Chapter 14 – Unplanned direction
“Isn’t this great? We already found the solution for Laila’s wish to get a baby. I directly thought about it when I heard that Mig is a mouse. He is one year older than my sister and Laila and…” she saw the face of Arthom and stopped. She saw that the scene was not something that Arthom was happy about and she moved a few steps into the room to shy away from his scary grimace.

Arthom did not say anything, but just reached out to the door and closed it between them. Even though he could still hear the squeaks of his girlfriend and the grunts of the boy, he at least could not see them this way. It was too much to take in by surprise for him.

He could not believe that Chaya had setup this setting and thought he would be happy. He had been very clear about the fact, that he thought it would be best if they waited until Laila was older.
Sure, the thought of someone else having sex with her also rubbed him on wrong places, but deep inside he knew that they would have had to resolve around this solution if she was to get a baby.

What hurt him the most was, that Laila did not contact him first, or Chaya.
Sure, he had sex with Chaya as well, but he at least asked before and got the consent of Laila.

Chaya did not come out again. She seemed to have noticed that he was shocked and needed time for himself.
Arthom went downstairs and after some search he found the big kitchen. He got himself some water. He had been tempted by the bottle of Wisky. He had not drunk alcohol yet, but some of his friends at school told him that they got wasted when they were upset and that this helped.

But in the end, no matter how mad he was about this development, he still did not go the way to drink alcohol. He was not sure what he would do if he were drunk and now that he was here, and the oldest of them, he still felt responsible for making sure that no harm befell them.

Arthom sat there in the kitchen, the faint traces of the heat scent still noticeable in the air and pondered for over an hour. Chaya left him the time he needed to digest the surprise they got for him.
Arthom wondered if Chaya had explained her plan to Laila at all or if she had made the girl aroused and then invited the boy before Laila could notice. He would have a long talk with Laila and Chaya later. For now, he just did not want to go upstairs and watch the act between the stranger boy and Laila. He knew that he would not be able to control his emotions and maybe smack the boy around for doing what he did with his girlfriend.

The panther boy knew that the boy was most likely the least responsible for what happened. He was not even sure if they told him what risks, or results, their action would have when he mated and came inside the mouse in heat.
Still, Arthom did not like it and was angry at the boy as well.

Arthom did not know how much time passed, but after multiple glasses of water and a bowl of cereals, he finally got up. He still did not agree with the actions of the girls, but his first anger and shock had faded, and he thought that he might be able to approach them now.

He washed up the cutlery and dishes he used and turned off the light in the kitchen. The house was silent, when he walked through the big entrance hall to get to the stairs. The heat scent still lingered in the air and had Arthom semi-erect, but everything else seemed much calmer than before.

The panther boy sneaked upstairs and turned off the light in the hall before he advanced to the room of Chaya. There was no noise coming from inside and he softly opened the door.

On the bed he saw Mig laying next to Laila with his arms around the mouse and behind him Chaya, who had her arm around bot of them and snuggled up with the mouse. The cover was put over all three of them, so that Arthom did not see their bodies, but he was sure that they were still naked.

He must have been in the kitchen for hours, or the climax of the kids turned very fast. He could not tell. The window was only a dark frame around the black night outside.
The heavy scent in the room made his pants feel tight.

His anger was gone and therefore he did not wake them up or make a scene in the middle of the night. This had time until the next morning. He remembered that Chaya had said something about the guestroom being the first room before Chaya’s room and he silently closed the door of Chaya’s bed room again and sighed by the lighter smell outside.

He was about to turn towards the stairs again when his ears perked up and he stopped in his tracks. He heard a low groan or mewl that sounded very uncomfortable and after listening into the silence for a few seconds, he heard it again.

The sound came from the door on the opposite side of the corridor, and he went the step over to the other side and listened. It sounded like a cat in distress, and it even sounded a bit like if a little cat was crying.
Arthom just remembered, that Chaya mentioned her little sister Miya. This had to be her bedroom, and something seemed to not be right with the girl.

After a few seconds pondering, he opened the door silently to at least check on the younger girl before going to bed. Her sister seemed to not care about her, so it was up to him to make sure she was alright.

A wave of a heavy scent hit him the moment he slipped into the room and closed the door behind him. His pants got very tight instantly again and his brain slowly realized that the young cat had to be in heat as well, just like Laila.

It took some time for him to get used to the very dim light in the room. The only source of light was a night light next to the door, right under the light switch.
When his eyes got used to the light, he saw the young cat, he guessed her around 8, laying on the bed, mewling softly in frustration and with her paw around her nether, seemingly trying to do something to get rid of the feeling that dwelled inside her.

Arthom stood there for a few seconds, just staring at the behavior of the young cat until his eyes fully adapted to the darkness of the room.
The young cat was clearly strong in need and from the looks of it, she had tried a lot to relieve herself, but seemed to not have managed it.

The panther boy realized that the girl must have had additional frustration from hearing the couple next door before and most likely had been sent away by her sister or not being bold enough to ask to join.
Instead she tried to figure out, how she could relieve herself but, in her inexperience, only made her agony harder by increasing the itch she felt.

The boy slowly approached the bed. He felt bad for the girl and wanted to help her. He knew that the girl was most likely so much in need that it hurts. He had talked with Laila about her heat and got a few ideas on how hard it was, especially at the first heat.
The way the girl acted made it clear to him, that this was her first heat.

“Schhhhhh…” he hushed whispering to the girl, when he was next to her, and softly began to caress his paw over her belly and touch the erect nipples of the smaller cat.
Arthom was not sure, if it was the confused state the girl was in, or if she mistook him for her sister, but the whimpering got a bit lower and the hand of the girl stopped pushing onto her pussy. A soft moan escaped with a sigh from her muzzle and she relaxed and snuggled her body against his hand, where ever he touched her.

The boy had some practice with Laila and Chaya and knew where the right buttons for the girl were. He massaged each teat softly while he took his other hand and move the moist hand of the girl to the side. Then he softly caressed the tights and the side of the girls ass with his other hand.

The girl started to purr and her distressed groans and mewls turned into soft and relaxed moans.
The panther continued to caress her with his left hand and his right moved closer to her snatch, until it finally touched the quivering lips and glided along the edges towards the clit. He played a minute with the big erect clit, twisting it between his now wet fingers and rubbing it carefully, earning more and more moans from the girl.

Arthom licked his paw clean and savored the light but spicy taste of the little girl. It tasted very similar to Laila’s first heat, just a bit more… feline.
Instead of returning his hand to her clit, he descended his head towards her lower part and started to lick her clit and snatch, while his left hand continued to caress the dugs.

The girl let out a few more mewls, but this time they did not sound distressed but lustful and aroused. Arthom also felt aroused from the taste and smell around him. He moved on the bed and used his right hand to carefully spread the legs of the girl apart to have better access to her snatch.

He ran his tongue slowly over the folds, then he used the tip of his tongue to part the lips and ran his tongue through the full inside, up to her hymen, making the girl emit a long and lustful mewl.
The taste became stronger, and he felt her twitch under him already. He knew the signs and was sure that it would not take long for the girl to come.

His licks became more eager, and he even flipped the girl around and put her into a crouched position, because this way, it was easier for him to slurp her spicy honey and caress both lines of teats with his both hands. The girl seemed to not mind and only pushed her hind against him, with her tail high into the air.

The moment, the girl erupted, Arthom held his muzzle open to catch all her juices and gulp them down. His mind was nearly as consumed as the girl’s now and even though she mewled and twitched under him, he continued to lick her for a few more seconds, until the twitches and contractions became a bit softer and the girl relaxed.

Her tail was still held high, showing the boy the openly quivering and slick opening and waving her scent all around him.
Arthom did not even remember when he pulled off his short and his pants, but only realized that he was naked, when he already was mounted on top of the girl, bit her into the neck which took care of her weak attempt to struggle, and pushed into the quivering folds, earning a first groan in a while from the girl, that was muffled by the cushion he pushed her in with his bite.

His actions were not controlled but his hips moved by itself with his mind totally blank and not really grasping the situation. It seemed it was the same for the girl, because after a first few groans from her defloration and his barbs, the girl began to mewl and moan again and even push against his thrusts.

Arthom had been a bit beside himself before, when his mind had went off in the kitchen, but now his mind totally shut down. He did not think about who it was under him, he did not think about any consequences, not about the age difference and that he practically forced himself on her, even though she seemed to not fight it either anymore.

The boy was only filled with the long-suppressed arousal, need and lust of the whole evening, the scent and taste of heat and the wonderful stimulation of the tight grip around his dick, that massaged every nuke and cranny of his long rod with each of his long thrusts.

He did not go fast or hammered strongly, but rather took long and powerful, but not overpowering, strokes at the formerly untested pussy that now did it best to stretch around his big rod and already convulsed in another climax of the little girl, while his tip poked at her cervix and advanced millimeters further with each push.

The two bodies moved in unison through the darkness and silence of the room. The only sounds audible was the very faint creaking of the bed, the wet slurps of Miya’s drenched pussy when he pulled or pushed in, the heavy breath of both felines, and the mewls and moans with the constant purr of two cats in a rut.

Arthom felt himself reaching his climax and spurting heavy loads into the girl’s womb, that he breached just seconds before, but his body did not stop. While still spurting, he made smaller and faster pushes into the mewling girl, which turned into long strides again after his spurts subsided.

Miya’s orgasm climbed from one to another, slowing down for half a middle, then peeking again in a never-ending circle.
Arthom also came multiple times, before he finally stopped, exhausted and panting, with the kitten under him also pumping air into her lungs heavily and shivering from exhaustion and her latest climax, that had been triggered by his big rod being pushed to the end of her womb sealing her womb and her pussy alike, and spurting his last load of sticky slime into her inner cavern.

His hands slowly roamed over her slightly bulged belly, while he let himself fall to the side, on the bed, taking the little girl with him and holding her tight in his embrace.
Before closing his eyes, the last thing he did was pulling the cover, that was a bit wet and slimy from their action, over their bodies and then pulling the girl against his body, feeling his base push against her soft twitching lips, and licking over her cheeks.

Both felines fell asleep from their combined purr.
Arthom and Miya were already asleep, when his member slipped out of her tight snatch with a faint slurping sound and the combined juices leaked out of the girl and wet their fur and the sheets beneath them. 

The sun already shone bright through the window, when Arthom woke up from a movement of the kitten in his arms. It took a while, also because his mind went foggy from the heat scent around him, for him to understand the situation.

He has had sex with the sister of Chaya, robbing the girl off her virginity and pushing his seed into her while she was in heat. At first, he panicked but his heart slowly calmed down afterwards. He knew that he could not turn back the time and make the things unhappened.

His mind, also urged on by the scent and the feeling of the wet folds tickling the tip of his already erect member, decided to not care about the consequences and if it was done already, more would not hurt any more.

His hip grinded forward, making the girl moan strongly and open her eyes in a shock. Arthom saw them from the corner of his eyes and there was surprise but also a bit of a daze in the eyes. The girl seemed to be hard in need, judging by the twitching around his member and how her body, even though she seemed surprised and shocked by the advance, pushed against him, and helped him to advance all the way into her womb.

The connection between them was sticky from the half-dried fluids of the previous day, but Arthom did not care. He increased his pace and hammered the girl laying in front of him hard from behind, while his hand moved over her muzzle to muffle her moans a bit.
His hand was covered in their combined juices, because he had it at her belly during the night.

He let out a long moan, when he did the last push and came buckets into the womb, making her belly bulge slightly again. His hand relieved the muzzle of the girl, that took long and deep breaths and moaned from her own climax that was triggered shortly before his climax. The girl was very sensitive.

Arthom’s mind slowly got back from the fogged state, and he remembered where he was. He was in the house of Chaya, who had to watch over Laila, a mouse named Mig and her sister Miya, who was now climaxing around his rod in front of him.
He felt a bit guilty to have taken the little kitten on a ride, but the good feeling inside him pushed away the guilt and regret and only basked in the wonderful feeling.

“Are you okay?” he whispered softly, after both caught their breath and only basked in the afterglow, still connected.
The girl did not answer but just mewled and nodded, seemingly still not completely understanding what happened and what these feelings inside her were.

“We should probably take a shower.” Arthom remarked, when his look feel upon a clock that showed 9 in the morning already.
The girl did not complain. He pulled out and got up, before he picked up the girl and placed a long kiss on her muzzle. Her eyes still showed signs of her love daze and she seemed so in her own arousal and the new feelings, that she did not even wonder who the strange panther was that looked at her.

Without even asking, Arthom pulled her into an embrace and guided her over his still erect member, pushing inside to the base and making the girl moan, before he went to the door and opened it. The corridor was silent, but Arthom’s ears picked up some noises coming from downstairs.

He remembered that the bathroom was the door to the left and opened it.
The shower, that he took with the girl impaled on his dick and pushing into her a few times until he came again, took a bit longer than normal.

The girl was like a twitching puppet in his hands and did not do much herself. She let him lather her up in soap and wash her fur, while he distracted her with another climax and a few deep kisses.
He only pulled out of her, when he washed up the soap and made sure to let her empty out until she did not leak anymore, before he helped her to dry off before drying off himself.

Arthom took the girl on his arm again. Even though the girl woke up a bit more during the shower and threw a few wondering gazes to him, most likely realizing that she was with someone she never had seen before, she did not fight his embrace or that he carried her in his arms. His half erect member swayed below her back and she looked at him the whole time, not speaking or fighting his actions with bringing her downstairs, as naked as they both were.