Naughty Kitten Novels & Stories

My cock hardened beneath my trousers, and right now I couldn’t fucking tell if this was the reason or if there was just another. I walked over to the door, pushed it open, and there she was, my kitten. Her legs were widely spread, and her tiny little fingers were rolling in and out of her pussy, pulling out juice and cumming like a fucking bad girl. I was going to punish her. Since she wanted to be a bad girl, then I was going to show her the consequences of it.

Gentler than they needed to be. The hum of the dryer shut off. Silence. His fingers smoothed the last damp strands back from her forehead, tucking them behind her ear. She didn't open her eyes. She just tilted her head and pressed her warm, dry hair into the curve of his neck, nuzzling into his collar. "You're doing that on purpose," he said. "Mm." She rubbed her hair against his jawline. "Your fault. You made it smell good." "You're more trouble than a cat, kitten." he said. His voice was dry, but his hand came up to cup the back of her head, holding her there for just a moment longer. "A cat would at least clean itself."

At some point, I’d found myself a seat far away enough to dwell in my anger, while not interrupting them. Damien tilts his head toward the balding guy. “Maxwell, was it? One more thing.” “Y-Yes, sir. Anything.” “I’m looking for my kitten,” he says. I blink. Of all the unhinged things— “She ran away this morning.” He leans back like the room belongs to him—like it always has—and lets his eyes drag over me in a way that sends heat skittering down my spine. “She’s about this tall.” His hand lifts, stopping exactly at my height. Of course it does. “Brown fur. Hazel eyes. Very pretty little thing.” His mouth curves. “Sharp mouth. Bad attitude. Thinks she’s smarter than everyone in the room.”

I can only smile, thinking how she’s so excited to see me. “Hi, baby! Who are you going to check on here? I should thank that person. You haven't come to see us in months!” My mother spoke up, half-scolding me. I didn’t say anything about someone; how come she thinks it’s a person? “Uh… it’s a kitten, mom. A very naughty kitten,” I grinned, almost snorting at my own metaphor. “A kitten? Why do you need a cat? Are you looking for a Thai cat?” Hearing my mother's naivety made me bust out laughing.

Lilian pointed at the crying kitten in the little girl's hand. "No you just want the kitten for yourself" Briana accused Lilian. "Don't worry I don't want the kitten I am just telling you to put it down or else it will die" she explained exasperated. "No your lying" Briana pulled the kitten towards her. The kitten was squish, the baby kitten in a panic tried to get free, in the process of scratching Briana. The little girl shouted as she let go of the kitten. The kitten immediately runs away.

“I know. That’s weird.” I watched as he slowly squatted next to the fence, staring at the kitten, who stiffened when he moved, but still didn’t run. There was something adorable about watching this huge guy try to make himself small as he stared down a kitten. But the kitten examined him, and slowly relaxed. Most of its fur was gray, but it had little white paws, and a spot of white on its chest and nose as well. Frowning, Rig reached slowly over the crate to offer his fingers to the little thing, whose nose wrinkled when it scented him, but then it meowed and rubbed on his fingers.

The stray cat I adopted had recently started looking at my boyfriend, Logan Bennett, and his female best friend, Chloe Dawson, like they were complete idiots. Then one day, Chloe climbed into the passenger seat of Logan’s car again and shot me a provocative smile. A fierce little voice suddenly rang out in my head: “Human, that woman is calling you an idiot in her head! She’s also planning to get your man drunk tonight! Hurry up and slap her! If you do, I’ll make sure you find money on the street when you leave!” I froze and stared down at Mochi in my arms. So my cat could not only talk, but also read minds and predict the future? Fine. From today on, Mochi and I would make these two s

A fresh smirk touched my lips as I pushed it open and stepped inside. And then, my breath hitched. My cock gave an involuntary lurch, a sharp, almost painful throb. My beautiful kitten was stark naked. The room was mostly shrouded in darkness, but the moonlight, slivering through the window, cast enough of an ethereal glow for me to see her with agonizing clarity. She yelped, a startled, surprised sound, and spun around, evidently mistaking me for one of the nuns. "Oh, I'm changing, Sister!" she exclaimed, a flush rising on her skin. As she turned, she clutched a towel against her chest, a futile attempt to conceal herself. If anything, it only amplified her allure. It barely covered the upp

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?.

When Sugar hears about the kitten her two big eyes which are like black grapes, light up immediately and she asked, "Daddy! Where is it? Where is it? I loved the kitten very much. I want to play with her." How could she understand anything? She felt that it was a kitten. Nityam heard her words and laughed, "Now it was still a wild cat." "Then let's take it home and raise it, okay?" "Okay." "When?" "We have to wait for a while." "Why wait?" Nityam thought for a while and said, "It's like that, she was still a wild cat. Dad first needs to train her well. After dad can tame her and once she becomes docile, we will take her home and raise her."