And Then There Was Katie Ch. 02

In one e-mail, Katie wrote:

“I had lunch with Jennifer and Hannah today, then we went shopping. Jennifer sat in the back with Hannah, so I drove. As I sat in the driver’s seat of your Suburban, I could smell your cologne. It was absolutely intoxicating, and a rush of renewed desire poured over me. It seemed like the longer I drove, the stronger your scent became, until my body was inundated with it. I struggled to carry on the conversation with my sister, but my thoughts were focused on you. My panties were quickly dampened, and I felt that delicious tingling inside my pussy. I can’t tell you how badly I needed your body at that moment, knowing that one quick push of your cock inside me would be enough to leave me reeling in ecstasy. I wanted so much to pull over to the side of the road, slide my hand down my pants, and finger myself until I was cumming all over my hand and crying out your name. But I knew I couldn’t, so instead I walked around the mall with the girls, worried that the squishing in my underwear might be audible to anybody around me.”

Mike loved hearing his sister-in-law tell about her desire and inmost thoughts. He tried to respond in kind and give Katie at least a glimpse of how he felt and constantly thought about her.

“Dearest Katie--I can’t tell you how hot I get reading your e-mails. Just thinking about you makes me unbelievably horny, much less hearing your tales of desire. After reading your last one, I had to rush to the bathroom, jerk my pants down, and talk by hand to my hard cock. Thinking about you and your body had me so hot that within a minute I was cumming all over the sink. It was everything I could do to keep from screaming out your name, and my knees nearly buckled at the intensity of my orgasm. Afterwards, I was filled with an incredible yearning to be with you once again, to hold you in my arms, our sweaty bodies entangled and pressing together.”

Mike continually thought about where and how he and Katie could again be together. After a week, he had finally decided to just pick her up from the hospital, drive to a secluded spot, and jump in the back of his truck with her. He had brought the things he needed with him that morning, so he picked up the phone and dialed Katie’s cell phone.

“Hi, this is Katie,” her voice mail picked up. Mike waited for the beep, then left his message.

“Katie, this is Mike. I’ve been racking my brain, and in the absence of any better ideas, I think it might be time for us to try out the back seat of my truck. I know a good spot where we can go, and I want to go today. I need you. Call me back as soon as you can.”

Mike hung up the phone and took a deep breath. After sitting for a few minutes, he decided he better get back to work. No sooner had he dug into one of his mounds of paperwork than his phone rang. He quickly checked the display: Katie!

“Hello?” he answered.

“Hey there, love.” Mike loved hearing Katie’s voice. She continued quietly, “I got your message, and I think that sounds great. I need you too, and I want you today. I’m working the 7-to-7, and my lunch will be at 1:00. Would that work for you?”

“Of course,” Mike said cheerfully. “Where should I pick you up?”

“Why don’t you pick me up on the third level of the parking garage. You know where I mean? Where the sky bridge comes across?”

“Oh, I know it,” Mike replied matter-of-factly. “Where do you think I parked last week?”

Mike could almost see her blush through the phone. “Okay, well plan on being outside that door at 1:05. I’ll jump in the truck and we can go. Speaking of, where are we going?”

Mike played the devil’s advocate. “Uh-uh, you’ll just have to wait and see.”

“Oooh,” Katie answered, “sounds mysterious.”

Mike kept hyping it up. “The only thing mysterious about it will be how many times you can cum within about thirty-five minutes.”

He could hear Katie’s breathing accelerate. “I like the sound of that,” she responded.

“I thought you might. I’ll see you at 1:05.”

“Okay...sounds good,” Katie concluded the conversation, and they both hung up their phones. Mike glanced at the clock on the wall above his desk: 10:15. He had more than two hours to fill until it was time to leave.

A few minutes later, John stuck his head in Mike’s office. “You have time for a quick meeting this morning?” Mike’s boss asked.

“Sure – when and where?” he answered.

John had already started walking back down the hall. “My office and now,” he said.

Mike was thankful for the meeting. Apparently there were rumors of their arch-competitor needing more manpower. Historically, this competitor made no bones about going after John’s employees, trying to entice them away with sweet job offers. Being the eternal forward thinker that John was, he wanted to get his managers up to date and impress upon them the importance of being diligent with their key people. By the time the meeting was adjourned, Mike’s watch said 11:45. “So much for a quick meeting,” he said quietly to himself as he left John’s office.

After passing on all the usual lunch offers, Mike settled back into his office to do his thing. Despite frequent looks at the clock, the time faithfully ticked away until it was finally 12:40. Mike locked his cabinets, grabbed his keys, and walked briskly toward the front office.

“I’m taking a late lunch,” he said to the receptionist. With a mindless wave of her hand, she continued her phone conversation, and Mike exited the building.

Once again, he found himself in his truck, driving to meet his sister-in-law for a short time of hot sex. Mike wondered if he would ever get tired of being with Katie. The prospect seemed unfathomable.

Mike was right where he was supposed to be right when he was supposed to be there. So was Katie. He saw her standing inside the sky bridge doors, a smile spreading across her face as he pulled up. She bounced out and hopped in the truck. “What’s up?” she asked as Mike drove off.

“I am, like I have been all day,” Mike joked. Katie’s infectious laugh filled the cab as Mike drove away.

“Well, we’ll have to see what we can do about that. But first, tell me where we’re going!”

Mike gave in. “You know the old Sleeping Oak Retirement Home over around 23rd street just off the freeway?”

“Yeah,” Katie said hesitantly. “You mean the one that closed?”

“That very one. Well it’s completely deserted, its parking lot is in the back of the building, it’s completely surrounded by dense trees on three sides, and there’s a ten-foot brick wall separating it from the freeway. What better place to go parking on a lovely spring day?”

Katie smiled widely. “Sounds perfect,” she said. “Now scoot your seat back.”

Mike looked at her quizzically. “What?”

“You heard me,” Katie said emphatically. “Move your seat back all the way.”

Mike reached down between his legs and grabbed the seat adjustment lever. Pushing with his legs, his seat slid back an additional six inches. “Sooooo...what’s this all about?” he asked.

“How long will it take us to get to this place?”

Mike remembered his calculations from earlier. “Probably only about five minutes. Why?”

Katie lifted up the arm rests on both of their seats. “Why don’t you stop asking questions and just drive.” Unbuckling her seat belt, Katie reached over with both hands and started to unfasten Mike’s belt and pants.

“What are you doing?” Mike asked in bewilderment.

“I told you to quit asking questions. What does it feel like I’m doing?” Katie had taken charge of the scene, and Mike loved it.

He didn’t say another word, and within seconds, Katie’s hand was fishing out Mike’s erection. Using her wrist, she pushed his underwear down to allow herself full access. Arranging herself into a strange position that had her halfway in the seat, halfway in the floorboard, and totally sprawled across the console, Katie’s tongue went to work on Mike’s hard cock.

“Oh god, Katie,” he moaned. Mike struggled to concentrate on the road. He managed to make the left turn from the stop sign onto the busy street leading to the highway. He was pretty proud of himself for that, and just when he had decided he would be okay, Katie’s mouth went down on him...all the way down.

“Fuck!” he yelled as he felt the head of his cock slide into Katie’s throat. “Fuck fuck fuck – I’m gonna have a wreck!” The suction her mouth was providing was forceful, and the things her tongue was doing to his shaft were mind-blowing, among other things.

Katie slid her lips back up Mike’s length, took a deep breath, and plunged back down on him again. Mike felt like his eyes would roll back in his head and they’d be goners for sure.

The whole scene seemed surreal to Mike. He wove through the traffic feeling like he was in a dream. Except, it was a really, really fucking hot dream.

Katie repeatedly deep-throated Mike, then slid her lips firmly back up the shaft. As Mike turned off of the highway, he knew he wasn’t far from arriving at his destinations, both physical and sexual. He decided he would try to regain control of the situation.

Mike slid his right hand through Katie’s short hair and firmly grabbed a handful. He forcefully pulled upward, her head having no choice but to follow. At the same time, he hissed, “You like sucking your brother-in-law off in the middle of the fucking highway? Well now you’re going to finish it, and you’re not going to stop until every last drop of my cum is sliding down your throat!”

Mike heard a passionate squeal escape through Katie’s nose. She apparently liked the force, because without Mike really even helping, her head began bobbing wildly up and down his hard cock.

“Oh shit, yeah,” he grunted as he felt the tingling start. “You like sucking my cock, don’t you Katie?”

She responded by sucking him all the harder. As Mike arrived at the parking lot of the deserted complex, so did his orgasm.

His grip on Katie’s hair tightened as the climax swept through him. His cock erupted with a torrent of cum into Katie’s eager mouth. When she stopped bobbing her head, Mike’s hand forced her back into motion. He felt and heard her gag, but he was relentless.

Strand after strand of Mike’s cum exploded into the back of Katie’s mouth. She swallowed and choked and coughed and spit, but still she kept going. By the time his orgasm subsided, Mike found himself in the parking lot behind the building, not remembering exactly how he got there.

Katie kept sucking him as if she was afraid to stop. Mike released her hair, slid his hand under her chin, and gently lifted her face up off of his cock. She looked up at him apprehensively but was rewarded with the sight of the appreciative smile on his face.

The view he saw was almost enough to make him shoot his wad again right then and there. He looked down upon his already-beautiful Katie, hair in disarray, little dribbles of his cum running down her chin. He couldn’t help himself when he said, “Goddamn, you are the most amazing woman I’ve ever known.”

Katie’s fire was obviously lit, and Mike’s comment just stoked it a little hotter. She practically vaulted upward until she reached Mike’s lips. She kissed him like a woman possessed, smearing Mike’s own cum over his chin.

After a frantic bout of tongue wrestling, they took turns licking the cum off the other’s face. When they were both sufficiently clean, with wild eyes Katie said to Mike, “I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you right now.”

“Let’s get in the bed of the truck. I brought some blankets and a pillow.” He pointed to the objects in the back seat of the cab. Katie grabbed the pillow, threw her door open, and jumped out. She meant business, and Mike fully intended to cooperate.

Mike grabbed the blankets and jumped out. It was a beautiful sunny day. A gentle breeze complemented the seventy-degree temperature. The roar of passing vehicles could be heard over the brick wall at the back edge of the parking lot. Twenty feet on the other side of the wall was the highway, and the noise would allow Mike and Katie to be as vocal as they wanted to without being heard.

Mike shuffled around to the back of the truck, his still unfastened pants slowly working their way down his legs. Katie threw the pillow in the bed as Mike opened the tailgate. He jumped up and started spreading out the thick blankets on which they could lay. When he finished his task, he turned around to see Katie standing there, naked from head to toe. As always, the sight took Mike’s breath away.

Katie just looked at Mike with wild eyes as if to say, “You’d better hurry the fuck up and take those clothes off.” Mike quickly kicked off his shoes and socks and pulled his pants and underwear the rest of the way off. The unbuttoning of his shirt seemed painfully slow under Katie’s glare, but he had it off soon enough.

No sooner had Mike’s shirt hit the tailgate than Katie jumped up inside the bed like a lion on the prowl. As she crawled toward him, Mike scooted over in front of the pillow and lay down on his back. In no time, Katie was on top of Mike, straddling his waist.

Mike expected a kiss, but instead Katie reached between her legs, grabbed his enduring erection, and slammed herself down on top of him. Mike could not believe how wet she was and the ease with which he penetrated her. It felt like someone had emptied a whole tube of hot lube inside her pussy, and Mike wondered if she had been playing with herself during her amazing blow job.

As his cock reached maximum depth inside her, Katie predictably threw her head back, eyes closed, mouth open, apparently savoring the feeling of Mike’s intrusion. When she didn’t move for several seconds, Mike reached down and ran his finger over her swollen clit several times. It was enough.

At the first pass of Mike’s finger, Katie cried out loudly. “Oh Mike! Oh my god!” By the fourth pass, her orgasm was beginning. “Omigod! Omigod! Omigod! Miiiiiiiiiiiiiike!”

Mike stopped the ministrations to her clit when he felt her pussy contracting around him. When the rippling diminished, without warning Katie started bouncing up and down on Mike. She was not slow, she was not gentle, and she was not messing around. She was fucking Mike, pure and simple, and she was doing it with a purpose.

Mike held on to Katie’s hips, leveraging his own upward thrusts to meet her bounces. The hot Texas sun beat down upon them both, and within a short time a fine sheen of sweat covered them both.

For several minutes, the only sound coming from either of them was that of heavy breathing and grunting. But it didn’t take long for Katie’s next orgasm to arrive, and it did so with a vengeance.

Out of nowhere, Katie began to chant ecstatically, “Oh Mike! Oh Mike! Oh Mike! Oh Mike!” When her pussy exploded in convulsions, her chant changed to a scream. Mike relished the sounds Katie made as he felt her cum wash over his hard cock and run down to his balls. Her scream was delicious in its fluctuating pitch, volume, and intensity. It was just one of those good, loud, sexual screams you expect from a woman in the throes of an orgasm.

Although Katie’s cumming faded, her pace did not. She continued fucking Mike like she had something to prove. Sweat flew from her face onto Mike’s chest and stomach. It suddenly felt much hotter than seventy to both of them.

“Oh Mike,” Katie said between breaths, “this is so good! It’s so good! I don’t ever want it to stop!”

She had that expression on her face that, by itself, looked like she was in some kind of pain. Katie’s eyes were squinted, her forehead was wrinkled, and her mouth was gaping as if she had something to say, yet no sound escaped her lips. Mike knew the look really represented the unbridled pleasure that emanated from between her legs.

Katie continued to ride Mike at her amazing tempo, and after five more minutes, she was exhausted. “Ahhh Mike,” she said, collapsing on top of him, “I don’t think I can go any more, but I don’t want to stop!”

“Oh, we’re not stopping until we’re completely out of time, which is,” glancing at his watch, “not for another fifteen minutes.” After a brief pause, Mike asked, “Can you stand?”

A breathless Katie answered, “Yes.”

“Okay, here, get off of me and get down and stand on the ground. Let me hand you your shoes.”

With some effort, Katie rolled off of Mike, his slick cock sliding out of her open pussy. Mike sprang upward, crawled back to the tailgate, slipped on his shoes, and jumped to the ground. By the time he had Katie’s sneakers in hand, she was sitting on the tailgate. Her knees were pulled up to her chest, and she was rocking back and forth like someone in shock. “Hurry,” is all she said.

Pulling her feet toward him, he quickly slid her feet into her shoes. Mike grabbed Katie’s hips and helped her to the ground.

Once she was on her feet, she looked up questioningly at Mike. “Turn around,” he said gently. As she turned back toward the truck, Mike reached past her, grabbed the ends of the blankets spread out in the bed, pulled them down to the end of the tailgate.

As soon as the padding was in place, Katie bent over and rested her upper body on the blankets. She spread her legs apart so widely that Mike wondered how she was still standing up. “Please hurry,” she again begged softly, still out of breath.

If it wasn’t for her pleading, Mike may have been content to just stand there and look at his sister-in-law in that pose. His vehicle was far from the typical hot-rod, but his view was better than any he had ever seen on a poster.

Mike tried to quickly make a mental snapshot of the scene, then stepped forward toward Katie. Taking his wet, hard cock in his hand, he guided it to her still-gaping love hole. Wasting no time, he again sank himself deep inside the woman.

“Miii-ii-ii-iike,” Katie shuddered as she felt him enter her. With extremely slow strokes, he moved in and out of her.

“Are you ready?” he asked softly.

Katie’s stomach and torso were pressed flatly into the blankets. Her head was turned to the right and resting on her left cheek. Her arms were outstretched above her head, also resting heavily. The gentle breeze had picked up a bit, feeling wonderfully cool against Mike’s sweaty nakedness

“Fuck me,” was her simple yet clear response.

Grabbing her hips with his hands, Mike pulled nearly all the way out of Katie in one last, slow stroke. In an instant, he slammed back inside of her with full force, beginning an onslaught of frenzied fucking.

Animalistic is the only word to describe how Mike pounded Katie’s pussy. It was fast, it was furious, it was deep, it was wet, it was loud, it was hot, it was sweaty, it was intense. There were moans, there were screams, there were squeals, there were orgasms, there were all of the delicious sounds and smells of sex.

Mike lost all track of time. “Fuck it,” he thought to himself. He focused on one thing, and one thing only. He was focused on filling Katie’s quivering pussy with his cum, then fucking her until every drop was squished out and running down her legs.

The noise of the vehicles racing down the nearby freeway was drowned out by the sound of Mike’s flesh rapidly slapping into Katie. As yet another orgasm raged through her body, she thrashed about on the tailgate like a fish out of water. Mike didn’t slow down his thrusts.

Katie’s hands clinched into fists, pulling at the blankets as if trying to rip them in half as the ecstasy overtook her. “Oh my goooooood – Miiiiiiiiiiiiike!” she cried. Her convulsing pussy felt so tremendously hot around his pistoning cock. Mike felt like the heat would bring his cum to the boiling point. It was definitely already on the verge of erupting.

“Oh baby,” Mike said through gasping breaths, “I’m gon – gonna cum – uh – inside you!”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Katie shouted. “Cum! Cum! Cum! Fill me up! Fill me – aaaiieee! Fill me – oh fuck – fuck – fuck – me – ee – ee!”