Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)
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				Title: <strong>Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 21:25:21</strong>
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				(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/Wolfy4225/1331910668390.jpg)<br><br>A gentle sigh escaped the lips of a young woman as she walked up to the gates that framed the entrance to her lovely college. She looked up at the buildings, which were still a bit of a trek away, being on a hill, and smiled softly to herself. "Time to come back to the academy...." She said to herself, smiling as she adjusted her classes and her red hair. She was wearing a light, red sweater, as even in august, it became a bit chilly on the campus. Smiling to herself, she moved forward and through the gates, walking up the hill. She slowly made her way up and onto the campus, and watched as people walked back and forth, every person with their own agenda. She herself had her own schedule, and she smiled, knowing the first thing she had to do was get back to her dorm room.<br><br>Crossing the campus, she approached the girl's dorm and entered, taking out the key in her pocket that had her room number, which hadn't changed at all from when she first came to the College. Felicia smiled to herself as she slowly approached her dorm room, which was on the second floor, room 205, and slid the key into the lock, unlocking the door and opening it. The first thing to hit her was a peculiar smell...the smell of food. The Dorm room was equipped with a full kitchen, so it wasn't unheard of for their to be food cooked, but still, what she smelled were cookies. Stepping inside, she saw a plate of fresh cookies on the table, as well as something else..she knew she had left a small mess on the table when she left, but that seemed to be gone..in fact, everything seemed to be spotless, which was something the maids would never do.<br><br>These two things lead her to the conclusion that someone was already here, and when she looked into the main living room, she was correct. A blush formed on her cheeks as she saw Izzy, her room mate, as well as her girlfriend and lover, was cleaning the room. Felicia's mind spun softly as memories of their last time together came back..so many naughty things that Izzy had coerced her into...yet she had secretly loved every bit of it. The cat girl was quite a fiesty, horny girl when around Felicia, something she couldn't under stand..but she loved every bit of it, save for her very adventurous personality, but that was something Felicia could ignore..at least, for the most part. She smiled gently, and walked over to Izzy, gently tapping her on the shoulder. "Izzy...it's been a long summer." Felicia said with a giggle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abbychase</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 18:18:57</strong>
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				Isabel had arrived three days previously, absolutely as early as the small college would allow. The first day the residential hall opened she was there, bouncing her way to the room she shared with her Felicia. She'd missed her lover desperately, painfully, and wanted to make sure Felicia's homecoming was as special as possible. To that end, Izzy began to clean, and clean, and clean. Felicia arrived two days later to a room almost unrecognizable from the one they'd left before break.<br><br><em>”Izzy... it's been a long summer”</em><br><br>She'd been so focused on her cookies that the tap came as a complete surprise. Felicia was back! Excited, Izzy turned and threw her arms around Felicia's waist, pulling her lithe frame tight against the taller woman. Her tail got into the act as well, curling itself intimately around Felicia's leg. Izzy nuzzled her lover's neck, planting a series of light kisses along each and every inch of the exposed, smooth skin.<br><br>“I missed you!” she sighed, “I'm so happy to see you! How was home?”<br><br>Questions rained down with almost equal frequency to kisses. It was as if Izzy wanted to know every single thing that had happened while they were apart in a single moment. Enthusiasm was a hallmark of the cat girl's personality. She simply didn't have a 'medium' setting, not around normal people and <em>especially</em> not around Felicia. While she spoke she lessened her grip just enough to guide Felicia towards the small couch that sat in the center of their living area.<br><br>The instant Felicia had arrived Izzy forgot everything else. Felicia's luggage remained in the hallway, her cooling plate of cookies stayed in the kitchen. Izzy's entire world narrowed to the little space Felicia occupied, and she wouldn't have it any other way.<br><br><hr><br>Izzy: (http://gelbooru.com//samples/1148/sample_3b7544de69b19907eedaaceeb0ac0c2f.jpg?1359674)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 18:32:59</strong>
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				Felicia was over come by the cat girl, who overwhelmed her with sensory input, hugging her around the waist, planting kissing along her neck, her tail wrapping intimately around Felicia's leg, it was all so much at once that any normal girl would have been quite stunned. However, Felicia, having been with Izzy for two years now, was quite used to it, though it was still too much for her sometimes, such as now. She stook their for a moment, letting Izzy ravage her, and then let herself be guided to the small couch, where they sat down together. "Oh, home was great....saw some old friends, stayed with my family, you know how it is." She said with a gently smile, rubbing Izzy's head right between her ears. Her tail was still wrapped around her leg, something that Felicia didn't mind, but the kisses excited her a little...though her hands gently tried to push Izzy away to gain some breathing room, though she seemed to not have much luck, as the cat girl was determined to plant as many kisses on her as she could.<br><br>Sighing softly, Felicia decided to give up on pushing Izzy away. "How was your break?" She asked her softly, knowing her break had probably been hell without Felicia being there..it was always how Izzy was, so energetic but also controlling and stifling...her attention was certainly not unwanted, but Felicia did sometimes wish that she could tone Izzy down a little, though the smaller cat-girl didn't seem to have a dial, and if she did, it had probably been broken off at the highest setting. She stroked Izzy's tail softly and waited for her response. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abbychase</strong> on <strong>15-04-2012, 22:34:53</strong>
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				“Fine... good...”<br><br>Izzy used single words to respond to Felicia's questions. Not because she did not want to share, but because her lips were required on other tasks. Every moment she spent talking was one she couldn't spend nuzzling Felicia's sensitive neck, the skin behind her ears or stealing quick kisses. Izzy didn't entirely understand why Felicia was so interested in talking to start with. Wouldn't there be time for that later? Shouldn't they celebrate being back together? That's certainly what Izzy wanted to do.<br><br>She felt Felicia's hands as they pressed softly against her, but Izzy paid them no mind. If Felicia truly wanted her to stop, Izzy reasoned, she'd make it clear. No matter what her lover's words might say, Izzy could tell from the subtle changes in Felicia's sent, and in the gentle blush spreading across her cheeks that she was enjoying the attention. Izzy also knew that, so long as Felicia's body was responding, that meant Felicia <em>clearly</em> wanted to keep doing whatever it was they were doing. Done and done.<br><br>“Too long...”<br><br>By this point the smaller cat-girl was nearly perched atop one of Felicia's thighs. Her toes were busy tracing up and down along Felicia's calf, her tail twitching playfully as Felicia stroked it and her hands plucking at the thin fabric of Felicia's shirt along the other girl's midrift. Even by Izzy's usual exuberant standards it was an aggressive fondling. She just couldn't help herself. Going so long without Felicia around was impossibly difficult.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 01:03:07</strong>
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				Felicia tried to push the other girl away, but the smaller cat girl seemed determined in showering her with affection, already firmly planted on her thigh, locking Felicia into place. She sighed and returned to stroking her tail, her cheeks high lighted with a blush, her body clearly responding to her, as her nipples could be seen poking up against the fabric of her shirt. She smiled softly to Izzy. "Izzy...I know you missed me..." She said softly, between kisses being planted on her lips and nuzzling from Izzy. She could tell that Izzy was beginning to feel hot, as she could feel something hard growing against her thigh. "And I know..you probably want to celebrate." She said, knowing her girlfriend all too well...in truth, she wanted to celebrate as well, but with Izzy being...Izzy, Felicia found it a bit over-stimulating, making her nervous and anxious...though she loved all the attention that Izzy gave her, as could be seen as her body reacted, her cheeks flushing, her sex becoming hot and moist, and her nipples becoming hard. A soft pant escaped her lips as she looked at Izzy, capturing the girl's lips with a single kiss. "But..W-we should..focus on getting out stuff put away, don't you think?" Felicia said, trying to change the subject, though she knew that with Izzy, it was pointless. The Cat girl was going to get what she wanted whether Felicia loved it or only liked it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abbychase</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 14:48:50</strong>
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				Izzy wasn't listening. Oh sure, her twitching ears caught the words Felicia was saying; something about unpacking, relaxing, whatever. It didn't matter. What could possibly be more relaxing, after so much time apart, than sex? By this point she was no longer nestled against Felicia's side. She had, in fact, moved so that she was straddling the other woman's lap, with one knee to each side of Felicia's body. Though petite in her own right, Felicia was enough taller than Izzy so that the cat girl could rest comfortably on top without fear of doing any harm.<br><br>While this was going on, Izzy noted Felicia had kissed her back. That was permission. That meant it was okay for Izzy to slip her hands under Felicia's shirt, and gently stroke her stomach and sides en route to capturing her bra-encased breasts. Stupid bra. Izzy, still mid kiss, released a frustrated whimper upon discovering an additional layer of fabric between her hands and Felicia's large, firm breasts. To solve the problem she nicked the small bit of fabric between each cup ever so lightly with one of her claws, popping open the garment as if it had been a front-clasping bra. Felicia had scolded her in the past about doing exactly that, but Izzy reasoned they'd been apart for so long it would be okay.<br><br>At any rate, with her breasts relatively exposed, Izzy got down to serious business. She swallowed whatever Felicia tried to say next with a deep, tongue-thrusting kiss. She pressed her body down against Felicia's, pinning the woman to their couch. Under her hands she could feel rock-hard nipples and goose-bumps springing up all along Felicia's torso. Izzy even let her tail get into the act, tracing patterns along Felicia's inner thigh through the fabric of her pants. There was also the not-so-small matter of her own arousal. Izzy's member had begun to harden from almost the moment Felicia walked in. By now it was an ominous lump trapped inside her own pants, most of the way to her knee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>22-04-2012, 02:02:08</strong>
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				Felicia couldn't help but slowly begin to give into Izzy's rather aggressive advances, the smaller cat girl being quite fiery in her approach, straddling Felicia's lap easily because of their size difference, without hurting Felicia at all. This also had the secondary result of pinning Felicia down, much to her dismay, but Izzy's touches and kisses were slowly heating her up, as she could feel her delicate sex heat up between her legs from so much stimulation, as well as feeling her nipples slowly harden and rub against the fabric of her bra, making the girl let out a soft sigh. "Izzy, we really should stop..." Felicia objected, though her objections were faint and most likely fell on deaf ears.<br><br>She had kissed her back in return, indeed she had, and she knew that Izzy took that as a sign of acceptance, as her nimble hands slipped under Felicia's short and stroked her stomach and sides, moving up to her bra as they kissed. She heard Izzy's frustrated sigh, something she normally did when discovering Felicia was wearing a bra, which was practically every day. It was when Izzy popped her bra open under her shirt with her claw that Felicia tried to push the cat girl away, preparing to scold her severely for doing something she had told Izzy repeatedly to not do. "Izzy! What the F-"<br><br>Felicia's lips were covered, cutting her curse short as Izzy's tongue forced it's way into her mouth and began to play with her own. The rough yet soft texture of Izzy's tongue was lovely, and Felicia found herself momentarily stunned, before settling down, deciding to scold Izzy later, feeling Izzy's body press against her own, pinning her even more. She could feel Izzy's hands on her breasts, her palms rubbing against her rock hard nipples, and also felt Izzy's tail tracing patterns on her inner thigh, as her sex began to get wet in anticipation..no matter how much Felicia objected, Izzy would always win with her body. Felicia could also feel the growing lump of excitement between Izzy's own legs, which pressed into her. Her eye moved down to look at it, bulging in Izzy's pants, most of the way to her knee, a large cock that was ready for love...Felicia closed her eyes and mentally sighed at Izzy's forcefulness, though she loved it all...her own hand gently lowered, until it rested on Izzy's cock, which Felicia knew would be a new signal to Izzy to keep going.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abbychase</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 14:59:57</strong>
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				Izzy let out a low purr when Felicia's hand made its first contact with her hardening cock. She even raised her hips a bit to allow her lover better access to stroke the bulge straining against the fabric of her pants. Now they were getting somewhere. Izzy's hands were busy by this point pulling and tugging at Felicia's nipples, fondling the other woman's breasts with complete abandon. Her lips, meanwhile, were occupied either kissing Felicia, or tracing small patterns along the other woman's face and neck. All along the way she nipped and licked and sucked the smooth skin. As a rule, Felicia did not <em>like</em> hickeys, but it was yet another of the rules Izzy tended to forget in times of passion.<br><br>Eventually Felicia's teasing of her cock was too much. Izzy raised herself until she was nearly standing on the couch, bringing the pants-straining bulge even with Felicia's face. She also brought the other woman's shirt with her, leaving Felicia's large chest uncovered save by the shredded remains of her bra. Izzy's tail was dragging back and forth between Felicia's stomach and the undersides of her breasts. It was doing what Izzy's hands could no longer do, as they were occupied steadying herself on the back of the couch.<br><br>Her needs were obvious. The purring cat-girl was rocking her hips ever so slightly, rubbing her concealed cock against Felicia's cheeks and lips. It was throbbing, painfully hard and threatening to burst out of Izzy's tight pants. Unbidden, memories of the first time they'd been together came to Izzy, particularly Felicia's anxiety about handling such a large organ. Well, that was a situation they'd certainly resolved over time. Though she still required some coaxing from time to time, the absolute last thing Felicia could claim was an inability to handle Izzy. Finally Izzy spared a hand to snap open the top of her pants, allowing them to drop, allowing her thick erection free. An audible sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as the organ made its first contact with Felicia's cheek.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 16:03:00</strong>
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				"Mmm...Izzy...." Felicia weakly protested once more, giving up on trying to push her girlfriend off, as her persistence was overwhelming, and she had already given in, her hand softly stroking Izzy's large bulge even as the girl raised up, stroking it through her pants gently as Izzy's hands tugged and pulled on her nipples, causing Felicia to give a soft moan while she was fondled. Her moans were occasionally covered up by Izzy's lips, before her lips returned to tracing patterns along her face and neck. She could feel Izzy nipping and sucking at her soft, smooth skin, and knew that she would have quite a few red places on her neck and face from Izzy's hickeys. She mentally sighed and pushed away her rant, deciding to punish Izzy later for it, though it certainly meant she wouldn't go out again today, not that Izzy would complain.<br><br>Felicia gently pushed up her glasses as Izzy moved herself, watching the cat girl raise up, first onto her knees, then slowly onto her legs on the couch, her feet planted firmly on either side of Felicia's legs, bringing her bulge up to eye level with Felicia...Izzy was certainly much smaller than her, though that was something else she loved about her. Her shirt was also brought up and quickly discarded, and Felicia looked down at the remains of her bra and sighed, discarding it to the side quickly, knowing that she had to go through at least five a week with Izzy around. Felicia readjusted her glasses as she felt Izzy's tail running along her stomach and the underside of her breasts, tickling her with her fur and sending a soft pulse of pleasure through her body.<br><br>Felicia focused back to what was before her, Izzy's large member, still covered by her pants. Felicia's tongue softly came out and she hesitated for a moment, before her hands gripped Izzy's ass, pulling the girl as she was precariously balanced on the couch closer, knowing Izzy had little chance of falling, thanks to being part cat. Izzy's member was pointed down because of her standing and the way her pants covered it, and Felicia knew that it had to be painful...still, she let her tongue lick over Izzy's pants-covered member, sliding her tongue along the length, from the very tip to the base, leaving a lovely little trail of saliva on Izzy's pants...it was a massive organ, to be sure, and Felicia had been shocked the first time they had made love together, not sure if she could handle such a thing....but she soon learned and now had more confidence with herself. <br><br>Smiling, she licked Izzy's pants once more, getting a little impatient herself. It was when Izzy undid her pants with her spare hand and let them fall that Felicia saw that she wasn't wearing panties. Felicia giggled a little as Izzy's member touched against her cheek, hard as a rock and ready for attention. She quickly removed her glasses and placed them to the side as her hand gripped her lover's member, and she gave the head a teasing lick before looking up at Izzy as she bent over her, still keeping balanced on the couch cushions. "Mmm...Izzy..you aren't wearing panties, so I have to think that you planned for this to happen...just like always..." She said with a smirk. Turning her attention back to Izzy's cock, Felicia's tongue came out again and lapped at the hard object in her hands, her saliva acting as a substitute lubricant as she began to stroke Izzy's hard cock, pulling her hips closer once more so that Felicia's mouth could engulf the large member, though she only took the head a little of the shaft inside, her hand stroking the rest as her tongue swirled around the head...still, she had grown so used to Izzy's massive cock that her gag reflex was practically gone, and the taller girl could nearly fit the entire thing down her throat if she tried, something she was sure Izzy had intended judging from how easily she could thrust her hips in this position. Felicia concentrated on pleasuring Izzy more and more, both from her own desire, and from wanting to get Izzy's fun over with so that she could continue her day...Felicia loved pleasure as much as anyone, but she also wanted to be practical.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Story of our lives. (Wolfy and Abby)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abbychase</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 15:09:50</strong>
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				“Mmmm....” Izzy grinned at Felicia's words, “all part of the plan...”<br><br>She could have said more, but just then Felicia's tongue began tracing along her exposed skin, bringing coherent though to a crashing halt. Izzy emitted a series of soft moans while Felicia worked. Her cock would twitch one way and then the other, chasing the feeling of Felicia's soft, wet tongue or firm hands. The girl certainly knew her way around a cock, Izzy mused, not that she hadn't had the practice necessary for expertise. Still, the enthusiasm with which her girlfriend always seemed to approach oral sex was always a pleasant surprise. When light licking/stroking gave way tot he feeling of Felicia's lips around the head of her prick, Izzy released a distinctly animalistic growl.<br><br>The cat girl was aggressive to start with, obviously. Though not entirely ruled by her libido, Izzy certainly gave it right of first refusal. It was in her nature to embrace life, pleasure and all of the wonderful feelings that went along with sex. This nature only intensified once she began to lose herself in said moments. Without fully realizing it, she began working her hips forward from almost the moment Felicia's lips opened. She was hunched over Felicia's face, one hand on the back of the couch, the other stroking Felicia's hair lightly. All the while she'd moan or purr, working her hips forward. In the back of her mind she knew Felicia could take it, had done so before on many occasions. She'd also asked for a bit more restraint from time to time. It was confusing, Izzy tried her best to accommodate, but when the level of excitement got high enough she tended to forget.<br><br>This was one of those times. Izzy's first indication something had happened was the feeling of Felicia's breath much closer to her hips than it had been at the start. Looking down, the cat girl was startled to realize her hips had forced nearly three quarters of the massive cock down her girlfriend's throat. She could see Felicia's cheeks bulging, and feel her throat constricting wonderfully around the hyper-sensitive head of her prick. By now, Izzy knew, she'd be releasing precum at an alarming rate, practically coating the back of her friend's throat. Thankfully, Izzy could also see how hard Felicia's nipples were, meaning her friend was <em>clearly</em> totally fine with everything that was going on. Resolving to do more later, Izzy spared one hand to reach down and fondle the full globes on Felicia's chest.
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