Don't Leave Me - S2 EP1 - Makeup Sex

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#12 of Don't Leave Me - Seasons One & Two

Back by popular demand I bring you Episode One of 'Don't Leave Me's' Season Two.

A little shorter than what I wanted but I hope you like it anyway.

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Don't Leave Me - Season Two - Episode One

I woke up with a yawn feeling the arm running over myside and grasping my midsection. I had the worst coming from my ass and balls, I font even remember how many times we went at it last night, but my crotch and stomach were a matted mess along with the sheets under me.

I still had my back to him so I must have fallen asleep shortly after he finished off in me. I was careful to not disturb him as I rolled over to face him. I pushed my body as close to his as I possibly could basking in the feeling of his warm breath over my fur and the cute noises he made as he slept. I felt my painful cock begin to poke out of its sheath and I instinctively threw my arm over him and pushed myself closer to him so I could nuzzle his cheek.

I felt the tip of his wet cock brush up against mine. I don't know how he could have anything left if him after last night. He definitely had some endurance, must be the big balls. I him begin to stir so I pulled back a bit and moved my maw down to kiss his neck.

He made cute little high-pitched groaning noises as he stretched his neck and arms. I pulled my head back and looked into his sleepy eyes as my paw traced the stripes on his cheek, "Good morning."

He spoke to me in his soft adorable voice, "Good morning..." he rubbed his eyes and flicked his ears still half asleep.

"Samson..." My voice trailed off I decided to tell him everything that happened between me and Amy but I froze up.

"Yeah?" he gave out a yawn as he sat up next to me.

"I'm sorry, Samson. Sorry for everything I did. Sorry for..."

He interrupted me, "Its fine I forgive you. I still don't trust you, but I do forgive you."

"I need to tell you something." I had a knot in my throat as I tried to think of what to tell him and how.

"Yes?"

"Until the party nothing sexual ever happened between me and Amy. She kissed me once, right after you and I started dating. It happened when I was telling her about us actually. She didn't believe me and kissed me as some sort of perverted test, and then she just started texting me and..."

"Stop. You don't need to explain yourself to me. Just promise me you'll never do anything like that to me again."

"I promise. I never want to lose you again." I reached up rubbing my head and spoke meekly, "I don't want to even see a bottle of alcohol again..."

"Good. Now kiss me."

"What?" His command caught me off guard. I definitely wasn't him to act so dominant.

In one motion he quickly moved to a straddle my legs and pin me by the shoulders. He whispered into my face with seductive eyes, "You heard me..." he pulled me into a kiss as he laid me down on the bed with his body resting on top of mine.

I felt one of his paws move from my shoulder down to my chest to fondle me there. His dick jabbed me in the stomach and I could tell what he wanted, I'm just not sure if I could oblige after how many times I shot my load last night, and I wasn't even the one doing the fucking!

"Fuck me!"

"I don't know if I can..."

"That's not what I feel down there."

"That's not what I mean. I only have grapes not grapefruit... like some people I know"

"That's never bothered me before. Just try. And don't worry about me this time, enjoy yourself."

"Samson! I love you!"

"I love you too. Now just screw be already!" this time I didn't hesitate. I was going to give him exactly what he wanted.

I flipped him onto his back so I was on top of him now. I pulled him to the edge of the bed as he lifted his legs to give me easy access to his entrance. I looked down at him and he just smiled back at me and gave me a nod telling me that he was ready for everything I had.

I looked own so I could line up with him before beginning. My tip was resting on his pucker and I gave him one last look before I began pushing in. It didn't take me much time to hilt him with his balls resting right above my cock and sheath. I slowly pulled out and thrust back in.

"Give it to me hon, don't hold back!'

I began thrusting in harder and faster but with a constant pace, "Hon? Where did that come from?" I spoke in rhythm with my thrusts.

He spoke in between his groans, "You call me Sam. Brandie doesn't really fit our relationship." he let out a deep moan. "You call that not holding back!"

I gave him a smirk, "I was just getting started." I immediately began pounding at his ass faster and faster until I started panting and grunting. The bed squeaked under us. He threw his head back in response to my actions and went from gentle groaning to full out moans of pleasure as my barbs continually prodded at his prostate.

The smell of our combined sex musk permeated throughout the room along with the smell of dried cum from last night. As I continued my grunting got deeper and quicker. My balls were going to hate me for this later.

"Bite me!"

"What?"

"I want you to bite me! On the shoulder."

"Are you sure?"

"Yessss!" I obliged scooting as far up on him as possible before bending over to grab his shoulder with my teeth. I wish we did this doggy style, my height did make it easier though since I'm nearly ten inches taller than he is.

I was hunched completely over his body letting my hips do all the work with my thrusts becoming shorter as I could barely pull out at all in this position. I could feel my orgasm getting closer as I was grunting into his shoulder with primal passion. I couldn't hold out anymore I arched my back as much as I could. He took my lover back with his paws trying to force me in further. With a loud half-grunt half-roar I blew my load into his insides still involuntarily humping into him.

With a gasp I let go of his shoulder and collapsed on top of him, our eyes locked onto each other's as we both panted in unison.

He was the first to speak still staring into my eyes, "Maybe we should..."

"...go get a shower?"

"Yeah... The dried cum is starting to..."

"...itch? Yeah I feel it to." I loved it when we finished each other's sentences.

"Well, are you going to get off me?"

"Oh... yeah. Sure." I slowly heaved myself off of him falling onto my back next to his body. I just yelled out, "Ugh... My balls hurt!"

"Good now you know what I felt like after two weeks of nonstop blowjobs."

"Gosh, why didn't you say anything?"

"Because it made you happy."

"You don't need to do anything special to make me happy. Now let's go get that shower." I Stood up and stretched hearing that familiar popping sound from my shoulders and neck. I extended my paw helping him to his feet. We walked to the bathroom together not bothering to put on our clothes since my mother was at work and Chris rarely ever comes down into the basement.

I turned on the shower and stood next to the sliding door holding my arm out giving him the signal that pretty much said, 'after you'. He graciously accepted the invitation. I took the bottle of shampoo from the shelf and gently rubbed it into his fur as he did the same to me. He pulled himself close to me and groped at my ass cheeks cleaning his own cum off of them before beginning to finger at my sore hole.