a catgirl bedwarmer

After having a drink and a cheaply rationed meal, Markus watched some of the current animated shows he could pirate freely, and of course the curves and sheer fan-service shown off had him in the mood to give another slut a go at being a pair of holes for him to let off into, but he held back and let those feelings stew to allow himself to finish his viewing experience/ finish his time with the originally planned hobby before moving onto his newest one.

He finished a few episodes and decided that was enough for a day, and went off to bed feeling tired except for the hunger burning within him. The first gate wasn't made by him, and his first was highly influenced by it, however, the third seemed to be all his own; given how specifically he was feeling and thinking at the moment.

There was a rush at the idea of constantly getting a new girl freshly picked from just what he wanted; which caused quite the strange warmth in his expression despite how desolately lonely and half unpacked his bedroom was. The place could really use the presence of other people for it to begin to show any trace of being lived in, something that Markus would slowly amend with lustful, slutty care to emanate from every surface.

Markus mused over the fact that he never had a cat, but would like the cuddly characteristic near at the moment, and the slight fluff on the last whore oddly made Markus shameless about being a beast if the girl he was with had a similar inhumanity on the outside; yet not enough to be furry. He grabbed a strip of cardboard from his moving boxes and placed it on the pillow he planned to cuddle, while thinking of a game with smutty characters he liked and drawing another gate with the intent of waist and below action.

A plump set of legs with bubbly thick ass gracefully moved through the portal, her feet daintily kicking at the air as her long white cat tail also strafed around in discovery. She lacked the sheer muscle of the last partially-present partial-furry, but a smack to her ass revealed that this one made up for it in impressive softness as her marshmallow butt jiggled like jello.

The cat-girl tensed, the toes on the end of her furry 'thigh-highs?' had sharp talons temporarily sprout, before she slowly settled down; finding footing and pose on the bed, lifting her ass up and daring to express pride somehow. Markus tossed a blanket over his pillow; letting him pretend a full woman was there that he didn't have to care about or engage with, and he smirked, diving into his conquest.

The pussy was soft and warm at his initial prods, her tail straightening out of the way as she stiffened nervously at his pressure. He yanked the tail and drove in deep at her tight folds, imagining how hard this bitch would be yowling on the other side, and remembering a piece of lore he forgot about this bimbo somehow being a nun Cat-girl brought up in a convent; her virgin cunt certainly was.

Her ass practically clapped itself against him, from how intense her first sensation of dick was; with it pounding a warmth into it; that she wanted rubbed in deep and as much as she could feel radiating inside her. She clenched hard for him to not pull back and milked him on pure instinct for more satisfaction. The sight of her phat ass and thighs backing up to him only made them a big target to give some domineering smacks to watch jiggle in pure passion.

The white-furred, and seemingly blue-haired cat-girl indicated by strands near the entrance, thought back to her days of being punished nuns; spanked with rulers, and embarrassingly felt her pussy only get even wetter. However, this slut was a seasoned fighter and had awakened to the passion to take his dick as opposed to just being its toy, triggering her fighting spirit to lead her to throw it back rough despite the pain to her once virgin hole.

Markus met her push intimately, slamming her into the mattress and flattening its springs as he bounced her on it; making her sweat and soak the fresh bed as her pussy seethed. She nearly won the impromptu sex-fight through sheer tenacity, but the odds were never even, especially as Markus felt around, pinching and strumming her erect clit, making her seize out of control and milk him desperately with the subconscious urge to carry a litter.

He won, he announced deeply as he rammed her cervix and felt the heat of her womb; soon satisfied as he spewed his load, firing in pulses that only prolonged her climax at each one. Markus kept his cock in her, even as it softened, and turned over in bed to persistently enjoy the feeling of softness and warmth through the night.

Her tail wrapped around his waist tenderly, and she seemed **** to let him move away at all with her reward plugged into her. She did try to resume fucking a couple of distracting times, but these were encourage-able, so he tore off a piece of cardboard and wanted her mouth.

He kissed it, and the cheeks blushed even harder, and her cunt twitched, "Nya~ thanks lord" she mewed in a daze; even as he set her mouth near his cock and her pussy. Her fang-toothed smile smelled something absolutely indulgent; causing her tongue to trail out cutely and shock herself with the ease of licking her own privates and love at licking him, her tongue lapping up any leaking semen. "Th-thanks for the milk, god; please nya~ give more of your love" she begged innocently in prayer; deserving another fucking that he could hear be mewed out from. He tried cumming in her mouth one time, but neither could be bear him pulling out enough for that.

The night went peacefully, with him enjoying the fat of her ass against him, and her mouth panting, licking, drooling, praying onto him when not dozing into small cat naps.