Chapter 8
Holt proved to be a very winning companion and almost succeeded in putting Cathy entirely at her ease during the meal. She could never quite rid herself completely of that nagging itch between her thighs, however, and she constantly remained on edge. He touched her hand or arm a few times during the drive to the restaurant and as they were dining. On each occasion she felt a powerful, driving surge of excitement pulse through her nervous system and she knew that she would never be able to palm herself off as the innocent, demure young girl she would have liked to be, at least in his eyes. After the meal, when they had walked out to the parking lot, he paused for a moment before opening the car door for her.
"Earlier on I'd thought maybe we could go somewhere and dance or listen to music," he said, turning to her in the semi-darkness of the parking lot. "But now I ... well, I might as well be honest: I'd most of all like to go to bed with you!"
Cathy gasped and shuddered daintily upon hearing the words. She had been hoping for exactly that and now that the wish had been made explicit she could not find the words she had been framing in her mind all evening. Doug solved the problem for her by stepping closer and putting his hand on her bare arm. That touch, light and gentle but dynamically moving, proved to be even more effective than his words and she swayed against him. He opened his arms and put them about her, crushing her to him. She lifted her mouth to his and they kissed, a long moment of near-ecstasy for her, and she pressed her youthful breasts hard against his chest. His tongue probed lightly at her lips and she opened her mouth to return the caress. Their tongues met and fused together, melting and throbbing with overwhelming sensuality. Cathy pressed harder against him and felt his prick rising in his trousers, growing and stiffening in a way that made her tortured, overwrought pussy throb even more markedly.
"D-d-does that answer you?" she whispered when their lips parted.
He answered by grinning warmly and opening the car door for her. They sped away from the restaurant and into the night. As he drove, Doug mentioned that Formsbee, his partner, had accepted a dinner invitation from Elaine, which Cathy had not known-they had left their house before Elaine had returned-and he suggested that they go back to his motel room. Cathy agreed, of course, and settled down beside him for the short ride. Formsbee's room appeared to be dark, Doug said after examining the short row of rooms, and Cathy got out of the car.
Once inside the motel room she again turned to him, this time with a much more purposeful air. During the ride, she had cleared her mind of any doubts and had confirmed herself on her purpose. She had decided that if Doug wanted a naive, virginal girl, he would shortly discover his error and then she would know the extent of his disappointment. Until that time, she intended enjoying herself to the utmost.
They stood just inside the closed door and kissed again. She could feel his cock more clearly now; the instrument had attained its full growth, she guessed, and it pressed against her lower belly with a steady force that made the lips of her pussy throb steadily. His hands moved down her back and spread over her buttocks. He seemed to gather her up in his hands and gather her closer to his loins, all the while working his tongue back and forth in her mouth and making her think all the more vividly of the way his prick would slip in and out of her frothing cunt.
"God, I want you!" he whispered, bringing his lips closer to her ear. "All the time we were eating dinner I couldn't think of anything but going down on you!"
"Mmmm, you make it sound delicious!" she replied. "Er, is that why you passed up the dessert?"
"Sure it was," he agreed. "I was hoping you'd have something sweet to offer me!"
"I do!" Cathy said, fighting hard to keep her voice more or less under control. "Oh, do I ever! Well ... come to think of it, maybe it isn't sweet. But it sure is wet and juicy! Maybe I'd better go wash off, huh?"
"Like hell!" he told her. "That's when it's best!"
He led her over near the bed and began un dressing her. She had not worn a bra and when her breasts appeared from under her dress he sucked in a quick breath of air. She could see that he found her modestly-proportioned breasts very attractive and that reassurance gave her a very solid satisfaction. When she was stripped down to her lacy, skimpily-cut bikini panties, he stepped back to admire her physical perfection. Basking in the warm glow of his eyes, Cathy felt her body becoming more highly charged with sexual desire.
"Let me see you too!" she murmured, shyly glancing at him. She could see that his cock had formed a huge bulge in the front of his trousers and gave every indication of being perfectly immense. "I like to watch too, you know!"
He quickly stripped. Peeling his briefs down, his prick was depressed by tight garment, then flipped free and sprang up to smack smartly against his belly. When the big shaft slowed its rigorous swing, it tilted up several degrees above the horizontal and poked out menacingly. It was, Cathy quickly saw, every bit as long as Sven's big tool and even thicker. The head, especially, was more prominent and crowned the thick shaft like a gigantic mushroom. It swelled out his foreskin-he was not circumcised-until the skin was stretched tight. His balls dangled enticingly and seemed to stretch the maroon-colored sack almost to his knees, or so she thought at her first glance.
"Ooooh, so big!" she whispered. Moving toward him, she stretched out a hand and grazed the thick, rigid shaft with the tips of her fingers. Her touch, very tentative at first, quickly became bolder and then her fingers wrapped themselves around the hot length of muscle. "Mmmm, it's bigger than anything I ever saw before!"
Doug said nothing, though she could see that he enjoyed the way she was holding him. Incredibly powerful emanations of sensuality flowed from his cock through her hand and into her nervous system, infecting her with his own sexual excitement as well as her own. She moved closer to him, keeping her right hand firmly locked in place, and then steered the head of his prick up against her belly. She touched the thick, arrow-like head to her abdomen, moved it about and then brought it down to her thighs. Due to the power of his erection, she found it difficult to force the stubborn shaft down to the proper angle but she managed to scrape the thick head over the inner flesh of her thighs. The charges of erotic energy continued to flow into her body and she could feel her cunt and womb being stretched tighter and tighter as the tension mounted within her loins.
"Put it between your legs," he suggested. "Just enough to feel it, that's all! I want to feel it up against your pussy!"
Cathy had been contemplating just that but had hesitated, knowing that she would never be able to stand the feel of his prick against the lips of her pussy. Already she was hovering on the brink of a climax, merely from seeing his naked cock and feeling its manly strength against her belly and thighs; the effect of brushing its hot, iron-hard surface against her clitoris, or the lips of her pussy, would be drastic and quick, she knew all too well.
"I ... I want to," she said, "but I think I'd come as soon as I felt it against me!"
"Well, that's what it's all about, isn't it?" he asked. "Go on, if you'd like to-I think I'd really get a bang out of feeling you get off!"
"No!" she blurted out. "I mean ... well, this first time, I'd rather wait till I feel it ... you know, going in, all that!"
He looked at her for a moment, apparently measuring the extent of her sexual arousal with his eyes. Then he asked her if she was sure that she would be able to come as soon as she felt his prick against her feverish slit. She choked out an admission that this was so; in fact, she went on, she felt as though she might succumb at any moment to the tempestuous forces playing through her body. Doug smiled tenderly and asked her if she would rather be on the bed, at which invitation she immediately threw herself upon its surface. She moved carefully, since she felt that any sudden movement, particularly one that would deal out an unexpected stimulation of her pudenda, would probably initiate a chain reaction of lustful response. She did not want that, not without having him against her and with the head of that magnificent cock pressed firmly into place between the lips of her pussy.
"Show it to me!" he murmured, crawling onto the bed and positioning himself at her feet. "Let me see it for a minute before we start! God, there's nothing that turns me on more than looking at a hot pussy!"
Hers was certainly hot, Cathy reflected as she lay back and spread her thighs wide apart. She had spent enough time in examining herself, using an artfully positioned hand mirror, to know exactly what he was seeing. She had never before been so thoroughly aroused, so intensely eager for sexual release, but she imagined that her slit would not look greatly different. The outer lips, she knew, would be swollen and dark with lust's infusion of hot blood and the inner lips would probably have grown to at least twice their normal size. As he pressed her thighs apart, she could feel the outer lips peeling apart to expose the inner fold of feminine sex-flesh. Her long period of excitement had naturally generated a rich, hearty flow of cunty lubricant and the entire area would be glistening with sensual ointment, she guessed. The slippery stuff sometimes acted rather like glue, almost sealing the slit together, but it parted easily enough when her opened thighs exerted pressure on the fold.
The inner lips would be flushed a dark pink and would hang down like slices of an over-ripe fruit. She well knew the way the lips described a sensual curve, angling upward to an apex which concealed the rock-like nub of her clitoris. A small but definitely perceptible trickle of clear oil would probably be coursing down from the juncture of the lips, making its way between the trembling cheeks of her ass and slipping over the taut, puckered eye of her anus before disappearing into the crack between her buttocks.
"It's beautiful!" Doug whispered. "Ohhhh, it's just out of sight!"
"I ... sometimes I wish I had more hair," Cathy muttered. "I mean, so it would look more grownup, you know? And ... and it's always so wet and all!"
"Hey, it's just the way it ought to be!" he told her. "So what if you're turned on? That's the best way for a woman to be, I think! No kidding, it's really a beautiful thing, sitting here and looking at you like this! Man, I think I could just dive into that and eat you forever!"
His praise made Cathy writhe with delight. As his eyes bored steadily into the most sensitive part of her body, she could feel the power of that gaze. It was almost a physical thing, as though he were running his hands over the proud, fiercely stirred flesh between her thighs, and she could feel her clitoris beginning to throb more heavily than ever. She would have liked to spread the lips of her pussy apart, enabling him to look directly into the eye of her cunt, but she knew that the slightest touch would set her off and that she would begin to climax without even having enjoyed the slightest touch from him.
Doug recognized the extent of her arousal and loyally cooperated with her. He stretched himself out over her quivering, expectant body and invited her to bring the head of his cock down against her pussy. She did so, stretching out a trembling hand, and hesitating only a moment before pressing the bulbous head of his big prick into place. She did not attempt to spread the lips of her pussy so as to bring his cock directly into conjunction with the rim of her cunt; that was not necessary, due to the inordinate amount of excitement she had already undergone. The slit was abundantly lubricated with her cunt's incessant outpouring of slippery oil and readily parted to admit the broad tip of the swollen, heated instrument.
Cathy gasped with amazement at the first thrilling contact and surged upward, pressing her loins against him with eager insistence. At first she felt nothing more than a paralyzing sheet of pure agony, but that quickly turned into an overwhelming flood of pleasure. Her sensations multiplied within her cunt and radiated outward until every inch of her lithe young body reverberated with sexual delight. There was nothing orgasmic about that initial reaction, however, and she felt as though her cunt were somehow being inflated far beyond the point of all endurance.
Doug pressed harder against her and she felt, with a vivid clarity that went beyond anything she had ever known before, that broad, flaring head slipping into the tight, reluctantly yielding rim of her cunt. It was almost as though she were watching his cock penetrate her flesh at the exact moment that she experienced its awesomely delicious presence. Even though she knew that such a possibility was absurd, the simile struck her as totally accurate. He fucked that beautifully engorged prick into her cunt slowly and made no attempt at delivering the cunt-splitting thrust which she had been expecting. At first she found this delicacy to be disconcerting but she quickly adjusted to his method and then found it to be far more exhilarating than any she had known before.
Cathy hooked her heels behind his calves and tightened the grip of her thighs against his. She twisted her hips down, rotating them around the axis of his barely penetrating prick, and brought the tip of her lustfully inflated clitoris against the rigid, unyielding shaft of his cock. That contact loosed the floodtides of orgiastic frenzy within her loins and she shrieked aloud, stung by the sweeping burst of delicious pleasure that turned her cunt into a convulsively twitching mechanism of joy.
"Unngghhhhh! Agghhhhh!" she howled, quivering mightily under the sting of orgiastic madness. "Omigod, you're fucking me to death! Annnngghhhh! Ooooh, I feel it, I feel it all over! Aiiiieeeee!"
Doug might well have seized that moment to deliver the hearty thrust but still he held back. Instead of prying open the girl's fantastically clutching cunt with a long stroke that would have sent his prick slithering far into the inner reaches of that hot, tight receptacle, he held himself perfectly still. This commendable restraint allowed Cathy to provide herself with exactly the right amount of stimulation; the fact that she herself initiated her body's own pleasure gave her even more delight. She was also thus provided with a continuous rate of stimulation, one that she regulated herself, and this fact greatly intensified her climax.
Again and again her clitoris pulsed, each time sending out fiercely thrilling radiations of orgiastic response. Her cunt and womb pulsed heavily and as she twisted about in an absolute ecstasy of pleasure, Doug bent down to bring his lips to bear against her rock-hard, lustfully swollen nipple. The touch of his mouth, the way he gently nibbled at her superbly titillated breast, made her climax infinitely more powerful. Surging upward with her hips, she forced the mouth of her cunt to slide further down upon his cock and that final penetration sent her into a long, shuddering paroxysm of delirious agony. She felt herself slipping into a deep, swirling well of darkness and knew nothing more.
When she came back to her senses, she found Doug still poised over her. Nothing had changed, except that he had lifted his mouth from her breast and was now looking down tenderly at her. She smiled, blinked to clear her vision and wrapped her arms abound his neck.
"Mmmm, I thought I was dying!" she murmured. "I never felt it like that, not ever! Oooooh, I thought it would last forever! Is my cunt still there? I feel just ... numb all over!"
"It's there," he told her. "Wow, is it ever there! I never felt a cunt as tight as yours, Cathy, not ever! So tight and hot! It's almost like you were jacking me off, that's what it feel like!"
"I'll jack you off," she promised, "But some other time, huh? I mean, I'd really love to get you off like that, so I could see the come shooting out! But not this time, right? Yeah, I want to feel you going off inside-right where you are! That's what I want most of all, for right now!"
"Okay, that's what I want to," Doug said. "Why don't you jack me off with your cunt? Think you could do it?"
"I can sure try," she promised. "Like this, you mean?"
With that she sucked in a deep breath, clenched her abdomen as tight as possible and ground her hips against his prick. About half that magnificent tool had pierced her cunt, giving her plenty of leverage, and she quivered with joy as she felt her flesh rotating around that massive, meaty spike. Suddenly she understood what Doug had meant; it seemed to her that her cunt had become a third hand and was incredibly responsive to her every wish. She manipulated her cunt with marvelous ease and whipped it back and forth along the slippery, musk-moistened rod which had dealt out such fantastic thrills. She consciously sought to return that wondrous favor and bent herself to give full service.
"Mmmm, I can feel that!" he whispered as she squirmed about and managed to get her mouth against his nipple. She gently closed her teeth over the slight projection and continued writhing about in a way that brought superb stimulation to his prick. "God, it's better than anything I ever felt! Just keep it up like that and ... ugghhhh! Oohhhhh! Aurrrgghhhhh!"
The orgiastic response took him by surprise and rocketed through his balls with incredible rapidity. Sensing that his body had taken over and was not wet on an irreversible course that could have only one result, he threw his previous restraint aside. Shuddering and groaning, he slowly pressed his prick deeper into Cathy's toughly resisting cunt. Her youthful body provided him with a tough, highly stimulating target and he took full advantage of that treat.
The first spasm of sensual release pulsed through his cock like a high-powered charge of electricity, causing the big, thick tool to throb with virile energy. That first spasm brought no sperm from his prick but the second released a mighty jet of hot, lust-thickened cream that burst directly against the tenderly aroused walls of her cunt. Withdrawing slightly and moaning deep in his throat at the overwhelming joy the surge brought him, he thrust into her again. His first orgasmic spurt had coated that inner tunnel with the viscous cream, which was, of course highly slippery, and the erotic lubricant facilitated his prick's drive into the deeper recesses of her cunt. Another rocket-like jet of semen burst forth and he plunged farther into her body.
Cathy continued to grind her ass about under him and to make her cunt slip around the skewering rod it contained. She felt his ejaculation with breathtaking clarity; the powerful spurts of hot come and the heavy throbs of his cock made her own senses reel with frantic desire. She could feel her cunt racing madly, preparing itself for another burst of climactic frenzy, and she deliberately sought to satisfy herself once more.
Grunting and panting heavily, she began fucking at him with all the power she could muster. Her senses tensed, as did her muscles, and each convulsive throb of his prick, with the attendant jet of steaming sperm, further aroused her youthful flesh. Within seconds she felt herself teetering on the brink of sweet delirium and then she gave one last quivering tilt of her hips. His cock's thick, arrow-shaped head nosed against the mouth of her womb and triggered the reaction she sought.
"Annngghh-owwww!" she howled, shaking drastically as the orgasm quickly flowered within her body. "Omigod, I'm coming again, I'm already doing it! Ugghhh! Fuck me, fuck me harder! Drive it home, all the way in! Ohhh, do it harder! Unngghhh! Ahhhhh! Ooooohhh! Fuck me now!"
Doug hardly heard her frantic, heartfelt plea, though he did not need to hear it. Caught up in the grip of orgasmic lust, he wanted only a continuation of that beautiful oblivion and he instinctively sought it in the most natural way, by continuing to thrust in and out of her throbbing hole. His prick flashed back and forth within her cunt like a giant piston, propelled by the combustion of his climax, and the ensuing friction gave her exactly the proper stimulation she needed.
She had already been deeply stirred by the unmatched ferocity of his seminal discharge, which surpassed any she had felt before, and the snorting, bull-like noises he made as he fucked assured her that he found the sensation to be a truly pleasing one. Now, with his cock slithering back and forth in her exquisitely aroused cunt, slamming deep at every stroke, she felt herself being once more pushed into sweet delirium. As he pressed hard, forcing the head of his cock into the taut mouth of her womb, she ground the lips of her pussy against the base of that fearfully-stiffened prong. She felt the wiry, matted fur surrounding that tool scrape against her tender flesh and grind down upon her clitoris. At a less critical time the sensation would have been much too cruel for her to have borne it; at that exact moment, however, she wanted only the strongest and most overwhelming kind of stimulation. She felt his balls slide over her anus, providing her with yet another source of sexual pleasure, and then her consciousness slipped away, overcome by a red mist of fervent orgasmic release.
Cathy gradually drifted back into an awareness of her surroundings and discovered that she was now being pressed down into the bed. Doug lay over her, limp and gasping for breath. Ordinarily she would have found his weight oppressive but at that moment she welcomed his limp, exhausted form. She gladly bore his weight and found it to be another source of the deepest satisfaction.
"I don't think I ever came as hard as that!" Doug finally whispered into her ear. "Man, it was like you were just sucking the come out of my prick! And it just went on and on and on till ... well, I'd be surprised if there's anything left of my balls!"
"Oh, they're still there," she assured him. "I can feel them rubbing against my asshole! No, don't move-I like to feel them like that! Mmmm, ever so sexy! And I'll bet it won't be long till they're charged up again!"
"You might be right," he agreed. "Especially if you were to ... well, you know, do some things to bring them back to life quicker! Damn, I'm going to hate taking you home tonight, I really am! I'd like to spend about a week here in bed with you!"
"Me too," she whispered. "And I'll do everything to you, I swear I will! Wow, if we were to stay here that long ... what'd we do for food? I know, we'd eat each other! Ohh, Doug, that's a bad joke, I know it is, but I'm dying to go down on you! I hope I can get those balls full of come again because I really want to feel you going off in my mouth!"
Doug found it hard to believe that a sixteen-year-old girl could really be as sexually accomplished as Cathy, though he certainly had no intention of denying her any pleasure she might want. He learned soon enough that she had meant every word about her desires and she did not show the slightest hesitation in popping his prick into her mouth as soon as he had slipped it out of her cunt and had fallen on his back beside her.
Her tongue's artful persuasion soon inspired him with new desire and she readily mounted him, reversing herself to bring her pussy into easy range of his lips, when he suggested that she do so. He devoured that wet, come-smeared slit with a commendable avidity and quickly had her heaving about in the throes of another climax. She reached two more of those bone-melting explosions before she succeeded in coaxing an answering response from his long, thick tool but the effort was worth it; she felt a sense of the utmost pleasure sweeping over her entire body when that big rod began thumping and heaving in her mouth and expelling its load of salty, bittersweet semen.
Doug lay quietly under her after emptying his balls into her mouth. After a long silence, he stirred himself and looked at his bedside travelling clock. Seeing that the hour had almost approached midnight, he began making preparations for taking her home, a development not at all to Cathy's liking. She quickly saw that she could not resist too strenuously, lest she find herself forced into explanations about her stepmother's unusual attitudes. Elaine, she knew, would not object if she stayed the entire night with Doug, but how was she to get this across to Doug without betraying herself, and Elaine too, as a profligate of the most depraved sort? Surrendering to the inevitable, she nodded her acquiescence and began dressing.
"All right," she said as she pulled up her panties and tugged them into place over her battered, sorely used pussy. "You can take me home but you needn't think it's going to end here! You're not making a one-night stand out of me!"
"No, there'll be other times," he promised her. "I don't know how I'm going to manage it but there'll be lots more good times for us! I can guarantee you that much!"