The explorer and the free-runner
The explorer and the free-runner
Disclaimer: This story is for adults ONLY. Dedicated to all free-runners and urban explorers out there (both full-time and the 'first-timers' who are exploring abandoned places out of curiosity). If you're a minor don't read below this paragraph. This story contains lots of sex and some violence. Thanks to Sun-God for details about 'Parkour' clothing and training. I had to do some investigation in sites like 'Ninjalicious' to give some authenticity to this story. Everything in this story about sex and urban exploring is pure fantasy. (Don't try this, if you do this is your responsibility).
Annabelle loved the sense of freedom she felt each time she maneuvered and jumped over garbage dumpsters, fences and lamp posts. She always tried to find new challenges each day, but she felt like her performance was becoming more and more like a rehearsed routine. In her opinion, the free-running philosophy is about overcoming anyone's limitations gradually so she always thinks about adding new moves to her routine.
The female cheetah paused to drink a bottle of water and catch some air when her 'Blackberry' chimed.
She answered: "Hello? Who's calling? Is it you, Dad? I'm still exercising in the park. Why you are calling me at this hour?'
Belle's dad is a middle-aged lion, who offered her to go to with him to Atlanta in to work as a consultant for a software company.
The cheetah replied: 'I can't travel with you, Dad. Remember that I have no money. Can I stay in Mom's apartment?'
When Belle's father asked for his ex-wife's whereabouts, Belle was forced to admit the truth: 'No dad, mom is still with her boyfriend.'
Belle's dad told her that it was getting pretty late and she shouldn't stay alone in that apartment. He offered to pay for an additional airplane ticket out of his own pocket if she wished to go with him.
Feeling that this could be a good opportunity to enjoy a pleasant vacation, she cheered inwardly: "Very well, I'll go back to Mom's place and pick up some rags. Then I'll catch a taxi and meet you at the airport.'
Ten hours later, the two felines checked at a hotel and chatted a little bit over dinner. "For how long are you going to work for those Panda bears?"
Her father responded: "I'll have to help my clients with the company's reorganization and training of the mid-level and supervision personnel. It will take two weeks to finish the whole diagnose phase, plus the consulting and reorganization programs. You can entertain yourself in any way you can while we are staying in this hotel'.
The spotted girl scoffed: 'Fat chance! All I see are a bunch of old, phlegmatic herbivores wasting their money on the casino or doing exercises in the pool while listening to old eighties ballads. Please!'
The lion squeezed her daughter's paw: 'Just be careful, princess. I don't want that anything bad would happen to you!'
Belle smiled when her father used her childhood pet name: 'I will be careful, Dad. Good luck with your work!'
The next morning, Belle got dressed in a long-sleeved gray sweater, half-finger gloves, a pair of yellow cargo shorts, and a pair of running shoes with soles that covered both the ankles and the shoes' front. Belle started with some track and field warming exercises before doing some push-ups before standing on her arms and walking upside down for a brief moment. She didn't do that maneuver to show off, but she wanted to know how strong her upper body was. After making sure that she was ready, she began trotting and vaulting over fences and doing some somersaults before landing with a roll on the hotel's lawn.
Wanting to know about this new place, she thought: 'Well, now is the time to know a little bit about this place before heading back to my room and join dad for lunch. But I must be careful and not over-exert myself. 'To be strong and endure' doesn't mean getting a sprain ankle or worse while showing off. I will do this routine within my limits'.
She kept running around the commercial zone when a pair of drunken pit-bulls spotted her while they were staggering out of a casino. The oldest guy elbowed at his partner while he gestured at the cheetah girl.
The younger canine yelled: 'Hey bitch, would you like to travel in my set of wheels to a very private place!'
The young dog stared at the cheetah with incredulity when she gave him the finger. His partner guffawed at the feline's rude gesture, but then he became alarmed when his partner tried to pull a jack knife out of his pocket and tried to assault her.
The older dog replied: "What's wrong with you, man? This casino has close-circuit cameras all over the place. Do you want the police to arrest you with a solid case of illegal weapons possession in a public place?'
The young delinquent grumbled as he dialed his cell-phone and gave some orders to some his low-rank 'soldiers' in one of the local gang cliques. Soon, an old Mitsubishi followed her and other gang groups tried to herd and isolate her into one of the seediest neighborhoods near the town.
The dog smirked: 'If I can't teach that bitch some respect, I shall make her submit to my will. If she doesn't do what I want, I will make that girl 'disappear' like I did to my former rivals.'
Belle got tired of being followed by a couple of overweight thugs who could barely chase her. So she used ledges of a corner wall as steps to impulse herself with each kick (tic-tac) until the cheetah vaulted over the fence. The obese hyenas that tried to follow her were speechless.
One of the hyenas asked: 'Do you want to tell the boss that she escaped us.' The other hyena cringed: 'Are you crazy man?! That deranged mutt would open our bellies with a knife just for kicks. I hope that he will die by the knife in the same way he lives by it.'
On a whim, Belle lowered her cargo pants and mooned at both delinquents in defiance. One of the hyenas chuckled: 'Nice view! It's a pity that that chick will be wasted if that psycho finds her.'
The other hyena nodded: 'Yeah! We joined this gang to make money, not to get a free bullet-hole in the stomach! I wish I could go back to New Orleans and scam some 'wet-backs' with bogus 'Green cards'!' The other hyena nodded in approval as the gang prospects exchanged ideas about how to quit the gang.
Meanwhile, a young ferret placed some wireless video-cams inside an abandoned hospital when he heard the scuffle that two ruffians had when they were chasing a pedestrian. The ferret marveled at the cat's agility and beauty.
But the ferret was horrorized when he saw that that cheetah climbed the iron grates to gain access to the hospital's third floor thru an open window. That was an epic mistake squared by a million times! That girl had to know that she would be in danger if she stepped into that building alone and without any kind of equipment.
He knew that that derelict hospital was still structurally stable, nevertheless there's always the risk of electrocution caused by exposed cables, or the health risks related to a building contaminated with chemicals, asbestos or pigeon shit.
The ferret called his spotter for a surveillance report: "Hey Jenny, did you see any hostiles around the perimeter? Over...'
A ten year-old ferret girl clad in a sniper's 'guille' suit answered: 'I see no policemen, but there are a lot of 'hoods' around the building, armed with knives, heathers (guns) and god-knows-what. They're surrounding the hospital, so I'm guessing that they want no-one to enter or leave the place.'
The ferret girl adjusted her binoculars: 'Holy shit! Someone has tagged gang 'graffiti' in the third floor. I'm lucky that I can see it from where I'm standing, but otherwise wouldn't have noticed it. That gang must have picked that place when someone sealed the building off. The old building is now a veritable fortress.'
The ferret boy winced, at how he would be able to get inside: 'Any suggestions?'
The girl replied: 'Listen Cyril. Johnny had installed a rope ladder before he broke his leg in that motorcycle accident. It's placed about ten meters to your right at the third floor window. If the goons haven't destroyed the wench you'll have an easy way in.'
The little ferret continued: 'Dial the second cell-phone number in your screen list to activate the electric wench. Then you'll find a universal lock-pick set and a small lantern inside a wall. The hiding place is marked with 'black light' graffiti of 'Darth Vader sitting on the loo'. Use the 'ultraviolet' keychain light to locate the place where the lock-pick is before breaking the wall.'
Cyril picked a fireman's axe from the wall: 'I'll manage to retrieve the stuff. Nice work Jenny! This will be our last phone transmition, so you better use the infrared laser in Morse code to in case the police arrive or something bad happens. We'll keep 'radio silence' unless one of us is in trouble, okay?'
It would be the first time that Cyril had to rescue an 'amateur', but the real task would be finding her without the help of a radio transmitter. The ferret hurried to the feline's possible location while he listened to the sounds of the wood boards as he cautiously stepped on them.
<Crunch> <Crunch> <Crunch>
Cyril grimaced: 'Oh, fuck!' That sound indicated that the water had seriously deteriorated the floor boards and any fur could be at risk of falling several stories below if the floor collapses.
Cyril yelled to the feline: 'Don't move!'
Belle retorted sourly: 'You scared the shit out of me, you know!'
Cyril pleaded: "For the Lord's sake, tie this rope around your waist. This floor might collapse at any second!'
Belle frowned incredulously at him. But just in the instant she grabbed the rope, the floor below her feet cracked and collapsed. Belle shrieked in horror while she pulled the rope with all her strength. She screamed bloody murder when she felt that her shoulder was almost dislocated.
The cheetah was able to hold for a brief moment but her chaffed paws eventually slipped and she fell into the crevasse. Both youngsters had the surprise of their lives when the dirty runoff broke the fall and saved the feline from what could have been a crippling injury.
Cyril yelled: 'Are you all right?!'
Belle responded: 'Yeah! It seems that all the parts are where they should be and nothing is broken.'
Cyril tried to calm her by cracking a joke at her expense: 'I'll help you get out of that contaminated water before those chemicals change your fur to a purple shade'.
As soon as Cyril helped pull Belle out of the crevasse, Belle noticed that the ferret was staring at her boobs. She yelled: 'Why are you staring at me?!' The intimidated 14 year-old ferret stammered: 'S-something is moving under your blouse.' The older cheetah froze in horror while she began to feel her breast. She felt that something bit and got struck on her skin.
She checked herself and muttered: 'Leeches?! I'M COVERED WITH LEECHES!' Belle shrieked like a she was on fire. She shredded her blouse into pieces and discarded her shorts in an attempt to get rid of those dangerous pests. Cyril emptied his backpack and ran towards her with some antiseptic and a syringe with antibiotics.
The ferret yelled: "Don't pull out those leeches out or you'll get and infection.' Cyril made an effort to calm the terrified girl while he pulled out the hideous leeches with a sterilized 'Swiss army' blade.
Belle was about to tell him to stop when they looked at each other for a brief moment before they blushed. Cyril looked back at her like he was struck by lightning. In that moment Cupid's arrows struck both youngsters as their started to feel in love.
Cyril felt uncomfortable with the feline's nudity, so he took off his long sleeved shirt and gave it to the cheetah. She frowned: 'Why are you taking off your shirt?' Cyril blushed: 'Well... If you were alone you just wouldn't mind being topless, but now...' Belle blushed while she got dressed.
Cyril offered his hand: 'I'm Cyril Preston. It's nice to meet you!'
Belle giggled while she shook paws with him: 'Hi! I'm Annabelle Frost. What are you doing here?'
Cyril responded: 'Well... I'm taking shoots of the whole place before it's demolished.'
Belle responded: 'So you're an urban explorer.'
Cyril blushed again: 'Umm... Yeah, I am. Would you like to join me and take a couple of snapshots while we are here?' Belle nodded and took his backpack.
So the new pair of adventurers joined in taking snap shots of the majestic art deco ornaments that filled the reception hall, medical offices, and conference halls. Feeling daring, Belle took off her clothes and posed provocatively in front of some 'graffiti', while Cyril took some images of operating tables and other chirurgical equipment in all its messy detail.
Belle commented later: 'Those snapshots that you took of the ornamental structures are beautiful, but why did you have to take photos of operating tables and straightjackets.'
Cyril replied: 'Some people are enthusiasts of the decorations in old buildings like old hotels and theatres, but some other furs have very creepy taste.'
Belle giggled: 'You could say that! That operating table could fit nicely in a horror movie set or a 'Resident evil' video game.'
Cyril beamed with pride: 'I just had to close some windows to achieve the desired illumination. Just the way it should be.'
Belle was puzzled: 'The way it should be? I don't get it.'
Cyril explained: 'Any urban explorer should NEVER alter the place he or she's exploring or vandalize it. He or she should only take photos and leave nothing but footprints. Any fur that visits this place should never mess up the homeless or touch their stuff. This is their home. If anyone would disregard these rules, then that fur would be merely a vandal. Well, I believe is enough chat for now. We must go away.'
Belle looked at Cyril with incredulity: 'Why we should go?'
Cyril responded: 'Although this old hospital is now abandoned, there's a gang that has recently claimed this place and they wouldn't be happy if they saw us 'meddling' in their turf, and I'm only carrying a pepper-spray to protect both of us.'
In that moment, a dark silhouette appeared out of emergency stairs. 'Don't move or you're dead!' a young Hyena yelled at them while he aimed with a nine-millimeter semi-automatic.
The young urban explorers bolted towards one of the open windows, then used a rope ladder to descend to a deteriorated indoor patio.
The duo hid in one of the ruined gazebos while Cyril dialed to his sister: 'Hey Jennifer, you must download the sewer map that Wilson made last year.'
Jennifer asked: 'Are you as crazy as Wilson Masters? You know that he's wheelchair bound and you're about to do the same stuff that almost got him killed?'
Cyril yelled: 'I don't have time for this bullshit! An armed thug is following us Jenny.'
Jenny replied: 'Sorry! Some of the guys left a crowbar during last summer's exploration half-buried near the dumpster. But Cyril, you don't have a protection suit or an oxygen mask. How will you manage to survive in that tunnel?'
Cyril yelled: 'By going under the mob-line before I run out of air. Now stop testing my patience and keep transmitting the weather report. Keep it updated every four minutes.'
Cyril addressed to Belle: 'We must run away before that delinquent turns us into Swiss cheese.'
Cyril followed her as he opened his cell-phone's menu and selected the weather map. He didn't like to get in places he couldn't predict, like sewage tunnels.
He looked at his 'Blackberry' screen and thought: 'Not good at all. I must lose those criminals in twenty-four minutes or the storm's run-off will drown us like rats. I never liked to go inside a tunnel, even if it's a drought season.'
Belle used the crowbar to open the manhole and both furs stepped inside. The feline recoiled in disgust: 'Eeewww! Cyril, do we have to go inside that man-hole? That place is filled with roaches!'
Cyril replied: 'Those insects are the least of our worries. You will have to summon a good amount of suicidal courage if you want to see your father again. I will help you get inside.' Cyril was no fool.
He knew that it was a myth that cockroaches survived on the oxygen left in the sewers. There was little oxygen in those tunnels, if any. Cyril cursed himself when he realized that his oxygen canister is filled to only a third of his capacity. It wasn't true the roaches survived with the air left inside the tunnels, but he didn't say anything to Belle. Meanwhile, the cheetah sent Jenny a text message telling her to go the hotel where she could be safe.
The small flashlight was essential in making it safer for the youngsters to navigate through the maze of sewers and debris. In no time Cyril and Belle were out of the gang's siege belt and surfaced on one of the back alleys outside the gang's neighborhood.
When the cheetah and the ferret got out of the man-hole, they believed themselves fortunate as they witnessed how the tunnel got flooded with the storm's run-off. But alas, they had had to swallow their dignity if they had to walk home reeking like a cesspit. Belle still had the stamina to jog back to the hotel, while Cyril followed her in the best way he could.
Jennifer was watching a 'Lady Gaga' documentary on television when heard the door open. She saw that her brother and a seminude cat-girl made a beeline towards the bathroom, gradually discarding their clothes as they went inside.
Jennifer thought: 'Are those two in such bad condition that they didn't notice me?'
The ferret girl got upset when Lady Gaga's 'Judas' video was interrupted by a news broadcast: "We interrupt this program to inform to our viewers that the body of a young gang member was found just minutes ago inside a sewer between the 24th avenue and main. The police informed that the suspect was involved... (Click!) The ferret girl blushed when she realized that the shower was running.
Jen thought: 'They couldn't be fucking each other in the shower, could they?' Jenny made a face of disgust, but then she giggled at she thought of having a joke at their expense, so she started to think on how to scare them out of their fur.
Meanwhile, the mutual scrubbing led to French kisses, caresses, and then mutual oral-sex on the tiled floor. Belle masturbated Cyril while she inserted her two fingers inside her lover's ass: 'You're my hero, you know.'
Cyril frowned: 'I did what was necessary so we could survive, but I don't consider myself to be a hero'.
Belle kissed to him all over the face: 'Yes you are. You're my hero in shining armor. But why were you so worried when we got into the tunnel?'
Cyril replied: 'Because those tunnels were not designed for furs and those tunnels are often filled with methane gas, chemical residues from 'meth' labs and bacteria. But the exposure to those contaminants is not the worst that could happen. The real danger of being inside a tunnel is getting drowned by the contaminated run-off. That's why I always take all the precautions I can, because I don't want to fill Jenny's hearth with grief by making a mistake that I could have easily avoided.'
Belle asked: 'I thought that all urban explorers are thrill seekers.'
Cyril replied while he fondled Belle's breast: 'I can't deny that some guys are 'adrenaline junkies', but the rate of survivability depends on how well prepared you are and if you know the risks inherent to the place you're exploring.'
Belle giggled while she jacked-off Cyril's penis: 'Do you think you are prepared to 'survive' me?'
Cyril smiled before he kissed her: 'I consider this relation a different type of challenge.'
In that moment both adolescents felt like electricity running though their bodies when their nipples rubbed against their fur. Cyril started to suck Belle's nipple and Belle did the same while she inserted two fingers inside his tail-hole, making him ready for the next step.
Belle took a black dildo from the night table and started to penetrate him and stimulate his prostate. After that, Cyril opened Belle's legs and got ready to penetrate her. Just as the two lovers got ready for their love making session, they were terrified when they've heard the click of what sounded like a hand gun. Belle drenched Cyril's fur with urine.
Both adolescents scowled when Jen giggled hysterically: 'I didn't know both of you were into piss games. That was kinky!'
Cyril roared: 'Jenny! What the fuck were you thinking, scaring us like this?! Come back here!' Now it was Belle's turn to laugh hysterically when she saw that Cyril chased Jennifer, still smelling like urine and with the cheetah's vibrator still inside him. It looked like he had two tails.
Jenny's paint-gun dropped on the floor as she ran away from her brother. Cyril grabbed his sister by the arm, lowered her panties and pinned her between his legs. He muttered angrily: 'If you're a pain in the ass to my girlfriend and me, I guarantee that you will be very sorry.' Cyril didn't want to really hurt his sister, so he gave her a brief, mild spanking to teach her not to scare others.
Just when Cyril finished punishing the young ferret, he felt a huge paw slapping his own butt. A huge, robe-clad lion said: 'Don't be so hard on the little girl. I would like you two to join me for dinner?'
Cyril responded: 'Sir, I do not have any formal attire.'
The lion responded: 'This dinner will be clothing optional. My daughter and you can join me and socialize! I hate to eat my dinner alone.'
Belle blushed heavily as she took Cyril's paw and the bare lovers followed his Dad to the dining room. Both Cyril and Belle smiled sheepishly when they realized that a nude, hyena bitch was about to join them for dinner.
The adult hyena-hooker looked seductively at Cyril: 'Is that your new flavor-of the week, girl?' Belle beamed with pride: 'No. I'm keeping this one for a pretty long time.'
The hyena winked at Cyril: 'Oh my! He's such a hottie! Are you sure he's not for sharing?' The hyena looked seductively at Cyril while she licked her lips. Then the hyena laughed hysterically when Cyril blushed and looked desperately for a way out.
The canine smiled at Belle: 'What about you, darling? Would you like to hug your future step-mother?'
Belle walked towards the canine hooker and moved closer to her, proving that she wasn't scared of her twisted sense of humor. The female hyena responded at the dare by holding Belle's shoulder and French kissing her before she had time to react.
Belle decided to keep kissing this prankster bitch so she would see how far things would go. Belle giggled when she saw Cyril raging erection, and the hyena noticed too. The hyena pondered if that ferret boy was a closet bisexual or at least curious.
The hyena's cunt got wet as she imagined that ferret boy bound to the bed, ready to receive a nice spanking and a penetration into that firm butt with her penis-like clitoris. The adult hyena interpreted Belle's laugh at his boyfriend's arousal as an indication of mutual consent, so she kept fondling the cheetah's turgid breasts.
The hyena's eyes widened: 'Oh my! Darling, you should be moaning like a zombie, but instead you're barely breaking a sweat.' She sucked one of Belle's breasts with one paw while she used the other to guide her long, swollen clitoris into the cheetah's vulva.
The hyena salivated: 'This cat is getting more aroused by the second. Most girls can fake an orgasm, but no one can fake the bodily signs of arousal.'
The short-tailed bitch smiled in satisfaction when she felt that Belle's vulva was sucking her penis-like clitoris like a mouth. But then the hyena was disappointed when she saw that the adolescent lovers were looking at each other with a mixture of affection and unrestrained hunger in their eyes.
The canine had mixed feelings of regret and disappointment while pulled her huge clit out from Belle's slit. She didn't know if she had already pushed this situation too far but she stopped everything.
Cyril and Belle tittered when they saw that the hyena was pouting like a little girl who didn't get her favorite toy for Christmas. The hyena lifted her skirt and her long, erect clitoris stood up like 'it was saying hello'. Everyone blushed, except Mr. Frost who chuckled at her date's antics.
Belle's dad slapped Cyril back as he said: 'My daughter showed me a greeting card of yours. You didn't tell me you're a free-lance photographer.'
Cyril was glad that his girlfriend is a decent liar. He replied: 'Yeah! I've been shooting photos of some buildings that recently had been demolished recently and I have an extensive collection of photos from all those demolished buildings on my own website, 'The ferret's lair.com'. I've got some beautiful photos of an abandoned hospital right here! It's a pity that the place is going to be demolished if the realtors are unable to find an investor.'
Everyone was yawning except a nervous Belle, while Cyril kept everyone dizzy with boredom while explained the technical details about the images, the building's decoration and places where he took those photos.
When a certain set of images about a nude female cat appeared on the television screen, Belle turned pale. The hyena laughed hysterically when she saw an exposed cat's rear: 'Now that's interesting!'
The movie was interrupted when the door bell chimed, announcing that dinner has arrived. The stunned bell-boy came in with a dinner for five, sparkling cider and four bottles of champagne. The hyena prostitute walked to the uniformed mice in the fur and tipped him. She giggled when she saw that the rodent had an erection in his pants. Belle served some shrimp cocktail and cider to Jenny before tucking her to bed.
Belle's father chuckled as he gestured the hyena to sit on his penis while he kissed her. Belle blushed when she realized that her father not only didn't show any restrain, but she felt squeamish when she had to share her intimacy with Cyril. After a bit of hugging, jokes, and some champagne, the tipsy couples lost their inhibitions as they staggered towards the king sized bed.
Once in bed, Belle and Cyril started their make-out session again while the older couple started to snore. Belle smiled: 'At least now I can't get uncomfortable while I'm caressing you, my love.'
Cyril replied: 'I confess that that bitch was making me nervous. I had the impression that she either was trying to seduce me or trying to have fun at our expense by making you jealous. Did you notice what she did to that mouse?'
Belle nodded: 'That mangy cur also tried to seduce both of us. I don't mind if she tries to fool around with us, but you are mine forever.'
Cyril heard the tension in Belle's voice and replied: 'I have no intentions of replacing you with another female.'
He took her paw and placed it on his chest: 'This hearth belongs to you.' Belle smiled as she tried to French-kiss him.
But Cyril just made a funny face: <Yee-ouch!> 'Someone is fucking me in the ass.' Belle berated: "Father! Haven't you learned anything from your last divorce!?'
Cyril asked: 'Did your mother found him in the arm of another female?'
Belle retorted: 'Not another female, but a couple of boys younger than you are!' To the cheetah's surprise it was the hyena who was fucking Belle's boyfriend. But then, where is Belle's dad?
Belle winced when she felt that her tail-hole was stretching. 'Is that you, dad?! Oh-Oh, yeouch! Be careful back there, I haven't felt your barbed penis inside my ass since I was twelve'.
Belle's dad kissed her shoulder: 'Don't worry princess. Daddy won't make you pregnant. That task belongs to your boyfriend!' So the adults rutted both adolescents until both of them tensed and shuddered.
Belle smiled: 'Would you do a sixty-nine with me?' Cyril nodded at the possibility of fucking Belle properly and sealing their compromise, so he started licking her wet folds. Cyril winced a bit when Belle's barbed tongue massaged his engorged shaft, but he didn't protest. Both the lion and the hyena got aroused when they saw both youngsters tasting each other while they were penetrated several times.
The first session ended when the young lovers rutted each other after their oral stimulation. When it was the grown-ups turn to clean the young couple and savor the salty and sweet fluids.
Then it was Cyril's turn to be penetrated again, but by Belle's dad as the cheetah got ready to be deflowered. Cyril was at the same repelled and excited when his future father-in-law jacked him off and got him ready to penetrate his own daughter.
When both youngsters got ready for another round of kisses, they were interrupted: 'That's not the correct way of kiss my daughter! Let me show you.'
Belle's dad grabbed Cyril by the shoulder and gave him a savage kiss on the lips that left the ferret breathless. Cyril frowned when he saw Belle sucking the hyena's breast like a little baby while she got penetrated by the canine's massive clit. The hyena smiled warmly while she sucked on the cheetah's left ear.
Cyril moaned when the lion positioned himself and penetrated the young ferret's ass while he pinched and fondled the ferret's nipples. In no time Cyril was in the verge of releasing his load when the male lion pointed Cyril's penis towards the girls' muzzles.
Both girls greedily licked Cyril's emition before sucking whatever drops were left in the fur. Cyril was surprised when the middle aged lion sucked him clean, renewing his erection. Belle was surprised for a brief moment when Cyril kissed back her own dad.
Seeing her girlfriend's discomfort, Cyril smiled at her: 'Shall we start again?' Belle replied: 'If someone tries to interrupt us, I shall personally spank him or her.'
Belle smiled when the adult's smiles disappeared from their faces momentarily. The older couple whispered to each other while the adolescents rutted each other like there was no tomorrow. Cyril and Belle shuddered again as they reached their climax.
Belle commented: "I'm sore and wasted'
Cyril responded: 'My tail-hole is on fire and my back hurts. But I liked it.'
Belle giggled: 'I liked it too, but it was weird.'
The hyena commented: 'Have you finished?'
Belle frowned at her: "Yeah! Do you want him?'
Fearing that things could get out of hands, the hyena answered: "My future husband and I discussed, and we thought if you would consider swapping partners for a brief moment so you can get that ferret addicted to you.'
The cheetah female saw that his dad just pulled a condom from his wallet and was going to use it.
Belle got on all fours, raised her tail and presented herself to her dad: 'You know what to do. Take your 'little princess' body and fuck her brains out. Come on, take the little girl's virginity and make her squeal with lust. Fuck me daddy!'
The lion got aroused to no end as the female in front of her and all the champagne made him lose all his inhibitions. The mature lion saw in Belle a younger version of his mother and mounted her, trying to live again those moments. Belle knew what was going to happen but she wasn't emotionally prepared for the forbidden, incestuous union.
She felt a rough bite in her neck that forced her to ovulate while her dad mounted her. She felt bad at first, when she got the impression that he was a feline with no control of his emotions, but she smiled when he yelled her mother's name in passion while they mated. Although Belle's dad mated with her daughter's body, he still though he mated with her mother. Belle felt alleviated that she didn't took her mother's place and that her dad still loved her.
Just when both adolescents yelled with passion and collapsed, the adults carried them to the showers.
Belle saw that that hyena mounted Cyril in the ass again and was about to make his come. She frowned when the hyena made Cyril lay on his back. The adult lion picked up and carried Belle. He helped Belle sit on her boyfriend's penis.
She gave a warm smile to both adults while she started to ride her boyfriend to orgasm: 'I thought that you would try to break my heart by getting in the middle of our relationship.'
Belle's dad retorted: 'I wasn't thinking when I got intimate with you, and I'm grateful that I didn't hurt you.'
Belle retorted: 'I didn't mind in that occasion, but I felt bad when you got divorced from mom.'
The adult lion answered: 'I'm aware that you are made for each other. I'm glad that you saved the life of my 'princess'. I'm in debt to you.'
Cyril opened his mouth so wide that he looked ready to swallow a truck. Did he heard them talking?
Belle's dad retorted: 'Close your mouth of something might fly in.' The mature lion kissed Cyril in the forehead: 'Make her happy and be tolerant to each other.' Both couples hugged and kissed each other and then they slept in the same bed.
The End