Chapter 9
She was sitting there sewing, watching the beasts stalking in their cages. She kept what she was sewing in her bag, only pulling out the parts that were ripped, because she didn't want anyone to see it.
What would they think if they saw her sewing a leopard costume? Actually, Cheryl was just sewing parts of it, because the last man who had been over, the night before, had gotten angry at her. He had been taking her through her fantasy, fucking her from behind, working his dick in and out of her. He had been wearing the costume, too, and she had loved looking in the mirror.
But at one point, she had moaned about how good it felt to be really fucked like an animal, by someone who reminded her of an animal.
That was when he started to get mad at her. That was when the man, whose name she had blocked from her mind, started to rip the costume off, ripping it at the seams. He was pissed at her for thinking of him as an animal, for even though he had been getting into it, too, he had his standards.
"I want you to know that I'm fucking you when you're getting fucked by me," he had told her. "I don't want you fantasizing about some fucking animal."
And when he had stripped himself of the suit, he had continued to fuck her, though she didn't really want it to continue. There was no way she could push him off her body though, because he was holding her down.
He had come, and then he had dressed and left. When she had picked up the costume and had seen the way it was torn, she cried.
It was almost the same way that she had cried when the leopard was killed.
But now, she was almost finished sewing it, and as she was putting it back into the bag, she started to watch the animals.
She could see the male stalking the female, and she thought for sure that the two of them were going to scrap with each other. She was sure, too, that the female would end up winning, for in the cat world, the females could almost always dominate. "'
But then, all of a sudden, the male lunged on the female's back.
He started to bite into her neck, and then he was holding her down. Cheryl could see the way the beast was moving, and knew that it was fucking the female. She couldn't get over how hot it looked.
She had seen it happening one or two times before, and had thought that it was hot those times, too, but this time, it was better. This time, she was seeing it after having come very close to living through the fantasy.
She could feel her pussy spasming hard as she watched, and she pressed the bag between her legs even more, so that she could make herself come.
The male was going so fast, and she thought of something. When she would be with the animal, or the man as an animal, she wouldn't want it that fast. There was a difference between the reality of the way animals fucked, and her fantasy.
Animals just fucked so they could come fast, and as soon as this male cat had come in the female, he bit into her neck once more, then almost hopped and flew off her. Cheryl had never seen anything like it. It was as if the beast just flew right up in the air and jumped, for fear that she would try to get revenge.
She did, rolling over and trying to hit him with her paw. ' But he was already gone, having run through the hole that led to the inside cage, as if he was trying to get away from her, as far as he could get.
And the female leopard just lay there for a few minutes. First, she looked as if she was ready to get up and go after him, looked as if she was quite ready to kill the fucking bastard. But then, when she realized that he was gone, far, she lay back and started to purr.
She started to lick her claws, and Cheryl had to smile.
"Isn't that just like a woman?" she heard a voice say. "To get fucked, get mad, and then when the male is gone, she just stays there loving it. Maybe if she'd let the male know she loved it while it was happening, it would have been better."
Cheryl turned her head, and saw Don standing there. It was the first time she had seen him since their vacation, months back.
She had to admit to herself that he looked sensational. He had lost some weight, and his chest looked so much broader. "How are you?" she asked, rather coldly, and he smiled.
"I'm fine. Can I sit down and talk with you for a while?"
"As long as all you want to do is talk," she said. "But when a man asks if he can talk to a lady, he usually does want more."
"I know. And you know that I want more from you. You know that I want you, but I'm not going to say anything about that. I just knew you would be here."
"How?"
"Robin told me. I didn't know that I would come in time for the show. It was really quite hot watching those animals fucking each other."
"Yes," she said, closing the bag so he didn't see what was in it. "Is that all you wanted to speak to me about?"
"Come on, Cheryl. Don't be like this. Look, I did want to see you even before it arrived in the mail the other day. A large package for the two of us."
"What is it?" she asked, looking back at the female leopard.
"I don't want to tell you. It was from David and Freida. A gift. It must have cost them a small fortune, but they have it."
"Well tell me what it is, Don. I have a right to know."
"Come on over and see it," he said to her. "I promise that as much as I want to have you, I won't do anything unless you want it."
She smiled, and then she stood up and reached for her pocketbook. She nodded her head, and the two of them started to walk.
They talked about what" they had been doing, and although she had not met any men as good as he was, she didn't tell him. He did tell her about the girls he met, and hoped he would loosen her up by letting her know that she was still better than all of the others he had met put together.
When they arrived at his apartment, she looked the place over.
She threw her things down on the couch when he told her to go and have a look in the den, and when she was gone, he looked in the bag.
Cheryl screamed with joy when she turned the light on. The jungle atmosphere was so fucking fantastic, and brought back good memories. When she saw the wall with the leopard spotted wallpaper, she was even happier. '
But the gift he had been talking about turned her on the most.
It was a stuffed leopard, right near the couch in the den.
She could not get over it. She was lost in a daze when she saw it, and she started to pull her clothing off as fast as she could.
When Cheryl was totally naked, she sat right down on the leopard, pressing her body flat against it. She could feel the fur against her pussy, and she could feel it against her tits, too, and loved it.
She started to thrust her cunt up and down against the warm fur, and she could feel the way her whole body was throbbing with delight. Her cunt was already spasming and the juices were dripping onto the fur.
As she felt the warmth, she felt something else behind her.
When she turned, she could see him moving behind her on the animal. He was wearing the costume that she had just finished fixing at the zoo, and she was going to ask him where he had found it, but she knew.
Cheryl couldn't get mad at him for looking through her things, not when his cock' was so hard and ready to enter her.
"Here it comes, baby. You take this leopard fuck," he moaned.
And he rammed his cock right into her pussy from behind, sitting on the stuffed leopard with her. Then he slid his mouth to her ear and started to purr like an animal, making angry sounds, too, like the male would do.
She could not get over it. Each time that he thrust in, it was like she was being fucked by a real beast, and if she forgot at times, all she had to do was open her eyes and look at the animal beneath her.
She started to rub her hands all over the animal's warm fur.
She wanted to tell him how much she loved him then, and how good it felt to have him in her again, but she knew not to say a word.
Any words would take away from the fantasy, so she told him in another way.
She started to moan it, and then, her moans were turning into purring sounds which were making his cock pulse harder.
He started to fuck her faster, though. He wanted to keep up the thrusting, and knew that no animal would slow down because an animal would not think like that. As he felt his cock shooting off in her, she started to purr louder.
Don kept moving until he had finished coming, and as he jumped off the leopard and moved toward the floor, she hissed.
He loved it. She swung at him with her hand, and hit him a little bit, and he swung right back at her, playing the male defending himself.
That was how far it went then, for both of them started to laugh, and then Cheryl got off the leopard and lay on top of him.
She moved her lips to his and kissed him so hard.
"Oh Don, I've been such a nitwit. I can't believe I let you go for these past few months. You're so good to me."
"We were both stubborn, though you were more than I was," he said. "I did try to call you. And now that I think about it, Robin knows, right?"
"You mean about me? Yes, she knows," Cheryl said, but said no more about Robin.
"Because she was here for a drink the other night and I showed her the den, and that was when she knew we should be together. She was the one who told me that I should meet you at the zoo. She said you would be there."
"Well, I'm glad she told you," Cheryl said to him, and then, she looked at the door and saw the costume that he had hanging there.
She stood up, walked over, and slipped into it. When she turned to face him, and he saw her blonde pussy patch sticking out of the crotch, he loved it.
His dick was soon on the rise again, and within seconds, she moved her mouth down to it, keeping "her body between his legs.
"I know that animals don't eat each other," he moaned, "but that's our advantage. We can eat each other and get off on it. Now move your pussy's pussy over me."
She started to turn her body around, and he grabbed her by the tail, until she had her cunt hovering over his face. He could feel the way she started to thrust herself back and forth against his face.
He loved it. The feeling of her cunt working against his mouth was just turning him on so much, even more so because she was the hottest woman he had ever met, and he hadn't had her for a while. '
After being with so many losers the past few months, it was great to have this hot pussy working over his face again.
When she started to come, he wanted to fuck her so badly again.-
As he pushed her onto her hands and knees, he moved behind her.
This time, it was more like two animals, for they both had their costumes on, and as they looked over at the mirror, they could see the way they really looked like two hot leopards fucking each other.
Her pussy spasmed so hard when she saw the way that looked, and he broke the animal fantasy for a second when he slowed down.
"I know that animals wouldn't do this," he said to her. "I know that they would keep going, but I have to slow down. I just have to. We can think, and all I can think about is how good you feel around me."
"I want it to last longer, too," she said. "Thank God that we are human." !
"But we do know how to play animal," he moaned, and then he moved his lips to her neck and he started to kiss her.
She turned her head so that their lips met, and soon, they were kissing each other really hard, while he started to thrust again.
The next time he felt like he was going to come, he let himself go all the way, and soon, he was shooting his load deep into her. He thrust himself in all the way and held himself there as he was coming, and her pussy was going crazy as she felt the come filling her right up.
He rolled off her and lay on the jungle green carpet, and she rolled right next to him and started to kiss him on the lips.
"Animals wouldn't be doing this either," she moaned. "But we can play animals to a point, and then be human again."
"Well, this human wants to ask you something human. Will you marry me?"
"I don't know," she said to him. "It's rushing things too much."
"Oh, come on. The thing that broke us up was the leopard thing, and now we know what the other is into. It could work for us, and we have known each other for five years. Come on, Cheryl. Let's do it."
"It could be fun. But it's such a commitment," she said.
"We can go back on safari for our honeymoon, baby," he said.
When she heard that, she screamed with joy, then leaned over and kissed him hard on the lips again, pressing her tongue into his mouth. She slid her hand down his leopard skin, toward his hot dick.
As she played with it, she could feel the way it was starting to fill with blood again, and soon, he was sticking straight up.
That time, he lay on his back, and Cheryl climbed on him.
For although they knew that animals would not do it that way, they were still dressed in the costumes, and that was keeping the fantasy going. She started to moan as she rode his dick up and down, but when he started to throb, she sat all the way down on him and waited for the throbbing to stop.
"That was a nice gift that the Lawrences sent," she said, looking over at the stuffed leopard. "It was very thoughtful, but it will have to be moved."
"I like it in this room," he said to her.
"Well, I guess it does look really good. And we have the rest of the atmosphere here. But I think it could look even better in the living room."
"Well, maybe," he said, and then he thought about something. "Hey, you keep saying we, as if this place is ours."
"Well, you did ask me to marry you, didn't you?" Cheryl asked him. "Or are you going to welch on your proposal and take it back?"
He moved his hands to her neck and pulled her down so she was flat on top of him, and then she kissed him hard on the lips. With her tongue in his mouth and his cock in her pussy, he started to moan really loud, and when the kiss ended, he was shaking his head no. No way he would take back the proposal. She started to ride up and down on his dick again, but because she could only move so much that way, they started to change their positions.
Within a few more seconds, she was climbing off, and he was moving back to the animal, so he could enter her the same way he had done it before, with both of them sitting on the leopard, their bodies pressing against it.
She started to moan so loud as she felt his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and he could feel the way she kept spasming around him.
"Oh, baby, this is wonderful," he moaned. "I think that we're meant for each other.