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Paul & Jane Part 2

Chapter 5

by: Rocky Raccoon

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Tracy moaned louder, and Paul realized he was letting her get too close. He let up on the pressure and slowed down, and the beautiful cat he was holding so close whimpered, "No... harder." Paul let out a throaty chuckle, and let her whimper. It caused her to grip his cock tighter for a second - he almost came before she remembered her teasing and lightened up.

Both were very, very horny and neither one could keep it up for long. After several minutes of mutual masturbation, he manipulated his dick into her pussy and started thrusting. She was perfectly wet for him, and finally fucking her felt great. Every thrust sent energy shooting down his cock and up his spine, and he couldn’t remember ever being this aroused. It was an effort to keep it slow, but her groans and his were his reward.

They kept that up only a short time before he pulled out. "No," she said, "No, do it. Do me. Fuck me!" He picked her up and wordlessly pushed her toward the large window of his office. Panting, breathless, Paul plunged himself into her from behind. "Ohhhhhh, yes," she cried, and the force drove her against the window.

Paul lasted longer than he thought he would. He actually had no idea how long he was fucking Tracy there, her breasts crushed against the window, her no-longer-professional shirt hanging loosely from her shoulders, and her tail wrapped around his waist as they fucked. He would lick and nip at her neck and ears at times. She purred and meowed passionately. He moved his paws up and down, stroking her sweaty, silky skin. Her paws caressed his neck, face and chest. His fingers circled her clit furiously in a way that they could both feel, that made them both moan. They both came, very loudly, and Paul slumped forward on Tracy’s shoulders. She lowered them slowly to the ground. Paul held her gently and looked at the clock.

He grimaced, but then his face slowly relaxed. Paul wrapped his arms around Tracy and squeezed. "Thanks for helping me work late," he whispered.

Tracy’s tail twitched once. "Too bad you’ve got a heavy work load." She smiled mischievously.