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Cheri was sitting on Thomas' lap. For most couples, this would be a cute little symbol of intimacy. And for the two of them, after half a year of dating, it was certainly that. However, specifically for them, it was much more than that. Cheri's legs were kicked up, almost reclining her against Tim's body by his package. She was barefoot, and her feet stroked teasingly against his scrotum, calves rubbing either side of the tube of his member. Tim, for his part, was returning the tease to Cheri's massive chest. It was contained somewhat by her clothes, but still spilled far to either side of her back. The dragon was taking advantage of that, running teasing strokes along her sides and breasts, occasionally pressing in and hefting them slightly. "Stop that!" She giggled, swatting his side, "you know I'm ticklish..."

"Mmm, as soon as you stop trying to get me hard..." Tim had learned a lot more control, nowadays. Having Cheri around forced his hand with that. He concentrated on his own tease, and on the movie they were both watching. They had seen it before, and it was on TV. The teasing had started during commercials and, by the time the high point of the movie arrived, was all but constant. "I don't have any spare pants."

Cheri chuckled again, giving his balls another hard stroke, making them churn. "Mmm, then you'll just have to stay here, babe." They were at Cheri's this evening, their evening date sites dictated mostly by her work schedule. After a long day like today had been for her, Tim was happy to simply relax with her and enjoy some simple, mindless television.

Her comment, though, made him blink. "...Was that a joke?" After six months, they still hadn't slept with each other.

She turned her head to glance at his own, a sultry look on her face. "Not if you don't want it to be..." She giggled as her statement produced a heavy throb in his pants, making the otter girl bounce ever so slightly. Tim didn't think it was a secret that his twice-daily servicing was now done with his otter girlfriend on his mind; they had been open about the sexual nature of their mutual conditions since the beginning, after all. Coupled with that, however, was a desire to not fuck things up by moving to quickly to, well, fucking.

Tim tilted his head a little, and kissed her on the cheek. "You sure, babe?" Cheri shot him a slightly miffed glance, and put a finger on his snout.

"So help me Timothy, if you ruin this mood by second guessing me..." She softened the rebuke by replacing the finger with her own lips, twisting in his lap to kiss him properly. She melted into his arms, and was more than happy to return the affections, thrumming deeply into their kiss. She broke it earlier than he would have liked, and slid off of his lap to her feet. "C'mon, Stud," she cooed, walking towards her bedroom.

If there was a time to back out, this would have been it. Tim, however, had no intention of doing so. She clearly wanted him, and he most definitely wanted her. His eyes roamed her body; that tight posterior, strong legs, muscular back... and the massive semi-circles of flesh jutting past either side of her arms. She was in a 'loose' t-shirt and pajama pants, and the casualness of her outfit only made him attracted to her further.

She rounded the corner, and Tim stood to follow. His jeans were straining to hold the erection Cheri had successfully elicited from him, and the sway in his package was distracting, borderline painful. He was three steps behind the otter as he entered her bedroom for the first time. She was sitting on the edge of the bed already, which dominated the smaller room. It was beyond king-sized, allowing her and someone of equal endowments to sleep without crowding one another. It was surprisingly feminine, for her personality. Off-pink walls and slightly frilled bedspread was not what Tim was expecting. She smiled at him and leaned back on the bed, shaking her breasts a little. "Well, you were the one concerned with your pants..." She licked her lips and watched.

Tim wasn't ever one for shyness, and now that he was committed... He smirked and nodded, unbuttoning his pants and slowly letting the zipper go. His thumbs hooked his boxers and slid them down as well. "Shirt too." Thus instructed, he pulled the t-shirt up over his head as his erection slipped free of its confines, letting his clothes drop to the floor around his feet. A second later, his shirt joined the pile and was kicked aside, against the wall.

Cheri purred in approval. To her eyes, he was gorgeous. His body was thinner, but well taken care of. He would never sport a six pack, but he didn't have any signs of lovehandles or flabbiness. Beneath the waist, of course, was the star of the show; a three-foot cock and balls as big as her breasts. Behind them, she knew he had tree-trunks of legs, bulked up significantly from having to heft that package around. She hadn't seen them unclothed, but at least inside jeans, he possessed a fantastic ass. She purred again and made a small come-hither motion with a finger. "Lie down, sexy..." She cooed, standing as he sat onto the bed. "Scoot up," she ordered gently, waiting until he was reclined on the pillows, his cock semi-erect in front of him. Now the show could start.

Apparently Cheri intended on showing off for Tim. He didn't mind that at all. He stroked his member slightly as she twisted and gyrated slowly, and attempted not to chuckle. She was terrible at that. She was trying to be sexy, but was coming off as amusing. But, she was trying, and Tim didn't want to ruin it. Soon, she lifted her shirt, exposing a black, industrial-strength bra. She reached behind her, and a few moments later, the bra joined her shirt in the growing debris of clothing on the floor.

Tim definitely didn't need to stroke to get himself hard any longer. Her breasts were massive, obscuring the upper half of her belly, but hung wonderfully. They were firm, full, with thick, erect nipples and large areolae. They were the most beautiful breasts the dragon had ever had the privilege of seeing, with the added bonus that they were also three times the size of his head. She giggled at him, and Tim realized he had gone slackjawed staring at them. "Mmm... keep looking." She squeezed them together, then arched her back, purring at the attention before going to her pajamas. Those were almost discarded as an afterthought, leaving her as nude as Tim as she knelt onto the bed. "Now then..."

Tim looked down his body at her. "Now then..." He echoed, smiling at her. "How are you planning... oh." He was silenced, her answer given by throwing a leg over his body, straddling the flesh between his cock and his balls.

"Does this hurt?" She asked softly. He shook his head, encouraging her to settle fully against him. He moaned as she slipped fully into place, her tail resting snugly in the valley between his two balls, her breasts embracing his cock, and the heat of her arousal felt by both the base of his member and the edges of his scrotum as she rested her weight almost fully onto him. "Mmm... Liking the view?" She teased.

He definitely, definitely did. His cock answered in its own way, jerking and splattering a heavy dollop of pre across Cheri's nose. She wiggled slightly, giggling, and then licked along his glans. She didn't even need to bend down. "Mmm...." She shot a sultry look at Tim before squeezing her breasts together, around his length, and began to stroke. Tim shuddered and moaned at the sensations of her servicing, writhing and clutching at the bedsheets. He was so much more sensitive than he had been, and judging by the purrs and moans coming from Cheri, her breasts were the same way. He gasped sharply as another large shot of pre coated Cheri's face.

The otter girl got a snoutful of his spunk, filling her lungs with his heady scent. She didn't know why, but he smelled so GOOD... almost unconsciously, she nuzzled his head, spreading his seed across her muzzle and licking up the rivulets of seed across his member. He tasted better than he smelled, if that were possible, and Cheri soon had his head in her mouth, swallowing eagerly, bouncing and grinding along his pole.

"Gah... uhn... fuck!" Tim wriggled beneath his girlfriend, her heavy, needy bouncing making his balls throb slightly with the impact. He wasn't going to complain though; her belly and cleavage and mouth and thighs around his length... He watched her, eyes rolling in pleasure, each teasing, sexy purr from Cheri eliciting another powerful shot. He wasn't going to last long...

But Cheri didn't last long either. She came hard, her scream of pleasure muffled slightly by her mouthful of penis. Feminine juices further soaked Tim's groin and legs, mingling with the torrents of pre and cum that Cheri hadn't been able to swallow up. Tim's nostrils caught a tendril of her aroused scent, and that tipped him past the breaking point. He roared and bucked, jerking his head from her mouth and climaxing powerfully. Ropes of cum long enough to reach the ceiling, as big around as his thumb, fountained from his head to splatter the bedroom. Cheri didn't seem to mind the destruction, happily, blissfully snapping at the streams of cum, shuddering as heavy splatters fell across her head, her breasts, her ass.

If he had to guess, he was as productive as any of his morning draining sessions. He sighed softly and slumped on the bed, the bed covered in his seed, pooling slightly around his body. With a cracked eye he looked at his girlfriend. Cheri looked like a glazed cake, her head and breasts and shoulders almost completely covered in his thick, white seed. She wiped her eyes clear, then licked her fingers clean with a giggle. She shivvered in a post-coital aftershock, then slumped forward onto Tim with a wet squelch.

"That was amazing..." She cooed, leaning forward and planting a sloppy kiss onto Tim's muzzle. The dragon let out a tired chuckled and returned it, throwing an arm around her and rolling them onto their sides. "I love you, Tim..."

"I love you too."