“Maybe he wants me to give him my permission,” I thought. Aloud, I added, “Fuck me!”
No sooner had the words left my lips that the cat made his move.
“Fuck!” I moaned as he jerked forward, his manhood easily sliding past my labia. I was soaking wet and the shaft entered without the slightest resistance. In less than a second, every last inch was inside me. It was the first thing besides my finger to enter me and the feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced.
The incredible hotness of the shaft sent another shiver of arousal running down my spine and that in turn forced a powerful moan past my lips. More quickly followed as the small, yet studly animal began jerking back and forth.
“Oh yes!” I moaned as my eyes were sealed shut for me to better enjoy myself. “Fuck me! FUCK ME!”
And fuck me he did. The incredible force of his thrusts filled me with more arousal than ever before and a powerful orgasm soon began growing within me. I could feel it swell with every passing second and began to wonder if it would one day stop. But just when I was about to pass out from the arousal overload, it finally happened. I climaxed.
“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” I a shrieked at the top of my lungs. Never before had I felt so happy. This moment instantly became the single best of my life and I feared nothing could ever surpass it. Little did I know, I would have a lot of best moments in the days to come. But for now, I had my virginity-losing orgasm to take care of.
My powerful moan stretched on as I began to squirt. I was utterly stunned. I had masturbated far too many times to count, yet never before had I squirted. But there was no denying that was exactly what was happening. Wave after wave shot out of me, forcing my moans to intensify. The sheer force of the squirts made me fear for my lover’s wellbeing, but he was a trained professional and he braved through the cumstorm. In fact he too soon climaxed.
I felt his shaft jerk around inside me for a second before his sweet nectar was released. I was so busy moaning and squirting that I barely even felt the semen enter me. But that could have been because the sheer force of my orgasm almost instantly sent it flying back out.
My first squirting orgasm lingered on for what felt like an eternity. By the time the final wave final oozed out of me, I was so exhausted that I almost passed out. All I could do to remain conscious was close my eyes and focus on my breathing.
It took a while, but I eventually managed to catch my breath. By then, my lover had dismounted me and was now licking the cum that still clung to my pussy. I watched him work for a few seconds before sitting up.
The hungry animal continued cleaning me as I took a few moments to consider everything that had just happened. I was no longer a virgin, yet I felt not an ounce of guilt at to the perverse manner in which it loss had occurred. Actually, I felt oddly proud. I could not tell if it was simply because the long-awaited moment had finally arrived or because I had overcome my initial fears and given in to the lure of bestiality. Either way, I was no longer a virgin and that was all that mattered.
Speaking of changes, I was shocked to discover I was no longer seasick. My studly feline lover had distracted me and forced me to forget about my shaky sea legs. Just to be sure, I stood up and took a few steps. Nothing. No dizziness. No nausea. Nothing.
“I’m cured!” I claimed victoriously. “Thank you,” I added as I turned to the cum-covered cat that still lay atop the bed. He started purring, as if telling me it had been his pleasure to aid me.
I considered staying in my room for a little more bestial fun, but now that I was cured of my seasickness, I could finally explore the ship. I did not know what else this cruise had to offer, but I was about to find out.
To be continued in Part 2…
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Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed.
Have a horny day,
Barbie Lez
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