Meowstic Novels & Stories

He wasn't sure what kind…so he just picked several different kinds. When he got home he picked Maggie up in his big hands and held her up, staring into her kitty face. "Guess what? I made a new friend." She purred and batted her kitty eyes and he gave her ears a brief stroke before letting her down. He flipped on the CD player and slipped in the Dark Side of the Moon CD while he went about his nightly chores.

Austin, a nimble little Scotch Terrier, hearing his favorite word, jumped out of bed and swirled around the room. Louis twisted his soul, saying that the mood was lousy. It wasn't lousy... It was as if boiling water was spilled in the solar plexus. And nothing in the whole world other than that pulsating burning sensation inside and what caused it is anymore exciting. Tom was partly right... drug - you can call it that. The strongest ever. And completely free.

Right as I was going to ask him what the reason for doing that was, my words were replaced with a gasp as well as loud moans. He entered two of his fingers into and started to rub my clit in a circular motion, with his thumb. Feeling my juices seep everywhere, Alex continued pumping his fingers in and out of me, burying them deep inside whilst stretching me out. "You really are a dirty little slut, aren't you, mon chaton?" He asked, a small chuckle escaping his mouth. [my kitten] I let out a loud moan as his words brought me dangerously close to an orgasm. No man had ever had the guts to call me by those kinds of names as they were too scared of treating me with such disrespect, even though

Leo, in Primark hoodie, kneeling, ear on her flat stomach, whispered: "Baby sesame, it's Dada, Primark Dada, please kick soon so Grandpa Chairman doesn't faint but smiles." Biscuit cat, in tiny strawberry pajamas size cat, sneezed from hospital flowers.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

All the confusion I feel right now and everything else that I can't exactly explain. She smiles wickedly, hinting with a smirk that she didn’t receive my warning with any negativity or vexation. I didn’t expect that from her anyway. I know this type. They are used to anything. They are ready for anything as long as there is cash. Well, I am Rayson Fucking Drew Mazur! I can buy even the most pensive whore that I damn please. She better do her part and fulfill her promise of making me forget these worries even for tonight or I will strangle her to death in the process.

Lalabas na sana siya para tumakas ng pinagsimulan na ng kanyang amo na pagsisipain ang kanyang katawan. "Meoww" mahinang boses ang lumabas sa bibig ni Miks ng sipain siya ng malakas ng matigas na paa ni Tres. "Meoww" mahinang tono ng boses na naman ang kanyang ginamit para sa pagpapatigil ng nagsimula na naman na sipain siya ng kanyang amo na para bang wala itong narinig at wala sa tama nitong wisyo.

Minus “What the fuck is this?” I growled to Clutch. Cricket stared back, clearly irritated by my reaction. “Gee, Cricket, it’s nice to see you, too. Been a long time,” she said with the kind of sarcastic smile only she could pull off without looking cold. A smile that made me want to take her into one of the back rooms and chew her clothes off. I said nothing.

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

I think they may even speak like that behind closed doors. The game works. Because there I am in front of my own door. I lean my head against the door as I turn the key in the lock. I can hear Wiley give her little chirrupy meow as she hears me. I like to think it’s because I’m home but it’s probably because I can open a can of cat food for her.