Katya the cat girl

"Pleaaase…" the cat girl purred into Blake's cheek.

"You don't need to finish this game. What you need is to fuck this kitty's wet 'kitty'!"

Katya shuffled her hips, causing her plush ass to rub enticingly along Blake's length under her as she sat in his lap. He reached around the obstinate girl, trying to focus on the game while distracted by her stimulating movements. Her luscious tail swayed under the desk, her knees up so her dainty feet could rest on the seat either side of him as she sat atop him facing the other way.

"Uh… yeah… just a sec…" he said , distracted by the action on the screen. His body reacted even if he was not fully aware of the situation, the hardening length of his large cock pushing up to press against the woman's needy rear.

She kissed along his neck and up onto his cheek, sure to spread the warmth of her heavy breathing across his skin in the hopes of deconstructing her owner's resistance.

"I just need you sooo bad…" she moaned the words in his ear as she continued to ramp up the pace of her ass on his hardening length, pressing her small tits up to his own chest as she sank further into Her hunger.

“I need your big hard cock to bloat my poor little womb with a basket full of kittens nya!”

Blake licked his lips, gulping at the image she produced in his mind, at the constant motion of this lithe woman in his lap.

“Player has been slain”

“Oh!” Katya startled, she swayed her head to the side, her pink hair floating against his cheek, taking in the grayed out screen where Blake had just died.

“D-did I just do that… master?”

A cute Cheshire grin spread on the graceful woman’s lips as she looked at him askance, devious and curious how her “master” might react.

Blake ignored the use of the “M word”. He looked over at her large eyes, the look of annoyed anger causing a stirring in the defenseless cat-girl’s heart and womb.

“Two can play at that game my ‘little kitty’.” he growled.

He lifted her with ease despite his less-than athletic body, her cat-like form elastic and thin beyond normal human anatomy making her light enough that the chair he had been sitting on might weigh more.

She squealed excitedly, throwing her arms around him as she was unceremoniously lifted. Turning back into the room with his "annoying" cat girl in his arms, he tossed her towards the bed. She righted inhumanly in the air with a grace and sexuality that only served to ignite his hard cock further. She landed on the edge of the bed, giggling all the while and staring back at him with an unrestrained hunger. Her bright blue eyes scanned back and forth between his massive member and his face, seemingly undetermined on which she enjoyed looking at more.

“Turn around, you’ve been a very bad kitty!” he waved his finger, showing the rotation he was talking about.

“Oh-ho-ho! Is my ‘master’ going to punish me? Maybe by 'spanking' my hot, wet, hole nya?” Katya replied, that playful look of hunger never leaving her too-cute features as she did what he asked. She spun about, the action lithe and graceful in a way that spoke to her “feline heritage”. She wiggled her tight ass back and forth before him as he moved up to the perfect little mounds, his huge member pointing the way, stopping just within heat range of his kitty’s “kitty”.

She yelped as he first placed a hand on that firm ass, squeezing possessively for a moment. After all, she was completely his and only his, what reason would he have to be hesitant? With the other hand he roughly pulled her ass-conformed jeans down, exposing the string of his plaything’s bright pink thong, the color a perfect match for the girl’s lustrous hair. Immediately he was hit by a wave, the perfectly raunchy stink shocking him into a heightened state of arousal. He could actually see the moistness as her folds engulfed the tiny strip of cloth placed between them, the fluid of her arousal rushing over and down the fairly pulsing lips.

The girl’s long fluffy tail swayed in contrast to the utter heat on her features and the way her lower lips veritably gushed with hunger.

It was nearly perfect.

Staring down at his playfully submissive servant, taking in the sight of her beautifully perky ass, the soft curve of her thin waist running up to her contoured body above where he could just make out the subtle shape of her breast to one side.

“Ooooh… please… f-fuck me…”

Katya looked back, eyes drooping, lips parted as she watched him watching her. He smiled.

“You want this?” he asked, pretending to be surprised, one hand moving to hold his dick up, proffered for her view above her fine little ass cheeks.

She panted, nodding excitedly, wiggling her butt as if to back up her wish.

“Hmm…” he said, slowly stepping forward but not immediately going right to the “target”. Instead he ran the tip along the soft skin of her hot rump, a tiny string of pre left in his wake.

A keening noise came from the eager cat girl’s throat. “Pleeeaaaaasse…” she moaned, shaking on the bed so that her small bubble bumped into his tip over and over.

He tsked, an mockingly unsure look on his face. “Yeah… you see I don’t think I believe you… You’re just not giving me that sort of… vibe.” He flashed a triumphant smile her way. Slowly he wandered the tip of his foot-long member so that as he completed speaking his tip was placed right in the cleft of her inflated lips. He rubbed slowly up and down, feeling the constant flow dripping down, lubing up his flange as he pushed in just a bit against the cloth of her thong.

Katya’s legs started to shake as he pushed in that little bit. She looked back at him, all playfulness thrown far from her mind, in it’s place just a look of absolute arousal.

“I-hah-I…” she gulped, her whole throat and head moving with the action. “Please… fuck me sir…I want-uhn… need you to stuff my horny little twat… nya”.

Usually when Katya was using the stereotypical “nya” it was a playful way to mess with the person she was talking to. This time, however, the noise truly sounded like a cat speaking, no playing on what she looked like, no acting out a part to excite her “master”, she wanted him to plant her seed in her and all of her actions displayed that.

“That’s a good kitty.” he said, finally placing forward **** against the slip of cloth blocking between their hot and very wet genitals.

As soon as he had entered her, for despite his huge girth, her slickened folds gave way easily for his invasion, Katya moaned deep in her chest, immediately falling forward as the sparks from within her pussy blocked out all other sensation and higher forms of thought. Blake moved slowly, enjoying his kitty’s pussy for all its heat and moisture, tight enough not because she didn’t enjoy the experience but because he was far too big. Her body earnestly accepted every inch of hard dick that he gave her, wanting more and more even as he continued to feed it to her.

*snap!*

The straining thong finally couldn’t take the pressure any longer, snapping as it was pushed too far inside of the cat girl’s gushing vagina. Blake chuckled, pulling out so that he could free first his dick and then the loosely hanging pink bit of string that the woman called a garment.

Katya gasped, relaxing somewhat as the thing that had been spearing her salivating lips finally left her free to collect her thoughts.

Seeing his chance, Blake leaned over the thinly framed girl, both his hands resting to either side of her as he placed his hot tip up against the inflamed hole.

Katya noticed the motion out of the corner of her eye, she twisted, exhausted, looking off to her sides where Blake's hands rested. Slowly her re-collecting mind did the math, realization of what his position should entail for where that huge, amazing, world-shattering dick should be. Tentatively she looked up above her, seeing a smiling Blake looking down on her, feeling less like a cat and more the mouse in this situation.

“Hi there.” he said, putting just a bit of pressure between their genitalia. Katya nearly lost it just from that. She shuddered, eyes fluttering for just a moment.

“Uhm…” Katya looked over her shoulder, her heart spiking into her head like a shot of cocaine at the image of his lover’s hips placed, prepared to plunge into her sopping hole.

She looked back into his green-ish eyes.

“Parley?” she said, her voice small and pleading.

“Hmm…” his lip twisted, one eye closing as he thought it over.

“Nah.”

And with that he plunged forward. His hips thrust with such **** that there was a loud “clap!” as their hips met in the middle. His foot-long member somehow invaded her to the very tip, meeting resistance but completely ignoring it in the process.

Blake, looking down at his lusty little woman and had the consummate joy of watching Katya’s eyes cross, mouth opening in a silent shout as she immediately went into the first of what was most likely going to be a string of many, many orgasms.

He pulled back, much too fast for the girl’s not-yet stretched out womb so that it felt as if he pulled through molasses, her insides trying to follow his hard cock as he pulled forcefully on the tight walls.

With his near-exit Katya finally made a sound.

“OOOOHHHFUUUUU-”

Her hips shook, body going into spasms of pleasure as her mind reeled from the waves of ecstasy pulsing through her system. With this cute, sensual creature writhing under him, Blake smiled, pushing forward with that same ****, creating another loud noise as he bottomed out once more. She rode through it, never seeming to leave that state of mind-numbing bliss, either one orgasm extended or many stringing one into the next as he forcefully pulled her insides along for the ride.

Eventually he would cum, but for now he’d enjoy the sight of his horny cat girl melting into mind-warping pleasure.