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Meet Me in the Living Room 2
🕑 Added 2021-10-30 05:31:45 +0000 UTCRead the first chapter here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/meet-me-in-room-16651207
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The evening had gone less than idealistic for Adrian. He didn't know what he was more upset by, that Samantha really was the kind of girl that wanted to wait until marriage to have sex or that his step mom and sister were right.
“I really did have a great time tonight,” Samantha said, breaking the mouse from his thoughts as they drove down the few side streets that lead to his home.
“Oh yeah, me too,” he replied.
That was a lie.
The night was mediocre at best. All they did was order pizza at her apartment and watch a movie between surfing videos on YouTube and chatting idly about college life. When he tried to initiate some heavy petting she seemed to be entirely oblivious to what he tried to do. Only when he actually had to ask her for a kiss and some cuddling did he get something more than a hug but even then it was lack luster.
He couldn't even remember what movie they watched. All the while they laid together he kept nudging his crotch against her backside and kissing at the back of her neck. This seemed to be a point of irritation for her, because at some point in the film she turned over to look at him with narrowed eyes.
“You're missing the best parts,” she had said. Firstly, why the fuck were they watching a movie that she had already seen? What fun was that? The only bright side about the whole activity was that the movie was boring to begin with and so he didn't care that he missed nearly everything about it. He was mostly just upset that she seemed to be so cold to his advances.
It wouldn't have been so bad if she had just looked him straight in the eye and confronted him about what he tried to do so they could at the very least get a baseline for where their relationship was. Not that it was too terribly significant, only two months in, but still.
He tried to keep up a face of optimism through the evening but in reality he couldn't wait to get home. He just wanted to jerk off, play a couple rounds of a game online, and go to bed. He couldn't believe how thankful he was that Jenny let him fuck her before this date. If not for her, his balls would probably be purple.
Samantha turned onto his street and the mouse could feel every muscle in his body relax in relief. Finally this whole ordeal was going to be over. When they rolled to a stop in front of his driveway, the wolf spoke up again.
“We'll do this again sometime soon, right?” she asked with a beaming smile.
“Of course, I'll text you in the morning, okay?” he said back.
That was another lie.
“Okay,” she replied and just sat there watching him expectantly. His eyes locked to hers and he tried one last time to force a genuine smile. One last attempt, he told himself and leaned close to her with half lidded eyes and puckered lips.
“Uh, what are you doing?” she said with an alarmed tone.
Adrian halted his movements and snapped his eyes back open. “Oh, uh, I'm sorry. I thought I'd give you a goodnight kiss before I left.” It began to get really difficult to not let his irritation through.
“Oh. Okay,” she said and leaned towards him with her own puckered lips. The move was so sudden that the mouse barely registered what happened when she planted the most bland kiss on his lips. But it was the emotionless look that she gave him afterword that was the icing on the cake.
“Thanks,” he huffed and stepped out of the car. He slammed the door behind him and hurriedly made his way to his front door while fishing the ring of keys from his pocket. Only when he placed his paw on the handle did he hear Samantha roll back onto the road and drive off.
He watched her go from the corner of his eye for a moment as he placed his key into the lock and opened the door. He didn't know if he could recall a more bizarre series of interactions in his life. It was like she was a poorly programmed robot or something.
Wait, was that what was in the movie that they watched? Did they watch some sci-fi film about robots? This thought bounced around in his head the whole time he went about re-locking the front door and making his way upstairs. He got to the landing and turned to walk to his room but stopped cold in his tracks when a memory flashed in his mind's eye.
“Your girl isn't gunna fuck you tonight. So when you come home with blue balls, remember this: I never wear clothes when I asleep, and my door is always unlocked.”
Adrian's throat felt tight and his tongue was abruptly dry. His gaze slowly shifted over to Kat's door to see that it was closed. This wouldn't have been the first time she had played this kind of a prank on him.
Once before she had offered him to join her in the shower and that he should just come on in. He did so, but found his dad was the one behind the curtain instead. That garnered a lengthy talking to by him and Jenny and some very awkward interactions with his father for about a month after. Though it was what spurred his step-mother's sexual interest in him, so maybe it wasn't all bad.
Another time Kat had offered to suck him off through a gloryhole in the old porta-john near the track. While he certainly did get a blowjob, one of the best of his life, actually, it had been by one of the burly football players that had recently come out of the closet. That particular interaction made him question a lot about himself, and for some reason he began thinking about Keith much more frequently.
This could be just like those times. Her door could be hooked up to a car battery and as soon as he touched the nob he'd get zapped and wake everyone in the house up, prompting another awkward conversation. It could also be hooked up to an alarm that would sound and do the same thing if she thought that Adrian might not scream as loudly as she'd like. Or really any other Home Alone style slapstick that she could think of. But no matter how much he tried to convince himself not to, he still walked over to her door and braced himself.
The nob wasn't electrified, he was relieved to find out. It also wasn't locked, or sounded an alarm as he turned it. Next was the brace for a hammer to swing down and hit him in the dick after he swung the door open, so he protected himself there and squeezed inside without opening it any farther than he needed to.
Inside the room, it was surprisingly well lit despite the main light being off. Kat's artistic aesthetic had Christmas lights strung about the various fixtures of her room and on a couple different tables lava lamps were churning away in their colorful dances. It was all enough to cast the room in a dull, colorful glow that allowed him to see fairly well without straining his eyes.
As far as he could see, nothing in the room was set up to make a joke of him. Maybe this really was the one time that Kat was being serious. That thought seemed to be confirmed when he caught sight of her bed.
It was late enough that his step sister had clearly fallen asleep, but she didn't do so without intending to give quite the show. She wore no clothing, just like she said, but she lied on her back with legs spread wide. No covers were over her form, and so he was able to see everything without a problem.
His heart began to race the closer he stepped, trying as hard as he could to not make any sound. He wasn't sure how light of a sleeper she was, but he hoped the subtle snore that escaped each of her exhales was an indication that he had some wiggle room as far as noise went.
She had kept her space relatively neat and clean, so getting closer wasn't difficult. Once near enough, a new, interesting detail made itself apparent. Kat's legs weren't just spread for the fun of it, the sheets beneath her ass were clearly damp, and so was the fur around her pelvis and thighs. He could even smell the feminine musk emanating from her pussy and he realized that could have really only meant one thing: she had just gotten done masturbating.
And it really couldn't have been too long ago. She hadn't gotten a chance to fully dry off from the activity, so in all likelihood he had missed it by at least a half hour. And she must have exhausted herself to sleep right after.
His face neared her womanhood to get a closer look and to sate his curiosity. Her pristine lips and trimmed pubic hair made for the kind of sight that Adrian had ever seen in porn. It was like a work of art that he could have just stared at an appreciated without doing anything else.
The light from one of the nearby lava lamps caught her pussy in just the right way that there came a subtle glisten over her slit. Adrian blinked in surprised and let his jaw fall open. Could she still be wet? Had she not fully satisfied herself before she fell asleep?
While the mouse combed through these questions in his mind, he didn't realize that he became increasingly unstable on his feet. He leaned over too far and suddenly lost balance.
He gasped and flung his arms out wide to catch himself on the bed, all while still trying to be as unobtrusive as possible. His face flushed red as he was now mere inches form his step-sister's cunt and his paws were now firmly planted against the soaked bedspread. With his nose this close, there was no mistaking that she was still wet and wanting attention.
Adrian swallowed hard and quickly looked up to see if Kat had woken up. Either she hadn't or she was an incredible actor. He bet on the former.
His attention turned back to between her legs and he realized the awkward state that he was in. She clearly wanted him to see all of this. She clearly wanted him to get up and close. That could only mean she wanted him to go even farther.
So be it, he thought to himself. His pants had been tight for the past couple of minutes he was in her room and his cock was actually starting to hurt by this point. He adjusted himself slightly and leaned even closer to her pussy at the same time. He opened his mouth farther and extended his tongue in anticipation.
When his wet appendage made contact to her sensitive folds, she let out a light mumble and turned her head on her pillow. He continued unperturbed. The tip of his tongue traced her slit from top to bottom and back up again. When he reached her clit he made sure to press at it more firmly and trace around its base as best he could.
The longer his toying went on interrupted, the more bold he became. He lapped over the front of her mound with long, broad swipes of his tongue, coating every inch of it in her nectar. He was right about her still being wet, in fact she was practically leaking.
Her hips suddenly shifted and she let out a tired groan. Adrian thought to pull away but her thighs suddenly clamped around his head and held in place like he was a fly caught in a carnivorous plant. His mouth was firmly forced against her pussy and unable to go anywhere else and his nose was treated to the unmistakable smell of her arousal.
“Mmh...I take it your date didn't go well?” Kat mumbled with a tired giggle. She opened her eyes just enough to look down at him in his awkward state. He couldn't really respond, but his panicked gaze told her everything she care to know. “God, you're so predictable. But don't worry, I'm not gunna fuck with you. So long as you keep doing what you're doing.”
Her grip let up and Adrian was finally able to lean back, if just enough to respond. “Were you awake the whole time?” he asked while trying to calm himself down.
“Nah, I wasn't gunna wait up for you. With my luck I thought you'd chicken out of it. Glad I was wrong,” she mumbled and reached a paw down to stroke her fingers through his hair. She encouraged him to get closer with a slight tug and he complied without resistance.
He picked up right where he had left off. His tongue pushed hard against her folds and resumed the slow but firm lapping as before. Kat opened her legs even farther for him and bent her knees at the same time. With more room, the mouse moved to fully lie on his stomach while he started to noisily slurp at her sensitive flesh.
Kat's breathing struggled to remain even and soft. It started slow with light hitches that had her cooing and twisting her form ever so slightly. That soon developed into long drawls that came as frequently as each of her breaths. One leg draped over Adrian's shoulder and encouraged him to get as close as he pleased.
Eating a girl out wasn't something he was too experienced with, but he had luckily watched a lot of porn up to this point. He didn't know how much of it was real or fake, but he figured he learn as he went along.
The first thing he began to do was keep himself busy and his tongue working. He changed from lapping to digging the tip of his tongue against her slit and wiggling it from side to side. Spelling out various words was the next thing he attempted, but that got tiring after a while. Minutes were ticking by and his craning neck began to get sore.
The sounds that Kat made were all worth the discomfort though. She moaned freely and couldn't keep still no matter how hard she tried. She bit down on a finger of her free paw to stifle some of her more fevered pitches while she stroked the fingers of her other paw through her step-brother's hair.
Adrian had to do some shifting of his own, though more from the discomfort that had blossomed in his pants. His hard cock pushed into the bed and demanded to be released. He wanted to undo his shorts and pull it out, not even to stroke it, but he feared that she might make him stop if she suspected that he expected to fuck her.
Even though Kat had her eyes mostly closed for the duration of his oral attentiveness, she seemed to notice all that happened to the mouse. Adrian had just now gone from suckling at her hardened clit to attempting to push his tongue into her tight, soaked hole. While she loved the enthusiasm he brought to the action, she craved something harder and longer from him.
“Come here,” she said and sat up slightly. She drew her hips away from him and scooted farther up on her bed.
The mouse lifted from he prone position and followed her at a crawl. Kat only cared enough to lean her back against a mound of pillows that she hastily pulled together from around her bed and pilled under her shoulders. Once she settled back down, Adrian thought to resume his eating but a light tug of his shirt had him going even farther.
Her legs wrapped around his waist and once his pants were within reach she drew her paws down to his button and zipper and aggressively undid them. Relief rushed through his groin as the garment and his underwear were yanked down to his thighs. His throbbing, precum dripping dick sprung out like it were an oxygen starved swimmer coming up for air.
“Fuck, that's beautiful,” she whispered as she stared at the twitching organ. She clasped it gently in her warm paws and felt how firm it was while stroking it from base to tip a couple times. When she was both satisfied and eager to continue, she aimed it down for her pussy and beckoned him closer.
“W-wait, let me get a condom,” he whispered and reached down towards his wallet where he kept a fresh foil wrapped rubber.
“No,” Kat said firmly and angled her foot to cover the pocket he tried for. He looked back at her with slight alarm.
“But we can't risk-”
“I don't care,” she growled and persisted to draw him nearer.
“This isn't a good idea...” he mumbled. Neither she or him knew quite what he referred to in that respect, but regardless he didn't put up much of a fight.
His cock pushed against her entrance and he let his muscles relax so that he could sink inside. When he did, he was overwhelmed by how incredible she felt. She seemed to have the same reaction as they moaned in unison at about the same volume.
He delved all the way inside, unable to get enough of how wet and tight she was. The tip of his dick barely kissed her cervix but that didn't matter, and she thought of him as the perfect match for her.
Kat released his length when there was none more to hold and she reached up to take his face into her palms. They briefly gazed into each other's half lidded eyes before she drew him close to her face and pressed their lips together. When they did, she moaned into the embrace as he took it as a sign to begin moving.
He pushed his hips tighter to hers and began at a moderate tempo right away. It was like his body moved on its own and he had no control. Pleasure filled him and encouraged him to make every thrust a long one that had him almost pulling entirely out before plunging back in.
Kat's hot breath caressed his cheek while she exhaled through her nose. She refused to break contact with their lips. If anything she wanted him closer, her tongue pressing to his lips and forcing its way inside to mingle with his. Her ankles locked behind his back in an attempt to cope with the euphoria she felt but she didn't want to limit his mobility.
The creak of the bed springs was the loudest thing at the moment as the pace grew in speed and strength. His balls gently patted against her ass but were muffled by the copious amounts of her species' abundant fur there. Their moans threatened to break the confines of their tightly sealed mouths but they were adamant about keeping the volume as low as they could handle.
Kat's pussy began to spill her excitement down her backside and onto her sheets. The harder she was fucked the greater the pool grew and before long it was the size of an orange. The tapping of their bodies coming together grew progressively more wet as their mixture of fluids soaked equally into the fur of their bodies.
Before long the concern of being heard grew to a be a distant thought. The mouse shivered as he bucked against her, arching his form so that he could successfully sink every last inch of himself as far as she would allow. She pushed up against him when he would do this and the resounding clap grew to be as loud as an enthusiastic spanking.
Their moans were growing with similar intensity. Even though Adrian suckled on his step-sisters tongue, she still cried with with each breath that she made. Her arms had since locked around the back of his neck and she held herself as tightly to him as she could manage. His paws had also transitioned from holding himself up on either side of her body to being secured around her back.
“Shhh...” Adrian whispered after letting go of her tongue. His voice wavered while he moaned and tried to abide by himself by burying his face into her neck.
“Fuck off...ah! You feel too good,” she whimpered back. Her nails were digging into his back by this point and he found the sensation to be interestingly complimentary to the pleasure.
“We...we're gunna get caught,” he tried again, but not even he thought he sounded convincing.
“Shut the fuck up and cum in me,” she groaned.
A shiver raced up Adrian's spine and his eyes went wide as her words caused an abrupt change in his pounding.
It must have been obvious because Kay squealed excitedly, “Yes! Cum in me. Fill me up. Mark me as your t-territory,” she begged and drew her paws to his cheeks once again. She pressed her forehead against his and stared intensely into his eyes.
“No, Kat, I-I can't...” he tried to stutter out his objection. She responded by squeezing her legs tighter around his body and making her ankle lock unbreakable. The motion forced Adrian's cock deep into her once more and he was suddenly unable to move away, even to thrust. He didn't need to though, as his climax came on like a freight train.
The pleasure erupted through his cock and he shouted in surprise and ecstasy. Kat clamped her paw over his mouth to muffle the peak of his outburst but almost did the same when she felt the volume of his semen.
She could have sworn that his dick felt bigger as it throbbed through the orgasm. With each flex there was another spurt of his thick seed that splashed her cervix and filled her to the brim. His whole body trembled as he was forced to drain his balls inside of her. He couldn't even pull out to push back in to help himself along it was just a slow spill that he couldn't escape.
The creaking stopped. Their motions halted. The only thing that made sound now was their heavy panting and residual gasps as their bodies relaxed. Kat's legs still stayed firm around the mouse's body. He began to worry that she might not let up on him to go back to his own room.
The two slowly shifted themselves onto their sides as gravity overtook their tired bodies and their muscles ached too much to support them. With the adrenaline of the moment depleted, exhaustion replaced it two fold. Their foreheads were till firmly together, but they were no longer gazing into each other's eyes. Instead they panted with closed lids and only cared to gather their breath.
“This...was a mistake...” he uttered under his breath.
“Shut up,” she hissed and leaned in and pressed her lips against his once more. He eagerly leaned into her and savored the taste of her tongue on his. They continued to exchange brief pecks and playful licks like that for a few minutes. At no point did she relent on her leg lock though, and so Adrian resigned himself to staying in her bed.
He didn't know if his dad or step-mom would notice this interesting aspect in the morning, but at the moment he didn't have the energy to care. It wasn't exactly the priority of concerns that he had at the moment as he drifted off to one of the best sleeps of his life.
