Bad Kitties II The Prequel
BAD KITTIES II The Prequel
Life was never easy for Felicia and Felicity. Born to a drug addicted mother, and an alcoholic father, the Siamese twins were on their own from an early age. Lacking adult directions, the kittens came to rely on one another. Sex came to Felicia at an early age; at barely eight years of age, she encountered a neighborhood Tom.
"Hey, Felicia, wanna play?
"Play what?" she inquired innocently
"Train."
"What's that?"
"I'll be the train, and you'll be the tunnel. Now take your pants down" the Tom instructed
"I don't know, I'm not supposed to..."
"What's the matter? You scared or something?"
This struck a nerve. Looking out for herself and her sister, Felicia was never scared. At least not that she's admit to. Defiantly, she pulled down her little cotton pants.
"There!"
The Tom dropped his own.
"Now lay down. I'm gonna put my train in your tunnel!"
Felicia bit her lip. She didn't know, or understand what was happening. She just knew it hurt. But she wouldn't cry; she wasn't allowed the luxury. When the train left the station, Felicia pulled on her pants, and went home.
She didn't say anything to her parents; she'd be blamed and likely beaten. And she didn't tell Felicity; she didn't want her sister scared. So, she just went on, making her way, the best she knew how.
Life was pretty much a rough and tumble affair for the twins first decade. Then, by some miracle, their mother got off drugs. Dad still drank, but with a newly sober mom, she kept him pretty much in check. Still, the years of substance abuse took their toll. They were poor, no question about it. They lived on the wrong side of the tracks in Trenton's North Ward, where the streets were mean, but the wind was meaner.
It was on one of those mean, Winter nights, that Felicity woke in the middle of the night. The wind blew so hard, it rattled the panes in the windows of the girl's bedroom. There was room there for but a single bed, but it didn't matter; it was so cold, they needed each other to keep at least a little warm. Felicia got up to use the bathroom. She rose carefully, so as not to awaken her sister. She padded softly to the bathroom. Sitting down, she relieved herself quickly, as the bathroom was cold, too. She went to wipe herself, and looked down to see blood on the tissue. She wiped again, again there was blood. She wiped again and again, but still she saw blood. She began to panick, cold and alone, wiping again and again hoping the bleeding would stop. Having woken when her sister left, Felicia went to check. Sleepily, she went to check.
"You coming back to bed, or you gonna keep us both up all night?" she asked sleepily
Her sister looked back, terror on her face, still holding a tissue to her sex.
"What's the matter, sis?"
"I'm bleeding, and it won't stop!" the frantic Siamese blurted out.
"Here, let me see..." Felicia took the tissue, pulling it aside to check her frightened sister.
Having checked her, Felicia smiled.
"It's your heat." she stated matter of factly
"But...but...I'm BLEEDING!" she responded, voice quivering.
Felicia took her trembling sister in her arms, stroking her affectionately
"Sis, it's OK; it's just something that happens to girls."
Felicia grabbed a stick on pad from her mother's stash, and took her sister's hand, leading her back to the bedroom. Felicia took a clean pair of panties from the drawer, and placed the pad in the crotch. She then pulled them into place.
"There. That's better."
Then she removed a big T shirt from the drawer, pulling off her soiled nighty and putting her in the large, clean shirt.
"Come on; if we wake up mom and dad, we'll get a licking."
The twins got back into bed. When they lay down, Felicia felt her sister still shaking.
"Sis, you OK?" she inquired, tenderly.
"Would....you hold me....just a little?" she asked, hopefully.
Without a word, Felicia embraced her sister. She held her very close, until the shaking stopped. Sis buried her face in the soft fur of her underbelly. Felicity rubbed and fondled her sister tenderly, as they had since kittenhood.
But something was different now. The more she snuggled her sister, the more she wanted. But, wanted what? Felicity wasn't sure, but she was sure she wanted something. In time, Felicia noticed that this was more than a sisterly hug.
"You gonna sleep?" Felicia asked.
"I want to, but I feel...funny."
"Funny..how?" her sister asked.
"Like, uh, I like hugging you, but not like we've done before....like I REALLY like it." she answered, embarrassed.
Finally, Felicia figured it out.
"You're in HEAT, silly. You want to be mated."
"Mated?" she asked "what's that?"
Felicia was taken back. She knew she was a bit more worldly than her twin, but she had no idea just how much.
"You really don't know?" Felicia embraced her sister tenderly, stroking her softly. Felicity responded immediately. She nuzzled and held her sister back, murring softly.
Not letting go, Felicia explained.
"It's what boys and girls....men and women... do when they're in love.
"You mean' like kissing?" she asked, naively.
"That's where it starts, but there's more...."
Felicity was now wide awake.
"Show me."
Felicia gently laid her sister on her back, and, in spite of the cold, pulled the covers back. She got astride her sister to demonstrate.
"the Tom gets over you like this, then he puts his penis in you, and rubs it back and forth."
Felicia gestured as to how it would look.
"But WHERE?" she asked impatiently.
"There. " Felicia pulled her panties down, putting a slender finger in her outer vagina.
Felicity jumped. All the rubbing on her sex had primed the pump for this. She could now identify the feeling, and it's source. Felicia didn't remove her finger immediately, lingering in her sister's crease. Felicity took hold of her twin's hand, and directed it's motion to where she felt best. Felicia gladly complied. Her sex was wet and smooth, and the touch felt SOOOO good.
"Rub it faster!"
Felicity knew something was happening, she just didn't know what. All she knew was that her body was now in control, and she was eager to follow where it lead. As her sister rubbed her tiny, immature clitoris, the feelings increased. She felt herself gasping for air, sweating, panting, getting so wet in her privates....
And then it happened. It washed over her in great, rolling waves. Like a person lost to the waves, she rolled with it, limp and powerless, as each wave crashed to the shore. Slowly, the waves got smaller, leaving her spent and shaking in the bad. Felicia, who had been rubbing her sex, now held her, kissing and comforting her scared sister.
"Sis....I feel so.....weird. What WAS that?"
"You really don't know?"
Her sister's blank expression answered the question.
"You came."
"Came from where?"
"You came. Orgasmed.
"So, what's that?"
"It's what happens after sex. That's the reward. You come at the end."
"It felt really, really good, not like anything I ever felt. Have YOU done it, Sis?"
Felicia blushed.
"Uh huh."
Was it....was it...like THAT?" Her eyes were big, with the thought of her sis doing such a thing.
"Yeah. Pretty much."
Felicity pulled her underpants back up, then the covers. She hugged Felicia, and they kissed a bit, too. Soon, the sisters fell asleep in each other's loving arms.
Felicity was fascinated with her new discovery. She woke early, and touched herself softly, before her sister woke up. Felicia woke up, of course, as it was a single bed. The two did it again, before taking a fast, cold shower, and getting off to school.
They grabbed a quick breakfast before they left.
"You two are up early...for a change!" their mother observed.
The twins looked at each other and just laughed. They grabbed their books, and ran off to school, looking forward to going home again....for a change.