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I heard Echo moaning from within the shower room as I was headed to the kitchen to prepare myself some tea. Any thoughts of that beverage vanished as those muffled groans rang in my ear. I could only think of the sexy snow leopard within, naked, hot water pouring off her body. I stepped into the shower room. In the small room adjoining my oversized shower, I stripped my clothing off and tossed it onto the bench. Echo had no clothes here, unsurprising as she often remained nude when wandering the manor. My cock already rigidly stood from its sheath, straining at each of Echo's moans. I stepped into the pouring water.

'Shower' was perhaps a poor word for the room, but I had none better. Designed to have a forest cave feel, the floor was paved in large smooth stones from the local river. The walls also had a stone look to them, and a few benches nestled along the edges. The room was designed for sensual play for a small number of furs who fancied fooling around in the hot water pouring from the shower heads above.

That water now poured over my striped form as well as the spotted form of the snow leopard who kneeled upon the floor in center of the room. She stretched; hands behind her head. Knees spread wide, her pink treasure proudly on display. Her hands lowered, fingers caressing the gorgeous vulva between those wide spread knees. Echo gave herself the slow, leisurely masturbation that she had a fondness for. Her fingers delved into the folds of that beautiful pussy. She moaned lightly at her soft touch of herself. Gasping lightly, her hands left herself again, her labia glowing a light red at her arousal.

My fist wrapped about my hard cock. Pounding myself as I ogled the nude cat. She knew I was there, but was deliberately not acknowledging me, letting me enjoy the simple pleasure of observing her in this state. I could smell her arousal amidst the steam, mixing with the scent of soap. That was a primordial arousal for myself. Harkening back to my first orgasms as an adolescent in the bath, the smell of shampoo brought an extra passion to my arousal.

At last her eyes met mine. She smiled softly, knowing I was enjoying the view. As fevered as I was masturbating it was hard to not know. Her eyes darted to my cock and back to my eyes, a simple wordless statement, 'Go for it.'

I stepped up to her. Aroused heavily since the moment I heard her soft moaning from within the shower, my body had no intention of holding back. My hand worked harder. My teeth clamped shut, and my eyes as well as I began to cum. I forced them open to watch the ejaculation. My cock spraying whisps of cum across the gorgeous cat. Falling across the breasts hanging on her chest. I panted.

'Mmm...' she said; running a paw across her breasts and lifting it, the white cum hanging there. The pouring water from the shower head quickly diluting the substance and washed much from her body. But some would remain, smoothing that fur in the future. I smiled at her, and she back at I. My balls were spent for now but I was far from done with the beautiful woman.

I turned about the balls of my feet and raised my tail high, clearly indicating the pleasure I wanted next. Echo obliged without delay, her muzzle pressing against the cheeks of my rear and her tongue delving into the cleft between them. The tip of her tongue brushed over my pucker. I gasped. My cock strained again, not having lost any of its rigidity to the orgasm moments ago.

She licked a few times over my eager pucker. She pulled it swiftly back to lap across the cheeks of my ass. The darling girl planted a quick kiss on each of the cheeks before returning to rimming. Now her tongue pressed more firmly within myself. I cooed at the feeling of the warm wet tongue within my ass. It was delightfully rough. Far from the sandpaper coarseness of her animal counterparts, but still maintaining a small degree of texture which brought a pleasure unfelt with other species.

She withdrew her tongue again, and I turned. I sunk down to my knees and wrapped my arms about her soaked body. She did to me as well. Our muzzles met and our tongues played. I could taste my muskiness that hung on her mouth from her rimming of me. But I kept myself religiously clean so that such pleasure would be enjoyable for both.

I ran my paws down her wet furry back. I felt along the sopping wet fur of her tail. My paws then moved to caress the cheeks of her ass. My fingers delved between those cheeks to stroke across that tailhole of hers. Later, when we'd dried, I'd take her to bed and press my own tongue within her gorgeous ass.

Kissing continued, and I began to lightly buck my hips, rubbing my cock against the damp fur of her belly. Her own hand came down to grab my member. She shoved it back to the entrance of her pussy. Her cunt, well readied by her earlier masturbation, eagerly took my length into it. She moaned deeply in my ear. Her arms pulled me tight against her as I bucked my body as best I could. I wrapped my arms about her and returned her squeeze. Her claws extended from her paws and dug into my back. I winced from the pain, but soon the adrenaline from that mixed with the adrenaline of my arousal and became part of it. The passion of sex consuming my mind and hers.

It was a requirement of mine, of my servants and compatriots within my manor. They could make full use of any of the amenities of my manor. But in return I received unrestricted access to their bodies. They were under no contract or pretense. They could enter my domain and leave as they desired. But so long as they chose to reside within my walls, I had access to them sexually as I wished.

Echo, however, made that rule her own. When she walked my halls, usually stark nude, she made me feel that I was required to act upon it. That to not take advantage of her being there, exposing herself for me, was not simply rude but morally wrong. She had such power over me and loved it. Not that I ever complained.

She enjoyed long couplings. Slow play. A single orgasm ending a long session of passion. I was a creature of quantity, not quality. Quick to orgasm, but also quick to recover. But together we made it work. We did not keep score, as it were. She did not hold it against me.; she would revel in each orgasm I had. Whether I pumped my cum into her pussy, her ass, or her muzzle. Or across her body as I was fond of doing. Cumming over her face, or tits, her belly, or her butt. And I could spend days just masturbating into the length of that tail. As long as it was fun, that was all that mattered.

Now I felt my darling Echo approaching her peak. Her masturbating warming her up. And then the play with me arousing her to unbearable levels. I increased the strength of my fucks. Both to drive her over the edge and push myself to that same edge that I might climax with her.

She came. Her pussy contracting about my cock with the force of a serpent. Warm gushing liquid poured from her cunny and down my cock, over my balls, and into the pool of water about our knees. Though as much as her cunt milked at my cock I could not cum. It was still too close to my earlier orgasm for my body to be truly ready to spurt again.

Echo panted within my arms. Her body relaxed as we slowed. Her claws left my back, more painful as they retreated than when they first dug in. When she had the strength back to look me in the eyes with a loving smile of thanks, she saw my concern for not having cum with her in my eyes. Her smile grew both wider and softer with a small laugh. Her look comforted and relaxed me. Things like simultaneous orgasms were all well and good, her look said, but their absence does not lessen the pleasure of what we have shared one iota. If anything, it meant there was more play to be had.

She lifted her body up and off my member. Her paw wrapped about my cock, and she began to jerk me off. The warm damp fur for her paw on shaft gave an extra pleasing sensation. Soon she brought her claws into play as well. The tips of them just grazing the flesh of my cock. The points bringing another sensation. If she kept this up, I would cum for sure quite readily. I lifted myself off of my shins to a more pleasing angle. My eyes close shut lightly. I took in the sensation. Soon I would cum.

The leopard slowed herself, though. She did not want this orgasm yet. I looked in her eyes as her paw left my member. Wrapping about me she toyed with my butt cheeks for a moment again. She pushed herself back and rolled to all fours. She hoisted her rear into the air and tail above it. She knew I had a thing for the lovely tailhole which was now proudly on display. And she invited me to take pleasure in it now.

My own hand had instinctively returned to my cock, masturbating quickly as I looked at her asshole. My free hand caressed her butt cheek, my thumb felt up her ass. I wanted so badly to fuck her there. But that would mean removing my hand from myself for a moment, a difficult task. But my will won out; that desire to not turn down such a wonderful gift, and I stopped masturbating long enough to guide my cock to her pucker. I pressed myself in. She was tight. Lubed only by the water of the shower things would be kept slow. But that had a pleasure to it as well.

I pulled out and pushed in very slowly. The tightness about her pleasing me quite dearly, but also making the yiff a bit complicated. I was again uncertain if I'd be able to cum within her. But she looked over her shoulder smiling bright. Again, cumming wasn't important. Just enjoying the fuck in the hot shower. And she was enjoying it, she could feel my cock in her ass for hours.

So I relaxed, and simply enjoyed the sex. The hot water pouring across our bodies and I slowly pulled in and out of her. It ran over our fur down our bodies. Over her ass, down over my cock, across my balls, across her pussy, dripping down onto the floor of the great shower room. I simply settled in for the long, slow ride, as did she. She let out her own murrs and coos as we play. I did so as well. I use to keep fairly quiet during sex, but lately the dear snow leopard has been coaxing me to be more vocal. To let her know that I'm enjoying what's happening.

Orgasm came slowly, but surely. It lacked the punch of my first with the girl today, but was still quite satisfying.

At long last we exited the shower, turning off the water spouts. We would next quietly head to the great giant fur driers to dry our sopping bodies. Then we'd retire to my bed. Echo would simply sit backward on my chest at first so that I may watch my own cum drip from her asshole. Though my orgasm had lacked some punch I still had put enough there for a nice show. After that I'd give her the rimjob I'd mentally planned. And from there... who knew? Our eyes met as we entered the drier room. We kissed lightly on the lips. Whatever it was, it would be fun.

-tygacat