CATS - Sex Stories

CATS

... large 'clop' sound of flesh clapping. They both wrestled this way for a while before Misha wrapped her leg around Elise's calf, and tripped her. She kicked her in the stomach with her powerful legs, and Elise felt the wind knocked out of her. Elise quickly grabbed her legs when Misha tried to kick her a second time, but Misha jumped and slammed Elise, Misha's breasts flattening Elise's.

Elise lay gasping. Misha was very confident of her winning the fight. She stood up, and facing the spotlight, she saw the crowd cheering for her. The light sort of blinded her, but along with the crowd's cheers of enthusiasm, she felt warmth fill up her body. She had goosebumps from the sudden warmth, and rubbed her arms with her hand. Her neck felt cool, with sweat drizzling down it, and she swept her gorgeous dark black lustrous hair out of her face. She was basking in the warmth and glory, when suddenly she felt a cold clammy hand anchor her womanhood. She felt a sharp sting in her pussy, and found that as she was distracted, Elise had managed to grab ahold of her cooch. She wasn't done yet. "Ow", winced Misha as Elise clawed the outer surface of her vagina. She then inserted her sharp nailed fingers inside, and pinched her inner labial folds. The pinching increased in intensity, as Misha stood helplessly, her pussy in her foes' claws. Misha couldn't take it and fell to the floor, moaning slightly, caressing her pussy. Elise smirked. She got up and splayed Misha's hands apart, Misha ...

... unaware of what was going on. Elise then bent over and gently kissed Misha's surprisingly pink cooch. Misha suddenly aware of the horror about to unfold, tried to buck herself out, but it was pointless. Elise had fastened her hands around Misha's ample ass and held them in place, as she began licking her pussy. Misha only felt her fingers quivering. It wasn't so bad. Then Elise made the descent. Her tongue inserted into her hole, the quiver was transported from Misha's hands to her lips. She wanted to express the immense pleasure she felt to lighten the load of excitability she was feeling. She desperately tried to say something, but it only came out as unintelligible noises, like a squirrel whimpering. Misha wanted to say 'stop' or something atleast to break the intense silence and pleasure. But what would she say. She wanted it to stop, but at the same time didn't want it to stop. Her mind was a mess, and Elise made sure to make her pussy a mess as well. She then used her hands and gently pried apart Misha's labia to reach the doorway of carnal pleasure, and did so with the gentleness of a woman peeling a banana but slowly, not in a hurry, but in a hurry to devour it, with love. She then started eating her pussy out. Misha was quivering and was a mess, but she felt something strange rushing through her lower body. It felt unstoppable, but she instinctively wanted to control it, but also felt releasing it would be good, but she wanted to hold it in. However that only increased ...