The Dessert:

“Spread your legs for me,” Mosh commanded. Noiz’s heart raced in her chest.

“What?” she asked.

“Just do it, please,” her husband told her. His wife took in a breath.

“Alright,” she said. The kitty slowly spread her legs under the sheets.

“Very good,” Mosh said, “Just play with yourself.” Noiz’s cheeks fired red.

“Oh…” she murmured.

“Come on,” he cooed, “Ease your fingers to you clit, close your eyes, and pretend it’s me doing it.”

“Okay…” Noiz replied. She eased her fingers downwards as commanded. A small whimper escaped from her lips. “Mmm,” she said.

“Found it?” he asked on the phone.

“Yes!” Noiz moaned.

“Good,” the mouse cooed, “Give that pussy of yours a nice, long stroke.” The kitty hesitated as she closed her eyes. However, that went away as she let her fingers get right to work. A sharp chill raced up her spine.

“Oh!” the kitty moaned.

“Yes,” Mosh hissed through the phone, “It feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Yes!” his wife moaned.

“Go faster,” her husband whispered. The cat found herself caught up in such pleasure that she didn’t have time to think about his commands he gave her.

“Yes, master!” Noiz shouted. Her fingers slipped down to her entry and sped up. Mosh took in the delight on the other line.

“Yes,” he whispered in delight. His voice drew her into maddening heights of pleasure. His voice and her own moans blended together in her head.

“Are you getting close?” her husband asked.

“Yes!” Noiz cried.

“Stop!” Mosh shouted. The kitty paused with a whimper as she ripped open her eyes.

“But why?” she asked. She could tell be his chuckle that his smirking.

“Go get a hand mirror,” the mouse told her. Noiz’s heart jumped at his words.

“What?!?” she cried.

“Go and get a hand mirror,” he repeated, “Do it now.” Noiz nodded in delirium.

“Okay,” she said. The kitty leapt up from the bed and hurried to the vanity. She picked up the hand mirror. Noiz reached to the bed and picked up the phone.

“Okay, I have,” she said, “What do I do now?” Mosh chuckled over the phone.

“Hold it down there and stroke yourself again,” he told her in a devilish tone. Noiz’s jaw dropped as her hand did the same thing with the mirror.

“What?!?” she shouted.

“It’s okay,” he insisted, “Just hold up the mirror near your pussy and stroke yourself like before.” It took a little while for it to sink into the birthday girl’s head. She slowly nodded in response.

“Okay…” she said. The kitty prepared the mirror and her fingers as her husband waited on the other line.

“You ready?” he asked a few seconds later.

“Yes!” his wife said in a yelp.

“Good,” the mouse said in husky, seductive voice, “Begin.” She hesitated at first as she moved her hand back downwards again. Once her fingertips touched her wet entry, another chill raced up her spine.

“Ooo!” she moaned. The kitty dove back into the stroking. She threw back her head and screamed out. Noiz stared at the mirror and fell back into the fantasy.

“Yes!” Mosh said again, “More! Keep watching as you do it!”

“Yes, master!” his wife cried. The sights, sounds, and touch pushed her straight to climax. The kitty fell back, panting.

“Enjoy your present?” Mosh asked.

“Yeah!” Noiz said in between pants. Once she got her breath back, she drew her eyes closed.

“I’ll let you sleep now,” the mouse whispered, “See you in the morning.”

“Mmm,” his wife murmured as she hung up and went to sleep.

Happy Birthday