1. A Kitty Comes to Visit


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

    gasped. Oh how I would have loved to let out the happy chuckle. Instead, I captured a small patch of skin between her collarbone and neck with my teeth and bit down. When she jerked and whimpered in protest, I let go and whispered in her ear, “Bad Kitty! Toying with your naughty pussy without asking!” She froze. I let go of her wrist and ran my hand upwards over her tummy. With a little wickedness that couldn’t be denied, I started to caress her breasts while I whispered into her ear, “As a punishment, you’re not allowed to make a sound, and touching yourself isn’t allowed either.” I gently pinched her nipple and listened when she drew in a shuddering breath. I teased her mercilessly. I gently massaged her breasts, rolled and pinched her nipples and plastered wet kisses over her shoulder and neck. When I reached down between us and began to wiggle her kitty tail, her breathing started to fly. “You so want to touch herself, don’t you?” I whispered. “To run that hand up and down between your thighs, to stoke that fire burning in your naughty pussy, that’s all you can think about, isn’t it?” Her soft, answering moan was filled with pained need. I knelt upright and turned her onto her back. Her eyes were heavy lidded with lust, and her skin was tinted with the flush of arousal. I guided her hands above her head and told her to keep them there, then spread her knees apart was wide as possible. “Such a lewd little thing,” I teased and ran a fingernail over her swollen clit. She ...
    trembled all over. “Don’t come before I allow you to.” My finger circled her glistening nub while I gave her the order, an order I would make sure she would fail. “Understood?” She nodded, but I could see that she didn’t trust herself. Behind all the eagerness and arousal in her eyes was a layer of vulnerability, and I could almost physically taste her utter devotion. “Don’t come,” I told her again and started to rub up and down her slit with one hand and caressing her breasts with the other. I leaned over her and let a line of drool tickle from my lips and onto her swollen clit, adding that pinch of forbidden spice which I knew she couldn’t resist. Her breath hitched and her pelvis rocked to meet my finger. I concentrated on her clit, flicking it with the tip of my index finger, and her hips began to shake. She stopped breathing altogether when I drew the nails of three fingers down her breast, drawing three parallel, red lines over it, not letting up when they crossed her sensitive nipple. It was like a trigger. Her back arched from the floor and she began to shake all over. Her thighs clamped together and she gave tiny, high-pitched cries of release. I forced my hand between her legs and pulled out my soggy panties in a single yank, which made her little cries turn into a long, loud moan that stuttered and broke. I pushed two fingers deep into her pussy and felt her walls clench them like a vice while I latched my lips onto one nipple and sucked hard. Her head flew back and ...
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