Stray Cat Strut
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				Title: <strong>Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>23-04-2010, 12:11:53</strong>
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				Dalton read the same page of the book for the third time and finally set it down.&nbsp; He sighed, feeling perhaps a bit sorry for himself as he looked around the living room.&nbsp; Claire was having a slumber party over at her fried Jill's house, while is fiance Rebecca was out of the country on business.&nbsp; That left him alone for the first time in a long while and it was hard to get used to.<br><br>The fact that his internet connection was down and he could not go questing with his 'Warcraft buddies made it worse.<br><br>There was a flash of lightning, followed four seconds later by an ominous roll of thunder.&nbsp; Soon raindrops here hammering on the roof, loud enough that he knew he was probably not getting any sleep tonight, either.&nbsp; He felt sorry for any creature stuck out in that mess.&nbsp; He stood, stretched his lean frame, ran a hand through his thick brown hair and wandered down the hall to the kitchen.&nbsp; He caught his reflection in the hallway mirror, paused to take himself in.&nbsp; He rubbed a hand along his bare belly; it was toned...but was it less toned than last month?&nbsp; Was he letting himself go?&nbsp; He had a runner's build and was not prone to bulking up, but the weather had been so messy lately he had not been able to run.&nbsp; He was not obsessed with his looks, but he had to admit he liked how he could turn heads.<br><br>He hesitated, turned towards the foyer.&nbsp; Had that been something on the porch?&nbsp; He tugged his robe's belt around his waist and headed that way, bare fleet slapping on hard wood...
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 08:20:06</strong>
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				Shivering and cold, Danica wrapped her arms around her more tightly. Why she was putting up with this suffering, she didn't know. The slaves needed a master, though. The three in the area that had been sought out thus far had been undesirable for a number of reasons. <br><br>One had been overly fat. Disgusting. One had been tall and bony. No no no. Not happening.&nbsp; The other… well… his smell seemed to come from his pores and she'd high tailed it.&nbsp; Finding a master was hard work! Where were the men on this planet? <br><br>The smell of one lingered in her nostrils as she clutched her tail to herself, the yellow of her leopard print that graced her ears and tails with fur, and then spotted the skin around her hairline, shoulders, neck, and down her upper arms looked pale.&nbsp; Her clothing covered the spots that decorated her hips.&nbsp; She hated clothing. It was shameful, just shameful.&nbsp; Her breasts, her beautiful breasts, so large, round and made for a man's hands, were covered.&nbsp; She hated that. She refused to wear a bra so her thin shirt clung to her wetly, like a second skin, her dark and erect nipples standing out proudly against the material. <br><br>Large breasts tapered to a narrow waist and feminine flared hips, and of course her long and sleek tail. <br><br>She raised a small hand and rapped upon the door, hoping that the male, and not the females that she smelled, would come to the door.&nbsp; Males were easier to allure.&nbsp; The females could become slaves or serve as mistresses. The slaves would be happy to have someone to serve.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 10:41:15</strong>
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				Dalton blinked; he had not been imagining things!&nbsp; He figured he must have seen some movement out there through the narrow windows along the doorway, because he was certain he had not heard anything.&nbsp; Whomever was at the door must have had a light tread, because the porch always squeaked.<br><br>He wondered who would be out this late, in this weather, and he considered not opening the door.&nbsp; What if it was a thief?&nbsp; Then he considered how it might be a stranded motorist.&nbsp; He could not just leave someone out there on the porch in that mess.<br><br>He opened the door...and stared.&nbsp; The woman was lovely.&nbsp; Sensuous.&nbsp; Exotic.&nbsp; And the ears and tail just added spice devastatingly sexy image before him.<br><br>Cosplayer, he thought to himself.&nbsp; Must have been on their way from a convention and got lost or something.&nbsp; The neighborhood was pretty far off the highway.<br><br>"Hi," he said, stepping aside, "Come on in out of the cold."<br><br>He would just get her a towel, a hot cocoa, offer the use of his phone or bathroom or whatever and she would be on her way.&nbsp; That was all there would be to it...
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 16:14:14</strong>
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				Well, he did smell quite alluring. She smiled as his scent grew stronger, glad that it was he who had answered the door.&nbsp; She supposed that she was quite a sight; the other men had stared in much the same way, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.&nbsp; She wondered what they <em>thought</em> but didn't give it too much passing attention. <br><br>"Thank you," she said, stepping into his home and looking around. Yes. Definitely two females frequented the dwelling even if they didn't live in it. She wasn't sure, the scent was strong enough for either to be true. <br><br>She smiled and turned to face him. "Do you mind if I get out of my wet clothes?" She didn't wait for an answer before she peeled off her top layer, dropped her skirt, and stood there before him in all of her glory.&nbsp; She hadn't even gone into the homes of the other men.&nbsp; She grasped her wet garments in her hands, holding them tightly behind her back, putting one foot slightly in front of the other to make her stance more alluring.&nbsp; Her hips were slightly tilted and the breasts that she was so very proud of were pushed out for him to see them at their advantage. "You can touch if you like, Sir. It's only fair. You've been so kind to let me into your home and out of the cold."&nbsp; Her tail swished happily behind her like a pendulum.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 21:25:33</strong>
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				Dalton stared.&nbsp; The breasts were...spectacular.&nbsp; It took him some seconds to realize what else he was seeing; the leopard spots.&nbsp; He thought she had to have been either tattooed or been body painted, there was no other explanation.&nbsp; No other logical explanation.<br><br>Jeez, he thought, an erection forming as he took her in.&nbsp; She was either the most faithful cosplayer on the planet, or she was a professional model hired to do some sort of kinky photo shoot.&nbsp; Regardless of her motives or origin, she was giving him a powerful erection that was beginning to tent both his pajama pants and robe.<br><br>He cleared his throat and tried to tear his eyes from her tits and look into her eyes, it was the hardest thing he had to do in a long, long time.&nbsp; He forced a smile and said, "I...I'm going to go get you a towel..."<br><br>Despite what he said, his feet were rooted in place.&nbsp; He could not stop staring at her, not stop thinking about touching her.&nbsp; He was going to be married in a month, damn it!&nbsp; He should not have been having these thoughts!<br><br>Despite that something made him reach out to her.&nbsp; It took a supreme act of will to check it.<br><br>"I...I'll take your wet things," he said, hand outstretched.&nbsp; He paused and added, "And...that towel.&nbsp; I'll get you that towel.&nbsp; Promise..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 02:26:17</strong>
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				She smiled as he stared at her breasts. Good. He was doing very good so far. He wasn't immune to her visual charms.&nbsp; The pheromones that released from her body, aroused as she was, should have an impact upon him too.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wished that she knew how to make more of them, to make them release in higher doses.&nbsp; All she knew was that when her pussy got wet, men liked the smell of it and flocked around her.&nbsp; Some of the human girls didn't have that luck, but one or two did.&nbsp; It was a good thing that there were plenty like her, though none quite as exotic as she.&nbsp; They enjoyed each other's bodies but it grew boring without someone to actually serve.&nbsp; <br><br>A frown pouted her lips as he spoke of getting her a towel. For what?&nbsp; She was glad that he didn't move and thought hard about his fingers rubbing her clit, about her pussy getting wetter and wetter.&nbsp; She was already so wet that the insides of her thighs were damp, small rivulets of her juices starting to run down them. <br><br>When he stretched out his hand, she clapped with glee, dropping her clothes on the carpet and pressing his fingers into her dripping folds.&nbsp; Her hands ran up his arms and over his shoulders.&nbsp; "Take it all you want, Sir.&nbsp; It's not fair that you're still dressed."&nbsp; She pushed his robe off of his shoulders and whimpered at the sight of his stomach and chest.&nbsp; A low purr rumbled from her throat as she pressed her lips to his neck, kissing softly and then licking up his neck to his ear. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 02:40:48</strong>
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				Dalton was a good man, meaning he tried to be nice to people, protected his own, and was a one-woman guy.&nbsp; When going steady he never cheated on a girl, and when he got engaged to Becky he even went so far as to ditch his porn collection.<br><br>Well, most of it.<br><br>But what this...this sensuous creature was doing to him was beyond anything he was expecting.&nbsp; He simply did not have the tools or the willpower to resist.&nbsp; He was a man.&nbsp; Only a man.<br><br>His hand felt warm, moist, soft flesh, fingers instinctively caressed and slipped inside to massage the inner folds.&nbsp; He moaned when he felt her breasts, her stiff nipples press into his hard chest, sighed as her lips and tongue danced up his neck to his ear lobe.&nbsp; His free hand meant to push her away, all it managed to do was cup a glorious globe of firm flesh and gently squeeze.&nbsp; He looked down into her eyes, was ready to tell her to stop.<br><br>Her eyes were lovely, and he could see, alien.&nbsp; An ear flicked fast, just like a real cat's.&nbsp; He realized she was not human, she was alien.<br><br>For some reason that just turned him on more and his fingers continued teasing her pussy, sliding in and out, as a thumb brushed across her nipple...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 04:50:29</strong>
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				Her ear twitched as his breath hit it. Mmmm. He smelled so good.&nbsp; She purred more loudly, pressing her breasts tightly against his chest as his fingers probed her folds.&nbsp; Her hips rolled against his hand, delighting in the pleasure that his fingers caused.&nbsp; "Mmm, Master, do you want your kitten?" she asked in a sensual tone. <br><br>She gasped as he squeezed her breast and pushed it into his hand.&nbsp; Her own nimble fingers pushed his pajama pants down, seizing his cock gently, stroking it with a sure grip, with one hand moving up and down his shaft while the other manipulated only the tip; her thumb pressing against the underside of the arrowed tip as her other four digits teased his ridged crown. <br><br>"Oh, Master!" she groaned seductively as his fingers pushed into her.&nbsp; She rolled her hips harder against his hand as they slid in and out of her pussy.&nbsp; "Please fuck your kitten. Fuck me hard. I want to make you cum and to cum for you; to please you in every way!" She whimpered and licked at his earlobe, sucking it between her lips and lashing it with her tongue.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 04:59:55</strong>
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				Dalton was now on autopilot, he could not think beyond satisfying his most basic desires.&nbsp; The unknown pheromones combined with the cat girl's sexy body, her seductive voice all worked to erode his willpower to the point where he had to have her regardless of any consequences.<br><br>He moaned as skilled fingers manipulated his manhood, gasped when her thumb struck some magical part.&nbsp; It was as if she knew precisely where every nerve ending was and knew just how to tickle them.<br><br>He let go of her breast so his hand could slide over the swell of her hip, down an athletic thigh.&nbsp; He took hold of her leg and lifted it over his own hip, pushed her against the wall with a low growl.&nbsp; He kissed her, tongue slipping into her tongue, teasing her own as he removed the fingers from her pussy, slipped it over her own.&nbsp; He had not had unprotected sex in years yet he knew he was going to fuck this woman, fuck her bare back.&nbsp; That thought was at least as exciting as every other one flashing through his mind.<br><br>He drew her hand away from his cock, pressed the member against her nether lips, and with a growl muffled by her mouth thrust into her...!
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 06:18:16</strong>
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				She needed him. So close to getting him, she couldn't even think about anything else or failing. He had to fuck her. Had to.&nbsp; He had to let her give him pleasure, to make him cum, to make him mindless with his lust.&nbsp; <br><br>Danica groaned low in her throat as he moaned, the sound of his pleasure stirring her own arousal intensely.&nbsp; She gasped and moved her fingers faster as his hand slid down her body.&nbsp; She pushed against his cock with her mound as he lifted her leg.&nbsp; Her back pressed against the wall and she knew that she had him.&nbsp; Eagerly, she kissed him back, her tongue probing his mouth and curled around his, joining it in an erotic dance.&nbsp; She would have begged for his cock had her lips been free to do so, she wanted to feel him inside of her so badly.&nbsp; <br><br>There was no reason to fight or hold onto his prick any longer; her body wanted it deeply.&nbsp; She let him brush her had away, enjoying the show of dominance that told her that he had what it took.&nbsp; She squealed loudly into his mouth, her body so very sensitive and ready for him as he plunged into her depths.&nbsp; She pushed her hips away from the wall so she could sink fully onto him.&nbsp; The ring of muscles at her entrance tightened around his stiffness, she knew that it would drag up and down his shaft tightly, massaging his dick with every stroke and causing him intense pleasure.&nbsp; It was something that the felines were trying to teach the humans on the ship how to do.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 06:31:53</strong>
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				The two weeks without sex made Dalton vulnerable and hungry to the cat girl's pheromones, her animalistic sensuality.&nbsp; He gasped as the ring of muscle massaged his cock, then he moaned.&nbsp; It was an incredibly intense sensation, made more so by the bare skin contact.&nbsp; He thrust into her, loving how she eagerly took him, responding with each move with growls, caresses, kisses every bit as hungry as his own.<br><br>He was not going to last long at this rate and he struggled to regain control of the situation, to fuck as long as he possibly could.&nbsp; There was a fleeting thought about an auburn haired woman, her name was on the tip of his tongue.&nbsp; Then her pussy squeezed and the vision was gone, the urge to recall her name obliterated.<br><br>His hands caressed her thighs, her ass, traced circles up her spine as he continued thrusting.&nbsp; One hand grabbed her other hip and he drew her second leg around him, wanting her all about him even as his cock was sucked into her innermost body...
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 06:59:09</strong>
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				Overly stimulated and rearing to go, she knew that her body wouldn't last long against a man's touch.&nbsp; It'd been too long and she was far too excited.&nbsp; Her race was largely sexual and animalistic, easily stimulated even to the strongest of orgasms.&nbsp; She kissed him back with urgency, wanting him over and over, inside of her to the hilt and the reaches of her depths.&nbsp; <br><br>Chills ran down her spine as he taunted her flesh with his fingers. She was mildly curious as to what patterns he'd drawn; it was a favorite game of her and many of the other women on the ship.&nbsp; He drew her other leg around him, rendering her at his mercy as he thrust into her.&nbsp; Her hips rolled the best that they could, her ankles locking around him and pulling him tighter.&nbsp; She broke the kiss and cried out savagely. "OH YES! FUCK ME! OH FUCK ME, MASTER! <br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 07:06:26</strong>
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				Dalton and Becky had a pretty vanilla relationship and were not prone to too much experimentation.&nbsp; So when the cat girl called him "Master!" it both surprised him and stimulated him.&nbsp; He found he liked her calling him, that.<br><br>He liked it very much.<br><br>Hands on her hips, he lifted her up and dropped her down on his cock, grunting with the sensation of cool air on his length quickly followed by hot, moist, tight flesh.&nbsp; He lifted and dropped her again.&nbsp; He wanted to feel her cum on his cock, wanted to hear her scream for him in orgasm.<br><br>He kissed her neck, her shoulder, bent forward and sucked on one of her nipples.&nbsp; The situation was so intense and yet so surreal part of him wondered if this was a dream...
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 07:23:17</strong>
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				The kitty's body trembled, her ears laying back, her tail thrashing, moving up to tickle his balls as he lifted and lowered her onto his fuckstick.&nbsp; She moaned and arched her back, her eyes fluttering shut as her cunt quivered around him.&nbsp; Just a few more… just a few more…<br><br>"OHHH! YESSS, MASSSTER!" she literally screamed out, her pleasure divine as it coursed and crashed through her body.&nbsp; Her pussy clenched down on him in pulsing intervals, squeezing his cock in a viselike grip, and rippling up and down his slick, veiny, and satiny shaft.&nbsp; Her hips moved hard against him as she squirmed, holding onto him for dear life, her tail lashing at his balls and tickling up and down his rear crevice. <br><br>"Harder! HARDER, MASTER! Hurt that pussssy!"&nbsp; He was going to be a fine Master, indeed. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 07:36:38</strong>
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				Dalton felt the cat girl's pussy grab ahold of his member as she screamed out 'Master!', the combination was more than enough to send him over the edge.&nbsp; He let out an animalistic roar as his own climax claimed him.&nbsp; His cock spasmed inside her, sending jets of cum spraying, coating her inner walls.&nbsp; His legs became weak and it was all he could do to hold on to her as he sank to his knees, his orgasm still raging through him.<br><br>Her pussy still had a firm grip on his cock, Dalton did not want it to let go.&nbsp; He kissed his new lover deeply, unable to regret a second of the incredibly intense pleasure, the sensation of her sensuous body molded against his.&nbsp; The kiss broke, he stared into her eyes, a sensation akin to love or tenderness washing through him, mixing with the still-hot flames of his lust.<br><br>"Who are you?" he gasped.&nbsp; God, he wanted to make love...to fuck her forever...!
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 07:53:31</strong>
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				She moaned loudly, shrilly when his cum scalded her inner walls. She loved it. Every spurt felt like bliss, knowing that she'd pleased her Master was the greatest pleasure of all.&nbsp; She balanced carefully as he sank down to his knees.&nbsp; She kept squeezing his shaft with her muscles, milking every last drop of seed from her lover's cock. <br><br>A whimper died in her throat as he kissed her again. She returned it eagerly, almost lovingly.&nbsp; She panted and purred quietly as the kiss ended.&nbsp; <br><br>"My name is Danica.&nbsp; I come from a ship called the Zaltran 5.&nbsp; It was a slave ship.&nbsp; Still is, only we have no Master now. No one to take care of us and make us scream like you can." She pouted softly, brushing his hair out of his face.&nbsp; "No Master to serve. There are five of us. Two more like me and two human women.&nbsp; Our master has been gone a long time.&nbsp; We need a new one. And we want you."&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 08:04:30</strong>
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				Dalton listened to what the cat girl-Danica-was saying.&nbsp; It sounded unbelievable, impossible!<br><br>And yet here she was, her legs wrapped around his waist, his cock buried in her perfect pussy, her warm, sweet breath on his face.&nbsp; He found himself kissing her again wanting more of her even as he felt guilty for cheating on Becky.<br><br>"Um..." he slid his hand down her inner thigh in an attempt to dislodge her, but Danica felt so...good next to him, "Look, Danica, that sounds...wonderful, but..."<br><br>Her sex clenched around him, he moaned and found himself almost falling back against the floor, taking her with him.&nbsp; He wanted to tell her 'no', needed to.<br><br>But the words simply were not forming in his brain, let alone coming out of his mouth.&nbsp; Heavy breasts pressed against his chest again and he sighed as his hands cupped the perfect globes of her ass...
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 08:51:31</strong>
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				She kissed him again, though she was growing tired of that.&nbsp; Talina liked kissing, could spend hours doing it.&nbsp; Danica liked cock too much. <br><br>Oh no! He was going to say that he couldn't be their Master! But she wanted him so badly.&nbsp; She shivered as his hand moved down her thigh and kissed him again.&nbsp; She kissed him to cut off his words, not wanting to hear those horrible things come past his mouth.&nbsp; She broke the kiss and pushed him over onto his back when he almost fell. She was careful to cradle his hands as she rocked her hips against him, lifting up and down gently, trying to get him ready for another round.&nbsp; "Imagine it, Master.&nbsp; Five women touching you, licking you, all wanting their turn on your cock.&nbsp; One sucking your dick while another licks your balls. Another riding your face…"&nbsp; She wanted him to think about how much pleasure it could be.&nbsp; <br><br>She lay down completely on top of him and ground her body against him.&nbsp; "You get to punish us when we're bad.&nbsp; Always have a wet pussy waiting when you want it.&nbsp; Watch us play when you don't… It's all yours if you want it."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 09:03:55</strong>
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				Dalton's objections were cut off by the deep kiss, already he could imagine what she was talking about.&nbsp; An orgy with more women like her?&nbsp; It was...a potently erotic vision.&nbsp; His hands were everywhere, fondling tits, ass, spine.&nbsp; Running through her hair, teasing her cat ears as his mouth found the hollow of her throat.&nbsp; He rolled them both over and sank his cock home.<br><br>What she was saying was wrong, what she wanted for him was wrong.&nbsp; But god how he wanted it!&nbsp; He growled as he thrust into her once more, loving how she felt, how she smelled, how she seemed so eager to submit to him.<br><br>He knew he should stop, but god help him, he did not know how...!
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 10:50:40</strong>
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				She loved the way that he touched her, stroking her sensitive ears, grabbing at her body as if he already owned it.&nbsp; All he had to do was to say the word and he would, and the rest of their bodies too. Their previous master had been older, getting near forty. A young master would be fun. Virile. <br><br>A loud moan rang through the air as he drove his cock into her. She writhed under him as he pushed her down against the floor with his weight, her hips rolling up to take his cock deeper and deeper, wanting every inch of it to rock her body.&nbsp; <br><br>Her muscular ring tightened around the very base of his cock, she could get his balls in too if he fucked her enough.&nbsp; The previous master had liked that.&nbsp; "OHHH MASTER! MMMM I LOVE YOUR COCK!" She cried the words out at the top of her lungs, lost in ecstasy with him buried inside of her.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 07:32:54</strong>
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				Dalton was amazed at how intense Danica's pussy felt on his cock, he was almost overwhelmed with that combined with the sight of the alien cat girl riding him like a wild bronco.&nbsp; Part of him knew that in a way he was being tamed, brought to heel.<br><br>That part of him did not particularly care, not if he could get fucked like this all the time.<br><br>His hands meant to push her off, instead they caressed her thighs, traveled up her flat belly to her full, firm, heavy breasts.&nbsp; He squeezed them as he rolled his hips, then he rose up and took in a mouthful of titflesh, sucking on it, tickling the stiff nipple with his tongue as his other hand slid down her spine to her tail, her ass.<br><br>The tight ring of muscle around the base of his cock was wonderful, the tight shaft of her pussy amazing.&nbsp; He did not want it to end, and that wicked part of him whispered that it did not have to.&nbsp; he wanted it to go on, to hear her squeal with orgasm, to cum on him again and again...
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 13:02:16</strong>
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				The feline bucked up against him, wanting him so badly to be her Master. The girls were so lonely and while playing with each other was fun, it wasn't the same as <em>this</em>.&nbsp; Women were beautiful but men… they were rougher.&nbsp; And this man liked being in control. She could tell.&nbsp; She wanted to give him that and so much more.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh! Master! Harder! Please! Fuck me so hard. Please! So hard! Master! Please!"&nbsp; She was beside herself with pleasure, her ring tightening even more around his shaft, her sweet juices wetting the floor under her while she fucked his cock with wanton abandon.&nbsp; <br><br>"You feel so good in me, Master. So good. Mmmm. So gooooood!" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 13:28:03</strong>
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				Dalton drew Danica close to his body, kissing her roughly as they rolled over.&nbsp; He fucked her hard and fast, growling like a beast as he drove his cock into her over and over again.&nbsp; He was beyond thought now, all that drove him was pure instinct.<br><br>He felt his second orgasm coming, craved it, craved it as much as he wanted her to cum on him.&nbsp; He grabbed handfuls of titflesh, squeezed as his cock exploded.<br><br>He saw stars, felt his body shudder with release.&nbsp; It was almost as good as the first time.&nbsp; And he knew now that he would have Danica as much as he possibly could.<br><br>And damn the consequences...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 02:55:08</strong>
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				Harder she rocked against him, no longer even knowing which end was up or down. She didn't care. She just kept pushing against the source of the pleasure, taking it deeper and deeper, her pussy slapping hard against his body.&nbsp; The wet sounds of her flesh hitting his made her back arch.&nbsp; <br><br>She groaned and knew he was grabbing her tits, squeezing them so wonderfully.&nbsp; Feeling his cock shudder inside of her, she pushed roughly against him and held herself there, taking every drop of his cum inside of her. <br><br>Howling out as she came again, feeling his hot seed pumping and pulsing into her, her cunt locking down and squeezing everything that it could from his flesh, she slumped against him, her head on his chest, her breasts pressed tightly to his ribs.&nbsp; "Ohhh Master! You're so good at that!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 13:32:09</strong>
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				Dalton held Danica close, he could imagine he felt her heart beating against his chest.&nbsp; Which would have been hard to do, considering the impressive insulation between them.&nbsp; He stared at the ceiling, his cock still buried in the cat woman's pussy, his mind struggling between post coital guilt and a desire to indulge in some more sin.<br><br>Becky was going to be pissed.&nbsp; He chuckled wryly.&nbsp; Becky was the least of his problems.&nbsp; Apparently he was being offered a harem on a slave ship...somewhere else.<br><br>For a moment curiosity won out over lust.&nbsp; He gently dislodged himself from Danica, moaned when he felt cool air hit his wet cock.<br><br>"Where is this ship?" he asked.&nbsp; Is it a space ship?&nbsp; How did you get here?" He found one of her discarded articles of clothing, the shirt.&nbsp; There were no maker's brands or tags on it and the fabric felt a little strange.&nbsp; Okay, maybe she was telling the truth.<br><br>He stood, "Look, my sister is going to be home tomorrow, and I...I am not sure how she is going to handle this..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 07:04:14</strong>
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				She sighed sadly as he pulled back, truly enjoying her Master's arms.&nbsp; She wanted him again and again until he was so exhausted that he couldn’t even move.&nbsp; She looked up at him and sat up. "Above us, about a mile away. They're keeping a track on me through a device that they put in my ass."&nbsp; She grinned, knowing that the rod was in there.&nbsp; It felt kind of good. It was a thin thing, it just made her excited knowing that something was inside of her.&nbsp; <br><br>"I was lowered in a little pod. It went back up so no one could find it.&nbsp; They'll send it back down for us."&nbsp; She smiled.&nbsp; "All you have to do is say the word and the girls will come down to pack anything that you want to have taken with us." She sighed softly as he inspected her clothing.&nbsp; He was master and could do as he wished.&nbsp; <br><br>"We can take her with us. She would be happy as a slave, all women are. Serving Master. Though… some women serve Mistresses. I'm not one of those. I serve men.&nbsp; I don't serve women.&nbsp; I tend to tell the others what to do and keep things organized.&nbsp; They're probably in a pile of arms and legs, licking each other frantically, waiting on you." <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 07:40:51</strong>
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				Dalton was glad he had not tried taking Danica anally; he could imagine destroying his cock and her rectum in one thrust.<br><br>He rose and looked about, "This...this is a lot to take in.&nbsp; I don't feel comfortable with my sister being some sort of...sex slave."<br><br>Actually, over the past couple years as his sixteen year old sister grew up and out he had more than one inappropriate fantasy about her.&nbsp; He cleared his throat and said, "Well...I'm still skeptical.&nbsp; I...I would like to see the ship."<br><br>He grabbed his clothes, handed Danica hers, "Maybe...maybe after I see it we can talk more..."<br><br>He still wanted more of Danica, to ravish her, fuck her and use her.&nbsp; And honestly, he wanted to see the other slaves.<br><br>But his sister would be back tomorrow and he needed to get Danica out of the house, away from Claire...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 07:57:48</strong>
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				"Why not? There's nothing wrong with a woman wanting to pleasure a man." She looked at him sadly, wondering what he thought of her.&nbsp; The comment hurt her feelings.&nbsp; Women were supposed to pleasure men. <br><br>"Then we'll go."&nbsp; She took her clothes and put them on, knowing that she had to wear them out of the house though she hated them.&nbsp; Once back on the ship, she wouldn't be putting the offending garments back on.&nbsp; She contented herself with that and tried to let his comment about his sister becoming a sex slave, the tone in his voice, fade out of her mind. <br><br>She looked at him expectantly, wanting him to hurry. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 08:40:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dalton had a feeling he and Danica had a huge cultural divide between them. He could tell he had hurt her feelings somehow, but was not sure what he said that caused it.<br><br>He left and returned with handfuls of his own clothes and put them clothes on, embarrassed at how his still semi-erect cock betrayed his continued attraction to the sexy cat woman.&nbsp; Clearing his throat, he took a few minutes to clean the stains from the hardwood floor.&nbsp; He could still smell the sex in the air, it was...intoxicating.<br><br>He led Danica out into the storm, locking the door behind them.&nbsp; Claire would be back Sunday night, so that gave him plenty of time to check this ship out-if it existed-talk Danica and the others to look elsewhere for a master, then be back before she suspected anything had happened.<br><br>"Okay," he said, "Let's go..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 09:51:52</strong>
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				Noticing that Master was still hard, or at least was pitching a semi, she grinned, content that he was attracted to her and found nothing wrong with sex slaves.&nbsp; If he did, she would know that he wasn't the right man to be their Master. <br><br>"Into the woods, Master. The pod is waiting." She smiled and walked toward it, her tail wrapped around his leg so that she could make sure of where he was and know if he backed away.&nbsp; <br><br>The pod was just where she said it was. "Being discreet, of course, Master. After you. I'll sit in your lap." <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 10:27:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dalton thought the pod looked like a large chrome plated egg.&nbsp; Interested, he tentatively approached it and gave a start when it opened up, it's surface like mercury!&nbsp; Inside was what looked like a comfortable chair made of the same stuff.&nbsp; Grimacing, he cautiously entered the thing and let Danica settle on his lap.&nbsp; His erection pressed into her bottom and her arm around his neck caused him to shudder.<br><br>"Now what?" he asked.<br><br>Then the pod sealed shut, leaving them in darkness.&nbsp; Dalton felt his breath catch in his throat, he felt a moment of claustrophobic terror.&nbsp; Then he felt gravity slam into him as the pod seemed to be sucked into the sky!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 11:24:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She settled into his lap and when they were both in, the pod sealed itself and rose, not nearly fast enough, up to the ship.&nbsp; <br><br>Once they were inside, the pod opened again and the girls were waiting.&nbsp; She bounded happily off of Master's lap and was grabbed by one of the other cat girls.&nbsp; She was pulled into a fiery kiss, both of their hands going to each other's pussies, fingers seeking out clits as they tongued each other's mouths.&nbsp; The other girls drew closer to the man, looking him over with obvious desire.&nbsp; Feline, feminine hands grabbed his wrist gently and pulled him from the pod, the other three women surrounding him, undoing his pants, one shoving them down while human hands pulled up on his shirt.&nbsp; Fingers pinched his nipples while his cock was pushed into a moist throat, the human girl with red hair sucked on it happily.&nbsp; Gloria stayed on her knees, her hair flaming while Renee stroked his back.&nbsp; <br><br>Nikita, the other cat girl, kissed over his lower back as she fingered the redhead.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 04:48:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dalton suppressed his fear as the pod sucked them up into the air, surprisingly Danica's warm body helped to calm him down.&nbsp; If she was not afraid then he figured he had nothing to be afraid of, either.<br><br>When the pod opened he had a brief glimpse of warm woods and red carpeting.&nbsp; That was probably the last thing he expected a space ship interior to look like.&nbsp; He did not have much more time to think after that because he was pulled by the pod by several female and surprisingly strong hands.&nbsp; Almost immediately he was on his back and half naked, hands and lips all over his body.<br><br>"Wait!" he said, but his mouth was muffled by a soul-searing kiss.&nbsp; Soon his hips were bucking as his cock was drawn down a constricting throat, a skilled tongue teasing his shaft.<br><br>Nikita smiled and purred as she fingered Scarlet's pussy.&nbsp; She whispered to Danica as the man writhed on the floor, "He's cute!&nbsp; But he seems to be a little...reluctant.&nbsp; Are there any complications we need to know about?"<br><br>She giggled, "Did you kidnap him?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 08:43:27</strong>
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				Craftily, Danica answered their questions.&nbsp; "I didn't kidnap him but he does have some baggage.&nbsp; He's got a little sister, my age or close from the way that she smells.&nbsp; I offered to bring her along and make her one of us. He said that he didn't know about her being some sort of sex slave.&nbsp; Maybe we should show him why being a sex slave is fun…and how much she'd enjoy her place here."&nbsp; <br><br>The women looked at him with wide eyes. "Master? You don't like us?" Nikita spoke up, looking crestfallen.&nbsp; She started fingering <em>Gloria</em> faster, pressing down on the backside of her channel.&nbsp; <br><br>They pushed him over onto his back, wanting to show him all the pleasure that they could bring him.&nbsp; <br><br><hr>OOC:<br>I'm terribly confused on who is who.&nbsp; I'm not sure what happened, but I don't know who Scarlet is.&nbsp; <br><br>1.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gloria - Human. Redhead. <br>2.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikita - feline, black with gray stripes.<br>3.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Unnamed so far?&nbsp; - Tiger print patterned fur and skin - Danica's sister, I think.<br>4.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Scarlet - the other human? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 09:03:50</strong>
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				Gloria writhed with pleasure as her pussy was toyed with and she came quickly.&nbsp; She had been so eager, so excited for the past couple days, abstaining from sex.&nbsp; She had been saving herself up for her new Master, and now here he was, his cock in her mouth!<br><br>"I..." his breath was taken away again as he was manhandled, flipped onto his back.&nbsp; The strawberry blond (Scarlet) kissed him deep and hard as he felt clawed fingers dance along his chest.<br><br>Nikita whispered conspiratorially to Danica, "I think we need to examine the sister, see what she is like.&nbsp; Let's send Camilla (Danica's sister) down, have her check her out.<br><br>She giggled as the man writhed, "Oh, I want some of that!&nbsp; Send Camilla, and we can fuck him into unconsciousness!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 09:42:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Danica held back, having already enjoyed Master so much. She wanted her slave sisters to have a turn.&nbsp; Gloria seemed to be enjoying herself and Camilla wanted some too.&nbsp; After the human came, she took up position with her lips on Master's cock.&nbsp; Purring as she sucked him greedily down her throat, she offered her ass up to the first taker. Gloria dropped to her knees and buried her face in the feline pussy, sucking on her clitoris and rubbing her nose around the cat girl's hole.&nbsp; She groaned and pulled off of Master at Nikita's suggestion.&nbsp; Nikita promptly replaced her as Camilla rose, pouting slightly. <br><br>"Alright, but only because the last one with the last Master was me." She sighed and headed toward the pod.&nbsp; Danica hugged her and pressed her lips to her sister's. Camilla kissed her back hungrily and then pulled away to climb in.&nbsp; The pod closed and Danica sent her down, as everyone else was busy.&nbsp; <br><br>Gloria buried her face in Nikita's pussy while Danica walked over to finger the other human girl, lapping at her clit slowly as she watched Master's reactions.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 13:51:14</strong>
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				Dalton was nearly overwhelmed by the pheromones in the air.&nbsp; The scent was...delicious, beyond anything he had ever smelled before.&nbsp; He inhaled and felt somehow elevated, almost god-like as he came in one woman's mouth, then he felt another pair of lips on is member and he groaned.&nbsp; His mouth was covered with a bare, slick pussy: one of the humans.&nbsp; He eagerly lapped at it as fingers slid in and out of another girl's sex, soon his digits were coat in girl-cum.<br><br>He thought he had overheard some of the others speaking, but his mind was too wrapped up in the now of things, the need to satisfy and be satisfied.&nbsp; Someone mounted his cock.<br><br>He had no objections.&nbsp; None whatsoever...<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;*</div><br>Claire wished the slumber party had not been called off, but when Jacki's basement flooded that put a damper on things.&nbsp; Her mother offered to drive everyone home rather than make their parents come pick them up.&nbsp; Jacki's mom was cool that way.&nbsp; She had taken the girls to a Steak 'n Shake that still had power for milkshakes and they closed the place at 3 a.m.&nbsp; It was almost five now and Claire was starting to feel tired.<br><br>She waved good bye to Jacki and her mom as they backed out of the driveway.&nbsp; The rain had slowed down to a trickle by now and it made the air smell fresh.&nbsp; The power was still out, though, and it made the neighborhood and nearby woods seem somehow more intimidating.&nbsp; Claire unconsciously shivered despite the warm night air and she fumbled for her keys.&nbsp; It was late and she did not want to wake Dalton, so she crept inside.<br><br>"What the hell?" she whispered as she stood in the doorway, catching a whiff of...something in the air.&nbsp; Whatever it was it was...nice.&nbsp; She smiled and felt her nipples stiffen for some reason, and all at once a host of naughty thoughts flooded through her mind.<br><br>She undid her short pony tail, letting her straight brown hair free, she unconsciously cupped one of her full breasts through the fabric of her t-shirt.&nbsp; She closed the door behind her, inadvertently leaving it unlocked as her had slid down her jean-covered thighs.&nbsp; She moaned softly and closed her eyes, imagining Brad Pitt was sucking on her lower lip...<br><br>OOC: Put the Dalton/Danica thread on hold for now?<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 12:49:30</strong>
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				Camilla's pod landed and she snuck into the house. Unlocked? Hrm. That was odd.&nbsp; She just shrugged and giggled, a low purr rumbling through her throat as she caught a whiff of her sister and Master's scents.&nbsp; She grinned widely and wondered how long that she'd have to wait for the sister to get home, right about the time that she caught the third scent, one of purely female arousal.&nbsp; Her tail swished back and forth as her ears laid back.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and sniffed the air, opening them just enough so that she could see.&nbsp; She took her sheer dress off as she walked, trailing it behind her before she let it fall out of her fingers. <br><br>Soon, she saw the woman, the scent of her musk so strong in the air though the woman was still dressed.&nbsp; "I can help you with that," she said, her rumbling purr never stopping as she wrapped her arms around the girl from behind and pressed her lips to the girl's neck.&nbsp; Her hands cupped the woman's breasts, squeezing gently before her right hand went down to massage the denim-covered mound of the woman's sex.&nbsp; Her lips pressed against a lovely feminine neck and she licked her gently. "See. I told you that Camilla would help you."&nbsp; <br><br>"Now we just have to get you out of these awful clothes and we can have some real fun."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 05:18:51</strong>
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				Claire gasped and almost screamed when strange hands slipped around her, touched her in places only one or two boys had gotten to.&nbsp; She was about to pull away when that soothing voice penetrated, and...<br><br>And that scent.&nbsp; That delicious scent...!<br><br>She moaned when her mound was cupped by a feminine hand, soft lips kissed the nape of her neck.<br><br>"Who..." she tried to pull away but the effort was half-hearted and she remained in the woman's arms, "Who...are you?&nbsp; Where's Dalton?"<br><br>God, she felt so horny!&nbsp; Unconsciously her hips, her ass ground back against her mystery assailant, forbidden thoughts flitting through her mind of girl-love...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>13-05-2010, 07:48:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dalton is busy, he had to step out." She smiled and nuzzled the girl's throat again, purring loudly.&nbsp; "You'll be seeing him soon."&nbsp; She wasn't going to go into specifics on that.&nbsp; <br><br>Her fingers moved to undo the girl's pants, sliding down into her panties, rolling through her folds and over her clit. <br><br>"You'll see him soon," she repeated smoothly. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stray Cat Strut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mcontroller</strong> on <strong>13-05-2010, 09:17:45</strong>
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				Claire let out a loud gasp that came dangerously close to a scream.&nbsp; The only one who had ever touched her there had been Henry Collins last month when they had masturbated one another.&nbsp; Then he had dumped her when she refused to go further.&nbsp; Henry's fingers had been pretty nice.<br><br>But what this person was doing to her...!<br><br>The scream never came, instead a low, animalistic moan escaped the teen's lips.&nbsp; Her hand flashed down towards the woman's wrist.&nbsp; Not to pull it away from her pussy, but to keep it there.&nbsp; Claire's other hand reached back, felt bare, toned thigh.&nbsp; She felt breasts pressing into her back.<br><br>She was being...raped.&nbsp; By a woman.<br><br>And she was already close to cumming...
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