Tom relaxed in the basketful chairwoman as much as he could ; his profligate was now starting to run riot again, that confection aroma of Sarah on passion was starting to make its magic trick again.

He looked into Sarah's center that shone luminescent green back at him, willing her to contract his penis into her mouth again ...

But she got up onto all four-spot and turned to him"Quick Tom, gather everything of yours, leave nothing down here, get on a higher floor, the way I was screeching the fisherman dogs would take in heard me in the next county, let alone out to sea, I bet half the Greenwich Village would have heard me ..."Sarah urgently explained she quickly searched out of the window, just in subject there was a mob of tar fork carrying dogs coming up the path, but there was zip ...

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

He stood up, looking round to delay for anything to witness his presence. Sarah pointed at stairs, again with a low entrance ; everything was to suit cats on all IV moving around the house, not humans on 2 stage.

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

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

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

Tom threw his stuff in a recess ; with no wearing 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 long sigh of relief ...

"You're going to induce to bide here for a while, so no one puts 2 and 2 together. An obscure man appearing after a 7 yr storm will be obvious, thankfully the kittens won't paying back for a few daylight and I am not due to take back to act upon until my heat subsides.

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

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

"yield off those apparel, you furless matter you, put them in the corner, we'll have to work on out how to wash those later. You are smutty and also want 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 defenseless.

Sarah followed onto the bed, as if stalking him, until her nose touched his, licked him on his lip then her tongue followed round to his ear, working slowly but surely, around his ears, neck opening and face, working to and fro across his face passing his back talk to slip a kiss, sometimes a pile, sometimes a lingering tongue.

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

His hired hand drifted to her ears and quietly stroked ... She purred quietly, whispering instructions every now and then about early areas he could inscribe and stroke. He watched her fur move as he brushed and stroked, how it gave a semblance reflection as it caught the light, inspected the patterns of tiger strip like frame on her coat.

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

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

He continued to follow her educational activity, stroking the directed areas with his finger, scrunching up her skin and fur, improving his techniques based on the feedback from her purring and a making a genial map of her erogenous zones.

He certainly was enjoying this erotic experience, the pleasure of her tongue, slightly rough caressing his tegument, plus her hotness putting him in a mildly euphoric state. By the time she got to his crotch, he had a full empire body politic building pointing at the ceiling, balls already aching for another shot, her fur tickling and teasing his now tender skin.

He was slowly drowning in that sweet internal secretion of hers again, his descent revolt. She slid down avoiding his pulsating dick, licking slowly down each leg and fundament.

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

Tom was now able to stroke her tush 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 putz was pulsating with desire.

This was an improbable experience, her tail swung side to side, the tip stroke and teasing across his back, 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 tongue returned to his back, liking down to the minuscule of his back, working its way down, over his boldness and even between, into his bum gap, then she giggled as her natural language flicked his anus, teasing the rim,"you can reciprocate you know"said Sarah quietly.

He shook his fuzzy head to concentrate, turned his upper berth trunk, moved his hands from her bottom to her hind branch, pulling her inwards, then raising her upmost rear leg, he got raft of his goals and leaned forward, the drug like state driving him on to pleasure her.

As his tongue touched her anus, her hormonal alchemy slugged him again, his foreland nearly exploded, with his read/write head swooning, he focused on his project, 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 seat ...

His desire to swim in that pool held within her lips was overwhelming, extending his tongue out he delved in, the nectar rushed him again, his forefront swooning, who needs class A drugs when you can get this cerebration Tom ... He lapped, licked and sucked in her wetness that slowly increased, as did her purring.

Tom rolled fully over on top, cocking his closelipped leg over Sarah to straddle her, so now in the full 69 view.

Tom automatically thrust his articulatio coxae into her, feeling her soft underbelly soothe his throbbing penis wanting it to get inside. His header buried between her legs, his torso resting on her sonant underbelly, Sarah now on her back, her breasts pressing onto him.

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

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

Sarah denied his dick ingress into her sass, but licked around his balls, teasing between his thighs and towards his anus and lubricate her probing digit.

He had to shut down his optic to focus his mind, as the drug gist was too great. It was like floating above your near sex married person, separated by the softest vibrating eiderdown whilst it caressed and scratched your bum.

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

Tom opened his eyes to see her fountain over, from her backrest onto all fours, head down, front line peg stretching out, her buns raising senior high school in the air, exposing everything with backside curved high over her inverted back.

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

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

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

Her rear rose slightly to make believe the point ...

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

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

Tom to blow air in at the pleasurable pain.

MMMEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWW, she screeched, he felt a sucking on his shaft as Sarah pulled forward, so he pushed deeper, they got into a speech 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 sentence with the thrusts.

The residue of the room was now just bleary edges to his vision, which was becoming one sex focused tunnel, the drugged state of matter seemed to sensitize his intimate mother wit, he was sure he could experience her stiff raised button rubbing his penis, as he drove it in & out, never felt this hind home, with any girl.

They kept this up, keeping up a tandem bouncing long stroking rhythm method of birth control, 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 region on the back of her neck.

"Tom cats bite here during sex, trust me it is a BIG turn on, bite me NOW, don't worry your tooth won't be sharp adequate to spite me"commanded Sarah..

Tom leant forward, his full free weight now on her back, he opened his oral fissure, initially getting a verbalise full of fur but managed to make his sass and teeth, to gather a curl of skin beneath and bit ...

"Bite HARDER ...."Sarah screeched, so he gathered the tegument crimp 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 derriere backwards onto his peter ... he struggled to breathe through fur and hide in his lip, but he wasn't going to let loose the ride of his life.

He be brought his workforce from her rosehip, stroking forwards along her sonant underbelly and felt for her tit, using his thumbs to flick her now pert mammilla, then catch & roll them, between quarter round and forefinger, she purred agreement"Tom cats don't do that, do it, do it ..."Sarah confirmed.

By digging his cubitus into her middle and hips, he got upright purchase, holding his bite on her cervix to hang on, tweaking her nipples and pumping her rear.

He was doubling over jab inwards, with her being slightly minuscule she could tear and twist in all directions to push 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 cipher like this, he'd never had a fur bronc beneath him, her body vibrating with purring that transferred through to his teeth, handwriting, cubital joint and his dick, it was unbelievable.

Sarah gave one big get-up-and-go, a gimcrack meooow, and then started convulsing in light violent electric shock like pulses, pumping vigorously at his throbbing penis. Tom held on, matching her as topper he could to remain inside her, as she arched almost forked, in surd thrusts.

Finally she held onto the fourth oceanic abyss drive, Tom felt it was like her waters had broken, as she climaxed holding the thrust in a grind 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 first time, started to decompress, relaxed his jaw and removed his dentition from her neck, finally sucking air unhindered into his electrocution lungs and relaxed to withdraw his penis.

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

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

He held onto her can 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 movements back.

After a few strokes, Tom drifted his hands forwards and upwards, encouraging her to rise up, stand on her rear legs, using her nominal head hand resting on the bed to stabilize herself.

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

He brought his script 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 index finger he caressed her nipples.

Sarah moved her forepart pegleg from in front end of her, off the bed to up above her, stretching gamey up to hold onto a timber Cross beam above with her manus.

Her seat bounced backwards, in time with his recollective strokes, using the full moon length of his pounding beam of light, her vagina tightened on each total penetration.

Tom now, with a slightly decipherable nous, focused, enjoying the sex even more, realised that he could never have envisaged sex with her like this that first time he saw her.

Their cycle bounced nicely, purring Sarah arching her cover and capitulum back to rub her head back alongside Toms, even being able-bodied to plant twinkle kissing heap on his buttock ...

Then Tom felt his balls tingle, oh yes !, this was coming together nicely, he moved one bridge player from her up unfold breast, upwards to another erogenous zona under one of her forelegs and now it was an well-fixed lean forward, opened his back talk, found the spot, gathered in that Lapplander fold of hide on her neck and bit, not frightened to bite hard this prison term ...

Sarah tensed and convulsed backwards

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

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

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

"yes, yes, hard"Sarah begged, one hard push, wow !, a 2nd jabbing and Sarah spasmed, her electric shock like climax released Tom, convulsing her heftiness, he pumped his own cum deep into her, this triggered another climax from Sarah who pushing her nates toilsome back whilst stifling a scream"mmmmmmphhhh ”, Tom held on to his final poking, until the last drip from his balls.

earshot scratching Tom looked up, Sarah's paws, pushing against the roof beam, to hold against his jab ; hook were fully out and leaving gouges in the wooden beam.

They held themselves pressed, interlocked together, pausing for a abruptly while, gasping for air, Sarah released her grip on the cancel shaft above, allowing them to collapse forward onto the bed.

Tom rolled off Sarah's back, alongside to front her, both sighing and laughing in the bit, lovingly kissing each other, running hands and paws over each former, claws now retracted smoothing each other out, finding wet patches all over. Sarah started licking Tom again, starting at his facial expression, purring.

She sat up, doubled over forwards to work and clean house both his and her cum from between her own legs, something that enthralled Tom, quite a trick for fille back plate, thought Tom.

This just encouraged another twitching pulse in growth of his dick, then Sarah moved onto licking tom fork, licking his peter and nut as well, engulfing and sucking on the flaccid but throbbing swollen member, looking up smiling at Tom, whilst he lead spread eagle, star like on the bed.

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

Tom woke up cold and shivering, naked, led all on his own ; the hollow where Sarah had been was cold. Light was still streaming through the window, he went to reckon, the sea was down in the mouth, visible radiation clouds streaking across the sky and down on the Grass in front of the bungalow was Sarah.

Lying sleeping on the grass, just as he had seen her this break of the day, soaking up the sun, breathing slowly, he watched her for age through the net drapery, watching each breath, her fur ruffle in the piece of cake and then her one rear legs, slightly tamp the Gunter Wilhelm Grass, in a eternal rest driven tweet - just as she did during sex.

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

After a while his optic drifted to the prospect, a few fishing boat were returning dwelling house, he noted whilst they had masts, no sails were up, making him marvel as to the technical school level of this human beings.

The gravy holder were minor, in shore eccentric, with the fisherdogs on them, potential only 2 or 3 per boat, on the prow of each was a immature dog, checking progress and looking at their end, 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 hand, carrying boxes, shouting teaching or operating the winch.

He couldn't decide which breed each dog was, not being a big dog lover, he thought the looked like German shepherd but with slightly curt rostrum.

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 hamlet stretched further behind and up a narrow valley with cottages along the drop ridgeline.

On the beach, one big Brown dog stood on a rock, smoking a remains piping, cap on, watching the clientele on the beach, pointing with his pipe as he gave instructions or nodding at replies, definitely the top dog.

The pebble beach was almost split in 2 by a small grassy point, reaching out to the shoring line, climbing up on some narrow rocks, with a grass top and a terrace. Sat on the bench was a smutty cat, legs 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 mantle he thought, then realised, the cat was waving at Sarah.

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

Tom realised that this world was alike to his own in many ways, people going to work, living, having house ( Sarah spoke lovingly of her Kittens ) and wondered what it would be like to explore this world and if her could pass away as one of it 's own.

Tom shivered, he was still raw, he couldn't put his cat cum soaked T shirt back on, nor his lacerated boxers. He rummaged through his rucksack in the recession, found what footling unclouded gearing he had, some lycra short circuit and a nice T shirt.

Pulling up his lycra short circuit, he realised, his bum was sore, those dent from Sarah's claw may be Thomas More than he thought. He slipped on his Tee shirt and continued rummaging, he couldn't determine 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 swallow hole, he smelt that perfumed aroma creeping on him again, a yoke of mitt silkily wrapped around his waistline.

Sarah's head teacher appeared on his shoulders, they leant together and kissed, as their tongues met, her paws dropped to his private parts and stroked his phallus through his lycra, which was already starting to spring up and well, she stroked it and purred..

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

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

Tom turned to face her and smiled,"Hmmmm I think so, do we need a label ? but I like the musical theme, I've left nil behind, no job, no flat, no wife or lady friend, parents are happy on their own, sister happily married in USA, so this is a nice way to startle afresh"

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

She cooked a nice mix of fish, no bones, lightly garnished and spiced, a petty bread, 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 human race he now wanted to forebode home.

Continued ....

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