Swimsuit Voyeurism; The Awakening Tiny paw steps pattered slowly against hardwood floor, claws clacking ever so gently. Bailey, a sleepy bundle of lynx, dressed only in a long shirt, trudged grumpily into her lively kitchen. The smell of sizzling eggs and frying potatoes wafted throughout the room. It roused the half-asleep cub, her hunger pulling her from her room almost naked. Her long shirt concealed just enough of her bare crotch, but wouldn’t hide much to anyone that wanted to look. Tom, oblivious to his daughter’s near nudity, hurried about from pan to pan. His ears twitched to the sound of a sliding chair. He smiled, turning to greet his precious, little daughter. ‘Good morning, sweetheart!’ ‘Mrrf...’ The little lynx cub flopped her head onto the table, her long hair hiding herself away from the accursed light. Tom couldn’t help but chuckle as he filled a plate for her. ‘I know, I know. It was your mother’s idea to pick you up so early.’ ‘Mrr...’ The delicious scent of breakfast flowed past her nose, bringing the young cub back to life. She ate rather lazily, her eyes betraying her early morning cat-like exhaustion. Tom shook his head, gathering a plate of his own to eat next to his little girl. ‘Very important meal, breakfast.’ He would say between mouthfuls. ‘Crucial for a growing girl.’ Bailey rolled her eyes. She heard it every morning. Her dad being a dad, a good one. Though, he was right more than she knew. Despite being only eight, she had experienced her first heat the night before; the sign of a maturing, young girl. Tom, having finished his plate much sooner, rose to clean up. Bailey munched away, clearing off her plate just in time for Tom to snatch it away. She flopped back down against the table as soon as it was cleared, going back to her cat nap. ‘Are you feeling alright, sweetie?’ The clacking of dishes masked her reply. ‘You seem a little hot.’ He dried his paws with his dish towel, tossing it to the side as he pressed a paw against her head. ‘Hot to the touch...’ Then, it hit him. A familiar smell, a harsh, yet delicate scent, rose from his daughter. Heat. He gulped nervously, taking in more of the smell than what would have been socially acceptable. He shivered, eyes nearly rolling back into his head. It was divine, pure, without the lingering scent of dog. She must not be wearing panties... The thought excited him. His little cub, half naked right beside him. So vulnerable to a quick, little peek. No one would ever know... He lingered longer than he should have, his mind taken over by his growing lust. Bailey hadn’t noticed, she breathed gently against the table, almost like she was a sleep. It would be so easy... He stroked his paw over her soft hair, combing through the long strands with his claws. So many naughty thoughts still clouded his mind, made worse by the throbbing erection tenting his shorts. He sniffed the air again, exhaling with a shiver. She smelled incredible. His own little daughter. He wanted her bad, to fuck that tight, under-developed pussy... Bailey shifted, stretching out with a groaning mew. ‘Daddy?’ He jolted back to reality, quickly turning himself around to hide his raging erection. ‘S-sweetheart! Y-your mother will be here soon. Best you get ready.’ ‘Okay, daddy.’ Tom swiftly shoved his cock up into his waistband before turning back around to help Bailey out of her seat. ‘Get something fresh on. I’ll be in the shower if you need anything.’ She nodded, walking back towards her room with her paw raised to rub the sleep from her eyes. Tom’s breath caught in that moment, her shirt pulled high enough to show of that taut, little butt. Bare, with just the right amount of little girl chub. Looked smooth to the touch, easily squeezed and spread... Bailey disappeared into her room, the little show ending far sooner than he wished. His heart raced, his cock leaking an extraordinary amount of pre-cum. Had he been able to touch himself in that moment, he would have emptied at the sight of that perfect ass. Without missing a beat, he hurried to the bathroom. He locked the door behind him, panting hotly as he kicked his shorts away, his cock throbbing, begging for release. He leaned against the door, his paw stroking furiously across his shaft; free paw tugging and squeezing on his pent up balls. A scent tickled his nose, the smell of sex and heat. He paused for a moment, following the trail down to the laundry pile next to the door. Bailey’s panties, pink and lacy, lay atop the pile. She hadn’t even tried to hide them, still a cub in so many ways. They were wet to the touch, sticky and messy. Fluid bridged his fingers and the fabric, showing off her intense sexual frustration; with a pleasant lack of invasive dog. Must be from this morning, poor girl... He pressed the wet panties against his nose, huffing in the scent of pure cub. It sent a shiver down his spine. The smell of a little cub, so fresh. It made him tremble, hardly able to keep his paw steady as he took a gentle lick. The sweet cub nectar tickled his tongue, as if it were ambrosia itself. The taste, angelic as it was, made his cock throb and twitch. He was the most aroused he had ever been, brought on by a cub’s dirty underwear. He sighed, huffing the panties again as his paw worked his length; delicately moving up and down, teasing his tip with each pass. The room quickly grew hot, his throat alive with growls and pants. He lay against the door, taking one last glorious sniff of the wet panties before pressing it against his cock. Pleasure rocked him, legs nearly buckling when the wet fabric touched his cock. The panties glided effortlessly along his length, soaking it in the sexual fluids of a cub in heat. The fabric, although wet, was still rough against his cock, but enjoyed it, despite. A pair of little girl panties against his cock, the sexual fluids of fresh cub pussy all over it. It shook him to the core, growing an orgasm like none other. Till, finally, he felt the sweet release. The first shot landed on the bathroom floor, his body trembling in orgasmic bliss. He moved the panties in front of his cock, catching the next few splatters of cum right where Bailey’s little pussy would have been. Oooh, fuck yes! Take it, you little slut... ‘Tom!’ Tom snapped back to reality, tossing the panties to the side as if they were red hot. ‘I’m in the bathroom!’ His voice, shaky and pleasured, rang out with difficulty through the door. ‘I-I’m just taking a shower!’ ‘You could have at least done all that before I got here. Is Bailey ready? I hope she ate breakfast.’ It was Tom’s ex-wife. Naggy as usual. Though, she was considerably tame this morning. ‘Yes, hun. She’s all fed and should be dressed in her room.’ Little paw steps could be heard through the door, running by with the shuffle of a school bag. ‘Bye, daddy!’ ‘See you soon, princess!’ He could hear his ex-wife snort at his comment, perhaps jealous that he hadn’t said that to her. ‘Don’t forget,’ She began. ‘You have to pick her up Monday after school. I have that meeting to be at. I can’t miss it! Don’t be late again.’ He sighed, letting go of his soft, cum covered cock. ‘Of course, hun. I won’t forget.’ He waited for the front door to shut, sighing in relief. His post-orgasm clarity made him feel guilty for what he did, made worse by being almost caught. He looked down, seeing his daughter’s panties covered in the cum that brought her into the world. He felt disgusting, dirty. A pit of worry welled into his stomach, a feeling he hoped would pass with a hot shower. With his shower done, and the shameful, cum soaked panties hidden away; that previous pit of guilt melted into memory. One he was all too willing to try and forget. The cloudless, mid-spring sky promised a wonderful day, although a bit chilly. Tom dressed for it, but quickly ditched his heavier jacket once his car warmed up. The radio had been kept silent, his eyes near unblinking as increasingly naughty thoughts invaded his mind once more. Of course, he expected to be horny again, it was male nature. But, so soon after feeling so terrible? It baffled him, but he wouldn’t dwell on it for long, his cock quickly growing stiff once more. ‘Fucking hell, go down...’ Tom worked at the local community centre. A public hub with various in-door activities. It wasn’t much, but it was steady income. He, being a once upon a time big shot swimmer, had been given a supervisor job. Despite being a feline, he was quite adept in the water. A lynx, as it were. Though, it wasn’t very glamorous. The upside being he was in charge of the swimming pools. Class schedules, closing, opening. The big boss, with an equally big bulge showing in his pants. Nervousness swelled again. He had to teach cubs. Touch them. Play with them. See their exposed and compromised bodies. The more he thought of it, the harder he got. He couldn’t swim with an erection, especially not with one as obvious as his would be. People would surely notice the hard on he would be packing. They would think he was a cub lover, he would lose his job. Not illegal to love cubs, but he couldn’t exactly do what he did when everyone else knew his dirty, little secret. By the time he finished with his negative thoughts, he found himself in the parking lot. It was already packed, Fridays always were. People playing tennis, working out, enjoying the adjacent park. The swimmers would be lining up for the public swim, waiting for him to open the doors. Five minutes till then, his cock still hard. A problem, to say the least. Turned on so much by little cubs. He felt sick to his stomach again, his erection finally calling it quits. He breathed a sigh of relief, his paws fumbling with his keys. He slung his bag over his shoulder, locking his door behind him. The lineup of folks, just as he thought there would be, were easily navigated to get to the double glass doors. Inside reeked of wet chlorine. It clung to everything, an insistent stink that always followed him home. He hated it, but forgot about it quickly as he directed the early morning crowd. With his morning duties done, he left the rest to the life guards and the many teenage community workers. He retired to the interior pool, where he gave swimming lessons multiple times a day. Cushy, but relentless and tiring. The kids themselves were a handful, and were never eager to follow instruction. Especially a little otter girl, a regular, only six years old. She was, of course, a rising star, a prodigy. She would be there for the last lesson of the day, along with a dozen other cubs of varying species. The day started simple enough, the classes coming and going without issue. He even forgot about his arousal, his cock staying soft and well hidden. That was until Lily, the otter girl, showed up. The day had gone by so quick and seamlessly, the illusion shattering as soon as that little cub made herself know. She was his favourite, despite her rebellious nature. Young and peppy, with a seemingly endless supply of energy. ‘Hello, Mr. Tom!’ Her voice, soft and sweet, fluttered his heart. He turned to meet her with a smile, his eyes roaming where they shouldn’t. Brown fur covered most her body, her belly and down to her thighs slightly lighter than rest. If that lighter brown covered more of her, he didn’t know, for it disappeared past her surprisingly loose one piece swimsuit. The usual one piece she wore, the one that rode up her tight, little bum, was no where to be seen. ‘Good evening, Lily. How are you?’ ‘I’m okay, Mr. Tom! Are we going to swim lots today?’ Tom chuckled, his heart warmed by her sweet innocence. ‘Of course we are, sweetheart! I have a full lesson planned. Might even have some free swim time after.’ She beamed, her rudder-like tail slapping against the wet tile. ‘Thank you, Mr. Tom!’ She barked happily, jumping right into the pool. What a rascal... He watched her glide through the water, resurfacing moments later to take a breath. She had to tread water to keep her head above the surface, being as small as she was. ‘What a wonderful dive, Lily!’ ‘Thank you, Mr. Tom!’ Tom jumped in after her, swimming up towards the shallow end of the pool. Lily followed close behind, her rudder-like tail and webbed paws giving her a speedy edge. The rest of the class splashed and played in the shallows, waiting for Tom to take over. They were a healthy assortment of cubs, all varying in age and species, but none over the age of 12. A mix of boys and girls, but mostly girls. All of which were dressed in tight bathing suits. As revealing as they were, they were readily acceptable and encouraged. Much to Tom’s delight. It took some time, but he finally got the cubs into swimming order. Each individual had strengths and weaknesses, most having never swam before. They required special attention, and were assisted first, while the rest of the developed swimmers did drills. The class had been going smooth, that was until he started watching the girls a little closer. His mind wandered. Those wet, little bodies, half naked and exposed. He took extra glances, longer looks each time; trailing his gaze over their tight swimsuits. They rode up each girl, showing off their bums to anyone willing to look. Tom was willing to look, emboldened by the days worth of constant arousal. The interior pool had been deserted by then, he being the sole worker into the evening. Though, he still looked over his shoulder each time he wanted to take a look at one of the cubs. A risk, but one he was confident enough to take. He spied on a young lioness wanting to excel in all things swimming. A good girl. More than that, as he looked her over. A sexy, young thing. Curved and athletic, with a sleek figure. Her breasts were just barely defined past her suit. The outlines of her nipples could clearly be seen, making Tom shiver in sexual delight. Such a cutie, growing up so fast. Valkyrie, a 9 year old raptor girl, swam expertly by his erected cock. The little thing had to wear water shoes. Her deadly foot claws would poke holes in the liner, among other things. It was a small price to pay for safety. The little cub didn’t mind. She swam with nearly unequalled grace, her scalie body shimmering beautifully in the clear water. She wore a very tight one piece, black, with a jolly roger detailed on the front of it. The suit showed off all her sexy curves. That strong, slender tail, and those thick thighs. Tom’s attention was quickly stolen again by the sweet otter girl, Lily. She zoomed by, accidentally rubbing up against his erect cock. He gasped, stifling a moan. He was far too aroused for a such thing to happen. ‘Mr. Tom!’ Lily yelled out. ‘Watch me do a handstand! I’ve been practising!’ Before he could reply, she dove underwater, pushing her bottom half up through the surface. Tom’s breath caught as her legs spread wide apart. Her loose swimsuit fell to the side, revealing her under-developed, little cub pussy. It was only for a brief moment, but he saw everything. Those delicate lips, with just the right amount of visible pink. Puffy, with a watery sheen. Lily fell back into the water, her pussy disappearing from view. Tom shivered and shook, his cock throbbing, barely hidden under the surface. Lily zoomed around him under the water, had her eyes been open, she would have seen Tom’s bulge. He breathed a sigh of relief when she surfaced again next to him. ‘Throw me, Mr. Tom! I want to go high this time!’ ‘A-alright, sweetheart. Make sure to tuck in! Don’t want to flop on your belly again.’ Tom took a look around. The rest of the cubs were busy splashing about in the pool, and the deck was void of anyone else. Just him. He gulped, but fought back any negative thoughts as he grabbed hold of Lily. His paw wrapped around her delicate thigh, the other laying across her back. With a single swift motion, she was thrown into the air, her squealing giggles echoing throughout the pool. ‘Again, again!’ How could he resist? That tender smile, those beautiful eyes. She was a bundle of joy and happiness. He grabbed her again, this time higher, along the bottom of her curvy butt. She didn’t complain, didn’t even notice how close his paw was to her rump. He tossed her again, only for her to return for another. Emboldened, he grabbed her right on her taut, little bum. The swimsuit had totally rode up between her butt cheeks, giving his palm an unobstructed feel. ‘Weee!’ She splashed down again, leaving Tom to practically shake with approaching orgasm. She was so smooth and soft, tight, yet malleable against his paw. A perfect cub. ‘You were fantastic, sweetheart!’ ‘Thank you, Mr. Tom!’ She swam after a couple of her friends, having lost interest in being tossed. Tom sighed, he wanted another feel of that soft ass. The rest of the lesson went by in a daze for Tom. His cock, twitching and needy, had been pushed up into his waistband. Finally, to his relief, his cock softened by the end of class. A small miracle, gladly accepted by Tom. Parents had been showing up, to watch and wait. He felt nervous for the first time while doing his job, and was more than thankful to finally see the cubs off. Save for one. In the staff locker room, Tom thumbed casually at his cell phone. He had just walked in when a message vibrated his phone. It was Lily’s mother. She was going to be late, by a full hour. Tom sighed, his heart still racing. He sat against the lockers, alone, his cock twitching back to life. It begged for release, and he desperately wanted to give it, but he had to babysit. At least it would be with a sexy girl. Tom left the locker room, walking down the now deserted pool decks and hallways. The female public change room, where lily would be, was a short walk away. He waited patiently outside, his thoughts swirling, resisting the urge to peek in on her. She would be naked right now... Bent over... Unknowingly showing off her little bits... He shook his head, trying his best to calm himself down. It felt dirty to lust over a little girl, but it felt sooo right. His swim trunks felt tight again, and he silently cursed himself for not changing into something inconspicuous. Not that it mattered when there was no one around this late into the evening. A tug on his shorts snapped him back into reality. It was lily. His cheeks flared red hot, his paws hastily hiding his erection. ‘L-Lily! You startled me, sweetheart! You little rogue.’ The otter girl giggled, smiling ever so sweetly up to him. ‘Where’s my mommy?’ ‘She’s running late, sweetie. I’m going to watch you till she gets here. Is that okay?’ Her powerful tail smacked against the tiled floor. ‘Yes, Mr. Tom! I love being here with you.’ She grabbed hold of Tom’s paw, entwining their fingers together. ‘Will we get to swim some more? I just changed, but I don’t mind putting my suit back on!’ Such an angel! Tom’s heart melted. She reminded him so much of Bailey at her age. Both so cute and sexy. ‘Of course we can, sweetie.’ ‘Yay!’ To his surprise, Lily tugged him into the girl’s locker room. His heart skipped a beat, worry swelling within, but his growing lust calmed him down. No cameras... No one around... They rounded a bend, concealing themselves from the entrance way. The cute mite lead him to the back of the room, next to the door to the co-ed hot tub. ‘This is my favourite place to change,’ Lily began, pulling Tom into the corner of the room with her. ‘I’m very shy, Mr. Tom, but I’ll feel better if you’re here with me.’ He was far too aroused to refuse. He nodded dumbly, his cock obviously erect and leaking. She gave him an innocent smile, her tiny paws tugging him down to sit on a bench. ‘You’re on look out, Mr. Tom!’ He had assumed only sexual reasons for why she dragged him into the locker room. His stiff cock flooding his sensibilities. His guilt quickly returned as his cheeks flushed red hot. Thoroughly embarrassed, he shimmied himself closer to the entrance, to act as a watch out, just as Lily had asked. ‘No peeking, Mr. Tom!’ ‘I promise, sweetie!’ It pained him to say it. He was so close to a changing, little cub. He needed to see it, needed to peek! His cock agreed with him, his paw slowly sliding down past his waist band, to grab and knead his throbbing shaft. His ears twitched to the sound of a zipper, and then the telltale sound of denim pants flopping against the floor. Fuck it... He chanced a quick look, knowing she would at least be looking the other way to sort through her bag. He was right, his heart hammering against his chest as he got his first clear view of the little cub. She was bent over, panties sliding down her legs. He eyed up her rump and those delicate petals showing just slightly between her thighs. He turned away just as she kicked her panties to the side. Holy fuck! He fapped furiously, his paw slapping against the interior fabric. The view of her little folds had been seared in the back of his mind. ‘What are you doing, Mr. Tom?’ He had been caught off guard for the second time, his lust having gotten the better of him. ‘O-oh, Lilly! I’m just scratching an itch.’ He fumbled his excuse, guilt and paranoia catching back up with him. ‘My daddy gets those same itches.’ She said, rather casually and bland. ‘He has me scratch them for him. Says he can’t do it by himself.’ She moved closer to Tom, her paw extending towards his cock. ‘Want me to help you, Mr. Tom?’ Tom’s breath caught in that instant, his mind racing with lust filled fantasies and the risks associated. His sensibilities won out in the end. ‘N-no. That’s okay, sweetie. I got it.’ ‘Oh! Okay, Mr. Tom.’ She gave him that innocent smile, her paw wrapping around his digits once more. Then, it hit him. Her father did things with her. Obviously sexual in nature. A daddy and his daughter. It made him yearn for Bailey, the smell of her heat, and that beautiful butt of hers. ‘W-what else does your daddy make you do?’ It slipped so easily from his maw. The question to end his internal struggle. Lust had finally won over his body. ‘Daddy makes me do all sorts of things with him! They’re a lot of fun. They make me feel good.’ He gulped, pushing the conversation further. ‘L-like what, cutie?’ ‘Oh! He makes me sit on him while we’re in the hot tub. Says it’s because I’m too young to sit alone. It’s fine. He loves it when I do. Makes my kitty feel good, too.’ If he could have gotten a stereotypical anime nose bleed, he would have. She called her vagina a kitty, just like his precious Bailey did. ‘Did he tell you not to tell other people about these things?’ ‘Yeah, but he said it was fine if I wanted to do it with someone else I loved. Just like daddy. I think it’s okay to tell you, Mr. Tom! I love you just like my daddy.’ Tom’s heart fluttered. ‘Do you promise not to tell anyone about how much you love me, Lily?’ He couldn’t believe what he just said. His lust had full control, and it felt good. ‘I promise, Mr. Tom!’ He eyes shifted from the smiling bundle of joy next to him and the door to the hot tub. A plan forming in his mind. ‘Hey, sweetheart. How about we sit in the hot tub till your mommy comes?’ She giggled! Giving him a vigorous nod. ‘That’s sounds like a lot of fun, Mr. Tom!’ ‘I’m glad you agree, cutie.’ She eagerly led him by his paw into the hot tub room. It was empty, besides for them. No cameras. Not a sign or sound of another person. He sighed, all his worries replaced by an intense feeling of lust and love. He was the first to step into the bubbling tub, the heat tugging all that built up stress out of his body. For a moment, he forgot why he was there at all. That was until Lily stripped out of her one piece. She let it fall to the ground, a bundle at her feet, easily kicked to the side. Tom grew wide eyed as she stood their, practically posing just for him. She shifted heel to toe, her paws behind her back as she let him look her over. ‘Daddy says I have to be naked inside the tub.’ She blushed and giggled as she watched his gaze roam her little body. ‘Daddy likes to look at me naked, too.’ He nodded in response, gulping heavily as he took in every inch of her tiny body. Her breasts were surprisingly defined for a six year old cub. Her nipples, red and small, lay flat against her mounds. Her creamier brown fur extended from her muzzle, down to her navel, and did, indeed, continue down to her pussy. Those puffy, little folds were barely spread apart, showing off her tiny clit. Lily cut the show short. She carefully stepped into the tub, sighing happily as the hot water caressed her naked body. As scandalous as the situation was, he couldn’t help but enjoy it. Everything was on the line for this one moment of lust. He promised himself right then, if he didn’t get caught, he would make love to Bailey. Lily, with her precious smile, shuffled next to him. She climbed up onto his lap, straddling him reverse cowgirl. ‘I have to sit in your lap, just like my daddy says.’ It was happening. A naked cub in his lap, little folds so close to his throbbing cock. She did, as she said. Her daddy proving to be much naughtier than he could have ever imagined. He’ll need to thank him one day, he thought. ‘W-what else does your daddy ask you do?’ She placed her paws on his shoulders, resting herself down on top of his cock. ‘Well, he likes it when I rub my kitty against his thing. I like it, too! It makes me feel real good. Want to try it with me, Mr. Tom?’ She was so innocent, yet playful. He almost didn’t feel guilty to take advantage of her daddy’s game. Almost. ‘I would love to, sweetie.’ He wiggled himself out of his trunks, his cock bobbing up against her little bum. She giggled, pulling herself up to push her pussy against his needy member. His breath caught, his body tensing as those little folds sat perfectly against his shaft. She shifted, rubbing her sex up and down his length. Electrifying pleasure assaulted his senses. He almost came, right then, but he held back, biting his lower lip. She made it incredibly hard for him to keep his composure. Every instinct in his body told him to mate this female, to breed her pussy. He fought those feelings, her innocent giggles and that angelic smile, anchoring his sensibilities. His orgasm was already building, frightfully fast, but eased quickly when the young otter suddenly stopped. ‘I feel real good, Mr. Tom! I think I’m ready to put your thingy inside now. The tub always makes knowing very tricky! But daddy says it helps my kitty relax for when he puts his thingy inside it.’ ‘How does he put it inside you, sweetheart?’ ‘Oh! He just has me sit on top of his thingy.’ She said, rather matter of fact. As if to prove her point, she grabbed hold of his cock, much to his surprise, and then lined his tip up against her under-developed pussy. It pushed in ever so slightly as she balanced on top of it, easily sliding past her swollen lips. ‘W-wow, sweetie. You’re so soft...’ He squirmed beneath her, barely holding back his threatening orgasm. He could tell immediately that the little girl had tons of practice taking cock. She didn’t even flinch when she began to slide down on him, his cock disappearing inch by inch inside her tight, forbidden depths. ‘Hehe, thank you, Mr. Tom. Daddy says I’m the softest little girl in the world.’ He was inclined to believe that, especially now that he felt those folds hug his cock. She was incredibly hot, wet, and unbelievably tight. Not surprising for a six year old, but what did surprise him was that he nearly hilted the young thing, bottomed out only an inch from his base. His deafening heartbeat masked his ragged breaths, his body almost numb with pleasure. He was close. Lily began to moan and wiggle, her tail churning the water behind her. ‘Y-you’re much bigger than daddy.’ That was the ego boost Tom needed to hold back on his orgasm, at least for a little while. His paws wrapped themselves around her tiny waist, giving her affectionate rubs and scratches. ‘Does it feel good, sweetheart?’ ‘Yeah...’ Her face, once far more composed than his, was now red and hot. She panted freely, gyrating her hips against his cock. Tom trailed his paw along her tummy, down to her spread pussy. He pressed a finger against her clit, rubbing it in tiny circles. ‘Oooh, Mr. Tom! That makes my kitty tingle.’ He smirked, continuing to work her clit as he began to buck. She took the hint, pulling herself up off his cock. Her walls clamped down, gliding along his length, stopping just shy of his tip. It was heaven, pure ecstasy. Shaking both of them to their cores. Then, she lowered herself, sinking all the way back down. Fuck, fuck, fuck... He jerked forward, burying as much of his cock inside her as a powerful orgasm tore through his body. He painted her walls with thick strands of hot cum, his cock throbbing and pumping inside tight flower. She barked and squeaked! Bouncing happily up and down on his sensitive cock as her own orgasm shook her small body. ‘L-lily! A-ah!’ Lily milked him for every thing he had. His cock, slick with a mixture of her fluids and his, glided effortlessly in and out of her spasming folds. She soon fell breathlessly against his chest, his cock still buried deep inside her cunt. ‘You made me feel so warm, Mr. Tom.’ She snuggled into his neck, biting and nuzzling at his fur. ‘I’m happy I could play your game, sweetie.’ Tom wrapped her into a big hug, squeezing her chest to his. They sat there together, enjoying the afterglow in the soothing, bubbling water. It didn’t take long for his cock to soften and slide out of her sex. The powerful jets carried away their shared mess, leaving them fresh. ‘I love you, Mr. Tom.’ She was too cute. His heart fluttered again, practically melting. ‘I love you too, sweetheart.’ She gave him one last smile before standing up, just enough to show off her gaping pussy. It leaked what was left of his cum, splashing down into the churning water. ‘Daddy makes me clean my kitty after he fills it up.’ The little otter carefully stepped over Tom to press her cunny up against a jet. She moaned loudly as the water removed all traces of his mess. The cries of pleasure snapped Tom out of his afterglow bliss, his feelings replaced by post-orgasm clarity. He just had sex with a six year old cub, albeit only a few thrusts, but it was enough for his paranoia and morals to crash down upon him. It was as if a mountain fell upon his shoulders. He pulled his trunks back on, his heart heavy, a pit of despair growing in his stomach. It was nauseating, but he stayed strong for Lily. She had snuggled up to him again, not a worry or a care in the world. ‘Are you tired, sweetie?’ ‘Yes, Mr. Tom.’ She yawned, stretching her arms around him for another hug. ‘When’s my mommy coming?’ ‘Soon, sweetheart. You better get changed before she gets here.’ He did not want to be caught in the tub with one of his students, much less a naked cub. ‘Alright, Mr. Tom.’ She sleepily made her way out of the tub with Tom’s help. She picked up her swimsuit, carrying it with her into the change room. The room was empty, allowing Tom to freely lead Lily to her bag. She dressed herself, without even worrying about Tom peeking. He looked, of course, watching her tug those pink undies back up against her mound. Lily almost fell asleep by the time her mother arrived. They sat together near the entrance, their paws entwined. ‘Thank you so much for looking after her. Work got hectic, you see.’ ‘Not a problem. She is an absolute peach. Tuckered herself out real good today.’ Lily’s mom, a short stack of an otter, smiled just like her daughter. ‘Then you wouldn’t mind looking after her again sometime? You’re so good with all the cubs here. Lily thinks very highly of you, Tom.’ There it was. His chance to get close to Lily. His lust had already returned, his guilt and paranoia easily replaced by his sexual needs. His next words sealing the deal. ‘Of course! I would be delighted to. She could get to know my little daughter, Bailey. They’re around the same age.’ ‘That would be wonderful! I’ll be sure to keep you updated. Lily will be so happy when she wakes up.’ After a few more pleasantries and a sleepy goodbye, Tom was left alone. They were the last to leave the building, everything having been locked up and readied for the next day. He sighed, walking slowly to his car, his breath heavy in the air. He sat silently, looking up at the roof. He remembered the promise he made, and now, far bolder than before, he would keep that promise. Bailey’s heat would be hard to resist.