Sweet Catherine Breezes By Page 12

  Timmy was then obscured from view and it was just the older man watching her through the open door. And with he and Timmy still talking he glanced away for a moment and Catherine tugged her singlet up a bit further. She tugged it right up above her hips and went back to brushing her hair, this time facing the man fully.

  His head then turned back towards her and she blushed deeply as his eyes widened and focused on her pussy. He looked directly at it and stared quite blatantly while Catherine continued brushing her hair and watching his face. And then Timmy looked around the corner and saw her, and she smiled at him and then met the eyes of the older man for a moment before closing the door.

  She was shaking all over as she sat on the bed and then flopped back to lie there staring at the ceiling. Timmy was hurrying the guy along and he soon knocked on the door.

  "Catherine?"

  "Come in, Timmy."

  He came in and his eyes immediately fixed upon her pussy. The singlet was still bunched above her waist and she was completely on display.

  "Do you still want my mouth or would you like to have me properly?" she smiled as she lifted to her elbows.

  She scooted back up the bed as he smiled.

  He dropped his trousers and shrugged out of his shirt and Catherine opened her legs as she reached back above her head and hugged a pillow. She had her legs bent and her feet flat on the bed and she lifted her hips as he got between her legs with his stiff cock in his fist.

  He poked the head into her and released his hold on it as he pushed forward into her. He pressed in some of his length and then withdrew with her juices glistening to about half way. Then he rocked forward and impaled her with it completely and she arched her whole body off the bed as he held her hips and fucked her like that.

  She was lewdly spread open and he held her like a rag doll and pumped her. His cock was slopping into her and his balls were slapping her butt. Her juices were dripping from them, she was so wet. She had the presence of mind to pull her singlet the rest of the way up to her neck so he could see her breasts but that was all she had presence of mind to do. Her mind was in an absolute whirl of lust and desire as his powerful body thumped between her legs and his cock speared repeatedly into her, until it finally speared home and held firm throbbing and spurting cum.

  Catherine hadn't reached her orgasm but the warm rush that swept over her as she felt him ejaculating was all at once exciting and satisfying in a way. It was as if this was but the beginning of her love making tonight and what she needed now was to dance.

  She wriggled out from beneath him and hurried him along but when she zipped up her new dress she had a change of heart and decided it was actually a bit too revealing. She thought of Timmy's sister and the other girls she had met last night and it would be embarrassing to be showing as much as she was.

  She could see her breasts in the mirror completely when she bent forward even slightly. And looking down when she was standing up straight her boobs were only half filling the fitted bust of the dress and her nipples were visible like that too.

  "Timmy, can you buy me a bra please? I haven't got the one that I need and I can't wear my new dress like this."

  Timmy was still smiling from his very pleasurable release and would have agreed to anything. Catherine pulled on her clothes from earlier and her cotton panties in case she dripped at all. She found a perfect little low cut push up bra in one of the first shops they checked. It was purple like her dress and had removable shoulder straps. It was only an A cup but she could squeeze into that, and when she did she had some boob bulging out of her dress and jiggling nicely as she walked around the bedroom testing it out.

  She ducked into the bathroom to check her panties and found them to be dry and clean. She had retained all of his cum as well, and the warmth of satisfaction again swept over her. It seemed it was only his brother who made her so messy. Probably because he was so short in length, and she remembered how much semen was in the condom that first time and how thick it was. Although the thought of being all messy from him was nice too.

  She had a final check in the full length mirror. Her dress was to mid-thigh with only a small split at the back and with her bra she was only offering what every other girl would be too. She decided she looked fine and the feel of being without panties and fully shaved just added a touch of excitement.

  It turned out to be a good thing she was dressed appropriately too because not only was Timmy's sister at the club, his parents and stopped by as well. Although they only stayed a short time and left for their dinner reservation.

  Catherine then danced and chatted with virtually the same crowd as the night before, who were all resort staff. They were having their usual get together after work though and didn't stay all that long either.

  Timmy's sister took Catherine aside before she left. She was old enough for Catherine to think of her as an authority figure. She was a married woman and had a child so she was entitled to a level of respect and even a touch of fear as Catherine wondered what she wanted a private chat for.

  "You know Timmy's a very nice, kind hearted boy don't you, Catherine," she started.

  "I know. He's wonderful."

  She nodded. "And he really likes you. Can you see that?"

  "Yes. I really like him too."

  "Yes - but I think he 'really' likes you," she pressed with concern in her voice. "I'm worried he's going to be hurt when you leave."

  "But he knows I'm leaving. He's known all along that I'm only here for the week. I'm only here on vacation with my parents and I told him right from the start we're only having fun together."

  "I know! That's what he said to me too. But I'm still worried," she went on, squeezing Catherine's hand as she got up to leave. "It's wonderful you kids are having a good time but just be careful with him, okay?"

  "Okay - I will," Catherine promised.

  And having been somewhat sobered from her naughty party plans by that she immediately found Timmy and took him outside.

  "What?" he said defensively as she peered up at him.

  "Is everything okay?" Catherine started. "Are we okay?"

  "Huh?"

  "Are we friends? Just friends?"

  "No - we're friends with benefits," he grinned.

  Catherine giggled. "Okay, but we're not going to be silly when I have to go home are we?"

  "No - we're not going to be silly," he said, toeing the ground and looking down at it. "I just want to have fun while you're here because I like you."

  She kissed him. "Okay - just checking!" Then she took his hand and led him back inside and straight to the crowded dance floor where they danced and danced. Later at their table they were joined by a guy from behind the bar. It was the staff table they were still sitting at so naturally he would sit there but he was also buddies with Timmy.

  "This is my friend, Dirk," Timmy announced. "Dirk, this is Catherine. She's really pretty isn't she?"

  "Sure is," Dirk agreed, smiling in response to Catherine's blush.

  He was tall, dark and intense looking and Catherine felt a surge of nervousness as his cool green eyes deliberately lowered to her breasts. He was sitting directly across the table from her with Timmy sitting on the end.

  As they chatted Timmy noticed him looking at her breasts a lot. She was laughing at everything he said and the way she was sitting forward her breasts were easy to see and they were jiggling like pink jelly with raspberries on top. He could almost see her nipples sometimes and when she giggled that's what he thought of.

  "I've been watching you dance," he said to her. "Can I try?"

  "Okay!" she smiled and she got up with him. "Come on, Timmy," she said.

  "No - I'm going to just watch this time."

  Catherine felt a bit shy at first because he was older and very manly with his dark features and his full coverage of stubble that was probably only a two day growth. He was getting right into the music though and she began to relax and dance with him rather than across from him. He then
started touching her more, holding her hips from behind and even rubbing his hands down her thighs and touching the bottom of her dress - then hiking it up a little when she played up to that, wriggling her butt back against him. He also had a move where from behind he would continue working his hands up her body, rubbing over the sides of her breasts before sort of lifting her arms and making her squirm back against him. Then he'd keep dancing behind her and she'd have her hands behind his neck holding him close with her dress gaping and her nipples almost squeezing out the top of her bra.

  Then between songs when the music briefly lowered he was holding her hips and he whispered - "And no panty lines," into her ear.

  "Uh huh," Catherine whispered back to him, and the music continued with a slow number so he turned her and pulled her close.

  His hand then rested on her lower back but his fingers were stroking and softly exploring lower. They were dancing quite close to Timmy and Catherine smiled over the guys shoulder at him. His hand had worked lower though and he felt her bottom quite blatantly.

  "No panty lines at all," the guy whispered as she held Timmy's gaze.

  "Uh huh,” Catherine responded softly, with the submission in her tone encouraging him further.

  He had been holding her right hand close to their chests but he placed it on his shoulder and took her with both arms around her and his head lowered beside hers. He was then looking down her front, and Catherine glanced down and could see her nipples through the lace top of her bra. With her arms raised and her hands clasped behind his neck her shoulders were forward and her dress was gaping completely.

  His face was beside hers but he was looking directly down at her breasts as they swayed to the music. She looked to Timmy and saw that he was watching what the guy was doing.

  "Oh my god!" Catherine said to Timmy but she only mouthed the words and she glanced down at her breasts and then back over at Timmy, biting down on her smile and raising her eyebrows in mock horror.

  There were two slow numbers then the band took a break so she and her new admirer returned to the table with him going for drinks. "Oh my god he could see everything with my arms up like that," she whispered to Timmy excitedly. Then she leant over to him and whispered right to his ear. "And I could feel his thingy against my belly."

  "I think he really likes you," Timmy said in reply.

  "Do you think?" Catherine asked as she looked over to see where he was. "Do you think I should let him have me?" she whispered excitedly. "How old is he?"

  "He's twenty eight, I think. He's much older than us."

  "Yeah, but that's not too old."

  He returned with drinks all round. "There you go, Timster," he grinned as he placed a coke for Timmy. "And one for the lovely lady," he went on smiling as he placed a fruity cocktail in front of Catherine.

  She had a sip and it was strong but delicious, so she had another sip and another, and another while they chatted and laughed. She also sat forward over her drink with her elbows on the table and her pushed-up boobs available for them both to look at.

  That first fruity cocktail had made her feel light headed and when he went for another round she whispered to Timmy - "I still have to do something for you with my mouth later don't forget."

  "When?" he grinned. "I'm ready now for that."

  "No - not yet. Let's have one more drink with your friend and then he might want to have one more dance before we go."

  He leant over close to her ear. "We can see everything down the front of your dress you know."

  "I know - I'm letting you!" she giggled. "Don't you like it?"

  "Yeah I like it," he said, poking at a drink coaster. "And so does Dirk. And so does some other guys who walked past looking. And so did mister Forsyth in the boat but he saw your pussy instead."

  Catherine giggled some more. "I know! I just can't help it tonight. I feel so naughty"

  Dirk the dark smouldering barman returned and fed Catherine more liqueur then he took her back to the dance floor to sway to a bit of background house music. He held her around the waist grinning down at her and watching her breasts. "That's a good dress," he whispered sensually into her hair making her swoon a little.

  "Do you like it?" she uttered softly.

  "Oh fuck!" he suddenly groaned though and he ducked his head trying to hide from someone.

  "That's my girlfriend - I've got to go," he explained and he slunk from the dance floor into the toilets leaving her standing there. Then he appeared again and walked up to a girl standing at the bar looking around for someone.

  Timmy appeared from nowhere, grinning. "That's Maria and she's pissed off," he chuckled. "She always comes looking for him when he stays after work."

  Catherine's ego was crushed all of a sudden but the band fired up again and she had a giggle as she watched the guy getting strips torn off him. Also Timmy was there trying to get her to dance with him, and with the effect of those strong drinks swirling in her head she instantly forgot about tall dark and sleazy and turned to grind back against mister nice guy instead.

  "Let's go," she yelled to him though. "I'm just going to the bathroom first," she added and she left with Timmy saying he'd wait at the door.

  She went to the ladies and on the way back she bumped right into the guy from the pool with another guy leaning sensually on his shoulder.

  "Oh, hi Catherine," he said, smiling in surprise. "This is my partner, Phillip."

  "Oh my god you're gay!" Catherine giggled, covering her mouth in shock.

  Phillip looked her up and down rubbing his chin. "Nice frock, sweetie," he said, sounding as queer as could be.

  "He's gay, I'm bi," Charles corrected. "Where's cutie?"

  "Cutie?"

  "Yes, you're boyfriend?" he grinned. "Where is he?"

  "Oh my god you wanted him today, and I thought-"

  "No, sweetie, he likes to swing," Phillip pouted as he touched her wrist. "I think your boyfriend was for me."

  Catherine laughed. "Well I don't think it would have worked out. Sorry!"

  She left smiling back at them as she wriggled through the crowd around the dance floor again. Timmy was there waiting at the door and she cuddled up to him as they strolled along in the moonlight.

  "This holiday would have been so boring without you, Timmy. It's very nice of you to bring me here and make it fun!"

  "It's fun for me too," he said with a yawn. "Except I'm really tired now."

  "Well you hardly had any sleep last night."

  "I know but it's not as late tonight. If we go back now we will be at the island by ten."

  They boarded the cruiser and sailed off into the calm sea and warm ocean breeze.

  "You know that guy was such an asshole," Catherine declared. Her light-headedness was dissipating and she was thinking about the way he was dancing with her while his poor girlfriend must have been waiting for him to show up somewhere else - probably at their home.

  "I know - he's always trying to get with other girls and Maria knows about him. She's pregnant too so she's even more angry nowadays."

  "Oh my god - a pregnant girlfriend!" Catherine cried aghast.

  Timmy was quite for a moment then said - "I'm glad he didn't have sex with you, Catherine."

  "Me too! I hate guys who cheat."

  Then after another thoughtful pause Timmy continued searchingly. "But it's really easy for guys to have sex with you isn't it?"

  Catherine blushed a little in the moonlight. "Sort of. But this is the first time I've been single since I started having sex so it's different."

  "Did you like having a boyfriend? I've never had a girlfriend."

  "Yeah, I liked it - mostly. Except he was always getting jealous of any other guy who even talked to me and he was scared of my dad, which was a pain."

  They cruised along in silence for a while longer then Catherine asked - "Why haven't you had a girlfriend, Timmy? You're a cute guy!"

  "Because all the girls in town think I'm stupid," he said with a shrug. "I'm just
not as smart as the guys they like because I was always the dummy at school."

  Catherine felt a sudden pang of sympathy for him. "You look like the smart one to me," she enthused. "You're the one with ten jobs and lots of money! And I can't believe you've got a boat licence and a credit card!"

  He grinned. "Plus there's no beautiful girls around here anyway. You're the only one who's beautiful and kind to me," he said with conviction. "You're kind to me and Tod and Paulo because you let us have sex with you. You're really kind about that."

  Catherine giggled at the animation in his face as much as his simple minded logic. They were coasting along the pier and Timmy guided the cruiser into a vacant spot and tied it down for the night while she waited by the stairs. She then led him down and seated him on the bed.

  "Are you still too tired?" she teased as she got down on her knees and tugged at his belt.

  He shook his head. "I'm not tired anymore!"

  She had his belt and zipper undone and he lifted his butt so she could tug his pants down. She pulled them down past his knees and left them around his ankles while she smiled back up at him. "Are you sure you're not too tired and maybe we should just forget about this?"

  He shook his head some more. "No, we shouldn't just forget about it."

  She lifted his cock and held it while she kissed his balls. She nibbled softly with her teeth and sucked on one then the other. She couldn't help remembering what Paulo said about his balls being full and she wondered if these ones were. She hoped they would be and she continued softly kissing and sucking on them while she stroked his erection.

  She kissed her way up the underside of his shaft and then sucked the head into her mouth but only for a moment before she squeezed him in her hand again and kissed her way back down to his balls.

  She wondered if she went slow and teased him a lot, whether his balls would fill even more. The thought of that excited her immensely, especially since she was going to be accepting his ejaculation in her mouth.

  "Don't cum too fast, Timmy," she said peering up at him. "Tell me when you're getting close so I can make it last longer, okay?"