I woke up feeling the thick, warm drip of last night’s cream pie sliding slowly down my inner thigh. I stayed still, propped up on one elbow, watching the sunlight filter through the curtains. Beside me, Marius was still dead to the world, his chest rising and falling in a heavy rhythm. Then I saw Void. The black foster cat I was housing had decided that Mark’s morning wood was the most interesting toy in the room.
Void crouched low, his golden eyes locked on the tent in the sheets. With a sudden, playful swipe, the cat batted at the bulge. Mark groaned in his sleep but didn’t wake. Void purred, a low vibration that seemed to rattle his small frame, and began to knead the hard dick through the fabric, his claws snagging slightly. I bit my lip to keep from laughing out loud, watching the cat’s intense focus as he treated Mark’s anatomy like a cat toy.
Void gave one final, aggressive pounce, landing square on the shaft.
“What the fuck!”
Mark bolted upright, eyes wide, a startled yelp escaping his throat. He shoved the cat away with a laugh that sounded half-outraged and half-confused. Void landed on the carpet with a soft thud, looking entirely outraged as he began to lick a paw.
“Did your cat just try to hunt my cock?” Mark asked, rubbing his eyes.
“In his defense, he thought it was a mouse,” I giggled, shifting my hips so my curves pressed against his side. “He’s a very determined hunter.”
Mark looked down at his erection, then back at me. A predatory glint replaced the confusion in his eyes.
“Well, now I’m wide awake and incredibly horny,” he muttered.
He lunged, pinning me to the mattress. His hands gripped my waist, digging into my soft skin as he kissed me deeply. His tongue pushed into my mouth, sucking on mine with a hungry intensity that left me breathless. He tore my nightgown up, exposing my wet pussy to the cool morning air before his hand slid down to find my clit.
“You’re already soaking,” he whispered against my neck.
“I’ve been watching you for a bit,” I gasped.
He didn’t waste another second. He guided his hard dick to my entrance and shoved inside with one powerful thrust. I let out a loud moan, the sensation filling me completely. The sound of our bodies colliding became a wet and rhythmic He hammered into me, his balls slapping against my ass with every heavy stroke. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, feeling the friction build into a searing heat.
“I’m going to give you another cream pie,” he groaned, his voice gravelly.
“Do it,” I whimpered. “Fill me up again.”
He accelerated, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I felt the muscles of his thighs tense as he reached his limit. With a final, deep plunge that hit my cervix, he shuddered violently, pumping a hot, thick cream pie deep inside me. I screamed my pleasure, my hands clenched in the sheets. We collapsed together, panting, while Void watched us from the foot of the bed, probably wondering where his toy went.
“That was better than the cat,” Mark breathed.
“Much better,” I replied, feeling the second cream pie begin to leak out.