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The party smelled of champagne and biscuits. Maybe 70 people had come and there were platters and wine left out all over the place with Selma the orca eating whole plates one by one. Special attention was paid to the house's various paintings and works of art including Ashka's newest piece L'animal à l'intérieur. Rosetta arrived, the lioness walking in wearing a loose blue top underneath a short cuff coat of a violet color with its sleeves rolled up so people could see the wiry bracelets on her wrists. Her black pants were as loose as her top and she left her shoes at the front, allowing her large clawed feet to enjoy the softness of the carpet. She peered out at the party with bespectacled eyes. Was her old mentor around? Was she available? Jean, a handsome Polish chicken dressed in an evening suit (sans shoes) and the owner of that fine house, saw Rosetta walk in. He waved and called to her, "Rosetta!" Rosetta smiled gracefully as the bird approached. "Greetings, Jean." Jean walked up, scaled feet caressed by the carpet. "How have you been?" Rosetta nodded shyly. "I've been good. Yourself?" "Magnificent," said the bird. "Are you showing Ashka's newest?" asked Rosetta. "I would like to see." Jean brought a feathery hand to Rosetta's back. "Right this way." They walked through the house of jubilant guests to a large room with a taller roof. The bigger guests (bears and dinosaurs) were more comfortable there. There was the piece, L'animal à l'intérieur-- a watercolor featuring a crowd of zoomans running on all fours into the light at the end of the forest. The artist Ashka stood by its side, proudly. She was a 50-something Shetland sheepdog wearing a beret on her head, a gold necklace over her black turtleneck, and a pair of flaired brown pants where the cuffs were wide enough to cover the dog lady's feet but not completely so that toes could be seen. Rosetta's heart beat when she saw her old mentor standing there, looking just as beautiful as she remembered. Her fur had more gray in it but she was still stunning with a sharp snout and fuzzy cheeks. Rosetta worried that she would be the one that would have to say hi, but Ashka saw the lioness walk down into the room and dropped a big smile. She waved. "[i]Rosetta![/i]" The lioness smiled as Ashka cut through a small audience of people and hopped over to her. The sheepdog took Rosetta's big meaty hands and caressing her fingers across the palms. "Rosetta! It's been too long!" Rosetta blushed. "[i]Too[/i] long!" There was a pause, and then Rosetta leaned down into Ashka's face. Ashka closed her eyes and they kissed. It was just a smooch but then Ashka reached her arms around Rosetta's hips and the smooch turned into a macking with both lioness and dog smacking their lips on each other, moaning. A few party guests thought that was a pretty [i]physical[/i] greeting! Ashka got a feel of Rosetta's sides and felt some flab there. She's gotten [i]soft[/i], thought Ashka. Ashka leaned her nose into Rosetta's neck and took a whiff of a fragrance. She fell back and smiled. "Is that eau de cerf?" Rosetta nodded shyly. "Yes." Ashka's smile puffed out her cheeks. "Some things don't change." She grinned. "Come! Did you see my new piece?" Rosetta looked over at the painting. "Not up close." Ashka took Rosetta's hand. As she was swept across the room, Rosetta blushed. Ashka brought the lioness to her painting. Rosetta looked it over. "It's very nice," said the lioness. She gazed upon the zoomans running on all fours, some without clothes. "It's a little... [i]wild[/i]." "It's supposed to be," said Ashka. "It's about the beast inside [i]all[/i] of us." Rosetta took a hand to her cheek, a short grin getting her face. "I suppose I shouldn't be so prudish. Your work always had a [i]warm[/i] quality to it." Ashka giggled, rubbing her toes on the carpet. "When did you get back into town?" Rosetta bowed herself. "A couple months." She withdrew her look, blushing. "I should have looked you up." Ashka smiled. "It's no problem." Ashka took Rosetta's hand, the lioness' hands bigger than hers. Rosetta's heartbeat picked up, being touched by her former teacher. Ashka said, "Are you going to be staying around?" Rosetta fought through her enchanted chills and nodded. "Yes. I am a mainstay at the Woodenclaw Exhibit. I take pictures and they put them up!" "Oh?" Ashka flattened a grin. "Well done. It's lovely to hear you are still doing photography." Rosetta got a smell from Ashka. It was a faint smell of [i]wanting[/i]. Was Ashka attracted to Rosetta? The lioness knew it was rude to assume Ashka was up for anything just because of a function of the body, but she hoped that Ashka wasn't being courteous just for the sake of manners. The lioness smiled. "Yes. After my piece Deep Desire highlighted the Feathery Gallery in New York, [i]everyone[/i] seems to want me!" She giggled, embarrassed that she would talk herself up so high. Ashka took a hand to Rosetta' shoulder, rubbing it. "That's good! You were always an inspired student." Rosetta got lost looking into the eyes of the shephard dog for a second. She broke out of it, gasping with flattery. "It's all because of you! You were such a good teacher." She rubbed her cheek. "God, where would I be if you hadn't taught me?" "Don't sell yourself short," said Ashka. "You were quite the artist. I feel bad now-- I wish I had looked up your work!" She chuckled. "Except... Deep Desire? I've seen that one." Rosetta smiled, big lioness teeth showing. "Did you like it?" Ashka leaned forward, narrowing her eyes in a seductive fashion. "[i]A lot.[/i]" The two had a giggle-- Rosetta's more nervous than Ashka's. A warmth burned in Rosetta's loins. It tantalized her so deep that she fidgeted with her feet, crossing her toes. Ashka had surely noticed it by now. Rosetta knew she was venting her lusty aromas. The two had drawn peering eyes too. If the way the two gazed at each other didn't make it obvious that they were infatuated with each other, the aromas that came off of their bodies made it definitive. The pheromones crept through the crowd and caught the nose of one Franky the bat who leaned over to a guest and whispered, "A think two ladies are about to get matey." Ashka took her hand down to Rosetta's. "Would you like some place private to talk? I must get caught up." Rosetta was so stunned by the question her tongue went still for a moment. She found the ability to speak again, "Yes!" She looked around. "Where would you prefer?" Ashka turned towards a hallway. "Follow me." The Shetland sheepdog took the lioness into the hall, eyes from other guests on them as they walked by with serious expressions and a [i]revealing[/i] warmth coming off of them. The guests let the ladies go about their business. Ashka went to a quieter part of the house and walked into a room devoid of other people. It might have been an office. There was a desk but there was also a couch. Ashka shut the door, but kept the ceiling lights off, walking over to the couch and turning on a decorated lamp. Rosetta's face was blue in the moonlight and Ashka's fur was orange under the light of the lamp. They gazed into each other's eyes. "My..." said Rosetta, "You're just as pretty in your-- [i]fifties[/i] was it?" Ashka nodded. "As of last year. You're quite gorgeous yourself." Rosetta giggled, turning away shyly. "G-gorgeous!?" She smiled. "My! You have a way with words!" Ashka smiled. "Your smile is so beautiful." They were silent, then Ashka leaned forward. Rosetta met her halfway and the lioness and the dog kissed, the front of their snouts smacking. They stopped, pulled away and gazed at each other. Their eyes closed and they went back in to kiss some more. Rosetta moaned and scooted forward, her large chest pressing onto Ashka's. She took her arms around the dog's body and tilted her head as light smooching turned into feral macking. She heaved her mouth open and moaned as she danced her tongue with Ashka's. The dog breathed hard as she smacked her snout all over the lioness. Ashka reached down into the lioness's coat to feel Rosetta's sides. The lioness had an alluring carriage on her and the dog felt those extra pounds through the shirt. She reached down further, groping her hands on the lady's big ass. She cheeks were plenty round and Ashka stretched out her palms over the soft mounds. She couldn't help herself, she grabbed those fatty cheeks! Rosetta gasped and had to take away her mouth from Ashka's to moan loudly. Having Ashka's fingers dance around her curves was ticklish but pleasurable. Ashka bit her lip, caressing those folds. Growling passionately, Rosetta put her face in Ashka's and the two rubbed there mouths together, clicking their teeth like a pair of fighting combs. Their tongues danced, their surfaces rubbing on each other. Drool escaped Rosetta. The lioness moaned as she folded her tongue up and pressed into Ashka's. Ashka did the same. They pushed into each other, the tension causing them both to moan. Drool leaked from their faces. They went like that for a few seconds and then resumed chomping into each other, cranking their mouths. Their teeth clacked. A scent rose up to Ashka's snout. It was the smell of lust-- unrepetent pheromones that got her nostrils. It was intoxicating. She giggled and pulled away. Taking a gander down at Rosetta's pants, she smiled. "You are very [i]wanting[/i]." Rosetta giggled. "Sorry. I have alawys been very floral." Ashka pressed a hand on Rosetta's lap and gazed dreamingly. "It is alright. I don't mind." She looked down. "In fact..." She slid off the couch down to Rosetta's legs. "Maybe I'll indulge myself." Rosetta took a sharp breath in as Ashka brought her Shetland nose to the lioness's legs. Rosetta trembled, anxious at the dog about to sniff her leonine crotch! When Ashka inhaled, Rosetta could feel a tug on her vulva, even through the clothing. She twisted her toes. Ashka rubbed thumbs up Rosetta's thighs. "[i]Woooow...[/i] You have a scent!" Rosetta blushed. She was a grown woman and should have had more control over her body's instinctual behavior but she was also so passionate and her inner beast craved erogenous pleasure everywhere she went. Ashka was her old mentor and the lioness couldn't help but [i]express[/i] desires onto the dog. The dog was so close to the lioness crotch; Ashka must have heard Rosetta's spritzing wanting moistness! Ashka took another whiff. The smell was thick and humid, moistening up her nostrils. She had to twist her fingers on Rosetta's thighs. The smell was intoxicating, though. Ashka took a few more whiffs but then she did something that made Rosetta's toes curl: Ashka bumped her nose right into Rosetta's crotch. For a moment, the dog's nose pressed into Rosetta's erogenous core. The lioness squealed. There was no way she could hide how much pleasure she got from it. The sex must have been piping hot for the dog's snout. Ashka rested her snout on the cushion and let herself relax and take in the cat's scent. She had a powerful aroma, and the dog rubbed her foot over the carpet, toes splaying, inhaling lioness pheromones. "My," said Ashka, "you've had children." "Yes," said Rosetta. "Just sniffing your sex," said Ashka, "has made mine very [i]heated[/i]." Rosetta blushed, but her nose could take in Ashka scent and it was thick. She said, "Oh?" Ashka took a pillow and put it down in front of her feet. She said to Rosetta, "Now, would you like to sample?" Rosetta's smile was bright and she nodded. The lioness [i]jumped[/i] off the couch and positioned herself between Ashka's legs, her nose already sniffing for the dog's scent. She leaned forward into her former mentor's lap and sniffed the crotch through the fabrics. It was sweet but also very earthy and floral. She took in a big sniff, careful to not [i]bump[/b] her nose into the dog's body. "Oh, master..." said Rosetta. Ashka giggled and rubbed the lioness's head. "You do not have to call me that." Rosetta tugged on Ashka's knees and inhaled the dog's pheromones. It was obvious she had child, but Rosetta knew that years ago. The aroma was sweet and fruitful. "You have a wonderful scent," said Rosetta, leaning up. "As do you," said Ashka, smiling and bouncing a foot Rosetta's way. The dog took it and rubbed down Rosetta's side, lowering the cat's shirt around her shoulders. The showing of fur got Ashka in the mood. She helped Rosetta back into the lioness's seat and the dog removed her beret. Seeing Ashka remove her hat and gaze at Rosetta with those wanting eyes got the lioness to spray cum into her panties hard enough to make a noise. Ashka leaned in to kiss Rosetta. They snapped their lips while Ashka felt Rosetta's breasts. The lioness moaned as Ashka kneaded her nipples. She extended her feet to toe at Ashka's ankles. The dog giggled-- it was a touch that was both ticklish and alluring. Warm up was finished and it was time for them to get down like animals so Ashka got started on shifting into her animal dress and got removing her turtleneck. She lifted it up, pulling away from Rosetta for a moment, revealing a light undershirt and after taking off the sweater, she lifted the shirt too, revealing a slim woman's body. Age had not weathered the dog! "My!" said Rosetta, "You are still so fit and beautiful!" Rosetta leaned down and lifted her shirt, revealing some side carriage and a chubby belly. "I've... put on some weight." Ashka's eyes swooned when she saw Rosetta's flab. Placing her clothes on the floor, Ashka reached at Rosetta's sides and squeezed gently, biting her lip and eyeing the lioness with dreamlike lust. Ashka leaned down to kiss Rosetta's flab. The cat giggled and got lifting her shirt, revealing a big black bra for her large mammaries. While Ashka kissed Rosetta's carriage, the lioness undid her bra but was clumsy with her fingers and dropped the article onto Ashka's head. "Oops!" said Rosetta. Ashka giggled and saw what had just tapped her ears. A nice big bra. Ashka took a look up at the huge lioness tits that they housed moments ago, the bra warm with motherly heat. Rosetta's big breasts were out, dark nipples for Ashka's viewing pleasure. She panted and leaned up to kiss the top of Rosetta's furry breasts. Rosetta leaned back and moaned, she couldn't believe that her old mentor was smooching her tits. Kisses turned to licks, which turned into macks. Ashka let herself be beastly and drool but she was so overcome with desire she might have drooled uncontrollably. She drooled from her mouth and she drooled from her vagina. Being coated in her master's saliva made Rosetta's ankles shake. She splayed her toes with delight. "Oh masterrrrrr-- [b]ROOOOOARRRrrrrr!![/b]" Rosetta screamed for her master but her throat was overcome with primal joy and the celebratory words turned into the kind of noise a big cat would make. Ashka leaned up and reached behind to unhook her bra. The white lace article came off, revealing the woman's perky chest. Rosetta stared at the dog's soft nipples and growled with attraction. She leaned in and opened her mouth, readying her big tongue. When she leaned forward, her leg went between Ashka's thighs and pressed into the dog's crotch. It was so warm between there. Rosetta took a big lick up Ashka's tit and the dog let out soft barks. Rosetta grasped her mentor's chest and squeezed the breasts together so they pushed out as a sharper curve and kissed Ashka's tip. As the lioness placed her dark lips down on the dog's furry orb, she couldn't help herself-- she got sucking. She sucked a little, nothing that would draw milk, but it was a moment of infantilty. Ashka giggled and patted the back of Rosetta's head. When the cat chewed on the dog's nipple, Ashka cooed and threw back a howl, too overwhelmed to make any loud noise. Rosetta let the nipple draw down the crevice on her tongue. Rosetta took her lips off the breast and up to Ashka's face. They clutched each other and kissed passionately, rolling on the couch and breasts squeezing into each other. Their nipples fenced as the orbs smooshed into each other. The fur on their bellies brushed into each other. They felt each other, Ashka getting a hold on Rosetta's chub and the lioness groping Ashka's firm ass. She squeezed and the dog moaned with pleasure. The rump's softness was good pleasure for the lioness too. Ashka's curves were sensual. Rosetta took her hands up and slipped them into Ashka's pants, sliding her fingers into Ashka's panties and feeling the fur of the dog's butt. Ashka's eyes crossed and she had to pull her mouth away, a string of saliva hanging between her lips and Rosetta's, to moan deeply. It was warm within the dog's pants, and humid. The lioness couldn't control herself. She ripped a hand out of Ashka's pants and stuck it into hers. She reached into her underwear, sticky as a beehive, and got rubbing, going cross eyed and moaning like an ape and she rubbed herself deep. Ashka giggled and tapped at Rosetta's pants. The lioness stopped her masturbating and stood up to practically [i]rip[/i] her pants down her legs. The panties fell to her knees and a spiderweb of jism splattered between her thighs. Sticky essence clung to her fur all the way down. Her vagina was blushing with arousal. The silky vulva craved the touch of a Shetland lass. Rosetta saw how pink her vag had got a blushed, giving Ashka an embarrassed look. The dog giggled and got up to kiss Rosetta on the lips, the two exchanging a dance of tongues. They roped their arms around each other and held each other close, chub and tits rubbing into each other. Ashka fell back and let Rosetta escape her pants, kicking them aside. Ashka motioned the lioness down on the couch and Rosetta trembled when Ashka moved a pillow before the lioness' lap. Ashka knelt on the floor and leaned into the cave. The tops of her thighs were matted with the lioness's honey. It tickled Ashka's nose to smell such potent wanting. The dog shivered- it wasn't often that she had someone so [i]aroused[/i] in her presence, but she crept her nose forward. The heat of the sex hit her face like a floor vent and the humidity was enough to make her fur sticky. Rosetta stared as the dog drifted her nose towards the lioness's sex. She clawed the seat and her thighs twitched. Ashka's snout bumped into Rosetta's side and got wet with Rosetta's slime. The dog licked at the matted thigh, liking the taste of the ooze. The lioness moaned and dripped with pleasure, watching her former mentor lick at her honey. Ashka rubbed up Rosetta's thighs, sliding a thumb through the sticky fur. Rosetta's sex gave off heat like a vent. Ashka took a little lick at the flesh and Rosetta squeaked, folding her legs inward. Her toes slid across the carpet. Ashka gave another lick and Rosetta moaned through her teeth. Another lick up the clitoris and Rosetta heaved and with shaky energy she grumbled. Splashing her cheeks with lioness slime, Ashka leaned in and got her mouth around Rosetta's sex. She macked and chapped over the patch of warm flesh, curving her tongue as she licked the bed of lust. Her body trembled as she rubbed the buds of her canine tongue over the slick beauty of the lioness's center. Rosetta gasped, heaving in and out. She gripped the couch cushion and planted her feet to the ground to keep herself steady. Every gram of tongue pressing up against Rosetta's flesh was too much pleasure to bear. Rosetta's ass cheeks dug into the cushion. The lioness gasped and groaned into the air, tossing her head back and letting out a strained mewl to the room. Ashka gripped Rosetta's thighs tight and pushed herself forward more so that her nose bumped into the lioness's love zone with a brush of fur just above it. Ashka smacked her canine lips on the sex, the sounds of crackling hitting the room. After kneading the surface of the cat vagina, Ashka took the plunge and shoved her tongue through the crease. Rosetta let out a sharp yelp as her body was overcome with a sensation that was too much pain and too much pleasure. The dog's tongue was wriggling around inside her sex, poking at the entry walls and making her nerves roll up into a ball. Another yelp escaped Rosetta before she let out a powerful roar. She splayed her legs, fanning out her toes and extending a claw on each one. She squirmed as the lady below snacked on her privates. Her eyes were sealed as she was taken on a ride of overwhelming pleasure. Her body lit up like a fireplace. She roared into the sky, having to let everyone know that her old mentor was eating out her chops! Ashka's vagina dripped. Eating the sex of a beautiful lioness-- she hadn't pleasure this good in awhile. She combed her lips and teeth down Rosetta's erogenous folds and swept that tongue inside like she was trying to lick the remnants of a jar of jam. And her mind was so abuzz with excitement and erotic delirium that to the dog, her former student's insides tasted like raspberry produce. Rosetta screamed and burled, needing Ashka grip to keep her ass in place. She didn't like to squirm so much (it was quite juvenile) but the sheepdog was so good at dancing her tongue around in side the holiest of places that Rosetta couldn't still herself. Her body rocked like a ship. Her heart beat so fast and hard that the lioness could hear it through her bones. Ashka was lost in the taste. Her eyes dulled and she heaved air through her nose onto the lioness's pubic fur. Her moans were muffled by a face full of vagina and thigh. She pushed her nose into Rosetta's body enough that her nose bunched up at the end but she didn't stop sucking and eating. She could feel wetness ride down her chin. Rosetta's roar had become coarse and she pushed herself deep into the seat behind her as she let out a massive call and snapped her legs out so far her toes scratched the back of the couch. Ashka went feral and devoured the lioness's sex as cum sprayed everywhere. The dog snarled like a werewolf as she dug into Rosetta's center and juice splashed her face. The lioness rocked, her legs hanging outward and shaking in the air. Her roars became violent, like she was trying to scare off prey but they were roars for love, for the dog eating her out. Her body ejected its orgasm like holding in her juice was too much of a task for her weakening body. The flow faded but Ashka kept devouring. The taste of her student's skin was delicious but when Rosetta slowed, Ashka pulled her head up, slime hanging from her lips. She giggled embarrassed that she let herself get so feral. Rosetta rested back, gasping and breathing hard into the air. Rosetta looked down. Ashka smiled and let out a little ruff with cum dripping from her lips. Rosetta growled. The lioness got up off the couch and placed her lips into Ashka's. They kissed. Saliva deluged. Their breasts squeezed together as Rosetta lowered Ashka to the floor. They tangled their maws and tongue, squirming with delight. As they kissed, Ashka undid her belt. She freed her tailless waist from the confines of her pants and had to pull away from Rosetta's face to pull the slacks off her legs, kicking them off with her feet. She took another kiss from Rosetta and slid down her panties, revealed the dog's youthful vag-- wet with arousal. She kicked off her panties, leaving both articles on the floor. The two kissed but then Rosetta took her lips down to Ashka's neck. The dog moaned. The lioness lowered herself and kissed Ashka on the top of her perky breasts. Ashka moaned and when Rosetta gave a large lick over the surface of her breasts, she giggled. Rosetta kissed and sucked the breasts, first the left one than the right. She moved downward and kissed Ashka's belly. Ashka giggled but her humor ceased when she felt the whiskers of her lioness friend tickle down her belly towards her sex. She squirmed when she felt a lioness's kiss on her vaginal lips. She stuck the tongue in; the big cat's tongue. It cut through the folds like an axe through a tree. Ashka yelped. Her student was inside her. The tongue danced around the inside of her tunnels like an intruder making herself at home. The tongue wiggled around inside and pressed against the walls. Ashka lost her breath. Rosetta licked down Ashka's lips, tufting up some fur. She growled. The taste was too good. She was euphoric but a predator's instinct took over. Her pupils dilated. Her snout bunched up as she snarled. Drool escaped her, dripping on Ashka's taint and floor. Ashka whimpered, worried about what Rosetta was about to unleash. The lioness chomped. She rubbed Ashka's sex with her lips and gently scratched them with her fangs while her tongue licked up from Ashka's taint. Ashka giggled as the wet rag wiped between her legs and flicked the fourchette. The lioness took Ashka's thighs, monstrous fingers sinking into the sheepdog's thick vases. The lioness lift up the dog's center to bring it closer to Rosetta's mouth. She devoured, chomping loudly and jabbing the tongue around like a knife at prey. Ashka fell back as her legs were lifted up and as Rosetta attacked her sex, she squirmed and squealed, rolling on the floor and slapping her arms around. She barked, but barking was not enough. She howled. Right away, she was at a hefty volume but as Rosetta picked up her attack, she howled louder than any wolf. She pounded the floor as the lioness devoured her. Rosetta snarled and raged. Her eyes went vicious and her mouth tore into the sex like a grinder. She growled and roared like a beast, slapping saliva everywhere. It splashed all over Ashka's thighs, the floor and her breasts. Ashka howled. With a lioness tongue diving into her cooch, she couldn't help it. Every action her body took was involuntary. The way her ass clenched like it was trying to pinch the carpet, the way her legs dangled out in the air like they were trying to reach the roof, the way her toes splayed-- they were all involuntary. Everyone must have heard them, not just the party but the whole neighbourhood, but both beast ladies were in such an erotic trance that they couldn't care about keeping up appearances or keeping quiet. They made their noises. Rosetta having her face in Ashka's vagina didn't muffle her snarls and roars too much. The lioness dug inside Ashka, touching every wall it could reach. Her body was overloaded, the vagina offloading the nervous reaction to every other part of her body. It had to. The sensation was too much. Her limbs flailed and her body overwhelmed itself. Ashka's orgasm took Rosetta by surprise. One second she was devouring pussy the next it was firing back with fluids. It sprayed out of the cunt and got on the lioness's face, coating the fur of her snout and dousing her eyes. She didn't quit. She devoured. Her answer for the surge of orgasmic essences was more hunger. She twisted her face around like she was trying to plant a cheek on each inch of Ashka's vulva and thighs all at once. The orgasm roared, churned, and then went silent. Ashka caught her breath with loud gasps. Rosetta settled her mentor down on the floor. Rosetta pulled her face away from the dog's crotch, juices hanging from her maw. She coughed and then settled down on the ground, resting her back on the floor and catching her air. They gave themselves a soreness by being so physical on the carpet so they sat on the couch again to get comfortable. Their bodies were wet with sweat and fluids. They panted. Ashka giggled, looking over the form of her lover. "My! Someone is still as [i]vicious[/i] as ever." Rosetta blushed and grinned sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I, I let myself go." Ashka shook her head. "Of course you did!" She rubbed a hand down the lioness's leg. "I [i]like[/i] it even if it's..." She giggled nervously and rubbed a hand through her hair, "a bit frightening." Rosetta smirked. "Sorry. Lioness." Ashka's eyes lit up. "That intensity inspired me for years. I even did a painting inspired by you- Her Gaze. I changed the subject to jaguar to not steal your essence." Rosetta nodded. "Oh. Maybe I've seen it!" Ashka grinned warmly, then looked down at the lioness's midriff and reached over to rub the tummy of the big cat lady. Rosetta giggled at the touch but then rumbled peacefully. "I heard you had a child," said Ashka. "Yes," said Rosetta, rumbling happily. "Percy. I had him with a show director I collaborated with." She thought for a second. "Now that I think about it, it wasn't that long after I left that I had him..." "Just one?" asked Ashka. She giggled. "You remember my two boys I had with Thomas. Morrie moved to France and lives by a lake. He invited me over last year so I could skinny dip. Doug got with a very pretty manta ray girl named Britney and has already blessed me with two grandchildren." Rosetta's eyes lit up and her crotch got warm. "You're a grandmother!?" Ashka nodded, almost smug. Rosetta's heart beamed and the lioness leaned into Ashka's face to kiss. The lioness couldn't tame her tongue, the organ wanted to dig inside Ashka's mouth and the sheepdog's tongue joined in. They macked into each other, grunting loudly and drooling. They held each other close and made their animal sounds. They did that for a minute, their large breasts wrestling with each other and fencing their nipples, but then the ladies pulled away and caught their breath for a second. Ashka smiled and got down on the floor. Gazing at her partner, she opened her legs wide and a gust of hot air emerged and touched Rosetta's partner. Rosetta stretched her feet, fanning her toes and extended her claws as the sides of her feet rubbed the carpet. She got up and sat down in front of the presenting sheepdog, unsure how to go about it, but she opened up her legs too, wanting vaginas facing off, and the two scooted closer together until their legs interlocked and their vaginas touched. "Oomp!" said Rosetta. Ashka moaned. Their vaginas were so hot to one another, like keeping the sticky slits of flesh on the other would eventually burn. But they never did. Rosetta lifted herself up and down to rub the cooch into Ashka's, the two silky surfaces massaging into each other. Ashka gasped and yelped, slipping in a little bark. After a moment of stunned stillness, she rose herself. They pumped into each other, massaging their sexes into each other like machinery. Their thighs twitched, both student and master overcome with erogenous sensation. Their feet twisted and toes fanned out. Rosetta looked at her teacher-- the woman she wanted for so long. Rosetta remembered Ashka being so beautiful and dignified but it was a different picture when the dog woman was moaning with her jaw hanging open, drooling grin on her face, and tongue flopped out. Seeing Ashka in such an unindignified state set Rosetta off. She came, juices squirting out all over herself. She fired a burst sharp enough that Ashka could feel it, causing the dog to coo and fold her toes. Feeling hot juice on her vulva got the dog to loosen and she began to cum as well, firing silken moisture all over herself. The two ladies moaned as they came into each other, smacking their vaginas into each other with out wet slaps. Juices got on the floor and on their furs. Their centers pounded into each other, the sounds of flattening meat. They smacked and smacked until their bodies had pushed out all their orgasms. They settled on the carpets. There was a silence where chatter outside was heard. The party went on without them. The untangling of legs was only temporary. When they got their horny back, the legs folded into each other and they scissored some more. Ashka was the one to cum louder this time, yelping loud and giving a half-assed howl into the air. Rosetta growled and let the cum break out of her. They regained their breaths as Ashka sat there with her legs out, her pussy blushing, and a grin on her face. She asked, "Did you want to fist?" "F,fist?" asked Rosetta. "Please..." said Ashka. "Fist me, my child." Rosetta hesitated but crawled forward. She took her arm, clenched a fist so that her claws were tucked inward. She pressed a knuckle into Ashka's vulva and the heat from the sex tickled the fur on her finger. She rose her eyes to confirm to Ashka for entry. Ashka nodded. Holding the dog's thigh, Rosetta pushed her arm into the lady. There was firmness she would need to push through but with enough force the fist split the vagina and entered. Ashka went still, completely, for a moment. Her face and body twisted and squirmed as the arm moved down her sex cavern. Rosetta got pumping and the dog's eyes went stupid. Her mind evacuated her body as the intensity of sex took over her consciousness. She made weird noises like she was trying to bark, moan and howl at the same time. She flailed her legs and gripped her thighs, digging her claws into the softness of her thighs. Rosetta dripped lust onto the carpet as the lioness pumped inside her old mentor. Ashka couldn't handle it and fell back. Rosetta rearranged herself and kept up the thrusting, her fur soaked with juices as it danced inside the dog's hindquarters. Ashka had no control so when she accidentally kicked Rosetta's arm, the lioness forgave her. The dog's eyes darted in all directions. The fury inside her rumbled like a volcano and when the fisting got too much, she burst. She made noises ghoulish and her sex fired out its cum. Rosetta didn't notice. Her arm might have gotten a little warmer and a little wetter but at that point she was on fire and covered with her own and her partner's juices so she didn't notice. Ashka stretched out her legs in a v for one last cum and then relaxed. The lioness had fisted the sheepdog well and once the lioness removed her hand from her lover, she took it to her pussy and rubbed while her fingers were still coated with hot dog essences. The touch made her vulva blaze. She closed her eyes, turned her head up and growled as she stroked. The dog got her gumption back and looked up to see the lioness so needy that she had taken to pleasure herself while there was a wanting sheepdog laying right there. Ashka got up and licked her lips. She stretched an arm up to crack her elbow and then approached Rosetta, the lioness the prey this time. Rosetta knew what was to be done and took her legs out. Her fatty ass squished on the floor as she presented her vagina to Ashka, precum dripping down her taint. Ashka clenched a fist. She moved closer and once Rosetta nodded in agreement, the dog stuck her arm inside. Rosetta cracked her head and roared. The roar lingered out and quieted to a rumble before Ashka got thrusting, looking up at Ashka to see her reaction. Rosetta was neutral at first but once the fist dug inside her, her demeanor broke. She began squirming and squinting. She snarled. Sharp claws gripped the floor as Rosetta stretched out her legs and took the vaginal pummeling. The sex was tight around Ashka's arm so she had to flex muscle to move it around. It was struggle but feeling the insides of her lover made Ashka wet. The dog's knuckle hit deep into Rosetta's sex and the lioness roared. She narrowed her eyes and roared again. Ashka sped up and something inside the lioness broke. Her face fell. Jaw haung open and her tongue flopped out. Her eyes went doeish and they glimmered. The lioness panted like a puppy as her former mentor drilled her. Rosetta dropped her legs to the floor, holding them out at a wide angle while Ashka punched her cunt. Drool trinkled off her tongue to join whatever mess was all over her large round breasts. The lioness hiccuped and then she folded inward, pivoting her feet towards her center. Her eyes narrowed as something boiled within her. A roar blazed within and a force rushed down her body like a rainstorm. Cum spurted out of her and coated Ashka's elbow. The lioness roared and pushed her arms down to grip the floor and use her forearms to pry her legs open, to keep her opening nice and wide. There was anguish in her roars, and behind her snarl were eyes full of pain, but once her orgasm stopped she blinked and looked around. Seeing Ashka, she chuckled. Ashka removed her arm. They took a moment but the lust fired up. Rosetta slid her round ass across the carpet up to Ashka's face and the two kissed. Simple pecks turned into mouths open and lips sucking on each other. They moaned. Rosetta found herself opening her legs some more. Ashka did the same. Rosetta stretched her legs out on the ground like an acrobat and Ashka stretched out as far as she could, the 50 year old not worrying about how her hips would feel tomorrow. It couldn't be helped though. With Rosetta around, her legs spread. It was her nature to flash her sex to a woman she truly wanted. Their vaginas were hot and just a foot apart but their warmths called to each other. Rosetta slid forth and so did Ashka. They jostled forward to each other as they made out until their vulvas touched. They squealed. Rosetta took her arms around Ashka and Ashka wrapped hers around the lioness and they gripped their backs tight as they tried to tug each other's body closer so that their vaginas would smack harder. They rocked into each other, their vaginas making loud smacks. Pushing with their thighs, they knocked into each other. Slap slap slap slap. They fumbled into each other, boobs swinging about. Kissing was too difficult for two women in the middle of thrusting their vaginas into each other like they were trying to clap out a nursery rhyme. There was that and the fact that close up the lioness and the sheepdog had six inches between their faces. They held each other close and arched their backs to slap their crotches into each other while the legs snapped close to each other parallel. Their legs lifted up the floor, sandwiched together but up at an angle. Their feet twisted around and their toes curled. Their voices got coarse as an orgasm came around. The Shetland sheepdog barked through her nose and pushed her cheek into Rosetta's and they moaned. Cum splashed around, getting on their bellies and on the carpet. They grasped their air but once they settled they stared at each other again and leaned in to kiss, Rosetta sliding her legs out so she could lower herself to Ashka's lips. It was gentle, quiet smacks of love, but their lust returned and they got smacking their pussies again. After smacking out a few more orgasms, the two went back to the couch to regain some energy. They were fierce women but also women in their middle age so they didn't have the will to make it through a half dozen orgasms without getting winded. There were bottles of water by the end table so they each took one and replenished their juices. "I cannot believe how long it has been," said Rosetta, looking sad. "I've been missing [i]this[/i]? I'm a fool!" Ashka giggled and hung a foot over the lioness's way, rubbing down Rosetta's fur with her dog claws. "I'm just as much to blame. You... were always my favorite student. I've thought about you a lot over these years." She lowered her hands to her crotch and slid fingers down her vaginal lips. "[i]A lot[/i]." "Now that I'm here," said Rosetta, "I can't think of anything I would rather do than be with you." Ashka snerked. "Too bad you didn't get me during my younger years." She stretched upward, creasing her ribs through her flesh and her arms cracking. "I'm not as nimble as I used to be." Rosetta stretched a long, chubby leg out, hanging her foot off the couch in the air. "Guess I'll have to be the feisty one." She thought for a second. She got on the ground, on her back. Using her hands to pull her thighs back, she exposed her vagina out like she was serving it on a platter. Looking up at Ashka with a smile on her leonine maw, she waggled her eyebrows and her vagina sweltered. Ashka took a pillow and put it down in front of Rosetta. Holding the lioness's big ass cheeks in her claws, and leaning down to reach the lioness's vagina, Ashka lapped at the pussy. She ate it slow, kissing, licking, digging into it. Rosetta moaned and lay her head back, closing her eyes. This went on for a few minutes but a burning erupted in Ashka's loins. She reached down to rub it as she ate out her lioness friend, but the touch of her fingers was not enough. She leaned up. Rosetta was curious was the sheepdog was doing but the sheepdog turned herself around so that her ass was facing Rosetta and then on her 50 something knees, she squatted down and spread her legs so that her vagina was bare and without blockage to smack down on her cunt. Rosetta squeaked with delight! Ashka's legs were pained with exhaustion but strength roared in her calves and knees as she rose herself up and slammed her sex down on the bed of her partner, crushing the lioness's vulva with wanting flesh. Rosetta screamed, her eyes bulging and vacant on intelligence. She couldn't have anything of an intelligent thought when erogenous pleasure was so strong that it shut off most parts of her brain. Ashka huffed and smacked her thighs down on the plate Rosetta was serving. She held her fatigued arms up to keep balanced but slammed down onto the lioness. Her breathing got deep and sweat broke out over her body but she remained active in rising and lowering her center onto Rosetta's. She had came too many times and her body was weak but if there was anything to get her to cum one more time, it was her former mentor slamming vag down on hers. Rosetta whimpered and clutched her hands as vaginal juices burst from her sex, pouring over her taint and thighs and Ashka's body splashing the splooge around. Strings of sticky stretched between their bodies as Ashka lifted. Rosetta heaved and moaned, tilting her body on her back as Ashka hammered out the lioness's orgasm. The lioness roared and roared but her voice got weak and her body settled. She had came once again. She dropped her legs and held out her arms, her chest heaving with tired breaths. Ashka saw that her friend was done and the sheepdog got down on the floor, almost toppling over on weak legs. She looked over at the lioness, the big chubby cat lady, sprawled out. Ashka giggled. "Tired yet?" Rosetta chuckled and waved a foot at Ashka, tapping the sheepdog's knee with claws. "Yes. That was the last one for me." Ashka slid herself over to the lioness and laid herself down beside the lioness. Still catching her air, Rosetta cuddled with her former mentor. Ashka reached over to feel one of Rosetta's large round, breasts. They held each other close. Rosetta and Ashka took a proper break. They relaxed on the couch and talked for a bit, allowing their bodies to rest and cool down. There was an eager audience outside, and the sheepdog and lioness thought they would entertain those who wanted to see them. While Rosetta and Ashka wiped themselves down with some tissues, a seagull and buffalo came in and moved a love seat to the center of the room so that the lovers could sit on it and show their naked, sexy selves off while others watched. Newspapers were found and scattered around the room over the wet spots that the lioness and sheepdog emitted. A crowd of over a dozen people came in to watch the two middle aged women kiss each other and rub each other's privates. It was slow and not very physical as they were sore and tired from the heated session they had just finished, but it was pleasurable for the two and it was pleasurable for those who watched. As the guests stood around the two old lovers in a semi-circle, the people watched Rosetta and Ashka kiss and touch each other. Erections rose on pants and pheromones rose from crotches. It took Jean to unzip his pants and bring out his (13 inch) penis and start masturbating for other guests to gather it was ok. Other cocks came out and hands went up skirts. Franky, a white furred fruit bat, had his eight incher out and was watching on in desperate, fapping with incredible speed. "I know they're artists," said Franky, "but this is my favorite work of theirs! How often do paintings get someone aroused?" Jean chuckled rumbly. "It's not unheard of. Personally, I cannot view Champs de jeunes filles with my inner chicken squawking like it has its feathers in a vice!" Franky bit his lip and speed picked up for a second. "I'll have to come to these things more often then!" A hippo lady in the corner hastened her rubbing and roared loud as she came. Where the cum went, no one could see. It set off Jean though and he could feel an orgam boil in his taint. "C,c,can I c,c,cum on them!?!?" asked Franky in a desperate panic, eyeing the two middle aged lovebirds. Jean frowned. "Leave them be." The chicken stop fapping and knelt down in front of Franky. "Use me instead." Jean took Franky's dick and opened his beak to wrap it around the bat's cock. When he clamped down his hard mouth on the bat's dick, it fired. He took a few sucks and Franky's ejaculation began. The bat took Jean's shoulders while the chicken sucked out a load of jism that needed to get out. He sucked it all down and loved the cream. Clearing his throat, he got up, big chicken cock bouncing in the air. "Good?" Franky hung his eyes and stared out into space, basking in the glow of an orgasm. "Yeeeeeah..." Jean gazed upon Rosetta and Ashka dancing their tongues on each other. He took fingers to his cock and got fapping again. "Ready your mouth then. In a few minutes I'll need to same service." The party settled down and guests got heading home and Rosetta and Ashka remained naked. They moved out into the main room and sat down on the main couch, watching the room empty as guests left to home. Ashka held her arms around Rosetta's shoulders. "You know... my house is only down the road." Rosetta picked up on Ashka's implication and grinned. "I would love to come home with you, but I'm afraid--" she arched her back, the back sore-- "I'm rather spent and I do not think that the trip from here to your place will replenish my stamina." Ashka grinned and rubbed her shoulder into Rosetta's. "That is adequate. Your old mentor would only like to cuddle between now and when slumber comes for us." Rosetta's eyes glowed, and she grinned, whiskers spreading. "I would love that too." She reached over to rub the thigh of the Shetland sheepdog. "I've really missed you." "As I have you," said Ashka, rubbing fingers on Rosetta's neck. "It seems we let all these years pass us by without talking to each other." Ashka's eyes got warm. "Perhaps we should make up for lost time?" Rosetta looked down at their reddened vulvas, sweltering with friction. "I believe we've done that already." "I haven't [i]begun[/i] what I want to do to you..." said Ashka. Rosetta cuddled close. "Perhaps then I could spend [i]alot[/i] of time at your house." Ashka rubbed down Rosetta's knee. "You could move in if you like." Rosetta moaned, falling in love with her old mentor deeper with each second. She kissed the sheepdog on the side of her mouth. They shared a peck and then Ashka looked around. "Where did our clothes go?" "They're still in the other room," said Rosetta. "We should get them on if we are going to leave." Ashka gave a sultry grin. "Nonsense! It's not necessary." Rosetta giggled and flexed her lips to stifle a laugh. She was up for what Ashka was up for though. The two went up, passing by the few guests left at the place, and went back into the room in which they saw Jean on his knees, his beak down in one of the stains that Rosetta and Ashka left and his cock out with him cranking it. He took a big breath in and sighed in ecstasy. His smile broke when he saw the lioness and sheepdog staring at him. "Oh! Didn't realize you were still here." He got up and took his hand off his cock, letting the big chicken cock bounce in the air. "Pardon me, but I [i]had[/i] to take a sample of your intoxicating scents!" Ashka grinned, putting a hand to her side. "I do not mind. Do you need to send me the bill?" Jean, cock still out and erect, waved his hands. "Nonsense! Messes like these are an expected expense of hosting a party." His eyes went starry. "My, when Christie LaChateau came around last November, I left a number of stains around the house myself!" Ashka giggled. "Good evening, Jean." "Au revoir!" said Jean. Rosetta and Ashka took their clothes and found a bag out in the main room to stuff their things into. The paintings would remain at Jean's place but Ashka and Rosetta were ready to depart, with their butts, breasts, and [i]worn[/i] vaginas out in full display. With a wave to the crowd, they said their goodbyes and they walked out the front door hand in hand.