Your Edging Panther Roommate (Horny Roommates II)

Story by MercerV on SoFurry

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#10 of Shorts (< 500 words)

Inspiration art: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/27194304


The clinking of bottles sounded through the kitchen as you rounded the corner to see your panther roommate closing the fridge. His fur was covered with a sheen of sweat and his cock was hard. He thought he could sneak out to the kitchen to grab some booze, but he was wrong. He gave a nervous yet confident chuckle in your direction before slipping away.

You knew what he was doing. This was his night to edge his dick till his fur was slopped with pre and his cock spasmed at the lightest touch. You'd hear his speakers through the wall blasting the moans of some panther twink getting railed. You could imagine him teasing his hole, his cock jumping in time with every graze across his pink pucker. He'd stroke his huge cock, precum slathering his tip as his heavy breaths betrayed the pleasure he experienced from slopping his jock cock around.

Eventually he'd feel his asshole clench, his pulse race, and his hips instinctively thrust as he blasted his jock spunk. Ropes would land on his snout, in his maw, drip down his chest and onto his abs, eventually mingling in his thick pubes. He thought his playtime was his secret, but that changed when you slowly pushed his door open. His cock bounced in the air as you invited yourself in, ready take his chunky load and handle his jock dick like it deserved to be handled.

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