Purring Kitty Novels & Stories

Danielle moaned at her kitten's ease of submission and willingness to accept her dominance. She gently stroked her kitten's forehead as she admired her kitten's beautiful body. Danielle felt her pussy begin to heat up and her orgasm approaching fast. Her breathing picked up and her body began to shake slightly. She then cried out in pleasure and her body went rigid, as her orgasm crashed over her. Her kitten continued to lick and suck on her pussy. She heard her quiet moans as she was apparently enjoying her mistress's flood of pussy juices. Danielle then signaled her kitten to come to her, with her signature crooked finger as she breathed out "Come up here."

My best buddie. I lowered my gaze and there he was, my smoky-gray beast, all sleek muscle and silky fur, curling possessively around my legs like he owned me. Those piercing amber-gold eyes stared up at me, unblinking, ancient, and completely untamed. He let out another long, demanding “Meaowww…” as he rubbed his massive head against my calf. I reached down and ran my fingers through his thick fur, scratching behind his ears the way he liked. He purred, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through the room.

Ankit left his friend's office. Yukio leaned his head back on the desk, brought his fingers over his lips and smiled.... Oriental Gray: I can't do it, I've been taking care of a fine breed kitten that came to my house a couple of weeks ago.... Black Cat: But if the kitty wasn't in your house would you “ "So the fine breed kitty is me, so you think I'm in your way?" Oriental Gray: It's not about the puss, I've only thought about doing it if it's a stable relationship, but for now it's not. Black Cat: What does your kitty say about all that?

She sighed, absorbing the vibrations I produced as she stood there, stunned. With Rarity still in my arms arms, I took a look to Kyle over his shoulder. He was watching us with wide eyes, looking as confused as I felt. Rarity shifted against me, and her bright blue eyes turned up, looking at me. His pupils were dilated. “How… How are you doing this?” she whispered. “How are you making that- that purring noise?” Even as she spoke, she pressed herself against me, seemingly unable to contain herself. "My vampire," I I replied gently. My purrs got louder and his eyes closed tighter. “My vampire wants to calm you down. I’ve never purred before.”

Apparently he was satisfied I was not a stranger, meowing once before turning tail and walking slowly into the kitchen. I set my purse down on the table and followed him. Another meow and Delilah, my long-haired calico, jumped onto the counter, purring and butting her head against my hand. "Okay, okay, I see you. I'm glad I'm home, too."

CHARLOTTE I watched the cat nibble on the can of tuna I’d placed on the kitchen island, its tiny pink tongue darting out to lap at the edges. Its fur was such a soft, dark fluff, and as I scratched behind its ear, it leaned into my hand, purring softly. I smiled to myself, feeling an unexpected warmth in my chest. It wasn’t every day I got to play the hero by rescuing a stray.

When Lou takes her other paw, she is already moaning with laughter: “Oh-oh-oh, please… I’m going to die… ticklish!!!” Having cheered up their girl, the guys in four hands begin to soap their beloved body. After going through hell, touching her again is like praying. She purrs with pleasure and squints like a petted cat. She has something to feel overly happy ...

Small mews from the kittens in a small enclosed sitting area reached her ears, and the smell of baked goods and tea filled her nose. A standing sign greeted her and read, “Find your seat, lift your feet, and get cozy. Our fluffy friends will find their way to you. They are well behaved and will let you enjoy your meal in peace (All cooked breakfast is chef’s choice, baked items are created fresh every morning.).” Purity giggled because at that moment, a large, short-haired tabby rubbed against her legs and meowed loudly, demanding attention. “Awe, aren’t you precious? Come here, big guy,” Purity cooed as she picked up the tabby to cuddle him.

"You'll like it" Mystique scoffed. "We'll see about that" she whispered under her breath, turning her gaze away but the other person heard her perfectly. It was quiet for a while but the meow sound was what got her attention, she immediately reeled to find the man standing before her with a sliver fur color kitten. Her eyes widened as she grinned from ear to ear, she was instantly up on her feet, taking the kitten out from his arms to her embrace. "He's so cute" Mystique purred, rubbing her cheek against the kitten's soft furs. "And soft, just like a pillow" she giggled.

He kept stroking, panting, and making my breathing heavy as well. A feral growl left his mouth, animalistic yet crazily sexy. His thin lips parted slightly and I could only imagine them wrapping around my clit and his tongue sweeping along my bud. Another risky moan escaped my lips. I trailed my fingers along my lacey pants, trickling my skin gently and painting a dirty image in my head.