I uncrossed Cathy’s legs and stood between them. I pulled her to me by her shoulders and unfastened her bra. It fell in her lap. When I reached for it, I pulled on her G-string.
“Take it off,” I said sternly.
Cathy’s smile widened. She slowly raised just enough to pull the thin elastic from between her butt cheeks. When she had the garment pulled over her butt cheeks, I took over. I lightly ran my finger over her inner thighs as I pulled the little garment down her legs and off of her.
“You’re making me shiver, Coochie Man,” she cooed. “Your touches make me crazy for you. How does he want his Little Kitten?” Her voice was sultry.
I knelt next to the bed. Cathy smiled; she was sure what I was up to. I pulled her gently by her legs to the edge of the bed. Cathy spread her arms to her sides and slowly opened her legs. As I started to lick her inner thighs lightly, Cathy inhaled sharply, her eyes closed, and she sighed a low moan.
“Oh yes, baby, yes. Make your Little Kitty purr,” she moaned.
I licked the insides of her thighs from her knees to her groin. Cathy groaned sadly when I didn’t lick her pussy. I licked her groin on her right side, then starting from her tight butt, I guided my tongue between her inner and outer pussy lips.
Cathy groaned at the sensations. She put her hands on my head, trying to guide my tongue to her pussy. I would let her get so far, then go back between her lips. Cathy whimpered when she didn’t get her way.
“Carl, please – oh God.”
I had slid my tongue from the bottom of her pussy to her clit. I stopped before I licked her clit. Instead, I slid my tongue in and out of her wet pussy. She shoved her pussy into my tongue and groaned out loud.
“Make me cum – oh yes, yes. Do that – do that – I’m cumming.”
Cathy’s pussy shot a long, hot stream of cum all over my face. When I started licking the cum from her pussy, she raised her hips, which shoved her pussy into my face. I kept licking her cum as fast as I could.
I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. Cathy released a long, low groan, then she inhaled and screamed, “Damn you – shove your cock in me – now I want your cock!”
I knelt between her legs. When she saw my throbbing cock aiming for her pussy, Cathy whimpered, then groaned, “Yes – shove it in me – cum in me.” Her voice was almost a growl.
I put her legs over my shoulders, pulled her onto my legs, and guided my cock to her waiting pussy. I leaned over Cathy and shoved my cock deep into her. My body crushed her clit, which made Cathy groan long and low.
“Pound me, Coochie Man. Pound your woman’s coochie until you fill it with your cum,” Cathy panted.
With those words crushing my brain, my cock gushed load after load of thick white cum deep into Cathy’s demanding pussy. Every time my cock slammed into her, my balls slapped her ass. That sensation sent another load of cum from my boiling balls into her inferno.
“I’m cumming again – oh God, Carl don’t stop – I’m cumming again – cum in me – damn your cock feels good – fill my pussy,” Cathy screamed.
I pounded Cathy until I was completely exhausted. She was shaking and panting, her legs wrapped around me, refusing to let my cock leave her. I had a firm grip on her tits, and Cathy’s tongue was searching for mine. We were trying to recover from our sex session.
My cock slowly snuck out of Cathy. I rolled by her side. We embraced and gently kissed. Our bodies were returning to the quiet state our passion had overridden. I held her close to me; her damp body felt sensual against mine.
“I can never live without you, Cathy. My world is wrapped around you, because you are my world. Never leave me, please never leave me,” I begged her.
“I can’t. I can’t leave this much love. Without you, my breathing stops, my heart stops, Carl. I don’t exist without you,” Cathy’s eyes glistened, and her expression was love.
I adjusted the pillows so we could rest our heads and straightened the covers as best as I could. Cathy lay next to me, her tits pushing against my body, her perfume still affecting my worn-out cock.
“Carl, what do you think Mickey would say if he knew what had happened to us? Even more, what do you think he would say about my ring?” Cathy giggled.
“He would probably say something crazy and then congratulate us. I think he knew Christmas Eve when we left, there was chemistry between us. I have a crazy feeling he knows. Mickey is a good judge of people.”
Cathy squeezed me. We fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.
The next morning, during our coffee, Cathy had a different smile on her face. She was up to something, that was for sure. She went to the kitchen to refill our mugs. When she returned, she began to weave her web.
“Lover Man, what will we do tomorrow after we’re married? I don’t have a wedding present for you. I wanted to get one, but I – oh wait! Can I use the car tomorrow? It isn’t much, but I think I have an idea for your wedding gift.” Her eyes sparkled.
“Kitten, I will have you forever. I don’t need anything else. You’re all I need, baby,” I said.
“Please, Carl, please! Oh, I know.” She got on all fours, turned her butt to me, and wiggled it.
“Do you think after seeing that I’m going to let you leave the house, Kitten?” I teased her.
“Carl! Don’t be a poop head, come on, please.” She lay next to me, looking up and smiling, and rubbing her tits against me.
“Okay, you win,” I submitted.
Cathy started to get out of bed, but I grabbed her by her hips. She fell on her back, giggling.
“What are you going to do-oh, oh. I know that look in your eyes. What does my Lover Man want?” Cathy stretched her legs out and then opened them a little.
I leaned over her and deeply kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and cooed, “You’re making Little Kitty purr, Lover Man.” We kissed again.
Cathy reached down and cupped my balls in her hand. She massaged them, then gently pulled them. Cathy pulled me down and kissed me while she wrapped her fingers around my growing cock.
“You know you drive me crazy, Kitten.” I was falling under her spell, again.
“Ummm,” she replied, “I think my Coochie Man has arrived.” She nipped my lower lip.
Cathy rolled onto her back and pulled me on top of her. She spread her soft legs and guided my cock into her warm pussy.
“Damn, you feel so good, woman. I love how your body feels against me, and having my cock inside of you is so wonderful,” I whispered as I kissed her neck.
“I love your cock in me, baby. He rubs me and massages my lips and inside. I love him deep inside of me.” Cathy raised her legs, and my cock slid deeper into her.
We lay there locked in our love. Our kisses became more passionate, our bodies became more demanding, and our minds’ only thoughts were to satisfy our carnal pleasures. I pushed her arms over her head, then began to fondle and suck her tits.
Cathy lay there moaning and moving her hips, which made her pussy rub against my cock head. I sucked and licked her firm nipples as I milked her warm tits. Cathy whimpered and squirmed under me. Her whimpering turned to moaning when my cock started to slide in and out of her.
“Carl, I’m not going to hold – oh, baby. What you’re doing to me – I’m gonna – oh damn.” Cathy’s pussy shot a stream of warm cum which soaked my cock and balls.
The way she responded to me was to make my balls boil. She was making me hotter by the minute. I pulled my cock out except for the head, I slammed it into her, and my balls exploded into her hot, wet pussy.
“God, Yes!” Cathy shouted as her pussy shot stream after stream of warm cum from deep inside her pussy.
My cock couldn’t stop filling her pussy with hot, thick cum. It felt like every time I shoved my cock into her, another stream of cum shot from my balls deep into her pussy. Any movement from either of us created a sexual explosion.
Cathy’s arms and legs dropped to the bed. I tried not to crush her by holding my weight on my elbows. She looked at me with dreamy eyes. Her face was flushed and damp, our lips met as she pulled me down on top of her.
We were exhausted but could not stop the sensual movements of our bodies.
“Damn, you’re a great lover, Cathy. I love the way your body feels against mine, the way we fit together, our lips meet perfectly,” I said, trying to catch my breath. “You win, you can take the car,” I panted.
“YIPPIE!” Cathy shouted and hopped out of bed.
She ran to the bathroom, combed her hair, fixed her makeup, and returned to our bed.
She kissed me quickly as she headed for the coat tree.
“Carl, thank you. I love you so much. I promise I will be back in about an hour. I will have my phone on, so you can call me if you want to. I love you,”
The door opened and closed. Cathy was on her mission.
I got up and created a couple of toaster waffles. I warmed the syrup. The deafening quiet in the house brought back the ghosts of last week when I was alone. Alone and facing another Horrible Holiday Season, I growled to myself.
I didn’t change the setting on the toaster, so my waffle was a partial sacrifice. More bad memories. I refilled my mug and tossed it in the microwave. My perfect bachelor breakfast: lukewarm coffee, a half-burned waffle, and warm syrup. Yuck.
I wandered around in the emptiness, but I did find my way to the bathroom. I adjusted the water and stepped in. Without Cathy, the shower was too big and empty. After my shower, I shaved.
I thought a good hot shave would bring my world back to normal. As I looked into the mirror to shave, I realized I was trying to shave the face of a miserably lonely man. I picked up my watch from the top of the toilet tank.
I wanted to see how much time was left in my prison. Cathy had been gone thirty-five minutes. Then I realized there was no guarantee that she would only be gone for an hour. So, I dressed and reheated what was left of the coffee.
I sat in the living room watching the news crawl along the bottom of the TV screen. It was moving faster than my watch. The TV must have hypnotized me because when I heard the kitchen door open, I jumped up and ran to Cathy.
“Carl, are you okay, baby? You look pale.” She put her small shopping bag down and held me.
“I’m fine, I honestly am. But I have to tell you, there is no doubt in my mind that I want my life with you. I’ve just spent an hour or so in hell without you, Catherine.” I embraced her and held her against me for a while.
“Carl, that is so sweet and tender. If I were to go anywhere, I swear I will be back in your arms. Never think I will leave you alone, my life is here with you.”
We kissed, and I could feel the warmth of her love return.
To be continued
