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Welcome to Wellgarden - Part One

Wellgarden was one of the most unique areas of Lyra city. Located in the upper part of the city's eastern quarter, it stood on the edge of one of the largest and most prosperous Taur districts within the city limits. Not only was the area unique for its diverse population, taurs and bipeds of all species living in close quarters, but also for being one of the foremost areas of pro-taur development. All over the neighbourhoods that comprised Wellgarden, the apartment blocks, shopping precincts and office towers, there were always signs of construction. Of change and development, funded by both local businesses, council projects and indeed private citizens' investments. Wellgarden prided itself on striving to become the first all access area of the city, with amenities, transport links and housing suitable for taurs and bipeds alike. And in particular, North Wellgarden was one neighbourhood closest of all to achieving that goal.

Of course, the local population's overall desire for diversity and fellowship amongst all species and creeds did not mean there weren't issues. Overall Lyra City was still very much a biped centred metropolis, and with the recent influx of more and more taurs of all different species and walks of life, tensions were running high between groups on both sides who believed, however foolishly, that they were somehow superior, be it physically, morally or even spiritually, than those with more, or fewer, legs than them. As such, areas like Wellgarden, while peaceful, were by no means desirable locations for living. Many families and individuals would write off such a location for living straight away, for fear that they might end up with neighbours who did not think as they did. Who might say or do strange things, or expect their fellow residents to comply with whatever odd beliefs their culture possessed.

Thus, house prices remained relatively low and steady, a perfect opportunity for the first time buyer. Particularly the young, adventurous types who had grown up after the worst of the clashes between taurs and bipeds had ceased, and who had never understood the distrust between the four legged and two legged which many of their parents' generation seemed to retain in abundance.

That was how Ignatious and Maya had come to North Wellgarden. Open minded and excited by the idea of living in such a neighbourhood, surrounded by a spectrum of all that Lyra City had to offer, the newly engaged couple had leapt at the opportunity of buying their way onto the property ladder. Not with some small box apartment close to where they had both grown up, nor seeking to barter their way into an apartment-share with other graduates from their college. They wanted a place of their own, and in North Wellgarden, there were an array of spacious one bedroom apartment's available precisely in the middle of their budget.

For the two young lovebirds, their building was a dream come true. The renovations to make it habitable for both bipeds, the category into which they both fell, and taurs alike, had been completed less than a year prior to their buying the apartment. Yet still, after that length of time, its tenancy list was only about half full. Their particular apartment was on the top floor, chosen because of the rather beautiful view out over the local park. There were four other apartments on their floor, but only one of those was currently occupied. Two others were owned by a property development company, but had been sitting in show-room state without much interest from investors or clients for the best part of six months, and the other was simply waiting, as theirs had been, for the right first buyer to come along.

Their neighbours, two doors down, had been wonderfully welcoming from the moment Maya and Ignatious set foot into the building. They had heard the young couple shuffling through the corridor with their boxed up possessions, spotted the rental truck sitting out on the kerb below, and almost instantly swept out into the hallway to volunteer themselves to help the newcomers move in.

By the time all their boxes were unloaded some four hours later, the two couples already knew that they were going to be more than neighbours. Laughing and joking around like old friends, they had settled down amidst the boxes for an impromptu take-out lunch, and by the end of the day they were embracing fondly as they bid one another good day. Promises had been made to help Maya and Ignatious unpack the following day after work, and sure enough, they were good as their word.

The couple in question were married. A pair of taurs; one a white tiger, his wife a coyote. It was a strange parallel for the two younger furs. Like looking at versions of themelves six or seven years into the future. A little older, more settled into life in this neighbourhood, and with a couple of extra limbs apiece. Sure, Zephyr was a tiger rather than an amur leopard like Ingatious, and Terra was a coyote instead of a chilla fox like Maya. But as far as lineages were concerned, feline and canid respectively, there were enough similarities to make Ignatious and Maya instantly look up to and admire the married pair.

Over the following few weeks, a definite friendship was kindled between the two couples. They found that to their delight they had a great many things in common. All four of them worked similar hours, so they were free to hang out and see one another much of the time. They all enjoyed good food, and preferred a relaxing glass of wine to a night full of high volume spirits or beers. They were both active, albeit with bikes being Ignatious and Maya's method of choice while Terra and Zephyr preferred running, and perhaps most importantly of all... they shared a similarly off-colour sense of humour. Sure, they may have been a little middle class in some of their habits, but there was nothing classy or pretentious about what made them all laugh.

A routine swiftly developed between the two couples, who treated their floor of the building more like a single, vast apartment rather than two separate homes. With no-one but the mail-carrier needing to come up as far as them from the floors below, they began to leave their doors unlocked. Indeed, by the time Maya and Ignatious had been in the building for two months, they were barely ever knocking at their friends' front door. It really did begin to feel like they were all just roommates in a very, very spacious apartment. They'd eat together almost every day, and when one or more of them were busy with other social commitments or business obligations , those who were left at home alone would spend the whole day with their neighbour, just hanging out and going about the normal, restful activities of a day off, but with a friend there to share the time with.

It may have seemed a little strange, but practically the only time the two couples spent apart were the hours they spent getting ready for bed at night and getting up for work in the mornings. No, they may not have been actively doing things together each and every day without fail. But at times when they were all in the apartment building, it never felt as though they were entirely apart. They were just a quick walk down the corridor if they had a question, fancied going out or getting food in for dinner, or simply wanted someone else to whom they could tell a new joke.

And so it continued. These good friends becoming great friends, then best friends, until finally they found themselves thinking as one unit. A happy family of couples, the married and the soon to be married, sharing practically every aspect of their lives with one another. Their joys and sorrows. Their best days and their worst. Almost everything, until one day, one morning, that almost began to fade away.

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It was 7.20am when Ignatious and Maya stepped out of their apartment, ready to head for work. Just like any other day, Maya had a satchel slung over her shoulder containing her lunch and a spare set of clothes. The number one rule she'd learned from her first couple of months on the job as a visitor guide at the Lyra City science museum was that there was nowhere, including exhibits and members of staff, upon which members of the public... or more commonly their bored or over-excited children... wouldn't throw up. Her fiance on the other hand had no such worries. Working as a research assistant for one of his former professors, Ignatious almost never came home from work with stories of rowdy children projectile vomiting in his direction. Except of course for that one unfortunate day with his boss's niece and the book of cancerous tumour photographs.

Even though neither one of them started work until 8.30, they always caught the subway together before going their separate ways once into the central district. On many occasions they would stick their head into the other apartment and say good morning to Zephyr and Terra, usually up having breakfast prior to heading off to the office jobs where they had met, and remained as colleagues to this very day. On this particular day however, the two bipeds knew that their friends would not be preparing for work. It was Terra's thirty third birthday, and the taurs had booked the day off well in advance so that they could spend it together.

To their surprise though, the apartment door down the hallway from their own wasn't merely unlocked, it was ajar. Hanging open, so that even from their own doorway Maya and Ignatious could hear the sounds emanating from within.

Firm, rhythmic slaps. Sharp gasps. Grunts. Moans.

The chilla and leopard glanced at one another, and smirked bashfully as they began to walk ever so quietly down the corridor, not wishing to disrupt their dear friends' birthday entertainment.

"O-ohh... Zephyr!"

The heavy, deep noises of bodies pressing urgently against one another were getting faster as the two bipeds moved towards the door, and though Terra was the only one to call out in recognisable words, they could distinctly pick out both their friends cries and moans of pleasure.

"Right there! Yes... oh... ohhh Zephyr! I... I love... ahhh!"

Ignatious swallowed heavily as he felt Maya's paw slip into his own, fingers entwining through his and squeezing firmly. He glanced towards his bride to be, and saw that however brightly he could feel his own cheeks burning, the grey furred chilla's face was surely equally as well lit up.

"Harder! C-cum in me... cum with me, Z-Zeph! Now. Now. Y...y-yes... _ yes _!"

Stumbling slightly as he heard Terra scream in obvious orgasmic ecstasy, a roaring snarl of bliss from Zephyr following swiftly in it's wake, Ignatious turned to see why he had been pulled up short. The answer was simple. Maya had stopped. The chilla fox had frozen where she stood, resisting and pulling her fiance back as he tried to advance beyond the partially open door. Her face was flushed, her eyes glazed, and staring at her lover with pleading urgency.

She wanted to stay. Just for a moment. To stay, and to listen.

So they did. They waited, hand in hand within the corridor beyond their best friends' apartment, and heard the orgasmic rapture of the two taurs first-hand. It was loud, it was intense, and it was potently erotic. Neither one of them could deny being aroused by the sound of it, nor did they try.

Soon enough, perhaps even too soon for their liking, it was over. It was done, and as the sounds of heavy breathing, giggling, and whispered murmurs of affection replaced the intensely passionate cries, Maya and Ignatious continued on their way.

They stepped into the elevator at the end of the corridor, and as its doors slid shut, Maya giggled, prodding at the bulge in her husband-to-be's crisp, black work trousers.

"S-sorry..."

He murmured bashfully, not wanting his beloved mate to think that he was aroused by the sound of another woman in bliss... however true it may have been. Ignatious need not have worried though, for if Maya's laughter hadn't already made that clear, what she said next most certainly did.

"Don't worry, Iggy... god knows I've got one hell of a lady-boner right now. Just promise me something, okay?"

Ignatious squeezed his fiance's hand delicately.

"Name it. Anything for you."

Maya licked her lips, letting loose a deep, murmuring growl of excitement.

"Tonight... you have to make me scream like that."

And he did. That evening, and the following morning too.

At 5.30am, Ignatious awoke to find the love of his life squirming in bed beside him, huffing and shuddering as she touched herself. She was watching him. Waiting, hoping for him to awaken. No sooner had he done so, turning his head towards her with a weary but gleeful smile, she was all over him. Straddling him. Working him to full arousal, his morning wood only half way there at this early hour, before riding him to a mutual bout of loud, yelping, yowling rapture.

Only afterwards, at about 6.15am, did she confess what had gotten her so worked up.

"W-when I woke up... at about five. I went out into the hallway, a-and I opened our front door. I know Terra and Zephyr will still be asleep... but, just knowing that they could hear us if they were awake. Isn't it kind of... w-well..."

Ignatious nodded slowly, the leopard stifling a yawn and leaning over to kiss his wife-to-be upon the muzzle.

"Kinda hot? Yeah, it really is."

So began a strange, rather exciting time for the younger couple. Their sex life had always been fairly active, having begun their relationship as simply a bit of intensely pleasurable fun with another fur they found extremely attractive, and only accidentally developing feelings for one another along the way. But now, with this potential for being overheard lingering in their minds, they found themselves developing something of a hankering for the thrill of getting caught, or indeed catching their friends in the act.

They found themselves being increasingly intimate, though not to the point of anything truly explicit, with Zephyr and Terra present. Cuddling, kissing, even making out as they sat together watching movies on an evening. Their friends didn't mind, heck, they even seemed a little relieved, and neither of the younger pair could help but notice that the two taurs also began to be more openly affectionate with one another.

Early mornings, late nights and even the occasional romp at more sociable hours of the day became more than an intimate indulgence for Maya and Ignatious. They became a necessity, neither one of the pair willing or able to wait for the next chance to be with their lover. Each time it went the same way, regardless of what acts were to be performed. The mood would intensify right to the point where sex was an inevitability, only for one of the two to pull away from the other... grinning and blushing, to go and slip the door to their apartment open.

On a couple of occasions, Maya and Ignatious thought they heard something as they rough-housed and romped together pre or post sex. In the midst of the act of course, they were always far too caught up in one another to pay attention to anything else. What they did know for sure however, was that since that first occasion, Zephyr and Terra had started leaving their own front door open much more often, and on more than one occasion they had overheard obvious and wonderfully lewd gasps and moans from within their neighbour's place. The only problem was that they had no way of knowing if it was entirely accidental; if since the first time they'd just been lucky, or their eagerness to catch the taurs in the act had made it more likely to happen. Or, if hope beyond hope, the taurs were putting on more of a show for them, in return for their own increasingly public performances.

The biggest test yet came at the end of one particular Saturday night. The four friends had been hanging out, laughing, chatting, sharing some bottles of wine with the TV on in the background, since they'd gotten together for dinner in the early hours of the evening. For the last half hour or so, barely a word had been spoken between the two couples. They sat in the spacious living room of Zephyr and Terra's apartment. The bipedal couple were curled up together in a taur armchair; easily big enough for two bipeds to comfortably relax upon, whilst the apartment's owners rested upon their low-slung, broad cushioned couch which could comfortably sit three taurs side by side, or one spread out to full size lengthways. Both women had their arms wrapped around their partner's waists, and both men had a hand upon their lover's thigh. They were silent because their lips were busy, busy attending to the love of their lives. Kissing. Making out. Murmuring and purring and growling at one another in frenzied adoration, until finally one of them could not take it any longer.

"O-ohh... g-god. Guys, would you... uh, would you mind if we said goodnight? I need, t-that is, my wife and I would like to... uh..."

Zephyr's voice trailed off, the white tiger taur blushing like a kid who'd just asked his first girlfriend to their grade school dance. His wife however, equally red faced, but not nearly as much due to embarrassment, turned to her friends and spoke honestly... her voice laced with thick, syrupy arousal.

"He wants to take me to bed and hump my brains out. If that's okay?"

Ignatious was up off the armchair in a heartbeat, grinning and panting as he grabbed Maya by the hand.

"No problem. In fact, that sounds like the best idea I've heard all night."

A happy, needy whine of pleasure escaped Maya's lips, and she slapped her free hand across her muzzle in disbelief, staring in apologetic shame at Terra. The coyote just laughed though, and stuck her tongue out at the bipedal female playfully.

"Don't let him stop till he wears you out... I never do."

All four of the dear friends erupted into shrill, excited laughter after that comment, and hurriedly exited the living room with their partner's hand clasped tightly in their own.

Zephyr and Terra were through their bedroom door before Maya and Ignatious had even made it out of the apartment. Neither pair even made a pretense of trying to shut the door, and as the two bipeds rather slowly made their way down the corridor, they could already hear the unmistakable sounds of urgent, frenzied love-making getting under-way between the taurs.

"Y-yes! Deeper... a-all the way in. Don't you dare hold back."

It took all the willpower that the chilla and leopard possessed not to stop and shed their clothing right then and there, each sorely tempted to fall to the floor right there and then and fuck, hard and fast, to the sounds of their neighbours doing the very same. Somehow though, they did resist that powerful temptation. Instead, Ignatious dragged his wife-to-be through their apartment door and into the first room their hallway opened onto. There, in the kitchen, with that door and the door to their home every bit as wide open as their neighbours, he tore off his wife's clothes and fell to his knees, burying his muzzle between her legs to taste the heat and practically sodden wetness that was already waiting there.

They could still hear Terra and Zephyr, distant, but rutting wildly enough for the sound to carry as far as it needed to. Roaring and howling and crying out their love for one another. Soon, they were calling out too. Soon Maya was shrieking, and cumming, and then she was peeling off Ignatious' clothes and lying him flat out on the kitchen tiles, burying her crotch in his face a second time in succession as she swallowed up his barbed feline arousal with a desperately needy, shamelessly loud moan.

That night, very little sleep was had by either couple as they listened to one another making love. Sometimes taking turns while the others rested, other times letting their cries mingle as they all shared in that same heart-stopping, romantic and yet unapologetically exhibitionistic pleasure at once.

Never did they venture out of their apartments, never did they call out in a way that would admit that they knew they were being listened to, or that would admit they were actively listening in, but both couples now knew that their secret was out. No matter who had started it, no matter what their intention, they were now all acutely aware of the sexual lives of their best friends. All that remained now, was to see who would be the first to admit it.

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For the next week, no-one out of the intimately involved foursome made any reference to what was happening between the couples in their little group. That wasn't to say things got awkward, for they most certainly didn't. If anything, the two pairs of neighbours were more friendly and open with one another than ever. They had already been very close indeed, but there now existed a familiarity that went beyond even the closest friendship. A kind of chemistry that was almost romantic, only between couples, rather than individuals.

The closest they all came to broaching the subject was each evening, as the night drew to a close. Inevitably, one of the foursome would bring up wanting to go to bed, normally an hour or two earlier than usual, and another of the group would jokingly ask if they and their partner were going to go and screw. Warm, blushing glows would cross the cheeks of all those present, and in silence, the pair whose apartment they were in would stand up, join hands with their lover, and proceed to the bedroom with not so much as a 'good night'.

The other two would leave. But slowly. More and more slowly every night, until, by the end of the week, Terra caught a glimpse of Ingatious straddling Maya as she finally passed by the open bedroom door. The coyote taur saw Maya's feet pushing the leopard's trousers and underwear down his legs, and his hips falling... sinking... pushing, as chilla began to moan and tremble, obviously feeling his swollen cock slip inside her.

That night, Terra's screams rang out louder and more frequently than ever as she described to her husband what she had seen, reliving it in her mind's eye over and over again.

And the following morning, a quiet Saturday upon which none of the foursome were working, there came a nervous knock at Maya and Ignatious' bedroom door.

"Guys..."

The two bipeds were naked beneath the covers. Maya lying on her back, breasts exposed, the bedding only reaching up to just below her navel, and one of her fiance's outstretched arms draped across her lower chest. Ignatious on his side, cuddled up against his beloved mate, his nose buried intimately in the crook of her neck. They awoke gently despite the suddenness with which the voice spoke, and as true wakefulness began to kick their minds into gear, slowly but surely they both began to blush... but also to smile.

Standing in the bedroom doorway, both as bare naked as they day they were born, were Terra and Zephyr.

"...I think... I think it's time that the four of us had a little talk."

By Jeeves