XXX-Fiction

Barbie Lez

My friend’s ten-year-old daughter seemed mesmerized by the giraffes. And so was I. However, my fascination with the tall creatures had nothing to do with childish fascination; it had more to do with the powerful fantasy that had started growing deep within me. A smile curled my lips as I felt the familiar sensation fill me. Yet, something was off.

“Oh my god!” I gasped when I finally figured it out. Though more than one of my fantasies had been interrupted, I had never before managed to resume my perverse daydreams once they were interrupted. Then again, the fantasy growing with me could very well be a new one altogether.

“I guess I’m about to find out,” I thought as a smile curled my lips. Sure enough, the real world started to fade, gradually giving place to an identical fantasy one. But right before the final shreds of reality faded, I was snapped back to reality.

“What the…” I started as I realized Candy was pulling on my arm.

“Let’s go,” she said, making it clear she was bored of staring at the giraffes. I could not help but sigh, yet I felt somewhat relieved that I had not been given a chance to really get into my perverse fantasy before being snapped out of it.

“All right,” I agreed as I followed Candy through the crowd. This time, I made sure to stick to her like glue, not wanting to lose her yet again. Fortunately, we made it all the way to the tiger habitat without being separated once. Then again, that was probably because it was almost lunchtime and many a family had retreated out of the sun for a quick snack.

“Maybe we should think about taking a quick break ourselves,” I thought, but the fascinated look on Candy’s face made it impossible for me to tear her away from the beauty of the majestic felines. So we stood as close to the fence as was permitted and watched the tigers lay about. Though not a single one of the large felines was standing, it was still perfectly clear why they are the largest felines alive. But their impressive stature was nothing in comparison to when they all stood up, as if alerted by some unheard alarm.

“What’s happening?” asked Candy. I was about to admit I was as lost as her when I spotted something out of the corner of my eye. Focusing on it, I saw a wide open door. Standing on the threshold was an employee of the zoo. The man was in the process of throwing half a dozen large chunks of bloody meat into the feline habitat. I was about to inform Candy of this when I felt an all-too-familiar feeling grab hold of me.

“Uh-oh!” I thought as I recognized the feeling as a fantasy. But before I could even consider fighting it, reality started to fade. Moments later, I was surrounded by an identical, yet purely fictitious fantasy world. In this world, the man was still throwing large chunks of meat into the tiger habitat. But unlike the real world, not all the tigers were located at the opposite end of the artificial environment. One of the large felines was hidden in a bush near the door. From his posture, it was obvious he was stalking his prey—in this case, the man feeding him—and on the verse of striking. I opened my mouth to warn the unsuspecting man, but the tiger struck first.

A powerful roar echoed throughout the zoo as the massive feline soared through the air. Luckily, the zookeeper managed to dive out of the way just in time to avoid being sliced to pieces. However, that left the door unguarded and the orange and black beast took advantage of this to escape. Moments later, terrified screams echoed as the tiger ran out into the crowd. People scattered as they ran for their lives. Luckily for them, the wild cat did not seem interested in them. In fact, he seemed to be on a mission. Unfortunately, that mission soon proved to be scaring everybody away until I was left standing alone before the massive animal.

“Why didn’t I run?” I wondered, but soon realized that seemed to be a constant in all my fantasies involving dangerous animals. But I would have time to further prove this theory later; for now, I had more important things to worry about. Like how to keep from being mauled to death by an obviously hungry feline. Fortunately, I was about to discover the large animal standing a mere dozen feet before me was not hungry for human flesh, but human cum. Still, I was yet to become aware of this and remained in a state of petrified horror.

“Oh fuck!” I thought as I saw the tiger stalk closer, quickly closing the gap between us. The closer he got, the more terrified I got. And the more terrified I got, the faster my heart beat. And it seemed like the faster my heart beat, the closer the tiger got. It was a vicious circle. At least it was until I felt a sudden surge of courage. Realizing my only chance at survival was to flee, I decided to act. So, without a moment of hesitation, I turned tail and bolted. Unfortunately, I only made it a few steps before…

“FUCK!” I yelled as I felt two large paws make contact with my back. A split second later, I felt long, sharp claws against my skin. But against all odds, I remained unharmed. My blouse, on the other hand, was not so lucky; it was torn from my body in a split second, leaving me topless. But I was still alive. And if I wanted to remain that way, I had to keep running. And run I did until I yet again felt my pursuer’s paws make contact with my body. Like before, I was unharmed, but the torn skirt that soon fluttered down to the floor left me naked. But still I ran on. That is, until I felt the tiger’s paws make contact with my body yet again. This time, I felt no claws, but the force to the collision was much greater. Unable to remain upright, I was slammed to the ground. Luckily, I was unharmed, but that did not stop the wind from getting knocked from my lungs as I hit the ground.

“I’m dead!” I thought as I lay there, flat on my stomach and struggling to force air back into my lungs. However, a few seconds passed without anything happening. Though I had no idea why the large feline had not yet sunk his sharp teeth into my flesh, I decided to take advantage of the situation. The second my breath returned, I sprung to my feet. At least, I tried. But I only made it to all fours before I felt one of the tiger’s large paws on my back. The pressure being exerted on my back was enough to keep me from standing up, but not enough to force me back to the ground.

“What is he doing?” I wondered. Unfortunately—or fortunately, depending on how you look at it—I soon found out. His paw left my back and I felt the touch of soft fur against my skin as the large feline placed himself atop me. With two legs on either side of me, he was now perfectly positioned to do what he had so clearly intended to do all along.

“Fuck me!” I muttered as I realized that was exactly what the large tiger wanted to do. And fuck me he did!

“FUUCCCKKKKK!!!!!” I shrieked in a mixture of pain and surprise as I felt something long, hard and surprisingly painful being forced past my labia. What I soon recognized as the obviously horny feline’s massive cock was thrust deep into me, forcing the surprisingly large—and incredibly painful—spikes that covered his cone-shaped manhood to rake at my vaginal wall. Though I struggled to cope with the intense pain that filled me, I still had time to realize powerful waves of arousal had started washing over me. That could only mean one thing; as painful as the penetration was, it was equally pleasurable. But the pain and bliss soon came to an abrupt halt when my lover pulled back, forcing his large manhood to slide out of me.

I was not sure if I should be relieved or disappointed, so I remained emotionless. That is, until I felt the horny tiger once again thrust his schlong deep into me. The only difference was that his prickly prick was not forced into my pussy, but my asshole.

“FUUCCCKKKKK!!!!!” I shrieked again as I felt the spikes tear at my rectum. But like before, the pain was accompanied by arousal. Lots of arousal!

Also like before, the mixture of pain and pleasure soon came to an end when my feline lover once more pulled out. Fortunately, his rock-hard spear was soon forced back into my poon, forcing another moan past my lips. But unlike the previous ones, this one was of arousal, not pain.

“Oh no!” I moaned when I felt the schlong being pulled back out. Fortunately, it was quickly thrust back in.

“Oh yes!” I moaned when I felt it slide into my asshole. Though I was unsure if my lover was purposefully alternating between my two holes, I realized it did not matter. All that mattered was that it felt fucking awesome! The alternating penetrations along with the mixture of pain and pleasure soon sent my arousal into overdrive. Within seconds, I was moaning at the top of my lungs as my large lover pounded my two holes with great verve and skill.

“Oh god!” I moaned. “Don’t stop! DON’T FUCKING STOP!”

My moans echoed throughout the deserted zoo as the horny feline fucked me fast and hard, forcing a powerful orgasm to grow within me at an exponential rate. Before long, I felt it on the verge of exploding. Sure enough, I soon felt my pussy start to shake and shiver. A split second later, the tiger’s cock did the same and we climaxed simultaneously.

“FUUCCCKKKKK!!!!!” I moaned at the top of my lungs as I felt the first wave of cum flow up my pussy. The hot orgasmilk flew past my lower lips as my lover’s semen did the same from my ass. The two hot, gooey liquids split into tiny drops and splashed down to the ground. My moans echoed. The tiger’s roars resonated. Our bodies convulsed. Cum flew in all directions.

This went on for what felt like an eternity before I felt my orgasm start to die down. Also satisfied, my lover slowed the pace of his thrusts and, within seconds, his cock started retracting back into his body. Moments later, it was all over. And a second after that, I was snapped back to reality.

“I’m hungry,” I heard Candy say. But I was too busy recovering form the most intense fantasy of the day to respond. In fact, it had been so intense that I had to peer down at myself to make sure I was still fully clothed and my pussy—and asshole—free of feline cock. Unfortunately, it was, telling me my fantasy was indeed over.

“I’m hungry,” said Candy again.

“All right,” I agreed, but not before releasing a disappointed sight. After throwing the studly tigers one final glance we were off to lunch.

Half an hour later, we were resuming our visit of the zoo. Unfortunately, it soon started to pour, so we were forced to spend the remainder of the day inside. Unfortunately, lizards and insects are not exactly arousing, so my pre-lunch fantasy was the last one of the day. Still, I remained in a constant state of arousal until I finally found myself alone that evening. After making sure to lock my bedroom door, I spent the entire evening thinking of our eventful—not to say arousing—visit to the zoo. Happy Canada Day to me!