FSE

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formerly SoFurry search engine

commissioned by Lynneth

_ _ "Hello, Mrs. Sostra!"

"Ahh!" Diane Sostra started and turned on her heels, looking at the teenaged jaguar boy poking his head through the living room window. "Taylor, how many times did I tell you, don't do that?!" She clutched her heaving chest, willing her breathing to go steady again. Easy task for an otter such as herself: controlling one's breathing was essential to any aquatic mammal. "If you need to talk to someone here, all you have to do to is knock on the door. You know you're always welcome here."

"Whoops, I'm sorry, ma'am!" Taylor stuck his tongue out slightly in his classic mischievous face. "I just wanted to know if Faye is ready for our camping trip!"

"Not yet. Now come in, you silly boy! Stop standing outside!" Diane walked to the door and opened it. The tall and strong teen was already there, carrying a backpack that would have looked oversized on anyone else. She motioned for him to come in and sit down. "Well, look at that! You do look ready."

"I like being prepared, ma'am." He replied, putting the backpack aside and throwing himself on the couch. Felines always knew how to make themselves comfortable. He grinned up at her friend's voluptuous mother, accepting the glass of orange juice she was handing him. "I've got all the basic materials here: tent, fire kit, torches, food, first aid kit, two compasses, one survival knife, one Swiss-Army knife... All Faye needs to bring is her sleeping bag and some extra clothes."

"Torches, dear?" Diane quirked her head.

"Whoops." Taylor's ears perked up. "Flashlights. Sorry, force of habit. Not that we'll need it, since we can both see very well at night."

"Ah." She smiled. "Well, how are you? You haven't visited ever since Faye's birthday two months ago!"

"I'm doing fine, ma'am! Sorry I couldn't come by, it's just school picked up, and I had a ton of things to do after it. Martial arts, extra classes... you know, the sort of stuff dad keeps putting me through."

"Oh. And how's Mister Rhames?"

"Aaaah..." Taylor shrugged slightly. "He's doing fine too, I guess. I personally haven't heard from him in a while. Gibbs is the one who usually talks to him. But I think he must be happy with my grades, because he didn't assign me to do anything until classes start again. That's usually a good sign!"

"That's wonderful, dear." She picked up the empty glass and walked towards the stairs. "Are you planning on visiting more often?"

"Certainly, ma'am! Faye still owes me a rematch on that fighting game she got for her birthday!"

Diane smiled at the enthusiastic sixteen year-old sitting in the living room and then turned to look up the stairs leading to the first floor. "Fa-aye! Are you ready, dear? Taylor is here already!"

"Coming! Coming!" Her daughter's voice echoed from her bedroom, and soon the younger otter climbed down the stairs, backpack slung over one shoulder. "Oh, hey Taylor!"

"What's up?" He waved. "Packed up and ready to go? We've got a lot of walking ahead of us today if we want to get there before the night falls."

"Where are you two going, again?" Asked Diane, absentmindedly running her hand through Faye's ponytail and getting a very annoyed look from her daughter in return.

"We're going hiking. I was looking through some satellite images of the Black Forest and I think I found a waterfall. It's like full-day trip by car, but I've found a shortcut through the forest. Here are the GPS coordinates, we should be back in two days, three at most."

"Ooh." Diane smiled, taking the paper he held out to her. A map, with coordinates and landmarks. She had no reason to doubt his skills, after all Taylor had been hiking and going all over the place for years now without incident. He probably knew the region better than anyone else. "Well, be careful, kids."

"Don't worry, we will! As I told you, I'm always prepared!"

* * * * * * *

Taylor was not lying when he said they had a lot of walking to do, and Faye was; not for the first time, glad to be in their school's athletics team. They walked for hours, going up and down hills, across streams and through fields and woods, always guided by Taylor's trusty compass and waterproof map.

"How much longer?" Faye asked, massaging her feet. They had stopped in the middle of a grassy field and Taylor was packing up the remains of their lunch of powerbars and bottled water. No point in leaving a trail of trash behind them.

"'Bout two more hours." He replied, glancing over at the map and taking a bite out of an apple he had collected along the way. "Don't worry, you'll like it! But we have to get there first! Come on, come on!"

She smirked and sighed in resignation, tying up her shoelaces. Taylor and she had met in basic school and been best friends ever since, so she was already used to his half-goofy, half-hyperactive way of going about. It contrasted well with her own easygoingness, even if they tried to boss each other around from time to time, generally resulting in some pretty ugly fights. But they always made up. They always showed up together the next day.

There was even this silly rumor about them dating. It was false, of course. But not for a lack of trying. Faye had occasionally dropped hints that she might have wanted something else, but for all of Taylor's quick thinking, when it came to girls he was still dumb as a door.

* * * * * * *

"Ha!" Taylor exclaimed as he pushed a clump of leaves out of the way and peeked through. "I told you we were close!"

He pushed through the shrubs and she followed in his wake. They had arrived at a small pool, fed by a waterfall that plunged down from - she quirked her head and estimated - about four or five meters. A gentle cool breeze rolled past them, offering them respite from the day's almost oppressive heat.

"Mhm... Okay, this is a pretty place." She answered, watching him put his backpack down between the roots of a large tree. "But what's so special about it?"

"Uh." Taylor blinked. "It's... pretty? And wet...? And... cool...?"

"Right." She chuckled. "Anything else?"

"Ah... No?" He crouched in front of his backpack and started unloading his gear. "I mean... I don't know. Should it have anything special about it? I just thought it'd be a cool place to visit."

'Yup', she thought, 'dumb as a door'.

"Silly boy..." Faye let out another chuckle and started wandering slowly. Taylor would be busy setting up camp for a while, so she'd have more than enough time to look around undisturbed.

At second glance, he was right: it was a very pretty place. The pebbles she was stepping on were dark, smooth and round, and they made a satisfying little crunching noise as she walked. The pond itself was covered in a fine mist due to the sheer waterfall; and the vegetation around them, mostly firs and some sort of fern-like bush, was green and healthy-looking. In fact, the tops of the tall trees that flanked the creek were surprisingly wide and dense, shading most of the pool and keeping the temperature there very amenable. It looked like no one had been there in a long time, if ever.

She looked back at the waterfall: a beam of sunlight that had managed to sneak past all the green above them was hitting the falling water and scattering in a beautiful rainbow. Near the trees, she could see Taylor, now shirtless, struggling to assemble the tent. She walked up to him, grinning.

"Okay, I admit: it's a very pretty place." She said, watching her friend's strong muscles flexing and tensing as he fiddled with the supports. "But how did you find that on the satellite pictures?"

"You know I like poking around Google Earth." Taylor pulled one of the supports and finally managed to push it into its slot on the structure he had spent the last few minutes assembling. He grinned and stood up, wiping his hands. "And I have to tell you, it wasn't an easy find."

"I bet it wasn't." She found a big smooth rock by the edge of the pool, one that wasn't completely covered in moss, and sat down on it. "Anyway, setting camp already?"

"Well, yeah." He answered, wiping the sweat off his forehead as he checked to see if everything was in place. "It's almost five. Since we're spending the night over here, we might as well get everything set up early."

Faye nodded in acknowledgement and watched her friend take his shoes, socks and pants off, revealing the red-trimmed black swimming trunks he was wearing underneath. Taylor was a rather hunky young man, a mix of cheetah and jaguar blood giving him a powerful body that still somehow managed to look slim. Her girl friends tended to swoon for him but she had always managed to squelch any feelings brought on by his looks. Until then, at least.

"Well, I'm gonna hit the water." He said, folding his clothes and putting them down near the tent. "Are you coming?"

"Ah." She snapped back to reality. "I have to change into my swimming suit first."

"Uh-huh. I thought so." He pointed at the tent. "See how it pays to be prepared? You can change in there, I'll finish setting up camp."

She rolled her eyes and walked into the tent, taking her backpack off and opening it. As she undressed and slip her swimsuit on, a mischievous thought flashed through her mind. She had closed the entrance, but her back was still turned towards it. Maybe Taylor was peeking at her...

No, he was too much of a nice boy to do that sort of thing. She could hear him walking around on the gravel, picking up stuff from his backpack and putting it down in front of the tent. She smiled to herself and walked out of the tent, towel slung over her shoulder.

Taylor, crouched down and digging a small fire pit, looked up at her and smiled wide. "Nice! New suit?"

"Yup!" She smiled back at him and nodded, knowing fully well he was taking a very good look at her well-shaped curves, specially her generous bust. She had been given that white swimsuit as a gift on her sixteenth birthday, and she had been itching to try it out for the past few weeks. It was perfectly modeled to her body, and she loved how it supported her breasts comfortably instead of squishing them.

"Looks really good on you!" He winked and walked up to the side of the waterfall. After a second examining the wet rock, he started climbing.

"Thanks... but... what are you doing?"

"Finding a good spot to jump from!" He shouted over the sound of the water as he reached the top and stood up.

"Be careful! Don't slip!"

"Don't worry, Faye!" He grinned. "I have padded feet, remember?"

Before she could answer, he had already leaped a good six feet off the edge. Curling up mid-jump, he cannonballed noisily right in the middle of the pond, splashing water everywhere and dispersing the mist. She giggled and watched as he resurfaced a few seconds later, shaking the water out of his ears. "Woo! The water feels great!"

Faye walked back to her smooth stone, put her towel over it and sat down, letting her legs dangle in the water. "Really?"

Taylor chuckled and swam up to her, sitting on an underwater rock with water up to his chest. He teased: "You're the only otter I know who doesn't like water."

"Oh, be quiet." She stuck her tongue out at him. "You know I wasn't raised like most other otters but I like water just like everybody else."

"I know, I was raised with you." He stuck his tongue back at Faye and splashed some water on her. She kicked, showering him in retaliation.

Soon they were both laughing and splashing each other freely, Taylor using his hands, and Faye's webbed feet kicking water back at him. He grinned and used one of the tricks learned from his martial arts teacher, punching the water almost horizontally and sending a wall of water to the otter girl. Faye barely had time to scream and cover her face before the blast hit.

"Damn it, Taylor!" She whined, looking at herself. She was drenched, and her suit now clung more tightly to her curves. Taylor noted mentally that whoever made that suit wasn't thinking about dark-furred people, because it was now ever so slightly translucent, the details of her bust looking quite evident.

"So..." He started talking, distracted, then caught his bearings again and grinned up at the poor otter girl. "You're properly wet now! Come on in!"

Defeated, she sighed and slid off her stone, landing with water up to the middle of her chest. Taylor gave her head a light pet, teasing her about her height.

Faye narrowed her eyes at him and started swimming. He followed suit, keeping up easily until she decided to put her strong tail to work and quickly darted ahead. Suddenly, she felt his strong fingers wrapping around her heel and pulling her back. She let out a silent protest and grabbed his hand as he tried to overtake her. In one quick movement, Taylor pulled his arm and spun, dragging Faye closer and wrapping his arms around her in an impromptu underwater hug. Surprised, she managed to stifle a giggle, and bopped her forehead lightly against his.

He emerged, keeping her in his arms, and grinned. "Cheater."

"You cheated first!" She protested, giving him a pout.

"You're an otter, that's cheating by default!" He stuck his tongue out once more and leaned his head, bumping his forehead on hers. They were still tightly embraced, her bountiful chest pressing against him so tightly he could feel two slightly stiff points poking his own front. He looked down and blushed nearly instantly. "Uh... I..."

"Huh...?" She glanced down quickly, and understanding dawned in her mind. Sticking her tongue out again, she looked up at him. "Naughty, aren't we? He--hey!" She closed her eyes as he licked her face without warning, and she finally noticed something hard rubbing up against her thigh. "What's this...? Oh, you dirty boy!"

Taylor murred and blushed harder as he felt her thigh rubbing up on his groin. "You're not helping...!"

Faye pushed him back slightly and submerged her head, opening her eyes underwater and looking at what she had just stroked. Her head quickly jolted out of the water, splashing Taylor's face. If she weren't red as a tomato, the shock would have drained all the color out of her face. "What... that's... big!"

He let her go and swam off, tried to protect his dignity with both hands. She simply leaned forward and cooed. "Naughty..."

"Hey! You looked! You're naughty, too!" Embarrassed as he was, Taylor couldn't do much better than act like a kid. Faye found that adorable.

"Looking isn't naughty..."

He murred and pouted, looking both silly and extremely awkward, his voice trailing off. "It's your fault! With your... um... body..."

"I can't help I look gorgeous, you know?" Faye teased, knowing she was having way more fun than she should. Usually, it was Taylor who teased her, that sort of role swap was very interesting to her. Purring in defeat, he walked out of the pond, towards the tent. Her eyes followed him, feasting on the muscles of his back and the contour of his rear, even as his tail was tucked between his legs.Maybe I went a little too far?

She waded out of the water, shivering as she felt the cold air coil around her, and raised a conciliatory hand towards him. "Now hey... listen... Come on, look at me..."

He turned around slowly, still looking defeated up until the point she actually entered his field of vision. Her swimsuit had become so clingy it was all but completely transparent by now. His eyes quickly darted from her ample, firm chest, with nipples poking the sheer cloth covering them, then down to her sculpted midriff, her wide hips... and he hesitated for a fraction of a second before looking even lower, towards her most secret places. He blinked dimly, surprised and dazzled by her beauty.

Faye blinked back, disconcerted. "Ah...?"

Taylor blinked again, trying to figure what he should do. After a long, confused second, his hands stopped covering his groin as he silently pointed at her chest and lap. Her eyes lowered to look down at herself, but something caught her attention before she could finish the motion. There is was: hidden inside his shorts, yet pressing so hard against the cloth that it didn't leave much to the imagination. She inhaled quietly and looked at it. What he had there couldn't be any smaller than the things she saw in porno movies. Something quivered inside her, hormones stoking that fire into a full-on blaze.

He blinked again, surprised at her reaction. He hesitated for a second. Throwing caution to the wind, he stepped up towards her. "Ah, excuse me...!"

Faye wanted to ask what he was doing, but it came too quickly for her. She felt his arms pulling her towards him and holding her, then warm lips pressing against hers in a tentative kiss. A surprised sound managed to escape as her eyes went wide, but he reassured himself and kissed her again, this time with confidence. Her eyes closed slowly, and she felt one of his hands moving to her lower back, caressing the base of her tail in a way that sent tiny little jolts of electricity coursing through her body. She felt that hand slide over her round butt, clumsily trying to reach under her suit, and murred. Her own hands slid up, caressing his firm, well-defined chest, feeling the soft, wet fur.

She looked up at him bashfully, her cheeks fully red. At last, she found the courage to start: "Ah... do... do you...?"

"Ah...?" His confused look was almost comical, but his cheeks soon matched hers and he stuttered. Little more than a boy, indeed. "I... uh... I mean... do you...?"

"If... you want..."

Taylor's expression softened, then froze in shock. She quirked her head slightly and gave him a puzzled look. He recovered quickly: "I... didn't bring any condoms..."

"So much for being prepared, huh...?" She barked a quiet laugh and smirked playfully. "That's okay... I mean... I'm on the pill..."

"Ah. Did you ever...?"

"No..." She blushed even further. Why am I getting so embarrassed?! "You know the boys can't keep up with me! How about you? I never saw you with anyone else, but... did you...?"

He shook his head vigorously, and she smiled warmly in return. She felt his arm slide under her and giggled as Taylor swept her up. He carried her gently into the tent and set her down on top of a sleeping bag.

"I hope you're... um, comfortable..." He said. As he saw her nod shyly, he slid his hands up her sides and towards her shoulders. Trembling a little, he held on to the straps of her swimsuit and pulled them down. Slowly, her bust slid out of the restrictive garment. Soon her large, firm, wet breasts rose and fell slowly in the air, and she whimpered in embarrassment.

Taylor smiled at the otter girl and kept pulling her swimsuit lower and lower until it was thrown, wet, crumpled and abandoned, on the corner of the tent. He looked up at her naked, still glistening body. She was trying to cover herself with her arms, but her exceptionally well-developed form made that an endeavor that was equal parts futile and alluring. He smiled again and let his feline curiosity lead him, leaning down to look between her legs, tenderly pushing her protective hand out of the way to expose her delicate folds.

He heard her murr quietly and held her legs open as she squirmed. With as much care as he could muster, he brought two fingers to her luscious pussy and spread it slowly. Not knowing his way around it beyond biology lessons and the occasional close-up in a pornographic video, he was lost for a few seconds. He soon found his bearings and confirmed what she had already told him: she was just as inexperienced as he was, and he emboldened himself by deciding that he would make it memorable.

Faye had her eyes closed, a strange mix of shyness and desire brewing up inside her and causing her heart to beat so hard she felt it in her throat. Soon it all stopped mattering; however, as she felt the warmth of his tongue lapping at places that had never been touched by anyone but herself. It was rough, yet gentle, touching all the things she didn't even know could be touched. A light brushing against her love button sent a swift surge of pleasure rushing through her body, making her gasp and stiffen her back! And then more and more licks followed that one, quickly plunging her into a state of bliss, where she could feel and think about nothing but the present. All her shyness was gone, she just craved for more of his touch, she wanted him to feel as good as she felt...

It was only with much effort that she managed to bring herself to gently push him away. She gave him a sultry look and her lips parted in an invitation he could not refuse:

"I want you... in me..." Faye closed her eyes again, barely believing she had managed say it. As the jaguar straightened himself and pulled his shorts off, she peeked and felt her heart skip a beat. Almost comically, she tried to back down, lifting her hands. "Ah... it's too big! It won't fit...!"

"Don't worry..." He took her hand and slid it over his shaft slowly, letting her feel every bit, every centimeter of that long, thick, spiny rod, befitting for a feline of his noble stock. She quickly pulled her hand back as touched something slightly gooey at the tip.

"What... what's that...?" She looked at her fingers, staring at the clear sticky fluid.

"Ah... um..." Taylor stuttered and leaned forward, his meat prodding her entrance awkwardly as he tried to reassert himself. "That's normal, okay...? Don't worry..."

"Ca... careful!" She let out a quiet moan, whose slightly pained tone quickly became one of ecstasy as she felt his hand massaging her bosom, and his lips wrapping around one of her nipples and suckling lightly. Gradually, she slid back into bliss...

She would have stayed in that state forever if not for a quick, thrusting jolt of pain, soon followed by a myriad of other sensations. Faye let out a smothered scream of both pain and surprise, which quickly died out once Taylor's soothing purr reached her ears.

"There... it's in..." He whispered in her ear, caressing her tied-back hair with one hand. She squirmed slowly, feeling something she had never felt before. "I... read somewhere would be better if I did it quickly. I hope it's alright..."

"Ah... hah... It's so... big..." She moaned through clenched teeth, trying to relax but only becoming more tense in the process, her pussy squeezing the tip of his meat hard. "It hurts a bit...!"

"Don't worry..." The jaguar purred again, an easy, comforting sound. The pain started to fade, gradually. "Just relax, okay...?"

The otter girl moaned loud as she felt him pushing deeper inside her, all those inches somehow fitting snugly as they stretched her virgin walls. Her breasts rose and fell quicker as her breathing came in irregular gasps. "Easier said... than done...!"

"Now... you're gonna feel... uh... something..." He held on to her hips and pulled halfway out, slowly...

Faye arched up and almost screamed again, this time in far more ecstasy than pain. The barbs all over his cock had brought themselves to bear against her inner walls, and the sensations coursing through her body as he started moving threatened to overwhelm her. She slid her hands to her breasts, playing and fondling those mounds as Taylor gradually sped up.

It didn't take long for the pain to subside and give way to satisfaction, and for that to give way to a feeling she had never quite achieved before. As he pumped her harder, leaning forward to suckle and play with her nipples, her entire body tensed up and went numb. Her back stiffened again and a muted gasp escaped her mouth as her first orgasm shook her to her very core, her pussy squeezing and massaging her beloved's member.

Miraculously, Taylor managed to hold back despite his inexperience. Spreading her legs wide, the world fading around him, he started fucking her more eagerly. He watched her delicious breasts bounce back and forth in sync with thrusts. His balls slapped heavily against her butt every time he slammed his hips against her. She moaned and grabbed a hold of his rear with both hands. She squeezed hard and wrapped her legs around his waist, trapping him inside. Faye heard him groan quietly and gasped as she felt his last mighty thrust go deeper than ever before. His meat swelled inside her, and soon she felt herself being flooded by his seed!

Another climax rocked her body and she closed her eyes, moaning his name as more and more of that sticky stuff came out in thick, hot bursts. It just kept on flowing and flowing, making her throw her head back in ecstasy, eyes half-closed. So... much... cum...!

After what felt like both a complete eternity and simply not long enough, she felt his volume throbbing less and less. He pulled out slowly, feline barbs making her shiver and squirm one last time. She opened her eyes slowly, wanting to see her lover's member in all its glory. The girthy cock glistened with her honey, the tip still oozing thick drops as it slowly retracted into its furry sheath. Between her legs, she could see a white pool, her thighs also sullied by his gift.

"Ah... What...?" She looked at him, puzzled and worried, yet still feeling too numb to care too much. "What did you do...?"

"Um... It was a lot, wasn't it...? I was kinda... uh... pent-up..." He fidgeted, but quickly tried to reassure her. "Don't worry! I'll clean it right up! We'll take a bath before it sets into your fur!"

"Oh... It really was a lot..." She rubbed her belly and smiled. Another sensation washed over her as she felt the cum trapped inside finally starting to ooze out of her pussy as she relaxed. He started to say he was sorry, but she simply waved the apology away, motioning for him to come closer at the same time. She planted a kiss on his lips and giggled. "It felt good. Now clean me."

Taylor grinned and promptly accepted the task, going back down and licking her love hole clean as most of his cum slowly dripped out of her. After a while, he scooped some of it with his tongue and leaned over the exhausted Faye once more to kiss her deeply. She whimpered in delight and widened her eyes as his seed slipped into her mouth, feeling a slight tinge of regret for not being able to taste it first-hand.

"You taste nice..." She giggled weakly, blushing.

"So do you." Taylor raised his head, already back to cleaning her up, and smiled back. Always so dedicated, she thought contentedly.

And then it dawned on her: she didn't need to regret anything. They would be staying there for two days, after all.

Smiling to herself, she let his rough tongue take her where she wanted to be.