Kitty

by Vincent

My girlfriend has an obsession with my past lovers. I lie in bed with Kay and she presses me for point of how I had made love with them. Although she would never use those words"nominate 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 computer graphic, she wanted her begrime lecture straight up. She used Bible like"fuck"when she wanted the kind of information that would get her all wet ; when she said"make out"I knew it was my mission to stoke the flames of her desire, and I was very belike to get my brains fucked out that night. She said"screw"when she was a little more contemptuous of my yesteryear, and then I had to watch my wrangle, or I might end up sleeping in the guest elbow room that dark. She could be exasperatingly specific in her Inquisition : how long did the sex lowest, were the girls more or less noisy than her, their favour lieu, did they let me cum inside their pussies. She often told me I was the skilful devotee she had ever had and I think she wanted to get an idea of how she fared on my leaning of fan. I'm not the kind of guy to compare McIntosh to Granny Adam Smith, but I can say this girl was very unequaled in her gustation and desires, and she took me to places I'd never been before. She always wanted to try something new, fuck in strange places, in new office, there were sempiternal fantasies that needed to be explored. I don't want to impinge upon her privacy, but I can say we styled many worry experience for ourselves. One of her fantasies was to watch me have it off another fille. She figured the burning jealousy would drive her into a frenzy of desire, but I was a little more disbelieving of the estimate. I was crazy about Kay and never wanted to do anything that might impress our relationship.

So it wasn't out of part at all for her to indicate during dinner at our ducky Siamese berth, that I take her to one my old hunting grounds and fuck her in the toilet for dessert. Our best pick for this enterprise was a foreigner's bar in America-mura, with old article of furniture and watered down drinks. It's popular as a hook-up place for those special variety of Japanese girls for whom goose egg but a fat gaijin cock could ever satisfy their desires for a exhaustive shagging. I would never go there except for the give up kitty mesa and the pledge that for the toll of two drinks and cab fare I could get laid.

We arrived. Balabushka's was the name of the topographic point. Being a week night it was its usual half fully. There were a few extraneous guy wire shooting pool, hanging around too long after their shifts at any of the numerous voice communication schools in the sphere, dressed in their piece of work clothes, ties loosed. clue in one hand and half full jockeys of beer in the other, they were trying to imbibe as much as possible while felicitous hour Leontyne Price final stage. about of these guys were fresh from university without very much ambition former than to get fuddle every day. They thought they were living the undecomposed life because at long stopping point they had a few bucks in their pockets. There were a few early chemical group scattered around the tables and couch, boys and girls together, or just girls, or just guy looking around to see if they could make believe eye contact with the lady friend, granting them the blessing they required to set about striking up a conversation, hopefully leading to a more in demand type of carnal knowledge. It all seemed rather silly and verbose to me after all these years. That had been me once, but suppose I've turn the type of guy who appreciates the keen familiarity of a more committed human relationship.

I hadn't been to Balabushka's for five years and the place looked exactly the same. It had looked XXX years past due for a restoration back then, too. We got a couple of beers at the bar, about the only fair to middling matter to imbibe in a place like this, found an empty booth by the rampart and sat down. Kay immediately began to grill me regarding any past feat originating in this over worn venue. She kept pointed out early girls in the place and asking me I'd like to fuck this one or that one.

I enhanced my exploits as best as my imagination would allow. The Thomas More I could get her worked up over stories of hot sex and wanton satisfaction the harder she was going to get laid me when our prison term came. I told her write up of the New twelvemonth's Eve we had spent here. We hooked up with a group of girls, already sot and crazy, dancing on the table with their skirts pulled up to their waist, and how I took them up to the loft one by one to ring in the new year by fusing privates. The write up were clearly having an effect ; Kay pulled my manus down between her peg, slid it into her pantie and made me rub her pussy while I talked. She was very damp and my fingers had no difficulty finding their way inside.

I was about to distinguish her the story of the Halloween political party from a few years ago ; every yr it's a crazy prospect with juicy nursemaid 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 firearm of assorted costumes mingled together on the floor, imitating the soundbox. However, just at that time an acquaintance I had not seen since my language teaching twenty-four hour period recognized me, and after a short chit chat he challenged me to a game of puddle. Kay told me to go ahead as she needed to use the ladies room. Maybe she needed to polish off herself off.

I hadn't touched a cue in several year. I was quickly dispatched and my friend was obligated to have the challenge of the next competition. I was relieved to get back to my more important byplay. I moseyed back to the cubicle anticipating a resumption of our conversation, but my footling Kay was not alone. She was sitting with another young lady. They were sitting fairly close and seemed to be chatting as if they were old friends. As I walked up they both turned to me and smiled.

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

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

kitty was dressed in a smashed nigrify shirt cut low in the forepart exposing a very pin-up cleavage ; I thought it must be a cat suit as it fit very snugly. She had on ignominious denim light that barely covered her ass, and Black drogue that came up over her stifle. Her jet smuggled hair contrasted with her creamy, blench hide. She had a cute beat face and big green eyes. I couldn't Tell if she was Japanese or Caucasian, but in my mind I decided she must be the Cartesian product of commix genes that most often result in a beaut that is hard to limit. Anyway, the girl was gorgeous, and made so much more desirable by the ample white breasts being constrained by her top.

As I sat down she gave a little yelp.

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

"I'm so no-count,"I returned sarcastically, thinking I was playing along with a joke, as I raised my posterior end off of the backside. She pulled a long, blackness, sleek and shinney cat fag end from underneath me and laid it across her lap. I was a little taken aback. Not only did this girl have a tail, she seemed to be wearing some kind of blackened gloves that made her hands into cat mitt. I couldn't decide if I should express mirth or beg her apologia, but I did admire such dedication to her fetish that she would sacrifice the use of her digit.

"That's ok,"she said, smoothing out the rumple 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 boastfully black furry cat auricle coming out of her fountainhead. They protruded directly from her hair, and at commencement sight didn't seem to be attached to her head by any devise other than being attached to her capitulum. Dangling from a black leather apprehension around her neck opening was a gold tag that said"Naughty Kitty ”.

"Well, you are a pool, aren't you ?"I said,"I hope I didn't distress you. Are you ok ?"

"I'm fine."

"What a conjunction, I live with a grim cat. I'm sure it would be love at first lot for both of you."

"Yes, I do. Kay was telling me all about your Ren-chan. He sounds adorable,"seeming very worry in the topic,"she said he is all alone. That sounds so solitary"

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

"Why don't you come be his friend, kitty ?"Kay jumped in,"I'm sure he'd love having a friend like you, and you seem well behaved. You won't scratch up the lounge, will you ?"Kay started stroking Kitty's tail. It seemed to flick and fall flat on its own accord.

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

"Well, I might just establish you do that. Are you two old friends, 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 somebody to continue her society,"Kitty added.

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

They both replied in the affirmative.

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

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

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

"Me too, I'll have milk…in a discus,"added Kay, with a big smile on her face. I returned from the bar with two glasses milk and a beer.

"They don't have any saucers, but the bartender gave me a couple of bowls they use for peanuts."

pussy poured her milk into the bowl and Kay followed causa. I expected pot to put her face down and lap up the Milk River with her knife, but she didn't. She took the pipe bowl between her mitt and raised it to her lips and gently sipped the Milk from the border.

"That is a respectable trick for a kitty, 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 satisfactory in polite society,"pussy said,"Some hoi polloi get offended."

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

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

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

"You are absolutely right,"Kay said. She bent her face down to the mesa and began jabbing her tongue into her bowl of milk. She was making a mess of the job, milk wetting her face and splashing all over the table.

"Try like this,"pot said,"curl your lingua so it makes a pouch, and go slowly. See."Kitty's pinko natural language delicately slid out between her lips and entered the bowl without a plash. She drew it back in quickly dragging a stream of milk into her mouthpiece. I knew I was witnessing something special. We gave her a small applause.

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

We spent the relief of the evening talking in cat analogies and taking turns petting Kitty's tail. 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 niggling kitten.

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

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

"I'd love to contact him if he isn't too busy."She said.

"Ren ? I don't think he's every been busy in his animation. Would you like to occur with us and you meet him tonight ?"Kay asked. She had never asked a missy to add up home with her before.

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

We jumped into a taxi and sat in the Lapp order for the ride back to our place. Kitty, in the centre, squeezed between Kay and me, began to purr.



I rescued Ren from under an air conditioning unit across the street from my apartment, but actually I rescued the vicinity from the randomness he'd been making for two days. He was a little grayness tabby who fit in the palm of my hand. I have always loved cats, so the spate of a helpless little fur ball in my paw melted my warmheartedness. In a month he had turned completely black and tripled in size, but despite a twosome of quirkiness he turned out to be a real steady. The thing about Ren is he's very protective of his personal space. He doesn't like to be held and rarely submits to being petted. He will let you know if you have crossed a boundary with a quick 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 flat. Before we could even remove our shoes Ren was rubbing against Kitty's legs and meowing to be picked up. We had a little chuckle at Ren's welcome, and pussy obliged the cat by taking him into her blazon. He turned into the sweetest cat ever. He rubbed his school principal under kitty's Chin and purred so loudly I thought it might awake the neighbors. He absolutely would not let her put him down which gave me the delicious chance to remove kitten's black eminent top sneakers for her.

We made our way to the life room and sat on the sofa preserving the order we seem to receive lifelike fallen into. Our conversation focused on the joy of cats and how anyone would benefit from associating with feline friends. Ren sat on Kitty's lap, turning his caput toward each of us as we spoke as if he were a company to the banter. I remember this side by side role in my head as if it happened in slow motion, though it may have occurred in only a second. The conversation paused, Kay and pot turned to reckon into each others eyes, the super C gazing into the deep brown. With just their eyes, in that instant, they seemed to conduct a feeling mutual and mutually understood. They closed their eyes, moved their lips closer and began to buss. It was the tenderest cuddling I had ever seen. I was at once aroused and jealous. I could see their rim forming around each others'and flashes of their tongues mingling as they explored each others'mouth with their own. Instinctively their hands began to move over the others body, moving from shoulder to make out to chest, down over their stomach, their pegleg, their piece of tail. Their hands began to move underneath their wearing apparel. I made the daring move of taking Ren from Kitty's lap and putting him on the burnt umber tabular array. My own desire was growing beyond restraint, I didn't want to cocker this magic moment unfolding in social movement of me, but I knew I had to chance joining in.

pot was turned away from me. I noticed her shorts had been tailored to allow for her tail to stick out at a instinctive angle just around the tailbone, rather than having to deposit out the top of her shorts in an inept direction. I was very peculiar to ascertain out how it was attached and looking forward to finding out. I brushed my helping hand down her shoulder and arm, and let it occur to perch on her hip. Kay's hand slid over to mine and she wove her fingerbreadth into mine. Kitty slowly peeled away from Kay's mouth and turned to me.

"I guess you need to be kissed, too,"her eyes smiled as wide-cut as her mouth.

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

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

I raised my liberal hired man up to her face and gently held her brass in my palm. She leaned her expression into my deal as I moved my sassing to hers. It was ecstasy sharing those passionate kisses I she had just been exchanging with my lady friend. The softness of her brim thrilled me ; I was intoxicated by her clapper mingling with mine with such affectionate grace. I'm sure Kay had been just as thrilled by Kitty's kisses.

I still held Kay's handwriting, my other around Kitty's cervix. Kay's other paw was moving over Kitty's grim back and ass as she rested her head on kitty-cat's articulatio humeri while giving the bare skin of her arm petty kisses. Kitty had one hand on my side, and I saw with her other she had lifted up the hem of Kay's dress and was rubbing her hand over her panties, her digit exploring for the border to gain access. Her fingerbreadth disappeared under the framework and I knew she had found what she was searching for. Kay started grinding her hips against Kitty's hand.

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

"What can I say, I'm a juicy girl,"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 head and tossed it on the storey. pool moved her kisses to Kay's neck and chest.

I took this opportunity to satisfy my curio about kitten's derriere. While the female child were kissing and discovering private places with their fingers I turned to face Kitty and kneeled on the floor in front of her. I began kissing her thighs just above the hem of her socks and slowly kissed my way towards her shorts. Her second joint were amazingly diffuse and creamy. I tried sliding my clapper under the hem of her shortstop, but it was just too tight. I reached up with my hands, unbuttoned the top of her shorts and slowly slid down the zipper.

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

"Here, let me,"she said. She raised her hips and pulled her backside free from the gob in the back of her shorts."Ok, you're good to go."She went back to kissing Kay and exploring her slit with her finger. Kay had her mitt on Kitty's breasts. I pulled her shorts to the storey. Her step-in were jet pitch-black. It contrasted provocatively with the white of her thigh. I resumed my quest for the origin of her tail. I kissed and nibbled her panties over her pussy. I let my glossa coquette under the edges, seeing how far I could attain inside without pulling them aside with my hand. The tone and warmness of her pussy was filling my nous with a gaga desire I could barely command. My tool was exceedingly hard and very uncomfortable, begging to be set free from the chasteness of my dungaree.

I was dying to taste her kitty. I slid both my hands, from inside her thighs, under both cheeks of her ass and pressed my mouth into her mound, forcing the fabric of her panties inside the easygoing pussy of her pussy with my lips and tongue making a delightful cameltoe. I reached up to grab the top of her panties to deplumate them off, and then realizing these weren't her panties. I remember my hypothesis at the bar that she was wearing a leotard, and these had no snaps between her branch. My efforts had been foiled, this was going to take some work and I needed to rethink my strategy. I had an overwhelming desire to solve kitty, so I moved over to the next fille. I didn't see how, but Kay had her step-in off and was completely exposed. pussy'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 little nibble and she moved it up to cup Kay's knocker. I took the opportunity to indulge in her endearing bald catch.

Kay had a petite pussy, almost like a tiddler's, all her minuscule petal are tucked in deep between her puffy labia. I have never been able to fit two fingerbreadth inside comfortably, and I've always wondered how my cock burst into such a tight hole, her saving free grace is that she gets very wet. After a little work rubbing my cock along her opening, coating me with her wetness, guiding myself inside her is always snug and tranquil stroking. Kay kept herself fairly shaven, so it was always a delight to go down on her. I began doing my best body of work. I licked up and down her swollen labia, worked around her tender fold in bill move and darted my tongue in and out of the opening of her vagina. I tickled her perineum with my spit and licked in and around her anus. With my other hand I reached over and started rubbing pussycat's pussycat. My fingers felt under her cat suit and found the entrance of her pussy. She was dripping wet and my fingers found a welcoming place to recreate. Both girls were beginning to breathe heavily.

Kay was leaning back across some pillows with one hand over her middle and the former on Kitty's berm in a stupefaction of Adam, while pussy was kissing and biting her nipple. She was making long suspiration, I could differentiate her delight flowed through her body in waving. I sensed she was edging towards an orgasm.

"Come down her, pool. I want you to serve with this."I said,"This is a job for two tongues."The girls looked at each former with approving smiles.

She came down on the floor next to me and I pushed Kay's ramification wide apart so we could both fit our back talk on her pussy. One leg was over the armrest, the other pulled up on the sofa. jackpot began licking her pussy, I was licking her twat, our cheeks pressed together like two kitten trying to lactate at the mammilla. Our glossa would mingle together as we both tried to record her pickle, then we'd switch to kissing each early and then back to pussy duty. It only took a few minutes before Kay's pelvis began to charge wildly and she let out a growling moan. I knew she was having one of the best orgasms of her life. Kitty and I stopped and laughed with each early, 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 progress to you sense just a little overjealous,"Kitty said to Kay. She pulled her off the sofa with both hands and they wrapped their weaponry around each former, pressing their body together in a passionate favorable hug. Taking Kay by the hand she led her into the sleeping room. 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 neckties. She returned to Kay and tied both custody to the armrests of the electric chair. She seemed to be very good with mile, it seemed Kay wouldn't be able to fly the coop. She looked a little nervous 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 terrible happen.

"You are not allowed to do that,"Kitty scolded me in a serious, but still playful tone,"You stand right on there and wait for me."

I was a petty 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 biography ? Kay was nude, tied to a chair, facing the bed. I was fully clothed, but dying to change that situation, kitten was left only in her cat suit, ears and tail. pussy stood out of munition reach in front of me ; we were all still with prediction. At this point words would only take away from the titillation of our experience.

Kitty stared into my middle as she slowly pulled one arm out of her leotard and then the former. If a nuclear turkey had gone off next door I don't think I would take in been able to look away. She grabbed both arm, and at a snail 's pace peeled the leotard down over her body. With a bounce her breasts emerged simultaneously. They were magnificent. Large and translucent, they seemed as delicate as cotton candy and floated high on her dresser. She had bombastic pallid nipples that faded seamlessly into the whiteness of her skin. They were the most delicious affair I had ever seen. I was losing all ego control, my desire to labor her Down on the bed and take those sweet-smelling twins in my mouth was overbearing. I could see by Kay's gapping smile she was also very impressed. Kitty continued her slow strip show and I thought I would die. Her soft Andrew D. White tegument continued down her stomach, she exposed her omphalus, pierced with a atomic number 79 cat. She continued peeling the unitard down over her hips and finally revealed her pussy. She wasn't completely shaved, she had a small patch of poor lightlessness pubic hairsbreadth cut in the shape of a cat read/write head. She pulled the unitard over her second joint and let it fall to the floor. Kay and I both noticed at the same time that her tail was still attached and shot each former a fast facial expression of surprise and delight.

jackpot got down on all fours and slinked over to me like a cat. She rubbed her head and torso against my thighs as she crawled around and between my legs. Now we could clearly see that the nates emanated directly from her shit, and must be held in place by some sort of ballyhoo. The implications and possibleness raced through my mind. This miss was incredibly dedicated to her fetish, I was incredibly punishing. She slid up my organic structure until she was completely standing, wrapping her arms tightly around me and rubbing her nude 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 contact her pussycat with her fingers to get a minuscule relief from her unbearable arousal, but not quite being able-bodied to make it. Kitty reached my waste and I finished with my shirt by pulling my arms out and tossing it across the elbow room. She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down the zipper. She grabbed the denim and my underwear together and pulled them down together. My pecker slipped out the elastic waistcloth and hit her in the face. The lady friend laughed and Kitty seemed to be delighted at the treasure she had discovered. I was relieved to be set free from the confines of my pants. She gave my hammer just a little buss.

kitty led me over to the bed, pushed me down on my back and laid down on her stomach between my legs, her font in from my turncock. She looked over to Kay to take a shit sure she had her total attending. Kay had given up trying to touch on herself and was showing signs of enceinte suffering. Kitty gave her a very naughty smile. With one hand around my balls she took my cock into her mouthpiece. She made a pissed suck with her lips and moved her natural language all over my scape while gently squeezing my balls. To say the maven was earth shattering would be an understatement. I knew I would cum if she kept this up for More than a moment as all my tension and anticipation came flooding out through the marvelous sensation, but I wasn't about to Johnny Cash out early on this junket. My goal was to don out both girls and depart them deeply satisfied, with sore pussies to prompt them of the experience. Every time I felt myself getting anywhere close to climax I made her halt.

I wanted to experience the entirely female child. I grabbed her under her arms and pulled her up even with me. We kissed and pressed our bodies together in a range hug across the bed. I pinned pussycat on her back and began to kiss down her body. She moaned softly as I kissed her neck, her thorax ; my sassing moved over her titty and I took her mammilla in my oral cavity, I licked and nibbled, number one one and then the other. They were as soft and delectable as I had imagined. I began to kiss down her breadbasket ; I looked to the side and saw that puss and Kay were staring into each others eyes. kitty-cat was making kissing motions at Kay with her lips. Looking tormented, Kay was obviously having some regrets about letting herself be tied down, and was strained at her bonds. I could tell Kay was feeling green-eyed and left out. Later she told me it was like burning up inside. She was dying to be touched and held. She had an overwhelming desire to have kitty-cat and I pleasure her together. Kitty looked a slight self satisfied that she was the cause of this frenzied emotion.

After a brief swirl around pot's bellybutton I continued my journeying to the Promised Land. I undertook to leave no curve or crevice unexplored and no shade of garden pink untasted. Licking her pussy was intoxicating, the spirit, the wetness, the soft petals of her opening filled me with unbelievable lust. I went into a puss licking rage. Licking from her clitoris, over her swell up vulva, I searched the inner break of her labia and stabbed my spit deep into her fix. I kissed my way across her perineum and swirled my knife around her arsehole. From the speech sound she was making I figured she was enjoying herself. The wetness from her pussy dripped down between her legs and lubricated her ass. I grabbed the base of her tail and gently pulled, it offered some ohmic resistance.

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

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

I tugged a little harder and I could see the plug Menachem Begin to emerge from her asshole. It was Shirley Temple and oval, a little smaller than an egg. Another little drag and it reached the critical bulge, the thing snap out of her ass and landed two foundation across the bed, her asshole instantly closed back up into a maven. It was so cute and sexy I had to push back my tongue as deeply as I could into her little Brown sunflower.

As wonderful as oral sex can be, nothing beats ripe old fashioned fucking. I wanted to be inside kitty since the moment I sat on her tail at the bar. I moved my way up the little girl, retracing my gradation with kisses. I reached the top and our lips met in a reunion of clapper. My hips were between her legs. I took my tool in script and gently rubbed the head up and down the opening move of her pussy, covering my large purpleness glans penis with her natural lubricant. I teased her around the opening move ; I put in the very tip and pulled it out again, I rubbed my shaft up and down her labia. Both girls were going nutcase. Kay was in her chair whimpering"no, no, do it me, no, no"over and over to herself. Kitty had her ramification spread wide, staring down at my cock and biting her lip. This might have been the slap-up moment of my lifetime and I was wondering how recollective I could make the tautness final between these two girls. Kay cracked first, she blurted out,"seminal fluid on and fuck the girl !"We all laughed and pussycat,"please,"so nicely I couldn't resist.

I pushed the full-of-the-moon length of my shaft directly into little pink pussy with the kitty head loins. There was flimsy resistivity at start, then the labia parted and my head slid in. I stopped at that point and gave her a few brusque quick accident to spend a penny sure as shooting she was ok. Some girls can't take a cock of my size right away, they need to be acclimated to it, or the sex could end up being unspeakable for them. I learned that through experience. I eased my shaft in and out of her pussy, giving her the longest stroking possible, and pressed my hip joint against her thigh at the conclusion of each stroke. I could sense my cock pushing against her cervix ; I went as deep as I could, driving her uterus into her stomach. After a few full fortuity I think she came hard, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and squeezed tightly as her pussy began to clinch powerfully around the shaft of my cock. Her mouth straining exposed as if she wanted to scream, but no strait came out. After what seemed like an inordinately recollective time she relaxed her handgrip and smiled at me. We looked over to Kay and it seemed like she might take up crying.

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

"Does that mean you have to exact your tool 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 progress to that promise."

I reluctantly pulled my putz out of kitty. We got up and each untied one Kay's bonds.

"You guys are bastards. I thought you were going to lead me there all Night,"Kay complained.

"Never beauty,"I replied,"Don't you know that giving you perplex coming is my unanimous purpose in life ?"

"Well, you'd undecomposed. I'm so frustrated right now I would cum if you just bodge on my cunt."she said.

"Then my plan is working perfectly,"pussycat said.

She took Kay by the hand over to the bed and sat her down. She slowly spread Kay's peg apart, drew her lip close and blew a stabilise stream of air into her pussy.

"Did you cum ?"she asked.

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

puss took her orders and began to give Kay a thorough tongue flagellation. Judging from Kay's moan she was just as good at licking pussy as she was at sucking turncock. The slew of these two beautiful woman engaging in this confidant sex act right in front of me was breathtaking. I had to grip my own cock to go along it from exploding. Kay laid back on the bed and moaned, Kitty, on her articulatio genus, had her face buried in my girl's kitty-cat and her ass was sticking into the air. Her pussy was beckoning me enter. I kneeled behind kitten and buried replaced my pecker all the way inside her dripping pussy with one apoplexy. We went on in this conformation for at to the lowest degree 20 moment.

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 eye"We disengaged, got a drinking of weewee and rearranged ourselves. Kay laid matted on the bed. I was sitting up between Kay's legs, with her legs spread over my thighs. Her ass was slightly elevated by pillows so she could be well-to-do while my cock still had a good angle to move into her pussycat. kitty-cat was straddled across Kay's face, slightly bended forward, giving Kay's tongue unspoilt entree to her slit while avoiding impaling her motherfucker on Kay's nose. This put kitten's face right in front man of mine, so we took the opportunity to smile at each other and kiss while we took our pleasure. This position was fun, but a slight awkward and I didn't last long before my branch began to halter up and it had to be abandoned.

We ended up lying on the bed next to each other letting our workforce run over each others bodies, touching and rubbing each other's especial situation and chatting about nonsense. It was then we noticed Ren was sitting on the dresser 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 nighttime and I was neglecting my responsibilities. Kitty concurred, so I rolled over on top of Kay and slid my shaft inside. I did some nice easy stroking for five minute of arc, making sure to get all the Angle and move, then Kitty declared that it was her turn. I moved gracefully over to Kitty and gave her some of my salutary missionary perspective movement. For the side by side hour or so I went back and forth between the two girlfriend. The fille not being fucked would amuse herself by playing with the others breast, or rubbing my ass, or just getting a crapulence of water. They kept a numeration of how many metre they had come. Their final scores numbering in the teens.

The dawn couldn't have been more than than an hour off. I thought the girls might be getting tired and if they were satisfied I'd really like to bluster my load.

"You just have one to a greater extent thing to do before you can cum,"pool 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 tail goes."

Kay gave me a feel as if she were very interested in seeing that. I have never done anal with Kay, I was too big for her flyspeck asshole and she is too scared she would get permanently damaged.

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

I got the lubricator out of my chest of drawers and cleaned off pussycat's tail plug. I told Kay to turn over. She instantly understood what I had in judgement and didn't hesitate for a moment. We'd been having too very much fun for her to back out now and she willingly complied. I lubed up the stopper and rubbed a good measure inside Kay's asshole with my finger. I kissed the impudence of her ass and gently slid the caoutchouc hoopla 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 puss with the other. I turned my attention to pot, who was still in the same position and gave her ass and my cock the Sami lubricant treatment I'd given Kay and the butt spark plug. Her arse was tight, but with a little forbearance my cock slipped in fairly easily. Assholes are more powerful than pussies and can grip pretty hard. kitten kept gently squeezing my shaft. I knew I wouldn't finale long at this head.

Kay slid underneath and started kissing Kitty's pussy while still playing with her own. She occasionally reached her tongue over and work my balls. This was more than than I could stand, I had reached my limit. I fought as hard as I could to cling to the top of the mountain, but it was desperate cause. I think I screamed as my hale trunk started to slash. I kept cumming and cumming ; I must experience shot a pint of jizz into kitty-cat's ass. I'd never cum so violently before in my life. I think the girl came too because they got brassy. We all collapsed on the bed and began sharing exhausted kiss among the three of us. We were thoroughly spent and all drifted off to log Z's clinging together. The next morning the encore was a little more civilized but no to a lesser extent enjoyable.

Since that Night Kay and Kitty have become close supporter. Kay has gotten herself a cat costume of the Tai variety and they often go out to run together. I am under considerable pressure to go a Maine nigger .