{{My apologies if I'm repeating myself in regards to an episode title on this thread, but I just couldn't think of anything more appropriate than the title of the one hit wonder by The Starland Vocal Band.—tmw.}}
"OH... HAROLD!" moaned Virginia McCoy, even as she was enjoying every thrust of her mate's hard weretiger cock deep into her hungry vagina.
She didn't care how long they had been at it.
A few minutes? An hour?
Whatever the actual amount of time, it wasn't long enough.
There was no denying that she was deeply and madly in love with Harold Jenkins, and wanted to spend the rest of her extended were life with him as his mate.
Their's was a deep and emotional love that would withstand the test of time and anything else life decided to throw at them.
But there was also no denying the physical aspect of their relationship, even as Virginia felt another orgasm thrill her right down to the depths of her very soul.
Maybe Harold's just "making up for lost time", considering how long he went without once his first wife's cancer was discovered. Maybe it's just Harold fully embracing his new life as a weretiger. We are naturally horny to some extent. Whatever the case, I'm loving every moment of it and intend to make sure he does too, Virginia promised herself, even as her body shuddered in pleasure again.
But I can't let him have ALL the fun, she realized, before finding the strength to flip them over in his bed so that she was now on top.
"Oh... Virginia," said Harold, as a new wave of ecstasy overtook him.
He could feel the beautiful weretigress proudly riding his (her?) hard cock, its barbs strafing the inside of her love canal, giving each of them such exquisite pleasure even as she continued to go up and down on his shaft, trying to drive it deeper into her with each thrust.
To think at first I balked at the thought of were society, let alone the possibility of ever joining it, he remembered, even as his weretiger tail twitched happily in time with hers.
Now, while I wish the circumstances were different, I'm just glad it was Virginia that changed me. But if I only knew then what I know now, I would have gladly joined sooner, thought Harold, even as he raised his head to suckle once more on one of her delicious breasts.
"H-Harold, I f-feel the big one approaching!" warned Virginia through excited gasps.
"Let it!" he yelled, before resuming his suckling and raising his hips mightily to meet hers.
It was but a moment or two later when two weretigers roared loudly in unison, each proclaiming their love and joy of both the moment and their mate.
With that, a spent but happy Virginia McCoy collapsed on top of her fiance.
She and Harold Jenkins smiled at each other.
"I LOVE YOU," they said in unison, before sharing another kiss.
Then they fell asleep in each other's arms, not caring about the sweat matted fur pressing against their respective bodies.
It was only a little after 2 that afternoon in Moon Lake.
The town's annual Halloween party would not start at the high school until after sundown.
It would be a busy and memorable night, what with Alice Decrux up to her usual dirty tricks, Jen Decker welcoming a new werecat to town*, dances, romances, and so much more.
Stay tuned to this story line, as well as our companion Earth 1 tales Moon Lake, Andersons and Moon Lake, Tad for further details.
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*As seen in recent episodes of our companion Moon Lake, Tad thread.—tmw.