Kitties n Cream
Smoke watched Sassy's lithe little body slither to the music. That was the only word: slither. Her movements were graceful and connected, like a serpent. Her voluptuous hips and breasts almost seemed too big for her slender waists and petite stature, but she carried herself well on strong, plump legs and small, broad feet. Her brilliant white fur shimmered under the multi-colored lights. Smoke felt hypnotized by this beautiful girl dancing beside him. It wasn't just physical attraction that held Smoke's attention to Sassy.
They'd know each other for years, and had been friends for most of that time. Smoke had always felt more comfortable talking to Sassy than with his guy friends, and had more fun with her. Maybe it was because all she wanted was fun, and didn't need to reassure herself by proving she was better, stronger, faster, or any of the other things with which guys reassured themselves. A couple of years ago, however, he had found himself more interested in Sassy as a girl. She had always been the one he compared his dates to when measuring compatibility, and one day he realized that no girl could compare with Sassy. That was when he had realized he was in love with her.
He had never told her. He didn't want to scare her away, didn't want to lose her as a friend. But he couldn't settle for anything less in a relationship than the companionship he shared with Sassy. So he was doomed to admire her from afar, and probably never find anyone else. That hurt, but he had learned to adjust.
The song ended, the last song of the night. They headed for the refreshment counter and sat on a pair of stools. They were both thirsty and starving, so ordered water and snacks. As they ate, Sassy noticed the sad, sweet expression on his face as he looked back at her. She'd noticed that look during the past couple of years. She'd often asked what Smoke was thinking about, but he would never tell her. She'd eventually stopped asking, but had never stopped worrying. She figured it usually had to do with a female. Smoke was very sensitive and his heart broke easily. They began a game of batting at the light as it hit a water stain between them on the counter.
The club was getting ready to close. "Wanna go back to my place, Smoke?" Sassy asked. "We can find something to do there, even if it's just watch TV. There's supposed to be a funny video marathon tonight."
Smoke smiled. He liked the idea; watching comedy with Sassy was never boring. He loved her laugh, too, a deep belly laugh that was contagious. "Sure!"
They got into Smoke's convertible, cranked the radio, and headed for Sassy's apartment with the wind ruffling their fur and caressing their whiskers deliciously. Neither of them could sing well, but they yowled and meowed along to the music as best as they could. They laughed raucously when another convertible put their top up to escape the noise.
They finally reached Sassy's apartment. They moved on silent feet, even though Smoke pretended to resist going up the stairs, Sassy playfully tugging him along. The minute the door was safely closed, they began to strip off their clothes. Neither of them cared for clothes, and saw no need for them out of public. They were comfortable with each other this way after so many years, so saw no reason not to make themselves at home whenever they could.
Still, Sassy couldn't help but look at the gorgeous, unclothed tom standing in her living room. Smoke was, she had to admit, quite a catch. Tall and slender, but not without muscular definition, his shape was appealing and apparent even beneath his well-groomed coat of smoky-gray fur. His tail was long and not quite as fluffy as Sassy's, but close. His light blue eyes conveyed his emotions without him ever having spoken a word.
Smoke jumped up on the couch and leaned over the back, rummaging until he found the big ball of yarn Sassy kept back there. He lay on his back on the couch and began batting at it and catching it in his paws. Sassy swiped it from him and batted it across the room. He rolled off the couch and dashed off after it, Sassy right on his heels. He rolled it around behind her, and they both began chasing it.
They continued playing like kittens for a while, swiping at, pouncing on, and nipping at each other and play-fighting over the yarn ball until they were more worn out than after dancing.
Smoke lay down and rolled over on his back with his paws in the air, purring loudly. Sassy came and lay beside him, also purring. They began grooming each other and rubbing playfully, enjoying the gentle kneading from each other's warm paws that felt so much like a massage. Sassy caught a new scent from Smoke's body while she groomed him. That's not just his sweat I smell, she thought. She had never scented Smoke's love scent before, but she knew that was what it was. It wafted around her and was unexpectedly pleasant. She found herself feeling warm inside. She shook herself. He was probably thinking of some female he'd met while prowling and was in love with.
"Hey, it's about time for the funny video marathon," Sassy said. "I've got angel food cake, soda, and whipped cream in the fridge. We can stuff and laugh ourselves silly all night."
Smoke jumped up and made for the fridge. Sassy went into her bedroom and turned on the TV. This was the most comfortable place to watch TV, and one of them usually fell asleep whenever they did this, anyway. Smoke came in with silverware, sodas, and the food. They stretched on Sassy's soft, dark green cotton sheets that felt like old t-shirts. She loved the way those sheets felt, and they washed well, too. They each took a piece of the cake and squirted whipped cream on top. They finished the entire cake within the first hour and a half of the show. With his belly full and sugar rushing through his blood, Smoke began feeling mischievous.
He tapped her shoulder to get her attention. Just as Sassy started to ask, "What," Smoke squirted a stream of the whipped cream in Sassy's mouth, holding the nozzle down too long and filling her mouth beyond capacity. She managed to choke it all down, then, laughing, pounced on Smoke and filled his mouth the same way. When Smoke had managed to clear his mouth, he pounced on Sassy and squirted a peak of whipped cream onto both of Sassy's nipples.
Sassy meowed piteously. "It's cold!" she squealed. Smoke said, "I'll warm them for you," and bent his head to lick the whipped cream from Sassy's little pink nipples. It was a new experience for both of them. Sassy began purring and grew warm inside again, enjoying the feeling of Smoke's rough tongue lapping around the sensitive peaks of her breasts. Smoke licked them clean, driven by Sassy's purring. He liked knowing that he was pleasing her, and the taste of her skin was even better than the cream. He found himself wanting to do more for her, to taste more of her.
He sat up and placed himself between Sassy's plump, soft little thighs. He nuzzled the thick patch of soft fur around her slit, drinking in her intoxicating, feminine sex scent. He vigorously shook the can of whipped cream, then squirted a line of it just inside Sassy's nether lips. She started and meowed and tried to jump up, but Smoke held her luscious, heavy hips and began licking the whipped cream away, exposing bit by bit the sweetly pink flesh beneath.
Sassy went limp and began purring again, a low, rich sound Smoke had begun to cherish. Sassy had begun kneading the sheets with her paws, resisting the urge to push Smoke's head closer, when he pushed his rough, wonderful tongue deeper into her slit and began teasing her clitoris.
The intense pleasure zinged through her body, warming her down to her toes and making her feel wonderfully light-headed. The core of her slit became very warm and wet, a little of the moisture seeping out. A dull, throbbing ache started deep inside Sassy's core. The soft walls inside began contracting rapidly, longing for something to grasp. Her entire sex swelled with need and desire. Sassy moaned aloud, lifting her hips to facilitate the caresses of Smoke's tongue, the gasped aloud when it dawned on her what was taking place.
"Smoke, stop!"
He did instantly, wide-eyed and looking horrified. "Did I hurt you?" he asked, genuinely upset. "I know I'm not that experienced, but if you can tell me...oh, god, I should have asked first if you wanted-"
"You're...eating me out."
"Yeah..." he hung his head. "I'm sorry, I know I should have asked first, but I just got caught up in the moment-"
"Why are you doing this in the first place?"
Smoke looked at Sassy a moment, thinking of how to answer. Sassy hadn't sounded angry, just shocked. He knew she had been enjoying it, and wanted to give her that pleasure. He wanted to give her an orgasm, if she'd allow it. Smoke decided to tell Sassy the truth.
"Oh, Sassy, I've felt this for two years, and I can't hide it anymore. Whenever I'm out with another girl, all I can think of is how it's not as great as hanging out with you. I don't think I'll ever find happiness with anyone but you. Sassy...I love you." Smoke held his breath, waiting for her response.
Sassy stared at Smoke for a few moments that felt like hours. Finally, teary-eyed, she pounced on him gently and put her arms around his neck. "I love you too, Smoke!"
The two began rubbing and grooming each other, Smoke cleaning the last of the whipped cream from Sassy's nether lips. They eventually just held each other, purring contentedly. But the ache deep inside Sassy's slit had not abated, and her love scent told Smoke's nose so. He looked at her, willing to follow her lead.
Sassy lay back and parted her legs. Her scent and invitation excited and aroused him. He blushed through his fur as his furless member lengthened and hardened and stood up to wave at her. She suppressed a giggle, then took his hand and guided him between her legs. He put his paw behind her head and lifted her up to tenderly kiss her as he gently pressed the tip of his member inside her slit. He felt her begin to purr. The vibrations tickled his member, making him giggle.
He slowly pressed deeper into her, moaning at the pleasure her rapidly contracting core muscles bringing him intense pleasure that he'd never felt before, her purring sending a wonderful vibrating through his groin and body, making him pant and his heart race, sending blood and heat back to his groin, engorging his member to its full size.
Sassy gasped as Smoke pressed his entire length into her, reaching that ache inside her that demanded relief. It was a start, but that ache had begun anticipating more, and wouldn't dissipate until it got everything it had been promised. Sassy began to pant as Smoke's member filled her core, stretching her and pressing against her core walls. It wasn't painful the way she had always heard, not even when the membrane at her entrance broke.
Smoke's entire body went rigid, but he didn't pull out of her, afraid it would hurt her. He looked at her, shocked.
"Oh, my...you're a...you've never..."
"Never."
Smoke relaxed when Sassy told him he hadn't hurt her, then buried his face between Sassy's breasts, kissing and nuzzling them, his whiskers tickling her and making her laugh and squirm.
"I'll...I'll make this as good as I can, Sassy. I can't believe..." His face broke into a tender smile as he bent to kiss her again.
Sassy lifted her hips, the ache insistent. "Smoke, please..."
He began a slow rhythm of lovemaking, the combined pleasure of her rapidly contracting core and her purring making self-control extremely difficult. Their scents became strong and mingled in the air, intoxicating and driving. Sassy's slit became so wet and slippery that only her pelvic muscles kept Smoke from sliding out of her. Their pleasures began to build, a tingle starting in both of their groins. Smoke refused to go faster, to lose control, until Sassy did, counter-thrusting, sliding onto him, mad with raw need. Then he let himself go, though still gentle, head spinning. Never had he guessed that tonight...
Sassy began squirming as Smoke increased their speed and roughness, heightening the sensations zipping through her. It was what she needed, what her body had craved for years, though she hadn't realized it until tonight. She felt the acute pleasure-pain of the climax beginning in her core, demanding to be released, so close to being relieved...
Smoke felt Sassy's slit twitch hard and heard her moan his name as she came, her juices flowing hot and freely around him. The sound of his name moaned like that, by Sassy, finished him.
"Sassy..." he breathed her name as he came hard, his fluid flowing out of him into her, mixing with hers and dripping down both their sexes and thighs. Smoke leaned down and licked her sex and thighs clean, then twisted to lick his own while Sassy lay back, purring with her eyes half closed and paws up, alternately kneading the air, as she basked in the afterglow, mewing softly, like a kitten.
He shivered at her soft little mews. It felt good to know that she had enjoyed her first time, that he had given her something she had enjoyed. He crawled up beside her in the bed, taking her in his arms. They breathed the scent of their lovemaking, a sweet, musky scent.
"Good night, my big, wonderful tom," Sassy whispered, drifting into a comfortable, warm sleep, the ache within gone and no regrets in its place.
"Good night, my dreamy, creamy queen," he whispered back, happy now to have his lover.