I watched as her hips and butt swayed from side to side as she walked in front of me along the dirt road. I knew I shouldn’t be looking, but I was particularly horny that day. Cat always knew how to dress in a way that accentuated her stunning physique.
While I hadn’t exactly buffed up since the beginning of high school and still couldn’t bench over 110 lbs like some of the other guys at our school, Cathleine was the complete opposite.
Although I was 6 feet by the time I was 18, Cat continued to grow taller and taller until she was almost as tall as me at 5’9″.
Even though I was tall, I was also pretty chubby and my facial features had always seemed to be smoothed over by an external layer of baby face. On the other hand, Cat’s 5’9″ figure was accentuated by a cute ass, long, athletic legs, and relatively ample bust (she was a C-cup at least). Her figure seemed to be helped out by the fact that she was an avid volleyball player.
While my black, Asian mop of hair simply sat at neck-length on the top of my head, Cat’s luscious and shiny red hair (she was half Irish) flowed like a Gaelic river all the way down to her shoulder blades.
Her skin was a beautiful one-degree tanner than simply milky white. Her face was sharply defined with green eyes, long lashes, and a set of seemingly constantly pouty lips. It was the same face I had always found myself getting lost in without realizing it. We would be talking to each other and then Caitlyn would stick her tongue out at me to show she knew I had lost focus and was staring absentmindedly at her nose or some other feature of her pretty face. She would jokingly call me a pervert and ask if I had gotten a good eyeful.
That was Cat all right. We had been friends since kindergarten and always went over to each other’s houses to hang out. Cat, being such a confident person, was never afraid to speak her mind and never took shit from anybody. There was one caveat to this in her personality however. She was an energetic and confident woman all the time except when it came to what she wore. Although she was always comfortable dressing to impress in private and around her close friends like me, she always seemed shy about showing off her body in public.
This was evident by the way she always dressed for school versus for comfort in her private life. This meant not too tight pairs of jeans, non-cropped t-shirts, several big poofy jackets, and tasteful jumpsuits while her outfits at home and among close friends sometimes consisted of miniskirts, crop tops, short shorts, and deliciously tight yoga pants, all of which helped me in deciding that Cat was the most beautiful 18-year-old senior at our high school.
Back to the present, Cat’s ass bounced in tandem with her springing steps. She had an energy in her walk being the bubbly and energetic girl she was. That spring morning was punctuated only by the sounds of birdsong and the rhythmic crunch of gravel under Cat’s pair of spotless white converse flats as she continued walking down the country road in front of me.
Out of all the pairs of shoes she had, those were my favorite. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t have a shoe fetish or anything. She just looked like such a babe with those white converse and light gray ankle socks. Now, I did have a thing for ankle socks. To me, a girl getting her tight cunt ravaged while her ankle sock-clad feet bounced in the air was a big turn on for me.
Anyway, I should get my mind out of the bottom of the gutter. Along with her white converses and light gray ankle socks, she had on a pink full-length t-shirt on top of which she showcased a clear pvc rain jacket. To top it all off, her athletic volleyball player legs were adorned with a pair of light gray Victoria’s Secret Pink yoga pants. Hence, she was certainly in dress-for-comfort mode.
A light fog hung over the unplanted dirt fields on both sides of us. With the sun reflecting a golden hue off the fog, it was heaven. Cat, knowing how much I loved photographing the countryside, had invited me to her Uncle’s property over the summer to take photos and explore. In the morning, she had the audacity to drive 10 minutes to my house, let herself in with my spare key, and physically attempt to drag me into her car to take me to the ranch. As a courtesy to her for inviting me, I decided not to try to resist.
That was another thing about Cat. She wasn’t the kind of person to be patient on other peoples’ behalf. I was more of a sleep in, ask questions later sort of guy. That’s how I came to be walking along a wooded lane in the middle of the country watching my beautiful 18-year-old friend’s ass bounce up and down in a sexy pair of yoga pants.
Only, they weren’t bouncing anymore. Cat had stopped walking. Looking up to her face, my eyes met with Cat’s fiery pupils. Her lips were scrunched into a smirk as she looked back at me over her shoulder with a hand now on her hip.
“Oh shit,” I thought in my head. She caught me staring and I quickly looked away. Of course, it was too late.
“What are you doing…,” Cat began in a slow, knowing tone.
I tried to deflect by saying, “Uh…nothing. I was just…”
“You were staring at my bouncy butt weren’t you,” Cat conjectured. My entire face was invaded by a deep blush. I forced my eyes to look anywhere but at Cat.
“I…was not,” I mumbled.
“Stop playing dumb bro. You definitely were,” Cat responded in a teasing tone with a smirk still plastered on her face.
“Okay…maybe I was admiring your VS Pink slate gray yoga pants,” I hesitatingly offered.
“Oh, so that’s what they’re called. Have you memorized the product name cause you go onto the website that often when you…” Cat made an up-and-down jerking motion with her hand?
I blushed an even harder shade of crimson. I stammered out, “Oh my god. You’re unbelievable.” In my defense, I only go on there sometimes to admire the new designs that they release.
“Holy shit! So, you were perving on me,” she said in a mock surprise tone, “I can see how hard you’re blushing you know.”
“I was so not looking at your butt,” I said in a still defensive tone.
“Hmm…what should I have you do as punishment,” Cat pondered?
“I really wasn’t,” I continued.
“Tell me I have a nice ass,” Cat said suddenly.
“What?! No, I’m not saying that,” I retorted. In response Cat stood facing square away from me and bent over right at the waist as if she were stretching her hamstrings as she did all the time for volleyball. Her ass bulged against the smooth skin-tight material of her light gray leggings and I even made out the perceptible outline of a cameltoe against the gray fabric. Once fully bent over, Caitlyn turned her head back around to the right to look at me.
“Please. Pretty please. Won’t you tell your ‘lil ole friend Cathleine that her ass is the juiciest in the land,” purred Caitlyn in a soft voice?
“No, I will not,” I retorted in disbelief at her lewd language!
“Say it already,” she now commanded authoritatively! With that, she took her right hand and gave her butt a heavy slap to the right cheek. The slap resounded throughout the wooded lane like a gunshot. The songbirds all fell silent. I think I perceived a small amount of jiggling. I let out an involuntary gasp.
Quickly recovering, I huffed, “Okay, fine! Cat Banfield… you have a nice ass,” I muttered almost under my breath.
Cat purred in a soft voice, “Yeah, I do have a nice ass don’t I.” Still bent over and looking back around at me, she gave her ass another, lighter slap.
“You’re just as much of a perv as me and even more of a hypocrite,” I managed to stammer out as I tried very hard not to stare even more.
“I am aren’t I,” sighed Cat as she stopped stooping over and stood straight. We started walking down the road again.
“I’m glad you aren’t like this at school, otherwise I don’t know how I would survive a single day,” I stated matter-of-factly.
Cat responded, “Oh, I think I’d know how to help you ou-”
Cat stopped walking. I saw her put a hand up to her face. I asked, “Cat what’s wrong now? If you think I was thinking about giving you a facial, I definitely was not.”
“Shut up,” Cat responded, “I think I feel something wet.” I was about to make a that’s what she said joke, but then I felt it too. A drop of water hit the back of my neck. Pricking up my ears, I began to re-take in my surroundings. While we had had our sexually charged discussion, the sunlight had dimmed as clouds covered the sky. In the distance, I heard it now. A peal of thunder cracked through the surrounding air. I heard several raindrops hit the leaves of the trees on either side of the road. Wind also began to make the treetops sway around us.
“Fuck me,” Cat said. “I didn’t know it would rain.” Although the country lane was somewhat shielded by the lines of trees on either side of the road, those same trees were very barren of leaves and provided little cover from the intensifying rain overhead.
Unfortunately for me, I only had on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of walking shoes. It certainly wasn’t ideal for a major downpour. It seemed too far to try to go back as we had already walked about two miles down the lane. While I pondered my dire situation, Cat had had the sense to look for shelter as she pulled up the hood on her clear rain jacket. I jumped as a flash of lightning reflected in Cat’s eyes as she looked back at me.
Two seconds after came a thunderous crack. As if on cue, rain began to pound us with heavy droplets and wind was beginning to blow the rain sideways. As the wind and rain was so loud, Cat had to yell so I could hear her. “Follow me down the road,” she yelled toward me,” There’s a barn in the field to our left.”
With that, she turned back around and began to make her way further down the road. I squinted my eyes against the pelting rain and ran after her until I caught up. Putting one hand on my shoulder, she used her other hand to point off to the right from the road. Sure enough, through the heavy, blowing rain, I made out the outline of a large wooden barn. Unfortunately, the lane was hemmed in on both sides by barbed wire fencing. Luckily, there was a wooden gate twenty feet in front of us on the right side of the lane.
I ran toward the gate as a bolt of lightning cracked upon a tree about 300 feet further down the lane. I got there before Cat and I tried opening the gate. Unfortunately, it was locked with a metal padlock. Luckily, it was a regular wooden farm gate; it was high enough to keep any livestock in, but it was short enough for us to climb over. The wood was slick with rain as I climbed up to the top of the gate, sat on the wooden beam of the gate, and shimmied carefully down into the now muddy field on the other side.
Looking back, I saw Cat right behind me sitting on the top of the gate. Another bolt of lightning lit up the sky briefly, and Cat seemed so startled she lost her footing and slipped face-first onto the field side. Luckily, she reacted and caught herself with her hands so she didn’t land face-first into the mud. I clambered a couple feet back to her and hooked my arm under her armpit to pull her to her feet.
“Are you okay,” I practically yelled into her ear. She didn’t answer for a beat and I thought she might be in shock. After a couple seconds, she seemed to register I was holding her and she turned toward me.
She answered shakily, “Uh, yeah…I don’t think I’m hurt. But I think I-” Another crack of lightning illuminated behind us making both of us jump.
I yelled back at her, “There’s no time! We have to go!” I had to support her for a few seconds as we started to half trot, half run towards the barn. My hair was matted against the back of my neck and what parts of me had been dry after climbing the fence were completely soaked through by the time we got within a few feet of the barn.
Luckily, the main barn door was ajar so we scrambled inside and found ourselves inside what seemed to be a multi-purpose storage space. It was a relatively small and old wooden barn. It was pretty much vacant except for several large piles of fresh hay on the ground. I unhooked my arm from Cat, staggered over to the nearest pile, and fell back down onto it. Running for my life from a lightning storm was sure exhausting.
Lying on my back, I looked up at the ceiling where some old, rusted spots of the corrugated tin roof let an occasional drop of water fall down onto the ground below. Looking up to check on Cat, I noticed she was still standing in the doorway of the barn.
For some reason, she was simply in the doorway facing in towards me and the inside of the barn. She was shivering from the cold rain, but she wasn’t clutching her arms around her body. They were plastered behind her. What was even more strange was that her cheeks weren’t pale with cold like the rest of her body, but were crimson with heat.
“Cat, what’s wrong,” I asked. “Why are you standing in the doorway. You’re practically shivering with cold.” I stood up from the hay pile. On a side note, I kind of smelled like wet livestock now.
Cat stammered out, “It’s okay, I’m fine here.”
“Come on. Get inside the barn with me here,” I said in a concerned tone. I reached out to embrace her, to share body heat of course, but she quickly shied away from me. She now stood half outside of the barn and was getting pelted with drops of rain.
“Cat! Don’t be stupid. Get inside now. What’s wrong with you,” I exclaimed.
“Well, I-. When I was climbing over the fence, there was a nail sticking out of the wood on the top beam and I-” Cat started saying.
“Oh my god, are you hurt Cat,” I demanded. My protective instincts engaged and I dashed towards Cat to grab onto her arms so she couldn’t evade me.
“No! Aaah! I’m not hurt! I just- No, don’t look a-,” Cat tried to blurt out. Her front didn’t look injured, so I quickly turned her around and lifted the hem of her shirt up when I saw it. There was a sizeable 6-inch tear in Cat’s light gray VS Pink yoga pants. The rough tear in the soaked fabric went from the bottom of Cat’s tailbone down to-. The tear had exposed the puckered star of her asshole and her pussy. Almost as if I was in a trance, I knelt down and moved the torn, soaked fabric on the right side even more so the tear was now more of a gaping hole. “You…you absolute perv,” yelled Cat as she saw what I was doing.
“I was just looking to see if you were wounded,” I said slowly.
“Ugh, you dork, I’m not hurt, the nail just caught on the pants and it…,” Cat trailed off. She twisted her body and head around so she could get a better look at the damage. “Jesus…that’s a big tear and you can really see my…,” Cat trailed off again and an even deeper blush than earlier invaded her cheeks as she realized what she was saying.
Breaking the more than awkward silence, I slowly said, “Maybe you should come inside now.”
Regaining her senses, Cat replied, “Yeah, I think you’re probably right. This freak spring rainstorm has got my entire fucking body chilled to the bone.” I slowly lead her into the barn as I embraced her facing me.
This meant I was walking backwards and I suddenly tripped and fell backward with Cat still in my arms. We both let out a yelp as I thankfully collapsed back into another hay pile with Cat’s body pressed on top of me. If there had been a rusty metal stake buried in the hay pile, both Cat’s and my embarrassment would’ve been ended once and for all. She tried to push herself up from me and the hay, but I held my arms tight around the small of her back.
“What are you-,” Cat asked.
“Cat, you were shivering ten seconds ago, we should stay pressed together so we can share body heat and warm up,” I replied into her right ear.
“This is just some perverted trick to get into my pan-,” Cat said.
“Come on, you said your body was fucking chilled to the bone. I don’t want you to develop a cold, or hypothermia,” I interrupted.
Cat sighed, “Right…hypothermia. You better not-”
“I better not what,” I asked her inquisitively. I looked up into her green eyes.
“Uh, nothing…Can you just help me get warmed up already,” Cat replied. I saw heat rise to her cheeks once again as she averted her eyes away from mine. I grunted a yes in reply and fell quiet.
After several seconds, I suddenly asked, “Why didn’t you just take off your t-shirt to cover yourself up.” I heard Cat stifle a surprised choke.
“I…uh, I don’t…I’m not wearing a bra,” she croaked. More forcefully, she added, “and I sure as hell wasn’t going to cover anything with my clear pvc raincoat. Really…just fuck my life right now.”
“Oh…,” was all I could muster. I then became very conscious of Cat’s C-cup breasts squished up against my own chest. I don’t know if it was my imagination, but I thought I could feel her cold-hardened nipples pressing into me. I tried to get used to this position as we both lay still on the pile of hay.
The wet livestock smell now was overtaken by Cat who was literally lying on top of me. Her hands had gotten hooked under my armpits and around the backs of my shoulders as she clung to me as I did to her. Her head lay draped over left shoulder and looked like it was almost buried in the hay under me.
With her head so close, I angled my head to the left so my nose almost nuzzled stray strands of her hair which had drifted out from under her hooded raincoat. They were matted and soaked by the rain. Carefully, so as to not arouse suspicion, I slowly inhaled Caitlyn’s scent. It was intoxicating. The smell of the spring rain which had dampened her hair had mixed in with her naturally sweet-smelling female scent as well as with a slightly musky aroma of what I think was sweat.
I lay like that with Cat for several minutes, just listening to the heavy pounding of rain on the tin roof of the barn. Eventually, after beginning to daydream, my right hand moved absentmindedly from the small of Cat’s back.
I felt the water droplets that still coated her clear rain jacket as I tugged on the hood of the jacket with my left hand and pulled it slowly off her head. The hood had kept most of her long red hair on the back of her head dry. As if Cat were a cat, I began to run the fingers of my right hand through her hair slowly. It felt warm compared to the rest of her body which was still wearing soaked clothing and was still pressed tightly against my own soaked body. My fingertips felt the silky-smooth texture of her flowing, shoulder-length hair when suddenly, Cat shivered.
“Cat? Are you okay. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to touch your hair if you didn’t want me to. I can stop if you-,” I said into her ear.
Her voice was shaky when she replied, “No, no. I mean, we’re already pressed up against each other so I guess I don’t mind…pervert.” I couldn’t see her face when she said this, but I could tell she probably had her trademark smirk on her face.
I spoke slowly and deliberately, “Well, stroking a girl’s hair isn’t as perverted as…
“Don’t you dare, I will no joke end you,” she said in a mock serious tone.
“tapping her on the ass,” I finished. With that, I reluctantly pulled my hand from Cat’s silky, red hair and raised my hand up. Cat, sensing something wasn’t right, halfheartedly tried to squirm away from my grasp in order to turn over to see what I was doing. I tightened my left arm’s grip against the small of her waist and hooked both of my legs around her calves so she couldn’t get up.
She said in a warning tone, “What are you doing? You better fucking not be-” *Slap* My hand fell down like an axe on the chopping block. My hand impacted Cat’s plump right cheek with a resounding, wet slapping sound. At the sensation of my hand making contact with a mound of soft flesh covered by the damp fabric of her torn VS Pink yoga pants, my cock jumped up erect in response. I heard Cat try to stifle a light moan. Whether it was the sensation of being slapped or feeling my now-erect dick jab into her belly, or both that caused her to elicit that lewd noise, I couldn’t tell.
Slowly, Cat said in a warning tone, “You fucking cheeky bastard. You know, I never gave you consent, so technically you are officially a perv tapping an 18 year-old hot girl’s ass while you forcefully hold her-” *Slap* My hand landed square on her right cheek again and Cat let out a tiny whimper. In my left ear, I could hear Cat’s breaths getting huskier.
“You were being such a tease earlier Cat, bending over and smacking your plump ass right in front of me. How do you think that made me feel,” I whispered into her ear?
“Fuck you,” said Cat halfheartedly. I gave her a third firm smack with the palm of my hand. To my utter surprise, she let a rather loud moan escape from her lips this time.
“What was that,” I whispered right into her ear? “You want me to fuck you?”
She practically yelled in rage, “Oh my god, you better fucking not try to put your little dick into my-” *Slap* This time, the flat of my hand didn’t land on Cat’s right ass cheek. Instead, my hand landed on the crack of her ass with the tip of my fingers caressing her exposed pussy lips for a split second. Cat’s strong, lithe body involuntarily squirmed forward in my tight grasp after my hand landed on that forbidden cavity of hers.
Only this time, Cat’s body seemed to convulse on top of me for about three straight seconds afterwards. At the same time, Cat let out a loud and frustrated, growling moan. “Ahhh fuck…,” she finally let out.
“Jesus Cat. Did you just have a mini orgasm,” I inquired? “Cat Banfield, I think you might be a bonafide slut.”
Shakily, she retorted, “And fuck you one hundred times you fucking pervert. And yes, I just fucking came a bit so give me a fucking second to recover. It’s just…I’m so very horny.” During that last sentence, her voice seemed to assume a sultry tone.
“Now that’s something we have in common,” I replied. Cat let go of the back of my shoulders and propped herself up above me. Her C-cup breasts drooped down and strained against the front fabric of her tight pink t-shirt.
“Ahem. Would you please stop looking at my tits for one goddamn second,” Cat said suddenly? Cat’s voice had taken on a soft, lilting Irish accent. As long as I knew her, this always happened whenever she was angry, or flustered, or…aroused? I quickly averted my gaze and refocused my eyes intently into hers. Also beautiful, her piercing, emerald green eyes stared directly down at me. Caitlyn’s angelic face was framed perfectly by disheveled, stray damp strands of her luscious red hair.
“Sorry for getting distracted again. You’re just so sexy right now” I said softly.
Cat let out a soft chuckle. “I know I can be a tease sometimes. I have to admit, it really turns me on to know I turn you on,” she replied.
I moved both of my hands slowly onto both of her ass cheeks. “Hey, your yoga pants getting ripped sure didn’t help at all,” I said. I slowly moved my fingers until they rested on the boundaries of the gaping tear in Cat’s soaked yoga pants. With one finger, I carefully began to trace up and down where the ripped fabric gave way to her smooth, warm butt. I saw Cat’s eyes narrow as she looked down at me, so I stopped.
“Before you start trying to fuck me for real this time, do you have something to say,” she said firmly.
I paused for a moment, as I thought carefully about my words. “Cat, I’m sorry I tapped your ass three times earlier. I know I should’ve asked for your consent and I-,” I began. Suddenly, a big smile opened up across her face.
“Bro, it’s okay. I forgive you. I know I was acting like a bit of a tease and the adrenaline from running for our lives combined with the lust kind of took over. Just, will you please keep doing what you’re doing. Believe it or not, I really need to get off again.
I began, “Do I have your-”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, you have my consent to use whatever means necessary to make me come again so just get on with it. By the way, I’m on the pill so…,” she said as she gave me a not-so-subtle wink.
“Oh god, you really think I’d go straight to it didn’t you. Cat Banfield, you are one naughty girl.” I said. With that, she lay back down on my chest, hooked her arms under and onto the back of my shoulder, and craned her head to my right ear.
“Thanks, I try to be,” she whispered to me in a husky voice.
I continued to trace my fingers up and down the tear for about another 10 seconds. Unable to hold back any longer, I stopped my lazy stroking and firmly grasped both of Cat’s plump ass cheeks in my hands. Forcefully, I separated the cheeks from each other and dove in with my right hand. Using my index finger first, I rubbed up and down the entire extent of Cat’s silky pussy lips. Already wet from either the soaking rain or her mini-orgasm, my index finger slid easily into her tight and warm tunnel.
“Oh shit, you’re gonna fingerfuck me first eh,” groaned Cat.
I grunted a yes in response as I continued to tease Cat as my index finger slowly slid in and out of her slick pussy.
I heard my finger squelch as it moved faster and faster in and out of Cat’s slick tunnel.
“Hngh” Cat let out a whining groan and began to pant against my ear. I removed my finger reluctantly and spread open her puffy pussy lips with one hand. With the other, I located her protruding clit from under her hood and began pinching and rubbing it between my fingers.
“Oh my god!” Cat let out a cry that pierced the pattering of rain on the roof above us. She began to shake as I continued to rub her nub. As Cat clamped her mouth around mine in a deep, passionate kiss, I felt the vibrations of her moans on my own lips.
I gave a surprise moan of my own as she expertly took control of the kiss and entered my mouth with her tongue. As I swirled my fingers around her labia, she swirled her tongue around the insides of my mouth. I tried to resist with my own tongue, but it seemed that even with the ministrations of my fingers, I couldn’t take control.
Cat’s eyes twinkled naughtily. She saw I was getting very horny and very frustrated.
She broke the kiss. “What is it? You don’t like that I’m not submitting to your fingers?” She smiled coyly. “Come on, order me around. Just use me already. I want you to.”
My mouth hung down in shock. Sure, Cat had been a bit foul-mouthed during the course of normal day-to-day conversation before, but I had never heard her utter anything so sensual and dirty before. Slowly, I removed my fingers from her pussy.
“Okay my slutty Cat, take off your raincoat.” She complied, but it was clear she was disappointed I hadn’t asked for more.
She complied and tossed her clear pvc raincoat off to the side. I reached one hand up to paw at her free-hanging C-cup breasts. “I didn’t want you to get fully undressed. Wouldn’t want you to get a cold, now would we?”
“With what we’re doing, I don’t think there’s any danger of me being cold.” She smiled devilishly down at me as I kneaded her plump mounds through her pink t-shirt.
I was ready for more at this point. I released my grip and raised my hands over my head to rest them on the soft hay above my head. I grinned up at Cat. “If you’re so eager, why don’t you take it out…slut.” I gestured downward.
“With pleasure…pervert.” Cat purred softly.
I chuckled as Cat shifted her body down the hay pile and my legs until she knelt, resting her butt against my feet. Her fingers quickly found my fly as well as the button of my jeans. I felt as she opened up the front of my jeans and fished out my cock from my underwear.
Like the rest of my average body, my cock was a little under 5 inches. Being the polite lady she was, Cat didn’t seem to mind and enthusiastically engulfed my cock in her wet mouth.
I hadn’t been expecting such immediate action from her. I gasped as she quickly began bobbing up and down on my member.
“OOOHmyGod Cat. It feels so good.” I groaned as she gave an appreciative moan around my aching cock. It felt great as Cat bobbed up and down with her long, wet hair framing her pale, angelic face with her plump red lips locked around my cock. Suddenly, she looked up into my eyes. I couldn’t match her intense, lustful gaze and tilted my head back in ecstasy. It was heavenly.
Whenever she rose up off my cock with just the tip inside her mouth, she always took the opportunity to flick my sensitive tip with her hot tongue and jack off the lower end of my cock with one of her hands. On the other end of things, when she had me in her mouth up to the base of my cock, she would tickle my underside with her tongue and her fingernails would tantalizingly graze my balls.
I couldn’t help myself as both my hands frantically grasped for her hair to have something to hold onto during this fantastic ride. I eventually grasped both hands around the back of her head. Seeing I wanted to take control, Cat graciously let me. I began to control the pace of her bobbing head, making sure her mouth rose and fell around my dick at a much more casual, relaxed pace. If she had gone at the pace she had been going at for a little bit longer, there was no doubt in my mind that I would’ve quickly shot my load down her throat.
“Sorry Cat, I love how fucking eager you are but we have to make sure I don’t cum yet.”
She grunted a yes around my cock as she continued to sensually slide her lips up and down my length with guidance from my hands on the back of her head.
Soon, after savoring a little longer the loving, squelching sounds coming from Cat’s filled mouth, I gently pushed her head up off my cock. She obligingly released my hard, saliva-coated cock from her mouth. Cat was a sight to behold with her disheveled red hair and the messy mixture of her saliva and my pre-cum dribbling lewdly out from between her pouting, pursed lips. She leaned back until she was sitting on her heels in front of me on the hay pile.
She formed her plump lips into a cute pout. “Why didn’t you let me finish you off. Didn’t you like what I doing?”
“Of course I did Cat, I was just afraid I was going to cum before…”
“Before you ravage my cunt?” Cat’s face split into a messy, saliva-coated grin.
“Exactly. I’m going to put my load where it belongs.”
Cat groaned sensually. “So I guess I’m your new little cum dump?”
“If that’s how you want me to use you then so be it. Cat, will you be my one and only slutty cum dump.”
She knelt forward toward me and purred as we locked lips once more. She groaned her affirmation as she drove her hot tongue against mine once more. I felt her push a glob of the saliva and pre-cum mixture into my mouth as we kissed. I let out a deep groan as I took the sticky mixture eagerly into my own mouth. I thought I tasted some of the saltiness of my pre-cum, but I couldn’t be sure as I had never tasted my own pre-cum before. Nevertheless, the taste made my cock stand even more erect behind Cat.
I hadn’t even noticed that as Cat had moved up my body lying on the hay pile to kiss me, she had inadvertently climbed up over my hard cock until her ass was resting on my stomach. I saw the opportunity and took it. While we kissed, I took one hand and hugged Cat’s body close to mine as her soft tits squished against my chest. With the other hand, I reached down and found Cat’s ass. With my fingers, I found the tear in her yoga pants. The tear that had started it all.
Using one of my knuckles, I lightly brushed against the part where I thought her pussy would be. My knuckle contacted lightly one of the plump, wet lips of Cat’s pussy. Wasting no time, I took my hand and pointed my cock upward towards Cat’s slick pussy. With one hand, I rested the tip against her wet entrance. I put the other hand on Cat’s shoulder.
Cat’s eyes widened as she felt the tip of my cock against my entrance. She broke the kiss and rose her chest up off of mine. “Wait, are you putting it in now-” Cat was cut off as I pushed down on her shoulder and she abruptly sank down onto my cock. I felt my cock enter her. The cold morning air around my cock was gone and all I felt was a heavenly, warmth engulfing it. I felt Cat’s soaked yoga pants brushing around my bare crotch. I had buried it up to the hilt on the first thrust.
I looked up and saw Cat’s eyes closed in ecstasy. Her mouth had opened to form an O. Whether it was from surprise or pleasure, I didn’t know. Slowly, without speaking, she came down until she was once again flush against my chest. I felt her hands loop under my armpits and once again grasp my shoulders tight.
She leaned her head to the side to whisper in my ear. “You know what you have to do. Now do it.”
I obliged as I planted my feet firmly in the hay under me. Slowly, I began to thrust my hips up and down off of the hay pile. Cat let out a guttural moan as we fucked. That was what we did: fucking. My cock slid perfectly in and out of Cat’s tunnel as I gyrated my hips at a faster and faster pace. We were both in bliss. Soon enough, our collective moans drove away the sounds of the rain and thunder.
On the hay pile, it felt like I was floating in ecstasy on a cloud. It was made even better by the hot, smooth embrace of Cat’s pussy around my cock. Her walls clenched rhythmically around my cock like nothing I had ever felt before. I had increased my speed tenfold at this point. I couldn’t even hear the rain at this point. All I could hear was the thundering slaps of flesh against flesh and the moans in my ear as Cat and I released all of our pent-up lust in this one consummation of flesh.
“I’m gonna come soon.” I breathed this huskily into Cat’s ear.
“Me too.” Cat moaned as she grasped the backs of my shoulders even tighter. She began matching my thrusts, slamming down on my cock and meeting me as I thrust up with my hips.
I couldn’t take it. I relaxed my body and kept thrusting up into Cat’s pussy. I felt the telltale sensation in the pit of my stomach. It travelled to my balls as my cock twitched inside Cat’s pussy. I let my muscles go limp as I thrust one last time as deep as I could into Cat.
“I’m cumming Cat,” I gasped as I clamped my arms around the small of her back!
“I’m cumming too!” Cat screamed out and began to shake all over. I felt her pussy constrict around my cock like a vice as she came. At the same time, I felt my cock twitch and pulse as I released spurt after spurt of my pent-up cum into Cat’s pussy. Somewhere inside, I knew the sprays of our ejaculates met as my cock pulsed with cum and Cat’s pussy squirted its juices. A loud crack of thunder sounded above us as we let out our loudest groans in unison.
Then, the only sounds around became once again the rain pattering on the roof and our collective, exhausted panting. I let my body float on the pile of hay as my cock continued to twitch and spurt smaller and smaller strings of cum into Cat. Above me, I felt Cat become limp as well. I rested one hand on the small of her back and brought the other up to her head. Her hair was still somewhat dry but now but now a little moist and frizzy from all the humidity and moisture in the air. I stroked the strands of her long, beautiful hair lazily as we rode out the tail end of both our orgasms.
I quietly whispered into Cat’s ear. “Cat, I love you.”
Cat cracked open her exhausted eyes and looked down at me. “I love you too…pervert.”
I quietly chuckled before we both fell into a deep, deserved sleep in each other’s embrace.