Zaria's Show

by LazBluvvr 11th April 2017

She checked her room one last time. Every pillow and blanket was clean and in its proper place. Every toy and bottle of lube was warm and easy to reach. The lighting was perfect. Showtime.

The anthro zebra turned on her camera and watched the chatroom instantly respond with dozens of her best fans all cheering and posting various emojis, lewd comments, and donation messages.

“Good evening, lovelies,” she said in a sultry dark voice. “I trust everyone’s ready for me to get started?” She winked at the camera and stepped back to show her entire body. She was wearing a brilliant green top that draped over one shoulder, and the neckline cut low enough to show off the beautifully symmetric black and white stripes of her cleavage. Below that was a pair of designer-distressed blue jeans that just barely contained all of her ample behind. She turned around slowly so the camera could see how there was a hole in the seat of her pants which allowed her tail through with its soft black tuft of fur.

“Any newcomers to Zaria’s Fantasy, you’re in luck. Normally I take my time, but tonight I can’t wait. I’ve been horny all…” She cupped her buttocks with her hands, then looped her thumbs over her waistband. “Day…” The denim slid down just an inch, and her tail flicked up and in through the hole. “Long…” She bent over and slid the pants all the way to the floor, revealing a pair of lacy green panties that matched her shirt. The silky material stretched and slid around as she gave a little wiggle, close-up so her fans could see how the middle part was visibly wet from her excitement.

“Mmm, how I wish you could kiss me right here,” she continued, her well-manicured fingernails sneaking just under the hem of the panties while she turned around to face forward again. She dragged her finger up through the middle of her crotch, then lifted it away. A thick string of clear liquid followed it, and she played with the dripping wetness for a moment before catching it on her other fingers and bringing it up to her face. Her muzzle, while short, was unmistakably equine, and she slid the slippery substance across her black lips with a moan. “And it tastes so good, too.” She sighed and closed her eyes, savoring the flavor and sliding her finger into her mouth.

With a loud slurp she pulled her finger free of her tongue, then traced her stripes down the side of her neck toward her shoulder. The high definition camera revealed that her nipples were straining to break free of her shirt, and she carefully pulled the fabric up with one hand while the other stroked upward from her belly. She had a wonderful curve to her figure, accentuated by her stripes, and when the shirt finally came off, the image was striking. Dozens of viewers filled the chatroom with their thumbs-up and heart symbols, and she smiled and brought her hands up to support her heavy breasts while reading all the comments.

“Thank you for the donation, Kris,” she said, winking. “Here you go.” Zaria brought her hands together, making her supple hemispheres collide with each other in slow motion. “Ooh, a good suggestion. Who else wants to see me lick them?” Requests kept pouring in. She smiled and pushed her left mammary upward, resting her chin on the soft flesh. Her long pink tongue slipped out, teasing the broad area just above her areola. “Oh, that’s not what you meant? You want me to lick my nipples?” Another wink.

Easy as pie, she pushed the globes up and in so the two black nipples were on either side of her muzzle. She slicked her tongue briefly across her left nipple, moaning and fluttering her eyes with pleasure. “Mmf,” and then she kissed the hard pointed nub, sucking it into her lips with a passion that left her right nipple feeling absolutely left out. Her hand quickly went down to her crotch again, and when it returned she painted that right nipple with her wetness, coating much of that sensitive skin and making the lighter fur around her areola go all shiny with moisture. “Yes, that’s it, love. Let me taste you too…”

Her lips switched over to her right nipple now, slurping and cleaning her own fluids while she imagined it was the nectar of another woman. She began to use a little bit of her teeth here and there, grazing the pearly white enamel across the dark skin and shivering when it made her hair stand on end. “Oh, you tease, I can’t wait any longer! Get in there and lick me good!”

She slid back on the bed, bringing her soaked panties back into view. With one hand she tugged the material to one side, and with the other hand she parted her outer labia for the camera. “Fuck yes, have a taste.” She flexed her abs, making the inner lips blossom outward as a thick string of wetness fall down and get lost in the crack below. Then she traced her finger up one side of her vulva and back down the other, getting them thoroughly coated in the mess.

“God that feels good,” Zaria moaned, beginning to finger herself in earnest now. Folds of dark outer skin gave way to bright pink inner flesh, and her clit poked up and out of its hood like a tiny little heart-shaped stone. Every time her fingertips slid across its surface, she gasped and felt it wink involuntarily in response to the sensation. Her entire right hand was messy with her grool, and desperately she slid the panties off her legs entirely so her left hand would be free to roam around again. Before the green underwear hit the floor though, she wiped up half the wetness with them and showed them to the camera. Someone already had dibs on this pair.

Now that she was completely naked, she lay face down on the bed with her ass up toward the camera. One arm was under her with its fingers on her clit, while the other grabbed a nice warm silicone horse cock, black and large and unflared. She wouldn’t even need the lube. Expertly she slapped her rump with the stallionhood, knowing her audience would love to see the ripples of her ass cheeks bouncing back under the firm rubbery mallet. Her tail flicked up to show everything now, including the tight round donut of her backdoor entrance. That would be for another show, perhaps.

While her fingers continued to twirl and flick her love button, she aimed the horse cock right at her vaginal opening, sliding it halfway inside her in a single thrust. A squelch of feminine lubrication immediately oozed out in response, and she used it to coat the rest of the shaft. “Oh yeah, fuck me babe!” she cried out, and drove the dildo all the way in to the hilt.

“Fuck!” came another shout, and her viewers could see how her pelvic muscles had to flex and stretch to accommodate the sudden intruder. “You’re so big!” And then she pulled the dildo back out, slowly, each vein and wonderful texture tugging her tight pink inner labia for all to see. She stopped just before the head popped out, and another obscene dribble of her wetness hung from the shaft of her silicone lover.

“Don’t stop!” whimpered the beautiful zebra, flicking her tail so it slapped against her hand. “Please don’t stop!”

Squelch! She slid the massive tool inside her once again, so hard the big ballsack collided with her clit. It caused her whole body to recoil and twitch, as her first orgasm began to wash over her. Pull out, thrust back in, hard. Pull out, take a deep breath, thrust back inside harder and harder! She bit down on her pillow as her fingers flew furiously across her clit, digging into the little ridge between her engorged love-button and its hood, thumping like a flat tire being driven down the road in a desperate race to the finish.

Slap, slap, slap, the hot wet horsecock fucked her, sliding less easily now that her vaginal muscles began to contract involuntarily. The knobby ridges of the silicone cockhead were now slamming into her deepest recesses, nestling up against the opening of her cervix with every thrust forward and making her crazy for cum. “Nnnnn!” she groaned through her mouthful of pillow. “I need your cum so bad…”

She removed her sticky finger from her clit just for a moment to press a button at the end of a long tube, then resumed twiddling her sensitive little nub while she felt the swelling of her handheld lover.

Her thousands of viewers watched intently as the clear tube filled up with white liquid and traveled into the base of the horsecock in a sudden rushing flow.

“Aaahh!!” Zaria screamed out loud, the first throb of cum hitting its mark and immediately flowing deep inside her womb. “Fuck, I’m cumming again!”

In and out again, in and out again she slammed the dildo to its hilt, each time feeling it spurt inside her hidden sanctuary with another half pint of warm seed. Five, six, seven, she lost count of the overwhelming flow as she crested her own orgasm, and when the waves of pleasure rippled through her body, the excess cum started to splash out of her pussy lips with every additional thrust of her hips against the throbbing shaft. Huge thick globs of the creamy liquid hung from her twitching labia, and dribble down to coat her fingers as she vibrated them for the last few moments against her clit, gasping and panting for air and arching her back to feel every last inch of her breasts grinding into her pillows.

“Oh God,” she finally whispered as the pulsing slowed down, and gradually she came down from her peak of ecstasy with a growing puddle of warm goo all around her knees. “Thank you, darlings. That was amazing.”

With an adorable little moan, she slid the cock back out of her well-used pussy. It fell to the bed with a wet slurp, followed by a flood of cum that fell in a halting messy flow from her blushing inner labia. She used her fingers to spread that opening nice and wide for the camera, then squeezed her ab muscles down to push out another hot gush of seed. “Fuck, you gave me such a good creampie, babe. I love it.”

Her fingers scooped some of the cum-flavored lube right off her clit, and she brought the sticky hand up to her mouth for a taste. “Mmhmm, that’s what I needed.” She sighed again and tossed the messy toy along with the cummy blanket into her laundry hamper to deal with later, then pulled on a fresh pair of red underwear. Immediately the crotch was stained with the white goo, but she didn’t care. Her viewers loved it all.

After adjusting her position on the bed, she winked at the camera and hugged her pillow so it mushed her breasts together again. “Now I know half of you will go on your way now that the main event is done, but I’m in the mood for some cuddling. Anyone want to chat?”

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