Katie sat in her room fuming. She didn't know what else her mother could expect. After all, she got good grades, didn't drink or do drugs and didn't sleep around. In fact, she had only been fucked by one boy after dating him for over a year, although she did fool around on occasion.
The fight with her mother started the moment Katie walked in the door.
"Hi, Mom. I just ran into Carl who said he was dropping off some homework. He asked me out for tomorrow night. He's kind of a loner, but a cute one. I said yes."
Actually Carl didn't really ask, it was more like a statement. When she started to play hard to get he squeezed her arm and looked at her with his penetrating and somewhat scary eyes. He told her he was going to pick her up at eight. She nodded her head and felt a tingling in her tummy. No boy had ever been quite so sure of himself with her.
"No, Katie. That boy Carl is trouble. As his teacher I know things about him I can't tell you, but I don't want you seeing him. Are we clear on this?"
"No, mother, we are not clear", Katie replied, "I plan to go out with him, not marry him. I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself. I don't need you picking my dates."
"This is not open to discussion. I forbid you to go out with him. That's final."
"We'll see what daddy has to say," Katie shouted as she ran into her room and slammed the door."
Katie knew her father would support her, and he did. The next night Carl arrived early. Professor O'Keefe answered the door and went in search of his daughter who was still dressing. Karen slipped into the family room from the kitchen.
"You lay one hand on her and I'll make you regret it in ways you can't even imagine."
Carl moved closer but she stood her ground staring at him with venom in her eyes. Suddenly his hand shot out and grabbed her neck. He pushed her through the kitchen door and slammed her up against the wall. His other hand slid into her panties. His fingers pressed against the folds of her pussy and rubbed over her clit.
"I don't think so, Mrs. O'Keefe. You'll be in bed thinking about what you could have had while my cock is pounding Katie's cunt and pumping cum into her body."
Carl pushed her up onto her toes and buried two fingers in her cunt. He could feel her juices flowing. He moved them in and out in rapid fucking motions. She struggled to get the next words out of her mouth.
"Okay… you win. I'll get a motel room and you can have me all day tomorrow… anyway you want. Just leave Katie alone."
He pulled his fingers from her dripping cunt and shoved them into her mouth. When they heard movement in the other room, he let her go, but not before grabbing her nipple through her blouse and squeezing hard.
"You should have thought of that yesterday, Mrs. O'Keefe. Do you think Katie likes her sex rough and over the edge? I wonder if she'll give it to me willingly or play hard to get like her mother. I'll let you know tomorrow."
Karen was still shaking. Part of it was anger, but part of it was because Carl had hit a nerve. Despite her attempts to resist him, her body responded to his touch. Karen could feel how badly her pussy yearned for more of his young cock. When she walked out to join them, Karen was shocked to see her daughter dressed in a short leather skirt and tight white top with her nipples poking through.
Katie dressed that way to get back at her mother. She wanted her to know that she was going to have a good time. Not that she was going to fuck him, but her mother would never know. If the date went really well, she would let him sample the goodies.
In school Katie was always in control of situations. It was her way of overcoming her lack of confidence. Carl was different from other boys she had dated. The way he took charge when they walked out the door excited her.
Katie let Carl know right away that she was interested. She knew all the tricks … a touch on the arm, biting her lip, an occasional girlish giggle, frequent eye contact, resting her head against his shoulder and an innocent hand on the thigh at the right time. Carl said very little. Katie found his quiet confidence a little intimidating. In truth, she was excited to be in his presence. She was tired of always being in control.
By midnight most of the couples had disappeared from the party. Katie suggested they go for a drive down by the lake. It was private but well lit and safe. They climbed into the back seat to make-out. Katie let him feel her tits through her blouse. She even let him pull up her top and bra so he could feel the soft flesh of her bare breasts.
Katie didn't want to appear too easy and also wanted to let him know that she was still in control of the situation. When Carl slipped a hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy through her panties she pulled away.
"No… please. We shouldn't Carl. This is our first date."
"Katie, don't be a fucking cock tease. I'm not into games."
Carl yanked her head back and crushed his mouth over her lips. His hand went between her legs pushing her panties to the side. He rubbed two fingers across her gash and over her clit. Katie was caught off guard. She felt a curious tingle of excitement at being manhandled. Her body responded in ways she couldn't explain. She spread her legs to give him better access to her pussy.
Carl plunged two fingers up her hot cunt. He pushed her down on the seat until her head was against the side door. He kissed her ear and then her neck. Katie squirmed against his fingers digging around inside her hot wet pussy. His lips slid over her nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He pushed his fingers deeper into her pussy.
