Ben and Sasha were cuddled up next to each other. The contrast of her white weretigress fur compared to his black werewolf pelt sharp, making them almost a living ying-yang symbol lying on the ground, especially since they were in the middle of a hot session of mutual oral sex after having already been hot and heavy together for quite a while now.
"Yum! A wolf-cicle!" exclaimed Sasha, as she ran her tongue from the base of his lupine balls up one side of his shaft. Circling the underside of its head, she ran her tongue back down the other side of his red rocket, before repeating the trip back to the top. There, the tip of her tongue teased the slit of Ben's penis, as if it was a lair she wanted entry to, before Sasha engulfed his whole cock in one swallow!
He felt the suction of Sasha trying to vacuum his entire rod into her even as his own muzzle was heavily coated with her juices. Where does she get the energy? he wondered, even as Ben was returning lick for lick and orgasm for orgasm, feeling her body shudder against his even as his werewolf form spasmed again from another load being sucked out of him.
With both temporarily sated, they broke formation and soon found themselves in a more traditional cuddling position, lying next to each other as they kissed and nuzzled their partner's muzzles.
"How did you get so good at this?" Sasha asked him, even as she seductively ran a paw across his furry chest. "If I had known wolves, let alone you specifically, were this amazing, I would have gone lupine a long time ago," she purred.
"I watch and learn my partner's needs and wants," replied Ben, while wrapping his arms around Sasha. The fact his approach allowed him to come up from underneath to cup her bosom wasn't lost on the weretigress as he started playing with her nipples. "Even if she doesn't verbally say anything, body language speaks volumes."
"And what's my body saying right now?" she wondered, even as her tail was twitching in pleasure.
"That you are VERY happy at the moment," he answered, massaging her breasts even as he started nuzzling her neck.
"That I am big boy, that I am," she purred, reaching down behind her to feel his still enlarged cock.
"If you don't mind, I do have two requests though," admitted Sasha.
"Oh?" asked Ben, stopping his necking to ask what they were.
"Sometime, I'd like to go on a real date with you, with no sexual playtime," she revealed, her head bent down a little, as if bashful.
"Really? Sure," agreed Ben, wondering what Sasha was like in a normal setting, since he didn't have much social interactions with her at school. "What's the second?"
"Let's put this back where it belongs," replied Sasha, reinserting Ben's penis back into her pussy.
Laying on their left sides with his hands still full of her bountiful bosom, Ben started thrusting his hips the best he could into Sasha, driving his cock deeper inside with every stroke.
Sasha established the rhythm and started matching his efforts, shuddering in anticipation as she felt his top knot demanding entry once more.
If what some of my girlfriend's say about once you go wolf you don't go back, you ain't going to hear me complain! thought Sasha, even as she experienced another orgasm to help ease his penetration. Besides its length, that top knot feels MUCH nicer than tiger barbs, realized Sasha, even as she felt it fulling her once more.
The teenage weres with the teenage were libidos to match stayed together in more sexual escapades until their respective cellphone alarms went off.
That was when they (reluctantly) got dressed, and Ben walked Sasha home before a very soulful French kiss allowed them to finally part company for the night.