Here, Kitty, Kitty...

Story by IgnisCuniculus on SoFurry

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#3 of Porn Shorts

Of Cats and Seawater... ^.^


"Come, cat. Come into the water. Come and get me," she grinned as she teased the young black cat, splashing him with the ocean water and giggling as he took a few steps back. She was only a few feet deep, and yet she was still out of reach if he wanted to stay even the slightest semblance of dry.

The feline licked his fur, twitching slightly and glaring at the sexy little fish with a low growl. He didn't like to be teased. He had half a mind to leave and forget all about her, but then again she held herself in an embrace which spoke volumes, teasingly hiding those faint, erect blue-green nipples behind her white-iridescent scaled arms, lavender tinted, blue-green fins helping her rest atop the water as she held those breasts captive. He wanted to trace those scales, to split deep between them, enjoying the smooth entrance to that warmth between her hidden thighs. He suppressed a groan and glared harder. If only she wasn't so wet.

"What's wrong, kitty? You afraid?"

"You better stop that."

"Stop what?"

"You know very well what," he growled, exasperated. "You're tempting me."

"Why, I don't have any idea whatever you could mean," she trailed off, with a little grin.

His hazel hues held a touch of red ringing his irises. One could say that red streak reflected his growing anger, and his growing heat. The cat inched closer to the waves, pacing the beach a little.

The little fish just smiled, lifting an arm which revealed slightly one of those deep-sea tinted nipples and the cat stopped his pacing, staring as she toyed with her short, jaw-length seaweed-green hair.

"You tease." He inched closer, his paws getting wet, caught by the edges of a wave. She laughed at the way he then retreated and scratched at the dry sand, trying in vain to remove the wet clumps of sand from between his claws. He sighed heavily at the feel of his length hard-pressed against his belly and stared at the source of this annoyance. "You."

"Me? What about me?"

He hissed a low growl and licked at the sand clinging to his fur.

"Come here, kitty, and let the water clean that off," she said with an innocent smile. That longing look in his greenish-brown eyes had steadily been growing the whole afternoon. It had changed just as steadily from a hungry gaze to a lusting one. She enjoyed teasing the kitties. She loved how much they hated the water, and how much more they hated her for being in the water. She giggled involuntarily.

"What are you laughing at, fish?" he glared, and took a step closer. Fuck it, his paws were already wet and sandy. He wanted that fish and he was going to teach her a lesson or two about teasing a determined cat. He stepped further into the water.

She smiled. This was different. This was definitely promising. She allowed him to get closer, her grin widening as a wave lifted and washed over his head, leaving the feline's fur completely damp, the flavor of salt. This didn't stop him, however, and he swam out the few feet in where she was waiting. She couldn't help her curiosity. She faintly wondered what it'd be like to bed a male cat between the waves.

He growled low as he neared her and that curiosity turned to fear. She was concerned of becoming not merely a plaything, but a meal, and with a terrified gasp at the notion she tried to turn and swim away, but she had allowed him in too close. He caught her green hair, smooth and silky, floating on the water, and pulled her back to him, evoking a struggled yelp. She looked up to him, that fear deepening in her eyes, "Don't eat me, Kitty! I was only teasing."

"Eat you?" He growled and nipped at her throat, "Oh, I don't have any intention to eat you..." and drew her hips back against his own. The smooth scales were a rather nice, new sensation beneath his paws. He could almost get to like the water if it meant always having such a lovely fish to toy with. He traced those scales down her belly and between her thighs. Just as he imagined, those soft petals slightly parted between those inner thighs gave off a nice heat, even beneath the water. She shivered at the touch and he immediately buried himself deep into her warmth from behind. She gasped and moaned real low, relaxing back against him as her fear subsided, closing her eyes. There was a texture to the invading member that she hadn't known before. His barbed length teased her inner walls, stroking into them, scratching into them, making her all the more wanton. The next instant he bit hard into her throat and with a pleasured scream she was his, marked inside and out.

His teeth nipped and grazed her throat very softly now as he rocked his hips slowly into her own, the tender sensation over the slightly bruised scales made her shiver. It was nice. She moaned softly and leaned further back into him. He hesitated as he almost lost his balance floating in the water, and traced the fins along her arms, slowly withdrawing and turning her to face him. Licking her nose, he smiled and pressed her back against the water, and she stretched her arms out to help them float as he drew her thighs up out of the sea, resting her little ankles against his shoulders as he pressed his length slowly all the way back in. Her lower legs reaching down to her ankles displayed matching, lavender-seablue fins to the ones along her arms and for the first time that day the male cat just purred, nuzzling his cheeks into her breasts and lapping softly at her nipples.

Whimpering sweetly, she arched herself up against him, eagerly accepting every inch of him again and again, scratching the white nails of her webbed hands down his spine and sighing into his ear, "Oh, kitty. Mmm."

The water around them seemed to calm, carrying their joined bodies like a bed. Her moans only enticed him to drive himself harder, hilting himself deeper into her warmth. He gently dug his claws into her sides as she kept them both afloat. They panted softly together, nuzzling against each others' throats. He was purring loudly now. It was an endearing sound, and the little fish only held him tighter, shifting so that her thighs were wrapped about his hips and she could better support him on the water as those hips hit into her own harder still. He was determined to own her pleasureful cries which only increased as they both neared oblivion.

Digging her nails into his shoulder blades, she felt his wet fur tease against her inner thighs as he hilted himself once more, mewling with pleasure as he filled her depths with his hot seed. She matched his cries, her body shuddering, the inner walls of her warmth tightening against his length, arms wrapping around his body and sinking momentarily into the ocean-water with their shudders. She kissed him beneath the waves before resurfacing, both catching their breaths.

She giggled and sighed happily, nuzzling into the wet fur of his chest and licking at the saltwater with her lavender tongue, smiling up at him as he looked down into her silver eyes.

"Such a silly kitty. Kitty come back to me?" She asked.

He laughed and licked at her tongue. He could taste the salt from her body lingering on his lips and knew it'd be a long time before he'd forget that taste, the smell, and the feel of this little fish. Through her teasing she had won after all. He grinned and replied with a deep, low purr, "Mhmm, only next time we're doing this on land."

"Silly kitty," she laughed.