Flirting Cat Novels & Stories

She had a cat she offered me to hold it. “Do you want to hold Flit? He’s pretty, isn’t? It’s my kitty, my friend.” “I th… think he d… didn’t li… li… like me ve… very m… much.” Pietra doesn’t know, but felines normally don’t like to get near me, I think it may be because of the wolf that lives in me. The country music concerts are fantastic, three women are chatting animatedly, some children play around them, one of the women calls out my attention.

Once I was satisfied with how wet she was, I got up and rolled besides her, then picked her up until she was straddling me. “Please…” Our hungry little kitten begged causing Tiger to smile mischievously, “Tell us what you want baby…” He purred softly kissing her sternum; I pulled her bottom lip with my thumb and rocked slightly, causing my oh-so hard cock to rub against her wet slit. She moaned aloud throwing her head back. “You… I want you, both of you inside me.” She moaned out aloud and oh kill me now. “Greedy much huh?” I teased and thrusted upwards again, the tip of my painfully hard cock dancing at her entrance.

him his eyes were filled with lust and appreciation,his mouth agape and his eyes half hooded. His hand brushing my hair, and I could barely look at him. The intensity in his eyes were breathtaking, his groans of approval were like the most beautiful music. I have never felt so empowered knowing I had this effect on him. So I turned down and took his hard shaft into my mouth as far as I could. And started with a easy slow rythm as he slightly cursed from pure bliss. My mouth couldn't take him in all the way. So I had to use my hand in the same pace. His curses became more urgent and his groans started to sound like pleading as I grabbed him to pull him closer. I could feel him starting to sh

“But I think I like your version better.” Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t argue. Yeah… I'm definitely earning ground. Ofelia’s cheeks were still tinged pink, and I could practically see her working overtime to smother whatever feelings were creeping up between us. She stood abruptly, brushing her hands down her jeans like she could smooth out her entire life with enough friction. “Okay, well—” she started, but didn’t get far. A tortoiseshell blur appeared at her feet like a summoned storm cloud. Spitfire had somehow vacated her kitten box without either of us noticing, and now she was doing what cats did best—getting underfoot with no regard for human coordination.

He should be back from his meal soon too. Upstairs Kitten appears to be sleeping but I notice as he lazily opens one eye but doesn’t stir from his fluffy bed by the sofa. “Hey lazy head.” I crouch down near him and ruffle his head. He still has that kind of downy kitten fur, and he is simply adorable.

In just a short while that he was here, Kater had already liked a few cats that he liked until their furs were drenched. He trotted around the room like an emperor visiting his concubines. From the café all the way to the outside, he would give the cats he liked two licks. Fortunately for him, the cats were rather docile, so they did not retaliate. Upon seeing that there was another person in the café today, Kater curiously walked toward him. The homeless man was stroking the cats with a gentle and affectionate look in his eyes and petted Kater's head after seeing him arriving.

My gums tingle as my canines threaten to elongate, I'm sure my eyes are a bright yellow; my beast is very close to the surface. "You're doing so well, Kitten," I growl in a voice so unlike my own; flexing my fingers in her hair, contemplating fucking her face. She keeps moaning around my cock and sucking on it like a fucking straw while her hand rubbed, twisted and pulled at my balls which are now full and driven far into my body in preparation for a mind blowing orgasm. "I'm going to fuck your face until I cum. Don't waste it, Kitten," I rasp and she immediately stops moving; her hand resting goes to join the other and she starts to finger herself.

I tried to shove him away as he was too far close for my comfort zone but he didn't even flinch. But what did I expect, he stood like a wall. "And what made you think I'll give in to you?" I ask, mostly in a whisper. He let's out a smirk and moves away. Finally. "Now I see you have a dirty mind as well, cute and sexy" he says and laughs. Huh! What does he mean?. "But that's not what I meant my little kitten" he adds. And how dare he call me little kitten. "I want you to babysit my child" he utters. His what now?.

“She’s just flirting with you. Completely shameless.” Mano’s tail is straight as she licks my palm and then proceeds to sprawl herself across my shoes.

Doctor Catrina replied while still calming herself down. "Well, what do you think? Who is it? The one with the exclusive room?" John was very curious. "Yes, who else?" Catrina replied while winking one eye flirtatiously. It seems that Doctor John is Catrina's friend and fellow doctor, and Catrina is no longer reluctant to joke with Doctor John. "You're a flirt; you're already beautiful and still flirtatious." John teased. "Haha, indeed." Catrina replied with her flirty tone and style.