1. A Kitty Comes to Visit


    Date: 4/17/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    a little wicked. But it also was intense, and it was so much fun. “Bad Kitty,” I whispered again and opened the zipper of my dress, letting it pool around my feet and needing a few seconds to fight the lightweight feeling. I stepped out of it and threw it onto the unused end of the couch, not able to care about making wrinkles. Her eyes roamed up and down my body. A short stab of self-consciousness shot through me. The ten years age gap made all the difference between a perfect, blemishless body like hers and the first signs of aging that showed on mine. There was only adoration in her eyes, though, and I quickly unfastened my expensive lace bra and threw it onto the dress. “Do you know what one does with a bad kitty,” I asked her, my voice too breathless and fast, but it was all I could manage. I slid my soaked panties down my thighs, and a naughty addition to my plan occurred to me. ‘Would she…?’ My fingers trembled when I picked up the panties and turned the gusset inside out. “One pushes their face into something wet,” I growled quietly, and we both shuddered at the same time in wicked pleasure. Her breathing started to race like mad when I held the panties close to her face, and little whimpers of need filled the air when I pushed them gently in her face, covering her nose and mouth, making her breath the scent of my need and coating her lips with my juices. I smeared my secretions all over her face, and I noticed her try to suck greedily on the thin fabric. “Such an ...
    eager, horny little kitten,” I cooed and went down onto my knees next to her. I pulled the panties away, capturing her chin with my free hand and turning her face towards me. It was aglow with red arousal and glistening with my moisture, but most of all, it held such an expression of pure bliss that it made my body tremble from restrained need. I ran the knuckles of my other hand through her folds and found the same, sticky-hot mess of wetness there that was between my own legs. I clucked my tongue. “You’re going to drip all over my expensive carpet and floor,” I accused softly, and god, how adorably guilty she looked at me! “We can’t have that,” I told her while my thumb gently massaged my juices into her trembling lips. This was another spur-of-the-moment idea, but something about it was so appealing and forbidden, I just couldn’t resist. I held my panties’ gusset against the opening of her sweet snatch and slowly pushed inwards. “We can’t have your needy, yucky, smelly pussy-honey drip out of you and make everything sticky,” I whispered while I pushed them inside her inch by inch. “I’ve made everything here spotless for you, but you can’t control your horny little snatch, can you?” I let my hand roam downwards from her face, running my fingernails down the front of her throat. Her back arched and she threw back her head, her breath coming in short little gasps. I wrapped my fingers around one breast and gently squeezed and pulled, letting her know that I had not the tiniest ...
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