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It was a beautiful night. Starlight was dancing along the surface of the river as Divya arrived at her usual spot.

This was her favourite place to bathe - and to get some time alone. Her parents were arguing again, and if she stayed home she'd inevitably get sucked into their bickering. She was independent now. She had a job out in the city, and was only back in her small home village to visit; and yet her parents still pestered her about marriage.

She was in no rush to get home.

It was quiet out here - even quieter than usual. Divya wondered if it was because of the rumours. Local farmers had began to complain that someone - some thing - was preying on their livestock. No-one had spotted it, and the tracks it left were confusing. They didn't quite match anything the villagers were familiar with.

But Divya wasn't concerned. She'd lived in this village since she was born, and in those nineteen years, she had learned that sometimes the people were too suspicious for their own good.

She glanced around, confirming she was alone. Then she stripped off her simple dress, exposing her young amber body to the night air. She bent down and laid the dress on the grass. Then she stepped into the water.

It was pleasantly cool. She moved down, letting the water rise over her smooth thighs, her wide hips, her soft stomach, her pert breasts. When it came to her shoulders, she tilted her head back, submerging her long black hair. Then she settled back, her arms resting on the riverbank. She sighed, contented.

As the flow of the river gently caressed her body, she let her mind wander. In truth, it wasn't just her parents who were frustrated by the lack of progress in Divya's love life - she was too. Just not for economical reasons.

She let one hand wander down into the water. She slid one slender finger inside herself, gently rubbing her inner walls. She sank deeper into the river, biting her lip.

She drifted off with a quiet gasp, fantasizing about what her first time would be like. She wanted it to be exciting - to really surrender herself to someone. But she didn't have anyone to fantasize about. She struggled to think of a vaguely attractive man in her life to play the starring role in her daydream, but none came. She pinched her nipple with her free hand, arousal mixing with frustration. She wasn't getting anywhere.

Even if she wasn't lost in her sultry thoughts, it was unlikely she would have heard his approach. He moved through the water with a natural grace, silent despite his large frame.

She was in no danger from him. He had already eaten today - and he knew that humans were more a source of trouble than they were of meat. But he had grown increasingly curious about the creatures who ruled this land. He was drawn in when he picked up her scent, alone in the water.

She smelled lovely.

By now Divya was sliding two fingers in and out of her crotch, moaning softly. She did her best to focus on the moment, on the pleasure that she could provide herself. But still, drunk on her lust, she wished she had somebody between her legs.

She shuffled where she sat, one eye opening slightly - and froze.

A large shadow loomed in the river.

Almost without breathing, Divya carefully opened her eyes. Her fingers were still buried inside her, but modesty could wait. A part of her was afraid for more than her dignity.

At first, the shadow didn't move. Divya prayed that it was merely a trick of the light - but then it came towards her.

Her eyes adjusted to the darkness. Divya was amazed at what she saw.

He was a tiger.

He was built like a man - and a huge, powerful man at that. He towered over her; the top of her head only came to his broad shoulders and defined collarbones. But he was also, without question, a tiger. His impressive muscles, humanoid as they were, were coated in glistening wet fur - orange and black and a creamy white down his front. He watched her with two quiet blue eyes.

Divya's own eyes wandered to where his body disappeared into the river - the water lapping against his toned stomach - and she let out the breath she was holding.

She debated with herself. Part of her was fearful. Suddenly she didn't think those rumours of a monster were quite so far-fetched. Running home seemed like the smart thing to do - although she didn't want to make any sudden movements.

But the tiger was placid. He knelt in front of her, watching her calmly. Divya felt that if he was aggressive, he would have attacked by now. What was this?

Either way, she abruptly remembered that a decent portion of her hand was still deep inside her crotch. Slowly - too afraid of the tiger to take her eyes off him - she withdrew her arm.

Her fears were realized - as soon as she moved, so did the tiger. He carefully reached out toward her. Divya watched his hand, noting its size.

She was still too afraid to flee. She didn't trust herself to get away in time. Instead, she steeled herself, praying he wasn't hostile. She forced herself to breathe deeply, and that seemed to help.

The tiger moved closer, the water softly rippling around him. His fingertips touched Divya's arm. She started a little, but managed to keep calm - especially when the tiger did nothing more than delicately stroke her smooth skin.

She let herself be handled, to be petted like some strange, exotic animal - belatedly realizing that was exactly what she was to him. She took another deep breath, this time catching some of the tiger's warm scent. Her heartrate finally began to slow.

"You really scared me, you know," she murmured. The tiger looked up from her arm to meet her gaze, but didn't seem to understand her words.

By now, he was holding her just above her elbow. His hand was as strong as she imagined it would be, but he held her gently. Despite everything, he didn't seem dangerous. Divya stared into his deep blue eyes, awestruck. There was a calmness there that she had never seen in a human.

Deciding it was only fair, Divya slowly raised her other hand - making sure to let the tiger see it, so as not to surprise him - and gently laid it on his face.

"My, my..." He had kept his head above water while swimming, so the fur on his face was still dry - still soft. She rubbed his cheek, marvelling at the fine texture. Where had he come from...?

He nuzzled her hand, evidently pleased. He moved closer, pinning her against the riverbank - and Divya felt something brush against her inner thigh.

She had a pretty good idea what the something was.

Her face flushed and she felt her heartbeat start to accelerate again. She glanced around despite herself, but the spot was still deserted. They were alone.

She turned back to the tiger, who was watching her calmly. Her breathing was irregular and she couldn't quite think straight.

She couldn't possibly be considering...

Oblivious to her internal turmoil, the tiger began to nuzzle her face. His breath was hot. He gently licked her cheek, and Divya whimpered. His tongue felt incredible.

Holding her by the shoulders, the tiger started to move downwards, running his tongue along the smooth skin of her neck. Divya moaned out loud, not even slightly self-conscious.

By the time he reached her upper chest, she had already rationalized it. This was what the tiger wanted, and she would be a fool to deny him; it was dangerous. She had to follow his lead, to... surrender. She had no other choice.

At least, that's what she'd say if somebody found them.

Then the tiger's mouth came to her breasts and Divya discarded thought entirely. She moaned wantonly and thrust her chest out, giving him full access. "Yes... yes... more...!"

He licked and sucked at her nipples, his tongue relentless on her soft flesh. She lay back, panting and moaning, entirely defenseless. He released her shoulders and began to eagerly massage her tits.

Divya was long past fear. Now she was lost in pleasure. Almost without thinking about it, she began to move her hands along his body. She touched his arms, feeling the juxtaposition of thick muscle and soft fur. She was reminded of his superior strength, how he could easily overpower her if he so chose. But he hadn't. He was lustful, powerful, but she had allowed his approach. Divya felt that if she stood up and walked away, she'd be in no danger.

But that didn't mean she had any intention of doing that.

As he continued to play with her breasts, sending warm waves of pleasure through her upper body, her hands drifted ever downward. Her fingers slipped away from his biceps and landed on his torso - his powerful, toned stomach. She hesitated, biting her lip. She wanted to continue, but the sheer strangeness of the situation made her stop. This was a monstrous tiger! Surely she knew better than to -

Then the tiger's mouth squeezed her nipple and Divya groaned out loud. She gasped as another spike of arousal moved through her, and she caught the scent of the tiger again.

That was it, she told herself. No more excuses. She knew she wanted this, and she wasn't going to get in the way of her own pleasure any more. She sank back against the riverbank, her hands gripping his shoulders, surrendering her body to him.

With a long, slow lick, the tiger moved away from her tits, towering above her again. He looked her over silently. He still seemed majestic, mysterious, but the calmness that had been in his eyes when he first appeared had eroded. Not that he seemed hostile; quite the opposite. But his breathing was no longer steady, and there was a certain hunger in his expression. He pushed his forehead against hers and exhaled impatiently. She got the message.

"Okay, okay..." Knowing speech was useless, she tried to communicate bodily. She lay against the riverbank and went limp, limbs splayed. She gave the tiger her best attempt at a smouldering look.

I'm yours.

He wasted no time. He wrapped his hands around the bottom of her thighs and easily lifted her out of the water. Divya shook a little, but quickly grabbed onto his shoulders for support. He didn't seem to have the slightest trouble lifting her. She wasn't surprised any more - she just let herself be guided.

He laid her down on the grass, her hips on the river's edge and her knees floating in the water. Divya spread her legs immediately, more than eager to continue.

He took a moment to look over her - to take in the view of her nubile, curvy body, water glistening on her nude skin - but he didn't pause for long. He knew he wanted this - wanted her. He brought his head down to her crotch and sniffed her. Divya giggled as his breath tickled her wet lips.

The tiger extended his tongue and gave Divya's crotch a long, slow lick. She closed her eyes and groaned softly.

The tiger licked her again, and again, the motions slow but relentless. His tongue swirled inside her. He savored her taste, her scent. He was fully satisfied with her potential as a mate. Not that he needed any real proof; at this stage he was almost as lost in lust as she was.

Divya lay still, panting and moaning, her face expressing overwhelmed pleasure. The tiger's tongue felt so incredible inside her sensitive pussy. When he finally pulled back, Divya let out a disappointed whimper, cracking open her eyes. The girl's fear was long gone. She would let the tiger do anything to her, as long as it felt good. She needed to feel him inside her again.

She would get her wish - just not from his tongue. He straightened up to his full, impressive height. Divya watched, her heart in her throat, as his dick rose out of the water and into view. She had been worried it would be monstrously large. However, her fear quickly gave way to excitement. She wasn't sure if his cock would fit correctly into her body, but as soon as she saw it - thick, fully erect, dripping wet - she wanted more than anything to try it.

He moved in, taking hold of her waist with both hands. He aligned himself to her pussy, his dick flanked by her soft thighs.

Divya forced herself to lie back and close her eyes, wanting to focus on the feeling of what was to come. She took a deep breath through her nose, taking in his warm, soothing scent one more time.

With a low grunt, the tiger slid his tip inside her.

Divya gasped at the penetration. It was happening - he was fucking her! Her hands tensed into fists, clinging to the grass. She bit her lip, unable to stop herself from whimpering.

He set a slow and careful pace, but he didn't hold back. More and more of his cock moved into her with each thrust, filling her wonderfully. Divya's body naturally responded, her walls twitching around his dick, massaging him.

She heard the tiger let out a low noise somewhere between a growl and a purr. Her body felt even better than he had expected. She was slim, but soft and warm and wonderfully responsive. Every thrust made her pant and moan and whimper. The sounds she made urged him on - he didn't need to understand her langauge to know she was begging him to fuck her harder.

By the time he reached bottom, Divya was completely gone. At that moment she was nothing more than another animal, indulging her basic needs. Her eyes were unfocused and her breath came in ragged gasps and she squeezed herself around her mate's thick cock, craving more.

The tiger was lost in arousal as well. He grabbed her hips tightly and pulled her closer, fucking her roughly. Divya didn't mind - she squealed happily, her tits bouncing with every thrust. The tiger was amazed that his idle curiosity had rewarded him so handsomely, that this woman would be so willing and ready to pleasure him - or he would have been, were he not so focused on the exquisite feeling of Divya's inviting pussy.

Divya pulled herself closer, desperate to do anything and everything she could to escalate things further. She threw her arms around her lover, embracing him, riding the powerful motions of his body. They pressed tightly together, her tits rubbing against his strong chest. She kissed his neck and stroked his fur and whispered inarticulate encouragement. It didn't matter if he didn't understand her - she just wanted him to hear her voice.

She soon lost track of time. The blissful sensations continued. She never wanted this session to end - the strong thrusts of his body and the soft feeling of his fur was too exquisite a combination. Divya surrendered herself completely to the pleasure. An orgasm was building within her, and an instinctive part of her brain knew that it was going to be glorious.

The tiger wasn't far from his own limit, but he paced himself and kept fucking her for what felt like hours. They were of the same mind - they both wanted to extended this bizarre and wonderful encounter for as long as possible. Divya wrapped her legs around his torso, feeling his fur against her skin. She moaned and panted and occasionally let out short cries of pleasure as his dick moved inside her. She had never felt more alive, or more free.

"Aah... aaahh! Oh, yes! Yes!"

The tiger couldn't wait any longer. He started to pump her harder, faster, practically knocking the breath out of her. She instinctively clamped down on his dick and that was it. With a deep growl, the tiger finally climaxed. He kept pounding her, prolonging the pleasure, loudly splashing water out of the river.

Divya felt his cock twitching and then a warmth spreading through her body. He was cumming - cumming inside her! She groaned, her body stiffened - and then she came too, a wave of pleasure crashing through her. She dimly knew that even though his hot cum felt amazing, it wasn't just that which pushed her over the edge - it was the knowledge she had done a good job, that she had pleased him. That, and the naughtiness of what she had just done. There was a tiger's cum inside her pussy - and apparently she loved the feeling.

He pulled out of her, satisfied. They both began to catch their breath. Her orgasm faded, and as it left, Divya's rational thought crept back in. There was no denying it - she had fucked a tiger. She had willingly allowed some... animal to have his way with her. To touch the most intimate places of her body.

She had enjoyed every second of it.

Divya's hips still hung over the river, and both her juices and his sperm were dripping into the water. It would be simple enough to clean herself and hide the evidence - fortunate, as there was no easy way to explain this to anyone.

But that was a concern for the future. Divya's mind snapped back to the present as the tiger lowered himself to lie down beside her. He took hold of her and pulled her into an embrace. They were both still wet, but his body was warm and comfortable.

Divya snuggled against him, giggling softly as he licked and nuzzled her face. She kissed him on the cheek, running her hands through his fur. The excitement of the night began to take its toll, and Divya felt a pleasant tiredness begin to loom over her. It was fine. He was here.

She yawned, nestling her head against his shoulder. She let herself relax.

It wasn't how she pictured her first time.

It was better.