The 69th Stop of the Tour

A massively successful gig, copious amounts of alcohol and just as much drunken sex to go with it, the night before was a fantastic one. There was something special about an entire room of people singing songs that you wrote… It was almost too hard to believe in some instances in fact.

Alex Marx, the legendary pop singer, co-starring Melted Wax, the indie band. They had been touring for months now – a worldwide tour wasn’t exactly a small endeavor. In fact, it had stressed out every member of the crew and the bands. But they couldn’t stop, as the oldest saying in the book went, the show must go on.

The tour bus was rumbling gently, and Ashley softly blinked awake. For a few seconds, the zebra couldn’t see a thing, vision blurred from the remnants of alcohol and many late night travel-bound bus journeys. Melted Wax had their own bed-filled tour bus to sleep in on the long journeys between cities and countries, however, the tour bus of Melted Wax had one bed that was wrongly empty.

Specifically, the lead singer Ashley himself was no-where to be seen. The other band members weren’t too bothered however, they knew what was going on by now.

Bus rumbling softly, Ashley grunted. The hungover hit rather hard, and the vibrations that usually relaxed him were interrupting his sleep rather harshly. Wiping his eyes with his coarse fur, he blinked awake to quite the sight… Eyes adjusted slowly but surely, at first all he saw was white and orange, then black stripes came into view, then finally he realized that there was a butt right above his eyes… A warm, slightly soaked pussy with just the slightest bit of cum dribbling out from within. A tail-hole neatly packed underneath a huge, beautiful and bushy tail. The white underneath of Alex Marx was apparent, and suddenly the zebra gave out a moan – a lot louder than he intended, one of shock in fact.

He failed to realize that it wasn’t simple bus vibrations that had woke him up – rather it was something a lot different, the vibrations of a female tigress having her way with him… And she was oh so hungry.

Alex had her hand firmly grasped around his length, her pretty eyes blinking, and that wonderfully proud smile she always had when she got what she wanted. With her knees firmly planted at the sides of his waist, and her adorable paws hanging across his shoulders, she was busy happily slurping her tongue along the flare of his horse-cock. Expertly, she’d lean her head to the side to run her tongue along the sides of it all the way up, then down again afterward. Even twisting her neck slightly to lick at the underside. Although while she did, she got rather distracted by the large bag between the Zebra’s legs.

A grin forming on her lustful face, she nudged forward, raising her knees and leaning them between his thighs and waist to nuzzle her head downwards and stuff her muzzle into the black sack. Ashley felt the cold sensation of sniffing coming from his sensitive balls. He’d be a fool to stop her though, in fact, he gave out another moan in response, which had caught the attention of the tiger. With the same grin on her face, she gave one of the balls a long, firm lick with that coarse tongue and raised herself up, planting her perfectly rounded butt on his chest and turning her neck to look at him. “Good morning daddy~” she said with a chirp.

Ashley was still in awe, and the slight hangover while noticeable was in the back of his head by now, he smirked up at her and used his hands to gently stroke along her waistline. “Morning to you kitten… Seems you didn’t get quite enough last night hmm?”

The tiger quickly shook her head, grasping the zebra’s hands and keeping them firmly stroking along her thighs. Visions of extremely drunken fun flooded the heads of both of them… A great concert as always, followed by too many celebration drinks, and then… Fucking until they both fell asleep. They had bonded a lot over the few months they had been on tour together, and well Ashley at first found it impossible to say no to one of the most famous singers in the world. Now it was a little more though, they adored the special kind of relationship they had.

Looking back at the night before was almost as fun as seeing it in person, as much as both were fucked on vodka and wine, all he could remember was glimpses of the cat handcuffing him to the bed and riding him as the bus moved off. The bed itself was huge for a tour bus, you’d barely recognize that it was on a bus unless you walked out of it.

It made sense for cum to be dripping out onto his chest and stomach at this point, his own cum from the night before being graciously donated back to him. Both of them snapped out of their thoughts momentarily, and the cat spoke first. “We’ve actually got a night off tonight. The venue in Paris was closed.”

“Mhmm, perfect. Means we can get a couple of bits and pieces sorted out… Maybe start writing the new song wi-“

“You’re not going anywhere, daddy. You don’t think I was just giving your cock a clean for the sake of it, do you~?”

The Zebra froze. For someone who acted so cute, she knew exactly what she wanted. “N-no kitten, of course not.”

Alex stood up, pushing her knees from the bed and walked with that confident hip-sway toward the door, her tail only just swaying enough to give glimpses of her beautifully curved rear, before she grasped the metal lock on the door and latched it into place, then she turned around, the first time Ashley got a good view of her face. It was pretty incredible really – even after a night like they just had, a hangover, and what she had just been up to, the cat’s hair was still perfect, her face (except a little stain of cum on her right cheek which Ashley was absolutely not going to mention) didn’t look even the slightest bit bothered by a hangover. This was a girl who knew what she wanted and knew the best way of taking it, and Ashley wasn’t even going to think about telling her ‘no’.

Paws padding softly on the vibrating bus, she motioned toward a cabinet of liquor. “We have the booze, we have snacks, we have a TV, and most important, I have you – You adorable stripy slut~” she said with a playful chuckle.

Ashley could only smirk and nod his head gently. A day off… Was exactly what he needed. He just didn’t want to admit it. “Okay, but only because you’re being so damn needy about it~” he poked fun back.

The cat simply shrugged and strolled toward the bed once more, breasts bouncing naturally with each step, hips swaying, face with that beautiful grin he just loved so much. The confidence of a catte that liked to have someone to call ‘daddy’ was extra hot to him… In fact being able to be called it while still having such a demanding cat was exactly what he loved most about her. That confidence showed through brighter than usual, however, as she gets her revenge for that little comment before. “You shouldn’t say such nasty things daddy…~”

With that, the cat climbed on top of the bed, knees resting at the zebra’s sides, she grasped his head and forced it upwards straight between her legs. Ashley was shocked at first but quickly accepted his fate, purring softly and closing his eyes. His tongue began lapping into her damp cunt. He lapped softly at first, then pushed his maw forward to stuff his long, black tongue deep within her folds. A growl made his maw and tongue vibrate just ever so slightly, as he pleasured his beautiful pop-star kitten… His maw twisted slightly, his head finding new angles to lap into from within, slipping out his tongue to slurp along her folds and small clit just occasionally before burying his tongue back inside, eyes closed as he used his arms to keep himself up whilst digging into the delicious, sloppy meal, finding the salty-sweet taste of his own cum within as well as the beautiful nectar of the cat herself.

Alex leaned back in pleasure, huffing softly and grasping the zebra’s striped thighs harshly while giving out short, gasp-like moans. For a few minutes, she just enjoyed the attention, and Ashley wasn’t planning on stopping until told otherwise. A great combo for a cat with an almost insatiable libido… But eventually, she turned her head to speak to him again. “You spoil me, daddy… Unnf…” she stopped talking, instead focusing on the feeling.

Eventually, however her eyes caught sight of the Zebra’s length. Rock hard from the slurping he was giving from behind, and swaying only slightly in the air. The scent was almost overpowering, he hadn’t showered after such a tiring day, but it honestly it just added to the lazy sex day they had before them. Alex wrapped her hand around the length, still moist from her tongue from earlier, and slurped at the tip softly. She took a second to adjust herself to make sure Ashley still had a good view of her dripping pussy, then leaned her entire head down again to slip the tip into her maw. The scent drove her crazy, only making the attention the zebra was giving her all the better.

Eyes drifting half closed, a smile crept onto her face one more time as she slid the black, hard equine length inside of her mouth to begin suckling on it. Ashley whimpered in pleasure, the moans vibrating further into the between of her legs. Ashley tried to keep on focus, using his hands to push himself deeper inside, his maw buried between her folds and slurping madly inside… Alex only felt right returning the favor, bobbing her head up and down the length with gracious moans, drool drifting down the sides of her mouth and down the length of the large cock. Pre-cum sprayed her mouth in welcome…

The two realized that they were going to be here a while, and both started planning the day in their heads… All Ashley could think about though, no matter how much he tried, is how much of a hangover cure kitten pussy was. Good to know.