Memoirs of Kitty Siam Ch. 13

I was not to be denied however because as I was on my knees she turned herself around and slid her head under me, bringing her lips back to my little wet and wanton kitty. After several licks she pulled me into a position where I was sitting on her face with my thighs against her ears and her tongue pressed deep inside me once again. Her comes number three I thought but no, her hands grabbed my thighs and lifted me up slightly as she slid me down her body. My chest met hers as her hand took control of my hair and pulled my lips to hers where once again she pushed her tongue inside. I could feel her wet chest slipping against mine and it felt awesome. I kissed her back with deep hunger as her tongue invaded my small mouth, but this time not to be denied, I pushed back with my tongue and broke the barrier between us and forced my tongue into her mouth. In triumph I claimed my victory by pushing in deeper and swirling my tongue around with hers in a highly erotic tango.

While my tongue was taking its victory lap around the inside of Shilka's mouth, her hands were moving down my sides, over my hips and latching onto my firm little butt. Her hands squeezed tightly and the middle finger of her right hand pressed against my wet little back opening then slipped in slightly. My victory lap was a distraction and ended in a gasp as my back door was pleasantly violated. This was just the distraction she was looking for as she twisted suddenly and tossed me off of her on to my bedroll on my back. And here I was experiencing the thrill of victory one second, then the next second my butt is planted on my wet bedroll in a puddle of my own wetness. It did not take long for Shilka to scamper on top of me. Her chest pressed against mine as she kissed me softly and lowered the golden patch of fur covering her mound down onto my bare little drowned kitty. The feel of her mound against mine flipped the switch on old orgasm number three and the rumblings started, but she was not yet into position as she broke our kiss and reached for my right leg. She pulled my leg up along side her torso and positioned herself between my legs. She held on tightly to my leg as she slid her legs on either side of mine bringing our most sensitive parts together in a position that looked like two pair of scissors opened and pressed together.

Shilka pushed her full weight down against my trapped little kitty then moved back an inch or so, which brought a gasp from both of us. She moved back in and pressed in harder again as my little button met her much larger one and our lips mashed against each other. The wetness from my little kitty was spread to hers even though I was sure that she was already wet down there. It was not long before she was pushing hard against me and I was rolling my hips to push back against her. Soft squishing sounds could be heard between the gasping and moaning coming from each of us as she ground herself against me. As my orgasm built I could feel the combination of her wetness and mine leaking down over my bare kitty and down the over my tight backdoor where her fingers and been moments before.

Her breathing increased as did mine and as close as she was to bringing me to number three, her first orgasm was fast approaching. We humped and squirmed against each other and as I felt myself ready to explode, I did my best to mentally hold off, not wanting to go before her. I knew that she had gotten me to finish three times but now, this time I wanted her to go first. My body was giving in to number three through and everything I tried was only delaying the inevitable. As her orgasm built inside her she moved faster. I tried to slow her down but she was bigger, stronger, and had more weight behind her as her golden cat had it is way with my little bare kitty. I closed my eyes and willed myself not to come but in the end my body gave in and began to shudder and convulse through the grandest of all the orgasms I would have this night. My body vibrated and bucked as my little kitty drenched hers as the first and second waves crashed through my body. My hand reached up and took hold of her enormous juggling breasts. My hand caressed and teased them, my fingers working over and around her nipples, all the while my body was still being used for her pleasure.

A few minutes after my body began to calm down a little I felt her moving faster and harder against me. Her hands came up to cover mine and squeeze them against her breasts. I clenched my hands together as best I could, but there was just too much breast to be able to get my little hands around but as she would squeeze my hands I would squeeze her, and then when I got a good grip on her melons, she began to tremble and buck hard against me as her body began to convulse. Her mound met mine harder and faster and I ground up against hers as best I could. Our most sensitive bits met, mashed together and her orgasm began, but just as hers began, number four for me was soon to happen. Though it may have been a continuation of number three, I do not really care because as she came, I did as well. She was becoming more vocal as her orgasm took her. My hands reached up and grabbed her golden hair as I pulled her down and myself up to meet her. Our lips met and parted, and our tongues found each other to effectively cut off any sounds from escaping and alerting our fellow campers as to what was happening.

As we both came together, we both finished together and collapsed into a heap on the bedrolls. Both of us lying on our sides facing each other, our lips pressed together and our tongues making lazy circles inside each other's mouths. The fight for control was over, though I probably surrendered more than I would like to admit, no one really lost I suppose. We held each other tightly as our breathing returned to normal. We fell asleep in each other's arms, our legs entwined together. My last thought before falling asleep was, "She got the dry bedroll and my butt is still in the water."