Knowing these girls, probably not.

As the sun started to peek over the horizon and flood the forest with rays, the two women and their diminutive steed rushed through the underbrush. While Hilda had ridden her steeds naked on many previous misadventures, riding bareback on a squirrel was not something she'd ever done before. And the strange thing (or not so strange thing if you've read any of Hilda's other stories before) was that it felt nice. More than nice, it felt... stimulating.

As they rushed along the ground, weaving between fallen branches and foliage, Hilda's mind lay in the quagmire of sensation on her body. The soft fuzz nuzzling her thighs, feet, butt, and vagina made it hard to focus on where she was going. It felt better than even the finest wool she'd ever worn, and it was barely covering her at all. Her butt cheeks squirmed as she tried to escape the horny feelings welling up inside of her, but this was Hilda, so that didn't last long.

Tina noticed her mother was grunting and gritting her teeth and a look of worry crossed her face. "Mom... are you okay?"

"I-I'm... j-jussst fine," Tears started to well up in Hilda's eyes, and her toes curled in anguish. It didn't take more than that for Tina to realize what was going on; it was just like her mother to start creaming herself from the touch of soft fur on her intimate areas. Though, now that she thought about it, the hide on their companion was unusually soft. Maybe it was due to having been without clothes for several days now, but the sensation of such a material touching her bare body was surprisingly soothing. The perfect combination of softness and sharpness managed to stimulate her in the most perfect way.

"M-mother?" Tina asked, resisting the urge to start pleasuring herself right there. "I'm, uh... a little sore. Can... can we, uh..."

Without hesitation, Hilda pulled at the fur on their steed's neck, bringing him to a stop at the bank of a river. As the squirrel looked around, confused, the two riders leaped off of his back and ran into the water, hoping to soothe their urges before it was too late. As they waded into the water, only making it a few feet from shore before they were almost submerged, both women felt the erotic burning in their nether regions subside.

As they both let out sighs of relief, they suddenly realized what they had nearly done, and their faces flushed red. "Um... that wasn't..." Tina stammered.

"Oh, no, of course not," Hilda replied. "I mean, who would?"

"Certainly not us."

"And even if we did..."

"Not that easily, no."

Both women floated in awkward silence for a moment, not making eye contact, before Tina said in barely a whisper, "Of course, it's not so shameful."

"R-right!" Hilda answered. "It just wasn't timely, that's all."

"If we were to do that, there'd be nothing wrong."

"Yes. After all, there's no one here to shame by doing it."

"And we're proper nobles, are we not? There's nothing wrong if we say so, right?"

"Quite so... not that I'd want to do it now, though."

"Oh, no, certainly not. Even if it felt..."

"...so..."

"...good."

Both mother and daughter looked at one another for what felt like an eternity, realizing what they had to do. Wasting no more time, they turned from one another and swam for opposite ends of the shore. Hilda sequestered herself in a small crevice between a few rocks, still damp from the flow of the river, while Tina climbed under a log poking out of the ground on the riverbank. Once they were out of sight of one another, they completely let themselves go.

The pent-up frustration of the past several days was finally released as the two tiny women pleasured themselves ceaselessly. Hilda furiously swirled her fingers over her clit, giving into the carnal pleasure like she'd done so many times before. It almost surprised her how easily she came, but she wasn't quite thinking about that as her juices flowed out of her. The feeling of the fur against her body still lingered at the forefront of her mind, and it was driving her mad with lust.

Tina was having a similarly rabid time touching herself, letting her sex overflow onto the ground beneath her. It wasn't much considering the current size of her vagina, but that didn't make it feel any worse. However, the first time she finished, it dawned on her how quickly it had happened. She'd barely lasted a minute before cumming; that wasn't like her at all. Was it because she was so small? Had that made her more sensitive?

Tina tried to stand up, but her legs were still recovering and were shaking too much to support her. She fell against the side of the log, gripping the wood to keep herself upright. Her pussy was still screaming at her for pleasure, and she was struggling to ignore its cries. She had to get up; it wouldn't do them any good to linger for too long.

Little did she know how right she was...