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The house was bright with life as soon as my car pulled into the drive, tail wagged against leather seats. The sensation of smooth, soft, but rugged surface made my fur stand on end. Tail slid over the surface as soon as I slid out of the seat and walked away from the door that closed on its own. Another door opened and bathed my front with a comfortable coolness, just the right temperature as always. Leather, dress, shoes slid off my feet with ease while I walked through the hall. My tail swayed with excitement as the scent of a fresh meal being cooked was caught in my nostrils.

Rosemary, caramel, meaty, and the scent of cooked down onion, carrot, and celery created a comforting miasma as the stew boiled away. Over the stove stood my companion, my lover, my caretaker. The tiger's body wore no clothing, naked as ever, it was what I requested after all. The long, thick, tail sprouted from the base of a brawny body and swayed happily behind. Eyes focused on the pots and pans as side fixings boiled and fried away over the controlled heat. Ears flicked as I quietly snuck across the warm tiles. Toe, heel, toe, heel, until finally I surprise him with a tight hug.

"Don't do that to me." the tiger exclaimed with exasperation, "nearly gave me a heart attack."

The way the tiger's fur bristled and shortly relaxed invoked nostalgia of the past, a live dejavu moment that made my cock stir. The tiger settled and continued to cook away at the meal and I couldn't help but bring my hand around the chest. I felt the smooth fur and combed it flat before fingers dipped lower to cup the object of my affection. The sheath throbbed as soon as fingers embraced it, hidden shaft hardened and swelled.

"I'm sorry, let me make it up to you." I whispered.

The tiger laughed and bucked his hips backwards to push me away. I laughed and stepped back to eye the tiger for a moment, hunger in my eyes.

"There'll be plenty of time for that later sweetie." The tiger paused his movements and turned his head to give my cheek a soft kiss. "Go get settled in, I can barely wait to see that movie."

I smiled and smacked the tiger's back side, "oh alright. I suppose I can wait."

I wouldn't have to wait too long, or rather it didn't feel like a long length of time. I had changed out of my business attire and decided to wear just a pair of boxers and my sleeveless shirt. The uniform of a man who looked forward to a night of lounging, the tiger had no complaints. The meal filled my belly, perfectly spiced, tender meat brazed just the right amount of time to contain some moisture. Vegetables kept their crack cooked perfectly and not to mush. The tiger opened a bottle of chilled Riesling Ice Wine and poured me a flute of the ambrosia, sweet, liquid before he took my plates away.

"How was work? Did that project get accepted?"

I took a sip of the smooth, sweet, wine and smiled, "yes. That is why I bought this bottle. A little but expensive celebration."

"You do have an expensive taste." The tiger agreed while plates clinked when they were slotted into the dishwasher. "Join me in the living room?"

"That sounds nice." I said and picked my glass up to follow the naked tiger. "I have a lot to thank you for you know? Without you, I wouldn't have had the ability to afford such luxuries."

The tiger laughed and waited in front of a leather couch until I sat, "I'd wager you would have found another way to get to this point. Luxury suits you."

I smiled and sat down with my legs spread and hunched forward. When the tiger moved to sit as well, I gripped his thigh. "Wait a moment I want to look at you."

The tiger growled and bit his black lips. The glint of teeth peaked from beneath as he grinned at me. "Are you sure that is the only thing you want to do?"

I smiled up at the brawny and imposing frame, "are you inviting me to do more than just look?"

The tiger chuckled and reached a hand to stroke over my head and around an ear. When his fingers tucked behind my skull and pulled me against his crotch, I melted. The scent was nearly perfect as my nose nuzzled the musky fur of his sack and sheath. Eyes closed as I was overcome by my lust for the tiger, tongue slid out to cradle his heavy balls. The taste was perfect and coated my tongue as I licked clean each orb. I heard the tiger huff and could see the pink of his cock begin to expose itself to the cool air. Smoothly I let my tongue slide between each fuzzy ball until my tongue pressed against the tight sheath.

I could smell him before I tasted him; the pre-cum he leaked smelled distinctly masculine and familiar. My tongue felt the temperature against it spike as soon as it hit the exposed flesh. The tiger shivered as my lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, lips peeled the sheath off of it as I took more of him in. Head slowly slid forward and sheathed the thick length between my jaws; tongue milked it against the upper pallette to coax more of the viscous pre-cum. Like a hungry dog, I suckled on the hardening length until I could feel the length throb and pulse firmly. Ears folded back while my hands dropped between my legs and began to fondle my trapped length.

The tiger held my head in place as he began to draw his hips back before he smoothly slid forward again. The slow thrusts and domineering hand that held me in place made me moan in pleasure. I could feel each bump and ridge of his shaft press against me smearing more of that salty, thick pre across my tongue. He growled, the noise caught me off guard, eyes opened to look up at him. His eyes glowed as they caught the reflection of the dim light while he looked down at me. His reserved posture had diminished as he fell into a more familiar position. His other hand stroked the side of my face before he held me tighter and began to fuck my mouth.

The growls grew intense as the sloppy slurps and gurgles echoed within my head. I relaxed my throat and felt his cock slide deeper into me splitting it open. My hands cupped his ass and massaged them while he took me faster and harder. There was little to warn me before I felt a heat spurt down my throat and flood my mouth. The salty, distinct, taste was swallowed down while the fragrant musk tickled the back of my nose. Although my tiger had climaxed, his hips did not still. True to his feline nature, he was ready to continue taking my mouth like a pussy bitch.

But he didn't intend to breed my throat again; his hips drew his shaft out from my lip's hug. His shaft throbbed and bounced between his legs while the tip leaked murky fluid from the tip. His mouth was open, breaths deep, as he stepped away to give me room.

"Bend over the couch Katara." the tiger said.

I did as told and slid my boxers off my waist and swayed my hips to entice the tiger. I looked back at him and smiled wide. The tiger's body was pumped tight with muscle while his shaft bounced and seemed to grow thicker with each second that passed.

"Don't you want to watch that movie?" I said.

"Later, I've been waiting for this all day."

"If you insist." I said and kept my tail raised.

True to words, the tiger did not waste time and pressed the tip of his spit and seed coated shaft at my hole. The pressure on my ring increased as he began to push forward until it popped in. I moaned and arched my back for the tiger as I felt his heat fill me up with his vigor. I took it easily, used to using my ass to get men off, and felt a huff of hot air roll across my neck. The tiger cradled my thighs as he hunched over me and began to thrust at a decent pace. A pace that constantly massaged my prostate and made me leak across the back cushions. The leather surface became glossy with my pre as lines of it dribbled along it.

I moaned and growled as the tiger's thrusts grew rough and insistent, his hands worked my body back against him. Our bodies shook, bounced, and collided with dull thuds that made my ears tuck tighter to my head. I felt the tiger's shaft grow rigid before a burst of heat flowed into me, his balls worked a thick load in me. But it did not seem to calm the beast that I had unleashed. I could feel his seed leak across my tight sack while he continued to froth the load that had collected along the rim of my ass. The thuds became wetter, punctuated by the squelch of flesh as my trained hole took the pounding.

"I'm going to breed you all night long." the tiger growled.

"Oh yeah, fill me with kittens."

The tiger's hips smashed forward suddenly and his grip on my waist tightened. He turned and pulled me over to plop on his ass, the sudden deepeness made me yelp. I sat straddled over his lap for a moment before I felt his hands on my ass. Arms flexed and raised my ass off his shaft before he allowed me to sit back down. I got the idea and began to ride him at a leisure pace, slowing down our frantic pace. Between my moans and sighs and his grunts and coos my attention turned to the blank, television, screen. I huffed and pushed myself back against his chest while I continued to bounce while I brought my hands up and gave a few gestures. The screen lit up a video began to play.

I could see me while I bounced on Isaac's lap moaning and howling to the empty room. The camera positioned in a way to show off the the tiger's thick length as my hungry ass devoured it. I could tell tiger had noticed as he brought his hand to my chest to feel over my smooth body. Isaac began to play with my nipples and soon the tiger began to play as well. He picked up on it quickly and began to seek out each sensitive nerve to pinch between his fingers.

"Oh god." I would shudder out with each firm pinch.

The reaction seemed to be what the tiger wanted and growled as he felt me begin to ride him harder and faster. My eyes closed, the video committed to memory by this point, as I rode through the memories of Isaac. I felt the tiger grunt and huff as his hips jumped up and buried his shaft deep within me. I could feel a pit in my stomach begin to swell again as more seed was added to trap cream within my body. I glowed while my cock stood firm and rigid between our legs, content even without an orgasm. My eyes parted slightly as I did not feel the tiger move and noticed that his eyes were locked on the screen. I could tell he studied the amateure porno closely, each micro reaction and movement Isaac made. His mannerisms being committed to memory, polished, and heightened. I was surprised when the tiger's eyes blinked and he turned to look at me. There was a softness in his face, one that made my heart thump in my chest.

I was amazed when he leaned forward and softly pressed his lips against mine. He adjusted our position, his shaft slid free, and allowed him to lay me over the couch while he hovered above. There was a distinct difference in his actions, a subtle softness with the way he played with my tongue, how he sucked my lips, the noises he made. The way his fingers explored me, worshipped me, like a curious man, a new man. I couldn't help but bring my legs up to rest along his lower back; he took at as an invitation. Our lips parted and he leaned his forehead against mine while his hips angled themselves.

I felt him knock at my hole again but didn't just thrust forward and instead he bounced back and forth, teasing me. His face broadcast a familiar lust, one that I never thought I'd get to see again, one brought back to life.

"Isaac, please take me." I said.

"Yes I--"

"Shh, we'll work on speech later. Just fuck me like I remember."

I was shocked when the tiger's expression softened into a warm smile before his lips parted again. As soon as his mouth met mine, I felt him push forward and sheath himself again. It was a familiar move, but one that he hadn't taught the tiger to do; yet it was perfect. My hands wrapped around his neck and tugged him to me as he began to fuck me like a lover. It was a slow passionate pace that bounced my hips against the couch cushions. I felt pinned but not dominated as his cock spread and hit all the right spots. But what surprised me the most was his hand that wormed its ways between our bodies.

Strong, thick, fingers wrapped around my cock while his tongue delved deeper into my maw. It was passionate, learned passion, as he began to stroke me. He must have felt the way I squeezed around him because he stroked faster. I tried to hold out, but he wouldn't make it an easy task as he angled his thrusts for my pleasure. My lips popped free of his own to allow me to catch my breath. My fingers curled into his neck and held tight and he nuzzled to the side of my face to lick kiss it. I felt his breath tickle my ear before the warm pants filled the cup.

"Cum for me." the tiger said.

It was a perfect tone, cadence, and for a moment I believed it was actually Isaac who was thrusting into me. I couldn't help but lose myself as ropes of my seed painted my stomach in streams. It was an orgasm that I hadn't experienced in years; my balls worked quickly to empty themselves in gushes. I felt the tiger grunt and huff before he shoved forward and stayed within me. His climax was more traditional, heavy, and came in six, long waves. I felt that familiar warmth fill me full just like Isaac would. Cock had even filled itself to match his length and girth. We laid together while I caught my breath and pet along the tiger's head while he laid over me. His tail swayed until it felt my leg and curled around it like a snake.

"You're nearly there, just as I remember you. Isaac."

The tiger purred and nuzzled affectionately close to my chest, "I'm glad."

A is for Artificial Intelligence.