South American Hunter

By Kendra Holliday | December 3, 2017

I knew this sexy 25 year old from out and about. I had chatted him up a few times very casually. I could tell he was a sexual person – he radiated vibrant energy like Ra the Sun God.

Intrigued, I sent him a message and dropped the C Bomb on him.

You know, the fact that I’m a cougar.

Cougar, By Saguaro National Park – Flickr, CC BY 2.0,

His response? Instantly plugged in.

He knew the game. He responded:

I will be like a South American hunter casting his bow aside to commune with the big cats of the jungle…

I wrote him back:

Well I’d hang on to your spear if I was you – I have claws, you know. 😉

We made plans to rendezvous at his place one night. I told him I didn’t want to talk beforehand, I just wanted to get down to business, and then talk later. He was down with that – he told me he would take me at the door.

I hadn’t seen his face in months, but I was certain he’d be an amazing lover.

I turned on to his street, and the butterflies started flitting in my tummy.

I knocked on his door, and he opened it. I entered. I felt a little shy. I turned away from him and dropped my purse, and he embraced me from behind and started kissing my neck. We had never touched before.

I let out a little moan and turned, and we stood there and made out. He pressed against me and I felt his cock stirring against my thigh. We were virtual strangers, meeting in the cloak of night, turning fantasy into reality.

He led me back to his bedroom, and we slowly shed our clothes between kisses. When I got his shirt off I about screamed “OH MY GOD FUCK YES!” I wanted to clap my hands and squeal, but instead I just giggled and glanced shyly at his torso. He was one of those people who looks better naked than with clothes on. He was like a work of art.

Michelangelo’s David

He had the physique of a slightly leaner Michelangelo’s David. Right down to the pelvic V.

He had a deliciously hairy chest, densely furred, beautiful bronze muscles. He was like toasted almonds. He was so hard and burnished, such a contrast to my soft white flesh. His skin was HOT to the touch. Testosterone is like furnace fuel!

He laid me back on his back and crouched before me, licking my pussy just the way I like it – soft, fast, thrumming. He got me all wet and juicy, then stuck a finger inside.

Then he murmured, “Turn around, I want to eat you from behind.”


I eagerly complied, and he buried his nose in my ass and licked up and down my plump, shaved cunt lips hungrily.

I was SO curious about his cock. I went for it.

Mmm, I got myself an uncut one, ladies! His cock was long and silky and hard. I licked and sucked it, and it drooled pre-cum.

After a bit he reached for a condom, and I pulled away so he could put it on. I assumed the position, doggystyle, and he slid right in, deep inside me. He fucked me so good, started off slow and then picked up the pace. It felt delicious, like pushing a big ripe button over and over. He pushed my head into his bedclothes, which smelled like man… I came.

I loved the noises he made. Occasionally he would tell me how sexy I am, and it made me shiver. Suddenly he pulled out of me, yanked off the condom, and turned my head around to suck his cock again. I obliged, and my mouth went numb with use. He fucked my face good, then pulled back and came on my flushed chest with a deep, guttural extended growl.

I looked up at him and smiled and gasped. He beamed down at me.

We flopped on the bed and calmed down. We talked and cuddled and things were really serene in the afterglow of the animal passion. I grabbed hold of his superb pelvic shelf and marveled at it. “You have a body like Michelangelo’s David.”

He smiled real big and all awshucks and said, “I’ve been told that before!” He looked down at himself with open wonder, then looked back up at me wide eyed and said, “I get this body from sex and from playing music.”

After a while I got up and started picking my clothes up off the floor. I got half dressed with the intention to take my leave when he suddenly came up behind me and started rubbing and grrr’ing on me again.

I purred, “Are you getting all 25 on my ass?”

He nodded and slyly grinned and then turned me around and laid me back on the bed. He ate me some more and sucked on my tits, licking me everywhere in between.

Then he grabbed another condom and climbed on top of me and speared me again. I twisted away from him so that I was lying on my side, but he wouldn’t let me get away, he grabbed hold of me by my hip and plunged into me sideways and from behind. The angle and depth felt amazing, and it wasn’t long before he picked up speed and was in hypedrive, plowing into me like a blur. He sent me over the edge with a screaming big cat orgasm before he unleashed with another prolonged, savage growl.

He conquered the cougar.


mark 2017-12-05 08:39:09

beautifully told, Kendra!


Vista 2017-12-07 16:32:27

A delicious Holiday treat. I hope you are able to partake in him again and again. 😉

~ Vista


Neighbor 2017-12-08 14:57:13

I’d like to have an (uncle and aunt) and a (sister). The uncle and aunt would punish my sister and me for being naughty. A cougar couple if you will.


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