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This story was written for HandofBlades as part of my Patreon request days for July. It contains sexual acts between multiple consenting adults, dom/sub play and orgy based fun. :3

So Close

Victory is so close. You know it. You can feel it.

You stumble into the master bedroom. Your cock is so hard it feels like if you don't touch it, if you don't do something to satisfy it soon it might burst, and your balls... god, you've never felt them ache like this. You need to cum. It's not a want. Not a desire. You absolutely, definitively need to cum. But, not yet. Not quite yet. Your ass clenches, and your cheeks flush as you feel a few droplets of fresh cum drool from your well worked pucker. In front of you, lying on that huge grand bed, is a lion. A buff, burly lion with a thick salt and pepper mane and a cock every bit as swollen and desperate as yours.

He sees you, and he groans in dismay. He truly thought he was the only one. The winner. But no.

You've both made it this far. From the rooms in which you started, all the way up to here. Every room, you were the victor. The last person standing, or rather, the last person unsatisfied. You held back as you fucked others to bellowing, moaning, shrieking orgasms that signalled their defeat and withdrawal from this contest. You watched, biding your time and resisting the same temptations to which others succumbed. Those two women in the study downstairs. Together they could have overcome you. Teamed up to bring you to orgasm, and you wouldn't have been able to deny them. But instead, they gave in. They had made it so far, taking so many loads and bringing so many other ladies to climax without anything for themselves, and they couldn't stand it any more. Before your eyes they'd dropped to the floor and thrown themselves upon one another. Lying side by side, toes curling, gurgling and moaning as they ate one another out to intense, violent, squirting orgasms that left them finally satisfied... but equally and mutually defeated.

You let men think they were winning, dominating you with their cock in your ass, only for them to realise too late that they couldn't escape the tender clutches of your innards in time. Letting loose inside you with snarls and howls of humiliated ecstasy. Others you used your own body to your advantage. You sought out the ones who you caught staring with obscene longing, and you gave them everything they might have ever dreamed of. You jerked, fucked and frotted your way through countless moans of euphoric gratitude and cries of abject, orgasmic failure. And now only one man stands in your way.

"So... just us two, huh?"

The lion rises from the bed. He takes his cock in hand. Squeezes it. Strokes. Shows you that he's not even close.

You do the same. You step closer and closer to one another, cocks in hand, masturbating not slowly and measured, but each seeking to outstrip the other in pace and pleasure. To prove that you can handle any amount of pleasure, engaged in your own private game of chicken. Once already you've won a contest that same way. Just standing face to face with another person, stroking your cock as they rubbed their swollen clit, driving yourselves closer and closer to the brink until one of you can't go on. In that case, it was her. She stopped to keep from cumming, and all it took was for you to step closer. To reach down between her legs and drive two fingers instantly against her g-spot as you whispered to her. Told her to let go. To enjoy it.

And she had, not even caring that she was losing as she flung her arms around your neck and doused your hand in her ejaculate.

This time round however, things aren't so easy. The lion doesn't relent, indeed he advances things further still. He lunges forward with his free hand and grabs your balls. Squeezes, hoping to shock you into climax. It's a little more rough and intense than you're used to, but it doesn't hurt, and it's well within the rules that you and each other person in this game agreed to well before it began. At least now you know, though. You know what kind of player he is, and you can match his technique with your own.

Moments later you're wrestling. Tumbling back to the bed with arms locked around each other, fighting for supremacy both sexual and indeed in a far more raw physical sense. There's no punches or blows meant to do harm, quite the contrary. Every act, every move you and he make, however rough, is to pleasure the other person. You pin him to the bedding and grind your cock between his cheeks, growling that you're gonna fuck him and jerk him until he begs for his release. He pins you on your back, kissing you deeply and nibbling on your bottom lip while grinding your cocks together, deep purrs begging you to cum. To think how hot it would be if you came while his hot cock was rubbing all over yours. You feel his left foot rubbing against your cock, wriggling its toes against your tip, testing you for that fetish to see if he can find a shortcut. You let him grab you in a headlock with his legs, only to turn the tables as you begin licking at the underside of his balls and worshipping them with such fervour that you can see him blush even through his thick mane.

Eventually though, you see his weakness. You find him struggling less to attack your cock and more to keep you from assailing him, a sure sign that he's close. You see him breathing heavily. Eyes darting around in search of any last minute solution that could save him. But no. You have him now, and you're going to take advantage of his lack of composure before he has even the slightest chance to restore it. Your face buries itself in the cheeks of his ass, and though you only have seconds your spit trickles out over his pucker, followed by several probing strikes with your tongue as you rim and moisten his backside, tasting stale traces of cum that most definitely does not belong to you. You roll him over onto all fours and he tries to crawl away. To escape outright from your grasp, not growling now but mewling.

You leap upon him. You're so needy, so practised at this point that it only takes a single thrust for you to find your mark. He roars as you slip inside his ass with relative ease. He pounds the bed with his fists in a mix of frustration and pure elation as you deliver a frenzy of hammer-blows to his prostate, and he knows he's done for. You don't even have to give him the reach around. You can feel him shaking. You can see that he's given up. He turns his head, eyes wide, glazed and mouth hanging open. He begs you.

"Make me cum..."

And before he can ever ask it a second time, you grant him that release.

His cries fill the bedroom as he paints the bed below you both with not just any load, but a load that's been waiting hours to be freed. Hours of constant stimulation and denial. So much, so thick and copious that you're glad you can't see it pouring forth from the source once it's over, worrying that the mere sight of such a release might have sent you over the edge too.

But you don't look, and so you hold on. You thrust and fuck him until he's mewling with over-sensitivity, and even then you go a little longer just to make sure he's not performing the most incredible feat of acting. You reach below him and feel the cum lashing the sheets, and only then do you relent. You pull yourself free, and as he rolls over onto his back, panting and looking so unbelievably happy even though he has lost, he smiles at you.

"Well done. H-holy fuck... you deserve this, man."

And in that moment, you know he's right.

You do deserve this, because against all the odds you have won.

You outlasted every person here, and now... now you get to claim your reward.

The bedroom door opens, and the house's owners step in. The Lord and Lady of the manor. They see the lion spent and panting on the bed. They see you, rock hard and shuddering in desperate longing as you regard their naked bodies.

"Congratulations."

The Lord murmurs, a gentle buzzing coming from a vibrating plug buried in the jaguar's ass while he strokes his cock.

"Your prize begins immediately, of course. For the next week, this house and its grounds are yours to roam and enjoy. Every person within will be happy to serve and service you in any way they can."

You shudder in delight.

A whole week here. A whole week of living in absolute luxury, and with dozens of guests and staff and other occupants of the house all eager, all present to attend to your every lustful whim. So many experiences to share. So many incredible people and beautiful bodies to enjoy and indulge in.

But... first...

You look at the Lord and Lady themselves. Both bare. Both exposed and obviously, visibly aroused. You approach the jaguar, rotating a finger in the air and grinning as he obediently turns with a moan, bending over and wiggling his ass at you to show off the toy inside it. Then you turn to his wife. The tigress taller. Stronger than her husband, bountifully breasted and with thighs damp and glistening with her arousal. She looks down at your cock, then back up into your eyes.

You look to her husband, and grin as he nods in gleeful anticipation of what he knows you're about to say. Not giving you permission. You already have that. But practically begging you, pleading for you to fuck his wife.

" Yes!"

And you do. Pinning her to the nearest wall. Your hips a blur, moving like a jackhammer as you race your own frantic desperation to its inevitable end. Her legs wrap around your waist. You tug on her hair and she only shrieks more gleefully, her own orgasmic bliss pre-empting yours as she soaks your member with a flood of her arousal.

"Ahhhhh_godyes_!"

You're so close. All you want is release. All she wants is your cum inside of her. You've waited so long for this moment, and now it's here. Now you can do it. Now you have to do it.

"Cum in my wife."

The jaguar groans as he jerks off between your legs, staring up at your thick cock pounding his wife senseless, face soaked with your combined lust.

"Cum in her."

The lion groans from the bed, his own cock hard once more, one thick hand pumping it rapidly as he watches your tight as buck against the tigress' enraptured body.

Your eyes are heavy. Your breath ragged. You can barely think. Barely see. But still you hear the tigress, the Lady of the house as she digs her clawed fingers into your back and clamps her still gushing, cumming pussy down around you one more time. The last push you need, to grant you an orgasm that has never been more deserved, and never been more mind-bendingly intense in your entire life.

"Cum in me. Now!"

By Jeeves

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