Take Becca!

Something inside you is telling you that Becca is trouble with a capital 'T'. Actually, EVERYTHING inside you is telling you that she's a sneaky little 'submissive' that wants to top you from the bottom and enslave you as her 'Owner'. Everything except one tiny little sliver of something you see in her eyes, a flicker of a genuine affection behind all the artifice and arousal. You are almost certain that this too is part of her seductive subterfuge, but that nagging, niggling doubt won't let you go until you find out.

You join her on the floor crawling on all fours, perched like a predator with a hungry look in your eyes. Becca seems pleasantly surprised, gasps turning to giggles as she exlaims, "AH! OH! A ha haa haa! Look how fierce you arMMPH OOMPH MMMM SHHLP." She is even more surprised when you POUNCE on her, pinning her arms to the floor with yours as you spread her legs with your knees and crush your lips against hers, claiming her for your own. Your leg slips between hers, and she begins bucking her hips to slide her soft, sopping fur covered cunt up and down your leg, making you moan as her own leg grinds against your dripping wet pantied pussy.

You have no idea what you are doing, and not just in the more technical aspects of making love to a woman for the first time, much less experiencing it as a woman, but also because you don't know if you exactly fit into the dommeownatrix box Becca seems to keen to drag you into. You wonder if your unprecedented pounce wasn't born more out of a desire to feel her body against yours than it was out of a desire to dominate or put her in her place. That said, you certainly aren't objecting to the place she's ended up, especially with her tail now sliding between your slick slits, caressing your clothed cunny as she continues to scissor you.

"Fuck! That NNF feels SSHLP so... SLURP so... MOAN LICK so...EEEEEEEEEEE!" You break your kiss to toss your head back and cry out like a baby bird plummeting out of the nest for the first time, only to catch a warm wind at the last second and soar into the skys. You feel Becca buck wilder and wetter, chasing her own climax and spurring yours even further. You've never felt it hit this hard, and all without so much as a lust spell or spirit shaft to spur you on like usual. Orgasms overwhelm your beautiful body, buffeting it with blistering bursts of bliss from your toenails to the tips of your purple locks. You keep gushing and grinding until the kitty catches up and sprays so hard her fur flies off her wet, wanting mound and you both collapse against each other, panting and purring...

"Mmm...that was a tasty appetizer...but now this kitty wants her main course." Becca purrs, and before you can suss out what she's suggesting, she's already squirmed her sweat slicked body around, freed her breasts from her fur cups and started stripping you, and begun lapping at your creamy cunt with her long, curling tongue. You were expecting to take a break, maybe get to know her a little better, but with her tongue reaching deeper than you ever dared delve with your digits, and her tail groping your breasts and teasing your nipples, you aren't exactly complaining that you don't know her favorite band.

You are absolutely learning a lot about her this way too. For example, she clearly wasn't lieing when she said she could take off her 'cat stuff'. You assumed that meant it was mostly a costume, but apparently she meant her tail is removable, but still controllable. She even had the decency to shed the striped fur covering it and leaving a soft skinned slick shaft before she slid it past your vulva and deep into your hungry hole. You can feel it twitch and throb against your taut, tender tissue, swaying to hit your squirtiest spots, teasing you to a feverish frenzy.

You also learn that her favorite food seems to be your aroused asshole, or at least that's the impression you get from how eagerly she eats your ass. You learn a little something about yourself too, you must have subconsciously imagined yourself with a spurt spot back there too, because the further her tongue curves up and against your soft, spongy spots, the harder and heavier you cream around her thrusting tail.

You even learn that you are a fair minded sort, eager to repay Becca's neighborly gesture to lend you a cup of sticky sweet sugar, by lending her your tongue right back, but not before casting, Tongues "Suegnot fo subereC desselb eb, elpirt ym suegnot rof em!" to triple your tongues and cause them to poke out of pulsing pink portals. You plunge your hot, hungry tongues into her hotter hungier holes in turn. It tastes like you are making out with her ass and kissing her cunt while tongue fucking her throat. You feel her writhe wetly against you, her limbs locking around you as you **** the feisty feline to cum again and again, paying her back three times over for the squirty sublime splendor she's already shared with you.

You finally reach a crescendo of climaxes with Becca's crashing into yours with a clusterfuck, car crash slow motion of mind melting pure pleasure. Words can't begin to describe how powerful and profound the eruptions of euphoria you experience, which is all well and good considering your mouths are full. You dispel the tongues with a wave of your finger and a wet whimper. Becca crawls out from under you and lies by your side, sighing, "Still wanna know my favorite movie?"

You giggle and toss your leg around her to pull her close, not that she's going anywhere. You snicker, "Hee hee. Or maybe I can cast Eye of Horus and we can MAKE your favorite movie." Becca looks at you with maybe the first genuine affection you've seen in her eyes. You suspect she has her share of secrets too, and she seems grateful that you are giving her the space to share her self only when she feels ready. You also suspect that a good deal of her favorite things are wrapped up in what you just did, and are eager to do some more.

You spend the rest of the day getting to know her better, delving deep and letting her probe you thoroughly in return. By the time you curl up in a cuddle circle and turn in for the night, you feel you've made a fast friend. She makes it crystal clear she's not looking for a commitment, and that any talk of 'owning' her is just some kinky roleplay. You think it's just as well, you have lots of girls too woo and having a pet is a responsibility you aren't sure you're ready for. With your familiar friend spooning you, you fall fast asleep and dream of the days ahead...