Kat gets the cream!

Katrina's warm lips close against yours and her tongue enters your mouth softly probing within. Her body slides against yours; her soft form moulding itself against your harder frame. You feel her large breasts squash pleasantly against your chest. Katrina's legs interlock with yours and her crotch pushes against yours. As you feel yourself harden like a rock, Katrina lets out a soft moan and kisses you harder still.

You begin to stroke her long dark hair, run your hands all over her back and over her shapely ass and thighs. She lifts her leg and slides it up and down yours and she grinds her pussy against your aching manhood until you feel like you're going to explode.

Slow down! Your mind screams at you. This girl is just about the best thing thats happened to you since... well, ever. You don't want to ruin a great night by shooting your DNA all over her tight spandex trousers. Oh God, her tight trousers! That thought alone nearly had you shooting. Slow down! You've got all night.

But then you reason that in fact you don't have all night for this one woman. You have one week. Just one week to get as much pussy as you can cram in (or cram into more specifically). You suddenly realise that if Katrina goes away disappointed you could have another girl up here in half an hour. In fact why even leave the bar. Travelling time is non-girl time.

You slide your hand up inside Katrina's T-shirt. You're not going to make any stupid mistakes and piss her off. But even so, you feel liberated. You don't have to exert any control. Don't even have to ensure she comes first.

Right now there seems no danger of annoying Katrina. As your hand reaches her breast and you begin to caress the soft flesh through the lacey material of her bra, her own hand clamps over yours forcing you to massage her tit with harder and harder strokes. As your other hand snakes round to undo the clasp of her bra you find that her other hand as gotten their first and is frenziedly pulling at the clasp.

The clasp comes apart and you both begin tugging the bra out of the way of her heavenly mounds. You tweak and tug at her already stiffened nipples and Katrina gasps with pleasure.

Then finally Katrina at last breaks the kiss. She looks flushed and horny and she grins broadly at you as in one fluid motion she pulls the dark T-shirt over her head and her large breasts jiggle free.

You take a moment to look her up and down. Long dark hair cascades past naked shoulders. She stands topless before you, large breasts with hardened and pinched nipples, long legs encased in just the tightest pair of trousers you have ever seen.

Then she steps vampishly closer to you again.

"I want to do something extra special for you", she breathes.

And with that Katrina sinks to her knees before you. You close your eyes with anticipation as she slowly opens your fly. You feel the wondrous sensation of an unfamiliar feminine hand reaching into your boxers and wrapping delicate fingers around the length of your straining cock. She pulls it out and you feel soft flesh slide either side of the sensitive shaft.

You look down, straight into Katrina's dark exotic eyes, as she massages the sides of her breasts against your dick and gives you the most magical tit-fuck you have ever experienced.

The beautiful brunette's dark eyes search yours, looking for a sign of approval. All you can do is to grin stupidly down at her.

"I wouldn't normally do this on a first... you know..." she stumbles, "but you've been so good to me, I just..."

The cynic in you wants to laugh out loud. Yeah, right, she wouldn't normally do this. Because dressed like that she must be such a good girl!

But then the thought hits you that maybe she wouldn't normally do this. Maybe she really is a good girl who wouldn't do this on a first date, but the pheromones just overrode all of that. And as far as being so good to her what have you done, really? Chatted her up in a bar, bummed a drink off of her and now you're about to blow your load over her tits.

"That feels absolutely fantastic, honey," is about the best you can manage. But its good enough for Katrina tonight. She smiles and sighs with relief and then continues to rub those heavenly mounds into your cock flesh. You gasp with pleasure as great ropes of ropes of sticky white sperm splatter against her breasts and chin. In a moment Katrina has grasped your cock and is fervently cleaning it off with her mouth. Then as it stops jerking, she rolls back laughing and rubbing your sticky substance into her fleshy globes.