Rape the fuck out of her

“I’m going to rape her bowlegged!” John growled. In front of him M’Ress shuddered and her eyes widened with lust. She was clearly all in on the program for the night.

Despite his anger at being teased and looked down on, John didn’t lunge across the mat and tackle M’Ress to the ground. Instead he marched over to her with the intent of dragging her off the mat and throwing her over the back of one of the big overstuffed sofas so he could have his way with her in the same way he’d taken Betty at the frat house.

John was reaching for M’Ress’ wrist when he saw a sudden flash of red out of the corner of his eye and then was sent staggering by a violent blow to his head as one of those puffy looking faux boxing gloves slammed into the side of his head. He couldn’t remember the last time his bells had been rung so badly. He had to blink a sudden flood of tears out of his eyes from the pain as he held out an arm for balance.

“Don’t go bringing that weak-ass shit to a cat fight, dog breath. Is what she’d likely say if she could, you know, talk,” Betty yelled from where she was standing behind the heavy mahogany bar pouring herself a drink.

John glared over at the blonde, and was sent flailing across the mat as M’Ress landed another blow against the side of his face. She wasn’t punching him, he realized. She was swatting at him. If her claws had not been encased under several inches of padded glove she’d have taken the side of his face off.

M’Ress came at John, her eyes filled with a single-minded determination to turn him into minced meat. As galling as it was he knew he would not win a punching match with her. He ducked his body low to the ground as if he were on the defensive line and lunged forward trying to take M’Ress below her center of gravity and toss her onto the mat. She slapped a padded hand onto the top of his head and rolled over his body, as she did she raked the toes of her boots down the back of his legs. Again he realized she’d tried to claw him. He also figured out that she was acting on pure instinct and that there was no calculation or tactics involved in her attacks.

John hadn’t been in all that many fights since he’d hit six foot, at the age of fourteen. But it was pretty much a given that the opposing teams would put at least some plans into trying to take him out of the game. That made him very familiar with dealing with well padded opponents.

The two biggest tricks were to ignore the pain, and to not let yourself worry about hurting the other person. With football players you had to assume their equipment would offer them the same protection that yours did. There was no way he was going to take down M’Ress without it hurting both of them. He had to trust that Betty knew what she was doing when she set this up. It wasn’t like M’Ress couldn’t run away at any time, and the fact that M’Ress had managed to land some good hard hits proved she was tough. Time to see how tough.

John crossed his arms in front of his face, crouched down slightly and advanced on M’Ress. True to her previous actions she let out a muffled squall and lashed out at him. He took the blow on his arms and powered through the pain until he was able to snag one of her wrists. M’Ress went crazy. Lashing out with her free hand and both feets as she tried her best to disembowel him. He turned to the side so the soft toes of her mukluks landed on his heavily muscled thighs rather than on his balls. John was gaining a whole new level of respect for the males of M’Ress’ race if this was what was considered foreplay on their planet.

Looping his free arm around the cat girl, John pulled her wiry body up against his own, feeling the silky soft texture of her fur rubbing against him as his erection pressed between her thrashing legs. The top of his shaft slid across the heated opening of her sex picking up lubrication and drawing renewed efforts from M’Ress as she felt his manhood stroking across her vulnerable underbelly. John didn’t try to be fancy, he simply fell forward, crushing the lithe cat girl against the mat with his much larger body. She felt so different from Betty or Natalia, but no less arousing as she writhed under him. His hips shifted as he tangled his legs with hers and tried to find the opening to her sex with his aching cock. Whether by chance, or instinct, the tip of his dick found her drooling entrance and with a hard thrust he jammed himself deep into her. She was incredibly tight and hot and a shrill yowl of rage and maybe discomfort blasted from her mouth as his girth stretched her narrow passage. He didn’t try to ease into her, or allow her time to adjust. He shoved hard and her own frantic efforts to escape him drove him deeper and deeper into her until his balls came to rest in the furry cleft of her ass.

Despite her continued vocal protests, M'Ress' legs wrapped around his waist, her leather clad heels digging into the crack of his ass as he rode in and out of her clenching tunnel. She was so tight and hot and he was so excited by the struggle that he only lasted a few strokes before he arched his back and thrust hard into her as he dumped a load of cum into her belly. Under him M’Ress went crazy as she felt him pulsing inside her sex as he filled her with his seed.

All rational thought had fled from John as he wrenched his slick cock from M’Ress’ cunt and rose to his knees. Grabbing hold of her large soft ears he wrenched her head toward his groin as he forced his still hard cock through the jaw spreader and into her vulnerable mouth.

“Huck!” M’Ress gagged as his thick shaft plunged down her throat, forcing her narrow neck to bulge around his girth as he used her ears as handles as he forced her head back and forth on his cock. Drool and other fluids flowed out of her mouth and down off her chin onto her furry breasts.

The cat girl’s frantic struggles turned weak and when John wrenched his cock out of her mouth she offered only a token resistance as he forced her over onto her belly and grabbed her tail to pull her ass up into the air. His renewed erection found her cunt and he plunged back into her channel. The spunk from his first load was forced out of the tight tunnel and ran down her inner thighs as John pulled her back against him using her tail as a handhold.

Lost in lust, John looked down at where his cock plunged in and out of M’ress’ body, and at the small bud of her rectum. Ruthlessly he dragged his cock out of her cunt and shoved the drooling tip at that small target. M’Ress let out a shrill scream that set the glasses behind the bar vibrating as he forced himself into the incredible tightness of her bowels. He released her tail and hunched over her body, wrapping his arms around her and crushing a small furry breast in each hand as he pulled her body tight against his as he thrust all the way to the balls in her ass. Trapping her legs under his own he curled around her smaller body as he battered her colon with his bludgeon of a cock, his dick feeling like it was going to be pulled off everytime he dragged it out of her tight tunnel.

For the first time ever with a girl John held nothing back as he fucked the writhing cat girl. She had proven how strong and tough she was and that she wanted it as hard and violent as he could manage. He crushed her breasts in his hands as he curled around her body, compacting her into a small ball as he thrust his cock in and out of her ass with no thought beyond screwing her as hard and fast as possible. His mouth opened and he bit down on the back of her neck.

The cat girl’s yowling changed pitch as her vocal protests shifted from pain and rage to the sounds of a well stroked kitty. He felt her thrusting back at him with the limited amount of motion he was allowing her and he redoubled his efforts as she clenched down tight as an orgasm caused her entire body to convulse in his arms. As if his body had been waiting for that signal his balls tightened as his ass clenched and he blasted a huge load into the helpless cat girl’s bowels. Under him she had another orgasm as she felt him filling her with at least a pint of spooge.

John lay panting on the gym mat, the lithe body of M’Ress stretched out under him as he savored the feel of her ass clenching around his slowly shrinking cock.

The sound of clapping sounded as Betty showed her approval of his performance. “Damn. I can’t wait till I’m tough enough to take it that hard,” she commented.

[I'm working on two stories. this one, and "The girl Who Fell from the Sky" a fanfic. Which one I choose to work on depends on the feedback I get on them]