Cat-Katie-Kitten Ch. 03 - Domestic Kitty 02

Katie woke the next morning warm and secure. After hours of sharing and being shared by Savvy and Jerry, the trio collapsed into sleep with her sandwiched between the two of them. She exhaustedly drifted off with Savvy's hand on her tit, the last warm kiss the two of them shared on her lips, and his softening cock sliding out of her deliciously aching pussy. She woke once to his maleness spooned against her back and Savvy snuggled in front. With a contented sigh, she dozed back off.

No sun, alarm clock or screaming wild parrots woke her, but the solid body of Jerry pulling away from her back and the bed moving. Turning lazily, she watched him cross the room to a pile of clothes on the floor, selecting a pair of silky basketball shorts and pulling them on under her appreciative eye.

"Where ya going?" she whispered, careful not to wake her other lover. He came back to the bed, bending down to give her a gentle kiss.

"Breakfast," he replied, caressing her cheek. "As much as I hate to say it, I need something more to eat than pussy and you two wore each other out last night, so it's up to me. Get some more sleep. I'll bring it in."

He left and she turned back over, snuggling close to the warm softness of Savvy's sleeping body. The tattooed woman slept on her back, letting Katie cuddle close and lay her head on the other's shoulder. Closing her eyes, she listened to the steady breathing and tried to emulate it to help herself drift back off.

The scent of Savvy's skin worked against her- she smelled slightly coconutty with the tang of sweat and sex. Opening her eyes, Katie suspected the slow rise and fall of the decorative shield around the nipple closest to her face could be hypnotic if she let it. With a sly smile, she started teasing the tip of one finger over the flat top of the jeweled nipple. She kept it up until Savvy made a pleased noise in her sleep but did not stir.

Not satisfied, Katie laid her hand flat on her sleeping lover's ribs and slid her hand down the gentle slope of her belly and over her thigh. Rather than wake, her sleeping victim merely made a few more noises of pleasure, then opened her legs more, inviting her on.

Only fair, after all the unexpected pleasures Savvy inflicted on her, to return the favor.

Under the covers she found her lover's narrow landing strip and began tracing the patch of carefully groomed dark pubic hair with a single fingertip. Down one side and up the other, coming tantalizingly close to her kitty and clit with each cycle. At the top of that strip was a tattooed road sign for Route 66, which they had told her was a private joke since so many lovers got their 'kicks' following that trail between those soft, yielding thighs. She could still taste the juices she stirred up on her lips and tongue from the night before. She thought about sliding down between the open legs and eating her awake, but rather enjoyed the slow tease.

Instead, she contentedly watched the rise and fall of the beautiful bare breasts and smiled when Savvy's lips parted in unconscious pleasure when her fingers finally found their way down to her victim's ringed clit. Her fingers moved lazily, tracing slow circles around the tender nubbin of nerves and sex. She absently played with the ring like a switch, moving it up and down, up and down. With a flat palm, she pressed down on Savvy's well-groomed mound, her round, colorful hips grinding against her own groin. If she remembered correctly, she ground herself against busty Jayne Mansfield in a leopard print bikini. Or was that the one under Savvy's left tit and it was Marilyn in the Seven-Year Itch white dress pressing against her cunny?

All the while her mind mulled over the night before- from her late arrival and introduction of the plug into her reluctant ass to her playfulness as Savvy's flirty nympho maid in the office and later discovery by Jerry in the kitchen while she danced in their kitchen.

Him carrying her into the shower after she wantonly licked and sucked on his swollen cockhead, then bending over and getting powerfully fucked under the streams of warm water in a shower big enough for six.

Savvy pushing her onto the table before dinner and eating his cum out of her pussy as an appetizer, then giving her the chance to do the same for 'dessert'. It was so hot watching them fuck on the dining room table, then pulling up a chair to bury her face between Savvy's legs for the first time.

Then wine and sex in the living room followed by a short rest before they made it to the bedroom and continued touching, caressing, kissing and fucking late into the night.

Drifting off to sleep in their arms. Waking once to coax Jerry awake to grind on him until they came one more time.

Bliss. Sweet, aching bliss.

The tease got too much for her and she got on top of Savvy, pinning her to the sex sweaty sheets with her full weight. She finally woke with a loud gasp, already on the edge, but now with her Kitty wantonly grinding their groins together, pushed over. She grasped the pillow under her head, automatically pushing her hips up into Kitty's, who suddenly pounced and drove her tongue deep into Savvy's mouth. Her squeal muffled, she barely registered who lay on top of her before they both climaxed.

"Ho gawd," she muttered at last, holding onto Katie's warm body pressing her down into the bed. "Yer one of 'THOSE'."

"One of what?" Katie gave her small kisses to her lips and cheeks, playful and loving.

"One of them evil 'mornin people'. Ugghhh... no wonder Jerry likes yew. That and yer tight pussy." She glanced over at his part of the king-sized bed. "He must be makin' breakfast. Ah love you Katie Kitty, but unless yew can pour coffee outta them titties yew need to go bug HIM."

She flung her arm dramatically toward the door before rolling Katie off and flopping away onto her side. Katie smiled, snuggled up against her and nibbled her ear, playing with one bejeweled nipple.

"Yes Mistress."

"OUWT!" Savvy croaked sleepily. "And don't come back without coffee or yew'll get stabbed..." She jabbed in Katie's general direction with an imaginary knife.

Briefly considering one of the beautiful and nearly sheer silk robes by the bedroom door, she obeyed Savvy's order to not bring an overnight bag because she wouldn't need it, Katie left her to drift back to sleep and happily wandered down the hall to the kitchen naked. If her fate for the weekend was that of a purely sexual freedom, the only way to accept the role was to not dress at all. She felt freer. Free from the trappings of work where she wore the clothes of someone in charge. Free of the burdens of home and all the responsibility that entailed. Free of all that had been heaped on her since coming to California.

She found Jerry in the kitchen, unfortunately still wearing the shorts he pulled on before leaving the bedroom, cooking breakfast while listening to the Sunday news on public radio. He finished chugging a full half gallon jug of orange juice before his awareness registered her walking in.

"Well good morning Beautiful Kitten," he said with a smile, setting aside the empty jug and greeting her in the same way he greeted Savvy when he arrived home, cupping both of her small breasts in his big hands and bending down to kiss her. Purring approval, she slid her own hands along the waistline of his shorts and pulled him close, returning the kiss happily. Brian stood only a little taller than she did and was soft in comparison to Jerry's wall of firm muscle. She enjoyed kissing 'up'. "Woke the beast did you?"

"Mmmhmmm. 'Coffee now or Ah'll stab yew!'" she mocked, moving to his side so he could use his free hand to flip several pancakes cooking on the griddle. Merely his raw presence made her feel safe and contentedly warm. "What's for breakfast?"

"Pancakes, sliced fruits, scrambled eggs and bacon," he pointed to each in turn with the spatula before setting it aside and feeding her a strawberry. "And coffee. Savvy usually makes beignets and grits, but I can't stand grits and since she's not up yet... I chose the menu."

"No sausage?" she asked suggestively, rubbing her hand over the front of his silky shorts, which stirred under her hand. She leered up at him, licking her lips. He chuckled, picking up a piece of bacon from the plate nearby.

"I don't look nearly as good in a little frilly apron as either of you, so if I hadn't worn shorts, you'd definitely be having cooked sausage. Though I can't say I'd be upset if you wanted to kiss it and make it better anyway." He stuck the bacon in his teeth and offered her the other half for her to claim by biting it from his mouth. She gently took the tip between her lips, locked eyes with him and started pretending it was his cock she sucked, moving back and forth deliberately until she finally met his lips. His hand dropped from her waist to squeeze her bare buns.

With a wicked grin, she bit off her end and ate it with noisy relish. Shaking his head, he turned back to the pancakes, scooping them onto the waiting plates.

"Damn woman. Your husband doesn't know what a lucky sonofabitch he is."

"Oh fuck!" Kate gasped, clapping both hands over her mouth and stepping back. One hand went to the soda fountain island counter to steady herself as she stared blankly for a moment, then reached out to Jerry. Panic clutched at her chest. Her flight or fight response kicked in and she mentally forced herself to not pee on the kitchen floor. "Bri... he's probably been trying to call me since he got into Detroit! Shitshitshit!"

She ran into the living room where she stripped off her sundress the day before. In the heap of blue cloth... no phone. No keys. Shit.

"Where's your phone?" Jerry asked, coming up behind her, comforting her by taking her shoulders, giving her his presence and strength with the simple act.

"It's... it's got to still be in my purse in the car! Fuck! Someone's probably stolen it by now!" She reflexively started to run outside, but he kept a hold of her, reminding her without words that she was stark naked. Instead, he steered her down onto the easy chair she'd been bent over on arrival. She landed heavily and was immediately reminded of the plug still in her ass.

"Relax," he rumbled, his dark eyes getting very serious. "We live in a decent neighborhood and all the troublemakers know who lives here. They usually steer clear of us, so you should be cool. I'll go out and get your purse and keys. You sit here and try and calm down.

"SAVANNAH!" he bellowed in a voice that would easily boom over a busy construction site and certainly within the confines of the house. "Get your lazy ass out here, Kate's got a situation!"

As he returned, Savvy came hurrying out of the bedroom, pulling on a floral silk robe while Kate huddled naked in the chair, hugging herself in a panicked chill. He closed the door with his foot, pressing the lock button on the keyfob before stuffing it back into the small clutch she'd brought with her. Handing it to her, he quickly explained the problem to Savvy, who sat down on the arm of the chair next to Kate, rubbing her back soothingly.

Her hands shook when she opened her phone.

Six missed text messages from the lab yesterday but eleven texts and seven missed calls from Brian. The last one only thirty minutes ago.

"Oh fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck... what do I do?" She started rocking in her seat, trying to order her thoughts and having absolutely no luck. "Oh god... he's got to be going out of his mind right now!"

"Now yew jes take a deep breath hunny. Tell him jes whut yew did yesterday, that's all."

"Have you lost your fucking mind?" Kate turned to Savannah, appalled at the suggestion she straight up confess that she'd spent the night having wild, extra-marital sex with a couple of relative strangers before his plane had even reached Detroit over the phone! "I can't do THAT!"

"Hear me out sweetie," Savvy responded soothingly, stroking her hair. "Whut did yew do yesterday?"

"I... I... I got the tires fixed. And then I came over here, got naked and played horny maid for you," Kate's mind reeled with the absurdity! "And got a plug shoved up my ass."

"So- yew had some trouble at the garage, then came home and did some housework?"

"I... yeah, sure, I guess," Kate's mouth dropped at how easily her activities went from lewd to normal. "But then I fucked Jerry in the shower, had dinner with you guys, then we went to the living room and fucked more. A LOT more."

"Yew took a shower, then went out to dinner, saw a show and had a few drinks?" Savvy kept stroking her cheek with her thumb, still giving her that sly smile.

"Some show," Jerry added, handing them each a cup of coffee. "I know I was entertained."

"And I accidentally put the phone on mute when I was at the garage, not vibrate, so I didn't get your messages or calls until I woke up to check it this morning," Kate told Brian a few minutes later, having related the whole story. "So I'm sorry baby. I should have checked when I got home."

"As long as you got home safe," her husband's voice came through the speaker so all three of them could listen. "And had a good time?"

"A very good time," she admitted in full honesty. Once again fully nude, Savvy sat opposite of her and spread her legs invitingly, licking her lips. Katie flipped her off while sticking out her tongue. "Maybe a little too much to drink, but definitely a good time."

"I'm glad. I was worried about leaving you home alone on such short notice. I was hoping you'd find something to do."

"How are you doing baby? Busy?"

"Busy as shit. We didn't really put together a presentation before we left, so we're trying to do it on the fly today. Ricki says I've got a permanent spot on the team if we pull this off. Damn East Coast bullshit though, a lot of the stores aren't open until noon, so we're spinning our wheels until then."

"Well good luck! I've got my fingers crossed for you."

"Thanks babe." He held off with a long pause, gathering his thoughts. "Hey babe?"

"Yes baby?"

"This sounds kinda awkward over the phone, but remember before we got married and you wanted to maybe get a girlfriend that we could share?"

"Yeah," she answered cautiously, trying not to see either Savvy's or Jerry's reactions. He had clamped his big hand firmly over her mouth and her eyes said she was pouting.

"Maybe... maybe we should talk about that again when I get home. If I make this team, I'm probably going to be on the road a LOT and, well, I worry about you at home by yourself."

"Let's talk about it when you get home," she answered, suddenly angry and cold. How DARE he? "Okay?"

"Okay babe! Thank you!" If he caught the change in her tone, he didn't acknowledge it. "You have a great rest of your day! Love you!"

"Have a good day. I love you too," she said automatically, then hung up. She sat staring at her phone in silence wavering between scared and angry and she couldn't say for sure why for either nor which she felt more.

"Yew wanna come eat breakfast now, Katie Kitty?" Having shaken her husband's hand off of her mouth, Savvy crossed the living room, firmly aware at the sudden shift in her attitude. Kneeling in front of Katie, she set the offending phone aside on her clutch and took her hands.

"I think," she paused, lost inside herself, then pulled Savvy's hands up and kissed the backs of her fingers. "I think I need a few minutes alone. Can I go take a shower?"

"Of course yew can sweetie," she stood and helped Katie to her feet, giving her a hug that wasn't returned. "Take all the time yew need, ya'hear?"

Kate nodded, numb and oddly exposed for the first time, even though she'd spent the better part of the last day completely bare ass naked. Taking up Savvy's discarded robe, she hugged it to her chest as she retreated down the hallway back to the bedroom.

In the bathroom she paused to stare at her reflection in the mirror. Running her hands over her body, she took stock of what she saw. Trim, athletic and pretty, she liked her reflection. She worked hard to keep her body in decent shape. Okay, maybe she didn't have Savvy's cushy C-cups, but her nipples felt sensitive as hell when she got turned on (She'd once made herself cum simply by playing with them. And Naomi had made her climax sucking on them that one time.). Strong and thick, her bike riding gave her thighs and booty a nice shape too. She could start admitting that to herself surely.

But her pained eyes made her smile fade away. Behind her eyes sat a woman who HAD to remain in control in spite of her yearning for the contrary because through job or circumstance she found herself in that position. Kate the Boss. Kate the Assistant Director of Research Operations. Kate the Homemaker. Kate the Caretaker. Kate the Responsible Adult in the Family.

Kate the Repressed.

Kate the Trapped.

She loved her husband, didn't she? He demonstrated his desire every morning and was attentive when they went out on a date night. He also got lost in his video games or computer time. How often did she speak and he didn't hear? How many times had she sent him a text 'good night' from three feet away because he so wrapped himself up in something he ignored her, intentionally or not? When did she start feeling this heartache and why did it feel like dying?

How often did she slip into the bathroom to masturbate in the shower because he couldn't leave his 'raid'? How long had she repressed her desires because it made him upset to discuss how much she wanted another woman in her life? Or to swing with him? Or to submit as a slave, if only to role play? To surrender responsibility for only a little while?

She turned away from the mirror and started the water, trying not to notice her shaking hands.

She loved Brian, but why did going behind his back to fuck Savvy and Jerry make her so happy? Why did giving herself so freely to relative strangers in spite of him make her so warm inside? Why did chasing this happiness without him feel so much like it was killing her with every step?

She adjusted the temperature control. The water rained down too cold and she shook.

She stepped into the water and caressed her stomach, hips and waist again. Why did allowing herself to experience her raw sexuality make her so sad? Why did surrendering her... her lust to Savvy and Jerry feel so wrong and so so right at the same time? The only decision she'd made all night long had been who to go down on first when they got to bed. She'd gotten drunk on letting them do what they wanted to her.

Why did Brian make her so MAD for suggesting that MAYBE he finally chose to listen to her and ALLOW her to do... to have a girlfriend? Backhandedly giving her permission to sleep with Savvy and Jerry? How DARE he?

The water still felt too cold. She shook uncontrollably. She reached for the controls again.

Savvy stopped her, lacing their fingers together through the thick steam. Turning the temperature control down off of scalding.

Katie wasn't shaking from the cold. She was crying.

Savvy held her hand, giving her a tiny half-smile, her brows arched in a question she didn't need to voice. She saved Katie from accidentally burning herself badly.

She'd followed her but gave her space until she couldn't any more.

Savvy cared for her, Katie realized.

With a wail, all the pent up emotion broke through Katie's control and she threw herself around Savvy, holding on for dear life. Great sobs ravaged her. She couldn't explain why she lost composure.

Fear of giving in. Fear of discovery. Fear of losing herself.

Anger at Brian for being... Brian. Anger at herself for accepting his begrudging permission to feel whole again.

Sorrow that it took a chance encounter for her to recognize it all.

Relief that someone knew.

Savvy held onto the weeping woman tenderly, making soothing noises and rubbing her back. She understood that sometimes you simply need a good old fashion ugly cry to get it all out and get a fresh start. And her Katie Kitty was long past due for a good ugly cry.

They held on, Katie crying hard while Savvy gently hummed and rocked back and forth. Slowly the sobs ebbed until Katie could stand up on her own. Biting her lower lip, she smiled weakly at Savvy.

"Thank you," she croaked, her throat a little raw.

"Anytime Katie Kitty," she replied, sliding wet blond hair out of her lover's face with her index finger. Her smile went from warm to bright. "Ah really wanna kiss yew raight now, but yew really need to blow yer nose first."

Dissolving into giggles, Katie turned and let the warm water shower down on her, washing her face and cleaning away the last of her tension. Savvy pressed against her back, pulling Katie back against the softness of her full breasts.

Katie took a deep breath and let go. Let go of the tension, the worry, the anger and everything else that held her back.

She turned in Savvy's arms and kissed her. Kissed her not with her lips but with every inch and ounce of her body and soul.

"Mah gawd Katie Kitty!" Savvy muttered when she finally broke free of the spell. Reaching over, Katie shut the water off and took her by the hand, leading her out and straight for the bed.

They tumbled onto it, still dripping wet and not caring, their bodies moving together while they found a comfortable position. Katie sat up, pushing Savvy down to the sheets and pulling open her scenically tattooed legs.

Kneeling astride one thigh, covering Marilyn Monroe's famous 'Seven Year Itch' grating scene, and lifting the other up around her own hip, Katie pushed her crotch forward, pressing their pussies together. Savvy's pierced clit rubbed against her slit and she moved her hips, grinding their sexes against each other. There was Jayne, under Savvy's right boob. Katie had been grinding against a skull with it's tongue hanging out, which felt just about right.

Savvy pushed back, working her own hips in a circle. She tried to reach out and play with Katie's tits, but could not reach, instead caressing the biker's tight thigh.

They both turned toward the noise from the door. Jerry threw off his shorts and stood there, obviously enjoying the show. Though Savvy smiled and leaned back to let him see all of her, Katie watched his face while grinding her crotch into his wife's slit.

He stared back at her, slowly stroking his thick cock while she sped up her meaty grinding with his wife. Scissoring another woman commanded a high spot on her list of cravings since getting back on her bike seven months ago. Long hours in the seat, pressing and grinding felt good, but nothing like this. She held tight to Savvy's leg with her hands, and tight to Jerry's attention with her eyes.

Savvy started panting and making the little sexy noises that Katie learned meant the other woman approached her climax. Katie panted with an open mouth. She needed to climax so badly her nipples ached. More, she wanted him to enjoy the two of them cumming together.

Savvy turned her head and bit a mouthful of sheet, squealing loudly as her hips finally rebelled and thrashed against Katie's crotch. Holding on to both inked thighs and grinding hard, Katie followed not far behind, cumming with a low, lusty moan escaping her open mouth.

Jerry's hand stopped stroking. He reached down to pull on his balls to stop from wasting his orgasm on empty air.

Katie craved that orgasm inside her. Deep inside her.

Untangling herself from the mess of wet sheets and entwined limbs, she moved to the end of the bed, sitting with her pussy invitingly close to the edge and her legs spread as wide as she could. She didn't even need to beckon him over. Her hungry eyes alone provided enough of a summons.

The bed stood tall enough for her and Savvy to find it difficult to get into without a little hop. But it stood at the right height for him to stand and use the floor for leverage when inside either one of them, adding power and depth to his strokes that he demonstrated last night. Katie craved that power inside her again. Needed to feel the explosion of heat as he filled her with cum again.

She reached out and took his cock in hand, smiling a little when it twitched eagerly at her touch. One long steady pull from cock-ring to tip produced a big drop of pre-cum, which she smoothed over his head and around his piercings with a playful finger. He groaned and reached for her shoulders to steady himself.

She milked him again, pulling from cock-ring to piercings with one hand so she could scoop up his oozing pre-cum with the other, pushing the sticky fingers into her mouth.

His cock twitched again. His hips made an involuntary thrust. If she wanted, he would cum all over her belly and chest. Just a few more strokes should do it.

She guided him between the wet lips of her pussy. She always felt tighter after an orgasm, but when his thick meat filled her, she almost felt like a virgin again. She teased him along her wet lips, his hips trembled trying not to lunge.

Lazily, one arm reaching up for his neck she drew him in. Her breath caught the instant his full head got past her outer tightness and found the heat within. The heat of his breath caressed her cheek.

Katie hooked her legs around his waist, pulling him deep into her pussy with a contented sigh.

"I want..." she meant to say 'you' but that didn't say enough. Savvy moved closer and Katie's mouth started to water at the scent of her.

"Tell me what you want," he prompted, leaning his hips into her and pushing as deeply as he could.

Screw Brian and his half-assed, unfulfilled cuckold fantasy. If he's gonna drag his feet, she would put her feet up by her ears with whomever she wished. She would give him what he wanted whether he knew about it or not dammit! She knew what she craved with every molecule in her body and she wouldn't pretend shyness in asking for it any more.

"I want you to fuck me harder than a horny teenager bangs his prom date," she whispered to Jerry, nibbling and licking his ear. "And then I want blueberry pancakes."