Chapter 7: New Sensations

Note: I know the title kind of blows, and this is my 
first attempt at NC-17, especially between felines.  
Just keep in mind that they will be acting more like 
humans than cats.  Be kind, rewind (?????????)!  I 
hope you enjoy this…….

“Mungo….Now…..Please”

“Soon, love, soon.” Mungo whispered in Jemima’s ear.  
He wanted Jemima’s first time with a tom to be 
incredible and breathtaking, even if it meant going 
slow, painfully slow.  Mungo began to kiss Jemima 
gently, his tongue begging for admittance into her 
warm mouth.  Jemima obediently opened her mouth, and 
let Mungo’s tongue mingle with her own.  Mungojerrie 
quickly ended the splendid kiss, causing a 
disappointed moan from Jemima.  His mouth busied 
itself kissing her face and neck.  Jemima squirmed in 
delight and anticipation.  He then began to place open-
mouthed kisses down her body, Jemima desperately 
arching her body into his mouth.  Mungo smiled to 
himself about how responsive she was, even to his 
smallest touch.

Mungo looked up at Jemima.  Her eyes were closed, her 
chest heaving, her paws balled into tight fists at her 
sides.  Suddenly Jemima felt one of Mungo’s skilled 
fingers enter her.  Jemima was quite naïve about 
mating and hadn’t expected him to do that.  She 
quickly backed away from his finger, her eyes wide 
with shock and confusion.

“What’s wrong?  Did I hurt you?” asked Mungo his eyes 
wide with fear.

“No.” Jemima replied honestly, his finger had actually 
felt quite pleasant inside her.  “Why did you do that?”

“I thought it would feel good.” Mungo replied.  He was 
ashamed that he wasn’t able to please her like he 
hoped he could.

“It did,” Jemima told him, slowly lifting his head so 
he was looking her in the eyes, “It felt very good.  
Could you do it again?”

“Yeah.” Mungojerrie answered, extremely relieved that 
he hadn’t hurt her.

Jemima laid back and allowed Mungo to kiss her 
passionately before she urged him to repeat his 
previous actions.  Mungo was all too happy to comply 
with her wishes, and once again entered her slowly.  
Instead of keeping his finger still, he began to 
slowly move it in and out of her body.  Jemima felt 
nerve endings she never knew she had, come alive and 
erupt, causing immense pleasure.  Jemima let 
Mungojerrie move his finger within her for a few more 
moments before she told him to stop.  The pleasure was 
intense, but she craved something larger in her.

Mungojerrie positioned himself between her thighs, her 
slender legs wrapping around his hips.  Jemima could 
feel his arousal nudging gently against her opening.  
As he entered her, Mungojerrie bit down once more on 
Jemima’s neck, drowning any pain she might be feeling 
with ripples of severe pleasure.
	
For a few moments Jemima lay beneath Mungojerrie 
soaking in the new feelings racing through her body.  
She soon found that Mungo could go much deeper inside 
her is she moved her hips in time to his thrusting.  
The new contact intensified the pleasure, so soon the 
two were moaning in pleasure.

Mungo’s face held a look of extreme determination as 
he thrust desperately into her.  She knew he was close 
to coming, as was she, and knew it would bring 
previously unreachable bliss.

“Harder…” Jemima gasped.  She slowly sank her claws 
into the flesh of his back.  He growled baring a set 
of straight teeth, and began to thrust with a new 
sense of determination.

Jemima desperately tried to hold back the new feeling 
occurring in her abdomen, he so wanted to come with 
Mungojerrie, to feel their bodies in perfect sync.  
But the feeling was too intense so Jemima let go, 
tightening around Mungojerrie.  Her back arched as her 
entire body began to spasm.  She let out a string of 
unconscious words.
“Oh…..God……Mungo…..So good………Love you…….So….Much!!!!!!”

Mungojerrie was on the brink of his own orgasm when he 
felt Jemima tighten around him.  This was more than 
enough to send him over the edge as he gladly emptied 
himself deep into Jemima’s womb.  He threw his head 
back and his low growl and Jemima’s labored breathing 
cut through the silence of the pipe.

He looked down at the queen he was still buried deeply 
in.  Jemima’s face was glowing and she had a small 
smile on her face.  Mungo lowered himself and began to 
gently kiss Jemima’s smiling lips.  He nuzzled her 
cheek with his own and buried his head into the crook 
of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.  She stroked 
the back of his neck, and the two began to purr 
contentedly.

The two cats laid together, their bodies intertwined.  
Small shivers were chasing each other up and down 
Mungojerrie’s spine.  Jemima must have noticed because 
she slid closer to him and asked in a whisper, “Are 
you cold?”

“No,” Mungo answered, “It’s not that.”

“What is it?” asked Jemima.  Her voice was muffled 
because her head was buried in Mungo’s strong chest, 
and she was nearing sleep.

“Because I’m so happy.” Whispered Mungojerrie to 
Jemima’s sleeping form.

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