Story 204 Two Men in My Life – Part Two.

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Hi from Katrina,

        A few days later, during the nude weekend, I had the opportunity to be with the second important man in my life. Yes, you've guessed it, his name is Mike. 
        In this case, we had spent most of the afternoon naked by the pool and got into some sexy fun there and then came the Stripping XX game that followed in the evening. I’d played that game before and knew how it would go but for everyone else playing, it was something new. Once again, I’d got my share of attention from the men too which had been a lot of fun. I’d been paired up with Tom, the naughty farmer and he had been a lot of fun. Made me laugh a lot and we did some sexy things. I know why the other women, Hansini and Amita, are attracted to him.

       Now it was over and we were going off to bed. I noticed some swapping among people and knew many were getting into some hot sex that night but David and I didn’t take part in that as our plans had already been made.  

       During the afternoon, we had talked with Mike and Shanti again and they agreed to swap partners for the evening. This time it was to be a proper swap with two couples in different rooms. This time it would be Mike and me, just the two of us sharing a bed. I was looking forward to that, looking forward to having a night of sex with him. Shanti wanted to stay in their room so Mike and I took a room in the guest house. David, of course, was with Shanti. I hear she gave him a good time too.

        After the game, Strip XXX, I was a bit messy and sweaty. I wanted a shower. When the food had been introduced, some of us had got really messy. Mike joined me, of course. We were in the shower downstairs in the room where the spa was. Yes, it was open-plan so anyone could walk in on us but I was ok with that. Nothing we’d do there could be any worse to what I had just done in the game. Yes, we were also in the guest house. I could have used the master bedroom but I had given that to David so he could enjoy being there with Shanti. I later learnt they had moved to Shanti’s room and I heard Sarvesh was in the master bedroom in the end. Not sure who he took there but I know he was not alone. (I think Shanti wanted to be close to her little girl, as Petra had been a bit sick earlier in the day.)

          But back to us, Mike and I in the shower. I set the water, which always takes a bit of adjusting with two shower heads, and then I stepped in under the water. I turned as he stepped in behind me. My arms reached for him, reached up around his neck to pull him towards me. Our bodies came together as he put his arms around my waist and my bare breasts pressed against his chest.

         I was so happy to get this chance to be with Mike. He had been my first man and I still felt a special affection for him. I know he felt the same with me too. I intended to enjoy this night with him, I was not sure when I would again since soon I would be going to Perth with David.

         Now, I will give to Mike to be telling the story.

Hi, from Mike now.

        Katrina is a beautiful girl. It had been quite a story how she had made the journey from a shy, virgin maid to the sexy out going love partner who shared the shower with me that evening. You have all read that story of the first time I was with her and since then, most of you have experienced the joys of sex with her yourselves.

        Now, the shy girl was gone. Katrina had become a woman. A confident woman with a body to die for; a woman who knew how to use it to pleasure a man. I had seen and read about many of her sexual adventures as they are recorded in the Letters Books. I had watched her relationship with David develop from shyly looking at each other during a game of chess to them getting married a few weeks before. Now, she was ready to leave for a new life in Australia.

        To my surprise, she had approached Shanti and me about doing a partner swap. She had told us she wanted to spend one more night with me because she had special feelings for me. I was honoured that she felt that way. Katrina was special to me too. Yes, she had first given herself to me making me the first to experience the joys of her body and pussy but there was much more than that. I felt a closeness with her as I knew she did for me.

        Now, here we were together under the shower. I held her, my arms around her as she pressed her beautiful body against me. I ran my hand down the sweep of her back, down onto the curve of her arse cheek. I squeezed it, pulling her so the firmness of her pussy mound pressed against my thigh. I could feel the soft pillows of her breasts against my chest and her head reached up to rest on my shoulder, against my head.

       She moved her head, pulling back slightly so she could look up at me. She was smiling.

       “I’m so happy to be with you,” she said.  

       “So am I,” I replied.

       She smiled again, her face coming up against mine and we kissed. I had discovered before that Katrina is a good kisser and again she didn’t disappoint me here. Her tongue danced with mine, creating delightful sensations for both of us. It was an intense kiss, our full bodies involved, against each other as the warm water gently poured over us.

       While one hand remained around her my other hand moved to do some exploring. I pulled slightly away from her as we continued kissing. My fingers moved between us to the smooth, softness of her swelling breast. Soon I found the nipple, hard and erect, ready for my attention ready for sucking and enjoying.

      Yes, soon I intended going there but there was one other thing I wanted to do first. Leaving her breast, my fingers trailed down over her flat stomach to the edge of her pussy. Many of the younger girls like to shave there these days but I notice Katrina had always kept her beautiful pussy. Always well-groomed with the notch taken out at the top making that same heart shape she had when I’d first been with her.

      We’d broken from our kiss now as she nibbled at my neck. That felt great too. Not a bite, just a nibble with her lips.

      Meanwhile, my fingers had moved further down. Lower through her crop of pussy hair, over the hardness of her pussy mound, down under until I found her soft wetness. I pressed against her lips there, pulling back up along them. She broke from her nibbling to give a soft moan in my ear.

       I began to realise just how sexually turned-on this woman was. She was ready, totally ready for what we intended doing soon but I was content to take my time. I fully intended to enjoy her this night, enjoy this amazingly sexy woman.

       I also knew it was better to wait awhile since in the big orgy beside the pool I had already delivered a couple of cum loads, one in Paula’s mouth and the other all over the sexy arse of Hansini. I hope someone is going to record more about of that session when the Strip XX game broke up into a full-on food orgy.

       But now I was with Katrina. This beautiful, sexy girl who was giving herself to me for the rest of the night, well it might be more accurate to say the rest of the morning as by that time it was after midnight.

       Breaking from her embrace, I moved my head down to her chest. With two hands, I held her and shaped her breast while I brought my lips to the crown at its peak. I licked around and over the nipple and its areola. I heard her moan as she reached out to support herself by holding my head. I moved in closer, as she pulled me against herself until I had taken her nipple into my mouth. I pulled it with my lips, flicked over it with my tongue, taking more of her breast into my mouth as I sucked.

       Her moaning was louder now. The moans coming regularly as I continued working at her breast and nipple. I knew she was enjoying it. I was too, enjoying playing with her but also enjoying giving her such pleasure. I moved to her other breast, licking and working over that nipple too. Taking it into my mouth, sucking it, pulling out to lick over it before sucking it again. Such lovely breasts, delightful, the breasts of a younger woman, smooth and pure, self-supporting, large erect nipples responding to my attention.

       My arm was around Katrina, supporting her. I felt her whole body tremble with the pleasure I was giving her. Yes, she was enjoying it. This woman enjoyed sex and had learnt how to be good at it too. But then, all the sexual partners and experience she’d had in only a few years it was likely more than many women had in a lifetime.

       I took some soap and began to rub over her front. She was a mess from the food sex she’d been involved in. Still a bit sticky in places from the jam and honey. I was enjoying rubbing my slippery, soapy hands over her body. After doing the top of her body, over her shoulders and down on to her breasts, I dropped to my knees to work on her lower body. She was standing before me, her hands still reaching out to rest on my head.

          I started with her lower legs, climbing higher, up onto her firm, smooth thighs. My fingers smoothing the soap over her soft skin, right up between her thighs to where they met. I touched her there as her body gave a shudder. She was so wet and horny now. So horny that the slightest touch was affecting her, causing her body to react.

         Her pussy was directly in front of me. A beautiful pussy, a neatly trimmed heart. Now, my hands moved to it, my fingers running through the forest of hair. I gently parted the hair to discover the secret they hid. Her pussy lips, the black swollen folds of flesh, wet and open. I ran my finger up along the length and she gave another shudder. The second time I gently pressed at the top as she gave a soft moan.

         My third stroke I used two fingers, pressing in so her lips opened. She opened and I slipping into her. Now I began finger fucking her, thrusting in with two fingers while my thumb worked over her swollen clitty. She moaned and I felt her pussy mound hump back at me. It was then that I decided to take her the whole way and giving her an orgasm. The first from me for the night. I love making a woman cum, watching, hearing and feeling her as her climax hit her. I fully intended to do it with Katrina too.

         I didn’t take long to get her moaning regularly as she gripped my head with both hands. Soon her pussy mound was humping back at me, pressing into my hand, meeting my thrusting fingers with her thrusting back. It soon became out of control wriggling as I continued working her pussy. She was gasping and moaning, and then cried out as her climax hit her. Her body stiffened and gave a shudder. It seems like it was a good one. I had one hand around her, to hold her arse cheek but now I had to move my other hand there to hold and support her while she recovered.

       

        I heard someone behind me begin to clap. I turned to see Joseph and Lizamoa watching us. Joyce was with them too. They were standing beside the spa pool.

        “That was hot!” Joseph said.

        I realised they had been watching and seen everything. Not that I was worried. It wasn’t anything more than had happened out by the pool and after all, we were in an open plan area so it could be expected we might have got caught. It just surprised me I hadn’t noticed them come in.

       “We’ll be finished soon,” I told them, thinking they might have been waiting for the shower.

       “It’s Ok,” Joseph replied. “Take your time. We’ll just use the spa for a while.”

       We watched for a moment as the three of them stepped into the spa pool and sunk down into the warm water. I wondered at Joyce being with them. But I didn’t see much more as my attention was pulled back to Katrina, with what she was doing to my cock.

       She had dropped to her knees so in that position her face was directly in front of my cock. Two hands had reached up to me and began working on me there. She took some soap, rubbing it over her hands before returning to my cock. Oh, that felt even better, her smooth hands, slippery from the soap, sliding over my cock, along the shaft, over and around the head, down onto my balls. She was good! They were expert hands, knowing just how to please a man. Those deliberate, slow movements, creating feelings and desires, a passion building that soon would be rewarded by her beautiful body.

       I was looking down at her. The pouring shower water, fell over her head, running down over her face, falling on to her breasts and naked body. I looked down at myself. Could see her hands, what they were doing with my cock. She had now moved to that classic hand-job method. One hand gripping and pumping at my cock while the other rubbed over and gave attention to my cock head.

       It was good! I mean very good! What this sexy woman was doing to my cock was amazing. I knew it would get me off if she continued. I felt that was her plan. I had no problems with that. For a moment, I wondered how she was going to do it. Would I cum in her hand? Maybe cum over her tits. I even thought about cumming in her mouth. She could do any of those three. I decided I would leave it to her, just relax and enjoy what she was doing. If you could call it relaxing, what I was feeling at that moment.

        I was getting close now. She knew it too. Knew what she was doing, that hand gripping and pumping at my cock. What man could resist that for long? I felt my orgasm approaching. It was going to be a good one.

       She must have known I was almost there. Still gripping my shaft with her hand, she brought her mouth to the head of my cock. I knew what was going to happen now. Holding on to her head with both hands now, I closed my eyes to enjoy the full treatment she was giving me.

       Yes, again she did it in the usual way. I’d had this done to my cock many times before but that didn’t detract in any way from the enjoyment I was feeling at that moment. After a few exploring licks with tongue, she had taken me into her mouth. I felt the warmth, felt her lips wrap around and seal as she began sucking. Meanwhile, her hand continued to pump at my shaft.

        I was almost there now. My climax was on top of me. She must have known that too, as she pulled back off me. I opened my eyes to look down at her. With one hand, she was holding my cock, pointing it at her chest, just below her neck, while the other hand continued pumping me.

        The first burst caught her just below her neck and a second one quickly followed. I watched my blobs of cum begin to run down before it was mixed with the shower water to be swept away, down over her breasts and naked body. A few more blobs followed as she continued pumping me, working my cock until she had got everything she could out of me.

        I looked up and realised the three in the pool were still watching us. I also realised that Katrina had manoeuvred me so we were standing side on to them. They could see the whole show, everything she did, everything that happened to me, including my cumming over her tits.

        I pulled her up and kissed her gently on the lips. This was a gentle kiss, not a tongue kiss, just our lips touching. None of the passion of our earlier kissing.

        “Putting on a show, were you?” I whispered in her ear.

        “Yes,” she replied. “Do you mind.”

        “Not at all. Made it sexier.”

        “Yes,” she smiled. “It did.”

        “Is that why you let me cum on your tits?”

        “Yes,” she replied. “So, they could watch.”

        “Naughty girl!” I said slapping her arse.

        She smiled back at me. “Takes a naughty boy to make a naughty girl.”

        Wow! That was a good come back. I was impressed.      

        We left the shower soon after that. I did consider getting into the spa pool and watching what Joseph was going to do with those two girls. But I had other things to do. Katrina had asked for a night with me and I wanted to make it a good one for her, a special night for her.

        We went upstairs and went into one room. There were some clothes on the bed. Looked like Joseph and Lizamoa’s, so we went to the other room. It was empty.

        I closed the door behind us. Yes, there would be no show now, just Katrina and I together. She was standing watching me as I stepped towards her. A beautiful woman, especially when she is naked like that. She knew I was looking, admiring her nakedness but there was no hint of self-consciousness. Just a smile of someone who was confident with her body and her nudity. I realised that this woman had come so far from the nervous virgin I had been presented with at the resort.

       She reached for me as I approached her, arms coming up and wrapping around me, pulling me against her. My arm slipped around her too. This kiss was short, the embrace not much longer before she pulled away, inviting me to move to the bed.

       I lay back on the bed and Katrina moved in beside me. She was on her side, partly resting on her forearm. She was looking down at me smiling. I felt her thigh slip over mine and the hardness of her pussy mound press against me as she leant forward. One hand came up to my face, her fingers moving, touching my ear, moving over my forehead and tracing down my nose. When she touched my lips, it tickled a bit. Don’t know why it does that.

       Her fingers moved lower to the hair on my chin. She gently ran her fingers through the hair and then began to scratch. I love having my beard scratched. She knew it too.

       “You are not purring,” she said with a grin.

       “Purring?”

       “Yes. Lizamoa said if I scratched your beard like this you will start purring.”

       “I remember reading that. You were practising on Princess.”

                     (See Story 105)

       “Yes, they were telling me how I can please a man.”

       “Did you learn anything?”

       “What?” she said stopping to look at me in surprise.

       “You heard me. Did you learn anything?”

       She smiled. “What do you think?”

       “I don't know,” I said shrugging my shoulders.

       “Yes,” she replied as her fingers continued working at my beard. “You know I did. I learnt a lot.”

       “I just didn't think a women could know what I man thinks and feels during sex,” I said.

       “Us women know a lot about you men,” Katrina replied.

       “Really? When did that happen?”

       She gave me a slap on my shoulder. “Mike! You are teasing me.”

       “Violent too. I suppose that's something else my wife and Amita taught you?”

       She laughed at that.

        A few minutes later she asked, “Does it feel nice?”

        “Purr! Purr! Purr!”

        She giggled at that.

        A bit later her fingers moved to my chest.

        “So much hair,” she said.

        “Do you mind?”

        “No, I like it,” she replied. “David has hair like this.”

        This was strangely familiar. It was like that conversation we’d had that night back at the resort, just after her first time with me. We were in much the same position and she was doing much the same as back then.

        “Now, I suppose are you going to call me a monkey?”

        “What?”

        “Call me a hairy monkey like Lizamoa does.”

        Again, there was that giggle.
        "No, it was a teddy bear, not a monkey."

        Her fingers moved lower, to my cock. I wasn’t ready for her yet and she noticed it.

        “Not hard yet,” she said. “I think we need to play a bit more.”

        “I’ll be ready soon.”

        “Too much fun down by the pool,” she laughed. “You should have saved yourself for me.”

        “Did you?”

        She smiled at the question. “Well…. No. But I am a girl.”

        “Really? Are you a girl? I would never have known that.”

        That caught her for a moment, and then came that smile again.

        “Maybe, I’m a man in disguise. Soon I’m going to grow a cock.”

        She reached down to her pussy with her hand, sticking two fingers out and wiggling them. Pretending they were her cock.

        “See,” she laughed. “See my cock.”

        I reached for her, grabbing her, pulling her against me.

        “No cock.” I laughed. “I like you just the way you are. All woman!"

        We only embraced for a few moments before she pulled away from me. She changed positions so she was sitting upright, one leg each side of me. This brought her pussy down directly on top of my cock. I felt the hardness of her pubic mount pressing down against my cock, rubbing over it. This felt good and I could also feel my cock beginning to take an interest.

        She must have felt it because she smiled down at me.

        “You’re getting there now,” she smiled.

        “You’re getting me there.”

        “Am I?”

        She knew she was but still asked the question.

        “What man wouldn’t with what you are doing.”

        “I’m not doing anything.”

        “Oh, yes you are,” I replied

        “I’m just sitting here minding my own business.”

        I had to laugh at that.

        “Minding your own business, are you?”

        “Yes,” she smiled.

        “If sitting like that, rubbing your wet pussy all over my cock is minding your own business, then you’re doing a good job of it.”

       “It’s working for you.”

       She was right there. It was too. By now my cock had begun to grow again.

        I thought she was going to continue to play like that. Continuing to work me hard again but she had other ideas. She moved up my body until she was sitting with one leg each side of my chest and her pussy close to my face. With both hands, I reached around gripping the cheeks of her bum, pulling her closer so I could reach her without lifting my head off the pillow.

        “Eat me,” I heard her softly say. "Eat my pussy!"
        It was sexy being presented with a hot pussy like that, but even more sexy to hear her urging me to eat her.

        I had a very close view of her pussy. The chocolate folds of her pussy were split and open now, her lips swollen and parted. I felt her press into my face. The smell of wet pussy, the feeling of wet cum juice. She was hot and horny. Ready for more.

        I don’t mind the taste of pussy juice, licking and lapping it up. But this one tasted different somehow. There was a saltiness of cum but also some sweetness where jam had been pressed into her, earlier in the evening. Even the washing that we’d done under the shower hadn’t got it all out.

        I licked over her, my tongue running along her swollen lips. I heard that deep throaty moan she gave. I licked up along her again, this time giving an extra flick at her exposed clitty. The way her whole body gave a shudder it was clear she felt that too. Now I settled in, to work on her pussy lips. I just stayed outside at first, just licking over her, teasing her even though that thrusting of her pussy against me was just asking for more.

        Soon I realised it was the time I took it further. Stopping in the middle of her pussy I pressed in, my tongue forcing between her lips. Not that there was much force needed, she was open and ready. I thrust into her a few times and then pulled out to flick up over her open clitty before returning to tongue thrust her again. It sounds a simple way of doing it but seems to work with most women I’d been with.

         Now it was working with Katrina too. I could feel the gentle humps her pussy was giving against my face. I could hear the gentle moans she made from time to time. I could feel and taste the pussy juice the almost poured from her now.

        I settled down to work on her like this. If this was the second way she wanted to cum then I was fine with that. I was prepared to take my time, build her slowly and steadily to another powerful orgasm. It would be nice to feel her body respond to me, feel her orgasm burst over her again in this position. But it wasn’t to be. She had other ideas.
        This was another difference I noticed about Katrina. Where that first time she had been the shy passive virgin who left almost everything to me, now she was a woman who knew what she wanted. A woman prepared to tell me how she wanted to do it. Not bossy, taking over, but just gently guiding me in the direction she wanted to go. I could have had it my way and she would have allowed me but I was content to let her lead. Either way, with a girl like Katrina, I knew it would be good.

         She pulled away from me and moved down until her pussy was over my cock again. After what I’d been doing, I knew she was wet and ready, I was hard now too. She didn’t try reaching for me with her hand, just expertly positioning her body so I found her, my cock pressing between those open lips. There was a moment as she settled then came that look of concentration as she pressed down on me. Her lips parted more and I felt the warmth of her inviting me in.

        I went in deep, almost all the way with her first thrust. She was so wet from me but also from other lovers she had that evening that she could take me easily. Now Katrina began to slowly fuck me, to move her hips so my cock moved too. Pulling forward so I almost slipped out then thrusting back at me, so I went in deep, almost all the way. It felt good but then it was supposed to feel good. This woman knew exactly what she was doing.

       I was looking up at her, she was smiling back at me. Watching me, watching my face, no doubt reading my passion. She has a beautiful face, framed by her hair, falling over each shoulder. Her long neck sweeps down to her shoulders, down further to her chest. There they were, her breasts. Not large but a lovely shape. Hard dark nipple crowning each one. They moved slightly, their jiggling driven by the movement of her body.

       I couldn’t resist bringing my hands up to them, my hands holding them while my thumbs played over her nipples. I rubbed over them, gripped them between my thumbs and fingers, pulling on them. I enjoyed doing it, she enjoyed having it done.

        Meanwhile, she continued fucking me. Yes, it was her fucking me in this position. I realised that since we had been on the bed, Katrina was driving things. Where it had been me opening this shy virgin before, now it was this confident woman fucking me. She was doing a great job too.

       Now she was leaning forward so her body was supported by her hands. She was pressing back at me now. Using her hips to make deep thrusts back at my cock before pulling away for yet another thrust. This positioning was also better for her as it presented her clitty to the hardness of my shaft. She was moving faster too. She had sped up as the passion build within us.

       I heard her gasp, her body stiffen as the first spasm of orgasm hit her. She gave a loud moan as the second spasm followed. By now all attempt at continuing was lost in the deep feelings that had overcome her body. I love watching a woman orgasm. To see their face and changing expressions. To hear them vocally, each woman responding in a different way. To feel their bodies responding to the pleasure that surged through them. This is made extra special when your cock is deep inside her body at that moment.

        That was how I was with Katrina. I saw it first in her face. I felt her body as the first waves of orgasm broke over her, heard her vocal reactions as she lost control of her body movement. The strong regular thrusting had become a series of uncoordinated humps and wriggling around on top of me. Finally, being unable to hold herself up any longer, she fell forward on top of me, her body falling against mine. I could feel the muscles of her pussy tighten, gripping me until she passed her peak and relaxed again.

        My arms wrapped around and held her while she recovered.

        “Wow! That was some orgasm,” I told her.

        She lifted her head a smiled at me.

        “Yes,” was all she managed to say before she fell back against me.

       Finally, when she had recovered to the point where she became aware of me still hard inside her she asked, “What about you Mike? Did you cum?”

       “No, I didn’t make it,” I replied.

       “Oh, how can we fix that one?”

       “Can we try doggie style. On our side?”

       She smiled but didn’t answer me. Her answer was her moving to that position. She moved to the side and lay on the bed with her back towards me and the curves of her arse pressed against me. I could easily find her and enter her warm, wet vagina again. Coming in from behind I pressed between the cheeks of her arse and upper thighs. She was tighter like this and it took more effort to enter her.

        I knew this would be the final thing we did tonight. She was obviously finished and it was just left for me to cum one last time. She was wet and juicy from her fun. She could easily take me as I pressed deeper inside her. I could feel the grip of her pussy as I began to move. I began with slow strokes at first. Pressing in deep, then pulling right back. It felt nice, well amazing actually.

         I held her my arm going over her to find her breast, holding it while I fucked her. It was not long before I felt my cum was building. There was not the usual slow build-up. This was fast, it came upon me quickly, exploding to fill my mind and body. My balls tightened and I began filling her with cum. She felt me and pressed back against me, taking me as deep as she could inside me. We lay like that, both feeling the last jerks of my cock, felt the last spams of my cum released inside her, and then she rolled away.

        

         It had been an intense session. We were both messy and covered in sweat. We slipped down stairs to the shower room again. It was empty now. Joseph and his two women having retired to their bedroom. They were still going by the sounds we’d heard as we passed.

        We weren’t there long. Just a quick shower together. Washing each other before returning to our bed to settle down for the night. As we had passed the other bedroom it sounded like they had finished. Just someone talking and another one giggling.

        Back in our room, Katrina cuddled up with her back to me. With my arms around her, I held her. She settled down quickly and soon I realised she was asleep. I lay there for a few more minutes feeling the softness of her naked body against me before I followed her, drifting off into my own sleep.

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