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 BEANIE SHOW US YOUR WEENIE (Part 1)

   By Sahebji

   Believe it or not my first name is Godoired.  No, I am not joking.  It
is a fact that my parents, God rest their Souls, in their combined wisdom
christened me Godoired.

   If you have stopped laughing then may I continue with my story?  Thank
you.

   The boys and girls in school teased me and called me by different names.
The majority of them taunted me with, `Hey, you there,' followed by howls
of laughter.  Sometimes I got so fed up that I wanted to run away and hide
but I had nowhere to go.

   One afternoon when I was twelve the boys taunted and teased me so much
that I was in a suicidal mood and roamed the streets cursing life, when I
saw an old brick structure behind the school which I had not noticed
before. It was on the school grounds but looked unused.  It aroused my
curiosity.

   As there was no door from the street side I went around and approached
it from the school side.  The structure was visible but a thick hedge was
blocking the approach to it.  About fifty yards down the line there was an
opening in the hedge which led to the room.

   There were playing fields of the school and on the opposite side across
the road there was a row of sprawling houses of the upper crust.  There was
hardly any through traffic on the road as it ended after a mile.

   There was big rusty padlock on the door.  I walked around the structure
and found that on one side there was a solid wall but on the opposite side
there was another door and a window.  I tried the door but it was bolted
from the inside.  Then I noticed that a glass pane of the window was
missing.  I stuck my arm through it and with great difficulty unbolted it
and climbed inside.

   It was a ten by ten room which had not been used in years.  There was an
empty cupboard and four or five benches piled up in a corner.  It was dirty
and full cobwebs.  The air inside was stale and murky.  I unbolted the door
and let in fresh air

   This was exactly what I was looking for, a home away from home.  I
cleaned a part of it and whenever I could not take the jibes and taunts of
my school mates I would come and hide inside it and cry.  No one ever came
and I started using it whenever I wanted to be alone.  Later I discovered
that about hundred yards down the road there was a wicket gate which led to
this structure.

   In the next couple of years I had cleaned the place thoroughly.  While
cleaning I found the key to the door and began using it.  I placed a piece
of cardboard in place of the missing pane and stuck thick black sheet on
the other panes so that light is not visible from outside.  I began to
spend more time in my den, as I called it, than at home.

   Later I did my homework in the den and on many Sundays I spent the whole
day in it sleeping and dreaming.  I had tied the benches together to form a
sort of a bed and smuggled out a sleeping bag from the house as it became
quite cold in winters.

   Margret, my sister, was not very bright.  Everyone took advantage of her
especially boys.  She did not mind it because she enjoyed what they did
with her.  My sister was glad that I was out of the house so much as she
could have her boy friends over.  I was surprised that dad did not object
when sis entertained boys in the house or even in her room.  When I brought
a girl over to the house dad put his foot down.

   "But dad, what about sis, she has boys over all the time," I protested.

   "She is a girl.  She has no other place where she can entertain her
friends but you are a boy.  You can take your girl friends anywhere you
like but not here," he ruled.

   "B...B...But dad...," I stuttered when dad raised his forefinger and
said, "Enough, my decision is final."

   I was scared shit of my father as he had a very short temper and would
thrash me for no rhyme or reason.  Therefore I kept quiet and did not press
the point.  I tried to make my den more comfortable but it was not easy. 
Sis kept track of things at home and if anything went missing she would
tell dad and I would be in for a beating.

   Did I say that sis was dumb?  I am sorry, she was very smart.  When Alan
Lewis Durham, son of the owner of city's most popular restaurant chain,
came on the scene she promptly jumped into his bed.  After two months of
hard fucking one day she came home grinning like Cheshire cat and
announced, "Dad, I am pregnant with Alan's child."

   "Good girl, now I'll do my part," dad beamed patting her on the back,
"Son, fetch my shotgun."

   I could not believe my ears.  Dad knew about sis fucking boys in the
house and he even encouraged her.  I was looking forward to some fireworks
but everything got sorted out amicably.  Alan agreed to marry her
immediately as she had given him so much pleasure in the sack and did not
mind sharing his bed with her for the rest of his life.

   Three weeks later when we returned home after attending Margret's
wedding dad was in a jovial mood.  I decided to bell the cat and gathering
enough courage, asked him, "Dad, what had I done to deserve Godoired as a
name?

   "What is wrong with it?" he replied putting down the newspaper he was
reading, "Our family is from Romania and Godoired is a good Romanian name."


   "But dad, we are in America and not in some hick town in Romania," I
wailed ready to die.

   "If you feel this way then you should be grateful to your grandfather
for changing his last name from Dumitrescu to Duncan otherwise your name
would have been Godoired Dumitrescu.  How would you have liked that?" he
laughed.

   "Like a fucking hand under a skirt," I groaned silently but aloud, I
said, "You could have taken a leaf out of grandpa's book and named me John,
James or some such obnoxiously common name."

   Then he came out with the real reason.  "Sorry son, I had to," he said,
"It was a matter of my honor."

   Did you notice?  My father called me `son' because it is shorter and
easier to pronounce than Godoired.

   "What has honor got do with my christening?" I asked.

   "It is a long story," he said and went back to reading his paper.

   "I have time.  I am very young and hope to live till at least eighty," I
responded, "Dad, tell me."

   He looked at me and smiled.  Then folding the newspaper neatly and
putting it away to finish reading it later, said, "Alright."

   Dad did not scan the paper like normal human beings.  He read every word
or nearly every word that was printed.  He was of the opinion that when
they have printed something then it must be worth reading besides he had
paid for it.

   This is the gist of the story in my words.

   Grandfather was born and bred in a village about three hundred
kilometers north of Bucharest.  At the age of twenty two he was fucking
Maria, a sixteen year old, who worked with him in a factory.

   Maria was of Italian descent, plump and ugly as sin.  Grandpa was happy
to stick his cock into her privates as he lived by the axiom `a cunt is a
cunt'.  Maria on the other hand was delighted that as at least one person
in the whole village was willing to screw her.

   After work grandpa escorted Maria home every evening and on the way
banged her in a dilapidated shack keeping his evenings free to hunt for
other willing cunts.  It is needless to say that grandpa and Maria were
very happy as this arrangement suited both of them.

   Then catastrophe struck.  Maria became pregnant.

   There was a big hue and cry.  Maria's family announced publicly that
grandpa had seduced their innocent girl and insisted that he marry her. 
Grandpa immediately issued a denial, "It must be someone else" but knew in
his heart that no man other than him had diddled her.  Soon his family also
joined in the `Marry Maria' chorus.  Grandpa was in no mood to be saddled
with a fat and ugly girl for life, but to gain time agreed.

   While Maria's family happily made arrangements of the wedding grandpa
studied railway timetables and collected as much money as he could.  On the
day of the wedding when his bride was waiting at the altar grandpa ran away
from home and kept running till he reached Vienna, Austria.

   When this came to light a posse...er I mean... a search party,
compromising of members of both the families, was constituted to seek and
apprehend him and bring him back to the altar.

   Grandpa was lucky that just then a painter's apprentice named Herr Adolf
Hitler decided to attack Poland.  The war stopped the search party in its
tracks and grandpa escaped unscathed.  In Vienna he worked for the
Wehrmacht and later, when the mighty Third Reich disintegrated, he served
Colonel Mathews Stebbins of the US Army.  When Colonel Stebbins returned
home grandpa, with Colonel's good offices, managed to migrate to America.

   On reaching America the first thing he did was to change his name from
Dumitrescu to Duncan because he had experienced the difficulties he had
faced with an unpronounceable name in Vienna.  He retained his first name
as he was proud to be a Romanian.  Few years later he married a simple
American girl who gave him three sons and an equal number of daughters. 
Grandpa was a very practical man.  He named his sons Tom, Dick and Harry
with Godoired as their middle name to remind them of their roots.

   The character of his daughters was nothing to write home about.  They
loved fucking and screwed their way through life.  Grandpa did manage to
get them married...but that is another story.

   Now coming back to the story at hand.

   When dad grew up he followed the family tradition and got a girl of
Italian descent into trouble.  Then he deviated from the family tradition.
He did not run away because mama was neither fat nor ugly.  She was slim
but plain looking and more importantly her father was a rich man.  Dad
married her and Margret, my elder sister, was born seven months later.

   Here the story gets a little fuzzy.  Dad could not explain it either. 
Dad and mom fought constantly and a day didn't pass when they did not have
a major fight but there was no mention of a divorce.  Now you know why I
was not born earlier.  For years the well wishers of the family tried to
bring about reconciliation but failed.

   Seven years later my maternal granddad had a brilliant idea.  My
maternal granddad believed that fucking is a universal solution of all
marital problems.  Therefore he announced that if my parents would give him
a grandson then he would settle a large sum of money in a Trust.  The Trust
will pay an annuity to the parents and after their death to their children.
The children will be entitled to the Corpus when they reached the age of
twenty five.

   He nearly succeeded in his ploy.

   Mama loved money more than she hated dad and was willing to spread her
legs for it.  Dad on the other hand loved fucking more than his hatred for
mom.  From that day they fucked like rabbits.  They fucked in bed, on the
floor and on all pieces of furniture including the kitchen table.

   Mama conceived after fifteen happy months of fucking.

   Granddad had hoped that a son is born after several pregnancies so that
my parents would keep fucking and live happily together.  His hopes were
dashed as I was born but he kept his word and formed a Trust on the lines
he had promised.

   My parents started to bicker from the day they brought me home from the
hospital.  This time it was over my name.  "Tom, let us name him Tony,"
mama suggested kissing me tenderly.  Her suggestion was ill timed.

   Dad had just finished watching the movie `Godfather'.  "Never," dad
roared, "I am not going to name my son after some...some Italian gangster."


   "Tony happens to be grandfather's name," mama screamed nearly dropping
me.

   "Your ancestors are not any better than gangsters," dad retorted.

   "The name of your ancestors is unpronounceable collection of meaningless
alphabets," mama shouted hitting dad below the belt.

   "It is a tradition, I think he invented it on the spot, in our family
that the first son is named after his grandfather," dad shouted back.

   "Ha!  The boy will hate you all his life if you give him that
meaningless collection of alphabets as his name," mama screeched.

   They argued for two days and everyone knows who won.

   Their conjugal bliss came to an end that day.  This time there was talk
of a divorce.  Unfortunately mama passed away few months later.

   "This is the whole story.  Godoired is a good name and promise me that
you would never change it," he said finishing his story.

   What could I do after hearing his story other than suffer in silence?

   With sis gone there were no women in the house, other than the bimbos
dad brought home to screw from time to time, to keep track of things that
belonged in the house.  Dad and his women cared two hoots about the
inventory.  Over the next few months I smuggled out of the house, a heat
convector, a portable 14" TV, a small rug, air mattresses, pillows,
blankets etc.  to my den.

   Then an incident gave me a new name and changed my life.

   As I grew older the boys in school teased me more and more.  One
afternoon, when I was sixteen, Josh, the school bully, and his two cronies,
Lee and Ricky, waylaid me outside the school.

   All three were seniors.  Josh was five eleven, blonde, ruggedly handsome
and did weights regularly.  Ricky was colored.  He was six feet two, well
built and strong as an ox.  Lee was the smallest of the lot.  He was five
nine only, a redhead with freckles and slightly built with strong broad
shoulders.

   "Guys, look who have we here," Josh said laughing evilly.

   "Yeah, it is Mr.  Hey You There," Lee said howling with laughter.

   "Come on boys, enough is enough," I said, "Get out of the way."

   "We will decide when it is enough, you miserable piece of shit," Ricky
joined in waving his finger at me.

   "I have heard that the slit of Chinese girls is not vertical but
horizontal," Josh said.

   "Yeah," Lee concurred, "I've heard too." Lee did not like to strain his
noodle too much and as always agreed with whatever Josh said.

   "Yeah, me too," Ricky said snickered.

   A crowd had started to gather but no one dared to interfere.

   "Maybe the weenie of these Romanians is different than ours," Josh
asked.

   "Yeah, it sure is a possibility," Lee responded.

   "Why don't we ask him to show it to us," Ricky suggested laughing.

   They walked around me in circles.  I tried to break through many times
but each time they blocked my path.

   "Come on show us your weenie," Josh said laughing insanely.

   "Yeah, show it and satisfy our curiosity," Lee said.

   "Why don't you show us your weenie you miserable piece of filth," Ricky
said spewing venom.

   Someone from the crowd shouted, "Silly show them your willy" Another
cried, "Sucker show us your pecker", "Fool show us your tool", "Dick show
us your dick", and yet another shouted, "Beanie show us your weenie" and so
on.

   "Come on man, show us your weenie," Ricky snickered.

   "Over my dead body," I retorted putting up my fists.

   "All right guys if this is what he wants," Josh proclaimed and they
started to close in.

   Before they reached me I waded into them with clenched fists and hitting
out blindly.  Last I heard before losing consciousness the crowd shout,
"Beanie show us your weenie".

   When I regained consciousness my hand crept to my fly to see if it was
open.

   "Beanie, they didn't get to see your weenie," a voice beside me laughed.


   I turned my head painfully and saw a black boy of fourteen watching me.
"Hi there, I am Joe," he said grinning, "They did not get to see your
weenie."

   "Thank God," I sighed, "How come?"

   "You are quite a scrapper.  You showed so much pluck that the crowd
insisted that those bullies leave you alone," he chuckled.

   Next I checked for broken bones.  All were intact.  I got up with Joe's
help and painfully trudged home.  When I reached home dad asked, "Son, who
did this to you?"

   I told him.

   "That's my boy," he said patting me on the back, "Now go and clean up."

   I looked in the mirror.  I had a black eye, my lips were cracked and
bleeding, my face was swollen and I hurt all over.

   I didn't go to school for two days and lay in bed thinking of ways to
avenge myself.  They wanted to see my weenie, I'll show it but not to them
but to their younger sisters.  I'll fuck them and make them suck my cock
and swallow my cum.  When I reached school on the third morning the boys
and girls cheered me.  Suddenly I was the most popular boy in school.

   Joe came up to me and shaking my hand said, "Beanie, glad to have you
back."

   Then I was overwhelmed by other students wanting to shake my hand
saying, "Bravo Beanie, well done," "Beanie, you showed those bullies,"
"Sir, I am proud to shake your hand," etc.  Beanie was not much of name but
far better than Godoired.  I decided to stick to it.

   Being popular made my resolve to fuck the sisters of the bullies much
easier.  I made discreet inquiries and found out about their siblings. 
Josh had a fourteen year old sister, Nancy.  Lee had two brothers, Scot and
Andy and no sisters.  They were sixteen and ten respectively.  Ricky had
two sisters.  Sara was thirteen years old and Teri was eleven.

   I decided to start with Nancy.

   NANCY

   One afternoon in the school recess Bill, a senior whom I knew slightly,
and I were eating our lunch in the school cafeteria when a bevy of girls
came and sat down couple of tables away.  Nancy was one of them.

   "WOW!  She is a beauty," I whispered.

   "Who?" Bill asked without looking at the girls.

   "That girl in the red blouse," I replied giving the color of Nancy's
blouse.  Bill turned his head casually and had a look.

   "She is Nancy," he said.

   "Nice name," I said.

   "She is quite a cock raiser, isn't she," Bill chuckled.

   "Yeah, do you know her?" I asked.  Bill nodded.

   "Can you introduce me to her?" I continued.

   "No need for that," Bill advised, "Just ask her out.  She won't refuse."


   "Are you sure?" I asked nervously.

   "Of course, I am sure.  She likes cocks, especially new ones, too much
to refuse," Bill laughed, "By the way she is a good lay."

   "I...I have no experience," I stammered.  I had fucked two girls before
but I thought it advisable not to tell him.

   "Don't worry, you won't have to do anything," Bill laughed, "Nancy will
take care of everything."

   "How?" I asked.

   "You will find out," he laughed.

   "How do you know this?  Have you....," I left the sentence in the air.

   "Yes, I have been there," Bill chuckled, "If you can put Nancy on hold
then I'll introduce you to Yolanda.  She is older and likes virgin boys.

   "No thanks, I like Nancy," I replied.

   "Yolanda is a hottie of Italian descent and will teach you everything to
need to know about sex," Bill chuckled trying to tempt me.

   "Oh no, if she is of Italian descent, then I better keep off her.  My
family has a weakness of making girls of Italian descent pregnant and I
don't want to get married at my tender age," I laughed.

   "Suit yourself," Bill laughed.

   Next morning I saw Nancy talking to a boy in the school corridor.  While
waiting for them to finish I watched Nancy's sexy body.

   Nancy was very beautiful and a cock raiser like Bill had said.  She was
tall and blonde like her brother with a gorgeous figure.  Her hair was cut
in Marilyn Monroe style and it suited her sharp features.  She was wore a
tight white blouse, showing all the curves of her bra to her best
advantage, and a black mini skirt covering her tight ass and displaying her
long attractive legs.  Her tits were just the right size for her physique.

   Few minutes later they said good bye and Nancy walked swinging her hips
sexily towards where I was waiting for her.  As she came abreast, I asked,
"Hi Nancy, may I have a word with you?"

   "Hi, sure," she replied stopping and facing me.

   "I am..." I began when she interrupted me.

   "Oh don't tell me...yes, you are Beanie of `Beanie, show us your weenie'
fame," she giggled.

   "Yes, you have head of it," I laughed.

   "Yeah, who hasn't," she chuckled, "Beanie, what can I do for you?"

   "I was wondering whether you would like to see the James Bond movie in
the Excelsior with me today afternoon," I asked and adding hastily, "that
is if you are free."

   "No, I can't," she replied and my heart sank and started cursing Bill
but she added, "If you like I can go with you tomorrow, that is if you are
free."

   "Oh tomorrow will be fine with me," I said grinning.

   "Okay, see you tomorrow in front of the Excelsior at say five thirty. 
Is it okay?" she proposed.

   "Perfect," I confirmed, "See you tomorrow, bye."

   The next day when we met I asked, "Nancy would you like something to eat
or drink?"

   "No, not yet, maybe in the intermission," she replied, "Let us go in."

   The hall was quite empty.  We sat in the last row with no one near us on
both sides or in front of us.

   About half an hour into the movie Nancy's hand slipped from the arm rest
and fell on my crotch.  I was caught by surprise and my cock became hard as
rock immediately.  She grabbed my hard on and squeezed it.  I looked at her
but she was staring ahead.  I put my arm around her shoulders and tried to
insert my palm inside her blouse.

   "Not here, later," she said catching my hand and placing it on her boob
outside her blouse.

   I squeezed her tits while she played with my cock.  She rested her head
on my shoulders and I bent my head and kissed her lightly.

   In the intermission she said, "Beanie, I'll have a large box of pop corn
and a large coke."

   "You get it," I replied handing over a tenner to her, "I can't get up in
my condition."

   She looked at my erect cock making a big tent in my trousers and
laughed, "Okay, you want anything?"

   "A coke for me please," I replied.

   When the movie started again we shared the popcorn and drank our cokes.
When the popcorn finished Nancy reached out and enclosed my erect hard on
in her fist.

   After the movie Nancy suggested, "I am hungry.  Let's eat something."

   "What time you have to be home," I asked.

   "Latest by eleven," she replied.

   "If we eat first then we won't have enough time," I said.

   "Enough time for what?" Nancy asked winkling her pretty nose.

   "I was thinking of shoving my cock up your pussy and fucking you silly,"
I answered boldly.

   "Mmm, on second thought I am not hungry at all," she giggled.

   We drove to my den.  On the way we picked up two big Macs and two large
cokes from MacDonald's.  I didn't park the car in front of the den but
about hundred yards before reaching it and that too on the opposite side
which was lined with residential houses.

   "Do you live here?" Nancy asked.

   "Nope," I replied, "Just follow me."

   When we were inside the den she asked, "What is this?"

   "It is my den," I chuckled switching on the heat convector, "How's it?"

   "Hmm, very nice and comfortable," she said, "Do you bring all your girls
here?"

   "No, you are special," I replied pulling her into my arms and kissing
her tenderly.

   I wanted to make this evening so memorable for Nancy that whenever I
whistled she would come running, with her tits jiggling and legs wide open,
panting for my cock

   We sat down on the makeshift bed.  I put one arm around her shoulder
cupping her shapely tit and the other under her skirt.  Then pushing her
panties aside first caressed her pussy and then inserting my finger in it
and finger fucked her.  She was not idle.  She opened my fly and taking out
my erection moved the foreskin up and down slowly.

   Nancy placed her head on my shoulders and began to moan softly.  I bent
forward and crushed her lips with mine.  Her mouth opened and our tongue
darted into each other's mouth.  Her legs widened.  I pushed my finger
deeper into her cunt while moving it in and out.

   I continued to knead her breasts and opening her blouse buttons, pushed
up her bra, and exposed her tits.

   When the kiss broke I took her hard erect nipple in my mouth and suckled
it.

   "Oh Beanie, fuck me," she moaned moving her hips in fuck motion.

   "Alright, let us take off our clothes," I suggested.

   "No way," she said, "Someone might surprise us."

   "No one has come here in two years," I replied starting to undress, "We
are completely safe."

   "Are you sure?" she said still not convinced.

   Of course, I am dead sure," I replied confidently, "Nancy, please let us
take off your clothes."

   Nancy began to undress slowly and stopped when she was clad in only bra
and panties.  "Is this enough?" she asked coyly.

   "Please take them off too," I said pushing down my boxers, "I want to
see your beautiful body."

   Soon we both were naked.  Nancy blushed sweetly seeing my erect cock
pointing towards the ceiling.

   Her shapely boobs were firm with their hard nipples, in the centre of
her pink areolas, pointing straight ahead.  A fuzz of short blonde hair was
beginning to grow on her pussy.  Her cunt lips which were pressed together
and her clit, which was longer than any I had seen before, was peeping
through them.

   "WOW!  I haven't seen such a beautiful pussy before," I exclaimed
kissing her nipples and her cunt.

   "Your cock is quite handsome also," she giggled and bending down flicked
the drop of precum, which had formed on its tip, with her tongue.

   "Take it in your mouth," I said.

   "Later...maybe," she giggled, "Today I want you to fulfill your
promise."

   "Of course," I laughed leading her to the makeshift bed.

   We lay down on the bed.  I pulled her gently in my arms and kissed her.
While kissing her I ran my fingers between her cunt lips.  I kissed her on
her lips, nibbled her ear and then suckled her erect tit taut nipples.

   "Oh Beanie," she moaned

   I had never eaten pussy before but keeping with my resolve to make this
a memorable evening for Nancy I moved lower towards her cunt and buried my
face between her thighs.  She was taken by surprise.  She had not expected
that I would eat her pussy.

   "Oh Gawd!  Beanie, no one has ever done this to me before.  Oh, Jesus,
go on it feels sooo good," she said placing her hands behind my head and
pressing it against her cunt.

   I stopped to feel the taste of her pussy.

   "OH BEANIE, DON'T STOP," she screamed, "I'M LOVING IT."

   "So am I," I thought and plunged again between her quivering thighs.

   I spread her pussy lips and started licking and eating her it.  Her cunt
was so sweet and juicy.  She moaned as soon as I licked her pussy and clit.
Nancy's hands were on the back of my head pressing her hot cunt against my
face.  I licked her until her breath was rasping in short gasps.

   "OH BEANIE, GO ON.  DON'T STOP, OH Y...HESSSS," she shouted.

   She was about to reach a climax.  I licked and ate her harder.

   "OH JESUS!  I AMMM CUMMMMIIINNNNGGGGG," she screamed out her orgasm and
filling my mouth with a warm flow of pussy cum.

   I continued to lick her juicy cunt.

   "Beanie, I can't bear it any longer.  Take me," she panted and her hand
slid down to my crotch, groping my hard on and making me harder than I
already was.

   I switched from her cunt to her boobs and covered her left tit with my
hand and started kneading it while I bent over and sucking the hardened
nipple of her right breast.  I inserted first one then two fingers in her
hot lower mouth and started to finger fuck her.  Simultaneously I kissed
and licked her sexy nipples while her hand continued to work my cock up and
down.

   "Oh Beanie, it feels sooooo good," she moaned and raised her hips
pressing her cunt to my lips.  I took her hard clit between my teeth and
bit lightly on it.

   "Oww, it hurts but it feels soooo good.  Don't stop.  Go on Y...hes go
on," she moaned.

   Her legs widened.  I moved back to her pussy and pushed my tongue into
her quim.

   "AGGHHRR," she screamed and with a loud sigh released her love juices.

   As I licked her love offering she yelled, moving her hips in fuck
motion, "OH BEANIE, FUUUCCCKKKK MEEE."

   "Just a minute," I said, "Let me wear a condom."

   "You don't need to just get inside me," Nancy replied, "I'll explain
later."

   I got on top of her and placing my cock at the entrance of her hole of
pleasure and gave a gentle push.  My cock slid inside her well lubricated
fuck tunnel till my pubic hair tickled her clit.

   "I am inside," I panted and started the fuck motion.  My cock went in
and out, back and forth fucking her.

   She moaned and threw her legs up over my back and pulled me firmly
inside her pussy.

   I felt the walls of Nancy's cunt stretch before my cock, as it slid in
and out of her.  I continued to vary the speed and length of my strokes
constantly.

   "Oh Beanie," Nancy moaned pressing her crotch against mine.

   Nancy's ass lifted from the bed.  My cock plunged deeper and deeper into
her pussy as she twisted and humped with all her might from below.  Her
hands wandered over my back and shoulders as I continued to fuck her.

   I pinched her tits and squeezed her ass.  I fucked her harder and
faster. Her whole body shuddered violently.

   Nancy began to writhe under me, slowly at first, and then more violently
as I continued to fuck her.  She spread her legs wider and wider allowing
deeper penetration.

   "BEANIE...  OH, JESUS!  DON'T STOP...  PLEASE, DON'T STOP!" she pleaded.
I answered by driving my cock faster and harder into her.

   "OH BEANIEEEEE," she screamed in ecstasy with my cock throbbing inside
her as it moved in and out.

   Nancy's body shuddered with each thrust.  She pressed me to her naked
body with all her strength.  Her hips matched the rhythm of my strokes as
though we were one.  I drove in and out of her until I could stand it no
longer.

   "Nancy, I am about to cum," I gasped.

   "Y...HES FILL MY PUSSY WITH YOUR HOT CUM," she screamed.

   "OHhhh," I grunted loudly driving my cock deep inside her cunt and
started blasting the entrance of her womb with blobs of cum.

   Just then her body arched and throwing back her head, she shouted, "OH
Y...HES OHHH OHHHHHH I AMMMM CUMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGggggg."

   We lay joined together for a long time savoring the intense feeling we
had just shared.  Soon my cock lost its stiffness and slid out of her cunt.


   "Oh Nancy, that was good," I moaned crushing her lips with mine.

   "Oh Beanie, you were wonderful.  I've never felt so much pleasure
before. It is all due to you and your sweet weenie," Nancy cooed giving me
and my weenie a long wet kiss.

   End of part 1.
   To be continued...