After reaching safely home and pulling into the garage; Amanda starts to growl, clearly on the prowl for some action. Benton grinning looks at the black furred were-panthress who is already out of the blue robe Benton got for her at awareness.
“How about a game of hunt,” Benton growls; “we haven’t done that in a while.”
“In the house,” Amanda lick her lips purring as she eyes her husband’s package; “we’d wreck the furniture. Plus I intend to jump you hard.”
“Hide and seek then,” Benton chuckling; “I hide and you seek me out.”
“Now that’s something to try,” Amanda grins; “I’ll give you a twenty second head start to shift and find a hiding place.”
Benton laughs as he jumps out of the town car with Amanda following.
“Twenty, nineteen, eighteen,” Benton hears Amanda counting as he bolts into to the house quickly removing his suit and tossing the clothing as he rapidly shifts into his were-panther fursona. Passing by a window he quickly glimpses as snow starts to fall.
“Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen,” Amanda speaks as she slowly follows the trail of clothes Benton left behind. Drinking in the heady scent of her husband’s arousal only fuels, Amanda’s lust even more.
Benton reaching the master bedroom he hides in Amanda’s walk in closet. Eager to turn the table on her and jump her; Benton’s own barbed feline member is out in full display and eager to fill Amanda’s moist snatch.
“Ten, nine, eight, seven,” Amanda continuing to count as she heads upstairs; following her husband’s scent as it leads her to the master bedroom. “You’re not making this hard husband.”
“Then hurry up and find me,” Benton shouts; “I already something hard for you.”
Amanda growls with lust as her own desires fuel her urge to be filled with her husband’s seed. “Sixfivefourthreetwoone! Ready or not prepare to be rutted,” Amanda speaks as she bursts into the bedroom. Seeing her husband not in here, but smelling him nearby she speaks; “I can smell your arousal Benton, I will claim you.”
Benton grins as he silently opens the closet door; silently sneaking up behind Amanda, he growls as he spins her around, “not if I claim you first.”
Amanda reacts faster than Benton could anticipate; jumping up and ramming her dripping and swollen sex onto Benton’s member, consuming it in one thrust. She wraps her legs around him and rakes his back with her claws drawing blood. Benton growling as he feels Amanda beginning to grind as he heads to the bed and proceeds to thrust his hips and enjoy the rough sex Amanda is clearly demanding.
Eager to please her, Benton pulls out; the barbs on his penis causing Amanda to yowl in both pleasure and pain. Looking at his wife he flips her over and mounts her like an animal consumed with lust. Plunging in her folds; Benton bites down on his wife’s ear and she swoons at the feeling of being dominated and filled with her husband’s rock hard shaft. Feeling the veins of Benton’s member pulsing and the barbs digging in her canal; Amanda can feel her climax building as she sighs, feeling Benton thrusting in and out of her.
“Faster and harder husband, “Amanda panting; “make me full.”
Benton purrs as he gives Amanda what she wants. Picking up in temp and pushing in harder; Benton starts to growl as his own climax begins to bubble forth.
“Nearly there,” Benton gasping between thrusts.
“Do it,” Amanda panting; “Make me cum! Fill me up!”
Thrusting faster; Benton can feel Amanda’s sex starting to clamp down; feeling his own pressure build, Benton is unable to hold it in as he can feel his release shoot into his wife.
“Oh Fuck! Here it comes!” Benton screams.
“I’m cumming too!” Amanda feeling her own body shudders as she feels her husband’s warm seed flow into her. Her own body sucking and milking his member as the barbs dig into her deeply causing Amanda to yowl as loud as possible.
Minutes later, Benton manages to pull out and collapse next to his wife, who is softly purring; still reveling in her own orgasmic bliss.
“If I didn’t know better,” Benton spooning his wife; “I swear you were acting as if you were in heat.”
“I took my pill this morning Benton,” Amanda answers; “But are you interested in having another daughter or a son?”
“We are already having a difficult time trying to reconnect with Frieda,” Benton sighing; “plus with bi-polar running in my family, there is the chance our second child could be just like me.”
“Two fair points,” Amanda sinking further into her husband’s embrace; “but that shouldn’t mean we can’t have this kind of fun more often.”
Benton chuckles; “I can’t deny this wasn’t fun. But we should make sure Frieda is out of the house before doing this again.” Hugging his wife as she shifts to be enveloped by him more; “still up to heading to Grrrrrrr later this evening my love?”
“Yeah,” Amanda purrs; “but let’s stay like this for a while before heading out.”
“Enjoy your nap,” Benton smiles as he kisses Amanda on the head; “I’m not letting go anytime soon.”