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Cat's Eyes Ch.4 3/4
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Tail -- Catseyes IV
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© 1994 Tenebra
Part 3.
We arrange ourselves on the bed to discuss plans and let dinner digest
somewhat. We decide a time to leave, consider destinations and choose
to roam southwards.
Amber starts stroking my thigh, absently, but it catches my attention.
"Methinks," I tell Taryn, "We should let Amber have whatever he wants
tonight, since he had such a horrible day."
"Hmm. Yes, I think you're right, at that. Kitten?"
Amber sits up, thinks that over. "Hrrmm. Amber wants *everything*.
All at once. Rrr-ya. I know."
It doesn't take us long to lose our clothes.
At Amber's request, I settle myself at the head of the bed, a pillow
behind me so I can lean against the bars comfortably, and spread my legs
so he can kneel between. He gives me one playful swipe of his tongue,
and glances at Taryn. "Want you in me," he says.
That startles me, more than a little. Somehow I've been getting away
this long without really thinking about what they might have done
together without me. It must show, because Taryn looks at me and smiles,
strokes Amber's back lightly, but doesn't say anything. He gets off the
bed, crosses the room to dig briefly through his pack, returns with an
opaque jar. Amber's already at work, my attention is definitely divided
between sensation and something that feels suspiciously like curiosity.
Well, we did say whatever Amber wants, so I'm not going to complain.
I'm not going to think about how turned-on I'm feeling suddenly,
watching Taryn dip two fingers into the jar and smear a sizeable glob
of thick whitish stuff up the centre of Amber's backside.... Careful
of his tail, of course.
Mmm, feels good, that slightly rough and very quick tongue of Amber's is
so wonderful. He shifts downwards a bit, licking at my juices hungrily
-- there are times I think he likes my taste as much as I like his --
his tongue probing inside a little at almost the same instant as Taryn
slides a finger inside him; Amber's purring intensifies noticeably.
It's getting a little hard to concentrate, but I think he's stroking him
inside, carefully, maybe loosening him up? More of that creamy stuff,
this time slathered along the length of Taryn's cock, and the witch
shifts forwards a bit. Amber gasps, I can feel it against my skin; he
stops, goes very still.
"All right, kitten?" Taryn asks softly.
"Mmrrrr...." That sounds affirmative; Taryn takes it as such, it looks
like. Damn, it's annoying, having to guess like this.
Amber resumes his attentions to me after a moment, as Taryn begins to
ease himself backwards a bit, then forwards again -- very gentle
thrusts, presumably. I give up on watching, let my head fall back, just
enjoying. Amber flicks his tongue over my clit, repeatedly, very fast,
and I can feel the edge of a climax very close... he presses his mouth
over it, licks hard, and that's enough to do it... Goddess, he always
seems to manage to give me such intense orgasms....
A sudden whimper from Amber, followed by a pleased-sounding
"Mrrrrow....." He shifts his weight away from me, towards Taryn. I
raise my head, wondering what prompted that, but Taryn is quite still,
breathing hard, eyes closed, his hands on Amber's lower back. His
nails are digging into the skin perceptibly, but Amber doesn't seem to
object.
"Not stop," Amber protests. I wonder how Taryn can comprehend it, since
it's mostly into my thigh, but he does anyway.
"Patience, kitten...."
"No patience. *Now*."
Taryn smiles, runs his nails hard down Amber's back on either side of
the furry part, which gets him another "Mrrowrrrr" from the mhaurri,
and obeys.
Why is having Amber down on me and taken by Taryn at the same time so
blessed *erotic*?
Satisfied that Taryn is doing as commanded, Amber returns to his own
task. As aroused as I am by this point, it takes very little more on
his part to send another wave of pleasure shivering through me, strong
enough that I hear my own moan like it comes from somewhere else. And
a low growling sound... that's not mine, is it? No, that's Taryn, he's
coming too, and Amber's purring so hard that the vibrations alone are
enough to trigger a third climax for me, right on the heels of the last,
I didn't think that was *possible*.... Amber flicks his tongue over my
clit again, and I moan, push him away, no *more*.... Taryn's shudders
are reaching me through Amber, mirroring my own. That's funny, somehow.
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End of Part 3.
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