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"Oh, puh-lease!" he teased, a smug grin covering half his face. "I'm telling you," continued the green folf, "if you want to get me off, you need to jerk it." With that, he pulled on his left ankle restraint, his mighty footpaw curling - all for the sake of showing off his admittedly impressive musculature.

The rose-colored panther wasn't having it. "Baby," she began, grasping the folf's incipient erection in her meaty handpaw. "I'm really warning you - you're gonna lose this bet." The felid pulled up close to her mate so that her footpaws were tucked under her, her face next to the folf's thigh, paw still gripping his manhood. "And you're gonna treat us to a nice, scrumptions dinner tonight ..."

"Hun, never in all my years have I heard of a guy who can cum without getting pawed or without fucking something," explained the burly lupine-vulpine, observing his length grow as a drop of precum formed at the tip from his girlfriend's touch.

She giggled in response and began stroking the skin around his massive dick, prompting the drop at the tip to detach and mingle into his foreskin. "So, let me get this straight," she said with a faux, coy smile. "This is what you need to jizz, huh?" Her handjob had progressed to a medium-paced, slick massage - before making him lose the bet, the girl was going to toy with him first.

"Ugh, oh, God," he started, huffing from the pleasure. "Ye--Yeah, that's good." The hunk bit his lower lip and laid his head back, enjoying the penile pleasure - she always was great at handjobs, demonstrating a perfect technique every time by holding the exaggerated girth of his now fully erect member by the base with one paw, the other paw stroking his glistening, precum-soaked shaft.

"Oooohh ... Guess someone's enjoying it, huh?" commented the girl, glancing down at the hybrid's twirling toes with a salacious glint in her eye as another crystal-clear glob of precum leaked from his yearning piss slit and trailed down her teasing extremity in a viscous, creeping motion.

The beast grunted in response as his arousal increased and his engorged phallus twitched, the glans of his manhood swelling in anticipation of release. "Oh, babe ..." he managed to groan out, fighting the pleasure. "I'm close," he said, clearing his gravelly voiced throat and clenching his massive buttocks. "I thought you wanted to get me off without stroking ..."

"Oh, I will," she declared confidently, working her palm into the whole length of his virility as he settled into the stimulation with another flex of his ham-like paws. "I just need to get you hot and bothered," said the panther with a deliberate stroke over his ballooning cockhead, prompting his ass to shiver from the sensations.

"I'm pretty hot and bothered as it is, babe," he said, a deep breath leaving his nostrils, briefly glancing down at his monstrous erection as each stroke brought him closer to ejaculation. The brawny folf felt his scrotum quiver and pull into his pelvis - another guttural groan left his throat as he sank into the mattress, ready for the pleasure of orgasm to seize him.

Noticing his receding ballsack, she knew his climax was right around the corner - a few more strokes and he'd start pumping out satisfying ropes all the while his buttocks thrusted rhythmically into her paw in tandem with his pleasurable spurts.

But that wasn't happening today - on the last stroke before he was tipped over the edge, her paw came to the base of his carnal desire and stayed there, refusing to make him orgasm. "Hey!" came the deep protest, his musculature flexing as his pelvis tried to push into her grip to coax his cock to ejaculate. "Don't stop! I was gonna - fuck!" He cursed as he realized the buildup was gone, the headboard behind him groaning and creaking, visibly bending from his tugging.

"D'aw, wassa matter?" she started, taking a dollop of precum in between her index finger and thumb from his throbbing, denied erection. "You know, for such a tough guy, you don't really last long, do ya?" teased the panther, her whisker twitching as she licked the sticky fluid off her finger, her digit drawing a path down her muzzle and chin in a coquettish motion.

"Will you quit it?" he demanded, testing his leg restraints now, his fleshy toes bending backwards as he applied force. "Look, either make me cum or show me what you wanted, but quit the mind games, babe!" said the folf, his struggling body making his erection swing around erratically, depositing wayward drops of precum on the bedsheets.

"Oh, don't you worry," she started, reaching under the bed with an outstretched arm, otherwise keeping her cocky posture. "Cum you will," continued the frisky felid, pulling out a bulky object she had hidden there previously - to his dismay, a hypnotic, buzzing sound came from it as a long-nailed finger coaxed it to come to life.

"Are you kidding me right now?" he said, his voice a quarter-octave lower. "Uh, this was about you trying to get _me_off, not you cumming with a vibe!" His eyes bore holes into her, prompting a flirtatious smile from the girl.

"Oh," she said with an exaggerated roll of the eyes. "You think this is for me?" The pretty panther brought the pulsing head of the massager down to her panties, gripping it tightly with both paws, where here clit was under the diaphanous fabric and moaned with a wide, closed-eyed smile. "No," she said with a half-open eye, her pupil visibly dilating behind her mild eyeshadow. "This is actually for you!"

She cruelly cut short her own stimulation and went straight to business - grasping his cock by the base to hold it rigidly still, the vibrating end of the device was wedged into his frenulum. "Hey, wh--ohhhh..." His genitals betrayed him as his entire pelvis hummed and buzzed in tandem with the massager, the sensations behind the base of his head sending rapid-fire jolts of sexual energy down his shaft deep into his groin.

"Mmmm, what's wrong?" came the feline tease, noticing the old boy's toes flexing involuntarily from the pleasant, deep accumulation of erotic fire. "Hmmm," she continued, the folf's glans a light blur as it quivered in synch with the bulbous head. "Looks like someone may splurge soon ..." teased the girl as she got up close to the beefy hybrid's ear, careful to keep the massager positioned. "And I'm not even stroking you," she said, licking the captive giant's lobe.

The green hunk huffed, summoning as much bravado as he could. "Oh, don't be ridiculous," he started as he glanced down at his vibrating cock, his erratic breathing giving away his arousal. "I'm just n--not used to these weird feelings, th--that's all," he stammered, realizing that he may be on the losing side of the bet, after all.

"Is that right?" asked the panther, swirling and working the head of the massager into his frenulum. "I think you're just trying to pretend," she said with a singsongy cadence. "Come on," she cajoled, a drop of precum emerging from his piss slit jiggling wildly under the vibrations, "I know you wanna shoot a nice, thick load for me."

He looked down at his phallus again - the vibrating shaft, the dancing glob of precum on his tip, the bolts of pleasure going deep into his pelvis, his girlfriend's teasing, all were conspiring to bring him to the most intense orgasm of his life.

"You know you can't stop it ..." she said, knowing that the folf's orgasm was imminent, his cockhead visibly swelling as his excitation grew. "Don't fight it. It's just one dinner," teased the pink panther as she observed her mate's toes curl up - he always did this on the brink of ejaculation. "Think of how good it'll feel to let loose ... Come on, folfy ..."

That was it. Whenever she called him "folfy", that turned him on massively, and to his pleasurable dismay, he found that his sustained muscle flex was only making his arousal grow. She giggled as she saw the green folf about to cross the point of no return. He let out a low-pitched, visceral growl, feeling like his manhood was on fire.

The buildup was different - while fucking or while being pawed, the orgasm came like a deep, rolling wave. Extremely pleasant, but nothing quite like this ... With the vibrator, it felt like something was reaching down into his groin, into his very soul, to pull out the most intense spurts of jizz possible.

As a last-ditch effort before shooting, he started hyperventilating, prompting his mate to giggle. When his balls tucked into his pelvis and the cum started to pool in the base of his cock, his willpower finally succumbed - groaning rhythmically as the fire in his pelvis grew to impossible, scorching heights, he crossed the point of no return, and everything stood still for a split second.

He saw colorful stars and flashing images behind closed eyes as his luscious seed burst forth from its meaty prison, his entire groin and lower tummy ravaged by the delicious, sweet pleasure of ejaculation. Another white, tube-like eruption exited his piss slit at incredible velocity as the boy howled in satisfaction, the sticky liquid coating the bedroom ceiling.

The vibrator coaxed spurt after spurt of lovely folf juice out of his system, each rhythmic gush representing a bill of a different denomination that he'd lose tonight to dinner. His climax finally came to an end as his shaft bore down one last time, a solitary glob of spunk trickling down his head and onto the vibrator.

As the boy let out a defeated yet relieved sigh of satisfaction, the panther withdrew the vibrator and stretched her arms out in a victorious pose. "Yay!" she said in a celebratory yet goading tone. "Toldya I could make you cum without stroking ..."

"Yeah, yeah," he said. "It was my first time, all right? I got a little overwhelmed, that's all," the folf tried to explain while he tried to catch his breath, the meager excuse obviously fooling no one.

"Well, a bet's a bet," she said, "and you're gonna treat us to some fine food tonight ..." Giggling, she unlocked her phone and started looking for the most expensive restaurants in town while the folf rolled his eyes.