"Yes… Master… haa!" she screamed, squirting hard, soaking my thighs and the floor beneath us.
The fire roared furiously, casting long orange shadows across the already drenched furs. The air was thick with the scent of burning wood, salty sweat, dripping pussies, and the heavy musk of two cats in absolute heat.
Mira remained slumped against the wall, thick trembling thighs spread wide, thick white semen slowly sliding down her inner thighs, forming small puddles on the floor. Her cunt was still gaping, thick swollen lips an angry red, the glistening interior visibly pulsing with the last aftershocks.
Lira, small and quivering by the door, purred so low it was almost a buzz. Her pupils had already dilated into perfect throbbing hearts.
"Come here, Lira. On your knees. Now." My voice came out hoarse, commanding.
She crossed the distance almost floating, hips shy but tail already lifted high in instinctive submission. She knelt beside Mira and, without needing to be told twice, pressed her rough tongue to the older cat's inner thigh, lapping up the semen that dripped in thick strands.
"Mmmh… yes, little one… clean every drop Master left inside me…" Mira moaned, pushing her hips toward Lira's mouth.
I pulled both of them to their knees in front of me. Brutal contrast. Mira: heavy breasts hanging low, black nipples hard as stones, soft mature belly with just the right amount of delicious padding. Lira: high, firm breasts, impossibly narrow waist, skin like silk glowing in the firelight.
Both purred at the same time — a deep vibration that crawled up my calves, reached my balls and made me harden instantly again.
Lira started low, rough tongue circling my balls with sick devotion, licking the wrinkled skin while her heart-shaped pupils kept pulsing. Mira took the tip, thick lips wrapping around the swollen glans, then slowly sank down until the head hit the back of her throat. Thick saliva dripped down the shaft, mixing with Lira's tongue sliding up and down my sack.
They traded like they'd rehearsed for years. Lira sucked one entire testicle into her hot mouth, purring so hard I felt the vibration deep inside my balls. Mira swallowed me to the root, throat contracting rhythmically, green eyes watery but shining with pure bliss.
"Fuck… just like that… swallow it all…" I growled.
The orgasm hit fast and violent. Thick ropes shot out. The first straight down Mira's open throat, the second and third painting Lira's outstretched tongue. Both moaned, swallowing hungrily, tongues meeting in a messy kiss with my cum as the bridge.
I lifted them like they weighed nothing.
First I laid Mira on her back across the warm furs. I spread her thick thighs wide. Her cunt was dripping so much it glistened. Outer lips parted, swollen dark-red clit visibly throbbing.
I pressed the glans against her entrance. Pushed slowly. Centimeter by centimeter.
I felt her thick lips open around the head, yielding with a wet, obscene sound. Then the hot, velvety pressure wrapped my shaft, mature elastic walls hugging me like a living glove that clenched and relaxed.
"Ahhhnnn… Master… so thick… you're splitting me open again…!" Mira screamed, nails digging into my forearms.
Lira climbed up and straddled Mira's face. The older cat's tongue plunged instantly deep into the younger's soaked little pussy.
I grabbed Mira's thick tail hard, using it like a horse's reins. Every pull arched her back more, forcing her cunt to open even deeper for me.
I thrust slowly at first. Almost pulling out completely, leaving just the tip inside, then sliding back in until I bottomed out, feeling her softened cervix kiss the head with every deep stroke.
When I sped up, Mira began to shake violently. Her walls contracted in rhythmic spasms, squeezing me like she wanted to milk me dry. The squirt came suddenly: a hot, continuous jet that soaked my abs and ran down my balls.
Lira moaned above her, ears flat against her skull, tail coiling around my wrist like a living rope.
"I'm cumming… Master… in her mouth…!" Lira cried.
Her tiny cunt clamped in fast, hard spasms, squirting straight down Mira's throat, who swallowed without pause, purring even while choking.
I switched them.
Lira on all fours, small perfect ass raised high, tail lifted to the maximum, showing her swollen, dripping little pussy.
I slammed in with one brutal thrust.
Her cunt was much tighter. I felt every centimeter of resistance, young firm walls forced open around my girth. When I bottomed out she let out a raw, animal scream.
"Yes… break me… please… so fucking deep…!"
Mira slid underneath, tongue lapping at my swinging balls and flicking up to Lira's exposed swollen clit every time I pulled back.
I alternated: pulling out drenched in Lira's juices and shoving straight into Mira's throat for a few seconds, coating her in the younger's taste, then slamming back into Lira's tight hole with a wet smack.
I used their tails like reins. With Lira I arched her back to the limit, making the angle even deeper. With Mira I yanked her hips back to meet every thrust harder.
Their purrs turned guttural, almost growls.
Mira came first this time. Her mature cunt became a living vise, long powerful contractions milking me. "Fill me… Master… I'm your filthy slave whore… fill me till I overflow…!"
Hot thick spurts shot deep inside her. I felt her insides fill, the excess starting to leak around my shaft in sticky white threads.
I pulled out dripping and slammed back into Lira with one final savage thrust.
Her small pussy clamped in fast, desperate spasms, milking me hard. "Break me… Master… make me yours… haaaa…!"
The last rope erupted inside her as her whole body convulsed, tail stiff as a rod, toes curling tight, ears trembling.
Both collapsed onto the furs, panting, shaking, semen and squirt dripping between their thighs.
They curled against my sides. Mira slowly licked the sweat from my neck with possessive tenderness. Lira wrapped her slender tail around my thigh, joining it with Mira's thick one in a knot of total surrender.
The heat of their exhausted, satisfied bodies enveloped me. Two broken cats. Two marked slaves. Completely mine.
And still, my cock was already hardening again just thinking about what would come next.
Then came the urgent pounding on the door.
(To be continued…)