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Joyriding with Angel's Tiger	By : JustS Category: +S through Z > Saints Row Views: 26356 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Joyriding with Angel's Tiger
- 1
The Boss honked the convertible’s horn as she pulled into the gym’s garage. She put on the brake as she pulled to a stop, the thrum of the engine dying after she turned the key.
She let out a sigh, relieved that her joyride with Angel's pet tiger was over yet annoyed that she had to do it. She sat back in the driver’s seat and continued to wait for a response.
She looked to her right, checking that her passenger was still mollified from their little trip. He was pretty chilled out, sitting as comfortably as a large feline possibly could in a car seat, casually licking the back of his paw. She was thankful that he no longer wanted to use that paw to attempt to rip her to shreds.
The automatic garage door had now fully closed behind the car yet there were still no signs of life further inside the former gambling hall.
“I guess your owner’s not in.” The Boss said, flicking back her long raven hair. “Well, I’m not waiting until he gets back. I’ve got a criminal organisation to run.”
She reached past the tiger, pulling the handle on the passenger side. She hoped he’d get the picture as the door swung open.
“Go on, time to go.”
He took no notice at first, continuing to clean the back of his paw with his large tongue.
“If you won’t get out I’ll take another car.” The Boss said, becoming impatient with the disobedient beast.
Just as she looked away, about to reach for the driver’s side door handle, the tiger sprang into motion. Before she knew it he was sitting up, outstretching his body and placing one paw on her right shoulder and the other on her left thigh. He was putting a fair amount of weight down, effectively pinning her to the seat but not enough that his claws were digging in.
“G-good boy...” The Boss stammered, remembering the pain he caused last time he decided to use her as a human scratching post. “I can take you for another ride if you want…?”
She looked at his face, mere inches from her own, trying to judge if he intended to rip her to shreds. His mouth was closed without a hint of a snarl and his green feline eyes didn’t show any signs of rage.
The seconds seemed agonisingly long as she waited for a response. She closed her eyes, believing that a trip to the hospital was imminent…
Until she felt something leathery and moist against her neck. She almost jerked away in fear, expecting sharp claws or teeth to be digging into her skin. She opened her eyes to see the tiger up against the right side of her face, lapping its warm saliva-coated tongue up her neck and cheek.
She breathed a huge sigh of relief.
“Seems I’ve finally grown on you.” She said, cringing away from his affectionate licks but stroking the top of his head. “I thought you were trying to claw at me less than usual today.”
As relieved as she was that this wasn’t going to be the day she died, she was still a businesswoman with matters to attend to.
“Seriously though, I’ve got things to do.”
She gingerly grabbed both of his front legs with her hands, setting them back down on his seat.
As she removed her hands she caught a glimpse of something between his hind legs. She spotted his penis, in all its inhuman glory, standing partially erect above his white fur-covered testicles.
Before she even had time to process this let alone react, the tiger’s paws were on her again, this time on both of her shoulders, pinning her back against the driver side door. He started to nuzzle the right side of her face, rubbing his warm fur back and fourth.
“Okay buddy… I get a little excited after a joyride too… just not this excited.”
He continued what he was doing, starting to let out deep purring noises.
The Boss was feeling completely trapped, held down underneath this beast. Both of her arms had extremely restricted movement, her right stuck against the back of the seat and the other only barely able to move under the weight of his right paw on her shoulder.
He moved his head away and she felt his warm breath on the front of her neck. She flinched a little as his wet nose met directly with her bare skin at the nape of her neck. His snout then travelled south, pushing down on the hem of her blouse. She felt several of her blouse buttons ping off under the force of it, the garment easily falling open to reveal her cleavage and black bra.
He moved his paws down to press against her inner elbows and continued to sniff and rub his face all around her breasts, seeming very interested in these soft, secretive mounds.
The Boss squealed and squirmed under his touch, not sure whether to try to brute force her way out of this increasingly disturbing situation.
Soon, he started pressing his nose down toward the back of her cleavage as if trying to hunt something out. Eventually, his forceful delving became too much for her delicate bra and it broke apart at the front. Both of the cups partially fell away, exposing much of her shapely breasts.
This is fucked up, she thought to herself as her mind raced, desperately thinking for a way out of this. But barring the sudden entrance of Angel or someone bringing in the tiger’s food bowl, she was stuck for ideas. He was used to getting what he wanted and she knew the cost of getting him mad.
Not wanting to end up in the hospital again, she turned a corner in her mind.
“What the hell, I’ve done weirder things than this recently.”
With her limited left arm movement she reached for her belt, pulling it off and discarding it on the floor. It wasn’t easy but she managed to pull her pants down over her knees. Her legs largely free to do as they please, she kicked off her heels and wriggled free of her trousers.
At least this way it’ll be over more quickly, she told herself.
The shedding of clothes seemed to catch the tiger’s attention. His nose was now drawn to her crotch which was left covered by only a small pair of black panties. He shifted his paws again enabling her to quickly raise her arms out of the way. He placed them either side of her hips, now fascinated with the space between her spread legs.
“That’s what you’re really interested in.” The Boss smiled, stroking the top of his head as he sniffed and nuzzled at her guarded womanhood.
“The pussy wants my pussy.”
Her smile quickly faded.
“I can’t believe I just said that.”
She let out a gasp as she felt his wet and warm tongue lick her crotch, swiftly grabbing the fur on the back of his head tightly. He paused… before doing it again, much to her delight.
“Who would have thought this would feel so good. What a fucked up world we live in.”
She let him continue to lap at her most tender, and surprisingly receptive, area. The sensation of his large, leathery tongue working her over through the soaked fabric was quite unlike anything she’d ever felt and it was proving deeply erotic.
Soon she found herself having to pull herself back from the brink.
She shifted away from him, sitting up and flipping over so her knees were on the seat and her back was to him. She bent over, resting her forearms on top of the driver’s side door and pointing her finely shaped rear in the air.
Reaching back, she took one thumb to the waist band of her panties, wiggling her hips so the garment fell the rest of the way, bunching up around her knees.
Her eager womanhood was now completely exposed to the beast, hovering mere inches away from his face.
She looked back at her prospective mate, a naughty expression cast across her face.
Funnily enough, the tiger didn’t need the extra encouragement. He began to climb on top, planting his front legs either side of her upper torso with his paws on the driver seat. His head hovered above hers as their bodies came together, the sensation of his warm fur against her loose blouse and naked lower back sending tingles up her spine.
Lastly, he placed his hind legs either side of her spread legs, nearly on the edge of the driver seat. She bit her lower lip in anticipation as his manhood, or beasthood perhaps, hovered dangerously close to her exposed sex.
It took him a few agonisingly long seconds to find the receptacle of this female of another species but eventually the tip of his fully erect member found its mark.
The Boss gasped as the beast sheathed his entire length inside her. The shape of it was unlike any human penis but she found it surprisingly pleasurable. Just as it appeared when she'd glanced at it before, it had no head to speak of, being very smooth with a slight upward curve. Now that it was presumably at full size it came in under the girth and length of a typical man but was covered in small but amazing-feeling bumps.
The tiger pulled himself part way out of her before starting a steady rhythm of thrusts. It was quite unlike the motions of a human, having to drive slightly downward given the natural position of his hips. His curved member accounted for this, slipping in and out of her foreign core with surprising ease.
Quickly he was up to a good pace, his distinctive hip motions repeatedly burying the majority of his dick inside of her.
The Boss had gone beyond the disbelief in what was happening and was lost in the moment. She felt like the ultimate bad girl, venturing deep into taboo territory by having this exotic beast fuck her.
No one would find out either, she thought in a haze as she continued to be railed. With the power and money I wield in Steelport, I could even do this again in the future!
She grunted as the tiger’s penetrations seemed to reach fever pitch, spearing deeper and faster than ever. She began to rock back and forth on her knees and wrists in time with his ministrations, heightening the ecstasy even further.
The car began to rock on its suspension, her free-hanging breasts swaying back and forth now as the two continued to rut away in this bestial manner.
She had become highly vocal now, her pantings and moanings becoming full blown exclamations of pleasure. Soon she could hear a deep purring in the tiger’s throat above her, punctuated with a pause with his every thrust.
He must be near too, she thought.
She held on for him as he continued to wildly penetrate her fragile form. Soon, she could feel his whole torso tensing up as his purring became snorting and growling.
“Oh god!” She moaned, no longer able to hold back the incoming onslaught of an orgasm. She began a drawn out cry as the irrepressible waves of pleasure crashed throughout her body.
Just as the rushing sensations reached the pinnacle of their height the tiger let out a roar that shook her human frame as he took one final plunge, slamming his beasthood all the way inside her. She could feel his warm feline seed spurt forth and began filling her from within, his furry balls crammed up against her nether lips, plugging her up.
Their bodies stayed tense yet quivering for an indeterminate length of time, interlocked as the ecstasy slowly began to ebb away.
Panting heavily, the Boss rested her head on the driver side door. The tiger continued to pump his genetic material inside her, passing on much more than any human man would.
Eventually his testes were completely spent. With his sex beginning to wither he got off of her back and pulled out. A combination of their juices trickled from her, dripping down onto the driver’s seat.
She sat back in the pool that they’d created, happy to be off her aching knees and wrists. She leaned back in the seat and closed her eyes, tired but thoroughly satisfied. She decided not to think about the moral implications of what she’d just done - a decision she was used to making in her line of work.
She opened her eyes and looked to her right to check on her lover. He had hopped out of the car through the still-open passenger door.
“Not even a goodbye. How typical.” She mused to herself.
She got dressed, discarding her wet or otherwise broken lingerie in the car. She watched the tiger as she did so but he was once again apparently ignoring her, content with simply sitting on the garage floor and cleaning himself.
She finished putting on her boots and doing up her blouse as best she could. She headed up the steps into Angel's makeshift bedroom to see if he was further inside. She also wanted to make sure that no-one had been in earshot of her interspecies escapade.
She looked down the corridor that connected Angel's room to the main hall. There were no signs of the presence of anyone else.
She turned back into the room, about to head back to the car and return to Saints HQ. However, the tiger was now sat in the other doorway between her and the garage.
“It was fun kitty but I've gotta go.”
She couldn't help but glance at his crotch, his now flaccid member coated in their juices but still unsheathed. Even though they had only copulated a few moments ago she couldn't help feel another stirring down below.
“I suppose I have time for one more joyride.” She said with a smile upon her lips as she began unbuttoning her blouse.
She shed her top, pants and heeled boots so she was completely naked, then got down on all fours on the grimy carpet. The tiger got the hint, apparently not too fatigued to go for another round of fucking.
He positioned his large body above the smaller human's again, his fur bristling against the soft skin of her back as his reinvigorated cock attempted to find her womanhood.
“Mmmm... I can see why people wear fur now.”
The tiger stopped moving.
Suddenly noting her faux-pas, the Boss tilted her head sideways as if to see the reaction on his face.
“Not that I would ever do that…”
After a couple of seconds of awkwardness the tiger resumed what he was doing, successfully slipping back inside of her.
The pair began to happily rut away together once more. As the Boss revelled in the throes of pleasure again she made an executive decision in her mind; she was going to adopt him from Angel.
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