Tom, eye's shut, slowly came to his senses. His head detriment, badly ...

What The roll in the hay happened ?, he tried to commemorate case, the wind blew up flying, the howling driving pelting, the collapsible shelter flap in the wind.

Yesterday he had walked along the drop-off top, like many other Night he found a great pip, just off the coastal path, away from the cliff's bound. He had Pitched his small collapsible shelter, one of the few things he actually got out of his go wrong relationship with that bitch.. she had screwed him over BIG meter ... he had zippo to his gens except what was in his rucksack ... thank goodness he had avoided a shared money box invoice, although she had begged him to plowshare his money, after all"he worked for her father."She had argued many times.

So when she got bored and preferred his near match, he had no idea of how long he had been deceived, but once he caught them, it had deteriorated fast, he lost their flat ( no need for it to be in both our names, she had also said ... ), lost his job and there was no way he was going to turn back to living with his parents..

.

He had only meant to walk for a few years, to crystalize his head. That was hebdomad ago, he found the peace and tranquility rewarding, no force per unit area, no nagging. Once he had reached the coast, he decided to follow it, state of nature camping, with the odd night in a inner circle situation, to shower down and shave.

He had met a few other baby-walker along the way, the one couple of gorgeous female bookman, was promising, but they preferred each other.

He opened one eye, seeing the tent had collapsed around him. Bright sunlight was promising, so he opened the early, y'up tent down. He lifted his arm, to elicit the camp out enough to find the zip, then tried to fawn over.

"Whaaaat ... ?"he definitely wasn't on hard ground, the storey of the tent wasn ; t supporting his weight on either arm or elbow. He reached the zip, opened up and kind of more fell out, than crawled out. Into a bush.. A belittled fight with thorn and ramification had him stood in a coppice of bushes, tent perched on the top.."Whaaaaat ?"he thought again ... Where was the clarification from last Nox ? ... that wind must induce blown the tent clear off the ground ...

With his school principal battering, he must receive hit something hard when the tent was flung around in the air, he gathered his collapsible shelter and belongings into a ball and climbed out of the bush thicket onto what should be a drop-off path, but it wasn't, there was the cliff border, but not the itinerary that was there in conclusion night.

He unraveled his clod of collapsible shelter on a wide flavourless spot, emptied his belonging out. Ate what was left of the scraps he had, crisp and Malva sylvestris and some of the body of water. Slowly packed everything into his packsack and gathered his thoughts. The day looked assure, just like yesterday, the sunset was a beauty, early spring, so one to enjoy with the hope of more to come over summertime.

The sea looked calm, no farting and some clouds in the sky but aught to suggest at the tempest overnight last night. Whilst definitely the like survey, thing didn't face or feel quite the same, Tom put that down to his headache. Oh well, there is a cove a mile or two up ahead, with a Village and pub, he'll feel better after some pub grub.

Tom walked on, rucksack on, hoping the refreshing air would clear his head a niggling, came to a branch line of Land and a air brought a sweetly olfactory property to his poke, just a lead, what could sense that courteous, not overpowering but encouraged him polish up the bend in the path. Feeling a little twinkle headed, he saw cottage close by, edging the cliff, with the cove extending out beyond, tucking inshore to a few family and a beach. Then the land curved around and turned back out to sea. Creating a motion picture perfect tense view, very twee, so rural, almost cooky tin lid perfect.



As he walked, now downhill slightly, he smelt the sweet odour again, potent now almost intoxicating, he could see a body stretched out in front of one of the bungalow, maybe that was the informant of the nectar, he thought. As he got closer, the soundbox stretched out over the lawn sunbathing, became more define, even though it was laying facing away downhill, the organic structure curved like no other, legs tucked up underneath, arms outstretched in front man, head resting on arms ... lovely curves down the sticker, arching to a beautifully rounded can, smooth and blending, Tom felt his blood rising, his head throbbed, as now did his penis ... he was transfixed as he walked closer.

His imagination was blurring slightly, feeling somewhere between tipsy and drunk, but as he walked on, feeling as if a magnet were pulling him forwards, blinking, the blurring eased and he realised the dish sun bathing was naked, why not, with no one else around, well except for him, his stemma rose and he had to come up his balls and adjust his crotch to allow his penis to expand, rather than being trapped, double up in his grubby under wear.



The shape was gorgeous, the closer he got, the more he appreciated the beauty, the warm the magnetic field felt and the more he wanted to dive in and fete this peach. It looked to be his stature, curves showing a melt off trunk, which gave away it's breathing, swelled and relaxed, then a tail flicked from hiding behind it's one side to the other - A hindquarters ! !

"What ?"Tom stopped short and gasped. The body's caput immediately turned upon hearing him, sitting up, getting up onto arms, the top half of the trunk rotated round, showing it to be a beautiful female class, with a pair of wonderfully round out bosom curved in front of her.

She was shaped like a cat, must be some form of brilliant cat costume he thought, to try to convince himself of some explanation but that didn't explain the fanny. Then a breeze brushed by, ruffling her fur, causing her to shiver slightly, rippling her fur. Tom was transfixed. How could she be a cat, from her size she isn't much little than himself. She was bare except for her fur, Tom blinked, rubbed his center, not believing what he was seeing, this beauty was a cat, those spike flicked and rotated with her nates, her luminescent green center were deep and inviting.

"Hi, sorry I didn't see you"she said breaking the magic spell,

"I, I.. I ‘ m sorry I didn't mean to galvanise you"stammered Tom, not believing what his eyes were showing him and his clod ached for, his phallus was now a ram rod, trying to split out of his short pants.

"Hi, I'm Sarah"she said, as she extended a paw,

Tom stepped forward, extended his hand, replying"Hi, I'm Tom, very pleased to meet you"and as they softly clasped hands, an electric automobile like impact ran through Tom, his balls almost exploded and he gasped. Embarrassed at his inflammation, he looked down at their script. Shocked, recoiling at what he saw, he exclaimed brutally"ovolo - hombre don't have opposable thumbs, you just spoke - you aren't suppose to talk, nor just have one duet of boob"..

She immediately changed, looked furtively around, surprised, almost terrified,"make out inside, quickly, has anyone seen you ?, who else have you spoken to ? ..."she asked in quick sequence. She pulled him to the cottage butt, through the low door, so low Tom had to duck, before she closed the room access behind him, she looked back alfresco, looking all around, checking to be sure no one had seen them.

"trade good grief, in all the years I have lived here, I just assumed these were fisherdog stories, fairytales they made up to frighten off puppies and kittens.."she exclaimed,"you have to be careful, such talk could get you into a lot of trouble, the dogs in the village would tear you apart if they even thought you had said that, there are stories of them feeding blaspheming human being to the mermaids ..."Sarah said, pausing to let it sink in.

CATS, DOGS, puppies, kitty and now mermaids, thought Tom, shocked and now starting to panic, I knew Cornwall could be isolated but this ? ? ...

Sarah went on, but talking almost in a rustling, slowly"Tom, where you come from, are ... ..Dogs and cats ... ... deary ? “. Stunned, Tom slowly, carefully, deliberately nodded yes.

"Never, ever, but never say such a thing, there are stories of homo repeating this and they are never seen again. These are dangerous words, even said in private."instructed Sarah sternly.

"B, b, b, but, you have seen humans before ?"asked Tom, stammering in shock.

"Yes, we all live together, happily, in concordance in this world and I say this world, because if these chronicle are true, you are not from this cosmos ..."replied Sarah, in a serious tone"you walked following the cliff itinerary, did you stop overnight between here and Church Cove ?"

"Yes, I camped middle, on the cliff top coastal path, finale Nox a storm whipped up, I woke with a thumping vexation and still inside my give way tent, but now perched on top a President Bush"replied Tom.

"So the level are true, every 7 years, we have a violent storm, like no other, just local, between here and Church Cove village, west of here, the fisherdogs warn citizenry not to abide out after wickedness on the coastal path. There are tales that once in a generation, a man appears during these storms. The one that appear go mad, not understanding their new office, one jumped off a cliff into a raging sea and rock-and-roll beneath with madness. Some passion about pets, neutering and castrating, the fisher detent take them away, take them out to sea and they are never heard of again, they are never talked about, I thought it was all hearsay, parable, phantasy, but we are on grave basis."said Sarah, still in low whole step, as she moved around the room, checking the Windows for unseen prying center, pulling curtain closed.

Tom felt dizzy, his head spinning, but still his crotch throbbed, how could it, she's a cat ? he kept admiring this beautiful beast in front of him, as she spoke, he could see every change of expression, fur moving, flowing around her torso crusade and he found it intoxicating, exciting, horny and that poop, the sexiest matter ever, as it swished and curled.

He had never felt such wanton lust, he strained to see her bosom and between her derriere legs at every chance, smelling that sweet odor, wanting to bathe in her, in that smell ... His knees felt washy, with all the blood pulsing round his crotch, balls aching, member throbbing, it was all he could do to remain standing up.

Sarah saw this, she hastened over to him,"are you ok, sit down, you look silly ”, she pointed at one of the woven basket place, one in each corner with second relaxation, with thickset cushion, very retro. Tom dropped into one, very comfortable, larger than a rule seat, to a greater extent for curling up in, he thought.

"In answer to your dubiousness, yes, some padded creature developed apposable thumbs in our evolution, computerized axial tomography, dogs, some rabbit species, with a few exclusion, like rodents and hoofed animate being, cows, sawhorse etc. we evolved together and after a few problems back in the shadow ages, we now live in harmony with humans. Yes I can speak, like you we enjoy sex for pleasure, only have a few sibling, I am unusual being single, with 3 kitten as triplets, hence just one dyad of breasts."

Sarah accentuated this by raising up on her rear pegleg, opened her look peg, puffing her pectus out, to proudly exhibit her white underbelly, with her two lovely rounded boob, not just rap teats, like domesticated big cat back on Tom's home world, but lovely, not too small not too large ...

Tom's eyes nearly burst out of his school principal on stubble, if his tool could have, it would take unzipped itself from his shorts, it was bursting pushing hard at the seams..

Being this finish, his centre were focusing better now. Sarah was definitely a cat, mainly white, but with a light beige coloured, faint Panthera tigris like traffic pattern all over, which explained why he thought she was a raw man betimes on, her underbelly, tail and capitulum remained plain egg white. Her eyes were hypnotic, definitely African tea center, luminescent green.

"You look hot, flushed, can get you a drink ?, I would say Milk River, but I would expect you want something we don't have, like tea or coffee, I'm sorry ..."sarah apologised.

"It's ok, water would be ok, thanks ..."said, as he watched her, turn, dropping back onto all 4, almost doubling back on herself in the small room, slinked out through another low threshold, showing her lovely bout croup, tail bringing up, giving Tom a glimpse of her anus and vagina ( well not being a cat buff, he was in chartless territory, normally hypersensitive to chuck but this was unlike, more mightily in a completely unexpected way ). He felt an emptiness once she was out of sight.

She returned just as smoothly, with a glass of water supply in paw, slinking through the doorway on 3 legs as well as 4 Tom admired. With her re-appearance Tom felt that wave of desire again, the emptiness now gone, replaced with lust.

Once she was through the low door, from what must be the kitchen, she rose to walk on her rear 2 legs, just like a man, but smoother, concert dance like, the gamy room ceiling allowing for this.

He was snug to just pulling his dick out and masturbating openly, he was swooning.



Sarah looked down, admired his bulging shorts and seeing his uneasy irritation, concerned she stammered"er ... are you ok ? you're not allergic to me in any way are you, as you seem to be .... Oh !"

Now, it was Sarah's turn to be startled, as she realised what she was seeing,

"You .... you, .... you're attracted to me, sexually ?."Tom nodded in reply, trying to beg, but unable to speak".. I'm in heat, this isn't speculate to happen to human race, you aren't suppose to smell my dessert passion hormones - it's why I am up here at home, being on heat, in the pub, where I work, would just send the wiener into fury. I've even sent my 3 kittens to outride with friends, it doesn't happen often but when it does, being single, you have to almost set apart ...."

As Sarah spoke and realism dawned on her, here she was, in full warmth, with a male person, who no one knew about, who was new ... to everything.

Subconsciously she curled her tail around, over her back, stroking his neck and cheek with the tip, he shivered with excitement. She came in close, thankfully he had a tidy beard and a short hair's-breadth, bare human being skin is a little too a good deal bareness, thankfully humankind wear wearing apparel, but they would be so practically nicer with fur ... She was now starting to run on automatic, her heat taking over .... Tom was now almost prey.

Tom looked, almost in horror, as she dropped down onto her nominal head legs her then lowered, head bent down to his genitals,"you can stroke my pinna"Sarah said, tilting her fountainhead down to declare oneself Tom her ear, Tom reached his arms forward, his hands touched at the base of her triangulated ears, one each, she purred quietly, he brushed his workforce troll, following up to the crest, her purring increased. He repeated, keeping his stokes slack and mild, her fur was soft and satiny."Perfect Tom, just like that"Sarah confirmed. He felt his penis almost burst, he looked down, at the top of her head, he could find her hot breather on his crotch, her front paws smoothly came up his thighs, found his zip, pulled it down and loosened his belt.

She brought her rear around the incline of the chair, almost bending herself dual, tail in the air, the sugariness scent was inviolable than ever, not a indisposed afters scent but something swooning but right."now my ass, in the Sami way Tom"Sarah whisperingly asked ... Tom moved his right hired hand, from her ear, to her tail alongside him, starting at the base, wrapping his hand around it, softly, like the kickoff stroke of a wank, slowly, softly pulling upwards to the tip, Sarah purred louder, late inside ... Tom's left hand continued to twirl and stroke her ear.

Sarah's paw pulled at Tom's shorts, he raised his bum for a instant, Sarah pulled them quickly down to below his human knee and now he was in his boxers, he felt her exhale on his genitalia, her warm damp breathing time was like velvet, his cock was stretching his boxers out, with a damp speckle of pre-cum ... Tom's hand returned to the base of Sarah's tail, as he was about to set off another apoplexy upwards Sarah falteringly whispered"time to go lower, under my seat, I need you to ...."Tom drew his hand down the al-Qaida of her nates, stroked her anus, she shivered, her tail quiver now,"lour, maybe another clip, I hear you human being like that, but lower ..."Sarah purred, she was now almost panting. Her rima oris opened, Sarah looked up smiling open mouthed, showing razor acuate teeth ... She lowered onto his bulging bagger, Tom whilst at the tiptop of inflammation was now terrified, what passes for sex here ? ...

Uncle Tom right hand was now, just slowly lowering below her anus, a petty patch of fur and then a wet patch, his eye finger found the snatch, as the first finger slipped in, Sarah's dentition snatched at Toms boxers and with a twist of her head, his underdrawers split and torus open, his sprung loaded dick flicked onto her nose.

Faster than he could see, she engulfed his throbbing penis with her mouthpiece, no teeth thankfully, just lips and tongue wrapped around ... His body quaked, her buttocks was now quivering continuously and her purring was deep, vibrating his dick and his fingers ... Her tongue was like no humanity, part rough, part flaccid, as she flicked it up and around, alternating, then the rough lapping down to his Ball and back up to the tip, her mouth now deep onto his pubic hair, fully immersing his penis.

Well that was it, Tom's load exploded into Sarah's mouth, The pressure that had built up just couldn't be contained any longer,

Tom felt as if rivers of cum came out, he thrust his hips up and she pushed her head teacher down, her lips pushing down on his crotch, Tom's finger pushed hard quivering into her pussy ( do they call it that ? or is it a"human"Tom pondered for some idiotic second ). One fingerbreadth quickly became 2, inside a well lube burrow that vibrated with her purring, that echoed onto his prick and balls. The Sarah sucked, jeez Tom thought he would be sucked inside out ... she was incredible.

Tom kept vibrating and pumping his fingers, Sarah stopped sucking and released his now limp dick, resting her head on his lap"keep going, please don't halt"she pleaded"use your pollex, find the hard spot “, Tom, using his right thumb searched the damp lips of Sarah's vulva, hard whilst pumping from the wrist, then he found it, as soon as he tweaked it, Sarah convulsed,

"meaow"she screeched, purring rapidly,"in time, faster, hard, please, please ..."pleaded Sarah again, Tom adjusted his hired man hold, matching her rhythm, keeping his thumb flicking what must be her G place, as Sarah's head came off his lap, bringing round her rear, backside and bum onto his lap, stretching her head word and body out in figurehead, front paws out stretched on the floor, thrusting her hips, using her rear wooden leg, her empennage vertical in the air, showing her anus to him, the sweet aroma was now so intoxicating his vision was blurred, he could feel his penis re-building. Sarah started to slowly rhythmically walk her tooshie legs, on the spot, adding to the movement in her vagina

Tom stared at her anus and couldn't resist, it was calling to him, all he had to do was tend forwards, his scent hit the theme of her butt, she quivered again, he pushed his lingua out and immediately tasted the fresh aroma he had been smelling since he had walked around that spit of ground this morning. His brain nearly exploded, he had to have Sir Thomas More, he pushed his spit deeper, licking around the outer ring then back inside.

Sarah physical structure convulsed,"meaow"she screeched again, her rear was thrusting backwards, as Tom's knife and fingers pushed forwards, her purring was now augmented by panting and heaving breathing, then she doubled up, in convulsions like electric cushion, vibrating and screaming, juices flowed down her vagina, spraying over his hand, arm and T shirt. Coming to a last spasm and Sarah held mid thrust.

The durability of the waving of sweet aroma coming with Sarah's cum succus hit Tom like a base ball bat, he could just sit there stunned momentarily rhapsodic, feeling himself cum too, just with the pleasure of pleasuring her and receiving the chemical substance rewarding high, better than any alcoholic drink or drug. He had never felt standardised or had ever had anyone react like that ! He withdrew his finger, now realizing he was soaked with cat cum.

She slowly came down, relaxing, exhaling, sliding her backside down his lap, slowly caressing it over his now rejuvenating hawkshaw, teasing it by brushing her wet vulva sass and anus along it's flabby length.

Then turning around to present him, with a smile, she brought her header back to face his, bringing her lips up to his, kissing him, not a peck, an open mouth, a lover kiss, holding it, whilst wrapping her front branch around, her paws to the rear of his head, Tom did likewise, bringing his hands up behind her spike, her tongue went in trench, again rough but in a nice way, her lips were exotic, Tom felt his member starting to occupy again and Sarah purred in reception ....

"well, if I knew that mankind were like that, I would have got tried one Oklahoman"Sarah whispered, as she pulled back and winked at him, with those bass luminescent greens eyes.

Continued ..

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