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Waiting for the car to go past, the lemur quickly trotted across the road. The asphalt was hot underfoot and he had not bothered with any footwear. He was headed to the beach, so he didn’t need it really. Adjusting his grip on the cooler with his drinks and the bag carrying his towel and a pillow, he headed onward.

Reaching the old wooden stairs that lead down to the beach, the lemur stopped at the top. It was absolutely packed, there were people everywhere. He could see a big group playing volleyball, spread out were families with kits and cubs running about the place and in another spot was a group of reptiles sunning themselves.

It was going to be a struggle to find a nice quiet spot to chill, he thought to himself. Sighing softly, he started down the stairs, he had not come all the way here just to be deterred by a crowd. Maybe there was somewhere further up the beach where there were fewer people? He might have to walk a bit, but it would be better than having to deal with a crowd.

Stepping off the final stair onto the beach, the lemur’s feet were once again hit with a searing warmth, this time it was much more bearable though. The sand was hot but not like the road had been. He headed out towards the water a bit, before diverting further to the north and setting off to hopefully find a quieter place.

Thankfully, the further he headed the fewer people there were. He had considered stopping a couple of times, but he had ventured on. Eventually he crested a dune in the sand, and on the other side it felt like a completely different place. There were still some palm trees on the beach here and there wasn’t a soul in sight.

The lemur made his way over to a group of the palms that were closer together. They made a nice shaded area in which he could relax. Being so far away from people meant the only sounds he could really hear were the ocean and the gulls. Zokal would rather hear the waves lapping on the sand than have children yelling or screaming about near them.

Dude this is the perfect spot, the lemur thought to themselves as they stuck their belongings down on the sand. It was a warm, sunny day with barely a cloud in the sky and so for Zokal, that was why he wanted to head down to the local beach. Initially he’d been thinking about surfing but deciding instead to just relax and enjoy their time.

Laying out their towel, the lemur looked out towards the water, perhaps they would go for a swim a bit later. A cool gentle breeze made their palm frond print shirt sway, they had not bothered to do the buttons up in the warmer weather. Adjusting their board shorts a little, they sat down, tucking a pillow he’d brought along with them behind their back to cushion the palm trunk.

Dragging their cooler closer, Zokal popped it open and picked up a glass that was resting amongst the ice. Cracking open a colorful fruity drink, they poured some into their glass before dropping a few pieces of fruit in as well. Tossing in a straw to sip it through, their masterpiece of liquid luxury was complete. They carefully sat it beside them so they could move the cooler up next to the palm, before picking it up and relaxing back against the tree.

Taking a sip of their cool drink, the lemur looked past their soft stomach at the ocean. The waves were quite gentle, lapping calmly at the beach like they were as relaxed and at ease as he was. The small waves would have been horrible for surfing, so he was glad that he’d not hauled his board here. Down in the water though there were all kinds of species enjoying a swim, just from a quick glance there was an equine, some otters, a snow leopard trying to not die in the heat and a variety of canines.

Far too many people then he cared to be bothered with at the moment, he was quite content to just sip his drink and relax under the palms. Whenever Zokal had some free time, this was his preferred place to be, down by the beach just soaking up the sun, sea, and sights. Regardless of whether they were out in the water on their board or swimming, or here on the beach he was simply happy to be here.

Lying back, they adjusted their sunglasses to rest a bit better on their face. They were happy here, the warmth in the air, the cool sea breeze blowing off the ocean and the sounds of the beach made for a relaxing time. Taking another sip from their drink the lemur sat it up on their cooler, before getting comfortable.

A yawn escaped from their mouth; they were so at ease that a nap sounded good right about now. They would take a brief one once he’d finished the drink, the lemur didn’t want to waste it after all. Zokal reached down to scratch an itch on his stomach, their softer belly jiggling slightly with the motions.

They were caught off guard by a paw grabbing onto theirs and moving it away. Sitting up a little and looking at who had just invaded their personal space, he found an otter gal bouncing up into his lap. Her smaller paws gently scratching the itch and then scritching across more of his exposed tum. Her smaller claws felt nice running through his fur like that.

The otter had her hair up in a ponytail, a couple of loose hairs dangled in front of her face though giving her a cuter appearance. She was wearing a simple bikini; it was red and white striped. It hugged her breasts snuggly whilst the bottom was tucked under her tail. He wasn’t sure who this otter was, but he was happy to have the attention.

She moved from his lap and knelt in the sand between his legs, her hands also coming down, hooking onto the top of his shorts. A quick tug later had them below his groin, exposing his surprisingly stiff member to the world. He knew he should be embarrassed or scared but he felt calm about it. If this otter wanted to have some fun here, then why not?

Her hand streaked up the inner side of his thigh, creeping closer before it wrapped around his cock. The feeling of her paw enveloped around his dick felt good. Her hand gently started to stroke it, slowly, teasingly so. The lemur didn’t care though, it felt nice. The way it gripped, rubbed, and stroked. How the otter’s paw wrapped fully around it despite her smaller size boggled his mind.

She was moving her hand at a decent pace now; her other paw had come up and was gripping on as well. He could feel himself getting stiffer, he could swear this otter was working magic on his cock. It wasn’t anything except an excellently talented otter. Her head had started to come up close to his cock, was she about to start sucking him? Gods that would make him blow.

Blow is exactly what was happening though, she leaned close and was blowing on his cock? What, why was she just sitting there holding his cock, just below its head, and blowing on it like it’s a candle on a cake? Was this some elaborate joke? He reached down, hoping to grab her head and guide himself in, but was shocked when his hand passed right through her. What? That didn’t make any sense at all. He could feel her holding his cock, but he could not touch her. Was she some kind of ghost?

A hard thump into the lemur’s side suddenly made him sit up with a startled snort and grunt. His sleepy mind slowly coming to grasp on what had happened, he had fallen asleep and had been dreaming. Damn. There was no cute otter girl here. Sitting beside him was a volleyball, it must have been what woke him up and had to have come from somewhere else on the beach as he couldn’t see anyone nearby.

As he lay back down though, he could certainly feel his erect member straining against his shorts. That dream had left him feeling horny and hard all right. Maybe he could get away with dealing with it before whoever owned that ball came looking for it? After all he was in a secluded part of the beach, so the odds of anyone else coming over to him were slim.

Lifting his hips off his towel a bit, he slid his shorts down, freeing his erect cock and lowering them far enough that they were not pressing against his balls either. Taking his shaft into his hand he closed his eyes, imagining that otter girl being back. Thinking about her stroking his pole, but also this time, taking it into her mouth.

A soft giggle interrupted his moment though and he sat up again in a hurry. Standing in front of him was a tall, black furred lioness sporting a stunning green mohawk atop her head. She was wearing a green bikini that almost matched her hair in color. Her amber eyes though, they weren’t looking at his face they were clearly focused elsewhere.

“That, uhh, that’s my ball there.” she said pointing to the volleyball that lay beside him in the sand. “Could I have it back, please?” She asked politely but her eyes were still looking down at his exposed cock. “Or would you like me to take care of that for you in exchange for it?”

Zokal was stunned, he didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t still dreaming, was he? Surely not. He felt guilt, shock and a slight bit of shame exposing himself here on the beach now that he had been caught. There was no way he could ask this random girl to suck him off just to get her volleyball back.

“Sure, you can-” The lemur was cut off by her pushing him onto his back, and before he could say anything else on the matter her hand was down on his cock. The look on her face made it clear she wanted to, so the lemur just went along with it. Who was he to stop a sexy lioness from helping him with his horniness.

Her paw felt warm around his cock, stroking it slowly, going from base to tip. A smile spreading across her face as he let her get to work, she moved between his legs properly, getting a better position for what she was doing. Now she was here though she let go of his cock, instead reaching behind her and undoing the top of her bikini, pulling it off and letting the lemur get a view of her breasts.

Her green nipples, with small golden piercings, contrasted against the grey fur on her chest. She cupped her boobs, squeezing them together and shaking them for Zokal to see. With a soft giggle she let them hang free, returning her hand back to his shaft, resuming her slow and gentle stroking of his cock.

Her other hand came up, cupping his sack gently, rolling his balls between her fingers. A soft purr rose in the feline’s throat as she increased her pace on the prosimian’s member. She was enjoying hearing him softly gasp every time she ran her thumb across the head of his cock. The cat realized that he was quite sensitive there.

A smile spread across her lips again as she lowered herself, running her rough feline tongue across the head of the lemur’s dick. Unable to resist letting out a moan from the sensation, Zokal found himself giving in to the big cat and letting her please him how she wanted to. Given her larger size compared to him, she was more than able to prevent him resisting anyway.

The felines tongue swirled around the tip making the lemurs cock twitch. Another gasp from his lips, as one of his hands came down and rested on her head, rubbing through her mohawk on top of it. Taking that as a sign she should continue, the lioness closed her mouth around his tip, before sliding some more of his dick deeper into her mouth. Her tongue continuing to swish around his member.

Moving her hand out of the way of her mouth, she gently ran it along the inside of the lemur’s thigh. With his dick now clear, the lioness sank herself deeper onto his modest member. To Zokal’s surprise the feline was able to take his entire shaft into her mouth without any sort of struggle. Either she was a pro at sucking cock, or she had good control over her gag reflex.

Slowly lifting her head up, she stopped once his tip was the only part staying in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, making him groan in pleasure and buck his hips up a little. The lioness started to bob her head on his cock, not forcing herself to take the entire length but to the lemur, it was great.

The way her tongue ran across the bottom of his cock, the warmth of her mouth and the vibrations from her purring were all quickly combining to bring him closer to cumming. Ancestors above, was she good at sucking cock and he found himself subconsciously bucking his hips up into her muzzle as his hand ran through her mohawk, messing it up, but he didn’t care.

His cock swelled a little in her mouth and twitched as he came closer to his orgasm, but as he did, she suddenly pulled her mouth off his cock. Licking her muzzle clean, she smiled a devious grin as she leaned in closer to him. She slid his cock up between her boobs, cupping them again as she started to rub them against his dick.

The poor lemur was not ready for her to give him a tit job. He was already close to cumming, and seeing her glowing nipples and breasts wrapped around his dick, stroking it was too much. The lemur let out a soft squeal as his cock started to spurt its load out from between her tits. His hips thrusting up as rope after rope of cum fired out of his cock.

Without letting his dick go, the lioness tilted her head down licking her boobs clean as best she could. As soon as she was satisfied they were clean enough, she slipped the lemurs sensitive cock back into her mouth, running her tongue around and across it, cleaning any and all mess that was left. Once she was done, she let his cock slip free with a pop and a gentle kiss on the tip.

Lying there catching his breath the lemur could not believe that he’d just had the best head of his life from an accident on the beach. He was extra glad he came down today now. Opening his eyes and sitting up, Zokal was surprised to find the lioness was gone. Her ball was too, however still draped across his lap was her bikini top.

He let out a chuckle to himself, now realizing that the ball bouncing over to him was probably done on purpose. She had seen him sleeping with the hard on and decided to do something about it. The lemur certainly was not going to complain about it, he was, however, going to be coming back to this spot regularly if it meant he got head along with a day at the beach.