Catgirls And Dungeons (Yuri)

Once again, our bodies naked, pressed against each other in perfect harmony. We let the shower run. We wet ourselves, droplets cascading down curves and valleys. We soap each other, hands lingering on sensitive spots.

Then, inevitably… We make love.

Steam curls around us in thick, sultry waves, clinging to our skin as the hot water beats down in a relentless cascade. The bathroom transforms into our private sanctuary, a world where only we exist.

Eris holds me in her arms, and I cling to her desperately, as if letting go would break the spell between us. Our slick bodies slide against each other, every touch electric, every breath shared.

The rhythmic patter of the shower fills the air, drowning out everything but the ragged sound of our breathing and the quiet moans escaping my lips, each one more urgent than the last.

"Ah~ Eris…" I call her name, my voice trembling with need, my heart aching for her touch.

She answers with my name, her voice a caress itself.

"Felicia…" A soft whisper, yet heavy with desire, making my knees weaken.

The intoxicating blend of soap, damp heat, and raw, aching desire envelops us completely. Even amidst the floral scent of expensive bath products, her natural scent cuts through—primal and irresistible.

Her pheromones.

Her hot, desiring love scent.

Fuck…

It's strong.

It's overwhelming.

It's making my head spin with want.

Eris pushes me back, then presses me against the bathroom wall. Her hands slide down my waist, fingers digging possessively into my hips as she claims me with her touch. The cool tiles against my back contrast with the heat of her body against my front, creating a delicious sensory overload.

As she looks at me, her eyes, dark with hunger, roam over my dripping body, sending pulses of heat straight between my legs. I can feel myself growing wetter by the second, and not from the shower.

"Damn, you are beautiful…" she mutter, making my cheeks burn.

"Hehe… and you are beautiful too…"

As I say that, I feel the anticipation coils in my stomach, a knot of tension waiting to snap.

And then, my breath catches sharply as she leans in, her lips ghosting over the sensitive skin of my neck before she bites down—not enough to hurt, but just hard enough to make me whimper with pleasure.

"Mmmmh~~~"

I gasp, my nails scraping against her shoulders as she soothes the bite with her tongue, her kisses slow and teasing.

"Mmm… You are so soft and delicious…"

She hums against my throat, her voice a deep vibration that makes my legs weak.

And then, her hands wander lower, tracing the slickness of my thighs, parting them open like she's unveiling a precious gift.

I instinctively react, my hand reaching to cover myself.

But she grabs my hand and pin it back against the wall.

"Let me have you," she commands softly, and I couldn't disobey if I tried.

And now…

Her knee presses firmly between my legs, rubbing against my dripping, aching pussy, sending jolts of pleasure radiating through my body. The pressure prevents me from closing my legs, leaving me open and vulnerable to her touch.

And before I realize what I'm doing, I'm already grinding myself against her thigh, desperate for friction, for the sensation of love.

The water has made her skin slippery, and combined with my own wetness, the sensation is exquisite—slick, hot, perfect.

I grind harder, faster, small waves of pleasure building with each movement, making my thoughts scatter like leaves in the wind.

Meanwhile, Eris continues her assault on my neck, biting, sucking, marking me as hers. When she pulls back to look at me, her expression is both tender and predatory—flushed cheeks, eyes glazed with desire, and a knowing smirk that makes my heart race.

"So impatient," she teases, watching me writhe against her. "Ahh… can't wait even a minute, can you?"

"E-Eris!!!" I protest weakly, embarrassment coloring my voice despite the desperate need coursing through me.

"Alright," she soothes, brushing her lips softly against mine. "I'm going to take very good care of you now."

As hot water streams over us, washing away soap but not desire, she begins a torturous journey down my body. Her lips leave a trail of fire—from my mouth to my jaw, down my throat, across my collarbone, between my breasts, lingering at the sensitive spot just below my ribs, dipping into my navel…

And then, she kneels before me, looking up with a gaze that could melt steel.

My fingers tangle in her wet, midnight hair, guiding her to where I need her most. She takes her time, her breath hot against my sensitive flesh, making me squirm with anticipation.

And then—

"Hikkkh!"

The first touch of her tongue sends lightning through my body, tearing a sharp cry from my lips. I arch helplessly into her mouth, desperate for more, as her fingers grip my thighs firmly, holding me in place for her feast.

Holy shit

Holy shit.

The sensation is maddening—her clever tongue circling, teasing, flicking against my sensitive bud before plunging deeper, tasting me as if I'm the most delicious thing she's ever experienced.

And unlike the first time, her brushy tongue feels amazing now.

"Ahhh~! Ahh! Eris! ERIS!!!"

I can barely breathe through the pleasure, my body trembling uncontrollably, my nails scratching at the slick tiles behind me as waves of ecstasy crash over me again and again.

Lost to sensation, I grind shamelessly against her face, beyond caring about anything but the building pressure inside me.

Like I have lost my god damn mind…

Her fingers join the sweet torment, sliding inside me with practiced ease, curling to find that perfect spot that makes me see stars. She works me open, stretching me deliciously, adding another finger when I beg for more.

"Ahhh~… Ahh…."

Slop slop slop.

Slick, obscene sounds fill the shower as her tongue and fingers work in perfect harmony. The lewd symphony of our passion echoes off the tiles, accompanied by my increasingly desperate moans.

And just like that, she eats me, savoring me, making me writhe beneath her touch.

Soon my moans grow louder, more frantic, my hips rolling against her face with increasing urgency. She responds by speeding up—fingers thrusting deeper, faster, her tongue lashing my hot, swollen, sensitive clit, devastatingly.

The pressure builds to an unbearable peak, wound so tight I can barely form coherent thoughts.

"Ahh~! Ahh~! E-Eris! I'm—I'm gonna— I'M GOING TO COME!"

And then I shatter completely.

"MMMMMMMMHHHHH!!!!"

My orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave, my body convulsing violently as pleasure overwhelms every sense. My hands fist in Eris's hair, holding her against me as my back arches off the wall and I cry out, my pussy water flooding her eager mouth.

But she doesn't stop—she drinks me in greedily, licking, sucking, drawing out every last tremor from my oversensitive body until my legs can barely support me.

I slump against the wall, trembling, gasping for breath.

"Ha… ha…"

But Eris is far from finished with me.

She rises gracefully to her feet, her lips glistening with evidence of my pleasure, her expression one of pure satisfaction. Before I can recover, she claims my mouth in a deep, hungry kiss—letting me taste my unholy self on her tongue. A shiver runs through me at this intimate sharing, my knees threatening to give way beneath me, but she holds me steady in her strong arms.

Then, with a smirk, she pulls me down with her, lowering us onto the slick, wet tiles of the shower floor. Our legs tangle, her thigh pressing against my still-sensitive thing, and I whimper, gasping at the friction.

She grins, mischief flashing in her dark eyes. "Too much? Or do you want more?"

I bite my lip, my body answering before my mind can, hips rolling instinctively against her thigh.

"More… please, more…"

"Hehe, good girl," she purrs, the praise sending fresh heat coursing through me.

Her hands grip my thighs firmly as she shifts our position, spreading me open, aligning our bodies in the scissoring position until the heat of her own slick cunt presses perfectly against mine. The first contact draws simultaneous moans from both of us.

And then—she moves.

"Ahhhh~~~!"

"Mmmmhh!"

A deep, keening sound tears from my throat as our bodies grind together, wet and feverish. The hot water continues to cascade over us, adding another layer of sensation as we chase mutual pleasure.

The friction is electrifying—the slide of her against me, the way she moves, slow at first, teasing, building the tension, making me burn.

The friction is electrifying—the slide of her sex against mine, the way she moves with such perfect control, starting slow and teasing, building tension deliberately, making me burn with need.

Then, as desperation overtakes us both, the pace quickens dramatically.

I match her movements eagerly, rolling my hips to create the perfect pressure, gasping, moaning, crying out as pleasure builds to impossible heights, spiraling ever upward.

Eris is no longer composed either, her own moans filling the steamy air.

"Ahhh… Ahh~ Yes, Felicia, yes…." Her voice breaks on my name, the sound more arousing than anything I've ever heard.

She grips my thigh hard enough to bruise, then thrusts harder, faster, her breath coming in ragged pants, her control finally slipping as she approaches her peak.

The pressure coils impossibly tight within us both.

And then.

After minutes of exquisite torture…

"MMMMMMMHHHHH!!!!"

I come apart for the second time, even more powerfully than before, and Eris follows immediately after.

Ecstasy crashes through us simultaneously, ripping through our bodies like a violent storm. I convulse against her, my back arching off the floor, her name a desperate prayer on my lips.

Her body shudders with equal intensity, her squirting pussy beautiful to witness.

She collapses against me, her breath warm and ragged against my shoulder. For a long moment, neither of us moves or speaks, basking in the afterglow.

The water continues to pour over us, washing away physical evidence but not the heat still simmering between us.

———————-

Finally, Eris breaks the silence with a soft laugh, pressing a lazy kiss against my damp skin.

"Hehe," she murmurs, biting her lip in that way that makes my heart skip. "This is fun…"

I manage a breathless laugh, turning my head to meet her gaze. "Y-yeah…"

Eris grins, her fingers tenderly brushing wet strands of hair from my face before she kisses me again, this time slow and deep, a promise of more to come.

"Are you tired yet?" she asks, her tone suggesting she already knows the answer.

My body feels wonderfully used, pleasantly sore in all the right places, but the hunger has barely been sated.

Damn it…

Are all catgirls this insatiable?

Or is it just her effect on me?

After that, after resting for just five minutes, we make love again.

And again.

And again—on the floor,

in the bathtub,

then on the bed.

We fuck and fuck

wildly, shamelessly, animalistically

The night is long, and we're only renting this cabin for one day, for a whopping 800 crowns.

So, I guess…

We have no choice but to enjoy this to our heart's content.