Panther longing
A story about two panthers who feel like outcasts and are constantly searching for someone like themselves.
As he walked, lonely throughout the jungle day after day, only stopping to lick a cool drink out of a stream sometimes, he would look at his reflection in the water and start to daydream about finding a girl kitty to play with. Someone who was playful, hyper, kind of aggressive and different, like him. The fantasies would overtake him and he would wake up a couple of hours later stroking his tail in his hands. It was always a bittersweet feeling because he was glad he awoke, but he wouldn't want to wake up and leave his exciting and beautiful dream world where his enchanting kitty was. He would look around to see if there was any snacks walking around unsuspecting because they probably thought he was a dead panther by the river. He would find his food and carry on to the next place, still searching. He was so compelled that there was something better out there for him that he even left his family in hopes of returning with his beautiful mate. He dreams of strutting home side by side with his black beauty and showing her off to his family.
It was the middle of the day and he didn't usually stop around this time, but he found a perfectly shaped tree for his muscular panther body. It was a high tree with a scoop right in the middle of the branch for his belly. The afternoon sun was out and there was just the right amount of space in the leaves above him to let some of it heat up his black fur. His fur was so black that in the right light it looked blue or purple sometimes. He closed his panther eyes, with lashes so long it seemed as they would reach and tickle his nose. He was dreaming about falling out of the tree. This was not a pleasant dream like the others. Wait....he was falling, ouch! He hit the ground with a hard thud, but luckily he landed in a mud puddle so the ground was kind of soft and squishy. He looked up very disoriented and still fuzzy eyed from the fall, wondering why he fell. When his eyes got back into focus he could see a panther.
A beautiful sleek female panther, and she was laughing? As he walked towards the trunk of the tree to climb back up, she yelled down at him. "Don't even think about it, this is my branch, I have worked very hard on it, and I am not giving it up or even fighting about it!" He put his two front paws back on the ground, slumped his shoulders and started to walk off. Wow! No fight from him?, she thought. She felt bad and so she quickly jumped down the tree and caught up to him. She jumped at him and scared him a little bit. She said, "I'm sorry, I think we got off on the wrong foot there". He grimaced at her and says, "Its fine" and limps away a little bit. Now she really feels bad. She walks in front of him to look him in the face and asks him to stop and slow down for a bit. When he looks up and sees her eyes, he can see into her soul. She's beautiful! She's amazing! She's been just as lonely? She says to him,
"I'm really sorry, but I have constantly been fighting for a good nap spot for a few days now, and I didn't mean to be hostile. Please come back to the tree and let me check to see if you are hurt."
She nuzzles his face a little bit right after she's done speaking. He's awestruck, he can't speak. The way she is standing he can see all of her features. She is not muscular, she is fit, like she runs all day until she can run no more and then she sleeps just to do it all again the next day. She's got a really cute tuft of hair on top of her head that falls into her face sometimes and covers her eye a little bit. As she is talking to him she uses her lips to cutely blow it out of her eye. Her underbelly is a little bit different color than the fur on her back. It glimmers in the sun as if it is showing every color of the rainbow all within her dark black fur. Her tail is different than most panther kittys, it's kind of fluffy and a little bit longer than most panther kittys as well. It's got the undercoat color that her belly does. He follows the color of her underbelly up a little bit further and can see her flawless breasts. They are about the size of the apples he likes, maybe a little bit bigger. He tries to see a little bit more detail just to see what her nipples look like and realizes he's been blankly staring at her for maybe a few minutes too long.
She says, "um....did you hit your head? I've been talking to you for a bit and you still haven't said anything." He looks up at her with a shy smile and whimpers.
She walks in front of him, hoping to lure him back to her tree. She would love to share this branch with someone, just throughout the night, to have someone to talk to as she falls asleep. She is walking slow and flicking her tail just enough to show him a glimpse of what is under it. She flicks it in just a way that the wind carries her smell to his nose and he can tell she's in heat. It's working, he turns to follow her and immediately feels hot all over. He gets a chill from it even. He's wondering if she's flicking her tail like that on purpose. It's driving him completely mad.
Wow, he must have been asleep for a few hours because it's starting to get darker outside and the temperature is dropping as it does as soon as the sun goes away. He skips a little bit to catch up to her. They are walking side by side now and he finally puts himself together enough to speak to her.
He says "So who else has been fighting you for your spot? I don't see anyone else around".
She doesn't feel the need to explain right away, so she just says, "they come and go." They climb the tree together and she tells him to lie down first so she can check him. He does what she says. She looks at his back right hip and sees a bit of hair missing. She gently licks his wound and he falls asleep with the coarseness of her tongue bathing him. He is gently purring, and she has done all she can with the light of the sun gone now and just the soft moonlight left. His repetitive purring lulls her to sleep. When they awake in the morning, he sees that she has a sudden thought and at the same time he realizes how hungry he is.
She turns to him and says, "Are you hungry?" He lets out a low growl and says "yes, very!"
She nuzzles his face again and says follow me. She takes him to a small pond where there are lilypads and toad noises, lots of bird sounds and a few trees. She lays down very slowly next to the water, putting her front two paws down first, sliding them down into the dirt and forcing her butt and tail to rise up in the air, then slowly the rest of her body follows until she is resting on the ground. He strolls up behind her and she tells him to lay down with her. He does not understand, but does not question it and does as he's told. He still has not been able to speak more than a few words to her, but it doesn't matter because this is all just a dream anyways, and when he wakes up, it's not like she's gonna be there questioning him about his lack of speech.
When he's comfortably next to his panther goddess, he turns to speak and she puts her paw over his mouth softly. She then tells him to look across the river, using only her eyes. He sees the wild boar! There is four or five of them scattered around, about 200 meters away! His belly growls and she giggles. She tells him that if they each go around one side, they can team up to get one and share it. He just stares at her in awe again, and she holds up her paw, and shows him her claws, then gently digs them into his shoulder. It's a painful but extremely pleasureful sensation.
She says, you are not dreaming, Wake up!
WOW! He's not dreaming. This is real! He may have found his long desired for companion. Ok, focus! He nods at her, and she releases her grip on him and they head across the river. They devour the pig they just successfully caught together. As he wakes up, it is bittersweet again. Was her telling me it wasn't a dream a dream? He looks down at his front paws and one of them still has a little meat left on it and a little bit of blood. He looks to the left and then to the right, and there she is. She looks like she's having a dream that she's still chasing the hog, sooooo cute! OK, so what to do now? Should I wake her up? I decide to get up slowly and go nuzzle her. I am close to her and I put my face close to her cheek and she's smells fantastic, and it's almost too distracting. I nuzzle her and she grins and groans a little bit, so I use my paw to pull her hair off of her face, and she moans this time. As my pads run along the cold part of her nose she tilts her up just slightly so that I can see her neck. With the softest part of my paw I pet her neck, up and down a few times. She opens her eyes and is a little bit startled, so I step back and let her wake up.
Before I can step back too much, she digs her claws into me again. It's so violently satisfying. She gets up to meet my stance and stares me in the face and then begins to walk off. I can see that again, she wants me to follow. I take the bait and am walking hip to shoulder with her, and she keeps hitting me with her hip, maybe intentionally. She runs off so fast and I cannot find her....I listen very closely and I can hear rattling in the trees. As I look up I can see her camouflaging herself just enough to tease me. I pretend not to notice and run to join her. As soon as i get there, she jumps from branch to branch like a monkey! She is so graceful and playful at the same time. I jump at her and knock her to a lower branch. She loves the game so we just keep going until I have gotten her all the way to the ground level and im chasing her through the steamy jungle.
As were are running through the forest I can see her tail bob up and down and I can see the way in and I must devour and conquer it. Most animals do not, or would not wait this long, but when you have wanted something this perfect for so long, a little extra waiting just makes the dessert taste so much sweeter. I have held back a little bit this whole time, so I rev myself up, take away any extra space there was between us and I pounce right on top of her. She fights me just a little bit until I dig my claws into her hips. She flicks her tail up without realizing she has totally given into me. As I enter her for the first time, she lets out a very low purr and moan mix. I dig my claws in again as I slam into her again. This time I moan and growl through my teeth, the type of noise that only comes from deep within you. I can tell she is liking it because she is in perfect rhythm with me. It seems like we are going at it for hours. She turns around and attacks me and tackles me to the ground. Now I can see those beautiful breasts and I see that her nipples are an unusual mix of peach, tan and pink. They are bouncing around on her chest as she is riding me and taking me in more and more with each stroke of her hips. She moans as I fill her with my hot cum. We both completely pass out from exhaustion.