He gently pressed her to sit on the couch, her ass near the edge.
“Wait, I’ll get it . . .” She was too embarrassed to say it out loud, but she felt soaked.
“Wet? It’ll clean up just fine,” he said.
Once she sat, he slid his hands up her sides, underneath her T-shirt, and slowly, sensuously pulled her T-shirt up.
Cathy lifted her arms so he could pull it all the way off.
She had the urge to cover her breasts with her hands once he tossed it aside, but his hands were already there, stroking her, squeezing, pinching her already tight, sensitive nipples. “Your tits are perfect,” he said softly, then sucked a nipple into his mouth, his stubble rough against her skin.
She arched her back, pressing her breast against his sucking mouth, gasping as he pinched the other nipple hard between his thumb and finger. He pulled against the nipple with his teeth, just enough to be uncomfortable.
Somehow, even that made her wetter. Cathy was about to press her own fingers against her aching clit, but Matt’s free hand dropped between her legs and pushed her thighs apart.
When his fingertips brushed her panties, he laughed around her nipple. “You are wet, aren’t you? Jesus, you’re so hot.”
Then his fingertips slipped under the fabric and touched her clit, and Cathy’s whole body jerked. “Oh!” she shouted, shocked at how different it felt when someone else touched her. His fingers trailed over the swollen nub, down, then up, then his hand slid under her pussy so that she basically sat on his fingers and his thumb could rub and tap.
Not knowing what was coming next was so exciting. Cathy ground down against his hand and spread her thighs wider apart. When she touched herself, she always knew what was coming.
Someone else controlling what happened was more thrilling than she would have ever imagined.
“You want it so bad, don’t you?” Matt groaned, a finger curling up to tease her hole while his thumb worked her clit. “Your untouched little pussy is just aching for me, isn’t it?”
“Yeah,” she moaned, rocking against his hand. “Feels . . . so good.”
“You haven’t felt anything yet, Cathy.” His hand moved from beneath her.
She was about to beg for him to keep going, but he grabbed her hips and pulled her right to the edge of the seat. Then he dragged her panties down her legs and tossed them away.
Matt was still dressed as he had been before, his pants open, his hard cock bobbing as he moved. But Cathy sat on the edge of the couch now completely naked.
She braced for the pleasure of whatever he was about to do, but he didn’t move for a minute. Matt simply stared at her, like he was eating her up with his eyes, and it was the sexiest feeling in the world to have someone look at her that way.
Then he put his hand against the center of her chest and gently pushed her to lean back until her shoulders rested against the couch cushion.
Her thighs were spread obscenely apart, her pussy pushed forward so he had access to every part of her. Cathy’s face heated up again at the wanton position she was in, but he rubbed his fingers against her pussy, and she forgot to be self-conscious about it.
“Yeah, look at that,” he said as he rubbed her, her lips spreading apart under the pressure of his hand. Then he focused on her clit, rubbing it in a wide circle with his palm. “Oh, the way you react to this, you’re going to fall apart when I make you come, aren’t you?”
He dragged two fingers up and down her slit, circling her clit each time. “I could come just looking at you, Cathy. You look so fucking tight.”
Hearing him say fucking while he talked about her pussy sent a pleasant muscle spasm through Cathy’s lower body. Her clit reacted, throbbing double-time against his fingers when they made their way up to the top of her slit again.
Matt sucked two of his fingers into his mouth, wetting them and groaning like the taste of her was delicious. He rubbed those wet fingers over her clit and all around her pussy then pressed them against her hole, and Cathy felt them start to slip inside her.
She reacted by tensing against the intrusion, even though she did want it. Matt chuckled, almost like he’d expected that, and rubbed his slick thumb over the clit.
Cathy gasped and pressed against it, and felt the fingers press deeper. Every time he teased her clit with his thumb, her pussy opened for more of his fingers. Finally, two fingers were fully inside her and she sat on his hand again.
He didn’t stop using his thumb, flicking up and down on her clit, while he wiggled the fingers inside her.
Cathy made little whimpers as she rocked her hips forward and back, tightening around the fingers inside her and rubbing her clit forward against his flicking thumb.
When the hand beneath her moved enough to slide the fingers out a little and plunge back in, she rocked against it and felt her orgasm explode through her lower body. It caught her off guard by how suddenly it hit, and how hard.
Cathy was used to orgasms that felt more like a release of tension, almost a relief like peeing when your bladder had been full for a while. But this was different. This was pure pleasure, not just relief.
Her pussy tightened around the fingers inside her without her doing anything as her muscles tensed and released, all her nerve endings exploding and focused on her clit and her hole.
His fingers in her pussy had gone from feeling strange to feeling so amazing she wanted more.
“You must have needed that bad,” Matt said softly. Then, as the shudders of her orgasm rippled through her pussy, Matt lowered his head and slid his tongue over her throbbing clit.
“Oh!” she cried out, surprised and again caught off-guard by how amazing it felt. He flicked her over-sensitive clit with the tip of his tongue, then soothed it with gentle, slow licks. His fingers still wiggled inside her, and his thumb still worked her clit along with his tongue.
Cathy couldn’t believe what she was feeling between her legs. She’d just had a pulsing, throbbing orgasm, the best she’d ever had in her life, and already the tension was building toward another one.
She’d barely even come down from the first one, but couldn’t stop herself from rocking forward against his mouth, whimpering as he closed his lips around her and sucked.
Her back arched so hard she nearly pushed herself right off the couch and would have ended up on the floor if he hadn’t been in front of her. “Oh my God, oh my God,” she mumbled, then she cried out wordlessly as he shook his head side to side, rubbing his mouth roughly over her cunt before sucking her clit again.
“Matt,” she whined. She’d been hanging onto the couch cushions for dear life, but quickly put a hand on his head. Her fingers sank into his soft, dark hair. “Oh, fuck yeah,” she groaned, surprising herself.
He chuckled, and she felt his hot breath against her pussy. He licked where his fingers impaled her, up to her clit and back. All of it was amazing and getting her closer and closer to coming again, but she wanted his mouth on her clit where it belonged.
Cathy twisted her fingers in his hair and tried to move his head and her hips to achieve that.
Her whole body trembled as she strained toward a renewed round of pleasure, with Matt’s mouth not quite doing exactly what she wanted. She felt him smile as she tugged on his hair and realized he knew exactly what he was doing.
“Please, Matt,” she begged, all sense of self-consciousness gone now that she just needed the tiniest push to the orgasm she wanted so badly.
Hot breath against her pussy must have been his exhale, but not a laugh, more a hiss like she’d turned him on more by begging.
Then he attacked her pussy with his mouth, licking and sucking exactly where she needed him to, his fingers moving in and out as much as he could with his hand beneath her.
His lips and tongue drew against her clit, flicking and sucking. When he kissed her there, the suction making a pop as he pulled his mouth away and then sucked again, her muscles tensed and let go in a second orgasm that was even more intense than the first.
Her shoulders and the back of her neck dug into cushion behind her as her body arched in pleasure. Cathy’s pussy was basically mashed against Matt’s mouth as her hips snapped once, twice, a third time as waves of her orgasm crashed through her.
As the pleasure slowed, Matt’s mouth moved more carefully. He licked her slower, more gently, bringing her down from the peak of pleasure she’d just experienced.
Cathy panted, trying to catch her breath, and looked down her body to meet his gaze. His face was just above her pussy, one corner of his mouth turned up in a sexy half-smile. “I hope you’re not done,” he said, his voice deep and rough.
She laughed and then groaned at the little burst of pleasure between her legs. “I didn’t even know I could come twice like that. But even if I’m done . . . it’s your turn, isn’t it?”
He kissed her inner thigh, teasing a sensitive spot with the tip of his tongue. “Yep. But I’d lay money on the fact that you’re not done anyway. If you can come twice . . . well, you’ll see.”
He rose up straight, fully on his knees instead of bent over her, and pulled his shirt off over his head.
Short, dark hair covered his chest, nipple to nipple, and traveled down the line in the center of his muscled stomach to lead to the thicker patch of hair around his cock.
He was so masculine and handsome, and despite having just come twice, Cathy couldn’t wait to get her hands all over him.
She leaned forward and pressed her hands against his chest, his pectoral muscles rippling lightly under her touch.
He stood, the movement letting her hands slide down over his six-pack. His cock bobbed in front of her.
“You must work out a lot,” she said, feeling his stomach muscles. She wrapped her other hand around his cock.
He groaned and leaned forward, sliding his cock in her grip. “It’s something to do.”
Cathy licked her lips while she took in just how big and heavy his cock really was. “I’ve never done this before.”
“Nothin’ to it,” he said, stroking the top of her head, then sliding his hand down her long hair. “Just do what comes natural. And I’m willing to bet, the way you just came so hard on my mouth, you’re a natural at this, too.”
He leaned down and kissed her deeply as if to reassure her. Cathy tasted her pussy in the kiss, a pleasant, almost slightly sweet taste that she once thought might be gross, but it only added to how sexy everything was.
Matt pushed his jeans down and stepped out of them, finally leaving him nude. Cathy gripped his ass and squeezed.
She’d never really paid much attention to men’s asses before, but Matt’s was perfect. Round and soft but hard beneath the skin, muscled and sexy. While she was kneading his ass cheeks, she leaned forward and licked the head of his cock.
His body twitched in response, a hand coming to rest on top of her head.
The head of Matt’s cock was already wet and slick looking, and tasted slightly bitter and salty. She once thought having a cock in your mouth might be gross, too, but it wasn’t unpleasant at all.
She pressed her lips against the head and moved forward, letting it slide into her mouth inch by inch. Matt wrapped his hand around the base, holding it in place for her because she was still feeling his amazing ass.
She teased the underside of his cock with her tongue, sliding it back and forth, and when she drew back, she sucked lightly beneath the crown.
The bottom of his cockhead had a soft little patch of skin just below the ‘v’ of the head. When she teased there, his ass clenched, hardening his muscles under her hand.
Cathy slid her hands down the back of his thighs, amazed at how firm every part of his sexy body was. Then she brought them up the front of his thighs, and used one to cradle his balls. They felt round and heavy, and seemed to draw up a little as she touched them.
Matt’s cock throbbed in her mouth, and it felt so sexy that her pussy throbbed right afterward.
The room was suddenly quiet except for their breathing, and she realized the movie had stopped. She’d tuned it out while Matt was pleasuring her and let it all become background noise. The movie changing sent the room into silent darkness while the DVD player clicked.
She’d thought maybe it was a porn channel, but since it was a DVD, he must really like the movies on it. She remembered the secretary sucking her boss’ cock with a spanked red ass and wondered if Matt enjoyed doing things like that, too.