She started to pull on my breeches, and I let her remove them, and we cast aside our clothes and stopped in the dim light and we looked at each other.She started to pull on my breeches, and I let her remove them, and we cast aside our clothes and stopped in the dim light and we looked at each other. I smiled a little, at the absurdity of myself, my gawky human frame, even though in the best of human condition, as I compared myself to the lithe, sleek power contained in her furry little body. She smiled back, and then she pushed me back, kissing me furiously, her mouth then moving, exploring my throat once more, and I was sure that this was what we both wanted. Her tongue raked across my nipples, and her sharp catteeth heightened my sensitivity with their threats. I growled, and she purred back, and all the while her tail, probably through no thought of her own, tickled my balls. Her cool nose found my balls first, her tongue still flicking over them, almost painful in the tickling they did, and she slid up my erection, and then, giving my cock an almost curious look, she plunged downward, taking all of it in one slide into her muzzle, closing down and holding it, her tongue bathing it, loving it. I was in heaven, her rough tongue was so good. Somewhere, something told me she'd done this before. She was slow, taking care as she slid up and down it to feel it, to make me feel her, and gods! was she good! And this was once the little kitten I'd raised? I touched her shoulder, and her slitted eyes glanced towards me, and I slowly pushed her away. I wanted to wait. She looked at me, afraid that she'd done something wrong, but I just smiled. I slowly turned her over in the lowered gravity of my bed, and I began my trek down from her mouth to her cunt, nibbling at the little tufts of fur at her shoulders and her small, firm breasts. I paused as I flicked over her nipples to listen, just to listen, to her heartbeat and her breathing, finding such power and love in such simple, living things as her heart and her breath. I moved down between her parted legs, where her pink jewel lay, moist and waiting, where the fur became thin and fine and soft, and I kissed her right above her cunt, slowly, worshipping her. My tongue came alive there, between her legs where her scent was heady sweet. |