My Sexual Life - Ch. 04 -Christmas

I'd stroked inside her five or six times, but this was the first full stroke where I was buried inside her. She turns her head to look at me, and I lower my head and we kiss as I continue to stroke in and out of her. The full length of my cock, even if I say so myself at eighteen a strong and powerful thrust inside her. Katie is on her side facing away from me as I'm spooning and fucking her, her head turned over shoulder so we can kiss at the same time. But let's rewind a few moments.

We had only made it back to her room little more than five minutes ago. Tonight, had been the Christmas Ball of the university. Katie had been wearing a little black dress that put the 'little' into LBD. The dress was hardly long enough to cover the stocking tops of the lingerie she was wearing, unless she was wearing a strapless bra she was also braless. Not that it mattered with Katie's body, the ex-ballerina had the smallest titties I'd ever seen the perfect embodiment of AA cup breasts, maybe they might have been AAA they were that small, virtually no curve at all.

When I'd run the zip down of her dress, I could, at first see no bra but then when the dress was lowered further I noticed she was also panty less. Just standing there with her holdup stockings on. This confused me, earlier at the ball I'd told her that I noticed her visible panty line or VPL as it was often called in the 80's.

"How, what, when?" I said confused.

"Just before the slow dances finishing the disco. You mentioned my VPL earlier, so I went to the bathroom and took them off. They are in my bag. I thought you would have noticed, you had your hands everywhere during those last couple of slow dances. Look how wet I 'am?"

With that she lifted one leg and put her foot on the bed. Her upper thighs were glistening with her own juices.

"You were touching me so much I almost had to make you fuck me on the dance floor. Did you not notice at one point I had a little orgasm, when you were stroking my ass and whispering that you were going to fuck me from behind tonight." She told me.

I did wonder if that was what had happened, but I thought she might have just stumbled a little or shivered. It was one of the odd things about Katie she loved being told what you were going to do with her and if you were also touching her, stroking her skin she could orgasm without touching her erogenous zones.

"Well get on the bed and keep those stockings on." I told her. She moves onto the bed as I start to undress. The idea of doing something kinky tonight like roleplay or anything was off the table tonight. We had a simple rule our kinky/rough stuff was all in my room, when Katie wanted to be made love to it was her room.

The room was warm enough with the heating on that we didn't need to get under the duvet. Katie turned the bedside light on, and I turned the main light off giving us enough light so we could see everything but not blind us with the main fluorescent strip light. As I got on the bed Katie turned away from me and said.

"You told me you were going to take your time and do me from behind tonight while spooning me."

I smiled and gripped my semi-hard cock, placing close to her ass.

"Wank me hard." I tell Katie and she licked her fingers of one hand and grabbed my cock, and slowly taking her time stroke me until I'm fully hard. I'd slipped two fingers into her pussy while she was doing this, getting her ready for me. I look down at her hand on my cock her fingers and thumb not able to meet as she gripped onto my thick cock. I had a very ordinary length of cock just a little over five inches but a cock that made up for this with its width.

She starts to inch her ass back and I slip my fingers out of the vagina and grab hold of my own cock and aim it at Katie's pussy. I push in, she is lubricated well enough that the head of my cock slips in easily enough but only the tip so far. Within five or six strokes I'm fully inside her and she turns her head and we can kiss.

We take our time, the only thing stopping us is our own exhaustion, but we are young and fit even it is now three-thirty in the morning. I make Katie orgasm a couple times, before I get close enough to think about finishing myself. Katie pulls her head away from me and asks.

"Will you lift me up and cum in me?" She asks. Katie being so tiny, so the ex-ballerina is 4 '10 and about six and a half stone (90 lbs or 40kg). She loves being fucked hard and rough, she loves being tied up and adores being used as a slut/whore. I pull out of her and move her so that her ass is hanging off the bed, go around to that side and slip back inside her until I'm fully in. Then with my hands under her ass, I lift her, so she is impaled on my cock, and her legs wrap around my waist.

I lift her up and then force her back on me forcing her as deep as possible. She yelps and her arms wrap around my head she brings her head to mine and tells me as I force her up and down on my cock.

"Cum in me, cum in me. Lick it out of me and make me swallow it." Katie and really found that because I was not scared of snowballing that she absolutely got off on it, in a big way. We did not always finish like that but if that's what she wanted I was more than happy to do it. Even though she was light and I could easy hold her up she loved being fucked against a wall so with her speared on me I could fulfil two of Katie's loves when it came to sex.

I push her against the wall and move my hips back and thrust hard back inside her. The grunt she makes when I do this almost makes me cum. Her head on one side of mine she locks onto an ear with her mouth and teeth. A mixture of sucking at my lobe and clinging on with her teeth. More hard thrusts inside her and I know I'm going to be exploding inside her soon. Her hands drop down to the small of my back, and I knew what was coming, her nails dug into my back and start to drag down my skin, and with one more push inside I start to cum.

On my third stroke of cumming inside her I can feel Katie start to tremble against me, and I just hold her tight onto my cock until her orgasm starts to fade away. We her still on me I move away from the wall and put her on the bed. We kiss passionately our tongues fighting against each other. We lay like this for a little while until my cock returns to its flaccid state.

I bend down kissing her body as I go, then get to her bellybutton before, licking her naval, tickling her. Then I move down to her pussy, my cum already leaking from her and the lips of her pussy a mess of my cum and her juices. I lick her until she has another orgasm and my own face is a mess of the two fluids. Then I come back up until we spend a couple of minutes where we kiss and she cleans my face with her tongue.

"Bathroom?" I ask her.

"Yes please."

When she gets back she comes into my room with a 'post it' note.

"This was on your door." She says and then placing it on her desk she speaks again. "Call your mum, in the morning."

I wonder why my mum would have called me on a Saturday night, but Katie was back in bed, and I soon wrapped my arms around her and spooning we were both soon asleep.

I was woken up with Katie pushing and pulling me.

"Wake up, your mum is on the phone again." She tells me.

I almost roll over but she shoves me again. I get up and find my boxers from the night before and stumble my way to the door and then into the common room where the pay phone was situated. It was off the hook, and I grab hold of it.

"Hello mum." I say down the phone.

"It's me Suzie, your mum is at the hospital, your dad is in the hospital. Nick, you need to keep yourself together but get home."

I don't speak for a few seconds and Suzie eventually says, 'Nick....... Nick.' where I've been quiet, completely wrapped up in my own thoughts.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm here. Ok, I can't leave today, I'll be home asap tomorrow, I'll get the train home. How is he?" I ask knowing that if I've been asked to come home quickly it mustn't be good.

"I don't know how bad it is, but I know they have been hiding how bad it was from you. I'm at your place looking after Bernie and your mum is with your dad but I'm not going to sugarcoat it for you. From what your mum says it's not good so preparer yourself."

I thanked her and asked to speak to my sister, but Susie told me she had hardly slept last night and that Suzie had stayed over and now that she was sleeping to leave her call her back this evening, I was happy with that and said goodbye.

The rest of the day was a blur, Katie hugged me when I told her what was happening. She told me everything was going to be fine but with my dad's health history I was not so sure. I kept myself busy and Katie took me out that night, she took me out for couple of drinks at Doctors, one of Edinburgh's best pubs. We then went to the Chinese restaurant for dinner where we had gone on the first night we met and where I'd taken her for her 19th birthday. I think this was just to try and keep me busy and not think of my dad. We went back to my room that night but did nothing sexually.

The morning was busy, speaking to the administration people quickly and visiting a couple of lecturers but waking with my rucksack to the train station. I'll always remember what the guy at the station did for me that day. I went to the ticket office and showed them the return ticket I had for later in the week, explaining that my dad was in hospital and I needed to get home now. The British rail guy changed my seat reservation and told me he could get me on the 11am to London Kings Cross, I had twenty minutes to spare. When I got on the train I found he had upgraded me from second to first class, while it would not get me home quicker I appreciated the gesture.

Eventually I hit London and got around the tube and over to Liverpool Street station and then about thirty-five minutes to home. It was just about 5pm when I got out the station for the five-minute walk to my parents' home. I had to ring the bell as I'd forgotten my keys in my rush out of my student room, not keeping my home keys on my college keyring. Bernadette my sister was at the door in a flash and in my arms, I could see Suzie stood in the living just by the sofa where I'd first made love to her, a happier memory.

Between them they told me that dad's cancer had come back and spread. Suzie took me into the kitchen to make a cup of tea and explained so that I did not worry myself at university so far away from home that my parents had decided to keep it from me. I wasn't happy but what could I do, I thought to myself.

Mum was home at about eight o'clock; we hugged and over the next half an hour told me and explained what had happened and why they kept it secret from me. I wasn't happy but again what could I do about it now. Mum also let me know that I could go into the hospital to see my dad in the morning.

A rough night of sleep was not made better by Bernie deciding to sleep in my bed that night, we had always been close despite the five-year age difference and the almost ten weeks away had been by far the longest time without seeing each other. She asked me about Katie as I'd written a couple of letters during my first semester. I reached over and got a Polaroid photo of her from my bag. She thought Katie looked beautiful and I had to agree with her.

I went to the hospital and spent some time alone with my father. At the time, due to the drugs, I'm not sure he knew I was there or who I was. Later he was perfectly fine and lucid. During the day, my mother and Bernadette turned up, and they allowed the three of us around his bed. My mum and I were taken to a separate room at some point and told by a doctor to expect the worse, there was nothing they could do other than manage the pain. I think my mum was all cried out. I did my best but tears soon came, I wasn't ready for this to happen yet. (As I type this as a 58-year-old, I don't think I'm ready for it now.)

We spent the next thirty-six hours going back and forward to the hospital, either my mum or I at the hospital with the other looking after Bernie. My mum called me at close to seven on the Thursday evening and we both rushed to the hospital, but it was too late my father had died just a few minutes before we got there. It was probably better that Bernie was not there, but till today it hurts me that I never got a final goodbye.

Everything was both manic and surreal over the next few days. The next morning, I called Katie and told her my news. She consoled me and both her parents who I'd met when thy dropped Katie off, told me how sad they were. Between my myself and my mum we called the family and friends taking it in turn to make a few calls before the other took over.

Christmas day was a day I could have done without. I'd had no time to get gifts for anyone, and I know my mum had got Bernie a few gifts. Suzie and the family invited us for dinner. While a lovely offer, I sat just a few feet from her husband, and it was problematic for me, and I never relaxed for a moment.

The funeral between Christmas and New Year was tough on as all. I broke down a little when Katie and her parents turned up. I'd let Katie know when the funeral was, but I had not invited them in any official way, but it was wonderful to see her.

Bernadette could hardly keep it together and at one point I had to call over her best friend Lola to look after her so she could sit with Bernie, our mum and myself in the front row of the church. I had to give a eulogy that for the main part was fine until I looked at the coffin. I just kept it together for long enough to tell my father that I would look after my sister and my mum.

Introducing Katie to my mum and Bernie was easy my mum kissing and holding her and Bernie informing Katie that she was even more beautiful in real life. I to leave them together as a group at this point as one of my dad's best friends asked me for a quiet word. My father had as a young man been in the army as a national serviceman. He had stayed friends with his company officer, at that point I had no idea about ranks in the army. He was chatting to me at the wake and for the first time the idea of joining the army at the end of my university time came up. His own son was at Sandhurst now, and he told me that I could get in with a degree and his letter of recommendation with ease. I'd never imagined that this might be part of my future life but that's for future chapters.

By the time I got back to Kate and my family, Suzie was there as well, oh no! I can remember thinking had I ever mentioned Katie in any of the letters I'd sent Suzie at her place of work. I could see Malcolm her husband there in the group as well, panic started to really rise now. Suzie turned around and spoke as I came back to the group.

"Nick, what a wonderful young woman Katie is and so beautiful."

"Thank you Suzanne for everything." Was the answer that Katie gave, and I made my excuses and asked if I could have five minutes with Katie alone before her and her family would have to leave for the drive back home.

I kissed her, just a quick kiss and said.

"Thank you for not saying anything in front of Suzanne's husband."

"I would never do anything to hurt you Nick and she does seem as lovely as you have told me. Also, I needed to say thank you for teaching you so well. As I'm the one getting the benefits" Katie told me, kissed me again and I asked her what she wanted for Christmas. What she told me was a surprise, but it was something I could do. Damn she was a complicated young woman.

After Katie and her family left I spent my time talking to family and friends before the wake eventually petered out. Suzie took me to one side and told me that Malcolm and her kids would be out in the morning that I should go to see her. Eventually it was just my mum and Bernie at the pub, we thanked the bar staff and left for home via a chip shop and got ourselves dinner. We sat in the living room, eating and chatting, talking about dad and for the first time since I was home I sat back and smiled. It had been a terrible couple of weeks but all I could hope was that it was going to get better.

Bernie had spent the night again tucked up next to me, but I'd managed to get out of bed without disturbing her. I put on some running clothes, tied on some old trainers and went out for a run, only the second since I'd been home. I ran and ran. Almost forgetting everything that had happened. I ran far longer and foolishly faster than normal and I was back later than I wanted or expected and had to go and see Suzie before going home and showering.

She took one look at the state of me when I rang the bell she ushered me into the living room and told me to sit and got me a glass of water. I explained that with everything I'd lost track of time, and I was sorry that I was late. Suzie took control of the situation and told me to, 'shut up.'

"You are late and Malcolm gave me an hour to get this sorted and we now have about ten minutes. Malcolm knows everything." She told me her hands clenching and relaxing she had picked up a towel for me and passed it to me.

"How?" was my reply.

"I told him. After the first night in the office the Monday night after the camping trip. I just had to tell him the truth." She spoke. I was totally in shock. I sat in silence for a few seconds.

"So yesterday at the wake, and when he gave me money the day I left for university. All the times we bumped into each other. Christmas Day, he knew?" I say sitting back and take another mouthful of water. Then add.

"I just don't understand any of it, why you told him, why hasn't he killed me, how he has never told my parents!?" I say just look at Suzie hoping for some explanations.

She turned around not looking for me for a few seconds. She eventually turns I can see some tears.

"When I came back from us at the office. The kids had eaten dinner; he was helping them with homework. I looked at him and realised he deserved the truth. That night I told him. He didn't like it, but he understood. For about the last eight years or so Malcom has had problems getting it up. We have had sex about three times in those years."

'Getting it up' is such a horrible term, erectile disfunction while the correct term was not really spoken off like that at the time, no TV adverts for little blue pills, no Pele talking about it on chat shows. She continued.

"I told him what happened, I told him that I needed sex and to be loved physically. I didn't want to tell you before you went to university, but I needed to tell you now. He understands. He doesn't want to see it; he doesn't want to know but he wants me to be loved. He likes that it's someone that I won't run off and marry. He has given me permission to spend Friday night with you before you get the train back to university, if you wish. If you still want to continue."

I was till just sitting there not speaking let the information flow over me.

"I want to speak to him; I need to speak to him. If you are not happy with this, if he is not happy with this then it's over. We are done." Told her, then I continued.

"I love doing what you do and yes, you deserve the love I'm able to give you, but I need to know I have his permission, and I need to hear it from his mouth."

With that I stood and walked towards Suzie, I hugged her and kissed her, the mess that I was in from my run was completely ignored.

I left Suzie and jogged back to my parents' house and instantly went into the shower. Bernie had got up and she had left my bedroom by the time I got back in there. I'm guessing the call must have happened when I was in the shower. The moment I was downstairs my mum told me that Uncle Malcolm needed some help with something. I took a sharp intake of breath and left straight away.

He was stood outside his house waiting for me. The second I got close he just said.

"Come on son, let's go to the pub and have a pint." I just nodded. We didn't speak on the way luckily there was a pub just by the station and we went in. Straight to the bar and he asked for.

"Two pints of bitter please love, and whatever you want." He said the barmaid.

I found a table in the rather empty pub and slumped down, to say I felt small right now is an understatement. I towered over Malcolm he was no more than 5 '7 and had the physique of a small beer barrel but the way I felt right now he was the bigger man. He placed two pints down one in front of me. I watched him pick his up as he downed about a third of the pint in one mouthful. He smacked his lips and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"So, then son, tell me about it, tell me what happened." He speaks looking directly at me.

"Uncle Malcom, I just don't know what to say to right now." I tell him but before I can say anything else he interrupts me.

"Nick, drop the Uncle Malcolm bollocks. We are passed that now. Tell me what happened, tell me what happened with my wife. Tell me about that young lass at your dad's funeral. Tell me what you are doing." He spoke and then took another mouthful of beer, almost breathing in the beer rather than drinking it.

I spoke; I told him all about it. I told him about the first night, I told him without details about every night I spent with his wife. Whatever happened I thought he deserved the truth. I told him about telling his wife that I loved her and how she had told me not to be so stupid. I told him about Katie and how well we got on. I told him about my course and what it was like going home for me. I spoke for what felt like hours even though it was no more than ten minutes. A couple of times I had to stop myself and control my feelings and for those few minutes I spoke to him like he was my father.

When I finished, he stood up and got another couple of pints in. Placing them down and looking at my two thirds full glass, he just said.

"Drink up Nick, you will need all your energy for your girlfriend at university, and my wife. I'm not telling you I like what happening but at least it's you. I always thought it might be that cunt Kevin in accounts at her office. Have you ever met him?" he asked me, not waiting for the answer. "Orrible smarmy cunt that Kevin, so I guess I'm glad it's you. You will never hurt her, or my family."

When he stopped speaking he went into his coat pocket and got out an envelope. Handing it to me he said.

"Don't open it in here, that's two hundred and fifty pounds, that's enough for a hotel and meal out. I doubt you could afford a decent hotel as a student and Suzie deserves better than a McDonalds and a shite bed and breakfast. You should have some change from one night with that so treat that little lass to night out in Edinburgh or get her a gift."

I look down at the envelope, not saying anything but thinking that there was no way I could accept the money.

"Oh, and before you think of handing me that money back if you don't take it, the night in the hotel is off. I don't want to know what you get up to, but I want Suzie to be happy, I love her and you make her happy, so..........." He let his sentence just end, unspoken. We both picked up our pints and took a drink.

"See, all sorted." He said.

When we finished our beers we walked back to his and Suzie's house, he told me to wait and that Suzie would be out in a few seconds. He put his hand out and I shook it.

"Good handshake son, as I said I'm glad it's you and not that cunt Kevin, I never liked him." He said almost absentmindedly.

He went inside and a few seconds later Suzie came out, we arranged to meet at the train station at noon on the Friday. I spent the rest of the time with my mum and sister until the Thursday night. I had to lie and tell them I wanted to spend some time with pals rather than seeing Suzie, and the Thursday night there were lots of tears all-round.

The day and night with Suzie was amazing. We must have looked an odd couple. While Suzie was in her mid-forties she looked and dressed much younger, but I looked like I was a teenager, a young man almost nineteen but a teenager, nevertheless. I'd called a hotel in London that I remembered walking past on a day out. Reserved a room and was surprised to find out it was only fifty pounds a night. I also booked a table at a Bertorelli restaurant on Floral Street in Soho. I could remember my mum talking about once as a place my dad had taken her for an anniversary meal.

When we booked into the hotel, the receptionist looked at us oddly when we confirmed that we wanted a room with a double bed we must have looked like mother and son. When I paid with cash it must have looked even worse. I won't go into to detail of what happened that day and night in the hotel because of what happened the next day when I arrived back at university. All will be explained later.

After a sad goodbye at King Cross, the long train journey. I walked back to the halls of residence my backpack heavy but my mind heavier. I wasn't sure I wanted to be back but if I was going to get on with my life I knew I had to jump straight back in and I was looking forward to seeing Katie.

I guess Katie must have told everyone about my dad because everyone was kind to me as I came back into the halls. People I hardly knew gave me hugs and the second I was on my floor people offered me tea, (yes we British do believe that all problems and issues can be sorted by tea). Katie when she heard me arrive ran into my arms. We had never really been into public displays of us being together but that day the pretence stopped if only for a few days.

We spent our time in the common room that day, chatting about peoples Christmas times and it was great to listen to the stories of happiness and normal times. At dinner time people started doing their own thing, some people cooked but I took Katie out to our Chinese restaurant. I say our but we had been there together three times so as a student that's a lot of memories in just one place.

When Katie and I got back to our floor we went straight to my room. Katie had already put her Christmas present in my room when I first got back, we both knew that the exchange of gift would happen later and in private. I opened my gift, a book, I could tell from the package and when I opened it, I found it was two books, both in French, a translation of Tarnsman of Gor and a copy in the original French of The Three Musketeers. She really knew me so well.

I was unsure of my gifts to Katie now. One gift was the one she knew about the gift she asked me for. Before she opened her gift she turned to me and from nowhere asked.

"Did you sleep with Suzanne while you were home? I won't blame you if you did she is very pretty and she does not look her age." She asked. I'd wondered all the way back here on the train if she would ask this question and I'd made my mind up that I would tell her the truth.

I explained everything that had happened, the conversation with her husband, his willingness for the affair to continue and the reason why. She took it in her stride, I think there was a little bit of jealousy when I told her about the hotel just the night before, but I did not go into detail with what we had done.

Katie opened the first parcel and let out an involuntary 'eak' when she saw what it was. A bra and panty set, black lace and small, classic. With a set of matching silk stockings and suspender belt. She got to the second box and opened it; she was silent as she opened the box and her eyes lit up to find a collar for a dog and a leash. I was shocked when she told me what she wanted but who was I to say no.

No words were uttered but she left my room taking the lingerie with her. About ten minutes later she came back onto my room wearing her bathrobe and I could see that she was wearing the stockings and high heels. She came up to me and kissed me as I was sat on my chair. She turned around and let the robe fall to the ground. Her ass looked amazing in the silk lingerie and her legs always an amazing feature looked so inviting with the seam running down the back of her legs.

"Put the collar on me!" She told me. I moved and picked it up and walked back to her. If the view from behind was good the view from the front was enough to make my cock start getting hard which was no surprise. I undid the leather collar and then like I was putting on an expensive necklace went around the back of her and closed the buckle. I moved back to her front and just inched the collar so that the 'D' ring to attach the leash was sat perfectly in the middle of her neck and then I attached the leash.

I'll be honest I didn't know what to do Suzie had never done anything like this with me, this was all Katie's kink. Katie gave it a few seconds and got onto all fours and tried moving away from me, until I was forced to pull the lead back. I heard Katie whimper at that. So, I took the idea a little further and stared to walk so she was forced to walk on all fours following me.

"Stand." I told her and she did what I said.

I then started walking again and she followed me, her heals clacking on the floor.

"That's better." I said, "I like the sound of your heels, and I like that you walk behind me like a servant or slave." As I've mentioned before Katie was a very talkative person who loved dirty talk and I was about to find out just how much.

"So, what did you do in the hotel with your Auntie Suzie, then Nick?"

She had never spoken about her like that and had always used her full name before this Suzanne.

"Why do you want to know?" I asked her.

"Tell me." Was her only reply.

I told her about as we got up to the room when we had just checked in and before I could even start to get my backpack off Suzie had dropped to her knees and started taking my cock out and within a few seconds even though I was soft she was sucking my cock. As I was telling her this she dropped to her knees and unzipped me and her hand had taken my semi hard cock out of my jeans, she stoked it once and the sight of her on her knees stroking my cock, it had already got harder.

"Well, it's not soft now is it." She said and then took it inside of her mouth and started sucking my cock for all she was worth. About thirty seconds later she popped off my cock and asked.

"What did you do next?" I gave her no answer and just placed my direct her head and forced her back onto it, as she did so I pulled her further onto my cock until her nose was on my stomach I was fully in her mouth. I relaxed my hands a little and started to move her head back on forth fucking her throat and face. Katie gasped and almost choaked but did her best and kept me inside her mouth not letting me out until I remembered that I had the lead and I lifted her head up and away from my cock.

As she came off my cock she coughed and her eyes had a small amount of fluid in the corners. I bent down and we kissed our tongues battling with each other until she pulled away and spoke.

"And then what."

I told her the blow job continued, just like the last time as I was telling her what Suzie had done she copied the actions my cock deep inside her mouth, in fact I'm sure I was also in her throat.

"After she got my cock messy with her saliva Suzie went to bed and she bent over it so I could fuck her from behind." I told Katie, so after dribbling and spitting on my cock she stood up and bent over the bed, she was just about to take her panties off and I had to stop her.

"Stop that, Suzie left her panties on so will you." I tell her, Katie's hands at been at her hips but now she spread them out in front of her.

"Place your hands to your side." I tell her and she does as I say.

I now get behind her, I don't know if she just expected me to fuck her straight away, but I took my time. First I bent down behind her. Moved her panties to one side and spread her pussy wide before I started to lick her. Her pussy was what I could only describe as juicy, her panties were already wet. My mouth hard on her and tight I angle my head a little and my nose against her asshole, she moans loudly as I do that and wiggles her behind on my face. I push two fingers inside her pussy and my thumb on her clit makes her moan and groan louder. I use my mouth and fingers on her until she orgasms, her small body goes tight and her legs have a tremor to them as she goes through her orgasm.

Now I want inside of her, I stand and place my cock against her pussy lips, she shivers as I place it there. My hand go to her wrists and I bring her hands behind her back folding them crossed and I hold them with just one hand while I grip on the base of my cock and start entering her. As ever Katie is tight her ballerinas body struggling to take my cock at first Then when I pop inside her the first couple of inches slip in easily for me but with a sharp intake of breath for Katie.

"Fuck you're so damn thick." She says as I smile and just reply with. "Fuck, you're so damn tight." Our mantras completed. Moving in and out of her with each thrust a little more of cock went in to her. My spare hand gripping on to her ass, my nails digging into her flesh not that she had much spare flesh, her tight little bottom did have spectacular muscle definition mind you.

I take my time to build up my speed, and the faster I get the firmer I'm thrusting into her. I'm moving her across the bed soon enough her legs coming from the floor. Soon her ass is no longer hanging over the end of the bed it's now a foot on the bed. So, move her up and keep her on her stomach and enter her again, I slide into her easily now, with each downward thrust I force Katie into the mattress. I quicken up and become more powerful with each thrust. My hands on her body pushing her down into the bed.

"Tell me....... what you...... did....... next....... to her.......... and........ do it........ to me." Katie asks me between her breathing deeply in.

My hands go to her bra and unhook it; I let her arms go free so I can take it off.

"She got on her knees and took my cock between her tits until I cum all over them."

She starts to wiggle, I exit from her and she sighed deeply as I leave her body. She moves to the edge of the bed her legs dangling off not quite reaching the floor.

"I might not be able to give you a tit wank, but I can give you a blowjob until you spray yourself all over me, that I can do. You have your wife at home, do to your slave that you do to your wife."

Suzie might not have been my wife but Katie at that point was playing my slave so perfectly I could not refuse her. With her hands one on my balls and one on my cock stroking and massaging me. Her head bobbing up and down on my cock. Remembering the leash and collar I pull on the leash, taking control of her. While I was doing this she was making sure I was going to lose control at any second.

I take a slight step back and jerk my own cock just two fast strokes until I start to cum. My spray going directly on to her tiny little breasts. My aim not great it also hits her on the face and lower against her body. I'm covering her, the sight excites me and the amount I cum is unexpected even for myself. I looked down at her body covered in my cum, her eyes looking up at me a smile on her face and before I had the chance to say it myself she spoke.

"I love you." She told me and I bent down and kissed her. I moved my mouth to her ear and whispered, "I know."

She slapped my arm and almost screamed.

"Don't you dare Han Solo me you utter....."

I giggle, before simply adding.

"I love you too."

This was the start of a big night, I had her tied to the bed at one point, at this point in time I did not have a pleather of useful items, and we just used a tie and my dressing gown belt.

We were not quiet that night, as we reconnected with each other after the shock of my father's death. I got a couple of looks from two of the girls on our floor, I wasn't sure if it was disgust or envy until a couple of days later one of the girls on the floor told me if Katie and I ever split then she was 'a sure thing', so for her it was envy. One of the guys on the floor Pete, took me to one side and told me jokingly.

"We almost called the police last night it sounded as if a murder was being done. Just what the hell were you doing in there."

I went to speak and he stopped me and added.

"Actually, with the sounds I was forced to listen to last night, don't tell me what you were doing last night."

As I said at the end of the last chapter, things with Katie did not end well but we had a wonderful few months together at university. We explored the edges of our kinks and tried so many different things and for that Katie will always have a special place in my heart. I told her I loved her on so many occasions that I still think it's true, of all the women that I mention in these memoirs Katie is the one that I dream about the most. She is perhaps the one that got away.

At Easter I went back home during the university holiday, and I slept with Suzie a few times, keeping our arrangement with her husband that we made sure that she was treated well. After the holiday when I got back to university Katie did exactly what happen as described above, she wanted to know what Suzie and myself had done sexually and copy it.

When at home at the end of the university year, I told Suzie about the last month and how Katie broke the relationship off because I was going to Paris for the year, Suzie told me something that I've always tried to take notice of and have since then always tried to stop myself from doing. She told me.

"Nick your problem is you fall in love to easily. Sometimes it can just be sex, and you don't have to fall in love with the woman."

Having told the first three women I'd slept with that I loved them, in the first year of being sexually active, I've only told two women in the last thirty-nine years that, so I learnt my lesson well.

Next stop is my year in Paris, and what year it was.