When they arrived at her house, Joseph the Snow Leopard and Gena the black Timber Wolf scarcely had a moment to share a brief kiss before they grabbed up their purchases and rushed into the house. They had guests coming over and the last thing they wanted was the house to smell like all the sex they’d been having the past two days. Open went all the windows and little Gena ran around picking up all the discarded clothes while Joseph sprayed air freshener around. No sooner had they finished with that did they close all the windows again and hear a car pull into the driveway. Knowing it had to be Misha and Athaisce, Joseph made his way towards the front door, kneeling to pick up a pair of panties from the floor and tossing them to Gena. While she ran them to the laundry room, he opened up the door and gave the two bobcats a warm smile as they walked up. He had plenty of time to take in the sight of the woman. She wasn’t as tall as the seventeen year old, maybe only 5’5”, but that didn’t take away from his attraction to her. She had large breasts which filled out her dark blue blouse quite nicely and wore tight black pants that hugged her wide hips. Her grey-green eyes with those little golden speckles noticed his gaze and instantly her walk changed, her hips swaying a little more. It was definitely on purpose and he gave her a grin to let her know he knew it. When they got closer, he stepped out of the doorway and ushered them inside, smiling when Gena came running up the hall and grabbed Athaisce’s hand. Athaisce had the time to look embarrassed up at his mom before being dragged off down the hall towards Gena’s room to play. “Well she’s certainly happy to see my girl,” Misha said with a laugh, referring to Athaisce, who they both knew was a ‘cuntboy’. Joseph just chuckled and nodded before closing and locking the door. “It... smells like air freshener,” she commented and then added, “You cleaned up. Wanting to make a good impression, huh?” “How could I not? It’s not often I get to have a pretty woman over,” he told her, giving her a wicked grin when her eyebrows rose in surprise. He chuckled rather than answer her surprise and led the way into the kitchen, where he pulled an unlabeled bottle from a bag. In the car he’d asked Gena to remove the label from the bottle of sparkling grape juice he’d bought. He poured them both a glass and she took it, giving him and curious look, which again he didn’t answer. It wasn’t alcoholic but he wasn’t about to tell her that. They both sipped their juice and he chuckled when she blinked at the taste. “Let’s take a seat in the living room and watch some TV,” he suggested and she nodded, letting him usher her into the living room, laughing at how eager he seemed. “Take it slow, boy. I only just got here,” she said in that sultry sweet voice of hers, giving a soft laugh when Joseph shifted his weight and looked embarrassed. She sat down on the couch then, settling into it while raising one hand to run through her honey brown hair. The glint of gold on her left ring finger once again caught Joseph’s eye as he sat beside her, but he knew the back story behind it already, how she’d lost her husband and had since raised her daughter alone. Just remembering that story made him reach out and she almost protested until she saw the look in his eyes. Melting into his embrace when he wrapped his arm around her, she snuggled up against his chest, closing her eyes as she rubbed her forehead against his neck while he turned his head and kissed her between her fluffy ears. She expected him to say something, but instead he held her quietly and together they sipped their juice, TV still not turned on. Eventually their glasses ran dry and they set them down on the coffee table before cuddling close once more, but when he went to kiss the top of her head, Misha tilted her head back to ask him something. The result of this combination was his lips meeting hers and they were both so surprised by it that they didn’t break the kiss immediately but when they did, Joseph found himself apologizing softly, though she shook her head. “Don’t be. It was nice,” she said quietly and gazed at him for a bit longer, chewing on her lower lip as if conflicted and before she could say anything more, he kissed her again. She melted into the kiss, pressing her lips back against his, a soft purr rumbling in her chest as she turned towards him and pressed one lush breast against his chest. It didn’t seem to bother her at all to be kissing a boy ten years her junior. When his lips parted, hers did as well and soon their rough tongues were working against one another, the two feline’s purring at the taste of the other… While the two of them were making out in the living room, Gena and Athaisce were doing something a lot similar, although by this time the devilish little black Timber Wolf had somehow managed to talk the bobcat cuntboy out of his clothes. Naked, they were laying on Gena’s bed with her on top and the bobcat beneath her. Although they were the same ten years of age, she lead this little play time with the experience she’d gained from her babysitter, working her tongue against Athaisce’s while rubbing her thigh against the boy’s cunny. The two of them were getting wet from all the kissing, grinding more against each other’s thigh in search of pleasure but then suddenly Gena broke the kiss and grinned wolfishly down at the panting cuntboy beneath her. “Lick me,” she said before straddling Athaisce’s face, causing the bobcat to struggle just briefly before the scent of her sex overpowered his senses and he gave in. She groaned and clutched at the headboard of her bed, rocking her cunny against his invading tongue as he worked it against her. “Yesss~ Like that!” she coached, shivering, her little nips so hard they ached, her breathing coming in little pants. Finally she pulled off his face and he wiped at his mouth before shakily asking what was next. She didn’t really know, but her cunny ached and needed more. As they sat there, the poor bobcat rubbed his own cunny, as wet as she was. Gena frowned then scooted closer, moving his hand away before placing her own upon him, making him gasp as she rubbed and teased. He moved closer at that and placed his hand upon her cunny, rubbing her just like how she was rubbing him, and with every few rubs they moved closer, eventually ending up with one leg over the other’s in a scissoring way. “I.. I wanna try something,” Athaisce spoke up, taking his hand away from Gena’s cunny then taking her hand from his. She blinked a little as he scooted even closer and their cunnies touched for the first time, eliciting a gasp from them both. It was the strangest feeling, but they both immediately wanted more. Moaning with pleasure, the two of them ground against each other frantically, little cunnies making slick wet sounds as they did. They moved faster and faster, mashing their cunnies together to gain the most pleasure they could, and soon the frantic need that drove them on hit its peak and they both gave little tiny pleasured groans of release, shaking as they came hard. They scarcely made it another moment before passing out in that god awfully uncomfortable position… Back in the living room, the passionate make out session between Misha and Joseph had changed very little, though now he was massaging one of her lush breasts through her top, making the bobcat mother moan into the kiss. Her hands were much tamer than his, simply clutching at his shirt, but she didn’t stop him when he released her breast and started unbuttoning her top to expose the black bra she wore. The kiss finally broke and he lowered his mouth to her neck, nibbling as he lifted her bra up, her breasts spilling out. She moaned as the heat of his hand soaked into her when he cupped her bare left breast and massaged firmly, her nipple hard against his palm. She squirmed a little beneath him when he made her lay back on the couch, one of his legs going between hers as he kissed down and took one of those hard, aching nipples into his mouth. She gasped and clutched at his silver-gray hair, a moan of pleasure escaping her as he used his rough feline tongue against that captured bud in his mouth. He loved her reactions to him, the feeling of her hands in his hair, hearing her breathlessly gasping his name as he sucked. It was clear she was enjoying it and pretty soon he stopped, making her whimper but he just smiled at her as he took her left hand in his and brought it to his mouth. She watched him curiously, panting, and then moaned as he took the whole of her left ring finger into his mouth, sucking and licking, making her wriggle and squirm until he pulled back. She blinked when he reached up and took a gold ring from his mouth and she watched as he gently tucked it into her pocket. “There’s no need for you to mourn any longer,” he told her softly, his voice steady despite the need he felt. She stilled and stared at him for a long moment before he leaned up and kissed her, which she slowly melted to. They ended up frenching before long and she gave a needy groan against his lips when he slid his hand between them and jerked at the fastening for her pants, getting them undone then unzipped. Again she groaned, arching her back as his hand slid inside and cupped her sex, which was so hot, so wet, the folds of it parting eagerly for his probing fingers. She broke the kiss and panted, thrusting her hips lightly against his fingers as he worked two in and out of her pussy as best he could. “Please,” she begged softly, the look in her eyes both afraid and needy, a look he could not refuse. Immediately he nodded and he took away his hand, about to pull down her pants when she surprised him by rolling onto her hands and knees over the arm of the couch, wagging her fine ass at him. He chuckled and pulled down her pants only far enough to expose her then groaned as the scent of her sex hit him just before he pushed his mouth against it. She gave an excited sound, looking at him over her shoulder as she pushed her hips back against his invading tongue, coating his faces in her sweet honey while he licked and sucked. “G-good god... Where did you learn to do this?” she questioned as she clutched at the arm of the couch, shivering with pleasure. Instead of answering her question, he took his mouth from her and raised up onto his knees, unfastening and pushing his pants down to free his feline cock, thrusting into her in the next heartbeat, making her give a soft cry of pleasure as his long, thick length filled her all the way to her cervix in one go. She shuddered as she reached back, grabbing his hips to keep him from moving. “Wait… wait…” she begged softly, “I-it’s been a long time… I haven’t been-“ She shivered a little and moaned, moving her hips just a little, grinding against him, “on the pill in years…” Joseph just nodded at her warning, knowing he’d have to pull out later. With that, he gently swatted her hand away and took her hips in hand, starting the age old dance. He thrust fully in and out of her, plunging deep every single time to let his cockhead press a kiss to her cervix, something that she clearly loved because soon she was in a frenzy, panting as she moved back against his every thrust, her juices soaking his crotch and dripping off his balls. “Those barbs~ Nnnnggghh~ They feel so good!” she gasped and shuddered, having a mini climax, “Don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!” In answer to her demands, he fucked her harder, hips slapping against her ass faster. They weren’t trying to stay quiet, both of them had totally forgotten about the children in the house in their desperate need to reach climax. Good thing both of said children had passed out by now, else they’d have come to investigate and probably ruined the moment. Pretty soon they reached that unified climax, shuddering as they cried out in ecstasy, her inner muscles spasming around his twitching cock as he shot his seed deep inside her, filling her full of his young spunk. They slowly came down after that and soon changed to snuggling naked on the couch, having taken a moment to discard their clothes. With Joseph on his back, his arms around Misha, he smiled up at her and she slapped his chest. “You didn’t pull out!” she reprimanded but then laughed and snuggled closer against his side. “It’s fine. I’m not in heat, so it likely won’t get me pregnant,” she explained, though in her heart she really wouldn’t have minded another child. She didn’t voice this aloud though as she closed her eyes. Together like this, they passed out… Hours later, Joseph shifted in his sleep, moaning, dreaming of a sweet, succulent mouth working on his cock, feeling his length bending down the back of a throat. He woke slowly, the dream fading, but the pleasure and sensations weren’t. At first he moaned and thought it was Misha waking him up for a round two, but when he looked over, the bobcat mother was passed out still snuggled against his side. Confused, he looked down to see Gena bobbing her head up and down on his cock, nearly deep throating every inch of his hard cock. He moaned again and lost it, unable to hold back, no telling how long she’d been working on his dick like this. He shivered, listening to the wet slurping sounds as she keep blowing him, swallowing down every drop of his seed before coming off him and giving his full length a long, leisurely lick. It was then she leveled him a wicked look, a grin on her lips, “I like the way she tastes on you.” Despite her quiet tone, he still shivered, “But never forget. You are mine.” She gave his cock a little squeeze then slipped away and skipped naked back to her room just as Misha started to stir, asking what was up. Rather than answer, he simply rolled over atop her and distracted her with a round two, then three, making sure the mother would never forget him. Thankfully he remembered to pull out after that. Wouldn’t want to make his little bad wolf mad at him for knocking up the bobcat, now would he?