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Subject: {ASSM} My Kitten Laps Up Her Cream (Jeff Zephyr) (MF?-oral) 
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Usual disclaimer:  This story involves sexual subject matter.  If you aren't 
old enough to read this, go home!

Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2000.  Please don't 
distribute in an altered form, or with any charges for acquisition.




My Kitten Laps Up Her Cream (MF?-oral)

I was sleeping soundly, nude as usual under my sheet, when I felt the claws 
of my little kitten on my feet, tickling me.  Her tongue scratches my big 
toe, then she bites it, gently.  I move my foot to avoid her attentions, 
rolling onto my back.  She takes this as an invitation to slip under the 
sheet, and I feel her fur brush my leg as she made her way up my thigh, 
claws tickling me as she went, pressing against me to feel my skin, perhaps 
just to let me know she's there.  She stops, and lays her head down between 
my legs, purring.  I reach down under the covers to pet her head, brushing 
my semi-erect cock on the way.  I am still quite sleepy, and as she seems 
content to fall asleep in the warmth under the sheets, I let her lie there.

But she is hungry.  Not quite weaned from her mother, perhaps, or just 
wanting the comfort of suckling, she starts to lick my scrotum.  I was 
almost asleep, feeling this as a vaguely pleasurable sensation, when her 
licking turns to suckling, catching a fold of my skin between her teeth 
while her tongue rasps at it.

I become quite awake at this sudden attack.  She pushes her claws down on 
each side of my scrotum, kneading the skin with pressure from the pads of 
her paws.  I move my hand down to her, to try to discourage this action, but 
when her grip tightens on my sack, and her paw moves up to catch the base of 
my shaft, I stop.  It isn't very painful, the tight pressure of her teeth 
and claws, but it is clear that I am not going to get her to let go of her 
meal without risking her drawing blood.

I move my hand to the tip of my cock, grasping it to protect the sensitive 
head, should she turn her attentions there.  She is making a mewling sound, 
as kittens sometimes make when they are hungry.  Not the meow which says 
"hello, pet me," but the more desperate cry for mother, and her nutritious 
milk.  Could my kitten, having seen my cock spurt white semen, actually want 
some of my cream?

Her toothy suckling, catching my skin in her teeth, licking it, then 
releasing it and moving on, is painfully intense.  But despite how good it 
feels, it is too much for me to take if she keep it up.  My hand squeezes 
the crown of my cock, almost on its own, in reaction to this pleasure, in an 
attempt to compensate for the pressure above my sensitive balls.

My kitten seems to notice my action, and her attention rises upward.  Her 
claws catch at the shaft, as she pulls it toward her.  She mewls again, 
before sinking her teeth into my shaft.  One paw is grasping the side of my 
scrotum, claws touching, and despite the fear that she may draw blood, I 
resist attempting to move.  Her tongue follows, lapping at the skin around 
the base of the shaft, and across the places which throb from the pressure 
of her teeth.  She shifts between sharp, toothy nibbles, not enough to hurt, 
but still threatening, and suckling licks.

Moving up the shaft, she tries to push her way past my hand.  The thought of 
her teething on the sensitive ring, perhaps even suckling on the hole at the 
tip, is frightening.  If my cock were soft, perhaps I could endure the 
sensation.  In its hardness, her teeth, even used gently, may be painful.

She is insistent.  Purring she is, apparently very happy to have found the 
source of my cream.  She nips at my fingers, while her claws dig into my 
balls.  She licks between my fingers, trying to force her way past them to 
the source of her desire.  Her other paw catches the base of my shaft, and I 
try to protect the sensitive skin below it instinctively.  That means moving 
my free hand away from the tip of my cock.  I realize my mistake, too late, 
as her teeth nibble around the tip, while her tongue laps at it, finally 
settling at the top.  Suckling, holding a grip on the target while moving 
her tongue rapidly across the hole, she tries to bring forth the cream she 
desperately wants.

I desperately want to grant her desire.  The sensation of her teeth, breath, 
and tongue around this most sensitive part is pleasurable, but it is not 
enough to bring satisfaction.  Her claws scratch against the skin below, 
adding even stronger sensations.  My arousal is beginning to produce 
results, as some fluid streams from my shaft, quickly lapped up by my 
kitten.

I speak for the first time, encouraging her "Eat as much as you want.  I 
know you're hungry."

She isn't able to answer in words, but her purring gets louder.  She changes 
from her constant suckling to licking, as though she is trying to clean and 
groom me.  She licks the sides of my shaft, all around it.  She cleans the 
hair which grows above my organ, then licks down the sides, in the crack 
between my scrotum and leg.  From time to time, her teeth scratch and catch, 
and she bites the side of my sack, then suckles it, as though it might 
produce the results she desires.

I'm tempted to accelerate the process she desires.  Perhaps, once fed, she 
will cease her incessant suckling, letting my excited organs relax.  But 
when I try to move my hand back near my shaft, she puts her paw on it, 
catching it with her claws, right near the tip.  I drop my hand down, and 
let her continue her exploratory licking, suckling, and nibbling along the 
bottom of my sensitive sack.

She spends what seems like an eternity simply suckling on the loose skin 
around my balls.  I can feel pressure build up within me, as I am unable to 
release the fluids which push to escape.  She doesn't relent, no break in 
her assault on this sensitive place.  Nor does she give me the opportunity 
to reduce tension there, by letting me have access to my shaft.  A few quick 
strokes, not much at all, would provide release.  But she is just a kitten, 
and does not seem to know exactly what is needed to get her prize.

Her paws against my shaft to provide some pleasure, though the claws make it 
hard to do much with it.  I tense my muscles, making my shaft move upward, 
then release.  This helps, though the sensations are still intense beyond 
belief.

My balls tighten, leaving less loose skin for her to suckle.  She persists 
despite this for a few minutes, her teeth and tongue becoming painful.  But 
the promise of eventual release from this exquisite ordeal, and giving my 
kitten the cream she wants, makes me let her continue.

I can feel fluid leaking from my cock, making the tip wet.  She seems to 
notice this, smelling it I imagine, and changes the target for her teeth and 
tongue.  She nibbles and bites her way up my shaft, stopping to lap and 
suckle the fluids around the tip.  She puts her paws down on the base, just 
barely catching my balls, and begins pressing her claws in and out, putting 
more pressure on me to release to escape the intensity of this onslaught.

Her face and body rub against my shaft, providing the extra friction needed 
to assist my release.  She suckles on the sensitive skin on the underside of 
the tip, while the pressure builds.  If she could, I am sure she would have 
tried to swallow the whole thing, but a poor kitten's mouth just isn't able 
to do that.

Finally, a glorious release, as cream spurts from the tip.  She quickly 
moves to lap it up, running it into her mouth with her tongue, no longer 
suckling.  She persists in licking me clean, past the point where my orgasm 
makes such attentions supremely pleasurable.  Fortunately for my overworked 
sexual organs, she moves to lap up the spills which have fallen on the hair 
above, on my navel, and arms.

She finally seems satiated, and moves up to put her head near my face.  She 
licks my neck, nibbles my lips, even pushes her tongue into my mouth.  I let 
her do this, happy to have made my kitten happy.

I can do little else, as the intense orgasm has left me drained.  I fall 
asleep, holding her against me with my arm.

{story break time}



















{Is that far enough?}

Who is my kitten?  Is she a real, four footed, furry creature with a tail?  
Or a woman, with long furry hair on her head and between her legs?  Does it 
matter?









For the rest of the story, it does.  If your fantasies would prefer a furry 
animal instead of a woman, you can skip this part.  Or imagine that it is 
entirely different "kitten," which has come in during the night, displacing 
the first one.  A man can have more than one, you know ;-)



In the morning, I awake first.  My kitten is snuggled next to me as we lay 
together.  While I am sure she enjoyed the cream I gave her last night, I 
cannot be sure that the pleasure she received equaled mine.  While I am but 
human, I do have certain talents which I think she will enjoy.

I slowly draw the sheet down, and enjoy the view of her beautiful body.  
Such a sweet kitten she makes.  She even has whisker makeup on her face, on 
her cheeks and forehead.  But her breasts are larger than any cat's, with 
beautiful nipples meant for a human mouth.  I proceed to test them out, 
licking them softly, just enough to make each nipple hard, before moving 
onto my main task.

With her legs crossed as she lies on her side, I do not have the same easy 
access to her pleasure zone that she had on mine last night.  I could wake 
her, but that would spoil the surprise.  I move my hand behind her knees, 
and softly scratch there, slowly, waiting.  She moves, stretching her legs, 
and I push against her to hold her leg out.  She rolls on her back, as I 
hoped, giving me a wonderful view for the feast this morning.

I debate between a softer human approach, and the rough attack my kitten 
used on me.  Even as I move in close, breathing her scent, and putting my 
fingers on the lips around her vagina, I still haven't decided which 
approach is best.

I flick my tongue gently at the bottom of her shaft, just barely entering 
the opening.  I move it quickly up and down, as I slide upward, catching her 
inner labia, and finally her clitoris.  I slow my tongue, taking the time to 
taste her, and then, I look to see if she has noticed my actions.

Her eyes are still closed, but her breathing is faster.  I start sucking at 
her pussy, pulling her lips into my mouth, then catching her clitoris, and 
pressing it against my teeth.  She meows, a sharp "meep," letting me know 
that this has her attention.

I could let go now, and give her a chance to relax.  But after last night's 
torturous sensual ordeal, I can't resist giving her a taste of it.  I start 
suckling on her clit, biting hard enough to make it painful to move away, 
while pushing two, then three fingers, up into her vagina, trying to give 
attention to her clit from both sides.

She screams "Meooow!" I know that this is more than she can take, but 
persist for perhaps another minute with the rough treatment on her clit, 
before releasing it.  I breathe softly against her, using my fingers to 
stimulate her from within.  I lay my other hand above her mound, stroking it 
gently.  I do this for a couple of minutes, using my fingers and breath to 
excite her.

Her breathing gets faster and stronger.  I begin to use my tongue again, 
tasting the juices leaking from within, and helping move them up her slit.  
I flick her clit, finally, and am rewarded with a squirt of her own cream, 
as she pushes up against my hand, again and again.  I take the time to lap 
her cream up, licking everywhere it has spread, slowly cleaning her hole, 
moving ever more slowly as she relaxes.

She speaks to me, for the first time since this adventure began, saying, "I 
love being a cat in the morning!"


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