My name is "Kat" - Sex Stories

My name is "Kat"

... I found myself suddenly lacking interest in my drink and more in the position of Kat’s hand. My cock was trying desperately to get out, but was restrained by my jeans. Kat leaned closer and whispered “I think he wants more than a conversation if you ask me.” I could feel her hand moving over the bulging area and it created a greater urgency for release from its current confinement. I was feeling somewhat uneasy in my current condition and location. I was not uneasy about Kat playing with my cock, just not comfortable with my surroundings. I decided on another beer and it relaxed me just enough that I was enjoying the present company. Once I finished my drink, I again announced that I must go and to my surprise, so did Kat, sighting some paperwork that she needed to finish before Monday the following week. Everyone was three sheets to the wind and ready also to leave; they were waiting for someone else to announce it. Jane, however, noticed Kat’s hand on my cock; I guess I stood up too quickly and Kat’s surprise didn’t allow for removing her hand fast enough from my leg…I and everyone else at the table, heard Jane’s alcohol influenced comment to Kat’s possible activities for the remainder of the evening, “spread’em wide honey, he needs all the room you can give him.” Thank goodness everyone was inebriated and just laughed off her comment. I was thankful that Kat didn’t let that spoil our evening. Jane is a good friend; however, alcohol impairs her common sense judgment; she ...

... is a person that will speak her mind and often at inopportune moments. We did the right thing and called her a Cab, to spite her protests. As Kat and I were leaving, she hooked her arm on mine and smiled…“can we get a bite to eat before we go home?” I thought that to be most appropriate and we stopped at a diner for burgers and fries. Again, Kat sat close to me with one hand on my bulge and occasionally she would moan and I assumed it was a pleasure moan over her new toy that she was so vigorously playing with under the table. At first, we talked about work and then small talk…suddenly Kat got this very serious, and very sober look on her face and bluntly said, “Kev, wanna fuck?” Whew, boy did I ever…after I composed myself, what with the zeal of excitement and desire, I tried to calmly state that I would, but all I could do was stutter, “ye, yessa, ah, I mean I think, what I’m trying to say…”, it was then that she stopped me with her hand on my lips and a giggle and said, “I’ll take that as a yes Kat.” And we made our way to the cars and finally her apartment; although, I thought for a few moments on the parking lot that Kat was going to strip naked and fuck me on the hood of the car…giggle, we were worse than teenagers, what with being so cavalier and carefree as though no one else was around…whew!...maybe the alcohol was still shadowing our common sense…giggle. She managed to work her hand past my belt and grab, with a strong and firm grip, my cock…she kept saying as we ...