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Ten Nights in Lyra

Chapter 1

Arrival in the City

Caroline watched the farms and fields turn to suburban housing through the window of the train. The passenger liner coasted past suburban downtown areas best described as quaint. The black cat checked the map on her phone to see if this was the real deal now, or just another minor urban island in the agricultural ocean. But as she had been checking every five minutes anyway she already knew. They were indeed rolling through the suburbs of the grand city of Lyra.

She glanced over at Matt fast asleep in the seat next to her. The marmalade cat's mouth hung slightly open as he slept. Caroline chuckled behind her paw at her charge for the next week or so. She debated waking him up so he could watch. But she decided on letting him sleep so when he woke he would be right in the middle of everything. Besides, they still had quite the ways to go to the station downtown. It was a big city.

But at this point there wasn't much to see. All that was visible were graffiti and vine covered brick walls of the eastern half of the city. East Lyra had a reputation for being the poor side of town. From what Caroline had read in her research for the trip dangerous east Lyra was still better than many places. And they did drift past a few shopping districts that didn't look too terrible. But still, Caroline would prefer to keep to the western half of town as much as possible.

She settled back in her seat and let neighborhood after neighborhood pass by her teal eyes. She wondered which borough they were in now. She resisted the urge this time to check the map. They'd arrive when they did. The train passed through some warehouse and factory district. They must be nearing the river now. These things would want to stay as close to the waterway as they could. Or would they? Damn, she had to check. But as she picked up her phone the buildings gave way to the open shore of the bright blue river. She could not let Matt miss this. She shook his shoulder. Matt stirred awake just as the train headed down into a tunnel.

"What? What's going on?"

"We're here," Caroline said.

"Huh," he took a few moments to process. His blue eyes blinked. He looked out the window at the dark walls of the tunnel.

"We just headed into a tunnel but we're near the river. We'll be at the station soon, I think," Caroline explained.

"Oh, okay," he said, still not quite there. And probably a bit disappointed that this was his first view of Lyra.

They were hit with bright light as the train left the tunnel to climb the bridge over the river. Views of the wide blue water flashed between the angled supports of the bridge. "Holy fuck," Matt said.

"We must be on the lower level of the bridge," Caroline surmised.

Matt climbed over her her lap to stare out over the water. Caroline giggled and rubbed the back of his shirt. Small sailboats and motorboats played near the shore as massive barges trundled down the center. They could see more of the great silver suspension bridges in the north as well. A police boat sped down the river with lights flashing. Matt started bouncing on Caroline's lap. "We're here!" he sang.

She scritched at his ears. This trip was his idea and his present. He should be excited for it. The show ended as the train dove back into a tunnel on the west side. Others on the train started fishing their belongings from the overhead bins. Matt hurried to join them. Caroline just smiled to watch him.

The train navigated a maze of tunnels and underground rail yards before finally pulling up to the brightly lit Lyra Central Terminal. Caroline managed to keep the young orange tabby from running off into the crowd. He was eighteen but still young compared to her. That would never change. And the city was still a big new place. They should stick together.

They followed the signs through the train station to the baggage claim and then up to the surface. They looked up at the shimmering towers of the city. "Wow," Caroline said. She had never been to Lyra before. It was quite gorgeous in its own way. This may prove to have been a good choice of vacation after all. Nervous thoughts that she was in over her head crept back into her mind. She was still responsible for Matt in this gigantic city. She looked over at him, staring up at the skyscrapers while struck with awe.

"Staring up at the buildings while hauling giant luggage. Yeah, we look like tourists." Caroline commented.

"We are tourists," he reminded.

"Oh yeah."

The warm afternoon sun of the early summer day felt wondrous as well. The three miles to the hotel would be enjoyable to hike had they not been hauling massive suitcases. So they hopped a cab and headed southward. The vixen cab driver was plenty eager to suggest things to do in town. She rattled off far more than of which they could keep track.

In short order they arrived at the Twilight Garden hotel. A surprisingly cheap place to stay for being just off the river in downtown Lyra. The advertisements billed it as a sensual oasis in the midst of the bustling downtown. Remembering that caused Caroline's fur to bristle with nerves. She calmed herself quick by reminding herself that things would be alright. She was just thankful Matt was distracted with the city outside the cab.

The check in was swift and painless. Caroline always had the fear something went wrong with the booking and they'd stuck fixing some mess. But not this time. She double confirmed the stay dates were correct. Matt playfully mocked her overt cautiousness. She pouted that she just wanted to make doubly sure they weren't living on the streets for a week. The hotel clerk informed them that Lyra actually had very good programs for displaced residents. Caroline remarked on the thoughtfulness of that, but that they hoped to not have to make use of them.

They gathered their things and headed to their room. This place was far from fancy enough to have bellhops. It was one of those motel-like affairs with the doors facing outwards. But the buildings were well-kept with a large number of trees shading the area. A swimming pool in the center of the room block completed the feel of an oasis.

The room itself was indeed a hotel room. A king sized bed took up the bulk of the room. There was a large TV. on a large cabinet, a desk, and a couple of large comfy chairs. The bathroom had a surprisingly large shower, though. Caroline remembered to what activities this place catered.

Matt stuffed the suitcases in the closet without bothering to unpack them. Caroline sighed and removed some clothing from hers for hanging up. Hopefully they'd de-wrinkle themselves in short order. Matt just stood about awkwardly believing his plain t-shirts would be fine. "Didn't you at least bring some fancy clothes for that fancy restaurant you wanted to go to?"

"Oh, yeah," he hung up a pair of grey slacks and a white shirt for later use in the trip. They were a bit wrinkled but they should be fine by then. If not she was certain even a place like this had some kind of pressing service.

"Well, what would you like to do now?" she asked him.

"I'm kind of hungry," he said.

"Yeah, me too." The general rule when on vacation was to find a good local spot in short order.

A bit of web searching and they agreed on a well reviewed noodle restaurant just a short walk through the cooling evening air.

The restaurant had a rooftop seating area where they had a good view of the river. "Wow that is a big river. The Lyre River," Matt said. "One of the longest rivers in the world. Goes from mountains way up north to the ocean way down south in Oldport."

Caroline nodded. "I heard a thing that this place used to be called Lyre City until some ruler got annoyed with the 'blank city' naming convention. So they just changed it to Lyra."

"No, that's a common myth," Matt explained. "I mean it's the Lyra Empire after all."

"Ah, yeah, that makes sense." She figured he knew plenty more about it than she did. After all this city was a pet obsession for the boy. Why he didn't take more of an interest in a closer city like Xetu she had no idea. But whatever, Caroline had had some bizarre flights of fancy in her days. And already this was proving a more rewarding experience than her short lived ship in a bottle hobby. She sat back and enjoyed the meal, the view, and her company.

They walked in silence back to the hotel; just enjoying the night air. Caroline's nerves returned as they traveled. She looked at Matt who was trying his best to smile normally. The immediate future was playing on his mind as well.

The purpose of this trip, more than just visit the city, was a celebration of Matt's coming of age. Now eighteen years old he was legally able to engage in the various vices of the world. And sex was the one on which he had set his interest. And that was part of the reason for his obsession with this city. It was the wellspring of the modern sexual renaissance. Professional sexual activities and entertainments of all kinds were perfectly legal. And Matt wanted to experience as many as he could.

But he didn't want to do it alone. Caroline was his godmother. She took the role seriously in spit of her personal rapport with the gods being tenuous at best. She taught him the things that she felt were important. And when he reached his teenage years she made certain he had a proper sex education. She tried her best to not cross any lines. She wanted to teach him about the mechanics of everything while still letting him feel that his developing sexual interests were okay. But teenage minds will wander where they will. He had not told her what he wanted for his eighteenth birthday until the day had passed. If nothing else she had succeeded in teaching him the importance of waiting until he was of legal age to attempt to engage in anything sexual with anyone beyond his own self and friends his age.

He told her of his desires. He wanted to partake of the sexual world with her. And, ideally, to take part in sexual activities with her. It had taken her a couple of weeks to come to a decision. Most of her wanted to turn him down straight away. State that it was completely inappropriate. But she had taught him to be open and honest with his interests. Well, open and honest to a point. But it took a lot of effort for him to ask that question. Ultimately, after two weeks of keeping the poor lad on the hook, she accepted his offer.

And now that they were here the reality of it sank in heavy. They re-entered their hotel room. Matt sat on the bed. There was still the chance that he would chicken out. He wouldn't have to say a word. They'd just have a normal, regular vacation in the city. And it would be a great platonic time.

But still, she had to ask. "So, what do you want to do now?"

His face scrunched through half a dozen emotions. His eyes darted up and down her body. "I, uh," he swallowed. "I'd love to see you naked."

Well there it was. There was no going back now. She smiled her best knowing smile. "Alright then." She was actually starting to feel much more calm. The uncertainty in the air had been dispelled. She could get down to business. That was a comforting realization.

"Why don't you sit in that chair over there." Matt was about to get his first strip show. The orange kitty did as instructed. "So, what do you want to see first? My tits, ass, or pussy?" She ran a claw up the front of her shirt.

Matt squirmed. "Well, I'd like to see you in your bra and panties. And I can decide where to go from there?"

Caroline licked her lips. One claw played with her neckline. "Well, there might be a problem with that. See, I may have opted to not wear a bra today." Caroline wasn't totally flat chested, but she wasn't off by far. So she really didn't need to wear one and often didn't. Matt bit his lower lip. "I suppose I could head into the bathroom there and rectify this. But I doubt you want me putting more clothes on."

Matt looked her over once. "Well, I guess I'll have to settle for seeing you only in your panties. Unless you didn't wear them either?"

She laughed. "Sorry, you aren't that lucky." He mimed dejection.

Caroline widened her stance. She swung her tail wide behind her. She stepped up to him and ran the back of her hand over his cheek. He shook with excitement. Caroline smiled in an attempt to ease him. She took one step back and undid the button of her jean shorts. Matt stiffened in his chair. Caroline turned and bent over. Her tail swished high above her backside. She ran her hand over her denim covered rump. She undid the snaps about her tail. She pulled down the shorts over her arse to uncover her bright white panties.

"Mmm," Matt murred behind her.

She chuckled, "Wanna touch?"

"Can I?" Matt sounded uncertain all of this was actually happening.

"Hehe, of course."

His hand brushed the silky fabric of her panties. He squeezed gently at the cheek there. He licked at the fabric over her rear and down over her pussy. "Mmm, you're a tease," Caroline accused.

"I try," Matt said.

She stepped free of his grip and turned about. Her light pink shirt hung down to just above her

silver-white panties. She took hold of the base of the shirt and hoisted it to just beneath her breasts. Her white belly was now mostly on display. Matt flicked his tail as he sat on the edge of his seat. She rolled the fabric of her shirt and used it to pull up the base of her breasts. He rubbed at his slacks at the show of underboob. The fabric pulled up until her small breasts fell free of the shirt. "Woo!" Matt cheered. "Wait, am I suppose to be giving you money for this?" She threw the shirt at him. He giggled.

She walked to him. He took her smaller breasts in hand and ran his thumbs over her nipples. "So pointy," he commented. Caroline laughed.

"I'm glad you're enjoying this."

He smiled up into her teal eyes. "Thanks for letting me do this."

She said nothing, just stepped back. "One more bit to go." He rubbed at the bulge along his pant leg. She turned about and resumed her bent over pose. Thumbs hooked into the top of her panties, she shimmied them down over her backside. He got a nice clear view of her asscrack. And then as the panties descended further he could view the lips of her pussy between her legs. His eyes did not follow the panties the rest of the way to the floor.

She stood and let him bask in her fully nude glory. The bulging cock in his jeans betrayed his approval of the sight. She sauntered to him. "So, what do you want to do to me?" He put his hand on her hip. He rubbed lightly at her black fur. His hand moved around to the white of her belly and down over her crotch. "Good choice," she said. He chuckled as his fingers teased at the folds of her pussy. She murred. He rubbed his paw over her clit. She shook at the sudden onslaught of sensation.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, just be gentle. That takes a bit of warming up."

"Okay," he said. He played a bit with her sex before asking, "Would you, uh, get up on the bed? On all fours?"

"Mmm, yes." She did as requested, keeping her tail swaying high above her bare butt.

"Now this is a nice view," he told her. He licked her sex. His hand squeezed her arse. His tongue moved upward to wash over her arsehole.

"Ooh," she squeaked, "I didn't know you were into that." He said nothing, just continued to eat her ass. She reached up between her legs to rub at her clit; she knew what she liked there. Damn, she thought she'd love to cum to this. Her fingers pushed into her pussy. Her chest fell to the bed. Her other hand took over for the first at rubbing her clit. "Gods," she moaned into the sheets. Her brain lost track of the time as Matt rimmed her. She fucked herself until she pushed herself over the edge. Matt's tongue left her rear. She righted herself to see Matt soaked with her fluid. He was just giggling like an idiot.

"I made you cum," he said.

"That you did," She reached up and rubbed his cheek. "Is that your first time rimming?"

"Well, my first time rimming a woman," he rubbed the back of his head.

Caroline nodded. She had let herself forget that until his request for the trip she'd thought he was pretty homosexual. He'd only had boyfriends in high school as far as she knew. "Am I your first woman?"

"Yeah," he said, a bit embarrassed.

"Nothing to be ashamed about," she rubbed his cheek some more.

"I just never really met a girl I was into in high school. Then when my eighteenth was nearing I thought about going out and, um, buying some female affection. Then I started thinking about you, and, uh, yeah."

Caroline knew the rest of the story from there. "Interesting," she said. "I'm honored."

His face beamed with ride. "Caroline, can I kiss you?" he asked.

"Wash your mouth out first. I know where that thing has been." He sheepishly dug his toothbrush from his bag and headed to the bathroom. She might be fine with getting rimmed, but she drew the line at giving. And that included kissing anything that had recently been in contact with a butt; her own included.

While Matt was off she had a thought of a different sort of mouthwash. She grabbed up the remote for the television to begin flipping through the room service channel. There was quite a selection of food and beverage items available through room service. And on top of that there were a fair few local restaurants. Moving through the menu one could order a variety of electronic entertainment. There were video game and porn rentals, as well as regular movie rentals but why would she want to bother with those?

"Holy fuck!" she said.

"What?" Matt asked, rejoining her in the room.

"You can freakin' order hookers through this thing."

"Well, yes, they partner with some hookup app thing. This hotel pretty much caters to sexy stuff."

"Well, yeah, I figured that out. But still," Caroline flipped through the wide variety of options in courtesans.

"Looking to make our first evening even more memorable?" Matt teased.

"Heh, no," she said leaving the catalog of prostitutes. "I was thinking of ordering a bottle of bubbly for the evening."

"Really?" Matt asked.

"Sex isn't the only thing you're old enough for, now." As expected the wine had quite the convenience markup, but Caroline didn't exactly want to leave in the middle of the fun she was having to track down a liquor store. She selected one decently mid-tier bottle and placed the order. "There we go, hopefully that won't take too long."

"Now," she turned to him and looked him over, "I can't help but notice I'm the only one in this room who is naked."

He squirmed in embarrassment. His tail flicked. "Should I?"

"You should put on a show for me." Caroline plopped into the big chair.

"Okay, I don't know if I'll be any good."

"As long as you remember the clothes go off and not on, you'll do fine."

He laughed. Matt pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to her.

She giggled, "Not wasting any time are you?" It smelled of his chest and her juice. Oh, yeah, she'd done that, hadn't she? She dropped the shirt to the side of the chair. She looked up at his bare orange chest. She rubbed at her pussy. The bulge in his jean shorts grew once again. "Lose those britches," she commanded.

Matt unbuttoned the jeans and undid the fly. He put his hands behind his head and swayed his hips until the shorts fell down over his ankles. "Nice," Caroline commented on the very tented boxers. He kicked the jeans to the side, stumbling as he did so. "Whoah, you okay."

"Yeah," he said with a crack in his voice.

She giggled. "Nervous?"

He rubbed the back of his head.

"There's nothing to worry about. Now, take your time and remove your boxers." He nodded with an embarrassed smirk on his face.

A sudden low bell sound startled them. "What was that?" Caroline asked.

"I don't know. Hope it's not the fire alarm." Matt said.

"Weirdest fire alarm I've ever heard." They waited for a moment but nothing more happened. "Oh, well, just continue and we'll see if anything else happens." Matt turned back to her, still a fair bit flustered. She decided to help. "Boxers. Off. Now." Sometimes one needed to use the stick to get the stick.

Matt smiled and hooked his thumbs in the elastic band. He pulled them down over his legs. This time he stepped out of them without almost falling. The undergarment was tossed aside. Matt stood proud in his nudity. Caroline smiled at him and at his nice big erection. She finally got to see him naked. Well, first time since he was a child. She figured it best to not continue thinking down those lines.

She beckoned him closer. He stepped up. She ran the back of her hand along the length of his shaft. He shivered at the sensation of her fur on his member. She toyed with his sheath a little, then cupped his balls gently. He moaned. She returned to playing with his cock. She ran the back of one claw down it. Precum already leaked from his tip. She was about to give it a nice lick when he said, "Oh, our wine."

"What?"

"That dong we heard."

The only dong she cared about was the one in front of her. "What are you talking about?"

"The noise a minute ago. It's our room service."

"Oh! Damn, we should have waited to take our clothes off," she lamented having one of them get re-dressed to retrieve the booze.

"Nah, it's fine," Matt said walking toward the door. It was a nice view but Caroline was worried. "They have this mini door thing that they stick the room service in." He opened a small compartment near the front of the door. "So you can get your stuff without being interrupted."

She saw the bottle sitting in the cubby hole. "Ooh, so it's like a sexy air lock. A sex lock. Wait, no, those are something different." They even included a few glasses and a bucket of ice to save them a trip to the machine. She'd have to be sure to tip room service extra. "Want me to open the bottle?"

"Sure. I've never done one of these."

She took it. "It's easy enough. Undo the cage." She did so. "Take hold of the cork, and gently work it out." The bottle gave a satisfying pop as she opened it. Matt held out the glasses as she filled them. They clanked glasses, "To a good vacation."

"Indeed," he said. They drank. "Bah," he shook his head.

Caroline laughed, trying not to sputter out her own drink. "Don't like it."

"I'm not sure yet," he took another sip. "I think I like beer better."

"So, not your first alcohol?" Caroline asked.

"Well, I've been eighteen for almost half a year now."

She supposed that was true. My how time flew. "So you've had plenty of time to legally drink."

"Legally, yes," he sipped his drink behind knowing eyes.

She smirked at him. "We'll leave it there."

She took his glass from him. "Now, before we get to the point where consent is questionable." She set the two glasses aside. "I believe we should pick up where we left off."

His cock had lost its hardness but was quickly regaining it. Caroline crawled up onto the bed. She rolled onto her back and spread her knees. "Take me," she said.

Matt took in the sight. "I, uh, I don't know how long I'll last."

"It doesn't matter. I just want you in me. Cum in me."

He climbed up onto the bed. His big cock bounced beneath him.

"Wait." Caroline said. "Lube first. There's some in my bag." She still felt wet from her play, but still couldn't hurt to have a bit extra on hand.

Matt went to the closet. "Which bag?"

"The purple one."

Matt dug about for a few moments. "I don't see it."

Caroline went to help. She took the bag and began digging through it. Matt started looking through her main suitcase.

"I swore I put it in here." She set the purse aside and pushed Matt away to dig through her main case. "Did I pack it?"

"We might be able to order some through the room service thing."

"We might need to," Caroline agreed. "Nope, here it is! I put it in with my shampoo and stuff."

"Probably a good place for it."

"Yeah, but I don't remember sticking it there. Oh, well." They stood awkwardly for a moment. "Well, where were we?" She handed him the tube and headed back to the bed. Resuming the position. "I believe we were on, take me, cum in me."

Matt smiled. "With pleasure."

"Just a little lube will do."

"I know. I have had sex before. Just not with a vagina." His fingers pressed into her. The cool lube on them sent a shiver up Caroline's back. He took the position above her and guided his cock into her.

She closed her eyes and murred at the feeling of him pressing into her. He wrapped his arms about her. His hips bucked his cock in and out of her. "You're so hot and wet and tight." He told her, probably from watching too much porn and figuring he was suppose to say that.

"Shh," Caroline said. "Just fuck."

She bucked her hips up to meet him as he fucked down. She wrapped one hand about his back. The other groped at his fuzzy ass. They mated together in the quiet of the room.

Matt was true to his word that he would not last long. Caroline felt his muscles tense as he came. Her pussy filled with his hot cum. She felt it pour out of her and down over her ass and tail. Matt looked down at her. She smiled up at him. "Good boy," she told him. She let him slide off him, then she turned attention to herself. She reached down and rubbed her dripping pussy. She took her favorite masturbating pose for the second time that night and pushed her fingers into herself while her other paw rubbed at her clit. The feel of Matt's cum inside her and the thoughts of the intimacy they shared meant she soon could take no more. She came, squirting no small amount of liquid over the end of the bed.

She rolled to her side and looked him in the eye. He smiled. "You did good, Matt." She told him. She kissed him on the nose. He blinked bashfully. They sat up, and she pulled him in for a proper deep kiss.

"I love you, Caroline," he told her.

"I love you, too, Matt." She smiled at him. "How are you holding up?" In addition to all the sex they'd had a long day with all of the traveling and everything.

"I might need a bit of a break. But I could do a bit more later."

"Good. After all, we still have that whole bottle of bubbly to finish."

They worked through the rest of the bottle while chatting and lightly playing with one another. When they had finished it all Caroline climbed up onto the bed on all fours. She hoisted her tail high. Matt climbed atop her and again buried his cock in her sex. Caroline raised one hand to rub at her clit while he worked to pound her as well as his poor wore-out self could manage. She brought herself to orgasm first, and her clenching treasure milked him to another orgasm. They both collapsed spent onto the bed.

The rest of their strength went into turning out the lights, slipping beneath the covers, and kissing each other goodnight. They fell into a deep sleep together for their first night in this new city.

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