Sweet Catherine Really Likes Men (Unprotected Book 4)

by Matt Coolomon

  "He's not going to hurt you," Olsen says calmly. There’s even a hint of warmth and compassion in his tone. "Just start with taking your top off like you did out there."

  Olsen motions for Toby to step back, and he does so, giving Catherine some room to breathe.

  "Now, let's see those nice boobs," the old man says, putting his glasses on and moving a little closer beside his boy.

  Catherine expels a ragged breath and takes another. She then lifts the top she’s wearing over her head and exposes her breasts. They shudder upon her next breath and she sniffles a tear.

  "Go on, boy," Olsen says, prodding Toby forward, and the child giant shuffles close to where Catherine is cringing in the corner. He bends down and reaches forward, feeling Catherine's right breast. His hand is coarse but his touch is gentle, and Catherine can't help the sparks igniting her body as he carefully feels her other breast and rubs his thumb over the nipple.

  "That's it, boy – she likes that," Olsen urges, and Toby grins over his shoulder then turns back to concentrate on what he’s doing.

  "Lie down," Olsen says to Catherine. "All the way down, flat on your back."

  She complies immediately, and Toby's attention returns to her legs. "Oh God," she utters as the boy's eyes widen and he folds up the front of her skirt.

  Catherine's knees are trembling together. She can't look down at her body, but she feels the coarseness of that hand against her inner thigh then pressure against the crotch of her panties.

  "Pull them down, boy," that raspy old voice says, and Catherine, for some unimaginable reason, lifts her bottom so her panties can be removed more easily.

  "That's it, now spread her legs and lick her," old Olsen instructs, and at that point Catherine's mind blurs out of focus.

  She feels her legs being parted, then there are fingers peeling the lips of her pussy open. There’s a snuffling, grunting sound, and suddenly there’s a tongue slicing into her. She clings to the cotton blanket beneath her body and stares at the ceiling. The weight of the giant lying down on top of her forces the air from her lungs, then there’s a fumbling of fingers between her legs and she’s being penetrated.

  "Oh God," she moans out loud as she feels the size of the young gardener's penis.

  He works it in and out forcefully, penetrating deeper and deeper until Catherine feels the head of the thing pressuring her cervix.

  He’s finally pressed against her down there, and he starts humping her wildly. He’s jerking and thrusting awkwardly, and the depth of his penetration is hurting, but Catherine still feels an orgasm beginning to build.

  All too soon the big guy is ejaculating, though. He’s clamped between Catherine's legs convulsing and groaning in ecstasy while powerful bursts of cum are gushing. He finally stops writhing around, and his body slumps a little, but Catherine can feel that his penis is still quite firm.

  Her orgasm has ebbed away unsatisfactorily, but the guy resumes thrusting, and it begins to build again. He’s moving with less urgency, his action smoother. His penis has softened just slightly, and its penetration isn't hurting anymore.

  Catherine lifts and grinds against his thrusts, but just when her belly is beginning to tighten toward her climax, the guy lets out another caveman like howl and jams his fully erect member to the hilt – again causing enough pain to ruin the building sensation, and all she can do is brace herself.

  She holds the old man’s gaze as she’s being serviced with a second deposit of his son’s cum. She bites her lip, feeling herself blush.

  “He just cum again, did he?” the old man asks.

  Catherine nods. “Yes.”

  “Good.” The old man winks and turns away. “Come on, Toby.”

  Toby gets up and follows his father upstairs. Catherine is left lying there used and beginning to sob again. She sits up and finds her top and panties. She pulls them on and creeps up to the kitchen where she can see out the window that both men appear to be getting ready to do some work in the garden. She rushes upstairs and gets in the shower with semen running down the inside of her thighs.

  She washes it away and closes her eyes to the feel of her panties being pulled down, and to the sensation of that tongue and of the huge penis being forced into her. Her fingers vibrate against her clit as she feels the giant thrusting deep and hurting her, and that illusive orgasm quickly resurges and thumps through her belly.

  ****

  Catherine cuddles up to her husband's sleeping body and wakes when it’s dark. A few minutes after turning the light on there’s a gentle knock at the door, and she opens it to find a tray of food and the form of the old gardener vanishing back into the kitchen.

  Catherine’s hungry and the food looks good. She imagines her penance has been paid and feels confident the food wouldn't be drugged or anything.

  Later that night with Ashton still sound asleep, Catherine wears a t-shirt and panties and takes the tray of dishes down to the kitchen. Her shirt doesn't quite cover her panties. They are little lace ones she usually wears to tease her husband. She puts the tray on the sink and turns to see Toby standing in the doorway to the basement. She looks down at herself, plucking at the bottom of her shirt, then she looks back up at Toby.

  She walks over to him, and he steps aside to let her pass. He then follows her down stairs to where the old man is sleeping on one of the beds. She sits on the other bed and scoots back as Toby kneels beside her. He immediately feels her breast through her shirt.

  "You have to be more gentle this time," she whispers. "Can you be very gentle for me?"

  Toby's grin broadens and he nods.

  ****

  On the morning of their third day at the Lakeside Guesthouse, Catherine wakes up between her husband and the guesthouse proprietor. She shakes Ashton, and when he opens his eyes she tells him, "I want to go home now."

  "Now?" he says, yawning.

  "Yes – right now. Come on, let's get up!"

  They quickly pack and are in their car ready to drive. Carter has followed them out. Catherine lowers her window as he approaches. He leans down smiling. “Call in again sometime?”

  “We sure will…. Thanks for everything,” Ashton answers.

  Carter’s eyes roam from Catherine’s face down to her dress. “That’s pretty.”

  “Thanks.”

  He lifts her chin and meets her lips. She opens for his tongue. It extends and lashes hers while he feels her breasts. “Show me your neck,” he says. “Just a minute, okay, man?” he asks her husband.

  Ashton turns off the motor. Catherine meets his eyes as she holds her hair aside and shows the other man her neck.

  “Yeah – nice,” he groans, and he nuzzles her and sucks on her skin.

  Catherine and Ashton keep eye contact all the while she’s being marked. Carter releases her and checks his work. Ashton has a look too. Carter winks at him. “So you guys will give me a call in a couple of weeks and let me know if we were safe?”

  “Yeah I’ll call when we find out,” Ashton answers, his face reddening.

  Carter kisses Catherine again. “I hope that last load this morning doesn’t do it.”

  “This morning?” Ashton asks.

  “Yeah – gave her a nice slow one while you were asleep, man.”

  “It wasn’t morning. It was still dark,” Catherine argues, grinning through her blush.

  Carter chuckles. “Yeah I guess…. In any event she’s got a nice belly full for the trip, man.”

  “Yes and now I have the mark to show for it.”

  “That you do, baby.”

  Catherine folds down the sun visor and checks her neck in the vanity mirror. There are three love bites, the other two fading.

  “Okay – thanks again, Carter. Thanks for the free weekend.”

  “You’re welcome, Ashton. I think we’re better than even.”

  Catherine just blushes deeper as she’s looked over quite suggestively.

  The guesthouse keeper lifts her chin once more and kisses her lips.
“I think I did very well out of this arrangement,” he says. “Sex with your beautiful young wife was well worth a couple of nights’ tariff…. That’s a more than fair deal, wouldn’t you say, baby?”

  “Hmm – I certainly hope so,” Catherine scoffs.

  “So if we want to come back again for another weekend sometime, we won’t have to pay?” Ashton asks.

  Carter looks across, breaking off kissing Catherine some more. “You mean – same deal? Bareback again too?”

  Catherine meets her husband’s eyes. “Yeah bareback of course,” he answers the other man, and her blush flares. “I mean, as long as you’re not already pregnant, right, sweetheart? And next time we could work it out better to be safer with your fertile time….”

  “Uh huh – a little bit safer would be better. But definitely unprotected…. It feels so nice being natural like this right now – even having to worry for a while about being pregnant to him,” Catherine utters, cuddling Carter’s arm as he rubs down her body and squeezes her hip, pulling her close for another kiss.

  He searches her mouth with his tongue. She parts her legs for him. He cups her crotch and feels into her. She’s still cuddling his arm as he slips his hand down the front of her panties and inserts his middle finger. He gives her a quick bang, and she turns her head away, biting his shoulder and meeting her husband’s eyes as she goes into orgasm.

  Carter kisses the top of her head. He’s rubbing his cock through his shorts. “Just give me a quick BJ, okay, baby? One for the road, eh?”

  “Okay….”

  He stands and frees his cock, offering it to her. She grips the shaft and sucks the swollen head.

  “Yeah – with your hand, baby. Stroke me off into your mouth…. Yeah – just like that.”

  Catherine strokes fast and keeps sucking the head. It’s leaking and suddenly expands and firms completely. She then waits, just squeezing against the flex and letting the pulses of semen gush and flood her mouth. “Mmm,” she moans softly. The guy has slumped against the car. She rolls her eyes to connect with her husband, who’s sitting forward watching with interest. She releases the receding dick from her lips and holds eye contact with Ashton as she softly swallows. The taste of the cum is strong – her eyes watering slightly.

  Carter puts his member away and pats the roof. “Alright – drive safe, eh? And call me anytime….”

  ****

  Several hours later Ashton and Catherine are back on the highway into the city. They’ve been driving along quietly for the most part – just chatting about the scenery.

  Ashton glances with a cheeky smile. “So we're good now?"

  "Yes we're good," Catherine responds quizzically. "Why?"

  "Well you know how you were saying you always wanted to try sleeping with two men? And you know how I did that for you even though it was kind of weird with another guy in the bed?"

  Catherine smiles through her blush. "Yes. So?"

  "Well we'll be coming up to that rest stop soon, and I've always wondered how it would feel to get a blowjob through a hole in the wall."

  Catherine laughs. "Well that guy might be there again if you're lucky."

  "Yeah sure – but I was sort of thinking you might like to do it for me. I don't think I could come at another guy down there – pardon the pun."

  "Well I guess I could,” Catherine says a little shyly. “Although you have to promise more weekends away without that stupid phone!"

  Ashton has a big grin. "I promise."

  A little later the rest stop comes into view with one car parked. They pull up and wait. There’s a woman in the car, and after a few minutes a man comes from the men's toilet.

  "Come on," Ashton says, leading Catherine down the path.

  "Okay but go in and make sure there's no one there."

  Ashton checks then pulls his wife inside. She goes into the stall and closes the door. Ashton unzips and feeds his cock through the hole. It’s an incredible sensation to feel the warmth of Catherine's mouth, and he gains an erection instantly.

  She giggles. "Wow – that's impressive!"

  The hole is big enough for her to lick and suck his balls a little. She does that while stroking with her soft little fingers. She brings Ashton along and has him surging toward his climax when a fat guy in shorts and a t-shirt appears at the door to the stall. Ashton is startled by his presence, but it’s too late and he starts cumming hard.

  "You all done there?" the guy asks. He’s feeling his cock through his greasy shorts, thumbing the head and working it.

  Ashton backs out of the stall and watches the fat guy feed his cock through the hole. There’s a moment where time pauses, then Ashton comes out of shock and is about to tell the guy to forget it. But the guy suddenly grips the top of the wall.

  "Aw, fuck yeah," he groans, and he presses his gut hard over the hole trying to get his full length through.

  Ashton backs away and stays at the wash basin listening to the slurping and sucking sounds until the guy lets out a loud groan that signals he’s finally ejaculating.

  He walks past Ashton and out the door. Catherine then appears from the stall smiling through her blush.

  “Fuck me,” Ashton exclaims, shaking his head in disbelief, and she just smiles more.

  There’s semen all over her face and in her hair. It’s smeared from one of her eyes, and there’s a strand hanging from that cheek. It’s incredibly thick and not really running at all. There’s a glob almost covering her top lip, and as her head turns slightly Ashton sees where one of the spurts has landed in her ear and is hanging from her earring down into her hair.

  “Some of it’s from you but it’s mostly his,” she utters.

  “There’s no paper towel or anything,” Ashton says. The dispenser on the wall is broken and hanging open.

  “That’s okay,” Catherine replies sweetly. “I don’t mind, actually.”

  “What – you –?” Ashton doesn’t know what he’s trying to ask.

  “Just check no one’s out there until we get to the car. After that I don’t mind if someone sees me,” Catherine utters shyly.

  Ashton checks. “No one’s there,” he says, and he leads his wife back up the path just as someone pulls into the parking area. A young couple get out of their car and both walk down to the toilets.

  “If the guy comes back first you could drive past slowly and let him see me,” Catherine says. “Is it still really obvious that it’s cum?”

  “Blatantly obvious, love! Even in your hair, and I can’t believe how thick it is on your face.”

  She pulls the visor down and checks in her mirror. And just then an old pickup truck rolls in off the highway and pulls up right beside them. There’s a bearded man driving. He’s alone.

  Catherine squeezes Ashton’s hand. She’s shaking a little and blushing deeply. Her window lowers slowly, and Ashton sees her other hand on the door rest with her finger on the down switch.

  Ashton can’t see the man’s face. His upper body turns then he groans, “Fuck yeah.” Which makes Catherine’s blush deepen even more.

  The young couple are coming back together but are parked on Ashton’s side and a fair distance away. There are long moments of silence while they get organized and finally drive away.

  Catherine’s lips have parted slightly, and the glob of semen from her top lip has seeped a little and is stringing between them. She rubs her lips together and works that glob into her mouth, licking at it then swallowing at the taste of it.

  “Been down to the hole, eh?” the guy in the pickup asks.

  “Uh huh,” Catherine utters, glancing up at him and squeezing Ashton’s hand even harder.

  Some of the cum has dripped from her face, and she touches it with her other hand, wiping it around a little in the cleavage her dress is offering. She then undoes a button, then another, and she opens her dress away from her tits.

  “Try not to get any on the seat, though,” she says to the guy as she looks back up at him.

  S
till without seeing his face, Ashton then watches the guy get out of his truck and poke his dick through the window with his fist closed around it and stroking fast. Catherine edges closer to him and lifts her chin while opening her mouth, and she holds her dress away from her tits and kind of thrust them upward. The guy’s hand is suddenly still. He aims at her face.

  The first rope of cum slurps from her chin directly upward, covering her nose and spurting into her hair. The next pulse goes right into her mouth, then the guy aims a few spurts at her neck and breasts. He has produced a healthy load, and he squeezes the last of it out and shakes it from the end of his dick to land in Catherine’s lap.

  And just as he starts to bend down, the window rises, and Ashton starts the car and backs out. He speeds back to the highway, and after a moment turns to meet Catherine’s smile.

  She’s rubbing her lips together and tasting the guy’s cum. There’s a huge splotch on her forehead, and her dress is wet where she has covered her breasts without doing up the buttons. There’s a wet mark on her lap between her legs where semen has soaked in there, but there’s a jelly like glob in the middle of that spot.

  Catherine lays her seat back and rests facing her husband. She tugs her dress up a bit until her panties are visible.

  “In case you want to show me to any more road workers,” she explains then smiles and closes her eyes…...

  SWEET CATHERINE REALLY LIKES MEN

  It has come down to just the three couples and one guy whose wife has been called away at the last minute on business. Luke and Sarah are both in their late thirties. They have their three children staying with grandparents for the weekend. Keith and Barbra are mid-forties. Their children are grown and at home alone. Ashton and Catherine are the youngest of the group by quite a few years. Howard is the guy who'll be sleeping alone. He’s mid-fifties, and is of the opinion that his much younger wife is having an affair with the senior partner who has called her away. Although he isn't too concerned since he's had plenty of affairs himself over the years and five marriages.

  "I guess I'll take this smaller room," Howard suggests. The others are all checking the place out, haggling over who will be sleeping where. It had been advertised as a cabin but it’s more of a lodge, with a huge open living area and a staircase leading up to the bedrooms and bathrooms. All bedrooms have balconies overlooking the lake, and in front of the house is a pool.