One last morning with Cattie before she finally ends her trip

Waking up to a blowjob was always fucking amazing, and waking up to my raven-haired girlfriend sucking my cock was a bittersweet delight.

“Fuck, good morning, Catherine,” I groaned as I got my consciousness under me.

“Good morning, Master,” Cattie said from under the covers, sliding my cock from her mouth but pressing the shaft to her lips and kissing it. I knew it was her because of the feel of her bountiful tits pressed against my thighs and her hair, longer than Cassidy’s tickling my legs as well.

Still, I wanted to see her, so I flipped the covers off of us and was met by her smiling eyes as she dragged her tongue up the underside of my cock and then wrapped her lips around me again.

“God, Catherine,” I murmured, stroking my fingers through her hair as she shifted her stance on her hands and knees, raising up more to get a better angle of attack. “For someone who was in a lesbian relationship for three years, you’re fucking mindblowing at that.”

She rolled her eyes, still grinning around my dick, and then pulled her lips from it and stroked me with hand slowly. “I was only ‘lesbian’ out of loyalty,” she said. “I’ve always been bi, and I had my fun in college. But it helps a lot that you’re fit, neatly trimmed and have the perfect size cock. And that I love you and want to do my best to make you feel good, because you do your best to make me feel good.”

“Gorgeous, I’m gonna miss you bad,” I sighed.

“I’m going to miss you too,” she said, letting go of my cock to crawl up my body, straddling my waist. She didn’t sit down with my cock in her though, and instead she sat on it, pressing it’s hard length to my stomach and gently grinding her labia and clit against it as she closed her eyes and hummed a warm, throaty pleasure.

I did my part, sliding my hands up her thighs to her waist and starting to massage her with my App-enhanced hands, working my way up her sides to her tits.

“Robbie,” she breathed out. “God, Tiger.”

“Come here,” I murmured, sliding my hands from her tits to under her arms, encouraging her to lean down to me so I could kiss her. She flattened her tits against my chest but didn’t kiss me yet, instead riding her slick pussy lips forward and reached back to notch my cock into her entrance, then sliding onto it smoothly.

“Oh, yesss,” she murmured, turning back to me and kissing me as we both inhaled through our noses.

We made love again. Somewhere in the background I could hear the occasional movement downstairs and assumed it was Cassidy making breakfast. I could have used a little more goodbye-time with her too, but knowing her she’d insisted Cattie get hers since Cass would be back in a week and Cattie wouldn’t see me for at least a month.

Making love to Cattie was like being in a sexual fairground with all the best rides. She was full figured but fit, eager to please and easy to be pleased. She was beautiful and lovely and gentle but dirty and kinky and liked a little roughness. And that wasn’t even when she wanted the actual kinky sex.

“Anything I can do for you?” I asked her at one point, sweeping her hair back from her face. She knew I meant in the Dom/sub department - I hadn’t done a great job on that our first try, though that had been an emotional night on the trip. And since then, other than her teaching us some stuff during our Wild Night, I hadn’t really been ‘Doming’ her.

She shook her head softly, smiling at my offer. “Not this morning, Tiger,” she whispered, nuzzling down to kiss the crook of my neck. “This morning I just want to feel your love, and your hands on every part of me.”

So that’s what I did, massaging every part of her that I could get my hands on as we made love.

We ended much as we had the night before, her laying flat on her stomach and me cradled over her, fucking down into her with slow, strong strokes. Cassidy wasn’t part of it this time though, so she had all my attention and I gave it to her by bundling up her black hair and pulling it off to the side, making her turn her face so that I could kiss her shoulder, neck and jaw as I drilled into her.

“Come in me, Tiger,” she moaned. “Come in me. God, I love it when you come in me.”

That was more than enough to send me over the edge, and I gave her just what she was asking for as I grunted and found that the six hours of sleep we’d got had been enough to recharge me. I flooded her pussy, making her gasp at the warmth of it, and then I let myself press my chest down to her back as she took my weight and hugged my arms under her head like a pillow.

“Amazing,” she said. “I feel so… amazing.”

She started crying. Not sobs like a couple of nights ago when she was processing the Heather shit, just tears, and I knew where she was coming from. We’d found each other in all the chaos of the last week. We’d had each other in our lives before, but it had been wildly different. What we meant to each other, what we felt for each other, had changed so much and now we had to go back to something else while still different. We had to be apart, without knowing when exactly we’d see each other. And it wasn’t just a drive across the city, she was flying away.

So I held her, and softly kissed her skin, and I cried with her a little. Because we were going to miss each other.

When I finally moved, I was already soft and had fallen out of her, and Cattie followed me off the bed.

“Jesus, Master,” she said, scooping a hand between her legs to try and catch the dripping mix of my cum and her juices. “You fire fucking super soaker blasts. Where’s it all come from?” She said it as she walked buck naked out of the room and into the bathroom, and I watched her beautiful silhouette, her bouncy ass, her elegant back and her raven hair glide away from me.

The fact that I was fucking Catherine, let alone in a relationship with her, was still a little stunning to me. The fact that she could so casually call me ‘Master’ as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and at her choosing…

Priceless.

“Come on,” she said, popping her head back out of the bathroom and giving me a curious look as she saw me still standing where she left me. “Cass probably has your breakfast ready already, and we both need a shower. Come let me wash you.”

I groaned and followed my girlfriend to the bathroom. Shock and awe could take a back seat to an offer like that.

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