cried, throwing herself back into Mora’s breasts with a pounce. It seemed Mora had figured right. 
Sarah quickly returned to Mora’s nipple with greater force and a slower, more methodical approach than before. Three of her small digits sunk up deep into the bovine’s slit, making for a tighter squeeze and a heartier series of gasping breaths from her boss. 
“Deeper.” Mora husked. Sarah swiftly obliged by sinking and lightly twisting her fingers inside Mora as deep as she could, up to the knuckle. 
“Good... girl...” Came Mora’s resultant moan, her fingers alternating between expertly pumping inside and rubbing around the entrance to Sarah’s soaked sex. Her spare hand snaked with lecherous confidence along her back and across her ass, where she’d reward the cute kitten with further swats and gropes. 
For a time, the gathering passionate sounds of both women dominated the lush forest air – moans, squelches, breaths and thrusts, all punctuated by the gentle undertones of the lake’s water around their embracing, exploring bodies. 
“M-Mora... It’s... I...” Sarah stammered after popping off Mora’s nipple suddenly and clinging around her waist with a desperate scraping grip that a less hardy farmgirl might’ve winced at. Not Mora, though. She just took the kitten’s desperate sounds and motions as good reason to kick things into high gear.
“Mnnnh, that’s it...” Mora growled, her heart pounding in excitement for what she knew Sarah was close to feeling. The anticipation of witnessing what might even have been the girl’s first ever orgasm was hot enough to make her shiver around Sarah’s still dutifully thrusting fingers. 
“C’mere, sexy.” With a wide, devious grin spread from cheek to cheek, Mora pressed her body even firmer into Sarah’s, chin caught abruptly in her palm to kiss the girl again. Her fingers tickled, rubbed and forced their way past every tender spot within her soaking sex, while Sarah herself purred with building volume straight down Mora’s throat. 
Mora broke the kiss as suddenly as she’d initiated it. When Sarah opened her eyes weakly, a meek little noise of confusion peeking from her lips, she saw a pair of glowing, passionate green eyes for just a moment before that same face sunk down, and down, and down. Yet even as Mora knelt before the girl, she held fast to their eye contact, making sure Sarah was paying clear attention. She did want her young friend to learn, after all. Thus, she made no mistake about where she was going and what she had planned. Along the way Mora’s palm smothered one of Sarah’s perky breasts, her cheeks tickled tufts of cloud white fur and her tongue licked a luscious trail through her cleavage and past her navel. 
Cutely enough, Sarah had seemed hesitant when it was made clear she’d have to pluck her fingers from Mora’s pussy in the process of this change of position. Mora giggled while she shuffled herself into the proper position, water sloshing around her weighty, broad body as she carefully knelt on the lakebed. She looked so nervous, yet so helplessly horny. Such an adorably reactive, receptive, and by the looks of things quite submissive sexuality... Mora knew she’d drive some lucky young thing wild one day. But this, today, was all about Sarah being driven wild herself. So Mora simply purred - 
“Relax, kitten.” 
- before she planted a wide, wet kiss around Sarah’s cunt and slurped across her pussy lips with instant, intense slurps. 
“AAH!” Sarah quickly cried. Any hesitation she had in receiving such pleasure was dust in the wind now. Her eyes clenched shut as an electric rush of pleasure crashed over her every nerve, and all that she thought about was riding that wave for all it was worth. She ran her fingers through Mora’s waterlogged scalp and ground her cunny into Mora’s energetic, experienced tongue. 
“MORE! P-PLEASE!” She cried. 
Mora growled and instantly obliged. Such a delicious reaction deserved a reward, she thought. So she not only gave the girl more, but she pulled her in by that cute little rump, both to support her quivering form and to allow for deeper slurping and exploring. Mora grinded, circled and thrust her tongue between the clenching folds of the kitty’s pussy, inhaling the thick taste of a youthful woman in the midst of deep arousal and finding more pleasure in it than even she’d anticipated. Her spare palm swiftly sank under the water so that she could work herself up and up and up in kind, working her own most sensitive internal ‘hotspots’ as vigorously as she could. All so that she could reach that high at the same time as the blonde did. And to do so, it sounded like she’d have to get there fast, judging by Sarah’s short but strong shrieks, yelped every time Mora tonguefucked deep and hard inside her cunt with guttural, vibrating slurps.
“Ohhh... OHHFFFFF.... I’m.... Moradontstopdontstopfuckkkkk!” Sarah growled, upper body leaned forwards as she rode Mora’s mouth to the best of her ability. She’d never even thought of doing such a thing, or anyone doing it to her... but it was such a wild ride that she was already yelping out obscenities and fast approaching what Mora knew to be a hard climax, and Sarah just knew to be a strange but enticing feeling, just on the horizon of her mind. 
“Mmmmmmh!” Came Mora’s voice, passionate and loud even while she drank down and breathed in the intense arousal emanating from Sarah’s slit. Her ego was sated; the girl was crying and bucking and utterly in need of her service. Not only was the feeling immensely satisfying to the bovine boss, but the resultant power trip was getting her off something fierce, prompting her fingers to burrow and slither wider and harder inside her own pussy. She could feel that she too was approaching the cusp now. So, Mora decided to take pity on her little lover, and finish her off. 
Her tongue reeled back, slithered and whipped evilly to and fro across Sarah’s outer petals. 
“Look at me.” Mora commanded. 
Sarah obliged, one hand brushing hair away from her brow until she could properly look down at her boss, her freckled and flushed face panting steam over her pussy. 
Once confident she had Sarah’s attention, Mora twisted three fingers inside Sarah, and lashed a slow, torturous lick up her tiny budding clit. 
“Cum.” Mora again commanded. Though Sarah was already obeying, completely and helplessly. 
“AAAAAH~!!! NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNH~!!!” 
Sarah simultaneously sunk her hands into Mora’s scalp with all the force her comparatively petite frame could muster as her body overtook her mind in conducting her every physical act, all to maximise the bliss erupting through her very soul. 
“Aaah! Aaaah! AAAAAH!” Sarah cried time and time again as she shuddered and humped out the first orgasm of her life. Her eyes were clenched shut, back arched, her hot, soaked, clenching pussy rubbing haphazardly into Mora’s palm, which by now was rubbing and waving and slapping rapidly across her slit. 
“Nnnhhhyes!” Mora cried, muffled between brief little nips and licks at Sarah’s folds and her poor, overstimulated clit. Though when she too felt a climax crashing down on her, she acted on simple sudden impulse by nibbling on Sarah’s inner thigh as her cunt gripped her fingers in the rush of ecstasy. 
That bite turned Sarah’s shrill, voice-shredding sounds into muted, quick gasps of spiking pleasure laced with just enough pain to make the sensual overload all the more thrilling. Both women shook and slid their bodies freely into one another as wave after wave of orgasmic joy pumped through to their scraping fingertips and curling toes. 
Moments later, a colossal silence boomed through the entire forest clearing, shutting out even the gentle ambience of the flowing water to the ears of both the exhausted, sopping, panting women. Sarah stood with all the sturdiness of the last leaf on an autumnal tree, her hands having fallen to her sides limply. Mora had collapsed in a similar manner in front of her, cheek daintily resting on the girl’s thigh. That meagre pressure itself almost looked enough to send Sarah toppling into the drink. 
“Wow...” Sarah somehow mustered the energy to say. “I... uh... Mora, that...” She stammered, as the reality of the impulsive, adventurous escapade began to hit home.
Mora lazily opened an eye and replied without even looking up to meet her eyes. 
“You’re welcome.” 
Mora shut her eyes again, and despite not hearing anything back, felt Sarah’s body soften against her with a slow, relieving sigh. Mora smiled, taking it as a sign that Sarah appreciated the lesson.  

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The summer sun was a real bully of a celestial body, but Mora felt a whole lot braver about facing up to him with a good layer of cool, fresh water shimmering and trickling down her skin. She didn’t know how long she and Sarah had sat at the lake’s edge, saying little as they waited for their coats to dry enough to don their clothes again. But she was in no hurry. 
“Hey Sarah?” Mora asked, wringing her hair out with a firm twist around as many strands as she could bundle up. “Sarah?” She repeated, having heard no reply, though she still looked absentmindedly over the lake rather than turning to face the girl. Still, she heard nothing. “Hello, earth to Sa-” 
Finally, Mora got her reply, though she didn’t expect it to come in the form of a sudden heartfelt hug from behind. 
“Hey.” Mora continued, instead of what she’d had in mind. 
“Hey.” Sarah purred back, cheek resting near Mora’s neck. “Thanks.” It was barely audible. 
“Don’t sweat it.” Mora was glad Sarah couldn’t see how much heat was gathering on her cheeks at that moment. Her fur was so goddamn soft. Stupid sexy cats. “Anyways, was just gonna say, we’d better head back soon. If we hurry I might still be able to catch Miles sleeping on the job. Gives me a good excuse to stick him with the fieldwork tomorrow.” 
Sarah chuckled, relinquishing her hold around Mora’s torso slowly and reluctantly. “If you say so, boss!” She chirped, as if having suddenly snapped back into her usual, unflappable character. Following a long, strained stretch of her tufty, waterlogged arms, she wobbled to her feet, only to end up suddenly embraced herself, by a broad and confident smoky-brown hand hooked around her waist. 
“If you ever want another lesson...” Mora whispered, even as she began walking with Sarah, whipping her top off of a nearby tree branch it’d come to rest upon. “Just say the word.” 
Sarah sunk her chin to her neck while grabbing for her own clothes as quickly as she could, lest Mora get a look at how deep of a blush was plastered across her cloudy cheeks. For the first time that day, she felt well and truly hot. 
“Yes, boss.”