NIGHTSHADOW
By: Holly Miller

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WARNING:  GRAPHIC CONTENT; MAY BE OFFENSIVE

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NIGHTSHADOW:

She slunk around the building, for all the world looking
like an oil spill on black water.  None could see her.
She wanted it that way.  She hid in the shallow shadow 
by the stairwell, watching the door and waiting.

She was by all accounts beautiful, with silver base fur 
and jet guard hairs dappled with charcoal.  Her eyes 
were a striking and unusual aqua-green color with gold
flecks; alert and taking in every detail of the night.  
Her ears were sharply pointed and erect, not missing 
any sound; especially not the sounds of sex emitting 
from her open bedroom window.  Her tail was long and
graceful, the slight twitching of the tip betraying 
her anticipation.  Her long-fingered paw fondled her 
sword, hidden under her black cloak.    

She froze as the noises stopped.  She heard the sound 
of the door in her apartment opened and shut.  The 
shower in her bedroom turned on.  Footsteps neared this
outer door.

Nightshadow drew her sword, her lean and muscular frame 
tensed, waiting.  A man stepped out, still buttoning his 
shirt.  

"Was it good?" she asked, her low, husky voice seemingly 
coming from nowhere.  

The man looked around.  His white fur was short and sleek,
bathed yellow by the streetlight.  

Nightshadow stepped out of her hiding place, hiding her 
sword behind her back.   "I asked if it was good."

"Huh?"

"Your fuck with my girlfriend.  I asked if it was good."

"Oh....yeah...yes.  Yes. It was good."

"I bet I can give you head better than that."

"No way, man."

Nightshadow grinned.  Typical horny male. " Yeah. Lets 
go into that alley.  I'll show you."


Inside the dark alleyway, he couldn't see her sword. She
heard him unzip his pants and drop them to his ankles.  
She knelt in front of him, feeling for his cock.  It was
already hard, sitting up like a lapdog begging for a 
treat.  She ran her hand up and down it, feeling its 
length and thickness.  ehhh...medium size, not nearly as
big as the last guy.  She licked the prick, curling her 
long tounge around the shaft, running it up the 
circumcision scar.  She ran her tounge around the edge of
the purple head, lightly touching, and teasing.  She 
plunged the whole length into her mouth, applying a lot
of suction.  Her tooth grazed the tip, causing him to 
moan. She used her lips to pull the hole open, and poked
her tounge inside.  While her mouth was busy pumping up 
and down the cock, she used her two fingers to massage
the spot between his nuts and his asshole.  She poked and 
kneaded, arousing the inner penis.  This was too much for 
the man.  His eyes glazed over, and his hips began a 
bucking pump-fuck, ramming his rod into her mouth full to
the balls, which she began to juggle with her tounge.  
The poor guy couldn't hold out anymore; with a final moan,
piping hot jizz exploded out of his cock.  Nightshadow 
swallowed it all as it came out, slurping up all the 
salty seed.  
   
   
The white cat slumped against the wall, exhausted from
the intense orgasm.  Before he could look up, Nightshadow
had run her sword into his abdomen.  It slid in easily,
cutting the soft flesh and organs, and forced its way up 
through his sternum, cracking and breaking as it cut through
the bone and through the heart.  He didn't even have time to 
scream before he died and slumped down, dead, on her 
sword. 

She pulled him off and dragged him through the alley to the
black pit that was the abandoned septic of the condemned 
building behind her apartment building.  She dropped the body
to the ground, removing all his jewlery, money, and anything 
valuable, but taking nothing that could be traced to her, 
such as credit cards.  Then she dumped the body into the pit
with all the others, and headed back to her apartment.

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Lynne wasn't in when Nightshadow let herself in, so she 
quickly cleaned her sword, and disposed of her clothes, 
and got into the shower.  

When, she got out, Lynne was lying on the bed, spread- 
legged and nude. "Where have you been?  I missed you."

"Working." Nightshadow joined her lover on the bed, 
gently carressing Lynne's breasts, tweaking her nipples.
"But its playtime now."

The two lovers joined their bodies together, each striving 
to drive the other to higher passion, expressing their 
love and delight with each other, on into the inky night.

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The End




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