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Getting Nora to play along was even easier than I'd expected. She'd kept her promise about what happened remaining a secret, and rather than putting any sort of barrier between us, it had made our relationship closer than it had been before. While we were playing in my room with my toys, I asked if she wanted to go into the woods that she'd heard about before and have lunch with me there. As I asked the question, I wagged my tail once and let my gaze drop significantly to her hips before lifting back up. Nora had been briefly puzzled by this, then showed a knowing smile and nodded her head.

When she asked her mother for permission, I was really quite amazed at the sincerity of her pleading. One might have thought it was her life-long dream to go into the woods for a couple of hours, and play in the pond for a little bit. I was on the receiving end of many demands to watch out for her, to immediately come back if there was any problem, to make sure she didn't go to deeply into the water, etc., etc., but in the end we were successful.

No one seemed to have any suspicions as to what we were up to, and a short while later, we were headed into the woods again, my pack loaded down with two lunches while Nora followed in her pink swimsuit partially covered by a light dress. While hoping to see Ginger either already at the pond or catching up to us from behind, I drank plenty of water, not realizing how much Nora was following my example.

It wasn't long before we arrived at the pond, and to my mild disappointment my lioness friend was not yet there. Still, that gave us time to get ready for some playing in the pond, and before long, Nora was wading excitedly up to her knees, her dress and my shirt safely hung over a branch, while I stood out a little farther in the water so I knew where the edge was. The crack of a branch caught my attention, my swiveled ear preceding the turn of my head, and I looked to see Ginger finally ambling up the trail, looking a little winded but brightening when she saw me. Nora was a little more surprised by this, and gave me a skeptical look that I ignored.

"Hi, Tim!" Ginger called out as she approached, omitting my nickname for my sake since Nora was there, and I emerged from the pond with Nora beside me to greet her with a smile.

"Fancy meeting you here," I remarked playfully, which caused her to smirk and swat my arm. While I rubbed at it, Ginger squatted down slightly to smile at my younger cousin. "Hi, I'm Ginger. We've met before, do you remember?"

Nora looked at Ginger shyly, then smiled, nodding her head once. "Uh-huh. Wanted to play with you, but my mommy said I had to leave." Inwardly, I was relieved that my cousin was not scared of the lioness, as that would have made our plans fall apart immediately.

Still, time was short, and so I moved on to the next bit, wondering how far Nora would go. "So, uh," I broke in with an embarrassed tilt to my ears, "I've gotta pee." Before anyone could interject, I forced myself to add, "Anyone wanna see how far I can make it go?"

Ginger and Nora exchanged timid looks which soon blossomed into full smiles, and they nodded in unison. That was the first step, and it was my turn again. I moved a little away from the pond's clearing, chuckling softly as they followed, and decided this was a good spot. Steeling my nerves, I undid the knot of my swimming trunks, steeled myself, then shoved them down to my feet in one smooth movement before standing up again, shyly taking a light hold of my lupine sheath in my hand. It was a little odd to be exposed to two girls this way, but they'd both seen me before. Angling the tip upward, I announced, "Here I go," then forced my bladder to relax.

It was easier than I thought it would be, this time, as my stream started in earnest. It still didn't have the force of Ginger's release, but the coherent stream let it make quite an impressive arc through the air before landing several feet away. Glancing over at their expressions, my tail wagged slightly at seeing how enthralled they were. So, with a grin, I started playing a little more, making waves go through the air as I wriggled my sheath around in all directions. It was perhaps twenty seconds later when my stream finally tapered off, and I looked away to make sure I didn't get any on myself as I squeezed off the last few squirts.

When I looked back at them, I saw Nora wriggling in place, her paws grasped over her groin. She met my eyes with desperation and said, "I've really gotta go." It seemed watching me go had set her off, and I didn't know how much longer she'd be able to hold back. With a smile I beckoned her over and she came over, if a little unsteadily.

"Then let's get that suit off," I said, reaching for the arm straps. Nora froze in alarm, and her eyes darted over to the watching lioness girl. "But--!" she blurted, and I shook my head. Before I could say anything, though, Ginger stepped in with a reassuring smile.

"I need to go a little, too," she informed the timber wolf pup, pulling off her sundress and standing there in her panties. It seemed she'd not been able to manage getting permission to swim by 'herself', and my sheath gave a familiar twinge, remembering how her needing to pee and those panties had set all of this in motion. Putting her thumbs around the straps, Ginger told Nora, "If we're all naked, then no one will tell anyone else, and it'll be our secret only. Okay?"

Clever though she was, Nora hadn't predicted this outcome, and gave me a shy look, wanting my opinion. I grinned back down at her and murmured, "You wondered where I learned how you should lie back in the tub from...?" Nora's eyes widened, then she laughed despite her desperation.

"I shoulda guessed," she replied, shaking her head. "Okay, then," she conceded to Ginger and I, and helped me remove her swimsuit. Shortly all three of us were undressed, and I helped Nora to brace herself with her back against the tree, moving down just enough so that she could keep her legs apart. In this position, the protruding nub of her vagina was easily visible to all of us, and Ginger was particularly surprised by how different the timber wolf girl was, with that Y-shaped crease there rather than the more uniform line of her own.

Nora managed to keep her tail from tucking between her legs at Ginger's obvious interest, but it still clung tightly to one leg as she could no longer hold back, and her pee started flowing out of her. As I watched and smelled her release, the twinge of my sheath became more and more insistent until my lupine penis started emerging from its confines, quickly gaining length and solidity.

My cousin finished relieving herself after only a little while, then wondered if I had something to wipe herself with. I grinned slyly at her. "Right here," I replied, and reached down to rub my fingers against that pliable nub, repeating the action with the furred back of my hand to make sure she was dry. Nora's eyes widened in surprise at first, then she seemed to relax, her tail loosening from around its grip against her leg and wagging slightly. I smiled at her, then helped her away from the tree so Ginger could have her turn.

The lioness girl squatted down a little further, winking at Nora, then spread her legs wide, giving the wolf-pup her first detailed look at a feline vagina. Watching with undisguised interest, my cousin grabbed my closest hand and shyly guided it to her lupine mound. I hardly needed more encouragement than that, and started gently massaging my cousin's sex with my fingers, while watching my oldest friend relieve herself right in front of us, her now-familiar scent filling the air. My heartbeat was speeding up with excitement, and I was unsurprised to see some of that clear stuff starting to bead up out of the tip again.

As it was last time, Ginger's stream was not nearly as tidy as mine or even Nora's, but it was stronger than both, showering the already-dampened ground in front of her with an audible patter. As I continued to watch, my penis starting to twitch regularly, I continued gently rubbing my cousin's soft, damp folds, rubbing the ball of my finger against the center of the Y-shape. "Does this feel good?" I asked her in a lowered voice, honestly curious. Slightly confused, Nora nodded, as though she wasn't sure why it felt good... but it did anyway, and so I continued.

Ginger soon finished, earlier than either of us, and stepped closer to see what we were doing, squatting down to face us while giving me a playful accusing glare. "Not gonna offer to wipe me?" she said mock-petulantly. Before she could get any farther than that, I reached out with my free hand and reversed what I'd done with my cousin, wiping over her vagina with the back of my hand, and then again with the pad of my finger, stroking against those damp, black-edged lips, then pulled back my hand. She shivered slightly against my touch, and although she didn't protest my retreat, she commented, "I wonder why it feels good to have it touched like that."

"Dunno," I replied, shrugging my shoulders lightly, and I noticed that none of us were in a hurry to get dressed again, much less to go swimming. "Hey," I said after a moment to my cousin, "Can I show Ginger what I did with my finger?" Nora looked timid at that suggestion, toying with her hands for a few seconds. But apparently what I'd been doing felt good enough for her to give in with a slight nod.

"I guess," she said cautiously. "Just... be careful?" I nodded readily; I didn't want to actually hurt her.

"Just tell me when to stop and I will," I promised. "I'll even use my smaller finger this time. Hmm... how about you lay back so she can see?"

Ginger watched as my cousin repositioned herself to be lying on her back, while I knelt by Nora's thighs, so my friend could see what I was doing. By this time my penis was pretty well saturated with all the sticky, clear stuff that had been dripping out of it, and I liberally coated my pinky finger with it until the fur was matted with the stuff. "If you wanna touch some," I offered to the observing lioness girl now that I'd finished, "go ahead." Ginger started to reach forward, then shook her head slightly and sat back first to see what I was going to do. I took one last bead of that stuff against the tip of my pinky and rubbed it over Nora's folds, and applied pressure. As my digit slid into the young wolf's warmth, I could feel a fold of skin near the top, and there was a small depression there that stopped very quickly, although rubbing it did make Nora wriggle slightly. I pulled back slightly, moved my finger down below that depression, and this time my pinky slowly disappeared into her vagina.

"Whoa... that feels... really weird," Nora murmured, while Ginger watched with wide, rapt eyes. It seemed likely she hadn't quite believed what I told her before, or maybe she was just amazed to be seeing it first-hand.

I paused, concerned, and asked, "Good weird, or bad weird?" With my finger where it was, I could feel a gentle squeezing and relaxing motion against my finger, where it was held by all sides by her pink inner lining.

"Good weird, I think," my cousin replied after a few moment's thought. "Keep... keep going." I carefully obliged, slowly moving my finger deeper into that slick, inner warmth, until I ran out of finger, the nub of her vagina now pushed against my ring finger. It felt like there might have been some sort of barrier just beyond that, but I wasn't certain. Curious, I worked my pinky in and out, slowly, wriggling around inside with my fingertip.

I was concerned when Nora started shivering just a few seconds after I began that back-and-forth motion, but she didn't ask me to stop. I was pretty sure at this point I was hitting some sort of resistance at the end when my cousin abruptly clenched around me with a startled whine, and though I tried to pull out, her hold on me was too strong, almost painfully so. "Nora!" I said in alarm, but whatever fit she'd had faded a few seconds later and my finger slid out without trouble. "Nora?" I asked again, but she quickly interrupted me.

"That felt... really good," my cousin replied, her gaze slightly faraway. She brought up her own hand to rub at her vagina for a few seconds, then grinned over to Ginger. "You should try it."

That put Ginger in a spot; as she was the Alpha in our little relationship, she'd lose standing if she turned down what someone else that was close to me had just done. "Fine," she said somewhat huffily, although I could read the small hint of timidity in her features as she agreed. "Just... use a different finger," she requested as she looked around, and ended up settling with her back propped up against another convenient tree, giving her a better view of what I would be doing. While Nora got up to watch, Ginger spread her legs in much the same way, watching as I sat down on my knees next to her and started rubbing my index finger over the tip of my penis, getting it nice and slick with that clear, sticky liquid that was still dripping out.

As I reached down towards Ginger's belly, her hand came up towards mine. I gave her a surprised look, then grinned, and she giggled in return. As my finger touched her soft feline sex, her hand gently caressed my stiff lupine one, and it was my turn to shiver. What I felt down there was like nothing I'd really felt before, and I didn't know what to make of it, other than I hoped it would continue. After gently rubbing the pad of my finger over her thinner folds, I found the spot that had the most give to it, and watched in amazement as my finger slipped inside of her up to the first knuckle, then the second.

I was mesmerized by the way her vagina stretched to accommodate my finger, and at how hot she was inside, even more so than Nora had been. It took me several seconds to realize that Ginger had gone from touching my penis to actively stroking it, encircling its girth with her forefinger and thumb, sliding it up and down in a sensation that I found exquisite. "Don't... don't stop," I murmured to her as I started to gently rock my finger in and out of her folds, since my cousin had liked that so much. From the soft purr Ginger made, it seemed she liked it too.

"Hey," Nora spoke up suddenly, and Ginger and I both jerked slightly, having nearly forgotten we had another observer. When I turned my head to look at her, Nora wondered, "If the stuff from your... thing--"

"It's a penis," I corrected her, smiling briefly at Ginger. "And yours is a vagina."

"Fine, penis," Nora corrected, sounding slightly annoyed but continuing unabated, "makes it so easy for your finger... maybe it's supposed to go into her... vagina?"

I exchanged a startled look with my lioness friend. The concept that maybe they were supposed to meet was one we should have thought of, and yet it took my year-younger cousin to point it out to us. "Well, uh... maybe," I allowed, thinking that over. Both Ginger and Nora had been plenty warm inside, and I'd since learned that my penis was even more sensitive than my finger, and I was now curious what it would feel like. But then again, my lupine penis - pointed at the tip, with a flatter bit behind it before continuing down to my sheath - was a bit larger than my finger was. "Do... do you want to try?" I asked her, timidly.

Ginger thought this over for a while as we still stroked each other, before she finally said, "Next time," giving Nora a slightly apologetic look. "I want to have more time first." She knew that Nora might not be able to be there, but she didn't want to push her luck too far. Nor did I, and I nodded with a small amount of relief.

"I'll tell you about it later, Nora," I said to pacify my cousin. Which that didn't quite erase her scowl, I added, "If it works, maybe we can try it too." That, at least, seemed to do the trick, and she nodded with a resurfacing smile. Even when I said it I wondered about the consequences of actually doing what I'd suggested with her, but that was a scenario I could put off for another day.

With that decision made, Ginger and I returned to pleasuring each other, as there was little doubt that's what we were doing. While I didn't seem to be getting the same feeling Nora had described as Ginger stroked me, it still felt really good. I had felt a tight little ring pass over my fingerpad as I moved the digit further inside Ginger's vagina, still moving it in and out, and finally reached the base of my finger without hitting any other resistance. "You're deeper than Nora is," I observed, starting to pant slightly. "Maybe it can all fit."

"...Maybe," Ginger allowed, her purr growing rougher as I continued working my finger in and out of her, watching the way the lips of her sex bulged around my finger, giving a glimpse of her inner red as I pulled out, then squeezing shut when I pushed all the way back in. After a minute or so, she started to shudder, and her movements around my penis became erratic. With a startled exclamation, her hand tightened around me, which hurt rather less than I'd expected, while her own passage clamped down around my finger, and this time I felt a certain liquid warmth around it.

Once Ginger relaxed again, breathing heavily, I gently pulled my finger back out, and discovered that the warmth hadn't been pee, but something more like my own slick fluids. My penis throbbed as though expecting a release of its own, but I didn't know how to do it, and after she'd achieved whatever Nora had said felt so good, her hand fell away, returning to rub slightly at her vagina with an expression of wonder. "You're right," she told Nora with a feline smile. "That was really good." She got up again, her legs still a little weak, and nuzzled against my cheek, still purring as she wrapped her arms around me. "I'll see if I can make you feel it next time," she promised me as I returned her embrace, before she pulled away to fetch her clothes.

As I sat there, breathing a little hard and feeling - frankly - a little disappointed and left-out at not having shared the feeling, Nora and I watched Ginger dress, as it would be problematic if we all came out again at the same time while our parents happened to be watching. Once the feline was properly clothed, she smiled and went over to Nora, hugging her too. "Thanks for playing with us," she said, giving the young timber wolf a sly grin, before waving to the two of us and returning to the path.

The two of us waved back to Ginger, then I went to my backpack and pulled out the lunches I'd prepared for Nora and myself. Time was getting a little short, but we knew it'd be too suspicious if we went back without our lunches eaten. Besides, we were both hungry. By mutual unspoken consent, neither of us dressed as we ate. I could see Nora's gaze constantly drawn over and over again to my penis, which was finally starting to subside and retreat into my sheath as it always had, much to my relief. It had started to ache a little, but that was going away as it diminished in size.

Nora finished eating a minute or two before me, and as I was finishing my own lunch, she spoke up again. "Have you ever tried licking it?" she wondered.

Taken aback, I coughed, narrowly avoiding a drink of my soda from going down the wrong pipe, and gave Nora an odd look. "Uh... no," I replied, then gave her a slight smirk. "Why, have you tried licking yours?"

My cousin looked down between her legs, with her soft lupine mound still quite exposed, then nodded hesitantly. "But I couldn't reach it," Nora clarified, which left me with a new idea. I was sorely tempted... but my watch reminded me that time was very short.

"Tell you what," I suggested as I finally went to retrieve our shed clothes to prepare for the trip home. "Next time we're left alone for a while... we can see what licking's like. Deal?" I hoped that this would get her mind off of what she'd suggested with Ginger and I, and to my relief, it seemed to work.

Nora nodded enthusiastically, smiling as she reached for her swimsuit. "Deal," she agreed with a giggle.

Of course, if we couldn't make it to the woods... honoring that deal while still at home would be really risky. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that. I kept telling myself that as my cousin and I finally returned home ourselves.

No one had suspected a thing.