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Cathie's Fantasy
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Fantasy One
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I was laying on
the couch, on my left side with my back to the backrest,
wearing faded blue jeans and a black T-shirt. Cathie was in front
of
me, with her back to me, with a loose, white T-shirt covering
her large
bare breasts. She was naked from the waist down and she was wiggling
her
big ass, enjoying the sensation of my hard, upright, denim-covered
cock
nestling between her naked ass cheeks. My left arm was trapped
under my
body but my right forearm was resting on her fleshy right hip
and the
fingers of my right hand were brushing through the black pubic
hair over
the slit of her cunt.
"Tell me a
fantasy," I said.
"Like what?"
she asked.
"Something
sexy," I said. "What's your favorite fantasy when you're
alone in bed at night, masturbating?"
Cathie shook her
head, causing her black, straight, shoulder length
pageboy hair to swing from side to side. I couldn't see her large,
deep brown eyes but I knew they showed alarm.
"Goss, I can't,"
she whispered.
I looked down at
the bulge of my cock showing through my jeans, half
hidden in the crack separating her round, fleshy buttocks. It
twitched.
I moved my hips a bit, causing my cock to slide up and down her
crack.
At the same time I allowed the fingers of my right hand to brush
up
and down between Cathie's thighs, the left edge of my forefinger
barely
grazing the lips of her cunt. She whimpered.
"Yes you can,"
I said into her right ear, feeling her whole body vibrate,
her naked bottom pushing back into my lap, her ass cheeks grasping
at
my cock.
Past the coffee
table in the immediate foreground, the television
muttered and flickered in the gloom of the living room. To the
right,
an easy chair fronted by a footrest loomed.
"What's your
absolute best fantasy?" I insisted. "The one that always
makes you come? Maybe I can make it come true."
"I don't think
so," she said, continuing to rub the skin of her ass
against the denim covering my slowly leaking cock. "You'd
be jealous."
"Really?"
I asked, perking up. "A fantasy is just a fantasy, we don't
have
to make it come true. Tell me about it and I promise I won't
be jealous.
Cross my heart."
While Cathie ruminated
on this I put my forefinger on her clitoris and
began a gentle circling motion. After awhile, I could feel body
heat
rising up into the palm of my hand and a sweet, viscous lubrication
building up in her cunt. I darted my finger inside her cunt for
a moment,
then resumed a wetter, smoother stroking of her clit. A sensual
muskiness
filled the air and I could hear Cathie breathing more heavily.
Into her right
ear I whispered, "I'm going to stick my cock up your ass."
In response, Cathie
moaned softly and pushed her bare bottom tightly
onto my cock. She was a sucker for dirty talk. I unzipped my
jeans and
painfully extricated my raging erection. With some shifting of
her hips
and legs, I managed to dip my cock into her amazingly hot, wet
cunt and
pumped it in and out a few times.
"Oh, Goss,
fuck me," she said into a pillow.
Pulling my hips
back, I managed to free myself from her cunt. Using my
right hand to guide it, I placed the tip of my circumcised cock
at the
spongy opening of her anus and pushed forward slowly until her
ass was
squeezing the head tightly.
"Tell me your
fantasy," I whispered. My right forefinger was still
massaging her clitoris. She was pushing her ass back at my cock,
trying
to get it inside her rectum while I was pulling back, allowing
only the
head to penetrate.
"It happens
right here in the living room," she said. "You bring
three
of your friends... three guys... home for supper and they sit
here on
the couch and you sit over on the chair."
As a reward, I
allow more of my cock to sink into Cathie's asshole,
then start slowly and gently fucking in and out of her body.
At the
same time, my finger is becoming more and more familiar with
her clit.
The sexy odor becomes stronger and her liquid cunt becomes hotter.
"I'm wearing
a white, see-through apron that covers my tits and my
thighs but there's nothing at the back but the bow where it's
tied,"
Cathie continued breathlessly. "While I'm serving them supper
on the
coffee table, all of them feel my bare bum. I can see you're
watching
but you don't say anything about them feeling me up."
"Yes, go on,"
I said, allowing my cock to slide up her ass to the root.
I began tickling the underside of her clitoris, which she seems
to like.
"You tell
me the supper isn't any good," said Cathie. "You tell
me I
have to have a spanking. You pull me over your lap so everyone
can see
my bare bum up in the air and you spank me...hard...for a long
time.
You spank me and spank me."
Cathie's last sentence
coincided with two deep thrusts of my cock,
in and out of her asshole. The month was July and I could feel
that I
was soaked in sweat. Looking at Cathie's back, I could see perspiration
droplets blossoming through her white T-shirt.
"Does it hurt?"
I asked softly, continuing to fuck her ass.
"Yesss,"
she answered. "It hurts and it burns and my bum is all red
and stinging. You just keep spanking me harder and harder until
my whole
rear feels like it's on fire."
"Then what
happens?" I asked.
"You push
me down onto the carpet on my stomach and all three of them
stand over me and masturbate until they all come all over my
ass and
back."
At this point I
had Cathie almost onto her stomach on the couch and I
was stroking in and out of her bottom with short, hard, angry
strokes.
"Did you like
that?" I asked "Did you like them coming all over you?"
"Yes, yes,"
she gasped.
"Then what
happens?" I wanted to know.
"Then one
of them decides he wants to fuck my bum," she said clearly.
"They all push me head first over the coffee table and the
one who wants
to fuck my bum gets behind me. He pushes his cock all the way
up my ass
the first time and he starts fucking me. And it hurts."
"Do you like
it?" I gasped, slightly out of breath.
"Yes. YES!"
she said, fucking her ass onto my cock.
"Then what?"
I whispered in her ear, my cock pistoning in her asshole.
I was very near to coming and I could feel Cathie was about to
explode
too.
"He fucks
me and he fucks me and he fucks me," she breathed in rhythm
with our own fucking. "He fucks my bum and he fucks my bum
and he fucks
my bum."
I'm sure my voice
cracked when I said, "Yes???"
"After the
first one comes in me, another one takes his place and he
decides to fuck my ass again."
"Mmmmppphhh,"
I said.
"Then the
second one comes in me and the third one fucks me up the bum."
"And you like
it," I prompted, about to come myself.
"Yes!"
Cathie cried out.
"You like
it," I said again.
"Yes, I like
it, I like it!" Cathie cried out. "All of them fucking
me
in my ass. I like it, I like it!"
I think I let go
first, but it was close. As my cock was gushing come
up her ass, suddenly her asshole clamped down hard on my cock,
squeezing
it tighter and tighter. I experienced spasm after spasm during
the time
her anal canal had an intense grip on my cock. Eventually Cathie
relaxed
and my cock lay, erect, like a wooden pole buried deep in her
bottom.
When I returned
to my senses, after minutes that seemed like eons,
I heard Cathie say, "Leave it up there, Goss. We'll watch
Jay Leno,
then I'll tell you another fantasy, a better one." |