Chapter 8

Chad Smith had always read if you are going to dump a girl do it in a public place. Last Saturday he had gone to the house of his girlfriend, Clarissa Marshall to pick her up for a date. He was nervous going in since just the week before Clarissa’s mother had jumped him. She was a hot and sexy thirty something MILF. Before he could get his head around it, she had him down her throat and eventually eating his own cum out of her hot box. He figured seeing Mrs. Marshall, or as she insisted he call her, Pam, would be weird. Seeing her while with Clarissa would be very weird.

Nothing could have prepared him for the sexual marathon that result with first the mother taking him in the kitchen, and then Clarissa draining him in her bedroom before sending him back to her mother for a tryst in the backyard.

Chad wasn’t sure what was going on, but it was quickly becoming clear to him that things were happening beyond both his knowledge and control. The beautiful sixteen year old virgin he had deflowered last fall had somehow become a hot, experience little sex kitten. The once or twice a week gropes in the back of his Civic could not explain the sexually talented girl that he had fucked last Saturday. That she was cheating was obvious.

So while she had told him to call her at the end of their tryst on Saturday he had actually held off until Tuesday, trying to decide what to do, even going so far as to ditch school on Monday so that he would not see her. Finally on Tuesday morning he had met her between classes with that always deadly phrase, “Clarissa we need to talk.”

He arranged to meet her at the library, so they could leave her car there and he could avoid Clarissa’s house and her tantalizingly nympho mother. He drove them to the Stake in his light blue Honda Civic.

They grabbed some fries and Clarissa chose a bottle of green tea. As they sat down at a table in the back where they could quietly talk Chad tried to decide what he was going to say.

“Damn,” he thought as she dipped a fry into ketchup. He was getting aroused just watching her eat. Then she raised the tea bottle to her lips and her whole body seem to exude sexual desire. He had to be insane to think about breaking up with this girl. Then her remembered her mother Pam. She had done exactly the same thing and he realized this wasn’t something that was just happening because she was hot. This was something she was doing. He looked around and realized that most of the males and even a few of the females were staring at his girlfriend and he didn’t need to be the Martian Manhunter to know what they were thinking or what they were imagining.

Finally he said, “Clarissa, please stop.”

“Stop what,” she replied her eyebrows arching.

He just stared at her.

“Alright,” she said at last and it was if a shroud had been thrown over her. She was no longer holding the attention of every male in the room and was simply with him.

“We need to talk,” he said.

“What shall we talk about? How about my mother? She seems very taken with you. You know when you came to me on Saturday I could smell her on you. When I took you ... I could taste her on you.”

Chad’s mind seemed to skip the insinuation of the that last statement, jumping to his most immediate concerns.

“What about you?” he inquired.

“Me?”

“Yes you.” He strove to keep his voice down. “You blew me better than a porn star. You didn’t learn that practicing on a banana.” She shot him a look and he realized that he was talking too loud as a few of the people at the surrounding tables looked at them.

“Sorry,” he apologized. “But the point stands. You cheated.”

“And what would you call what you did with my mother?”

“Being the victim of an oversexed vixen too good to resist?”

She smiled and blew out her breath. He couldn’t read her expression.

“You’ve got to understand something about my parents. They have an open marriage.”

“What does that mean?” he responded.

Her expression got vexed. “You know exactly what that means,” she answered. “They don’t limit their sexual experiences to each other. They’ve been living that way since I was a toddler.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

“Well its not really up to me is it? But yeah. I think its great. And I want us to be that way too.”

“So...”

“So you continue your ‘lessons’ with my mother and I...”

“You...”

“I keep doing what I’ve been doing.”

“And what have you been doing? Which of the guys in here have you been playing with?” Clarissa gave him a vexed look and he realized that no boy in here was capable of getting that kind of attention from Clarissa. She might tease them as she was just doing, but most of them would be shooting in their pants before getting into her. She certainly wouldn’t need the skill she had shown to destroy any one of them.

“Let me rephrase that,” he said. “Who have you been seeing?”

“I can’t tell you, at least I can’t tell you their names. It’s an adult couple I know.”

“A couple?” The possibilities of what was going on boggled his mind and he looked at her in silent shock, unable to question farther.

“Look I promise I won’t keep anything else from you. I’ll tell you what we do, anybody else I’m with, everything. My parents always tell each other everything about what they are doing. But not their names. Not yet.”

“So you expect what from me?”

“I expect us to be together. To be girlfriend and boyfriend, with the benefits of seeing others.”

“So you mean if I wanted to be with another girl...”

“Fuck another girl...” He started at her use of the word. He had never know Clarissa to swear so casually. Then he realized she wasn’t swearing, she was simply being specific in her wording.

“So I could pick any girl in here...”

“No not just any girl.” She looked very intently at him. “Chad why do you think my mother seduced you?”

“Because she’s a nympho and I’m a young teenage stud?”

Her laughter was like the bubbling of a stream and he found it very easy not to get offended.

“No?” he said. “Because I’m your boyfriend and she’s kinky about it?”

“No ... well probably, sort of, yes. But if she didn’t think you were special she wouldn’t have. If my parents didn’t like you she wouldn’t have.”

“I doubt your father would feel that way about it.”

“My parents tell each other everything. If she fucked you he knows about it. And if she knows I fucked you, and I can assure you she does, then he knows that too.”

“I am so dead,” he said.

“Nonsense. My parents love you, or they wouldn’t have let me go out with you. And they wouldn’t have let me give you my cherry.”

“They know?”

“100%. I tell them everything too. The point is you’ve got to be choosy. Just any girl isn’t good enough for you. For us.”

She looked around the room. Seated at one of the tables was a pretty, freckled redhead. Clarissa realized that she was one of the few girls who had been enjoying her little bottle show. Clarissa didn’t know her well, but she knew who she was.

“Her,” she said. “Debbie Watson.”

“You want me to go out with Debbie Watson?”

Clarissa leaned over the table until her mouth was mere inches from his ear.

“No I want you to fuck Debbie Watson. I want you to take those considerable skills my mother has taught you and rock her world. I want you to give her a religious experience.”

“Why?”

“Because first of all you’re going to enjoy it. Second of all she’s going to enjoy it. And third of all I’m going to enjoy it.”

“Wow,” was all he could say.

“And call my mother. Tomorrow Dad and I are going shopping and to a movie after school. She wants you there no later than five. And be ready to show what she’s taught you on Friday. No forget that, you’ll be busy on Friday with Debbie. We’ll get together on Saturday.”

“Really? Call your mother?”

“If you want any of this,” she said putting the tea bottle to her lips and raising the shade for him to see.

Chad didn’t really consider himself a player. He had dated other girls before Clarissa, but the truth was that just being a starter on the football team was a good enough thing to get him all the dates he wanted. Typically that was dates with just a few girls a year, until Clarissa came along. So he wasn’t exactly sure how he was going to approach Debbie. But he lucked out and she was in one of his science classes. A strategic note passed to her lab partner, who was a buddy of his, and he suddenly had a new lab mate.

He actually found her pretty easy to talk to. He knew she had a reputation, but he could hardly say he could prove it of his own knowledge. As far as he knew she had never gone out with any of his friends, or even acquaintances. As the class ended he made his move.

“I really liked working with you Debbie,” he said. “How about we take in a movie on Friday.”

“Aren’t you dating Clarissa?” the girl asked. “I saw you together at the Stake the other day.”

“We ... we sometimes see other people.”

“Really?” the girl sounded doubtful. Was he for real? Or just another scumbag cheater? But Debbie knew his reputation. It was sterling. And he was so hot. And it wasn’t like guys were falling from the sky to ask her out.

“OK,” she said. “Friday.”

Friday Chad pulled his Civic up to Debbie’s house. The neighborhood wasn’t the best and the girl was waiting for him in front of the house.

“My mother isn’t home and I’m not allowed to have boys in the house,” she explained.

“That’s cool,” he said. He’d picked a sappy chick flick, but Debbie said she’d prefer the new Bond movie and they had a really good time making fun of the latest hairless cat villain.

“It’s still early,” he said. “Would you like to get something at the Stake?”

Debbie was having a really good time. Chad was sweet and it was still early enough to have some fun and then go to the Stake.

“Why don’t we go look at the moon at the point?”

“Sure,” Chad said knowing what that meant.

When they got there Chad parked so that they could look out the hatch and see the moon. His seats folded down and a blanket and a couple of pillows made for a comfortable place to look at the sky.

Debbie’s original intention was to give Chad a nice blow job to thank him for the date and being such a nice guy. Instead he held her gently and began giving her ears enticing little kissed and licks. Chad’s latest lesson had been on arousing a woman until she was ready to ... well pretty much do anything you wanted her to do.

It was a long process, miles away from the grunt and grab Debbie and most other teen age girls could expect from their dates. Chad worked on her for ten minutes before he even got inside her cloths. By twenty minutes he had her panting and grunting through one of the greatest orgasms in her life, and considering her life that was saying something, although he didn’t know that. By the time he had eaten her to her second orgasm she was ready to let him and half of the football team ravager her. Or the crew of a pirate ship.

Chad loved the turf of red hair that matched that on her head. He grabbed her knees and threw them over his shoulder and proceeded to plow into her. She was so loose and relaxed from her multiple orgasms that she started cumming almost as soon as he began thrusting into her. He fucked her until she was a quivering mass of female ooze. Most surprising of all to her he didn’t cum. He didn’t cum as soon as he entered her. He didn’t cum as she surfed from one orgasm to the next. He didn’t even cum when he made her cum so hard that her toes curled and her fist pounded the bed of the vehicle.

As she came back to herself he was still inside her, hard as a steel rod.

“Debbie,” he said practically whispering next to her ear. “You have such a beautiful mouth. I would love to see it around my dick, if that’s alright.”

She grabbed him and practically threw him on his back. Debbie used every trick she knew to suck the cum out of him. Once she started he lasted only minutes before depositing his cum down her throat.

As he held her she said, “I can’t believe how good you are.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.”

They cleaned up using baby wipes that Chad kept in the car. Well actually Clarissa had gotten them. After they were dressed Chad said, “How about we get that milkshake now.”

“You’d really take me to the Stake?” Debbie asked. “Aren’t you afraid Clarissa will see us?”

“No. I told you we have an understanding.”

They walked in the Stake and ordered a couple of shakes. As they got to their table Debbie saw that Clarissa was there with a couple of her friends. After a few words with them she could see that Clarissa was getting up. Damn, she thought, she’s coming here.