Valentine’s day. The day when animals all over paired up with the ones they love to show their affection through physical intimacy. So it was for fourteen-year-old Amanda and her new boyfriend, seventeen-year-old Xander. Her mother had dropped her off at a house that she had said was one of her girl-friends, since dating boys was off the table with her.

Amanda waved goodbye to her mother as she approached the front door, and only knocked when she had driven away. Xander himself answered, and let her inside, then led her to his bedroom. The moment his bedroom door shut, they were locked in a warm embrace, which led to an extended make-out session against the edge of the bed.

The young couple had planned this out way in advance, and knew what was coming. Amanda had sworn to herself that she would go “all the way” with someone on Valentine’s day the year she started high school, and here she was. She enjoyed kissing Xander; his mouth locked against hers, pressing but never forceful, his paws over her back and tangled in her long, dark hair, their bodies pressed up against each other.

They had only been dating for three months, but she was in love. She knew more than ever in that moment that she had made a wonderful decision in choosing him to give herself fully to. He was kind, and gorgeous, and knew a lot about romance. And so they set a date, Valentine’s Day, when they would be together in the most intimate and romantic of ways. 

All of this ran through her mind as they kissed. Her body reacted in the way teenage bodies do; filled with breathless elation, heart pounding through her chest, and warmth filling her entirely. While she was fairly new to such intimacy from another, she knew the feeling of sexual arousal, having explored her hormone-fueled body with paws and household objects since the age of eleven. She felt herself become turned on as they made out, feeling the sensation of the lacy panties she had ordered discreetly on the internet press against her hot sex. 

After about 20 minutes of kissing, Xander pulls back.

“Ready for more?” he asks with half-lidded eyes.

Amanda’s heart skips a beat at the suggestion, but she’s certain in her choices. “Yes, I want to go all the way.”

Xander’s face breaks in a familiar lopsided grin. “Well, there’s some steps before that. We’ll need to build up to...going all the way.”

Amanda blushes through her white fur, but nods, letting him take the lead.

Xander puts his paws on Amanda’s shoulders, sitting her down on the edge of the bed. He hooks his thumbs underneath her shirt and pulls it up over her head. Amanda lets him, raising up her arms to allow the garment off and sits with only her bra covering her small breasts.

Xander’s eyes flick down to her chest then back to her eyes. “So cute,” he says, making Amanda blush even more. He continues by bringing his paws to the front of her jeans, undoing the button and pulling down the zipper. Heart pounding, Amanda assists by reaching behind her to undo the snap above the base of her tail to free her pants, and her boyfriend slowly pulls them down. His eyes pause a few seconds on her lingerie, before looking up at Amanda, a sexy grin back on his face.

Amanda squirms underneath his penetrating gaze. “I, uh, bought them just for tonight. Do you...like them?”

Xander chuckles. “Yeah, very hot, just like you.” He finishes pulling off her pants, leaving her in only her underwear and ankle-high socks.

Amanda beams at the praise.

Xander lays himself between Amanda’s legs and presses his lips against hers again, kissing her deeply. Amanda moans softly into the kiss as she feels her flower spread its petals against the soft silk of her panties, wetting them slightly with her arousal. As they kiss, Xander palms her breasts. The burgeoning flesh and lacy, padded bra fills his paws neatly. Amanda squeals feeling another rush between her legs, her panties clinging wetly to her swollen flower.

A new feeling registers to her as the tips of her perky A-cup breasts grow and rub against the inside of her bra. Her kissing becomes more hungry and frantic as lust overtakes her young mind. On a whim, her paws go to the front of her bra, undoing the clasp and letting it fall free, exposing her bare skin to her lover.

Xander breaks off and murrs deeply in his throat at this new development, but without pause, he presses his muzzle against her right breast, his lips clasping onto the nipple. Amanda gasps at the touch. She puts her paw behind Xander’s head, petting and running her fingers through his hair as he suckles her like a newborn babe. Suddenly, thoughts hit her imagination of all the beautiful babies she’ll have with him at her breasts, feeding them life-giving nourishment from her own amazing body. The fantasy sends wave after wave of heat to her sex, making her feel wetter than she ever has before. 

Xander moves over to her left breast, sucking on the tip and kneading his paw into her right. He’s so good at this! Amanda moans openly now, her hips moving out of her control as they press up against Xander’s slim waist, desperate for contact. Xander releases her nipple with a wet smack, and Amanda’s paws move straight to her breasts in his stead, pinching and stroking her erect nipples.

Xander plants soft kisses down her chest, her waist, over her navel and down lower to the hem of her soaked panties. 

Amanda is driven beyond sense now. “Please...Please…” she begs, her voice a soft whimper.

“Please, what?” Xander murmurs back in a husky growl, a teasing note in his voice.

“Please touch me!”

“And where should I touch you, my sweet?”

“My pussy!’ She cries out louder. “Touch it, kiss it, lick it, put yourself inside me! Anything!” Amanda lies back, eyes shut tightly with unfulfilled lust as she continues to tweak her over-stimulated nipples.

“As my Princess commands,” he replies with a grin. He takes the clasp of Amanda’s panties at her left hip into his mouth, and using only his tongue and teeth, opens it. With deliberate slowness, Xander pulls back the fine silk from Amanda’s flower. Silvery strings of her own natural lubrication cling to the fabric before snapping back to her body as he pulls it away.

The cooler air of the room hits the overcharged flesh, exciting Amanda further, making her flower twitch and ooze more fluid. She can actually feel her flower bloom wider and harder than ever and drops of her wetness spill out and run down her lower lips to her tail. As if seeing a tasty treat, Xander’s wide tongue lolls out of his mouth and in one motion, slurps up the liquid that had dripped down to her tail, all the way up to her navel, coating everything liberally in his hot saliva.

The effect is immediate. Xander’s hot tongue sends pure pleasure racing through Amanda’s young frame, breaking her control and sending her crying lewdly and crashing through her first orgasm caused by another animal. She digs her sharp claws into the soft flesh of her breasts, the pain adding to the pleasure, and her insides contract and ripple, and sprays Xander with a gout of hot, feminine cum. He moans out loud at the unexpected shower, but quickly gets the hint and buries his muzzle back into the twitching flower, lapping and slurping up everything that comes out. Amanda is sent to heights unimagined, prolonging the powerful orgasm for as long as her body can take it.

Ever before Amanda’s pleasure can fully come down, he stands and unzips the front of his pants. He reaches in and pulls out his fully-erect penis through his underwear and jeans. He strokes himself off a few times, making thick drops of his own lubrication bubble out from the tip, quickly coating his shaft with the slippery wetness. Xander grabs Amanda’s hips and pulls her closer toward the edge of the bed, and with a soft gasp, he presses the pointed tip of his dick into Amanda’s tight, yet very wet, pussy. 

Amanda was confused before when Xander’s muzzle left her flower, but now she understands what was happening. 
“Do it Xander! Take me! I’m yours!” She cries out.

Needing no further invitation, he holds onto Amanda’s hips, and with one forceful thrust, he pushes past the young girl’s natural defenses to the hilt with a grunt, taking her fully as his mate. 

Amanda experiences a brief flash of pain, then nothing but hot pleasure wash over her again as the walls of her insides stretch to accommodate the larger male. The brand new sensation of fullness is one that Amanda never knew she wanted as much as she does at that moment. The bright nova of her love for him explodes in her mind as she becomes his mate, doubling and doubling as they remain connected. Xander lays over her again, and presses his lips to hers. The kissing is less frantic than before, yet just as—or even more so—tender as before. 

Xander begins to move inside her as they kiss. Long, luxurious thrusts which culminate in bright starbursts in both their minds as his sensitive tip knocks against her cervix, and his hard abs press against her sensitive clitoris. The copious amounts of nectar she’s producing making each move glide wetly. Amanda wraps her arms around her lover, gripping the back of his tee shirt. Xander’s hands grope and massage her breasts while supporting his body with his elbows.

The mating quickens and slows as Xander tries to keep in time with Amanda’s body. Their mutual arousal builds and builds, until Xander can sense his mate is getting close again by the way her inner muscles contract tightly around him. At last, knowing it’s time, Xander breaks the kiss and looks Amanda in the eyes. With an unspoken sign, she nods at him, and Xander mates her as hard as he can manage. With a wet gasp, his narrow tip finds purchase against her cervix and he empties himself into her womb. Amanda’s eyes snap open wide, feeling the burning gush of his hot seed fill an even deeper part of her body, and an instant later a second orgasm crashes into her, somehow blazing even brighter than the first.

Their eyes meet and lock to each other as they simultaneously climax. His: the color of the sky, as high above as he’s making her feel; and hers: a bright green, as verdant as a spring meadow, bringing him peace at last.

The couple stare into each other’s eyes until their bodies begin to relax; tightened muscles loosening, breath catching back up, fiery passion burning down to warm embers. Xander lays his head against Amanda’s neck, breathing in her scent, remaining connected to her in the most intimate of ways. A minute passes, and he feels himself soften inside of her, his sex shrinking and pulling out of her. With a sigh, he pulls himself out fully and rises back to his footpaws, feeling himself twitch and retract back into his furred sheath. Amanda sits up on the edge of the bed and puts a paw against her closing flower, cupping it in her palm in an attempt to keep his seed inside her body.

Xander takes a few tissues from his nightstand and cleans himself off before closing his pants back up, and offers Amanda some to do the same. She places them against her sex before replacing her panties to protect them from leaks, redresses herself in her clothing, and rises onto wobbly legs.

Xander looks into his mates eyes again. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Amanda,” he says with that characteristic grin.

Amanda smiles back, tears of brightest joy sparkling her eyes. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Xander.”