Tom's Parallel World Pt. 05

Becky turned to sit on the bent tree, grinning smugly at Tom.

"My family's mating tree... Generations of my family were conceived on this tree, so I'd like to try my turn."

Tom realised that this was the tree Becky's mum told him about last night in Kitty's pub. Becky motioned to Tom's shorts. "I think you're overdressed..."

Tom was already horny after Clair warming him up earlier, he was eager to satisfy Becky. He undid his belt and shorts. Becky licked her lips and her paw delved into Tom's boxers, even with her novice experience her paw excited Tom with her thumb teasing over his growing cock's head, stroking its eye.

Becky pulled Tom close and kissed him, her slightly larger snout being more cumbersome than any cat, but Becky was now more erotic in this encounter. No longer a lapping, licking tongue, her tongue teased around Tom's tongue even tickling his tonsils.

Tom's shaft was now a flagpole outside his shorts, as Becky stroked it in a tight grip. She dropped onto her knees and sucked his shaft into her snout. This time she'd practised and sucked him as hard as Clair. Tom held her head, stroking her ears, as she bobbed up and down on his shaft, licking his shaft's head, then balls.

Becky pulled Tom's shorts down to his ankles. She held Tom's shaft up to tuck underneath and suck each ball. Her tongue darting out to lick his rear entrance, teasing him in a way he had never considered exciting before.

"Mmm, I think that has gotten your interest," Becky said.

She got up, licking her lips and straddled the tree, leaning face down on the horizontal trunk, legs following the root legs of the trestle. Her tail flicked, displaying her targets to Tom. The one glistened with juice, waiting for him. Tom teased his fingers easily into her, stroking her tail from base to tip.

"Mmm."

Tom eased his fingers out and slipped his shaft into Becky. She gripped onto the tree trunk as Tom pumped in and out of her, arching her back to lift her rump. Tom's grip on her tail helped and this time he was enjoying himself, his free hand spanked her.

"Mmm, yes... Spank me... Double stuff me."

Tom's mind spun. 'Double stuff,' what on-earth was that and how did she learn it? To avoid the issue, he spanked her again.

Answering his unspoken question, Becky said, "I've found some helpful sex instructional videos." Giving Tom a wry look, and a dirty giggle, she added, "Maybe next time we should bring some ropes..."

Tom then second-guessed what she meant, spanked her and pressed his thumb into her rear passage, for her to scream excitedly. Tom enjoyed bouncing off her rump, with each impact driving his thumb into her, making her gasp at every drive into her.

"Omph... Omph... Omph... Omph."

Tom leant over her back, removing his thumb but digging his hands into her fleshy hip erogenous zones. His eyes searched her neck, and he gathered up some neck skin in his teeth. She knew what was coming.

"Yes... Yes... Yes, Tom... Bite now, I'm coming, please."

Tom bit hard on the fold of skin on her neck and she spasmed on the tree trunk, tensing around his shaft deep inside her, squealing.

"Yeeeeaahss." As she spasmed, tensing her body.

Tom held on until she relaxed, then released his bite, drew in a deep breath and stood again, withdrawing out of her, his rod dripping with her cum. She relaxed onto the tree trunk, gasping.

"But Becky, you've not finished yet, I'm not satisfied, I've not cum yet... You know the drill."

His shaft pulsing rock hard and his balls were aching. He was enjoying this. Now he had more empathy for Becky more than when they were in the kitchen. He led down on his back on the grass in the glade, his dick mimicking the surrounding trees, reaching for the sky.

"Climb on top, sit on my throbbing cock you worm, you've had your pleasure, now it is my turn."

Becky rose off the tree trunk to step over to him.

"Sit on my dick, I said. I want your wet cunt wrapped around my stiff cock." Tom commanded, wondering if this would work with the kittens.

Becky straddled Tom's waist, squatting down her paw, guided his dick to its target. He felt the wetness of her lips on his naked tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist grabbing her waist and pulling her down onto him.

Becky gasped, and her mouth opened wide, howling silently in bliss. Tom now admired her underbelly, enjoying her attractive, slim waist and her neatly trimmed fur.

She was more experienced now and ground her hips backwards and forwards, impaled on his shaft, then rising to slide back down onto him. Her lovely small perfectly rounded breasts bounced and jiggled as she created her own wet patch on Tom's crotch. He could smell her sex and her excitement mixing with the smells of the small glade.

Tom slapped his fingers of one hand across both her breasts.

"Yowww." Becky yelped, but grinned back.

He then softly fondled them. He ruffled her fur as he lowered his hands to grasp her hips and ground their hips together with the wet patch between them growing. Becky rode up his shaft on her rear legs, then releasing to drop mouth open, grunting in time.

"Uh... Uh... Uh... Ugg."

Tom enjoyed the feel of her well lubricated, velvet tunnel, sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his balls give that familiar twitch. He was nearly there.

"Bounce up and down bitch, I want to see your tits bounce."

Knowing he couldn't last much longer. He slapped her lightly across her breasts again and returned to fondling them.

Becky raised her front legs over her head, paws together, as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the tempo and pumping up and down faster, rising high enough to keep his naked spade end inside her, then slapping down onto the increasing wet patch between them. Her breasts were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing stroke.

"Uhg... Uhg... Uhg." She was in control of her own orgasm that was building to a climax.

"Ooooo I am coming again, Tom, I am coming, yeeeaahhss."

She arched her back, and Tom felt her muscles clench around the crown of his shaft, then her entire body dropped onto his flagpole, pushing it deep inside her.

"Fuuccckkk."

Seeing her orgasms climactic release, he could feel his own orgasm climax, releasing to flood warm liquid into her. He grabbed her hips and ground them to empty his balls. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her head just above him, hugging him tightly and kissing him.

They both giggled as they got up, with Tom pulling his shorts back up. Becky wore an inane grin across her face, enjoying her new experience of afternoon sex in the open air, in her family's mating glade.

The two walked back to the main coastal path to return to the village. When Becky left him, her mother was nowhere to be seen. Tom walked back alone to Kitty's pub. The boats had returned, and the beach was busy with fisherdogs finishing their working day. A few more tourists were around, enjoying the hustle and bustle.

Kitty and Sarah warned him they had a full B&B that evening and for the next few nights. Lucy called into the pub with Peter and passed Tom their list.

"We've started a few initial passes on the samples, but so far, nothing is immediately noticeable as being out of the ordinary. But at least we know that Peter's Heath Robinson test equipment works as all the standard markers are registering," Lucy said, quickly outlining their plans for further investigation.

To be on the safe side, Tom rewrote the list in his handwriting and gave the original list back to Lucy. In between serving, Tom spoke to Peter, asking about an infrared camera to spy on the beach he and Becky saw earlier. Rather than Becky's reticence, it excited Peter at the clandestine nature of the idea, saying he'd be able to knock something up the following day.

The evening flew by, with Tom and Sarah busy serving and clearing tables. Becky and Brenda were busy in the kitchen, allowing Becky and Tom the briefest of smiles as they passed. Guests were a mix of cats, dogs, and a couple of humans. Guests all asked about mermaids and opportunities for fishing trips, all boding well for the summer ahead.

Balthazar appeared at the bar during the busy evening and whilst clearing empty glasses Tom passed him the list, saying "Dwayne Dibley's list." Balthazar folded the list without reading it, thanked Tom and left him to continue with his work, not wanting to make small talk. Making a note of Balthazar's scent for reference.

Later, during a brief lull, Tom caught the Fisherdog Thomas's eye and nodded to him to meet outside.

"Hi, I had a word with Becky, if you're still interested?"

"Oh Please Tom, I can't keep putting off all these village girls. They say I've been single too long and they're circling like predators. What did she say?"

"Well, she's not ecstatic about arrangements as she jealous about losing the opportunity to be top dog."

"It's some old-fashioned nonsense. I want to be Top Dog. But not at the expense of losing Becky," Thomas said, looking sheepish.

"I know how we can get you two together..." Tom said and then outlined a plan.

Tom wasn't sure how well it would be received; although dogs seemed to be a little more open about sex and relationships than humans or cats. Once he outlined his idea to Thomas, Thomas was all for it and slapped him on the back to congratulate him.

"Oh, no, it's kind of romantic in a doggish way..." Thomas laughed. "I'm sure quite a few of our parents met in similar ways, not quite arranged marriages but almost..."

"Are you sure? It's not something humans would approve of. Oh well, each to his... Or her own."

The pair re-entered the pub separately to avoid suspicion. Soon Tom was busy again, clearing tables and serving beer to the Captain's table. Becky's mother was there, so Becky wouldn't be staying late, letting Tom off any late-night kitchen liaisons.

Lucy and Peter had left and none of her sisters were present either. Leaving Tom looking forward to a shower and a bed to himself, as the clientele dwindled. Kitty walked Balthazar back home, leaving Sarah and Tom finishing clearing up. Sarah must have sensed Tom's weariness as she suggested he get off to bed and she'd wait for Kitty's return.

Tom felt relieved as he made his way to his room. He lost his boots and socks and picked up a towel to make his way to have a shower. With all the guests in bed, Tom enjoyed wandering the stairwell and corridors in the dark, using his cat's night vision to guide his way.

The pub's upper floors were a whole mixture of guest and familiar scents, Tom recognising some, others he couldn't. Entering the bathroom, Tom exhaled a sigh of relief, finally having the shower to himself, shutting and locking the door behind him, he inhaled.

"Clair, why are you hiding in the shower?" Tom asked, smelling the kitten's scent behind him, confirmed by a sniggering giggle.

"I thought I had you earlier today, but you cheated me."

Clair's legs wrapped around from behind him and her paws loosened his belt and shorts. Tom could feel her warm breath on the back of his neck, causing the hairs to stand on end as she pecked kisses. His shorts fell to the floor, and a paw delved into his boxers to stroke his growing manhood, as she purred.

"We have unfinished business, Tom."

She purred as one leg pulled him tightly into her behind him. Her tail worked its way around Tom's waist and into his boxers, pulling them down. Her tail then tucked through his legs, stroking between his balls and rear entrance. The soft fur at the end of her tail teased and excited Tom, as Clair's paw stroked his shaft with her purring in his ear.

Clair no longer needed to hold Tom, so her one leg pulled his shirt over his head. She cast his T-shirt to one side as she nibbled his ear, and his hands reached over his head to stroke her ears behind him. Clair pulled Tom around to face her and wrapped her forelegs around his neck and her hind legs around his waist, purring whilst her tail seductively stroked his shaft and rear.

Clair was light to carry, and Tom was enjoying her tail stroking him. She was more sexually aware than her sister Lucy. Her paws pulling his face to her, to kiss him and her one paw could stroke his rear passage. Cats were much more erotic than dogs, although his only dog experience was with Becky and she was improving.

"Can't you kittens let me shower in peace," Tom chucked, as Clair purred, her tail guiding his shaft into her.

"We've worked out a rota. Mum and Kitty are busy so we have you to ourselves."

Tom hoped she was joking, but the look on her face was serious.

"I can smell dog. Are you two-timing us kittens...?"

"I didn't get the memo... Perhaps you kittens need to share the rota with me."

Clair's tail wiped his shaft tip across the wetness of her pussy, slowly lowering herself onto him. Tom slipped in easily, enjoying her warm velvet interior as she gasped.

"You're bigger than any of the boys on campus, but none have your super sex toy nickname."

"You seem very sure of yourself. Maybe you need to join me in the shower."

knowing cat's aversion to water, he still hoped he may manage a solo shower for a change.

"Humans aren't normally that kinky, but I'm willing to try... It would be a shame to shorten our coupling."

She rose and dropped onto Tom's shaft, still hanging onto him as her tail stroked his rear passage, teasingly. Tom, now seeing her comment as a challenge, walked over to the shower tray and turned the water on, standing just clear, testing the water temperature and her resolve.

"You are kinky!"

Clair purred nervously but continued to slide up, and down Tom's shaft, nibbling his ear. As the water temperature settled just where Tom wanted it, he stepped under, carrying Clair with him under the water stream.

Initially, Clair shuddered, only just able to hang onto Tom, wiggling her rear down onto his shaft, to keep her hooked, impaled onto him. The water seemed to run off her fur, leaving Tom thinking she'd foiled his plan as she threw her head back into the water, pretending to enjoy it running over her head. The look on her face wasn't so confident.

Clair continued to slide up and down Tom's shaft, pretending to revel in the shower as the water ran off her like a raincoat. Then Tom noticed her fur was getting saturated and flattening as it retained the water, giving her fur a sexy sheen, reflecting the bathroom light.

Clair was now grinding her hip into Tom, and her purring note had changed. She was getting more aroused as her fur lost its water repellent properties and became a flat, wet skin. Tom could feel her body more as she moved and wriggled, the water lubricating their excited bodies. Her hardened nipples now stroked Tom's chest through the flat, wet fur, and he felt his arousal growing.

"Tom, you are one kinky sex toy... No human has ever excited me like this..."

Tom leant Clair against the tiled shower wall and took over, sliding in and out of her. Her fur was no longer fluffy, but thin and slippery. Her body felt different next to his skin, as he felt every wriggle, twist and tensing of her muscles.

Tom continued to drive his shaft deep into her, her lovely soft breasts squashed between them and her nipples teasing into him. He could feel her tensing, building up her orgasm as drove into her repeatedly.

"Yesss... Umph... Armph... Umph... Fuck me, Tom... You super kinky sex toy, Fuck me... Umph... Umph."

Tom felt her velvet tunnel tighten on him and her back arched as her muscles spasmed with the flow of ecstasy running through her. Tom thrust onwards, Clair was now hanging on as her body wracked with spasms of her orgasm, enjoying her muscles tightening around him.

Finally, he released into her, with her grinning as she felt the warm liquid inside her, grinding the last of her orgasm into him. Clair relaxed, unwrapping her hind legs to stand, kissing him under the stream of water.

Tom could now see her waterlogged fur draped around her as they both panted, catching their breath. Tom turned the water off, so Clair could dry off. Initially, they both stroked her fur, encouraging the water to leave her coat.

"I didn't think you would brave the water."

"Neither did I, but I'm glad I did. That was so kinky... Now, please help me dry off."

Tom stroked his hands hard over Clair's body to encourage the water out of her fur, working his way around her. He soon noticed her reaction whenever he was close or in an erogenous zone. She was getting more and more erotically charged as the drying process progressed, her tail especially as she moaned softly, her body twisting in glee.

Soon her fur was no longer saturated, and they used towels, causing her fur to fluff up, giving her an afro, fur ball hairstyle all over, and causing Tom to giggle.

"It's not funny. If the other kittens see me like this, I'll never live it down. It will take hours of preening to flatten this fur down," Clair said dejectedly, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Was it worth it?"

"Hmm, I enjoyed it and the initial drying... But after all this towelling, I'm not too sure. Ask me later once my fur is flat again."

Clair let herself out, taking a fresh towel with her, Tom assumed, to go to his bedroom. Finally, alone, Tom got on with enjoying a solo shower. Once finished and dried, he tidied up the bathroom, having to dry the floor, wipe the wall tiles and replace any wet towels with dry.

Entering his bedroom with his dirty washing and a towel wrapped around him, he could see Clair purring, wrapped around herself, preening on his bed. Seeing more light than normal entering the bedroom, he walked to see the view out of his small window. Craning his neck to see the beach and sea beyond, he saw a full moon appear from behind a cloud.

The full moon sparked his memory of his promise with Pisces, for them to meet at the next full moon.

"What time do you think it is Clair?" Tom asked, pulling on clean boxers, shorts and his nearest day old sweaty T-shirt.

"Hmm? Nearly midnight. Come to bed and let's put some more scratches on those roof timbers..."

Tom was already pulling his boots on and tying his laces.

"Sorry, I've got to go... Got to see a man about a dog," Tom said, using one of his homeworld excuses for leaving someone.

Before Clair could protest, or ask about the man, who was going to tell him about a dog, Tom was already flying down the stairs and out of the door into the street, now running to reach Mermaids Cove.

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