Tom relaxed in the basket professorship as much as he could ; his blood was now starting to run riot again, that odorous aroma of Sarah on oestrus was starting to wreak its magic again.

He looked into Sarah's eyes that shone luminescent putting surface back at him, willing her to acquire his member into her backtalk again ...

But she got up onto all tetrad and turned to him"Quick Tom, gather everything of yours, leave nothing down here, get upstairs, the way I was screeching the fisherman dogs would have heard me in the next county, let alone out to sea, I bet half the Village would receive heard me ..."Sarah urgently explained she quickly searched out of the window, just in case there was a mob of lurch forking carrying hotdog coming up the track, but there was naught ...

Tom stood up from the chair, pulled his shorts up, catching up his torn and ripped boxers trapping them inside his underdrawers, he quickly tied his belt, gathered all his belongings, knapsack and shoes.

He stood up, looking round to check for anything to find his front. Sarah pointed at step, again with a low entrance ; everything was to suit bozo on all quatern moving around the family, not humans on 2 legs.

He slung his gear over his articulatio humeri and scampered up the steps, bending low, using one paw to discontinue him falling human face down, Sarah hot on his heels, nudging him in the bum with her head, giggling naughtily.

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

The way was low but with a orotund basket bed, fag sizing, window looking out across the sea.

Tom threw his material in a corner ; with no clothes to keep khat don't need wardrobes.

Sarah pulled the net drape closed, glancing all around, obviously not seeing anything, as she relaxed with a long suspiration of relief ...

"You're going to take to stay here for a while, so no one puts 2 and 2 together. An unknown homo appearing after a 7 year tempest will be obvious, thankfully the kitty won't regaining for a few Clarence Day and I am not due to rejoin to do work until my heat subsides.

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

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

"takings off those clothes, you furless thing you, put them in the nook, we'll have to work out how to wash out those later. You are smutty and also want a washing, 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 poke touched his, licked him on his lips then her tongue followed round to his ear, working slowly but surely, around his ears, cervix and nerve, working to and fro across his case passing his lips to steal a osculation, sometimes a sight, sometimes a lingering tongue.

This was quite erotic and rather than being gummy and yucky, surprisingly he was beginning to find review and he was feeling cleaner. All the meter that hormone induced lust was building up again, that slightly drugged, tipsy feeling crept back.

His hands drifted to her capitulum and quietly stroked ... She purred quietly, whispering instructions every now and then about other country he could scrape and stroke. He watched her fur motion as he brushed and stroked, how it gave a glossiness reflectivity as it caught the brightness level, inspected the patterns of tiger landing strip like physique on her coat.

She worked her way down his chest ( not that he had enough to make up a hairy pectus, let alone a furred one ), she slowly methodically worked down each arm, she lingered longer on his right wing, her tongue wrapping around each fingerbreadth, enjoying the lingering taste of her own juices on him.

Tom was embarrassed as he couldn't remember when he live on 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 areas with his finger's breadth, scrunching up her skin and fur, improving his technique based on the feedback from her purring and a making a mental map of her erogenous zones.

He certainly was enjoying this erotic experience, the pleasure of her tongue, slightly rough caressing his hide, plus her heat energy putting him in a mildly euphoric State Department. By the time she got to his private parts, he had a full empire DoS construction pointing at the cap, balls already aching for another snap, her fur tickling and teasing his now ship's boat skin.

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

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

Tom was now able to stroke her tail 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 unbelievable experience, her tail swung side to side, the tip stroke and teasing across his dorsum, allowing him to stroke the root word upwards.

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

He shook his muzzy head to center, turned his upper torso, moved his hands from her arse to her hind ramification, pulling her inwards, then raising her topmost can leg, he got sight of his goals and leaned forward, the drug like province driving him on to pleasure her.

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

His desire to swim in that pool held within her lips was overwhelming, extending his clapper out he delved in, the nectar rushed him again, his head swooning, who needs course of study 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 closest leg over Sarah to range her, so now in the good 69 placement.

Tom automatically thrust his pelvic arch into her, feeling her delicate underbelly comfort his throbbing penis wanting it to get inside. His head buried between her legs, his torso resting on her subdued underbelly, Sarah now on her back, her breasts pressing onto him.

Meeeeooooow, Sarah purred quietly and slightly arched her back, resting her front mitt on his arse, pulling at his face. Then he felt sharp pricks,"She has claws ?"thinking Tom, not razor sharp but precipitous enough, mmmmph he reacted, the claws pulled his cheeks apart, then a finger, clawless probed his anus, tweaking and teased its way in, no human being girl ever did this ! ...

Tom a short uneasy about it, it felt erotic but was too euphoric on Sarah's rut to interest about it, her juices were almost washing over him, bathing in her gender, her purring, she was hitting all his senses.

Sarah denied his tool entry into her sassing, but licked around his chunk, teasing between his thighs and towards his anus and lubricate her probing digit.

He had to close his optic to concentrate his mind, as the drug effect was too neat. It was like floating above your best sex pardner, separated by the softest vibrating eiderdown whilst it caressed and scratched your bum.

"Mount me now, before we waste all your DOE"said Sarah almost throwing him off, landing to one side,

Tom opened his eyes to see her give over, from her back onto all quadruplet, head down, front stage stretching out, her keister raising heights in the air, exposing everything with keister curved high over her reverse back.

She was beautiful, even in this drug like fuzzy haze, 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 ripe make it lastly longer than downstairs"she commanded sternly, a different side to her, but to be fair, she had a point ...

Her fanny rose slightly to make the point ...

He didn't need to be told twice, he half clamber half fell off the bed, stood up, her rear was the most marvelous invitation ever, tail up, anus quivering, her vulva open, juices leaking ...

He edged forward, gripped her tail Qaeda with one hand, her hip of one leg with the other, as soon as the tip of his member touched her damp and felt her backtalk ; she pushed back, so he was fully immersed before he knew it, pulling his foreskin fully back sharply in one slightly painful motility, causing

Tom to suck air in at the pleasurable pain.

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

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

The sleep of the elbow room was now just fuzzy edges to his vision, which was becoming one sex focused tunnel, the narcotized State seemed to sensitize his sexual sens, he was sure he could find her clay raised clitoris rubbing his phallus, as he drove it in & out, never felt this endorse nursing home, with any girl.

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

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

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

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

Tom leant forward, his full free weight now on her back, he opened his mouth, initially getting a speak full of fur but managed to cultivate his sassing and teeth, to pull together a roster of skin beneath and bit ...

"bit HARDER ...."Sarah screeched, so he gathered the pelt fold deeper into his mouth 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 keister backwards onto his prick ... he struggled to rest through fur and tegument in his back talk, but he wasn't going to let loosen the ride of his life.

He be brought his hands from her pelvis, stroking forwards along her easy underbelly and felt for her breasts, using his ovolo to snap her now saucy mamilla, then jot & roll them, between thumb and index finger, she purred agreement"Tom cats don't do that, do it, do it ..."Sarah confirmed.

By digging his elbows into her midriff and pelvic arch, he got better purchase, holding his pungency on her neck to hang on, tweaking her teat and pumping her rear.

He was doubling over thrusting inwards, with her being slightly littler she could charge and writhe in all directions to tug back on his thrusts, with him in control, this was one fantastic rodeo Tom had never been to before.

barker mode with any girl friend was nothing like this, he'd never had a fur bronco beneath him, her body vibrating with purring that transferred through to his dentition, hands, elbows and his dick, it was unbelievable.

Sarah gave one big push, a loud meooow, and then started convulsing in short violent electric jounce like pulsing, pumping vigorously at his throbbing member. Tom held on, matching her as best he could to remain inside her, as she arched almost double, in severely thrusts.

Finally she held onto the fourth late driving force, Tom felt it was like her water had broken, as she climaxed holding the knife thrust in a grind to end, she gasped for air,"Fuck, that was unlikely 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 inaugural time, started to unlax, slow down his jaw and removed his teeth from her neck opening, finally sucking air unhindered into his burning lungs and relaxed to disengage his penis.

"Don't you dare draw out, you've not finished, you are still hard and I can keep going"insisted Sarah.

Tom felt her vagina grip on his dick, he pushed back in, staying inside her he raised himself up to endure, feet still on the floor, eased his back, stretching straightening up, whilst he brought his work force backwards from her knocker back to her hips.

He held onto her rear 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 movement back.

After a few strokes, Tom drifted his hands forwards and upwards, encouraging her to rise up up, tie-up on her rear legs, using her front paw resting on the bed to steady herself.

She pushed back with her rump, arching her back, keeping a gracious smooth straight run in & out of her vagina, which was now a well lubricated, lovesome, silky smooth tunnel, with excess warm cat cum slowly dribbling and creeping down Tom's pegleg.

He brought his bridge player 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 front branch from in front man of her, off the bed to up above her, stretching high up to hold onto a timber hybridizing shaft of light above with her paws.

Her posterior bounced backwards, in time with his long separatrix, using the entire length of his throbbing irradiation, her vagina tightened on each full penetration.

Tom now, with a slightly clear-cut head, focused, enjoying the sex even more, realised that he could never get envisaged sex with her like this that first time he saw her.

Their speech rhythm bounced nicely, purring Sarah arching her spinal column and straits back to rub her head back alongside Tom, even being capable to plant Light Within kissing deal on his cheek ...

Then Tom felt his balls tingle, oh yes !, this was coming together nicely, he moved one hand from her up stretch knocker, upwards to another erogenous zone under one of her forelegs and now it was an easy list forward, opened his mouthpiece, found the spotlight, gathered in that like folding of skin on her neck 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 leg pit harder with one hand and her unfold flattened tit with the other.

He thrust forwards and felt his pre-cum spirt, no going back now and pumped hard and deep for all he was worth.

"yes, yes, hard"Sarah begged, one hard thrust, wow !, a sec push and Sarah spasmed, her electrical shock like climax released Tom, convulsing her muscles, he pumped his own cum deep into her, this triggered another culmination from Sarah who pushing her prat hard back whilst stifling a howler"mmmmmmphhhh ”, Tom held on to his last push, until the last drip from his nut.

listening scratching Tom looked up, Sarah's paws, pushing against the roof ray, to support against his thrust ; claws were fully out and leaving gouges in the wooden beam.

They held themselves pressed, interlocked together, pausing for a short spell, gasping for air, Sarah released her handle on the inscribe beam above, allowing them to cave in forward onto the bed.

Tom rolled off Sarah's back, alongside to look her, both sighing and laughing in the import, lovingly kissing each other, running hands and mitt over each other, claw now retracted smoothing each early out, finding wet patches all over. Sarah started licking Tom again, starting at his boldness, purring.

She sat up, doubled over forwards to lick and clean both his and her cum from between her own ramification, something that enthralled Tom, quite a joke for girls back household, thought Tom.

This just encouraged another twitching pulse in growth of his putz, then Sarah moved onto licking Toms crotch, licking his dick and orb as well, engulfing and sucking on the flaccid but throbbing swollen appendage, looking up smiling at Tom, whilst he lead spread eagle, wiz 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 metre and when finished, curled up with Tom, spooning as they dozed.

Tom woke up cold and shivering, naked, led all on his own ; the holler where Sarah had been was frigid. luminance was still streaming through the windowpane, he went to look, the sea was aristocratic, light cloud streaking across the sky and down on the gage in front of the cottage was Sarah.

Lying sleeping on the grass, just as he had seen her this first light, soaking up the sun, breathing slowly, he watched her for geezerhood through the net drapery, watching each breath, her fur choker in the pushover and then her one fanny legs, slightly tamp the forage, in a sleep driven twitch - just as she did during sex.

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

After a while his optic drifted to the horizon, a few fishing sauceboat were returning home, he noted whilst they had masts, no sails were up, making him enquire as to the tech spirit level of this reality.

The boat were small, in shore types, with the fisherdogs on them, possible only 2 or 3 per sauceboat, on the prow of each was a youthful dog, checking progress and looking at their finish, the beach in the cove.

One boat was already beached up on the pebbles and another being tethered, ready to winch up the beach. Fisherdogs moved around the beach, each with undertaking in deal, carrying boxes, shouting operating instructions or operating the windlass.

He couldn't decide which breed each dog was, not being a big dog buff, he thought the looked like Alsatian but with slightly forgetful hooter.

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 posterior and up a narrow valley with bungalow along the cliff rooftree.

On the beach, one big Brown dog stood on a rock and roll, smoking a clay pipe, cap on, watching the business on the beach, pointing with his tube as he gave instructions or nodding at replies, definitely the top dog.

The pebble beach was almost split in 2 by a little grassy point, reaching out to the shoring business line, climbing up on some constrict rocks, with a supergrass top and a workbench. Sat on the terrace was a smuggled cat, ramification 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 curtains he thought, then realised, the cat was waving at Sarah.

He looked back and the black cat gave another useless moving ridge to a sleeping Sarah, shrugged her shoulder, got up and walked to the vauntingly thatched brick building, nodding and talking with each fisherman dog as they passed, stopping to pay a lot More tending to the large Brown top dog.

Tom realised that this world was alike to his own in many way of life, the great unwashed going to work, living, having families ( Sarah spoke lovingly of her Kittens ) and wondered what it would be like to explore this domain and if her could pass as one of it 's own.

Tom shivered, he was still naked, he couldn't put his cat cum soaked T shirt back on, nor his bust underdrawers. He rummaged through his back pack in the street corner, found what piffling clean gear he had, some lycra shorts and a nice T shirt.

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

Thirsty, he went down to the kitchen, ran some weewee tucking his header under the tap he drank his filling. Whilst leaning over the sink, he smelt that sweet smell creeping on him again, a twosome of manus silkily wrapped around his waist.

Sarah's pass appeared on his shoulders, they leant together and kissed, as their spit met, her paws dropped to his crotch and stroked his penis 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 look her and smiled,"Hmmmm I think so, do we need a label ? but I like the melodic theme, I've left zip behind, no job, no apartment, no married woman or girl, parents are happy on their own, baby happily married in America, so this is a nice way to start afresh"

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

She cooked a nice mix of Pisces, no bones, lightly garnished and spiced, a little breadstuff, but no veg or potatoes, must be a cat thing thought Tom. They sat down to eat and chatted, Tom learnt more about Sarah and the parallel humanity he now wanted to call home.

Continued ....

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