Paybacks are a Bitch: Three Tails of Friendship
Something I cooked up for a commission trade. Not my usual avenue, but I'm rather pleased with the results nonetheless. Edehn is copyright herself (FA user name Imari_Edehn), used with permission. Unless you are seeking your own personal payback of sexual extortion, Do Not Taunt Happy Fun Ball (tm) !!!
Paybacks are a Bitch: Three Tails of Friendship
2006 by Eldyran
Edehn stared at the two pink bunnies that in turn, stared upside down at her. She wiggled her hind paws, and the pair of fluffy Lepus did a half assed shuffle at the end of the bed, then remained still.
Another four seconds successfully wasted.
The lioness adjusted a bit on her bed, curling a leg under her bum, the bare white fur of her naked thighs rubbing across the cotton sheets. The song, "Bohemian Like You" from The Dandy Warhols echoed from every corner of her cluttered, mussy room from her stereo, which sat on an unused dresser, its hypothetical contents tossed about on her bedroom floor. An empty container of double dutch chocolate ice cream sat by the side of the bed, its leftover contents meting into sticky entropy.
Stacks of twice read romance novels piled up beside her bed, and a jumble of DVD cases spread out before her; none of them even remotely interesting enough to evoke the mythical side of the lioness called 'motivation'. And besides, the last thing she wanted to see was another sappy movie where Hugh Grant wound up with the goof ball, yet attractive, girl after a flutter of quixotic and vaguely romantic coincidences.
Happy endings like that existed only in Hollywood scripts.
Edehn glowered down at the wide assortment of wild fashion all around her on the floor, but decided to bury her flat muzzle into an outstretched leg instead. Why bother getting dressed? She had no where to go anyway. As if in tormenting, divine intervention, her cell phone rang, and she groaned out, falling on her back. The lioness' ample breasts gave a slight sway as the old spring mattress underneath her voluptuous feline body absorbed the momentum.
As the phone continued to ring, Edehn pulled out the pillow from underneath her long golden head fur and tried to smother out the noise. Her white fur, decorated with bursts of darker colored bands and splotches across her back, thighs, and upper arms, bristled a bit at this unwanted intrusion into her deep depressive slump. The dark colored tuft at the end of her tail whacked the pillow she hid underneath again and again, until the ring tone ceased.
When the mobile phone rang again, the lioness gave a muffled growl before tossing the pillow away, and then turned on her side to root through the pockets of a pair of blue jeans on the floor. She flipped open the device and brought it up to her left ear, where it pressed into two earrings: a bar and a little red heart tag that read, 'Edehn | Delphi's Kitten'.
"What?" Eden growled out, falling back into her scarlet sanctuary.
"Now now, Ms. Aestus," said a soft, yet deep feline rumble on the other end of the line, "Is that anyway to talk to the most attractive guy you will ever lay eyes on?"
"I don't know, Paul," Edehn shot back, "Put your boyfriend on the line and we'll see if he has a problem with what I'll say about him."
"Bitch ..." the white tiger said, laughing back. "We heard what happened. We told you not to go out with that jerk, oh, what? Three months ago?"
"Yeah yeah ..." the lioness murred out, her other limbs sprawling out across her bed, "... I just thought Jake was trying to get Jonathon for himself, thats all." Despite her melancholy mood, the lioness grinned a bit, and could just imagine the large, robust white tiger shooting the slender cheetah a glare on the other end of the call.
Old history.
"Sounds like something the little drama queen would pull ... hey ... we're coming by to pick you up in fifteen."
"What for?" Eden asked, her brow furrowing.
"We're all going to hang out at the mall."
"But I don't feel ..." A sudden click cut the lioness' protest short. She drummed the poor fluffy bunny slippers into her bed and gritted her canines together, growling. After rolling off the tangle of red sheets and into the jumbled pile of stochastic apparel on the floor, she shot up and stormed off to take a shower, claws flexing from her paw tips.
"Next time Edehn, girl, make straight male friends." She muttered to herself, casting off the pink guardians of her hind paws before stepping into the shower. "Threats of castration work so much better on them ..."
* * * * *
An hour later Edehn shifted a bit in boredom in her chair at the food court, her ass already numb from the unforgiving, hard recycled plastic. The lioness brought the straw of her fountain drink up to her muzzle lips and slurped, the lax expression on her face projecting her tedium. Her gaze scanned the throngs of furs walking by, some with little kits and cubs, others hauling huge plastic bags marked with store logo's brimming with the not-so-bare essentials. The curvaceous feline glanced at her watch and sighed, her slitted green eyes coming to rest on Paul and Jake, who sat across the small table across from her.
The white tiger's thick sheet of shoulder muscles rippled underneath his tight gym shirt as his large paws groped the back of the cheetah's neck, their muzzle lips locked tight against each other. As their wet lips molested each other, Edehn caught a glimpse of two rough, sandpaper tongues dancing in the sloppy confines of their intertwined muzzles. Jake's spotted paw took a hold of Paul's stripped one, and moved it down from his trendy silk shirt to rest on the juncture of his slender inner thigh. They had gone from light make out to gaudy exhibitionism in only ten minutes.
"Real smooth guys, make out in front of the girl who just got dumped." Edehn said, rolling her eyes and turning side saddle in her chair, miffed. The two males unlocked for a moment to look at her.
"You just want what you cant have, our little jaded fluff princess," Paul replied.
The white tiger beamed a grin at her, patting the thigh of the feline next to him for emphasis, and leaned back in to bite the spotted, silky fur of Jake's neck. The cheetah closed his eyes and moaned out softly under the assertive move, his slim paws roaming over his boyfriend's broad chest.
"Whatever." Edehn growled, tearing her gawk away from the amorous pair.
As the two continued their riske display of public affection, the lioness pretended to take faux interest in the enthralling read of illuminated food court menu's. Her peripheral vision never wandered far from Jake, however, and took keen, detailed mental notes in how the cheetah squirmed in response to each dominating caress of his lover's rough touch. A mixture of bottled up anger, sexual frustration, and flush of covetous dominance coursed through her gut, mixing with the nauseating churn of greasy fast food.
Paul was right. Edehn craved what she could not have. It usually didn't matter what it was. The fact that it was bared from her was justification enough to take it. Usually by any means necessary. Besides, Paul goaded her with his smug attitude. Time to erase that self-satisfied grin off his muzzle once and for all.
The white tiger was always like this, but despite all the playful banter and rough housing, they continued to be real close friends. Interestingly enough, Paul seemed to get more protective of her after they had got drunk at a friend's party and sneaked off with each other to make out in the upstairs hallway closet three months ago. The only thing the white tiger hesitated to admit about that hilarious affair was his monumental hangover. Edehn loved to rib Paul about how awkwardly he fumbled around the disheveled bedroom the next morning for his boxers, and did so whenever Jake was around, much to the introverted cheetah's embarrassment, mayhaps even jealously.
The lioness' plan to steal her friend's pride and joy took shape in her devious mind, but first she had to get them out of public view, and back at their place.
"I don't know about you two little heathens," the lioness blurted out, getting up from her seat, her tail whipping back and forth, "but I need to pick one last thing up before we head out." Jake uncurled himself out of Paul's grasp.
"What's that?" the cheetah asked with wide cobalt eyes, before smacking Paul's groping paw away. Edehn didn't say anything as she walked off, the oncoming wave of mall goers gawking in shock to her multicolored short sleeve shirt which read:
Each Time You Kill a Kitten the Goddess Masturbates
Please, Think of the Goddess Masturbating!
As the two felines scrambled for their drinks and ran to catch up to her, ducking and weaving through the throngs of shoppers, Edehn kept her eyes open for the catalyst in this coy little coup d'etat. She spied the mall security wolf patrolling on the lower level, and jumped on the escalator down. Her two pals jostled each other on the moving staircase, laughing at one other.
"What was that about Ms. Mysterious?" Paul quipped as he poked the lioness in the back. Edehn threw a hard elbow into the thick wall of his abs for his effort. The white tiger grunted and fell into the cheetah's embrace, who struggled to keep the larger, buff feline upright.
"I see it over there," Edehn pointed at no particular shop, walking past the uniformed lupine. The two oblivious friends trailed close behind, unaware of her approaching treachery. She spun around, paws slapping the fountain drink out of the cheetahs paws, where it splashed open against Paul's workout attire, the ice falling at his hind paws.
"What the hell Edehn?!" Paul roared, looking down in disbelief at his soda soaked clothing, and the wolf looked up, moving over to the commotion.
"How dare you touch me like that, you jerk!" Edehn growled out, and the lupine guard thrust himself between the three friends, careful not to fall on the slippery mess under him.
"Whats this all about, gentlemen?" the wolf half growled, glaring at the two males, his attention focused elsewhere as the lioness slipped her deft paws around and unlatched the guard's nightstick. The two felines looked at each other in confusion, then at Edehn, who snatched the nightstick and bolted. The wolf looked down and realized the theft, his paw twitching near its empty holster.
"Hey, come back here!" the lupine howled out, and tired to sprint after the thieving lioness. His hind paws slipped on a few cubes, and the large gray wolf landed on his back hard, the wind knocked from his lungs in a sharp bark that echoed throughout the cavernous mall. Paul and Jake took off after Edehn, not wanting to be around when the wolf got up. The three unruly, laughing felines sprinted through the mall and tore out of one of its exit's doors, the limping lupine far behind them, barking into his radio. Paul's VW bug pealed out of the parking lot before the convergence of mall security could get a good look at his license plate.
In other words, business as usually for the three, close knit friends.
* * * * *
Half an hour later the front door to Paul's and Jake's apartment swung open, and the three felines stepped through, picking at each other. Paul peeled his sticky gym shirt off, examining the carbonated mess of his cotton shorts. Jake smacked his soggy ass, and mewled when Edhen poked him in the small of his back with her latest acquisition. The lioness twirled the nightstick around, making mock lewd gestures with it at both her friends.
"Play nice you two, I need to clean off this mess," the tiger grumbled, moving into the bathroom. "And Edehn, paws off my boyfriend while I'm gone." After he shut the bathroom door, Edehn sat down on the floor by the couch, setting the nightstick down beside her. Jake flopped down on the couch and flipped on the television, surfing the various cable channels. After finding nothing interesting on all three hundred channels, the cheetah turned to the lioness.
"So you wan to get your tail handed to you in Unbelievable Tourney '07?" Jake said with a sly leer over to the other feline.
"You wanna speak into my good ear, Jake?" Edehn replied, flashing a vicious grin back and grabbing one of the GameStation controllers. "Because I just thought I heard you beg for a smack down."
Jake got up from the couch, went over to the entertainment center, and bent down to turn on the console system. Edehn's gaze covertly stalked that small, tight ass, which obliged her so willing before he straightened up and flopped back down on the couch, flipping the AV signal on the remote.
"You want anything to drink?" Jake offered as the GameStation Logo appeared on screen.
You have no idea Edehn thought to herself, trying to suppress a evil grin. "Maybe later."
The two felines played a few rounds of the FPS, the score fairly even, until the sound of the shower spray came through the closed bathroom door. The corners of Edehn's flat muzzle curled upwards a bit, but she had only a small time window to execute the perfect crime. She knew Paul tended to groom after showers, even quick ones, but she had only minutes at most. The lioness' paw dropped down from the controller to clutch the nightstick by her side.
"Ohhhhhh you just took that rail gun shot into the ASS sista!" The cheetah hissed out, trying to trash talk his gal pal, until he noticed she wasn't really playing anymore. "What? Bored? You want to play a different game?" The lioness gave her response when she pounced him from the floor, thrusting the nightstick just under his chin, letting him know she meant business. She adjusted her legs to straddle the smaller feline, and grabbed his wrists with her free paw, pinning his arms above his head.
"Yeah ... this game is called Submission. There is only one winner, and you're looking at her." the curvy female said, her soft and ample bosom pressing into his slim chest. The juncture of the nightstick handle bore down just a bit on Jake's vulnerable Adman's apple, and the surprised cheetah mewled, struggling under the heavier feline.
"Edehn ... what are you doing? Get off!" Jake hissed, his slitted pupils narrowing in fear.
"Jake," Edehn cooed, "you don't have to make this hard ..." Her paw released his arms and slid down his chest a bit, a single extracted claw running a light circle on the outside of his silk shirt, around the hardening bud of his nipple. Jake's eyes widened, a soft gasp escaping his quivering muzzle lips. His entire chest suddenly lit on fire, searing his frozen lungs. A blistering gout of pleasure coursed through the taught nub of flesh, arching like lighting all the way down his spine to his tail.
Male or Female. It didn't matter. It still felt very, very good.
"Edehn ... Paul's in the other room ..." the shaking cheetah mewled, his stomach muscles jerking a bit as the lioness' paws slid down and up underneath the smooth material of his shirt, seeking a more tactile means of seduction. When the rough pads of Edehn's paw tips pinched and flicked the sensitive, hard nub, the cheetah's eyelids fluttered a bit. Edehn smirked. Just as she thought, the submissive feline reacted accordingly to how she predicted. "I'm not going to fool around on Paul."
"Oh is that so?" She growled, and Jake's paws clutched her wrists when her paw tips worked harder on the vulnerable flesh, a groan tearing from his gaping muzzle. "Is that what you said three months ago when you and Johnathan had sex in his apartment after you helped him set up his new Home Theater System?"
"Y ... you know about that?" the cheetah backpedaled, his only avenue of excuse already cut off. "How?"
"Please," the assertive lioness rumbled, her sharp, extracted claws inching their way down the taut muscles of his quivering stomach, through the soft, spotted fur, "You think Johnathon could keep any secrets from me? I made him tell me. And if you haven't figured it out yet, I'm very good at getting males to do what I want." Her paw dropped down to his crotch to clutch his sensitive orbs through his designer slacks. Jake gasped, his lungs freezing on him again, the firm, feline paw warm, insistent.
"Now, you're going to be a good kitten aren't you?" Edehn purred up to the other feline, His eyelids fluttering a bit as she gently massaged them. "And just lean back and enjoy." The lioness' domineering grasp gave a firm squeeze on his furry orbs to emphasize her position. "Aren't you?"
The cheetah whimpered in relentance and sank back into the soft cushions of the couch, giving a small, submissive nod.
"I knew you would," Edehn cooed, and slid the nightstick off his slim chest to deposit it on the couch cushions. It wasn't necessary any more, and she preferred to have both paws free, anyway. Her left paw slid down the smooth material of his shirt till it groped the swelling length in his slacks. Edehn's flickering ears snatched up every one of Jake's delicate mewls her deliberate paws illicited from his subservient flesh.
The lioness unbuttoned the cheetahs slacks with methodical precision; the heat and musk of Jake's guarded arousal waifing up from his damp boxers like something delicious cooking in an hot, moist oven. When her paws slid his pants and boxers down to his knees, the rush of cool air sent a flood of sensation shotting through the hot, wet feline tip, just poking out from its silky sheath. Edehn surveyed the fruits of her labor, and the quiet whimpers, gentle arch of Jake's hips sent shivers up her spine. Her paws wasted no time in gripping her friend's sheath, her paw pads pushing the loose skin down to expose more of that wet, glistening, pink feline cock. The lioness rolled the cheetah's furry sacs around in the pads of her other paw, savoring each gasp falling from the other feline's lips.
Jake's mind swam from all the conflicting feelings and sensations coursing throughout his body. No female had ever dared to touch him like this before, and yet he couldn't deny how good it felt. He couldn't think of any reason why he shouldn't give into this pleasure, and the risk of getting caught only made the absurdity of the current situation even more hard to resist. Any reservations Jake had about caving into the lioness more than insistent advances evaporated when her hot, moist feline muzzle enveloped his slippery cock head. The cheetah moaned out, his legs parting a bit, and Edehn smiled as her muzzle slipped down the cheetahs shaft in the open invitation, the fleshy backwards barbs of his member tickling the confines of her maw.
As more of Edehn's muzzle sank down on his length, the ridges of her hard palate rubbed along the topside of his shaft, and the sensation sent a gout of pre shooting down the lioness' throat. Jake's paws flew to the sides of her head in instinct, and he threw back his head, his parted muzzle agape with a deep seated, sensual groan. The lioness purred around the slick flesh, and the vibrations sent shock waves of pleasure rippling deep inside the cheetah, radiating to his weakening extremities.
His hips bucked up a bit when the tip of his member met the back of her throat, still wanting to go deeper, feel more. Edehn obliged, and tilted her throat so the fleshy tip slipped in just a bit, the vevety fold of her larynx closing around him. The feline closed her green eyes in contentment as the throbbing meat swelled in her muzzle. A few drops of salty, bitter sweet pre slipped down into her stomach, to mix and churn with the liquid buzz of adrenaline and arousal. Few things were better than a muzzle full of throbbing cock.
But this female dominatrix was dead set on getting all of those things from this mewling male sub.
The lioness pulled off the cheetah's slicked, glistening flesh pole, and let his glans hover just at the entrance to her parted muzzle, small strands of thick saliva connecting the two. After an exhale sent her blistering breath over the sensitive organ, she ran her sandpaper tongue just under the head of the swollen glans, and then used the tip to lick the bead of pre that formed at its slit. Edehn's green slitted eyes cast a sultry look over to her friend Jake, who trembled at the cusp of no return, and waited for his reply.
"Please ... Edehn ... make me cum ..."
The lioness didn't have to be asked twice, and her feline muzzle lips enveloped his flesh once again, the sandpaper tongue working every throbbing vein on the way down the cheetah's length. As Edehn's flat muzzle bobbed gently, the suction of her loose muzzle lips made slurping noises, and Jake's hips arched to meet the ravenous and skilled oral ministrations. Her head and neck worked a steady tempo, which soon rose a crescendo, a steady flow of thickening pre sliding down into her eager guts.
Both of the aroused felines were so absorbed in their clandestine act of debauchery that neither one heard the shower turn off.
One of her paws slid of his stomach fur to tweak a perked nipple, the cheetah moaning out and bucking hard under the experienced paw pads. The other paw continued to tug and fondle his furry sacs, which now drew tight up against his groin, the heavy orbs churning with thick feline cream. Jake cried out each time his hard cheetah sex plunged into the silky depths of her muzzle, his prostrate swelling deep within him.
For the coup de grâce, the lioness placed the rough pad of her index finger right against the pink, flexing rosebud of the cheetah's sensitive pucker, teasing it in light circles, before parting it gently, her paw tip slipping inside. At that critical moment, Jake's body cared not that the muzzle and paw tip belong to a female, primal nature took hold, and the probing furry digit forced him over the brink of climax.
Jake's cobalt blue eyes fluttered, his spotted ears flattening back against his slim skull as he yowled out, his prostrate pumping spurt after spurt of his salty feline spunk from his pulsing sacs into Edehn's eager muzzle. She swallowed as much of the tasty cream as she could, the rest spilling out from her muzzle lips, dribbling down the white fur her chin. The door to the bathroom opened suddenly, and Paul emerged, a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Edehn, Jake what are .... WHAT THE FUCK!" the white tiger roared, and Edehn whipped around her head to stare at the robust, and very pissed off feline, his boyfriend's cum dribbling down her muzzle lips. Jake opened his eyes and wailed in dismay, paws attempting to cover his hardness, which still continued to splash his thick white seed across the black spots of his fur. Paul's golden eyes hardened and bore down on the two reprehensible felines.
Caught in the act.
"I trusted you Edehn!" the tiger roared, storming over to her and grabbing a pawful of her blond head fur. The lioness hissed and spat, claws swiping at the herculean grip, but the tiger just yanked hard, grabbed the nightstick off the couch, and dragged her across the floor. Edehn roared, more in indignation than pain, as her wide hips and soft buttocks bounced on the carpet, giving her rug burn through the seat of her jeans. The white tiger's huge deltoids flexed as he jerked her to a stop at the door to his and Jake's bedroom. The tiger shot his cheetah a hard look, growling.
"Get in here you little bitch!" Paul growled out. "What did you think, that you could sneak around my back and expect to escape without punishment?" Jake mewled and got off the couch, his paws reaching down to pull up his slack, before a hiss from his boyfriend cut them off. "No ... take it all off ... let me see your naked guilt." The cheetah flatted his ears and gingerly stepped out of of the slacks pooled around his ankles, before pealing off his silk shirt.
His once lust filled length hid in the confines of his sheath in shame.
For a moment, the two struggling felines stopped to gawk at the slender, toned cheetah, lost in lewd admiration. Paul looked down and caught Edehn doing the same thing he was doing, and jerked her into the bedroom, Jake meekly following close behind. Inside the bedroom the lioness thrashed, her hind legs kicking, hoping to snag the tiger with one set of claws. Paul struggled to keep the feisty feline down, pinning her arms. The wet towel wrapped around his waist unraveled in the struggle, and fell to the ground, exposing his impressive, white furred sheath and its endowment contained within.
"Make yourself useful," Paul hissed over to Jake, "Take off her pants." His roar silenced his cheating boyfriend's pathetic mewling. "Get to it!" The naked cheetah dropped to his knees and tried undoing Edehn's jeans, but a savage kick across his flat nose from the sputtering, hissing female made his eyes water.
"No blood, no foul" the white tiger laughed, and pulled the lioness' shirt up over her head, blinding her long enough so that Jake could pull her pants off. The lioness, stripped down to her bra and panties, hissed and clawed at the two males, her ears laid back. The burly white tiger hoisted the ornery female up onto the bed, and had his boyfriend go to one of their dresser draws to scrounge up some leather straps from their personal play stash. After some rough maneuvering, and a couple of claw swipes to their faces, the two lovers secured the lioness down on all fours to their bed. Paul stepped back and whistled; making a smug, sweeping gesture out with his paw to the bound feline.
"Is it a beautiful thing to see, Jake? Our feisty little fluff muffin humbled so?" Paul said to Jake, who still had problems meeting the glare of the larger feline. Although Edehn couldn't move her paws much, she still shot them the double bird, one for each of the assaulting, self-satisfied males.
"Sit and spin, fuckers!" the lioness hissed out, the tuft of her waving tail bristling a bit. She turned her head and smiled at Jake. "But you've already done that haven't you, cheetah? Taken my paw tip deep inside your tight ass." Paul glared down at Edehn, resentful. The skin under Jake's spotted cheek fur turned beat red, and he hid behind the white tiger. "And I saw how much you liked it, too. Made you cum so hard. I bet no male has ever made you feel like that." Paul's chest rumbled with a deep, savage loathing, and Jake stepped back, sulking, hoping his boyfriend had forgotten him for the moment.
"Does that piss you off, Mr. Macho?" Edehn shot back, her arrogant sneer mocking the white tiger. "To know that your boyfriend will fantasize about me instead of you?" The stripped feline roared, and clawed off her panties and bra, trying to humiliate her, but the unrepentant lioness just wiggled her bare, shapely ass at his boyfriend. "Like what you see, prissy boy? Curious about the other side of the fence? I know you are ..."
Paul blinked, his anger bated somewhat at Edehn's strange suggestion. When the tiger stared down at the cheetah, he noticed how shamed the smaller feline looked, trying to hide his sheath with a discreet placement of paws. Paul tore his paws away, and found nothing out of the ordinary. Jake ducked his head, and Paul grinned as he stepped up behind the naked cheetah, wrapping his arms around Jake, nightstick tight against the spotted fur of his bare stomach.
"Well Jake, do you?" the taller feline whispered into his boyfriend's ear.
"No! Paul what are you talking about!?" the cheetah said, looking back at him, his ears flattening against the back of his skull. Paul grinned down at him, the tiger's paw dropping down to stroke the soft, spotted sheath. His mind contemplated the perfect punishment for his unfaithful boyfriend's lack of discretion. As the tiger's mammoth paw bore down on the cheetahs sheath, the tightening grip evoked a moist, pink tip from its opening.
"Finish what you started, pussy." Paul said in a commanding, deep throated tone, and rubbed his sheath against Jake's backside, the tiger's slight thrusts forcing the cheetah's emerging length closer and closer to Edehn's rosebud, right under her weaving tail.
"Paul ... what ... I can't!" the gay cheetah bemoaned, closing his cobalt eyes, shaking his back back and forth in dismay. Paul set the nightstick on on the bed, and continued to stroke his boyfriend's emerging, semi-flaccid length with one paw. The tiger's other paw cupped Jake's firm ass, paw tip sliding up and down the furry cleft, right under his twitching tail base.
"Sure you can." The tiger whispered, but loud enough for the lioness to hear. "You didn't have a problem letting her blow you just now. Seems you owe her a little something. Its only fair after all." His paw tip hovered over the cheetah's rear entrance. "I'll even make it easy for you ..." Paul's paw tip pushed into that tight ring of muscle, before slipping deep inside. Jake's moan echoed around the small bedroom, his barbed shaft hardening under his boyfriend's probing, experienced digit.
The white fur of Edehn's inner thighs dampened from just watching this unwilling male's excitement, her dripping sex filling the room with the unmistakable fragrance of her arousal. She licked her lips, and tried to move, before the restraints on her ankles and wrists reminded her of her forced passive participation. Even as Paul's digit worked its way in and out of his boyfriend's clenched tail hole, the white tiger dropped to his knees beside the cheetah, and his muzzle moved underneath Edehn's tail.
The lioness shuddered as the rough grit of Paul's feline tongue scraped across her own sensitive pucker, his thick, slippery saliva coating her rear entrance. As the white tiger pulled back, the paw he used to finger fuck the cheetah pushed forward, until the tip of Jake's sex touched Edehn's slippery, flexing pink starfish. Using one paw to guide his boyfriend's cock, he used the other to drive the cheetah's hips forward. Edehn groaned out in both ecstasy and pain as Jake's tip pushed apart her tail ring, his barbed fuck pole slipping just inside. Jack gasped out, shuddering from the exquisite, tight heat enveloping his member, his paws gripping the lioness' curvy hips to steady himself.
"Ohhhh yeahhhhh," Paul groaned out as he watched inch after inch of his boyfriend's feline cock slowly disappear into Edehn's cushy ass, the tuft of her tail whipping about in a frenzy. Once Jake's hips pressed tight against Edehn's bottom, Paul rubbed a ridged paw tip right over the cheetah's prostrate, sending a gout of pre spurting into the lioness' bowels. The tiger stood up and placed his flat muzzle next to the cheetahs ear, listening to the steady pants and whimpers of pleasure escaping his estranged boyfriend's quivering muzzle lips.
"How does it feel?" Paul whispered.
"S ... so t ... tight." Jake gasped out again, eyelids fluttering, his paws sliding up and down the silky fur of the lioness' hips.
"Then fuck her."
The cheetah hesitated a moment, before pulling out of the lioness' tight heat, before thrusting slowly all the way back in. Edehn whimpered as the barbs of his sex scraped against the thick walls of her tail hole, his girth spreading her guts apart with a spike of pain, tempered with a flood of pleasure. Jake soon seesawed between Edhen's clenched ass, and Paul's prodding digits, mewls of delight falling from his muzzle as his slender, spotted hips bucked hard between the two. Paul's swelling member spilled out of its massive sheath, leaving a wet smear on the fur of Jake's toned thigh.
While continuing to finger fuck the cheetah, the white tiger picked up the nightstick off the rocking mattress, licked the hard plastic length clean with his feline tongue, and inserted the wet tip into the moist slit of Edehn's sex. As the ribbed, black length parted her folds and slid up deep inside her, her vaginal walls rippling with its passage, the lioness roared out, drenching it in her thick female cum. As Edehn's anal passage clenched around him, Jake yowled out, but before he could explode into her depths, Paul pulled his fingers out of the cheetah's ass. His quick paw tips pinched off the area between his boyfriends furry ball sack and groin, prematurely cutting his climax short.
"Not so fast there, stud," the tiger whispered into the cheetah's spotted ear, "not until we sandwich her between our cocks." Paul pulled the nightstick out of Edehn's sloppily slit with a wet slurp, then slid the cream covered tip up his boyfriends ass crack. As Edehn slumped into the mattress slightly, Paul lifted the cheetah's tail, before sliding the ribbed implement up inside Jake, Edehn female cum lubing its difficult passage. Jake gritted his teeth at the penetration, but then moaned as the ripples in the plastic rubbed over his prostrate, his length hardening deep inside Edehn once again. Both felines shuddered hard, their arousal already building again.
Paul grinned and climbed onto the bed, working his way underneath the lioness, who licked at his hard, furry body while he positioned himself. Jake started working the nightstick in and out of his tight ass, fucking himself as he in turn fucked the lioness. Paul grabbed his own rock hard kitty cock, and slipped it deep inside Edehn's slit, his girth spreading her hot, slick sex until it poked gently at her cervix.
Edehn's body bucked at the double penetration, straining against her leather restraints. Paul's paw found Jake's own, and moved it down from Edehn's curvy hip to her sopping, slick folds, where he took his boyfriend's pawtip and worked the hard button of the lioness' clit. In response, Jake took his over paw and grabbed Paul's free one, moving it up to one of her undulating mounds of flesh, their paw tips leaving dimples in the soft, pliable flesh.
Paul grunted.
Edehn groaned.
Jake growled.
While the symphony of sensual moans echoed off the bedroom walls, the carnal dance of three extremely close friends reached a fervorous crescendo. As the lioness rolled her hips in tandem to the two male's alternating thrusts, their barbed cocks rubbed together through her walls, stimulating that sensitive bundle of nerves deep within her. They worked each other's receptive flesh for what seemed like hours, sweat matting their medley of spotted, stripped, and splotched fur. The three furs alternated french kisses, their sandpaper tongues dancing deep inside their interlocked muzzles, sweat dripping onto their bucking, overheating forms.
Their engorged, swollen sexes slipped into, enveloped, fucked each other, until their strained wails of rapture broke. The three furs climaxed together and came, not individually, but as one throbbing, spurting animal, riding out its orgasm with reckless abandon. Edehn's body simply had no room to store the massive flood of male cum, and the excess squirted out of her with each three way thrust, adhering the feline's pelvises together in sticky union. The three sweaty, cum drenched felines collapsed into a matted furpile, paws caressing, pants softening in the afterglow. For a few minutes, neither one said anything to break the feeling of unity, of closeness.
Three feline tails crossed, wrapped around each other, the boundaries between friends and lovers disappearing.
"So Paul," Edehn purred out, pressing her muzzle lips in a quick kiss to the tiger pinned underneath her endowment, "Did everything go according to plan?" The white tiger laughed, his heaving chest bouncing the two felines piled on top of him with much effort.
"How did you know?" Paul chuckled, claws gently raked her silky cheek fur.
"What are you two talking about?" Jake asked, the confused cheetah shifting a bit, his sticky member still planted deep inside Edehn's hot, cum filled guts.
"You're cute," Edehn said, wiggling her shapely ass into the cheetahs slender hips, "but not too bright. Your boyfriend set us both up, amigo." The cheetah shot the tiger a dirty look, before the stripped feline locked muzzles with him, laughing.
"You ASS!" Jake roared out.
"Guilty as charged," Paul grinned, before stroking the pile of fur on top of him, "But Edehn, seriously, how did you know?"
"You pulled my head fur a lot harder when we made out three months ago, so I knew you weren't really mad at me for what I did with Jake." the lioness grinned down at the tiger, "Which means you pretty much expected I'd put the moves on your boyfriend today ..."
"Anything to get you out of your foul mood, my fluffy slacker queen," the tiger winked.
"Why did let her seduce me???!!!" the cheetah hissed out, not so much in anger as in confusion.
"It was the only way to setup a plausible reason to punish you," the tiger smirked back, rubbing a spotted ear, "there by effectively killing two birds with one stone ..."
"Why would you have to ... punish ..." the cheetah's words trailed off as Edehn gave him a guilty look. "You bitch! You told him about Johnathan and me, didn't you!"
"Ease up there, Jake." the white tiger said, placing his paws on the cheetah's thin shoulders. "I made her tell me." He looked deep into Edehn's slitted green eyes for emphasis. "If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm very good at getting females to do what I want." Edehn punched the tiger in his shoulder.
"Owhh ..." Paul grumbled, looking hurt. "You didn't have to do that."
"You didn't have to manipulate us into a three way ..." Edehn began.
" ... Considering I would have joined in at the drop of a hat anyway ..." the cheetah finished for her, smiling coyly, and the two other felines looked back at him in shock. Obviously they weren't the only ones who were manipulating things behind the scene. "I slept with Jonathon to get back at her for making out with MY boyfriend." Paul looked up to Jake, who stuck his small pink tongue out the white tiger. "If my boyfriend's going to a little whore, then he better expect payback ..."
"Oh come on guys," Paul laughed again, "its not like we didn't pay each other back eventually, and have some good natured fun in the meantime."
"So ... want more 'payback' next week?" Edehn quipped back, curious, one ear perked. The three friends looked at each other for a moment.
"Why not right now?" Jake offered.
There was dead silence, and then the fur pile started to rock, rub again ...