Hang up your phone, and spread your legs for the lion
From Create Your Own Story
You snatch the phone from the lion's hand and press the end call button, making Christina's face vanish and her voice disappear from recent memory as your mind dips back into its lustful haze. You toss it behind you on the bed and lean back, opening your legs so he can see your dripping wet pussy practically bucking with need. He moves quickly, lining up his cock with your entrance, but stops short, rubbing the tip along your clit.
"P-please!" you moan whorishly, "don't f-fucking tease me! Just shove it in!" He needs no more invitation, slamming his rod inside an making your entire body convulse in pleasure. You release a groan, long and full of passion, as your limbs move to grasp him without command. As his thrusts begin, you feel more and more of your sense leak out, each pound making your mind more blank of all but your need. He leans in, putting his weight down on your body as he pounds you, pushing you into the bed as he claims mastery over your senses.
"F-fuck! Do it harder!" you cry, "Deeper! Fuck me!" With a roar he responds by quickening his already near-violent pace, leaning down to bite your shoulder. It's not enough to draw blood, but enough to ensure you know you're his. His whore, his fucktoy, his bitch. Your eyes grow hazy as you feel a familiar twitching, knowing he'll cum soon.
"Yeah, take it!" you hear his voice order, "You're my slut, fucking take everything!"
His voice sounds perfect, and you try to open wider for him. "Yes! Yes! I'm your slut! Your slutty whore! Fill me, please!" your voice cries out. His orgasm hits, causing yours to do the same as your head snaps back in a moan. Everything whites out, and all you know is pleasure and satisfaction. Minutes later you come down, pussy full and the lion kissing you deeply. You're kissing him back, and everything seems right as your arms lay flat in exhaustion.
"Hmm, damn. You're a good fuck. I'll have to keep you." He mutters as he takes a breath. His words pierce the haze of lust a bit and you recall the purpose you came here for.
You lightly raise a hand to hit him, which only comes down to a caress, "You bastard... I'll kill you in the morning." you mutter back to him, but laying there, pussy filled with cum and body satisfied like never before, it sounds insincere.
"We shall see," he chuckles before laying next to you. For all your resistance, you can't keep the specters of sleep from claiming you as you rest next to him.
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Naked, covered in cum and piss, filled pussy |
| Gender | Female | |
| Species | Fox | |
