Author: ThreedaysforCath

I could barely take my eyes off her that night, Cath made a spectacle of talking to nearly every person except me, I watched every guy in the group leer after to her in that dress. She normally wouldn’t notice the guys looking after to her in Uni but that night she thrived on it. How many times did I see her place a hand on a chest, or brush her rear teasingly against a groin? Could it be that I envy them? It can’t possibly be envy I feel. Could I envy another man lying in her embrace, feeling her warmth wrap around him, hear her whimper into his ear as he pushes himself deep inside her, convulse around him until he collapses around her in mutual ecstasy. The thought of it drove me to my wine glass. I do envy them I would push thoughts of her from my mind and immerse myself in conversation, but I always found myself searching her out in the room. She began teasing me by allowing our eyes to meet occasionally, fucking me with her expression as she did, driving the passion into my loins before returning her attention to the conversation. She became bolder after the drinks began to flow and would always make sure to squeeze past me between seats, rubbing her backside to my groin in the process, often she would feel the tension in my jeans as she did so and would let out a giggle as my hips discreetly pushed out to meet hers. The night could not end soon enough I thought watching her full reddened lips wrap around a beer bottle. The public exhibitionism was a real turn on, but not as much as having her legs wrap around me, my member penetrating her velvet embrace, I thought. I resigned myself to a smaller table and before long was deep in conversation about future research projects when Cath appeared to my right and asked to join in, the three other students began shuffling their seats to allow her a space to which she insisted was not necessary as she settled herself on my arm rest. The sweetness of her aroma filled my nostrils as she crossed her right leg over her left to rest on the inside of my inner thigh, discreetly rubbing her heel against me I noticed the sheen of her chest that she so elegantly presented in the dimness of the room and felt my cock give a longing twitch to feel her again. It wasn’t long before Cath had found herself immersed in the conversation and had slipped from the armrest onto my knees to ‘better allow the conversation to flow’ she said. I knew elsewise as her hips progressively pushed back towards my groin, the rest of the group oblivious to my angst as my cock pushed wildly against my jeans, I knew she could feel me as every movement she made pushed herself into me and my hips soon started pushing back, pressing my cock between her legs. I can’t take this anymore. My hands gipped her hips lighted and pusher her to her feet, I stood behind her and let her feel the stiffness in my jeans press against her, I leant in and whispered softly into her ear, “I want you… Now” I excused myself from the table and left the bar, she found me a few minutes later wandering the hallway, her stare penetrated my soul and her arms immediately embraced me, one hand gently pulling at my brown curls, the other came to rest on my chest as her lips pressed against my own, the warmth of her tongue shot into my mouth and our tongues danced together passionately as I trapped her body between the wall and my own. My hands caressed her body, feeling each curve underneath the silky texture of her dress, my fingers traced her rear and found the back of her thigh, I pulled it up to meet my hip. She followed my lead and wrapped her leg around my body; pulling me into her and releasing what little her dress had covered to my touch. I could feel my cock pressing through my jeans against her moistening pussy. Soft moans escaped her mouth in the moments our tongues weren’t locked together in fits of passion. My hand traced back up her body and cupped her breast, pinching lightly where I could feel her nipple through the soft fabric of her dress; I pulled my tongue from her mouth and gently caressed her neck with my lips, savouring her scent in as my hand pulled at her dress releasing her breast. “Not here!” she whimpered as her fingers ran through my hair making no objection to my advances, “we’ll get caught!” I continued ravishing her with my lips, hearing her pleas but simply not caring if we got caught I want her. Both her arms found my broad chest, I was sure she could feel my heart pounding through my shirt as she pushed me away with all her strength, I stumbled back a few paces while our eyes locked onto each other, she flashed me a wicked smile while she slipped her dress back over her breast and pulled the hem down to cover her thighs. She approached me one slow step at a time, her right hand reaching out to grip the obvious bulge in my trousers, she began to teasing me with the lightest of touches as one of the research fellows burst through the door further down the corridor in search of a toilet, Cath made no move to remove her tantalising grip, her body was perfectly placed to hide her hand from his view, instead she looked deep into my eyes and whispered “come on” She turned and made for the stairs, I was left against a wall with an all too familiar ache in my loins; my attention remained fixated on her legs moving hypnotically up the stairs. I bound up three at a time to meet her between floors, grabbing her arm I span her to meet my lips as I pressed my tongue deep into her mouth, feeling her body melt beneath my touch I pressed her against the wall wanting nothing more than to take her right there. Her hands reached for my shirt and in one motion pulled it apart before immediately reaching for my belt as buttons littered the floor, she removed the clasp and I felt the tension in my pants loosen as she pushed me away again, giggling she moved for the stairs. The girl is incredible. She was testing every door on the floor when I emerged from the stairs, glancing back at me from every attempt she fluttered from one to the other until finally one door gave way; she looked back at gestured with one finger for me to follow her to which I needed no encouragement. The room that had been left open was a molecular lab, two worktops jutted out into the middle of the room whilst one worked its way around the edges, a fume cupboard sat embedded into the left wall and a number of diagnostic machines lined the walls and benches. Cath let the door close on its own accord and threw herself towards me, her kiss was deep and passionate; her body warm and soft, and her fingers pulled at my hair as she guided me into the room. I felt her body push back against my advances, my hands ran down her back to her thighs and her legs opened to me as I lifted her onto the worktop. Our tongues parted and she let out a moan as she pulled my shirt off one arm at a time, I took the opportunity to remove my t-shirt; baring my body to her audible pleasure. Her tongue found mine and my hands moved delicately up her legs pushing back her dress to reveal her laced thong. She lifted her hips as I pulled it free, and her hands fumbled at my jeans releasing my cock into her grip, she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and massaged me until she felt my own juices envelop my manhood. Her lips parted from mine as she guided the tip of me into her vagina, feeling the warmth of her labia my hips slowly pushed into her, my cock penetrating inch by inch as her face contorted in ecstasy. I pushed and pushed, feeling her pussy wrap around every inch of me until I felt her cervix push back against me. Her nails dug into my shoulders and she pulled her legs apart as much as her thong would allow as it stretched between her thighs, “Fuck me” she pleaded in my ear. I pulled all but the head of my cock out of her before slowly pushing back in, I was amazed at how wet she had become as my hips thrust into her a third time with increasing intensity, her hands clawed at my back and pulled at my hair as each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her body. My cock was covered in her juices making each subsequent thrust harder and faster, my hips soon fell into a steady rhythm as my left hand rested in the arch of her back, pulling her to me and my right fumbled at her breasts. Each time my cock penetrated her, moans of delight stimulated me to push myself deeper and harder into her, my hands moved up her back clutching for the zip denying me access to her body, I tugged at her dress and it fell away from her shoulders revealing her flawless body. Her chest shimmered from the residue of our last encounter and she collapsed backwards letting her back meet the table top. The dress was now resigned to a small section of her stomach and her legs were stretched up my body onto my shoulders, I took the opportunity to slip off her thong and pull her body towards me so that her hips hung off the bench. From this position I fucked her as hard as I could, pushing as deep into her as was possible while adoring the effect I had on her face and her moans of delight. Her arms flayed across the worktop as my rhythm intensified, sending pipettes and epindorphs rolling onto the floor, the crash momentarily filled her eyes with panic at the thought of being caught but quickly rolled back as another thrust caused her leg to quiver around me. I cupped and pinched at her nipples as I fucked her, each thrust built upon my impending orgasm. I pulled my dripping cock out of her and before she had to time to beg me to put it back in, I had dragged her to her feet, twisted her body away from me and pushed her head to the table top as I guided my cock into her from behind, my cock penetrated her pussy and I immediately began where I left off, fucking her with surrounded by a cloud of passion that blinded me from our surroundings, only my body existed, my body and her own, entangled in mutual ecstasy. Her hips pushed back defiantly to meet each stroke of my own, pushing me deeper into her embrace as her moans turned to screams. My left hand gripped a handful of her hair and pulled her head to my shoulders with a surge of power that caused her to squeal from the pain that was quickly overpowered by the pleasure between her legs. Her back was arched and I was rewarded with a magnificent view down her chest as our hips moved together in synchrony, my right hand pinched at her nipples before moving down her body bristling over the small tuft of pubic hair; my fingers soon become drenched in our juices as I massaged her clitoris in time with the oscillations of my hips. Her moans diminished as the sensations surpassed her senses, her legs weakened and her breathing became deep and laboured as each breath was interrupted by a new wave of emotion. I disentangled my left hand from her hair and moved slowly to her neck, my grip found her oesophagus lightly at first but with each subsequent thrust I tightened my grip and kissed her lobe, her face reddened and her eyes widened, her breathing became short and desperate, it became harder to fuck her as her legs weakened. The grip around her neck and my cock inside her were the only things keeping her vertical as my fingers massaging her clitoris moved faster and harder. Her fingers were grasping desperately for a hold as her orgasm took her, a scream escaped her mouth but no sounds emerged beneath my grip, her legs trembled and the convulsions inside her massaged my cock. I felt my orgasm build and thrust her neck from my grasp, pushed her face to the bench and fucked her with the fury of an animal as my cock sent stream after stream of hot cum into her convulsing pussy, Cath gasped for air as each thrust forced it out of her, the power of her own orgasm weakening her legs. I allowed my cock to soften inside her as she regained her composure, pulling myself out I leant in and placed soft kiss on her lips, her tongue met mine and we both smiled as her eyes met mine. We changed in silence, before leaving the room Cath pressed her lips against mine and I felt her tongue probe my mouth gently. Releasing me, we headed back to our room, endorphins flooding our brains. Tomorrow marks the end of our field project and we’ll be taken back to our university where we’ll most likely never speak of the experiences we shared together again.

Sunday I awoke with a start at the sound of the alarm; today we are to attend a series of lectures on various handling techniques regarding delicate species in the ecosystem. Yawn. My head was a daze from the night’s sleep, I hear the shower running and glance over to Caths bed and see that she had risen before me. The previous day’s event rushed back to me as if it was a dream but with a vividness that assured me it was real. Morning wood had taken me today and I felt the urge to relieve myself before Cath finished in the shower, especially as thoughts of water running down her body filled my head but I repressed the urge as we needed to be at the lecture theatre relatively soon. Nothing more had happened the previous night, we had both showered and actually came to making a few sly jokes about our shared experience, it almost seemed like the air of sexual tension between had been lifted. For a while. My wood subsided and I left the warmth of my bed to change, I slipped on a pair of jeans and was searching around for a T-shirt when Cath emerged from the bathroom in her towel, water still dripping down her hair onto her shoulders, I said good morning and she squeezed through the gap between me and the bed whilst tracing her finger along my chest, she asked me how I slept as she turned away from me. I looked down and saw that my wood had returned at the mere touch of her, I sighed and finished changing before heading down for breakfast. I arrived at the lecture before her which was normal of us and placed myself towards the back of the theatre in the middle of the room, the theatre was small, boasting a capacity between 30 and 40 I imagine but with steep steps allowing each row a clear view of the talking platform at the front. There were between 12 and 15 other people milling about, either talking in little groups or sporadically placed around the room as individuals. I turned off my IPod, reached for my bag and began pulling out my notepad and pen ready for the lecture. I noted Cath enter a few minutes after I was settled, looking her up and down I was startled by how sensual she looked, she had worn a low-cut black top with thin straps, above a vivid scarlet laced bra that teased its way around the edges of the top covering it which accentuated the shape of her breasts beautifully. My gaze was drawn down to the excruciatingly short denim hot-pants that I’ve had the pleasure of seeing on many occasions previously, I was admiring the full length and tone of her legs as she gazed around the room looking for a peer, she noted me at the back and headed towards me with a smile. She stopped one row shy of mine and walked along before placing herself just in front of and slightly to one side, Fair enough. Within 10 minutes of the lecture starting I found my mind wandering, I began by doodling pointless shapes on my notepad and glancing around the room I noticed nearly everyone here also looked on the edge of boredom. Cath shuffled in her seat which brought my gaze towards her, she’d crossed her legs and was shifting her free foot up and down with a routine beat. Her legs shimmered in the dim light, moisturiser I thought as the thought of them spread in front of me vied into my mind, I noted with great pleasure that the angle of the lecture hall allowed me a more than explicit view of her bosom as she sat baring her chest below me. Glancing toward either end of my aisle, I discovered I was alone at the back, so I discreetly lowered my hand below the table-top and gently massaged my now erect cock through my jeans. She had brought the tip of her pen towards her mouth and was sucking inconspicuously on the end as her eyes glinted at the projections in front of us; all the while my eyes never left her. Her legs, her breasts, her face, her eyes, her lips. It was in that moment that I knew I wanted her, all of her. Later she would tell me that she enjoyed sitting in front of me because she was always in my field of vision, not as much as i did I thought with guilt, I hadn’t returned such a spectacle for her but I would always repay it in kind if I have the chance. The lecture series finished and I noticed Cath had stopped to talk with some friends on the way out so I took the opportunity to head for our room knowing she wouldn’t be far behind. Thoughts of taking her with all I have filling my mind as I raced past group after group of people. Everyone has their own way of enticing people into sexual conquests, but there was very little left of a social construct between me and Cath now, I think watching her orgasm with my semen between her fingers shattered any barriers left between us. For me, I knew if I could get her legs wrapped around my head long enough to make her body quiver from the delicate movements of my tongue inside her, I would have her. I would have her. I burst into the room and flung my bag over the bed, I was already hard from anticipation when I removed my shirt and made for the veranda where I waited. What seemed like eternity passed before I heard her step quaintly out onto the wooden balcony and knew immediately that she had been admiring the definition in my shoulders from inside the room; she came to a stop beside me and gazed longingly towards the forest. I pushed myself away from the rail and slowly moved behind her, her body fixated as I brushed the hair behind her left ear and let my breath tickle her neck. She exhaled as my hands traced down her sides towards her waist and gripped the bottom of her top, the sweet aroma of her perfume filled my head as I gazed desirously down her body and began to effortlessly lift the top above her head, Don’t stop me. Please. Her hands met mine as her top drew agonisingly close to her breasts; her head hinged backwards onto my shoulders as she giggled lightly in my ear and began teasing me with glimpses of her warm body. Feeling each contour and her responsiveness to my soft touch, my hands moved over her hips, and in towards her stomach before finding the button holding her shorts together, in two fluid movements the button was loose and the shorts had fallen to the floor as she pulled the top over her head and let it drop. She let out a whimper of ecstasy as I span her around to face me, she took full notice of my cock pressing wildly against my jeans as I gently caressed her neck with my lips, slowly her hand came to massage me through my jeans and I felt my legs weaken from her touch, my lips moved down her body and It took all the will power I possessed not to take her nipples in my mouth with blissful hunger, her hands ran up my body and came to rest on the back of my head as my fingers pulled tenderly at her matching laced pants, my eyes met hers amongst a view of her wonderfully pert breasts, her legs widened just barely enough for me to slip my tongue between them and I gazed fiercely as her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the first wave of pleasure take her, my tongue darted in and out of her vagina tasting her sweet juices as her hips moved forward to meet my mouth. She lifted her right leg off the floor and brought her foot to rest within the arch of my lower back, pulling me into her. I lapped continuously at her labia, relishing the taste of her on my tongue, as whimpers escaping her mouth turned to moans of delight, I traced the tip of my tongue the length of her until I felt the soft presence of her clitoris press back against me, she let out a squeak of delight as her hips thrust forward to meet the tantalising hint of my tongue, I continued to trace my tongue in circles, occasionally skimming the tip of her clitoris sending waves of intense pleasure through her body. My cock was aching to be freed; I reached down to unbutton my jeans as I felt her body begin convulsing uncontrollably. Her orgasm took over with an intense fury and her moans of pleasure were replaced with overwhelming squeals of passion as her fingers gripped my hair tightly, pulling me to her. I drove my tongue deeper, feeling her juices run down the sides of my face as I lapped mercilessly at her labia, savouring every bit of her. I free my throbbing member as her convulsions subside and her eyes return distantly to meet mine, I rose letting my jeans fall to the floor, her arms wrapped around my shoulders as her eyes fell upon my cock, a glint of pre-cum emerged from the tip and her eyes widened with hunger from the sight. I used the embrace to turn my back to rail, before taking a handful of hair in my right hand and forcing her to kneel, to which she obediently sub-missed. In one instant her right hand had gripped the bottom of my hard shaft and her lips enveloped my aching head, a surge of warmth coursed its way through my body as her mouth and hand worked the entirety of my manhood in perfect synchronisation. Her eyes closed and moans escaped her throat as she drove my penis into her throat relishing the taste of me in her mouth, my head hinged as her tongue ran the length of my cock, flicking over my frenulum. My hips thrust forward encouraging her to take me deeper, I felt the warmth of her lips encapsulate my shaft as she sucked intensely, her right hand maintaining a continuous rhythm above my balls. I realised as her eyes met mine, that she could take all of my endowment but the width of her fingers, my right hand found the back of her head and I pulled her into me, her fingers gradually gave way to the warmth of her mouth and instead began to massage my balls as my manhood disappeared around her lips, her eyes looked pleadingly to me as the sensation sent shivers through my body, a sensation I’ve only felt once before. I was lost in a daze of pleasure as pressure built up in my loins; releasing my grip on her hair I began a furious attempt to maintain composure as Cath resumed her intoxicating ritual with her hands and lips. Don’t cum, you want to fuck her, you need to fuck her, don’t cum, don’t cum, you want to bury your cock deep inside her, feel the velvet of her vagina massage your cock. Don’t cum, don’t cum. I tried pulling myself away to prevent the inevitable but found my body caught between her mouth and a hard place, my attempts at pleading resulted in nothing but escaping grunts as her hands gripped my hips and pulled me into her, don’t cum, don’t cum, what if she won’t like it, don’t cum, don’t cum. She felt the tightening of my testicles before I did and immediately gripped my shaft with both hands before twisting them in opposing motions, her tongue flicked at my tip as her eyes begged for my seed, don’t cum don’t cum. “O Cath I’m going to cum” was all I managed to whimper as the first contraction weakened my legs and a jet of warm semen flew from my cock, coating her left cheek before being intercepted by her tongue, moans of delight escaped her as she eagerly pumped my cock waiting for the next contraction that was aimed directly into her mouth, her eyes closed as she tasted the salty residue of my next contraction, my hands reached desperately for the rail to keep me on my feet as my third contraction landed on her philtrum and immediately began seeping onto her full red lips. In a heartbeat, she elevated herself on her knees and my next contraction sent cum streaming onto her right breast, her eyes met mine and I watched in ecstasy as her tongue left her mouth, coated in my seed and began to collect the semen running down her face. Her hands milked every last drop of cum I had onto her chest as she gave me the wickedest of smiles, my seed still glistening on her face and chest. I was left on the veranda as she strode back into our room, my legs weak and my head spinning from the orgasm moments before, it was difficult for me to rationalise what had happened, I had succeeded in seducing her but failed to fulfil my intentions, she wouldn’t let me, she knew I wanted more but wouldn’t stop, she wanted me to cum, she made me cum. I shook off my reservations and relished the magnificence of the experience; it was everything I had ever fantasised and more. I could not number the times I had sat alone feeling her push into me with such passion. Two days ago I would never have dreamed I would be left disappointed with feeling her only lips wrapped around my manhood, instead I found myself eagerly desiring more. I need her, all of her. When I entered the room, Cath had dressed into a very small, very sexy black dress; extremely short with a zip parting the front of her body below her breasts leaving an alluring view of her cleavage. I began to think we had an exotic night in store when she reminded me we were late to meet the rest of the group for drinks that evening. My disappointment soon subsided when my eyes drifted to her chest and noticed the remnants of my orgasm coating her breasts, giving a particular gloss to her cleavage. “No one will know” she assured as her eyes followed mine, “except you”, I felt my cock twitch back to life at the thought of it but suppressed myself as I pulled on some dark jeans, a tight white t-shirt and a green checked shirt. How many men can say they get to do that to her I thought? Cath was finishing her make up by the time I was ready so I allowed her to know that I was waiting for her, looking her up and down, lusting after her, she made a show for me and twirled herself in the mirror giving me a view of her at every angle. Her dress was so short I was sure that I could slip myself inside her and her cleavage shone in the light but only I would know why as we headed out to meet the others.

Three days in the Peak Friday As required by our University, students are required to spend a long weekend to a week in a field centre to gain practical experience. As luck would have it, I was placed in a field research centre in the peak district national park with a particularly attractive girl named Cath. The significance of which I had no idea at the time, me and Cath had always been good friends during our time at university and to say there was no mutual attraction between us would be a vast understatement although nothing had ever materialised between us for one reason or another, in recent months we had become more bold with our interactions, turning perfectly innocent conversations into sexual references using enticing semantics. We would often discuss particular likes and dislikes we both enjoyed about sex along with particular confessions or previous conquests. Myself being more invigorated than was potentially meant, a recent trip out of the continent left me nothing but to wonder what experiencing her would be like with no end of sexual fantasies playing out in my head, so when I found out we were to be sharing a room together in a field centre, the thought left me stricken with anticipation of the coming week. Cath had always caught my attention among the hundreds of people we shared a school with, always distinctly dressed in seductive clothes, she had an air of confidence about her that intrigued me intensely. She owned an array of leopard print and flower patterned skirts and dresses with polka-dot tops that clung to her physique perfectly and made for some imaginative scenarios in my fantasies. The journey to the centre went by innocently enough, we chatted about normal things and the sexual tension between us barely surfaced, except for occasional lingering look or smile. She was wearing a short black skirt with a high rise waist to which tucked in was a black top swirled with colourful hearts, her auburn hair tied behind her in a bob and a long necklace running around her neck towards her chest, she looked incredible but I promised myself I wouldn’t let on that I’d noticed this week in case it turned awkward between us. She has incredibly long seductive legs that remained crossed for the journey, I love long legs and always enjoy letting girls wrap them around my head while I pleasure them. I wonder if she would like that. She must have seen my lingering stare and the want in my eye because she told me to wait until we got to the room in a whisper before giving me a sly smile, and I felt a familiar response between my legs. When we arrived at the room, I made no effort to discuss her remark in the car, although there had been little else on my mind, it was late so we were to freshen up, change and meet the group for some food and drinks before getting an early night for our first day in the park tomorrow. I stepped into the room first and offered her choice of beds, she slinked past me and I could smell the sweetness of her perfume that nearly cost me my balance as she set her bag down on the far side of the room. She immediately began to undress, taken aback I looked away and apologised before heading for the bathroom. “Don’t be embarrassed” She said with a coy look on her face, “you can change here too” she gave me a wink and turned away before taking her top off leaving me with a view of her naked back except for a bra clasp as she bent over towards her bag, my eyes wandering down her body towards the her long legs. I glanced down and saw the bulge in my jeans. It’s going to a long week.