Chapter 3
Hands and Knees
Although I hadn't been conscious of it, simply recalling and recounting my fantasies to Katherine had obviously started having their usual effect, and as we kissed I felt my already thickened cock steadily lengthening and stiffening. But I was in no rush so even as I felt Katherine's hand snaking down between my legs I rolled her over, then lifted her up on to her hands and knees.
I knelt behind her for a minute, leaving her in suspense as to what I was actually going to do next. Her arse was as beautiful as the rest of her body, full, yet firm globes of completely unblemished, creamy white flesh. The crack between them was invitingly deep, and I somehow knew that one day she would let me take her by that route. But that could wait for another time, right then I had other things in mind.
Having shifted her legs a little further apart I turned over on to my back then pushed my head up between her thighs. Her pussy was still puffily swollen from our previous love-making, with traces of the mix of my semen and her lubricating juices still moistening the folds. Reaching one hand up to fondle her breasts and using the other to pull her a little lower, as I stroked and squeezed her buttocks I pressed my mouth against her pussy-lips and began to lick her.
She gave a long, soulful sigh of pleasure when she felt my lips make contact, then began to slowly sway her hips from side to side, allowing my tongue to reach different areas of sensitivity. As it always did, the mere scent of her sexual arousal sent my excitement soaring, and knowing that in that position she could do nothing but let me do whatever I wanted to sent it even higher. So I lay there, my hands caressing wherever I could comfortably reach, kissing, licking and sucking her by then writhing body through one fairly strong climax, then some time later, to a much more powerful, rolling multiple orgasm.
By then, although what I had been doing had given me an almost painfully throbbing erection, I half expected her to be too drained of energy to reciprocate for a while, but I was wrong. Giving herself no more than a minute or so to catch her breath, she told me to get up into the same position as I had put her in.
'Let's see if this is as good for you as what you have just done was for me.' she said as she knelt beside me, then bent low and reached beneath me. 'Ah yes, it certainly looks and feels as though it's in need of further attention.' she said as one hand closed around the straining shaft and I felt the other pushing forward between my legs to take the weight of my dangling balls. 'So let's see what I can do for it.' she added as one hand began to slide back and forth while the other tugged and squeezed.
The mere touch of her fingers set blood coursing through my veins, but as her actions became more purposeful it felt as though it was all heading in one direction, down to my groin and into my cock. And what I was feeling couldn't have just been my wishful imaginings because after only a minute or two Katherine hissed. 'Yeesss! Yes that's much better, getting even bigger, bigger and harder!'
And as it did the snowball effect kicked in, the more swollen it got, the more sensitive it became to what she was doing, and the sensations I was getting became even stronger. And of course Katherine was well aware of what was happening to me and knew exactly how to maximise the intensity of those sensations.
Her fingers' purposeful stroking up and down the shaft became much lighter, much of the time their tips just skimming and fluttering over and around the tautly bloated head. And while one hand was doing that the other was adding its contribution, making the rapidly accumulating contents of my tightening balls seethe and churn as it gently but firmly fondled and squeezed. But as well as changing what she was actually doing to me she also varied the timing of her actions, sometimes doing things quite quickly, and then doing them almost unbearably slowly.
The constantly changing stimulation sent the pressure inside me sky-rocketing, creating powerfully upwelling rushes of almost tortured delight, and I heard myself gasping and grunting each time Katherine's talented hands sent more and more of them surging through my jerking body. I was torn, torn between wanting the agonising torment to end, yet at the same time wanting the blissful ecstasy to go on and on.
'Now that's what I call a cock!' Katherine exclaimed excitedly in a husky voice at some stage. 'I've never seen one that's as responsive as yours is Craig. Nor one that gets quite this big, I'm looking forward to getting some really great pictures.' she added as her fingers slid slowly up and down the full length of the shaft.
She kept me at that feverish level for what at the time felt like an eternity. Giving me just enough stimulation to keep those incredibly powerful rushes surging through my body, but making sure I didn't climax too soon. Then finally, through the misty haze of over-prolonged rapture I heard her say. 'I think you're just about ready now. Are you ready, have you had enough now Craig?'
'Oh God yes!' I gasped, then gave a much louder, deep-throated grunt as I felt both her hands tighten.
'Right, now let's see just how much you have got for me.' she said as one hand began rhythmically squeezing my balls, and the other started pumping strongly.
By then the pressure inside me was so great that it took no more than half a dozen pumps before it reached criticality. Then it felt as though every muscle in my body suddenly contracted, arching my head, shoulders and back as tight as a bow-string, and at the same instant, somewhere deep inside me a dam simply disintegrated.
Of course in that position I couldn't see what was happening but the suddenness of the release of all that pent-up power must have fired the bulk of the already churning semen off in one single jet. 'Shhiiitt!' Katherine gasped in a tone of awed amazement when it erupted, pausing for a moment before pumping and squeezing even more vigorously. The sheer force of that first massive blast stripped me of all control of my body's reactions, but I felt it bucking and heaving, and my cock spurting powerfully, again and again, as several more enormous convulsions ripped through me.
So much power had been expended in those few seconds that I felt drained of every ounce of energy and as the spasms that had been gripping my muscles lessened in strength, I simply collapsed down on to the bed.
'That was magnificent Craig. I hope it felt as good as it looked.' she whispered, pulling her arm out from underneath me and snuggling close.
'I assure you it was much, much better.' I somehow managed to reply in a rather croaky voice.
'Good. Have a bit of a nap now, we'll clean you up later.' she replied in a low, caring voice, then giving me a quick kiss before pushing herself up off the bed.
I probably slept for no more than half an hour, and when I rolled over and found the remains of my ejaculation caking amongst my chest hair I decided I needed a quick shower to both clean and further refresh me. 'I'm just going to have a shower.' I called out to Katherine, who I could hear moving about in the kitchen.
'OK. While you're doing that I'll make us some coffee.' she replied.
The shower worked wonders and feeling both refreshed and re-invigorated I slipped on a bath-robe and went through to the kitchen. Not having anything else with her meant Katherine had just put back on the blouse and slacks she had been wearing earlier.
