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I smelled his pheromones flash and suspected he was grinning as he walked slowly and quietly back down the hall, expectedly towards my mother’s bed. “Mommy will take care of this for you sweetie. You go back to sleep. We’ll have hotcakes for breakfast today, okay?” she said, standing.\nI smiled. “Okay.” I sniffed a sniff you’d only sniff if moments earlier you’d been crying and it was so convincing that you’d never suspect me of privately languishing in the eu de Neko that still settled inside my mother’s pussy and wafted mere inches in front of my face. I went back to bed and tried to sleep and ignore the ache in my loins and failed, taking an early shower to scratch that itch. \nI also discovered why mother had that massaging showerhead installed—and why daddy complained about the water bill being so expensive. At breakfast time, Neko made us hotcakes and omelettes with a blend of cheddar, monterey jack and asadero cheeses, a bit of cubed ham, green and red bell peppers and vidalia onion, with a bit of cayenne pepper and freshly minced garlic to top it all off. I almost couldn’t finish the hotcakes; the omelettes were nearly more than enough as well as entirely and completely delicious.\n\n\nThis continued on for a few weeks off and on; sometimes Brodie would join us for breakfast and other mornings he wouldn’t, though he always avoided eye contact with rest of us. Nevertheless Neko would often sleep over sleeping on one of our prominent couches when not sharing mother’s bed. One such morning between mouthfuls of egg and cheese, Neko told us about his job as a short order cook during his college years to help pay for tuition and the ever growing price of text books.\nHe caught on pretty fast and did a really great job at it, especially on presentation. After a while, he noticed some discrepancies in the flavors of some of the dishes and asked if he could work prep for a while. They agreed since they were short in that capacity anyway. So he would take soups and sauces home after he memorized the recipes over and over and he’d rework them at his dorm, adding a bit of this, taking away a bit of that until they became something altogether different. Then one morning he brings the materials for his improved versions of almost every single soup, sauce and spinner in the restaurant. He’s so far in the last several months of working there proved himself a diligent and dependable worker and because it was well before seven o’ clock in the morning, none of the other employees or managers ever bothered him. He had complete control of the restaurant and not one person the wiser. So the day goes on and the standard lunch time rush comes through when people suddenly start asking to speak with a manager, but they don’t seem angry. They all ask the same thing: when did you change the recipes? The managers reply that they haven’t and the customers give them quizzical looks and then simply compliment the managers on how delicious all is and then get back to their binge eating. The customers leave, surprised and satisfied leaving fatter and fatter tips for their waiter or waitress and everyone’s happy. Until one customer doesn’t thank the managers before they continue stuffing themselves, but instead ask: Do you have a new guy on prep or something? \nThe managers checked the schedule and in fact they did have a (relatively) new guy on prep. The customer then suggested that that person receive a raise and that’s exactly what they did not do. \nThey didn’t fire him immediately though. They put him on serving for a while which was a horrible idea on their part because a few weeks in he started a revolt and tried to get the entire staff and even some customers to mutiny when he realized they wanted to steal his recipes then fire him.\nSo they canned him, two managers “escorting” him off the premises as he shouted “Viva la Revolution!” all the way out the door and then into the parking lot. Apparently they found one of his recipes on paper, so now everyone comes in for the orchetta with alfredo garlic sauce, chicken and broccoli.\nMother laughed out loud at Neko’s finish and I was having a hard time trying to piece out what parts were true and which where just hyperbolic and mentioned it aloud. Mother caught her breath and said far too plainly, “It’s all true—probably.”\nI finished eating, slightly confused as to what had just happened but tried to force it from my mind and quickly found myself staring intently through the table towards that thing laying there between Neko’s legs and imagined in between my legs and a little further back just below my tail that was now flailing intently to my whimsical fancies. I’d manage to suppress it for most of the morning but my backside ached to be filled. As quickly as possible without looking like I was in a rush, I decided to take a reprieve in my room to do some study work. I did, in fact do some studying when I wasn’t sitting in my chair with my skirt hiked around my hips and rubbing my crotch with the eraser of my pencil. That is until the door opened and Neko waltzed in, sending my pencil flying across the floor and my libido into flux. \nHe stood behind me and I could hear his near-silent footfalls on the carpet as he gently slouched forward, laying his hands open and flat along my arms, stroking my shoulders softly with his thumbs and exuding a somewhat mischievous scent. I grasped his wrists and pulled his arms forward, crossing them over my collar bone and nuzzling my cheek against his then turning to look at the shape of his face. He breathed softly against my neck as he kissed my nape. “How’d you like this evening’s show?”\nMy voice caught. “Wh-whatever do you mmm…” I began coyly then I heard footsteps down the hall. I lowered my voice to a mere whisper, “Mother’s coming.”\nHe gave me a quick and sudden kiss on the lips and glided a hand along my jawline before standing up and smoothly sitting in the chair across the table from me, reaching down to pick up my pencil, sliding the side of it along my ankle to calf to knee to thigh before dropping it into my lap. The pencil tapped against my uncovered thighs and I had to stifle a yelp at the sudden speed in which Neko did all this before mother stepped into the doorway a tenth of a second later. Or maybe it just seemed too fast for as long as I wish he would’ve kept caressing me.\n“How is it going, sweetheart?”\n“She’s making some astounding progress. It’s really quite impressive. I’ve never seen anyone able to transfer the Braille to written letters within months like she has. Most take years to get to the point where they can facilitate written word from basic Braille, but for her it seems almost a matter of course.”\nMother glanced over my shoulder. “Still, eleven months now. Oh, she’s already to ‘F.’”\n“Well, not quite, but she’s working on it.”\nShe took a closer look and said, “Ah, my mistake. She’s certainly mastered her ‘D’s though, hasn’t she?”\n“Oh, she certainly has.”\nMy foot unconsciously thrust forward and Neko made a small noise while I blushed. Thankfully mother didn’t notice the wide spread of Neko’s leg or my foot that was between them, two toes apart, less than gingerly pinching a protrusion packed inside his pants as my heel rubbed against his prominent, fuzzy pouch.\nNeko smiled half-heartedly and squeaked out a cough. “Voice caught…throat…heh…hehe.” I continued to stroke his big dick between my toes with surprising dexterity as I smiled up at my mother. I couldn’t tell but I think she gave me a look of bemusement. Ah, mother. So oblivious. What would she think if she knew her soon-to-be eight year old daughter, a blind mole rat she adopted all those years ago had been borrowing her lover for the past several months? That the same cock she put in her mouth almost every night had been lovingly wrapped around by the lips she kissed goodnight not minutes earlier. It was exciting.\nMother smiled. Bemused. “You be nice to your teacher, okay, sweetie?”\nI returned the look with interest. “Of course. I’m always nice to him! ♥”\nShe laughed. “You certainly never let him out of range.”\nI nodded. “That’s because he’s mine,” I said with a giggle, smoothing the arch of my foot against his rock-hard erection. Neko made a face.\n“Okay then, baby. Keep up the studies. I need to run a few errands so I don’t know when I’ll be back, probably late, though.”\nI used my other foot to stroke his member faster, and I felt his body tense and I heard his claws gouge the bottom of the chair as he forced his body to hold back.\n“Take care! See you two this evening.”\n“Bye, mommy,” I said sweetly, as I rapidly pressed my heels to the base of her lover’s dick right in front of her. Neko smiled, twitching severely as I used two toes two unzip his trousers, letting It swing out and quickly stroking it with my feet once more, his precum getting my knee high cotton socks wet and dirty between my toes. “Drive safely.”\nMother stroked my cheek and walked out the door, hurrying down the hall, and before I heard the front door fully close I slipped to the floor, on my hands and knees and as my hands gripped his shaft, that’s when Neko released his tension all over my face before I had a chance to open my mouth, but I quickly wrapped my lips around his meaty dick and several seconds later he was still throbbing, pumping cum down my tiny throat, and I swallowed every drop. That is, what hadn’t spilled down my chin and the inside of my shirt.\nDespite my visage’s likeness to a glazed donut, I managed to get most of his cock-candy past my lips, but I used my fingers to wipe the excess dripping down my face, savoring the taste as I sucked it off of my dainty fingertips. Neko seemed to be regaining cognizance as he just watched me gobble down at least a pint of cum. His tasty, hot, white cum. I smiled sweetly up at him and he reached down, cupping my crotch, pressing the heel of his palm against my stiff clit. I smiled up at him and gently stroked his still twitching big dick, taking it in my mouth and sucking the excess that remained from his tip while spreading my legs for his easier accessibility.\nNeko then removed his hand from my moistening panties and asked me to turn around. I begrudgingly took his penis from my mouth and stood, turning with a spin that would make a box of puppies say, “Aww.” “You look adorable, Mattie.”\n“Do I now? What do you have in mind?”\nHe chuckled. “Slip off your panties.”\nI did—they were cute, too. Little lavender affairs with pom-poms on either side—Neko’s favorite. I bent over for a few seconds longer than necessary, giving Neko a perfect view of my “peach bowl” as he called it.\nHe made a small but deep ooh sound and said, “Stay right like that.”\nI stepped out of my panties and put my paws to the floor with my ass in the air and feet on a slight tiptoe. Peeking between my legs I said coyly, “Like this?”\nI heard him lick his chops and growl. “Perfect.” He gently took me by my waist, lifting me up above his head. I flailed half-heartedly and wagged my tail. “Try to balance on my shoulders with your knees.”\n“Wouldn’t it be easier to sit on your face over there?” I said, pointing back towards the bed.\nHe thought about it as I tugged on his ears ands sat with my bare ass on his head to keep my balance. Then he gave the backside of my knees a pinch, making my hand grasp his head and my ankles lock behind his neck and my pussy to push against his muzzle—getting me right where he wanted me, and his tongue went to work. I let out a moan as he lavished my clit with attention, and I combed my fingers through his thick hair, reinforcing the back of his head as my own head swimmed. I felt myself begin to falter and I gripped his ears and gave them a tug as my entire body shook. I heard Neko chuckling in between gargling sounds and finally finishing with a loud, wet gulp. \nI blushed.\n“You’re like a cute, pink geyser, Mattie, haha.” I heard Neko licking his lips before he continued to suck on my labia.\n“Ah! Nn~! W-what’s a geyser?”\n“He pulled his tongue out with a juicy sh-plop and said, “It’s like a natural fountain.”\n“What’s that?”\n“… I’ll show you someday.”\n“Really? H—ungh!” Suddenly I pitched forward, losing my balance but luckily Neko caught my waist and held me against his firm body.\n“You okay?”\nMy ankles locked back around the back of his head and I found my paw gripping Neko’s twitching dick as it pressed against my cheek, leaking his excess cum over my closed lips. Giving his head a kiss, I then slurped the cum through my firmly tightened lips, and rolling it around my mouth, savoring it. “Mmm… suck a big cock joo haff…gulp…Mmm~…Mr. Sougi…” I rubbed my thumb over his head while trying—with difficulty—to ignore his thumb rubbing my asshole as his tongue-fucked my tight little pussy. Then suddenly Neko did something unexpected.\nCovertly he licked the farthest part of my pussy at the ‘v’ before pulling his tongue from me and slipping it over my anus. A surge of heat and pleasure wafted over me and to keep from calling out I popped his long, thick shaft past my lips and gave it a small, loving bite. He spun his tongue in circles and applied a small amount of pressure there with the tip of it and as a result, swelled larger in my mouth as I squealed. I started feeling light-headed as I sucked on his great dick and came up for air, turning to look up at him and say, “Mmmph, ah! Over over over on the bed.”\nLike a good boy he managed to make it to the bed without dropping me, all while tossing my salad. I grabbed his heft firmly between both paws and took it in my mouth as far as I could and surprised myself by taking it well past half, but not completely to Neko’s fuzzy sheath. I bobbed my head to the same rhythm that Neko kept on my asshole: a steady fast, fast, fast, deep, slow, hard with an occasional wild card kiss or swirl. It felt amazing and by his eager heartbeat I could feel his anticipation beginning to surmount and his hot breath quicken as he moaned against my wet sex.\nI loved taking his meat in my mouth, most especially when his mouth was working me. That throbbing member that stretched my jaw as I felt it tickle at my neck and as I moved my inviting lips over its slick hotness, breathing slowly through my nose when I felt it in my throat. It was marvelous. His thickness almost made it hard to breathe and his skilled tongue was already enough to leave me breathless. \nI fondled Neko’s prodigious furry pouch, accomidating his balls with a firm and loving squeeze, which turned instead into a steel, death-trap clench when I felt a sudden pressure as Neko’s tongue slipped into my ass—I felt his hands grasp my rump as his thumbs eased back my perineum and dove his tongue into my anus, pulling back completely out and plunging it once again.\nI tried to call out in pleasure and shock when I was surprised to feel his pouch against my nose and his entire huge cock lodged in my esophagus. I breathed in his musk and squeezed at his fuzzy dice as I attempted to move my tongue around the base of his shaft while thrusting my hips down on Neko’s face as he stiffened his tongue like a little prick and tongue-fucked my tight asshole. I moved my head a few inches in either direction, my senses running wild as I realized Neko’s tongue faltering and his dick pumping rhythmically, summoning its ambrosiac liquor for me to indulge in.\nI quickly became aware of the high velocity jets of cum quickly filling up my tummy and slowly began to extract his still pumping and engorged phallus as white sprayed down the inside of my throat and several inches later cum spurted from my lips, flowing down my chin, over my breasts, running down my navel and dripping onto my soaking pussy as I rocked back, quite literally sitting on my precious tutor’s face. \nHe amazingly regained speed and thrusting power as I bucked my hips and with a feeling of euphoria mixed with severe spatial distortion, I felt the eruption break loose and I sprayed my pussy fluid all over Neko’s hot, muscularly lithe form.\nWhen I came to my senses I saw, in my shadowed vision of the world that was as if through a filter of cheesecloth, not to mention in a mixture of stark amazement, horror and severe irritation, Yamaneko’s absurdly erect phallus wagging at me.\nI growled, slid forward and snatched his dick and pulled it to my face, giving it a “loving” bite.\n“What? I took my ginseng today.”\nAnother bite, less loving this time. His claws dug into my ass but I didn’t whim-per. “Do that thing with your tongue in my ass again.” I licked his head and he gently pulled my hips back towards him and gave me a lavishing lick, from clit to tail. “Unngh…Good teacher. You know, it’s my birthday in a few weeks. Will you give me a big present for my big ought-eight?”\nHe pulled his tongue out and said, “Of course. Whatever my student desires,” and went back to his carnal duties. \nI was rolling my hips, grinding against his mouth as I wiped the mess from his chest and sucked it from my fingers. “Mm… You taste even better mixed together with me… I wanna taste you…mmm… taste you inside me, Neko. I want you inside of me!”",
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Chapter 6
The following morning was one of anticipation, paranoia and exhaustion. Neko saw me watching them and was watching me and I loved it. I had dreamt of his big thing and when I awoke, I found my body to be incredibly responsive to those thoughts and images. And as a result, my sheets were soaked. I had to wake up early because I couldn’t go back to bed, but mother heard me fiddling with the washer. Sleepy and wearing her dress from the night before like a negligee, she asked me what happened. “I-I wet the bed.” Technically I wasn’t really lying. It certainly was very, very wet.
“Aww, baby, it’s okay, come here.” She hugged me close and kissed me on the cheek and I breathed in Neko’s musk. It clung to her body like a satin glove and lingered in some areas stronger than others. I looked over her shoulder and saw Neko’s shape down the hall—lithe, muscular and very, very naked. I smelled his pheromones flash and suspected he was grinning as he walked slowly and quietly back down the hall, expectedly towards my mother’s bed. “Mommy will take care of this for you sweetie. You go back to sleep. We’ll have hotcakes for breakfast today, okay?” she said, standing.
I smiled. “Okay.” I sniffed a sniff you’d only sniff if moments earlier you’d been crying and it was so convincing that you’d never suspect me of privately languishing in the eu de Neko that still settled inside my mother’s pussy and wafted mere inches in front of my face. I went back to bed and tried to sleep and ignore the ache in my loins and failed, taking an early shower to scratch that itch.
I also discovered why mother had that massaging showerhead installed—and why daddy complained about the water bill being so expensive. At breakfast time, Neko made us hotcakes and omelettes with a blend of cheddar, monterey jack and asadero cheeses, a bit of cubed ham, green and red bell peppers and vidalia onion, with a bit of cayenne pepper and freshly minced garlic to top it all off. I almost couldn’t finish the hotcakes; the omelettes were nearly more than enough as well as entirely and completely delicious.
This continued on for a few weeks off and on; sometimes Brodie would join us for breakfast and other mornings he wouldn’t, though he always avoided eye contact with rest of us. Nevertheless Neko would often sleep over sleeping on one of our prominent couches when not sharing mother’s bed. One such morning between mouthfuls of egg and cheese, Neko told us about his job as a short order cook during his college years to help pay for tuition and the ever growing price of text books.
He caught on pretty fast and did a really great job at it, especially on presentation. After a while, he noticed some discrepancies in the flavors of some of the dishes and asked if he could work prep for a while. They agreed since they were short in that capacity anyway. So he would take soups and sauces home after he memorized the recipes over and over and he’d rework them at his dorm, adding a bit of this, taking away a bit of that until they became something altogether different. Then one morning he brings the materials for his improved versions of almost every single soup, sauce and spinner in the restaurant. He’s so far in the last several months of working there proved himself a diligent and dependable worker and because it was well before seven o’ clock in the morning, none of the other employees or managers ever bothered him. He had complete control of the restaurant and not one person the wiser. So the day goes on and the standard lunch time rush comes through when people suddenly start asking to speak with a manager, but they don’t seem angry. They all ask the same thing: when did you change the recipes? The managers reply that they haven’t and the customers give them quizzical looks and then simply compliment the managers on how delicious all is and then get back to their binge eating. The customers leave, surprised and satisfied leaving fatter and fatter tips for their waiter or waitress and everyone’s happy. Until one customer doesn’t thank the managers before they continue stuffing themselves, but instead ask: Do you have a new guy on prep or something?
The managers checked the schedule and in fact they did have a (relatively) new guy on prep. The customer then suggested that that person receive a raise and that’s exactly what they did not do.
They didn’t fire him immediately though. They put him on serving for a while which was a horrible idea on their part because a few weeks in he started a revolt and tried to get the entire staff and even some customers to mutiny when he realized they wanted to steal his recipes then fire him.
So they canned him, two managers “escorting” him off the premises as he shouted “Viva la Revolution!” all the way out the door and then into the parking lot. Apparently they found one of his recipes on paper, so now everyone comes in for the orchetta with alfredo garlic sauce, chicken and broccoli.
Mother laughed out loud at Neko’s finish and I was having a hard time trying to piece out what parts were true and which where just hyperbolic and mentioned it aloud. Mother caught her breath and said far too plainly, “It’s all true—probably.”
I finished eating, slightly confused as to what had just happened but tried to force it from my mind and quickly found myself staring intently through the table towards that thing laying there between Neko’s legs and imagined in between my legs and a little further back just below my tail that was now flailing intently to my whimsical fancies. I’d manage to suppress it for most of the morning but my backside ached to be filled. As quickly as possible without looking like I was in a rush, I decided to take a reprieve in my room to do some study work. I did, in fact do some studying when I wasn’t sitting in my chair with my skirt hiked around my hips and rubbing my crotch with the eraser of my pencil. That is until the door opened and Neko waltzed in, sending my pencil flying across the floor and my libido into flux.
He stood behind me and I could hear his near-silent footfalls on the carpet as he gently slouched forward, laying his hands open and flat along my arms, stroking my shoulders softly with his thumbs and exuding a somewhat mischievous scent. I grasped his wrists and pulled his arms forward, crossing them over my collar bone and nuzzling my cheek against his then turning to look at the shape of his face. He breathed softly against my neck as he kissed my nape. “How’d you like this evening’s show?”
My voice caught. “Wh-whatever do you mmm…” I began coyly then I heard footsteps down the hall. I lowered my voice to a mere whisper, “Mother’s coming.”
He gave me a quick and sudden kiss on the lips and glided a hand along my jawline before standing up and smoothly sitting in the chair across the table from me, reaching down to pick up my pencil, sliding the side of it along my ankle to calf to knee to thigh before dropping it into my lap. The pencil tapped against my uncovered thighs and I had to stifle a yelp at the sudden speed in which Neko did all this before mother stepped into the doorway a tenth of a second later. Or maybe it just seemed too fast for as long as I wish he would’ve kept caressing me.
“How is it going, sweetheart?”
“She’s making some astounding progress. It’s really quite impressive. I’ve never seen anyone able to transfer the Braille to written letters within months like she has. Most take years to get to the point where they can facilitate written word from basic Braille, but for her it seems almost a matter of course.”
Mother glanced over my shoulder. “Still, eleven months now. Oh, she’s already to ‘F.’”
“Well, not quite, but she’s working on it.”
She took a closer look and said, “Ah, my mistake. She’s certainly mastered her ‘D’s though, hasn’t she?”
“Oh, she certainly has.”
My foot unconsciously thrust forward and Neko made a small noise while I blushed. Thankfully mother didn’t notice the wide spread of Neko’s leg or my foot that was between them, two toes apart, less than gingerly pinching a protrusion packed inside his pants as my heel rubbed against his prominent, fuzzy pouch.
Neko smiled half-heartedly and squeaked out a cough. “Voice caught…throat…heh…hehe.” I continued to stroke his big dick between my toes with surprising dexterity as I smiled up at my mother. I couldn’t tell but I think she gave me a look of bemusement. Ah, mother. So oblivious. What would she think if she knew her soon-to-be eight year old daughter, a blind mole rat she adopted all those years ago had been borrowing her lover for the past several months? That the same cock she put in her mouth almost every night had been lovingly wrapped around by the lips she kissed goodnight not minutes earlier. It was exciting.
Mother smiled. Bemused. “You be nice to your teacher, okay, sweetie?”
I returned the look with interest. “Of course. I’m always nice to him! ♥”
She laughed. “You certainly never let him out of range.”
I nodded. “That’s because he’s mine,” I said with a giggle, smoothing the arch of my foot against his rock-hard erection. Neko made a face.
“Okay then, baby. Keep up the studies. I need to run a few errands so I don’t know when I’ll be back, probably late, though.”
I used my other foot to stroke his member faster, and I felt his body tense and I heard his claws gouge the bottom of the chair as he forced his body to hold back.
“Take care! See you two this evening.”
“Bye, mommy,” I said sweetly, as I rapidly pressed my heels to the base of her lover’s dick right in front of her. Neko smiled, twitching severely as I used two toes two unzip his trousers, letting It swing out and quickly stroking it with my feet once more, his precum getting my knee high cotton socks wet and dirty between my toes. “Drive safely.”
Mother stroked my cheek and walked out the door, hurrying down the hall, and before I heard the front door fully close I slipped to the floor, on my hands and knees and as my hands gripped his shaft, that’s when Neko released his tension all over my face before I had a chance to open my mouth, but I quickly wrapped my lips around his meaty dick and several seconds later he was still throbbing, pumping cum down my tiny throat, and I swallowed every drop. That is, what hadn’t spilled down my chin and the inside of my shirt.
Despite my visage’s likeness to a glazed donut, I managed to get most of his cock-candy past my lips, but I used my fingers to wipe the excess dripping down my face, savoring the taste as I sucked it off of my dainty fingertips. Neko seemed to be regaining cognizance as he just watched me gobble down at least a pint of cum. His tasty, hot, white cum. I smiled sweetly up at him and he reached down, cupping my crotch, pressing the heel of his palm against my stiff clit. I smiled up at him and gently stroked his still twitching big dick, taking it in my mouth and sucking the excess that remained from his tip while spreading my legs for his easier accessibility.
Neko then removed his hand from my moistening panties and asked me to turn around. I begrudgingly took his penis from my mouth and stood, turning with a spin that would make a box of puppies say, “Aww.” “You look adorable, Mattie.”
“Do I now? What do you have in mind?”
He chuckled. “Slip off your panties.”
I did—they were cute, too. Little lavender affairs with pom-poms on either side—Neko’s favorite. I bent over for a few seconds longer than necessary, giving Neko a perfect view of my “peach bowl” as he called it.
He made a small but deep ooh sound and said, “Stay right like that.”
I stepped out of my panties and put my paws to the floor with my ass in the air and feet on a slight tiptoe. Peeking between my legs I said coyly, “Like this?”
I heard him lick his chops and growl. “Perfect.” He gently took me by my waist, lifting me up above his head. I flailed half-heartedly and wagged my tail. “Try to balance on my shoulders with your knees.”
“Wouldn’t it be easier to sit on your face over there?” I said, pointing back towards the bed.
He thought about it as I tugged on his ears ands sat with my bare ass on his head to keep my balance. Then he gave the backside of my knees a pinch, making my hand grasp his head and my ankles lock behind his neck and my pussy to push against his muzzle—getting me right where he wanted me, and his tongue went to work. I let out a moan as he lavished my clit with attention, and I combed my fingers through his thick hair, reinforcing the back of his head as my own head swimmed. I felt myself begin to falter and I gripped his ears and gave them a tug as my entire body shook. I heard Neko chuckling in between gargling sounds and finally finishing with a loud, wet gulp.
I blushed.
“You’re like a cute, pink geyser, Mattie, haha.” I heard Neko licking his lips before he continued to suck on my labia.
“Ah! Nn~! W-what’s a geyser?”
“He pulled his tongue out with a juicy sh-plop and said, “It’s like a natural fountain.”
“What’s that?”
“… I’ll show you someday.”
“Really? H—ungh!” Suddenly I pitched forward, losing my balance but luckily Neko caught my waist and held me against his firm body.
“You okay?”
My ankles locked back around the back of his head and I found my paw gripping Neko’s twitching dick as it pressed against my cheek, leaking his excess cum over my closed lips. Giving his head a kiss, I then slurped the cum through my firmly tightened lips, and rolling it around my mouth, savoring it. “Mmm… suck a big cock joo haff…gulp…Mmm~…Mr. Sougi…” I rubbed my thumb over his head while trying—with difficulty—to ignore his thumb rubbing my asshole as his tongue-fucked my tight little pussy. Then suddenly Neko did something unexpected.
Covertly he licked the farthest part of my pussy at the ‘v’ before pulling his tongue from me and slipping it over my anus. A surge of heat and pleasure wafted over me and to keep from calling out I popped his long, thick shaft past my lips and gave it a small, loving bite. He spun his tongue in circles and applied a small amount of pressure there with the tip of it and as a result, swelled larger in my mouth as I squealed. I started feeling light-headed as I sucked on his great dick and came up for air, turning to look up at him and say, “Mmmph, ah! Over over over on the bed.”
Like a good boy he managed to make it to the bed without dropping me, all while tossing my salad. I grabbed his heft firmly between both paws and took it in my mouth as far as I could and surprised myself by taking it well past half, but not completely to Neko’s fuzzy sheath. I bobbed my head to the same rhythm that Neko kept on my asshole: a steady fast, fast, fast, deep, slow, hard with an occasional wild card kiss or swirl. It felt amazing and by his eager heartbeat I could feel his anticipation beginning to surmount and his hot breath quicken as he moaned against my wet sex.
I loved taking his meat in my mouth, most especially when his mouth was working me. That throbbing member that stretched my jaw as I felt it tickle at my neck and as I moved my inviting lips over its slick hotness, breathing slowly through my nose when I felt it in my throat. It was marvelous. His thickness almost made it hard to breathe and his skilled tongue was already enough to leave me breathless.
I fondled Neko’s prodigious furry pouch, accomidating his balls with a firm and loving squeeze, which turned instead into a steel, death-trap clench when I felt a sudden pressure as Neko’s tongue slipped into my ass—I felt his hands grasp my rump as his thumbs eased back my perineum and dove his tongue into my anus, pulling back completely out and plunging it once again.
I tried to call out in pleasure and shock when I was surprised to feel his pouch against my nose and his entire huge cock lodged in my esophagus. I breathed in his musk and squeezed at his fuzzy dice as I attempted to move my tongue around the base of his shaft while thrusting my hips down on Neko’s face as he stiffened his tongue like a little prick and tongue-fucked my tight asshole. I moved my head a few inches in either direction, my senses running wild as I realized Neko’s tongue faltering and his dick pumping rhythmically, summoning its ambrosiac liquor for me to indulge in.
I quickly became aware of the high velocity jets of cum quickly filling up my tummy and slowly began to extract his still pumping and engorged phallus as white sprayed down the inside of my throat and several inches later cum spurted from my lips, flowing down my chin, over my breasts, running down my navel and dripping onto my soaking pussy as I rocked back, quite literally sitting on my precious tutor’s face.
He amazingly regained speed and thrusting power as I bucked my hips and with a feeling of euphoria mixed with severe spatial distortion, I felt the eruption break loose and I sprayed my pussy fluid all over Neko’s hot, muscularly lithe form.
When I came to my senses I saw, in my shadowed vision of the world that was as if through a filter of cheesecloth, not to mention in a mixture of stark amazement, horror and severe irritation, Yamaneko’s absurdly erect phallus wagging at me.
I growled, slid forward and snatched his dick and pulled it to my face, giving it a “loving” bite.
“What? I took my ginseng today.”
Another bite, less loving this time. His claws dug into my ass but I didn’t whim-per. “Do that thing with your tongue in my ass again.” I licked his head and he gently pulled my hips back towards him and gave me a lavishing lick, from clit to tail. “Unngh…Good teacher. You know, it’s my birthday in a few weeks. Will you give me a big present for my big ought-eight?”
He pulled his tongue out and said, “Of course. Whatever my student desires,” and went back to his carnal duties.
I was rolling my hips, grinding against his mouth as I wiped the mess from his chest and sucked it from my fingers. “Mm… You taste even better mixed together with me… I wanna taste you…mmm… taste you inside me, Neko. I want you inside of me!”",
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