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"Oh, hun, did you pick up the wine?"

"It's right here in the kitchen."

Natalie grinned as she sprawled on the couch in front of the television. Her belly was full from the meal Frederick cooked and her cock was out, half hard, draping over her thigh. It twitched slightly now and again as the thick black flesh shifted and pulled.

The lioness purred and reached for the hem of her tight t-shirt, peeling it up and over her chest. A pair of heavy breasts spilled out, each warm, cream-furred orb capped with a juicy black-skinned nipple. She stretched her arms over her head, already looking forward to a nice glass of wine and then pounding her husband in the marital fashion.

Something warm and heavy draped over her shoulder. The lioness turned, purr growing in volume as a familiar scent flooded her nostrils. Frederick stood behind the couch on tip-toes, one paw on the base of his still-flaccid cock. He poked at her cheek with his semi-hard shaft.

"What, no win?" Natalie asked. She flicked out her tongue to take a playful lick at her husband's growling maleness, which was a full inch longer than her own and quite a bit thicker to boot.

The squirrel's paws reached for Natalie's head, surprising the lioness as he pulled her forward, down over his semi-hard shaft, until he was pressing deep into the back of her warm muzzle.

Her ears tipped forward as she swallowed around the tip.

"No wine... something... mfff... else for you to drink tonight... or have you forgotten what day it is?"

Natalie's eyes widened. Of course. It was Hubby Night.

The squirrel's fingers dug into Natalie's golden fur, relentlessly pulling her down until her plump lips pushed his sheath down all the way.

"It's Hubby Night!" Frederick said, his voice pitching higher as Natalie's throat closed around his throbbing tip.

The squirrel's hips pumped forward as his shaft continued to swell and stiffen inside the lioness's muzzle. Natalie didn't mind as his fingers tugged at her fur insistently or his hips grinding forward, draping his balls across her chin. How could she? Hubby Night was her idea, after all. It was Frederick's night, his time to do whatever he pleased, especially when it was something he did to Natalie. The lioness enjoyed it, not only because she couldn't possibly complain about getting gagged, bound, and fucked by a dick even bigger than her own, but because by the next morning dear Frederick would be even more submissive and easy to abuse than normal. The lioness's eyes narrowed... she'd be taking him to the mall tomorrow for sure.

Frederick, unaware the lioness was already plotting for the future, busily humped forward. His thighs smacked into the back of the couch as he leaned forward, thrusting upwards. Natalie got turned around so she could face his thrusting hips, making it easier to take the huge length into her maw. It was still growing, growing, growing... Natalie's eyes closed as she focused on keeping her throat working, massaging that hot shaft. Her ears twitched with every moan the squirrel let loose.

Natalie shuddered as Frederick pulled away, dragging every single one of his fourteen inches free of her muzzle. Natalie's own shaft swelled; she loved feeling her husband get hard in her muzzle, though she'd never admit it.

Already clear pre-cum beaded at the tip of the squirrel's thickness. The proud pink length bobbed in the air, jutting from his hips, the tip weaving back and forth up near his smooth chest. Natalie growled lustily as he turned away from her, flicked his tail, and beckoned over his shoulder as he headed into the bedroom.

Natalie followed quickly, cock leading the way. Frederick closed the door behind her and grabbed her wrist in the darkened room, guiding her eagerly towards the bed. She did as he wanted, laying on her back. Moments later, the squirrel straddled her belly, heavy balls resting heavily under her breasts. His length flopped down between her tits as he grinned at her in the dark.

Neither spoke as he slowly moved his hips back and forth, dragging his thick length through his wife's cleavage. The lioness growled with delight as his paws squeezed her orbs together around his length, forming a tight fuzzy tunnel for his thrusting hips.

Frederick wasn't satisfied with just that, however, and leaned forward, pushing hard. His tip slid out the other side of Natalie's cleavage and the squirrel used a paw to grab a handful of her head fur. He pulled her forward, until her muzzle opened around his tip.

"Uuuhnnnn... yes," he gasped, pushing forward heavily. "Suck my cock..."

Natalie's tail flipped back and forth excitedly as she leaned up, busily sliding her lips and tongue over the squirrel's engorged 14-inch length. It filled her cheeks and pushed against her rough tongue, slipping in and out as Frederick humped her large chest.

The squirrel arched his back, leaning his shoulders so he could reach back and grab at Natalie's shaft with a paw. The lioness pushed her breasts together as his meat continued spearing through into her waiting muzzle. The taste and scent of pre-cum ramped up her own arousal as the squirrel's leaking tool spat at her lips and tongue. When Frederick's paw groped at her cock, she let out a groan of pleasure. His fingers squeezed hard, tight, really working her fat shaft over as his own schlumped more and more thick pre across her open mouth.

"Open wide, kitty..."

Natalie's eyes squeezed shut as Frederick leaned forward, pushing his legs straight, toes digging into the bedsheets. His hips leaned up until his cock could shove straight forward, burying his length in Natalie's muzzle. The squirrel's hips ground forward, until Natalie was swallowing his length into her throat. Frederick's paws clutched at Natalie's head, holding her close, making sure she could feel every inch throbbing inside. He pulled back a few inches before grinding in nice and slow, then repeated the maneuver until he could hear Natalie's flaring nostrils struggling to inhale through all the pre-cum backing up in her muzzle.

The squirrel pulled free with a wet pop. Natalie made sure to suck firmly for as long as she could, until the very tip remained against her plump lips.

"Flip over... hands and knees," Frederick commanded.

The lioness obeyed, her growls continuing as she lifted her tail. Frederick crouched to the side behind her and gripped his fourteen-inch girth in a paw. Using his massive tool like a baseball bat, he swung it forward, smacking Natalie's bare, exposed rump. The lioness jumped and growled, head lifting. This was something new... and she liked it.

Frederick let out a mean little churr himself as he swung his cock again and again. Sometimes he'd work the tip forward, teasing at both of Natalie's holes. He smacked the length down, driving it across her muff, and grinned as she reacted, jerking away and crying out.

One paw reached for his wife's heavy balls, causing Natalie to go stiff.

"Well, what have we here?" Frederick cooed. "My, my..."

Natalie shuddered. Frederick knew why: the lioness's epic nuts were particularly easy to torture with pleasure.

A second paw reached out and cupped the other heavy nut. Natalie's breath came in quick, shallow gasps as Frederick's fingers tightened. Her groan grew in volume as the squirrel squeezed hard, then pushed against them, then squeezed again, then pulled them, let them fall, grasped and groped and teased and squeezed until her cock was slapping up against her belly and spurting thick clear pre-cum onto the sheets beneath her.

Frederick grinned, ears up, listening to all the various noises his amorous wife made. His palm flattened, lifted, then struck, delivering an open-paw slap to the lioness's meaty, softball-sized sac.

"Fffffffffuuuuuuuck!"

Natalie fell forward onto her arms, squeezing her oversized chest into the mattress. Her cock jerked and spit out more thick pre-cum, soaking into the undersides of her breasts and the blankets underneath. Her tail lifted and the insides of her thighs got noticeably damp. Her balls tingled as she squirmed, hips shifting back and forth, making her ham-hock glutes rise and fall.

"Does little kitty like that?" Frederick asked, a moment before delivering another slap to the other side of her pulsing nuts.

"Oooooh fffuuuuuuuck!"

Another F-bomb. Frederick was happy. Both paws grasped her balls and tugged a few times, pinching and squeezing until Natalie's hips humped the mattress of their own accord.

The squirrel grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times, getting a nice bead of pre-cum on the tip. He teased it into her rump, under her tail, smearing the natural lube around.

Natalie tensed as he pressed forward. His paws grasped at her hips as he leaned up, crouching behind her, using his weight to push his shaft inside. Each inch was better than the last. The lioness opened her muzzle, groaning with pleasure, as her husband's foot-plus erection filled her rump.

Frederick shuddered, struggling to hold back as the lioness squirmed beneath him. He held onto her pelt tightly as he shoved forward, grinding a few more inches inside. Lube was no problem: he was just about as hot as she was and producing as much, if not more, thick pre-cum. Soon he was busily pumping away, dragging all fourteen inches out before slamming back in. Natalie's legs trembled as her rear clenched around the squirrel's thickness each time he hilted her taut rump.

Without much warning, on one of the strokes out, Frederick aimed a bit lower. Natalie's lips pulled back in snarl as her husband's cock stretched her aching pussy wide. He hilted before she could finish her groan. Eagerly pushing back against his heavy thrusts, the lioness could only clench internally as he bucked inside her.

Frederick leaned further over the lioness's backside. His hands slid up her shoulders, brushing the fur the wrong way, as he used his weight to bounce his cock forward, in and out, slamming into her wet pussy over and over. The lioness crooned as she came, a ripple of pleasure expanding from her feminine sex and up her spine, adding to the mess on the bed.

"There's one," Frederick said, his voice tight. "How many do you think I can get out of you?"

Natalie quickly discovered the squirrel was serious about finding out. She came again a few minutes later, then again, and again. Natalie lost all track of time as her husband plowed her, using his fourteen inches superbly. He'd angle his thrusts, grinding into her walls, bury himself deep and hump in hard, use full thrusts to spear more than a foot of shaft into her body... he kept going, seemingly inexhaustible.

"Eight," Frederick gasped. "That I could feel, anyways."

The squirrel leaned over the lioness, pausing for a moment, struggling to catch his breath. Natalie slumped into her arms, hips still raised, a blissful expression on her face. The pool of pre-cum on the mattress rippled as Frederick pulled free.

"Let's finish this where we started," the mouse said, his voice low and eager.

Natalie rolled onto her backside, cock flopping over her belly. Frederick grinned and straddled her belly again. His large, plush tail pressed against the lioness's engorged erection as she realized why he'd been able to last so long: the squirrel had a leather cock-strop around the base of his dick, keeping him hard and preventing him from cumming. His fingers toyed with the snap as he pressed his hips forward.

"Open up, kitty," he said.

Natalie's eyes widened as he fed her one, two, four, eight inches of cock, plugging up the back of her throat and then grinding even deeper. Only an inch or two remained beyond her plump lips; she could feel the leather strap at times.

"Here we go... oooh... oh, yes!"

Frederick simultaneously pulled the snap free, loosing the strap, and ground his hips forward roughly. Natalie's nose pushed up against the squirrel's smooth lower belly as he planted all fourteen of his inches inside her mouth.

Time seemed to slow for the lioness. Her tongue wrapped around the over-aroused member in her muzzle, feeling the deep pulses beneath the flesh, the rapid trembling, all the signs of an iminent explosion. Natalie closed her eyes, took as deep of a breath as she could get with her husband's length plunged deep into her throat, and screwed her head forward until her lips fought for space with the squirrel's sheath.

Frederick came. Hard. Fat blasts of warm cum, pent-up from nearly an hour of hard fucking, pumped into Natalie's throat. The lioness could only swallow as best she could as the squirrel's heavy balls rested against her chin. Cum welled up from her nostrils, leaked out the corner of her lips, as the squirrel leaned in, keeping his cock deep inside.

Too much... too much! Natalie's eyes popped open as thick white cum streamed out her nostrils. She tried not to gag, but had to pull off after another few moments, unable to handle the intense surging blasts. Frederick didn't seem to mind. His head was back, both paws grasping for his cock. He masturbated furiously, still shooting thick streams of spunk. Each arcing shot splattered against Natalie's broad features, painting her forehead, cheeks, and nose white. The lioness struggled to swallow what she already had as more splatters oozed down her nose and lips, dripping from her soaked chin to puddle between her heavy breasts.

Frederick grabbed her ears and pulled her head up, pressing his throbbing shaft over her lips, nose, and eyes. A pulse of thick seed splattered out every few seconds, making a complete mess of the lioness's fur. He guided himself back between her lips a few times, plunging her throat for good measure as his orgasm finally died down.

Only a small stream of cum trickled out of his still-hard shaft as he leaned over, stretching out across Natalie's warm body. He groaned as her heavy breathing lifted and lowered him up and down. There was only silence for several minutes; Natalie was especially quiet, as though she were reconsidering their typical arrangement in favor of having him dominate her every night.

The squirrel grinned at his wife in the dark and flicked his finger at the tip of her erection. She growled at him, teeth baring slightly.

"Just making sure you're still with me," Frederick said, a devious smile on his face. "You've got a long night ahead of you. A really long night. Did I mention that I spiked our food tonight with a little supplement?"

Natalie shuddered. Her cock felt like it was on fire.

"Guaranteed to keep you hard for hours, and you won't be shooting blanks, either," Frederick continued. "Now... where are those handcuffs?"

The squirrel slid off his messy wife's cum-soaked body and rummaged in their closet. The lioness shivered, ears perked as she heard a few items rattling around. This was also new... Hubby Night hadn't included toys before...

Frederick returned to the bed, a ball gag in one paw and a second cock strap in the other. Natalie stared at him, impressed, though it made sense - he'd been studying how to really, truly fuck someone since the first time they'd met. It was only natural he'd pick up a little something from her.

Maybe Hubby Night would become a more regular occurrence, she thought. As Frederick pulled her arms behind her back and cuffed her wrists, she shivered with anticipation.

"I got a few new toys for tonight, too," Frederick said, his voice tight with eagerness. "You ever hear of something called 'The Thunder'? Because I got one - the biggest size they had..."

The end (for now)