Agnes Awakened - Part Three (A Jeeves Prompt, posted with permission)

Story by FerretFyre on SoFurry

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#34 of Smut

The final part to Agnes Awakened, as Agnes and Serena finally begin to have a physical relationship.


  • Here we go, the last part of Agnes Awakened, as Agnes and Serena finally become intimate. I had originally intended to have Jeeves make another part, but I feel three is a nice round number for a story, and the ending has the nice fluffy vibe I wanted. As always, this was written by Jeeves, so please, be sure to follow him on SoFurry or FurAffinity, and donate to his Patreon. Let's go, folks.

Agnes, Awakened - Part Three

Gently, tenderly, Agnes and Serena sank down onto the leopard-tiger hybrid's bed. They were still kissing. Still sharing Agnes' first ever kiss, as her heart thundered with the weight of what she had just admitted to the other woman. She didn't want to wait. She didn't want to hold herself back out of fear and ignorance any more. Her parents had built her whole life around shame, shame for what she did know and equally being too ashamed to ask about that which she didn't. But, they weren't here now. Agnes was at college. A grown woman capable of making her own choices, and facing the consequences of any information she sought to learn regardless of how much her family would have disapproved.

For example, she now knew with absolute certainty that she was at least bisexual. Kissing Serena, another woman, felt right. It felt good. Hell, it made her pussy ache with the same sort of hunger that had possessed her just a few minutes ago before Serena had caught her masturbating. She should have known it way before now of course, and in some ways the badger probably had. But, before today, before right now she had never had the chance to explore romantic or sexual activities with anyone. Thus the idea of having a sexuality at all beyond the straightness which her parents had always seemingly assumed to be the default when discussing her future marriage to a smart, respectable man from a so called 'good family', had never really been something that Agnes could define in any certain terms.

Serena's lips were certain though. The feline woman's hands on her face, and hers upon Serena's hips were as certain, as real as it got. At least, that was the case until Serena's hands moved down from her face to her chest, and Agnes moaned as for the first time in her life another's hands began to remove what remained of her clothes before promptly starting to sexually stimulate her body.

"Tell me if I'm going too fast. Tell me if you want more. Just... please, tell me anything, everything you need."

The cat purred as she watched Agnes' eyes widened and felt her body tense and tremble at the fairly modest, gentle contact with the badger's breasts. Agnes nodded feverishly, but said nothing, leaving Serena to giggle and playfully lower her head to the other woman's chest. Moments later a sharp gasp escaped Agnes' muzzle as she felt Serena's own maw encircling one of her nipples and beginning to apply teasing suction all around it with pursed lips. Trembling and giggling at the sensation, the badger felt herself being guided to lie down flat upon the bed with Serena looming over her, and as the other woman's muzzle remained in contact with her breast, she whined and squirmed at the feeling of one of the feline's hands undeniably teasing its way down over her plump midsection and towards the apex of her loins.

"I..."

Agnes gasped, quivering with mutual relief and dismay when Serena's hand halted its progress, and the other woman raised her head to regard the badger and show that she was paying full attention to what she had to say.

I... I a-already came..."

The badger murmured, her face glowing scarlet under her fur as she glanced down at the hand ever so close to touching her between her legs. To her surprise though, Serena giggled. At least she began to before stifling the sound with a poorly acted cough, then an apologetic look to Agnes as she realised that covering it up was just as bad as the initial reaction itself.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh. It's just... you say that like it means something. Do you get too sensitive for a while after cumming? If so, I promise I'll be ever so gentle."

Agnes' cheeks flushed hotter still, and she had to take a deep, steadying breath to find the strength required just to convince herself that she wasn't being stupid. That she had to simply say what she was feeling, and trust that Serena would understand her limited vocabulary for discussing sex.

"S-sensitive? No, I just... I mean... I've already..."

Her voice trailed off before she could even finish her point though, as Agnes recalled what she'd witnessed that very morning before Serena went for her shower. How she'd listened to the cat cum, then heard her cum again, and again.

"I've never tried to cum more than once before. N-never had the time. The space. A-and... after I did, I normally felt... embarrassed. Ashamed."

Agnes saw momentary sorrow cross Serena's face, but it was soon replaced by a warm, reassuring smile.

"Normally?"

The feline woman asked with a hopeful twinkle in her eye, and giggled as Agnes herself realised the implication of that word. She thought about it for a moment or two more, then giggled back at the cat, and nodded eagerly.

"Y-yeah. Normally. But, not today."

Serena purred loudly, and as her hand began to move once again she whispered half to Agnes, and half to herself.

"Well, good... maybe I'm not losing my touch after all."

Whatever she meant by that, Agnes soon found herself too overwhelmed to care. Her eyes bulged and her toes curled as Serena lay beside her, no longer trying to tease her stiffened nipples but instead scooting up to rest her head level with Agnes' own as her hand finally came to rest between the badger's thighs. Instinctively Agnes felt herself grasp the other woman's hand between her legs, but not to prevent its motion, more to stop it leaving again now that it was so, so close to her already wet, sensitive, recently relieved but somehow still tingling nether regions. Just as the very first touches were planted upon the outermost reaches of her crotch however, Serena stole away the badger's focus with another kiss, then another, and another after that in a swift, passionate flurry of multiple tender smooches. Agnes tried desperately to respond to each one, but as fingers began to roam over her sensitive flesh and as she became ever more aware of her wetness and apparently unabated arousal even in the wake of a powerful orgasm, she felt as though her body's reflexes were growing sluggish. As though all her brain power was being taken up just trying to process how good the hand between her legs felt, even before one of Serena's fingers first grazed itself across her tender clitoris.

"Ohhmygod!"

Agnes grunted at the direct, intense stimulation of Serena's touch, and blushed crimson as her eyes fluttered and rolled in their sockets, only to open up again and find themselves staring at Serena's own hues, twinkling with pure glee.

"Do you want more?"

Serena whispered playfully, grinning as Agnes blushed, but nodded with an almost mischievous, conspiratorial smile of her own. After one final kiss though, Agnes was somewhat confused when she felt Serena not only pulling away from where she was lying by her side, but the feline woman's hand pulled away from her crotch despite the pressure being applied to it by her thighs. Even as Serena scooted down the bed Agnes remained none the wiser as to what the cat was doing, and it was only when Serena was settled directly between her legs, using her hands to spread the badger's knees wide apart, that Agnes had even the slightest suspicion of what was about to happen to her.

"O-oh..."

She moaned breathily, awe-struck as Serena began to lean down, moving her upper body, her face towards the badger's damp, exposed pussy.

"Oh my god..."

Agnes gasped as she considered what Serena was about to do. As she thought about what little she knew of oral sex, as she flashed back to some of the vivid images that had made their way into her dreams the prior night, then blinked and found herself staring at the top of the feline woman's head as it made its way closer and closer to her trembling loins.

"Ohhh... oh my god..."

Her gasps turned to moaning whimpers as Serena's head darted to one side, then the other, pecking back and forth with playful, delicate kisses to her quivering thighs. She could feel the warmth of Serena's breath. The ragged anticipation of each of the feline woman's exhalations. It was going to happen. Serena was going to taste her. Lick her. Pleasure her with her tongue. It was really, really going to happen, and despite having been raised to reject such shameful and obscene acts of pure lust, Agnes could not find a scrap of fear or humiliation within herself as that moment arrived. All she could think was how glad she was to finally be free of her parents' limiting influences, and how doubly glad she was that of all the places she could have ended up with that freedom, of all the dorm rooms and all the roommates she could have ended up with, she had ended up with Serena.

"_Ohhgod! Fuck!! _"

Agnes shrieked as Serena's face pressed against her pussy, as a hot, wet tongue lashed her clitoris, then immediately dived into the interior of her hot, clutching depths, her face burning scarlet but more as a result of her rare and unplanned cursing than what was being done to her. She didn't even try to hold anything back. How could she? How could anyone resist this kind of pleasure. How was the whole world's adult population not having sex twenty four hours a day if this was how good even a few moments of it could feel when shared with another person?

"Serena, please!"

The badger heard herself screaming before she even really knew what it was that she was asking for, and wailed an even louder, more desperate wail of desire when the feline woman's head rose from between her legs, chin already damp, eyes wild and muzzle panting as her tongue remained extended.

"N-nnh... no! Don't stop!"

Agnes all but sobbed, not trying to sound greedy but unable to help herself as her trembling hands flew down between her legs and pressed Serena's muzzle back against her pussy with a strangled wail.

" More!"

The badger barked in ecstasy as Serena began to lick her again, to tongue, to pleasure, to eat out her pussy for the very first time.

"Please, oh fuck! Ohhhhhgodfuck, p-please, Serena! I... I want... I nnhh... need... more!"

Where these desires, these obscene and wild urges were coming from, Agnes didn't know. As she felt them however, the badger simply didn't care. The where, the how, the why, those weren't important in that moment. All that Agnes needed to know was that these feelings were real, and they were hers. They belonged to her body. Her heart. Her mind. Her very soul. They were hers to enjoy, to indulge in to her heart's content, and nothing and no-one could tell her that there was anything wrong with feeling them, or wanting them; more, and more, and more, and more of them with each passing second.

The badger heard a muffled scream, and a white hot bolt of lust surged through her already pleasure stricken body as she realised that it was coming from between her own legs. She stared down over her heaving chest to see Serena's eyes rolling back as she continued to feast on Agnes' pussy, and the badger's own fluttering eyes were just able to process the sight of the feline woman's shoulders shifting and rotating as the arms to which they were attached doubtlessly tended to her own pussy's continued needs. Her mind had been blown by the pleasure and passion of what she was experiencing multiple times already, but once more it was cracked wide open by the enthralling glee of how incredible it felt to not only be pleasured by another person, but to know that they were receiving pleasure at the same time. She could only imagine how much more wonderful it would have been if she was the one causing that pleasure, and of course just moments after considering that wild fantasy, Agnes realised that there was absolutely no reason why it had to simply remain a fantasy at all.

"I... I want to... t-to lick you!"

Agnes gurgled, not even sure if the words were going to be coherent given how much the mere idea of speaking them turned her body and mind alike to jelly. To her delight though they emerged from her muzzle more or less intact, and to her even greater glee it took just seconds for Serena to act upon her plea, and to spin her body around on the spot so that in practically no time at all the cat's muzzle was back between Agnes' legs from a different angle, while the badger found the heat, the wetness and the intoxicating, utterly unique aroma of another woman's pussy lowering itself down over her face.

She didn't have the slightest clue what to do with Serena's pussy once it was there of course, but even through her own approaching ecstasy Agnes' eyes were able to fixate on Serena's clit, and to remember how incredible it had felt when the cat's rough tongue had lashed out against her own swollen nub. Acting purely on lust-driven instinct Agnes wrapped her hands around Serena's backside, giggling bashfully as she found her hands cupping the other woman's bare buttocks in spite of all the far more intimate and overtly sexual activities they were already in the midst of performing. She pulled the feline's hips down until her nose bumped up against first damp fur then soft, wet flesh, and through her continued cries as Serena kept on mercilessly eating her out the badger began to reciprocate, and to actively begin pleasuring another person for the very first time.

Perhaps inevitably though, no matter her intent to make Serena cum just as the feline woman appeared to be intent on making her do so for the second time in less than an hour, Agnes couldn't hold back under the thrall of her roommate and now lover's far more experienced oral assault. What Serena was doing to her pussy, what magical spot inside herself the feline woman's tongue was attacking in that instant, Agnes had no idea. The reaction of her body however spoke for itself. Her most recent orgasm had already been by far the strongest and best of Agnes' life, but this one was on a whole other level. Agnes screamed into Serena's pussy, not just in pleasure, but in shock and for a moment actual humiliation as there existed an instant in which she was absolutely convinced that she had just started to piss herself all over the other woman's face. Another fraction of a second after that however and Agnes' body told her that couldn't be what was happening, for although she could feel hot fluids erupting in a forceful jet from her pussy as it began to spasm and convulse, the feeling was a thousand times more potent and pleasurable than even the most satisfying release of her bladder.

Writhing, gurgling, howling and grunting into Serena's own hot, wet depths, Agnes came harder than she had ever believed possible and for the first time in her life, though she didn't yet know that was what it was, felt herself squirting. She wished she could have made Serena feel that same pleasure with her. She wished she could have done more than scream mindlessly to tell Serena how happy she was to have been granted this feeling, how much she loved Serena for setting her free like this. The word came so easily, after a lifetime of feeling as though she had never truly understood it, never truly recognised what all the books she'd read were talking about when they mentioned love, either between partners or friends or even family. But now, she thought it, felt it, and knew it to be true just like that. She loved Serena for granting her this opportunity, and even though she didn't know how she would be capable of doing anything in the wake of pleasure so intense and all consuming as this, Agnes swore to herself that she wouldn't stop; she wouldn't let her muzzle pull away from Serena's pussy until through her licking alone she had made certain that Serena could feel the badger's love for her in the throes of her very own climax.

Slowly, gradually the intensity of Agnes' orgasm faded. The pleasure however, the stimulation she was receiving from Serena, continued. Agnes' eyes bulged, and she groaned blissfully into her lover's pussy. Serena was still licking her. Still eating her out. Surely the feline woman must have felt her, heard her cum. Or... did she simply not care? Did she know that Agnes had cum once as a result of her tongue, and now sought to make her do so again?

Agnes' head span as her sexual universe was expanded once more. Her body was still receptive. They were both still excited. Eager. Horny. Of course Serena was going to keep going. Why wouldn't she? And indeed, why wouldn't she? Why would Agnes herself limit herself by declaring that she was going to keep going until she made Serena climax, when instead, she could just keep going until...

Until...

The badger trembled, and giggled through her lover's pussy as a truly shameless, wonderful thought crossed her mind.

What if the two of them kept on eating each other's pussies until they were so exhausted that they couldn't go on? What if they indulged to such extremes in their own shared pleasure, that they made one another pass out?

What if she willingly, eagerly became the exact kind of shameless, sex crazed slut that her parents had worked so, so hard to shame her into rejecting. And, what if rather than being ashamed of it, and horrified by those rampant, hedonistic excesses... she giddily, proudly, shamelessly loved every last second of it, with Serena right there by her side?

By Jeeves