Chapter 7
Cheryl was feeling pretty shitty herself. Ever since she and Don had broken up, something which was not bumming her out, she had been meeting a bunch of men who didn't turn her on at all, but they had one thing in common.
Most of them were willing to carry out her leopard fantasies.
As soon as she had returned from the island, she had gone out and bought a leopard leotard, something that could fit a man. She had cut three holes in it, two small ones on the chest for the nipples, and one large one in the crotch so a man could have his cock and balls hanging out.
Then, she had gone out to look for some willing men.
Her first night back, she picked up some hot looking black man. When she wanted him to put on the costume, he got really pissed. He told her that he couldn't fuck in some stupid-ass" costume, and even after she showed him that she had cut a place for his cock and balls, he wasn't interested.
"Then get out," Cheryl had said to him, and he wouldn't leave.
In fact, when she insisted that he leave, or if he wanted to stay he would have to get dressed the way she wanted him to, he started to hit her. He pulled her hands behind her back and tied them together with the stretchy leotard material, and then he pushed her back on her bed.
He spread her legs wide, yanking them apart, and moved his lips to her pussy. As he was eating her, she was coming, but she still hated it. She started to curse at him, and he slapped her across the face, harder than Don had.
After that, Cheryl knew her best bet was to relax and try to enjoy him, so she stopped protesting and closed her eyes.
As he ate her, her juices were flowing, and then he slid his way up her body and started to move his cock into her. He was not as big as the last black man she had fucked, but he was a decent enough size. '
What he was not, was a good fuck. She could feel him thrusting in and out of her at a nice steady rate, but he was not turning her on. She started to think of her one leopard fuck, with Norm, and that helped her get a little bit turned on.
Then, part of her started to think of Don, and the way he would dress in leopard if she could get him to do it. Of course, she was also thinking that there was no way they would be getting together again, either.
She wouldn't have it. Not after what he did to her.
Still, she knew, he would at least be willing to go along with her fantasy, more than the man fucking her.
When he started to throb inside of her pussy, she was happy because she knew that he would be coming really soon, and did want to get it over with. His cock started to fill her up, and soon, he was pulling out.
He untied her after he got dressed, and then he started to leave.
"You are one fucking sick bitch," he said to her, and he left her in tears.
A few nights later, she went out to try and pick up another man, and she picked up a white man, who was more than willing to get into the costume. She thought that he looked really hot, looking like a leopard with his dick sticking out. In fact, the moment he was dressed that way, she started to go down on him.
She took his hard fat cock into her mouth, and started to move her lips up and down the shaft. She could feel the way he was pulsing less than a few seconds after she had been working him over, and she hoped he wouldn't come too fast.
When he started to, she sucked his dick dry, licking all of the cream out of his cock, working the head over with her tongue so that he moaned louder.
Then, he wanted to fuck her, but he wanted to enter her from behind.
It was good, at first, but then, she noticed that she wasn't really feeling that much with him inside of her. She slid her hand to her cunt and started to play with herself while his cock was working her over.
It felt all right when that happened, she thought, but it was still not as good as she knew it would be with someone better.
Then, she had an idea, and she pulled herself away from him for a few seconds. Cheryl walked toward her closet door and opened it, so that the mirror on the outside was in a position where she would be able to see it.
The next time she lay down, face forward, she did it so she could look right at the mirror, and see her leopard entering her from behind. The man started to rub his cock against her pussy lips, then he rammed himself in deep and hard.
The thing' was, the second time he started to fuck her cunt, he was slapping her ass, something that she could have easily done without. In fact, she even asked him to please stop what he was doing, but he wouldn't, and when she tried to push him off her, he only got ten times more aggressive.
Soon, he was coming in her, and by that time, her body was pressed down flat on the bed, because he was really forcing himself into her.
She was groaning when he was coming, and she wished to hell that He hadn't been so rough with her in the end.
That night, after he left, leaving the leopard leotard with her, she sat down and started to think. If she had been with an actual leopard, she knew it would be hot, but that would also have to be impossible.
There was no way they could make an animal do something like that to her. Also, Cheryl knew, even if the beast was drugged, like the one in the jungle, there was always a chance of getting clawed, and she didn't want to risk it.
But, she thought, if she would be with a real animal, he would be harder than the man she had just been with.
That was when Cheryl started to realize how much of a fantasy her leopard thing was. Still and all, she wanted it to happen the way she fantasized, with some man dressed as a leopard, entering her from behind, fucking her nice and gentle.
And, the man could not say a word. If anything, he could just purr or breathe heavily the way an animal would, making animal sounds. But talk was out.
So she had not been making out good at all, and this evening, she was having a drink with her-friend Robin, a curly headed woman with brown hair. Robin had known all about Cheryl's relationship with Don. In fact, she had always thought they were something of a perfect couple, and that Cheryl and Don should get married.
When Cheryl had returned from vacation, with news of the break-up, no one had been more surprised that Robin. She had gone out to dinner with them the night before they were going to leave, and she had been shocked when Cheryl came back alone. After all, the night before they were planning to leave had been wonderful.
The two of them had been getting along better than they had ever gotten along before.
When Cheryl came back, she told Robin that they had been cheating on each other too much, and that was the reason for the break-up. She told her friend how a man would have to be faithful to her during their courtship, and of course, after marriage.
She said nothing about her leopard love, though.
That night, Cheryl was telling Robin all about the last man she had been with, and how hard it was to find a good lover.
"Have you ever thought of women?" Robin asked her. "I mean, I know you're not gay, honey, but you're having trouble finding men now. Maybe you could use a nice lady lover who would turn you on."
"I don't know," Cheryl said to her friend. "Have anyone in mind?"
The way Robin smiled let Cheryl know just who the lovely brown-haired girl was thinking about, and Cheryl was shocked.
"Robin, I didn't know you got into things like that," she said.
"Well, darling, I've only done it a few times. Don't look at me like I'm the dirtiest dyke you've ever met. I just feel like trying it again."
Cheryl thought about it. The idea was interesting, although she knew she really did want a male lover, with a dick. Still, she and Robin were close, and Cheryl was getting horny, and more than that, the men in the bar were a bunch of real drags. She couldn't spot one man she thought might turn her on. :
So, she decided to have another drink, and then the two of them went back to her place. They had another drink, and a joint, and then, Cheryl started to lay back on the couch to let Robin dominate her.
She felt Robin kissing her on the lips, and she did like the way that felt. Then, her friend started to lick her way down her body, opening her blouse buttons at the same time, to expose Cheryl's lovely tits.
Cheryl started to moan as she felt Robin's wet tongue working her tits over, and she could feel her nipples throbbing.
Then, Robin sucked one nipple between her lips and started to flick thye tip of it back and forth with her tongue. The blonde girl could feel the way her juices were starting to flow, and she loved it.
She began to thrust herself up and down against her friend, though they hadn't even started to get into any cunt play.
"Mmmmm, Robin, this is so nice. You can really suck tit well."
"Well, you suck tits on a man and a woman, and you can do it the same way. Both men and women do have the nipples to work with."
Cheryl started to laugh, and then, she felt a surge. It was because of the way that Robin had slid her hand right between her legs, and although she was wearing jeans, the brown-haired girl pressed her palm against Cheryl's crotch.
Cheryl could feel her juices starting to flow so hard.
She began to moan loud as Robin was unzipping her jeans, and then the girl started to pull them right down. Cheryl lifted her ass up to let her pants get pulled all the way off, and then she slid out of her own panties and spread her legs as wide as she possibly could. Robin looked at her pussy lips.
"Well, baby, you look pretty nice," she started to moan, sliding her two hands right up Cheryl's thighs, toward her cunt.
She spread the blonde girl's pussy lips with her fingers, then started to move her tongue right to Cheryl's clit.
As she sucked it between her legs, Cheryl could feel the way her juices were beginning to flow even harder, and she just adored it.
She knew that this girl was a good pussy eater. She figured it was easier for a girl to eat another girl's cunt, as they both had clits and both understood the way a woman's flowing urges worked. For when Robin felt the clit start to throb a little bit, she worked her tongue faster, making the orgasm that much more explosive.
Cheryl was soon fucking her friend's face. She was rubbing the curly locks of hair and starting to moan loud, thrusting herself up and down, so her cunt was slapping against the face and skillfully working tongue.
In fact, by holding Robin's head, she kept her friend from being able to pull her head away, and it was working well.
Robin had eaten a few pussies in her day, though she did like cocks much better, and knew that she would end up with a man in the end. Still, it was a nice change, and the fact that she was turning her friend on this much turned her on, too.
Soon, she had to take a break. She just had to catch her breath because she had been getting, pretty excited eating the cunt. Once she was starting to do it again, she made Cheryl come three more times.
Then, Cheryl went to the kitchen to make some more drinks.
When she was gone, Robin started to look around the room. She didn't have to look very hard to find the leopard costume. She just walked down the hall to go to the bathroom, closed the door, and saw it hanging behind the door.
At first, because it was hung with the back facing her, she thought it was just your average leopard patterned leotard, and she did really love it. She had always been a leopard fan, and loved the look.
But, as she turned the thing around, she saw the front. She could see where the nipple holes had been cut, and even better, where the whole crotch had been cut away.
"Well, how fucking kinky," Robin said to herself, and after she finished taking her leak, she started to strip.
She knew that she just had to try this costume on, and as she slipped into it and looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, she adored it.
Her pussy hairs were almost the same color as the leopard costume, so they almost seemed to blend in with the fabric. The fact that her brown nipples stuck right out of the holes turned her on, too.
And she just adored the way her cunt lips looked, sticking out.
"Hey, come on in and have the drink," she could hear Cheryl yelling.
And she decided to make her appearance as a leopard girl. She just wanted to see how good she would look in it, and how Cheryl would react. As she walked down the hall toward the living room, she could see Cheryl sitting there.
"Hey, where did you get this kinky thing?" she asked, and the moment that Cheryl turned to look, she could see anger. The blonde girl's face began to turn red, and then, she actually started to scream.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Where the fuck did you find that?"
"It was on the back of he bathroom door, Cheryl. Jesus, I don't know why the fuck you're getting so upset. What's wrong? It's kinky."
"Take it off," Cheryl started to yell. "Take it off. You have no right putting that thing on. You have no right."
And then, Robin started to realize what was going on.
It did not take all that much when it came to intelligence, to realize that this girl got off on things like this. After all, Robin knew, it had to be used when Cheryl was having sex, because of where the holes were cut. They were cut right where the choice parts of a person's body would stick out.
She started to laugh a little bit, and that seemed to make Cheryl even more angry.
"Calm down, you crazy bitch," Robin said. "Look, I'm not going to tell anyone that you're a leopard freak. Don't worry."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Cheryl said.
"Come on. You have these holes cut where the genitals stick out. I know that you must use this thing for sex. And now that I think about it, it's coming clear."
"What is?" Cheryl asked, thinking that her friend might know too much.
"About you wanting to go to Africa. Shit, I remember that Don wanted to go to a beach. I could have gotten off on that, but you couldn't. Africa. And you must have seen a leopard or two, didn't you?"
"Yes," Chery said, and she burst into tears. "Why are you torturing me like this?"
Robin got down on her knees between her friend's legs, and started to stroke her naked thighs. She began to shake her head no, telling Cheryl that she was not torturing her. Cheryl had that all wrong. She just wanted to know what the costume was for.
Cheryl was in tears, though, thinking that Robin would think she was crazy, and Robin wanted to stop her friend from bawling that way.
So, she leaned forward and moved her mouth right back to Cheryl's cunt, and started to lick the girl, the same way she had been doing it before. When Cheryl felt it, she tried not to cry so much, because she knew that Robin was doing it to cheer her up.
Soon, her passions were flowing, though, because Robin was hitting her clit in just the right way, wiggling it back and forth so well.
Cheryl once again started to thrust herself up and down, and soon, she had her eyes open and started to come harder.
She could not help it. She had always thought that she would be turned on rubbing herself against a leopard, or even having one fuck her.
She had never thought of the leopard as a cat, which it was.
But cats could lick, and seeing this leopard lady between her legs, licking her cunt, was turning her on so much. She started to moan loud as she rubbed her hand up and down the leopard leotard, and she could feel the way Robin started to lick her even better. Robin was moaning so loud then.
"Oh yeah, keep licking me," Cheryl said, listening to her friend's muffled moans right between her legs. She knew, from her moans, that Robin was getting off. "Yeah, just keep licking me, baby. Keep licking me like a leopard. I want to be eaten the way a leopard would do it. Oh yeah. It's great."
And when Robin looked up at her, Cheryl knew that she knew.
There was no way that she could deny it, either, and knew that as soon as Robin finished making her come, she would have to explain it. How she'd tell her friend that the thought of making it with a leopard thrilled her, was something she didn't know if Robin would understand. But she would tell her anyway. !