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Cat's Eyes Ch.2 3/4
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Well-met By Moonlight -- Catseyes II
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© 1994 Tenebra
Part 3.
"Enough," I beg them both, this is too much.
Amber laughs merrily, sits up. "You like that?"
Taryn laughs, too, more quietly. "A silly question, I think, kitten."
"Very... very... much," I tell them, struggling to catch my breath.
"Just... give me a minute."
"Certainly," Taryn says. "I think we can amuse ourselves while you
rest."
Amber grins, repositions himself so he can nuzzle at Taryn's cock. This
is something new for me to see, and as ragged as I feel I roll over to
watch. Taryn stops him briefly, rearranges himself lying down, and Amber
pounces again; it quickly becomes rather obvious that Amber knows what
he's doing. Taryn, I notice, is about average size or a little larger,
but that doesn't stop Amber from gradually working him deep into his
throat. Much to Taryn's pleasure; he's moaning now almost as much as I
was a few minutes ago. I suppose the vibrations from Amber's purring
must add as much to this as it does when Amber's working on me, and of
course the incorrigible cat is still purring madly away. It looks
like Amber's sliding him all the way in, pausing, out so only the head
is still in his mouth, and judging by Taryn's reactions during the pause
there he's putting that blessed feline tongue to good use.
Amber stops before Taryn climaxes, though, and straightens, stretching.
"Fun."
"Very," Taryn says, a bit breathlessly, sitting up so he can lean on one
arm, legs pulled under him.
For a moment, there's relative silence; it occurs to me that they might
be waiting for me to decide what next. What *do* I want?
I want them inside me, is what I want, and I tell them that.
"Both at once?" Taryn asks. "Or in turn, or in truth only one?"
"Both, but not together. I've... tried anal before. I'd rather not."
It was not one of my more pleasant experiences, and I've no intentions
of trying it again in the near future.
He nods, kisses me again.
Amber settles himself between my legs again, and I close my eyes, intent
on the sensation of him easing himself into me, beginning to thrust,
carefully at first, then less so. Taryn leans down, I barely register
the movement before he's at my throat, nuzzling and licking. He gets
gradually rougher, until he's biting hard enough to hurt; by this time I
don't care, the combination of Amber taking me and Taryn biting me is
absolute bliss, all I can do is moan and whimper. My body keeps trying
to writhe around, but Taryn pins my shoulders without faltering for even
a second, and Amber's hands are on my thighs, holding me, and I can't
even move....I feel Amber come, feel my own climax only a heartbeat
after, as intense as any I've ever had.
There's only the briefest of respites, before they trade places. "Still
more?" Taryn asks. He sounds like he's amused.
"More. Now," I growl at him, a little startled by my own hunger. He
obeys.
He's larger than Amber, I feel considerably more full. His strokes
reach noticeably deeper, as well. A wild thought occurs to me -- keep
Amber for his tongue and this one for his cock, and I'd be forever
satisfied. Amber closes his mouth around one of my breasts, already
sensitive from the earlier stimulation, begins to suck hard while Taryn
thrusts inside me. I don't expect him to last long, not after Amber's
attentions earlier, but he surprises me; a time or two he pauses, holds
still, his breathing as ragged as mine, and continues after a moment
with renewed force. I think I'll be sore for a week, but it's worth it,
utterly. It seems like an eternity before I feel him shudder against
me, spilling his seed deep inside me. He stays there, I want him to,
but then he pulls out, and I feel so empty....
Amber pounces, deftly licking up any juices he can get -- mine or
Taryn's or his own, from inside me. "Cannot waste it," he purrs,
between licks. In the process, he succeeds at sending me into another
orgasm -- deliberately, I'm sure, and very strongly. I push him away,
trembling, aware of Taryn curling up beside me but grateful that he
doesn't try to touch me, the overload is too much.
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End of Part 3.
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