pot

by Vincent

My lady friend has an obsession with my past lovers. I lie in bed with Kay and she presses me for inside information of how I had made honey with them. Although she would never use those words"spend a penny dear,"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 soiled talk straight up. She used give-and-take like"fuck"when she wanted the form of information that would get her all wet ; when she said"have a go at it"I knew it was my mission to stoke the flames of her desire, and I was very likely to get my nous fucked out that Nox. She said"screwing"when she was a little more contemptuous of my past times, and then I had to watch my words, or I might end up sleeping in the Edgar Guest way that night. She could be exasperatingly specific in her inquisition : how long did the sex hold out, were the young woman more or less noisy than her, their preferred spatial relation, did they let me cum inside their kitty-cat. She often told me I was the practiced lover she had ever had and I think she wanted to get an estimate of how she fared on my list of lovers. I'm not the kind of guy to liken McIntosh to nanna Smith, but I can say this girl was very unique in her tasting and desires, and she took me to places I'd never been before. She always wanted to try something new, fuck in strange shoes, in new positions, there were endless phantasy that needed to be explored. I don't want to infringe upon her secrecy, but I can say we styled many interesting experience for ourselves. One of her phantasy was to watch me fuck another girl. She figured the electrocution green-eyed monster would drive her into a frenzy of desire, but I was a little more sceptical of the idea. I was crazy about Kay and never wanted to do anything that might bear upon our relationship.

So it wasn't out of case at all for her to suggest during dinner at our favourite Thai topographic point, that I take her to one my old hunting yard and fuck her in the toilet for sweet. Our best choice for this effort was a foreigner's bar in America-mura, with old article of furniture and watered down potable. It's popular as a hook-up place for those special kind of Japanese girls for whom naught but a fat gaijin cock could ever satisfy their desires for a thorough shagging. I would never go there except for the free pool tables and the authority that for the price of two crapulence and cab transportation I could get laid.

We arrived. Balabushka's was the name of the place. Being a hebdomad night it was its usual half full. There were a few foreign hombre shooting pocket billiards, hanging around too long after their shifts at any of the numerous language schools in the area, dressed in their workplace clothes, ties loosed. Cues in one hand and half full jockeys of beer in the other, they were trying to drink as often as potential while glad time of day prices concluding. almost of these guys were clean from university without very much ambitiousness other than to get wassail every day. They thought they were living the good life because at long last they had a few bucks in their pockets. There were a few other groups scattered around the tabular array and sofas, boy and girls together, or just girls, or just guy looking around to see if they could make eye contact with the lady friend, granting them the approval they required to attempt striking up a conversation, hopefully leading to a more desired type of intercourse. It all seemed rather silly and tedious to me after all these year. That had been me once, but suppose I've get the type of guy who appreciates the slap-up intimacy of a more committed relationship.

I hadn't been to Balabushka's for five old age and the topographic point looked exactly the same. It had looked thirty year past due for a overhaul back then, too. We got a duet of beers at the bar, about the only tolerable thing to drink in a blank space like this, found an empty John Wilkes Booth by the rampart and sat down. Kay immediately began to grill me regarding any past exploits originating in this over outwear venue. She kept pointed out former girls in the billet and asking me I'd like to fuck this one or that one.

I enhanced my exploit as best as my imagination would allow. The more I could get her worked up over stories of hot sex and wanton satisfaction the intemperate she was going to fuck me when our time came. I told her news report of the New Year's Eve we had spent here. We hooked up with a chemical group of girls, already drunk and weirdo, dancing on the table with their skirts pulled up to their shank, and how I took them up to the attic one by one to ring in the new year by fusing genitalia. The stories were clearly having an impression ; Kay pulled my hand down between her ramification, slid it into her panties and made me rub her pussy while I talked. She was very dampish and my finger had no trouble finding their way inside.

I was about to tell her the story of the Hallowe'en company from a few years ago ; every twelvemonth it's a mad picture with racy nurses and deteriorate Disney princesses, but this one somehow ended up with various naked intertwined bodies passed out on a bed in a honey hotel with pieces of various costumes mingled together on the story, imitating the bodies. However, just at that prison term an acquaintance I had not seen since my linguistic process teaching days recognized me, and after a little chit chat he challenged me to a game of pool. Kay told me to go ahead as she needed to use the ladies room. Maybe she needed to finish herself off.

I hadn't touched a cue in several years. I was quickly dispatched and my friend was obligated to live with the challenge of the succeeding contender. I was relieved to get back to my more important business. I moseyed back to the Booth anticipating a resumption of our conversation, but my little Kay was not alone. She was sitting with another Brigham Young noblewoman. 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 future to Kay.

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

pool was dressed in a tight blackness shirt cut low in the figurehead exposing a very lovely cleavage ; I thought it must be a unitard as it fit very snugly. She had on nigrify blue jean short that barely covered her ass, and disgraceful socks that came up over her knees. Her jet black-market hair contrasted with her creamy, pale pelt. She had a cute round face and big green eyes. I couldn't tell if she was Japanese or Caucasoid, but in my mind I decided she must be the ware of mixed gene that about often result in a beauty that is hard to specify. Anyway, the female child was gorgeous, and made so much more desirable by the sizeable White River white meat being constrained by her top.

As I sat down she gave a little yelp.

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

"I'm so bad,"I returned sarcastically, thinking I was playing along with a antic, as I raised my bum end off of the prat. She pulled a long, blackened, sleek and shinny cat rear from underneath me and laid it across her lap. I was a slight taken aback. Not only did this young woman have a bum, she seemed to be wearing some kind of black baseball glove that made her hands into cat paw. I couldn't decide if I should laugh or beg her excuse, but I did admire such loyalty to her fetish that she would sacrifice the use of her fingers.

"That's ok,"she said, smoothing out the rippled fur,"It's always getting sat on or stepped on or caught in a door. It's just one the hazard of being a cat."

Then I noticed the girl had vauntingly black furry cat ears coming out of her head. They protruded directly from her hair, and at first sight didn't seem to be attached to her head by any devise early than being attached to her fountainhead. Dangling from a black leather collar around her cervix was a gold tag that said"Naughty Kitty ”.

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

"I'm fine."

"What a happenstance, I live with a bleak cat. I'm sure it would be love at first sight for both of you."

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

"That's true, but I guess that's another chance 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, puss ?"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 sofa, will you ?"Kay started stroking pussy's tail. It seemed to ruffle and flop on its own accord.

"Maybe, but I eat more tuna fish than your norm sign of the zodiac cat,"she said,"and I'm oh so faineant. I would lie around in bed all day licking myself if you let me."The daughter smiled at each other.

"Well, I might just make 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 individual to keep back her company,"Kitty added.

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

They both replied in the affirmative.

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

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

I froze for just an instant, but then I thought of course, kitty drink Milk River. What's unusual about that ?

"Me too, I'll have milk…in a disc,"added Kay, with a big grinning on her nerve. I returned from the bar with two ice Milk and a beer.

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

Kitty poured her Milk into the trough and Kay followed suit. I expected Kitty to put her face down and lap up the milk with her tongue, but she didn't. She took the roll between her hand and raised it to her back talk and gently sipped the milk from the edge.

"That is a dependable 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."

"wellspring, it helps me to be more acceptable in polite troupe,"kitten said,"Some masses get offended."

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

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

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

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

"Try like this,"kitten said,"curl your natural language so it makes a pouch, and go slowly. See."jackpot's pink tongue delicately slid out between her lips and entered the bowl without a spattering. She drew it back in quickly dragging a stream of milk into her oral fissure. I knew I was witnessing something particular. We gave her a piffling applause.

"Oh, you're thoroughly,"Kay said admiringly, and improved her exploit according to the instruction. I drank my beer quietly as my two associate giggled incessantly between lick of milk.

We spent the residue 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 little kitten.

However much fun we were having it was getting to be about that prison term, 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 see him if he isn't too busy."She said.

"Ren ? I don't think he's every been meddlesome in his life-time. Would you like to follow with us and you meet him tonight ?"Kay asked. She had never asked a female child to do home with her before.

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

We jumped into a taxicab and sat in the same parliamentary procedure for the ride back to our post. Kitty, in the middle, 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 neck of the woods from the noise he'd been making for two solar day. He was a small gray tabby cat who fit in the palm of my hand. I have always loved cats, so the sight of a helpless footling fur testicle in my hand melted my heart. In a month he had turned completely black and tripled in size of it, but despite a couple of quirks he turned out to be a real sweetie. The affair about Ren is he's very protective of his personal outer space. He doesn't like to be held and rarely submits to being petted. He will let you cognise if you have crossed a bound with a quick nip or a swat of the paw. He seems proudest when he draws stemma.

This is why I was absolutely floored when we arrived at my apartment. Before we could even get rid of our skid Ren was rubbing against pussy's legs and meowing to be picked up. We had a piddling chuckle at Ren's welcome, and pool obliged the cat by taking him into her arms. He turned into the sweetest cat ever. He rubbed his head under Kitty's chin and purred so loudly I thought it might awaken the neighbor. He absolutely would not let her put him down which gave me the delicious opportunity to remove jackpot's black high gear top stool pigeon for her.

We made our way to the life room and sat on the sofa preserving the ordering we seem to ingest born fallen into. Our conversation focused on the joyfulness of computerized axial tomography and how anyone would gain from associating with feline friends. Ren sat on pot's lap, turning his headland toward each of us as we spoke as if he were a company to the banter. I remember this next region in my mind as if it happened in slow gesture, though it may have occurred in only a second. The conversation paused, Kay and Kitty turned to bet into each others eye, the honey oil gazing into the deep Brown. With just their eyes, in that twinkling, they seemed to convey a impression reciprocal and mutually understood. They closed their eyes, moved their backtalk closer and began to kiss. It was the crank kissing I had ever seen. I was at once aroused and jealous. I could see their lips forming around each others'and flashes of their glossa mingling as they explored each others'mouth with their own. Instinctively their hands began to move over the others body, moving from shoulder to neck to chest, down over their belly, their pegleg, their asses. Their hands began to impress underneath their clothes. I made the make bold move of taking Ren from jackpot's lap and putting him on the coffee tree mesa. My own desire was growing beyond restraint, I didn't want to frustrate this magic instant unfolding in front of me, but I knew I had to risk joining in.

kitten was turned away from me. I noticed her shorts had been tailored to provide her tail to cleave out at a natural angle just around the tailbone, rather than having to stick out the top of her trunks in an awkward centering. I was very rum to see out how it was attached and looking forward to finding out. I brushed my hired hand down her berm and arm, and let it come to perch on her hip. Kay's hand slid over to mine and she wove her fingers into mine. Kitty slowly peeled away from Kay's lips and turned to me.

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

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

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

I raised my free handwriting up to her face and gently held her impudence in my decoration. She leaned her face 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 lips thrilled me ; I was intoxicated by her tongue mingling with mine with such lovesome gracility. I'm certainly Kay had been just as thrilled by kitten's kisses.

I still held Kay's bridge player, my other around pussycat's neck opening. Kay's other hired man was moving over jackpot's low cover and ass as she rested her head on pussycat's articulatio humeri while giving the bare pelt of her arm little candy kiss. jackpot had one hand on my side, and I saw with her other she had lifted up the hem of Kay's apparel and was rubbing her script over her panties, her fingers exploring for the edge to profit access. Her fingerbreadth disappeared under the fabric and I knew she had found what she was searching for. Kay started grinding her hip 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 female child,"Kay said, receiving Kitty's renewed kisses.

"I'd like to try some of that juice,"pussy whispered,"Would you like that ?"“ Uh-huh."Kay pulled her dress off over her head word and tossed it on the flooring. pussycat moved her kisses to Kay's neck and chest.

I took this opportunity to fill my curio about Kitty's tail. While the girls were kissing and discovering secret places with their finger I turned to confront kitty-cat and kneeled on the level in movement of her. I began kissing her thighs just above the hem of her socks and slowly kissed my way towards her shorts. Her thighs were amazingly soft and creamy. I tried sliding my tongue under the hem of her shorts, but it was just too tight. I reached up with my mitt, unbuttoned the top of her shorts and slowly slid down the zipper.

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

"Here, let me,"she said. She raised her coxa and pulled her tail unfreeze from the jam in the cover of her shorts."Ok, you're good to go."She went back to kissing Kay and exploring her kitty with her fingerbreadth. Kay had her script on Kitty's breasts. I pulled her shorts to the floor. Her panties were jet black. It contrasted provocatively with the whiteness of her second joint. I resumed my quest for the origin of her rear. I kissed and nibbled her panties over her snatch. I let my tongue tease under the edges, seeing how far I could reach inside without pulling them aside with my hired man. The flavor and warmth of her snatch was filling my head with a crazy desire I could barely control. My cock was exceedingly hard and very uncomfortable, begging to be set free from the restraints of my jeans.

I was dying to taste her pussy. I slid both my hands, from inside her second joint, under both cheeks of her ass and pressed my mouth into her hammock, forcing the fabric of her scanty inside the easygoing scratch of her pussycat with my lips and tongue making a delightful cameltoe. I reached up to snaffle the top of her panties to perpetrate them off, and then realizing these weren't her panty. I remember my guess at the bar that she was wearing a leotard, and these had no snatch between her legs. My efforts had been foiled, this was going to get hold of some workplace and I needed to rethink my strategy. I had an overpower desire to lick pussy, so I moved over to the next girl. I didn't see how, but Kay had her panties off and was completely exposed. pussycat's helping hand was still doing some work down there when I began kissing my way in along Kay's thigh. I give pussy's hand a short nibble and she moved it up to cup Kay's breasts. I took the opportunity to indulge in her lovely bald-headed snatch.

Kay had a tiny pussy, almost like a small fry's, all her piddling petal are tucked in deep between her puffy labia. I have never been capable to fit two finger's breadth inside comfortably, and I've always wondered how my stopcock fits into such a tight trap, her saving grace is that she gets very wet. After a little oeuvre rubbing my cock along her opening, coating me with her wetness, guiding myself inside her is always snug and smooth stroking. Kay kept herself clean shaven, so it was always a delight to go down on her. I began doing my safe workplace. I licked up and down her swollen labia, worked around her tender sheepfold in circular motions and darted my tongue in and out of the opening of her vagina. I tickled her perineum with my tongue and licked in and around her anus. With my other hand I reached over and started rubbing Kitty's puss. My finger felt under her cat suit and found the entrance of her cunt. She was dripping wet and my fingers found a welcome blank space to play. Both girls were beginning to suspire heavily.

Kay was leaning back across some pillows with one hired man over her eyes and the former on Kitty's shoulder in a daze of XTC, while puss was kissing and biting her mamilla. She was making tenacious sighs, I could tell her pleasance flowed through her body in waves. I sensed she was edging towards an orgasm.

"Come down her, kitten. I want you to facilitate with this."I said,"This is a job for two tongues."The young woman looked at each other with approving smiles.

She came down on the level next to me and I pushed Kay's legs wide apart so we could both fit our rima oris on her pussy. One leg was over the armrest, the early pulled up on the couch. Kitty began licking her pussy, I was licking her pussy, our cheeks pressed together like two kitty trying to suckle at the teat. Our glossa would mingle together as we both tried to embark her yap, then we'd electrical switch to osculate each early and then back to pussy duty. It only took a few minute of arc before Kay's pelvis began to shoot down wildly and she let out a growling moan. I knew she was having one of the substantially orgasm of her sprightliness. Kitty and I stopped and laughed with each early, feeling proud of our good oeuvre. She stood up and pulled me up by the hand.

"Ok, you've had yours. Now I think it's time to make you feel just a lilliputian green-eyed,"Kitty said to Kay. She pulled her off the sofa with both hands and they wrapped their arm around each other, pressing their physical structure together in a passionate friendly hug. Taking Kay by the bridge player she led her into the sleeping room. She sat her down in my leather desk chair.

"Now you sit there and don't move."pussycat opened the wardrobe and pulled out two neckties. She returned to Kay and tied both hands to the armrests of the death chair. She seemed to be very in effect with knots, it seemed Kay wouldn't be able to take to the woods. She looked a trivial anxious as to what was going to take place next, so I went over and gave her a kiss to reassure her that I wouldn't let anything frightening happen.

"You are not allowed to do that,"pot scolded me in a dangerous, but still playful tone,"You stand ripe there and wait for me."

I was a little taken aback at the sudden variety of demeanor, but I was intrigued as to what she was up to, and decided to obey her completely. How could I risk ruining what will likely be one of the substantially sexual experiences of my liveliness ? Kay was nude painting, tied to a electric chair, facing the bed. I was fully clothed, but dying to modify that position, Kitty was left only in her leotard, capitulum and quarter. kitty stood out of blazon reach in forepart of me ; we were all unsounded with anticipation. At this point words would only detract from the titillation of our experience.

Kitty stared into my centre as she slowly pulled one arm out of her leotard and then the other. If a nuclear bomb calorimeter had gone off next door I don't think I would feature been able to look away. She grabbed both sleeves, and at a snail 's stride peeled the cat suit down over her body. With a bounce her white meat emerged simultaneously. They were magnificent. Large and translucent, they seemed as delicate as cotton candy and floated mellow on her pectus. She had large sick pap that faded seamlessly into the whiteness of her cutis. They were the most delicious thing I had ever seen. I was losing all self control, my desire to push her pile on the bed and take those sweet twins in my mouth was overbearing. I could see by Kay's gapping grin she was also very shanghai. Kitty continued her tedious striptease and I thought I would die. Her delicate snowy tegument continued down her abdomen, she exposed her omphalos, pierced with a gold cat. She continued peeling the body suit down over her hips and finally revealed her pussy. She wasn't completely shaved, she had a low patch of short melanise pubic hair cut in the material body of a cat head. She pulled the body suit over her thigh and let it settle to the floor. Kay and I both noticed at the same time that her hindquarters was still attached and shot each early a quick expression of surprise and delight.

kitty got down on all IV and slinked over to me like a cat. She rubbed her head and body against my thighs as she crawled around and between my legs. Now we could clearly see that the tail emanated directly from her shit, and must be held in place by some variety of plug. The entailment and possibilities raced through my nous. This missy was incredibly dedicated to her fetish, I was incredibly hard. She slid up my body until she was completely standing, wrapping her coat of arms tightly around me and rubbing her nude body against mine. My paw 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 electric chair, trying to reach her pussy with her finger to get a little relief from her intolerable stimulation, but not quite being able to bring in it. kitten reached my waste and I finished with my shirt by pulling my arms out and tossing it across the way. She unbuttoned my denim and pulled down the zipper. She grabbed the dungaree and my underwear together and pulled them down together. My cock slipped out the elastic sash and hit her in the grimace. The missy laughed and kitten seemed to be delighted at the treasure she had discovered. I was relieved to be set free from the confines of my trouser. She gave my cock just a little candy kiss.

kitty-cat led me over to the bed, pushed me down on my back and laid down on her venter between my ramification, her face inches from my cock. She looked over to Kay to create trusted she had her replete attention. Kay had given up trying to rival herself and was showing signs of great suffering. kitty gave her a very racy smiling. With one hand around my balls she took my cock into her mouth. She made a tight suck with her backtalk and moved her tongue all over my slam while gently squeezing my clod. To say the sensation was earth shattering would be an understatement. I knew I would cum if she kept this up for more than a minute as all my tenseness and anticipation came flooding out through the fantastic aesthesis, but I wasn't about to Johnny Cash out early on this expedition. My destination was to wear upon out both fille and impart them deeply satisfied, with sore snatch to remind them of the experience. Every metre I felt myself getting anywhere close to climax I made her halt.

I wanted to experience the whole young woman. I grabbed her under her coat of arms and pulled her up even with me. We kissed and pressed our bodies together in a rolling hug across the bed. I pinned pool on her book binding and began to buss down her body. She moaned softly as I kissed her neck, her chest ; my lips moved over her chest and I took her nipple in my back talk, I licked and nibbled, first one and then the former. They were as soft and yummy as I had imagined. I began to kiss down her stomach ; I looked to the side and saw that Kitty and Kay were staring into each others eyes. Kitty was making kiss question at Kay with her sass. Looking anguished, Kay was obviously having some regrets about letting herself be tied down, and was strained at her bonds. I could tell Kay was feeling envious 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 take in Kitty and I pleasure her together. pussy looked a lilliputian self satisfied that she was the drive of this frenzied emotion.

After a brief swirl around Kitty's navel point I continued my journey to the Promised Land. I undertook to lead no bender or scissure unexplored and no spook of pinko untasted. Licking her pussy was intoxicating, the smell, the wetness, the soft petals of her hatchway filled me with incredible lust. I went into a purulent defeat fad. Licking from her clitoris, over her swollen vulva, I searched the inner recesses of her labia and stabbed my clapper deep into her muddle. I kissed my way across her perineum and swirled my knife around her bunghole. From the sounds 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 hindquarters and gently pulled, it offered some resistance.

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

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

I tugged a little harder and I could see the ballyhoo Begin to egress from her motherfucker. It was black and ovate, a slight smaller than an egg. Another short drag and it reached the critical jut, the thing shot out of her ass and landed two substructure across the bed, her asshole instantly closed back up into a star. It was so precious and sexy I had to beat back my tongue as trench as I could into her little brown sunflower.

As wonderful as oral sex can be, null beats undecomposed old fashioned fucking. I wanted to be inside Kitty since the second I sat on her seat at the bar. I moved my way up the girl, retracing my footstep with osculation. I reached the top and our lips met in a reunification of tongues. My hip were between her legs. I took my prick in manus and gently rubbed the header up and down the opening of her kitty, covering my magnanimous purpurate glans penis with her natural lubricating substance. I teased her around the opening ; I put in the very tip and pulled it out again, I rubbed my shaft up and down her labia. Both girl were going crazy. Kay was in her chairperson whimpering"no, no, make out me, no, no"over and over to herself. pool had her legs spread wide of the mark, staring down at my cock and biting her lip. This might deliver been the greatest here and now of my life story and I was wondering how hanker I could pee-pee the tension live between these two girlfriend. Kay cracked first, she blurted out,"Come on and fuck the girlfriend !"We all laughed and Kitty,"please,"so nicely I couldn't resist.

I pushed the good length of my cock directly into trivial ping slit with the kitty head pubes. There was slight underground at initiatory, then the labia parted and my head slid in. I stopped at that gunpoint and gave her a few shortstop quick cerebrovascular accident to reach certain she was ok. Some little girl can't take a stopcock of my sizing right away, they need to be acclimated to it, or the sex could end up being painful for them. I learned that through experience. I eased my shaft in and out of her pussy, giving her the longest strokes possible, and pressed my pelvis against her thighs at the stopping point of each chance event. I could feel my putz pushing against her cervix uteri ; I went as inscrutable as I could, driving her womb into her abdomen. After a few full strokes 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 quill of my cock. Her mouth straining undefended as if she wanted to yell, but no speech sound came out. After what seemed like an inordinately long time she relaxed her clasp and smiled at me. We looked over to Kay and it seemed like she might set about crying.

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

"Does that mean you have to take your cock 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 make that promise."

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

"You cat are bastards. I thought you were going to leave me there all dark,"Kay complained.

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

"Well, you'd ripe. I'm so foil rightfulness now I would cum if you just blew on my cunt."she said.

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

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

"Did you cum ?"she asked.

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

Kitty took her monastic order and began to give Kay a thorough tongue flagellation. Judging from Kay's moan she was just as safe at licking pussy as she was at sucking cock. The raft of these two beautiful women engaging in this intimate sex act right in social movement of me was breathtaking. I had to grapple my own tool to keep it from exploding. Kay laid back on the bed and moaned, puss, on her stifle, had her face buried in my girlfriend's pussy and her ass was sticking into the air. Her pussy was beckoning me enter. I kneeled behind pool and buried replaced my cock all the way inside her dripping pussy with one slash. We went on in this form for at least 20 minutes.

Kay finally spoke up,"You've tortured me all nighttime being tied up in that chair. I think it's about time you both paid me some special attention. I want to be in the middle"We disengaged, got a drunkenness of weewee and rearranged ourselves. Kay laid flat on the bed. I was sitting up between Kay's peg, with her pegleg ranch over my thighs. Her ass was slightly elevated by pillows so she could be comfortable while my cock still had a good angle to enrol her pussy. kitty-cat was straddled across Kay's face, slightly bent forward, giving Kay's tongue in force entree to her pussycat while avoiding impaling her cocksucker on Kay's nose. This put kitten's face right hand in nominal head 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 cobbler's last long before my legs began to cramp up and it had to be abandoned.

We ended up lying on the bed next to each other letting our hands run over each others consistency, touching and rubbing each other's extra property and chatting about nonsense. It was then we noticed Ren was sitting on the actor's assistant staring at us. Kitty invited him to join us, but he just sat and watched. Kay pointed out that she had not yet been fucked sufficiently this night and I was neglecting my responsibilities. pot concurred, so I rolled over on top of Kay and slither my putz inside. I did some decent slow stroking for five hour, making sure to get all the Angle and gesture, then Kitty declared that it was her turn. I moved gracefully over to pussy and gave her some of my best missionary billet motility. For the future hour or so I went back and Forth between the two girls. The little girl not being fucked would disport herself by playing with the others knocker, or rubbing my ass, or just getting a swallow of weewee. They kept a run of how many times they had come. Their final piles numbering in the teens.

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

"You just have one more affair to do before you can cum,"Kitty said,"You made me a promise."She turned over on the bed, got up on her genu with her drumhead low and her ass way up in the air."I want it where the after part goes."

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

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

I got the lubricator out of my dresser and cleaned off pool's tail plug. I told Kay to sprain over. She instantly understood what I had in mind and didn't hesitate for a mo. We'd been having too much fun for her to back out now and she willingly complied. I lubed up the stopper and rubbed a thoroughly amount inside Kay's asshole with my digit. I kissed the boldness of her ass and gently slid the rubber plug into her ass. It went in much more easily than I had expected. Kay immediately began to stroke her new appendage with one script and her pussy with the other. I turned my attention to Kitty, who was still in the same side and gave her ass and my cock the Lapplander lubricating substance treatment I'd given Kay and the butt plug. Her asshole was tight, but with a lilliputian forbearance my stopcock slipped in fairly easily. SOB are more muscular than pussies and can grip pretty hard. Kitty kept gently squeezing my light beam. I knew I wouldn't last long at this point.

Kay slid underneath and started kissing pussycat's pussy while still playing with her own. She occasionally reached her natural language over and lap my balls. This was Thomas More than I could abide, I had reached my limit. I fought as firmly as I could to cleave to the top of the mountain, but it was desperate cause. I think I screamed as my whole body started to convulse. I kept cumming and cumming ; I must induce shot a pint of jizz into pussycat's ass. I'd never cum so violently before in my life. I think the girls came too because they got loud. We all collapsed on the bed and began sharing fatigued kisses among the three of us. We were thoroughly spent and all drifted off to slumber clinging together. The next break of the day the encore was a little more cultivate but no LE enjoyable.

Since that Nox Kay and Kitty have become nigh friends. Kay has gotten herself a cat costume of the siamese motley and they often go out to flirt together. I am under considerable pressure to become a Maine Coon .