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SWAT Kats: Radical Fans

Chapter 3

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Commissioned by chakatBombshell

Author’s Note: All non-original characters are © copyright Hanna-Barbera Productions and are used without official permission. The author makes no profit from this work.

For just a moment, Ruby stood there, and suddenly she realized that everyone in the room was giving her their full attention. Not that she was any less naked than the other women there (more naked than some, actually: at least Callie had on her glasses!), but there was a sort of instinctive understanding that it was the chestnut-haired human who ran things around here. This was her home, the one she shared with Patrick, and whatever might happen, she was the one who decided when enough was enough.

If there could ever be enough.

“What’s sauce for the gander,” the chestnut-haired woman said with a smirk as she stepped forward, placing a hand on each kneeling male kat’s head, “is definitely sauce for the goose.” She glanced at her boyfriend. “Don’t you agree Patrick?”

“Um, y-yeah,” he stammered, even as Callie and Felina stepped forward, the blonde kat woman with immense eagerness, the muscular brunette a little slower, though she didn’t resist as Callie pulled her along by one hand.

“And personally, I wanna see your ‘sauce makers,’ boys,” Ruby continued, caressing their high-tech masks lightly. “You can keep these on.”

“Yes ma’am!” exclaimed T-Bone, getting immediately to his feet and starting to peel open the front of his uniform, baring his broad, thick-muscled chest. Razor was a bit slower to stand, and looked over to Callie before he made any moves. The gorgeous golden-haired queen only gave him a wink and a nod, along with a teasing lick of her lips.

Stepping back a little to better take it all in, Ruby licked her own lips in rising excitement as she watched the two gorgeous males strip down. Their coveralls weren’t complicated pieces of clothing, for all their additions, and they opened up smoothly and slid down to the floor without any major complications. T-Bone was wearing a pair of boxers, while Razor had on some tightie-whitey briefs, but both pairs of underwear soon joined the flight suits on the floor of the apartment. Despite the speed of their disrobing, however, Ruby got a fine eyeful of the two furry men. T-Bone was big and blocky all over, solid in construction, made to take a lot of punishment. There were a few scars that showed even through his yellow fur, but then, Razor had a similarly impressive set of scars showing through his orange-brown fluff…and despite his lesser height and physique compared to T-Bone, his manhood (tomhood?) wasn’t that much smaller. Actually, proportionately-speaking, he was better endowed than T-Bone, even if that still ended up with him packing a bit less immediate heat.

Then the two dynamic males were on her, and Ruby couldn’t hold back a loud cry at the shock of sensation that hit her when T-Bone’s tongue rasped across the naked skin on the tops of her breasts, while Razor nibbled at the sensitive little niche where her neck met her shoulders. Instantly the orangey kat slipped smoothly behind her, nuzzling her hair up enough to let him close his lips around the delicate nape of her neck, before slowly suckling on her in a far gentler version of a feline mating bite. That and the feeling of Razor’s penis with its slightly rubbery barbs rubbing between her yoga-toned buns would have been enough to drive Ruby crazy, but T-Bone was there as well, massive paws lifting her breasts, caressing them, kneading them until her nipples stuck out between his thick fingers, rigidly erect. As his muzzle descended, Ruby could only watch, gape-mouthed, as the big yellow kat began to hungrily gnaw and slurp on her breasts, first one, then the other, the white lenses of his headgear turned at a wickedly mischievous tilt, showing his expressions beneath the mask perfectly.

Razor’s hand seizing Ruby’s hair and pulling her head back, exposing her throat, made the human woman cry out again, but that cry was stifled this time as the energetic orange kat kissed her, his tongue stroking against hers in ways she’d never thought possible, sharp teeth teasing her lips.

“Looks like they’re making a sandwich of your girlfriend,” Callie exclaimed eagerly, watching the fun between the SWAT Kats and Ruby with avid attention as they made her squirm under the attentions of their talented tongues, licking her back and breasts up and down and all around. “They’ve done that to me a few times,” she added with a dreamy expression, even as her dexterous hand wrapped almost unconsciously around Patrick’s smooth erection, starting to stroke him slowly, getting him back up to full attention. “I’m really envious of your queen right now, Patrick: believe me, the experience is intense. I’ve heard that if you make a girl cum hard enough, it’ll make her birth control stop working. That must just be a rumor, though, because I couldn’t walk right for days after the last time those two worked me over, and I haven’t gotten pregnant yet.”

Poor Felina was blushing at these words, and at the free show going on over by the couch, her hands half-moved to cover her nudity, but not in any really effectual way; it was just her default state of modest thinking, as focused as she’d always been on her career and its attendant responsibilities, and on avoiding entanglements that would surely have discredited her position on the force. When Callie reached up and grabbed Felina by the back of her head, pulling the other woman into a greedy kiss, and pulling them both to their knees before Patrick at the same time, she didn’t even try to resist: she was too far out of her element to consider taking charge.

Ironic, Patrick thought, penis throbbing at the sight of the three hottest women he’d ever known in the throes of passion, two of them just a short distance from the seeping tip of his penis: Felina was normally such a dominant woman, strong and confident and heroic. He guessed that was just the brave front she put on in the heat of battle. Naked, stripped of her pretensions as surely as she’d been stripped of her clothes, she was exposed inside as well as out, leaving her so emotionally vulnerable, so completely at the mercy of those around her.

The thought made Patrick’s heart ache almost as much as his raging erection, and he leaned forward to take a turn kissing the black-and-white-haired kat, Callie happily moving to the side to allow it, and then to allow him to go to his knees next to the muscular she-kat. Of course, this just let Callie go to all-fours, resting her modest peach-furred bosom on Patrick’s thigh, while her mouth wrapped around the tip of his penis, lips forming a tight seal as she started to bob her head, just enough to take in the first third of his shaft.

Hands stroking down Felina’s sides, Patrick smiled into his kissing her as he heard her moan, felt her back arching into his body, her breasts squeezing against his naked chest. Then he stroked his hands up her front, fingertips teasing over her solid abs, and then cupping her breasts, rolling them under his palms as he pressed his body against hers, his lust enflamed at the feel of Callie’s eager fellatio, her dainty hands handling his sac with expert skill as she bobbed her head, the vibrations of her happy purr doing things not even Ruby at her most enthusiastic could accomplish. Then it was just one hand fondling him, while the other slipped between Felina’s thighs. Patrick had just enough time to register the messy squelching sounds of the muscular kat queen’s tender cunny being stimulated, before she jerked back powerfully, breaking their kiss to wail at the ceiling, a wail that soon became a drawn-out scream of raw, blissful orgasm as Patrick’s mouth promptly started to slurp just as noisily on her upthrust breasts as Callie’s hand was working between her trembling inner thighs.

Near the couch, Ruby tried to take control of the situation, turning slightly so that she could wrap her hands around each male’s throbbing erection, feeling the small, soft barbs that lined those thick pink lengths tickle against her skin, even as their precum leaked copiously onto her fingers. But she’d excited two healthy, lusty males from a species descended from some of the most efficient predators on their planet, and the moment she turned, exposing her weak side to them, they immediately closed in for the “kill.”

A massive hand slipping beneath her thigh, Ruby gasped, wide-eyed, as T-Bone stepped forward, lifting her leg. The motion made her turn to face him, just for balance purposes, and she almost fell back against Razor’s firm, tight-muscled chest and belly, letting the smaller, wiry male hold her up while the yellow-furred bruiser slid between her spread legs, her uplifted leg wrapping around his waist as he held it up with one big paw, the other gripping his feline pride, guiding it forward like a battering ram.

“Let’s do this together, bro,” T-Bone called out to Razor, and Ruby could feel the smaller kat’s member rubbing between her thighs from behind, right before she felt T-Bone’s big, blunt-headed organ slap up alongside Razor’s more pointed penis. “This human queen needs a good, deep breeding.”

“On three,” agreed Razor eagerly, making Ruby cry out in sharp, sudden orgasm as the pair thrust and ground against her eagerly, the tops of their shafts squeezed tightly against her aching cunny. “One.”

“Wha-?” she managed to mumble out, all the strength seeming to go out of her body as the aftershocks of orgasm racked her body and mind. “Wait…breeding…?”

“Two!” exclaimed T-Bone, both males starting to thrust faster now, harder, pressing the chestnut-haired human between them firmly, their warm, furry chests tight against her naked pink skin.

“But…but what do you mean by…?” Ruby tried to fight through the pink haze of lust shrouding her mind, making it so hard to think, to form any sort of coherent thoughts whatsoever.

“Three!”

“AIIIIIEEEEEE!”

Ruby’s scream was one of ultimate fulfillment, ultimate pleasure, as the SWAT Kats counted off the last number together, and with perfect timing, both their powerful pricks punched into her pussy. Never in her life had she even imagined that she could feel so full! So utterly, completely filled, and fulfilled, not just in body, but at some deep point in her sluttiest, innermost fantasies, at a spot she hadn’t even dared to tell Patrick about. Wriggling against the two powerful, beautiful feline males, her breasts tilted upward as she felt her whole body convulse with pleasure, she didn’t even try to resist as T-Bone slipped his hands beneath her knees, lifting her legs and wrapping them around his waist, while Razor stepped forward, squeezing her tight between them, his hands cupping her bottom, the two SWAT Kats expertly working together to keep Ruby suspended in the air, completely at their mercy.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” purred Callie, interposing herself between Patrick and Felina with true feline grace, smiling teasingly at the human guy as he stayed on his knees, watching the blonde kat nibble on the more muscular woman’s neck, her hands caressing Felina’s naked body as Callie then slid on her knees behind the muscular kat-lady, leaving the strong woman helpless in Callie’s clutches. “Look at this tummy! It’s firm, and not just flat, but it bulges in all the right ways. I’ll bet you could wash your clothes on a tummy like this…”

“C-Callieeeee!” whined Felina, shivering as the other woman teased a clawtip into Felina’s belly button.

“Her chest’s as solid as a man’s,” Callie continued, paying Felina no mind. “But no man in her condition had breasts like these. You can see the taut muscles around her breast bone, where she’s done so many pushups, and who knows what else in the gym. And now all that muscle makes her boobies stand out…and up.”

“Ngh!” grunted Felina as Callie’s hands gripped her breasts, squeezing them tightly, then began to pant and squirm as the gorgeous blonde kat started to pinch and then roll the black-and-white-haired kat’s caramel-colored nipples between her flawless fingers. “Callie, I can’t…it’s too much…you shouldn’t…”

“Did you know that a katgirl turns into a mindless sex fiend if she’s had too many orgasms?” Callie continued, her tone almost casual, but with a naughty hint that belied her true motives: she knew exactly what she was doing. “The Past Master did that to me once, I’m ashamed to admit, and so did Doctor Viper. Well…Doctor Viper did it to me himself. Past Master had to summon some of his minions from various times to help him out.”

“Never saw that in an episode,” Patrick muttered under his breath, eyes wide and cock aching at the sight of Callie Briggs leaning over Felina Feral’s shoulder, all the better to lovingly suckle on the other woman’s breasts, shifting her head to one side and then to other to accomplish this feat, her feline flexibility no end of help.

“It’s not something I normally talk about, of course,” Callie added, her eyes heavy-lidded as she began stroking her hands down Felina’s belly, heading steadily to points south. “Or the time Dark Kat’s imps decided to gang-bang me when he wasn’t paying attention…or all the scandalous costumes those villains have made me wear...” then she giggled. “Or when I wore them myself when I knew the SWAT Kats were coming over!”

Felina couldn’t even form words by this point, her mouth gaped wide, her eyes heavy-lidded as she desperately arched her hips upward, trying to force Callie’s hand to reach its inevitable destination just a little bit faster. Callie, naturally, took this as a sign that she should deliberately hold off just a little longer, keeping her hand caressing the other woman’s light orange pubis, with its escutcheon of black-and-white layered fur just above the dimple of her tempting sex.

“And now I’m going to do something more scandalous than anything I’ve tried so far,” she purred into Felina’s ear, even as she arched her own back, pressing her breasts against Felina’s upper back, thrusting out the other woman’s hips at the same moment her fingers slipped between Felina’s thighs, dexterously spreading the other woman’s swollen labia wide apart. “Now I’m going to help a smoking hot, naked monkey bang my bodyguard…and then have him do the same to me!”

Patrick caught Callie’s pale green eyes for just a moment, before he scooted forward, still on his knees, his hips arching out only an instant after Felina’s did. Just like that, Felina gave a sharp gasp, her amber eyes and taut mouth opened wide, staring forward sightlessly for a few seconds. Then Patrick’s balls slapped against her firmly-muscled bottom, and she looked down at where their bodies were now joined, then up to Patrick’s face. Without thinking, she leaned forward, eyes half-closing, and then closing all the way as her lips met his, their kiss eager, hungry, as she began to grind herself against the human, her breathing sharp and ragged in those brief moments when they came up for air. As Patrick reached around, gripping Felina’s toned buttocks, giving her more leverage, she yowled like a wild animal, then pushed him onto his back, straddling him with a predatory passion, before she started humping him, pulling herself up over him, and then thrusting down good and hard and fast, making the human guy squirm and moan and buck his hips in time to her own desperate, frantic motions.

Insinuating herself behind the coupling pair, Callie kissed her way down Felina’s bare back, making the other kat moan loudly as she lapped at the sensitive cluster of nerves at the base of her tail, before she dipped her head lower still, curling her rubbery-barbed tongue into the juicy space where Patrick’s penis and Felina’s vagina were visible for scant moments between Felina’s savage downward thrusts. She must have done something like this before, for she moved with expert skill, not once getting caught between the two lovers, human and kat, no matter how fast Felina went, her passions rising hot and hard and heavy until they grew to be too much. Patrick sucked in a sharp breath as he felt the raspy, rubbery barbs of Callie’s tongue teasing lower, then, down to his perineum, an easy target whenever his hips bucked upward to meet Felina’s own wild humping, her hands on his chest for support as her buoyant breasts bounced before his eyes. Callie was right: the muscle of Felina’s chest really did just make her breasts look that much more perfect.

Then Patrick’s eyes grew wide, almost at the same time Felina’s did, as Callie slid a single expert digit into both their bottoms. As soon as the sensation of this sudden penetration hit both their brains, Felina yowled, claws extending as she raked six lines of red in Patrick’s chest, three on each side, her belly almost vibrating with the force and speed of her orgasms now as they hit her brain in wave after wave, her inner thighs trembling, buttocks visibly flexing again and again. As for Patrick, the double-shock of pleasure from Callie stimulating his prostate and pain from Felina’s sharp-clawed fingers made his hips thrust upward with enough force to raise Felina right up to a crouch, while his back almost bent double, his fists clenched tight in the carpet, while his jaw clenched up just as tightly, his eyes narrowed right down to tiny slits, focused right on the point where his body was filling up Felina’s – and he was filling her up, cumming so hard, it felt as though he were quite literally emptying his balls like an overflowing canteen.

“Good kitten,” Callie purred as Patrick slowly sank back to the floor, Felina slumping forward on top of him, allowing the blonde kat to lovingly stroke the tough Enforcer’s back from neck to rump, just like Patrick might have petted a four-legged cat. “You really needed that. Are you feeling better now?”

“Mmm-hmm,” Felina mumbled, purring softly as she cuddled up against Patrick, resting her head right under his chin, arms wrapping around him in a happy hug.

“I’m glad, Felina,” Callie giggled. “And I really do want you to be happy. But, well…it’s my turn now.”

“Mrph!”

“Oh, don’t be like that. I’m sure there’s plenty for both of us.” Callie’s eyes twinkled with mischief behind her glasses. “And even if there isn’t, I’m sure Patrick’s tongue will make up the difference.”

Reluctantly, Felina rolled to the side, off of Patrick’s chest, and reached down with one hand, wrapping it around his glistening prick as it popped free of her quim. She and Callie shared a look, and then a very wicked, toothy smile, and then Patrick sat up, despite how much he ached all over from having Felina rock his world, his eyes wide and cock once more rigid as he watched both kat women nibbling and licking their way up and down each side of his shaft, only to mouth the plump head of his penis once they reached the tip, then pass it to the other kat, while they made their way back down to his balls. He’d thought they were drained dry after that last orgasm, but with the way they were tingling every time some greedy little muzzle started slurping on them…nope, he was probably good to go at least once more, and maybe two or three times!

By this point, poor Ruby had been through too many orgasms to even attempt putting on a civilized front anymore. Every so often she’d squirm a bit when she felt one of the guys’ raspy barbs tease over her G-spot, but she felt so warm and satisfied and comfortable right then, she knew there wasn’t much point in trying to keep moving with the two powerful, muscular males that had her in their grip. They’d dominated her with their simple combined presence, and she’d felt them cum inside of her…what was it now? Twice each? Three times? Whatever the score, she’d have to let them keep track: right now, her cunny was just swimming in catcum, and the feel of it made her so very warm inside, and more than a little bit sleepy.

“Oh, you guys,” she moaned, giving them both a tired grin as she looked first over her shoulder at Razor, who’d wrapped one of her arms over his shoulders to give him some better leverage, and then forward to T-Bone, still gripping her legs, holding them high, both of them trying desperately not to sink their claws into her smooth flesh. Both of them also had the same determined, competitive expression on their faces, fangs bared and gritted tightly. They were hot and sweaty and obviously right on the edge of their personal endurances, but these two hot kat boys just wouldn’t stop until the other one did! With Ruby right in the middle, she strongly suspected this sort of a competition was going to leave her very sore in the morning. But, somehow, she felt it was going to be worth it!

“Put,” she somehow managed to get out through dry lips, before she flicked out her tongue to wet them. “Put me down, boys,” she insisted, reaching up to push gently on T-Bone’s chest so as to better get their attentions, bringing the big guy to a halt, Razor stopping a few thrusts later. “I…I really wanna…taste you both. Get a good, deep drink of…kitty cream.”

The pair traded a look, then their competitive expressions turned to eager grins, and a moment later they were resting Ruby on her knees, taking their time, making sure she wouldn’t just collapse the moment they put her down. Apparently they’d had that sort of thing happen before (possibly with Callie, Ruby mused, very much liking the thought of that hot blonde kat chick on her knees, serving these two gorgeous specimens of manhood like a pleasure slave – bondage just seemed to suit Callie so!), and Ruby was very appreciative of the loving hands on her back and shoulders, caressing her until she began to press back into the touch of the two males, moaning softly.

“Yeah,” she almost whispered, eyes fixing on the magnificent male erections to either side, hands soon following eyes as she wrapped her fingers around those stiff columns of hard pink katflesh. “That’s just what I wanted to see.”

The moment Callie went to all-fours, turning around to present her hiney toward Patrick’s eager gaze, Felina just couldn’t help herself: Callie’s tushie just looked so squeezable! Stroking the other kat woman’s bushy blonde tail upward, making sure to pay special attention to that tender little nub of nerves right at the base, Felina then grabbed tight hold of Callie’s buns, squeezing and kneading and rolling them in her strong hands even as she moved to Callie’s side, facing toward Patrick. One arm pinned Callie’s tail (already moving to the side to better present herself to the human tom), and Felina leaned down to kiss and then nibble the point of one taut little cheek.

“You’re so aggressive, Felina!” giggled Callie, arching her back to better thrust into the touch of the other queen, as well as presenting herself all the more openly for Patrick. “I think we woke up her wild side, Patrick!”

“Oh yeah,” Patrick agreed with a grin, before licking his lips, his own hands joining Felina’s, squeezing and then spreading Callie’s buns apart, his thumbs peeling her labia open, its juicy pink wetness standing out clearly against the smooth peach tones of her short-furred body. “And I like it!”

“So do I,” Felina murmured, wrapping one four-fingered hand around Patrick’s once-again full, throbbing erection, stroking it a few times before he moved his hips forward, letting her guide him into place, the glans nudging her inner folds open, then sinking in a little at his slightest touch. “Put it in her, Patrick: I wanna watch this teasing little queen get bred!”

Ruby turned her head, her eyes wide, at the sound of Callie’s beautiful cry of penetration, and would have bit her lip at the sight of her boyfriend’s cock squeezing its way into that supermodel-gorgeous babe…except that might have caused some problems for the owners of the two cocks she presently had stuffed in her mouth at the same time. Mostly she’d done it at first because she wanted to see if she could. Now, it was kind of hot feeling those shafts rubbing against each other, and against her tongue, while she felt the rubbery little barbs along their undersides teasing her tastebuds.

Reluctantly, Ruby slowed her bobbing head, and then pulled back a little, letting both kitty cocks pop free. No, she had an idea for how she wanted this to end, and she wasn’t quite ready to drain her two katboys just yet…well, not completely, anyway. Hmm, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to have a drink from each; after all, they’d shown themselves able to cum plenty of times, with minimal slowing down.

Yes, Ruby decided as she turned her head, letting T-Bone’s shaft slide smoothly into her mouth, spreading her lips quite wide to handle him, alternating looking up at his white-eyed face and over at where Patrick was humping Callie like there was no tomorrow: just a taste wouldn’t hurt at all.

Patrick glanced over just as Ruby was popping her mouth free of T-Bone’s thick, glistening length, before she sank her mouth down on Razor’s more slender-looking shaft (really more of an optical illusion, due to their relative body types: they were actually pretty close in dimensions), and the sight of his gorgeous girlfriend going down on his two childhood (crushes?) idols made him give a feral snarl of his own as he mauled Callie’s bouncy peach-furred buns in his hands, and plowed her pussy with a will!

Felina’s breathing came in aroused gasps as she watched Patrick’s penis piston forward and back in a pink blur, even as Callie’s cunny tried to grip down on him, a little bit of her inner walls following the frantic thrusts of his shaft. With a wicked inspiration, she reached around, and suddenly brought down her hand on Callie’s tush with a loud smack! that made the katwoman squeal loudly, arching her back in short, erratic pulses as she started to cum, while Ruby and both of the SWATKats fixed their eyes on the sight of Callie cumming her brains out, her juices just gushing out onto Patrick’s balls and inner thighs.

His own focus now narrowed down to a single point, Patrick held onto Callie’s bottom for death life, thrusting like a mad thing, erratic and jerky as he fought desperately to keep a grip on himself. His inner muscles were aching like mad – almost burning! – as he flexed bits of himself that he hadn’t even realized were there before, holding onto the moment for as long as he could, reluctant to let it pass. And there, right before him, were Callie’s inner depths, her swollen pink cunny visibly gripping and clenching down on his pistoning shaft with every buck of his hips, moving with machinegun rapidity, giving her his all, her wails of orgasm after orgasm just an afterthought in the background, just like he was trying with all his might to ignore the way Felina’s breasts kept rubbing against his back as she squeezed herself tightly against his body, warm furry flesh stroking against smooth human skin as she looked over his shoulder, panting in her excitement, eager for the moment of climax.

That moment came with a loud, exultant cry from not just Patrick, but all three of the males in the room, T-Bone and Razor arching their hips forward in Ruby’s hands as she suddenly pulled back, pumping them wildly, eyes wide and shining in arousal as she watched their jets of cum spurting out over Callie’s back and face, T-Bone’s claws bared and hands spread wide, while Razor’s hands were clenched tight, his claws digging into his own flesh. At the same time, Patrick hunched forward, lips curling back (though his teeth were of course far less impressive than the fangs of the two big male kats) as he felt Felina’s hands on his balls, feeling them pulse as he thrust almost until he was sure he was going to bump against Callie’s womb, before he finally lost all control, his cry of orgasm a short, almost pained bark of ultimate pleasure that washed over him, making his entire body buck and tense, every muscle standing out clearly beneath his skin.

Spots were still dancing before Patrick’s eyes when he felt strong but not ungentle hands lifting him, and heard the murmur of male voices, shortly before he felt distinctly masculine mouths tugging on his once-flagging erection. As soon as he could see the two SWATKats licking up each side of his shaft, though, Patrick’s erection rallied, even though he was pretty sure it would be for the last time – even as intensely erotic as everything happening to him was, there were still physical limitations that had to be admitted, no matter how vexing they might be.

But T-Bone and Razor only spent another moment or two using their muzzles on Patrick, enough for T-Bone to bob his head twice before passing the human cock off to his copilot, who managed three eager bobs of his head before he pulled off with a deliberately sucking “pop.” Still dazed, all Patrick could do was watch as the two muscular males stood, one to either side of him, their hands holding him up on legs that felt like they’d turn to jelly at any moment.

“Callie’ll do that to you,” Razor confided in Patrick with a grin, shared by T-Bone and Patrick, before he chucked the human guy under the chin. “But your girlfriend wanted something special for the finale.”

“Don’t know how much you heard after you gave Callie both barrels,” T-Bone chimed in. “We’ll just assume not much, huh?” He waited to see Patrick’s nod before he motioned with his muzzle to the gorgeous trio of women on the floor before them at that moment. “Well…I think you can figure it out pretty fast.”

Patrick could, and did, his eyes wide, his heart feeling like it was pulsing in his throat, as he watched Ruby and Felina finish cleaning Callie’s face with their tongues. A trio of sex-kittens occurred to his pleasure-soaked brain, and he decided he’d have to mention it to Ruby later on, right before his entire attention was seized by the sight of those three beautiful women, two of them not even his own species, and yet so very, very sexy, turn their smoldering eyes on him and the two kats beside him. Just like that, his penis gave a bob, spurting a jet of clear precum onto the carpet right before them, and he couldn’t restrain his groan as the three women crawled toward him and T-Bone and Razor, their backs arched, their hips deliberately swaying like feral cats in heat.

Looking down, Patrick’s eyes met Ruby’s…but he had to admit that he had a hard time keeping his gaze fixed on hers, like a proper, romantic guy was supposed to: with her heart-shaped bottom thrust out behind her like it was, and those of Callie (even more voluptuous!) and Felina (less so, but toned and taut) as well, well…it really was a bit much for any guy to take, no matter how sensitive he was trying to be.

“You’ve left our pussies all stretched and sore,” said Ruby in a chiding tone of voice, her expression at once commanding and teasing, as were those of her kat woman companions, both of them nodding in agreement. “But we’re still…hungry.” Her hands wrapped around the base of Patrick’s shaft, caressing it lovingly, before one hand cupped his aching sac. “So you’re going to give us a nice snack before we’ll even begin to feel satisfied. Isn’t that right, girls?”

“Sure is!” declared Felina, giving T-Bone’s heavy balls an appraising squeeze while hefting them in one hand, her smile making it clear that she was very satisfied with what she felt.

“Oh yes,” Callie also agreed, holding Razor’s shaft gently in one hand, while stroking her soft-furred cheek against the other side, looking up at him with her wide, pale blue eyes.

“Any objections?” Ruby asked, letting her warm breath tease over the seeping tip of Patrick’s penis.

“No ma’am!” all three males stated immediately.

That was all it took to signal the start, as Ruby immediately kissed Patrick’s glans, making sure to draw out the kiss, turning it into a loving, eager mouthing – almost a French kiss! – as her tongue darted forward and back, circling the corona, before she pushed herself forward just a little, until that extra-sensitive crown was pressed beneath her lips, where she could suckle on them directly.

Felina, the least experienced of the three, as well as the most goal-oriented, wasted no time in wrapping her lips around T-Bone’s thickness, her dark eyes turning up to meet his white-visored gaze as she started working her short muzzle forward and back, using her hand to stroke the parts she couldn’t reach yet, but making sure to take a little more of him on each forward thrust of her lips.

Callie, finally, didn’t simply dig into her tasty treat, but stroked her short muzzle up and down both sides of Razor’s red shaft, then starting to nibble, and then to suck that rigid red flesh, almost like she was working over a nice, sweet popsicle. Her hand caressed the other side of Razor’s shaft that her mouth wasn’t attending to, making sure to tilt the kat man’s penis into her efforts, all the better to heighten the pleasure he received. Finally, when the orange-furred kat was almost up on his tip-toes with tension, Callie showed poor Razor some mercy, and gave the very tip of his pointed penis the most dainty, delicate of licks…before she happily wrapped her mouth around his cock, both her hands wrapping around the rest of his shaft as she started to fellate him properly.

Every so often, each of the males would look over at the partner of one of his companions, and then up into the eyes of said companion, only to share a grin of shared pleasure. What could be a hotter sight than three gorgeous babes, completely eager-to-please, each of them bobbing their heads with abandon now, all three of them looking up at their men with adoring, almost worshipful expressions on their pretty faces…made all the more pretty by having their cute mouths spread wide by the thickness of a male’s cock!

Razor was the one who started to trend, catching Patrick’s and then T-Bone’s eyes, making sure he had their attention, before he started to kneel. The other two followed suit, all three of them delighting immediately in the way this caused their females’ bottoms to thrust out as they shifted position to match their males. Taking this new position as a presented invitation, T-Bone, confident and aggressive sort that he was, immediately reached out with a big paw, grabbing and then squeezing Felina’s tightly-toned tushie, before slipping his hand under her fluffy tail, and starting to rub the gushing little cooze he found there, a broad canary-eating grin spreading across his face at the look of shocked pleasure that immediately spread across Felina’s face before she began moaning, squeezing her eyes tightly shut as she started bobbing her head with almost frantic speed. Patrick and Razor soon followed suit, and in moments the entire room was filled with the moans and whimpers and eager cooing sounds of three beautiful babes rising to their own orgasms right alongside their males. Now it was a race, but the very best sort: one where everybody got to be a winner!

Perhaps as a surprise to everyone, it was Callie who came first! Mewling adorably around her delicious mouthful of katcock, the blonde kat woman’s bottom visibly clenched, her tail standing straight up as she looked up at Razor with a dazed-yet-adoring expression. Then, her body going into overdrive, she reached around, seizing tight hold of his trim, firm buns, one finger pulling the same trick she’d used on Patrick, finding the orange-furred kat’s prostate in an instant…and then adding a second finger to the first…and then a third! Obviously Razor had some experience with large insertions, and Patrick made a mental note to do some investigation into some of the fun he and T-Bone got up to when there weren’t any women around during those lonely nights at the junkyard. The trick worked, though, and Razor’s own bottom clenched, tail hiking high as he bared his sharp teeth, both hands going immediately to Callie’s head, holding her in place as he worked his hips frantically, feeding her his copious load of man-cream.

“Callie!” he got out through clenched fangs, while Callie Briggs looked up at his face with wide, eager eyes, her throat visibly working as she did her very best not to spill a single drop. “My queen,” he added, his tone much softer and more intimate.

T-Bone was the next to pop, Felina’s training apparently allowing her more control over her body…though not that much control, as she began to yowl just a moment later, losing her grip on the big yellow kat’s cock, which began to spray her up and down with cum, before she managed to get a grip on it with one hand, and force the still-spurting length back into her mouth. Her eyes almost closed, her cheeks heavily flushed, she deep-throated T-Bone right to his roots, desperate to gulp down as much cream as possible.

Patrick was the last, though this was likely because he’d just cum more times in a single day than he had in…well, ever, actually. He was running pretty close to empty! At least he thought he was, until he looked down into Ruby’s beautiful eyes, and suddenly knelt, making her lose her liplock on his cock for a moment…only to have it replaced with his lips as he kissed her passionately. He lay back on the carpet at the kats all around them were cumming, and immediately Ruby climbed over him, going into the old sixty-nine they’d tried a few times in the past. This time, it came off perfectly, which was to say that they “came off” perfectly, the two humans humping each others’ mouths, Patrick beneath and Ruby on top, spraying their juices down each others’ throats. The sight captivated both pairs of kats, who just watched, breathing hard, letting the image burn itself into their memories.

That was definitely a position they’d all have to try out later back home!

Sometime later, after another shower (all of them together, to try and save a bit of water), and some shared grooming, the exhausted couples all just decided to camp out on some scattered pillows and comforters in the living room. Right then, none of the six of them really wanted to be separated from the others, so a cuddlepile seemed like the perfect way to end the evening.

*

Days later, Patrick was looking up at the sky, sun streaming down on his face. There hadn’t been sun there just a moment ago: instead, he and Ruby had been in the shadow of the Turbokat as it hovered above an empty field way out past the city limits.

“So strange to think they’re gone,” he said to nobody in particular, even if Ruby was the only one there to hear…well, her and a few politely inquisitive cows, anyway; the Turbokat had been almost completely silent while it hovered and then blinked through space and time once more. “Do you think they made it all right?”

“Pretty sure,” Ruby said, reaching into her handbag and pulling out a plastic rectangle. She popped open the case, and nodded as she saw the additional DVDs that had found their way into the back of the surprisingly technically-enhanced boxed set that had once contained the complete adventures of the SWATKats that were known on Earth…and now contained their complete adventures.

Razor had been quite busy over the last two weeks, to say the least.

“Really too bad we can’t share those with anyone,” Patrick mused, taking the episode guide out of the back and smirking at some of the rather raunchy titles that shared space with far more commonplace ones. “Some executive somewhere’d have our hides. Pretty good idea, though, to use the DVDs in my boxed set as a temporal anchor; and with the added benefit of letting us in on the fun they’re having back home.”

“As long as we keep adding blank DVDs,” agreed Ruby, before lowering one hand to her stomach, while Patrick slid the case back into her purse. “That won’t be the only tie we have with them.”

“You never did tell them about that, huh?” Patrick asked with a smirk.

“Well…they might not be the father…or fathers,” Ruby demurred; she and Patrick had been in a state of strange euphoria ever since Ruby’s pregnancy test had come up positive on the home kit, her birth control apparently having somehow burned out at some point during the events of the last two weeks (and the fun of the first night had been far from the only point of excitement they’d shared with the kats before they’d found their way back home).

“Wouldn’t surprise me if you had twins,” Patrick chuckled, placing a hand on top of Ruby’s. “Or triplets, for that matter. After all, litters are what’s normal for a cat, so why not a kat?”

“Aw, Patrick!” Ruby giggled, giving him a light, mock-smack on the shoulder. “Don’t even joke about that sort of thing!”

“I’m not, actually,” Patrick replied, his expression suddenly turning serious. “We’ll have to go to the doctor and get everything confirmed of course, but I’ve got to say, I never really realized just how much I love you until I saw you making love to my childhood fantasy figures. And you let me act out all the fantasies I’ve always dreamed about, not only without judging me, but joining in, making me feel…right. Right, and loved.”

“Well,” Ruby blushed, looking down as Patrick took her hands in his. “It was pretty hard to pass up a chance like that.” She glanced at the softly-glowing DVD case in her still-open purse. “And who knows? It might not be our last chance, at that.”

“Whether it is or it isn’t,” Patrick continued, going to his knees, “I know now that I never want to go through life without you, Ruby. Will you marry me?”

She looked down at the ring he was holding out in one hand, the other still gripping hers as they were still folded over her stomach. Then Ruby’s vision blurred with tears, and she grabbed both of Patrick’s hands, pulling him to his feet so she could wrap her arms around him.

“Always and forever, Patrick.” She kissed him, then let him slip the ring around her finger; it didn’t fit perfectly, but of course it was meant to be resized after she accepted. “I’m looking forward to whatever adventures the future might hold.”

“You and me both,” agreed Patrick as they both turned to look back at the place where the Turbokat had recently vacated, taking the kats back home. At least for now.