Part Two - Fun with Donald.
Hi from Katrina
When I discovered I would be swapping partners I realized I would get to be with Donald for the night. I had no problem with this as since he would be part of our group. What I was wondering was, what would this be like with a man as old as him. He was much older than Sarvesh or Jeevan, in fact even older than my very own father. I was thinking; would sex be good with him? But then I was thinking that whatever happened I was going to make the very best and do my best to make it work out well.
I had known he was interested in me from the day we first arrived here. When he grabbed my bum I told him he was a naughty boy. But it surprised me he did even more and grasped my pussy through that tight dress. When he said he would like to be naughty with me, even in front of his wife, I knew something between was possible but just I didn’t know David’s feelings on this matter.
The morning before he left David, and I lay in bed talking. The love-making we had just taken had been good, now we were relaxing in the after-glow.
He leaned over to me and said, “Katrina, if you want to play tonight, I don’t mind.”
I just said “Oh!”
I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant.
“My Uncle likes you, Katrina.”
“Does he?” I asked.
“Yes, Katrina. You know he does.”
“Do you think so?”
“You know it. Didn’t you notice him flirting with you and feeling you up?”
“Yes David, but I wasn’t sure there would be more than that.”
“I’m sure he wants more. If he does, I’m Ok with it, if you want to.”
I didn’t need to reply. I just leaned over and kissed him.
“Thank you,” I said breaking away from him.
“Go on Karina. Give him some fun. You’ll get some…..”
He never finished what he was saying. I reached up and pulled him closer. The kiss was deeper this time and soon became more. He soon entered me and we were love-making again. Before we were finished we heard Paula calling David to hurry up.
She opened the door and caught us with us still having the love-games. She takes one look to us then calls to her husband.
“Quick, Donald! Get the gun,” she called out. “We’ve got rabbits down here again.”
Now that made me laugh!
She was now gone but I couldn’t finish, it was too funny. David was laughing too as he rolled off me. Our sex was abandoned before we could get completed.
While David got up and ran around getting ready, I lay in bed watching him. The plan was for Donald and Jeevan to drop him at the airport, and then go into the office. My plan for the day was to relax and stay in bed as long as I could then spend the rest of the day relaxing, reading out beside the pool. Soon David disappeared upstairs for breakfast while I stayed in bed.
I had almost gone back to sleep when suddenly Donald appeared in the room with a large cup in his hand. I thought he was so nice to bring me a cup of tea in bed. I thought that was very kind of him but I was wrong! He was not being kind to me at all.
“What is this about you staying in bed.”
“I am relaxing today, Donald.”
“Aren’t you going to do any work?”
“No. Today is for relaxing.”
“Come on lazy-bones, get up and come with us.”
I pulled the sheet up almost over my face so only my eyes could be seen.
“No, I want to sleep here.”
To my surprise he grabbed the sheet, pulling it from my hands, pulling it right off. This was leaving me naked on the bed. I was shocked and not thinking my hands went to covering my naked self. Suddenly he threw the contents of the cup at me. The water hit me and it was with little blocks of ice. I squealed at the shock. It was so cold against my naked flesh.
“Donald!” I said in shock, trying to wipe the bits of ice away from me.
“I told you to get up Katrina.”
“Donald! You are a bad man.”
“Yes, I know. Now you get ready and come to the office today and tonight I’m going to be very bad with you too.”
“How do you know I want that? I am angry at you now!”
“You angry Katrina? How could you be angry at a nice man like me?”
“You poured the ice to me!”
“You needed that. You wouldn’t get out of bed.”
“Now look at the mess. I can’t sleep here. The bed is wet now!”
“I know. So you better get up.”
He reached for my hand with the second to my arm. Then pulling me, he said, “Come on honey. Get up and have a shower. I’ll have a special breakfast waiting for you upstairs.”
“Well, I can’t go back to sleep in that mess. It’s all wet!”
“Just pull the sheets off. It will dry out.”
So quickly I had a shower and then got dressed for the office. When I got up there only Donald was there. Paula and Jeevan were about to leave with David to take him to the airport.
It was then that Donald produced his special breakfast. It was toast made in the oven with melted honey. There was a poached egg on top surrounded with four tiny green sausages. He had decorated it with a carefully placed drop of sauce on each sausage and a sprig of parsley on the egg. He later explained the sausages were completely made of vegetables. On the tray beside it was a large glass with a yellow smoothie.
“Hey!” said Paula. “How come Katrina gets that? We only got bacon and eggs.”
“She knows why she’s getting a special breakfast.”
“I think we all do,” David added.
I was about to start on the plate in front of me when David came over to me.
“Well, honey! I need to go now,” he said reaching down to kiss me.
“Have a good trip,” I replied when the kiss ended.
“You have a nice day too, Katrina.”
“Thank you, David. I hope you too.”
Then he said something a bit cheeky.
“I can’t really tell you ‘Be good,’ because it's obvious that won’t happen.”
I giggled at that. “Say have fun then.”
“Oh,” he said with a smile. “Have fun, Katrina.”
With that, he reached down and plucked a sausage off my plate. It was gone, into his mouth before I could stop him.
“Ah nice,” he said laughing, as he disappeared downstairs to where Jeevan and Paula were waiting.
“That was cheeky!” I said to Donald.
“Never mind Katrina. I’ve more if you want them.”
Breakfast was delicious. I have never tried sausages like those and the honey mixed well with the bread and eggs. But it was a lot to eat and I felt funny, me eating while he sat watching. In the end, I gave him some too then we shared the smoothie between us.
He had pulled his chair around closer so he could reach the straw. I felt so happy with what he had done for me. Without thinking I reached out and patted him on the thigh as I told him so. It was the wrong thing to do because when I looked down at where my hand was I couldn’t help noticing the ridge in his pants. He saw where I was looking and smiled a bit embarrassed.
“Are you……..?”
“Yes,” he finished. “Been like that since seeing you naked downstairs.”
“Well, what can we do about this?”
“What do you mean?”
“Donald, we can’t have you walking around the office with that sticking out in front of you.”
He laughed at that. “What do you suggest?”
“Something on that couch!”
“Katrina! Has anyone told you, you’re a naughty girl.”
“Yes quite often, actually.”
It wasn’t long before we were both naked and together on the couch. Soon he was on top going for it. I would have liked him to take his time but he didn’t. Anyway, it was good, not great sex, but enough to get me off. My cum was good, not great, just good. But that is to be expected with sex like that. The only thing, I wasn’t sure about him when we had finished.
“Was it good?” I asked him as I got up.
“Oh great!” he said. “You were wonderful.”
He didn’t sound convincing and when I went to the bathroom I discovered there was no male cum in me. He hadn’t got off afterwards.
Soon we were in the car on our way to the office and he suddenly seemed very quiet.
It worried me so later in the day I saw Amita come online so I asked her. There were people around in the office so we typed instead of verbal conversation. She was very helpful and explained a lot to me about sex with older men.
When we came home that afternoon it became very obvious that Paula wanted Jeevan for her bed partner. That left things open for Donald and I as well. When Paula went to sit on Jeevan's knee I copied her and did the same with Donald.
He was a very naughty boy! His hands coming to feel me through my blouse before he had the buttons opened and my bra pulled down. He was necking and kissing me. His hands over my breasts and nipples before I looked up to notice Jeevan and Paula were getting up to leave.
As I got up my blouse fell away, landing on the floor. I was left standing there with my blouse gone and my bra down around my waist. I reached to take his hand, pulling him up and leading him to the downstairs.
When I had come home I already discovered the room was neat and tidy. The bed was made with new sheets too. At least Paula keeps the house tidy, even if her bad husband goes around making a mess!
It had been a long day. After the heat outside, I was ready for a shower. There wasn’t a chance before dinner so when Donald and I went downstairs I asked him if I could shower and wash myself first.
“Only if I do the washing for you,” he said.
“I expect you to,” I replied.
I’m not sure he had realised I meant both of us shower because his face lite up with a big smile.
He stepped up to me and began removing the clothes he hadn’t already taken off. Yes, as they were removed they were just thrown on the floor. Paula you really must train your husband to be more tidy around the house!
What followed in the shower was good. Let’s just say that this man knew his way around a woman’s body. He was very thorough. Taking his time, washing every part with his soapy hands before washing it off with the warm water. I was very pleased with him, a bit turned on by it too I must be saying. Donald, you can help me with my shower anytime you want.
Towards the end, it got a bit sexy when he came to my breasts and pussy. He took each breast with both hands and began rubbing to it all over. Oh, it felt nice, especially when he came to doing to my nipple too. Soon he had it so hard and erect. Then he repeated it all for my other breast.
Finally, the final part was to my pussy. I was waiting for this to happen. I know already I was wet for him and feeling sexy for him too. His fingers moved down, rubbing through the hair above before the second hand wrapped around me to grip to my arse.
“Naughty Boy, Donald,” I told him.
“What?” he asked looking to my face.
“You are feeling my bum again?”
“You are worried about you bum with what I am doing here in front?”
With that his first hand went deep into my pussy, the fingers wrapping around the curve of my mound and pressing into my wet open below. Yes, soon I was not worried to my bum. I let out a gasp at the thrill of it.
“Oh, you like that do you?”
Whack! His hand slapped my bum.
When I squealed at the shock, he said, “Naughty Girl!”
Well, what followed was a good pussy work-over. Oh, those soapy fingers really gave me a good rubbing down there. Then they were inside me, pumping at me, pressing in and out.
“Are you trying for me to make a cum?”
“Why would I do that?” he replied.
“I am feeling like now.”
“You horny little minx.”
Whack! His hand hit my bum again.
"Stop that!"
"Stop what?"
"Hitting to my bum!"
"You deserve it. You are a naughty girl."
"Stop that!"
"Stop what?"
"Hitting to my bum!"
"You deserve it. You are a naughty girl."
As he said that his fingers pulled up against the top of my hole. Fingers contacting my exposed clitty. Oh, that was good! So good I couldn’t help myself. My cum came to me as very strong. So powerful my knees were weak too.
The hand on my bum was now around my waist as he held me until I could recover.
Now was my turn to wash to him. I did him all over, not as good as he had to me, but still doing all the parts except one. It was not that I could miss it, sticking out away from him like that; it was just that it was being saved as the last part.
Donald was different to other European men I had seen. He was like the Indian men still having the foreskin. But now with him being so hard, the head was open and visible. I was kneeling down, taking him with both hands as we were still under the falling water of the shower. He had a nice cock but then I think all cocks are nice. Each one different but still very nice to look at and touch.
One hand gripped his shaft while the other went for his balls. I could feel the little sacks with their little beans. I like feeling a man and exploring over him. I was enjoying that with this new man too. Amita said not to be in a hurry. She said to be like it was with Jeevan only slower. So that was my intention to take my time and build him slowly to his peak.
I could feel his cock now. Feel the hard warmness of him. See the thick veins running up along his cock. See the head, shaped almost like a bullet. A bullet for breaking into pussies.
That last thought made me laugh
“What?” he asked me.
I told my joke and he laughed. “Better watch out! That bullet is aimed at your pussy.”
"And my pussy might be saying, 'come in!' too."
"And my pussy might be saying, 'come in!' too."
First I was with gentle licks. Over the head, down along the sides of his shaft. Then I lifted him up to lick underneath. I have come to know that men don’t get the same attention under their cocks and they like it. As I came back up, my tongue explored the groove just before the head when it is sensitive. All men like that one too.
Then finally I returned to the head. My lips parted, my mouth opened as I leaned in towards him. The tip of his cock pressed between my lips, going in deeper until I had all the head inside. I closed my lips so they gripped his cock shaft, wrapping around it. Then while my tongue licked over his head I began to suck.
Yes, I knew it. He liked that one. He liked me sucking to him like that. There was a moan that escaped his lips. Now his hands had come up each side of my head as he held me. Now I knew he was enjoying being with me.
All this time the shower continued. Pouring against his chest, splashing down over me as I worked at him. It was almost too hard to breathe with the water pouring like that but I still wanted to do it. Still, I wanted to please him with doing this thing.
His cock gave a jerk and I felt good because I knew I was getting to him. I know of the cock jerking as a sign the man is getting ready to make his cum. I made my mind that to have him cum now would be good to start our night together.
But then he surprised me. His hands pulled my head away. His cock slipped out of my mouth. I was looking up at him in surprise and confusion.
“Why?” I asked.
“Enough of that. The way you were going I would have cum.”
Well, I thought that was the general idea. I was trying to make him cum.
As we left the shower and dried each other off I was confused. How was I going to please this man if I couldn’t make him cum?
Soon we were in the bedroom. He got me to lie back on the bed and he began working over my body. His fingers would explore from my ear and neck, down on to my breasts. Soon his lips were following. He was good at this and I felt the excitement of my body growing.
When he got to my breasts he was giving attention to my nipples. It was good for me to be feeling. Exciting when he was doing to me. I reached to hold him to my breasts. I closed my eyes to enjoy the feelings. His tongue was onto my nipple, licking around and over it. It became too hard for him as his lips closed over it and he was sucking at me.
Soon he was moving to the other nipple which is mine. This one also got the touching, and the licking, and the sucking too. It was so good for me.
Now he was moving lower. I felt two hands press at the inside of my thighs. He opened me up, leaving me exposed for him. I knew what he was looking at now; I didn’t need to open my eyes to see.
Some fingers touched me, running down the opening in my pussy. It was a sexy feeling, sending a shock through my body. I let out a deep moan. He did it again and I felt my body hump at him. I could feel how wet I was, how excited I was. He must have seen it too.
After playing with me for a few times I felt finger each side pulling me open. I thought he would be seeing the pink wet flesh inside me. This thought gave me a shudder through my whole body. It was so exciting for me as I knew what would be coming next.
Yes, I was right! I tongue touched me. A soft wet tongue pushed into me. It was so good when another big shudder went through me.
He began with long slow licks running up the length of me, pressing into me as he went. It was so good I was wiggling around under him, humping back at him. He needed to hold me, bringing his hands up to keep me still. He continued working at me. Pushing into me with his tongue until I reached the point where I almost was ready to cum.
He must have known this because his fingers moved to the hood at the top, pulling me open so his lips could press into me. He took my exposed clitty between his lips, within his mouth and he sucked. Oh was that good. Such strong feelings burst upon me. My cum was a strong one, made better and stronger by his continued sucking me.
Finally, he let my orgasm pass so I could return to normal. I opened my eyes to look at him smiling to him.
“Oh! That was so good,” I said.
He didn’t answer, just smiled back. He knew it had been good for me, that he had done a good job for me.
He lay on his back on the bed. I sat above him, one leg each side of him as I lowered my pussy down to him. I reached with my hands to take his shaft, guiding his cock head to my wet lips. I felt him pressing against me, the point pressing between my lips; the opening of me, pressing a way into me.
As I pushed down, my hands still holding him, I felt him going in deeper. Oh, it felt good! That full feeling as a cock first enters you. So nice to feel, so nice to enjoy that I closed my eyes.
Now I used my hips to pull back. His cock slipping back, almost out of me. Then letting go of him I drove down again. This time taking him deeper inside me. Another pull back and I was able to drive down on him again, taking him all the way inside that time.
It felt good. My juice was flowing, my pussy felt hot. I was ready for a good hard fucking. But then I remembered the words of Amita. Slowly at first; building up speed as I went.
So I began to move now. With slow steady motions, I was pulling him in and out of me. It felt good, maybe I should say nice as but wasn’t getting exciting for me. I was hoping it would become better as we went on. But I was determined to do as I was told as she said it would be the best way.
So I continued. Long slow movements. Going in deep, pulling almost out. Repeating over again. His hands had come up to my breasts, touching them, holding them, rubbing over my nipples. This felt better. Made me feel better.
Suddenly he surprised me, saying, “Fuck girl! Hurry up.”
For a moment I was confused. His hands had now moved to each side to hold my body, pulling me down towards him. As he did I lost balance as I felt his body coming up and I was rolling. We were on our side, then still moving until he was on top. And still, he stayed inside me.
Slight adjustments to get right and then he started fucking me. It was not the slow gentle as I had done. This time it was faster, with long, strong strokes. In fact, I would almost say it was sexy rough fucking. I was surprised but excited by it. Soon my body began responding to him. I began pressing back to him, meeting each thrust with one of my own.
Sex like this cannot go on for a long time. I knew the way his cock was pressing and rubbing against the hood and my exposed clitty that soon I would make my orgasm. It was building now. I could feel the tensions, the excitement building in my body as my orgasm raced towards me. Yes, I knew soon it would break on to me. Yes, I knew it would be good too.
But what about him. He was doing a good job with me. I could still feel him hard inside me. But would he make his cum too? That thought of worry held me back a bit. I wondered what I would do if he couldn’t.
Suddenly my mind was brought back to him with his moaning into my ear. His steadily rhythm broke and his cock gave a massive thrust into me. I realised he was cumming. Making his cum, deep inside me. Even before my one came too! He had left me behind!
Still, at the same time he tried to keep going; keep his movements going. It was not much but enough to send me over into the orgasm which was my own. It was a good one; not as good as it could have been because I had been distracted just before, but I was very happy with it.
I rolled off him and we lay beside each other, both deeply breathing. I felt his hand reach and take mine. I looked over and he smiled at me.
“That was so good,” he said.
I smiled back at him, squeezing his hand.
We didn’t say anything more. We didn’t need to. The sex had been good. Good for both of us. Soon we settled down together to go to sleep.
When I woke in the morning he was gone.
When I woke in the morning he was gone.
I lay in bed, thinking about Donald, thinking about what we had done. Yes, I was happy I had been with him. He had taught me a lot about sex. I was happy with that too.
Suddenly I was pulled out of my day-dreaming by Jeevan calling me for breakfast. Telling me that the meal Donald had cooked was ready for me.
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