Felidae

by Ciarra Sims

  Tabitha was relentless in her pursuit and sensed his discomfort in his bunched muscles throughout his back and shoulders. “You must come for me to come and vice versa. I can make your cock swell without release just as you torture me. So what say we stop this silliness and work together until we get the antidote or it’s going to be a painful rough road?”

  Brenton cried out as she ground against his swollen flesh. “All right. But you have some explaining to do. Jeez!”

  Tabitha forced him deep to shut him up. Her family secrets were not about to become public knowledge. Besides, Brenton had the explaining to do. The money underneath her was proof enough of that! She unlocked her legs and reached for Brenton’s testicles. “Move with me as I stroke your balls, Brenton. That’ll bring you release. And you must bring mine at the same time. Suck my tits and…”

  “I know how to make a woman come!” Brenton growled.

  Tabitha narrowed her eyes. Why had she fallen for such a jerk! She grabbed his sacs with more gusto than she intended and Brenton responded by clamping his teeth down on one of her nipples, so hard she arched forward. Brenton relinquished his bite and laved the areola with his tongue, flicking it back and forth.

  Tabitha returned the favor by massaging his balls and pressing firmly between them, lifting them and cradling them in her palm as her thumb manipulated them.

  The blood in Brenton’s cock circulated and the ache dulled as he moved in and out with a rhythmic cadence that brought Tabitha’s hips up to meet his. His lips on her breast licked and sucked, but as Tabitha stroked him below he began to groan and tremble. Suddenly he shot his load deep inside her, bucking forward and holding her still as he plunged in and out, taking his pleasure and ignoring hers.

  But though he came, the initial orgasm did not reach a crescendo and instead he merely quaked in the throes of a never-ending torture. He was coming over and over but he could not stop! His essence was spilled time and time again as it was pumped from him but there was no finale. “Oh, my god! Ahhh! Do something, you witch!”

  “I’m not a witch! I’m a…never mind. I have to come or you won’t have any peace. That seems to be the ground rules.” Tabitha tried to disengage from him but he was locked inside her, still rocked by sensations he could not stop. She was forced to guide his hand to her clit and keep it there by covering it with her own and guiding him in the motions of teasing her, stroking her, all the while his cock buried deep inside her, pulsing repeatedly. “That’s it. Good. Ahhh, I feel it coming. Rub faster, Brenton. Faster!” Suddenly she erupted in a primal scream as she quivered beneath him.

  At the same moment Brenton let out a cry of both relief and total lust as he crested and his muscles went lax, trembling from the extreme exertion. Finally it was over! He pulled out of Tabitha and stepped to the side, needing the table to support his weight. “I swear I don’t want sex again for at least six months.”

  Tabitha lowered her legs and looked about at the money they had christened with sex. She tried to clean off the rivulets of Brenton’s jism, mingled with her own juices that were running down the inside of her thighs. “From the way this has been working, I’d say you have about six minutes give or take before you prove yourself wrong on that score.”

  “What the hell did you do to me?” Brenton swore. “We have to get away from each other.”

  “I think it’s too late for that. Once we consummate it’s all we’ll think about between cycles. If I remember the warning, we’ll probably die trying to get to each other or…”

  “You’re joking right?”

  “Does your eternal orgasm seem like a joke?”

  “Fuck! What do we do now?”

  “That’s what we’re going to do until we get to my grandmother’s for the cure.”

  “You owe me an explanation for this, big-time. And then you’re fired!”

  Brenton looked incredibly sexy in just his shirt, Tabitha thought, even if he had just fired her. Wait a minute, it was too soon for another sex cycle. Eww, she was still attracted to him, jerk and hit-and-run killer aside. “You go first, Brenton. We’ll talk while we get going. Hop to it or we won’t get far before another fuckfest.”

  He looked at her as though she’d just popped a cork. But what could she do but remain practical? She watched him step into his pants and grab his shoes.

  “Where are your clothes?” He looked her over appreciatively despite the fact they’d already had torrid sex twice.

  “Uh, outside. Don’t ask… It’s a long story and you wouldn’t believe it.”

  “I don’t think I want to know. Here put on my shirt. You must be freezing.”

  “I’m not going to have much chance of that. Let’s go.” But she donned his shirt gratefully.

  He looked at the mounds of money, uneasily. “This will have to wait. And you have to give back that nine thousand.”

  “That’s severance pay.”

  “The hell it is. It’s blood money. Diamond Charlie’s and yours if you don’t return it.”

  They were through the door and at the top of the rickety staircase. “Are you threatening me again, Brenton?”

  “I never threatened you.”

  “What about the car in front of O’Malley’s?”

  “Look, Tabitha, I was aiming for that guy behind you. He was going to—”

  “Yeah, the same guy I saw leaving here tonight. I smell a rat, Brenton, and—”

  “And I smell your sweet cunt juices. Come here.”

  Tabitha had lost track of time, as they were halfway down the stairs. “Brenton, we can’t…”

  But the words were no sooner out than Brenton’s lips were on hers and she smelled sex, her sex on him, all over him. She opened her mouth and encouraged his tongue to explore. His hands were on the hemline of the shirt she wore, raising it slightly to caress her bareness, sliding a finger inside her and flicking her clit maddeningly. The feel of his jism drying on her thighs seemed to make him hornier, like he was turned on by the marking of his territory. The finger withdrew as his pants were undone and his hardness entered her without a word. They both seemed in mutual agreement if they were going to get anywhere they needed to be attuned to each other’s needs and what got them off.

  Tabitha simply locked her legs around him, using the stair railing to brace her back, hoping it would hold. She always landed on her feet but Brenton would receive the shock of his life if the woman he’d been making love to suddenly grew a tail after falling ten feet.

  Brenton reached behind her as he quickened his lunges and stroked her rump. Tabitha thought nothing of it until a pressure at her anus made her groan deep in her throat just as something penetrated her. She nearly came undone as the sensitive tissue was manipulated and stretched. Whatever it was felt wonderful as it stroked against her in conflict with the cock moving in and out of her cunt. She realized Brenton was going to have to come too or she would never reach completion.

  But Brenton seemed to be having no trouble as he withdrew and plunged, peaking quickly. His orgasm rocketed, just as did Tabitha’s and they collapsed against each other, trying to regain their strength quickly. Brenton pulled his cock and the object from her anus out simultaneously and Tabitha trembled at the start of another orgasm that had nothing to do with the spell.

  Brenton held her tightly against him. “Why the hell did you do something so crazy? I wanted you, Tabitha, but it was too dangerous. It was for your own good that I didn’t…that we didn’t hook up. You don’t know what you’ve done.” He held her away and looked into her face, his eyes clear and totally cognizant. “Damn!” he swore under his breath. He tossed something over the railing, before hiking up his pants and grabbing her wrist. “Let’s go.”

  They were down the stairs and at the open sliding panel when Tabitha asked, “What was that?”

  “What?” He pushed the button in the painted on chiffonier and the panel slid shut as if it was just a stationary wall.

  “That thing you put inside me.”


  “Did you like it?” He looked at her curiously.

  “Maybe.”

  “It was a glow wand.” He laughed; surprised he still had a sense of humor after the recent events.

  “You’re kidding? One of those things kids use at Halloween?” Tabitha sounded incredulous as they made their way around furniture in the darkened Oriental Dragon warehouse.

  “And strippers use them to… Well, you know, they shove them like that and in the front, to mesmerize their customers.”

  “No, I didn’t know. But what were you doing with it?”

  “I have a couple of them to dot the corner of the money to mark it for identification purposes.” Brenton sounded uneasy as if he didn’t want to further comment.

  “Look, Brenton, you are going to tell me what’s going on or…”

  “Or what?” He reached in his pocket and took out a key. The front door was unlocked and relocked on the outside as they passed through and stood on Cobble Street.

  “Or maybe I don’t take you to where the cure is and we fuck like bunnies until we perish.”

  “Intriguing idea and now that I know what turns you on it’s not so bad.” Brenton sounded genuinely amused. “As a matter of fact, I can’t think of any other way I’d like to go out of this world. Being buried deep in you is a dream come true. But you seem to have turned it into a nightmarish twist with this sexual drug. What were you thinking?”

  Tabitha had the grace to blush. “I… Wait a minute. How did you come without my help just now?”

  Brenton sounded surprised. “I don’t know. I felt you and… I don’t know how to explain it. I mean I felt you from within, your body became my body and…” He stopped mid-sentence. “This is stupid. What have you got me believing? Cures. Antidotes to a sex potion. Look, I think you’ve brainwashed me into believing something impossible. Get your clothes and go back to the hotel. Wait for me there. I’ll come when…if I can.”

  “Brenton, you don’t understand. We can’t be separated or…”

  “Or what? We’ll howl at the moon and go crazy with lust? Tell me another tall tale.” He walked away from her; probably meaning to walk around the block until she was gone then he’d go back into the warehouse.

  Tabitha was powerless to stop him. He had to find out for himself. She walked around to the side where her clothes lay in a heap. She no longer needed the overalls and it was a waste of time to wear pants so she carried the items with her back down the alley into the abandoned fish market and onto Old Harbor Road. Heat radiated through her breasts and down into her groin, tiny pulses shooting through her cunt. The call of the potion was beckoning.

  The Vanquish was still parked in the alley, minus its aluminum alloy wheel covers. Tabitha thought it was a generous case of light vandalism under the circumstances and started to get in the car. Without warning she was grabbed from behind and propelled back, then pivoted against the elegantly sloped hood. Brenton’s harsh voice grated in her ears.

  “Do you want to know how I found you? I tracked you. I smelled you like a dog sniffs out a bitch in heat! What have you done to me?”

  “Brenton, I told you…”

  But the words were torn from her as he grabbed her legs and threw them around his waist. His pants were unzipped and his erect cock reared outward and towards her. It found entrance at once and plunged all the way to the hilt, driving the breath from Tabitha with its force. It rocked inside her, causing shooting sparks to spiral in waves as she cried out for release.

  Brenton showed no mercy as he worked her cunt fiercely, making Tabitha pay for what she’d done. Tabitha had little choice but to take what Brenton dished out. She didn’t understand everything that was happening with the potion but it seemed to depend on her and Brenton cooperating as one to achieve release. Each time one of them had resisted, neither could achieve orgasm without the other. Just as she suspected Brenton was building to a crescendo of feverish thrusting, but it was fruitless. “Brenton, listen to me.”

  “Now is not the time.” He grunted as he shoved his cock deeper trying to get off.

  “You don’t understand.” A particularly deep thrust made Tabitha gasp. If she couldn’t make him understand they were both going to either die of exhaustion or be so sore they would scream in pain as they copulated incessantly. “Brenton, don’t resist the pull of desire. We both have to get off at the same time, but only if you don’t fight the impulse. Ahhh, right there.” She groaned as a shiver raced through her but the approaching orgasm wouldn’t let her go. “On the stairs, you were able to come separately but you weren’t fighting it. Don’t fight now! Do you hear me? Let it come. Relax.”

  She could only hope she got through to him as he shifted her on the hood and grabbed her butt and pulled her against him rubbing her clit as he shoved her back and forth. Tabitha resolved to take her own advice and concentrated on relaxing, savoring the cock pulsing within her as part of herself, not an intruder that had forced its way inside her. She imagined herself riding a horse bareback, up and down in a graceful cadence. A ripple undulated and whorled through her body as her clit was rubbed faster and a rush of juice let loose and coated the hard staff servicing her. It felt right, for Brenton to be her master and mount her like an animal. For what were they but two animals rutting in the early morning light?

  “Yes, that’s it, Brenton. Give it to me!” No sooner did she acquiesce to the feeling of being subdued by this human than she peaked and called his name huskily as she tumbled over the falls and her orgasm washed over her like a flow of hot lava.

  Attuned to Tabitha’s release Brenton came with a gush, pumping his hot seed deep within her as he cried out and collapsed heavily against her with a moan that was half-sob, half-curse. “You’ve bewitched me. I don’t know how, but you have.”

  “Shhh. Brenton, you have to give in.” Tabitha tried to move but he had her legs still wrapped around him. “Don’t you see? Every time we fight it, we can’t get satisfaction and we are driven to keep going until we make each other come in sync.”

  He pulled out of her wetness, standing on shaky legs as she continued. “Next time, go with it and it won’t be so difficult. You have to feel what I feel and I have to be in tune with you.”

  “Next time? I don’t think I can. I want you, Tabitha, potion or not, but right now there is no way in hell I can do it again anytime soon.”

  “You can and will. But remember to go with it and I promise it will be good, very good. It doesn’t seem to be just about sex but something more.”

  Brenton appeared to just become aware of his immediate surroundings and the fact they had had sex in an alley. He zipped his pants and walked a few paces away, looking in disbelief. “What is my car doing here?”

  “Come on, Brenton. There’s no time for that. We have to get to Victorian Hill as fast as we can. You’ll have to drive.”

  “Damned right. It’s my car and…what the hell happened to the wheel covers? They’re gone! Son of a…”

  “Brenton, please! Just get in and drive, but be careful. I don’t know how far…and when we…well, with you driving there may be room for sex in the driver’s seat and I know it will be at least thirty minutes before we reach Grandmother’s.” Tabitha’s voice was matter of fact as she climbed into the passenger seat and handed Brenton the keys as he got in. She even started to fasten the seat belt until she realized how risky that was going to be in a matter of minutes.

  To Brenton’s credit, he remained quiet, except for a few mumbles about his vandalized car. Tabitha was glad as they drove away from the dock area and crossed the first busy intersection. She began to feel hot and cold then a searing flash of heat pierced deep inside her cunt. “No! Not here. Not now,” she groaned.

  Brenton glanced over to her and saw her scooting down in the passenger seat. The shirt she wore bunched up her thighs and in the early light her burgundy bush was clearly visible. “God, you have the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen!”

  Any other time Tabitha would have
gotten a chuckle over his choice of phrasing but right now all she wanted was to feel his tongue in her beautiful bush, parting her labia and sucking her until she creamed. She pushed her small hands down and rubbed her mound, sliding a finger over the lips, then parting them.

  “Let me watch you,” Brenton breathed huskily, one eye on the road. His head constantly turning to peruse Tabitha’s movements.

  Tabitha turned sideways, using the car door to brace her back. She parted her pink cunt lips and showed Brenton the inside where moisture was bringing a pearly sheen to the outer rim. “Is this what you want?” she purred softly, running her finger over herself, moving her clit back and forth.

  “Yeah,” he breathed. “Put your finger inside and fuck yourself, slowly…very slowly.”

  Tabitha inserted her index finger inside herself and moved it back and forth. Her finger was small and not doing it for her so she inserted her middle finger.

  “Slower, babe.” Brenton growled. “Open your legs more and hold yourself open so I can see. That’s it.”

  Tabitha squirmed in her seat but her fingers were unfulfilling after what she’d already been through. She sighed restlessly then noticed Brenton had unzipped his pants and had a massive hard-on. It was to be expected after all.

  “Move over here, Tabitha. Let me feel you.”

  Tabitha scooted across the seat, keeping her back to the door. Her legs were still open, the left crooked to fit on the seat and the right dangling over. She placed herself next to Brenton in the same prone position.

  Brenton kept one hand on the wheel and the right one splayed over Tabitha’s mound, his thumb flicking her clit. Without warning he thrust his index and middle finger inside her and worked them furiously. Remembering what she had to do, Tabitha forced herself to relax and go with the sensations. The fingers were long and reached deep, touching her textured walls, his thumb grazing her clit repeatedly. Back and forth, his fingers fucking her. It felt good, sooo good. Tabitha reared up as her orgasm ripped through her with the force of a rocket. She cried and clenched against the fingers deep within her, holding them until she stopped trembling.