A Mouthful

When Ryung was small, he had trouble properly separating the foreground features from the background in his paintings. He convinced his father to hire a Swedish tutor. The Swedes are the masters of technical proficiency. And that man taught him the importance of striking just the right angle between elbow and side. If the elbow was too close, it was difficult to maintain a consistent stroke. However, if the elbow was too far out, the arm grew tired, and the quality of the work suffered.

Ryung had to admit, the jaguar was a natural. The girl lay on the floor, the cat crouched over her, thrusting it's enormous member into her mouth with an effortless grace that made him feel a twinge of envy. Ryung bet the cat had never even had to practice.

Tim put on some music, and started dancing with the other girl.

Ryung drank another shot. It burned going down. He was beginning to feel tipsy.

Ho Sook grabbed his arm, "Do something, you fool." He looked over. The girl beneath the cat was making a gurgling sound. The cat seemed to grow more excited. It rumbled, a deep bass sound, its thrusting tempo increasing.

What did she expect him to do? He wasn't a magician.

"Tim, stop your cat!" Ryung called.

Tim replied, "Don't worry about it, bro. Simba is just working through some issues." He continued to dance with the girl.

Ho Sook punched him on the shoulder. "She's choking on the jaguar's cum!"

Ryung looked more closely. The girl's jaw was hyper-extended, like a boa constrictor feasting on a rat. And Ho Sook was right. The cat had unburdened itself, although it showed no signs of stopping.

It looked like it was time for Ryung to play the hero. Maybe the Princess would grace him with a kiss later.

He walked over to the cat, stopping a meter away. He took a moment to admire the girl's lacy black panties. "Hey kitty, you've had your fill. It's time to stop now, alright?"

Ryung pushed the cat's flank gently. But the cat was heavier than he expected, and didn't move. Instead, the jaguar turned its head, and growled at him. It continued to thrust into the girl's mouth.

"Woah, easy there, boy." Ryung backed away, and turned back to face Ho Sook. He shrugged and said, "I gave it my best shot."

"Pathetic." She replied, glaring at him. She stood up and strode over to the Jaguar. Ryung stared at her tight ass. It was magnificent. He had an urge to reach out and grab it.

Ho Sook placed her hands on the shoulders of the other girl and pulled her out from under the cat. The hostess drew in a choked breath, semen dribbling down her cheeks. However, Simba performed a little hop forward, lithe muscles rippling beneath the rosette coat. The cat continued thrusting into the girl's mouth.

Ho Sook once more grabbed the girl, and started to drag her over to the sitting table. However, the cat followed without losing a beat. "Quick, help me get her under. The cat won't be able to reach her there." She said.

Smart and sexy. Ryung had never been into the studious types, but perhaps he had been too short sighted.

He lifted the table up, and Ho Sook pushed the girl under. The jaguar chose that moment to let loose an earth shaking roar, and jumped onto the table. Ryung had a moment of panic when he saw the Soju bottle start to fall. Darting forward, he grabbed it right in the nick of time.

"How about a shot, Princess?" Ryung asked, holding up the bottle.

"Shot, shot, shot!" Tim shouted. He had his arms wrapped around the other hostess, and she seemed to be enjoying herself as they swayed to the rhythm of the music.

Ho Sook looked thoughtfully at the jaguar on the table, and then turned back to Ryung. "If you tell anyone about this, I will murder you."

Ryung grinned crookedly. "It never happened."