The Will of Kat - Sex Stories

The Will of Kat

... been planted firmly in his balls. My eyes tracking the boot as it kicked high and caught the jaw of number four, before busting another set of balls.

Five down.

I looked into the pretty blue and deadly serious eyes of the woman, about my height, but slender, who had just taken out five large guys like some sort of Marvel heroine.

Then I noticed her expression which was saying, 'why are you just standing there you useless prick?' in one glance, and which I totally deserved.

Especially as she had the remaining two men approaching her from both sides, and had lost the element of surprise.

"Hey, tosser!" I yelled in my best 'London' which confused number six enough, I planted my fist firmly in his face. (Which was squishy and totally gross.)

My rescuer let out some sort of primal yowl and then bent double laughing when number seven squealed and legged it.

Or tried to.

She gave me a quick smirk, lazily retrieved her dildo (which was roughly the size of my ARM!) and threw it at the back of his head.

Dong!

Seven down.

Then she brushed her hands together and turned to me.

"I'm gay, but can we get married anyway, because you are awesome?"

She wasn't impressed. "That's revolting."

"Sorry, I'm a little overwhelmed right now."

She rolled her eyes and jerked her head to indicate direction and led me through a passage way and into a larger street with traffic, and brilliantly, my hotel.

"Don't you want your giant dildo?" I asked ...

... cheekily.

"Not knowing where it's been, no," she answered. "Will you be okay now?"

I nodded and held out my hand. "I will, and I'm Will. My name, Will. I owe you."

"I don't like to be touched," she said. "And it's fine. Kinda fun actually. I'm not a huge fan."

"Of?" I asked, confused.

"Men." She deadpanned.

I put my hands respectfully in my pockets and smiled. "Well, I appreciate the assist. And that's actually my hotel, so I'll head in. If you're alright?"

"I'm fine."

Well, goodnight then. Thank you."

I was ready to jay-walk (well, run) across the street before she called.

"It's Kat. And you're welcome."

-X

Hey, Kerry here. And may I just say, while I have your attention, that my hair is much more luxurious, shiny and thick than Will's. Also, for the record, dark gold is much more interesting than what is basically brown.

(You usually say mahogany - Will.)

It's brown.

(The same as you say watching me cum is more beautiful than standing on the cliffs watching the sunset at Moher -- Will).

Never have I said anything so sappy. And my sub is going to stop talking now!

(-_-)

Thank you.

So, Will was nervous about this competition.

Even more so when he realized exactly who his competition was. Two tough cookies, that was for sure, but I liked them.

Mary's a good friend of mine, so I would have assumed her friends were nice. But I really liked the zero bullshit aura of The Black Queen and Kat.

I also enjoyed the freedom of being ...