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Indira was stirring her tea more vigorously than usual. That was the only thing that tipped Ravus off. She had something on her mind, but he wasn't yet sure if that was a good thing. When she caught him staring, she looked up, flashing him that deeply violet gaze. Then there came a smile. It was subtle, just like everything she did, but it was enough to convince him that the small but noticeable shift in her demeanour wasn't because something was troubling her. If he read that look right, she was excited about something.

He probably should have expected it when he first laid eyes on her. She was dressed in her usual elegant way, but a glimpse here and there revealed something sleek and shiny beneath her dress. She'd been dressing up for something special. Knowing the older tigress mom for as long as he did, the snow leopard wasn't entirely sure if he should be excited right back, or perhaps a little nervous. Indira had a certain intensity. They were both cats, but she was one of the most feline people he'd ever met, when she was in the right mood. Sometimes she could be a little scary. In a hot way. If she had something in mind, some kind of devious plan, then he was in for a long, exhausting night.

"Was there something you wanted to tell me, Indi?" Ravus leaned in over his tea to look at her a little more closely, trying to angle himself for a better look at what she was hiding under her lovely purple dress. Was that latex?

Indira smiled more warmly this time. She took a long, slow sip of her drink before responding, perhaps just to keep him in suspense. "You are a talented reader of people, Ravus. It is true. I have lured you over for tea under false pretenses, once again."

Ravus smiled gently. He was pretty sure he did a good job of concealing his excitement.

"You, being secretive and mysterious? Never!"

With a soft note of a chuckle, Indira rose, and offered her hand. "Come. Let's not keep them waiting."

That left the snow leopard to figure out precisely what she might have meant by that. Whoever they were, he was sure he was going to love meeting them. He took her offer and let her lead him along from the table, their drinks mostly but not entirely finished. Leaving the tea to get cold was the kind of sin Indira didn't normally stand for. She must have been just as excited to show him what she had in store as he was to see it. Of course, she didn't show it in the slightest, except for perhaps a slight twitch in her normally still tail.

His heart was thumping when they climbed the stairs to her bedroom door. The steps creaked beneath Ravus, but not her. She always moved in silence. The door was closed. There was a sound coming from the other side. A faint rumble, maybe some purring, along with the occasional stifled moan. Subtle, but audible in the silence of Indira's peaceful home. Something delightful was happening inside that room, and he wasn't even entirely sure he was prepared for it.

Indira opened the door just a crack without spoiling what was on the other side just yet. Somehow managed to slip through that small space in a way that left Ravus briefly boggled. He knew he should have been used to such movements by then, but she always did impress him. It seemed like a natural thing too, not done to show off, merely because it was how she knew to do things. Either way, she didn't actually open it all the way until she was on the other side. The big reveal was every bit as good as he hoped.

Two familiar felines were sprawled out on their mother's bed, their bodies wrapped in curve-hugging latex that so effectively outlined the shapes of their ample figures. They were already so pleasantly soft all over that covering themselves in that shiny material simply made them impossible to resist. Whether it was the dark pantheress or the bright-haired leopardess, he couldn't take his eyes off of them. Nor could they keep their mouths off one another.

They surely knew he was there, but they didn't let that interrupt their makeout session. The twins were snuggled close, running their hands over their sleek, shiny bodies while they exchanged tongues and rumbles alike. Such was the intensity of their mutual touches, they were shaking the bed with their grinds and gropes alike. Only when they were satisfied with how much they'd tasted each other did they pull apart and roll over onto their backs, striking sultry poses and giving deep gazes to the snowcat standing there watching them the whole time. He hoped his agape expression didn't look as dopey as it felt.

Seeing them from that angle just left him all the more tempted by them. The latex was so tight to their forms it was as if it had been poured on. It hid nothing. Whether that was the perked teats of those four enormous tits, the slight paunch of their bellies, or the folds of Mira's pussy - and the outline of Mahiri's stiff cock, Ravus realized. He'd been with her before, but never quite like that. Questioning how she'd managed to make such a change wasn't something he bothered with. He didn't need an explanation for something he approved of so much.

"So, a snow leopard has walked into our domain ..." Mira rumbled, casting a glare, curling her lip for a silent, playful snarl.

"So ... " Mahiri began, then stopped, blinked, and glanced over to the pantheress. "Wait. What does that even mean anyway? Do we not like those now?"

Mira shrugged.

"I dunno where I was going with that, it just sounded hot in my head." Then she leaned over to give her twin a sisterly shove on the shoulder. "You're the writer! Come up with something!"

Mahiri shoved back, and then rawred at each other in a joking little spat until the tigress silenced them with a rumble so thunderous it shook the room.

"Girls. Please. We are supposed to be seducing him, not amusing him."

"It's cool, he's already got a boner." Mira pointed to the obvious bulge Ravus hadn't been doing much to hide.

Having it pointed out like that made him glance down briefly and cover up just by instinct. It wasn't as if any of them hadn't seen it, but he still got all blushy just from the teasing. Indira looked him up and down while he squirmed on the spot, trying to comprehend how he was even going to contend with all three of those gorgeous cats at once. When she approached, he found himself naturally backing into the nearby wall. That fiery look in her usually tranquil eyes was always so intimidating even when he knew well she wouldn't hurt him in any way. She wasn't as tall as him, but that didn't matter. He knew she was in total control, whenever she wished to be.

With her hands on either side of his head, she simply stared him down for a time until he was all but ready to sink to his knees. She broke free of that gaze only briefly so she could demonstrate how correct his assumptions were. A swift removal of that dress in a single motion revealed just how good the tigress looked in a shiny suit of full-body, curve-hugging latex. It wrapped around her so nicely it looked like she'd been dipped in it, only emphasizing those ample, athletic shapes further. And perfectly outlining the shape of her truly impressive bust, as well.

Looking her over, and just how fit she managed to be while still being curvaceous made Ravus doubt she was really as old as she said she was. That just didn't seem possible. The twins were impressed enough to murmur among themselves about it.

Mira gave a soft whistle and a blatant look while the tigress calmly set her dress somewhere it wouldn't get caught up in the activities to come. "I think she rocks it better than us, honestly."

Mahiri grinned approvingly to see just how well old tiger-mom could carry herself when she felt like it. ""Where was she keeping that one?"

"Leftover from the ninja days." Mira nodded sagely.

"Let's not make this a night for revealing all the family secrets," Indira chastised as she returned to Ravus, who was still stuck against the wall as if glued there.

She didn't need to worry. Most people knew who she was, or had been, by then. She was someone else now - the stunningly sexy mother tigress who had cornered him in her bedroom, cunningly luring him into her triple-cat trap. When her rumbles started up he knew she was getting serious. She leaned in to run her muzzle up against his neck, drawing a lick, then a nibble along his throat. Applying the tip of her teeth just firmly enough to let him feel them without hurting him, she walked her way down his neck and to his shoulder, where she bit down just a bit harder. He rowled his surprise, jolting slightly, but quickly calmed while her fingers roamed his body.

Eventually, he was bold enough to roam her right back. He knew she wanted him to. She always had a way of communicating precisely what she desired from him without needing to say a word. He intertwined his fluffy tail with her own in the way he knew she liked and let himself fall into a kiss. Her tongue swiftly slipped across his own, entering his mouth with a precise jab. He took to sucking on it while he rubbed closer and closer to her, taking handfuls of everything he could in the process while they made out.

The intensity of their warm smooching session left him a little weak in the knees. She pushed him back against the wall with nothing more than her muzzle, licking every last one of his teeth from the back, sharing in her exotic taste while she stole away all of his. The tea on her breath was a soothing flavour while her rising scent of arousal kept him stiff and ready for anything she wanted to do to him. In the meantime, he took a double handful of her ass, picturing the stripes squishing around his fingers beneath the latex while he sank those digits deep into two solid cheeks just as intently as she kissed him.

"Save some for us, mom," Mira jokingly complained when that went on for long enough.

"I am sure there is plenty of him for all of us," Indira said when she slipped smoothly from that extended kiss. Then she added, with a dominant rumble that snapped him to attention, "Isn't there?"

"Yes ma'am," he quickly answered, nodding.

He might have had several inches on her height, but it felt as if she was towering over him for a moment. She could be so intimidating, in a way that made him terribly stiff. Then she was moving again, not that he could have tracked her. A quick dodge to the side let her get her hands on him and shove him clear across the room. He staggered and then he fell, instantly pounced upon by two latex-wearing beauties. They jumped on his back and simply pinned him to the sagging bed beneath their ample weight, grabbing at his arms until they could pull them behind his back. He put up a token resistance just to make it more fun.

If he knew he was going to get held down and stripped naked he might have dressed more conveniently. As it stood, he just had to squirm his way through the process of getting undressed layer by layer. They were at least careful enough not to rip his clothes to shreds, despite the application of those claws. He could feel those sharp points pressing against his skin while they toyed with him, latex rubbing and squeaking as they moved about in a frenzy of feline excitement. For the most part, they didn't scratch him.

Ravus found himself rather forcibly rolled over when he was mostly naked. Kicking his pants off his ankles to finish the job left him bare to his spots, stiffly thrumming with the need those shiny cats inspired in him. They were swift to smother him, immersing him in their soft touch, pressing down on him from above until the bed touched the floor. A forceful smoosh if ever there was one, and it soon had him in the best position a cat like him could possibly ask for.

Mira took her spot right on top of his face, pressing a smooth, latex ass down over his muzzle to wedge him right between. She stayed right there while he reached up to clutch her hips, pushing just a little to keep her from completely suffocating him. Such a task was very much interrupted by the distracting pressure on his shaft that was Mahiri taking her seat. She pushed right down on his cock, letting it gloss and glide against the texture of her outfit while she rode him. If she kept up like that, she was going to make him cum all over her nice bodysuit - especially if she kept purring like that.

The twins sat on him for as long as they liked while Indira stood nearby, thoughtfully nodding to herself. She approved of what she saw, clearly. It was what snowcats needed and deserved. They bounced atop him and pressed him deeper into the bed, rubbing, grinding, teasing the hell out of him. He barely got a chance to breathe between the lunges of Mira's hips. She tucked her dark paws on either side of his head and simply settled down completely over his muzzle, wedging him right between each of those cheeks, rubbing his whole snout with the smooth touch of ass-hugging latex. It would have been a good way to go, he found himself thinking.

Mahiri meanwhile rode him until he was squirting for her, making a whole mess out of himself with the precum she helped milk out of his shaft just from rubbing and rumbling on him like that. When she released the pressure and climbed off of him for a moment, he found himself humping the air without thinking. He needed more of her touch to send him over the edge. She didn't deny him for long. With Mira still very much firmly planted in place, he was blind to see the leopardess coming for his cock. She wrapped her lips around him and dove down, engulfing him in a single lunge, swallowing half his dick and mercilessly sucking and slurping the rest.

His moans were muffled by the pantheress upon him, only briefly escaping when she rose up to swap positions. Straddling his face with her thighs wrapped around his muzzle, Mira pressed her latex-outlined pussy down against his lips in a kiss of sorts. The warmth emanated through the layer between them, if not the wetness. She rubbed herself off on him while Mahiri sucked him blind, leaving him writhing, mrowling, squeezing Mira's thighs while he struggled just to keep himself contained. Mahiri showed him absolutely no mercy even once he rushed to his peak before he could properly enjoy her attention.

Those dark lips gliding up and down his dick, that stimulating tongue tasting his every last detail, and the sheer sucking force that went along with her hungry gulps around his tip was enough to leave him tensing, flexing, bulging with the sheer volume of cat cum shooting through his shaft. He shot hard for her, pouring his spunk straight down her throat, and she didn't relent. No matter how much she had to swallow. Gulping mightily from his cock, she clutched him by the hips, pulling him closer, making sure he stayed in her mouth the whole time. Such an efficient drinker she was, refusing to spill a drop, even when it made her creamy white throat bulge with the volume he was pumping inside of her.

With her belly full, she slowly pulled off of him, inch by inch. She didn't release the grip of her lips the whole time, dragging them along for some extra stimulation. He was a little sensitive, but he couldn't complain. A cat like him was always ready for more even a few seconds after blowing. What did make him struggle was being trapped between Mira's thighs for so long. He licked along the glossy latex in his face and wiggled against the cushy embrace she had him trapped in, but that didn't do much to give him any air. Eventually he had to tap out.

Patting her rapidly on the thigh to indicate he couldn't take anymore eventually moved her. Mira lingered just a little longer, grinding his muzzle until she got herself growling with pleasure. She pushed him a little too long but she didn't knock him out just yet. The time for losing consciousness was later when there were still so many cats to satisfy. Mira loomed beside him, resting on her elbow, then licking her face as she ran her fingers along his chest. A smooch on his throat and she moved lower, dragging her tongue down his chest, over his belly, but teasingly stopping just before she got to his shaft.

Instead, she pounced on him again, and she was quite pleased with herself about it too. That was clear by the fierce grin she wore as she smacked her palms to his pecs said as much. Wiggling herself down on his cock let her rub those folds against him once again, though they were still very much covered up by the bodysuit she wore. Or at least he assumed it was a full body thing, up until she reached back and unzipped it down her back. It came away not all in one piece, but merely as something covering her from neck to thighs. Her arms and legs were still wrapped up in a fine pair of sleeves and stockings respectively, but everything that needed to be bare was soon glistening before him. She'd worked up a bit of a sweat in that outfit.

"I don't know how you wear that so much, sis," Mira said. "I was roasting in there. Anyway, now that that's done we can fuck."

Mira's eyes were much like her mother's, all violet and shiny, but they had a certain wildness in them too. She flashed it while she nestled down on his dick, grasping it at the base to make sure he wasn't going anywhere. Lining up with her silky folds granted him the instant ecstasy of slipping smoothly into her velvet embrace. She hugged him tight and flexed on his shaft, massaging him until he was just as stiff as he was when Mahiri was sucking him. Rolling her hips and getting him nice and snug in her grip had him giving full-throated moans, jaw falling slack just to let that sound escape.

Mahiri soon found a way to shut him up. She waited until he was distracted by the panther ride he was getting, the slick sounds of sex drowning out the zipper coming down. Stripping down to just those fine latex accessories, she knelt down on the bed with her knees on either side of his head, and introduced him to the bulge that had been concealed beneath the shiny material. Plapping her balls snugly atop his nose, she simply nestled down and smothered him for a time, bouncing in a playful teabag that came with plenty of rumbles. Ravus was pretty sure he could feel them in her nuts while he graciously licked away at them. Swimming in her scent and warmth alike kept him hard for Mira while she rode him harder, deeper, faster, bouncing on that snep dick with heavy thuds of her ass coming down on his hips. She wasn't going to take it easy on him, nor was Mahiri going to be satisfied with just a little tongue.

The leopard soon laid herself over his face to mount his whole muzzle, pressing a thick, hard cock against his lips so sleek and shiny black he thought it too was coated in latex for a moment. Instead, it was simply smooth, bare skin that simply demanded a mouth on it. Ravus knew it was bigger than his. That didn't especially embarrass him or anything, but it certainly made him eager to serve such an impressive tool. He kissed the tip and cleaned a formidable bead of precum from it, but quickly engulfed it in a deep suck just as thoroughly as Mahiri had given him. Or at least he tried. It was going to be hard to equal her eager talents, especially with the pantheress riding him dry, shaking the bed with those lustful lunges.

A schlick and plunge into the panther's sex kept him stifling a whimper. When it finally escaped he had a leopard cock pointed at his throat, thankfully muffling it. Mahiri curled her fingers into his fur, gripping him by the very skull, or so it felt, lightly clawing at him while she slowly but insistently began to fuck his face. The long, gradual push of her hips forth to bottom out in his muzzle made him briefly flinch, but he impressed even himself with how well he adjusted to her size. It was like he was made to suck her off, and that was exactly what he did, taking her by the hips, pressing his fingers into her spotty ass, and bobbing his muzzle up and down her glossy inches while she lightly humped his face. Maybe he was giving her a little more than she even expected.

Ravus tried to glance to the side to see what Indi thought of it all, but he couldn't see a thing. He was too busy being buried beneath the leopardess and milked by the panther riding his cock. She was probably pleased with him, at least. He was managing to hang in there even while the twins got wild with him. Mira was soft all over, but she drove his dick into her with a certain feline ferocity that smacked his hips numb before long. Mahiri stuffed him full, balls tapping his chin, sweet, musky flavour grinding into his tongue until it overwhelmed his senses. He was swimming in them without sinking, and he was determined to milk Mahiri just as hard as she did to him.

The slurping, sloppy sucks had him drooling juices down his chin, streams rolling down his cheeks like tears. His eyes were watering a little, it was true. Mahiri had a fat dick to fit down his throat, but he swallowed it all the same, gulping hard at every drop she spurted inside him. Her taste was intensely arousing, and it was only growing spicier the closer she got to blowing inside him. He heard that snarl building in her chest, pushing out above her purrs to become something more fearsome. Closing his watery eyes and focusing purely on the pleasure of serving two pretty cats at once, he kneaded the leopard's thick cock and pumped his hips right back at Mira, doing his very best to sync up with their greedy, dominant rhythms.

They took everything they wanted from him and he was happy to give it. Grinding between Mira's thighs, twitching, squirming, even shaking all over her, he gave a muffled cry around Mahiri's shaft when he went off once more. He was every bit as potent as his first cumshot, sparing nothing for Mira's womb. It got Mira mrowling, even screaming for at least a moment. The sound was blood-chilling but feeling her squirting on his dick was enough to alleviate all his fears. He soared through their mutual orgasm, madly humping until he was juicing out jets of his own cum, splattering the three of them and the bed alike with that satisfying finish.

Cumming inside her twin that hard almost seemed to inspire Mahiri's orgasm. The leopardess let that snarl spring free, almost roaring as she bottomed out inside Ravus' throat. She threw herself forward, slamming into him, leaving him to briefly glurk around her length and struggle, but he adjusted well enough. He had to. Mahiri held nothing back, leaving herself buried balls-deep in snow leopard muzzle while she went off. She clutched him, humped him, rubbed her dick on his tongue to make sure he could feel it throbbing to a finish.

Sucking down a great fat load of leopard cum demanded his absolute focus. Mahiri rumbled her way through her cumshot, splattering his throat, filling his belly, overflowing his mouth and then even his nose. He was going to have her taste and scent with him for a good, long while, even after they were done. For now, he just had to swallow. Chugging down her spunk left him feeling drunk, intoxicated on her musk, on her rich flavour that only grew richer with repeated doses. He was one heavy snep by the time she was done. Of course she couldn't resist cumming on his face a little.

A swift pop from his lips let her lay those last ropes across his features while he panted steam and gurgled with the effort to clear his throat. It took a little coughing, a little gasping, but eventually he was stable again. If not exactly steady. He blinked his eyes and wiped his lips, but he could still feel Mahiri's essence clinging to him. Mira's too. The pantheress could make such a mess when she came, and he felt it soaking into the fur around the base of his cock. Ravus hadn't softened. He was a little numb, a little dinged up here and there from their roughness, but he was ready to satisfy anything else they desired of them. Though such eagerness briefly turned to shyness when the lovely tigress decided to join the three of them on the bed.

She merely sat there at first. He saw her observing him while he puffed and panted in the aftermath. She was characteristically silent. Though she did wear a smile. Subtle as all things she did. Or most of them at least. There was nothing subtle about the pounce. From sitting and considering, to suddenly launching herself forth with a fierce snarl of her own, she was instantly on top of him, staring him in the face. Her teeth were out and her eyes flashed that familiar intensity that made him shrink down into the bed, holding his breath no matter how much his lungs called for air. He wasn't about to interrupt her moment.

The staredown was as intense as a duel, leaving him lost in her gaze at the same time as feeling like he couldn't meet it. She moved closer, sweet breath washing over his face, and finally met him in a surprisingly gentle kiss. There was no trace of the teeth she'd been flashing, merely her tongue darting into his mouth for a quick taste, then back again. It wasn't time for them to make out. She crawled over him, letting him kiss and tend to her body on the way down. There was no need for her to tell him to. He licked, he kissed, he nuzzled all the way along, paying particular attention to her bust, then to her trim middle. Once he got between her thighs, she latched on.

He probably should have seen it coming. As much as he could ever see something coming from her, anyway. One moment he was sensually drawing his tongue along the soft folds of the tigress' pussy, and the next he was locked between her legs, wrapped up in a death grip that simply wasn't going to let him have even the slightest of wiggle room. He went right where she wanted him, and followed her every whim. When she rolled over, he rolled with her, turned like a screw in her mighty hold, sprawled out on his belly with his face mashed down in a sweet cat sex. A shove from behind pushed him even deeper. Mira seemed to think he wasn't close enough yet.

The pantheress held him there, shoving firmly while Indi squeezed him. He was hardly in any position to service her, but he did his best to ravage her with licks from every angle. With his muzzle pressed so closely to her, he could easily slurp and slather up and down the folds of her sex, tasting her inside and out, delving deep to hear her rumble. She never quite purred, but the deeply resonant sounds she made were just as contented sounding. Slipping and slopping along her sex until he could taste her approval, he basked in her warmth for as long as she kept them there. That it felt like she could have crushed his head between her power, striped thighs at any moment with just a little more force didn't bother him.

Grinding herself soaked on his tongue and face alike, she left him damp with the scent of her lust. If he really worked hard, he might have even been able to make her cum with his tongue alone, but her patience wore thin. She released him from his prison at last, and Mira relented. Though he was far from done pleasing her. She tugged his ears to guide him where she wanted. It hurt just a little, but it was effective at showing him where to go. Before he knew it, he was on top of her once more, nestled between her thighs, cock pushed up against those well-slurped folds. Then she latched on once more.

Her grip was simply unbreakable once she had him locked in, her legs wrapped snugly around Meeting her eyes for even a moment was enough to let him know she wanted him inside her. He pushed forth, bravely delving into the tigress with his shaft still slick after his session with her offspring. For just a moment, he saw her upper lip curl back to show her teeth, but she relented after that. Without a word, she pulled him deeper, and deeper still, letting him bottom out fully engulfed in a grip just as tight as her thighs. He needed a moment just to groan and adjust to the urgent flexing of her sex all around his cock before he even tried to fuck her. The twins loomed close the whole time.

"Well. You'd better do what she says,' Mira teased.

"We'll try not to judge your technique," Mahiri added.

He didn't respond to their tease. Not when he was in a state of such intense focus. He needed to show the tigress his very best. Not that there was much room for actual technique. Even from below him, Indira was entirely in control. She guided his hips with her own, pulling him deeper and deeper inside of her. Ravus felt his eyes fluttering shut, the temptation to simply slump into total subservience and lose himself in the pleasure of the moment a constant one, but he wasn't about to let the tigress down like that. She demanded a stud for her many needs, and he was going to give her one.

Rolling along with her commanding motions as best he could, thumping, humping, driving into her soft body and schlicking through her slathered passage, soaking in her scent and her wet heat alike, he fucked her. It wasn't about making tender love to the tigress he liked so much. When her snarls were so very near release, he knew it was playing with fire to give her anything less than the best. Thumping deep, he eventually managed to power through her grip and rock into a rhythm, thrusting into her, shaking her, watching her shake and wobble. She was taut and trim all over but for the generous bounce of her breasts with every stroke. That he managed to bring out a breathy song of a moan from her lips rather than a demanding snarl was a good sign to start things off, but those sounds were inevitable.

The grouchy noise of a tigress who needed more and immediately soon filled the room. She growled her demands and he did his very best to meet them. It wasn't easy with her squeezing him like that. Her grip only got deeper, and her pussy all the tighter around his dick, kneading him hard every time he bottomed out. With her claws running down his back and her teeth glinting in the light, he poured himself into pleasing her. Not because he was afraid of the consequences for slowing down, but because such a gorgeous, fierce goddess like her deserved everything he could possibly give.

Squeaking the bed with his rough pounding, he brought deeper and deeper sounds out of her while she clamped down on his dick, milking him closer and closer to orgasm. He wasn't about to let something like ecstasy stop him from pleasing that tigress. The twins seemed to melt from his mind for at least a moment while he focused solely on the blue cat beneath him, working himself to exhaustion just pushing, grinding, thrusting, fucking her soft pussy until he could feel the pleasure in every single part of him. She squeezed him closer and closer, holding him until he simply couldn't move anymore. Buried fully inside of her, balls rapidly pumping where they were snug against her sex.

She snarled like an oncoming storm, flashing her fangs with her aggressive bellow while she all but forced him to cum with her. He was ready. The clenching grip of rapid-fire contractions all around his shaft was merely the encouragement he needed to blast her full of another hot load, every bit as potent as those he'd given the twins. He wasn't about to disappoint her. The tigress deserved a womb full of his cum, pumping fresh from his madly twitching cock while she quivered in orgasm all around him. The trembles of her pleasure and the wet release of her juices to soak into his fur was everything he needed to keep cumming until he was nothing more than a twitching, mewling mess atop her.

"Aw, he makes cute sounds when he's all tuckered out from cumming himself silly," Mahiri softly teased.

Mira was quick to jump in. "So do you."

"I do not!"

"I would know!"

The twins playfully mrowled at each other while the tigress closed her eyes and basked in that moment a little longer. She didn't let Ravus go until he was completely drained, purring away, fluffy tail swinging all around despite the rest of his body falling almost limp. Except for his cock. He briefly softened and pulled out of Indi at last, only to stiffen again as he rolled onto his back, sprawled out with the three gorgeous felines all around him. It wasn't clear to him exactly what had turned him on again, aside from everything that was going on at once. He simply couldn't stay soft with all three of them all dressed up and looming close. Judging by their scents, they weren't any less horny than they began either. He still had a lot of work to do.

"Let us give our guest a break. He is but one cat, and we can be a little needy," Indi said, her voice betraying slight amusement at the sight of the panting snep all stretched out beside her.

Ravus tried to gasp out a reply, to deny he was as exhausted as he looked. Instead, he managed little more than a murmur.

"No, no, it's ... it's alright, I swear ..."

That just got some chuckles from the twins in response. They surrounded him to show him exactly what their idea of a break actually was. It involved a lot of tongue. They kissed him on the cheeks from both sides, then worked down his neck, moving in startling parallel without needing to say a word to coordinate. It was probably a twin thing. They were highly thorough too, licking every little detail, even if it wasn't particularly erogenous. Dragging down his arms, he eventually found them at his fingertips. That was when they differed from each other in their approach. After an initial licking down each of those five digits on both hands at once, they took them into their mouths, to introduce them to their teeth or tongue, respectively.

Mahiri nibbled while Mira sucked. They worked one digit at a time, at their own paces. It was a massage of sorts, and strangely arousing at the same time. That at least explained why he was so stiff after even just a little attention. They stayed there for a while, simply teasing him, stretching out on their bellies. When they were done, Mira switched it up with a playful bite on his thigh. Then she chomped her way down, all the way down, until she reached his toes. Those were in need of a good nibbling, while Mahiri dragged her tongue along the other leg, teasing inwards but not quite tasting his cock in the process of thoroughly basting his spots.

Indira got in on the fun in time. She started with a quick peck on the lips, but grew more mischievous in time. A lick down the very front of his throat allowed her to trace a clear trail to his chest, moving between his pecs and downwards. There she lingered for a time, simply bathing him with her tongue, swiping back and forth. His fur was thoroughly groomed by the time she was done. That was when she drifted down, pushing her muzzle into the fluffy just above his shaft and nuzzling there for a time, breathing hotly on his twitching length. She must have known what a tease she was being.

He was throbbing by the time she got her tongue on his shaft. A little longer and he might have simply blown a load from the anticipation. Even once she did start tasting him, she took it slowly. It was more a matter of cleaning him up after their messy sex than pleasuring him. He still moaned though. Closing his eyes and finally relaxing, he basked in the sensations of three cats working on the places he was sensitive. Mira and Mahiri licked his paws, sometimes adding a little teeth to their attention, kneading his calves, his thighs. Indi got her lips around his cock and sucked her way to the very base, then moved back up with the same pressure, making sure she got every single drop clean from that pumping dick. A little pop as she slipped free left her briefly licking her lips, and that was all he was going to get, for the moment at least.

She had that look on her face again. He knew she wanted something. The other cats sat up and knelt around them, but they didn't complain. Indi could have as much snow leopard as she wanted. She beckoned to him and brought him down with her without needing to lay so much as a finger on him. He found himself between her thighs once more, breathing her scent, as well as his. All that cum was still leaking out of her, soaking those well-fucked folds, clinging to her fur. She probably didn't need to tell him what to do from there, but she spelled it out anyway.

"You have made such a mess. Show me your tongue. And make sure to lie flat on your belly while you do that."

It was very specific in a way he didn't bother to question. Laying himself out and kissing her cunt, he set to work licking her as clean as he could make her. This time, she didn't crush him with her thighs, instead relaxing back while he worked on her. His tail jumped and swished about while he licked her and ate her out, even when it meant scooping out his own cum with a curl of his tongue. He would have been content to go on like that, serving the tigress he was so fond of, but his focus was shaken when he felt someone snatch him by the tail. It wasn't immediately clear which of the twins it was by the sound of the rumbles rising behind him.

When the cat in question mounted him from behind, it became obvious. He felt that smooth cock prodding one of the cheeks of his spotty ass. She was sex-slick and dripping, making a mess of his fur with just a few rubs. He was pretty sure he was ready for her. Of course, that was no excuse to stop pleasuring the tigress. He cleaned Indi up as best he could, mouth wrapped almost fully around her pussy while Mahiri mounted him. The leopardess laid a generous amount of her own weight down on his back and walked her way up his spine with her teeth. A brief nip on the back of his neck was just a stepping stone along the way, but it got a muffled mrowl from him all the same.

"Don't think you're going to be the only one doing the fucking around here," she whispered in his ear before giving it a great big chomp.

Sinking slowly inside of him once she was all lined up, she humped her way into that tight snep butt until she bottomed out. It was all one long, wet stroke, shoving in, stuffing him full, maybe even bulging his belly a little with the size sheathed in his tight hole. He rumbled for her, wiggling excitedly. Of all his time knowing Mahiri, he never thought he'd end up in that kind of position. Her cock was fat and her nuts were even fatter, tapping against the back of his own with a satisfying thud when she made the first stroke.

She soon fucked him like she was going to push him right inside the tigress. For a moment it seemed like she could. Her thrusts soon quickened, rutting him deep, sliding him along the bed, grinding his dick into the sheets. Ravus found his muzzle wedged inside the tigress amid all the intensity. Indi responded by flexing around him. She didn't need to use her thighs to squeeze him when her pussy could do all the work for him, wetly kneading, clamping down on the snow leopard's buried face. He was getting used for a sex toy while the leopardess pumped his butt, and swimming in the scent of the blue cat's rising lust only sent him into that pleasure spiral all over again.

Moaning, purring, and drunk on tigress, he swallowed every drop of the juices flowing into his open mouth while he got his ass shaken by the lunging hips of the other big cat. It made him feel a little small to be taken like that. Mahiri might have projected an air of luxuriance, even laziness, but when she was horny and becocked she could fuck as hard as anyone else. Her teeth found the back of his neck again, locking onto his scruff with an expert mating bite that was just the thing to make him all the more submissive. With his eyes shut tight and his tongue still working as if by instinct, he pushed back against the soft cat, grinding on her cock, butt squishing to hips, trying to be the most eager, fuckable snowcat he could possibly be.

Maybe Mahiri got a little rough with him. He took it as a compliment. Who else could inspire her to a gnawing, clawing, rapid-fire thrusting finish while buried in his cushy rump? Ravus liked to think there weren't many. He took that fucking like a champion, his squeakier cries muffled int he folds of the tigress' sex all wrapped around his muzzle. Mahiri's continued pounding ensured he was buried in the striped cat so deeply it could have drowned him, but he would have died happy in the midst of that rising ecstasy that came with the leopardess pressing his inner buttons again and again. She was grinding an orgasm out of him just right without so much as having to touch his cock.

She had such control over his body that she even decided when she wanted him to cum. A bite, a lunge, a solid slap of her nuts to his and her entire cock sheathed in his butt was all it took. Mahiri fucked him like an assassin, hitting him right where it felt best. The tigress let him escape from her sex just in time for his alarming mewl to leave his lips. He certainly couldn't roar like the big cats around him. It was a sad little sound, truly adorable, and it accompanied him making an absolute mess out of Indi's bed. There was no holding back the ropes of cum that leapt from him, spraying all over his fur and the fine sheets beneath him, puddling out from under his shapely form while the leopard rutted him full of cat cock. Then it was her turn.

Mahiri went ahead and drowned out his little snow leopard sounds with a much more impressive rumble that grew all the way to a window-shaking roar. The leopard rattled the room and the snep's bones alike with her bellow of triumph as she bottomed out in his rump. Buried deep, fully inserted, she let him feel those throbs and bulges passing up her many inches. The eruption hit him hard, pumping him full, and then fuller. He was pinned down too firmly to clutch his belly but he was getting absolutely stuffed and sloshed with just how much leopard cum Mahiri had for him. She dumped that load inside him, pushing his orgasm on and on, fuelled by the heat of her spunk, until the both of them finally slumped down together as a collective purring, panting mess.

That was where they remained for a time, sharing in their rumbles, with the leopard flopped over the snowcat's back like a blanket. Mahiri didn't feel any particular need to move for a while, and it meant Ravus wasn't going anywhere. He simply focused on recovering even while he stewed in his own seed, steaming away in the aftermath of a good big cat rut. The distraction allowed Mira to toy with him, taking him by the hands, seemingly braiding a bracelet of sorts for him, artist that she was. For whatever reason, it took longer than it probably should have for him to notice she was binding his wrists.

The afterglow was probably to blame. He was intoxicated by the three of them, subdued and subservient. Bindings were hardly necessary, but they were certainly exciting. The pantheress purred away while she worked. Eventually, Mahiri had to pull out and climb off of him to make room for the black cat's ropes. She left him a mess, dripping cum from his tenderized rump. Stroking her shaft against his lower back just made him all the messier, but it cleaned off the cum clinging to her glossy spire at least. That wet spot was where his hands ended up when Mira tugged his arms behind his back and continued working her ropes around his helpless limbs. Indira pitched in too.

She demonstrated precisely how to work with such things as she wove soft ropes all around Ravus' ankles and then along his lower legs. He was more or less hogtied, and so intricately as well. The two cats worked until he was bound up in patterned bondage, like an artistic spider web, paws lifted up behind his back, nearly touching his hands. They were bound together too. Mahiri put the finishing touches on that, tightening the cores before tying them off in a pretty bow. They did it all without so much as a word of coordination, but the end result was as aesthetically pleasing as it was effective.

There was only the question of where he was going to end up when he couldn't move much at all. He tested those restraints with a few squirms, but they held fast. He was helpless on the bed, really in no position to do anything to please the three of them. They had a way of fixing that. He felt a little tension on some of the ropes behind him, and then something tugged him right up off the bed. Of course Indira had a suspension system installed in her bedroom. He was surprised he'd never spotted it before then. It easily hoisted him up and left him comfortably dangling above the bed, quite high up at that. The three lovely feline ladies gazed up at him from below once the tigress was done turning the wheel, eyeing him with a certain hunger that ensured he was just as hard for them as ever, no matter how much they took out of him.

When the twins rose up together, he could see the mischief in their eyes. The gaze matched, even if the colour didn't. They went straight for his cock, and he couldn't so much as wiggle to protect himself from the pleasures they granted him. A lick, a kiss, a rub of whiskered cheek, it all kept him pulsing for them. Mira eventually stood up just right to wrap her tits around his shaft. There she lingered for a while, showing off her flexibility just to milk him and stimulate him. When she was done, Mahiri took a nice long suck of his cock again, but he couldn't help feeling they were simply teasing him, building to something more.

Even when they were making out around the wet tip of his shaft, licking up the precum from it, they kept him stiff but didn't get him off. The big finish came from the tigress once more. He probably should have suspected as much. She stood up so that her head was on level with his as he hung there, then gave him a soft kiss. The twins were still playing with his cock, stroking it, tugging it, tasting it, but somehow that gentle touch from the tigress was every bit as erotic. She kissed him deeper than she ever had before. In time it grew to become more of a kiss.

She wasn't an especially large woman, but she was all kinds of flexible. That even extended to how wide she could open her jaws. She wrapped her mouth around his muzzle and then she just kept going. Deeper and deeper still, she worked until he heard the first wet, deep, satisfying glurk of a swallow. Oh it was so much more than a kiss. The tigress gave him no warning, no introduction to what she was about to do. She merely proceeded to eat him, one gulp at a time.

That he might be good enough to join with her gorgeous, motherly body for a while was all the flattery he ever needed. She worked slowly but with the same deep focus she seemed to show every important task. Inching along over his face allowed him to sink deeper and deeper into her warmth, into her humid embrace. Kneading him from all sides with the power of her gullet. She didn't have to stuff him away. He slipped inside her at a comfortable pace, bulging in her throat while she worked on him.

"Gonna be tigress foooood," Mira eventually teased, breaking the wordless silence that had been up to then only interrupted by the sound of the tigress dragging her meal away.

Ravus barely heard it. His head was engulfed in her throat by then. He wasn't sure what she was going to do about all those ropes. They held him nicely in place for eating, but surely they were going to halt her progress eventually. Indira seemed to have that all planned out. She untied just enough of him along the way to keep anything from getting in her way. Many of those ropes still slid down right along with the rest of him. He wondered if those would be hard on her stomach. She didn't seem worried. Nothing was going to stop her from having her meal, even if it meant eating the very bindings that kept him where she wanted him.

Eventually, she removed him from the harness, letting his legs drop down, still bound together. They dangled from her jaws as she worked her way down past his chest and to his cum-stuffed middle. He could still feel his belly sloshing slightly while she worked her fangs along his gut and his spine alike. A long, hard swallow pushed him past the halfway point as she settled down, gathering up her prey, clasping his ankles to help restrain him. It wasn't necessary, though he did give the occasional squirm in response to the feeling of sinking down inside of her, especially once he started filling out her belly.

A whole cat like him was going to be a big meal for the slender tigress, but he rounded her out comfortably. She didn't stop. The twins were kind enough to rub her belly while he settled in through those final swallows. Before he was fully gone though, she made sure to loosen one more rope - and it was the one that allowed her to release him entirely from his bondage with one long tug. She extracted those drool-soaked ropes from her mouth at the same time as she swallowed his naked legs, leaving him entirely unbound by the time she was down to his paws, almost fully devoured by the mother tigress.

She was getting massive. Swallowing someone bigger than her was no small feat, but it was one she took to with ease. Laying herself back as she finished the last of him off, she closed her eyes and settled into a pillow. A long, heavy sigh was all that escaped one once she had fully eaten him. He was a curled up shape, pushing out on the walls all around him, wriggling, and of course purring. She purred back, or at least her thunderous equivalent. It sounded even deeper resonating through the walls around him along with her steady, slow heartbeat. Even aroused, she never seemed to lose her calm.

It slowed more as she relaxed, all but falling asleep on the spot after eating the entire snep. He knew she'd be gentle with him, even through something like digestion. Having the twins there to massage him through it all was going to help too. They worked their expert fingers like magicians, kneading right into the spots that caused the most relaxation, even through the layers that separated him from the outside world. He had to think to himself even as sleepiness overtook him that this wasn't the first time they helped their mom with some live prey just swallowed.

"You're going to look so good on her tits."

The pantheress spoke right to that belly, kissing the shape of him while she did. He could sort of hear her, sometimes guessing at her exact words. They made him blush nonetheless.

"They always seem to go to them whenever we eat people," Mahiri noted. "I wonder why that is?"

"I dunno. Fat tits look good getting fatter." Mira nodded, and Mahiri nodded too.

"You make a good point. Well, nothing left for us to do but help you settle. Just relax, Ravus. You're in for a long ride, but we'll see you again when you're back."

"And I am going to expect your attention to the curves you make," Indira unexpectedly interjected, adding even more bass to that sultry rumble. "As well as the exercise to help work off the padding."

The twins grinned at that then turned back to praising and tending to that belly with their fingers, lips, and tongues. They all but worshipped the rounded shape of them while the tigress settled in all the more. Her breathing was slow and rhythmic, her belly tight but relatively calm. It faintly gurgled in anticipation of what she was going to do to him over the course of a long nap. He was going to sleep right through it, soothed by her claiming dominance, by her surprising appetite. Getting even closer to the woman he so enjoyed spending time with was its own gift, even if it meant dwelling down in the humid darkness for a long, long time. He was going to tell her exactly how much he enjoyed being taken by her like that when he returned to his form. And he was going to show her his appreciation as best a snow leopard like him knew how.