Flowerpaw bounced happy alongside her mentor as they hunted together in the forest. Flowerpaw's days as an apprentice were numbered, and there were very few times left that Flowerpaw and Pouncestrike would go hunting together being mentor and apprentice. As Flowerpaw happily walked along, she heard her mentor begin to talk.

"Flowerpaw, come over here," Pouncestrike mewed with authority.

"What is it Pouncestrike?" Flowerpaw responded in an innocent voice.

"Today I am going to teach you something most very important," Pouncestrike mewed.

"What is it?" Flowerpaw asked curiously.

"I am going to teach you how to mate," mewed Pouncestrike.

"But I already know how to mate," Pouncestrike objected mildly.

"You know what mating is, but not how to do," replied Pouncestrike patiently.

"Okay," Flowerpaw replied nervously. She didn't really mind Pouncestrike teaching her hot to mate, in fact, she was looking forward to it. She had been curious about what mating was really like ever since she had found out about it a few moons into her apprenticeship. And though she was nervous, there was also definite anticipation.

"Right, so, you need to learn how to pleasure a tom, Flowerpaw, and there is no better way than experience." Pouncestrike mewed.

"Alright, turn around," Pouncestrike said clinically. "I need my cock to be wet and lubricated for this to work, so..." The warrior slumped onto the ground and rolled onto his back, exposing his erect cock.

"What?" Flowerpaw asked.

"If you want this to be easy, you need to suck my cock," Pouncestrike said. He jokingly flexed and made his cock bounce on and off his stomach.

Flowerpaw gulped with fear as the reality of losing her virginity was closing in. She straddled Pouncestrike and looked down at the huge, red, barbed cock of her mentor. She marveled that it was so large and wondered how the other females managed to take such a thing into their bodies. Pouncestrike laughed when Flowerpaw lowered her head and her fur brushed against the inside of Pouncestrike's legs. Gently, Flowerpaw encased the huge dripping cock with her muzzle, feeling the warm flesh against her tongue. With it there, she rolled her tongue around it and felt the tickle of the barbs and the saltiness of the precum as it leaked from his cock, which she licked up with her tongue.

Pouncestrike let out a groan of pleasure and approval as his apprentice started to bob her head up and down along his shaft. The ground rumbled with the deep bass of Pouncestrike's purring growl, "I didn't think you would be such a natural at this."

Flowerpaw released her mentor's bulging cock and a pouring of her saliva streamed out of her mouth. "Thanks, Pouncestrike, I didn't know I would be either."

Flowerpaw tried to steady her muzzle's hold on his cock while every movement she made caused her mentor to stiffen his hindquarters and flex his cock further into his apprentice's mouth. Her mentor's groin was warm and when her muzzle's grip was its tightest, she could feel the blood pulsing through the sizable shaft. Pouncestrike was letting out short grunts of pleasure at this oral treatment by Flowerpaw.

"Are you going to be able to save yourself for the rest of me? Or is one end enough for you?" Flowerpaw mewed teasingly, flashing him her tight pussy.

Flowerpaw secretly hoped that she would be able to make Pouncestrike cum before the warrior decided to mount her, hoping to delay the taking of her virginity for a little while.

"Give me a little more time with this," Pouncestrike smiled. His eyes were closed as if he had felt the ultimate pleasure "If you were older you would know how long it takes before I lose it."

This comment made Flowerpaw's efforts double. Her tongue pressed harder and her lips slid across the skin faster, she even made her licking noises louder in an attempt to set her mentor off. But it was no use. Pouncestrike laid his paw down on Flowerpaw's head, playfully tussled her fur, and said:

"I think we're ready."

Flowerpaw's pussy tightened at these words. She watched her mentor push himself off of the ground, his cock dripping and swinging as it hung fully erect, engorged and dripping with arousal. Its sheath now looked dwarfed at the end of the barbed and crimson shaft as if it needed no covering at all. Flowerpaw had never looked at a cock the way she was now. As a kit, she had stared at all of the other warrior's cocks in awe, but she had grown out of that and now stood preparing to welcome one into her body. It looked strong, powerful and intimidating, a far cry from the red nub that she might glimpse when one of the other toms were on their backs. Behind it, Pouncestrike's balls hung loosely down between his legs, stretching the fur-covered skin that allowed them swing freely.

Pouncestrike didn't say any more words but he said enough by indicating with his paws for her to turn around. Flowerpaw did just that, lowering her upper body so that her hindquarters were displayed, her tail raised stiffly into the air and her pussy trying to relax. Her pussy felt dry and tight, not ready to take that huge cock into it. And then something caused it to grow wet. Flowerpaw felt her mentor's tongue enter her pussy and the drool that Pouncestrike allowed to drip from his mouth down to her pussy was arousing her. Pouncestrike continued to lick and suck at his young apprentice's pussy, as she steadily grew hornier and her pussy grew wetter and wetter.

Then Pouncestrike stopped the oral treatment. One paw jumped to Flowerpaw's back, claws just barely protruding for grip and as Pouncestrike backed his muzzle away from Flowerpaw's pussy, the other paw grabbed the other side. Pouncestrike used his apprentice to push himself up and assume the position. Flowerpaw shut her eyes, intensely nervous, as she could feel the warmth of his huge cock hovering just outside her pussy.

Slowly, Pouncestrike pressed his cock into his apprentice's pussy. Flowerpaw winced at the lump of flesh that pushed in so far into her body. She wasn't used to the feeling of her pussy being spread so wide. Tears welled up around her eyes and yet she began to get more and more aroused as Pouncestrike continued. Pouncestrike began to withdraw but pressed in again with more vigor. As he pulled out again Flowerpaw started dripping so much that it landed on the ground of the Mating Hallow. Inklings of precum dribbled out from the tip of Pouncestrike's cock and fell to the ground.

"Oh, I love how tight virgins are" Pouncestrike mewed with obvious pleasure in his voice.

Flowerpaw's pussy had numbed at this point from the full force of Pouncestrike pounding into her. She could feel her mentor's sheath rub against the fur around her pussy and the beginning of her tailhole. She could feel his cock reach far into her body, pressing against her pleasure spot and making her drip with arousal. Every so often, Pouncestrike would pause and Flowerpaw would feel his spit drop onto her hindquarters. She knew it was warm, but compared to the heat generated from their vigorous friction it sent a cool chill up her back. It provided a sweet relief as Pouncestrike slid with greater ease in and out of her. Flowerpaw gripped the ground with her claws, forming small crevices in the sand. Her expression was a nervous grimace and her eyes were shut but the new pleasure this pain provided could not be matched.

Neither apprentice nor mentor spoke words to each other. Instead, they communicated through each other's growls and soft mews. Pouncestrike secured his position on top with his claws latched into his apprentice's shoulders, pulling the skin back and providing just enough hold to get a good grip.

At once, the warrior let out a surprised growl and removed himself quickly from Flowerpaw's now tight, pink, dripping pussy. He hung his head and took in several deep breaths. Flowerpaw, wondering what was stopping her pleasure, looked to see Pouncestrike's cock throbbing, just on the verge of releasing his load. Small bits of cum leaked out as Pouncestrike tried desperately to calm himself back down. After several more deep breaths, the warrior climbed off his apprentice and said:

"On your back."

Flowerpaw complied. Her pussy was shrinking back to its original size, but Pouncestrike's cock remained just as stiff as before and when he rolled onto his back it made an audible smack against his soft stomach.

Pouncestrike walked back towards the young apprentice and forcefully grabbed Flowerpaw's haunches, lifted her tail up to his muzzle and ran his tongue along her pussy to the bottom of her tailhole. He then dropped Flowerpaw slightly and pulled his apprentice back to his cock. Now, with Flowerpaw on the ground and her tail-end up off the ground, Pouncestrike slid his cock back into Flowerpaw's still wet pussy.

Pouncestrike pressed into Flowerpaw again and now he was deeper than ever before and the tip of his cock ran across the top of her pussy. Pouncestrike could hardly contain the stimulation and precum leaked out and down his solid shaft.

Flowerpaw tilted her head back against the floor and let out a huge purr of pleasure. She was about to cum for the first time ever.

Pouncestrike was pounding at full force, thrusting himself balls deep into his apprentice, who could only bite her lip from the pain and ecstasy of it all. His muscles were visible through his fur-covered skin, the lines on his shoulders rippling as Flowerpaw pressed against the cock that was deep in her pussy and Pouncestrike held on to his apprentice. Small growls were exchanged between the two, expressing their shared desire to release their cum from the torment of holding it back.

Pouncestrike grunted as he pushed his hips up against her's, making sure to get balls-deep inside of her with each thrust. His cock as it rubbed against her tight walls, and with each thrust into her tight heat, and he groaned as her pussy clenched around him. Flowerpaw screamed as she came for a second time, her legs shaking from overstimulation. Her pussy constricted around his shaft, trying to coax the seed from his cock.

Pouncestrike grunted as Flowerpaw's core clenched tightly around him and convulsed with its muscles left quivering around him, his cock throbbing as he fucked her. The warrior gripped her hips closer and began humping her frantically as he sought his own release. His balls slapped against her, large and heavy, promising a potent load of sperm. At last his pace faltered and he grunted, stopping completely as he pushed as far into her as he could go, pressing the tip of his cock to her cervix, before continuing to thrust in and out of her tight hole.

"Pouncestrike," Flowerpaw mewed, as her pussy pulsated with an eagerness to indulge in her release. "Pouncestrike, cum in my pussy. Please. I... I can't take any more."

Without hesitation, Pouncestrike obeyed his apprentice's wishes and pushed deep inside of Flowerpaw. He drew her even closer and pressed his cock deep inside of her pussy and started to thrust. His cock was sliding along, feeling the slick skin of his apprentice's pussy. The cats were simultaneously thrusting their hips, trying to increase an already wonderful sensation. Then, they both exploded, yowling with ecstasy as Flowerpaw had her first orgasm, her gaze distant as she felt the fires of pleasure spread through her. Pouncestrike moaned as he pushed his hips up against her, making sure to get balls-deep as he let go of his load. His cock twitched with each spurt of cum that he shot into her, his tip pressed firmly against her cervix. Flowerpaw's pussy constricted around him, milking the seed from his cock.

They both laid there on the ground, sighing and enjoying the afterglow of great mating.