Back to the basement party, where Francis is deciding which "sample" she should try first....
“Start small, no offense William.” Maggie said, indicating the obvious side difference between William’s and Evan’s cocks. While in their human forms both men were about the same size. But transformed, Evan’s equipment became more endowed. Due in part to his larger body, and the fact that wolves are naturally bigger than foxes.
“None taken. Frances?” William turned to her, ready to go. His foxy cock’s head was poking out of its sheath, eager to experience new lands.
“That works for me.” Frances said, already feeling her body tingle with excitement. She wasn’t sure how to proceed, she felt very much like a virgin. And technically she was, at least when it came to men. Frances hadn’t ever experienced a man before. Sure she’d gone on dates, and kissed boys (even got to third base with a few), but that was the beginning and end of Frances’ more romantic encounters.
“I’ll go easy.” William murmured in her ear as he approached. His paw went forward to gently tease Frances’ breasts and nipples. She mewed as William’s claws struck her more sensitive areas. His touch was different than before. It was just the two of them in this moment, no input from anyone else (so to speak).
“God this feels so freaking good! I should have tried this sooner.” she thought as William continued to encourage her growing arousal.
But on the opposite side of the room, Samantha and Martha stood watching their partners “play” with each other. Martha didn’t have a problem, in fact she was rather eager to go in and join the two. But from the troubled look on Samantha’s face, she knew she’d better make sure Samantha was alright before having any fun herself.
“Samantha, are you alright?” Martha asked. It seemed stupid to ask, since it was obvious she wasn’t alright. About what, that was up for debate.
“I guess. I know Frances is just curious. Though that curiosity is a few decades late.” Samantha said. She saw the way Frances had been eyeing William and Evan throughout the evening. Frances looked at Samantha and saw the person she planned to spend the rest of her life with. She looked at the two fully matured weres and saw potential playmates.
“You know Frances won’t do this if you aren’t comfortable.”
“I do. But it’s not that I object, it’s more I don’t understand what’s brought this on so suddenly. We’ve been spending evenings with you and William for months now. And even before, occasionally we’d engage the male werecats in our pride.”
“Maybe she didn’t want to say anything before.” Martha offered as an explanation.
“Maybe. I’m probably just overthinking things.”
“Don’t worry, Frances won’t leave you. She might go out for a few meals, but she’ll always come back to you because you’re the one she loves.” Martha said. The metaphor wasn’t the best, but Samantha appreciated her friend’s words. She wondered if that was how Martha and Maggie saw their relationships with their husbands. Even if they spent afternoons or nights with other females, they always came back to their mate.
“Well since everyone else has started, would you want to….?” Martha asked. Evan was patiently waiting for his turn at Frances. Maggie was “warming him up” but engulfing as much of his rocket as she could. Frances and William were still teasing each other, but with every lick to flick, William’s cock pushed further out of its furry home.
“Yes please.” Samantha said, realizing that she too was quite aroused. All worries exited her mind as she and Martha locked themselves in an intense kiss. A series of pleasurable mews, barks and howls soon emanated from the Anderson’s basement. But they were lost under the even louder howls coming from Ben Twist and Alex Ramsey.
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The two werewolves were in Ben’s backyard rolling around in the grass. Alex began the process of licking the spunk from his boyfriend’s chest, while Ben recovered from his orgasm. He was lying on the ground beside Alex, having finished plowing his mate.
“I think I just burned off that dinner.” Ben said.
“And the dessert too.” Alex chuckled before going back to licking Ben’s chest and torso.
“Glad to see you’re in a good mood again.”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Alex asked.
“Well, you seemed pretty freaked out earlier after Spencer’s mom came onto you.”
“I wasn’t expecting it. I didn’t know she was a cougar on top of being a panther.” said a somewhat defensive Alex.
“Should we say something?”
“No, I think she got the message. I’m not interested, and I imagine you aren’t either.”
“And how. I’m fine having you for a partner for the rest of forever.”
“Benjamin Twist that has to be the most romantic thing you’ve ever said. Which is pretty sad since we’ve been going out for two years.” Alex sat up and gave Ben a mocking glare.
“Hey, lovey-dovey stuff isn’t my forte. You want romance? Rent ‘The Notebook’.”
“Mmm, I’m more of a ‘Terms of Endearment’ fan myself.”
“That’s not romantic, that’s just sad.”
“To each his own. Now, where were we…?” Alex bends on Ben and prepares to take his turn at Ben’s furry bottom. Ben playfully growls and turns over onto his back. His tail crosses back and forth, making it difficult for Alex to get his rocket inside.
“Wanna play hard to get? Fine.” Alex growls. He grabbed Ben’s tail and gently tugs it. Ben yelped as his own cock hardens underneath his body. Alex continues to pull and prod Ben’s tail, while simultaneously sliding his dripping dick into Ben’s ass.
“Going to behave yourself now?” Alex asked just before the base of his penis hits Ben’s ass.
“Yes sir.”