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Before-Dinner Fun For Rayoelgatubelo By Draconicon

With the dough for the dinner dosas already stretched and ready, Rekha had a moment to just sit back and catch her breath. The young were-tigress was already a bit sweaty from getting everything prepped, and the kitchen was rather warm with both the heat of summer and the heat of the various cooking implements in use. The heat of spices were not helping, either, and she shook her head as sweat dripped through her fur.

"Mmmph...Can't wait too long. Don't want them to over-ferment..."

She was about to reach for the dough when the front door opened and slammed shut immediately after. She almost jumped out of her fur before she heard the voice of her mother, Chanda, echoing down the halls.

"The day I've had, I tell you. The day I've had!"

"What's the matter, mother?" she called down the hall.

"Applications. Applications everywhere, Rekha. Do you know what it's like trying to find a job in this economy?"

I'm sure you're about to tell me.

Still, she smiled as her mother walked around the corner, smiling at the way that the older woman was still taking off her clothes, probably having started stripping down as soon as she closed the front door. Her outer clothes were off, leaving only shirt, skirt, and whatever she was wearing beneath them.

"They are all talking about applying online these days. What's that supposed to mean for me, hmm? I barely have time to go out and see who's hiring. Where am I supposed to find the time for that," the older woman said, casting aside her shirt and letting her breasts hang free.

"I don't know, mother. But you will have to find that time."

"Or you can help me."

"I have my own chores around the house, mother."

"Well, you find time to do them despite the other 'chores' that you have."

Rekha blushed a bit at the thought of that, remembering the times that she had been kept down by her mother and used for...other things. She looked back at Chanda, not too surprised to see her down to nothing but her panties already, little strands of fur already starting to poke through her skin as she started to push her humanity away.

"You can't be serious. I'm still cooking dinner," Rekha said.

"Well, the dough's already prepared, isn't it?"

"Well, yes, but -"

"Then you can step away for a moment."

"But mother -"

"Come."

The firm voice of the transforming tigress pulled her away from the stove, only pausing to turn the dials down to warm before stepping away from the pans. It would keep, she supposed; besides, Chanda was not one that she could turn down.

The older woman was still transforming, her hands growing furred fingers that ended in claws. They weren't quite long or sharp enough to get through her fur as she was pulled down the hall towards the living room, but she could feel the imprint that they were trying to make on her rump. She gasped as her mother pulled at the cheeks, parting one before pulling her further along, dragging her back to the edge of the living room.

Rekha giggled a bit as her mother tossed her down on the couch, looking up at the older tigress as her muzzle started to come in, stretching out the front of her face as her tail started to push out from above her rump.

"You need this so bad, mother?" she asked.

"More than you know, ponnai."

With fur spreading down thickening thighs, with arms becoming thick with muscle and hips that were getting wider by the second, the older tigress mounted the couch as well. Mother laid over daughter, and Rekha shook her head as she found herself looking up at her mother's pussy.

It wasn't the first time that she'd had this view, nor even among the first ten times. Ever since they started doing this the first time, they had just leaped into it, going at it every time that they had a spare moment to enjoy it. She was more used to the taste of her mother's pussy than she was to her mother's cooking, and in her opinion, her mother's pussy tasted better.

She reached up, pulling the striped hips down over her face as her mother's paws extended above her head. She pushed her tongue out, flicked it over that little nub that was still hanging past the fur -

"Mmmph. Cheeky girl."

"Of course, mother."

"Let me show you how a proper tigress feasts."

She felt her mother's hands on her thighs, pushing them apart, felt her mother's breasts against her stomach, and then -

"Mmmmph!"

A groan much louder than her mother's slipped past her lips as she leaned her head back, feeling her mother's raspy tongue digging into her pussy. It was thick and wet and already eager, going for her depths right from the start and digging around for more. Her eyes rolled back as she spread her legs further, giving her mother more of an opening.

Barely called back to reality by her mother's pussy against her face, she forced herself to keep licking, dragging her tongue over her mom's pussy lips, giving them little nibbles, encouraging them to open up a bit further.

It didn't take her long to remember how to treat her mother, how to lick deeper, how to dig her tongue around until she found those particular places on the inside that were a bit tougher, a bit more wrinkled with nerves. When she did, the older tigress positively puffed into her pussy, almost falling over from the sudden stimulation.

Of course, that only triggered the older woman to go after her harder, and that went further, and further, and further, until they were both inspiring the other to greater and greater acts of lust.

Chanda was the first to scream in climax, the older tigress arching her back as Rekha shoved a finger up her mother's ass. The sudden penetration was all the older woman needed, and Rekha chuckled as she was showered in her mother's juices.

"Got you, mom."

"Mmmph...yes...yes, you...mmmph. Yes you did."

"Heh, knew that I was better with my mouth."

"You used your fingers, girl. If we're doing that -"

Rekha gasped, arching her back right off the couch as her mother thrust her fingers into her pussy. Two of them, split apart as wide as they would go, with her mom's tongue following them to her clit. They felt amazing, and her climax - which hadn't been that far away - hit her like a ton of bricks.

She spasmed and shook, squirting like mad. Her orgasm shook her right down to her core, and she kept shaking through it all, gasping, panting, shivering, moaning as she went through one and into another.

By the time she was done, her mother was as soaked as she had been, and the pair of them giggled when they looked at each other. The giggles turned into laughs, and soon they were rolling right off the couch.

"HAHAHAHA!"

Their laughs echoed through the house, getting louder by the second, until they finally were able to get themselves under control. Teary-eyed, the two tigresses pulled each other into an embrace.

"I love you, dear," Chanda said.

"And I love you. Now, I should probably get back to dinner."

"Anything need anymore...seasoning?"

"Moooooom."

"Come on, you know you love it."

"Maybe tomorrow."

She patted her mother on the arm and got to her feet, wobbling all the way. Her pussy was still drenched, and her cat instincts were telling her that she needed another round - or four - but she knew that dinner needed to get done. Nobody else was gonna do it, and the fermentation meant that she needed to get it done sooner than later, before it started going too far.

Her mother didn't even bother getting up from the floor, instead rolling around and spreading her legs, fingers going down between them and inside of her. The sound of feline moaning chased her back to the kitchen, and it took everything she had not to turn around and help her mother out a bit more.

Just get it frying, and then you can go back...

Well, fry it, plate it, serve it...

Okay, the fun would have to wait until after dinner. But that wasn't so bad. They'd be more full, more energized. As long as they didn't succumb to the dreaded catnap at the end of it, they'd be able to go for hours.

"Rekha!"

"Yes, mother?"

"Did I leave the dildo in the freezer?"

A quick check revealed the answer was yes. She pulled it out and tossed it into the living room.

"Thank you!"

"Cool off a bit, will you?"

The End