FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

This story takes place in the same universe as Why Not A Dog? and Living With Bitches, and although it can be read by itself the first two will give you more of a background in the setting...

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"You know, I was half-certain we were going to get a call just about now..." Miles said, looking one last look at the thick lead sheet rolling across the sky before shuttering the last window.

"I know. People paying attention to weather alerts? What is the world coming to?" asked a voice that did a great job of conveying sarcasm, considering it was synthesized. "Not like we could have done anything anyway. We're grounded, remember?" Kathy said.

"Yeah, but we could have sat here feeling guilty about not being able to do our job. Now all we've got to worry is that monster of a blizzard bearing down on us." he said, knowing Kathy felt the same. When you work in search and rescue you tend to worry about some hiker or camper stuck somewhere in the mountains when really bad weather hit and you couldn't do anything for them. "So we actually get to just settle down with some cocoa and wait it out..."

"Just warm milk for me please. You can have my share of that brown dirt you stir into it..." said Kathy, ever the puritan. Miles felt like making a cat-pun but couldn't think of an original one, so he just let it slide.

Not that Kathy was an ordinary cat. She was a cougar, but even that only scratched the surface. Her kind was the latest addition in the ranks of what had started as the species of beta-canines but was now viewed as beta-fauna. She looked like a mountain lion but was every bit as sentient as Miles himself was, and thanks to the little technological marvel she wore around her throat, she even had the power of speech. And just as beta-canines had done wonders to help police and firefighters, the cougars were a godsend to wilderness rescue crews.

Maintaining and fueling helicopters was costly and any iffy weather could ground the flyboys, but cats like Kathy could cover a lot of ground, had keen senses and keener eyesight day or night, sharp minds and excellent training but above all possessed the agility and climbing skills that made any part of the mountainous terrain accessible to them. They'd go out with harnesses equipped with GPS tracking, cameras and comm-links, first aid kits and even small fire extinguishers that paws and jaws could operate. If you got lost or injured in the wilds of Montana these days it was almost guaranteed that the first friendly face you saw would be that of a cougar, with the human partner called in to help with first aid and transport, what Kathy liked to call 'monkey business' because it involved the use of hands.

"You think this cabin of ours will hold? 'Cause that blizzard looks like it's ready to huff and puff and..."

"We'll be fine, this place has weathered plenty of storms..."

"Okay, so it won't blow over. We could just wind up getting buried though. Aren't you worried about that?" Katie asked, stalking around him playfully as she continued in a teasing tone. "All alone with a fierce predator, nerves pushed to breaking point, food running short..." she said, licking her muzzle for effect.

"Naw, I've got nothing to fear from you..." Miles replied, checking the last of the fastenings.

"Awwwwww!" the big cat cooed, punctuating it by rubbing against his hip as she slinked by.

"I've got plenty of cocoa left, so I'll just dust myself with that. You'd sooner eat your tail than a chocolate me..."

"Selfish!"

"I'm just being fair. I'd never eat you..."

"Well there goes my Saturday night..." the feline said, and together they laughed in the face of the coming storm.

Soon enough through it became clear the storm was no laughing matter. The last thing they saw before shuttering the windows was trees bending under the sway of the wind, and even they were barely visible through the white slurry coming down from dark clouds. Every once in a while they’d hear the crack and crash that meant that some pine had lost the battle with the storm and got knocked over. It was noise that would have scared most people, but the two of them were professionals and this wasn’t their first time hunkering down, so they remained alert and calm, up to a point.

"What was that!?" Kathy asked as a crash left them in the dim glow of the emergency light, enough to show the cat's puffed tail.

"Well if that thing kicked in it means our generators out. You hear that first crack? My bet's a tree crashed into its shed and wrecked the whole thing." he said, feeling his own heart race after the startling crash of timber.

"There aren't any trees near the generator shed."

"Yeah, but there are big, tall ones nearby. The ones that don't usually blow over but..."

"...but if one did, the top of the trunk could have reached us." the cougar concluded.

"Yeah, so better the generator than us. Okay, so we have no power and no heat, so the temp here's gonna drop. We're half-buried in snow so that helps with the wind-chill, we've got some chemical heaters but those are best held in reserve..." he thought out loud, his training kicking in as he considered how best to survive until backup could reach them.

"We have two sleeping bags. We get them both out and bed down together, share and conserve our body heat..."

"You... you sure about that?" Miles said, even though he knew it was the sensible thing.

"What do you... oh, seriously? You aren't afraid of being locked in with a vicious predator but you're antsy about sharing a sleeping bag with a female?" Kathy asked.

"It seemed like the gentlemanly thing to say..."

"Relax, I'm not that kind of cougar. I've had to keep frost-bitten campers from freezing until rescue arrived before so it's no biggie for me." she insisted, but to her relief Miles was already laying one open bag on top of the other. "Okay now strip."

"You're kidding?"

"Not a bit. Insulation around us but not between us, remember? Now I can't shave my coat off but you can get that stuff... oh for Pete’s sake! Here!" she said, turning her back on the anxious human. "There, now while I'm not looking you get naked and get under the covers. Then I'll just crawl up in there with you..."

"Guess I can live with that..." Miles said, and Kathy waited until the rustling of the sleeping bags died down to speak.

"You decent?"

"Yeah, you can climb in..." the young man responded, ready to lift the folds of the twin sleeping bags.

It was only when Kathy approached the bottom of the bed that he realized she was opting for a distinctly feline method. She pushed her muzzle under the covers and slinked her way upward, sliding under the covers and over Miles, making the human tense as sleek, soft fur slid over his bare skin, the heat of the big mountain cat engulfing him instantly.

"Okay, now you just let me know if I'm resting too much of my weight on you..." came the synthetized but concerned voice from her speech-device.

"I'm fine... you're not exactly fat you know..."

"Of course I'm not!" she replied in indignation as her tail lashed Miles' bare legs. "But I'm a big cat and you aren't exactly a gorilla y'know..." she insisted.

"So I'm never gonna live that banana down, am I?" he said, rolling his eyes at the monkey-joke. "Besides, you aren't exactly a big-cat, you know? Mountain lion is just a name, you shouldn't let it go to your..." he began until a soft paw covered his mouth and silenced him.

"Pinned ya!" came the artificial voice, Kathy's mouth never opening even though the set of her ears and those big feline eyes conveyed impish delight.

"I... uhh... wished you hadn't said that..." he said, feeling heat rise to his cheeks.

"Why?"

"Cause I..." he began hesitating to share a secret he'd never told anyone. "When I was a kid and first saw the Lion King I kinda got a crush on Nala..."

"You... but she's a... oooooohh you dirty little monkey!" the voice cooed as the big eyes of the not-quite big car bored into his, still twinkling. "But I know what you mean. That scene when Simba first pins her and she gives him that look? I remember seeing that and thinking 'mothers, cover up your cubs' eyes, this is happening'!" the cougar said with glee.

"Well it didn't really…"

"No, it did. They just didn't show it..." she said, relaxing and letting a little more weight settle on top of the young man under her. Bearing her weight was still easy, but when she let her belly rest on him he went stiff. That is to say, the rest of him did.

"S-sorry, I..."

"Hey, don't worry, it's... you know, it's involuntary. Just biology..."

"Sure you don't mind?"

"What, you think I'm afraid you might try and take advantage of me? You think you could?" she said, the synthesized voice carrying an amused tone at the very idea. "Don't worry about it, it's just your body reacting to warmth and friction..." she said, keeping her body pressed against him as if to make a point. Several moments passed in what they pretended wasn't an awkward silence before she spoke again.

"Unless it's not just biology... You aren't still thinking of Nala, are you?" the cougar asked.

"Wha... no!"

"Are you sure? 'Cause I can definitely feel the love tonight, if you know what I mean..."

"It... technically it's a compliment..." Miles ventured.

"Is that what you call it? So I guess you haven’t ahh... complimented any girl in a while?" Kathy said, trying to get comfortable. He could understand why she was doing it but Miles wasn't sure if she understood the effect of silky fur rubbing against his naked erection was having.

"Good guess."

"Yeah, we don't really have a lot of time off do we..." the feline said, and it was hard to tell if she was beating around the bush or if her vocalizer wasn't reading her inner voice right. "So uh... cards on the table... what if I found your 'compliment'... flattering?"

"I'm not sure what you're getting at..."

"Right, I suppose that thing is draining a lot of blood from your brain. My point is that we have to stay like this for some time, you've got a deep-seated lioness fetish..."

"A childhood crush!" Miles insisted.

"Look, do you want to argue that point, or do you want to know what Simba felt like after Nala gave him that look?"

"You mean... you serious?"

"Don't read too much into it...Just a bit of... biology between co-workers. A good way to keep warm too." she said, and Miles could feel her angle her hips just a little, but enough to really press her leonine sex against him. Her warm and very clearly wet sex...

"Sounds good..." Miles said in a strained tone.

"Okay. So I'll be doing the work... obviously. So can you use those hands of yours to just kinda... line yourself up?" she asked, the vocalizer slipping into a more intimate tone.

"Right, uh... lemme just... there, that it?" he asked but he guessed from the way Kathy's ears had swiveled that the soft wet spot his glans was kissing was what he'd been aiming for.

"Okay now I'll just push... back... Uhmm,it's kind of... blunt. Can you try and spreading me open a little while you're down there?" the lioness asked, her silken muff mashed against Miles' tip as the young man fumbled in the dark for the surprisingly tiny slit. It was wet and he wasn't sure if he was doing anything useful, but the next time Kathy pushed her rear against him he could feel her stretch around him.

"H-hoookaaay... t-thicker than I was expecting... oh wow, this is so weird... I can feel it sliding in."

"Well of course you can. I mean we're..." Miles grunted out.

"No, I mean I can feel the smooth skin, the ridge, veins... with feline males it's usually the intense rubbing of barbs as it slides back and forth, you barely even feel a shaft..." she mused, her ears flicking back and her whiskers twitching as she slid slowly along Mile's smooth erection.

"Is that... a problem?"

"I don't think so... it's weird but a good kinda weird... and t-thick! I think it's gon-aah! Wait, stop!" her vocalizer said as she stifled a little yowl, making miles realize he'd been slowly pulling her rear down towards him.

"Wait, I thought that you... don't tell me this is your first time?"

"Wha... no you... monkey! I'm out of room! That's my cervix you’re hitting, not my hymen..." she said, folding her ears and looking uncharacteristically bashful as she avoided his gaze.

"Oh... right. I guess it makes sense..." Miles said. At over a hundred pounds Kathy was quite a big girl for a cougar, but her body was still designed to take feline males.

"Am I at least... close?" she asked, wriggling her rear experimentally.

"Well more than half's in..." Miles said, feeling said half flex in the sweltering snugness that was the mountain lioness' muff.

"That's probably enough. Unf... for now..." the mountain lioness said, her hindlegs shifting as she positioned herself for more leverage. "This... uhh... this is a bit embarrassing but you wind if we just pause for a while. You're kind of big and I'd like to let my body adjust before..."

"Yeah, I've got nowhere I need to be, take your time..." he said, and the feline on top of him swiveled her ears in a way he'd come to associate with an eye-roll.

He still wasn't sure how they'd wound up doing this, he'd certainly never lusted after Kathy before but now that he was half-way up the cougar's kitty he felt like he could stay like this forever. Careful not to move the covers off them, he moved his hands around the sleek feline body, letting them rest on the big cat's supple haunches. He could feel her twitch under his touch as she pressed her chest a little harder against his, the snug sex still feeling hotter and tighter than anything he'd ever had wrapped around him.

"You know we can call this off if you want. We're different species, this might turn out to be impossible..." he said out of some sense of gentlemanly obligation.

"Nice of you to offer, but I think I can handle you. I gotta ask though - are you big compared to other human males?" Kathy asked, pushing down just a little against the smooth shaft buried in her clenching cunny.

"Well I've never had any complaints but it's been ages since a girl asked me to wait for her to adjust. Come to think of it, that was in a sleeping bag too..." he said, remembering that night in his teens when two mosquito-bitten bodies had awkwardly come together...

"Ahh, that must be it then! Okay, let's just try this..." she said, the voice from her gizmo accompanied by a low, throaty meow as she slid off until only his glans was still in the silken grip of her sex. "Hoouuunghh... this is so weird... soo smooth..." she said, and Miles was surprised how well the voice synthesizer conveyed the sensuous notes in Kathy's remark.

"Still a good weird?"

"Yeah it's like... I can feel exactly what's inside me... With a male cat you can just feel that something in there is driving you wild. It's kind of like... like scratching versus petting, I guess?" she said, pushing back down and treating Miles to the sight of those huge eyes becoming glassy as her ears folded back.

"Scratching, huh?" the young man mused, letting his fingers roam through the lush coat of the cat who was slowly riding him.

A cougar in the wilds looked sleek and majestic with no more than a raspy tongue to groom it, but he knew that trips to the salon were Kathy's guilty little pleasure. As such her coat went beyond pristine - it was as much a tactile delight as the firm feline body under it, sleek and yet thick enough to swallow the tips of his fingers. He ran his hands down her back, smoothing down the fur and feeling the muscles under it twitch in response. If feeling him inside her felt like 'petting' he figured he might as well try scratching her itch. So once his hands reached the bottom of her back her curled them up and started scratching gently at the very base of her tail. Kathy's eyes caught the dim glow of the emergency lights so he got a nice view of her pupils going wide and the sleeping bags behind her tenting as her tail tried to flick up despite the weight of the thick fabric. And that was nothing compared to what the feline femininity was doing around the portion of his shaft the big cat could accommodate.

"Oooh, fingers... I forgot about fingers..." he vocalizer said even as he actual vocal apparatus started making urgent murring noises.

"Yeah, you know... monkeys and all that..." he said, zeroing in on the cougar's sweet-spot. "I can stop if you want..."

"Nonono... I mean, you know... idle hands and all that..." the little device insisted even as Kathy's purr revved up. He'd heard her do it before but it was usually the smooth, classy kind. This one had a serious rumble to it and it seemed to undulate as the mountain lioness' chest rose and fell.

Feeling her purr while laying on top of him would have been intense without having the cougar's snug sex hugging him tight enough for the vibration to almost flow into him. Combined with the heat of her, the pulsing of her tight kitty Miles doubted there was a sex-toy out there that could do what this amorous cat was doing to him. He could feel the heat of her breath against his neck, the softness of the fur coat being rubbed against him as her hips rose and fell. He could feel his tip bottom out inside her every time she slid down and tried not to let that get to his head, especially since Kathy seemed to be taking a little more of him every time she brought her rear down.

The feline sex didn't seem to mind the strange smoothness of the male filling it. The slick walls would pulse around him and every now and again really try and clamp down, inevitable causing Miles' erection to flex in response, forcing both him and Kathy to pause until their eyes regained focus and their lungs started working again. The more of him she took the shallower her strokes got, with more and more of Mike's manhood remaining buried in the claps of the lusty lioness. He put his right hand to work at the base of her tail but let his left wander along the sleek form of a feline predator, letting it rest one he was cupping her cheek. Kathy's eyes glittered as she rested her cheek against his palm, and tempting as it was to just let his hand linger there Miles couldn't resist trying something else. Fingers traced up along the line of her jaw and there was a moment of sudden realization just before the fingers curled and the nails found skin...

"Nghhoo... no fair!" the cougar mewled, but still leaned into Miles' touch.

"So ear scratchies too, huh?" he asked and the reply was a 'mrowl' noise that the machine on Kathy's collar didn't bother translating.

It was bizarre to give Kathy her scratchies and see her savor them as avidly as any domestic cat, but as the same time feel the feline ride his lap, her hips rising and falling in an increasingly fluid tempo as she got adjusted to his size and girth. To Miles it didn't feel like she was loosening up much - she was still tighter than any girl he'd been with - but when her rear finally settled down on his lap he realized the cougar's body had indeed adapted to the unusual male she'd chosen to mate with.

"Okay so... wow, that's the whole thing huh?" she said, clenching up around the human erection as the groaning male's glans pressed tight against the entrance to her womb.

"Yeah... you okay?" he asked, even thought he purring suggested she was more than that.

"U-huh... just feels... deep... full..." she said, sliding a little bit off him before pressing back and taking every last inch. "This working all right for you?"

"You're kidding, right?" Miles asked, the tension in his voice hinting at how badly he was trying to hold back.

"Just makin' sure. Not exactly used to being on top... think I'm just gonna keep doing this... mngghhh, wanna keep feelin' full..." she said, making little humping motions against his crotch, keeping as much of his shaft inside her while getting it to move around a little. "So, those fingers...I'm kinda curious... wanna try tickling me under my tail a little?" she asked, and he wondered if she was trying to give him the 'Nala look'...

Miles wasn't averse to the idea but he moved his fingers carefully, eager to avoid any unfortunate combination of reflexes involving Kathy's claws. He started off lower, tracing the outline of the feline sex now wrapped lovingly around him, trying to paint a picture of what it must look like. He'd never actually stared at his co-worker's privates but the mountain lioness didn't wear clothes and every now and again he'd glimpsed a tiny patch of dark fur with a hint of soft skin in the middle. Considering how slick things had gotten back there it was hard to tell soaked fuzz from smooth skin, but his fingers were left tingling all the same. Moving slowly he let his index finger trail up until he found a patch as smooth as silk, one that winked at the brush of his fingertip. He saw Kathy's ears flick in surprise, her bouncing movements faltering for a second before she picked her pace up again, the little feline rosebud relaxing and inviting further caresses.

"This good?" he asked, or rather groaned. Every clench and pulse of the cougar's tailhole was mirrored by the feline femininity polishing his erection.

"Yeah, feels nice... just don't p-uuuUuh!-sh it in. I'm not that brave..." she murmured and they shared a laugh that was so out of place for their situation.

There was an alarming blizzard raging outside, they had no power, no heating, and it would be some time until rescue showed up. Miles had to wonder if they really were bad-ass enough to ignore all that, or if this was their fear of mortality at work - a good way to spend what might be their last moments on Earth. It was a dilemma he doubted he'd puzzle out while he had a literal sex-kitten panting against his neck as she rode his shaft, her purring devolving into a mess of little growls, murrs and an occasional meow if he pressed a little too hard at the feline pucker he was teasing. The rise and fall of the cougar's hips was serving to pump air out from under the covers, hot and steamy waves wafting against the young man's face, laced with the scent of sex.

By the time rescue came they'd have to air out the cabin and most likely burn the sleeping bags, just to avoid awkward looks from their colleagues. To think that they hadn’t even made a mess yet. And stopping himself from making one was getting harder and harder, but from the look on Kathy's face he didn't have much longer to wait. She was barely even lifting her hips now, but she was flexing that bendy feline spine a lot so the friction of that snug feline sex was still maddening as his shaft stirred around in the big cat's honeypot.

Kathy's vocalizer was silent because Miles doubted she could think clearly enough for the device to form words, but the sounds coming from her actual muzzle were telling. The feline rosebud he'd been teasing began to clench and release, and when the cougar's cunny began to do the same Miles let out a groan as animalistic as any noise the lioness was making. Her face as she achieved release was breathtakingly feminine - the huge eyes lidding a little and taking on a glassy look, the pale fur along her cheeks and jaw drawing attention to the parted muzzle, the ears folded back in an uncharacteristically demure gesture as he meowed through her climax.

Feeling the already tight sex start milking him was more than Miles could stand, his toes curling as he grabbed Kathy's haunches and drove her down against him, feeling her tail shudder against his legs as his own orgasm hit him. She was still riding her high, gasping for air as she brought her muzzle down and began rubbing it against his neck and cheek, driven to the display of affection by the sensation of the glans pressed against her cervix pumping thick, warm seed into the sleek feline body. Miles' own orgasm seemed to last forever, sparks dancing in the corners of his vision as the dim emergency light bathed the two of the gasping lovers. When they were done, neither made any attempt to move since the howling of the wind served to remind them why they'd snuggled up in the first-place.

"Well that was... different..." the big cat's vocalizer said smoothly even though Kathy was obviously catching her breath.

"Different?" was the best Miles could pant out because he had to use his lungs to both speak and breathe.

"Yeah, sex among cats is... it's all about letting your wild-side out, y'know? Like... imagine porn that had thrash metal as a soundtrack. But this was... cute." she said, shifting a little just to make sure she still had a grip on his half-tumescent shaft.

"Cute?" Miles asked, only to get a long lick of a raspy tongue along his neck.

"Yeah, cute..." Kathy replied even as she began to purr steadily on top of him.

Cute, Miles decided, was something he could live with...