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It was quite funny to find this one back; it's the first installment of a story series I was planning to write several years ago, for this anthro cat group on Yahoo I was a member of. Silly enough, I never got past this first story and an opening line for the second story... and after that nothing was written on this series anymore for years. Hence also the really sucky title... I've never been good with titles, and for this series, I had thought of nothing better than just numbering the stories. Maybe I can come up with something better...\n\nI can't really take credit for the design of the Flamelin (pronounced Fla-muh-lin) species; they're really not very different from real-life cougars, except for their special fur colors and patterns, and the fact that they can speak and do things humans can do, despite them being quadrupeds. And to be totally honest, if I remember correctly, the fur color and pattern of Tagrisja was based on the Fire Kougra from the Neopets game...\n\nAnyways, since this is a finished story that was pretty well received in that Yahoo group several years ago, I figured to upload it here as well now that I have found it back. And who knows, maybe I'll pick up on the series again and write more stories about these lovely felines, both the quadruped ones and the bipedal ones. If I remember correctly, the second story I was planning was going to have some female-on-female action between Tagrisja and one of her Flamelin friends >~.^< I may still write that story, I'm not sure yet.\n\nI have, however, since I posted this story on my FA account some three years ago, entirely overhauled the idea and the Minnaluna universe, so the stories after this one will show the whole new world!\n\nI hope you'll enjoy reading this story!\n\nTagrisja is © me\nThomas is © me\nFlamelin are © me (kinda)", "description_bbcode_parsed": "An oldie but goodie! It was quite funny to find this one back; it's the first installment of a story series I was planning to write several years ago, for this anthro cat group on Yahoo I was a member of. Silly enough, I never got past this first story and an opening line for the second story... and after that nothing was written on this series anymore for years. Hence also the really sucky title... I've never been good with titles, and for this series, I had thought of nothing better than just numbering the stories. Maybe I can come up with something better...

I can't really take credit for the design of the Flamelin (pronounced Fla-muh-lin) species; they're really not very different from real-life cougars, except for their special fur colors and patterns, and the fact that they can speak and do things humans can do, despite them being quadrupeds. And to be totally honest, if I remember correctly, the fur color and pattern of Tagrisja was based on the Fire Kougra from the Neopets game...

Anyways, since this is a finished story that was pretty well received in that Yahoo group several years ago, I figured to upload it here as well now that I have found it back. And who knows, maybe I'll pick up on the series again and write more stories about these lovely felines, both the quadruped ones and the bipedal ones. If I remember correctly, the second story I was planning was going to have some female-on-female action between Tagrisja and one of her Flamelin friends >~.^< I may still write that story, I'm not sure yet.

I have, however, since I posted this story on my FA account some three years ago, entirely overhauled the idea and the Minnaluna universe, so the stories after this one will show the whole new world!

I hope you'll enjoy reading this story!

Tagrisja is © me
Thomas is © me
Flamelin are © me (kinda)", "writing": "The sun rose early on a calm and quiet morning in the land of Minnaluna. Jorbles awoke, shook and preened their colorful feathers, and then sang a greeting to the sun. In the creek and the large fen, Slaboobles and Fillymips came to the surface to greet the light. Here and there, between the ferns, an early Foofle was seen. At the waterfall tumbling down in the fen, Failillies fluttered around, settling down on the rocks to enjoy the fine mist of the waterfall on their delicate, colorful bodies.\nSome way furtheron, in the village, curtains behind the window of one of the cottages were opened. A moment later the window opened. From inside, a soft, sleepy, and slightly disappointed moan was heard.\n \"Tommy, do you have to go this early?\"\n \"I'm sorry, sweetie,\" sounded another voice, a male voice. \"I really don't like it either, but I'm still forced to work early this week. I promise you I'll try to be home a bit earlier tonight, okay?\"\nThe first voice, a female voice, mumbled something, sleepily, and still disappointedly. For some time after, all was quiet again. Then, after another period of time, the front door of the cottage opened, and the owners of the voice stepped outside.\n\nAt first glance, you would say it were a man and his pet... well, puma. At second glance, however, you'd right away check that. First off, the puma didn't look at all like a puma. Alright, it was a very large feline, her back reaching up to the man's hips, and she walked on all fours like any quadruped. Her fur, on the other hand, was a deep, glossy black, india ink black, and it had a most unusual patterning. The pattern itself most resembled that of a tiger, or maybe a tabby cat. The color of the stripes however was a mix of red, yellow and orange, the color of fire, and the stripes were as frilly as flames too, as were the rings around her long, sleek tail. No puma looked liked that. This feline, in fact, was a Flamelin, and a very pretty representative of this special species for all that. Her fiery flaming pattern contrasted beautifully with the infinitely deep black of her fur, which was sleek and glossy, gleaming in the milky early morning light. Her eyes were a deep, fiery orange, sparkling like the purest ambers. Her body was lithe and slender, her legs strong but graceful, her feet looking as if they had been made from the softest velvet available.\n\nThe man also wasn't exactly what you would expect a human man to be. Standing a lean six feet five tall and dressed in a pair of vanilla-colored cotton trousers and a light blue button-up shirt, at first glance he looked just like any other man leaving his house for work in the morning. But a second glance showed that this man did not have an ordinary beard and mustache. The color already was an indication; a clear greyish blue. And when looking better, the greyish blue hair on this man's face would more properly be described as whiskers and cheek-ruffs. The hair on his head was the same greyish blue color, and when you looked even better, you could tell that from under the sleeves of his shirt, the same greyish blue hair was coming, covering the backs of his hands up to where his fingers started. No, this definitely was no ordinary man. He was, in fact, one of the many... well, half-breeds, the result of the mixing of a human and one of the large mammals from Minnaluna. His mother was human, his father had been a greyblue and white Flamelin.\n\nLong, long ago these relationships already occurred. The quadruped mammals of Minnaluna (and there were many of them, felines, canines, vulpines, lapines, ursines, equines, name it) had had no problems at all sharing their world and their enterprises with the humans. Every species got along with the other, and from the sharing of buildings, the working and living together in a community, inevitably relations of love had developed, and from these relationships a new species had evolved, these half humans, half something else. And of course, from there on, more new kinds saw the light of day. A half-breed having a relationship with a full human produced quart-breeds; people having more human assets but still a little bit of his or her furry part visible, and a half-breed having a relationship with one of the Minnaluna resident furry mammals produced quart-breeds also, but then more furry with just a few human assets visible. And from there on, when these quart-breeds had a relationship with either a human or a furry, it produced fully fledged humans or furries, and the circle was closed again. All these half- and quart-breeds had trouble-freely been accepted in the community, after all they were nothing more nor less than the fully fledged people.\n\nIn the milky light of the early morning dawn, the half-feline man pressed a soft kiss on the nose of the pretty female Flamelin. The fiery-striped black cat sat on the front porch with her whiskers drooping a bit, looking after the man as he walked to his old Chevrolet Bel Air, got in and drove off. It really was a very nice car to look at; from 1957 and as retro as you could get, with white-wall tyres and smooth hubcaps, a white roof and side-trim, and shiny chrome all over. The car was painted in a glossy, soft peach-orange color, and over the sides was a large picture of the fiery-striped black Flamelin. But even the beauty of the car could not cheer the cat up that morning. She sat looking after it until it rounded the corner, with her whiskers drooping and her rather large ears pointing sideways. Then she sighed a bit, got up and trudged back into the cottage through the open front door. A flick of her long, slender tail closed the door.\n\nInside, the pretty Flamelin walked into the living room and flopped down on the rug in the middle of the room with a sigh. For quite some time she just lay there, dozing a bit. Each time she awoke, her gaze trailed around the living room, taking in the comfy furniture, the huge aquarium against one wall, the big green plants in tubs in the corners, the flowering plants in the windowsills, the fireplace, and the patches of sunlight slowly creeping across the floor as the sun slowly rose higher in the sky. And each time she sighed a bit and rested her head on her forepaws, because what she wanted to see in that living room the most had left for work.\n\nFinally shaking off her slight lethargy, the fiery-striped black Flamelin rose up from the rug, stepped over to the back door and opened it to let in the fresh air and the song of the Jorbles, and then turned to the huge aquarium that covered almost all of the west wall of the cottage. It was hers, and it was about time she attended to it. After having lifted the lid with her nose, the cat opened a small cabinet under the glass tank and took out a canister filled with small colorful flakes. Softly tapping the glass with one paw, the pretty Flamelin held the canister over the aquarium and sprinkled some of the flakes onto the surface of the water. After that she put the canister away and closed both the cabinet and the aquarium's lid, and she sat watching for a while how the colorful Buppymups and Slaboobles swam to the surface and started eating the colorful flakes.\n\nA small smile curled the cat's black lips when her pride, a marble-patterned blue and yellow SpeckleFlutter, appeared from behind a small formation of rocks overgrown with Kelpy-weed, floated to the surface and grabbed a mouthful of the flakes, quickly disappearing behind the rocks with them again. SpeckleFlutters more or less looked like miniature electric rays, and they had the prettiest of colors and patterns, but it were very shy fish, and they almost never showed themselves.\n \"Pretty fish, pretty fish, pretty pretty pretty fish,\" the Flamelin murmured under her breath, softly touching the glass with a paw. \"Show yourself a bit more, you're so beautiful to look at.\" She tapped the glass with her paw when two of the Slaboobles started chasing each other. \"Hey, don't fight, you pair of veil-tails. You'll damage your tailfins, and... oh! Are you two still in there as well?\"\n\nThe clear orange eyes of the Flamelin followed the languid movement of a pair of black and red Camoneps that had suddenly appeared from behind a rock-formation in the far corner of the aquarium. Another smile started decorating her face as she looked at the slender black fish with their deep crimson tails and fins calmly swimming from one side to another.\n \"I thought you two had died, I haven't seen you in weeks,\" she murmured. \"Why have you been hiding for so long? Been up to something? Hmm, at least [i]you[/i] obviously have been,\" she added, directing her look at a rather bloated cyan-colored Muppywup. \"I see the family's expanding again, hm?\"\n\nThe pretty, fiery-striped black Flamelin kept her softly murmured, one-sided conversation up for quite a while, dreamily staring into her aquarium. It was the one thing in the cottage that was truly hers and hers only, and she had a feeling for it that could be described as a passion. Unlike what you might think of a cat, she loved the fish for their beauty and elegance, and there were only very very few things she liked better than looking at her aquarium, and keeping it in perfect condition. She could just so float on the wings of daydream when staring into her tranquil underwater world, at the slow swaying of the plants and the languid movements of the colorful fish. And she just loved softly talking to her aquarium, even though she knew there of course was no way in the world the fish would understand her, or even hear her. But it brought her a peace of mind nothing else could give her, and it even had gotten so far that she couldn't get to sleep anymore if there was not the background sound of a quietly humming air-pump and the soft bubbling of the constant stream of tiny oxygen-bubbles in the water.\n\nSitting at the huge aquarium and staring into it silently and dreamily, the pretty flame-striped Flamelin sighed a bit, feeling her peace of mind returning. Her mind drifted to the times she and her half-human, half-feline companion had gone to the zoo to go into the enormous walk-through aquarium they had there, and the times they had gone diving in the fen or the sea. Yes, this also was quite unlike what one would expect from a cat, but this pretty black Flamelin actually was a good scuba-diver, and it was one of the things she loved doing the most. It was her chance to actually [i]be[/i] in that tranquil, silent underwater world and looking at everything from close by. For a moment she thought on packing her scuba-gear and going out to the fen, but then she shook her head. You should never go diving all by yourself, not even when you were an experienced diver. That was [i]the[/i] number 1 rule of the scuba-diving sport; [i]always[/i] have someone with you in case something might go wrong.\n\nSo, instead, she just took one of her detective novels from the book case, went outside with it and lay down on a comfy garden chair standing on the back porch. Quite soon she was engaged in the intriguing story, and she buried herself in the book, forgetting everything around her like a good book could make her do. Only around noon did she stop reading for a while, because her stomach indicated lunchtime. She made herself some grilled cheese-sandwiches (her favorite kind of sandwiches) and poured herself a large glass of milk, and with that she went back outside. Munching her sandwiches and sipping the milk, she started reading again, getting absorbed in the story. Halfway through the book her keen mind had already figured out who had committed the murder, and it was kinda funny to hear her muttering soft comments on the things she read.\n\nA couple of hours later she had finished her book, and she lay it down on the small table next to the garden chair she was lying on. Her gaze swept over the back garden as she relaxed on the chair, taking in the flowerbeds, the lush green bushes and trees, and the pond with the fountain. A soft smile crept onto her face, and she sank down on her back on the chair completely, drawing a deep breath. The rays of the sun just reached under the roof of the porch, and they cast warm spots of light on the pretty Flamelin's glossy deep black fur, making the fiery stripes look even more like flickering flames. Slowly squeezing her eyes and outing a soft churr, the pretty cat ran a forepaw over her chest, the shiny black pads under her paw drawing small figures through her fur. Another soft sigh escaped the cat's lips when her sensitive paw-pads touched her evenly sensitive dark pink nipples. Responding in instinctive anticipation, the lovely Flamelin's dark pink nipples erected, stiffened up, sending tickling waves of warm tingles through her body.\n\nThe fiery-striped black cat shivered and outed another delighted sigh. Moving her paw slowly, she rubbed her sensitive, tingling nipples in circles, shivering at each wave of tingles shooting through her body. They waved from her nipples to the tips of her large ears, turned around and waved back down through her body, collecting in her tummy, and from there slowly dancing lower, to her black pussy. The velvety lips swelled, and droplets of glimmering moisture caught the sunlight as the pretty Flamelin spread her hind legs with a quivering moan. Keeping her left paw on her sensitive nipples, she slowly moved her right paw along the line of her flank, over her belly, and down to her swollen black pussy. Another ecstatic moan rolled from her moisty lips when her warm, sensitive paw-pads touched her swollen pussy. She squeezed her eyes and spread her hind legs even further, rubbing her longing black pussy up and down with the warm, shiny black pads of her right paw while her left paw kept caressing her tingling nipples. Her tail and whiskers twitched ecstatically, and her rolling purrs started to sound gurglish as saliva leaked from her mouth and coated her lips.\n\nSteadily increasing the pressure and the tempo of her rubbing, the cat rolled her head from left to right with tightly squeezed eyes as she reached for the cloud-enveloped peaks of orgasmic relief. Her rolling purrs changed into growls of sexual delight, interspersed with lustful outcries voicing the vision she kept in her mind during her sensual play.\n \"Ah! Ah! Yes! Oh! Tommy! Yes! Ah! Yes! Tommy! I'm..! I'm..! Ah! Oh! Yes! Tommy! Please! I'm..! I'm..!\" In a last desperate attempt to quickly reach her relief, the cat let her left paw also slide down her sun-warmed tummy and firmly rubbed her swollen, dripping black pussy with both her paws. Her body tensed up in a sudden spasm as the orgasmic relief suddenly crashed through her, making her squeal out her lust. \"Yes Tommy, yeeeeesssss! Ooohh yeeesssss! I'm cooomiiingngng! Ohh... ohh... ohh y-y-yesssss...\"\n\nShuddering and trembling, both paws on her cramping black pussy from which slimy trickles steadily drizzled down, the Flamelin slowly sank down on the garden chair in relaxation, panting and purring. Only after quite some time, when she had caught her breath, she slowly brought up her forepaws and licked them clean one by one, purring with a smile. Then she rolled over to her side a bit, getting more comfortable on the chair, and she slowly dozed off again into a delightful snooze, a relaxed cat-nap. She softly purred under her breath. As she sank away deeper in sleep, every now and then her hind feet or her tail trembled a bit, and her whiskers twitched.\n\nNot knowing exactly how long she had slept, the fiery-striped black Flamelin suddenly woke up when her large ears caught the sound of a car-door slamming shut somewhere at the front of the cottage. Drowsily raising her head and rubbing her eyes with one paw, the cat cocked her ears when a moment after the front door of the cottage also slammed, and a male voice called out her name.\n \"Tagrisja! I'm home, sweetie!\"\n \"Tommy!\" the fiery-striped black Flamelin, obviously bearing the beautiful name of Tagrisja, called out. Being wide awake on instant, she jumped up from the garden chair and ran into the cottage, up to her half-feline, half-human man. Rearing up on her hind legs, she placed her forepaws on the man's shoulders and kissed him. \"Tommy! I've missed you! I'm so glad you're home! And so early!\"\nThe man, whose actual name was Thomas, smiled and hugged the fiery-striped black Flamelin Tagrisja with his right arm, holding a bag in his left hand.\n \"I promised you I'd try to be home a bit earlier today, sweetie, hadn't I?\" he smiled. He let go of Tagrisja and bent over to press a soft kiss upside her head. \"And I even brought you something, to make up for all those days I had to work so early the last three weeks.\"\n \"Ohh, you shouldn't have,\" Tagrisja smiled, holding her head a bit tilted. \"But nevertheless, I love presents!\"\n \"And you'll especially love this one, I'm sure,\" Thomas smiled.\n\nHe put the bag he was holding on the floor and knelt down, reaching into the bag with both hands. When he lifted his hands again, Tagrisja curiously looked at what it was Thomas took out of the bag. It was a small rectangular container, and the fiery-striped black Flamelin immediately recognized it. It was one of the special transport-containers the pet store gave you when you had bought a fish. The container had an air-tight lid and two hooks at the underside, with which you could hang it on the edge of your aquarium to let the water in the container get to the same temperature as the water in your aquarium. When that had happened, the lid would open automatically, allowing the fish in the container to get out into your aquarium.\nTagrisja smiled when she recognized the container Thomas held up for her, but her smile froze when she saw just what kind of fish was inside it. For one thing, it was not one fish, but it were three. And Tagrisja's big, bright orange eyes filled with tears when she saw it were two elegant Fillymips, one lilac and the other baby-blue in color, and the third fish was a crimson and silver, marble-patterned baby SpeckleFlutter.\n \"O-oh... Tommy...\" the fiery-striped black cat gasped, her voice quivering. \"I... I don't know what to say...\"\n \"'Thank you' is a quite popular choice,\" Thomas said with a smile.\nTagrisja wrapped her forepaws around Tommy's neck and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his neck while drawing a deep breath.\n \"I... I can't believe you bought me those,\" she whispered, her voice still slightly unsteady. \"Those Fillymips... they're so precious, so valuable. A-and... a SpeckleFlutter. Those are the most expensive and hardest to come by. How... how did you...\"\n \"I was just lucky enough to find one, sweetie,\" Thomas smiled. He freed himself from Tagrisja's embrace. \"Now, c'mon, let's give these fishies a new home, shall we?\"\n\nTagrisja nodded with a smile, running a forepaw over her eyes. She stepped over to her huge aquarium and lifted the lid. Thomas carefully turned the special plex transport-container upside down and lowered it into the water, securing it from sinking to the bottom by placing the hooks over the edge of the aquarium. Then he sat down on the floor, facing the aquarium. Tagrisja sat down next to him, snuggled up against him and with a forepaw wrapped around him, looking at the Muppywups and Slaboobles in her aquarium curiously swimming up to the container to see what that was.\n\nAfter about fifteen minutes, the temperature of the water in the container apparently was equal to the temperature of the water in the aquarium, for the lid of the container unlocked and slowly sank open. The crimson and silver baby SpeckleFlutter right away swam down to the bottom and disappeared between the plants. The Fillymips, elegant creatures that they were, calmly drifted out of the container and started on an explore of their new roomy surroundings. Thomas removed the container and put it back in the bag, since he had to return it to the pet store, and Tagrisja closed the lid of her aquarium, looking at Fillymips nuzzling the waterplants with a happy sigh.\n \"Oh Thomas, I really can't believe you bought those for me,\" she said softly.\n \"It was the best way I could think of to make you happy after three weeks of having to leave you very early in the morning for a long day's work, sweetie,\" Thomas smiled. \"And I even still have to leave you so early tomorrow and Friday, but from next week on my schedule is back to normal again.\"\n \"Yes, you really made me so very happy with this,\" Tagrisja said with a smile. \"Thank you so much.\"\n\nShe kissed Thomas, and with a smile he softly scritched her between her large ears, drawing a purr from her. He sat down on the sofa and propped his feet up on the coffee table, switching on the TV. Tagrisja also hopped onto the sofa, resting her forepaws and head on Thomas' lap, and she outed another happy sigh. Thomas put his right hand on the back of Tagrisja's head, and slowly he let it slide all the way over her shoulders and her back, to the base of her tail, from where he brought it back to the pretty fiery-striped black Flamelin's head to repeat the movement.\n\nTagrisja squeezed her eyes and purred, and when Thomas' hand had again reached the base of her tail she swished her tail around and curled it around Thomas' arm, wordlessly asking him to keep his hand on that part of her body. Smiling, Thomas gently caressed the base of the cat's tail, every now and then letting his fingers slide along the curves of her plushy thighs. Tagrisja drew a deep breath and wriggled with her hind quarters a bit, feeling her velvety black pussy swelling up again under her man's tender caresses on the base of her tail and her plushy thighs.\n\nFeeling the radiating warmth of the pretty fiery-striped black Flamelin's erogenous regions, Thomas again let his fingers slide down along the line of Tagrisja's thighs, and then slowly back up, touching her swollen, warm, moisty black pussy. A soft shock coursed through Tagrisja's body, and she outed a soft moan of delight, curling her tail a bit tighter around Thomas' arm. With a slight grin, Thomas felt the peaky tufts of fur on and around Tagrisja's warm velvety pussy, and he correctly guessed she had been pawing herself earlier that day. Making his fingers describe slow, small circles, Thomas started tenderly caressing the Flamelin's swollen, longing black pussy. Tagrisja shocked a bit again and softly moaned between her purrs.\n \"Owhh yes, Thomassss,\" she sighed. Suddenly she lifted her head a bit and smiled, her big bright orange eyes twinkling. \"Oh yes, I am going to give you one nice reward as a thank-you for buying me those wonderful fish.\"\n\nShe rose up a little on the sofa, put the claws of her right paw in the waistband of Thomas' light cotton summer trousers and pulled them down. Resting her head in Thomas' lap again, she teased him a little with letting her warm breath flow from her nostrils over his dick, every now and then rubbing her cool, moisty nose-pad along the length of it. Thomas let out a moan and sagged a bit on the sofa, the fingers of his right hand still on Tagrisja's warm, moisty black pussy, the fingers of his left hand now caressing the base of her ears. Having teased Thomas' dick to full capacity, Tagrisja pushed out her soft, moisty pink tongue a bit and started slowly dragging it along the length of Thomas' dick. Each time she reached the head of it, she let her tongue describe a small circle, leaving a trail of warm saliva on the head of Thomas' dick before going back down. Thomas moaned deeper and slid his right fingers up and down over the juicy slit between the velvety black lips of Tagrisja's moisty pussy, making the cat's body shock in time with his.\n\nWith softly gasped purrs, Tagrisja pushed out her soft furry butt a bit, making Thomas' fingers slip between the swollen, tingling lips of her warm black pussy. At the same time she lifted her head a bit again, with her mouth slightly opened. Very slowly, she let her head sink back down, closing her soft, moisty lips over Thomas' dick. She let her soft, warm tongue slither around the man's cock as she slowly let it slide into her muzzle an inch at a time. Thomas sagged even more on the sofa, running his right fingers up through the wet slit of Tagrisja's longing pussy and gently rolling the cat's sensitive clit between his fingers. Tagrisja purred appreciatively and let her head sink down the last bit so her cool, moisty nose pressed against Thomas' stomach. With his hard member now completely inside her muzzle, the fiery-striped black Flamelin let her tongue slither around it a bit faster, pushing her soft furry butt out in soft, rhythmic shocks.\n\nAnswering the soft thrusts of Tagrisja's plushy black butt, Thomas let his right fingers slip in and out of her slippery black pussy, groaning delightedly when the cat started slowly bobbing her head up and down. Her nimble tongue still slithered around his dick like a snake, and with her warm, slimy saliva lubricating it, it effortlessly slid in and out of her muzzle. Bringing up her right paw, Tagrisja started softly rubbing Thomas' balls too, her plushy black butt shocking harder, her tail still squeezing the man's arm. Some sticky, slimy trickles already drizzled out of her swollen black pussy, and the cat increased the tempo of her head and her butt when she felt a wonderful climax brewing inside her soft body.\n\nShocking still harder, Tagrisja started rising up on her hing legs, lifting her butt into the air so she could push it backwards even harder. More and more trickles of her slimy feline cum ran down her plushy thighs, and as the tension rose in her body, she kept increasing the tempo of her head bobbing up and down over Thomas' hard dick. With her nimble tongue still working miracles on the man's throbbing member inside her muzzle, the sensual Flamelin quickly licked and sucked him over the edge. Groaning lustfully, Thomas bucked his hips hard when a thundering climax exploded from his body, making him shoot his warm load into Tagrisja's throat. At his explosion, Thomas jerked his right fingers hard and deep into the cat's swollen, dripping black pussy. With a yowl of lust, Tagrisja followed Thomas over the cliffs of relief, her orgasm shooting from her cramping, slippery black pussy in thick, sticky streams.\n\nSlowly relaxing, Tagrisja sank down flat out on the sofa, her lips still closed over Thomas' dick and her sticky black pussy still clasping his fingers. Breathing deeply, the fiery-striped black Flamelin raised her head a bit, letting the man's dick slip out of her muzzle. A sensual smile curled her cum-coated lips.\n \"Oh wow Tommy, that was wonderful!\"\n \"You said it,\" Thomas said gasping.\nTagrisja purred with a smile, resting her head in Thomas' lap again while wriggling a bit with her plushy black butt.\n \"Golly, do I want more, Tommy,\" she purred. \"I so need more, I'm feeling so hot.\"\nThomas drew a couple of deep breaths, regaining the control over himself, and he smiled at Tagrisja.\n \"Is the kitty in heat?\" he smiled. \"Well, that's still the way I prefer you to be. C'mere.\"\n\nHe slid over on his side on the sofa, wrapping his arms around Tagrisja's soft, warm body. The pretty fiery-striped Flamelin shivered pleasantly and rolled herself over to her back. Thomas let his hands wander through the satin fur on her chest and tummy, slowly reaching lower, leaning over Tagrisja's body as he went down. Eventually, he was more or less lying on the cat's shivering body, and he bent down his head, kissing his way over Tagrisja's tummy to her sticky, swollen pussy. The sensuous Flamelin shocked and moaned softly when the man's tongue touched her swollen, tingling black pussy, and she wrapped her forepaws around his waist, squeezing her eyes.\n\nUsing his tongue in the feline way he had inherited from his father, Thomas started licking away the sticky stains of cum in Tagrisja's glossy black fur, quickly moving on to caressing the cat's pussy with it. Tagrisja mewled ecstatically, swishing her sleek, slender tail and pressing her claws in Thomas' hips. New waves of tingles started shooting through her plushy body, making the Flamelin squirm and wriggle on the sofa, gasping lustfully with her eyes squeezed tightly. Quite soon the waves of tingles Thomas' tongue brought her crashed together in a tidal wave of fiery sparkles, washing all the sexual tension out of Tagrisja's body in a long, heavy orgasm. The cat outed a loud purring yowl as all her muscles stretched and trembled, keeping her shocking and shuddering for a few moments before relaxation struck and she sank back down on the sofa again.\n\nHaving cleaned all the slimy trickles of cum away from Tagrisja's swollen, cramping black pussy, Thomas slowly crawled around and lay down on the Flamelin's shivering body, pressing a soft kiss on her moisty lips with a smile. With her eyes still squeezed, Tagrisja again wrapped her forepaws around Thomas and answered his kiss passionately, her soft, warm tongue dancing around in his mouth, enjoying the taste of her own cum in the man's mouth. When she had caught her breath, Tagrisja let her tongue leave Thomas' mouth and trailed it over his entire face, softly pressing her nose against his and staring into his eyes with a smile. Her own clear orange eyes told him of her desire, and with a smile Thomas rose up and climbed off Tagrisja's body, giving her the chance to jump off the sofa herself.\n\nStanding next to the sofa, Tagrisja shook herself a little, cuddled herself up against Thomas' legs for a moment, and then sank through her forepaws, kneeling on the rug with her plushy black butt raised into the air, keeping her tail curled around her left flank. Knowing the Lordosis-position as no other since he was half feline himself, Thomas hesitated for not a single moment in sinking down to all fours, crawling up to Tagrisja and resting his chest on her back while wrapping his arms around her soft, warm body. The fiery-striped black Flamelin mewled softly with delight and hung her head between her forepaws a bit, pressing her soft furry butt backwards a bit, against Thomas' stomach. Leaning over Tagrisja, Thomas softly sank his teeth in the Flamelin's neck and consolidated his grip around her quivering body, drawing a deep breath when his stiff member brushed against Tagrisja's warm, sticky pussy.\n\nGently caressing the cat's tingling nipples with his fingers, Thomas leaned over Tagrisja even further, smothering a groan in the fur on her neck when his cock slipped between the swollen, slippery black lips of the fiery-striped Flamelin's warm, sticky pussy. A few heavily breathed, blissful moments both lovers stayed in their initial position, both reveling in the feeling of their sexual connection. Then a quiver of Tagrisja's body stirred Thomas into action, and he started on a slow tempo of gentle thrusting. Tagrisja mewled lustfully again and clawed the rug with her forepaws, pushing out her furry black butt to meet Thomas' slow thrusts. Not breaking his concentration nor his tempo, Thomas answered all of the fiery-striped Flamelin's counter-thrusts with his slow, deep thrusts, pulling himself almost out of Tagrisja only to push himself back in as deep as he could. At each thrust Tagrisja let out a growled purr of ecstacy, and she tried to get Thomas to speed up by increasing the tempo of her own counter-thrusts.\n\nEventually, Thomas did speed up his own tempo, feeling again the fluttering of fairy-wings in his stomach stirring up a wonderful climax. He released the grip of his teeth to Tagrisja's neck and started tenderly nibbling her large ears instead, his now faster thrusts making soft slurping sounds in the cat's slippery black pussy. Tagrisja gasped her purrs and counter-thrusted even harder, the fairy-wings already fluttering inside her own body as well. She trampled with her hind legs and clenched the muscles in her pussy, milking Thomas' dick as best as she could. Groaning lustfully, Thomas sped up his tempo some more, rising up a bit to lean even more over Tagrisja's trembling, shocking body. He sank his teeth in the cat's neck again at a last, hard thrust deep into Tagrisja's cramping, slippery black pussy, smothering his yowled groan when the storm of lust and passion broke loose in his body and made him pump his load deep inside his feline lover's plushy, fiery-striped body. At feeling the warm jets of Thomas' love shooting deep into her, Tagrisja threw her head in her neck and yowled lustfully when her body once again exploded in an orgasm as fiery as the stripes in her glossy black fur.\n\nA couple of slow, time-stopping moments long, Thomas and Tagrisja stayed in their tensed, trembling positions. Then the relaxation of sexual exhaustion and satisfaction washed over both of them, and they collapsed over each other on the rug, panting and purring, still entwined in each other. Only after a period of time Tagrisja rolled over a bit, so Thomas slid off her back. The fiery-striped Flamelin rolled over even further so she faced Thomas, and without opening her eyes she wrapped her forepaws around his body in a loving embrace and softly licked his face. Thomas also folded his arms around Tagrisja's soft, warm, plushy body and kissed her. Shortly after, the feline and the half-feline lover sank away in a deep, satisfied, blissful sleep, holding each other dearly, while on the background the soft humming of the huge aquarium's air-pump and the fizzling of the small oxygen-bubbles in the water gently sounded...", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The sun rose early on a calm and quiet morning in the land of Minnaluna. Jorbles awoke, shook and preened their colorful feathers, and then sang a greeting to the sun. In the creek and the large fen, Slaboobles and Fillymips came to the surface to greet the light. Here and there, between the ferns, an early Foofle was seen. At the waterfall tumbling down in the fen, Failillies fluttered around, settling down on the rocks to enjoy the fine mist of the waterfall on their delicate, colorful bodies.
Some way furtheron, in the village, curtains behind the window of one of the cottages were opened. A moment later the window opened. From inside, a soft, sleepy, and slightly disappointed moan was heard.
     "Tommy, do you have to go this early?"
     "I'm sorry, sweetie," sounded another voice, a male voice. "I really don't like it either, but I'm still forced to work early this week. I promise you I'll try to be home a bit earlier tonight, okay?"
The first voice, a female voice, mumbled something, sleepily, and still disappointedly. For some time after, all was quiet again. Then, after another period of time, the front door of the cottage opened, and the owners of the voice stepped outside.

At first glance, you would say it were a man and his pet... well, puma. At second glance, however, you'd right away check that. First off, the puma didn't look at all like a puma. Alright, it was a very large feline, her back reaching up to the man's hips, and she walked on all fours like any quadruped. Her fur, on the other hand, was a deep, glossy black, india ink black, and it had a most unusual patterning. The pattern itself most resembled that of a tiger, or maybe a tabby cat. The color of the stripes however was a mix of red, yellow and orange, the color of fire, and the stripes were as frilly as flames too, as were the rings around her long, sleek tail. No puma looked liked that. This feline, in fact, was a Flamelin, and a very pretty representative of this special species for all that. Her fiery flaming pattern contrasted beautifully with the infinitely deep black of her fur, which was sleek and glossy, gleaming in the milky early morning light. Her eyes were a deep, fiery orange, sparkling like the purest ambers. Her body was lithe and slender, her legs strong but graceful, her feet looking as if they had been made from the softest velvet available.

The man also wasn't exactly what you would expect a human man to be. Standing a lean six feet five tall and dressed in a pair of vanilla-colored cotton trousers and a light blue button-up shirt, at first glance he looked just like any other man leaving his house for work in the morning. But a second glance showed that this man did not have an ordinary beard and mustache. The color already was an indication; a clear greyish blue. And when looking better, the greyish blue hair on this man's face would more properly be described as whiskers and cheek-ruffs. The hair on his head was the same greyish blue color, and when you looked even better, you could tell that from under the sleeves of his shirt, the same greyish blue hair was coming, covering the backs of his hands up to where his fingers started. No, this definitely was no ordinary man. He was, in fact, one of the many... well, half-breeds, the result of the mixing of a human and one of the large mammals from Minnaluna. His mother was human, his father had been a greyblue and white Flamelin.

Long, long ago these relationships already occurred. The quadruped mammals of Minnaluna (and there were many of them, felines, canines, vulpines, lapines, ursines, equines, name it) had had no problems at all sharing their world and their enterprises with the humans. Every species got along with the other, and from the sharing of buildings, the working and living together in a community, inevitably relations of love had developed, and from these relationships a new species had evolved, these half humans, half something else. And of course, from there on, more new kinds saw the light of day. A half-breed having a relationship with a full human produced quart-breeds; people having more human assets but still a little bit of his or her furry part visible, and a half-breed having a relationship with one of the Minnaluna resident furry mammals produced quart-breeds also, but then more furry with just a few human assets visible. And from there on, when these quart-breeds had a relationship with either a human or a furry, it produced fully fledged humans or furries, and the circle was closed again. All these half- and quart-breeds had trouble-freely been accepted in the community, after all they were nothing more nor less than the fully fledged people.

In the milky light of the early morning dawn, the half-feline man pressed a soft kiss on the nose of the pretty female Flamelin. The fiery-striped black cat sat on the front porch with her whiskers drooping a bit, looking after the man as he walked to his old Chevrolet Bel Air, got in and drove off. It really was a very nice car to look at; from 1957 and as retro as you could get, with white-wall tyres and smooth hubcaps, a white roof and side-trim, and shiny chrome all over. The car was painted in a glossy, soft peach-orange color, and over the sides was a large picture of the fiery-striped black Flamelin. But even the beauty of the car could not cheer the cat up that morning. She sat looking after it until it rounded the corner, with her whiskers drooping and her rather large ears pointing sideways. Then she sighed a bit, got up and trudged back into the cottage through the open front door. A flick of her long, slender tail closed the door.

Inside, the pretty Flamelin walked into the living room and flopped down on the rug in the middle of the room with a sigh. For quite some time she just lay there, dozing a bit. Each time she awoke, her gaze trailed around the living room, taking in the comfy furniture, the huge aquarium against one wall, the big green plants in tubs in the corners, the flowering plants in the windowsills, the fireplace, and the patches of sunlight slowly creeping across the floor as the sun slowly rose higher in the sky. And each time she sighed a bit and rested her head on her forepaws, because what she wanted to see in that living room the most had left for work.

Finally shaking off her slight lethargy, the fiery-striped black Flamelin rose up from the rug, stepped over to the back door and opened it to let in the fresh air and the song of the Jorbles, and then turned to the huge aquarium that covered almost all of the west wall of the cottage. It was hers, and it was about time she attended to it. After having lifted the lid with her nose, the cat opened a small cabinet under the glass tank and took out a canister filled with small colorful flakes. Softly tapping the glass with one paw, the pretty Flamelin held the canister over the aquarium and sprinkled some of the flakes onto the surface of the water. After that she put the canister away and closed both the cabinet and the aquarium's lid, and she sat watching for a while how the colorful Buppymups and Slaboobles swam to the surface and started eating the colorful flakes.

A small smile curled the cat's black lips when her pride, a marble-patterned blue and yellow SpeckleFlutter, appeared from behind a small formation of rocks overgrown with Kelpy-weed, floated to the surface and grabbed a mouthful of the flakes, quickly disappearing behind the rocks with them again. SpeckleFlutters more or less looked like miniature electric rays, and they had the prettiest of colors and patterns, but it were very shy fish, and they almost never showed themselves.
     "Pretty fish, pretty fish, pretty pretty pretty fish," the Flamelin murmured under her breath, softly touching the glass with a paw. "Show yourself a bit more, you're so beautiful to look at." She tapped the glass with her paw when two of the Slaboobles started chasing each other. "Hey, don't fight, you pair of veil-tails. You'll damage your tailfins, and... oh! Are you two still in there as well?"

The clear orange eyes of the Flamelin followed the languid movement of a pair of black and red Camoneps that had suddenly appeared from behind a rock-formation in the far corner of the aquarium. Another smile started decorating her face as she looked at the slender black fish with their deep crimson tails and fins calmly swimming from one side to another.
     "I thought you two had died, I haven't seen you in weeks," she murmured. "Why have you been hiding for so long? Been up to something? Hmm, at least you obviously have been," she added, directing her look at a rather bloated cyan-colored Muppywup. "I see the family's expanding again, hm?"

The pretty, fiery-striped black Flamelin kept her softly murmured, one-sided conversation up for quite a while, dreamily staring into her aquarium. It was the one thing in the cottage that was truly hers and hers only, and she had a feeling for it that could be described as a passion. Unlike what you might think of a cat, she loved the fish for their beauty and elegance, and there were only very very few things she liked better than looking at her aquarium, and keeping it in perfect condition. She could just so float on the wings of daydream when staring into her tranquil underwater world, at the slow swaying of the plants and the languid movements of the colorful fish. And she just loved softly talking to her aquarium, even though she knew there of course was no way in the world the fish would understand her, or even hear her. But it brought her a peace of mind nothing else could give her, and it even had gotten so far that she couldn't get to sleep anymore if there was not the background sound of a quietly humming air-pump and the soft bubbling of the constant stream of tiny oxygen-bubbles in the water.

Sitting at the huge aquarium and staring into it silently and dreamily, the pretty flame-striped Flamelin sighed a bit, feeling her peace of mind returning. Her mind drifted to the times she and her half-human, half-feline companion had gone to the zoo to go into the enormous walk-through aquarium they had there, and the times they had gone diving in the fen or the sea. Yes, this also was quite unlike what one would expect from a cat, but this pretty black Flamelin actually was a good scuba-diver, and it was one of the things she loved doing the most. It was her chance to actually be in that tranquil, silent underwater world and looking at everything from close by. For a moment she thought on packing her scuba-gear and going out to the fen, but then she shook her head. You should never go diving all by yourself, not even when you were an experienced diver. That was the number 1 rule of the scuba-diving sport; always have someone with you in case something might go wrong.

So, instead, she just took one of her detective novels from the book case, went outside with it and lay down on a comfy garden chair standing on the back porch. Quite soon she was engaged in the intriguing story, and she buried herself in the book, forgetting everything around her like a good book could make her do. Only around noon did she stop reading for a while, because her stomach indicated lunchtime. She made herself some grilled cheese-sandwiches (her favorite kind of sandwiches) and poured herself a large glass of milk, and with that she went back outside. Munching her sandwiches and sipping the milk, she started reading again, getting absorbed in the story. Halfway through the book her keen mind had already figured out who had committed the murder, and it was kinda funny to hear her muttering soft comments on the things she read.

A couple of hours later she had finished her book, and she lay it down on the small table next to the garden chair she was lying on. Her gaze swept over the back garden as she relaxed on the chair, taking in the flowerbeds, the lush green bushes and trees, and the pond with the fountain. A soft smile crept onto her face, and she sank down on her back on the chair completely, drawing a deep breath. The rays of the sun just reached under the roof of the porch, and they cast warm spots of light on the pretty Flamelin's glossy deep black fur, making the fiery stripes look even more like flickering flames. Slowly squeezing her eyes and outing a soft churr, the pretty cat ran a forepaw over her chest, the shiny black pads under her paw drawing small figures through her fur. Another soft sigh escaped the cat's lips when her sensitive paw-pads touched her evenly sensitive dark pink nipples. Responding in instinctive anticipation, the lovely Flamelin's dark pink nipples erected, stiffened up, sending tickling waves of warm tingles through her body.

The fiery-striped black cat shivered and outed another delighted sigh. Moving her paw slowly, she rubbed her sensitive, tingling nipples in circles, shivering at each wave of tingles shooting through her body. They waved from her nipples to the tips of her large ears, turned around and waved back down through her body, collecting in her tummy, and from there slowly dancing lower, to her black pussy. The velvety lips swelled, and droplets of glimmering moisture caught the sunlight as the pretty Flamelin spread her hind legs with a quivering moan. Keeping her left paw on her sensitive nipples, she slowly moved her right paw along the line of her flank, over her belly, and down to her swollen black pussy. Another ecstatic moan rolled from her moisty lips when her warm, sensitive paw-pads touched her swollen pussy. She squeezed her eyes and spread her hind legs even further, rubbing her longing black pussy up and down with the warm, shiny black pads of her right paw while her left paw kept caressing her tingling nipples. Her tail and whiskers twitched ecstatically, and her rolling purrs started to sound gurglish as saliva leaked from her mouth and coated her lips.

Steadily increasing the pressure and the tempo of her rubbing, the cat rolled her head from left to right with tightly squeezed eyes as she reached for the cloud-enveloped peaks of orgasmic relief. Her rolling purrs changed into growls of sexual delight, interspersed with lustful outcries voicing the vision she kept in her mind during her sensual play.
     "Ah! Ah! Yes! Oh! Tommy! Yes! Ah! Yes! Tommy! I'm..! I'm..! Ah! Oh! Yes! Tommy! Please! I'm..! I'm..!" In a last desperate attempt to quickly reach her relief, the cat let her left paw also slide down her sun-warmed tummy and firmly rubbed her swollen, dripping black pussy with both her paws. Her body tensed up in a sudden spasm as the orgasmic relief suddenly crashed through her, making her squeal out her lust. "Yes Tommy, yeeeeesssss! Ooohh yeeesssss! I'm cooomiiingngng! Ohh... ohh... ohh y-y-yesssss..."

Shuddering and trembling, both paws on her cramping black pussy from which slimy trickles steadily drizzled down, the Flamelin slowly sank down on the garden chair in relaxation, panting and purring. Only after quite some time, when she had caught her breath, she slowly brought up her forepaws and licked them clean one by one, purring with a smile. Then she rolled over to her side a bit, getting more comfortable on the chair, and she slowly dozed off again into a delightful snooze, a relaxed cat-nap. She softly purred under her breath. As she sank away deeper in sleep, every now and then her hind feet or her tail trembled a bit, and her whiskers twitched.

Not knowing exactly how long she had slept, the fiery-striped black Flamelin suddenly woke up when her large ears caught the sound of a car-door slamming shut somewhere at the front of the cottage. Drowsily raising her head and rubbing her eyes with one paw, the cat cocked her ears when a moment after the front door of the cottage also slammed, and a male voice called out her name.
     "Tagrisja! I'm home, sweetie!"
     "Tommy!" the fiery-striped black Flamelin, obviously bearing the beautiful name of Tagrisja, called out. Being wide awake on instant, she jumped up from the garden chair and ran into the cottage, up to her half-feline, half-human man. Rearing up on her hind legs, she placed her forepaws on the man's shoulders and kissed him. "Tommy! I've missed you! I'm so glad you're home! And so early!"
The man, whose actual name was Thomas, smiled and hugged the fiery-striped black Flamelin Tagrisja with his right arm, holding a bag in his left hand.
     "I promised you I'd try to be home a bit earlier today, sweetie, hadn't I?" he smiled. He let go of Tagrisja and bent over to press a soft kiss upside her head. "And I even brought you something, to make up for all those days I had to work so early the last three weeks."
     "Ohh, you shouldn't have," Tagrisja smiled, holding her head a bit tilted. "But nevertheless, I love presents!"
     "And you'll especially love this one, I'm sure," Thomas smiled.

He put the bag he was holding on the floor and knelt down, reaching into the bag with both hands. When he lifted his hands again, Tagrisja curiously looked at what it was Thomas took out of the bag. It was a small rectangular container, and the fiery-striped black Flamelin immediately recognized it. It was one of the special transport-containers the pet store gave you when you had bought a fish. The container had an air-tight lid and two hooks at the underside, with which you could hang it on the edge of your aquarium to let the water in the container get to the same temperature as the water in your aquarium. When that had happened, the lid would open automatically, allowing the fish in the container to get out into your aquarium.
Tagrisja smiled when she recognized the container Thomas held up for her, but her smile froze when she saw just what kind of fish was inside it. For one thing, it was not one fish, but it were three. And Tagrisja's big, bright orange eyes filled with tears when she saw it were two elegant Fillymips, one lilac and the other baby-blue in color, and the third fish was a crimson and silver, marble-patterned baby SpeckleFlutter.
     "O-oh... Tommy..." the fiery-striped black cat gasped, her voice quivering. "I... I don't know what to say..."
     "'Thank you' is a quite popular choice," Thomas said with a smile.
Tagrisja wrapped her forepaws around Tommy's neck and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his neck while drawing a deep breath.
     "I... I can't believe you bought me those," she whispered, her voice still slightly unsteady. "Those Fillymips... they're so precious, so valuable. A-and... a SpeckleFlutter. Those are the most expensive and hardest to come by. How... how did you..."
     "I was just lucky enough to find one, sweetie," Thomas smiled. He freed himself from Tagrisja's embrace. "Now, c'mon, let's give these fishies a new home, shall we?"

Tagrisja nodded with a smile, running a forepaw over her eyes. She stepped over to her huge aquarium and lifted the lid. Thomas carefully turned the special plex transport-container upside down and lowered it into the water, securing it from sinking to the bottom by placing the hooks over the edge of the aquarium. Then he sat down on the floor, facing the aquarium. Tagrisja sat down next to him, snuggled up against him and with a forepaw wrapped around him, looking at the Muppywups and Slaboobles in her aquarium curiously swimming up to the container to see what that was.

After about fifteen minutes, the temperature of the water in the container apparently was equal to the temperature of the water in the aquarium, for the lid of the container unlocked and slowly sank open. The crimson and silver baby SpeckleFlutter right away swam down to the bottom and disappeared between the plants. The Fillymips, elegant creatures that they were, calmly drifted out of the container and started on an explore of their new roomy surroundings. Thomas removed the container and put it back in the bag, since he had to return it to the pet store, and Tagrisja closed the lid of her aquarium, looking at Fillymips nuzzling the waterplants with a happy sigh.
     "Oh Thomas, I really can't believe you bought those for me," she said softly.
     "It was the best way I could think of to make you happy after three weeks of having to leave you very early in the morning for a long day's work, sweetie," Thomas smiled. "And I even still have to leave you so early tomorrow and Friday, but from next week on my schedule is back to normal again."
     "Yes, you really made me so very happy with this," Tagrisja said with a smile. "Thank you so much."

She kissed Thomas, and with a smile he softly scritched her between her large ears, drawing a purr from her. He sat down on the sofa and propped his feet up on the coffee table, switching on the TV. Tagrisja also hopped onto the sofa, resting her forepaws and head on Thomas' lap, and she outed another happy sigh. Thomas put his right hand on the back of Tagrisja's head, and slowly he let it slide all the way over her shoulders and her back, to the base of her tail, from where he brought it back to the pretty fiery-striped black Flamelin's head to repeat the movement.

Tagrisja squeezed her eyes and purred, and when Thomas' hand had again reached the base of her tail she swished her tail around and curled it around Thomas' arm, wordlessly asking him to keep his hand on that part of her body. Smiling, Thomas gently caressed the base of the cat's tail, every now and then letting his fingers slide along the curves of her plushy thighs. Tagrisja drew a deep breath and wriggled with her hind quarters a bit, feeling her velvety black pussy swelling up again under her man's tender caresses on the base of her tail and her plushy thighs.

Feeling the radiating warmth of the pretty fiery-striped black Flamelin's erogenous regions, Thomas again let his fingers slide down along the line of Tagrisja's thighs, and then slowly back up, touching her swollen, warm, moisty black pussy. A soft shock coursed through Tagrisja's body, and she outed a soft moan of delight, curling her tail a bit tighter around Thomas' arm. With a slight grin, Thomas felt the peaky tufts of fur on and around Tagrisja's warm velvety pussy, and he correctly guessed she had been pawing herself earlier that day. Making his fingers describe slow, small circles, Thomas started tenderly caressing the Flamelin's swollen, longing black pussy. Tagrisja shocked a bit again and softly moaned between her purrs.
     "Owhh yes, Thomassss," she sighed. Suddenly she lifted her head a bit and smiled, her big bright orange eyes twinkling. "Oh yes, I am going to give you one nice reward as a thank-you for buying me those wonderful fish."

She rose up a little on the sofa, put the claws of her right paw in the waistband of Thomas' light cotton summer trousers and pulled them down. Resting her head in Thomas' lap again, she teased him a little with letting her warm breath flow from her nostrils over his dick, every now and then rubbing her cool, moisty nose-pad along the length of it. Thomas let out a moan and sagged a bit on the sofa, the fingers of his right hand still on Tagrisja's warm, moisty black pussy, the fingers of his left hand now caressing the base of her ears. Having teased Thomas' dick to full capacity, Tagrisja pushed out her soft, moisty pink tongue a bit and started slowly dragging it along the length of Thomas' dick. Each time she reached the head of it, she let her tongue describe a small circle, leaving a trail of warm saliva on the head of Thomas' dick before going back down. Thomas moaned deeper and slid his right fingers up and down over the juicy slit between the velvety black lips of Tagrisja's moisty pussy, making the cat's body shock in time with his.

With softly gasped purrs, Tagrisja pushed out her soft furry butt a bit, making Thomas' fingers slip between the swollen, tingling lips of her warm black pussy. At the same time she lifted her head a bit again, with her mouth slightly opened. Very slowly, she let her head sink back down, closing her soft, moisty lips over Thomas' dick. She let her soft, warm tongue slither around the man's cock as she slowly let it slide into her muzzle an inch at a time. Thomas sagged even more on the sofa, running his right fingers up through the wet slit of Tagrisja's longing pussy and gently rolling the cat's sensitive clit between his fingers. Tagrisja purred appreciatively and let her head sink down the last bit so her cool, moisty nose pressed against Thomas' stomach. With his hard member now completely inside her muzzle, the fiery-striped black Flamelin let her tongue slither around it a bit faster, pushing her soft furry butt out in soft, rhythmic shocks.

Answering the soft thrusts of Tagrisja's plushy black butt, Thomas let his right fingers slip in and out of her slippery black pussy, groaning delightedly when the cat started slowly bobbing her head up and down. Her nimble tongue still slithered around his dick like a snake, and with her warm, slimy saliva lubricating it, it effortlessly slid in and out of her muzzle. Bringing up her right paw, Tagrisja started softly rubbing Thomas' balls too, her plushy black butt shocking harder, her tail still squeezing the man's arm. Some sticky, slimy trickles already drizzled out of her swollen black pussy, and the cat increased the tempo of her head and her butt when she felt a wonderful climax brewing inside her soft body.

Shocking still harder, Tagrisja started rising up on her hing legs, lifting her butt into the air so she could push it backwards even harder. More and more trickles of her slimy feline cum ran down her plushy thighs, and as the tension rose in her body, she kept increasing the tempo of her head bobbing up and down over Thomas' hard dick. With her nimble tongue still working miracles on the man's throbbing member inside her muzzle, the sensual Flamelin quickly licked and sucked him over the edge. Groaning lustfully, Thomas bucked his hips hard when a thundering climax exploded from his body, making him shoot his warm load into Tagrisja's throat. At his explosion, Thomas jerked his right fingers hard and deep into the cat's swollen, dripping black pussy. With a yowl of lust, Tagrisja followed Thomas over the cliffs of relief, her orgasm shooting from her cramping, slippery black pussy in thick, sticky streams.

Slowly relaxing, Tagrisja sank down flat out on the sofa, her lips still closed over Thomas' dick and her sticky black pussy still clasping his fingers. Breathing deeply, the fiery-striped black Flamelin raised her head a bit, letting the man's dick slip out of her muzzle. A sensual smile curled her cum-coated lips.
     "Oh wow Tommy, that was wonderful!"
     "You said it," Thomas said gasping.
Tagrisja purred with a smile, resting her head in Thomas' lap again while wriggling a bit with her plushy black butt.
     "Golly, do I want more, Tommy," she purred. "I so need more, I'm feeling so hot."
Thomas drew a couple of deep breaths, regaining the control over himself, and he smiled at Tagrisja.
     "Is the kitty in heat?" he smiled. "Well, that's still the way I prefer you to be. C'mere."

He slid over on his side on the sofa, wrapping his arms around Tagrisja's soft, warm body. The pretty fiery-striped Flamelin shivered pleasantly and rolled herself over to her back. Thomas let his hands wander through the satin fur on her chest and tummy, slowly reaching lower, leaning over Tagrisja's body as he went down. Eventually, he was more or less lying on the cat's shivering body, and he bent down his head, kissing his way over Tagrisja's tummy to her sticky, swollen pussy. The sensuous Flamelin shocked and moaned softly when the man's tongue touched her swollen, tingling black pussy, and she wrapped her forepaws around his waist, squeezing her eyes.

Using his tongue in the feline way he had inherited from his father, Thomas started licking away the sticky stains of cum in Tagrisja's glossy black fur, quickly moving on to caressing the cat's pussy with it. Tagrisja mewled ecstatically, swishing her sleek, slender tail and pressing her claws in Thomas' hips. New waves of tingles started shooting through her plushy body, making the Flamelin squirm and wriggle on the sofa, gasping lustfully with her eyes squeezed tightly. Quite soon the waves of tingles Thomas' tongue brought her crashed together in a tidal wave of fiery sparkles, washing all the sexual tension out of Tagrisja's body in a long, heavy orgasm. The cat outed a loud purring yowl as all her muscles stretched and trembled, keeping her shocking and shuddering for a few moments before relaxation struck and she sank back down on the sofa again.

Having cleaned all the slimy trickles of cum away from Tagrisja's swollen, cramping black pussy, Thomas slowly crawled around and lay down on the Flamelin's shivering body, pressing a soft kiss on her moisty lips with a smile. With her eyes still squeezed, Tagrisja again wrapped her forepaws around Thomas and answered his kiss passionately, her soft, warm tongue dancing around in his mouth, enjoying the taste of her own cum in the man's mouth. When she had caught her breath, Tagrisja let her tongue leave Thomas' mouth and trailed it over his entire face, softly pressing her nose against his and staring into his eyes with a smile. Her own clear orange eyes told him of her desire, and with a smile Thomas rose up and climbed off Tagrisja's body, giving her the chance to jump off the sofa herself.

Standing next to the sofa, Tagrisja shook herself a little, cuddled herself up against Thomas' legs for a moment, and then sank through her forepaws, kneeling on the rug with her plushy black butt raised into the air, keeping her tail curled around her left flank. Knowing the Lordosis-position as no other since he was half feline himself, Thomas hesitated for not a single moment in sinking down to all fours, crawling up to Tagrisja and resting his chest on her back while wrapping his arms around her soft, warm body. The fiery-striped black Flamelin mewled softly with delight and hung her head between her forepaws a bit, pressing her soft furry butt backwards a bit, against Thomas' stomach. Leaning over Tagrisja, Thomas softly sank his teeth in the Flamelin's neck and consolidated his grip around her quivering body, drawing a deep breath when his stiff member brushed against Tagrisja's warm, sticky pussy.

Gently caressing the cat's tingling nipples with his fingers, Thomas leaned over Tagrisja even further, smothering a groan in the fur on her neck when his cock slipped between the swollen, slippery black lips of the fiery-striped Flamelin's warm, sticky pussy. A few heavily breathed, blissful moments both lovers stayed in their initial position, both reveling in the feeling of their sexual connection. Then a quiver of Tagrisja's body stirred Thomas into action, and he started on a slow tempo of gentle thrusting. Tagrisja mewled lustfully again and clawed the rug with her forepaws, pushing out her furry black butt to meet Thomas' slow thrusts. Not breaking his concentration nor his tempo, Thomas answered all of the fiery-striped Flamelin's counter-thrusts with his slow, deep thrusts, pulling himself almost out of Tagrisja only to push himself back in as deep as he could. At each thrust Tagrisja let out a growled purr of ecstacy, and she tried to get Thomas to speed up by increasing the tempo of her own counter-thrusts.

Eventually, Thomas did speed up his own tempo, feeling again the fluttering of fairy-wings in his stomach stirring up a wonderful climax. He released the grip of his teeth to Tagrisja's neck and started tenderly nibbling her large ears instead, his now faster thrusts making soft slurping sounds in the cat's slippery black pussy. Tagrisja gasped her purrs and counter-thrusted even harder, the fairy-wings already fluttering inside her own body as well. She trampled with her hind legs and clenched the muscles in her pussy, milking Thomas' dick as best as she could. Groaning lustfully, Thomas sped up his tempo some more, rising up a bit to lean even more over Tagrisja's trembling, shocking body. He sank his teeth in the cat's neck again at a last, hard thrust deep into Tagrisja's cramping, slippery black pussy, smothering his yowled groan when the storm of lust and passion broke loose in his body and made him pump his load deep inside his feline lover's plushy, fiery-striped body. At feeling the warm jets of Thomas' love shooting deep into her, Tagrisja threw her head in her neck and yowled lustfully when her body once again exploded in an orgasm as fiery as the stripes in her glossy black fur.

A couple of slow, time-stopping moments long, Thomas and Tagrisja stayed in their tensed, trembling positions. Then the relaxation of sexual exhaustion and satisfaction washed over both of them, and they collapsed over each other on the rug, panting and purring, still entwined in each other. Only after a period of time Tagrisja rolled over a bit, so Thomas slid off her back. The fiery-striped Flamelin rolled over even further so she faced Thomas, and without opening her eyes she wrapped her forepaws around his body in a loving embrace and softly licked his face. Thomas also folded his arms around Tagrisja's soft, warm, plushy body and kissed her. Shortly after, the feline and the half-feline lover sank away in a deep, satisfied, blissful sleep, holding each other dearly, while on the background the soft humming of the huge aquarium's air-pump and the fizzling of the small oxygen-bubbles in the water gently sounded...", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Minnaluna story 01", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "219" }