Cat Tales: In Heat

My third entry in a shaky series of short, smutty, standalone stories about people having sex with cute pet catgirls and catboys. If humans and catfolk can interbreed, are they really different species? Fuck if I know. All sexually active characters are eighteen and older. Have fun!

"See you later, Mommy!" Allie called behind her as she bounded out the backdoor of the house, her tail up, her collar bell tinkling, and her long white hair trailing behind her.

It was a beautiful spring day out, and the waifish young catgirl took a moment to savour her surroundings. The sun was warm, the air was sweet, and the new grass felt cool and soft beneath her bare feet. The wind was still a bit chilly, though, and as she stood there a gust blew through the yard and swept under her red thigh-length skirt. She shivered slightly as the cool air touched the warm, dewy fluid that seeped out from her puffy pussy to trickle down her thighs. The chill caused her tail to puff out and her nipples to poke through her white untucked blouse, but the fire inside her burned hotter still, for Allie was very much in heat.

Allie would normally be on the Pill to manage her heat, but his time, Allie was on a mission, and her body was awash with hormones driving her to see it through. So without further ado, Allie casually leapt onto the wood pile, gracefully mantled the back fence, and daintily walked atop it with impeccable balance.

As Allie walked the fence next door, a familiar voice called out to her from the house.

"Hey Allie!"

She looked over and saw a young catboy about her age waving at her from an open downstairs window.

"Hey Max!" Allie called back, sitting on the fence. "What's new with you?"

"Mistress Karen is doing spring cleaning," replied Max. "I'm just staying out of her way. You can come over if you want, by the way."

Allie smiled back, dropped down into the yard, and walked up to the window with her tail held high. Max was an indoor cat, but everything inside the fence was still his territory. Other catfolk might not respect that, but Allie liked Max. She thought he was cute with his tussled black hair and yellow-green eyes. She wondered if he was a virgin.

"What about you? What are you-?" Max started to ask before his nose began to twitch. "Um... you smell different, Allie..."

"Oh? Good different?" Allie teased, swishing her skirt this way and that.

"Um, uh... I... I don't know..." Max stammered as he sniffed the air. "I think it smells good..."

"I bet it does," Allie giggled. "I'm in heat!"

"Wait, whah?"

"Ta-daaa!" Allie cheered as she suddenly lifted the hem of her skirt to show Max her uncovered pussy, her flushed and dewy petals glistening in the daylight.

Max was speechless. Allie laughed.

"Yep, I'm going to try and make kittens today!" she chirped brightly. "You do know how to make kittens, right Max?"

Max nodded, still dumbstruck, but staring wide-eyed between Allie's legs, his nose pressed into the window screen. Suddenly, a new voice rang out from inside the house.

"Max? Sweetie? Where are you?" called Max's mistress, bringing him back to his senses.

"Coming!" he called back over his shoulder. "You should go, Allie. Karen's still miffed at you about her sunflowers."

"That was last year!" Allie protested. "And it was an accident!"

But nonetheless, she took his advice and scrabbled back atop the fence and departed, leaving Max to watch wistfully after her.

* * *

Allie would have loved to stay and try to coax Max out of the house, but it wasn't worth the risk with Karen around. The last thing Allie's Mommy needed was the neighbour haranguing her about how her precious pet catgirl was a little slut.

Even if that was, in fact, completely accurate.

It was for her Mommy's sake that Allie had let herself go into heat in the first place, after all. Allie's Mommy was a loving, nurturing, single woman in her 50s who had adopted her shortly after her own human children had grown up and moved out. All through Allie's adolescence, it was just her and Mommy, and they were very happy together. Now Allie was grown-up too, and while she certainly wasn't moving out, she could tell that her Mommy sometimes missed the little kitten who had filled her empty nest.

The obvious solution, of course, was to make Mommy another kitten. It was the perfect plan! All she needed was a male to breed her.

Fortunately, Allie knew a number of males, human and feline, around the neighbourhood who would surely be happy to help her. One of them just happened to live just a few houses over.

Terry was a freckled young lad with sandy-blonde hair and growing muscles. He and Allie were longtime friends, but their relationship had changed last summer when Terry's high school girlfriend had dumped him after graduation. Allie, ever a good friend and no longer a virgin by then, had comforted him by letting him vent his hurt feelings into her tight, welcoming pussy. Since then, Terry was often Allie's first choice for a friendly fuck.

Terry was working on his car in the laneway, but the sound of Allie's bell alerted him to her presence.

"Hey Allie. You're looking pretty today," he greeted her without actually turning away from his work.

"Awww, thanks, Terry," Allie said brightly. "Wanna' fuck?"

Theirs was not a subtle relationship. Even so, Terry was taken quite off guard.

"Wait, wha-?" he sputtered as he whipped around to see Allie presenting her pussy to him as she had for Max.

"Please? I'm really horny." Allie pouted.

Terry had never seen Allie so wanton. Later, with the benefit of hindsight, he would reflect on this with some suspicion, but at the moment most of the blood in his head was already rushing south.

"Fuck, Allie..." he muttered, looking around to make sure nobody was looking. "What if my mom catches us?"

"We can be quiet," Allie replied with a smirk, dropping her skirt to remove her collar and bell.

Satisfied with that answer, Terry quickly led her into the open garage and closed the door partway. Another problem occurred to him.

"Um, I should clean up first," he suggested, displaying his blackened hands.

"Don't bother. I can't wait. I really need this," Allie replied as she walked right up to Terry and started pawing at his crotch. "Just sit down and I'll do the rest..."

Grinning, Terry quickly pulled out a shop stool to sit on, using his filthy hands to brace against the wall behind him. Allie quickly pulled down his ratty jeans and boxers to expose her prize. Terry's cock wasn't especially big, but neither was Allie. What mattered was that it was hard and it was here, and Allie's pussy practically gushed at the sight of it. With a low purr, she promptly straddled Terry, guided his erection beneath her skirt to her slickened pussylips, and sank down on it to the root without hesitation, so wet was she.

"Ohhhh, shit!" Terry swore as quietly as he could.

"Mmnnnnnngggh!" Allie grunted as the young man's cock filled her.

Terry had scarcely a second to savour Allie's tight, wet, unusually hot pussy before the catgirl started to move. She bounced and ground on his lap, hugging Terry around the shoulders for support. His cockhead seemed to be hitting spots she didn't even realise she had, and her first orgasm built and broke suddenly without warning.

"Nyaa-!" she started to cry before Terry quickly lunged forward to silence her with a kiss.

Allie held still while she moaned her passion into Terry's mouth and her pussy quietly flooded his lap, but as the climax abated, she started humping again, harder and faster. The garage was silent but for the suppressed voices of the mating pair.

"Oh fuck... Allie... fuck, Allie!" Terry whispered in between kisses while his catgirl lover simply whimpered as she did her level best to impale herself on his cock.

Another orgasm for Allie quickly followed, and then another. Each time, her pussy clenched around Terry's shaft, and her entire body trembled as she struggled to keep her voice in. Unable to really move himself, Terry was rapidly getting overstimulated, but he held out as best he could through the relentless barrage of Allie's constantly-cumming pussy.

"Feels so gooood, nyah..." Allie managed to whimper past Terry's lips.

"Allie... I'm so close..." Terry whispered back.

Allie responded by bouncing even higher on Terry's cock, finally pushing him over the edge. With a loud grunt, Terry thrust upward as hard as he could, and Allie plunged down as soon as she felt his shaft swell. The two lovers kissed desperately as they came together, Terry's throbbing cock firing jet after jet of hot, heavy cum into Allie's roiling pussy while the catgirl clung to him for dear life.

They remained in that position for some time, even after their shared orgasm had dwindled away. Allie quietly nuzzled Terry's face, wetting his cheek with her tears of relief until at last she climbed off of his lap, a heavy dribble of their combined cum splattering to the floor the second his cock left her pussy.

"That... was fucking hot," Terry said breathlessly.

Allie nodded in agreement as she straightened out her clothes and donned her collar again. She never stayed long after sex.

"I actually really needed that," Terry added. "Thanks so much, Allie. I wish I could pet you right now, heh."

"Trust me, I needed it way more," Allie giggled. "So thank you, Terry!"

Allie quickly gave Terry a big hug, kissed him goodbye, and ducked out of the garage, while Terry pondered if his mom would notice the cum stains on the concrete floor.

* * *

Terry's cum had been a soothing balm for the burning ache in Allie's pussy, but it wasn't enough. She needed more. So after a brief stop behind some bushes to lick her loins clean, the horny young catgirl began hunting for her next breeding partner.

Mr. Stephen was a divorced, middle-aged black man who lived on the next street. He was a handsome man, and friendly too. Allie had never asked why his marriage had ended, but she could make a fair guess. Their very first meeting had ended with him teaching her how to give her first blowjob, after all.

Mr. Stephen was raking out the thatch in his backyard when Allie suddenly appeared atop his fence.

"Hi, Mr. Stephen!" she greeted him with her tail crooked high.

"Hey there, Allie, good to see you," Mr. Stephen greeted her back in his deep voice.

"Good to see you too!" Allie said as she dropped into his yard, walked up to him boldly, and nuzzled against his chest. "Are you busy?"

Mr. Stephen chuckled as he petted Allie behind her ears, knowing damn well what this sweet little kitty wanted.

"Actually, I was just about to make lunch," he said coyly. "Care to join me, kittygirl? I could make you a tuna melt."

"Yay!" Allie cheered, and she followed Mr. Stephen into the house...

It really was a good tuna melt. The bread was perfectly toasted, the cheese was sharp, there was just the right about of mayonnaise, and she even got some crunchy, salty chips on the side. And now, Allie was enjoying a nice, big, hard cock for dessert.

Mr. Stephen grunted appreciatively as Allie's lips slid back and forth over his cockhead, her pale hands both wrapped around his deep-brown shaft. He caressed her face as she sucked, looking down into her big blue eyes, his fingers running through her long white hair.

"Good kittygirl," he muttered softly as she worked. "Yeah, that's a good kitty."

Allie's eyes lit up at the praise, and she started pushing down on Mr. Stephen's cock, pulling her hands away as the shaft slid more and more into her mouth. Normally she might have struggled with going so deep, but her heat seemed to make everything more bearable. Her horny pussy flushed and dripped.

"Oh my God!" Mr. Stephen exclaimed as Allie finally took him all the way, holding him there for just a few seconds before she quickly drew back, leaving his shaft coated in slimy saliva.

"I really need you to fuck me, Mr. Stephen," Allie begged, imploring him with her eyes. "Right now, please?"

"Shit, how can I say no to that?" Mr. Stephen chuckled.

Allie mewed appreciatively as Mr. Stephen scooped her up and laid her on the arm of the couch with her skirt bunched around her waist, the perfect height for him to line up his cock and slide into her slutty catgirl pussy. Mr. Stephen was bigger than Terry was, so normally this would be a slow, deliberate fuck at first, but the older man was astonished to feel how hot and wet Allie was inside, and how easily she accepted his hard cock. And after her stealthy sex with Terry, Allie wanted to cut loose.

"Fuck me, Mr. Stephen! Fuck me harder!"

Mr. Stephen definitely couldn't say no to that. Gripping Allie around the waist, he drew back slowly until his cockhead was just barely inside her... and then thrust in hard.

"Nyaaaaaaaahhhh!" Allie screeched as she came just like that, her pussy clenching around Mr. Stephen's shaft and squirting into his groin.

"Holy shit!" her lover swore as he fought to hold her thrashing form in place.

Without waiting for her to come down, Mr. Stephen drew back and slammed his cock in again, and again Allie reacted with a sudden and intense orgasm. Again, he thrust, and again she screamed and squirted and convulsed, her collar bell ringing nonstop. It was possibly the single hottest thing Mr. Stephen had ever experienced, and he found to his amazement that he couldn't withstand it for long.

"Shit, gonna' cum, kittygirl!" he grunted as he pounded her.

"In me!" Allie cried out as she was pounded. "Cum in me! Cum in my pussy! Cuminmypussy, cuminmypussy, CUMINMYPUSSY- NYAAAAAAHHH!"

Mr. Stephen forced his cock in as far as he could go and bellowed as his throbbing shaft erupted inside her. He hadn't cum like this since before his wife left him, and it was all going inside this horny, slutty, beautiful catgirl. Allie went stock stiff and threw her head back in a silent scream as her entire body trembled and her pussy gushed and clenched so hard, Mr. Stephen almost feared she might snap his cock in two.

At last, Allie calmed, and Mr. Stephen pulled out to survey the damage.

"Damn, kittygirl, I might need to replace this couch!" he laughed.

"Worth it," Allie sighed.

Mr. Stephen didn't disagree.

* * *

If Allie's mission had been off to a great start with Terry and Mr. Stephen, it bogged down after that. None of her usual playmates were available. Marcus had a new girlfriend now, Mr. Tremblay was away for the weekend, and even Freddy, the older tomcat who had taken her virginity in the first place, was nowhere to be found.

Allie was getting frustrated again. Her pussy demanded attention. Luckily, she knew a place close by where she could take care of it.

A small wooded ravine ran through the neighbourhood, and Allie made her way there now, stalking through the trees and picking her way nimbly down the steep slope until she reached her special spot. Here, a large, flat boulder jutted out from the bank into the creek, where a gap in the canopy above let in the afternoon sun. Allie quickly stripped out of her blouse and skirt, and lay there naked on the sunlit rock. Her hand slipped between her legs, her fingers found her clit, and she started to rub...

Allie had never really been in heat before, so she didn't realise that masturbating was of little use. Six loud, wet, and utterly unsatisfying orgasms later, the horny catgirl was writhing atop her rocky perch, desperate for relief.

"Allie?"

Allie's eyes shot open and she saw the face of Max looking down at her from the crest of the ravine, her catboy neighbour staring slackjawed at her nakedness. Allie wasted no time. She rolled onto her hands and knees and thrust her ass upwards, presenting him with her needy pussy.

"Maaaaaxxx..." she mewled for him.

The catboy obliged. He slid down the slope, and in seconds Allie felt his hand on her hip as his other hand guided his stiff cock into her. The mere feel of an actual male penis was already having an effect, and Allie sighed in delight as she sank to her elbows while keeping her ass up.

"Breed me, Max," she told him.

Max did not disappoint. What happened next was a blur of animal mating. If Max was a virgin before, he would learn today. The young catboy pounded her like a jackhammer, lasting less than half a minute before Allie felt him loose his precious cum inside her. But that was enough to make her cum too, much to her relief. More importantly, Max did not stop. He took only a few seconds to rest before he was thrusting again.

"Oh Max, yesss! Nyaaaaahhh!" she moaned.

"Allie! Oh God, Allie, ngyaaaah!" he replied.

This time, Max lasted a full two minutes before he came again, giving Allie's body what it craved. Thirty seconds after that, he was at it again for a third and final time. By the time Max finally pulled out and slumped onto the rock beside her, Allie's pussy was tender, sore, slimy, raw, and finally, gloriously satisfied.

"That... was... thank you, Max..." Allie eventually said after the two young catfolk had caught their breath.

"No problem, Allie," Max chuckled back.

"Was that your first time?"

"Yeah... It was awesome..."

"How'd you find me, anyway?" Allie asked, now clearheaded enough to be curious.

"I slipped out when Mistress Karen opened the back door to take the rug out," Max explained. "Then I just followed your scent. Oh fuck, Karen's going to be pissed at me."

"Just don't tell her you might be a dad now," Allie giggled.

"Right... Soooo... Am I your boyfriend now?" Max asked shyly.

Allie laughed but then rolled over to kiss Max on the cheek.

"Ask me later, after my heat's done."

* * *

Allie's heat was done, as it turned out. The next morning, she awoke feeling perfectly normal. She spent the day with her Mommy, excited at the prospect of giving her a new kitten to love.

As it turned out, Mommy wasn't as thrilled as Allie had hoped when her beloved catgirl proudly broke the news that she had gotten herself knocked-up. Nonetheless she remained loving and supportive, and reassured Allie that she would always be Mommy's kitten, no matter how old she got.

When Allie did give birth, holding her Mommy's hand, it was to not one, but three beautiful kittens, all girls. One had sandy blonde hair, one had lovely caramel skin, and one looked just like Max. Karen was not amused.

FIN