Restraint UNrestrained
RUN!
No one's reading my stories anymore! Sure, they're oldies, but they're still goodies! Better think of a way to get attention again...
Wait, I know the answer! Porn! (When is porn not the answer?)
Mmm...
Something felt really good. It was like I was cold and alone before, compared to this sudden, warm, complete feeling washing over me. It felt so familiar. Where was I...?
"Morning," a warm, moist voice was hovering over me, loud in attention.
I opened an eye. A round, ernest, loving face greeted me, so close, all I could see was his elated eyes and mischevious grinning muzzle.
My eyes gazed around his face to take my early wake-up call in, settling a murr in my chest.
"Hey, Adrian..." My back slid up against the pillow behind me, as I finally grinned back.
My own cold paw snaked up behind him, coming to the warm cat's back, brushing across his shoulder blades. He fidgetted a bit at my touch, leaning off, looking to the side. "What're you doing here?"
If he didn't have such dark fur and there were more light in the room, I'd swear he'd be blushing. "You're the one who told me to come over.."
I had to grin more.
He pushed my buttons. and he was really good at it. That was half of the problem. I could only oblige to his sneaky ministrations and subtle flirts. That was, of course, the other half. Obviously close, both of us knew to trust each other totally. With anything and everything. But doubt's a nasty thing sometimes. and it was obvious the panther had a lot of it.
"Mmm.. I'm glad. I was getting a little impatient..." I looked around. My computer was up; he must've banged it awake when he slipped his body over me. What time was it? I backward at the window, its blinds closed. It was bright and early. Great.
"So..." I felt him as he stared at me.
I quickly looked to the clock. 6:53. and it was not the evening. Instinctually, my throat tightened, crafting a harsh growl.
"It's so early...." I raised my bare arm, rubbing an eye.
"Yeah, I caught your mom as just she was leaving for work."
I slowly sat up, my blanket falling down my body, revealing my white-furred chest and stomach; completely white save a few black stripes across my back and ribs. It wasn't necessarily the most attractive sight, my shoulders wide, chest a bit thin, stomach... not so much. But I could see the contrastedly black cat take it in nonetheless.
"That was pretty lucky." I stated.
"Mm.." he looked back up at my face, and soon, we were both staring at each other.
I scratched around to my shoulder, yawning. I'd only just gotten to sleep around 5... "Not too lucky, though..." My gazed slipped around him, feeling a blush coming on, myself.
His dark grey button-up shirt was getting tighter on him still. He'd claimed he was going to turn all the thickness on him to muscle last time I saw him.. I liked it like this, though. All we were seperated by was my dark-colored blanket and his tight red jeans. He left his keys and cellphone on my dresser.
"Hmm? What do you mean?" He continued to stare at me, his interest completely piqued in my face now. The staring.. I'd always wondered what he was thinking when he stared at me.
"Uhhmm, well..." I continued sitting up, my bare leg slipping out from under the blanket as both of my two knees rose up. His view fell a little, watching the stripes of my inner leg reveal themselves out of the corner of his eyes, not taking a one thought to whether I noticed, "I have to go to the doctor's in, uhh.." I looked back to the clock. 6:55. "Six hours or so. I have to be there at 12:30."
His big brown eyes perked back up to my face, "Oh."
"I'm.. really sorry. You could come with me if you want?"
A thick black paw came to his chin, he looked away from me finally. "Hmm.."
"It takes a long time to get out of the waiting room, and it's really boring. Let alone the half-hour bus rides... I could definitely use the company."
"I don't know," he looked out the window, "Maybe."
I sighed. My paws slumped down, between my legs. I scratched through the fur on the inside of my bare leg, gazing up at him questioningly, as if to will him to say yes. His eyes slowly squirmed down my leg again, and he had to swallow his adam's apple down. A paw passively dropped between his own legs, he groped himself without knowing.
"Could you put something on....?" he shyly looked to the side after noticing I saw him.
I was going to answer immediately, but then I remembered- "Actually, no. I have to, ermm, have a shower.."
"Well, go have a shower then.." he continued to rub himself through his pants.
I smirked slowly again. "and leave you here?" This really was not going as well as I'd planned.
He nodded sheepishly, and sat back in the corner of my bed finally.
"What'chyou gonna do, then..?" I said, a little flustered.
Another mute response; he shrugged, tail swaying over the side of the bed.
"Mmrr, I don't like that..." I shook my head, "I wanted to spend some man-to-man time with you when you came over, not make excuses to leave you alone in my house."
He sighed shyly, "You don't have to not have a shower just for me.."
My tail curled around my bare leg, which was inching just a little closer toward him, more of my inner thigh showing. "Who said I wasn't going to have a shower...?"
He looked back at me and smirked, chuckling softly, but suddenly stopped as his view showed him the juiciest part of my inner thigh. Again, he had to swallow down his adam's apple, this time blushing so hard, his ears actually started to get pinker.
"Ah-A-Ahh..h...hh..." he stuttered, a paw darting quickly to my blanket, flitting it up weakly over my leg, but rather unsuccessfully.
I sighed and shook my head a bit, "What're you doing that for; this has to come off..." I almost felt bad.
I grabbed the side of the awkwardly-placed blanket, and tore it off my nude body slowly. In clear sight, my legs were thicker than they looked before (they were the thickest part of my body after all; and I was damn proud of them too). The soft pink head of my member was in clear sight too, moist, the foreskin wrapped around the upper half. The tension between us was making it hard to, well, keep it soft..
He stared wordlessly at it. It was as if he'd never seen a penis before-- let alone mine. I shamelessly pushed the foreskin forward, which then slowly slid back a little bit, the slickness providing enough slack to keep it there- just as more tension rose up in Adrian's tented pants. I was enjoying this more than he probably could even comprehend. Even if my thickening member was showing him inch by inch.
To prevent it from getting awkward too soon, I leaned over him, and rested my paw on his inner thigh. He let loose a surprised whimper, both paws raising in defense, which in turn, put even more pressure on the tent in his pants. He shuddered hard from the pain and pleasure of the resistance. I had to bite my dark lip, and used his leg to prop myself up to the end of the bed, reluctantly stepping off of it, and him.
As I walked nudely to my closet, I tried hard not to look at him, my tail swaying modestly, if not a bit fast. My closet opened loudly. and purring as I did it, I stood on my toes, and reached up to the top of my closet. I felt a bath of warmth, eyes on my backside, as I rustled through the undergarments up high in there, tail instinctually raising. My member was getting much, much heavier between my legs, and I could feel the foreskin was already starting to swim back behind the head again. I envied Adrian- the view must've been breathtaking. Finally, I grasped a pair of socks, and turned around- just in time for the hood to peel back at attention, pointed right at the black, rattled panther. I bit down on my lip hard, holding back that moan. That felt so good..
I looked down at him to calm my senses, and my ears perked a bit. His muzzle was barely two feet away, hovering over my whitewashed belly. and did I hear a second beat of purring...? God, this was really hot... I had to swallow my own throat down- I must've been pink in the face.
"Mm, c'mon," I jokingly said, voice satiated with nervous lust for more of those entranced eyes on me.
To my surprise, he shifted off the bed and got up staggeringly, fixing the tent in his pants.
I tried not to look at him as if what he just did was not wrong. His shirt was still bent up so the dissheveled jet black fur showed through under it. I got a good look at the head poking through his boxers, before he straightened his shirt out. Did he even know what I meant? Was he so distracted, he forgot where I was going? He didn't notice I saw any of this- his eyes were completely fixated between my legs. Maybe.. No.... What if he actually wanted to join me?
My gaze forcibly broke away from him and the bulge, turning, forcing me down the hall. His heavy footfalls followed mine! This was very different. They suddenly stopped as I reached the door to the bathroom. Damn, his momentary lapse in attention was over.
My black paw fell on the doorway, and my gaze returned to him. His face was blank, confused; at least for a long, long second. I couldn't hold it back this time, it was just too priceless- my muzzle broke in a wide, unrestrained grin.
"Going to join me?" I said softly and modestly.
His eyes fell back down, but barely caught a glimpse of my stiffened member before casting off quickly to the side. He shook his head distractedly, turning back to my room. I could see inside, he was pushing down something he was lusting for just as much as I was. It was the pink all over his face and ears, and the bulge restrained in waistband of his jeans. It was all over him. I grabbed for it.
My paw clasped around his, just tightly enough to stop him. Near-instantly, he looked back at me, eyes grasping for something to keep him there. My brain clambered to find something that could lead him into the shower. Something. We were at the make or break point again, and I'd let it slip past me so many times before. He wasn't strong enough to say what I knew he wanted more than anything in these moments, and I just was too proud to push him into it. Even the select few times when I wasn't, he'd find a way to slip out soon enough. No, that wasn't going to happen again. I was far too hard, all for the lucid and clear fantasy of this panther, to let this slip. I could read the aggrivation as if it was spilling out of him- he wanted it just as bad as I did, if not more. The moment was starting to slip; I was thinking too much. I had to do something before he was gone again.
Awkwardly, he pulled his arm away, and tried to quickly turn around. No!
I darted in front of him. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was doing it. Before I could make any competant thought from any of this, our muzzles met, as did our warm stomachs- my slick member stood up against the stiff bulge in his jeans. Before I could really kiss, his lips told me his knees were getting weak. I moved into him, bucking my hips against his member; he moaned around our almost-sealed lips, and we moved.
His back slammed against the doorframe. His tongue flicked at my lips, and his body shuddered against mine. My god, was he overpowered by our lust. But it was getting even harder for me to keep my senses about me. I turned my head, meeting his passion with mine, and before I knew it, we were heatedly making out, in the middle of my hallway, my naked body pushed flush against his straining one. His tongue was my world, his lips were what kept it together. I didn't care what was going on in his head anymore- although the tongue was certainly a welcome surprise. He was going to get in that shower with me, and he didn't have a choice whether he'd like it or not.
My hands shook, grasping the buttons of his shirt, as we both panted and purred together, our lips were moving on their own now. His own paw slipped between us, and a stream of pleasure was thrown over my body as his fist tightened around my member. The friction of his pants, the feeling of his flexing member against mine, his warm and enveloping paw, and the flexibility of that wonderful tongue- I could've cummed right then. I moaned over his tongue, finally returning the favour, and flicked mine back. Our lips and tongues danced with each other in ecstacy.
The sounds of our sucking lips, the rhythmic panting and purring was almost enough to silence the sudden zip. My ears perked up high. His steaming hot member fell out onto mine. He moaned loudly, finally released. It all streamed out of him, and I shuddered as I could feel his control lifting, just as mine had. It was my turn to have all control taken from me now. His plush body pushed into mine, and my back slammed into the opposite doorway. He was almost choking me with his crazed tongue. His paw frantically moved over our members, harshly stroking between our soft bellies. The shirt I'd long forgotten about was now helped by his other paw; now three paws climbed all over his stomach to get it off.
This was the wildest thing I'd ever feel in my life. My body went weak from pleasure, my foreskin rubbing over his glans, both our members streaming pre-cum. The crude slapping sound of our members and scrotums meeting was even turning me on. It felt like a train crash over and over again as he pumped harder and our muzzles pressed to each other more passionately. The heavy beating of our mirrored hearts and the pumping of his paw between our bodies was too much for me to keep focus. It felt like we were just soaring through these unbridled feelings, using each others' muzzles to steer and distract both of us.
He was getting faster, beating both of us over the edge. I could feel the tightening of his member. His tongue was all over me. I couldn't handle it anymore, his strong arm had complete and total control over me. Finally, his shirt flew open, freeing him, enabling him to an even faster and wilder pace. We were barely kissing anymore; more like moaning over each others' lips as we licked at each other.
As he met heated and rushed pants, head went back, and a sharp yowl sparked my attention to reality. Before I could adjust to my senses, my belly was being coated with wave after wave of heavy warmth. The pipes of his member were straining against mine, his hips bucking as he came between our black and white bellies. I was amazed. Shot after shot, thick panther spunk washed over us both. It was entrancing. It was so warm, it was enthralling to know he was in the throes of a heated orgasm right here. I just wanted more of it. He definitely didn't disappoint, cum pouring all over us. He was panting hard, trying to fit moans in between his laboured breaths, but was far too out of breath for it to happen. I nearly forgot that I hadn't cum yet. He was still pumping us, as his cum was slowly ebbing from him.
That thought was all I needed, though. I was hit with a heavy spark, and as fast as my senses washed over me, they were pierced back away as his lips hit mine. I was silenced just in time, a muffled scream jolting through my body as my member tightened harder than it ever had before. My tongue shot out, fighting with his as my own cum spilled. I wasn't being modest either. Jolt after jolt, my body was releasing my tiger spunk just as hard as his did. It was amazing and erotic, and my body couldn't let any of the immense pleasure escape if it wanted to. My cum splashed over us, mixing with his, our fur coated with cat spunk now. He kept pumping us hard, and that was only fueling more cum between us. My balls were straining, sending out all they could, satiating this entire thing between us. Our tongues were a frenzy.
He kept beating us, even as my climax ebbed and cum slowly dribbled out. I wrapped my paws around him, senses, once again, coming back, to remind me what actually just happened.
Me and Adrian were making out on my bathroom wall, and he stroked us both to climax. What was once erotic ecstacy was now elated and unrestrained joy.
We just....! We really did! ... and it was amazing!
... can't wait 'til he comes to his senses....