KITTY KAT- Feeline play

It’s Saturday night and I wanted show Alistair my husband of 5 years, how much I love him. He had been working hard for the last 3 months, we had not seen each other as much as we liked, his business partner Mike has been on an extended holiday, so 6 days a week was the norm, Sundays his only time off, he was stressed, both physically and emotionally. Our love making had become non-existent, he was always too tired or had a headache. It was driving me crazy. With Mike back on Monday, our lives were about to return to normal, and I was determined that it be with a bang.
I knew his routine, Saturday night was when he tried to wind down, he would come home, run a bath, pour himself a beer, and soak for a good half hour enjoying his beer and the morning paper that he had not yet read, before finally showering.


I also knew that this was not the time to disturb him, it was his time, and then after it, was our time. This worked well as it allowed me to put my plan into action. The weeks of irregular, vanilla sex had me craving for his manhood, and tonight I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. After his shower Alistair would always return to the bedroom in his robe, before changing into his favourite comfy clothes, an old football t shirt with his number on it and old gym shorts, which he wore commando style. This was when I would pounce.
I felt like a cat waiting for its prey to arrive. Whilst he bathed, I had turned the bedroom into a sensual Eden, a bottle of champagne, scented candles, and burning incense, warmed massage oil, fresh black satin sheets, dim lighting, lustful music in the background, and a touch of heating, all combined to give the room a bordello feel, or what I thought would be a bordello feel.


Then there was me, Rebecca. I am 5 ‘5” tall, hair, a dark brunette, worn slightly longer than shoulder length, size 10 C, my breasts are pert with large sensitive aureoles, and I do have a booty. God blessed me with curves in the right places you could say. I was lying in wait, dressed in a soft black rabbit fur coat that Alistair’s mother had given me, underneath I wore a black lace push up bra, with matching panties, black leather knee high boots, a pussy cat mask (masquerade ball style), underneath I had on my cobalt blue contact lenses, and I was packing heat. I was Armed with an old riding crop from my pony club days, I did say I wasn’t taking no as an answer tonight.


As Alistair entered the bedroom, I could see he looked relaxed , this was perfect, as it was how I wanted him. I appeared out from the walk-in robe as he entered and shut the door behind him as he went past, I had him where a wanted, and the look on his face as he turned around to see that I meant business, was priceless. I put my index finger to my lips, indicating that there was to be no talking. I took his hand, and led him to the bed, and sat him on the end, I gave him a glass of champagne, and indicated that he should have a sip, it was at this point I began.


I started with butterfly kisses along the nape of his neck, those soft light touching kisses that heighten your sense of touch, and bring your hair to stand on end, progressing slowly to his lips, and back again to his neck. I gradually untied his robe to expose his broad shoulders and chest and teased them with butterfly kisses. Alistair is a well-built man, 5’11” 85 kg, short blonde hair, he has a manly firmness and his best assets are his black mans’ bum and well-muscled arms. When he holds me in them, I always feel safe. He also normally wears glasses and I call him MY Clarke Kent.


I took his champagne and finished his glass and again return to his pursed lips, teasing them more with my moist lips. I slyly looked down and noticed that I had his full attention. I pushed myself away from him, and stood before him, peering at him from behind my mask, I licked my lips seductively, I flick at him with the riding crop, very near to his attentive manhood, however I was very careful not to damage what soon would be mine.


Now I had his full attention, I moved away from him, just out of his reach. I turned around and teasingly unbuttoned my coat, revealing myself in black bra, knickers, and boots. I flicked at him again with my riding crop, indicating to him to fully remove his robe. I looked down upon him and knew that this would be a night to remember, his penis fully erect, seemed much larger than usual, and it was bright red, gorged of blood, his glans was shimmering with wetness, a big drop of precum perched like a cherry atop a bowl of ice-cream. I moved forward and began to touch him, hoping to tantalizing the front of his body with my fingers and red painted nails, just touching him so as to invoke his body into slight shivers, working my way down from head to toe, giving extra special attention to his inner thighs, and nipples as they seemed to quake as I brushed over them. Again, I resorted to butterfly kisses, and again they invoked the same body shivers but only more heightened.

I wasn’t going to make to too easy for him, and once more I pushed myself away out of his reach. Teasing time, I stood back so he could see me from top to toe, and I began to dance with the music, becoming more raunchy as the music became faster, I removed my bra and ran it over his body, I left it hanging over his shoulder so as he could feel the warmth of my bosom, and smell the scent of my lust. I then decided to show him his reward, if he behaved himself. I danced provocatively in front of him, playfully displaying my now very wet vagina to him from behind, suggestively touching myself, with my hands as well as sliding the riding crop along my mound, almost bringing myself to orgasm. How much longer could I continue to tease? Teasing him was also teasing me, I wanted my man inside soon.

I came closer to him as I gyrated with the music seductively, no only with my panties and boots on, I finally let Alistair touch me, I grabbed him by the arms and placed his hands on my breasts, which overwhelmingly sensitive, my nipples rock hard, but oh so delicate to the touch, I then guided his hand down my sides, to the outside of my thighs, calves, then back up from behind to my curvaceous arse, back around the front and on again to my breasts, he then broke my grip, and continued his sensual touching to my cheeks, we finally look into each other’s eyes for the first time tonight, sensing I was losing my control, a short little flick of my crop to his hands soon brought him back to me.

I indicated to Alistair no touching, by giving him again, a short harmless flick with the crop to his hands. I then knelt in front of him, and made my way to his glistening cock, this was going to be a delicate course to take, I wanted him to cum but only when I was ready, and he already look ripe to explode. Beginning with his inner thighs, I softly touched all the little sensitive spots, occasionally, accidentally on purpose, lightly brushing his member with my hair and arms. I couldn’t wait for too much longer, and I looked him in the eyes and licked my lips alluringly before I licked away the beads of precum on the head of his member. I teased the shaft of his cock with my tongue, flicking it in and out, feeling for his body as to when it quivered, then go back again.


I pushed him back onto the bed, and put his feet up, as I made my way to his balls, I licked and sucked his scrotum, I was becoming acutely aware of his aroma of manliness rising, the scent of lust building in both of us. Pheromones have a powerful effect on us all, I was conscious of both our rapidly increasing heartbeats, the increasing sounds of our breaths, all coming to a crescendo in my want for Alistair to take me, but on my terms. Working my way back to the head of his cock, I then took it in my mouth, flicking it with my tongue, sucking it, biting it, all the time aware of all his slight body moves, what he felt was good, was hurt, what was too good. Finding Alistair's favourite spot, behind his balls and before his anus, I rapidly work it with my tongue and finger until I knew he could take no more.

I stood up, and enticingly as I could took my panties off, I wanted him inside me so bad, my vagina was saturated and aching at the same time. I climbed upon the bed, still with my mask and boots on, I straddled Alistair, I began to take all of his manhood inside me, the involuntary shudders I experienced, rendered any control I still had, as useless. I took him all the way inside me, overcome by the heat of the moment I finally let Alistair touch me, he cupped my breasts in his hands. He began to thrust rapidly as if he was never to have sex again, finally the impulsiveness of the moment began to wane, I finally gained back the control I so much craved. Tonight, was on my terms. I slowed the tempo dramatically, riding entirely up and down the length of Alastair’s cock, taking a moment to squeeze the head when I reached the top, feeling him squirm with pleasure. As I slide back down and had him all inside my saturated pussy, I would thrust my pelvis forward and back, causing his throbbing cock the slide along my G spot, the aching in my pussy was becoming unbearable. The aroma of sex was overpowering as my vaginal juices, his precum and our perspiration all mixed together,

I knew I was going to cum and cum soon, the intensity again built, the heart rates, the breathing, all became increasingly rapid, the sensitivity, and pressure in my loins was reaching a crescendo, until finally, it happened, the orgasm I had waited for overcame my body. Starting in my pussy, spreading throughout my body, the build-up of tension, every muscle intensely contracted before a sense of relief followed, but again the tension built, my vagina shaking, aching in pleasure I came again and again.

I could feel the tension in both our bodies rising as the tempo quickened, the sliding of his throbbing member along my G spot was becoming overpowering, the muscle spasms the breathlessness all reaching a crescendo as I came, at the same time I could feel Alistair's final thrusts becoming shorter less controlled, then I felt his load fill my swollen pussy, it felt like someone a turned on a tap inside me, we continued until the sensitivity of both our loins prevented us from doing anymore.