Sweet Catherine Breezes By Page 5

  He was certainly bigger than his brother and his cock was stiff and probing in nice and deep, but not too deep. He was actually a very nice size and he was still holding her nipples while he was humping her with a steady rhythm of short, powerful thrusts.

  Her orgasm reignited quickly and just as he pressed up behind her hard and held firm it thumped through her belly, clenching in tune with the powerful bursts of cum shooting from his cock.

  She smiled back at him but he was gasping for breath and sweating profusely. He smiled though. "Sorry but I think I squirted a lot of it in you. It felt so good!"

  "That's okay," Catherine said. "Are you finished now, or do you want to do it again?" she added playfully.

  "No, I think I'm finished now," he answered, quite sincerely.

  He got off her, so she got back up on her knees and fixed her hair. She could feel a trickle running down her leg and she got her panties that she had scrunched in her hand and dabbed at it. The boys were starting the boat and not watching her so she discretely dabbed her pussy too and sat down with her panties pressed between her legs - kind of sitting on them with her dress out behind so it didn't get wet from their cum.

  "So do you do that with lots of guys back home?" Paulo asked.

  "No," she replied indignantly. "I've only been with a few older men, and then I've had a boyfriend for the last six months until we just broke up."

  "Oh. So how old are you?" Tod asked.

  "Nineteen," Catherine said. "How old are you?"

  "I'm twenty and so is Paulo. Timmy's eighteen."

  "I'm nearly nineteen!" Timmy declared, smiling at Catherine.

  "I'm glad you haven't got a boyfriend right now," Paulo said. "Lucky for us!"

  "Maybe, but I hope you've got somewhere better than a boat next time," she challenged.

  "We could go up to Griffin's tomorrow," Tod suggested.

  "Yeah we could take the mattress out of my room if you come over before light tomorrow," Paulo added enthusiastically. "We could take a broom and a mop and clean it up a bit."

  "What's Griffin's?" Catherine asked.

  "It's just an empty house not far from where you're staying," Tod explained. "It's pretty clean already but we can clean it up better."

  "And there's a spare foam mattress under my bed that's nearly new, and we can bring some sheets for it," Paulo enthused again. "We could hang out there all day if you want and there's a swimming hole too!"

  "Yeah it's like a really clear pond but no one goes there because it's on Griffin's land," Tod continued. "Except Griffin went missing about ten years ago and no one knows where he is, and since then the place has been abandoned."

  "So how far is it?" Catherine asked softly, although she was more so making conversation about it to calm her fluttering heart. The idea of spending all day with them was interesting.

  "It's about half a mile past your place," Timmy added. “It's in the forest on the way to the cove.”

  "But should we get some more condoms?" Paulo asked.

  Catherine's blush fired up and swept over her at that. She shook her head though. "No, you don't need to use condoms with me. But can you bring a pillow so I don't have to lie flat on the mattress please? And maybe some food and drink if we're going to stay there all day."

  "Yeah - have to keep our energy up," Tod chuckled as he climbed up onto the pier.

  Catherine waited until all three of them were up there then she retrieved her panties from between her legs and found them to be soaked, so she stuffed them into her purse. She then climbed up onto the pier with the breeze blowing up her dress and feeling quite cool against her wet pussy.

  Tod and Paulo walked ahead jostling each other and laughing and carrying on while Timmy walked quietly beside her carrying the stuffed giraffe he had won. When they got to the end of the pier they waited until Catherine caught up.

  "So, what time tomorrow?" Tod asked her. "We'll wait for you on the road just past your house."

  "Maybe about ten," Catherine suggested. "But where should I go?"

  "Just turn left at your gate and walk up the road and we'll be waiting," Paulo said with a big grin. "What should we bring for you to eat?"

  "I usually just have fruit for lunch, or maybe a sandwich."

  "Okay - see you tomorrow," they both said and walked off up the street.

  Timmy was still standing there though. "Can I walk you home?" he asked politely.

  "Sure," Catherine said and he smiled.

  "But wait one minute, okay? I have to go to my house right there and get my camera."

  He ran into the first house on the street opposite the pier and came running back out after a few seconds. He was back puffing with a camera in his hand in no time.

  "Can I take your photo please?"

  Catherine posed with the giraffe and he snapped a few shots.

  "Happy now?" she asked as they set off up the hill towards her house, and he nodded and smiled his thanks again.

  "You shouldn't walk alone at night. Not even around here," he suggested. "Not if you're a girl."

  "That's true. It's nice of you to walk me."

  "Oh I don't mind. I'm not like my brother."

  Catherine giggled. "He's okay."

  Timmy shrugged at that. "I hope it was all right what happened on the boat."

  "It was all right," Catherine answered softly. "It was nice."

  "Even with me?"

  "Yes of course with you!"

  Timmy's smile broadened. "This is for you, don't forget," he said proudly and he held out the stuffed giraffe. "But I'll carry it until we get to your house."

  "Okay. Thank you," Catherine smiled. He really was cute, and seemed a very nice, simple minded boy.

  "You know - I'm ready to do it again now if you want."

  Catherine giggled. "That sounds nice Timmy but I think that's enough for one night. You each did it to me two times already!"

  "I know, but I wanted to do it to you again."

  "Well you can tomorrow," Catherine said softly.

  "But I have to work tomorrow - in the morning for Manny, then for my dad and then for your dad."

  "But there isn't even anywhere to do it," Catherine tried. He was very determined and she had to give him credit for that.

  "There's somewhere over there," he said, pointing off towards the sound of the waves crashing ashore. "Just past the dunes there's a barbeque and a bench seat. You could lay over the table and I could do it to you like that."

  Catherine felt another blush sweep over her at the thought. "Well how far over there?" she asked with her legs tingling and feeling sort of weak all of a sudden.

  Timmy took her hand and led her off the road. "Just over here," he said, and she stumbled out of her sandals and picked them up as she was dragged along.

  He led her over a few sand dunes to a small grassy park with a shelter and barbeque. There was a park bench under the shelter and he took her over to it and released her hand. Catherine looked around but there was no sign of life and no lights or anything in sight. There was just the moonlight, the warm salty air and the sound of the waves crashing ashore.

  Timmy was behind her. He was right there at her shoulder and she could feel the heat from his body against her back. "Just bend over the table because I know what to do now," he said, causing her blush to fire up and her legs to weaken again.

  She leant forward and rested with her elbows on the table. He had his pants down and his penis was standing directly upright. He lifted her dress up over her hips and she arched up for him as he positioned the head against her pussy lips. "Just gently," she said as she felt it sticking a little. She was tacky from where their cum had dried but when he pulled the head of his cock back out it was wet and it slid back in easily.

  That time he slid about half way in before her pussy lips gripped, and when he pulled back out he drew enough juice to make her quite slick. He then rocked forward and plunged fully into her while Catherine moaned a little and looked back over her shoulder
at him.

  He grinned. "It's really hot inside you, like Paulo said."

  "Is it?" Catherine uttered. "Is it nice for you?"

  "Yeah. It feels much better than when I do it with my hand."

  "Does it?" Catherine enticed. He was thrusting and pumping into her and she was experiencing a resurgence of that deep seeded orgasm from before.

  "Yeah and it's better because I usually make a mess everywhere," he panted. "It's much better squirting it in you."

  "Uh hmmm," Catherine moaned softly and she lifted and pressed herself hard over the base of his stiff cock. He then grabbed her breasts and started humping her with his hips, just rolling them and grinding it into her.

  "I'm going to do it now," he gasped. "I'm going to squirt in you!"

  "Okay," Catherine said, reaching back and grabbing hold of his neck.

  She arched her body and tilted her hips, pressing back against him so he could ejaculate inside of her nice and deep. Her orgasm had built a little but it was a long way off so it was just about accepting his cum. "Squirt it in me," she whispered to him, smiling to herself as she used his own words.

  "Okay. Here it comes," he panted and then he bucked and she rode him. She ground herself down over the base of his penis as it pulsed and gushed. She was standing upright with her back swayed and her hips flared and he was shooting his load vertically up inside of her. It was hot and the bursts were strong again, and she could feel it flooding her.

  He released the arm that was across her breasts and his body slumped form her back. He huffed a little. "Whew - that was fun! And now there's more of my sperms in you than Paulo's or Tod's."

  "There sure is," Catherine giggled. "There's lots more of your sperm than theirs." He was still up her and she rested back on her elbows on the table, watching him over her shoulder.

  "You're very wet in there now," he went on curiously. "It's all gooey inside you."

  He continued rocking slowly back and forth, sliding into her and then withdrawing almost all the way out. "Where are your pants?" he suddenly asked, grinning again. "I saw them on the Ferris wheel you know?"

  "They're in my purse. They're too wet to put on."

  "But why are they too wet?"

  "Because of all that goo," Catherine giggled.

  She also pushed him away and stood fixing her dress. "I have to go home now," she said and she led him back to the road with him carrying the giraffe and tucking his pants back in on the way.

  As they reached the top of the hill they could see her parents sitting outside on the loungers. She was expecting Timmy to leave her and turn back but he remained walking by her side all the way until her parents looked up smiling. Even then he stood there right beside her smiling back at them.

  "Evening!" her dad said with his fake, yet very stern glare.

  Her mom offered a welcoming smile. “Hello again,” she said.

  "Hello," Timmy replied simply. "I brought Catherine home to make sure she was safe."

  "Well, thank you," her mom said, and her dad just stared.

  Timmy handed Catherine the giraffe. "I'll see you," he said and turned to leave.

  "See you, Timmy," Catherine returned sweetly. Then she glared back at her dad but he just grinned.

  "I wish you wouldn't do that," she scolded when Timmy was far enough away not to hear.

  "Now come on, love - I'm just having fun," he chuckled.

  "He seems nice," her mom ventured sincerely.

  "He is nice!" Catherine said. "He's really sweet."

  She left her parents and went in to the bathroom to clean up. She took her panties from her purse and opened them to find stringy globs of semen soaked into them. She checked under her dress and found that she was just sticky down there but she could see the milky fluid glistening between the lips of her pussy.

  It was from Timmy just then, she imagined. Or maybe it was a mixture from all three of them, she thought as she blushed a little. She only had a wash and brushed her teeth. She decided not to shower because she liked the thought of being wet and sticky down there from them. And she crawled into bed hugging her belly and feeling all warm and tingly inside, and she went to sleep picturing the boys carrying a mattress up into the forest in the dark - a mattress they were intending to set up for her.

  ****

  That night Paulo tossed and turned and woke at four with the sun not yet brightening the eastern horizon. He pulled the mattress out from under his bed and quietly carried it out through the lounge and the front door. Then he hurried along to where Tod was waiting in front of his house with a pillow, sheets and a mop and broom. Timmy had to fish that morning and in the afternoon he had to go across and get his uncle's cabin cruiser, so he was out of the plan. Paulo had also carried a bag of food and Tod had bottles of drink.

  The two boys set off down the road fully loaded and they trudged up the hill before detouring around the back of the sand dunes in case Catherine's dad was awake. They emerged just above her house and then trudged on into the forest, reaching Griffin's place at dawn.

  The house was in good condition. The back door was unlocked and there had been a few parties there over the years but there wasn't much damage done. All the windows and doors were intact too, so the elements of nature had been shut out and so too were the rodents and bugs. The place was just a bit dusty and the boys took turns sweeping all the floors and mopping with water from the laundry. The water supply was gravity fed from the pond up above so it was clean and fresh. There was no electricity though.

  "That's not bad eh?" Paulo suggested after they had been sweeping and mopping for an hour.

  "Yeah - good enough. I think we should set up the mattress in the first bedroom, just in there. That way we can have turns taking her in there instead of doing it together out here. She might like it better with just one at a time."

  "Yeah, good idea," Paulo agreed and he dragged the mattress into the room they were talking about while Tod brought the sheet and pillow.

  It was a small carpeted room and they made the bed up against the wall. Then Paulo crashed on it and went to sleep while Tod went exploring to check the water hole for swimming.

  ****

  Catherine woke at eight and had breakfast before her mother gave her a shopping list for the grocery store in the village. She showered and picked out a new breezy little floral skirt that she'd bought in town and a matching white lace bra and panty set. She pulled on a cute little lace trim tank top and she was set.

  She strolled along enjoying the warm morning sun and feeling rather sexy and naughty in anticipation of going to that house with the boys later. She saw there was lots of activity around the pier though and she decided try out her new skirt in the breeze.

  The pier had two levels. The level where you walked was up to six feet above the water and there was another walkway below that floated on the water surface rising and falling with the tide. As it was at that time of the morning the tide was out and the boats were a full six feet below the rail where Catherine was strolling along.

  There were quite a few fishing boats with men cleaning equipment and sorting their catch, and every one of the men looked up at her as she walked slowly past. A few of them whistled or called out a hello darling or something similar, making Catherine blush and smile back down at them. She was walking right next to the rail, and every one of them as she passed could see up her skirt.

  "Where ya going?" one old man called out when she glanced down at him.

  "Nowhere - just for a walk," Catherine replied politely and she stopped there and stood holding the rail and watching them cook prawns.

  There were two boys working and two old men smoking pipes. The two old men could see up the front of her skirt as she stood there. They could both see the front of her panties - the little white triangle of fabric covering her pussy. She had shaved her pussy in the shower too so there was just the smooth outline of her lips and her slit.

  "Do you want some prawns?" one of them asked.

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p; "Okay - how much are they?"

  "Just wrap her up a small bag," he said to one of the boys, and that was done. He then stepped up onto the walkway and handed them up. "Keep your money, love," he said with a smile.

  Catherine thanked him and blushed a little when his eyes moved to her legs. He was right there beneath her looking directly up her skirt so she did a little pirouette and smiled back as she moved along.

  Manny was there as usual so she stopped beside his boat. Timmy was working with him and said hi. Manny stepped up onto the walkway and approached close to where she was standing, stretching his back and then lighting up a cigarette. He leant there against the pier smiling up as they chatted, and Catherine stayed there holding the rail and averting her eyes whenever he looked directly up her skirt.

  He could see the full front of her panties too. He could just discern a little tuft of hair through the lace but otherwise she appeared to be shaved. These seemed to be even more sheer than the panties she was wearing last time and he could definitely see where they were creasing into her slit.

  "I have to go," she said sweetly and turned to leave but Timmy climbed up and caught up with her.

  "You know you don't have to go up to Griffin's with my brother!" he pleaded.

  "But they're going to clean it and go to all that trouble, and I said I would."

  "I know - they went really early this morning, but you don't have to. Unless you really want to."

  Catherine didn't really know how to respond so she just strolled along quietly.

  "But it's okay if you do because I just wish it could be just you and me again but I have to work today."

  "You're not going to get all silly on me are you?" Catherine ventured carefully. "You know we were just having fun and it doesn't mean anything?"

  "Yeah, I know," he responded, blushing. "It was just fun," he added with a grin. "I - I have to go back to work now."

  "Are you okay?" Catherine called after him and he turned back and gave her another big smile.

  "I'm okay! I was just being silly for a minute but I understand now. See you later, okay?"

  Catherine filled her mother's shopping list and lugged two big grocery bags back over the hill thinking she should have brought her dad's car that was sitting there doing nothing. It was already after ten but she figured the guys could wait for her. She did her nails and fixed her makeup then she considered which bikini to take in case they went swimming. She chose a white one because she felt like wearing white today. Then she slipped off her bra and checked her boobs in the mirror with the tank top, and she tossed it and picked a white one of those too. Her nipples were almost visible through that and she considered wearing it next time she went for a walk on the pier with all the old fishermen.