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“Does your person wear glasses?” the tigress asked as she stared at her side of the board with all the people still flipped up and staring at her. She had her elbows on the table as she glanced over at her friend to gauge his reaction. Kotek, Alex’s cougar friend, pushed his glasses up his snout as he looked down at his character card and took a few seconds to answer, either as a tactic to throw the tigress off or just because he wasn’t a very seasoned player of Guess Who like the tigress was.

Alex was an incredibly seasoned, almost to the point of salty, Guess Who player. It was more than a game of guessing which person on the board was the one your opponent had; it was chocked full of psychological analysis. The tigress was good at noticing the little things like how fast people breathed when they played, how many times they tapped their fingers while they waited to hear their opponent’s questions, and whether or not their voice cracked or shook when they spoke. Her super-sonic detective skills were one of the reasons why she was very good at playing the betrayal game Among Us, which she still held a winning streak within her friend group.

Kotek stared at his character card and tapped his fingers against the table three times. His eyes darted between the card and the tigress who sat across from him as he considered either telling her the truth and risk losing the game, or cheating somehow, and winning. “Uhhhhh, yes, they are wearing glasses.” Kotek didn’t want to be known as the person who cheated at a game meant for people aged six and up. Plus, the way that Alex was staring at him was intimidating, it was as if she could hear what he was thinking. Was that how she kept winning? Damned striped witch.

Alex’s continuous victory over the cougar wouldn’t have been a problem if they were playing the game without consequences, but since they were both a lot older than six, there was some alcohol involved. Three shots of pure vodka down the hatch for every wrong guess (resulting in an instant loss of the game), one shot of vodka for every question asked that doesn’t lead to any character eliminations, and three shots if the other player correctly guesses who. So far, Kotek had his character guessed by Alex once, guessed Alex’s wrong once, and had to take six shots. It was fair to say that he was a tiny bit tipsy.

“Okay… Glasses…” the tigress said with a purr as she turned her attention to the board of characters in front of her. She scanned over each and every one of them and started flipping the ones without glasses down to narrow down her search. Out of the 24 possible characters on her board, the tigress took down the 12 that weren’t wearing glasses. With only 12 characters left, the tigress leaned forward on her elbows, linked the fingers on both hands together, and placed her chin on the newly formed bridge between her hands. “Your move, cat boy,” she said with an unnecessarily sultry tone and winked at Kotek. Her lips morphed into a grin that he had seen many times before. Whether it was during her tennis matches, at the airsoft range, or when she played Mario Kart; it was the grin of a woman who had her strategy down to a tee. As pretty as Kotek often thought Alex was, that competitive grin of hers terrified him every time.

The puma boy swallowed what little saliva he had in his mouth with a loud gulp. When he saw that the tigress was already down to half of her board, he started to panic. If Alex won again, he’d be on the hook for three more shots of giggle juice. It’d take him up to nine shots, which was a LOT to down in such a short amount of time without any food or snacks in between. He stared at the 24 characters on his board and began to strategize. He needed to ask a question that would give him enough information to eliminate as many people as possible. After thinking about it for a minute, he decided to go the easy route and copied Alex’s homework. He changed it just enough to not get caught by the teacher.

“Does your person have perfect vision?” Kotek glanced over at Alex. No smile, just a blank stare at her through his thick glasses. He was a member of the blurry eyesight committee, too, but it wasn’t like he couldn’t see at all when he took them off; he could still see, it was just a little bit harder for him to see things that were further away. He did his best to analyze Alex the way that he knew she did to him, but she was hard to read. All she did was stare back at him with that same sexy, deadly, and terrifying smile. If she were a book, she had to be one in a completely different language, one that he did not understand, no matter how much he kept up with his Duolingo streak. There were no lessons for the language of a cunning tiger on any of the language learning apps. And there was absolutely no way in hell Alex was going to teach him any and lose the advantage that she had over him.

“Oh, you are so lame. Yes, my person has perfect vision.” The tigress rolled her eyes at the cougar and shook her head. She watched him like a hawk as he flicked his character tiles down one by one as if to taunt her. He took down 14 out of his 24 tiles, which made Alex panic just a little on the inside. For the first time, Kotek was in the lead and there was a high chance he could pull a win on her and leave her on the hook for three shots of vodka.

But it was Alex’s turn.

“Does your person have red hair?” the tigress asked her second elimination question. She had a lot of redheads on her side of the board, which meant if the cougar said “no”, she’d be able to narrow down her guesswork by a significant number. But he said “yes”, she was fucked, through and through.

“Yes.”

Fuck.

Out of the 12 that Alex had left on her board, only one wasn’t a redhead. Her high-risk high-reward strategy had back-fired, and Kotek was still in the lead. She angrily flipped down the only blonde person on her board and glared at the cougar. That cocky, sexy, and scary smile that was on her lips before was long gone. She did her best to mimic it, but it wasn’t the same. She was about to lose this game and she knew it.

Kotek knew it too, and once it was his turn, he decided to put all of his eggs in one basket and guessed who.

“Is your person…” The cougar paused to consider whether he really should go through with such a risky move. He wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol in his system or something else, but after just a second of consideration, he moved forward with his guess. “Maria?”

Alex stared at Kotek and her face turned pale under her orange, white, and black fur. She froze for a moment before she picked up her character card between two of her fingers and flung it toward him angrily. “Oh wow, fucking LUCKY guess.” The card zipped through the air and hit Kotek square on the nose.

The cat boy looked at Alex with a mix of excitement and confusion. He did not think that he’d get his guess right and was fully expecting to be downing three consecutive shots of vodka right then and there. After the card hit him on the nose, he managed to catch it right before it hit the table, flipped it over, and smiled wide. “NO fucking WAY! HAHAHAHAHA!!! The cougar cackled like an evil witch. He stuck his tongue out and waggled his eyebrows at her to rub it in. “Three shots, Alex, threeeeeeeeee shots.” Kotek grinned at the tiger as he slid the bottle of Stolichnaya vodka that had been at his side for most of the night over to her.

Alex caught the bottle as it slid in her direction, twisted the cap off, and poured herself a shot into her dry shot glass. With the clear, fermented potato juice filled up to the rim of the standard-sized shot glass, the tigress took in a deep breath, sighed, and knocked the shot back like it was nothing. She did the same with the second shot but squinted her eyes shut this time, and then she downed the third.

“Hooh!” She let out a refreshed sigh as she brought her empty shot glass down to the table. The glass made a loud thud and caused both Alex’s and Kotek’s ears to flicker. Alex sat there in silence for a few seconds and tapped her feet against the floor as she felt the warmth of the vodka that she had just consumed spread from her throat down to her stomach. The fur on her shoulders stood up slightly around the straps of her tank top as a shiver ran down her spine. She was a big fan of the warm feeling booze often gave once swallowed, it reminded her of another liquid that had a similar effect. If you know, you know.

The fur on Alex’s shoulders started to flatten down after around a minute or two and she turned her attention to Kotek, who was still gloating about his win. He wasn’t doing it verbally, but there was a certain look in his eyes, behind those nerdy ass spectacles of his, that just made Alex want to beat him again.

“Okay, time for round three,” Alex said with a slightly disgruntled grumble. She reached over to snatch the previous round’s character cards from Kotek and set them aside as she grabbed the deck of unused ones, shuffled it, and gave Kotek and herself one card each. She flipped all of her tiles up again, and the cougar did the same just a few seconds later. With the game set up again, Kotek got to start first as the winner of the previous game.

“Uhhhhhmmmm, does your person wear glasses?” Kotek asked.

“Oh fuck off.”

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Alex took this game a lot more seriously than the ones before. She had underestimated Kotek’s willingness to take risks, and thus, had her board game skills reality-checked. She took more risks, some of which paid off in spades, some of which didn’t. She wasn’t the only one to take the game more seriously, though. Kotek did, too, and they both ended up downing a lot more shots of vodka than either of them really should have. Three more for Alex and four more for Kotek. It was safe to say the Guess Who duo were a lot more than tipsy; with slurred speech, hiccups, and long alcohol-induced pauses dominating their game time, it was unclear who was going to win this time around. But with the amount of giggles and laughs that echoed throughout the dining area when one of them said something that made absolutely no sense, it was clear that they were having fun.

Who knew that board games could be a lot more fun with booze involved?

“Does your person….” Alex paused as she thought of what to ask. She looked at the three remaining characters on her board. All three of them were redheads, all three of them were men, and all three of them looked like the same exact person to her. (Racism). The differences between the three were subtle, so subtle that Alex had to read into what she thought the three men would be into sexually. One of them, looked like they were into the finer things in the bedroom, which gave the tigress an idea.

“Does your person look like they would enjoy the Rusty Trombone?” The tigress asked with an attempt at a serious expression, but her lips eventually curled into a smirk. She leaned on her elbows, nestled her chin on top of her intertwined hands, and stared at the cougar with her big emerald green eyes.

Kotek considered himself pretty adept at the English language, but when the tigress mentioned “Rusty Trombone”, he found himself perplexed and dumbfounded by this new term that he had never heard of before. Sure, he knew what a trombone was and he was familiar with the oxidation of metals, but who on Earth would “enjoy” their expensive brass instrument becoming damaged? With a furrowed brow, a slightly scrunched nose, and a wrinkled forehead that rivaled Gordon Ramsay’s, he shifted his gaze from his character card to the tigress and asked; “What is a Rusty Trombone?” He narrowed his eyes after he asked, too, perfecting the look of absolute confusion.

Alex looked at Kotek with an equally confused expression, minus the Ramsay forehead, and tilted her head to the side. “What? You don’t know what a Rusty Trombone is?”

The cougar shook his head and kept his confused expression on his face as he waited for the tigress to explain the strange phrase to his innocent cat boy brain.

Alex had her doubts surrounding whether Kotek really didn’t know what she was talking about or not. She suspected that he might have known what a Rusty Trombone was but was just faking it to get her to explain it to him. That was until the tigress looked him directly in the eye and saw a genuine sense of wonder and curiosity. The cougar didn’t wear his glasses just for show, he really was a cute, precious, and innocent little nerd.

The tigress cleared her throat and scratched under her nose a few times. She avoided Kotek’s gaze as she mentally prepped herself to say what she was about to say. Once she was ready, she looked him right in the eye with the most serious face that she could, as if she were a doctor delivering some bad news.

“Rusty Trombone is when someone eats a guy’s ass and jerks him off at the same time.” Alex shook her hand in the air and mimicked the motion of giving a hand job as she gave her friend the most straightforward definition that she could think of. There was no way that the cougar wouldn’t understand it, right?

Wrong.

Kotek’s brows furrowed together again, the alcohol in his blood that was circulated to his brain made it freeze and lag worse than a computer after a Windows update. He stared at Alex with thinking man’s eyes, but he could not compute. He heard what she said loud and clear, but for some odd reason, he didn’t get it. “Huh?” The cougar let out a confused noise that complimented his confused expression almost comically. “But I thought the trombone was an instrument?” He scratched an itch on his right arm. His eyes pleaded for Alex to clarify further.

Alex raised her brows up so high that her forehead formed waves bigger than the ones that washed on the shores of Thailand on Boxing Day of 2004. She was dumbfounded at how innocent and pure her friend was, but she had no idea how she was supposed to make it any clearer. The hand motion that she did was universal unless Kotek didn’t know what jerking off was, she was as clear as she could be, like the windows in a household where the wife was having an affair with Mr. Clean, kind of clear.

With an eye roll, Alex decided to change her question into a guess. A one-in-three chance was pretty easy to pull off, even Kotek was able to pull off worse odds than that. The tiger looked at the three characters on her board briefly before she redirected her gaze to the cougar opposite of her, and sighed.

“Alfred. Your character is Alfred.” The tigress smiled. Before the cougar could even reply to her to tell her if she was right or wrong, Alex flicked the other two characters down on her board.

Kotek had been outplayed, again. Although, it took him a couple seconds to realize it this time around. “Huh? Oh, fuck. Yeah…” He chuckled, plucked the large character card out from its holder, and showed it to Alex. He didn’t seem too bothered about his defeat, though. It appeared that his mind was preoccupied with other… things…

“Admit it, Ko, I am the Guess Who champion, and you will never, ever, ever dethrone me,” the tigress cackled and grabbed the bottle of vodka and Kotek’s shot glass to fill it up for him. Once his shot glass was filled up, she gently slid it over his way and watched him down it and squint from the burn. She poured him two more shots and he downed those, too. After a spicy sigh to clear the heat in his throat, the cougar sat there and twiddled his fingers.

As Kotek sat there and tapped the fingers on his differently colored hands together, Alex started to set up the next game. As she grabbed the deck of character cards, she noticed the unusual look on the finger-fiddling cat boy’s face. He looked like he had something important to say to her but didn’t know how to go about doing it. His eyes were wide, his brows relaxed, and his lips danced in between being sealed and opening up to start forming words. He looked like a video game character glitching out during a voice line, it was odd, to say the least.

“What.” Alex furrowed her brows at Kotek and started shuffling the deck of character cards in her hands.

“I’m still stuck on “Rusty Trombone,” I don’t get it,” Kotek furrowed his brows, too, and ran one of his hands through his short brown hair. “I don’t get it.”

Alex stopped mid-deck split and gave Kotek a look that was a mix of confusion and disappointment. She scoffed at him, shook her head, and continued shuffling the deck of cards. “What do you mean you don’t get it? I don’t know how I am supposed to explain it more simply.” After shuffling the deck of cards, she set it aside and leaned over the table on her elbows. “It’s when someone eats a guy’s ass. Jerks him off while doing it, yeah? So, it looks like they’re playing the trombone. You know what a trombone is, right?” Alex stuck her tongue out of her mouth, wiggled her strong and slimy muscle around, and did the jerking-off gesture with her hand again, but this time, she made it look more like she was playing the trombone with her tongue out. She even tried her best to mimic the sound that the brass instrument made, too, but it sounded more like a piss poor impression of Dumbo.

Kotek stared at Alex as she explained the phrase to him again. He wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol in his system or if it was because Alex wasn’t the best charades player, but he was still having trouble understanding and picturing what the tigress was describing. He knew what eating ass was and he obviously knew what jerking off was, but for some reason, combining the two together had him stunted. He leaned back in his seat and ran his hand through his hair again as he thought about getting his booty treated like a buffet and his dick like a shake weight. The more he thought about it, the more he was able to picture it in his head. And as his mind painted a clearer visualization of the act, he felt his heartbeat send a pulse through his flaccid dick. It was a weird feeling, but it was like a switch had been flipped that woke his dick up like Frankenstein’s Monster after the perfect lightning strike. He crossed his legs and put his elbows on the table to try and hide it and looked around at anything but the tigress.

Alex was getting frustrated with what she suspected was the cougar’s feigned innocence. But based on how long she had known him, there was a possibility that he wasn’t faking it, and the tigress thought it was kind of cute. Even if it sometimes came at the cost of her pleasure, she liked inexperienced men; ruining them was fun. After she spent enough time watching Kotek’s expression shift around more than someone diagnosed with bipolar disorder, she had enough. The tiger cleared her throat to get the cougar’s attention and pushed herself up onto her feet. Her chair pushed away from her and made a loud scratching noise against the floor that had her gritting her teeth. She stretched her arms over her head, yawned, placed one hand on her hip, and used the other to gesture and beckon Kotek to get up.

Kotek looked at her with raised eyebrows.

“Huh?”

“C’mon, loser.” Alex turned around and started walking away from the dining table.

Still confused as ever, the cougar slowly stood up from his chair and brushed at the small particles of dust that had accumulated on the short sleeves of his black Formula One branded t-shirt. Once he was fully stood up, he watched as the tigress walked away for a few seconds before he stepped out from between the table and his chair and scratched the back of his head. “Uhm, where are we going?”

Alex walked to the fridge that was in the kitchen just on the other side of the room from the dining table, grabbed a bottle of water, and poured herself a glass. She turned around, leaned against the kitchen island, and took a sip of the water. She stared at the cougar with a smirk that he could see through the glass as she swallowed the entire glass of water in one swig. Gotta stay hydrated! She let out a sigh, put the cap back on the bottle, and tucked it under her arm. She continued walking out of the kitchen and dining area with the bottle of water under her arm and glass in her hand. After a few steps, she turned her head over her shoulder slightly to look at Kotek with the same smile that she had when she was about to win Guess Who, the terrifying one.

“I’m going to show you what a “Rusty Trombone” is. C’mon.” the tigress chuckled as she headed toward her bedroom.

Kotek, stunned, stood there in the dining room with a slight tent in his shorts. It took him three additional seconds to process what she had said before he marched after her like a police cadet following orders.

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Kotek had never known the feeling of being naked, afraid, and aroused before. But that was what he felt as he stripped himself of his clothes and bent over the bed in front of Alex. Hearing her tongue glide over her teeth as she licked her lips didn’t help either. He was a big cat, just like Alex; their ancestors were side-by-side at the very top of the food chain. Why did he feel like he was her prey? And why did his dick get so hard just thinking about it? The cougar had his tail tucked between his legs to cover his hole, dick, and balls just to keep them safe.

At least Alex’s bed was comfy and she had a cute IKEA Blåhaj shark plushie that he could hug. He wasted no time in wrapping his arms around the shark plush once his torso was down on the bed and his rear was sticking out toward Alex. He pressed his face into it and was happy to find that the plush was covered in Alex’s scent. He sniffed, sniffed, and sniffed like a sniffer dog at an Australian airport. Alex’s scent was sweet; a mix of mangoes and strawberries, as well as the usual sweat smell that was unique to every single person. Kotek, who had been crushing on Alex for a long time, knew her scent very well, in a non-creepy way of course.

While Kotek got himself comfortable on the bed with Alex’s shark plush, Alex stood behind him and stripped herself of her clothes. Once she was naked, she walked up to the cougar, placed a hand on his rear, and watched as he sniffed her plush like the secret little pervert that she knew he was. Kotek didn’t even notice the hand on his ass as he continued to huff the shark plush like it was a drug.

The tigress was already intimidating with clothes on, so to have her naked behind him with full access to his most private bits made him a lot shyer than usual. His tail remained tucked in between his legs to keep him decent, but slowly started to raise as he continued to inhale the tigress’s smell from the shark plush that she slept with and sweated into every night. The more Kotek sniffed, the more his heart pumped blood to his dick. With each heartbeat, his dick twitched and grew more and more from its flaccid state.

Alex watched with a smile on her face as the little cat boy lost himself in her scent. Seeing how much he enjoyed her scent that was rubbed into her plush only made her wonder how wild he would become if he was able to sniff her scent directly from the source. After watching him sniff and enjoy her Blåhaj for about a minute, Alex squeezed Kotek’s twinky butt cheek to get his attention.

“You ready?” She asked with a singular raised eyebrow. She gave Kotek’s ass another firm squeeze, placed both her hands on it, and spread his cheeks apart. His tail, which had raised up about halfway as he got drunk on her scent-marinated plush, shot straight down and tucked itself between his legs again. But just before his tail could completely shut her out of his boyhole, she grabbed it with her right hand and tugged it upward. Kotek let out a soft yelp as he felt the tug on his tail. He pulled his face out from the shark plush and turned his head to look over his shoulder at Alex. He looked unsure whether he was ready or not and his tail fought with Alex’s grip around it, desperately trying to tuck itself away.

“Hhhhhnnnn… Y-Yeah.” The cougar stuttered as he replied. He was ready, nervous, but ready, even if his tail wasn’t.

Alex purred when she heard that Kotek was ready. After his verbal confirmation, she felt his tail’s movements that fought against her grip soften, and she let go of it. For a moment after she let his tail go, it looked as if it was going to tuck right back in between his legs again, but with Kotek’s head turned to look over his shoulder back at Alex, it lowered only a few centimeters but remained raised just enough to show off his cute pink pucker, his caramel-cream-colored balls, and his bubblegum pink cock. With his tail up, the cold air from the air conditioning blew over his hole and it winked in response to it. A shiver ran down Kotek’s spine as the chilly breeze blew over his bussy, benis, and balls. The AC was so cold that the skin on his balls started to become taut. If he stayed in that position for too long, his dick would go soft and small, as dicks often did in the cold.

Noticing his winking butthole, Alex slowly crouched down into a squat, slid the hand that she had on his right ass cheek down to his thigh, and let out deep and heavy breaths through her nose as she became eye-level with Kotek’s asshole. Alex’s nose wiggled and danced as it brushed by Kotek’s pink pucker and she took in his scent. She leaned her face in closer and sniffed a little harder to take in more of the scent particles that were wafting from his potent man-smell glands. The tigress had her nose just a few inches from the holy grail of male scent areas, the ass, the taint, and the ballsack; or as she liked to call them, “The Three Musketeers.”

The tigress’s nose continued to wiggle as she sniffed Kotek’s butthole like a dog greeting another dog. His scent was intense; a mix of soap, sweat, and pheromones that melted together into the perfect fragrance. Man Musk, the new fragrance from Chanel. Alex would spend every last penny to her name to purchase the entire stock if it were a real product. Not to wear on herself, but to spray all over her bed and pillows, so she can go to sleep smelling someone’s sweaty ballsack every night. Although, she could probably ask any of her male friends if he could rub his balls into her pillows, too, and achieve the same effect.

Alex’s breath blew over Kotek’s tight pucker as she sniffed him up like a line of the finest Columbian coffee creamer. Her breath was warm, a stark contrast to the cold AC that blew on his rear earlier. But her warm breath still made his butthole wink all the same.

The cougar watched as the tigress got on her knees behind him and got her face closer and closer to his restricted space. When he couldn’t see her anymore, he turned his head back around, rested his chin on the shark plush in his arms, and braced himself for Alex’s muzzle to fit itself right in the gap between his spread cheeks. His heart raced as Alex’s breath blew over his hole and taint over and over again. He could feel her face moving closer and closer, and just as he was starting to feel the tigress’s wiggling nose against his butt, the tigress pulled away.

Kotek was confused and turned to look over his shoulder when he sensed that Alex had pulled away from his hidden valley. Just as he was about to give the tigress a look, he felt her fingers wrap around his dick tighter than a vice grip around a stubborn bolt and something wet against the back side of his nutsack. Alex had grabbed him by the dick and shoved her nose right into his balls. He felt her nose rubbing and wiggling against the smooth and short fuzz of his backsack as she took in deep and slow breaths to breathe in his dried-up ball sweat.

‘Snnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnf.’ The tigress was no stranger to where the best parts of a guy to sniff were. The balls easily took the top spot, followed by armpits, with “everywhere else” being third place. With each breath in through her nose came an exhale out of her mouth that was more moan than breath. “Mmmmmmhaaahh…” Like a middle-aged white woman in the scented candle aisle at Bath and Body Works, the tigress kept sniffing, taking in the scent of her friend’s coin purse over and over again until she was satisfied, and like a middle-aged white woman, it also took a lot to satisfy her.

The smell of Kotek’s balls was similar to the smell of his boy hole but with the intensity of the pheromones cranked to 11 and that little bit of unique smell that scrotes usually possessed. The smell of balls was undoubtedly Alex’s favorite smell, there was just something about it that tickled every bit of her fancy, as it was evolutionarily designed to do. The more Alex sniffed, the more aroused she became. Her pussy flushed a soft pinkish red as her heart raced and pumped freshly oxidated blood all over her body. It didn’t take long for her to get wet.

With one knee on the ground to support her as she leaned into the puma boy’s ass, she stuck her tongue out from her mouth and dragged it across the underside of his balls.

‘Slrrp.’

The tigress’s tongue curled under Kotek’s sack, dragged up the back of them, and left a streak of her sticky saliva in his fur. Alex thought that Kotek’s scent was nice, but his taste? Hooh, boy, his taste was even better. He tasted like a caramel sucker; slightly salted and just the right amount of sweet. As her rough kitty cat tongue combed through his short ball fuzz, she purred and slowly started to move the hand that she had wrapped around Kotek’s cock back and forth in a jerking motion. Her grip around his dick loosened slightly to allow for easier movement and she rolled his foreskin back and forth over the shiny tip of his cock. With a flick of her tongue against Kotek’s taint, she tilted her chin down and started another lick from the bottom of his balls again.

‘Slrrrrrp.’

The first lick to Kotek’s balls made his entire body tense up. His balls tucked upward as the tigress’s rough tongue tickled his testicles and left them covered in her thick and viscous saliva. “Hhhhaaaahhhh,” he moaned. He fought with his tail, which wanted to tuck itself back in between his legs like its existence depended on it. The struggle resulted in his tail forming a pretty curve as it teetered between going down and remaining up. As Alex licked her way from the underside of his balls up to his taint, his dick twitched, throbbed, and grew even further away from its flaccid state in her hand. It grew thicker and longer and he had a full, rock-hard erection after just the second tongue-flick to his taint. His entire upper body shook and his legs wobbled as they struggled to find footing.

Noticing her brass instrument’s instability, Alex pulled her face out of his no man’s land, let go of his dick, and put both hands on his right leg. “Relax,” she said, feeling the cougar’s shaking transfer to her hands. She then gently lifted his leg up and shifted it about six inches to the left to spread his legs slightly further apart and put him in a more comfortable stance. Once she set his leg down and his paw touched the ground, his legs stopped wobbling and he became stable again. Doing this lowered the height of her trombone’s mouthpiece slightly, though, with the pink and fleshy hole now a lot closer to the tigress’s mouth than it was before.

Kotek let out a sigh once he was able to relax his strained legs in his more comfortable position. After a few heavy and dragged-out breaths, he buried his face in Alex’s shark plush and said something that was too muffled for anyone to make sense of.

“Ish hhhat duh rhuhsy hombhom?” said Kotek. He continued to take in slow and deep breaths through his nose; his slightly arched back rose and fell with each breath and his indecisive tail stopped trying to fight him. The poor cougar thought it was over, that Alex’s little demonstration was just that, a demonstration. What he didn’t know, was that Alex wasn’t done, she hadn’t even technically given him the Rusty Trombone, yet.

But she was about to

.

The tigress was good at translating pillow-muffled bottom boy speak, so she knew exactly what the noises that came from Kotek through her shark plushie meant. She let go of his leg and sat there on one knee behind Kotek with a smirk on her face that she wished he could see. “No,” she replied and grabbed him by the cock with her right hand again. She used her grip on his cock as leverage to pull Kotek a little more off the bed and toward her, which brought her face right in between his twin peaks again, but this time her chin was only slightly tilted upward. She wasted no time in taking in another deep breath as her nose nestled itself right under the cougar boy’s tail. Her lips touched his pucker, she closed her eyes, and she started jerking the cougar off with the hand wrapped around his dick.

Alex started with gentle smooches against Kotek’s hole first, but then she slowly pushed her tongue out from between her lips and gently licked it. Her pink and saliva-slicked muscle gently poked and prodded against his tight entrance and his pucker clenched and winked in response. With her tongue stuck out, the tigress nodded her head up and down and dragged her tongue all over his boy hole and taint, leaving even more of her saliva on him. The more she licked, the louder she became, with slurping, sloshing, and suckling sounds coming from the tigress as she eagerly ate the boy out. Her hand around his dick moved from tip to base then base to tip over and over again, and Kotek’s balls bounced against her hand as she increased the speed of her pumping.

‘Schlorp, schlllllp, schlaaarrrrp!’

The sloppy ass-eating sounds echoed throughout the bedroom and Kotek found himself hugging the shark plushie in front of him tight. He had never had his ass eaten before, which probably explained why he was having trouble understanding Alex’s explanation earlier. He always thought he wasn’t a fan of butt stuff, but like a straight man who insisted that he “wasn’t gay” like his life depended on it, he had always fantasized about it. Feeling the tigress’s tongue on his asshole had him squirming like a needy little worm. His tail had stopped trying to tuck between his legs and was now raised up so high that it curled over enough to almost touch his arched back.

“Mmmrmrrnnnnnnn… Mmmmmnnnnnggggg!” The cougar closed his eyes and squirmed. His squirming got progressively louder the longer Alex ate his ass out. The ass eating alone would have been enough to get him to be the reason for Alex’s spiteful neighbors to file a noise complaint, but with her hand milking his dick like the udder of a cow on a dairy farm, he was almost screaming out his cute noises. He got so loud that Alex became concerned that she was doing something wrong.

“Hhhhnnnnnnnnaaaaaahhhhh!”

Alex quickly opened her eyes and pulled her face out from the cougar’s ass crack. She was so quick that a string of saliva swung from Kotek’s hole and landed on her chin. She stopped the hand jerking his dick off, raised her brows, and peeked her head over his ass to look at him to make sure that he was okay. After wiping her chin with the back of her left hand and licking it, Alex raised her brow further and put that very same hand on Kotek’s butt to get his attention.

“You good over there? I can stop if you want me to.” The tigress had a genuine look of concern on her face as she looked at Kotek, despite the unkempt fur around her muzzle from her rigorous ass-eating, she looked genuinely concerned.

Kotek continued to squirm, even after the tigress pulled away. His pucker winked as he clenched his hole, eagerly begging for Alex to go back in there and keep devouring his ass like an all-you-can-eat buffet. A few seconds after Alex asked him if he was okay, his squirms subsided, but the cougar still had the majority of his face buried in the shark plush. He turned his head slightly, opened his eyes, and glanced at the tigress asking him if he was good. His cheeks were red, his mouth was slightly agape, and the fur on the back of his neck was all fluffed up like he was in attack mode. As he looked at her, his baby blue eyes reflected something that Alex had never seen in him before.

“Yeah? I-I’m good.” Kotek responded to her wellness check. But instead of turning back and stuffing his face back into the plush, he kept staring at her as if he had something else to say.

“Can you keep eating my ass?” The cougar said in the horniest, most gooner way imaginable. The sparkle in his eyes that Alex didn’t recognize was that of innocence lost. He no longer had baby blue eyes, but bawdy blue eyes. The look he gave her with just half of his face visible was so heated that Alex felt something steaming in the room. At first, she thought it was a breeze from the outside that somehow got in, but upon further inspection (after looking down in between her own legs), she realized she was steaming. Her pussy was dripping with arousal and her body heat was getting intense, resulting in a slight sauna-esque feeling coming from her hot, sticky, and drippy pussy.

Alex was a firm believer that actions spoke louder than words, and with that philosophy in mind, she pressed her face right back into Kotek’s ass and resumed punching his tight pucker with her tongue. Her muzzle bumped into him a little hard as she was almost as eager as he was to continue. Alex let out soft moans in between her loud and sloppy ass-eating noises.

“Mmmrrrnnn…”

Alex resumed jerking Kotek off, too and played him like the good rusty musky trombone that he was. She didn’t start off slow this time either and resumed jerking him off at the same speed that she had left off at right away. Her wrist pumped up and down along the length of his bubblegum pink penis and rolled his foreskin back and forth over his tip over and over as she licked, sucked, and sniffed his asshole. She dragged her tongue up and down his hole, over his winks and clenches, and closed her eyes as she got lost in his scent and flavor. This time around, Alex got a little braver, pushed her tongue against the cougar’s tight pucker hard, and slipped her tongue inside his warm hole just a little bit. After a minute of giving him the rusty trombone and having the cougar’s balls slap against her hand as she jerked him off, she felt his dick twitch, throb, and fight with her grip around it a little more aggressively than before.

Kotek curled his fingers into the Blåhaj so tight that it stretched and wrinkled the poor plush’s fabric. The tigress’s tongue returning to his boy hole felt good, great, even. He was ashamed to admit it, but he was starting to open up a little more to butt stuff. He knew that it was a slippery slope that could end with him getting fucked in the ass or pegged one day, but it probably wouldn’t be so bad if Alex was the one doing it like she was doing now. The feeling of having his ass eaten was hard for him to describe; it kind of tickled, the warmth was nice, and the wetness and slight pressure against his tight hole whenever Alex’s tongue pushed against it in an attempt to get that muscle made his toes curl into the floor.

“Mmmmmnnnnfff!” He squirmed louder as the tigress’s rough tongue made its way inside him. The way it swirled and scooped around inside him made his legs shake almost violently. His balls tucked upward every couple of seconds as he had his ass eaten a little more thoroughly this time around. The way Alex’s tongue flicked and curled inside him was a weird sensation to him, it felt good. But did this mean he was a bottom? Was he going to have to live his life as a bottom now? He was conflicted. But maybe that was the alcohol in his bloodstream talking. His dick twitched and throbbed harder and harder and his bussy clenched around Alex’s tongue harder and harder, too. His spunk-filled balls tucked upward after every bounce against Alex’s professional cock-milking hand. He felt a tingle build up in his groin, pushed his face further into the shark plushie, and got himself lost in Alex’s marinade again. He sniffed her scent more and more and let out loud moans, squirms, and purrs as he felt himself scoot closer and closer to his climax.

Being the well-mannered boy that he was, he decided to give Alex a warning that he was about to bust. With shaky breath, even shakier legs, and a blush on his cheeks redder than Bolognese pasta sauce, Kotek spoke through his moans. “Hhhhnnnnnnng…. I-haaahhh… I’m about to… Cum….”

Kotek didn’t need to tell Alex that; she knew he was close. She could feel it in her hand from how hard his dick twitched and how much his balls tucked upward with each flick of her wrist. The way his boy hole clenched around her tongue was a big tell, too. But the verbal confirmation from him was nice to have since it allowed her to blindly tap the hand that she was not using on the cougar’s slide tube (the moving part on the trombone), and grab her empty glass of water that she brought from the kitchen earlier. With her hand around the glass, she held it under Kotek’s dick as she continued to pump and milk him until his squirms were so loud that even the shark plush wasn’t able to muffle it at all.

The louder Kotek was, the more aggressively Alex ate him out. She jerked him off faster and faster, to the point where his balls slapped against her hand and made the same wet noise that they would have made had he been laying pipe in Alex’s wet pussy.

‘Plap, plap, plap!’

Kotek’s entire body trembled and the fur on his back stood up as a shiver traveled down his spine. He gasped for air, bucked his hips forward into Alex’s hand, and let out the loudest squirm of his life.

‘Plap, plap, plap, plap!’

“Mmmmmmmrrrf!”

Kotek’s dick and balls were hotter than a wok in the kitchen of a Chinese restaurant, and the way it was throbbing along with Alex’s jerking motion made it feel like Alex was handling one. After three throbs that were strong enough to throw the tigress’s handjob rhythm off, his dick jerked upward, and his seed shot through his shaft and out of his tip. Right as his dick started to produce, Alex lifted her pinky up to move it out of the way of the slit in his dick, and the first rope of his thick, white, and creamy kitty milk shot into Alex’s cup like mayonnaise being forced out of a brand new squeezy bottle; loud, wet, and in abundance.

‘Glrk, glrk, splrt, splort,’

The cougar’s white cream splashed against the bottom of the glass in Alex’s hand. The first rope was enough to cover the entire bottom of the glass. The second rope was even bigger than the first and filled the glass in Alex’s hand up even more. Kotek’s entire lower half spasmed as he was milked into the glass. Alex continued sliding her hand up and down the length of his cock as he came and continued to eat his ass, too. The overwhelming wave of pleasure that washed over him as she kept going, even as he reached his highest point, had his moans, gasps, and squirms reaching dangerous high double-digit decibel levels.

‘Splort, splurmt, splurt.’

Kotek curled his toes, dug his claws into the floor, and did the same with his hands around Alex’s shark plush. His balls churned and bounced against Alex’s hand and his little booty shook cutely in sync with each time he squirted a rope of his load into the glass.

“Mmmmmmmhmmmmmnnnrrrrfff!!! Hnnnnnnnnggaaaaaahhh…. Gyuuhhhh…”

The glass in Alex’s hand quickly filled up with Kotek’s cum and became warm to the touch. The tigress continued to push her tongue in and out of her cat friend’s hole as she milked and squeezed his toothpaste tube dick of all it had. With her pinky out, it looked like she was pouring herself a fancy coconut liqueur. The tigress purred and moaned as she felt Kotek’s hole clench around her tongue harder with each rope of cum that shout out from his dick. Her purrs sent vibrations through his ass and pushed the pleasure up to the max just as the cougar’s ropes started to slow from “shaken soda bottle” to “spilled latex glue.”

The very last drop of Kotek’s load was squeezed out of him as Alex’s hand slid from the base of his dick all the way to his tip one final time. The thick, white, and creamy glob fell from his pink dick head and landed in the glass that was three-quarters the way full of his hot and sizzling jizz. Once the cat boy was out of cream, Alex removed her hand from his dong and pulled her face out from his ass crack, much to the dismay of his clenching hole that still squeezed and gripped around her tongue and lower lip as she retreated from the trenches. Multiple strings of her sticky saliva stretched between her muzzle and Kotek’s rear as she pulled away and opened her eyes.

Kotek’s hole was a mess, the usually soft and untouched fur of his rear was spiked up and there was a big trail of saliva that stretched from the underside of his balls all the way up to the base of his tail where Alex had her nose tucked into. A smile stretched across the tigress’s face as she admired her handiwork and it stretched even wider once her eyes moved a little further down to look at the glass of fresh milk she had just collected from her cute little squirmy wormy cow. After twirling the cum in the glass a few times, Alex snickered, stood up, walked over to the side of the bed, and sat on the edge next to the huffing cat boy with his face buried in the shark.

The tigress’s arrival on the bed made the mattress shift slightly, which caught Kotek’s attention and brought him out of his orgasm high just enough for him to look at her. His face was still red, his legs were still shaking, and sweat rolled through the thick fur on his cheek as he raised his eyebrows at the glass of white liquid that the tiger held in her hand.

“Is that?”

“Your load? Mhm.” Alex interrupted him.

Kotek looked surprised at the size of his load. The glass was almost full! He let out a soft chuckle as he stared at the glass in Alex’s hand. Maybe not being such a gooner was a good thing. He wasn’t a doctor or anything, but what the tiger had in her glass looked like a healthy nut. After about ten seconds of looking at his own cum in the IKEA glass, Kotek opened his mouth to brag about how he hadn’t jerked off in a month. But before he could, Alex leaned on her arm, turned to look at him, and brought the glass of his cum to her lips. She tilted her head back slightly, tilted the glass toward her muzzle, and let the thick liquid slide down the side of the glass and into her mouth.

Kotek went wide-eyed and stared attentively as his cream slid into the tigress’s mouth and down her throat. Alex’s throat pulsed as she swallowed with very loud gulps. Gotta stay hydrated!

‘Glk, glk, glk, glk.’

‘Glk…’ After five gulps, the cum in the glass was gone. With a smack to her lips, the tigress set the glass down on the floor, leaned on both of her arms, and turned to look at Kotek again. A loud purr rumbled from her chest as she licked licked her lips and wiped the cum off her chin with her shoulder. She missed the cumstache that had formed on her upper lip completely, though. Whether it was on purpose or not, Kotek had no idea. All he knew was his heart was racing again and that all the blood in his body went straight to his dick.

With her cumstache making her look like a Got Milk? poster but nasty, Alex smiled at the cougar and patted him on his shoulder.

“So, all clear on the Rusty Trombone now?”

Kotek did not reply, he had passed out with his face in the shark plush and his ass up in the air.

“Tch. Bottom.” The tigress rolled her eyes and chuckled. She stared at her wet pussy for a few seconds before she turned her attention to the cougar’s rock-hard and throbbing dick that hung off the back of the bed with a sinister smile.

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Art by marsCCTS

Kotek by Shapiro 

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