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unprotected
sex with a near stranger. While this is certainly fun in fantasy, it's
dangerous in real life. Please, "Wrap it up. Every time."

MF, Consentual, Oral, First

Kitten wandered down an old street, smiling at the children as they
played, careless of the dirty, miserable world they lived in. Who knew
what
drew him to that wasting part of the city. Perhaps... he knew what he
was
looking for... And where he would find it. Not on a conscious level,
but he
knew.
As if summoned, Kitten turned to face a tall, Georgian style tenant
building, and wound his way to the under-street stairwell that would
lead him
to something... something... unique.
Without knocking, he went into the first and only door down those
stairs.
He wandered around the dim room, his nose twitching with musty old
smells of
yellowed book pages and antique wood, mixed in with a touch of dust and
candle smoke. He found himself in the small kitchen, lazily letting his
gaze
slither over the few counters and stove. The pilot light flickered in
protest to this new presence, but Kitten was far more interested in the
various foods. He easily identified almost all of them as aphrodisiacs,

among his favourites strawberries and cinnamon apples, which weren't
technically under that category, but he felt them to be close enough.
After sampling some of his unknowing patron's wares, Kitten meandered
over
to the bedroom, to see what he might find.
"Hello," came a sweet voice he thought was almost sensuous.
Kitten, never one to be stunned, smiled back. "I'm Kitten."
The woman's laugh came gently, not mocking or condescending at the
odd
moniker for a male, but still amused. "Well, I'm Hellen. Come sit by
me, my
little kitty."
Kitten folded his feet and legs up underneath him as he planted
himself on
the feather bed. His neck curving so he looked up at her through his
thick
eyebrows and long lashes.
Without hesitation or warning, Hellen leaned over to match and licked
his
lips. "Mmmm. You've been in my strawberries. Be careful. Those are
aphrodisiacs."
"I know that," Kitten responded, indignant that she would assume he
didn't
know something as simple as that.
Rather than surprise or sorrow, a look of mischief came over Hellen's

face. "Let's see what else you know." She pulled her shirt over her
head,
revealing two beautiful, round breasts, cradled by a soft, silky bra.
Kitten immediately began to massage them through the fabric, landing
soft
kisses across her collar bones and just above the edge of the bra.
Having worshipped her breasts, Kitten arched his neck and stretched
to
greedily suck and kiss Hellen's mouth. Hellen kissed back, and pulled
away,
taking in a gasp of air before turning her head to gently suck the side
of
Kitten's neck, moving up to give his ear lobe a slow, teasing lick.
Kitten
laughed, pulling her against him, and nuzzling the nape of her neck. As

Hellen ran her nails gently down his back, Kitten began to nibble on her
neck
as he unsnapped her jeans. One of his hands slipped down Hellen's
belly,
coming to rest on her panties. They were the satiny, slippery kind,
and
Kitten intended to make them even more slippery.
Hellen moaned in ecstacy as he began to rub, pushing into her with
two
fingers, but limited by the cloth. She began to push against him,
wanting to
have anything of his inside of her. Kitten took his fingers away,
drawing a
disappointed look of protest from Hellen. He grinned and returned her
smile
by slipping his and down the front of her undies, sending two fingers
directly to her slit, pumping them in and out the whole length.
Somehow,
during this episode, Hellen's bra had come off, and her breasts with
their
hardened nipples shook with every shiver sent through her body.
Kitten's
free hand, which had likely been the one to remove her bra, now slid
down her
back, drawing the close-trimmed nails against her skin. He slipped down
her
panties and massaged her ass, one of the aspects he came to appreciate
of
this particular playmate.
The same hand began to pull away Hellen's panties. She lay down,
enjoying
Kitten's ministrations and making it easier for him to finish stripping
her.
Kitten pulled out his now drenched fingers, and gave them an
experimental
sniff while the amused Helen looked on, wondering how someone so
innocent
could be so damn good. To Hellen's pleasant surprise, her new friend,
carefully stuck his muscular tongue out and gave his fingers a little
taste.
In a few moments he had sucked his hand clean.
With a curious/eager/greedy look on his face, Kitten turned toward
the
source of the new, tasty flavour. Knowing he would probably be as good
at
this as he was at kissing, Hellen spread her legs apart just enough to
let
Kitten crawl in between her thighs and bend down, happily licking and
sucking
at her core. With little experience, Kitten soon found which areas
cause her
to surrender more cream, and he soon had her holding him in place with
her
legs and hands, nearly smothering her against her cunni. Suddenly her
body
tensed and relaxed, a wash of desire pouring from her, eagerly lapped up
by
Kitten. Hellen panted as he gave her a last lick and crawled over her,
kissing her sweat-drenched face and neck and shoulders and breasts.
As Hellen began to recover, she found Kitten on top of her, kissing
her
anywhere he could. With and ferocity that surprised and very nearly
frightened Kitten, Hellen practically tore his shirt over his body and
pulled
at his baggy pats which instantly fell from his slender figure. He
gladly
shucked them aside, closely followed by his briefs.
Kitten pulled her close, her breasts and hardened nipples pressed
against
his chest. he stopped moving for a moment and looked at her.
"What's wrong, Kitten, love?"
"Nothing." He smiled. "I like how you feel against me."
Hellen laughed. "You've felt nothing yet." She rolled on top of
him,
Kissing him as deeply as she could, their tongues frantically playing
with
each other. Hellen lifted herself up and placed Kitten's shaft at the
very
entrance to her. already he was breathing heavily from the incredible
feel
of her pussy lips beginning to open up for him.
Hellen took in just his head, sliding up and down on that for a few
strokes, coaxing several ragged breaths from the inexperienced Kitten.
She
pulled up, and just as Kitten was going to tell her how incredible that
had
felt, she slammed down on him, taking his entire member in at once. The

shock caused Kitten to gasp and sit upright, instinctively latching onto

Hellen, the side of is face buried between her breasts as deeply as his
peter
was in her pussy. Kitten's breaths were quick and short, he hadn't
expected
something as powerful as this. Hellen smiled and soothed him, stroking
his
soft, black hair. She would have to go easy on this playmate.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you," she purred, while
simultaneously starting to slowly, gently move up and down Kitten's
shaft.
But it didn't take long for him to adjust to her. After Hellen had
pistoned
on top of Kitten a few times, he leaned back and started to lift and
pull to
match and, in fact--encourage--Hellen's voracity. She pounded herself
down
on Kitten as he thrust his hips up to meet her. Hellen moaned and
gasped,
the sides of her hole squeezing and gripping Kitten as they went faster
still.
Kitten felt her closing on him, milking him, and he instinctively
held
onto her and pushed as far into her as he could, pouring his warm seed
into
her, causing her to climax. She felt him filling her and felt her own
self
pouring down onto him.
They stayed like that for several seconds that just stretched on and
on.
Finally, Hellen collapsed on top of Kitten, both breathing hard and
heavy,
satisfied to a new level, and for the first time in Kitten's case.
Hellen
pulled off of the slightly less turgid Kitten, and lay beside him,
staring at
the ceiling.
Kitten recovered first, turning to his side and exploring Hellen's
body
with one of his hands. He touched her all over, before finally leaning
over
her and using his mouth to continue his explorations. She smiled down
at him
as he, oblivious, continued to play with her entire body. She would
enjoy
this new playmate for as long as he cared to stay.