Catty

Do you know Catty? Well, she is my little housecat. And do you want to know, what fun we have together? Okay, here we go!

Two days ago, Catty was lying in the yard. When she saw me, she came into. As usual, I picked her up, sat down on the couch and began fondling her. I remembered...

It had been a cold winter morning. I had opened the door, and there had been cowering a kitten, horribly meager, half-starved. Full of compassion, I had fed her and...

... kept her. Flashing back the past, my hand had been moving unconsciously down to her rear, and then, I brushed her tiny pussy. I got frightened. How would she react?

She did not respond, but continued purring calmly. I was relieved. Stroking her whole body, I touched her small clit again. How soft it was. Then I felt something amazing. I did not know, why, but the cute cat was exciting me.

Truly horny, I put her down, lay down too and started licking her vagina. Catty purred louder, so I intensified my fondness. Her pussy was getting wet, tasty somehow. Moreover, my tongue slowly pushed into her lovely vagina.

At the same time, she mewed emotionally. Thereby, I had brought her to orgasm. I joyfully retired my tongue, when she pissed directly in my face. A little unexpected to me, but that was just natural.

I knew, Catty accepted her new partner.


Catwork

After much fun we had had together, Catty disappeared.

One morning, when I had gotten up, the cute cat had gone, and I did not know, where. Maybe, she had died...

All the day, I spent in despair, worrying about my little lover.

In the late evening, I went to bed sorrowfully. Hopefully, she would reappear.

That night, I dreamed, Catty would have come back. She was alone, but there was...

"Meow."

I woke up abruptly. The full moon was shining through the window, as I beheld two twinkling eyes, gazing at me straight. Those eyes seemed familiar. I tried to identify them and, indeed, it was her.

Nonetheless, she was behaving strangely, kept silent.

I astonished, "Catty?"

She nimbly jumped onto the bed, walked over the blanket, over my nude chest, stopped. Catty turned around and held out her rear to my face. Finally, I got aware of what she was demanding for.

During my cunnilingus, I suddenly felt something moving under the blanket, between my legs.

Before I was able to rise, it was already licking my glans. I relaxed and carried on caressing my pussy.

At the moment Catty was having an excellent orgasm, she mewed, and the creature under the blanket revealed. It was another cat, a light-grey tomcat.

Following, they changed their positions: He exposed his erotic backside, while she flitted under the blanket to my erect penis.

Just when my tongue touched the other cat's tender cock, he withdrew it surprisingly. Obviously, he was a newcomer.

Then, though, he got used to that special kind of stimulation.

In the meanwhile, I was getting hornier and hornier by Caty's fellatio. My groaning and his purring unified to a lustful climax.

Tom ran away as quick as he had appeared. Catty struggled up to me, and it seemed, as if she had arranged that satisfying catwork.


Double Joy

I was pretty concerned, 'cause Catty had been behaving disquietingly already for two days: My cute cat could not go, did not eat, nothing.

Before driving to Bill, the vet, I decided to take her temperature.

As I was cautiously inserting the greasy thermometer into her tiny anus, seeing, that she was obviously alright, Catty commenced purring unexpectedly.

What had I done for making her purr?

I guessed, it could have been the thermometer, exciting her innerly.

Carefully, I retired it a little, she purred louder. Moving the smooth thing forward and backward, her little body was shaken by her first climax.

I pulled out the thermometer wholly, but Catty mewed miserably, and I reinserted it.

Her joyful purring made me horny, reminding me of my specialty.

In passion, I bent my lightly opened mouth down to her small pussy, began sucking her out, whereas my tongue was licking her highly erogenous clit.

Catty's stretched vagina was secreting her aromatic juice, which brought me to a sensual orgasm, while she was enjoying her second one, more loving, more ecstatic.

Bill stated, "Chris, she's only a harmless infection, however, it seems, you've cared for her solicitously, haven't you?"

"Indeed."


Tom's Reappearance

Returning with Catty from the vet, I smelled an expressive, urinary fragrance everyplace in my little cabin. As I am an expert in felines, I stated, it was a cat's fragrance, precisely, a tomcat's one.

Hopefully, I began looking for that cute intruder. Not much later, I found him cowering shyly under my bed. Lean stature, light-grey, thick fur, green eyes: it was Tom, the same tomcat, that had fondled me one week ago.

Cautiously, I stretched out my opened hand to him, he bit me in his ignorant fear. I kept my lightly hurt hand staying in front of him to show him my harmlessness. And really, sniffing at it, he let me stroke his hairy head. Tom purred. Possibly, he recognized me.

Going on caressing him, my other hand tenderly grasped his neck, carrying him out of his hiring. I put him on my bed.

My hands massaged his front, my head moved to his back. Led by my feelings, my eyes closed, my wet tongue grazed his long fur, his retired penis, seeking for his tiny testicles.

As soon as I sensed his pea-sized balls, I encompassed them wholly, my mouth started sucking them, while my tongue turned up and down speedily, giving him an overwhelming sensation. Feeling his erecting cock touching the sensitive tip of my nose, I turned down, repeating my petting at his soft penis.

I loved the little spines at his glans, feeling like the stubbles at my chin. In the meanwhile, he was getting more and more excited, till he exploded in a shaking orgasm. His two-inch cock, pulsating in my mouth, pumped a few drops of cat cum on my tongue, and I tasted that warm, salty, aromatic juice.

Tom nestled his head against my cheek, purring thankfully.


Cooperation

At the end of a busy day, I was resting in my bed, my head lying between sleeping Catty and Tom. Feeling their warmth at my naked skin, I brushed my cheek against their soft fur. Catty began purring so harmoniously, that I fell asleep too.

Excitement. At once, I woke up by an exciting sensation, electrifying my whole body. I looked up, watching my clever cats sitting beside my towering penis. Digesting the astonishing situation, I lay back, tried to relax, let them fondle me.

Catty's rather rough tongue grazed my touchy glans. I started. Tom licked my right ball, then my left one, causing pure joy. His tender saliva made me relax, whereas Catty was driving me mad. A combat of emotions.

Lastly, her feigned savageness gained the upper hand and increased my arousal to the releasing orgasm.

When my hot fluid spurted out of my contracting cock, they got, what they wanted. Catty and Tom attacked my genital together, licked off my seed. My moaning turned into a wild cry.


In Heat I

As Kyle's first expedition was trying and failed, it was also his last one. He quitted. Without home, shelterless, ostracized by his people, Kyle came to South Africa where he hoped to find a new way of life. I received him.

"Cosy," Kyle complimented, entering my house.

"Thanks a lot," I responded. "My home's your home."

He thoroughly looked around. Beholding Catty sleeping on my bed, Kyle remarked amazingly, "My God, a moggie! Isn't it too dangerous for her here?"

I laughed. "My friend, realize that you ain't in Britain any longer but in Africa. Other countries, other manners. If it was too dangerous for my cat, she'd not be lyin' there, right?"

"Logically, Chris. Though, I wonder whether I'll ever be gotten used to this wilderness."

"Kyle, when I set out from home in Corpus Christi, I guessed as well the Kruger National Park'd been a no man's land. I mistook. Be optimistic, time'll tell," I made him clear.

It did not so. Kyle left 'cause he could not live in nature. That time, Catty got anomal: She rolled over the floor and began excreting in my cabin, although she had always been housebroke. I got that Catty was in heat.

Three days after its commencement, Tom appeared to mate her. In utter curiosity, I cowered into the corner, observing the feline couple executing its destiny.

Tom and Catty walked round in a circle, sniffing at each other's anus. Smelling her erotic fragrant, he started sniffing whereby his penis stiffened speedily. At once, he halted, sat down, raised his hind leg, licked his cock before he tried to mount her. She jumped away instantly, however, he kept on.

Five futile attempts later, he broke her resistance, Catty lay down. Skillfully, Tom snapped at her neck fur, held her fast, shoving his cock into her vagina. They were so beautiful.

All of a sudden, she mewed aggressively, and he escaped by a saving leap. Both retired for a little while, licking their genitals clean.

The same day, they copulated nine further times. I imagined being Tom...


In Heat II

I noiselessly crept into the pleasant house, walked on my soft paws over the wooden floor. In the corner, I smelled the loving human and my mate in heat cowering on the ground.

Sensing her seductive odor, I moved to her attractive rear, my graceful tail extended upwards. She sniffed at my anus too, as I felt her breezy breath at my prepuce. My nostrils began flaring, my heart throbbing, my penis enhancing. Quietly aroused, I licked it which made me shake, but that was nothing comparing with mating my pussy.

I set to mount her. Just when I bent down, she sprang away. I tried again, in vain. After awhile, though, she stopped rejecting me, held still and let me thrust my rigid cock into her smooth vagina.

Immediately, my bursting balls pumped my fertile semen into her with an immense pressure. While climaxing, my spines erected, rubbing against her cunt walls. Abruptly, she meowed angrily, turned round, attempted to scratch me. In the last moment, I got to safety.

Licking off my cum of my genitals, I looked forward to our next copulations.