Tom relaxed in the basket chair as much as he could ; his parentage was now starting to run riot again, that sweet perfume of Sarah on heat was starting to work its magic again.

He looked into Sarah's center that shone luminescent green back at him, willing her to consume his member into her mouthpiece again ...

But she got up onto all fours and turned to him"Quick Tom, gather everything of yours, leave nothing down here, get up the stairs, the way I was screeching the fisher frank would have heard me in the next county, let alone out to sea, I bet half the village would let heard me ..."Sarah urgently explained she quickly searched out of the window, just in case there was a mob of pitch shot fork carrying hot dog coming up the path, but there was null ...

Tom stood up from the electric chair, pulled his shorts up, catching up his torn and ripped shorts trapping them inside his shorts, he quickly tied his belt, gathered all his belonging, knapsack and skid.

He stood up, looking circle to hold back for anything to witness his presence. Sarah pointed at stairs, again with a low entrance ; everything was to become cats on all quaternion moving around the house, not human being on 2 branch.

He slung his train over his shoulder and scampered up the stairs, bending low, using one hand to break off him falling face down, Sarah hot on his heels, nudging him in the bum with her brain, giggling naughtily.

There was one doorway assailable at the top of the step, with two closed"straight into my way, the door open"instructed Sarah.

The elbow room was small but with a large basket bed, poove size of it, window looking out across the sea.

Tom threw his stuff in a corner ; with no apparel to keep cats don't need wardrobe.

Sarah pulled the net curtains closed, glancing all around, obviously not seeing anything, as she relaxed with a farsighted sigh of ministration ...

"You're going to have to stay here for a patch, so no one puts 2 and 2 together. An unknown human being appearing after a 7 yr violent storm will be obvious, thankfully the kittens won't replication for a few days and I am not due to return to work until my passion subsides.

Plus it will be gracious to expend some time alone with a man ...."Sarah said, almost licking her lips ...

Tom stood there, disheveled, not sure quite what to do next, with there being no chair here in the bedroom.

"takings off those clothes, you furless matter you, put them in the corner, we'll have to work out how to lap those later. You are nasty and also necessitate a wash, get on the bed"Sarah's tone was playful and Tom liked this side of her.

Tom hadn't quite cottoned on ; he climbed onto the bed and was still nonplussed as he led their naked.

Sarah followed onto the bed, as if stalking him, until her nose touched his, licked him on his brim then her clapper followed cycle to his ear, working slowly but surely, around his spike, cervix and face, working to and fro across his case passing his lips to steal a osculation, sometimes a peck, sometimes a lingering tongue.

This was quite erotic and rather than being sticky and yucky, surprisingly he was beginning to experience refreshed and he was feeling cleaner. All the sentence that hormone induced lust was building up again, that slightly drugged, tipsy feeling crept back.

His helping hand drifted to her ears and quietly stroked ... She purred quietly, whispering operating instructions every now and then about other areas he could scratch and stroke. He watched her fur relocation as he brushed and stroked, how it gave a color reflection as it caught the light, inspected the patterns of tiger strip like shapes on her pelage.

She worked her way down his chest ( not that he had enough to constitute a hairy thorax, let alone a furry one ), she slowly methodically worked down each arm, she lingered longer on his rightfulness, her lingua wrapping around each fingerbreadth, enjoying the lingering penchant of her own juices on him.

Tom was embarrassed as he couldn't think back when he concluding showered, although Sarah didn't seem to be bothered, in fact she was enjoying this, purring as she went, licking her man clean and jerk, tasting him, his sex and hers.

He continued to follow her instructions, stroking the directed orbit with his fingerbreadth, scrunching up her skin and fur, improving his techniques based on the feedback from her purring and a making a mental map of her erogenous zones.

He certainly was enjoying this titillating experience, the joy of her tongue, slightly approximate caressing his tegument, plus her heat putting him in a mildly euphoric state. By the time she got to his crotch, he had a full empire United States Department of State building pointing at the roof, balls already aching for another shot, her fur tickling and teasing his now attender peel.

He was slowly drowning in that sweet hormone of hers again, his lineage ascension. She slid down avoiding his pulsating dick, licking slowly down each leg and ft.

The drug like hormones magnatising him to her, He wanted her so badly, longing to be capable to dive into that fur head long in and desolate it ...

Tom was now able to stroke her seat again as they were now top & tailed ( a saying that works in both worlds ) ....

He loved her purring it felt stimulating and erotic. His eyesight was blurring, his dick was pulsating with desire.

This was an incredible experience, her empennage swung side to side, the tip stroke and teasing across his cover, allowing him to stroke the base upwards.

Sarah using all 4 legs, rolled him over, so he was now face down on the bed and her glossa returned to his book binding, liking down to the small of his back, working its way down, over his cheeks and even between, into his bum crack, then she giggled as her clapper flicked his anus, teasing the rim,"you can reciprocate you know"said Sarah quietly.

He shook his blurry headway to center, turned his upper torso, moved his paw from her arse to her hind legs, pulling her inwards, then raising her topmost rear leg, he got sight of his goal and leaned forward, the drug like state driving him on to pleasure her.

As his tongue touched her anus, her hormonal chemistry slugged him again, his header nearly exploded, with his head swooning, he focused on his task, winding his tongue around the rim of her anus, lapping it round then trailed it southwards to her vulva, Sarah's purring increase, pulsating her nates ...

His desire to swim in that pool held within her back talk was overwhelming, extending his natural language out he delved in, the nectar rushed him again, his heading swooning, who needs grade A drugs when you can get this thought Tom ... He lapped, licked and sucked in her wetness that slowly increased, as did her purring.

Tom rolled fully over on top, cocking his faithful leg over Sarah to straddle her, so now in the full-of-the-moon 69 position.

Tom automatically thrust his rosehip into her, feeling her mild underbelly comfort his throbbing member wanting it to get inside. His head buried between her wooden leg, his torso resting on her soft underbelly, Sarah now on her back, her breasts pressing onto him.

Meeeeooooow, Sarah purred quietly and slightly arched her back, resting her front manus on his arse, pulling at his impudence. Then he felt sharply pricks,"She has claws ?"thought process Tom, not razor discriminating but acuate enough, mmmmph he reacted, the pincer pulled his cheeks apart, then a fingerbreadth, clawless probed his anus, tweaking and teased its way in, no human girl ever did this ! ...

Tom a little uneasy about it, it felt erotic but was too euphoric on Sarah's heat to worry about it, her succus were almost washing over him, bathing in her sex, her purring, she was hitting all his senses.

Sarah denied his cock entry into her mouth, but licked around his testicle, teasing between his thigh and towards his anus and lube her probing digit.

He had to close his eyes to focus his thinker, as the drug effect was too gravid. It was like floating above your best sex married person, separated by the mild vibrating eiderdown whilst it caressed and scratched your bum.

"Mount me now, before we waste all your Department of Energy"said Sarah almost throwing him off, landing to one incline,

Tom opened his eyes to see her spring over, from her backrest onto all 4, head down, face legs stretching out, her bottom raising high in the air, exposing everything with prat curved high up over her turn back back.

She was beautiful, even in this drug like fuzzy fog, thought Tom, how could I have never see this in cats before.

Her fur stood on end ; she turned and glared at him ...

"What are you waiting for ? Get on, mount me now Tom ; like a cat, hard, don't lose the moment - and you had bettor piss it conclusion longer than downstairs"she commanded sternly, a different side to her, but to be fair, she had a point ...

Her rear rose slightly to attain the peak ...

He didn't need to be told twice, he half scrambled half fell off the bed, stood up, her back end was the most wonderful invitation ever, tail up, anus quivering, her vulva heart-to-heart, juices leaking ...

He edged forward, gripped her tail base with one deal, her hip of one leg with the other, as soon as the tip of his penis touched her moistness and felt her backtalk ; she pushed back, so he was fully immersed before he knew it, pulling his prepuce fully back sharply in one slightly afflictive movement, causing

Tom to sop up air in at the pleasurable pain.

MMMEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWW, she screeched, he felt a sucking on his dick as Sarah pulled forward, so he pushed deeper, they got into a rhythm, holding her hindquarters, pumping in and out.

Tom pulling back far enough to just prevent his penis from popping out, then driving back inwards to grinding pelvic arch once bottomed out, Jeeeeeez Tom had never had or felt anything like it, they worked in unison, Sarah's purring increasing in clock time with the thrusts.

The rest of the elbow room was now just blurred boundary to his visual modality, which was becoming one sex focused burrow, the doped nation seemed to sensibilise his sexual pot, he was sure he could feel her clay raised clitoris rubbing his fellow member, as he drove it in & out, never felt this back plate, with any girl.

They kept this up, keeping up a tandem bicycle bouncing long stroking rhythm, then :

"morsel my neck opening, like a cat"said Sarah.

Tom faltered not knowing what she meant, her presence paw, came back and indicated an area on the back of her neck.

"Tom cats bite here during sex, trust me it is a BIG routine on, seize with teeth me NOW, don't worry your tooth won't be sharp enough to offend me"commanded Sarah..

Tom leant forward, his full weighting now on her back, he opened his mouth, initially getting a mouth full of fur but managed to do work his lips and teeth, to tuck a roll of skin beneath and bit ...

"sting HARDER ...."Sarah screeched, so he gathered the peel flexure deeper into his lip and did just that, with all his might

The"MEEEEOOOOwwwww"from Sarah confirmed he had hit the spot, her back immediately arched further, thrusting her rear backwards onto his prick ... he struggled to breathe through fur and peel in his mouth, but he wasn't going to let loose the ride of his life.

He be brought his hands from her hips, stroking forwards along her piano underbelly and felt for her titty, using his thumb to flick her now pert nipples, then collar & twine them, between thumb and forefinger, she purred agreement"Tom cats don't do that, do it, do it ..."Sarah confirmed.

By digging his cubital joint into her midriff and hips, he got better leverage, holding his bite on her cervix to hang on, tweaking her nipples and pumping her rear.

He was doubling over jabbing inwards, with her being slightly smaller she could charge and twist in all guidance to promote back on his thrusts, with him in control, this was one fantastic rodeo Tom had never been to before.

doggy style with any lady friend friend was nothing like this, he'd never had a fur bronco beneath him, her body vibrating with purring that transferred through to his teeth, handwriting, elbows and his dick, it was unbelievable.

Sarah gave one big push, a loud meooow, and then started convulsing in light violent galvanic jar like pulse rate, pumping vigorously at his throbbing extremity. Tom held on, matching her as Charles Herbert Best he could to stay inside her, as she arched almost double, in strong thrusts.

Finally she held onto the fourth bass jabbing, Tom felt it was like her waters had broken, as she climaxed holding the thrust in a dweeb to end, she gasped for air,"Fuck, that was unbelievable Tom"said Sarah as she relaxed,"no Tom cat ever made me do or me feel like that ”.

Tom shocked by hearing her swear for the world-class time, started to relax, slow down his jaw and removed his dentition from her neck, finally sucking air unhindered into his burning lungs and relaxed to crawfish his penis.

"Don't you dare root for out, you've not finished, you are still intemperate and I can keep back going"insisted Sarah.

Tom felt her vagina grip on his dick, he pushed back in, staying inside her he raised himself up to stand up, substructure still on the base, eased his back, stretching straightening up, whilst he brought his hands backwards from her breasts back to her hips.

He held onto her rise hip erogenous zones, gripped, teasing his fingers into her fur and skin, which she liked and slowly stroked in and out .... Sarah's purring returned ..."meow"she whispered, as she responded by matching move back.

After a few strokes, Tom drifted his hands forwards and upwards, encouraging her to prove up, stand on her rear legs, using her front mitt resting on the bed to unfluctuating herself.

She pushed back with her posterior, arching her back, keeping a decent smooth straight run in & out of her vagina, which was now a well lubricated, warm up, slick tranquil tunnel, with excess tender cat cum slowly dribbling and creeping down Tom's legs.

He brought his helping hand once more around Sarah's underbelly, raising them to cup her breasts, lifting her up to a standing position and holding her, mmmmmeeeeooooww she concurred. With his thumbs and forefingers he caressed her nipples.

Sarah moved her figurehead legs from in forepart of her, off the bed to up above her, stretching high up to hold onto a timber crossing beam of light above with her hand.

Her rear bounced backwards, in time with his long strokes, using the full moon length of his pounding shaft, her vagina tightened on each full incursion.

Tom now, with a slightly clearer foreland, focused, enjoying the sex even more, realised that he could never deliver envisaged sex with her like this that first clock time he saw her.

Their calendar method of birth control bounced nicely, purring Sarah arching her back and head word back to rub her head back alongside Toms, even being able to flora light kissing pecks on his buttock ...

Then Tom felt his orchis tingle, oh yes !, this was coming together nicely, he moved one script from her up stretch along titty, upwards to another erogenous geographical zone under one of her forelegs and now it was an easy lean forward, opened his mouth, found the smirch, gathered in that same fold of skin on her cervix and bit, not frightened to bite hard this time ...

Sarah tensed and convulsed backwards

"MMEEEEOOOW, fuck me again Tom, fuck me, make me cum again"as she bounced her rump back onto him, causing him to delve deeper.

It was all he could do to not to be thrown backwards, he bit harder, gripped on tighter, her front line leg pit harder with one hired man and her stretched flattened breast with the other.

He thrust forwards and felt his pre-cum spurt, no going back now and pumped intemperately and bass for all he was worth.

"yes, yes, hard"Sarah begged, one hard get-up-and-go, wow !, a indorsement push and Sarah spasmed, her electric electric shock like climax released Tom, convulsing her muscles, he pumped his own cum deep into her, this triggered another climax from Sarah who pushing her rear hard back whilst stifling a wow"mmmmmmphhhh ”, Tom held on to his final thrust, until the last dripping from his balls.

listening scratching Tom looked up, Sarah's manus, pushing against the cap beam, to hold in against his thrusting ; claws were fully out and leaving gouges in the wooden beam.

They held themselves pressed, interlocked together, pausing for a brusk while, gasping for air, Sarah released her travelling bag on the inscribe irradiation above, allowing them to collapse forward onto the bed.

Tom rolled off Sarah's back, alongside to face her, both sighing and laughing in the moment, lovingly kissing each other, running men and manus over each other, claws now retracted smoothing each former out, finding wet darn all over. Sarah started licking Tom again, starting at his face, purring.

She sat up, doubled over forwards to lick and houseclean both his and her cum from between her own legs, something that enthralled Tom, quite a joke for daughter back dwelling, thought Tom.

This just encouraged another twitching pulse in increment of his gumshoe, then Sarah moved onto licking Uncle Tom genitalia, licking his dick and clod as well, engulfing and sucking on the flaccid but throbbing swollen member, looking up smiling at Tom, whilst he lead spread eagle, whizz like on the bed.

Once more Tom let Sarah wash him all over, stimulating, tickling and calming at once. Once finished with Tom, Sarah licked herself again, all over this fourth dimension and when finished, curled up with Tom, spooning as they dozed.

Tom woke up cold and chill, naked, led all on his own ; the hollow where Sarah had been was cold. Light was still streaming through the window, he went to calculate, the sea was blue, light cloud streaking across the sky and down on the sess in front of the cottage was Sarah.

fabrication sleeping on the sens, just as he had seen her this good morning, soaking up the sun, breathing slowly, he watched her for ages through the net curtains, watching each breathing time, her fur neck ruff in the air and then her one rear legs, slightly tamp the grass, in a sleep driven twitch - just as she did during sex.

Tom was pleased to suffer given and had so much pleasure with such a beautiful animal, boy he was lucky.

After a while his eyes drifted to the view, a few sportfishing gravy holder were returning nursing home, he noted whilst they had masts, no sails were up, making him marvel as to the tech level of this world.

The boats were small-scale, in shore types, with the fisherdogs on them, possible only 2 or 3 per gravy boat, on the stem of each was a younger dog, checking progress and looking at their finish, the beach in the cove.

One gravy holder was already beached up on the pebbles and another being tethered, ready to winch up the beach. Fisherdogs moved around the beach, each with tasks in mitt, carrying loge, shouting instructions or operating the windlass.

He couldn't decide which breed each dog was, not being a big dog devotee, he thought the looked like Alsatians but with slightly unretentive neb.

There were a few houses opposite the beach, one larger brick built with a thatched roof, maybe the pub Sarah works at, thought Tom. The Village stretched further behind and up a narrow valley with cottages along the cliff ridges.

On the beach, one big brown dog stood on a rock candy, smoking a clay tube, cap on, watching the clientele on the beach, pointing with his pipe as he gave instructions or nodding at response, definitely the top dog.

The pebble beach was almost split in 2 by a small grassy gunpoint, reaching out to the shore line of products, climbing up on some narrow rocks, with a forage top and a workbench. Sat on the work bench was a fatal cat, pegleg crossed, leaning back, also enjoying the afternoon sun.

The cat looked up, directly across to Tom and waved - Shocked he recoiled and nearly waved back, she can't see me thro these curtain he thought, then realised, the cat was waving at Sarah.

He looked back and the inkiness cat gave another useless wave to a sleeping Sarah, shrugged her shoulders, got up and walked to the large thatched brick building, nodding and talking with each fisher dog as they passed, stopping to pay a lot more tending to the expectant Brown top dog.

Tom realised that this world was like to his own in many elbow room, people going to work, living, having folk ( Sarah spoke lovingly of her kitty ) and wondered what it would be like to explore this earth and if her could pass by as one of it 's own.

Tom shivered, he was still defenseless, he couldn't put his cat cum soaked T shirt back on, nor his snap boxers. He rummaged through his rucksack in the recession, found what little white gear he had, some lycra shorts and a gracious T shirt.

Pulling up his lycra shorts, he realised, his bum was sore, those prick from Sarah's nipper may be more than he thought. He slipped on his Tee shirt and continued rummaging, he couldn't find his phone, it was nowhere to be found.

Thirsty, he went down to the kitchen, ran some water tucking his head under the tap he drank his fill. Whilst leaning over the sink, he smelt that sweet aroma creeping on him again, a duo of hand silkily wrapped around his waist.

Sarah's head appeared on his shoulder, they leant together and kissed, as their tongues met, her paw dropped to his crotch and stroked his phallus through his lycra, which was already starting to grow and swell, she stroked it and purred..

"Hungry ?"she asked ... Mmmmm responded Tom as his stomach growled.

"lover ?"she queried, leaving it hanging in mid air.

Tom turned to front her and smiled,"Hmmmm I think so, do we need a label ? but I like the idea, I've left zilch behind, no job, no apartment, no wife or girlfriend, parents are happy on their own, sis happily married in America, so this is a courteous way to start afresh"

"Don't headache Tom, cats aren't after long term commitment, I have had other buff, one gave me three wonderful kittens, one still around who you will like, no marriages but I agree this is better than I could ever birth thought, no harm done ..."Sarah said and followed it up with a kiss.

She cooked a Nice mix of Pisces the Fishes, no ivory, lightly garnished and spiced, a niggling bread, but no veg or Irish potato, must be a cat affair thought Tom. They sat down to eat and chatted, Tom learnt more about Sarah and the parallel world he now wanted to call home.

Continued ....

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