"Oh, YES!" screamed Marci Green, even as her husband continued to fuck her. "Fill me. Cum in me till that hard cock can't move any more. Put our first cub in me darling," she yelled, staring intently at her husband.
Ted Green, the newest weretiger of Moon Lake, continued to thrust as deeply inside his horny wife as he could. He already had came once, and lost count of the number of orgasms his werecat wife had experienced, but now was acting like a male were possessed as his wife urged him on.
Whether she, he, or both were experiencing some kind of heat cycle was beyond his fledgling knowledge of being a were. All he knew was that his hard feline penis felt good within his wife's vagina, and that he'd give her everything he could until they both collapsed from sheer sexual exhaustion.
Observing all this was weretigress Lila Carpenter*, who was tweaking her hardened nipples with one paw while the other fingers of the other was deep between her own legs. She had done the honors of initiating Ted into were society, but there was something about the white furred Bengal weretiger she created that Lila couldn't get enough of.
Maybe someday Ted will put a cub in me too, she thought happily, feeling her body shudder in self induced pleasure.
"YES TED! Y-E-S-S-S-S!" screamed Marci, even as Ted continued to plunge into her. Then she spotted Lila sitting further up on the bed. "Get that sweet pussy over here lady. I'm thirsty!"
Lila just smiled as she moved into position, lowering her sopping cunt toward the bi-werecat's muzzle even as she caressed Marci's breasts in her paws before running down to tease what she could of both Mrs. Green's clit and Ted's cock with her tongue.
What the three of them were blissfully unaware of was that each guest room of the Moon Lake Inn was soundproofed for situations like this, horny weres needing to blow off steam in pursuit of what seemed to be were society's favorite past time: hot sex.
Even as threesome urged each other on to greater heights of sexual pleasure and excitement, Lila couldn't help wondering if there was a chance that her temporary threesome with the Greens could become a permanent relationship.
MEANWHILE...
Do I dare? wondered Jen Decker, staring at her cellphone.
The widowed bi-werecat had been pacing her bedroom for a while now, with one thought on her mind.
Claire Jacobs, the lady she had helped usher into were society last night by having hot Sapphic sex with the woman to make her a sister werecat.
It's been months since his death. A part of me will always love Jeff, but even if it is time to move on, am I ready to do so?
Finally, Jen made a decision.
ELSEWHERE...
The ringing of her cellphone woke Claire Jacobs up from her catnap.
After walking home from the Decker residence after that wonderful night with Jen, the woman who not only gave Claire her new fursona but possibly now had a place in her heart as well, the recently created full fledged lesbian werecat came back to her apartment with more than just platonic thoughts about her benefactor.
Even after quickly stripping and resuming her new furonsa, Claire couldn't help thinking about Jen well past the point of just sexual arousal.
Could I be in love? she had asked herself more than once.
Having no lesbian tendencies at all before joining were society, the newest werecat was left with a lot of unanswered questions.
But one look at who Caller ID said was phoning made Claire's heart skip a beat as she anxiously said, "Hello?"
"Hi Claire. It's Jen. I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"No. No," said Claire, even as she started licking her free paw clean of the juices from recent self explorations of her new body.
"Good. Listen. I've been thinking. We pretty much spent last night just in the house, so you didn't get much of a chance to experience fully being a werecat."
"How so?" wondered Claire.
"You know. Going out on the prowl. Exploring the woods and nature." Maybe each other again. Intimately, thought Jen.
"Sounds good to me. When and where?"
"Come back to my place before dark. A were can't legally display themselves in public during the day except during sanctioned events and life threatening emergencies. If you don't mind leftovers, we'll have a light dinner and then go out after sunset."
"Sounds good to me. I'll see you then," Claire said joyfully.
"Looking forward to it," replied Jen, before hanging up.
"I HAVE A DATE!" Claire shouted, once the call ended. Or at least, I think I have a date. Jen didn't come right out and call it a date, as Claire got out of bed and defurred to go take a shower. But either way, I get to see her again, and maybe... she thought, even as she felt the moisture start to flow between her legs again.
AND BACK AT THE DECKER HOUSE...
Jen Decker gave no indication that she knew about the big smile on her feline muzzle as she got up to go take a shower of her own.
Defurred, as the warm water and soap hit her now plain human skin once more, a worried thought crossed Jen's mind.
How do I tell Tad I'm going out on a date tonight?
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*The Earth 1 version.—tmw.