Romantic Evening

Disclairmers: vid chapter 1


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There’s feral lust in her eyes when she reveals my two breasts, rigid and ready for her touch. I push her for a kiss, but Catherine doesn’t let me dominate. I sigh in frustration, my need getting the better of me. Her palms press down on my nipples, hard and I bite my lip, stifling the moan.Her lips latch onto a straining nipple she suckles greedily, drawing a scream from me that I don’t even recognize as mine. My hand winds into her hair and I hold her to me. When she switches nipples, she brings her fingers up to play with the first one. The feelings she is bringing out in me are so powerful and intense that it’s possible I could come without so much as one touch between my legs.

“Kiss me. Touch me and kiss me at the same time,” I ask needing that closeness. She smiles and closes the distance between our lips, continuing to roll her fingers round my nipples. “No… aah… I… here.” I slip her hand inside my panties and Catherine groans into my mouth as she feels just how wet I am for her.

Planting kisses along my chest and belly, Catherine removes the last barrier to my nakedness. Spreading my thighs she takes a moment to inhale my arousal before kissing her way back up to my mouth.

“How do you want me to touch you babe?”

“One finger… up and down… over my clit.”

Catherine begins to stroke exactly as I asked and oh it feels so great! “And then what?”

“Then… Oh God… wow… uh, then you can do anything you want. I just… just need to feel you before you take me.”

“Your wish is my command.”

Catherine reads my body and mind as expertly as if they were her own because she rubs harder when I need her to and slows at just the right moment. I’m making noises I didn’t know I could make and I’m writhing uncontrollably underneath her. No one has been able to play me like this before on a first try. She pushes faster and faster and I know I can’t hold back. My orgasm rushes over me, hips bucking towards her as she helps me ride the wave of intense pleasure of her creation. She presses me back into the bed as my whole body hovers in the air.

I close my legs to prolong the sensation and she allows me to but only for a few seconds. Catherine spreads my legs again even wider this time and places two fingers at my soaked opening. She plunges them into me fast and deep, pumping, in and out. Oh dear lord… this is… hmm… We are both enjoying the moment, the incredible sensations. I know this because she is moaning and whimpering too.

“Please Cat…” I beg, I’m not one to beg, but with her I’ll never hesitate. This time there is no question, she knows exactly what I need and want. She adds her mouth expertly into the equation, curling her tongue into me. My body goes into spasm as Catherine pushes further, tasting me wholly. When my second orgasm hits, it is as though the whole world slows to a virtual standstill. I’m full of everything that is Catherine and I even hear her moaning along with me. My head starts to spin and it takes everything I have not to pass out with the intensity.

I wake up, sprawled across the bed, my right arm resting in the empty space that should be filled with a soft, warm body. I sit up, feeling my heart racing, eyes scanning the room and ears straining to pick up any clue as to where she might be. I see most of our clothes still scattered across the floor, well that’s a good sign anyway. I run my hand through errant strands of hair, mussed from last night’s lovemaking. The Technicolor memories that flood my senses make me smile widely, I almost feel like I’m floating. I’m just about to get out of bed when the door opens and the most beautiful woman in the world walks in carrying a large tray laden with breakfast.

“Good morning my love,” Catherine’s voice is soft and her eyes twinkling, her mouth curling into an adorable smile. She’s wearing one of my shirts which almost but not quite covers her sexy little panties. The sight takes my breath away.

“Good morning gorgeous,” I whisper, sitting up and tucking the sheet in around me. “When did you wake up?”

“About half an hour ago. You know you’re so cute when you’re sleeping. I just couldn’t bring myself to wake you up, so I went and made some breakfast for you instead.”

I look up at her, my heart soaring. “No one has ever made me breakfast in bed before.”

“Well, you better get used to it because it’s something I’ll be doing a lot for you.” Catherine places the tray on my knee and leans in for a soft, open-mouthed kiss.

“Are you going to eat with me?”

Last night at the restaurant, she let me feed her a few times. She sucked the food from my fingers so sexily that I wanted to see it again and again and again. I knew it could rapidly become one of my favorite pastimes. Catherine pretends to think for a few seconds and even though I know she’s just toying with me, I make a pleading face. She laughs gently and curls up next to me on the bed.

This woman is radiant. Her full lips embrace each morsel I feed her along with my fingers. Her lazy smile is contagious and I smile along with her. The moment is so sensuous I can’t help questioning how I, Sara Sidle, deserved to end up like this. She is as beautiful, sparkling and more precious than all the diamonds in the world and she’s mine. She wants me and I want her. It floors me when I think of it. God I couldn’t be happier.

“I’ll be right back” she says picking up the tray after we finish up the food.

“Let me do it” I say, placing my hand on her wrist, stopping her from getting up.

“Oh no, this is my job. And don’t tell me about our ‘I make it you clean up’ deal, because this situation is completely different.”

“And why is that?” God she’s gorgeous!

“Cause I didn’t have to do this in the first place. I wanted to. I thought it was a nice way to thank you for a wonderful night, and it is part of the plan that I take care of the dishes, period!”

“Washing the dishes will not change the meaning of your gesture Cat. Or make me less grateful for it. This is the most amazing breakfast I’ve ever had.”

“Then let my gesture be complete baby. Besides, I like to pamper my girlfriends.”

“And just how many do you have?” I tease.

“I have all I need…” she answers devouring my lips, “… I have you!” I try to pull her closer but the tray is stuck between us giving me cause for frustration.

Catherine pulls back and just grins at me then leaves the room, an extra sexy little wiggle in her walk especially for me.

I marvel at how things have changed for us. Since Catherine’s horrific ordeal we’ve had each other. I found I could finally look after someone I truly care about in the way I’ve always wanted and I’ve certainly learnt what having a family is. Catherine has accepted me and loves me despite all my faults, inadequacies and fears. Knowing that I’m no longer alone fills my heart up so full. I want this feeling to last forever.

Slipping into some clothes I follow my girl to the kitchen. Catherine doesn’t look at me but I know she knows I’m here because she’s been wearing the sexiest smile ever since I entered. I wait for her to finish up the dishes and as soon as she wrings out the dishcloth and dries her hands I’m behind her pressing my body into hers and trapping her against the sink. I drag the collar of the shirt over her shoulder and place a wet kiss on the warm skin before trailing my tongue up her neck to her ear. Catherine’s shivers noticeably and whimpers softly causing yet another satisfied smile to grace my lips.

“Was that difficult?” she chuckles as I allow her the room to turn around.

“To watch you no, I could look at you forever… but to not touch you, now that was tough, very tough!” I bend my head and kiss her long and deep, tasting every part of her mouth like it is the first time I’ve tasted her. Catherine snakes her arms around my neck and our tongues dance a very sensual dance. I pull one of her legs up drawing her if possible even closer to me and Catherine smiles responding in kind by wrapping both her legs around my waist.

“Aaahhh… cold! So cold” she fidgets, arching straight back up into me breaking the seal of our lips and trying to get as much of her thighs away from the marble surface as she can. I completely forgot about just how cold it would feel to her hot, flushed skin.

TBC