Catherine I live for the moment when I hear the catch in her throat with our first kiss. Her breathing gets heavier with each caress, touch, or stroke, of her sensitive places, I wait for those words she will say..., but not yet.
Carly - And C'
Two pillows I've propped under my head giving me a delicious view of this amazingly flexible thirty year old blond, pony tailed bundle of beauty and energy. Who, right now is demonstrating it by straddling my hips while doing a backbend just like she could fifteen years ago and just like she is right now.
Carly, her knees bent, squeezed tight against my hips, her head thrown back, her belly and chest thrusting up towards the ceiling supporting herself with her arms behind her, hands gripping my knees. Tight tendons in her neck betraying the orgasmic crisis that hasn't become audible yet; number two in less than thirty-five minutes --- she did say she was horny! "Girls are fun, she's told me, but your big cock is what I've needed to cum like this."
But, Oh My God... what a beauty she is; not a single extra ounce on this girl. Her tight round ass that was filling my hands, her firm breasts with their coat button size areolas, brown M&M nipples brushing across my face, where right now those breasts are just tight mounds stretched over her chest.
Carley's smooth bald pussy holding my eyes; her tight, glistening pink slit stretched around my thick cock buried in it. Sweet pinky finger tip clit; "Suck it, suck it Swaggart," she kept saying to me over and over the whole time she was grinding that smooth, bald pussy back and forth over my mouth. My hands gripping those tight round ass cheeks held her down against my mouth as my tongue licked all over her slightly gaped cunt and pink butt hole. And oh, how delicious it was nursing on her pinky finger tip clit.
Orgasm one, was her cuming on my mouth.
Arms bent back over her head; how does she do this? I question.Tight, stretched thigh muscles, tight well defined belly muscles heaving up and down pulling, pushing each heaving breath in and out of her lungs announcing orgasm number two.
The lady did tell me she was horny for some cock, and mine is what she wanted; what an ego booster to hear that! Where right now her very stretched pussy is filled with it.
"Oh... My... God, Swaggart!" Carly at last sitting up, her legs straddling me thighs, as her hands came down onto my pillow, slowly lowering her head to crush her mouth onto mine.
"You," she says, "were exactly what I needed," telling me when breaking the kiss.
"Well then, I'm happy to have been of assistance."
"You certainly have been! She tells me. "But Oh..., my pussy! And after taking you on, she says, it takes some time for it to recover."
On hearing that I can almost believe it; she is so deliciously tight!
"Now sit up," she's telling me, "I need to do some serious cock riding! But please don't cum in me; it's the wrong time of the month; if you know why."
"I have very good self control, lady; so rut away!"
And Oh..., does she ever!
This sweet toned gymnast has more moves than her gymnastic floor exercise. And she's using all those moves on my tortured cock right now.
And, Oh, My God... what a sweet, fuck she is!
Minutes of her gyrating hips and bouncing ass --- smack, smack, smack is the sound of those round ass cheeks landing against my thighs; only pausing long enough to tease her tits in my face; where I sometimes, catch a nipple as she rubs them across it.
"My God Girl, you're killing me!" Where just in time it's lifting her up and off my exploding cock, spurting streams of cum up between us. And now with cum slick bellies and mutual heavy breathing and where it was the sounds of body bouncing bed noises, it's now only our heavy breathing.
Loosening my hold on her, she leans back, "You must have been saving that up," she says. "Look at me... I'm covered with you!" She says," has both of us laughing together. "No lady, it's just the usual me."
"Now tell me about the tour," asking her.
One hour later, and very reluctantly waving good night, it's Carly driving up the driveway to a momentary stop before her left turn and car tail lights disappearing down the road; thank you, Carly! You were just what I needed too.
But now it's back in the house to find my cell phone buzzing on the island top; Catherine, displayed on the screen
But instead of answering her call, I'll get the coffee maker set up and ready for morning. Then weather the storm I'm going to hear by ignoring her; she hates when I do it. "How dare you ignore me!" I'll hear.
My phone buzzing again. And with a glance at the time displayed on the coffee maker I've just finished with; it's late. So why call me now?
"Hello me!"
"Where have you been and why haven't you answered my calls!" Is what I get, instead of her usual; "Hi it's me."
"I've had a busy evening, Catherine. You know, my class over at the college campus. And after that, I stopped by the gym to see a friend; she's the assistant coach with the women's gymnastic team. Who had been on a cross country tour of exhibitions. And who, got in late last night; as I found out on my morning phone call to Erin. Where Sally came on, after my goodbye to Erin, to tell me the team was back. Sally got a late night call from Carly; who's a long time friend of Sally."
"Oh... you could have at least found a moment to answer one of my calls." Catherine, sarcastically telling me
"One of your calls.., how many did you make?"
"Enough that you could have found time to answer at least... one of them," she says very afirmetaly.
"Catherine... I was ah... kind of busy... with Carly. You know how that's been; you with Richard in town. The same way with Carly, who followed me home so she could show me how much she missed fucking me. So it took us a long time to catch up; she really loves riding me. And where she just left a few minutes ago."
"Yeah... well, I'm glad everything got caught up on; good night Bob!"
Damn, I wonder what Catherine wanted to tell me?
"Late again, huh Swaggart?" John Wearing coming up to me as I've just finished hanging up my jacket. "Another fender bender?" He asked.
"No John, not this morning," replying.
"Oh then, forgetting to set the alarm again," his sarcasm in it.
"Not that either, John. All railroad trouble this morning; signaling issues up and down the line; at least that's what they were telling everyone."
"So how's the girl friend, her friend still in town?"
"John!" Sharply turning to him. "Questions like that will get your ass tossed out --- pick any one of these eighth story windows! Remember I told you I survived one from higher then that!"
"I thought you told me it was eight stories?" John's questioning.
"I didn't want to scare you, John; because it was much higher. But with the blowing, swirling dust and sand obscuring the ground, where it was only quick glimpses of that ground I knew was rushing up at the same time I was counting, one thousand, two thousand, all the way up to, I forget now. Is when we slammed into the ground, skidding nose first into the rocks. But still like I told you, all of us were pretty banged up, especially the two pilots, where I told you too, that we had to break, bend, or disassemble, seats, instrument panels and anything else we had to do; with whatever we had at hand, some of us with our own bloody hands, in order to get them free and patch up ourselves too.
"So when I say I was lucky, John. It's because if we had crashed into those rocks instead of skidding across the ground first, the outcome for the pilots, and maybe the rest of us on board would have had a very different outcome."
"But you're asking about Catherine and her friend... it's been the same as always with them John; him and his wife. Who had been out of the country for some time, so there was much to get caught up on. Although, she did come by my house to give me a taste of what they've been up to.
"You mean..." John leaves hanging.
"Mean what John?" Asking him.
"Well..., you know, I mean... old friends and stuff," he says.
"John, my feelings for Caterine go very deep; but, I don't... own her! She's married, John. And I've understood from the very beginning, everything would be on her terms. Just like this friend and her other friends are on her terms too."
