Sushi and Pizza
#14 of Lyre City
Sushi and Pizza are two uniquely colored cats who have discovered one another and made each other a lover.
Once upon a time there was a female cat with a rather interesting color pattern. She was mostly yellow, but had splotches of red and brown across her golden pelt. As a kitten, other children noted she resembled a slice of pizza. So they nicknamed her 'Pizza.' She hated the nickname at first, but as these things go she eventually adopted it as her own badge of pride.
Of the same age as Pizza in a city not far away was another cat with an interesting fur pattern. She was a mostly white cat whose back was a bright pink. It took little imagination to think she resembled a piece of salmon nigiri. So she gained the nickname 'Sushi'.
Now, it so happened that as she grew, Pizza developed a taste for the fish and rice that was sushi. She loved the fine variety available to her and became a bit of a snob regarding it. She mastered the technique of a sharp knife and developed her own rolls and flavors. And of course, a bottle of sake was always a welcome addition.
Sushi, on the other hand, craved the junk food cheese and tomato sauce that was pizza. She loved eating at fine pizzerias and making her own. She also liked the big chains, but don't tell anyone. Deep dish, thin crust, Hawaiian, taco, barbeque chicken. She tried them all. The possibilities were endless.
The two young women discovered one another while attending the same university. They found each other's food colored pelts and corresponding nicknames amusing. And that they each had developed a favorite food corresponding to the opposing female's food pelt. And then came a night, when Pizza shared her warm sake, and Sushi brought a sampling of her collection of craft beers for Pizza, that they decided to see if they were one another's favorite thing to eat in another way. And it turned out, they were.
Sushi came hard, her juices pouring out of her pussy down over Pizza's face. The yellow and spotted cat did not relent at her licking. Sushi's body was wrecked. There was only one way to save herself. With all her might she shoved her muzzle into Pizza's own dripping cunt. The latter cat had greater resolve than Sushi, but after being drenched in Sushi's honey, Pizza didn't have a chance. Pizza's entire body shivered beneath Sushi as she ejaculated across the carpet of their now shared apartment. Pizza's licking ceased, unable to go. And Sushi having more mercy than her beloved shifted her frenzied nomming of Pizza's puss to a gentle lapping.
Sushi shivered and rolled off of her mate. Collapsed onto the floor, she moaned another 'wow.' The third such orgasm she'd had that night. And likely far from the last. But both women needed an extended respite from their lovemaking. So they crawled, both of them shaking and giggling, to the blanket they'd laid out at the base of their sofa.
Upon the blanket lay several plates. Some held Pizza's delectable sushi rolls, and others held Sushi's gourmet pizza recipes. It was an odd combination. But for a romantic Valentine's night it seemed wrong to not dine on oneself as well as the other. Cuddling up tight, Sushi held a square of her creation to Pizza's muzzle, and Pizza fed a roll to Sushi.
They dined slowly, interspersing their eating with lengthy kisses of one another's face and neck. Their fingers caressed the breasts and thighs of the other. And of course they occasionally worked their way to the other's, or their own, cunny. The only time they broke contact was for Sushi to put another of her creations in the oven and for Pizza to slice up another roll of her design. Then it would be back to the blanket for more tender attentions and light snacking. Until the passion took them again and they descended into heated lovemaking.
Pizza was finding herself swiftly being taken by such passions. Her fingers now playing extensively with Sushi's puss. She had, of course, made certain to clean her hands thoroughly before touching her lover's intimate areas. They didn't need a repeat of last year when there had been a bit of wasabi left on her fingertips. She whispered sweet nothings to her woman as she fondled her dearly. How nothing could improve upon the perfection of the night. Nor could there be anything which added could improve on the perfection of Sushi herself. And Sushi squirmed with the delight. Both at the physical attentions of her lover and the warm platitudes her lover spake.
And they kissed long and tenderly. The door knocked. Their eyes widened. They had not just heard that. The knock came again. No one could be so foolish as to interrupt a pair of lovers on this night. To interrupt THEM when they wanted only to be so fully engrossed with one another. "Just leave it." Sushi said. But then a third knocking. Pizza threw herself into the air and tossed one of the towels they'd been using for cleaning up about herself. She briefly considered opening the door fully nude while she told the intruder off. But whoever it was did not deserve the show.
Sushi similarly cloaked herself and watched as Pizza tossed open the door with a "What?!" The brown cat on the other side cowered a bit.
"Um, hi, sorry if I'm interrupting something. I, uh, just moved in today and I hadn't gotten to the store yet. I was wondering if you might have a cup of sugar I could borrow." She held out her mug and gulped.
Pizza softened herself and felt quite sheepish. Just a simple girl new to the area needing a bit of help. A short interruption of their festivities would not kill them. There had been on reason to be rude. "Oh, yeah, sorry I snapped. What was your name?"
The two girls looked over the dark brown cat. In a way her fur reminded them of, "Coffee." Pizza and Sushi both blinked. "I mean, my real name is Anne. But everyone calls me Coffee. Because of the brown."
Pizza and Sushi did not need to look at one another to know what they were thinking. She did resemble coffee. And moreso, she resembled a cup of coffee prepared just the way Sushi and Pizza both took theirs. Pizza's tone of voice shifted again. "You don't say. Why don't you come on in? I think we have some sugar to give you."
Coffee slowly stepped into the apartment. "We have some sushi and pizza, too, if you'd like some," Sushi offered eagerly.
"I've never eaten sushi and pizza together before." Coffee said eyeing up the arrangement on the blanket.
"Well, first time for everything," Pizza chimed. She closed the door.