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“Finally! A country where I don’t have to learn the language!” Kaylee rolled back her shoulders, letting out a soft chuckle at her own half-joke as she tucked her travel itinerary and passport back into her rucksack and exchange it for a map instead. She spread it out for a second, skimming her eyes down the squiggling streets before she shrugged and tucked it back away.

She turned her head, momentarily checking her reflection in a window. Her indigo hair had grown out, looser and wilder around her face. Wisps of other colors snuck out in glimpses within the purple, a glimpse of silver across her forehead, a kiss of brilliant, ocean blue on one tip. The hair was half-braided, spilling out from the weaves of hair with wispy, adventurous strands that fell around her face. Slung on the back of her head, a bit crooked and slouchy against one half was a loose knit beanie in a dusty brown shade, which matched to her actually dusty brown boots with the heel worn down to a nearly flat nub. As she walked, she jangled slightly from the mixture of a line of earrings down each ear, each one different and unpaired to the opposite ear. She’d bought one charm in each country on her plan, right now she had two remaining: one for London and the last for Scotland. The charms ranged from small carved figures to bare stones set onto backings with the earthy shape uncut or tamed. Around her neck, hanging in layers she wore a long key on a necklace, the key to her old flat back home that she’d left.

Her fingertips kissed to the worn metal, her reminder not to get lost traveling the world. Then, on a second chain slightly higher, she wore a metal paper airplane; it was reminder against being too serious or forgetting to keep soaring forward. Tight to her neck, she wore a choker: an entire band of tiny, flattened metal discs that jingled and clicked together whenever she moved. The gold tone of it glittered against the backdrop of otherwise silvery white fur on the leopardess. A pair of dark denim shorts clung to her toned ass and melded up the small curves to high on her waist and cut off with a jagged hem high on her thighs, revealing a peeking corner of the white pockets inside. Beneath, she wore a thin pair of black tights that clung to her toned, slender legs. Her tank top was loose, a pale shade of violet that matched her bright, purple eyes. It buttoned up the center and chopped off just slightly above the top of her high-waisted shorts to reveal the thinnest sliver of her bare stomach beneath. Over that layer, she wore a tight-armed blue cardigan the covered her arms and slouched off her shoulders currently as she took in the site of the London street.

She’d just arrived an hour before, landing in the United Kingdom and instantly taking to the streets to just wander around, trying to make the most of her day-long layover before flying to Scotland. One earbud dangled from her ear, pumping in a stream of idle acoustics as her eyes skimmed around the sky and shop windows. Faintly, her stomach grumbled.

“Mmm, I agree. Food it is-” She turned, picking out one of the many cafés she’d spotted and wandering inside. Once her stomach had been filled with warmth of cream tea and fresh scones, Kaylee took to the streets once more, now with a dreamy sense of post-hunger haze surrounding her as she peeked at the café’s front outdoor seating, watching the people and just taking in the entire landscape of the stoned streets. A deer and kitten couple sharing a crumbling, jam-smeared piece of toast with the kitten playfully licking the butter from the edges and the deer nudging her away with a stubbly antler, a badger wiping up tea from his trousers with a toothy scowl, and a blonde human, languidly flicking through a magazine and sipping coffee from a small mug that balanced hugged within her slender fingertips.

Kaylee passed on, but suddenly hesitated. She doubled back to look at the woman again. She had sleek, blonde hair that settled around the natural shape of her faintly angular chin. Her lips were juicy, pouty while her eyes had a natural, sultry darkness rimming around the edge of her lashes. She looked to be in her mid-thirties; older than the leopardess herself, but still looking as if she was in the prime of her life. Kaylee hesitated a moment, staring for a second.

“Is that... who I think that is?” she whispered to herself in a hiss, suddenly fishing into her back pockets frantically for her cell phone before her paw pads fell to the screen, typing rapidly into Google. The name came to memory without hesitation, flying into the search bar before Kaylee paused, waiting for the images to load and reveal if it was a trick of the mind or if she could really be looking at the real deal.

The screen flickered to life with the new screen loading small clips of all the picture options. Kaylee skimmed her eyes down, zooming into the face before she gasped. “It IS her!”

Starting to pace idly in front of the brick wall she stood by, Kaylee looked down at her feet. “Should I go say hello? Is that weird? I mean, I want to. I’m sure she- Oh! I don’t know! Should I?” She started to fidget, rolling the key pendant on her neck around in her fingers while her ears twitched anxiously, jostling all the charms lining down them.

“You know what? I’m going to! What’s the point of flying around the world if I can’t grow a pair when I see a cool opportunity!?” She sucked in a breath, giving her head a bit of a shake. She rolled back her shoulders, trying to loosen everything that felt so tense.

“Gah! You’re never this nervous with girls, get it together!” she muttered beneath her breath, starting over towards the woman’s table; but she couldn’t shake the tension now. Her heart was pounding, throwing itself into the cage of her ribs over and over with its pounding thud, thud, thud.

She stepped up beside the small café table, looking down to the woman from above for a moment. Her breath hitched in her throat, peering down into the deep crease of the older woman’s full chest. Kaylee fidgeted, rubbing her fingers together as she shifted from foot to foot on the balls of her feet. “Huh-hello!” she blurted, flushing a soft pink. “I’m so sorry if I’m bothering you, but-” she hesitated, feeling a sudden flutter from within her gut. “Are you Hope Moone?”

The human smiled, curling her lips up at the corners as her full bottom lip curled faintly into a cheerful grin. “Yes. Hello, sweetie. You’re not a bother at all-”

Kaylee felt a sudden rush of relief and her knees wobbled slightly. “Wow...” Her mouth dropped open, slightly lax while internally she was gushing! “Oh my Lord! Hope Moone! Star from HeavenlyHope.com! God, I never thought I’d meet her! Especially not after the site went down! God! What do I say! Probably something! I probably look nuts right now!”

“I-I’m sure you get bothered by fans all the time! I don’t want to interrupt your breakfast-” she sucked in a breath, cutting off as Hope waved out a hand gently.

“Honey bear, breathe. It’s not a bother at all! Sit, sit.” She leaned back in her chair, pushing the one opposite of her out for Kaylee to take. Kaylee snatched at the chair’s back, yanking it back to sit on its edge.

“I’m a huge fan of your work. I-I’ve been watching you-” She flushed slightly, unsure about blurting out that she’d been cyber-stalking a pornstar for years; but she pushed forward. “I’ve been watching you since 2004, right when my family got internet! That’s also when I realized my own sexuality- though my parents were raging Christians, I didn’t dare speak a word.” She took in a long breath, wavering nervously again, but Hope gave her a soothing smile and nodded for her to continue. “I-I didn’t tell them, not till the end of high school- and that ruined everything... Even now” she sighed, breath wobbling before she swallowed. “But, watching you- even if it might seem a bit strange- you always seemed so content and carefree even if you were having sex with girls. I mean, I grew up hearing that such a pairing, girl on girl or human on fur was blasphemous, terrible, but... if you could do it and look so happy then perhaps the world was lying.”

She blushed, feeling the heat spread down onto her throat. “The first video I ever saw on your site was actually you with a snow leopardess, just like me, and watching that I knew that it was women for me for life.” She looked down, hair falling into her face before she brushed it back. “I know that probably wasn’t your point... to be an activist for us or anything, but to me you really were.”

“Sweetie, you’re very right-” Hope smiled graciously as she laid down her folded newspaper. “It was never my goal. I just made videos and money, but if I was able to have such an effect on you, that warms my heart!” She sipped her coffee. “Honestly, it has made my morning to receive such a kind, genuine compliment that isn’t just some perversion.”

Kaylee chuckled, “I can only imagine. I’ve never made even a flirtatious snapshot and I get cat calls on the streets. I’m sure you just get pestered constantly-”

“Oh baby! You’re so fine! Wanna make a video with me?” Hope quoted, rolling her eyes. “People like to confuse my job with my life. “You’d be shocked how many people have actually honka-honka’d me in public!”

Kaylee’s eyes dropped, momentarily swimming down the shadowed crease of Hope’s full 32G breasts before she flushed a deep shade. “I-I’d punch someone!” she laughed, embarrassed and flustered still.

“Oh honey, I’ve wacked many a skull!” They chuckled.

“Listen,” Hope crooned, smiling across at the leopardess. “You’ve been such a dear. Why don’t you come by my flat for dinner tonight?”

“W-what?!” Kaylee’s eyes popped wide open. She felt her heart rattle in her chest, flabbergasted at this invitation. She’d been utterly amazed to even say hello to her hero, but now to spend an evening talking to her!? She couldn’t believe it!

“I-I-Really?”

“Of course! I’d love to welcome you to the city and I’m sure that you probably have tons of questions to ask-” she chuckled, smiling. “Just pop by here-” she bent over, scribbling down with a pen her address “-around eight. I’ve got to run now, but I’ll see you then~” She stood up, revealing the rest of her curving frame before she sashayed away, leaving Kaylee sitting utterly shocked at the entire exchange she just had. Kaylee watched her wander into the fringe of her vision, eyeing the shape of her form as it was outlined by the bright light of the mid-morning time.

“Wow... I thought seeing the city of London would be the most exciting part of this stop, but now I just can’t wait to get to the evening!” Kaylee muttered to herself, looking down at the coffee cup opposite her, as though trying to cement that it actually happened.

******

Evening came quickly. Kaylee had spent the day sight-seeing, but as soon as she stood outside the front door to Hope’s flat she forgot all of that. She’d changed, shifting into a dress instead of her usual shorts and tights. It was all lacey and white, spilling around her frame. It had a loose neckline that poured towards her cleavage and cut open on her shoulders, revealing the smooth fur beneath. The pale shade of layered lace and frills let the colors of her hair and eyes stand out, highlighting the bright purple shades. She wore the same tan boots as before, but now the smooth fur of her legs showing with its speckling dots. She held a bottle of wine between her hands, cradling it nervously as she rapped at the wooden door.

The door swung open instantly after her knock, revealing Hope standing behind. The human had changed as well to fit the evening’s dinner into a blue dress in a deep, metallic shade that complimented her blue eyes and the sleek golden sheen of her long blonde hair. The neckline was a deep v-shape revealing a long crease of cleavage with no bra beneath. Her lips were gleaming with a nude gloss that only highlighted how full and plump they were. “Hello, dear~” she greeted, voice smooth and sweet, like honey in how slow it rolled off her tongue. She did everything with a slow, languid pace like she had all the time in the world. It made her look just beckoning and calm. Kaylee gulped, feeling her heart start pounding in her chest again: thump, thump, thump, thump-

Hope hadn’t worn a bra, putting all the pressure on her dress to contain her heavy, ample chest. Kaylee could, ever so faintly, see the dot of the older woman’s broad nipple beneath the fabric, perking up with the night chill seeping through the opened door as the leopardess moved inside.

“God,” Kaylee thought to herself, “she looks as amazing as she did on that computer screen-” she gulped. She’d always thought that it was effects, smoothing, editing or something that made the woman’s chest look just so... full. There was so much to the soft mounds of her breasts, and Kaylee had long wanted to just scoop them up, feel their true heft herself in her palm. She pinched her wrist, “Don’t stare!”

Hope didn’t notice the staring- or she just let it by- instead she just waved Kaylee inside. “Come in, dear. Come in. Thank you so much for this wine, it’ll pair lovely with supper.” Kaylee stepped into the threshold, taking a moment to glance around the room. Most of the room was decorated in pale shades of white and faded pink. The flooring was a soft shade of wood with a massive shaggy rug laid out in the center of the room. The couch was a deep burgundy shade, but was draped over with a variety of white furs and furry blankets. A simple, glossy white table housed an array of candles, some fat and squat in a deep shade of rose and others taller and slender. A huge bay window pushed out centered in the room with a white pot of flowers in the middle of the room. A TV was centered in front of the couch with the faint glow of more candles lining up beneath it. The entire room was warm, soft, inviting much like the curvy woman herself.

“Your place is so nice!” Kaylee complimented, looking to the human woman with a smile. She breathed in, catching the scent of dinner from the kitchen, the spices swirling around her nose. “Mmm... is the dinner already?”

“Oh yes! I thought I’d have it just ready when you got here in case you were starving after a day of adventuring!” Hope clapped her hands, leading the way into the tight, cozy kitchen and plucking up the serving bowl of pasta. Music wafted out, melodic in the distance as the two women made their way to the circular dining table draped with a soft pink tablecloth and a single candle stick in the center, flickering softly. “Tell me what you saw of London?”

Kaylee told her, running through her day. Hope interjected, asking questions and laughing with her over her stories. They touched on some of Kaylee’s other travels, but finally, the wine bottle came uncorked and conversation veered back towards Hope.

“So, I’m sure you’ve had a bundle of questions for years!” Hope leaned onto the table, swirling up some pasta onto her fork and winking across at the leopardess.

Kaylee flushed, feeling heat rush beneath her fur towards the tips of her ears. “W-well, yes...”

“Well, go ahead and shoot!” Hope urged, flashing the girl a warm smile. “I’d love to know what you’ve wondered and qualm your curiosity a bit!” Kaylee looked back at the smiling woman. Her eyes washed over the woman’s face. She had such full, wide lips that were glistening and shining with a natural glossiness. Her hair was a warm golden blonde that captured all the light from the window as the moon took over for the sun outside.

“I’ve always wondered if there was a particular person or scene you did that was your favorite?” Kaylee blurted, instantly flushing a bit warmer beneath her fur as she eagerly waited for a reply.

“Well, it’d be hard to actually pick a favorite per se, but one of the most vivid memories I have was this night with a cheetah. She was on an absolute hair trigger- constantly! We did a multiple orgasm scene with very light bondage just on the wrists and a whole spread of vibrators! It was such fun! She must have came more than a dozen times. When we finished, she was shivering like mad and she was starving!” Hope laughed, reaching across the table and lightly touching Kaylee’s hand. “You know what we did as soon as those cameras stopped rolling?”

Kaylee shook her head, lips curled up into a huge, giggling laugh. “What was it?”

“We ordered a giant pizza from Domino’s and ate it right there on the bed!” She laughed again, her voice throaty and full. “It was so fun. We were both so drained! That pizza might have been the best thing I ever ate!”

She let out a playful purr from low in her throat before she waved a hand at Kaylee. “Give me another! What else?”

Kaylee thought for a beat, “Favorite position?”

Hope’s lips pouted. “Couldn’t pick one! Too many options!” She threw her hands up, shrugging. “Lesbians can do it any way, can we not?”

“So true!” Kaylee rolled her eyes, chuckling as Hope passed another warm roll across the table to the leopardess. As Kaylee ripped into it, looking across the table to see her long-time idol, she almost couldn’t believe it.

“You know, this is really crazy. I never thought I’d be able to just sit and talk to you like this-” Kaylee admitted. She flushed a warm glow beneath her fur, making her entire body prickle with warmth and heat. Though they were just talking, Kaylee felt the heat spread to more than just the flush on her cheeks. She felt it sinking low on her groin, warming her lower lips as she felt the first dotting of wetness along her slit. As they left the table, the pasta dish utterly emptied and their wine glasses half full, Hope sat beside Kaylee on the couch.

“So, tell me about your journey around the world, missy” Hope urged, waving her hand around in rolling circle.

“O-Oh!” Kaylee chuckled to herself, suddenly shaken by the idea of talking about herself! “Gosh! Tell Hope about me!” she thought, stomach giving a small flutter at the concept before she gave a nervous cough. “Well, I’ve traveled to... a few different places-” she reached up, grabbing along the rim of her ear to trace the set of charms there. “Uh, each one of these is one of the places...”

“So far, I’ve been to China, that’s where I started-” she reached up and pointed to the first charm on her right ear; a small red and gold fish with its tail curved up in an arching motion. “The fish is a symbol of success, joy, or good fortune. I thought, as my first charm, I needed some good luck going into this big, long adventure of mine.”

“Oh wow!” Hope cooed with awe. “Tell me the rest!”

Kaylee flushed, bowing her head down with a bit of a nod. She shifted her finger to the opposite ear, where a small black and white squared charm hung over the edge of her ear just slightly. “This is from Africa, it’s a cow bone pendant that was cut and then painted in a batik technique. I purchased it after I made it into the western part of the continent, handmade by a young man I met there who told me his entire family’s history. I made a mini documentary of his many stories, it was a wonderful experience...” She smiled, encouraged by Hope’s obvious interest shown in her glowing, attentive gaze. The woman had lounged back into the couch further, relaxing into the soft cushion and leaning towards Kaylee as she spoke.

“The next is Russia... It’s a charm mimicking the Russian Fabergé.” She touched her finger to the small egg-shaped charm that dangled slightly from the piercing point, painted in gold and then decorated in silver whorls and leaf shapes each filled in with a glassy red. “Fabergé eggs are, obviously, very expensive. The true originals were made by Peter Carl Fabergé back in the late 1800- early 1900s. Some were given by Russian tsars to their wives and mothers on Easter. About 50 were originally made, but only 43 have survived. After the Russian Revolution, the Fabergé family left, but they sold the name and they still produce egg-themed items...” Kaylee suddenly trailed off. “Gosh, I have been rambling!”

“No, no! This is fascinating!”

“Well, I did a short episode for a history channel on the original house. I interviewed a bunch of the current owners of eggs, visited their historic locales... but what I really enjoyed in Russia was my civilian interviews. One of the ways I connected with them was telling them about my first article since it was history from within their own country, and one family I stayed with for a long time because of some terrible weather... I helped them all learn some English and in return, the mother gifted me this old pendant of hers-” Kaylee paused, touching her fingertip to the loose charm. “It was a beautiful gift from a family so poor, I’ll cherish it.”

“Honey, that’s so beautiful. Do they all have such stories?” Hope asked, eyeing the girl’s bedazzled ears.

“Most. I mean, I’m a story hunter, after all.”

“A story hunter. Yes... Tell me more of these,” Hope smiled, resting her hand onto the leopardess exposed knee with a gentle rub.

“Next up is Greece!” Kaylee chuckled, touching her finger to the small disc-shaped pendant featuring a man’s profile across it’s face. “This is the Greek God Hermes the Messenger. I did a lot of personal interviews, and sometimes people were confused why I wanted to talk to them, why them, why not someone more fun. I always told them that I didn’t do this for fun, but because I had to share their stories like Hermes the Messenger, I was a messenger. So, when I left I knew I couldn’t forget being Hermes for my stay.” She chuckled. “I actually worked with a local journaling firm there and my desk tag said ‘Hermes’ and I don’t think my boss ever knew my real name-”

“Beautiful!” Hope started to rub her fingers higher, stroking along the length of the girl’s thigh. “Please, keep going. I couldn’t bear the curiosity of not knowing.”

Kaylee chuckled, feeling another flutter of nerves in her gut again, but she shifted to the next charm, a small and upside down triangle shape. “This is an ancient Latvian symbol. It’s the Sign of the Mara. In Latvia I did a massive piece that ended up being a magazine spread on women in Latvia. But, all these women, while I was writing for them constantly worried about me. They told me I had to be careful in this big world traveling alone and told me about Mara who is said to be the defender of women. So, when I left, I took a little reminder that I was being taken care of with me.”

Hope whistled, shaking her head with a smile. “Gorgeous. This is so fascinating.” Her fingertips were so light. The skin of her bare flesh felt so silken petting against the fur of Kaylee’s legs. Idly, Hope traced Kaylee’s leopard spots with her nail.

“Okay. This next one is good!” Kaylee reached touch, lightly returning Hope’s touch with a passing caress of her own up the woman’s wrist. “I was in Finland. Their national animal is the brown bear and I had about three days left before I flew out. I’d done my important stories, my exposés, whatever it was. I did plenty, but I had three days! So I decided I’d make this foolish mock-umentary pretending to be a nature guru who was going to observe some brown bears.” As she spoke, her ears twitched, jangling and wiggling the little bear charm that she pointed to. “I headed out, all bundled and talking into my camera like some regular Discovery Channel dude and then, all of a sudden, I actually saw a brown bear. I caught it on film, this moment where I’m playing around, barely containing a smile, and then just bam all the color drains from my face-”

“Ah hahah!” Hope laughed, smacking lightly at Kaylee’s thighs. “Oh, you’ll never forget that, charm or not!”

“Sure won’t.” Kaylee flashed Hope a grin, chuckling. She reached up, pressing her breasts into Kaylee’s arm so she could lightly touch to the small, miniature chessboard charm that was the next down the alternating list. “What’s this one?”

“A-ha... ha..” Kaylee breathed, struggling to totally recover from feeling the soft, satin-y hug of the woman’s massive breasts pressing around her arm, sandwiching her within that soft flesh. “Croatia has this big thing about chessboards- they didn’t invent chess- but there’s a legend that their king was captured by a Venetian and escaped by a challenge to a game of chess. After three wins, the King was freed. The real reason isn’t known, but that legend is good enough for me! The chessboard for me became the best interviewing tactic. I just asked people to play a game on a travel board I had, talked while we played. I made a documentary and article series about it called “Killing Off My Kings with Chess,” which was funny since chess supposedly saved the king.” She paused a second, rolling her eyes. “I don’t think I won a single game I played, though!”

“Authentic then, right?” Hope asked, her lips curling up with a playful twinkle catching in her eyes.

“Is she flirting?” Kaylee thought to herself, feeling her heart start to race, but she shook it off. “Y-yeah, just being real! Shall I tell you about the infamous Portugal filigree of the Viana Heart?” She touched the charm, an elaborate shape of a heart topped with two additional hearts on top and filled in with intricate swirls. “I bought this within the hour of arrival.” She watched Hope’s face, catching her brow raise right on queue. “The only reason was that I didn’t have Portugal on my itinerary, but then I read an article about the meaning of this pendant shape and I decided I had to go find out something too.”

“The meaning was that the heart, the main part, is the center of life and the source of all the best things: love, brotherhood, charity... These later were the qualities of saints who were shown often with their hearts out of their chests and flaming to show the warmth and strength of the love from their hearts. This cult, Sacred Heart of Jesus, brought this symbolism to Portugal in the 18th century and that’s where it came from. I thought that was beautiful, a love so strong it flames...”

“That’s beautiful...” Hope let out a long sigh. She stared at Kaylee for a long minute, long enough that the leopardess didn’t continue talking but just looked back at her. Kaylee’s bright violet eyes stared into Hope’s bright blues, waiting for something to break this sudden connection. Instead though, the woman suddenly reached out, pulling Kaylee’s face to her own and kissing her fiercely.

The human’s lips were so soft, contrasting to the soft fuzz of Kaylee’s muzzle as they locked their lips together. The kiss stretched on, long enough that when they broke, Kaylee let out a pant. “W-what was that for?”

“Honey, I’ve know that I’d wanted to have sex with you from the moment you talked to me earlier, but that beautiful story... In fact, ALL your beautiful stories just caught me in the moment! I couldn’t wait!” Kaylee blushed, watching as Hope started to rub through her long, purple hair freed from any braid now. “I’m sure women all over the world have told you the same-”

Kaylee chuckled. “I’ve seen a variety, yes...”

“Do tell me of all these women. Any particular place I should be going for the best fuck of my life?’ Hope asked, smirking.

“Don’t move a muscle for that-” Kaylee shot back, eyes going wide as soon as she heard it drop from her mouth.

“Oh, I can just tell that you got plenty of tail on your way around.” Hope laughed, affectionately poking the girl’s nose as though she was scolding her.

“I did, I did. I admit...” Kaylee rolled her eyes, shrugging. “It was a lot of fun. Greece honestly had a huge pocket of lesbians. Maybe it was my luck or something, but I got some of the best oral of my life there-” she chuckled again, “But ya know, they are all fun for the night, like getting dinner or seeing a good piece of art; but just a good fuck doesn’t stick with you.”

“Honey, you’re so wise for such a young one. Intimacy lingers where ecstasy fades...”

“Don’t I know...” Kaylee sighed, suddenly feeling her mind race back through the three years of traveling to college once again and to the familiar face of a certain red panda of whom she hadn’t forgotten a second of their time together.

“You’ve had something...” Hope realized, giving her a gentle prod.

“Yes. A girl, in college. We dated, without saying it, almost the whole time. It was the best relationship of my life, and it ended when college did. We both knew we had things to go do, but I was the one who dropped the connection...” Kaylee let out another long breath. “I didn’t mean to, just everything else happened; but I’m returning to America soon. I’m going to go tell her, apologize, you know?”

“Well, good for you. I applaud your bravery in owning up for that, talking to her.”

“Thanks-” Kaylee chuckled, looking down shyly. Hope’s fingers moved forward again, cupping around the fur’s soft, silky cheek and guided her eyes back up. Then, once their eyes had met, she kissed her again. This time, deeper. Her tongue lapped into the feline’s, smooth meeting to rough as they danced a tango between their two mouths. When they broke apart, Kaylee stared at Hope, just as shocked as before. “I told you, girl. I already made up my mind. You were so kind earlier... and I’d like to return that memory with a memory of your own, perhaps the memory of a fantasy completed?” Hope’s eyes peered at her, so bright and blue through the veil of deep black lashes.

She paused a moment, a cheeky grin curling up her lips before she gave a small sniff at the air. “Plus, fur or not, I can smell how needy you are right now. It’s been driving me absolutely nuts not getting a taste!”

“W-what?” Kaylee breathed, voice barely audible as she shuddered in her seat. She just stared, mouth slightly agape for a beat before she met Hope’s eyes, just staring at her. Once again, Hope kissed her, this time with the leopardess truly kissing back, moving into the kiss instead of timidly mirroring the human’s motions. Kaylee could feel her heart pounding in her chest, hammering into the front of her rib cage while the heat in her groin only spread. Her entire sex clenched, throbbing with the sudden heightened sensation of her heartbeat as she felt the human’s soft lips on her own, pushing into her.

Hope’s hand moved slightly from the girl’s cheek and slid down towards her throat and then to the back of her head, pulling her into her while Hope leaned back into the couch further. Keeping the kiss going, Kaylee shifted to lean into Hope’s soft chest. The leopardess could feel Hope’s curves fitting against her own body, while her breasts mashed into Kaylee’s own large, yet comparatively smaller pair.

“Mmm... Come ‘er-” Hope muffled, grabbing for Kaylee’s waist with her opposite hand, pulling her on top of her lap. Kaylee rolled her hips forward, starting to gingerly grind into the other’s girls lap as their kiss intensified. They broke apart, briefly for a sudden ragged inhale of breath before they dove back in. Their lips parted, letting their tongues dance with one another.

Hope moaned into her lips, a sound that was so familiar, yet so alien in Kaylee’s ear. The young anthro shuddered at the sound, feeling all those nights feverishly watching Hope’s videos in the darkness of her bedroom. All the arousal she’d felt, pent-up and shyly rubbing over her drooling cunt or, later, expertly fucking herself with the handle to her tennis racket gripped between her feet, came rolling back into her mind triggered by the sound of Hope’s voice.

Hope’s hands dragged downwards, moving down Kaylee’s back. The sensation of Kaylee’s fur, stroking beneath her the human’s sleek skin was such a contrast of sensations. “Mmm...” Hope broke the kiss, panting softly as she leaned up to nibble along the edge of Kaylee’s ear, jingling all her charms. “I’ve always loved furry girls, the fur on my skin... feels luxurious...” She crooned, voice liquidy and smooth as Kaylee started to purr on her lap.

Kaylee’s tongue darted out, licking once at the other woman’s supple throat. The texture of its surface- the iconic rough sand papery coating of a feline- sent a jolt down Hope’s spine. She moaned out again, faintly. “Oooh... I haven’t felt a feline’s tongue in years...”

The leopardess felt a small flush fill her cheeks, thinking back to all the partners Hope must have had over the years. For the first time, she felt a rush of anxiety over her own skill in the bedroom. She was considerably an expert in her own age range, but an older woman whose career had been made famous for having girls screaming over her face and clinging to her breasts for dear life? Kaylee’s lips hesitated on Hope’s throat, her kissing stilling.

“What is it, dearie?” Hope whispered, voice so rumbly and pleasurable into the fur’s ear. Her fingers continued to stroke down Kaylee’s back. Each touch was so light that it sometimes barely felt like she was touching the ends of the individual hairs that grew, but the sensation it created then was wispy, almost ghostly in how it passed down the length of her back, muffled lower by her dress though its open back left a wide expanse of truly bare fur.

“Oh... just realizing, uh-” Kaylee flushed, a bit embarrassed. “Just remembering that you have a lot to compare me to.”

Hope shook her head, instantly pushing Kaylee back enough that the girl sat squarely on her lap, no longer at an angle. “Now, you listen” she scolded, face serious. “I have been with hundreds of young women. Some have been amazingly experienced already, some had never seen a vagina up close before- with the lights on and looking at it. It doesn’t matter. I never compare them to one another, I experienced them as their own singular experience. You will be no different, my dear. I will remember Kaylee. I will enjoy Kaylee-” she paused, winking and slowly biting at her lip. “You have nothing to worry about my dear. You are beautiful, strikingly beautiful, and you are going to be amazing.” She leaned in, kissing the dip of the girl’s shoulder bone. “Plus, I’ve been told I’m a wonderful teacher...”

Kaylee flushed, but the words had soothed her worries. She shifted her hands up, cupping them around Hope’s bare shoulders. Finally, feeling a bit calmer, she started to melt in the experience with no more concerns. Her soft pawpads began to glide down Hope’s supple shoulders, following the natural curvature of her form down the length of her arms, drawing gentle tracks with the very tips of her claws to just tickle at the flesh. As she touched her, focusing on her arms and shoulders, she couldn’t help but feel her chest. Hope’s full bosom pushed into Kaylee’s making a sandwich of the four breasts, muffled only by the two pieces of fabric in between them.

Starting to feel her lust take over for her mind now that it’d stopped racing, Kaylee thrust her lips into Hope’s harder. She reached behind her neck, pulling her up into the kiss almost fiercely. A soft growl escaped the back of Kaylee’s throat before she pulled Hope into a deeper kiss. Her hand groped down, grabbing behind the girl’s lower back, stroking down the shape of her curves. The human reached up, sliding her hands through Kaylee’s bright hair, cupping her head so the girl wouldn’t pull up and out of the kiss. “Someone’s feeling-” Hope broke into their kiss, murmuring in bursts between smacking kisses. “A bit-”

“More relaxed?”

Kaylee moaned, starting to roll her hips eagerly into Hope’s crotch. Their dresses provided a barrier between their grinding, but Kaylee’s body worked eagerly, rubbing herself into Hope’s soft form, blatantly humping into her. Her fingers started to work down again. A hand dropped onto Hope’s thigh, sliding up the smooth surface of her skin, lightly tickling the flesh with her nail as the fabric of her dress started to slowly hike upwards, revealing more and more to touch; but she stopped before it rode too high.

Their kisses broke apart with a wet smack, Kaylee’s tongue momentarily licking up to Hope’s upper lip before she sat back, with a cheeky grin on her flushed face. “Do I get to see behind the scenes now?”

Hope chuckled, slowly guiding Kaylee back up onto her feet, taking onto her hand. “Baby, you get all the special features...”

They strolled down the hallway, passing by a few small paintings before Kaylee saw the scene she really longed to see: the door to the bedroom spreading open. As they stepped inside, it looked exactly as the scene had looked in every video.

“W-woah! Did you film-”

“Here? No” Hope grinned. “But, they wanted to keep some believability in the scenes, so we re-created my bedroom for the studio- that way I felt like I was home. Sometimes I’d just sleep on set it felt so familiar.” Hope slid her hand onto Kaylee’s lower back, slowly rubbing along the slope of her back’s form. Gently, she guided her towards the bed. Once again, their lips met.

They kissed, madly, as they tumbled back onto the bed. Side by side, they shuffled up towards the middle of the thick, downy bed. They shuffled up, standing on their knees as their hands traveled from cheeks down to hips, tugging and pulling and trying to pull each other closer.

“Let’s get these off!” Hope crooned, sliding her fingers down Kaylee’s bare, furred leg and pushing her boots down the curve of her heel. They dropped off onto the floor beside the bed with two sturdy thuds before Hope’s tall leather boots followed, peeling down her legs to reveal the smooth, pale skin beneath.

Hope’s hands swept down, following the length of Kaylee’s bare leg before gliding upwards, pushing her skirt up as it went. As the fabric rolled back, her fingertips stroked down to the skin through Kaylee’s thick silvery fur. She followed the natural curves of her thighs, letting them lead her inwards towards where the leopardess’ crotch waited, flushed with heat, only to retreat away again.

As her hands moved, Hope kissed Kaylee deeply. Her tongue lapped forward, sliding into the girl’s open lips. Her nose rubbed into the fur of the other girl’s soft cheek, tickling at the tip. Kaylee’s hands started to glide up over Hope’s dress, gliding up the curved shape of her breasts loose inside her top. She cupped her hands on either side of the heavy orbs, starting to stroke with her fingertips over the body of the covered orbs. She pushed them inwards slightly, watching the crease of the woman’s cleavage in her dress shift. Kaylee started kneading inwards on the girl’s breasts. Her hands were pushing and bouncing on the woman’s constrained breasts. She love how they bounced up and then settled back down into her hands. She relished in the heft of them and how the spilled into her palms, even with the fabric slightly containing them.

“Go ahead, dear” Hope urged, shifting to reveal the zipper down the side of her dress. Kaylee swallowed, biting at her lip as she grabbed onto the small metal pull tab and slowly guided it down. The distinct zzzzt as it traveled downwards sent shudders down the younger girl’s spine as the smooth strip of skin was slowly revealed from beneath the seal of the dress. Kaylee leaned in, softly kissing a line between the opened sides of the zipper before she pulled back, looking right down at Hope’s chest as she started to guide the arms of her dress off.

The fabric slipped away, pooling around the woman’s waist as Kaylee lay her eyes on the woman’s huge, natural breasts in person, real in front of her. She gulped. Hope didn’t wear a bra, so as soon as the dress fell away, her breasts were utterly bare and loose on her chest. Kaylee replayed the moment in her head on a loop, envisioning the fabric falling all over again.

The straps slipped down her shoulders, slowly revealing more and more of the smooth expanse of her breasts and the deep crease of cleavage between them. They were so full, spilling down her chest; yet staying so perky on her chest that she didn’t need a bra to heft them upwards. They spilled forward, actually falling away from each other, parting into their own, distinct orbs. Kaylee’s eyes moved hungrily over the smooth shape of them, the bulge as they pulled away from her.

Kaylee still couldn’t believe this woman’s form. She was curvy, with wide and full hips and flared thick thighs, yet she still had the pinch of an hourglass at her waist. Her breasts were almost out of proportion to her entire body, jutting forward proudly on her chest.

“Mmm, this isn’t just the internet anymore, babe. You can touch” Hope whispered, lightly kissing Kaylee’s ear before the girl flushed, giggled, and instantly slid her hands to Hope’s sides. She started just on the sides of her waist, sliding upwards in a natural build towards her breasts before she cupped her hands around their sides. She scooped them together. Starting to grope, gingerly, she lifted them up from the bottom, watching how they rose together, pressing into a deeper crease of cleavage. She pushed up with her palms, letting her fingers close over the actual meat of the tits, kneading down into the squishy surface. “God...” Kaylee muttered, breath coming out in ragged huffs. “This doesn’t even seem real.” Her eyes watched her own hands, memorizing the sight of the breasts she’d long idolized, such size and softness. Hope’s skin was so soft, unmarred in any way, and the perfect creamy shade. Her nipples were big, but not massive. They were perfect rosy buds with the areola as pink as the spreading, blossoming petals around it.

She pushed her palm into Hope’s chest, trying to flatten them and watching how the creamy flesh escaped between her fingers and outside of the range of her hand’s reach. She loved how much of her breasts there seemed to be. It wasn’t so little that she could just scoop it into her hands and grope over the entire breast, she had to continue to shift her hands to try and collective all of the velvety skin beneath her hands.

She scooped them from the sides, kneading the pliable dough of her tits inwards, mashing them together. Her fingers worked over the broad surface of each breast, trying to ensure every inch was paid attention to and not loss in the masses. For Hope, Kaylee’s pawpads and fur were utter bliss. She loved the sensation of her claw tips so gingerly stroking over the surface of her skin. “Mm... It just sends shivers down my spine when you do that...” she crooned, eyes fluttering as her own fingers stroked idly up and down Kaylee’s entire frame, lavishing her bare thighs in light, fading caresses.

The contrast between fur and skin only added more to the touch, adding a softness and a simple different in texture that Hope loved. “God, I’ve always loved anthros... The fur... It just feels like the lap of sexual luxury.”

“Come, give them a kiss” she encouraged, lightly stroking Kaylee’s soft, purple strands of hair through her fingers. At the same time, her other hand was finding the hem of Kaylee’s loose dress, slowly drawing it up to reveal the leopardess’ bra and panties beneath as the fabric of her dress fell away to puddle on the floor.

Kaylee wore a matching set in an elaborate mixture of black designs. The front had a single accent of gold on the clasp, drawing the eyes to the center of her breasts before the cups of see-through lacing decorated the bottom portion of each of her breasts with gentle boning to lift and hold them up and whirls and swirls of delicate lacing.

Then, in the back, to show through when her dress was on, the bra featured an intricate lay of connected circles and designed in the center of her bare shoulder blades. The black was simple, letting the colors of her appearance come from the silver of her fur, the purple of her hair, the violet of her eyes, and the faint whirls of design within her leopard speckles. Her panties beneath were a matching black lace set that covered her ass in a thin, shear layer of minimal fabric.

“Mmm... didn’t wear this for me, did you?” Hope teased. Her fingertips began to venture of the entirety of Kaylee’s body now with mere shreds of fabric buffering her touch. She stroked up the length of her entire back, sending shudders down the girl’s spine with the perfect light dance her fingertips made across her furry flesh. Then, her touch wandered down, starting to stroke over the expanse of Kaylee’s own tight rump before she actually grabbed onto a fistful of soft flesh, groping the girl into her further, pulling her up onto her. Kaylee straddled over her body, leaning down into the mounds of her breasts. Hope’s body seemed to spill out beneath Kaylee’s with more height and weight on her, giving the leopardess more to grope and kiss.

She started on her breasts. Her lips parted, lusting to jump right for the tantalizing bull's eye of her nipple, but she resigned herself in, starting along one underside curve, kissing a track around the mound’s shape before swapping to other side. One by one, she kissed her way around the shape of each breast, kneading over the center as she did. Then, she held them from below and kissed in circles around the throbbing, pulsating impatient nipple in the center.

Finally, her lips passed over the nub of her nipple and landed a single kiss directly over top. The soft, smooth kiss sent a burst of heat through Hope’s frame, shuddering her beneath Kaylee’s living blanket of fur. Gently, she started to suckle at the firm nipple while her hands continued to scoop and grope around the massive breasts.

Between the two of them, the scent in the air was starting to thicken. The distinct scents of each female melded together, creating a melody of earthy, animalistic lust in the air with the deeper spicier tones of one complementing the sweeter notes of the other as it filled their noses, totally obscuring the lingering aroma of dinner or the scents of the candles from the living room. Kaylee’s lip began to stray, moving down the surface of Hope’s frame, kissing over the curvature of her breasts and moving to her soft stomach, licking playfully into the dip of her belly button before she stopped at the waistline of her panties; simple black silk.

Kaylee bit her lip, looking up at Hope’s face rimmed in her blonde hair falling around it, and began to rub her fingertips over the mound of the woman’s sex over the soft fabric. She felt the heat radiating off her like an oven. She stroked up her thighs, using the rough tips of her claws gingerly and then rushing down with the soft pads of her fingertips for a contrast of rough and gentle, alternating as she worked her fingers back up to her mound, lightly swirling a touch teasingly over the buffer of the fabric before jolting back away.

Hope laid back in the bed, letting Kaylee lavish her in this attention as her fingers just idly combed through her hair, encouraging her with fleeting touches. Her head flattened into the pillow, eyes fluttering back as Kaylee’s touches tempted her, teasing her with this fleeting rush of touch that rose and fell in waves. Her nails skimmed along the flesh of Kaylee’s scalp, digging in when the woman moaned out and curled her fingers tighter. Kaylee nudged her nose along the woman’s thigh, nuzzling her way across the supple expanse of skin. She kissed a line up her thigh, moving towards the inner shape of her leg and upwards towards her groin. Her lips brushed up in soft, light kisses interspersed with sharp, playful nips that sent twitching shudders up Hope’s spine. Kaylee had seemed to have mastered using her dangerous, predatory features as a perfect accent to her usual foreplay.

“Naughty kitty... biting...” Hope murmured, chuckling to herself as she felt Kaylee’s teeth biting onto the edge of her panties’ fabric. She felt her breath, rushing out hot over the thin layer of cloth. It sent a prickling heat over the flesh of her sex as Kaylee’s finger, rolling the edge of her claw along, traced down the line of Hope’s slit beneath the fabric. She could feel the wetness starting to soak through the fabric, the damp takeaway that came off on her finger pad when it drew back. Kaylee bent in, her nose flaring over the top of the tight fabric, drinking in the other’s scent with a deep breath.

“Mmmm... delicious...” she purred, her voice low and growly while the sound of her purr rumbled in her chest. She reached up, sliding her thumbs into the sides of Hope’s panties, finally drawing them away from her. She moved in slow motion, drawing out that single moment of the first (and possibly only) time she’d get to draw the pornstar’s panties away from her needy cunt.

Strings of arousal glued the fabric to her flesh, clinging in bridges from the two surfaces as the cloth pulled away, finally breaking apart only when the panties rolled onto her thighs. Kaylee looked down, just relishing the sight of that dripping, glistening sex. Her sex was puffy, almost chubby one might say, giving her lower lips padding over the bones of her pelvis. It meant that the folds looked even better framed around the inner layers of her sex where her clit peeked out. Framed on either side of the clit itself, Hope had a piercing with a blue-green swirled diamond that look almost like the shade of her eyes.

Hope smirked, winking. “Surprise ya?”

Kaylee blushed. “You didn’t have this... in your videos.”

“Got it when I retired. I figured I’d done so much, how would I keep sex afterwards from getting boring, so I changed the game with a piercing, another way to play entirely.” She slowly opened her thighs further, exposing all the pink folds of her sex as they glittered with her wetness, her arousal, her need.

Kaylee bent her head in again, drinking in the rich musky smell of the older female. The human had a crispier scent, sweeter than the more musky, spicy smell of Kaylee’s whose smell was amplified by the fur that it clung to all day long, collecting her leaking juices and the scent they carried. Hope writhed on the bed, awaiting attention on the throbbing, swollen, lustful spread of her sex. Kaylee’s fingers spread out over her inner thighs, holding her and gingerly caressing the soft flesh there before her tongue unrolled over her sex.

Her tongue lapped in, sliding up between the smooth folds of the woman’s sex and leading up to a gentle flick the the tip to her clit. Her tongue started first to tease and tempt, licking once up her entire slit then backtracking with a kiss down on the soft crease where her thigh met her groin. She nipped at the soft skin of her thighs, then ran a circle around her clit. She loved testing which things earned her a gasp, which just got a silent tremor, or when Hope would whisper a quiet hiss. Then, she settled into a better rhythm. Her fingers continued to stroke and caress down the length of her inner thighs, keeping the skin all teased and alive while her tongue started to work. She started with a consistent side-to-side motion over the soft nub of the woman’s clit, closing her mouth over her sex as her tongue worked inside the hot cove of her mouth.

Hope moaned, rolling her hips into the motions. She started to twitch. Her breath hitched in the back of her sounds, filling Kaylee’s head with the exact soundtrack she’d listened to so many times before, but now suddenly it was her name that came in a breathy whisper. “Kaylee-”

“A-ah, yes?” she mumbled, pulling her lips back shyly. Hope’s finger slid down, gently mimicking a pattern over the head of her clit. “Try this, love,” she guided, rubbing a hand through Kaylee’s soft hair and down onto the fur of her neck. Kaylee bent down, mimicking her lesson and instantly getting a whine of pleasure from the woman. Her fingers returned, gently pushing Kaylee’s fingers into her certain, sensitive patches of skin and pushing her head down till she matched the right pressure. Kaylee had always known her way around a pussy, she’d had plenty of satisfied partners, but Hope was a step above. She was showing Kaylee motions she hadn’t thought of, tweaking her technique to degrees that Kaylee had never attempted. She always got the girl to cum, but she hadn’t realized there was so much personalization possible!

“Mmm...” Hope moaned, rolling her eyes back with delight. “You’re learning. How about I give you another few tips?” Kaylee looked up, bobbing her head.

“Good, but first-” Hope reached down, grabbing for the other girl’s hips and pulling her up, guiding her to turn around and face her feet before she peeled her panties down to her thigh, stretching them out between her two legs before Hope yanked her ass back down over her face. “Ooooh!” Kaylee moaned, feeling the first wash of the human’s hot breath blown over her sensitive flesh. Hope’s hands slide down her waist, groping into the perky shape of her ass as her lips parted, spreading in a kiss over the other’s sex.

Kaylee bent in too, starting to mimic and copy the motion Hope made on her own sex, desperately trying to keep up and not screw up because her mouth was twitching with her moans. Her hips began to shudder just as she made Hope moan fully for the first time. Her jaw was aching, tongue wobbling weakly as Hope had her clenching her sex as tight as she could, screaming silently into the woman’s sex to muffle out her moaning.

“O-oh! FUCK!” she hissed, feeling herself dripping, leaking onto Hope’s face as the woman forced her to the edge of orgasm. Her hands were still on her ass, holding her steady and unable to escape and groping the soft flesh at the same time while Kaylee desperately drove into the consistent motions over her clit she knew would eventually make her cum, yet Kaylee was already so close. She clung to the edge, desperately trying not to cum until Hope was close also.

But she couldn’t do it.

She came first, howling out a moan into Hope’s snatch while her tongue still moved, mindfully pushing through her own orgasm as she worked through the final minutes to set Hope over the edge, finally echoing back the garbled moans of ecstasy.

“O-o… oh...” Kaylee panted, rolling off Hope and onto the bed before flipping back around, surveying the woman’s face as her hands returned to the woman’s breasts, eagerly groping into their supple skin once again. “D-did I do okay?”

Hope let out a long exhale, her pale skin flushed with red that spread all the way down onto her neck. “You did... wonderfully!” she paused, biting her lip before she drew a finger down the center of Kaylee’s frame. “But you’re not off the hook yet-”

******

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck! Yes! Harder! God! Hope! Finger me! Finger me harder!” Kaylee was screaming, actually howling at the top of her lungs as the other girl jammed three fingers into her, pounding them into her as she clung to her body, kissing and suckling over her breasts at first, but now just clinging to her as her body shuddered and twitched towards the breaking point once again.

Her pussy was clenching, madly holding onto Hope’s fingers. “Baby, you’re so bloody tight! I can’t even move my fingers!”

“God! No! Fuck me! Oh! Oh! Fuck me please! Hope!” Kaylee gasped, suddenly feeling only a single finger pounding into her, ramming into her clenching, spasming cunt as Hope leaned in and bite at the fur of her throat, filling her own mouth with fluff as Kaylee howled out with delight.

When her orgasm crashed over her, Hope felt her knuckle pop slightly.

******

“Kaylee! Kaylee! No! I can’t! I can’t handle it!” Hope yelped, her hips were shuddering massively. Her entire body was shaking as Kaylee forced the buzzing head of a massive Hitachi into the girl’s clit, buzzing into her pierced skin and buzzing the small metal bar. Hope clawed for her wrist, trying to control the motion and yank the vibrator away so she could get some relief from the constant, unwavering rurrrrrrr.

“Nuh uh uh. It’s your turn for some suffering-” Kaylee crooned into her ear. She was kissing over the woman’s shoulders and breasts, still lavishing her in attention while she just held the vibrator there, otherwise ignoring her sex so that the orgasm built slowly only from the need of the fleshy little clit.

Licking across the surface of her teat, Kaylee let out a low, rolling growl through her teeth. “I love watching you like this. I always got to see these scenes on video, scenes of you writhing, pleading to cum-” she licked lewdly over the plump nub of the nipple. “But that doesn’t compare to seeing it live, to feeling how you shake, to feel your quivering, smell you in the air.” She breathed in deeply, filling her nostrils with that thick, feminine smell that truly did blanket the bedroom.

“Besides, if you truly couldn’t handle it, you’d cum again already-” she licked her lips, practically purring. Her lips kissed down on a soft boob again, nuzzling into it as she felt Hope’s chest heaving beneath her. Every breath she took was ragged and hard, exploding out through her lips in a desperate huff.

“Do you wanna cum for me, Hope? Can you feel it building? Feel that desperate clenching inside of you?” Kaylee whispered low, her voice rolling out rumbling like it was truly a purr right into Hope’s ears. The sound sent shivers down the human’s spine. She loved the sound of a feline, the roughness in the voice, the purr, the fur... It was all so sensual to her.

“Do you want something inside of you? A finger?” She shifted her free hand, a single finger rubbing over the slit of Hope’s cunt, instantly soaking into the juices. The human was soaking herself, but without any fur to sop it up so it just rolled down onto her thighs, glittering in wet droplets of her needy arousal. Her fingertip nudged to the opening of her needy cunt, but didn’t move inside, just hovered there so she could feel the possibility of being filled with something to squeeze around. Kaylee chuckled, sliding the finger higher, shifting till she could feel the secondary vibrations of the Hitachi beneath her paw pads. Then, her touch moved away, plucking up one of the discarded, smooth glass dildos laid out on the bed sheet.

Slowly, the head of it rolled up the length of Hope’s bare thigh. The glass was chilled, faintly tingly cold on her bare flesh as it warmed on her skin. Gliding upwards, the head rolled into the wet welcoming strip of Hope’s sex, gliding upwards and spreading her lower lips apart before nudging up to her opening. “Or would you prefer something... a little bigger?” Hope whimpered, bucking her hips desperately.

Kaylee smirked, sliding the toy away and moving her finger down to the opening again. “Which is it? A finger, wiggling and pressing inside of you?” Her fingertip drew a circle around the girl’s wanting opening, lightly pressing into her till a mere half of her fingernail was covered before it drew back, again switching with the flared head of the g-spot toy. “Or something stiff, chilled, unforgiving slamming into you? Pumping into you? Hitting that g-spot?”

“Kaylee...” Hope moaned, grabbing at the girl’s shoulders with a mewl. Her hips were trembling, sending shuddering shakes down the entire length of her long legs while she groped for something to steady herself with: Kaylee, the pillows, the sheets, the bed frame itself. Her nails clawed for a grip as her body rode through this orgasm. Kaylee felt the tracks of Hope’s groping fingers on her shoulders, her back, leaving imprints of the sharp nails through the fur and pulsing on her skin beneath.

“Stop teasing!” Hope blurted, bucking her hips up hard. Her sex clenched again hard, squeezing around nothing! She moaned loudly. The Hitachi was so unrelenting, unforgiving. It just buzzed and buzzed. Her clit started to throb, pulsing with its own beat. The sensation was becoming indescribably intense. The sensation of a building orgasm that just rides on the rim, skirting the edge of actual relief sent tension through the entire body. Every muscle prepared for an orgasm, preparing for the rocking, shuddering sensation of a full body lock and clench, but it didn’t come. Her pussy built towards the crescendo, arching upwards with a sudden spasming squeeze inside of her, but without the wave of relief following, just a dip and another build.

Over and over the leopardess had edged her. Whether Hope had a lot to teach the leopardess or not, the magic of patience and a strong vibrator was common knowledge and Kaylee wielded both with practice. She kept the vibe perfectly in place, not allowing any amount of wriggling or squirming shift the head of the aiming attachment move the vibrations to the side of the clit rather than perfectly centered on top. She kept her voice filling Hope’s ears, calming her nerves that she was taking to long to cum and showering her in additional tempting teases. Her lips worked over her breasts, smooching and licking over the soft skin. She could taste the faint spark of salt on the woman’s shining skin.

“Stop teasing? What should I do then?” Kaylee asked, miming innocence as she fluttered her lashes and slid her finger against the woman, slowly, she sunk the digit into the hot pocket of heat up till the knuckle. Then, she curled it so she could feel the walls of the woman. She was edging again, clenching now around Kaylee’s finger, locking her inside her and subjecting her to the pulsating waves of pressure as she squeezed and clutched onto the woman.

“A-ah! Yes! More! Finger fuck me! Please, Kaylee. Make me cum. I want to cum around your finger. I want you to feel what you’ve done to me. You can see it already, right?” She paused, giving Kaylee enough time to instinctively look over her body seeing the flush of heated pink on her cheeks and down the white of her throat onto her chest, the heaving of her breasts with every shaking breath, the engorged swell of her pussy with lust. “You can see how hot I am, how you’re making me pant, making me blush. But you can’t tell how I’m squeezing. You can’t see how every few seconds- a-ah- a sudden pulse of need rushes through my entire cunt, telling me how it needs more, needs something inside it, filling it.” She took in a breath, the sound of the inhale choppy and broken as her voice shook.

“G-god!” Kaylee blurted, huffing onto Hope’s chest before she plunged her fingers in. She curled two digits up to the woman’s spongy g-spot, starting to writhe up to the sensitive spot on her wall. Instantly, she felt the woman jolt. Finally, finally she had something to squeeze on. The vibrator still buzzed, rolling against her cunt mercilessly but now she was milking around Kaylee’s soft fingers with the fur tickling at her sex as she crashed into the wall of ecstasy.

She came with a howl so loud and a clench so tight, Kaylee whimpered, stuck with her fingers locked inside this trap. “Oooooh! Yeh-us!” Hope cried out, grabbing for her pillows as she finally came, hard enough that the bed shook on its sturdy frame. It tore through her body, making her stiffen and shake in her place, then died with a rush of warmth all over her body, leaving her shivering.

“Mmm...” Kaylee smirked, riding her own high from tormenting the woman so. Hope glanced at her, chuckling. “Don’t be too happy with yourself, revenge is next-”

******

“Oh! Oh! Gosh!” Kaylee was shuddering. Her cheek lay against the soft, almost silky bed sheet as she clung to it with each and every one of her tensed fingers. Her ass was lifted high into the sky, with her tail folded up out of the way in a waterfall of silver down the center of her back. Hope stood behind her, sliding onto her knees on the bed as she secured the buckles to the strap-on jutting off from her crotch. She was a sight to behold, which Kaylee desperately tried to do as she peeked over her shoulder, even though the pornstar had clipped the leopardess’ hands to the small wedge shaped furniture piece she’d brought out from her closet. The smooth angled ramp supported Kaylee’s hips, letting her tiring body slump over top and giving Hope the perfect angle from behind to start rubbing the flared head of the jutting cock up to the girl’s drooling, velvety lips.

A mixture of cum and lube already smeared all down the length of Kaylee’s thighs from waist to knee, matting the fur and making swirls of hardening splotches of the mixed liquids. Her lips were spread wide from her knees being spread, revealing the depths of her cunt all pink and glistening as Hope moved behind her. She grabbed for her asscheeks, pulling open to show her what waited for her.

“Mmm... ready?” she crooned, making Kaylee shudder. She wasn’t used to this position, just being teased and waiting for more. She usually took the active role, giving and teasing herself; but now she just lay, helpless and exposed. She felt like a pet for the retired pornstar, something that the woman stroked and played with at her leisure. Especially now, with a soft digit rubbing up and down the wet ridges of her sex, Kaylee found herself purring like a motor, the sound rumbling out from her chest unstoppably.

“You look very ready, dearie. You’re soaked.”

“God, I can’t imagine why!” Kaylee blurted back, glancing to the woman over her shoulder. Hope wore a plastic green cock, with a swirl of patterned designs down its length. Her massive breasts sat proudly on her chest, nipples stiff and jutting out like blossoming buds atop the white backdrop of her pale, supple flesh. The juxtaposition of something so curvy and voluptuous as Hope with the jutting cock in front of her sent a shudder down the fur’s spine. Then, she felt the sudden girth of the head pressing to her.

Hope moved her hips, rolling them up so that the tip began to pierce into the soft folds of the leopardess, spreading her open before she began to stretch out around her. Kaylee moaned, finally letting herself give into this bottom position as Hope Moone, retired pornstar and her long time role model and certainly a fantasy beyond compare, began to fuck her.

“R-rurrr...” Kaylee growled, moaning out in a low, content voice as Hope’s slow, steady thrusts steadily began to rock her forward. Her body swayed and bounced slightly with each kiss of her butt to Hope’s groin. She felt herself spreading around the toy, slowly clenching and feeling around it with her walls as they adjusted to this stuffing girth. Then, Hope bent over her, kissing up the length of her spine to her ear. “Now, touch yourself for me love, rub that adorable little clit. I want to feel you cum all over this cock-”

Kaylee shuddered, doing as instructed as her hand trailed down through the soft fluff of her stomach, momentarily stroking over her thighs before it pinpointed the nub of her clit and began attacking it in a rhythmic steady circle around and over its pinky head. Next, Hope grabbed onto her waist. Grabbing right at the softness of her faint love handles, Hope made a handle of Kaylee’s hip, starting to pull her back into every thrust. At first, she stayed slow and rocked the tip deeper and deeper each time, but as Kaylee began to mewl out, moaning into every thrust, she got faster.

She started to really fuck her, bouncing her ass off the cock with each and every thrust forward, then just pulling her right back onto the length. Kaylee clung to the pillow with one hand, still feverishly rubbing herself with the other, moaning and crying out in a mixture of human curses and feline expressions. “Oh! Fuc-king Rowww... G-god! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ssssss! Yess! Oh! Oh! Erowww!”

Hope didn’t falter behind her, steadily increasing her pace and power until Kaylee was just flying up and down her cock, slamming the girl down into the pillow with every thrust forward, yanking her back like a big toy to be used on the next repetition. The toy was soaked, letting out lewd schluck schluck schluck noises as it pumped in and out of the girl. At the same time, Kaylee flung her juices everywhere. The motion of the pumping cock sent droplets of shining, glossy lubrication flying out from her sex, landing across the bed sheet and down the length of her legs, clinging to individual hairs.

“Ah! Hope! Hope! I-I I can’t!”

“Cum, girl” Hope crooned, whispering it right into her ear. “Come for me- right here in my bed- around this cock. Prove that this is a fantasy come true. Cum for me till you shiver. I want you to finish so hard you giggle afterwards because you’re a bit loopy-” Her voice broke with a grunt as her hips powered into Kaylee’s clenching pussy. As she came, she clenched down onto the toy. Her walls milked the thing for all it was worth, clinging to it with her spasming clutches as her voice rang off the walls.

“OoooooohhhhH! Yessss!” she screamed out with delight, whimpering and gasping through the tail end of the prolonged orgasm before she finished with a soft hiccuping cry. When she’d entirely finished, actually flopping forward with a drained whimper, Hope stopped at last. She drew back slowly, bringing back a smear of white opal-colored goo back on the toy from the girl’s spasming orgasm.

“Good girl-” Hope patted her rump. “Ready for the chaser-gasm?”

“Wa-wha?!’

******

Finally done, both of them covered in the liquid glitter of sweat, smeared with the hardened stains of cum and slick and moisturized with sprays of lubricant, they collapsed onto the bed. Kaylee nuzzled her head upwards until it rested in the cradling pillow of Hope’s full bosom. She felt either breast on the sides of her face, supporting her cheek. “Mmmm...” she cooed, eyes fluttering.

Hope wrapped her arms around the smaller girl, relishing in the heat of the other girl’s fur- no matter how soaked through the coat was. “That was-”

“A dream come true...” Kaylee interrupted, letting out a weak giggle.

“Hm, how about before you fall asleep, love, we take a bath? Get all cleaned up?” Hope offered, surveying down Kaylee’s slim body. The girl had worked so hard. She could just see the exhaustion in every limb of her body in how she collapsed. She didn’t twitch, didn’t fidget, just hit a comfortable spot and froze. Her back was wet with sweat, her thighs were caked with cum and lubricant, her chin too oozing with a mixture of feminine cum. “You’re just a bit messy-”

“That’d be smart, heh... Heh... Can’t be seen like this.”

“Oh, you’re not going anywhere tonight, I just think you’ll sleep better all clean.”

“You’re an angel-” Kaylee muttered, eyes nearly closing all the way before she seemed to catch her breath and a whiff of remaining energy. They stood, balancing together as their legs hardened back from their Jello-like state. Then, they headed into the attached bathroom.

The tub was huge and seated right next to a massive window that looked out over the city, by now entirely lit up in a million lights. Kaylee looked out, spotting Big Ben and the massive Ferris wheel all bright and sparkling in the distance. “Wow... it’s beautiful...”

Hope glanced over, nodding with agreement as she began to fill the tub. Hot water poured into the big space slowly foaming up with bubbles as the room began to fill with the sweet aroma of mixed essential oils Hope dotted into the water. “Come now, come soak.” She helped her furry lover into the water, joining her and pulling her into her chest. Kaylee crooned, pressing her palms into Hope’s now bubbly, wet tits with glee.

With her tiredness, Kaylee’s groping devolved into something much lighter, almost childish glee at the soft, squeezable nature of the twin orbs. She pressed them together, smacking them on the water lightly, bouncing them with a bubbly hand so the little spheres popped, and blowing her lips between them so that a spray of bubbles would explode out with the sputtering, motorboat sound.

Together, they lounged in the hot water. Gently, they washed once another. Hope scrubbed into Kaylee’s thick fur, dislodging all it’d collected while Kaylee massaged Hope’s smooth skin with her furry hands like they were squeegees distributing more soap along the way. They kissed idly, enjoying the view as the night twinkled on for them. “London is really quite beautiful-” Kaylee murmured, heading nestled on Hope’s wet shoulder.

“It is a wonderful city. I’d never want to leave.”

“I almost wish I didn’t have to either-”

“Oh, but you’re a traveler. You’re meant to leave.” She paused, smiling calmly. “And then come again.”

“No no, I couldn’t cum again!” Kaylee laughed, sticking her tongue out playfully.

“Okay, smart ass. Time for bed then!” Hope scolded, chuckling as she stood, helping her lover from the tub and fetching them both warm, downy towels so they could dry down at least before they collapsed into the bed- utterly nude- with Kaylee nestled on Hope’s bouncy breasts as she fell asleep, staring out at the lighted nightscape of London.

******

“Good morning, dumpling-” Kaylee woke late, rubbing at her eyes as she stared at the vision of Hope, wrapped in a silky bathrobe handing her a tray. “W-what’s happening?” she asked, momentarily baffled before she blinked again, waking with a laugh.

“Gee... I thought I must be dreaming. You, breakfast in bed...” Kaylee chuckled, slumping into the woman’s side as they shared crumbling scones and tea for breakfast while Kaylee’s departure loomed in her mind. They only had so much time to eat before Hope drove Kaylee to her hotel, letting her grab her things before they headed to the airport.

“Feels like I just got here...” Kaylee sighed, shouldering her pack as she leaned across the console, the door already open to the hustle and bustle of the airport drop off line. Hope just smiled, cupping her cheek. “Love, Scotland is next, right? That will be splendid. Go, explore the world” she chuckled, pulling her in for a final long kiss.

“Now, if you find yourself exploring London again, drop in.”

“Oh! I’d love to, of course.” Kaylee blurted, smiling. “Thank you, again. For everything. For talking to me at all, for dinner, for last night-” she hesitated, blushing beneath her fur. “It’s... just what I needed.”

Hope smiled, suddenly placed something onto Kaylee’s palm. “I believe you need this too.”

Kaylee looked down, only to find a small blue-green diamond charm, shockingly similar to the one that’d been pierced just above Hope’s engorged, pinky clit. “So you have a story from London as good as all the others-”

“Thank you...” Kaylee repeated, stealing a final kiss before she actually left the car. “Thank you! Thank you!” She turned, glancing back once more at her long time hero and fantasy before she finally disappeared behind her.

******

“Please put away all large electronics. Cellular devices must be set to airplane mode now. Please prepare for takeoff-” Kaylee set her headphones into her ears as the plane prepared to lift, momentarily touching to her newest charm. “A story...” she muttered to herself, smiling.

“I can’t wait to tell Skye this one.”