FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

All characters depicted in this work of fiction are of legal age of consent.

Chapter 1

Rigel jolted awake when he felt a soft, warm stroke of fur against his morning wood, followed by the delicate touch of a hand. As his eyes opened, he looked down to see Lexi’s playful expression and lovely violet eyes staring back at him. She gave him a seductive smile, then squeezed her slender fingers around his shaft and continued her gentle strokes. Her short reverse bob of shimmering purple hair lay spread against his broad chest, and her bare nipples were already hard and erect, grazing against his skin.

Instead of her usual cat-like yowl, she greeted him silently with her hand, gently working his shaft. Then, she seductively whispered, “Good morning, master.”

Rigel’s head rested back as his hands moved to her slender waist, then dipped inquisitively down between her slim thighs to feel her soft blue fur mixed with the wetness of her excitement.

“Morning, kitten,” Rigel murmured.

The mention of her nickname elicited a soft, playful lick on his cheek with her rough tongue. As she lunged for the peck, her dark purple nipples grazed over Rigel’s bare chest. The touch was electric, and both of them shared a short, sudden gasp.

Though arguably, Rigel’s had more to do with the ministrations of Lexi’s hand. She continued to stroke him – her eager touch working rhythmically up and down, squeezing as she moved, and swirling her thumb around the tip each time she reached it.

“Are you close?” she asked when she could feel his erection pulsing in her petite hand. Her fingers were stretched trying to envelop it all, and there was noticeable travel between squeezing the root of his erection and sliding up to caress the tip.

“I think you know I am,” he said. She responded with a husky giggle and deep, affectionate purrs that vibrated against his chest.

Lexi’s eyes glinted as she sat up on her knees, still maintaining a firm and possessive grip on his cock. She gently tilted her head to one side, studying his expression with a soft purr, before asking, “Where would you like to finish, master?”

Rigel’s breath caught in his throat at the sensation of her grip tightening ever so slightly, and her thumb moving to the sensitive spot below the head of his erection. “Inside you,” he finally managed to say in a strained voice.

The moment those words left his lips, Lexi’s face lit up with unbridled joy. To be fair, she would have lit up no matter what he’d said, whether he wanted to finish all over her hands, her face or even in her mouth. She was always ready, always happy to receive his seed. But as his hand felt up her thigh and tested the wetness between her thighs, he got the distinct impression she wanted his cock inside her as much as he did.

Lexi swung a leg over Rigel and positioned herself with his tip to her entrance. Her slick, wet entrance glistened with desire, the outer labia already puffy and the fur there bristling with arousal. Rigel’s erection was already leaking pre-cum, the tip coated in it, making her entrance even more wet and inviting.

She eased herself down on him, moaning as she took him all in. Her inner walls stretched to accommodate him, gripping him tightly as he filled her up. The sensation of her tight pussy was indescribable, and Rigel couldn’t help but let out a deep groan as she bottomed out on him.

Lexi’s eyes fluttered shut as she adjusted to the sensation of being completely filled up. She started to move her hips in a circular motion, grinding against him just once, just enough to churn the cum in his balls to readiness.

The warm wet vice of her pussy was one thing. But seeing that tight little catgirl, her eyes shut with pleasure and her mouth hanging open to release a mewling moan of ecstasy; she was a feast for all his senses. Her graceful back arched, which flattened her already small breasts. But they suited her limber, lithe body perfectly. Rigel ran his hand up her taut belly, bulged slightly as his cock stretched her insides just the way he knew she liked it. Then he found a breast, tested the hard nipples grazing his palms and finally ran his fingers down through her soft fur, enveloping her slender waist almost entirely in both hands.

Her tail tickled Rigel’s calf as it twitched, much like one of the triangular feline ears sticking out the top of her sleek reverse bob. A pair of straight bangs framed her pretty little feline face, with a twitching pink nose and humanoid lips. The duo couldn’t be more different, but in the most important aspects of anatomy they were the same.

Such as Lexi’s tight wet sheath which was all too eager to envelop his throbbing need.

It was almost a shame to let it end so soon.

Her hand had brought him right to the brink. And the feeling of her pussy sliding down to the base of his cock set him off in an instant. Their hips met for a single one of Lexi’s skillful gyrations before Rigel stiffened. His cock pulsed, and with several long spurts all the tension was released, filling Lexi with the warmth of his essence. A delectable treat her body lapped up with a delighted moan.

Lexi’s insides spasmed, greedily milking Rigel for all he was worth before finally slowing as she sank down against him.

Her head rested on his chest, which rose and fell with every breath, her low purrs reverberating in his lungs.

“Master,” she cooed in a slow, languid voice that resonated her absolute satisfaction. She’d barely gotten anything bar a thick creampie out of their morning cavort. But she seemed content all the same. Better than content even. “Thank you, master. Such nice warm treats you’ve given me.”

Wrapping his arms around her, he wrapped his arms around her slender body, locked in post-coital embrace. Then he kissed the top of her head, making her shudder with pleasure.

“Only the best for my Kitten.”

Chapter 2

Rigel sighed, feeling the warm water cascade down over naked body, washing away the remnants of morning passion. It was just another Monday morning on the Space Cowboy, way out in the depths of space.

They were drifting out to the colonies, each one far flung out beyond the realms of civilised space. It was a long trip even after hard-burn accelerated him to near light speed, almost a month one way with only a relativity field and the thin polymer skin of the frigate to protect him from a deadly, uncaring universe. Not that Rigel minded one bit. There wasn’t much left for him among ‘civilised’ humanity, certain actors in his life had seen to that well enough before he’d even hit his mid-twenties. These days he found some much needed solace in being by himself. Out on the edge there wasn’t much time for drama, nor the general incompetence that usually triggered said drama. And even if either of Rigel’s least favourite human traits did manage to infect the Space Cowboy somehow, it would be a short-lived annoyance; as out there in the void, those things generally led to death.

Out in space on his own, with only himself to rely on, Rigel was beyond content.

The Space Cowboy was a plain and pragmatic frigate as far as aesthetics went, but it had all the amenities he needed in order to survive. Typical quarters. The bathroom, while cramped, was nice. The shower had a good bit of pressure to it. And just beyond his room lay the galley and a cockpit to the very front of the craft, which measured probably about fifty metres across, most of that space being taken up by engines and electronics.

The main corridor was probably the most spacious aside from the galley, and was littered with bungee chords and weights he used for exercise several hours a week. While he wasn’t necessarily an astronaut or a space marine, there were some basic physical requirements to his line of work. None of them enforced of course, but as mentioned before he only had himself to rely on out there. It wouldn’t do if he pigged out on chocolate brownie rations then died because he couldn’t get his emergency EVA suit on in time.

And if he didn’t particularly have the mood to pick up heavy shit then put heavy shit back down (then rinse-repeat), he had an energetic companion who put him in the mood for a different type of strenuous activity all the time.

Shutting off the water, Rigel stepped out of the cubicle to find Lexi had crept into the bathroom with stealth befitting her feline appearance. She had already started a shower of her own, curling up on the floor and stretching one of her legs straight up into the air so she had her face in her own crotch, lapping the creampie out of her pussy with relish.

In that moment, Rigel felt a weird mixture of embarrassment and amusement. The violent class of her humanoid features against her cat-like habits always struck him as absurdly comical and fascinating at the same time.

Lexi stopped when she sensed Rigel’s gaze upon her. She looked at him with those large violet eyes, wearing that same playful grin she always did. “You like to watch, don’t you, master?” she said teasingly as she lowered her leg then propped up onto her knees.

Rigel could hardly deny it, he had always found her obscene acts endearing. And as he watched her little pink tongue dart out and teasingly slide around her lips, wetting them before she spoke again, a familiar heat flared deep in his gut.

Rigel didn’t have to answer, his cock was already rising to attention in confirmation. Lexi watched it, then shuffled over and slid it into her mouth.

He sucked in a breath as her warm, wet mouth enveloped him. She glanced up at him, those big violet eyes twinkling mischievously, as she began to work her mouth up and down his shaft. Her soft purrs vibrated through him, sending shivers down his spine.

Her hands reached up to cup his balls, gently massaging them as she took him deeper into her throat. Rigel’s hands automatically went to her head, fingers weaving through her silky hair as he held her there, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily.

Lexi moaned around him, the sound sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his core. Then she pulled back, peering up at him.

“Master didn’t wash his cock properly. Here. Let me help.”

She dragged her rough tongue up the underside of his erection, right to the tip before enveloping him entirely in her warm mouth again. he was far too big for her to fit more than a few inches, but her head moved with a determined quickness, her hands slicked to a delectable wetness sliding up and down the rest of his member to make sure no part of his arousal was left unloved.

It wasn’t long before she got what she wanted out of him.

He came deep in her throat, moaning and twitching as she swallowed every last drop. As he pulled out, she licked her lips with a satisfied grin. Rigel couldn’t help but chuckle. There was something about a girl who enjoyed swallowing that just made him weak in the knees.

“Mmmmhh, yummy breakfast. Thank you master,” she mewled cutely.

Once they were both clean and dry, Rigel got dressed in his work uniform – a simple grey and navy jumpsuit with a plethora of pockets, supplemented by a chest rig to which his tools and emergency equipment was attached. Out in space, the emergency gear, like duct tape… in fact, especially duct tape, all had to be in arms reach if and when it was needed.

With his tools in place and an emergency rebreather clipped to his shoulder, Rigel stopped by the galley to put on a pot of coffee, then headed off to do a cursory systems check.

Every day had a routine set of tasks, ensuring the ship’s systems were up and running smoothly. Not every day was as busy as the previous, and sometimes only a few cursory checks were required to see everything was in the green and he’d spend most the rest of the day watching movies and playing games… if Lexi left him alone for long enough, of course. Aside from boring bouts of downtime if he was too clever and efficient, the type of work brought out his inner tinkerer, allowing him to enjoy the challenge of finding flaws and fixing them.

Using a wall terminal in the corridor, Rigel ran a system’s check. Everything came back green as it usually did, and his maintenance schedule for today focused on checking the cargo. The Space Cowboy used a trailer tether system, which hung out the rear like a spinal column with several kilometres of cargo boxes attached. Once a week Rigel was required to walk along several kilometres of conduits to account for all the cargo and make sure the trailer wasn’t suffering any undue stress caused by ‘wagging,’ which was a gentle but sometimes damaging sway caused by gravitational anomalies.

As he transferred the cargo manifests and checklists to his tablet, he heard a faint purring sound behind him. Without looking back, he felt a small hand skim his waist and start pulling at the lower zipper of his jumpsuit, working it up over his crotch.

“Lex,” Rigel warned with a playful growl. Coffee hadn’t even finished brewing yet and she was on him for more sex. “I’m trying to work here.”

Despite his words, he couldn’t help but chuckle, his body and mind still buzzing from their earlier activities.

Lexi popped her head under his arm and visibly pouted. “Aww, but work is so boring, master. I want to play.” With the nimble grace of a petite ninja she slid back behind him and deftly leapt up onto his back, giving the catgirl enough altitude to nibble on his earlobe. The soft, horny purr she emitted set Rigel’s lust aflame as it always did. Something about the resonance frequency her species made just tripped humans off like that. An inter-species quirk, one he was quite sure she was fully aware of and capitalizing on every moment she could.

Rigel shook his head, trying to focus on the task at hand. “Not now, Lexi,” he said, making sure to use her name, a sure way to convey that he was being serious. “I have to make sure everything is running smoothly.” Rigel steeled himself and tried to focus on the work. “We can play later, I promise.”

Lexi huffed but slid off his back, leaving him to his work. He couldn’t blame her for wanting attention; she was a creature who thrived on it. Still, he had a job to do.

When the coffee finished brewing he stopped in the galley for a quick cup, scarfed down a piece of toast then made sure his tablet was properly synched with the ship’s systems. Everything still looked good, and he just had to make one final stop at the helm to ensure the Space Cowboy was still on its proper course.

But as soon as he opened the bridge doors and stepped into the cramped space, he ran straight into Lexi again. This time she was stretched out across the helm’s centre console, her head dangling over the edge and upside down, level with his groin as he bumped into her. The effect she had on his growing erection was instantaneous as it bulged through his jumpsuit against her cheek.

She licked her lips, violet eyes twinkling with mischief while her tail twitched the way it always did when she was horny… which was all the time, come to think about it.

Lexi purred, her warm breath fanning against his crotch, making him even harder. “Master is such a tease,” she murmured.

Rigel groaned and stepped back, trying to put some distance between them as he prodded at the navigation console, checking their vector. It wasn’t easy to type with the tiny eager ball of sexual energy pawing at his crotch, but he managed. “I told you, Kitte-… Lexi! I have work to do.”

But it was hard to focus on work with her looking up at him like that, those big violet eyes filled with desire. And when she licked her lips again, his resolve crumbled. He couldn’t fight as she reached over and unzipped the bottom part of his jumpsuit.

Wearing underwear about the ship had become a pointless affair. Lexi didn’t even bother with it, strutting about naked all the time. And so when she opened his jumpsuit, Lexi quickly unfurled his ready and willing erection, stroking it tenderly between her clawed fingertips.

“You want this, don’t you, master?” she asked.

Rigel couldn’t deny it. Her touch was electric, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his core. But he still had work to do. “Lex-… Kitten please,” he protested, but the words lacked conviction.

Ignoring his feeble attempts at resistance, or simply interpreting his plea as utter need, Lexi wrapped her small hand around his shaft and began to stroke him firmly from her upside-down position. Her nimble fingers worked their magic, causing Rigel’s hips to thrust forward involuntarily with each stroke.

“Fuck, Kitten,” he groaned, closing his eyes. He knew he should push her away and get back to work, but it felt too good to stop now.

Sliding her grip down to the base, she pinched him there and pulled him back towards her face, mouth open wide with anticipation and tongue curling up over her bottom lip. With her head tilted back off the console like that, she had lined her throat up perfectly. His erection disappeared inch by inch between her lips, sliding smoothly into the back of her warm, wet mouth, and found its home snugly in the rippling muscles of her tight gullet.

It happened without work up, without protest. She just gulped and he slipped into her throat like it was any other orifice on her body designed for his pleasure.

Grunting, Rigel leaned forward, and he palmed her breasts, the way she was stretching flattened them across her chest. But her nipples were hard as ever, grazing his hands as he moved his fingers through her soft brown fur, lower and lower across Lexi’s taut, narrow belly, and finally over the soft, puffy mons and between her thighs.

Lexi gargled, still comfortably holding her breath as she had her hands on Rigel’s hips, keeping him from pulling out just yet. And as his fingers found the sweet slit of soft flesh between her labia her body flexed, bucked forward hungrily for his touch.

Her hands moved to the back of his hips, pulling him deeper as she gulped again, the head of his cock slipping just a little further into her throat. It was all Rigel could take, the feeling was intense and he could feel himself on the brink.

“Fuck Kitten, I’m gonna… fuck.” with that his knees buckled and he came forcefully down her throat, releasing a cascade of hot white semen that filled her stomach.

She swallowed every last drop with a moan, then finally released him as he slipped out of her mouth, a line of saliva and cum trailing from her erotic red lips down to his cock. Lexi licked them clean suggestively before grinning up at him with a satisfied purr.

Rigel sighed, feeling the warmth of her wet mouth still lingering on his shaft as he pulled up his jumpsuit, zipping it back up. As much as he wanted to continue, he had work to do. But as he looked down at her, he couldn’t help but smile.

Lexi looked up at him with those big violet eyes, the mischief usually sparkling in them replaced with satisfaction. But also just a little bit of need. There was always just a little bit more need. She was insatiable, but he loved her for it too.

“I’ll be back in a bit, Lexi,” he said, giving her a playful wink before turning to leave. But before he could take a step, she was on her feet and wrapping her arms around him.

“Take me with you, master,” she purred, rubbing her body against his.

Rigel chuckled, gently disentangling himself from her embrace. “I can’t. I’m headed out into the trailer. You know you’re not allowed back there.”

But Lexi wouldn’t take no for an answer. She pouted, her bottom lip sticking out in a pout that was impossible to resist. “But maaaaaassteeeeeeerrr,” she said, her voice taking on a whiny tone.

On the one hand Rigel had work to do. But on the other he couldn’t resist that pouty face for long. Her pupils had grown to almost the same size as her big eyes and her bottom lip trembled where she stuck it out innocently.

Tutting, Rigel picked her light frame up and plonked her back on the helm’s centre console. Then he sidled in close, frowning deeply as he pinned her on her back. She yowled with surprise, her legs jutting up into the air either side of his waist as he loomed over her angrily.

“You’re being a very bad Kitten, you know that?” he growled, feeling her tremble under him with delight.

“I know,” she whispered needily. “I’m so naughty. Master has to punish me now, doesn’t he?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I do.” Rigel murmured into her fur. He leaned down and kissed her neck, then worked his way down her collar, her chest, and then to one of her waiting, erect nipples.

“Yes! Yes master!”

Lexi arched her back, pressing her breasts against his face as he teased her nipples with his tongue and teeth. She moaned softly, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him closer.

Rigel chuckled and continued to lavish attention on her hard nipples, enjoying the way she squirmed and moaned beneath him. But eventually, he knew he had to get back to work. With a final lick and a nip to her sensitive flesh, he pulled away and stood up, extricating himself from between her long legs.

“Alright, Kitten. You’ve had your fun.” Rigel said, trying to sound stern but unable to hide the smile on his face.

Lexi pouted petulantly, her eyes glittering with mischief. “But master, I’m still horny. Don’t you want to play with me some more?” she purred, running a clawed finger suggestively down her stomach. “I need you master. To fill me up. To make me feel good.”

Rigel grinned. “But it wouldn’t be very good punishment if I gave you what you wanted, would it?”

Lexi whimpered.

Chapter 3

The transition from the frigid cargo trailer back into the frigate’s living sections was jarring. Rigel almost felt like his long walk through the trailer had caused ice crystals to form on his eyebrows, but when he stepped back into the fore section and sealed the airlock behind him with a squeal of the system re-pressurising, he felt it all thaw away as the heat crashed over him like a wave.

He peeled off the heavy gloves and tucked them into his gear as he made his way towards the galley. He’d been at the cargo check for several hours already and it was coming up on lunch.

“About time too,” a voice complained from the table. Rigel glanced over and saw Lexi sprawled out on the cushioned bench, her blue fur reflecting the harsh glare of the mess hall lights. She was sprawled out like a cat, one leg stretched out under the table, the other bent beneath her as she leaned on her elbow. Her tail flicked lazily, leaving a trail of blue in the air behind it. She had a plate of half-eaten food in front of her, mostly cold now. “What took so long?” she added in a whine.

Rigel raised an eyebrow. “There are several kilometres of cargo to get through, Lex. You know these checks take time. It’s the same as last week, and the week before. And before that as well, going back for as long as we’ve known each other.”

He tossed his tool rig onto one of the empty chairs and started rummaging in the food synthesizer’s menu. “Besides, this is the only quiet time I get anymore, what with you stalking me everywhere on the ship,” Rigel added jokingly.

Lexi pouted, her red lips forming a perfect little ‘O’ of displeasure. “You’re always so busy, master. Always working, always checking, always fixing. It’s like you don’t even notice me anymore.” She rolled onto her back and stretched arms out towards Rigel, dangling her head off the edge of the bench. “Your poor, precious little kitten is so neglected. So abused. Why is master so cruel?”

Rigel chuckled at her dramatic despair, then left the synthesiser to move closer to Lexi. Truth be told he wasn’t even hungry. Checking the cargo was long, monotonous and boring work, but it wasn’t hard. In fact, most of the brain dead task let his mind wander to other appetites he hoped to sate during his health-and-safety mandated break.

He crouched down by her head, and ran a hand through her silky, blue fur. Her purrs were instant, her eyes slits of pure contentment.

“Is that all it takes, huh?” he chuckled, massaging her scalp. “A little scratch behind the ears and suddenly I’m not such an abusive master anymore?”

Lexi arched her back a little and ran her nails along the upholstery. Her bottom lip disappeared between her teeth as she muffled a small moan of pleasure, almost inviting him to scratch lower down her body.

“Master is not abusive anymore,” she purred. “Maybe still a big meanie.”

“And how do we fix that?”

“Scratch lower.”

Rigel grinned, moving one hand down to cup her cheek while the other rubbed under her chin, then down her throat. She tilted her head back to give him better access as her eyes fell shut with pleasure.

“Lower,” she breathed.

Rigel’s hand trailed down her slender neck, over the soft mound of her collarbone, then across the gentle swell of her breast. He watched her bare nipples harden and stretch before his eyes, as if begging for attention. He obliged, circling his thumb around the peak until it was stiff and aching. Lexi squirmed, her tail lashing out beneath her.

“Master,” she gasped, her voice barely a whisper. “Please…”

Rigel leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “Lower?”

“Yes… yes, lower, master.”

Only one of Rigel’s hands moved, raking his fingers through the soft fur covering her taut, flat belly. tThe other continued to play with her nipple, delicately squeezing it between two fingers in a way that made her jolt softly and mewl with delight.

His hand inched lower, tracing the line where her slender torso met the soft curve of her hip, then dipped his fingers into the tight cleft of her pussy.

Lexi’s eyes shot open, her breath hitching as she felt the pressure of his fingers against her most sensitive spot. She could feel the heat of his hand through her fur, and it sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine.

“Nyaaahh~,” she gasped, her thighs quivering as she struggled to keep them oven for him. Every instinct was to curl her body around those fingers and clench around his touch, but then he wouldn’t be able to move in such a wonderful way anymore. “Master… please…”

Rigel smirked, his fingers pressing firmly against her clit.

“You want more, kitten?” he growled, his voice low and husky.

Lexi nodded, her eyes locked onto his. “Yes, master. Please,” she begged, her voice coming out in a whimper. Her tail twitched furiously behind her, the tip curling around the leg of the table. “Make me happy.”

Rigel eased up on her clit, letting his fingers trail away from the leaking, velvety slit of dark purple flesh. He could feel the heat radiating from her, could see the glistening moisture that had already begun to mat her fur. Her body pleaded to be bred. But they’d get to that soon enough.

Slipping his hands to her narrow waist, he gripped her hips and lifted the petite catgirl into the air with ease. She weighed no more than a domestic cat, ironically, but in a motion he wouldn’t have done with a regular household pet, he lifted Lexi’s pussy to his mouth and locked his lips over her tight little quim. His tongue immediately delved into the tangy, silky flesh between her furry labia and dangling upside down below him, he heard a squeal of pleasure come from Lexi’s mouth.

It was slightly muffled in the way she nestled her face against the bulge forming in Rigel’s crotch, and Lexi’s slender fingers fumbled and failed to pull at the zipper the first few attempts. By the fourth try she got it, moving the zip up over his crotch and freed the erection from its cloth prison with a triumphant grin. The member immediately unfurled into her hands and slapped her cheek as she moaned and rubbed her face along its length.

Her long legs at the same time hooked over Rigel’s shoulders and her knees locked together behind his head to keep her pussy good and welded to the tongue moving skillfully up and down the wetness of her arousal.

Rigel groaned against her fur, the vibration making her thighs tremble as he flicked his tongue in and out of her slippery pussy. He could taste the sweet tang of her arousal, could feel the first spasms of her orgasm clenching around his tongue. Pressing into her opening, he feasted even more deeply on her pussy. Lexi immediately lost track of how she was pleasuring his cock in turn and simply moaned against the base of his erection, keeping it gripped firmly in one hand while the other set her nails into his thigh.

“M-Master, I’m… c-cumming!” Lexi squealed shakily.

Rigel felt her quivering in his arms and pulled his face back with a small smile. “Where do you want to cum, kitten. On my fingers? On my tongue?”

He expected her to pause, associating the question as revenge for how she’d woken him up that morning. But Lexi didn’t hesitate as she blurted out; “On your cock! I want to cum on master’s cock! Please!”

He chuckled. How could he deny his kitten, especially after she asked him so nicely? So Rigel quickly reoriented his grip on her, easily turning the light feline over in his grip until she was leaning back against his chest. His cock slipped through the little gap between her thighs as pressed against her slippery little cunt. Even his relatively average sized erection was big enough compared to her petite frame that it reached up over her belly to her belly-button.

Rigel whispered softly into her flapping ear as he lifted her up until the tip of his cock rubbed clumsily against her cleft. “You’re going to have to guide me in, kitten.”

Lexi was already reaching down, her fingers wrapping around his crown. She guided his cock to her entrance with a sense of familiarity, gasping the same way she always did as he pressed just the tip inside. She was so wet and tight that he could feel her pussy clenching around him, trying to pull him in deeper.

He groaned into her fur, his cock twitching at the velvety sensation. “You feel so good.”

Lexi whimpered, arching her back and pushing down onto him. “More, master.

Give me more,” Lexi begged, her voice a ragged whimper as she started to move her hips, attempting to take more of his cock inside her. Rigel could feel her tight little pussy stretching around him, the sensation almost unbearable. He groaned, moving is hands form her thighs to her hips and had to physically press down on the feline, slowly inching her body down and around his cock, enveloping it in her wet heat.

He could feel her muscles clenching around him, gripping him like a vice. It was almost too much, too good. He didn’t want to blow his load right away, but the temptation lay there urging him to just give in and fill her cunny with seed right away.

Lexi whimpered, her body trembling as her belly bulged just below the belly button at the intrusion. “M-master, I’m so close,” she mewled sweetly. “I want you all inside when I… when I… ohhh~!”

Rigel paused, his cock buried to the hilt inside her and felt his tip squish against something soft in her core.

He felt her body tremble as her orgasm overtook her, her pussy squirting a spray of feminine gratification across the galley floor. The sudden rush of fluid surprised him, but he couldn’t help the groan that escaped his lips at the warm sensation of her release. He thrust into her, massaging her cervix with small nudges as she came and came and couldn’t seem to stop for a long while.

Lexi’s back arched, muffling her scream in the palm of her hand as she rode out her orgasm. Her thighs hung open and trembled with the orgasmic clenches that seized her body from the tips of her triangular ears right down to her footpaws. Then as the torrent of happiness subsided and drizzled down her furry thighs, her legs relaxed and drooped down uselessly beneath her, footpaws dangling a good foot off the ground where she was held up by the cock still buried deep inside her.

A cock that had yet to meet its own satisfaction she realised as she turned her head to Rigel with a wide grin across her lips. “So nice. Master’s turn to cum?”

“Can you take it?” he asked, worried she might be a little sensitive after such an explosive squirt.

She nodded confidently. “Yes. Use me, master. Satisfy yourself inside me. I like it. I like making you feel good.”

With her permission, Rigel adjusted his grip on her slender waist, then started to roll his hips. Lexi dangled almost like a ragdoll, mewling as his cock started to slip and slide in and out of her tight pussy, frothy cream forming around the base of Rigel’s cock as he worked.

Her eyes were half-closed, tail twitching as it wrapped around his waist and squeezed lovingly. Rigel groaned, feeling her pussy squeeze around his length in time, her inner walls clinging to his cock like delightful satin. Her body was a playground of sensation, her soft moans fuelling his own pleasure.

“Fuck, kitten, you’re so wet,” Rigel growled, his eyes shut and his moans muffled by the fur on her shoulder.

“Mmm, I know,” Lexi purred, her chest heaving with each rapid breath. “Master’s cock feels so good inside me, my little pussy just won’t stop leaking. It wants your cum. Fill me up, master.”

With the slow, loving thrusts Rigel would normally last a good while. But he’d been fantasising about his kitten’s tight, wet little sheath the entire time he’d been shivering in the cargo trailer doing work. Now, all pent up and lubricated by her warm orgasm and hearing her beg for his seed to fill her up, it was too much to hold back.

Rigel’s hips slid forward, easing his erection as deep as it would go into Lexi’s tight body. The way his tip nestled against the neck of her womb made her gasp sharply, rolling her head back and twisting in a clumsy attempt to kiss him.

“That’s it. Don’t hold back, master. Let it all go inside me.”

Rigel grunted with struggling restraint. “Oh, God… here it comes.”

“Yes!” she gasped, eyes shut and mouth open almost like she was ready to drop down and catch any drops of semen that missed her womb.

His cock exploded with wonderful, gooey warmth a moment later. Lexi felt it deep inside her core, pulsing and pulsing against her innermost depths with no sign of slowing any time soon.

Her body spasmed in response, her pussy clamping down around Rigel’s cock like a vice, eager to milk every last drop from him. She wanted to feel his warm seed coat her insides, fill her up and mark her as his.

“Oh, fuck!” Rigel groaned, his face buried against her shoulder as he emptied himself into her. He felt like he was pouring his very soul into her, his body shaking with the effort of the release.

Every pulse sent a fresh wave of warmth into her depths, and Lexi could feel it, could feel him filling her up like she’d begged him to.

“Mmm, master,” she purred, her voice barely more than a whisper. “I can feel it, master. It’s so warm inside my belly. There’s so much.”

Rigel pulled back slightly as he felt his own warmth trickle down is balls and hit the floor with a heavy slap. The sheer volume of backed up cum he’d churned up thinking of her was too much for Lexi’s petite body to hold, and it bubbled out thought he imperfect seal her stretched pussy pursed over the shaft of his cock.

As it leaked from her body, she whimpered in disappointment. “Oh, no. I’m sorry master. I don’t mean to waste your yummy gifts. There’s just so much. Let me down, quickly,” she pleaded.

With noticeable effort, her pussy slurping and sucking like it didn’t want to let him go, Rigel managed to lift Lexi off his persistent erection then delicately sat her down. He almost went to catch her as she immediately dropped onto all fours, thinking her legs had fallen asleep. But the spill was on purpose it seemed, as she immediately dropped down in front of him and ran her tongue up and down his gooey cock, lapping up every last bit of frothy cum that formed cocktail of their mixed pleasure.

Then, when his length was clean and glistening with her saliva, she went down on all fours and lapped up the few drops of cum that had landed on the floor, making sure to lift her face after every lick to show his cum across her tongue, then dutifully swallowed before going back for more.

Between each lick she would look up at him with a hunger in her violet eyes, and ask, “More? Master, is there more for kitten?”

Rigel had to laugh, shaking his head as he watched her, his cock growing half hard again at the sight of her like this. She was so eager and hungry for it.

“No, kitten. Thats all for now,” he said, slowly shrugging his jumpsuit back on and zipping it again. “I have to get back to work.”

Lexi pouted. “Again? But master, I’m so lonely and neglected.”

He laughed. “Lex, I just played with you.”

That didn’t stop the upset catgirl from leaping to her footpaws and setting her nails into his work-clothes as if to keep him from leaving. “Master is so mean. I’m not done playing yet. I want to have more fun!”

“Tell you what. If you’re a good girl, we can stay up late tonight and play even more. How does that sound?”

She stuck out her bottom lip, staring up with an air of scepticism. Or at least as sceptical as her perpetually adorable and lewd little feline face was capable of being. “You promise?”

“I promise,” Rigel said, raising his hand as he swore to her.

Lexi’s demeanour flipped immediately into a radiant smile. “Okay. Seal the deal by cumming in my mouth!” she said suddenly, then just as quickly yanked open his jumpsuit zipper and bent down low to take his cock into her tight mouth.

Rigel laughed at the sheer ludicrousness of her; a laugh that quickly turned into a moan. One day he would figure out how to tell her upright ‘no.’ But until then, Lexi’s throat opened and with a wet ‘gluck’ she effortlessly inhaled his cock almost down to its roots.

Chapter 4

The frigate was quiet apart from the soft sounds of activity rustling out of the galley as Rigel returned from the trailer one last time that evening. The long, weekly chore of checking the cargo was finally done. It was nearing six-o’clock in his biological timer and his stomach was rumbling. But he was also cold and sweaty.

So, leaving Lexi to whatever chore that was keeping her busy, Rigel crept as quietly as he could and managed to slip unmolested into a quick hot shower, before slipping into some clean clothes.

Several minutes later he was greeted with the alluring smell of seared meat and spices that dragged him like a floating cartoon character towards the galley. And waiting for him there was a veritable feast. Not just the two plated steaks that had been prepared, but also Lexi who sat waiting with an unusual amount of restraint and patience.

Rigel raised an eyebrow, noticing that she had also changed into an outfit, something far less casual than traipsing about in the nip.

She was wearing a black, silky one-piece dress that hugged her curves like a second skin. The fabric had a subtle sheen to it that with her blue fur shimmered in the soft light of the galley. The garment was low cut, revealing far more of her breasts than it covered. The same could be said of the leg cut, which was so high it barely covered her bare pussy underneath. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen her wear; which as a feat considering she didn’t normally wear anything.

Twisting out the side of where she was sitting, Lexi crossed her long legs and smiled.

“I knew you’d be hungry after working all day. I cooked your favourite, steak, medium rare. Just the way you like it.” She smiled and giggled as she added suggestively. “And I made sure to prepare your favourite dessert as well.”

Slipping into the across from her at the small table, Rigel picked up his cutlery and sliced off the first strip of meat. As she had promised, it was indeed a juicy medium rare steak, with an enticing gooey pink centre that made his mouth water.

“This is amazing, Lex. Thank you,” he said, voice muffled through a delicious mouthful.

Lexi didn’t pounce on her own food, merely watching with seductively hooded eyes as Rigel absent mindedly scarfed down his meal. Then satisfied he was well enough distracted, the lithe feline slid out of her seat and rounded the table, falling to her knees before him. Her hands parting his thighs apart caught his attention and Rigel stared down mid-chew as Lexi’s practiced fingers made short work of his pants.

“It gets even better,” Lexi promised. “I know how you like tender, juicy pink centres.”

Rigel raised his eyebrows, then clenched as Lexi lowered her face to his erection, her mouth open wide and soft tongue curling out over her bottom lip.

Her eyes met his, and she blew a soft breath over his cock, making it twitch. Her violet eyes were full of lust and desire as she took her time, descending on his cock with her mouth. Slowly her warm wetness descended down around him and Rigel’s eyes fluttered, groaning into his mouthful as he chewed desperately a few more times and gulped.

Lexi swallowed at the same time, her soft, tender throat muscles opening then squeezing down around his glans as she impaled herself with a soft ‘glug.’ Rigel’s abrupt intake of breath was harsh enough to make his plate rattle on the table and his knuckles go white as his hands clasped the edge of the table.

Lexi hummed in satisfaction as her tongue began to swirl around the tip of his cock, the velvet softness of her little mouth a stark contrast to the cool air of the galley. The pressure of her lips tightened around his shaft as she pulled him deeper into her mouth before retreating again. She knew he liked it slow like this, drawing it out and teasing him while she felt the powerful throbs of his cock slide in and out of her throat.

So, she kept her pace as she bobbed up and down on his shaft, enjoying the sensations her tongue and lips caused as they swirled and sucked and left him drooling for more.

She moved slow and steady, her head moving up and down as she took him deeper and deeper until he was pounding the back of her throat with every stroke. Her eyes watered, but she didn’t stop, didn’t pull away. She wanted this, wanted to feel him lose control, wanted to taste him.

Rigel’s breathing grew heavier, his hips beginning to thrust up to meet her mouth. He could feel the pressure building in his balls, the tension coiling in his spine. He was close, so fucking close. And sensing that, Lexi deviously pulled back, squeezing one hand around his base and the other on the pulsing head of his cock. Then with soft, subtle kisses, she rubbed her smiling lips up and down the underside of the shaft, letting him enjoy their softness as he was kept teetering perfectly on the cusp of delight, but never quite tripping and falling over the summit.

“K-Kitten,” Rigel whispered. “Please.”

“Not yet, master,” she purred back, sensing he was coming down just enough that she could stick out her tongue and drag the rough but soft surface all up the wet underside of his erection, pulling him back to the heights of ecstasy again. Her kisses and licks yo-yo’d him right there on the high and low of imminent release, precum beginning to ooze and squelch between her dainty fingers clutching at his glans. “You always work so hard. You should get to enjoy this a little bit longer. Go ahead. Eat. Enjoy dinner and enjoy my mouth at the same time.”

Lexi’s tongue whipped back out for a single stroke from root to tip before she licked her lips and took a few moments to watch him with a playful smile. Her grip on his cock, both at the roots and the tip twisted, like she was wringing him and Rigel gasped. His eyes glazed over with lust, his breath heaving in and out of his chest like a bellows as he tried to fight the utter need to grab Lexi by the head and violently fuck her face to completion. Something the petite catgirl might actually like, but she’d gone through the trouble to prepare such a wonderfully erotic evening together. He wasn’t about to ruin it.

So obediently, with shaking hands, he cut off another strip of steak and slid it into his mouth, letting the flavourful juices exploded across his tongue as Lexi pleasured him from the base of his cock to the crown.

As he chewed Lexi’s lips stretched over his glans and then her mouth sank down over him again, her large eyes locked on his.

The sight of his cock disappearing into her mouth, the obscene wet sounds of her sucking and the feeling of his meat sliding into her throat drove him close to the edge once again. His thrusts up were clumsy and frantic this time, meeting her mouth in shallow thrusts that were enough to keep him from losing it, but not enough to get his rocks off.

Rigel didn’t know how long it went on for. His steak was cold by the time he swallowed the last bite, so perhaps it went on far too long. Precum oozed all the way down his shaft where Lexi caught it and slowly stroked up and down his erection, giggling and smiling the whole time.

Swallowing one more time and glancing down as Lexi playfully balanced his shaft across her feline nose, he broke. Scooping the catgirl up by her face, he dragged her to her feet and leapt to his own, pressing his cock up against her flat tummy as his fingers ripped the scandalously short skirt of her black dress the rest of the way up her petite hips.

“Master, wait,” Lexi giggled. “I’m not done with you yet.”

“I’m done with you,” Rigel snarled, furious with lust as he unceremoniously picked Lexi up by her slender waist. Her legs wrapped around him on instinct, and sinking his fingers into the firm globes of her ass, he prodded the wet little quim between her thighs with the tip of his saliva slick cock.

Her lips parted easily, wet fur tickling his glans before the furry texture gave way to the slick, velvety flesh of her opening. The folds parted, yielding slowly as they stretched around his girth making Lexi whimper in the best way.

“Master is so big. You almost don’t fit,” she giggled.

“It’ll fit. I’ll make it fit!” Rigel growled as he pressed down on her hips.

Inch by delicious inch the tight wet sheath of her pussy began to sink and quiver down around his erection.

“Master, you’re so deep. It’s… it’s kissing my womb so nicely,” she whimpered. “It feels so good. I’m tingling all over.”

Her quivering thighs were locked around his hips, moving up and down as she ground herself down onto him. Her pussy was clenching and unclenching around his cock, the velvety muscles milking him, urging him to fill her up and breed her.

And breed her Rigel did.

Leaning down he swept the dishes off the table with a crash of polymer plates and cutlery then slammed Lexi’s back flat down on the table. With his hands planted either side of her head and the catgirl’s petite hands barely able to encircle his thick wrists, the human started to roll his hips. Just above her mons, a small bump started to push out of her flat belly just below the bellybutton where the tip of his cock squished against her cervix and firmly crushed her womb up into her sternum.

Lexi’s large eyes crossed with delight as her mouth hung open to release a high pitched moan of pleasure.

“Yes! So deep, master. Fuck me like that. Rut me until I can’t walk anymore!”

Her long legs trembled where they stuck up into the air either side of Rigel, every muscle in her body quivering as his hips plunged down against hers with a wet squish.

Her soft cries became high-pitched whimpers as Rigel found his rhythm, his body pounding against her cervix with every deep thrust. The clenches of her pussy became erratic, her body unable to keep up with the intense stimulation.

“M-master?! I’m close.” Lexi gasped, her voice barely a whisper as her body writhed beneath him. Her claws dug into his forearms, her back arching as she bucked her hips down to hungrily meet his thrusts. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming all over your cock!”

Rigel grunted, his body glistening with sweat as he leaned down over her, his hands gripping her hips to hold her in place. “Me too, kitten. I’m going to fill you to the brim.”

“Yes… please,” Lexi begged. “Breed me. Fill me with your seed. Put your babies inside my womb!”

Rigel lowered himself onto his elbows, completely embracing the petite catgirl into a tight hug. She almost disappeared entirely beneath his athletic bulk, except for her shaking legs stuck up into the air and the soft muffled ‘oh! ohh! ohhhh~!’ she moaned sweetly into his mouth.

Below them, her creamy pussy audibly spluttered and squished, making happy little wet noises as her sheath trembled up and down Rigel’s thrusting cock, releasing thick ribbons of pearly girl-cum that gathered like a ring around the base of his erection.

“Cum!” Lexi pleaded. “Master, cum! Cum inside me!”

As if all he was waiting for was her permission, Rigel thrust one more time in her depths, nestled his glans against the soft ring of muscle deep in the back of her pussy and then released a warm spurt of his thick seed.

It pulsed in throbs into her quivery little cunt and Lexi cried out in delight as she felt it, hot and slippery inside her. Her pussy quivered and squeezed, every clench and twitch milking more and more cum out of Rigel’s cock as he continued to grind his hips against hers, pumping his cream deep into her womb. But it was too much to hold and it seeped out around the shaft where he stretched her, dripping over the swell of his balls and dripping thickly onto the clean floor of the galley.

Rigel’s hips faltered, shivering like how Lexi’s body convulsed and clenched like she was having a seizure of pure ecstasy. His head span as he emptied himself in her, and yet after already five spurts of cum still managed to find several more as he drew back, glazed the velvety canal of her pussy with another shot of hot semen that made Lexi coo with delight, and thrust back deep inside her. The splutter of her tight pussy squeezing around his cum-glazed cock was louder than Lexi’s squeal of approval as several jets of seed shot from her quim and oozed down to the table beneath them.

Lexi’s eyes were wide open, her breathing shallow and her chest heaving as she came down from her orgasm. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and her hips were still bucking wildly beneath Rigel, demanding he pound her with his cock harder and faster every few seconds.

After a few moments of light-headedness, Rigel opened his eyes, and noticed that Lexi was still bucking her hips up into his groin, though her eyes were and she was still panting for breath like she was still caught in the grip of her climax.

She was still lost in the haze of lust and pleasure, her body trembling with aftershocks.

Rigel followed her unspoken demands and started thrusting his hips again, slowly at first, trying to gauge whether he still had enough in the tank to go another couple of rounds. But even though he had just emptied his balls, he was still hard as steel. She still felt amazing, so he kept going, his body beginning to pick up speed as he rocked deeper and deeper inside her.

“M-Master,” Lexi gasped, her voice a breathless whimper.

Rigel pressed himself back up into a pushup position and peered down at her glowing feline face with a smile. “Good? Don’t tell me you’re not done yet.”

Lexi smiled warmly. “Of course I want some more.” she bit her bottom lip and Rigel felt her sheath squeeze his cock experimentally. “And at the feel of things, it seems master has so much more to give.” She locked her eyes on him, her voice filled with lust and adoration.

Rigel chuckled as he pulled out a little bit, his hips slamming down against hers with enough force to make her tits bounce and her pussy lips slurp obscenely. “You’re greedy, aren’t you? My little catgirl is a greedy little slut.”

Lexi’s eyes fluttered with delight, and she grinned with excitement. “Yes, ?master?! I’m a greedy, filthy little slut and I’m going to milk every last drop out of you.”

Lexi smiled, her voice husky with lust.

Rigel stepped back, his cock slurping from her body as he let Lexi stand. She quickly collapsed the table away into a cubby along the wall to give them more space and sat Rigel in the couch so she could straddle his lap.

Perching a footpaw either side of him, Lexi spread her legs wide, revealing the creamy between. Her pussy dripped with a mixture of her own cum and Rigel’s, the thick white liquid dripping down her thighs. Her furry labia were still thick and swollen, and the velvety flesh within visibly undulated with need.

She reached down between them, her fingers wrapping around Rigel’s cock and held it steady as she slowly inched down on him again.

She was so wet and slippery from their earlier fucking that it was almost too easy to slide back down onto him. She could feel every inch of him filling her up, stretching her wide as she lowered herself onto his cock.

Both of them shared a long groan as she fully bottomed out on his cock. Lexi’s eyes fluttered closed as the full feeling of Rigel inside her sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine. Her lower body flexed and with her hands on his shoulders, Lexi began to lift and drop her hips, sliding her tight pussy up and down his length.

“Fuck,” Rigel whispered, grabbing her ankles, one with each hand. He didn’t dare grab her anywhere else, lest he interfere with amazing sense of rhythm.

The way her pussy milked him drove him crazy and he couldn’t help the lustful growls that puffed out of his chest like a wild animal as he held tight to her slim ankles. His fingers dug into her fur, and his hips began to buck in time with her movements, matching her fervour thrust for desperate thrust.

“Kitten… you’re so sexy when you ride like that,” Rigel encouraged, his eyes visibly rising and falling to follow the erotic movements of Lexi’s body. “You’re going to make me cum again.”

Lexi smiled through the way she bit down confidently on her bottom lip. “Good. Finish for me, master. Finish in my tight pussy the way only I can make you finish.”

With a low growl, Rigel’s grip on her ankles tightened, his fingers digging into her furrowed fur. The sensations of her pussy squeezing his cock as she made herself climax overwhelmed him, sending him spiralling to the brink of his own orgasm. Intense pressure built at the base of his spine, his balls drawing up tight and heavy with the promise of release. With a guttural roar, he let go, his hips thrusting up into her with a brutal force that sent her bouncing on his lap with a sharp “Nyahhh~!”

Her head rolled back and her lips stretched into a toothy smile, eyes watery and vacant as pleasure tingled through her soul. Then it was followed by the wet ‘spurt’ of his warm seed erupting inside her with the same ferocity of before.

Her pussy clenched and quivered around his shaft as it pulsed and throbbed, releasing wave after wave of hot, sticky cum deep inside her. Another jet escaped the tight seal of Lexi’s pussy around Rigel’s length, spilling out between the swollen lips, running down his cock and pooling on Rigel’s lap, dripping off his balls and the couch below.

Lexi’s hips rolled and gyrated, as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm, his cock still pulsing inside her. She whimpered and mewled, her body shaking and trembling, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

The scent of their sex was thick in the air, a heady mix of sweat, cum, and the musky aroma of her arousal. Rigel’s cock was still hard and utterly stubborn, his body responding to the tight, velvety grip of her pussy even as his mind reeled from the intensity of his release.

Lexi’s eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting his. She smiled lazily, her tongue flicking out to lick her lips.

“That was amazing, master,” she purred, her voice breathless and husky. “I love feeling you cum inside me. I love you so much.”

Rigel smiled as she turned her head and rested against his chest, her heavy purrs reverberating in his lungs. His hands slipped up along her long legs and gripped her mid-riff, holding her tight against him as he gently petted her from her neck to the small of her back, making her shiver with pleasure.

“I love you too, kitten.”

They stayed like that for most of the night. Yet another night, alone in the depths of space. But at least they were alone together.

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