Mrs. Katswell /pco/ fic 2

The scent of bleach and other cleaning appliances clung to the air. The sound of a brush scraping against tile was heard as a middleaged feline worked on the floor. On her hands and knees, she worked at cleaning the grime and grout hiding between the tiles, making sure to not miss a spot. Her hands and elbows ached from the constant washing, but it was spring cleaning, and she had been shirking her duties on maintaining a clean and respectable house. Thankfully, she didn’t have much floor to clean, seeing as only the kitchen needed the most work to be done. Still, the woman had plans later in the evening, and she didn’t want to be smelling like fruit-scented stain removers.

“Come on you!” The woman fumed, rubbing vigorously against a stubborn spot. She gripped her cleaning scrubber and went to work. She could feel sweat begin to bead on her forehead, a sign that maybe she was trying to hard in getting rid of one spot. Still, she knew she wouldn’t be satisfied until the blemish was gone for good. “AGH! Just go away!” Her eyes got right up next to it, daring any remnants of it to remain. As if mocking her, she could still detect parts of the blackened dirt. She let out a tired groan and sat back up on her knees, breathing out a hefty breath.

“If I had some help this would go by so much quicker! Where did that man run off to…?” The female cat turned, eyeing a figure moving behind her. His footsteps fell softly on the carpeted hallway floor before appearing in the archway to the kitchen.

“Hey, Kathy! How goes the cleaning?” A college aged shibi dog stood behind her, sipping on a box of juice. He put a hand in his pocket and surveyed the floor, letting out a sharp whistle. “Clean enough to eat off of!” The cat smiled and wiped her forehead off on her arm.

“I try! Would be better if I had some help though!” Her passive-aggressiveness was registered by the man who took a step back.

“Hey, ‘I’d only get in the way’ is what you said!” He took another sip from the juice box and walked behind the girl. “You’re doing a great job, though! You should get a reward for it!” The woman laughed, going back to work.

“Yeah, Will. I’d sure love a reward for this! But I guess just a thank you is good enough, though.” Her voice trailed off, still with hints of irritation. The man placed his box on the counter and placed his hands on his hips, eyeing the girl’s extended backside.

“You’re right. It’s not good enough, is it?”

The next thing Mrs. Katswell knew, a pair of hands grabbed her by the beltloop, slightly lowered by the movements of her tail. Before she could protest, her pants were pulled down to her knees, exposing her big bottom as well as a pair of white panties.

“W-Will?! What are you doing!?” She contested, looking back at him. “This isn’t the time for that!!”

“I’m just giving you an appropriate thank you! He grabbed a handful of flesh, squeezing it in between his fingers. “Besides, we both like it when I do this.”

“Nynnn.” She cooed. “You’re…you’re a jerk.” She let out a contented sigh as he continued to grope her. His fingers dug into her ass, squeezing and pulling the large mounds. “Keep…keep going…”

The male dog let out a small chuckle. “You’ve got such a nice butt too…” Mrs. Katswell gasped abruptly as he pulled down her underwear in one swift movement. Her pink pussy was beginning to show the signs of excitement. Her butthole, a darker shade of pink, was hidden in between the cheeks he was still caressing.

“Will! We can’t do that here! I-I just washed the floors!” The woman’s legs shook with her protest.

“Don’t you worry, I’m just going to do some cleaning myself.”

“Wha-what do you mean?” Her questions were answered as she felt an intrusion into her buttocks. Will’s thumb dug into the orifice, wiggling around, loosening it up. “Will!? N-not there! It’s too dirty!!” Her face burned bright red from being exposed like this. Never in her years, including her previous marriage, had anyone done this. Sure there were some attempts by her ex-husband, but she always shot him down. Why was she allowing this college student access to a place she had never admitted anyone before? Was it because he was a different species? The answer eluded her, all she could feel were his hands eagerly playing with her rump like a child in a candy store. She unknowingly purred and her tail playfully patted at his face. His thumb began to push into her; it wasn’t as painful as she had worried.

“Just relax, Katherine. Leave everything to me.” She heard him whisper. His hot breath on her bare backside made goosebumps form on her skin, making her fur stand up. His muzzle lowered, inches away from her woman hood. His tongue drew forward, sliding across her skin. Collecting the nectar oozing out of her.

“Oh dear, you’re such a tease!” She exclaimed. She laid herself down onto the tiled floor, resting on her breasts. The excitement from her lover and the coldness from the floor made her nipples poke out of the shirt she was wearing. She could feel them rubbing against the floor as his tongue made her whole form shudder in pleasure. Before she could get further into it, Will’s tongue moved from her sopping wet cunt up to her ass. A surprised gasp was all she had time to utter before she felt it plunge into her depths. Her head shot up and her back arched as this warm, wet appendage made its way deeper in her. Her mouth hung open; the foreign sensation rolled her eyes into the back of her head.

“W…W…Will! Wha-? What…what are you…?” Her butt shook as his tongue wriggled about. Her body tightened around it, not knowing what else to do.

“Like I thed,” He replied, his tongue a bit preoccupied. “I’m helping you out.”

“You…you’re such a brat!” She teased, grinding her ass against his face. She could feel him start to struggle, which only spurred her on further. His arms twisted around her thighs, locking her in his grip. She smiled, amused at how much he was into this. Before long, she could feel a pressure building up in her nether region. “Am…am I actually going to climax from this?!” She asked herself, through labored moans. Her pussy dripped onto the floor, a tiny pool formed from the liquid descending from her snatch.

“I can theel you thaking, honey.” She heard him mutter, still tonguing her ass. The vibrations from his voice going through his tongue made her shudder even more. “Let it all out.” His words were so…perverted and yet it only turned her on even more. Being serviced like this so spontaneously, so suddenly. He shoved his tongue even deeper now inside of her, lapping parts of her that she had no idea could feel this good.

“You-ah! You…you devil! Mmn-!” She bit her lip, trying to silence herself as she felt an overwhelming sensation take her.  Her tail wrapped around his neck, keeping him still as she felt an orgasm shoot through her like electricity. Her chin rested on her chest burrowed into the tiled floor, dampened with the cleaning products she just used. After what a few moments of labored breathing, Mrs. Katswell finally regained her composure.

“That…that was…!” She was silenced as the male retracted his tongue from her, an embarrassing “pop!” noise could be heard as he smiled confidently.

“Glad you liked it! Always happy to help, dear!” He stood up, watching her bottom shake. “Whenever you’re done, I can give you show you even more of my ‘appreciation.’” With that, he turned and strode out of the kitchen, leaving the adult cat with her pants around her knees and her ass up in the air. Her tongue hung out of her mouth, drooling absentmindedly.

“You…you little p-punk…”