Catherine Ch. 31

"Your daughter sounds sweet," I hear from Catherine now. "And Sally has a nice voice too!" She follows with.

"Our daughter, Catherine, is the spitting image of her mother; looks, brains and talent, the whole package! I've wondered often what did I contribute to her; I've been way to much of a absent dad."

"Don't sell yourself short Swaggart!" I get from Catherine now. "That little girl will show you..., how much she has of you in her; stand back and watch! She'll make you more proud that you can imagine." All that as Catherine stares across the island at me.

"Thank you Catherine. So..., what brings you here?" Asking her.

"You were ignoring my phone calls and I want to know why?" She firmly shoots at me.

"I wasn't ignoring them, I was just putting them on hold," telling her.

"WHAT!" She comes back. Her frustration and anger, now turning to laughter where she's off the bar stool and coming around to get right in my face with her, "You were ignoring me and I don't like you..., ignoring, me!" I get.

"You smell good!" telling her.

"Don't change the subject!" I get back.

"And you're beautiful too and thanks for stopping bye and the coffee's good too," telling her tapping the cup on the island top.

"Fuck you!" I get back; along with her, "I missed you!" She says.

"Missed me?" my reply. "With what you told me about the, 'fun and games,' you had and all that; down and dirty hair letting down stuff' too; how would you have had time to miss me?"

"Bobby..., I did miss you! she says. "And I was..., very distracted at times; I'll admit. But.., it would have even more fun with you there -- my girl friend would have loved you!" She tells me.

"You're killing me girl..., and thats no lie!" Laughing at her.

While yalking to Erin and Sally, I wasn't paying that much attention to what Catherine was wearing when she came into the kitchen. It was her look and body language that got my attention. But with her coming around the island it's has my undivided attention. Her long sleeve white dress shirt I notice the sleeves turned back at the cuffs, top four buttons fully unbuttoned, the shirts hem covering a about six inches of her bare legs -- girl; you couldn't look more sexy; oh yes she can!

Her walking right up to stop in front of me with her, "Spread your knees," she tells me. And without a reply it's what I do lets Catherine step right between them. One arm now on my shoulder, the hand of the other arm against my forehead gets me tipping my head back, her face is right down to just inches of mine, "Don't you ever ignore me..., or there will be consequences to your...,"

My fingers finding a very obvious nipple bump in the shirt that I noticed as she stood in between my knees gets a very firm squeeze stopping her in mid threat.

"DAMN YOU!" I get, but she's not pulling away. instead it's her crushing her mouth down onto mine!

Both hands now working at undoing the rest of the shirt buttons -- surprised I can do it with her tongue almost down my throat! Slipping my hands inside the warmth of her skin would burn the hands of any other mortal man. But mine are sliding over her hips and around to firmly grab a generous hands full of gorgeous Catherine ass cheeks to pull her hard into me.

Catherine has that perfect ass men just drool over when they see it in motion. A flash back to the sight of her moving away down the subway concourse; that easy sway with her easy walk in those calf covering boots. That guy who looked after her as she passed..., yeah buddy I thought; if you only knew! And what I very well know now, holding those naked cheeks in my hands.

With her so close to me I can easily get my face inside the loosely open shirt, pushing my face into the cleavage of her gorgeous tits; turning my face side to side against their gorgeous fullness. A hard raspberry nipple rubs my cheek, my mouth covers it with a firm tug as I suckle this one before moving to the other with more of the same. Delicious 34C bra filling.

"GOD I HATE YOU!" She says through her heavy breathing; her body covered in goose bumps, the pleasure notes in her throat well before her..., hating me? And now trying to twist away from my grip on her ass; not working, only strengthening my grip on her ass.

"DAMN YOU!" I get now. My head she has been holding in her hands the whole time I've been nursing on those raspberry nipples, are now really trying force my head back away from her.

Looking up to see her face her mouth working with her, "Why do I let you do THIS..., to me?" Its not really a question!

"Because you love the way I make you feel; right?" Needling her.

"And OH..., how I hate you for it!" Her admission sounds almost like she's crying letting it out.

My hands gripping her ass a little tighter as I stand up taking her with me as do, catching her by surprise, has arms wrapping around my neck and her legs wrapping around my waist -- my thought at the moment; the island top again? No! She deserve more then my pussy tongue lashing this time. Where my fertile imagination of what she was doing with her, 'Friends Across The River,' three times she said, "Just her, with "HER' as he watched them. Yhen "Catherine with 'HIM and "HER," she followed. Then her with just, "HIM." Yeah, you beautiful slut; how I wanted to be that fly on the wall!

Dismissing the the idea of eating her out again on the island top it's around it and out through the arch way into the great room; my garment bag laying over the back of one of the over stuffed leather chairs; a section of one of the leather sofas close by..., perfect for what's on my mind now.

Loosening my grip on her ass releasing her legs so she can put her feet on the floor; maybe expecting me to pull her down the hallway to the bed room; but no. And quicker than she can react I've spun her around to face the sofa back and with a firm hand into the space between her shoulder blades it's forcing her against the sofa back bending her over it at the same time taking her feet off the floor.

And now with just the strength in my left arm holding her like she is, it's my right hand working the front of my jeans open, trying to get aching stiff cock out; frustrating!

At last..., guiding the head of my cock, rubbing the head up and down through her very wet, glistening fat peach, it only takes a practiced, firm push against her pussy and in it goes, all the way in with one firm shove till the loose and ruff open front of my jeans are right up tight against her ass; if she could only see herself!

Struggling, cursing me, a continuous stream of it, even disparaging my parentage because she can't do a damn thing except that. Pressing her hands into the soft seat cushion gives her no leverage to push herself up. With her legs spread around me her feet are off the floor she's completely helpless to my ravaging her pussy. And furthering her frustration I've even flipped her shirt tail up over head; my revenge almost complete but not yet.

Holding her hips as I bang back and forth into her, slowly at time, savoring how delicious her pussy is. Speeding up the thrusting into her then backing off slowing down to just wallow in her -- her butt hole? How often have I thought about taking that? Brings this thought to mind; has..., did 'HE'? Have it this weekend..., I wouldn't doubt it! But no, I wont take her this way.

My thoughts of just now are suddenly brought back into focus on what's happening by her sudden crying out, hands balled up pounding on the sofa cushion, her legs shaking, even the feel of her skin in my hands, but even more is the pulsing in her pussy, snug around my cock buried in her, the clenching and releasing of her tight pink butt hole; the woman just had a mind warping orgasm!

Every time we fuck it blows my mind how hard she cums.

My hands holding her hips I ease her back against me, my cock slipping out of that creamy pussy as I gather her up in my arms; I don't think she could stand if I didn't. What a amazing women and she blows my mind!

"Are you okay," asking her now. And with just a slight nod of her head telling me; yes. She settles heavily back into me. This..., is when my feelings for her are almost to much to hold in. I made that mistake once and thought I had blew it all.

"Can I get you something to drink," asking her.

"I hate you," I get back.

"Okay, but I'll still get you something," telling her.

And catching me, by surprise, she twist around in my arms, wrapping her arms around head, crushing her mouth so hard onto mine it may bruise both our mouths! This isn't over.

Picking her up like I did in the kitchen to carry her out of here, this time though, it's down the hall to dump both of us onto the bed; the crushing kisses only momentarily stopping as she works to get me out of my clothes.

My shirt, while playing with her, shoes, easy they're slip on. Pants, they were already loosened back when I had her bent over the sofa back where now she has the cuffs in her hands as she's yanking them the rest of the way off. Underwear, they fo with my jeans. Tee shirt, that went when I pulled it off just before grabbing her, pulling her back on top of me as I fell back onto the bed -- I don't think I've had this much fun loosing my clothes.

Laughing, her girlish giggles and cries, the very last article of clothes to lose was her long sleeve, white dress shirt; funny that it was last.

This woman is arms full of passion, thrills, joy and sexy fun. You just never know what comes next..., is she the fuck of a life time; damn fucking right! Non stop we go at each other, arms, legs, hands, mouths. Her, trying to swallow my dick, as my mouth devours her pussy. On her knees, my hands holding her hips as I plow back and forth in her pussy.

"NO!" She screams. "Not yet, not yet!"

Where she pulls away from me leaving my pussy wet cock wagging where her pussy had been just seconds ago. Only to have her body slam me onto my back so she can climb on top to position her ass back over my wagging cock to drop herself down hard. Her pussy swallowing my cock all the way up into her with that one hard downward drop. And with that sudden filling and opening her pussy brings out her scream of surprise at how much it filled her up. Catches her every time!

Her face right down in mine, a very hard kiss then breaking with a hard look on her face along with her, "I.., Love..., Fucking...,You!" Then her mouth hard back against mine.

It's her rocking back and forth, fast, then slow, rotating her hips around and a around, then back and forth again. I love this! I love watching her facial expressions changing with the physical thrills coursing through her body. Feet flat on the mattress, her leg strength lifting herself up, dropping herself back down, repeating it again and again. Me, I'm just laying back watching and enjoying this incredible sexy woman fucking meas she's fucking herself.

Turning around on top of me, her back to me now, the action begins again only now, her knees on the mattress and leaning forward with her hands on my shins I can watch my cock appear then swallowed up again into her pussy; I love the slutty action going on before my eyes; it's absolutely delicious!

Sitting up to grasp hold of her hips and yank her backwards on top of me; the suddenness of my doing it bring out her scream of surprise.

Rolling over on top of her; I need a break or my dick is going to explode in ropes of cum wasted in mid air.

"Turn around, turn around, I want you up here," telling her. I want her sitting on my face because I want to nurse on that gorgeous girlie dick. A sudden flash back; that night with her girl friend Nancy; the two of them in a hot sixty-nine that I interrupted with my phone call.

I want it in my mouth, I want to suck it, make it bigger, make in swell in my mouth, I want to feel her knees squeezing the sides of my head; it's glorious when she cums like this.

"OH MY GOD I HATE YOU!" Her wracking orgasm drowns my face.

Falling forward, catching herself. Arms, hands holding herself up, Her belly over top of me moving in and out with the effort of catching her breath.

Sitting up moving back, her ass settles on my chest. "That was a good one; wasn't it!" Not a question as I'm looking up to see her face looking down at mine.

"What am I going to do with you," she says. Then moves off me to stretch out along side of me, a leg, a arm, draped over me, her head on my shoulder.

"Well you can show up here unexpected more often," telling her. I like your surprises!" She laughs and moves her head enough to kiss me as I turn mine to meet it.

It's her on my belly moving down to wrap her hands around my still very hard cock and begins stroking it, masturbating me; I love her hands on it, tight, strong, she works them up and down. Then suddenly she's up, working her hands faster, tighter, teasing the head with her fingers around it. Now she's up on her knees bending over, taking my cock in her mouth -- this beautiful fellatrix working my cock with her talented mouth. She knows how I love this and she won't stop till she gets what she wants. How often have those other men in her life enjoyed her talents; certainly her husband, Jon! She tells me its the major part of their sex life.

She's just to good, my resistance waining, her cursing me to, "Give it to me damn it, give it to me!" She mumbles, her mouth full of my cock.

Further resistance is futile; she wins!

Her throat working trying to keep up with what's erupting in her mouth; it's her coughing, choking; the girl's a trooper, not much is lost, just that little bit of me on her chin. Can I love this woman anymore than I already do; let me count the ways!

"I can't stay," she says.

Turning my head enough to see the numbers in the alarm clock. "What time did you get here," asking now. "I think you told me about a hour before I got in." Following up.

"About nine-thirty; I think," she replies.

I was coming down the driveway about ten-thirty when I saw the lights on in the house.

"You left your friends early; I guess?" Saying back.

"No.., not really,"she says. "I left for home about the time I usually do," she comes back.

"Left for home?" Asking her. "But you came here instead?" Asking.

"I wanted to see you; is that all right?" she replies.

"Oh.., okay. Replying. "I guess you needed a really good fuck then; huh?" Needling her.

"WHAT?" I get back. "You arrogant bastard!" She calls me now.

"And just so YOU..., know," she says. "HE's" a damn..., good..., fuck too." She throws back at me.

Laughing out loud now. "You're just to easy girl." Wrapping her up in my arms to some token resistance.

"I'll give you a easy black eye," she threatens me.

"No you won't!" She gets back. "You love me to much to do that."

"Have I told you how much I hate you!" Her come back

"Nope..., never herd it!" Wrapping her up tighter in my arms.
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Catherine Ch. 31

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