Curiosity and Cats 2: Careful who sees YOU
#2 of Curious Cats
A frustrated kitten does some self-exploration, and discovers something even more interesting than spying.
It was infuriating! She had no one to ask, no one she felt that she could talk to about what she'd seen. It just wasn't fair. Kali could tell that what she'd witnessed between her parents was important. She'd never heard about anything like it before, but if she didn't know anything about it then there was no way any of her brothers and sisters did. They wouldn't have been able to keep their mouths shut if they did, and her parents were sure to have noticed, either during or after. None of her siblings could creep anywhere near as well as her.
After the first time she'd watched her parents carefully, seeing how they arranged distractions for the kittens which were sure to last, before slipping away quietly together. Kali had followed and watched them twice, the second time able to sneak so close as to have to watch her whiskers in her father's balls. Each time the same pattern of panting and humping as her father thrust his 'thing' into her mother's tunnel until they finally left their mixed puddle of fluids cooling on the floor beneath them. As before, Kali had snuck back afterwards to taste it, but whereas before she had swallowed it tentatively, now she lapped it up as fast as she could. It has seemed strange and bitter before, she thought as she savoured the last on her tongue, but now she loved it.
If only there was more. After their last match her parents had suddenly stopped, it had been over a week now since their last session and the showed no signs of going again. And while this alone would have been vexing enough, she was having problems of her own, strange feelings awakened by why she'd seen. At first it was an odd sensation from her rear, a mild tingling that faded soon after. But the second time was much stronger, a strange feeling beneath her tail like an itch she couldn't scratch. It had taken all day to fade, she'd been worried it would never go away. The third time was the worst, a hot burning that made her quiver when she thought about it. It hadn't dulled over time, had been gradually growing until it was almost all she could think about. If she didn't find some way to stop it soon, Kali bit her lip in though, she was going to have to approach her mother about it. She wasn't looking forward to THAT conversation, or the questions it would raise.
So she was forced to suffer in silence, both mentally and physically. It was this beyond anything else that drove her to spend more time away from home, sneaking off to find cool shade to lie down in. To try to relax and ignore the sharp ache coming from beneath her tail...
It wasn't working! Kali though, normally she could at least get SOME relief from the relaxation. If only because not moving stopped her legs and tail from rubbing in just the wrong way. She craned hear neck to look back at her slit before letting out a slight gasp. It didn't look like that before. While normally her fur carefully covered up everything, so nothing was visible even if she had chosen to carry her tail high all day, today it was puffed out like never before. The normally pink skin visible between the fur was an almost angry red. It was really starting to look like she might be sick, maybe the feelings were nothing to do with her parents, maybe they were an illness! She writhed in the floor, trying to get closer to, to see better the damage that was being done. Each harsh movement causing spikes of delicious agony to rush through her. Eventually, by curling over forwards and sideways, she was able to get her face right up under her tail. It was then that the scent hit her, it smelt just like what she smelt from her parents! Well... not QUITE. It was a lighter smell, not so heavy with musk as before. But with a sweeter undertone that was just as appealing. She breathed in deeply, enjoying for a moment before her feelings brought her back to earth. It felt worse than before, so strong she nearly cried out in demand. As she opened her eyes she saw the glint of moisture on her outer lips and a thought struck her.
Tentatively she reached out her tongue, gathering up a tiniest portion of the fluid before bringing it back to check the taste, ready to spit it out if it turned out to be horrible. Just as she thought, it was the same bittersweet taste as the clear liquid her parents left behind. Like the smell it wasn't an exact match, but it was close enough. She eagerly reached out for more carefully cleaning her fur like her mother did before, but concentrating around her slit, making sure to gather every drop of the delicious nectar. It was wonderful that she now had a source of the substance, she thought to herself, she'd have to do this again. Almost as an afterthought she dragged her tongue across her slit to clean it before finishing.
This time she DID scream, clamping her mouth shut after a fraction of a second and forcing the sound down into just a high pitched squeak. She froze for a moment, holding her breath to listen, to check that no one had heard by her sudden outburst, but apparently she was safe for now. What WAS that? It was the single most intense feeling in her short life, such a shock to her system that it almost overwhelmed the sheer pleasure of it. How had she never known about this, why had her parents kept her from this amazing feeling. Looking back around at herself she noticed the redness had faded slightly under her attention, but even as she looked another droplet of moisture formed, begging to be lapped up. Carefully, tentatively she stretched out her tongue to gather it up, then let the tip brush lightly across her inner folds. Kali moaned quietly to herself as the sensation sent a shiver up her spine, her slit almost seeming to quiver under the attention. This was definitely going to be a hobby from now on. Who thought that you could have so much fun all by yourself?
Gently, with gradually growing speed and enthusiasm she began to lick herself in earnest, squeaking and moaning with almost every motion. She found that she could increase the pleasure using the naturally rough surface of her tongue, moving faster and pressing harder to increase the friction. What was even better was that all the attention seemed to be increasing her fluid production, after just a few minutes she was producing an almost steady stream of the stuff. It was so intoxicating that she kept having to slow down and allow herself to breath, before gathering up the escaping nectar and beginning her assault again.
And so it continued, seconds stretching into minutes as Kali put every effort into continuing this wonderful feeling, she wasn't even keeping up the pretext of secrecy and more, no longer capable of caring if anyone found her, completely lost in the feelings of bliss. Sounds filled the air around her, the rasp of her tongue, the near slopping wetness all overlaying the background of moaning coming from her throat. The moans themselves only acting to increase her pleasure, as the vibrations ran into her wet sex to stimulate it in new ways. But even this wasn't enough. Several more minutes had passed and she was beginning to tire, the odd stretched seating position acting to wear her out prematurely and she could feel that she hadn't reached what she wanted. In desperation she pressed harder, forcing her tongue down onto her folds with everything she could muster. But then suddenly she wasn't pressing onto herself, but INTO herself, finally overcoming her tightness and allowing her tongue to slip into her tunnel, forcing it up slightly for the first time. She almost pulled out in surprise, but her clenching walls stopped her. This was what she had been wanting, or at least was much closer to it. It was like licking outside but so much more, with every surface radiating pleasure at her touch. Once more she forced herself deeper, trying to get as far inside as possible, pressing outwards with her tongue to make more room within herself. Craning over to her maximum she pushed onwards until finally her nose pressed in to her fur and the very tip of her tongue brushed something, a barrier, deep inside her...
And then it was over. All her muscles contracting at once, locking her in position as a wave of ecstasy washed through her like a ripple, before repeating again and again. Her insides clamped down on her intruding tongue, squeezing and pulling on it, increasing her pleasure. At the same moment she was dimly aware of a flush of fluid in her mouth, as a combination of sudden production and her contracting sex squirted into her mouth. Everything before had been a trickle compared to this flood, it flowed in along her tongue, filling her mouth, overfilling it until it ran out the sides and down her chin. But she didn't care, could care.
Gradually she came back to her senses, at least enough to swallow down what was in her mouth and begin to think about what had happened. Absentmindedly she began to clean off under her tail, until an incautious swipe across her oversensitive folds brought her back sharply. Looking down at herself she realised she was covered it a mixture of fluid and just general mess from her writhing on the floor. She'd have to wash before she was seen she thought vaguely, but she couldn't seem to raise the effort. She just lay back, panting gently as she cooled down from her exertions. Kali didn't know what exactly what she'd done, what had just happened, but she did know it wouldn't be the last time.
Finally she staggered to her feet, legs still feeling like jelly beneath her, and lurched off in search of the stream, to wash herself down.
...from between the leaves nearby, something watched her go...