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She looks in the mirror, examining her striped coat as she brushes a bit of lint off her shoulder. Her bangs hang nearly all the way to her eyes, but with a brief blow of air from her dark muzzle, the hair is moved gently out of her field of vision. She looks herself over, noticing her humanoid curves have changed a bit since the last time she's worn this bathing suit. The purple fabric looks interesting against her striped coat, but it's a little tighter than Mara would prefer.

“Come on... I've been on this diet for two months. Nothing's changed?" Mara says to herself, combing her fingers through her mane as her tail twitches in frustration. “I just... how hard is it to--" the zebra is interrupted by the sound of her mailbox closing outside. Maybe it's finally here? “Oh, my package! Please, please, please be what I ordered!"

Mara darts away from her mirror and to her dresser, looking for a pair of denim shorts and a black halter top that barely covers her chest. In a fit of excitement, she doesn't care – she covers her bikini and takes off to her door, whipping it open and stepping outside. With the energy of an excited teenager, the thirty-two year old makes her way to her mailbox and opens it as quickly as possible.

“Damn it..." she groans, releasing a sigh, “Bills."

“You okay?" a male voice calls from her right, “You expecting something too?" The voice comes from a rather young man who recently moved in. He's wearing a robe and holding onto the morning paper, scratching the back of his head of brown hair. “Sorry, it just seemed like maybe you were disappointed at what you got."

“Oh," Mara says, looking at the human next door. She smiles politely, “Yeah, I'm just waiting on this makeup kit I ordered almost a month ago. It's taking so long."

“I feel you. I'm waiting on something myself. Oh, how rude, I'm sorry! I'm Tyler – just moved in," Tyler says with a smile, slowly approaching, crossing the border of his own yard to shake her hand. “You know... I don't mean to sound rude, but I noticed your coat and thought you should know that I think you're really pretty."

Mara blushes, her tail swishing slowly behind her. This man actually thinks I'm pretty? He's shorter than me... that's kind of cute! He must be... what... 5'7? I must look like a tower to him. “Th-thank you! Oh dear..."

“You're blushing, haha, have I said too much?" Tyler grins, sipping from his mug.

“N-no! I just... well I have some confidence issues and all and... bah, never mind! Haha, thank you, you're too kind," Mara covers her right cheek with her hand, her black fingertips gently rubbing. “So uh, how do you like our little town?"

“It's different, in a good way. Where I come from there's mostly human, not really any cross species or anything like that. It's refreshing to see someone so... sleek. I've always liked horses."

Mara snorts a little with a giggle, “Horse? I'm a zebra!"

“Well, you're related to them, aren't you?" Tyler says, blushing a bit, feeling a bit silly with his question.

“In a sense... I guess in a way I would be, huh?" Mara bites her bottom lip, “So um, should I maybe let you get back inside?"

Tyler looks down at his attire, remembering he's only wearing a robe, “Oh! Uh, I'm actually taking a small break right now. Don't worry, it's just a bathing suit underneath, I'm not some creep, I promise."

“Oh? How weird, I was just trying mine on today!"

“Trying it on? Oh no... are you one of those girls who thinks she looks bad in everything?"

“No! I just... this diet I'm on, trying to get in shape," Mara snickers, covering her muzzle with her hand.

“Well... for what it's worth, I think you look great and can pull anything off," Tyler says with a wink, slowly turning away to head inside, “I'd better get back, but... don't be a stranger! Nice to meet you, Miss...?"

“Mara!" she says, almost too excited, soon clearing her throat, “M-Mara Wilson."

“Well, Miss Mara Wilson," Tyler smiles, “It was a pleasure meeting you! Please, though, don't be a stranger. Come knock on my door any time."

“Okay! Great meeting you, too," Mara says, waving. As Tyler walks away, she finds herself looking for any sign of his rear end through the long, gray robe. Maybe if I catch him in jeans or something. Man... he's cute! And he thinks I'm pretty! I should bake him something as a welcome. I'd love to talk to him again.

The sun's setting makes the tiny town look almost like it's straight out of a painting. Mara takes in the pastel pink and orange skies as she closes her door behind her with one hand, carrying a plate of oatmeal raisin cookies in the other. She smiles, feeling herself blush a little as she slowly makes her way down her walking path. Her hooves click rather gracefully against the concrete; this sound continues all the way to Tyler's stoop where she stops in her tracks.

She presses the doorbell button next to the door and immediately her heart races. I hope he likes them... they're my favorite, but I have no idea what he likes! What if he hates them... or what if he's allergic?

The door opens and Tyler stands before Mara with a smile. He's wearing a pair of navy blue jeans and red shirt; the bagginess of his robe had hidden his physique before, but now, Mara can see more of his outline. He's got a bit of an average build, a little muscle, and strong looking arms. Looking down, Mara can see his legs a bit better – they're not at all scrawny. He's the very definition of handsome in the human perspective.

“Well, hey there, neighbor," Tyler says, his voice cool and calm, “Oh... cookies!"

“Yes! I've baked them for you. You know, as a welcome! I thought maybe this would make your new house feel homey," Mara explains, brushing her mane nervously out of her eyes.

“I truly appreciate it," he says, “Chocolate chip?"

“Oatmeal raisin," Mara says, a bit discouraged.

Tyler takes the plate from Mara carefully and smiles, nodding, “I love this kind! My mother would always make oatmeal raisin on special occasions. Oh, please, come inside!"

Stepping into the human's house, Mara takes in the view. The carpeting is a whine red that stands out from the sandy tan walls. The drapes are black, though, which compliments the carpeting, adding a deeper, almost romantic feel to the room. The drapes match the black leather sofa and loveseat in the sitting area, which surround a mahogany coffee table and look toward a rather nice plasma screen television.

Mara looks to the kitchen island to her right, watching as Tyler places the plate on the counter. “So... I never did ask, how old are you? You seem pretty mature for someone so young."

“You think so, huh? Haha! I guess I'm still pretty young. I'm only nineteen. Sometimes I feel eighty, heh!" Tyler says, taking the plastic wrap off of the plate, helping himself to a cookie. “What about you? You must be like... twenty-three? Twenty-four?"

Mara blushes immediately, “What? Twenties? I wish..." Mara blushes, “You're only nineteen? Wow... I'm pushing thirty-three, actually," she hugs her arms against her chest, nervously, “I... understand if that's a bit odd. Making friends with some old lady."

“Woah... listen, I actually like older women," Tyler says, smirking, “I actually find them pretty sexy."

“S-sexy?" Me? Sexy? I haven't felt sexy in a while. “It's the chest, isn't it?" Shyly, Mara looks down to her 54 D cup chest, blushing, “You kids and your tits, haha!"

“No! Haha, no, it's not like that! Though, now that you've mentioned them, I may have snuck a glance a few times," Tyler smiles, leaning on the kitchen island, “You uh... have a Mr. Wilson in that house of yours?"

“Actually, I'm single. I have been for a little over a year... it's pretty lonely."

“Hmm, I know how that is. Just got dumped myself, actually. Though she had no idea what she wanted. I hate dating people my own age, you know? It's just... ugh, I dunno." Tyler finishes his last chunk of cookie and wipes his hands on his jeans, “Enough about heartbreak! We don't need lousy people."

“Agreed. So... you prefer older women? Why is that?" Mara asks.

“Well, I like a woman whose experienced. Someone whose been there, you know? Gives good advice, has her shit together. That and age brings confidence. Nothing hotter than a confident cougar. Or... maybe zebra?" Tyler winks.

“Are you... flirting with me?" Mara blushes, resting her hands on her hips, a smile slowly streaking her muzzle.

Tyler smirks, “I might be. You know what? How about a tour? It's a nice house, I'm pretty glad I picked it."

Mara rolls her eyes bashfully, “Sure... I'd like that. So far this is your kitchen and living room, which are very nicely made up. Very classy in here. I suppose you'll want to show me your bathroom?"

“Well, I was thinking maybe you'd like to see the bedroom."

“The bedroom..." Mara bites her lip, feeling herself form a tingling sensation down her spine. Immediately, she can feel a twitch and pulse inside. She hasn't felt this in a long while. Am I... getting turned on? He's so young! Well, he is of legal age... what's stopping me? I'm a grown woman. “Yeah, I'd love to see it."

The bedroom is rather typical. Calming tones and a neatly made queen-sized bed are the first things Mara notices. She slowly enters the room and looks around. The white drapes are pretty nice against the soft blue walls. There are boxes laying neatly in front of a wooden dresser, opened, but folded closed.

“Sorry about the boxes. Still organizing some things, but... this is my room. Not much in here yet, but hope to get a desk in here, move my PC in and what-not," Tyler says.

Mara sighs with a smile, turning to Tyler, “Did you bring me in here to show me your boxes, or do you want to... maybe..."

“You think I brought you into my home to lure you into my bed and have my way with you?" Tyler asks, playfully offended, “Someone as gorgeous as you deserves some... gentle treatment," he says, stepping closer to Mara, backing her slowly up to the foot of the bed. “Would you like that, Mara?"

Mara looks up at Tyler, his brown eyes shimmering as he reaches out to move her mane away from her eyes. “I think I'd love that, Tyler."

“Good," Tyler whispers, leaning in and pressing his lips firmly against Mara's, caressing her cheek with his left hand. Immediately, she feels him slip his tongue inside her mouth, grinding it against hers. He pulls away, looking into the zebra's eyes and grinning, biting his bottom lip.

Mara looks down to see Tyler's package is quite visible, even through his jeans. She blushes and immediately feels the throbbing inside. She gasps softly once she realizes that the throbbing sensation is coming from her clitoris. As she squeezes her thighs together, she realizes that she's become a bit damp.

“Hmm... someone's excited, aren't you?" Tyler asks, dragging a finger from Mara's neck, slowly to her nipple which is rather erect and visible from beneath her crop-top. “Or maybe it's just a little cold?"

“Agh..." Mara moans, closing her eyes, “God..."

“Mmgh... you're beginning to squirm... should I ease your suffering, Mara?" Tyler asks, his tone cool and low. He reaches down to his bulge and grips it firmly, rubbing.

Mara says nothing but slowly reaches out to Tyler's zipper, undoing his jeans and allowing his thick, erect cock to spring free from his briefs. She can't believe her eyes, it's been so long since she's seen a hard dick, let alone a human's. She wastes no time; looking up at Tyler's smirking grin, she gently licks at the tip, tasting the bead of salty precum that waited for her.

“Aagh..." Tyler moans, closing his eyes.

Mara opens her mouth and invites the cock inside, gently sucking and licking around the shaft while it's in her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down the member, she moans, feeling her pussy become wetter. She lowers a hand to her own zipper, almost blindly, rubbing herself over her denim.

His cock tastes so good... it's been so long! I can't believe this is happening. I want him inside me... I want him to fuck me raw! Ugh... slow down, Mara. Take it easy... don't seem desperate!

Tyler moans and combs his fingers through Mara's mane, tipping his head back as waves of pleasure crash over him. His cock is soaked with Mara's warm saliva, making him eject more precum onto her tongue. Without a word, he stops her, gently laying her on her back. He strokes himself firmly before undoing Mara's shorts, unzipping them and moving them to her ankles. Her bikini bottoms are soaked with arousal, to his enjoyment; slipping a finger beneath the fabric, Tyler moves the bottoms out of the white, exposing Mara's gorgeous, white, swollen pussy.

“How naughty... you nearly got my new sheets all wet," Tyler teases, pressing finger against Mara's clit, making her squirm and moan, “Oh... so sensitive. Hmmm... how can we make this swelling go down?"

He lowers his mouth to her pussy, pressing his hot tongue against her swollen, throbbing clit. Her juices are sweet and warm, making him even more aroused. With every lick and suckle, Mara moans and arches her back in pleasure. She begins to pant and whinny softly as her pussy is massaged by Tyler's constant licking. He sucks on her clitoris firmly, taking in her delicate, sensitive folds, slipping his tongue as deeply as possible inside her warm, aching entrance.

“God... y-yes!" Mara whinnies, “I'm... s-so hot, Tyler." Her heart throbs in her chest. “Please... oh, please! I... I can't take it... T-Tyler!"

Tyler lifts his head, giving her thick, wet pussy a broad, long lick before facing her. “You don't like it?"

“God, I love it!" Mara pants, “But... please... I... I want you inside. I'm aching... I need to cum!"

“See what I mean?" Tyler says standing up, slowly mounting over the zebra, his cock barely touching her vulva, “I like a woman who knows what she wants."

He slowly drags his cock against Mara's slippery entrance, teasing her and giving her goosebumps. She lifts her hips toward him, breathing harder, unable to take the heat. Tyler gets the hint and grins, slowly slipping himself inside.

Her pussy is hot and throbbing around his cock, swallowing his nine-inches whole. He groans softly as the sensation envelops him and he begins to thrust, burying himself deeply inside her warm, wet, tight crevice.

“Aagh, fuck..." he moans under his breath, “You're so tight. You really weren't kidding – it's been so long for you, hasn't it?" Tyler thrusts a bit harder, keeping his slow, steady pace.

“Aagh, y-yes... s-so long. You feel so thick... you're stretching me open!" Mara blushes, closing her eyes and turning her head away from Tyler, “You feel s-so good!" she opens her legs as far as she can, bending her knees to allow him to thrust harder and deeper.

“Your pussy's so tight, Mara... I don't know if I can last much longer... mmgh... oh, Mara..." Tyler pants, picking up the pace. He thrusts faster, his balls tapping harshly against Mara's ass. He listens intently and Mara whinnies and moans, crying out in pleasure. He reaches up and lifts her crop-top over her chest, doing the same with her bikini bra, exposing her supple, thick breasts. He grips Mara's left breast, rolling her nipple around between his finger and thumb.

“H-hagh!" Mara groans, “If... you keep doing that... Tyler! I'm going to cum!" Mara arches her back, feeling Tylers cock fill her completely, ramming inside of her over and over. The sensation from her sensitive nipple shoots throughout her body and soon, she feels a long awaited shock of bliss. “I'm... c-cumming! H-haa-aa-aagh! Yes! Don't stop!" she screams.

“Cum on my cock, Mara!" Tyler groans, “Oh, God, you're so fucking sexy," he growls, thrusting harder, feeling his lap become drenched in her hot juices.

She allows her tongue to slip out of her mouth while she pants. I... I squirted! I've never done that before! It feels so good! God... please don't stop! “A-aa-aagh! Y-yeah," she moans groaning deeply as she cums again, coating Tyler's hard member in her juices almost immediately. “God, yes! F-fuck me!"

“Jesus!" Tyler groans, thrusting harder and faster. He quickly gives Mara's flank a firm slap, making her whinny. Listening to her beastly sounds brings him closer. He can feel his balls tightening and his heart throbbing harder in his chest; his cock twitches inside the zebra's wet pussy, ready to expel his seed. “I'm... gonna... cum! Where do you want it?!"

“A-anywhere! God... cover my tits," Mara pants, her pussy aching and satisfied all at the same time.

Quickly, Tyler pulls his cock out of her pussy, stroking himself hard and fast. Soon, he tips his head back, groaning loudly in pleasure as his seed is sent flying, landing on Mara's large, pillowy chest. The two moan together, panting and reveling in the heat of their passionate moment.

“We really did that..." Mara says, looking at her exposed chest, glistening with a heavy load of cum, “and... this."

“We did," Tyler pants, having broken a sweat. “God, you're incredible."

“I've never... came like that!" the zebra says, embarrassed.

“Don't be shy... I thought it was pretty hot," Tyler smirks, looking at his concubine, curvaceous and tired, aged to perfection, covered in his hot, sticky cum. “You look gorgeous."

“Even like this?" Mara blushes, moving her now-messy mane to the other side of her face. “I need a shower, hah."

“Feel free. I'm not letting you go home tonight."

“What? You're not? Why?"

“You think I want a one-and-done? No way. I'm not letting you go tonight... you'll sleep in here and in the morning you'll get a nice breakfast... and I'd like to talk." Tyler smiles, sitting on the bed next to his exhausted lady friend.

“What are we gonna talk about?"

“You being mine. I mean I understand if it's too fast for you... after what we just did, but... I feel something here."

Mara looks at Tyler with a deep, intimate gaze, “O-okay..."

“So you go shower. I'll order some pizza. Sound okay?"

“That sounds... perfect," Mara says, standing up, her juices running down her inner thigh and the cum sliding down her chest to her stomach.

Tyler watches her walk away, smirking at her. He lays back on his bed, resting his hands behind his head. This could be the beginning of a better lovelife that he'd imagined. Regardless, he's not letting this one go, not anytime soon.