“Daddy’s gonna take good care of you,” he muttered, praying he had the strength to make it true. He’d wanted to eat her out, but that would have to wait. He needed to be inside his kitten now. Needed to fuck her until he came with her tail plug in her ass. He fisted the base of his cock and pressed it to her cunt.
They groaned together as he pushed inside her. The plug pressed through the walls of Cheryl’s ass, making his eyes roll back as he sank deeper into her pussy. She was always tight enough to kill, but this was fucked.
“Tell me it’s okay, KitKat… Tell me you like it.”
Cheryl leaned forward, licking his lips.
“Good kitty,” he panted. “You take over now. Show me what you can do.”
She shifted against him, grinding slowly as they both got used to the sensation. Patrick screwed his eyes shut and thought about the weather, determined to make it last. Cheryl sped up, her tail swishing over his bare legs. He squinted up at her, and the sight of her big tits bouncing in her sheer bra almost sent him over. Fuck teasing her, fuck playing with her nipples or making her say his name. It was all he could do to tilt his hips the way she liked and not come.
“Good KitKat,” he chanted. “Good girl. Good kitty... fuck!”
Cheryl giggled, and he knew he was losing the race to see who could break who first, but fuck it. He was just a man, and his fiancée was riding his dick with a plug in her ass. Cheryl seemed to sense his inner defeat, rolling her hips faster, the bell on her collar ringing with every stroke.
“I’m so full, Daddy,” she moaned. “So full. I’m so close. I’m gonna milk your cock like a good kitty.”
As his brain short-circuited, Patrick gripped the base of her tail, tugging along with her motions. Cheryl screamed, her ass tightening around the plug as her pussy strangled his cock. “Daddy, I’m coming! Fuck me harder, Daddy! Fuck me harder!”
The soundproofing better work, Patrick thought as Cheryl finished like a fountain, wetness gushing down his shaft and splashing onto his stomach the way it sometimes did when she was getting fucked in both holes.
“Screw the noise,” he muttered, gripping her tail tight and pounding upward. He slammed into his kitten, his wife, his everything, and she broke the sound barrier as he emptied himself inside her.
They stayed locked together for a long moment before Cheryl collapsed forward onto his chest, both of them so sweaty they could have just been swimming.
Hope you’re having fun, not fucking strippers,Ant,Patrick thought dimly.I just smashed the hottest girl in the world...
Cheryl shifted against him, but with the plug deep in her ass, he knew he needed to pull out slowly, or he’d hurt her. And while his soul was barely clinging to his body, he was still fully erect.
“Give me a sec, baby,” he mumbled. “You gotta…”
Cheryl nodded and allowed him to hold her close until he was only semi-hard. About ten years later, he eased from her clinging wetness, his brain spinning like a hula-hoop.
Cheryl cupped a hand between her legs to catch everything, her brown eyes gleaming.
“Well,” she said. “Meow.”
Patrick laughed, his voice sandpaper-raspy from all the dirty talk. “Fuck my life, you’re incredible.”
“Thank you,” Cheryl said, running her tongue over her lower lip.
“I mean it. You’re a goddess. I’d say angel, but angels don’t fuck like that.”
“Thanks again. You’re no angel yourself.”
“Cheers.” He raised a weary hand to touch her kitten ears. “Where did you get this stuff from?”
“That good sex shop in Fitzroy. Passionfruit. I already had the ears and the tail, but I went back for underwear that would work. And these.” She held up her gloved hands.
“Nice.” He collapsed back onto the bed. “Jesus, when I realised the tail was in your ass…”
“You didn’t think it was too much?”
“If by ‘too much’ you mean ‘you almost killed me,’ then yeah, it was pretty close to too much. Fuck, it was sexy, though.”
Cheryl ducked her head, letting her hair swish in front of her face. “You didn’t think it was freakish?”
“Fuck no. It was fantastic. I wanna do it again. I want a leash.”
