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Winter Break

Part 4

Sneak Peek

After that cum puddle was cleaned, and Levi had regained enough strength in his thighs to move again, both him and Terry left to the kitchen. Terry dove into the dishes and Levi got a pot of coffee going before joining him.

“So you can wash dishes after getting your back blown out,” Terry teased as he started washing the dishes, only to realize that Levi didn’t know where any of them went. They switched sides of the sink so the snow leopard could continue washing while he dried and put away.

“I guess I just needed to be domesticated the right way,” Levi shrugged, happily scrubbing the glassware as Joey had the football game blaring in the living room. “I don’t know why, but the very thought of him in there sipping his beer and just waiting for his dick to get hard again to whistle one of us over is kind of—Mmmfff!—hot as fuck.”

“I had no idea you liked being pinned down so much,” Terry smirked. “You always seemed like the guy no man could tame.”

“You think Joey is taming me because he can, or because I want him to,” Levi cocked a brow.

Terry looked over the snow leopard, his toned body showing light muscle and shallow abdominals. His curvy hips accented by his round, sculpted butt. The cougar’s eyes lifted to look the snow leopard in the eye before he gave a little shrug.

“Little column A and a little column B,” Terry smirked. “I had no idea you liked this kind of thing.”

“I had no idea that you did either,” Levi splashed some dishes and scrubbed away some old crumbs on a dish. “Always thought you two had a sickening lovey-dovey kind of relationship.”

“I guess when we both grew up in our conservative homes we picked up on some of the ideas. Those don’t just go away.”

“Yeah, like Kam and nuns,” Levi rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah, Kam is into nuns from being in catholic school.”

“Excuse me?” Terry’s eyes went wide.

“Yeah, he had me dress as a nun once, took the ruler out of my hand and smacked my ass as we scissored on the couch.” With that lewd thought he handed Terry a dish and continued. “I didn’t think I could wear all that frumpy black and get anyone off. There’s all kinds I guess.”

Terry was still speechless. He had forgotten for a moment that “wife number two” wasn’t just a horny housewife for his husband, but Levi. The sexiest and kinkiest mother fucker the cougar had ever met.

“So, how does our husband like to be treated?” Levi asked as he handed Terry another dish, the cougar needing to juggle it with the last one as he dried them off.

“Oh goodness,” Terry chuckled. “I hadn’t realized how much of my heat really made those thoughts second nature. I feel like I need to think about it now.”

“Do you? Or are you just embarrassed?” Levi smirked. “Can’t hide behind the pure and loving husband act when you’re really just as big a sex deviant as I am.” Levi flicked his sudsy fingers at the naked cougar.

Terry blushed before taking a deep breath and relaxing himself. He needed to set his feelings aside for a bit. Levi needed help with his heat. Even now the warmth of his smell was tickling the cougar’s nose. It didn’t hit him as hard as his own hit everyone else, having a pussy didn’t make him very susceptible to heat pheromones, but he knew Levi would need another good dicking soon.

“Okay, so, um…Joey likes it when you play with his neck and ears, though that’s more when we’re being intimate.”

“Uh huh?” Levi smirked. “Go on? Any other big things?”

“I mean…he has a breeding kink,” Terry smirked, trying to put his cool fingers on the back of his neck to abate his blush. “He cums harder with the idea he’s making a baby and starting a family.”

“Oh, I can work with that,” Levi smirked. “Got my pills in order so no condoms and I can prey on the tiger’s desire to knock you up. I got a few ideas in mind.”

“Already?” Terry smiled. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.”

“What do you mean by that Terr-Bear?” Levi joked.

“I bet your heat keeps you sharp on how to please a man,” Terry said without missing a beat. “I bet you’ve already thought of a way to milk him until the third quarter.”

“Yeah, I do,” Levi smirked. “I hope his team plays poorly. Nothing’s hotter than an arrogant man yelling at a team from the couch. I get sopping for Caleb when he’s like that. It’s the only time he gets all riled up outside of heat.”

“Oh, I get it,” Terry smirked. “You want him to take that energy he can’t throw at the team and throw it at you.”

“You got it,” Levi smirked. “Did his team win last week?”

“They lost by twenty one points,” Terry smirked, covering his giggle. “He doesn’t get too mad about it, but maybe just give him a nudge in the right direction. Joey gets off when his partner does, so as long as you keep letting him know how hard he needs to play the part, he’ll keep pushing it.”

“Oh? How far has he pushed you before?” Levi cocked a brow.

“He and I—” Terry paused as a deep blush bloomed over his face. The darkest they got was…well, it was dark for him. It was last weekend when Terry was kind of feeling it and Joey was a little exhausted from fucking in the morning. Joey was frustrated about something from work he had to pull in from the week to do over the weekend and it was really troubling him. He was at his desk doing work, balancing spreadsheets and the like, so…Terry did what any good husband would do and slipped under his desk.

“Babe, I don’t have time to focus on you—”

“Then don’t,” Terry purred, pulling the tiger’s soft cock out, filling the space under the desk with his musk.

“Babe, I don’t know. Will you even enjoy it down there—Oh…”

Terry just took Joey’s cock into his muzzle and suckled on it for a few moments before letting the half hard shaft flop from his maw.

“Don’t worry about me big daddy,” Terry purred. “I’m just here for you. What do you want?”

“I want to finish this report so I can fuck you silly,” Joey huffed. “But my boss dumped this on me at the last second.”

“What if you imagined I’m your boss?” Terry suggested, the twitch from Joey’s dick only making the cougar smirk. “Oh, that got a reaction.”

Without another word Terry took that stiffy and sucked it down into his throat. A light growl rumbling from his husband above, his foot paws grinding onto the floor. Terry started to bob, sucking that shaft and slicking it with his skills. The occasional growl rumbled from Joey as he started to grind into that muzzle, his pencil scratching angrily across the spreadsheets and his fingers clacking his calculator.

“Fuck yeah you…” Joey’s words faded off, but Terry wouldn’t have it.

“Joey, you don’t need to hold back. I can take it. Just let the words fly. Imagine I’m actually your boss.”

“R-really?”

Terry’s response was to bob up and down on his shaft.

“E-even if I get a bit rough?” Joey seemed unsure, but Terry smiled before bobbing down, taking that shaft into his throat. “Oh fuck…”

Terry kept on that shaft for a bit before Joey shifted his stance.

“You think this is fucking funny? You saddling me with this work when I got a wife at home and a baby on the way?” Joey got into the fantasy, his cock throbbing, getting thicker as the play fueled his libido. “You think you can get away with this!”

Terry gagged as Joey gripped his hair and pulled him back into his crotch, that cock throbbing in his gullet, but he just pressed forward, grinding his nose into the musky pubes of his husband, reassuring him this was fine.

“Fuck yeah, suck my cock you bitch,” Joey swore, his cock throbbing at letting his dark thoughts bubble out. “Gag on this cock you fucking asshole!”

Joey’s claws dug into Terry’s scalp a bit, forcing him to grind and work that dick deep in his throat, the salty cum snot gargling in his gullet.

“You think you can take me away from my family? You think you can take my time? Do I need to remind you I’m on the fast track here and I’m going to fuck you over your desk before the end of the year? I’m gunning for your job, and I’m going to fucking take it from you, and you’re going to thank me for the nut I fuck into you, you fucking bitch!”

Joey’s dirty talk was a bit rough, but the message came across, and Terry purposefully gulped on the word ‘gag’ to let Joey know he was into it, the cougar fingering himself beneath that desk and making a small puddle. Joey gripped his skull and fucked deep into it, that throat bulging with his massive shlong before he shot a thick load deep into Terry.

“Oh god babe! Fuck,” Joey yanked Terry off his cock as he rolled out from his desk. “Are you okay? I know I got a little rough there—“

Terry pounced his man and rode his dick until he got another hot load inside him, the cougar feeling dirty and delicious.

“Terry?” Levi snapped his fingers. “Terry to ground control?”

“Oh—” Terry shook his head, mentally slapping himself to focus up. “Yeah, yeah, I’m good. He can get um…pretty dominant if you let him.”

“Okay, put a pin in that, will return to, but is there anything else I should—”

The snow leopard was cut off by the sound of a loud, ear splitting whistle. Joey was hard again, and he needed his wives to do their duty to their husband.

“G-Go ahead,” Terry stammered out. “I’ll get the coffee when it’s ready.”

“Trusting me with your man, are we? We really are besties.”

“I’m trusting your heat in his hands,” Terry corrected. Levi purred and practically skipped into the living room , snagging a fresh beer from the fridge on the way.

“Wait,” Joey put his hand up when Levi entered the room. The snow leopard looked at the tiger, naked on the couch, his bare ass sinking into the cushions as he slouched and watched the game. “Don’t block the view.”

With that, Joey’s eyes locked with Levi’s, that tiger’s emerald orbs narrowed just enough to really show he liked telling Levi what to do. After their last fuck session Levi did say that Joey was being a bit light-handed with the sexism play, so now the tiger was much more confident in pushing the envelope.

Joey placed the now empty beer bottle on the side table and gave Levi a little nod up to approach as the game cut to a commercial. Levi purred, his pussy drooling with his heat, and his eyes landing on the prize between Joey’s legs. He wasn’t fully hard yet, the tiger’s cock resting lazily against his belly button and drooling out his desire. He was definitely on the rise now that there were fresh pheromones pumping through the air, and Levi was about to turn up the heat.

With a flick of Levi’s thumb, the cap of the fresh cold one he had for his “husband” popped off and he handed it to him.

“That’s a good wife. Number one teach you well in your bitch corner?” Joey laid on the sexism thick.

“Bitch corner?” Levi asked with an arched brow before slinking into Joey’s lap, pressing his pussy against the cum vein of the tiger’s shaft and gently grinding down as he leaned into Joey’s neck and gave it a tender kiss and suckle along that jugular. The snow leopard could feel how Joey’s pulse quickened, the way his fur stood on end as he played with his neck. He then dragged the blunt side of his teeth over his neck and then licked his ear before breathing out his next words. “What do you mean by that?”

“The bitch corner,” Joey had to bite his inner cheek to keep focused. Was Levi challenging him for dominance again? Well, we couldn’t have that, now could we. “It’s what I call the kennel that you ladies call the kitchen.”

Joey took a swig from the fresh beer, further flavoring his breath as he gulped back the anxiety of what he just said. It was one of his dad’s old jokes that he resurrected in his vocabulary to keep Levi interested and hot for the role he was playing.

“Oh? Is that so my husband?” Levi huffed into the tiger’s ear, his hot breath making the tiger’s ear twitch and flick as more goosebumps prickled over his flesh. Fuck, Terry did tell him exactly what he liked. Levi’s hand came down to Joey’s that was resting on the arm of the sofa and brought his palm to the snow leopard’s ass cheek. “There ya go. A better resting place for that hand. Warmer too.”

“What if I need the remote?” Joey kept his voice even, but his breathing was getting deeper. He could feel the heat of that pussy dripping over him, slicking it and causing him to go to his iron hard ten inches.

“You can be the master of the remote and me at the same time,” Levi purred into Joey’s ear, taking the remote from the side table. “Need more volume?”

Levi used the brail dots on the buttons to find the volume and the sound of the game coming back on rose, the Tiger’s eyes going wide before he blinked and pulled on the mask again of the sexist husband. His hand gripped Levi’s cheek, the snow leopard mewling as his ass was kneaded and lightly scratched by the tiger’s claws.

“Neat trick,” Joey kept his eyes on the game, a sly grin on his muzzle as he started to grind up into Levi, but the snow leopard pushed down against his grinding, already taking the work off him and making him relax as he continued to purr into Joey’s ear.

“No need to work my heat husband,” Levi mewled. “I got you covered.”

“You got me coated, but not covered,” Joey smirked. “Your heat is soaking my dick. You know you’ll have to clean the couch after this. I expect my wives to keep my castle pristine.”

“Of course husband,” Levi huffed, his clit grinding against that cock head before sliding back down across the bottom of the shaft, grinding together without penetrating. “As a good wife should. And as a good wife number two, I can take on the responsibilities your perfect wife needn’t trouble with.”

“My wives share their duties in equal measure,” Joey didn’t understand exactly what Levi was alluding to, but he decided to play the part and keep it going. “What other duties should I delegate to you that wife number one can’t already tell you to do?”

“You’re the one who decides when we get pregnant,” Levi murred, his hips sliding forward and back and keeping that cock nice and slick. “Isn’t it wife number two’s priority to take on the responsibility of pregnancy to keep wife number one nice and tight for you?”

Joey’s eyes went wide, steam practically shooting out his nostrils as he gripped that ass and bit his lip to keep from moaning. His cock lurched, shooing a thick wad of precum onto his chest, the twitch felt against Levi’s petals all the affirmation he needed to continue.

“You can keep your favorite cougar wife nice and tight, snatched waist, while you have me bear your kids for you. That is, if you want to keep wife number one tight. It’s ultimately up to our husband if you want to rotate our heats.”

Levi spoke like a little devil on Joey’s shoulder, constantly egging him on towards more and more dirty thoughts.

“Just imagine it husband,” Levi purred. “My belly bloating with your and Terry’s child, getting to rear your cubs and then do it all over again and again while still getting to keep number one’s pussy nice and tight. Easy enough, huh?”

“Oh fuck,” Joey moaned his hand gripping Levi’s ass forced him to rock back and forth faster, gliding those pussy lips up and down that shaft until Levi matched pace, never needing Joey to coach him too long before he reached his husband’s desired speed.

“No husband stitch necessary for number one,” Levi purred. “You both get to keep creaming to your heart’s content and I get to be the wife you keep knocking up.”

Levi trembled at that, his pussy dribbling over that dick more and more, his petals a creamy, slick mess as they slid over the big daddy dick. The way his heat tingled in his abdomen was showing he was close to cumming just from the foreplay. Fuck, Levi never got to play as submissive like this with Roman. The big guy was too much of a service top to be too dominant.

“Yeah, you’d like that? Being the one to carry my cubs?” Joey purred.

“It’s not what I want, big daddy,” Levi purred into his ear, his juices dripping down that shaft and balls to fill the air with his heat. “It’s all about what you want.”

“Oh fuck yeah, that’s right bitch,” Joey felt a little bad at calling Levi a bitch, but the way he shuddered, that creamy pussy dribbling over his cock only reassured Joey to take it further. “That’s a good wife right there. You know your place, don’t you? Pumping out babies and keeping my family growing while keeping wife number one nice and tight.”

“Of course husband,” Levi purred, his pussy twitching, his movements slowing a bit as he got closer to popping off. He also made sure to keep his head off to the side to not block the TV so Joey could still enjoy his game. “How’s the game going?”

“Terrible,” Joey huffed. “Just got sacked and the ball was intercepted. Looks like it’s going to be a blowout.”

“Well, that’s not good,” Levi purred, grinding down against that dick, that throbbing member oozing out its own appreciation. “Must make you a little frustrated, huh?”

“Well yeah, it sucks,” Joey cocked a brow. He didn’t know where Levi was taking this.

“You know I’m here for you to let out your frustrations on,” Levi breathed the words into Joey’s neck, tenderly kissing it. “You know, I like it when you shout at the TV and tell them what they’re doing wrong. It almost makes me feel like I need to be here to help sooth ya. Can’t have my husband busting a blood vessel just because his team’s coach doesn’t know shit about how to run a team.”

“Yeah-Yeah,” Joey nodded, catching on and giving Levi’s ass a smack. “You’re going to be a fine wife if you keep this up.” Joey tried to focus on the game, but it was difficult with Levi grinding the ax between them. It was so hot and heavy that it pulled most of his attention, but then the ball fumbled and Joey felt a pang of anger that he would normally quash bloom up. Instead of letting it fade, he reached out to it, the sexual tension souring it with an aggressive need.

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