0 comments/ 68001 views/ 1 favorites Katrina in Training By: seatraveller The characters and events of this story are purely the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidence. This story is a sequel to Katrina in the Sun. My thanks to those readers who have voted for the first story and for their comments. This sequel is the result of requests for a continuation of the story of Katrina and Brad. I hope those readers find the sequel as enjoyable as the original. * * * * * This is a continuation of the story I began In Katrina in the Sun. Katrina is the daughter of a friend and twin sister of my daughter's boy friend. She had become determined to lose her virginity and asked for my help. After I overcame my stunned amazement at the request I realized that if I didn't help her she might end up with someone not willing or able to do what she asked without causing terrible permanent damage. I finally agreed to help her do as she wanted and ended up having a moving experience of my own. This part of the story tells how I began to teach Katrina about making love and begins the morning after her deflowering. The sun awakened me the following morning, and my bladder was so full it was painful. When I went to get out of bed I was reminded of the warm body next to me. As I headed for the bathroom the events of yesterday and last night came flooding back. While I relieved myself I reflected on what had happened. Katrina had come here to seduce me and in a way she succeeded by getting me to help her loose her virginity. The event was accomplished to my conditions and I think we made it something she would remember fondly for a long time. I returned to the bedroom and stood in the doorway watching my sleeping beauty. Her blond hair lay in tousled profusion across the pillow next to mine, and her face was angelic and peaceful in slumber. The sheet had fallen to her waist and one arm was bent across her partially hiding her lovely breasts. After a moment watching her sleep I carefully returned to my side of the bed and reached for the sheet to remove it completely. Her entire back was naked before me. The skin that was velvet to my touch covered the well-toned muscles of her back, buttocks and legs. Each curve was accentuated as she stirred in her sleep. My hands seemed to itch with the need to touch her. Almost on its own my hand reached to the point of her shoulder and with gentle fingertips traced her upper arm to where the elbow rested at the waist then over the swell of hip and down her leg. When I reached the ankle I reversed course and my fingertips caressed her shapely calf then crossed the length of the thigh. This movement was rewarded with a gentle sigh and slight undulation of hips. I smiled because I knew from last night that Katrina was very sensitive there. At the buttock I had to use my palm to mold that lovely globe and give it a light squeeze, then fingertips again as my hand crossed her sleek back. Her back arched in pleasure like a cat's at the sensation. Fingertips were no longer enough and I gently slid the short distance between us to spoon myself to her back. My penis began to enlarge at the touch of our skin and nestled into the cleft of her bottom. I placed the palm of my hand on her hip and slid it down the front of the thigh to the knee and returned along the silky inner thigh. The back of my hand lightly brushed the delicate blond curls covering her center. Katrina's hips began a gentle movement, and my palm crossed the softness of her lower tummy to repeat the caress to the other thigh. There was a loud sigh with a slight stirring and I knew she would wake soon. I looked up to see her hands move to rub the sleep from her eyes then her crystal blue gaze fell on mine. "Good morning beautiful, how did you sleep?" "It was awesome. I haven't slept like that in a long time." I had taken advantage of the raised arms to move my hand to her chest. It was caressing and massaging those fabulous pillows in turn. Katrina indulged in a morning stretch and I was delighted by the lovely contortions of her form. I began to remove my hand to enjoy the moment. "Don't move your hand Brad. It feels too good to stop." She rolled to her back as my hand returned to its pleasure and I added my mouth to increase her pleasure and mine. I felt a hand running through my hair and caressing my scalp as my mouth encircled a nipple and plied it with lips, tongue and teeth. My hand attended to the other breast and nipple and Katrina arched her back to increase the sensations. One hand descended across her tummy and through the light forest of blond curls to cup her mons. It began to massage slowly and Katrina's hips matched the movement. Moans and sighs were escaping her lips and my palm was damp from the moisture our lovemaking was creating. Katrina's hand began to caress my chest then descended slowly to finally encircle my erection. She squeezed gently and began to stroke slowly. She looked in my eyes and said, "Brad, I want this in me again, and I want to be on top. Can I?" "Your wish is my command princess." I rolled onto my back and brought her to lay full length on top. We shared our first kiss of the day that was full of heat, dueling tongues and passion. Our mouths were ravenous for each other. Hands roamed over tender skin and gentle mounds of flesh, while our bodies moved against each other sensuously. Katrina broke the kiss to place her hands on my shoulders to rise and brought her knees to either side of my hips. When upright she took my erection in both hands and stroked it lovingly. Satisfied with her efforts Katrina placed the crown at her opening and I felt moist heat enfold the top of my staff. She lowered herself slowly and we both enjoyed the electricity created by slow penetration. Katrina's face was a mask of pleasure and erotic happiness. When she placed me within herself her mouth formed a small o, and as she descended around me her eyes got bigger as each inch entered. A loud satisfied sigh erupted from her when our pubic bones met. She seemed content to sit for a moment enjoying being so full. Her hips began a gentle rocking motion allowing only and inch or two to move in and out. Her eyes closed in pleasure as the erotic feelings began to spread. I lifted my hands to her breasts to massage and caress adding to the already reeling emotions. Small moans could be heard at the completion of each stroke. When I pinched those turgid nipples there was a sudden gasping moan as her head went back and hands covered mine pulling them tighter to her chest. Katrina tried to keep the stroking slow to prolong the sensations, but she began to loose control. Her hands went to my shoulders again to provide leverage for the onslaught she new was coming. This movement brought her breasts within reach of my mouth. I took advantage by gobbling first one then the other suckling with abandon while my hand took care of the one not in my mouth. The hip movements sped up a notch at the attention. I smiled because I knew what I was doing traveled in a strait line from her nipples to her sex. "Oh lover, this feels so wonderful." She panted above me. "I don't ever want to stop." Katrina's hips began to plunge with great force as she raced to the pleasure she was seeking. I took my hands from her breasts and grabbed a hip in each to add their strength to hers. My hips began thrusting up to meet each downward plunge of hers. "Oh Brad I'm there. Yes, yes, yes. I can't hold back, can't wait, got to go now!" "Go for it baby. Take everything I have to give and milk it from me." I said through clenched teeth. Our bodies were slapping together in the heat of climbing the mountain of passion. Squishing noises came from where we were joined, and Katrina's breasts bounced with every thrust. Her blond hair was thrown about her head as she thrashed her body in the throes of ecstasy. We both longed to jump into the abyss of orgasm and our bodies were taking us there. Katrina and I jumped together into climax, and I don't remember how long we thrashed against each other in our bliss. The next thing I remembered was Katrina's body trembling on top of mine then our ragged gasps for breath. Her head was buried in my neck and I began to stroke and caress as we calmed down, and kissed the damp hair clinging to her face. When speech finally became possible Katrina said, "What an awesome way to wake up. I never knew it could feel this good or be this much fun." "We will have to try it again sometime kitten, but right now we both need a shower. Then I will make us brunch." "Good, I'm starved." The hot water was all gone when we finished showering together. Katrina was still drying her hair as I left for the kitchen and I said she could find something to wear in my daughter's room then join me when she was ready. She was bouncing down the stairs as I put our brunch on the table. Her attire consisted of brief running shorts that showed off her excellent legs, and a tank top tucked in that showed the ample swell of her breasts. True to her word Katrina was starved. She ate like a lumberjack. The amount of food she put in her body was amazing. There was very little conversation during the meal, but I enjoyed just watching Katrina. When the dishes were cleared away, and Katrina had a second orange juice and I more coffee, it was time for talk. Katrina broke the silence with, "Brad, I never knew that having great sex could give you such an appetite." I chuckled and said, "My darling Katrina, I didn't have sex last night." I got an incredulous look but continued. "I don't know about you, but I made love to a beautiful woman last night." She blushed prettily then said, "I didn't know there was a difference. I thought it was all the same." I smiled and shook my head in wonder. "Katrina, now your education truly begins. I don't have to ask if you enjoyed yourself last night I know you did. The reason I know is because I made it my job to ensure you enjoyed it. As a result my enjoyment was beyond my wildest expectations. When two people make love to each other their only concern is their partner's pleasure. The outcome is ultimate enjoyment for self in sharing and contributing to the partner's greatest pleasure. This sort commitment to another's pleasure requires a degree of caring for each other beyond the attraction of hormones. On the other hand, when two people have sex the objective of each partner is their own satisfaction. If the other partner receives satisfaction it is a nice plus, but self-satisfaction comes first. You will find more men like this than women. That's why in movie sex scenes you often hear one partner ask if it was good for the other. Anyone who has to ask that question has missed the boat. That person will never truly satisfy a partner and will miss out on the ultimate in pleasure. If I can help you learn the difference you will know what you want and not have to settle for less. It is amazing how many people go through life settling for really mediocre sex at best." "I never thought of it like that before. Is that what you meant by it getting better and better?" "That's a big part, yes. If you can add creativity and inventiveness the result can be truly amazing." "I have a lot to learn. When can I have another lesson Brad?" "I'm not sure Katrina, but it'll be soon I promise. Call me on Wednesday I should know something by then." "Ok, Wednesday it is then." "Baby, please don't let what I'm about to say make you think I believe what we did was wrong, it was anything but. However, my sons will be coming home from camping a little later and I don't think you should be here when they do." "Why?" "For your information my sweet we both have a look on our faces that says we enjoyed great intimacy with someone very recently. Brad Jr. will pick up on it in a heartbeat. There has been nobody since my wife and I want to make sure how the kids feel about my having somebody in my life. A relationship by itself may take getting used to, but one with somebody not only their age but whom they know may be too much to ask. I would like to have an idea of their feelings before I'll feel comfortable if the cat gets out of the bag. Your family may be a whole different matter but we'll cross that bridge if we have to." "That makes sense Brad." Katrina collected her things then we had a warm kiss before she left. After she'd gone I finished the dishes and set about putting the den back in order. The movie I had decided to watch had just reached the closing credits when my sons burst through the front door. I met them in the kitchen and besides a little sunburn they didn't look any worse for wear from their weekend. "How was the camping guys?" "It was great dad," my younger son Jeff said. "It's too bad you couldn't go with us." "After this past week I would've loved to, but I just couldn't get away." "How was your weekend dad," Brad Jr. asked? There was a tone in his vice and a look on his face that let me think this situation wouldn't be too bad after all. "It was interesting I'll say that much. I did get most of the yard work done though. What's up with you guys this next week?" "Jeff and I both have baseball practice three times this week plus hanging out and leaving for a week at the farm on Saturday." "That's right, I forgot you kids were spending the second week of vacation with your grand parents. I'm sorry I won't be able to make it too, but I plan to visit later in the month." I told the boys that the den and TV were theirs because I had work to do in my study, and to order pizza when they were ready for dinner. I left them assaulting the refrigerator to tide them over until dinner. Except for having pizza with the boys I spent the rest of the day in my study getting ready for the meeting the next day. The ship's clock on my desk was ringing bells for 10 PM when the front door opening told me my daughter Chris was home from the mountains. I hadn't realized how long I had been at it. Chris must have seen the light on in my study because she appeared in the doorway a short time later. She's a beautiful girl and the spitting image of her mother. "Hello kitten. How was your trip?" "Hi daddy. The mountains were gorgeous. We had a great time just hiking and taking in the scenery. How was your weekend." "It was quiet," I said as I stood and turned off the desk lamp. I turned to the door and she held her arms up for a hug. She said, "I'm going to bed. I'm beat." I gave her a warm fatherly hug and a kiss on the forehead. "I'll be right behind you kiddo." The following week was worse than the one before. Between meetings, brainstorming sessions and everyday problem solving I had done a week's work by Wednesday. The late hours on Monday and Tuesday took a toll on me too. I came home to an empty house and found notes in the kitchen telling me where the kids were. They all had cell phones if I really needed them. My only objective for the evening was to soak in the hot tub. I went to the deck to get the hot tub started then went upstairs to change. Moments later I was neck deep in the hot churning water with a glass of good single malt scotch washing my stress away. The portable phone next to me began to ring disturbing my relaxation. I reached for the offensive instrument with the intention of growling at the caller for interrupting my stress relief. As soon as I pressed the talk button I heard Katrina's voice. "Hello, Brad?" "Hi Katrina, how are you?" All thoughts of growling had disappeared. "I'm fine." I could hear a lot of voices and she sounded like she was talking in a tunnel. I asked, "Where are you calling from?" "I'm at the mall. Chris and I decided to hang out a while." "My Chris?" "Yeah, is that a problem?" "No Katrina, no problem at all." "Brad, you told me to call you today about our next lesson. Did you forget?" "Honey, with the week I'm having I'm lucky to remember my own name. Thank you for reminding me." "When do you think we can get together again Brad?" "You sound anxious Katrina," I chuckled. "Baby, you have no idea." "How about Saturday then during the day sometime." "That's great Brad. I have to go off with my folks that night, and I don't want to skimp on my lesson. Would 9 AM be too early?" "Not at all. I'll be waiting for you sweetie. See you then." "Right. Bye." And she was gone. I switched off the phone and went back to my relaxing. I now had thoughts of the beautiful Katrina to take my mind off the stress. I got finished early on Friday and was able to leave by two in the afternoon. When I arrived home the kids were packing the station wagon for their trip the next day. They were leaving early in the morning for the six-hour journey. We enjoyed each other's company for dinner and the rest of the evening. The boys turned in early and I decided on a movie to help me unwind before bed. As I pushed the button to start the movie Chris joined me on the sofa. The movie was one we both enjoyed and had seen several times. She snuggled up next to me and I put my arm around her shoulder. A few minutes into the move she said, "Daddy, we missed you this week." "I know kitten, and I'm sorry. I worked late almost every night and by the time I got home you and the boys were either out or in bed. We haven't had a lot of family time lately have we." "No we haven't daddy, and the boys and I miss it." "I'll tell you what Chris. By the time you get back from the farm things at work should be calmed down. I'm going to take some time off and we can do what ever you all decide. How's that?" "It sounds like a plan. I'll talk to the boys about it tomorrow in the car. We'll let you know when we get back." "OK kitten. It's a date." "By the way daddy, I think Katrina has a boy friend finally." "Oh, what makes you think so honey?" "I stopped at their house to see Mike before I came home Sunday. Katrina was there and she was not her usual talkative self. She also had the look." "Which look is that Chris?" "The same one you had on your face when I got here that night. The one the says the person has recently had fabulous sex with someone." "Oh, that one, " I said sheepishly. "Well I'm glad Katrina has finally found someone to make her happy." "I asked her about it when we went to the mall the other night. She admitted the great sex, but refused to tell me anything about the guy. It was all rather mysterious. I would like to meet him sometime." "Maybe you will one day kitten, maybe you will. I need to know how you feel about the other though. It happened so suddenly I didn't think about you and the boys until later." She sat up so she could look in my eyes and smiled. "Daddy, mom and I used to have some very long talks. One of the topics was sex in general and sex with you in particular. I guess she didn't want me ending up like her on my wedding night not knowing how to please a man or myself. She once told me that if anything happened to her she would not expect you to be celibate. She said that if she couldn't have you it would be a crime to keep someone else from enjoying what she had for all those years, or words to that affect. If mom didn't have a problem with it I sure don't." "Thank you for sharing that with me Chris and for your understanding. What about the boys?" "I don't think it's a problem daddy. When I get a chance I'll bring up the subject while we're gone. I'm pretty sure I know what their answer will be." She kissed me on the cheek then snuggled back against me to finish watching the movie. Early the next morning we had a big breakfast and then it was hugs and kisses for dear old dad before the kids piled in the car. They waved until they were out of sight. I looked at my watch and saw that I had an hour before Katrina was due. That gave me enough time to find the tapes I wanted to use for our next lesson. I had just dug them out of a closet and was coming back down stairs when Katrina came through the door like the fresh breeze that she was. She came to the foot of the steps to wait for me. It was warm that morning and she had dressed for it. Her top was a cut-off tee shirt that showed off her flat midriff and was so short that the bottom swell of her lovely breasts would be seen if she raised her arms above her head. Her bottom was covered with very brief running shorts of a shiny material that showed off her shapely legs. The legs were cut so high that the beginning swell of her luscious behind could be seen easily. No make up adorned her face and there was no need for any. The blond hair that was so soft to the touch was pulled back in a ponytail that made her look younger than her eighteen years. In short she looked good enough to eat. Katrina in Training When I reached the bottom of the stairs she reached her arms behind my head and leaned in to give me a warm kiss. I returned the kiss gratefully. "Let's go in to the den kitten." She led the way and her bottom played peek-a-boo with me as we went. Once in the den I sat in front of the sofa with my back to it. I indicated a space on the floor in front of me that Katrina took sitting Indian style. The day's lesson began. "Katrina, good lovemaking like anything else that happens between people depends on good communication. This can be as simple as telling your partner when he does something that really feels good and adds to your sense of arousal. It can also be a sigh or moan of pleasure as he does it. The more you explore each other the more you'll learn about what turns you on. As we continue our lessons you need to become aware of those things. You'll be surprised how much you can learn by just observing your partner's reaction." "What have you learned about me Brad?" I reached with my finger and gently caressed the skin where her neck and shoulder joined. I said, "I know for instance that this spot is very sensitive, and you enjoy having it stimulated." Her cheek caught my hand next to her shoulder and her eyes closed. "What else," she asked quietly? "The backs of your thighs are sensitive when caressed and your breasts are highly sensitive to stimulation." "Are they ever. I knew they were sensitive before, but what happened when you touched them I was not prepared for. It was absolutely awesome." "It was indeed Katrina." "What about you Brad. What turns you on?" "My nipples are very sensitive, not like yours to be sure, but I enjoy having them stimulated just as you do. The sides of my neck below my ears and the nape of my neck are susceptible too, as are the insides of my thighs. And in general the soft touch of a woman's hand just about anywhere is erotic to me." Katrina's eyes fell to the tapes beside me. "What are the tapes for," she asked? "They are part of today's lesson." "Are they porno movies?" I chuckled. "No dear Katrina they aren't. Some years ago my wife and I decided that our sex life was missing something. My wife was a virgin when we married and I wasn't much beyond that stage myself. Our knowledge of pleasing each other was very limited. When we realized we needed help instead of going strait to a sex counselor we decided to try some of the how to sex tapes. We shopped around until we found what we thought we needed. The tapes helped us and that is where you and I will begin." I handed Katrina the first tape and asked her to put it in. She handed me the remote when she came back and I asked her to sit between my legs with her back to me. When we were both comfortable I hit the play button. That tape was about oral stimulation and began with a detailed description of the female anatomy. "This is like what they taught us in SexEd, but more detailed. They also didn't tell us how good it could feel or how much fun it could be." The movie went on to describe the sensitivity of each area and the proper techniques of stimulation. The scene shifted to show a very lovely young woman lying on a bed. A handsome young man sat between her legs and began caressing her from knee to thigh. He added his mouth to the stimulation and before long was making love to her vagina with his mouth. Pictures of the young woman's reactions were shown between close ups of his techniques. She began caressing her own body as her arousal increased finally settling on her breasts. She caressed and massaged them as well as pulled and tweaked the nipples. At first she was talking to the young man relaying her feelings about what he was doing to her. Coherent speech left her at one point and was replaced by loud moans and sighs that increased in volume and frequency as she neared her climax. "I know exactly what she's feeling." This was almost whispered by my companion. "What you did to me though hit me harder. It was so good I though I would go nuts with the pleasure." "We are all different in our reactions Katrina." Katrina's hands had begun caressing my calves as she watched the tape. I'm not sure she was even aware of it at that point. "Brad, I'm getting turned on by this. Is this normal?" "Yes love, it is. We all have a bit of the voyeur in us. It is that part of us that the pornographers use to stay in business." The young woman on the screen was in the throes of her orgasm. As she finished the scene faded to black. I stopped the tape for a minute. "Katrina I need to warn you about something here." "What's that?" "As good as cunnilingus feels to both partners there is a danger of doing it too much. Those delicious fluids you produce so abundantly when you're excited are the same ones your body produces all day long. They are slick and slightly acidic the moisture keeps your vagina from drying out and becoming irritated and the acidity keeps you free of bacteria and yeast. Have you ever had a yeast infection before?" "Yuk, yes and it was no fun. How much is alright?" "It's OK to use it as a regular part of foreplay but not to orgasm too frequently. That way you can continue to enjoy it, but not over do it." "OK, what's next." I pushed the play button again and the next scene showed the young man lying on the bed. The young woman was with him and she began to caress him. She was concentrating on his lower abdomen and thighs and her efforts were being rewarded by a growing erection. They were talking to one another as before. One hand went to the young man's scrotum and gently cradled it and massaged the contents. "I was always told that that would be painful for a man Brad. How come he's not howling in pain?" "She is being very gentle and not trying to hurt him. It takes practice but it can be done without causing pain." While continuing to caress the scrotum the woman took the man's still enlarging penis in her hand and began to stroke it. Her hand would glide over the glans and spread the drops of pre-come. Like with the cunnilingus section the picture alternated from the woman's technique to the man's reactions. It was obvious that his pleasure level was rising rapidly. She bent forward and gently took the broad head into her mouth and bathed it with her tongue and her cheeks hollowed as she began to suck. Her head began moving up and down taking a little more into her mouth with each down stroke. Within a few moments the shaft of his penis was glistening with the combination of pre-come and her saliva. During the screen action Katrina had leaned back against me and her hands had begun caressing the backs of my thighs. The legs of my shorts were loose and her hands had wandered as far as my butt and back again. Her attention was having the desired effect and my erection was poking her in the lower back. Every once in a while she would rub her back against it. Her position allowed me to look down her front and I could see her nipples making tents in the cut-off tee shirt. I placed my hands on her abdomen caressing the delicate skin and a shudder passed through her body. I allowed my thumbs to stroke the undersides of her breasts and she groaned at the contact. My hands rose to caress and then cup the underside of each breast to test its weight. They then caressed up the side of each mound to her upper chest then down each slope until the palms cupped the nipples. Katrina's hands rose to mine to hold them tighter to her and leaned her head back against me bent slightly to the side. I lowered my mouth the side of her neck and began kissing and nibbling what I knew to be sensitive areas. Hands and fingers made love to those wonderful globes for several minutes then one hand left a breast to caress down her tummy and insinuate itself under the elastic of her shorts. Once there it met unobstructed access to the mons and cupped that little mound of joy. The palm became wet almost immediately and began massaging the area gently. The back of my hand felt the dampness of the gusset of her shorts. The young woman on the screen began to increase the speed of her strokes and the man's hips began to rise from the bed to meet her mouth. His hand tangled in her hair as his passion rose. He was grunting and thrusting forcefully with his hips. A loud groan could be heard as he ejaculated into the young woman's mouth Our mouths locked in a heated duel of passion as our hands worked each other's body to higher levels of erotic excitement. Finally Katrina broke from my grasp and quickly stood before me her blue eyes alive with fire as they locked with mine. Her hands slowly caressed her body from breasts to groin and back again. She then stretched her arms above her head and the cut-off tee shirt rose almost to the level of her nipples to tease me. Delicate fingers took the hem of the shirt and pulled it up and over her head. She stood there a moment to allow my eyes to adore her breasts then she lay on the floor at my feet. I stood next to her our eyes locked together and slowly undressed myself. When my shorts fell to the floor to be kicked aside I was totally naked. Katrina's eyes devoured my body hungrily and stopped at the protrusion of my manhood. Her voice was husky with lust as she said, "Brad, it looks like someone wants to crash our party." "Yes, he does have a way of getting himself into delicate situations." "He can come in my delicate situation any time." I knelt beside Katrina and hooked my thumbs in the waist of her shorts. When they were off her feet I allowed my eyes to feast on the vision of loveliness spread for my enjoyment. As my eyes met hers again I said, "You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen." Her arms reached toward me as she said, "Don't tell me Brad. Show me." Our bodies melded together in an embrace of sweet but heated passion. Mouths ravished each other as hands boldly explored various areas of the other's body. I finally found myself between her wide spread thighs inhaling her heady aroma. My thumbs spread her labia to reveal the coral pink inner lips that were awash in a sea of liquid heat. I dipped my tongue into the pungent nectar and lapped up the essence and caressed as far as I could reach. Katrina's hips were grinding her sex against my face helping me get as deep as possible. I retreated to her opening and swabbed it with my tongue until I reached the erect nubbin of her clitoris. Here I teased mercilessly until her hips were shuddering in anticipation then applied direct pressure. The scream that erupted from her then I was sure could be heard by all my neighbors. I slowed my tongue as she came down from her high then moved up her body. She wrapped arms and legs around me tightly and clung to me like a limpet. In my ear she panted, "Brad, I need you in me. I need you to fill me please." I lifted myself on strait arms and positioned my staff at her entrance. Her eager hands led me into the searing folds of her sex and I slowly sank into the warm depths of her body. When my pubic bone touched hers I stopped and held myself there. Katrina's hips began to move her around me and stroke her clit against my shaft and pubis. I held myself still and allowed her to bring herself to another orgasm around me. As her back arched in ecstasy I thrust my hips to continue her pleasure until she was finished. I showered her face neck and shoulders with kisses and pushed the dampened hair out of her eyes. Her breath began to calm and she turned her head to look in my eyes. The smile on her face was beautiful and it thanked me for her pleasure. Her vaginal muscles began to milk my staff, which was still very erect. Those crystal blue eyes got very big and she said, "You didn't come?" "No, I was having too much fun watching your pleasure to take my own that time." "Lay on your back please Brad." There was a distinct popping sound as my staff slipped from her sheath, but I made it onto my back. Katrina climbed on top of me and began kissing my face. She said, "Now it's your turn." Her lips coursed down my cheek to the side of my neck. Just below my ear she began to nibble and suck. My student was learning her lessons well. I sighed with the pleasure of the sensations. Finger tips and lips played in the hair on my chest before assaulting my nipples. The breath caught in my throat as her lips closed around one nubbin and her fingers teased the other. She alternated back and forth for several minutes enjoying the moans and sighs she received for her efforts. The warm skin of her hands and lips left trails of heat as they passed over my stomach. I swore I could feel every follicle as she brushed through the forest covering my groin. I felt warm soft hands caress from knees to groin and back raising Goosebumps of excitement in their wake. I felt a hand gently slide under my scrotum and examine and massage its contents. Another hand encircled my shaft and stroked up and down. Katrina's pursed lips kissed the end of my penis and tasted our combined juices for the first time. She apparently liked what she tasted because she went back for more hungrily. Her mouth opened wider to take the entire head into her mouth. She sucked with her lips and lapped with her tongue at the same time sending wild sensations coursing through me. My hips raised from the floor trying to increase the sensations. Katrina's head started moving up and down over me as she took more and more into her mouth with each stroke. Saliva was now combining with our mixture making me extremely slippery, and Katrina increased the speed of both her mouth and her hand. My hips were rising in rhythm with her head bobbing and I was quickly approaching the end of my journey of pleasure. Between clenched teeth I managed, "Katrina, you will be getting a mouthful soon if you're not careful." This caused her to redouble her efforts and within moments my seed was spraying into her greedy mouth. The slurping sounds added to the eroticism of the moment and heightened the pleasure as well. I yelled my release at the ceiling and pumped what seemed gallons of come. My lovely partner continued to lick and suck until I was squeaky clean then climbed up my body to snuggle her head to my chest. Our bodies glistened with sheen of perspiration and our skin was tacky. When my partner knew that I was capable of speech and rational thought she said, "Sir, I think we are in need of a shower again." "I have to agree. We're a mess aren't we." Katrina led the way up the stairs and into the shower. I was delighted to follow her swaying hips all the way. We used all the hot water again before we finished then decided to fix lunch. Neither of us bothered with dressing, as we felt comfortable in each other's company naked. It made putting lunch together interesting with gropes, caresses, hugs and playful slaps to bare rumps. Eating was a quiet affair and toward the end Katrina put her elbows on the table and rested her chin on her folded hands. The look in her eyes was a dangerous one. In a quiet voice she said, "Brad, I love you." I broke eye contact and cleared my throat. "Katrina, I think you should reconsider that when the heat of lust is has cooled. You may find you want to reconsider." "Brad, I know you can't say those words back to me and I'm not asking you to. What we have shared has been very special to me. I don't know how long this will last but I plan to make the most of it. I know we will probably go our separate ways eventually and when we do I will be taking a part of you with me. I do love you, and I thank you for sharing your knowledge of pleasure." My heart longed to be able to say those things in return, but my rational mind wouldn't let me. In a quiet voice of my own I said, "Do you know how incredibly beautiful you are?" She rose from her chair and came around the table to sit on my lap. Then she said, "Why don't you show me." I began caressing her silky inner thighs with my hand as my mouth claimed the breast closest to me. Her hands held me close to her breast and stroked through my hair. The nipple in my mouth became a hard pebble and Katrina moaned when I took it between my teeth and worried it with my tongue. I gave the other breast equal attention as the fingers of my other hand delved into the folds of her womanhood and found the button of pleasure. Her juices were already flowing and she was ready to be loved. Reluctantly I pulled away from her breast and told her to straddle my thighs. My penis was almost fully erect and she gently stroked it to maximum hardness. She raised herself slightly and positioned the crown at her entrance and slid it into moist heat of her body. Her buttocks settled on my thighs as her pubic bone came to rest on mine. Our mouths ravished each other once more as our bodies began to move together in the dance of love. The kiss had to break so we could breathe and Katrina's head went back exposing her tender throat. I found it with my lips and tongue and began a pattern of loving kisses that descended to her upper chest and finally to the breasts swaying before me. One filled each hand, which returned the favor with caresses and loving squeezes. Mouth and lips joined in to increase the stimulation and before long Katrina was bouncing on my lap with abandon. I could not keep my mouth on her breasts any longer, but I continued fondling them with my hands as I started raising my hips from the chair to meet her downward thrusts. We were both grunting and moaning in time with our slapping bodies. The violence of our coupling tore her breasts from my hands and they came to rest on her hips helping us slap together even harder. I don't know who screamed in orgasm first or longest, but the echoes seemed to ring in the kitchen for minutes afterward. My face was smothered in breast flesh as Katrina held me to her in a death grip. Our bodies slowly calmed but we continued to cling to each other prolonging the moment as long as we could. When we couldn't prolong the moment any longer we separated. "It's time for me to go Brad." "I know baby." We went to the down stairs bathroom and freshened up a little then returned to the den so Katrina could dress. I had forgotten how erotic it could be watching a woman dress, even if it's only running shorts and a cut-off tee shirt. When she was done I grabbed the robe I brought down in case we were interrupted and walked Katrina to the door. We embraced and shared a lingering kiss at the door. My hands wandered over her back and found their way up the legs of her shorts to cup a buttock each. Katrina backed from my arms and opened the door. "I'll call you tomorrow." The door closed a moment later and my world suddenly became a very lonely place. * * * * * If you have enjoyed this story please vote for it. Your vote helps an author gauge the entertainment value of the work. Your comments and constructive criticisms are equally welcome.