Some say that a were's favorite past time is sex, and there are many residents of Moon Lake who will not dispute that possibility.
As the lips of their muzzles parted, Ben Twist stared at the lovely form of his furry girlfriend before him.
Depending upon the light, you could just make out a hint of the leopard spots that were a part of the werepanthress' heritage.
Kenya Adaeze growled and then pounced upon her werewolf as if he was prey, but Ben knew that the sound she was making was an expression of a different type of hunger as they fell back upon her bed and she began to lick his lupine red rocket.
"Yes," growled Ben in return, even as Kenya swung her body around and lifted her tail higher, exposing more of the treasure that laid between her legs.
Not wasting a second, Ben's tongue dived deep into Kenya's furry chalice and began lapping at it eagerly.
The werepanthress paused in the pleasure she was giving to bask in the pleasure she was receiving. Then Kenya looked over her shoulder and said, "Pace yourself, my darling werewolf. We still have plenty of time before we must retire for the night, since tomorrow is a school day for both of us."
Ben just let out a small wolf howl of happiness before he resumed his oral enjoyment of Kenya, but at a more leisurely pace than before.
DOWN THE HALL...
Barry and Tanya Adaeze smiled at each other as the couple held each other close.
Kenya's uncle and aunt had already joined as one and reached their peak plateau of bliss together. Now the werepanthers were just cuddling together as they waited for the barbs of Barry's still hard panther prick to slacken enough to slip out of Tanya's otherwise very filled vagina.
"Ah, youth," said Barry with a chuckle, even as he kissed his wife.
"You're a fine one to talk. I wasn't even fully undressed before you sank that hard cock into me," said Tanya.
"But I noticed that you were wet enough that it wasn't a difficult entry," Barry replied.
"Maybe that's because with them in her room, I knew what I'd be in store for tonight and was looking forward to it," was Tanya's response, before she kissed him again.
Then Tanya looked at her mate and asked, "Ben Twist is a good boy, but do you think between the age* and species differences, they'll be happy?"
Barry stopped and listened to the sounds coming from down the hall before saying, "You have to ask? Ben loves our niece, and she's crazy about him. Both have good heads on their shoulders and I wish them all the best. Now then my dear, ready to go to sleep?"
"Not quite yet," Tanya replied. Catching him off guard, Barry was surprised when his wife flipped them over so that she was now on top.
"Now then, do you think you're up to an encore?" she asked, before thrusting her hips against him.
A smile crossed Barry Adaeze's muzzle as he started fondling his wife's breasts with both paws.
MEANWHILE...
The dinner dishes remained where they were. They and the rest of the house could always be cleaned up later.
There was something more important to take care of now.
A trail of clothes led from the table to the bedroom.
Each piece was hastily taken off as the two kissed and fondled each other, neither wanting to wait more than absolutely necessary to get to the delights hidden by their wardrobe.
Being alone in the house, they didn't even pause to close their bedroom door as each rapidly assumed their respective fursonas to increase the pleasures they would give and receive.
Now spent, but extremely happy, Samantha and Frances Twist laid in each other's furry arms, purring in joint contentment as the two happily married lesbian werecats basked in the afterglow of their intense Sapphic love.
Samantha held her mate with one arm, as the other teasingly ran her fingers through Frances' fur before it started caressing her ears, a sensitive area, at least for this werecat.
Frances looked up from where her head laid on Samantha's chest and smiled, before her talented tongue reached out to start teasing her wife's still hard nipple.
Neither woman said a word. None were needed.
It wouldn't be long before both started giving each other more attention until they passed out for the night in each others furry arms from sheer sexual exhaustion.
But there was still one thought. A hope, a dream, that Frances would never give up on.
Someday beloved, I will have OUR child, even as her paw started slowly drifting downward to discover that Samantha's already well eaten pussy was still wet with anticipation of the pleasures to come.
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*Ben is 16 and Kenya 22. Their relationship is legal in Moon Lake, since both are active (well past their first transformation) weres.—tmw.