My Kitten

[Mi****]

Wearing nothing but cat ears and a tail she walks into my life, her cute little nose and whiskers all perked up just right.

She crawls to me, bathing herself along the way, she looks at me with those eyes that brighten my day.

She pounces on top of me, tearing off all my clothes, what fun, what hype, it’s going to be a show.

I caress, I lick, I give a little bite, the mood we’re in, feeling just right.

I grab the rope begin to tie and the knots aren’t too tight, but they’ll hold fair enough if she puts up a fight.

She begs, she gasps, she squeals, knowing the more she struggles the more we’ll feel.

I drop down, I go to town, turning her frown upside down, knowing that her master is enjoying claiming his ground.

She cums with shudders, soaking wet, purring loud and proud, Her body arches, tail goes wild, lost inside the cloud.

I cut her loose, she goes wild, bantering laughter just like a child, a feral kitten is on the prowl and she’s about to feast like a night owl.

She stalks her prey, I’m locked in her sight, pretty sure we’re about to have the wildest time tonight.

She straddles fast, riding hard, hips grinding with that sway, Tail whipping round my waist, pulling me in to stay.

I flip her quick and pin her down, wrists held high above, Thrusting deep and claiming all, getting lost in this feral love.

We collapse in tangled limbs, fur, sweat, and satisfied sighs, Her head upon my chest, soft purring as she nuzzles high.

A wicked lick along my neck, that grin returns so sly — “Round two already, Master? This kitten’s ready to fly.”