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Cathie's Fantasy #3 by Gossamer Wasp
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Cathie's Fantasy #3
by
Gossamer Wasp, Just One Resident StoryTeller on:
Rusty n Edie's BBS
At the end of our last installment....
"The leader finally comes in my bum," she said. "I can feel him squirting and squirting inside me. Aer awhile he pulls his cock out and they force me onto my knees on the carpet. The big guy, who hasavery big cock, pushes it into my bum and it hurts! He bumfucks me for a long, long time. When he fnaly comes, his cock lifts me right off the floor up into the air."
"Is it over?" I pleaded with Cathie. "Is the fantasy over yet?"
"No," Cathie breathed. "No, Goss. Actually, when I'm masturbating with this fantasy, I don't have anrgasm until the next part."
"Jeeze! What's the next part?" I ask, my cock quivering in her ass.
"They roll me onto my back," Cathie continued. "Then the leader pees on me, all over my body. When hs finished, the big guy puts his cock in my mouth and pees. He makes me drink his pee. Then I come.
At that moment I felt an explosion of twitching, spasming, rock hard muscles squeezing my cock. Instctively, I instantly yanked my cock out of Cathie's asshole and she farted and screamed long and lod I assumed the sudden removal of my cock had intensified her orgasm. She fell onto her belly and tised and twitched for a long, long time.
When she was finished, I grabbed my cock with my right hand and pumped it exactly twice. I had an innse spasm and watched my sperm shoot out of the tip of my cock and splatter all over Cathie's bare s. And again. And again. And again. Finally, I collapsed beside her on the couch.
My fogged mind heard my voice saying, "Let's keep it down to one fantasy a night from now on, OK, Ca? This is gonna kill me."
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"Do you want to hear a fantasy, Goss?" asked Cathie.
I groaned. "I'm not sure I can take another fantasy of yours," I said. "It's been two days and I'm sll not fully recovered from the last two fantasies."
We were in the small kitchen of her house. Cathie was washing and I was drying. She wore tight, almo new blue jeans that accentuated the wideness of her hips and the protruding fullness of her buttocs They swelled and swelled in a pair of round curves. She'd managed to splash soapy water on the frntof her Harvard maroon shirt.
I'm not particularly affected by breasts. It just happened, as it usually does for the female figureher breasts were big and buoyant, to balance her big ass, I guess. As unaffected as I am, I noticedtat her nipples were hard and erect through the soft material of her shirt. I reached over and grabedher right nipple between the forefinger and thumb of my right hand, just feeling the rubbery protusin.
Cathie shook her head to get her bangs out of her eyes. She had fine black hair, cut in a pageboy th fell to her shoulders. Her hair framed a perfectly smooth, white complexion. Her face was heart shpd, with thick, luscious lips topped by a small straight nose and overly large, deep brown eyes. Alhogh I found her figure to be slightly overblown, she had the most beautiful, delicate, porcelain fce 'd ever seen.
"Ow," she said, obviously referring to my fingers pinching her nipple. "I'm going to have my period on. My tits are ultra sensitive."
I immediately let go.
"No," she said. "Pinch the other one for awhile, Goss."
Obediently, my right hand reached across her body and my fingers squeezed her left nipple through thmaroon shirt material.
"Do you want to hear my fantasy?" she asked again.
"Give me a break, Cath," I said. "I just got home from work and ate dinner."
"Go get a beer from the fridge," she told me. "A beer will loosen you up."
I let go of her nipple with my right hand and flipped the dish towel onto the counter. I got a beer t of the fridge and sipped at it.
Cathie continued to wipe dishes and put them in the rack. "Chug it," she said.
"It's Monday night. Do I want to do that?" I asked.
"Yeah, chug it," she said.
I chugged down the beer, then got another bottle from the fridge.
"Chug that one too," she said, gazing out the window over the sink.
"How loose do you want me?" I asked, draining the bottle.
"Keep going," Cathie told me.
I retrieved another bottle and started drinking it. I noticed the mauve colors of the setting sun, sning through the window, were starting to look a bit fuzzy around the edges.
"Maybe I'll have a shower tonight," Cathie said, draining the sink.
"Um, golden?" I asked, having connected the beer to the fantasy. I'm not at all stupid.
"Maybe," she answered.
We'd both read about golden showers but we'd never done anything like that. I wasn't even sure I wand to do it.
"I don't know, Cath," I said, sipping at the beer. "That's the outer limits, don't you think?"
"It's no big deal for you," she answered. "All you have to do is pee. I'm the one who has to sit und it and get wet. Do you think you can do it?"
"If I have enough beer, I'm sure I can do it," I answered. "I'm just not sure I want to do it."
"Well, have another beer and think about it," said Cathie. I got another beer and thought about it. the meantime, Cathie grabbed the dish towel and started drying the rest of the dishes. I stood in h corner and stayed out of her way.
"If we did it, how do you think we should do it?" she asked.
"Hmm?" I said, too embarrassed to say anything.
"Should I have my clothes on or off?" she asked. "Should I lay down? On my back or my front? Maybe Ihould kneel down in front of you, like I'm going to suck your cock?"
"Whatever," I said. We went into the living room and sat down on the couch. Cathie clicked the TV onith the remote control and we found ourselves watching the news. She curled up with her legs tuckeduder her body, facing me from the other end of the couch. I sat sprawled out, slouching, on the othr nd. I was wearing my blue elastic track pants and a floppy gray sweatshirt.
After awhile, I became uncomfortable as Cathie stared at me. She was looking at the stretched crotchf my track pants.
"Yes?" I asked, somewhat exasperated.
"Are you full yet?" she asked eagerly.
"No," I said sullenly, although I could feel a slight heaviness in my bladder.
She jumped up and headed for the kitchen. "I'll get you another beer," she said, disappearing aroundhe corner. A few seconds later she was back, depositing two bottles in front of me on the coffee tal. "Drink up," she encouraged me as she settled back on her side of the couch.
"Yeah," I said, going for another bottle. "If I keep this up, I won't be able to do much tonight." Ts was a somewhat forlorn announcement, since I knew I didn't have much choice in any matter that nih.
She was tucked up on her end of the couch again. "All you have to do is pee," she said. "It's not li I'm expecting marathon sex or anything."
"Sooner or later," I agreed.
I was finishing the sixth beer when the news ended.
"Don't you have to go yet?" Cathie sounded frustrated.
Although I did have to go, I said, "No."
"Wow," she said, a smile dancing around the very edges of her full lips. Her brown eyes twinkled. "Iever noticed your capacity before. It's amazing."
"Practice," I bragged, my eye teeth floating.
"Not even a dribble?" she asked, smiling at me.
"No," I was gritting my teeth.
"I'll get you a beer," she volunteered, jumping up and running into the kitchen before I could objec I looked at the ceiling and thought that eventually I'd have to give in. Still, I was determined t old out as long as possible.
She came back with three beers, two for me and one for her. We watched a half hour sitcom and I made point of not laughing at anything. In spite of myself, I gobbled down the seventh and eighth beers
"So what are you going to do?" Cathie asked finally, perched like a vulture on the other end of the uch. "Are you going to pee on yourself?" Her eyes kept dipping down to my crotch at regular intervas
"Really, I'm fine," I lied. "I just don't need to go yet, honest."
"I'm impressed," she said. She wandered into the kitchen and came back with a beer for herself and nbers nine and ten for me.
Glumly, I eyed the two open bottles on the coffee table and I had a mental flash. This was the firstime in my life I'd ever counted beers. Feigning innocence, Cathie dropped her long, black tresses it my lap, laid down on her back with her head firmly against my lower abdomen. The pressure was incedbly out of proportion to the weight of her head. In amazement, I watched my right hand reach out or beer bottle and tip the neck into my mouth. I drank.
"So," said Cathie. "So if you're ever ready, how are we going to do this?" She twisted her head fromide to side, increasing my discomfort. I concentrated on the television screen. There were tough cosand bad, bad guys.
"I think I'd like to feel it on my face," she announced. "Wouldn't you like to pee all over my face,oney?"
I just grunted and even that hurt.
"Oh, I understand," she continued, although I couldn't fathom how she understood anything from my neral grunt. "You want to pee in my mouth. Well, I didn't want to do that but I'll do it for you, Gos.You can pee in my mouth and I'll drink it."
"Cathie, that's not necessary," I objected.
"Well, if you're going to force me, I'll just have to do it," she ignored me, turning onto her left de and facing away from the television. She grabbed the waist of my track pants and pulled them dow o my thighs. After she started nuzzling my flaccid cock with her lips, I suddenly became aware of owsensitive it had become over the past hour or so.
"I know you have to," she said. "It's OK, Goss. Pee in my mouth."
I felt her lips close around my cock and slide down to the root. When she began gently sucking, I moed loudly. Still, I couldn't let go, even when I felt an acidic burning at the tip of my cock and ke I was leaking urine into her mouth. I could feel it as Cathie swallowed once or twice.
Even though I was trying to hold back, I felt several more spurts of urine shoot out of the end of mcock and into her mouth. Cathie sucked harder and swallowed several more times. She made a "Mmmmmm, ound that vibrated along my cock and I spurted again and again. She continued swallowing in gulps.
I could feel the tip of her tongue lightly flicking the slit of my cock as I finally gained partial ntrol over myself.
"Cath, stop," I said, trying to pull away from her mouth. Unfortunately, I was sitting solidly on thcouch and my back was tight against the backrest and I couldn't move very far. I grasped her head wt my hands on her ears and tried, gently, to pull her head away. It didn't work. Her mouth was busiy ucking on my cock and the suction made my pulling on her head very painful for me.
"Oh, geeze," I said, feeling a stream of urine shoot out of me. Oddly, at that second I was thinkinghat I'd rarely peed like this, sitting down, shooting up instead of down. I watched Cathie's cheekssctioning in and out and her Adam's apple bobbing.
Watching her perfect face in profile, I purposely urinated in her mouth for the first time and saw h to swallow my pee. My mind was growing more and more sexually excited, although my cock remained facid.
"Cath, Cath, on your back," I muttered. I raised up and twisted to my left and she dutifully twistederself onto her back under me. Eventually, I ended up on my knees above her face. Still, she would o let my cock out of her mouth.
I tried to grasp my cock with my right hand but her damp lips were in the way. "Let go for a second I insisted. Cathie finally opened her mouth and allowed my cock to swing free. I grasped it in my iht hand.
"Pee on my face for awhile," she said.
"The couch?" I wondered.
"Fuck the couch," she said. "Pee on my face."
I directed a long stream of warm urine over her eyes, nose and mouth. Cathie giggled. "It's up my no," she complained, snorting.
"I want to see it going into your perfect mouth," I said.
"Me too," she said. "Push back a bit so I can see too."
I sat back on my haunches and released a long stream of urine at her open mouth. I could see her eyewatching the process intently. Eventually her mouth filled up and there was a period of swallowing,coking and spitting. I forced myself to stop.
Cathie shook her head. Her hands were trapped behind my legs. "Turn me over and pull my jeans down a pee on my panties," she asked. "Soak them, then spank my bum a little."
Disciplining myself not to piss, the elastic of the track pants tight under my balls and my cock swiing free, I stood beside the couch and grabbed the waist of Cathie's jeans, rolling her onto her stmch. She couldn't help, that would have spoiled things for her. Reaching under her, I undid her bel ad the button at her waist. Then I unzipped her jeans. Finally, I yanked the waist of her jeans toherthighs, leaving sheer, pink panties covering her bulging ass.
Still standing upright, I sighed with relief and holding my cock in my right hand, I allowed a long ream of urine to shower down onto her up thrust, pink panty-covered ass. As the urine soaked the sik material, the pink panties became transparent, highlighting her big, twin globes.
"It's so warm it's hot," said Cathie, her face buried in pillows. "Goss, it feels so good and so sex I want you to pee on me from now on, every time you need to pee, do it on me. Don't waste it in th oilet!"
Although I had more in me, I stopped the urine stream directed onto her ass.
"From now on," said Cathie, her face still muffled in the pillows, "Every time you need to pee at ho, Goss, just stand up and pull your cock out. Then stick it in my mouth and let go. It tastes kind fsalty but I like the taste. Somehow, drinking you makes me feel peaceful and sexy."
"OK," I said, nonplused.
"Now spank my wet bum for awhile, through my panties," Cathie said. "Spank it really hard, OK?"
I pushed the coffee table away behind me and knelt beside the couch on my knees. My right hand smack Cathie's bottom.
"Ohhh, yeah," she murmurred. "Spank me good, lover."
I have to admit, I'm always fairly disinterested in spanking Cathie but it seems to give her pleasur so I continued to slap her bottom as hard as I could. I got some satisfaction out of watching her rthe on the couch, pumping her hips down into the couch cushions like she was fucking them.
"Pull my panties down and spank my bare bum," she pleaded after five or ten minutes. Grasping the eltic waist with both hands, I pulled her wet panties down, just below the lower curve of her ass chek. The twin globes of her wide, fat ass were pink and glowing.
Cupping my hand, I landed several slaps on each round hind cheek. Cathie yelled, "Ow! Damn! It hurtsIt hurts so good, Goss! Ow, Owwww! My whole bum is just burning up. Spank me some more, Goss. Spankm bum harder and harder."
In spite of her pleas, I continued to slap her fat bottom with exactly the same intensity. I knew shdidn't want it harder, just longer. Being clinically detached from the punishment, I was the perfec nstrument. I never got carried away and hurt her more than she enjoyed.
More than ten minutes passed before she said, "Stop, stop, I've had enough for tonight. Really, I ha."
I stopped, pulled her maroon shirt up around her neck and began kissing her, up and down her backbon
"Goss," she said.
"Yes," I answered.
"Do you think you could pee on my tits and then slap them for awhile?"
"Yes, Cathie," I said, standing beside the couch. She wriggled onto her back and I moved my cock oveher breasts. After peeing on her breasts, I couldn't help directing the stream of urine onto her vaetine face. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. I sprayed my urine onto her tongue, intohe mouth and all over her face again.
After I stopped, Cathie swallowed and licked her lips. "Slap my tits," she said. "Make them as red amy bottom, OK, Goss?"
"OK, sit up," I said. Cathie sat with her back against the backrest and removed the maroon shirt, exsing swinging tits topped by large, brown nipples. She then secured her arms, trapping them behind e back.
"Slap them hard," she said. "Slap my tits and make them sting like my bum!"
My right hand did a short arc and my palm landed flush on the bulging side of her left breast with aoud cracking noise. My left palm then connected loudly with the outside of her right breast. "More, he said. "Harder. Make it hurt."
I landed several slaps on her breasts and the white flesh began to turn pink. Cathie lay back againsthe backrest and thrust her breasts out.
"Take my belt out of my jeans and whip my tits," she said. "On the nipples. Whip my nipples."
I reached down and pulled the black leather belt out of the loops on her pants. The belt was long anthin.
"Whip me, Goss," she pleaded. "Whip me hard."
I snapped the belt against her breasts and nipples twenty or thirty times, stopping now and then to tch the red stripes form on the pink flesh.
Cathie was crying but she was pleading, "On my nipples, Goss. Whip me on my nipples.
My heart wasn't in it but I snapped the leather onto her right nipple, then the left, then the rightI alternated for several minutes. Both of Cathie's big, floppy breasts were bright red and I could e welts forming.
"Stop," she finally commanded.
I stood back, puffing, with the belt hanging from my right hand. Cathie looked deep into my eyes andaid, "Now my ass again. Do my ass, the same way you did my tits. Whip my ass with the belt until I a't sit on it for a day or two, OK, Goss?"
Looking into her eyes, I nodded. Cathie reached behind her and took two of the pillows. Then she arrged herself, face down on the couch with the pillows under her thighs. Her big ass was pushed far u nto the air. At this point, the pinkness was mostly fading. I watched her take a pillow from the ohe end of the couch and put it under her face. She turned her head until her left cheek was againstthepillow. I couldn't avoid that one, big brown eye, boring into both of my eyes.
"I know you don't spank me very hard," Cathie said flatly, with no inflection. Her glare penetrated eyes. "Tonight I want you to put your back into it," she continued in a monotone. "Tonight I want o to hurt my bum, Goss. It's OK."
Cathie's head was to my left, her straight black hair mussed with thin strands spread in a spray of rspiration across her high, right cheekbone. Her wide, white back was bare, bisected by the backbon,pointing down at her waist. Because of the pillows under her thighs, her ass spread up and round, wodelicious fat, pink round cheeks pointed at the ceiling. Her long legs tapered back to the other nd f the couch.
It occurred to me, Cathie was probably a sadist's wet dream. But I wasn't a sadist.
"I've never really whipped you," I said. "Tonight is our first time with a belt and I had a hard tim whipping your breasts. I don't know," I said, looking down at my bare feet, buried in the green pieof the carpet.
Cathie raised up on her elbows, her red, welted breasts swinging from side to side. "Look at me," shdemanded. I looked into her eyes.
"I make your fantasies come true, don't I?" she asked.
"Yes," I admitted. Cathie had never refused to do anything I wanted her to do.
"Tonight," she said. "Just tonight, I want my ass whipped like I've fantasized about it being whippeall my life. My mother and father always spanked me like you do it, just enough to sting. Since I wseleven or twelve years old, I've dreamed about a big, cruel man tying me down and beating my ass bac and blue. It's made me come a thousand times since then. Tonight, Goss, I'm so horny, I want it o cme true! Tonight the pain is making me hornier, the worse it gets! Really! I almost came when yo wer whipping my tits but I waited because I want to come while my ass is being whipped, like in myfantay."
"I'll try," I said.
Turning her head away so her left cheek was against the pillow she said, "You're a cocksucker, Goss.ou're a lousy shit of a lover and I hate your guts. You've never satisfied me, ever."
Grasping the belt buckle in my palm, I wrapped a loop of the thin, leather belt around my hand. When stopped, there was about 24 inches of belt hanging loose. I raised my right arm and swung down pas athie's bare bottom. The thin strip of leather whistled through the air and then cracked against te lesh of her ass. Cathie shrieked and a thin welt bubbled up across the widest part of both of herbutocks. In fact, I was pretending anger but the result was the same.
Cathie was crying freely but she said, "Yessss. That's it, Goss. Just like that. Whip my ass just li that."
I raised my right arm and brought the belt down on a diagonal. crossing the original stripe with a n welt. Cathie shrieked again but raised her ass up higher into the air. Sidearm, I lifted and snappdthe belt directly across the underside of her buttocks.
"Yes! Yes!" she cried. tears spilling onto the pillow. "Again! Again!"
Levering my body from side to side, I cracked the belt down onto her fat ass five or six more times. was sweating like a pig. Her big bottom had welts all over both cheeks.
I paused and she cried, "More. More, Goss."
Deliberately, with all the strength in my right arm, I continued to whip her ass. Although she thrasd violently from side to side, Cathie never moved her hands out from under her body. In fact, as th elts crisscrossed her big ass, she kept pushing it up, anticipating each stroke.
The muscles of my arm were burning with fatigue after ten minutes and I could see that Cathie's loweback, bulging bottom and upper thighs were displaying a violent red color. Her ass was a fiery red icle.
"Stop," she croaked and I dropped the belt on the carpet.
"Piss on my ass," she moaned.
I directed a long stream of urine down her backbone, over the red-striped mounds of her buttocks, beeen her thighs, onto her cunt.
"Now fuck my bum," Cathie said. "No lubrication. Just stick your cock up my ass and fuck me."
I moved onto her back, keeping my weight on my elbows and knees so I wasn't pressing onto her abusedss. I immediately had an erection and I tried to burrow between her thighs, into her pussy.
"No, Goss" she said clearly. "Force your cock up my asshole and fuck me until you come. Don't worry out me, I'm already coming non-stop."
As directed, I burrowed between her red ass cheeks until I felt the circumcised head of my cock movehough her anus.
"Oh, yeah," said Cathie. "Now stick it all the way up my bum. Push it in." Her hind end was wigglingnd pushing back at me. My cock, in spite of a certain amount of friction, slid all the way up her as
"Now bumfuck me, Goss," she said. "Just fuck me up my ass as fast and as hard as you can do it."
After awhile, the burning sensation left my poor cock and it was sliding in and out of her ass at a isurely pace.
"No, harder and faster," Cathie demanded.
As my hips pistoned back and forth and my cock burned rapidly in and out of her asshole, I began to el an orgasm approaching.
"Come in my bum, Goss!" Cathie yelled suddenly. "Come! Up my fat bum! Fill my big bum with your comeGoss. Give me a come enema in my bum. I want to feel you coming in my bum!"
When I let go, it felt like a river flowing up her ass. I swear, I didn't stop pumping sperm into heasshole for thirty seconds. Then there was another thirty seconds as my spasms continued.
"Oh, Goss, I'm so full of you," said Cathie. "You can pee in me too, if you have to. You can piss upy ass."
I was so relaxed, it was several seconds before I realized I was urinating in Cathie's ass. I didn'to anything consciously. I just lay on her back with my cock up her ass, pissing into her. The urinejst kept coming and coming, flowing into her rectum.
"It's perfect," Cathie breathed. "Just like my fantasy. Pee in my bum, lover. Keep peeing in my bum.
After awhile, it just stopped. I was so relaxed, my flaccid cock popped out of Cathie's ass and I fe off her back, onto the couch cushions. She twisted around and scrunched down until she could get m ock in her mouth. She sucked on my limp cock for several minutes, her tongue licking all over it.
I felt her lips slide the length of my cock and let it fall out of her mouth.
"One more thing," she said. "You have to pee in my mouth one last time, Goss. Come on, let it go. I ve to drain you."
I felt her lips circle just below the head of my cock. The tip was barely in her mouth. I pissed in r mouth and she swallowed. Another spurt of urine squirted out of my cock and into her mouth and Cahe swallowed it again.
I was amazed to feel my whole body continue to relax until I felt like an insensate blob of clay. AlI could feel was a long stream of urine, apparently endless, pumping out of my cock and down Cathiesthroat. She swallowed it all, then sucked the last gush of urine out of my cock. Finally, she lickd he last drops off the tip.
When she moved up and snuggled into my arms she said, "I have another fantasy and it's really gross.o you want to hear it?"
"No," I said, just before I fell asleep.
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