AmorousWriter
12-21-2010, 04:32 PM
Sarah stretched, cat like, arching her back and flexing digits. She rolled out of her bed onto feet; taking her tail in hand she slinked out of the bedroom. Going downstairs, she reached the kitchen, purring to herself; preparing a simple tray of breakfast: a bowl of cereal, juice, a paper; simple enough so not to make a mistake.
Gliding out of the kitchen and heading back up the stairs, with tray balanced on one hand. Agile – angelic girl re-entered to the bedroom and approached the bed. Setting the tray down upon bedside table, she then slipped herself under the duvet; squirming around beneath.
After a few moments, the occupant of the bed stirred; with a soft sound of pleasure, a man rose from the bed. Sitting up and sliding the duvet aside; the man moved a hand to his groin, where Sarah’ head worked diligently at his morning arousal.
“Good morning, my kinky little kitten” he said warmly; with a hint of drowsiness.
“Guf mawnig Mafter” she responded: muffled.
As a mock punishment his hand pulled her head forward and pushed down, forcing her to deep throat him for a moment before releasing her; causing her to purr deeply from around his shaft.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, kitten”
She continued to purr as she resumed sliding her mouth along his cock, taking it deeply; before returning to just the head, where her tongue licked around the rim and over the tip before taking more in once again. This morning she dared to risk allowing a hand to slip between her thighs and caress over her folds, parting them and teasing her already slickened entrance while she pleasured her Master; which of course, he noticed.
“Feeling frisky this morning? You kitten whore”
She simply purred deeply as her free hand moved in to grasp the base of his cock firmly, she could feel his juice leaking out of the tip and knew he was close. Her grip tightened to hold back the flow for a few moments so she could possition her mouth back to his shafts head; she then settled her tongue to the bottom of her mouth and eased her grip. Eyes closed, she received his sperm in several strong spurts that hit the roof of her mouth and spattered upon her tongue; she Mmmed deeply as she began to milk his length with the hand, sucking obscenely to extract all that was left.
Her hand moved from his groin to atop the one lay on her own; which caressed slowly at herself, her eyes still shut as her mouth, closed around his length, slid back, maintaining a seal upon his flesh; so that none of his seed could escape as she released him from her confines. Her tongue twirled and rolled his cum over it, savouring her Masters flavour; before swallowing strongly, to feel it go down her throat.
“Such a little cum slut, aren’t you”
Her eyes flashed open, giggling for a moment; before purring softly at his words and suckling upon her lips.
“Yes Master, your little kitty; cum slut” she purred; eyes shining with adoration.
His hand (having naturally moved from her head), found its way down to her crotch; where it moved her hands away from her folds.
“I didn’t give you permission to masturbate, slut” he smiled, raising the hand covered with her arousal to her mouth.
“I-I’m sorry Master, I just wanted you inside me so badly” she pouted briefly; until the hand reached her: so she began to lap at her juices to clean them, getting closer to his hand that held hers in place.
“Do I have to punish you, kitten?” he grinned “Perhaps no cum for a month”
Her eyes widened at this thought, instantly assuming that no cum also meant no sex of any kind involving his cock. Beginning to lick feverishly at her hand so it was clean, so she could move on to lightly lap at the digits that held her, speaking between strokes of her tongue.
“Please, Master. Don’t deprive, kitten, of her favourite, milk.” She began to suckle at his flesh softly and affectionately.
But, he soon moved his hand away, guiding hers back down to lie upon a thigh. He shuffled away from her slightly, looking down upon his pitiful looking kitten; that pouted and gazed upon him with pleading eyes.
“If it is that important to you; then, offer yourself to me and try to entice me. Slutty kitten”
Sarah shuffled onto her knees, crawling around on the bed to face away from him; settling her shoulders and head onto the bed she lifted and arched to raise her rear as far into the air she could. Her hands reached between her thighs, fingers parting the folds of her pussy to expose herself to him.
“Please Master, show mercy by pounding this filthy kitten’s pussy with your cock”
Somewhat embarrassed, Sarah blushed and bit her bottom lip; her pussy glistening with intense arousal, her butt began to sway invitingly as seeping juices began to drip. Her hips rocked as she looked back to her Master the best she could, pleading with her eyes and gyrations, for him to forgive her and realise how badly she longed for him.
His hands grasped her buttocks firmly, halting her movement as fingers squeezed into her flesh. He rose onto his knees, lifting his pelvis to beneath hers as a hand removed itself from her rump to grasp his shaft. The head of his cock pressed against her slick entrance and went no further as he pushed forward to slide it past and poke at her clitoris with its tip. Sarah made a pleasured ‘Ahhh’ as his flesh connect with hers, continuing to make various delightful noises as he stroked along her slit with his length, prodding her clitoris with the tip repeatedly, making her moan and squirm.
As he continued to tease her, the other hand moved to her tail which lay down her back; grasping it at the base he began to wriggle it around to tease her anus, causing Sarah to respond with a heavy ‘Nnnn’ like sound; her hands, no longer able to part her folds, fell to the bed - her body squirming and twitching fervently. Sarah began to breathe heavily; panting - she made some feline noises mewing and yowling slightly, as her anus began to stretch from the wriggling of her tail.
Rather suddenly, it was pulled out of her anus. The tail butt plug fell to the bed, leaving her anus free to shrink a little and recover from the long term penetration. Sarah closed her eyes shivering in anticipation, her hands grasping the sheets beneath her as she felt Masters cock slide along her flesh from her pussy to her ass hole.
“Please Master! Ravage kitten’s ass for the first time. Plant your seed deep into kitten’s longing, perverted bowels!” she begged.
The head pressed against her anus’s mouth, slickened by her pussy juices with natural lubricant, he slowly pushed forward; easing the head past her ass entrance; she whined and gripped the bed sheets. But then, she awoke suddenly, sitting up in her bed, wide eyed and dazed.
As Sarah eased herself back down onto her bed, she felt the clammy feeling of damp against her body. Her pyjamas were soaked with sweat and; as she pulled her covers away, her scent emanated from her bottoms and sheets.
“Oh, not again” she mumbled to herself drearily.
Slipping out of her bed; hair a mess and pyjamas heavy with moisture, her arms stretched for a moment as she shuffled to the bathroom. She looked in the mirror, always surprised by how much her face seemed to glow; despite the restless night and drowsiness in her eyes. An idle hand reached to pull the cord to activate her shower as the other twisted the head of the sinks tap; setting about rinsing her face free of sweat and sleep.
Once again she looked in the mirror, the glow had faded and her dishevelled appearance made her groan to herself. Hands rose to her top and began to unbutton it; letting it slide down her arms once open she slipped her bottoms down her legs and dropped the top on the floor at the same time she reached the bottom of her legs. Pulling the shower curtain aside and stepping inside, she noticed the stickiness that coated her thighs and sighed softly as she closed the curtain behind her.
Sarah: a young lady in her early twenties; stood in the shower lathering herself, running hands over her supple, porcelain skin. Japanese in heritage; she had beautiful deep brown eyes and black, silken hair. Her body; slim and agile with cute little curves that dipped and rolled over her rump and bosom. She could be considered as ‘nothing special’ by many men; which is what she despised the most as she lathered around her petite breasts, that reached maturity at the B cup. Sarah removed the shower head from its confines and began to run it over her soapy form to rinse away the suds; spending some extra time on her crotch to wash away her arousal from the night before, she also gave herself a little thrill before remounting the shower head.
She leaned forward and reached out from within the shower to grab her toothbrush; going through the usual routine of keeping oneself sanitary as she closed her eyes. An idle hand brushed over her folds as she brushed, hoping to create some stimulation; she ran fingers across the bare skin – a knock at the door – Sarah jolted, almost choking on her toothbrush. Hastily she turned off the shower, wrapping herself in a towel and cleaning her face before running to the front door.
The post force were useless in her area and, as expected, she looked through her peep hole to find the postman walking away and a card through her letter box. She pulled open the door, forgetting her lack of clothing and screamed down the hall.
“Hey! Give me my post!” she yelled, catching the attention of the man.
Sarah had attempted a redelivery several times already, each time never worked out. The man approached her as she dripped water onto the ground; she eyed him lightly as he offered her the parcel she waited for. She took it from him and took it inside, setting it aside before returning to sign for it. The man smiled warmly and bid her good day without even a second look. Sarah frowned; she hoped he may have commented, but she grew used to being disregarded as she slammed her door behind her.
“Jerk...didn’t even look at me”
Sarah picked her parcel up from the table she settled it upon and entered the bathroom; she began to brush and dry her hair, eyes drifting to one side toward the parcel as she did. Distracted, she brushed the same place continuously. The hair dryer shut off, the brush landed in the sink and her hands tore away at the parcel to reveal the new toy within. She’d been looking forward to this, a brand new, remote controlled, vibrating bullet. Sarah grinned to herself, if she couldn’t find a man to enjoy her, she would have to enjoy herself; or so she thought. As she placed the new toy upon the sinks rim she finished preparing herself for the day ahead, applying the necessary make up, styling her hair and waxing herself.
She entered her bedroom, completely naked, carrying the new toy with her. Sarah went through her drawers and carefully picked out her underwear for the day. A beautiful set of white lace; panties, bra and garter belt all slipped onto her feminine form, before adding a pair of net stockings. She then slipped the bullet beneath the side of her panties and into herself, leading the wire out and into the hold of elastic stockings rims. She slipped into her business attire; shin length black skirt, white shirt, black blouse and to top it off a pair of Victorian styled boots.
Sarah was set; heading out the door she plucked a watch up from her bedside table and her satchel bag from the floor near the front door as she left. She left the complex of flats and headed into the parking area, hopping into her car to drive to work; excited, she could not help but smile as she handled the gear stick.
Gliding out of the kitchen and heading back up the stairs, with tray balanced on one hand. Agile – angelic girl re-entered to the bedroom and approached the bed. Setting the tray down upon bedside table, she then slipped herself under the duvet; squirming around beneath.
After a few moments, the occupant of the bed stirred; with a soft sound of pleasure, a man rose from the bed. Sitting up and sliding the duvet aside; the man moved a hand to his groin, where Sarah’ head worked diligently at his morning arousal.
“Good morning, my kinky little kitten” he said warmly; with a hint of drowsiness.
“Guf mawnig Mafter” she responded: muffled.
As a mock punishment his hand pulled her head forward and pushed down, forcing her to deep throat him for a moment before releasing her; causing her to purr deeply from around his shaft.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, kitten”
She continued to purr as she resumed sliding her mouth along his cock, taking it deeply; before returning to just the head, where her tongue licked around the rim and over the tip before taking more in once again. This morning she dared to risk allowing a hand to slip between her thighs and caress over her folds, parting them and teasing her already slickened entrance while she pleasured her Master; which of course, he noticed.
“Feeling frisky this morning? You kitten whore”
She simply purred deeply as her free hand moved in to grasp the base of his cock firmly, she could feel his juice leaking out of the tip and knew he was close. Her grip tightened to hold back the flow for a few moments so she could possition her mouth back to his shafts head; she then settled her tongue to the bottom of her mouth and eased her grip. Eyes closed, she received his sperm in several strong spurts that hit the roof of her mouth and spattered upon her tongue; she Mmmed deeply as she began to milk his length with the hand, sucking obscenely to extract all that was left.
Her hand moved from his groin to atop the one lay on her own; which caressed slowly at herself, her eyes still shut as her mouth, closed around his length, slid back, maintaining a seal upon his flesh; so that none of his seed could escape as she released him from her confines. Her tongue twirled and rolled his cum over it, savouring her Masters flavour; before swallowing strongly, to feel it go down her throat.
“Such a little cum slut, aren’t you”
Her eyes flashed open, giggling for a moment; before purring softly at his words and suckling upon her lips.
“Yes Master, your little kitty; cum slut” she purred; eyes shining with adoration.
His hand (having naturally moved from her head), found its way down to her crotch; where it moved her hands away from her folds.
“I didn’t give you permission to masturbate, slut” he smiled, raising the hand covered with her arousal to her mouth.
“I-I’m sorry Master, I just wanted you inside me so badly” she pouted briefly; until the hand reached her: so she began to lap at her juices to clean them, getting closer to his hand that held hers in place.
“Do I have to punish you, kitten?” he grinned “Perhaps no cum for a month”
Her eyes widened at this thought, instantly assuming that no cum also meant no sex of any kind involving his cock. Beginning to lick feverishly at her hand so it was clean, so she could move on to lightly lap at the digits that held her, speaking between strokes of her tongue.
“Please, Master. Don’t deprive, kitten, of her favourite, milk.” She began to suckle at his flesh softly and affectionately.
But, he soon moved his hand away, guiding hers back down to lie upon a thigh. He shuffled away from her slightly, looking down upon his pitiful looking kitten; that pouted and gazed upon him with pleading eyes.
“If it is that important to you; then, offer yourself to me and try to entice me. Slutty kitten”
Sarah shuffled onto her knees, crawling around on the bed to face away from him; settling her shoulders and head onto the bed she lifted and arched to raise her rear as far into the air she could. Her hands reached between her thighs, fingers parting the folds of her pussy to expose herself to him.
“Please Master, show mercy by pounding this filthy kitten’s pussy with your cock”
Somewhat embarrassed, Sarah blushed and bit her bottom lip; her pussy glistening with intense arousal, her butt began to sway invitingly as seeping juices began to drip. Her hips rocked as she looked back to her Master the best she could, pleading with her eyes and gyrations, for him to forgive her and realise how badly she longed for him.
His hands grasped her buttocks firmly, halting her movement as fingers squeezed into her flesh. He rose onto his knees, lifting his pelvis to beneath hers as a hand removed itself from her rump to grasp his shaft. The head of his cock pressed against her slick entrance and went no further as he pushed forward to slide it past and poke at her clitoris with its tip. Sarah made a pleasured ‘Ahhh’ as his flesh connect with hers, continuing to make various delightful noises as he stroked along her slit with his length, prodding her clitoris with the tip repeatedly, making her moan and squirm.
As he continued to tease her, the other hand moved to her tail which lay down her back; grasping it at the base he began to wriggle it around to tease her anus, causing Sarah to respond with a heavy ‘Nnnn’ like sound; her hands, no longer able to part her folds, fell to the bed - her body squirming and twitching fervently. Sarah began to breathe heavily; panting - she made some feline noises mewing and yowling slightly, as her anus began to stretch from the wriggling of her tail.
Rather suddenly, it was pulled out of her anus. The tail butt plug fell to the bed, leaving her anus free to shrink a little and recover from the long term penetration. Sarah closed her eyes shivering in anticipation, her hands grasping the sheets beneath her as she felt Masters cock slide along her flesh from her pussy to her ass hole.
“Please Master! Ravage kitten’s ass for the first time. Plant your seed deep into kitten’s longing, perverted bowels!” she begged.
The head pressed against her anus’s mouth, slickened by her pussy juices with natural lubricant, he slowly pushed forward; easing the head past her ass entrance; she whined and gripped the bed sheets. But then, she awoke suddenly, sitting up in her bed, wide eyed and dazed.
As Sarah eased herself back down onto her bed, she felt the clammy feeling of damp against her body. Her pyjamas were soaked with sweat and; as she pulled her covers away, her scent emanated from her bottoms and sheets.
“Oh, not again” she mumbled to herself drearily.
Slipping out of her bed; hair a mess and pyjamas heavy with moisture, her arms stretched for a moment as she shuffled to the bathroom. She looked in the mirror, always surprised by how much her face seemed to glow; despite the restless night and drowsiness in her eyes. An idle hand reached to pull the cord to activate her shower as the other twisted the head of the sinks tap; setting about rinsing her face free of sweat and sleep.
Once again she looked in the mirror, the glow had faded and her dishevelled appearance made her groan to herself. Hands rose to her top and began to unbutton it; letting it slide down her arms once open she slipped her bottoms down her legs and dropped the top on the floor at the same time she reached the bottom of her legs. Pulling the shower curtain aside and stepping inside, she noticed the stickiness that coated her thighs and sighed softly as she closed the curtain behind her.
Sarah: a young lady in her early twenties; stood in the shower lathering herself, running hands over her supple, porcelain skin. Japanese in heritage; she had beautiful deep brown eyes and black, silken hair. Her body; slim and agile with cute little curves that dipped and rolled over her rump and bosom. She could be considered as ‘nothing special’ by many men; which is what she despised the most as she lathered around her petite breasts, that reached maturity at the B cup. Sarah removed the shower head from its confines and began to run it over her soapy form to rinse away the suds; spending some extra time on her crotch to wash away her arousal from the night before, she also gave herself a little thrill before remounting the shower head.
She leaned forward and reached out from within the shower to grab her toothbrush; going through the usual routine of keeping oneself sanitary as she closed her eyes. An idle hand brushed over her folds as she brushed, hoping to create some stimulation; she ran fingers across the bare skin – a knock at the door – Sarah jolted, almost choking on her toothbrush. Hastily she turned off the shower, wrapping herself in a towel and cleaning her face before running to the front door.
The post force were useless in her area and, as expected, she looked through her peep hole to find the postman walking away and a card through her letter box. She pulled open the door, forgetting her lack of clothing and screamed down the hall.
“Hey! Give me my post!” she yelled, catching the attention of the man.
Sarah had attempted a redelivery several times already, each time never worked out. The man approached her as she dripped water onto the ground; she eyed him lightly as he offered her the parcel she waited for. She took it from him and took it inside, setting it aside before returning to sign for it. The man smiled warmly and bid her good day without even a second look. Sarah frowned; she hoped he may have commented, but she grew used to being disregarded as she slammed her door behind her.
“Jerk...didn’t even look at me”
Sarah picked her parcel up from the table she settled it upon and entered the bathroom; she began to brush and dry her hair, eyes drifting to one side toward the parcel as she did. Distracted, she brushed the same place continuously. The hair dryer shut off, the brush landed in the sink and her hands tore away at the parcel to reveal the new toy within. She’d been looking forward to this, a brand new, remote controlled, vibrating bullet. Sarah grinned to herself, if she couldn’t find a man to enjoy her, she would have to enjoy herself; or so she thought. As she placed the new toy upon the sinks rim she finished preparing herself for the day ahead, applying the necessary make up, styling her hair and waxing herself.
She entered her bedroom, completely naked, carrying the new toy with her. Sarah went through her drawers and carefully picked out her underwear for the day. A beautiful set of white lace; panties, bra and garter belt all slipped onto her feminine form, before adding a pair of net stockings. She then slipped the bullet beneath the side of her panties and into herself, leading the wire out and into the hold of elastic stockings rims. She slipped into her business attire; shin length black skirt, white shirt, black blouse and to top it off a pair of Victorian styled boots.
Sarah was set; heading out the door she plucked a watch up from her bedside table and her satchel bag from the floor near the front door as she left. She left the complex of flats and headed into the parking area, hopping into her car to drive to work; excited, she could not help but smile as she handled the gear stick.