My favorite memory of my kittengirl was of a rainy Saturday afternoon we spent at her place.
I had to study for my yachmaster exam the follwing week and was nose deep in chart work excercises and collison regulations the whole day. Come mid-afternoon kitten wasn't having it. She wanted attention and was going to get it no matter what.
She hid my collision regulation book while I was in the kitchen and by the time I came back she was lying on the rug with a magazine. She was naked except for her little flower panties pulled up high so they sit tight over her bum.
When I asked her where she'd hidden my things she just looked over her shoulder all innocent and sweet and said "I dont know Sir". I would almost have believed her if it wasnt for the oh so obvious naughty smile.
I asked her again but she just responded by wiggling her butt at me. I knew that if i wanted to get any more work done I'd have tire her out first.
I got down behind her and with my lips slowly traced a line from her ankles up to her thighs giving her small little kisses as I went along. She was giggling the whole time because my beard was tickling her but she tried to remain still, pretending that she was still reading.
When I got to the curve of her bum I gave her a sudden sharp bite. I didnt break the skin but it definitely had to hurt. She gave a yelp and tried to jump up but I had her by the waist and threw her on her back. I wrestled her arms above her head and pinned them into place. She knew she was helpless to fight back but then again that is what she wanted.
I asked her again where she hid my book and she just shook her head no. Again with that naughty smile. She wasnt going to make it easy. My free hand I ran up her neck and into her hair grabbing a firm handfull. I pulled her head back, exposing her neck and shoved my face in there knowing that my beard tickling her would drive her crazy. She was laughing wildly and begging me to stop.
I asked again and again she just shook her head no. She was smiling because she knew I wasnt really thinking of work anymore. I let her hands go and kissed her deeply, stilll holding a hand full of hair firmly.
I stood up and pulled her by her hair to the couch where I bent her over the armrest. With my free hand I pulled panties down and started spanking her behind. Gently at first to warm up the skin but I spanked her harder and harder with each stroke. After a minute or two it was beautifully red and she was soaking wet.
I started fucking her from behind. Hard and fast the way she liked it. With my free hand I reached around to twist and pull at her erect nipples but my other hand never left her head, shoving her face into the pillows. I made her cum twice before I stopped.
We were both breathing heavily and fell onto the couch giggling. When we got our breath back she fetched me a glass of water and the book she had hidden.
We kissed for little while longer after which she snuggled up under my arm with her fingers in my chest hair and promptly fell asleep. I continued reading for a little bit but it wasnt soon after that I fell asleep too.
Thats was a wonderfull Saturday afternoon.
