Clarice the Kitten
Clarice sat in the living room, her mother was coming home that day. Clarice loved her mother. More than most children her age did. Clarice hated her father, and the male race in general. Clarice watched the TV waiting for her mother to come home and end her boredom. It had been so long since they had held each other. Clarice sighed, she never got to spend enough time with her mother. That was why she enjoyed the time they had. Tonight she wouldn't be scared.
Clarice knew what would happen between her and her mother that night. She was going to wait, awake in her bed. Her mother would walk in to Clarice's bedroom at midnight, she would lock the door, as she turned the light on. Clarice would sit up a smile on her face. Clarice would push away her covers to reveal her in her mother's favourite pyjamas. Clarice's mother would laugh and pull Clarice closer to kiss her. Their kiss would last a long time, and gently Clarice would un button her pyjama top and slip it off. Then wait for her mother's nimble fingers to run down her body and legs taking her trousers with them.
Then of course Clarice would kneel as her mother's hands ran over her body. Up her legs first spreading them apart slowly so Clarice didn't fall. Then her hands would slowly make it up to Clarice's pussy, at which point Clarice would moan softly. Trying to contain her joy.
Then Clarice would feel her mother's fingers slide inside her pussy. It would happen gradually, the first plunged gently pushed in, in case Clarice had tightened in her mother's absence. The second andthird finger would quickly proceed and Clarice would struggle and moan. Her mother's free hand would hold her in place as the fourth went up her pussy. Clarice would tense closing her legs as she felt her mothers hand push up into her. Of course that was what her mother wanted, and Clarice would fall back, this action making her mother go deeper into her.
The opposite of what she wanted, but it was enough...for Clarice's mother. Then her mother would suddenly splay her hand enough to make Clarice scream. And Clarice would let her as long as her mother kissed her. Her mother always made things better. Then she would have to like her mother's pussy clean. Clarice would rub her fur covered face against her mother's pussy and would have her revenge. Making her mother moan as she had done many times.
For Clarice, nights with her mother were always the same. Then Clarice would be alone her bed gently smelling of her cum. Clarice's dad didn't care, he never paid attention to them and of course he was going away tonight so Clarice could spend all night with her mother, and get reacquainted with the older felines curvy body. They would sleep in each other's arms, and Clarice would smile as she slept, knowing the one she loved wanted her, even if only for the night.
Exept that this night was different. Clarice's mother came home and swept Clarice into her arms and kissed her, unafraid of Clarice's father walking in. Their tongues swirled around each other. Her mother still tasted so good after so long. Clarice smiled softly and hugged her mother, then kissed down her neck. Her mother gently pushed her away.
"Come into the kitchen. I need to warm you up again my Clarice." As her mother said this Clarice blushed, warming up was good and bad. It meant pain and also that the mothers hands would get all over her. Clarice was bent over the table. She lay there as her mother gently spread her legs, like she used to. This time she kissed up Clarice's thigh to her pussy and Clarice whimpered. She had never felt lips down there.
Clarice's mother got out a whisk, a hand powered one and gently pressed it against Clarice's pussy. Clarice moaned and struggled heavily as it was pushed in. The whisk broke her pussy walls and she bled. Of course that was what her mother wanted but Clarice started to kick, it had never hurt so before.
"Keep still, you will learn to stay still until midnight." Clarice's mother hissed softly, and then she kissed Clarice, it was persuasive. She was trying to make Clarice forget the pain, and as always Clarice gave into her mothers wishes. She felt the whisk go in and out of her, loosening her up.
"I have customers, I will reward you greatly if you let them do what they like to you." Clarice's mother told her softly as Clarice pulled the whisk out, then she froze. Her mothers customers were only interested in sex, and Clarice hated men, all of her mothers clients were men. So Clarice would die, she wouldn't let men touch her. But a reward from her mother was rare....
"Ok mother. I'll get changed.." Clarice spoke the words and knew which outfit her mother wanted her to use. An old one Clarice's mother used to wear. A lacy black bra which showed everything while covering it up. That was Clarice's favourite. It was the thong Clarice didn't like. It cut into her pussy showing it to the world. She would wear it for her mother.
Clarice hid behind the door as her mothers guests came in. She hissed as she heard them talk about her as if she was a piece of meat. The men asked for their drinks. That was Clarice's queue to go in. She walked in her head down and went round to the two men sitting opposite her mother and placed their drinks down, she then stood behind them, her mother smiled.
"This is the kitten?" asked the younger man and he grabbed Clarice's left tit and played with it, Clarice let herself whimper "So young." Clarice kept her gaze down and her legs together, the man let go.
"This is the kitten, my daughter. Play with her using your hands through dinner then I'll leave the room." Said Clarice's mother. Clarice froze, she didn't want them touching her. But the men seemed oblivious as did her mother. Clarice left to get the starters. She placed the food in front of the men first, to show politeness. Then went over to her mother, she noticed the men hiding some food and smiling. Not very nicely.
"Looks lovely Helen." The older man hissed glaring at Clarice his fur was the same colour as the younger mans, which meant they were both lions. Clarice hissed slightly and stood next to them. The older lion grabbed her pussy and shoved his fingers up, Clarice moaned loudly and tried to back away
"Hmm she is still so tight...I'll enjoy that pussy later." He said letting go of Clarice and pushing her away. Clarice smiled and left. She was glad of that, She felt unclean.
"Clarice they want the main meal." Called her mother in a superior voice. Clarice gulped and walked in holding three trays of raw meat. She looked at the lions as she placed the food down, the younger lion growled at her sexily. Clarice stood back and leant against the wall waiting for them to advance on her as soon as they were satisfied. The young lion was finished first and Clarice's mother walked out smiling. The bra and thong were ripped from
Clarice and thrown into a heap next to the door. He pulled down his trousers to reveal his very thick hard cock. It was at least 7 inches long and 4 ½ inches wide. Clarice screeched slightly as he pushed it up her banging her against the wall as he did so. Clarice grabbed onto him, letting her claws dig into his shoulder blade. He growled softly and thrust hard into her. Then crushed his lips against Clarice's and pushed her against the wall. Then lifted her off the floor and held her in place while he thrust into her quickly. Clarice bit her lip trying not to like the feeling. But of course that was impossible...he was too big for her not to like it.
"I'm going to cum!" the young lion shouted pounding into her and Clarice struggled. She didn't want it but, the moment he released his seed into her she moaned loudly and let him kiss her. Clarice's hatred for men was gone.
"My turn" growled the older lion already out of his clothes. His cock was much bigger than the younger ones. It was 15 inches long but just as wide.
"No please! You'll tare me apart!" Clarice yowled but he laid her on the table. She tried to twist away but knew it was no use. She wanted it...
"It's been so long since I've seen someone so tight. I'm going to enjoy this..." he growled as he plunged into her and Clarice moaned as she felt his full length push into her. With another hard push he entered her womb and she moaned loudly. And came but of course the lion wasn't finished with her.
"Kittens have such short pussy's." He growled and kissed Clarice who pulled away and cried it hurt but it felt good. She screamed as he thrust into her hard each time painfully entering her womb. His thrusts got harder and slower. The lion wanted Clarice to beg.
"Please sir, do me faster please!" Clarice begged, her arms around him. She whimpered into his neck as he thrust faster, laughing at her eagerness. He thrust harder and deeper listening to Clarice moan loudly. He laughed knowing she wasn't going to protest again. He thrust deeper and kept there, letting Clarice take control. The older lion let out a long moan.
Clarice never got her mothers reward, the older lion took her in his car to his house...a few months later she had his kittens and they married, but she didn't love him. And each night Clarice thought of those happy nights alone with her mother, the last time she was happy.