A Tease and a Please
A Tease and a Please
By Bunny Hops
http://www.furaffinity.net/user/bunnyhops/
http://bunny-hops.sofurry.com/
Players
A twenty year old male Barbary lion (Panthera leo leo); toned muscles
An early twenties male striped skunk (Mephitis mephitis); skinny
The lion sat patiently on the edge of his hotel room bed. He knew what was in store for the evening so he was already well and hard underneath his clothes even with the sexy skinny skunk still fully dressed in front of him. The skunk had on a tight black windbreaker over a revealing white mesh shirt. Tight, low cut jeans completed the ensemble.
"Enjoying yourself, hon?" the skunk questioned as he lifted his arm high over his head and locked his elbows. He flowed his tail around behind him with exaggerated movements of his hips.
The lion said nothing, just smiled and slowly nodded his thick-maned head.
"Good to know, dear," the skunk had a smooth, effeminate voice that suited him well. He dropped his arms behind his back, causing his windbreaker to slide down just a little to reveal his black furred shoulders. The white fur of his back was just barely visible to the lion still seated patiently a couple of feet away. He kept his paws flat to his side, but he really wanted to take care of his hard dick. He looked down at himself briefly to see if his precum had soaked through his jeans yet, but all he saw was his huge man lump.
The skunk swayed his body slowly back and forth as he slowly bent his knees to dance himself lower to the floor. With each wave of his shoulders he allowed his windbreaker to slide farther and farther off his arms. Squatting just below the ground, his sexy, long furred striped tail the backdrop behind him, he disrobed his windbreaker, letting it rest on the hotel carpet.
The skunk danced in place as he slowly stood upright again. He spread his legs apart, crossed his arms and took the lower part of his mesh shirt in his paws and began to lift it up.
"No," the lion said in his deep, slightly gravely voice, "keep it on, I like it."
"Man knows what he likes," the skunk said as he smoothed his shirt back down. "Want me to take off my pants, big guy?"
"Oh, yea, sexy. I want to see your big man."
"Whatever you wish." With one paw he dragged a finger up his fly, pushing into the soft bulge before he reached his button. Deftly he popped the top button of his low cut jeans and jutted his hip out to the side; his tail swung in the opposite direction. He turned around, showing the muscled lion his firm ass with a lift of his tail. Keeping his legs straight, the skunk bent his hips and touched the floor. His tail went high in the air.
The lion squirmed where he sat. Staring at the skunks beautiful young ass, the lion couldn't take it any longer. He moved a paw from the bed and slid it under his jeans, letting his fingers get wet in his pre as his swirled the silky liquid all over his barbed head. He goaded his dickhole a little with a claw, causing his whole body to tighten in a flinch.
Still bent in an arch, the skunk zipped his fly down, releaving the pressure around his hips caused by the waistband. He suddenly released his legs so he crouched to the floor, bobbing is ass playfully inches above the floor. He twisted his head back to shoot a smile at the lion who starred transfixed on the skunks ass as his hand moved around inside in pants.
"Someone sees something they like," the skunk said sexily as he stood up again.
"Very much so," was the lion's response.
Taking the sides of his pants in paw, the skunk slowly lowered his jeans off of his legs while still pointing his tail at the lion. As he lowered the jeans down past his waist the lion was greeted with a deliciously bare ass. Well, not entirely bare. The skunk had on a silky thong that wonderfully juxtaposed his jet black fur with a bright green line in his ass crack. The lion was so fixated on the skunk's ass that he didn't notice the jeans had been danced all the way off.
The skunk turned around and took a step toward the lion. The skunk stood in front of him wearing nothing but a white mesh shirt and a green thong that hugged the contours of his man meat in an almost impossible way.
"You're not even hard," the lion said forlorn.
"I've done this too many times to get exited just because I'm dancing my clothes off, honey. Besides, you're hard enough for the both of us."
"You should take off your underwear now. Let me see that sheath of yours."
The skunk looped his fingers on the waistband of his thong where it met his thighs. This tightened the underwear around his junk as he rocked his arms side to side. He pulled down slightly, giving the lion a look at the top of his sheath where a little bald pink spot showed through the fur. Wiggling his paws teasingly lower he revealed a little more of the sheath, giving the lion a look at about half of his manhood.
The lion noticed his tongue was hanging out, so he quickly slurped his back in. His own paw was getting quite fresh with himself, too, at this point. He didn't want to cum, not yet, but he couldn't stop pleasuring himself.
The skunk rolled his thumbs around his side, until the thong only hung on his balls. He let go of the underwear and gently rubbed his rather thick sheath with a single finger.
"Want me to go on?"
"Oh, yes, yes. I want to tear that thong right off of you."
The skunk took the lion by the wrist of the hand that was pleasuring himself and pulled it out of his pants. The skunk them placed the lions paw on his furry crotch and whispered, "Then pull them down."
The lion lowered the thong, but had to use both paws to successfully get the article of clothing to the floor. He cupped the skunk's balls and wiggled them around in his paw. He slid his paw up and pressed into the warm soft sheath.
"What do you want to do, babe?" the skunk asked.
"Turn around."
"Oooh." The skunk did as he was told. The lion slapped his ass hard before pushing on his back to tell him to lean forward. The skunk did so, displaying himself to the lion with an up stretched tail and legs slightly apart. The lion starred at the skunk's clean pink tailhole for a second before leaning his face into it. His nose sidled up under the skunk's striped tail as the lion's tongue came out to give the hole a lick.
The skunk giggled and ooh'ed at the lion's abrasive tongue, "Want to stick anything else in me?"
The lion smiled and stuck two of his fingers in his mouth, making sure to saturate them with spit. He rubbed a finger gently around the skunk's tight pink puckered hole, leaving a snail-trail of spit before quickly inserting the fingers into the void. The skunks flinched slightly, but more from the unexpected than the unpleasurable.
The lion kept at it, pressing his fingers harder and farther into the skunk, not letting up.
"More fingers. More fingers," the skunk breathed. The lion reached his free paw around and took the skunk's junk in paw. The skunk certainly was enjoying himself and had already popped out of his sheath. He was slightly soft, but the lion could feel him growing in his paw with each accelerated heartbeat.
"As you wish." The lion pulled his paw out and touched all of his fingers together. He gave them a lick before returning to the skunk's hole. It provided a little resistance at first, but soon the lion found all his fingers penetrated. He pushed in farther, getting into the skunk up to his knuckles. The skunk's leg muscles were tightened hard, but the lion could feel the skunk enjoying himself with his other paw.
The lion began pawing the skunk's cock, letting his natural precum lubricate the experience.
Without warning, the lion tightened his shoulder and rammed his fist into the skunk. The skunk let out a moan as his whole body flinched, but he quickly recovered. The skunk was stretched tight around the lion's wrist and he found he could only move his fist back and forth about half a foot, so he did just that.
"You make me hard," the skunk mentioned through gritted teeth.
"Yes, I know," the lion whispered. "I can feel it." He gave a squeeze.
"Keep going, don't stop."
The lion rolled his fist inside the skunk, slowly, deliberately, hard. The skunk's knees started to rock, as if the skunk wanted to slam his knees together, but couldn't.
"I'm going to cum," the skunk groaned.
Suddenly the skunk's tailhole tightened around the lion's wrist and the skunk let out a high pitched moan. In the lion's paw the skunk's cock let forth a thick hot stream of cum that spurted in between the lion's fingers, spraying everywhere. He sputtered and spurted for more than just a few seconds before his body all of a sudden relaxed. The lion took it as a cue to pull his fist out.
"Oh, baby," the skunk said as he lowered himself to the floor. He rolled on his back and curled his legs up. "Anything I can do for you, big boy?"
"You know there is," the lion said standing up straight. He smelled his paw and smiled and he unzipped his fly and slipped out his barbed cock. The skunk starred up at his meat from his vantage point on the floor.
When the skunk started to move forward the lion stopped him, saying, "No, stay there. I got this."
The lion gripped his cock and began stroking himself with a hard, intense ferocity. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the pleasure quickly building inside of him. He was surprised he didn't already cum in his pants from all the excitement, but his release was only a short way away.
His pleasure ramped up and he orgasmed sharply. Jizz exploded out of him and his knees buckled, threatening to drop him to the floor like a sack of potatoes. He opened his eyes to see his seed spilling across the skunk's mesh-shirted chest.
After a few convulsions the lion sobered up enough to breath. He smiled with a stupid grin at the skunk lying on the hotel floor.
"What are you thinking about?" the skunk asked, squirming slightly and fluffing his tail playfully.
"It's just funny, you know. I just gave you a new stripe."