Sweet Catherine Really Likes Men (Unprotected Book 4) Page 4

“No – sorry. I’m fully equipped and have probably got a healthy sperm count. Plus my balls are full from earlier.” He takes Catherine’s lips, kissing her softly. “This first load is going to be huge.”

  Catherine opens her mouth to accept his tongue and lifts her bottom to squirm against the two fingers he has inside her pussy.

  He breaks off the kiss and looks across at Ashton. “Feel how wet she is, man.”

  Catherine’s blush rises as her husband reaches beneath the sheet and feels her, both men’s fingers now present at her opening. Carter presses against her inner thigh, encouraging her legs wider still. A finger enters her. She can see by the look on her husband’s face that it’s his.

  “Is she ready for me, man?” Carter asks him.

  “Yeah….” Ashton meets Catherine’s eyes.

  “So we’re all good with bareback, are we?” the older man checks. He moves over Catherine’s leg, lying on her but keeping his upper body raised. He’s holding his cock.

  Ashton edges back out of the way.

  “Let’s see how this feels, eh?” Carter says, grinning up from where he’s positioning the head against Catherine’s slick opening. “Yeah – that’s tight,” he goes on, entering her. He lies down on her and rolls his pelvis, stretching her with his thickness. Catherine closes her eyes as his lips press to hers, his cock withdrawing then surging more fully up her.

  Catherine’s orgasm is on the verge already. The size of the dick slowly sliding in and out of her is wonderful. It’s not particularly long, but it’s very thick and so hard. The older man’s tongue is still in her mouth when her belly clenches and the pulses of ecstasy contract through her. She has to turn her head away. He just holds firmly up her and lets her cum on his cock.

  Both men are watching her face when her eyes roll and regain focus. Carter takes her mouth again, searching into her with his tongue and making her moan. Catherine holds Ashton’s gaze as she’s kissed. She has adjusted to the thickness of the cock inside of her. It’s moving in and out now. She’s being fucked and French kissed in bed next to her husband. She’s tingling all over and her head’s spinning. She lifts her leg over Ashton so she can spread wider, and Carter immediately settles into a rhythm of short, powerful thrusts that are jolting her body and forcing her head against the headboard. She clings to him, though, and she grinds her clit against the thick base of his shaft, and within a few minutes with her orgasm building nicely again, he suddenly convulses and starts cumming in her.

  His cock throbs powerfully, and the feel of it and the heat from his semen tip Catherine over the edge. Her belly then clamps as a wave of ecstasy grips her from within and explodes through her entire body, only to contract deep in her belly and explode again and again.

  She’s left spent and tingling all over as the stranger continues rotating his hips and working his semi firm cock in and out of her. He has lifted his upper body and is watching her breasts as he fucks her. Then he cranes his neck downward and sucks on a nipple that is so sensitive and causes Catherine's belly to contract again.

  "Fuck she's tight," Carter says to Ashton with a grin. "She really crushed me when she came…. Didn't you?" he adds, kissing Catherine's lips.

  "You're so thick in me," she utters. "Especially when you were finishing."

  "Well what I lack in length I make up for in girth." He smiles. "Most women seem to enjoy the different feeling."

  He rolls off and collapses on his back. Catherine pulls the sheet up to cover her breasts.

  Carter chuckles and lifts back up to rest on an elbow, grinning across at Ashton. “Well deed’s done now, buddy. You know the feeling when you just keep on blowing, eh? That was a huge load….” He takes Catherine’s lips softly. “There’s an awful lot of my cum inside you right now, baby. Does it feel good?”

  “Uh huh – it feels nice,” Catherine breathes into another kiss. “It feels dangerous. It’s exciting.” She looks to her husband. “Are you still okay with it? I mean, it’s too late of course, it’s already inside of me – but I’m still glad he didn’t use a condom.” Her neck is being kissed. “It feels like my belly’s all tingly with his sperm. It’s like it’s all rushed up inside of me everywhere – all alive and swimming around.”

  “Don’t they say a woman can feel it when she conceives?” Carter teases into her ear. “Sounds like I might have just knocked your wife up, man,” he taunts Ashton. “Are you guys sure about your fertility timing?”

  Catherine bites her lip, peering between the two men. “Um – I think I’m okay right now. I think it’s just my imagination. I could feel you squirting in me when you were cumming. I noticed how big your balls are before and it felt like a lot.”

  “You noticed, eh?” Carter chuckles.

  “Yes. They’re huge, and they felt so heavy when we were on the boat…. That’s when I started thinking about not using a condom and having all that semen in me instead.”

  ****

  Ashton rolls on top of his wife, and she reaches down and guides him in. He can feel how open she is. Her pussy’s extremely wet. He starts fucking her with rapid thrusts and soon has his load building.

  She’s holding him tight but she’s just lying still, letting him get off. “Do you want to pull out?” she whispers. “I’ll finish you with my hand if you want.”

  “Okay,” he gasps, and he pulls back and lets her stroke him off onto her belly. He cums hard, his load slurping in thick ropes. She uses the sheet to wipe it up and cuddles to his chest.

  Ashton is soon dozing off. He feels Catherine move. She scoots across to the other man, who pulls her close and takes her mouth with a passionate kiss. Carter moves on top of her, her legs parting to cradle him. He’s still kissing her when he surges and obviously impales her with his cock again.

  “Mmm – it’s so thick in me….”

  “Yeah you’ve got a nice tight pussy, baby. Do you like being slow fucked?”

  “Uh huh….”

  “Do you like being tongue kissed and fucked?”

  Catherine giggles into his mouth. “Yes I do.”

  Ashton lies watching his wife being screwed and kissed for the next hour. She’s flipped over and taken from behind for a while then fucked missionary again. Carter eventually loses control and jams himself deep into her.

  “Can you feel that, baby?”

  “Yes I can feel it.”

  “That’s it – keep your legs spread for me – nice and wide now.”

  “Uh huh – like that?”

  “Aw, fuck yeah!”

  He remains pressed against her, his arms pumped with flexing muscles.

  “Yeah that’s another huge load, baby…. I’m still fucking blowing.” He lifts his shoulders and looks down between their bodies. “Should I have pulled out too? I don’t know if I could have.”

  “No – it’s fine. Ashton usually pulls out or uses a condom when another man is servicing me. Or sometimes I just stroke him instead.”

  “Oh yeah?” Carter kisses her again. “Like I’ve got rights to you, eh?”

  “Uh huh…. Now that you’ve started, you’ll be able to keep having me like this all the time we’re here…. My husband will let you.”

  The guy rolls onto his back. Catherine cuddles to his chest. He’s stroking her hair. “I’m just going to clean you a little bit,” she whispers to him. “I want to taste you again….”

  She kisses down his belly, scooting back and pressing her bottom against Ashton. She’s moaning softly as she licks and sucks the guy’s cock and balls. Ashton feels into her slit. He inserts his middle finger. She’s extremely wet and sloppy.

  “Taste good?” Carter asks her. He’s up on his elbows watching what she’s doing.

  “I can’t believe how huge these are,” she utters. “I can’t wait for them to be full again.”

  Ashton’s stroking his cock. He slides it into his wife. She wiggles back against him. Carter is watching him. Catherine looks back over her shoulder. “Do you want to finish in my mout
h this time? I want to swallow some.”

  “Okay,” Ashton agrees, and he humps her until he’s about to blow then pulls out, squeezing his cock. She quickly turns around and takes him into her hot mouth. He cums hard and she swallows it all down.

  He lies back and watches her clean him. His balls are soaked in the cum she’s so full of. She holds his cock aside and licks it all up. She is then pulled toward the other man and cuddled from behind, his hand on her breast.

  Ashton holds his wife’s gaze while Carter rests with closed eyes, his face beside hers, his fingers teasing and playing with a nipple. He strokes down her body, and she settles more fully back against him. She closes her eyes, the two of them quickly dozing off.

  ****

  In the morning Ashton wakes to the feel of the bed jolting. He meets Catherine’s gaze. The other man’s head is buried in the back of her neck. Her body is jolted again. Her back is arched, her hips flared. The guy’s humping gently, but he thrusts once more, making her tits bounce wildly. He kisses the back of her neck. She bites down on a smile as she blushes at Ashton.

  Ashton looks down her body to where they’re coupled. Carter has her upper leg pulled back over his hips. His thick cock is slowly sliding in and out of her stretched little pussy. Ashton scoots down and kisses Catherine’s belly. She moans and grabs his hair.

  “Fuck she’s still tight, man,” Carter says, sliding in deep again.

  “Yeah – looks like you’re stretching her,” Ashton adds.

  Carter chuckles. He smooths Catherine’s hair from her neck and touches a red mark with his tongue. He then sucks on her skin while she moans and writhes back onto his cock. When he releases her neck the bite mark is a deeper shade of red. His hand is on her tit. Ashton notices a love bite there as well, just beneath her left nipple.

  Ashton lowers to his wife’s sweaty belly again. He kisses his way across to her hip. Her hand is still in his hair. He glances and meets her eyes then looks at where the other man’s cock is slowly sliding out of her. It withdraws until the crown emerges then sinks into her again. Ashton kisses her soft skin, nuzzling her groin then moving to her little landing strip. The guy has her spread wide. He continues fucking her when Ashton touches her clit with his tongue. Ashton presses it against the veined shaft of the other man’s cock. Catherine’s labia are stretched taut, but he sucks on it as best he can while the other man’s cock continues to slide in and out.

  Carter jams his cock firmly up and holds firm. He lets out a groan and his cock pulses. Ashton can see his huge balls clenching with each additional pulse of his swollen shaft. He can only imagine how powerful the jets of semen would be in Catherine’s pussy. He keeps his lips pressed to her labia and feels each distinct throb of the other man’s dick. Semen starts leaking from around it, so Ashton lifts a little and just watches.

  Catherine is still clutching his hair. The cock inside of her recedes and the crown appears. There’s a huge wad of cum visible inside of her when the big purple head slips all the way out.

  Carter shifts back a bit. “There you go, man – I’m completely drained.”

  Catherine rests on her back, one leg bent up and swayed across the other. Carter bends to her and presses his lips to hers. Ashton sees her mouth open immediately. The guy breaks the kiss and teases her then extends his tongue and presses to her again. Catherine touches his chest as he ravages her. He leaves her mouth wet and open and moves to her neck.

  Catherine lifts her head and meets Ashton’s eyes. She holds her head up and to the side while the older man sucks on her skin. He stops and inspects the new mark he has made. It’s pink and inflamed. The one on the other side of her neck is speckled red, as is the one on her breast. He resumes sucking on her. She meets Ashton’s eyes again and holds his gaze.

  Ashton waits. The guy finally finishes and leaves Catherine feeling her neck.

  Carter smiles. “That’s one for each load so far….”

  Ashton nods. Catherine blushes.

  “But I actually have to run,” Carter goes on, getting up and grabbing his clothes. "I have to be somewhere today. I'll see you tomorrow night, okay?”

  “Oh okay. So?"

  “Yeah just see old Olsen for anything you need. He's pretty good in the kitchen." The guy looks to Catherine, still feeling her neck. “They should fade by tomorrow night…. I’ll come back and give you some more.” He winks and glances at her legs.

  “Okay,” Catherine utters, biting her grin.

  “Alright, man,” Ashton adds. “Tomorrow night, then….”

  Carter pats the doorframe and leaves.

  Ashton is sitting beside his wife. She touches his face and he kisses her hand. He lowers and kisses her belly. She strokes his hair, her bent leg straightening as he nibbles down to her little bush. He nuzzles the thin strip of hair. Her thighs are together as he softly kisses lower. He presses his closed lips to her slit. It’s sticky and salty. Her thighs part slightly. He opens his mouth a little and presses the tip of his tongue against her clit. He swirls around it, holding one thigh and pushing the other aside. He closes his eyes and opens his mouth over the length of her pussy, extending his tongue to penetrate her as deeply as he can.

  He passionately kisses her gooey opening, slicing his tongue through her folds and cringing at the powerful taste, not allowing the thick fluid to seep into his mouth at all. Catherine is clutching his hair and pulling him close. She soon convulses in orgasm, her body arching and her thighs clamping around his head.

  When she settles he kisses her pussy softly once more. It’s oozing semen now with thick globs of the stuff stuck to her outer lips. The taste is strong in his mouth as he lifts to her.

  “Mmm – it’s all over your face. Let me taste it,” she moans, pulling him into a kiss and licking his lips and mouth. “Mmm – that’s definitely his cum…. That’s so sexy.”

  ****

  An hour later, showered and freshened up, Ashton looks up from his breakfast. “So do you think that was safe, baby? There’s no chance of you falling pregnant to him?”

  “Um – not entirely safe, Ashton. I’m not on birth control and I’m sitting here with a belly full of semen – so no not quite as safe as I could be.”

  Ashton nods. “Yeah I guess….”

  “But I don’t mind,” Catherine adds, blushing. “I wouldn’t mind if he sleeps with us again when he gets back.”

  Ashton also blushes. “Yeah – I think I want that too. I think now that he’s had you, we should let him service you again…. Now that we’ve decided to take a chance like this again – it’s really exciting.”

  “I know…. Do you want to keep being safe, though?” Catherine bites her lip. “Do you want to just let him have me unprotected?”

  Ashton nods. “Okay – I’ll use rubbers. I was already thinking that before you said.”

  Catherine smiles through her blush. “He filled me up so much…. I have a belly full of sperm and none of it’s from my husband.”

  “So it was just the three times that he took you? He didn’t get you again through the night?”

  “No he just cuddled me all night and kept playing with my breasts. But I can’t wait for him to get back already. I hope he wants to sleep with us again tomorrow night. It was so nice being held close afterwards this time. Being taken and then cuddled and kissed feels almost romantic…. I love the way he kisses….”

  ****

  Ashton and Catherine drive to the village to have another look around, and when they get back they have a swim in the lake. Toby’s working in the gardens again, and Ashton makes his wife take her top off and show him her breasts.

  Old Olsen is watching from the kitchen window with his binoculars again and formulates his plan for what he considers to be fair retribution.

  After lunch on the balcony Ashton starts getting sleepy. He simply can't keep his eyes open and has to go to bed. Catherine has agreed to take down the dishes from lunch for Olsen, and when she enters the kitchen he closes the door beh
ind her.

  "So your old man's asleep?" Olsen leans back against the closed door. He looks menacing with his folded arms and stern brow.

  Catherine's heart starts pounding. "Um. Yes he's asleep, but –"

  “Yes well I put a little something in his orange juice to help with that," Olsen cuts in. He motions to a doorway that leads down to the basement. "Come on down and we'll have a chat about how you've been teasing my boy."

  "But I –"

  Catherine's plea is cut short by the old man taking an iron grip on her arm and forcing her through the door. There’s a stairwell and a room with two beds and a TV set on a dresser. Toby is sitting on one of the beds, but as Catherine is pushed onto the other one, he gets up bobbing his shoulders and looking back and forth from his father to Catherine. Catherine's heart is in her throat. She’s petrified and unable to get a sound out.

  "Now, personally I fully approve of attractive young women sunbathing topless, but it looked an awful lot like you and that man of yours were deliberately trying to tease young Toby here. Am I right?"

  He is indeed right, and Catherine knows the look on her face is answering his question. She couldn't lie to save her life.

  "We didn't mean any harm," she stammers, sobbing a little.

  Old Olsen smiles. "And there's no harm done! As long as the young fellow isn't left – well – shall we say high and dry!"

  Toby’s staring at Catherine's legs. She has on a short lace skirt, which is hiked up displaying her panties. She tugs it down as she edges back against the wall. She thinks about screaming for help.

  "The nearest neighbour is half a mile away, and your man wouldn't wake up if a bomb hit," Olsen says easily, as if he has read Catherine's mind. "The only question is, do you want it rough, or are you going to cooperate?"

  "Cooperate with what?" Catherine sobs. She knows what is about to happen, though, and her mind is ticking over the possibilities. If she fights she will probably be hurt, and there’s no way to run with the only avenue for escape being the stairwell where the old man is sitting.

  "Please don't hurt me," she pleads, looking from the old man to the young giant standing over her.