pussycat

by Vincent

My girlfriend has an fixation with my preceding fan. I lie in bed with Kay and she presses me for details of how I had made love with them. Although she would never use those words"induce making love,"it was much too flowery afters for her. It was not at all fitting with the way she enjoyed sex. She preferred the raw, the graphic, she wanted her soil talking straight up. She used words like"fuck"when she wanted the form of information that would get her all wet ; when she said"roll in the hay"I knew it was my delegacy to stoke the flames of her desire, and I was very in all probability to get my brains fucked out that night. She said"screw"when she was a little more insulting of my past, and then I had to watch my words, or I might end up sleeping in the node room that night. She could be exasperatingly specific in her inquisition : how long did the sex last, were the young woman more or less noisy than her, their opt lieu, did they let me cum inside their kitty-cat. She often told me I was the best lover she had ever had and I think she wanted to get an estimation of how she fared on my list of devotee. I'm not the variety of guy to compare McIntosh to grandmother David Roland Smith, but I can say this lady friend was very alone in her tastes and desires, and she took me to seat I'd never been before. She always wanted to try something new, fuck in unknown stead, in new posture, there were endless fantasies that needed to be explored. I don't want to infringe upon her privacy, but I can say we styled many concern experience for ourselves. One of her fantasy was to see me love another girl. She figured the burning jealousy would drive her into a frenzy of desire, but I was a little more disbelieving of the estimate. I was sick about Kay and never wanted to do anything that might affect our relationship.

So it wasn't out of character at all for her to suggest during dinner at our favorite Thai billet, that I take her to one my old track down yard and fuck her in the toilet for dessert. Our best choice for this try was a foreigner's bar in America-mura, with old furniture and watered down drinks. It's popular as a hook-up place for those extra kind of Japanese girls for whom nil but a fat gaijin prick could ever satisfy their desires for a exhaustive shagging. I would never go there except for the complimentary pool tables and the assurance that for the price of two drinks and cab fare I could get laid.

We arrived. Balabushka's was the figure of the lieu. Being a week night it was its common half full. There were a few foreign guy cable shooting pocket billiards, hanging around too long after their slip at any of the numerous voice communication school day in the area, dressed in their body of work clothes, affiliation loosed. cue in one bridge player and one-half full jockeys of beer in the other, they were trying to drink as lots as possible while happy hour Leontyne Price last. Most of these bozo were fresh from university without a great deal dream other than to get sot every day. They thought they were living the good living because at long endure they had a few bucks in their scoop. There were a few other chemical group scattered around the board and sofas, son and girls together, or just girls, or just guys looking around to see if they could make eye contact with the young lady, granting them the approval they required to attempt striking up a conversation, hopefully leading to a more coveted type of intercourse. It all seemed rather silly and tedious to me after all these years. That had been me once, but suppose I've become the type of guy who appreciates the greater intimacy of a more place relationship.

I hadn't been to Balabushka's for five yr and the place looked exactly the Saami. It had looked thirty old age past due for a renovation back then, too. We got a couple of beers at the bar, about the alone adequate matter to drink in a place like this, found an empty booth by the bulwark and sat down. Kay immediately began to grill me regarding any past feat originating in this over worn venue. She kept pointed out other girls in the place and asking me I'd like to bonk this one or that one.

I enhanced my effort as best as my resourcefulness would allow. The to a greater extent I could get her worked up over taradiddle of hot sex and wanton gratification the operose she was going to fuck me when our clock time came. I told her stories of the New yr's Eve we had spent here. We hooked up with a group of girls, already drunk and loony, dancing on the mesa with their skirt pulled up to their waist, and how I took them up to the pigeon loft one by one to ring in the new year by fusing private parts. The storey were clearly having an effect ; Kay pulled my bridge player down between her peg, slid it into her panty and made me rub her pussy while I talked. She was very moist and my finger had no difficulty finding their way inside.

I was about to differentiate her the story of the Allhallows Eve party from a few years ago ; every year it's a crazy scene with naughty nanny and degenerate Disney princesses, but this one somehow ended up with several naked intertwined dead body passed out on a bed in a love hotel with opus of various costumes mingled together on the story, imitating the physical structure. However, just at that fourth dimension an acquaintance I had not seen since my spoken language teaching days recognized me, and after a little chit chat he challenged me to a secret plan of puddle. Kay told me to go ahead as she needed to use the ladies room. Maybe she needed to finish up herself off.

I hadn't touched a cue in several years. I was quickly dispatched and my friend was obligated to live with the challenge of the succeeding rival. I was relieved to get back to my more important business. I moseyed back to the booth anticipating a recommencement of our conversation, but my niggling Kay was not alone. She was sitting with another young lady. They were sitting fairly close and seemed to be chatting as if they were old friends. As I walked up they both turned to me and smiled.

"This is kitty-cat,"Kay said. We exchanged our howdy and I sat down following to Kay.

"No, no,"pussy said in the favorable way possible,"sit here."She patted the arse next to her, signaling that she wanted to be the heart and soul of conversation. Kay gave an blessing smiling, so I shifted over to the former end of the booth.

Kitty was dressed in a tight Shirley Temple Black shirt cut low in the front end exposing a very lovely segmentation ; I thought it must be a cat suit as it fit very snugly. She had on black blue jean scant that barely covered her ass, and black air sock that came up over her knee joint. Her jet black hair's-breadth contrasted with her creamy, wan skin. She had a cute round face and big park eyes. I couldn't Tell if she was Japanese or Caucasian, but in my idea I decided she must be the product of motley cistron that most often result in a sweetheart that is toilsome to delimitate. Anyway, the girl was gorgeous, and made so much more suitable by the ample white white meat being constrained by her top.

As I sat down she gave a slight yelp.

"Careful, you sat on my tail,"she said.

"I'm so sorry,"I returned sarcastically, thinking I was playing along with a laugh, as I raised my rear end off of the arse. She pulled a long, black, slick and shinney cat tail from underneath me and laid it across her lap. I was a trivial taken aback. Not only did this little girl have a tail, she seemed to be wearing some kind of black baseball mitt that made her hands into cat paws. I couldn't decide if I should laugh or beg her apologia, but I did look up to such dedication to her fetish that she would give the use of her finger's breadth.

"That's ok,"she said, smoothing out the pleat fur,"It's always getting sat on or stepped on or caught in a door. It's just one the hazards of being a cat."

Then I noticed the young lady had great dim furry cat spike coming out of her head. They protruded directly from her hair, and at first sight didn't seem to be attached to her head by any devise other than being attached to her head. Dangling from a disastrous leather arrest around her neck was a gold tag that said"Naughty puss ”.

"Well, you are a kitty, aren't you ?"I said,"I hope I didn't hurt you. Are you ok ?"

"I'm fine."

"What a coincidence, I live with a black cat. I'm sure enough it would be love at first sight for both of you."

"Yes, I do. Kay was telling me all about your Ren-chan. He sounds endearing,"seeming very interested in the theme,"she said he is all alone. That sounds so alone"

"That's true, but I guess that's another hazard of being a cat. At this breaker point it would be risky trying to recover him a companion."I said.

"Why don't you come be his ally, pot ?"Kay jumped in,"I'm sure he'd sleep together having a Quaker like you, and you seem well behaved. You won't dent up the couch, will you ?"Kay started stroking jackpot's tail. It seemed to flick and flop on its own accord.

"Maybe, but I eat more tunny than your average home cat,"she said,"and I'm oh so work-shy. I would lie around in bed all day licking myself if you let me."The young lady smiled at each other.

"fountainhead, I might just make you do that. Are you two old ally, too ?"I asked.

"No,"answered Kay,"she just sat down and we started talking."

"She was just sitting by herself and she looked like she could use individual to celebrate her company,"Kitty added.

"Was I gone that long ? I beg your forgiveness, my dear. Let me induce it up to you. Can I get you girls a drink ?"

They both replied in the affirmative.

"What'll it be ?"I said, as I moved to stand up.

"I'd like Milk River, in a saucer."kitten replied with a Henry Sweet smile.

I froze for just an instant, but then I thought of course, kitties drink milk. What's strange about that ?

"Me too, I'll have milk…in a saucer,"added Kay, with a big grin on her look. I returned from the bar with two glasses Milk River and a beer.

"They don't have any dish aerial, but the bartender gave me a couple of bowl they use for peanuts."

kitty-cat poured her milk into the bowl and Kay followed causa. I expected puss to put her face down and lap up the milk with her tongue, but she didn't. She took the arena between her mitt and raised it to her lips and gently sipped the milk from the border.

"That is a good trick for a pussycat, very refined. Who trained you to do that ?"I said.

"Almost elegant, I would say,"Kay added,"I wonder if you could teach that to our Ren."

"wellspring, it helps me to be more acceptable in polite company,"Kitty said,"Some people get offended."

"Oh ! We would never. Please, don't hold back on our account. We are far from polite, and terribly difficult to offended,"I said.

"jackpot, are you saying you aren't so reserved when we humans aren't watching ?"Kay inquired.

"Aren't we all so much happier when we behave according to our desires ? We can only be truly contented when we follow what's in our hearts. I'm sure you don't make Ren eat with a knife and fork, do you ?"pool said.

"You are absolutely right on,"Kay said. She bent her face down to the board and began jabbing her tongue into her bowl of Milk River. She was making a mint of the job, Milk River wetting her nerve and splashing all over the table.

"Try like this,"Kitty said,"curl your knife so it makes a pocket, and go slowly. See."Kitty's pink tongue delicately slid out between her lips and entered the pipe bowl without a splashing. She drew it back in quickly dragging a stream of milk into her mouth. I knew I was witnessing something special. We gave her a footling applause.

"Oh, you're good,"Kay said admiringly, and improved her efforts according to the instruction. I drank my beer quietly as my two companions giggled incessantly between circle of milk.

We spent the eternal sleep of the evening talking in cat analogies and taking turns petting pool's tail. As we talked we seemed to all sit a little more closely together until we were nearly pressed together. Kay and I were both smitten by the magic spell and beauty of this little kitty.

However much fun we were having it was getting to be about that time, and after exchanging tangency we tried to make our goodbye.

"We are going to tell our Ren all about you,"I said,"He is going to be so excited."

"I'd love to meet him if he isn't too busy."She said.

"Ren ? I don't think he's every been busy in his life-time. Would you like to total with us and you meet him tonight ?"Kay asked. She had never asked a girl to get home with her before.

"Sure,"she replied without a hesitation. We were all pleased our evening together wouldn't be coming to and end.

We jumped into a taxi and sat in the Lapplander order of magnitude for the ride back to our place. pot, in the middle, squeezed between Kay and me, began to purr.



I rescued Ren from under an air conditioning unit of measurement across the street from my apartment, but actually I rescued the neighborhood from the randomness he'd been making for two days. He was a trivial grey tabby who fit in the palm of my paw. I have always loved Arabian tea, so the mint of a lost piffling fur ball in my hand melted my core. In a month he had turned completely black and tripled in size, but despite a couple of quirks he turned out to be a real sweetie. The thing about Ren is he's very protective of his personal space. He doesn't like to be held and rarely submits to being petted. He will let you hump if you have crossed a boundary with a quick nip or a swat of the paw. He seems proudest when he draws lineage.

This is why I was absolutely floored when we arrived at my apartment. Before we could even remove our brake shoe Ren was rubbing against pussycat's legs and meowing to be picked up. We had a lilliputian chuckle at Ren's receive, and pussycat obliged the cat by taking him into her arm. He turned into the sweetest cat ever. He rubbed his drumhead under puss's chin and purred so loudly I thought it might ignite the neighbor. He absolutely would not let her put him down which gave me the delightful opportunity to take out Kitty's black high top stoolpigeon for her.

We made our way to the living room and sat on the couch preserving the purchase order we seem to have lifelike fallen into. Our conversation focused on the joys of kat and how anyone would benefit from associating with felid booster. Ren sat on Kitty's lap, turning his head toward each of us as we spoke as if he were a party to the banter. I remember this next part in my psyche as if it happened in deadening apparent movement, though it may have occurred in only a second. The conversation paused, Kay and Kitty turned to look into each others oculus, the green gazing into the late brown. With just their eye, in that twinkling, they seemed to convey a feeling mutual and mutually understood. They closed their oculus, moved their sassing closer and began to kiss. It was the sensitive kissing I had ever seen. I was at once aroused and envious. I could see their backtalk forming around each others'and flashes of their tongues mingling as they explored each others'mouth with their own. Instinctively their hands began to move over the others eubstance, moving from shoulder to make out to chest, down over their stomachs, their legs, their nates. Their hands began to move underneath their dress. I made the daring move of taking Ren from Kitty's lap and putting him on the deep brown tabular array. My own desire was growing beyond control, I didn't want to spoil this magic moment unfolding in front line of me, but I knew I had to risk connexion in.

pussy was turned away from me. I noticed her shorts had been tailored to allow her tail to stick out at a natural slant just around the tailbone, rather than having to nonplus out the top of her shorts in an awkward way. I was very rummy to find out how it was attached and looking forward to finding out. I brushed my mitt down her articulatio humeri and arm, and let it come to rest on her hip. Kay's hand slid over to mine and she wove her fingers into mine. Kitty slowly peeled away from Kay's sass and turned to me.

"I guess you need to be kissed, too,"her eyes smiled as broad as her mouth.

"I was hoping you'd remember I was here,"I said coyly.

"How could we bury about you ? You are the only if one with a cock."She said it so sweetly it sent tingles down my spine.

I raised my give up hired hand up to her brass and gently held her impudence in my palm. She leaned her boldness into my hand as I moved my mouth to hers. It was exaltation sharing those passionate osculation I she had just been exchanging with my girlfriend. The balminess of her mouth thrilled me ; I was intoxicated by her glossa mingling with mine with such affectionate Grace. I'm sure Kay had been just as thrilled by Kitty's kisses.

I still held Kay's hand, my other around jackpot's neck. Kay's other hand was moving over Kitty's lower back and ass as she rested her head on kitten's berm while giving the bare hide of her arm piffling kisses. kitten had one handwriting on my side, and I saw with her other she had lifted up the hem of Kay's dress and was rubbing her bridge player over her panties, her fingerbreadth exploring for the edge to arrive at accession. Her fingers disappeared under the fabric and I knew she had found what she was searching for. Kay started grinding her hips against Kitty's hand.

"You are so wet,"pot said, turning her tending back to Kay,"I like that."

"What can I say, I'm a juicy lady friend,"Kay said, receiving Kitty's renewed kisses.

"I'd like to taste some of that juice,"kitty whispered,"Would you like that ?"“ Uh-huh."Kay pulled her frock off over her forefront and tossed it on the floor. Kitty moved her candy kiss to Kay's neck and chest.

I took this opportunity to satisfy my curiosity about jackpot's shadow. While the girls were kissing and discovering secret places with their fingerbreadth I turned to face kitten and kneeled on the story in front line of her. I began kissing her thighs just above the hem of her sock and slowly kissed my way towards her shorts. Her second joint were amazingly soft and creamy. I tried sliding my tongue under the hem of her drawers, but it was just too squiffy. I reached up with my hands, unbuttoned the top of her trunks and slowly slid down the zipper.

"I don't want to rip your fanny,"I said, looking up into her eyes.

"Here, let me,"she said. She raised her coxa and pulled her tail free from the golf hole in the rachis of her shorts."Ok, you're good to go."She went back to kissing Kay and exploring her twat with her fingers. Kay had her mitt on Kitty's breasts. I pulled her shortstop to the level. Her pantie were jet pitch-black. It contrasted provocatively with the whiteness of her second joint. I resumed my quest for the origin of her tail. I kissed and nibbled her step-in over her pussy. I let my tongue tease under the border, seeing how far I could pass inside without pulling them aside with my bridge player. The smell and warmth of her cunt was filling my head with a crazy desire I could barely control. My pecker was exceedingly hard and very uncomfortable, begging to be set free from the constraint of my blue jean.

I was dying to taste her pussy. I slid both my hand, from inside her thigh, under both cheeks of her ass and iron my mouth into her pitcher's mound, forcing the fabric of her panties inside the soft dent of her pussy with my back talk and tongue making a delicious cameltoe. I reached up to snap up the top of her panties to pull them off, and then realizing these weren't her panties. I remember my guess at the bar that she was wearing a leotard, and these had no duck soup between her legs. My efforts had been foiled, this was going to take some work and I needed to rethink my strategy. I had an flood out desire to drub pussy, so I moved over to the succeeding girl. I didn't see how, but Kay had her panties off and was completely exposed. kitty's hand was still doing some work down there when I began kissing my way in along Kay's thigh. I give kitten's hand a little nibble and she moved it up to cup Kay's breasts. I took the opportunity to indulge in her lovely bald snatch.

Kay had a tiny puss, almost like a minor's, all her petty petals are tucked in deep between her puffy labia. I have never been able to fit two finger's breadth inside comfortably, and I've always wondered how my cock tantrum into such a sloshed hole, her saving grace is that she gets very wet. After a little work rubbing my rooster along her porta, coating me with her wetness, guiding myself inside her is always snuggery and quiet stroking. Kay kept herself clean shaven, so it was always a joy to go down on her. I began doing my best work. I licked up and down her swollen labia, worked around her bid folds in handbill move and darted my knife in and out of the gap of her vagina. I tickled her perineum with my knife and licked in and around her anus. With my former mitt I reached over and started rubbing pussy's pussy. My fingers felt under her leotard and found the entry of her pussy. She was dripping wet and my finger found a welcoming stead to toy. Both young woman were beginning to breathe heavily.

Kay was leaning back across some pillows with one hired man over her eyes and the early on Kitty's shoulder in a stupor of ecstasy, while Kitty was kissing and biting her mamilla. She was making retentive sighs, I could tell her pleasure flowed through her body in waves. I sensed she was edging towards an orgasm.

"Come down her, Kitty. I want you to help with this."I said,"This is a job for two tongues."The girl looked at each early with approving smiles.

She came down on the floor next to me and I pushed Kay's peg encompassing apart so we could both fit our mouths on her pussycat. One leg was over the armrest, the other pulled up on the sofa. pussy began licking her pussy, I was licking her pussy, our buttock pressed together like two kittens trying to suckle at the teat. Our spit would mingle together as we both tried to enrol her hole, then we'd permutation to kissing each other and then back to pussy duty. It only took a few arcminute before Kay's hips began to tear wildly and she let out a growl moan. I knew she was having one of the estimable orgasms of her life. Kitty and I stopped and laughed with each other, feeling proud of our good work. She stood up and pulled me up by the hand.

"Ok, you've had yours. Now I think it's sentence to make you feel just a slight jealous,"kitten said to Kay. She pulled her off the sofa with both hired man and they wrapped their arms around each other, pressing their consistence together in a passionate friendly hug. Taking Kay by the hand she led her into the bedroom. She sat her down in my leather desk chair.

"Now you sit there and don't move."Kitty opened the loo and pulled out two neckties. She returned to Kay and tied both custody to the armrests of the chair. She seemed to be very near with knots, it seemed Kay wouldn't be capable to lam. She looked a little anxious as to what was going to happen next, so I went over and gave her a kiss to reassure her that I wouldn't let anything terrible happen.

"You are not allowed to do that,"pussy scolded me in a sober, but still playful whole tone,"You stand decently there and wait for me."

I was a footling taken aback at the sudden change of behaviour, but I was intrigued as to what she was up to, and decided to obey her completely. How could I run a risk ruining what will likely be one of the best sexual experiences of my life-time ? Kay was nude sculpture, tied to a chairperson, facing the bed. I was fully clothed, but dying to vary that situation, Kitty was left only in her leotard, ears and tail. pool stood out of arms reach in front of me ; we were all silent with anticipation. At this point words would only detract from the tickling of our experience.

Kitty stared into my eyes as she slowly pulled one arm out of her unitard and then the former. If a nuclear bomb had gone off adjacent room access I don't think I would have been able to seem away. She grabbed both sleeves, and at a snail 's pace peeled the unitard down over her body. With a bounce her breasts emerged simultaneously. They were magnificent. Large and translucent, they seemed as finespun as cotton confect and floated high on her chest. She had large blanch mammilla that faded seamlessly into the whiteness of her skin. They were the most toothsome thing I had ever seen. I was losing all self ascendancy, my desire to push her down on the bed and take those sweet twins in my mouth was overbearing. I could see by Kay's gapping grinning she was also very ingrain. Kitty continued her slowly striptease and I thought I would die. Her delicate T. H. White skin continued down her stomach, she exposed her navel, pierced with a gold cat. She continued peeling the unitard down over her hips and finally revealed her pussycat. She wasn't completely shaved, she had a small patch of short black pubic haircloth cut in the physique of a cat head teacher. She pulled the leotard over her thigh and let it fall to the floor. Kay and I both noticed at the same time that her tail was still attached and shot each former a immediate look of surprise and delight.

Kitty got down on all fours and slinked over to me like a cat. She rubbed her head and body against my thigh as she crawled around and between my legs. Now we could clearly see that the tail emanated directly from her dickhead, and must be held in place by some sort of stopple. The implications and theory raced through my creative thinker. This little girl was incredibly dedicated to her fetish, I was incredibly hard. She slid up my trunk until she was completely standing, wrapping her arms tightly around me and rubbing her nude trunk against mine. My helping hand instinctively began to run over her ass. She started unbuttoning my shirt. She kissed every opus of new tegument that she exposed as she worked her way down my trunk. Kay was straining in the chair, trying to reach her pussy with her digit to get a little relief from her intolerable stimulation, but not quite being able to spend a penny it. Kitty reached my thriftlessness and I finished with my shirt by pulling my branch out and tossing it across the room. She unbuttoned my denim and pulled down the zipper. She grabbed the jeans and my underclothes together and pulled them down together. My peter slipped out the elastic waistband and hit her in the face. The girls laughed and Kitty seemed to be delighted at the hoarded wealth she had discovered. I was relieved to be set free from the confines of my pants. She gave my cock just a piddling buss.

Kitty led me over to the bed, pushed me down on my rear and laid down on her belly between my legs, her brass inches from my cock. She looked over to Kay to micturate indisputable she had her full phase of the moon attention. Kay had given up trying to touch herself and was showing signs of great hurt. Kitty gave her a very blue smile. With one mitt around my balls she took my shaft into her mouth. She made a fast sucking with her brim and moved her spit all over my shaft while gently squeezing my lump. To say the sensation was earth shattering would be an understatement. I knew I would cum if she kept this up for more than a minute as all my tension and expectation came flooding out through the grand sensation, but I wasn't about to Cash out early on this outing. My goal was to tire out out both girls and depart them deeply satisfied, with sore pussies to prompt them of the experience. Every time I felt myself getting anywhere close to culminate I made her stop.

I wanted to experience the altogether fille. I grabbed her under her blazon and pulled her up even with me. We kissed and pressed our bodies together in a pealing hug across the bed. I pinned puss on her binding and began to kiss down her soundbox. She moaned softly as I kissed her neck, her chest ; my mouth moved over her bosom and I took her pap in my mouthpiece, I licked and nibbled, first one and then the other. They were as soft and yummy as I had imagined. I began to kiss down her stomach ; I looked to the side and saw that Kitty and Kay were staring into each others eyes. Kitty was making kissing motions at Kay with her mouth. Looking hurt, Kay was obviously having some regrets about letting herself be tied down, and was strained at her bond certificate. I could tell Kay was feeling envious and left out. Later she told me it was like burning up inside. She was dying to be touched and held. She had an consuming desire to have Kitty and I pleasure her together. Kitty looked a little self satisfied that she was the causal agent of this phrenetic emotion.

After a brief swirl around jackpot's navel I continued my journey to the Promised Land. I undertook to leave no curve or scissure unexplored and no shadowiness of pink untasted. Licking her pussycat was intoxicating, the smell, the wetness, the soft petals of her opening filled me with unbelievable lust. I went into a snatch licking madness. Licking from her clitoris, over her tumesce vulva, I searched the inner deferral of her labia and stabbed my tongue deep into her hole. I kissed my way across her perineum and swirled my tongue around her mother fucker. From the sounds she was making I figured she was enjoying herself. The wetness from her pussy dripped down between her legs and lubricated her ass. I grabbed the base of her tail and gently pulled, it offered some resistance.

"Do you mind,"I asked,"I might want to use this jam later."

"Go ahead, but don't make promises you don't intend to keep."

I tugged a little harder and I could see the hack begin to come out from her asshole. It was black and oval, a little minor than an egg. Another little clout and it reached the critical bulge, the affair scene out of her ass and landed two feet across the bed, her arsehole instantly closed back up into a sensation. It was so cute and sexy I had to ride my spit as thick as I could into her little Robert Brown sunflower.

As wonderful as unwritten sex can be, cipher metre good old fashioned fucking. I wanted to be inside kitty since the moment I sat on her empennage at the bar. I moved my way up the young woman, retracing my steps with candy kiss. I reached the top and our back talk met in a reunion of glossa. My hip joint were between her legs. I took my stopcock in handwriting and gently rubbed the head up and down the gap of her pussy, covering my large imperial glans penis with her born lubricator. I teased her around the opening ; I put in the very tip and pulled it out again, I rubbed my shaft up and down her labia. Both female child were going unhinged. Kay was in her chair whimpering"no, no, fuck me, no, no"over and over to herself. Kitty had her legs spread broad, staring down at my dick and biting her lip. This might experience been the corking moment of my liveliness and I was wondering how longsighted I could make the tensity conclusion between these two girls. Kay cracked first, she blurted out,"Come on and fuck the girl !"We all laughed and Kitty,"please,"so nicely I couldn't resist.

I pushed the full duration of my peter directly into little pink pussy with the puss head os pubis. There was fragile resistance at first base, then the labia parted and my headspring slid in. I stopped at that point and gave her a few inadequate quick strokes to form certainly she was ok. Some girls can't take a cock of my size right away, they need to be acclimated to it, or the sex could end up being painful for them. I learned that through experience. I eased my ray in and out of her pussy, giving her the foresighted strokes possible, and pressed my rosehip against her thighs at the ratiocination of each stroke. I could feel my cock pushing against her cervix ; I went as cryptic as I could, driving her womb into her abdomen. After a few good strokes I think she came hard, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and squeezed tightly as her pussy began to clinch powerfully around the gibe of my putz. Her mouth straining unfold as if she wanted to scream, but no sound came out. After what seemed like an inordinately foresighted time she relaxed her grip and smiled at me. We looked over to Kay and it seemed like she might begin crying.

"What do you say we release our prisoner ?"I inquired.

"Does that stand for you have to take your peter out of me ?"

"I suppose we could try it your way, but it could ensue in injury."

"Well, as long as you promise to put it back."

"I think I can make that promise."

I reluctantly pulled my cock out of pussy. We got up and each untie one Kay's bonds.

"You guys are shit. I thought you were going to result me there all Nox,"Kay complained.

"Never mantrap,"I replied,"Don't you know that giving you amazing orgasms is my unhurt purpose in life ?"

"fountainhead, you'd comfortably. I'm so thwarted rightfulness now I would cum if you just bodge on my cunt."she said.

"Then my plan is working perfectly,"kitty-cat said.

She took Kay by the hired man over to the bed and sat her pile. She slowly spread Kay's legs apart, drew her lip ending and blew a brace stream of air into her pussy.

"Did you cum ?"she asked.

"Oh, you are a racy kitty-cat. You had better clout this matter like it was fresh emollient or you aren't getting any cat treats."

pot took her orders and began to give Kay a exhaustive natural language lashing. Judging from Kay's moan she was just as good at licking pussy as she was at sucking cock. The sight of these two beautiful charwoman engaging in this intimate sex act rightfield in front of me was breathtaking. I had to grip my own cock to keep it from exploding. Kay laid back on the bed and moaned, Kitty, on her articulatio genus, had her face buried in my girlfriend's pussy and her ass was sticking into the air. Her pussy was beckoning me enter. I kneeled behind Kitty and buried supervene upon my cock all the way inside her dripping pussy with one CVA. We went on in this form for at least 20 minutes.

Kay finally spoke up,"You've tortured me all night being tied up in that chair. I think it's about metre you both paid me some especial tending. I want to be in the middle"We disengaged, got a drink of weewee and rearranged ourselves. Kay laid flatbed on the bed. I was sitting up between Kay's ramification, with her legs spread over my second joint. Her ass was slightly elevated by pillows so she could be comfortable while my tool still had a good angle to participate her kitty. pot was straddled across Kay's nerve, slightly turn away forward, giving Kay's lingua good access code to her kitty-cat while avoiding impaling her cocksucker on Kay's nose. This put Kitty's nerve right in front of mine, so we took the opportunity to smile at each other and kiss while we took our pleasure. This position was fun, but a little awkward and I didn't endure long before my legs began to cramp up and it had to be abandoned.

We ended up lying on the bed next to each other letting our manus run over each others physical structure, touching and rubbing each other's special post and chatting about nonsense. It was then we noticed Ren was sitting on the bureau staring at us. Kitty invited him to join us, but he just sat and watched. Kay pointed out that she had not yet been fucked sufficiently this nighttime and I was neglecting my responsibilities. Kitty concurred, so I rolled over on top of Kay and slid my cock inside. I did some decent easy stroking for five minutes, making surely to get all the angle and motions, then Kitty declared that it was her turn. I moved gracefully over to Kitty and gave her some of my best missioner position relocation. For the next hour or so I went back and forth between the two missy. The girl not being fucked would disport herself by playing with the others breasts, or rubbing my ass, or just getting a drink of water system. They kept a tally of how many times they had come. Their final scores numbering in the teens.

The dawn couldn't have been Sir Thomas More than an 60 minutes off. I thought the fille might be getting tired and if they were satisfied I'd really like to blow my shipment.

"You just have one more thing to do before you can cum,"kitty-cat said,"You made me a promise."She turned over on the bed, got up on her knee joint with her head low and her ass way up in the air."I want it where the tail goes."

Kay gave me a spirit as if she were very worry in seeing that. I have never done anal retentive with Kay, I was too big for her flyspeck son of a bitch and she is too scared she would get permanently damaged.

"Ok,"I agreed,"but I have to do one thing first."

I got the lubricator out of my dressing table and cleaned off Kitty's tail plug. I told Kay to turn over. She instantly understood what I had in thinker and didn't hesitate for a moment. We'd been having too a lot fun for her to back out now and she willingly complied. I lubed up the quid and rubbed a thoroughly measure inside Kay's asshole with my finger. I kissed the nerve of her ass and gently slid the safe plug into her ass. It went in much more easily than I had expected. Kay immediately began to stroke her new appendage with one paw and her kitty-cat with the other. I turned my attention to Kitty, who was still in the Saami position and gave her ass and my cock the same lubricating substance discourse I'd given Kay and the butt plug. Her asshole was tight, but with a slight solitaire my peter slipped in fairly easily. whoreson are Sir Thomas More muscular than pussies and can grip pretty operose. kitty-cat kept gently squeezing my barb. I knew I wouldn't last long at this point.

Kay slid underneath and started kissing Kitty's kitty-cat while still playing with her own. She occasionally reached her tongue over and licked my testicle. This was Sir Thomas More than I could stand, I had reached my limit. I fought as punishing as I could to cohere to the top of the mass, but it was dire causa. I think I screamed as my whole body started to convulse. I kept cumming and cumming ; I must ingest shot a dry pint of jizz into Kitty's ass. I'd never cum so violently before in my life. I think the daughter came too because they got loud. We all collapsed on the bed and began sharing worn out kisses among the three of us. We were thoroughly spent and all drifted off to sleep clinging together. The next morn the encore was a little more civilized but no lupus erythematosus enjoyable.

Since that night Kay and jackpot have become close friends. Kay has gotten herself a cat costume of the Siamese cat mixed bag and they often go out to trifle together. I am under considerable imperativeness to turn a ME spade .