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The Gathering

By Paris Waterman

Copyright 2003



Eight - The First Date

Rosa had Kathy's dinner ready almost an hour early, prompting Kathy
to ask what was going on.
Having no idea that her daughter had witnessed her and Dutch earlier,
Rosa was a little flip in answering.

"Got a date."

"With the guy you were screwing this morning?"

"What!"

Kathy blithely ignored her mother and turned a page of People's
magazine.

Frozen in time and space, Rosa forced herself to react and firmly said,
"Kathy, what did you just say to me?"

The teenager closed the magazine and looked directly at her mother. Her
eyes were defiant.
 "I saw the two of you this morning," she said coldly.

Rosa recovered well enough to respond, "Did you? Well if I have
anything to say about it you'll be seeing a lot more of him."

"Well I hope he has his clothes on when I do," she spat out at her
mother and ran to her room, slamming the door behind her, fell on her
bed and began sobbing.

Rosa gave her a minute then entered the room. She sat on the edge of
the bed and tried to comfort the girl. "Kathy, I didn't mean for
you to see us like that. But it happened. We may have something
beautiful going. His name is Bob, but he prefers Dutch. We like each
other very much and God knows we could use a man around here."

Still full of rebellion, Kathy went for the heart, "Yeah, you were
sure using him this morning, mother."

Angered by her daughter's attack, Rosa forgot to be diplomatic and
shot back, "He may be moving in with us, so get used to it." Then
she left the room slamming the door behind her for emphasis, with
Kathy's crying ringing in her ears. Rosa took a long, hot shower and
when she came out she had calmed down and was ready to deal with Kathy,
but her daughter remained in her room until Rosa left for her date.

***

Dutch Perry was right on time and to his pleasant surprise, Rosa was
ready to leave.

"You look great," he said as he held the door of his battered Volvo
open for her. She was looking into her purse when he viciously kicked
the driver's side door and startled her, causing her to drop her
lipstick.

"What the hell?" Rosa blurted out, "Are you hurt?"

He smiled at her. "No, I have this habit . . . a superstition really,
that by putting a dent in the car every time I get in or out brings me
good luck."

"And . . . this denting, does it work?"

"I met you didn't I?"

"I can't argue that," Rosa said, unable to contain a smile. She
got into the car making sure he got a good glimpse of her legs and
found herself laughing by the time he was turning the ignition to start
the car.

He noticed her amusement, but promptly forgot it as he recalled her
present. "Oh, almost forgot. I got you something," he said handing
her a single white rose.

Rosa melted. "Oh, I love roses of any kind, but I think the white
ones are the prettiest."

"I got it in honor of your name," he said softly.

"Thank you, Dutch, it's beautiful," she felt her eyes tearing.

"Its nothing compared to you," he grinned and kissed her free hand.


Her heart leapt.

Pleased with how the date had begun, he asked, "So, how was your day?

"I'll tell you, but I wish you hadn't asked."

Dutch kicked himself for having asked what might have been a very dumb
question.

"That bad, eh?"

Rosa hadn't heard him. She was busy formulating her recent experience
so that she didn't come out the bad guy.

"My daughter, Kathy, she's 16, almost 17 . . . she caught us last
night. She waited until this afternoon when she got home from school to
throw it up to me." Then she gave him all the details.

"Ouch!" He said, picturing the conversation and rubbed his jaw.

She leaned to him and kissed him on the cheek. "She'll get over it.
I just wish that the two of you might have met under better
circumstances. I know her hormones are running wild and I'm doing
everything I can think of to keep her a virgin for at least another
year. And look what I do as an example."

"I'm sure she'll understand. I bet she tells her best friend
about it and they rationalize it and tomorrow she'll act like nothing
happened."

"And you expect me to let her actions pass?"

"It seems to me you lost any momentum you had when you stormed out of
her room and took that shower. Furthermore, you didn't reopen the
subject after the shower, now I'm not saying you're at fault here,
but allowing her to stay in her room until you left might have been a
tactical error."

She bit her lip and studied his face. "I suppose you're right."

"Hey, I could also be dead wrong. Just remember sweetheart, time
wounds all heels."

Not sure she'd heard him correctly; Rosa started to say, "Isn't
that . . ."

"Just checking," he laughed. "Its time heals all wounds, but I
like my version better."

Starting to feel much better about things, Rosa relaxed for the first
time since the confrontation. "So . . . where are we going on our all
important fist date?"

"There's this terrific motel with mirrored ceilings . . ."

She cuffed his arm and began to laugh. "Come on, really."

"You ready for a movie?"

 "You bet," Rosa smiled.

They made small talk on the way to the theatre. The theatre was only a
mile away, so they didn't say all that much. After the movie, a
romantic comedy, they decided to get something to eat at a place
roughly three miles away.

When he finished parking the car, Dutch put his arm around Rosa and
moved as if to kiss her. She met him halfway.  It was a short one, but
the kiss left Rosa wet between the legs.

"Christ," she gasped, her mouth inches from his, "my toes are
tingling."

"Mmmm," he agreed. "We do seem to enjoy each other's kisses."

"We seem to enjoy a few other things too," she said and tittered.

He smiled at her. "Now I don't have to worry about getting a good
night kiss," he said.

"We better get ourselves inside or I'll be hopping into the back
seat," Rosa giggled.

"A horny women, eh? That's just great. I love horny women."

"Are all your women horny?"

"After I fuck them they are."

They both laughed, and he was out of the car and holding the door open
for her. As Rosa set foot on the sidewalk, Dutch kicked the passenger
door shut, leaving an obvious dent.

"Must you always do that?" She asked.

"Yes," he replied and left it at that.

"You're something else," she smiled.

"Come on, let's eat," he said and headed for the restaurant. Rosa
had to run to catch up with him.
They were holding hands by the time they reached to door.

They made light conversation while waiting for the food to arrive. As
the food was being served he told her he found her stunningly
beautiful.

The food grew cold as they looked at one another.

"You really think I'm stunning?"

"Absolutely."

"I don't . . . no one's ever told me that."

He nodded, speared a French fry with his fork and before placing it in
his mouth said, "They damn well should have because you certainly are
that and more." It had occurred to Dutch that they were great
together and he began to relate the reasons he thought this to her.

Rosa sat there listening in awe.

"Sure," he said, "first thing I hear out of your mouth is hello,
goodbye, there's a big dick I've got a hankering for, catch ya
later."

Embarrassed, but thrilled, she responded, "I never said that."

"Maybe not. At least maybe not in those exact words. But the meaning
was the same. You dumped me for some guy you'd never met. And later
you stumble in to your mother's and pass out."

She began to regain her composure and responded, "Like I had a
choice. You were boinking my mother, for God's sake."

"She's got a great pair of tits." He was grinning at her.

"Oh sure, change the subject!"

"She does have a great set," he protested.

"Yeah, yeah, well mine ain't exactly chicken liver!"

Dutch let his eyes rest on Rosa's ample bosom.

"True enough," he conceded.

"Thank you," she said feigning mollification.

"But if I recall correctly, it was you picked my dick up in the
middle of the night and gave it a great big smooch."

Rosa couldn't contain herself any longer and began to laugh. He
joined her and soon they were both hysterical, tears streaming down
their faces, and attracting bemused smiles from the other near-by
patrons and servers.

Eventually they calmed down and resumed eating. The conversation
continued, and covered a wildly diverse spectrum, from saving the world
to kinky sex. They talked about everything. And were surprised to find
the waitress standing at the edge of the table.

"Yes?" Dutch inquired.

She smiled at them. "I guess you two have forgotten the time. But the
fact is . . . we're closing
and . . . well, you're going to have to pick up somewhere else."

 He looked at Rosa. "My place okay?"

"Sure. Do you have etchings of naked women?"

"No, but I do have replicas of my penis all over the place."

They were laughing again and still laughing as he left the money for
the meal and a generous tip on the table opened the door for her on the
way out.

***

Thirty minutes later they sat on a couch in his condo and discovered
they shared a liking of the same kinds of music and Rosa went ballistic
on discovering that he had read and liked several books she thought
highly of. An hour passed before Dutch thought to inquire if Rosa
wanted something to drink.

"Oh . . . now that you mention it, I am thirsty. Water, juice, I
don't care, anything."

He took the time to prepare a beverage of mixed fruits and served it in
a huge glass filled with crushed ice. He had a glass of cranberry juice
for himself.

They toasted one another.

"To a real man," she said holding her glass in the air.

"To the lovely Rosa," he began "a lady in public and a slut in
bed!"

"Oh . . ." and then his words sank in and she shrieked, "You
bastard!" But her anger was muted for she carefully placed her drink
on a coaster before following up and hitting him on the shoulder with
her fist.

"Okay, okay!" He said as if trying to placate her. "You can be a
slut in public too!"

She couldn't withhold her laughter any longer. And threw her arms
around his shoulders as her body shook with spasm after spasm of
laughter.

"As a matter of fact, I can," she murmured after the laughter
stopped.

 "But you know I want more too, right?"

"I hope you do," Dutch grinned, leaned down and kissed Rosa. She
returned the kiss, grabbing his shirt.

He fell back against the couch and put his hand on her bare thigh just
above her thigh-high black stockings. Rosa's hand came and covered
his. Dutch pulled his away. Her thigh was resting against his. He
jumped up and put on some soft music.

When he returned and sat next to her, Rosa waited as though mesmerized
until his hand returned to her thigh and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
She moaned softly and leaned back on the couch. Dutch's hand was at
the hem of her skirt and slowly moved toward her crotch. Rosa's mouth
was slack as he slid his tongue into it. Her response began as his hand
made contact with her pantied crotch. Grunting from a combination of
passion and effort, she spread her legs wide, allowing him all the
access he needed.

His nimble fingers were rubbing along her labia in mere seconds, noting
the rough texture of her mat of pubic hair. And as her sighs grew
faster and louder he decided to move to the bedroom and the greater
freedom it allowed. So taking her hand and ignoring her feeble
protests, he got up and taking her hand pulled Rosa to her feet and
guided her into his bedroom. Once inside Dutch pulled her tightly
against him and ground his truncheon-like cock into her belly, his busy
hands on massaging the plump cheeks of her ass. Rosa's arms came up
around his neck, and her belly ground back against him. Then he
undressed her and she undressed him.

Dutch continued igniting all of her inner fire, nuzzling his face
against her bare stomach, licking circles around her belly button
before moving to her ripe breasts and swollen nipples. In the midst of
a torrid soul kiss they tumbled into a heated clinch on the bed, legs
twining, lips fastened together, all sinuous and nubile and writhing.
He gasped as Rosa ran her hand down over his chest and stomach to his
cock. She gripped it just as his lips began gripping her left nipple.
It was a Mexican standoff until Rosa rolled over into a three-point
pose -- both knees and one arm -- and got her lips on his cock and
began pumping up and down, sucking hard as her tongue swirled around
his helmet-like knob.

In reply, he took her left nipple between his sturdy thumb and
forefinger and pinched hard. Rosa groaned with lust and her eager mouth
issued forth a series of quick, urgent, hungry: and her hips were
rolling in time with the fingers he's placed inside her. Rosa jerked
her hand on his thick shaft, and he warned her he was going to come in
her mouth.

" 'so kay," she managed to get out before he spasmed his first
burst into her throat. She cupped his balls in the palm of her hand
even as she coughed trying to swallow the thick gobs. Still coughing
and choking, she pulled his erupting cock from her mouth and let him
finish spurting three more translucent ropes over her breasts. Then she
nursed his semi-rigid prick, sucking down the remainder of his seed as
if it were mother's milk. She kept sucking and playing with his
testicles until he was getting hard again.

While she was tending to his cock, Dutch had kept his fingers stirring
around in her pussy which was well lubricated by now. To Rosa's
surprise, Dutch yanked his hand from her and stuck two fingers in his
mouth, drawing greedily on them. Rosa was frozen, unsure of what to do.

He pointed to his chest and said, "Sit on my face, baby."

She smiled then giggled. But before complying, she stuck her fingers
into the remnants of jizm on her breasts and slowly licked them clean.
'Two can play this game,' she thought, and then hunched herself up
until she was squatting above his waiting mouth. This time Dutch
remained still and Rosa unable to contain herself started to move.
Quickly he interceded and guided her cunt lips to his hungry mouth.

His first thoughts were that Rosa was musky and humid, but that only
made her more alluring to him and he buried his tongue deep inside her.
Startled, she sank down on him, almost smothering him with her snatch.
He was forced to push her away. She leaned back creating some space and
he raised his face to her gaping cunt. Her labia's lips were both
thick and slick. He flattened his tongue and licked from her clit to
her anus in one brushing stoke.

She roared with delight. "Yes! That's it! That's it!"

He tongue fucked her for perhaps thirty seconds before she came and
smothered him again. Dutch rolled her off and pinned her to the
mattress, he placed her knees up on her chest and slid his knees under
the small of her back. From this position he was able to perform
cunnilingus upon her at his leisure.

She came again. Her head lolling back and forth on the mattress.

She came again. Pounding the mattress with her fists.

She came again.

Beginning to tire, Dutch decided to finish her off, and reamed his
tongue into her asshole.

Rosa shrieked and screamed and begged him to stop.

"Are you coming?" He asked.

"H . . . Haven't stopped. Still coming!" She was gasping for
breath.

"My God . . . I can't stop!" A tinge of pleasured panic filled
her voice.

He thrust two, then four fingers into her sodden cunt and stretched it
wide. Then he drove them in and out as fast as could for twenty
seconds. She came continuously. When he ended it, she lay curled up in
a fetal position, shuddering through the remainder of her series of
orgasms.

He left the room to shower and when he returned she was sleeping, still
curled up, her pussy peeking out at him from between her thighs.

***
Dutch made himself a drink and settled down in a chair, sipping the
drink and watching Rosa sleep.

Just as he finished the drink she stirred.

"Have a nice nap?"

She purred and stretched her arms in the air. "Mmmm yes thank you.
Ummm, especially thanks to you."

He stroked his erection and noticed as her eyes focused on him and
riveted to what his hand was doing.

"Is that gonna be for me?"

"If you've been a good little girl, yes."

"How 'bout if I wanna be a very bad girl?"

"That would be fine with me too."

"I prefer being bad," she said and stood up proudly, hands on hips,
feet spread apart.

His eyes raked over her body absorbing her full breasts glistening with
a slight sheen of sweat and downward to the furred mons and pink slit
still glistening with his spittle and her juice.

His throat went dry. He let his erection fall free from his hand and
willed it to bob up and down.

Rosa was entranced. "Do that again!"

He obliged her and she laughed lewdly, excitedly.

"That's some piece of equipment you've got there."

"It's not for sale," he said and watched her face pale.

"But for you . . . I'll gladly give it away."

She laughed. It was a wickedly obscene laugh. "I'll take all you
have in that lap of yours and the sooner the better."

Dutch stood up. His prick pointed at the ceiling. Rosa stared at it and
licked her lips. Then she smiled. "Okay my big man, come to mommy!"

With that she plopped herself on the bed and waited for him to join
her. Two strides and Dutch was on her, kissing her with everything he
had. With regret, but with a sexual hunger virtually overpowering her,
she ended the kiss and panted, "Lie down and pull those pillows over
and put them under your head."

"My, you're awfully bossy for a horny babe, ain't ya?" But he
did as she asked.

Steadying herself with one hand she loomed over him. Dutch marveled at
the intense heat her cunt was throwing off.

"Now, watch that beauty sink into me, lover." She said over her
shoulder as she backed up toward him. With his hands resting lightly on
her hips, he watched and felt Rosa's labia parting to accept him.
Then she leaned back and started a slow rocking movement designed to
heighten the pressure of her pussy on his cock. Dutch groaned at the
exquisite sensations pouring into his glandular nerve center. Feeling
every bit the voyeur except for the incredible softness of her velvet
walls embracing his prick that convinced him it was he who was
receiving this delicious treatment and not someone he was looking at
from afar.

"Yes Daddy!" She trilled, sinking down on his groin, his entire
member embedded in her. "Just lie there and let me fuck you."

"Oh yeah!" He managed before she lifted her body up, turned to face
him before settling into a slow up and down, old- fashioned fuck.

And Rosa made love to him, to his cock, to his mouth and chest. Her
warm breath tasted of his own seed, her mouth sticky-wet on him; her
curious tongue explored his mouth, rolling across his gums and teeth,
swallowing his saliva as if it were a precious fluid.

And while all this was going on, her magnificent hips moved sensuously
around making little circles, squeezing and milking him.

He tried to absorb it all and failed.

Her tongue was licking the inside of his mouth. Her avid lips nibbled
on his neck; in his ears, and all the while she hissed a continuous
litany of dirty, whispered obscenities. Fucking him methodically,
ending the circular motion and renewing the up and down thrusts she's
started with.

Unable to remain motionless any longer, he began to match her thrusts
with his own. Rosa was swept up with his vigorous movements and, fist
in mouth began to moan joyously.

"Oh, Baby!"

"It's so good, baby!"

Dutch added some comments of his own. "Ah, you're so fucking tight
. . . so tight!"
"Oh . . . fuck me bitch! Oh, you lovely bitch, fuck me!"

Rosa felt as if her lower extremities were now a vast swamp. The
sucking, slurping noises his cock generated as it strove in and out of
her hole seemed to confirm her thoughts.

"Gonna come soon, baby. Come with me, come with me please!"

The words appeared to startle Rosa. Her body jerked, her mouth opened
and a wordless "Oh!" formed but didn't pass her lips.

"Come with me, Rosa!" He was pleading with her. She rose up on him
and hovered.

"Oh!"

And his member suddenly swelled up forcing her vaginal walls apart and
he came, hurling lightning bolts of semen against her cervix.

The first sensation of his ejaculate coating her vaginal walls
galvanized Rosa into a tremendous climax. To Dutch it appeared that she
was having a convulsion, but he was powerless to do anything but finish
coming. No sooner had he finished than she collapsed upon him, eyes
rolled back in her head, chest heaving, unable to gather sufficient air
to breathe.

Dutch raised his hand and looked at his watch. He wanted to take Rosa
home before it got too late. He was concerned about how her daughter
would react to her mother's being out so late. It was
uncharacteristic and he didn't want Kathy resenting him any more than
a teen normally would a new intruder into her life.

He discovered Rosa staring at him.

"What?" He asked softly.

He saw her grin and purse her lips.

"Now that was wonderful. Is some kind of encore possible?" She asked
playfully.

"Oh," Dutch smiled, taking the bait. "Maybe some of this," and circled
his trigger finger around her stiffening nipple. "And maybe a little of
this," he said taking her hand and placing it on his rising erection.

"Ummm," Rosa purred.

"And perhaps a little of this," he said mischievously, cupping her cunt
and applying a downward pressure. "That is, if it's all right with
you."

Rosa's eyes fluttered and she gasped. "Jesus! You really turn me
on!" She moaned loudly and
bit her lip and nodded. At the same time she involuntarily arched her
back against him. Dutch laughed brusquely and trailed a finger along
her slit.

Dutch, still laughing at her seemingly helpless position, brought his
hand to his mouth and inhaled the scent of her arousal.

Seeing him do this forced a moan from deep in her esophagus. And she
came as he sucked her juices from his finger.

He grunted and told her he loved the way she tasted and leaned forward
to kiss her, darting his tongue into her mouth. Her breath caught in
her throat as he cupped her breast; air rushing into her lungs only
when her desire compelled her to moan.

Minutes passed. Finally he pulled back from the kiss and looked at her.
Rosa was lost in a hazy world of carnal desire. Another minute passed
as he studied her face. Finally she opened her eyes and looked at him.

He smiled at her. "You're so beautiful," he said softly. He was elated
when she smiled in return.

"I love you so much," she panted.

"I love you too," Dutch said softly.

Hearing the words sent her off into another world. And she remained
there until Dutch became concerned and shook her shoulder.

Gradually she returned to reality. "Huh?"

I should get you home. Your daughter will be concerned if you're out
too late."

"Oh yeah thanks, you're right."

They drove to Rosa's without speaking to one another. But both were
lost in thought. Both had resolved to a serious commitment and wondered
if it was a mistake.

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