First heat
The following story depicts sexual acts between two consenting adults. Both are anthromorphic felines. All ideas and characters represented here-in are of my own creation and any resemblance to others works is completely coincidental. It this story is of no interest to you, you are not of legal age to view such material, or if you have found this by accident... please use the back button now... if you are here to read a yiffy story... carry on but be sure to clean up after yourself. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- First Heat... A story by Jon Girard, inspired by a friend It was a warm spring night as a mysteriously dressed figure enters a city familiar to him. He has spent most of his life here, though he travels often. However, this trip is for business and not pleasure. He is a bounty hunter called in to track down a murderer who has committed four murders in the last five days. As he walks down the main street people are starring at him for the way he is dressed, and for his scent. You see, this is one of the few places where anthromorphs are not hunted, and are allowed to live freely. Our stranger, Tarin, is completely concealed from head to toe, for he himself is an anthromorph. He wears a fancy black silk top with long sleeves that tuck under black leather gloves. The exquisite gloves have small red gems on each of the main knuckles. He has a mask the covers his face that is aided by the hood of a large, flowing black cape. On the cape is a depiction of a fierce golden dragon. The bottom of his shirt is tucked into black leather vambraces. Those in turn are tucked into black leather boots. The studs are a brilliant gold, and if one looks close, golden chain can be seen worn under the shirt and vambraces. The only visible weapon is a large hilt protruding from under the cape at his back. All in all the man stands about sex foot seven. He makes his way to the only tavern in the city and gets a table. When the serving wench comes over he orders a glass of moonshine and begins to review the details of the murders and compiled thoughts behind the crimes. The only connection that the victims had to each other is that they were all male felines of some sort. Feline in the aspect of anthromorphic of corse. They each died of multiple slash marks, resembling claws. This leads to the deduction that the murderer is either and animal, or half such. Once he has finished reading what he has, he puts the scrolls away and looks around the room. His reputation and occupation are known here and a few are watching him nervously. He is sure at least half those here are wanted for once crime or another, but surly nothing with a pay off large enough for him. He watches for a short while before the door is opened and a figure dressed much like himself enters. Tarin is half tiger, White tiger to be specific. When this person enters his sense of smell goes wild and he can feel some kind of primal urge trying to take over. He immediately focuses and pushes back the urge. He has never dealt with this feeling or smell before so he has no idea what to think. Once he comes back from the strange feeling he turns his attention to the stranger. Her clothes are loose but he can tell that she is in fact a female. Once he concentrates he realizes that the strong scent is coming from her. He watches her closely but discreetly as she gets a table and orders herself a meal. When her food arrives and she removes her mask to eat he realizes that she is also and anthromorph, a feline of some kind. She eats her meal of chicken and ale and gets up to leave. He follows her for a while before she turns down an alley. He takes the corner and she is right there. She whips around to face him and yells out with a feral voice. Obviously feline, and female. "You! Why are you following me?!" "Pardon me miss, but I would just like to question you about the recent murders." She goes to say something, But stops and turns, taking off with unexpected speed and agility. He reacts quickly, jumping about 30 feet from a stand still to the rooftops, following her scent easily. He doesn't think it will end until she accidentally goes down a dead end. It is then that Tarin jumps down, landing a few feet behind her without a sound. When she turns around she is startled and falls to her rump. She panics and starts to ramble. "Please... I didn't do anything... at least... at least not on purpose. The men attacked me... I was only defending myself. I don't know what's going on... the burning... it's like a fire... it won't stop." Finally, she stops and quietly begins to cry. Now things make sense to him. The scent she is giving off is her body in heat. Judging by the fact she doesn't know what is going on... it must be her first. The men who attacked her were male felines who had lost control in the urge and tried to rape her. She was defending herself and is not a murderer. He is strong willed and can fight off the urge to take her, good thing too for she would not be able to stop him. He thinks for a moment before speaking again. Before he does he walks to her and kneels near her. "Please miss, stop crying... I know you did not murder those men. I know you were attacked, and that you are going through a strange time." She sniffs a bit and stops crying, looking up to him and speaking. Her voice is a bit more enchanting and less feral. "Your, not going to arrest me?... you believe me?" He reaches out a hand to help her up, being sure not to let her to close. The last male felines she met, she killed. He does not want her to know what he is just yet. "No, I will not arrest you and yes I believe you. I know what it is that you are going through and I can tell you how to stop it." She blinks a few times, unsure if she heard what she thought she did. "You... can make it go away... and never come back?" He thinks of how to reply. He knows it will come back eventually, it is part of who she is. "I will not lie to you, it will not go away forever and will return every so many moons. All I can do is tell you how to stop it when it comes." "Please sir... help me." "I will, but let us get out of the streets. Come with me back to my place." He turns and walks off, signaling for her to follow him. She doesn't think she should. She does not know who he is, but he says that he can help her. Against her best interest she follows after him. He walks through the streets that he knows well. This time of night the citizens out are less that petty thieves. All that see him try their best not to be seen. That are all aware of his reputation and fear him for good reason. Finally they arrive at the Talon. The largest most prestigious inn that this city has to offer. He does not go to the front door however, and makes his way around the back. He goes to a door that is almost invisible and unlocks it with a key from somewhere on his person. Once the door is open he lets her in before closing and locking the door behind them. They go up a few flights of stairs. Once they reach the top he unlocks one last, large door and opens it. She walks in and looks around, almost not believing the size of the so called room. The whole top floor is one large room. There is a desk, large bed, large self heating bath, and a large collection of weapons and armor of different sorts. On the desk is a large amount of gold and many books and scrolls. Though it is highly cluttered there is a system to it and she can tell that this is where Tarin spends most of his time while he is in his room. Tarin turns his attention from her to the door to close it and lock it up. Once finished he puts the key on the desk and sits down at it to file a report on what he has discovered about the murders, claiming them as self defense and not murder. The female walks towards the bed, looking around and seeing she is alone with him she undresses down to her leather undergarments before sitting on the bed. Tarins nose is suddenly attacked again as he finishes his work. He turns to see where his friend is and his jaw nearly drops. It turns out that she is a snow leopard. Her body and features are perfect in ever way imaginable. As he looks over her body he once more has to fight to stay in control of his thoughts and actions. The scent is one thing, but seeing her nearly nude form sitting innocently on his bed is another thing all together. He shakes himself from his thoughts and sits on a large soft chair near the bed. "Now miss, what is your name?" She sits up from laying down and looks at him. "My name is Lotus, what is yours?" "My name is..." He pauses, unsure if he can trust her with his true name or if he should give her the name he is commonly known by. He decides not to tell her his true name just yet. "My name is Tarin." She has a feeling that he is indeed hiding something, but is not sure on the matter so she leaves it be for the time being. She flops her long tail over her lap and brushes it nervously with her claws. "Well Tarin, it is nice to meet you... but please, you said that you could help me." He doesn't want to come out and tell her, he wants her to be comfortable with him first, so he decides to explain things a bit first. "Well miss Lotus, before we get into that I would like to learn a bit more about you. How old are you?" She thinks a moment before replying to his inquiry. "I am almost nineteen winters old, why do you ask?" "Alright, well for starters the burning you are experiencing is your body in heat. I can tell it is your first heat, though you seem a bit old for it." "Well this honestly is not the first time, but it seems to be getting worse and worse..." "Okay, well the longer you wait to take care of it, the worse it will be when it comes back. Please excuse my next questions. You do not have to answer them if they are too personal." He pauses for a moment or two. "Have you ever been with a man, though about it, or pleased yourself?" She tilts her head to the side, trying to understand his questions. When she finally does she blushes slightly under her fur. Tarin does not notice for he is somewhat looking away from her enthralling spots. Finally she answers him. "No... I have never been with a man, though I have thought about them before. I have never had a family or friend to teach me of these things so I know very little about themself or my body for that matter. I have never pleased myself, nor do I know how. Please... Tell me." He slowly turns his gaze to her. She looks very innocent sitting on his bed in just a leather top and leather thong. He decides that perhaps he can begin explaining it to her, but first he has to get out of these clothes. He stands p and she watches as he undresses. Once she sees what he is she gets a bit nervous, but relaxed at the same time. To her this explains why he knows so much about what is happening to her. Though he is not a female feline, he is in fact a feline. When he is finished and finally nude, Lotus looks him up and down. As she does this Tarin can tell her scent has gotten a bit stronger and he knows what she is subconsciously thinking. He sits back in the chair and speaks. "How does it feel to see me like this? Without clothing.. And yourself so little clothing?" "It feels.... strange really. I have never felt it before and do not know how to even begin to describe it." "Very well, but now I am going to have to ask you to remove your remaining clothing. Then lay down on the bed." "Alright..." She gets up and slowly slides out of her top and her thong, proceeding to lay upon the bed. As she does Tarin feels his dormant member twitch slightly. Her delicate flower is as perfect as the day she was born. Untouched and unscathed by herself or others. As he begins to talk his voice has changed. It is now soft and teasingly charming. Though he has no intention of it, his body is trying to seduce her. "Alright, now I need you to close your eyes and relax with deep breaths. Does the burning get stronger?" Her voice is also changed by her mood. It is now more innocent then before. "Yes... It is a bit more powerful, but also clearer in a way." He gets up quickly and walks over to sit on the bed next to her, speaking in a gentle, charismatic voice. "Alright now Lotus... I am going to touch you gently. You can stop me anytime you want. Okay?" She swallows hard, not believing that she is agreeing. "Alright Tarin." He gently brushes the hair from her face, running his hand against her cheeks softly. His touch moves to her neck and chest, staying clear of her breasts. He is just trying to get her relaxed and comfortable. One hand moves to caress her legs, while the other works on her stomach. It is now that she begins to purr softly. The sound like music to his ears, though he doesn't realize it just yet. "Oh my Tarin... that feels strange, yet wonderful at the same time." "Yes, I'm sure it does miss. Shall I proceed, or stop?" "Please, do what you will... the burning is fading with ever passing moment." He adjusts his position and returns both hands to her upper body. One on each side of her chest, caressing her softly. His hands slowly and Simultaneously move to her breasts. What one hand does, the other copies. He slowly makes wide circles around each breast with a few fingers. He brings the circles tighter and tighter very slowly until he rubs his thumbs gently over her nipples. As he touches them she releases a soft moan. He takes his time touching and kneading her soft delicate mounds. The sounds emanating from her mouth telling him that she is enjoying herself greatly. Finally his hands leave her breasts. His left arm goes under her head and around her shoulders, pulling her gently to his lap. He leans in, grazing his lips over hers, but nothing more. His right hand moves slowly down her stomach. Using a minuscule amount of pressure he grazes his hand over her untouched womanhood. She arches her back slightly at the touch and her legs spread a bit for her curious hand. It is nor that she opens her eyes for the first time since she lad laid down. She gazes up into Tarins pools of sapphire that capture her thoughts. Before she knew what she was doing she had her lips pressed against his. He returns the kiss eagerly, both relishing the warm softness of the others lips. As their lips are joined he runs his hand over her rapidly moistening flower, and once more she arches her back. Her body instinctively trying to get more of the pleasure that Tarin is teasing her with. Then she breaks the kiss to speak. "Please... Tarin... Whatever your doing... Don't stop." He nods before moving his mouth to her ear, grazing past it before he kisses it gently. He sucks on it lightly for a moment before moving kisses to her neck. She begins to purr again as he nibbles on her neck and brings his hand to rest on her hot lips. Using one gentle claw he carefully scratches at her precious clitoris, causing her to moan out his name. At this point his own organ is growing and is now out of it's sheath. He adjusts his and her position slightly as to not contact her with it. His kisses and nibbles move to the other side of her neck as he begins to rub the tip of his finger up and down her wet slit. Not pressing hard enough for penetration, but enough to elicit moans and purrs from her mouth. "Tarin.... Mmmmmm..." He smiles to himself, glad that she is enjoying herself as much as she is, and as much as he himself is as well. His kisses on her neck stop and he once more kisses her lips. This time he parts his lips and licks at her with his tongue while they kiss, hoping she will permit him. At first he does not think that she will or doesn't know what he wants to do, but soon her lips part permitting his long rough tongue in her mouth. His tongue rubs against her and before long their tongues are dancing together and she moans softly from him his finger. He kisses her for a while, all the time teasing her hot, wet slit. When he finally breaks the kiss he moves in one fluid motion. His kisses end in her cleavage and his body ends laying gently on her. He licks circles around each breast slowly, ending by flicking his tongue over her nipple, causing her to gasp each time. Finally unable to bear the smell without a taste he licks his way down her stomach, ending with a kiss to her clit, sucking gently for a moment. She gasps loudly and arches her back, pressing her slit further into his waiting mouth which he eagerly sucks and kisses. Tarin is now laying at her feet, with his head between her legs. He inhales her musky scent before slowly extending his tongue and gently licking up her slit. Her taste is sweet and tangy, the exquisite taste of a total virgin. Just to tease her further he licks at her pink tailhole, again and again, causing her to gasp and pant. Her hands move to his head and her claws gently dig into his head, egging him to go on. He continues to lick at her rosebud before finally pressing against it until the tip of his tongue slides inside her intestines. Her breathing gets rapid as she yells out. "Tarin! Oh my... what are you.... Never mind! Just don't stop!" He slowly fucks her tailhole with his tongue for a while before withdrawing from her and rolling off her onto his back. She looks over, still panting and sees his large throbbing member, motioning to it she asks. "Tarin... What is that?" He takes a deep breath, trying to slow his heart rate. Giving her time to stop panting and control her own breathing. "This is a males sexual organ. Females have a type of hole, and males have this. Though a females organ will remain mostly the same from female to female. A males may change in side and color. Depending on the race of the male as well as age in some cases. Young are produced by a joining of these organs. The feeling generated by this union is much stronger then what you have experienced thus far." She nods her understanding and her hand moves to grasp the base of his member. She is gentle and curious, but when she touches him it twitches uncontrollably and she withdraws her hand quickly. "I'm sorry... Did I hurt you?" "No miss... It felt good... Just I am not used to it is all. It has been a while since I have been with a female, and it is hard not to mate you. The burning you have gives off a strong scent that male felines can small. It makes us want to mate you, to feel your body under ours and produce young. This is why those men attacked you. I was able to resist the urge, they were not." She thinks about his words and feels somewhat badly. The men who attacked her... were in a way trying to help her. Help her stop the burning. She is not going to make tarin suffer. She can tell by his face it is hard for him not to do what his body wants to. If he wants to mate her, she will let him. She moves to lay on the bed with her legs spread wide. Giving Tarin a good view as well as a good smell. She gives him a look of sheer willingness and innocence. He looks at her curiously. "What's on your mind now miss?..." "I want you to mate me Tarin. End my burning while I help you in return." It takes him a while to understand what she is saying. Can she be serious, does she know the risks of her actions? Is she ready to bear young you she become pregnant? Not to mention that he is larger then most males... the risk of injury to her is much greater... but then again... at least with him he can be careful... other males would just thrust at her with no care for her innocence or feelings. "Are you absolutely sure miss? It is your first time... and I won't lie to you, it will hurt mostly at first, especially since I am so well endowed. Most males are not as large as I am. You don't want this to be special to you?" She smiles at him warmly. "Tarin, you are special to me. You're the first male to speak to me as an equal, and not as perspective property. If anyone were to do this to me, I would like it to be you." He only nods as he moves to lay on her, between her legs. The tip of his large member inches from her opening. He presses gently against her until the first inch of his organ pops inside of her. He watches her wince in pain as he moans slightly. She is so very hot and tight it is impossible for him not to enjoy it. "Are you alright miss Lotus, shall I stop?" "No... It is uncomfortable... but lets wait and see what happens." He slowly withdraws from her until he is almost out. Her face portrays her slight pain and discomfort but she wants him to continue. He slowly and gently pushes back in, going in a bit further then her was before. He repeats this over and over again, each time more of his large member disappearing into her hot center. Before long she stops wincing and begins to get wetter and wetter, making his passage much easier. Soon enough she is enjoying his attentions without any sign of pain, purring with each movement. After a bit he feels the stretch of skin in her, protecting her virginity. He pauses just against it and kisses her passionately before breaking the kiss and speaking. "Miss... I am about to break your innocence. You can never have this back and it will hurt. Are you still sure that you wish to do this?" She smiles at him affectionately. "Yes Tarin, I am sure." "Alright, do you want me to do this slowly, or quickly?" She thinks about it for a moment before replying. "Go quickly. It might hurt more, but surly for a shorter period of time then if you were to go slowly." He nods before caressing her face with the back of his hand, then he leans down to kiss her. As their tongues begin to dance once again he thrusts all of himself into her hot center. The kiss breaks as his member tears through the thin layer of skin and she cries out in a loud roar of pain. He kisses her forehead, holding his hips perfectly still until she says otherwise. About three or so minutes later she looks towards him and into his eyes before nodding for him to continue. Slowly, and carefully he pulls himself out of her. As he does so a small amount of blood flows from them. His nose catches the scent of her strong blood even though he was expecting it and he fights off the urge to sink his fangs into her neck. You see, Tarin is also part vampire. Conquering the feeling for now he slowly pushes back into her until he is hilted in her center once more. He can feel her cervix at the tip of his member and he is glad that he can fit all of himself in her. She winces with pain, but he can tell from her face that the pain is lessening. He continues this, each time her face gives way to pleasure as the pain subsides. Finally she begins to moan with each thrust, and purr with each withdrawal. Not long after she is moving her hips to rut against him harder and faster then he alone can accomplish. She may be new to this, but she is catching on quickly. He is sure he will not last long at this rate. "Tarin... Please... Faster. It feels... so.... good!" He rolls her onto her side and lifts her upper leg high into the air. Then, straddling her lower leg he begins thrusting into her once more. He can feel himself reaching the edge and he starts concentrating on keeping himself from it. Not long later she screams out his name as her slits powerful muscles clamp down on his member. Her juices gush forcefully from where they are connected, flowing over her legs and onto the bed. He slow to a stop, thinking she will be tired and want to rest. "Please... keep going... You have not yet finished yourself." "Are you sure? Are you not sore?" "Sore?.. Tarin this is the best feeling I have felt in all my life.... I want to feel it again." He grins at her as he once more being to hammer into her, relishing the sounds she is making as he does so. He can tell her leg that is in the air is getting tired so he moves her once more. He positions her on her hands and knees, her tail moved aside. He slowly enters her, kneeling between her legs behind her in a doggy... or kitty style position. As he is thrusting into her he rubs her tailhole with a finger. Gathering some of her slick juices he gently inserts the finger into her rosebud. She reacts quickly, gasping and moaning. "Mmmm... Tarin!.... Deeper!... Deeper please!" He withdraws himself from her and places his tip against her pink rosebud. It takes a little pressure, aided by the juices covering his throbbing member, to slide slowly into her. She arches her back, wincing slightly with pain. The pleasure she receives from him penetrating her intestines so far is much greater then the pain so she says nothing. She crosses her arms on the bed under her and lays her head on them, leaving her ass and tail high in the air for Tarins amusement, and her own pleasure. He goes at her for w while before he cannot hold back his seed any longer and pulls out, falling back onto the bed, breathing heavily. She rolls to sit up, her tail absentmindedly stroking her wet slit. "Why... did you stop... sir?" "Because, if I hadn't... I was going to pop. If I do that... you might end up bearing my young." She smiles and crawls to him, straddling him. Het hot, wet, dripping hole only inches from his throbbing and glistening member. She rolls her hips on his seductively for a moment until she moan as his tip slides back into her waiting crotch. She leans down and kisses his ear, then kissing his passionately as she raises her hips slightly. Leaving herself right above his shaft, waiting to slam down on him. When she breaks the kiss she says. "Tarin... I want you to release. Bearing your young would be an honor, should it occur. I seek no commitment from you.. Just a promise. I want to be sure that I will see you again after tonight... you mean a lot to me... believe it or not." He sighs happily, smiling. "I promise miss Lotus, you will see me again." With that she drops down on him, taking all of him at once quickly. She roars in pure bliss at the sensation as she rides him good and hard. Soon she can see in his eyes that he is close, and this time he cannot pull out of her, she is in charge. She is close too however and forces herself to hold out for him. She leans down ans kisses his neck. He does the same, nibbling slightly. Lost in the moment he cannot resist the strong blood flowing under the skin of her delicate neck and his fangs grow for the bite. The following events flow simultaneously. She reaches her peak, roaring in pleasure causing the room to shake slightly. Her juices from and her flower squeezes Tarins member. As she squeezes him he releases his load. Long, powerful blasts of his powerful seed splash against her cervix triggering another, more powerful orgasm that she will never forget, or top. Her pleasure is doubled from that point as Tarin sinks his fangs into her neck and draws out her blood. Shortly after the ordeal her body is weak and her mind is tired. She passes out into a deep sleep. Once Tarin regains control he withdraws his fangs from her neck, licking the wound to heal it completely. He lifts her off of him gently, laying her on the bed. Using his skilled tongue he cleans the creamy, sticky combination of her juices and his seed from her flower and her body. It is a good thing she is unconscious or she might have wanted more of that. After he is sure that she is clean he cleans himself up in the bath and dresses. Then gathering all of his things but a few items he prepares to leave. He writes her a note, and seals it in an envelope with his signet ring leaving it on the desk with 4 other items. The items he leaves for her are the following. One gold signet ring, one tiny golden whistle on a mithrill chain, and two belt pouches. She then opens the letter and reads. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My Dearest Lotus, I may have stolen your innocence but you in turn have stolen my heart. I cannot tell you where I went, nor why. Only that I went to speak with my father. I cannot say if you have any interest in me, I can only hope that you do. When I will return I do not know, but I promised you that I would and I will. Even if you do not bear my young within you, you life if forever changed. You will never die from age alone, but you are not immortal. I have left you some things to help you, and to remember me by. The ring is the symbol of my family. It is not well known, but those who do know it will wither avoid you, or go out of their way to aid you. The whistle can be used to call me should you need me. No matter how far apart we are, I will come... but please, do not use it unless you need me. One of the bags contains five thousand gold pieces, and the other is full of semi-priceless diamonds. They should be more then enough to pay for anything you might need, though do not draw attention to yourself by using them to often. Until I return, may you stay safe, and remember me always. Lovingly Yours, Tammarrand Armokenshious Alias, Tarin the bounty hunter