Sneak Peek: Sex Education - Part 1
This is the first part of a 4 part series that I'm excited to show you all.
I had a lot of fun writing it, but how often do you get to write BAD sex? Yeah, you read that right. It was fun and it builds. Read the description for more.
DESCRIPTION: It's the 90's! Joseph and Terrance, Joey is a tiger and Terry a cougar, have been in marital bliss for a couple years now, and they couldn't be happier. Except Terry is going into heat again. The two grew up very traditionally, being from conservative families that simply didn't talk about sex, everything they knew they learned on their wedding night. Joey does is best, but he always leaves Terry feeling more hot and bothered than before. With Terry going into heat again, he willing to try anything to help satiate his needs. Maybe even take up their neighbor's offer to teach the couple on how their bodies really work.
Parts 2 and 3 are currently in the works and the 4th will be completed in the near future.
The commissioner would like to stay anonymous.
Sex Education
Part 1
Sneak Peek
The suds in the soapy water splashed softly as Terrance dunked their bright, yellow, plastic dishware into it. The cougar smiled, his tail flicking back and forth as he scrubbed away their dinner for two. His beige turtleneck’s sleeves were rolled up to expose his slender arms, the water matting his fur to show off his lean fingers as they worked the suds over the last bits of their steak and potatoes.
“There you go,” he purred and handed it over to his tiger husband, Joseph, who dunked it in the other side of the sink, rinsing off the suds. His black, oversized, crewneck sweater was faded from being washed so many times and had his sleeves curled up as well, exposing his toned forearms. The tiger was an avid jogger, but he liked to hide his toned body under the big sweaters and his bulky acid washed jeans.
“Thank you Terr-Bear,” Joey gave his husband a warm smile, his green eyes dazzling.
“Oh you,” Terry blushed and brought a hand up to his cheek, leaving a bit of suds behind.
“Oh, one sec Terry,” Joey grabbed a towel hanging from the fridge and patted away the suds. “There ya go.”
“Thanks,” the cougar smiled. “So did you hear anything new at work about that promotion?”
“Nothing yet, but you’ll be the first to know,” Joey finished rinsing the glass and stacked it in the drying rack. “Read anything good lately?”
“Just stuff from those magazines you don’t care for,” Terry shrugged while scrubbing silverware. “Though, you would have liked the title.” Terry cleared his throat and squared his shoulders before speaking like some news announcer. “‘It’s the 90’s, Downsize!’ isn’t that funny?”
“Oh my,” Joey continued stacking dishes. “It’s the 90’s, how old are we now?”
“Calm down, we’re only half way through our twenties,” Terry leaned against his husband, his arm pressing against Joey’s for a brief moment before pulling away and continuing to clean. “Though, we have been here for a year.”
“A whole year, wow,” Joey smirked and nodded, glancing over the oak paneling of their apartment, the off white paint and the mismatched living set. “That flew right by.”
“Yeah,” Terry sighed, leaning on the sink.
“What’s wrong Terr-Bear?” Joey finished putting the dishes in the drying rack and used a rag to dry his hands before offering it to Terrance.
“It’s just that…well you remember what I was going through when we moved in, right?”
“I mean, getting the keys was a nightmare,” Joey scratched his head trying to remember. “Oh wait, it’s happening again, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, I’m going into heat,” Terry dried his hands off and slapped the towel on the counter, well, more like a frustrated toss.
“Oh Terry, I’m sorry, I know it’s hard on ya. Anything we can do? Did you want to try having sex again?”
“I mean, we can try, but it usually just leaves me feeling worse than when we started,” Terry scowled at the predicament. “I forgot to get heat pads on the way home from the store too. Do you mind grabbing me a box on your morning jog tomorrow?”
“Sure, anything for you babe,” Joey leaned against the counter, his arms crossed. His ears flicked as he listened to his husband’s complaints. “I know sex isn’t your favorite thing, but we can at least try.”
“Yeah, I know you get tired of it too,” Terry sighed and looked up at his tall husband. Terry may be a five foot eight shorty, but his husband was a tall drink of water standing at just over six feet. “But it’s worth a shot. Can’t be any worse than just letting it fester.”
“Okay, how about I draw you a hot bath, we do the do, and you can go soak right after.” Joey smiled already walking over to the bathroom. “That usually helps take the edge off, right?”
“I guess,” Terry was already feeling down about his cycle. He already felt it coming on, having more urges than normal. They had sex twice this past week and Joey wasn’t used to performing that often.
“Hey,” Joey poked his head around the corner to look at his husband. “We’ll get through it. I swear I’ll make things better this time. I’ll even pick up some ice cream for you on your heat pad run, but for now, let’s see what we can do to nip this in the bud.”
“Yeah, I’d like that,” Terry smiled and pushed off the counter to get ready for sex.
It was the same routine as on their wedding night. The two would get into the bedroom, take off their outer clothes, neatly fold them so they wouldn’t get wrinkly, and be down to their wife beaters and boxers. The two slipped under the covers and looked at each other lovingly. Terrance’s golden eyes would twinkle as he looked into Joseph’s emerald ones. Slowly, under the covers, their fingers would find each other, slowly lace and close into an almost praying like stance.
“You ready?” Joey asked.
“I think so,” Terry nodded, averting his eyes from Joey’s shoulders and keeping his eyes on his husband’s emerald orbs. “Okay, turn out the light.”
“Gotcha,” Joey turned over and pulled the draw string on his lamp, the light going out, and shrouding their bedroom in darkness. With their other hands still laced together, Joey pulled himself close to his husband, their lips gently pressing against one another.
Soft little pecks on each other’s lips and the gentle squeezing of each other’s hands got them nice and warm.
“Ready?”
“Yeah,” Terry replied nervously and Joey squeezed his hands measuredly.
“Don’t worry, we’ll take it nice and slow like you like,” the tiger cooed, the smell of his breath and their steak dinner tingling on Terry’s nose.
“Okay…let’s get this started,” Terry took a gulp and let go of Joey’s hands so the cougar could discard his boxers. He kept them nearby so he could put them back on later, and Joey threaded his dick out of his boxers front vent. The sound of foil crinkling broke the dark silence as Terry took the condom and rolled it onto his penis.
“Owch!” Terry squeaked. “Careful, I think you just rubbed it against my thigh.”
“Sorry Terry,” Joey quickly apologized. “I’m almost there.”
“Ah! You’re too low,” the cougar pulled his cheeks together to keep Joey from touching his butthole.
“Sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry,” Joey apologized, his dick shrinking from having almost touched Terry’s butt, though he corrected himself appropriately and found the vulva. “Okay, you ready? I got it lined up with your vulva so we’re good to go when you are.”
“Okay, I’m ready, put it inside,” Terry whispered.
“Okay, nice and easy,” Joey purred, pressing his lips forward, his penis having a hard time getting into his husbands vagina. They learned a long time ago that the lubed condoms worked the best for this and it also made for easy clean up.
“You doin’ okay?” Joey asked.
“I…I think so? You’re not in yet, but it feels really tight. Sorry, I know I’m really tight down there, even though we’ve done so much lately.”
“It’s no big deal Terry, really,” Joey kept himself pushed up on his hands as he let his body weight pull him down. Then, he felt it give way as he sank the top of his dick into Terry’s vagina.
“OH! Ow-my goodness,” Terry panted as Joey’s penis sank into his vagina. “It’s always so sudden and stretchy, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry Terry, I’m going slow, we’ll wait,” Joey stayed there, his hips unmoving as his husband got acclimated to his vagina being spread.
“Okay, you can move it a little bit,” Terry nodded, even though he knew Joey couldn’t see him.
“Okay,” Joey started to gently move his hips back and forth, his tip sinking in and out of that vagina, their bodies getting warm as Joey started to sweat. “Is it feeling good?”
“It’s nice,” Terry responded, still feeling a little stretched but he felt that warm tingling spread through him. “I think it’s working.”
“I’m glad,” he tiger huffed as he maintained a solid missionary stance, his arms on either side of his husband as he gently messaged his tip in and out of his husband’s vulva. “Do you need me to go faster?”
“Yeah, I think so,” the cougar stifled his purrs so as to not distract his husband from his work.
“Alright, here it goes,” Joey kicked it up another notch, the head of his penis moving in and out a little faster as he started to get hot. It was always so difficult to maintain a speed like this and hold his body up to keep it from laying atop Terry. He was already under enough stress, he didn’t want to crush his husband when it was already tough enough for the little cougar as it was.
“I’m feeling it now,” Terry bit his lip as a gentle tingling tickled his spine, his fingers gripping the sheets as Joey continued to pump in and out. Then a bead of sweat smacked his nose.
“Oh, sorry,” Joey panted. “Sweating a bit up here. Do you want me to get you a pillow between us so you don’t get more sweat on you?”
“I mean, it’s fine, I’m going to take a bath right after anyway, so no need to stop.”
The two went on like this for a few minutes, asking if the other was okay, a few “sorry”s peppered in until Joey’s balls started to feel tight.
“I’m…gha…not gunna last much longer. I’m almost done,”
“Oh my goodness,” Terry huffed. “Go ahead.”
“Oh ahhh,” Joey held in as much of his grunts as he could as his dick throbbed, a few shots welling up on the tip of that condom.
Joey then pulled himself away from his husband and laid back down before putting his shaky hand in Terry’s.
“Do-Do you think it worked?”
“I…I don’t know,” Terry furrowed his brow, his body still buzzing, but now he felt oddly empty. “I think so?” The cougar lied.
“Good,” Joey panted. “I’ll take care of the condom and you can go take your bath. I’ll get your robe.”
“Thanks,” Terry sighed. Joey pulled the condom off and tied it to keep it from leaking, and then wrapped it in tissues before throwing it in the trash. He then got his boxers back on and grabbed the robe for Terry and setting it on the bed.
“Okay, I’ll be in the living room if you need anything. The bath should be at the perfect temperature now.”
It was. Terry cleaned himself in the bath, the space between his legs abuzz with activity as he cleaned himself. When he swiped over his vagina to clean the lube from the condom he gave a little yip of frustration as his super sensitive folds made him seize up.
“Oh no,” Terry sighed. “It’s worse than ever before.” It took everything Terry had not to pull his legs to himself. He just laid back and held back the tears.
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