Samantha Twist was Moon lakes town chancellor. After a busy day at town hall, where she witnessed a unanimous vote for Martin Stovall’s town budget; a budget that puts the town in the black; Samantha picks up some Chinese food takeout and then stops at a grocery store to pick up some whipped cream and cherries. Grinning at the dessert that will soon be served, she races home to see Frances with a look of worry on her face.
“Anything wrong?” Samantha asks.
“I just reported a suspicious vehicle and person prowling about the Anderson household,” Frances answers.
“Was Martha home?” Samantha asks, sounding concerned.
“No. No one is home Frances,” Answers: “Still I can’t put my finger on it. But I think I recognized the woman lurking about.”
“Well Sheriff Cooper will deal with it,” Samantha answers; “I got us some take out for supper. Where is Ben?”
“Ben is with Alex,” Frances answers; “He called a few minutes ago. Spending the night near Alex’s home; expect to hear load howling is what he said.”
Samantha chuckles, “While tonight, expect to hear a were-feline scream with delight.”
“Let’s eat dinner first,” Frances smiles.
“You don’t want to go straight to dessert?” Samantha asks while pulling out the whipped cream and cherries.
“Dirty girl,” Frances grins; “where are the chopsticks? And did you get plenty of mushu pork?”
Both eat the Chinese takeout and discuss their day. While Frances was a doctor and was bound by patient confidentiality; Samantha however was able to tell her life partner the amazing town council meeting that happened. Martin’s budget passing unanimously; finding out Benton was not only was he not present, but Benton was kicked off the elder council for his outburst at Tachibana’s. France’s was hanging on every word.
It was about twenty minutes later when both finished eating and then grabbed a customary fortune cookie. Samantha opened her’s up first.
“Take time to enjoy the company of those you love.” Samantha grins; “It’s as if the cookie knows what is about to happen. Now open up yours.”
Frances chuckles as she crushes her cookie to get at the paper. Reading it she grins; “Those who love you, will make you happy.”
“Dessert?” Samantha coyly asks.
Frances doesn’t answer she just strips her clothes off and shifts into her fursona. Grinning she helps disrobe Samantha and lays her on the top of the table. Samantha still in her human form spreads whipped cream over her pert breasts and eager snatch. Samantha places cherry on each nipple and just on top of her clitoris.
“Desserts ready,” Is all she says.
Frances licks her lips and starts with Samantha’s left breast. Using only her tongue she gently licks the cream off; leaving a small bit covering Samantha’s areola and under the cherry. Moving to the right breast; repeating the same process she did for the left breast. Heading back to the left Breast; Frances gently nibbles on the cherry as she uses her tongue to tease Samantha’s nipple. This elicits a moan of pleasure encouraging Frances to do the same with the right breast.
Frances then gets on the table to get better access Samantha’s whipped cream covered sex. Again using her tongue she laps up the cream and then snarfs down the cherry in one gulp. Burying her feline like muzzle in Samantha’s snatch and darting her tongue in and out; causes Samantha to moan in delight and shift into her own were-feline fursona.
Samantha enjoying her partner’s ministrations; tugs and teases her nipples. Shuddering as France’s hit the g-spot; Samantha purrs as the rough tongue glides in and out of her folds.
“Let’s take tis upstairs,” She pants; “The table is creaking!” Samantha shouts the last bit as her body convulses in orgasmic bliss. Frances keeps going; licking and lapping up the pussy juices that are spurting out of Samantha’s quivering sex. Finished, Frances sits down at a nearby chair.
“That was a delicious dessert love,” Frances purrs.
Samantha sighs; “Glad you liked. Want seconds?”
“Yes,” Frances grins; “but upstairs.” Frances gets up to help Samantha off the table. Samantha can barely stand after the tongue probing she just got; so Frances picks her up and cradles her as she climbs the stairs to their bedroom. Reaching the bedroom, Frances places Samantha on the bed and then climbs over her. Assuming a sixty nine position; both lesbian were-felines proceed to eat each other out.
Knowing each other’s likes; it’s not long before both shudder and moan as their bodies convulse and shake as their orgasms hit them like a freight train. Frances lies down next to her love and gently caresses Samantha’s pert furry breast; purring in complete bliss. Samantha also purring, places a hand over France’s still leaking snatch; teasing the clitoris as she still enjoys the afterglow.
“I love you Frances,” Samantha coos.
“And I love you Samantha,” Frances responds.
Both roll on their side to face each other. Each place a hand to the others vaginal folds and spend the next few hours stroking tickling and plunging into each other depths. Both Twist’s sighed and gasp as they rock each other with orgasm after orgasm. They eventually pass out in each other’s arms; both smiling as blissful dreams of love and fulfillment dance in their subconscious.