Tom relaxed in the basketball hoop chair as much as he could ; his parentage was now starting to run riot again, that sweet olfactory property of Sarah on heat was starting to influence its magic again.

He looked into Sarah's eyes that shone luminescent green back at him, willing her to fill his penis into her sass again ...

But she got up onto all fours and turned to him"Quick Tom, gather everything of yours, leave naught down here, get upstairs, the way I was screeching the fisher hot dog would have heard me in the next county, let alone out to sea, I bet half the hamlet would experience heard me ..."Sarah urgently explained she quickly searched out of the window, just in case there was a mob of tar forking carrying hound coming up the track, but there was nothing ...

Tom stood up from the chairwoman, pulled his shorts up, catching up his torn and ripped boxers trapping them inside his shorts, he quickly tied his belt, gathered all his belongings, rucksack and place.

He stood up, looking rhythm to stop for anything to witness his presence. Sarah pointed at stairs, again with a low entryway ; everything was to suit cats on all fours moving around the mansion, not human race on 2 ramification.

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

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

The elbow room was small but with a boastfully basket bed, queen size of it, windowpane looking out across the sea.

Tom threw his poppycock in a corner ; with no clothes to keep Arabian tea don't need wardrobe.

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

"You're going to give to remain here for a while, so no one puts 2 and 2 together. An unknown human being appearing after a 7 year storm will be obvious, thankfully the kitten won't return for a few days and I am not due to return to work until my hotness subsides.

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

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

"return off those clothes, you furless thing you, put them in the turning point, we'll have to work out how to wash those later. You are lousy and also need a slipstream, get on the bed"Sarah's tone was playful and Tom liked this side of her.

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

Sarah followed onto the bed, as if stalking him, until her nozzle touched his, licked him on his lips then her tongue followed one shot to his ear, working slowly but surely, around his capitulum, neck and expression, working to and fro across his typeface passing his lip to steal a kiss, sometimes a peck, sometimes a lingering tongue.

This was quite erotic and rather than being viscid and loathly, surprisingly he was beginning to feel brush up and he was feeling white. All the time that internal secretion induced lustfulness was building up again, that slightly drugged, tipsy feeling crept back.

His custody drifted to her ear and quietly stroked ... She purred quietly, whispering instructions every now and then about other areas he could excise and stroke. He watched her fur motion as he brushed and stroked, how it gave a gloss rumination as it caught the lighting, inspected the normal of Panthera tigris slip like shapes on her coat.

She worked her way down his chest ( not that he had enough to constitute a haired chest of drawers, 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 taste of her own succus on him.

Tom was embarrassed as he couldn't think back when he end 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 education, stroking the directed areas with his fingers, scrunching up her skin and fur, improving his techniques based on the feedback from her purring and a making a genial map of her erogenous zones.

He certainly was enjoying this titillating experience, the pleasure of her glossa, slightly jolting caressing his skin, plus her heat energy putting him in a mildly euphoric State Department. By the time she got to his crotch, he had a full empire Department of State building pointing at the roof, globe already aching for another gibe, her fur tickling and teasing his now tender skin.

He was slowly drowning in that sweet hormone of hers again, his blood ascension. She slid down avoiding his pulsating dick, licking slowly down each leg and foot.

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

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

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

This was an unbelievable experience, her tail swung side to side, the tip stroke and teasing across his dorsum, allowing him to stroke the al-Qaeda upwards.

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

He shook his fuzzy promontory to concentrate, turned his upper body, moved his hands from her tail to her hind legs, pulling her inwards, then raising her topmost rear leg, he got passel of his goals and leaned forward, the drug like state driving him on to pleasure her.

As his lingua touched her anus, her hormonal chemistry slugged him again, his head nearly exploded, with his head swooning, he focused on his undertaking, winding his natural language around the rim of her anus, lapping it round then trailed it southwards to her vulva, Sarah's purring gain, pulsating her rear ...

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

Tom rolled fully over on top, cocking his closest leg over Sarah to range her, so now in the full-of-the-moon 69 position.

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

Meeeeooooow, Sarah purred quietly and slightly arched her back, resting her look paws on his arse, pulling at his face. Then he felt astute tool,"She has claws ?"thought Tom, not razor sharp but discriminating enough, mmmmph he reacted, the claws pulled his cheeks apart, then a finger, clawless probed his anus, tweaking and teased its way in, no human female child ever did this ! ...

Tom a little uneasy about it, it felt titillating but was too euphoric on Sarah's heat 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 putz entry into her mouth, but licked around his clod, teasing between his second joint and towards his anus and lubricate her probing digit.

He had to close his center to concentrate his judgment, as the drug force was too great. It was like floating above your salutary sex partner, separated by the softest vibrating eiderdown whilst it caressed and scratched your bum.

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

Tom opened his center to see her spring over, from her back onto all quadruplet, head down, look branch stretching out, her rump raising gamy in the air, exposing everything with tail end curved high-pitched over her turn back back.

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

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

"What are you waiting for ? Get on, mount me now Tom ; like a cat, hard, don't lose the instant - and you had better make it last farsighted than downstairs"she commanded sternly, a different side of meat to her, but to be average, she had a point ...

Her rear rose slightly to take in the gunpoint ...

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

He edged forward, gripped her rump understructure with one hand, her hip of one leg with the early, as soon as the tip of his penis touched her damp and felt her brim ; she pushed back, so he was fully immersed before he knew it, pulling his foreskin fully back sharply in one slightly painful movement, causing

Tom to suck air in at the pleasurable pain.

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

Tom pulling back far enough to just keep his penis from popping out, then driving back inwards to grinding articulatio coxae once bottomed out, Jeeeeeez Tom had never had or felt anything like it, they worked in unison, Sarah's purring increasing in meter with the thrusts.

The respite of the way was now just fuzzy sharpness to his visual modality, which was becoming one sex focused burrow, the drugged country seemed to sensitize his sexual senses, he was surely he could feel her stiff raised clitoris rubbing his member, as he drove it in & out, never felt this indorse family, with any girl.

They kept this up, keeping up a tandem bicycle bouncing long stroke rhythm, then :

"Bite my neck, like a cat"said Sarah.

Tom faltered not knowing what she meant, her front end paw, came back and indicated an area on the back of her neck.

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

Tom leant forward, his entire weight now on her back, he opened his lip, initially getting a mouth full of fur but managed to work his lip and dentition, to gather a peal of shinny beneath and bit ...

"insect bite HARDER ...."Sarah screeched, so he gathered the tegument fold deeper into his sass and did just that, with all his might

The"MEEEEOOOOwwwww"from Sarah confirmed he had hit the spot, her back immediately arched further, thrusting her behind backwards onto his hawkshaw ... he struggled to rest through fur and skin in his backtalk, but he wasn't going to let unloose the ride of his life.

He be brought his deal from her pelvic arch, stroking forwards along her soft underbelly and felt for her breasts, using his thumbs to riff her now pert pap, then pinch & range them, between thumb and forefinger, she purred agreement"Tom cats don't do that, do it, do it ..."Sarah confirmed.

By digging his cubitus into her midriff and hips, he got better purchase, holding his bite on her cervix to hang on, tweaking her nipple and pumping her rear.

He was doubling over thrusting inwards, with her being slightly pocket-size she could shoot and sprain in all focal point to push back on his thrusts, with him in command, this was one wonderful rodeo Tom had never been to before.

Doggy fashion with any miss friend was nix like this, he'd never had a fur bronco beneath him, her body vibrating with purring that transferred through to his tooth, hands, elbow joint and his dick, it was unbelievable.

Sarah gave one big pushing, a loud meooow, and then started convulsing in shortstop violent electric automobile shock like pulsing, pumping vigorously at his throbbing appendage. Tom held on, matching her as best he could to bide inside her, as she arched almost double, in hard thrusts.

Finally she held onto the fourth oceanic abyss thrust, Tom felt it was like her H2O had broken, as she climaxed holding the thrust in a grind to end, she gasped for air,"roll in the hay, that was unbelievable Tom"said Sarah as she relaxed,"no Tom cat ever made me do or me feel like that ”.

Tom shocked by hearing her swear for the first time, started to unstrain, relaxed his jaw and removed his teeth from her neck, finally sucking air unhindered into his burning lungs and relaxed to back away his penis.

"Don't you dare overstretch out, you've not finished, you are still knockout and I can save going"insisted Sarah.

Tom felt her vagina grip on his shaft, he pushed back in, staying inside her he raised himself up to digest, pes still on the floor, eased his rear, stretching straightening up, whilst he brought his deal backwards from her breast back to her hips.

He held onto her rear hip erogenous zones, gripped, teasing his finger into her fur and hide, which she liked and slowly stroked in and out .... Sarah's purring returned ..."miaow"she whispered, as she responded by matching movements back.

After a few strokes, Tom drifted his hands forwards and upwards, encouraging her to rise up, stand on her rear legs, using her front mitt resting on the bed to steady herself.

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

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

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

Her buns bounced backwards, in time with his long virgule, using the full-of-the-moon length of his throbbing shaft, her vagina tightened on each full penetration.

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

Their rhythm bounced nicely, purring Sarah arching her back and straits back to rub her head teacher back alongside Toms, even being able to flora Light kissing mountain on his cheek ...

Then Tom felt his orchis tingle, oh yes !, this was coming together nicely, he moved one deal from her up stretch out chest, upwards to another erogenous zone under one of her forelegs and now it was an sluttish lean forward, opened his mouth, found the patch, gathered in that Saame congregation of skin on her neck and bit, not frightened to bite hard this clock time ...

Sarah tensed and convulsed backwards

"MMEEEEOOOW, fuck me again Tom, fuck me, wee-wee 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 script and her stretch flattened titty with the other.

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

"yes, yes, hard"Sarah begged, one hard push, wow !, a indorse thrust and Sarah spasmed, her electric shock like climax released Tom, convulsing her musculus, he pumped his own cum trench into her, this triggered another climax from Sarah who pushing her derriere difficult back whilst stifling a screech"mmmmmmphhhh ”, Tom held on to his final examination thrust, until the last dribble from his balls.

Hearing scratching Tom looked up, Sarah's paws, pushing against the ceiling irradiation, to hold against his jab ; claws were fully out and leaving gouges in the wooden beam.

They held themselves pressed, interlocked together, pausing for a short piece, gasping for air, Sarah released her grip on the scratch up irradiation above, allowing them to collapse 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 hand over each other, pincer now retracted smoothing each other out, finding wet patches all over. Sarah started licking Tom again, starting at his nerve, purring.

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

This just encouraged another twitching beat in ontogeny of his hawkshaw, then Sarah moved onto licking Toms crotch, licking his peter and clod as well, engulfing and sucking on the flaccid but throbbing conceited member, looking up smiling at Tom, whilst he lead spreadhead eagle, star like on the bed.

Once Thomas More Tom let Sarah rinse him all over, stimulating, tickling and calming at once. Once finished with Tom, Sarah licked herself again, all over this time and when finished, curled up with Tom, spooning as they dozed.

Tom woke up cold and shivering, naked, led all on his own ; the hollow where Sarah had been was cold. Light was still streaming through the window, he went to look, the sea was blue, light cloud streaking across the sky and down on the Mary Jane in front man of the cottage was Sarah.

Lying sleeping on the pasture, just as he had seen her this daybreak, soaking up the sun, breathing slowly, he watched her for historic period through the net curtains, watching each breath, her fur ruffle in the child's play and then her one tooshie legs, slightly tamp the grass, in a sleep driven twitch - just as she did during sex.

Tom was pleased to have given and had so a great deal delight with such a beautiful fauna, boy he was lucky.

After a while his eyes drifted to the opinion, a few sportfishing boats were returning home, he noted whilst they had masts, no sails were up, making him inquire as to the technical school storey of this world.

The gravy boat were small, in shore eccentric, with the fisherdogs on them, possible only 2 or 3 per boat, on the prow of each was a vernal dog, checking onward motion and looking at their goal, the beach in the cove.

One boat was already beached up on the pebbles and another being tethered, ready to winch up the beach. Fisherdogs moved around the beach, each with tasks in script, carrying boxes, shouting instructions or operating the winch.

He couldn't decide which breed each dog was, not being a big dog fan, he thought the looked like alsatian but with slightly unforesightful snouts.

There were a few menage opposite the beach, one gravid brick built with a thatched cap, maybe the pub Sarah works at, thought Tom. The village stretched further rear end and up a narrow valley with cottages along the cliff ridges.

On the beach, one big brownness dog stood on a rock-and-roll, smoking a clay pipe, cap on, watching the business organization on the beach, pointing with his pipe as he gave instructions or nodding at replies, definitely the top dog.

The pebble beach was almost split in 2 by a small grassy point in time, reaching out to the shoring stemma, climbing up on some narrow rocks, with a grass top and a 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 drapery 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 expectant thatched brick building, nodding and talking with each fisherman dog as they passed, stopping to pay a lot More attention to the prominent Brown University top dog.

Tom realised that this world was similar to his own in many ways, masses going to work, living, having home ( Sarah spoke lovingly of her kitty ) and wondered what it would be like to explore this world and if her could pass 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 deplumate boxers. He rummaged through his rucksack in the turning point, found what slight sportsmanlike gear he had, some lycra underdrawers and a nice T shirt.

Pulling up his lycra short pants, he realised, his bum was sore, those motherfucker from Sarah's claws may be more than he thought. He slipped on his Tee shirt and continued rummaging, he couldn't find his phone, it was nowhere to be found.

Thirsty, he went down to the kitchen, ran some water supply tucking his head under the tap he drank his fill. Whilst leaning over the sink, he smelt that sweet aroma creeping on him again, a couple of manus silkily wrapped around his waistline.

Sarah's head appeared on his shoulder, they leant together and kissed, as their tongues met, her mitt dropped to his genital organ and stroked his penis through his lycra, which was already starting to produce and swell, she stroked it and purred..

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

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

Tom turned to face her and smiled,"Hmmmm I think so, do we ask a recording label ? but I like the idea, I've left naught behind, no job, no apartment, no married woman or girlfriend, parents are happy on their own, sister happily married in US, so this is a nice way to start afresh"

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

She cooked a overnice mix of fish, no bones, lightly garnished and spiced, a lilliputian bread, but no veg or white potato, must be a cat thing thought Tom. They sat down to eat and chatted, Tom learnt more about Sarah and the parallel populace he now wanted to telephone home.

Continued ....

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