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The sound of the telephone ringing seemed to practically echo through the house, reaching the ears of the feminine feline as she was opening the front door. Her golden brown tail flickered as she shifted her weight, moving to sprint some toward the kitchen. The bags were set down on the counter before reaching out with one paw to get a hold of the phone and lifting it up to the ear.

"Kroger residence, Cinnamon speaking. How can I help you?" She shifted as she moved to hear the phone better, reaching out with her free paw to one of the grocery bags. The plastic rustled slightly as it was pulled open, looking into it to see what goes where.

A young feminine voice responded in greeting over the line. Cinnamon's ears shifted as she heard the sound coming over the line, her long feline tail flicking in excitement. A smile moved across her golden furred face as she started to put away what she already had in the house.

"Susan honey," she said into the phone with a note of happy amusement, "I'm glad that you called your mother when you got back from your honeymoon, but I didn't mean you had to call right after." She shifted slightly as she listened. "Yes, I wanted you to call when you got home, but I thought it would be later in the evening." She stopped talking as she listened to the other end of the line. She continued to move around, putting away as much as she could. The feline's movement started to slow down as the tone of the conversation seemed to change. One of the cat ears flickered slightly.

"Yes," she sighed out gently, looking at her kitchen, "the house is very empty right now and I do get some what lonely." She looked around a moment, before shaking herself slightly and taking a deep breath. "But it's not like this is entirely new. I've had the house to myself for a while now and I'm fine. You're just nervous about starting to have a family of your own." She grinned again, her voice taking on a teasing tone, "Now hurry up young lady. Stop worrying about your own mom and get to work to making me a grandma. The house may be empty now, but I'm expecting grandchildren to make some excitement happen in my home once again."

The two continued talking a little longer before finally ending their call and hanging up. When the last of the groceries were put away, the female cougar went up to change out of her clothes. As she started removing her work clothes, she slowed down, stopping to take a look at herself in the mirror.

Her tail went limp slightly as her ears lowered. She shifted looking at herself. Her paws moved to her chest, lifting them slightly before letting them go and watching them drop slightly as she considered the first signs of the soft mounds starting to sag with age and children.

The feminine paws moved down over her chest to her stomach. She pressed firmly on it a moment, feeling it being out a little more after having been pregnant and for some reason never really being able to get back the figure she had before her first child had been born.

The soft grip moved outwards and down slightly further to the hips. They had gotten wider with the births, having been pushed apart some by motherhood. It also had the effect of making her butt larger as well.

Cinnamon gave a shake of her head, getting off the thoughts she was having. She continued to remove her work outfit, changing into her exercise outfit. Her paws moved to adjust the garments, making sure the tee shirt and shorts set properly as she headed out to the porch and started to stretch.

The cougar woman closed her eyes, feeling the pull of the muscles and shifting of her body as she prepared work out for the day. Her tail shifted to adjust the feeling and something under her skin twitched as one of her joints changed slightly, letting out a small pop.

Finally feeling ready, the female feline started jogging off her porch and down to work along the sidewalk. The paws started tapping lightly on the pavement as she started to move briskly, tail shifting to keep up. The long powerful feline legs moved briskly, causing her hips and butt to sway and her breast to jiggle with each step.

For the most part, her jog was uneventful. For some reason, few individuals in the neighborhood came out to enjoy it, despite how lovely and well kept it was. It seemed a waste to Cinnamon somewhat. The people who were rich enough to live in an area as nice as this, were for some reason unable to appreciate it for the most part.

Cinnamon's pace started to slow down as she was going by one particular house. She looked at the front where the for sale sign, having been there for over a month, now had a sold sign on the top. A smile crossed her lips as it was nice to see someone was doing well enough to move into an area like this.

The mountain lion woman picked up her pace again as she kept going, moving to head into the park. She changed her pace slightly, letting her eyes look around her more as she headed toward and down one of the paths. Her eyes looked at one of the playgrounds, watching the young children who were enjoying themselves their while their maids, nannies, and Au pairs looked on and watch. She felt a small pang of sympathy, as she always did when she saw the young who the parents gave the responsibility of raising to someone else instead of being a part of their lives themselves. The female feline was so busy watching the kids and their paid caretakers enjoying the afternoon, that she was unaware of what was going on further.

On the opposite side of the path that was being used for the jog, stood two young males. One was a white tiger, his eyes glistening as he stood in the shadows of the trees, causing his black stripes to blend slightly. He looked at the area around him through the view screen of the camera. He held a tripod under one arm, collapsed as small as it would go.

His companion, a border collie, stood out under the sun, causing the white of his fur to reflect the light some. His ears shifted as he tried to pick up some nose, eyes scanning the trail and playground in front of them for something specific. The canine tongue hung open as he panted slightly. His mouth shut as he caught sight of a gold brown furred form jogging along the path. His ears perked up and eyes focused, watching the female a while and his nose twitching to catch her scent as best he could. One paw reached out to get the tiger's attention and point out the jogger coming across their path.

The tiger looked at where he was pointed and gave a nod. He aimed the camera up at the female and zoomed in to look at the cougar a moment. He then set it to record as the two of them moved to started heading toward her, trying to intercept her on the path without having to run too much. A small smile started to appear on their faces as they noticed that she started to slow down, taking notice of them.

Cinnamon slowed down as she sensed something. Her golden eyes glanced around, catching sight of two males heading toward her, one of whom had a camera that was on and running to film her. Her ears twitched and tail flicked in a moment of nervousness, but she did not feel threatened or intimidated by them for some reason. The jogging stopped fully, watching as the young male canine and feline quickly approached. The soft feminine lips moved to curl up some, reflecting the smiles she saw.

The collie introduced himself as Terry, and the tiger as Tim. The two started to walk with Cinnamon, asking her about herself while on camera. She found herself giving them her age, marital status, and telling them how many children she had.

"When was the last time you had sex?" Tim suddenly asked from behind the camera. Cinnamon was caught off guard by the question. She felt her face heating up with a blush as she tried to remember how long it had been.

"Well," she finally said, "my youngest is fifteen, so about nine months before then. Close to sixteen years." She caught a look of lust in the eyes of the pair as they looked at her then glanced at each other. Something told her that she should probably start to leave and get away from these two. At the same time, the memory of how long it had been since the last time she had been with someone woke up a yearning inside her.

Terry moved toward her and stood beside her. He placed one of his paws on the small of her back, slipping down to stroke the top of her butt and base of her tail before slipping up under the waistline of her shirt. The paw shifted and flexed, pressing firmly into the small of her back before the dull canine claws started shifting against her fur covered skin, sending small tingles of pleasure through her body.

The cougar fem tensed some at the feeling of the paw against, then start to let out a purr as she felt the gentle rubbing and scratching. She felt the slight push against her as Terry started to move, then moved to walk along with him, noticing Tim was falling in step behind them. She pushed her hips back to stick her butt out toward the camera more, moving to sway more as she walked to give the voyeuristic tiger a show.

The mountain lioness let out a gasp of surprise and pleasure as she suddenly felt a paw grab her tail, giving a firm squeeze before stroking along the length. She turned her head some and looked back, catching sight of a large grin on the white tiger's face. The male continued to film the shapely feminine backside while reaching out grab and stroke her tail again.

Something inside her head started to ask her why she was doing this. She knew fairly well that these two were planning on trying to have sex with her. She did not really know them though. Why was she going with them when she knew this? Why was she not trying to get away? To stop this? Was she so desperately horny that she was willing to let two strangers have their way with her? Even if they were young, good looking and...

Cinnamon pressed her legs together slightly as she continued to walk. Her eyes had glanced down at the front of Terry's pants and caught sight of the bulge that was starting to swell there. The fact she caused that combined with the possible size caused an itch between her thighs.

"I have never been with a canine before," she said softly, "or a tiger. Only person I ever had sex with was my ex-husband, and he was a cougar as well."

"Well the cock of a tiger isn't different then that of a cougar," Terry replied gently, "Though Tim may be larger than your husband. As for a canine, we're quite different, but most seem to enjoy it." The collie grinned and licked his lips. He slid his paw down her back, slipping into her shorts and panties to grip one of her butt cheeks and give it a firm squeeze.

The female feline shivered and gasped out in pleasure. It had been so long, she wanted it, needed it. Something inside her still told her to stop. This was wrong and she should not go through with it. She was not this kind of female. Not one to sleep with random males, not outside and certainly not on camera. She should get away. Leave now. For some reason though. She did not want to. She wanted to feel what it was like with both of them. The very core of her sex burned with excitement and her nether lips started to drip with anticipation, causing her panties to begin getting wet.

The two males lead the female to a secluded patch of trees where they would be out of sight of anyone who would be passing by. It looked like in this part of the park, the chances were unlikely for that to happen however. It seemed as though they were the only three out that far, with no one else in sight. Tim moved past the other two somewhat, setting up the tripod. He then turned and stood in front of it for a moment, turning the camera back on.

As soon as the record light came on, Terry grabbed Cinnamon, turning her to face him. He gripped her firmly as he started to massage her rump through her shorts. He squeezed and massaged the cheeks before slipping his thumbs into the waistband, pulling them down to expose her panties.

Cinnamon let out a noise of pleasure as her rump was played with. She stopped as her shorts were pulled down, moving to step out of them. She turned back around to face the camera again, taking a hold of her shirt and lifting it up off her head to expose her bra as well.

Tim let out a growl of lust and licked his lips as he looked at the older female standing before him. He stepped away from the tripod, stepping toward her and catching sight of Terry still behind the female. The tiger moved toward one side as the collie took a hold of the cougar's hips, turning her sideways to the camera some.

The masculine paws reached out, the striped feline ones taking a hold of the bra to undo the clasp as the white canine pair slid over the rump before taking a hold of the panties and pulling them down. Soon the female feline was standing there completely naked between two males.

Terry looked at the feline rump with a small murr, then leaned forward to give it a gentle nibble and long slow lick ending in another nip. His paws gripped and massaged the firm thighs as he repeated the process again, teasing the backside. His nose twitched with each move, catching the feline scent and taking in how aroused she was. The canine then pulled away, moving around to the camera. He took it off the tripod and moved toward their subject and the tiger now with her.

The collie moved behind the cougar, starting the camera on the back of her thighs and panning up to look at the underside of her rump and catch a hint of her nether lips. He then raised it more to be eye level with her butt and moved to circle around to her hip some. The canine had the camera travel further up, following the feline stomach and stopping on her chest to zoom in on her bare breast and exposed nipples.

With the camera on the breasts, Tim reached out with his paws, cupping the undersides of the mounds and lifting them some. He gave them a gentle squeeze, his claws unsheathing for a second to just barely touch and scratch the skin. He slid up some, letting his thumbs stroke over the nipples and press on the sensitive flesh for a moment.

One paw moved to squeeze and massage the mound more as the other cupped the breast and raised it again. This time the tiger leaned forward. He took a gentle nip of the sensitive skin and growled to send vibrations along the nipple. The feline jaw relaxed slightly as the tongue slid out, running over top of the sensitive flesh before pressing and licking again. He let out another growl, sending more vibrations along the skin as he continued to lick and nibble.

Cinnamon started to moan and breathe heavily in excitement as her breasts were played with. She moved one paw to the back of the tiger's head, stroking through the thick soft fur and teasing the base of her ears. Someone took a hold of her other arm, bringing her paw down to the fly of the pants the feline male was wearing. She gave a firm squeeze, stroking along the length through the fabric of his clothes, feeling his excitement in her grip.

Tim rocked his hips against her grip as he moved away from her nipple. He took a hold of his shirt and pulled it off before taking her nipple to suck and lick once more. He bit down and growled as he started undoing his pants.

Terry moved the camera between the female feline's legs, adjust the viewer as he moved behind her. He licked his lips before moving his muzzle forward and up. The tip of the canine muzzle pressed against the feline nether lips as his tongue pushed out. He pushed forward, parting the slit as he sink into her warm wet folds.

Cinnamon started to pant in pleasure, pushing her chest toward the tiger as her hips shifted to rock and grind against the canine muzzle. Her muscles tensed some, trying to squeeze the tongue that was exploring her depths. She had never felt anyone lick at her sex so far.

She reached down with her paws, trying to help the male tiger strip off his lower garment. One paw wrapped around the erection, stroking the length and feeling the spines on the length pricking on her soft sensitive paw pad.

The two males pulled away, letting go of her and leaving her confused a moment. She watched as Tim and Terry traded the camera off, the canine moving in front of the cougar woman as the nude tiger moved around behind her. One paw gripped her hips pulling her back some as another took a hold of her shoulder, pulling her to bend over some. Soon she was bent over, her face in the covered crotch of the Border Collie.

Tim kept his grip on the feline hip with one paw a moment longer as he aimed the camera at her rump and his crotch. The tiger let the cougar go to take a hold of the base of his shaft, watching as he moved to line up. A small growl emanated from his throat as he lined the head of his shaft up with her feminine opening. He pushed forward, his growl getting louder as he worked to sink into her tight, almost virgin tight, vaginal depths.

Terry moved one paw to the top of the cougar fem's head, stroking through her hair and at the base of her ears. The other moved to the front of his jeans, pulling the button loose and zipping the fly down. The pink canine shaft stood firmly, the smooth length glistening some as it was now right in front of the feminine muzzle.

Cinnamon moaned out in pleasure and pain as she felt a male penetrate her depths for the first time in a decade and a half. Her body clamped down on the length, trying to pull it deeper as she pushed her hips back toward the male hood. She leaned into the paw on her head, then stopped and looked at the length right in front of her eyes.

Her mouth fell open as she took in the scent of the male arousal that did not smell anything like she had smelled before. She moved to grip the male hips better, making sure to be supported as she was penetrated. Her feline tongue slid out of her lips, licking along them before moving forward. The rough texture pressed against the underside of the male hood, sliding up along the length from the base to the tip.

Tim shifted to lean back as he started to pull back. His body was tense as he felt his length sliding from the tight depths, barbs tugging at the walls of her depths as he was working out to just the tip. He then gave a fast, hard thrust, hips slapping against the toned rump as he slammed in as deep as he can get with a grunt of pleasure before pulling back again.

Terry murred out in pleasure as he felt the rough tongue along the smooth underside of his length, his male hood twitching and releasing a small amount of pre cum. He gripped the top of her head with one paw as the other reached out to grab the camera. He held her firmly as he started to film her mouth with his shaft, moving his hips to push the head of his length past her lips to sink his length into her mouth and throat. He murred in pleasure as he felt the warm wetness around his member.

Cinnamon gasped out in surprise as she felt the male sudden force himself into her muzzle. She pulled her head back slightly, gagging as he had started to push into her throat. The cougars eyes closed as she started to suck, pressing her tongue against the underside. The feline head started to move back to the tip before pushing forward to take the length as deep into her mouth as she could comfortably. Her hips continued to rock, moving back and forth to meet the thrusting in her depths.

Tim closed his eyes as he started to pump his hips more firmly, feeling himself getting close. He reached out and snatched the camera from the canine, aiming it at the back of the cougar fem underneath him. He pulled back hard to grip his length and stroke as he reached his climax. The length swelled and twitched in his grip, spurting the thick warm ropes of gooey cat cum onto the upturned butt. Some of the fluid hit the base of the tail and traced along the crack of the shapely rump.

The cougar let out a small noise of disappointment as she felt the shaft pull out of her body. She looked back, wiggling her rump as she felt the warm gooey cream spray onto her rear. She let out a noise of surprise as the shaft was pulled from her mouth, her golden eyes looking up at the border collie curiously.

Terry gave one more stroke of the feline then pulled away from her muzzle. He moved around behind her as he gripped her hips, turning her to grip a tree for support. He stroked her rump, licking his muzzle as he got in position. He gripped her inner thighs and gave a firm squeeze, stroking up and over her slit before moving to grip her hips.

The cougar fem turned to look over her shoulder at him. She let out a lustful noise of want and need. Her hips raised higher as she spread her legs wider. She was practically begging to be filled. Her tail was raised high and firm as she waited, breathing heavily in anticipation.

Terry watched as Tim took the camera, moving underneath the two of them and aiming up to watch the penetration. The collie moved to get in a better position as he lined himself up. He squeezed the feline hips tightly as he pushed forward, sinking his own length into the tight wet depths that until so recently had not been explored in quite a long time.

Cinnamon let out a small sigh of disappointment as she felt the tip of the canine shaft started sinking into her body. It was then replaced by a moan of pleasure as he pushed deeper, part of her lips stretching as she felt him go further than anyone else and something large at the base of his length pressing against her nether lips.

The border collie gripped the older female firmly as he rocked his hips against her rump, enjoying the feel of her sex around his length as the knot pressed and stroked along the opening. He pushed her forward as he finally started to pull back, moving to slip out to just the tip.

The Cougar fem whimpered as she felt the length slipping from her body. Her sex tried to squeeze down on the length and pull it back in, not wanting to let go. She shifted in the strong male grip, trying to push backwards with the male hood instead of being moved forward.

Terry kept a firm grip on Cinnamon, keeping in control of the situation. He grinned some as he pushed forward, his eyes closing as he moved to sink his way back into her warm wet feminine folds. He pushed forward more, pressing the knot more firmly against the opening and grinding before pulling back again.

Cinnamon closed her eyes and started to calm down. She started to move her body, working to try and meet the thrusts and grinds from the collie behind her. The knot pressing against her sent thrills of pleasure through her body. She pressed against it more firmly, trying to take it. The thrill of something new and different was so exciting to her. She wanted it so badly.

Terry leaned forward, nipping on her shoulder and growling into the flesh. He moved his arms to grip the cougar fem tighter, moving her more as he pulled back and thrust forward, shifting to rock and part as firmly as he can. The canine's body tensed each time he pushed, pressing the knot against the sex more as he tried to tie with her before pulling back again.

The cougar fem closed her eyes and shifted her legs as she pushed out. She let out a yowl of pleasure as the canine knot sank into her depths with a wet popping sound. The feline growled and pushed back, taking the knot and shaft as deep as she can, her depths squeezing down on the flesh now buried inside her.

The Border Collie tensed and growled out as he felt himself tying with the feline. He kept his grip on her body. He bit on the shoulder more as he growled. The male hips pulled back, tugging the knot against the inside of the fem sex, then thrusts forward as deep as he can before pulling back again.

Cinnamon let out a massive yowl, almost a roar, of pleasure as she reached her orgasm. Her body shook and twitch as she felt a release she could barely remember pulsing through her like lightning. Her paws squeezed into the tree, digging deep gashes into the wood of the tree she had been moved to brace against.

Terry could not take it anymore. He thrusts his hips forward once more, sinking as deep as he can. He snarled out in pleasure as the knot inflated to lock him in place. His dull claws dug into the soft furred flesh as he shifted. The thick ropes of warm sticky doggy cum started pumping into the feline depths.

The older cougar fem moaned out as she felt the fluid pouring into her. Her grip on the tree started to relax as she leaned against it, panting some as she continued to rock, working to collect as much of the male seed as she could get. Her body started to sag in exhaustion, feeling paws grabbing her to keep her from going completely limp.

"Are you okay?' one of the males asked, Cinnamon was not sure which at the moment. She gave a small nod though, letting the strong arms support her for a moment. She shifted and blinked some, practically falling asleep at the moment.

"I guess she won't be struggling to get loose for a bit," Terry said, "She's exhausted."

The two waited as the canine's knot started to deflate. Cinnamon managed to come to before the canine pulled free. The two males smiled to each other, helping the feline up and back into position.

The canine gave a small push forward, causing the feline to moan out in pleasure, then pulled back to slip free with a slight pop from the knot and a wet noise as the shaft slipped free. The Collie took the camera, lowering it down to be at eye level with the feminine sex once more.

Cinnamon smiled as she was told what to do. She reached down with one paw between her legs, putting her fingers to her sex and spreading it open. She closed her eyes, moaning slightly as she shifted. The vaginal muscles contracted, tightening and pushing before relaxing again. As she did, she pushed the canine semen from her sex, letting it pour out of her body and drip onto the ground for the camera to see.

The camera was passed back to Tim, who was already dressed while the two were tied together, who went ahead and started to walk off while the other two began to get dressed. The feline felt her face heat up as she looked at the male canine getting dressed next to her.

"Uhm..." she started, "I guess I should thank you." She looked up at him and smiled. "Like I said, it's been a while since I've been with someone. It was great to feel something like that again." She felt herself heat up more. "And I've never done anything like that. This was all very exciting."

"I enjoyed it as well," he said with a small smile. The collie reached into his pocket, pulling out a business card, "Tim and I run a set of website, including ones for older woman and MILFs, both of which fit you." He turned to see Tim with the papers. "We would like to post it up on our site. So if you could sign these forms giving your consent, we would appreciate it."

Cinnamon, took the papers and started to scan through them. Her eyes slid over the sheets and took as much as they could quickly. She took the pen, filling out her address and phone number, then giving her signature. She smiled as she handed it back.

"Thank you," the border collie said with a smile, "If you ever want to play with us again or do another video, the address is on the card I gave you. I'm sure we would love to have more of you."

"If I did keep making movies with you to post," she teased with a grin, "I think at some point we'll have to renegotiate how much of a percentage I get from them." She moved to hug them both. "It was fun and ten percent seems like a good deal, but a girl does have to look out for herself." She gave a wink before walking off, making sure to give her hips plenty of sway.

As she walked back through the park the way she had come and started toward home, she looked down, paying little attention to what was going on around her. The cougar woman's mind went through what had happened. She was feeling numerous emotions going through her mind. Guilt and shame at having sex with two strangers in the middle of the park, the embarrassment as she realized that their was going to be a video of it on the internet, which she actually okayed. At the same time she was happy, thrilled and excited. She had sex again, and with two males. It felt so exciting, like something had been awakened. Not only had she felt something she had not in a long time, she also felt some new sensations, and loved it.

Cinnamon was so caught up in her thoughts, she had not realized that she had reached the house that had just been sold, nor did she notice that there was now a moving van in front of her. That was until she almost ran into it. As she turned to go around, she felt herself hitting the body of another individual. She let out a grunt at the impact before falling back onto the ground. Some air was forced out of her lungs as she landed on her butt, feeling it sting as she sat there for a moment.

"Are you alright?" a voice asked behind her. She turned to look at who it was, and felt her throat go dry.