DaddyJ�s notes: I wrote this story in dedication to a friend for a Halloween story-writing contest. It did not win, but I thought I�d share it with you anyway. Enjoy kiddies!
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!
The Breeding of Kitty (Mf, con)
by DaddyJ �