# Jimmy and the Yeen

Author: TheSignalRemains
Tags: Adult, Alternate Society, Anthro, Bedroom, Biting, Consensual, Cuddling, Explicit, Fucking, Greentext, HMOFA, Heterosexual, Human, Hyena, Interspecies, Kissing, Love, M/F, Mammal, Porn Flick, Snuggles, Straight, Vanilla

A short greentext starring Jimmy and his Hyena wife Yoona, featuring their adventures in the world of amateur pornography.

\>After a long day of volunteer work at local care homes and soup kitchens, Jimmy returns to his house, next door to Alice and anon's place

\>The 21 year old softboy whistles a jaunty tune as he hangs up his keys under the hallway mirror, pausing to check his blond, thick hair, currently pulled back into a ponytail

\>satisfied, he fires fingerguns at his reflection with a winning smile

\>"Honey, I'm home!" He yells up the stairs

\>his wife, as always, is in her "office"

\>He can tell by the infrasonic vibrations of her latest hip-hop mix thrumming through the whole house

\>Getting no response, he clambers up the stairs to go find her

\>Yoona was a DJ, and Jimmy tells anyone who'd listen how good she is at it

\>even if he doesn't really get her music himself

\>At the top of the stairs the door to the bedroom is lying open, while the "office", with its recent new scattering of "yeen culture" graffiti and stickers, is shut

\>He touches the handle, which feels like it's electrically charged, buzzing with barely contained noise

\>It's a testament to how good of a job he'd done soundproofing the place ever since she moved in that the whole house hasn't vibrated apart yet

\>He pulls the door open

\>And is blasted with throbbing bursts of drum&bass sonic warfare

\>His hyena wife, as usual, is sitting in her gaming/mixing throne (formerly his home office computer station) messing with levels and dropping samples into the track to test them out

\>there's at least five instances of MC Ride screaming "FUCK!" in one bar alone

\>weathering the auditory assault, he creeps up behind the big yeen and wraps his arms around her neck

  

  

\>she jolts slightly, before melting into his hands as he runs them through her thick fur

\>Mercifully she also kicks a pedal which silences the maelstrom of urban beats and gunfire

\>"Mmmm, heya meat, you're all sweaty." She grumbles, her eyes half closed while sniffing his neck "Smells good."

\>"Yeah well you know a good dancercize class down on 27th Street with the grannies always gets the muscles moving!"

\>"Pervs. Those grey-furred old prunes just want to watch a young guy dance about in a leotard."

\>"Oh come on, they're not all like that. And hey it keeps them active either way, y'know?"

\>"Hmmmm." Yoona rubs her snout against his face and lazily drags him onto her lap

\>he's not the only sweaty one

\>As Yoona squeezes him like a teddy bear Jimmy's face is pressed into her fluffy cleavage

\>she smells particularly, well, yeeny today

\>her musk fills his airways and he lets out an involuntary little shudder as her big meaty hands  slip under his shirt, caressing his toned gymnast's body

\>"I told you to t-take a shower today, sweetie," he stammers out

\>"Don't care." Her big snout sniffs at his hair, before opening to let her lick his face, her big yellow teeth inches from his flesh

\>"Why, you getting distracted by something?"

\>her roaming hands rub his butt and squeeze his groin before moving away again

\>"N-no it's just I don't want you to get unwell or something, haha..."

\>"Sure. Bitch." She chuckles under her breath before coming in and planting a kiss on his lips

  

  

\>"I think we should make another video."

\>Jimmy gulps, before answering

\>"A-another video?"

\>"Yeah, the last one did really well. Ain't that great?"

\>He's blushing now

\>"Well, uh, of course it's great, sweetie. You did a real good job editing it."

\>she nods with a proud grin on her face

\>she was a sucker for compliments

\>"So yeah we should go make another one. Now."

\>she grabs hold of him and lifts herself out of the chair, raising herself to her full monstrous height, with her hapless hubby held under one arm

\>"Can we eat first? I'm not sure I-"

\>"Nope. We're doing it now."

  

\>The camera is set up facing the bed, which has had its normal coverings swapped out for a puffy white duvet and big triple size pillows

\>Yoona's "research" said that was the one of the things their target audiences liked

\>Jimmy sits cross-legged on the bed, facing the camera while his wife, now totally naked, fiddles with the composition and lighting

\>he's changed into a pair of grey loose shorts and a white t-shirt, both second hand from one of the charity shops he works at

\>wouldn't want to waste new clothes for a video

\>and his little cross pendant, of course

\>"Okay J like last time, you go over the legal stuff and I can test if the kit is working."

\>"Sure babe, just let me know when to start."

\>utterly focussed, she does a thumbs up and sets the camera and microphone to on

\>the red light blinks on

\>here we go

\>"Hi guys, just a heads up that this is all done by consent between me and my lovely wife."

\>as he starts reading off more legalese Yoona does a couple of final checks and then moves out from behind the camera after flipping its viewfinder so she can see the capture on its screen

  

\>the video shows Jimmy, looking angelic as ever, while Yoona creeps up behind him, her head out of frame

\>”And a big thanks again to YEEN'D for hosting our videos! W-we uhh-”

  

\>the hyena jumps onto the bed and wraps a huge arm around his front, pulling his shirt up as she does

\>Jimmy is blushing red at this point as his head is sandwiched between her big fuzzy breasts, while she slowly drags her big paw up his chest

\>grabs a big handful of shirt

\>and rips it off of him

\>he shivers slightly

\>a certain glaze comes over his eyes

\>she leans down and nuzzles his neck, and moves her free hand down to grasp his hand in hers

\>while the one on his chest begins moving south

\>past his waistband

\>”I love you, J.”

\>before he can reply her tongue is in his mouth

\>while her hand has began pumping away in his shorts

\>he groans into her mouth and lets her pull him over onto his side

\>a yank splits the waistband and the torn shorts go flying across the room, leaving Jimmy totally naked and exposed

\>the hyena starts gently pressing her teeth into his throat while continuing to jerk him off from behind, while he makes rather unmanly noises and grimaces for the camera

\>”Oh gosh, babe, I love you too.”

  

\>Despite his lack of affinity for porno dialogue, Jimmy can at least make some cute moans

\>satisfied with how the shot is turning out, Yoona starts really going at it, hooking a leg over one of her hubby's and pumping away like a machine

\>before long he's at his limit

\>”Babe, I'm gonna, I'm-”

\>then he does

\>he moans and bucks in his wife's firm embrace, while his cock paints her big paw with shot after shot of cum

\>all the while she's looking dead straight into the camera

\>she'd done the analytics and spoke to the reps from the company

\>these type of videos had two main audiences, unsurprisingly

\>lonely anthros

\>and unassigned men

\>it was her job to appeal to both of them

\>and she was pretty sure she had the formula down

\>”Who's momma's good boy, huh?”

\>”Meee....” he groans out as she continues to torture his body while he goes through the aftershocks

\>”That's right J. You're a good boy. Aren't you?”

\>”Yes...” he whimpers

\>she silences him with another kiss

\>After a short break they move onto the next scene

\>She's got him pinned underneath her now, recording footage from her discreet shoulder rig and from a camera mounted to the headboard

\>the cameras should give a good view of him and her respectively

\>Jimmy looks down to see one of his wife's massive hands grasp the base of his manhood

\>he's breathing quickly and shallowly as she gives it a few rubs, her thumb running softly over his balls

\>She looks down to lock eyes with him, her expression one of utter superiority

\>"Who owns you, little man?"

\>”You do, my love.”

\>god he's too precious

\>”And what does that make you?”

\>he mutters under his breath

\>”I didn't hear you, J,” she growls at him

\>”I'm your bitch.”

\>”That's right, you've got an addiction, don't you?”

\>he squirms as he feels her lining his cock up for rapid entry

\>”You're addicted to yeen pussy, aren't you, bitch?”

\>”yes.” he says in a very small voice

\>that earns him another kiss and a subvocal “good boy” in his ear

\>before she drops on him like an anvil

\>the whole bed is bouncing as she roughly rides him into the mattress

\>both of them are moaning at this point as she presses her paws hard into his shoulders, her breasts jumping up and down

\>she's getting into the rhythm

\>but before long she's having to slow down

\>he always gets her good

\>gently shivering, she pulls herself off of him

\>she nearly got carried away there

\>can't have her cumming before he does

\>to buy some time she runs her hands down from his now bruised shoulders down his body

\>down his sides

\>and onto his legs

\>she grabs a hold of them, and pulls them up so they rest on her hips

\>before leaning down to press her body against his

\>she can feel his heart hammering away in his chest as she embraces him totally

\>nuzzling her snout into his neck and feeling each shuddering breath he exhales

\>”you okay?” she whispers to him, getting ready for the final stretch

\>he responds with a hungry kiss

\>before whispering “I'm yours.”

\>fucking tease

  

\>with that, she goes for it again

\>slamming him into the bed so hard she's pretty sure she hears one of the slats break

\>he's making the most adorable noises

\>but she can't help herself either

\>it feels so fucking good

\>to have her man utterly at her mercy

\>soon both of them are moaning and shaking as they feel the precipice approaching

\>point of no return

\>”Oh fuck, J, FUCK!” she screams as her back arches, pushing herself as hard as possible down onto him

\>he's only really able to wheeze as twice his weight in hyena presses onto him

\>they descend into a twitching, groaning mess as the waves of pleasure rock through them

\>eventually with great effort Jimmy's able to extricate himself from the mess and turn off the recording devices

\>one by one their red lights die

\>last of all is Yoona's bodyrig

\>she's half-asleep and still twitching with a big glowing smile on her face

\>Jimmy pulls the rig camera off to capture this wonderful sight before throwing the big white duvet over her

\>as he clambers into bed to join his wife, he turns to the camera, winks for the audence, and switches it off

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/rnapLW3m