1. A Kitty Comes to Visit


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

    inhibitions about touching her. I twirled her nipple hard between my fingers and drew sharp little hisses from her, only for those to turn into moans again when I resumed my caressing massage. The panties were almost all the way inside her, and her hips gyrated under my touch. I let an inch stick outside. “That’s better,” I said and let go of her, leaning backwards onto my arms and moving my legs out from under me. I lowered myself onto the carpet and spread my legs. My breath trembled like mad. A small trail of my juices trickled down into my ass crack. It had been a long, long time since I had been so turned on. “Does Kitty want some cream?” I whispered, nudging my pussy lips apart with two fingers. Faster than I could blink, she was between my legs. Her tongue sneaked out and found my clit with unerring precision. My back lifted from the carpet when she ran its length over my little nub, and a small sun seemed to form between my legs. Then her tongue delved into my opening and its tongue pushed against my walls, wiggling inside me. I almost came from that intense, wonderful touch alone, and my words of encouragement were lost in short, breathless moans. God, she was good! Her mouth played me like a fiddle, and the slurping, smacking sounds her lips made drove me wild. Soon I was humping my hips against her mouth like mad, my fingers buried in her hair and guiding her soft, eager lips, and everything around me faded into non-existence. A heat lit in my pussy that I’d ...
    never felt before. Stars danced and waves of hot, wet, naughty delight rolled through my body. “I’m… I’m.... Ohhh fuuuuck!” I screamed and twitched as the sun between my legs exploded into a supernova. I came and came, with her lips attached to my clit and sucking away like mad, and I felt like a river was running from my pussy. I shook and writhed, my heart dancing in pleasure. I had to push her away. My pussy had become so sensitive, I couldn’t stand the slightest touch, and I knew this would last for a few minutes. Her face was dripping with my moisture, and she looked so pretty that I felt tears threaten to pool in my eyes. “Come here, Kitty,” I teased, rubbing my fingers together and patting the spot at my side. When she wiggled her way there, I gestured her to lay down on her side, then did the same, lifting one leg over her tail and spooning her closely. “Good Kitty,” I whispered into her ear and gently bit the sweet spot on the side of her neck. She purred. “You’re so adorable,” I whispered into her ear and slowly drifted off into a content slumber. * * * * I couldn’t have slept long, perhaps ten minutes, not more. I awoke to a slow, rhythmic movement next to me, and I was instantly aware enough of my surrounding to stay still and not draw her attention. The tiniest of moans flew from her lips, and while I could only see her upper arm, its movement told me everything about what she was doing. I ever so slowly reached over her and gripped her mitten-covered wrist. She ...
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