Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-67”.

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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

Life of Pi was all people could talk about a few years ago. Since it was based on a bestselling Canadian novel and had a tiger as one of the main protagonists, I should have been eager to watch it, right? Wrong! For some reason, I never actually felt like taking time out of my life to watch it. But when I found it for a measly $4.88 on Amazon and I needed another few bucks to be eligible for free shipping, I finally broke down and bought it.

My roommate was one of the major reasons why I had not watched the movie. The last film she had convinced me to watch was Pulp Fiction. I have nothing against Quentin Tarantino, but I honestly lost some respect for my roommate when I discovered that poor excuse for a film was her favorite movie. I mean seriously, how low can you sink? But I am getting off point. Back to the story.

So after a few years of wondering what all the fuss was about, I finally sat down and watched Life of Pi. My roommate literally ran into the living room less than a minute after the movie had started. She was thrilled by my decision to finally “Stop wasting my time watching shitty movies,” as she so eloquently put it and made me promise to let her know what I thought of the film. Realizing she would not leave me alone until I did, I finally gave in. As soon as she was gone, I lay back on the couch and started watching.

I wanted to watch the movie. I really did. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. I was rather horny from writing about sex all day and the thought of the studly tiger I knew would soon appear on screen was not helping. By the time I caught my first glimpse of the beautiful animal, I was horny beyond repair. Mere seconds after the appearance of the studly feline, the fantasy that had been up until then growing within me literally exploded. But it was not until the tiger literally stepped out of the television that I realized the real world had faded. I was now inside a fantasy and whatever happened next, I knew it would be sexual in nature.

I watched with a mixture of awe and anticipation as the tiger emerged from the TV. I used to think our living room was big. Boy was I wrong. With the massive orange and black feline standing in the center of it, the surroundings appeared to have shrunk. But I quickly forgot about that when the studly animal stalked toward me. With a swipe of the paw, he sent the coffee table flying across the room. Now nothing stood between us. Well, except my clothes. But those too were sent flying to a corner of the room by my studly lover-to-be.

“Mmmmm!” I moaned in anticipation as the tiger began to sniff my pussy. My soaking-wet pussy. I instinctively spread my legs and leaned back, giving him unrestricted access.

“Oh yes!” I moaned when he took full advantage of that access. The spikes that covered his tongue scraped against my engorged labia, but the slight pain it produced was far outweighed by the massive amounts of arousal coursing through my veins.

His tongue felt great dancing on my lower lips, yet I soon started craving more. As if reading my thoughts, my powerful lover clenched his tongue muscles and propelled it deep into me.

“Fuck!” I moaned as it slithered deeper and deeper. The studly animal seemed eager to get to work, because he immediately started thrusting his tongue in and out of me. A little pain was released by the ferocious tongue fucking, but it was far outweighed by the arousal the interspecies encounter sent running through my body. Within seconds, I was moaning at the top of my lungs. My head was thrust back and my chest rose and fell to the rhythm of my breaths.

“I’m gonna cum!” I soon announced. As if understanding my warning, my lover changed his approach. I half-expected him to pull away, but he instead increased the speed of his tongue strokes. The excess arousal it produced sent me tumbling over the edge.

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” I moaned at the top of my lungs as my pussy came to life. I could feel it tighten around my lover’s tongue as it darted in and out of me. A split second later, I started to squirt. Actually, squirting was an understatement, because my hot juices literally flew in all directions. I felt it rain down upon my naked body as my lover’s tongue wiggled around within me.

My moans echoed throughout the living room for what felt like an eternity before the final wave finally oozed out of me. It had been one of the most intense orgasms of my life and I could not wait to see what the studly animal had planned for me next. Luckily, the answer was provided when my eyes fluttered open.

“Wow!” I gasped as I lay eyes on the massive feline. He had pulled away from me and I could now see the rock-hard manhood that stood between his hind legs. The mere sight of it brought arousal back to my body. In fact, I was soon so horny that I decided to take advantage of my lover’s stiffness.

Sliding to the ground, I dropped to my knees and turned to face the couch. I barely had time to lean forward and rest my upper body upon it before the massive feline took control. Creeping up behind me, he hopped up, placing his front paws on either side of my head. His hind paws were still on the floor and all he had to do now was jerk forward.

“Fuck!” I moaned when he did just that. I had spread my legs in anticipation and the tip of his prick easily slithered past my labia. The rest of the manhood soon followed, filling up my pussy almost instantly.

“Oh god!” I moaned as he began rocking back and forth. Like his tongue, the spear he propelled in and out of me with ever increasing force was covered in spikes. I knew I should be in pain, but the roughness of the penetration made the entire ordeal that much more enjoyable. Taking full advantage of this, I gave in to the pain and arousal and let my lover pound the living shit out of me.

This went on for a while before so much arousal had returned that I began craving more. Without a second of hesitation, I reached back and grabbed hold of his schlong. Acting quickly, I transferred it to my asshole. Either the studly tiger did not notice or he did not care, because he continued ramming his rod in and out of me.

“Oh yes!” I moaned as he savagely fucked my ass. I could feel it being stretched ever so slightly more with each new penetration and wondered how much of the spear I would be able to accommodate before I climaxed. When a powerful orgasm started growing within me, I got my answer. Not long. Really not long.

“FUUCCCKKKK!” I soon shrieked as my second orgasm exploded within me. Moments later, I was squirting all over the place. But the tiny drops of cum that flew through the air were not all mine. More than half of them came from my studly lover. I could feel the hot feline semen shot out of my ass each time he pulled out. And each time he pushed his prick back in, more orgasmilk shot up my rectum.

I was halfway through my orgasm when I realized the tiger had started to purr. However, I was only given a few seconds to enjoy the beautiful sound before I was snapped back to reality. My roommate had just entered the living room and was asking me what I thought of the movie so far.

“What movie?” was my first thought, but one quick look at the screen reminded me of the film I had been watching. Or rather the one I had been too busy fantasizing to watch. I had missed far too much of it to know if I enjoyed it and that was what I told my roommate. Well, sort of. I actually told her it was still too early to tell and assured her I would give her a full report as soon as the movie was over. It seemed to satisfy her, because she gave me a big smile and hurried off.

I focused on the movie, but no matter how hard I tried, I could not keep my arousal contained. The rest of the film was riddled with orgasms and by the time I got to the credits, I had absolutely no clue what the movie was about. In fact, I still don’t, but I absolutely love it. Or rather, I love the fantasies it gave me. Maybe one of these days I will actually watch it. Maybe.

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez