A Catgirl is Fine Too

"...fuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckfuckfuckfuckfuckFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK---"
>the room filled with silence, save for the noises coming from the TV screen
>she had one kill left before she would win
>the werecat beside you grinned in confidence like she always does when you're cornered
"[30 SECONDS REMAINING]" the announcer of the game cried
>30 more seconds
>30 seconds and you win
>you just have to stay alive and stay away from her and her rocket launcher
>the screen brightened as the splash damage from her rocket knocked out your shields
>the brightness turned to darkness as your character slipped into a cavern, away from her range so you could regenerate them
"[10 SECONDS REMAINING]"
>you were so close
>you couldn't afford to lose now, the consequences were too great
>suddenly her character appeared in the corner of your vision
>like a marionette you swung towards her and unleashed a hail of bullets
>you could hear the timer counting down the final seconds
>but then you saw it
>the blast would be close enough that it would kill you both
"---DON'T!"
"[GAME OVER!]"
>the controller sailed through the air before landing harmlessly in a pile of cushions
>you flopped back onto the carpet, hands splayed out
<"Nyahahahahaha!"
>your longtime friend Amber cackled at your unceremonious defeat
"Yeah, yeah, fuck you too."
>she continued to giggle while stretching her back and arms, a habit which you always found unsurprisingly cat-like
>her auburn colored tail stood high and flicked happily at her victory
>you let her savor the moment for a bit before getting to the heart of the matter
"Alright, a deal is a deal."
>her ears, which matched her tail and hair, swiveled to the sound of your voice while her tail lowered slightly
"'What is thy bidding, my master?'"
>you quoted the lowest hanging fruit on the movie quote tree, which never failed to get a laugh out of her
>but the way she giggled in response was different, somehow
>her tail swished slowly, side to side
>she was nervous, thinking something over
>you waited
>after all, you were the one who proposed the competition
>'One match, 1v1, winner gets to give one order to the other, no questions asked, no refusal'
>as devious as a bet this was, you swear you had no ill intention
>you couldn't make the moves on her, you two had been 'just friends' for far too long
>it was almost like she was your sister
>and no, you weren't into incest
>you planned to win, then merely have her cook you a massive dinner spread
>she was an amazing chef, and everything you ever got to try from her kitchen was glorious
>and she loved to cook, despite being shy about how others would like it
>how you wished you could eat that cooking every day
<"Anon, do you remember middle school?"
>her question brought you back from your reverie
"Middle school? Sure, vaguely. We hung out nearly every day after class at the playground or our houses."
>she laughs a little, her back still turned towards you
<"I guess we did, huh? Do you remember when we used to have competitions like this?"
>you took a moment to reminisce about days long past, a nostalgic smile slowly spreading across your face
"Yeah, we would race around the park, run obstacle courses, play old shooters on my Xbox, stuff like that."
>Amber nodded
<"Do you remember who almost always won those matches?"
>now it was your turn to laugh
"I guess that would be me, haha."
>she nodded again
<"When I won, though, do you remember what happened?"
"Remember what happened? I can't say anything specific comes to mind other than congratulating you."
<"So you don't remember?"
>you thought a little harder, since this had become a strangely serious conversation
"I remember that you won more and more often during high school, and now that we've graduated you're starting to beat me at all my own games."
>you expected at least a little giggle here, but Amber just remained still, her tail flicking and curling lazily
<"...Anon, can you pat my head?"
>you sat up
"Huh?"
<"I want you to pat my head."
>now this was strange
>why now of all times?
>you used to do this all the time as kids
>she was just like a cat, how could kid you resist patting a cat and scratching its ears?
>your hand reached over her head
"Like this?"
>firmly but gently you pressed your palm on her hair and began massaging with your fingers
>Amber breathed in sharply, as if she were not expecting it
<"Y-yes, like that."
"Okay."
>for the next 5 minutes or so you devoted your attention to her scalp and soft ears, making sure to reach every spot on her head a few times over
>she had begun purring at one point or another, a low rumbling which reverberated through her body into your arm and through the whole room
>orange sunlight streamed in through the open windows, a breeze danced across your skin
>you began to pay more attention to her ears, scratching firmly around their bases and stroking up the tips
>she was still facing away from you, but her body had leaned so far back she might as well be resting on you
>her body was ridiculously warm now, and you could feel her tail wrapping itself around your free arm
>slowly but surely, you felt it trying to drag that hand around her waist
<"...A-anon..."
"Y-yeah?"
>she cocked her head slightly under your fingers
<"R-r-... R-rub my stomach."
>you were practically there already, so you just pressed the hand on the yellow shirt covering her waist and began moving in slow circles
>you hadn't thought it possible, but her purring got noticably louder
>her tail detached itself from your hand and repositioned itself around your waist as she scooted right into your lap
>she was really warm
>and soft
>and smelled vaugely of vanilla
>you continued to attend to her head, ears, and midsection while she writhed atop you
>the beating in your chest had already nearly doubled from mere minutes ago
>the last time you did this was nothing like this
>wait
>when was the last time you pet her?
>it must have---
>oh
>so that's what she meant
>it must have been sometime when she had beaten me in one of our games just after highschool started
>usually you would have congratulated her with a pat on the head
>but you must have been pretty sour after whatever loss it was to just neglect it
>and since then you couldn't pull up any memories of petting her like you used to
>what an odd demand
>of all things, this is what Amber wanted
>you smiled at how silly it was, and almost opened your mouth to make fun of her
>but then she shifted her hips in a way you were not expecting, and your hands stopped
>you could do nothing when she definitely felt the bulge in your jeans that had been there for the past few minutes
>you could do nothing when she completely seized up in your lap
>the purring stopped
>you couldn't see her face
>the wind blew through the open window, causing one ear to twitch involuntarily in the utter silence
>you were at an impasse
>this course of action was not in the contingency plan
>but anything you said now would just make the situation worse
>and anything you did would just make things more complicated
>so you waited, heart beating like a jackhammer
<"A-anon."
>you swallowed a lump of saliva like a rock
<"...Keep patting me."
>something in your head short circuited with a brilliant white spark, but nonetheless your hands began their ministrations once again
>the purring resumed, vibrating through her body now pressed into your chest
>her hips began gyrating, deliberately nudging the restricted stiffness in your pants
>her tail snaked under your shirt and rewrapped itself around your waist
>you were entirely focused on the body before you
>everything about her addled your senses, preventing you from paying attention to anything else
<"L-lower."
>her hand suddenly found your wrist and pulled it downwards
>your hand now ran circles just under her navel, all the while scratching and stroking her ears
>she squirmed more than before, making you even less aware of anything other than her body against yours
<"...L-l-lower..."
>your wrist was again tugged further
>your fingers entered dangerous territory now, placed under the fabric of her athletic shorts and atop her underwear
>rather than gyrating now, she was sliding back and forth, pressing into your hand as you rubbed
>her breath hitched in her throat every cycle
>your own body seemed to be on fire
<"...Nnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh..."
>she made a noise you had never heard before, what could only be described as a cross between whine and moan
>it was something that stirred something deep within you
>without prompting, you slid your hand even further
>right between her thighs
>it was wet
>the hand around your wrist tightened as you stroked down across the patch of damp cloth
<"NNNNNNNNNnnnnnnnnnnaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh..."
>she let out that strange noise once again as you dragged your fingers back up
>you repeated the action, eliciting continuous ragged breaths from the catgirl in your lap
>more minutes passed as the hand around your wrist and tail around your waist progressively tightened and her noises gained higher and higher pitches
<"WAI-wa-wait, s-s-stop!"
>like a deer caught in headlights you froze, completely taken by surprise
>Amber heaved a number of heavy breaths before gently pulling your hand out of her shorts and unwrapping her tail from you
>your mind was still entirely fixated on her, so you could do nothing but stare when she stood from your lap
>she turned to face you
>her eyes were so brilliantly blue and slightly glazed as she stared back
>her modest chest rose and fell deeply and steadily
>the yellow cotton tee soaked with sweat adhered about her form
>her tail curled and flicked back and forth nearly parallel to her spine
>she was a sight to behold
>eventually she went over to the door to her room
>and locked it
>she took a long and deep breath before making her way back
>you were still sitting flat on your ass, at a loss as to what to do or say
>but she took the initiative
>like the cat she so closely resembled, she knelt down on hands and knees
>crawling slowly, closing the distance between your faces
>her eyes trained on yours, you couldn't mistake the desire set deep within them
>as she passed between your knees and drew closer, you couldn't help but lean back the closer and more intimate her face became
>your head bumped against the edge of her bed
>she was now completely on top of you, your eyes level and mere centimeters from one another
>you suddenly realized your heart was bashing itself against your ribs like a bird against a closed window
>she was so close, but now unmoving
>waiting
>you licked your lips
>and brought them forward, into hers
>they were soft, but a little dry
>you barely had the time to register the thought before the hesitant kiss ended
>her eyes were just as beautiful as before
>her breath splashed against your face
>she smelled of vanilla
>you wanted more
>you pressed forward again, firmer this time
>longer this time
>until the contact was severed by a short gasp of air, only to resume once again
>the temperature in your brain reached boiling point when your tongue met hers
>slowly moving forward, you resumed your seating position
>she was purring now, straight through your connected lips
>like a motor revving in both her chest and yours
>hands now rested on your chest
>hands now rested on her hips
>one snaked its way to the base of her tail
>you could feel her tense as you gently wrapped around it
>her thighs squeezed when you squeezed, relaxed when you relaxed
>anymore of this and you swear you would go mad
>you broke the locked lips and caught your breath
"Amber."
>she looked back at you with expectation
"I want you."
>it was almost like she wasn't expecting it
>but nonetheless her hands traced down your chest and hesitantly went back to her own body
>still sitting on your waist, she gripped the hem of her shirt and lifted
>you took an eyeful of the sight
>mentally, you chastised yourself for never noticing that she had matured oh so well
>you could tell that even for the normally forward girl she was, she was bashful before you now
<"W-what?"
"You just... you really grew up."
<"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I guess it's just that I never noticed."
>for a moment she regained that playful and carefree attitude
<"Oh? You never noticed these here? You going alp or something?"
>squeezing together with her arms, she emphasized her chest
>you couldn't help but stare
>for a little longer than you should have, since Amber quickly became meek yet again
>instinctively you brought your hands forward
>but you caught yourself
"Is it alright?"
>she met your questioning gaze and tensely nodded
>they were just as soft as the rest of her body, if not more
>even through the simple white bra, your groping was certianly already having effect
>her shoulders squirmed and her hands fell to rest on your knees
>she had closed her eyes again, and scrunched her brow in concentration
>you took the opportunity to kiss her yet again
>over and over you fondled her, over and over she moaned directly into your mouth
>but there was still something in the way, something you wanted to get rid of
>you reached one hand behind her to the strange clasp between shoulderblades
>your hand fumbled away vainly trying to get it undone
>it was only slightly frustrating
>but enough for Amber to notice, it seemed
>without pausing your lip lock, she reached back and deftly undid herself
>under your hand at her front you felt the fabric loosen and fall to your lap
>you groped bare flesh now, pliant and malleable
>her breath grew huskier, and hitched each pass you made over her nipples
>you weren't sure when it happened, but it was now you who lay over her
>barely thinking now, you paused the fondle fest to cast off your own shirt
>as you reached to your belt you found Amber's hands already there
>her eyes had lust now, like a madness driving her wild
>but the release of your stiff prisoner from his cage caught her off guard
<"I guess I'm not the only one who did some growing up."
>after a few seconds of observation, which made you irrationally nervous, she took your rod into her hands
>curiously, she poked, prodded, and stroked the length
>it made you shiver to be touched like this
>vaugely pleasant sensations slowly creeped from your groin up your spine
>but soon her curiosity was sated
>and then the two of you were faced with an unspoken question
>like so many times now, you looked into her eyes searching for an answer
>all you saw was the same question, reflected back
>you knew what you wanted, but there was a very logical roadblock before you
"Amber."
<"Yeah?"
"I don't have any condoms."
>you tried to read her mind, to know what she felt, to see what she would say before it was said
>the way her ears twitched, the way her tail flicked
>even if you had succeeded, it still wouldn't have prepared you
<"...It's okay."
>she reached forward and pushed you off her slightly
>with you out of her way, she stripped her shorts and panties off
>the both of you, now completely bare before each other, didn't know what to do next
>desperately you thought of something to say
"Should we move to your bed?"
>mechanically, she nodded
>you got up off your rear while she brought herself up
>the bed was plush, a little too much for what you were used to, but certainly not uncomfortable by any means
>awkwardly you sat in the middle while Amber crawled up to you
>timidly she kissed you and wrapped her arms around your neck
>you found her hips and helped her onto your lap
>her crotch pressed right against your manhood
>you could feel the heat and moisture between your two bodies
>what a strange position you were in
>you, crosslegged on her bed and arms around her hips, and her, legs wrapped around your waist and arms around your neck
>you squeezed her hips slightly
"Are you---"
<"Yes."
"...Okay."
>leveraging as much strength as you could into your arms, you lifted her frame slightly and brought it closer
>gazing down, you did all you could to align yourself at her entrance
>properly positioned, you began to lower her
<"Mmhhhh..."
>she exhaled in concentration as she slowly wrapped around you for the first centimeter or so
>it was warm, wet, and nearly unpleasantly tight
>you quickly reached a barrier within her
>her chastity, you realized
>it made you pause
"Hey..."
<"What?"
"This is... probably going to hurt, right?"
>she shifted slightly, causing you unexpected stimulation
<"It's okay."
"Alright."
>with that, you began to let her down slowly again, pressing right against her hymen
>you could feel it stretching and tearing as you intruded further within her
<"Nnnnnn!"
>it was undoubtedly painful for her
>but soon enough she settled completely atop you, your entire length deep within her
>you realized both of you were panting, and your bodies glistened with sweat
>it took a few moments for you to grow accustomed to the sensation surrounding you
>unlike anything else you had before expereinced
>it was hot, wet, and tight, like fleshy vacuum
>Amber shifted slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position for her
>her head nuzzled into the crook of your neck
>you could feel her hot breath tickle your skin, and the rumbling vibrations from her chest to yours
>for a moment you simply sat, both growing accustomed to this foreign sensation
>but you were getting impatient
"Are you alright now?"
>nodding her head further into your neck, she replied
<"I think so."
>you slowly began to rock your hips back and forth
<"Nnh!"
>you stopped, unsure if what you did was good or bad
"Was that bad?"
<"No! It was just... weird."
>you made the same motion, eliciting another few noises between her constant purring
>steadily you began to put your back into it, lifting her a few inches every stroke
>it was tiring on your arms, but the feeling of her wrapped around you was divine, blissful
>the dull 'slap' every time your bodies met echoed over your heavy breaths and her occasional mewls
>stopping for a brief rest, you leaned back slightly and took her shoulders in yours
<"H-hey...!"
>abruptly you sealed her lips with yours, overcome by passion
>she melted into you, and began a fierce match of tonsil hockey
>all the while beginning to gyrate her hips around your length, stimulating you from all directions
>one hand made its way back down to the base of her tail, while another reached up to grasp one of the furry triangles in her sea of hair
>she tensed as you began a four directioned assault on her
>from her ears, her tail, her mouth against yours, and your rod within her
>you began bucking your hips below her, sending her jolting up and down
>you fiddled with her soft and delicate ears, scratching and massaging them
>you traced circles around the base of her tail and gently stroked the soft fur which began to wrap around your arm
>and you pressed your face to hers repeatedly, seeking her taste, her smell, her touch, her heat
>it was intoxicating
>she met your ministrations haphazardly, as if she were swept in a sea of the sensations
>her face fell away from yours to drink huge lungfuls of air
>taking the opportunity, you went for the nape of her neck, licking and nibbling her collarbone, neck, and jaw
>she moaned into your ear between heavy breaths, and you felt her sharp nails dig and claw across your back
<"A-Ah-hh...A-Anon, I-I think I'm close."
>you grunted in response
>an ache had been steadily building in your abdomen
>you pistoned in and out of her aggressively now, both hands moved to her hips
>you needed it
>it was a primal urge
>her rear slapped into your waist repeatedly, pushing you closer and closer to completion
>until that ache in your groin peaked
>you slammed yourself to the hilt within her
>she screamed in ecstacy and dragged her hands across your back
>you spasmed over and over, spilling your seed directly into her core
>for an eternity you sat, twitching, as the seemingly endless orgasm poured into her
>finally spent, your exhaled a long held breath
>Amber was panting, her hands and legs now limply draped over you
>exhausted, you sought out her lips
>the two of you shared a long and quitely passionate kiss before collapsing into the mattress
>a long moment passed, the only sensations being the draft from the open window, the warmth of her body, and her steady purring
"Hey, Amber?"
>she was hesitant to reply, and answered in a small voice
<"Yeah?"
"I might be a little late to say this, but I think your cooking is the best thing in the world."
>she stared at you, completely taken off guard
>but as quickly as that came, she broke into giggles
<"What the hell is that? We have sex and THAT'S what you tell me?"
>you chuckled
"Hey, if I had won that game I would've asked you to cook for me, you know that?"
<"Really? That's it? You made a 'no questions asked, no refusal' bet so you could have me cook for you?"
"Yup. What, were you expecting something else?"
>she sputtered embarassedly for a few seconds before falling into silence
"You know, I think I'd probably be able to eat it every day."
>her ears twitched and her tail flicked
"Would you be willing to do that for me, Amber?"
>if you could see her face, you were sure it would be painted red
<"...Okay."
>at that moment, you were the happiest man in the world