Missy had felt him enter and she’d thrust her hips forward just enough to make that happen. Wow was that different! Yes, there had been a slight pinching sensation but now she felt him inside and she began to move her pelvis up and down, slowly sliding him into her, deeper and deeper, feeling herself stretch and become completely filled. Her body was now joined with his and they were one! She felt him shift his position, starting to draw back out just slightly and she wrapped her legs around him, clearly asking for him to push in further yet. As he did, she rose to meet him and she felt him penetrate her all the way, their pubic bones crushing together. What an experience!
They began to move, quickly establishing a rhythm that was wonderful, with her lubrication so slick that her warm sheath firmly held him while he glided in and out, in and out, moving so smoothly and easily. Their bodies were made to be doing this. She felt herself climbing to a higher plateau as her awareness of his movements began to make various things build inside her entire being, all while feeling the exquisite pleasure of having Mike inside of her. Too soon, Mike began to jerk and spasm as his orgasm made him move with uncontrollable thrusts, and she felt him ejaculate with his warm seed being spurted inside her.
“Oh, Missy! That was just so wonderful! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Mike stopped moving and just laid there, still buried deep inside her. For several long moments, he didn’t move and she felt so close to him, clinging with her arms around him, listening to his breathing slowly calm down and his heart rate subside. Inside her warm and throbbing entrance she could feel him lose his hardness as he gradually became more and more flaccid. She squeezed just a little with her kegel muscles, wondering what that might do. She’d read various things about sex but this was her first experience and she was thoroughly enjoying it. No, she had not achieved any release yet, but the plateau she was now on was so satisfying!
Mike could feel the strong muscles of her female sheath grab and massage his limp member and he didn’t want to pull out. His heart was pounding and he was overflowing with all the feelings he had for Missy. This had been the most fulfilling moment of his life and he couldn’t believe how special Missy was, somehow knowing just what to do and how to do it so his pleasure had been beyond all expectations. Ahhh, that was nice. Mike was only nineteen, of course, and his recuperation period was very fast. As Missy kept doing those wonderful things, clenching and releasing, he began to feel himself growing firm inside her. Could that be happening? Yes, it could and yes it was! His excitement began to grow as he felt himself getting hard again. He probed, just a little, and he felt her respond to his movement immediately. Missy was still needy and had not yet been satisfied. As that thought washed through him, he began to really feel fully aroused and once more he began to move rhythmically inside her.
Missy felt Mike’s rapid recovery and her body instinctively moved, adjusting so her sensitive places were getting the maximum benefit for each of his strokes. Missy had already learned, when Mike had given her that mind blowing orgasm last Thanksgiving … her first ever … that her ability to experience pleasure was enhanced way beyond what any normal human might feel. Her body could feel things to a far greater extent and for much, much longer … if she allowed herself to do so. If she relaxed and released all her controls, giving herself fully to the whole experience. She did that now.
As Mike’s renewed strength and energy allowed him to stroke in and out, at first at a much more relaxed pace without all the frenzy that had accompanied his first time inside her, Missy’s body began to completely enjoy every part of their lovemaking and her excitement began to build, bringing her higher and higher, closer and closer to … something! Her entire being began to throb and pulse and she began to release energy waves she’d never experienced before. These somehow helped Mike as he began to pound his body into hers, harder and harder, increasing the tempo of his movements to keep up with the wild bucking that her body was now doing.
She reached some final threshold and she screamed with pleasure, her release starting but then somehow her body was seeking an even greater release, hovering just out of her reach, driving her to scream for more. As she demanded that he bring her to even greater heights, her fervor and excitement finally triggered his orgasm and he ejaculated once more, this time somehow lasting much longer and being a much more powerful experience. As he gradually was able to think once again, he realized his big moment had finally brought her completely over the edge, enabling her to experience that tremendous release that had been building in her for so long.
Missy indeed had finally felt her entire being disintegrate, completely coming apart as her body was wracked with convulsions so powerful and so pleasurable she didn’t know how she could survive. These had begun even before she’d felt Mike exploding inside her and only grew stronger and stronger, going on and on and on … long after Mike had stopped moving, she continued to feel herself shiver with little spasms of pleasure. She was completely spent and it felt so good. So, so good. Once again, she found herself sobbing, tears of such complete joy at the incredible fulfillment she’d found this time, bonding with and making love to Mike.
When his flaccid member finally slipped outside and they were no longer joined as one, Mike felt suddenly vulnerable. He noticed Missy was completely out, unconscious, and he took a moment to admire her beautiful naked body. Yes, this was much better than those nanoseconds when she’d allowed him to see her being naked before. This was total saturation as he drank his fill, glorying in what a magic moment they’d shared. He pulled down the covers and picked Missy up, sliding her under the sheets. He then climbed under those sheets and snuggled up close, pulling her body into his, her back against his chest, his arm going around her to cup one of her breasts, his leg squeezing between her thighs, and he cradled her head against his neck. He drifted off to sleep, with his body as entwined with hers as he could possibly get, continuing to enjoy how happy it made him to hold her in his arms.
Chapter Eight
Feb 2018
When Missy woke up the next morning, she felt wonderful. Better than wonderful. She was still entwined with Mike, whose big limbs were encircling her and whose bare flesh felt so great everywhere it touched her bare flesh. Being naked like this, together, was amazing. Sweaty, their bodies were sticking against one another in several places. With the very strong scent of the sex they’d had still permeating everywhere, she started getting excited all over again.
Mike felt Missy moving, cuddling up against him and he slowly woke up from a very satisfying sleep. Nothing felt as right as this, holding her, having made love the way they’d done the night before. Suddenly, before he was fully awake, he could hear her inside his head. Mike? Can we do that again? Please?
Before he realized she had not actually spoken out loud, he said, “Of course! Missy, you can have me anytime you want! Always!” He reached for her, pulling her close, cupping her breast and tweaking her nipple. His erection was pressed up against her lovely rear end and he became fully awake. He also realized he probably needed to go empty his bladder. “Okay if I go take a leak first?”
Missy laughed and focused once again. This was fun. Was he really able to hear her in his head? She felt as though the bond she was feeling with him was so strong, this had to be possible. She waited to see him react.
Mike was slowly sitting up when he again heard her voice inside his head. Ladies first, Mike. I actually have to pee really badly. Can I go now?
He started to respond, saying, “Sure, sure, go ahead …” Then he stopped and looked down at her, still lying there with her back to him. “Did you just tell me you have to go pee or am I imagining that?”
Laughing, she turned and looked at him. He was staring right at her and in his head, he definitely heard her words. You’re such a gentleman, Mike! Thanks! With that, she hopped out of bed and raced to the bathroom. Watching her lovely rear was a special sight but he was still trying to process what had just happened.
“Missy, tell me you�
��re not saying things inside my head.” Mike looked at the closed bathroom door and then, once again, he could hear her words in his mind. I’m telling you that I’m not saying things inside your head. This made him fully wake up. Then, more of Missy’s words. Only, I really am saying things inside your head. Ha, ha! I think it’s because we have this bond now.
She emerged, still completely naked and walked back to their bed, without any embarrassment whatsoever. He hopped up and went in, relieved himself, and came back out. She lifted the covers, inviting him to join her. He decided they could postpone any further discussions until later. He slipped in next to her and pulled her into his arms. As they kissed, the sexual heat between them was once again building and it was a long time later before they got around to talking about anything. Their lovemaking was slow and leisurely but once again built to very satisfying climaxes for both of them. Mike’s staying power had been helped by the previous night’s lovemaking so he lasted for a long time. And, this time, he laid on his back and let Missy ride on top. She actually had three orgasms before he finally released his seed inside her.
Missy could have multiple orgasms. Wow! How nice! This time, with her energy spent, she managed to remain conscious. Time to get going, back to the real world. They couldn’t just lie around all day, making love. Could they?
Mike asked her, “Tell me about this not being fertile. You said you can’t get pregnant right after you Shift. Why not?”
Missy explained, “When I had my first period, it was twenty eight days after I finally managed to Change back. I told you how that took me more than two years, right? Well, since I’d never had my period before, I was naturally very curious and I kept track. And, for the first few months, I was so busy adjusting to being back home, I didn’t get to be a cat. Twenty eight days after my first period, I got my second. Twenty eight days after that, my third. Pretty regular, right?”
“Sure, I get that. So?”
“So, when I eventually Changed again? No more periods. Not unless I didn’t Change for twenty eight days. Then, right on schedule, I’d get my period. It’s pretty obvious to me what’s happening. If I Change before I get my period, everything gets absorbed. Then, when I Change back to human, it’s day one all over again. I read about the female cycle and how, if you check your temperature first thing every day, you can actually tell when you ovulate. Sure enough, for me? Fourteen days after I Change back, my temperature rises. That’s when I ovulate. So, if it’s been maybe ten days since my last Shift, I’d better abstain. Your semen might still be there four days later when I ovulate and I’ll maybe get pregnant.”
Mike thought for a moment and then asked, “What happens when you get pregnant? Can you still Change? If you do, how does that affect the baby?”
“All really great questions, Mike. Unfortunately, I just don’t know. I doubt those “P” Branch guys can even tell me. I’m the only female werecat they know of, in recent times. And, as for any werecats back two hundred years ago? They haven’t found any documentation. If I know I’m pregnant? To protect the baby? I just won’t Shift. I can go nine months without Changing. I think. But, I’m not planning on any pregnancies for quite a few years yet, so I’m not going to worry about it.”
“Okay, I get it. Makes sense. So, next time I’m getting you all worked up … with your raging enhanced hormones all begging for my special attention? If it’s been ten days or maybe a few more? Just as I’m about to …? Ah, jeez … I guess you’ll maybe Change first, huh? Then, I’ll have to wait around for two hours …?”
Missy broke out laughing. “Very funny, Mike. But sure. Exactly. Except for the part about my raging enhanced hormones … they don’t really beg. Do they?”
“Oh, they beg all right! In fact, I think they’re in need of some attention right now.” Mike had been getting ready to take a shower. Now he looked at her and raised his eyebrows. “Join me in the shower, Missy, and I’ll see what I can do.”
Missy laughed. “When does one’s enjoyment of being ravished change to outright debauchery?” She did, however, end up joining him in the shower.
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When Les and Marsha were joined at their table by Robert, they all wondered a little about how Missy and Mike had spent the night. When they were joined a bit later by the two teenagers, freshly scrubbed and obviously so satiated from their night of lovemaking, it was indeed hilarious. Was it that obvious? Oh, yes. It was that obvious.
Then Missy decided to share the news about her now being able to push her thoughts into Mike’s head. Evidently, she could not only push her energy out there where anyone around her might feel something, but she and Mike were now bonded. She delighted in having them write down several messages, out of Mike’s sight of course, which she then would look at. After merely a glance, she’d tell him … without saying anything out loud or even looking at him … and he’d immediately quote the message, word for word, as though he were reading it. They even had her do this with Mike out of sight, in the next room, and she had no problem communicating with him.
“How far away will this work, Missy?” asked Robert. This was a new ability no one at “P” Branch had ever heard of.
“Probably as far away as I can still feel him,” Missy answered, without thinking. Then, realizing what she’d just said, she explained, “I can feel where he is. I’m just noticing this. Wow!” They then experimented a little with that, having Mike walk around outside the hotel, and they learned she was indeed able to know exactly which direction Mike was at, relative to where she was, and approximately how far away. She and Mike agreed to test this later, when they could be a lot further apart.
When Missy suddenly broke out laughing, they asked her what was so funny. She wouldn’t tell them but she did tell Mike later. She wanted to test how these new abilities might improve, the more they had sex with one another. Mike agreed that was a test program he was for, one hundred percent, and then thanked her for not sharing that with the others. At their brunch. It had been embarrassing enough that everyone knew how thoroughly Missy had enjoyed bonding with Mike. What made him swell with pride, however, was the fact that Missy wasn’t at all embarrassed. Not the least little bit. She had sat there and glowed, obviously very happy, throughout the entire brunch.
Once they’d all finished eating, they eventually did get around to discussing more serious matters. While Marco and his boys would not be telling any tales, other than the testimony that four of them would eventually be giving, the fact that all five of them would disappear would surely be a concern to the East Boston criminal organization, both those in prison like Frank and Ramon and those on the outside. Especially to the new leadership team headed by Carlos Mancini.
Missy decided she needed the further support of “P” Branch, now that she’d seen how Mike could have been attacked. She also knew once she went away, hopefully to West Point, that her ability to monitor Sal’s organization would be difficult. It was time to ask for help. She trusted Robert and so far, Lester and Marsha Goodding also had impressed her. This “P” Branch hadn’t tucked her away in any lab but seemed to be genuinely on her side.
She’d learned during their conversation at brunch that Les and Marsha had both gone to the same college here in Boston, where they’d met and then had married right after graduation. This explained why they’d picked Boston for their vacation weekend, in February. They’d also been able to get a great rate at the hotel and had wanted to see the play they’d gone to earlier in the evening, prior to getting Robert’s call. They’d both been recruited as research technicians by Drew Martinson, after only two years working at a company in Boston, and they had moved to Washington D.C. It had been six years now and they had nothing but good things to say about Drew and his organization. They loved their work and had been thrilled when Missy had been assigned for them to watch, two years ago. That assignment was partly because they were from Boston and partly because they both were young.
“Watching the various Missy McCrea activities ha
s definitely been a fun assignment,” explained Marsha. “None of the other supernatural's seem to heal the way you do. They don’t seem to need all that extreme physical stuff, either. Of course, maybe it’s your spending two years in your cat form … or, maybe it’s those special genes you have … whatever it is, you’ve been very exciting for us to keep track of. Meeting you like this is really just blowing our minds, and I don’t mind admitting that.”
“Well, thanks … I guess!” Missy laughed. “I’ve talked about this with my family a lot and they all agree with me. We think I’m some sort of genetic anomaly. Until Robert talked to me last month, I didn’t even know there might be others. You called us supernaturals … I suppose this Paranormal Branch gets to investigate lots of spooky stuff, huh?”
Lester explained, “We get to investigate a lot of things, yes, but most of those things just don’t check out. Congress and all the other government agencies all think our organization exists to debunk all the claims about paranormal activities, alien abductions, etc. That’s why we get funded and have such great resources. We keep it a well guarded secret that, indeed, some of those activities are real.”
Missy said, “And, for those activities that are real, there are some supernaturals involved. Others like me, right?”
“Yes, there are some cases … which we can’t talk about. But werecats? We only know of twelve others, Missy. Carlos and three others from South America. Four from here in the US, including you. Five others around the world. Not that it’s spooky, but you are the thirteenth person we’ve identified as a werecat.”
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