Natasha, an attractive young woman no older than twenty-five, stepped silently into the darkened cage via the door. Her bare feet alighted silently upon the concrete floor of the cell within. She stepped forward slowly, and as she came into view, her beautifully figured form was revealed in the dim moonlight and the warm night air. In her hands she carried a small glass jar, and her body was completely unclothed, revealing her sexuality to the chirping crickets and the flashing lightning bugs.
A low, rumbling growl slowly rolled free from across the cage. Resting quietly there lay Timbo, the not-quite-asleep Siberian tiger. This huge beast would be a formidable match for any that might challenge him for food, territory, or even mating rights to a female of his choice. His eyes watched Natasha enter, and a faint grin seemed to adorn his huge muzzle. He knew the female. He watched every step she took toward him, taking in every last detail. He had never seen his owner like this, nor this late after the sun had gone down. Something was happening. As curiosity rose within the male, he clambered to his paws and let out an inviting purr to the young woman. She stepped forward and slowly raised a shaky hand to brush carefully along the tiger’s head fur. She pulled her lips up and offered him an inviting smile before quietly speaking to him.
“Hello again, Timbo… Tonight I have a special surprise for you, my friend. I do hope you enjoy it.”
As she finished speaking with the feline, she lowered down to one knee and softly began to rub her hand against his furry chest. Timbo’s eyes narrowed at the delicate attention paid to his fur, and the soft tone of his owner’s voice was more than enough reassurance to trust her intentions on this secretive midnight visit. Although he didn’t understand her speech, it didn’t matter to him. The soothing tones of her voice made him happy to simply be in her presence. She had always treated him wonderfully, always stroked his ears affectionately, and even fed him from a bottle when he was just a kit. She wasn’t close enough to him to call a mother, but she was definitely the next best thing. However, now the relationship had taken on a new height. This late visit had to have a strong purpose behind it, and soon he would find out precisely what it was.
Timbo’s attention soon fell on the small mason jar that Natasha carried. The three-inch-tall bottle was filled about one-fifth of the way full with a clear liquid of unknown origins. Until she slowly unscrewed the top. As she popped off the lid, the heavy scent of a female feline in heat wafted right over Timbo’s nose, causing his furry sheath to near instantly fill with his slowly hardening feline cock. His muzzle quickly lifted and he tried to push his nose against the bottle. He tried to lick inside the bottle to get at those hot juices. He purred and stood on all fours after a few moments, gently nudging at his mistress to try to persuade her to give him access to that hot, arousing fluid.
She grinned softly and stood as Timbo did, holding the jar firmly away from him as he tried to prod into it. She slowly lowered her head down to his and gently kissed him atop the head as she whispered, “You want to taste this, don’t you boy… I know you like the scent.”
She spoke to him in the same soft, loving tone, slowly dipping her hand into the glass and coating her fingers with the slick solution. She knelt down to one knee, the tiger following her every move. She slowly got down to all fours and tilted her head slowly back to take a glance at her soon-to-be feline lover. She reached back slowly with her still-damp fingers and soon dipped her forefinger and ring finger right into the tender grasp of her tight pussy. She slid the combination of her two fingers deeply in and out of the tight embrace of her cunt, then slowly pulled each free, leaving her hot folds glistening with the moisture of those sweet pheromones.
Timbo followed her every movement and quickly dipped his muzzle down between the vulnerable thighs of his mistress. His nose hovered just barely above her hot sex as he took in sharp-panted breaths to scent that wonderful fluid. His entire body shivered in pure ecstasy as he now understood his mistress wanted to mate — and she wanted to mate with him. As he ran the thought of mounting this quite willing female through his mind, his tongue slowly snaked free to lick right across her soft labia.
Natasha shivered lightly and let out a weak moan as her large feline pet began to carefully groom the extremely sensitive zone of her tight snatch. Her hands grasped at the ground below her as the tiger began to lap more hungrily at those scented folds. Her eyes widened a bit, and slowly she crawled forward to an empty corner of her pet’s cage. She made her way onto a makeshift bed of large covers and again assumed her position as the tiger continued. He followed her every move, not missing a beat as his tongue struck and ground against his newfound mate’s clitoris. A low rumbling started to roll free from the feline’s chest as his sheath filled with the thickness of his full and ready feline cock. Timbo slowly lifted his head and snuggled the underside of his chin against her back, signaling his eagerness to mate.
She took the hint and slowly lowered her body down against the covers, giving the male total access to her much smaller form. He stepped over her in one fluid motion and quickly pressed his muzzle right up against the curve of her neck. He rumbled out a steady purr as his body straddled hers, leaving his belly resting right against the perfect curvature of her pert ass. He opened his muzzle and engulfed her shoulder in its huge embrace, but the grasp was only light. He applied no pressure to the flesh that he could so easily tear to ribbons. His hips slowly lowered, and the crowned head of his feline cock slowly slid down the crevice formed between the human’s firm rump cheeks. The young lady bit her lip gently and slowly closed her eyes as she felt herself soon overcome by this huge but quite gentle beast. Her tender pussy lips filled and flushed with blood as her arousal started to pang through the lips of her needy sex. Her head snuggled gently back against the huge feline’s throat, and with almost a purring cry she growled out, “That’s it, baby… Go ahead… Fuck me, Timbo.”
Timbo’s body slowly started to pull back and forth as he instinctively answered the urge that his loins were begging for. His slick feline cock slowly pressed firmly between that crevice, and the head of his broad feline member slid right between the moist entrance of her female treasure, only to then slide harshly against her belly as his thrust missed its mark by just inches. A trail of slick, hot feline pre-cum glistened proudly against her stomach as the feline slowly pulled back for a second attempt. His balls swung slowly as his flaring, vein-gnarled feline cockhead met the quivering lips of her accepting vulva. With a low growl, the tiger lunged forward to impale his young lover on the throbbing spike of his arousal.
A sharp gasp escaped Natasha. Her body twitched violently and then settled slowly as she adjusted to the new and wild feel of her pet’s thick feline tool nestled warmly in the hot grip of her tight pussy. She bit her lip tightly and started to moan under her breath. Her juices met with the warm rush of her heated natural lubricating fluids that flowed freely within the walls of her snatch. Her hands grasped full fistfuls of the covers that supported her beneath the large tiger, and she soon rocked her hips back to take every last inch of his surprisingly thick feline cock. His heavy feline balls rested softly against her puffy folds, draping against her vulva like two ripe plums hidden within that silky-furred encasement of his ballsack.
Timbo pulled back swiftly and stepped forward slightly with one of his hind legs as he thrust yet again deeply into his mistress. His heavy balls hit against the wet folds of her quivering sex with a delicious sounding shhhlop sound, evidence of his deep penetration within his human lover. His eyes soon glazed over with primal lust, his back bowing up sharply as he settled into a quick, rhythmic pace, thrusting sharply into her tight, clutching pussy. His long, vein-coated cock knocked deeper into her velvety walls, touching spots she had never before felt touched. His deep orange sheath bunched quickly out against the base of his shaft as he pounded his thick steel deeper yet, forming a ring of fur around the base of his shaft. With each and every deep, powerful thrust, Timbo’s sheath rubbed firmly against Natasha’s clit, sending shocks of spasming pleasure throughout every muscle in her quivering body, all the while his hips thrust firmly against her hot baby-smooth ass.
Natasha’s head swung off to the side as she felt the length of her pet’s rock-hard cat cock piston into the fleshy confines of her heated snatch. She licked her lips and closed her eyes tightly as Timbo steadily thrust into her waiting sex, claiming her as his mate in this primal and erotic meeting. Her cunt started to spasm in tight convulsions around the base of his thick vein-gnarled shaft, and soft pleasure-filled whimpers escaped her throat as the tiger’s eagerness soon came to a new height. She thrust back hungrily, eagerly meeting his sharp thrusts with her own to send that wonderful piece of meat deeper into the hot wet grasp of her needy pussy. She tilted her head back and snuggled up warmly against her mate’s throat to purr out in encouragement.
“Oooohh god Timbo… That’s it baby… Ooooo!” She closed her eyes and continued to coo out her sweet nothings to her lover. “Mmmm… fuck me harder Timbo… please.” She bit her bottom lip. “Take your mate, my lover!”
Timbo almost seemed to understand this inviting pillow talk. His hips swiftly thrust up against his mate’s smooth and soft rump. His heavy balls swung back and forth as he thrust, smacking up wetly against her vaginal folds with each of his precise jerking thrusts. His chest started to rumble a low purr that just seemed to increase the arousal and need of his whimpering mate. His eyes slowly narrowed as he felt that ever-present urge of release slowly starting to build down in the depths of his heavy swinging balls. His tongue extended to curl up over his lips several times and soon his eyes began to narrow. His hips jumped and pounded forward, pistoning the length of his rock-hard feline shaft into the quivering depths of his mate’s spasming pussy. His balls tightened, and his cockhead showered her insides with hot gooey spurts of his lubricating pre-cum, which mingled with her own wetness. The sound of his thick shaft penetrating her tight snatch over and over reverberated in the night. That wet shlopping sound, followed by the hot smack of his balls against bare skin, echoed like an erotic orchestra as he took this human for a feline mate.
Natasha lowered her head down slowly and let out a series of deep moans as her orgasm steadily drew closer and closer to its crashing peak. She bit her bottom lip and pounded herself furiously back against each one of her lover’s passionate thrusts. Her eyes widened as she felt his thrusts gain in strength and speed, and she simply could not hold the pleasure within herself any longer. She tilted her head back and let out a loud crying moan as her tight pussy began to spasm around the length of that throbbing and pistoning feline shaft. Her cunt erupted with the hot flowing juices of her orgasm, which quickly lubricated her lover’s shaft and made each of his thrusts even warmer and wetter. Her body trembled as she felt that tiger mate with her, making sure to hit his long cock against every bit of her sex he could reach. She whimpered loudly and started to moan out pleasurably. “OOooo Timbo! Ooo ba.. ooogod baby.. oooo fuckkk Timmmbo!”
Timbo’s head slowly lowered down and his muzzle opened to engulf her shoulder within his tender embrace yet again. His eyes narrowed before shutting completely as he heard his mate cry to him in such a manner. His ears pinned back tightly against his head as he felt that warm tunnel pulsing around the length of his veiny feline shaft. The tiny barbs that coated the head of his feline cock shot outwards and pulled very lightly against Natasha’s tight inner walls, increasing the stimulation for them both as the feline finally fell into the depths of a powerful orgasm. The warmth of his seed soon built within the heavy swaying globes of his feline balls and pulsed up the length of his huge cat shaft to spasm its way up into the hot embrace of Natasha’s still-coming pussy. He let out a low pleasure-filled growl as his cock emptied his hot seed deeply inside his eager little mate. He did not jump away like he would with another feline, as he found himself lost in the moment.
Natasha draped her head down to snuggle warmly into the covers below her. Her body trembled and her hands and knees wobbled weakly as she lost the energy to hold herself up after such an intense orgasm. Her body slumped down against the covers, and she just began to moan steadily. “Timbo… Timbo…. Timbo…. timbo…” Her voice seemed to trail off.
Timbo’s eyes shot open to meet the brightness of the early morning, and he heard that voice yet again, calling him. “Timbo!” His eyes opened slowly, trying to adjust to the light around him. Small bits of crust had formed at the edges of his eyelids. He glanced about startled for a moment… where was his lover from just moments back? How he wanted to do that to her again and again. He began running the beautiful scene through his mind once more before slowly glancing down his body. He lay on the covers, belly up on his back. His cock stood proudly free of its sheath. A long string of his feline pre-cum had formed, leaving a small string dangling from the crowned head of his shaft to the center of his belly.
Natasha called softly again, “Timbo, breakfast time…” She blinked as she glanced over to the tiger, noting his morning wood. She slowly grinned and called again, “Let’s go Timbo…” In the back of her mind, she idly wondered what a cat could dream about that would make him wake up with such a throbbing hard-on… She chuckled to herself and pushed a plate of assorted raw meats into the cage.
Timbo slowly glanced over to his owner, shooting her a soft grin as he slowly got onto all fours. He made his way over to his plate and simply looked up to his dream-time lover. He lowered his muzzle and slowly began his breakfast, and the start of his day…
Perhaps now we know what cats dream…
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