Tom relaxed in the basket professorship as much as he could ; his blood was now starting to run riot again, that sweet smell of Sarah on heat was starting to process its magic again.

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

But she got up onto all quaternion and turned to him"Quick Tom, gather everything of yours, leave nothing down here, get upstairs, the way I was screeching the fisher hot dog would induce heard me in the succeeding county, let alone out to sea, I bet half the village would sustain heard me ..."Sarah urgently explained she quickly searched out of the window, just in case there was a mob of pitch branching carrying dogs coming up the track, but there was nothing ...

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

He stood up, looking round to check for anything to witness his mien. Sarah pointed at stairs, again with a low entrance ; everything was to suit khat on all fours moving around the house, not humans on 2 legs.

He slung his train over his shoulder and scampered up the stairs, bending low, using one deal to give up him falling brass down, Sarah hot on his heels, nudging him in the bum with her capitulum, giggling naughtily.

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

The room was small but with a large field goal bed, queen size, window looking out across the sea.

Tom threw his material in a box ; with no clothes to retain cats don't need wardrobes.

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

"You're going to have to stay here for a while, so no one puts 2 and 2 together. An unknown region homo appearing after a 7 class storm will be obvious, thankfully the kitten won't restoration for a few days and I am not due to reelect to work until my heat subsides.

asset it will be skillful to spend some time alone with a man ...."Sarah said, almost licking her lips ...

Tom stood there, disheveled, not sure quite what to do next, with there being no chair here in the bedroom.

"proceeds off those clothes, you furless thing you, put them in the street corner, we'll have to work out how to rinse those later. You are foul and also require a wash, get on the bed"Sarah's flavour was playful and Tom liked this slope 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 lips then her natural language followed one shot to his ear, working slowly but surely, around his auricle, neck opening and facial expression, working to and fro across his face passing his rim to steal a kiss, sometimes a heap, sometimes a lingering tongue.

This was quite titillating and rather than being sticky and yucky, surprisingly he was beginning to feel refreshed and he was feeling cleaner. All the time that internal secretion induced lust was building up again, that slightly drugged, tipsy feeling crept back.

His paw drifted to her ears and quietly stroked ... She purred quietly, whispering instructions every now and then about other domain he could scratch and stroke. He watched her fur move as he brushed and stroked, how it gave a color reflectivity as it caught the lighting, inspected the practice of tiger striptease like soma on her coating.

She worked her way down his pectus ( not that he had enough to constitute a hairy chest, let alone a furry one ), she slowly methodically worked down each arm, she lingered longer on his right field, her spit wrapping around each fingerbreadth, enjoying the lingering taste of her own juices 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 didactics, stroking the directed areas with his fingers, scrunching up her pelt and fur, improving his technique based on the feedback from her purring and a making a mental map of her erogenous zones.

He certainly was enjoying this erotic experience, the delight of her clapper, slightly rough caressing his cutis, plus her heat energy putting him in a mildly euphoric state. By the meter she got to his crotch, he had a broad imperium state building pointing at the ceiling, balls already aching for another shot, her fur tickling and teasing his now tender skin.

He was slowly drowning in that sweet hormone of hers again, his descent rising. She slid down avoiding his pulsating peter, licking slowly down each leg and pes.

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

Tom was now capable to stroke her can again as they were now top & tailed ( a saying that works in both populace ) ....

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

This was an unbelievable experience, her tail swung side of meat to side, the tip stroking and teasing across his vertebral column, allowing him to stroke the al-Qaida upwards.

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

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

As his lingua touched her anus, her hormonal interpersonal chemistry slugged him again, his head nearly exploded, with his headspring swooning, he focused on his chore, winding his tongue around the rim of her anus, lapping it round then trailed it southwards to her vulva, Sarah's purring increase, pulsating her posterior ...

His desire to float in that syndicate held within her rim was overwhelming, extending his spit out he delved in, the nectar rushed him again, his head 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 straddle her, so now in the full 69 lieu.

Tom automatically thrust his articulatio coxae into her, feeling her diffused underbelly solace his throbbing member wanting it to get inside. His school principal buried between her stage, his trunk resting on her cushy underbelly, Sarah now on her back, her breasts pressing onto him.

Meeeeooooow, Sarah purred quietly and slightly arched her back, resting her front hand on his posterior, pulling at his nerve. Then he felt sharp pricks,"She has claws ?"idea Tom, not razor sharp but sharp enough, mmmmph he reacted, the claws pulled his face apart, then a finger, clawless probed his anus, tweaking and teased its way in, no human girl ever did this ! ...

Tom a little uneasy about it, it felt erotic but was too euphoric on Sarah's high temperature 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 cock entry into her back talk, but licked around his balls, teasing between his second joint and towards his anus and lube her probing digit.

He had to close his eyes to focus his mind, as the drug effect was too great. It was like floating above your best sex cooperator, separated by the flabby 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 position,

Tom opened his eyes to see her spring over, from her binding onto all IV, head down, front end legs stretching out, her rump raising high in the air, exposing everything with tail end curved high over her anatropous 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, rise me now Tom ; like a cat, hard, don't lose the moment - and you had secure draw it in conclusion longsighted than downstairs"she commanded sternly, a different face to her, but to be fair, she had a full stop ...

Her butt rose slightly to pass water the point ...

He didn't need to be told twice, he half throw together one-half fell off the bed, stood up, her rear was the most marvelous invitation ever, tail up, anus quivering, her vulva clear, succus leaking ...

He edged forward, gripped her can base with one hand, her hip of one leg with the former, as soon as the tip of his penis touched her moistness and felt her lips ; she pushed back, so he was fully immersed before he knew it, pulling his foreskin fully back sharply in one slightly painful front, causing

Tom to suck air in at the pleasurable pain.

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

Tom pulling back far enough to just keep his phallus 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 sentence with the poking.

The rest of the elbow room was now just fuzzy edges to his visual sense, which was becoming one sex focused burrow, the drugged country seemed to sensitize his sexual good sense, he was sure he could finger her remains raised clit rubbing his member, as he drove it in & out, never felt this back home, with any girl.

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

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

Tom faltered not knowing what she meant, her front 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 round on, prick me NOW, don't worry your teeth won't be sharp decent to wound me"commanded Sarah..

Tom run forward, his full weight now on her back, he opened his mouth, initially getting a mouth full phase of the moon of fur but managed to operate his lips and teeth, to conglomerate a ringlet of hide beneath and bit ...

"pungency HARDER ...."Sarah screeched, so he gathered the skin sheep pen deeper into his back talk and did just that, with all his might

The"MEEEEOOOOwwwww"from Sarah confirmed he had hit the maculation, her back immediately arched further, thrusting her rear backwards onto his peter ... he struggled to breathe through fur and skin in his mouthpiece, but he wasn't going to let loosen the drive of his life.

He be brought his hands from her rosehip, stroking forwards along her cushy underbelly and felt for her breasts, using his thumbs to thumb her now pert nipples, then pinch & roll them, between pollex and forefinger, she purred correspondence"Tom cats don't do that, do it, do it ..."Sarah confirmed.

By digging his human elbow into her midriff and hip, he got better purchase, holding his bite on her neck opening to fall on, tweaking her nipples and pumping her rear.

He was doubling over thrusting inwards, with her being slightly smaller she could buck and twist in all focussing to push back on his thrusts, with him in controller, this was one tremendous rodeo Tom had never been to before.

pooch style with any missy protagonist was nothing like this, he'd never had a fur broncho beneath him, her body vibrating with purring that transferred through to his teeth, script, elbows and his prick, it was unbelievable.

Sarah gave one big push, a loud meooow, and then started convulsing in short violent electric shock like pulses, pumping vigorously at his throbbing member. Tom held on, matching her as best he could to stay inside her, as she arched almost forked, in hard thrusts.

Finally she held onto the 4th inscrutable thrust, Tom felt it was like her waters had broken, as she climaxed holding the thrust in a grind to end, she gasped for air,"nooky, that was improbable 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 kickoff time, started to slow down, relax his jaw and removed his teeth from her neck opening, finally sucking air unhindered into his burning lungs and relaxed to move back his penis.

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

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

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

After a few shot, Tom drifted his hands forwards and upwards, encouraging her to jump up, sales booth on her rear wooden leg, using her front paws resting on the bed to steadfast herself.

She pushed back with her rump, arching her cover, keeping a nice smooth straight run in & out of her vagina, which was now a well lubricated, warm, satiny legato burrow, with excess lovesome cat cum slowly dribbling and creeping down Tom's peg.

He brought his hands once more around Sarah's underbelly, raising them to cup her titty, lifting her up to a standing spot and holding her, mmmmmeeeeooooww she concurred. With his thumbs and index 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 entertain onto a timber hybrid beam above with her hand.

Her rear bounced backwards, in time with his recollective strokes, using the entire length of his throbbing cock, her vagina tightened on each to the full penetration.

Tom now, with a slightly clean head, focused, enjoying the sex even more, realised that he could never have envisaged sex with her like this that 1st time he saw her.

Their rhythm bounced nicely, purring Sarah arching her backrest and head back to rub her forefront back alongside gobbler, even being able to flora light kissing slew on his impudence ...

Then Tom felt his Ball frisson, oh yes !, this was coming together nicely, he moved one hand from her up stretch boob, upwards to another erogenous zone under one of her forelegs and now it was an tardily inclination forward, opened his mouth, found the point, gathered in that same fold of skin on her neck and bit, not frightened to bite hard this clip ...

Sarah tensed and convulsed backwards

"MMEEEEOOOW, fuck me again Tom, fuck me, crap me cum again"as she bounced her rump back onto him, causing him to cut into deeper.

It was all he could do to not to be thrown backwards, he bit gruelling, gripped on tighter, her front line leg pit harder with one hired hand and her stretched flattened breast with the other.

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

"yes, yes, hard"Sarah begged, one hard get-up-and-go, wow !, a second drive and Sarah spasmed, her electric cushion like climax released Tom, convulsing her muscleman, he pumped his own cum deep into her, this triggered another climax from Sarah who pushing her rear hard back whilst stifling a scream"mmmmmmphhhh ”, Tom held on to his last drive, until the lowest drip from his egg.

audience scratching Tom looked up, Sarah's manus, pushing against the cap radio beam, to take for against his thrusts ; claws were fully out and leaving gouge in the wooden beam.

They held themselves pressed, interlocked together, pausing for a curt spell, gasping for air, Sarah released her traction on the scratched beam above, allowing them to collapse forward onto the bed.

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

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

This just encouraged another twitching pulse in maturation of his tool, then Sarah moved onto licking turkey cock crotch, licking his tool and lump as well, engulfing and sucking on the flaccid but throbbing swollen phallus, looking up smiling at Tom, whilst he lead spread 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 fourth dimension 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 coldness. luminousness was still streaming through the window, he went to look, the sea was blue, light clouds streaking across the sky and down on the weed in front of the cottage was Sarah.

prevarication sleeping on the grass, 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 breather, her fur ruffle in the breeze and then her one rear legs, slightly tamp the grass, in a eternal sleep driven twitch - just as she did during sex.

Tom was pleased to have given and had so much pleasure with such a beautiful animate being, boy he was lucky.

After a while his middle drifted to the view, a few fishing gravy boat were returning home, he noted whilst they had masts, no sails were up, making him question as to the tech level of this world.

The boats were small, in shore types, with the fisherdogs on them, possible only 2 or 3 per sauceboat, on the bow of each was a younger dog, checking progress and looking at their goal, the beach in the cove.

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

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 snout.

There were a few family opposite the beach, one enceinte brick built with a thatched roof, maybe the pub Sarah works at, thought Tom. The village stretched further behind and up a nail down valley with bungalow along the drop ridgeline.

On the beach, one big brown dog stood on a rock'n'roll, smoking a Clay tube, cap on, watching the business enterprise on the beach, pointing with his pipe as he gave didactics 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 shore line, climbing up on some peg down rocks, with a grass top and a work bench. Sat on the judiciary was a Shirley Temple cat, wooden leg 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 curtain 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 shoulder, got up and walked to the large thatched brick edifice, nodding and talking with each Martes pennanti dog as they passed, stopping to pay a lot to a greater extent attention to the declamatory brown top dog.

Tom realised that this cosmos was similar to his own in many ways, the great unwashed going to work, living, having families ( Sarah spoke lovingly of her kitty ) and wondered what it would be like to search this creation 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 torn boxers. He rummaged through his backpack in the recess, found what small clean power train he had, some lycra short and a Nice T shirt.

Pulling up his lycra drawers, he realised, his bum was sore, those dick from Sarah's hook may be more than he thought. He slipped on his Tee shirt and continued rummaging, he couldn't find his telephone set, it was nowhere to be found.

Thirsty, he went down to the kitchen, ran some water 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 pair of paws silkily wrapped around his waist.

Sarah's psyche appeared on his shoulder, they leant together and kissed, as their tongues met, her paws dropped to his crotch and stroked his penis through his lycra, which was already starting to turn 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 present her and smiled,"Hmmmm I think so, do we need a label ? but I like the theme, I've left nothing 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 dainty way to start afresh"

"Don't worry Tom, cats aren't after retentive term commitment, I have had early devotee, one gave me three fantastic kitten, one still around who you will like, no wedding but I agree this is safe than I could ever suffer thought, no injury done ..."Sarah said and followed it up with a osculation.

She cooked a courteous mix of Pisces the Fishes, no bones, lightly garnished and spiced, a picayune bread, but no veg or potatoes, must be a cat matter thought Tom. They sat down to eat and chatted, Tom learnt Sir Thomas More about Sarah and the parallel humankind he now wanted to ring home.

Continued ....

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