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Archive name: kitten.txt (FF-teens, 1st time)
Authors name: New Roman (Withheld)
Story title : Sex Kitten 

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Sex Kitten
by New Roman (Withheld)


    With a Slip of the Tongue
    ---- The Cunning Linguist
    It's fun to eat out.
    "I take bad girls, and turn them around."
    "What? My tongue in your tail? Come again."


...I watched her walk across the room, her dark hair 
brushing her shirt collar and her hazel eyes watching 
the other women in her path. She had a sort of animal 
grace and self-confidence about her that had 
immediately attracted me the first time we met (two 
weeks ago). Thoughts of her thighs wrapped around my 
head and my tongue gently teasing her had started to 
keep me awake at night, and I was rather obsessed with 
wanting to go to bed with her. Obviously, I wasn't the 
only one with similar thoughts, judging from the way a 
few of the other women were staring at her as she 
walked past.

Finally she came back to our cozy little table for two, 
a Miller Lite in each hand. I sneaked a peek at her 
muscular thighs bulging against her Levi's as she sat 
down across from me. Our eyes met as she handed one of 
the beers to me and, of course, I was the first to look 
away, afraid that she would see the attraction I had 
for her. We had been sort of "doing things" together 
but not really going out on real dates and I still 
couldn't tell if she was in any way romantically 
interested in me or not. Being the shy person I am, 
there was absolutely NO WAY that I would have even 
thought about making a pass at her so I was reduced to 
hoping she would make some moves on me. So far there 
had been zilcho.

Sitting next to her in her car one night, I was 
mesmerized by her feet. Yes, it sounds silly, but she 
had a pair of the most attractive feet I had ever seen 
and I was dying to touch them. We drove to a small beer 
joint to meet a couple of her friends from the rugby 
team and after a while I was feeling pretty good. Her 
friends went on to a party later, but we didn't really 
feel like going. Instead, we went over to her apartment 
and watched "Die Hard" on her VCR. I had seen the movie 
before so my mind wasn't really on what was happening 
on screen. My thoughts kept wandering...one of the most 
persistent visions that I saw in my mind's eye was the 
look in her eyes as she hesitantly bent her head to 
kiss me.

Reality intruded rather abruptly when the movie was 
over and the lights were turned on. Her hair was a 
little out of place on one side from where she had been 
leaning against the foot of the couch. She looked so 
vulnerable and alluring that I just stared at her, 
open-mouthed. A quizzical look came over her face as 
she stood up, holding her hand out to me to help me up 
off the floor. I was very embarrassed, just knowing 
that she had seen the naked desire in my eyes and had 
rejected me for anything other than friendship. I put 
my hand in hers and allowed her to pull me up; her 
touch was electrifying. My breath caught in my throat 
and my face was flushed (thank God the room was lit 
poorly!). We exchanged some light discussion about the 
movie, her friends, her dog and my cat, and various 
other dull and mundane things.

After we had finished our open beers, she asked me if I 
would like to take a walk out at the park. "Sure!" I 
replied, only too eager to get out of the close 
confines of her living room where her presence filled 
it and threatened to overwhelm me with pure animal 
lust. She and I put our sandals on and went outside...

The moon was about three quarters full and gave us 
enough light to see where we were walking, but not 
enough to clearly see the expressions on each other's 
faces. We didn't speak; we were content to walk in 
silence and enjoy the warm night air and shadowy trees. 
Soon we came to a bridge over the pond and we stopped 
to look at the water. "It sure is nice out here," she 
said in her throaty, sensuous voice.

"Yeah, it is," I agreed. Silence descended upon us once 
more. I noticed that she was gripping the railing 
pretty hard and staring down at the water. I leaned up 
next to her and breathed in her wonderful musky 
cologne.

I could hear her breath coming in sighs like she was 
nervous about something and I had almost gotten the 
nerve up to ask her what was wrong when she asked, 
"so...how would you feel if I were to ask you out?"

I was completely dumbfounded. If she was hinting at 
what I thought she was..."You mean like on a date or 
something?" Sometimes my extreme wit and intelligence 
astounds me. "Well, I mean like...well, what I'm trying 
to say is..." she let out a heavy sigh and continued, 
"I find you attractive, and I was wondering if maybe 
you felt the same way." I looked at her and waited a 
moment for emphasis (and also to clear my head) and 
replied, "I would love to go out with you. I find you 
very attractive too." She looked into my eyes 
searchingly, hesitated, and asked, "May I kiss you?"

"Yes..." was my reply as I tilted my face up, my eyes 
never leaving hers.

Slowly she moved closer until we were inches apart. My 
heart was pounding and my breath was shallow from the 
excitement she was causing in me. Her lips touched 
mine, and they were warm, vibrant, and skilled. As we 
kissed, her hand went to the back of my neck and 
stroked it lightly, giving me goose bumps and chills 
running up my spine. As we continued to kiss, we 
pressed our bodies together and put our arms around 
each other. I could feel myself becoming aroused, 
almost to the point of no turning back. With a large 
amount of effort and discipline I withdrew from our 
kiss and gently pushed her a little away from me. 
"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing," I replied, "I'm just about to the point 
where I don't want things to end. That's all."

"Oh," she smiled knowingly and happily, pleased with 
her abilities to get such a strong response out of me 
with just one kiss, "Wanna go back to the house?"

"Sure." I was on cloud nine! I couldn't believe that 
she felt the same about me as I felt about her! All the 
way back to the house we talked about safe, trivial 
things and all the while I could not get the feel of 
her warm lips on mine out of my head.

We sat on the couch together and listened to some 
music. She had one arm around my shoulders and her free 
hand was in mine. Not a word was spoken; we merely 
reveled in the feel of our hands stroking the other's 
fingers and palms. She turned to me and started kissing 
my forehead and cheeks. I turned my head slowly until 
our lips met and we kissed long and deep for a very 
long time. Her breath came faster and faster in 
matching cadence with mine, and our hands explored each 
other's bodies. She was just as hard and muscular as 
she looked as I soon found out. I was excited by the 
feel of her shoulders, back, arms, and legs as well as 
by the actions of her hands stroking, caressing, and 
massaging me all over. The old familiar ache in my 
crotch was going strong and I was having trouble 
keeping my knees held close together. 

My hand went to the back of her neck and with a sharply 
intake of breath she convulsed in a chill that ran all 
the way up her back. My neck was starting to get a 
little stiff from turning my face to her so I 
alleviated the problem by climbing up onto her lap, 
facing her. Our lips didn't lose contact for a second 
in the process. My thighs straddling her lap gave her 
great access to my body and with an appreciative 
"Mmmmmmmm!" she took full advantage of the situation. 

She touched me everywhere; my shoulders, my chest, my 
tits, my thighs, my back, my ass, my face, my neck, and 
anything else she could reach. Of course I was 
returning the attentions in a likewise fashion...soon 
we were both breathing hot and heavy, and I was 
squirming around on her lap. The ache in my crotch was 
now nearly unbearable and I had to rub up against her 
waist to relieve some of the discomfort. She brushed 
against one of my hardened nipples with her thumb, 
causing me to thrust my pelvis against her 
involuntarily as a small moan escaped my throat. "You 
know that if we don't stop now, we'll end up in my 
bedroom," she said against my shoulder.

"It's too late for that," I replied.

"Oh yeah?" she slowly reached down my stomach to end up 
between my legs. I bucked up against her and threw back 
my head from the force of the wave of excitement that 
washed over me from her touch.

"Let's go," and with that she took me by the hand and 
pulled me to her bedroom.

Once inside with the door shut and quiet music playing 
in the background, we undressed each other; careful to 
tantalize whatever flesh we could come in contact with 
in the process. She sat me down on her bed and pushed 
me back slowly, kissing me and pressing her body next 
to mine. I spread my legs and she lay down on top of me 
between my thighs, our pubic bones pressed together. 
Still kissing, we stroked each other and started 
thrusting our hips at each other. I struggled to match 
her rhythm as I started to lose control of my 
coordination, but it was a losing battle. 

Soon I had to rely on her to keep up the good work, as 
all I could do was drown in the sensations rising from 
my clitoris to my vagina to my belly and up. I ran my 
hands up and down her back to her ass and around to her 
upper thighs. Quiet moans escaped her with every breath 
and I found myself answering those moans with groans of 
my own. We could not kiss; we were concentrated on the 
feelings of our bodies straining against one another, 
feeling the heat from between our legs encompass us, 
and the sweat pouring off of us. Her weight felt good 
on me and I was sorry when she lifted herself off and 
moved down, kissing my body passionately all over. 

But, I wasn't sorry for long when she reached the 
hottest spot of all. Her tongue touched my clitoris and 
I let out an involuntary moan. It felt so hot and wet 
and good and she moved it to make it feel even more hot 
and wet and good until I could no longer think in 
complete sentences and my back arched up and my entire 
crotch was so wet I could feel it dripping down to my 
ass and my leg muscles clenched and unclenched with the 
pleasure. I tried to be quiet because her roommate was 
home but I just couldn't hold back the moans. I tried 
to bite back the screams so that they came out quietly 
and it felt so hot and wet and her tongue was so hot 
and wet and it made me jerk and press up against her 
tongue that was so hot and wet and good and I could 
hardly breath. I was panting so hard and I couldn't 
hear the music over my moaning and I could feel the 
vibrations through her tongue that was so hot and wet 
from her own moans that came out with her every breath.

I could feel her pelvis grinding rhythmically into the 
bed as she became excited by my moans and panting and 
wetness and my taste as her tongue moved so hot and wet 
and good and then it was so hot and wet and good that I 
couldn't stand it. But still she went on and on until I 
exploded from my clitoris outward and I screamed even 
though I tried to hold it back I just couldn't and I 
pushed up hard against her tongue. She worked it until 
she could get no more response from me than that from a 
rag doll. 

Totally spent, I almost passed out right there. She 
wiped her face on my inner thighs and pulled herself up 
to collapse on top of me. Her weight was comforting to 
me, and her soft kisses on my face and neck were so 
tender and gentle that I struggled to return them. 
"Shhhh," she stroked my shoulder, "Just relax Kristen," 
and I dozed off in her arms as she stroked my now 
lifeless body and smoothed my hair. 

The last thing I remember is drinking some water that 
she held to my lips before falling asleep next to her, 
only to wake up a very satisfied Kitten in the morning.

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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