| Okay, this is an account of a little side trip I took yesterday, thanks to my slightly kinky mind. It's not a fantasy, since it actually happened, but I have fantasized about it. Enjoy.Last night, I was returning from visiting a friend. It was dark, wet, and miserable, but not that cold. When I was about halfway home, I remembered something. A few blocks from my place, there's a small hotel, located on a not very well-lit backstreet. The thing about this hotel is that the entrance is guarded by two white statues of lions. The lions are male, sitting down with mouths open in a roar, and, to me, very sexy. And I've had this fantasy about them for a while now...A plan hatched. It was late, so there wasn't a lot of people on the streets. A small part of my mind argued that I wasn't brave enough or foolish enough to be doing this. My hormones got the better of it. I made a detour towards the hotel.As I got a block away from the hotel, I checked my surroundings, unzipped, and released my erection. I was wearing a knee-length coat, so I could cover it up. I could now see the lions, and all doubt was gone from my mind. Now I was there, in front of them. I looked left and right. No-one there. I took a breath, walked up to the left of the statues, parted my coat, and slid my cock into the inviting mouth of the roaring lion.I looked down and saw my erection between the jaws of this beautiful stone creature. I could feel the cold stone of the back of his mouth touching the tip of my cock, but I could imagine the hot breath of the lion wash over me. I almost came there. I withdraw slightly and thrust inwards again, feeling his fangs against my skin. A few more thrusts, then my senses returned and I withdrew both from the lions mouth and the fantasy. I covered myself up, bid farewell to the lions, and proceeded home. With a massive erection and a smile all the way.It's always great to act out a fantasy. If I get the chance, I'll post some pics of the statues in a couple of days. |
