We told each other something more about ourselves while we re-
laxed with our drinks and cigars. I told him about my struggles
growing up in a poor family in Northeast Minneapolis and my fight
to acquire an education. He told me more about his life as a
royal prince. It seemed that he was not some distant collateral
relative of the king but was actually fourth in line to the
throne.
He leaned over and licked my ear as we crushed out the remains of
our cigars. I shivered and jerked as the cold fire shot through
me once again. Kontar’s licking my ear was turning out to be a
sure way of driving me wild. I had once had a domestic cat lick
my ear and it had sent the same electric shiver through me, but
not as strongly as this! Kontar continued licking my ear while I
writhed in his unbreakable grip. “Your dinner was wonderful,” he
purred in my ear as he unbuttoned my shirt. “But now the real
fun begins. I don’t think we’ll have any problem entertaining each
other for the rest of the evening, do you?”
My cock was twitching uncontrollably by the time he got my pants
off. I shot into him as soon as his tongue rasped over it. He
held me down while I struggled vainly to get away from a pleasure
so powerful I couldn’t stand it. I was weak and trembling by the
time the final delicious spasm shot out of my balls. We contin-
ued to make love through the night. Fortunately, my inability to
come as often as he did did not matter since he loved to fuck and
could go on for long periods of time before cumming. Eventually,
he even let me take him in his tight, feline ass. The feel of
his furry asshole around my cock was sublime.