With son Ben out and about with his boyfriend Alex Ramsey, that Tuesday night before Thanksgiving found Samantha and Frances Twist engaged in one of their favorite past times: giving each other mutual orgasms.
The married lesbian werecats were in their bedroom, 69-ing each other.
Samantha had already eaten her wife several times, tasting and savoring her rich cream while using her long feline tail to tease Frances' anus, which always sent additional shivers through the red furred woman's body.
Not to be outdone, Frances was giving at least as good, if not better as she was getting.
She lost count of how many times her sandpaper-ish feline tongue had already stimulated Samantha's clit to the point of orgasmic bliss while lapping up the sweet juices that oozed from her wife's very moist cunt. However, Frances was using a small dildo to pleasure her wife's ass, while Frances' fur tipped tail was teasing the sensitive area (at least to her mate) behind where each pointed ear met Samantha's head.
Even after Samantha reluctantly shouted "Enough!" Frances ate her to one more very satisfying orgasm before pulling the dildo out of her wife's ass.
Frances turned around and, still on her knees, made a show out of licking Samantha's juices off the end of the plastic device. It was far cleaner than one would think, for both ladies started the evening by making sure their partner was VERY sanitary, and the dildo had picked up a lot of pussy juice leaking from Samantha's cunt before applying it to her anus.
Now the women moved into position for their most favorite activity of all.
Lying within each other's arms, holding their mate close, and cuddling.
"You've been a wildcat in bed this evening. Not that I'm complaining, but what gives?" asked Samantha, after they shared a long, passionate kiss that allowed them to taste each other on their mate.
"I just wanted to prove a point. You liked this," said Frances, holding up the dildo, "so maybe..." she let the thought hang there while laying the device between Samantha's breasts.
"Honey, ain't I enough for you?" asked a greatly concerned Samantha.
"WHAT? YES! YOU ARE!" vowed Frances, pulling her wife into a loving embrace. "I've loved you from the moment we first met that summer my family moved here to Moon Lake, even before I knew what a lesbian was, let alone that I was one too."
Frances began recalling their times together, as she started running her paws across her wife's furry back in a romantic caress. "Those warm sunny days hanging out together. Those even hotter summer nights, sneaking off into the woods to discover each other's more intimate secrets. If it's at all possible, the only thing I would ever change is if we could have met earlier, to start our lives together sooner," she added, before giving Samantha a tender kiss.
"I didn't mean to scare you," promised Frances. "I was just thinking it might be nice to expand our fun times with others. You see how William Anderson is always looking at us every Wednesday night in their basement as we play with Martha. Besides, we do play with toys," she added, before picking up the dildo from where it fell and tossing it off the bed, "and we've talked about the possibility of having a child together after Ben graduates college. We'll still be quite young for werecats then, so while we'll still have to screen and approve any potential sperm donor if we do it, we can save a fortune in artificial insemination by getting it straight from the source," she pointed out.
"You do have a point about the costs," agreed Samantha, now nuzzling Frances' neck, "but I still think it would be best to adopt again. Besides, we ain't guaranteed going the natural route would even produce a daughter."
"I know honey," said Frances, now massaging the area where the base of her wife's tail met the rest of Samantha's body. "Then again, all this is just possibilities another five to ten years down the road and no matter what we decide, you will still be my one true love," before she kissed Samantha again.
The Twists laid back down in bed, holding each other tenderly while exchanging gentle kisses not only on their muzzle lips, but soon other parts of their faces, necks, and shoulder blades.
"I'll tell you what," began Samantha, as their romantic gestures were starting to get more sexual again. "I'll think about it and if I'm agreeable, we'll talk to Martha first because if I do decide to try the real thing, I'd prefer it to be someone I already know," she said, although in the back of her mind, Samantha couldn't help thinking that Evan Lawson's werewolf red rocket was even longer than the double headed dildo they used to pleasure each other simultaneously.
"That's all I can ask honey. Besides, you've known from the day we first met, even before I became a werecat, that I have a natural curiosity," purred Frances.
Too bad we're skipping this week's Wednesday night get together with the Andersons because of Thanksgiving, thought Frances, licking her wife's breasts as she prepared to suckle them. Besides how tasty and fun Martha is, I can't help wondering what it would be like to be fucked by a real cock, and William certainly has a decent looking one in or out of his werefox fursona.
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AFTERWARD: DIMENSIONAL DIFFERENCES
While they have experienced the sexual flavors and pleasures of others, especially sister werecat Martha Anderson, the Samantha and Frances Twist of Earth-1 are a devout lesbian couple and strictly "Women Only".
Whether or not Samantha decides to participate, let alone where the curiosity of Earth-2's Frances Twist will lead her remains to be seen.—tmw.