Wrong Turn Chapter 3
As he drove away, he glanced over at her house again, hoping for another peek at the sexy tiger. He just couldn't believe his good luck! He was in the right place at the right time, for once in his life.
He adjusted himself once more, then sped away. He couldn't get her out of his mind. His imagination working overtime, he knew he needed to get home quickly, to relieve the pressure.
He pulled up to the apartment building, hopping out of the car before it came to a full stop. He ran up the stairs to his third floor apartment, almost dropping his keys in his haste to unlock his front door. Slamming the door behind him, he raced to his bedroom, throwing off his clothes as he went.
He flopped onto his bed, onto his back, growling at how aroused he was. Thinking of the red-haired goddess in the green bikini, he brushed his paw over his sheath. He shivered and grabbed his hard member, stroking to the vision in his mind. He placed his footpaws on the bed, knees bent. He stroked faster, one paw rubbing his very hard thick knot. With a great howl, he came hard, shooting his hot cream all over himself and his bed. Knees weak, his legs flopped over onto the bed. He panted, wondering whether he would see her again.