Sweet Catherine Breezes By (4 page)

Tod quickly spread the towels over the bunk and Catherine watched him undress. His penis was already hard and pointing straight up. It was only small and quite thin but it was certainly standing proud. He had a condom and he rolled it on.

Catherine undid her bikini top and put it on her bag. She watched Tod's face as she pulled her pants down. His eyes lit up when he saw her manicured little bush and that made her blush again. He then approached and sort of guided her back onto the bunk where she laid down looking up at him. Then he knelt on the end and lifted her leg aside, spreading her and making her blush deepen.

He laid down on top of her without saying anything or kissing her at all. He just started thrusting between her legs and when he got the head of his dick into her she clung to his shoulders and spread her legs wider for him.

"Awe fuck," he grunted and he thrust firmly into her. She was wet enough and after another firm thrust he was all the way in.

Catherine clung to him, staring up at the rafters. He was humping hard and fast and jamming his dick into her, and although it was all rushed and awkward she liked the way he was losing control. He was jiggling and squirming and she was holding herself up against him and keeping her legs spread as wide as she could for him. It was all about him but the thought of that was exciting for her and although she never reached orgasm there was a warm rush that swept over her when he was jammed up inside of her ejaculating.
He stayed in her for a while with his cock still flexing. Then he rolled off puffing and gasping for breath and Catherine closed her legs and modestly covered her breasts with her arm.

He was lying across the bunk resting back against the wall with his cock soft and the condom still on it, and Catherine was fascinated by how much semen was in it. It looked really thick and about an inch on the end was filled up with it, plus there was creamy white fluid all down his cock like it was coated in it. She kind of wished it was inside of her but it was interesting to see it like that too.

Tod carefully took the condom off and there was even more than an inch of creamy fluid in the end before he tossed it on the bunk and started getting dressed. Catherine pulled up her bikini pants with him staring at her pussy. He was then staring at her breasts so she put on her skirt next and let him look for a bit longer.

"Do you want to go back up for another look?" he asked her.

"Okay, but what about that?" she asked shyly, looking at the condom that had ended up on the floor. "We shouldn't leave it there like that."

"Well throw it outside," he chuckled and he left and started off up the stairs.

Catherine picked it up blushing to herself. She held it so the end filled and she squeezed it and felt how thick and slimy, and how warm his semen was. There was a wash basin and she took it over there. Tod was calling her to come up but she was so fascinated with his semen and she poured it out. Most of it dripped into the sink but some of it was gooey and stringing between her fingers as she spread them. She lifted her hand and let it run down her fingers and between them. Then she turned the tap on and rinsed her hand and the condom as well before tossing it out a window and hurrying upstairs.

Tod was on his way back down but she took his hand and led him back up to the observation room with the big windows looking out to sea. She kept his hand and pulled his arm around her, nestling back against him and grinding against his growing erection as they looked out to sea.

Soon enough he was feeling her through her bikini top and he actually started playing with her nipples. "Can I fuck you like this?" he whispered into her ear. "I've got another rubber."

"Uh huh," Catherine uttered. "Just do it to me hard like before."

He pulled his shorts down and rolled the condom over his fully upstanding cock once again. Catherine just leant forward and held the window ledge waiting for him to undress her. He moved in behind her and reached up under her skirt to pull her bikini pants down, and he left them around her knees and lifted her skirt up as she watched back over her shoulder. He then held his stiff little cock and pressed the head against her pussy lips. She wriggled back onto it and she was so wet this time that it slipped right in easily. She then wriggled back further and leant right over so he could mount her properly. And he immediately hugged her body and started humping her.

Catherine was a lot more turned on that time and her orgasm built quickly. He was also taking longer to cum and her orgasm exploded through her while he was still doing her hard and fast. It gripped her and thumped through her belly with wave after wave of deep contractions and she clung to the window ledge and bit down on the scream that almost escaped from her. It then started to soften and the guy on her back was grunting and jamming his cock into her. He was wildly riding her and she arched her hips and presented herself for him.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he cried and his body tensed as he rammed his cock into her as hard and deep as he could. Then he convulsed and she felt it throb and throb inside of her.

He was still clamped to her back and puffing and gasping for breath with his chin upon her shoulder and his face pressed against her neck. His body was shuddering and still convulsing and he was hugging her tight. He was finishing off inside of her and Catherine relaxed back against him and let him enjoy the feel of her pussy.

He finally settled and lifted from her back with his cock slipping out. Catherine then turned and pulled up her pants while he took off that condom. It wasn't as full as the other one but the semen in it looked quite thick again.

"That felt good," he grinned, though he was still breathing hard.

"I can see that," Catherine said shyly, looking at the condom.

"Can I fuck you again tonight? I've got more rubbers at home."

"Yeah – I guess so," Catherine uttered. "But where?"

"Umm. Do you want to go to the carnival?"

"Okay."

"After that we can go to Paulo's house because his dad works at night and there's no one home.

“We can do it in his bedroom," Tod chuckled and he grabbed hold of Catherine and hugged her from behind while sticking the condom down the front of her pants. Then he ran off down the stairs laughing.

Catherine rocked back against the window ledge with her legs kind of wobbly and a hot flush sweeping over her. She lifted her skirt and pulled the front of her pants out and the condom was there resting against her pussy. She then slipped her hand down and felt it, pressing it against her wetness.

Again his semen was warm and squishy and she pressed it against her clit and rubbed a bit. She rubbed her clit hard and then she pressed the full end condom into herself and closed her eyes as she rubbed and rubbed. She pulled the condom out and held the tip while its contents dribbled through her little bush. Then she pressed her fingers back into her wetness with his semen squishing between them.

"Are you coming?" Tod called out from below and Catherine giggled to herself.

Her fingers were gooey and she rubbed them into the crotch of her pants, squishing his semen into herself and wiping the rest of it off her hand. Then she ran down the stairs and caught up with him, a little embarrassed with herself but satisfied too.

"Do you want to take your top off at the beach again?" he grinned back at her.

"I don't want to get sunburn," Catherine smiled.

"What if we sit in the shade?" he tried. "Look - over next to that rock!"

There was a vacant shaded area beneath an overhanging rock ledge. Tod led Catherine over there and they set up in the shade with Catherine offering him some of her fruit for lunch.

"Most of these people are from the mainland," Tod explained. The crowd had doubled since they were there earlier.

Tod pestered but Catherine didn’t want to take her top off with the sun so hot stingy, so she denied him, although she really liked the way he so openly asked her to do it. He was such a simple guy and that was perfect for the moment.

They arrived back at the pier mid-afternoon and found Timmy waiting there for them. He smiled at Catherine first then turned to his brother. "Dad wants the tinny back."

"What - now?"

"Yeah. He needs it, he said."

"Well you take it," Tod commanded.

Timmy grinned. "I can't. He said he wants to see you!"

"Why?"

"I don't know. Something about some money I think."

"Yeah? Fuck! Catherine, I have to go," he said. "I have to take the tinny back to the marina but meet me here at seven and we'll go to the carnival, okay?"

"Okay,” Catherine returned and she watched him jump back in the boat and speed off towards the mainland. Then she turned to face the little brother.

"Hi, I'm Timmy," he said with a big grin.

"Hello. I saw you at my house."

"Awe yeah - that! Your dad gave me a job you know?"

"Oh, really? Doing what?"

"It's actually a secret - but if you don't tell?"

"I won't tell," Catherine said, intrigued.

"Well he wants to take your mom for a romantic dinner across in town tomorrow night and I'm going to get my uncle's cabin cruiser and be the chauffeur."

They were strolling up the hill.

"So do you do lots of odd jobs for people?"

"Sort of. I mow lawns for some of the old people and do some fixing jobs or painting sometimes. Mostly I work for Manny. I fish with him almost every morning."

"I met Manny. He took me across to town and back. He's nice."

"Yeah. Plus he lent me this," Timmy went on, extending the compacted scope he was carrying and showing it to Catherine. "I've been watching you with this a bit," he confessed. "You're really pretty."

"Oh! Thank you!

“You've been watching me?"

"Yeah - when you were sunbathing at the house and then today at the cove. But mostly I was just watching for your smile because you're even more pretty when you smile."

Catherine was blushing terribly. My God was every guy on the island this straight forward or what? She didn't know whether to be offended or flattered but he was so damn cute!

"I won't do it anymore if you don't like it," he said. "I felt bad before because you didn't know but I couldn't help it. And now at least I told you, so it's up to you if I can do it anymore."

"Well it's a bit creepy," Catherine suggested.

"Okay. I'll give this back to Manny then. Sorry!"

They had reached the front gate of the house.

"No you don't have to do that," Catherine said, giggling a little. "It's okay. You can watch me with it sometimes."

Her dad approached and Timmy smiled up at him. "Hello," he offered forthrightly.

"Hello, young fellow. How did you get on with our arrangements?"

"All set," Timmy declared. "But I told Catherine but she said she wouldn't tell."

"Oh. Fine then," her dad chuckled. "Something else we can do for you?"

Timmy shrugged. "No. I was just walking Catherine home," he said easily. "See you!"

Timmy turned and walked back towards the village leaving Catherine bemused and sort of warmly embarrassed at the thought of being spied upon with a telescope.

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Meantime, Todd pulled into the marina and tied the tinny up. His dad was there working and he approached expectantly. "The tinny's there, dad. Did you want to see me about something?"

His dad shrugged. "No. Why?"

"Timmy said you wanted to see me."

"I've got no idea what you're talking about, boy! Weren't you going to keep the tinny over the island tonight?"

"Yeah but he said you wanted it back," Tod complained.

"Look - I don't know what you're going on about. I don't need the tinny here today and I haven't seen your brother."

"The little fucking shit!" Tod grumbled under his breath, wondering what he was up to. Then he turned to his dad again. "Can I have some money, dad? I want to go to the carnival tonight."

His dad grinned. "Sure! There's a spare apron. Ten dollars an hour!"

"No - I mean can you just give me some. I have to get back."

"Suit up, boy!" his dad chuckled but Tod stormed off and jumped back into the boat.

He sped back across to the island intending to find his brother and sort him out but Timmy was nowhere to be found. Paulo was about though and the two of them ended up in his bedroom.

"So you did her then?" Paulo asked excitedly.

"Yeah. Twice!"

"Bullshit!"

"No - serious! She's hot, man. You should try and get onto her too."

"Me?" Paulo scoffed. "Do you think she would?"

"Don't know. Maybe!" Tod shot back at him dismissively. "Have you got any money?"

"What - do you have to pay her?"

"No! For the carnival tonight. I'm busted."

"Me too. I've got like five dollars," Paulo said, searching his pockets and then trying the jar on his dresser where he sometimes dumped some coins.

"You'll need a rubber too if you're going to try getting onto her," Tod suggested.