1. The Bestiality Cruise - Part 1: The Cat


    Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bestiality, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, First Time, Hardcore, Teen, Virginity, Written by women, Young, Author: barbielez, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    “No need,” she assured me. “It’s on the house.” And with that, she was gone. I stood there for a few seconds. So much had happened in such a short time and I had a lot to figure out. Was I a lesbian? Would I ever see that beautiful young woman again? And what about my odd attraction to that bestiality-themed painting? But all that mattered now was finding out what that beautiful server had brought me. I did not plan on eating it given my seasickness, but I was still curious. What I discovered beneath that large cloche was like nothing I could have expected. I had anticipated some fancy plate of seaming food. Instead, I discovered a cat. A live, purring cat. I was so surprised that I dropped the cloche. Frightened by the noise, the feline jumped off the trolley and raced into the lounge. After a few seconds of frozen stupor, I hurried after him. I found the grey feline resting atop one of the chaises. He just lay there, purring like it was the most natural thing in the world. “What the hell is going on?” I wondered aloud. First the bestiality-themed paintings, then room service delivering a live cat instead of food. It was not until I put the two together that it finally made sense. I now had a theory, but I needed proof. I recalled noticing a card accompanying what I had initially assumed to be a food platter. Rushing back toward the trolley, I retrieved the card and all of my suspicions were suddenly confirmed. Dear Miss Lez, We heard you were feeling ill. Please accept ...
    this little treat on the house. The staff of the Bestiality Cruise I read the card half a dozen times before accepting it was not a typo. It had actually said “Bestiality Cruise”. The oddly perverse paintings I had noticed earlier suddenly made sense. As did the cat’s presence. “Do they actually expect me to have sex with it?” I wondered as I returned to the lounge and studied the feline. He looked like any other house pet, yet I got the feeling he had been specially trained to be much more than that. It took me a while, but I eventually wrapped my mind around the fact that I was on a bestiality bruise. Unfortunately, accepting this brought with it many unanswered questions. Did my mother actually know what type of cruise this was? If so, did that mean she had sex with animals before? And what about the rest of my family? Were they in on it too? All those questions made my head throb. That, combined with my seasickness told me I was in desperate need of release. Sexual release. I eyed the feline for a second before reprimanding myself for even thinking of giving bestiality a try. But there was no denying how perversely enticing it was. Still, I knew I could not make such a major decision in my current state. I first had to get rid of my arousal. And the best way to do that was to finish what I had started before discovering the perverse nature of this cruise. Leaving the cat behind, I returned to the master bedroom. Unfastening my bathrobe, I let it slide to the floor. Now fully ...
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