Johnnyian

Nasha was a good girl. Or, at least, that’s what her boyfriend thought. He knew her as the goody-two-shoes, girl next door with the innocent face. I, on the other hand, was being sent pictures like this. I quickly got to know the real her: a sexy, naughty cocktease.

This went on for months. She’d sneak onto Tumblr when she told her boyfriend she was “doing homework” and she’d come talk to me. What started as some fun conversation became more involved, more personal, and more sexual. I became a constant in her life. Someone to confide in and someone to play with. I was her “Sir” and she was my “sweetheart”. Then I noticed that Nasha had developed a habit of purring when we chatted; both online and, as I later found out, in reality. The “meow” messages she’d send me when I called her a good girl echoed the purrs that left her lips as she slid her hand into her wet pussy. I had never thought of myself as a petplay kind of person, but something about this girl ignited something within me. Within a day or two, she was no longer my “sweetheart”, she was my “kitten”. 

Then, one day, I got the message from Nasha:

“Hi Sir! Meowww. I’m ready. I want to meet you.”

I didn’t know what to say. I never expected this to happen. I asked about her boyfriend and she told me that the idea of cheating on him made it even hotter for her because he refused to embrace her sexual side. I agreed to meet her.

We met at a coffee shop near my apartment. She was amazing and, unsurprisingly, we hit it off right away. She told me she was tired of having to hide who she was. I offered her the best advice I could, which was to find what makes you happy. She bit her lip and asked if we could go back to my place.

All things considered, I should have guessed what was going to happen next. But, to be honest, she caught me off guard. I left the living room to make us some drinks and, when I returned I was completely shocked to see Nasha on all fours wearing nothing but some lingerie, a set of cat ears, and a tail. 

“Meow,” she turned and smiled at me coyly, “do you like it, Sir?”

I was speechless. I shook my head in disbelief and said to her, “no, Nasha, I love it.” 

“Not Nasha,” she corrected me, “I’m your kitten.”

She immediately crawled to me and nuzzled herself against my leg, purring the whole time. kitten ran the side of her face along the front of my pants; stopping to lick the growing bulge. She looked up at me when big, lust-filled eyes and I lowered myself down to her and kissed her passionately. I broke the kiss and stood, undoing my pants for her. She eagerly pulled them down and took my hard cock in her mouth. She sucked me with enthusiasm, only stopping to occasionally purr or lick me up and down. 

I eventually pulled her up, planted another long kiss on her before putting her back on her knees. kitten turned herself around and wiggled her cute, round ass. I dropped to my knees and buried my tongue into her soaking wet pussy. As I licked and toyed with her clit, I could hear her purring. 

“Mmmmm, meeowww. That feels so good, Sir. Please use your kitty’s pretty pussy. Prrrrr.”

I teased her hole with my cock, watching her reaction the whole time. “Have you been a good girl?” I teased her. She responded with a “meow” as she lowered her head to the floor and stuck her ass high into the air, making herself even more inviting. I slid into her waiting hole and fucked her hard, jiggling and spanking her firm butt, eliciting purrs and screams of pleasure from her. 

When she could no longer take my cock from behind, she looked back and asked, “Sir, mmmm, please cum on my face. Prrr. kitten wants some milk.”

I smiled, appreciating the idea, and moved over kitten’s face. She sucked her juices off of me before I finally cum all over her face. She purred, wiped her face with her hand, and licked up her reward. 

“Meow. Thank you, Sir. Can I have a bowl of milk now?” I looked at her, unsure if she was being serious, but she nodded to assure me. 

I filled a bowl of milk and watched as my kitten licked it up, some of my cum still on her cheek. 

😍

I love this so much. It’s so soothing and comforting. It just feels so natural and honest to want be as near to his cock as possible. It makes me heart ache thinking about it. I want to feel this. 😍

OMFG

The art of the edge left straining against the restraints and humping the air while she patiently waits just long enough to make certain his sweetly tormented cock and balls get no rest AND no relief!!!