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He'd definitely heard her say 'bathroom', but she wasn't there. Without a doubt the horny leopardess had ran off up the stairs: he'd seen the flash of her tail disappearing in the hall at the top of them, baiting him to follow. Slightly confused, Kose began quietly trying the golden handles of various doors on the second floor, each one seemingly more ornate than the other; but with everyone else downstairs, there was little chance of him disturbing anyone. It wasn't until he reached a rather lavish door at the end of the hall, he found her.

It was a master bedroom, or at least he assumed it to be. Lavish decoration, with plenty of gold tassels, embroidered purple and red velvet and polished mahogany furniture. But while the gold embroidery and crimson frills were nice, the true gem was sprawled out across the white sheets of a kind sized bed, stripped down to nothing but an exotic, lacy bra, stockings and shoes. Her faintly tufted ears were perked up, and a mischievous smile bared the tips of her teeth, her jade-green eyes luring him in. Softly, he shut the door behind himself, engaging the lock, before making his way over to the bed and climbing atop the sheets.

"That was risky, what if someone else had came in?" The young wolf teased, laying himself down in front of her, taking in the curvaceous body that was reclining before him; that of a female in her prime. Propping herself up on one elbow, her other hand moving to her thigh she gave another mischievous grin, "Well, that would've been your tough luck, because I'm sure they'd have locked you out." She found her muzzle drawing hesitantly closer to his, the mix of nerves and excitement boiling in her chest. "I didn't know you felt that eager to get laid." He replied, feigned surprise and scorn in his voice. Before she could concoct a reply, he moved forwards, kissing her. As soon as their lips touched, any semblance of control drained away, the two of them turning into a frenzy of smooching muzzles and shared tongues, her paw moving to the side of his head. He raised himself up, forcing her to look up to him as they kissed, before the two broke away. Her breath was coming heavy, and she was sure the sound of her hammering heart would be loud enough to draw others. But it was silence compared to what was to come

Kose playfully grabbed her ankles, dragging her out of her seductive recline so she lay flat against the bed. She was shocked at his abruptness as he pinned her down, but didn't shy away from the next kiss, the now position allowing him to kneel and make out with her while giving his paws freedom to explore her body. He started with her hips, soft and malleable under his vigorous squeezing, driving her crazy as she felt his hold moving upwards, running his paws up her sides, until they lay atop her breasts, squeezing lightly through the material of her bra. That didn't last long, the wolf unhooking the catch, placed conveniently at the front, so that the two cups fell to the sides, like ribbons on a parcel.

Free to play with her naked chest, he squeezed her soft, plush breast in each of his paws, neither one fully able to cover the cats bust. His thumbs trailed around her faintly pink areola, before catching onto her nipples, pressing them like buttons and swirling them around, feeling them quickly hardening. Her moans escaped with each breath that gave her respite from their intertwined tongues, reverberating into his mouth, even more so when he squeezed them between his thumb and forefinger, gently tugging. He broke off the kiss, looking down for a second into her dazed face. Already? We're just getting started.

Before she could string together a word, his mouth was on one of her nipples, licking and sucking, taking the whole thing into his mouth, and a bit of her breast, flicking it with his tongue. Her reaction was to yowl faintly, her paws clutching his back rightly, coasting up and down across the material of his suit blazer. As he alternated between her breasts, he'd use his mouth on one and paw on the other, making sure neither went without attention - but only for so long.

Subtly, he let his paw disappear, the cat barely noticing, lost in euphoria as he chewed tenderly on one of her nipples. It was only when the tips of his paw found her clit she took attention, her eyes growing wide, mouth agape and claws pricking the nylon on his back. With gentle deftness, he rubbed the wet little button in tandem with his tongue around her nipples, Cathy arching her back, thighs wavering either side of him as he triggered her soft spots. Kose could feel her reaction, particularly as she lay on the brink of shredding his back, surprised it had taken so little to bring the neglected wife so close. He kept up his mouth and finger play for a little longer, determining the best time to switch.

His mouth left her nipple and drew down her body, weaving a trail of firm kisses down her belly, until his head settled between her legs. She looked down at him with an almost naive puzzlement, his wild golden eyes flashing up to meet hers before he lowered them in order to run his tongue slowly up her slit. The sensation was electric, spasms reaching down her thighs and up her belly, taking the leopard's breath away. Her arms managed to stretch down, paws holding onto his ears like reins as his face dived down again, tongue grinding softly up and down, making sure to press the little button of her clit, rolling over it in short circles.

Just moments with this young stud, and Cathy felt so youthful again; no longer a woman, married to a man she didn't love, but back in the place of her younger self; feisty and explorative. Eyes wide, mouth alternating between smiles of surprise and moans of pleasure, the cat relished every moment, voice rising in pitch with each second Kose spent kissing the delicate slice of her pussy.

He let her experience just how long a lupine's tongue was. Her claws nearly punctured his head as his tongue darted into her, slightly rolled for thickness. He smoothly moved his head back, only for her to push it forwards again, essentially fucking her with his tongue, his warm nose and lips brushing over her clit as he buried it deep. This wasn't teasing, it wasn't foreplay, it was an experience. Her paws moved to the top of his head, gently grabbing the crop of longer fur that made up his hair, urging him to keep rubbing that broad, rippling surface over and into her pussy. She alternated between biting her lip and releasing wavering moans, doing her best to try and keep quiet, but as her climax burned closer like a lit fuse, she wasn't sure she'd be able to keep her mouth shut - not with him and that whirlwind tongue. Right now, he'd managed to bend it so the tip was inside but the base folded up to press her clit, slightly prominent taste buds rippling over the sensitive nub. Against that, how was she not going to scream the place down?

Against the throbbing protests of her pussy, she firmly pushed him away from between his thighs, until he was up, kneeling on the bed. Lunging forwards, she crawled across the sheets on all fours, grabbing his belt, hooking her fingers through it and yanking him closer towards her. Opening the buckle, she drew it fully out of the loops, before discarding it over her shoulder, leaving her free to open up his pants. The exhilaration at her sudden control of the situation showed in the impish smile manifesting over her muzzle, satisfactorily watching him tense up as she dropped a groping paw down his front.

The starch-white boxers beneath were struggling to contain his package, forming a large bulge that moved all the way up to the waistline. She'd seen pictures of his asset, but in front of her like this, the size still took her breath away. It was rock solid, and she could feel every piece of it through the stretched cotton, tracing where it was thickened and bulged. With the excitement of opening some long awaited present, the hungry trophy-wife drew forward the elastic of the boxers waistband with a mixture of slow delicacy and thrilled excitement.

As it sprang up from its confines, she saw the tip wasn't pointed like a cat's, but rounded, like a blunt arrowhead. She placed the palm of her paw the head and found it wet; the wolf had probably been leaking out precum since he'd first seen her, the sticky fluid making it effortless as she rolled her paw over the sensitive tip, making him yowl quietly, almost whimpering from the strong sensation. He was definitely horny, and it was all because of her. The smugness of that fact only added to her own arousal, that this married woman still had exactly what it took to catch a young, strong man. Paw lubricated, she took his shaft and began to pump it, with a loose, brisk flick of her wrist. She found a lack of rough barbs, but instead smooth contours where it bulged and thinned, before forming a huge bulge at the base, by his sheath. It was rock solid to her touch, definitely ready to go, and so big - she'd probably need three hands if she wanted to work it all.

It had been tradition of her family to only marry and be with members of their own or similar species; this lupine cock felt totally alien to her, but it only further heightened her excitement as she toyed with it, the inability to control the look on his face was like a drug to her, prompting her paw to stroke it faster, curling her around it in all manner of ways, squeezing and rolling, effortlessly gliding over his slickening cock. Eager to step it up, she held it straight, keeping her paw on the head and grinding it in circular motions - something she noticed drove him wild, making his breath come that little bit faster. Gently, she took one of his balls into her mouth, daintily bouncing the velvety orb around her mouth, brushing it with her tongue - the tiny barbs stimulating the fur as she sucked. How it felt, she'd no idea - only having watched it happen in the dirty videos she watched whenever she got time to herself, but the way his face moved as she gazed up into his eyes gave her a good idea.

As she alternated sucking each of his heavy balls, lowering his cock until it rested between her eyes, rubbing on her nose, it made her ridiculously hot to think that they'd been filling up, just for her; and with each throb of his cock she felt through her paw, that buildup was trying to escape. Releasing his sack, she teasingly moved her mouth upwards, letting her tongue drag up the shaft of his prick. His face had speechless written all over it as she reached the tip, taking away her paw, and still maintaining eye contact, even as she sank her muzzle down over its head, tasting for the first time the head, closing her eyes and murring with naughty excitement. She let him kneel dominant before her as she got to all fours using only her head to work his dick, bobbing her head up and down, using her tongue in her mouth as much as she could, sometimes stopping at the to roll her lips around it, other times trying to see just how deep she could take him, nearly touching the base with her tongue, gulping on his hard cock, the contractions of her throat rippling over the head that tickled her tonsils. But as the wolf watched her move, the pink flesh of his cock appearing and disappearing down her hungry gullet as she worked her mouth down its length, he decided he wasn't going to leave her unfulfilled.

He reached over her back, one paw on top of her bobbing head, gently clutching her between her ears, the other now squeezing a cheek of her exposed ass. He slid the paw downwards, his motions pushing his cock a little further into one of her deep plunges, surprising the lady but only adding to her determination to service him as he had her. But when his fingers traced down to her soaked cunt and slipped inside, she almost shuddered to a halt, her mouth forming a circle around his cock as she moaned. She suddenly found that sucking his cock like a skilled whore was much more difficult while he was pushing her buttons. He picked up the slack slightly, gently grinding his cock through her mouth, carefully tugging her head back and forwards. Cathy found herself doing her best to suck him off, but ultimately hanging in limbo between his stiff cock and thrusting fingers, trapping her between mental and physical pleasure.

As he moved his fingers faster, the leopardess found her orgasm coming back on the horizon, her despite apparently being a brief one. The two fingers felt like they were winding her up closer to climax with each movement, stimulating her heat-crazed kitty cunt to levels it hadn't reached in a long time. In a moment, his fingers shifted position, and she found a knuckle pressing directly on her clit, his thrusting becoming even faster. Her eyelids opened, long black lashes fluttering, but the jade green was out of sight, rolled into the back of her head as she groaned dumbly into his cock, tip of her tongue out under her chin as she lent him her mouth to his own devices, too wrapped up in the ecstatic high she was riding, the gentle facefucking only heightening her excitement. She was out of control, a total slut that had escaped her husband, now hungrily choking down the big, thick cock of some young stud she'd just met.

As she careened over the edge of her climax, that was the thought that filled her mind. The feeling of both passion and revenge, the image of the slut she'd become fueling her explosion, sending her thighs rippling, almost crushing his hand as they spasmed. Her knees became weak and she almost fell down forwards, the only thing keeping her up being the rigid cock that supported her head. Her screaming orgasm was muffled by the fuckstick that was jammed in her mouth, her contracting throat only serving to draw him deeper, until her parted lips were kissing the knot at the end of his dick, leaving two prints of red lipstick; above and below. Pinned between a cock and a hard place, the leopardess just squirmed in the throes of pleasure overload, every nerve set alight - before her body reminded her she needed to breathe.

Her head snapped back off his cock, bringing with it bridges of drool and precum, the slight amount of mascara she'd applied around her naturally dark eyes smudged down her cheeks. For a moment she knelt, propped up on her paws, quivering knees folded below her, looking up at Kose with glossy eyes; her mouth unsure of what shape to form as the last twitches of impossible pleasure jolted through her cunt. Then, she fell backwards onto the bed, rocking the mattress as she hit spread-eagle, panting heavily, her thighs wide apart to show off her glistening pussy. She barely got a moment's peace before the wet lash of a tongue swept up it, drawing her back to arch and toes to curl. She looked down to see Kose's sly grin between her thighs.

"I'm not finished just yet." He growled playfully, before climbing up her body. His jacket and shirt had been stripped away, and as he planted both his paws either side of her head, his face staring down into hers, she noticed he'd' lost his pants and boxers too, his clock slapped down over her pussy.

The exhausted afterglow of her climax had her helpless, too dizzy on her own euphoria to resist, as he held his head against the side of hers, gently biting and kissing up and down her tense neck. With what little control she could exert over her fried nerves, she spread her thighs, and nudged her pussy a little higher, until the tip of his cock pushed against her fuckhole. He flicked his dick up, letting it land away from her entrance, instead pressing the hard shaft of his cock in the slit of her soaked pussy. It was so wet it offered no resistance as he slid it slowly up and down, making her groan into his ear, wrapping her paws around his back once more. "Fuck me." He heard her quietly pant into his ear. Slowly, he slid his cock back down into position, raising his hips until he felt the tip catch again into the entrance to her body. The teasing was unbearable, the leopardess restless below him, both eager and apprehensive at the touch of her lover's cock, face and cheeks flushed red with her heat.

"Please fuck me."

Neither one could control the moans that escaped their lips as he steadily plunged his hips downwards. Her orgasm had tightened her, but they were both so wet it did little more other than to draw gasps from them both as he slid firmly inside. Rather than bottoming out, he only slid halfway in, where his contoured cock was thickest, before drawing back, making use of the tightened shallows of her contracted pussy. The cock felt massive inside her, as if the girth was filling her totally, each tantalizing, deliberately slow thrust a struggle to pull off. It could be because her orgasm had drawn her so tight, or that she hadn't had a proper screw in so long, or that Kose was just so fucking big, it didn't matter to her. Each time he bore down on her, his paws pushing down the covers either side of his head, it felt like it was her first time making love again - passionate and powerful. With each movement, she loosened up just a little bit more, and she could feel it being pushed deeper, more of his cock being fed through the yearning lips of her cunt. Sometimes he'd stop for a moment, grinding the hot rock-solid length against the slick, velvet walls of her cunt. She could feel every throb that coursed through it, until he picked up the pace once again.

His panting in her ear was driving her crazy, matched to the rhythm of his thrusts, speeding up until he'd stop for that moment, where he'd release a breath that seemed to quiver with his own pent up arousal. This time, when he started again, she sat up a little, able to look down at where they met while his head rested atop hers. It was the first time she'd ever watched herself be fucked, the thick silhouette of his dick pistoning with increasing speed, in perfect sync with his breath and the wet sounds of their contact. She realised mewls were coming from her mouth too, getting louder the longer she watched, as if seeing it for herself heightened the sensation.

She began to kiss and bite his exposed neck, moving her paws on to his firm ass, wrapping her legs around his waist, urging him to plough into her faster and faster. The slow, tight embrace they'd started with was gone now, replaced by something wild and intense; a crazy, pounding fucking that animals themselves would be envious of. The mattress shook on the frame as he pressed his body close to hers, thumping her fast and hard. The points of her teeth dug into his fur and skin, her cheeks bulging a little as she muffled her throaty howling in his neck. The pain only roused him further, pummelling the lady into the bed, so hard there was chance the oak beams that held it together might splinter. As she felt every inch of her tight pussy plugged with each thrust, cunt pummeled by his knot and hips, the lusty feline realised she'd never felt more alive.

"Switch-" Even though she only cried out that word, he knew exactly how to respond. With a wet slick his cock, pulsating in rhythm with his heart, and turned deep and dark with hardness, pulled free, she untangled her arms and legs, and the two lovers separated. It only took her seconds to roll onto her front, and prop herself on her hands and knees, before looking over her shoulder and shooting a provocative smirk, raising her fluffy tail high to best show of her rounded, womanly ass, and the dripping slit between her spread thighs, the fur around it totally soaked from their gratification.

Kose grabbed her by the hips, the feeling of his claws on her skin driving the leopardess wild. His rigid cock smacked up against her pussy, the shock on her clit making her squeal with playful surprise. Taking it in one of his paws, he lined the head up to her fuckhole, making sure to be extra rough pushing it inside, ensuring she'd feel it stretch her entrance. It was exactly what she wanted, the thick inches being fed into her waiting pussy hitting the spot perfectly. Her tail went straight, before rattling with tension as he bottomed out, now placing both his paws on her hips.

Wasting no time, he started at the speed they left off at, immediately lurching into a wild, robust fucking, one that shook the whole bed, and every inch of the lady that was the focus of his efforts. Each thrust was vigorous and energetic, the thick dickmeat spearing as far through her as she could take, the force of his paws pulling her back into his fucking, making his knot spread the entrance of her cunt open wide, but never entering, giving the perpetual feeling of being entered over and over by some giant, double dick. Any moment it could pop inside her, he could shove it forwards and let if cram deep into her tight cunt, until it wouldn't come out again. He'd have no way of pulling it out, keeping her bound to him in the most explicit way possible. He could tie her with his cock. Being a feline, it wouldn't even fit, she'd be far too tight, but that wouldn't bother him. He was an animal, mounted atop her submissive body, screwing her any way he wanted, and she was powerless to do anything about it. A naive little bitch, a wanna-be slut that had wandered into a lion's den of sexual decadence, and now she was trapped, stuffed with the cock of a powerful beast. She could remain completely still, and yet nothing changed: he dragged her back to slide over his dick, feeling it get thicker and thicker until his knot squashed against her pussy, squeezing her clit and spreading her lips, making her shiver and shake around the monstrous, lupine cock.

That this stud of a wolf was reduced to a total beast over her body only served to tantalize Cathy more, realising that gone was her lover, instead she was being thrashed from behind by a sexual animal, the only thing on his mind being to hold her tight and keep ramming his big, fat prick as far as he could down her open fuckhole. There might be a ring on her finger, but this raw and rabid fucking meant she was his. For all his magic touches, he was still a young man, and she was a beautiful real woman. The rhythm began to falter, occasionally hesitating as a twinge would course up his body. His speed fluctuated up and down, breath ragged, groaning as the narrow canal of her sleek velveteen cunt slipped up and down his cock until he hit a halt, right at the apex of this thrust, for a moment, she thought he'd hit his limit, but there was something far different in store for her.

With her pussy choked on the hard, hot flesh of his dick, and his knot flattening against the surface of her heated pussy, he began to gyrate. The hard, searing ball of his knot rubbing her clit in circles, rolling his cock around in the tight confines of her fucktunnel, stretching and rubbing through its length. Her ears fell back and mouth dropped agape in a soundless shriek, her mind unsure of what to make of this overpowering sensation, while her body just screamed for more, the level of pleasure rolling through her loins like a combination of every act that had come before.

The orgasm that abruptly hit her hadn't built up, like the burning of a fuse, but came sudden and unexpected, the mouth of her pussy contracting so hard it intermittently locked his cock in place with each clench. Her fluffy fur rippled, body stretching and back arching into a tense curve, her paws wringing the sheets as her claws shredded them. From somewhere deep inside her body, she erupted, short bursts of female cum splashing the wolf's cock, balls, and thighs and soaking a circle on the bed. The hair-raising yowl that escaped her mouth was beyond her control, his paw having to around her mouth to stop her from screaming the place down - that would definitely be noticed. She collapsed down, lying flat on her front, her body softly convulsing as her orgasm took over. Kose found himself lying atop her, her thighs clenched around his knot, the rest of his cock still buried inside her, hot, rock-solid and throbbing as she came around it. She felt utterly dominated by him, his strong, young body pressed against hers, locked into her cunt by her own loss of control. But like she'd imagined, the wolf had lost himself to sexual desire, the fire in his loins only burning hotter as he felt the woman explode below him.

He loosened the grip of her thighs with his knees, propping himself up on one arm while the other muffled her unruly mouth. He began to thrust again, resuming his motions even during her orgasm. She squealed into his palm as the fresh motion triggered another climax, her twitching exploding into a second consecutive orgasm, again wetting the bed under her cunt. Her footpaws curled with such intensity the stockings split around her toes, and her shoes were struggling to hold up to her extended claws. But the condition of her clothing was at the back of her mind, her overstimulated body able to do nothing but reverberated with pleasure as Kose fucked her flat against the bed, doing his best to muffle the animal sounds that tried to escape her mouth.

But he wasn't able to control the deep, masculine groans that came from his own tongue, sounds of indulgence as he continued to make use of her, taking what he wanted from her, his hips moving fast and erratic, grip shifting on through her fur. Whether he knew it or not, his paws were now on the shoulders of the cat, leaving her free to squeal to her heart's content; lucky for them the wave of her orgasm had passed its apex, leaving her with just enough self-control to try not to howl the house down. Though, pinned down, there was nothing she could do to cover his mouth, as his body expressed both love and lust without the use of words, only savage and primal grunts, rising in depth and intensity, until they became a deep, unsteady, yowl.

As soon as his voice hit that pitch, she knew what was coming next - he was. It started with a forceful throb that pushed against all the walls of her snug cunt, travelling up the hard shaft of his cock, until the first powerful surge of his spunk let loose into her body with wild abandon. He pulled back and slammed forwards again, in perfect rhythm with his next release, launching it as far as it could go. It was a hot, wet and sticky sensation, his pumping spunk clear to feel inside her, each fresh load quickly adding volume to the pool he was creating. He's planned to pull out, which was part of the reason he'd kept his hefty knot outside, but the thought had been lost, the young male driven to madness by the body and soul of this sexually repressed, maturing feline.

Cathy could feel his knot quaking, pressed flat against the outside of her cunt, squashing her buzzing clit with each forceful breeding. She couldn't see them, but she could feel the contractions off his balls against her thigh, churning as they loaded burst after burst of his young, virile seed, ready to be injected straight into her waiting womb. If it hadn't before, the seriousness of the situation dawned on her right then: she was a married woman, her husband downstairs, and she'd contacted some young stranger, invited him to a stranger's bedroom, and then into her body. She hadn't thought to use even as much as a condom, and now here she was, hopeless, held down as he took ownership over her body and filled it with seed that could just as easily grow within her. The thought made her want to cum again.

As for the state of her lover, she managed to turn her head up to look at him. The eyes that once had so much focus were now vague and tired, his mouth dropping open with each deep groan. There was another noise, that took the leopardess a moment to figure out: Her name. Quietly murmuring 'Cathy', the sound escaping between the sounds of his climax, punctuating each burst of seed that marked her womb. Then he was done: the groans turning to exhausted, panting breaths, the thick wads of jizz reducing with each burst, until all that escaped was a wet spritz. As he slowly stoppred his thrusts, leaving her to feel the hot, creamy feeling that now spread through her womanhood, slowly tricklinh towards the enterance of her pussy, the pressure his quaking arms exerted on her shoulders began reducing. The only movement in her pussy became the thick dripping of his seed and the fading throb of his pulse.

Decoupling was slow and sticky, both of them exhausted and neither one caring about the state they left the covers: as his softening cock pulled out, there was no way it wasn't going to splatter the sheets, not with the volume it had left inside her. Rolling off of her, he lay panting on his back, waiting to regain enough stamina to even consider moving, cleaning or redressing. As soon as she was empty, the cum began to stream out, quickly turning cool and tacky over her thighs and mound, and leaving a glossy trail as she weakly crawled upwards towards the pillows. It wasn't long before they were curled up to each other, stark naked on a stranger's bed, her head resting on his chest, his arm placed protectively over her shoulders.

"You're beautiful." She purred, gazing up from his feet, body, and then up to his head. Leaning up, her paw slid over one of his cheeks, gently pulling him down, her own face reaching in for a kiss. He'd regained enough stamina to give a sly smirk, managing: "You're not too bad yourself." Before she shut him up with her tongue.

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Well, how was that? Me, I liked it. It was fun to write. But, don't switch off just yet! I mean, that ending did seem a bit abrupt. What happens next? Well, rest assured, the story does continue, but it gets a bit kinkier and a little off the wall.

So, if you want to leave it as the story of a woman who finds joy in her loving stud, leave now.

If you want to see more sex, here's the rest of the ending, and stay tuned for Chapter III

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But their embrace was short lived. To her surprise, Kose pulled his mouth away as soon as they started, sitting up on the bed. Cathy went to say something but he put a finger up to silence her, his ears twitching back and forth. Grabbing a sheet to cover what he could of his nudity, he stalked slowly towards the door, footfalls silent on the thick carpet. There was a spyhole, that he briefly inspected, before wrenching the door open, grabbing someone and dragging them inside.

The guy - well, boy; he was probably still in his late teens - was one of the young butlers that had been working tonight. A Red Panda, dressed in the neat attire not dissimilar to that of a bellboy, well, neat apart from his untucked shirt and hurriedly closing zipper. The look on his face was pure terror, as the bigger, muscular, and unnervingly naked wolf loomed over him, glancing fiercely from him, to the Lady on the bed that held an expression that held exponentially more danger. She was furious. Crawling over to the edge of the bed, she glared down at the cowering boy and snarled:

"What the fuck are we going to do about _ this! _?"