The characters and events of this story are purely the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidence.
This story is a sequel to Katrina in the Sun. My thanks to those readers who have voted for the first story and for their comments. This sequel is the result of requests for a continuation of the story of Katrina and Brad. I hope those readers find the sequel as enjoyable as the original.
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This is a continuation of the story I began In Katrina in the Sun. Katrina is the daughter of a friend and twin sister of my daughter's boy friend. She had become determined to lose her virginity and asked for my help. After I overcame my stunned amazement at the request I realized that if I didn't help her she might end up with someone not willing or able to do what she asked without causing terrible permanent damage. I finally agreed to help her do as she wanted and ended up having a moving experience of my own. This part of the story tells how I began to teach Katrina about making love and begins the morning after her deflowering.
The sun awakened me the following morning, and my bladder was so full it was painful. When I went to get out of bed I was reminded of the warm body next to me. As I headed for the bathroom the events of yesterday and last night came flooding back. While I relieved myself I reflected on what had happened. Katrina had come here to seduce me and in a way she succeeded by getting me to help her loose her virginity. The event was accomplished to my conditions and I think we made it something she would remember fondly for a long time.
I returned to the bedroom and stood in the doorway watching my sleeping beauty. Her blond hair lay in tousled profusion across the pillow next to mine, and her face was angelic and peaceful in slumber. The sheet had fallen to her waist and one arm was bent across her partially hiding her lovely breasts. After a moment watching her sleep I carefully returned to my side of the bed and reached for the sheet to remove it completely. Her entire back was naked before me. The skin that was velvet to my touch covered the well-toned muscles of her back, buttocks and legs. Each curve was accentuated as she stirred in her sleep.
My hands seemed to itch with the need to touch her. Almost on its own my hand reached to the point of her shoulder and with gentle fingertips traced her upper arm to where the elbow rested at the waist then over the swell of hip and down her leg. When I reached the ankle I reversed course and my fingertips caressed her shapely calf then crossed the length of the thigh. This movement was rewarded with a gentle sigh and slight undulation of hips. I smiled because I knew from last night that Katrina was very sensitive there. At the buttock I had to use my palm to mold that lovely globe and give it a light squeeze, then fingertips again as my hand crossed her sleek back. Her back arched in pleasure like a cat's at the sensation.
Fingertips were no longer enough and I gently slid the short distance between us to spoon myself to her back. My penis began to enlarge at the touch of our skin and nestled into the cleft of her bottom. I placed the palm of my hand on her hip and slid it down the front of the thigh to the knee and returned along the silky inner thigh. The back of my hand lightly brushed the delicate blond curls covering her center. Katrina's hips began a gentle movement, and my palm crossed the softness of her lower tummy to repeat the caress to the other thigh. There was a loud sigh with a slight stirring and I knew she would wake soon. I looked up to see her hands move to rub the sleep from her eyes then her crystal blue gaze fell on mine.
"Good morning beautiful, how did you sleep?"
"It was awesome. I haven't slept like that in a long time."
I had taken advantage of the raised arms to move my hand to her chest. It was caressing and massaging those fabulous pillows in turn. Katrina indulged in a morning stretch and I was delighted by the lovely contortions of her form. I began to remove my hand to enjoy the moment.
"Don't move your hand Brad. It feels too good to stop."
She rolled to her back as my hand returned to its pleasure and I added my mouth to increase her pleasure and mine. I felt a hand running through my hair and caressing my scalp as my mouth encircled a nipple and plied it with lips, tongue and teeth. My hand attended to the other breast and nipple and Katrina arched her back to increase the sensations. One hand descended across her tummy and through the light forest of blond curls to cup her mons. It began to massage slowly and Katrina's hips matched the movement. Moans and sighs were escaping her lips and my palm was damp from the moisture our lovemaking was creating.
Katrina's hand began to caress my chest then descended slowly to finally encircle my erection. She squeezed gently and began to stroke slowly. She looked in my eyes and said, "Brad, I want this in me again, and I want to be on top. Can I?"
"Your wish is my command princess."
I rolled onto my back and brought her to lay full length on top. We shared our first kiss of the day that was full of heat, dueling tongues and passion. Our mouths were ravenous for each other. Hands roamed over tender skin and gentle mounds of flesh, while our bodies moved against each other sensuously. Katrina broke the kiss to place her hands on my shoulders to rise and brought her knees to either side of my hips. When upright she took my erection in both hands and stroked it lovingly. Satisfied with her efforts Katrina placed the crown at her opening and I felt moist heat enfold the top of my staff. She lowered herself slowly and we both enjoyed the electricity created by slow penetration.
Katrina's face was a mask of pleasure and erotic happiness. When she placed me within herself her mouth formed a small o, and as she descended around me her eyes got bigger as each inch entered. A loud satisfied sigh erupted from her when our pubic bones met. She seemed content to sit for a moment enjoying being so full. Her hips began a gentle rocking motion allowing only and inch or two to move in and out. Her eyes closed in pleasure as the erotic feelings began to spread. I lifted my hands to her breasts to massage and caress adding to the already reeling emotions. Small moans could be heard at the completion of each stroke. When I pinched those turgid nipples there was a sudden gasping moan as her head went back and hands covered mine pulling them tighter to her chest.
Katrina tried to keep the stroking slow to prolong the sensations, but she began to loose control. Her hands went to my shoulders again to provide leverage for the onslaught she new was coming. This movement brought her breasts within reach of my mouth. I took advantage by gobbling first one then the other suckling with abandon while my hand took care of the one not in my mouth. The hip movements sped up a notch at the attention. I smiled because I knew what I was doing traveled in a strait line from her nipples to her sex.
"Oh lover, this feels so wonderful." She panted above me. "I don't ever want to stop."
Katrina's hips began to plunge with great force as she raced to the pleasure she was seeking. I took my hands from her breasts and grabbed a hip in each to add their strength to hers. My hips began thrusting up to meet each downward plunge of hers.
"Oh Brad I'm there. Yes, yes, yes. I can't hold back, can't wait, got to go now!"
"Go for it baby. Take everything I have to give and milk it from me." I said through clenched teeth.
Our bodies were slapping together in the heat of climbing the mountain of passion. Squishing noises came from where we were joined, and Katrina's breasts bounced with every thrust. Her blond hair was thrown about her head as she thrashed her body in the throes of ecstasy. We both longed to jump into the abyss of orgasm and our bodies were taking us there. Katrina and I jumped together into climax, and I don't remember how long we thrashed against each other in our bliss. The next thing I remembered was Katrina's body trembling on top of mine then our ragged gasps for breath. Her head was buried in my neck and I began to stroke and caress as we calmed down, and kissed the damp hair clinging to her face.
When speech finally became possible Katrina said, "What an awesome way to wake up. I never knew it could feel this good or be this much fun."
"We will have to try it again sometime kitten, but right now we both need a shower. Then I will make us brunch."
"Good, I'm starved."
The hot water was all gone when we finished showering together. Katrina was still drying her hair as I left for the kitchen and I said she could find something to wear in my daughter's room then join me when she was ready. She was bouncing down the stairs as I put our brunch on the table. Her attire consisted of brief running shorts that showed off her excellent legs, and a tank top tucked in that showed the ample swell of her breasts.
True to her word Katrina was starved. She ate like a lumberjack. The amount of food she put in her body was amazing. There was very little conversation during the meal, but I enjoyed just watching Katrina. When the dishes were cleared away, and Katrina had a second orange juice and I more coffee, it was time for talk.
Katrina broke the silence with, "Brad, I never knew that having great sex could give you such an appetite."
I chuckled and said, "My darling Katrina, I didn't have sex last night." I got an incredulous look but continued. "I don't know about you, but I made love to a beautiful woman last night."
