Tom relaxed in the hoop chair as much as he could ; his blood was now starting to run riot again, that perfumed aroma of Sarah on heat was starting to go its trick again.

He looked into Sarah's eyes that shone luminescent green back at him, willing her to conduct his phallus into her mouth again ...

But she got up onto all 4 and turned to him"Quick Tom, gather everything of yours, leave aught down here, get upstairs, the way I was screeching the fisher dogs would have heard me in the side by side county, let alone out to sea, I bet half the village would consume heard me ..."Sarah urgently explained she quickly searched out of the window, just in case there was a mob of pitch branching carrying hot dog coming up the route, but there was nothing ...

Tom stood up from the chairman, pulled his shorts up, catching up his torn and ripped drawers trapping them inside his shorts, he quickly tied his belt, gathered all his holding, backpack and shoes.

He stood up, looking round to check for anything to witness his presence. Sarah pointed at stairs, again with a low entrance ; everything was to suit cat on all fours moving around the house, not world on 2 legs.

He slung his gear over his articulatio humeri and scampered up the stairs, bending low, using one hand to end him falling typeface down, Sarah hot on his cad, nudging him in the bum with her head, giggling naughtily.

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

The way was small but with a large handbasket bed, queen size, window looking out across the sea.

Tom threw his stuff in a recess ; with no clothes to keep CT don't need closet.

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

"You're going to birth to continue here for a spell, so no one puts 2 and 2 together. An unknown human appearing after a 7 year storm will be obvious, thankfully the kitty won't restoration for a few days and I am not due to deliver to crop until my rut subsides.

addition it will be nice to drop 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 professorship here in the bedroom.

"Take off those apparel, you furless thing you, put them in the corner, we'll have to work on out how to wash those later. You are filthy and also need a washing, get on the bed"Sarah's tone was playful and Tom liked this incline of her.

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

Sarah followed onto the bed, as if stalking him, until her nose touched his, licked him on his brim then her glossa followed unit of ammunition to his ear, working slowly but surely, around his ears, neck and face, working to and fro across his face passing his mouth to steal a kiss, sometimes a peck, sometimes a lingering tongue.

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

His bridge player drifted to her ear and quietly stroked ... She purred quietly, whispering educational activity every now and then about other field he could strike and stroke. He watched her fur move as he brushed and stroked, how it gave a gloss reflectivity as it caught the light, inspected the patterns of Panthera tigris striptease like shapes on her coat.

She worked her way down his chest ( not that he had enough to appoint a hirsute chest, let alone a furry one ), she slowly methodically worked down each arm, she lingered longer on his right wing, her tongue wrapping around each finger, enjoying the lingering taste of her own succus on him.

Tom was embarrassed as he couldn't call up when he utmost 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 instructions, stroking the directed areas with his fingers, 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 erotic experience, the pleasance of her tongue, slightly rough caressing his skin, plus her heat putting him in a mildly euphoric state. By the time she got to his genitalia, he had a wide-cut empire state construction pointing at the roof, formal already aching for another shot, her fur tickling and teasing his now cutter skin.

He was slowly drowning in that dessert hormone of hers again, his blood ascent. 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 able-bodied to dive into that fur principal long in and lay waste to it ...

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

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 seat swung side to side, the tip stroking and teasing across his back, allowing him to stroke the radix upwards.

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

He shook his blurry head teacher to concentrate, turned his upper berth torso, moved his hands from her tail to her hind pegleg, pulling her inwards, then raising her uppermost rear leg, he got muckle of his goal and leaned forward, the drug like Department of State driving him on to pleasure her.

As his clapper touched her anus, her hormonal alchemy slugged him again, his promontory nearly exploded, with his head swooning, he focused on his labor, 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 rear ...

His desire to float in that syndicate held within her brim was overwhelming, extending his knife out he delved in, the nectar rushed him again, his head swooning, who needs grade A drugs when you can get this idea 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 straddle her, so now in the wide-cut 69 lieu.

Tom automatically thrust his rosehip into her, feeling her soft underbelly comfort his throbbing member wanting it to get inside. His read/write head buried between her stage, 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 straw man paws on his arse, pulling at his cheeks. Then he felt sharp pricks,"She has claws ?"thought Tom, not razor sharp but keen enough, mmmmph he reacted, the claws pulled his impudence apart, then a finger, clawless probed his anus, tweaking and teased its way in, no man young lady ever did this ! ...

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

Sarah denied his dick entry into her mouthpiece, but licked around his balls, teasing between his second joint and towards his anus and lubricate her probing digit.

He had to shut his eyes to rivet his idea, as the drug effect was too enceinte. It was like floating above your topper sex partner, separated by the softest vibrating eiderdown whilst it caressed and scratched your bum.

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

Tom opened his eyes to see her springiness over, from her binding onto all quartet, head down, movement legs stretching out, her keister raising high in the air, exposing everything with tail curved senior 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 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 intimately crap it last recollective than downstairs"she commanded sternly, a dissimilar side to her, but to be fair, she had a point ...

Her rear rose slightly to form the point ...

He didn't need to be told twice, he half scrambled half fell off the bed, stood up, her ass was the most wonderful invitation ever, chase after up, anus quivering, her vulva open, succus leaking ...

He edged forward, gripped her buns infrastructure with one manus, her hip of one leg with the other, as soon as the tip of his member touched her dampness and felt her lips ; 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 suck air in at the pleasurable pain.

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

Tom pulling back far enough to just keep his penis from popping out, then driving back inwards to grinding pelvis 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 rest of the room was now just fuzzy bound to his imaginativeness, which was becoming one sex focused tunnel, the doped state seemed to sensitize his sexual sentience, he was sure as shooting he could feel her stiff raised clit rubbing his member, as he drove it in & out, never felt this back home, with any girl.

They kept this up, keeping up a tandem bouncing prospicient stroking speech 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 region on the back of her neck.

"Tom cats bite here during sex, trust me it is a BIG go on, bite me NOW, don't worry your dentition won't be sharp enough to hurt me"commanded Sarah..

Tom tend forward, his fully weight now on her back, he opened his mouth, initially getting a mouth full of fur but managed to put to work his sass and teeth, to assemble a roll of bark beneath and bit ...

"Bite HARDER ...."Sarah screeched, so he gathered the peel 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 rear backwards onto his putz ... he struggled to pass off through fur and skin in his back talk, but he wasn't going to let loose the ride of his life.

He be brought his helping hand from her pelvic girdle, stroking forwards along her soft underbelly and felt for her chest, using his thumbs to click her now irreverent nipples, then pinch & roll them, between thumb and forefinger, she purred agreement"Tom cats don't do that, do it, do it ..."Sarah confirmed.

By digging his human elbow into her midriff and hips, he got better leverage, holding his bite on her neck opening to hang on, tweaking her tit and pumping her rear.

He was doubling over thrusting inwards, with her being slightly smaller she could shoot down and twist in all directions to crowd back on his poking, with him in control, this was one fantastic rodeo Tom had never been to before.

barker style with any missy 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, cubitus and his peter, it was unbelievable.

Sarah gave one big push button, a loud meooow, and then started convulsing in unretentive violent galvanizing electrical shock like pulses, pumping vigorously at his throbbing member. Tom held on, matching her as best he could to abide inside her, as she arched almost double, in hard thrusts.

Finally she held onto the fourth rich thrust, Tom felt it was like her waters had broken, as she climaxed holding the thrust in a grind to end, she gasped for air,"screw, that was unconvincing 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 start time, started to slacken, relaxed his jaw and removed his teeth from her neck, finally sucking air unhindered into his burning lungs and relaxed to draw off his penis.

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

Tom felt her vagina bag on his dick, he pushed back in, staying inside her he raised himself up to stand, ft still on the floor, eased his back, stretching straightening up, whilst he brought his helping hand backwards from her breasts back to her hips.

He held onto her posterior hip erogenous geographical zone, gripped, teasing his fingers into her fur and cutis, which she liked and slowly stroked in and out .... Sarah's purring returned ..."meow"she whispered, as she responded by matching apparent motion back.

After a few strokes, Tom drifted his manpower forwards and upwards, encouraging her to uprise up, stand on her rear legs, using her look paw resting on the bed to steady herself.

She pushed back with her buns, arching her vertebral column, keeping a nice smooth straight run in & out of her vagina, which was now a well lubricated, warm, silky smooth tunnel, with superfluous lovesome cat cum slowly dribbling and creeping down Tom's legs.

He brought his hired hand once more than around Sarah's underbelly, raising them to cup her bosom, lifting her up to a standing position and holding her, mmmmmeeeeooooww she concurred. With his quarter round and forefinger he caressed her nipples.

Sarah moved her movement branch from in straw man of her, off the bed to up above her, stretching high up to deem onto a timber cross beam above with her paws.

Her fanny bounced backwards, in time with his foresighted strokes, using the replete duration of his throbbing shaft, her vagina tightened on each full penetration.

Tom now, with a slightly clearer mind, focused, enjoying the sex even more, realised that he could never bear envisaged sex with her like this that first fourth dimension he saw her.

Their rhythm bounced nicely, purring Sarah arching her cover and head teacher back to rub her drumhead back alongside turkey cock, even being able to flora visible radiation kissing pecks on his boldness ...

Then Tom felt his balls tingle, oh yes !, this was coming together nicely, he moved one hand from her up stretched breast, upwards to another erogenous zone under one of her forelegs and now it was an wanton lean forward, opened his oral fissure, found the spot, gathered in that Saame flexure of skin on her neck and bit, not frightened to bite hard this meter ...

Sarah tensed and convulsed backwards

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

It was all he could do to not to be thrown backwards, he bit firmly, gripped on tighter, her presence leg pit harder with one paw and her elongate flattened breast with the other.

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

"yes, yes, severely"Sarah begged, one hard thrust, wow !, a back thrust and Sarah spasmed, her electric shock like climax released Tom, convulsing her muscles, he pumped his own cum deep into her, this triggered another sexual climax from Sarah who pushing her rear hard back whilst stifling a scream"mmmmmmphhhh ”, Tom held on to his final thrust, until the live on drip from his balls.

Hearing scratching Tom looked up, Sarah's paws, pushing against the roof electron beam, to adjudge against his knife thrust ; hook were fully out and leaving dent in the wooden beam.

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

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

She sat up, doubled over forwards to lick and clean both his and her cum from between her own leg, something that enthralled Tom, quite a trick for female child back menage, thought Tom.

This just encouraged another twitching heart rate in growth of his dick, then Sarah moved onto licking Toms crotch, licking his hawkshaw and glob as well, engulfing and sucking on the flaccid but throbbing tumefy member, looking up smiling at Tom, whilst he lead spread bird of Jove, 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 time 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 await, the sea was blue, light swarm streaking across the sky and down on the pasturage in battlefront of the cottage was Sarah.

Lying sleeping on the Mary Jane, just as he had seen her this first light, soaking up the sun, breathing slowly, he watched her for years through the net curtains, watching each breath, her fur ruffle in the breeze and then her one rear peg, slightly tamp the smoke, in a sleep driven twitch - just as she did during sex.

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

After a while his eyes drifted to the view, a few fishing boats were returning household, he noted whilst they had masts, no sail were up, making him wonder as to the tech level of this world.

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

One gravy boat was already beached up on the pebbles and another being tethered, set up to winch up the beach. Fisherdogs moved around the beach, each with tasks in hand, carrying boxwood, shouting education 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 dog but with slightly shorter nozzle.

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 tail and up a peg down valley with cottages along the cliff ridgepole.

On the beach, one big brownness dog stood on a tilt, smoking a clay pipe, cap on, watching the business on the beach, pointing with his pipe as he gave teaching or nodding at reply, definitely the top dog.

The pebble beach was almost split in 2 by a minuscule grassy point, reaching out to the shore line, climbing up on some narrow rocks, with a locoweed top and a bench. Sat on the bench was a smutty cat, branch 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 shoulders, got up and walked to the orotund thatched brick building, nodding and talking with each pekan dog as they passed, stopping to pay a lot to a greater extent care to the bombastic chocolate-brown top dog.

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

Tom shivered, he was still au naturel, he couldn't put his cat cum soaked T shirt back on, nor his snap boxer. He rummaged through his haversack in the corner, found what petty clean gear he had, some lycra shorts and a courteous T shirt.

Pulling up his lycra shorts, he realised, his bum was sore, those dent from Sarah's claws may be Sir Thomas More than he thought. He slipped on his Tee shirt and continued rummaging, he couldn't find his earphone, 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 cesspool, he smelt that sweetness perfume creeping on him again, a pair of paws silkily wrapped around his waistline.

Sarah's chief appeared on his articulatio humeri, they leant together and kissed, as their clapper 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.

"devotee ?"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 mind, I've left nothing behind, no job, no flat, no wife or girl, parents are happy on their own, sister happily married in U.S., so this is a nice way to jump afresh"

"Don't worry Tom, cats aren't after long terminus commitment, I have had other fan, 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 have thought, no impairment done ..."Sarah said and followed it up with a candy kiss.

She cooked a nice mix of fish, no bones, lightly garnished and spiced, a picayune breadstuff, but no veg or Solanum tuberosum, must be a cat thing thought Tom. They sat down to eat and chatted, Tom learnt Thomas More about Sarah and the parallel world he now wanted to call home.

Continued ....

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