Chapter 16

As I continued bouncing up and down, Arty would thrust upwards as I came down, increasing the sensation as we banged each other. He moved his right hand from my tit and played with my clit. I dropped my head and moaned as I felt another climax approaching. I tensed my pussy muscles, squeezing Arty’s cock again, resulting in him pinching and rolling my nipples harder, making me squeal in delight, “Oh, this feels so so good.”

Still impaled on Arty’s cock, I turned around, using his tool as a swizzle stick, leaned into him, put my arms around his neck, and kissed him heatedly.

I rotated my hips on Arty’s groin, moving his shaft around inside me. “Oh, this feels so good,” Arty groaned. I kept teasing him, holding still, feeling his cock inside me before I slowly bounced up and down on his hard-on. Arty met my downward movement with a gentle upward thrust, and it felt so good as our groins slowly slapped together.

But Arty hadn’t cum yet. He picked me up mid-bounce, held me tight, with his cock embedded up my pussy, walked over to the couch, slowly bent down and placed my arse on the edge of the cushion, held my legs wide, and resumed fucking my hot cunt. It only took a short time before Arty grunted as he lowered his head and sucked on my left boob, at the same time unloading a torrent of cum inside me. Arty kept thrusting and spasming, draining his balls.

Finally, exhausted, he fell on top of me after a marathon fuck session. As he laid on top of me, breathing hard, he said, “Fuck, Caitlyn, you’ve worn me out already. I need to take a breather.”

“I hope you can recover quickly. I want a lot more of where that came from later tonight.”

I swung my legs around, allowing Arty to lie with me on the couch. We kissed and cuddled. Arty played with my cum filled pussy, while I squeezed his nuts and stroked his cock. “As much as I would like to go again, we need to get showered and changed so we can drive down to our overnight stay,” Arty said.

“Ooooh, where are we going?” I said, surprised.

“It’s an hour’s drive away. I’ve booked us into Birdwood Park in Wilyabrup.”

“Is it a resort with a restaurant?”

“No, it’s a majestic three-storey Queen Anne Federation residence. Just wait until you see the bed we are sleeping in tonight. It will blow your mind, young lady. Dinner’s booked at the exclusive Amelia Park restaurant. Nothing is too much for my favourite girl.”

“Oh, Arty, it sounds like you are spoiling me. What have I done to deserve this?”

“You said you wanted a date. Well, you’ve got the best of everything tonight, sweet cheeks. And if I may be so bold, how many sets of underwear have you brought with you?”

“Why are you planning to cut them off me again? But to answer your question. Now, a girl can’t have enough panties and bra sets, can she?”

“Oh, that’s fabulous. You’ll have to model them for me while I take pictures of you to add to your portfolio. Plus, I love seeing you wearing panties and a bra. No, I love seeing you topless, wearing just panties.”