Paul & Jane Part 2

"That... was... amazing..." she gasped. She barely moved. It seemed like she couldn’t manage do anything more than sit in a leather chair in her own pooling sweat and juices, her tits hanging out of her shirt and her pussy wide open and flushed a deep pink. Paul sat back on the carpet and gazed at the beautiful, exhausted cat he had just made come. She looked and smelled absolutely beautiful and sexy.

Paul smiled and said, "Glad you liked it." His own face was flushed, and his state of arousal was clearly telegraphed by the tent in his pants. He licked his finger, still warm and sticky from its recent activities. Tracy stared at Paul’s crotch for a second and seemed to find her second wind. The chair rolled backward as she fell forward, off of the chair and onto Paul. Before the bear could react, Tracy had extricated his penis from his pants and underwear and was caressing it, gently with a restrained urgency, and kissing Paul on his lips and neck.

She whispered to him, her mouth tickling Paul’s ear, "I think you deserve some thanks." Tracy crawled down the length of his body and quickly engulfed his dick in her warm, wet mouth. His first thought was that he hadn’t had a blowjob in far too long. His second thought, right on the tail of the first, was that Tracy was surprisingly good with her tongue. Her head moved up and down on his cock slowly, but every time her mouth lifted, her long tongue trailed up after it. The tongue massaged his dick when her mouth wasn’t on it, and her continued purring added a vibration when he was completely inside her mouth that drove him crazy. Paul was glad he wasn’t standing, because Tracy was making him weak at the knees.

Paul lost track of time as Tracy licked up and down his length, sucked on the entire penis at once and toyed, gently and erotically, with his balls. She surprised him when she licked one finger and began toying with his anus, but Paul enjoyed the extra sensation. As his breath was growing rapid and he was thrusting involuntarily into Tracy’s mouth, she stopped completely. He looked down, blinking.

"I like to play with my food," she purred, grinning widely.

"I just like to eat a big meal and take a nap," Paul growled, and pushed her backwards onto the carpet. He quickly had her shirt completely unbuttoned and her bra unfastened. Paul lay down beside her and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently and roughly in turn. She began to moan again, and reached for his penis. Between her saliva and his pre-come, Paul’s shaft was slick enough for her to make him growl with pleasure. As he thrust into her paw, he could sometimes feel the head of his cock rub against the wetness between her pussy lips.

Paul immediately realized that he might be close to orgasm, but Tracy wasn’t going to let him come until she was ready. He decided to return the favor. Putting a heavy paw between legs was his revenge. The large bear rubbed her much as he’d done when he first began, but this time he intended to control her arousal.

Wet with her come, Tracy’s pussy was a great playground for Paul’s hand. He twirled his fingers around her clit, making her bite her lip and purr. She pushed her crotch against his hand passionately. Every minute or so, Paul dipped his fingers deep into the well of Tracy’s pussy for more of her natural lubricant. Each time, she squirmed and stretched, trying to push his fingers deeper into her.

When Paul’s cock started to dry up, Tracy rolled over onto her side and pulled Paul along. He started using his lips to minister to her neck and cute ears. Reaching through her legs, she pulled his dick between them and rubbed it firmly against her pussy, purring as she did so. He tried to push it deeper, but she slapped the penis playfully and pulled it out. Her hand intimately caressed the slicked up cock, pressing it against her as Paul rubbed her clit ever harder.