“Oops, sorry I’ll just…”
“Nah, that’s okay…” replied the young lioness, looking positively rabid before she spat out a mouthful of toothpaste and rinsed her mouth out.  “All done and ready for bed!” Naomi chirped, turning to face the woman standing in the doorway.
“Oh. Well you know it's Saturday tomorrow, so you can stay up a little longer if you want…”
“Cool. Thanks mom!” the lioness said, dashing out and surrendering the bathroom.
A simple ‘Thanks mom!’ wouldn’t have most women biting their lip as they fought the urge to squeal like the thirteen-year-old that just washed her teeth might have. But most women with a thirteen year old daughter would have had many years of being called ‘mom’ under their belt. Linda had less than a week, and every time her newly adopted daughter called her that it made her want to gush. She fought the urge to do it in front of Naomi because things were going so well so far and she wanted to give the young feline enough space, but the moment she stepped into the bedroom her husband read her grinning face like a book.
“Still not getting old?” Carl teased, setting his phone down and getting a good look at his wife.
“Look who’s talking. You square your shoulders just a little every time she calls you dad.” She said, leaning over and kissing the smug grin of her husband’s face.
“With a lioness for a daughter you’re lucky I’m not roaring…” Carl said, making Linda giggle into their next kiss. Her husband was as human as she was, after all.
“Is it weird that it’s going so well?” she asked, voicing her paranoid fear that things were going too smoothly.
“I think all three of us have been looking forward to having a family so much that this just feels right.” He said, and Linda knew he was right.
Right into their thirties they’d started trying for a baby, and when that didn’t work out they went to the specialists. Their doctor let them know that it wasn’t impossible, but that it would be very, very difficult, and that they would have to accept the possibility of some very serious and hard-hitting disappointments along the way. The news had stopped them trying because Linda wasn’t sure she was strong enough to cope with that and Carl didn’t want to push her.
They started looking into adoption and kept an open mind about adopting something other than a newborn or toddler. It seemed to make sense since they were both working and a kid who didn’t need round-the-clock care seemed like a good idea. Considering only human children wasn’t really a choice since this part of the country was mostly anthros. They hit it off with Naomi right away, and the polite attempts of the badger woman who ran the home to make them reconsider fell on deaf ears. She’d tried to suggest that felines are by nature precocious and that a lioness might be a bit of a handful. But when it became apparent that both Naomi and the two of them wanted this to happen, she didn’t stand in their way.
In the days that followed, Linda became convinced she knew what the old badger woman had meant. Naomi was very well behaved, seemed to fit in her new school right away, did her homework, kept her room tidy and offered to help whenever she could. But once her school uniform came off she dressed… casually. Usually wearing as little as possible, but then again she was covered in fur all the time, so maybe that was just normal for anthros? She was also physically affectionate, curious and seemed to speak her mind, but then again there wasn’t much of a generation gap between them. The badger might have been right, in a way. Linda knew that Naomi’s behavior in private would have shocked her own mother, who always seemed more concerned with propriety than bonding with her child.
“I know things are running smooth, but I still feel bad about bailing on the two of you tomorrow…” Carl admitted as Linda straddled him, her long blonde hair falling like curtains around his face as she leaned in for another kiss.
“It’s just work…” she husked.
“It’s a pain in the ass trip and a whole week away from home.”
“We’ll still be here when you get back…” Linda said, thankful her job didn’t require her to travel very often. And since Naomi came along she’d worked things out with her boss so that she was working from home most of the time. “Look at it this way – at least this time you’re not leaving me here all alone. Nor is Naomi proving to be too much of a handful…”
“Yeah. Aren’t teens supposed to be surly?” Carl said, laying his hands on the hips of the wife he wouldn’t see for the next seven days.
“Normally. But I don’t think orphanages really spoil kids…” Linda said, pulling off her nightie and savoring the sight on her husband’s face. She wasn’t really vain but she was very happy with the way she looked, especially when Carl looked at her. The two of them had a healthy sex-life and he was going to be gone for a whole week, so they were feeling very health-conscious…
“That’s going to be our job, I guess…”
“Yeah. But for now, come to mamma…”
*******
“We’re you two doing it last night?” asked Naomi, casually as she lifted a fork full of fluffy eggs to her toothy maw.
It still stunned Linda the way the lioness could shift gears. It was saturday and the two were having a very lazy and very casual breakfast, with Linda still in her robe and Naomi wearing one of her old t-shirts. It was one with a riot of graffiti and stylized flowers with an urban-hippie vibe that she loved back in college but hadn’t worn in ages, big enough to provide modesty to the little lioness, provided she kept her tail down. Linda hadn't checked, but she was willing to bet Naomi had ‘forgotten’ to put on her panties, and the nipples showing through the much-washed cotton made it clear that she didn’t think she needed a training bra around the house.
“I’m sorry… doing it?” the young woman asked, half-certain she’d misheard or misunderstood.
“You know…sex?” the lioness clarified, husking out the last word and acting like Linda was being inappropriate for making her be so direct while prying. Her tone made it clear she was expecting an answer. If curiosity really did kill the cat, Naomi should have been on the hit-list long ago.
“I…uhhhh, sorry if we kept you up…”
“Oh, you weren’t that loud, but y’know…” the lioness said, twirling her ears. “Crazy good hearing.”
“Yeah, we… we were…”
“Why are you so awkward about it? Your husband was leaving tomorrow morning for a whole week. What else were you gonna do?” Naomi said, and when she put it like that it seemed less of a big deal, but it was still weird to hear her new thirteen year old daughter talk about it so casually.
“Well, yeah I guess when you think about it…” Linda replied with a slightly awkward smile. It seemed like Naomi’s curiosity had been satisfied and she was focusing more on breakfast when she popped another question.
“Is he big?” the lioness asked, her voice sweet and innocent and her expression that of polite curiosity. 
“Wha… what do you mean?” Linda asked, hoping she’d misinterpreted.
“Y’know… down there.” The lioness said, flashing a bashful smile before adding. “You kinda sounded like he was big.” she finished with a giggle that was so sweet that Linda found herself joining it as she averted her eyes.
This daughter she wound up having was something else! Linda was no prude, and when she got together with her friends in a private setting all it would take would be a few drinks for their discussion to turn to the performance and endowments of lovers both current and past. She wasn’t sure it was really appropriate for her to be having this kind of conversation with Naomi, but the girl was opening up and sharing intimate details was how bonds were formed. She took a sip of her orange juice, trying to imagine it had enough vodka in it to loosen her tongue.
“Well… let’s say ‘big enough’...” she said and they shared another giggle, with Linda feeling as immature as the teen lioness laughing about how big a boy’s ‘thingy’ was.
“I’ve never had a big one. Back at the home it was just boys, and no lions or tigers…”
“Oh my! You… you mean you’ve had…”
“Well… yeah? A lot of the boys thought I was really pretty, even if I was taller than them…” Naomi said, confused and a little pouty. Linda realized that her shock had been interpreted as ‘You managed to get laid?’ instead of shock that she’d lost her virginity by the time she hit her teens.
“But you’re only thirteen…”
“Didn’t you get horny at thirteen?” Naomi asked, one ear folded to give her a quizzical look.
“Well… yeah.”
“So what did you do?” the lioness asked, and since it was just the two of them, Linda figured she might as well be honest.
“Uhhhh, fingers, hairbrush handle, stolen vegetables…” she counted off, sharing another giggle with her adopted daughter. 
“That was me at eleven. Maybe it happens earlier for anthros? Anyway, those things got boring, so at around twelve I moved on…”
“...to boys.” Linda finished.
“No, to girls.” Naomi corrected, shocking her adoptive mother. “I was noticing boys, and knew I’d want to try them, but you know how it is - my friends were mostly girls, and we trusted each other. Fingering each other was much better than just doing it ourselves, but tongues were even better.”
“Oh! S-so boys…” Linda said, flushing a little to learn that her new daughter who was so curious about adult things seemed to be bisexual.
“On my thirteenth birthday! A leopard boy named Desmond. Really cute and it felt great but he finished before I did. He finished me off with his fingers once he was done, since I was the birthday girl.” she said, her tail swishing behind her as she relieved what Linda suspected was a fond memory. In the short silence that followed, Naomi finished off the last of her breakfast.
“All done! You need help with the dishes?”
“No, I can manage.” Linda said, knowing that the distraction of a simple task would help her to process this.
“Can I go for a swim?”
“We just ate, so give me some time to finish here and get changed and come down in about half an hour?”
“Okay!” she said, turning nimbly on one digitigrade paw and dashing up the stairs with feline grace, her tail held just high enough to show a cinnamon-gold tush not obscured by any panties.
The dishes didn’t take long, and neither did slipping into a bikini, but Linda was still surprised to be the first one poolside and not to see an eager lioness bouncing on her feline feet and just itching to dive in. And even this early it was too hot to wait for Naomi, so she jumped in and just let the clear water cool her down a little before climbing out and settling into a nearby beach chair.
“Sorry, I got a little distracted…” called a voice from behind her, the screen door opening and closing as the young lioness padded over to join her.
“That’s okay, I…”
Linda had wanted to say that she hadn’t bothered waiting for Naomi but stopped when she turned to look at her adopted daughter. The lioness matched her look of shock with one of puzzlement, as if walking out into the back yard stark-naked was perfectly normal.
“What?”
“You… forgot your swimsuit…”
“Do I have to? I mean, it’s just us girls here and I’ve seen you by the pool naked…” the lioness said, and Linda blushed as she realized she might well have. 
They have tall fences and she took advantage of that to sunbathe in the nude and get a nice even tan. After all, until very recently the only person who could see her by accident was her husband, and such ‘accidents’ usually led to some fun marital activities. She’d forgotten that they had someone new under their roof and realized that she’d been shamelessly exposing herself to keen eyes and an impressionable young mind. Bluffing her way out of this seemed preferable than coming off as a scatterbrained ditz flashing her new daughter by accident.
“Yeah… since Carl’s away it’s fine.”
“Sweet!” the feline said, flashing an impressively toothy grin before turning around and dashing for the pool, demonstrating that not all cats have an aversion to water.
Linda had caught a glimpse of her golden-furred rump once again, and since Naomi’s legs were still on the gangly side her slender thighs didn’t obscure her young sex, or the fact that the fur around it was soaked well before she dove in. Well, that explains why she was late…  Linda mused with a wry grin before getting up and heading for the pool.
“Aren’t you going to take yours off? Asked the lioness, emerging from under the water with her normally shaggy mane slicked back. “You’ll just get tan-lines if you don’t…”
The lioness did have a point and normally Linda wouldn’t have hesitated. It wasn’t like her bikini was leaving much to the imagination, and when she first took Naomi clothes shopping they’d spent the day sharing a dressing room and seeing each other in their undies between different outfits. She peeled off the still-wet top of her bikini, and the attentive way the lioness looked at her might have been explained by breast envy from a girl whose chest was still almost completely flat. But as she shimmied out of her bottoms and exposed herself fully she couldn’t help but remember the revelations from less than an hour ago - that her new daughter was not only sexually active, but bisexual. It was the first time Linda was (knowingly) naked in front of a woman who might find her sexually attractive.
“Aren’t humans supposed to have fur down there?” the lioness asked, starting with some confusion between her adoptive mother’s legs. It was such a silly and innocent question that Linda couldn’t help but laugh.
“We do have some hair down there but I have it removed…”
“You shave? Like Dad does to his face?”
“I wax. They dab this kinda glue on, press strips into it and once it sets they grab an end and - yank!” she explained, smiling at the shocked wince on Noami’s face. She had little doubt that her tail was puffed up under the water. It was such a naturally candid moment that she was kinda caught off guard by Naomi’s next question.
“Does dad shave down there to?”
“He just trims a little…” she said before she could consider it. 
That was the second time in an hour Naomi had asked a question about Linda’s husbands and her new father’s privates. Could it really just be feline curiosity? Could she believe that after seeing the girl’s drenched slit just before she dove into the pool? Rather than pursue that line of thought, Linda dived in and let the water wash away her doubts and cool her blushing cheeks. It seemed to work and things got… fun. She and Naomi raced each other from one end of the pool to the other, splashed around a little and got a good bit of exercise before they decided to climb out.
Linda settled back into her pool chair and Naomi dragged one right next to her. As she did, Linda couldn’t help but study her figure, with the fur plastered to her skin making her look even more naked than she was before she jumped in. Her breasts were just firm bumps but were hinting at a beautiful bust to come in maybe a year or two. For now the real hint of a feminine chest were the two mocha-pink areola, puffy and stiff after just emerging from cool water. Her hips were still girlish but a slim feline waist gave her an hourglass figure that while not curvy wasn’t exactly androgynous.
They’d settled down to dry and since the sun was beating down Linda closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair to catch a few rays that felt nice after the cool water. She figured Naomi would follow her example, but realized that the lioness must have been staring at her when she asked her question.
“Can I touch your boobs?”
It was spoken so casually but Linda almost covered her bare breasts until she turned to face her daughter and found an innocent, curious feline looking back at her. Naked as they both were there didn’t seem anything sexual in Naomi’s demeanor. She’d never touched her own mother's boobs, of course, but her mother had been quite distant and she hoped for a more open and friendly relationship with her adoptive daughter. She didn’t want to throw up barriers unless she had to.
“Uuhhh, sure…” she said, the lioness smiling happily and twisting in her recliner as her tail lashed behind her. Her eyes went wide as she somewhat clumsily cupped a firm, full breast, and Linda felt silly for thinking this was sexual. Her breasts were her pride and joy, and it was awe and envy she saw in Naomi’s eyes as she cupped the left one.
“Wow… bare skin feels amazing. Does this feel… intense for you?” she asked, and Linda couldn't help a little giggle.
“Intense?” she asked. Naomi’s soft paw-pads felt nice, but having the girl just cup her tit was hardly a thrill.
“Yeah. Apart from my hands and feet the only parts of me that are bare skin are up here…” Naomi said, pointing to her own budding chest. “...and down there. So I figured if you had bare skin all over..”
“Ohhhh, that! No, that’s all a matter of nerve endings under the skin, not what’s on top. Special places are just as special for me as they are for you…” she explained.
“Huh. So this…” she mused, bouncing the hand-filling mound a few times, “...doesn’t feel the same as… this?” she asked, running a fat, silk-soft paw-pad and drawing a small but sharp gasp from the surprised Linda. The lioness grinned and her tail began to lash at the reaction she got, the keen feline eyes catching the way the pink nipple stiffened at the teasing touch. “Wow… you have like… the best boobs!”
Before Linda could politely thank her daughter and maybe pry her head off a lanky leonine leg flew over her and Naomi rolled from her chair onto the startled woman. The feline eyes were locked on her chest and soon enough both of her hands were on her boobs as well. Linda felt heat rush to her cheeks as the naked girl straddled and groped her, and was about to ask Naomi to get off when the lioness started purring.
The steady, rich rumble took her breath away, more so since Linda didn’t even know anthro felines could purr. She looked fascinated as she alternated between groping one breast and then the other, the same tempo of a nursing kitten. Linda knew that Naomi had been given up for adoption at birth and so had never even known her mother, and felt awed at this sudden but deep need from the lioness for what she was sure was maternal affection. They were bonding, and the smile she gave her daughter was as genuine as it was warm. Naomi returned it with a toothy one of her own and just kept kneading the soft, furless mounds, purring all the while. She’d been at it long enough for Linda’s nipples to turn rock hard against the soft paw-pads. When she finally took her hands away, Naomi spent a while just staring at the pink areola now wrinkled a little and the two nubs pointed at her. Linda wasn’t sure if she would actually bend down to nurse but with feline capriciousness the lioness got up off her.
“I’m gonna go or another dip!” she announced before dashing and splashing away. Linda took the time to process what she still felt was a huge mother-daughter moment, in spite of the wet stain her daughter had made on her lower belly…
*******
Without her fully realizing it, Naomi’s predatory instincts - inherited from her distant feral ancestors – were serving her well in her current pursuit. Lionesses are patient stalkers, studying every weakness of their quarry and every advantage offered to them before pouncing, and the first day alone with her adoptive mother had been mostly that. Linda had been excited at the pool, her nose was too keen not to pick up on that, but the teen forced herself to be patient, at least relatively. The rest of the day had been all about testing what she could get away with.
She’d remained nude after drying off after her swim and noticed that Linda had been on the cusp of addressing it but never actually reprimanded her. The fact that she was naked seemed to make her mother a little uncomfortable, and the feline girl’s ego swelled as the predator in her sensed weakness. She would have preferred if Linda had joined her, instead of hiding that flawless skin under stretchy pants and a light, airy top. She stared brazenly at the curvy form, and basked in every glance her lithe young body attracted as she strutted around in nothing but her fur and shaggy mane.
During a late-night trip to the bathroom Naomi was passing by her parents’ bedroom door and stopped in her tracks when her nose caught a sweet scent. It was quiet in there, meaning Linda had just recently finished what she’d been doing. Naomi bit her lip as she wondered if she’d been thinking about her absent over or their encounter at the pool. Either way, her mom had a healthy libido, which bode well for the horny teen. The next morning she came down to breakfast wearing nothing but her fur.
“Couldn’t decide what to wear?” Linda asked, an eyebrow raised in challenge. She wasn’t exactly overdressed herself, wearing a light robe that was done loosely enough to show that she had nothing on underneath. Naomi just shrugged her slender shoulders.
“It’s just the two of us here. Nothing you haven’t seen before, right? Besides, it’s fun. You should try it…” she said casually, the swishing of her tail betraying her excitement.
Linda didn’t take her up on her offer then and there, but the smile she gave in response encouraged the young feline to gently push against the woman’s boundaries. She could feel the human woman’s eyes on her as she strode around the house naked, and her nose insisted she was having some effect, but she was still growing frustrated. Acting this flirty back at the home could have made any boy and most girls follow her somewhere private, but she didn’t realize that a woman in her early thirties had more impulse control than pubescent teens.
A lazy Sunday morning had spent catching up on some shows and while Linda paid attention to the screen Naomi took the opportunity to cuddle up to her new mom. The shows were not PG-13 but Linda didn’t make an issue of it. She was leaning against her adoptive mother, resenting the thin robe for keeping her fur from touching the bare skin she’d seen so much of yesterday. A very romantic scene provided the lioness with the perfect excuse, her hand sliding down as she kept her eyes locked on the screen, pretending she was engrossed in the passionate display and that she’d temporarily forgotten that she wasn’t alone.
She let out a cute little grunt as she sank two fingers into her already steamy slit, feeling Linda’s attention shift from the screen to her. There was a silence between them, interrupted by nothing but the soft wet noises of feline digits pumping a tight teen slit. A lance to her side showed her the thin robe straining around a generous bust and failing to hide a pair of hard nipples. Naomi licked her lips at the memory of how the rubbery nub had tasted and how thrilling it had been to push her muzzle into the firm, pillowy flesh. Today she was hoping to taste more.
“Naomi honey, I… you know that’s not really… appropriate.”
“Do you want me to stop?” she asked, her voice pleading with her mother not to make her.
“No I… I understand what it’s like to… be your age. But maybe that’s something you should do in your room… or I could leave and…”
“Don’t!” she said, twisting to the side, throwing an arm around Linda's waist and resting her face against one of her breasts, her paw never slowing. “I like it that you’re here. Like the way you feel… the way you smell…”
“Naomi… do you have a crush on me?” Linda asked, unable to push the clingy kitten away.
“Yeah… I really like you. And you like me, don’t you?” she said in a voice that suggested a ‘no’ would have broken her heart.
“I… I do sweetie. But you know this is… I’m supposed to be a mother to you.”
“You are. You’re a great mom…” Naomi said, and with her head pressed against Linda’s chest she didn’t miss the woman’s heart speed up at that praise.
“And I’m married…” Linda said, a weak protest. She didn’t even stop Naomi from opening up her robe and exposing her breasts.
“I know. You love dad. I’m not gonna make you leave him for me…” she said and they both giggled at the idea.
“I’ve… I’ve never been with a woman…” Linda murmured, putting a hand to her forehead as she contemplated losing a kind of virginity to her thirteen year old daughter.
“I have. Girls are much easier than boys. You know how everything works, right?” she said, taking Linda’s hand by the wrist and laying it on one of the bumps on her chest. The woman’s smile was promising…
“Ohhhh, I remember these…” she said, trailing the tip of a finger gently around the perimeter of the lioness’ areola, where pink skin gave way to creamy fur. The spiral got tighter and tighter until she was circling a hard, puffy nipple before pinching it between her finger and her thumb. Her touch was feather soft, but it still made Naomi mewl. Linda giggled at that.
“Mine were super-sensitive when they started coming in too…” she mused, and there was something husky yet resigned in her voice. A decision had been made, even if it hadn’t been voiced.
Naomi pulled her hand from her pussy and began to draw little circles on one of Linda’s breasts with a wet fingertip while her mother toyed with her own budding boobie. She felt a kind of pride that a woman with such a gorgeous bust was taking any interest in her little teen-titties. She leaned in to suckle the bouncy smooth-skinned breasts but cut her playtime short as she trailed her muzzle up, giving little lick-kisses to Linda’s collar, her neck and finally kissing her mother on the mouth.
As their tongues twisted Linda allowed herself to be pushed over, laying gently on her back as her nimble daughter draped a nubile feline body across her more womanly figure. A flat chest pressed against one that was anything but, their nipples rubbing against each other as Naomy ground her whole body against her mother’s. Linda’s legs were open and the lioness could feel even more delicate nubs rubbing together lower down. She was not new to sex with girls, and being feline meant being limber enough to twist yourself comfortably into interesting positions. She was tempted to do it now, that tantalizingly slow climax achieved by rubbing two wet and steamy slits against each other.
But she wanted a taste, wanted to push her tongue into that smooth cleft that she’d glimpsed yesterday and spent the night dreaming of. She broke their kiss and twisted around with feline grace, her slender body settling with her face poised to dive between her mother’s smooth-skinned thighs and her belly resting on the human woman’s lush chest.
“You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to…” she said, genuinely not wishing to push Linda too far and too fast, even though the raised and twisting tail was just begging for something to happen under it. Her nostrils flared as she pushed her face between the lightly bronzed thighs of her mom and even newer lover, surprised to hear a gasp before her tongue had so much as touched the woman’s’ labia.
“Sorry. Your whiskers tickle…”
In response, Naomi gave the human slit a few long, hard swipes and smiled as Linda shuddered under her. The raspy feline tongue could feel quite intense and while she’d have to use a light touch on the inner petals she knew she could be a little rougher with the plump outer folds. She bathed her mother’s sex a little longer before prying it open and getting a taste of the slick pink flesh hidden behind the woman's labia. Leonine ears swiveled to catch every moan and whimper, her mouth soon filling with the sweet taste of her mother’s arousal.
Linda’s first touches were tentative pokes at the soft strip of pin skin and the snug cleft in the middle. Curious, like her own explorations of other girls back at the home. She arched her back and thrust her rump out to encourage more, never stopping her own exploration of the treasure hidden away between Linda’s shapely thighs. Her tongue teased, flicked and dipped, her touches feather soft so that the raspy surface would tickle rather than abrade the delicate pink flesh.
She faltered only when she felt steamy breath against her own soaked privates, and couldn’t stifle a mewl as Linda planted a soft kiss right on her tiny hood and the little pearl hiding in it. Her toes curled when the kiss stopped being soft and the human woman drew her clit from its hiding place and brushed the tip of her tongue against the lioness’ buzzer. Since Linda hadn't been with women before she guessed this was something her husband did to her that she loved, and Naomi was determined to find out which one of her new parents did this little trick better.
The lioness ran her paws along Linda’s legs, thrilling at the feel of sleek, smooth skin against her pawpads. The whiskers that had tickled the curvy woman were now dripping as the feline teen dug her muzzle in, purring into the human honeypot well before Linda spread her open and began to flick her smooth tongue against her inner petals. She suspected Linda had spent plenty of time with her husband’s head between her thighs, but it was obvious she’d never had anyone purring while eating her out.
Naomi’s ears were tilted back to catch every sound that her own teen pussy wasn’t muffling, the noises fanning her flames as she writhed on top of her smooth-skinned lover. She felt Linda’s belly quiver and knew what was coming, since it certainly wasn’t Naomi’s first time eating out another girl. She pushed her muzzle against Linda’s slit and drank greedily as her adoptive mom moaned against her own slit, the raspy tongue dipping in and leaving the panting woman perfectly clean.
She’d enjoyed being the dutiful daughter, but she was a lioness riding the hormonal tide that is puberty and had exhausted her limited reserves of subtlety and patience. She stuck two fingers into Linda’s cunny, fingering her lazily as she pushed her slender rump back against the woman’s face. Linda put her hands on Naomi’s firm cheeks in self-defense, but was soon kneading the perky feline ass while she worked her little lioness over. She seemed to sense her daughter’s urgency, overcoming a lack of experience with very genuine enthusiasm as she pushed her face into the moaning girl’s pubescent pussy.
“Auuughhyesss… Linda… L-linda… m-mom I…mnnnnnyyyhhhh!” she squealed, aching her back and pushing her cunny into her mother’s face just as she gushed, marking the stunned woman as her tummy trembled and her toes curled. Her own fingers went rigid between those smooth lips as she felt her mom’s tongue dry to delve in even though the contractions of her snug cunny weren’t making it easy for her. Linda was still a little dazed when purring Naomi laid down on top of her and began to lovingly lick her face clean.
After they were done, Linda didn’t bother getting dressed, and Naomi took good advantage of that, feasting her eyes and getting a grope in here and there and smiling when Linda returned the favor. After an exhausting day they’d fallen asleep curled up together on the bed Linda shared with her husband - the bed she wound up sharing with her daughter for the rest of a very wild week. But Carl would be home soon, and Naomi began to plot how she might make sure there was a permanent place for her right here - between her new parents…
*******
There’s a cliché that states that a person returning from a trip a little early will invariably catch their spouse in a moment of infidelity, and Carl almost laughed at the thought as he drove down their street. True enough, there was no suspicious car parked in their driveway. And the fact that the door was locked suggested that his wife and daughter would be the ones walking in on him. But it was Saturday morning and there were any number of places Linda and Naomi could be. Letting himself in he was met with a seemingly empty house, but half-way up the stairs he caught a familiar noise and cracked a grin.
So Naomi was out of the house and Linda was using the opportunity to have some ‘alone time’. Every time he’d come back from these trips she was always glad to see him and unreserved in how she chose to show him how much she’d missed her man. He walked silently even though Linda was being quite vocal and not likely to hear him. He quietly swung the door open and froze when he realized that Naomi had not in fact left the house.
The teen lioness was in bed along with Linda, both of them naked and moaning as his wife lay back with one shapely leg up. Naomi clung to the limb as she worked her girlish hips, furiously rubbing her sex against that of her adoptive mother’s. It must have been going on for some time and the two females were too far gone into what they were doing to notice him standing in the doorway. Carl only realized he’d been holding his breath when a burning in his lungs forced him to exhale, a gasp that didn’t escape a lioness’ sharp hearing. He should have been outraged on so many levels, but he was suddenly standing there staring at two naked females who looked shocked and quite vulnerable, and so operating on some gentlemanly autopilot he muttered an apology and closed the bedroom door behind him.
*******
“Ohhh dear…” Linda groaned, catching her breath and feeling her wet sex cool as she and Naomi separated their soaked pussies.
“Well at least you don’t have to worry about how you’ll tell him about us.” The lioness said, her tail waving in agitation as her body wound down after coming close to yet another orgasm.
“Yeah, that was a hell of an ice-breaker. I still have to have a talk with him.” Sue said, shrugging on a robe and tying it closed.
“Just talk, right?” the lioness asked, her expression reminding Linda of the conversations and plans of the past week. She smiled at her daughter and leaned down to plant a kiss on her lips that started as motherly but finished as anything but as their tongues parted. The fact that Naomi was purring softly by the time they did told her clearly that her girl had been reassured that she had no intention of casting her aside now that her man was back, nor of hoarding the house’s only male.
“I’ll talk with him for now. If all goes well… be ready for tonight.”
*******
The rest of the day passed in a strange daze for Carl. Linda had explained how in the past week she and Naomi had bonded a little closer than expected and that she suspected she knew what the badger woman at the orphanage had tried to subtly warn them about. If anyone else had told him that they were pursued and seduced by a thirteen year old Carl would have laughed out loud, but he knew Linda and she was sexually responsive, not sexually aggressive.
He made it clear he wasn’t going to report what he saw to anyone. Naomi still seemed like the bright, cheerful girl that stole their hearts and in spite of what he’d seen them doing, Linda still seemed to be enjoying motherhood. And the way she’d kissed him left little doubt that she had missed him every bit as much as she had on his previous trips. She made no promises along the lines of ‘it will never happen again’, and so when they were getting ready for bed and she said she was going to check in on Naomi, Carl wasn’t sure what to think or what to expect. He definitely wasn’t expecting for both his wife and his adopted daughter to walk into the bedroom stark naked.
“Honey, being with Naomi without you knowing about it was easy to do when you weren’t around. I love you for being so understanding about this new thing that sparked up between us, but it’s because of that that I don’t want to do anything behind your back. Naomi also wanted a chance to talk with you.” She said, taking position behind the naked lion girl who gave him a cute and awkward smile before speaking.
“Look, you guys took me in and I really can’t tell you how happy I am to be a part of your family. That’s why I’d never want to come between you two. Nothing’s really changed in the past week. I’m still a kid and I still need a mom and dad. That being said, I do have other needs. Linda and I have been working out great but I want you to know this isn’t ‘girls only’. I think you’re really hot and I have been with boys before, just not grown men. So just something to keep in mind…” she said. Linda had been nuzzling the side of her neck since that last sentence, and once Naomi had said her piece she tilted their daughter’s muzzle and kissed her slow and deep.
Carl was still turning the lioness words over in his brain, trying to get them to fit when they joined him in the bed, with Linda laying down on her side and the feline girl climbing in and on top of his wife. Linda parted her legs and Naomi lifted her tail, each female accommodating the other as they pushed their faces into each other’s sex. The familiarity with which they touched each other made it clear just how busy they’d been this week and all Carl could do was sit on his half of the bed and stare at the two females slurping and moaning softly. Unlike his wife, he’d been celibate the past week, and was feeling it now as he watched the live sex show. Even without a week without sex the sight of Linda naked never failed to arouse him, but he was seeing Naomi in a new light. Draped across his wife’s curvy body didn’t make her look any older than her thirteen years, but the confidence with which she licked and fingered Linda’s pussy made it hard to look at her like just a child.
And every once in a while those golden eyes would lift, catch his and remind him of her invitation to join them. Dressed in only an undershirt and boxers, Carl had no way of hiding how eager he was to do just that. He knelt beside them, staring at the surreal display. His hand reached out, a finger hooking under Naomi’s chin as he tilted her face up. She rose languidly, back arching as she lifted her almost flat chest off Linda, the fine fur on her muzzle wet from his wife’s juices as he brought his face closer.
He could taste Linda as he kissed her, the woman who wasn’t stopping what she was doing just because the two of them were taking a step from which there was no going back. She just seemed to melt into the kiss at first but showed some curiosity when his tongue coaxed out the raspy one hidden behind the sharp leonine teeth. By the time the lioness was moaning into his mouth and pressing her slit against Linda’s Carl knew he wanted this, wanted them… wanted Naomi. When they broke their kiss they just looked at each other before the feline gaze fell lower. Before Naomi could ask, Carl had stripped naked and left the lioness briefly speechless.
“Whoah! You’re… you’re kinda big…” she said, reaching up to cup the underside of Carl’s erection as if hefting the weight of the man’s cock.
“I won’t expect you to do anything you’re not comfortable.” He said, getting s smirk in response.
“I’m a lioness. Sex isn’t supposed to be comfortable, it’s supposed to be intense. Still, I’m a girl and you’re definitely a grown man, so just… be gentle?” she asked, and Carl gave her a kiss that seemed to convince her that he would be. She unstraddled Linda and as his wife was crawling out from under their daughter the lioness soft paw wrapped around him. “Wow… it really is smooth…”
While the curious cat examined his cock Linda planted a kiss on him that tasted strongly of a sweet young pussy, her tongue smooth and slippery after the one that had just been in his mouth. Carl was groaning into their kiss once he felt that raspy tongue, gliding lightly across the underside of his cock. Linda started kissing her way down his neck and chest until she was on all fours next to Naomi, both of them glancing up at him and licking and kissing his cock in tandem. 
After going without for a whole week, it was more than any male could be expected to take. Less than a minute the two females joint efforts had him clenching his hands into fists at his side and his erection twitching as the tongues passed it back and forth. He saw Naomi’s eyes follow the first arcing rope of cum and by the time his second one was squirting out the lioness had her muzzle around his glans, eager for a taste while Linda fondled his sack. It was so intense his vision began to go dark around the edges, but he still saw with perfect clarity the white goo resting on the lioness’ raspy tongue as his wife pulled her in for a deep kiss.
The leonine eyes were intense when they focused back on him, devoid of whites and glittering in the soft light of the bedside lamp. The light that so flattered the lioness’ golden-cinnamon coat. There was paler fur down her front, and as the girl lay back against the pillows it drew the eyes to travel from her throat down to the pink patch between her skinny legs. Her chest was heaving, bringing attention to the firm bumps of her budding breasts and the puffy nipples topping each one, and the moment she saw his gaze linger Naomi thrust her budding bosom out on instinct. She writhed in place as he stared brazenly, following the trail of pale fur until he reached the slender thighs that were rubbing together but spread open when she caught him staring.
She was unmistakably still a child, but it was also beyond a doubt that she wanted this - wanted them. And if he were to lie and say that he didn’t want her right now, his semi-hard cock would have proven him a liar. Instead Carl laid down and placed his head between his adopted daughter’s legs, taking in her scent as he examined the feline sex. The chubby, smooth-skinned slit was blushing just a little, and when his fingers parted the lioness’ labia he found her flower glistening pink and utterly irresistible.
As he pressed his mouth to her sex it served to hide the look of surprise on his face as Naomi began to purr, with Linda giggling softly as she settled down, laying on her side next to the happy kitty. He saw her lay a hand on their daughter’s chest and partly muffle the purring as she kissed the girl slow and deep Even as he kissed and licked the teen feline’s pussy he imagined the woman he loved doing the same and more, spending a week wild enough for the two of them to develop this casual familiarity with each other’s bodies.
With tongue and fingers he both examined Naomi and did his best to work her loose. The girl wasn’t a virgin, and the way she was bucking against his mouth betrayed an eagerness that was more appropriate for a girl leaving her teens rather than one just barely into them. She was responsive too, and caught between Carl and his wife it didn’t take long for the skinny thighs on either side of his head to tremble and for the lioness’ kitty to gush against his face. By then he was more than recovered enough to give her what she wanted, and the look on Naomi’s ace as he took position between her long legs made it clear that the quick climax hadn’t changed the lioness’ mind or sated her appetite.
Nor was Linda having second thoughts about sharing her man. Her cheeks were flushed even before her hand began to slide down the pale fur of Naomi’s trim belly, trailing past the barely perceivable tuft on the girl’s pubic mound before she reached the lioness’ sex. Long slender fingers opened Naomi up as the lioness gripped her mother’s free hand, eager but understandably anxious about taking her first grown male. Carl had one hand on the feline’s slender hip and the other guiding his cock home as he aimed himself at the snug leonine sex.
Naomi had gasped when his tip first touched her inner petals and slid down into the snug passage that was having trouble accommodating her first adult male. Carl didn’t rush her and just kept enough pressure on his shaft to make sure the girl didn’t push him out. Little by little he could see that flower opening up around him, the glistening labia parting around his glans until it was out of sight and the little lioness was gasping as her body stretched like it never had before.
Naomi had been surprised by the intensity of the seemingly simple act of Carl sliding his tip in. Her climax had done nothing to quell her libido, and had merely ensured that every nerve ending was primed for this. The fact that Carl was a grown man had only made him more attractive to the teen lioness, but with his tip now securely inside her she became aware of just how different this would be to her playful and satisfying encounters with the boys back in the orphanage. That had been all about energy, clumsy and eager groping and the mad dash to mutual release.
She could see by the tension in the man’s shoulders that staying still wasn’t his idea. Her tightness would only make her more attractive to him, only spur him to drive into her nubile body and claim her, to give her what she obviously wanted. But he’d accepted her as his daughter before he’d taken her as a lover, and it was a father’s concern keeping him still, keeping him aware of her limitations even if she herself chose to disregard them.
She gripped Linda’s hand tighter and parted her lips when the woman she’d seduced tilted her head to one side and kissed her deeply. Sensuous, welcome and familiar after a week spent exploring each other’s bodies and learning each other’s desires, it was enough to get the lioness purring again. Her ears swiveled to catch Carl’s groan, her free hand moving to grasp and fondle one of Linda’s breasts as her adoptive mother teased and toyed with a puffy nipple sticking out of a fluffy bump.
Her body relaxed and as it did it was filled, with Carl slowly pushing in and giving her as much as she could handle, but less than she wanted. Pat of her regretted being pinned like this, as enjoyable as it was, and being forced to accept her first adult male at a pace that was grating against her pubescent impatience. She knew that if she’d been on top of she would have driven her hips down by now, taking Carl as deep as she could without regard for her own pain or safety.
Her eyes traveled along her naked father’s body, the smooth skin that did such a poor job of hiding how fit he really was. The width of his shoulders, the thickness of his arms and the hard muscles on his stomach suggested more power than any boy that she’d ever been with, but also remarkable restraint. His progress was steady enough that she could feel every fraction of every inch as her body wrapped tight around the shaft that had seemed perfectly smooth. It didn’t feel like it now that she could feel the ridge behind his glans rubbing along the silken walls of her sex, as well as every vein along the thick cock delving deeper and deeper into her quivering body.
She felt Linda’s hand travel down her belly and wondered if her mother could feel her mate’s cock as it got closer and closer to bottoming out. Naomi glanced down when their kiss broke and was almost disappointed to see no bulge in her belly even though she felt full in a way she never had before. She felt a twinge as Carl’s cock reached something no boy had ever reached and knew instinctively that his glans was now pressing against the entrance to her womb. 
She purred unevenly as she shared a sloppy open-mouth kiss with Linda while her mother and lover rubbed the soft-furred flesh just above her little hood. It was teasing but delightful, especially when Carl began to grind and bump himself against her, every little shift of his cock making the tip of her tail quiver. The two worked patiently and with a gasp Naomi looked down to see her adoptive father was now fully sheathed inside her nubile body.
“The first time we were together it took some work to get all of him in…” Linda whispered in one fluffy ear, making the lioness grin at her triumph and her impending mating.
Naomi’s ears folded against her head when Carl pulled slowly out, her snug kitty clinging to the fleshy rod that had filled her like nothing before. If he’d been a feline she’d be wincing at the intense sensations of countless little barbs raking her sensitive flesh. It wasn’t exactly painful, and certainly not bad, but it was exciting to just feel inch after hot hard inch slide so smoothly from between her splayed labia. His thrust back in had been slow but steady, his eyes on her face to make sure she wasn’t hiding any pain from him. When Naomi kept purring, Carl took it as his cue to keep thrusting.
Linda seemed happy to let them be and amused herself with whatever struck her fancy. She was still gripping her daughters paw with one hand while the other rested on the lioness’ lower belly and her husband’s cock pistoning under the thin layer of trim muscle. She bent her head and took a stiff feline nipple in her mouth, making the nubile lioness mewl as she kissed and suckled the firm fleshy nub.
Naomi felt a thrill beyond words as she found herself living the dream she’d conjured up the moment she’d met the couple who’d taken her in. A loving family, and so much more, everything a love-starved lioness could desire! As Carl’s thrusts churned her insides her mind began to spin with possibilities - lying under her mother and licking her pussy even as she was rutted by her husband, or her and Linda kissing with Carl under them with one of the riding his face while the other rode his cock. The same thick, meaty rod coming out shin with her juices, the one making her clawed toes curl every time it sheathed itself in the tightness of her teen sex.
Naomi felt tightness grip her whole body, a tantalizing tension that turned her purrs into mewls. Linda lifted her face from the lioness’ budding breast to make sure she was okay and knew what was going on the moment she saw her daughter’s face. Naomi reached out to Carl, beckoning him because her ragged breathing wasn’t going to let her get a word out. Luckily Carl understood and gently laid himself down on the anting feline, supporting his weight on his forearms but still thrilling Naomi as she felt his body on hers. Her arms slid around his chest and her legs wrapped around him as he continued to thrust.
He had less room now but his short, sharp bucks were enough to make Naomi mewl and fight the urge to unsheathe her claws. She held him against her with all he strength, ears folded flat against her head as she came, her body clenching around the thick cock still pumping her teen slit. She heard Carl groan as she griped him, felt him try and lift himself off and out of her without any hope of success. She was clinging to him as only a feline could and once her mate realized that he kept thrusting for a few more heartbeats before groaning again.
Naomi knew why even before her ears caught the sound. She’d felt that glans swell deep against her cervix, felt the throb along every vein before the underside of Carl’s shaft swelled and the whole thing twitched as it shot the first rope of warm seed into her. Irresponsible, since she wasn’t on birth control and something she’d never let a boy do before. But the difference in species meant the risk was miniscule. Not enough to stop her from enjoying the heat blossoming inside her as her body took every drop being pumped into it. Carl stayed in her well after his last spurt only pulling out and rolling over when his softening cock all but slipped out of the tight leonine pussy. She felt Linda snuggle up against her and purred slowly, fighting off exhaustion and the need to sleep.
“Well, I think we’ve worked everything out. One big happy family, right?” she said, kissing her daughters cheek and her husband’s lips as the exhausted girl purred herself to sleep.