The Purrrfect Girl

She rolled on her back, wiggling so he would rub her soft belly. Ginger purred almost non stop, feeling an unexpected pleasure when his shyly stroked her breasts, the color of her nipples echoing her coloration one ebony black the other pale pale pink amidst the creamy patch of fur. Her tail was moving a mile a minute, the sweet happiness was more than she'd ever felt, and she could almost feel the heat radiating off her reddening pussy.

"Derrick," she purred her voice finally getting the name right.
 
Derrick couldn’t stop himself as his hand explored her underside. His palm moved over her soft, perfect breasts and his fingers grazed over her nipples. He could not only hear her approval for his touch with her purring, but he could feel it as the little nipples began to harden. His eyes widened again as he watched her wiggle under his gentle, loving caresses. Her musky scent had filled the room once again, and this time it was even stronger. Luckily he was sitting now, so his large erection was easier to conceal. A bit of precum had formed on his tip, making a damp spot in his boxers. What was he thinking?

Derrick could see between her thighs quite clearly, and other than the small distraction of her flicking tail, all he could notice was the red pussy lips and the moisture gathering on the area. He was startled when she suddenly said his name. There was no mistaking it. She said “Derrick”. He quickly looked to her eyes and saw her smiling. He hesitated a moment and then spoke back to her. “Pretty Ginger…such a pretty kitty…” It was odd saying this to someone who was looking more and more like a human to him every second, but he had to keep the words simple for her to understand.
 
She grinned, her long tongue flicking out over her lips, purring in pleasure, stretching her new hands up over her head, arching her back into his touch. Her tail moving to brush against his leg, swaying softly against the warm skin, she smiled adoringly at him, "I need a TomCat." She purred, she felt unbelievable warm, and hated that she needed something he could not personally provide. Her eyes closed again and she purred and wiggled with glee as his fingers tenderly touched the bare hard nubs of her tits.
 
Derrick watched as she licked her lips, her purring growing louder as his hand continued to stroke her body. He uncontrollably kept rubbing his fingers and palm over her hardening nipples, loving the feeling of the burning flesh against his own. Part of him felt guilty, not knowing exactly what or who she was. But the loving smile on her lips assured him that she didn’t mind his touch one bit, and she loved it. She spoke to him again, “I need a TomCat.” He looked at her confused for a moment, not understanding. He paused a second and then asked, “What do you mean TomC-“

He stopped mid-sentence as it hit him. He knew what she wanted now. The moaning and purring…the look in her eyes…the scent in the air… Ginger wanted to breed. She needed a mate. His hard cock jumped a little when this concept hit him and it felt as though his heart stopped for a moment. He couldn’t have sex with her…could he? Would that be beastiality? Was it even physically possible? And why was he incredibly turned on by this whole idea? He prayed that she couldn’t sense his own arousal and calmly pulled his hand back from her, attempting to casually scratch the back of his head. “I uh…I might have to leave for a little while today….”
 
Ginger was quite strong despite her petite form and she pounced on him, her hand pushing him down on bed when he stopped touching her. "Leave?" she growled a deeply unhappy sound as her body unwittingly began humping his leg, the heat of her need and her scent making a strong impression. "Derrick not like me?" her grammar was poor as she strung together the words, her hands massaging his chest unconsciously.
 
As Derrick was preparing to rise to his feet and leave the room, Ginger suddenly pounced on him and forced him down on the bed. Her soft body covered him and her paw pressed him down and held him there. He gasped and his eyes widened in disbelief at how strong she was. He was a little afraid, but more stunned. “Leave?” she asked. The cat-girl growled at him slightly and her body grinded up against him. He could feel the heat between her thighs and it sent a chill up his spine. He was a little dizzy from her strong scent.

But his heart sank when she spoke again. “Derrick not like me?” He looked into her eyes and saw the doubt and sadness. Her paws gripped at his chest and he shook his head. He spoke to her sympathetically. “No Ginger. It’s not that at all. Derrick likes you very much. You are beautiful. Derrick loves his kitten. It’s just I….” As he tried to explain the situation, his heart and mind were racing. Her body shifted forward slightly on top of him and he could feel his hard erection pressing up against her inner thigh through his pants. He couldn’t finish the sentence and his breath caught in his throat. “Ginger…please…” He looked up into Ginger’s orbs and tried to think of what to say.
 
"No leave," she growled, realizing his clothing was between them and she moved down grabbing the offensive clothing with her teeth and tugging downward, her eyes wide as she noticed the dangling flesh was that of a randy tom cat. She tugged the shorts off his body and began purring and licking up his legs, unwilling to let her sweet owner leave her in her time of need.

"Stay," she purred her nose nudging the stiff member.
 
Ginger was being very assertive now, growling and begging him not to leave her. She looked at him for a moment and then suddenly moved down and away, her teeth clenching around his shorts and quickly tugging them away. He sat up, trying to stop her from pulling them off. But it was too late, and Ginger assertively pulled his shorts off his legs, revealing his long, hardened manhood to the feline. His breathing was heavy now as he watched her reaction to the revelation.

“Ginger, I won’t leave…” He thought perhaps he could dissuade her from any more exploring, but she was having none of that. She’d found what she needed, and what he’d been trying to hide. The cat began purring loudly and licking at his thighs. Derrick watched this for a moment, entranced and wanting more until the voice in the back of his head told him to do otherwise. He jumped and let out a small gasp as he felt her nose bump against his stiff cock.

He slowly backed away, not sure what to do. But he didn’t go far as he felt his back against the headboard of his bed. Ginger wanted to mate with him, and Derrick couldn’t deny his desire to satisfy both her needs as well as his. But this was all so strange to him. Ginger didn’t seem to mind the differences between them at all, her gaze fixed on his hard shaft.
 
"Derrick," each word was carefully enunciated, "Randy," her purring tone filling each word, "Like TomCat." She had him trapped against the bed and could not understand his relunctance, any male cat would have been on her with one wave of her tail sending her scent towards them. Her mouth was so close to the very thick shaft, she had no concern over size, after all it just had to fit, no questions about that. She rubbed her chin against his cock marking it with her scent, seeing his reaction she was still puzzled by his hesistation.

"You need me," her voice purred as she licked the tip, tasting the strangeness of her owner.
 
Derrick listened to every word she spoke, his eyes locked with hers as she crawled up closer to him on the bed. There was no escaping her…and at that point he didn’t want to. He gave in. Ginger leaned in closer to his erect manhood and nuzzled it with her soft chin. It was strange to watch, but all of this was strange. And he loved the feeling of electricity it sent through his whole body.

Suddenly Ginger’s tongue reached out and flicked across the tip of his cock, cleaning it of any precum that had formed. He couldn’t hold back a deeply satisfied groan of approval. His eyes closed for a moment and then Derrick nodded and spoke back. “I do need you, Ginger.” He opened his eyes once more and looked to her, seeing a smile come to her face.

Derrick reached out and gently ran his fingers behind her head and up and down her neck. He scratched behind her ears and gazed deep into her eyes, not quite sure of what was coming. But he knew that he needed release. And it seemed that Ginger needed him as well. But Derrick wondered how this was going to work...
 
"Mount me," her vocabulary was getting better but she was sticking to simple words. As the strange taste made her even more aware of her need. Her face nuzzling him waiting for him to take action. She had no idea how to initiate, it just happened in the past, she went into heat and a TomCat would fill her need, and sate her, she'd never had kittens causing her heat cycle to last for ages. Typically a heat cycle would end a few hours after concieving, but she couldn't think about that right now.

"Please," she purred, struggling to entice her owner to mate with her.
 
Ginger’s words caused his body to tense up a little and he became even more aroused. He was stunned that she was able to know such words, but there was no time to wonder about that now. Derrick needed to guide her and he sat up slightly in response to her request. Perhaps it would be best to do this in such a way that would be most familiar to her. He moved behind her on the bed, Ginger looking over her shoulder at him curiously. He got on his knees behind her and his hands moved to her waist. She was on all fours, her tail curled upwards a bit to grant him access. He looked down to see her red pussy glistening with her wetness.

Derrick took hold of his cock and slowly brought the tip towards her eager hole. He could feel the heat radiating from her groin against his tip before he even made contact, and he paused for a moment to prepare. Derrick had never had sex without a condom before, and the idea of being inside her unprotected was an exhilarating thought. But she was obviously much warmer than he’d anticipated and he tried to slow down his excitement. He wanted to savor this.

Derrick brought the tip of his cock back towards to her pussy and suddenly the tip pressed against her lips. He let out another groan as he pushed his hips forward and his cockhead slipped inside her. There was some resistance, and Ginger was very tight. She purred and growled in response to his touch. He pushed forward a bit more. His grip on her hips tightened as he felt her hot, tight, wetness surround him. “Oh God….Ginger….”
 
Her tail went very still for a moment, laying straight up his torso as she anticipated that initial contact, then it moved lazily, stroking his torso as his surprisingly large member filled her. It was a different sensation than before, where a Tom would rut for a while ejaculate, and depending on it's aggressiveness stick around and rut some more or run off and another Tom would find her and rut. She knew canines could get stuck together which she thought was such a silly thing, but right now the idea of having him stuck inside her, was a very pleasant idea. She shifted her hips up against him lowering her shoulders to the bed, looking over her shoulder at him, her small breasts rubbing against the soft fabric of his sheets.

"Yessss," she purred, her body thrumming as she purred as if her whole being was vibrating with pleasure.
 
It took Derrick a moment to adjust to the sudden rush of sensations that were forming at his groin. He pressed his hard shaft completely inside of the feline’s very tight and very hot pussy. The wet warmth gripped at his shaft, pulling him deeper into her body until his cockhead was pressing against her cervix. Derrick gripped her hips firmly and focused, sensing that he might cum too soon. But he would have none of that. It was a struggle not to explode right at that moment from the radiating heat and moisture of her snug hole. He groaned softly, trying to maintain his composure.

And slowly Derrick began to rock his hips against Ginger’s soft body. He could think of nothing to say that would even come close to describing how wonderful this felt. He would rear back for a moment and then slowly press his length back inside of her, massaging her inner walls and stroking his throbbing cock. Ginger’s shoulders fell to the bed and she looked back at him, her hypnotic eyes locking onto his as he slowly began to mate with her. She purred in response to his movement, her whole body shaking and creating another wonderful feeling around his plunging erection.
 
It was beyond intense, the most amazing thing she had ever felt, and she felt a strong bond to her human. She suddenly understood how a feline could adore their owner above all other things. He was so deep inside her, deeper than any randy TomCat had been before, and she was soaking up the feelings wanted to remember this moment forever a primative "Mreowl" leaving her lips as her body seemed to melt, feeling intense heat and amazing relaxation. It was like the sweetest piece of tuna wrapped in cheese on a gorgeous sunny day with a limitless saucer of milk.
 
When Ginger let a very animal-like growl/meow escape her lips it was a reminder that he was having sex with no ordinary female. It was also reassuring to know that she was experiencing just as much pleasure as he was. He began thrusting into her at a steady pace, his hips hitting against her bottom each time he pressed forward. Her muscles clenched and squeezed around his shaft as he fucked her, and there was no doubt that this was the greatest feeling he’d ever experienced. Derrick held her tightly and pressed his throbbing cock into her hot depths again and again.

This was exactly what the feline had wanted, and Derrick now realized this is exactly what he’d wanted as well. Derrick and Ginger were breeding. They were mates. And Derrick no longer cared about the unusual circumstances that had led to this moment. Ginger needed him to satisfy some deep animal instinct, but Derrick’s instincts were taking over as well. He bucked against her harder, pushing every inch of his cock deeper into the purring feline's warm cunt. “Ginger…it feels…so good,” he groaned to her.
 
"More," she managed to purr, as she wiggled her hips, her tail slinking along his chest. She wanted to feel him erupt inside her, what she knew would be an explosion like none she'd ever experienced before, and she highly doubted she'd be compatible with her human lover, which to her delight meant she would be in heat for several days and several nights.

Coaxing him to perform over and over again, she was looking forward to it.
 
Ginger’s furry tail tickled against his chest as he continued to thrust into her. She wiggled her hips against him, and he could tell that she was savoring this moment as well. She begged him for more. Derrick would have gladly lived in this moment for the rest of his life, but it was only a matter of time before the wonderful feelings brought him to a climax. Her tight pussy was clenching and milking his cock expertly, and a warm sensation began fill his hips and lower stomach. His legs started to tingle and he knew that his orgasm was approaching.

Derrick’s cock began to tense up inside her, growing slightly larger. His groans became louder and he called out to her. “I’m cumming!… Ginger!…I’m cumming for you!” His hands gripped at her waist, pulling her body back and thrusting forward to impale her on his shaft. He could feel the cum rushing up his shaft as he began spurting wads of his hot seed deep into Ginger’s womb. Derrick’s body shook slightly and he began to thrust harder to send all of it deep into her core. He could hear her growling and moaning in response to the sudden rush of warmth that had filled her. He hoped that this would make Ginger cum as well.

He held her tightly as he came, his thick shaft slamming into her again and again. He was unsure if he was actually able to impregnate the feline or not. But that didn’t matter to him at this moment. The feeling of hot, untamed, unprotected, animal-like sex was everything he craved now. And as Derrick slowly came down from his orgasmic high, the last spurts of cum being buried into the feline’s pussy, Derrick prayed that Ginger would remain in heat for a long, long time.
 
Her slender waist was barely as big as both of his hands wrapped around it. She was exstatic, having never felt such pleasure in a mating, usually it was merely a means to an end. She stretched her legs out feeling him fall on top of her as she stretched out, her tail wrapping around his waist supporting him, even as she enjoyed the feel of his body crushing against hers.

She still felt the need, the heat, only slightly less intense, as if a small amount of desire had been drained off a very large resevoir of lusty hunger.
 
For a moment Derrick was speechless. The cat’s tail wrapped around his body, supporting him as he was recovering from their shared intense orgasmic experience. His hands continued to hold her waist, only now they were gently caressing back and forth, up and down the feline’s soft body. His breathing was rough and heavy as he tried to regain his composure. Derrick looked down as he slowly began pulling his hips back away from her bottom. His length slowly pulled out of her hole and left her body with an audible pop, a mixture of their breeding juices dripping from her slit onto his bed.

Derrick released his hands from her body and slowly sat next to her on the bed, his body gradually lying back so that he was now staring up at the ceiling. He relaxed, the bed sheets now felt extremely cool against his skin. His mind was a mess, but he knew that he had just enjoyed this strange experience. He would desire more, but for the moment he tried to understand how he had fallen into this situation. Or how he had gotten so lucky? Where had Ginger come from? What was she now? He turned his head slightly to look over at the kitten, watching her as she was still savoring the afterglow of their sex.
 
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