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Hey all. I wrote this a few months ago for a friend and figured I might as well post it since I haven't posted in so long even if it is a little short. So I hope you all like it.

It was a great view from up high in the hotel even at this hour; the tide was rolling back and the wind was kicking up sand and seagulls along the shore of the ocean. Seven stories up the Oasis hotel in a west-facing balcony, a fluffy white spotted tail whipped lightly back in forth in the wind. The feline leaned on the railing, breeze flowing through her head fur. It was starting to get a little bright out for the leopardess while the sun slowly began to descend into the horizon. She picked up her phone from the table and glanced at the time. "Six thirty, that gives me a little time then." She stretched with her phone in hand, holding tightly as to not drop it off the balcony.

Her tail was pulled back onto the floor from off the balcony as the white spotted snow leopard opened the sliding glass door and walked back into the hotel room. The air conditioning of the room was refreshing in a different way than the wind outside. It was dry, cool, ambient, and best of all controllable. Celia put her phone down on the bedside table and closed the blinds on the glass door. "Plenty of time for a shower and some relaxation before eight." She thought back to earlier this morning as she closed her eyes and relaxed on the bed, lying down on the cool sheets.

Celia was returning from a yoga class in the hotel garden, a free event for the visitors of the Hotel this summer. Returning from her class after a good hour of work, she heard a sound as she was rounding the a corner on the outside of the hotel. She had turned a corner only to find someone barreling down the corner and almost crashing into her, the figure skirting to the side as she quickly ducked back behind the building. The horse that nearly run her over came to a stumbling stopped, nearly tripping over himself as his shoelaces scattered onto the ground from the harsh stop. Worried he had startled or hurt the stranger he said in a panting voice, "Ah damn it, I am so sorry." He tried to catch his breath a bit before continuing. "I guess I got a little too into the run, my bad." Celia laughed lightly, a little flustered, heart quickened by the encounter. "It is fine, don't worry. I didn't get hit at least, so I guess it could have been worse, huh?."

The horse smiled, clearing his throat as he finally caught his breath, "Well I am sorry anyway..." He said as he began to realize the sort of beautiful creature he had almost trampled. Her light eyes were startled but still quite pretty he noticed as he stared for a moment. He smiled a little enamored, standing in silence for a second before snapping out of his trance and speaking up again. "Hey maybe I buy you a drink... you know, to make up for almost trampling you." He said, scratching the back of his neck with a nervous, hopeful smile. He was careful, but, after regaining his composure to an extent, his instincts forced him to quickly look the fur in front of him up and down with interest. Celia smiled a bit to herself, careful to not let it show while she looked quickly up and down the horse in a similar fashion. He was on the taller side with a wide chest and white fur. Though you could not tell perfectly because of his loose shirt, there was definitely some toned muscle behind the cloth. "Hm... sure why not... but I am not cheap I will have you know." She said with a accepting smile. He smiled back, shuffling around a bit nervously, not knowing what to say, his heart still pumping wildly from moments before. Celia, looked back for a second before smiling a bit as she began to walk back into the hotel. "Meet me in the lobby bar around Eight?" He quickly nodded back as he lifted his hand to wave goodbye. "Yeah sure! I will see you then." He said trying to veil his enthusiasm.

She smiled and turned back toward the hotel, eyes looking to the side almost trying to catch one last glimpse of the horse with her peripheral vision. She playfully and deliberately swayed his hips as she walked, her yoga pants making it hard for the horse, Kyle, to not watch her walk away and imagine her in more... intimate attire. The adrenaline from his run ensured everything he saw was just a mite slower than it really was, giving him just that much more time to admire the large rear well suited to the feline's body, imagining it shift and rock with the speed of her steps.

When she finally rounded the corner, Kyle took a deep breath, his gaze lingering at the corner for a second before he turned away, getting ready to continue his run. He took a step and easily heard the sound of his shoe laces on the pavement. He grunted as he kneeled down to tie his shoe that had come undone earlier. As he did, the horse noticed a keycard on the ground. "Must have dropped that a second ago, good thing I found it." He supposed as he grasped the card in his fingers and quickly shoved it in his pocket without much of a second thought.

He tied his shoes quickly with a double knot to prevent further accident and went on with his run, getting back up to a steady speed, his shoes thumping on the ground as he ran, letting him enter a sort of trance as his breathing picked up and his body moved itself rhythmically once again. He focused his gaze ahead of him as bushes of bright flowers passed by him, but his mind wandered.

He felt like he was in a white room of infinite space, empty except for the white fog surrounding his perimeter, he looking around aimlessly in the void; this was consistent for a moment before the mist in the room began to swirl and converge in the room. From the fog of the room she soon came into focus, the figures feet coming into focus as the fog rolled off them and up the figure. The dainty steps soon gave form to full and strong legs with white and black spotted fur, the two legs meeting in a V that gave way to hips and a torso. The smoke swirled up, revealing a pierced belly button before the mist lingered around the figures chest, soon giving way to a generous set of breasts. Kyle's eyes widened as his figure drew closer and closer and more of her body came into focus, his eyes following the development before her neck was revealed and soon her face. The figure, now the form of a gorgeous snow leopard stopped mere inches from the horse, Kyle peering softly into the smiling face he had seen not minutes ago.

Her soft eyes and smile made him feel warm and wanted, the soft paws of the leopardess reaching out and settling themselves on Kyle's sides. With new found resolution, the horse's hands soon followed, reaching out and gently running themselves down the side of the leopardess, combing the fur through his fingertips as they ran down her thighs. They looked at each other as they touched one another, faces moving together slowly.

Suddenly Kyle's eyes snapped open as he found his face propelling towards the pavement once again, his foot having caught on a crack, making him all but toppled over himself. He flailed and got his balance back quickly, huffing and pausing with his hands on his knees before taking a quick breath, shaking his head and thrusting himself back into his run, but there was no more white room and now more figure in his mind as he ran. He sighed but figured it was for the best as he rounded the hotel for his last lap with the sun casting a shadow on the western side of the hotel.

Celia thought about the meeting she had earlier today as she lounged on the bed. "Seems nice at least... might as well have company on vacation. God knows I need some..." She said as she sighed, her legs rubbing together a bit as she lied on the bed. She traced the back of her hand on the comforter of the hotel bed, feeling the stitches in the fabric carefully, always having enjoyed the feeling of hotel rooms.

She took in a deep breath, moving her chest a bit and causing the humidity from outside compared to the air conditioning inside making some sweat stick her clothes to her fur. She grunted a bit and sat up carefully in response to the comparatively unwelcome feeling. "Blech that feels gross." She said as she stood up from the bed, tail lingering on the bed before swiping off. "Need to wash off this sweat." She said as she began to saunter over to the bathroom.

After opening the door and flipping on the lights, the leopardess glanced at the mirror for a second and then looked to see a fresh towel on the bar near the shower. After lifting her hands and clenching her paws in a small stretch, the leopardess opened the shower door, reaching down to the faucet and turning it to the left. Warm water began to pour from the shower head, quickly filling the tiny room with the sound of falling water.

She ran her hand in the water for a moment, the water warming quickly over her hand as she felt for the right temperature. She soon pulled back her hand and shaking as dry as she could. After a quick turnaround, she hummed lightly as she walked back into the hotel room, leaning over the bed to the bedside table to check her phone, pressing her breasts uncomfortably in her dress. With no messages, she tossed the phone back onto the table.

"Time for the best part of the day. Being naked." She said with a giggle to herself as she stood up and grasped at the bottom of her orange sundress, clutching it and lifting it up and over her shoulders quickly as she stepped towards the bathroom. Her dressed slipped over her head before she tossed the dress on to the bed, it floating down in the cool air and laying itself on the bed. Celia walked toward the bathroom, left in her blue and white striped panties and white bra, both holding tightly to her lovely form.

She closed the door slightly as she entered the bathroom, still letting steam roll out of the shower and out of the bathroom. She breathed the steamy air in deeply before reaching behind her and unhooking her bra with one hand, pulling the straps off her shoulders and tossing the bra to the floor. She let out a sigh of comfort as her breast found themselves unconfined. She looked down and pulled her hand up to her tits, trying to fit them in her hands before huffing out a breath. "These things keep getting bigger... when will they just stop already?" she said in a pouting tone, her hand not even able to fully contain her generous breasts. She released her chest, tits staying firm and perky while she bent down a bit and grabbing the sides of her panties, pulling them down deftly. In the mirror you could see the underwear slide over her rear, The smooth fabric siding over her hips and her soft fur, tail raised to see her slit and tailhole among her white and black spotted fur.

She bent back up, rubbing her hands down here sides while she stepped out of the panties and opened the shower door. Her feet made quick contact with the damp shower floor, the steam pulling in around her. She murred lightly to herself with a smile, shutting the shower door quickly to preserve this damp warmth she was feeling. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back with a sigh of contentment, letting the hot water hit her face and rolled down her torso and legs. "The showers are always nice and hot around here." She thought to herself as she reached down her sides and rubbed the water into her fur. Once sufficiently damp, she reached over to the gel in the shower, flipping open the top and pouring some into her hand and massaging it into her head.

The delicate scent of honey began to linger on Celia's nose as she rubbed in the shampoo on her dead and gently down the rest of her body. Running her hands down her body, you would be able to tell just from the touch that the leopardess had a gorgeous figure. She sighed in relaxation, lathering while the water fell over her body, her hands sliding down slowly, following the water.

As she closed her eyes, Celia drank in the dark foggy atmosphere in the shower, the blackness closing her eyes caused soon being filled with the heat of steam and warm water rolling down her. In this darkness she could only hear her own breathing, her senses tranquil and sensitive. As she pulled her hands down her body, she felt an odd, pleasant pressure on her hands, as if someone had placed their hands on hers and was guiding them over her contours.

She thought to herself quietly, enjoying the warm water on her body, hands wandering around her hips. She sighed, feeling this presence, this pressure guiding her hands down her hips and to her inner thighs. She clenched her eyes for a second as her hands framed her pussy, one hand lingering on her hip while the her other hand was guided to gently touch her slit. She let out a heavy sigh, accepting the feeling as her hand bean to rub carefully between her legs, moving between her lips and running over her clit, making her wince a little bit.

"Sensitive today..." she thought softly as her hand began to have its way with her body, shifting her attention to its actions as her body responded uncommonly quickly to the stimulation. This movement, half her own doing and half something else, ushered in a deep urge in Celia that she soon found she could not shake. She rubbed her legs together for a moment, becoming just that much hornier in the shower.

"Something missing..." she thought to herself perplexed, feeling as if the rubbing was not enough. She did not stop though, adopting this feeling on her hand on her own and rubbing her slit a little more intensely. She had a feeling it was futile but she could not help it, pushing a finger into her pussy to try and scratch the itch she was accepting. She moaned futilely in the shower as she worked, the stem in the shower pouring out despite her. If she could not get off, she would still do what she could in the warm steam of that shower as it rolled over the shower door.

Steam rolled similarly over a shower elsewhere, the condensation frosting the glass of the shower door before a figure pulled it open, Kyle stepping out of the shower in his hotel room. He used his hand to toss his mane to one side of his neck, subsequently grabbing the towel hanging on the bar by the shower before pulling the white cloth over his head and rubbing vigorously. Kyle huffed as he walked into his hotel room, rubbing the towel down his chest and stomach, sunshine from the lowering sun glancing of the clean sheen of his fur. He reached down the towel, carefully drying his member with the cloth, the black skin contrasting with the white cloth and fur.

After pulling the towel down his legs, he tossed the towel onto the bed, standing in the buff as he stretched his hands up to the ceiling with a grunt. He lowered his hands, scanning the floor before finding his open duffel bag. Kyle reached in fishing out some fresh boxers with a subdued check pattern, dark jeans, and a white v-neck. He stepped into the boxers and quickly pulled them up his legs, letting the elastic snap into place just above his hips. The horse did the same with his jeans, tugging them up his legs and quickly buttoning them as he was so accustomed to doing. He rolled his shirt strategically before pulling it down over his head, fitting his arms through the holes before petting his hair to the side again, afraid the shirt had messed it up. He pulled hands down his torso to straighten any wrinkles on the tight shirt and down his hips. "Oh wait..." He said too himself as he pulled his hands back up and patted his pockets, felling them totally empty. "Hmm where did those go..." he glanced around, finding his athletic shorts of earlier in the day wadded up near the bathroom. He walked back toward the bathroom, quickly bending down and dunking his hands into the pockets and pulling out his key card.

"Last thing I want to do is forget my..." he paused as he pulled out not one key card, but two. "Key..." he said a little perplexed. "Why do I have two cards?" he thought to himself, flipping the cards in his hands before remembering earlier this morning, "Oh yeah, that was after I almost ran into that woman... I guess someone else had dropped this earlier."

He turned over one card, glancing over some sort of ID number on the back of it, the name of the hotel printed on the front. He looked at the other card quickly to find a different ID number. "Fuck, which one is mine..." he said, flipping over the cards for some sort of information. He rolled his eyes and walked towards the room door. "I can't believe I just up and grabbed someone's key. Someone could be locked out of their room and it would be my fault..." he huffed at himself in annoyance, not even putting on shoes as he opened the door to his room, swinging it open and stepping out of the room only to close the door behind him.

As he walked out he made eye contact with a housekeeper. The fox smiled warmly as she keyed into one of the rooms adjacent to Kyle's. He gave a friendly but hurried smile before turned back to his door quickly and put one of the cards in his hand, reaching out and swiping it through the card reader. A green light blinked and after Kyle tugged on the handle, the door opened quickly and without incident. He nodded and shoved his room key into his right pocket. "Let's just make sure..."he said as he pulled out the other card, grasping it in his right hand and swiping it through the key reader, only for it to blink a red light and deny him entry. He looked down, making sure he had swiped the magnetic part of the card. After seeing the magnetic strip printed on the inside of the card, it became clear it plainly wasn't going to work.

"Well at least I know which is mine... now I just have to get this back to whomever it belongs to... how am I going to do that?" He took a quick breath and thought, shifting his weight onto one of his legs, feeling a little sore from earlier this morning. His ear twitched as a door next to him was closed. He turned to find the fox housekeeper coming back out of the room next to his, closing the door as she grasped the handles on her cleaning cart. Kyle got an idea and walked up to the housekeeper with purpose. "Hi, maybe you can help me. I found a key and I need to get it back to the person who needs it for their room. Can you take it up to the front desk or something for me?" Kyle said rather quickly, holding the card out to the fox.

The housekeeper smiled but looked around a little perplexed and uncomfortable. She began to speak in a heavy accent, "You need room?"

"No no I need to find out who this card belongs to. Can you help me?" Kyle said trying to talk clearly as he could to the woman.

"Yes yes, card." She said, reaching out and grabbing the card from Kyle's hand.

The horse smiled with a bit of renewed confidence, "Yeah, I need to get that card to owner." The housekeeper nodded and read the back of the card carefully. She nodded to herself before grabbing a marker from the cart next to her, clicking off the top and writing something on the back of the key card.

She handed it back to Kyle with a smile, "Here, room." She said quickly and started away with the cart down the hall. Kyle smile turned to a look of confusion as the card was returned to him.

"Um... thank you?" He said, looking on the back of the card, the number 723 scrawled on the plastic. "Did she just..." he said to himself a bit incredulously. Before long he figured out that the housekeeper had mistaken what he had said and seemed to have written the room number the card belonged to onto the bottom of the card. But by the time Kyle looked up to try and catch the housekeeper, she was already gone without a trace.

He sighed a little frustrated, rolling his eyes. "Damn it... I guess I will just have to walk to the front desk." He huffed hoping to find some time to himself in his room before he would meet the leopardess at the bar later tonight. He turned to his left, walking over to the elevator on the other side of the hall, staring down the hallway with an empty gaze, mind elsewhere recalling the sort of dream he had had while running earlier. He sighed, closing his eyes for a second, reaching down a hand and pushing his slightly aroused member to a different side of his pants. He looked up as he removed his hand. Approaching the elevator he saw a yellow sign in front of the elevator. As he got closer, Kyle came to see the sign was a notice that the elevator was on the fritz. He groaned a bit and leaned his hand onto the elevator doors.

"Can nothing work out today? Like seriously..." the horse said incredulously as he stood there for a moment. With a glance he saw the number on the back of the keycard in his hand. He supposed that, judging by the number, the room the card belonged to was on the seventh floor and was about on the same place on the floor as his room.

"That is the floor right above here." He thought to himself, looking at the card and flipping it in his hand for a moment. "Fuck it. I might as well just take it up there myself. Will probably save some time" He said, resolved as he stuffed the card in his pocket and walked to the door adjacent to the elevator, opening it to find a staircase. His feet made light sounds in the echoing room as he walked up, hand sliding up the railing.

Meanwhile, Celia groaned in the shower, pulling her fingers from her sex with a sigh, her desires left still unsatisfied. "Just can't do this myself right now..." She sighed, having used this long shower to try and fulfill this new biting urge, to no avail. She turned her face to the water and ran her hands over her body once more, rinsing her fur one more time before reaching down and turning the faucet off.

The sound of water falling was soon replaced by water funneling down the drain as she stepped out of the shower, water pooling on and wetting the mat outside the shower as the leopardess reached for the nearby towel. She quickly grabbed the towel and pulled it to her body, the air cold despite the steam in the room.

She leaned over and dried up her legs before opening the bathroom door and stepping out into the hotel room. She took a deep breath as the steam in the bathroom dissipated, the cold air conditioning pelting her chest, the only trace of steam left on the bathroom mirror. She moved the towel up her body carefully as she walked back into the bedroom, groaning a bit to herself as her horniness just became all the more present.

Meanwhile, Kyle emerged from the door hiding the staircase, soon trotting down the hall of the seventh floor of the hotel. He glanced at the numbers along the tops of the doors, the odd numbers lined up on his left and even numbers on the right. He turned a corner in the hotel and walked midway down that portion of the hall, head swiveling around looking for the room number he sought. He looked up and slowed to a stop in front of a room door. Kyle reached into his pocket and pulled out the card, looking at the door for a second thinking.

"I guess it would be easiest to just slip it under..." He stooped down by the door extending his arm and then using his finger to flick the card under the door. It slid under easily the door easily along the thin carpet. He stood back up with a smile, turning to go back to his room.

"There... at least now they will have the key back after they get keyed in. And I can just get back to my room for a bit before it is time to go." He smiled, a little satisfied with himself as he reached into his left pocket to pull his card out. He smiled as he trotted down the hallway, cocking his head a little bit as a slightly unsettling feeling came over him. He frowned as he thought and came to a stop in the hallway.

"Wait... I put my card in left pocket... right?" He said to himself, no believing he could be that stupid. He looked down on the card. He flipped over the plastic, the front glinting in the artificial light before Kyle found, in marker, the numbers 723.

He looked up and the ceiling and closed his eyes, quickly starting to groan to himself as he turned around. "Fuck it... I am just going to open the door, grab my card, and forget about these last thirty minutes for as long as I live." He said, walking quickly and purposefully toward the hotel door like he had the wind at his tail. He grasped the knob impatiently and opened the door swiftly.

Celia's ear's perked up as she heard her door open, turning her head towards the sound. "What in the worl-" she muttered before going silent her eyes widening. Her hands quickly pulled up the towel she had still in her hands, covering the view of her chest and upper legs from the figure standing in her doorway. She didn't make a sound though, more startled than frightened as she seemed to recognize the person....

Kyle opened the door, his peripheral vision ignoring Celia as he directed his attention to the key card on the floor, reaching down to pick it up, the mechanism on the door activating to close the door as the horse let go. He smiled as he looked up triumphantly before his smile melted away after noticing the nearly naked fur standing in front of him. His mouth was agape a little bit, and he found himself not really able to move, in shock of his mistake. His terror soon subsided as his mind slowly starting to recognize the leopard before him.

Celia was flushed under her fur, her tail having curled around one of her legs tightly. She kept eye contact with the horse for a moment, her breathing picking up a bit, her body a bit excited by the surprise as her hands clutched the white towel to her body. Her eyes glanced up and down the horse quickly. She was a bit surprised when, despite the surprise, between her legs she still felt that burning held over from the shower; it was almost growing stronger. "Not now... this is ridiculous...." She thought in her head. Kyle was still astounded by his blunder, his blood running hot through his body, his eyes involuntarily scanning the figure in front of him.

Suddenly, at the same time, both of the furs looked up at the same time a split second later. The eye contact remained for a second, Celia finding herself with a cocktail of emotions washing over her. Excitement from the situation quickly bled into a different outlook on the circumstances. She looked down the body of the horse once more, looking back up again, chin ducked a bit to her neck and pupils centered in the top of her eye.

She looked down a bit as she felt the same pressure as in the shower, like someone's hands had placed themselves on her hands. Celia took in a breath and briefly closed her eyes, the presence calming her confused body, Celia finding herself somehow comfortable in this room alone with a relative stranger. As she looked at Kyle, she had a brief epiphany.

Celia thought back to the feeling she had earlier in the shower and even now, this guiding force. Thinking back to the shower now and looking at Kyle, she could only imagine one thing: this horse's hands on hers, pulling them down her body as the water fell over her. She could have sworn he was there in the shower with her: resting his head on her shoulder as he caressed her body, pressing his fingers against her slit. She came to this understanding in only a moment, her mind and body synching, her hands relaxing her grip on the towel in front of her. Her hands slowly revealed her body to the horse, the white fabric of the towel brushed slowly down and over her chest. As she released the towel slowly, Celia felt so right in this room, revealing herself to this horse, giving in to what her body was telling her while the towel fell down her body, revealing her breasts and legs to the horse.

Kyle's eyes widened a little bit as he hesitated for a second, his eyes darting to Celia's chest, admiring the new sight for a moment as his instincts demanded. What he had thought of all day, from the moment he had met this woman, was somehow falling into place as this gorgeous creature stood before him. The key card Kyle had picked up fell to the floor as he released his grip looking up and down Celia's body for a moment. She did not shy away as she was examined, her hands rubbing her thighs a little bit as she stood and looked up at the horse with a shy but inviting demeanor. Kyle's confusion was soon cleared as the situation began to reveal itself. He walked slowly, purposefully toward the leopardess, his gaze moving up to meet hers.

She raised her eyes a little bit as the horse came up close. Kyle got mere inches away from her, stopping for a moment of hesitation before Celia's calm presence eased his concerns, he placing his hands on Celia's sides, gripping carefully as he looked into her eyes, he at least a head taller than the leopardess. She let out a stifled breath a bit as the hands were placed on her side, looking up almost quizzically, not sure what the horse planned to do, but finding herself yearning for Kyle's touch, her hands moving up and holding his hands to her sides.

Kyle bit his tongue a bit before he slid his hands up the white fur of Celia's torso. The soft damp fur brushed over his fingers, her body warm brushing on his hands as they reached and cradled the leopardess' gorgeous tits in his hands, they big enough to just barely fit in the horse's large hands.

She exhaled out excitedly, looking up the horse and biting her lip for a second. He smiled a little bit as he gripped her voluptuous chest, making the feline breath out a quick sigh of desire. She looked up the horse, putty in his hands as her own hands pet the strong forearms of the horse before reaching out carefully and grasping Kyle's thighs and squeezing tightly.

Kyle licked his lips a bit, moving an index finger and thumb over the nipple on a breast, pinching down on the flesh inciting a haughty moan from Celia who squeezed back on the horses hips in return. As her chest was manhandled, Celia reached her paws down to the horse's groin, feeling a hard section of flesh resisting her pressure underneath the denim jeans. The idea of his member made Celia rub her legs together carefully, helping to stimulate the smoldering urge that had blossomed between her legs. Kyle looked down smiling to himself as the feline looked back up at him, her hand still rubbing against the hardening member of the horse.

"Something that you want down there?" Kyle said directly. Celia glanced down shyly at the impression her hand was squeezing. She felt the member pulse in her hand lightly before she bit her lip and simply nodded a slow and shy yes. Kyle needed no more invitation as he released the snow leopard's chest, making her whimper a bit at the abandonment. He reached down to his shirt and quickly rolled it up and off his body, tossing it on the floor while his hands quickly relocated to his belt. He fiddled with the belt quickly while Celia continued to rub carefully along the length of the bulge in the horse's pants, swallowing and looking up at the horse to see a hand moving toward the top of her head, carefully pressuring her to lower her body.

She kneeled down on her knees, letting out an aroused meep out as she was forced down onto her knees, her hands wandering back to the horses hips as Kyle shed his pants, leaving him only in his boxers, his member heavily tenting the underwear. Celia swallowed roughly as her hands rose to the waistband of the boxers, looking up to meet a reassuring look from the horse. She took in a breath as she gripped the boxers, tugging down on them carefully, the tent dipping down for a moment before the large black member tugged back up and bobbed in the air for a moment.

Celia's sex burned with desire between her legs as the musk of Kyle's groin reached her nose. She panted a bit and looked up at the horse with aching. He placed a hand on her head, making her sigh shakily and place her hand on the base of the horse's shaft. "Mm don't be nervous honey. I will treat you right, I promise."

With those words of encouragement and a strong hand on her head, Celia carefully moved her hand up and down the shaft carefully as she reached out her tongue. Her tongue touched the base of the shaft, licking up a little bit before repeating the motion, wetting the very base of the shaft making it twitch in front of the leopardess. She held up the cock a little bit, turning her head and opening her mouth, lips and tongue pressing around the base of the horse's member, kissing it and licking it while her hand began to slowly run up and down the shaft. Kyle murred and gripped a little bit on the leopardess' head, his cock pulsing a little bit at the attention. Celia ran her mouth horizontally like this up and down Kyle's shaft for a moment before pulling her mouth off, saliva dripping down her lips a bit as she moved down, tongue pressing warmly against the horse's large sack.

She gripped his thighs closely as she wetted the horse's balls with her saliva, becoming increasingly familiar with the scent of the horse. Celia was met with murrs of pleasure form Kyle consistently, making her whimper a bit to herself as she pulled one of the large orbs into her mouth, sucking lightly. Her hands pet up and down on the horse's hips while she sucked at his sack, pulling back eventually with a pant, hungrily licking up the shaft and looking up at the horse before pushing the large head of the cock into her mouth. Kyle let out a haughty moan when she took his head into her mouth, squeezing her head as her tongue lashed and ran around the flared head of his cock. "Fuck... you are eager to be sure. I like it." He said as he closed his eyes for a bit, inadvertently pulling her head toward his cock. She winced a little bit as the horse's girth was pushed further into her mouth, her hands squeezing his thighs but allowing the further entry with a murr.

Her tongue flexed on the underside of the horse's cock, bobbing her head slightly around the flesh as it pulsed in her mouth. She kept hold of one of his thighs as her other hand impatiently moved down her own body, pressing a couple of fingers up against her clit. She closed her eyes and continued to make pleasured sounds with the cock in her mouth, her fingers rubbing quickly at her aching pussy. Celia looked up though as she felt Kyle grab her head with both hands, holding it she felt him pull back his cock before shoving it deeper into her mouth.

Celia closed her eyes and moaned loudly around the cock in her mouth, rubbing furiously as her clit, acceptingly letting the horse use her face like a toy, holding her under his control while he bucked in and out of her small mouth. "Mm you like being used don't you kitten? You like being under my hand." Kyle said quickly and lowly. She could only whimper and moan out a sound of agreement before gagging slightly as the cock began to press roughly against the back of her throat.

She tried to take deep breaths and open her mouth as much as she could as the equine shaft dipped shallowly into her throat. She could not handle it for a second though, forcing her to pull back her head quickly, coughing as she gagged on the shaft, pulling the member out of her mouth, thick saliva dripping down the side of her lips. Kyle held her head steady still as she caught her breath, looking up at the horse as she panted. She licked her lips of the saliva and gave Kyle a wanting expression, like a lost puppy. He licked his lips and smiled, pressing the head of his cock back against her lips, she getting another breath before he worked inside her mouth for a second time, dipping back into her throat.

She closed her eyes as tried to let the shaft further into her throat, Kyle pulling back often enough and pushing back in to get her thoroughly acquainted with every inch and every vein of the shaft that entered her mouth. Her pussy was almost dripping wet at this point as she furiously rubbed her clit, otherwise focusing only on breathing as she felt a the horse's shaft pull in and out of her throat, fillign the hotel room with loud wet noises.

Suddenly Kyle reared back his hips, pulling his cock out from the feline's mouth, she gathering a breath as the cock left her mouth, strings of thickened saliva connecting her lips with the head of the cock. Kyle held her head and pointed her face up to look at him. Celia's mouth was open and dripping saliva, her panting a bit and awaiting the horse's actions eagerly, pulling her fingers away from her pussy, ready to oblige to his wishes. Kyle tugged on her head fur and smirked and gave her a few careful smacks on her face.

She moaned at the treatment, closing her eyes tightly as he face was slapped a few times. "Mm you want to be my little slut tonight kitten?" Kyle said tauntingly. She panted and moaned in response," Yes please... anything..." she panted in between moans. "I am yours," she said making the horse grin widely. "Stand up honey," he commanded quickly and released her head. She stood up slowly, her legs a little shaky, she obliging to the horse's demands. He quickly pushed her over onto the bed, Celia falling onto the sundress Celia had discarded earlier. She fell on all fours, landing with a small gasp followed by quick pants as he aching pussy was presented to the stallion. The equine let out a stifled sigh as he got a glimpse of her ass, her pussy wet and aching with her tail arched up over her rear.

He moved up to Celia's behind, placing his hand roughly on her the cheeks of her ass, squeezing them tightly, digging in his nails. She moaned out shakily as she was man handled, the cool hotel air brushing past her burning pussy. Kyle pulled apart that ass, getting a perfect glimpse of the feline pussy and asshole, licking his lips before pulling back his hand and smacking across the large rump, making it shake a little before coming back to a rest.

Celia moaned in desperation at the smack while the horse's hand pulled back to smack again. The feline dug her face into the sheets, claws gripping at the bed tightly as she was handled so roughly. The feline's legs shook a little bit while she clenched her knees, pushed her ass as high up as she could from the position, her tail curling up Kyle's thigh. He held a hand on the feline's ass, pulling apart one of the cheeks, he grasping his member as it bobbed, shaft still slathered with saliva. He pushed his dick underneath the feline's warm pussy and between Celia's legs, making her pant hotly and try to press her groin down on the shaft.

Kyle grasped the base of Celia's tail, making her eep a bit as he tugged her ass back up, pulling his hips back carefully before guiding his head to prod carefully against Celia's pussy. She groaned and tilted her head up stretching her neck up as the wide head of the horse's member carefully pushed forward, the tight pussy slowly surrounding the head as Kyle felt the hot confines of the feline start to surround him.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck." She whined repeatedly while Kyle pushed his hips forward, pushing deeper into the panting fur beneath him, member pulsing as it pushed further into the feline. He grabbed hold of her rump firmly now, pulling it apart as he pulled back his hips and shoved them back forward. Celia's toes curled as she moaned out," Fuck me honey. I am yours to-" Her body tensed up and she was interrupted as Kyle began to steadily and swiftly thrust in and out of the feline.

Celia breathed heavily, feeling the contours of the equine shaft push in and out of her body, her hips pushing back against the thrusts by instinct out of her control. Kyle began to pant as well, grabbing hold of the tail of his counterpart and giving her ass intermittent smacks as he shoved in and out. His shaft was slickened by her tight wet pussy, the sounds of smacks and moans filling the room along with the distinct smell of sex. This continued for minutes, the intensity of the room growing with each rough thrust from Kyle's hips. Celia was like putty in his hands, letting him roughly handle her body, much to her delight as she moaned and groaned.

While thrusting, Kyle's hand continued to hold onto the large tail of the feline, he licking his lips as his thumb rested to the side of Celia's tailhole. He grinded his cock into her body, running on the underside of her sex, the flare of his cock tugging back on her insides as he pulled back.

As he felt more and more in control, he inched his thumb to Celia's tailhole, rubbing around the rim carefully. Celia shivered at the feeling and groaned in delight. "Anything you want..." She groaned before collapsing back onto the bed in a panting mess of pleasure. He licked his lips, stopping his thrusts and pulling his rock hard shaft from the feline. She winced as the cock pulled out of her tight snatch which had since accommodated to the horse's girth. He did not let her rest for long though as his hands tugged apart the cheeks of her ass.

He bit his lip for a second as he moved his hips and pointed the tip of his cock beneath the felines tail. With careful force he pressed the head of his ebony member into the quivering pucker, Celia almost choking on her breath as she clawed holes into the bed sheets.

Her breath came in stifled spurts, not able to hold onto much air as Kyle's girthy member pushed its way into her tailhole. As he pushed in, her arms buckled and she collapsed once again into the bed, unable to speak. Even tighter than her pussy, Kyle started to pant faster as the warm tightness of the ass began surrounded his flesh, carefully working into his partner as her rim quivered around his shaft. After taking in his wide flared head and be began to push in carefully, holding her ass steady so he could push in without hurting either of them, he snuggly shoved his entire cock into the feline, she finally letting out a long shaky breath as the equine's heavy sack pressed flush to her body.

Kyle pulled his hands up a bit, grabbing hold of the feline's significant rear, pulling back and then forcefully shoving back into the cat. She panted violently, paws continuing to grip tight to the bed as Kyle began to thrust faster and faster, his hips clapping against her ass in no time. His chest began to heave up and down as the pleasure started to overwhelm him. He pushed his body over the feline, putting a hand firmly on the bed as the other hand reached out, gripping Celia's head fur, tugging her head up and renewing her moans as the horse's dominance amplified.

His hips worked like a machine, clapping in and out of the exhausted feline, she managing to reach back a hand to her pussy, pressing fingers against her slit, rubbing for only a moment before all the rough pleasure sent her over the edge. Her body clenched as she moaned all the louder, rubbing furiously at her pussy as the horse continued to ravage her ass, her visceral moans making him bite his lip and his sack tug up close to his body. He let out a couple of hard thrusts before lurching his hips forward, hilting in the feline one more time, groaning loudly as cum pumped up his shaft, pulsing against the underside of the leopardess' insides and pressing his balls up flush to her ass. His cock pulsed as cum pumped up his shaft, groaning and giving small bucks with each release of cum as it slathered the walls of the tight ass. Celia's orgasm continued longer as the cum seemed to pour into her body.

Celia panted as her hand dropped from her pussy, her orgasm long and hard much like the shaft that still hilted in her body. Kyle caught his breath a bit quicker as he rubbed the leopardess' flushed rump, carefully and slowly pulling his member out from her ass, the rim contouring around his shaft before he finally emerged, a small drip of cum sliding down Celia's leg.

Celia groaned in exhaustion as she collapsed on the bed. As she panted Kyle carefully moved himself on her, laying on top of her, his cum slathered cock resting by her thigh as he reached a hand to pet her side. Celia sighed in satisfaction feeling the strong hands of the horse petting her sides, the pressure on her body making her feel safe and comfortable. Kyle kissed at her cheek before he closed his eyes and laid down, resting with Celia in the cool hotel room as the clock in the room read eight o' clock.

Thanks for reading, I really appreciate it. Comments and all are appreciated just as much as well just as a friendly reminder. Feel free to tell me what you liked or even something that might be cool in the future. Got a new idea for a story today that I might end up writing at some point. But for my track record who knows. Thanks again for reading.