"Well, you're here rather late tonight, hm, Basil?"
The detective nearly jumped out of his clothes at the sound of his name. His oversized hat came off his head and fell to the floor, allowing Miss Kitty a view of the bewildered look on his face.
"M—miss Kitty!" he stammered, wide-eyed. "What are you—how did you—"
"Oh, come now, Basil," Kitty interjected with a smile. "You've been visiting every weekend for the past six months or so."
"But how did you recognize me?" he asked.
"You're the only mouse to ever walk through those doors, sit at a table, and never drink of drop of Rodent's Delight!" she told him with a little laugh. "I noticed it one night, and it made me think back to the time when a certain inquisitive fellow and his stout companion made their appearance, and I put two and two together."
"Ahem!" Basil cleared his throat, loosening his scarf. "How very observant of you . . ."
"Oh, don't be nervous, Basil. You don't have to worry about any of these oafs knowing; they don't pay any mind to anything besides their drinks and what's on stage."
"Right, of course," the mouse detective replied, glancing around at the few dozing drunkards spread about the spacious tavern floor. He started to fidget as he felt Miss Kitty's gaze upon him.
"So . . . why have you been coming here, if I might ask," she questioned him, leaning in just a bit closer.
Basil glanced around the room, gazing around at anything but the beautiful mouse in front of him.
"I've been, er, conducting reconnaissance. A seedy place such as this is bound to be teeming with all sorts of criminal elements, as I'm sure you know."
"Why haven't you brought Dawson along with you? I thought the two of you always went out on the job together."
"Hmph," Basil huffed, creasing his brow. "I still venture out alone when the need arises, I assure you . . . and Dawson was a bit of handful the last time we both visited."
"He very much was!" Miss Kitty laughed airily. "That was most fun I've had in a long while."
"Yes, well, that sort of "fun" isn't very good for my line of business."
"Ah, it all worked out in the end anyway," she added with a wave of the hand. "So . . . you've been coming by just for business? Nothing else?"
Basil opened his mouth, prepared to give another excuse when he happened to meet her gaze. Her deep blue eyes held him place, mouth agape. A moment passed, and Basil cleared his throat, once more looking away as he spoke.
". . . To be truthful, I have been visiting to . . . see you."
"Really?" Miss Kitty exclaimed, smiling brightly. "I didn't think you were very interested in my show when you first came by."
"I was actually on the job then, of course," Basil explained, a little less sheepish. "There's no time to be distracted when the game's afoot."
"Of course, you're very much the professional as we all know. That's how I knew you weren't really hunting for clues when you've visited since: you could never keep you're eyes off the stage when I'd go on!"
"Yes . . ." Basil continued with some effort. "I must admit you're a marvelous singer and dancer . . . one far too gorgeous for the Rat Trap of all places."
Kitty beamed at the mouse detective and placed her hand upon his. Basil felt his face grow warm at her touch.
"Why thank you, Basil. It's nice to hear someone compliment me in a polite way for once."
"So," Basil started, trying to keep steady. "Why is it you perform here? Certainly you could find somewhere better than this."
Miss Kitty's smile faded for that first time since they began speaking to one another. She looked over her shoulder at the empty stage then back at Basil.
"I've never had many options, in truth. My parents passed away when I was young, and working here has been the best way I've found to put a little food on the table."
She sighed to herself and looked over the rest of the tavern, silent.
"I'm sorry to hear that," was all Basil could think to respond. He pulled his hand from underneath hers and gave her hand a reassuring pat. Kitty's smile returned at the gesture.
"Oh, it's all right," she said with a wave of the hand. "I'll get by. It's about time to head out, I suppose."
Miss Kitty stood up and fluffed the plain, cheap coat around her shoulders. Basil hopped up from his seat at once.
"Here, I'll escort you home," he said without any hint of hesitation.
"You don't have to do that Basil, I've walked myself home many a night."
"Nonsense," Basil replied with a vigorous shake of the head. "It wouldn't be right of me to do otherwise."
"Alright, if you insist," Kitty relented, offering her arm with a smile.
Basil hooked his arm with her own and led them both to the door, winding around the dozing bodies and their messes. He pulled open the door, and they stepped outside only for the both of them to gasp at the chill coming off of the river.
"Oh my!" Miss Kitty managed to say, wrapping her free arm tight around herself. "It wasn't nearly this cold earlier in the evening!"
"Yes, it's quite frigid," Basil returned, looking over at her. "And you've no overcoat. Now this won't do; here, take mine and my scarf."
Basil freed his arm and had his scarf and thick, woolly overcoat off before Kitty could even begin to protest. He held the pair of garments out for her, teeth already chattering.
"Here you are. "C'mon, c'mon, quickly now!"
She had no choice but to put them on. The overcoat and scarf were rather big on her as they were already oversized for the mouse detective, yet together they kept the chill at bay very well. Basil hooked his arm with hers right away and started them down the planks that led them from the bar.
"Let's get off the river promptly, shall we? Heaven forbid one of us get soaked in this temperature."
They made their way from the bar and back up to the street level, taking careful steps and watching the water splash along as they went. They both let out sighs of relief as they reached the top of the stairs to the cobblestone thoroughfare. Basil sniffled softly and glanced over at Miss Kitty.
"Where's home, hm?"
"It's just several blocks down this street, in an alleyway on the right," She told him, motioning with her hand down the way. "It shouldn't take us very long."
"Off we go, then!" Basil exclaimed, shaking some warmth into himself.
Like Miss Kitty had said, the walk to her home wasn't a long one, but the cold whispering wind made it seem all the longer. They huffed together as they hurried along, their breaths steaming in the nippy air. A light drizzle even started to fall upon them near the end of their journey. Fortunately, the alleyway was right ahead by that time, and Miss Kitty guided her companion down the path. The narrow alley provided just a bit of shelter from the wind and rain, but still they shivered all the way up to her doorstep.
"Whew, here we are!" Miss Kitty sighed. "Thank goodness the rain only just started."
Basil said nothing in return. Kitty could feel his arm shuddering against her own. She herself was still quite chilled even with the scarf around her neck and the overcoat tight around her, and Basil had nothing but a light undercoat. Quickly, Kitty reached into her coat and produced the key to the door, opening it wide as quick as she could manage.
"Come, let's get out of this weather."
"N—no, I—I'll just h—head on to B—Baker street," Basil tried to tell her, barely able to speak through his chattering teeth. "I—I'll be f—fine."
"You'll catch your death!" she exclaimed, giving the shaking detective a faux stern look "Now come along and get out of the cold."
Too cold to argue any further, Basil was pulled in through the doorway and into the greeting room. The room was dark and dusty, lit and warmed by a sole candle barely holding aflame against the gush of wind from the outside. It wasn't very much warmer than the world outside, though the respite from the wind and rain was more than enough to make up for that fact.
"I know it isn't much, but it's for me," Miss Kitty said, taking up the candle to light the way. "Let's get you under some blankets; it's really the only way to stay warm in here, I'm afraid."
A narrow hallway led past the bathroom to a single bedroom, an almost tiny affair with just enough room for a single bed, a wardrobe, a chest, and a small table by the headboard. Kitty placed the candle on the table, unhooked her arm from his, and put a hand on his shoulder, pushing him to sit on the bed.
"There you go. Lay those blankets over yourself and warm up some, Basil. I'll go see if I can do something about this cold."
She turned and stepped out into the hallway, closing the bedroom door behind her before Basil had a chance to say anything. Basil rubbed his hands together and looked over his shoulder at the heavy blankets; he could hardly think to just scurry into a lady's bed . . . but he was still chilled to the bone, and the blankets were so very, very warm-looking. With an annoyed grunt, he relented, throwing off his undercoat and kicking off his shoes before he flung himself under the covers. They were indeed quite warm, and cozy too. Basil sighed long and deep, relishing the feeling starting to return to his fingers and toes. Getting into bed seemed to have been a good idea after all!
Just then, Miss Kitty cracked open the door and stepped in, closing it behind her gently. She smirked down at him lying in her bed.
"That's much better, isn't it?" she asked.
Basil nodded, smiling and nodding.
"Yes, yes, it's quite nice," he admitted, the embarrassment he had felt over the idea long gone.
"Good . . ." Kitty said in a low tone, the candle light flickering in her half-lidded sapphire eyes.
"Were you able to start a fire?" Basil asked sleepily, missing the change in her demeanor.
"No, but I think I found another way for us to keep warm."
With that, Kitty unbuttoned Basil's overcoat and let it slip off of her shoulders and onto the floor, revealing she had nothing on beneath, baring her whole body for him.
Basil yelped out in a uncharacteristically high-pitched voice, jumping as if he had been shot. He turned his head aside, his face burning. He had looked upon her naked form for not even a second, but he could picture it perfectly in his quick-witted mind: her alabaster fur, curvy hourglass figure, big, perky breasts with their taut pink nipples, her long legs and thick thighs, and the small slit in the gap between them. Even as he started to speak, the image couldn't be forced from his head.
"M—m—miss Kitty!" he stuttered, visibly shaken. "Y—you're . . . nude!"
"Indeed I am," she chuckled, unable to suppress a grin. "How very observant of you."
Basil could hear Miss Kitty walk over to the head of the bed. He didn't need to look to be acutely aware of just how close the beautiful naked mouse was to him. Her femininity was maybe a foot from his head; he could almost swear he could feel the heat coming from it, a thought that made him feel a number of opposing emotions all at once. Basil's mind raced in the silence that followed.
"Well?" Kitty finally asked to break the silence. "Aren't you going to be a gentlemen and let a lady in from the cold?"
Feeling compelled to look at her, Basil warily glanced up at her face, forcibly averting his gaze from the rest of her womanly features. Miss Kitty looked back down at him with a facetious pout, but Basil could indeed see the vapor from her breath as she stood above him. He had forgotten that it really was quite cold in her drafty abode. After a moment of hesitation, the mouse detective looked aside and lifted the blankets up.
"There we go," Kitty said with a drawn out sigh as she slipped underneath the thick cover and held herself above Basil's prone body. "Hmm, clothes in bed, Basil? That's no way to properly huddle for warmth, as I'm sure you know. Let's fix that."
Basil was speechless as she started to undo his undershirt, quickly and deftly pulling it from around him and tossing it onto the nearby table. His pants came off next, and his undergarments last. Basil could feel his face burning scarlet as his last slip of clothing came off. Once that was done, Kitty lowered herself onto Basil's chest, laying her cheek against his.
"Mmm, isn't that better, Basil?" she asked in her smooth, sultry voice. "I know it is for me."
His mouth completely dry, his mind going a thousand miles a minute, Basil couldn't say a thing. Miss Kitty's body was unbelievably warm upon his own, her snow white fur so lush where it brushed against his coarser brown fur. Her soft, curvaceous features sat upon his slender yet toned body, touching him in a way he never experienced before, a way that made him shudder in undeniable excitement. The way her breasts squished into his chest in particular made his heart beat like drum; he was sure she could feel it thumping away in his chest. A sudden rub of her cheek to his brought him back to the moment.
"Aren't you going to say something?" she questioned him in a whisper.
"Uh . . . I—I don't know what to s—say . . ." he muttered out, swallowing dryly.
"You could tell me how you feel, for one," she replied as she wiggled atop him, making her body press into him delightfully.
"That feels . . . good," Basil said quietly, digging his hands into the bed. "V—very good."
"Do you feel nice and warm?" Miss Kitty asked, smiling as Basil nodded in answer. "I know you must've been so cold out there. Here, warm your hands too."
Kitty guided Basil's hands onto her back. He hesitated for a moment, then let his fingers slide through her silky fur. He went up and down her back languidly, taking in just how soft and warm her body was. The feeling had returned to his hands for sure.
"Feel free to explore some more, Basil," Kitty added as she placed her hands on his chest and leaned her torso up, letting her breasts loom above his head. "I know you're the curious type."
With a nervous gulp, Basil started to run his hands from her back to her sides, rubbing along her slender waist for a moment and then moving down to her slim belly. He slowly worked his way up, weaving to and fro up her abdomen, taking his time going over her voluptuous curves. He couldn't forestall forever, of course, and his fingertips finally met the base of her mounds. He paused, blushing hard underneath her gaze, unable to do anything but stare at her well-endowed chest.
"Don't be shy now!" Kitty scolded him playfully, shaking just so slightly to make her breasts jiggle back and forth, Basil's eyes trained on them.
Basil remained frozen in place as the seconds crept by. Kitty waited a bit longer but relented with a sigh and leaned down to give the mouse detective a kiss. He jumped as her soft, puffy lips pressed into his, taken completely by surprise. Kitty closed her eyes, turned her head, and kissed deeper, humming lowly as she did so, almost tickling Basil. Already more than warm from their mingling bodies and the thick, heavy blankets atop them, a new surge of heat flooded Basil from head to toe. He brought his hands behind Miss Kitty and took her into a hug as he kissed her in return. For once in his life, Basil decided not to analyze the situation at hand and simply let himself go with the flow. Without knowing what he was doing, he tilted his head like Kitty had and began to push his tongue into her mouth, meeting her own. They pushed against one another, moving back and forth in a way Basil could never have imagined to be so exhilarating. His rational mind couldn't make sense of the thrill of it. After a while, they broke off slowly, both breathing fairly hard.
"That's more like it," Kitty said, grinning. "I was beginning to think I might've been too . . . forward, but it seems you've warmed up to it, hehe."
"Yes, well, in my defense, I haven't much experience with, er, huddling for warmth, as you've called it."
"My apologies, Basil," Kitty replied with soft kiss on his cheek, her lips lingering by his ear. "I just wanted to keep us warm . . . and to thank you for being such a wonderful audience. You know, you're the only person to ever truly enjoy my shows."
"Really?"
"Of course," she purred into his ear. "Most of the drunkards there are passed out by the time I go on, and the rest do nothing more than stare with their mouths open. You're the only one who genuinely appreciates my singing and dancing."
Basil smiled warmly as he remembered all of the times he watched her on stage. "I'd like to think I am."
"In that case," Kitty said as she pulled herself from his ear to hold herself over him once more, smirking as she placed her hands under her breasts, lifting them lightly. "It's high time you started appreciating my whole body of work."
After a moment of hesitation, Basil brought his hands up and finally took ahold of them, earning a small, contented sigh from Miss Kitty. He breathed lightly, mouth agape as he felt her big, warm mounds. His analytic mind was long gone by then, replaced by instinctual desire. His hands went all over her breasts, fingers sliding through her velvety alabaster fur as he went over every contour. He slipped his hands underneath hers and tested their heft, feeling how heavy they were. Even in his foggy state of mind, he could very well tell just how big and weighty they were, far too big for his hands to hold them all; the thought made his mouth go dry, his heart beat a little faster. Excited, he started to squeeze them, digging his fingers into her squishy mammaries. He moved them around, this way and that, while he mushed them in his hands, completely enthralled. Miss Kitty failed to stifle a chuckle.
"Wow, Basil! You having a bit of fun, hmm?"
The mouse detective simply nodded as he continued to play with her boobs. By chance, his fingers happened to slide across a nipple, making Kitty gasp and shiver ever-so-slightly. Basil, ever observant, noticed the minute action and instantly homed in on both of them, pinching and tweaking with his thumb and forefinger all the while he continued to smoosh her fat tits. Kitty brought a hand to her mouth and attempted to hold back her moans unsuccessfully. After just a few seconds of it, she even brought both of her hands to his, holding them to her bosom, egging him on.
"Ohh . . . that feels so good," she said breathily, her eyes closed as she reveled in the feeling.
A sharp yelp passed through her at a strange sensation. She opened her eyes and looked down to see Basil had leaned up and pressed his face into one of her breasts, kissing her nipple. Kitty was at a loss for words, a tingle reverberating across her skin at the hot wet touch of his lips and tongue across her taut nipple. He pushed his face deeper, still kneading her tits as he went along. His tongue swirled around her areola, flicked across her teat, bathed her breast in his hot saliva. To top it off, Basil suddenly switched from one breast to the other, latching right on so as not to leave it unattended too, making sure to continue to play with her other boob with his hand. He took it another step further however, and did more than just kiss her other nipple. He kissed it deeply, and carefully nibbled all along the her stiff nub. Miss Kitty bit her lip, humming at the attention, her body burning. Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, Basil pursed his lips tight around her teat and started to suck away, once again pushing his face further into her pillowy breast. She gasped aloud again, a shudder passing through her from head to toe. It was all too much for her; she knew it was time. She tried to catch her breath, still fighting the wondrous suckling and squishing upon her big, sensitive tits.
"A—alright, Basil," she stuttered, trying to power through the pleasure. "I t—think we're ready to g—go a little further now."
Reluctantly, Basil pulled away from her breasts and looked up at Kitty, huffing a little. She could see a new light in his eyes. Lifting her rear, she craned her head down and took a peak underneath.
"Oh, you're definitely ready!" she exclaimed.
The soft candlelight was enough to reach under the heavy blankets and show Basil's engorged member standing to attention. Kitty shivered to see how surprisingly big he was, his shaft long, girthy, and thoroughly slickened with his pre-cum. It pointed straight up, throbbing every so often, veins bulging from his base to his dribbling head. Kitty's slit hovered just a few inches above it, twitching in anticipation. She found herself simply staring at the sight of their intimate parts so close to one another, each more than ready to embrace the other. A rippling shudder shook her frame, and a drop of her feminine lubricant slipped from her entrance and dripped onto Basil's tip, making his length suddenly buck excitedly, spewing another dollop of his own lubricating fluid. Basil made a little choking sound, bringing Kitty back to focus.
"Yes, I'm r—ready," he said in a hoarse voice, gazing up at her. "C—can we . . . Can I . . . I—I mean, are w—we going to—"
Miss Kitty cut Basil off by lowering her rear and bringing her lower lips to his glans, pressing them together gently. Neither could help but moan softly as they touched, the simple warm presence of the other completely enthralling in that moment. Basil's tip throbbed where it met her slit, pushing her ever-so-slightly open with each jerking motion and sending a tingle right up Kitty's spine. She panted lightly, gazing down to see Basil doing just the same as he gripped the bedsheets. Without a word, Kitty began to lower her hips, holding her breath as her lower lips parted and his swollen head entered her. Basil closed his eyes tight and moaned weakly to feel himself slip inside her. He knew all about the mechanisms and processes of sexual intercourse, for sure, but he could never had imagined just how unbelievably astounding it felt to experience it first hand. Miss Kitty was so tight, so warm that it boggled the mind. He could feel every inch of his member becoming engulfed in her heavenly void in exquisite detail, down to the minute squeezing and twitching around him. The heat and pressure all along his shaft made him all the harder, his tip leaking profusely as her tunnel lovingly pushed against its sensitive underside. Kitty too was enamored by the experience, her mind reeling at the foreign presence in her most private place. She had thought it large to look at, but it was a a world of difference to have it actually inside of her. It filled her entirely, spreading her wide as she sunk herself upon his pillar, pulsing like a beating heart. Just like Basil, she could feel it perfectly, an exact outline of his hot phallus impressed upon her femininity from the bulbous tip to each snaking, bulging vein. She could hardly keep a straight head as she went on, shuddering like she were out in the cold once more. It felt as if it took an eon to get his entirety inside of her, but she eventually hit rock bottom, shocking them both and making them gasp. Another shivering wave spread through her body to feel his whole girth within her, somehow the perfect fit, his head brushing against her very depths as her butt pushed softly into his sac. For a little while they simply remained still, relishing their privates throbbing and squeezing the other all of their own accord.
"Mhm . . . h—how's that?" Kitty asked, her voice wavering from the pleasure emanating from inside her.
"I—It's amazing, hah," Basil managed to say, his mouth dry.
"Here," Kitty started as she took hold of his hands and brought them to her bottom, leaving them there. "H—hold onto me there."
Basil didn't need any more direction, taking big handfuls of her plump behind, digging his fingers into her curves. Kitty wiggled her hips just a tad, loving the way it felt to be grabbed like that, even more so with him deep inside her.
"Good, good," she murmured, smiling down at him. "That should help."
Taking care to go slowly, Kitty began to lift herself up, sliding Basil's member out from within her. The filled sensation went with it, leaving her wanting it right back inside her, and clearly her body did as well, her passage twitching with need. Up and up she went until just his head remained within her warm walls. A pause, and then she dropped down onto him in one motion, letting his dick return to where it needed to be. Her butt landed on his lap with a soft clap that was drowned out by the pair's gasping and moaning. Basil was content to savor the sensation of his enveloped shaft once again, but Kitty went right ahead and repeated the process, moving up and down in one continuous motion. They fell into the groove of it swiftly, Kitty riding his cock with little issue. If simply having him inside of her was wonderful to Kitty, moving him in and out was frankly heavenly. She shifted her hips at a steady, easy pace, working her way up. His dick pushed aside her walls repeatedly, stretching her out and sending sparks of bliss straight to her head. Her passageway resisted his efforts nicely, squeezing right back as he throbbed into her and leaking her own juices, helping him slide his thick, warm rod into her again and again. Though the room was still very drafty, they began to put off much heat, keeping themselves nice and warm even with the blanket held aloft by Kitty above. Basil had long since forgotten the chill wind and rain outside, only aware of the heat and pleasure they shared. He breathed at an elevated pace, taking it all in. He could see the enraptured look on Miss Kitty's face, her eyes closed as she smiled. Just below, her tits bounced right above his head, almost hypnotic as they swayed back and forth; he squeezed his hands reflexively, wanting badly to be able to attend to her plump mammaries, wishing he could kiss and suck on her perky nipples again. On the other hand, her ass was plenty thick as well and just as fun to attend to. He gripped her bottom tight, pushing his fingers deep into her fat ass as it bounced on his dick. Basil tore his eyes from her breasts and looked down at his crotch, watching as Kitty dropped onto his lap and her pussy swallowed his whole cock again and again. It squeezed and teased his turgid shaft, slipping up and down in a smooth rhythm and keeping his member snug and warm. Basil panted as he watched with his eyes half-open, enthralled by the sight and the sensations. Kitty could feel him pulse a bit harder inside of her, she could feel the shivers running across his body. She wanted even more.
With a small grunt, Kitty adjusted her palms on the bed and started to go faster. She pumped on his dick at double speed, pushing into him nonstop. Basil let out a yelp as she came down on him faster and harder. Simply sliding and scraping along his touchy phallus was wonderful enough, but her tunnel almost immediately stepped up its efforts as well, seemingly tightening around him in real time. He huffed as the pressure along his cock amplified, squeezing tenderly from the base to the tip. Her ass dropped onto his lap again and again, shaking the bed and filling the room with loud claps. Basil's cock responded in force, throbbing with gusto against the newfound assault, each resounding jolt sending a wave of titillation through them both. Kitty could feel her walls being repelled as they tried to grip his pulsing masculinity, his veins bulging ever further. Their fluids seeped profusely and dripped down onto both themselves and the bed, though neither could care less. All that mattered was that they could go even faster, and they did just that. Kitty breathed hard and fast, slamming her big ass into Basil like her life depended on it. Basil choked out a gasp as she battered into him, impaling herself on him with every ounce of her energy. Her pussy acted likewise, suddenly plying him with extra force, twitching against him at a rapid rate. It felt even better than before, but Kitty realized she couldn't last forever; already she was beginning to tire, her arms shaking as much as her femininity, the slap of flesh on flesh growing more quiet. Her pussy spasmed frantically around Basil as if in fear of losing him. Luckily, Basil had unconsciously began to pick up the slack, his hands grabbing onto her bottom as he started to thrust up into her slippery slit. Slow, he went at first, but he soon matched her failing speed, bringing his hips up to meet her bouncy bottom. A shaking moan forced its way out of Kitty as he did so, his rock-hard member dipping even deeper than before, brushing some hidden sensitive spot of hers she had yet to fully encounter. Just a few thrusts in and she collapsed unto his chest, gasping for breath as Basil instinctively took complete control and now shot up into her snatch even faster than she had. She shuddered from head to toe as he thrust into her now still form expertly, her tail jerking from the blissful sensation. She placed her shaking hands onto his chest and buried her face into his neck, humming with pleasure.
"O—oh, Basil!" she cooed, kissing along his neck. "Just l—like that. G—give it to me!"
"A—as you wish!"
A mouse of his word, Basil went on, thrusting hard, fast, deep. In and out, up and down his cock went, forging its way within her depths anew with each push. Her walls quivered with arousal, fighting his movement with great effect, making them both shake and shudder even further. Her warm, moist tunnel allowed him to slide in without much trouble despite her gripping, and he was able to penetrate nearly all the way down with each go, setting her pussy aflame with pleasure. His shaft bulged and throbbed at an increased rate, feeling to Kitty as if it were somehow growing even larger within her as it slid in and out so quickly. Her body reacted once more in kind, spasming with enough force to shake Kitty to her core, making her moan lustily into Basil's fur and writhe where she lay atop him. Basil grit his teeth at the new squeezing, the sudden pressure like an earthquake around his member. It gripped him from tip to base for only a moment, and it couldn't even slow his thrusts, but it sent shocks of ecstasy up his spine and made his cock surge and swell in response. Knowing he couldn't last very more of those, Basil gripped big handfuls of Kitty's big soft ass and started to lift and drop it as he flung himself into her. Kitty drooled onto him as he very soon reached the nearly the same pace as she had, dropping that plump rump onto him while he thrust at the same time. His cock would almost exit from her each time he pulled her up and pulled himself out, her tunnel frantically grabbing nothing for but a millisecond before he pulled and pushed to meet her again. The sound of wet slaps graced the bedroom once more, almost drowning out their moans and gasps.
Basil's shaft flew in and out of Kitty, plunging to her bottommost depths back to back. She groaned, the sensation of his cock bulldozing past her pinching walls, throbbing against them and pushing them back so that his sputtering, engorged head could kiss her cervix softly drove her wild. He buried his thick, beating member all the way within her again and again, each time sending a shock of exhilaration throughout her whole body, making her shudder all over. She couldn't keep her hips from pushing down weakly, helping bring her butt down just a little harder and push that dick she loved so much inside her just a little quicker. Her femininity had taken just about all it could take of Basil's cock, the incessant pulsing, each pounding thrust, the sheer size and shape of it seemingly built just for her, reaching every perfectly sensitive crevice within her depths. With a mind of its own, it began to collapse around his cock, squeezing and squishing it with a strength neither would've have imagined. It was as if her pussy suddenly became all too tight, and it might've been had it not been for the new burst of her lubricant slipping down onto Basil's shaft. Basil growled and closed his eyes shut, trying to power through the remarkable pressure. His cock was made of sterner stuff, however, and it throbbed valiantly in response, each gripping wall met with his swollen, veiny shaft, and the ecstasy of it all brought Basil to the edge. With renewed vigor, he somehow managed to thrust into Kitty even faster and harder than before, plunging his bulging phallus into her sopping, trembling pussy with abandon. His cock began to swell even further, veins full of blood as his seed readied to burst, his balls heavy as they flew up to pound into Kitty's bouncy ass. A deep, bone-shuddering seizing began to emanate from the very depths of her femininity and spread to the rest of her, her tunnel like a vice grip as it started to flood with fluid. With her eyes closed tight and the sound of ringing and slapping in her ears, she almost missed Basil's warning.
"M—m—miss K—kitty!" he said in a hoarse voice, almost a whisper. "I b—believe I am about t—to inseminate you! W—what should I d—"
Something gave way inside Kitty when she heard what he said. In an instant, she launched her head up and locked herself in a kiss with Basil, pushing her tongue in deep. She wanted it, and she knew he did too. With that, Basil closed his eyes, joined her in the kiss, and released with another thrust, bringing Miss Kitty to release in that exact same moment. It took everything the pair had to hold the kiss as they moaned into the other's mouth, their bodies racked with titanic waves of orgasmic frenzy. If either of them could hear then, they would've been met with the sound of almost painful-sounding slaps as Basil crashed into Kitty's fat ass, each thrust strong and slow. Kitty writhed in absolute bliss where she lay on Basil's toned chest, left a shuddering mess as her pussy spasmed madly, her juices pouring out of her like a raging river as she seized his cock with an iron grip, twitching as well to try and milk him for all he had. Basil's cock didn't need any such help to release, though it certainly made the whole experience all the more sweeter for the both of them. Basil thrust slow and hard, planting his dick all the way to the bottom inside of her each and every time his balls clenched to launch thick, gooey ropes of his seed. Both of them marveled to know and feel just how huge a load he fired against her cervix, the hot, sticky liquid pooling there in but a few seconds. Kitty could feel a new kind of warmth fill her up as his cum rested heavily inside her core, a wondrous filling sensation that seemed so perfectly natural. With what strength she could find, she moved her hips ever-so-slightly, doing anything she could to tease more of his hot seed into her. Basil continued thrusting into her quaking, begging pussy, barely holding himself together from the pleasure as his cock spewed so many globs. Even in his addled state, he marveled as they lasted so long, her pussy gripping nonstop, juices soaking the bed, his bloated cock cumming endlessly, each blast as thick and heavy as the last. It didn't take long for her pussy to become stuffed to the brim and his seed to spill past her puffy lips, forming a warm pool on his lap and her ass. It didn't matter to them, however. They just kissed one another, their tongues lazily wrapped together, as they made sweet, sweet love.
Their kiss lasted a very long time, and by the time they broke off, they were pleasantly surprised to find they had finished. Kitty lifted herself as much as she could to take a look at the sea of sticky white seed that glazed their crotches; excess cum continued to drip out of her twitching pussy down Basil's still—throbbing member where it remained inside of her. She dropped back down onto him and caught her breath, gazing into his sleepy eyes with a weak smirk, rising and falling with his chest.
"Hah . . . I guess your prediction was correct, detective," she whispered breathily. "Though I believe you may have underestimated a tad."
Basil took a few deep breaths before he looked at her at opened his mouth.
"Yes. I'm sor—"
"Oh, none of that, Basil," she cut him off, giving him a kiss again. "It was absolutely wonderful. Thank you."
He gave her a smile and then closed his eyes, leaning his head back. Taking his cue, Kitty laid her head next to his and did the same. She was nearly asleep when she heard him speak again.
"When we wake in the morning," he started, whispering quietly. "Make sure to gather your things."
"What for?"
"You'll be moving in with me at Baker street, of course."
Kitty opened her eyes and leaned up, looking at Basil, his eyes remaining closed.
"I will?"
"Yes, yes," he replied, sighing through his nose. "I remembered I have need of a secretary. After that business with the queen, I've been too busy for my own good, if there is such a thing. It'd be a great help to have someone beside Mrs. Judson to deal with all the incoming requests while Dawson and I are out in the field . . . in any case, it'll keep you out of the Rat Trap and this hovel."
For a moment, Kitty was struck with shock, mouth agape. Then she smiled, grabbed Basil's paws, and intertwined her fingers with his.
"Oh, Basil! Thank y—"
Basil suddenly leaned up and interrupted her thanks with a kiss, squeezing her hands in his. They held the kiss for a while, simply pressing together and loving it. After a moment, they leaned down to the pillows and broke the kiss, smiling at one another for one last time before they nodded off, ready for tomorrow and their life together to come.