Stray Kitty
It was dark, but then, it always was at night in the country. With no lights like in the city to illuminate all the roads, the dark tended to press in, causing the need for high-beams when driving. Coming home from a friends place, she'd been relaxing the whole night, being in friendly company and all. The dark didn't really bother her much, and as she drove, she turned on the radio, listening idly to it as she went along.
"Strange electrical storms are passing over the region, so caution is the general warning from police and fire services tonight due to lightning and elec.. al.. in...erence..." The signal had begun to cut out into static, drowning out the voice. Turning off the radio, she turned the high beams on, the road lighting up, and that was how she saw it, hitting the brakes and screeching to a halt.
On the road lay what looked like some kind of cat, only rather large. It was layed out, looking as through it was just kind of tossed there. The car had stopped merely a foot from it, and it hadn't moved, so it was safe to assume that it was either knocked out or dead. She opened the door, and stepped out, the car idling beside her as she walked around to look at it.
There lay an anthromoporphic cat, from what it looked like. She blinked hard, unable to believe her eyes, as she leaned down, turning it over to look at it's face. From the looks of things, "it" was a "he", his breathing soft as he lay on the ground. She looked around, and grunted softly as she picked him up, and dragged him to the car, opening the back door and hauling him inside. The poor bugger was out cold. Picking his tail up, and looking at it a moment, she moved it inside the car and closed the door. She'd probably have been freaking out by now, but she'd had a couple beers at her friends place, and that had relaxed her.
Driving quickly, she got home in double-time, pulling into the driveway and stopping, turning the car off. She sat there a moment, just breathing, trying to take in the fact she had a large, black cat in her back seat that looked like a human, that it was alive, and that she'd brought it home. She felt sorry for it, wanting to help. Her thoughts were interrupted from a soft groan in the back of the car, and she whipped around, looking behind her. The cat was stirring, sitting up slowly, a paw on his head. "Wha...? Where am I?"
She blinked, unsure what to be more surprised about... the fact that Kitty could talk, or the fact he was speaking English. Either way, she had to say something. "You're in my car. I found you on the road, and... well... got you off the road." Blink, blink.
He looked at her, blinked once, and yelled in fear, opening the car door and bolting out on all-fours, towards the deck at the front of the house. There he jumped up, and stood, up against the wall as she stepped out of the car, closing it behind her. She looked up. "Calm down, calm down! I'm not gonna hurt you! I brought you here to make sure you were alright and to keep you from getting run over!".
The cats tail was twitching behind him, as he looked keenly at her in the dark. "What ARE you? One minute I'm at home and the next minute I'm on some.. wierd.. world that looks like mine but has no furres!" He said. He sounded confused, and a bit scared.
She put a hand on the back of her head, looking a little put out. "I'm a human. I don't know what a furre is, but I'm guessing they look like you. My names Morgan, what's yours? You seem pretty intelligent, all around." She began to walk towards the deck, and stepped up it, towards the door which she now began to open.
The cat seemed to relax a bit, though still wary. He walked cautiously towards her. "I'm... Ave. What's human? You said you found me on a road?" He said. His tail swished behind him. "Yeah..." Morgan replied. "You were laying there, out cold. C'mon, I brought you here, no sense turning you out now. Come on inside, if you want to." She stepped into the house, glancing back at him. Hmm... for something that looked like a male, bur had furre, he wasn't too bad looking... though, it might be a little wierd, since he was a cat and all...
Quickly pushing these thoughts out of her mind, she stepped into the house, towards the kitchen as Ave followed, looking wary. He pulled up a char from the dining room table, and moving his tail around him, sat down. "You want anything to drink?" Asked Morgan, as she pulled a beer out for herself. A girl needed some comforts after a night as wierd as this.
Ave nodded softly. "Uhm... Milk, if you have it?" He chuckled a bit nervously, watching her. Something was stirring in him, and he didn't know what, but it was making him a little more relaxed than he normally would be. Morgan nodded, and poured him a glass of milk, walking over and putting it down for him. "Here, let me look you over." She said, putting her beer on the table. Wriggling a bit, Ave nodded, and stood up, moving as she turned him, looking him over. Running her hands along his back to see if there were any cuts or scrapes, she found none, turning him around and doing the same to his chest, and stomach. She blinked, only now really noticing that he wasn't wearing clothes, and so...
She turned away quickly, with a cough, as she turned red. She picked up her drink, and opened it. "You, uh, seem okay..." She laughed a little, looking to the side. Ave on the other hand, was still feeling where she'd been touching him. It wasn't until she spoke that he snapped out of it. "Oh, uh, yeah. I'm okay." He sat down, picking up the milk, and sniffing it softly, then taking a sip. Mm, good. He looked up at Morgan again, as she sat down. "So, you're a human? What are humans like?" He asked, blinking. It was odd for him to be so relaxed, but he was a bit exausted, and would worry about everything tomorrow, if she allowed him to stay here the night.
She shrugged a little. "Uhm, well, we wear clothes, for one..." She laughed a bit nervously. "Otherwise, we're... just us. Since you don't seem surprised by much of what I have around, I guess you guys are a lot like us, too." She said. Ave blinked, tilting his head. "Why do you wear clothes? Aren't they uncomfortable?" He sat back, taking a sip of the milk. Morgan began to turn a bit red again, a soft tint of pink in her face. "Well, so we're not naked... it's... a little embarrassing to be naked." She blinked at this, and began to chug her beer. Ohboy.
Ave considered this a moment, before sipping his milk. "Never bothers any of us furres. You should try being naked, it's not so bad, really." He got up, having finished the drink, and moved to the kitchen. "I don't see why you would be ashamed of your body, you look similiar to how girls look where I come from... and where I come from, if you were a furre, you'd be rather cute." He began to rinse the glass.
Morgan wriggled where she sat, watching him. She was beginning to feel the buzz from the alchohol, and frankly, this cat was turning her on, though she didn't want to admit it. She'd always had kind of a thing for wild animals... "Mm, thank you. I'm not, I'm just not used to being naked. I would take them off if I was alone, but I'm not, sooo..." She shrugged a little, finishing the beer. Ave walked back, standing beside the counter. "Well, why not? I am, and it wouldn't bother me any. Like I said, you're kinda cute." He grinned a bit.
Laughing a bit, Morgan got up, shrugging. Hell, why not? He was already naked, and she was on her way to not really caring. She lifted off her shirt, and put it over the chair, undoing her jeans and slipping out of them. She wasn't wearing panties - she rarely did - and slipped off her bra, with a deep breath. Well, she was naked. Ave smiled wide, nodding. "See? Not so bad, right?" He moved now, standing behind the counter, to hide himself. He began trying to think of other things beside yiffing, as seeing this girl, he was beginning to harden... and that would be a little embarrassing.
Morgan sat down again, crossing her legs at the knee's. "Nope. Sometimes I walk around the house like this." She blinked a bit, the buzz kicking in. Hm, she shouldn't have driven home.. she was a light drinker. Damn. Well, nothing to do about it now. "So, Ave, what are you? A cat, obviously." She said. Ave nodded at this. "I'm a panther." He said. "Hm, I'm just curious, what do you plan to do with me? I don't know how I got here, though I have to say it's more intresting than being at home. Plus the view is much nicer." He chuckled softly, as Morgan raised her eyebrows. She was actually flirting with an anthro panther, in her kitchen, butt naked.
Well, who said life had to be boring?
Morgan shrugged. "Well, I suppose you could stay here the night. We'll figure it out in the morning." She got up, gesturing. "Here, let's go into the living room and talk." She walked into another room, as Ave following, fighting to keep from getting hard at watching her walk.
Stepping in, he looked at her as she sat down, rubbing her arms. "Cold?" He asked, sitting beside her. She nodded a bit, shivering, and leaning on him a little. The alchohol was thinning her blood a bit and making her chilly. Ave hugged her, and began to purr, holding her close. Morgan blinked, and leaned her head on his chest, listening to the rumbling. "That's cute." She said, eyes half closed.
"Hmm?" Ave said, looking to her. "What is?"
"Your purring." She smiled, and hugged him. He was so warm! That, and his fur made him nice and cuddly. I could get used to this. She thought to herself. Ave grinned. "It's only habit." He said. He began to pet her idly, the back of his paw running over her skin, the fur caressing her. Morgan closed her eyes, thinking to herself a moment.
Something like this only happens once in a lifetime. I don't know if he'll be around for longer than tonight, and hell, I'm a bit buzzed... I always fantasized about something like this, so why not take advantage of it? She looked up to him, playing with the fur on his chest. "Ave?" She asked quietly.
Ave looked to her, blinking. "Mmhmm?" He said, wrapping his tail around her. Morgan spoke softly, cheek to his fur. "Do you have anyone?" She asked. Ave shook his head. "No, I don't have a mate.. I haven't yiffed in months. Why do you ask?" He said, continuing to pet her. She shrugged softly. "Well... I was just wondering something..." Her hand trailed down slowly, along his leg. "You're here with me... " She said. "And, I'm by myself tonight. I don't know if you'll be here on another night like this, and it's my birthday, and I'm a little drunk... and... oh screwit." She brought her hand up, and cupped his sac softly, giving it a little squeeze. She didn't bother saying anything else.
The effect was instantanious. Ave purred loudly, the hardon he'd been fighting taking over, and he began to slip out of his sheath, growing hard. His paw trailed down, as he leaned a little, holding her close. "Oh... I.. won't argue..." He tilted his head back, as Morgan grinned, and leaned down.
She licked along the length of his cock, slowly, savouring the taste of something different, before popping the head into her mouth, sucking softly and running her tongue over the slit. Moving down, she took him into her mouth, all the way down, wriggling her tongue on him before drawing up, and then down again, suddenly speeding up as she sucked on him, fucking him with her mouth. With her free hand, she played with his sac, squeezing softly, fondling it. Ave groaned, and purred loudly, his cock twitching a little at the attention. He'd never felt anything like this before; whatever he had to say about humans, they sure knew how to yiff.
Sucking, she withdrew him, right to the head, before running her tongue along his lenght, down and up again, taking him into her mouth about one third of the length of his cock, and wrapping her hand around it, jerking him quickly as she moved her mouth on him, sucking. Ave gasped at this - it'd been the first yiff he'd had in months - and groaned, his body tensing up. He came hard, and exploded in her mouth, spurts of hot cum hitting the back of her throat as she milked him greedily. The taste of his cum was good, and she wanted more.
With a soft pop she pulled her mouth off his cock, and swallowed, licking her lips. Moving up now, she straddled him, her hands on his shoulders, and moved down, grinding her mound against him. She was very wet, and Ave was still very yiffy. Wrapping his paws around her ass, he lifted her up a bit with a playful growl, the head of his cock pressing against her lips. He leaned up, and kissed her deeply, before she moved down, and sheathed herself on his cock.
She moaned, and began to move on him, bouncing on his cock, sliding him in and out of her. Ave was panting softly, moving with her, his paws coming up to cup her tits, squeezing gently, playing with the nipples. Sliding his hands back to hold her, he leaned down, and licked one of the nipples, his rough tongue sending shivers through Morgan's body as he fucked her, thrusting, soft slapping sounds heard as their bodies connected. Ave took the nipple in his mouth, sucking a bit, and taking a guess, he trailed a paw down, his finger playing gently with her clitty, rubbing softly.
That was it for Morgan. With a gasp, she came. Yelling, her body shook, holding onto Ave tightly, who was speeding up, thrusting into her harder and faster. Even as her first orgasm began to ebb, another came on, sending waves of pleasure through her body as Ave's slick cock slid in and out of her pussy, his purring loud, even as his balls began to tighten. For the second time that night, he came, with her, exploding inside her, shooting his load inside her tight cunt, their bodies shaking softly with the force of the orgasms.
They stayed on the couch, in each others arms, panting, and catching their breath. It was there that they fell asleep, Ave holding her, his purr's lulling Morgan like a lullaby. Tomorrow would be intresting, to say the least... but until then, they stayed together, the two lovers keeping each other warm.