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The Breeding of Kitty (Mf, con)
by DaddyJ
This story is dedicated to Kittenpuss. Thanks for the inspiration my
friend!
The rain was intense this Halloween night. It had been a very long week
and I was anxious to get home even though it was not the most pleasant night
for the drive. I had been to the city I was trying to sell my works. I am
a writer and I was getting low on funds and really needed to sell something
before I had to go looking for a 9 to 5 job. That is exactly the reason that
I had moved out here in this god-forsaken country anyway. Well, that's not
entirely true. But the main reason that I had come out here was to get away
from the hustle and bustle of the rat race. It had done me wonders to get
away from it all. But, unless I sold something fast, it didn't appear that
it was going to last much longer.
I looked at the clock on the dash and it seemed a lot later than it was.
Normally the children that lived in town would be out knocking on doors and
begging for candy. But tonight I know that many of them would have to stay
home unless they had a party to go to. The rain wouldn't have been so terrible,
but the fall in these mountains can be so much more brutal than they are
on the lowlands. The wind had picked up out of the north and the air was
just cold enough that there were little pieces of ice in it. I had slowed
my car down about an hour before that as an added precaution, my senses heightened
by the outside conditions. I switched on the radio, hoping to hear a weather
report but the only station playing anything was a station that played that
crappy heavy metal junk. I reached over to turn it off when I saw the reflection
of someone on the side of the road. I slowed down so as not to hit them and
being the extra cautious man I am, I continued on my way. Well, I did for
about 200 feet anyway and that is when I started to slow down. My feeling
of fear at picking up strangers was overcome with the thought of it being
me walking in this miserable cold rain and having people drive past me.
I came to a complete stop and then put my car in reverse. I slowly backed
up until I saw the figure standing on the side of the road. I unlocked the
door and leaning over, pushed it open. "Get in!" I yelled at them and they
hurried inside to the dry comfort of my car.
"Thank you mister," the unmistakably soft voice of a female came from
the passenger seated next to me. She pulled the hood from her head and the
soft face of a young girl came into view.
"What in the world are you doing up here walking in the rain young lady?"
I asked her.
The girl was shaking a little, obviously cold, so I turned the heater
on so she could warm herself. "My car went off an embankment up the road,"
she explained as she leaned forward to get close to the heat source. "I've
been walking what seems like forever to get help but you are the only person
I've seen for a couple of hours."
"Are you ok?" I asked her. "Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"No thanks. I'm ok. I always land on my feet."
"Well, I hate to tell you this miss, but there's not a town or anything
the direction you were heading for 75 miles."
"Can you take me to the nearest town the other direction then?" she asked.
"It's about 20 miles that direction. I'm heading home," I told her. "I
live about 5 more miles up the road. You are welcome to come home with me
and call someone to let them know that you have been stranded."
Her sad expression lightened a little as I told her this. "That would
be so cool mister. Thanks."
"Not a problem young lady. Where are you from," I asked the girl?
"California," came the reply.
"California? What on earth brings you to Colorado this time of year?"
"Well, I am originally from Georgia and I was headed back there to see
my grandfather. He's in bad health and they have called all the family in.
I had planned on being there tomorrow night. Now, I'm not going to make it."
"There's a bus terminal over in Cripple Creek. You can spend the night
if you want to. I have a spare bedroom and you are more than welcome. I could
take you there in the morning."
"That would be so cool mister. Thank you!" The girl sat quietly for a
second and then spoke once again. "I do need to get something straight with
you first mister."
"Ok, tell me," I told her.
"Well...I know that a lot of young people are wild now days, but I just
wanted to.... uh, I am not sure exactly how to say it."
"Let me guess. You are afraid I'm going to get fresh with you, right?"
The girl giggled a little. "Well, I was going to use some language that
was a little more frank, but yes, that is the main idea."
"Well, I've got something to tell you in return then," I told the girl.
"Ok. I'm listening."
"You see the thing is," I paused for a second, choosing my words carefully.
"The thing is miss, um.... I don't believe I got your name miss."
"My friends call me Kitty," she replied.
"Kitty? How interesting. Well, you see, thee fact is that I'm celibate."
"Celibate?"
"Yeah. Celibate. I am a writer and I moved up into these mountains for
a little peace and quiet and a time to get in touch with my thoughts and
feelings."
"Celibate?" she asked again.
"Yes, Celibate," I told her once again, suddenly sorry that I had told
this girl whom I'd just met this little personal fact about me.
"So tell me mister, just what is it that would make a man your age turn
celibate? Don't you like girls?"
I chuckled at this girl's question. If only she knew how MUCH I liked
girls. "Well, I had a some bad relationships when I lived in the city. And
I am not interested in the 'singles' scene, so since I have isolated myself
in these mountains, I have decided that until I have a permanent relationship,
I am gong to live my life without sex."
"Radical! I've never met anyone who lived without some kind of sex. So
is it hard for you to live like that?"
I thought back to the times when I first became celibate. My life had
gone through some changes and it was indeed hard to become completely celibate.
"It was though at first, but it passed quickly enough," I told her.
"Hmmmmm...." was all she said as she leaned back, letting the warm air
blow on her.
The rain and ice continued to beat down on the windshield as we drove,
making a slight pitter patter sound. It was a long, slow 5 miles but I finally
saw my mailbox and turned into the drive. The rain always gave the property
an uneasy feeling. Well, not exactly an uneasy feeling, but a different feeling
none the less. I pulled into the driveway and put the car in gear. "Well
miss Kitty, we're here."
Kitty had closed her eyes and I could hear her snore lightly. I'd never
heard anyone snore like she was but I didn't really think anything about
it at the time. "Kitty, we're here," I said touching her shoulder slightly.
The girl snapped her eyes open and looked at me like she didn't know where
she was. She smiled lightly and stretched her body as best she could. Kitty
opened the door and stepped her foot out and then suddenly pulled it back
in.
"What's wrong?" I asked her?
"There's a puddle of water on the ground!" she exclaimed.
"Well, it's been raining darling," I told her, amused at her reaction
to a little water.
"I DON'T like getting my feet wet mister!" she said glaring at me with
pissed off look on her face.
I could tell that she really didn't like getting her feet wet. How odd
I thought to myself. I turned the engine back on and crept forward a little.
"That's good mister," she said. I once again turned the engine off and opened
my door. I stepped out of the car and made my way to the house and unlocking
the door, motioned for Kitty to come in. Kitty stepped out of the car and
hurried inside. The air was a little damp and chilly in the house. When I
had left a few days before, it had been fairly warm but the weather had changed.
I turned the light in the foyer on and turned around and looked at the
young girl. The soft lights bathed her face, and then I noticed her eyes.
They were interesting eyes to say the least. The light reflected in them
and they became a pool of green liquid. "I'll be right back," I told her
and walked to the linen closet. I pulled out a towel and walked back and
handed it to her. "You're drenched girl,"
"Thanks mister," she told me, removing her jacket. "I hate being wet."
"Well, in that case, follow me." Kitty followed me and we walked down
the hallway. I opened a closet that held some clothes. "You need something
dry. Here are some clothes. Feel free wear anything that you need."
Kitty eyed the contents of the closet curiously. "Why do you have all
these women's clothes mister?" she asked me.
"They belonged to my wife. When I moved out here, I didn't have the heart
to get rid of them, so I put them here in this closet."
"Where is your wife?" she inquired.
"I don't know," I said, not really wanting to discuss it. Kitty sensed
that I was uneasy and dropped the subject. I pointed to the door at the end
of the hall. "That's the bathroom. You can change in there. Feel free to
take a shower if you want to." Kitty shook her head no and turned and looked
once again at the clothes, taking her time choosing. "I'll go start a fire.
You still look cold."
"Thanks," she said. I walked away, leaving the girl at the closet. I
walked into the living area and opened the door on the fireplace. I put some
kindling in, arranging it like I wanted, I put some logs on top of it. I'm
not sure if I sensed or heard Kitty enter the room but none the less she
was soon standing next to me. I picked up a piece of newspaper and rolled
it up. Handing it her direction I asked, "Would you like the honors?" Kitty,
with the look of almost terror on her face, jerked away from me, shaking
her head. I shrugged my shoulders, not quite sure what to make of this young
girl's reaction. I lit the paper and placed it under the kindling. I watched
as the flicker ignited the paper, burning slowly at first, but soon increasing
in intensity and then igniting the kindling before it was completely consumed
by the fire. It didn't take long and the kindling had started the logs burning
so I pushed the door shut. The soft crackle of the burning wood was soothing
to me. There was just something about the sound and smell of a fire on a
cool fall evening that made me feel warm deep down inside.
"The phone's over there," I motioned to the corner.
Kitty walked to the phone and I for the first time noticed her hair.
It was a medium brown color and it hung down almost to the backs of her knees.
I marveled at the incredibly soft glow of the fire on her tremendously long
hair. I had never in my life seen anyone with hair that long. She picked
up the phone and then turned to me. "It's dead mister."
"I'm not surprised," I told her. "The phone service is not the best around
here." Kitty turned around and I noticed that she had not picked the clothes
that I had showed her. Instead, she had chosen one of my old thin t-shirts
and a pair of my white cotton boxer shorts. The clothes fit her loosely but
somehow she looked mighty sexy in them. I tried to turn my attention away
from the young girl standing in my living room.
"So what kind of stories do you write Tom?"
I turned back to the fireplace and opened the door, prodding the fire
with a poker. "I'm a freelance writer. I write short stories and magazines
buy them from me."
"Can I read some of them Tom?"
"I'm not sure they are the kind of stories you would like to read Kitty.
Oh, by the way, how did you know my name?"
"Um, I guess you must have told me or something," she said nervously.
I didn't remember telling her my name, but that didn't matter much. "Would
you like something to drink Kitty?"
"Do you have any warm milk?"
"Yeah, I suppose so," I told her, surprised at her request. Kitty followed
me into the kitchen. She opened the cabinets just see what was there I guess
as I went to the refrigerator and took out the milk. I took a pan and poured
a bit into it and turned the fire under it.
"So, you never did tell me what kind of stories you write Tom," she said
once again, curiosity gleaming in her eyes.
"I, uh, like I said....write stories for any magazine that might want
to publish them."
"So you ever had anyone publish any of them," she asked?
"Yes." I am going to tell you right now. The curiosity of this girl as
she kept inquiring as to the kind of stories I wrote didn't seem to be letting
up.
"Can I read one of them," she asked, perking up as if I had turned a
switch on.
I turned the fire out from under the pan and took a cup from the cabinet.
I poured a little into it and handed it to Kitty. "You sure you want to know.
You might not approve of them."
"SURE I want to Tom!" I shrugged in resignation and motioned for her
to follow me. We walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. Kitty
sat down, legs folded under her and leaned forward on her hands, like an
animal getting ready to pounce. I pulled a magazine from the end table and
opened it and looked for one of my stories. I laid it in front of her. She
pulled her hair out from under her and draped it across her lap. Smiling,
she picked up the magazine and her eyes got real big. While she was focusing
her attention on the story, I took a chance to look at the girl. She was
an attractive girl with long sleek legs and a very light complexion. The
leg of my boxer shorts was draped open slightly and I could see a little
bit of the skin between her pussy and her leg. It had obviously been shaved,
but I could see a few stray pubic hairs! In the light, I could almost see
through the thin material of my old t-shirt and I took in the beauty through
the opaque material. Her breasts, although were not exceptionally large,
were none the less perfectly shaped. Her nipples were a little on the puffy
side and they poked against the white cotton. My cock was straining at my
pants and try as I could, I could not take my eyes off of the dark haired
beauty. .
She read a little of the story and then put the magazine on her lap.
"You didn't tell me you wrote fuck stories!" she said excitedly.
"I prefer to call them erotic stories!" I said gruffly.
She just laughed. "Well, if they were published in any other magazine
besides "Gurlz" magazine, you could call them that. But let's face it Tom,
in here they are fuck stories!"
I tried to shrug off the girl's comment. "I don't exactly write them
for "Gurlz" magazine. I write the stories and then whoever wants to buy them
does."
Kitty continued to read the story and sip her warm milk. I tried not
to think of the beautiful young girl sitting on the couch next to me. I mean
after all, it had been a long time since I had been in this situation with
an attractive girl. I felt my body start to react from Kitty's presence.
Finally I stood up and said, "Well, good night Kitty. I am going to bed now.
I'll show you where your room is."
Kitty gave me a timid look. "Can I sleep in front of the fireplace instead
Tom?"
"I suppose so," I said. I walked out of the room and went to the linen
closet and got a blanket and pillow out. I walked back to the living area
and put them on the couch. Kitty sat the magazine down and wrapped her arms
around me. "Thank you for being so nice to me Tom," she said pulling me tightly.
"It's quite alright young lady." Kitty held me tight and put her cheek
next to mine. I patted her on the shoulder with my hand and she moved her
lips to my face. I thought she was going to kiss my cheek but instead, I
swear the girl took her tongue and lightly licked my face. I hoped that Kitty
didn't notice it, but my little friend in my jeans was starting to rise to
the occasion. My god, I thought to myself. It's been too damn long without
a woman. Funny how the imagination will run wild when one has a beautiful
long haired girl in his arm! "Good night Kitty," I told her, giving her one
last squeeze. "Sweet dreams kid."
We released each other and I strolled off to my room, my blood pumping
furiously to my penis. I wanted to throw this girl down on the floor, tear
her clothes off her body and not make love to her, but to fuck the young
woman's brains out! I closed the door to my room and began to remove my clothes.
I usually slept in the raw but since I had a guest today, I decided that
I would at least wear a pair of boxer shorts. It was extremely difficult,
but I was able to take a few deep breaths and think of other things and finally
my prick stopped screaming at me. I pulled the covers back and lay there,
thinking about Kitty being in the other room and what I would do to her given
half a chance. Oh well, I was a gentleman and I had given my word. "Damnit!"
I said out loud.
The next thing I was aware of, I woke up in the middle of the night with
one of those raging piss hardons. I looked at the clock. "Damn, 3:15 am."
I pulled the covers back and got out of bed. I quietly pushed the door open
and making sure that Kitty wasn't anywhere around, I walked to the bathroom.
After relieving myself, I moved back toward the bedroom. Instead of going
inside, I walked toward the living area to check the fire. The embers of
the burning logs smoldered in the fireplace, giving off an eerie light. I
could see Kitty as she lay there on the floor, her t-shirt pulled up slightly,
exposing the skin on her back. I looked and I could see the outline of this
thin girl's butt cheeks in my shorts. My cock once again betrayed me and
began to rise. I found my hand going down to it and stroking it. God I wanted
some pussy so bad! I took a deep breath once again and slowly turned to my
room.
I got back in bed and closed my eyes. I had almost drifted back off to
sleep when I heard a voice. I opened my eyes and there was Kitty standing
above me, looking down at me. I reached over and flipped on the lamp on the
nightstand. My hard cock showed through the thin sheet that was covering
me and I put my hand on my crotch to try to hide it. "Hi Kitty," I said softly.
"Hi Tom," she said, her eyes diverting to the floor. "I need to ask you
something."
"Of course Kitty. What is it?"
""What I wanted to ask was...," she said trailing off slightly. "What
I wanted to ask was...can...can I sleep in here?"
"I don't think it's a good idea Kitty. It's been a long time since I've
had a woman and I don't think I could handle a beautiful young girl like
you lying next to me in bed."
"Oh no!" Kitty explained. "I just want to lay on the floor by the bed.
I promise, I won't snore Tom!"
I smiled at the young lady and said, "Well....if it would make you fell
better, Ok." Her face lit up when she heard this and almost ran out of the
room. In a little less than a minute, she came back in and lay her pillow
on the floor. Reaching over and turning out the light, I tried to get my
mind off the young girl. I was sure it was my imagination but I swore that
I could smell the girl's aroma in the room. It was not the aroma of perfume
or any man made agent, it was the smell of a young girl's sexual organs wafting
in the night air! My cock strained at my shorts and I couldn't help but touch
it, stroking it gently, imagining that it was Kitty's hand on me. Once again,
for the second time tonight I could hear Kitty snoring. Again, it sounded
like she was purring! What a strange and wonderful creature this was I thought
to myself.
The clock on the nightstand clicked one minute after the other. What
the fuck was happening to me tonight. Had it been so long since I'd enjoyed
the presence of a young woman that I was loosing what little faculties that
I had? My cock was about to burst from the smell in the air and the sounds
of another human being so close to me. I stroked my cock and thought about
how nice it would be to put my dick between those long lanky legs and push
deeply into Kitty. I heard Kitty stir a little and I removed my hand from
my cock and pretended to be asleep.
"Tom," I heard Kitty say. I didn't answer her, but kept my eyes closed.
"Tom!" she said a little more forcefully this time.
I tried my best to pretend like she had woke me up. "Yes Kitty?" I said.
"You don't have to do that you know," she said.
"Do what Kitty?"
"You know," she said. "You don't have to play with your cock while I'm
here."
"Kitty!" I said, trying to sound like I didn't know what she was saying.
"What.....," I started to say and then was interrupted.
"I can smell you Tom. You are in heat just like me," she said sitting
up on the floor.
In heat? I almost laughed at the absurdity of a human being in "heat".
I leaned up on my elbow on the side of the bed and looked over at her. "I'm
not in heat Kitty, and you're not either."
I could see Kitty's green eyes glow in the darkness. "Oh but Tom, we
are in heat!" she said matter of factly. She got on her hands and knees and
moved toward the foot of the bed. "We're both in heat and we need to take
care of it." She got up on her knees and I could feel her hands touch the
bed, pulling herself up to a standing position. My eyes seemed to have changed.
I now could see Kitty as clearly as if were daylight as she stood there by
the foot of the bed. The room seemed to glow as the young girl removed her
clothes. First she put her hands on the bottom of her shirt and pulled it
off her head. Her young breasts stood out firm from her young, lithe body.
"Kitty, I am not sure this is a good idea. It has been such a long time!"
"It's been a long time for me too," she said as she pushed the cotton
boxer shorts off her firm young hips. Her scent was stronger in the air now
and my cock seemed to have a mind of it's own. "I know you want me Tom and
I know that I want you so what is the big deal?" she asked as she crawled
onto the foot of the bed. I felt Kitty's hand touch my leg and move up them,
finger nails grazing across my cock as she pulled the sheet from my body.
My dick was standing against my shorts and she put her hand into the waistband
and pulled them down my legs. "I need you Tom!" she said as she pulled them
over my feet.
Kitty began to nibble my lower leg and rub her fingernails across my
thighs. Her lips were soft and her breath was warm as she put her tongue
to my skin. "Oh my god Kitty," I moaned as she moved up my body.
"I NEED YOU TOM!" Kitty put her cheek to my leg and moved up, and then
stopped at my cock. I felt her bump my cock with her nose. A little mewling
sound came from her as she nuzzled against my cock. Her skin was so hot,
almost like she had a temperature! "Oh god Tom, I need you to breed me tonight,"
she said. I felt her take her hand and gently put it against my dick and
then she pulled it toward her face. "You are ready Tom," she said as she
took her tongue and ran it up the length of my rigid shaft, licking the pre
cum that had gathered on the tip.
"Kitty," I said. "Please Kitty. It's been so long. I can't take much
of that."
"That's what I'm counting on Tom," she said as she released my cock and
moved up my body, caressing it with her mouth. Kitty's sleek smooth body
moved up mine. The smell of sex was growing stronger by the minute and I
could feel the incredible heat of her body as she moved against me. She was
on fire this girl and she needed me to quench it! Once again the mewling
sound came out of her throat and I felt an energy come from her was almost
a vibration from deep inside.
My body trembled as the girl moved farther up my body, kissing, nibbling
and licking me. The more she used her mouth on me, the more turned on I got
and the more her body heat increased. I felt her move on top of me, her legs
on either side of my hips. I could feel how incredibly hot and wet her pussy
was before I even entered her. I was hot beyond belief and I took my hand
and took my cock and guided it to the entrance to her pussy.
"No Tom, not like that," she said as she rolled off the top of me. She
positioned herself on her hands and knees. "Fuck me Tom," she said in a voice
that almost didn't seem human. She draped her ponytail across her back, put
her head down on the pillow and left her ass in the air. "Fuck me Tom, I
need it now. Hurry, it's almost daylight!"
Her pussy looked so inviting as I positioned myself behind her. I could
smell her sex, could feel the need of her young body in the air and I knew
at this moment that there was no turning back. Taking my cock in my hand
I put it against the skin of her young vagina. The heat was intense as I
put it against her wet warm hole. Kitty dug her fingernails into the mattress
and as I put my cock against her pussy, she let out a "Grrrrrrrrrr" sound
and pushed herself against my cock, engulfing me all the way. The heat was
INCREDIBLE and it took all my willpower at that time not to shoot my load
inside her!.
I pulled her ponytail and held onto it while I started to move my rigid
shaft out of her pussy. "Oh yes Tom, fuck me Tom. Cum inside me, please,
cum inside me!" I pulled almost all the way out, and when I pushed forward,
she once again met my thrust with hers. Her hot pussy seemed to get hotter
and her temperature seemed to rise with every stroke!
Kitty let out another groaning sound as I pushed my cock meat into her
hot pussy! "Fuck my Kitty pussy Tom! Please, cum inside my Kitty pussy!"
she moaned. Kitty must have sensed that I was trying not to cum because at
this point, her pussy muscles gripped my cock and started a milking motion
on them that I had never before experienced. The muscles almost rippled across
my cock, like a hungry little mouth sucking it's mother's milk! "Cum inside
me Tom! Cum in my Kitty pussy NOW!" she moaned.
The incredible milking sensation on my cock took me over the edge. My
balls ached for release and I took her by the hair and pulled her tight as
my balls gave up its hot spunk deep inside her! "Grrrrr," she howled and
trembled all over as I came inside her. Her tight pussy muscles became still
tighter as I pumped my cum inside her pussy! "Oh fuck Kitty!" I yelled as
her cunt muscles held a death grip on my dick. I felt like every bit of my
life force was being drained from my body as she milked every last drop out
of me. As soon as I was done cuming inside her, I could feel the heat from
her body start to decrease and her pussy muscles released my spent dick from
inside her. I let go of her hair and I just collapsed onto the bed, every
bit of energy drained from me.
Kitty rolled on her side and snuggled against my shoulder. "Thank you
Tom, thank you," she purred as she nuzzled against my shoulder and neck.
That is the last thing that I remember until I after the sun came up and
I was awaken by a knocking sound on the door. I opened my eyes and looked
over and Kitty was gone! I hurriedly got out of bed, not to see who was at
the door but to find Kitty! I looked around but she was nowhere to be found.
The knocking did not stop so I picked up my robe and slipped it around my
body. I looked outside and there was a man standing on my porch. I opened
the door and asked, "May I help you?"
The man standing at the door removed his hat. "Hello, I hope I didn't
wake you but I have lost my cat and I was wondering if you had seen her?"
I shook my head. "No, I haven't seen your cat sir." I had no more got
that out of my mouth but white cat with a brown tail came from somewhere
in the house. "Meow. Meow."
"Kitty!" the man exclaimed as he bent down to pick the cat up. "You have
been a bad little kitty!"
"I'm sorry mister, I didn't know she was in here."
"It's ok. She disappears every year on Halloween. That's how I knew to
come here to look for here!"
"Pardon me sir?" I asked, confused at his comment.
"Well you see it's like this Tom. Like I said, she disappears every Halloween
night and I know it might be a coincidence but she always ends up at the
house of a man named Tom!"
Suddenly I had the strangest thought. No! It couldn't be! I looked at
the cat in the man's arms and I swear these were the same eyes that looked
at me in the form of a human girl last night!
"And....another thing," the man said.
"What's that," I inquired, still confused by what had happened.
"Well...every year when she comes home, she has a new litter of female
kittens a few months later!"
I stood there with my mouth open as this man stroked the fur of the cat
in his arms. "Thank you for taking good care of kitty. She looks well cared
for." The cat purred and mewed as the man held her tight.
"You're welcome mister, " I told him as he walked away. "By the way,
could I ask you a favor?"
"Yes, I suppose so."
"When kitty has her litter, could you give me one of her kittens?"
"Oh of course!" the man said. "In fact, I'll let you have first pick.
"Thanks once again mister," the man said as he walked away with his kitten
in his arms. I pushed the door shut and leaned back against it. I looked
at the calendar on the way. "Just 364 more days till Halloween," I said to
myself. I can't wait till next year!
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