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Pru couldn't help a little shiver of excitement run down her spine, her lips and throat dry from the simple act of just thinking about what she was going to do. To say nothing of actually doing it. It was with that nervous excitement that she ran a paw through her long blonde locks still messy and tousled from her lazy morning. Wasn't like she needed to brush it, not with the couple of showers she was going to need later.

She almost couldn't believe this day was here, sure that something would go wrong and throw a spanner into her carefully made plan. That was the problem really. It didn't hinge on her, hadn't even been something she thought she could do until her roommate had mentioned in passing the study session she was having at a friend's this weekend. Over the whole weekend, turning it into a sleepover that worked perfectly into her plans.

The only downside was that Emma wasn't going to be here to share it with her. And yes, Pru was well aware of the irony of that thought. She couldn't do it with her here and yet very much wanted her to be. That was a pipe dream though. Pru hadn't even been able to mention her feelings for her, to say nothing of revealing her secret kink she would love her to share.

Damn, she had it bad. Crushing on a girl who she saw every day, one she had had this crush on since the very moment she saw her and yet she could never seem to get up the courage to say it. Maybe if she had shown her just one sign, she might have felt brave enough to act. To say something. But she was always flirting with guys, buff macho jocks on the campus velo-ball team she hadn't a hope of competing with. A realisation that left her nursing her crush alone.

'Hey Pru. I'm heading out.' The light cheerful voice that always had her heart fluttering called from downstairs dragged the mouse out of her thoughts with a start, sort of having forgotten that she hadn't quite left during her preparations, namely the plastic sheet draped over her bed. Something that was maybe a risk but with Emma busy collecting her notes and textbooks together, the chance of the meerkat actually coming into her room had been slim.

'Okay. Have fun.' Pru called back in a normal tone of voice as she could manage, not wanting her excitement to be too obvious or show she was eager to have her leave. She couldn't risk anything that might make her think something was going on. 'Call me when you get there. Be safe.'

'You too.' Emma called back in a rush. 'Oh..that's my taxi. Gotta go. Love ya..'

'..and leave ya.' Pru replied evenly despite the sad smile on her face. One that lingered until the door shut behind her. 'Couldn't just be love me, could it?'

Before that thought could take hold, Pru caught it, scrunched it up and threw it away. Tonight was not the night for that. She wasn't going to have this night ruined by her doubts. Acting very much on that thought, Pru ducked down to the drawers beneath her bed that usually secreted her collection of sex toys but tonight also held the small cool bag that the mouse had snuck upstairs after her early morning shopping trip, the still not quite melted ice Pack having kept the contents cool for her to use. Which was just going to be the start, a warm up to the main event Pru had already prepared in the bathroom.

But that would come later Pru reflected, her paws shaking slightly as she pulled out a bottle of chocolate sauce, two cans of whipped cream still beaded with condensation and a jar of rich chocolate spread.

Feeling very naughty and excited, very much hoping the phone didn't ring Pru shimmed onto the bed, chucking away her pyjamas into the corner of the room revealing her slender yet fulsomely curvy body that had attracted more than a few guys and girls to try and chat her up. Or at least to drunkenly try too while unable to pull their eyes away from her nicely rounded breasts. Luckily, they had been easy to deal with since she was not interested in a quick fuck. A nice slow fuck with a shy little femme on the other hand.. Steadying herself with a deep breath, the mouse adjusted herself on the bed comfortably with her legs spread, her pussy already slick and glistening with her desire.

Desire that Pru resisted for a second, drawing out the moment of anticipation before reaching out to rub her pussy, with the soft and unhurried touch of one at ease with her body. And why should she not be, her teenage years having allowed her to perfect the sweet art of solo pleasure, following her mothers advice to learn about yourself before others. Not that she hadn't had some good times with others. But there were things she had to do alone.

After all, it wasn't like this was something she could really share with others, it kinda ruined the mood to bring out a pie post-cotius. Then again, it was something she had only discovered recently, the shine still on it. She could still remember the heady day when she had stumbled across a video, idly browsing on YoiTube to see a woman pied in the face on a tv show. Which show, she hasn't cared. It was all about the woman. Pru had long known she was bisexual, sharing more than a few fantasies about other women. But this, she had watched with longing as she was destroyed by pie after pie and very much wishing she was in her place, furiously stroking herself as she pictured her being pied in the stocks, going further to wish she would pie her more intimately. She still got a shiver to thinking back to how hard she had come watching that.

Again with an effort Pru brought herself back to the now, umming and ahhing before settling her paw on the bottle of chocolate sauce. It was with shaky paws she picked it up, shivering about the very thought of drizzling it over her pussy before popping the cap to breath in its sweet scent. Taking a moment to savour that before upending it to allow a slow trickle to pour over her stomach and trickle teasingly through her fur towards her sex. That proved too much and she couldn't wait for it to inch closer, dropping the steady stream to pour directly onto her pussy before she even had the chance to savour the anticipation of it.

O..ohhhh. Pru whimpered in her head, almost caught up in her climax just from that touch of the rich sauce on her clit. Breathing heavily the nude mouse barely managed to contain that, trembling with desire and yet longing to prolong that delicious moment of near climax. Tipping the bottle up, she rode out the waves of delicious pre orgasmic pleasure, daring to slightly rock her hips under the touch of the thick sauce still dripping over her sex. All the while trying not to think about a certain meerkats lips and tongue on her pussy.

It was the work of a few minutes before she felt she had calmed down enough to continue, very slowly pouring more of the sticky sauce over her clit, letting it tease her with its pleasurable touch, a touch that she focused right on her clit until again she couldn't take it anymore.

'Fuck..yes..yes.' Pru dragged the bottle away with a groan, some of the sauce splashing onto the plastic beneath her before she regained enough control to tip it upwards. She could feel her control slipping away, her fantasies returning full force, craving a finger on her clit. A tongue in her pussy. Even Emma filling her with a low set vibrator to tease her needy..

'Ohhh...I wish you were here, Emma.' Pru panted. 'I want you here. Making love to me.' It was a dream. A pleasure fevered wish, a secret longing from her heart brought forth by her pleasure and uttered aloud for the first time.

'Fuck it.' Pru couldn't take it any more, practically jumping off the bed and, pausing onto to grab a tank top and pair of panties from the dresser, hurried into the bathroom. Avoiding the tub where her treat lay waiting, Pru tossed those clothes into the corner of the room and stepped under the shower, to let the pressure of the water wash away the remnants of chocolate sauce, revealing her still needy pussy. Switching it off and activating the dry cycle, allowing the warm jets of air to blow dry her fur she scampered out to dress. Only then did she let her gaze linger on the bathtub filled with gallons of custard, fighting a wave of desire that had her legs shaking as she walked towards it. Letting the shower dry her, she steps out to dress again, fighting a wave of desire as she stares at the bath of custard.

Right at that moment she wanted nothing more than to dive right in. But Pru forced herself to go slowly, dipping a foot into the creamy yellow treat and lifting it out to let it drip of her toes. Enthralled she watched the thick sweetness roll down her foot to drop back into the bath with a heavy splat. She couldn't resist any more, slipping first one foot and then the other into the bath until she was standing up to her calves in the custard.

Breathing heavily and with her pussy throbbing, she leaned down to scoop up two pawsful of custard, rubbing the cool treat over her legs and up towards her thighs. It felt heavenly and she almost swooned, massaging the slick liquid over her thighs and around to the back of her knees. Gods, she was going to cum. Her body was tingling with barely suppressed desire that had only one outlet.

Careful so as not to fall, she eased herself to kneel in the custard, her crotch inches from the surface that rippled around her legs. Then with one last breath of control, she leaned back, her panty clad pussy sinking under the welcoming yellow lake, submerging her up to her chest. She purred as the custard lapped at her breasts and settled against her pussy, teasing her with soft touches she both hoped and feared would make her cum. While that would be heaven, she didn't want a soft orgasm. She wanted to come hard.

It was with that thought that her paw brushed almost unbidden against her pussy, stroking her through the sodden material of her panties. She was now too far gone to even think about stopping, rocking against the steady caress and whimpering as she dipped lower into the custard, feeling it lapping at her nipples almost like a lover. Unbidden her eyes closed and she whimpered Emma's name, lost in her fantasy that she was here with her, that it was her tongue on her nipples, sucking and caressing. That it was her hand rubbing oh so tenderly against her pussy. That she was here and making love to her.

'Ohh...fuck me.' Pru whispered that not as a curse but a request to her imaginary lover, who in her mind responded; her paw slipping a finger inside her and fucking her so tenderly. Even though it was her paw acting out that movement, Pru preferred to believe her fantasy. 'Fuck me...Emmmmma.'

Pru wailed that last word as she came hard, thrusting against her paw and the sweet custard alike. She rode out her orgasm for what felt like two minutes, finally relaxing to enjoy her afterglow and the custard bath that surrounded her equally lovingly. Sadly she was jolted out of that by one sound. Well, one voice.

'Pru? Are you still here? You wouldn't believe it. All the transports are not running. The whole city is on storm stations. I knew it was going to rain but a storm?'

'Oh..fuck. Fuckfuckfuck.' Pru fought not to panic, dipping lower into the custard bath that now felt like the worst place to be. She was well and truly trapped, having no way to hide herself and no way to clean up this mess. Not in time anyway.

'Pru? Are you okay?'

Pru cursed silently again, the meerkat must have heard the thump on the side of the bath as she ducked down. Silently she prayed that she hadn't, a hope that was dashed the second she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. 'Pru? Honey? Are you okay?'

If only Pru had responded to that repeated question. If only she had said something, anything. Anything to maybe reassure her friend that she was. But her mind had sort of frozen, unable to think of anything beyond the mess she had left in her room to say nothing of the custard that still surrounded her, leaving her to explain something she knew she couldn't.

'Pru? Are you in the bathroom? I'm going to come in. Check on..oh my god.'

Pru's weak, strangled and ultimately feeble protestation died on her lips the second her roommate pushed open the door to stare open mouthed at what must have been quite a sight. She could only imagine how she looked right now, wearing only a tank top and panties, body streaked with the custard that surrounded her and dripped from her hair.

Frozen in that moment of terror, Pru couldn't help looking over her friend nicely dressed in comfortably faded jeans and long sleeve high necked shirt that did nothing to hide the curve of her breasts and hips.

'Nonono...don't...don't look at me.' Pru whimpered, broken out of that trance in a lightspeed moment as she remembered where she was and what had happened. 'Just..just leave. Please. Just leave.'

'Pru..sweetie...' Emma didn't even turn around, instead she moved to the edge of the bath to kneel down so she could fix her with a stare. A stare that she didn't break even as she reached for her paw, lifting it and grasping it tenderly despite the custard leaking between her fingers. 'I will. If you really want me too. But not until I've said I'm sorry. I shouldn't have barged in like this. I was just worried about you.'

'Well..I don't want you to leave.' Pru admitted. 'Not really. But..you wouldn't want to stay. Not seeing me like this. I must look...awful.'

'Actually, you look kinda cute.' Emma chuckled. 'Yellow always was your colour. Though maybe not to this extent. But I thought you hated custard.'

'To eat, yes.' Pru whispered shyly. 'But...like this...it feels amazing.'

'Well..I do like the taste.' Emma smirked, eyeing the custard soaked paw between hers. 'You don't mind, do you?'

'Mind if you...mmmm.' Pru trailed off, Emma lifting her paw up to her mouth and sucking one custard coated digit between her lips, drawing that fevered moan from her lips as her pussy throbbed with the thrill of a fresh orgasm.

'Seems you didn't mind.' Emma chuckled, her lips now hovering over her next finger almost teasingly. 'Maybe you wouldn't mind if I indulge my sweet tooth again.'

Pru could only nod this time, not daring to even move in case she shattered this wonderful moment that could almost have been a dream. A dream it wasn't though. If it was, she would surely have woken up the very second Emma closed her mouth around her next finger. Yet she stayed in this moment as her crush worked along her paw, licking and sucking each one clean with a tender touch that had Pru barely hanging on as her orgasm rose.

'You..seem very good at that.' Pru whimpered softly.

'Maybe I've been thinking about it for a long time.' Emma replied, her demeanour suddenly seeming a little shy.

'Oh?' Pru's heart started to pound a little faster, suddenly realising that maybe she wasn't the only one to be hiding a secret. 'Could it be seeing me like this has gotten you a little hot and bothered?'

Pru waited for that answer by lifting her leg out of the custard to gently run her paws down her thigh, biting her lip as she watched her friend's reaction.

'No..but you get me hot and bothered.' Emma blurted out before dipping her head shyly. 'Oh..god..I shouldn't have...'

'No. I wish you had said it sooner.' Pru soothed. 'I've had this crush on you for so long. I was just...'

'...scared to say it?' Emma finished. 'Worried how it might change things?'

'You too huh?' Pru whispered, this moment not exactly how she imagined it. The moments after maybe, if she had had the courage. But right now, she wouldn't change a thing. 'Maybe we both should have said something. But we can't change that. Can't change what happened before. All we can do is go forward from now.'

'Oh yes?' Emma must have heard something in her voice. 'Got something in mind?'

'Well..you were making me feel pretty good a minute ago.' Pru grinned. 'Still, it's getting kinda lonely in here. How about you join me? I've wanted to take a bath with you for so long.'

'Not in custard, surely.' Emma shook her head. 'Well, maybe you did. I don't know.'

'Are you sure?' Pru slipped down in the bath, running her paws slowly over her shoulders. 'It feels wonderful in here. Aren't you a little tempted?'

'Well..maybe. By you I am.' Emma admitted. 'Still, you do look like you are having fun.'

'Could be having a lot more fun with you.' Pru slid forward to lean on the edge of the bath. 'Come on. I want you in here.'

'Well..all right. But I'm not getting my clothes dirty.' Emma said.

'So, you want to get naked with me? I'm not seeing a problem with that.' Pru smirked.

'Oh, shut up.' Emma grinned back, the teasing comment doing nothing to stop her pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it away to land on the other side of the room. Wasting no time, her skirt, bra and panties quickly followed until she stood naked before the tub.

Again Pru looked her over, letting her gaze linger a little longer this time. Slightly taller by maybe a few inches that really didn't count to the mouse, her breasts a little larger as well although equally as soft which she took some comfort in. Her hips were a little fuller but not enough to be a detraction, rather they added a touch of cute sweetness to her that was utterly adorable.

Pru had seen her naked before of course, but this was completely different, with the promise of so much more to come. How many times had she seen her taking a shower while she hurriedly brushed her teeth half dressed in the rush to get to work, still having enough time to steal a quick glance in the mirror. Okay, sometimes she has caught herself wishing that shower was a gunge tank and it was slime pouring over her naked frame not water. But she thought better about mentioning that.

'Now..just promise you won't get me messy.' Emma whispered, unaware that was exactly what she was thinking, easing first one leg and then the other into the tub.

'More so than you are?' Pru smirked. 'I promise. Right now, I'm more interested in helping you to indulge in your sweet tooth.'

'So..you've got a finger fetish as well?' Emma teased.

'It wasn't your fingers I was thinking about you sucking on.' Pru whispered, toying with the strap of her tank top. 'Once you've helped me with this.'

Emma needed no more prompting than that, her paws moving with easy confidence to lift her tank top over her head, that casual stripping by her crush making her shiver as much as the way her fingers brushed against her breasts.

'Now..is me that's gotten you so worked up?' Emma eyed her perky nipples. 'Is it the custard? Or is it that I'm here this custard with you?'

'All of the above maybe?' Pru smirked. 'While I don't mind hearing you whispering sweet nothings in my ear, I'd rather save that until we are cuddled up in bed together.'

'So..there is something better you would like me to do with my tongue?' Emma teased, one hand cupping her custard streaked breast tenderly. 'Something like this maybe?'

Pru could only nod, watching in enraptured delight as her mouth dips towards her breast. Maybe slightly more hesitantly than she had sucked on her finger, her mouth closed around the hard nipple. Hesitation from uncertainty maybe, the meerkat maybe having never sucked anyone's tits before. Which didn't hold her back long, that shyness evaporating as her soft muzzle tightened around her.

'Mmmm.' Pru groaned, that wicked mouth and tongue kissing, sucking and licking her breast clean of the sweet treat, tracing paths from left to right and under her breast until the only thing it glistened with was her saliva.

'Seems you do. And I'm only halfway through my treat.' Emma smirked, gliding her mouth around her other breast with much less hesitation. This time she started trailing her tongue around the edge, lapping up the custard and working steadily in towards her nipple. It was that which had Pru squirming, urging her on with her movements and soft gasps of pleasure.

Gasps that she couldn't help dropping to a moan the very second her lips brushed her nipple, deepening as her muzzle closed around it. Never had anyone suckled her like this, her fantasies about this moment falling short of the reality.

'Mmmm...I do love custard.' Emma purred, drawing her tongue away with a smirk. 'And I think I just found my favourite way to eat it as well.'

'Hey. Save some of that attention for me.' Pru pouted, placing her paws on her hips to wiggle her chest suggestively.

'I've got a lot more attention for you.' Emma winked, dipping her paw into the custard again, lifting the yellow coated digits up to drip the thick goo over her nipples to another coo from the mouse.

'Mmmm..ma..maybe that's not the attention I want.' Pru whimpered, her pussy throbbing again. 'Not that you aren't really really good at that. But I'm starting to get worked up down here.'

'So..all this cool custard isn't enough to stop you getting worked up?' Emma teased, dipping her head to suck her nipple clean again, lingering to suckle her teat a little longer. 'Maybe it's getting you too worked up? Would you cum if I pushed you down into the custard and sucked your tits?'

'I might.' Pru panted. 'But I don't want that. I want you to make me cum.'

'Oh? Want a little attention down here?' Emma grinned, dipping lower to inch the waistband of her panties away from her pussy. 'Craving my tongue on your sweet lips as I eat you out. Well..I'd like that too. But I need to sweeten my treat. Lean back on the edge of the bath for me honey.'

Pru trembled with unabashed excitement at the use of the word honey, the way it flowed warmly into her ears bringing her out in fresh tingles that didn't stop her spreading her legs a little as she adjusted her position a little.

'Now..this is perfect.' Emma cooed. 'This is just where I want you sweetie.'

'I'm not going to argue with that.' Pru grinned. 'What are you going to do with little me?'

'Something to make this sweet pussy even sweeter.' Emma promised. 'You know what that means. It's time to make me a custard kitty.'

'Custard kitty.' Pru smirked. 'That's terrible.'

'Or I could just leave you and take care of myself.' Emma teased. 'Just for that, I'm gonna make you beg a little for me sweetie.'

'Ohhh, no.' Pru mock pouted. 'Are you gonna torture me?'

'Maybe I could.' Emma dipped a paw into the custard, licking her thumb clean as she inched her panties away from her sex. 'Think what I could do with this custard here sweetie. Just dribble it over your pussy and let it coat you, running down over your clit like you want my tongue to do. Adding more and more until you beg me to lick it off you. Or I could do the same to your breasts, sucking and kissing it off them until you really beg me to lick your pussy.'

'Okay, okay. I'm sorry.' Pru capitulated.

'Better.' Emma smirked. 'Now..ready for this?'

Pru nodded, her head swimming and pussy throbbing. It was almost too much to bear right now. Luckily Emma took pity on that, a most tender and sweet pity that she had long dreamed to receive from her.

Tenderly and lovingly, Emma rubbed over her stomach, enjoying the way she squirmed before easing her panties away from her body revealing her to her gaze. Pru squirmed again, biting her lip softly to suppress a moan.

There was no suppressing the moan as Emma trickled a slow dribble of custard over her pussy, letting her direct the tiny streams onto her clit. With barely a pause she reloaded her paw, trickling more custard down over her lips to nestle at the bottom of her panties.

Pru groaned, thrusting her hips forward urgently. She was quickly becoming lost in her lust again, needing more than the teasing touch being lavished on her. She wanted, no, needed to feel a tongue on her pussy. Not just any tongue. Emma's tongue. Needed it almost like she needed air, years of repressed longing coming to the surface with a strength she couldn't repress.

'Emma..' she gasped. 'Em..love..fuck..don't tease me. Not any more. I need you. I want you. Please. Fuck me. Ohhhh.'

'Fuck you covered in custard?' Emma smirked, letting her panties go to ease the sticky treat against her pussy. 'Such a naughty thing you are. Good thing I'm in a mood to be naughty.'

'Yes, yes. Please.' Pru squirmed, feeling as much as seeing Emma start to tug her panties down, that wonderful moment feeling like it would never end. But it did, the sodden material pushed down around her ankles to expose her pussy streaked with wetness that wasn't just the custard. 'Please..lick me..fuck me.'

'How could I refuse?' Emma left that question hanging in the air, answering it silently by the simple virtue of lowering her mouth until her breath brushed her pussy. Pru could barely register that sensation, tingles of anticipation running up her spine. Something she couldn't savour because Emma pressed her muzzle right to her pussy, dragging her tongue over her aching slit.

'Ohhh...fuccc..' Pru screamed, her paws almost slipping from the edge of the tub to plunge her into the custard below. Which she might have liked but that would have taken her away from the touch she craved so much.

It was purely because of the tension that gripped her that she didn't slip, pure erotic delight running along her arms and down her legs, pressing her harder against Emma's rough probing tongue. Goddess, it was so much better than she imagined. If she hadn't done this before, she was a natural. Distractedly, Pru couldn't help wanting to ask her about it, wanting to suddenly know everything she had done. Everyone she had done. But that would have to wait, she didn't want to spoil this moment.

Her skilled tongue kept working her over, driving her closer and closer to that point she most craved. Up to flick and suckle her clit and she screamed, urging her on with all the urgency she had. Sucking once more, then pushing her tongue back into her depths.

Pru had long given up trying to control her desire, like one caught up in a storm. Having no choice but to go with it. Her tongue was pushing her to greater and greater heights that she wasn't sure she could take, her thighs soaked with her juices.

'Ummm...Em...Emma...fuck...don't..don't stop.' Pru wavered, her eyes slid half closed in utter bliss. 'I'm..I'm...I'm..'

'So close? Gonna cum? Gonna scream my name? I very much hope so.' Emma winked, with a gentle kiss on her thigh, dancing her lips over to repeat that on her other leg. Pru gasped at the second touch, feeling even better now she could appreciate the anticipation of it.

'Ohhhh...fuck..' Pru screamed, her voice horse and raspy; watching enraptured as Emma kissed back up towards her pussy, lingering on the very bottom of her lips only to dribble a little more custard over her sex.

Honestly and when she looked back, Pru was certain she came from that moment. Her hips already thrusting the rhythm of her orgasm before Emma's tongue swept over her again. Yet that certainly helped make it a reality.

She was lost in everything about this moment, all the little details heightened and magnified to an almost overwhelming scale. Especially the way she worshipped and swept over her lips, parting her depths just enough to fuck her a little without stopping her licking. Right then, that soft tiny touch of tongue felt better than any cock, any sex toy, leaving her lost in the warm attention that was all hers.

Right now, Pru was so keyed up she would likely have cum just from one touch anywhere. Even if all Emma had done was lay one little kiss on her nose or possibly just whispered her name right in her ear. Only she craved more than that, craved all of her as she fucked her senseless with her rough tongue.

The one thing that Pru wished was that she could hold her head, silently urging her closer and closer to fuck her as deep as she could. Yet the only thing she could hold onto was the edge of the tub, her knuckles white with the pressure her fingers exerted on it, her hips arched as high as she could in a fevered attempt to achieve the same effect.

Pru was completely at the mercy of her lover now, enraptured by the way Emma was lavishing such sweet attention on her pussy. This was why she loved girls, one could completely give herself over to the other with no thought of immediate reward, solely focused on the act of making the other cum. Oh, that wasn't to say she didn't enjoy more..mutual pursuits. But there was something about the thrill of eating out another girl and bringing her nothing but pleasure. Totally focused on just making her feel good.

Which was exactly where Emma was focused. And how good was she making Pru feel. So good that the time for all thought had passed. One sudden lick pushing her past her point of no return. In barely a second she had crossed that line from pre-orgasmic to orgasm itself, cumming hard with her frame locked up in a wave of bright, brilliant orgasmic delight that echoed through her with the same bliss as she screamed her name. Screamed her name for all to hear, trembling hips never moving away from that wonderful tongue. A high-pitched scream that trailed off to part exhausted, Part relaxed whimpers from Emma's tongue still caressing her sex as she drifted down from the heights of her pleasure.

'Well..I wish I'd known a little custard was all it would take to get you in the sack.' Emma chuckled.

Pru sat frozen at that comment just for a second, before the laughter that had been building in her throat came pouring out in a steam of giggles that took a few moments to subside. 'Flowers and chocolates would have done it too.'

The way Emma herself froze brought with it the terrible thought that maybe she had said too much, her mind scrambling around for something to say before Emma broke out into a mirthful grin. 'Somehow I think this was more fun. Of course, I bet you'd want me to fuck you in a bath of chocolate too.'

'Actually..' Pru slipped down into the custard with a shiver running from her still sensitive pussy. '...right now, I'm thinking about fucking you right here. In this bath. Making love to you in all this custard.'

'N..now..hold on Pru.' Emma crept back a little, until she bumped up against the edge of the tub. 'Can't we just..go to your bed and fuck there?'

'Oh, we will.' Pru promised. 'But see..I don't believe you. I think..deep down..you want to know what it feels like to be fucked right here, to have me make love to you all covered in custard.'

'Well...that's..I...' Emma hesitated and Pru seized her chance, taking hold of her paw and pulling her close so she could snuggle behind her with them both kneeling in the custard.

'Tell you what..' Pru whispered close in her ear. '...let me take over here. I'm already with you, in here. I could so easily push you down into the custard and fuck you there. And I think you want that..deep down.'

Emma shuddered but she didn't pull away. Not from her, not from the tub, not moving an inch. So Pru seized her chance, her paws resting firmly on the meerkats hips to guide her lower to the surface of the tub. 'All you have to do is say no, sweetie. Just one little word. And I won't. We can leave and go back to your bed or mine and fuck till we pass out. But I don't think you can. Can you? You want to know how it feels.'

'I..ummm...I...' Emma stammered, her eyes locked on the custard with..what..rapture? Need? Longing? Terrified curiosity? Pru could see all of those in her gaze but that wasn't enough. She had to hear it from her.

'That's not a no.' Pru teased, easing her unresisting hips just a little closer. 'Mmm...you are so close to that first kiss of the custard darling. That first sweet kiss on your pussy I know will feel so good. You've had a taste of it on my pussy. Don't you want to know how it feels on yours?'

'Ohhh..fuck..y.yes..' Emma gasped. 'I want to...mmmmm..'

That was enough for Pru, her paws helping her roommate cum lover slip into the custard that yielded perfectly for her, parting only to wrap tight around her hips and waist, creeping higher and higher until her pussy was lost deep in it. Pru didn't stop there though, guiding her back to that Emma was resting against her chest in the same way the walls of the bath supported her back.

'See...feels lovely.' Pru murred at the gasp from Emma as she kissed her ear with all the tenderness she had in her heart. 'Warm, and creamy and so thick. I could just lie here for hours with you. Luckily I've got something much better in mind.'

'O..oh?' Emma stammered, her cheeks flushed with a little surge of warmth she could see through the ripple in her fur.

'Oh yes.' Pru replied, needing no more words than that. Not when her fingers brushed against the Meerkats pussy, teasing the very edge of her labia then sliding two digits deep inside her.

Emma tensed up at that, not the harsh tension of one resisting or fearful. But the softer, intoxicatingly sweet tension of one already on the cusp of the bloom of her pleasure. It was right there in the way she rolled her hips, the slow movement sending ripples through the creamy dessert.

Pru allowed herself a grin, her heart fluttering as Emma gave herself to her, responding to her touch; her breasts rising and falling from the custard with each increasingly excited breath. Hard points of her nipples breaking free of the sweet treat for a glorious second only to dip back beneath it again.

She could have watched her writhing under her all day, but that would have been too cruel to both of them really. So Pru relented to her lover's desires, no longer teasing her with her fingers but fucking her slowly. Pushing those two fingers deep into her dripping pussy, seeking the very depths of her pleasure.

Emma murred and cooed in her arms, the sweet Meerkat frozen almost as if she was afraid she might leave or just stop if she so much as moved a muscle. It was endearing really, this sweet, shy almost tentative side of her she so rarely got to see.

'Shhh..my love. I'm here.' Pru purred soothingly. 'I'm not going to leave. I'm staying right here until you cum for me.'

'And..and then?' Emma gasped, her voice filled with rapture and soft fear in equal measure.

'And then I'm gonna take you to bed and fuck you some more.' Pru promised with a firmer thrust of her fingers. 'Maybe I'll tie you down to my bed and eat you out until you beg me to fuck your pussy with my favourite dildo.'

'You..have one?' Emma whimpered, her pussy clenching either from her fingers or that thought. Pru could wait to find out which.

'Several.' Pru laughed. 'Had to have something to please me while I thought of you. Oh yes, often I went to bed fucking myself with one and wishing you were there.'

'Mmm...you are going to have to show me. Ahh...don't stop.' Emma yelped, her pussy suddenly contracting around the fingers fucking her.

'I won't.' Pru replied, her fingers meeting each urgent roll of her hips. 'I want to hear you come for me. I want you to cum as you scream my name.'

'I..Pru..I'm..cu..cu...Pruuu.' Emma trailed off, that word proving too much for her just as the fingers inside her pushed her to her crescendo of pleasure, a symphony of its own making built around her lusty screams that rose with each soft stroke of her honeypot.

'I'm here. I've got you.' Pru soothed, kissing her neck, her thrusting slowing to a pace where she could enjoy the slow waves of pleasure from her orgasm rather than drawing more from her. 'I've got you.'

'I know..I just wish we had...'

Pru silenced her lover with a sharp nip on her ear. 'Can't change the past sweetie. Only the future. Which isn't to say we can't make up for lost time. What say we grab a shower, then head to bed so I can live up to that promise I made.'

'Only if I can do the same.' Emma said as she stood shakily.

'Honey. I wouldn't have it any other way.'

Pru's laughter filled the bathroom as both custard covered furs slipped into the shower to enjoy the tender act of washing the other clean, the pair equally excited about the evening of pleasure to come. One that would make good use of the messy supplies Pru had left fortuitously waiting on her bed.

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Guess I'm really being struck by the muse left right and centre this days. Cant say I'm complaining about that, not when it produces sweet pieces like this. Not bad for something that came to me pretty much in a flash and smashed out in a couple of days. Grew a little bit from the first idea but that's always how it goes. Part of the process really.

I'm hoping to play around with some more short ideas that have been coming to me as well, between working on my commissions and requests of course. Which I'm starting to get a nice list of. Its still not too late to grab one for yourself. Just follow the link below or send me a note.