Sweet Catherine Breezes By (19 page)

He tugged her dress down for her and she sat up smoothing it into place. "You won't need to do much, love. Just the look of you with my old cock in your mouth is going to be enough."

He rested across the cot, propped against the wall. Catherine got down on her knees on the floor and leant into his lap. She smiled shyly up at him as they both worked on his trousers and shorts, getting them down around his ankles. Her eyes then widened as she lifted his cock and saw his balls.

"Oh my god they're huge," she cried, blushing even more.

"Yes, love - I hope you're thirsty. I've never been short of volume when it comes to ejaculation."

She smiled. "Really?" Then she lifted his cock, squeezing it as it flexed in her hand, and she kissed his balls. First one, sucking gently on the wrinkly skin, then moving to the other and kissing and sucking on it too. "They're so black," she said, kissing them again and then nibbling her way up his shaft. "It is different. It's shiny when I lick it and it's so dark in my hand," she said playfully. Then she closed her eyes and took the huge head into her mouth and sucked on it.

Manny held her hair out of the way so he could watch his old cock sliding into her mouth. He had firmed up to about as hard as he got these days but it felt nice with her soft little white fingers
gripping his shaft and squeezing as it flexed. She was also stroking him slowly and that felt good with her head bobbing and his cock sliding back and forth in her warm mouth.

"Mmm - that's right, love. Just keep doing that," he said to her, meeting her eyes as she peered up at him. She was feeling his balls with her other soft little hand and he spread his legs to give her better access to them. They were filling nicely with the way she was fondling them and almost nurturing them along. "Yeah, I hope you're real thirsty, love," he groaned as he felt another surge of pleasure that seemed to fill them even more.

"I am," she uttered as she released his cock head and kissed it lovingly. "I'm so thirsty for everything you have in here," she added as she lifted his cock and kissed his old balls again, sending another surge of pleasure that seemed to fill them even more.

When she kissed and nibbled her way back up his shaft, Manny held her head in place and started fucking her mouth. She kept sucking on the end of his cock and her hand was wet enough for him to fuck it as well. He had hardened a little more and was firm enough to enjoy the sensation of plunging into her mouth and then the sheer ecstasy of his swollen cockhead popping through her lips.

His old balls were then completely full of cum and just rocking in her soft little hand. She was bobbing her head in time with his thrusts so he didn't have to work too hard with his back. He was virtually just flicking his hips and surging into her mouth on her down stroke.

Then when that final surge tipped him over the edge he held firmly in her mouth and shot a massive load of cum. It was a series of powerful bursts that made her eyes widen instantly. She moaned though as she swallowed it down and he held her hair back so he could watch her face while she did that. He watched her slender neck gulp once and then again as he continued to empty his old balls. He watched her beautiful face all red and strained. He watched her pretty green eyes in shock as the first burst of cum gushed into her mouth then he watched them close softly as she continued to suck on him and swallow his load.

He stroked her soft hair as she held his balls and squeezed and massaged them gently until his cock stopped pulsing, and he fought back tears as she smiled up at him wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. He fought them but his eyes welled and he sniffled as her pretty face turned to concern.

"It's all right, love - I'm fine," he said. "I think I just really need that - more so than I imagined."

"Well that's good," Catherine said sweetly.

"You know you really shouldn't be doing this with an old fart like me though.

“Sure - have fun with the boys your own age as much as you want but you shouldn't let grown men take advantage, love."

"I wouldn't do it if I didn’t want to,” Catherine uttered. “I did it for one other old man but he was really kind to me like you are. And I also thought you looked so sad. That's why I wanted to."

Manny's old eyes welled with tears again. "You could see that?"

Catherine nodded. "I didn't know about your wife before but I could see how sad you were deep down. It's in your eyes all the time - even when you smile."

He sniffled another tear and she patted his arm.

"Don't worry, love, this has been coming on for a year now. Ever since my wife died I've been a wreck." He sniffled again and rubbed his eyes. "You know - this is exactly the sort of thing Rose would have come up with to give me a boot up the butt and tell me to stop feeling sorry for myself. It's as if she sent you!"

"Well maybe she did," Catherine smiled softly. "I hope she's not going to haunt me now that I did that though."

He chuckled. "How about some more tea, love? Something to wash that down?"

"No thanks," she replied blushing a little. "I like the feel of it in my mouth like this. And the taste - knowing it's from a man." She was pulling her panties on and he was sitting there watching her. She smiled through her blush. "Did it feel nice for you?”

He grinned. "It was perfect, love. I didn't think you'd swallow."

"But that's the fun part. Especially the way you were holding my hair away from my face so you could watch me do it. It was so exciting to have a my mouth full of your cum and to know you were watching my face. Then to swallow it for you - I think it's only right to let guys watch me do that."

She kissed his whiskery cheek. "I had better go now though. I think mom's waiting."

She then hurried off smiling and waving and she quickly stopped in at the store. When she got back to the house with the groceries her mom was cleaning and she snuck in and went to her room. It had been a huge load of cum and she could still taste it as she flopped back on her bed and felt herself through her little blue panties. It had been such an amazing orgasm - like he had full control of her body and - suddenly there was a knock on her door and her dad poked his head in.

"You better close your curtains, sweetheart. I just chased off a bunch of hooligans trying to spy on you with binoculars."

"Oh really? A bunch of them?"

"Yeah - there was three of the little runts but they took off up into the forest. I'll give Pratt a call and we might go give them a scare later."

"Okay, dad," Catherine said and she pulled her curtains closed, but when her dad closed the door she had a peek out. Timmy was working with his dad all day so it couldn't have been him. Which meant Tod and Paulo had brought a friend along today.

She had been undecided about going to see them and letting them have her one last time. But she felt herself through her panties again and squirmed down against her hand at the thought of being offered to some other guy as well.

Her mother was busy cleaning the house for their departure tomorrow and her dad was watching television. She hurried out the front door calling back to them that she was going out for a while and ignoring their protests. She hadn't even taken her shoulder bag though and she thought of probably needing tissues to clean up with after three of them but if she went back she would have to help clean the house for sure!

All she had on was the shortest dress she owned, panties and sandals, and she felt very vulnerable as she approached the house. She snuck up to the front window and looked in and saw Paulo and a guy she had met at the carnival playing cards. She couldn't see Tod.

She turned away from the window and stood there against the wall collecting her thoughts. She knew if she went in there they would want to have sex with her - both of them, and Tod was sure to be around somewhere. She considered sneaking off and going home but she ended up sneaking quietly around the back and going inside. She peered in through the kitchen where Paulo saw her.

"Fuck yes!" he cried and she met his smile. "Your fucking old man nearly caught us," he said excitedly. "I didn't think you were coming today."

"I can't stay long," Catherine blushed as she met the smile of the other guy.

"Just a quick fill eh?" Paulo said as he pulled her close and cuddled her from behind. "This is Joel - remember him from the carnival?"

"I remember. Hi, Joel," Catherine offered politely.

Paulo felt her up, squeezing her breasts and making her dress lift in front. Joel looked down at her panties and she followed his eyes, knowing she was being exposed to him.

"Hot, isn't she?" Paulo said to him and he nodded. "She's our little blonde fuck toy," he went on and Catherine's blush deepened when he looked up to meet her eyes.

"Go and tell Tod," Paulo added dismissively. "I'm going first." And with that he took Catherine by the hand and led her to the bedroom while the other guy ran out the back to go and get Tod.

Catherine followed with her juices sopping the folds of her pussy even though she didn't realise it. Her legs were tingling though and as she was positioned back on the mattress she lifted and allowed Paulo to take her panties off. He pulled them from her feet and tossed them aside with them landing on the floor in the middle of the room.

"So you're going home tomorrow, eh?"

"Yes - we're leaving in the morning."

"So - last chance to empty my balls in you then," he smiled as he laid down on top of her.

"Uh huh. Are they full?" Catherine uttered.

"Yeah - very full," he grinned as he sunk his cock in. And Catherine braced against the pain for a moment. He was then slowly withdrawing and looking down between them at his cock sinking back into her, and she spread her legs wider - offering herself to him.

"Do you want it deep or creamy?" he asked.

"Deep please."

He grinned again and thrust forward lifting her off the mattress with the head of his cock poking in her belly. And Catherine kept herself suspended like that while he fucked her. He was on his hands and knees still watching his cock thrusting into her. She was lying with her shoulders pressed down and her feet flat with her legs spread wide open and her hips a foot off the mattress.

She held herself up like that while he pounded her and then forced the head of his cock back into her belly and deposited his load in there. And it was a huge load too - and a very powerful one with the pulses of sperm squirting hard against her insides.

"Are you going to let Joel have a fuck too?" he asked while his cock continued to throb.

"Uh huh,” Catherine uttered and she looked beyond his shoulder to see Tod and Joel standing in the doorway watching.

Then when Paulo pulled out Tod turned her over and positioned her on her hands and knees. She just peered blankly over her shoulder at the other guy as he mounted her and started humping her body. He was going crazy pounding her hard and fast and she tilted her hips and pressed back against him as he shot his load. She could feel his little dick throbbing and the cum bursting from it.

"Yeah - fucking creamed her good!" he laughed back at Joel, who had edged closer with his stiff cock out and his hand squeezing and stroking it.

Catherine then moaned a little as the new guy mounted her, and she began to feel the heat of embarrassment at being 'gangbanged' as they were boasting to each other. The guy having his turn was already close to his climax though and after humping her for a minute or so he was jammed hard against her bottom with his cock pulsing away and squirting more semen into her.

Catherine waited while he finished in her. She hadn't experienced even a slight warming of her own orgasm. It was as if her mind had decided she was there for them to use and her body had remained sort of numb to any physical pleasure. Although it was also an extension of the way the old black man had left her that morning - as if these boys were just adding the missing ingredient to his otherwise thorough ravishment of her body. They were just adding the cream, she contemplated as she remembered the feel of his thick old finger inside of her and his tongue massaging her clit.

The new guy was feeling her breasts with his cock still semi-firm inside of her. He lifted her upper body with her dress falling down to cover her, but his hands were still up under it and he was massaging her and playing with her nipples.

She arched back for him and kept herself presented with his cock firming again. She looked back at Tod and Paulo watching. Paulo had just wiped his cock and balls and he handed her panties to Tod so he could wipe his as well. And he did that but his eyes suddenly shot open and he cried out "Oh fuck!" and he and Paulo took off out of the room and she heard them hurtling out the back door and into the forest. She then peeked out the open window and saw her dad strolling along the road and she ducked back down pulling the guy on her back down with her.

"Oh shit!" she cried under her breath and she peeked out again to see him looking over at the house.

"What?" the guy asked, still holding her around the waist - and he ground his hips and forced his cock up into her as she tried to push him away.

"It's my dad,” she whispered anxiously and she peered over the window ceil again, pushing back against the guy's hip as he continued grinding against her and getting even harder inside of her.