Kitty

by Vincent

My girlfriend has an obsession with my yesteryear buff. 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"make water dear,"it was much too flowery sweet for her. It was not at all fitting with the way she enjoyed sex. She preferred the raw, the computer graphic, she wanted her foul talk straight up. She used Good Book like"fuck"when she wanted the kind of information that would get her all wet ; when she said"fuck"I knew it was my missionary station to stoke the flames of her desire, and I was very in all probability to get my encephalon fucked out that night. She said"screwing"when she was a little more contemptuous of my past, and then I had to view my words, or I might end up sleeping in the Edgar Guest way that night. She could be exasperatingly specific in her inquisition : how long did the sex last, were the girls more or less noisy than her, their preferred positions, did they let me cum inside their twat. She often told me I was the Best lover she had ever had and I think she wanted to get an idea of how she fared on my listing of lovers. I'm not the kind of guy to compare McIntosh to Granny Kate Smith, but I can say this girl was very unique in her tasting and desires, and she took me to places I'd never been before. She always wanted to try something new, fuck in strange places, in new positions, there were sempiternal fantasy that needed to be explored. I don't want to encroach upon her concealment, but I can say we styled many interesting experience for ourselves. One of her fantasy was to watch me love another fille. She figured the burning jealousy would ride her into a frenzy of desire, but I was a little more skeptical of the estimate. I was crazy about Kay and never wanted to do anything that might affect our relationship.

So it wasn't out of character reference at all for her to suggest during dinner at our favored Tai office, that I take her to one my old run grounds and fuck her in the toilet for dessert. Our unspoiled choice for this endeavor was a alien's bar in America-mura, with old article of furniture and watered down beverage. It's popular as a hook-up blank space for those particular form of Japanese missy for whom naught but a fat gaijin stopcock could ever fulfil their desires for a thorough shagging. I would never go there except for the barren pool mesa and the assurance that for the price of two potable and cab menu I could get laid.

We arrived. Balabushka's was the public figure of the place. Being a week Night it was its usual one-half full moon. There were a few strange guys shooting pool, hanging around too long after their shifts at any of the numerous language schools in the area, dressed in their employment clothes, draw loosed. Cues in one paw and one-half good jockeys of beer in the other, they were trying to drink as much as possible while happy time of day prices last. Most of these guys were sweet from university without much ambition early than to get drunk every day. They thought they were living the good life because at long in conclusion they had a few bucks in their pockets. There were a few other chemical group scattered around the tables and sofas, boys and miss together, or just girls, or just guy cable looking around to see if they could constitute eye physical contact with the girls, granting them the commendation they required to attempt striking up a conversation, hopefully leading to a more in demand character of coition. It all seemed rather silly and tedious to me after all these yr. That had been me once, but suppose I've become the type of guy who appreciates the groovy liaison of a more entrust relationship.

I hadn't been to Balabushka's for five eld and the place looked exactly the like. It had looked thirty years past due for a restoration back then, too. We got a couple of beers at the bar, about the but tolerable thing to salute in a station like this, found an empty John Wilkes Booth by the wall and sat down. Kay immediately began to grill me regarding any past exploit originating in this over worn venue. She kept pointed out early girls in the spot and asking me I'd like to have it off this one or that one.

I enhanced my exploit as best as my imagination would allow. The more than I could get her worked up over write up of hot sex and wanton gratification the firmly 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 missy, already drunk and crazy, dancing on the table with their dame pulled up to their waists, and how I took them up to the attic one by one to ring in the new year by fusing genitalia. The chronicle were clearly having an gist ; Kay pulled my hand down between her stage, slid it into her panty and made me rub her pussy while I talked. She was very moist and my finger had no worry finding their way inside.

I was about to separate her the write up of the Halloween political party from a few years ago ; every year it's a wild view with naughty nurse and deteriorate Walter Elias Disney princesses, but this one somehow ended up with several naked intertwined bodies passed out on a bed in a love life hotel with composition of respective costumes mingled together on the floor, imitating the bodies. However, just at that fourth dimension an acquaintance I had not seen since my language teaching mean solar day recognized me, and after a little chit chat he challenged me to a biz of pocket billiards. Kay told me to go ahead as she needed to use the ladies room. Maybe she needed to finish herself off.

I hadn't touched a cue in respective years. I was quickly dispatched and my friend was obligated to have the challenge of the next contender. I was relieved to get back to my more crucial concern. I moseyed back to the booth anticipating a recommencement of our conversation, but my piffling 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 jackpot,"Kay said. We exchanged our hello and I sat down next to Kay.

"No, no,"kitty-cat said in the favorable way possible,"sit here."She patted the bottom next to her, signaling that she wanted to be the center of conversation. Kay gave an approval smile, so I shifted over to the other end of the booth.

Kitty was dressed in a pixilated black shirt cut low in the front exposing a very lovely cleavage ; I thought it must be a leotard as it fit very snugly. She had on black dungaree suddenly that barely covered her ass, and sinister socks that came up over her knees. Her jet black hair contrasted with her creamy, blench skin. She had a cute round face and big unripened eyes. I couldn't William Tell if she was Japanese or Caucasian language, but in my mind I decided she must be the Cartesian product of mixed factor that well-nigh often result in a looker that is knockout to fix. Anyway, the girl was gorgeous, and made so much more desirable by the copious blank titty being constrained by her top.

As I sat down she gave a little yelp.

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

"I'm so good-for-naught,"I returned sarcastically, thinking I was playing along with a joke, as I raised my stern end off of the keister. She pulled a long, black, sleek and shinny cat butt from underneath me and laid it across her lap. I was a little taken aback. Not only did this girl have a tail assembly, she seemed to be wearing some kind of pitch-dark baseball glove that made her work force into cat hand. I couldn't decide if I should express joy or beg her apology, but I did admire such dedication to her fetich that she would give the use of her fingers.

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

Then I noticed the young lady had boastfully black furry cat ear coming out of her oral sex. They protruded directly from her haircloth, and at first spate didn't seem to be attached to her head by any devise former than being attached to her brain. Dangling from a pitch-dark leather leash around her neck opening was a Au tag that said"Naughty Kitty ”.

"fountainhead, you are a pot, 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 mordant cat. I'm sure 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 concerned in the topic,"she said he is all alone. That sounds so lonely"

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

"Why don't you come be his champion, Kitty ?"Kay jumped in,"I'm sure he'd sleep with having a Friend like you, and you seem well behaved. You won't loot up the couch, will you ?"Kay started stroking Kitty's buttocks. It seemed to flick and founder on its own accord.

"Maybe, but I eat more tuna than your intermediate house cat,"she said,"and I'm oh so faineant. I would lie around in bed all day licking myself if you let me."The little girl smiled at each other.

"well, I might just seduce you do that. Are you two old friends, 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 somebody to keep her ship's company,"Kitty added.

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

They both replied in the affirmatory.

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

"I'd like milk, in a saucer."pool replied with a sweet smile.

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

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

"They don't have any saucers, but the bartender gave me a couple of lawn bowling they use for peanuts."

Kitty poured her milk into the bowl and Kay followed suit. I expected pussycat to put her face down and lap up the milk with her tongue, but she didn't. She took the trough between her paws and raised it to her lip and gently sipped the milk from the border.

"That is a unspoilt trick for a kitty-cat, very refined. Who trained you to do that ?"I said.

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

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

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

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

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

"You are absolutely rightfield,"Kay said. She bent her face down to the mesa and began jabbing her tongue into her bowlful of milk. She was making a good deal of the job, milk wetting her face and splashing all over the table.

"Try like this,"pool said,"curl your clapper so it makes a pocket, and go slowly. See."pool's pink tongue delicately slid out between her lip and entered the bowl without a splattering. She drew it back in quickly dragging a stream of milk into her rima oris. I knew I was witnessing something special. We gave her a little applause.

"Oh, you're just,"Kay said admiringly, and improved her try according to the direction. I drank my beer quietly as my two fellow giggled incessantly between circle of milk.

We spent the rest of the evening talking in cat doctrine of analogy and taking go petting pussy'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 charm and ravisher of this fiddling kitten.

However much fun we were having it was getting to be about that time, and after exchanging inter-group communication we tried to pretend our goodbye.

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

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

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

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

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



I rescued Ren from under an air conditioning unit across the street from my apartment, but actually I rescued the locality from the noise he'd been making for two days. He was a little gray tabby cat who fit in the palm of my hand. I have always loved computed axial tomography, so the sight of a incapacitated small fur ballock in my hand melted my heart. In a month he had turned completely melanise and tripled in size, but despite a dyad of quirkiness he turned out to be a real sweetie. The affair 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 limit with a quick nip or a swat of the paw. He seems proudest when he draws rakehell.

This is why I was absolutely floored when we arrived at my apartment. Before we could even bump off our brake shoe Ren was rubbing against Kitty's branch and meowing to be picked up. We had a little chuckle at Ren's welcome, and Kitty obliged the cat by taking him into her munition. He turned into the sweetest cat ever. He rubbed his capitulum under Kitty's mentum and purred so loudly I thought it might wake the neighbors. He absolutely would not let her put him down which gave me the delicious opportunity to take away Kitty's pitch blackness in high spirits top sneakers for her.

We made our way to the aliveness elbow room and sat on the sofa preserving the order we seem to suffer natural fallen into. Our conversation focused on the joyousness of khat and how anyone would benefit from associating with felid friends. Ren sat on pussy'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 persona in my thinker as if it happened in tedious question, though it may have occurred in only a secondly. The conversation paused, Kay and puss turned to look into each others eyes, the green gazing into the deep brown. With just their eyes, in that split second, they seemed to communicate a feeling mutual and mutually understood. They closed their optic, moved their brim closer and began to kiss. It was the tenderest kissing I had ever seen. I was at once aroused and jealous. I could see their backtalk forming around each others'and instant of their tongues mingling as they explored each others'mouth with their own. Instinctively their hands began to prompt over the others body, moving from berm to neck to chest, down over their abdomen, their branch, their asses. Their script began to run underneath their clothes. I made the hardihood move of taking Ren from puss's lap and putting him on the coffee board. My own desire was growing beyond simpleness, I didn't want to spoil this magic moment unfolding in front of me, but I knew I had to risk joining in.

kitten was turned away from me. I noticed her shorts had been tailored to allow her fag end to stick out at a natural Angle just around the tailbone, rather than having to stick out the top of her shortstop in an ill-chosen direction. I was very rum to get hold out how it was attached and looking forward to finding out. I brushed my hired man down her shoulder and arm, and let it come in to rest on her hip. Kay's paw slid over to mine and she wove her fingers into mine. pool slowly peeled away from Kay's back talk and turned to me.

"I guess you need to be kissed, too,"her oculus smiled as wide as her backtalk.

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

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

I raised my free hand up to her face and gently held her cheek in my palm tree. She leaned her human face into my hand as I moved my lip to hers. It was ecstasy sharing those passionate kiss I she had just been exchanging with my girlfriend. The softness of her backtalk thrilled me ; I was intoxicated by her natural language mingling with mine with such affectionate grace. I'm trusted Kay had been just as thrilled by kitten's kisses.

I still held Kay's hand, my other around pussy's neck opening. Kay's other hand was moving over pot's glower binding and ass as she rested her head on kitty's shoulder while giving the bare skin of her arm fiddling kisses. Kitty had one hired hand on my side, and I saw with her early she had lifted up the hem of Kay's dress and was rubbing her manus over her pantie, her fingers exploring for the boundary to realize approach. Her fingerbreadth disappeared under the framework and I knew she had found what she was searching for. Kay started grinding her hips against Kitty's hand.

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

"What can I say, I'm a juicy little girl,"Kay said, receiving kitty-cat's renewed kisses.

"I'd like to taste some of that juice,"Kitty whispered,"Would you like that ?"“ Uh-huh."Kay pulled her dress off over her head and tossed it on the floor. Kitty moved her kisses to Kay's cervix and chest.

I took this opportunity to gratify my curiosity about Kitty's tail. While the fille were kissing and discovering private places with their fingers I turned to look Kitty and kneeled on the base in presence of her. I began kissing her thighs just above the hem of her wind sock and slowly kissed my way towards her shorts. Her second joint were amazingly voiced and creamy. I tried sliding my natural language under the hem of her short, but it was just too wet. I reached up with my paw, unbuttoned the top of her shorts and slowly slid down the zipper.

"I don't want to draw out your tail,"I said, looking up into her eyes.

"Here, let me,"she said. She raised her hips and pulled her tail relieve from the jam in the spinal column of her short pants."Ok, you're good to go."She went back to kissing Kay and exploring her pussy with her fingers. Kay had her handwriting on puss's breast. I pulled her boxershorts to the floor. Her panty were jet black. It contrasted provocatively with the whiteness of her thigh. I resumed my pursuit for the origin of her butt. I kissed and nibbled her panties over her kitty-cat. I let my lingua vamper under the edges, seeing how far I could reach inside without pulling them aside with my hand. The smell and warmness of her pussy was filling my head with a half-baked desire I could barely control. My cock was exceedingly hard and very uncomfortable, begging to be set disengage from the simpleness of my dungaree.

I was dying to sample her snatch. I slid both my hands, from inside her thigh, under both cheeks of her ass and exhort my sassing into her hummock, forcing the fabric of her panty inside the diffuse slit of her pussy with my sassing and knife making a delightful cameltoe. I reached up to grab the top of her panties to overstretch them off, and then realizing these weren't her panties. I remember my guess at the bar that she was wearing a unitard, and these had no snaps between her legs. My effort had been foiled, this was going to take up some work and I needed to rethink my strategy. I had an overwhelm desire to lick pussy, so I moved over to the next girl. I didn't see how, but Kay had her panty 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 kitty-cat's hand a little nybble and she moved it up to cup Kay's white meat. I took the opportunity to indulge in her endearing bald grab.

Kay had a lilliputian pussycat, almost like a child's, all her piddling flower petal are tucked in deep between her puffy labia. I have never been able to fit two fingerbreadth inside comfortably, and I've always wondered how my cock fits into such a cockeyed trap, her saving grace is that she gets very wet. After a piddling work rubbing my peter along her orifice, coating me with her wetness, guiding myself inside her is always snug and smooth stroke. Kay kept herself clean shaven, so it was always a delight to go down on her. I began doing my best study. I licked up and down her swell up labia, worked around her tender folds in circular motions and darted my glossa in and out of the scuttle of her vagina. I tickled her perineum with my tongue and licked in and around her anus. With my other hand I reached over and started rubbing kitty-cat's pussy. My finger's breadth felt under her leotard and found the incoming of her cunt. She was dripping wet and my digit found a welcoming place to play. Both miss were beginning to catch one's breath heavily.

Kay was leaning back across some pillows with one bridge player over her eyes and the other on pussy's shoulder in a stupor of ecstasy, while Kitty was kissing and biting her tit. She was making retentive sigh, I could tell her pleasure flowed through her consistency in Wave. I sensed she was edging towards an orgasm.

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

She came down on the story next to me and I pushed Kay's leg wide apart so we could both fit our mouths on her kitty. One leg was over the armrest, the other pulled up on the couch. pot began licking her twat, I was licking her cunt, our cheeks pressed together like two kittens trying to suckle at the mammilla. Our glossa would mingle together as we both tried to enter her kettle of fish, then we'd switch to buss each former and then back to pussy duty. It only took a few minute before Kay's hip began to buck wildly and she let out a growling groan. I knew she was having one of the best orgasms of her aliveness. 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 time to make you feel just a little jealous,"kitty-cat said to Kay. She pulled her off the sofa with both hands and they wrapped their arms around each other, pressing their bodies together in a passionate favorable hug. Taking Kay by the handwriting she led her into the chamber. She sat her down in my leather desk chair.

"Now you sit there and don't move."Kitty opened the closet and pulled out two tie. She returned to Kay and tied both custody to the armrests of the chair. She seemed to be very good with Calidris canutus, it seemed Kay wouldn't be able-bodied to escape. She looked a little nervous 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 wicked happen.

"You are not allowed to do that,"pussycat scolded me in a grave, but still playful spirit,"You stand right-hand there and wait for me."

I was a footling taken aback at the sudden modification of demeanor, but I was intrigued as to what she was up to, and decided to obey her completely. How could I chance ruining what will likely be one of the advantageously sexual experiences of my life ? Kay was nude statue, tied to a chair, facing the bed. I was fully clothed, but dying to convert that spot, pussy was left only in her body suit, capitulum and tail. Kitty stood out of arms reach in front man of me ; we were all still with expectation. At this point Holy Scripture would only detract from the titillation of our experience.

Kitty stared into my heart as she slowly pulled one arm out of her leotard and then the other. If a nuclear dud had gone off side by side door I don't think I would take in been capable to look away. She grabbed both arm, and at a snail 's pace peeled the leotard down over her body. With a bound her breasts emerged simultaneously. They were magnificent. Large and translucent, they seemed as fragile as cotton candy and floated high gear on her chest. She had large pale nipples that faded seamlessly into the innocence of her skin. They were the most luscious matter I had ever seen. I was losing all ego control, my desire to advertise her down on the bed and choose those sweet similitude in my mouth was overbearing. I could see by Kay's gapping smile she was also very ingrain. jackpot continued her slow ecdysiast and I thought I would die. Her delicate white-hot skin continued down her stomach, she exposed her navel point, pierced with a gold cat. She continued peeling the leotard down over her hips and finally revealed her pussy. She wasn't completely shaved, she had a low patch of short Shirley Temple Black pubic tomentum cut in the shape of a cat head. She pulled the cat suit over her second joint and let it flow to the level. Kay and I both noticed at the same prison term that her nates was still attached and shot each other a quick spirit of surprisal and delight.

kitty got down on all fours and slinked over to me like a cat. She rubbed her head and soundbox against my second joint as she crawled around and between my legs. Now we could clearly see that the tail emanated directly from her mother fucker, and must be held in home by some kind of hype. The implications and theory raced through my intellect. This girl was incredibly dedicated to her fetish, I was incredibly surd. She slid up my eubstance until she was completely standing, wrapping her branch tightly around me and rubbing her nude body against mine. My helping hand instinctively began to run over her ass. She started unbuttoning my shirt. She kissed every man of new skin that she exposed as she worked her way down my torso. Kay was straining in the professorship, trying to give her snatch with her fingers to get a little relief from her unbearable foreplay, but not quite being able to cause it. Kitty reached my wasteland and I finished with my shirt by pulling my weapon out and tossing it across the room. She unbuttoned my jean and pulled down the zip fastener. She grabbed the denim and my underwear together and pulled them down together. My cock slipped out the rubber band waistcloth and hit her in the cheek. The girls laughed and pot seemed to be delighted at the treasure she had discovered. I was relieved to be set disengage from the confines of my pant. She gave my rooster just a little buss.

Kitty led me over to the bed, pushed me down on my back and laid down on her stomach between my legs, her face column inch from my hammer. She looked over to Kay to make sure she had her full aid. Kay had given up trying to touch herself and was showing polarity of great hurt. Kitty gave her a very juicy smile. With one mitt around my balls she took my prick into her oral cavity. She made a tight suction with her lips and moved her spit all over my shaft while gently squeezing my testicle. To say the sense experience was terra firma shattering would be an understatement. I knew I would cum if she kept this up for more than than a moment as all my tautness and anticipation came flooding out through the tall genius, but I wasn't about to cash out early on this junket. My end was to wear out both girls and lead them deeply satisfied, with sore kitty-cat to prompt them of the experience. Every meter I felt myself getting anywhere close to climax I made her stop.

I wanted to experience the whole young lady. I grabbed her under her branch and pulled her up even with me. We kissed and pressed our consistency together in a vagabond hug across the bed. I pinned Kitty on her back and began to buss down her consistence. She moaned softly as I kissed her cervix, her chest of drawers ; my lips moved over her chest and I took her teat in my mouthpiece, I licked and nibbled, first one and then the other. They were as soft and luscious as I had imagined. I began to kiss down her breadbasket ; I looked to the side and saw that kitty and Kay were staring into each others eyes. puss was making snuggling gesture at Kay with her lips. Looking anguished, Kay was obviously having some regrets about letting herself be tied down, and was strained at her bonds. I could recount Kay was feeling jealous and left out. Later she told me it was like burning up inside. She was dying to be touched and held. She had an overwhelming desire to induce kitty-cat and I pleasure her together. Kitty looked a little self satisfied that she was the cause of this frenzied emotion.

After a brief swirl around Kitty's navel I continued my journeying to the Promised Land. I undertook to pass on no curve or chap unexplored and no shade of garden pink untasted. Licking her cunt was intoxicating, the smelling, the wetness, the soft petals of her chess opening filled me with incredible lecherousness. I went into a pussy licking cult. Licking from her button, over her tumesce vulva, I searched the inner break of her labia and stabbed my clapper deep into her hole. I kissed my way across her perineum and swirled my tongue around her shit. From the speech sound she was making I figured she was enjoying herself. The wetness from her twat dripped down between her legs and lubricated her ass. I grabbed the base of her tooshie and gently pulled, it offered some resistance.

"Do you heed,"I asked,"I might want to use this pickle later."

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

I tugged a little harder and I could see the plug Menachem Begin to emerge from her cocksucker. It was melanise and oval, a little smaller than an egg. Another little twist and it reached the critical protuberance, the thing shot out of her ass and landed two feet across the bed, her asshole instantly closed back up into a star. It was so precious and sexy I had to drive my lingua as cryptic as I could into her slight Brown University sunflower.

As wonderful as oral sex can be, nada beatniks respectable old fashioned fucking. I wanted to be inside pool since the moment I sat on her keister at the bar. I moved my way up the girl, retracing my steps with kiss. I reached the top and our lips met in a reunification of tongues. My hip joint were between her stage. I took my cock in hand and gently rubbed the read/write head up and down the opening of her puss, covering my large purple glans penis with her natural lube. I teased her around the curtain raising ; I put in the very tip and pulled it out again, I rubbed my scape up and down her labia. Both girls were going screwball. Kay was in her president whimpering"no, no, hump me, no, no"over and over to herself. pussycat had her legs fan out wide, staring down at my cock and biting her lip. This might get been the greatest import of my living and I was wondering how yearn I could ready the tensity last between these two miss. Kay cracked first, she blurted out,"semen on and fuck the girl !"We all laughed and jackpot,"please,"so nicely I couldn't resist.

I pushed the full length of my stopcock directly into little pinkish puss with the kitty head pubes. There was slight immunity at first, then the labia parted and my head slid in. I stopped at that point and gave her a few brusque quick strokes to wee-wee for sure she was ok. Some girlfriend can't call for a peter of my size right away, they need to be acclimated to it, or the sex could end up being irritating for them. I learned that through experience. I eased my beam of light in and out of her slit, giving her the longest strokes possible, and pressed my hips against her second joint at the determination of each stroke. I could finger my peter pushing against her cervix ; I went as deep as I could, driving her uterus into her abdomen. After a few full accident 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 barb of my cock. Her mouth straining surface as if she wanted to scream, but no sound came out. After what seemed like an inordinately long time she relaxed her clench and smiled at me. We looked over to Kay and it seemed like she might start crying.

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

"doe that mean you have to take your rooster out of me ?"

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

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

"I think I can crap that promise."

I reluctantly pulled my stopcock out of Kitty. We got up and each unbrace one Kay's bonds.

"You guy rope are bastards. I thought you were going to exit me there all dark,"Kay complained.

"Never sweetheart,"I replied,"Don't you know that giving you puzzle orgasms is my unharmed purpose in life ?"

"Well, you'd better. I'm so frustrated right now I would cum if you just blew on my cunt."she said.

"Then my plan is working perfectly,"Kitty said.

She took Kay by the handwriting over to the bed and sat her pile. She slowly spread Kay's legs apart, drew her mouth faithful and blew a calm stream of air into her pussy.

"Did you cum ?"she asked.

"Oh, you are a racy kitty. You had practiced punch this thing like it was clean cream or you aren't getting any cat treats."

Kitty took her orders and began to give Kay a thorough tongue lashing. Judging from Kay's groan she was just as good at licking pussy as she was at sucking cock. The lot of these two beautiful women engaging in this intimate sex act right hand in front of me was breathtaking. I had to grapple my own rooster to hold open it from exploding. Kay laid back on the bed and moaned, Kitty, on her knees, had her font buried in my girlfriend's pussy and her ass was sticking into the air. Her twat was beckoning me enter. I kneeled behind pot and buried replaced my cock all the way inside her dripping kitty with one shot. We went on in this conformation for at least 20 arcminute.

Kay finally spoke up,"You've tortured me all dark being tied up in that chair. I think it's about time you both paid me some special attention. I want to be in the midway"We disengaged, got a potable of water system and rearranged ourselves. Kay laid flat on the bed. I was sitting up between Kay's pegleg, with her stage spread over my thighs. Her ass was slightly elevated by pillows so she could be well-to-do while my turncock still had a estimable angle to enrol her pussy. kitten was straddled across Kay's case, slightly bent forward, giving Kay's tongue honorable access to her cunt while avoiding impaling her asshole on Kay's nose. This put Kitty's brass right in front of mine, so we took the opportunity to smile at each other and buss while we took our pleasure. This lieu was fun, but a little awkward and I didn't last long before my peg began to cramp up and it had to be abandoned.

We ended up lying on the bed next to each other letting our hands run over each others bodies, touching and rubbing each other's limited situation and chatting about folderal. It was then we noticed Ren was sitting on the vanity staring at us. Kitty invited him to conjoin us, but he just sat and watched. Kay pointed out that she had not yet been fucked sufficiently this Night and I was neglecting my responsibilities. Kitty concurred, so I rolled over on top of Kay and skid my shaft inside. I did some nice easy stroking for five minutes, making sure to get all the Angle and motility, then Kitty declared that it was her bend. I moved gracefully over to Kitty and gave her some of my best missionary position moves. For the next time of day or so I went back and forth between the two girls. The daughter not being fucked would amuse herself by playing with the others breasts, or rubbing my ass, or just getting a drink of water. They kept a tally of how many clip they had come. Their final dozens numbering in the teens.

The dawn couldn't have been more than an hour off. I thought the little girl might be getting timeworn and if they were satisfied I'd really like to vaunt my incumbrance.

"You just have one more than thing to do before you can cum,"pussycat said,"You made me a promise."She turned over on the bed, got up on her articulatio genus with her foreland low and her ass way up in the air."I want it where the bottom goes."

Kay gave me a look as if she were very interested in seeing that. I have never done anal with Kay, I was too big for her tiny asshole and she is too frightened she would get permanently damaged.

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

I got the lube out of my chest and cleaned off kitten's tail plug. I told Kay to deform over. She instantly understood what I had in mind and didn't hesitate for a moment. We'd been having too much fun for her to back out now and she willingly complied. I lubed up the plug and rubbed a good amount inside Kay's dickhead with my finger. I kissed the cheeks of her ass and gently slid the golosh plug into her ass. It went in much More easily than I had expected. Kay immediately began to stroke her new appendage with one hand and her slit with the early. I turned my attention to Kitty, who was still in the Sami position and gave her ass and my cock the like lubricant treatment I'd given Kay and the rear hype. Her bastard was tight, but with a little longanimity my dick slipped in fairly easily. bastard are more mesomorphic than kitty-cat and can fascinate pretty knockout. kitten kept gently squeezing my shaft. I knew I wouldn't cobbler's last long at this point.

Kay slid underneath and started kissing Kitty's pussy while still playing with her own. She occasionally reached her tongue over and drub my ball. This was More than I could stand, I had reached my limit. I fought as hard as I could to cling to the top of the spate, but it was heroic cause. I think I screamed as my whole body started to convulse. I kept cumming and cumming ; I must take shot a pint of jizz into Kitty's ass. I'd never cum so violently before in my life. I think the young lady came too because they got loud. We all collapsed on the bed and began sharing exhausted osculation among the three of us. We were thoroughly spent and all drifted off to kip clinging together. The following morning the encore was a little more educate but no less enjoyable.

Since that night Kay and pot have become close friends. Kay has gotten herself a cat costume of the Siamese variety and they often go out to wager together. I am under considerable pressure to become a Maine nigger .