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I finally gave up on the game after about half an hour as I tossed my controller with a frustrated grunt into the armrest of the couch. My erection was getting the better of me as I couldn't get those naughty thoughts about the lion boy out of my mind. It had been ages since I last saw the little slut... and slut was the perfect way to describe him inside and out. The lion loved sex, and he'd probably be the first one to call himself a slut to be honest. His body had seen many miles over the years. Probably even more than mine had to be quite honest. And THAT was saying something....

I shivered once again as I thought about that rough, experienced tongue sliding down my cock and over my balls once more. The feline's paws slowly stroking and firmly grasping over my thighs as he put all his oral training to good use...

I had to stop myself from sending a paw down to my own throbbing erection at that point yet again. It took nearly all the self control I had, which wasn't THAT much to be honest, as I rerouted my paw and sent it after the TV remote instead. I gave it a firm grab and swung it around at the TV before hitting the input button, slowly flipping through all the connections my TV had until I got back to the cable feed. I tried to space out and lose myself in the horrible commercials and bad programming, but that ache in my groin was still there all the while. I finally gave in and just let a paw sit down on my crotch, giving my sheath and cock a lazy little rub every now and then to keep the pleasure surging through my body all the while. But, mercifully, I didn't have to wait TOO long before I finally saw some lights in my driveway.

I quickly jumped up onto my feet, and made my way to the door before the lion's paw could ring the door bell. I pulled the door back towards me while he was still a good 15 feet away or so, getting a slightly surprised reaction from him. I just smirked back and stood there in only a pair of tented boxer briefs to enjoy that sight walking towards me. "Hey there slut," I called out casually with little reaction from the lion in return. I gently crossed my arms and gave a wide grin at the shasheying feline until he finally opened up his own lips to shout back.

"Hey there yourself stud," he called back with a little wink and lick of his sharp front teeth. "Mmmm, excited to see me I take it?"

"That ain't no banana in my underwear..." I say back with a grin, getting a good look at the lion as he steps up onto the front porch.

He hadn't changed much in the year or so since I last saw him. Slender curves and tight clothing showed off his more feminine attributes quite readily. His hips were wide, and his jeans were tight around his slender but well toned legs. His mid section was fairly slender as well, having a nice little bit of tone there as his sexy stomach just barely poked out between the bottom of his shirt and the belt of his jeans. From that point up the lion was all male though. His shoulders puffed out a good bit out to the sides to show off his masculine figure, and his larger than average arms fell firmly to the sides of his frame as they slowly swung while he walked. And, of course, topping off that full body experience was his dazzling mane, always well maintained and kept shining and swaying in any breeze possible. Even when it was matted with sweat it still looked like the lion could be on the cover of just about any magazine. Maybe it was just his boyish good looks, or maybe it was the memories and stories I remember from my times with him, but my erection quickly shot up another level as I stared that feline back in the eyes.

My confident grin met his confident grin, another thing I loved about the boy. He was a slut, sure, but he knew it. He knew his body looked great. He knew how to draw someone's eyes to the best places on it. And he loved every last little second of all that attention it gave him. And that was just with his clothing on even...

"Well, you just gonna stare or you gonna invite me in?" he says with that grin still on his muzzle. "I doubt your neighbors would like to see you fucking on your front porch..."

"Oh, I'm sure they've seen way worse over here," I say back with a chuckle, slowly backing up and letting him step inside with me. "If not, they've certainly heard it..."

"Mmmm, I CAN be a rather loud kitty sometimes..." he adds in, giving my nearly naked body a hug as he strolled on by. I returned it quickly and then gave a firm slap onto his tight rump, making him murr and purr just a bit.

"Mmmm, it's not JUST you slut..." I say back with a chuckle before pulling away a bit and hooking one of my digits into the feline's collar. "New Master?"

He just gives me back another grin at that as he slowly adds back, "One of about three or four, depending on your definintion of Master..." He winks almost casually to me as those words fly off his tongue, as if it was business as usual for him.

"You're a bigger slut than I remember..." I continue with a chuckle, reaching for another hard slap on that feline's rump. "Used to only have one... maybe two..."

"Well," he adds in as I finally start to lead us deeper into the house, "That's before a few lovely guys started to pop up... and one chick..."

This makes me laugh a good bit as we both slide into the nice and open living room. "Got yourself a Mistress too, huh? Pussy getting some good practice at eating pussy?"

Both of us chuckle a bit at that before he takes a moment to finish his giggle and says, "Mmmm, damn right... not that it'll take the place of a nice musky cock any time soon, but..." He lets that statement hang before adding in a rather unrelated, "She's got lots of toys for me to play with though..."

I slowly make my way over towards couch as I make sure to position the feline between myself and once of the edges. Then, with a firm and sudden shove to his chest, I send him topling backwards over the arm rest. He lets out a surprised rawr and a little grunt as his ass lands down onto that leather, along with a rather quick flick of his tuffed tail. I don't give him any time to recover before jumping up and onto his belly and chest, pressing my ass firmly down on his tight shirt. I gently inch my hips up further and further until my bulging groin is right in front of his muzzle, not getting a single struggle or complaint from the feline the whole way. "Mmmm, it better not...." I finally say back with a lick of my lips. "Hard to replace someone as slutty as you..."

He adds in another small purr as he stares down into my bulging groin. My needy musk has been building up for about an hour or so, and the feline's nostrils open up nice and wide as he takes a deep breath to take it all in. "Mmmmph, lion's aren't all that hard to come by..." he says back with a smirk, leaning his neck up to slowly give a nuzzle into that slightly damp spot on my underwear.

"Mmmm, the ones who can suck and take cock as well as you are..." I add with a grin, quickly sliding my paws down to wrap up my elastic waist band firmly in my fingers. With a quick tug, I pull it out and then down, hooking it under my large nuts as my arrow-shaped cock tip lands nicely on his lips. He gives out a soft mrowl before slowly extending his rough tongue and just giving that needy cock a very soft, teasing lick.

"Mmmm, someone missed me it seems..." he adds with a gentle and slutty purr, his paw slowly coming up and wrapping around my dangling nuts while he leans in for another slow lick.

"Mmmmph, you bet your gaping ass I did... hope you're still... ready to take what I've got to give..." I finally add through the moans and firm breathes, already finding it difficult to breathe as my sheath was quickly wrapped up with the feline's other free paw. His thumb gave a few soft strokes to the base of my cock while that hungry tongue continued to tease my sensitive tip with more hungry, but slow licks.

"Oh, I doubt doubt that for a second Stud," he adds with a little wink, and another small lick to my tip which makes me shiver as a small tingle went up my spine. "My one Master has been keeping me in tip top shape..."

"G...good to know..." I say through slightly clenched teeth, finally pushing past his paw's pressure with my hips and driving my hard cock down into that maw with a firm thrust forwards. He lets out a soft surprised noise at both watching and feeling my sheath press against his lips now, but there was little other resistance to speak of as my heavy balls layed nicely against that chin in front of me.

"Seems like your muzzle hasn't changed a bit..." I add in, slowly adjusting myself to a more proper seat for this position as I lean over the feline's head a bit with my body. My paws shoot out and grab onto the other arm rest about half a foot farther, pushing my claws gently against the expensive leather as I let out a nice hot moan. The feline could only respond with a slightly gargled mumble back, giving a little squirm as the pressure and angle of my cock changes in his mouth. It was just enough cock to get the very tip to tease the back of his throat when it was fully pushing into him, but he didn't seemed phased in the slightest as he just gave out yet another happy moan and purr around it.

That's all I needed to begin to pull my hips back, dragging my heavy balls down from his chin and onto his upper chest, before pushing back rather firmly and slapping my sheath into the cat's lips once again. This gets a heavy moan from both of us, although especially out of my muzzle as I start to feel his tongue slithering around and giving me a nice rough drag along my shaft. That makes me almost squeak and shiver again as I pull out and give another wet thrust into that mouth, starting to pick up the pace a bit as I closed my eyes and fell into a rhythm.

My heavy breaths and soft grunts start to fill the room quickly as his wet slurps and gentle moans add in their own bit to the symphony. The slightly squeaking couch springs and dull wet slapping of my balls against his chin finish it out quite nicely as the pace only picks up quicker and quicker. There wasn't a word between us now - there didn't need to be. My cock was meant to be inside the lion one way or another, and that's just how we both liked it. And we both showed it with a showering of moans and deep grumbles all the while.

His paws slowly started to slide up to my thrusting hips before too long, laying nice and firmly on my own toned and sexy ass as I kept thrusting. My tail whipped about behind me as I rocked back and forth, trying to keep my balance all the while and keep my hips going in a straight line. And, when the lion added a bit more pressure to my rump cheeks, I responded by adding a bit more force to my thrusts as well, pushing in harder as I knew that trained muzzle could take it all.

I continued on slapping away for a few moments at my current angle and pace, but as soon as I got another grip I adjusted my angle and stance a bit more and really began to thrust down against those lips. Hit after hit made my groin and sheath slap against those lips, and my balls were quick to follow down into the lion's chin each and every time. And the feline took it just like the expert he was made out to be. There wasn't a single complaining groan or anything other than full on pleasurable moaning from him as he got his face fucked so randomly and suddenly on my couch. He seemed just as happy as I was in his own position, taking that cock perfectly and making sure his tongue hit every last little pleasurable spot along it all the while.

And that tongue was doing one hell of a job on me for sure. I knew it would, and I wasn't the slightest bit disappointed in what I felt as I just squeezed my grip tighter over the edge of the couch and gave the sexy boy no mercy. I held back nothing, almost as if I was fucking into an inatimate object, and I certanly made sure to make the lion's head ring with every last pump of that cock I gave him.

I was enjoying myself fully as my tongue soon hung out of my heavily breathing muzzle - my eyes looking down at the feline's poof of a mane every now and then to watch my cock sink down all the way into that mouth, and then pop back up for another good, hard, deep shove. And all the while he moaned and purred away, happy and almost privelaged to be taking that cock it seemed.

His tongue continued to welcome my cock inside as well with every heavy pump it made, knowing just where to lick and just how much pressure to apply to really make me squirm. Even in the face of such an intense and hard muzzle fucking, he never lost his cool as his short, sharp breaths rang out through his nostrils whenever he needed them. His whole mouth was working together to make sure I was feeling a rush of pleasure every time I hilted inside of him, and of course on the journey back out as well. And my cock showed it's enjoyment of it all with a few heavy shots of his pre all over the inside of that muzzle. It was just as happy to be there as the lion was to have it there.

But, with such a pace and such an intense tongue and mouth working on me, I knew I wasn't going to last long. It was a hard choice for me to make of course. Did I let my load fly and hope I could gather up another erection for his sexy rump, or did I hold out and pull out now, wanting to give that sexy little tail end all I had? Well, as the lion's paws slowly worked their way over my own ass all the while, giving it a firm squeeze and pushing me forwards even harder into his face, I finally made up my mind. My paws slowly let go of the armrest in front of me as I brought them to his head, making sure he wouldn't be tempted to follow my cock back. I gripped onto his mane and squeezed my fingers tight, giving me some leverage to tease him and make him work for it just a bit. I slowly pull my wet cock back out of that muzzle with one final big pop, and let that slick member rest over the gently panting feline's face as we both caught our breath for a bit.

"Mmmmph, you want it bad, huh?" I slowly say between my heavy pants. I hung my head down a bit to look over the lion as I slide back just a bit more, pulling my spit-shining cock out of the his reach.

"Mmmmmph, yes Sir," he says quickly and hungrilly between his own softer gasps while his paws only squeeze my ass tighter all the while. "It's been far too long since I've had a rat's load over my tongue..."

"Well then, it's gonna keep being a while..." I add with a strong grin, leading to a slightly sad whimper from the lion. "On your knees slut," I order suddenly as I slide off his frame, watching him smirk back quickly enough and then start to spin around. He slides up onto his knees before too long, laying his chest against the back rest of the couch and giving his rump a nice little wiggle. Those tight looking ass cheeks sway back and forth, almost hypnotizing me as I stare, and that tail giving it's own independent set of wags as it does it's best to lure my eyes down right to it's base. "Comfortable like that?" I add after finding my breath again, laying a firm slap down onto that displayed ass with my paw.

He lets out a soft little rawr at the spank, but then gets back to wiggling his hips slowly and teasingly as he says back, "Like I was born to be in this position..."

"You were..." I add roughly with another firm spank before quickly ordering, "Pants off!"

As if he needed to be ordered to do that anyway. His paws were already pressed to the groin of his tight jeans, just itching to pop that button open and wiggle them down. And once they were given the order to spring into action, he had those pants around his knees almost TOO quickly, showing off the level of practice he had with such a feat. To my slight surprise, there was nothing underneath the heavy denim, just more cream colored lion ass waiting eagerly for me with two almost perfect mounds of flesh.

"Mmmm, forgot the underwear again today, huh?" I add, laying a fairly hard spank down onto that now bare rump once again before watching those tight cheeks shiver at the shock.

"Mmmmph, it's... laundry day..." he says with a little smirk, pushing his rump back to receive another firm slap down onto it with a cute little begging whimper.

"Oh, I bet it is..." I add through my grit teeth.

With a grin I lay a paw on that ass firmly and begin to rub around the light fur there. That rump was perfect - there's no better way to describe it. Firm, muscular, tight, and just BEGGING to be railed... all the things you could want in an ass and more. My erection jumps up to another level as my fingertips slowly start to part those cheeks, feeling him squeeze down just a little bit over them before giving up the fight and letting me pull them apart with a hard tug. He even kicks off his pants and spreads his legs a bit more to allow my digits to slide in deeper, digging for their ultimate goal. And soon enough they find it - that warm, needy puckered place that his perfect ass is hiding.

He just slowly arches his back and lets out a gentle moan and purr as my fingertips dance over that hole. Slowly they slide up and down over the warm and obviously very well used flesh, the skin and fur in that area smoothed to a wonderful little soft texture as my digits probe and enjoy the scenery. "Mmmmm, feels to me like someone needs some attention back here..." I add teasingly, letting one digit almost too easily slip into that hole without even any lube to help it.

He squirms a bit at that sudden and rough intrusion, but he does let out a soft breath and shake of his hips as he slowly says back, "Mmmm, you're damn right... lets see what you've got to give...."

That statement puts me on the offensive as I smirk hard, sliding my digit out of that rump and leaving it be for the moment. In the mean time I reach over to the end table by the couch and pull out a rather expensive bottle of lube. I slide back to the lion and take my time to artfully drizzle a little bit down under his tail and into that wonderful crack in his ass, watching as the feline squirms and moans at the cool feeling over his cheeks and taint. But then comes the fun part as I gently reapply my fingers to that crack, giving a few rubs between those cheeks and collecting a bit of the lube over them. I feel my lips pull tight into a nice grin before sliding together two of my fingers and pushing them deep into that ass with ease, all the way to the knuckle.

This makes him moan out heavily as another soft arch comes out of his shivering back. "Mmmmph, oh yeah Rick..." he says with a small smirk and lick of his lips. "That all you got?" he adds after a small moment with a gentle squeeze to the fingers in his well trained tail hole.

I feel my grin get wider as I slip my digits almost all the way out and then add a third one to the mix, diving it in also relatively easily all the way to the knuckle. Again the feline moans hard, but yet this time doesn't ask for more. But I was gonna give it to that cocky son of a bitch anyway whether he begged or not. A fourth finger mercilessly slides up inside that well used ass on the next pump, not giving any warning of it's intrusion until it was already well inside. He gives a good solid moan at that one, finally feeling the stretch on that overworked rump no doubt. I smirk as I finally hear the feline go silent for once, at least with his cocky words anyway, before giving my digits a soft wiggle inside their fleshy tunnel. That sudden sensation makes him jump and squirm just a bit as my fingers firmly rub up against his prostate.

"Loose slut..." I add suddenly. I certainly wasn't planning on going this far, but I wanted to see just how easy it'd be. And, that lion's ass was begging for it by this point anyway. So, I slide out those four fingers and then add my thumb to the mix, angling my fingers into a cone before quickly pushing them back up against that stretching hole. To my surprise he gives a little bit of resistance at that finally, and an almost straining gasp as my paw pushes hard against his hole. But, more easily than not, I find my whole paw suddenly sliding into that rump with a wet slurp. The pucker locks firmly around my wrist though the moment I dive in, leaving both of us a little stunned at that sudden push and pop.

"You were saying?" he says finally after catching his breath again, looking back over his shoulder to give a small little still cocky wink. He quickly adds in a very firm squeeze of his ass down around my paw afterwards, almost making me pull it back out from the sudden sensation. I do however manage to pull it out a second later though, fighting off his strong anal muscles to do it. I look down and kind of stare at my paw for a moment, then I look back down at that well trained hole to just give off a soft shrug. The lion is almost laughing at me now as he can see my dazed and confused expression, but I put a stop to that quickly by balling up my paw into a fist and pressing it hard enough to hurt against the feline's pucker. That certainly stops him rather cold as the cat gives a heavy gasp and then a groan as that whole paw pushes past his ring again, my paw now as thick as it can get.

"Loose slut..." I repeat again, although all the anger and disappointment in my voice are rather faked as they take the place of a good bit of surprise. I always knew he was... well trained... but I never remembered him being THIS easy to slide into. Nevertheless, here I was... me with my whole paw inside that warm lion's rump, with barely a complaint from him. In fact, it seemed like quite the opposite... So, what was I to do besides add a few more drizzles of lube after pulling out my paw once again? Well, why not just dive right back inside with a small twist of my arm in the process?

That finally gets an almost strained hiss from the feline as my lips spread wide into a grin. "There's the kitty slut I know... still not THAT well trained, are we?" I pull my fist back out with a wet pop as I hear the hole close with a slap over itself. He doesn't have much time to reply as he steals a quick breath, only to add another hot groan to the mix as my paw pushes back in with another wet slurp. Back out with a wet pop yet again, and a back in with a firm slurp and another strong feline hiss.

I was enjoying myself far more than I thought I would be at this point, watching that lion squirm and grunt out hard as I forced his hole open nice and wide yet again. I almost felt as if I was getting back at the well versed feline for having more sex than me. Showing that yes, his hole might be able to open wide enough for something like my paw to fit in, but I could still make him squirm and struggle regardless. In and out my balled up paw went, sometimes giving a slight twist to further make him cry out in sensation. But, for the most part, that paw just made good work of that well trained hole as I continued to watched it flex back and forth over my slick digits, almost in awe of the sight.

But, as soon as he started to settle down a bit and get a little relaxed, I cranked it up another notch as well to make sure he wouldn't stay comfortable. My arm added a few more twists to the act, pushing my fist in deeper and deeper into that quivering lion's hole as I tried to feel around for a bottom to the pit. But, as I wedged my paw in again and started to push harder, I slowly felt that passageway open up for me and call me in deeper still. My working progress was seconded by the hot and heavy whimpering breaths he was giving out into the back of the sofa as my forearm began to spread open that hole a little more.

I'm not sure what really sparked inside me at that moment, but I certainly loved to hear that little twinge of pain in the feline's heavy gasps over and over again. I loved hearing him struggle to take something. That always sure and confident lion now really having to work at something made me just smile widely. I was both impressed what he could take, and impressed at myself for pushing him there. Of course, it was no secret I didn't exactly have the biggest paws on the planet, or biggest anything really. But still, hearing that hole slap and squirt at all my efforts to work it open more and more made me give a happy, almost crazy chuckle all the while. And watching my forearm slowly dive deeper and disappear into that lion's warmth made me both slightly confused, and quickly made me extra horny as well.

"One of your Master's a horse?" I ask with almost a growl in my voice now, taking complete control of the lion bitch and pretty much using him as I wanted to... not that either of us was complaining. This certainly wasn't on the list for tonight, but... you can never tell just where things are going to go when such a sexy little lion bitch shows up.

"Mmmmph... n...no..." he says, strained voice making me smile yet again. "B...bull though..." he adds back with another shivering grunt surging through his body. I give another firm push in, feeling about half of my arm sink up into that hole, before finally having my fill of this all and popping out with one last wet squelch. I stared at that ass and pucker, gaping slightly for me as I wipe off the lube from my paw and arm on that still upright ass. Then I give it another heavy slap just to watch those tight cheeks jiggle.

He's just happy for the break it seems, taking the chance to catch his breath as I reach down and slide off my own straining underwear finally. I slide back up right behind the still shaking feline and quickly guide my cock tip right towards that hole. I look down at his spine and the back of his head, slowly saying, "Clench... as tight as you can... like I never even fisted you at all..."

He's so good at taking orders that it almost makes ME want to throw on a collar over his neck for a bit. Down that warm pucker muscle came, kissing the tip of my cock with a wet little smooch. I gave a nice soft pat to his ass and hip for the effort as I gently add in, "Good kitty..." I steady myself on my foot paws before just quickly thrusting my hips forwards, pushing my cock down into that warm and wet passage in one firm thrust.

There was little resistance to go by of course, even with the intense squeezing the feline was trying to give back. My cock slid right in just like it was pushing into a warm pile of jiggling jello, or a hot apple pie if you'd rather go that direction. My heavy balls slapped up against his backside with a wet and firm authority, giving a firm grind in as deep as my hips could go when my sheath kissed his hole. "Loose slut..." I say one final time before pulling out and giving another merciless thrust back into that clenching feline hole.

His job was admirable in holding himself tight for me I suppose. The feeling was FAR from fucking a virgin for sure, but I couldn't complain too much with that ease of entry. Almost like fucking a slutty chick it seemed... almost. It was warm, it was wet, and it was eager... what more would a guy need to help get his rocks off? And, knowing just how pent up I was tonight from all my kinky thoughts, I could go for a slightly looser hole. It gave me time to relax a bit and just thrust away without the sensation creeping up on me and getting too intense too quickly.

And that's just what I did. I gripped his hips firmly with my paws and pulled him back into every slapping thrust I made. Or maybe he pushed himself back into every thrust. At some mutual point it's really hard to tell. Nevertheless, my hips didn't waste time with the warm up pace I usually took, just diving straight in to a nice and heavy ball slapping rhythm. Those wet slaps certainly rang out in the large room, going far over the feline's own slutty moans and both of our heavy breathing.

Who needed a gym if I could get this slut over on regular occasion? My hip thrusts were so easy and fluid that I could start to feel the aerobic burn of it all after only a few moments. Sweat started to drip off my muzzle and down onto his back as I wasn't going easy on that poor rump, pushing hard and fast to try and maximize what sensation I COULD get out of that wrecked hole. Although, the faster I went the more and more slight friction I could really start to feel over my cock head and shaft, until it started to feel like I was hammering into an almost normal hole.

That didn't stop me much though as I tossed everything else out of my head and just leaned down a bit more over his arched back. I let my paws slide up his back and grab a firm hold into his shoulders, making his back arch more as my hips rammed hard into that firm ass again and again. Soon enough it began to sting a bit right on my thighs from the intensity of his thrusts though, that hard and primal slapping not something I found with most of my partners. But, the pain and sorness would be something I'd worry about afterwards, much like the feline when one of his Masters asked why he was so worn out tomorrow. Right now I pushed it all out of my mind and just grit my teeth hard as I drove away. I might not be a bull, and I might not have a cock big enough to fill such a cavernous space, but damnit if I wasn't going to make that cat hurt at least a little bit tomorrow from all this.

That thought process and intensity drove me on harder and harder as I began to pant over his still arched back. My paws only clenched harder around those natural handles he called his shoulders as my saliva began to dribble down onto the back of his neck now. My short but still slightly pointed nails really dug down into that fur, and even against his skin a bit as I continued to hump away. But, with as many mating bites as he'd had in his long and slutty career, with the scars just under his beautiful tan fur all over his shoulders, there was no way my claws could pierce that hardened skin. Not that I really wanted to try either. I was no wolf, and damnit did I need a full muzzle of air over and over at this point as that ass was quickly wearing me out. I hadn't stopped my break neck pace since I started rutting that rump, and I showed no intention of doing so as I finally began to feel my orgasm peaking up inside of me. It was a lot slower than I was used to thanks to the well worked rump at my disposal. But, as my sweat slowly fell down onto his back, shaking off a drop or two each time my body forcefully slammed back into the his, I was slowly creeping to the edge.

Another thirty seconds of fast, hard thrusting and I was there. I slowly gritting my teeth harder and harder as I pushed off my orgasm just a bit more. But it was too late to stop the full force of it at this point even if I wanted to. I leaned down over his back once again to get the most powerful angle I could, and I gave a few of the most powerful thrusts of the night into that slutty ass. I could hear wet and almost painful slaps ring out and overshadow my panting and the complaining creeks of the couch as well each time my sheath and balls met up with that slick feline rump. It was then I let out a heavy growl and a few sharp breaths, the only indication that my long journey to orgasm was over.

The feline could tell I was finally hitting my peak and gave me a few firm squeezes of his rump to aid me, harder than anything he'd done so far for sure. They made sure I couldn't hold anything back as I moaned hard and dumped in shot after powerful shot of my pent up seed deep into that loose, warm rump. Two, three, four, five shots and counting as I finally gave up all I had. All those teasing throughts, and all his slutty looks and antics giving me quite the load... which it seems both of us were certainly enjoying in the moments after the climax.

I still managed to feel myself twitching slightly, even as my cock was done giving up it's milky treasure. The feline on the other hand was simply purring happily, the sound now finally reaching my ears as my heavy breathing filled the room along side it. I slid back down over the cat's back with my paws, placing most of my light weight on top of the kneeling feline, and just let myself recover for a few moments along his nice and damp back. His pucker slowly relaxed once again as I layed there and just breathed heavily on top of the cat. And, with a soft grunt, I could feel my cock slide out a moment later as there was little resistance to keep it inside any longer.

"Mmmmph, fuck..." I say first, finally sliding back up to a standing position once again and giving that ass one last hard spank.

And, as I slid away from that rump and back up onto my shaking foot paws, he just let out a small smirk as he says, "We just did that... ready for round two already?"

I couldn't help but smile at that as I drew my arm back and gave him another heavy hit on his cocky ass, hearing him let out a firm 'mrowl' again as he gave his cum dripping rump a little wiggle. Slowly my seed began to trickle back out of that hole, whether just naturally or by the feline's design, dripping down onto his taint and starting to make a nice river channel down to his dangling balls. His hard cock was there as well, dangling below the set of balls needfully. But, I paid no mind to it. It was his problem to take care of after all. And, to be honest, I rarely saw him cum until long after everyone was done with him. Maybe he stored it up and pawed himself off the next day? Who knows. Nevertheless, I just slowly wipe the sweat from my brow as I say back, "Smart ass.... loose ass...."

"Oh, you loved it...." he says, finally unarching his back with a little crack back into place. He slides back up straight onto his knees, and then starts to step off the couch himself. In the mean time that drooling cum just smears into the fur between his ass cheeks - probably the most cum-stained fur in the entire planet by this point.

"I guess I did," I add with a smirk, going to find my underwear and slip them back on over my quickly shrinking cock and sheath. I let them soak up some of the lube and sex juices while he slowly goes to find his own pants. He slides them on and looks back at me with a wink, that mane still flowing and gorgeous even if parts of it are matted with sweat and the impression of the couch.

"Next time though, I fuck you first... THEN I fist you..." I say with a chuckle right back at the lion.

"If you can resist for that long..." he shoots back with a little smirk himself, gently brushing his mane back into place as he catches his reflection in a mirror somewhere. "I could tell you loved it either way..."

"Nowhere near as much as you seemed to you loose slut..." I add with a little snarl as I watched the lion pamper himself, almost looking like nothing ever happened to him soon enough.

"Psh, I can squeeze down pretty good... remember that part?" he adds with a wink. "When you were cumming?"

"Mmmm, how could I forget?" I say with another smirk, and then a soft sigh as I start to gather up my breath once again.

"So, any other services I can provide for you tonight Mr. Ratt?" he adds all proper and official-like, turning to face me as he gently places his paws on his hips.

"Heh, still got a few more cocks to service tonight elsewhere?" I add back, mirroring his stance a bit.

"Maybe..." he adds with those teasing, shifty eyes that could be either telling the truth, the half-truth, or just teasing. It was impossible to tell.

"Well," I say as both of us start walking through the living room and over towards the entrance way, "Make sure you tell them you were fisted first so they're not disappointed when they slide in and feel nothing."

"Oh honey," he suddenly adds, throwing in a bit more of a flamboyant touch than he usually does, "No one is ever disappointed when they slide inside me..."

I can only chuckle at that as I have little to come back with, my own spent cock in my underwear a firm reminder of that. So, instead I just give the feline a little wave and a, "Fuck you later Slut," as I watched him slowly sashay down the path from my door back to the driveway. Before I could feel my cock stiffen again from that sight, I turned around and closed the door behind me with a satisfied groan.

I slowly made my way back into the living room as the feline's headlights lights shined past my windows, and then disappeared down my road into the darkness. I gave a soft sigh as I stood still in the same room we'd just fucked in, the smell of sex ripe in the air as I took it in one last time. I gave out another recovering sign, just kind of standing and spacing there in my afterglow for a bit, before a sudden yawn creeps up on me. I try to decide whether or not to turn on the TV in the mean time, but after a moment of thinking I just shrug and slide off to the bedroom.

After a nice fuck like that I really just wanted to relax. And, as I grab a bottle of water and head off towards my large bed, the hot scene is still replaying in my mind. 'Did I really just fist him?' is pretty much all I can think of as I slide into bed, draping the light covers over me and slowly snuggling up with them. My bed was quite large, which was nice on some occasions. But tonight it just kind of felt cold and empty. But, at least I had the memories from a few moments ago, and that was enough to get me to happily close my eyes and have sleep take me over soon enough.