Fuck the cuntboy's pussy.
From Create Your Own Story
The catboy hops onto your bed and lays down, before spreading his legs wide for you with a devious grin. He uses two fingers to gently spread his pink entrance to your view, and his tail twitches slightly in excitement.
You need no other encouragement. You run one hand through your mane fur for a second or two, savoring just how soft and lush it is. It's times like these that you appreciate just how handsome you are- you're blessed with a muscular form, luscious golden fur, and a cock any lion would die for. You step onto the bed and lean over the catboy's lean frame, placing one heavy paw on each thigh and spreading his legs wider. You line your spined cock up with his entrance, and ease your hips forward, slowly pressing deeper into his wet cunt. You wince as you feel his walls clench tightly around your cock, and glance over to his face to see if he's in pain.
He doesn't even seem to wince as your cock spreads his dripping pussy. When he notices you looking down to him, he grins, and gently runs one hand through your mane. His eyes are completely possessed with bestial desire, and lack any essence of pain.
"This doesn't hurt?" You let out a soft grunt, and slowly begin to thrust, rocking your hips and driving deeper into his agonizingly tight pussy.
He lets out a cresting moan and wraps his legs around your waist, pulling you deeper into him. His hands slip down to rest on your tight ass. "My ex-boyfriend was a horse," he replies in a slutty purr, rocking his hips in time with your thrusts. "I think I can handle a lion. Though you are much more handsome... and smell a hell of a lot better." His words are punctuated with soft sighing cry of pleasure, and he closes his eyes, leaning back into the bed.
You decide to pick up the pace, and the fucking grows rougher and more passionate. Your hips slap against his, burying your entire shaft into his clenching hole and feeling your heavy balls impact on his soft-furred taint. You're not sure how much time passes, but soon, your thrusts reach a rapid apex, driving your entire heavy body against his much smaller one and making the entire bed shudder with the impact of your movements.
His legs tighten around your hips, and he delivers a sharp slap to your tight ass. He leans forward to press his muzzle into the nape of your neck, and whispers, "Cum in me. Balls-deep, big boy. Don't hesitate."
You lack the energy to respond with words, and so simply let out a heavy growl, driving your cock into his pussy relentlessly. Your entire body tenses up as you drive into him as deeply as you can, and your cock throbs eagerly in his dripping cunt. You howl and climax, pumping several spurts of warm cum deep into his soaking cunt. When you finish, you collapse on top of him, breathing heavily, before rolling off to one side.
The catboy idly slips two fingers into his cunt, before raising them to his lips, presumably tasting your cum. "Not half-bad, big boy," he purrs. "A few more rounds like that, and you might get my number." He smirks a little to himself, and makes himself comfortable against your side.
"A few more rounds?" You lick your lips and shove the boy onto his back once more. Your still-hard cock presses against his cum-soaked entrance, teasing over his clit. "I have a little more left in me."
You fuck him for what feels like hours, cumming in his tight pussy twice more and letting him suck a fourth load out before you both pass out. When you wake up the next morning, you fuck him again in the shower. You make your way home, somewhat sleep-deprived yet quite satisfied. Yet, before you step out the door, he does pass you your phone- and in it, his contact and number.
| Furry Status | ||
| Health | 98 | Equipment:
Phone, Wallet, Keys, Cinderblock Uniform |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Lion | |
