Stable Employment Pt. 02 - Final - Sex Stories

Stable Employment Pt. 02 - Final

... He's never experienced something as pure and as beautiful as my best friend in the whole world.

"Will you hold me tonight?" I ask. "Just hold me? I think I have to call tomorrow. I have to just do it. I have to just go."

"I will," she says.

She holds me right now, here in the kitchen. She will for as long as I need her to.

"So," I say. "Thisis it."

"Never," she says, right away -- with no tears, still, and with all the confidence in the world.

I don't understand, but that's on me. I still don't understand it when I call. I still don't understand it when the windows go black, and I'm floating up, away from the dirt where real things grow. Sometimes they never sprout. Sometimes they never bloom. Almost always, they wither. Still, it's the only place they have a chance to exist at all.

Once upon a time, a sad little dickgirl got almost all the way to heaven without having to die first; all she had to do was take a job and use the service entrance. This next story is about whether or not that lofty paradise made her forget that, once upon time, she'd lived, and loved, and liked down in the dirt.

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"Mrowr?" my little kitty-cat asks.

She's the cutest kitty-cat in the whole wide world, which for us is exactly the size and shape of a luxury compound in parts unknown. Her name was Penelope, and she went by Penny. Now it's Pipsqueak -- Pippi for short -- and it will be until she decides she's tired of this game and wants to play another one. It's ...

... been about three weeks, and it's been lots of fun. The ears are my favorite; they're shockingly realistic. The little mitts are cute, too, and Pippi doesn't need her hands for very much these days anyway. The painted-on whiskers and kitty nose are to die for when she scrunches her face up, and they pair perfectly with her freckles. The anal plug with the tail attachment is sexy as hell, too, but she can't always wear it. She's my special girl, after all. Sometimes, her ass needs to accommodate something else. When that's the case, she has an ultra-thin waistband that fixes a similar tail a little higher up.

I swapped the inferior one for the sexier one while she was passed out. When my special girl cums from her ass, it's an event. Ironically enough, it takes just about everything out of her, even as I'm putting plenty in. She loves it. All the girls love my cum -- which isn't reallymy cum -- but, as I discovered recently, at least one of them really, truly, genuinely,absurdly loves it in her ass. To hear her tell it, it's like taking a real-booze enema; the euphoria comes faster, lasts longer, and is much more intense. Thankfully, cum doesn't seem to have any negative side effects whatsoever. If it were as dangerous as real booze, Pippi would be dead two dozen times over -- an ex-kitty. Quite dead. Passed on.

Shit, I really need to stop taking 'vid recommendations from John. I'm starting to sound like him inside of my own head.

My kitty-cat is awake, and she asked me a ...