While Brian wanted to show Patricia around town; the snow coming down was making it difficult to show her some of the town’s main places. Managing to show her the high school before the weather got cold; cold enough for a were to notice and start shivering; Brian escorts her home. Surprised that Patricia’s family doesn’t live far from him; just two streets down from his house. Before long, Patricia gives Brian a deep and passionate kiss.
“If it wasn’t for this weather,” Patricia smiling; “I’d be doing more than just kissing you.”
“Let’s hold off on the rutting,” Brian breathing hard; “save it for a special moment.”
“But I’m not sure I can wait,” Patricia looking longingly into Brian’s eyes; “I ache for your cock in me.”
“Be patient,” Brian smiling as he kisses her; “it will happen. But until then,” Kissing the were-beaver again; “we can always text dirty photos.”
Patricia smiles as she allows herself to separate herself from Brian. Entering her house and leaving the were otter outside; Patricia swoons as she knows he is the one she dreamt of. The first time she saw Brian at the council building; Patricia was bowled over how he was the spitting image of the virile male that was lying next to her in a cozy beaver den. His warm, soft body enveloping hers as they snuggled after a passionate embrace that left the two happy and spent; Patricia wanted to feel that moment and soon. Giving a silent thanks to the strange man that visited her one evening while she slept; smiling as he silently guided her along a winding path that eventually showed the were-otter that would one day be her mate. Heading upstairs to her room; Patricia does what most typical girls do, she sits down to write out her emotions and thoughts in a diary.
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“I can’t look at this text book anymore,” Spencer slamming the book close; “all the words are starting to look like gibberish.”
“It’s only been two hours,” Eric looking at the time on his phone; “perhaps a quick snack?”
“Or a quickie,” Spencer licking her lips hungrily as she stares at the white furred sheathe protecting Eric’s pink feline member.
“If we start with that,” Eric knowing what Spencer is craving; “chances are we won’t be able to stop until Monday.”
“And that’s a bad thing,” Spencer approaching Eric and placing a paw on his crotch; “we’d still be studying. Only,” Spencer purring; “with each other’s body.”
“I’d still think,” Eric embracing Spencer as they climb onto her bed; “we get a snack to help recharge and reenergize.”
“We can do that later,” Spencer running her paws all over Eric’s white fur and then nibbling on one of his panther ears; “let’s just have some fun.”
Eric, unable to resist Spencer’s advances as she starts teasing him in an erogenous for each of them. Purring as he enjoys, Spencer nibbling on his ears; His member coming out in full force and pressing into Spencer’s furry body as she softly growls. Repositioning themselves; Spencer looking down on Eric as she straddles him; her aroused sex kissing the tip if Eric’s member. Slowly lowering herself down; Spencer sighs, her eyes fluttering as she just experience a small orgasm. Smiling, she leans down to kiss Eric. Eric purring as he starts thrusting in time to Spencer’s gyrations; wrapping his furry arms around spencer, her breasts mashed upon his chest as they furiously kiss each other.
With the tempo picking up speed and as well as their moaning, growling, yowling and purring; Eric starts thrusting faster. Knowing he can roll each other over to be on top if he chose to but deciding not to for the time; he playfully nips at Spencer’s ears happily growling as he does. Spencer growling in return as she feels the bard on Eric’s cock digging into her folds. Breathing hard as her sex begins to clamp down; Eric feeling Spencer getting tighter starts to yowl as he thrusts faster. Faster and faster, his climax building until the pressure inside him breaks and he spills forth in Spencer. Feeling Eric tense and twitch inside her and the barbs flex and dig in her; Spencer lets loose a loud yowl as her body shudders in orgasmic bliss.
With both keeping their eyes closed; enjoying each other’s bliss, they miss out on seeing glimpses of Frieda decorating a tree along with her parents. Slowly opening their eyes as each come down from their respective orgasms; Spencer smiling as she can still feel Eric’s feline member spill forth his seed in thick ropey bursts.
“Now are you ready for a snack,” Eric purring; licking Spencer on the muzzle with his tongue.
“I could go for a sandwich for lunch,” Spencer smiling as she places her nose on Eric’s; purring loudly, “but right now I want to embrace you for a bit more.
“Grrrrrrr,” Eric happily growls; as he tightens his embrace upon Spencer; feeling her tail happily swishing like a wolf’s as she enjoys the moment.
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Frieda was busy helping her parents to decorate a large pine tree that her father cut down with an axe. Where the axe was and how her father found it, Frieda couldn’t answer. What she does know is the tree was so large; the only place it could be put was in the hallway next to the stairs and second floor railing. Finding the Christmas decorations was also surprisingly quick. Seeing the boxes in the basement marked Christmas; Both Benton and Amanda quickly took them upstairs. Stringing the lights however was a challenge for all three. Both Amanda and Frieda laughing as Benton managed to tangle himself with the lights; Amanda couldn’t resist plugging the lights in. Frieda busting a gut she takes a photo of her father all lit up and starts posting it on social media with the tag our tree is decorated. Benton looking bemused as he unplugs the lights and untangling himself.
“All right,” Benton chuckling lightly; “either one of you get upstairs with the end of this string.”
It took a good ninety minutes for the family to put the lights on the trees; adding the ornaments, Benton needing to use a ladder to place some of the baubbles on the tree; slowly making his way down as both Amanda and Frieda decorating the bottom. It was around the end of decorations that Frieda sensed Eric and Spencer’s love making. Shuddering as she feels their climaxes and letting out an involuntary moan; her mother looks at her strangely.
“Something wrong Frieda?”
“No,” Frieda smiling; “just felt Eric and Spencer’s love for each other. Even experienced it,” Frieda looking at her mother smiling; “it has to do with our bond.”
“Even with them where they are,” Benton coming down from the ladder; “you can… feel them near you?”
“It’s hard to explain,” Frieda feeling the orgasmic moment pass; “but it’s a wonderful feeling.”
“Your mother and I will never understand that bond you have with Eric and Spencer,” Benton shaking his head as he plugs in the lights; “but at least we managed to accomplish this as a family.” Benton looking at the dazzling display of lights and ornaments before them.
“Lunch time,” Amanda hugging her husband and Frieda; “we still have some sandwich meats in the fridge.”
“I want Tuna,” Frieda speaking; “do we have any cans left in the pantry?”