Henry Goes Down: Origin Ch. 02

Katy reached down between our bodies and gripped my hard cock. "We'll have to do something about this. Again." She rubbed me against her pussy, she squirmed beneath me. "You've more than earned it."
My heart stopped. Was Katy Pratchett about to let me fuck her? I'd never fucked anyone before. Holy shit, my first time was going to be with Katy Pratchett. The Katy Pratchett. The girl I'd longed for. The most beautiful and the coolest girl I knew.
Katy wrapped her legs around my waist, but rather than pulling me into her body, she heaved and rolled us over together until I was lying on my back with Katy above me. She grinned down at me. I still hoped Katy was going to reach back and guide me into her, I burned for it, I could die a happy man tomorrow if Katy Pratchett fucked me, but Katy slid off me instead. She lay sideways alongside me, but the other way, with her face close to my prick. She reached out and grabbed it, and for the second time that evening, Katy took my cock into her heavenly mouth.
What had I been thinking? Obviously, Katy Pratchett wasn't going to fuck me. This was cool, stunning, perfect Katy. She wasn't going to fuck one of her little brother's best friends. But this was still an excellent second best though. Seeing Katy naked was more than I'd ever hoped for. Her sucking me off and letting me lick her pussy still felt more like a dream than reality.
And watching Katy sucking my cock again now was a hell of sight. She moved quickly, she flicked her tongue around me inside her mouth as her lips slid up and down my shaft. Her mouth was tight around me, forming a magnificent sucking vacuum around my prick. To make even better, Katy moaned softly as she sucked me. She stroked one hand up and down my dick in time with her mouth; I groaned as she tickled my balls with her fingertips, as she cupped and lifted them. As Katy sucked me better than any girl my age had.
Fuck, it felt achingly good, it got better and better with each pass of her lips, with each lick, my cock throbbed in Katy's warm, wet, sucking mouth. Her naked body was stretched out on the bed beside me and in the dying light of the day, I could see her clearly still. Her skin was so smooth, it radiated health and vigour. Katy's arms and legs were slender and supple, her breasts heavy but high, her stomach flat. Her thighs were parted as she lay, one knee tucked up closer to her body, the other leg out flat and I could see her flushed, smoot, wet pussy. It was inches from my face.
I wanted to reach out and touch Katy there, but I felt unsure, as if I wasn't allowed to, as if I'd ruin everything if I tried, that'd I'd break the spell of what was happening. But as I watched Katy sucking my dick with enthusiasm, I realised how insane that was. I licked my lips and tasted her on them. I'd just had my face between Katy's thighs. She'd dragged me into her room and stripped naked for me. My cock was in her mouth. Her pussy was bared to me. Why was I holding back?
Katy moaned louder around my prick as I reached out and toucher her, as I traced my fingers gently over her pussy. I touched her there with light strokes of my fingers, I felt how slippery and soft she was. Katy moaned to urge me on, she let her thighs fall open wider for me. I guess I was allowed then.
I traced the shape of Katy's lips, then I slipped a finger into her. She was tight, but so wet it slid into her easily. As I glided my finger in and out of her pussy, Katy shifted her body closer to me so I could move it deeper. Her noises rose up in pitch as I slid a second finger into her.
Just as when I licked Katy, she began to move her hips with me, pressing herself onto my fingers as I pushed them into her. I moved gradually faster until I was fingering Katy at the same pace as she was moving her mouth up and down my prick, Katy moaning in time with me now. She pressed herself onto me with mounting vigour.
My dick felt swollen it was so hard, it throbbed with each beat of my heart as Katy sucked me. Her pussy began to clench at my fingers, the muffled moans she made got my blood pumping hot, god I loved hearing her in pleasure. The sight of her was hard to take too, her pussy was right in my face, I looked down at the sweep of her naked body, I watched her sucking me. I normally lasted much longer after I'd come, but I couldn't hold back my second climax of the evening, it was rising inevitably from deep inside my lower body as I filled with tension and heat.
Katy squirmed closer to me still, her heavenly naked body pressed up against me. She wasn't done though. My fingers slipped all the way out of her pussy as she threw a leg over my chest and slid up to lie on top of me. She wriggled down until her knees were either side of my head, until her pussy was so close to my face she must have felt my breath on it. Katy groaned as I lifted my head to kiss her there.
I'd ever imagined this position could be so incredibly hot. At the same time as Katy was sucking on me, her pussy was in my face, offered to me, all I could see. I kissed Katy eagerly, I lapped at her, I ran my pendik escort tongue over every inch of her pussy, like she'd asked me to before. I reached up and around her thighs and down to spread her lips gently with my fingers so I could get my tongue into her properly. I traced it up and down the length of Katy's soaking cunt, and she pressed herself back into me. But then I touched her clit and she jerked and froze.
Katy lifted her mouth from my dick for a moment. "Not there. I'm too sensitive. Keep licking me though, it feels so fucking good."
I didn't need to be asked twice, in that moment, licking Katy's cunt was all I wanted to do with my life. I flattened my tongue and lapped at Katy like I was licking ice cream, I pointed it and traced the shape of her inner lips, I moved the tip of it close to her clit and around it, but I avoided direct contact. I pushed a finger back into Katy, then a second, I fucked her with them slowly as I explored her soft folds with my tongue.
It was heaven on Earth, too incredible to believe it was really happening, a dream. But as turned on as I was, I took my time to experiment. I listened to Katy's noises, I noted how she responded, I found which touches and places made her press herself onto my face and fingers with more enthusiasm. I found a pace that got her shuddering as she lay above me. I ran my other hand lightly over the backs of her thighs, over her curved, firm buttocks. I held and squeezed her arse and Katy groaned her approval.
I let Katy know how good it felt to be licking her, to be in her mouth too. I moaned with her as she sucked me, although I was smothered by her pussy. I moved my hips too, I pressed up into her mouth each time her lips slid down me, I gently fucked her face as she ground herself onto my mouth and fingers. We got louder together, more urgent, spurring each other on until we were writhing against one other, until I was right on the edge.
I wanted more though, before I came. I wanted to hear and feel Katy lose control again. That had been the best thing I'd ever done. I softened my tongue and flicked it over Katy until I was barely touching her. I licked lower, slowly moving closer to her clit. Katy didn't stop me, so I went for it. I touched the firm bump of her clit with the softest, most delicate of strokes, and Katy shuddered and moaned. She still didn't stop me.
Katy sucked me with an urgency that I knew I wouldn't be able to take for long as I lapped at her clit. But although I was aching to come again, I wanted to make this moment last, to draw it out, to try and get her there with me. I tensed all the muscles in my lower body to hold myself back. I kept my fingers moving quickly in and out of Katy, I guessed it would help to balance out her pleasure, to give her something else to focus on in addition to my tongue on her swollen clit.
She made such fantastic noises as I licked her, I fought as best as I could to hold my climax back. I moved the tip of my tongue quickly back and forth across Katy's clit, so softly I was barely touching her, and something incredible happened. Katy's whole body stiffened above me, she groaned low and deep, louder than before, and my dick slid out of her mouth. I found a slightly quicker speed that made Katy tremble, that got her panting and groaning in a way that made the hairs on my body stand on end.
Katy pressed herself into my tongue to get the pressure she needed; I stuck to that same flickering rhythm, I fingered her in time with licking. Katy started talking again, over and over, like she was chanting. "Yes, yes, yes... lick me... fuck me... like that... don't stop... yes, fuck me, yes... oh god..."
Katy's pussy began to clench rhythmically around my fingers with her groans, she pressed herself onto me harder, and then, for the second time that evening, Katy lost control for me. She started to quiver all over, her noises rose up to a peak, to wonderful high moans, then her climax hit her.
If it had been incredible the first time, the second was mind-blowing. Katy screamed as her orgasm broke, a real high-pitched, ear-splitting, all-consuming yell of pure pleasure. She bucked above me, her cunt squeezed my fingers, she road my face, she utterly used me. It was heaven.
Katy came long and hard and expressively. It rolled through her body in waves that made her shudder and yell, it rose, it peaked, as it began to fall away, Katy took me back into her mouth and at the touch of her lips and tongue I came with her.
I called out, partly to show Katy how hard my climax was hitting me too, partly to warn her. But again, Katy let me come in her mouth. She groaned as it happened, she kept bucking and writhing with the last of her climax as mine took hold of me. She sucked and swallowed and moaned as my come surged out of me. She kept my cock in her mouth, she kept sucking, licking, kissing me until my prick started to soften.
We lay on Katy's bed together as we came back to reality. Katy moved first, she hopped up and stood before me as she pulled escort pendik her clothes back on. "I'll go out first," Katy said. "Then you come out a couple of minutes after me. We can't go out there together, it'll look too obvious."
"OK," I nodded, not really understanding.
Katy must have seen the look on my face. "This is our secret, OK? You can't tell anyone.
"OK, sure." Fuck. I was dying to tell everyone I knew.
Katy came over and knelt on the bed as I sat up. She kissed my face and stroked my hair. "God, I love the taste of my cunt on your lips," she said as she sat back. "You need to clean yourself up though. You're a total mess. You little pussy-licking slut."
I got more of a thrill out of Katy calling me that than I should have.
Katy slid off her bed and turned around and skipped out of her bedroom without looking back at me. I got to my feet, I stood unsteadily and pulled my underwear and jeans back into place. I washed my face in the bathroom upstairs, then headed downstairs and went back outside to join everyone else.
"Where have you two been, huh?" Ruby, one of Katy's friends said as I strode out into the garden, as i took my seat in the circle the two groups of us had formed. She looked at me with suspicion, then over to Katy.
I had no idea what to say, but Katy spoke up. "I was just playing some music for Henry. He's got terrible taste, so I had to show him what real music is. There may be some hope for him yet."
Ruby gave Katy a doubtful look but didn't press the matter. My friends gave me looks that ranged from amazement to jealousy. Even spending half an hour alone with Katy, listening to music, was impressive and desirable enough. They'd lose their shit if they found out what we'd really been doing, if they'd ever believe me. Simon glared at me for longer than the rest. He hated us even looking at his older sister, he clearly didn't like the idea of me being alone with her. He could never find out what we'd actually been up to.
We drank and smoked and chatted bullshit as the summer evening became a warm summer night with a star lit sky. Katy sat a couple of places away from me now, too far away to talk to, but I found myself glancing across at her over and over. She was so fucking beautiful, so perfect. I couldn't believe what had just happened. Katy peeked across at me now and again too. She smiled each time our eyes met, before she quickly turned away. We were silently sharing a secret, but I knew it wasn't going to happen again. Not her, not with me. I'd got supremely lucky, the best ever case of being in the right place at the right time. It'd be a hell of a memory, but nothing more than that.
But then Katy surprised me a second that night.
As it got late, as the gathering split up and all thoughts turned to heading home for the night, I went back inside to pee, for real this time. I went to the downstairs toilet, but as I was coming out, Katy ambushed me again. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into her father's home office two doors away, next to the kitchen.
Katy kicked the door shut behind us; she pressed me up against the wall. She wrapped her arms around me as she kissed me, she gripped my arse with one hand and squeezed me hard. I returned the favour, I kissed her back, I grabbed her firm, full behind and within seconds my blood was surging again, my cock thickening, my body tingling all over.
Katy broke our kiss, but we kept hold of each other. "That's never happened to me before," she said it so quietly it was close to a whisper. "I've never come twice like that. I didn't even know I could."
I felt a rush of pride, but I felt a bond with Katy in that moment too, even more so. She was usually so intimidatingly worldly and knowing, so coolly distant, it was touching to hear her confess to that.
"We can do it again, if you'd like?" Katy whispered.
"Fuck, yes." I said with what I hoped was my cockiest grin.
Katy laughed at me. "I can teach you more. Would you like that?"
I tried not to sound too embarrassingly over grateful. "Yes please."
"You were good," Katy said. "And I like the idea of teaching you. It's hot. But you can't tell anyone, right? This is just our little secret."
"Yeah. OK." I could keep it a secret if it meant it'd happen again. And she was right, the idea of her teaching me got me hornier than anything else.
"Good. I'll be in touch." Katy kissed me again, then left me alone in the home office. I heard her running upstairs to her room as I left her family house with the rest of my friends.
I had no idea when I was going to see Katy next, when we'd get the opportunity to be alone together again. Simon and Katy's parents would be in France for another ten days though, and I hoped it'd come soon. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened, I pined for her, for more.
Two days later, I got a message from Katy. Simon and the rest of us were planning to head into the city that Friday night. Katy suggested I make my excuses and sneak around pendik escort bayan to her place instead. I didn't have to think about it for a second.
I showered, I primped, I trimmed down there, I spent an age choosing clothes that would give the impression I'd just thrown anything on, but that would happen to look fantastic. I went with jeans and an un-ironed white cotton shirt that showed off my dark skin and black hair.
It was agony wating at home until Simon had left and my friends would be safely aboard a tram heading into Manchester. I'd told them I'd caught a bug, that I was going to bed. It wasn't a total lie. I tried not to run as I walked the ten-minute journey to Simon's place to lick his gorgeous sister's pussy.
But a nasty thought popped into my head as I walked. What if this was all a joke? What if Katy was playing a trick on me? What if I got there and she laughed in my face? Suddenly, that felt more likely than the other possibility, that perfect, stunning Katy Pratchett was inviting me over to her parents' place to get naked with me. To let me lick her cunt. To teach me.
I felt sick to my stomach. Obviously it was a joke. Katy was well out of my league. What had happened had been a moment of madness, but Katy wouldn't go through with it again, not a second time, now she'd had the chance to come to her senses. I almost turned around to head home. I kept on though, I had to see this through, to find out one way or another.
The sickness curdled in my stomach as I stood outside the front door of Katy's parents' house, as I rang the doorbell. Nothing happened. I waited for long seconds, I heard nothing from inside. I rang the bell again. Still nothing. The window above the door showed the light was off inside. Great. Katy wasn't even at home. She wasn't even here to laugh at me. She didn't even care that much.
But then I heard hurried footsteps approaching from inside and the door swung inwards. Katy grinned at me as she ushered me quickly inside. I guessed she really didn't want to be seen with me by anyone, even if this was all a joke. But then the look Katy gave me set my worries at ease. She flashed me a genuine smile filled with warmth, then it slid into a much more mischievous expression.
Katy was wearing a loose summer dress with pink and blue flowers, her hair was loose and hung around her shoulders, her makeup was done in a natural style. I smelled a light, floral perfume on her as Katy grasped my hand and hurried me up the stairs to her room. It looked like Katy had done the same as me, taken time to make herself look casually beautiful. That realisation filled me with hope, with excited nerves.
"You look good," Katy said as she closed her bedroom door behind us. "Sit over there." She pointed over at her bed.
I did as instructed, and Katy came over and sat next to me. We smiled at each other, she looked so pretty my chest tightened, but right away, the atmosphere between us felt strained. There was none of the rush, of the excitement, the urgent intimacy of last time.
Katy tucked a curl of blonde hair behind her ear as she looked at me. "This feels weird, right?"
I badly wanted this to happen, I was aching for it, but I couldn't deny that it felt bizarre, this situation, me coming here for a planned liaison, a lesson. "Yep," I said feebly.
"You want a drink? I've had a few glasses of wine already, you want some too? Or maybe a beer?"
"A beer please."
"Cool. I'll be back in a moment." Katy sprang up off her bed and skipped to her door. Her dress swung as she moved, showing me the smooth, tanned back of her thighs. I wondered if she was wearing any knickers under her dress. I heard her bare feet on the stairs as she headed down to her kitchen. This wasn't going to happen, I realised. A wave of sadness came over me with it. It was too weird. It wouldn't work. What had happened before, it had been a spur of the moment exception to normal life, to how the universe worked. Me and Katy, it was madness. Still, at least I got to spend a bit of time alone with her. I tried to take solace in that.
Katy came back with beer and wine and we sat on her bed together with our backs against the wall, our legs out straight. I'd known Katy for years, but we'd never really talked before, not properly, not one-on-one. The conversation went slowly at first, in fits and starts, until I asked Katy about university and then she was off. She told me what it was like to live away from home, the adventures she'd had, the people she'd met, good and bad.
We drank more, Katy went up and down the stairs each time I finished a bottle of beer. Her window was open, summer sounds filled the room, the light went from a bright blue evening sky, to a golden glow with pink clouds as the sun fell towards the horizon. Katy rolled a joint and we smoked it together leaning out of her window.
The mood changed. There still wasn't the same thrill and urgency as last time, but we were more relaxed now, at least, enjoying each other's company, our bodies were touching as we stood by the window. It sent a thrill through me. Katy killed the joint and flicked the roach into the gutter beneath us. As we turned back, we faced each other for a moment, our faces close. I don't know which of us moved first, or if we moved together, but we leaned closer, Katy raised her face, I lowered mine, and our mouths came together.