And Then There Was Katie Ch. 05

Mike realized that there was no music playing. He didn't remember turning off the stereo, but he was glad it was off because Katie's moan was so delicious that his cock swelled and throbbed even more in his confining pants. Every minute or two, Mike would either pass another vehicle or be passed. Driving a Suburban meant that he was usually taller than the other vehicle. However, the occasional 18-wheeler made Mike wonder if he and Katie were treating some truck drivers to a momentary peep show.

Mike added a second finger to his first before slowly pushing them fully into Katie. As his fingertips rubbed along her steamy insides, his ears were rewarded with another string of sexy sounds from Katie's mouth. Mike found a comfortable resting position for his wrist, and then stopped moving his hand. His two fingers were snugly in Katie's pussy, but they were not moving. He decided to let anticipation and the subtle vibration of the road do the rest.

Katie's breathing continued to be ragged and short. Mike felt an occasional trickle of wetness flow past his fingers, an incredible sensation which he never remembered experiencing before. When they would come across a little bump in the road, his hand would absorb the bounce of the vehicle and pass it on into Katie. Each time it happened, she squealed a little louder.

Mike continued his driving, cruise control at 72, air conditioner on high, stereo off, left hand on the wheel, right hand pleasuring his sister-in-law. Neither of them said a word. After driving that way for what must have been fifteen or twenty minutes, Katie finally broke the silence.

"Mike," she began breathlessly, "I can't take it. Please, find somewhere to pull over and fuck me." Her voice was quiet, but full of need, desire, and urgency. A large bump in the road, "OH! Mike, please!" Squealing, pleading, "Oh my god! Mike, hurry!" after another jolt of the vehicle.

Mike's eyes scanned the sides of the highway. The area was moderately covered in sporadic groves of trees. Mike sought somewhere he could pull off into those trees and achieve solitude for him and Katie. He was glad he had thought to remove the luggage from the back, because he imagined that he and Katie would end up back there for the long-delayed consummation of their desires.

As Mike's eyes searched for a place to pull off the highway, Katie beat him to it. "There! Right there!" Katie yelled, pointing off to the right.

Mike saw the place she was indicating, and quickly braked to decelerate the vehicle. The small dirt road was no more than fifty yards in front of him, and as he pulled on to the shoulder of the highway, he felt the anti-lock brakes engage as the Suburban started to slide across the loose gravel.

Mike quickly returned his wet right hand to the wheel, expecting the worst, but his vehicle's technology amazed him, allowing him to whip out a hard right off of the pavement. Still moving at 20 miles per hour, it took only a few seconds for them to disappear into the grove of trees, out of sight of the highway only fifty yards away.

As the Suburban came to a stop, Mike's heart was pounding, only partly due to the exit from the highway. Breathing heavily, Mike looked over at Katie who was already looking at him. After a brief moment of silent stares between them, he threw the gear into park, unbuckled his seatbelt, and opened his door. Katie quickly followed suit, exiting the front seat and heading for the back of the vehicle.

Mike reached the back first, and quickly opened the hatchback door. Without saying a word, Katie climbed inside. The view was a treat for Mike; with her pants already around her ankles, her sexy ass wiggled from side to side as she shimmied her way in. Grabbing a pillow and slinging it into position, Katie did the stop, drop, and roll, ending up on her back in the back end of the Suburban.

Mike jumped quickly inside as well, peeling his shirt over his head on the way. With the back bench seat folded up, there was room to accommodate enough of Mike's 6'2" stature to be comfortable. He looked down at his incredibly sexy sister-in-law, who was nearly finished unbuttoning her white shirt. After unfastening her front-clasp bra, her unrestrained breasts stood out proudly from her chest, and as the last button came apart, the shirt's material fell to her side, exposing to Mike her stiff dark nipples for the first time that afternoon. The sight brought a smile to his face. Reaching up, he grabbed the strap on the underside of the door to shut it behind him.

Before he could get turned back around, he felt Katie's hands frantically trying to get his pants off of him. "Get these things off and fuck me!" she snapped. Mike helped her by unbuckling his belt and swiftly opening up the button and fly. While Katie's hands slipped inside the waistbands and pushed downward, Mike kicked off his shoes and used his hands to lift his knees off the floor, allowing passage of his clothing to his ankles.

Satisfied that the pants were sufficiently out of the way for the task at hand, Katie grabbed Mike's bare ass and pulled him purposefully on top of her nakedness. Mike attacked her mouth with his own, quickly pushing his tongue between her parted lips. Kissing frantically, Katie spread her legs and moaned into Mike's mouth as he slid his insanely hard cock along the length of her slit, making constant contact with her swollen clit which was prominently standing out from its usual refuge.

After several long up-and-down strokes, Mike swiveled his hips from side to side, grinding hard against Katie's crotch. The vibrations on her clit sent a surge of pleasure racing through her body, and the moans into Mike's mouth turned to screams.

Breaking their frenzied kiss, Katie squealed her desires to her lover. "Take me now! Please! Fuck me hard, Mike!" Mike needed no second invitation. He raised his hips until the tip of his hardness pushed against her hole then lowered them back down forcefully, penetrating Katie with the swiftness and ease of a hot knife through butter. Mike pushed himself completely inside Katie, then resumed his grinding by mashing his pelvis against her clit and rocking back and forth.

The grinding was all it took. Katie's body convulsed into a vicious orgasm that was the culmination of a week of sexual self-denial and three hours of on-and-off stimulation by her brother-in-law. Katie's hands flew around Mike's neck and pulled his head crushing into her right shoulder. He could no longer breathe as his mouth and nose were sealed off by the soft flesh of her upper body. Mike feared a broken neck as Katie squeezed him with strength he did not know she possessed. And then there were the screams.

"OOOOOHHHHH FUUUUUUUCK! AAAAAAHHHHHHH! MYYYYYY GOOOOOOOD!" Katie's voice evidenced her pleasure louder than he ever remembered hearing before. His right ear rang from being only inches from her open mouth, taking the full assault of her screaming. Mike continued to grind into Katie as best as he could in this position, prolonging her explosive climax.

The feeling of her pussy squeezing and rippling around him quickly brought him to the edge as well. His own self-induced orgasm drought had him wanting to cum in a bad way, and Katie's massaging flesh pulled the trigger on the cum cannon he held in position inside her body.

"Oh Jesus, Katieeeeeeee!" Mike yelled louder than usual, although Katie's death grip on his head muted most of it. His entire body jerked as his cock blasted the first glob of cream into Katie. She continued to scream and pull and thrash and tense, her pleasure only increasing at the feeling of Mike's hot juices flooding into her.

Other than Katie's head whipping from side to side, neither of them really moved. Mike's hips were motionless, but what was between them was discharging like a semi-automatic shotgun. The pair's long awaited orgasms went on for nearly a minute, Mike's cock having long stopped shooting cum yet the pleasure still intensely acute.

Mike's chest had started to burn from the depravation of oxygen when Katie finally loosened her bind on him. Feeling her pussy finally slow its contractions, Mike focused his strength into the middle section of his body. His hips pulled back, sliding his sensitive, still-hard cock back through the deliciously sloshy passage before reversing course and diving back deeply. As if only through conscious effort, he repeated the motion and entered into a swift, hard tempo.

Katie's screams had stopped and her mouth hung open, eyes closed, arms still around Mike's neck but loosely so. Her breaths came in short rhythmic gasps, reminding Mike of child-birthing classes at the hospital where Katie worked. Mike felt her knees lift up and her ankles lock around his back, forcing him even deeper inside her. Despite just having experienced perhaps the most explosive, powerful orgasm of his life, Mike still felt harder than he thought possible as he rapidly pistoned in and out of the beautifully naked woman underneath him.

Sweat poured off of Mike's forehead and dripped onto Katie's face. His palms were pressed flatly against the carpet to her sides, and his hips were now on autopilot. After another minute of fucking, Katie finally opened her eyes to match her mouth. Her gasping breaths were slowly transforming into moaning high-pitched squeals as her pleasure continued to build.

"Oh god! Yes! Fuck me, Mike! Harder! Harder! HARDER! HARDER!" Mike complied with her demands, slamming himself into her with reckless abandon. His pace increased so much that he finally felt like his cock was not actually moving in and out of her but rather just kind of vibrating, like a fibrillating heart.

Katie did not seem to care, exploding into her second climax of the last five minutes. From Mike's observation, this one was less intense than the first one, but still extremely powerful. On a scale from one to ten, he judged this one at eight, down from what was most definitely a ten on the first one.

As always, the strong squeezing around him greatly heightened his pleasure, but he was not to be overcome yet. Mike's thighs felt like they were on fire, but he willed himself to continue his assault on Katie's body. The contrast between the burning in his legs and the evaporation of sweat on his back by the air conditioning blowing directly on him felt strangely erotic to Mike. He imagined that anything and everything that he might feel would be erotic in the current situation.

The roller coaster of Katie's pleasure once again pulled into the station, and Mike slowed his pace down drastically, trying to conserve what little energy his muscles had left. Katie's fingers slid into the hair on the sides of her head, pressing her palms against her temples. "Mike," she whimpered, "you don't know what you're doing to me! It's never felt this good before! I want to do this with you for the rest of my life!"

Looking into her crazed eyes, Mike leaned down and kissed her passionately. His tongue moved in and out of Katie's mouth at the same slow pace that his cock glided fully in and out of her pussy. They kissed and made slow love for what seemed like hours, but in actuality was probably only a few minutes. Breaking their kiss, Katie said, "Let me be on top. I wanna ride this stud and bring it on home!"

Mike reluctantly separated his body from hers, knowing it had to be done, knowing that it was only temporary, yet still afraid somehow that this incredible experience would end. He felt like one of the last two people in a game of musical chairs; the music starts, you stand up and walk around, but you linger as long as you can in front of the chair, fearful that the music will stop when you are standing behind the seat.

Katie shimmied her body to her left, allowing Mike to spin and drop on his back where she had just been. Swinging her left leg across her body, she snapped up into a straddling position over Mike's lower abdomen. A stream of thick, gooey cream flowed slowly from between her legs onto Mike.

Sliding back slightly, Katie eased her swollen, parted pussy lips onto Mike's hard shaft. Her face turned from controlling smile to helpless victim of pleasure as his erection put smooth friction on her enlarged clit. "Oh Mike," she said, back to a whimper, "you just don't know! Rocking back and forth, she pressed her palms flatly against Mike's chest for leverage and pressed her pussy flatly against his rod for satisfaction.

Katie began to shift from side to side, tightly grinding his slippery cock into her pleasure center. Mike recalled this technique being a favorite of his wife, Jennifer, when she really wanted to get turned on before love-making. It usually worked like a charm to get the juices flowing. In Katie's heightened state of arousal, it pushed her back up into orbit.

Her body shuddered as the ecstasy washed over her like a gentle wave, the orgasm like a small aftershock in comparison to the two she already experienced. As if her neck were hinged, her head leaned back until it looked like it would snap right off of her body. In a little, quiet, almost squeaky voice, she half-moaned and half-sighed her approval. "Ooooooooh yes, yes! Mmmmmm gooooooood Miiiiiiike!"

After about fifteen seconds, she stopped her grinding and shivered violently, as if to shake the pleasure back out of her body so that she could start again. Mike wasted no time and put his hands on Katie's hips and lifted upwards. Taking the hint, she lifted herself until his cock stood upright and slipped inside her as if it had a mind of its own. As she slid his flesh deeply inside her own, her eyelids and jaw dropped once again. Mike felt his breath catch at once again being surrounded by her wonderfully wet warmth. "I never get tired of this," he said, not sure whether he was talking to himself or Katie.

Once his cock was settled inside her, Katie reopened her eyes and focused on his own. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"Go," Mike replied simply. Katie intertwined her fingers in his, lifted his arms, and leaned forward until her hands were pressed against his on the carpet on either side of his head. As soon as they achieved that position, she began.

Katie's hips started somewhat slowly, lifting herself up Mike's length until just his tip remained inside her, then sitting deliberately back down fully. Her upper body did not move, her face hovering only inches from his. Neither of them said anything. Their breathing, the rush of the air conditioner, and the squishing sounds of thick fluids were the only things audible. Mike could feel her heavy breathing on his face. She smelled delicious, her scent a mixture of perfume, sweat, shampoo, and sex. He remained motionless underneath her, allowing her to pleasure them both at her own pace, in her own way.

As the pace of her hips increased imperceptibly, he stayed focused on her face. She was amazingly beautiful. The magnificence of how her bright blue eyes sparkled against her perfect complexion was enhanced even more by the way her short blonde hair fell in random strands around her high cheek bones, as if framing the perfection contained within.

He felt as though he was gazing right through her, seeing the feelings for him that she kept locked up deep inside her until times like this when she could open love's floodgates and let it all come bursting forth in a torrent. The thought made Mike smile, and he had to momentarily ponder whether it was actually visible on his face or just on the countenance of his very soul.

"What are you smiling at?" Katie asked him in a remarkably calm voice, answering his internal query.

Mike suddenly realized he was beaming and was at a loss for words of how to answer her. Being unable to verbalize his feelings, he stated simply, "I'm so glad we're here."

Smiling back, "So am I," Katie said, appearing as though she briefly forgot the electric feelings building up where her body joined his. Just as briefly, her eyelids drooped slightly, her mouth fell partway open, and a long blissful sigh flowed forth.

Mike suddenly became aware that her pace had sped up significantly to what he would consider a normal rhythm. He wanted to squeeze her hands in his, but his fingers had gone numb from the weight of Katie's upper body bearing fully down on his palms. Instead he decided to kiss her, and lifting his head off the floor he cut about half the distance between their mouths.

Katie immediately responded, leaning over in the midst of the fluid-like motion of her hips and sealing her lips to Mike's. The kiss started softly, passionately, as if the two lovers were trying to communicate their feelings for one another through their tongues.

Mike was content with the wonderful kiss, but Katie bumped it up one notch, then another. He noticed that her pussy rode the length of his cock more quickly now, and he knew it was once again show time.

Returning the frenzy of her kiss, he sucked Katie's tongue into his mouth, licking and loving and moaning around it. She responded with moans of her own that, as the seconds passed, grew louder and higher and longer. Never breaking the kiss, her pace had returned to the breakneck speed the two had enjoyed earlier, bringing her orgasm speeding toward her head-on. Mike felt it coming, and he knew it would be a big one.

Afterward, Mike would remember expecting "a big one" and laugh to himself that "big" was not quite an accurate description. He should have known; in his sexual experiences with both his wife and his sister-in-law, the longer sex lasted before they climaxed, the more powerful the climax actually became. For some reason, baseball imagery popped into his mind. He already had three solid hits; if those were a triple, a double, and a single, respectively, this final one was an out-of-the-park grand slam home run. He had hit for the cycle.

As Katie slammed herself down on his hard pole, Mike felt her pussy contract hard around him once, drawing a scream from her mouth into his. Another five bounces of her body on his produced another strong squeezing twitch of her vaginal muscles...and another scream. More bouncing, more twitching, more screaming, increasing in frequency and intensity, until finally it all broke loose and became one continuous rippling of her insides, thrashing of her outsides, and wailing into Mike's mouth.

The sensations on his cock were extreme in intensity, and he felt his own climax churning deep inside him like a volcano on the verge of eruption. Katie's pussy undulated relentlessly around him as her orgasm overwhelmed every nerve ending in her body, from her toes and fingertips through the top of her scalp. Everything was tingling and burning and awakened and wonderful, so wonderful that tears began flowing from her tightly shut eyes. Not being able to suck in enough air, she finally unlatched her lips from Mike's, her screams flying into the open space like water spewing from a geyser.

Giving herself a hard push off of Mike's hands, her upper body slung backward like the pendulum of a metronome. Continuing past vertical, she tossed her arms behind her to catch her falling weight on top of Mike's knees. Once in position, she started thrusting her hips outward toward his chest, forcing the sensitive head of his cock directly against her most sensitive area of all.

Katie's pussy continued it's squeezing grip on him, and the friction became too much for Mike to bear. Letting Katie know it, "Oh fuck, baby! I'm cumminggggggggg! JEE-sus H. CHRIST!" he yelled as the cum blasted from his body directly onto the front wall of her pussy. He continued to fill her with his juices as her movements continued to press his cock straight into and across her g-spot. This new position and feeling her lover explode inside her already spasming pussy did it for Katie.

"Oh fuck!" she yelled, sounding almost like she was scared. "Oh FUCK!" she yelled again, louder and bolder the second time. "Oh FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUCK!!!" she screamed, both afraid and amazed by the pleasure that overtook her body. Her arms began to shake beneath her along with the rest of her body, which appeared to Mike as though it were enduring a seizure. By the time he had emptied all of his cum inside her, Katie was leaving the realm of all pleasure she had ever known and was entering an ethereal domain of ecstasy for which many people strive but few obtain.