jackpot

by Vincent

My girlfriend has an obsession with my past lover. I lie in bed with Kay and she presses me for details of how I had made dear with them. Although she would never use those words"make love,"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 graphic, she wanted her dirty talk of the town straight up. She used Word of God like"fuck"when she wanted the kind of information that would get her all wet ; when she said"fuck"I knew it was my mission to stoke the flame of her desire, and I was very likely to get my brains fucked out that Night. She said"screw"when she was a little more contemptuous of my past, and then I had to watch my words, or I might end up sleeping in the guest room that night. She could be exasperatingly particular in her Inquisition : how long did the sex finally, were the girls more or less noisy than her, their preferent positions, did they let me cum inside their kitty-cat. 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 variety of guy to compare McIntosh to gran David Smith, but I can say this fille was very unique in her tastes and desires, and she took me to position I'd never been before. She always wanted to try something new, fuck in strange places, in new positions, there were endless fantasy that needed to be explored. I don't want to infringe upon her privacy, but I can say we styled many interesting experience for ourselves. One of her illusion was to watch me sleep together another girl. She figured the burn jealousy would motor her into a hysteria of desire, but I was a little more skeptical of the theme. I was loony about Kay and never wanted to do anything that might affect our relationship.

So it wasn't out of character at all for her to suggest during dinner at our deary Thai place, that I take her to one my old hunting yard and jazz her in the toilet for afters. Our best alternative for this endeavor was a alien's bar in America-mura, with old furniture and watered down drinks. It's popular as a hook-up place for those peculiar kind of Nipponese miss for whom nothing but a fat gaijin cock could ever satisfy their desires for a thorough shagging. I would never go there except for the free pool tables and the assurance that for the price of two drinks and cab fare I could get laid.

We arrived. Balabushka's was the figure of the station. Being a week dark it was its usual half replete. There were a few strange guys shooting pocket billiards, hanging around too long after their shifts at any of the numerous lyric schools in the area, dressed in their work apparel, ties loosed. cue stick in one hand and one-half full moon jockeys of beer in the other, they were trying to wassail as much as possible while felicitous hour prices last. nearly of these guys were novel from university without a good deal ambitiousness former than to get drunk every day. They thought they were living the expert life because at long final they had a few bucks in their pockets. There were a few other groups scattered around the tables and sofas, son and girls together, or just girl, or just guy cable looking around to see if they could prepare eye liaison with the girls, granting them the approval they required to attempt striking up a conversation, hopefully leading to a more want type of relation. It all seemed rather silly and tedious to me after all these twelvemonth. That had been me once, but suppose I've become the type of guy who appreciates the greater closeness of a more place kinship.

I hadn't been to Balabushka's for five age and the post looked exactly the same. It had looked thirty eld past due for a redevelopment back then, too. We got a couple of beers at the bar, about the but adequate matter to wassail in a topographic point like this, found an hollow booth by the wall and sat down. Kay immediately began to grill me regarding any by exploits originating in this over get into locus. She kept pointed out other girls in the place and asking me I'd like to love this one or that one.

I enhanced my exploit as best as my imagination would allow. The More I could get her worked up over storey of hot sex and wanton satisfaction the strong she was going to fuck me when our sentence came. I told her stories of the New Year's Eve we had spent here. We hooked up with a group of female child, already sot and crazy, dancing on the table with their skirts pulled up to their waists, and how I took them up to the loft one by one to ring in the new year by fusing privates. The stories were clearly having an outcome ; Kay pulled my manus down between her wooden leg, slid it into her panties and made me rub her pussy while I talked. She was very moist and my finger's breadth had no trouble finding their way inside.

I was about to tell her the narrative of the Halloween party from a few years ago ; every year it's a dotty scene with risque nurses and deteriorate Disney princesses, but this one somehow ended up with several naked intertwined bodies passed out on a bed in a love hotel with while of various costumes mingled together on the floor, imitating the dead body. However, just at that metre an acquaintance I had not seen since my linguistic process teaching day recognized me, and after a fiddling chit chat he challenged me to a game of syndicate. Kay told me to go ahead as she needed to use the peeress room. Maybe she needed to finish herself off.

I hadn't touched a cue in various days. I was quickly dispatched and my ally was obligated to accept the challenge of the succeeding competition. I was relieved to get back to my more crucial business. I moseyed back to the John Wilkes Booth anticipating a resumption of our conversation, but my trivial Kay was not alone. She was sitting with another Young madam. They were sitting fairly close and seemed to be chatting as if they were old booster. As I walked up they both turned to me and smiled.

"This is Kitty,"Kay said. We exchanged our hellos and I sat down next to Kay.

"No, no,"Kitty said in the favorable way possible,"sit here."She patted the seat following to her, signaling that she wanted to be the center of conversation. Kay gave an approving smile, so I shifted over to the other end of the booth.

kitty-cat was dressed in a tight disastrous shirt cut low in the front exposing a very pin-up cleavage ; I thought it must be a leotard as it fit very snugly. She had on black dungaree short that barely covered her ass, and black drogue that came up over her genu. Her jet black fuzz contrasted with her creamy, blench tegument. She had a cute daily round face and big park eyes. I couldn't William Tell if she was Nipponese or Caucasian, but in my thinker I decided she must be the Cartesian product of mixed genes that most often result in a beauty that is hard to delimitate. Anyway, the girl was gorgeous, and made so much more desirable by the ample Andrew D. White chest being constrained by her top.

As I sat down she gave a petty yelp.

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

"I'm so sorry,"I returned sarcastically, thinking I was playing along with a put-on, as I raised my rear end off of the seat. She pulled a long, sinister, sleek and shinny cat fundament from underneath me and laid it across her lap. I was a little taken aback. Not only did this girl have a rear, she seemed to be wearing some kind of black baseball mitt that made her helping hand into cat hand. I couldn't decide if I should laugh or beg her apology, but I did look up to such dedication to her voodoo that she would sacrifice 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 hazards of being a cat."

Then I noticed the girl had large black furry cat ears coming out of her head. They protruded directly from her hair, and at first gear passel didn't seem to be attached to her head by any devise other than being attached to her question. Dangling from a inkiness leather collar around her cervix was a Au tag that said"Naughty pussycat ”.

"wellspring, you are a kitty, aren't you ?"I said,"I hope I didn't scathe you. Are you ok ?"

"I'm fine."

"What a happenstance, I live with a blacken cat. I'm indisputable 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 interested in the subject,"she said he is all alone. That sounds so lonely"

"That's true, but I guess that's another fortune of being a cat. At this level it would be risky trying to find him a companion."I said.

"Why don't you come be his friend, pool ?"Kay jumped in,"I'm sure he'd be intimate having a friend like you, and you seem well behaved. You won't wampum up the sofa, will you ?"Kay started stroking kitty-cat's tail. It seemed to flick and flop on its own accord.

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

"Well, I might just make you do that. Are you two old supporter, 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 soul to keep her company,"puss added.

"Was I gone that long ? I beg your forgiveness, my devout. Let me do it up to you. Can I get you girls a drink ?"

They both replied in the approving.

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

"I'd like Milk River, in a saucer."Kitty replied with a sweet smile.

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

"Me too, I'll have milk…in a dish antenna,"added Kay, with a big grin on her nerve. I returned from the bar with two glassful milk and a beer.

"They don't have any saucer, but the bartender gave me a match of pipe bowl they use for peanuts."

kitty poured her Milk River into the stadium and Kay followed suit. I expected jackpot to put her face down and lap up the milk with her spit, but she didn't. She took the pipe bowl between her paws and raised it to her brim and gently sipped the milk from the sharpness.

"That is a good trick for a puss, very refined. Who trained you to do that ?"I said.

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

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

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

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

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

"You are absolutely right,"Kay said. She bent her face down to the tabular array and began jabbing her glossa into her bowling ball of Milk. She was making a raft of the job, Milk River wetting her face and splashing all over the table.

"Try like this,"Kitty said,"curl your tongue so it makes a scoop, and go slowly. See."Kitty's pink tongue delicately slid out between her lip and entered the bowl without a splatter. She drew it back in quickly dragging a stream of milk into her mouth. I knew I was witnessing something exceptional. We gave her a footling applause.

"Oh, you're good,"Kay said admiringly, and improved her exertion according to the instruction. I drank my beer quietly as my two companions giggled incessantly between laps of milk.

We spent the rest of the evening talking in cat analogies and taking turns petting puss's nates. 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 beauty of this little kitten.

However much fun we were having it was getting to be about that time, and after exchanging link we tried to make our goodbye.

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

"I'd lovemaking to satisfy 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 come with us and you meet him tonight ?"Kay asked. She had never asked a fille to come home with her before.

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

We jumped into a taxi and sat in the Saame rules of order for the ride back to our berth. Kitty, in the middle, squeezed between Kay and me, began to purr.



I rescued Ren from under an air conditioning whole across the street from my apartment, but actually I rescued the neighborhood from the noise he'd been making for two days. He was a piddling hoary tabby cat who fit in the palm of my hand. I have always loved computed tomography, so the slew of a incapacitated short fur chunk in my bridge player melted my ticker. In a month he had turned completely black and tripled in size, but despite a couple of crotchet he turned out to be a rattling sweetie. The matter about Ren is he's very protective of his personal infinite. He doesn't like to be held and rarely submits to being petted. He will let you fuck if you have crossed a boundary with a prompt nip or a swat of the paw. He seems proudest when he draws blood.

This is why I was absolutely floored when we arrived at my apartment. Before we could even bump off our shoes Ren was rubbing against pussy's ramification 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 arms. He turned into the sweetest cat ever. He rubbed his psyche under Kitty's chin and purred so loudly I thought it might wake the neighbour. He absolutely would not let her put him down which gave me the delightful opportunity to absent pool's black high top stoolpigeon for her.

We made our way to the life room and sat on the sofa preserving the order we seem to have natural fallen into. Our conversation focused on the joyousness of cats and how anyone would benefit from associating with felid friends. Ren sat on Kitty's lap, turning his head word toward each of us as we spoke as if he were a company to the banter. I remember this future part in my mind as if it happened in slack gesture, though it may stimulate occurred in only a bit. The conversation paused, Kay and pool turned to look into each others eyes, the green gazing into the deep brown. With just their eyes, in that instant, they seemed to carry a feeling mutual and mutually understand. They closed their eyes, moved their brim closer and began to buss. It was the crank fondling I had ever seen. I was at once aroused and envious. I could see their lips forming around each others'and flash lamp of their knife mingling as they explored each others'sass with their own. Instinctively their hands began to move over the others torso, moving from shoulder to make out to chest, down over their abdomen, their legs, their asses. Their hands began to move underneath their apparel. I made the audacious move of taking Ren from kitten's lap and putting him on the java table. My own desire was growing beyond constraint, I didn't want to spoil this magic moment unfolding in front of me, but I knew I had to take a chance connection in.

kitty-cat was turned away from me. I noticed her boxershorts had been tailored to allow her tail to stick out at a lifelike angle just around the tailbone, rather than having to flummox out the top of her shorts in an awkward focus. I was very curious to find out how it was attached and looking forward to finding out. I brushed my deal down her shoulder and arm, and let it come to rest on her hip. Kay's bridge player slid over to mine and she wove her fingers into mine. Kitty slowly peeled away from Kay's sass and turned to me.

"I guess you need to be kissed, too,"her heart smiled as wide as her sassing.

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

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

I raised my unloosen mitt up to her face and gently held her cheek in my palm. She leaned her face into my hand as I moved my mouth to hers. It was transport sharing those passionate kisses I she had just been exchanging with my girl. The softness of her lip thrilled me ; I was intoxicated by her spit mingling with mine with such warm grace. I'm sure Kay had been just as thrilled by pussycat's kisses.

I still held Kay's hand, my former around Kitty's neck. Kay's other hired hand was moving over kitten's lower spinal column and ass as she rested her head on pool's shoulder while giving the bare skin of her arm petty buss. puss had one hand on my side, and I saw with her other she had lifted up the hem of Kay's frock and was rubbing her hand over her panties, her fingers exploring for the sharpness to gain admission. Her fingers disappeared under the fabric and I knew she had found what she was searching for. Kay started grinding her hips against Kitty's hand.

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

"What can I say, I'm a juicy miss,"Kay said, receiving jackpot's renewed kisses.

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

I took this opportunity to live up to my peculiarity about Kitty's tail. While the girls were kissing and discovering buck private places with their fingers I turned to face Kitty and kneeled on the floor in forepart of her. I began kissing her thighs just above the hem of her wind cone and slowly kissed my way towards her shorts. Her thighs were amazingly soft and creamy. I tried sliding my glossa under the hem of her shorts, but it was just too cockeyed. I reached up with my hands, unbuttoned the top of her short and slowly slid down the zipper.

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

"Here, let me,"she said. She raised her hip and pulled her tail unfreeze from the gob in the spine of her short."Ok, you're good to go."She went back to kissing Kay and exploring her pussy with her fingers. Kay had her mitt on Kitty's breast. I pulled her shorts to the floor. Her panties were jet disastrous. It contrasted provocatively with the innocence of her thighs. I resumed my quest for the origin of her tail. I kissed and nibbled her panties over her pussy. I let my natural language tease under the edges, seeing how far I could touch inside without pulling them aside with my paw. The olfactory modality and warmth of her kitty-cat was filling my top dog with a crazy desire I could barely hold. My dick was exceedingly hard and very uncomfortable, begging to be set free from the restraints of my jeans.

I was dying to try her kitty. I slid both my hands, from inside her thigh, under both cheek of her ass and agitate my mouth into her hill, forcing the fabric of her panty inside the soft slit of her pussy with my sass and tongue making a delightful cameltoe. I reached up to grab the top of her pantie to pull them off, and then realizing these weren't her pantie. I remember my hypothesis at the bar that she was wearing a cat suit, and these had no snaps between her wooden leg. My efforts had been foiled, this was going to contract some work and I needed to rethink my strategy. I had an overwhelming desire to lap kitty-cat, so I moved over to the side by side female child. I didn't see how, but Kay had her panties 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's hand a footling nibble and she moved it up to cup Kay's breasts. I took the opportunity to cosset in her lovely bald-pated bit.

Kay had a tiny pussy, almost like a tyke's, all her little petals are tucked in deep between her puffy labia. I have never been able to fit two fingers inside comfortably, and I've always wondered how my cock convulsion into such a mingy hole, her saving free grace is that she gets very wet. After a slight work rubbing my shaft along her first step, coating me with her wetness, guiding myself inside her is always snug and smooth stroking. Kay kept herself pick shaven, so it was always a delight to go down on her. I began doing my skillful work. I licked up and down her well up labia, worked around her supply ship folds in circular motions and darted my lingua in and out of the opening of her vagina. I tickled her perineum with my tongue and licked in and around her anus. With my former hand I reached over and started rubbing Kitty's puss. My fingers felt under her unitard and found the entrance of her pussycat. She was dripping wet and my finger's breadth found a welcoming berth to play. Both girls were beginning to respire heavily.

Kay was leaning back across some pillows with one deal over her middle and the other on pussy's shoulder in a stupefaction of ecstasy, while pool was kissing and biting her nipples. She was making farsighted sigh, I could tell her pleasure flowed through her body in waves. I sensed she was edging towards an orgasm.

"Come down her, kitten. I want you to help 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 base next to me and I pushed Kay's legs across-the-board apart so we could both fit our mouths on her snatch. One leg was over the armrest, the other pulled up on the sofa. Kitty began licking her pussy, I was licking her pussy, our boldness pressed together like two kittens trying to suckle at the teat. Our tongues would amalgamate together as we both tried to enter her mess, then we'd shift to buss each other and then back to pussy responsibility. It only took a few minutes before Kay's hip joint began to shoot wildly and she let out a growling groan. I knew she was having one of the best orgasms of her life story. pussy 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 meter to make you feel just a little jealous,"kitten said to Kay. She pulled her off the sofa with both hands and they wrapped their arms around each former, pressing their organic structure together in a passionate well-disposed hug. Taking Kay by the hand she led her into the bedroom. She sat her down in my leather desk chair.

"Now you sit there and don't move."Kitty opened the cupboard and pulled out two tie. She returned to Kay and tied both hands to the armrests of the chair. She seemed to be very good with knots, it seemed Kay wouldn't be able-bodied to get by. She looked a minuscule skittish 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 horrific happen.

"You are not allowed to do that,"pussy scolded me in a serious, but still playful tincture,"You stand decent there and look for me."

I was a lilliputian taken aback at the sudden change of demeanor, but I was intrigued as to what she was up to, and decided to obey her completely. How could I take a chance ruining what will likely be one of the best sexual experiences of my life ? Kay was nude, tied to a chairwoman, facing the bed. I was fully clothed, but dying to change that spot, pool was left only in her leotard, ears and tail end. Kitty stood out of implements of war reach in forepart of me ; we were all silent with anticipation. At this point Word of God would only detract from the tickle of our experience.

puss stared into my heart as she slowly pulled one arm out of her cat suit and then the early. If a nuclear bomb had gone off next door I don't think I would experience been able to appear away. She grabbed both sleeve, and at a escargot '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 delicate as cotton confect and floated senior high school on her chest. She had expectant picket teat that faded seamlessly into the whiteness of her skin. They were the most delectable things I had ever seen. I was losing all self ascendancy, my desire to push her down feather on the bed and consider those sweet Gemini the Twins in my sassing was overbearing. I could see by Kay's gapping smiling she was also very impressed. Kitty continued her slow strip show and I thought I would die. Her delicate White River hide continued down her stomach, she exposed her umbilicus, pierced with a atomic number 79 cat. She continued peeling the unitard down over her hip joint and finally revealed her snatch. She wasn't completely shaved, she had a humble darn of abruptly black pubic hair cut in the SHAPE of a cat head. She pulled the leotard over her thighs and let it fall to the level. Kay and I both noticed at the Lapp fourth dimension that her tail was still attached and shot each other a warm look of surprisal and pleasure.

Kitty got down on all 4 and slinked over to me like a cat. She rubbed her read/write head and body against my second joint as she crawled around and between my stage. Now we could clearly see that the tail emanated directly from her SOB, and must be held in place by some sort of plug. The implications and theory raced through my psyche. This fille was incredibly dedicated to her fetish, I was incredibly hard. She slid up my body until she was completely standing, wrapping her arm tightly around me and rubbing her naked body against mine. My hands instinctively began to run over her ass. She started unbuttoning my shirt. She kissed every piece of new skin that she exposed as she worked her way down my torso. Kay was straining in the chair, trying to get to her kitty-cat with her finger's breadth to get a little moderation from her unbearable arousal, but not quite being able to throw it. Kitty reached my barren and I finished with my shirt by pulling my weapon out and tossing it across the room. She unbuttoned my dungaree and pulled down the zip fastener. She grabbed the blue jean and my underclothing together and pulled them down together. My hammer slipped out the elastic waistband and hit her in the expression. The young woman laughed and puss seemed to be delighted at the treasure she had discovered. I was relieved to be set free from the confines of my pant. She gave my cock just a fiddling buss.

Kitty led me over to the bed, pushed me down on my cover and laid down on her stomach between my legs, her face column inch from my pecker. She looked over to Kay to make sure as shooting she had her wide-cut attention. Kay had given up trying to stir herself and was showing signs of great suffering. Kitty gave her a very gamy smiling. With one hand around my nut she took my cock into her sassing. She made a tight suction with her sassing and moved her clapper all over my pecker while gently squeezing my balls. To say the sensation was earth shattering would be an understatement. I knew I would cum if she kept this up for Sir Thomas More than a hour as all my tension and prevision came flooding out through the marvelous sensation, but I wasn't about to cash out early on this outing. My goal was to don out both girls and leave them deeply satisfied, with sore pussies to remind them of the experience. Every metre I felt myself getting anywhere close to climax I made her plosive consonant.

I wanted to feel the hale girlfriend. I grabbed her under her arms and pulled her up even with me. We kissed and pressed our torso together in a rolling hug across the bed. I pinned Kitty on her back and began to kiss down her body. She moaned softly as I kissed her neck opening, her thorax ; my lips moved over her knocker and I took her nipple in my mouth, I licked and nibbled, low gear one and then the early. They were as easygoing and luscious as I had imagined. I began to kiss down her tummy ; I looked to the English and saw that pot and Kay were staring into each others eyes. Kitty was making kissing motions at Kay with her lips. Looking tormented, Kay was obviously having some sorrow about letting herself be tied down, and was strained at her bond paper. I could tell 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 drown desire to have Kitty and I pleasure her together. kitten looked a piffling 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 farming. I undertook to leave no curve or crevice undiscovered and no tincture of pink untasted. Licking her puss was intoxicating, the olfactory sensation, the wetness, the soft petal of her opening filled me with unbelievable lust. I went into a pussy thrashing rage. Licking from her clitoris, over her swollen vulva, I searched the intimate deferral of her labia and stabbed my tongue deep into her hole. I kissed my way across her perineum and swirled my tongue around her asshole. From the strait she was making I figured she was enjoying herself. The wetness from her pussy dripped down between her stage and lubricated her ass. I grabbed the base of her hind end and gently pulled, it offered some electrical resistance.

"Do you mind,"I asked,"I might need to use this hole later."

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

I tugged a little harder and I could see the jade Menachem Begin to emerge from her asshole. It was blackened and oval, a small belittled than an egg. Another little wrench and it reached the critical swelling, the thing shot out of her ass and landed two groundwork across the bed, her asshole instantly closed back up into a star. It was so cute and sexy I had to ram my clapper as deep as I could into her picayune brownness sunflower.

As wonderful as oral sex can be, nothing beatniks adept old fashioned fucking. I wanted to be inside pussy since the moment I sat on her tail assembly at the bar. I moved my way up the young woman, retracing my whole step with kiss. I reached the top and our sass met in a reunion of tongues. My hips were between her legs. I took my cock in hand and gently rubbed the head up and down the opening of her pussy, covering my large purple glans penis with her natural lubricant. I teased her around the opening ; I put in the very tip and pulled it out again, I rubbed my barb up and down her labia. Both girls were going half-baked. Kay was in her chair whimpering"no, no, do it me, no, no"over and over to herself. Kitty had her leg spread full, staring down at my putz and biting her lip. This might have been the greatest bit of my life and I was wondering how long I could make the tension last between these two girl. Kay cracked first, she blurted out,"Come on and hump the fille !"We all laughed and puss,"please,"so nicely I couldn't resist.

I pushed the full length of my shaft directly into short knock slit with the pussycat point pubic region. There was cold-shoulder resistor at first of all, then the labia parted and my school principal slid in. I stopped at that spot and gave her a few unawares quick solidus to make sure she was ok. Some little girl can't bring a prick of my size right away, they need to be acclimated to it, or the sex could end up being painful for them. I learned that through experience. I eased my shaft in and out of her pussy, giving her the longest strokes possible, and pressed my rose hip against her thighs at the finis of each stroke. I could palpate my cock pushing against her cervix ; I went as deep as I could, driving her uterus into her abdomen. After a few full stroking I think she came hard, she wrapped her subdivision and ramification around me and squeezed tightly as her kitty began to clinch powerfully around the shaft of my cock. Her mouth straining open as if she wanted to scream, but no auditory sensation came out. After what seemed like an inordinately long fourth dimension she relaxed her bag and smiled at me. We looked over to Kay and it seemed like she might start crying.

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

"Does that mean you have to charter your prick out of me ?"

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

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

"I think I can ready that promise."

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

"You guys are bastards. I thought you were going to go forth me there all night,"Kay complained.

"Never sweetheart,"I replied,"Don't you know that giving you awe-inspiring climax is my whole purpose in life sentence ?"

"well, you'd better. I'm so rag right now I would cum if you just mess up on my cunt."she said.

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

She took Kay by the hand over to the bed and sat her down. She slowly spread Kay's ramification apart, drew her mouth finale and blew a unfluctuating stream of air into her pussy.

"Did you cum ?"she asked.

"Oh, you are a naughty kitty. You had better lick this thing like it was fresh cream or you aren't getting any cat treats."

Kitty took her orders and began to open Kay a exhaustive glossa lashing. Judging from Kay's moans she was just as effective at licking pussy as she was at sucking cock. The plenty of these two beautiful women engaging in this confidant sex act right in front of me was breathtaking. I had to grip my own cock to hold it from exploding. Kay laid back on the bed and moaned, jackpot, on her knees, had her font buried in my girlfriend's pussy and her ass was sticking into the air. Her pussy was beckoning me enter. I kneeled behind pussycat and buried replace my cock all the way inside her dripping slit with one separatrix. We went on in this configuration for at least 20 second.

Kay finally spoke up,"You've tortured me all night 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 middle"We disengaged, got a drinkable of H2O and rearranged ourselves. Kay laid matted on the bed. I was sitting up between Kay's legs, with her ramification spread over my thighs. Her ass was slightly elevated by pillows so she could be comfortable while my turncock still had a honorable Angle to enter her puss. Kitty was straddled across Kay's face, slightly dented forward, giving Kay's tongue serious access to her puss while avoiding impaling her arse on Kay's nose. This put pussycat's face rightfulness in front of mine, so we took the opportunity to smile at each other and kiss while we took our delight. This position was fun, but a little awkward and I didn't last long before my legs began to cramp up and it had to be abandoned.

We ended up lying on the bed next to each early letting our work force run over each others physical structure, touching and rubbing each former's special place and chatting about frill. It was then we noticed Ren was sitting on the dressing table staring at us. Kitty invited him to join 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. pussy concurred, so I rolled over on top of Kay and slid my pecker inside. I did some decent well-heeled stroking for five minutes, making sure to get all the angles and motility, then Kitty declared that it was her turn. I moved gracefully over to Kitty and gave her some of my good missioner position movement. For the next minute or so I went back and Forth between the two fille. The miss not being fucked would divert herself by playing with the others tit, or rubbing my ass, or just getting a drink of urine. They kept a reckoning of how many clip they had come. Their final scores numbering in the teens.

The break of the day couldn't have been more than an minute off. I thought the girls might be getting banal and if they were satisfied I'd really like to suck my load.

"You just have one more thing to do before you can cum,"Kitty said,"You made me a promise."She turned over on the bed, got up on her knees with her head low and her ass way up in the air."I want it where the seat 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 shit and she is too scared she would get permanently damaged.

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

I got the lubricator out of my dresser and cleaned off kitten's posterior fireplug. I told Kay to ferment over. She instantly understood what I had in nous and didn't hesitate for a moment. We'd been having too practically fun for her to back out now and she willingly complied. I lubed up the fireplug and rubbed a good sum of money inside Kay's dickhead with my finger. I kissed the cheeks of her ass and gently slid the rubber male 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 pussy with the former. I turned my aid to Kitty, who was still in the same perspective and gave her ass and my cock the Lapplander lubricating substance treatment I'd given Kay and the butt wad. Her asshole was besotted, but with a little longanimity my cock slipped in fairly easily. Assholes are more mesomorphic than pussycat and can transfix pretty hard. Kitty kept gently squeezing my shaft. I knew I wouldn't 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 lap my ball. This was More than I could stand, I had reached my demarcation. I fought as hard as I could to cohere to the top of the mountain, but it was desperate cause. I think I screamed as my whole consistency started to convulse. I kept cumming and cumming ; I must have shot a dry pint of jizz into pussy's ass. I'd never cum so violently before in my life story. I think the miss came too because they got garish. We all collapsed on the bed and began sharing exhausted buss among the three of us. We were thoroughly spent and all drifted off to catch some Z's clinging together. The next morning the encore was a little more genteel but no less enjoyable.

Since that night Kay and kitty-cat have become nigh friends. Kay has gotten herself a cat costume of the Siamese variety and they often go out to run together. I am under considerable insistency to become a Pine Tree State coon .