The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 68: Tiger Sex - Sex Stories

The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 68: Tiger Sex

Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-67”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Life of Pi was all people could talk about a few years ago. Since it was based on a bestselling Canadian novel and had a tiger as one of the main protagonists, I should have been eager to watch it, right? Wrong! For some reason, I never actually felt like taking time out of my life to watch it. But when I found it for a measly $4.88 on Amazon and I needed another few bucks to be eligible for free shipping, I finally broke down and bought it. My roommate was one of the major reasons why I had not watched the movie. The last film she had convinced me to watch was Pulp Fiction. I have nothing against Quentin Tarantino, but I honestly lost some respect for ...

... my roommate when I discovered that poor excuse for a film was her favorite movie. I mean seriously, how low can you sink? But I am getting off point. Back to the story. So after a few years of wondering what all the fuss was about, I finally sat down and watched Life of Pi. My roommate literally ran into the living room less than a minute after the movie had started. She was thrilled by my decision to finally “Stop wasting my time watching shitty movies,” as she so eloquently put it and made me promise to let her know what I thought of the film. Realizing she would not leave me alone until I did, I finally gave in. As soon as she was gone, I lay back on the couch and started watching. I wanted to watch the movie. I really did. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. I was rather horny from writing about sex all day and the thought of the studly tiger I knew would soon appear on screen was not helping. By the time I caught my first glimpse of the beautiful animal, I was horny beyond repair. Mere seconds after the appearance of the studly feline, the fantasy that had been up until then growing within me literally exploded. But it was not until the tiger literally stepped out of the television that I realized the real world had faded. I was now inside a fantasy and whatever happened next, I knew it would be sexual in nature. I watched with a mixture of awe and anticipation as the tiger emerged from the TV. I used to think our living room was big. Boy was I wrong. With the massive ...