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Katy and I

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Katy and I by Katy and I, as it turns out, are the same age, within a week of each other. Born in 1976, we both grew up in similar surroundings, suburban middle class, each with a degree in business. There are differences between us, of course. But, we've found out that we have lots in common, too. OK. She stands about 5'7" tall, 6" short of me. My guess is that she weighs less than 115lbs, about 50lbs shy of my own weight. Her slim figure is complimented by one fine, tight butt and two perfectly sized breasts. I like them smallish, you see. She has dark, full, almost curly hair, well below her shoulders. At work, she dresses conservatively, as do I. But, her scent is always slightly provocative. I'm not sure what that means, exactly, but it is accurate. Katy and I have been going out for only a couple of months. We met when I visited her company on an inspection tour for the firm I worked for. She introduced herself as my "escort" and I fell in love with her from that moment on. The tour was to be for the morning, only. But, she invited me to lunch and we quickly discovered a deep repoire. We agreed to continue our conversation at dinner that same night. Three dates later and we've been together ever since. I drove her home after dinner, that night. On the way home, our conversation turned to relationships. She told me she'd broken off with her last boyfriend about three months before. I laughed when I had to reply that it had been about three months for me, too. She looked at me with a sly grin, saying, "Well, it hasn't really been three months for me, just three months since I've been with a guy! Hee hee." "Ah, yes, if you count it that way. It hasn't been three months for me, either." She was giggling in a way that made me feel more and more at ease. That is, except for the growing lump in my pants. "So, how long has it been, then?" she asked as I'm sure she noticed my 'condition'. I looked at my watch and said, "About 14 hours." "Me too!' she laughed. "So, you're a morning kind of guy, are you?" "Morning, noon, and night, whenever I can," I said with a grin. "Hmmm," she sang. "Do you think you can make it up my front steps in that condition?" No sooner had the door closed behind us when we were in each other's arms. Her scent made me all the more excited. Playful and adventurous were two words that came to my mind about her. That has held ever since. Cute, sexy, and delicious are three more. There was not one more word spoken between us for the next hour as we dove into each other. Our chemistry together extended and bloomed sexually as it had been otherwise. In hindsight, our lovemaking was restrained that night compared to the coming days, weeks, and months. Later, we fell asleep in each other's arms. Come morning, I woke to see the early sun painting her as she slept on her back. The bed cover was at her waist and my gaze locked onto her breasts. Perfect, I thought. Medium, more toward small, and her nipples were standing up … hard … enticing. And, so was my cock. I always wake up with an erection. Compelled, I leaned over and kissed her nearest nipple. She woke immediately. She moaned and, as she stirred, her thigh grazed against my hard on. I felt a further tingle, there. Stretching, she smiled and said, "Hmmm, you are a morning kind of guy. Huh?" Reaching over, she caressed my cock, her fingernails very lightly tracing a line up the shaft. It made my cock jump and she giggled that giggle I've come to love so much. "You make me so horny!" she squeaked. Then, with a jerk of her head, she exclaimed, "Just think, 24 hours ago each of us was alone, having to satisfy only ourselves." She pouted, then brightened. "Now, it's so much better to have you here." She paused. "Although," she began to add, "the thought of you …" When she didn't end the sentence, I asked, "Thought of me, what?" "You know, satisfying yourself," she giggled again. "Oh. Well, hmm, now that you mention it, the thought of you doing that …" I started but stopped. "Really?" she asked, looking mischievous. "Oh, yeah," I almost blushed. Her expression nearly turned serious when she said, "I'd love to watch you and have you watch me. Do you think that's too kinky?" She was looking right in my eyes, her face no more than two inches away. I said to her, "To tell you the truth, it's exactly the sort of thing I'd like to do." She raised an eyebrow, smiling, then saying, "Hmmm, well? What do you think?" I smiled back, "Hmmm, I'm game." She didn't wait a second before taking my right hand and placing it around my cock. She then rose, straddled my hips while running her hands down over her breasts straight down through her pussy hair. With the middle finger of her left hand, she immediately found her clit and began a slow up and down motion while the fingers of her right hand began to probe her cunt. My cock grew harder and I couldn't help but wrap my left hand around my balls as my other hand started to stroke in earnest. In less than a minute, she was cumming with a whoop and a gush. I could feel her juices running onto my legs and some of it ran onto the hand cradling my balls. Wow, did that get me hot! She quickly collapsed beside me and right away she moved her head so that it laid on my stomach, her face only inches from my hand furiously beating up and down on my cock. Simultaneously, I became aware of two more things. By the movements of her body, I could tell she was still fingering herself and cumming once again. And, I also knew that I was but seconds away from bursting in a major way. Then, the next thought came into my mind. When I blow, it's going to splash all over her face! And, at that moment, that's exactly what happened. Four huge, strong blasts came out of me in an unprecedented release. I mean it. I had never experienced anything like that in my life! I felt the first one arc up and saw the splash of it as it struck off her face and up over her hair. Some of it went all the way up to my own face! Katy's head jerked back a few inches but she immediately moved back in place as the second one, no less powerful, careened against her. I was aware that her own body was shaking in an orgasmic shudder. I twisted and moaned as the next one came out. This time, I could see her face, at an angle, already covered in streaks of my semen. A long string of cum exited the end of my cock, pulsing, my balls so tight. I saw that blast strike her right on the top of her left cheek. This one also spurted up over her hair and some of that landed on my own neck. Then, the fourth one had my hips rising up off the bed, causing its trajectory to soak her forehead, the bridge of her nose, her upper lip, and her extended tongue. That's when Katy moved forward and wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock, as my diminishing pulses continued beyond count. It seemed like minutes, literally, that I continued to orgasm, gradually becoming less and less. Our combined breathing was so heavy, so animalistic. Her body continued to shiver, but, though gradually calming down, she remained in place, licking at the sensitized head of my still hard prick. Her hand had replaced mine around my balls. But, my right hand stayed wrapped around the shaft. Even after cumming, like I had never cum before, I was still wickedly horny! Finally, she moved away from her oral ministrations. With her head still laying on my stomach, she whispered, "I have never, ever, felt anything like that in my life." Then, she giggled, turned her head and showed me her cum-covered face, saying, "And, I can't wait to do that again!" I was so turned on by her I knew I was right when I replied, "The way you make me feel, it won't be a long wait." She gave me a sly look then turned back around. Licking, she first cleaned my cock. And then, using my cock to push the cum on her face into her mouth, I could feel her slurping and swallowing. At the same time, I could sense her other hand moving between her legs again. All of these things made me wanting and ready to go at it again. I know she knew this because of the way that she started sticking the end of her tongue into the hole at the tip of my cock … as if getting ready for more. My cock was still wet from her saliva and the remnants of my cum. Although still sensitive, my stroking quickly started again. And, I could tell, her own hand resumed a quickened pace. It took somewhat longer, that second time, for me to get to close cumming again. Katy meanwhile had several more orgasms. Often, she would move forward to wrap her lips around the head of my hard on, mixing my pre-cum with her drooling saliva to smooth my beating strokes. Sometimes, she would move her left hand to cup my balls or to tease me through my pubic hairs, her fingertips exploring, tracing and, dancing. Finally, when she and I both knew I was ready to cum again, Katy held her lips right up close to the very top of my cock. The imminent spurts splashed copiously all around her mouth, lips and chin. Both of us were panting, charged up in a sexual tension rare by any standard. Later, looking into each other's eyes (and with one, light kiss) we knew this thing of our's was something that neither of us could ever get enough of.