Jungle Room // The Painted Lady (Private)

[MorbidIce]

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By Invitation Only...

The door into the Jungle Room is a sliding wooden pane; made to blend in once the people are in the room. Only the respective girls can usually figure out where the mural wall ends and the door begins, although one would have to take their time to find it anyway. The wall of the room is painted to blend in with the jungle theme; leaves, branches and vines hanging here and there while small footholds jut out of the wall, leading one to higher perches farther up – All things secured so that they can hold weight.

Seeing as though there is almost a quarter of the mansion’s floor devoted to this room, it isn’t hard to lose oneself within it and all the things it holds. Near the door is the ‘jungle’, a splattering of specialized ‘trees’, which are actually attached from floor to ceiling. Each tree has a pole at the center, holding it steady for all types of endeavors, ‘vines’ hanging from the carved branches (Which one can break off to serve as supple whips), serving as ropes. If one looks far enough between the trees, one can see a vine hammock nestled in the flora – Although, seeing as though the lights are always kept dimmed to add to the atmosphere, one can never assume what they actually see.

On the other side of the tree jungle is a wonderful little waterfall, rocks piled high in the corner to make the atmosphere that much more real. The water runs off a ledge, covering a niche (which one can hide in) and flowing down into a five-foot deep pool set in the room floor.

From there, a wanderer within the room might find a small straw hut standing between them and another set of trees, a ‘fireplace’ set out in front of it. Beside the door lies a steel cage, large enough to put another human being in – While within the hut rests a feather mattress upon the floor, various ‘toys’ lining the walls; from toy guns to actual whips, it’s a fetishist paradise.

Beyond the hut are yet more trees, all hiding the farthest wall, on which a ‘mountainside’ has been built, and it harboring a cave. While one must stoop down to gain access, it actually is large enough to stand upright while inside, real animal furs lining the ground, larger rocks sitting here and there, some resembling phallic devices.

The room itself is Kittie’s domain, she being the wild panther that stalks or is stalked. Beware explorer, for ye shalt find yourself tied to a tree if you are not worthy to face the jungle or the amazonian within it.
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[Wolk]

Chris smiled as the door closed shut and locked behind them. From that moment on he was immersed into the atmosphere of a jungle paradise. It was so well-done, this fantasy room, that he could feel the warm tropical humidity, hear exotic birds singing and smell the intoxicating aroma bouquet of exotic flowers, trees, fruit, and, of course, sex. There was something in this room that made it believable and that was exactly why Chris liked it so much.

His hand grew more passionate as it massaged Kittie's buttocks, all exposed to him from under her skimpy little black panties. Finally, they made it to the large watering hole. Ho nodded at her suggestion that he take a nice soak first. The water was warm and pleasant and it would take his day's fatigue away at a snap of fingers.

"Of course not, sweetie." He grinned as she innocently claimed to always be a nice kitty. "Sometimes you can be very naughty." Chris slapped her ass playfully with a loud ringing sound.

He started undressing, pleased when his purring kitty leaned into his back and began helping with her agile, soft hands. Chris felt like purring himself under her caressing touch, but there already was one cat and so he moaned instead with a pleased smile.

Separated from his clothes, his member already visibly excited, Chris lowered himself off the edge, sliding into the water. He moaned softly in pleasure, closing his eyes, then moved his head back until he was looking at Kittie upside down, shamelessly eyeing her crotchless panties trimmed with kittie-like soft black fur. Chris grinned, sliding up a little and reaching up to pet and caress his kittie between her legs. His grin grew even bigger, not to mention his cock, when she purred so sweetly at it.

Though he has only been in the water for a few minutes, he didn't feel like staying there any longer. With a splash, he jumped back out onto dry land, naked and erect in front of her.

"I'm ready for a nice massage now, sweetie."

 

[MorbidIce]

The room was /very/ well made, all things solid and made to perfection. Even the sound track and general temperance in the room mimicked that of the jungle, although Kittie knew that somewhere in the room was a one way mirror and that Donovan could be watching them at any time. It was the simple thought of voyeurism that made her grin chesirely as she had led Chris over to the pool, a ‘mrowl’ given as he slapped her behind. “I can’t help but be naughty, it’s what nature intended.” She purred in that accented lilt, smiling the perfect picture of innocence.

Chris knew better, but there were those that knew nothing of the pleasures of the Jungle Room.

Helping her favorite regular undress, each piece of clothing was folded and set to the side for him to retrieve later – Although by the time they were finished playing, he’d find the clothes in a bag by the door. They would never see another person inside the room, although there were others sneaky enough to be in, rearrange things and then get out without interrupting. She massaged his pectorals with her fingers, those digits skimping downward to help him out of his pants, bending from the waist to pick them up and fold them.

Standing upright, Chris was already in the pool and so Kittie knelt down on the edge, smoothing his hair back from his head when he looked back. Thighs were kept parted, leaving visible the treasure between her legs – It was how they’d been taught to sit, enticing, and their every movement a work of art. Thighs parted even wider for his hand, a soft moan given as he pet the ‘other kitty’. “Ooh.”

Having expected Chris to splash around for a bit, a brow was raised when he lifted himself out of the sunken-in pool, his erection level with her face. Rising to her feet, Kittie smiled sweetly before turning and walking over beside a large rock. A gray towel was retrieve, hidden amongst the lifelike rocks, along with a little bottle of massage oil. Setting the oil down, Kittie laid the large fluffy towel on the ground, bidding Chris to come and lie upon it.

 

[Wolk]

Chris dried himself up, made his way over and laid down on the towel, which covered a rock, making it feel soft and comfortable enough to be on. He suspected they were not real rocks, as some were too large to believe they were hauled to the third floor just for decoration. He didn't care. It all looked and felt real enough and one way or another his focus was on the girl much more than it was on decorations. And Kittie did an excellent job keeping him satisfied.

He felt her soft hands on his back and shoulders, rubbing the oil into him, caressing his body, unwrapping the knots in his muscles. Chris emitted a soft groan of pleasure, then closed his eyes and rested his head on his crossed forearms, enjoying the massage. Only one thing bothered him and made the experience not quite as pleasant as he'd have liked. His hard erection pressed down against the rock, even one wrapped in a thick towel, felt uncomfortable and he certainly would've prefered to feel something other than the rather hard surface on his sensitive manhood at the moment. He informed her of that as he slowly turned over onto his back.

"I've got a little discomfort right there, sweetie." He winked, glancing down at his manhood. "Can my good kitty find a way to solve it?"

 

[MorbidIce]

The rocks were actually made of clay and certainly weighed enough to be believable. Wiggling out of her furry panties, Kittie kicked them to the side before picking up the oil once more, pouring herself a handful of the clear, slick liquid. Waiting a moment for it to warm up in her hands, she moved herself so that she was kneeling with a thigh on either side of Chris’ hips, allowing the warmed oil to sprinkle down upon his flesh.

Leaning into her work, Kittie’s soft hands first rubbed the oil over his back, exerting only a bit of pressure for the moment -- First finding the knots before she started massaging them out, one by one. Sliding up a bit further, she made sure that Chris could feel her shaven ‘kitty’ as she worked, making sure to move her /whole/ body when she did move. She shifted as he turned, raising herself up before reseating herself on his thighs, bright gaze angling upward from his manhood to his face.

“But of course,” Kittie purred, sliding her hips downward so that her shaven pussy slid down and over Chris’ leg. Oiled fingers slid over the length of Chris’ shaft, lubricating it with the edible tropical smelling oil – Only the best for their clients after all. Head was dipped low, long, dark hair sweeping down to curtain her face as her pink tongue flicked out to caress the head of his manhood.

 

[Wolk]

Her hair tickled his skin and her breath felt so teasing on his hot, eager cock. Chris was about ready to wrap up the nice, relaxing play and move on to the more active part; one where he could catch this pretty kitty and ram his ready cock into her as hard and deep as he liked. But he didn't move just for long enough to feel her tongue begin slowly caressing the sensitive dickhead of his.

Chris moaned in pleasure at finally feeling her attention on his member. His eyes closed and a smile on his face told her all about what he felt.

"Ohh, yes..." He sighed softly. "Good kitty. Lick me like that..."

He reached out for her hair and lifted it over to the side, treating himself to the sight of this pretty brunette lapping away at the crow of his cock. Chris smiled and caressed her head.

"Mmm, such a good kitty." He smiled. "Take it in your mouth, sweetie. Suck my cock well."

He felt her warm, wet flesh around him and moaned once again.

"Deeper, Kittie!" He moaned, growing more aroused. "Suck me harder, you naughty pussy!"

 

[MorbidIce]

Silken coils of nearly black hair caressed his lower abdomen and thighs, tickling his skin as she moved, snaking her tongue around the mushroom head of his cock. She knew how the game was played, or what they’d be up to- there was no rush, seeing as though in this room they had all the time in the world. Hours tended to turn into many hours when one was having fun and only the timer within the door would let them know just how long they were in that jungle environment, playing away their fantasies.

Dark eyes glanced up to his face, a sassy smile playing on her lips at the smile upon his own mouth. Chris was a very vocal person; he’d always let her know what he liked and where he liked it.

“Mrrrow.” She purred against his member, curling her tongue so that it slid underneath the ridge of her cockhead. It was funny how her name and what she played as were almost the same, the only thing different about them being the spelling- ‘Kitty’ and ‘Kittie.’ Usually it didn’t matter which was used, for in the throes of passion, the men usually forgot themselves anyway.

Feeling her hair lifted from her face, Kittie looked up again, rubbing his member against her cheek. At his request, Kittie slid the head of his member in her mouth ever so slowly, teasing the sensitive flesh with her tongue before pulling it back between parted lips.

"Deeper, Kittie!" He had requested, although Kittie simply played with the head for the moment, teasing until she felt he was ready before she shifted, moving her mouth farther down along his shaft. There had been a time, when she was new, that she would of gagged to have it so far in her mouth – One of the perks of living at the Painted Lady being that the other girls taught her what to do.

Closing her lips in a seal around his cock, Kittie sucked as she bobbed up and down, tongue caressing where it could reach on each stroke upward. She’d come right up to the crown before sliding her mouth back down again; ending near the base of his cock, and then the process would start all over again.

 

[Wolk]

The teasing was nearly unbearable and Chris mentally cursed the girl for doing it to him again. At the same time, that's exactly why he loved playing with her so much. The tease and dangling of what he wanted, the chase that preceded getting it made the prize so much sweeter.

He moaned and groaned in pleasure as she moved from teasing to pleasing, her mouth and tight throat sliding over his cock with increadible ease. The wet pleasure was nice, but Chris caught himself thinking that he was getting it too easily. Well, he had rested and relaxed enough, he decided. Now it was time to hunt.

He pulled her head off his member with both hands and looked into her pretty face. His eyes sparkled naughtily.

"Well, kittie, you have awakened a naughty monster." He said with a wink. "Now you have to run because when I catch you, I will have my rough fun with your cute, tight holes. You have three seconds. One... Two... Three..."

Chris jumped up onto his feet and pounced.

 

[MorbidIce]

Kittie definitely knew how to please, seeing as though she did it so well, there was no danger of her being out of work anytime soon. Someone almost /always/ wanted a taste of the jungle life, the thrill of the hunt and the pleasure of the catch. It depended on the man and his quirks, but sometimes Kittie got to play the hunter and sometimes she got to play the hunted.

It seemed like, tonight, she was playing the part of the hunted.

Tongue laved attention onto her meaty lollipop, the Russian kitty scooting upward so that she was sitting, but bent over. The fur at the bottom of the corset was tickling her skin within the matching panties, making the muscles of her abdomen quiver in delight – Sometimes it was just too easy to slip into a fantasy, where the fur was actually fingers, touching and caressing.

Pulled abruptly from her fun, Kittie looked up into the eyes of her client, a chesire grin upon her painted lips. “Mrowr.” She purred, leaning forward before he could count to three, a dainty, teasing kiss was lain on his lips before she stood, taking a few steps before wiggling her bottom. Oh yes, this was all part of the fun; teasing and flaunting her body before she fled, allowing adrenaline to carry her on a high before she was caught and plundered.

Waiting until he was on the number two, Kittie took off – weaving around the fake trees before coming to rest behind a particularly thick one, breasts heaving underneath the corset; it didn’t really allow for the breath one needed in order to be able to run. One thing was for sure; the Jungle room kept Kittie in great shape, especially since she usually ran half the night and was fucked the other half. Silken vines hung down all around her, there for the use of tying one to a tree – be it Kittie or her client, the vines actually being silken green ropes.

 

[Wolk]

The tree would have hidden her nicely if it wasn't for the furry black tail that peeked out to one side. Chris grinned as he noticed it and slowed for a run to a jog, then to a walk, and finally started to slowly sneak, crouched. He was naked, among the jungles; hunting. It felt unusual, perhaps embarassing for a modern man to be like this, his erection bobbing up and down as he moved ahead, but it also touched the strings of an ancient hunter that were still in his DNA. Soon, he was no longer Chris the rich hotshot lawyer; he was Chris the jungle hunter, who stalked his prey and would do anything and everything he wished once he caught her. And he will catch her, Chris was confident in that even though by that moment he forgot all about being in the Painted Lady and having paid for the experience. Every cell in his body was genuinely sure that he was faster, stronger, hardier and by the laws of the jungle had every right to sink his hard, horny cock into the beautiful woman he chased.

Chris jumped and his hand closed around the tip of Kittie's tail. He heard a delightful squeal and she tried to break for it, the tail jerking in his hand. He held it in at first, but then lessened his grip and the furry thing slipped out of his hand, letting her go and run again. Chris grinned.

"Can't run forever, my little pussy." He called with a chuckle. "Soon, I will catch you and use you for pleasure; in every way I like; in every hole I like." He gave his hard cock several light jerks, then went on hunting.

 

[MorbidIce]

She held a hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle as she heard him running, although all movement soon stopped – Or so she could hear. She pressed herself back against the tree, not a thought given to the furry tail that was, at the moment, giving away her position. It was only when she felt a tug on it that she moved, trying to run forward, but gaining no ground. A squeal had been given in surprise, head turning that sent her hair bouncing in a flurry of movement, the tail holding strong to the back of the upper garment she still wore. The costumes that they wore were made to last, to stand up to rough handling. She took a step or two forward, trying not to fall before she was off and running around, weaving through trees, darting past the hut and into the other side of the ‘jungle’. Sure he was stronger than she, faster perhaps, but it was still /her/ jungle after all.

"Can't run forever, my little pussy." She had heard him say, although she wasn’t going to run forever – No, in a game of cat and mouse, the mouse had to hide. She was fleet of foot, weaving to the back of the room, diving into the little cave that was mounted there. Crouching in behind one of the rocks, Kittie waited with a smile, her tail pulled up into her lap so that she could stroke it as she waited.

Dark gaze wandered over the inside of the cave, it’s making still no less of a wonder to her as when it was first built. There was so much imagination to be used, toys to be found; her favorite was the real fur rug, tossed on the cave floor to make it more comfortable.

 

[Wolk]

Chris laughed with her as she ran away, trying to tie her tracks around as many trees as possible, like a fox breaking from the hunting dogs. Dogs, Chris thought. That gave him an idea. A grin still on his face and chuckles about to fall off his lips, he barked at her loudly, his voice lower and stronger than it usually was.

He couldn't keep it up for long and soon fell down at the hilarity of their play. Having laughed for a bit, he got back up and proceeded with his search. The hunting reflexes back in full force now, the blood pumping through his body, making him feel more alive than most modern people ever did. The hunt, oh what an incredible feeling it was.

The playful kitten's escape did not go unnoticed. Chris saw her enter the cave, which he knew from their previous plays. It didn't have a second enterance and so she was now trapped, cornered and all his. He grinned and a part of hardened at this. Slowly, the hunter crept into the cave, squeezing through the small enterance. It was hard to get in, but so was it hard to get out of and once he made it inside she would be at his mercy.

He peeked his head out into the main room of the cave and grinned, giving her a dog's growl and a bark again. Quickly, Chris got fully inside and onto his feet, ready to intercept her if she tried to escape.

"I got you now, little pussy." He smiled mischievously as he approached slowly. "You'd better prepare for this, kitty." Chris grinned, stroking his hard cock lightly in anticipation.

 

[MorbidIce]

She laughed as he barked, pushing herself away from trees, hands batting at the silken vines that got in her way. It was an art to run through a simulated jungle and not get caught up by your own doing, or remembering where ‘traps’ were, the ones that were to aid the hunter. New clients were taken through the rooms and shown such things, such as the rope trap that lay under a pile of ‘leaves’. Although that trap was several meters away from where Kittie was running, she knew better than to end the game this quickly.

Darting into the cave and hiding behind the rock, it wasn’t long before Chris joined her in that space. It was larger on the inside then it looked on the outside, there being plenty of room to tussle. Adrenaline made her heart pound in her chest, the thrill of being the hunted making it that much more exciting.

She ducked down as he finally got inside, peering out from behind the rock, painted lips curved into a playful little grin. Standing, she began the dance, circling around the other, forcing him to turn with her. She knew he was fast, although so was she, fleet of foot from all the practice she’d had. Kittie was able to escape most clients for most of the night, only falling prey when she wanted to – After all, waiting made it that much sweeter.

“Mmm..” Kittie purred, moving so that she kept an even distance between them. “Is that for me?” She teased, rubbing her hands up and over the velvet exterior of the corset she wore, fingers sweeping briefly over the tops of exposed breasts as she readied herself to dodge. She was thankful that the fur rug was there, softening any fall that either of them might take.

 

[Wolk]

Was that ever for her! The sassy little tease with her firm, perky body knew full well it was. The young lawyer-turned-ancient-hunter's erection was so large now that his head barely had blood to think, and when he did think it was only about one thing now. It was part of the incredible high that he frequented the Jungle Room for.

"Oh, you're gonna get it. I'm gonna ram it in your tight little pussy." Chris growled as he moved with her. "Hard!" He grinned and pounced, but she jumped away, having anticipated it and he landed on his feet, turning to face her, once again in the same position.

The cave enterance was so narrow that she would have to crawl through to escape. Had she tired, he would've had ample time to catch her feet and pull her back out. At the same time, the cave itself was spacious enough to move about and circle in, and so while she couldn't leave the cave, he still didn't quite have her yet.

"Can't dodge for long, kitty." Chris grinned, circling with her and lunging from time to time. "Give it up now and I promise I'll not harm you," he pounced but missed again, "I'll just fuck you every way I want!" He grinned.

 

[Genuine Lies]

(ooc- Very nice Shannon, I almost didn't see this one. )

 

[MorbidIce]

[ooc// Thanks Chelsea. *Licks Wolkie.* Aw look, we have a fan club!]

She knew how to work her body, displaying each asset to the best of her ability, even while dodging and prancing around like a caught deer. Delicate hands came up to reset the ears atop of her head, jumping back and scooting to the side as he lunged. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears, the nerves on her skin alight from the very thought of what was to come.

His words were answered with a sassy “Mrrrrow,” the little Russian tease purring her R’s out of habit. Her hands slithered down over her belly, petting the top of her hairless mound as he watched and circled, Kittie getting a thrill out of teasing the hunter before her. “I’m waiting,” She said huskily, letting those hands drift over to her hips as she circled.

“Give up? No darrrrrling, you have to come get it.” She teased, backing towards the entrance of the cave, having seen him glance over that way. It would give him an opportunity to catch her without actually giving herself up, giving him the win for the moment.

Turning with the grace learned with time, Kittie lunged for the opening of the cave, having clear it half way before she felt his hand around her ankle – The other flailing as she was dragged onto her stomach and then back in the cave, her firm bottom moving as she wiggled her legs, ‘trying’ to get away.

 

[Wolk]

OOC: It would appear so. Welcome, Chelsea. I'm glad you like what Shannon and I are doing here.

IC:

Chris couldn't help a huge grin when he saw her dive for the exit. After thinking about this possibility so much, he now knew she was in his hands. In fact, he was so eager to celebrate already that he nearly missed the moment and let her go free. Nearly.

"You're mine now, you little thing!" He roared, the pleasure of the catch exploding through his whole body and mind.

His hands on her ankles, Chris began pulling her out, moving one hand after another up her legs big by bit. Soon her perky, round ass appeared and he placed a pair of nice, loud slaps on it, laughing.

"Naughty, naughty kitty!"

He was on his kneel behind her, one of her legs to either side of his hips as he pulled her out. Soon, most of her was out of the cave, excluding hands, shoulders and head. It was then that her ready pussy touched his excited cock, starved of pleasure and excited by the chase. Chris couldn't take it any more.

He roared like an animal in heat, which he then wasn't that different from. His hands wrapped around her waist firmly and his hips moved, stabbing away at her with his hard rod until it lodged nicely between her lower lips. Chris moaned in pleasure when it happened, pushed deeper, feeling her sex caressing his.

"Ohh, yeah!" He moaned, as he began fucking her without even fully taking her out of the hole, picking up the pace until it was nice and hard.

 

[MorbidIce]

Generally Kittie would let the client dangle just a tad more, most clients not fully appreciating the situation – or getting into what was happening. Chris wasn’t like the rest of them, slipping into his role as quickly as possible, which made it that much more exciting for Kittie.

His words made things clench low in her body, the ‘kitty’ whimpering as he drug her backwards, back into the dimly lit interior of the cave. Her tail dangled over the side of her hip, drug up and beside her body, tickling her ribcage as his hands worked their way up her legs.

Brought slowly up to her knees, Kittie wiggled her bottom at him, muscles tensing as the first slap hit that smooth flesh – Leaving the skin a rosy hue. She gasped, the human female enjoying the momentary feeling of pain as it faded into the bigger picture of pleasure.

She stretched her hands forward, placing them firmly upon the ground as she lowered her front end, bringing her bottom that much higher and making it easily accessible. Her womanly petals were dewy with excitement, Kittie’s nails rasping against the ground as she felt the head of his member probing against her, seeking it’s rightful place.

She tightened her wall muscles around him as he entered for the first time that night, a moan slipping from her parted lips as she panted for breath. The echoing sound of their wild animal sex grew as he went faster, reverberating off the solid walls as flesh slapped against flesh.

Braced against the floor, Kittie mewled and growled, words thrown in as he drove himself into her. “Oooh,” She whimpered, “Gods, yes! Yeeeeeeeess, harder!” She purred, dark eyes closing to the view of the ‘outside’ of the cave.

 

[Wolk]

Chris couldn't help a grin when he heard her moans and cries of passionate pleasure. How quickly the kitty had forgotten her role of prey and turned into a passionate lover instead! It was just as well, of course. Chris would've hardly enjoyed playing out nonconsent as much as he did this. The purpose of the chase was to make the catch at the end of it sweeter, and now it was all about hot, fast and sweet.

He gave her exactly what she asked for, moaning himself in bliss as he drove his cock into her hungry pussy nice and hard. He drilled her like a jackhammer, the sounds of their slapping bodies filling the cave, bouncing off the walls. Chris stopped for a moment, pulled her into the cave fully now and tossed her onto her back on the fur rugs.

"Mmm, your pussy is so good, Kittie." He moaned as he got on top of her and claimed her lips for a passionate kiss.

 

[MorbidIce]

There were very few that asked about her playing out a nonconsensual scene – The only time she did that was for a high price. It meant she had to demean herself and her sex, Kittie finding rape as disgusting and loathsome as murder; although, she generally needed the cash. Her expression was one of bliss as he drove into her over and over, Kittie moving back against him with each inward stroke.

There was nothing better than a mindless bout of animal sex after a hard day – It was better than any professional massage that her bosses could offer her. She gave a sullen cry as he pulled out, the female looking back over her shoulder to see what the problem was – before she was dragged back into the cave fully and tossed onto her back. She landed with a surprised ‘oomph’, hands pushing her upper torso to a semi-sitting position as Chris crawled on top of her.

Thighs were kept parted, a dark, sultry look aimed down at him, a hand snaking behind his head to hold his lips against hers as she toyed passionately with her teeth, lips and tongue.

 

[Wolk]

What he ment to be a quick kiss drew long and longer, as she trapped him equally with her hand on his head and with her skillful lips and tongue that made him not want to stop. Ever. It felt so good, only the demanding itching-like feeling within his sex could overpower it. And it did.

Chris finally pulled his head back a little and smiled at her happily. He began poking her between the legs with his big, gentle stick again. This time he helped aim it with his hand and struck home as quickly as he had planned, that is after a little bit of rubbing his cock's mushroomy head on her clit and other sensitive areas down there.

"Ohh..." Chris moaned again as his flesh sunk into hers.

Her femenine flesh pulled the skin that covered his most sensitive tip back and now it rubbed against her silky, soft walls, feeling better than anything in the world. Chris supported himself with his hands just over her shoulders, looking into her eyes. He started moving. Slow at first, the pace grew faster and faster quickly and soon he was fucking her hard. The sounds of their moans and slapping bodies filled the cave once again, but at this point all the decorations around them stopped to exist. She was no longer a hunted kittie and he was no longer a hunter. They were lovers.

 

[MorbidIce]

She sipped at his mouth, tasting and feeling her soft lips against his own, her fingers playing through his hair in encouragement. One of the first rules of the Painted Ladies was ever so simple – Never kiss a client on the mouth. First, if they had something that could be transferred, there was no stopping it. Second, kissing was an intimate gesture; moreso than sex and so was the first step to falling in love.

Kittie had always laughed at that rule, claiming that love was for the birds, not the kittens.

Feeling him pull back, dark eyes searched his face questioningly, a smile return as she realized he was satisfied with what was going on. She squirmed as he slid the head of his member against her clit, a groan given as he teased her there, hips moving involuntarily. Her hand snuck down as he aimed to find her womanly opening, fingers slickly moving against that little button of nerves, head rolling back on her shoulders.

It was short lived, the female having to lay back in order for Chris to support himself in a push-up like pose, her thighs spread wide to either side of him. Hips moved up to meet his first thrust, a gasp given as he filled her wholly – It was an exquisite feeling, one that she looked forward to with each of his visits.

Hands clutched at the furry rug beneath her, little mewling sounds mixing with moans as he increased the pace, her words incoherent – Making little or no sense beyond the bits and pieces of words that actually managed to come out whole. “Hard-er,” She had moaned and he had obliged her, making the woman beneath him writhe and call his name. Her kitty ears had long since fallen off her head, dark hair fanned out behind her, caught beneath his hands. Her own hands snuck up, holding onto Chris’s wrists like handles, forcing her body back down with each of his upward thrusts.

 

[Wolk]

Chris was hot, hard and completely unrestrained. The only thing that could hope to stop or lessen his wild pace was his own mind and it had no desire to do so. And so Kittie's little kitty was subjected to an incredibly passionate pounding of the kind that neither of them could take without filling the cave and the whole big Jungle Room with moans and cries of intense pleasure.

He soon grabbed her hands and pulled them over her head, holding her tight there, as if showing that he was fully in control as he took her with hard, uninhibited lust. His weight now mostly rested on her body, pressing her down, making her feel the man who was doing her not only inside of her but outside as well as his mody moved and their skin and flesh rubbed agaisnt each other. Her erect nipples felt amazing on his skin and his poked into her. Chris also made sure to pause for a brief moment after plunging his entire length into her and shift his body in just the right way to make his mound rub against her clit.

The fast pace was taking its toll on his endurance though, and as this was the first time that night, Chris soon felt that he wouldn't be able to keep his orgasm in for much longer. He went even faster at that, moaing out.

"Oh, Kittie... I'm gonna... cum..."

 

[MorbidIce]

It was nights like these that Kittie loved her job, when there was no human thought in the act, only animal lust. Each of his thrusts was met with a symphony of sounds from Kittie, the sounds echoing in the cave and traveling outward: moans, words, high-pitched sounds that could almost be called screams.

She whimpered as his wrists slid from her grip, her own hands taken and held above her, restricting her movements. She bucked and squirmed beneath him, grinding her hips against his own as she slid that taunt body against his. Her breasts pushed against his chest, periodically rubbing erect nipples against him. A shudder ran involuntarily down her spine as he rubbed himself against that little button of nerves, Kittie crying out her pleasure at the movement. She flexed her wall muscles around him, tightening that cavern further as he once again started to move.

“Oooh, Chris!” Kittie’s climax ripped through her as Chris announced his own, her muscles tightening before spasming around him, milking him of that coming orgasm.

“Mm,” Kittie purred, panting for breath as he pistoned towards his first climax of the night. “Come on lover, give it to me.” She encouraged in that rolling, sexy tone, each aftershock of her climax making her voice fluctuate.

 

[Wolk]

That tone even more than her exciting words pushed him to the edge. It was the last drop, the straw that broke the camel's back, and with a thundering cry Chris came. His body tensed and relaxed, jerking in ultimate pleasure and his cock happily shot jet after powerful jet of white goo into the warm, welcoming pussy that kept caressing him.

"Oh, baby..." Was all he could gasp, a happy, relaxed smile on his face.

Chris finished and his body became limp, the intensity of sex giving way to nice, soft relaxation. He was still within her, feeling her pussy's velvety walls gently rub him as either of them moved. He lifted himself over her lightly and gave her a small kiss on the lips, his hand caressing her breast softly.

"My good little kitty." He smiled.