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Subject: {ASSM} RP: My Kitten Laps Up Her Cream (MF?-oral) {Jeff Zephyr}
Date: Sun, 13 May 2001 00:10:03 -0400
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Usual disclaimer:  This story involves sexual subject matter.  If you
aren't old enough to read this, go home!  Don't blame me if you have
problems which result from reading further.

Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2000.  Please don't
distribute in an altered form, or with any charges for acquisition.

This story is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to real persons is
unintentional and strictly coincidental. Any real people, places, or
things mentioned in this story do not appear with permission, and any
representations of them should not be interpreted as being in any way
based on reality.

If reception of this work is illegal due to your age or other
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problem, not mine. 






My Kitten Laps Up Her Cream (MF?-oral) by Jeff Zephyr

I was sleeping soundly, nude as usual under my sheet, when I felt the
claws of my little kitten on my feet, tickling me.  Her tongue
scratches my big toe, then she bites it, gently.  I move my foot to
avoid her attentions, rolling onto my back.  She takes this as an
invitation to slip under the sheet, and I feel her fur brush my leg as
she made her way up my thigh, claws tickling me as she went, pressing
against me to feel my skin, perhaps just to let me know she's there.
She stops, and lays her head down between my legs, purring.  I reach
down under the covers to pet her head, brushing my semi-erect cock on
the way.  I am still quite sleepy, and as she seems content to fall
asleep in the warmth under the sheets, I let her lie there.

But she is hungry.  Not quite weaned from her mother, perhaps, or just
wanting the comfort of suckling, she starts to lick my scrotum.  I was
almost asleep, feeling this as a vaguely pleasurable sensation, when
her licking turns to suckling, catching a fold of my skin between her
teeth while her tongue rasps at it.

I become quite awake at this sudden attack.  She pushes her claws down
on each side of my scrotum, kneading the skin with pressure from the
pads of her paws.  I move my hand down to her, to try to discourage
this action, but when her grip tightens on my sack, and her paw moves
up to catch the base of my shaft, I stop.  It isn't very painful, the
tight pressure of her teeth and claws, but it is clear that I am not
going to get her to let go of her meal without risking her drawing
blood.

I move my hand to the tip of my cock, grasping it to protect the
sensitive head, should she turn her attentions there.  She is making a
mewling sound, as kittens sometimes make when they are hungry.  Not
the meow which says "hello, pet me," but the more desperate cry for
mother, and her nutritious milk.  Could my kitten, having seen my cock
spurt white semen, actually want some of my cream? 

Her toothy suckling, catching my skin in her teeth, licking it, then
releasing it and moving on, is painfully intense.  But despite how
good it feels, it is too much for me to take if she keep it up.  My
hand squeezes the crown of my cock, almost on its own, in reaction to
this pleasure, in an attempt to compensate for the pressure above my
sensitive balls.

My kitten seems to notice my action, and her attention rises upward.
Her claws catch at the shaft, as she pulls it toward her.  She mewls
again, before sinking her teeth into my shaft.  One paw is grasping
the side of my scrotum, claws touching, and despite the fear that she
may draw blood, I resist attempting to move.  Her tongue follows,
lapping at the skin around the base of the shaft, and across the
places which throb from the pressure of her teeth.  She shifts between
sharp, toothy nibbles, not enough to hurt, but still threatening, and
suckling licks.

Moving up the shaft, she tries to push her way past my hand.  The
thought of her teething on the sensitive ring, perhaps even suckling
on the hole at the tip, is frightening.  If my cock were soft, perhaps
I could endure the sensation.  In its hardness, her teeth, even used
gently, may be painful.

She is insistent.  Purring she is, apparently very happy to have found
the source of my cream.  She nips at my fingers, while her claws dig
into my balls.  She licks between my fingers, trying to force her way
past them to the source of her desire.  Her other paw catches the base
of my shaft, and I try to protect the sensitive skin below it
instinctively.  That means moving my free hand away from the tip of my
cock.  I realize my mistake, too late, as her teeth nibble around the
tip, while her tongue laps at it, finally settling at the top.
Suckling, holding a grip on the target while moving her tongue rapidly
across the hole, she tries to bring forth the cream she desperately
wants.

I desperately want to grant her desire.  The sensation of her teeth,
breath, and tongue around this most sensitive part is pleasurable, but
it is not enough to bring satisfaction.  Her claws scratch against the
skin below, adding even stronger sensations.  My arousal is beginning
to produce results, as some fluid streams from my shaft, quickly
lapped up by my kitten.

I speak for the first time, encouraging her "Eat as much as you want.
I know you're hungry."

She isn't able to answer in words, but her purring gets louder.  She
changes from her constant suckling to licking, as though she is trying
to clean and groom me.  She licks the sides of my shaft, all around
it.  She cleans the hair which grows above my organ, then licks down
the sides, in the crack between my scrotum and leg.  From time to
time, her teeth scratch and catch, and she bites the side of my sack,
then suckles it, as though it might produce the results she desires.

I'm tempted to accelerate the process she desires.  Perhaps, once fed,
she will cease her incessant suckling, letting my excited organs
relax.  But when I try to move my hand back near my shaft, she puts
her paw on it, catching it with her claws, right near the tip.  I drop
my hand down, and let her continue her exploratory licking, suckling,
and nibbling along the bottom of my sensitive sack.

She spends what seems like an eternity simply suckling on the loose
skin around my balls.  I can feel pressure build up within me, as I am
unable to release the fluids which push to escape.  She doesn't
relent, no break in her assault on this sensitive place.  Nor does she
give me the opportunity to reduce tension there, by letting me have
access to my shaft.  A few quick strokes, not much at all, would
provide release.  But she is just a kitten, and does not seem to know
exactly what is needed to get her prize.
Her paws against my shaft to provide some pleasure, though the claws
make it hard to do much with it.  I tense my muscles, making my shaft
move upward, then release.  This helps, though the sensations are
still intense beyond belief.

My balls tighten, leaving less loose skin for her to suckle.  She
persists despite this for a few minutes, her teeth and tongue becoming
painful.  But the promise of eventual release from this exquisite
ordeal, and giving my kitten the cream she wants, makes me let her
continue.

I can feel fluid leaking from my cock, making the tip wet.  She seems
to notice this, smelling it I imagine, and changes the target for her
teeth and tongue.  She nibbles and bites her way up my shaft, stopping
to lap and suckle the fluids around the tip.  She puts her paws down
on the base, just barely catching my balls, and begins pressing her
claws in and out, putting more pressure on me to release to escape the
intensity of this onslaught.  

Her face and body rub against my shaft, providing the extra friction
needed to assist my release.  She suckles on the sensitive skin on the
underside of the tip, while the pressure builds.  If she could, I am
sure she would have tried to swallow the whole thing, but a poor
kitten's mouth just isn't able to do that.

Finally, a glorious release, as cream spurts from the tip.  She
quickly moves to lap it up, running it into her mouth with her tongue,
no longer suckling.  She persists in licking me clean, past the point
where my orgasm makes such attentions supremely pleasurable.
Fortunately for my overworked sexual organs, she moves to lap up the
spills which have fallen on the hair above, on my navel, and arms.

She finally seems satiated, and moves up to put her head near my face.
She licks my neck, nibbles my lips, even pushes her tongue into my
mouth.  I let her do this, happy to have made my kitten happy.

I can do little else, as the intense orgasm has left me drained.  I
fall asleep, holding her against me with my arm.

{story break time}


















{Is that far enough?}

Who is my kitten?  Is she a real, four footed, furry creature with a
tail?  Or a woman, with long furry hair on her head and between her
legs?  Does it matter?









For the rest of the story, it does.  If your fantasies would prefer a
furry animal instead of a woman, you can skip this part.  Or imagine
that it is entirely different "kitten," which has come in during the
night, displacing the first one.  A man can have more than one, you
know ;-)



In the morning, I awake first.  My kitten is snuggled next to me as we
lay together.  While I am sure she enjoyed the cream I gave her last
night, I cannot be sure that the pleasure she received equaled mine.
While I am but human, I do have certain talents which I think she will
enjoy.

I slowly draw the sheet down, and enjoy the view of her beautiful
body.  Such a sweet kitten she makes.  She even has whisker makeup on
her face, on her cheeks and forehead.  But her breasts are larger than
any cat's, with beautiful nipples meant for a human mouth.  I proceed
to test them out, licking them softly, just enough to make each nipple
hard, before moving onto my main task.

With her legs crossed as she lies on her side, I do not have the same
easy access to her pleasure zone that she had on mine last night.  I
could wake her, but that would spoil the surprise.  I move my hand
behind her knees, and softly scratch there, slowly, waiting.  She
moves, stretching her legs, and I push against her to hold her leg
out.  She rolls on her back, as I hoped, giving me a wonderful view
for the feast this morning.

I debate between a softer human approach, and the rough attack my
kitten used on me.  Even as I move in close, breathing her scent, and
putting my fingers on the lips around her vagina, I still haven't
decided which approach is best.

I flick my tongue gently at the bottom of her shaft, just barely
entering the opening.  I move it quickly up and down, as I slide
upward, catching her inner labia, and finally her clitoris.  I slow my
tongue, taking the time to taste her, and then, I look to see if she
has noticed my actions.

Her eyes are still closed, but her breathing is faster.  I start
sucking at her pussy, pulling her lips into my mouth, then catching
her clitoris, and pressing it against my teeth.  She meows, a sharp
"meep," letting me know that this has her attention.

I could let go now, and give her a chance to relax.  But after last
night's torturous sensual ordeal, I can't resist giving her a taste of
it.  I start suckling on her clit, biting hard enough to make it
painful to move away, while pushing two, then three fingers, up into
her vagina, trying to give attention to her clit from both sides.

She screams "Meooow!" I know that this is more than she can take, but
persist for perhaps another minute with the rough treatment on her
clit, before releasing it.  I breathe softly against her, using my
fingers to stimulate her from within.  I lay my other hand above her
mound, stroking it gently.  I do this for a couple of minutes, using
my fingers and breath to excite her.

Her breathing gets faster and stronger.  I begin to use my tongue
again, tasting the juices leaking from within, and helping move them
up her slit.  I flick her clit, finally, and am rewarded with a squirt
of her own cream, as she pushes up against my hand, again and again.
I take the time to lap her cream up, licking everywhere it has spread,
slowly cleaning her hole, moving ever more slowly as she relaxes.

She speaks to me, for the first time since this adventure began,
saying, "I love being a cat in the morning!"

===

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