Average
Sometimes, average is absolutely perfect, and an elegant young cheetah lass helps another student at college learn this fact for himself.
Rated adult because it contains sexual acts between consenting college-age adults and frank discussions of sex.
It just occurred to me that this story is the one before the one before "Crossing", which I never finished and I may well delete. (I was in a very dark place when I wrote "Crossing", and "Website", the prequel to it, and while I stand by my work I reserve the right not to want it kicking around any more.)
It was all too wonderful, all too overwhelming. His girlfriend's warm, slick vagina squeezed tightly around the erection he thrust into her in rapid little jabs as she pushed back against him encouragingly, trying to match his rhythm. He struggled to find her lips, to kiss her firmly as he felt his orgasm approach, but he just couldn't, there wasn't time and his body seemed to fight against his own volition. Shuddering, spasming, hips clenching tightly to press himself still further in, he came in a short series of thin bursts before collapsing, spent, upon her.
It was several seconds before either of them could do more than pant.
"Mmm," she said as a smile spread slowly across her face. "Mmm. That was good, honey." Lazily she reached out a paw, placed it on the back of his neck and stroked downward.
Still panting, he lifted his head and looked down at her. "It was?... Did you... did you cum?"
Another smile. "No, sweetie, Ah didn't. But that's okay... really, it is."
His cock was softening again inside her, beginning to retreat back into his sheath. His wet flesh and hers slid lightly against one another for a moment before he shifted position, trailing fluids over her upper thigh. "Did I do something wrong? Was there something you'd've liked me to do?"
"Y'all did nothin' wrong, sweetie. And y'all did exactly what Ah liked: ye put your nice cock into mah pussy and fucked me 'til you came." Her free paw found his cheek and she grinned, eyes twinkling. "Mmm. Ye were pretty quick, though... y'all must've been pretty pent up.
"Now, honey, what's that frown for? Didn't y'all have a good time?"
He began to slip off her, to sit on the side of the bed that stood in the corner of the small dorm room. Clothes were scattered around the floor, cast away in the abandon of their earlier passion. A few feet away, on the desk, his computer's screens blinked at him steadily with the lazy pattern of a screensaver; they were the main source of illumination, other than a few LEDs and what of the street light outside trickled through the window blinds. "Yeah... Yes, I did."
"Y'all don't seem very convinced of that." She had moved to kneel easily beside him, slender cheetah's body folding lightly into place.
"Well... it's just... I didn't get you to cum," he said, casting only a glance at her, just long enough to see her face. "And..."
She waited a few seconds for more, but none seemed forthcoming. "And...?"
"And... And... Wasn't I big enough? To make you cum, I mean? I know I didn't last very long, and I'm really sorry, you know, I tried, I tried really hard to hold off, I just couldn't, you felt so good and ---"
Whatever else he was about to say, she stopped with a touch of a finger to his lips followed by a kiss. He felt her move, sliding, slithering right next to him again. That svelte, taut body pressed up against his rather chubbier one. Not overweight, just... not slim, he thought. Just... average._The scent of her filled his head, fresh scent of her beyond what now lay rubbed into her bed and what was coming from her clothing, beyond the shared redolence of their lovemaking. _No... she called it a 'fuck'... I guess I wasn't good enough for anything else. When he felt her pull away from the kiss, he opened his eyes, and she was looking straight at him.
"Honey, you and Ah have got to have a talk," she said, gently but firmly. His heart plummeted, and it must have shown in his face. "Now, before y'all go leapin' to conclusions about anythin', jest stop right there. Y'all ain't gonna 'lose me' over somethin' as simple as this, so stop yer worryin', 'kay?" Another kiss warmed his lips; a petite pawhand pressed on the centre of his chest, rubbing away the ache that had begun to form there. "There... there y'are. Much better, sweetie. Much better."
"But ---"
"But me no buts. Look, honey... y'all got a bee in yer bonnet. Ah'm guessin' y'all have a hive in there, ne'mind jest the one li'l bee. See, sex ain't something to get all het up about, it's somethin' to enjoy. So y'all didn't get me to cum; so what? D'y'all see me gettin' all wrinkly 'bout it?"
"No. But ---"
"Now, what did Ah just say 'bout buts?"
He couldn't help it. A little grin lifted the corner of his lips. "That you liked to squeeze 'em?"
"No, Ah --- well, yeah, all right, Ah do like to squeeze a nice butt, 'specially on a guy as cute as you. And yes, honey, y'all are cute... y'all have a lovely smile and those blue eyes and... Oh, now, c'm'on, honey, don' look like that."
"I don't feel cute. I... I look at all the other guys and they're way better looking than I am. They're thin, they're toned -"
"- and most of 'em are jerks with baseballs where their brains ought ter be. Now Ah ain't sayin' Ah never fell for a purty face and a nice big dick --- oh, now what? Are y'all worryin' 'bout that little thing again?"
Her tone was still kind, but in and among were undertones of frustration and slight annoyance. But her words sparked equal frustration in him. "That's right, that little thing," he replied with a bit of a snarl. His ears went back, displaying the white spot on their rear. "That _little thing_between my legs that didn't make you cum, that went off too soon... I know I'm not Jeremy or Cliff or Asubo," he ran on, determined to get his say in, "I know it's only little, I know it doesn't work right ---" At the expression on her face he felt all his courage drain away and he slumped, turning back to face the room, leaning his forearms on his legs.
"If y'all're gonna keep comparin' yerself to others, honey, we might as well call it quits right here.
"Is that what you want?"
He forced himself to reply. "No."
"Good, honey, 'cause neither do Ah. Ah really like ye, sweetie, though y'all've got some purty messed-up ideas in that fluffy noggin o' yours. Ah don't say Ah love y'all, not yet... though y'all know why. And a couple o' them names you jest named are reasons why."
Silence, broken only by the skittering of a couple of his hard drives seeking and writing.
"Now, listen, honey, 'n listen good. Th'only person worried about the size of your male-meat is you. Did it get all hard and slide into mah pussy? It surely did. Did it feel good inside mah pussy while y'all was fuckin' me? Absolutely, honest to God and all His angels here, there and everywhere, it felt fantastic." She turned his head to face hers; he was so shocked at the strength in those slender arms that it turned almost without him noticing. "Was Ah thinkin' 'bout any o' them douchebags while y'all was in mah box? No. No, no, no Ah was not. Ah was thinkin' bout you, honey. You, Caleb Matterson, not anybody else.
"Now, Ah reckon Ah understand. Jes' nod if'n y'all agree. Y'all are a bit shy, a bit reserved, awkward with that big body o' yours in the middle of all these 'perfect specimens'?" Nod. "Y'all been watchin' too much porn - ah, ah, Ah said nod, honey, not speak. Y'all been watchin' too much porn, an' the only friend you've had is yer own right paw?" A slow nod, pink spreading up his face and into his ears; entirely covered with fur, the change in colour was invisible but he knew she could see. "Y'all are worried 'cause y'all're far from mah first, and Ah'm your absolute first, so y'all wanted to 'do it right'... show me y'all knew 'how to treat a lady'?" A few little nods, shy and awkward.
"That's what all Ah thought. Well, let me tell y'all... Honey... Oh, there ain't no easy way to say this. Y'all're worryin' 'bout the biggest pile o' bullcrap in history. You let yerself get all wraxed up by things that jes' don' matter a damn. Y'all've gone and bought into a set o' values that y'all can never reach. An' Ah know why y'all wanted to try t'impress me, but really, honey, y'all don't have to. Ah don't want ye to... Ah jes' want ye to be yourself.
"And before y'all say another word... that pecker in your pants is jes' fine, honey. There really ain't no shame in bein' average. Did it feel good inside me?"
He smiled. "Yes... fuck... it felt incredible. So warm and... mff... slick, and... oh God, Abigail, it --- aaah!" One of her hands had slid down and curled around his erection, the erection he hadn't even realised he was sporting. I used to obsess and cherish every one, and now I didn't even notice I got hard! Again!...
A wicked little grin shone on her face as the cheetah girl scooched forward, nuzzling their soft noses together and easing herself into his lap. "Gettin' good at sex, it's like ev'r'thin' else, sweetheart... jes' takes practice. Now, then, why don' we help you get a li'l better? Jest you lie right back here, honey, an' think o' New England clam chowder."