Title Page
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Catherine’s Dream
by Tina Gray
ISBN: 978-1-945648-49-6
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Copyright ©2017 Tina Gray
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Prologue
Catherine, “Cat” to her friends, was in her favorite place in the world, underneath Henry with him deep inside her, thrusting his massive cock into her repeatedly. She felt her orgasm building stronger and stronger as he ravaged her body with lust and strength that almost split her apart. She didn’t even hear her own moans and screams as he fucked her unmercifully nor did she feel his teeth sinking into her neck and shoulder as he added pain to the extreme pleasure he was giving her.
She didn’t notice when he swelled inside her as she clenched his member with her strong vaginal muscles. She was close to cumming and passing out at the same time. She didn’t feel him throbbing inside her as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. The bliss caused by Henry fucking her as only he could do it, overpowered her senses.
He thrust deeply into her once again, but this time he blew a massive load deep in her pussy. She felt the power of her own orgasm explode in her brain and throughout her entire body. Her pussy clamped down on his cock and held him deep inside her. He pulled back a little and then thrust into her again, unloading another massive shot of cum in her. With each ejaculation, she came until they both collapsed in each other’s arms, totally fucked out. He slowly receded from her pussy until he was out of her. The familiar warm feeling of satisfaction spread over her and she held him close in the throes of afterglow. It was the best sex she had ever had!
He surprised her when he did something he had never done before. He rolled to his side, got out of bed, and dressed.
“Where are you going?” she asked. They usually stayed in each other’s arms until the flames arose again and they could resume their passionate encounter. Henry could go for at least three times and she was more than willing to accommodate his desires.
He was silent and didn’t answer her question. She lay there in bed, watching him dress and when she realized he was leaving her, she moved to the side of the bed, his cum streaming out of her love hole as it made a huge wet spot, and reached out for his arm to turn him around so she could see his eyes. He pulled away and finished buttoning his shirt.
By then, Cat knew something was horribly wrong. She had no idea what had happened. When he finished dressing, he left the bedroom and headed into the kitchen. She went after him.
“Henry, where are you going? What’s wrong?” she asked. He ignored her and kept on walking.
“Put on your clothes and come into the living room. We have to talk,” he finally said to her. She did as he told her and dressed after having toweled off most of his ejaculate which was still flowing out of her pussy and down her legs. She knew she would ruin her panties if she put them on so she went commando under her jeans. She slipped on her blouse and followed him. He was sitting on the couch sipping a glass of water.
“Ok, Henry. What’s this all about?” she implored. “We usually do it two or three times. Why did you get up after only once? You have not satisfied me yet and I know you haven’t finished either. Come back to bed and let’s do it again, right now!”
He put down his glass and stood up. He was a head taller and she had to look up to see his eyes. A terrible frown covered his face as he stood before her. She tried to put her arms around him, but he wouldn’t let her. He pulled away again.
“That’s not going to happen,” he told her, “ever again!” He emphasized the “ever again” part. She drew away from him, put her hands on her hips and lashed out at him.
“What do you mean?” she shouted at him with indignation and alarm. “We just had the best sex ever and you don’t want to do it again?”
He turned his head to one side and would not look at her, then took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
“There is a lot you don’t know about me,” he said. “Yes, we have great sex, but that’s not enough.”
“We don’t have sex or make love or anything like that,” she replied. “We fuck each other’s brains out.”
“That’s what I am talking about,” he turned back to her. “I want more than fucking.” He ducked his head and paused for a moment. Cat kept quiet, bad feelings building inside her. Her anxiety turned to anger, and instinct told her something awful and unexpected was happening. He turned away again.
“We cannot see each other anymore,” he suddenly blurted out. “It is over between us.”
She gasped. She didn’t love him but he was amazing in bed. She didn’t want to lose that, even though much was missing that should be there between a man and a woman. She loved sex and she loved fucking a man who really knew how to do it and had the equipment to pull it off.
“Do you mind telling me why? I have given you my body to do with as you wanted and I have let you get your rocks off in me whenever you wanted. I am here, in your apartment for the umpteenth time for that. You can’t tell me that you haven’t enjoyed every minute of it.” She grabbed his arm forcefully this time and turned him around so that he was looking at her. He tried to turn away again.
“Look at me, asshole!” she insisted. “Look me in the eyes and tell me what is going on here, dammit.” She held him by both shoulders so he could not look away again. He gave in.
“Ok. I’ll tell you. I am going back to my wife and kids,” he said. “I never should have left them.”
“Your wife and kids?” she asked him incredulously. “You’re married?” She couldn’t believe her ears. He had never told her. “Why didn’t you tell me, you bastard? You are married?” she asked again.
“We are separated and I didn’t think it would matter,” he lied with a straight face.
Now Cat knew why sometimes he was unavailable to her and realized that she had been fucking a cad for all these months.
“Wouldn’t matter?” her voice was biting and accusatory at the same time. “How could you think that?” She was indignant and had every right to be. “How could you do this to me, or to your wife for that matter? You have a great cock and you know how to use it, but all I see now is this six-foot-tall dick that is you, Henry. You are the worst scumbag I have ever met, damn you!” She was getting hot under the collar and seeing red. Her nickname was “Hell Cat” and that personality took over.
Then he made a terrible mistake. He reached out to embrace her. She backed up a step. “I am sorry,” he said and moved toward her again.
She said, “You are not nearly as sorry as you are going to be, ass wipe!!! He made the same mistake again and tried to move toward her. She let him get close enough and then she struck. With all her might, she thrust up her right knee between his legs, hitting home with the first blow. He bent over in pain and she kneed him again, and again. With a cry that can only come from extreme pain, he collapsed in front of her, writhing and holding his crotch as she stepped back from him with total satisfaction on her face. Her self-defense classes finally paid off.
“I hope you really enjoy going back to that poor woman who has the extreme misfortune to have married you,” she shouted at him as she picked up her purse and slid on her shoes. He was in too much pain to hear what she was saying. “I hope you get what you deserve, you wimp, you less-than-a-man. I am out of here!” She left him there on floor not caring how badly he was hurting and deservedly so as she opened the door and made her exit without another word. Not even a “Goodbye, asshole.” She went down the steps to her car, got in, and drove off, never to see him again. That episode in her life was over. She shed one little tear and floored the accelerator in her new Dodge Challenger Hellcat, getting out of there as fast as possible, never to return to Henry and his lies, never to even think of him again. Good riddance!
Chapter One
Manny’s Pub
Pissed off does not come close to what Cat Heller was feeling! The asshole who dumped her pissed her off. That she had bought into his bullshit and fallen in love with his big cock pissed her off. The world in general, and men specifically pissed her off. Her anger boiled over. Nothing can help a girl get over something such as that like a muscle car. Her new Hellcat was just the ticket, with its seven hundred plus horsepower, a six-speed manual transmission, and all the technology that went with a car like that. It was midnight blue metal-flake, and she named it “Blue Streak.” The leather interior was soft and plush. She specified no racing stripes for the car when she ordered it, and it made her wet between her legs when she drove it. On its twenty-inch custom wheels, it was very fast!
She wanted a martini in the worst way. Luckily, her favorite bar was around the corner from her townhouse and her best friend forever, Madison, was always ready to go out and party. Madison, or Maddie as she was known was an artist. Her work was very popular in modern art circles as she was quite good.
Cat parked Blue Streak in her garage and walked the short distance to Manny’s Pub. Here she was again, in a bar, alone, and doing what she had to do to get over yet another man. Cat was gorgeous, although in an understated way. Her auburn hair flowed past her shoulders and down her back, to her waist. Her warm, big brown eyes might have been her most notable asset if it were not for her slim figure and sexy body. Even though she usually wore very little makeup, she turned heads wherever she went. As a freelance photographer, she traveled often and had the wherewithal to do it in style. Her main photographic interest was classic/muscle cars and their owners, in exotic settings. She, too was quite good at what she did.
On the day of her college graduation, majoring in journalism and photography, her parents died in a horrible traffic accident on their way to the ceremonies, leaving her three million dollars in life insurance, a well-balanced portfolio of stocks and bonds, and a country estate, which she sold to buy her townhouse in Dallas. At twenty-seven, she wanted to be around people and night life since she was single and alone and still missed her parents terribly. Spending all her time in the country did not appeal to her.
She called Madison and they agreed to meet at Manny’s. It was a nice evening, but “Hell Cat,” was still steaming. She took a seat at the bar and ordered a gin martini, up, with a twist, her go to “get over this asshole” cocktail. Before she finished it, Madison walked in the door and took a seat on the stool next to her.
“That was quick,” Cat said. Maddie had wheels, a nice Camaro, but she preferred to take alternative transportation most of the time. She lived there all her life and knew how best to get around.
“Yeah, I guess so, girlfriend,” Maddie replied. “I was taking a little ride to the mall with Uber and changed my destination. Having a drink with you is much more important. Anyway, we were only a couple of blocks away when you called.” She changed the subject.
“Gin martini, huh? Ok, Cat, what’s happened now?” Maddie knew something had to be up for Cat to go straight to the martinis. She knew her friend well.
“What are you having, Maddie?” Mack, the bartender asked. Both girls were regulars at Manny’s and Mack took excellent care of them. He was handsome and had a great smile.
“I’ll have what she is having, but on the rocks, please, Mack,” she replied.
Cat drained the rest of hers in one gulp and put the glass on the bar for another. “Make them both,” she directed. He did and put them on the bar, one up and one on the rocks.
“Here’s to hot cars and sexy men,” Cat toasted.
“I’ll drink to that,” Maddie raised her glass to her friend. “Prosit!”
Manny’s was quite busy that weekend night. It was a popular place in this part of town and the clientele was more upscale than most watering holes in the area. Singles, both male and female, couples, and larger groups all were there. Cat and Maddie liked to sit at the bar rather than a table, so they could see the other patrons and the patrons could see them. Maddie was also single and quite a looker in her own right. She kept her blonde hair at shoulder length and made herself up very tastefully to highlight her eyes and plush, full lips. They made quite a sight when they were together, and attracted a lot of attention from both guys and gals. Sometimes it was difficult for them to be by themselves and enjoy each other’s company. They always generated no limit of admirers, especially among the men. Both enjoyed it!
They took another sip of their drinks, no chugging this time, and Maddie asked again, “So why the martinis, Cat? Sounds like man trouble.” She was very observant.
“It’s over with Mr. Big Dick,” Cat explained “He is going back to his wife and children.”
“Wife and children???” Maddie expressed her disbelief. “Did you know he was married?”
“It was news to me,” Cat answered. “And he was such a great fuck! I really loved his cock and the way it felt deep inside me.”
They raised their glasses again and clinked them together. “Well, here’s to the next big dick in your life!” Maddie said.
“I’ll drink to that,” Cat agreed. “Are you talking about the sex organ or the person?”
“The sex organ, of course,” Maddie clarified. “You have had enough dickheads in your life lately. You don’t need another one.” They both laughed, feeling the gin starting to do its magic.
“Where is your baby?” Maddie asked.
“You mean Blue Streak? He’s in the garage. I parked him and walked over here,” Cat answered.
“Clever idea,” Maddie agreed. “Mack, another round here, please.” It only took him a minute to make them.
Cat accepted hers and took a swallow. “How did you leave it with Henry?” Maddie asked after doing the same. Cat smiled and chuckled. It was beginning to seem funny to her.
“I left him writhing on the floor in immense pain. He won’t be able to walk for a week,” she smirked and almost spewed gin over them both as she laughed at how she had left him. At least she hadn’t lost her sense of humor. “He deserved much worse! I guess he will have to find another pigeon to take to his secret apartment.”
“I thought you said he was going back to his wife,” Maddie remembered.
“Ha! That snake? I would bet he has another piece of ass, and I know it’s not his wife. He is too much of an asshole to do the right thing by anyone,” Cat told the truth. “We usually did it two or three times whenever we got together. This time he got up and started to dress after once. Not only did he piss me off totally, the bastard left me horny as hell! And I did so want that big cock in my ass tonight. Oh, well. I guess I’ll have to be satisfied with my toys.”
“If he sleeps around, Cat, how do you know he didn’t leave you a present?”
“You mean a baby or an STD?” Cat asked.
“Something like that,” Maddie confirmed.
“I am on birth control and I get tested regularly,” Cat explained. “He hasn’t given me anything so far, but count on my seeing my gynecologist the first of next week.” I need to get ready for the next Mr. Big Dick.
“If we keep drinking like this, you will be in no shape for anything,” Maddie chided her. They finished their drinks and ordered two more. They were feeling no pain.
“I need to visit the little girl’s room,” Cat was getting uncomfortable.
“Me, too,” added Maddie. “Watch our seats will you Mack?”
“Sure thing, ladies. Hope everything comes out all right,” he joked. They giggled as they went toward the restrooms holding each other up. Neither of them was watching where they were going and they hadn’t gone far when Maddie bumped into a guy who was also not paying attention to where he was going as he looked around the bar. It was not a serious collision, but when Maddie looked up at him, her mouth dropped open and she couldn’t find anything to say other than, “Ah, excuse me.” The guy looked down at her and gave them both a big smile showing them the whitest teeth either of them had ever seen.
“It’s quite all right,” he said, here let me help you,” and he steadied Maddie as she recovered her composure. Cat could only stare at him. He was gorgeous! Tall, about six feet, four inches, with sandy hair and green eyes. His muscular build added to his appearance and the girls both could see he worked out. He wore black jeans with a stylish white shirt and a black leather vest, unbuttoned and hanging loose.
“Thanks for helping us,” Maddie said. “My name is Madison, but I go by Maddie. This is my BFF Catherine, and she goes by Cat.”
“It is very nice to meet you. Now if you will excuse me?” He let them go on their way. No name, nothing else. They scurried to the restroom, smitten by the handsome stranger, and very ready to use the facilities. They finished and returned to the bar where Mack had made them fresh drinks. Mr. Gorgeous must have left, and they were disappointed not to see him.
“Mack, did you see that guy we were talking to?” asked Maddie.
“You mean the one you ran into and kept you from falling on your backside?” Mack kidded with them.
“That’s the one. What a hunk!” she exclaimed. “Do you know who he is?”
“I have seen him in here a couple of times, never alone, but that’s about it,” Mack explained. “Why do you want to know, as if I have to guess?”
“Oh, no particular reason,” she responded.
Cat hadn’t said a word since their encounter with the stranger. She finally chimed in, “The guys all get more handsome at closing time.”
“It’s not even close to closing time yet,” Mack commented.
“Then it must be the martinis,” Cat remarked.
“Yeah. Must be,” Mack answered and went to wait on another customer.
“That guy was gorgeous, Maddie,” Cat allowed. “He probably knows it though.” Let’s let it go, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Still,” Cat said, “I would love to meet him. Surest way to find out.”
“Then, you are over Henry?” Maddie asked.
“Henry who?” was Cat’s answer.
“That my girl!” Maddie encouraged her. “Now let’s have some fun.”
Chapter Two
Return of the Stranger
The girls lightened up the mood, started smiling and laughing, and the guys came flocking around them. Two very attractive women, sitting together at the bar, no dates, no companions, is a magnet for unattached men. First was John, not unattractive, but not a heart throb either. He offered to buy them a drink and they accepted. As others came to talk with them, their bar tab disappeared. Mack had a huge smile on his bartender face as he watched them interact with potential suitors. Gradually, a group formed around them consisting of both guys and girls. A party ensued.
Before long, a platter of buffalo wings appeared, courtesy of Alan. Cat and Maddie found they were very hungry. More food followed. The girls felt better after having eaten and slowed their consumption of the martinis. They were having a wonderful time and getting a lot of attention. Manny’s had a reputation for being a very friendly place. The evening wore on and it started getting late. The crowd was thinning out.
As the girls were about to call it a night, they heard a voice behind them. “Hello again, Maddie and Cat. You look like you’re having fun.”
They turned toward the voice to see who it was, and standing there between them, was no other than the handsome stranger, with his sandy hair, white shirt, black leather vest, and black jeans. And, of course, his radiant smile. The girls were speechless. Maddie swooned and held on to the bar to steady herself. Cat almost fainted. What a surprise for them both! They recovered quickly, though.
Maddie uttered a sigh and said, “Hi.” Since she didn’t know his name, that was all she could say. His smile was still beaming. He went on.
“I owe you two an apology,” he said. “I was very rude to you earlier, not even introducing myself, and I wanted to meet you both again when I was not totally preoccupied. My name is Sam, Sam Worth, and I am much more together now.”
Maddie offered her hand and he took it in a firm handshake. “Very nice to meet you Sam. You obviously remembered our names. How are you doing?” Cat turned back to the bar and her drink. Maddie could handle this, she thought.
Sam wouldn’t let her get away with that. “Hello, Cat,” he addressed her.
She muttered a reserved “Hello” over her shoulder and gave him a little smile, then turned back to the bar. She didn’t want to deal with him given the events of the afternoon and evening. Maddie felt the opposite. She glowed in his presence.
“Won’t you join us?” she asked. The stool next to her was unoccupied. He accepted her invitation and sat down. “What brings you to Manny’s, Sam?” she asked. Not a very original question, thought Cat. That was Maddie’s unimaginative way to begin a conversation. Cat had heard it before and did her best to look uninterested. She took another sip of her drink.
Sam answered Maddie’s question. “I have been here a few times, but never really had the chance to check it out. People say it is a fun place, and I can see that it certainly is. How about you guys?” Cat thought he was being evasive.
Maddie did not refer to the real reason they were there, rather she said, “We two girlfriends like to go out together from time to time, and we like Manny’s. Mack is our favorite bartender, and he takes excellent care of us.” Mack was listening to them and smiled when she said that. “Are you a single tonight, Sam?” The martinis were lowering her inhibitions and raising her curiosity.
“I am now,” he replied. “I was with someone earlier, but not anymore.” Cat seemed to see a parallel in their situations. She took her cue and re-engaged in the conversation.
“I am glad you came back, Sam,” she said with a bewitching smile. “Would you like to have something to drink?”
“Yes, I would,” he answered. “Only one, though. It is getting late.” Cat summoned Mack. “What’ll it be?” she asked him. Sam refocused his attention on Cat, much to Maddie’s chagrin. He moved back behind them, between the two.
“Makers on the rocks with a splash, please.”
Cat thought to herself, “He knows his whiskey and he is polite, too.” She was becoming intrigued by this handsome man. “He likes Maddie, though, and there is no way I am getting involved again this soon.”
Maddie felt Cat’s interest in him and got his attention again by putting her hand on his shoulder and turning him back towards her. She looked deeply into his bright green eyes and gave him a smile that would have melted an iceberg. He smiled back at her. She moved her hand from his shoulder to his cheek and leaned up and kissed him there. “That was for those gorgeous eyes,” she explained.
“Why, thank you Maddie. It’s great to be kissed by a beautiful woman, even if it was somewhat unexpected,” he complimented her, not phased in the least. He was not bashful around the ladies at all. “Now it’s my turn,” he said as he bent down and kissed her full on the lips. It was a sweet kiss, not sexual at all, and Maddie enjoyed it immensely. She loved attention. Mack took it all in with a smile and a shake of his head. Cat could feel Sam’s allure as he captured Maddie’s heart and mind. She was going all out for him, Cat knew. She resumed her indifference to both the man and the scene.
“That was nice,” Maddie told him. “We must explore things further sometime.”
“I would like that,” Sam said. “Maybe another time?” He finished his drink and put the glass on the bar. “For now, I must go. It has been great meeting you both and I am sure I will see you again.”
“I hope so,” Maddie said as she slipped her card into his hand. “Call me and we can get to know each other better.”
“Thanks, Maddie. I will. Goodbye, Cat,” he turned toward her as he spoke.
“Goodnight, Sam,” she responded and extended her hand to him. “I enjoyed meeting you.”
He took her outstretched hand, but instead of shaking it, he raised it to his lips and kissed it lightly while giving her a big smile and peering deeply into her eyes. She melted inside and turned away from him so he wouldn’t see. He also gave Maddie a smile as he walked to the door and left the bar.
Maddie asked Cat, “Can you believe him? What a guy!”
Cat smiled and didn’t say a word. They finished their drinks.
“It is time to get you home, girlfriend,” Maddie saw. “It was quite a night.”
“It was quite a night!” Cat agreed. “Walk me home, Maddie,” Cat said as she stifled a yawn. “Why don’t you stay with me? I don’t really want to be alone.”
“Ok,” agreed Maddie. “The way Sam got my juices flowing, I could use a good night kiss and someone to cuddle, even if it is my best girlfriend instead of him.”
“I would like that, too, lover. We will certainly sleep well after all of this,” agreed Cat. They said goodnight to Mack with a big “Thanks, Mack,” and took the short walk to Cat’s place.
When they got there, they felt worn out and all they could do was wash their faces. They embraced, shared a long, soft kiss, and went to sleep in each other’s arms. Their sleep was deep and when they woke, they shared a goodbye hug and another kiss before parting. They both had smiles on their faces.
Chapter Three
At the Car Show
The next week passed quickly for Cat, even though she was constantly horny. She liked having sex on a regular basis, and in her new situation that was not happening. Driving her fast, blue car helped, except that when she drove it, she was constantly wet between her legs. It was even worse because she wasn’t getting any sex at all. She wasn’t the kind of girl who slept around so her choices were virtually non-existent. Most men didn’t excite her sexually anyway.
At least she could stay busy working to stave off the boredom. The photo shoots went well, and she got some great shots of some great cars. She spent evenings building her portfolio of the week on her computer and printed out several of her best shots. Her new hi-def printer created beautiful images and she admired her successes while removing any failures that happened. There were very few of the latter. She was very proficient with her cameras, and had studied automobiles extensively so that she could create quality images of her favorite subjects.
By late afternoon, she had finished for the day. It was Friday and Maddie had gone out of town for the weekend so Cat settled in for the evening. She picked up some sushi and a hunk of tuna at the local market, and made a salad after opening bottle of pinot grigio. Even though she had no companion, she made it all look very nice. She liked spoiling herself when the occasion arose and planned to take it easy that evening. A soak in the hot tub would be good for her as well. She wanted to relax for the huge car show starting the next day. Of course, she would be there hoping for some great shots. Car enthusiasts were interesting to her and could be a lot of fun. She really enjoyed talking cars with them, and was as big an enthusiast as anyone.
The next morning, she left early in her Hellcat with her cameras and other equipment. She had a variety of lenses, filters, camera mounts, and tripods to maximize the quality of her images. She was ready for about anything including the cars, their owners, and the settings where the cars would park. Once she had everything organized, she checked again to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything. The Challenger had plenty of room, especially with the rear seat folded down. She had to be careful not to damage anything with her driving on the way so she kept it within legal limits. That was not easy for her to do.
The show was in Fort Worth and she arrived as the first drivers were parking their vehicles. She had reserved a place for Blue Streak and backed into her assigned space. The adjoining vehicles had not arrived yet. The spaces were wide so she didn’t have to worry about door dings or having enough clearance to get good photos. She made sure she was in the middle of her space and killed the big engine. With her digital camera in hand, she started her adventure for the day. Her primary interest was classic muscle cars with great paint jobs. Her equipment was top quality and could resolve and capture any color. She also knew how to make metal flake really pop. Interiors were her specialty and she could do wonders with decked out engine compartments. The chrome and polish really caught her eye.
People shots were also important to her, especially the children. She had some precious shots from earlier shows and would keep her eyes open for the little cuties. In all, her work was intense, but she always made some time to chat with the owners. It was going to be a busy day, and she loved her work.