Feline Love in Middle School CH.6
Feline Love in Middle School CH.6
No Woman No Cry No Ass Sex
By: Born To Die (Grand Master)
Two months had gone by, and the date I set for our escape was coming up fast.
My relationship with Sasha had been going well, until one afternoon. Things started to get a lot more serious.
Sasha and I were at our favorite spot, a small clearing next to the river where we could be alone. She had been acting strange at school the last couple of days, and she hadn't said much to me. I could smell her sex very strongly.
"Are you ok?" I asked her.
"I've just been feeling noxious lately; it comes and goes you know." She replied stubbornly.
"Oh, that sucks."
"I feel better now," She said.
"That's good," I said, as I took my backpack off, and began to empty the contents on to the ground.
I had brought a blanket for us, which I spread out over the soft grass. I lay down, and used my backpack as a pillow. Sasha snuggled up next to me.
The sun was warm against us, but a nice cool breeze was blowing off the river. We didn't stay like that for very long before Sasha started licking my face. I knew what that meant, and I immediately began unbuttoning my pants.
When she heard the zip of my fly going down, she did a 180, and stuck her pussy right in my face. I gave it a lick and she shivered.
She lightly bit down lightly on my cock, through my boxers, as I was taking too long to slide my pants down. Her saliva was soaking through the fabric. She held my cock for a while then released it just long enough to let me take my boxers off. She then stuck my cock right back into her mouth. I gasped as her familiar warmth surrounded my shaft.
Doing this outside felt very taboo, and I think it made it that much more exciting. I forced her torso down and stuck my tongue deep into her pussy. I loved the taste of her. She then got up, turned back around, and sat on my chest. She smiled and shuffled her position.
My cock slid easily into her, and she began riding me. She had a lot more energy than usual. The fresh air always made her a little more excited, but today, she was acting like she was in heat.
Her whole body shook, she pounded me so hard. My hands glided around her haunches and tail, and by accident, my finger touched her asshole. She stopped, smiling at me playfully. "What is it?" I asked her.
She whispered in my ear. "Can you put in my ass?"
I was shocked by the question. I always thought she was more conservative than that. She always was unpredictable though.
"Ok," I whispered back.
I was nervous as to how I was going to do this. She was already very excited, as she tried to line up the underside of her tail with my cock. I got the feeling this was something she had been planning for a while, but it was hard for her to ask me. My cock slid along the underside of her tail and came to a stop against her round pink asshole. She started chuckling as she felt it poke her.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked.
She nodded quickly, still chuckling and smiling. She started to push and my cock started to slide into her wrong hole.
"Oh my god!" she screamed.
"How does that feel?" I asked.
"I like it."
"Yah?" I asked.
"Yah!"
I rubbed her pussy as I pushed myself the rest of the way into her tight ass. Her tail perfectly wrapped around my balls and crack. Her ass was so tight; it felt like the first time we did it. She held me tight and I began to piston into her. She moaned and it sounded like she was crying.
I didn't last long with this new technique, and I started squirting hard into her ass. I moaned as my cum lubricated her, letting me pump faster. She began moaning very loudly. I finished cumming but, I continued to pump into her. A little bit of my cum was forced out each thrust. I finally just had to stop, and she collapsed on me, still panting and moaning. I stayed hard in her ass for a few minutes, just sitting there before a regained the energy to start pumping into her again.
"Really!?" She said choking.
I held her ass, and began fucking her again. This time I sat up with her in my lap, as I orgasmed hard, and filled her ass again. We stayed that way for a long time.
Then all of a sudden, she growled loud at me. She extended her claws and swiped hard against my chest. I pushed her off of me, and stumbled back. I held my chest as the blood began to flow. She Growled again and showed me her teeth as she did so.
"Sasha, what are you doing!?"
With lightning speed, she pounced on me biting my shoulder hard, and mauling me with her claws.
I tried to cover my face as she rained down blows. She then got off of me and backed away. I was badly sliced up, and losing blood fast. I watched her run into the bush just before I blacked out.
I woke up to my father carrying me, wrapped in my picnic blanket. He placed me in the bed of his pickup truck, not saying a word, and raced me to the hospital. My father told the doctors I was attacked by a wild dog.
The doctors told me I had almost bled to death. I received over a hundred stitches, and I was stuck in the hospital for a couple of days. I couldn't really understand what happened. It had been two days in the hospital, and Sasha had never come to see me.
Sasha must have told my father where to find me in the woods. She must have went strate to him. I was still very angry and depressed.
My father was very angry. He never said more than two words at a time to me while I was there. My friend Dan and a few other people from school came to see how I was doing, but the sadness I felt was much worse than my physical pain.
At the end of the third day in the hospital, after visiting hours, a doctor I had not seen before entered my room. She was short, half human, half some other animal that I didn't recognize. Her fur was dark brown, and her eyes were red. She wore the wrong color of jacket, but her doctor credentials were pined on her right breast.
"Hi, my name is Dr. Kathie Malone, May I have a seat?"
I gave her a nod.
She slid her coat off, and placed it of the rack behind her before she sat down.
She regarded me slowly.
"Sasha says she's really sorry."
She caught me off guard. Only my father and Sasha knew what really happened, and I was worried this was a trick.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said.
"She told me everything Eros. She's told me that you have had sex many times, and she told me about your plan to steal Dan's father's boat.
I stared at her blankly, and tears started to build around my eyes.
"She almost killed me." I said in a low voice. "And who are you? Are you Sasha's doctor?"
"Yes, but I'm here as her friend."
"What does she want!?"
"She wants you to forgive her, she needs you to."
I looked away, and wiped the tears from my eyes.
"Why would Sasha tell her doctor all these things?"
"I'm not her medical doctor, I'm her psychiatrist."
"So?"
"You have to understand something Eros. Sasha's hormones are out of balance... Because... she's pregnant. She's pregnant with your cubs."
My hearted dropped.
"What? How is that even possible? That doesn't make sense."
"It's possible."
"And that's why she attacked me?"
"I knew she was pregnant when she told me about her behavior. She told me you were trying to kill her. She told me you secretly wanted her to die for a long time. The thing is, her species is very protective of there cubs because there hormones change when they become pregnant. Her human brain is affected as well, and in a human brain those hormones cause symptoms resembling paranoid schizophrenia. They become convinced everyone is trying to kill them and there cubs. I gave her a prescription for Clozapine, which is an anti-schizophrenic drug, and she's back to her normal self. She hasn't come to see you; because she's still afraid she might hurt you... She loves you very much."
I listened to her intently, and tried to hold back my tears.
"If her handlers find out about this, she'll be taken away. Her cubs would be processed if she would even be aloud to keep them at all. You would never be aloud to see her again." She said quietly.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because she's also told me about your plan. And In some ways, I'm in the same boat that she's in."
"What do you mean?"
"Sasha's pregnant, and she can't keep that a secret for long. You'll have to accelerate your plan... and... I want to go with you."
I tried to think of something to say.
"Get out." I said crying into my sleeve. "I need to be alone right now."
"Eros..." she beckoned.
"Let me think about this." I said quietly.
She slid her coat on, and turned to leave. I stopped her a second before she got to the door.
"Will her cubs be intelligent?"
"Yes, DN-45 is a dominant gene." She said as she stepped out.
I didn't sleep that night, things were happening too fast, and I had a lot to think about. The next morning I left the hospital and made my way to Sasha's house. Her father was a very big mountain lion. He must have known what happened as well, because he gave me one look over at the door, and just told me Sasha was up in her room. I knocked on her door, and she didn't answer.
"It's Eros," I said.
I could hear her trying not to cry behind the door.
"The plans on for the 17th, Come to my house at 6:00, and bring your shrink."
"Ok," I heard her say in between sobs. "I'm sorry about what I did to you."
"I know you are Sasha," I said slowly turning to leave. "I know you are."
I went home and found my father sitting at the dining room table.
He was listing to the radio, and eating. I sat down across from him. I knew this one was going to be a hard one to sell.
"How are you feeling Eros?"
"I'll be alright."
He took a deep breath and continued to eat.
"I'm going to leave in 4 days pop."
He put his fork back down, and studied the expression on my badly scared face.
"Are you sure that's a good idea Eros?"
"You tell me... I'm going through my plan with some people tonight at 6:00."
"This plan doesn't have anything to do with Sasha, does it?" he asked.
"Dad, she's pregnant, She had a schizophrenic episode. What happened wasn't her fault."
"I told you she was dangerous." He barked.
"She's on medication now, it's alright."
"Yah right," he smirked. "She's pregnant?
"Yah," I said as I got up.
My father got up after me.
"Wait," He said. "Come here."
We hugged each other.
"If anything happened to you..."
"I know dad, but, we have to do this."
His head sank, and he made no reply.
"I have some work to do." I said.
"Ok."
That night Sasha, Kathie and a white wolf showed up at my door.
"Hey Sasha," I said.
Sasha tried to hold back her tears, and I gave her a hug.
"I'm so sorry," She said sobbing.
"It's ok, Sasha, It wasn't your fault."
I looked over at the other two standing in the door.
"Who are you? I asked the wolf. "Who is this?" I asked Sasha, staring her down.
"I told Dr. Malone about your plan and well... She has the same problem we have."
The wolf spoke. "My name is Steven."
"Hmm Steven nice to meet you, Sasha, you know how much delicate fucking planning went into this. I can't just change everything at the last minute. Now a wolf is coming... I... don't have enough food."
Sasha stared at her paws "I'm sorry."
Dr. Malone spoke up "You know what would happen to me if your handlers found out I knew about this and did nothing!? I'm risking more than you are... Like it or not were all in this together now."
My father walked into the living room. I looked the three over and gestured them to enter the house. Dr. Malone, Steven, this is my father.
My father just nodded in acknowledgement.
"Alright have a seat everyone." I said.
Everyone sat down in the living room except for my father, who stood at the door with his arms crossed.
"Ok, I'm just going to get to the point. I have some rules. One, ABSOULUTLY NOTHING that is said tonight is to be repeated, not even if you think you're alone. Two, you do exactly as I tell you. And three, nothing about this plan is up for discussion... If you don't agree to these terms, you can leave right now."
No one moved.
"Now, I've told Sasha and my father that I was going to steal my friend Dan's fathers' boat. I've also told this to Dan, which is why he gave me the keys and the password to the alarm system. It's a 40 foot luxury yacht, and on board there is a lock box filled with foreign currency. Now... what I haven't told anyone is that we won't be on it."
"What are you talking about Eros?"
"Just listen. The boats not nearly fast enough to outrun the coast guard boats, and it can be tracked by radar."
"What?" Sasha asked.
"Every week, weapons and ammunition are shipped here, and stock piled at the base. This Island doesn't export anything, so all the empty sea cans are shipped to Taiwan where they are left in a yard, to be filled with fruit. And that's how were going to get out of here, the yacht is just a distraction."
"A sea can." My father said.
"Yes. Night of the 17th you guys head to the north shore docks, unseen, with as much food and supplies as you can carry, and slip into a pre marked sea can.
Meanwhile, at exactly 22:15, during the shift change at the docks, I get into Dan's boat, and steal the lock box. I set up a line of grenades tied with strings to an electric motor, and set the boats heading .020 North at wide open throttle. I then jump out. At roughly 23:30, the yacht will be spotted on the north outpost radar screens. 23:45 the coast guard will be dispatched to intercept the yacht, and at 01:30, a good 40 minutes before intercept, the yacht disappears from the radar. The grenades explode, splitting the keel in half, sinking it in seconds. The yacht will be over barbers banks, and sink to a depth of about 5000 feet. That's almost a mile. I'll meet up with you guys at 22:30. Someone has to seal us in the sea can, and install the false tracking tab. Dad, that's where you come in. At 06:00 the next morning, we'll be loaded onto a container ship for the week long journey.
Now I told Dan I was going to escape on that boat, and when they put the screws to him, he'll crack. He'll tell them everything I've told him. They'll spend days looking for the boat, hopefully they'll think were dead when they find parts of it. Even if they are able to find the wreckage with sonar, Diving at that depth is extremely difficult. By the time they figure out that we weren't on that boat, we'll be long gone. In Taiwan, with enough money, we can smuggle ourselves into Australia, or anywhere we want to go."
"A sea can" My father said smiling.
"It's going to work dad."
"I think it will." He said.