Sultry Shower
#3 of A Cougar Tail
Lightning flashed and thunder boomed, echoing like a cannon and seeming loud enough to shake the ground. Raindrops came down thick and heavy, moving almost sideways from the cold wind that was blowing strongly.
Cinnamon ran full out, arms and legs pumping with all her might as she moved as fast as she could to try and get back to her house. It would have been better if the rain had started before or after her jog, but instead it started coming down when she was at her furthest point out in the park, and hard at that. No warning drizzle or light rain to start off. Just a flash, a boom and a torrential downpour.
The cougar woman felt a thrill of relief as her home came into view. She reached into her pocket with her keys, pulling them out as she headed onto the covered doorway to get out of the rain.
The feline calmed down once she was inside, letting herself unwind and relax. The moment was cut short as the cold sank in, causing her to shiver. She held herself some as the has felt chilly against her wet body, looking down at herself and noticing how thoroughly soaked her clothes were, to the point of dripping to create a small puddle on the floor at her feet.
Golden eyes shifted to look at the time as strong feminine legs started to move forward at a more relaxed pace. There was more than enough time for what she needed to do. The mature feline woman walked through her house quietly, heading to the laundry room.
The wet cotton pulled away from the fur slowly, causing it to stick out in tufts at various points. The soaked shirt was tossed into the dryer. Soon followed by the thoroughly watered pants and undergarments.
Cinnamon felt her body get warmer as her heart sped up. She just realized that she had stripped down completely naked in the laundry room. There were no robes or towels in there currently. She was going to have to walk through the house to get to her bathroom naked.
Walking around naked had been something that she had not done since she had been a cub. Ever since she first started puberty, she had been wearing clothes unless she was in the bathroom... or the bedroom. Sure there were those who went around with little to no clothing, but she was not among them.
Some part of the feline's mind told her that she was being silly. She was at home in her house by herself. There was no one around to see her naked. If someone at this point in their life like she was wanted to walk around their own house with no clothes on, that was their choice. Anyway, it was not like she was going to be parading around the house in just her fur. Just to the bathroom to take a nice hot shower.
Despite the cougar's conversation with herself however, Cinnamon still could not simply coax herself to walk through the house sky clad in a casual manner. Instead she acted as though she was quite able to get in trouble for what she was doing. The golden eyes would peek about to check ahead of her, making sure that there was no one would see her naked, even if she did know that the house was completely empty and no one was around to see her. She would then walk as quickly as she could, arms across her chest to keep it from jiggling and bouncing too much while one paw moved to cover her crotch and keep her feminine sex from being exposed.
Even though she was fully aware of how silly she seemed and the lack of risk, the female feline felt herself relax as soon as she had reached her bedroom and shut the door. Back and shoulders pressed against the wood as a deep sigh left her body The sinewy tail gave a flick as she grew more comfortable with things being the way she felt they were supposed to.
Cinnamon walked across her room more comfortably and casually as she headed to the bathroom, one foot reaching back to catch the edge of the door and push it shut behind her. She hummed slightly and swayed her hips as she moved to step into the shower.
The water was turned on and adjusted to be just where she wanted. A powerful spray soaking her fur to get to the skin underneath, with the water hot enough to create steam and warm her to the very core. She let out a long slow purr as she let the heat soak into her for a long moment.
After a while of enjoying the warmth, the cougar woman finally took a hold of the shampoo and started lathering herself up. She closed her eyes as she worked, feeling the thickening foam forming on her body, collecting bits of dirt that built up, leaving her fresh and clean.
One of the soft feminine paws slid up and down along the soft thick fur of her stomach, each time moving lower and lower along the shapely feminine body. Without realizing, the soft hand moved down past her belly button, below her hips and continued further until the tips of her fingers pressed against the outside of her sex.
Cinnamon let out a gasp of pleasure as she felt her soft touch against her vaginal hood, pressing slightly against the sensitive nub protected underneath. A smile spread on her lips as she stood up and leaned back, letting the water run down her front to wash the shampoo from her chest and stomach fur. She adjusted the water as her fingers started stroking along her vaginal lips.
As she started to toy with herself, a part of the feline's mind started to wonder. When was the last time she had played with herself? Come to think of it, when had she last wanted to?
Her amber colored eyes closed as her paw moved more. The thumb slid up to slip under the vaginal hood and tease her clit directly as a finger started pushing up into the walls of her vaginal depths. She leaned back, letting the water pour across her breasts and down her stomach as she started stroking and playing with herself. Her body started to shift as she purred in pleasure.
Ever since that day in the park when Terry and Tim managed to coax her into having sex with them, it felt like something has been re-awakened. Until that happened, she had not even realized how long it had been since she had last had sex, or even played with herself as she was now for that matter. She had no idea that she had forgotten how much she enjoyed sex until she had felt how good it was again.
Cinnamon's thumb rubbed gently around the edges of her clitoris, teasing the button. She slipped a second finger into herself, pushing the two digits as deep as she could. She pressed against the walls firmly, slowly pulling her fingers out and stroking the soft pads along the sensitive walls of her inner flesh.
The feline closed her eyes, letting out a low moan of pleasure as she played with herself. Her thick fur tail twitched and flicked, sending off droplets of the water that was already soaked into the thick fur. Her legs shifted, spreading wider to give her better access. She leaned back more, pressing against the shower wall as she got herself more worked up.
The free paw moved up to her chest. She gripped one of her breasts and squeezed it, pressing the pad on her palm against one of the nipples. The cougar woman started massaging the mound of flesh, feeling the pleasure as her own grip teased the tip as it got hard from her own arousal and excitement.
Her eyes closed tighter as the mountain lioness started to speed up. She started to pant as she stood there, enjoying the feel of something touching her most sensitive and private parts. She started to imagine someone else doing it. A healthy young male who had an idea of what he was doing, but still willing to listen and learn. She imagined him against her, working both of themselves to their climax.
Cinnamon got more worked up, pulling her thumb away from her clit as she started pumping her fingers in and out of her sex at a faster pace. She let go of her breasts, moving the paw down to take the place of the single digit to stroke and rub excitedly.
"FUCK!" she screamed out in please, "Fuck me. Right there. Oh GOD! I'm... I'M! I-" Her world went white as she hit her climax. The cougar woman let out a loud roar of pleasure. Her eyes closed tight and ears pinned back against her head as her mouth opened as wide as it could, exposing sharp feline teeth. Her body tensed as her vaginal clenched and squeezed, trying to milk the non existent seed from her imaginary stud in her fantasy, and her fingers in reality.
The pleasure and intensity of the orgasm combined with the exhaustion and soreness from the run, causing Cinnamon's legs to give out from under her. She collapsed onto the bottom of the shower stall, sitting there a long moment with her paws between her thighs without moving. Her head tilted back, feeling the water flowing over her face. Her chest rose and fell as her mouth hung open, breathing heavily with a pleasant but mild exhaustion.
Once the last bits of her climax had passed and her breathing had returned to normal, she moved to stand up, feeling some pain in one of her legs from where and how she landed at the bottom of the stall. She leaned under the water to let it run down her body one more time before turning it off and stepping out.
The cougar woman started humming to herself as she started drying herself off. Her tail shifted slowly as she worked, weighed down by the excess water she was currently working to try to remove from her thick, soft, feline fur. Her focus changed some as she moved on to the blow dryer, combing at the still wet fur to help the warm blast of air dry it up while at the same time working to shape it some to look the way she would like.
The feline checked the clock, and let out a small gasp of surprise when she saw how late it was. Apparently the fun time she had in the shower had taken longer then she had intended. Luckily it was not too bad since she had managed to get in the shower earlier.
Cinnamon went through her closet, studying the clothes she had to quickly pick out an outfit. A large smile filled her face as she found the dress she would like to wear tonight. She laid it out across the bed then looked for undergarments.
A look of surprise crossed her face when she had reached the bottom of her panty drawer and found a thong. She did not remember ever having a thong, and even if she did it would have been back before she had gotten pregnant with Susan.
Out of curiosity, she decided to try it on. The feline ears pulled back in annoyance as the tiny bit of fabric got stuck on her thighs just below the widest point of her hips. She pulled them off and tossed them aside to deal with later.
The cougar woman searched through a little more to make sure there were no other mystery garments in her drawer. She finally picked out a pair of panties and a bra and proceeded to get dressed.
With the outfit in place Cinnamon checked herself one more time, making sure she looked proper. A few last minute adjustments to her hair and fur to make sure everything was in place then choose a purse, and she was ready with time to spare.
The feminine feline waited patiently and relaxed a little longer before hearing the ring of the door bell. Her tail flicked slightly as she got up and answered it, smiling as she looked at the young lynx.
"Wow," the younger feline said as the door was answered, "you look wonderful."
"Why thank you Mr. Bobbins," Cinnamon said gently as she gave a small curtsey, "You like to be quite handsome yourself." She watched as the male's tufted ears gave a flicker of excitement and a smile on his face.
"Thank you again," Mycroft said gently, "for agreeing to be my tour guide and date for the evening." He checked his watch. "Well it looks like the play should start soon." He held out an arm to the female feline standing before him. "Shall we? Your chariot awaits my lady."