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Legal Tension - Chapter 6

Exposure

Reaching behind her, Maria tugged on the cut off shorts she wore, digging the thin sliver of fabric from between her buttocks with her index finger. She winced uncomfortably as the material adjusted to her generous curves and pinched at her fur. "I keep forgetting that you're a size smaller than me."

Stopping on the other side of the large black Mercedes, Helen shrugged indifferently as she set her bag between her legs as a wry grin curled the corner of her muzzle. "You just got way more ass than me," she glanced at the dour expression on her friends face and chuckled vocally "however, that top looks quite exceptional on you." Her eyes widened to great dark orbs as she admired the shepherdess' bust.

Seeing where the raccoon's gaze was directed, Maria rolled her eyes dismissively. "Well you chose the top." Grabbing the hem of the bright orange crop-top her manicured claws combed through her short velvet fur on the underside of her breasts before tugging the cloth taut across her breast, making her nipples clearly visible through the thin stretched fabric.

Helen's eyes never left the bumps that pressed hard against the fabric. "You could have worn a bra."

Seeing where the raccoon's attention had settled, Maria let go of the crop-top and instead plucked on the wire thin shoulder straps. "You can't wear an ordinary bra under a top like this." She played with the straps some more raising the top little by little until the underside of her breast peeked out from underneath. Shaking her head the shepherdess began to wonder if her nipples would peek out from underneath the garment if she kept playing with it.

Leaning forward, Helen crossed her arms on the warm roof of the car before resting her chin on them. "The view is great though. It perks me right up."

Maria glanced from side to side before grabbing the hem of the crop-top again and pressed her arms against her sides, framing her breasts and showing her deep cleavage as she peeled the neckline over her breasts. The shepherdess blew her friend a kiss when her fingers touched her chin. "I know you love my girls." Her train of thought was broken when a sudden gleam of reflected sunlight, made her look up and miss Helen's retort.

The majority of the cars surrounding her Mercedes were low sedans except for a single large SUV that stuck out like a sore thumb only a few parking spaces away. Having rolled his window down, the familiar face of an old pudgy otter glanced towards the girls from inside that towering vehicle. Biting her lip, Maria watched his small eyes seem to grow in size from behind his large pair of bi-focal glasses. Slowly covering herself up she couldn't help herself but laugh at the situation.

Helen noticed Maria's body language change as she stared over her shoulder. Turning around and catching sight of the otter, she recognized him immediately and watched him bicker with someone in the passenger's seat before setting the massively oversized vehicle in motion. As the vehicle turned towards them an idea popped into the raccoon's head and she quickly stepped to the front of the Maria's car.

Curious as to what her friend was up to, Maria leaned against the side of her vehicle and watched Helen spread herself across the hood as if she were partaking in some seedy photo shoot. As the SUV rumbled past, the shepherdess could see an extremely thin otter woman that clearly wasn't a stranger to visiting a plastic surgeon with her eyes glued on her phone while her husband's eyes watched Helen excitedly.

The tires on the SUV squeaked when the otter swerved slightly to avoid colliding with another car entering the facility, much to the delight of Helen as she laughed maniacally. She remained sprawled across the hood of the large sports car, her legs spread wide as she pressed her breasts against the polished surface. Her laughter turned into a sudden shriek when a paw came down on her ass. "Hey!"

"You said something about me not wearing a bra, Dearie." Maria rubbed the cheek that she struck extracting a soft moan of delight from the raccoon as her long tail flicked from side to side. "You know, you really can see everything in those spandex shorts." She gave her friends rump one more firm squeeze before stepping away and opening the driver's door. "Come on, we'd best get out of here before we get into any real trouble."

With a sensual twisting of her body, Helen peeled herself off the shiny black metal surface and winked at the shepherdess as a giggle built up in her voice. "I did nothing wrong. The indecent exposure was all you, which you should be thanking me for not arresting you for."

Maria's face darkened as she glared at her friend. "Alright, I'm going."

The Raccoon's giggling continued but with a frantic undertone as she scrambled to the other side of the car. The engine roared to life as she opened the door and threw her bag inside; the moment she closed the door they were in motion and were soon following the SUV out of the parking lot.

The otter drove extremely slowly on the forest road making Maria roll her eyes and sigh. "There's careful driving and then there's this shit. Gods forbid he might have to drive over some leaves!"

Helen stretched in her seat making her seatbelt pull down the front of her t-shirt; the v-neck hole low enough to show off the edge of her areola. "Just relax and overtake him when you get the chance."

Tapping her fingers on the steering wheel, Maria glanced to the passenger's side with a cocked eyebrow. "Don't flash him. He might swerve into us.

Bouncing her knees up and down, Helen giggled girlishly. "Maybe you're right. We've given him enough to think about. His wife will probably be happy that we got his blood pumping again."

Maria's expression was contrary to her friend's statement. "I doubt it." She said suppressing a giggle. "I've seen his wife. If they've had sex since the turn of the millennium it would surprise me."

The comment only made the Raccoon laugh more. Shortly after their ways parted as the SUV took a different turn on the interchange and Helen lost her chance to show her charms to the elder otter one last time. Maria stifled her own giggle as a pouty expression of disappointment crossed her friends face.

They drove in relative silence for nearly twenty minutes as the radio played generic pop music that was occasionally interrupted by a content sigh coming from Helen. Finally having heard enough, Maria smirked at her friend. "You're not soiling the upholstery are you?" Helen only made a toothy grin towards her as a reply, so she kept talking. "We'll need to make a stop at a store. I need bagels for the morning."

Wiggling her butt into the soft seat, Helen reached between her legs and rummaged in the bag and then pulled her phone out. "Or we can order the groceries on-line and not leave the house for the rest of the day." She didn't wait for a reply and began to tap on the screen.

Weaving her way through the afternoon traffic, Maria turned off the highway again as they approached her home and the tapping next to her didn't seem to stop. "Are you buying the entire store or what?"

Helen just grinned as she turned her phone towards the shepherdess even though she didn't expect her friend to actual look. "Don't worry. I got your bagels, see. You got sixty bucks on you? Though maybe if the delivery guy's cute..."

"Don't even think about it. You can play out your porn fantasy somewhere else." Maria turned the car into her apartment complex and towards the automated gates. "So, what did you get us?"

"You'll see."

The Raccoon seemed too pleased with herself and that worried the shepherdess. Remaining quiet as she parked the car and mere moments later they were walking towards the door at the side of the high-rise. Maria opened the door with a key-fob and held it open for the Raccoon to go first. Watching Helen walk past; her striped tail curling from side to side as she walked revealing her spandex clad ass; Maria grinned mischievously; it was just begging to be smacked, Hard.

Standing on a stool behind the building's reception desk, George Tammar was sorting the mail; his nimble paws making neat piles as he worked. The Meerkat stood barely four feet tall and was dressed in a sharp uniform. He liked his job as doorman, it was easy, an inside job most of the time and compared to his previous occupation, it was a breeze. He reached down to touch his leg and tried to rub away a painful throbbing. His paws stopped moving as a loud smack and shriek reverberated through the hall. George turned his head and saw a scantily dressed female raccoon walk in from the parking lot doorway, frantically rubbing her backside. The Meerkat was about to ask if she had any business in the building but quickly closed his mouth when a familiar Shepherdess came into view.

Maria waved her stinging paw from side to side as she ignored the childish grumbling coming from her friend and stepped up to the receptionist's desk. "Hello George," she felt a bit embarrassed as she saw the familiar friendly face strain not to look at her outfit "any mail for me today?"

George turned his head and looked at one of the stacks he had been sorting. "Yes ma'am. I have this," He picked up two envelopes and placed them in front of the Shepherdess, giving him a fine view of the extremely tight top the she wore, but he remained composed in spite of the temptation before him "and a package also arrived for you earlier." The Meerkat dropped down from his stool and winced ever so slightly, then walked behind the desk to find the small compartment assigned to Maria's apartment. "Here it is." He was about to turn around when there was another smack and similar shriek compared to the previous one.

"Damn, I'm jealous of that butt of yours, Maria."

"Behave! George is getting my mail. We'll go up in a minute, geez."

After collecting the box, the Meerkat returned and put the package on top of his stool before climbing up after it. Even with the throbbing in his thigh he made short work of the task.

"Oh my gosh! Look at that little uniform." The raccoon leaned over the desk and George had to lean back and strained to keep his balance. Luckily the Shepherdess came to his rescue and pulled the scantily clad woman back.

"Go stand next to the elevator and behave!" Maria gave Helen a shove away from the desk, resisting the urge to smack her again. As she looked back at the doorman she mouthed. "I'm sorry."

George smiled in spite of the embarrassment of the moment as he put the package in front of Maria. "No worries, Ma'am, it happens from time to time." He glanced to the side and was dumbstruck at the sway of Helen's spandex enclosed buttocks. "But not that often..." His calm demeanor slowly began to crack at the sight of Helen's tightly packaged rump. "I... Um..."

Maria quickly thumbed through the envelopes and the label on the package before looking back at George. "I am expecting two deliveries this evening. One is groceries and the other will be take-out of some kind. Just send them up, please." Even though she always told the Meerkat to send people up he would always call and double check. It was his meticulous and prim nature that made him so well loved with the people in the building. The Shepherdess picked up her mail and package before giving the doorman one last smile. "Have a good evening, George. Sorry again about Helen."

George returned the smile and tipped an imaginary hat. "No worries, Ma'am. I hope you have a..." He couldn't help but cast a surreptitious glance towards the elevators. "...pleasant evening."

With the package pressed against her stomach, Maria winked at the Meerkat before she set off towards the elevator and caught up with Helen as she held one of the elevators open with her foot.

"What did you get?"

Maria looked at the label on the package again. "I don't know. The company name doesn't ring any bells." The two females stepped into the elevator and enjoyed a quiet ride up before getting out and making the short trip towards Maria's front door. Once they both were inside, Helen stole the package after Maria set it down.

"Let's see what we got!"

"Wait? We?" Maria called out after the retreating striped tail that vanished into the darkness of her apartment. She set off after Helen but instead of going into the kitchen, where the raccoon was looking for something to open the box with; she headed into her study and put the letters down on the left side of her desk. When she returned, Helen was poised to start dissecting the box with an old knife she found in the drawers.

The usually brash and assertive woman now pondered for a moment before turning her head towards the shepherdess. "If you're not expecting a package, you don't think this'll be a bomb send by a pissed off convict?"

Maria leaned against the counter and looked thoughtfully for several long seconds. "It could be, though George usually screens for that..." She paused to let her derisory tone set in. "...Ya paranoid looney!"

Leveling a cold stare at her friend, Helen tapped the box with the small knife. "Very funny." She thought for several seconds as well, switching her gaze between the box and its recipient. "Aren't you afraid of something like that?"

"Give me that." Maria said as she took the knife from Helen's paw. "Our doormen are very thorough. If a package doesn't come in via the usual couriers they make note of it. I even gave George written consent to open anything he considered suspicious."

Taking the knife back, Helen put on a face before shaking her head at Maria. "Smartass." With several quick cuts she opened the box and as she looked in she raised an eyebrow. "Coffee?"

Maria took the knife back and cut open the plastic invoice bag glued to the top to pull out the receipts. After setting the knife aside and unfolding the papers she looked through the sheets and found a comment made by the one who placed the order. "For all the lawyers suffering from caffeine withdrawal, you guys needed something better. I hope this smooths over any hard feelings. Nathan." She took a deep breath and set the note aside, resisting her normal urge to rip up something with his name on it that he might leave behind. "It's from Nathan."

The mentioning of that name made Helen's ears stand up straight. "He sent you coffee? Why and why now?"

"It was a prank he pulled yesterday, before what he did to Brutus. He switched all the coffee in the office for decaf."

"Oooo, savage." Helen said with a wry grin. "Though it would be funny to see everyone in the bullpen get cranky before falling asleep, huh?"

Maria shook her head. "Nathan loves disrupting what he thinks are menial or boring jobs. I think he'd go crazy being stuck at desk from nine to five."

"So he just wants to disrupt people's day?"

Having picked up one of the bags from the box, Maria was busy appraising it. "There is no malice behind it. He just has a different view on the world." She dropped the bag back into the box before turning towards the doorway. "I'll order us some pizza. Want to share a big one?"

Absentmindedly, Helen was glaring at the box before snapping out of her reverie and glancing up at her friend. "Sure." There was a moment of pause before she spoke up again. "Just order your usual. I'll eat anything." There was a moment of regret as the raccoon realized her slip and as her friend fled the kitchen giggling she turned in her chair and called out after the shepherdess. "Stop that and get back here!" The laugh that rang through the apartment lasted for several seconds as Helen blew raspberries towards the ceiling until the box once more drew her attention. Taking a bag of the coffee, she got up and retrieved her bag before fishing out her phone again.

Maria had just put the phone down when it rang again. In one fluid motion she spun around and picked up it up and began her customary greeting after she pushed the button. "Maria speaking."

"Good afternoon miss Eckholdt. This is the reception. There is a delivery here for you from the local market. Should I send him up?"

"Please do. Thank you George." The call ended and Maria put the phone back down and this time it remained quiet. She made her way back to the kitchen with a few bills in her paw. "Helen. You said the groceries were about sixty bucks right?"

Helen had crossed her legs and was bouncing one back and forth as she leaned back in her chair. Hearing the question, she turned her head and look up at her friend. "Yeah sixty should cover it... Or just give him one of these bags of coffee." She stared at the bag in her paw and idly looked at the brand name before she continued. "I'm not kidding this brand is crazy expensive." Her gaze returned to the box and a scowl formed on her face for several seconds. "How much does Nathan earn if he can spend this much money on pranks?"

The shepherdess' fingers leafed through the bills and made sure she took enough from her desk. "He makes a decent living while he's at sea and can be away for months at the time so it accumulates quickly." She flicked the raccoon's ear before turning towards the hallway. "Come help me carry the groceries inside."

Letting the subject drop, Helen got to her feet and put the bag back in the box.

When Maria opened her front door they both heard the ping from the elevator doors opening, followed by the soft scuffs of sneakers against the marble tiles. She saw the large box before the person carrying it and it looked heavy.

A heavy set Hedgehog was silently cursing the upstart Meerkat behind the desk for denying him the use of his trolley just because the wheels left marks on the floor; resulting in him having to carry the heavy box around. His scowling visage scanned around for the apartment number but upon seeing the two gorgeous femmes waiting for him it was replaced by a stupid grin.

"So... Pay him in cash or..?" Maria asked in a whisper as she turned her head towards the Raccoon at her side.

"Oh hell no." Helen growled not nearly as quiet as the shepherdess' whisper. "Let me get that." She said while looking at the delivery guy and sticking out her arms to take the box from him. Leaning in closer, her nose curled up at the scent of stale sweat and other things she'd rather not think about while she lifted the box out of the shorter male's grip with a grunt. "That's heavy... We ordered too much stuff."

"You ordered." Maria corrected as she watched Helen take the box inside. "I'm just paying." When she looked back at the hedgehog she saw where his eyes we're glued and just held out the money until Helen stepped into the kitchen and out of his sight. "Here is sixty plus a tip for the heavy lifting."

Blinking rapidly the hedgehog reached out and took the money between two fingers, all the while letting his gaze sweep up and down the woman in front of him. "Ah yeah, quite the party you two are planning in there."

The cold gaze Maria cast towards the delivery guy had the desired effect as she drew her paw back. "Thank you for the delivery." Turning around she closed the door and shook her head with a grin on her muzzle. "He must have thought he landed in a porno and was about to experience the time of his life."

In the kitchen Helen was already storing the items from the box and slyly put a large bottle of wine to the side. "We could have had some fun flirting but I like my victims clean, or a little sweaty if they are cute."

"My, my, aren't you picky." Maria mused as she grabbed two wine glasses from the cupboard.

While looking in the box to see what was left inside, Helen raised her paw and extended her middle finger. "I enjoy being single and I when I see someone I would like to get to know better I don't beat around the bush." Putting her finger away she then busied herself with opening the bottle of wine. "And I don't know," she paused for a moment as the pulled the cork out of the bottle with a clear and sharp plop "I've been extremely horny the past week."

Holding out the glasses to be filled, Maria gave her friend a lopsided grin. "Should I worry about my virtue?"

Pouring the wine, Helen peered up through her lashes at the shepherdess and licked her lips. "Depends on how drunk I can get you."

"Pf, right," Maria snorted loudly as she brought the first glass to be filled to her mouth and returned it after taking a long draft from it. "Mhm, nice. Not usually a big fan of rosé, but this one's good." She moved the glass around and watched the clear pink fluid swirl inside.

Helen waited for a few seconds for Maria to stop moving the glass before refilling it. "I figured you'd like it," she said putting the cork back in the bottle and taking the glass she had poured herself while Maria tested the wine. "Shall we retire to the sofa and await arrival of our dinner?" There was a hint of sophistication in her voice as she gestured towards the hallway with the bottle.

Letting out a snort and a giggle, Maria preceded the raccoon and let her tail sway in time with her steps as the both of them made their way into the living room.

While her friend took her usual spot in the lazy chair, Helen turned as they stepped through the living room doors and began to peer through the windows of the closed bookcase. "You and your books."

"Yes?" Maria asked sweetly as she spun herself around, gingerly sipping from her glass.

Raising her paw, Helen tapped on the glass with her knuckle. "I never understood why you spend money on these. You probably already got the books in modern print." Waving her paw to the side she indicated the large wall filling bookcase behind her desk.

With a big smile on her face, Maria nodded. "I do. Every single one of them." She paused to take a long sip from her wine, which annoyed Helen a little more. "There's just something about old books. I love the feeling of the old thicker paper and the cover resting in my palm."

"And the hallucinogenic fumes coming from the mold spores." Helen turned and sauntered across the room, emptying her glass before setting both it and the bottle down on the coffee table. She eyed the couch for a moment before jumping up and landing on it lengthwise on her back. "Fuck, this thing is so comfy." She rolled onto her front and wiggled her butt. Turning her head she shot a lecherous grin at Maria. "So..."

Knowing what was going on behind those dark green eyes, Maria chuckled. "Gods, you have nothing else on the brain do you?" Standing up she reached across the table to grab the bottle and drew it closer to herself. "But to answer the question, yes that couch has seen a lot of action. It's pretty resistant to stains too." She quickly refilled both glasses before sitting back down.

"I'll try to behave." Lying face down on the seat cushion, Helen relaxed her body but stuck her ringed tail straight up before whipping it around. "But it's been so boring at work; I need something to sink my teeth into." Before either of them could continue the phone rang again.

Helen sprang up surprisingly nimble from the couch and hopped over to the desk and picked it up. "Eckholdt residence." She sang into the receiver and almost immediately put on her most husky voice. "Hello Georgy. The pizza's here? Well, send him up." There was a longer pause as she listened to the Meerkat speak. "Perfect... Is he cute?" There was glint of devilish delight in her eyes as she listened. "Young Lion... Cute ass?!"

Seeing the look that came over her friend's face was priceless and it set Maria off into a giggling fit, though she tried to keep it down by clasping her mouth his both paws.

A knowing smile graced Helen's muzzle as she overcame her surprise. "And I was so hoping you were staring at my ass..." There was a click on the line as the Meerkat hung up that left the Raccoon with a crazed grin on her face. "And I wondered why my charms didn't work on him."

The comment set Maria off on another giggling fit, but she still got out of her seat and stepped towards the desk. "Ahem," she collected herself and patted herself on the chest. "Right. Let me get the mon..."

"Oh, I'm paying!" Helen interjected quickly. "Least I could do."

There was a nagging feeling in the back of Maria's mind but she ignored it for the time being. "Fine by me," she commented before gesturing towards the front door. "Better get it quickly. He should be here any second."

Helen watched Maria walk away as she placed the phone back in its cradle before sauntering after the shepherdess, pulling on her spandex shorts to make sure they were nice and snug. In front of her, Maria opened the door to reveal a lion teen with an unruly pubescent mane barely held in check by the cap he wore. Slipping past her friend she bumped hips with the shepherdess and accepted the large box from the lion. "Thanks Sweety." She smiled and batted her eyes at the teen. Turning her head towards Maria, she lifted the box up to her chest with both paws. "Beautiful could you get the money out of my pants? I've got my paws full."

Taken aback by the request Maria took a moment before realizing something as she looked at the raccoon's outfit. Her eyes glided over Helen's shapely backside and legs at the smooth spandex piece of clothing that was devoid of pockets. Glancing towards the lion and seeing where his gaze was focused made her grin. Spinning on her foot Maria came to stand nearly face to face with Helen, one breast pressed against the other as the shepherdess stood slightly offset. "Naughty." She whispered as she put a paw on Helen's stomach, slowly moving down.

Licking her lips as she gazed into those ice cold steel gray eyes of her friend, Helen put her paw on the shepherdess' hip and hooked a finger into the cut off denim shorts and tugged them up a bit. "Keep going."

The lion didn't know where to look, switching between watching Maria's denim shorts disappear between her amazing ass cheeks and the two femme's leaning in as if they were about to kiss, and the fingers that began to slip down the front of the beautiful raccoon's spandex shorts. Regardless, his crotch was under tremendous strain in that moment and his mind was close to overload.

Maria turned her head slightly as their muzzles nearly touched, all the way her fingers sunk deeper into the spandex. She felt the warmth between the raccoon's thighs and a familiar scent wafted up from within the tight garment. The pads of her fingers pushed against Helen's swollen and hot to the touch folds, slipping one claw between them to feel the raccoon shudder and let out a small moan. She had felt the money press against the back of her fingers but she moved her paw around farther before pulling it away.

The lion stood mouth agape as he watched the spectacle unfold in front of him. His eyes were glued to Helen's groin as he tried to catch a glimpse of her privates around the paw sticking out of her pants.

With a paw reeking of Raccoon musk, Maria turned around and waved it around underneath the teenager's nose. When that didn't have an immediate effect she gently placed the moist bills inside his mouth before pushing his chin up with a wet finger. "For the pizza and your tip." Maria said in a husky voice before urging Helen through the door.

Panting slightly, Helen let herself be ushered back inside and once the door was closed she start to laugh. "Oh we are so bad!" The slap that hit her backside came as a surprise, making her shriek and jump loud enough hear herself echo in the hallway.

"Take the pizza to the living room you little slut. I need to wash my paw and get plates." Maria strode into the kitchen and quickly ran her paw under the water, both to clean it and to stop the stinging from the slap she just gave Helen. The pair had done a lot of crazy things in the past, but their antics that afternoon had perhaps been the brashest they had ever done. Retrieving two plates and a pizza slicer before leaving the kitchen, Maria strode into the living room and found Helen prone on the couch, her well defined ass raised slightly off the cushions. With her arms crossed on a small pillow, the raccoon was sipping her wine whenever she wasn't giggling. "You enjoyed that way too much."

Turning her head at the admonishing tone, Helen snorted. "Like you didn't! You ignored the money for quite a while when you were down there."

Remaining silent, Maria cut the pizza and handed the Raccoon a plate with two slices before dropping down in her favorite chair with a plate of her own. "Maybe."

Toying with a slice for a moment, Helen observed her friend for several long seconds. "I haven't seen you this flirtatious in years."

Taking a large bite of pizza, Maria wanted to end their line of discussion, but knew that it would be waiting for her regardless. She watched Helen make a scene of savoring her wine and the shepherdess knew that the police officer would never let it go now. "Three years?" She asked rhetorically.

"No... Since our college days when you had a new boyfriend almost every week, but now that you've brought it up." Helen took another quick sip of rosé and smacked her lips as the sweet taste lingered in her mouth. "What happ.."

"Oh you know what happened!" Maria barked as she interrupted her friend, a scowl carving creases in her forehead. "What do you want to know? How I met him?"

Helen shook her head and nibbled on her pizza. "No... You told me that, several times in fact. In exquisite detail too." Putting her pizza down, she used her freed up paw to point an accusing finger at her friend. "I told you earlier today that the only thing I got from you was details of you two having a lot of sex while he's here or nothing but angry grumbles when he isn't."

"I already answered your questions."

"True," Helen said easily "but we got interrupted by overheating. I had more questions."

Picking up another slice from the box, Maria took her time settling back in her chair and while she looked at her food she spoke. "Why I keep letting him back in?"

Helen just smiled and tapped a long claw tip on her plate. "That's the big question. Is it because he buys those old books for you?"

Turning her head, Maria glanced towards the locked bookcase. "No..."

"So none of those books are from him?" Licking her lips, Helen locked her gaze on Maria as if she was in an interrogation.

Turning back, Maria saw the look on the raccoon's face and let out a groan in defeat. "Some... But that doesn't mean... How did you even know?"

"Because you usually tell me when you found an old book worthy of being added to your collection. You haven't done that in quite a while, yet the one alone on its own shelve wasn't there last time I was here."

"Excellent deduction there Sherlock," Maria said with notable irritation. "Yes, Nathan did get that for me... Want me to tell you about his latest return?"

Thinking the proposition over for several seconds, Helen ultimately shook her head. "No. Let's go back to the beginning. Tell me what happened the first time he came back, please."

The tone in the raccoon's voice made Maria chuckle before leaning towards her friend with a bemused expression on her face. "It sounds like I need to get a lawyer." When that didn't get a response she let out a sigh. "Very well, it was a few years ago...

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-Almost Three years ago-

Standing in her kitchen, Maria looked at the intimidating button filled interface of her newly installed coffee machine. Her paw drifted over the numerous dials and switches that programed the device's settings, unsure of how to start it. "Where did I leave the manual for this damn thing?!" It was early in the evening and with a large pile of paperwork stacked on her desk the shepherdess was in need of her caffeine fix to get through it. A push of a button only made the machine make a few noises in protest before falling quiet again. "Piece of...!" The remainder of Maria's colorful description was interrupted by a clear gentle rapping on her front door. She frowned and quickly approached the door, there was a doorman in the lobby and wouldn't let just anyone into the building. She opened the door, expecting it to be one of her neighbors as she peered out at the figure standing in the hallway.

"Maria, hi..."

"You..." The shepherdess growled as she looked up at the wolf that gazed at her with a gentle smile. "You son of a bitch!"

The shout surprised Nathan as he was caught by her angry eyes; so much so that he didn't see the paw swinging at his face. The impact made his head snap to the side as the slap numbed his muzzle. He didn't utter a word, neither in anger nor in pain as he straightened himself as a dull ache slowly started to spread through his cheek. "Maria, I'm..." This time he saw the slap coming and his arms tensed preparing to reach up to block it, but instead remained at his side.

Maria's paw stung and her vision was beginning to blur as she screamed at the wolf. "Get the fuck out of here, you asshole!" Tears began to darken the fur beneath her eyes as she turned around and slammed the door behind her. Taking a ragged breath the shepherdess stormed through her apartment, trying to suppress the joy of her time with Nathan and how much grief his sudden disappearance had caused her. After clearing her eyes, Maria found herself once more in the kitchen glaring at the coffee machine, but even after giving it the same treatment as she had to Nathan it still refused to give her coffee.

The ringing still hadn't left the wolf's ears as he stood before the door. Scrunching up his face where he'd been slapped he made a slight chewing action to help relieve some of the pain and then shook his head. "Nate, you idiot." He muttered, wondering what to do. It only took him a moment to make his decision and then he swung his duffel bag off his back and set it firmly against the wall next to the door. With a painfully throbbing cheek he stood before the door of his irate ex-lover and raised his paw once more.

Hours passed and the pile on Maria's desk hadn't shrunk during that time as the shepherdess sat staring blankly at it. With one folder open in front of her she tried to start her work, but every time she started reading it her train of thought was derailed. In the end she just gave up. The sudden surprise of seeing her ex was still burning through her mind when she stood up and slowly walked out of the room. It was silent in the hallway, not even the rhythmic ticking of the old bohemian clock in the living room seemed to reach her. As she stood in the dark, Maria gathered her rage as her ears swiveled forwards; waiting for something. It only took a few minutes before the clear and distinct rapping on the front door happened again and she began to stride furiously towards the door as the knocking ended. Once her paw rested on the doorknob she clenched her teeth and raised her hackles before tearing the door open.

Nathan hadn't moved from his spot, his paw resting against the smooth lacquered surface of the door that he had been softly knocking on at regular intervals for the past few hours. He nearly jumped out of his fur in fright when the door swung open, but what it revealed scared him even more.

"I told you to get out of here you fucking bastard!" Maria roared as her paw rose up sharply. She expected a response from the wolf but all Nathan did was take the hit before turning his head back to face her; almost as if he dared her to go again. "You..."

The pure rage in her voice made Nathan flinch inwardly as saw her paw come up once more. He readied himself for another slap, but in the rush he didn't spot that it was a fist flying towards him and not an open paw. A split second later he was seeing stars. Staggering back a few steps Nathan clenched his teeth to silence his cry of pain as the coppery taste of blood filled his mouth.

Her knuckles stung, but Maria barely felt it through her adrenaline induced rage. "You! You..." Words didn't come to her as another surge of rage made her lash out. Balling her paw, she thrust it hard into Nathan's solar plexus and left it there as the wolf nearly doubled over.

With all the air forced out of his lungs Nathan just stood there bent over the arm that she had just punched him with. He didn't utter a word and took his punishment, his head pounding from the abuse and his torso bruised from the punch.

Breathing hard, Maria felt her anger ebb a little as she looked at the top of the wolf's head. A slew of thoughts flooded her mind and she knew she wanted answers. Withdrawing the paw from the wolf's stomach she watched him sway slightly, and then as it passed his head she took a firm hold of his spikey hair.

Nathan's eyes nearly popped out of his skull as pain shot through his scalp. As the angry shepherdess pulled him through the door he did his best to keep up with her in his compromised state.

Not caring about the open front door, Maria bolted through the apartment until she came to a stop in the middle of the living room. Launching Nathan at a chair as she turned around, the shepherdess leveled her paw and pointed an accusing finger as she glared at the silent wolf clutching his head. "You piece of shit, Nathan! Have you anything to say for yourself, for what you did to me?!"

In silence, Nathan's face cycled through several pained expressions before he cautiously pulled his paw away from his head and finally spoke. "Ouch!"

Jabbing her finger at him again, Maria was about to give him another earful of abuse, but she suddenly saw her fist was full of his hair. Opening up her clenched fist the chunks of hair floated down to the floor. Gazing at the small mess she had made for several seconds, she let out a sigh and felt the bulk of her anger ebb away from her slowly. Watching him slump in the chair he had been thrown into, a flush of guilt worked its way into her mind. Resisting the guilty feelings to the best of her ability, a small measure of responsibility crept into her having now seen her handy work on the wolf. "Let me take a look at that."

Prodding the thinned out area in front of his left ear, Nathan winced in pain. "Nope, I think that's quite enough for now." His voice didn't hold any accusation but he avoided looking at her and stared at the floor around her feet instead.

Her right ear twitched and the motion seemed to cause further irritation to run down the shepherdess' spine before she bore her teeth and shouted at Nathan with all her might. "Enough?! I should be ripping out something else by the root you fucking bastard! You think you can disappear for months and then I'll let you back in just because you knock on my door!?"

Nathan's shoulders sagged and he let out a deep sigh. "Listen, Maria. I didn't come back to cause you any pain. I came back to apologize for leaving so suddenly, and maybe see if there was a chance of us picking up where we left off?" He stood up from his chair and shook his head slowly as he finally dared to look her in the eyes. "I think that might have been a mistake. If you want me to, I'll go, but if you change your mind, call me. I'd like to take you out to dinner, just to talk. I know it's been a while, but I've thought about you a lot since I left. Hell, this is my first stop since getting off the boat."

Twisting her foot from side to side, Maria's long tail twitched in agitation as she spoke. "I've heard better plea bargains from murderers about to get the death sentence." As the silence settled the shepherdess kept her eyes on the side of the wolf's head but he she couldn't get a clear view. Stepping up to him and quickly grabbing him by his ear she pulled it back and applied some pressure while she used her other paw to brush more hair out of the way to see. "Stop moving and let me see." The tone of her voice was enough to make a meat locker feel like a sauna; it was fitting as she didn't want to hear any arguments from the wolf.

"Alright, alright!" Nathan sat back down with another wince of pain and knowing he was about to make it worse. "Did you get your caring touch from, a pro-wrestler?"

The quick delivery of the wisecrack caught Maria by surprise and she was barely able to hold back a loud snort. She didn't know what to do with the facetious wolf. One part of her wanted to throw him off the balcony, another wanted to throw him out the door, and the last wanted to throw him into her bed. His disappearance had left her sex-deprived and her attempts to scratch that particular itch had left her wanting; the agitation only grew now that Nathan had reappeared. The vice like grip on his ear remained but with the other paw she gently combed through his hair and saw the bright red and irritated skin underneath. "Let me get something for that." Her tone had eased in those few seconds but still made it the room feel chilled.

Nathan watched as she walked away and began to speak. "I really am sorry, Maria. I did tell you that I sometimes have to leave at a moment's notice. I... I just didn't expect the call to come through that quickly."

When Maria entered the room again she remained silent and began to gently apply the ointment she retrieved. Her fingers danced over his scalp as she became lost in thought, taking her time until both of them were startled by the low chiming of the large clock on the wall.

When the twelfth chime had died down, Maria felt her guilt grow again. She had left the wolf standing outside her door for several hours. His determination and foolhardy stubbornness was something she never experienced in a friend, or a lover. "It's late," she let the statement sink in for a moment "you can sleep in the guest room if you want."

Nathan looked up at the shepherdess, surprised by the sudden gentleness of her tone but clearly weary by the rough treatment. "Are you sure? You don't have to put me up for the night. I think I should go, for your sanity and my safety." He said with a self-deprecating chuckle. When he stood, his eyes met with Maria's and she could see both pain and guilt weighing heavily on his mind. The wolf raised a paw and with the gentlest touch, he brushed his thumb across her cheek. He wanted to say something, but the words choked in his throat.

Maria's paw moved to his muzzle and pushed it down so he would stop looking at her with his warming gray-brown eyes. "Don't argue with me. It's late and I don't want to you out on the streets with the headache you've got." The paw on his muzzle moved and she affectionately caressed his cheek. she turned and began to walk out of the room as she spoke over her shoulder; the icy winds once more clear in her voice. "It's your choice though."

"Thank you." He said softly and followed her for a few paces. "I'm on my best behavior. I'll even sleep with my pants on."

A hint of a grin appeared on the shepherdess' muzzle but it vanished just as quickly as it arrived. "I'll get you a blanket." She stepped into her room before going to her closet to rummage around for a large blanket.

After quickly retrieving his bag from outside, Nathan closed the front door and stepped into the guest room then looked around at the spartan surroundings; a bed, a nightstand, and a single lamp. Setting his things aside he stared at the bed until Maria returned, his ears low, and his shoulders and tail sagging as if he were carrying the weight of the world.

Maria stopped at the door for a moment when she saw him. Memories flashed through her mind, but she kept quiet about them when she entered the room. "You can turn on the heater if it gets too cold." She spoke softly to the wolf as she handed him the thin blanket with one paw while tossing a pillow on the bed with the other. "You look like shit Nathan, go to bed." Without a second thought she turned around and walked out of the room.

"Maria..."

She stopped in the doorway and glanced over her shoulder; the butterflies in her stomach were in a wild frenzy.

Nathan turned to face her with a soft smile appearing on his muzzle. "I missed you."

Looking into his eyes the shepherdess couldn't help but blush a deep crimson as her ears lowered and hid in her hair as she whispered her reply. "I missed you too." With that she walked through the door closing it behind her.

Glaring at the clock, Maria rubbed her eyes again. Sitting up in bed she grumbled to herself; sleep wasn't coming to her as her mind raced. The air in the apartment was cold as it assaulted the half of her bare body that stuck out from beneath the covers. The atmosphere around her was tense as her mind focused solely on the person in the other room. It was strangely cold for the time of year and she was making Nathan endure it with only a single thin blanket.

Stepping out of bed, Maria grabbed her robe to warm her body but the chill rushed past her feet and sent shivers up her spine. Walking to her closet and straight past her slippers, she gathered another blanket in her arms and headed for the guest room.

Cautiously opening the door, she stepped into the room and turned the dimmer switch to low so she could see what she was doing. Nathan was lying on his side with his back towards her and from the occasional shivers it was clear his blanket really wasn't cut out for the cooler conditions. Even curled up it was barely enough to cover him, leaving his shoulders and arms exposed.

"Nathan?" Maria asked in a hoarse whisper. She asked again when he didn't reply but the wolf was fast asleep. Putting her paw on his shoulder she felt how cold he was and quickly set to work unfolding the blanket she held draped over her other arm. It was larger than the first and would easily cover him as well as provide some much needed warmth. When Maria had covered him and tucked the blanket around his back, Nathan stirred.

"Thanks, Mom," he whispered as he subconsciously hid under the new blanket.

Maria blinked repeatedly in surprise, unsure if he was dreaming or simply remembering another time.

-Back in the present-

"Aw, ain't that sweet." Helen said with a slight drawl. "So what did you do then? Crawl under the blanket and tell him how much you really missed him?"

Letting out a snort, Maria shook her head. "No, that came much later." With a sigh she stood up and began clearing the remnants of their dinner. It didn't take long and when the shepherdess returned she realized that Helen hadn't moved since she had first lain on the couch. "Aren't you relaxed?"

Helen looked up and pouted like a child and raised herself on her forearms. "That's because it hurts to move," she reached back with one paw and rubbed her backside "you really did a number on my butt." Bursting into laughter, Maria walked around the coffee table and sat next to Helen and playfully began poking the raccoon's backside. The shriek from her friend kept her laughter going after Helen slapped her paw away. "Owww, that hurts you heartless bitch!"

Between moments of laughter, Maria managed to stick her tongue out at her friend as she put her paws on either sides of Helen's hips. Curling her fingers into the hem of the spandex shorts, the shepherdess' laugh was slowly replaced by a sultry growl. "Just be quiet and let me take a look." Laying her head down, Helen grinned and raised her hips a little to let Maria peel the tight fitting garment off her legs. After opening the Velcro catch to release the raccoon's tail, Maria slid the spandex down teasingly. Revealing the gray furry cheeks within, she could almost feel the heat coming from the slapped area though what really caught her attention was her friend's scent. Lightly dragging her paws along the outside of Helen's thighs she noticed the crotch of her shorts still clung to its original position. "Oh wow..." She commented as she took deep sniffs.

Wiggling her butt from side to side, Helen glanced over her shoulder. "How bad is it?"

"Just terrible." Maria said as she brought a finger up to pull the spandex away from the raccoon's fur. Thick strands of fluid stretched out between the fabric and Helen's sopping wet pussy. Catching a little of the sticky mess on her finger, the shepherdess grinned. "You're an absolute mess." She commented before bringing the finger to her lips and slowly licking it clean as lewd ideas entered her mind.

Helen suddenly reared up, her face a visage of both pain and pleasure as her ass was squeezed and massaged firmly. "Oh shit... Maria!"

Standing up, Maria put her knee next to the raccoon's thighs and quickly straddled her friend. "Shh, let me work my magic." With a wicked smile she leaned forward, placing both her paws on Helen's hips before pressing her lips against one of her throbbing buttocks.

"Oooh!" Helen moaned when she began to feel a wet trail, left by a broad canine tongue, seep into her fur. The soothing pressure made her wriggle her ass but when a set of long, sharp canines pushed through her fur and into her butt, she froze. "Ow!" Reaching behind her she tried to smack the snickering shepherdess but missed. "Don't do... Ooooh," her admonishment fell flat.

Maria watched the shiver of pleasure make the striped tail in front of her shudder from base to the tip as she pushed her middle finger deep inside Helen's leaking pussy. "Come on; use your words like a big girl."

Having several colorful words she wanted to throw at her friend Helen opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was a quiet squeak as the prod of a well-manicured claw send her insides dancing. Instead she slammed her head into the cushion beneath her to stifle her near constant moaning.

Shifting her position, Maria nudged the raccoon's legs apart with her knees so she could sit between them. Laying with one arm on the small of Helen's back, she could easily massage the gray furred butt in front of her and keep her attention on what she was doing with her other paw. With the raccoon still sensitive from Melchior's barbed cock all Maria had to do was rake her claw against the irritated wall to get her friend to fidget. "Mmmh... This brings back memories from college. That time you spent a night with the lion twins."

Raising her head, Helen swatted the shepherdess in the face with her tail. "Gods I loved that night. They took turns..."

"And you couldn't walk properly for a week." Maria finished as she slowly inserted another finger.

Feeling her entire body tense up, Helen bit her lip to stop the moan but it escaped none the less. "Oh, don't lie... Two days at most." She let out a throaty groan and rolled her hips onto her friend's fingers. "Now stop teasing me!"

Shifting her body forward, Maria pushed down on Helen's back so she couldn't move. "Don't make me smack you again." As she bit down on the tender cheek, she slowly extended another finger and drove it deep into the raccoon's dripping cunt.

Feeling the extra digit pushing into her and spreading her folds made Helen respond by clenching her muscles around the intruders. "Oooh, yeah; that's it."

Swirling her fingers around, Maria fought against the sudden tightness before slowly drawing her digits out. At the sight of her fingers covered in thick sexual fluids she sat up while opening and closing them, watching the sticky substance stretch between them.

Pushing herself up on her elbows, Helen turned her upper body to watch Maria play with her sticky fingers before moving it to her muzzle. Watching the long canine tongue lap her juices away from her friend's fingers only made her wetter by the second. With remarkable agility, she twisted herself around, swinging her legs around Maria until she lay on her back with her legs spread wide. With one foot over the back of the couch and the other on the floor, Helen slid a paw down her belly and gently tapped her clit with a claw tip. "And, do I still taste as good as you remember?"

Making a show of licking her fingers clean, Maria prolonged her silence as long as she could before falling forward, her paws landing on either side of Helen's chest. Leaning closer, she nuzzled the raccoon's cleavage. "I think there's still a bit of tiger in you."

Sliding a nearby cushion beneath her head with both her paws, Helen glanced down her body and over her friend and then quickly wrapped and clenched her thighs around the shepherdess' body. "I thought you liked tiger mixe... Ow!"

Biting down hard, Maria's sharp canines punctured through Helen's thin shirt and fur poking her breasts. She flicked her tongue several times over the small peak that pressed through the cloth before pulling back. "He was sweet."

"Are we talking character or ta... Ow!" Once again, Helen felt the sharp canines poke her in the breasts again. "Hey, be nice!"

Maria withdrew her mouth and grinned at her friend before sliding her paws up Helen's gray furred flanks, slipping them under the loose shirt and lifting it out of her way. "I didn't want to comment on this," she said as her paws cupped both large mounds in front of her nose "but am I seeing a bit of sag going on with the girls?" She accepted Helen's playful swat to her ears before moving her muzzle down to one of the dark pinkish-gray nipples and taking it into her mouth.

Holding her paw just above the shepherdess' head, Helen closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the broad tongue swirling around her nipple. "We're getting older, it happens."

Sitting up, Maria scooted forward into a better position, straddling her friend once more. Grabbing the hem of her top, she peeled it over her head; shaking her hips and shoulders as her breasts dropped into view. "In your case maybe, but mine," she cupped her breasts and slowly kneading them "are still as perky as they have ever been."

Stretching out her arms, Helen replaced Maria's paws with her own after some encouraging nudges. "Mhmm, you're right; still nice a firm." She gave the girls a hard squeeze before sliding her paws to the sides of her breasts so that she could pinch the shepherdess' nipples gently. "Tell me your secrets, oh perky one."

"Get some good supporting bras; you don't need to flash them all the time so they don't need to be sexy." Tangling her arms through Helen's, Maria grabbed the raccoon's breasts and mimicked what her friend was doing to her. "Think of the boobs! You need to take good care of these beauties."

Helen pinched the shepherdess' nipples firmly and let out a soft moan when Maria did the same thing to her. "Ooh, sure thing Mom. Grandma bras and panties from now o... ow!" She rolled her head back as the pain from her nipples made her spine feel like her tail was plugged into an electrical socket. The pain faded and was replaced once more by a broad tongue lapping at the sore peaks. "Oh baby..."

Sucking hard on the nipples in front of her, Maria began to gyrate her hips; sliding her crotch along Helen's bare leg until the rough denim shorts rubbed against the raccoon's dripping folds. The warmth spread into the cloth and she could feel it seep through.

Helen gripped the cushion hard enough to puncture it with her claws, her head rolled from side to side on top of it as she began mewling like a kitten lost in pleasure. The two girls slowly sped up, their hips pushing hard against each other and letting the thin sliver of coarse denim do most of the work as it slipped between their folds to rub against their sensitive pink flesh. Even though Helen was expressing the most lust, it was Maria that began to pant louder. The shepherdess' entire body began to tremble every time her hips made full rotations.

"Looks like someone's ready to pop."

Drawing in a breath, Maria felt the sweat drip down her face as her ears picked up Helen's jeering comment. "Shut up!" She hissed and focused on remaining up right while moving her hips.

Seeing the intense look on her friend's face, Helen began to laugh before moving one foot from the back of the couch and putting it against Maria's shoulder. She stopped laughing when the shepherdess realized what she had done and an evil grin split the gray muzzle. With one hard shove and a scream of surprise from her victim, Helen had switched their positions and now sat between her friend's legs. "You look tired. Allow me, you enjoy."

Maria tried to mumble something while she lay on her back, her head tucked against the back corner of the couch. With one paw grabbing the seat cushion and the other up to her mouth so she could bite on her finger which made everything she uttered an incomprehensible slur. After listening to a few moments of the pleasure induced gibberish, Helen reached down between them and began to unfasten the front of Maria's shorts. It was tricky with the wet denim making both the button and zipper slippery. After several failed attempts she gave up and sat forward, putting her paws on Maria's stomach before she continued the movements of her hips. Maria's hair was a mess; glossy with sweat and plastered against her face and cushions. When Helen began to move again she tried to match it but her body wasn't listening to her. It didn't take long for the muscles in her stomach to start to contract. Her panting became louder until she suddenly went silent, the only indication she was having an orgasm were her eyes clenched shut and her legs squeezed around the thighs of woman on top of her.

Feeling the muscles under her paw tighten up, Helen knew what was coming and made sure that each roll of her hips made the shorts rub against her friend's clitoris. "There you go... Let it all out." Hitting her peak, Maria gasped and began letting out long sultry moans as she rode out her orgasm. Not letting up for a second, Helen watched Maria writhe; spasm after spasm and how the shepherdess' body finally went limp from the intense pleasure. When the muscles under her paws began to relax once more she could feel warmth spreading against her own crotch. Looking down and chuckling softly Helen smiled. "Ooh we're making a mess."

"It'll wash out." Came the sluggish reply between heavy breaths from Maria as she sprawled over the cushions. Her arms flailed about until she got them under control and was able to push herself up on her elbows. Her chest was rising and falling with a frantic frequency, her nipples visible as they stood erect, jutting out from her fur. "I can't feel my legs."

"Yeah." Helen said with a huge grin on her face. "That was a lot of fun." As she pulled back, she looked down and watched how their juices stretched between them in thick strands. "Want to go again or should I carry you to bed."

"Go ahead and grab a shower," Maria said with the hint of a tremble in her voice before she found the strength to sit properly against the backrest of the couch "I'll be there in a minute."

Leaning forward, Helen put her paws on the shepherdess' ankles and blew her a kiss. "You sure you don't want to join me?" Answering with a simple shake of her head, Maria made a shooing motion with her paw. Helen pouted for show as she got off the couch and began to make her way towards the open doors and into the hallway; all the while swaying her hips as she peeled her top off and flicked it carelessly to the floor.

Gliding one paw down her body, Maria pressed her fingers against her slick groin and pulled the shorts down a little. Once she realized that didn't help her situation any, she stood up to unfasten and remove her shorts. Leaving the assorted pieces of clothing where they had dropped the shepherdess walked towards the hallway, her large ears picking up the faint rushing sound of the shower's jets being turned on. Listening for several seconds before the noise was silenced by the shower stall door closing, she continued, turning away from the open doors she walked past her prized collection in the ornamented bookcase and sat behind her desk.

In front of her lay a large black rectangular shape made of plastic and metal. Lifting the lid and pressed the power button of her laptop, the screen blinded her as it booted up quickly and within a few seconds of blinking it was waiting for her password to continue. Once the sequence was entered the screen faded to black before displaying a neutral blue covered desktop while in the background several programs started. Maria didn't have to wait long until she got a prompt that she had received an email in a specific account earlier that day. With a swift double click she opened the email whose subject was a long string of numbers that included the date of the previous day. There was no attachment but it showed a mess of names, dates and times all dumped into the message without formatting. Using the search function she quickly found what she was looking for.

'Ship: "Nemo's Spirit" <Leaving Port> Destination: Puerto Pizzaro, Peru.'

Reading through the gibberish in front of what she had found Maria realized that Nathan had likely been back on the ship shortly after she had last seen him. Her heart beat heavily in her chest, but after such a good afternoon with Helen, she had no reserve of anger to throw against her on-again off-again boyfriend. Bringing two fingers to her lips, she kissed them before gently brushing them over the ship's name. "Have a good trip sailor." She whispered under her breath before closing the laptop and standing up. She wrapped her fingers against the wood of her desk before walking towards the hallway with a confident stride and her tail swishing behind her as she went to take a shower.

* * *

Lying on her stomach sprawled over Maria's bed; Helen had her head buried in a pillow as her tail lazily flipped from one side to the other while she listened for Maria. Stepping out of the bathroom, the shepherdess was busy drying her hair not paying attention to the raccoon at all with her legs spread wide apart. Walking past the bed, Maria dropped the towel in a hamper and marched straight into her walk in closet.

Not even opening her eyes, Helen turned her head in the closet's general direction before speaking up loud enough to be heard. "Getting into your pajama's? I thought you slept naked?" The grunt she got in reply was enough to set the raccoon off on yet another giggling fit. After a few short minutes she settled herself deeper into the soft bed. "I'm never leaving this bed." There was a rustling sound and a chuckle followed by more rustling and a soft click coming from the closet. Helen didn't move when Maria approached the bed, not until the shepherdess' paws pressed gently on the small of her back and slowly glided forward as she felt her friend straddling her thighs. Turning her head, she glanced up at her friend and raised an eyebrow at the expression on the face behind her. "What are you up to?"

Maria felt a shiver of excitement in the body beneath her that seemed to travel up her arms and rushed down her spine. Whipping her tail behind her she licked her lips before leaning forward until her warm breath washed against the gray muzzle in front of hers.

Feeling Maria's breath, Helen bit her lip and tried to turn her head to give her friend a kiss, but stopped dead when she felt something slimy and cold brush past her thigh and press between her cheeks. "What are you...? Ooooh." Her eyes rolled back in her head as she let out a long, low murr of delight and then sighed when Maria guided the well lubricated tip of the dildo into her. Clenching her muscles around the tapered point, the raccoon made its wielder work for her prize; the deep moan coming from behind her made her acutely aware of just how connected they really were.

The ribbed ball at the other end of the silicon shape shifted and twisted inside of Maria when she rolled her hips; the girdle barely shifting as she drove the lupine phallus deeper between the raccoon's buttocks, but their slightly odd angle made it difficult to put pressure on both their folds at once.

The sharp jabs against the front of her pussy had Helen drooling in no time, her paws clawing at the sheets as she tried to get on her knees. "Maria," she begged, "please..."

Reaching down, Maria grabbed the striped tail and pressed the raccoon's wide hips down. "Just a little longer."

Helen wiggled her butt before tensing her body and then she launched her arms backwards and grabbed the shepherdess' wrists. The thumbs pressing into her tendons made Maria gasp and open her paws before they were pulled away. Falling forward she landed on top of Helen, the impact cushioned by her ample assets to a point, but the jab of pain that followed made Maria grunt softly. Both females moaned loudly at the movement, the strain that their tumble had put on the strap-on had pressed both ends of the marital aid hard against the female's insides.

Helen was the first to move, angling her hips and curling her back to relieve some of the tension. Instead of her intended plan it slipped the firm silicon shape deeper into her until it was finally stopped when a hard bulb at the base of it hit her folds. "I like your choice of toys." She muttered as the muscles inside her pussy milked the fake cock for all that it couldn't deliver. With Helen's body moving the ribbed ball inside of Maria, it rolled and tugged against all of the sensitive spots inside of her. She reached down, looping her arms around the Raccoon's abdomen before twisting her hips and giving the ball another axis of movement. Feeling her friend move, the raccoon grinned and glanced over her shoulder. "Don't hold back now. Show me what you can do with that thing!" She practically begged for it as she angled her hips even further upwards to give the toy a smooth entry.

Taking what she had learned from a certain wolf, Maria pressed herself hard against Helen's back and began to leave a trail of licks down her friend's neck and spine. Tensing her arms, the shepherdess shoved her pelvis forward with a flexing move lower in her back, driving the toy to their depths. Both femmes moaned loudly when the unyielding silicon knot rebounded from Helen's folds and the impact rippled to the other end of the toy that was embedded in Maria.

"Don't be gentle, don't be gentle..." The words spilled from Helen's mouth as a garbled mantra while her paws gripped the pillow beneath her head. The rustling of the girdle made her ears twitch and barely a moment later the tapered tip of the strap-on pulled back before ramming back in, making her head rise up from the pillow to let out a loud guttural moan.

The maneuver was clumsy as she had only been on the receiving end of this particular move, but Maria got into a quick rhythm that suited her. The test run with her new toy was proving to be a success, her pussy squeezing the ball inside her hard as she tried different angles. Moving one of her arms she trailed her paw along the raccoon's stomach before slipping a paw in between her breasts that were squashed against the mattress.

Feeling her friend's paw, Helen pushed one of her own between her body and the sheets to guide it up. She tilted her shoulder before letting out a gasp as the shepherdess' paw took hold of one of her breasts with her own paw covering it. "Harder..." She mumbled in between gasps, feeling her folds grow hot from the constant battering of the artificial knot.

Maria squeezed the breast in her paw firmly, digging her sharp claw tips into the soft flesh and coaxing out another blissful moan from her friend. Her nose was still at the nape of Helen's neck where she had been leaving kissing and small bites only to open her mouth wide and take hold of the scruff of the raccoon's neck. The soreness in Helen's neck, breast and crotch mixed with the pleasure coming from the faux canine member that was jostling her insides made her cry. She wanted to moan, she wanted to shout, but she bit down on the pillow and everything that came out was an indistinguishable torrent of noise. Suddenly something gave way and with a soundless gasp, Maria's hips struck Helen's. The impact sent sparks up the women's spines and the both of them let out a scream of ecstasy. Then the world turned to blackness and silence for both females.

* * *

Maria was the first to regain consciousness; her cheek was pressing between Helen's shoulder blades and was covered in sweat. Placing one paw on the mattress she pushed herself up and extricated her other paw from under the hot sweaty raccoon that it was pinned by.

The femmes' fur was sticking together in places as the cool air rushed in to chill where their bodies had been touching. A slight pull backwards by the shepherdess made both of them moan as the silicone knot was still buried deep inside the raccoon's vagina and the ball inside Maria pressed against her sensitive walls once more. With her hips stuck to Helen's, Maria tried to sit up but only was able to get on her paws and knees without setting off her post coitus sensitive groin. In the end she knew she had no choice and with a shuddering inhalation she sat up before taking hold of Helen by the hips and pulling back.

The sudden sensation of something being pulled out of her made Helen's eyes fly open and her mind sharpen to full wakefulness. "Oh fuck, Maria!" She felt the shepherdess' body crash next to her on the bed and then turned to look at the panting form at her side. Licking her lips she eyed the shepherdess' heaving chest before her gaze drifted further down her body. With her legs still feeling like jelly, Helen used her arms to turn herself and bumped her nose against the side Maria's breast. "That was great." She kept turning, straddling the shepherdess' stomach with her arms while she kept her eyes locked on the toy between Maria's legs that pointed towards the ceiling. Lowering herself towards the sloppy tapered tip, Helen stuck out her tongue and gave it a lick hard enough to get a moan out of the body beneath her. "Mmmh, passion fruit." she commented before giving it another lick.

Raising a weak arm, Maria shoved hard against the gray body hovering over her body and groaned as the strap-on shifted again. "Stop it... Still... Raw..."

"Shhh." Helen cooed reassuringly as she ran a paw over Maria's thigh. "I just wanted to thank you." Her paw drew back along Maria's thigh and fingered one of the buckles that held the girdle in place. With two soft clicks she had loosened the belt that held the strap-on in place. Grabbing one of the belts close to the small plate to which the dildo was attached, the raccoon pulled gently.

"Oh fuck, Helen!"

Laughing softly at the near exact words she uttered only a few short moments before, Helen pulled the ball out of Maria's pussy with a slurp and watched the many delicate strings of her juices cling to the thickly ribbed sphere before turning her head to give Maria's swollen, twitching lips a kiss and a lick. Maria groaned loudly as one of her paws flailed down and smacked fruitlessly somewhere against the raccoon's body. Sitting up, Helen marveled at the marital aid that she held in her paw. It was a normal canine dildo but at the bottom there was a thin sturdy strut of silicon that stuck through the girdle before it turned upwards and widened into a ball covered in what looked like heavy duty tire treads. She shifted and got on her knees, and then straddled one of Maria's dangling the strap-on from her upheld paw. "This," she indicated towards the toy with her other paw "is pretty damn cool. Why do you have it?"

Still breathing hard from the extraction, Maria had one arm slung over her face that covered her eyes. There were a few seconds of silence before the shepherdess opened her mouth. "You know how some guys eventually try to talk you into anal sex?"

Raising an eyebrow, Helen had a curious smile on her muzzle. "Yes."

Maria took a deep breath before continuing. "Well, I got that in case he agrees that if he gets anal from me; I get it from him too."

"And by 'he' you mean Nathan." It was a statement not a question. Helen looked at the toy and grinned before throwing it towards the end of the bed. "I would love to see that happen."

"Him on me, or me on him?"

"Both!" Helen chortled. Scooting closer to her friend the raccoon shifted again until her knee bumped against Maria's other leg, which the shepherdess obediently lifted up and bent her knee. Pulling the leg to her side, Helen completed the turn and leaned forward to place her paws on either side of the Maria's chest. "Are you sleepy yet?"

Finally removing her arm, Maria looked down and realized how the raccoon was sitting. "More?" She asked in a throaty whisper with disbelieve written on her face. "I still can't feel my legs."

Blowing her best friend a kiss, Helen reached between their bodies. "Don't worry, this time I'll do all the work." Her fingers found the small silver barbell between Maria's legs. Watching the shepherdess roll her head back when she touched it, she smiled lovingly at her friend. "How long has it been since we did this?" She asked while moving their hips together.

Even with her mind swimming, Maria was sharp enough to gesture in the vague direction of the living room. "Just now?"

"Not that." Helen said with a chuckle before turning the small barbell to the side. Maria felt their pussies touch and tried to look down but the nerves in her spine were on fire. Her head lolled to the side as her breathing quickened once more. With trembling fingers, Helen pushed the barbell through the small golden ring she had pierced in precisely the same spot as Maria's barbell. After a final dexterous move of her nimble fingers, she leaned back and put both her paws on the sheets behind her. "We haven't done this," she rolled her hips, causing the interlocked piercings to pull on their clitorises "in years."

Reaching out, Maria grabbed for the raccoon and came up with two paws full of raccoon boobs. "It's college all over again, but this time you don't have your ex tied up to watch."

Helen let out a throaty chuckle before twisting her hips in a practiced move that got them both to moan loudly. Pressing herself against her friend firmly, the raccoon ground her pussy against Maria's as they took deep breaths after their sudden rush. "Still got it." There was a hint of pride in her voice.

Giving her friend's chest a good squeeze, Maria wrapped the leg on top of the gray thigh around Helen's hips. Rolling her head back she gently moved her pelvis from side to side, letting their folds rub together. "Next time we should get a proper double ender." she whispered with closed eyes.

"Why didn't I think of that?" Helen wondered while she leaned into the shepherdess' paws. Her eyes locked on her friends face when she began to circle her hips again, letting the tension between them build up once more. Taking in a sharp breath of air, Maria gazed back at her friend and began to play with her pawfulls in earnest. Turning her paws so that her thumbs could reach Helen's rock hard nipples pointing towards her, she began teasing the lust filled raccoon by pinching her swollen nubs. Starting slowly, she rolled the firm fresh around, occasionally letting her claws graze the sensitive flesh.

Helen pressed forward more forcefully until her chest pressed against Maria's; the only things separating their large bosoms were the shepherdess' paws. "And did you enjoy today?"

"Yes." Maria said in a whisper as their muzzles nearly touched.

They looked into each other's eyes as Helen raised her hips and got her tail to flag pole behind her then lowered her head to catch Maria in a deep kiss mid-moan. When the agile raccoon tongue tangled with her own, Maria flexed her paws as they moaned in unison. Slipping a paw out from between the fleshy sandwich, she redirected it down Helen's back before clamping down on one of her ass cheeks.

Every time her fingers dug into her flesh her butt tensed, Helen's hips jerked and a shot of neural fire set the raccoon's entire body trembling. Breathing heavily through her nose, she reached up and ran her fingers through the shepherdess' thick black hair.

The women kept moving, their bodies pressed against each other and when Maria broke the kiss she brought both paws to Helen's backside and pulled her butt closer. "Stop your teasing!"

An evil grin split Helen's muzzle as she sat back and held Maria's legs down by pressing on her thighs. "But I like teasing." With an agile flexing of her spine, she set her hips in motion once again and watched with both pleasure and pride as her friend reacted.

Maria grabbed the pillow beneath her head and nearly ripped it in two as their labia joined together once more in an extremely wet kiss. Completely out of her control, she began to mewl and pant while she tried to move her hips, but Helen kept her lower body pinned. The sensations traveling through her body made her see sparks as her body convulsed in pleasure.

"That's it, let yourself go." Helen whispered encouragingly while she watched her friend squirm beneath her and she had to admit to herself that her actions were finally getting to her too. She shuddered when a tremor in Maria's legs seemed to transfer to her and nearly made her lose her balance but she held firm by clenching her paws around the shepherdess' soft but strong thighs.

A gurgling moan was all Maria could add to the conversation, as one of her paws shot down her body. Misjudging the distance her fingers landed harder than she intended around the stretched patches of pink flesh. Helen tensed up and tried to grab Maria's wrist but as she fell forward the bump only made it worse. Her cheek landed on Maria's soft breasts as she began to writhe and gasp. Already in a weakened state, Maria had been seeing stars since she bumped against their interlocked piercings earlier; the bolt of pleasure and pain had made her arch her back presenting a perfect landing spot for her friend's head. Both females came hard, their blissful cries and delightful sensations being prolonged as their sweat soaked bodies slid and shivered against one another.

Helen buried her face between her friend's ample assets, moaning her satisfaction as her mind became void of any coherent thoughts. The tension left Maria's body and her arching back slowly sank back to the sheets with a quiet rustling. She was breathing hard as her paws fell from Helen and lay at her sides with an occasional twitch.

Reaching down, Helen fumbled trying to unhook herself from Maria and in the end gave up. With tremors running through their bodies, she tried to look up and grin at her friend, but with her energy finally spent, her head hit the shepherdess' chest with a dull thud; her eyelids too heavy to remain open.