Her tails wagged behind her, swaying from one side to the other while she leaned forward with her eyes fixated on his member. Something about this organ of his fascinated her, without a second thought she nudged it with her paw the way a cat would toy with its food.
He shifted his head, adjusting against his pillow. His blanket had jumped in the air before gently landing over waist. When he began to breath in that familiar pattern again, a pair of ears peaked from the edge of the mattress until slowly the Nekomata lifted her head to spy on him. She began to wonder what to do now while rubbing her chin with the tip of her tail, as if she were hatching some sort of scheme. Her ears twitched as her eyes lit up and she opened her mouth in a happy smile. Satisfied with her idea, she slipped under the blanket of his while being careful not to move too much or too loudly. There are advantages to being part cat, and felines were quite familiar with moving steadily and quietly. Her two tails slipped out from one end of the covers while her ears peaked from the other, she was now met with his organ inches away.
She leaned forward and gave it a sniff, noticing the odd scent around him. Pressing her cheek against it felt strange, the organ seemed squishy yet warm to the touch. Very warm in fact, she wondered if it should be that hot or if perhaps this hoo-man needed to stay cool or else. Gently nudging it to one side, she gasped as his organ twitched in response to the attention it received. Her ears wiggled as she pressed her nose against it, closing her eyes and taking in a deep whiff. Something about this smell was addicting to her, she couldn't explain it. Looking down, she noticed he also had this weird sack below with a bit of fur around which matched the fur atop his head. That seemed familiar, she had a patch of white fur between her legs as well. She wondered if it smelled the same or if perhaps this was where the scent was coming from. Closing her eyes, she pressed her nose in and went for another sniff.
When she looked up, she was surprised to see his organ had begun to grow. Now it was really bigger than a cows udder, she wondered if that meant it would produce more milk than a cow. Hoo-man milk! Do hoo-mans produce milk? There was a faint memory of her drinking from her mother's nipple, and this animal sort of resembled a Nekomata without the paws. She froze as his organ pressed against her lips, resting against her nose. She could feel its heat, the pulse stemming from his heart beat as it remained in this semi erect state. Her eyes glanced to his face to see if he was awake.
He was not.
She flicked her tongue, curiosity got the better of her and she pressed the tip of her tongue against it. Warm and... peculiar. She blinked before doing it again, this time running her tongue across its length before smacking her lips. The little udder was getting bigger again, she giggled and nudged it with her paw. She gave it a kiss before playfully nipping at it between her lips, like biting without using teeth. It wobbled back and she felt amused seeing it move so strangely. Her laughter disappeared when it once again leaned against her face and she received another whiff of his scent, opening her mouth as she was now salivating.
Closing her eyes, she back away enough for it to drag down her face before pressing it between her parted lips. She was careful to pressed her tongue under it, scooping his member into her mouth as she sunk forward to taste it. Her drool leaked from the corner of her mouth, running down along his length as she began to savor him properly with her eyes closed and her head bobbing back and forth.
He moaned under his breath as soon as he felt her begin to suck. In his dreams, he was for some reason in a brothel, he wouldn't question it as he was being serviced well. A beautiful whore was on her knees, dipping her head taking him in deep and coating his member with her tongue.
Little did he know he had fallen victim to the curiosity of a cat monster suckling at his member hoping to receive some milk.
She continue dipping her head, feeling herself grow warm as the sensation in her mouth caused her to salivate more for him. Maybe it was instincts that were pushing her to do this, not just hunger but something else. Her mind had gone empty as she hadn't a thought about what she was doing. This was her body moving by its own now, twisting her head like a drilling motion while hungry licking up the yummy sweet precum he would leak that she mistakenly believed to be his "hoo-man milk". Her chin was getting wet with her drooling saliva by now, as was this hoo-man's fleshy sack. She sunk down as far as she could, feeling his thing push into her throat while her nose pressed into his fur. His scent filled her nostrils to the brim, causing her eyes to roll back as her tongue slid around his meat to savor another gulp of precum.
That scent was so intoxicating, so addicting... masculine... just smelled soo... right...
So she continued suckling, moving her head in a corkscrew manner as she began to feel him grow bigger and harder. The hoo-man shook his head softly before leaning back in the most wonderful dream while the cat yearned for a treat. She began to taste more of his milk as his organ began to twitch between her sealed lips. She smiled, her eyes beaming as she hummed to herself in joy, tongue hungrily flicking against his tip as she received more of his precum.
She pulled her head back, slowly revealing more of his shaft before wrapping her tails around the exposed flesh and rubbing it up and down with only the tip between her lips. The hoo-man began to suddenly wonder why a cat was present in his dream as a soft purring sound was heard, before instinctively grabbing the woman's head once he neared release. The Nekomata yelped as suddenly this man's hands gripped her hair near her ears when his 'teat' began to pulse before finally rewarding her with a blast of milk down her throat.
Her ears rose up as her taste buds were presented the sweetest milk she had ever tasted. Gleefully she gulped it down, squeezing his dick between her lips to coax out every spasm, every pulse, and every drop out as it coated her tongue and painted her teeth. She purred in blissful pleasure, enjoying the treat as she felt it pass down her throat and settle in her tummy, satisfying her hunger. In her head, she congratulated herself for deciding to go through with this idea.
With a soft plop, his softening 'teat' slipped out from her lips as she licked them clean. Her hunger had been satiated, her needs met and now she could concentrate on finding a way to escape. She sat back and wiped her mouth with a delightful sigh. She giggled and rubbed her tummy, feeling rather funny between her legs realizing that drinking his milk excited her. She was no stranger to knowing what it meant to be turned on, she had reached the age of being recognized as an adult some years ago now.
She fell to her side, humming to herself and rubbing her body against the soft mattress, feeling it around her arms and back and tails. So strange yet so comfortable, she purred and leaned to her side before opening her eyes.
Only to be met with his eyes as well.
Her tails wagged behind her, swaying from one side to the other while she leaned forward with her eyes fixated on his member. Something about this organ of his fascinated her, without a second thought she nudged it with her paw the way a cat would toy with its food.
He shifted his head, adjusting against his pillow. His blanket had jumped in the air before gently landing over waist. When he began to breath in that familiar pattern again, a pair of ears peaked from the edge of the mattress until slowly the Nekomata lifted her head to spy on him. She began to wonder what to do now while rubbing her chin with the tip of her tail, as if she were hatching some sort of scheme. Her ears twitched as her eyes lit up and she opened her mouth in a happy smile. Satisfied with her idea, she slipped under the blanket of his while being careful not to move too much or too loudly. There are advantages to being part cat, and felines were quite familiar with moving steadily and quietly. Her two tails slipped out from one end of the covers while her ears peaked from the other, she was now met with his organ inches away.
She leaned forward and gave it a sniff, noticing the odd scent around him. Pressing her cheek against it felt strange, the organ seemed squishy yet warm to the touch. Very warm in fact, she wondered if it should be that hot or if perhaps this hoo-man needed to stay cool or else. Gently nudging it to one side, she gasped as his organ twitched in response to the attention it received. Her ears wiggled as she pressed her nose against it, closing her eyes and taking in a deep whiff. Something about this smell was addicting to her, she couldn't explain it. Looking down, she noticed he also had this weird sack below with a bit of fur around which matched the fur atop his head. That seemed familiar, she had a patch of white fur between her legs as well. She wondered if it smelled the same or if perhaps this was where the scent was coming from. Closing her eyes, she pressed her nose in and went for another sniff.
When she looked up, she was surprised to see his organ had begun to grow. Now it was really bigger than a cows udder, she wondered if that meant it would produce more milk than a cow. Hoo-man milk! Do hoo-mans produce milk? There was a faint memory of her drinking from her mother's nipple, and this animal sort of resembled a Nekomata without the paws. She froze as his organ pressed against her lips, resting against her nose. She could feel its heat, the pulse stemming from his heart beat as it remained in this semi erect state. Her eyes glanced to his face to see if he was awake.
He was not.
She flicked her tongue, curiosity got the better of her and she pressed the tip of her tongue against it. Warm and... peculiar. She blinked before doing it again, this time running her tongue across its length before smacking her lips. The little udder was getting bigger again, she giggled and nudged it with her paw. She gave it a kiss before playfully nipping at it between her lips, like biting without using teeth. It wobbled back and she felt amused seeing it move so strangely. Her laughter disappeared when it once again leaned against her face and she received another whiff of his scent, opening her mouth as she was now salivating.
Closing her eyes, she back away enough for it to drag down her face before pressing it between her parted lips. She was careful to pressed her tongue under it, scooping his member into her mouth as she sunk forward to taste it. Her drool leaked from the corner of her mouth, running down along his length as she began to savor him properly with her eyes closed and her head bobbing back and forth.
He moaned under his breath as soon as he felt her begin to suck. In his dreams, he was for some reason in a brothel, he wouldn't question it as he was being serviced well. A beautiful whore was on her knees, dipping her head taking him in deep and coating his member with her tongue.
Little did he know he had fallen victim to the curiosity of a cat monster suckling at his member hoping to receive some milk.
She continue dipping her head, feeling herself grow warm as the sensation in her mouth caused her to salivate more for him. Maybe it was instincts that were pushing her to do this, not just hunger but something else. Her mind had gone empty as she hadn't a thought about what she was doing. This was her body moving by its own now, twisting her head like a drilling motion while hungry licking up the yummy sweet precum he would leak that she mistakenly believed to be his "hoo-man milk". Her chin was getting wet with her drooling saliva by now, as was this hoo-man's fleshy sack. She sunk down as far as she could, feeling his thing push into her throat while her nose pressed into his fur. His scent filled her nostrils to the brim, causing her eyes to roll back as her tongue slid around his meat to savor another gulp of precum.
That scent was so intoxicating, so addicting... masculine... just smelled soo... right...
So she continued suckling, moving her head in a corkscrew manner as she began to feel him grow bigger and harder. The hoo-man shook his head softly before leaning back in the most wonderful dream while the cat yearned for a treat. She began to taste more of his milk as his organ began to twitch between her sealed lips. She smiled, her eyes beaming as she hummed to herself in joy, tongue hungrily flicking against his tip as she received more of his precum.
She pulled her head back, slowly revealing more of his shaft before wrapping her tails around the exposed flesh and rubbing it up and down with only the tip between her lips. The hoo-man began to suddenly wonder why a cat was present in his dream as a soft purring sound was heard, before instinctively grabbing the woman's head once he neared release. The Nekomata yelped as suddenly this man's hands gripped her hair near her ears when his 'teat' began to pulse before finally rewarding her with a blast of milk down her throat.
Her ears rose up as her taste buds were presented the sweetest milk she had ever tasted. Gleefully she gulped it down, squeezing his dick between her lips to coax out every spasm, every pulse, and every drop out as it coated her tongue and painted her teeth. She purred in blissful pleasure, enjoying the treat as she felt it pass down her throat and settle in her tummy, satisfying her hunger. In her head, she congratulated herself for deciding to go through with this idea.
With a soft plop, his softening 'teat' slipped out from her lips as she licked them clean. Her hunger had been satiated, her needs met and now she could concentrate on finding a way to escape. She sat back and wiped her mouth with a delightful sigh. She giggled and rubbed her tummy, feeling rather funny between her legs realizing that drinking his milk excited her. She was no stranger to knowing what it meant to be turned on, she had reached the age of being recognized as an adult some years ago now.
She fell to her side, humming to herself and rubbing her body against the soft mattress, feeling it around her arms and back and tails. So strange yet so comfortable, she purred and leaned to her side before opening her eyes.
Only to be met with his eyes as well.
