Chapter 2
Even though Clint had told his mom not to worry about him, she did. For she had visions of him forgetting her as he practiced on other women what she had helped teach him.
On Saturday night Clint persuaded his mother to let him take the car so he could pick up his new find.
When he pulled up in front of Cathy's home, he observed another man there. He wondered what the score was. Walking up the steps he could see they were arguing heatedly.
"Eddie, I'm not going out with you anymore," she said emphatically. "I've got a new friend." Eddie glared at Clint.
"Hi, Mr. Muscles," he said, "how are ya doing?"
"Pleased to meet you," Clint said testily.
"Wish I could say the same," Eddie smiled, "but I'm not pleased to meet you. You're taking my girl friend away from me."
"Don't listen to him," she babbled, "I'm not going with Eddie anymore. Ever since he got picked up for sniffing, I'm through with him."
"You'd better not have anything to do with her," Eddie said, "because she's my girl. I'll let you go out with her because she's making a fuss. But if I ever hear of you having sex with her I'll chop off your nuts."
"Thank you," Clint laughed in his face.
When he and Cathy were out alone, Cathy began sobbing.
"Oh, Clint," she apologized, "I'm so ashamed of what happened."
"You don't have to be," he told her.
Finally he made up his mind he was going to have sex with her at a drive-in movie.
"Would it be all right if we went to a drive-in show?" he asked eagerly.
"Anything you want to do," she said, "I feel like such a heel. That damned Eddie coming back and trying to wreck our relationship."
"He didn't wreck anything," Clint said emphatically.
Once in the drive-in movie it didn't take long for him to push back the seat and wrap his arms lovingly around Cathy.
"You're a beautiful girl, Cathy," he smiled.
Cathy felt him feeling of her bosom.
"Hands off," she insisted, "I don't want you playing around with my breasts."
"Why not?" he asked innocently.
"After what happened with Eddie I'm not in the mood for fooling around."
"But I've got a hard prick," he told her, "and I thought maybe if I kissed you and played with your tits I would get my gun off."
"That would be a waste," Cathy said in amazement.
"I don't read you," he told her.
"I mean," she explained, "that you should slip your dick in my mouth and let me suck it off for you."
"Would you do that?" he asked shyly. "Of course I would," she said. "Eddie used to have me blow him all the time."
"Shall we do it in the back seat?" he suggested.
"I was just going to suggest that myself," she told him.
They got in the back seat. The horror movie played on while the two of them played with each other.
Clint was a bit surprised at how bold she became.
"No use to keep your pants on," she told him. "Take them off and your shorts, too."
Unfastening his shoes and removing his socks, he pulled down his pants. Next he slipped off his shorts. Once his throbbing cock was out of the confinement of his cotton shorts he spread his legs invitingly.
"Would you mind if I sucked your ass-hole first?" she looked up at him innocently.
"Do you like to lick ass?" he said anxiously.
"Eddie always enjoyed me doing that to him," she admitted. "He taught me how to eat his ass."
"No wonder he's worried about missing you," Clint said knowingly, "he knows that it isn't easy to find a girl who is as sexy as you are."
"That's so true," she agreed willingly.
He loved the way she crouched over his crotch. Her tongue traced along his ass crack. His entire body shivered as he felt her tongue slip and slide inside his ass cheeks.
"Pull on my prick while you're licking my ass," he suggested eagerly.
Reaching up Cathy gripped his pulsating penis. She pumped rhythmically.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed happily, "just like I like it. Rim and jerk."
She rimmed his ass-hole as her tongue stabbed into him. Stiffening her tongue still more she stabbed in with a mechanical movement. She was developing a good tempo with her tongue. At this point Clint reached out and grabbed his own cock and pumped it.
"Rim my ass-hole," he begged her. "Yes, sweetheart, suck it. Suck my sweet ass."
Her tongue continued invading his tight anal channel. He was building his passionate tempo with rapid hand movements.
"Suck my ass," he exclaimed, "oh, baby, suck it out. Oh, yes, that's it. Now you're doing it. Faster, sweetheart. Oh, baby, match my hand movements."
Glancing up Cathy observed his hand tempo. She tried to time her tongue stabbing up his ass-hole to the rhythm of his hand jerking on his penis.
"You'd better lick my nuts now," he told her, "because I'm gonna be spraying my juice soon."
Pulling her tongue from his behind she lightly licked his big round balls. He loved the sensation of her tongue lapping away at them.
"Oh, sweetheart," he begged anxiously, "Lick my dick. Come on, lick up to the top of my cock."
When she came to his penis head her mouth moved over it rapidly. Her lips clamped on his cock shaft and she sucked.
"Suck it off," he commanded, "suck it. That's the way to do it. Suck that big juicy dick. Suck it off. Get the cream."
Reaching out he guided her head. It was apparent to Clint that Cathy liked to give head. It was equally apparent she was good at giving head.
"Suck my prick," he panted, "oh, sweetheart, suck the juice out. That's it. Oh, I'm gonna cum in your face. I'm gonna splash it down your throat."
A-few more movements of her mouth and her tongue and he shot his gun off. The hot white spray shot down her throat. Greedily she gulped.
"Eat it," he commanded, "eat the juicy cock. Suck it. Suck that big cock. Suck it off."
It was amazing to Clint how much juice was stored up in his balls. Perhaps it was the way Cathy's mouth moved on his shaft. For she let her mouth move from the top of his cock to the base. All the while she was tickling his balls. To finish him she slid a finger up his ass-hole, massaging his prostate effectively. The hot white cream erupted in her mouth.
"Oh, beautiful," he gasped, "suck, sweetheart. Suck that juicy prick. Suck all the cream out of my dick."
She had given him a magnificent head job and he wasn't afraid to tell her how much he enjoyed it.
"Never got it blown like that before," he admitted.
"Now, sweetheart," she said as she pulled off her panties, "I want to wrap my legs lovingly around your neck. Then I'll press my muff at your mouth and let you suck my snatch. How does that grab you?"
"I can hardly wait," he told her.
Once her pussy was in position, his tongue whipped along her slit. His hands gripped her ass-cheeks and he squeezed them playfully as he ate her box. Reaching up he gripped her bosoms and squeezed them as he went on plunging his tongue into her vagina. He loved the smell of her pussy. He thrilled to the taste of her. She was starting to juice as she got excited.
"Eat me," she begged anxiously, "oh, lover boy, eat my box."
She was bound and determined that he was going to give her everything she wanted.
"Lick up and down my clit," she insisted, "that's the way to do it. Come on, tiger, show me you're a tongue man."
As the young boy let his tongue whip around inside of her velvety vagina he suddenly realized that instinct was telling him everything to do. He didn't need to have any more sex with mom. He had discovered women. He only hoped that mom wouldn't ask for more sex.
Delightedly his tongue whipped up and down Cathy's love button. Then he knew enough to instinctively nibble. That brought her there in gushing streams of love juice.
"Suck my pussy," she panted, "come on, pussy eater, suck my juicy pussy, keep it up, that's it."
He sucked all right and she went on gripping his head, guiding him.
When he had completed the act of titillating her with his tongue and licking her completely, he pulled away. However, he had a problem. His cock was hard again. He knew where he wanted to pump it and so did she. She glanced back at it and smiled. Her hand reached back to grab it and stroked it a couple of times.
"What am I gonna do about you?" she smiled at him sweetly.
"Can you take care of it, honey?" he asked Cathy anxiously.
It didn't take Cathy long to roll over on her back. For the moment he caught sight of her great bosoms and her fur-trimmed triangle he was over her. Straddling her he let his penis head brush over her pubic hairs.
"Why don't you reach out and guide me in, Cathy?" he asked.
Cathy's hand reached out slowly. Grasping his penis firmly she eased it into herself. She pumped her pelvis forward and the penis drove in vigorously.
"Fuck me," Cathy begged, "fuck me, baby. That's the way I want you to do it. Fuck me."
The big penis plunged rhythmically. Cathy's hips twisted as Clint fucked her hard.
"Now you're doing it, tiger," she told him. "Oh, baby. That's just the way I like it. Keep it up, sweetheart."
The big penis rode hot and hard. It wasn't going to be much longer now before it exploded in her.
"That's the way I like it," he told her, "you're cooperating. Come on, sweetheart, pull it with your pussy muscles."
Her vagina gripped at his cock.
"Slide it in farther, honey," she told him, "just the way little old Cathy-likes it. Oh, baby, now you're balling."
Cathy added to his delight by grasping his bare bottom. She slid her hand between his ass crack. He loved the feel of her fingers pressing around his behind.
"I'll finger fuck your ass-hole," Cathy volunteered.
The young girl's finger eased up his tight anal channel. As his prostate gland was being massaged he became more intensely excited.
"Now you're fucking," he announced, "come on, baby, fuck."
All at once his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming, baby," he groaned eagerly, "oh, baby, ride it."
With her pussy muscles working vigorously now on his cock shaft, he juiced. At the same moment Cathy came, too. His penis slid in her slippery juices.
"Oh, baby, I like sliding in your pussy hole," he exclaimed, "you really know how to screw. That's it. Fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."
She loved having him get this stimulated. She went on pumping a finger up his ass-hole, doing an excellent job of massaging his prostate gland.
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "now you're doing it. That's just like I like it."
It was a wild ride and he didn't want to pull out. He felt if she could pump on it a few more times he could juice again.
"Keep your ass moving," he told her, "I want to make it again."
Cathy was only too delighted to give him some more kicks. She wiggled her behind and pulled on his cock with her pussy muscles, making a snapping movement with her vagina.
"Oh, you're doing it just right," he complimented her. "Oh, baby, keep fucking. That's the way I dig it. Fuck it."
Pulling her finger from his ass-hole she gripped both ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"I'm cuming," he cried ecstatically, "oh, baby, you got me there again."
Cathy was thrilled. Eddie could never keep pace with him. When he pulled his cock out of her pussy it was still hard.
"You could stab it up my ass-hole now," she giggled lightly.
"Turn over so I can turn on," Clint suggested to Cathy.
She rolled over and let one leg dangle. He parted her ass cheeks and slowly eased his slippery cock between her ass cheeks.
"Now, baby, hold still," he told her as he drove forward. With a vigorous stab he drove it past the tight anal ring. Cathy pulled away with a howl of protest.
"You're hurting me," she told him bluntly.
"Don't pull so far," he complained, "You'll pull my prick out."
He was ramming it to her good now as his balls bounced against her ass as he banged up to the hilt.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged. "Oh, yes. Turn and twist. That's the way I like it. Churn your ass for me, baby."
Clint's hands gripped Cathy's white buttocks. He loved the sight of her firm round ass cheeks with his cock driving between them.
"I'm riding your butt," he told her, "come on, baby, I want you to fuck. Keep it up. Oh, yes, that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Fuck it, baby. Come on, sweetheart, fuck. Fuck it."
It was amazing to him how much pleasure he could discover in Cathy's untamed body. His hands reached forward so he could grip her bosoms. He loved to grasp her big breasts while he fucked her tight behind.
"Wiggle your ass for me," he exclaimed. "Now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Fuck it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
His penis rode rhythmically. The young girl's buttocks bounced back to meet the advancing cock stabs. She was discovering a measure of pleasure now that her tight ass had become accustomed to his slippery, sliding cock shaft.
"Fuck me," she turned to smile at him, "I want to feel every inch of it stabbing up there. Come on, baby, fuck."
The big cock continued riding up her rectum.
"Oh, baby," he exclaimed, "you sure know how to turn me on. Keep twisting that tail of yours. Oh, sweetheart, just like I like it."
His fingernails were biting into her breasts as he gunned.
"I'm all revved up," he exclaimed, "oh, sweetheart, I'm hotter than a pistol. I'm cuming. I'm cuming."
The hot cream spurted out of his penis head. Using her sphincter muscle she milked him.
"Keep fucking me," she told him, "I'm milking your prick with my ass."
Indeed she was. For her ass went on gripping and twisting as he finished fucking her off.
When he finally did withdraw some of his cum dropped on her bare buttocks.
"Oh, Cathy," he exclaimed happily, "I really enjoyed screwing your ass."
"I'm glad," she told him. "You got a little rough with your fingernails. You see my left breast is bleeding."
"Let me lick the blood off your tit," he told her. "I'm sorry, sweetheart."
Bending over he let his tongue swipe over her left bosom. He gently stroked the other one.
"You're such a Casanova," she told him, "you really know how to turn a girl on. Really, you're the best stud in school."
When he had finished licking her breast, the bleeding had ceased.
"Promise me you won't fuck Eddie anymore.
"On one condition," Cathy made him promise. "That you don't fuck anyone else either."
"You don't have to worry about me," he told her. "You'll be the only girl I'll be balling."
"I'm glad to know that," Cathy said, "I'm really not a wild girl. When I find a dude I dig I want to play straight with him. Do you understand?"
"Completely," he assured her.
From the look in Cathy's eyes he was sure she meant what she was saying. However, a strange fear was nudging at him now. He was thinking of his mom. It might be easy to say that he wouldn't play with any other chick. But with mom dedicated to his dick he knew that he would have trouble. It was a sticky situation. Yet somehow now that he had experienced two women sexually, completely, he was determined that he was going to be a man with balls.
"What's bothering you?" Cathy asked as she pulled on her panties.
"Oh, nothing," he said looking away evasively.
"Yes, something is troubling you," Cathy insisted. "I know there is."
"Let's just say I'm letting an old love die," he told her, "because what we've got means more to me."
Cathy was delighted to hear Clint say that. She wrapped her arms around him lovingly.
"Oh, baby," she moaned in delight, "you're a real sweetheart."
She reached down and massaged at his crotch.
"Better not do that," he warned her.
"Why not?" she smiled smugly.
"You'll get me turned on again," he told her frankly, "and ni want to give you more action."
"I could stand some action from you," she said, "I love that big juicy dick of yours. I want it slipping up every hole of me. I want you to fuck my ass, to fuck my pussy. I want you to slam it down my throat, baby, I want it everywhere in me."
"You're just the kind of girl I was dreaming about," young Clint told her happily. "I hope you don't mind if I have my own ideas."
"Of course not," she said, "I'm glad that you want to experiment with my body."
"I want to fuck all of you," he told her. "I want to fuck under your armpits, baby. I want to play with your tits. I want to slide my cock between your big knockers, I want to stick it everywhere."
"Now you're talking, tiger," she told him. "Eddie used to try everything. That was why I liked him. It was just when he got violent."
"What did Eddie do?" he questioned.
"He used to like to lash my ass with a belt," she said, "and I didn't appreciate it. My poor sore butt. I can still remember how it hurt."
"I don't blame you," he assured her, "that's playing rough."
"You know it is," she agreed.
Finally they looked at the movie. It wasn't a very good picture but it didn't matter. They had enjoyed each other.
When Clint took Cathy home he noticed Eddie was waiting for her on the walk.
"Eddie," she said angrily, "what the hell are you doing here?"
"Just seeing you home safely," he replied.