"Now, put it inside my pussy," Rachel said, pushing Nolan onto the bed.
She aligned his cock with her entrance and slid down onto him. His cock slid in without any resistance, as she was extremely wet, absolutely ready to receive his huge cock.
Her pussy really was perfect for his dick, hugging it tightly to squeeze as much pleasure from him as possible.
"Fuck!" Rachel moaned loudly.
Nolan gasped as she sheathed him completely in one fluid, desperate motion. A low, throaty purr rumbled from Rachel's chest.
"That's it, Master," she cooed, her voice a husky mewl. "Your little kitten is so empty without you... I need to be filled by your huge cock."
Her back arched, presenting her small, pert breasts to him, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
Then she would lower herself, rubbing her entire body along his chest with a soft, sinuous grace, her skin slick with a light sheen of sweat, before rising up again to take him deep, her inner muscles fluttering and kneading around his length like tiny, desperate paws.
"Does Master like his pet?" she breathed, her eyes slitted with pleasure. "Does he like how his needy little cat f-fucks herself on his cock? Nyan~"
Nolan's hands flew to her hips, as he began thrusting, matching her aggressive rhythm.
"God, Rachel... yes," His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her waist, guiding her rhythm, meeting her rise and fall with a thrust of his own.
She leaned forward again, bracing her hands on his chest, her nails lightly scraping his skin. Her mouth found his ear, her breath a hot, panting gust.
"Your pet was so lonely... so cold without you inside me," she whispered, her words punctuated by the slick, rhythmic slap of their bodies meeting. "I need you to... to mark me from the inside. Make me yours again, Nyan~"
The plea, coupled with the feline suffix, was his undoing. He could feel the tight, hot coil in his gut ready to spring. His hips stuttered, driving up into her with a frantic speed.
"Rachel... I'm…"
"Me too, Master!" she cried out, her body seizing around him.
Her head fell back, a long, drawn-out yowl tearing from her throat as the climax seized her. It was enormous, all-consuming. Her inner walls convulsed around him in a rapid, milking series of spasms that pulled a guttural groan from Nolan.
With a final, driving thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, and filled her with his cum, a hot, pulsing flood that sent a fresh wave of violent shudders through her petite frame.
Her back arched violently, her body rigid and quaking, her fingers curling into claws against his chest as she took every last drop.
Finally, she collapsed onto his chest, boneless and panting, her entire body still vibrating with the aftershocks.
A final, sated "Nyan..." sighed against his skin as she nuzzled into the crook of his neck, completely spent and utterly claimed.
From the edge of the bed, a plaintive whine cut through the heavy air. "Master...?" Linda's voice was thick with need. Her huge, heavy breasts strained as she leaned forward, her hard nipples already pebbled with anticipation.
With a soft, wet sound, Nolan withdrew his slick dick from her cum-filled cunt. He gave his cat girl one last, soothing stroke along her spine before turning his full attention to his eager dog girl.
Rachel, purring and limp, nuzzled deeper into his neck as he gently eased her to the side. She curled into a contented ball.
As soon as Rachel was settled, Linda surged forward, her movements all eager, clumsy energy compared to Rachel's feline grace. She pushed Nolan onto his back and straddled his hips, her warm, wet core already seeking him out.
"Master, please," she panted, her tongue lolling out in a quick, panting gasp. "Linda has been such a good girl, watching so patiently. Please, reward your good girl."
Her hands gripped his shoulders for balance as she guided him to her entrance. She was just as wet, her readiness a testament to the show she'd just witnessed.
"Ah! Yes! Master!" she barked out, her voice louder, less controlled than Rachel's purrs.
She rode him furiously, her full, heavy breasts bouncing with every frantic movement. Nolan's hands found their way to her generous curves, gripping the solid flesh of her hips, helping her set a punishing pace.
"Are you my good girl?" Nolan grunted, his own control fraying again under her relentless assault.
"The best girl!" she cried out, her head thrown back. "Your loyal dog! Ruff! Only for you, Master! Only your cock makes Linda feel this full!"
She leaned forward, bracing herself above him, her chest heaving. Then she whispered with a horny tone, "Mark me too, Master! Fill your dog! I need it! I need your seed!"
Her words, so direct and needy, shattered the last of his restraint. He could feel the familiar heat coiling tight in his core again, spurred on by her desperate, driving hips and the lewd, slapping sounds of their union.
"Linda... I'm close!" he warned, his voice a ragged growl.
"Good! Do it!" she howled, her body beginning to tremble violently. "Let it go, Master! Fill your bitch! I'm... I'm gonna... Awooo!"
Her body spasmed, her back arching sharply as her inner muscles clamped down on him with a series of powerful, rhythmic contractions, milking him with brute force.
With a final, guttural roar, Nolan erupted inside her, his release triggering a second, even more violent wave of convulsions through her powerful frame. She moaned loudly, as she felt the hot pulse of his cum flooding her depths.
Finally, spent and trembling, she collapsed forward onto his chest, her body heavy and warm. She nuzzled her face into his neck with a soft, contented whine.
Of course, Nolan wouldn't be satisfied with just that, and soon his cock rose again. This time around, none of the girls had more energy to keep trying to act, so they just had their normal sex.
The next day, Rachel wouldn't even be able to get up on her own.
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