Please, leave me a virgin... (contd.)
	Knowing what liars boys are, it is hard to tell how many of 
them tried Sally's alternate routes. A hundred if you believe them, but at 
least 25 or 30 using a conservative estimate. All I know is that by the 
time she got to me, she was very practiced and just full of surprises.
	We met in a coffee shop- not one of those artsy-fartsy ones with 
poetry readings and crap like that- just your average greasy spoon diner 
kind of place. I make the distinction because Sally was coming on like 
biker bitch from Sluttown and her choice of place was part of that. 
	I knew her slightly from school- I graduated the year she got 
together with Mr. Harris- but I don't think she remembered me. It 
certainly wasn't important to her mission that night. Her mission was to 
get fucked- hard, hot and nasty and generally be treated like a piece of 
meat.
	I was hardly the Alpha male in the place that night, but a couple 
of winks cleared the way for me to pretend. I think the other guys 
hoped to be amused by watching me play the swagger and pick up. I 
had a couple of moves I thought would make them proud of me.
	I stalked over and grabbed me a handful of her denimed butt.
	"That's real prime," I said as I squeezed her ass, "I'd like to slice 
me off a pound of that filet."
	She didn't protest. She just turned slowly to face me and said, 
"Some people are careful about who's their butcher. You think you can 
handle the job?"
	I stepped up close, put my other hand on her other cheek and 
said, "Babe, I've got it covered."
	I had stepped between her legs to keep her from kicking me in 
the nuts if that was her plan, but she had better ideas. She wrapped her 
legs around my hips, reached up for my shoulders and pulled herself up 
against me.
	"Hope I'm not too much for you," she taunted as she hung on 
my body.
	When she had taken the little hop off the stool, my hands had 
instinctively given her butt a boost and now I was holding her crotch 
against my crotch as she twined around me. It was a different kind of 
pick up. Hoping to continue my smooth cover and give the guys a real 
show, I turned her toward the door and started to carry her out.
	"I think that will take some testing. I better take you to my 
shop," I told her as I headed for the door.
	She only giggled as I struggled to make her weight seem 
nothing as I carried her out. I was stuck a little since I didn't have a 
place I wanted to take her, but a pleading glance over her shoulder to a 
friend took care of that. He knew I didn't have a place to take her, so he 
clipped the keys to his truck to my wallet chain as I carried her by.
	It was a Peterbilt. Great place for a truck fuck. I had set her 
down after I had pinned her against the doorframe and ground my now 
hard dick against the crotch of her jeans for a while. Now I led her to 
the back of the cab and gave her a two-handed squeeze as she climbed 
up in front of me. We didn't have to act quite so tough now that we 
were alone and she giggled as I goosed her.
	When I followed her into the back, I had one little thing to take 
care of to pay back my friend. I had to find his PC and get it turned on. 
He drove too much and made too much and had nothing to spend the 
money on but hi-tech toys. I once told him he should get a job in 
computers, but he said he couldn't take the pay cut. But his PC was like 
a biker's full-dressed hog, bells, chimes, whistles, fog-horns and all. All 
I had to do was flip the switch and I knew he could remote from the 
Newton in his pocket.
	I clicked it on along with the lights in the back of the cab and 
my thoughts quickly turned to other things. Sally hadn't been wasting 
the four or five seconds it had taken me to deal with the switches. 
She had gotten her tank top off and had her jeans down over her butt. 
As I watched, she peeled them off and then lay back naked on the bed.
	She didn't stay there long. As soon as I got busy with the 
buttons on my shirt, she popped up and started opening my pants. 
Together, we had me naked in a minute and then she was pushing me 
down on my back. It wasn't the kind of control you resented, because 
she was just trying to clear the path to my cock, which she promptly 
put in her mouth.
	I could only think of three possibilities as her lips slid down my 
swollen stem. A. she was the best natural cocksucker ever, B. she had 
picked up a lot with practice, C. both A and B apply. And every bob of 
her head was making me think C was the right answer.
	She didn't waste me. I think her sucking was just a way of 
teasing me with things to come. All too quickly she sat up and grinned 
evilly.
	"Are you ready to show me what you can do with a rump roast? 
I want you inside me," she simpered.
	I was expecting her to roll over on her hands and knees, but she 
just rolled back and pulled her legs up and apart. I wondered how a 
position like that was going to keep her a virgin, but I decided it would 
be more fun to find out than to puzzle about it.
	Well, it wasn't like she was leaving anything to chance. She just 
knew her body better than I did and she was practiced in her art of 
deception. When I climbed over her and tried to put my dick in her 
pussy, she pulled her knees back a little farther and I slipped down 
between her asscheeks.
	She must have wanted me to try again because the second time 
she pulled her pussy up out of my way pulled her asshole directly in 
line with my cock and I nudged in a millimeter or two before I pulled 
back. 
	"What's the matter? You know you want it." she chided as I 
held my position poised above her.
	It was a deadly combination of art and craft as she artfully 
aroused my testosterone with her teasing and then showed her seductive 
craft by wetting her forefinger and running it around her asshole. The 
saliva made the brown pucker shine and then she slowly slipped the tip 
of her finger inside and made little fuck motions. Then she laid back 
and left it to me to ram her full of cock.
	At least that's how she made me feel. The actual sticking of my 
cock in her ass was less showy. It started in real good, but the lack of 
any real lubrication brought me up short. I was going to have to fight 
for it. I wasn't in the fight alone. She fought right back at me by pushing 
her ass at my advancing hardon. It was slow but it was a good fight.
	By the time I had settled against her ass, we were both 
sweating pretty good and I felt like king of the jungle. We had pushed 
the pink canoe upstream against stubborn resistance and now I was 
deep in the heart of the headwaters. We strained against each other a 
while to push the last millimeters inside her asshole and then she pulled 
back and pushed at me.
	"That was great, but I don't want to have to go through that all 
night. Take it out for a second," she said.
	I was disappointed. I pulled out of her and she went scavenging 
in her pants. When she came up with a small tube of K-Y, I knew what 
kind of an animal she was. She could have made it easy, but she 
wanted me to fight to drill her dry. Now she squirted a little jelly on my 
dick and a lot into her asshole and resumed her position.
	It was good when it went in easy, too. She let me hit bottom 
again and then she tried to straighten out her legs.
	"Lean back, I'll show you something," she said.
	I dropped back on my heels and she laid her legs over my legs 
and proceeded to pull her ass up onto my cock. It was a lot different 
than bending over a babe and drilling it up the back door. I got to 
participate, but I wasn't in charge. I was limited to ramming my cock 
up her ass with sharp tilts of my pelvis, since lifting up only pushed her 
farther away because of the way her thighs lay over mine.
	But that's not to say she didn't do her share of slamming her ass 
into me, grabbing my cock with her ass rather than just taking what I 
gave her. We worked at that for a little while and then she pulled her 
legs back up.
	"I want it hard and I want it now," she demanded and put her 
legs over my shoulders.
	God! Me too! I grabbed her legs just below the knees and 
started to plow her asshole with long, hard strokes. After all the 
preliminaries, it felt just that much better to be finally sliding my aching 
cock in and out of the tight grip of her rectum. But she still wasn't done 
with her tricks.
	"Tell me when you're going to cum," she burbled as I bounced 
the words with my pounding against her butt.
	Thirty seconds later and the request would have been too late. It 
certainly didn't give me time to think about her motives. I heaved 
against her a few more times and then told her I was cumming.
	She pulled her legs away from me and her asshole off my cock 
in the most surprising thing she had done to date. I was about to protest, 
but I couldn't get out a sound before she was back- this time mouth end 
first on my ready to burst prick.
	I hadn't lied. I was so ready to cum that she hardly had time 
enough to slide her mouth down my cock before I let it fly. That didn't 
seem to worry her. I came and she kept on sucking. I came some more 
and her head kept bobbing in perfect time. She sucked me while I 
emptied my balls down her throat and then just held me in her mouth, 
running her tongue around my dick. It made me twitch it felt so good.
	When I finally thought I could speak without my voice 
breaking, I said, "Well, I was right about the quality of that rump."
	"Then I guess I've got to say that you handled it pretty well," 
she answered.
	That was it for the small talk. We got dressed and went our 
ways. The next thing was an ovation when I went back in the coffee 
shop to give my friend his keys back.
	"I just wished I could have taped it," he grinned and then 
explained that he had been able to hook a feed from his computer's 
camera to the tv in the cafe.
	I guess I was famous now.