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Co-Operative
Cathy
Chapter Five
Cathy uttered a long, shuddering sigh and
slumped down, her cheek resting against the older man's softening organ, a pool
of semen draining onto his groin from the corner of her slack-lipped mouth.
Afterwards the two academics were gentle and
kind to the girl they had so cruelly abused. They gave her another drink,
helped her dress and by the time she left, Cathy believed that what had
happened was her own idea. But she yearned to be intimate with Miro. She couldn't
get rid of the guilt she felt for letting her professors have her and not
letting her boyfriend do the same.
As she left the professor's house Cathy
didn't really want to go home. She wanted to be with Miro... as if she could
make amends for taking pleasure from what the two professors had done to her. God. What if she was pregnant? The Dean had not used any
protection and it felt like his semen was sloshing around up in her belly. Oh
God. What could she do?
Miro was following his girlfriend... or
ex-girlfriend would be more accurate. Even if he hadn't seen her get fucked he
would have known, he thought. Just from the way she walked, as if she still had
cocks up in her cunt and her asshole. What a slut. Thank God he found out in
time.
Cathy felt the slimy wetness on her thighs as
gism leaked from her tender vagina and her equally tender rectum. And then she
knew what she had to do. She had to give herself to Miro. Then, if she was
pregnant, she would say the baby was his even though she wouldn't know for sure.
She changed direction and headed for Miro's apartment.
It took only a couple of minutes for Miro to
guess where the girl was headed. He even guessed the reason. The bitch is going
to let me fuck her and if the professor knocked her up she'll pretend it's my
baby. Damn! What a bitch she is.
After being taken so roughly, Cathy looked
forward to Miro's somewhat wimpish behavior. She'd probably have to lead him
because she thought he was probably a virgin. She tightened the cheeks of her
ass with the tingling remembrance of having the professor's cock in there.
She'd ended up liking it. Just like she'd got pleasure from
servicing the Dean with her mouth. Would Miro like that too?
Walking behind her, in the light from the
streetlamps Miro was able to watch the way Cathy walked. Yes. It showed. If he
hadn't seen her getting screwed he'd have known anyway, he thought. He was
finished with her but he wanted to humiliate her just like her obscene acts
tonight had humiliated him. He'd fuck her too.
By the time Cathy got to Miro's apartment she
had an ache in her loins, a soft desire to make love to Miro and to be made
love to, gently. Would he be happy when she told him he could have her? She'd
have to be careful. If she was too forward he might be suspicious. She rang the
doorbell.
"I don't think he's home," Miro
said softly and Cathy jumped, startled by his voice.
"Miro! Oh my! You surprised me. I know
it's late but I just wanted to see you."
"I'm glad you came. I was just out for a
little walk. A very interesting one. Someday I'll tell
you all that I saw. But tell me, how did your meeting with Professor Kaspar
go?"
"Oh, it was OK. He says that if I work
hard I'll be OK for Grad school. It wasn't much, really. Don't know why he
wanted to see me."
"These academics are strange, I
guess." Miro smiled as he spoke. "Maybe Kaspar had ideas and then
changed his mind?"
"What do you mean ideas?"
"Professor Kasparnova,
he's called. Maybe you can guess what kind of ideas that means."
"Oh Miro... don't be silly. He's old.
And he's a professor. He wouldn't be like that."
They were in Miro's apartment and Cathy
turned toward her boyfriend, looking up at him expectantly. Her full lips were
slightly parted and suggestively she traced their red outline with her pink
tongue.
"I don't know about that, Cathy. I've
heard that he and the Dean have a stable of Co-eds they enjoy together."
Miro patted Cathy's firm, round ass as he drew he close for a kiss.
"You don't really believe that, do
you?" And Cathy tilted her face to his, her mouth opening as his lips
covered hers and she sucked his tongue inside.
"I heard it from a good source. He
actually watched them with his girlfriend ... but they didn't know he was
watching."
Cathy felt her well-stretched cunt twitch
with the memory of what she'd done with the professors. She was still feeling
really horny, even after the way her professors had treated her in that room.
Had they actually done that to another girl? Shame washed over her as she
remembered how she'd responded. But Professor Kaspar acted as if she belonged
to him, tit and pussy, body and soul. He'd probably seen how bored she was with
Miro. And it was true. When the Dean had slipped his big, hard cock into her
body she'd lost her innocence and became a slut. Thank God that Miro never saw
how she'd behaved.
Would Miro be able to taste the sperm that
she'd had in her mouth? The girl was afraid for a moment but when his kiss
continued she relaxed. His hand was at her waist, moving under her clothes.
Yes, it was working. But she had to act normally.
"Miro," Cathy said with a fake
whimper, "Don't get ideas. We can't... you know... it's not safe."
But she co-operated with his gentle assault and spread her legs apart to give
him access to her pussy.
Miro knew then for sure that she wanted to
trap him. She'd never let him get this far this quickly before. He easily
buried three fingers in the cum-greased softness of her faithless cunt.
"My God, Cathy... you're so wet!"
"I... I'm embarrassed Miro. I was... I
dreamed about you... that you were... you know... doing it... and I... I used
my fingers."
"Is that all you used, darling? It feels
so big there, like you used a cucumber," and roughly he slipped a fourth
finger inside and got his thumb on her clitoris. "Will you come to bed
with me?"
"Oh Miro... I shouldn't but... oh
darling, I want you so much. Will you be gentle with me?"
Miro didn't reply,
he just guided her to his bedroom, still holding her by her cum-sodden pussy.
With his other hand he helped her disrobe and dropped his pants and shorts to
free his throbbingly erect penis.
"It's so big, Miro," Cathy
whimpered as she sprawled back on the messy bed. "Are you sure it will
fit?"
"Your cunt is so well greased that a
telephone pole would fit. You're a bitch Cathy. A bitch and a slut and we both
know it." Miro mounted his girlfriend for the first time ever and hooked
his elbows under her knees to lift her legs high and open her to his assault.
"What? Why? Why are you talking to me
like that, darling?
"I know what you did tonight. I've heard
what Professor Kaspar does... how girls do things for him and the Dean... to
get marks." Miro looked down at Cathy as she lay with her legs held high
and spread apart, her fat, wet cuntlips gaping. As he lowered his hips,
directing his rigid tool to the beckoning slit he remembered how this little
slut had squealed when the Dean skewered her with his mammoth cock. The memory
sent a surge of obscene lust coursing through the young man's loins and he
looked pridefully at his own organ. Not as thick as the Dean's but longer...
and younger. He'd make this bitch regret that she'd spread her legs for those
old men.
"Was it as thick as your wrist, bitch?
Was the Dean's dong that big?" Miro slid in easily and the fact that her
passage was greased by another man's gism sent another obscene thrill through
him, "Damn, you're wet. Am I fucking a wet deck? Is that why you're so
loose and sloppy?"
"Nooo... Miirooo noooo," Cathy wailed in heartbroken dismay.
"It's not... I never... I wouldn't," but, despite her mental anguish,
the feel of her boyfriend's cock sliding into her for the first time, rubbing
over her clitoris and reaching depths that neither her cousin nor even the Dean
had reached before. How would she convince Miro that his remarkably accurate
speculations were wrong?
"Move that ass, baby. Move it like you
did when the Dean was screwing you. C'mon bitch. Fuck up at me."
"I... I don't know how, Miro... I'm
not... I haven't... I'll try," and bravely the girl began to hump up at
her boyfriend.
"I bet he really made you cum, slut. He
did... didn't he?"
"Nah... hanh...
nah... never," the girl panted as her lover pounded her without mercy.
"Did the professor fuck you up the ass,
Cathy? They say that's what he does." Miro withdrew from his girlfriend's
steamy twat and looked at her anus that her leg-high position made easily
accessible. The little, brown circle was not a puckered target with a tiny,
black hole at the centre. It was wet from the juices that flowed from the
girl's cunt and it still gaped slightly from being reamed by the professor's
cock. With his hand, Miro directed the bulbous knob of his cock to the nether
orifice.
"Don't... don't say those things, Miro.
Why are you being so awful to me? You can do it... anything you want... I'm
yours Miro... I love you," the girl sobbed, trying desperately to make him
believe that what he was guessing happened didn't happen.
"Damn. I know I'm not the first in here,
bitch," the man grunted as he pushed his cock past the sphincter.
"The professor loosened you up, didn't he? That's OK. Your asshole is
still tighter than your whorish cunt is after the Dean stretched it. You look
sexy lying here with your legs in the air and my cock sliding in and out of
your asshole. I bet you looked sexy when the professor's cock was in you, too."
"Please Miro... it's not true...
nobody... you're the first... I swear it." Oh God. She was lost. He
somehow seemed to know.
"You need this, baby," Miro
grunted. "You need another big ol' cock up the
asshole. Just think what your professor would think if he could see you
now."
"Doohhnnt'tt...
dohhnn't say that," Cathy sobbed and then
suddenly her boyfriend pulled his cock out of her asshole.
"On your knees, bitch," Miro said
harshly as he rolled the girl over and pulled her to a hands and knees
position. "This is how bitches fuck." He drove his cock into her with
a fast thrust, and Cathy cried out, her head whipping up and back. He dug his
fingers into her hips and pulled back a little, then slapped her ass, the sound
a loud CRACK of noise in the small room. She yelped, but as she did stuffed his
boner into her to the hilt. Miro felt her hot, tight guts around his log and
groaned in satisfaction. She'd be tighter next time, he thought, but even after
being assfucked a short while ago and lubricated by the professor's sperm her
rectum was tighter than her vagina.
"OhhH!
Oohhhh! OhhH God! Oohhhh
God!" the distraught, young woman whined.
Miro pulled back a few inches, and then
thrust forward. Cathy gasped and lurched forward. He pulled back again, and
then thrust in sharply. He ground his hips against her ass and then slapped her
again.
"Oww!"
"Yeah!
Yeah!" Miro gasped and
he slid his boner back out of her ass tunnel until only the head remained, then
drove it right back into her. He didn't care if she was his girlfriend. She was
a hot assed, cheating slut that needed to be taught a lesson, and he was going
to teach her before he threw her out.
He began fucking stronger, pumping steadily,
but with growing speed, using the entire length of his cock. Soon he was pounding
it into her, and she was yelping with every hard thrust. He was hammering his
hips into her firm, round ass hard enough to leave bruises, and jerking her
back to meet every thrust.
Cathy's head was bouncing up and down wildly,
and her tits swung and wobbled as he pounded it to her as hard and fast as he
could, getting kind of crazed with the lust and desire inside him. And as he
did this Cathy's distress over what he thought and how he was treating her was
submerged by the hot flood of erotic sensations that were washing over her
body. She began to push her firm hips back at her boyfriend, inviting even
deeper penetration of her cock-stuffed rectum.
Miro felt the girl's response and it made his
aching balls swell even more, and then he picked up the pace, throwing a flurry
of cock-strokes up her tail hole as his balls exploded. He cried out in
elation, burying his cock up her tail, slamming into her so she fell forward
onto her belly.
He fell atop her, his cock still deep in her
guts. He continued to pump, though slowly now, crushing her to the bed as he
ejaculated a hot, sticky load inside her. He groaned and slowed even more,
until finally coming to rest inside her.
He was buried to the hilt in his girlfriend's
tight asshole, and she was groaning and whimpering below him. He rolled slowly
onto his left side, taking her with him, hugging her against him. He stroked
her belly and breasts, then slid his hand down between her legs and stroked his
finger against her clit.
She started whining and humping back against
him almost at once, and in a minute she came again, her asshole spasming around
his softening cock.
"Bet you wish there was more than one of
me," Miro grunted maliciously. "Like tonight when you had two men to
satisfy your lust. Am I right?"
"Miro... please Miro... you don't know
what you're talking about," Cathy sobbed. What did he know? "You know
I love you... and nobody else." As she sobbed out her reply Cathy gave a
teasing wriggle against her lover, hoping she could convince him by
demonstrating her love that way. If only she'd let him have her before tonight
he wouldn't be acting this way, would he? It was as if he really knew what the
men did to her... and thought that it was her fault.
"Now bitch, get me a drink," Miro
ordered as he rolled off the young woman's inert body. "Get me a drink and
then wash my cock."
Slavelike, Cathy went to the kitchen and
poured her boyfriend a plum brandy. Then, her head hanging in shame, she got a
facecloth from the bathroom and washed the man's groin area and especially his
now limp penis.
"I saw you, Cathy. I saw you suck and
fuck those men tonight."
"Miro... oh no... you
didn't," the girl sobbed in alarm and it felt like her heart was sinking
to her ankles.
"Yes I did... I saw that you liked it,
too. Now bitch, suck my cock until it’s hard and then I'm going to fuck you
again."
Tears coursed down Cathy's cheeks as her
boyfriend grabbed her head and pushed it down to his groin. She took his
flaccid organ in her fingers and guided it between her lips and felt it
immediately begin to swell and stiffen.
"That's it, bitch. I saw what a great
cocksucker you are. And when it's hard you're going to get on top of me and
fuck me... and bring me off again." So what if he knocked her up. He'd
still deny it.
A glimmer of hope warmed Cathy's breast as
Miro's cock quickly became erect and hard as steel. Maybe she could make him
forget... or forgive.
Miro released roughly grabbed her between her
legs and then pulled her over on top of his naked body. Puppetlike the docile,
young woman allowed him to move her to an upright position astride him. Without
being told she inserted the bulbous knob inside her sodden fuckwell and sat
down until his cock was buried to the hilt inside her vagina.
"Now ride me, baby. Bring me off."
Miro mauled her breasts and her hips and she took his lead and began to slide
back and forth and up and down and the sloppy clasp of her cum-flooded passage
massaged the invader.
"Bitch!
Whore! Slut! Fuck me," Miro spat. "I'm gong
to cum. Use that cheating cunt to milk me, slut. I'm going to explode.
She held her body up from his chest with hands,
lifting and lowering her greasy pussy over his rigidness. The sloshing sound of
his cock stirring the semen in her pussy made her whimper with embarrassment
tinged with lust. And the excitement she felt was having an effect on her
boyfriend. He mauled her breasts and hips and watched her lustfully as she
excited herself to a fever pitch
"You're so big and I'm so little!"
murmured like a courtesan, shivering with excitement and hoping beyond hope
that she could win him back. She dug her nails along his chest and then she
gave a little cry and felt her body tingle like it'd been hit with a mild bolt
of lightning. She was going to come! Again, after all that had been done to her
tonight she was going to make it again.
"Miiirooo...
Oohhhh do it to me hard... I'm about to flip out!"
Miro rolled her over on the bed. He was
suddenly atop her, snorting like a wild bull. His glistening shaft slid in and
out of her pussy like a wonderful piston made just for her personal pleasure.
She wiggled her shapely hips up and down and rocked them sharply to increase
the friction against the sensitive head of his cock. Miro moaned and snorted
again, holding her firm ass in his big hands as he jabbed and fucked and
plunged. The cum left by her professors squirted out
around the tightened edges of her hole. For an instant she went rigid as the
waves of fantastic pleasure jolted through her. Then she began to squirm like a
speared rabbit, biting her boyfriend's shoulders, hugging him down onto her
until she could barely breathe. He shuddered too. She felt something warm pour
and jet inside her pussy. The warmth spread until it squirted out under
pressure from under the petals that clung to the slackened, stiff meat.
"Uhhhhnnngh,"
Miro groaned, shuddering like a stallion who'd plugged a mare in heat. His cock
went deep, filling the crevices of her body with the rich, hot seed. Cathy let
her boyfriend kiss her, let his tongue slip over her own. She sucked it,
nibbled it with her sharp teeth while his hips kept rolling and plunging. Her
thighs were spread like the wings of a strange bird. She had given her
boyfriend everything she had and he'd taken it too. She gave another whimpering
sigh as her pussy spasmed with one last throb of pleasure.
"Now bitch, get me another drink,"
Miro commanded. Maybe this would work out. Maybe he could use what he'd seen to
control her. Yes, he knew what he'd do. He had friends... older friends... and
they'd like to fuck this pretty, young woman. He went to sleep dreaming about
debauching the woman who, in his eyes, had betrayed him.
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