0 comments/ 71304 views/ 3 favorites Cathy By: Diomedes Life had not been going to well for Cathy Wilmot; the twenty-five year old had been looking forward to a great year. First there had been her new job and then there had been Mark, her fiancée and their upcoming marriage. Then suddenly in mid April things had started to go wrong, she’d lost her job, the company was downsizing, to cope with the current downward trends in the market and increased competition. At least that had been the excuse of the personnel department and so the last in was the first out. As if that wasn’t bad enough, fate had given her another kick in the crotch, three weeks before she was to walk down the aisle Mark had confessed to having an affair. She may have considered forgiving him, but Mark wanted to continue seeing this other woman. He said he’d still Marry Cathy because he new she was looking forward to it, but she must realise he wasn’t a one-woman man. Cathy had stood in shocked silence as he had explained the situation, when he finished she’d stood there for a further second, then in anger thrown the ring at him, calling him a bastard and telling him to drop dead, and further more that she wouldn’t marry him if he begged. Back at her flat she’d cried for two days before slowly trying to pull herself together. The following week was spent phoning family and friends, sending back wedding presents and feeling miserable. Then the week before the wedding Mark had phoned, could he have the tickets for the honeymoon, “after all,” he’d said “We can’t get the money back and so Jill and I thought we’d use them” “Got to hell,” Cathy had replied, slamming the phone done before bursting once more into tears. The day of the cancelled wedding dawned bright and sunny, Cathy stood before her bedroom mirror and looked at herself. “Enough of this self pity,” she said looking at her red rimmed and swollen eyes. Standing naked before the mirror she allowed her eyes to travel down her naked body, she stood about 5 foot 5, long black hair and brown eyes, firm breasts capped with large nipples, slim waist, a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair nestled between tanned thighs. Reaching up she cupped her breasts feeling the nipples respond to her light caress. “God, I’m horny,” she moaned as her body responded to her own caress. Backing up she fell onto her bed, as one hand continued to squeeze and caress her aching breasts, she slid the other down over her stomach and between her parted thighs. Her pussy lips were already moist with her juices; she ran her fingers over and through them. Then with a groan of pleasure she brought them to her mouth, licking them clean before returning them to her pussy. This time she rubbed the juices into her rapidly swelling clitoris before licking her fingers clean. Once more her hand dipped down to her cuntal opening, this time she smeared the cream over her breasts, coating the nipples in her sticky excretion. As the hand once more returned to her pussy she used the other to lift a breast to her waiting mouth, she lapped at her hard swollen nipple tasting herself. The fingers of her other hand slipped into her vagina, first one then two, as she fingered herself her thumb brushed her clitoris, causing her to moan in pleasure. A third finger entered her pussy as her hips lifted, driving them deeply into her now dripping cunt. Releasing her breast she moved her free hand down to her pussy as her moans and cries of pleasure and need filled her bedroom. Her room filled with the wet sound of her pummelling fingers as she rubbed her clit and her hips jerked. Faster and faster until with a moan of release her orgasm crashed upon her, her actions become frenzied as she came. “O god, o god yes cuming I’m cuming yes o fuck yeeessssssssssss” Her hands jerked in pleasure filled frenzy as her pussy convulsed in orgasmic release. As her orgasm passed Cathy relaxed on her bed, lifting her cum coated hands she licked them clean, savouring the taste before drifting back to sleep. It was almost midday when she next awoke; lying in her bed she had an idea. Mark had been right, it would be a shame to waste the honeymoon tickets, and they were paid for. ‘I know,’ she thought with a smile ‘I’ll use them, if nothing else I’ll have a holiday and fuck Mark off’. With that decision made she slipped from her bed, still naked she flitted around her bedroom packing a bag before heading to the bathroom for a shower. Eleven o’clock that night found Cathy boarding an airliner and settling in a first class seat. She had decided that she was going to have a great holiday, even if it meant spending all her savings and it had seemed the best way to start was to move up to first class. As the plane lifted off from the runway she looked out the window, “Goodbye Mark you fucker,” she whispered. It was a long flight and as the plane carried her across the world Cathy dozed, she mumbled slightly as the stewardess covered her with a blanket, before drifting deeper into sleep. She awoke hungry, horny and in need of the toilet, the latter was the easiest to take care of. Entering the small cubicle she lifted her skirt and pushed her panties down, she relaxed as she felt the warm flow of urine cascade into the bowel. Finishing she dabbled herself dry with toilet roll, the dabbing turned into a caress as she dropped the paper. She stifled a moan of pleasure as her fingers caressed her aroused pussy and clitoris. With a jerk of her feet she kicked off her panties and spread her legs wide, lifting her skirt she looked at her aroused slit as her fingers slipped through it smearing her juices over her clitoris. The sight increased her arousal, standing she slipped her skirt down before sitting once more. Returning her fingers to her aroused pussy, she used the other hand to open her top, pushing her bra up she cupped and massaged her quickly swelling nipples. Her orgasm was fast approaching when there was a knock on the door, “Hello, is there anyone in there” Cathy quickly stood, “Mmm yes, I’ll be out in a sec” Flushing the chain she washed her hand and pulled her skirt on, rather than try to put her bra straight she pulled it off before fastening her blouse, she looked in vain for her panties. “Where can they go,” she mumbled as she looked around the compact toilet. In the end she gave up, slipping her shoes on she unlocked the door and stepped out. An irate looking businessman stood waiting, “About time” He complained before pushing past her and into the cubical, slamming the door behind himself. On shaking legs and with a body screaming for sexual release Cathy returned to her seat. She tried to ignore the sensations that coursed through her body, to take her mind from it she picked up the airline magazine, but found she couldn’t concentrate on it. “Would you like something to eat, or maybe a drink?” Cathy looked up and found herself looking at a petite beautiful Polynesian woman, dressed in the figure hugging uniform of the airline. “A drink would be fine thanks” “Tea, coffee, wine or spirits?” “White wine please” When the stewardess returned she was carrying a tray with a glass of wine and food on. “I thought I’d bring you some food, just in case, do you mind if I join you?” “No I guess not” “Thanks, it’s a quiet flight, everyone else is sleeping” Cathy drank her wine and at the Stewardesses urging had something to eat, the first taste of the airline food made her realise how hungry she was. “My names Marie” “Hi, I’m sorry that’s so rude, I’m Cathy, Cathy Wilmot” Sharing the food they talked quietly while the handful of other passengers slept on. “I’ll get rid of the tray, would you like some more wine?” “Err no thanks Marie, the couple of glasses I’ve already had have gone straight to me head” Cathy watched Marie walk down the aisle, noting the way her hips moved under the tight skirt, she found herself wondering what Marie would look like naked. ‘My god,’ she thought ‘what’s wrong with me, she’s a woman and I’m not a lesbian, I’ve never even thought of women in a sexual way before, I must be really desperate’ ‘Are you sure’ another part of her mind asked ‘in the dark of night haven’t you dreamt of it, when you lick your pussy juices from your hand, don’t you wonder if another woman would taste the same’. She shook her head to clear the images that suddenly filled her mind. “Are you OK?” Cathy blushed as she looked at Marie; she found she couldn’t help staring at the other woman’s breasts and found herself longing to touch them. “I’m fine, I guess I was daydreaming” “Want to tell me about it?” “No that’s OK” Marie retrieved the blanket from the empty seat where Cathy had dropped it on the way to the bathroom. “Why don’t I cover you and you can try and get some sleep, we’ve a while before we arrive” Cathy reclined her seat and lay back as Marie spread the blanket over her. Cathy once more dozed, this time her dreams seemed to be filled with images of Marie. Under the blanket she moved a hand to her pussy, a pussy that still cried out for sexual release. Eyes closed she fingered her pussy, fighting the urge to moan in pleasure and need. Suddenly a second hand joined her own, her eyes flew open as soft lips brushed against hers. “Can I give you a hand?” Marie asked “No please I’ve never……” “That’s OK I have” With that Marie once more pressed her lips to Cathy’s, Cathy froze her body being pulled in two directions. Part of her wanted to surrender to Marie’s touch and the promise it offered, but another part screamed in disgust. That part of her conscious was silenced when Marie’s tongue brushed her lips and her fingers caressed her clit. Cathy surrendered to the other woman, parting her lips she felt Marie’s tongue enter her mouth, she found herself moaning in pleasure as they kissed. Cathy was amazed at how soft and gentle Marie’s mouth felt on hers, smooth and sharing not rough and demanding as Mark had always been. Her tongue followed Marie’s as it withdrew from her mouth; it was now her turn to taste Marie. Cathy moaned into Marie’s mouth as she felt Marie’s fingers brush her clitoris before sinking into her hot wet pussy. Turning in the seat she moved her own hand onto Marie’s thigh, she rubbed it gently as they kissed and Marie’s hand probed her womanhood. She eased it up but found her way constricted by the tight skirt that Marie was wearing. “Here let me give you a hand” Cathy almost cried in loss as Marie’s fingers withdrew from her hot pussy, but her disappointment turned to pleasure as Marie stood, glanced around the airplane cabin and then raised her skirt until it was around her waist. Her pussy was bare and Cathy caught a glimpse of swollen, moist, pink flesh before Marie sat down. Marie pulled the blanket across them both and slid closer to Cathy, they kissed once more as their hands searched and found each other’s mons. They kissed with passion and desire as they fingered each other’s hot pussies. Cathy couldn’t believe how hot and aroused she was, the feel of Marie’s breasts pressing against hers was driving her wild. She sucked on the other girl’s tongue as she fingered her pussy and rubbed her clitoris. They came together, their orgasms shaking them both; they pressed their mouths together to stifle their cries of pleasure and release as their pussies convulsed on the rapidly jerking fingers that filled them. Pulling apart they lay together in post coital bliss, removing her fingers from Marie’s dripping pussy she lifted them to her mouth and licked them clean. The clean fresh taste sent shivers to her pussy, turning she saw Marie watching her. She then watched as Marie licked her cum from her fingers. “That’s nice,” said Marie with a glint of pleasure in her eyes “but I bet it tastes better from the source” Cathy blushed as she realised Marie had spoken aloud the thoughts that filled her mind. “Thank you” “It’s not over yet” Suddenly the curtain at the front of the cabin twitched and another stewardess walked out. Quickly Marie stood up trying to straighten her skirt. The other stewardess smiled knowingly at Marie as she caught a glimpse of the other woman’s pussy. As she came closer she also caught the aroma of aroused pussy and then she noticed the wet patch on the vacant seat. “Everything OK Marie?” “Fine thanks Suzy, everyone’s asleep” “Look we’ll be landing soon so you’d better wake everyone and make sure everything’s stowed away” Cathy sat up and under the cover of the blanket straightened her clothes. By the time she’d nipped to the toilet and freshened up the other passengers were all awake. As the plain came into land the Sun rose over the island bathing it in golden light, the white beaches and deep blue sea contrasting with the greenery of the swaying palm trees and forest covered hills. As she stepped from the plane Cathy had hoped to see Marie, to give her the address of the hotel she was staying at. However neither of the stewardesses that stood at the cabin door was Marie, one was woman that had come looking for Marie. She thought about asking her about Marie, but such thoughts flew from her mind because as Cathy reached the door the stewardess stepped forward and held her arm, a strange glint in her eye. “Are these yours by any chance?” So saying she held out Cathy’s missing panties. Cathy blushed quickly looking round to make sure nobody else was watching and then grabbed them and fled down the stairs. It wasn’t until she was waiting for her bags that she realised the panties she held were wet. Carefully when no one was watching she lifted them to her face and breathed in, she caught the fragrant odour of pussy. Grabbing her bag she headed for the restroom, once in a cubicle she once more smelt the wet panties and then feeling very aroused she pulled them on, savouring the feel of the wet cotton against her aroused pussy. Leaving the restroom, she walked towards the exit, the feel of the wet cotton on her hot cunt made her juices flow. A warm breeze and the light of the risen Sun greeted her as she stepped outside. Looking around she was heading over towards the Taxi rank when a bright red jeep pulled up beside her. “Hi” Cathy looked into the smiling face of Marie and felt herself blush. “Can I give you a lift?” “Err that would be great, thanks” Lifting her bag into the back of the jeep, she sank into the seat beside Marie. “Don’t you have to work?” “No, that was my last flight for a few weeks, so where too?” “The Bay Ridge Hotel” Cathy watched Marie out of the corner of her eye as they pulled away from the curb, in no time they were driving along a road that hugged the coast, the airport falling behind them. As she steered the jeep Marie glanced at Cathy, “Look I want you to know, I don’t normally seduce passengers” “I guess I should ask why me then?” “I don’t know, you just seemed… I guess it just felt right” “Where are you staying?” “I have a friend who has a beach house, I’ll probably stay there, why?” “This was meant to be my honeymoon, I’ve a chalet booked at the hotel with a private pool, if you like you could join me” Marie’s face light up with a smile, “I’d love to” Ten minutes later Marie pulled into the driveway of the Bay Ridge Hotel, slipping from the passenger seat Cathy turned towards the entrance. “I’ll book in and be out in a sec” “OK” Cathy entered the plush foyer of the hotel, Marble floors stretched to a large winding staircase; she walked over to the large wooden registration desk. A middle aged man smiled at her as she approached, “Good morning, may I help you?” “Yes, I have a reservation under the name of Wilmot, no sorry I mean Spence” Cathy had almost forgotten that she had booked it in her fiancée’s surname. “Hmm, let me see, no I’m sorry we have no bookings for either Spence or Wilmot” “But I booked it months ago” “Well I’m afraid it’s not here, let me check on the computer. A yes here it is, it was cancelled late yesterday by Mr Spence” “What, but I booked it and paid the deposit” “I’m afraid I can’t help you, it was cancelled as I said and I’m afraid we are booked up, you should really have phoned ahead to confirm the booking” “I confirmed it when I booked,” Cathy was becoming annoyed, both with her ex and with the clerk. “It was cancelled” “But not by me” “Sorry, is that all” “Look I booked a chalet and paid a deposit, I want what I paid for” “I can’t help you the booking was cancelled and as I said we are fully booked” “What about my deposit” “Deposits are non refundable” “What, but I didn’t cancel the booking” “No Mr Spence did, now I’m sorry I can’t help you maybe another hotel will have a room” The clerk turned away leaving Cathy feeling angry and lost. “Everything OK” Cathy turned and found herself gazing into Marie’s deep dark eyes. “No my bastard of an ex has cancelled the booking and the hotel say there full and and …..,” Cathy was embarrassed to feel her eyes fill with tears. “It’s OK,” Marie said as she hugged Cathy, gently rubbing her back “You can stay with me at the beach house, it’ll be fun, OK” “Wh What about your friend?” “The place belongs to Suzy, she flies out again tomorrow evening so we’ll have the place to ourselves, come on you’ll like it, I promise” Taking Cathy’s hand Marie led her outside to the jeep. Fifteen minutes later Marie turned the jeep down a narrow winding track enclosed by dense bushes and trees. Cathy caught a glimpse of the deep blue sea and then moments later the jeep broke clear of the bushes and stopped by a long single story wooden house, painted bright white with a red tiled roof. Stepping from the jeep she grabbed her bag and allowed Marie to pull her round to the front of the house. White sand stretched from the veranda to the crashing waves, dense vegetation encircled the house and tall cliffs enclosed the secluded cove. “It’s beautiful,” said Cathy “Come on inside” Cathy followed Marie into a large spacious living room, sunlight filled it with golden light and a fresh breeze blew through open windows. She followed Marie deeper into the house a short corridor led towards the kitchen at the back of the house. Through an open door she caught sight of a large claw footed bath, before Marie pulled her through another door into a bedroom. The large brass bed was hung with diaphanous drapes and windows offered a view of the cove and warm sunlit beach. Cathy stood still looking round in wonder, she moaned in pleasure as Marie enfolded her in her arms, their lips met in a gentle kiss of simmering desire. The kiss deepened as their hand explored each other’s bodies, riffling though each other’s clothes. Cathy pushed open Marie’s blouse and gazed in wonder at her firm breasts. She felt Marie’s hands pushing her skirt down, fingers grazed across the moist material of her panties. Stepping back Marie gazed deep into Cathy’s eyes, a smile playing across her face. “Close your eyes, I’ve got a surprise for you” “What?” Cathy asked smiling “Just close your eyes and don’t open them until I say” Cathy closed her eyes, her body burning with sexual arousal and desire. She felt Marie’s breath on her face as she moved closer, lips brushed her eyes and mouth. Hands pushed her blouse down her arms, before allowing it to slide to the floor. Her skirt followed and in seconds she stood naked, wearing only the now soaking panties. Lips brushed her breasts and a tongue flicked over her nipples, causing her to groan in pleasure, then they were gone. She heard the floor creak and then a rustle of clothing as Marie undressed, then hands were pulling at her panties, warm breath blew over her hot wet pussy before a tongue slid over her swollen labia and clitoris, and then it was gone. She stood still, her body crying out to be touched and loved. A body pressed against hers, breast pushing against breast, nipple brushing nipple. Marie kissed her and Cathy tasted herself on the other woman’s lips and tongue as they kissed with passion. Cathy Cathy froze for a second as she felt someone press against her back, arms slipped around her and cupped and squeezed her breasts. A tongue flicked across her neck and throat, turning her head she felt soft lips press against her mouth and a tongue slipped between her parted lips. Opening her eyes she found herself gazing up into the pale blues eyes of Suzy. Suzy stood a couple of inches taller than Cathy, her large breasts were capped with brown swollen nipples, a slim waist flared out at her hips. She had a complete tan, no sign of swim suite marks. As Cathy’s eyes took in the other woman she was surprised to see that she had a completely hairless mons. “Do you like it?” asked Suzy as she slid a hand over her shaven vagina. Cathy just stared in wonder at the other woman before turning to look at Marie. It was the first time she’d seen Marie naked, her light brown Polynesian skin and black hair contrasted with Suzy’s blonde hair and European looks. She was the same height as Cathy and her eyes seemed to be filled with gentle love as they gazed at each other. Stepping forward Cathy pulled Marie’s body against hers and their lips met in a kiss of passion. They pulled apart long enough to move to the bed, before falling onto the cool sheets, their limbs entwining. Pushing Marie down Cathy kissed and licked her face and neck, sliding lower to feast on Marie’s firm breasts. She suckled at the other woman’s breasts, gently biting the engorged rubbery nipples before moving lower. She kissed her way across Marie’s taught stomach, stopping to tongue the other woman’s navel, before sliding lower. She breathed deeply, the aroma of Marie’s aroused pussy filling her senses and increasing her desire and need. Cathy gazed for the first time at another woman’s aroused pussy, she noted the swollen labia, moist with the juices of Marie’s arousal and then with a moan of pleasure she lowered her mouth and lapped at the flowing juices. She swiped her tongue from the puckered opening of Marie’s anus to her engorged clitoris, before pushing it deep into Marie’s pussy. Closing her mouth around Marie’s pussy she sucked at the flowing female nectar as she tongued fucked her cunt. Cathy jerked in pleasure as Suzy’s mouth closed over her pussy, her moans of desire muffled in Marie’s dripping cunt. Moving her mouth she replaced her tongue with probing fingers and bathed Marie’s clit with a mixture of pussy juice and saliva. Her own pussy was spasming in pleasure as Suzy tongued and fingered her, she could feel her orgasm rapidly approaching and so sucked deeply on Marie’s clit as she finger fucked her cunt. A loud moan filled the room and suddenly Cathy’s fingers were gripped by Marie’s vaginal muscles as she orgasmed. Pulling her fingers out Cathy locked her mouth to Marie’s pussy sucking and licking the cum that flooded from it. Marie’s hands entangled in Cathy’s hair and her thighs locked around her head holding her mouth to her orgasming cunt as her hips jerked and her body shook. Cathy’s own cries were muffled as she came on Suzy’s probing tongue and digits, her hips jerked and her body shook. As she shook to her own orgasm she continued to suck on Marie’s cunt, driving the other woman to new heights of orgasmic pleasure. Finally Marie’s legs relaxed, her thighs releasing Cathy’s head as her hands stroked through her long hair. Cathy laid her head on the other woman’s stomach as she slowly recovered from Suzy’s administrations. Crawling up the bed she kissed Marie’s softly parted lips, their tongues entwining in pleasure. Pulling apart they welcomed Suzy into their embrace, Cathy kissed her tasting her own pussy on the other woman’s lips and tongue. “Your turn,” said Cathy as she pushed Suzy back and moved between her parted thighs. Cathy gazed at Suzy’s shaven pussy, the labia were red, swollen and wet with pussy juice. She lapped at the glistening drops, amazed at the smooth feel of Suzy’s hairless mound as her tongue skimmed over it. She felt hands on her legs and allowed them to turn her onto her side. Suzy rolled onto her side, lifting one leg to allow Cathy access to her waiting hot cunt. In no time at all the three women were locked together in a circle of pleasure, mouth and fingers locked against hot, wet pussies. It wasn’t long before the room filled to the cries and moans of orgasmic pleasure as all three women came together. Later as Cathy snuggled close to Marie they watched Suzy slip from the bed, “I’ll leave you two in peace” “You don’t have to,” said Marie as she slid a hand over Cathy’s full breasts. “No, please stay,” said Cathy “It’s OK, I’m gonna take a shower, I might see you later though” Cathy turned and snuggled closer to Marie, their lips brushed together before they drifted off to sleep. Cathy awoke to find her head cradled against Marie’s breasts, without opening her eyes she allowed her lips to suckle at a nipple, feeling it swell in her mouth. She idly swung her foot over the edge of the bed; she felt it brush against a leg. Expecting to feel Suzy’s shaven mons, she was surprised when her foot brushed against a hard, throbbing cock. She opened her eyes, even as her foot continued to rub the erection. A tall tanned man stood beside the bed, his eyes were locked on the two women lying on the bed, even as his hips moved slightly to press his cock against Cathy’s foot. Cathy looked at his cock, her foot had told her it was large and thick, as she gazed at it she guessed it had to be more than nine inches long. She found herself wondering what it would feel like buried deep in her womb. When his hand grabbed her foot she willingly allowed him to drag her to the edge of the bed. Part of her mind told her she should call out to Marie or maybe even scream, put another part of her mind, the sexual part, was looking with lust at the large throbbing cock. Reaching down she closed her hand over the stranger’s erection, feeling it throb as her fingers closed around it. It was too thick for her hand to fully wrap around it; slowly she skimmed the skin back and forth, seeing a clear drop of precum appear at the piss hole. Leaning forward she lapped the precum from the piss hole, the stranger moaned in pleasure as she allowed the cock-head to slip between her lips. She licked the cock-head before allowing more of the throbbing shaft to slip between her parted lips. Reaching up she wrapped a hand around the base of the cock as she slowly moved her mouth up and down the shaft. Suddenly a mouth kissed her neck and Marie murmured in her ear, “I see you’ve met Tim” Cathy just grunted an answer as she continued to suck Tim’s erection. Marie stood up and kissed the tall man, “Tim, this little nymphomaniac is Cathy, be gentle and don’t hurt her, I’m going to grab some wine” Tim slipped his hands over Cathy’s body as Marie left the room, “O god that feels good Cathy, but unless you really want to blow me, I’d much rather fuck you” Cathy released Tim’s cock and lay on the edge of the bed, as Tim moved between her parted thighs she reached down to guide his phallus to her waiting pussy. She moaned in pleasure as she felt the head push into her cuntal opening and slowly sink deep into her womb. Lifting her legs she wrapped them around Tim’s back pulling his groin tight against hers, feeling his manhood fill her pussy. They lay still for a few moments enjoying the feel of their joining. They kissed, tongues entwining as Tim slowly withdrew until only his cock-head remained buried in Cathy, before plunging back into her moist hot depths. “O god Tim that’s it, fuck me, fuck me hard” Tim smiled into Cathy’s lust filled face; he kissed her before starting to move his hips in long slow strokes. As Cathy lifted her hips to meet his downward thrusts his movements became faster. Soon he was pounding his cock deep and hard into her womb as he kissed and licked Cathy’s face and neck. Soft hands brushed his back, breasts pressed into his shoulder; turning his face he kissed Marie, a kiss filled with desire and want. Marie returned the kiss before climbing into the bed beside Cathy, she kissed the other woman before lower her mouth to a naked, sweat soaked breast. The feel of Tim’s hands and cock, and Marie’s mouth and hands sent Cathy into high orbit and she screamed allowed her pleasure as she orgasmed. She lifted her hips to drive Tim’s deep ploughing cock firmly into her womb, moaning in pleasure as she felt the head brush against her cervix. Tim’s cock seemed to expand even more as she felt the head pushed through her cervix with his next thrust, and then her womb was flooded with scalding hot cum. The feel of the pounding cock flooding her body with jism pushed Cathy into another orgasm and then another, until she thought she would die from the shear pleasure. Tim held Cathy tight holding his jism firing cock deep in her body as her orgasming pussy milked it. He shuddered in pleasure as he felt himself pumping what felt like gallons of hot cum into her willing body. Slowly the jerks of his cock subsided and he eased the softening shaft from Cathy’s pussy, freeing a flood of sperm and pussy juice as he did. As Tim stepped away Marie moved quickly between Cathy’s parted thighs and lapped at the flowing juices before closing her mouth over Cathy’s pussy and starting to suck and lick the cum from her. Reaching across Cathy and pulled Marie’s lower body so that she could taste the other woman’s aroused pussy. As Tim watched and coaxed his cock back into an erect state the two women drove each other to orgasmic heaven. Without waiting for them to break, Tim climbed onto the bed and moved up to Cathy’s head, crouching down he eased he hardon into Marie’s dripping pussy. He groaned in pleasure as Cathy’s mouth and tongue licked his cock-shaft and balls as he slowly reamed his cock deep and hard into Marie’s cunt. It was the first time that Cathy seen a cock fucking into a pussy, she thrilled at the sight and licked the cock-shaft as it reappeared coated in pussy cream. Reaching up she rubbed a finger over Marie’s engorged clitoris while lapping at the plunging cock and Marie’s pussy. The double stimulation of cock and Cathy’s mouth and fingers quickly pushed Marie to her orgasm. “O fuck I’m cuming Tim, o fuck me that’s it, suck me Cathy bite my clit o fuck yes yes yeeeeeeesssssssssssssssss” Moments later Tim pumped his sperm deep into Marie’s body as they orgasmed together in mutual release. As his cock slipped from Marie’s pussy Cathy closed her lips over it, cleaning the cum and pussy cream from it before releasing it to do the same to Marie’s dripping pussy. Tim watched them as they once more tongued each other to orgasm, kneeling above them he masturbated his once more hard cock until his cum shot forth to splatter over their writhing bodies, to be smeared into the sweat soaked skin. Later after Tim had left with a promise to return later they lay together in the large Victorian bath, savouring the warm water, the wine and the feel of each. Cathy thought of the weeks to come and the suggestion of Marie, maybe she would stay longer than she’d planned, after all there was nothing waiting for her at home. She stirred and moaned as Marie’s lips pressed to hers and a finger toyed with her pussy. ‘Tomorrow’s another day’ she thought as she melted into Marie’s embrace. The End Cathy Oh boy what an interesting little meeting we had. Never in my wildest dreams did I think this was going to happen and how my brother really didn't mind. At least he has never told me but we haven't really talked about it either because it just feels uncomfortable to talk about I guess. But I will tell you, it will be something I will never forget. Its about time to start at the beginning. I had helped my brother move into his new apartment about a year earlier. I didn't visit much since he was out much of the time but that stuff tends to happen I guess. Well, anyway, my parents went on their yearly vacation leaving me to watch the house and the dog that we had. Its not a bad deal, the house is quiet, you get to do what you and such so I have no problem watching the house. They as usual went through their normal routine of telling my brother they were going away and to watch out for me in case I needed any help even though I was 25. We just play along with my parents since it makes them feel better. So my parents went away for their two week vacation. One week through the vacation I get a call from my brother which surprised me asking me to come over for dinner. Now I didn't feel like coming to dinner but he insisted that I come over for dinner. This is what made me suspicious because he wouldn't tell me why he wanted me to come over for dinner until the next day. I agreed and he said he would pick me up on his way home from work in the afternoon and drive over to his place. He picked me up around 3 in the afternoon and we soon took off to his place on the other side of town. We drove in silence since I didn't want to question him about what was going on. About 10 minutes later we drove up to his apartment and went inside where he put everything down and started to take things out for dinner. It was here when I first realized something was up because he was taking all kinds of food out. After taking out all the stuff for dinner, he handed me a coke while taking one for himself and we sat down in the living room. We both opened our cokes and took a sip when finally I got up the guts to talk to him about tonight. "What's going on? You have never been so insistent that I come over for dinner before so what is the big deal?" I said while sipping my coke. "I have a little surprise which only a few people know. I want to introduce you to someone that I know," as he kind of shifted in his chair which made me kind of suspicious. He seemed to be awfully nervous about something and I thought he was going to say something completely opposite of what he would explain to me. "Introduce me to someone. What is going on here? This sounds suspicious." "Well Bry (my nickname), I met this girl about 3 months ago and we have been dating off and on. And its.................uh I think about to turn serious. So I thought you should meet her and tell me what you think. Only my closet friends have met her and you are the first in the family to meet her." This immediately pissed me off a little bit since he hasn't told anyone in the family that he has been dating someone for so long but this was just like him. Trying to keep everything in his life a secret from his family which never made any sense to use. That is why we always thought there was something weird about him. However I got control of my angry and took a sip of coke. When my brother saw this he started to say something and I just smiled which made his stop. "A girl huh? Well what is she like?" My brother immediately relaxed and slumped back. "She is a beautiful woman. When I first saw her, she reminded me of a movie star. I know that sounds bad but, it felt like it. She is about your height (5"7) and has beautiful blond hair that comes just below her shoulders. She works at some office downtown so she won't be able to get here until 7 or so. I want you to meet her because your instinct about people is real good." "Fine. We will see what happens." We sat in silence for a little while longer until my brother got up to start fixing dinner around 5 or so. I sat in the living room thinking about what my brother said and immediately started to feel nervous for some reason. I started walking around the apartment and fidgeting around until finally my brother told me to sit down and watch television. He started laughing as he was talking about me being more nervous than he was. I turned on the TV watching this movie which I got totally into. What seemed like minutes but was more like 90 minutes later there was a knock at the door. My brother jumped out of the kitchen nervous and everything as I got up and fixed my shirt and hair. My brother open the door and smiled as this blonde step in and kissed him on the cheek. She did momentarily take my breath away. She came in wearing a nice red blouse with a brown shirt that went just below her knees. Her hair was right at shoulder level and she had some beautiful brown eyes. I must admit that I was jealous of my brother for the moment for getting such a beautiful woman to date him. He closed the door as she put her purse on the ground and he took her jacket to the closet in the hall. When he returned he walked with her toward me which got me nervous. "Cathy, this is my brother Bryan. Bryan this is Cathy." I smiled as I extended my hand but the thing that surprised me is that she hugged me right off the bat. I looked at my brother who seemed shocked as well. "Nice to meet you Bryan. Your brother has told me so much about you, I feel that we have known each other for years," she said as she pulled away and stood next to my brother. "Thank you. I wish I could say the same but I know very little about you except for the part about being beautiful," I said as we all sat down in the living room. I was surprised because I thought I saw her blush. "That is nice to say. Your brother was right," she said smiling. "So what do you do Cathy?" "I work at a bank downtown. I help put together some of the bigger loans and keep track of where those loans go. Its a lot of hard work but the pay is very good I must say. So your brother told me you are about to graduate from college," she said while taking a glass from my brother who went to set the table for dinner. "That's right. Then I have to do a half year internship and then I am free to go after a job. Hopefully I will find one but I honestly don't know if I will be getting one when I get out." She nodded as she knew exactly what I was talking about as she took a sip from her glass. A few seconds of silence followed when my brother finally called that dinner was ready. I sat on one end of the table while my brother and his girlfriend sat on the other. We made idle chit chat but my brother felt the tension. "You know, its not like there is a whole weight of the world here. Just relax and have fun tonight," my brother said while laughing. Soon things started to loosen up, as we were laughing, telling jokes and trading some stories. Soon dinner was done and we had some dessert. I told my brother I would clean up the dishes as him and his girlfriend went and sat in the living room. Soon I saw her walk down the hall and into the other room as my brother came into the kitchen to help. "So how do you like her?" "She's nice. Very pleasant and nice. You are a lucky one." He smiled and smacked my shoulder as Cathy came back into the room. My brother than disappeared into the other room as Cathy walked in and leaned on the counter. We made idle chit chat as I continued to put things in the dishwasher and such. Before I knew it though, she was standing behind me almost putting her chin on my shoulder. It startled me for a second but then I relaxed as she was telling me one of her jokes. Soon though things started to turn a little bit as she kissed the bottom of my ear which made me look at her. "Oh come on. I don't think there is anything wrong with what I just did. We are probably going to be family someday," she said as she backed away and I continued to do the dishes. Things were quiet for a while until she caught me off guard again as she put her hand on my crotch and started rubbing it back and forth. I tried all the power I had but my dick still started to get hard. Once she felt my dick getting hard, she started to rub it directly through my shorts so it would get bigger. I tried to say something but she just put a finger on my lips and continue to rub my dick through the shorts. Soon she turned me around while continuing to rub my cock through my shorts. She put her face next to my ear while she continued to rub. "I have a surprise for you," she said as she kissed the bottom of my ear again. She continued to rub my cock until finally she kneeled in front of me and unzipped the front of my shorts and reached her hand inside continuing to rub. At this time I just told myself the hell with it and closed my eyes as she continued to rub. A few seconds later I opened my eyes when I felt something wet on my cock. I looked down and there she was engulfing my cock. It was the most incredible feeling I have ever had as she used her tongue around my cock as she was sucking on it. I started to shiver a little bit at the sensations she was giving me. She soon took both hands and put them on my ass, pushing my pelvis forward. Without doing anything, she was giving herself a face fuck. She started to go faster and faster as I heard slurping going on. After a few more minutes of this I felt the like I was going to cum. "I..............think....................... I am .................... going............to........." That was all I could say as she sucked harder and harder until I exploded down her throat. She swallowed and swallowed. I had never cum so much in months to tell you the truth. When she was done, she reached for towel that was on the counter and clean up my cock before putting it back in my shorts and cleaning her face. She got up from the floor and put the towel in the hamper as she took a big glass of water rinsing her mouth out. Soon she was back talking against the counter as I started to do the dishes again. A few seconds later my brother came back apologizing and saying he had to make a phone call. Cathy said no problem and kissed my brother on the cheek while she grinned at me. About an hour later she left giving me a peck on the cheek and kissed my brother on the cheek as well. About 15 minutes later he was driving me home and we started talking. "So did you like her?" "Mike, I have to tell you, you are a lucky man. How about you two come over for dinner this weekend to pay you back." "Sure I will run it by Cathy and I will let you know" We then sat in silence all the way home. _________________________ The next day my brother called me the next day and said that they would be stopping over for dinner on Saturday since neither had to work on Sunday and enjoy themselves. So for the next few days I spent cleaning the house and getting things together to cook for dinner. Finally Saturday came around and everything was ready. The only thing though was that all week I kept replaying what happened in my brother's kitchen with his girlfriend Cathy. I didn't know if it was a one time thing or not to tell you the truth. I finally convinced myself it was a one time thing and quickly put it out of my mind. Then while I was cooking dinner though, I was wondering whether I should tell my brother what happened. However I quickly put this out of my mind for the moment. At around 6 my brother drove up with his girlfriend. They came into the house as we hugged once again but this time it didn't bother me and my brother didn't seem to mind this time. They walked into the living room as I closed the back door. I quickly looked back to Cathy and just looked. She was wearing another brown skirt but this time was about mid-thigh and wearing a nice green shirt. I didn't see any resemblance of a bra on underneath but soon shook all those thoughts out of my head. I closed the back door and sat down in the living room with them as we made more small talk. Things seemed to be much looser than they were earlier in the week. Soon I got them all drinks and we were relaxing some more. About 10 minutes later when I said dinner was almost ready, my brother went out to his car to get something when Cathy came into the kitchen. "I think we should tell me brother what happened the other night," I said getting the meat from the oven. "Oh I don't think we need to tell him. Trust me. Anyway I have a surprise for you tonight," she said while kissing my cheek again and going to sit down at the dining room table. My brother soon came in with some wine he picked up before coming and poured us all a glass. Dinner was fantastic and things were going well. We were laughing talking and everything else like that. However to me it seemed that both Cathy and my brother we drinking a little to much. After dinner we went and sat out in the living room again while talking for a few minutes. I then told them I was going to do the dishes while they stayed in the living room for a while. I just finished the dishes when I heard some weird sounds coming from the living room. I walked out and saw something that made my eyes open wide. There was Cathy with her skirt on her waist in her thong giving my brother a lap dance. I can't believe they were doing that right in my living room. I was pissed as hell when Cathy looked at me and smiled. I didn't know what to do next as she started to rock back and forth on my brother's lap. He grabbed her around her ass and started to move her hips faster and faster on his crotch until I heard a gut and my brother grabbing the sides of the chair he was sitting in while Cathy continued to rock back and forth. Finally she stood up and winked at me as I went back into the kitchen. I turned the dishwasher on as I saw my brother running past me into the bathroom. A few seconds later Cathy came into the kitchen smiling and blushing. She walked right over to me and kissed my cheek while hugging me. I could feel her heart racing through her shirt and we just stood there hugging for a while until the bathroom door opened. She let go immediately as my brother all flushed walk into the kitchen and smiled. He patted me on my shoulder while getting a glass of water. It was then everything changed. As he reached over to get a glass of water, Cathy came over and turned me around facing her. She knelt down in front of me, unzipped me and reached her hand into my jeans. I grasped as I couldn't believe she was doing this right now. She took my cock out of my pants and immediately engulfed it. I closed my eyes remembering this feeling again and when I opened my eyes again, I saw my brother smiling and watching Cathy. I was about to say something when Cathy started doing tricks with her tongue and made me close my eyes again. My brother started laughing a little bit when without warning I felt hot air on my cock. I opened my eyes again and saw my brother picking up Cathy and giving a hot long French kiss. They both looked at me and smiled which scared the hell out of me. However this all changed when Cathy took me by the hand and led both of us to the bedroom. I felt very uncomfortable as she laid me down on the bed and striped me naked. She then knelt down in between my legs as I propped myself up and engulfed my cock once again. I closed my eyes until I heard some moaning. When I opened them, my brother was behind Cathy licking her pussy and maybe her asshole. Her skirt was up on her waist again but her thong was just pushed to the other side. I closed my eyes again enjoying the sensation and before long I started to feel that familiar feeling. "I think I am about to...........................", I said while panting trying to control myself. This did nothing to deter her because she just started to suck faster and faster until I had no other choice but to cum. I shot load after load down her throat as she swallowed all of it. Just about this time as well, she squealed as she cum right on my brother's mouth. He stood up with a smile and you could see the pussy juice on his mouth. It was then that he quickly stripped and went into the other room. Cathy laid on top of me recovering but it wasn't to long until I felt my cock hardening under her. She must have noticed this also because she smiled at me before taking off her shirt. I was right because when she took it off, there was no bra, just her nipples standing out in attention like look at these. She leaned down giving him a light kiss on my lips before offering one of her breasts for me. I didn't object as I took one nipple into my mouth and biting it a little which made her jump. I then started slowing rolling my tongue around her nipple which made her moan even more now. She started to move back and forth as I continued to play with her nipple which made my cock grow even more. This continued for a few more minutes until she made a high pitch scream but no scream. I felt something roll down my legs and when I looked, I could tell it was her juice from her orgasm. That was way to much for me as I came right there myself as she laid on top of me. I laid there with my arms around her breathing heavy trying to catch both of our breaths. My brother then walked through the door tossing me something before going to the foot of the bed. I picked up what he tossed me noticing it was a condom and I knew exactly what was coming next. Cathy slowly climbed off me to the side of the bed where she took off her skirt and thong tossing it across the room. She then started fingering herself which made me hard once again. Looking over to my brother, I saw him jacking off watching her, within a few seconds, she was kneeling before him as he cam again and again. Streams of cum hit her in the face and tit area before she got up, grabbed her shirt and wiped her face. By this time I had the condom on as Cathy licked her lips and moved over to me. She kissed me on the cheek telling me not to worry about anything as she mounted me on the bed. It was the greatest feeling I ever had. She was so tight and warm it just blew my head. She started to ride my cock but it was only about 1 minute before I cum again which I think disappointed her. She then looked down at my face and smiled while turning back to my brother. "I think we have a virgin in our mists," she said as she continued to ride me even though my cock was softening. My brother just smiled and shook his head as he was getting hard once again as well. She dismounted me and took off my condom and engulfed my dick. She was sucking like there was no tomorrow and the blood just rushed to my cock making it hard once again. "I think he's ready again," she said as she took another condom from my brother and put it on my cock. She mounted me again and slowly started to move on my dick as all these sensations started to go through me again. She started to go faster and faster trying everything in the world not to scream. After a few minutes of this, my brother came from behind and from my guess slowly inserted his dick into her ass. Cathy stopped for a few seconds while my brother did this before starting again. All three of us started moving as she just started to moan louder and louder until at one point she was almost screaming. " Yes............Yes................OH MY FUCKING GOD YES..............DON'T STOP............... YES................ YES.......... .I............. THINK.......... .I...........AM.CUMMMMMMMMMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" With that she started to shake but my brother and I continued to fuck the daylights out of her as a few seconds later she came again, then about a minute later cum again. On the third one, I just couldn't last anymore as I shot off. I don't think I had ever came so much. This was apparently to much for my brother because I heard him grunt and his eyes almost roll back into his head. He slowly withdrew from her and she dismounted me. Cathy then took the condoms off of us before tossing them somewhere. All three of us laid there for a while until before I knew it I had fallen asleep. Cathy I woke up and looked at the clock seeing it was 3 in the morning. I turned over and saw Cathy laying under the sheets as I tried to remember what the hell happened last night but it all came back to me in a flood of memories which made me smile. I looked around but couldn't find my brother anywhere. I slowly got out of bed so not to wake her and looked around the house. I found my brother sleeping in my bed for some reason. I then walked across the house back into the other bedroom where I slipped back into bed. As I laid there seeing Cathy's blond hair in a tussle in bed, I immediately started to get hard again thinking that she was naked underneath the sheets. I gently removed the sheets and saw this gorgeous body on the bed. I just couldn't believe that my brother would be able to get this sort of woman. As I gasped just looking at her body, I heard Cathy yawn and open her eyes and then smile. "Hi, what time is it?" she said while stretching. "Its three in the morning and be quiet. Mike is in the other room sleeping," I said laying down next to her. We just laid in bed not talking or anything for a little while until she started to stroke my cock. I closed my eyes letting her do whatever she wanted to do. Soon my cock was at full strength once again as she whispered she wanted me now. I went to get out of bed to get another condom but she just pulled me back in. "Now, I don't care just fuck the shit out of me," I was a little nervous at this moment when I rolled on top of her and slowly inserted my cock into her moist pussy. We both closed our eyes as I started to take my cock out of her then ram it into her again. I was doing this slowly at first not wanting the experience to end but Cathy would have none of it. "I said fuck my Brian. Don't play around." I finally told myself what the hell and started to fuck her faster. This is kind of hard to say but every time I thrusted, I tried to get more and more of my dick into her because it seemed I could never get enough into her. I looked down as I continued to fuck her and it was amazing. She had her eyes closed while moaning a little bit, her breasts were thrashing around and her hair all stretched out made her look even more beautiful. Soon I started to pick up even more speed. At this time she didn't even have the ability to scream I guess because all she was doing was whimpering now. The bed was smacking against the wall making a horrible noise but this was so good that I really didn't care anymore. I continued to fuck her until she put a pillow over her mouth and screamed holy hell. I felt her muscles contract in her pussy and I knew she was cumming. I started to slam her even more as we were both sweating bullets at this time. As her orgasm subsided, another one started for her which was to much for me as I shot my load right up her pussy. The weird thing though was that I didn't even get soft as I continued to fuck her even after I cum. I continued to fuck her as a squishing sound started to sound every time I entered her. The bed continued to bounce against the wall until I finally had to stop since my dick started to soften. I rolled off her trying to catch my breath as she just laid there with her eyes closed. Soon she opened her eyes and smiled with a new glow about her. She kissed me on the lips and we went to sleep with my arm around here. *************************** The next morning I woke up about 9 in the morning and looked at her again. She was sound asleep as I got out of bed and put my clothes on going into the kitchen. I put on some coffee and get some stuff ready for breakfast, I heard the door to the bedroom shut. I didn't know what was going on until I heard someone moaning and the bed smacking against the wall again as I just smiled and fixed some breakfast. About 20 minutes later the door opened with my brother walking out putting his shirt on and smiling at me while getting a cup of coffee. He sat down and we said nothing about what went on the night before. Around 10 Cathy slowly walked out of the bedroom holding the wall. We both looked at her as she got a cup of coffee and sat down making a face. "I am so fucking sore. You guys really did a number on me. Oh by the way sorry about the wall," she said sipping her coffee and pointing toward the bedroom. My brother and I went into the bedroom where we saw two small holes where the bed was slamming against the wall. We just smiled and walked out. Late that afternoon my brother and Cathy left and thanked me for the good time. I went into the bedroom to clean up everything so my parents would never know. My brother is still seeing Cathy to this day and told me just recently that he was going to propose to her. Let's just say the relationship between the three of us has never been better. Cathy The tall, dark haired man pushed his chair back and stood to address the audience. Cathy crossed her long legs, enjoying the rasping sound as her nylon stockings rubbed together and the warm dampness of her panties as they were squeezed in the apex of her thighs. Ashamed and excited by her thoughts, she stared at the handsome man, lost in erotic imaginings as she fixed her gaze on his body. The beautifully tailored Italian pants clung to every curve of his firm behind and the well cut material only highlighted the slight swelling at the front. Together with the tapered, crisp white shirt, David Manning exuded power and sexuality. Cathy shook herself out of her reverie, telling herself firmly that she could not afford to swoon after some 30 year old married man who, even if he was a partner in her office, was both out of her reach and a distraction to her ambitions. At twenty-two, with no college education, she had things to do and places to go. She was not going to be distracted by some testosterone-driven macho man. She was on this course to learn, improve herself, get closer to her dream of becoming a legal executive, and no handsome control freak was going to stop her achieving her goal. And yet! . . . Ever since she had joined the firm six months ago, David had been her friend. He seemed instinctively to understand her desires and her frustrations and of course, curse him, had suggested this course for her to Clifford McKay, the senior partner. Not hearing a word of David’s presentation on how the legal profession could be made more accessible for women, Cathy slipped into reflecting on how much this man had become an obsession with her. On her first day in her job as the partners’ PA, David had been in Clifford’s office as her responsibilities had been explained. “Clifford, I don’t think we need be so formal. Let me take Cathy to meet the troops and show her around. She seems a bright girl. I’m sure she’ll pick things up as she goes along. Anyway, Karen and I can always help if there’s any problem.” Opening the door, he had ushered her out with a friendly touch on her shoulder that had made her shiver. From that moment on he had looked after her like an elder brother. He had introduced her to all the staff in the small office, including Karen Harding, the other partner. Despite his hectic life and constant travelling, David always had time to talk to her, explain things to her. On evenings when they had worked late, he always insisted on taking her, Karen and any others around, for a pizza or a Chinese meal before driving her back to her apartment on his way home to his wife. He couldn’t know what he was doing to her. The friendly pats on the back, putting his hand on top of hers, the innocent peck on the cheek when he dropped her off, were the actions of a close friend, yet she had become infatuated with him. Why had she never invited him in? Why did she go to sleep stroking her pussy and imagining that the fingers were David’s? “And that, ladies and gentleman, concludes what I wanted to say to you. Are there any questions?” The enthusiastic round of applause shook Cathy back to reality. David was quickly surrounded by his admiring audience, congratulating him on his lecture. “Typical!” thought Cathy with frustration as she gathered her things and started for the door. “A last minute replacement, an impromptu speech and he’d knocked their socks off. I wonder if he’s as good in bed?” Still shocked by her lewd thought, Cathy felt her cheeks burn when suddenly David clutched her arm. “Hi you, bit of a madhouse in here. No time to chat now. I will see you at dinner though, won’t I?” Nonplussed, she gazed up into his brown eyes and replied, “Yeah, I guess so, but… I didn’t think you’d be staying on.” “The prospect of a fine meal was too tempting for me. Couldn’t be bothered to drive home anyway, so I’ve got a room here tonight. See you later, must go and lap up the fan worship.” With that he disappeared back in the throng and Cathy made her way to the lift up to her room. Once safely inside she tried to collect her thoughts. David was staying! She and David were going to sleep in the same hotel! Her mind raced with the possibilities. She told herself to be sensible. Was it remotely likely that David, a happily married man, her boss, would let anything happen between them? Above all, a successful lawyer would know better than to step out of line with a colleague, especially one so much lower down the food chain. She looked at her large double bed with its rich burgundy comforter and saw the scene in her mind’s eye. The two of them were lying naked, clasped in a fierce embrace with their lips locked together and their tongues exploring each others mouths. David’s hand was exploring the crease at the top of her thigh, stoking the fire that seemed to be raging in her loins. As the fingers began gently stroking her engorged outer labia, the fire began emitting sparks that shot through all her body. She felt one finger, then another invade the tight wetness of her vagina. The tempo of the fingers moving inside her increased and she could feel the friction against the sopping walls of her pussy driving her to the edge. When his thumb found her swollen clitoris and started rubbing she exploded in climax, bolts of lightning spreading from the depths of her belly. Her whole body shook with the electric sensations between her thighs. She saw, as her head slowly cleared the fantasy away, that the bed was still empty and unruffled and shamefully realised that she was standing with her hand under her skirt. Her hand was jammed inside her dripping panties with moisture dribbling down the inside of her thighs and two fingers deeply embedded in her pussy. “Get a grip, girl!” she told herself crossly. It was utter madness to let herself get so carried away by her fantasies of this man. It was more like the blind passion of a schoolgirl crush than the mature desires of a 22 year old wannabe executive. And yet …. She had never given herself such powerful orgasms until she had the image of David to masturbate to. She looked at her watch. Time was slipping by and she only had an hour to get ready for the evening. This was the formal end of course dinner and she must make an effort, Cathy told herself. For herself. Of course it had nothing to do with the fact that David would be there. He was just a secondary factor she frantically tried to convince herself. She poured herself a large gin and tonic from the minibar fridge, an expense account was a wonderful thing, and went into the bathroom to run a bath. As the hot water gushed from the faucet, she tossed in a capsule of the aloe vera bath oil thoughtfully provided by the hotel. Stripping quickly, she dropped her clothes in an untidy heap on the floor. A sense of guilt made her bend down and stuff the soiled panties out of sight under the skirt and garter belt before walking naked back into the bedroom to get her drink. There was a certain erotic decadence in wandering nude round a hotel suite she felt, made more exciting by the glimpses she caught in the mirrored wardrobe doors of her slim, tall, olive skinned body with the jet black triangle of hair at the top of her legs. Damn it, couldn’t she stop thinking about sex for a moment! Putting her glass on the side of the bath, she slid into the steaming, foaming water, enjoying the feeling as the heat slowly swallowed her body; legs, thighs, stomach and breasts. Her breasts were too small, she thought as she fondled them, touching the dark brown nipples that had become firmly erect in the hot water. Still, a girl can’t have everything, she mused. The rest of her lithe body was OK; enough curves to turn a few male heads anyway, even if there was no-one close enough to appreciate them fully. Luxuriating dreamily in the silky liquid, her hands moved down her body and slipped between her long, willowy legs. Exploring the tops of her thighs, she began stroking her still puffy labia. She pulled herself up sharply, telling herself this wouldn’t do. If she didn’t get a move on she would be late. She stepped out of the bath and, wrapping a large fluffy towel round her, went into the bedroom. The choice of clothes was fairly simple as she had decided what to wear before she left home, and she laid the garments out on the bed. The towel followed and she sat naked in front of the dressing table mirror to fix her hair and make-up. She was pleased with the result. Her curly, jet black hair shone and the understated blue eye shadow highlighted her chestnut brown eyes. Fifteen minutes later she was ready. As she took a final look in the mirror she wondered if she hadn’t perhaps been a bit too risqué. The pale blue long-sleeved blouse did not expose much flesh but the ultra thin material was very revealing. Her body was clearly visible through the material as was her white bra. Also, the beige silk skirt was a bit short and clung too closely to her contours to allow her to wear a garter belt and stockings. Well, it couldn’t be helped. She didn’t have any other options! She grabbed her bag and room key, closed the door and walked down the corridor, her long, bare legs shimmering in the light. Downstairs, her high heels clicked on the marble floor of the atrium as Cathy crossed to the private dining room. To her great disappointment she saw there was a formal seating plan giving her no chance of a place close to David. In fact, she could hardly have been put further away from him. At least that would stop her making a fool of herself, she thought. By the time she found her place, all her fellow table companions were already seated. From the round of introductions it was depressingly clear to Cathy that dinner conversation was unlikely to be very stimulating; boring sport from the men and banalities about work and babies from the women. Thank goodness David’s prediction about the food had been right. It was superb. Asparagus and smoked salmon followed by magret de canard with a bittersweet cherry sauce, attentive waiters ready to refill wine glasses as soon as they were half empty. Cathy knew she was drinking too much but didn’t care. She might as well drown her sorrows she told herself bitterly. The sound of raucous laughter from David’s table was impossible to ignore. Across the room she could see him grinning broadly, whispering something in the ear of the beautiful blonde course director. He had his hand on her bare shoulder and, although Cathy tried to suppress her emotions, anger and jealousy welled up inside her. A loud rattling of plates and cutlery indicated that the meal, which had seemed interminable to Cathy, was finally over. Now for the closing speeches but she knew she couldn’t stand this torture any longer. Muttering something about not feeling very well, she slipped from the table and went to the lobby. Not ready to go upstairs, she ordered a glass of white wine at the bar and took it to one of the comfortable armchairs. She knew she had to sort her mind out. This was getting crazier by the day. What she needed, she told herself, was a sensible plan of action. If she couldn’t have David, and that looked pretty obvious, she would have to get him out of her life and not have to see him every day, hear his seductive voice. A new job, that’s what she needed. But why? She liked it where she was. She felt she was making good progress and she got on well with her colleagues and the other partners, Clifford and Karen. What could she do? “Well, well. What have we here? A naughty girl who’s sneaked out of class early. Perhaps I should go and tell teacher about you.” A shiver ran through her as David’s hands rested on her shoulders. “How about you then?” was all she could think to reply. “Oh, I couldn’t face all that speechifying nonsense, so I made an excuse about having work to finish for tomorrow. Can I get some more wine and join you?” “What about …” She had been going to say, “What about that well endowed blonde woman you seemed to be joined to surgically all evening!” but bit it back just in time. “What about what?” “Er, nothing. Of course, you’re more than welcome to sit here.” As David went to the bar, Cathy wondered if she really needed this, a friendly chat with a man who was shredding her emotions, powering her lustful fantasies. She was sure it was a mistake but desire was stronger than good sense. As he sat down next to her, putting a bottle of wine and two fresh glasses on the low table, the back of his hand briefly brushed her bare knee sending goose bumps along her leg. She breathed in the sweet aroma of his cologne, Calvin Klein’s Contradiction she guessed. ‘Obsession’ would have been more appropriate for him, she told herself bitterly. “You look absolutely stunning tonight Cathy,” he said whilst putting his hand on top of hers. “And that blouse is to die for, elegant with just a hint of naughtiness.” “It’s yours if you want but I don’t think it would suit you,” she quipped nervously and immediately cursed herself for such a crass remark. She was a bundle of nerves and just couldn’t think straight. Looking into his soft brown eyes only six inches away from her face, her senses swimming with his manly smell and the sound of his voice, her brain had gone into overload. This was so different from usual. The way he was talking and touching her wasn’t his normal brotherly manner. Well, if it was, there was more than a hint of incest in the air! He took his hand off hers to take a sip of wine. She almost gasped as he then drew his cold, damp fingertips across the back of her hand making her skin prickle. Cathy wasn’t sure whether he was serious or it was just the effect of too much wine. Anyway, she decided, it was something of what she had craved for so long and she was going to make the most of it while it lasted. “Cathy, look, I’m sorry,” the soft voice broke into her reverie. “I didn’t mean to be rude about your blouse. I just meant it made you look so sexy. “Look, I’ve a confession to make to you. I lied to you earlier about staying the night…” “What!” she blurted out in panic, her concern showing only too clearly in her face. “You mean you haven’t booked a room?” “No, no, no. Of course I’ve got a room. After this much wine I couldn’t possibly drive home.” “Then what? I don’t understand what you mean.” Cathy’s fear and bewilderment could be read in her face. He hesitated, searching for words. Cathy had never seen him anything less than totally poised and confident and she began to worry about what he was going to say next. “I just wanted to... to spend some time with you… away from the office,” his voice had dropped to an earnest whisper. “I couldn’t say it before and I’m probably wrong saying it now but, Cathy, I’m …I’m very attracted to you. More than I should be in the circumstances I suppose.” Cathy’s heart stopped, her mouth fell open and she just stared, speechless and incredulous, at his anxious face only inches from her own. His searching eyes and furrowed brow clear evidence of his worry of having said too much. A torrent of conflicting thoughts and questions cascaded through Cathy’s mind all at once as if a floodgate had been opened suddenly. Had she heard him correctly? Did he mean what she thought he meant? Why now? What did he want? What should she do? The last answer was clear. Common sense told her she should make her excuses and escape. But she didn’t want to! She could politely laugh things off, walk away and preserve her secret fantasies; and her job. But desire kept her immobile and silent. She craved whatever he was offering her. David saw the confusion in her face and spoke first, “Look, I’m so sorry. I’m out of line. I shouldn’t have said all that, it’s probably the wine talking. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Will you forgive me?” His distraught face was a picture of agony and Cathy felt tears welling in her eyes seeing him struggle. “David …” “No, no! It was completely out of order. Forget what I said and I’ll just say goodnight and go upstairs,” he said, beginning to lever himself out of the armchair. Suddenly the turbulence cleared from her mind, to be replaced by a deep serenity. Cathy knew she had to seize this moment or lose it forever. Not knowing where she found such a firm and authoritative voice, she began, “Listen to me David, please, “I’ve wanted you from the moment I set eyes on you. I knew it was ridiculous. What would a man like you, sophisticated, educated and all that see in a silly, young innocent like me. All the time you were being nice, helping me, I was trying to read much more into it than there was.” “But, Cathy, there was so much more in it. It’s been all I could do not to touch you or tell you how I feel about you. It all just seemed so wrong and, anyway, I thought you’d be repulsed if a dirty old man came on to you.” Cathy’s melodic laugh echoed round the lobby. “You are many things, David Manning, but I don’t think ‘dirty old man’ will ever be one of them.” David fiddled nervously with the stem of his wine glass. “No, you don’t understand, it’s complicated. Not just because I’m older than you and your boss. I can’t explain the details to you but, believe me, there are a thousand and one good reasons why you should let me leave now and forget tonight. Let’s go back to where we were before – unfulfilled fantasies. A sweet angel like you shouldn’t get mixed up with me, I promise you.” Cathy looked incredulous. Nothing seemed to make any sense, certainly David didn’t make sense. She knew him; this sexy, intelligent man, gentle and strong at the same time. Whatever black stain he thought he had on his soul was probably something that most people would regard as nothing, she was sure of that. “David, don’t tell me what to think or do. You may think I’m still wet behind the ears but I’m old enough to make my own judgements and decisions. Maybe, in comparison with you, I’m still a bit naïve but I know what I want and I want you. If I understood the nonsense you were saying, you feel the same about me.” “Yes, but…” “There are no ‘buts’. I’ve waited too long for this. Take the moment, before it’s gone.” They sat silently staring into each other’s eyes until a loud burst of applause coming from the dining room broke the spell. “Oh, hell,” exclaimed David crossly. “That’s the speeches ended. I can’t be seen here after saying I had work to do. I must disappear.” “Right,” said Cathy, taking charge. “Grab the bottle and follow me!” As she marched purposefully to the elevators she smiled to herself, thinking how the roles had been completely reversed and she was now in control. David trailed behind her and she swung her hips more than usual, fairly certain that his eyes would be glued to the tightly sheathed globes of her round bottom. The doors closed and they started to go up. Cathy threw her arms round his neck and pulled his face down to meet hers as she pushed him against the side of the elevator, crushing her soft body against his firm one. Her bra encased breasts were mashed against his muscular chest and she could feel his hardness pressing into her lower belly. Their lips were just touching when the elevator shuddered and came to a stop at Cathy’s floor. “Damn,” cursed Cathy as she broke away from the clinch. Taking David by the hand like a small child, she strode purposefully to her room, her high heels sinking in the plush pile of the carpet. As she fiddled in her bag for her card key David finally found his voice. “A bit forward aren’t we? I thought it was customary to invite someone up for a nightcap rather than kidnapping them. Perhaps I’m a nice boy who doesn’t feel safe in the clutches of a marauding Amazon.” Cathy Cathy gave a nervous giggle. “If I were, you’d be quite safe. Amazons weren’t too keen on men as I recall.” “Anyway,” she added, opening the door and going in, “If I hadn’t done something, you’d have run away like a startled rabbit.” “Perhaps I should’ve done just that,” mused David, closing the door. He was beginning to wonder if his hormones hadn’t given his brain a night off. Once inside the room, Cathy could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She didn’t know if it was excitement or fear; probably both she thought. To give herself time to think, she turned towards the sideboard. “I’ll get some glasses, take your jacket off and make yourself comfortable,” she blurted out, trying to control the opposing emotions fighting within her. In her fantasies it had all been so easy. He would come into her bedroom and the next instant they would be lying naked, entwined together. She had never imagined the practicalities between the two scenarios. Here she was with a tall, handsome, virile man in her room and they were both fully dressed. What happens next? Should they have a drink and talk some more, or should she start taking her clothes off? This was excruciating. She had never stripped in front of a man in her entire life, had never been naked in front of a man. What would he do? Would he just sit and watch her undress or would he be getting naked too? She couldn’t face the embarrassment. She just couldn’t stand there fiddling with hooks, catches and zips while he took off shirt, socks and pants. No, however much she wanted David, she would have to tell him it was a mistake and ask him to go! As she leant forward on the furniture, racked by confusion, she suddenly felt two strong hands on her hips. She was gently but firmly turned round and the sweet smell of male cologne filled her senses as he pulled her towards him and clamped his mouth onto hers in a hard crushing kiss. At first she resisted but then, driven by some unconscious force, she yielded, returning the passion of his kiss and letting his searching tongue explore between her lips deep into her mouth. She held him tightly, feeling his firm hands on her back, pulling her into him. Cathy wanted to stay like that forever. Reluctantly she tore her mouth away and tried to pull back from him but his hands took her shoulders in a powerful grip, keeping her close as his brown eyes searched her face intently. “Cathy, what’s wrong?” “Er … nothing. Nothing’s wrong. Nothing at all.” “Don’t be silly! I could see you getting the glasses, or rather not getting them. You looked as if you were having heart failure, so tell me, what’s the matter.” Her mouth suddenly dry, Cathy stood still, incapable of speech or movement. She could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment and couldn’t raise her head to look him in the eyes. Suddenly the dam burst and with tears streaming down her face, she threw herself in his arms. “David, David, oh David! It’s so awful! I’m so stupid! We shouldn’t be here like this,” she cried into his chest, making a wet patch on his shirt. Her whole body was shaking with her uncontrollable sobbing. Steering her gently, David guided her to the bed and sat down, pulling her down beside him. He just waited, with his arm round her shoulder, until the storm began to subside. She felt like a naughty schoolgirl who had just been found out in some terrible sin. Finally, he said quietly, “Well! I’ve had many reactions from women when I’ve gone into their bedroom but no-one has burst out crying before!” Despite herself, Cathy couldn’t suppress a slight giggle. How like her ‘big brother’ to find the right words to comfort her. She snuggled in closer to him wanting to be a little girl protected by her big, strong friend. “Listen to me, David,” she finally plucked up the courage to say. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have … I … I think I got you here on false pretences, I mean ….” “You mean all evening, until you opened your door, you wanted to make love with me but now you’ve gone right off the idea and wish I wasn’t here.” “Yes, I mean, no, I mean …. I’m confused. I mean I’ve never done this before.” “What? You mean you’ve never enticed a poor male into your bedroom and suddenly found he repulsed you so much you couldn’t dream of him touching you?” The mocking tone made Cathy feel so small and childlike. “No, I haven’t, I mean… I’ve never had a man in my bedroom before. No, that’s not right … well, I suppose it is.” Burbling incoherently and mortified with shame, Cathy knew her clammy hands were shaking terribly. “You see … it’s like this … it’s … I’ve never made love with anyone. I … I’m a … I’m a … virgin,” she finally managed to force out in a whisper. There was a long pause. Cathy waited for David to burst out in anger, tell her she was a stupid girl to lead him on and storm out. Instead, he shifted her position on the bed so her back was leaning against his chest and linked his arms round her waist, resting his clasped hands at the base of her belly. He spoke softly in her ear. “Dear, dear Cathy. I’m so sorry; I never imagined … I mean it never crossed my mind. Beautiful, sexy Cathy – I just assumed you had a string of conquests behind you. Hot, passionate sex and a heap of heartbroken, abandoned lovers.” She could feel the warmth of his hands between her thighs through the thin material of her skirt. Desire and embarrassment fought a battle inside her. “Oh believe me, David, I’ve wanted, dreamed of that but… but it never seemed possible. You see, it’s only in the last few years I’ve found any confidence in myself and, anyway, living at home until last year, there wasn’t really any opportunity. Well, not apart from a gymnastic session in the back of a car. I would have hated that, especially the first time. I’ve always imagined that it would be so special… so memorable.” David stayed silent, just holding her more tightly, willing her to unburden herself. “Until I met you, I’ve never felt passionate about a man. Sure, the physical gropings were nice but, sort of, like picking up the tab for something… I don’t know. I’ve fantasised about you for months, dreamt of being with you like this and now…” “Cathy, don’t punish yourself.” David was fighting to put her best interests before his own physical desires. “We need to take things slower, let you get comfortable about it all. “I’ll leave you now but at least we know now what we both want. We’ll get there when you’re ready.” “No, David! Please don’t go!” Cathy almost shouted as she felt her desire build again in the arms of this attractive man, “Help me, please. I want it to be you…I want it to be now… I want you! I’m just shy. Be the one to teach me, show me how good it can be. It feels so right with you.” In the silence that followed Cathy felt him move. Through the thin fabric of her blouse she felt his hands lightly stroke her arms from shoulder to elbow. When teeth began gently nibbling her ear, a shiver ran through her whole body. As the mouth slid down and began planting butterfly kisses on the nape of her neck, she sighed and let herself fall back against his chest. “Like this?” he said as his hands moved to caress her stomach. She knew her guttural groan of submission had been understood when David deftly unbuttoned her blouse, slowly tugged the hem out from the waistband of her skirt and began drawing his fingers over her skin. The touch of his fingertips was soft and feathery as he caressed her stomach. He moved upwards tracing the sides of her breasts through the soft silk of her bra. There was a feeling of loss as the hands were taken away. But this was only to slide her flimsy blouse off her shoulders. Experienced fingers then unclipped her bra and eased it over her arms. Blushing as her naked breasts were exposed, Cathy was grateful she had her back to him, her body shielding the wanton sight of her hard, erect nipples from his eyes. Even this protection was stripped from her as he guided her down. She was stretched across the bed in languid surrender, her arms splayed wide; embarrassingly, yet excitingly, exposed to his gaze. The fingers returned tracing gossamer whorls on her abdomen that made her skin tingle and her breath come in short gasps. She felt his touch move slowly down to her waist, her hips, undoing the clasp at the side of her skirt. She heard the zip being opened. Sensing him tugging the hem of her skirt, she raised herself slightly to ease the smooth slide of the silky garment down her legs. She had surrendered to him, trusting this gentle, sexy man to lead her to nirvana. He moved to between her feet and the hands resumed their relentless descent. As they passed the waist of her panties and made contact with the flesh of her thighs, she sighed. He stroked her calves, her ankles, her toes before starting a thrilling journey up the inside of her thighs. It was all Cathy could do to stay still as every nerve ending in her body tingled. When his fingertips reached the warm, damp silk at the top of her legs, she moaned softly, involuntarily spreading her legs wider to accommodate the exciting invasion. Drawing a fingernail across the soft fabric, he gently probed her secret cleft. Cathy could feel the moisture seeping from her swollen vagina and, when the persistent fingers eased under the fabric to lightly kiss her secret lips, a bolt of electricity sparked through her. “Oh, David,” she gasped. “God, you’re so wet,” she heard a vague, faraway voice say. Cathy reddened wondering what he must be thinking of her. He had hardly touched her and already her juices were flowing like a river. She didn’t care if he thought her a slut. She was too much in thrall to the arousal he was creating at the base of her belly to worry, just wanting more of this attention that was so new to her. As his fingers continued to delicately explore her virgin opening, she closed her eyes, almost giddy from the waves of pure pleasure that were washing over her. His hands moved to her waist and, as he began tugging on the sides of her panties, she eased her bottom off the bed to let him slide them over her hips. The silk gone, her last protection, she felt a sudden coolness of air on the moist heat of her pouting sex. Cathy spread her shaking thighs wider, yearning the return of his tantalising touch. For what seemed an eternity, but was probably only a few seconds, nothing happened. She was panicking, feeling abandoned. He didn’t want her! Humbled, she thought, “With all his experience of practised lovers, how could an ignorant novice like her excite him?” She looked up. David’s face was between her knees, her soaked panties clasped to his nose, his eyes drinking in the blatant display she was making of her swollen sex. Completely mortified, she tried to close her legs but his elbows pushed firmly against her knees, forcing her thighs even wider apart until she could feel her inner lips parting. Squirming, she willed him to stop his obsessive scrutiny of this secret part of her that no man had seen before, yet at the same time, with wanton abandon, hoping he continued the humiliating exposure. “Oh, David, don’t,” she pleaded, “No one’s looked at me there, please don’t. It’s embarrassing.” “Sshh! You’re more excited than when I was touching you. I can smell it! It’s turning you on.” Cathy went crimson and closed her eyes. He was right! The air was strong with the musky scent of her arousal, more powerful than any time when she had masturbated in the past. Although acutely, humiliatingly embarrassing, she couldn’t ignore the extreme excitement of the knowledge that she was totally exposed to him, letting him stare deep inside her body. The proof was the trickle of her juices between her bottom cheeks from her pulsing vagina. The fingers returned. Still gentle, he followed the contours he had been admiring so recently. With two fingers he traced down the engorged flesh of her inner lips then drew a fingernail back up inside the slippery cleft to just under the clitoris, sending tremors through her loins. Cathy’s senses were in frenzy. The heat in her crotch was almost unbearable. Her whole body felt oversensitive, the soft bedcover grating on her quaking shoulders, her rock hard nipples throbbing painfully The other hand sank into the soft hair of her mound, fingers gently pulling the thick black curls before pressing down on the pubic bone causing Cathy’s hips to rise up. She was almost delirious now, her breath coming in short rasping pants. The need for release was almost physical. “David, David, oh David! Please, I want you, now, I need you now!” He chuckled, “I don’t know. A while ago you were begging me to leave and now this. Are you really sure you know your own mind?” Before she could reply, he broke away and stood up. She opened her eyes and watched as he quickly unbuttoned and shook off his shirt, then shoes and socks followed. He undid his belt and, in what seemed a single movement, unzipped and slid pants and underwear down his legs and over his feet. As he straightened he noticed the astonished look on Cathy’s face. “What’s up? Seen a ghost?” “It’s just … I’ve never seen one before, I mean a man’s… penis. Well, not in that state and … not in the flesh,” she giggled nervously, eyes fixed on the large erection jutting proudly from David’s groin, wondering how her small vagina could possibly accommodate such a huge object. “Well, I hope you’re going to get much better acquainted soon,” he quipped as he moved back down to lie beside her. “Now put your hands above your head.” While she obeyed, feeling more exposed than ever, he began to nibble the lobe of her ear. Instantly the sexual tension began to mount in her again and she wondered lazily why the teeth on her ear were having such an effect between her legs. Then it was the crook of her shoulder, nuzzling and nipping, making all the fine downy hairs on her arms stand on end. As his mouth licked and kissed the firm mounds of her breasts, she shivered as the cool air touched the dampness his tongue had left on her skin. Her small dark aureoles were a mass of goose bumps and her already stiff nipples seemed to be about to explode. When he took one in his mouth, his teeth firmly holding it at the base while his tongue ran round the tip, her whole body was racked in a spasm of pleasure. The tongue traced down her breastbone setting off a series of detonations in her vagina. Past her navel, when he began licking the hairy covering of her mons, he reached over her to put his hands under her hips. Suddenly, his erect penis was pressing firmly against the flesh of her breast and Cathy was amazed at the incredible heat of it. She longed to touch it but didn’t dare move her hands from above her head She bent her knees to allow him to stroke the firm globes of her bottom. The embarrassment, the mild humiliation even, of her total exposure was arousing Cathy. She left her hands submissively above her head even though nothing prevented her from moving them and spread herself even wider open. David moved round on top of her, sliding down until his head rested between her thighs. When his tongue teased her engorged outer lips, her mind was dizzy with erotic sensations. Her pussy pulsed, sending darts of electricity to her straining nipples. As the tongue continued its wickedly slow invasion of her inner labia, Cathy felt she would explode if she didn’t climax soon. The tormenting stopped as David slithered his way up her body until he lay on top of her, his thighs pressed between hers and gripping her hands on the pillow above her head. Nothing had prepared Cathy for this feeling of willing helplessness. Trapped under a strong male body, she gasped as the head of David’s penis pushed against the open lips of her sex. She shivered in anticipation, yearning for the violation of her virgin body. “David, please, now… I want you inside me,” she whispered throatily. “Be patient, darling,” David’s voice was like warm treacle. “This may hurt a little at first but it will be all right. Trust me!” Oh God, she did trust him but her body was craving release. Slowly, so slowly she felt her pussy being invaded by David’s shaft. He gently moved in and out and Cathy could feel her inner lips sliding as they gripped his penis. Each time he moved deeper inside her until he stopped, pressed against her hymen. He raised himself to look piercingly at her. Looking deep in her soul, she thought. The words were like silk, “Are you really sure?” “For Christ’s sake, do it!” Cathy didn’t know where in her depths this crude urgency had come from. With one savage thrust, David broke through the thin membrane and rested embedded to the hilt in her slippery sheath. Cathy screamed with the sudden pain and lay rigid for a while until the sharp pangs subsided. As David began to move inside her pussy, warmth began to spread through Cathy’s entire body. The penis inside her began to move with more urgency until it was pounding her virgin passage and she could feel David’s balls slapping her buttocks on each stroke. Sensation followed sensation as Cathy grunted and mewed. Her pussy was so full and her body quivered under the onslaught. The shuddering gained intensity as Cathy gasped for breath. She had never experienced such reactions in her body as the penis inside her drove her over the edge. As a series of quite exquisite and powerful orgasms racked her entirely, Cathy screamed, “Yes…Oh, yes…oooh, yeeess!” before losing consciousness. It was only for a few seconds as, when she came round, David was still thrusting into her urgently. The intensity quickly brought her back to the brink, as she gasped, “David, cum in me. It’s safe.” David arched his back and, driving into her a final time, made them both explode in violent orgasm. Both panting, they lay in the afterglow for a long time. Cathy clung tightly to David, desperate to hold on to the powerful maleness that had taken her to extremes she never knew existed. Finally, they regained the power of speech. “Thank you, David, that was incredible, beyond all my imaginings!” “My, oh my, your mom did bring you up well! That’s the first time I’ve been thanked for doing what comes naturally!” Cathy kissed him and laughed, “You know what I mean. I don’t know if it will ever feel so good again, but that was an experience I’ll never forget for all my life. I’m just so glad it was here and now… with you.” For the first time, she tentatively moved her hand down and took hold of David’s flaccid cock, marvelling how the hard rod of flesh that had filled her was now so soft and delicate. Feeling bolder, she cradled his dangling balls in her palm and was amazed by the texture of the skin of his sac, the pliant firmness of his balls. Her fingers were sending an urgent message to her loins and her breathing became shallow. As she toyed with his balls, she felt them tighten and the cock in her hand stirred into life. The sexual power was intoxicating and, when Cathy heard David groan with pleasure, a small climax rippled through her body. “David,” she breathed huskily, “I’m greedy. I need to feel you inside again.” They made love twice more that night. Gentle, passionate love that drained them until, exhausted, they fell asleep in each other’s arms. Hours later, Cathy lay in a lethargic state, only half awake, as she luxuriated in the events of the previous night. The slight, almost pleasurable, soreness between her legs confirmed she hadn’t imagined her delicious deflowering. Just thinking about it was making her wet and her hand slid between her thighs, stroking her swelling sex lips. She was becoming insatiable. She wanted, no needed him again! Cathy stretched a hand across the bed to touch him and suddenly sat bolt upright, fully awake now. She looked at the other half of the bed. It was empty, just the dishevelled sheets bearing witness to the man who been sleeping there a short time earlier. Cathy “The bastard,” she thought. “In spite of all his fine words, I was just an easy lay, another virgin scalp to notch on his belt. How could I have been so stupid?” Looking round in anger and panic, she didn’t notice for a few moments the sheet of paper resting in the hollow made by his head in the pillow. She unfolded the page of hotel notepaper. “Cathy, It was wonderful, you were wonderful, we were wonderful. Sorry to abandon you but there are some things I have to do. You looked far too peaceful to wake up, so I let you sleep on. Take your time, don’t rush and I’ll see you this afternoon. David” Cathy didn’t know what to think. She reread the note several times, trying to decide whether it was saying, “Thank you and goodbye,” or hinting that last night had been just a beginning. There was no question about what she wanted the answer to be. Clambering out of bed she noticed, with a pang of embarrassment, the stains on the crumpled sheets together with a couple of spots of dried blood. As her hand slid down between her legs she told herself not to be ashamed. The bed bore the proud evidence of her glorious, ecstatic passage into womanhood. She was already aware of some of the changes. After last night, she knew that two fingers deep in her slippery pussy were no match for the wonderful feeling of being filled by a rampant, thick penis. She took a leisurely bath, dressed slowly and gathered her things together. Standing at the doorway, she took a final glance at the hotel room that would be etched forever in her happy memories. She walked away, down the corridor, already beginning to worry about what the afternoon held in store. To be continued Cathy Cathy was a good Catholic virgin when we met. When we parted, she was still Catholic, at least on the surface. We met on a blind date arranged by mutual friends, Cliff and Sara. The four of us went to a drive in movie. I have no idea what was playing on the screen, but I remember well what was playing in the back seat of Cliff's Chevy. From the moment Cathy and I met, we both felt some sort of chemical attraction. Within minutes of parking at the drive in, we were making out passionately. That evening, I made it to "third base" with Cathy, but she wouldn't go any further, especially with Cliff and Sara so nearby. Her hesitancy to get naked with other people nearby was a phobia that didn't last very long. After our first evening together, Cathy and I saw each other quite frequently. It was quite a drive from my apartment in White Plains, NY to her parent's house in Croton-on-Hudson, but she turned me on so much that I hardly noticed the drive time. When we got together we had the obligatory "conversation" while her parents were around, but both of us hungered for our moments alone with each other. On our third evening together, Cathy went down on me and sucked my cock. She had never done this before and was rather clumsy at first, but that didn't stop her from bring me to a climax. Surprisingly, she swallowed every drop and seemed to love it. Little did I know how much she would come to love the taste of cum. Within a week of our first evening, we were naked in her bed, and her virginity had become a memory. As we lay in bed after our first fuck, she looked at me and said, "Where has that been all my life?" From that night forward, Cathy became insatiable. We had sex almost every night, frequently twice. I was young then, and I could handle it much better. We fucked in her bed, in my car, outside, standing up and sitting down. And when we weren't fucking, she was sucking my cock until I came in her mouth. Often, as we were fucking, she would smile at me and say, "Don't cum yet, I want to suck Ding." Ding was her name for my dong. Ding dong, suck my dick. She loved it, and so did I. Once while paddling around on a nearby lake, Cathy knelt on the bottom of the canoe and sucked me to a climax. We learned from her brother and sister later that we had an audience for this particular escapade; them. At first, Cathy flushed with embarrassment when her brother asked me how I liked getting blown in a canoe; but when her brother just laughed, Cathy started to realize that her sexual energy was nothing to be ashamed of. Her Catholic guilt training was quite deeply rooted; but her love of sex was becoming even stronger. Unfortunately, about two months after meeting Cathy, I was offered a great job in Cleveland, Ohio. As I prepared to leave, she decided she would follow me to Cleveland in a few weeks. By the time she finally moved to Cleveland, we had been apart several months rather than just weeks, and we were desperate for each other's bodies. When I picked her up at the airport, she had my cock in her mouth before my car made it out of the parking lot. The attendant who collected the parking fees smiled broadly as he saw her head bobbing up and down in my lap. As soon as she sucked me dry, she lay back in her seat and pulled her dress up to show me what she was wearing beneath it. Absolutely nothing. As we drove up Interstate 71 into downtown Cleveland, she told me she had masturbated three times on the flight from LaGuardia to Cleveland's Hopkins airport. The first two times, she went to the bathroom to masturbate. The third time, she took advantage of the empty seat between her and the middle-aged male passenger on the isle. She put the blanket over lap, pulled up her dress and frigged herself to a climax while pretending to sleep. She kept her eyes shut, so she couldn't tell whether her neighbor saw her playing with her self; but that added to her excitement. As she was telling me about this, she started fingering her pussy and rubbing her titties. We made the turn onto I-90 and headed towards Cleveland Heights (for those of you who know Cleveland, I was an East-sider), and Cathy was writhing with her fourth orgasm since leaving NY, and her first in Ohio. It wasn't her last. On her second night in town, we went to a party at a friend's house. I had only met Jim a few weeks ago, but we had become good buddies quite quickly. I had told him about Cathy and he wanted to meet her, so he timed his party for her arrival. He told her it was in her honor, but to be truthful, he just loved to have parties. Several people were dancing to the music on the radio, and Cathy and I started dancing, too. As we danced to a slow number, I put one hand on her buns and the other on her boobs, and I started squeezing and stroking her. Her tits were super sensitive, and she was soon French kissing me on the dance floor. As the song ended, she said, "I want to suck Ding. I want to feel you cum in my mouth, and I can't wait for long." "Do you want to leave the party?" I asked her. "No," she replied, "I just want to taste your cum. Can we find a bedroom?" Now when a sexy woman tells me she wants to suck my cock, my rational brain takes a vacation, and my "Penis consciousness" takes over. Without even thinking, I took her hand and lead her to Jim's bedroom where I lay back on his bed and let her unzip me. Seconds later, she was sucking and licking me. She had become quite adept at teasing me, and she started by gently tickling my balls and lightly licking the crease from my ass to my sack, then blowing and sucking on my balls. She played with Ding, and soon had the pre-cum oozing from its tip. I was lost in ecstasy when the door opened and Jim walked in. He stopped in is tracks when he saw Cathy and me. He didn't say anything, but looked at me with a question in his eyes. I just smiled back at him and shrugged. Cathy had her back to Jim and didn't hear or see him enter, so she kept on sucking like there was no tomorrow. Jim looked at me and smiled as he softly walked up beside us and sat on the bed next to me where he was directly in Cathy's line of sight. Cathy couldn't miss him, but her eyes were closed as she sucked and kissed and played with her favorite toy. As if in a dream, she slowly opened her eyes, saw Jim and froze. Her mouth was wrapped around Ding, but she stopped bobbing and looked Jim square in the eye. Then, without loosing eye contact, she started in again, sliding my cock deeply into her mouth and back out again. Up and down, in and out. Nobody said a word while Cathy and Jim locked eyes. I watched in fascination as Jim and Cathy stared at each other while Cathy's head moved rhythmically, like a slowly rotating piston up and down on my cock. At first, Jim simply stared and smiled in appreciation, then he gradually moved his hand to his crotch and started stroking himself. Without loosing eye contact with Cathy, Jim unzipped his fly, pulled out his already hard cock and started stroking it up and down. Cathy's right hand snaked across Jim's bed, up his leg and wrapped itself around Jim's hand, helping him stroke himself. Her left hand was still working on my cock and balls but her right hand was soon exploring Jim's balls. Seeing quickly where this was leading, Jim unbuckled his pants and slipped them off, then lay back next to me. Cathy's gaze returned to me and I could see the question in her eyes. "Is this OK with you?" she seemed to be asking. As I smiled at her and nodded my head, I could sense both her relief and her excitement. She continued to look at me as she moved her head from my cock to Jim's and started sucking him. It was as if she was checking to see how I would react. When she was sure I was OK with her boldness, she let go eye contact and started sucking Jim in earnest. I watched for awhile, and then my penis consciousness had an idea. I got up off the bed, moved behind Cathy and started stroking her buns again. She was wearing a short but tight fitting skirt that did little to hide her charms. I couldn't see a panty line, and as my strokes progressed, I lifted her skirt and learned why I couldn't find a panty line. No panties. Easy access. The next step was obvious. As I slid my pecker into her very moist pussy, Cathy wiggled her butt in appreciation. This was a new first for her, two men at the same time, but she was a quick learner. It wasn't long before Jim came and Cathy vacuumed him dry. Then she turned around and inhaled Ding once again, and quickly extracted another load of cum from me. Jim was still recovering on his bed when Cathy finished me off, then stood up and said, "Wow! That was a trip! I've never done that before, but I have a hunch I'm going to like Cleveland." "Welcome to Cleveland, Cathy," Jim said as he pulled his pants on. "You're everything Bob said you were and more." Cathy smiled at both of us as she stood before the mirror in Jim's room checking her self out. She brushed her hair, then turned to me and asked, "I'm feeling really sexy. Do you mind if I flash my boobies to some of the other guys here?" Before I could respond, she had unbuttoned three buttons on her blouse so that her bra-encased 36C boobs were quite evident. "Do you think I should loose the bra?" she asked. Still in my penis consciousness, all I could do was smile and nod affirmatively. Without taking her blouse off, she somehow extracted her bra and tossed it to me. "Throw that away. I'm feeling liberated," she said, her cleavage now impossible to miss. Most of her breasts were visible, and as she bounced around, I could even see flashes of her nipples. Cathy was ready to party. In a flash (so to speak), she was back in Jim's living room dancing up a storm with somebody I had never seen before. I sat on the couch and recharged my batteries while Cathy teased her new dance partner. Apparently penis consciousness is highly contagious and Cathy was a carrier, because the guy she was dancing with was unable to remove his eyes from her tits, and was sporting a stiffy that made him look like he had stuffed a zucchini in his pants. He was still stiff and speechless when Jim returned from his bedroom and cut in to dance with her. They danced a slow number and Cathy pulled Jim's head to her face and kissed him full on the mouth. I could see her tongue snaking into Jim's mouth so deeply that it seemed to emerge in his crotch. Or maybe that was just his cock getting hard again. There were about a dozen other people at the party with the guys outnumbering the girls by about a 3:2 margin. And it wasn't long before another one of them cut in on Jim and asked Cathy to dance. They danced a couple fast numbers and Cathy's boobs started to bounce free of her blouse. She made no attempt to hide them as her blouse got looser and looser. Soon, a couple more buttons had come somehow undone and her boobs were almost fully visible. When a slow song came on, her boobs disappeared into the chest of the guy she was dancing with. And then another fast song would come on and her boobs returned like the swallows to Capistrano. The other women were mostly with dates, and after about an hour of dancing, they had all left. Only Cathy remained with me, Jim and four other guys whose names I never did learn. As they took turns dancing with Cathy, they started to cop feels of her breasts and buns. At first, they were just quick feels; but when Cathy didn't object, the feel-ups got longer and bolder. Her blouse was now fully unbuttoned, and her skirt was bunched up on her hips exposing the base of her buns. In the middle of a fast song, Cathy's blouse reached separation velocity and parted from her body, drifting across the room and landing on an end-table next to couch. Topless seems to invite bottomless, and one of the guys who was stroking her buns in a slow number reached down and pulled up her skirt above her waist, exposing her bare buns and cleanly shaven pussy to the rest of the room. Cathy put her hand to her waist and unsnapped something, and her skirt dropped to the floor. She was now naked in a room with six other guys, and she wasn't about to let this opportunity slide by. And neither was anybody else. She unbuckled the belt of her dance partner, unzipped his pants and pulled his pants and under shorts down to his knees. Then she dropped to her knees in the middle of the room and started sucking this guy off in front of all of us. He lasted only a few seconds before he started spurting. Cathy pulled her head back and aimed his cock into her mouth so everyone could see him cum. A couple spurts missed and landed on her face and neck, but she ignored them as she looked around the room at the other guys. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wanted, and in a heartbeat, the other three guys were lined up in front of her, naked from the waist down. She sucked each of them dry, taking their loads in her mouth while the Jim and I watched. One of the guys wanted to fuck her, but she stopped him and said to the assembled penis heads, "Ring a ding, ding, don't push a good thing. Thanks for the fun, but now I want to take Bob home and fuck his brains out. Maybe we can do this again sometime." Then she calmly excused herself and went to the bathroom to cleanup. Several minutes later, she emerged fully dressed. She kissed Jim goodbye, then pulled me to my feet and back to our car. Needless to say, I was quite exhausted the next day. And that was how Cleveland met Cathy. Now I could end this story here, but that wouldn't be fair to Cathy. Over the ensuing months, she became a legend on Cleveland's East side. We got invited to lots of parties, and Cathy emptied lots of cocks. We went to a bachelor party where Cathy stripped naked and fucked the groom in front of everyone else. Then she handed me her clothes and she walked out of the groom's apartment, down the elevator, out the lobby and into our car stark naked. We rode all the way back to our apartment before she slipped her dress back on. There were lots of other wild parties. Our sex life was amazing and exhausting; but the rest of our personal lives together was in trouble. We were so busy fucking and sucking that we had never developed the skills of problem solving and conflict resolution. After she had been in Cleveland for about eight months, she tried to get a job with the phone company as a telephone operator, but flunked the test. Cathy was not a stupid woman, but somehow, I allowed myself to get judgmental and thought that someone who couldn't pass the test to be a telephone operator wasn't worthy of a hot shot computer jock like me. Judgment is death for relationships, and I broke up with her. Stupid me. She moved out to her own apartment, and we crossed paths every now and then. Her legend as the lolly pop by the lake continued to grow, but I wasn't getting any of it any more. I missed her and tried to reconcile, but she wouldn't take me back. Then one evening, we bumped into each other at a local pub, and she looked strangely different. She had a glow about her that I had never seen (or at least noticed) before. When we talked, I realized quickly that something profound had happened to her. She told me about a trip she had just returned from. She went back to New York for a concert. It was on a big farm north of New York City. Lots of great bands, drugs and hundreds of thousands of people. She told me she had fucked or sucked over 100 people in the three days she was there, but that wasn't the high point for her. Something had happened inside her. She now saw life and the world in a way she could never explain to me. She said it was as if she was a virgin and had just discovered spiritual sex. It was an awakening of her soul and an opening of her spirit. She had been transformed by Woodstock. I never saw Cathy after that evening many years ago; but I miss her sometimes and hope she is well. Cathy Cathy was a good Catholic virgin when we met. When we parted, she was still Catholic, at least on the surface. We met on a blind date arranged by mutual friends, Cliff and Sara. The four of us went to a drive in movie. I have no idea what was playing on the screen, but I remember well what was playing in the back seat of Cliff's Chevy. From the moment Cathy and I met, we both felt some sort of chemical attraction. Within minutes of parking at the drive in, we were making out passionately. That evening, I made it to "third base" with Cathy, but she wouldn't go any further, especially with Cliff and Sara so nearby. Her hesitancy to get naked with other people nearby was a phobia that didn't last very long. After our first evening together, Cathy and I saw each other quite frequently. It was quite a drive from my apartment in White Plains, NY to her parent's house in Croton-on-Hudson, but she turned me on so much that I hardly noticed the drive time. When we got together we had the obligatory "conversation" while her parents were around, but both of us hungered for our moments alone with each other. On our third evening together, Cathy went down on me and sucked my cock. She had never done this before and was rather clumsy at first, but that didn't stop her from bring me to a climax. Surprisingly, she swallowed every drop and seemed to love it. Little did I know how much she would come to love the taste of cum. Within a week of our first evening, we were naked in her bed, and her virginity had become a memory. As we lay in bed after our first fuck, she looked at me and said, "Where has that been all my life?" From that night forward, Cathy became insatiable. We had sex almost every night, frequently twice. I was young then, and I could handle it much better. We fucked in her bed, in my car, outside, standing up and sitting down. And when we weren't fucking, she was sucking my cock until I came in her mouth. Often, as we were fucking, she would smile at me and say, "Don't cum yet, I want to suck Ding." Ding was her name for my dong. Ding dong, suck my dick. She loved it, and so did I. Once while paddling around on a nearby lake, Cathy knelt on the bottom of the canoe and sucked me to a climax. We learned from her brother and sister later that we had an audience for this particular escapade; them. At first, Cathy flushed with embarrassment when her brother asked me how I liked getting blown in a canoe; but when her brother just laughed, Cathy started to realize that her sexual energy was nothing to be ashamed of. Her Catholic guilt training was quite deeply rooted; but her love of sex was becoming even stronger. Unfortunately, about two months after meeting Cathy, I was offered a great job in Cleveland, Ohio. As I prepared to leave, she decided she would follow me to Cleveland in a few weeks. By the time she finally moved to Cleveland, we had been apart several months rather than just weeks, and we were desperate for each other's bodies. When I picked her up at the airport, she had my cock in her mouth before my car made it out of the parking lot. The attendant who collected the parking fees smiled broadly as he saw her head bobbing up and down in my lap. As soon as she sucked me dry, she lay back in her seat and pulled her dress up to show me what she was wearing beneath it. Absolutely nothing. As we drove up Interstate 71 into downtown Cleveland, she told me she had masturbated three times on the flight from LaGuardia to Cleveland's Hopkins airport. The first two times, she went to the bathroom to masturbate. The third time, she took advantage of the empty seat between her and the middle-aged male passenger on the isle. She put the blanket over lap, pulled up her dress and frigged herself to a climax while pretending to sleep. She kept her eyes shut, so she couldn't tell whether her neighbor saw her playing with her self; but that added to her excitement. As she was telling me about this, she started fingering her pussy and rubbing her titties. We made the turn onto I-90 and headed towards Cleveland Heights (for those of you who know Cleveland, I was an East-sider), and Cathy was writhing with her fourth orgasm since leaving NY, and her first in Ohio. It wasn't her last. On her second night in town, we went to a party at a friend's house. I had only met Jim a few weeks ago, but we had become good buddies quite quickly. I had told him about Cathy and he wanted to meet her, so he timed his party for her arrival. He told her it was in her honor, but to be truthful, he just loved to have parties. Several people were dancing to the music on the radio, and Cathy and I started dancing, too. As we danced to a slow number, I put one hand on her buns and the other on her boobs, and I started squeezing and stroking her. Her tits were super sensitive, and she was soon French kissing me on the dance floor. As the song ended, she said, "I want to suck Ding. I want to feel you cum in my mouth, and I can't wait for long." "Do you want to leave the party?" I asked her. "No," she replied, "I just want to taste your cum. Can we find a bedroom?" Now when a sexy woman tells me she wants to suck my cock, my rational brain takes a vacation, and my "Penis consciousness" takes over. Without even thinking, I took her hand and lead her to Jim's bedroom where I lay back on his bed and let her unzip me. Seconds later, she was sucking and licking me. She had become quite adept at teasing me, and she started by gently tickling my balls and lightly licking the crease from my ass to my sack, then blowing and sucking on my balls. She played with Ding, and soon had the pre-cum oozing from its tip. I was lost in ecstasy when the door opened and Jim walked in. He stopped in is tracks when he saw Cathy and me. He didn't say anything, but looked at me with a question in his eyes. I just smiled back at him and shrugged. Cathy had her back to Jim and didn't hear or see him enter, so she kept on sucking like there was no tomorrow. Jim looked at me and smiled as he softly walked up beside us and sat on the bed next to me where he was directly in Cathy's line of sight. Cathy couldn't miss him, but her eyes were closed as she sucked and kissed and played with her favorite toy. As if in a dream, she slowly opened her eyes, saw Jim and froze. Her mouth was wrapped around Ding, but she stopped bobbing and looked Jim square in the eye. Then, without loosing eye contact, she started in again, sliding my cock deeply into her mouth and back out again. Up and down, in and out. Nobody said a word while Cathy and Jim locked eyes. I watched in fascination as Jim and Cathy stared at each other while Cathy's head moved rhythmically, like a slowly rotating piston up and down on my cock. At first, Jim simply stared and smiled in appreciation, then he gradually moved his hand to his crotch and started stroking himself. Without loosing eye contact with Cathy, Jim unzipped his fly, pulled out his already hard cock and started stroking it up and down. Cathy's right hand snaked across Jim's bed, up his leg and wrapped itself around Jim's hand, helping him stroke himself. Her left hand was still working on my cock and balls but her right hand was soon exploring Jim's balls. Seeing quickly where this was leading, Jim unbuckled his pants and slipped them off, then lay back next to me. Cathy's gaze returned to me and I could see the question in her eyes. "Is this OK with you?" she seemed to be asking. As I smiled at her and nodded my head, I could sense both her relief and her excitement. She continued to look at me as she moved her head from my cock to Jim's and started sucking him. It was as if she was checking to see how I would react. When she was sure I was OK with her boldness, she let go eye contact and started sucking Jim in earnest. I watched for awhile, and then my penis consciousness had an idea. I got up off the bed, moved behind Cathy and started stroking her buns again. She was wearing a short but tight fitting skirt that did little to hide her charms. I couldn't see a panty line, and as my strokes progressed, I lifted her skirt and learned why I couldn't find a panty line. No panties. Easy access. The next step was obvious. As I slid my pecker into her very moist pussy, Cathy wiggled her butt in appreciation. This was a new first for her, two men at the same time, but she was a quick learner. It wasn't long before Jim came and Cathy vacuumed him dry. Then she turned around and inhaled Ding once again, and quickly extracted another load of cum from me. Jim was still recovering on his bed when Cathy finished me off, then stood up and said, "Wow! That was a trip! I've never done that before, but I have a hunch I'm going to like Cleveland." "Welcome to Cleveland, Cathy," Jim said as he pulled his pants on. "You're everything Bob said you were and more." Cathy smiled at both of us as she stood before the mirror in Jim's room checking her self out. She brushed her hair, then turned to me and asked, "I'm feeling really sexy. Do you mind if I flash my boobies to some of the other guys here?" Before I could respond, she had unbuttoned three buttons on her blouse so that her bra-encased 36C boobs were quite evident. "Do you think I should loose the bra?" she asked. Still in my penis consciousness, all I could do was smile and nod affirmatively. Without taking her blouse off, she somehow extracted her bra and tossed it to me. "Throw that away. I'm feeling liberated," she said, her cleavage now impossible to miss. Most of her breasts were visible, and as she bounced around, I could even see flashes of her nipples. Cathy was ready to party. In a flash (so to speak), she was back in Jim's living room dancing up a storm with somebody I had never seen before. I sat on the couch and recharged my batteries while Cathy teased her new dance partner. Apparently penis consciousness is highly contagious and Cathy was a carrier, because the guy she was dancing with was unable to remove his eyes from her tits, and was sporting a stiffy that made him look like he had stuffed a zucchini in his pants. He was still stiff and speechless when Jim returned from his bedroom and cut in to dance with her. They danced a slow number and Cathy pulled Jim's head to her face and kissed him full on the mouth. I could see her tongue snaking into Jim's mouth so deeply that it seemed to emerge in his crotch. Or maybe that was just his cock getting hard again. There were about a dozen other people at the party with the guys outnumbering the girls by about a 3:2 margin. And it wasn't long before another one of them cut in on Jim and asked Cathy to dance. They danced a couple fast numbers and Cathy's boobs started to bounce free of her blouse. She made no attempt to hide them as her blouse got looser and looser. Soon, a couple more buttons had come somehow undone and her boobs were almost fully visible. When a slow song came on, her boobs disappeared into the chest of the guy she was dancing with. And then another fast song would come on and her boobs returned like the swallows to Capistrano. The other women were mostly with dates, and after about an hour of dancing, they had all left. Only Cathy remained with me, Jim and four other guys whose names I never did learn. As they took turns dancing with Cathy, they started to cop feels of her breasts and buns. At first, they were just quick feels; but when Cathy didn't object, the feel-ups got longer and bolder. Her blouse was now fully unbuttoned, and her skirt was bunched up on her hips exposing the base of her buns. In the middle of a fast song, Cathy's blouse reached separation velocity and parted from her body, drifting across the room and landing on an end-table next to couch. Topless seems to invite bottomless, and one of the guys who was stroking her buns in a slow number reached down and pulled up her skirt above her waist, exposing her bare buns and cleanly shaven pussy to the rest of the room. Cathy put her hand to her waist and unsnapped something, and her skirt dropped to the floor. She was now naked in a room with six other guys, and she wasn't about to let this opportunity slide by. And neither was anybody else. She unbuckled the belt of her dance partner, unzipped his pants and pulled his pants and under shorts down to his knees. Then she dropped to her knees in the middle of the room and started sucking this guy off in front of all of us. He lasted only a few seconds before he started spurting. Cathy pulled her head back and aimed his cock into her mouth so everyone could see him cum. A couple spurts missed and landed on her face and neck, but she ignored them as she looked around the room at the other guys. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wanted, and in a heartbeat, the other three guys were lined up in front of her, naked from the waist down. She sucked each of them dry, taking their loads in her mouth while the Jim and I watched. One of the guys wanted to fuck her, but she stopped him and said to the assembled penis heads, "Ring a ding, ding, don't push a good thing. Thanks for the fun, but now I want to take Bob home and fuck his brains out. Maybe we can do this again sometime." Then she calmly excused herself and went to the bathroom to cleanup. Several minutes later, she emerged fully dressed. She kissed Jim goodbye, then pulled me to my feet and back to our car. Needless to say, I was quite exhausted the next day. And that was how Cleveland met Cathy. Now I could end this story here, but that wouldn't be fair to Cathy. Over the ensuing months, she became a legend on Cleveland's East side. We got invited to lots of parties, and Cathy emptied lots of cocks. We went to a bachelor party where Cathy stripped naked and fucked the groom in front of everyone else. Then she handed me her clothes and she walked out of the groom's apartment, down the elevator, out the lobby and into our car stark naked. We rode all the way back to our apartment before she slipped her dress back on. There were lots of other wild parties. Our sex life was amazing and exhausting; but the rest of our personal lives together was in trouble. We were so busy fucking and sucking that we had never developed the skills of problem solving and conflict resolution. After she had been in Cleveland for about eight months, she tried to get a job with the phone company as a telephone operator, but flunked the test. Cathy was not a stupid woman, but somehow, I allowed myself to get judgmental and thought that someone who couldn't pass the test to be a telephone operator wasn't worthy of a hot shot computer jock like me. Judgment is death for relationships, and I broke up with her. Stupid me. She moved out to her own apartment, and we crossed paths every now and then. Her legend as the lolly pop by the lake continued to grow, but I wasn't getting any of it any more. I missed her and tried to reconcile, but she wouldn't take me back. Then one evening, we bumped into each other at a local pub, and she looked strangely different. She had a glow about her that I had never seen (or at least noticed) before. When we talked, I realized quickly that something profound had happened to her. She told me about a trip she had just returned from. She went back to New York for a concert. It was on a big farm north of New York City. Lots of great bands, drugs and hundreds of thousands of people. She told me she had fucked or sucked over 100 people in the three days she was there, but that wasn't the high point for her. Something had happened inside her. She now saw life and the world in a way she could never explain to me. She said it was as if she was a virgin and had just discovered spiritual sex. It was an awakening of her soul and an opening of her spirit. She had been transformed by Woodstock. I never saw Cathy after that evening many years ago; but I miss her sometimes and hope she is well.