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Cat's Eyes Ch.4 4/4
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Tail -- Catseyes IV
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© 1994 Tenebra
Part 4.
"Kiriel?" Taryn says, a bit raggedly. "Can you reach the towel?"
Huh? Oh. Right, let's not mess up the bed too badly. I have to hunt
for it, it's half-under the bed, I really don't want to move. I find
it and hand it to Taryn before I curl up on my side, waiting for my body
to deal with the abrupt overload.
"Mmrrrrr," Amber purrs, sprawling on his side. "Fun...."
"Enough?" Taryn asks him, from somewhere beyond him, I'm not rolling
over to see.
"Mmm... maybe."
I think, if I could find the energy, I'd like very much to have Amber
inside me, but it's going to take me a minute to recover that far. I'm
clear-minded enough to laugh to myself: what a wench you've become,
Kiriel, anyone else would be satisfied with getting turned into quivering
jelly just *once* in an evening.
Neither of them seems minded to move much at the moment anyway.
"Amber feels better now," Amber says contentedly, after a few minutes.
"Tail doesn't hurt any more, even."
"Good," I say. "Feel like doing one more thing?"
"Hrrmm? Sure. What?"
I roll over on my back. "C'mere, you."
Taryn, I discover, is lying on Amber's other side; he sits up, leans
over to helpfully lick our mhaurri nice and hard.
Mmm, feels so good to have him in me, I'm so wet after everything that
it's very easy for him. Taryn looks like he's considering helping; I
tell him stay where he is, I don't think I can handle anything more
right now. Amber starts gently; I have no patience for that.
"Hard," I tell him.
He complies, closes his mouth around one of my breasts, tongue flicking
busily at the nipple while he takes me with as much force as I've ever
felt from him. I whimper, clench my hands in the blanket below us. He
pauses, very briefly, switches sides.
Unsurprisingly, it doesn't take him long to come, and I'm just as happy
that I didn't again -- the sensation was wonderful enough, the overload
would have been too much.
Taryn hands us the towel.
"I think," he says, softly, not quite laughing, "That Kiriel enjoys the
idea of us together, kitten."
"Mmrrr... I think so, too." He gives my left nipple a last teasing
flick before coiling himself against my side.
I feel myself flush, but I smile anyway. "Could be." I'm just not sure
I'm ready to admit that yet.
We decide to just rest for now, but when I notice we're all getting close
to falling asleep I suggest we get properly cleaned up and go to bed.
Both agree. I sit up, manage to find my balance once my feet are on the
floor. Amber squalls indignantly behind me, I spin around, and lose
what balance I had, sit down hard.
Amber's glowering at Taryn, cuddling his tail against him defensively.
"What...?" I think I already know.
"Taryn put his hand down. On Amber's tail!" Only a cat could sound so
utterly offended.
Taryn looks up at me, a bit sheepishly, I look back, and much to Amber's
disgust... we both break up laughing.
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03/94 Tenebra
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