Symbiotic Pet 3: Kitty...

Symbiotic Pet 3: Kitty...


I woke with a start; hot, sweating, my body pulsing with my need... my fingers inside me, acting out my minds unconscious desires. I checked my husbands breathing... deep, regular, thank goodness he wasn't awake. I checked the time... 2.30AM. I was so tired!, sleeping in fits and starts, tormented by my desires.

I had become... needy. Something had changed, between the cat and I, after I had used the vibrator to make the cat come, rubbing it over his cock and balls, enjoying the sight and taste of him being brought to an orgasm, emptying himself, creating a puddle of sperm on my bed... thinking of how kind it was of me to help him out, after he had helped me to come too.
And then, I... together, we had both, fucked my husband... I had begged the cat to take him up the bum and his fucking of Dan had provided the impetus for rough sex, driving my husband into me in a way that had given me better sex than I had had for years... not since...

After he had helped satisfy my need, I couldn't keep away from the cat. Time after time I let him lick me out. I used my hand and the vibrator to satisfy his cravings. He matured so quickly after the first time... developing a witty badgering personality that had coaxed me into many sessions. His voice, that I imagined inside my head, was always suggesting, asking, wanting me to allow him inside me... insistant... constantly putting the idea into my head. I had resisted doing that... but the thought had been placed... and I kept picturing the act. Pushing it away, it kept creeping closer, springing into the front of my mind. I tantalised myself with the prospect. Getting wet at the thought. Rejecting it. But each time it edged ever closer to me making it a reality... now it filled my dreams.

At first, I had welcomed the new, erotic, dreams. I used the memory of them during love-making with Dan, flavouring and enhancing our sessions with the lust-filled spice of my cat-sex themed dreams. Drawing him to me, demanding sex, imagining his erection with barbed appendages that would hold itself inside me, stimulating me beyond what a mere man could hope for. More and more frequently. Taking control and hammering his body, satisfying both him and I.
Still, it wasn't fair on him... he did all I asked for, and more... but my imagination always compared him to a fantasy. He couldn't compete with something like that.

But now, my mind was insisting that I needed more than my husband or my vibrator, needed more than the cats tongue, rasping away at my skin as it licked my body. I was dreaming of a human sized cat-cock on a human sized cat, of welcoming it into me, a huge man-sized thing that locked inside me and fulfilled me completely... God! how I wanted it... the yearning was driving me insane!... waking me night after night. The one option available to me was the cats cock... let him inside me... but I was afraid to take that step, for multiple reasons. No!... Yes!... NO! I yawned. Tired, not knowing my own mind.


I stealthily exited the bed and made my way to the kitchen, checking the water level in the kettle before turning it on. A cup of tea might help... just to break the cycle of dreaming and waking, calming me down. The cat had followed me, now he was entwining himself around my legs, his soft warm fur caressing me, making me want him, inside, pumping, pulsing, filling me with his come. Speaking to me quietly in Cat.
*** Lie on the ground and I'll rub your bum, Kitty!, then slip myself inside and give you what you need!***
"Stop that!"
*** You know you want too!***
I did, I wanted to!, " No, leave me alone, I don't want you!"
*** Bad Kitty!, there's no need to lie.!*** He looked up at me, licking his lips... I closed my eyes, trying to push away the thoughts of him licking me, teasing me... cat-cock emerging from his body, wanting me... always wanting me. Wanting him too. Wanting to know what he felt like... I had shied away from it... "like a finger with fish hooks, in your bum" Dan had said... Perhaps if I let the cat have his way with me... the dream's might end. I was almost hoping it would hurt me badly... so then I could use the pain to stop wishing for it.
*** I'll be gentle!, I promise you will like it! Try it and find out, Mistress!.***

I made up my mind... yes... just to get it over with.
I was so tired of denying what I wanted to myself. I rubbed my hands over my bum... imagining him in me... imagining how good it would feel, stoking the fire, deep inside...
I felt hot, then cold. I shivered... with desire, anticipation, lust and not a small amount of trepidation.

His hands touched my bum, one hand staying there, the other coming around, passing over my tummy to cup a breast lightly... my nipple hardened against him. I gasped at the rush of feelings it brought.
"Cold, babe?" Dan asked,and then said "You feel hot!". You bet I did... hot for the cat and cat-sex. Hot for cat-cock and cat-come... hot, with my desire to feel the cat inside me.
Hot with the realsiation that if Dan had come into the kitchen a minute or so later, I would have been semi-naked on the ground, PJ's lowered, legs apart and with the cat inside me, going for it. Hot as I pictured the fall-out. The shame, Dan's disgust, the recriminations, the girls finding out, the divorce, the gossip, the press, the tabloid articles, the police, the jail-time... and forced to return to where I had come from.

"I couldn't sleep..." I said. Dan moved the hand from my breast, to my butt, to my stomach, gently rubbing my tummy with his fingers... replacing the hand with his naked body, pressing himself against my bum. I felt him stir against me. He loved to touch me, watch me. He was a good man, caring for the girls and I, he had never strayed, not once, I would have known. He had giving up many of the things that we did when we met, so he could be there as the girls grew up, towards the confident young women that they were now.
But in giving up those things... he had been diminished, or maybe he just stagnated. I felt saddened by the realisation that I loved him how he was then, more than I loved him now. Less now, because he had chosen to be supportive and to be there for me. Forgetting the cat, I turned in his arms, hugged him hard... trying to inject 20 years of his life back into him. He hugged me back, stroked my back, kissed me lightly. I transfered my desire to him, wanting him to take the cat-lust away, make me forget about it, stop me thinking about it... wanting Dan to sex me up... here, now and the damned cat could watch, for all I cared.
Dan released me, looking at the steaming kettle and the prepared cup, tea bag waiting. He stepped away and poured the water into the cup. Watching it steep... making his wife a hot drink... an ongoing demonstration of his love for me. He was so dense at times. Helpful... but dense. I controlled my breathing and swallowed back my desire.

The cat had watched our by-play with cold eyes, now it went back to rubbing my legs and talking to me again... satisfied that Dan wasn't going to mess up his plans, as he continued his assault on my willpower, seductively manipulating me into wanting him.
***Come on, Kitty!, imagine how good it would feel!!***
"He looks hungry for something... you should give him something to eat" Dan said, looking at the cat.

***He's right!, I want to start off with eating your pussy! Pussy Yum Yum!*** The cat licked his lips, a slow rotation, his tongue caressing its lips. I had watched and enjoyed the same motion on my clitorus... a firm tongueing that pushed my clit from side to side... sliding smoothly in circles, an acrobatic display of his tongue's flexibility. I felt the heat and perspiration start to bead on my skin again... the cat would continue to seduce me here?... right in front of Dan?

"What can we give him?" Dan asked, moving to the refrigerator and looking inside.

*** How about something soft, nice, tender and extra juicy!. Oh! how about a piece of your arse, Kitty?*** the cat whispered to me, abandoning my legs and going to stand by Dan, looking up at him with large hopeful eyes.... He pretended to scope out the contents of the fridge, even as he continued with his mixture of subtle sexual innuendo's and blunt mental attacks...

***You can heat it up for me first, if you like, I usually have it hot and moist!!***

"I'm sure I can do something nice for you!, flea bag!..." Dan started to rummage amounst the fridge's contents.

*** You are a good screw, Dan, but I really want to do Kitty now. I have tasted her bodies heat so many times... I want her, like I had you, my big hard cock slipping inside, pumping her pussy and her bum, too!***

In my mind, the Cat/Dan conversation about cat-sex and cat-food was blending into banter about sharing me sexually... a negotiation in which I was hearing Dan offer me to the cat, coaxing me, encouraging him, creating a notion that it was OK for the cat and I to... do things. It was forcing me into thinking about it, when he had broken that chain of thought with his arrival in the Kitchen. I thought about my decision to let the cat have it's way with me. I couldn't stop being turned on by the thought. While both of their attention was away from me, I closed my legs against the returning heat and gathering wetness between my thighs. Even my bum was warming up as they talked. Damned them both!


Dan brought out a can and scrutinised the label...
The cat hissed angrily.... "Oops, Dog food!" Dan said, putting it back and bring out a second one.
"Ok, on tonights menu is Spring Chicken with gravy!... small portions of real chicken, cooked until tender, in tasty gravy "
The cat looked over at me, deliberatly drooling, saliva dripping off his tongue, onto the floor ***Perfect!... that sounds delicious! I'll take a double portion of that!***
Dan brought the can of food over, spooning it, into the cat's bowl.
"Go for it, cat!"
The cat shrugged and started to eat... looking up at Dan as he chewed. It's mind obviously on other matters.

*** About Kitty... she is resisting the thought of letting me sex her up... I know she wants me to... she cannot hide the scent of her wanting me. I've been licking her out for months, she's really hot for it, but when I get my boner near her, she goes frigid on me... ***
I started guiltily, blushing ... damn him for being able to smell me!, knowing what it meant, knowing my mind. Damn the cat for saying it, so that I knew, he knew! Luckily Dan would never know!
Dan shrugged... interpreting it's look and slow chewing... "Tough luck, Cat! You take you're given, or go without."
*** Fine... I'll keep working on her, she's coming around... I almost got to tack her tail, tonight!, but then you showed up. I have other options too, you know!. Is your arse still available, Danny?, just to tide me over until I get Kitty hot enough to let me take her?. ***
All unaware, Dan handed me my cup of tea and lead me... us, back to the bedroom... the cat disappeared elsewhere and, without him tormenting me, the tea soothed me and Dan's gentle hands lulled me into sleep...


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The shop was still there... after more than twenty year's, I wasn't sure that it would be.

I needed some help and I hoped that I would find advice from this source. The proprieter had been helpful in the past... so much more than I had expected or deserved.

I pushed the door open, the old-fashioned bell clanging as I entered.
The sale assistants ignored me... no, "What can I help you with today?", no "The demo models are over here..." They left me alone to browse the various counters... all mainstream models... phalluses, dildo's, vibrators... strap-ons... nope... no extra long, skinny units, styled to look like a cat, with WICKED FUCKING BARBS on it... how disappointing!

"If nothing appeals to you in this counter, perhaps you would like to peruse the Special's out back?"
I smiled, his voice still sounded the same! and turned to look at the small wizened man, who had approached so quietly that he was now just behind me. He was looking fit and healthy despite his advancing years. Smartly dressed, as Joseph always was.
"Yes, please", I replied... he turned, leading me into the "Private" area... here the building was divided into two areas... one for the day-to-day business operations and staff and another area that was set aside for his personal use and his more... "colourful" customers. I was amused to think that he might still consider me one of those... even after all this time. We walked through the rooms that lead to Joseph's Office. There had been changes... Mannequin's now stood in small alcoves, all of the alcoves had curtains, some drawn closed, and some were open. Displaying various costumes, some new and some were worn. I stopped short... shocked... that one had been mine.

I felt a touch of dismay. Why had he kept it... I had left it behind, that life behind... so why have it on display, for all to see... even now, someone might recognise it... me. The manniquin looked like my thirty year old self... hard-looking, more muscular... wearing the clothes that had made me famous, or infamous, depending on what circles you moved in. My tools were arranged on the walls behind it. Even the cloak was there... hanging from a hook. Did he not realise how damaging, how dangerous, it could be?
Joseph noticed my expression and gave a small shrug, saying "It's safer here than anywhere else. I've looked after it since you left it behind, and no-one has laid a finger on it. Far better for it to be thought of as a cheap Halloween outfit than it's true nature." He drew the curtain, hiding the display from my eyes. "Come through to the Office"

I outlined the problem to him, the illegal sexual need that was blossoming, but being repressed. The potential to cause harm and to lose everything good in my life. What I thought might help. Joseph listened with a sympathetic ear... he could have been a main-stream therapist, but his interests and quirks were on the darker, illegal side of sexuality... but his advice, when he chose to offer it, was sound. He nodded finally and said, "Wait here, I will get what I think will help." He returned with a cardboard box, secured with packing tape. "Take this away with you... open it when you are alone!" he warned... "
I paid what he asked... not an exorbitant sum, considering what was riding on it. I trusted Joseph to supply items that would be relevant and helpful to me.

"It's been good to see you, after all this time!, so few choose to come back."
"I'm not coming back" I said... feeling uneasy... my family, the girls, must never know, it would destroy them!
"No, of course you aren't" Joseph replied sardonically...
"Goodbye, Joseph!, thank you!"
"Goodbye, Dan"

Back at the house I carried the box and a knife to the bedroom, placing the box on the bed... I cut the packing tape, placed the knife aside and opened the flaps... knowing that Jospeh would have supplied me with things he thought would be suitable. I withdrew the item's, one ofter the other, gauging how I would use them, how I could get Kitty to use them. I had to let her know that I knew... about her and the cat. That could be tricky... to tell her that her fully indulging in bestiality was OK with me. It would shake our relationship, I was sure... but I hoped that she would be able to view it as a shared interest, only now just realised.

A wrapped package... I held it in my hands, knowing what it was. Uncertain... would it be helpful?... I checked the box... a hand written note was still inside. I placed the package onto the bed and picked up the note, reading Joseph's tidy handwriting. "Dan, I know what you are thinking. But it won't be the same. Maturity brings wisdom and willpower. Trust me, used correctly, it will give you both what you need. Kind regards to you and Kitty... Joseph."

Footsteps sounded in the hallway, accompanied with the clicking of the dog's nails... I quickly dropped everything back in the box, closing the lid. They passed by, one of the girls, I realised by the light sound of the tread. After the house was quiet again I cut the string that bound the package closed... inert... spreading the edges of the wrapping paper... the cloak! Well, of course, it would be.

It was made from a full length wolf pelt, lined in red, grey fur a startling contrast. On a whim, I had seen and bought it from a pawn shop, discovering it's uses over time... I had used it until the risk of being discovered had made me put it aside, abandoning it and the practices that it encouraged. Perhaps it had only been me? my desires.. it hadn't seemed so, back then. I picked it up, a lighter than expected garment... draped it over my shoulders.

She had asked the cat to do me in the bum... perhaps I could return the favour!... I laughed at the thought. Yes! why not?... I rubbed my cock through my trousers, imagining the surprised expression on her face as the cat took her... it would have been easier if she just relinquished that tight grip on her morality and gave in to her desires. The cat was willing. The cat was more than merely willing... both of us watched her now, getting hard, two horny males checking out her feminine bum, wanting to take her, bury ourselves inside her warmth...
I deposited most of the items into her drawer, under the bed. Kitty would find them, she was so close now, she would probably use them... and then we would see if the cat and I could turn her fully.

I removed the cloak and hung it on my side of the walk-in closet. When the time came, it would be at hand, ready to use. I left, closing the bedroom door, shutting off the sound of it's whispers.



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I watched as Dan played with the dog, letting it work off some energy. It was getting so big now!. He finally clipped it onto the lead and they went off on their walk, the wind blowing the winter leaves around them.
Alone, finally, I went up to the bedroom. Recently the cat had taken to napping elsewhere, either in one of the girls room's, in the lounge and I'd even seen it dozing with the dog! It was good to see them getting along, finally.

My bedroom had become a sanctuary from the cats otherwise incessant sexual offers. I closed the door and lay on the bed. Quietly listening to the wind blow, moaning and murmuring through the window. Quietly thinking about the how the cat made me feel... without it rubbing my nose in the idea, vividly describing what it planned to do to me... do exactly what I wanted, if I admitted it to myself.

I started to recall our first time. Two animals enjoying an experience together... was it wrong? only in people's minds, had it caused harm... no, not to me, not to the cat... well ok, it was a sex-crazed fiend now... but if it toned that down a little... I could live with that. I closed my eyes, the soft murmur of the wind, lulling me. My mind drifted off on it's own thoughts...
If he licked me, like that first time, gently, erotically, making me warm, I would enjoy that.
His fur... the softest I had ever felt, warming my naked body from chest to thigh, tail flicking gently across my breasts, caressing my nipples, as I patted him. The pressure of my hand pressing him, his fur, his body, rythmically against me.
The heat and vibrations as he purred, penetrating inside me... adding to the warmth as my feelings slowly changed from merely enjoying his warm presence against me, to carnal ones. The sudden realisation that the cat was feeling it too, as I noticed his cat-sized erection... I had gasped then and felt a rush of heat inside, "Oh, my God!... look at you!", A small pink hard on, like nothing I had ever seen on a cock before. Like the skin of a baby hedgehog, lightly barbed spikes, facing backwards, it would slide in easily, gripping when withdrawn.
I had thought about using the cat, letting him into me... the thought that his small but barbed erection would feel good, being pumped into my pussy, gripping me, stimulating me, my imagination had fired thoughts of it into my mind. The eroticism of my heated yearnings had surprised and excited me... I hadn't denied them but accepted them, using them to turn myself on, stroking the cat, looking at his cock, feeling him purr.
Touching myself, stroking, teasing... focussing on it, wanting it... perspiration as the feelings intensified. The cat's reaction to the perspiration, the first lick was a surprise and shock, his tongue passing over my belly, my upper thigh, I heard the sound of his moist tongue, passing over my skin, and felt it too. The realisation that I might be able to get far more from him... not stopping, at that point, not pushing him away... making me respond with my own moisture. His continued tonguing had made me want to slowly part my legs, welcoming, willing him closer. Feeling his head push against my legs, more than just following my lead, but demonstrating his need for more. Head pushing in, like a wedge, driving me to spread my legs apart, whiskers tickling me in it's mouths wake, tongue working it's way around my clitorus, over and over, tongue parting my labia, feeling how wet he made me feel, tongue meeting with my wetness. I had shivered with the arousal his head and tongue brought and couldn't contain the sounds that I needed to make, couldn't hold it inside me.

The realisation of that fact, the acceptance that I wouldn't stop... using, thinking about, the cat in that way.
if I had just picked him up and let him in me then, I wouldn't have thought about reasons not to... Dan and the girls.
I would have, should have, let the sexy little animal fuck me then, none of the months worth of torment, that I had suffered, would have happened. I wanted the cat so much... I wanted him now, I would let him fuck me now!

I opened my eyes, looking for the cat... not here, it could be anywhere in the house, outside. My fingers were under my undies, once more stroking myself... I wanted the cat! but he wasn't available... I slid my pants and undies off and opened the drawer, blindly groping for my vibrator. My fingers latched onto it's shaft and I brought it out... not what I had expected! Where had that come from? Dan obviously! It was thin... it's silicon head was shaped like a cone with little rounded nodules pointing back towards the case, not sharp... but, so much closer to the cats erection than I had ever dared to imagine existed. I pulled out the original, smooth and long... two of them... I thought of what I could do... I fished out the KY. Swallowing in excitement, I introduced them both to my body.



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From my elevated position, I heard the toy come to life, knowing the Mistress would soon be running it over her body, arousing herself with it's contact, becoming wet, sloppily dripping wet. My Mistress, my Queen, needing to be serviced. I heard the sounds that she stared to make, the small whimpers of desire. Unfufilled, the quiet begging, the pleading for satisfaction... yes, she was exciting herself with it, making it contact with outside her sex, stroking and pressing. I could tell from the increase and decrease of it's tone what she was doing, having watched and participated in her sexual habits.
The tone changed, deepened... Kitty had permitted it to enter her body, I pictured it, pushing it's way into her, her delicate skin being parted gently as the tip vibrated and entered her, more and more deeply, as Kitty welcomed its throbbing length. How many times had I watched her do that, wanting to take her each time? Wanting her to welcome my erection inside her? To slip into that warm body and give her, us, the satisfaction of sex?... too many times. Her unnatural desire to mate with a piece of silicon instead of me, baffled and confounded me... She was thinking about me, wanting me, fucking me in her mind. She talked about taking and fucking my little brains out, begging me to do things to her, naughty sexy things... but using her toy, not me. It's no wonder I was going a little crazy... the thought of doing what she literally begged for, while in the throes of her passion, stirred me into a lustful state that I had no way to ease, short of Kitty using that unnatural thing on me.
I stiffened, as I usually did, listening to her moaning, her words, thinking about what she wanted from me, but denied me from doing. Long, hard and pulsing with my need for her, my erection strained outwards, a painful reminder of my unsatisfied desire for the pleasure of her body. As she reached her orgasm, the sounds she made and the feeling of light fingers brushing me, made little beads of semen issue from the end, before I got carried away from the sounds she was making...

Once I was well away from the Bedroom door, I was placed on the ground. Putting his own leaking erection back into his pants, the process looking painful as he pushed it in and secured the zipper, Dan said, "Tonight!".



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I woke up, aware enough to notice I was shivering in the chilly air. Dan must have rolled over and pulled the duvet off me. I stared to grope around for an edge to pull some back, onto my side of the bed, when Dans arm dragged it's warmth back over me. Soft and warm it conformed gently to the shape of my legs and chest as Dan rolled and pressed against my back.
I loved the fact that he was a hot sleeper... I could count on him to be warmer than I was, when I wanted to snuggle against him. I welcomed his warmth now and I pressed my freezing feet against his warm ones... he flinched at the contact but then drew me closer. I felt his "one bar heater" giving extra heat against my buttock... he was hard! He pumped it slightly, I felt the head sliding backwards and forwards, the soft skin maintaining contact with my bum... I reciprocated, feeling my own arousal begin. Dan placed his arm over top of the duvet and pulled it's weight against me, lightly drawing me back against his cock as it massaged me warmly.

I exhaled in a sigh as it's heat seemed to sink deeper into me... only this afternoon I had been fantasising about being taken anally by Dan... and then the cat... and, ultimately, double teamed by them both. I had used the two vibrators, simutaneuosly applying them to my body, the effect was an amazing experience... almost like dual arousals taking place inside me. Once I got them both inside, I had lost myself in a frenzy of lust, riding them so hard and so deeply that I caused some pain... it had added to the sensations and, instead of stopping, I had imagined the two males fucking me, loving me, each wanting to come into me... until I came, both the vibrators as deep inside me as I could make them go.

Now, the memory of that fantasy was now starting to play in my mind... dreamily, I felt Dan's cock rubbing backwards and forwards over the skin of my anus, sensitising it, as he slowly pumped forward and back... sliding past, slithering like a snake, I could feel it's head, questing, searching for it's quarry, tongue flickering over me, between my legs, parting me, licking me, entering me. Dans hand slid down my stomach and joined with the snake tongue, blending together to create an intricate but excitingly irratic path... I couldn't guess with part of my body would be touched next and that anticipation soon had me gasping and pumping, seeking more. Dans fingers took my wetness around to my bum, rubbing, coating it... now the head of the snake pressed against my bum-hole, he must of been leaking semen because it suddenly was even wetter... I welcomed the slow, slippery, stretching feeling as it moved into me, I pushed against it, impaling myself onto it, wanting to feel him filling me, fucking me, like he had in my imagination, earlier in the day.
His big head eased into me, now we were working his shaft up inside me, I groaned at how big his erection felt, massively big, stretching me fully, and his length... I felt full, with only a few inches inside, and then another half inch entered me... and then another, he withdrew, thrusted, another half inch... each time I thought he was completely inside he gave me some more... until his nuts were pressing against me and instead of the pressure of having to open up in front of him, it gave way to just a sliding sensation as I accomodated him fully. It started to feel pleasant again, the... odd.. sensation of having something inserted into you faded and now the stretched sliding sensation became dominant, his cock pushing me out, in all directions at the same time, nerve endings being massaged, rubbed and stroked deep inside, at places that didn't normally get such exciting things. I loved the feelings that it produced and, stuck together like spoons, I started to hump myself back against his dick. Dan was even better than the vibrator, I explored the difference with more abandon, hampered somewhat by our position. Dan wrapped his arms around me and rolled away, his cock pressing sideways as he did, pressing in at a weird angle. I groaned at the pain that it caused but had no choice but to roll with him, his cock acting like a pin buried inside me. I wound up on top... kind of like a reverse cow-girl, laid fully down against his chest with his legs inside mine. I lay there gasping as Dan started to pump against me, but then realising the freedom of movement that it gave me I started to fuck his wonderful boner more vigouruosly... sending it deeper inside making him groan as I made the skin on his cock stretch thinner. The sound excited me even more.. he was my toy... I could use him as I wanted... and I wanted him DEEP! inside me... DEEPER!.
I felt more semen enter me, welcoming the exta slipperyness. Dan wrapped his arms around me, capturing my body and thrust himself even DEEPER, holding me against him, in that position for several seconds... I whimpered in delight and pain combined. "Like it hard, do you?" he whispered.
"Uh huh", I managed to reply... getting used to the different feel. Dan pulled me away from the pressure and then spread his legs, parting mine as well. He clenched his body again, pulling me fully onto him, I accelerated the movement...he wasn't driving me onto his cock, I was driving myself, loving it being rammed into me, loving Dan, why hadn't I ever asked him to do this to me? It felt so fucking marvellous. Legs spread wider, wider, accompanied with deeper and deeper thrusts,that we held fully inside... it had the effect of maintaining the high level of arousal without giving me so much that my orgasm came... Dan was sweating and grunting with the effort... how long could he keep this up? He had rolled his lower legs around mine, pinning them wide as he fucked my bum... now he stopped, exhausted I thought, as well he should be... the effort of being under me, but doing me hard must have been considerable.

One hand came to touch my breasts, lightly brushing my nipples, passing by to touch my face. I lay completely back against him, feeling his cock pulsing in this quiet moment, enjoying it in my bum, enjoying his hands soothing me... the anticipation of the rest that would follow... "I love you" I said...
"We love you too" he replied.
"What was that?" I asked, thinking I had misheard him. He wrapped his arms firmly around my chest, stroking me with his fingers. There was a sudden thud on the bed beside me and a furry feline head nuzzled in against my face... the cat licked my cheek gently and then, eyes wide, I watched him stalk off, down my body, towards my legs. A trickle of dread filled me as I realised what was about to happen... No! I couldn't/shouldn't allow this to happen...
I squirmed, but Dan held me firmly, as the cat slid his soft fur over my leg and positioned himself in the gap opened up by Dan. Dan began to pump his cock again, lightly, slowly... I realised he had starten to soften up and noticed the stiffening effect that he caused now.
The cat languidly let his tongue slide from my anus to my clitorus, its slight raspiness accentuating it's slow progress. I stiffened as it touched me, tried to push away from it, but Dan pushed me back into contact. The cat repeated the movement and I felt every naunce, gasping at it's touch. He flicked it over my clitourus, each time I spasmed away, gasping, relaxing after the tongue was lifted. Dans cock thrust lightly into my wet bum each time I twitched. Each time, I denied the rush of excitement and pleasure as I watched the cat tongue me.

Two males... lick, lick... No!.. loving me, lick, lick, Oh God!... good cat? bad pussy! OOhh! Wicked woman! Lick, lick...
"Stop!"
"It's OK, Kitty", Dan said, lending his fingers to the task, probing deeper than the cats tongue, inside me, making me hump against them involuntarily... "Don't fight it, we all know you want to... let yourself go... let it go..." He retracted then opened his fingers, spreading me apart, the cat pushing his muzzle deeper and... lick... lick... started tonguing the skin INSIDE me. I bucked at the new sensation and stopped saying "No!" still trying to close my legs, to cut off the burning need that the cat was filling me with. He knew! Dan knew? I couldn't believe it.. how could he know? He was watching the cat lick me out, helping it, telling me it was OK... rooting me as he did, so hard! Enjoying what he was seeing! I wanted to believe him, had to believe him. His hand left me to stroke the cats head. It started purring, pausing to lick Dan's wrist, Dan's balls, Dan's cock... touching my bum hole wetly as he did so. Dan put his fingers back into me, flaring me open again... the cat rode his chest up my body, purring loudly, his fur gliding over ne, feeling like a six inch tongue, smoothing down my my pubic hair with his weight. I didn't really realise the consequence of that, until the tip of his penis slid between Dan's fingers and into my open pussy, already inches inside me before I realised. Dan took his fingers away to control my half hearted efforts to escape, my vagina collapsed around the barbed erection and I was literally hooked by the physically small but mentally huge cat-cock, that was now being thrust energetically into me. Dan took hold of the scruff of the cats neck... holding him in me and slowing it's cadence down... down to a gentle, rocking motion that suddenly got the three of us syncronised, both males thrusting into me at the same time, hitting the deepest parts of my body at the same time... I swear I could feel the heads of their cocks rubbing each other with only my skin seperating them, as they propelled me into an orgasm. I shuddered erratically against them both, letting the sheer pleasure roll through me. As I had thought it would, the cats spikey erection gripped me, not falling out as I thrashed against both their meat. Over and over I plunged myself against him, loving the orgasm they had given me... Dan moved the cat away from me... the hard cat cock pulling backwards, tight against my skin. Our combined movements finally making it pull out. Dan withdrew also, he stood and wiped his cock clean, with a wipe, as I lay, sated on the bed, thinking about the best fuck I had ever had... thinking about both the cat and the man.

Dan moved back under the covers, I rubbed his cock until he was hard again, rolling onto my back, spreading my legs, offering myself to him, inviting him to finish inside me... wanting to thank him, fuck him, wanting to feel his sperm in me. I was so grateful for his understanding and love.

He entered me again and slipped deeper than the cat had been, way deeper, I felt his nuts pressing against my thigh's. I was expecting him to speed up and finish quickly, messily, inside me... the excitment of joining with me and the cat making him come fast. But Dan had other ideas. He rolled me on top and whispered... "Your turn, again!" The thought of having a second orgasm made me start to ride him again. Tired, I lay down and, in a swimming motion began to work myself back against him as he sroked my back and bum, enhancing the slidding feeling of his skin against my belly and breasts. I kissed him deeply, "I love you... how did you know?", I asked. He chuckled, the rapid exhalations and movement doing interesting things inside me, as the head of his cock jiggled around.
"Mmmm, thats nice... tell me later OK?" I said, speeding up my movements to maintain the stimulus...
"Uh huh", he replied, smiling. he spread his legs, lifting them slightly to get purchase with his heels and began to match the pace that I was setting, increasing the depth as well. Dan used his hands on my butt, pulling and pushing in time with the pattern I was setting. I was slowly increasing the speed, feeling my second orgasm approaching, working him harder and faster, getting wetter, so close now!... I felt Dan's cock flexing, felt him coming, too soon!, I thought but still driving myself onto him, hoping he could stay hard enough for me to finish... So close! so... stay hard!, damn it!.
I went into a frenzy, trying to finish off too... knowing that if I didn't, the disappointment would ruin what we had achieved earlier... I could feel the pulsing of Dan's cock... slowing, his eyes were closed and he whispered, " I'm sorry, it was too good for me... I'm sorry!" I swallowed my rising disappointment, riding him while I still could, trying to salvage the moment, before it was too late. His softening cock actually felt pretty good, rubbing in a place that didn't normally get much pressure. I could still come... just a little more!
Suddenly I felt the cat's body against my butt, his cock slid surely into my bum, small compared to Dan, but wonderfully snug at this moment... he continued to fuck me, even as Dan faltered into stillness. I seized upon the sensation, thinking only about coming... I had been so close before, it took only a second or two before the cat-sex replaced man-sex in my mind. I welcomed his unrestrained cock, driving into my bum... like a finger with fish hooks!, I thought... Oh yeah, so true!, so good as well! I could feel Dan's hand, reaching to stroke the cat's head...
"Fuck her hard!" he commanded, as I felt the cat's compact, muscular body working itself deeper inside.
"Yes! fuck me hard!" I echoed... feeling him responding to me... to his own needs. Purring, grunting, licking... coming!... my arse was getting wet!... not you too, I thought!? It didn't matter! I came as well, still able to feel his come squirting copiously into my bum, even as I held on tight to Dan, thanking them both, loving them both. The cat withdrew, a sharp pain in my bum as his spikey cock pulled out... almost instantly forgotten as I contiued with my paroxysm of pleasure. I slowly came back to myself, finding both man and cat still in contact with me... I felt like meat in a sandwich, Dan underneath, the cat lying on my back, sprawling over my back now. All three of us were content... happy, finished, we drifted off to sleep...





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I siphoned off more energy from sleeping bodies underneath me, careful not to disturb their slumber, but desperate not to miss the chance that had been given to me... it had been so long! and now?... after what I had stored tonight, I could sustain myself for several years if need be.

Who knew when the next oppurtunity like this would occur... and how? perhaps I should use some of this newly aquired energy to... invite... more of the activity that I so desperately needed. It was so hard to influence, not compel...
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