One-on-One FUN with Cattie

“What the shit?”

We’d heard Cassidy come home, the front door shutting a little loudly. Then we’d lost track of her since she walked around quietly below us on the first floor while the shower was running. To be fair, Cattie and I weren’t being super sexual - well, we weren’t actively having sex of any sort. Our hands were very busy though. And we were wonderfully soapy.

And she did have that buttplug in still, even after we’d washed each other and started to just enjoy the touching in the steamy shower.

The next thing we heard, however, was my fiancee making her exclamation out in the hall outside the bathroom and bedroom.

That made me and Cattie start giggling, and Cassidy stomped into the bathroom on the other side of the shower curtain. “Did you guys fuck on the kitchen floor or something, and already clean up after yourselves? Because there’s no clothes anywhere and the sheets are still made on the bed.”

Cattie stuck her head around the curtain, leaving her gloriously soft, nude and soapy body on my side as I ran my hands up her stomach to her tits and hefted them. “The date was super fun, but I kinda ended up having a moment on our way back, so no sex,” my girlfriend told my fiancee. “Though Robbie was a fucking Prince as usual and let me get it all out, and now he’s got his hands on my tits and I can feel his boner poking my butt.”

“Well, that’s some progress,” Cassidy said, and I could hear the smirk in her voice. “I guess I’ll go watch a movie downstairs. You guys have fun.”

“You don’t-” Cattie started, but was interrupted by Cass.

“Shush, slut!” she said. “Tonight is your Great Fuckening. Just let me know when you guys are done and I’ll come help make the bed and we can cuddle after.”

“You sure, baby?” I asked her through the curtain. “I know you love watching me fucking a beautiful butt.”

“I’ll have plenty of chances to watch you plunder all of your girlfriends - well, except Terra,” Cassidy replied. “Though I- That doesn’t matter. Tonight is Cattie Night!” She stomped back out of the washroom and down the stairs. I hadn’t even had a chance to ask her how dinner with Dayana was, or what she’d ended up telling my coworker.

“It’s not like I wouldn’t enjoy having her with us,” Cattie said, pulling back behind the curtain. Her hands immediately went for my cock, stroking it with all ten fingers at once as she grinned at me. “As long as you allow it.”

“To be fair, this is supposed to be all about you and me,” I said. “And if you’re my girlfriend, you definitely deserve me for yourself whenever you want.”

“I also happen to be your submissive, and you're my Master,” Cattie said, getting closer to me. My cock head pushed against her hip and her tits brushed my chest, her nipples scraping softly against me. “Part of what I like is you telling me what to do, and you telling your fiancee, my best friend, to join us in bed? Totally something I’ll never say no to.”

“Well, my beautiful little submissive Catherine,” I said, running my hands up from her hips to her shoulders, then to her cheeks as I bent a little lower to kiss her softly. “While I agree, I think if you’re ready for more tonight, it should just be you and me.”

“I think I’m very ready for more, Master,” she said with a gleam in her eye.

“Then let’s get rinsed off,” I murmured against her lips, “Before I try to fuck you right here in the shower, we slip and crack our heads open and the night really is ruined.”

“That,” she snorted. “Sounds like a plan.”

Cattie whimpered and wiggled, which did amazing things to her body. It also made me chuckle and grin with a slightly evil grin as I straddled her knees, leaning forward to continue teasing her.

“This isn’t what I was thinking of when you were going to dominate me, Master,” she complained.

“No?” I asked. “I know I’m having fun.”

She whimpered again, and wiggled again, her ass bouncing cutely from side to side.

I had her face down on the bed, her ankles tied together with the same ties we’d played with the night before - they were definitely ruined now but I didn’t mind. I’d ordered her to hold onto the headboard rather than tie her wrists, and she was stretched out wonderfully with a pillow under her hips and stomach to keep her ass raised a little at a perfect angle for fucking.

But then I’d broken out the massage oil instead and had spent the last thirty minutes teasing the hell out of her with my App-enhanced hands and a big quill feather that Cass had used for a cosplay several years before. My fiancee and I had tried playing with it in the bedroom before and it hadn’t been our thing, but teasing Cattie made a perfect use for the old prop.

And Cattie, it turned out, was just as ticklish in her armpits as she loved her lower back and feet getting massaged.

“Please?” she murmured as I clenched the end of the feather in my teeth again and went back to massaging her lower back from the very top of the crack of her ass and up her spine, then around to her hips with my thumbs.

“Please what, Catherine?” I asked around the feather.

“Please can you check my pussy, Master, to see how wet and ready I am for your big fucking cock?” She shifted a little, raising her ass a bit more to give me a better look at said pussy from between her thighs.

I hummed a laugh. “Trying to seduce me?”

“Maybe,” she murmured and then moaned as I pressed my thumbs up her spine again gently.

“I’m sure your pretty little pussy is very wet and ready for me, my darling Catherine,” I said. “But good girls accept what they are given by their Master, don’t they?”

I was still trying to figure out this whole thing with being Dominant to her submissive, especially in the dirty talk department and how to push things. Cassidy and I had experimented with stuff in the past, but not like what Cattie had been doing with She Who Shall Not Be Named, and we hadn’t yet had a conversation about the things they had done and what she thought she might like to do again, just in a more loving atmosphere.

“You’re right, I’m so sorry, Master,” Cattie huffed. “My juicy, wet, tight pussy and my lubed, stretched, hot ass are both yours to decide to play with whenever you want because I am a good girl for you.”

I snorted, smirking a little, knowing that she was bringing up her ass as an additional suggestion.

“You’re right,” I answered her. I took my hands from her lower back, and she immediately flinched slightly at the shoulders, expecting me to tickle her armpits again with the feather. Instead, I took it from between my teeth and tossed it off the bed, then slapped both my hands down on Cattie’s wonderfully meaty and round ass cheeks with a firm clap. She hissed in surprise and then moaned, flexing her booty under my palms.

“Thank you, Master,” she panted softly. “May I please have more?”

“Oh my God, Robbie- I mean Master,” Cattie moaned. “Fuck that hurts so good.”

Cattie’s ass cheeks were a bright pink, as were her tits and inner thighs, as we’d transitioned from massages and tickles to massages and spankings. Then I’d had her suck my dick while upside down with her head hanging off the side of the bed, using her fabulous tits as handholds as I fucked her mouth and teased her throat - we’d learned that was a favourite for both of us even if her drool ended up messing up her makeup a bit more than was pretty. She gave up so much power, and showed me so much trust, with that one and loved doing it, while it felt amazing for me and was also a psychological boost being trusted like that. Not to mention the gorgeous visual of her body laid out before me. Once I’d had enough of that, and Cattie had been rubbing her thighs together as I’d mauled her tits, trying to both work herself to an orgasm and hold it off at the same time, I’d decided I wanted to fuck her.

That was how she ended up standing off the end of the bed, her hands braced against the edge of the mattress as she bent at the waist and lewdly showed off her pink ass until I popped the buttplug out of her and quickly replaced it with my cock.

“Fuck, Catherine,” I groaned pushing deep into her until her warm cheeks were pressed to my pelvis and I had no more cock to give her.

“Master,” she whimpered again, her voice a beautiful crooning of submission.

I leaned down over her, hugging her around her stomach and kissing her between her shoulder blades. Then I slid my hands up to her dangling tits, pulling them against her chest until they were overflowing from my hands as her nipples pressed into my palms.

“Love you, my little submissive,” I murmured.

“Love you too, Master,” she sighed happily, squeezing me with her ass.

“Are you ready to get fucked?”

“Ro- Master?” Cattie said, almost slipping again as she turned her neck to look at me. “I’ve been ready forever.”

That made me laugh, and I stood up straight and grabbed her hips roughly, pulling out of her ass all the way and seeing her perfect little hole flex for a moment before I pushed back in through her closing anal ring as she moaned deep in her chest.

“You do not have permission to come,” I told her. “You’ll need to ask me properly, and I’ll give you an answer you must follow.”

“Yes, Master,” Cattie murmured, her breath hitching and her shoulders flexing slightly at the command. Maybe I was catching on to how this whole thing worked more than I worried.

I pulled most of the way out this time and then slid back in, testing how hard she could take it at the moment. One more test thrust told me she was ready, and we started to fuck.

“Please?” Cattie moaned, half a howl of exquisite agony.

The TV downstairs was turned up high enough that I could tell Cassidy was watching Mean Girls, trying to drown us out.

“Have you earned it yet?” I asked Cattie, pulling back out of her pussy and wiping my cock off with the wet cloth from the bathroom. I manhandled her on the bed again, flipping her over onto her back and pushing her legs towards her chest. She immediately hooked them with her arms and pulled them back further, exposing her flushed holes to me. I scooped my cock down, pressed against her ass, and re-entered her.

“It’s not my place to say, Master,” she gulped, then clenched her jaw. Her eyes were half rolled up in her head, and her nipples looked so hard and bright pink that I thought they might have been ready to pop off like a ripe cherry.

“Good girl,” I groaned and started to thrust into her ass.

Cattie hiccuped and turned her head slightly to bite the skin of her knee cutely, squeezing her eyes shut as she let out a keening tone, trying her hardest not to orgasm. We were sweaty with effort, both of us breathing hard. The bottle of lube was running low after I’d liberally applied more every once in a while to her ass and my cock.

“Please?” she begged me, her eyes snapping open and boring holes into me. “Please, Robbie, I really need to. I can’t hold it anymore. Please, I don’t want to be a bad girl, I really don’t, but-” she inhaled hard, her eyes going wide.

I drove myself as deep as I could into her and knocked her hands away from her knees so that I could grab her tit hard with one hand while my other went to her throat, pushing her down to the bed and putting pressure on her gently the way she liked as I loomed over her. “Come for me, Catherine. Come for me.”

She sobbed, her entire body stretching as she let go of her slipping grip on her orgasm. Fingers and toes splayed, arms and legs out wide and digging against the sheets. She humped her hips up at me, pussy hot and squishy as it leaked all over my lower abdomen while my cock stirred inside her ass, and she howled her release loud enough that I wondered if the neighbours could hear her. The walls were pretty thick between the townhouses, but I could bet someone walking by on the sidewalk would hear her through the closed windows and might think someone was getting murdered.

“Fuck,” I grunted, deciding at the last moment that no matter how fucking sexy my girlfriend was, and how much I wanted to fuck my orgasm into one of her holes, I also wanted to do right by her kink. So instead of driving myself into my girlfriend’s ass again I pulled out of her and climbed up her body, straddling her chest and pinning her arms to the bed with my knees as I stroked my cock.

It only took three full strokes to erupt all over Cattie’s face, the pleasure I’d been holding back came out almost burning as the release hit me like a wave. Rope after rope of cum splattered across her cheeks, and after the first couple she opened her mouth widely and stuck out her tongue, moaning wordlessly as she continued to shake from her orgasm.

“Cass, baby,” I said softly, shaking her shoulder softly to wake her up.

“M’what?” she groaned, stretching on the couch as she swam back to consciousness. The TV was still on, the menu from the Mean Girls DVD cycling. She blinked and then focused on me. “Oh, hey Tiger,” she said, still a little dreamy. “Bedtime?”

“Almost,” I said, and I found the remote tucked under the blanket with her and turned off the TV before I picked her up in my arms.

“I can walk,” she grumbled and immediately clung to me tighter, clearly not actually wanting to be put down. I just chuckled and carried my fiancee upstairs.

“Did you fuck Cattie good?” she asked me.

“Well, I was thinking you could tell me the answer to that,” I smirked a little. Then I pivoted in the doorway to the bedroom so that Cass could see Cattie kneeling on the floor. My first load was still on her face, and another one was splattered across her chest.

“Only two?” Cass snickered, wiggling slightly as she smirked and perked up, getting down to her feet.

“No,” Cattie chuckled, just as dreamy as Cass had been downstairs. “Four. There’s one in my ass and another in my pussy. I don’t know how he fuckin’ did it, our man is Super-Sex-man”

“Girl, are you dick drunk or what?” Cass laughed as she went to Cattie and ran a finger over her chest, scooping up some cum and bringing it to her lips.

“Maybe a little,” Cattie laughed.

“I was thinking I could take care of cleaning up the bed while you take care of cleaning up my little slut, baby,” I said.

Cass grinned naughtily at me, biting her lip hard. “Are you sure?”

“Entirely,” I assured her. “And while Cattie has been a very good girl tonight, so have you. So she has one last order to accomplish before bed.”

“What’s that?” Cass asked, knowing full well what was coming.

Cattie grabbed Cass’s panties - all she was wearing on her bottoms after taking her pants off downstairs while either listening to us fuck or watching the movie - and pulled them down her hips as my black-haired girlfriend licked up my violet-haired fiancee’s thigh. The answer was pretty clear.

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