0 comments/ 36629 views/ 1 favorites Fantasies of Katrina Ch. 01 By: mntnmanor Hopefully you have read "FANTASIES OF KATRINA Introduction) If not, you might want to. If you have, hope you enjoyed it, and thanks for the votes and kind words. We will now embark on a series of fantasies involving Katrina. The first fantasy I'm writing about. is not the first fantasy I had of Katrina. No, that will come later. The first fantasy I will share evolved from Kat asking me to come over and help her with a computer glitch. Kat's husband had been called out of town on business. He is Upper Management in a large construction firm, and must occasionally go out of town for days, or even weeks, at a time. This leaves Kat "Home Alone", some ways from town, with nothing to entertain her but movies and the computer. Her computer is her link to other live human beings, and she spends quite a lot of time in the chats. One summer morning I was sitting around bored, daydreaming. The weather was hot, very hot for where we live. When you live in cold climes, you body just does not adjust to heat well. I had been sitting around wondering about what Kat would smell and taste like on such a hot humid day. When the temperature soars, the body reacts. Sweat starts to form on the hair covered parts of the body. With time it develops scent. Scents vary with individuals as much as personalities vary. With the formation of sweat that seeps from the skin in the hairier areas, it picks up microscopic particles and dissolves them adding their scent to it's own. This gives the individual areas very strong differences in smell and taste. Even creates new smells and tastes in areas that collide and mix together, like the back of the neck, and the area between the pussy and ass. When a sweaty ass and a sweaty, already excited and drooling pussy meet, that's a feast for the senses I don't want to miss. If the lady in question happens to piss a few times during the day this can make things even more exhilarating . Where I'm concerned, in my relationships with women, this is the start of a very exciting process. The rush to the senses achieved from the scent of a woman's sweat. The individual smells that are emitted from the individual areas of the female anatomy are enough to send me into space. There are few things that entice my senses more than the aroma of a women's naked body after a long hot day. When the phone rang Kat explained she had a glitch in her computer. We tried in vain to work it out over the phone, but we had no luck. The problem appeared to be something that would require a personal touch. It was, but the computer was not what needed the personal attention. It was something far more animate. Since I have had pretty vast experience with computers, Kat asked if I would come over and take a look. When I arrived at Kat's house at about 4 in the afternoon, she met me a the front door. She was dressed in a summer robe, floral print cotton, that for the most part hide her womanly charms. She apologized profusely for being dressed as she was, but explained it was just too hot and humid to do anything else. She had got up this morning sweaty from the humid night, and had just not had the energy to either bath or get dressed. My cock took and surge and I could feel the pre cum start it's travel toward the head of my dick. So here I was, the only thing separating that wonderful scent covered body that I longed for, and me, was a thin cotton robe and maybe some under things. Damn, what a rush. Trying to not be too obvious, I took a quick geographical survey of Kat's body in the robe. I ascertained that she was most likely not wearing a bra. Even though the robe was pulled tight, and snugly tied, her cleavage and the swell of her soft pillowy breasts was visible between the lapels of the robe. They were creamy white and I could detect beads of sweat forming and trickling down between the two inviting globes. I was sure I could detect hardened nipples straining the thin, unfortunately opaque, material of her robe. Allowing my eyes to roam further south, I was disappointed to find no hint of anything other than flowing material. Then she turned around. Oh god, there was that ass. Kat had pulled the robe tight to cover up her womanly charms, but in doing so had caused the material to accentuate her beautiful bubbles. There they were in all their soft, firm, glory. At about this point my dick leaped again, causing the pre cum to reach the end and drool out into my briefs. Kat said something to me, breaking me away from the sight of her ass as she walked across the living room to the computer. I had to drag myself back to reality, and concentrate on the fact that I was there to fix a computer problem. My mother's teachings snapped me back to reality and I followed that luscious ass across the living room. Kat explained the problem to me. It was something intermittent with the mouse, that caused it not to work at times. I told her it did not seem like anything serious, probably just a loose connection or dirty mouse. She asked if it was alright for her to continue using working on what she had been doing, since she really didn't need the mouse. I said sure, I would have to climb down under the computer desk, and start checking connections. She said thanks and sat down in the office chair at the desk, and I climbed under to commence my work. By this time I had put my mind back in perspective, and both my cock and my libido had calmed down some. I noticed that when Kat sat down she had been very careful to ensure that her robe was pulled very tightly together at the bottom, allowing me absolutely no view of anything above her ankles. I could see only her ankles, and slipper covered feet. I set about my tasks, pulled the plug out for the mouse, inspected the pins, and reinserted it back into the proper receptacle. I continued this process inspecting each plug in and ensuring proper fit. Kat seemed to be shuffling around a bit in her chair, and as my head was behind the computer, I really could not tell what was going on. I thought I detected faint sighs or breathing differences, but I chalked it up to the hot day and possibly something she was working on that did not set well with her. In actuality it was sitting quite well. After a time, curiosity got the best of me and I asked Kat what she was reading. She stated "a story". I said "what kind of story?". She said "an erotic one". That made my body change gears. I asked what it was about. She said "Fantasies". I asked where she had come across a story like that. She said "a website called literotica.com". I froze, could she have discovered that I had been writing stories about her? Was she really angry at finding them? What was she going to do? My mind was racing. I had went from initial excitement to pure terror in a few seconds. I gathered up courage and implored "do you like the story". She said "yes very much, but it's not as good as the real thing". I almost lost it. She had to be reading my fantasy story about her, and this situation. That was the exact thing I had written she would say. in this individual fantasy. My mind was reeling. What was going to happen? Was she just messing with me, or would she play this out. What was I going to do? Was I going to grow some balls and seize the opportunity, or chicken out to my Mother's teachings. There was only one way to find out. With all the courage I could gather, I slowly withdrew my head from behind the computer tower. The site that awaited me, was one that is indelibly etched in my memory. Kat had followed the story to a T. Only inches away from me, at eye level was a pair of naked legs. Kat had allowed the lapels of her robe to gape way open, falling now in cascades about the outer side of her upper thighs. She was still sitting on the back of her robe, which made a nice back drop for her unclothed legs. Her legs were still clenched tightly together. But as the robe was open, It bared everything from her navel to her feet. In doing so, it had also parted more at the top revealing an increasing amount of her breasts. As I followed her legs up, noting the slick wet texture of the skin, the small pre beads of sweat forming on the stubble left on her legs from the last shave, my heart raced. Once I past her knees, it stopped. I was greeted with a the partial sight of white see through panties, my favorite. The trim makes an excellent frame for hairy pussies regardless of the color or hair. And if selected carefully, in bikini brief style, with a thick absorbent cotton crotch, they both add further enticement by delaying full exposure, and provide a gathering place for marvelous scents that can be savored and used later. At this point, I could see the top of Kat's bush through the panties, and noted a good deal sticking out above the top. As she relaxed her thighs just a bit, I almost bit through my lip. I had been absent mindedly chewing on my lower lip in anticipation of what was to come. Even though her legs stayed tightly closed, when she Kat relaxed her thighs, part of heaven came into view. There sticking out from the sides of her panties were clumps of thick, dark, pubic hair. God what an exciting sight. The panties had the hair held down along their borders, but could not contain the unruly bush from overflowing their bounds. This was also a part of the story, and played out to a fault. I knew at this time, that it was probably pretty likely this was not a mistake. and finally said to my self "fuck it". " Just do it!". I said gently with a slight quiver in my voice "Well Kat, I think the problem is your mouse needs cleaning.", and I was not talking about her computer mouse either. I reached out with my right hand, and slid it slowly and softly down Kat's right leg, from her knee to her ankle. I could feel a sigh escape her lips, and feel her suck in a deep breath. I could not see her face, or what she was doing due to the keyboard shelf obstructing my view. But I was pretty sure this had caused a stir. Once I reached her ankle, I scooted closer to her legs. I gently lifted her ankle and removed her slipper. I brought my face close to her foot and breathed the aroma of her toes. It was a mixture of sweat and leather tennis shoes, and made my dick stand stiff. I blew hot moist air on her toes, being careful to cause it to go between them, tantalizing. In keeping with the story I said softly "Are you sure you want this?". There was a faint, excited, almost inaudible "Yes!". I said again softly, and following the story line, "Are you absolutely sure?". In a still soft, but more insistent and excited tone she answered "Yes!", then slowly with a quiver in her voice added "Please!". My cock went nuts, it grew stiff instantly, and jetted out another string of warm wet pre cum in anticipation. I slowly bent forward and started placing gentle kisses on Kat's feet. When my lips first touched, and my tongue first made contact, I felt her entire body quiver. I hoped that this had caused her pussy to contract and shove all the juice it had produced, during the agonizing build up to this scene, out of her vagina and into her outer lips and panties. I wanted so much for her to be very very wet. I set my mind to following the story to the letter, and go as slow and agonizing as possible to build her to a peak she had never experienced. I needed so bad to please her, bring her to new heights. I slowly worked my way all over her tiny foot. Running my toes in between her toes, savoring the taste and aroma of her feet. I started sucking her toes one at a time, as a women would suck a mans cock. Kat was noticeably excited, and would wiggle around in her chair. She was definitely enjoying the treatment, and I was determined to give her all I could. When I had completed thoroughly cleansing her toes, I shifted my position to give me better access to her lower leg. I started slowly licking and sucking my way up her lower leg, towards her knee and the sensitive zone that I knew lay just above her knees. As I worked my way up her calf, I relished in the taste of her sweat and the feel of her stubble like sand paper against my tongue. I was careful to cover every inch of her lower leg that was visible. The completion of this brought me half way home. I quickened my pace and ensured nothing remained of the previous perspiration on Kat's knee. This was as far as I could go due to my head being blocked by the keyboard shelf. Kat still had her knees together, and I could only visualize what waited there between them. For the first time since I started the journey up her leg, I spoke. Softly, keeping in character, and still following my mothers lead and giving an out I said "Kat you need to move your chair back some, and scoot forward in it if you want me to go any further". There was no reply. Kat simply applied pressure to the floor with her feet, and scooted the chair back from under the computer desk. I scooted out and positioned myself directly in front of her closed legs and waited. For the first time, and in keeping with the fantasy she called my name. As I followed her body up to her face, I was caught by surprise. She appeared to be as engrossed in acting out the story line as I was. Her robe had become open at the top, and her breast had come into full view. Large, slightly saggy, with medium sized pointed nipples setting above small tightly crinkled areola. They glistened with sweat, that had been smeared around them. Kat had been playing with her breasts. Her nipples were inflamed and swollen. As my eyes, moved up her chest and neck, you could see the miniature streams of perspiration running down her neck, onto her chest, and eventually disappearing in the crevice between her breasts. As our eyes finally met, there was an immediate sense of extreme excitement, mixed with intense longing, and the fear of uncertainty. After what seemed an eternity, she said broke character for the one and only time. She said "Will, I am so scared. Your stories are so vivid, and nasty. You talk about things I have never done, some of them even seem nasty or disgusting. But they turn me on so bad.". At this point she returned to the story line and said : "You haven't fixed my problem yet, and my mouse still needs cleaning. With this Kat slowly scooted forward, still keeping her legs closed until her beautiful full ass cheeks came to rest at the edge of the chair. I was mesmerized. All I could do was wait for her next move. Even she stayed with the story my pants were about to receive a couple of spoonful of pre lube. Then it happened. After building some courage, she said: "As a matter of fact, it may need a more thorough cleaning than you think. I don't know how much longer I can hold myself. As a matter of fact, I may have leaked some already, I'm so wet down there I can't tell. Can you see if any pee has leaked out?" With this statement Kat slowly began to part her legs. As they opened my whole body lurched, I was in sensory overload, hit by a visual feast. As her thighs, stuck together by the sweat, slowly parted, revealing more and more of her sensitive inner thighs my heart raced. When the parting neared its conclusion and more and more of her panties came into view, my pulse quickened. After an agonizing amount of time, From the angle she was sitting he pantie clad ass came into view first, below he thighs. Through the sheer material you could easily see the crack of her lovely full ass, and the hair covering the part visible below the opaque crotch of her panties. As her sweat covered thighs slowly gave up the fight and burst open. I was met with nirvana. To my joy and amazement the last vestige of stickiness was not from sweat, but rather excitement. As the crotch of her panties came into view, I almost came. Things were exactly as I had written. She was drenched. Her panties were containing as much of the juice, her pussy had put fort, but were fighting a losing battle. The hair at the tops of her inner thighs, as well as the abundance of dark thick pubes sticking out the side of her panty crotch, were matted and sticky with juice. I leaned forward slightly and exacted a closer inspection of her panty crotch. I could see no tell tale signs of pee amongst the copious amount of nectar that had soaked her panty crotch. I moved slightly closer, keeping a respectful distance. Then it hit me, wafting up from her crotch was the most delectable odor. It filled my nostril and caused a gigantic shot of pre cum to deposit itself in my underwear. God her pussy smelled incredible. It was a mixture of sweat, fresh pussy juice, left over pee, and all the things that try my senses. I looked up at her again, she was squeezing her tits and kneading her nipples. I said shakily, "I don't see any". She looked me in the eyes and said "how about now?". As I looked back down I saw faint movement from her pussy, amplified by the fact that her panties were glued wetly to her pussy hair, and a small yellow spot appeared in the center of her panty crotch. It hadn't leaked out. She was doing this on purpose, for me. She was mixing the succulent nectar that I had written about, and so longed to lick from her most private, most moist parts. She knew that this additional flavor would further incite me, and she was showing me she knew. She was still following the general story line, but she was beginning to ad lib on her own. Injecting her own growing need for kinkiness into the story. I wanted to go for it. Rip her panties off and jam my tongue up her soaking pussy, lick her and suck her like she has never . But alas, I must follow the story, take my time, and build as much excitement as I can in hopes she will want more. With all the control I could muster, I returned to where I had left off. I returned to her knees, and started my journey toward that incredible goal that Kat had finally blessed me with offering. Fantasies of Katrina Ch. 02 Pt. 01 I know I haven't finished Chapter 1 part 2 yet, but bear with me. Writer's Block I guess. If you have not read Fantasies of Katrina - Introduction, you might enjoy reading that prior to this story. This is another in a series of fantasies involving a co-worker. Chapter 2 Part 1 Well I finally did it. I let Katrina know that I had been writing erotic fantasies based on her. It was as hard to get up the courage to show her the stories, as it was to judge her reaction to them. One day when the Coffee House was slow, I brought them up on the website and let her read them. I don't really think that she paid that much attention though. Either that or she was a graduate of a Speed Reading Course. I was concerned for weeks, that I had really offended her, but she finally asked for the web address so she could look them up again. I don't know if this was for her benefit, or to show someone else. I'm hoping that it was for her, personally. The following story is another fantasy, based on a simple moment in time where I wanted to act, but alas couldn't. Kat and I had worked very hard that day, and had finally got the place cleaned up. We were sitting at the coffee bar relaxing, having a cigarette, and fooling around on one of the many laptops that line the bar. The place offers Internet Access, on a time/fee based menu that is very popular with the Granola Heads that frequent there. I was showing Kat some of the erotic literature website's, as well as some of the alternative dating sites, letting her peruse some of the ads. I got emails from guy's wanting to date me for weeks after that. Kat was leaning on the bar, her arm stretched across it, and her head resting on her arm. She is dressed in her normal everyday casual kind of way. Kind of like my style of dress (Goodwill Meets Walmart). Bulky knit sweater, stretch pants, and tennies. She was half looking at the screen, but occasionally looking up at my face when I was explaining something. When I would glance down into her face, I would swear that her eyes sparkled. Maybe I was tired, but it sure seemed like it. She had stuck around much longer that night than normal. I didn't want to see her in trouble, and I was beginning to get concerned that she would suffer the wrath when she got home. Then I remembered, she had told me her husband was out of town for several weeks. I decided to just relax and go with the flow. Every time I would look down at her face, I would see the sparkle in her eyes, and the smile on her lips. I wanted nothing more than to taste them. To just bend my head down a few inches and meld my lips, and her lips. I knew the instant our lips met, I would be in heaven. It would be one of the most exciting things I had ever experienced. Years, of pent up longing, being brought to reality is one simple movement. I knew if it happened, it would send my senses into overload due to the erotic feeling of the moment, and trying to build up the courage in my own mind to go past that kiss. Then it happened. I couldn't stop it anymore than I could stop and oncoming locomotive, or an avalanche down the side of Everest. I slowly inched toward her mouth, keeping my eyes transfixed on the stars dancing around in her eyes. Looking, searching, for the approval to go further, to allow our lips to finally touch. Then just as I had written in my fantasy, she simply said "do it." I did. A soft tentative kiss at first, the kind that friends give each other. Then a more insistent one. She then reached up and held my head, pressing our lips together in a deep soulful kiss, tongues dancing together. Was this really happening, or was it a dream. At this point in my totally confused mind, I really didn't know, but if it was a dream, I hoped I wouldn't wake up soon. A soft sigh from her breaks me out of my trance, and makes me realize this is no dream. Here she is, the woman of my fantasies. Yes woman, no little girl, no Barbie, no fake boobs, no bullshit, just 100% pure, soft, real woman. Not a beauty queen or model, yet exuding an innocent, intense sexuality that none of those other plastic females could ever attain. But what do I do now, what does she want, how do I ensure that I give her back as much as she's given me, just by opening up? How do I let her know that my only purpose is to give her pleasure? That I'm not interested in just using her for my enjoyment. I want to use her for her enjoyment. I break the kiss, and stare into her eyes. I slowly lower my mouth to her's once more, and begin another deep kiss. Gently and Tenderly I move my hand down to the end of her sweater. With all the courage I have, I begin to move it up underneath her bulky sweater, enjoying the sensation of her smooth skin on her soft stomach. Until my hand meets with her bra covered breast. God what a sensation, there is the large soft pillowy breasts that I long to fondle kiss and suck, separated only by the material of her bra, no Victoria's Secret here folks, this is the real thing. I would have it no other way, screw the pretty little flimsy, frilly, stuff, the same prize is still inside. I move my hand over her breast, fondling it gently, searching out the nipple to tweak through the thick material. Ever vigilant waiting for the inevitable resistance or refusal. It doesn't come. In it's place a soft moan escapes into my mouth, as I continue the gentle exploration. I start kissing and nibbling all over her face and neck and slowly move my hand down to the underside of her bra and gently dig my finger in underneath the under wire, to lift it and allow her breast to come free. Then it happens. She tenses, and I freeze. I have gone too far, I know it. It's over. She looks up at me. She is flushed, her breathing has become more ragged. She says "Will we can't do this here. Someone might see." She's right, there's a lot of traffic outside, and a lot of people still walking down the street. Even with the lights off, we could both be in a lot of trouble if anyone happened to pass by. Living in a relatively small town does have it's drawbacks. Everyone know's what everyone else is doing. What do I do, where can we go? Then I remember. A relative of mine is out of town for several weeks. They live only a few houses down from the Coffee House, and left me the keys to check on things and feed their animals. I say "Come on, I know where we can go, if you want to." Kat get's up from her stool at the bar, puts her breasts back in her bra and says "Let's hurry, before I have time to change my mind about this." I take her small hand in mine, walk out, and lock the place up. As soon as we are outside we assume the guise of friends again. Just walking down the street chatting, no touching. But you can feel the sexual heat and tension building. You can feel our aura's touching. When I reach the front door and dig out the key I say "Kat, are you sure you want this? I don't want to do anything to hurt you., or you marriage.." She replies insistently "Yes Will, I'm sure, I need it as much as you do." "OK, but you must understand. You do not have to do anything for me. I just want to give you pleasure. My satisfaction comes from satisfying you." As I open the door, thoughts are swirling through my head at a very rapid pace. My imagination is in hyper drive. Imagining what her breasts will look like. Imagining what kind of panties she's wearing, and what lies beneath those panties. Wondering if she is wet, how wet, and how wonderful she will taste. But the imagination is intermingled with anxiety. What will happen when she finds out I want to lick her ass? Will she let me, or be disgusted. I've learned over time that many women think of this as disgusting and nasty, until they have it done. Then 99.9% think of it as delicious and naughty, and want more. What will happen when she finds out I have a fetish for women's pee. Not only watching them pee, but tasting their pee. This one is a little harder. If you can get a women to try it once, it's a make or break situation. They are totally turned off, indifferent, or love it. The love it's are few and far between. So here I am, stuck between imagination and anxiety. Finally I just kick myself in the ass, and tell my self to go for it. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. I unlock tthe door, open it politely for Kat to enter first. Glancing quickly to see if anyone is looking, I close the door and lock it behind us. There is a light on in the living room to give the appearance of someone being home. Kat still shows no signs of stopping, just anxious anticipation. I take her hand in mine and we walk toward one of the several small bedrooms used for guests. The moment of truth is at hand, the last opportunity to stop is now. We stand inches apart, both breathing with irregular breaths, both longing, both fearing what is to come, but needing it in the worst way. I look at Kat's face, her eyes still glisten. One last time I ask "Are you sure about this?" In an obviously excited voice she simply answers "yes." All pretense is gone now, all resistance, all boundaries are a fading memory. I take her in my arms and hold her close, feeling the softness and warmth of her body, under the bulky clothing. I kiss her deeply and plant gentle kisses across her cheek moving to nibble at her neck where the collar of her sweater is. For a moment I caress her breast through her sweater. Unable to stand the anticipation any longer, I move my hand down her sides, and grasping the bottom of her sweater, pull it up and over her head, depositing it on a nearby chair. She in turn does the same to me, lifting my shirt and tossing it to the side. I begin to fondle her breasts through her bra, as she starts trailing gentle kisses and nibble down my chest towards my nipples. When they find there mark, she begins to suck and nibble at my nipples causing my already hard erection to add to the puddle of pre seminal fluid already pooling in my underwear. The sensation of what she is doing is far too intense, and I have an uncontrollable need to give her the same sensation. With all the concentration I can muster, I quickly and as efficiently as possible locate and open the clasps for her bra. When she feels the sudden release, she tense. "Oh crap, I've screwed up now." I think to myself. But Kat relaxes, steps back a step, and looks deep into my eyes. In her eyes I see a combination of the sparkle that was there, and a fire beginning to build. Slowly, almost painfully, she lets the bra slither down her arms until it falls from her hands to the floor. She is standing there looking at me, as if for approval, or fear that I would not like what I see. On the contrary. In front of me are two real woman's breasts. Not the kind you see in porn mags, or on most of the internet sites. These are real. Soft, large, soft, slightly sagging and oh so succulent. She steps back closer to me. I reach out and touch them, weigh them in my hands, relishing in them for the first time. I start kissing at the nape of Kat's neck and work my way down. I kiss nibble and lick all over her breasts. From the tops to the sensitive, often ignored underside where they again meet with her body. After coating them profusely in kisses and nibbles, I start working toward the nipples. I lick around and nibble the areola, just grazing the nipple. First one, then the other. I notice that Kat is squirming when I contact her nipples, and I'm hoping this is because she is getting very wet and very sensitive. I start to concentrate on her nipples, first one and then the other, using alternating nibbling along with feather licking with my tongue . I continue to nibble her nipples a little harder each time, trying to gauge the level of pain versus pleasure. Through experience, I've learned in sensitive areas the difference between pain and pleasure is a very thin line. As I do this I reach around with my hands and start to knead her wonderful full ass. God what a sensation. So firm, round and exciting. Even though Kat has large breasts, she still has a relatively pear shaped figure. If you look at her from the rear, which luckily I get to do quite often, her body is narrow at the top. As you move down past her waist her body expands out into wide hips, and an ass that makes an ass man like me drool. Kat is quietly moaning, and before I know what happens she has slide her hand down and has a firm grip on my cock, through my pants. She moans slightly when she realizes that she has grabbed hold of a large wet spot on the front of my jeans. Kat says "I guess you weren't lying in your stories about leaking a lot." "No, and it only gets worse, the more excited I get." I reply. That does it, I can wait no longer. I need to feel her warmth, and the wetness that her body has prepared just for me. Keeping one hand on that incredible ass, I slowly move the other one around one hip and in between Kat's legs. She parts them to allow me to massage her through her pants. I can feel the heat, and her wetness has already pervaded through her pants. The outside of the crotch of her stretch pants are soaked and know I have a treat in store. As I begin to fondle her pussy through her pants, I can feel the softness that comes from the dense hair between her panties and her labia. I move my mouth back to her's in a deep passionate kiss. As I intensify my efforts a soft moan escapes into my mouth. I remove my hand from her crotch, still using the other to knead and fondle her ass. With great urgency I search out the waist band of her stretch pants and slide my hand inside. With my anticipation building, I search out the tops of her panties, locate them, and begin the search for the exhilarating prize that awaits. I find the elastic at the top of her panties and pull out on it, to allow me to inch my hand in. Kat is breathing heavy now in anticipation of the first touch of my hand to her moist private area. As my hand begins to clear the elastic of the waistband of her panties, I am met with the feeling of dense hair covering her pubic region. Just as I had hoped for, fantasized about, and dreamed of. That hairy growth is now within my reach. I'm actually feeling it. My heart is racing. As I slowly slide my hand further down, I am met with the first hint of Kat's wonderful female scent. It rises up from where my hand has entered her pants and fills my nostrils, sending me into a dream world of imagination. To smell is to taste, and by the smell, I'm going to need hours of the taste. As I push my hand further down, I stop kissing and stare into Kat's eyes. The sparkle has turned to a glow, like embers burning in a campfire. The fire is lite, and it needs some immediate tending. As I reach the juncture of Kat's Vulva, she automatically spreads her legs a bit to allow me better access between them. My fingers contact a wetness that grows the further between her legs that I explore. She is saturated. Like me, she literally has a puddle in the crotch of her panties. When I finally slide my fingers between the lips of her soft pussy, I am met with even more wetness that builds an intense need in me, that I have to fulfill. I remove my hand from Kat's pants. With both hands I hook my thumbs on either side her pants, and bending down on my knees, slide them down her thighs and calves, and allow her to step out of them. Needing to prolong my agony, I purposely leave her panties on. As her pants separate from her panties they, they pull her panty crotch down slightly due to the wetness there. As this happens some of the pool of juice laying in her panties escapes down her inner thighs. Not one to miss an opportunity. I lick up her inner thighs, first one and then the other slowly climbing toward the wet, succulent goal waiting at the juncture where her legs meet. At the first contact of my tongue, and the first taste of her juice, I'm hooked. I have to have more, much more. As I reach mid thigh I can smell the musky scent of Kat's wet pussy beckoning me to taste it. It is heady and sweet and I long to savor it on my tongue. I keep working my way up her legs, trying my best to build her excitement to the level of my own. My tongue finally touches the wet material of Kat's panties and I almost explode. I spend a moment exploring my tongue in and out between her legs, taking advantage of any moisture that has seeped through the material. Enjoying the feeling on my tongue of the coarse hairs sticking out the crotch of her panties. Finally I can wait no longer. "Kat please climb up on the bed." "How do you want me?" she asks. "On all fours, I want to slowly pull your panties down and watch you beautiful ass slowly come into view, It would be so naughty and so exciting." With that Kat climbs up on the bed with all her charms pointed straight in front of my face. I am so excited I am shivering. I drop my pants beside the bed, and crawl up on the bed with her. My underwear are literally soaked with a pool of precum from the torturously slow way that I have made things go. So I quickly discard them. My cock is drooling precum with every new sensation,and it runs out the end and down on my legs. I gently start to kiss along the elastic at the back side of Kat's panties. From one side to the other. When I reach the other side, I gently inch them down just enough to allow me to kiss another area that has not been covered yet. I continue this same game until the crack of Kat's bountiful round ass starts to peak out from underneath her panties. At the top of the crack are little wisps of hair that excite me even more, as if I needed any further excitement at this point. When this occurs I modify my kisses to allow my tongue to teasingly slide down inside the crack as I work my way across. Further and further I slide her panties, and more and more of her incredible globes are displayed. I start to spend longer and longer periods in the center, as the crevice becomes deeper and deeper. I begin to pay more and more attention to covering it with my tongue. Enjoying the spicy sweet aroma and taste, and the feel of the coarse hairs against my tongue. Finally all of her bottom and part of her luscious pussy come into view. It is wet, very wet, and I long to clean every drop of moisture from it. As I slide her panties down her thighs and off her legs, the intense wetness causes strings of juice from her pussy to her panties. I'm in Heaven. My cock is rock hard. I pause a moment, hold her panties to my face, and the intense aroma rising from them. . I notice Kat looking back at me as I breath in the scent left in her panties. Making sure than she can see me clearly, I dip my tongue into the pool of juice in her panties. I scoop up as much as I can, swirl it around on my tongue and swallow it. Kat smiles a lusty knowing smile. I go back to work on her beautiful round bottom, covering it in kisses, licking nibbling and sucking working toward the rosebud that lurks within the hair in the canyon between her globes. I am in dangerous territory here, I don't know if she will accept this, but I need to feel and taste the texture and flavor emanating from that area. I work slowly, methodically, insistently. Circling, nibbling, licking, until my tongue makes contact with her rosebud. It is spicy sweet, and the smells coming from my nose buried in her crevice is making my cock leak profusely. It drools down on my leg in clear strands. This mixed with the smell rising from the soaking wet pussy below is causing my heart to almost skip beats. I start to gently probe her rosebud with my tongue. I say "Kat is this ok?" She says "I don't know, I've never had anybody do that. I'm not into to anal sex, but I guess I can give your tongue a try if you really want to." Fantasies of Katrina Ch. 02 Pt. 01 " Just trust me, relax and let your mind go. Concentrate on the sensation, and not on negative thoughts about having my tongue in your ass." I go back to gently probing, licking, and pushing my tongue until it slides inside some. I then start making love to Kat's bottom with my tongue gently at first then more powerfully. I push slowly and insistently, pointing my tongue into more of a round shape. Making gentle but insistent stabs at her asshole, trying to work my tongue inside. The sensation starts to overpower the concern, she relaxes her sphincter musclesl, starts pushing back inviting my tongue further and further into that nether region. Kat is becoming more and more aroused at the feeling and naughtiness of the situation. I am greatly enjoying both, plus the added senses of taste and smell that are overpowering my senses. As my tongue works further and further inside her anus, I reach up and slip two fingers into Kat's soaking pussy. She lets out a deep moan and starts to push back even harder against my tongue. Kat says "Will, I didn't think I'd like this. The thought was so nasty. But it feels so good, like an itch that needs to be scratched. Can you go deeper?" "Yes, I don't have all my tongue in yet. Push down like your going to go to the bathroom and hold like that. It will open up your ass, and allow my tongue to work all the way in." I watch carefully as Kat's anus begins to push out slightly. I lower my face back to her ass, roll my tongue back into a round shape, and begin to probe again. With very little effort, I am able to slip passed her anal ring and bury my tongue as far as I can up her ass. A deep moan escapes again from Kat as she feels the sensation of my soft tongue buried to the hilt in her delicious ass. She begins rocking back and forth, fucking her ass against my tongue moaning softly. I am in heaven. I keep working my fingers in and out of her syrupy pussy, adding to the fire building within her. Finally the need to see her cum out weighs my own needs for sensory fulfillment. I pull my tongue from Kat's asshole. I take one last deep breath of her aroma and say "Kat roll over, I need to go down on you now". My ability to prolong is gone. Kat rolls over on her back and I dive in.. All caution is thrown to the wind, any teasing and gentleness is thrown to the side. I attack Kat's wet pussy like a wild man. I use every technique that I have learned over many years, when your less than well endowed you learn to make up in other ways, to try to fulfill her need as soon as possible, and as many time as I can until she begs me to stop. The taste, is indescribable. The softness of her pussy lips offset with the coarseness of her pubic hair is incredible. The aroma emitted by her overheated sex is something to be savored and enjoyed. He pussy has become a deep purple, and is swollen ready to the entry that is going to come only from my lips and tongue. I lick all over, like trying to get the meat out of a peach with just a slit in the skin. I probe deep inside, alternating with sucking and feather licking her clit. I do everything humanly possible to give this lady the mst incredible oral experience she has ever had. Because that's what I want, that's what I need. I need to see her writhe in orgasm, and really nothing more. If she wanted I would be extremely happy just to go down on her, then go home and jerk off to the memory augmented by the smell on my face. I might even get up the courage to ask her if I can keep her soaked panties. Then hold them to my face and breath deep her wonderful scent as I furiously jerk my cock. I don't have the need to through her down and just screw her, I have much more respect for her than that. I just want to see her pleased. No strings, no bullshit, just pleasure. As I continue my assault Kat is starting to moan and move around quite a bit. I know the end is near. I pick up the pace as much as humanly possible. I had been moving my tongue in and out of her sopping wet vagina as fast and deeply as I could. I know move up and concentrate on her swollen clit. All of a sudden, as I have her clit firmly held, sucking it and feather licking it at the same time, her dam bursts. I quickly slide two fingers deep inside her pussy and feel the walls start to contract. I continue my assault on her clit, and work my fingers in and out of her pussy making sure to contact her G Spot with every move. I continue my assault bent on not letting her off this easy and she continues to writhe around on my fingers, the convulsions of her vagina getting more intense and insistent, her moans becoming louder and louder, until she finally reaches a point where she can stand the pleasure no more. She reaches down and grabs a hold of my head, and pushes me away saying "Will, please stop, I can't take anymore. I climb up beside her, pull her close, and plant gentle kisses on her face. She is coming down from a high place, and her body shiver's and shakes. I continue to hold her close gently caressing her body, until she regains her composure. She reaches down and languidly plays with my cock rubbing precum all over it. "That was wonderful Will, but you need to get off. What can I do for you?" Kat asks. "My dear, that is up to you, anything or nothing." She says "Well first I have to pee really bad." "Well that may just work into something you can do for me." Kat say's "You keep joking about that, but I really don't know what you mean." Well, maybe we'll find out in the next story, It's up to Kat at this point. Hope you enjoyed. Fantasies of Katrina Ch. 02 Pt. 02 As you remember from Chapter 2, Part 1, Katrina and I had just had an intense experience and were cuddling on the bed. I have added the last few lines from Chapter 2, Part 1 for clarification. Chapter 2, Part 2 She said "That was wonderful, What can I do for you?" "My dear, that is up to you, anything or nothing." "Well first I have to pee really bad, I'm about to burst.." "Well there you go again, teasing me." I say with a wicked grin. I often made this off handed remark at the Coffee House, when she would say she needed to go pee. Or I would ask if she needed any help? Kat say's "You keep joking about that, but I really don't know what you mean." "Well, how do I explain this to you. I have a fetish for women peeing. It excites me intensely. It doesn't really matter how it happens, but the more I am involved in it, the more exciting it is." "So what do you want me to do, I really have to pee." She did look a bit uncomfortable. "Well lets start out simple and work into it, come, with me." I took Kat's small hand in mine and led her from the bedroom into the bathroom. Her body was so beautiful, her full breasts, rounded tummy, full firm bubble ass, and bountiful bush, were hard to keep my hands off of. She looked so wonderful on the short trip to the bathroom, jiggling and bouncing in all the places I liked. When we entered the bathroom we stopped, and there was a pregnant pause, as if Kat was waiting for me to tell her what to do. I said "Sit down on the toilet like you normally would to pee, but don't pull your lips open, hold your lips together so the pee runs all over inside your lips". "I'm going to bend down in front of you and watch, while you do it". Kat looked at me with a quizzical look on her face, but sat down on the toilet and spread her legs wide enough for me to have an excellent view. Just as requested she adjusts herself to make her lips press together instead of pull apart. Her pussy looked so delicious, still coated in her juices. The hair matted down due to being so overloaded with her natural lubricants. Even though I had just eaten it for a very long time, I couldn't wait to get my tongue back into it. This time though, the sensation is going to amplified immensely by the added taste and aroma of Kat's sweet, salty pee added to the incredibly tasty juices already there. I bend down in front of Kat, placing my face on the toilet seat right in front of her marvelous bush. Kat says "I don't know if I can do this Will. I want to because you want it. But I've never had a man watch me pee before." "Don't think about it, just relax and let it happen. Just close your eyes, pretend I'm not here, and think of warm running water." I say. I gently reach out with my hand and run my fingers between her lips, my middle finger locating the entrance to her urethra. I gently massage it. A sigh emits from Kat. She say's "That feels good and makes me want to go bad." "Well then go". I remove my hand and slowly lick Kat's juices from them, glancing up at her to watch her eyes as I do it. As I watch, I see her pussy lips contract as she strains to start the flow of golden nectar that is to come. To break the ice, I tell her "Just think of all the money you could save on toilet paper if I lick you clean every time you pee". This gets a laugh and relaxes her some. I look in her eyes and that sparkle is still there. She is so lovely, such a woman, I long to have her, to take her, in every way possible. To give her experiences and pleasures no one has ever taken the time to give her. To make her happy. Soon I hear the familiar hiss of sweet pee passing between closed lips. I look down to see a fan shaped stream coming from Kat's hairy pussy. It is running out all over, droplets sticking to her pubic hair. I put my hand in between her legs, and into the stream. It is warm and feels incredibly good to the touch. The scent of her sweet pee hits my nostrils, and they flare open to get more. I pull my hand back, a small pool of Kat's warm pee is sitting on my fingers. I make eye contact with her, and she has a puzzled look on her face. I move my hand to my face and breath in the aroma of her sweet hot pee. My erection goes to full force instantly. A shot of pre-cum drools out on the rug surrounding the bottom of the toilet. Still keeping my eyes locked to hers, I raise my hand to my mouth, and lick at the fresh wetness on my hand. The taste is enough to cause my senses to go into instant overload. It is salty, sweet, and warm, and sends my head reeling. I look back at Kat to judge her reaction. She has a strange look on her face half lust, half confusion. I tell her how delicious it tastes, and how much it excites me. I show her how hard I am, and the long string of pre-cum hanging from my cock and contacting a pool on the rug. Kat is still peeing, and I ask her "Can you cut it off." She says "I don't know, but I can try." "Please do, I want tosave some. I'll explain it later." With that Kat tries as hard as she can, and eventually the hissing comes to an end. I look down at Kat's sweet pussy. It is covered in droplets of pee and looks so delicisous. Instinctively she reaches for the toilet paper to wipe herself. I say "Your not going to need that. Just scoot forward on the seat and open you legs wide." Again she looks puzzled, but does as I ask. I am presented with that fantastic bush, now coated in a combination of her juices, and fresh pee. Little droplets are hanging on the hairs all over. I lower my head and breath in the heady aroma of the combined scents. I want to just dive in, but I must take it slow. I let her know how much this means to me, how much I appreciate what she has done for me. I slowly lower my head and start to lick the droplets off her hair, savoring the taste and enjoying the aroma rising from her steamy overheated pubic area. Slowly and teasingly I start to lick harder and get closer and closer to the open wet prize in the center. I have wanted this for so long. I remember the many times of playing with Kat when she would say she had to pee when we were working. Now it was finally happening, for real. I could just burst with excitement and happiness. The sensation gets to me, and I intensify my dedication to the incredibly enjoyable task at hand. Even though Kat seems to be enjoying my ministrations, she looks a little uncomfortable. "Let's move back to the bed, where we can be more comfortable." I tell Kat. I get up, leaving a long trail of clear fluid from the end of my cock to the pool on the rug. It eventually swings over and plasters itself to my leg. I look down at Kat's face and see she is transfixed on my throbbing cock, and it' copious drooling. I wonder what she is thinking. I wish she would reach out and grab my firm ass, pull me forward enough to reach it with her mouth, and just go for it. But that is not my intention. My intention is provide her with all the pleasure I can, even if I get nothing in return. That doesn't bother me, I don't care. I just want to see her pleased and happy. I want her to want more, I want her to want me to do things she has never experienced, to give her pleasures she has never had. To allow me to do this any time she feels the need. I don't want to screw it up with my own selfish needs. She does not have to get me off in any way. I know that sounds weird, but it wouldn't be the first time in my life. I have often given women pleasure, getting nothing in return but the satisfaction that they were extremely pleased, and that I was the one able to please them. I take Kat's small hand in mine and lead her back to the bedroom. I lay down on the bed, and ask Kat to climb up and straddle my face with her ass toward the headboard. This gives me access to all she has to offer, orally, and will allow me to reach around and fondle her breasts at the same time. She climbs up on the bed and does as I ask. I hold her hips and ease her into position. Before me lies a virtual feast for the senses. Tastes, smell, and sight all combine to make me again stand at attention. As I ease her down and slowly start licking all around the entrance to her pussy, using my tongue to explore each individual crevice and fold. Working as patiently and erotically as possible. Kat begins to move involuntarily on my face, as if trying to make contact my tongue with a certain area that she feels needs attention. I just keeping going with it, and try to get the areas where she feels the "itch". She tastes so wonderful, and the more I lick, the wetter she seems to get. I start alternating the licking with probing Kat's urethra with the tip of my tongue. Due to my passion for watersports, I have learned to locate this small opening quite proficiently.. She says "That feels good, but if you keep doing that I'm gonna pee." "Kat my dear that's the whole idea. Remember the pee you saved, can you let it go a little at a time". "You want me to pee in your mouth?" she asks. "Yes Kat, I want to taste you most private of liquids. That would turn me on more than almost anything, and show you just how much I enjoy you." "Well if it will make you happy, I can try. Actually it's kind of exciting in a kinky way. I've never done anything like this before." She really didn't have to tell me that. I could tell by the growing amount of juice, now running from her pussy, that the thought of what she was about to do was exciting her even more. "Please give it a try Kat. Then whenever you feel me licking at the hole where you pee, let a little more go. Kind of like treats for me for doing a good job of pleasuring you." Kat didn't say anything she just kept enjoying the sensations that I was trying so hard to give her. Finally I got up the nerve to try what I had told her to do. I concentrated on finding the opening to her urethra, and started probing it with my tongue. I felt Kat tense and felt of squirt of hot pee enter my mouth. God it was wonderful, I enjoyed it greedily, and went back to licking her luscious pussy with new vigor. I reached up and started massaging her soft breasts, seeking out and tweaking her hard nipples. The added excitement of what was happening made my cock throb and weave side to side. I could feel precum oozing out the end and flowing down the side, and pooling in my pubic hair. I only hoped that Kat was enjoying this half as much as me. She was moaning, and moving side to side, ensuring that I was reaching every point that she needed attention to. I continued licking, using every technique that I had developed over the years. She just kept rocking back and forth, side to side, trying to get as much contact with my tongue and face as she could. Every time I would probe her urethra I would get another tasty treat. She reached the point she could let it out in small spurts. This made me very happy, because it meant it would last longer. All of a sudden she just burst's from my grasp, and let's out a huge sigh. I say "Kat ar you OK" She replies, "I'm fine, but I just have to do this". She breaks the bond I have on her, and spins herself around till she's kneeling between my legs, over my throbbing cock. He lips are only inches away, as she grasps my cock at the base with her small hand. She squeezes it and runs her hand all the way up to the base of the head. This cause a large amount of precum to ooze from the opening and run down over her hand. Her tongue darts out and come backs to her mouth, leaving a trail of clear fluid from her mouth to my cock. She looks up at me, her eyes are blazing now. She says "Will watch me, watch me suck your cock. I want you to see it all. I want to be nasty for you." Never losing eye contact, she licks up her hand and up the head of my cock collecting all that has oozed out. She smiles at me, and like I did with the juice from her panties, she swirls it around on her tongue and swallows it greedily. Still not losing eye contact. She moves her hand down to the base of my cock and slowly licks all over from the base to the head and back, giving my entire cock a bath with her tongue. The sensation is incredible. "Kat that feels so wonderful. I never dreamed you would do this for me." In a lusty almost broken voice she replies "You think that feels good, try this." With that she releases her grasp at the base of my cock. She locates the head of my cock with her mouth, closes her lips over it, and at an agonizingly slow rate, devours my entire cock. She slides down the shaft slowly until I am fully engulfed in her mouth to the base, and I feel the head slide into her throat. She gags slightly, and the reflex action of her throat muscles on my cock causes precum to spurt from the end. I am having a significant problem controlling myself. The feeling is just too intense. Just as slowly she slide back up. She stops at the head and swirls her tongue all around the head, paying special attention to the sensitive underside. She then slides back down, bobs my cock in and out a few times and repeats the tongue swirls around the head. After a few minutes of this, I'm sure she has gotten several spoon fulls of precum, and I am having immense trouble controlling my orgasm. I am trying to think of anything other than what's going on, but it's not working. All this time, Kat continues to maintain eye contact. She is really feeling the same need as me. She want's to please me, give me something in return. I finally can control it no more, and before I lose it I say "Kat, if you keep that up, I'm going to fill your mouth full of cum." She lets my cock slip from her mouth, swallows the precum that has collected there, and says "Will, as much as I would enjoying watching the pleasure on your face when you do that, I need you in me. I need your cock in me. I need to feel you explode inside my pussy." With that she climbs up and straddles my crotch. Her beautiful hairy pussy right over the head. She rubs the head of my cock between the swollen wet lips of her luscious pussy and I almost lose it. It feels like wet velvet.. I say "Kat are you sure about this? You know you don't have to do this." She says "Will I need this bad, you have made me so horny. I just have to feel you inside me. Feel you bath my insides with your hot cum." For a second she stalls, just rubbing my cock head back and forth from her clit to her vagina. She say "Will watch me, enjoy this, I need you so bad." As I watch transfixed, I see her slowly lower herself, and watch my cock disappear inside that incredible bush. The sensation is almost overwhelming, and I almost cum on the spot. She prolongs the agony by sliding down my cock ever so slowly. Always keeping those now flaming eyes transfixed on my face, to gauge my reaction. Finally, I am totally inside her. My cock surrounded by her warm wet vagina. As she hits bottom a sigh escapes from her lips. She slowly starts to rock back and forth, barely moving my cock in and out. I reach out and start to massage Kat's soft breasts, tweaking her rubbery nipples Kat starts to move up and down on my cock. Pulling almost all the way off my cock and then gently sliding down again. During all this time, our eyes never leave flame in her eyes becomes more intense, and I know she see's the same in mine. Slowly Kat starts picking up the pace, and I begin to thrust up to her. I slide my hands from her breast down her sides and grab two hand fulls of that wonderful ample ass that I adore so much. I start pushing her down against me, while pounding up into her as hard as I can. Kat cries out "Fuck me Will, Fuck me hard. Please fill me with your cum". I pump her as hard and fast as I can, while squeezing that wonderful ass and using it to hammer her pussy down on my cock. I yell out "Kat, I can't hold on much longer." All of a sudden Kat's body goes rigid. A deep passionate moan leaves her lips, and her body begins to shudder. Her pussy goes into spasms on my cock as she starts a shattering orgasm. She is moaning and uttering unintelligible things. It was all I could take. I felt the cum rising in my cock, and I knew after all the excitement I had went through I was about to have a uncontrollable orgasm of my own. Then I was there. Spurt after powerful spurt of thick hot cum comes exploding out tobath Kat's vagina. A deep moan escapes her lips as she feels the first power spurt splash against her cervix. It just keeps coming, nine or maybe ten spurts. It fills her pussy to overflowing, and starts running out of her pussy and down my cock. Kat continues to cum as she feel herself overflowing. Then it was over. I had stopped cuming and Kat's spasms slowly subside, even though we still spasm occasionally in an after effect of the intense orgasms Finally Kat collapses on top of me, she scoot up to meet my lips, and I kiss her deeply. My now deflating cock slipping from her full pussy. I feel a torrent of cum rush out of her vagina and run out on to my lower abdomen.. "Will, this has been such a wonderful experience, I'm so worn out. But I'm so satisfied." she says. "It went far beyond wonderful, you did things for me that I love, that I crave. Can we just hold each other for awhile?" "I would really like that." Kat says. With that Kat rolls off me and lays on her side. I scoot up to where my crotch is pressed firmly against her fantastic ass. I put my arm around her and take her left breast in my hand and hold her tight. I move close to her ear and whisper "Thanks you Kat, Thank you for all you have done for me." There is no reply, she has already drifted off to sleep. I lay my head down on the pillow. The room smells of sex. My face and our bodies smell of sex. Thoughts run through my mind 9000 miles an hour. Scenes of what has transpired that day. I am exhausted and satisfied. Before I know it, I too drift off to sleep. Totally at peace, and totally owing that peace to Kat. Thank you Kat. Thank you for everything!