She’s moving through the air, spinning, spandex tight against her body, larger paws looking for purchase. He’s searching, trying to find-

	She stumbles.

	“Dangit. One more try!”

	Again she moves, legs spread apart as she spins, and he has a clear view now, the fabric hugging the girl’s groin, giving just enough of an impression of her pussy, legs spread open just the way he likes. He takes a mental snapshot, but it’s already gone. 

	“Ta-da! Do you remember what that one’s called?”

	David blinks, refocusing. His friend’s daughter stands in front of him, successfully balanced on the padded beam that sat flush with the floor. The 8-year-old snow leopard wore only her teal leotard, a brand-new garment she’d gotten at the start of this gymnastics season. Her fluffy forepaws sat on her hips, and she fixed David with an expecting look. 

	“Er…” The older puma scratched his chin. “A sideflip?”

	She pouts. “No Davey, it’s a cartwheel! Look, I’ll show you a sideflip again.” The girl pivots, preparing for another tumble.

	“Lily, why don’t you let David have a break?” A voice calls out from the kitchen.

	“But Daddy, I have like 5 more tricks to show him!”

	“You can show him later, okay honey?

	David smiles, reaching out to pat Lily’s head. “I’m looking forward to seeing that sideflip later.” He says, earning a smile from the girl.

	David stands up. The first floor of the house is open-concept, flowing from living room, to dining room, to kitchen, with a scant few walls marking out the space. The walls are decorated with pieces of domestic history: David and Jake, moving into their freshman dormitory together, Jake’s first night with Holly and their eventual wedding, David standing beside the groom in a rented suit, then on to photos of Lily and Christopher in their infancy, next to the kids’ crude but loving crayon drawings of their parents.

	Lily’s father, Jake, stands at the kitchen counter, tossing together a salad bowl. He gives David a sheepish grin as the other man enters the kitchen. “Thanks man, she’s been talking about what she wants to show off to you for weeks. Don’t be afraid to ask for a break though, okay?”

	David waves off the comment, casting a fond glance back to the living room. “Dude, it’s no problem, your kids are great. I’m happy to spend time with them if it makes them happy.”

	“Really nice of you. You want another drink?”

	David nods. “If you’re offering, sure.”

	Jake pauses his salad spinning to refill David’s glass, another shot of vodka mixed with a splash of fruit juice, and filled the rest of the way with sparkling lemonade. David takes a sip, the alcohol reactivating the aftertaste at the back of his throat, another cold burn as more drink absorbs into his stomach. It must be this new mix that Jake’s using, but the booze is hitting harder than usual.

	Jake smiles at him, the older snow leopard’s grin distorted as it filters through the now half-empty glass. “Dave, I know it’s a long drive for you, but I really appreciate you coming to visit so often. I wouldn’t trade the kids for anything, but it’s sad to lose touch with the other guys from Uni. Family life just sucks away all the time. You’re the only one who makes an effort to stay in touch.”

	“Man, you’ll have to beat me away with a stick to make me stop visiting. You and Holly built a great little life for yourselves, I’m just glad to be a small part of it. You’ve got Chris just starting school, and Lily seems like she loves gymnastics. You should be proud.”

	“Heh, I sure am, but my little girl can be quite the handful, as I’m sure you’ve noticed.”

	A handful. The last of the drink is gone, making him half-giddy with the last swallow. A handful, and he’s thinking of Lily again, his paw on her ass, a playful squeeze last year in the backyard, and the panic that she’d tell her parents about it. The liquor melts the fear in him. “Yeah, man,” he continues, his tongue loose, too loose, but his mind is stuck deep in that bottled-up desire-

	“I want to fuck her so bad.”

	Silence.

	Fluorescent light bouncing off linoleum. A blank expression.

	“…You want to fuck my little girl, David?”

	David is frozen, a terrified half-smile on him like a death mask.

	Jacob reacts slowly, his empty gaze melting away, heat rising into his face and seeping into his expression.

	It’s a warm look, beaming with something like pride. He claps his friend on the shoulder. “Of course, man. You know we’d do anything for you. You’re really sure about this?”

	“Yeah.” David’s voice doesn’t feel like his own, like his body belongs to someone else.

	“Cool. This’ll be her first time though, would you mind doing it down here so I can keep an eye on her, make sure she’s okay?”

	David nods. The motion of his head sends his thoughts into a tumble, scrambling to hold on something real.

	Jake leans out of the kitchen, calling to his daughter in the living room. “Lily, could you please have sex with David for me?”

	“But Daddy!” She calls, “It’s almost time for Sesame Street!”

	“You can leave the TV on, honey. Plus, there’s a bowl of ice cream in it for you, two whole scoops.”

	“Two scoops, really?! Okay!” Lily hops into view, eyes sparkling at her father’s words. Her paw curls around David’s, soft, nearly too large for the rest of her, and she’s pulling him across the room and onto the couch, sitting so close to him, and it’s real, he has permission to do this.

	He gulps. “Do you understand what we’re going to do, Lily?”

	She blushes, rubbing her arm. “I think so. Sex is when a boy puts his penis in your vagina, right?”

	Adorable. “Yep, that’s right. Do you know how to do it already?”

	She shakes her head. “Not really. I sorta saw Momma and Daddy do it once. They told me how it works and how to masturbate, but that’s it.”

	He leans closer, heartrate picking up. “Do you like masturbating, Lily?”

	She giggles, putting a paw in front of her face. “Kinda.” She says, softly. “I sometimes do it in bed before I go to sleep.”

	Damn. He’s fantasized about that, many times, imagining Lily with her legs spread and fingering herself for him. The sure knowledge that this little leopard has been jilling herself off already has David rock-hard. “Maybe we can start with that,” he says, “you can masturbate a little before we do anything else.”

	“Daddy says I’m only supposed to do that in my room.”

	“It’s okay to do it down here just this once, sweetie.” Jake calls, blatantly eavesdropping.

	Lily turns back to her new partner. “Kay. Am I supposed to get undressed?”

	David takes a deep breath, putting an arm around her and feeling the smooth, fur-tight fabric glide against his paw pads as he caresses her back. “I was kind of hoping you could keep the leotard on, if you’re comfortable like that.”

	She creases her brow for only a second, before her face lights up in excitement. “Wait, I can wear the pretty one for you!”

	“What ‘pretty o-”

	“Be right back!” She chirps, already rushing up the stairs to the family’s bedrooms. David, still somewhat bewildered, is left on the couch, listening to the kids’ muffled activity upstairs. When Jake makes his way into the living room, closing blinds in his wake, David can’t help but feel self-conscious of the tent he’s pitching in his jeans.

	“Uh,” the puma stutters, “you seem pretty open with her about, yknow…”

	“Sex?”

	“Yeah.” He chuckles awkwardly. “The way she’s talking, I’m half-surprised you haven’t done anything with her yourself.”

	“Ha! Dave, you’ve definitely never had children. I barely have enough time and energy to fuck my wife as it is.” 

	David can’t shake the iron weight in his chest. “Man, is this really okay?”

	“It is in my book; as long as you’re both okay with it.”

	“I dunno, I’m just worried that I’ve totally fucked up, and everything’s gonna fall apart any second.”

	“Dude, listen. Part of starting a family is taking responsibility that the people under my roof, people I love, are happy and safe.” He tweaks one of David’s whiskers, a teasing gesture he’d first done in their freshman year, a lifetime ago. “And as far as I’m concerned, that includes you.”

	Tears well up in the corners of David’s eyes, but he fights back the urge to cry. The older snow leopard dims the lights, then activates a string of star-shaped golden bulbs strung around the living room ceiling. He smiles at David. “Holly’s idea. Enjoy the mood lighting.”

	There is a suspicious ‘thunk’ from upstairs, and the two men pause. Jake puts a paw to his chin. “Lily, sweetie, you doing okay up there?”

	She waits a beat before replying. “...I’m kinda stuck.”

	Jake gives David a wink, encouraging the puma as he speaks up. “Why don’t you come down, and we can help you, okay?”

	Lily hops back down the stairs, carrying a pillow and partially redressed. She’s wearing a bright pink leotard, glitter embedded in every inch of the fabric, and with a pair of sequined frills at each arm-hole. It’d be a very innocent look if she was fully wearing it. Alas, Lily has managed to pull the garment up to her waist but not the rest of the way, leaving her effectively topless. She’s blushing, and wearing a shy smile, but making no effort to hide the pink buds of her nipples.

	“Can you please help me put my arms through, Davey?”

	He’s tempted, so tempted, to rip it off her then and there, but holds back. That might be too much for the girl. “Sure, c’mere kiddo.”

	She sets the pillow on the couch and steps in front of him, presenting her bare chest at near eye-level. He cradles her ribcage in both paws, thumbpads brushing against the very edges of her nipples. He holds her there for just a bit too long, wrestling with a new urge to put his paws somewhere else entirely.

	She quirks an eyebrow. “Davey? What’re you-”

	“TICKLE ATTACK!!!”

	The tips of his paws dance under Lily’s arms, sending the girl into an explosive laughing fit. “DAVEY! STA-HAHA-HAAP!” She shouts, wiggling frantically in his gentle grip in a desperate bid to escape.

	David laughs along with her, gleefully tickling her like he’s done so often before, but now enjoying the feeling of his paws on her bare fur, and the fact that the leotard’s crotch is hanging loose, not as much as he might like but enough to give him almost-glimpses as she tries to kick free. Just a tease of her special place, and wow, he’s really going to put his-

	He shouldn’t get so worked up yet. He stops, right paw resting in the center of her chest just above her heart. The pair catch their breath, letting the last few chuckles leave their systems. 

	“You butt!” Lily shouts, still smiling as she smacks him with the pillow.

	“Sorry, sorry! Couldn’t help it. Okay, now let’s get this the rest of the way on.” He replies as he holds up the leotard by one of the frills, encouraging Lily to slip a paw through. It takes a fair bit of pulling, stretching the fabric taught in places in order to get it over her shoulder. The second loop is equally tricky, but does yield, allowing the girl’s outfit to snap into place.

	“Everything feel okay?”

	“Mmhmm! It’s a little tight, but I’m good!”

	David smirks. What a little liar. The leotard’s tight, far too tight. It might’ve fit when she was 7, but is now barely holding together on her larger frame. Likely an old gift that she couldn’t bring herself to part with yet. As a result, the view is lovely. The girl’s cameltoe is so pronounced that nothing is left to the imagination.

	“You look very pretty, Lily.” He says, pulling her next to him on the couch. He feels her lean against him, head resting against his arm. “What’s the pillow for, though?”

	She looks down, not meeting his eyes. “That’s what I normally use. That’s okay, right?”

	He places a paw on her head, giving her a gentle scratch behind her ears. “Of course it’s okay. You want to show me?”

	Lily nods, giving David a playful poke in the side before getting onto her knees and slipping the pillow between her thighs. She moves her hips downward, humping against the cushion. She pumps into it twice, looks back up at David, and fails to suppress a giggling fit. David cuddles her closer, noting how cute her laugh is, and lets out a chuckle himself.

	“S-Sorry.” She says, taking a deep breath. “I just feel kinda silly.”

	“It’s all right, you’re doing fine.” David says, soaking in the feeling of her body against his. “...Would it be easier if I masturbated too?”

	Lily nods, blushing fiercely. The little leopard starts to hump her pillow again as he reaches for his fly, tugging the zipper down and exposing his boxers. With another tug, the puma’s dick is out in the open. David stops for a moment, suddenly hyper-aware that he has his dick out in his best friend’s living room. His ears pick up the oven door opening (probably Jake putting the roast in), the simplistic music from Chris’ game console upstairs, and Lily’s increasingly deep movements as her eyes lock on his exposed member. 

	The two felines watch each other intently. David’s strokes are lethargic, mostly serving to maintain his erection as he saves himself for other activities. His thumbpad plays with the short, nubby barbs on the side of his shaft as he watches Lily pleasure herself. The little girl’s breathing is noticeably deeper, the tight fold of spandex pressing into the middle of her slit with each movement. 

	“What do you think, Lily?”

	“It’s cool.” She chuffs, then gives him a little smile. “Daddy’s is bigger, though.”

	Jacob’s ears perk up over the dividing wall. “Miss Lily Pembroke, that is a very rude thing to say to a boy!” Her father scolds, making the girl’s ears droop.

	“Sorry, daddy!”

	David flushes. “It’s fine, your dad needs to be bigger with two beautiful ladies in the house.” He runs a paw playfully through her headfur.

	He’s fallen quiet, but Lily’s still staring, making small movements into the cushion. He wasn’t big, he was under no delusions about that, but he was at least average, right?

	“Why’d you stop?”

	David realizes his paw’s been idling at the bottom of his shaft. “Just thinking, I guess. Nothing bad, don’t worry.” 

	“...If you’re not gonna touch it, can I?”

	David’s blush deepens, blood rushing back to his groin and a blast of hormones smothering his nerves. He gives her a quick peck on the forehead, then smiles. “Please, help yourself.”

	Lily lifts a paw, sliding it across the man’s thigh, hesitating a few seconds before she wraps it around his shaft. She gives it a few squeezes, moving her paw up and down in what isn’t quite a pump. Her paws are nearly too big for the rest of her body, and gifted with especially soft tufts of fur that makes her touch incredibly erotic. 

	He rubs her back, coaxing her to hump harder into her pillow as she explores his length. “How’re you feeling, kiddo?” He asks, his paw dipping down to squeeze her butt between motions.

	“’S good.” She mumbles, nuzzling her face into David’s chest.

	“Aww, good girl. Is it all right if I touch you for a bit?”

	“Kay.” Lilly pulls herself off of her pillow, a line of moisture soaking into her leotard’s crotch fabric. She’s fairly relaxed as David lays her down, lining up her groin with the edge of the couch and kneeling in front of her for easy access. She lets the older male spread her legs, presenting her clothed but still clearly aroused vulva to him. 

	David’s heart jackhammers in his chest, paws shaking as he prepares to expose Lily’s most private place, the spot he’d spent hours fantasizing about, fixated on during dozens of weekends visiting Jake and Holly. He runs a paw across the front of the fabric, feeling her body heat and tracing the outline of her pussy, beautiful but not enough. “I’m going to pull your leotard to the side, okay Lily?” He asks, barely registering her bashful ‘yes’ as he hooks a claw along the edge of the fabric.

	He takes his time, savoring her as he exposes her by millimeters. A deep sniff fills his throat with her scent as her juices are exposed to the air. A little less than half-exposed, her femininity has only the barest hint of modesty left. Then, with a last pull, the fabric is aside and she’s fully unveiled, his eyes raking over Lily’s pussy, displayed just for him. The deep pink of her inner folds leaking out another drop of wetness. He prods at her, his paw stroking the impossible softness of her outer lips.

	I’m really going to fuck her, he thinks, holding on desperately to the moment and afraid to blink lest it stop being real. I’m going to put my dick in her, and I’m going to cum in my best friend’s daughter. 

	That thought sends sparks down his back, threatening to set him off far too early if he dwells on it. His paws trace along her slit, soaking in the feeling of her. With a finger on each side, he spreads the girl’s flower open, moving his face closer to her most intimate parts. He caresses her pink inner lips, spreading her wetness around as he circles the opening to her vagina. His movements make her clench, lightly humping into his paw. With total freedom to play with the little girl’s vulva, he explores further up, exposing the tiny opening of her peehole, followed by the nub of her clit. He makes a few experimental tugs on the edges of her clitoral hood, indirectly stimulating Lily’s love button and earning a timid moan for his trouble.

	“Y-Your breath tickles.” She says, one eye peeking between paws that cover her face.

	“Oh? Let me tickle a little more then.” He presses his muzzle into her crotch, his tongue slipping out to give a low, slow licks across Lily’s sex. The coarse, prickling texture immediately makes her squirm. “This is going to tickle a lot, kiddo.” He purrs into her inner thigh. “Let me know if you need a break, okay?”

	He dives back into the little girl’s muff, giving her a series of sloppy, ice-cream-cone licks. Her wiggling stabilizes into steady tremors in her legs and stomach. David repeats the motion, feeling her breathing deepen and her muscles relax before he goes farther. He probes into her crack as far as he can manage, rubbing the hundred tiny bristles of his tongue against the girl’s inner lips and entrance to her love canal. He keeps a thumbpad at the top of her slit, sparing her clit the tactile onslaught while still giving it gentle, steady presses.

	“D-Davey…” She groans. “I-”

	“EWWWW! What are you guys doing?”

	Both felines flick their heads upward, tracing the outburst to the top of the staircase. Chris, Lily’s brother, is hanging his head over the railing, the 6-year old snep looking at his sister with the kind of glare that only a sibling can manage.

	“Chris, go away, Davey and I are busy!”

	“You always hog him when he comes to visit! Dave said he would play video games with me; that’s way more fun than whatever gross thing you’re doing!”

	“Nu-uh! It’s awesome, AND I get to have ice cream afterward!”

	“YOU’RE GETTING ICE CREAM?!”

	“Christopher Pembroke, that doesn’t sound like your inside voice!”

	Chris flinches, shrinking back from the railing. “Sorry daddy!”

	“Please go to your room for now, Chris. We’ll have a chat about this later.”

	The younger boy slinks away, pouting but otherwise completely unfazed by the fact that David was eating out his big sister. The puma could’ve laughed if he didn’t feel bad for the little guy.

	“Ugh, he’s so annoying.” Lily says, crossing her arms and looking back at her partner. “Are you gonna keep going?”

	David leans forward, bringing his muzzle close to hers, his prick dribbling a blob of pre onto the floor. Beneath him, Lily is flushed and panting, her nipples poking through the fabric of her childish pink leotard. Between Dave’s saliva and her own arousal, her pussy is completely soaked. “Lily, if you’re ready, I would really, really like to put my penis in you now.”

	The little leopard’s eyes widen. She sucks in a shallow breath. “O-Okay…” she murmurs, leaning back and spreading her legs wider for him. 

	He takes a moment just to rub his tip against her outer lips, appreciating the softness of the little girl’s sex. The anticipation sets David’s body aflame, even as Lily looks away. She’s tensing whenever he rubs the head of his penis against her clit.  She frowns, eyes screwed shut as he positions himself at her warm, leaking entrance.

	He has permission. He can finally take her.

	“...Lily, are you okay?”

	She cracks an eye open. Her frame is visibly tense. “...Is daddy still here?”

	“Sure am, baby girl.” Jake makes his way over to the couch, taking a seat next to his daughter. “How’re you doing, honey?”

	The leopard girl whimpers. “It’s… it’s gonna hurt, right? With my hymen and stuff?”

	“Oh, honey. Don’t worry, you’re gonna be fine.” Jake holds his daughter’s paw, letting her snuggle against his thigh.  David dismounts her, kneeling closer to the floor and resting a paw on her stomach. The fact that his dick was out of his best friend’s sight didn’t hurt, though the older leopard didn’t seem to have any issues with his daughter’s exposed pussy.

	“Lily, listen for a minute.” Jake continues. “Yes, with some girls, their hymen breaks the first time they have sex, but for a lot of girls, it doesn’t. If it does, it would sting a little, and make a bit of blood. That said, it shouldn’t be any worse than getting a shot at the doctor’s office; one little pinch and you’re done. David will be slow and gentle with you to make sure you’re okay.”

	“Absolutely.” Says David, picking up the hint. “I’ll do everything I can to make sure you’re comfortable.”

	Lily takes a deep breath, squeezing her dad’s paw. “Could you stay, daddy?”

	“Of course.” Jake snuggles closer to his daughter, and he feels the knot in her stomach finally relax.

	“’Kay. I think I’m ready, Davey.”

	The puma sucks in a gulp of air, straightening up and once again aligning his penis at the entrance to the cub’s vagina. This is really it. Lily watches him intently. The feeling of her eyes on him, about to penetrate her tiny pussy, the feeling of her bare thighs spread against his paws, the taught pink spandex still hugging her erect nipples… it might be too much if it wasn’t undercut by Jake, also staring at the felines’ genitals. God, what a weird day.

	He pushes forward.

	The first try sees him missing the mark, flopping out of the girl’s folds and under her butt. The second fares much the same.

	He hits the mark on the third try.

	Fuck, she’s tight.

	Lily gasps, eyes wide and locked on her crotch as she watches the older male penetrate her. So far, only the tip’s in, but her vicelike grip and arctic-acclimated body heat are already promising him the best fuck of his life.

	“How’s it feel, honey?”

	“Funny, but in a good way. Like when I do it with the pillow.” Lily’s breathing is ragged and uneven, short gasps interrupted when she remembers to take deeper breaths. She props herself up on her dad’s arm to get a better look at David’s penis entering her.

	“Is it okay if I go deeper, Lily? I’ll go slow.”

	The leopard girl nods, covering her mouth with a fluffy paw as her dad’s friend sinks further into her. David takes his time, letting her adjust to each additional inch while also savoring the tight hold she has on his meat. His barbs, while not sharp by any means, keep the smaller girl stimulated with each tiny movement. Whenever he pauses for longer than a few breaths, Lily clenches as if trying to pull him deeper inside. The first few inches are in; already halfway there.

	“Issit gonna hurt soon?” She asks, her gaze escaping to her father’s shirt as her partner makes a little more progress. The two men look at each other, each quirking an eyebrow.

	“I think that would’ve already happened if it was going to.” Jake remarks, scrutinizing his daughter’s genitals as they’re stretched open by his friend’s cock. Dave stares at the ceiling lights, fighting down his own embarrassment. Deflowering his preteen crush is absolutely worth a little exhibitionism in front of his best friend.

	“So did my hymen not break, then?”

	“Maybe not, like I said, it doesn’t happen to everyone. It’s also possible that you broke yours already during one of your falls off the gymnastics rings.”

	“So I’m not gonna start bleeding?”

	“I don’t think so, just make sure to let David know how you feel uncomfortable, and you should be good.”

	All tension bleeds out of Lily in an instant, her expression morphing into a goofy grin before she presses herself against David’s dick and eagerly takes another centimeter. Both felines’ eyes are half-lidded with pleasure, and Jacob leaves them to it, heading back to the kitchen but remaining within earshot. 

	While she’s still fiercely tight, it’s much easier for the puma to sink the rest of the way inside Lily now that she’s relaxed and clearly eager for it. He fits nearly all of his length into her before she lets out a sharp yelp.

	“Too far!”

	David immediately withdraws a half-inch, pausing to let her adjust. He might not be able to go balls-deep in her, but she’s taken more of him than he expected from someone her age. “Okay, I’m all the way inside you, Lily. How’s it feel?”

	“Really full…” Lily purrs, wiggling her hips for some extra stimulation but not pressing any farther. The pair, for the moment, are content to adjust to each other, making only small movements. David is lost in how warm she is, her interior body heat against his member is complemented by the long, especially warm fur on her inner thighs. He can just make out a raised bump in the spandex just above her pelvis where he’s penetrating her. 

	The leopard girl, apparently not content to wait for further loving, brings a free paw to the top of her flower, diddling her clit and mewing as she keeps grinding into the older male. From David’s perspective, it’s a beautiful show, and before long he can’t bear to be just a passive observer.

	She’s ready for the main event. Time to start pounding this cub. 

	He pulls partway out, eliciting a full-throated moan from the girl that fills the living room. His barbs, designed to keep him stuck tight inside a partner, tickle her inner walls every time he moves out of her. Hopefully it won’t be too much for the kid.

	“Still good?” He thrusts back in to Lily’s maximum depth, starting to build up a rhythm.

	“Yeah, real good!” Lily’s tongue lolls out of her mouth, glassy-eyed as her brain drowns in newly-awakened lust. The first few pumps are slow and easy, David getting off on the idea of fucking such a little thing, more than the physicality of it. “I like the pokey parts.” she groans, squeezing his shaft as he pulls back again.

	The older male spends a moment fixated on their point of connections, watching his cock sliding in and out of Lily’s no-longer-virgin pussy, spreading her little flower wide open in the process. Her paw still occasionally dips down to press her love button, but as he picks up speed, she’s content just to enjoy the railing. She’s become quite the vocal lover in such a short time, gleefully asking for more whenever David hits a spot or motion that she particularly likes, and making it easy for him to find a mutually enjoyable tempo.

	The living room is full of the noises and scents of their wet, eager fucking, though it isn’t quite enough to drown out the aroma of roasting meat in the oven or the sounds of Jacob still puttering in the kitchen. A muffled voice in the back of David’s mind still feels extremely weird about doing something so taboo with no real guarantee of privacy, but he’s almost at the point of no longer caring. Lily’s dripping like a faucet as she milks him. Her pussy might be warm, but his balls are starting to feel even hotter, gearing up to blow his load inside the little leopard.

	“You feel sooo good, Lily…” He moans, caressing her tummy with a free paw. She places her own on top of his, nearly as large as his despite how small the rest of her is. Their paws lock together, eyes meeting as they regard each other with goofy, pleasured expressions. “I think I’m gonna cum soon. You know what that is, right? Is it all right if I do it inside you?”

	The little girl smiles, wrapping her legs around him just above his tail and trying to push him into her even faster. “Yeah, yo-!”

	*Click*.

	...The front door.

	“Mommy’s home, kids!”

	Holly steps into the living room. Grocery bags. Face frozen, looking at him.

	He can’t form words.

	“You can cum inside me, Davey.” Lily finishes. “Hi, Momma!”

	Bags hit the floor. Eggs crack. A gallon of milk soaks into the rug.

	“JACOB!” Loud as a gunshot. Holly’s face is ghost-pale.

	“You all right, dear?” Jacob’s ears are splayed back, deferential in a way common to married men. She makes a beeline for him.

	“Jakey, he’s- with our daughter, and she’s never- Jacob how the fuck did this happen?”

	“...Well, he asked, and David’s been such a friend over the years that I thought-”

	“You didn’t think to ask me?”

	“I-”

	“YOU DIDN’T THINK THIS WAS SOMETHING HER MOTHER SHOULD KNOW ABOUT?!”

	David winces. At least, if she kills him, dying while inside such a cute kid is a pretty good way to go.

	“I NEED PICTURES, JAKEY!”

	...What.

	“For God’s sake, our little girl’s first time and I’ve already missed so much of it! You two, wait just a second. JAKEY WHERE’S THE GOOD CAMERA?!”

	Lily’s parents scramble around the first floor, Jacob searching through the closet while Holly flicks on the lights, momentarily blinding the pair on the couch. Jake unearths the camera, ignoring a high-pitched chime from the kitchen and handing it to his wife. Holly leaps closer to the pair, the lens of her midrange digital camera looming over the couch like a predator. The sound of the shutter makes David’s stomach drop, though all of the coldness has since bled out of Holly’s expression.

	“Oh, you two are so cute together! Smile for the picture!” *Click*. “Okay, you two can keep fucking now, just make sure I can get your good sides.”

	Lily giggles. “Momma, that’s a bad word!”

	“Momma’s sorry, Sweetpea, she’s just a little flustered right now!” Holly nearly trips over an ottoman while attempting to get her daughter’s muff in frame. 

	David’s definitely dreaming. That or Holly’s already killed him and he’s in heaven. Would heaven allow something like this? Hell, perhaps.

	Lily squeezes his paw again, bringing the puma’s attention back to his partner. “Can we keep going?” She asks, smiling shyly under her mother’s camera. The girl grinds her crotch against his and attempts to pull him closer.

	The camera shutter fires again, capturing a closeup of David’s nuts for whatever Holly could possibly have in mind. This is about the time where the puma’s nerves should shatter into a million pieces, giving him a seizure or heart attack. Part of him is desperate to freak out, get dressed, and ask a million questions before the paddy wagon shows up. Though, Lily’s underneath him, tight pink spandex starting to stain with their sweat and sexual fluids. He’s on the edge of filling her to the brim with his cum, and she’s asking nicely for it.

	So fuck it.

	Dave pins her down, pulling the cub into an embrace as he pounds her with renewed enthusiasm. His body’s moving on autopilot, past the point of no return and on the way to his peak. He cups Lily’s cheek, bringing them nose to nose and drinking in her dreamy expression. “Gorgeous. Such a good girl.” He murmurs, pulling her into a kiss. She clearly has no experience reciprocating, but her jaw is already slack and her tongue lolling, so it’s a steamy, intimate affair regardless.

	“Aww, Sweetpea! Is that her first kiss?”

	“I thought it was that Jeremy kid last summer.”

	“That was just a peck, it doesn’t count!”

	Lily tenses, all of her limbs locking around his body. Her tail curls around his as her body spasms, her pussy squeezing him in time with her desperate gasps and whines.
	
	“Davey! Ah! Ah!” She shudders, the pair clutching each other in a wiretight embrace.

	“Aww, look Jakey! Our little girl curls her paws when she cums. She gets that from my side of the family!”

	“Are you guys done yet?” Chris has reappeared on the staircase. “Mum, Lily’s hogging David. Can I show you my Minecraft house instead?”

	“In a minute Chris, Mummy really needs these last few shots!”

	David, at long last, can fully tune out the chaos around him. The pressure in his dick is too much. He holds on as long as he can, keeping control by barely a hair so he can make another few thrusts into the leopard cub, before the dam breaks.

	“Cumming, Lily!” He whispers into her ear, as he buries himself as deep inside her as he can safely manage and pumps with the first shot of his load. Fuck, she feels so much better than he thought she would, squeezing him just right, warming him like a furnace and sucking in what feels like gallons as he cums harder than he ever has in his life.
He cradles her head in his paws, holding Lily close to him. The pair moan together, mewing in incoherent pleasure as he paints her inside in coat after coat of white. They ride out their climaxes, pleasure coursing through their bodies before starting to wind down, utterly spent and covered in each other’s fluids.

	Even with Holly’s camera snapping away, all he can think of is how deeply connected to Lily he feels. Snuggling together, as his pulse calms and the sexual fog in his head starts to lift, he finds his lust toward Lily, rather than being satisfied, has only grown much, much stronger.

	“Did you have fun, honey?” Jake asks, stirring his daughter from her haze. 

	“That was awesome…” Lily sighs, wrapping her forepaws around the back of David’s neck. 

	“Oh, you two are so cute!” Holly coos, taking another picture. “David, when you’re ready to pull out, can you put her on your lap and spread her legs for me? I want a couple photos of the aftermath.”

	“Momma, that’s so embarrassing!” Lily whines, hiding her face under David’s shoulder.

	“You don’t have anything to be embarrassed about, Sweetpea. Just bear with Momma for another minute. You’ll only have one first time, we need to capture every little part of it.”

	“Sorry my parents are so silly.” Lily whispers. David shrugs.

	“Could be worse. C’mon, let’s get it over with.” Keeping his partner cradled to his chest, David moves up to take a seat on the couch, his dick slipping out of her with a wet ‘plop’. Wrapping an arm protectively across her abdomen, he places Lily on his lap. Her legs are still trembling as he spreads them, revealing her wet and puffy pussy as it drips a thick gob of his sperm onto the couch.

	“Perfect! Okay, both of you, smile! I want a few normal photos, then you can do a funny one!”

	Holly goads the pair into another dozen-odd pictures, the adult male’s cum leaking out of her daughter all the while. The two lovers are bashful at first, only opening up and becoming more comfortable after repeated assurances from Lily’s parents. Lily seems to have the most fun with the silly photos, sticking out her tongue and reaching behind David’s head to give him a set of ‘bunny ears’ even as their genitals still leak onto the carpet. All this captured on the wonders of digital storage. The open lewdness of their poses fills the living room with the smell of sweat, hormones, and ...smoke?

	David inhales. “Does anyone else smell that?”

	The group pauses, sniffing the air. Jacob’s fur bristles in alarm.

	“SHIT, THE OVEN!”

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	The Pembroke family, including David for the moment, sit at the dining room table, surrounded by the refuse of the afternoon. A pair of pizza boxes have been set out, with strings of grease and melted cheese leading to the groups’ now-empty plates. David’s been given a seat at the head of the table, Lily on his lap, with a towel under her butt to catch any remnants of their earlier fun. The little leopard offers him a spoonful from her ice cream bowl. David, hesitantly, samples the green-colored treat. 

	“Good, right?”

	He swallows thoughtfully. So, that’s what matcha tastes like. “Not my favorite, but it’s all right. Not as bad as I thought.”

	She sticks her tongue out at him. “No way, it’s the best, you just haven’t tried it enough.”

	“Really?” The puma raises an eyebrow. “I think you left some of your taste on it, that’s the part I like.” He gives her a quick kiss, mutually sticky but pleasant enough given their afterglow.

	“Here David, take a look at this one.” Holly interrupts, holding up her camera’s display to show a lewd photo of them with Lily mid-orgasm. “It came out so nice! Jakey, we should put it on our Christmas card.”

	“Dear, you’re getting a bit too carried away.” The male leopard responds, paw on his wife’s shoulder.

	“Oh hush, we wouldn’t send it to anyone who wouldn’t want to see it.”

	Lily nuzzles into David’s chest. “Can I still show you the sideflip after dinner?”

	The puma considers spilled milk, partly soaked up by a towel, next to the newly-stained couch. “I think the living room might be toast for a bit, kiddo. How about we play video games with Chris instead?”

	The younger boy, across the table, looks at his sister with his best pleading kitten eyes.

	“Fiiine.” She says, eating another spoonful. “Do you think you could spend the night, Davey?”

	David looks at Jake and Holly, both of whom give him a wink. He plants a kiss on his partner’s forehead. “You know what? Sure.”