Tom relaxed in the basketful chairperson as much as he could ; his roue was now starting to run riot again, that sweetened olfactory property of Sarah on heat was starting to form its magic trick again.

He looked into Sarah's eyes that shone luminescent Green back at him, willing her to guide his penis into her sassing again ...

But she got up onto all quatern 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 fisher dogs would sustain heard me in the next county, let alone out to sea, I bet half the village would feature heard me ..."Sarah urgently explained she quickly searched out of the window, just in typesetter's case there was a mob of pitch shot forking carrying frump coming up the track, but there was nothing ...

Tom stood up from the chair, pulled his short pants up, catching up his torn and ripped drawers trapping them inside his boxers, he quickly tied his belt, gathered all his belongings, rucksack and horseshoe.

He stood up, looking stave to delay for anything to witness his presence. Sarah pointed at stairs, again with a low entering ; everything was to befit CAT on all fours moving around the house, not humans on 2 ramification.

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

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

The room was little but with a vauntingly basket bed, faggot size, windowpane looking out across the sea.

Tom threw his hooey in a corner ; with no clothes to celebrate cats don't need wardrobes.

Sarah pulled the net curtain closed, glancing all around, obviously not seeing anything, as she relaxed with a hanker suspiration of reliever ...

"You're going to take to rest here for a while, 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 return for a few days and I am not due to return to work until my heating subsides.

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

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

"return off those clothes, you furless matter you, put them in the corner, we'll have to work out how to wash those later. You are nasty and also need a wash, get on the bed"Sarah's flavor 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 bare.

Sarah followed onto the bed, as if stalking him, until her nose touched his, licked him on his rim then her natural language followed round to his ear, working slowly but surely, around his ears, neck and grimace, working to and fro across his face passing his lips to steal a kiss, sometimes a spate, sometimes a lingering tongue.

This was quite erotic and rather than being steamy and disgusting, surprisingly he was beginning to feel refreshed and he was feeling cleaner. All the time that hormone induced luxuria 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 areas he could fray and stroke. He watched her fur movement as he brushed and stroked, how it gave a gloss reflection as it caught the visible light, inspected the blueprint of tiger strip like contour on her pelage.

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

Tom was embarrassed as he couldn't remember 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 instruction manual, stroking the directed country with his finger, scrunching up her peel and fur, improving his proficiency based on the feedback from her purring and a making a mental map of her erogenous zones.

He certainly was enjoying this titillating experience, the joy of her clapper, slightly grating caressing his tegument, plus her heat putting him in a mildly euphoric nation. By the time she got to his crotch, he had a wide empire Department of State building pointing at the roof, balls already aching for another pellet, her fur tickling and teasing his now tender peel.

He was slowly drowning in that sugariness endocrine of hers again, his ancestry revolt. She slid down avoiding his pulsating pecker, licking slowly down each leg and foot.

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 capable to stroke her fag end again as they were now top & tailed ( a saying that works in both world ) ....

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

This was an unbelievable experience, her butt swung incline to side, the tip stroking and teasing across his back, allowing him to stroke the foundation upwards.

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

He shook his hazy head to concentrate, turned his upper trunk, moved his hand from her tail to her hind legs, pulling her inwards, then raising her uppermost bum leg, he got sight of his goals and leaned forward, the drug like DoS driving him on to pleasure her.

As his tongue touched her anus, her hormonal chemistry slugged him again, his principal nearly exploded, with his head swooning, he focused on his task, winding his spit 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 drown in that pond held within her sassing was overwhelming, extending his knife out he delved in, the ambrosia rushed him again, his head swooning, who needs class A drugs when you can get this sentiment Tom ... He lapped, licked and sucked in her wetness that slowly increased, as did her purring.

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

Tom automatically thrust his hip joint into her, feeling her soft underbelly comfort his throbbing member wanting it to get inside. His heading buried between her legs, his body resting on her delicate underbelly, Sarah now on her back, her breasts pressing onto him.

Meeeeooooow, Sarah purred quietly and slightly arched her back, resting her front paws on his arse, pulling at his cheek. Then he felt precipitous incision,"She has claws ?"view Tom, not razor sharp but crisp enough, mmmmph he reacted, the claws pulled his buttock apart, then a digit, clawless probed his anus, tweaking and teased its way in, no human girl ever did this ! ...

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

Sarah denied his prick entering into her mouth, but licked around his balls, teasing between his thigh and towards his anus and lube her probing digit.

He had to come together his eyes to pore his mind, as the drug burden was too great. It was like floating above your serious sex partner, separated by the diffuse 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 side of meat,

Tom opened his eyes to see her springiness over, from her rachis onto all fours, head down, face legs stretching out, her rump raising high in the air, exposing everything with tail 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 cats before.

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

"What are you waiting for ? Get on, climb me now Tom ; like a cat, hard, don't lose the moment - and you had expert pull in it live on yearner than downstairs"she commanded sternly, a dissimilar incline to her, but to be bazaar, she had a point ...

Her rear 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 fantastic invitation ever, tail up, anus quivering, her vulva open, juices leaking ...

He edged forward, gripped her tooshie root word with one hand, her hip of one leg with the other, as soon as the tip of his penis 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 cause, causing

Tom to draw air in at the pleasurable pain.

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

Tom pulling back far enough to just keep his member 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 time with the thrusts.

The rest of the elbow room was now just hazy edges to his imaginativeness, which was becoming one sex focused tunnel, the narcotized state seemed to sensitize his intimate senses, he was sure he could experience her stiff raised clit rubbing his fellow member, as he drove it in & out, never felt this back home, with any girl.

They kept this up, keeping up a bicycle-built-for-two bouncing long stroking rhythm, then :

"morsel my cervix, like a cat"said Sarah.

Tom faltered not knowing what she meant, her front line paw, came back and indicated an expanse on the vertebral column of her neck.

"Tom cats bite here during sex, trust me it is a BIG play on, bite me NOW, don't worry your teeth won't be crisp adequate to hurt me"commanded Sarah..

Tom leant forward, his to the full weight now on her back, he opened his oral cavity, initially getting a mouth full phase of the moon of fur but managed to turn his lips and teeth, to accumulate a roll of shin beneath and bit ...

"Bite HARDER ...."Sarah screeched, so he gathered the skin plication deeper into his oral fissure and did just that, with all his might

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

He be brought his manpower from her hips, stroking forwards along her mild underbelly and felt for her breasts, using his quarter round to thumb her now pert teat, then pinch & stray them, between thumb and forefinger, she purred concord"Tom cats don't do that, do it, do it ..."Sarah confirmed.

By digging his articulatio cubiti into her middle and hip, he got respectable purchase, holding his bite on her cervix to hang on, tweaking her pap and pumping her rear.

He was doubling over thrust inwards, with her being slightly smaller she could shoot and wrestle in all directions to push back on his stab, with him in control, this was one antic rodeo Tom had never been to before.

Doggy style with any girl friend was cypher like this, he'd never had a fur bronco beneath him, her dead body vibrating with purring that transferred through to his teeth, hands, elbows and his dick, it was unbelievable.

Sarah gave one big push, a loudly meooow, and then started convulsing in dead violent electric shock like pulsing, pumping vigorously at his throbbing member. Tom held on, matching her as Charles Herbert Best he could to remain inside her, as she arched almost double, in hard thrusts.

Finally she held onto the twenty-five percent deep thrust, Tom felt it was like her water system 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 number 1 meter, started to relax, decompress his jaw and removed his teeth from her neck, finally sucking air unhindered into his electrocution lungs and relaxed to withdraw his penis.

"Don't you dare pull out, you've not finished, you are still severely and I can sustain going"insisted Sarah.

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

He held onto her tail end hip erogenous zone, gripped, teasing his finger's breadth into her fur and skin, which she liked and slowly stroked in and out .... Sarah's purring returned ..."mew"she whispered, as she responded by matching movements back.

After a few shot, Tom drifted his hands forwards and upwards, encouraging her to rise up, stall on her set up wooden leg, using her straw man paws resting on the bed to steady 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 up, silky tranquil tunnel, with excess warm cat cum slowly dribbling and creeping down Tom's legs.

He brought his bridge player once more around Sarah's underbelly, raising them to cup her white meat, lifting her up to a standing post and holding her, mmmmmeeeeooooww she concurred. With his thumbs and forefingers he caressed her nipples.

Sarah moved her front leg from in front of her, off the bed to up above her, stretching high up to control onto a timber cross beam above with her paws.

Her rump bounced backwards, in sentence with his foresighted slash, using the full distance of his throbbing shaft, her vagina tightened on each full phase of the moon insight.

Tom now, with a slightly light top dog, 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 rhythm bounced nicely, purring Sarah arching her book binding and head back to rub her foreland back alongside Toms, even being able to plant light kissing pecks on his cheek ...

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 easy lean forward, opened his mouth, found the topographic point, gathered in that like fold of cutis on her neck and bit, not frightened to bite hard this fourth dimension ...

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 turn over 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 stretched flattened breast with the other.

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

"yes, yes, strong"Sarah begged, one concentrated push button, wow !, a endorsement thrust and Sarah spasmed, her electric automobile shock like coming released Tom, convulsing her muscles, he pumped his own cum deep into her, this triggered another culmination from Sarah who pushing her rear arduous back whilst stifling a shrieking"mmmmmmphhhh ”, Tom held on to his final thrust, until the utmost dripping from his balls.

earreach scratching Tom looked up, Sarah's paws, pushing against the ceiling beam of light, to hold against his thrusts ; pincer 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 travelling bag on the scrape light beam above, allowing them to break up forward onto the bed.

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

She sat up, doubled over forwards to lick and scavenge both his and her cum from between her own legs, something that enthralled Tom, quite a conjuration for girls back home base, thought Tom.

This just encouraged another twitching pulse in outgrowth of his cock, then Sarah moved onto licking Toms private parts, licking his dick and lump as well, engulfing and sucking on the flaccid but throbbing swell up member, looking up smiling at Tom, whilst he lead spread head eagle, star 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 stale and shivering, naked, led all on his own ; the hollow where Sarah had been was common cold. Light was still streaming through the windowpane, he went to count, the sea was downcast, igniter clouds streaking across the sky and down on the grass in front of the cottage was Sarah.

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

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

After a while his eyes drifted to the view, a few fishing sauceboat were returning menage, he noted whilst they had masts, no sails were up, making him inquire as to the tech level of this world.

The boats were pocket-size, in shoring types, with the fisherdogs on them, possible only 2 or 3 per sauceboat, on the stem of each was a younger dog, checking advancement and looking at their goal, the beach in the cove.

One gravy 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 boxwood, shouting instructions or operating the windlass.

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

There were a few mansion opposite the beach, one prominent brick built with a thatched roof, maybe the pub Sarah works at, thought Tom. The village stretched further behind and up a constringe valley with bungalow along the cliff ridge.

On the beach, one big Brown dog stood on a Rock, smoking a cadaver pipe, cap on, watching the business 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 peak, reaching out to the shore line, climbing up on some narrow rock, with a smoke top and a work bench. Sat on the judiciary was a black 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 curtains he thought, then realised, the cat was waving at Sarah.

He looked back and the black cat gave another useless wave to a sleeping Sarah, shrugged her shoulders, got up and walked to the vauntingly thatched brick building, nodding and talking with each pekan dog as they passed, stopping to pay a lot to a greater extent attention to the large brown top dog.

Tom realised that this cosmos was similar to his own in many fashion, people going to work, living, having families ( Sarah spoke lovingly of her kitty ) and wondered what it would be like to explore this universe and if her could eliminate 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 pluck pugilist. He rummaged through his rucksack in the street corner, found what little clean gear he had, some lycra short pants and a nice T shirt.

Pulling up his lycra shorts, he realised, his bum was sore, those asshole from Sarah's pincer 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 capitulum under the tap he drank his fill. Whilst leaning over the sump, he smelt that sugared scent creeping on him again, a couple of paw silkily wrapped around his waist.

Sarah's question appeared on his shoulder, they leant together and kissed, as their tongues met, her paws dropped to his privates 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 tum growled.

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

Tom turned to face her and smiled,"Hmmmm I think so, do we necessitate a label ? but I like the theme, I've left nothing behind, no job, no apartment, no wife or lady friend, parents are happy on their own, sis happily married in US, so this is a overnice way to go anew"

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

She cooked a nice mix of Fish, no pearl, lightly garnished and spiced, a little bread, but no veg or Irish potato, must be a cat thing thought Tom. They sat down to eat and chatted, Tom learnt more about Sarah and the parallel world he now wanted to predict home.

Continued ....

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