"How about we head back to my place?"
From Create Your Own Story
The boy's brow raises in some surprise, but his surprise quickly transforms into a smirk, followed by a nod. His hand slips down from your abs to rest on your waistband, and then slips into your briefs. You gasp lightly as his paw roughly and curiously gropes your sheath and balls, sizing you up. Lust blazes in his eyes.
You make your way back to the apartment in a blur. You order a cab and sit in the backseat, with your new hookup straddling your lap and eagerly pressing his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. About halfway through, he strips off his pants and a tight pair of briefs, tossing them on the cab floor. As soon those briefs slip down, you realize just who you're dealing with. Rather than a small feline sheath, like you were expecting, he has a tight pink cunt, pressing against the bulge in your jeans. He's a cuntboy, with a flat chest, generally male features, and a pussy rather than a cock. As you continue to kiss, your own paws grip tightly on his tight, lean ass, rotating and grinding his hips on your lap.
The cab pulls up to your building, and you both step out. The twink doesn't even bother picking up his discarded clothes, and steps onto the sidewalk without a shred of clothing beneath his waist. You rush into your apartment, and pull your date into your bedroom.
The boy eagerly yanks off his sweater and shirt, tossing both onto the floor without a care in the world. At the same time, you hurriedly strip off your tight shirt and drop your jeans to the floor, left wearing just your briefs. The cat drops to his knees in front of you, and presses his nose against your bulge. He sucks and licks at your sheath and balls through the thin fabric, savoring with every lick. Your cock quickly hardens, thick tip tenting up in his briefs. After a few moments, he pulls down your underwear as well, and begins to coat your feline shaft in slow, hungry licks.
You nudge him off of your cock and grab him by the shoulder, pulling him up to his feet. "I think it's about time we got to business," you murmur in a rough, growling whisper, licking your lips hungrily.
He smirks and lifts one leg, revealing his dripping cunt to your full view. He buries two fingers into his wet pussy, fingering himself roughly and bucking his hips slightly. "Good," he grunts, grinning right back to you. "Fuck me."
| Furry Status | ||
| Health | 98 | Equipment:
Phone, Wallet, Keys, Cinderblock Uniform |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Lion | |
