And Katie Came Too - Sex Stories

And Katie Came Too

... attractive hero and heroine kissed and hugged; then Mary-Ann’s blouse, as if by magic, came undone, quickly followed by her bra. The camera closed in, dwelling lovingly on her perky boobs. ‘Oh Damian...’ Mary-Ann breathed. ‘Oh, Damian, ohhh!’ The script-writer appeared to have run out of inspiration at this point, as for the next few minutes all dialogue was replaced by panting, interspersed by exaggerated moans of pleasure, as Cherie Novak gave a convincing portrayal of a glamorous but definitely over-excited young mum. True to form she quickly lost the rest of her clothes and adopted a series of poses which enabled the viewer to appreciate the finer points of her appealingly plump bottom and shapely thighs, and even get a quick glimpse of what was between them (Annabel Ward loved to challenge the censors, and the TV company had had to make one or two minor cuts). Then it was down to business as the hero buried his face in Mary-Ann’s lap before burying something else there. Now the viewer was rewarded by a full screen shot of the hero’s bronzed, taut bottom pumping away between Mary-Ann’s creamy thighs. Ms Ward was not a subtle director, and it was immediately clear that in her view plot development required that nature should be seen to take its course from beginning to end. Katie watched enraptured, the chocolate bar forgotten in one hand while she tried to restrain herself from breaking Nurse Gemma’s ‘not too often’ edict with the other. However, as the on-screen coupling ...

... became ever more energetic, Katie gave up the unequal struggle. Admittedly in the previous seven days she had slightly exceeded her self-reported four or five times a week, but she told herself that really this, now, was probably just a continuation of what Trigger had done to her, she obviously hadn’t really ‘finished’. Nurse Gemma would understand, if she knew, surely? Katie giggled. ‘I’ll see if I can come at the same time as her’ she said to herself. And indeed, the on-screen lovers were now evidently close to fulfilment, so much so that Mary-Ann even recovered the power of speech enough to gasp, in her rich Deep South drawl, ‘Oh my gosh, Damian, oh, I think I’m gonna come... Oh Damian, you’re makin’ me come!’ Hearing this cue Katie worked harder, but she wasn’t quick enough as a salvo of gasps accompanied by bucking motions signalled that Mary-Ann had foretold correctly. However, when Damian followed suit a few moments later, his rather more restrained manly grunts and groans mingled with Katie’s squeals of delight, and as the picture on the TV finally faded after a last shot of the satisfied lovers sprawled naked on their rumpled bed, Katie was also sprawled naked and satisfied on the settee. The rest of the film went by in a bit of a blur: there were shootings, gun-fights, Mary-Ann with her two cute kids, Mary-Ann sunbathing and swimming (in the nude), more couplings - one showcasing the talents of teen starlet Francesca Lopez on her big screen debut as Damian’s mum’s ...