A Farewell Party
#4 of Marshmallows and Love
Fourth chapter of my "Marshmallows and Love" series. Enjoy!
Sorry for the cliff-hanger on the last episode, I just couldn't resist. This is the fourth chapter of my series "Marshmallows and Love". I won't refer to this as a miniseries anymore, I have many kinky ideas and these two are going to be my actors for them all. As always, comments are very appreciated, regardless of what they say. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Kids, this isn't a rainbow and unicorn story. There are graphic descriptions here that would make even your gym coach blush and turn away. So if you're underage, whatever that means in your country, leave this page at once. If not, then please keep reading, and enjoy!
The dark shadow observing from outside the window moved quickly, it knew it had been made, and began the perilous descent from the third story window. Marsh moved quickly as Sarah froze in the edge of the bed, her cum dripping slowly and pooling on the floor. By the time he arrived to the window there was a soft thud, and with his head poked out he managed to see it as it ran away. He turned to Sarah only to find her eerily calm, cleaning the mess like nothing had happened. He sat by her, and placed his arm around her shoulders gently.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" She answered in her sweet, everyday tone. "He was a voyeur, why should we deny him what turns him on?"
"Yeah, but..." He began.
"Besides, what's the worst that could happen?" She continued. "I mean, everyone already figures that we share sheets."
I should have known. He thought as he assimilated the situation. He knew that he wasn't mated to any ordinary girl, in the sense that when most women would've been ashamed of everyone knowing who she was humping; Sarah simply didn't care. This was also a clear example of how open-minded she was, not freaking out when she discovered the peeping Tom on the window.
"Still..." She said. "I would like to know who it was that spied on us like that. Just out of curiosity, you know?"
Marsh remembered the petite shadow on the window, the way it ran away. It's crimson hair.
"Fiammetta" He said.
"... And then she spied on you making out?" Mark said in disbelief.
"Sort of..." Marsh said. He hadn't been able to talk for over five minutes to Mark since his winter escapade with Sarah, and now they finally had time to catch up.
"What do you mean with that? Weren't you guys making up?" He asked with a mischievous grin on his face. "What were you doing then?"
He's just trying to get as much details as possible! Marsh noticed. Still, he was his best friend and he decided to tease him a bit.
"It does involve tongues, yeah." He said in an almost burlesque tone. "And some marshmallow topping on parts of the body you don't know about."
"You can't be serious..." Mark replied. "I've been trying for weeks to get Mia to kiss me and your girl just goes and spreads food all over her for you?"
"Well, it also helps that she is in heat..." Marsh said.
"Man, you've got to tell me how that heat thing works. It's no fun that you get such unfair advantages over us"
Hadn't realized it was a competition. The husky thought as he remembered what he needed to do before classes began again.
"Someday I will, but not today. I need to find Fiammetta and quick." He said
"I think I saw her down by the library. Might want to check there" Mark replied
"Alright, catch you later buddy!" Marsh said as he took off.
He didn't find her there, but a couple other students had seen her leave towards the football field. He had half an hour before classes resumed, so he quickly walked there. He arrived fifteen minutes later, and entered the field. The football team had just ended a scrimmage, and the field was deserted. The seats were empty also, save for a small ret spot in the highest level. Having acquired his target like a homing missile, he walked towards her. As he reached her, he sat down at her side, waiting for her to notice him.
"I'm sorry" She said without looking at him. "I really..."
"Don't be." He interrupted her. He remembered what Sarah said, and added: "You're a Voyeur, if you like watching it then who are we to..."
"I'm not a voyeur" She said on the brink of tears. "You don't understand... It's different from that."
"Then why did you do it?" He said, trying his best not to be hostile. "Why?"
"I...I can't..." She said, her voice breaking up.
"Yes you can." Marsh said, lifting her chin up. "Why are you so interested in us?"
"BECAUSE I WANT TO BE A FURRY!" She screamed before she began to cry like nothing he'd ever seen.
Marsh thought about those words, something he'd never even dreamed of in his whole life. Childhood had been horrible for him on the account of his difference with the rest of his classmates, and only for the last two years he had accepted the fact he was proud of being himself. Yet before then, he'd spend every second wishing he was normal, wishing he was human; and now this girl who was crying her eyes out at her side had told him the exact opposite. He placed a hand gently in her back and felt her sadness, almost as if it had permeated the air around her. He couldn't imagine what she was going through, and it brought back from the depths of his mind so many dusty and forgotten memories; memories he really hated and tried to avoid. His rational mind, working almost separate from all this emotional drama, made the logical connections regarding that statement. The USA was most certainly a gravitation point for furs around the world, as the new law now allowed them the same rights as humans, including marriage. Fiammetta had probably chosen this place as an exchange program in hopes to find at least one furry, and luck had it she had found a couple. From there, finding out their dorm was a piece of cake, and due to her petite figure she could climb towards the window. This meant a lot of things, like the fact that she wasn't a voyeur or a furryphile.
All of these thoughts ran through his brain like a lightning bolt, as he decided he would try to console her as better as he could. He did so by using his right arm to hug her, allowing her head to rest on his chest. Her tears soaked his fur, but in a couple of minutes the crying had subsided to a few sobs now and then. Seeing as she was a bit calmer, he lifted her chin up gently and gave her a kiss in the forehead. He saw her liven up immediately, and she stopped crying.
"When do you return home?" He asked.
"This week, I can't stay any longer. My mother is sick and I need to be there for her." She replied.
"I must go now, but don't worry. We're not mad at you at all." He said after a minute of silent thinking. She just nodded softly, and he left for his class.
Good god, that poor creature must've had one hell of a childhood. He thought as he entered the classroom. Then, the most stupid idea in the world occurred to him. An idea so impossible, so delusional, so crazy... It was highly likely that he would lose everything he cared for, but he had to try.
"Well, I think it's a good idea!" Sarah said, taking Marsh by surprise. He relaxed his cheek, which had been prepared for the inevitable slap. "Answer me one question though, do you feel something for her?"
"Yes, I do. I feel bad for her, but I know what you meant. You have nothing to worry about." He answered truthfully.
"That settles it then, what you propose will be done. You know, that's something I've been meaning to try out for a while..." She said winking at him.
"Just to make sure, is your heat making you do this? Because if it is, you may come to regret it later... Remember what happened the day we met?" He asked concerned.
"Don't worry, after the way you've been tending to me these days, I think it's pretty much under control." She said in a seductive tone.
Marsh felt proud of himself, and happy that Sarah was so open minded when it came to these matters. He gave her a kiss and left for classes, knowing that there were less than 48 hours to execute his plan.
He got to the first class just in time, sitting in the back as always so he could sleep a bit. All the night action he'd been getting had reduced his sleeping hours to a miserable bunch, and these classes were perfect for regaining his strength. He hid behind an overweight student and relaxed a bit. Maybe I can get a couple min... He thought as he drifted away.
He walked through a small hallway, curved in impossible angles and painted in colors he couldn't name. He walked, feeling his left foot melting into his right, and the floor moved beneath him. Why was he on top of the great whale? It looked at him through its tiger eyes, examining his whole being as he boarded the small raft. It sank, he didn't, and the whole sea turned into a gelatinous mass, which proved to be grape flavored as his feet tasted it. He walked for long days and nights, stopping only to feed himself with that purple goo. He finally reached his destination: a small Volkswagen van in the middle of nothing. He opened the roof and climbed in, sitting down behind the steering wheel. The engine started running, and the van sank towards the bottom. He arrived to the abysmal depths of the pacific, and drove a bit towards Australia. Five minutes later, he found himself staring at a mermaid, her blue scales and fish head contrasting deeply with her human legs, which kicked in the water sensually. Oh, the beauty and horror of such a thing... It came closer, and he rolled down the window as she stood outside. While the water rushed in through the window, he asked her:
"I'm not drinking officer, I swear. Nothing flavored with cherry at all."
"Are you sleepy, James?" She said in a very strong male voice.
"Huh?" Marsh said feeling disoriented.
"I said, Are you sleepy James?!" Professor Braun said, as he snapped Marsh out if his bizarre dream.
"No sir, I was paying attention" Marsh said, partially awake now.
"Really now, then why don't you explain us what is the molecule on the board and what purpose it serves?" Prof. Braun remarked.
Marsh looked at the board, where a big diagram of a molecule without any other information. His mind raced as he attempted to decipher its meaning. Then, like a train, it hit him. The sugar on the professor's table, the book about its history, the insulin syringe on the desk...
"It's saccharine, or the monosaccharide found in sugar. It serves metabolic functions, mostly energetic functions." He said in a very confident tone.
"That is... Correct, again. Why do I even try catching you sleeping...?" He said, frustrated. He went back and kept teaching, leaving Marsh alone to continue sleeping
God, that was close... Was all he could think before the darkness engulfed him again.
He walked out of that classroom with the rest of the students, walking straight for the football field. He'd rested a lot, and he felt calm and relaxed as he walked up the stairs. She was in the same seat she'd been the day before, drawing something on a sketchbook. The football team was training, and closer to the field the cheerleaders and popular girls were drooling all over the jocks. He arrived and sat down at her side, catching a glimpse of what she was drawing. It was himself, accurate to every detail and looking into the distance.
"Wow, you're good! It looks just like me." He said, gently.
"Gracie... You came to say goodbye?" She said in a sad tone.
"You're leaving tomorrow, right?" He asked
"In the afternoon, yes." She answered.
They stood silent for some seconds, only hearing the sound of the pencil scratching the paper.
"What are you doing tonight?" He asked.
"What?" She said with a puzzled expression.
"Well, if you're free, then I was wondering if you'd like to go to dinner with us." He said with a smile on his face.
"Is this a prank? Because if it is, it's a very cruel one." She said, trying her best not to cry.
"Of course not! Sarah and I thought you might use a proper farewell." He replied.
A lone tear ran down her deeply blushed cheek, and she smiled from ear to ear as she accepted the invitation.
"Great! Pick you up at 7 then?" He said, standing up.
"Aspettare un momento..." She said quickly. "What should I wear?"
"Black tie etiquette." He said while he walked away. "It's at Rover's"
Rover's was the best restaurant in the whole state, and even though it wasn't necessary to suit up, most people did. A small, romantic cottage; it was known for being expensive and required a 3 week reservation. Marsh, however, only had to make a couple of phone calls to get a table for three, and by 8 he was giving his car keys to the valet.
He opened the door for Sarah first, and helped her out. She was wearing a long blue dress, and she looked as radiant as ever. He then went around and opened the door on the other side. He helped Fiammetta get out of the car, which was a bit harder due to her small figure. She was wearing a short white strapless cocktail dress, which contrasted perfectly with her red hair and made her look like a small Valkyrie. As the car rolled away, Marsh walked inside flanked on both sides with the two girls. The waiter led them to their table, where they all say down. They ordered some entrees and started to chat.
"So, Fiammetta, tell us a bit about yourself" Sarah began, while she ran her finger up and down the cutlery.
"Well, it isn't that amazing actually... I was raised in Italy with my mother and my uncle. My father wasn't alive when I was born, but I didn't mind. I went to high school there and decided to go to the US for a month, but my mother recently got sick and I have to return." She said calmly, like she was telling a children's story. "But I want to know about you. How did you two meet?"
"It's a long story" Marsh said. "I was brought up in Colombia..."
He talked about himself until the food arrived, at which point they switched the conversation towards Sarah's origins. After the stories were told, they chatted about some other unimportant things, and son the plates were empty before them. The food had been delicious, and both furries could feel Fiammetta's happiness irradiating from her as they talked. Sarah then asked the million dollar question:
"So, why do you want to be a furry?" She asked.
"I...I don't..." She said, blushing.
"Hey, relax, you're amongst friends here. We would never tell anyone or make fun of you." Marsh said, trying to ease her into answering due to his own intrigue.
"Okay, I was born in Italy as I told you. I grew up without a father, so I was really lonely during school. My only friend there was Federico, who was really kind to me whenever I got sad." She said reluctantly after a second of thought. "He was, well, a Furry; a beautiful Dalmatian who cared for me every day."
Marsh and Sarah were now leaning forward, their ears indicating they were very interested in this tale.
"He was... Perfect, really. His factions, his stance, the way his tongue lolled to the side when it was too hot...Kind of like the way you're doing it now." At this point marsh became conscious of this and retracted it, without taking his eyes off her. "But I'm getting carried away. The thing is, against all odds I fell in love with him and we began to go out. Naturally, you can imagine the kinds of looks I got from the rest of the people, but I didn't care as long as I had that firm paw on my hands."
Sarah began to feel a bit hot and uncomfortable. This vivid description wasn't helping her go through her heat, but she knew she had to endure.
"So, we went out for a couple of months and by senior year everything was perfect...Then it happened, on the night before the day he'd promised to take my virginity. The Polizia said it was a gas leak, and I believed them at first; but when I got to school, I found out that two other students had been drinking, and they had razed the house to the ground thinking no one was there."
Marsh could imagine the pain she felt, exteriorized only by a small twitch in her hand. She took a moment to gather herself together, and continued.
"I reported them, and they ended up in a juvenile prison. But the damage was done, and I would never feel his paws on my back or his moist breathing on my neck again. I don't know what happened after that, my memories are very foggy when I try to remember those months. All I know is that I barely finished school, and that my grades dropped considerably. One of my teachers suggested that I made an exchange to another country, and attempt to win a scholarship there."
She had been talking for quite some time, and the restaurant was starting to get empty. Sarah felt her desire grow due to her heat, and very discretely she placed a hand on top of her underwear and rubbed a bit, biting her lip to remain silent.
"By then I had made up my mind. I didn't want to be human, not if they were capable of doing such things. I blamed the whole human species for my lover's demise, and even though I know that's wrong I don't mind." She continued with determination in her voice. "I wanted to be a furry, just like Federico was, and in my mind I became one. That's why I chose this place for an exchange, in hopes of finding another furry to talk to or even just observe, like I did with you two..."
Marsh felt moved by this, and wanted to keep talking for some more time, but Sarah had a different agenda. As soon as Fiammetta had finished talking, she looked straight at his eyes. He could read them, see the need reflected in them, and her paw rubbing his crotch under the table confirmed it.
"Garçon!" He called for a waiter. "Check please!"
"Well, that was a very nice meal indeed." Sarah said to no one in particular.
"Indeed; thank you mesere Marsh!" Fiammetta remarked from the backseat.
"My pleasure girls, it is a special occasion after all..." He said without looking away from the road. He turned towards his dorm, and the petite Italian girl noticed immediately.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked, a bit confused.
"You already know, you took this road when you went to spy on us." Marsh said. "We're headed to my dorm."
She was about to protest when she saw Sarah looking back at her from the front seat, her index across her lips telling her to be silent. Marsh parked his ride and once again helped them both off the car. He guided them towards his place, and opened the door allowing them inside.
"Looks a lot better from INSIDE the window, right Fiammetta?" He said in a teasing tone. "Just kidding, make yourself at home."
She sat down in a sofa, as Sarah sat down in the chair in front. She was confused, but intrigued also about a furrie's lifestyle. Her eyes scanned the whole room, revealing nothing out of the ordinary. She blushed a bit as she saw the jar of Marshmallow topping on the counter, but apparently none of them noticed. Thank god they're making out right now, otherwise they would've seen... She froze as the realization hit her. On the corner of her vision, Marsh was sitting on top of Sarah, and they were kissing wildly.
"I...I guess I'll be going now..." she said softly as she stood up.
"If we wanted the place for ourselves, why didn't we drop you off at your home?" Marsh said before being pulled into yet another powerful kiss.
Fiammetta was in shock, she didn't say anything for a minute or so and just stood there, watching. Perhaps they are only going to kiss... She thought, but her hypothesis was proved wrong when Sarah's dress hit the ground, leaving the feline in her underwear.
"Wait, are you sure you want me to watch?" She said, debating between running away and taking a closer look.
"No" Was the quick response from Sarah, who moaned a bit as her breasts were fondled over her bra by her mate's paws.
Fiammetta was extremely confused by now, but accepted the weird turn of events and was about to turn for the door when the pink fur spoke again.
"We don't want you to watch, we want you to participate" She said as she slowly caressed Marsh's bulge over his pants.
That was too much for the little human and she sat down heavily on the sofa, going unconscious for a few seconds. She woke up to the sight of them both, looking over her with concern over their faces.
"Look at that James, your foreplay is so boring this girl fell asleep." She joked while she returned to the chair.
"Hey, Fiammetta, can you hear me? Are you okay?" He asked, gently helping her up to a sitting position.
"Yes, I'm fine... It's just the shock from hearing your idea..." She said shyly.
"Look, we won't force you to do anything here. We know how much you want this, but we also respect..." He began softly
"I'll do it." She interrupted him. "It's not every day you get the opportunity to fulfill a fantasy."
Marsh's eyes livened up, and he kissed her gently on her lips. She savored it for a while, and then pulled him in for a much deeper one. Her lips opened up and allowed his tongue to enter, as they both became entangled. Immediately she pulled back with a look of sadness in her face.
"What is it?" Marsh asked
"You kiss just like him..." She said in a sad tone.
"If you want to stop, just tell me." He said, backing up a bit.
"No, he wouldn't want me to miss on this just because of some sad memories," She said in a very decisive tone.
He kissed her again, slowly and passionately. He could hear her mate's groans as she masturbated behind them, but that had been part of the deal. This was Fiammetta's night, and they had both agreed she had priority. As the kiss continued, he started to rub her back with his paws while she did the same, and he gently pushed her towards lying down on the sofa. He opened his eyes and took a quick glance at Sarah, who had taken a trip to the kitchen and was now using a banana to sate her desire.
So that's why they taste funny... Marsh joked to himself. He used his paws to slowly undress her petite body, leaving her in her pink underwear. She made no efforts to avoid it, and in fact raised her butt to allow him to remove the white dress with ease. He stopped the kiss and was going to start folding the dress, but she just grabbed it and tossed it in a random direction, as she pulled him back into the kiss. She started to remove his shirt, which proved to be very complicated from her position, but after a bit of struggle he was topless and back into her hands. She grabbed his fur, feeling it as much as she could as she ran her little hands all around his back. He used his paws to massage her small breasts over the bra, and she moaned at the attention as her left hand unfastened his pants. They then left his legs, seemingly by themselves but in reality pulled by Sarah, who had taken temporary care of her urges and was now watching the action closely.
The three of them were now in their underwear, and Fiammetta squirmed when she felt Marsh's erection grinding against her pussy, with their underwear in between. Marsh dry-humped her for a while, as he felt her pleasure in the way of timed pelvic lifts that caused her to grind harder against him. His paws left her breasts, but before she could protest they were unfastening her bra, or at least trying.
"It's stuck." She said.
Marsh had the perfect solution, and very carefully used his teeth to rip the small union between the two breast cups, liberating her from the garment. His paws returned to her now naked breasts, and she almost screamed in pleasure as she felt his paws on her bare skin. He kept humping her while he did this, and he could now feel her panties soaking with pussy juices. He broke the kiss and began to trail down, kissing her in the neck, then in the middle of the chest, then tenderly on both nipples, then her bellybutton, then her hips. She was still, not moving at all, and he decided he'd take a chance. He switched direction, with a knee on each side of her head, and kept kissing her belly. He then started to kiss her pubic mound over the panties, advancing very slowly so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable. She used one of her hands and started to touch his bulge above the underwear, very shyly at first. He took this as an invitation and kissed her pussy through the fabric, eliciting a yelp from the petite human. He did this for some time, before he gently slid one of his paws below the panties, going down until he felt the heat emanating from her folds, and then gently touched it. She jumped, but her free hand grabbed his and forced it deeper, making him rub her slit with his entire paw. He toyed with her soft petals, moving them from side to side and circling one of his digits around her clit. He then felt her try to take his underwear off, and lifted one of his feet to help her. Seeing as she was having some trouble, Sarah did it for her, exposing his red shaft to the Italian girl. Her eyes grew wide and she hesitated a bit before touching it. Sarah jumped again to the rescue, and gently took it in her hands.
"He loves it when you do this" She said as she gently stroked it.
She dropped it and the human was quick to repeat what she'd seen, causing Marsh to shiver with delight as her cold, bare fingers caressed its penis. He loved the feeling of her skin on his most sensitive parts, and in a very embarrassing moment he came all over her belly, coating her with white cum to her surprise.
"Ummm, honey? I'm no expert on sex but wasn't that supposed to happen at least fifteen minutes later?" Sarah said, making fun of him as he giggled nervously and blushed.
"What's that?" The human asked, taking a bit on her fingers.
"It's baby juice, dear." Sarah said. "It proves you made him feel very, very good; right Marsh?" She said as he nodded.
"So, I'm going to have a baby?" She asked, trying to grasp the concept.
"No, of course not." She replied. "That thing you're holding, his penis, goes inside your vagina"
"Right, I knew that much... I'm sorry, in my house my mother had a very strict policy, and as I didn't have many friends, I could only learn a little bit." She said sheepishly.
"Yes; but what you didn't know is that when he does this for some time, he gets so much pleasure he shoots that white stuff inside you, which sounds disgusting but is actually very nice. It even tastes nice, try it out!" She added.
Fiammetta tasted a bit, and didn't find the flavor that exotic, yet not distasteful either.
"Thing is..." Marsh began. "The man isn't supposed to do it so fast; instead, he should try and last as long as possible" He finished.
"I'll take that as a compliment then" The human said, making the connection rather quickly which led to a wink between the furries.
"Still, let me make it up to you." He said as he resumed his kisses to her nether regions.
"How?" She asked
"Well, girls can also do something like that. It's called having an orgasm, and it can be done to almost everyone. Naturally, yours is a bit different, but also very pleasurable nonetheless." Sarah said, having fun teaching her all of this.
Marsh took her panties off, very slowly, and revealed her moist, pink pussy. She immediately closed her legs in shame, but after a few reassuring comments, she opened them again. Marsh softly ran his paw over her lips, making her shiver, and he kept kissing her pubic area sensually. His tongue followed his hand as he gave her pussy a gentle kiss right in her opening, making her close her eyes and tremble at the feeling. He kept going, kissing her all over and occasionally taking a quick lick to her inner folds. She found the sensation very pleasurable at first, but then she wanted more, and started to thrust her hips up in time with his ministrations. He then used his tongue and penetrated her just a bit, while his paw teased her clit by doing circles around it. She moaned loudly as the husky's tongue explored the first inch of her inner walls, and pushed her hip even higher, maximizing her pleasure. In that thrust, however, one of his paws accidentally brushed her tiny love button, causing her to spasm violently as she experienced what was possibly her first orgasm ever. She virtually screamed as she soaked Marsh in her juices, after which she relaxed and dropped her body completely. Marsh gave Sarah a look, which could've passed for a telepathic conversation.
"Fine, Fine... I'll admit it, you're good." She finally said. "But remember that I still control where you aim that tongue." She said, signaling to the Marshmallow topping jar.
He was about to answer when he felt something smooth and moist in his penis, which had returned to its erect form. He turned to see that Fiammetta had taken a small lick at it, and was now licking her lips.
"Mm mm, salty..." She said as she went in for another lick.
She did this for a few seconds and then Sarah intervened yet again, guiding her towards the correct way to blow the husky's member. She took it into her young, inexperienced mouth fully to the canine's approving groans, and in no time she had him wagging his tail in pleasure. Then, all of a sudden, she stopped.
"I...I think I'm ready..." The teenager said nervously.
Marsh looked at Sarah, who just smiled and nodded, and then he got off her and helped her off the couch. He led her towards the bedroom, with Sarah trailing a few steps behind. He gently pushed the human towards the bed, and then got on top of her again. He could smell her scent, the fresh aroma of her skin, the shampoo she used on her hair; he could feel the heat emanating from her body, as well as her small and erratic shivers. He kissed her again, while slowly using a paw to align himself towards her entrance.
"This will hurt at first, so just tell me if you want me to stop" Marsh said as his penis prepared to invade her depths.
"Bene... But wait, shouldn't you wear a, you know... so I don't get pregnant" She said, blushing heavily.
"Don't worry; we are different species, so that shouldn't be an issue. And there are no furry to human sex diseases, so we can do it this way." He said in a reassuring tone.
He began to push slowly, and he hit the barrier way sooner than he expected. Maybe humans have the hymen closer to the outside? He thought as he drew back a little bit and squeezed her hand. Then, he jabbed forward, his big canine cock shredding her innocence without trouble and sinking halfway inside the human, who yelled in pain and clutched her inner muscles. Marsh spent a minute or two telling her that the worst was over, that this was where the fun began... And after a lot of this, she was finally suppressing the pain, and started to go deeper with a twisted grin on her face, a product of both happiness and pain. Inside, she felt like nothing Marsh had ever felt due to her petite build. She was tight beyond imagination, and her creamy white body glistened with drops of sweat as she slowly picked up the pace. By her face, one could see she was having an awesome ride, and she expressed this by allowing Marsh a better penetration angle, lifting her butt so that his penis would rub on her G-spot while he fucked her. Marsh felt his own orgasm approach, and cursed himself for his lack of control; but he pulled out and relaxed a bit, averting his orgasm and generating a negative response from the human.
He was about to go back in when she redirected him towards her tight back door, and then plunged herself in without even waiting for him to say anything. She fought the pain this time, but both Marsh and Sarah felt it as she bit her lip and clutched his paw even harder, turning her knuckles white. Still, she continued to bounce up and down and pretty soon it became evident that this little Italian student wasn't going back home before doing everything with them. With an agility that surprised them all, she turned and ended up on top of him, and then spun around his cock into a reverse cowgirl position so he could easily play with her breasts. She took control again, riding him harder and harder as her tight ass clenched around his spire. Sarah couldn't take it anymore, and exploited the perfect access she had to the girl's pussy by licking it with her small and rough feline tongue. Fiammetta endured only a minute of this, and then bucked savagely a few times, soaking Sarah in her juices and almost causing Marsh to cum.
Still, it was pretty evident that she hadn't finished yet, as she dismounted him and began to suck on his cock again, but this time, surely out of pure instinct, she started using her boobs. They were small, yes, but the friction gave Marsh a nice feeling and her tongue working the tip was just too much, and with a grunt he unloaded right on her face. A few strands landed on her skin, but most were caught by her mouth as she swallowed them eagerly. She couldn't understand why she hadn't liked the flavor before, but now it didn't seem to matter.
When it was all over, the three of them ended up cuddling in bed, the two girls sandwiching him with their breasts as they panted and sighed. Fiammetta had a huge grin on her face, and she hugged Marsh as they lay in bed. She then seemed to remember something, and stood up to find it in the clutter. A few seconds later she returned with her panties, which she then draped over his nose.
"Those are yours for being my first one" She said as the powerful smells flooded his nostrils. He then took a quick glance to his mate, and she asked for them. Instead of putting them away or throwing them, she also draped them on her nose and inhaled the sweet odor of virgin pussy.
"Thank you" The human told them faintly before falling asleep. They got off the bed and looked at each other, then back at the sleeping girl. She'd been satisfied, now it was Sarah's turn.
"I just wanted to say thanks, really. You made me rethink my purpose in life, and I will never forget you both!" Fiammetta said as she prepared to go through security at the airport. The flight to Rome was a bit late, but there was no time for anything else.
"No problem! If you're ever back in the states, please give us a call. We'd love to see you again! Only this time, don't eavesdrop on us for two nights in a row." Sarah said, giggling.
Fiammetta displayed a very confused expression, and right before she passed the checkpoint and left them for good, she managed to say something:
"I only spied on you once"
-J