Catherine wouldn’t have dared do anything like that if her dad wasn’t drunk. She could see he was swaggering, and his speech was slurred enough that she doubted he would remember much in the morning. She could watch him unnoticed quite easily because his eyes were rolling around and his movements were slow. Her feet were crossed Indian style, and her heel was pressing against the crotch of her panties. Otherwise they were completely on display with her skirt having hiked right up around her hips.
She was watching Mr Dale’s face as he stared at her crotch, then she looked at her dad’s face but that time his eyes suddenly lifted and she met them briefly before they rolled back down to her crotch again.
She then instinctively tugged at the front of her skirt to cover herself, and she blushed as they both looked up to meet her eyes. Her dad’s eyes just rolled again, and he shook his head and looked back out to sea. Catherine smiled at Mr Dale, and as his eyes focused on her breasts, she lifted both arms to hold her hair and brush it, and to deliberately hike her little t-shirt up for him. And with the thin fabric stretching up over her nipples, she thrust her chest a little and lifted her shoulders, baring her little breasts almost completely.
Her dad’s head then turned slowly back towards her, so she lowered her arms and pulled her top down to cover herself, then clasped her hands in her lap to cover her little panties that had become exposed again.
“The things kids get away with wearing these days,” Mr Dale chuckled to Catherine’s father.
“Huh! She’s always getting around the house half dressed,” her dad answered, shaking his head again. “Hardly ever wears a bra. Skirts up her bum.”
“Dad!” Catherine complained.
“Well, it’s true, love. A man hardly knows where to look sometimes.”
“Oh, I know where to look,” Mr Dale chuckled, tilting his head for another peep under Catherine’s skirt.
She resumed brushing her hair, blushing and allowing her skirt to stretch across her thighs again. Dinner was called inside and both men called back that they were coming.
Her dad’s gaze rolled drunkenly across her and settled for a moment on her panties again. She met his eyes with her blush deepening as he looked up. Then he turned to Mr Dale, who was still staring at her panties. “When you’ve finished checking my little girl out,” he slurred, slapping his arm across the other man’s shoulder, and the two of them lurched away and went inside.
21
After dinner Catherine couldn’t give Robbie the slip, and they ended up down by the pools with Catherine having to convince him that she should go and meet Andy alone.
“But I don’t get it. How come you have to go up there? Why doesn’t he come down here?”
“Because we’re all adults, aren’t we?” Catherine explained. “Friends can meet in a hotel room, can’t they?”
“But you look really hot,” Robbie complained.
Catherine kissed him. “Don’t you like me to look hot?”
“Yeah, but not for him!”
“Well, I need to – I don’t know – break out or something. I feel like I need to experience this before we can go all the way ourselves.”
Robbie sulked in response. “So, are you saying you want to experience something with him?”
“I don’t know. Maybe,” Catherine answered softly. “I just feel like we have a lot to learn, and he seems so confident when he looks at me. Like he knows what he wants.”
“I know what I want too!” Robbie shot back.
“No – it’s like with an older man, he knows he can have what he wants. It’s like I can’t even move when a man looks at me like that.”
“Looks at you like what?” Robbie whimpered that time. “I don’t get it.”
“I know you don’t understand, Robbie. That’s why we need to open up to these older men. Or even to an older woman! You should get a milf,” Catherine giggled.
“What – you want me to bone some old woman now?”
“Well, yeah – why not? Imagine what a real older woman could teach you about how to give an orgasm.”
Robbie blushed at that. “I don’t need lessons from some wrinkly old hag.”
Catherine kissed him, not wanting to argue further. “Well, I should go,” she said as she stood up. “Are you going to wait for me here?”
“How long are you going to be up there?” Robbie sulked again. “I can’t believe you’re going to see him in his room!”
“We’ll probably just have some champagne and talk,” Catherine said warmly. “I won’t be long.”
With that she left Robbie staring after her and went back into the resort foyer, walking on tingling legs over to the elevators. The room was only on the first level, so she was there and standing at the door a moment later. Her whole body was then tingling and sort of numb as she knocked.
It opened, and Andy stood there smiling in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that was stretched over his man muscles. He looked Catherine up and down then took her hand and guided her into the room, handing her a champagne glass as she walked by.
“So, you managed to sneak away?” he asked.
“Sort of. Robbie’s down at the pool.”
Andy took a seat on the couch beside Catherine. “And he knows you’re up here?”
“Yes.”
There was a gap between them. Catherine edged around to face him. His eyes lowered to her legs and she bit down on her smile.
He grinned. “It was fun today, wasn’t it?”
“It was exciting…. I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“You certainly gave some men a thrill with your pussy shaved bare like that. And the way you let your knees part to give them a good look.” He stroked her thigh, edging her skirt up a bit.
“I liked looking at you men too.” Catherine blushed. “Plus it’s easier to see everything with a man, so I thought it would be unfair if I kept my legs together.”
“Hmm – that’s a good way to look at it. I agree completely,” he said, kissing her. “We probably should do it again tomorrow – what do you think?”
“Okay,” Catherine uttered in reply.
She then sipped her champagne and lifted her arm out of the way while Andy felt her breasts. He felt up under her top and played with her nipples. Then she lifted herself while he pulled her panties down and took them from her ankles. There seemed to be nothing to say. He was going to do whatever he wanted.
“We might keep your little top on. It will be fun watching your tits bounce out of it while we’re fucking,” he said, and he bent to her and kissed her mouth.
Catherine responded while still clutching her drink and trying not to spill it. He lifted her top and sucked on one of her breasts, covering it with his mouth and working her nipple with his tongue. She caught her breath and braced as the rush of hot tingles scampered all over her body, and she arched up and offered herself as he moved across and attacked her other breast.
“You’re sure you’re okay with this?” he asked warmly as he came up for a breath.
“I’m sure,” Catherine moaned, and he sucked her right breast into his mouth again. She then parted her thighs as she felt his hand move towards her pussy.
He continued rubbing back and forth but he was also squeezing her inner thighs and kind of forcing her legs wider apart. When his fingers finally touched her slit she braced and waited, but he didn’t penetrate her with them. Instead he opened her pussy lips and slipped down to slice his tongue between them.
Catherine moaned again – in shock and rapture.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” he said, grinning as he looked up from down there. He had her leg over his shoulder and was still holding the lips of her pussy open with his fingers. “Your body is definitely ready for some cock.” He looked back down then licked through her inner folds to isolate and suck on her clit. “It’s amazing how wet you are already.”
“Is that okay?” Catherine uttered, and she bucked and squirmed against the feel of his mouth and his to
ngue licking inside of her. Her legs were then being forced further open. She was completely exposed. She still held the glass in her hand, but she had spilt the champagne.
With her other hand she held onto Andy’s head. It was moving back and forth and around and around as his tongue swirled. Her usual orgasm built quickly and thumped through her belly, and as it did, Andy held still and kept his tongue pressed against her clit.
When that little climax passed he started licking her again, but he was thankfully avoiding her throbbing little button just then. He was licking her juices and kissing her inner thighs, then he worked his way back up her body and spent some more time on her breasts. He still had her legs spread, and she could feel his erection pressing through his jeans.
He eventually lifted her and carried her into the bedroom, where he placed her on the bed. He was grinning and looking down at her, and she kept her legs open for him. He pulled off his t-shirt and pushed down his jeans and underwear. His cock was standing upright and bulging with veins. Catherine swallowed nervously, thinking how the hell it was going to fit inside of her. It was very thick.
Catherine also had a sudden flash of doubt. She thought of Robbie and imagined him sitting down there looking up at the window.
She sort of closed her legs, wanting to say something. Andy was getting on the end of the bed with his penis flexing in readiness to stab into her. But just then his cell phone rang, and he reached for his jeans and took it from the pocket.
He stood up and turned away, and Catherine hugged her knees to her chest waiting, and really wanting to find her panties and run.
From what Andy was saying it sounded like a business colleague needed to meet with him urgently. Catherine’s hopes of getting out of there grew.
“Fuck – I’ve got to go!” Andy said as he tossed his phone aside. “We’re going to have to do this later.”
“That’s okay,” Catherine agreed quickly. “I don’t mind.”
Andy knelt on the bed beside her and stroked hair from her face. “Do you want to suck me off, though? Just a quick blowjob so I don’t end up with blue balls.”
“Um – I don’t – um. I don’t really know how.” Catherine lied nervously. Actually it wasn’t a lie. She didn’t feel confident that she could give a good blowjob yet.
Andy was holding his cock in his fist and still stroking her head. He was moving closer and pulling her forward. “It’s easy.” He grinned as he pressed the head against her lips.
Catherine opened and allowed him to force the head of his penis into her mouth. She thought of the few times she had done it before and used her lips while keeping her teeth from scratching the shaft as it was moving in and out. She used her tongue to lick around the head, and she could taste the fluid seeping from the slit in the end.
“Yeah, that’s good – now let’s make this quick. The best way to get a guy off fast is with your mouth and your hand.”
Catherine listened intently to this. It was like a lesson, and she really needed lessons.
He went on. “Okay, just a bit of sucking to wet the head and then nice and fast with your hand…. Yeah, like that,” he groaned as Catherine did it.
“That’s good, now back in your mouth,” he went on, thrusting when she opened her lips over the head again. “Okay, now back with your hand again, and keep your fingers rubbing right up over the head.”
Catherine did exactly as she was told.
“Oh, fuck yeah!” he gasped as his head shot back.
She liked the control she suddenly had over this older man. She stroked him fast and used her fingers over the head for a little bit, then she took the head back in her mouth and let him thrust a few times. He was going crazy for more, and she went back with her hand then back in her mouth – over and over, but not long enough either way to let him finish off.
His penis was like steel with a spongy coating, and it was so hot. This was a lot easier and much more fun than she thought it would be.
She kept going back and forth, from a few seconds stroking really fast to closing her eyes and sucking the head into her mouth and rolling her tongue around it while it was being thrust in and out. Each time she went back to using her hand, he would buck and squirm and sort of screw his face up like he was in agony. Then when she took it back in her mouth he would groan, and she could feel his shaft throb, with his huge balls clenched up tight within her hand.
She kept it up for long enough that her arm started to ache from stroking, but his excitement drove her on, then one time when she took the head of his penis back into her mouth, it was different.
He didn’t try to thrust. He just held her still and his penis expanded, then a spurt of semen gushed up into the roof of her mouth and leaked into her throat, so she swallowed it. Then that was followed by another spurt and another one. It was hot and salty and tasted like his scent.
She looked up to meet his eyes with his penis still pulsing.
He grinned. “That’s right – swallow it all for me.”
Catherine gulped some more down, with it making her eyes water. His taste was really strong and yucky, but she liked the way he was obviously enjoying himself. She was still high on the thrill of making him go crazy like that, and the fact she was feeling a little vulnerable being held in place with a penis in her mouth was actually exciting too.
It was still leaking fluid, and she swallowed again with the taste of him absolutely filling her senses.
“So, that was really your first blowjob?” Andy asked as he released her and withdrew his cock from her mouth.
“No – not exactly,” Catherine uttered, swallowing at the strong masculine taste again. “I’ve done it before, but I’m not sure how to make it feel nice for a guy yet.”
“Well, that was perfect!”
“Was it really?” Catherine cuddled her knees to her chest again. “It would be good if I could do that really well so guys would enjoy it. Or men, rather – not just guys my age.”
Andy grinned. “Yeah? So, you want to be good at sucking men’s cocks?” He was hurriedly getting dressed. “I’ll give you some more practice tomorrow if you like.”
“Okay,” Catherine replied, blushing. “I want to learn how you like it.”
He was ready to run. He kissed her. “See you at the boathouse in the morning. About 10?”
“Okay,” Catherine called after him.
She was left alone in the hotel room, and she found her panties and pulled them on. Then she had a look around the place, touching Andy’s things and looking in his wardrobe and that.
She was relieved he hadn’t actually had intercourse with her, but the idea of getting lessons in how to give blowjobs was exciting. She was very willing to put up with the taste of semen if it meant being able to control a man’s body and make him go crazy like that.
She found Robbie where she had left him. He looked sad, but his eyes lit up when he saw her. He was full of questions about what happened, but Catherine just took his hand and led him into the gardens. She dragged him into a secluded corner that was quite dark and they would be able to see anyone approaching.
She dropped to her knees in front of him and looked up with a smile. “You keep a look out,” she giggled. She then started tugging at his shorts, and he froze in place with his eyes bulging.
Catherine let his shorts drop, and she pulled his underpants down. His penis sprung free and instantly expanded. She hadn’t even touched it yet, and it was fully erect and sticking straight up.
She held it down and took it in her mouth. It was smaller than Andy’s and not as thick, so she could take most of it in. She sucked it and swirled her tongue around the head while Robbie clung to the back of a garden bench and buckled at the knees.
“Oh, fuck!” he cried. “Oh, shit!”
Catherine used the technique she had just learned. She stroked fast over the head for like 10 seconds then sunk half of Robbie’s penis in her mouth. Robbie would then thrust like Andy did, but he was more urgent and erratic.
And it was only the third time she took it in her mouth that he bucked and started ejaculating.
He came hard, and Catherine swallowed it all down. The taste wasn’t as powerful as Andy’s. It was still distinctly masculine, though, and she enjoyed sucking the last few spurts from him.
“Did you like that?” she asked sweetly, looking up at him.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, Catherine, that was amazing!”
“You see! That’s what I was talking about,” she went on. “He just taught me exactly how to do that and make it feel nice.”
“So, you did that with him too?” Robbie asked, putting himself away rather defensively.
Catherine nodded. “Uh huh – my eyes are still watering from the taste of his, but it’s probably stronger with older men, I suppose.”
22
Catherine left Robbie at his parents apartment and went to hers to find them all still there drinking and laughing.
She soaked in the spa-bath for a while, playing with her pussy sometimes and still enjoying the taste of semen. The ejaculate from the older man had been very thick, and she had held it in her mouth for a while before swallowing. She could still sort of taste it coating her teeth and tongue, and she could smell it on her breath.
She decided to brush her teeth later as she got out of the bath to get dressed for bed. Still feeling naughty, she snuck across to her room and picked out a soft yellow, lace trim tank top with Minnie Mouse on the front, and she chose sky-blue cotton panties that she often wore to bed. The tank top just covered her belly and reached to the waist band of her panties, which were completely exposed as she took her hairbrush and strolled out to where the adults were having their party.
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