I Unintentionally Became Her Kitten

Chapter 52: (18+) A Special Reunion

TLDR at bottom~

Alisha’s alarm did its usual routine at the usual time and she did the usual stretch to grab her phone and shut it up.

But then she simply sat there and glanced down at me.

“You awake?” she asked.

I nodded and sat up a little, still sleepy. 

“Good,” she said and ran her hand along my jawline and then behind my ears.

“Mm,” I mumbled agreeingly.

She pulled a little making me sit up more before moving her hand to under my shoulder to tug me properly upright.

“Hn?” I asked.

“You've been fed and hydrated and rested now, so I get to have my way with you right?” she asked.

I nodded, a little more awake at the notion. “Lemme pee,” I managed and got myself out of the bed and wobbled over to the bathroom.

I relieved myself and got myself cleaned up properly down there before wandering back, more awake.

Alisha was upright, and smiled as I approached and held a hand out that I gravitated to and stuck my head under so her fingers sank into my hair.

“Such a good kitty,” she said.

“Mm,” I mumbled agreeably as her fingers slid along my scalp. 

“I need to make up for some lost time,” she stated calmly.

I nodded and she moved her hand down to my arm and gently pulled me on the bed, her hands resting on my hips. I leaned closer and we kissed. Her lips were soft and parted to let her tongue through and ask for entry into mine.

I opened so she could slide in and explore my mouth, pressing against my pallete and sliding along my own tongue.

I gasped a little, starved for clean oxygen and she broke our kiss to chew on my collarbone a bit.

I took a breather as she did so and fumbled to get my hands on her bare skin, running them up underneath her shirt.

Her breath shuddered and her teeth nibbled a bit more assertively.

Her hands went up to my shoulders and pushed, planting me firmly back against the mattress as she climbed on top of my thighs.

She tugged at my shirt and I leaned forward so it slid off and felt the air against my flushed skin.

She resumed attacking my collar bones as I tried not to let my head spin too fast and focused on tugging on her shirt. She permitted me to pull it over her head and chuck it away. I kissed at her neck as she started to tug at my pants and only broke apart to lift my hips for her.

“Do you mind if I just have my way with you?” she huffed, a bit winded.

“I would love you to have your way with me,” I told her. “But don't forget about yourself.”

She grinned a little and hopped off me with quite a bit of excited dexterity and disappeared into her closet. She came back a moment later with a pink vibrator which was flat on one side and curved at a different angle than they usually were. She slid out of her pants but left her frilly panties on and slid the strange looking thing in them, taking a moment to position it however it felt nice.

There was a familiar pressure starting to build inside of me just watching her go through this process and the look on her face as she got it turned on.

She got back in the bed and grabbed my wrists to pin them above me.

I squirmed a little, feeling incredibly exposed as she forced a knee between mine so my legs were apart.

She spent a moment simply shuddering before reaching down to adjust the toy, getting less flushed afterward. I could still hear it vibrating but it was at a lower frequency and her shivering stopped.

My wrists were released and she slid her other knee between mine and pushed my legs apart.

I instinctively grabbed the pillows behind my head, gripping them as my insides roiled in anticipation for whatever nefarious act she was about to unleash on my vulva. My hips shifted to spread my legs a little more comfortable as she bent down, her ass sticking upright in the air as she did so.

Her warm breath fanned against my inner thighs and the wet between them chilled. She finally stuck her tongue out and ran it along my slit.

“Nn,” I mumbled encouragingly.

Her tongue pressed deeper for a moment but couldn't reach my sensitive spots in there so she instead drew it along to my clit where it explored as my breath caught and then shuddered.

“Nn,

” I moaned louder. She sucked the nub in making the butterflies dance inside me. My hands tightened on their fistfuls of pillow. She paused a moment to get a little more comfortable, moving her hips back and then pushing on my thighs so I spread just a little beyond my range of motion, but it stretched my privates in a way that felt overwhelmingly exposing. For her, I liked that feeling. I liked the way she eyed me down there with a hunger and used her hands to push my labia apart so every nook and cranny could be examined. She used one hand to help keep me spread a bit more while the other supported her weight as she bent over again and put her face down there. She resumed her licking and continued until my toes curled and then beyond as my body spasmed. I moaned loudly as there was a rush that left me trembling. I’d gotten more used to these intense and deep orgasms so I didn’t tend to scream as much anymore.

I panted as she pulled away and readjusted the vibrator again, turning it back up before getting on top of me closer to missionary style.

She enjoyed herself, panting and running her hands over my body, sometimes up to my wrists and sometimes down to my thighs. She played with my breasts, both groping and sucking on the nipples.

The afterglow was kicking in making me warm and cuddly and as I saw her brow start to furrow with the approach of her orgasm, I pulled her down flush against me and squeezed her as her hands fisted on either side of my head and her hot breath blew across my neck.

She trembled and I pet her soothingly until there was a sharp moan followed by a frantic grinding against my thigh.

And finally she forced her hand between us to stop the vibrator.

“Mm,” I mumbled and kissed her neck a few times, tasting sweat.

“Don't worry, I'm not done,” she sighed and picked her weight up again.

“What do you mean?” I asked but she pushed my thighs apart again. “Alisha?” I squirmed again as she sat back and sucked on her fingers for a long moment before sliding them between my legs.

“I said I had to make up for lost time,” she said and slid her fingers deeper. My legs spread automatically, welcoming her.

My head tilted back and my eyes closed. The wall between me and an orgasm started to get worn down even faster this time, my body primed as she pressed to find my special place.

I gasped when she did, my back arching with the sensation.

“You’re so cute,” she teased and began her usual routine of rubbing that spot.

“Hn~” I didn’t have much control as my body shook. It was very cooperative with this treatment. We probably should’ve tried this sooner. Another shudder wracked my body. I grabbed at her free arm to help ground me. The world was fading and the pleasure was taking over. An orgasm was lingering just out of reach, even frustratingly so, but the sensations and rushes of warmth and electricity were intense.

“You’re such a good kitten,” she whispered and hooked her fingers in deeper. “Are you feeling good?”

I nodded before another moan escaped me. She had put her thumb against my clit to help draw out an orgasm. It certainly worked fast as I felt my body start to tense against my will and I gripped her arm tighter as my core went taught.

“Ah– hnn- hnn-”

I panted as the waves crashed through me. She stopped rubbing and drew her fingers out as I was still shivering. “Good girl,” she said and laid next to me.

I flushed hotter, feeling dazed now as my insides slowed their writhing. She was messing around with the vibrator in her panties but I pushed myself upright, still trembling and clumsy.

She looked up at me but didn't understand until I flopped in front of her legs and put a hand on her knee.

There was a mischievous smirk on her face.

“You want to pleasure your Alisha?” she guessed.

I nodded. My body still shivered here and there as the rush of hormones was still doing a number on me after that second orgasm.

Alisha pulled the vibrator free and then got out of her panties, flicking them off to the side. She then got comfy leaning against the pillows and spread her legs for me. Her vulva blossomed as well, making me feel a rush of hunger in my stomach.

She held a hand out and I pressed my face into it. Her fingers caressed my cheek gently before sinking into my hair again and gently fisting there to have some control over my movements.

I let her guide me closer and between her legs, sticking my tongue out teasingly so she could see it before I got close enough.

And then I was free to explore her vulva. She was dripping this time, and flushed even brighter pink, probably from already going through one orgasm. I was determined to give her a second and make up for lost time. I ran my tongue through her folds, feeling her tense at the sensation and some muscles in her pelvis flexed in response, shifting her insides around.

I licked her again, hearing her pleased shift in breathing. And then I sucked her nub into my mouth and did my best to swirl my tongue around it. I was clumsy but she still moaned in approval. I did my best to map out her pleasure spots. I found she tended to grip me tighter if I focused on the left side of her clit and relaxed if I focused on the right. 

I stuck my tongue along the left side and rubbed it against her clit as quickly as I could maintain a comfortable pace, occasionally taking a break to suck the nub into my mouth or simply rest my tongue along the underside, which seemed to be a spot of deeper but less intense pleasure.

It wasn’t long before she was back to trembling. Her fingers fisted tightly in my hair and urged me closer. I was happy to obey, hearing her breathing start to pick up and catch occasionally as I sucked on her.

“Kitten,” she panted and gave me a more forceful tug.

I did my best to ravage her, my tongue and mouth rapidly getting tired but she was so close, I could feel her body tensing and even her free hand fisted on top of the sheets as she tilted her head back.

With a loud moan, she yanked my hair so my face buried itself in her warm folds. I lost my place but felt her clit twitching against me so I waited, gently nuzzling against her sensitive parts as she quaked. And then she relaxed and released my hair so I could pull my face away, briefly wiping some of the goop away from my nose.

“Sorry, Kitten,” she huffed, still panting. “Did I hurt you?”

I shook my head and got settled on top of her, letting her stroke my hair back with her clean hand. I contentedly nuzzled into her cleavage as she did so, letting the warmth pillow my head.

“Do you want a third round?” she asked.

“I’m content,” I told her. I wasn’t sure my body would tolerate a third round.

“Okay,” she nodded breathlessly. “We can take a shower in a bit.” She leaned her head back again and simply let us exist for quite a while. 

I was still positioned between her legs, a place I didn’t usually get to spend a lot of time in but it felt like she was trusting me more and more every time we did this. The Alisha that had first eaten me out wouldn’t have even let me touch her and this Alisha beneath me here… well she seemed to enjoy what I could do to her.

TLDR: Alisha pushes Kitten through a second orgasm and Kitten returns the favor. It's worth noting that they are both significantly more comfortable with each other at this point.