Catherine knelt in the bathtub just like I told her to, hands on the edge, legs spread naturally at shoulder width.
Seeing her so obedient made me feel pretty damn good.
She really was the girl I trained from scratch, so smart.
She always had my heart, but unlike other women, she wasn't overly dramatic or trying too hard.
Catherine knelt there, her big, watery eyes staring at me, looking like a curious little doll. It made me really like her.
"What are you doing?" she asked, eyeing the box in my hand as I unpacked it.
"Opening a condom box," I said, tearing off the packaging and tossing it aside. "You don't want a baby right now, do you? Gotta be careful."
"What if I got pregnant before?" she asked, looking puzzled.
"Then we leave it to fate," I shrugged, pulling out a condom from the box.
I unwrapped it, and it was all slippery and had a strong smell of lubricant. It was my first time using one, and I couldn't believe this was what a condom smelled like, especially since the box said it was odorless and ultra-thin.
"What if I really get pregnant? We can't just get rid of it," she asked, sounding unsure.
"It should be fine," I muttered. If anyone got pregnant, it would be Sophia, Grace, or Mia first.
I had more sex with them than with Catherine, and never used protection. If they didn't get pregnant, neither would Catherine.
"Even if you do, we'll just have the baby. Then I'll marry you and make you my legal wife," I said, looking from the condom to her eyes.
"At least you have some sense of responsibility." Catherine lifted her head proudly, her pink lips curling up in a smug smile.
Her cute attitude made me smile, and I leaned down to give her a light kiss.
"Good girl, can you help me put on the condom?" I asked, my voice soft and questioning.
My magnetic voice seemed to make her blush as if she was excited.
"I... I don't know how," she said, looking down at the condom in my hand, her ears turning red.
"It's okay. It's my first time using one too. We'll figure it out together." I handed the condom to her, and she took it with trembling fingers, holding it carefully to avoid the lubricant.
She held it horizontally, flipping it up and down, and found a small bulge on one side that looked like where the tip would go.
"Is this the right side?" she asked, holding it up.
"Should be. Why don't you try it?" I said, lifting my hips and presenting myself to her. "Either way, you gotta take responsibility for my penis."
Catherine didn't say a word, just aimed the condom at my penis and gently slid it on.
Since it was our first time using a condom together, we were both a bit nervous.
The living room's ambiguous vibe shifted to the bathroom, turning the cool space into a steamy one.
Catherine was so nervous that even the tip of her nose had a slight sheen of sweat.
"Don't be nervous, you got this," I said, stroking her head.
Encouraged, Catherine took a deep breath, grabbed the ends of the condom, and slowly rolled it down over the head of my penis.
Even this simple act made me feel so ecstatic that I let out a moan.
I didn't expect the condom to fit so snugly, feeling almost no different from being inside Catherine, though her warmth was missing.
In no time, Catherine had the condom on, and I instantly felt it swell and twitch.
She even reached out to stroke my penis up and down, as if calming it down.
"You're treating it so well, just like a mother," I chuckled.
"What nonsense? I'm not its mother," Catherine blushed and glared at me.
"If you don't acknowledge it, it'll be sad," I said, turning around and kneeling behind her in the bathtub.
I slid one hand around her body, holding her tightly, while the other hand grabbed my penis, which was super slippery with the lubricant, almost slipping out of my hand.
After rubbing it up and down a few times, I positioned it between Catherine's legs.
Her pussy had just been fucked not long ago, and there was still a small amount of semen oozing out and hanging on the edge.
I rubbed my penis back and forth on the surface of her pussy, almost slipping and hitting the edge of the bathtub.
I quickly placed my hands on either side of the bathtub to steady myself and maintain my balance, then slowly adjusted my position, aiming at her entrance.
Catherine's pussy was still very tight, and with my extremely slippery penis, I couldn't get in at first.
I had to reach around to her front, pressing the glans against her pussy with my fingers.
The glans finally entered, and as I moved my hips, my penis slowly slid into her.
It was my first time using a condom, so I wasn't used to it. I could still feel the tightness and warmth of her pussy, but the wet feeling was separated by a thin layer of plastic.
I could tell her pussy was wet, and there was even moisture accumulating on my shaft, but I couldn't directly feel it, which was hard to accept.
For Catherine, it was also her first time feeling a condom-covered penis moving inside her.
Stimulated, she gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly, her muscles tensing all over.
"How is it, sweetheart?" I whispered in her ear.