If You Give A Cat Some Milk Ch 02

If You Give a Cat Some Milk Ch 02

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This Story involves human females and Furry males engaging in sexual acts, so be aware if that isn't what you're looking for. This story also involves heavy themes of lactation, as well as incest between cousins.

In this chapter, after finally giving in to a lifetime of desires, two cousins begin an incredibly passionate relationship, further fueled by one girl's excessive production of milk...

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"Oh, sorry daddy!" Darcy exclaimed in a bubbly voice as she rounded a corner and nearly crashed headfirst into her father.

"Easy Darce! What's got you in such a rush?" Austin replied as he regained his balance.

"No rush. Me and Dex were just about to head out, though."

"Oh. I suppose I should've expected that." Her father said with a small though unhidden bit of displeasure in his voice, but if Darcy sensed anything wrong she didn't show it.

"Yeah, some of my college friends wanted to meet him, so we'll all be getting together for lunch. We'll probably be out most of the day."

"I see. Well I hope you have fun, just be careful and let me know if you'll be out late."

"Not a problem Uncle Austin!" Just then Dex zipped in seemingly from thin air, sidling right up beside the older gentleman's daughter and giving him a big, dumb grin. "I'll make sure to keep her safe. In fact I won't let her out of my sight."

Dex then chose to emphasize this by suddenly snagging Darcy around her waist and holding her close.

"Oh please"! Darcy might've given a sarcastic response, but she wasn't exactly struggling to get away from the Catboy, and her smile didn't exactly show she was unhappy with the touch.

Austin, on the other hand, couldn't completely hide the mild scowl at the sight of his nephew acting so flippant and liberally in the way he handled his daughter.

"Just... stay out of trouble Dexter." That was about all the older man could sigh out, and similar to Darcy, Dex didn't pay any heed to his uncle's lack of enthusiasm. The Beast kid just gave a juvenile salute and impatiently tugged Darcy along with him, the girl laughing a bit to childishly for her father's taste.

Linny meanwhile was just coming from another room, only appearing in time to hear her kids laughing and see their backs as they led each other out the door. Even though she missed the little exchange, the older woman still couldn't' help but smile after the two, having a decent idea of what they must've looked like. For her part, Linny was incredibly relieved to see that the two had apparently made up after whatever fight they'd gone through, and the last few days the kids had been as happy around each other as she could ever remember; maybe even happier than ever before.

Although Dex seemed incredibly handsy with Darcy now, but she hardly seemed to scold him for it anymore. If anything she almost seemed to be encouraging it, even firing back with a few errant touches of her own. If Linny didn't know any better, she almost could've mistaken the two kids for being downright flirty with one another... But that was just a silly thought. No, the two were probably just overcompensating after going through such a long period of avoiding each other. Her husband, on the other hand, clearly didn't feel the same relief as she did, and she could tell as much by the look on his face when he came into the room a little after the kids left.

"It sure is good to see those two getting along again." Linny cheerfully said.

"...Yeah." Austin sounded very reluctant as he agreed. "... though Dexter seems even grabbier with Darcy now."

But Linny just gave him an unworried look.

"You know Dex, he's always been like that with her."

"Yes, but

she's

never been quite this... lax about it."

"Austin you can't helicopter those two, especially not Dex. They've been best friends most of their lives, hardly any point in trying to figure them out now."

Austin grumbled but did drop it, and Linny went to give him a small kiss on the cheek to ease his worry, and his face did soften a tiny bit in appreciation. Though she herself had always adored their little hyperactive fluffball of a nephew, Linny was well aware that her husband wasn't nearly as approving of his behavior as she was. She didn't know if it had to do with Austin's own much more serious personality, or whether it was the fact that Dex was

her

blood relative and not her husband's. But it wasn't like the two had ever come to serious gripes with each other, and Linny had always managed to keep the peace in her house; it just came happened that she usually dealt with Dex a lot more than Austin personally did.

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In the Garage

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No sooner had the door to the house shut behind them than Dex had snuck up behind Darcy and surprised her by suddenly pushing her back against the car and capturing her in a needy kiss. But the girl hardly even felt surprise like this anymore, and as her Kitty's insatiable paws went to her waist she just wrapped her arms around his neck in kind and drew him in even deeper, softly humming back into his muzzle.

The cousins had indeed been acting friendlier around each other, but even the increasingly bold displays around Darcy's parents were still the best they could manage to hold back from showing just how close they had grown. Because otherwise, at any and every opportunity they had to hide away from her mom and dad, Darcy and Dexter had been fucking like rabbits.

Dex was definitely more the type to get caught up in the moment, but Darcy had to admit it was sometimes a struggle for her to keep her own head level, and she was perfectly content in welcoming the younger boy's tongue into her mouth for a bit longer than she probably should've allowed it at that moment. Luckily, Dex moving his hands up to try and caress more of her body was more an alarm for her then a seductive move, and she managed to push the incessant kid away from her face, though he didn't allow himself to be pushed off too far.

"Slow your roll, Silly Kitty..." Darcy tried to order him even as she was struggling to hold back her own giggles. "Let's at least get somewhere a bit more private. You know, where my parents can't immediately just walk in on us."

"C'mooooooon. We barely got to have any fun so far this morning, and unless you're willing to let me tongue kiss you in front of your friends we won't have any time once we meet up with them." Dexter just impatiently complained as he nuzzled her neck.

Darcy almost let out a sigh as she felt his whiskers tickle along her throat, but managed to push him off again and finally got him to fully let go with a sharp flick to the nose.

"Goddess, I never thought you'd turn into even more of a brat after I let you fuck me."

Dex, even as he was rubbing his nose, gave her a teasing grin in turn.

"Then you haven't been paying close enough attention the last eighteen years."

Darcy rolled her eyes as Dex's tail swished behind him.

"Clearly. But my stupid, horny little Kitty Cat can relax. We've got more than an hour before I actually told my friends to meet us. I figured that'd be enough time for us to find a nice, secluded spot to drive to and get some things out of our system."

"That's why I love you Darce, you're always thinking ahead." He beamed back at her.

"And

you

never stop to think for even a second."

"Because I'm always too busy thinking about how much I love you!"

At that Darcy really had to roll her eyes hard as she blew a raspberry in her cousin's face.

"Yeah yeah, brilliant line Cassanova. Now if you actually wanna get to do the one romantic thing you're almost half-decent at, get in the car."

"Can I at least drive?!" He asked so urgingly, so much more like the little kid he seemed to permanently be, so Darcy made a point of looking overtly conflicted just to annoy him.

"Hmmm, I'm not sure what's the bigger risk; me driving when I know you'll try and do something stupid to distract me, or letting you drive when I know you'll just let yourself be distracted anyway."

"Hey I can multitask!"

Darcy brought her keys in front of her face, jingling them enticingly for the curious Cat, but as she so often loved to do when Dex excitedly reached for them she snatched them right back. He quickly gave her a disgruntled look as she nodded her head towards the passenger side.

"Maybe I'll let you drive back on the way home, after I've settled you down."

"That better be a promise." The boy grumbled, turning on his heel only for Darcy to surprise

him

for change by suddenly smacking his ass, causing his tail to shoot up ramrod stiff.

"Whatever makes you feel better."

Dexter spun back around in shock, but just wound up bursting out in laughter.

"Well if there's one thing you're good at, it's making me feel better!" He said, happy mood seemingly restored as he actually headed for the passenger seat.

"And just like your driving, you're starting to get almost half-decent at that yourself."

"You know what they say; practice makes perfect."

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Another Day,

Basement

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The basement had always been 'the kids'' hangout spot where they could play and be rambunctious and out of their parents' hair, and really that hadn't changed after so many years... it's just the 'games' they played were a little different now, though they still had to make sure they didn't get too loud and disturb the adults. That's why Darcy was doing everything in her power to stifle her voice and not let out more than the tiniest squeaks and softest moans.

The basement had a few large chairs and couches, but right now Dex forced her to share her spot, the Cat straddling her lap and keeping her pinned as he greedily nursed from her. He had his arms wrapped possessively behind her back, the girl's shirt rolled up to her throat and giving him unfettered access to her milk-laden breasts. Darcy could only sink deep into the seat and enjoy the tingling sensations as her cousin drank from her. She held his head to her chest just as tightly as he clung to her, scratching behind his ears to encourage him, shuddering from every purr he gave that sent vibrations tickling across her chest.

This had become a daily ritual, often more than once a day, and now Darcy couldn't imagine going a day without it. The relief from her consistently full breasts was necessary enough by itself, but even more important to her now was specifically the sensation of having her wonderful little Kitten drinking from her. It was so pleasant, soft and ticklish yet stirring a rush of excitement in her that always led to even more fun whenever they could get away with it. And even more than that, it made her feel so close to the boy she loved so deeply. It made her feel like she could provide everything he needed, and he was so grateful for everything she had to give him.

And boy was he grateful, because just like every time he got his fluffy lips on her tits, Dexter had very soon sucked her dry and savored every last drop. Although, even after he'd had his fill, it usually took a minute or two for him to stop lapping at her. She would usually have to grab his face and pry him off.

"Down Kitty. I'm pretty sure you got everything." Darcy told him as she looked down at her cousin through hazy eyes and a crimson face.

Dexter playfully struggled against her hands like he was trying to get back to her boobs, but she just giggled and denied his access. Eventually that just turned to him nuzzling his fluffball of a face into her hands and her scratching and stroking him as he so clearly wanted. He did start to settle, but gave Darcy a curious look through the mesh of her fingers.

"I'm still thirsty."

"Then go get yourself a soda, and grab one for me while you're at it, but I think

I'M

run dry for the rest of the day."

Not totally to her surprise Dexter didn't get off of her, just nuzzled into her hands some more and kissed her thumb. But when he caught her eyes again he had a truly wicked grin for her, a level of mischief in his eyes that she hadn't seen from him in several years.

"You know what? I think I have an even better idea."

She gave him a confused look, but in a fluid motion he'd slipped out of her lap and down to his knees in front of her chair, and the next thing Darcy knew his paws were spreading her legs open and he had a diabolical look as he stared at the front of her shorts.

"If you're out of milk, I think I'd like to see what

else

you can taste like."

Darcy's face burned in embarrassment and arousal as she caught on, just in time to feel Dexter hook his claws into the waistband of her shorts and start to tug.

"Whoa there, Dex! Uhhh, you, uh, y-you sure you really wanna... go there?" The Dark-haired tried to tease, though she couldn't hide all of her own apprehension at the idea he had.

"What's the matter Darce? You're not gonna chicken out on me now, are you?" Dex however, sneered back at her in an open challenge as he struggled to get her panties out from between her butt and the seat cushion. And just to be as obnoxious as possible, the teenage Beast made several mocking chicken sounds in time with each tug on her shorts.

"Wow, are you seriously gonna start with

that

?" She shot back, thoroughly unimpressed.

"You tell me."

Darcy met the Catboy's daring eyes for an electricity-filled moment, but with a haughty huff, the older cousin lifted her butt a centimeter off the cushion, and Dex gave her a razor-toothed grin as he slipped her shorts and panties off without a moment's hesitation.

"Fine then, the little Pussycat can play with a

real

pussy if he wants to so badly." Darcy tried to sound bold, but Dex was ready to fire right back as he tauntingly swirled her panties around his finger before lazily flinging them onto the arm of the recliner.

"Well if you're gonna insist."

Dexter obviously didn't want to make things easy on Darcy, who had to resist the urge to smack his stupid head, but thoughts of violence were stifled once the Beast had his fuzzy paws pressing on her naked thighs, and he was bringing that stupid grin of hers dangerously close to her unguarded slit.

She'd already become thoroughly wet from having the Cat breastfeed from her, and now his breath alone was threatening to send sparks shooting up her spine the closer her got. Her voice nearly cracked when she felt his whiskers tickling so far up her inner thigh, and when he just barely bumped into her emerging clit with his little pink nose, Darcy almost jumped out of her chair. But Dex wasn't about to let her go now, and pressing her legs down to the seat the young Beast took his first long, probing lick of his cousin's pussy.

Darcy quickly clapped a hand over her mouth and breathed out a shock of a sigh from the illicit contact. Not that Dexter was gonna take that as a cue to ease into things, no he just pressed his snout in deeper and dragged his tongue even harder and deeper into her gash.

Her body had already been on a low simmer from their earlier play, and Darcy felt like sparkling water was bubbling throughout her spine. She still felt like she hadn't even gotten used to just kissing the kid, but being licked by Dexter was an utterly alien experience. His fur and whiskers tickled outside her swollen labia, his wet little nose seemed perfectly aligned to bump and nuzzle into her hyper-sensitive clit, and that rough, spined tongue of his was driving her completely insane as it scratched and lapped inside of her. It was like the most out-of-this-world kiss she could ever dream of receiving, and Dexter made it clear he was only just getting started.

Darcy was finding it harder and harder to keep her voice level, but she couldn't even keep a hand over her face now as she couldn't resist burying her fingers in her Kitty Cat's irresistibly soft fur and holding his face down to her cunt, which just spurred Dex to lick her even harder.

"Oh fuck Dex... Oh fucking shit that feel incredible... Ahhhhhh..." Darcy mewled for her cousin, her voice airy and breathless and desperate to not start openly moaning loud enough for her parents to hear.

Dex purred in appreciation, the low-frequency vibrations channeled directly across his tongue and making Darcy's body ring in response. She kneaded his ears as her thighs squeezed around his soft head, the Cat now having wrapped his hands around them to keep himself steady more than to keep his lover down, she sure as hell wasn't trying to push him away. And away and away Dexter lapped at her pussy, not necessarily loving the flavor as much as he did her milk, but certainly loving the sounds his cousin was making, loving the warmth on his tongue and the way her body was reacting so needfully to him.

"Fuck... Deeeeeexxxxxx... Darcy groaned out his name in a threat that she was almost ready to scream. But somehow she managed to keep her voice from reaching the top of the stairs, if only by mercilessly grabbing at her precious Kitten.

Her legs squeezed hard around Dexter's fluffy head and she nearly yanked his ears clean off, and as her voice came out in half-stifled struggling gasps, the girl's pussy gushed like a river right across her Kitty's adorable face. Dex felt like his head had been put in (an admittedly pleasant) vice, and he certainly wasn't ready for just how hard Darcy came on him, but still he nuzzled and kissed at the girl's quivering slit for as long as she deigned to keep him trapped there, and when her body finally relaxed it's death grip around him he backed off.

Licking his lips of the flavor he'd been given such a generous amount of, Dex settled his chin on Darcy's thigh as he looked up rather smugly at the girl who was still catching her breath; he'd made his cousin cum and cum hard, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pride at that.

"Not bad. I think I could get used to that flavor too, but at the end of the day I just don't think anything'll top your milk." He commented in an aggravatingly casual tone.

Still catching her breath, Darcy flashed an annoyed look at her cousin before snatching her panties from the arm of the chair and hurling them right at his stupid, smug face.

"Y-You're such a creep."

Dex just snickered quietly as he shook the undergarments off his face, and in the end Darcy couldn't help her own smile from breaking back out. That was certainly something she wouldn't mind doing again, frequently in fact. It was just too bad she knew damn well that telling that to the boy would inflate his ego to gargantuan proportions; a tough decision indeed.

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Another Day,

Living Room

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It'd been a pretty slow afternoon for Dexter, as he and Darcy had fooled around a bit in the morning but hadn't done much besides. Now it was getting into the early evening, and the Beast kid was lazing in the living room reading a comic book while he could hear his aunt cooking in the kitchen. His ears perked further when he heard the telltale footsteps of his cousin patter down the stairs, but he kept his eyes locked on his comic and his demeanor cool even when the girl appeared leaning over the arm of the couch.

"Hey you." Darcy tried to get his attention with a bit of flirtiness in her voice.

"Hey Darce." But Dex just gave a rather dull response, not even taking his eyes away from the page for a glance at her.