I Unintentionally Became Her Kitten

Chapter 13: (18+) The Kittens Second Time

TLDR at bottom <3

After dinner, I retreated up to the bedroom again, feeling unsure of the individual in the other room, whom I had never met. I went back to paging through the cookbook and winding down. It had been a good day. I had spent quite a bit of time able to simply exist with Alisha, even if there were some sticky points. 

When she came upstairs she picked out a towel and her nightly pajamas before starting to slip off into her bathroom. She shut the door behind her, the glass instantly turning frosted and opaque-like.

I looked longingly at her vague silhouette on the other side. It would barely register as a human form to most.

With a sigh, I turned back to the cookbook I’d been reading. Alisha probably wasn’t in the mood anyway. She’d probably had so many partners come up into this room where she could do things to them. I shuddered in a mixture of disgust and pleasure. I didn’t like the idea of other people getting her love, but the mere thought of her touching anyone was enough to make my skin flush a bit.

I took a breath. Alisha had a past. There had probably been other companions to her, I was going to need to accept that.

After a while I leaned my head back on the bed. The pillows were incredibly soft. They must’ve been luxury brands or otherwise expensive. My eyes closed for a while, letting my brain rest.

The bathroom door clicked open, pulling me back to the real world for a few minutes as Alisha gently patted her hair with some kind of soft cloth.

“How are you doing, Kitten?” she asked as she wandered over to the bed.

I blinked sleepily at her, then sat up with some effort.

She sat on the side of the bed and leaned over.

I shifted to allow her to kiss me and got a very passionate kiss on my lips.

This close I could smell her soap and hair products. They were all subtle scents. I thought lavender and cucumber were both buried there somewhere.

She continued to press her lips against mine. Hers were so soft and warm. I felt like I was starting to melt as she crept deeper into me.

My lips parted to take a breath and her tongue slipped past them again, instantly sending a torrent of hormones through me.

A sound escaped me. Not quite a moan or a whimper, but not far off either and she gently nipped my bottom lip.

“Are you feeling frisky at all?” she asked and her lips started to kiss along my neck.

I swallowed. I didn’t expect my second time to come so soon after my first… but then again we were in the moment. Did it really matter much that I was inexperienced when my nerves were already trembling in anticipation.

With a nod I scooched closer to her, setting the book aside as her hands started to pull at my back.

She planted kisses on my lips, then my neck making a sudden warm feeling grow between my legs. I did my best to return the kisses and occasionally nibbled at her skin, trying to find some way to make her as pleasured as I was. She definitely looked a bit flushed, and occasionally moaned encouragingly, but she didn’t seem to get lost in the sensations the same way I did.

“Is there anything you wanted to try?” she whispered as she was unhooking my bra strap behind me.

I shook my head. I’d take anything that had her hands on me.

“Nothing?” she murmured and drew her lips down my neck again.

I tilted my head back to give her better access as my bra was slipping down. Not yet off, but not doing much to restrain my breasts either. I felt them brushing against the fabric now, nipples stiffening from the torrent of sensations going on. 

After my silence stretched on for too long she shifted and pulled at my shirt and bra to take them away.

I blushed, unable to control the insecurity around being naked.

She ran her face along my neck again and I relaxed.

Her tongue licked along my cleavage, leaving a rapidly cooling trail in its wake.

I controlled a moan, suddenly really wanting her mouth on my nipples, or her hands, or anything to pleasure my breasts.

Then she pulled away, leaving me panting.

She had a little smile on her face. I didn’t get to see her smile very often but this was almost a mischievous kind of expression as she got up. Her towel was still wrapped around her as she went over to her closet.

I sat up, wondering what she was getting, but my question was answered as soon as she came back with what was very obviously a sex toy.

“How about this?” she offered and sat next to me.

I looked at the bright blue colored piece of silicone in her hand. It was obviously some kind of dildo-like item, but she rotated it in her hand to click a button on it and it began vibrating.

I couldn’t help but snicker and she gave me another quick kiss before pushing me back on the bed.

“Wait,” I managed and pushed myself up on my elbows. “Don’t you want something, too?”

“You think we can’t share?” she teased, and gently put a hand on my chest to ease me back down.

I couldn’t help but let out a huff and lick my lips briefly. She started tugging at my pants and managed to get them off. The cool air immediately attacked all of my flushed skin, especially where the moisture was accumulating between my legs.

She eased my legs apart, soothing me with some gentle kisses to my knees as she kneeled between them.

“You’re an excited Kitty,” she commented after examining my pussy. 

That was somehow more embarrassing than being excited for a piece of candy-colored plastic.

She kissed along my inner legs again teasing me as I squirmed. She seemed to be enjoying the view at least as I moaned quietly and held back the instinct to mash my crotch to her face.

Something poked at my entrance and I shuddered. It was too small to be the toy but to firm to be her tongue, not to mention she was currently still kissing at my thigh. Her finger, I realized, pushed in. I shivered at the sensation. My fingers were the only thing to ever explore in there like that and I hadn’t been very good at pleasuring myself, at best getting a vague release as a climax but never like what I’d had last night. Alisha’s finger though delved deeper than I usually did. They were longer than mine and manicured quite short so she could rub along the sides of the tunnel without hurting me.

I reached up with a hand to cover my mouth as another sound escaped me.

“You like my finger, hm?” she teased. 

I nodded. My voice wasn’t to be trusted at the moment.

She pulled out just to slide two fingers in next, exploring more area. My body vibrated involuntarily as she did so. They went deep, pressing at different areas experimentally.

I moaned loudly at some while others were just nice but nothing special. Then she pulled those two fingers out and gave me a few more kisses.

She picked the toy up and rolled it between her hands briefly before pushing against my knee again to keep me spread.

The blue tip was cold as it pressed against my entrance.

I froze in anticipation. My nerves were already electrified and I desperately needed more of this. Alisha held a hand against my thigh to push. My body took the toy slowly. There was a little discomfort at first then once it was a few inches in, the rest glided without restraint. This time I moaned without meaning to, getting caught off guard at the pleasure that shot into me.

Alisha shifted between my legs, spreading her own for self-pleasure reasons. Then she pulled the toy out slowly.

It felt good, there was no easy way to describe it. The slippery rubbing was delicious and when she pushed it back in, I couldn’t help but make more sounds and asked her for more.

I heard the toy’s button click and the already intense feeling multiplied. I squirmed at first, unready for the assault on my nerves, but once I relaxed, I was left even more of a quivering mess.

“I like the sounds you make,” Alisha said. The toy pushed in deeper and I braced as the hilt began to press against my entrance. The vibrations spread from just my vagina to my clit as well and another of my embarrassing moans slipped out before I put a hand over my mouth.

She pulled it out again, slowly, leaving my body clinging to it desperately. I managed to breathe as she did so. Her lips pressed against my thigh again before she shifted to hold the vibrator in her other hand and pushed her free fingers between her legs.

I wanted to watch, to see the faces she made as she played with herself but my back arched when she pushed in again and my eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure wave tried to tear down the barrier between me an orgasmic bliss, but fell infuriatingly short.

I gasped once I could take another breath in and felt the toy sliding away. In its absence I heard the wet sounds from Alisha and felt the bed gently shaking with her vigorous movements.

Was she just using her fingers? I wondered but rapidly lost the thought again when she pushed in and my entire being felt like magma, desperately trying to push out of a volcano.

This was more intense than the other night and I was getting unsure. There was fear starting to leak into the pleasure. Would I orgasm? The pleasure was so much, if I did I might break. But if I didn’t…?

I moaned with another thrust just to feel Alisha’s desperate motions as she pulled it away. The wave of magma crashed against that barrier again, closer than ever to pushing it away.

“Alisha,” I panted. I needed to orgasm. I didn’t care if it broke my body, my brain was going to break at this rate. “Ahn,” I cut the moan short as she forced the toy in deep, faster this time, seemingly to my request. She held it there as it vibrated against my sensitive parts, making my brain swirl in a hot, heavy whirlpool.

The toy withdrew but only halfway before pushing back in.

My toes curled as the magma wasn’t allowed to settle this time. The new thrust only made it hotter, expanding to fill every fiber of my being.

Another half-withdrawal and then.

“Ahh!” The toy pushed in and my body reacted violently. There was no sense of time, the moment felt like forever. My breath caught as my legs stretched further apart. I could feel the vibrations still, but I could also feel my body grabbing at the toy hungrily, I pressed against it, wanting to draw the moment out as long as possible and Alisha complied, hitting that button again to turn the vibration up.

Then things calmed, and I gasped in some air, sweat dripping down my legs as the world came back into view.

Alisha pulled the toy out with a freshly wet sound and set it aside a moment as she investigated me.

“What are you–?” I started to ask as she was examining my crotch with a great deal of interest but I stopped as she leaned forward and licked the fluids that had leaked out of me.

I trembled. It wasn’t the same kind of pleasure but it was gentle on my oversensitive nerves. Her tongue slid between my folds, around my clit and even into my opening briefly to lick the excess fluid away.

She was still rubbing between her legs with her other hand, making my stomach hurt from a simultaneous want-of-rest and want-of-more.

Alisha’s breathing hitched and she drew away from my crotch, just to lean her forehead against my thigh.

Her face was flushed. I wanted to reach down and help her, but didn’t know how.

She pulled her hand away from her insides, a thin trail of sparkling fluid trailing behind and she crawled over me, so we were face to face.

I kissed her, feeling her hand fumbling around where she had dropped the toy until she found it and pulled it back with her. There was no hesitation to slide it into her body with my fluids still on it. Only a relieved sigh as she got situated with it and turned it on.

I nibbled on her neck as she almost looked like she struggled with it in an invisible battle between pleasure and release. Her head tilted to bury against my neck as she let out a low moan. I held her as she started to shake and finally twitch a few times, pushing against the toy with a voracity I recognized. And then she slowed, and panted against my skin.

“Did you… finish?” I asked.

She nodded, silently and slowly pulled the toy out and set it aside. Then she released me just to lay down and put an arm around me.

“I enjoyed spending time with you today,” she mumbled against my skin. “You know those clothes are only going to make it harder for me to resist you.”

I already felt flushed but still felt sheepish. “I had fun, too,” I told her.

I wanted to say, ‘I think I love you,’ but couldn’t bring myself to. That was too much, especially since I wasn’t sure if this was lust or true love. With how much I felt like pudding right then, I wouldn’t be able to decide. It would be a question to ponder in the morning. But right then: sleep.

TLDR: Alisha does penetrative sex on Kitten with a vibrating dildo and when Kitten is finished uses it on herself to orgasm. Kitten admits to herself its unclear if she likes Alisha as a person or only as a lover but does feel strong sentiments toward her.