Jack's Surprise
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+G through L › Lion King, The
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
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29,761
Reviews:
8
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Jack's Surprise
Jack's Surprise
By: Masked One-Thousand
To my friend, Michael.
Jack was quietly doing his laundry one morning, on a weekday. It was about 8 in the morning, and he was due for work that day at 10. As his breakfast cooked in the microwave in the nearby kitchen, he heard the startling noise of the ring of his doorbell. "Damn it", he muttered. "It's like 8:30, I havent eaten breakfast, my clothes aren't ready, and worst yet", he thought, "Im horny as a motherfucker". Nothing could quite prepare him for who he was going to meet at the door, and the erotic experience he was about to be thrust into.
He swung open the door, reluctantly. Expecting to see his 14 year old son asking for a ride to school, he shouted "I thought i tol.." when his words got lost in the excitement of what, or rather who, was standing there before him. There, standing stark naked, as animals frequently are, was Nala, of lion king, the feline of his dreams! "This has to be an LSD flashback", he sweated, now near congestive heart failure.
Nala approached him as the sexy seductress he always envisioned her as. "And you were expecting . . . Simba maybe?" "No, but . . .", he stammered, as she reached and unbuckled the belt on his trousers, which he slept in the night before, and were quite wrinkled, he thought, and looked slightly embarassed, but none of that seemed to really matter to her. She was just anxious to get them off. Jack reached to slam the door, as he felt his phallus already growing to maximum length, at 12 inches, total. The pride of his family, he thought about it, as he wrapped his arms around her furry, yet somewhat oily, silky, cartoon-drawn feline coat. "This is so fucking hot. . . dream or not!" he thought. He couldn't believe that his fantasy of fucking this lion from Lion King that he had dreamed about for years was finally coming true!
They walked slowly into the kitchen together, with Jack fondling Nala's tail, and Nala already groping Jack through his worn, beaten golf khakis. Jack had an egg omelet in the microwave, he remembered, as he stepped away really quick to grab it out of the microwave. Nala looked disappointed, as she let out an erotic, lion-like purr as she exhaled in her heat, and opened her legs for him. "You're so amazing", Jack stammered, "but I'm hungry as a motherfucker!" "I know," she said, rubbing her flat, sexy, lion belly enticingly, her eyes filled with all of the passion and shimmer you'd expect from a human woman, surrounded by soft, cartoonish fur. "But I'm hungry for your cum." Jack felt his cock grow harder. She was like a gigantic pussy. Hell, she WAS a gigantic pussy, thought Jack. Jack began to eat his omelet as he walked over to Nala. Nala ripped off his trousers, "Oh!" stammered Jack! "Why so rough . . . ." But then before she could open her mouth to reply, it was already wrapped around his massive piece of man-flesh, Pieces of omelet were falling on Nala's head, and into her ears. "Nevermind, pussycat, keep going!" "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!"
Jack couldn't take it anymore. He was already near climax. "Damn it! I'm gonna cum!" he shouted, as he could feel his testicles becoming more and more tight. "Don't yet," Nala purred, as she slowly pulled her mouth and tongue away from Jack's cock, and began to lick the precum off of the purplish, enlarged head. He just couldn't take the feeling of her four big front teeth, stroking up, and down, and up and down. At first it felt a bit weird, he thought, quite a bit different than head was like with his wife, Shannon, who he only now thought about, on this occasion. "But this can't be adultery . ." he thought to himself. "She's not even real." "She's a fucking cartoon character."
"Slip it in", she moaned enticingly in Jack's ear. And he did. It felt so incredible. He never imagined that he would ever fuck a Lion. Nala moaned, and couldn't help it, she wrapped her front paws around Jack's back and scratched him. It was about 1/4" cuts, but Jack hardly noticed anything. He was near ecstasy. "Oh, I'm sorry", Nala said. "Huh?" "Oh, I just sort of, well, cut you a bit back there", she said, now showing him her bloodied paws. "Don't worry about that!", said Jack! "They're just little scratches!" "Maybe we should play with it a little!" "Ooooooh," she moaned, as Jack thrust in and out of her with his 12 inch man-dick. "I love bloodplay!" as she finally caught her breathe, and began incorporating it into the hot, hot sex. She began rubbing the blood all over Jack's chest, and on her fur-covered breasts. The thought of blood quickly made Jack worry about feline aids. Was it contractible, he thought? He remembered reading some site on the internet defending Furries who wanted to have sex with their born-animal friends. Nah, he thought, as he remembered a section of the site that told cat-lovers that they couldn't swap different aids viruses between their partners. But then he started to feel his testicles start banging together tightly in his scrotum, and he was near ecstasy. "Don't stop now! Don't stop now!" Nala shrieked with excitement, now in her 58th orgasm. Jack just couldn't take it anymore. He realised that this Lioness could just go on forever.
With that, "fuck the omelet!" Jack said, as he slammed it on the floor, and took his cock out of her clit and she immediately dropped to the ground to take his load. But in the randomness of the moment, he heard the window swing open, and in came the strangest baboon he had ever seen in his life. "Well," he thought to himself, now blueing in the balls, with Nala looking up at him with the need of human semen in her eyes, "I might as well let Rafiki in on the fun", "I mean, he came all the way out here from Africa just to fuck her." "He must want her as bad as she wanted me, to come all the way out this way." And, with that, Rafiki said "What you doing, bonehead?", and smacked him on the noggin with his cane, as his penis began to fill with blood, now turning purple. "Look who's talking," he thought, as he heared Nala say "OH NO!!! RAFIKI!!!! YOU AGAIN?", with an annoyed tone to her voice.
"You know you owe Rafiki one more 'bang bang' for medicine last week!", Rafiki shouted! "Oh," . . . . "well, alright", she sighed, now just wishing that her vagina, or maybe even her anus had a monkey-phallus penetrating it again. With that, Rafiki surprised her by pushing his two-inch monkey-cock into the depths of her anus. "Ouch!", she stammered, but then began to moan with the relief of having a monkey in her. "You so hot! You make Rafiki want to go . . . .", Rafiki said in his annoying, out of place Jamaican accent, as he began screaming baboon mating calls at the top of his little lungs. Nala looked up at his human partner, who was still, after all of this time, able to hold his ejaculation back, probably mostly out of the amazement of watching his two favourite Disney characters have sex with each other. As usual, the eyes, and these eyes especially, surrounded with that amazing, soft, yellow, cartoon lion fur, was enough to make him explode. And then, right when the action was just unbelievably sexually stimulating, he heard the unnerving tone of his wife's voice.
"Wake up, you fuckhead!", she pouted. "You're already late!" "And why do you have an erection, you bitch?", she cursed at him. "You can do it for a dream, but you can't do it for your own wife?" Jack sighed. "It felt so real . . . . so good", he thought to himself, as he walked into the bathroom. As he turned around to put on his bathrobe, he noticed something rather unusual that caught his eye in the mirror. There were scratches on his back! With that, Jack couldn't help it anymore. He put on his bathrobe and raced into the kitchen. There were egg pieces on the floor! "What the fuck is wrong with you?" his wife asked. "If you don't want to finish your breakfast, it goes in the garbage can, not on the floor, you asshole", she steamed. "I'd blame Zach and Kate, but they went to school hours ago", she fumed, at this point. Jack wanted to strangle her, but all he could do was smile, as he could feel the hot, wet, sticky feel of his semen in his boxer shorts. "One hell of a dream," he said. "One hell of a dream". "Fuck you," Shannon said, and stomped out of the kitchen. "Don't expect dinner, tonight, either. If you can't even make sense when you talk to me, don't bother! Order pizza for you and the kids!"
By: Masked One-Thousand
To my friend, Michael.
Jack was quietly doing his laundry one morning, on a weekday. It was about 8 in the morning, and he was due for work that day at 10. As his breakfast cooked in the microwave in the nearby kitchen, he heard the startling noise of the ring of his doorbell. "Damn it", he muttered. "It's like 8:30, I havent eaten breakfast, my clothes aren't ready, and worst yet", he thought, "Im horny as a motherfucker". Nothing could quite prepare him for who he was going to meet at the door, and the erotic experience he was about to be thrust into.
He swung open the door, reluctantly. Expecting to see his 14 year old son asking for a ride to school, he shouted "I thought i tol.." when his words got lost in the excitement of what, or rather who, was standing there before him. There, standing stark naked, as animals frequently are, was Nala, of lion king, the feline of his dreams! "This has to be an LSD flashback", he sweated, now near congestive heart failure.
Nala approached him as the sexy seductress he always envisioned her as. "And you were expecting . . . Simba maybe?" "No, but . . .", he stammered, as she reached and unbuckled the belt on his trousers, which he slept in the night before, and were quite wrinkled, he thought, and looked slightly embarassed, but none of that seemed to really matter to her. She was just anxious to get them off. Jack reached to slam the door, as he felt his phallus already growing to maximum length, at 12 inches, total. The pride of his family, he thought about it, as he wrapped his arms around her furry, yet somewhat oily, silky, cartoon-drawn feline coat. "This is so fucking hot. . . dream or not!" he thought. He couldn't believe that his fantasy of fucking this lion from Lion King that he had dreamed about for years was finally coming true!
They walked slowly into the kitchen together, with Jack fondling Nala's tail, and Nala already groping Jack through his worn, beaten golf khakis. Jack had an egg omelet in the microwave, he remembered, as he stepped away really quick to grab it out of the microwave. Nala looked disappointed, as she let out an erotic, lion-like purr as she exhaled in her heat, and opened her legs for him. "You're so amazing", Jack stammered, "but I'm hungry as a motherfucker!" "I know," she said, rubbing her flat, sexy, lion belly enticingly, her eyes filled with all of the passion and shimmer you'd expect from a human woman, surrounded by soft, cartoonish fur. "But I'm hungry for your cum." Jack felt his cock grow harder. She was like a gigantic pussy. Hell, she WAS a gigantic pussy, thought Jack. Jack began to eat his omelet as he walked over to Nala. Nala ripped off his trousers, "Oh!" stammered Jack! "Why so rough . . . ." But then before she could open her mouth to reply, it was already wrapped around his massive piece of man-flesh, Pieces of omelet were falling on Nala's head, and into her ears. "Nevermind, pussycat, keep going!" "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!"
Jack couldn't take it anymore. He was already near climax. "Damn it! I'm gonna cum!" he shouted, as he could feel his testicles becoming more and more tight. "Don't yet," Nala purred, as she slowly pulled her mouth and tongue away from Jack's cock, and began to lick the precum off of the purplish, enlarged head. He just couldn't take the feeling of her four big front teeth, stroking up, and down, and up and down. At first it felt a bit weird, he thought, quite a bit different than head was like with his wife, Shannon, who he only now thought about, on this occasion. "But this can't be adultery . ." he thought to himself. "She's not even real." "She's a fucking cartoon character."
"Slip it in", she moaned enticingly in Jack's ear. And he did. It felt so incredible. He never imagined that he would ever fuck a Lion. Nala moaned, and couldn't help it, she wrapped her front paws around Jack's back and scratched him. It was about 1/4" cuts, but Jack hardly noticed anything. He was near ecstasy. "Oh, I'm sorry", Nala said. "Huh?" "Oh, I just sort of, well, cut you a bit back there", she said, now showing him her bloodied paws. "Don't worry about that!", said Jack! "They're just little scratches!" "Maybe we should play with it a little!" "Ooooooh," she moaned, as Jack thrust in and out of her with his 12 inch man-dick. "I love bloodplay!" as she finally caught her breathe, and began incorporating it into the hot, hot sex. She began rubbing the blood all over Jack's chest, and on her fur-covered breasts. The thought of blood quickly made Jack worry about feline aids. Was it contractible, he thought? He remembered reading some site on the internet defending Furries who wanted to have sex with their born-animal friends. Nah, he thought, as he remembered a section of the site that told cat-lovers that they couldn't swap different aids viruses between their partners. But then he started to feel his testicles start banging together tightly in his scrotum, and he was near ecstasy. "Don't stop now! Don't stop now!" Nala shrieked with excitement, now in her 58th orgasm. Jack just couldn't take it anymore. He realised that this Lioness could just go on forever.
With that, "fuck the omelet!" Jack said, as he slammed it on the floor, and took his cock out of her clit and she immediately dropped to the ground to take his load. But in the randomness of the moment, he heard the window swing open, and in came the strangest baboon he had ever seen in his life. "Well," he thought to himself, now blueing in the balls, with Nala looking up at him with the need of human semen in her eyes, "I might as well let Rafiki in on the fun", "I mean, he came all the way out here from Africa just to fuck her." "He must want her as bad as she wanted me, to come all the way out this way." And, with that, Rafiki said "What you doing, bonehead?", and smacked him on the noggin with his cane, as his penis began to fill with blood, now turning purple. "Look who's talking," he thought, as he heared Nala say "OH NO!!! RAFIKI!!!! YOU AGAIN?", with an annoyed tone to her voice.
"You know you owe Rafiki one more 'bang bang' for medicine last week!", Rafiki shouted! "Oh," . . . . "well, alright", she sighed, now just wishing that her vagina, or maybe even her anus had a monkey-phallus penetrating it again. With that, Rafiki surprised her by pushing his two-inch monkey-cock into the depths of her anus. "Ouch!", she stammered, but then began to moan with the relief of having a monkey in her. "You so hot! You make Rafiki want to go . . . .", Rafiki said in his annoying, out of place Jamaican accent, as he began screaming baboon mating calls at the top of his little lungs. Nala looked up at his human partner, who was still, after all of this time, able to hold his ejaculation back, probably mostly out of the amazement of watching his two favourite Disney characters have sex with each other. As usual, the eyes, and these eyes especially, surrounded with that amazing, soft, yellow, cartoon lion fur, was enough to make him explode. And then, right when the action was just unbelievably sexually stimulating, he heard the unnerving tone of his wife's voice.
"Wake up, you fuckhead!", she pouted. "You're already late!" "And why do you have an erection, you bitch?", she cursed at him. "You can do it for a dream, but you can't do it for your own wife?" Jack sighed. "It felt so real . . . . so good", he thought to himself, as he walked into the bathroom. As he turned around to put on his bathrobe, he noticed something rather unusual that caught his eye in the mirror. There were scratches on his back! With that, Jack couldn't help it anymore. He put on his bathrobe and raced into the kitchen. There were egg pieces on the floor! "What the fuck is wrong with you?" his wife asked. "If you don't want to finish your breakfast, it goes in the garbage can, not on the floor, you asshole", she steamed. "I'd blame Zach and Kate, but they went to school hours ago", she fumed, at this point. Jack wanted to strangle her, but all he could do was smile, as he could feel the hot, wet, sticky feel of his semen in his boxer shorts. "One hell of a dream," he said. "One hell of a dream". "Fuck you," Shannon said, and stomped out of the kitchen. "Don't expect dinner, tonight, either. If you can't even make sense when you talk to me, don't bother! Order pizza for you and the kids!"