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At the end of our last installment....

I was amazed to feel my whole body continue to relax until I felt like
an insensate blob of clay. All I could feel was a long stream of urine,
apparently endless, pumping out of my cock and down Cathie's throat.
She swallowed it all, then sucked the last gush of urine out of my cock.
Finally, she licked the last drops off the tip.

When she moved up and snuggled into my arms she said, "I have another
fantasy and it's really gross. Do you want to hear it?"

"No," I said, just before I fell asleep.

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Cathie was her usual sweet self and allowed me several days to recover
from her previous fantasy. On Friday night we met our friends in the
local bar after work, drank a bit, danced a lot and finally wandered
home about 11 pm. It was still July and hot and at this point, I hadn't
quite convinced her we needed an air conditioner.

I walked into the house, down a hallway and into the living room.
I grabbed the remote control and clicked on the television and looked
at the news. It wasn't good. It never is.

I was at "my" end of the couch, to the right, still wearing faded jeans
and a blue dress shirt. I'd already kicked off my loafers so I was also
in sock feet. Cathie tumbled onto "her" end of the couch. This night
she was wearing black slacks and a silky red blouse with ruffles over
her large breasts. I'm not a fanatic about breasts but the red and the
ruffles accentuated Cathie's tits and I watched them bobbing out of the
corner of my eye.

"I have to tell you this fantasy," she said. I looked over at her.
Cathie has a perfect, smooth, white complexion, and a valentine-shaped
face highlighted by large, dark brown eyes and thick, sensual lips.
At this time, her pitch black hair was cut in a straight pageboy cut
that framed her face, kind of like representations of Cleopatra.

Before I met her, I'd always been attracted to short, thin women.
Cathie was nearly as tall as I am, five foot eight or so, and voluptuous.
She had large breasts and wide, wide hips. Just goes to show, I guess,
we fuck with our minds, not our bodies. Otherwise, I wouldn't have given
Cathie a second glance.

"Sometimes when you're away on a trip," she said, "I get horny, laying in
bed at night. Now and then I wonder what it would be like if you didn't
come back, if you dumped me for someone else."

Dutifully, I said, "That'll never happen, Cath."

"I know," she answered. "Still, I fantasize about having this party.
I'm single again and I invite everyone, all my friends and even people I
meet in the bar. I'm not with anyone, I'm just the hostess. I wear that
short, black cocktail dress you bought for me, with the hem way up above
my knees and the low cut top, bare feet and no bra or pantyhose. All I
have on is the cocktail dress and my white, silk panties underneath."

"Very sexy, the black and the white together," I commented.

"Well, I need  new man in my life, don't I?" she asked. "You've left me
all alone."

"Right," I said.

"We have the stereo blasting away and we're dancing and drinking, telling
jokes, having a great time. Probably because you're not there," she said.

"Uh huh," I grunted.

"During the party, I notice a guy named Mack who got invited at the bar.
I don't know him but he asks me to dance a lot and I can tell he likes me.
He has two friends with him, Tony and Steve. They ask me to dance too and
I have a great time, probably because I'm too drunk to think about you."

"Could we cut the disparaging, editorial comments about me?" I asked.
"After all, I haven't left you and I have no intention of leaving you."

"OK," she agreed. "I was just trying to tell you what I feel in my
fantasy, to make it complete. Mack is good looking. He's wearing
jeans and a jean jacket, he's about medium build and he has straight,
brown hair down to his shoulders, with bangs. He's a very intense guy.
Tony is Italian or Greek or something. He's not very tall and he's
thick through the body. Not fat, just heavy. Steve is the Nordic type,
with short blonde hair and blue eyes. He's kind of tall and thin."

Cathie said, "All of them are perfect gentleman during the party, even
though I'm teasing them, playing one off against the other. Anyway,
about two in the morning, most of the guests have gone. The last ones,
except Mack and his friends, leave about two thirty."

I moved over to Cathie's side of the couch, ignoring the television in
the background. "The plot thickens, along with your juices, I'd guess."
I ran my right hand through the ruffles atop her breasts.

"You're a crude boy, Goss," she said. "But you're right. This is the
part of the fantasy where I begin to get aroused. Here I am, alone in
my house with three strangers. Mack asks me to dance to a slow tune on
the stereo and I accept. His strong arms are wrapped around me and his
hard-on is pressing against my pussy and we're barely moving to the
music when I feel fingers on the back of my bare left thigh."

She also felt fingers on her bare left breast, sneaking in through the
buttons on her blouse. My fingertips caressed her soft flesh, found an
erect, rubbery nipple.

"Can I ask you to do something a little weird?" Cathie asked.

"Sure, the weirder the better," I told her.

"Go into the bedroom and get the KY jelly."

A smile crossed my lips as I got up and went to fetch the tube. When I
got back, Cathie was just stepping out of her panties, totally naked.
"Take your clothes off and put some of that jelly on your cock."

As I was doing it, Cathie was arranging pillows on the couch. Two large,
fluffy pillows went to the middle and two went to one end. She jumped
onto the couch face down, arranged pillows under her thighs so she
was kneeling without effort and her large, round ass was pointing up.
Her head rested on the other two pillows.

"I want you to put your cock all the way up my bum," she said. "Don't
fuck it. Just keep still while I tell you the fantasy. I want to see if
I can make us come, just talking."

"Hmmm," I said. "That's sort of unnatural. How am I going to stop myself
from moving? It's sort of like a reflex." I climbed up behind her and
positioned myself between her legs. Upright on my knees, the tip of my
cock grazed her fleshy buttocks and settled in between her ass cheeks.
I grabbed her, one hand on each hind cheek, began squeezing rhythmically.
You could have said Cathie had a fat ass. It was wide and protruding
but it was also perfectly smooth, soft, and round.

"If I can do it, you can do it," she assured me.

Leaving my left hand on her left cheek, I used my right hand to direct
the tip of my cock to her anus.

"Don't mess around," she said. "Just push it all the way in and hold
still."

Cathie pushed back as I was pushing forward and I felt the length of
my cock swallowed tightly by her asshole. I pulled back a bit, just to
enjoy seeing the shaft disappearing between her ass cheeks, into her body.

"All the way in and hold still, she commanded.

After I complied and we moved around a bit to get comfortable, she
continued with her fantasy.

"Where did I leave off?" she asked.

"You were dancing with Mac and he was feeling your ass," I prompted.
As I said it, my cock twitched slightly.

"He has his hand on the back of my bare thigh," Cathie corrected.
"I tell him to stop but I'm giggling as I say it. I tell him Steve and
Tony will see. Mack responds by kissing my neck and putting his hand
right on the left cheek of my bum. He's squeezing my bum and I'm looking
around to see if the other guys are watching. Tony is sitting on the
couch, smoking a cigarette and watching closely. My dress is hiked up
so I know he can see the whole ass end of my panties and Mack's hand,
squeezing my ass cheek. Steve is standing in the entrance to the kitchen,
sipping on a can of beer and he can see too."

While Cathie is talking, I can feel my cock pulsing in her asshole.
Now and then she squeezes it. "Then what happens?" I ask.

"The song ends and Mack lets me go. I'm pretty embarrassed but I'm also
drunk and horny and I think I'd like to go to bed with Mack so I don't
say anything. I brush past Steve and go into the kitchen. I don't know
why, but I start stacking dishes on the counter. Displacement activity,
I guess."

"Suddenly I feel someone standing behind me and there are hands on
each side of my waist and a very hard cock pressed into my ass through
the dress. He starts dry-fucking me through the dress, jabbing his cock
into the crack of my bum and rubbing around in circles, all over my ass.
After a minute or two, I hear Mack in the doorway saying, 'What a slut!'
and I notice Tony is with him. I know it's Steve banging away at my ass.
I feel like I should protest but the cock humping at my bum feels
very good. I let Steve rub against me for awhile."

At this point, my cock was throbbing in Cathie's ass and my hips twitched.
"No," Cathie said. "No fucking. Just hold still." Her ass clamped down
hard on my cock. I steeled myself and held still. I couldn't look down
at my cock in her ass or I was sure I'd come instantly so I stared off
into a dark corner and just listened.

"Eventually I pull away from Steve and, without looking him in the eye,
I walk back into the living room. Tony is just putting on a record he
asks me to dance. I feel like I can't say no, even though I find him
least attractive of the three. The whole album is slow and sexy and I
can see Mack and Steve sitting on the couch. Tony behaves himself for
awhile and I think he's probably shy. He isn't."

"After a few minutes he has his left arm around me and his right hand
on my left tit, rubbing the nipple. Then he puts both hands on my ass
and pulls me toward him. I can feel his hard prick against my cunt and
I'm embarrassed again because he's pulling my dress up at the back,
giving his buddies and good view of his hands wandering over my panties.
I feel like I want to tell him to stop but I don't say anything."

"I need to fuck you," I told Cathie.

"No," she said. "Just wait, Goss. Wait until we both explode."

"Argh," I answered.

She continued, "When the song ends, Tony lets me go and we both stand
there. A new song starts and Mack says, 'My turn.'. He and Tony change
places and before I know it, Mack has me pulled up tight against him.
Immediately, he pulls up the back of my dress and begins massaging my
ass through the silk panties, making sure my back is towards the couch."

At this juncture, I felt Cathie sigh. She pulled slightly away from me,
sliding part of my cock out of her ass. Mesmerized, I watched my cock
emerge. Suddenly she pushed back and held tight. I groaned. Not moving
was almost painful.

Slightly breathless, Cathie said, "So we're dancing for awhile and I'm
getting my bum felt up by this stranger while his friends watch and I just
ignore it. Well, it's hard to ignore but I pretend nothing is happening.
I also pretend not to hear when Tony says, 'Pull her panties down,
Mack.'."

"Sure enough, still swaying to the music, I feel Mack's hands move up to
my waist under my dress and take hold of the elastic top of my panties.
Slowly, in time to the music, he drags them down over my bum and they
drop to the floor and I step out of them. Now my bare ass is pointing at
the two guys. Mack is just holding the hem of my dress up as we continue
to dance."

I jabbed my cock in and out of Cathie's ass a few times before she
clamped down and forced me to stop.

"When the song stops," she continued, "Mack steps back and looks me in
the eye. 'We're all going to fuck you,' he says. Coming partially out of
my sexual coma, I say, 'I only want you, Mack.'. He says, 'Prick teaser.
You've been coming on to all of us all night and now you want to shut
my buddies out. You deserve a spanking. In fact, you deserve three
spankings.' I say, 'Oh, no, please.' and he says, 'Shut up and bend over
that footstool.'. He pushes toward the armchair and the footstool. Like a
dream inside my fantasy, I kneel on the carpet and bend forward over the
footstool. My dress rises up and all of them can see my bare ass again."

"Mmmph," I said, pulling my cock almost all of the way out of Cathie's
ass, then pushing it all the way back in. "That's cheating," said Cathie,
moaning.

"First Mack kneels beside me to my left and flips my dress up over my
back. He slaps me with his right hand, really hard, right in the middle
of my ass. I hear this loud cracking noise and I feel burning. Then,
in quick succession, he slaps my right asscheek, then my left asscheek.
I squeak both times but I don't yell. I can actually feel the imprint
of his palm and fingers on both cheeks, like two brands. I'm mentally
digesting the pain and looking at the front of the easy chair and the
carpet when he says, 'You deserve it, don't you, slut?'. 'Yes,' I say in
a tiny little voice. He slaps my bare bum a few more times, hard enough
to drive me forward into the footstool. Through the pain, I can hear
Tony saying, 'Yeah, look at that fat ass shake. It looks like jello.'
My ass is just burning."

Cathie stopped talking and sort of mewed, like a kitten. Her bottom
started doing slow circles around my cock. "Goss," she said, "I'm not
sure I can stand this much longer. My anus is sending shivers of pleasure
up and down my backbone. It's like you feel when fingernails scratch on
a blackboard but better. A lot, lot better."

I watched her big ass move for a few seconds and realized I was in
control of myself. "If I can stand it, you can," I encouraged her.
Cathie stilled her hips.

"When I'm masturbating, the spanking part of the fantasy goes on for a
long, long time," she said finally. Speaking quickly, she said, "It seems
like Mack spanks me for an hour - or a few minutes. It's hard to tell.
Then they make me take off my dress and I'm stark naked and they're
all dressed. This part is fuzzy, Goss. I have to bend over Steve's lap
on the couch and he feels my bum for a long time, then he spanks me,
very hard. When Steve stops for a second, Tony feels my bum and sticks
his finger up my asshole. At least, in my fantasy I think it's Tony.
Finally, it's Tony's turn and I know my ass is all red already because
the burning covers all of it."

"Tony makes me bend over the arm of the couch with my feet sort of half on
the floor and my face on the couch cushions. He spanks my ass a lot harder
than Mack or Steve. Maybe it's because he's standing up beside me or maybe
because he doesn't ever rest, he just keeps slapping my poor bum and it
sounds like a machine gun firing and it hurts non-stop. After awhile,
I think he's never going to get tired but eventually he stops and sticks
two, then three fingers in my bum. He starts finger-fucking my ass and
despite my tears and the incredible pain in my ass, it feels really good."

Despite all my control and my good intentions, I notice my cock is slowly
fucking in and out of Cathie's ass, of it's own volition.

"Stop," she said. "We're almost there. At least, I'm almost there."

I stopped, even though the blackboard scratching feeling was now running
up and down my own backbone, as if I was a tuning fork that had just
been rapped very hard by a metal object.

"Quick," I croaked. "What happens? What finally makes you come when
you're masturbating?"

"Mack says, 'Let's all bumfuck her.' and Steve and Tony agree,", said
Cathie. "In a flash, I think about getting fucked up the ass three times
by three different guys I don't even know. In a mental flash I know
this isn't going to do my reputation one bit of good around this town.
I struggle but Steve pins me down on the arm of the couch and I can feel
his hard prick digging between my ass cheeks. In spite of my struggles,
his cock pops inside my asshole. Without stopping, he pushes it all the
way up my ass. I'm pinned to the couch and he starts fucking my ass."

"While I'm getting used to the cock reaming my tail," continued Cathie
breathlessly, "Mack asks me, 'Do you like it bitch?' and I cry out,
'Yes!' and Steve continues to fuck me, really hard. My asshole relaxes
finally and it begins to feel really good. Steve jerks around a bit,
then comes in my ass, just I was starting to really get off on it."

"Umm, Cathie, I'm getting close," I said. Pleading, I asked, "Is this
fantasy going to last a lot longer?"

"Tony makes me lay flat on my belly on the couch," Cathie continued,
oblivious to my plea and maybe to me, too. "He lays with his belly on my
back and puts his legs outside my legs. I feel a fat little prick push
through my tightly clenched ass cheeks, slippery with sweat. Eventually
he pushes it into my asshole and begins fucking me. It's not very deep
but it's stretching my asshole and the friction, with my legs closed,
is incredible. I can't believe it but I come like a river. I don't think
Tony notices because he doesn't even slow down. His cock must be a blur,
sliding in and out of my bum. When he yells, he pulls out and shoots
his sperm all over my bare ass. I can feel all the hot splatters."

"Uh, Cathie, anytime," I said.

"Mack makes me get up off the couch and forces me to my knees. First Steve
puts his soft prick in my mouth and I suck it for awhile. Then Tony moves
in front of me and I suck on his cock. Finally, Mack makes me suck him
until he's got an erection. He wipes his prick on my face, leaving wet
streaks. Looking down into my eyes, Mack says, 'Do you want it up the ass
again?' and I look up into his eyes and say, 'Yeah, fuck my ass, Mack.
I want you to fuck me in my ass.'. 'Bend over, slut,' he says."

"I can hear Steve laughing, 'Up her ass, Mack. She really loves it up
her ass.'. At the same time, Tony is saying, 'Hey, Mack, Cathie's got
a sweet bum. Bumfuck her until she can't sit down for a month!'. I bend
over with my head on my arms and stick my ass up in the air. My legs are
spread wide. Vaguely, I notice none of them has even bothered to take
off his pants. They all have their cocks sticking out of the front of
their jeans. I don't care. In a way, it's even exciting, being the only
naked person in the room."

"Can I fuck you now?" I asked Cathie.

"No," she said. "Just wait until we come naturally."

"There's nothing natural about this," I replied laconically. "But I'll
try anything once."

"At long last, the guy I really wanted to fuck kneels down behind me,
between my legs," said Cathie. "Originally, I didn't really imagine him
fucking my ass, but I'm in the mood now and I'm really anticipating a
good assfucking. It's funny, Goss, but I hardly feel Mack's cock go
into my ass. He starts pumping me and I can actually feel his long,
thin penis caroming off the edges of my anus and the walls of my rectum.
I don't know how he ever gets up enough friction to enjoy himself but
eventually he comes up my ass. I don't even feel him pulling it out."

"Then they all leave and I'm left alone," said Cathie. "I'm totally
unsatisfied and I go to bed and masturbate."

I looked down at her wide ass and narrow back, at the curls of black
hair laying on her neck. "That's it?" I ask, incredulous.

"Of course, stupid," she said. "It's you I want up my ass, Goss. It's you
I want to come in me. About three more throbs of your beautiful cock
and I'm going to come."

As I was glancing down at my cock, buried to the hilt up her asshole,
Cathie came violently. Reflexively, she pushed her buttocks back,
then pulled forward for a long time, then rammed back onto my cock.
Unmoving, totally relaxed, totally unprepared, I exploded into her.
It felt something like a firehose blasting away at a burning building.
After a minute or so, I began wondering if my heart could take it,
then decided I didn't care.  I let my mind, my heart, my soul and my
life drain into Cathie's body for a short eternity.

When I came to my senses, she was collapsed onto the pillows and I was
collapsed onto her back.

"Leave it in," she said. "I have another fantasy I want to share with
you."

I didn't hear anything because I was asleep.

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