Tender Confessions of An Overworked Feline
A simple little story I wrote about two felines who love each other.
With a final, powerful thrust, Samuel felt as Jess' walls clenched with a grip strength that could rival a mountain climber. Squeezing down upon his barbed shaft, driving the final whisps of what little self-control he still possessed away. His jaw clenched, and he bared his teeth as he lunged forward and ensnared Jess as he wrapped his arms around her midsection and made his torso flush with hers. Letting out a throaty, high-pitched moan as his release arrived.
With the endorphins from their coupling crashing through his system, he felt as if his body were made of down pillows. The stress of a day long slog dealing with middle management simply slipped away in an instant as he let his wife get what she deserved after sending him flirty and sultry to downright lewd texts and images since noon. The crap his supervisor gave him didn't mean much on the way home when he was bricked up due to thinking about Jess in a thick, oversized crop-top and practically transparent lace leggings just there for the taking when he got back.
After the final few throbbing twitches of his member passed, Samuel felt himself soften before slowly retracting. His barbs gave one final scrape of her inner walls before he slipped out. As he felt the relatively cool air nip his softening shaft, Samuel leaned back. Soon plopping onto the floor, he pulled his arm back and supported himself as he felt his lust drunk body nearly go limp. His arms and lower back being the only things stopping him from collapsing entirely onto the floor.
"Holy shit! You were pent up." Sam heard Jess remark through her ragged breathing.
Sam lifted his head after catching his breath, creaking his eyes open ever so slightly to get a peek at the cheetah he had just ravaged. He watched as she mindlessly rocked herself from side to side on her back. Her own yellow eyes locked onto him as she swayed about. Samuel then looked down further. Taking in the view of her body as she lay in the clothes he tattered. Her shirt was practically reduced to shreds. With Sam not having the patience for foreplay of any sort when he got back home, he released his claws then and there. Jess didn't object to it in any way, and Sam didn't mind the unimpeded view of her large breasts he now had.
A crooked smile grew on his muzzle as his eyes traveled lower. He looked over her midsection. The wafer-thin leggings doing little to obscure her cute tummy from his gaze. A soft and inviting area of her that he loved to rub when he was calm, stressed, cuddly, or just horny. Jess enjoyed that kind of attention as well. Seeing as she purred every time he felt her up.
His eyes then drifted lower to her wide and voluptuous hips. Looking over her pelvis as his gaze was drawn to the rosette of hers he prized the most. He loved laying beside her and gently tracing each one of her brown and black markings, but the one just above her slit was special. Being shaped like a pair of lips, it gave them several ideas during their first few bouts of intimacy that lasted well into their relationship. With Sam's muzzle usually it's travels of oral attention from that rosette, going up or down depending on the mood.
His eyes then darted down to their prize. With her legs widely parted, Samuel had an unimpeded view of Jess' plump slit through the torn polyester leggings. He looked at the massive whole he made. Smiling as he thought about how he turned Jess around before pushing her down and flexing his claws out before tearing a massive hole for himself. Wasting no time in taking her then and there. Going through the sequence of events again in his mind. Getting inside, undressing, kissing her, biting her neck, throwing her down, and finally, the glorious sensation of insertion. Although he felt as if something was missing.
As the gears turned in Sam's head, he ran through everything again. Still drawing a blank before running it over again and again. It wasn't till the fifth time that the truth hit him in the gut like a sack of bricks. Ripping his mind from it's lust induced stupor. He forgot a condom. He took her raw. He released a few weeks of unspent spunk right into her during a heat cycle. His eyes then went down to her slit and went wide as his fears were realized, as a thin stream of his ejaculate had already begun leaking from Jessica's puffy slit.
"Oh... shit!" Samuel's expletive quickly got Jess' attention, making her sit up.
"What?" She asked with a confused tone.
"We forgot protection." Samuel plainly stated.
Jess' brow cocked before she reached down. Fondling herself before bringing her hand back up. Her eyes then went wide as she saw just how much of his semen was on her hand. "Well," Jess' composure remained neutral before she looked back to Samuel. "Now what?"
Samuel was surprised by her calmness at the situation. "I... I don't know. I mean, I know we've talked about it, but..." Sam just couldn't think of anything.
"I mean, what's the worst that could happen?" Jess asked. They both knew the answer, but Samuel was still unsure. Whenever the topic arose, he always said later. Just an automatic response. Even when he thought about the prospect and kind of desired it, he just couldn't find the words, and they deferred the subject to a later point in time.
Samuel soon felt a tightening in his gut as he felt uneasy about the entire situation. "I... I don't... I just don-"
"Sammy, please! I know we always say later, but it's become such a... I just." Jess quickly cut Sam off. Her expression was tender as she looked straight at him. "I... I'm afraid. I'm afraid that we'll keep saying later and later, and by the time we finally decide on it, it will be too late."
Jess' pleading made Samuel feel as if his heart had just been stabbed. Her words were soft, but the implication running through his mind was a harsh condemnation. Not from Jess, but himself. He knew just how important the prospect of starting a family was to Jess, to himself as well, but he felt as if he'd just been a selfish prick. Too mired in his own fears and doubts of his ability. That he ignored their ability as a couple.
"Jessie, I... I'm sorry... but," Sam felt his brow sink as his lip nearly quivered. His anxieties quickly formed a raging storm within him. "I'm scared. I am. I simply am. I'm a coward!"
Jess soon moved forward and took Samuel into a warm embrace. The feline felt comforted as his wife wrapped herself around him. A gentle purr soon emitted from the both of them before Jess whispered into his ear. "It's okay. It's okay." Sam felt as Jess pressed her forehead against his cheekbone. Nuzzling him before giving him a kiss. "You're the most kind, caring, empathetic, and lovely man I know. I couldn't ask for a better father for our kids if I tried. You are also strong. Strong enough to put up with my bullshit, and we're strong enough together for any challenge this life throws at us."
Jess' words lulled Samuel into a serene sense of calm. His head nuzzling against hers as he felt as if a massive weight he never knew he was carrying was lifted away by the angelic being he was lucky enough to call his wife. "Thank you. For everything."
Sam felt Jess pull away again. He opened his eyes to see a doting look upon her face. Her kind eyes putting him at ease. Lulling him into a sense of tranquility, before he pressed forward and planted his lips upon hers. Jess accepted the kiss with a soft purr and an eager response. Opening her lips and licking his. Her rough tongue teased his just a bit before she pulled away before pushing Samuel down onto his back before straddling his hips.
"Now, do you just want to cuddle a bit more, or do we try sowing some more seed~?" Sammy's eyes grew wide as he felt his fluttering heart drive away the last of his inner turmoil. Jess' face showed she was fine with either outcome, but clearly desired one over the other, and Sammy couldn't complain. His sheath began to grow firm as his stiffening member made itself known. Answering Jess' question for him.
"I love you." Sammy simply breathed.
"I love you too." Jess eagerly replied as she rolled her hips before lifting them. Ready to get to work on beginning the next chapter of their lives.