# Untitled Bea x Snofu

Author: BlackLabelBeatrice
Tags: Aggresive, Female, Gay, Omgwhy, Otter, Pool, Snofu, Spotcat, summer

Oh look, I dug up something old.
This was originally supposed to be a collab with Snofu ( https://www.furaffinity.net/user/snofu/ ) but she never got around to finishing her end, the illustrations, so it ended up being just a request.
Snofu's sheep girl Mia and Bea bump shoulders on a warm summer day at a pool, shortly before bumping uglies. /ba-dum-ts

Outside the entrance of a
suburban community pool sat a young sheep girl named Mia. She was waiting for a
group of friends to meet her there for a day of swimming, and they would be
another hour at least. None of them got up as early as she did. She had managed
to make it there before the pool was open for business, and the place seemed
rather abandoned save the stray lifeguard and young ocelot wandering around
waiting for the place to open. He was the ticket boy she guessed, but wasn't
sure. She kicked her feet around on the bench she was sitting on with her head
tilted to the sky, bored of waiting.
She sat for a long time, playing
with her curly hair absentmindedly, growing more and more bored by the minute.
The pool would open in 5 minutes at this point, and she walked to the gates
waiting for someone to come and lift them to let her in. 
"Why hello
there," came the voice of an older woman from behind her. Mia turned to meet an
otter girl with wild purple hair carrying a beach towel over her shoulder, partially
hiding her black tankini and a sports bag filled with who knows what. Mia's
eyes wandered her up and down. The otter was quite a bit taller than her, and
she was a fit girl, probably due to her species - otters are natural swimmers
and she obviously had spent a great deal of her time swimming. "Don't usually
see anybody here this early. Do you come here often?" The otter asked. 
"Nnnnope! I
don't swim that much, I'm just waiting for some friends of mine. My name's Mia,
what's yours?"  Asked the peppy sheep,
eager to have someone to talk to.
"I'm Beatrice,
but you can call me Bea," she said, sitting herself onto the wire mesh bench
next to the ticket counter. She pulled out a pair of polarized goggles and put
them on, lounging back on the bench to soak in the sun while she waited for the
pool to open. Mia found herself staring at her. Bea's fur glistened in the
light of the early morning summer sun, making little white light lines from the
top of her face, down her neck and stomach, then was cut off by the bottoms of
her tankini. They didn't really seem to match the bottoms, so Mia thought they
might just be covering up the bikini top. She sat down next to her, still
admiring her body.
Bea glanced down through her
goggles and caught the younger girl staring at her. "See something you like,
girly?" She startled her, because Mia definitely did see something she liked. 
"Oh sorry, it's
just that you're so in-shape," she deflected. "Did you get all of those muscles
from swimming or do you work out?"
"A little bit of
both I guess. Or maybe a lot of one and a little of the other. I swim every day
and hit the gym a couple times a week. I like to stay in shape. What about you?
Do you do anything to help keep that cute little body of yours?" She asked,
running a webbed finger down Mia's shoulder. The sheep twitched in tactile
delight. She didn't expect a clawed finger to feel so gentle.
"No not really,
I just have a high metabolism I guess," she replied, still feeling Bea's
phantom finger marks on her shoulder. "I eat a lot of sugar, my friends all
tell me that I am lucky to not be super fat!" To which, Bea chuckled. Mia kept
babbling about her eating habits and her friends and anything else she could
think of until the young ocelot boy shuffled open the gate and let the two
girls in. 
The entrance to the pool split
off into two directions, one for the men's shower room, and one for the women's
shower room. Mia followed Bea into the women's showers. The older girl set her
bags down in front of a locker and tore her towel off, tossing it into the
wooden benches behind her. Mia had only been here a few times before and so did
not have a locker. All she had with her was her bikini, which consisted of a
tube top, bikini bottom and a towel to cover herself, not that she was feeling
all that modest at the moment. Bea simply slipped out of her tankini top and
tossed it into her locker, revealing a tan star patch on her shoulder flanked
by a fleet of much smaller stars.
"Whoa! That's a
really cool tattoo!" Mia gushed at Bea's shoulder. "Ohmygod I want one just
like that!"
The otter girl smiled deviously
at her. "You like that, huh?"

"Oh yeah, I always wanted one of those tribal tattoos right above your tail but
my friend said they were really trampy. Oh my god, I don't care I think they're
really cute. Do you have one of those too?" She asked, as the two of them
headed towards the shower.
"I don't know,
why don't you check for me?" She stopped walking and dropped her bikini bottom,
maybe just a little too low, and seductively slow. Mia couldn't see anything
through her webbed hand blocking the view, but neither did she find a tattoo.
She couldn't say anything through the screen of blush across her face. Bea
giggled and pulled her bikini back up. "I take that as a no."
Bea strolled into the showers
with Mia close in tow. She flicked on one of the shower heads and began rinsing
herself off. 
"Why do we have
to do this? You know, shower before we get into the pool? We're just gonna get
wet anyway, aren't we?" Asked Mia as she stood underneath her shower head next
to Bea.
"It's to help
wash off germs before you get into the pool. They use a lot of disinfectants
and shit in there that could blemish that pretty little body of yours if you
don't," Bea said, the shower water beading off her fur, as though there were an
invisible force field protecting it from her. Mia wondered why it did that.
Again, she Bea caught her staring though.
"You really must
have some kind of fascination with my body, don't you?" She asked. Mia said
nothing, but blushed again.
"Well, I just... I
dunno."
"Well, I like
yours too," she said, stepping into Mia's shower space. "Your skin is sooo
soft, I don't know if I've felt sheepskin as luxurious as yours." She was
standing incredibly close to Mia now, who was trying really hard to figure out
if she was feeling embarrassed or just shy. "You must have just sheared this,
didn't you?" She asked, rubbing Mia's shoulders. Mia couldn't speak, so she
just nodded. 
"Does that feel
good?" Bea asked, and Mia just mumbled something that sounded like a yes. Bea
rolled the younger girl's shoulders, massaging them deeply with her firm webbed
paws before reaching over and turning the hot water valve open. Steam filled
the room quickly, and Mia's sensitive body came alive as soon as the shower hit
her. Bea worked her massage down the girl's arms, and back, and neck until she
was putty in her grip. 
"Your time in
the shower is also supposed to loosen you up before you jump in the pool, that
way you don't cramp. So we need to get you nice-" she sat them both down on the
shower bench behind them, with Mia in her lap, still facing the warm cascade.
"...and loose.~" 
Mia's breathing was in the
shallows. Bea drug one of her claws down from her shoulder to the top of her
tube top, and inched it down until the sheep's chest was exposed. She was flat,
and as the steam and spray of the shower hit her now naked chest, she started
to grow anxious. Bea circled her index claw around one of the girl's nipples
until it hardened while the other paw found it's way down her sides and
caressed her creamy belly. Mia let out a tiny little bleat and kissed Bea's
arm.
  "Getting
closer. You're still a little stiff," Bea whispered into Mia's curly wet hair.
She slipped the tube top off of her and turned the girl around in her lap so
that they were facing each other. Mia's face flushed crimson, she was always
just a little self-conscious about how small her breasts were, but Bea seemed
to like them a lot. Bea pressed her cheek against the girl's chest and felt
Mia's heartbeat. It was fast and erratic, but not as fast as when she slid her
tongue across the surface of her breasts and tickled her nipples with it. Mia's
teeth clenched. She had never been with another girl before, and had learned
how to do it with boys on her own, but was a little disappointed that two girls
couldn't do the same on their own. Or so she thought anyway.
Bea moved up Mia's chest now,
leaving little kisses here and there until she made it to her neck. She kissed
it hard, and then bit into it. Mia squealed and threw her hands around Bea's
head, pressing her neck into her. The biting hurt, but it was a good hurt. An
electric hurt. One that snatched her breath right out of her and made her head
buzz with endorphins. Bea held fast to the young girl's neck and let  her own paws glide in between the lamb's
waist and bikini bottom. She felt two waistbands. Immediately Bea pulled away
and scowled at her.
"Oh come on,
girl! Everybody knows that you don't wear panties into the pool! We need to get
those things off of you right this minute!" 
And tumbled the little lamb over onto the shower floor with a 'meep'.
Bea stood above her now, looking straight down into her eyes. "Now take them
off..." She commanded, and with only the slightest trepidation Mia obliged. She
slid her tiny undies and bikini off in one smooth, slow, shy motion, and Bea
stood before her sporting an authoritative pokerface, but on the inside she
salivated wildly.
  "Good,"
she said, her facial expression morphing back to the softness of before "now
let's finish washing you up." She considered the naked wet lamb before her. Her
skin red from the heat of the water and her neck bearing the bite mark she left
not moments ago. Mia lied almost flat on her back, one leg slightly cocked
upwards while the other lay to the side on the tile, exposing her pussy to the
heat of the shower water. It made Mia's tummy tingle a bit, and Bea could smell
the excited young sheep's scent growing stronger in the air. She knelt down
before her, and pulled her by her thighs until she was face to face once more
before leaning in and planting a kiss directly on her lips. 
Mia's eyes went wide at first,
but then slowly started to close as she melted into the kiss and threw her arms
around Bea's neck. She let the swimmer kiss her for a long time, and didn't
break it until Bea did. And then she was at her neck again. Mia braced herself
for another bite, but Bea was much gentler than before. She nibbled at her, but
playfully this time. She nipped at her neck and collar bone, then licked at her
breasts and tummy, leaving a trail of saliva that thrilled the lamb even after
Bea had moved on down towards her thighs. 
Mia inhaled sharply and bit her
lip. She knew what came next. Bea kissed both of her soft inner thighs that
sent a wave of warmth and excitement through the younger girl before slowly
moving between the two and lapping at her tiny little clit. The lamb's body
jerked involuntarily. Her back shot upwards as if she were about to do a
backflip, but then slowly settled back down onto the tile as Bea worked her
tongue into Mia's tiny slit, parting it as she slid deeper and started licking.
The younger girl's world went
awash in the hot wetness of the shower and Bea's tongue. Her hips bucked
rhythmically whenever Bea hit a sweet spot or came out to tease her clit. Mia
lowered her hands and tangled them in Bea's hair, as though doing so would put
some kind of control over her older lover, but it did nothing outside of
exciting the otter. Bea rose slightly, bringing Mia's torso up into the air
with her as she continued to eat her out vigorously. In the back of Bea's head
she knew that anybody could walk in on her with her face buried in this
stranger's pussy, so she thought to finish her off quickly. She pulled her
tongue out and ran a claw around Mia's clit before slipping two of them in. 
Mia yelped loudly and her hips
shot straight into Bea's chest at being penetrated, making it difficult for the
otter to not accidentally hurt her with her claws. She located the little pink
girl's G, and pressed against it hard and with her free paw, kept her quiet by
slipping a couple of fingers into her mouth. She held the girl down with her
own weight now, one paw fingering her while the other kept her from shrieking
too loudly and alerting pool staff. It wasn't that Mia wanted to get them into
trouble, it's just that she couldn't help it, it felt so good! She was a
screamer with boys too, but they didn't feel this good, even with their
obviously longer but less experienced equipment.
The otter's fingers tasted clean
to her. She felt between them where there was a thin membrane of skin that
connected her fingers and played with it with her tongue. She wondered if Bea
had done this before because not once had those short little claws hurt her. 
Moans began to escape Mia at a
quicker pace now, and Bea could feel her tummy muscles tighten against her
breast, and within moments the younger girl came around her fingers and her
other paw could not silence the hard bleat that flew from her. 
Mia lowered the girl slowly, but
couldn't resist tasting her fingers secretly before helping her to her hooves.
She stood Mia up and for once the girl was silent, but satisfied. She let Bea
wash her up and slip her bikini back on before a group of young furs came in
and found them. "Hey Mia! You're
here super early! Who's this chick? A friend of yours?" Asked one of them, a
young cat girl who dressed in a one-piece polka-dotted affair. 
  "Oh
this is m-" Mia began, but Bea cut her off. 
  "Yes,
I'm a friend of hers, but I was just leaving. I'll see you all in the water!"
And with that she walked brazenly out the door and dove into the pool around
the corner. Mia watched as she swam with a grace that she herself one day
wished to have. She imagined herself in the water with her, swimming in unison
and synchronicity with the otter that had found her one morning and taught her
so many things about showering before swimming, about what not to wear in the
pool, and about how much she could love another woman. She imagined that one
day she would see her again, and next time, teach her a thing or two. Mia made
many more trips to the pool that summer.
THE END

Source: https://sofurry.com/view/585348