You've always liked thunderstorms, always liked the night. There is something about it that calls to you. Beneath your covers your body is warm... and your hands are exploring your body, working over the hardness of your arousal-your mind has been drifting, and you are imagining a gorgeous cat girl in the bed with you. Her tongue plays sweet havoc against your length, the gentle roughness of it licking along the base of your shaft as sweet, inquisitive eyes look up at you with a burning desire that is for you and you alone. Her dark auburn hair falls into her face, obscuring your vision from those burning hazel eyes as she takes your entire length into her mouth, drawing you in with a gentle suck until you hit the back of her throat. Your eyes close and you moan out in ecstasy and she sucks harder, using her small hands to wrap around the base of your shaft so that each time you fall from her mouth, you are treated to a pump from her fingers. Your entire body is shivering now, aching in anticipation of the orgasm that is to come-you can see the sweet, plump ass of the cat swaying back and forth, tail flickering as her hips gyrate as though she is riding you with her body as well as her mouth. So close to orgasm now, your voice cries out in the darkness and your hands dart down to grab the auburn strands of the head that bobs, ears flickering back and forth, and continues to swallow you down as though she means to devour you. One more thrust, another aching plus of pleasure, and-- Knock. Knock. Knock. The sound of someone rapping on the door pulls your attention away from your fantasy. Your aching arousal is denied attention as you sit up in bed for a moment, looking towards your closed door. Who would be knocking at this hour? Especially in this weather. A small groan escapes your lips as you realize that getting up is going to ruin any chance of you finishing what you have started. You give another groan and close your eyes for a minute before deciding that you better see who is at the door. Another sigh escapes your lips as you get up to pull on some clothes, shouting as you do, "I'm coming, I'm coming!" There is truly something almost irritating and people who disturb you in the middle of the night. Perhaps it is the fact that you were disturbed while you were having such an enticing fantasy... but whatever the reason, you find yourself grumbling as you slip into your clothes, taking longer than you should in the hopes that whoever is at the door while be gone by the time that you get there so that you can return to what you were doing and hopefully capture the moment again. You finally manage to put on your clothes and make it out of your room and to the front door-you can still hear the rain pouring down heavily outside, and you again wonder who could possibly be out there knocking on your door to begin with... maybe you just imagined it? A small, voice, however, contradicts that logic. You can barely hear it over the rain, and through the thickness of your door... but you do, "Help me... please....?" And then another faint little knock before everything falls to silence and the thundering of the rain again. Your eyes widen in shock-that tiny little female voice sounded so lost, so hurt. Without thinking, and with no hesitation, you open your door; the sight that meets your eyes is truly unbelievable: A young cat stands there before you... and not such any cat girl... but the girl from your fantasy! Her calico fur is slicked down against her curvaceous frame, and her auburn hair is streaked back from her face-she is soaked to the bone and shivering there on your doorstep, with her arms wrapped around her narrow waist as though to keep at least a little of the heat inside of her body. Her ample breasts are there on display for you, full and perky with droplets of water clinging to her nipples that stand erect in the coolness of the rain. Her hips sway out, widening to show an ample ass... the perfect size. Her tail is down, wrapped around one of her legs as though she wants to curl in on herself completely to gain back some of the warmth that she couldn't seem to shiver back into her frame. She looks up at you with hazel eyes as though you are truly her hero-before you can do anything, or think more than to let out a shocked little gasp, she lunges forward and warps her soaked frame around you. Nuzzling against your neck and rubbing herself against you, she begins to whisper softly... "Oh, thank you... thank you so much..." Her face turns up to you, feline features exotic and beautiful-water clings to her thick lashes, to her beautiful, full lips... and then she comes up on tip toe and presses her mouth hungrily against your own, claws digging in to the back of your shirt to hold you tight. Her tongue hungrily parts your lips and begins to lap at the warmth of your mouth as though she wants to drink you down from the inside out. Her entire, shivering and wet body gyrates and grinds against your own-you can feel the moisture from her fur begin to soak through your clothes, but you honestly can't seem to care at the moment. Your arms wrap around her and hold her tight to you as a little moan spills from her mouth and into your own as the kiss continues. You can feel her nipples hard through the t-shirt that you have on, and her torso works back and forth so that they brush against you over and over again, bringing little shivers of pleasure and desire from her tiny frame with each movement that she makes. Her claws still dig into your shirt, pulling at you as though she wants to truly bring you inside of her with just those little tugs. Finally, she breaks free from the kiss, giving your lower lip a little lick as she does so. She says nothing, but instead looks up at you with those hazel eyes, gone darker from the passion that she feels for you. Wet strands of her hair cling messily to her face, and her ample chest is heaving with desire and need. It is as though this is the moment that you have been waiting for your entire life. With a groan of pleasure, you pick her up. Her tiny, well curved frame lifts easily into your arms. You can't even make it to your room... instead you take her to the soft rug in your living room and lay her down. It is clear by the way that she clings to you, wrapping her legs around your waist as soon as her back hits the floor that she wants this just as much as you do.... another tiny and whimpered, "Please!" Escapes her throat as you move to pull your shirt off. You can't wait... your lust is too strong-you have to have her now! It seems as though she feels the same way, because her warm mouth connects with your own again, her soft tongue swirling in a dance of pure eroticism with yours. Her claws once more dig against your back, leaving little red trails, and that whimpered please escapes her lips. She is begging for you, and her doing so seems to intoxicate you to the point that you forget where you are, forget that you are in your own apartment... there is nothing but the hazel eyes and the supple body beneath you. Her tail lifts, wrapping around your leg as though to draw you closer, and she arches her back so that her full, bare breasts brush against your naked chest-you can feel her nipples become even more erect as she makes contact with your skin. "I want you, please?" Her first words are formed aside from the little please that she has been whimpering like a little litany to you... and those words truly give you permission-in one quick movement, you pull back from her for just a moment to remove your pants, and then you are on top of her again. You can feel your arousal against her stomach, brushed and teased by fur-it makes your eyes close in pleasure for a moment as a groan escapes your lips. Your hips flex and you thrust so that your length works between your pressed bodies, and it draws a little jerk from her, as though she can already feel you deep inside of her core. One of your hands move to slip beneath her head, cradling and then tangling with her hair-the other moves between your bodies so that you can slip two fingers into her folds, feeling the warmth and wetness of her core-you can tell that she is already ready for you. Just that little touch makes her give out a cry of pleasure, and makes her body squirm against your own as she begs you for more. Your fingers work inside of her, thrusting in and out while your thumb moves up to carefully and teasingly circle the bud of her arousal. Her eyes actually roll back in her head with the pleasure that you are giving her, and her cries of pleasure are mixed with little whimpered begs. You can feel your cock literally pulsing to be inside of her, but there is something so sexy about the way that she is begging for you, the way that her chest is rising and falling, and the way that you can literally see her heart beating between her breasts-her need heightens your arousal... your need to bring her to orgasm is so strong that it makes your entire body tremble and ache. In a quick motion, you slip down her body-your fingers still work in and out of her pussy, slicked wet with her sweet juices. Your thumb works harder around her clit, circling, flicking, playing and bringing jerks of pleasured delight from her body with each gesture. Your mouth finds her breast, and your teeth quickly take a little nip at her aroused nipples. She actually screams when you do this, hips flexing upward and bringing your fingers deep inside of her. "Please, oh... please... make me come... I want you-please... please!" She is begging for you, and it is driving you wild-you take as much of her breast as you can into your mouth, letting the flat of your tongue circle and work at her hardened nipple in tandem with the thrusting of your fingers and the circling of your thumb. You can literally feel it when her body gives a final jerk and then her core begins to quiver and spasm. She is coming against your hand-her nails are raking against your back-her entire body is alive with heat and fire, and the screams of pleasure that are echoing around your house are enough to make your cock pulse and threaten to find release simply from the way that she is shaking and shivering around you. Her breath is coming in soft, quick gasps as her hips continue to jerk, flexing up and drawing your fingers in and around her contracting core over and over again. Finally the throes of her orgasm begin to slow-still panting, she looks up at you with those hazel eyes that have gone darker with passion... and asks you a question that truly drives you to complete madness.. "Fuck me, please... Make me come again." Her hips work, wriggling as she tries to move her body so that your length will come to her entrance. You move your hand, slick with her juices, up her body, leaving a glistening trail as you go. "Yes... please, yes..." She shifts her hips again as you move your own up so that the length of your erection lays against her soaked pussy. She moves for you, letting her folds nearly cradle your length-the feel of that warm wetness working back and forth against you makes both of you shudder. Tiny little ripples are still coming from her core from her orgasm, and every time your tip runs against her clit, her back arches and her body rocks with the pleasure of it. The feel of that warmth is enough-you are through teasing... her pleas will be answered. Shifting so that your hips can angle, in one quick movement you thrust your thick, hard length inside of her warm and still pulsing core. Just the feel of her walls contracting around your cock is enough to draw a long, low moan from your throat. Your hips flex so that you delve even deeper inside of her, until you can feel the tip of your length hitting against her limits; doing so brings a wild whimper from her-her legs come up, wrapping around your waist so that she can keep you held there for a moment before her hips flex back, and she begs you with both words and movements to go on. "Please... give me your all, I want you..." She doesn't have to beg this time-your hips work, flexing so that your length is drawn from that warmth until only your head remains inside of her. Your hands move to brace yourself on the floor, and you thrust, once more diving deep inside of her. The warmth of her walls drives you crazy, the sweet tightness of her pussy causing pleasure to pulse through your entire frame. You know that if you are not careful, orgasm will overtake you without warning. You slow your thrusts for just a moment, letting your length draw out from her slowly-as you pull out, a low scream builds up in her throat... soft at first, but as the tip of your head just plays at her outer lips, it turns into a full throated scream of need, of desire-her eyes are wide, her chest heaving, her heart beating wildly... "Please don't stop! Please! Please! Please!!!" That begging causes your entire body to jerk with need-you can feel it as precum begins to drip from your tip, slicking against her wet opening. When you thrust inside of her this time, there is no teasing to your motion, no halt or pause-you are working in and out of her as though you mean to thrust into her very core and deliver your seed like some sexual offering to her soul in exchange for hearing her little whimpered cries of sexual need for the rest of your life. Her walls are so tight around your cock, and her rolling hips meet you thrust for thrust-you can hear the sound of flesh working against flesh, bodies coming together again and again, her wet and trembling core being invaded over and over by your cock... all of it drives you crazy, and with the duet of her cries of need and pleasure, you are lost. You are on the edge of orgasm when you feel pleasure once more overtake her. Her entire body jerks with this one, her hands flying to the floor where she scratches gouges into the carpet-you can hear it ripping and tearing, you can hear the screamed moan fly from her lips to echo around the room. You can feel her pussy pulsing around you... and you know that you have caused it all, because her heated eyes are staring into you as though you are the only thing that she will ever want or need. All of this is enough to bring you over the edge. You roar with pleasure as you begin to spill your seed-in one quick motion, her legs wrap around you, eyes nearly panicked, and you hear a request that drives you even further over the edge. "Come inside of me, please... I want it... I want you... I want... your... children!" That scream-that beg... you thrust into her with all of your strength, sending your cum spilling deep into her pulsing core... so deep that you are certain that she will indeed have your children. Your eyes roll back, closing tight as your frame rocks, thrust, works in and out of her as your orgasm rides over you with such strength that it steals your breath, makes your heart race... and finally sends you falling to the carpet, rolling so that she is held tight in your grip and you are still buried deep inside of her cum drenched center. She looks at you with those wide hazel eyes, so thick with pleasure that for a moment it seems as though she is incoherent. Her arms come around you, wrapping tight, and her little whispered words spill out into the near silence, cutting through the sound of your labored breathing, "I have been waiting for you my whole life..." And you know that her words are true... you know that you will experience this pleasure over and over again-you know that your life has changed. You no longer need fantasy. Your arms are wrapped tight around reality... and it is a reality that will be yours forever.