Under the Tail and Other Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Dragonpig
Chapter 53
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 53 - Hello, everybody! This is Dragonpig. I'm going to be writing a collection of stories within the anthropomorphic, or furry, genre. Some will be short stories, some will be novel-length, and others will fall somewhere in between. Yes, some of these stories will be quite explicit, while others won't be. I'm going to keep this series going until I either get bored or find that people just aren't interested in it. I'd really enjoy hearing your opinions and thoughts on my writing. Have a good one!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Romantic Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Fairy Tale Humor Vignettes War Zoophilia Science Fiction Aliens Alternate History Space Furry Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister DomSub FemaleDom Light Bond Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Exhibitionism Fisting Flatulence Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Squirting Water Sports Big Breasts Public Sex Teacher/Student Nudism
Mary stood naked at the bottom of the stairs.
The private temple was a small stone chamber with nothing in it but the altar and the silver candle sconces along the walls. The altar was a square slab of gray stone with the symbol of the Holo belief carved into its smooth top, a circle with a line running horizontally down its center. Yosefa knelt in front of it with her palms flat on the stone and her forehead resting on the backs of her hands. Her gray hooded robe was pulled up over her head, and the red trim along the hood and the wide sleeves shone in the candlelight.
The rough stone floor was cold under Mary’s bare feet. Goosebumps rose along her pale arms and thighs, and her furry orange-and-black-striped tail flicked from side to side. She had come down here because she knew her wife could be lost in meditation for hours.
She had been waiting upstairs, naked in their bed and in the mood.
She crossed the floor and stopped behind her. A strip of light-brown skin showed where Yosefa’s sleeve had slid back. Mary had wanted her since the first moment she saw her. She had been eighteen years old, new to the faith, sitting on the temple’s stone benches with the rest of the believers while a Dedicated, ten years her senior, led the evening meditation. Mary hadn’t remembered anything about the session. She had been too busy staring at the way Yosefa’s full breasts shifted under the gray robe and at her hips and beautiful green eyes that swept over the room. Mary’s face and ears had gone hot. It had been lust at first sight. Their first date took two weeks. One month later they were a couple. A month and a year after they were married. Thirty years later, she still felt like that horny Tigerkin.
Mary eased the hood back. Yosefa’s spiky black hair was flattened from the fabric, her Lionkin ears twitching prettily. Mary knelt behind her on the cold stone, a thigh on either side of her wife, and slid her arms around her waist. Yosefa sat up and Mary pulled her in until Yosefa’s butt pressed against her groin and her smaller breasts. She kissed the nape of her beloved’s neck.
Yosefa sighed. Her eyes dropped to the bare thighs bracketing her own, and a smile tugged at her mouth.
“Mary. You’re naked.”
“Mm-hm.”
“I think you like the stone altar more than you like me,” Mary teased.
“No, I don’t, my Pretty Tail,” Yosefa said, using Mary’s nickname. “I was just meditating.”
“For an hour.”
“It was a long one.” Yosefa leaned her weight back against her. “I had a vision.”
Mary’s ears twitched with attention. “One of those?”
“Yes.”
“Then we need to tell the Heralds.”
“I agree. The Keepers’ will is becoming clearer to me.”
Mary kissed her neck. She slid her hand across Yosefa’s stomach, feeling the warmth through the cloth, and began rocking against her wife’s shapely backside, her thighs tightening around Yosefa’s hips.
“I also have to put a meditation together for tomorrow,” Yosefa said. “And I should go over the...”
Mary’s hand moved up and cupped her wife’s large breasts, her fingers stroking slowly. Yosefa’s breath caught, and her words paused.
“Pretty Tail, that feels good.”
Mary kissed along her shoulder and up the side of her throat. Her tail tip ran over Yosefa’s hip and to her stomach, finding its way into her robe and teasing her pubic mound. Yosefa pressed back into her and began to purr.
“You’re not listening to a word I’m saying,” Yosefa said, sounding aroused.
“Meditation,” Mary murmured, licking the side of her neck. “Tomorrow.”
Yosefa chuckled. “Do you really care what I’m talking about?”
“Always, beloved.”
“But you want to go to bed.”
Mary bit gently at her wife’s neck. “I thought you would never ask.”
“I love you, Mary.” Yosefa ran a hand down Mary’s bare thigh. “Aren’t you cold?”
“Freezing. But it was the only way I could get a Dedicated sexy Warden’s attention,” she said between grinding against her wife’s butt and playing with her hardening nipples.
“It worked.”
“Good. Then come upstairs and warm me up.”
They stood. Yosefa’s gaze traveled slowly down the smaller woman’s body. The insides of her ears flushed with arousal.
Mary smiled and turned toward the stairs. She made sure her wife got a full view. Her hips and tail swayed exaggeratedly as the candlelight slid over her nakedness.
Posy wore a blue oversized sleep shirt that hung to her knees and eased her bedroom door shut. Her brown hair was tangled from the wonderful sex and she pushed it back over slender shoulders. Her body felt relaxed and sated.
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