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 Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Hill
Part: 2 of 2
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Keywords: (MF+ oral)
Language: English


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   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  MSU (made shit
up).  Anyway, it's a shame Diane and Terry couldn't have waited for each
other but that's the way life sometimes deals the cards.  Those early
slights often have a way of becoming permanent, of guiding one's life.  And
payback is always a meal that is best served cold...Very cold...Frozen, in
fact.

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   The Hill

   Part Two

   (MF+ oral)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   CHAPTER FIVE

   Mazatlan, Mexico

   Spring 1967

   Don and Diane were back in the motel room.  They'd met another
fraternity brother of Don's.  There were lots of them down here.  They came
on the train.  Both Diane and the other girl were real drunk.  She
remembered that much.  The rest was kind of a hazy and only became clearer
later in the week...When Don showed her some Polaroid pictures of the
event.

   There were several of them, showing her sucking two cocks.  Several more
showed a couple of loads of cum dripping off her eye brows and nose and
chin.  Diane's face looked like a glazed donut.  The other girl didn't fare
any better and there were a lot of her, wearing loads of cum.  Don had
coaxed Diane into going down on the other girl and she remembered that it
really turned her on.  The other guy ended up doing her doggie style while
Diane chowed down on his girl friend.

   They saw them again a couple of times later in the week but the girl
never appeared interested in joining them.  She was always hanging out with
a bunch of other girls...Don's fraternity brother was always trying to
entice her away from the girls.  Diane wondered if she knew about the
pictures ?!

   The coolest thing, though, was picking up this other chick.  Diane met
her the last night they stayed in Mazatlan.  She was hanging out with a
whole bunch of kids at this outdoor dance place.  More like a bar.  A
couple of guitars.  Some singing.  Very little dancing.

   There was a group of kids, smoking weed, down by the high tide mark. 
Diane wandered down to join them.  Don had scored this super weed and was
hot to share it with another girl.  Diane was more than eager to help him.
She was wearing just a shift, was naked beneath it.  Ellen was still in her
bathing suit and hadn't eaten yet.  She was easy to entice away from the
group.

   The two of them were wandering ahead of Don.  Diane put her arm around
Ellen.  She didn't flinch at all and Diane was tremendously excited.  Don
and her were staying in this really cool room...Down on the avenue just
across from the ocean.  They smoked dope as they walked along the beach. 
Don joined them and now they were a threesome.

   By the time they got to their room, the three of them were very stoned.
Diane stripped off her shift and was naked as soon as the lights went off.
Don was fixing some margaritas, as if they needed any more to drink.  Ellen
followed suite several minutes later and both of the girls giggled when Don
stripped off his shorts.  He wasn't wearing any underwear and his cock
wangled back and forth as he came across the room with their drinks.

   Diane got some candles going.  Ellen's breasts were nowhere near Diane's
size and her bush was nowhere near as thick as Diane's.  They were still
smoking weed and drinking.  Diane couldn't help it and started to play with
Don's cock.  Ellen wasn't far behind and it wasn't long before the two of
them were down on their knees, sucking Don's cock.

   Diane rode him for a while and then Ellen rode Don's turgid cock.  It
was a long while before Don' squirted several eruptions of semen on to
Ellen's tits.  Diane went on to lick the cum off her breasts.  The
three-some only ended because they needed to catch the train back to the
U.S.A.....

   .....Terry Morrison hardly recognized Diane.  She looked old and what
were they ?  A little over fifty.  Instead he was looking directly at
Jenifer Friedman.  She was a hot looking young lady.  After introductions
Mia and Jenifer started gabbing about classes and what grades they got. 
Terry knew that Mia was a good five years older than Jenifer but didn't
look a day older.

   "And how is Diane Stanton ?" Diane was disappointed in the tone of his
voice.  Almost like he was disappointed he'd run into her.  She was at a
loss for words.  They had nothing in common.  She didn't know anything
about him anymore.

   "Doing okay." She answered.  Terry turned to the girls and added some
comments to the story the Asian girl was telling.  The three of them
laughed.  Diane felt out of place.  They were talking about going out
drinking.  Diane wondered if it would just be the two college girls but
immediately realized they were talking about taking Terry along.

   "Is it okay if I go, mom ?" What could she say ?  Jenifer was free,
white and twenty-one.

   "Sure, dear.  Have a good time."

   Terry was getting up and putting on a light wind breaker with a surf
shop emblem sewed to the back.  "Great to see you, Diane.  I'm sure I'll
see you around.  I've moved into my parent's old place.  Fix it up a bit
and maybe we'll just live down here and surf ?" He had his hand on the
Asian girl's back, guiding her out of the burger shoppe.  Her daughter was
following.....

   .....She had a hard time realizing that more than a year had passed
since Terry left for Hawaii.  And now she was newly married and on her
honeymoon in Hawaii.  Terry was on his way to 'Nam.

   After arriving in Hawaii Don and Diane didn't leave their room for two
days and then Don insisted that she wear a scandalous bikini around the
pool, showing her off.  Don's best man, Ellison Frank, an old friend of the
family and a good twenty years older than Don, surprised them on the
afternoon of the third day out around the pool.  He worked for Don's old
man; had for many years.

   Diane remembered how surprised she was.  She was half loaded at the time
and just about to go up to the room to shower and change.  Instead they
kept drinking around the pool and had bar food for dinner.  When the three
of them went upstairs she was so drunk that Don had to hold her up in the
elevator.  The three of them entered the room and Don immediately went to
the bar and poured more drinks.

   Diane was trying to stand by herself at the bar when Ellison came up
next to her.  She was still wearing the bikini but had forgot her wrap
somewhere.  Her husband actually brought it upstairs and had thrown it into
the bedroom.  She wouldn't find it until tomorrow.  He wanted her like
this, drunk and half naked.  He could see the boner in Ellison's trunks
from here.  He was getting a woody just imagining Ellison fucking Diane's
eyes out.

   Diane only realized that both of them were going to fuck her after they
got naked.  Both of them had hardons.  She remembered crying out, "Oh my
God !  You guys have big cocks !" They had her stripped in just moments. 
She remembered having a cock in each hand, jerking them off.  One of them
had a finger in her cunt and the other had a finger in her ass.  She was
starting to dance between them.

   She was on the couch on her back with her feet on the floor.  One of
them was between her legs fucking her while the other choked her with his
cock.  In the first hour she had four loads of cum sprayed on to her.  In
the shower they both came in her mouth.  The orgy lasted for another two
days and then the three of them flew back home to the west coast.  Diane
spent the next sixteen hours in bed, recovering from the almost non-stop
sex she'd had on her honeymoon.....

   .....She spent an hour or so doing paper work at Cosmic Copy and was
just locking up when the yellow bug drove by.  It didn't even honk.  She
could hear a burst of laughter as they passed.  Diane Stanton was pissed.

   The Asian was hardly her daughter's age and Terry was sleeping with her,
fucking her.  It seemed like a very long time since she'd used or thought
that word.  She was in her car and on the way home but managed to end up on
his parent's street.  The bug was parked in the driveway.  She pulled in
behind it and parked.  She had no idea what she was doing here ?

   CHAPTER SIX

   Diane smelled weed as soon as she walked past his bug on the way down
the driveway.  They were sitting around on lawn furniture when she rounded
the corner of the house.  The backyard was overgrown, hadn't seen a
gardener in years.  In the back there were several tall marijuana plants
well past harvest time.  They were taking turns with a glass bong about a
yard tall.

   Terry had the bong in his lap and saw her first.  "Diane !  Hi !  Diane
!" It was stoner talk and the three of them laughed.  Her daughter didn't
even try to hide the fact that she was smoking marijuana.  Jenifer wasn't
embarrassed a bit that her mother caught her smoking weed.  Here with a
man, who was her mother's age, with his concubine girl friend.

   The girl friend was up off her lawn lounger and dragging another one
over.  "Come on, Diane.  Rip the pipe with us.  Terry said you two did it
in high school." She was a darling looking Asian, small with jet black hair
to her waist.

   "Oh !  Come on, mom.  It's the twenty first century.  Half the
presidents do it.  Rip a bowl with us, mom." Her daughter was even egging
her on.  And Terry just sat there with a very wicked smile on his face.  He
appeared very pleased.

   "Sit down, Diane." Terry spoke again.  It was more than an invitation.
She sat on the lounger that the Asian girl brought over for her.  There was
a small hot tub set up on a patio over by the back door.  It appeared that
Terry was building a patio cover over the hot tub.

   "Mia, the bong !?" Jenifer cried.  The Asian girl laughed and passed the
bong to Diane.  Diane took a huge hit off the stem.  Her daughter laughed.

   "Mom, this is good shit.  Terry grows it." She was still laughing when
Diane floated up off the lounge chair, she was sitting in.  The three of
them were laughing at her.  The bong was taken out of her hands.  They were
passing it around.  It was her turn again.  She was so stoned.  The Asian
girl came over and lit the bowl for her.  She took a hit.  Her head lolled
back on the lounger.....

   .....They were living with his parents, in Don's old room.  It was
outfitted with a new king size bed and some less masculine decor.  The
second day back from their honeymoon Don left on a business trip.  She was
left home and had not a fucking thing to do.  She spent the day in her room
getting stoned and it was only at dinner time that she left her room at
all.

   Her father-in-law and mother-in-law were insistent that she join them
for dinner and the three of them drank enough wine to get Diane pretty well
loaded.  Once back in her room she immediately stripped off her clothes and
climbed into bed.  Her husband would be home the day after tomorrow. 
Honestly, she missed the fucking and sucking.

   It wasn't long before her father-in-law entered Don's room without
knocking and made his way to the bed, wearing just his robe.  Diane closed
her eyes as soon as he burst into the room, throwing light over the bed. 
It was very apparent at dinner that her father-in-law was interested in
fucking her.  Diane could hardly believe the shit he was pulling in front
of his wife, talking about the blow jobs he was getting from some bimbo
working at his office.

   Her father-in-law had his hands under the covers, feeling her breasts
and then her pussy.  She couldn't stop her legs from opening.  His robe had
come open and his large flaccid cock was swaying back and forth as he
fingered her wet pussy.

   "You've got such a nice tight, fat cunt, dear." He was pulling the
covers off and now was pulling her out of bed.  Her nipples were erect and
throbbing.  They were off toward the master bedroom.  Sarah Friedman was
sitting up in bed.  She was naked and small breasted like her daughter.

   "Oh !  She's darling, Ed.  Bring her to bed."

   *****

   Diane looked around the backyard.  Terry was sitting across from her. 
The girls were gone.  She heard some giggling and laughing.  Terry spoke.

   "They're in the hot tub.  Wanna join them ?" He had the bong in his lap.
"Want another hit ?"

   The only thing she could think of was that her daughter was naked in the
hot tub with the Asian girl.  Terry would probably be in there with them if
she hadn't shown up.  She shook her head back and forth.

   "You're wondering about the Vietnamese girl aren't you ?" He took
another hit off the bong.  "I was able to get her family, all seven of
them, out of the country before the communists took over.  That was real
hard to do back then.  Her family will be forever in my debt.  Mia imagines
she is paying off that debt to her family, even though she was born in the
U.S.A.  I was able to get her a scholarship to school and she will be the
first in her family to graduate from college.  I can do no wrong with these
people."

   Diane followed it all and was shocked.  He was taking another hit off
the pipe.  He offered it to her.  She shook her head again and asked.  "And
why did you do this for them ?"



   Terry exhaled a long stream of smoke.  "They saved my life when I was on
the run in bad guy territory.  They allowed me to hide and rest.  They fed
me.  I was able to make it to the coast and steal a boat.  The rest is
history."

   "Is she your child ?" Terry laughed out loud and Diane saw the girls
look over at them from the hot tub.

   "Hardly, Diane.  I married her.  She's my wife.  My father-in-law is a
five foot two inch Vietnamese man who just got his American citizenship. 
He's stoked he's got such a cool G.I.  for a son-in-law."

   There was silence for a few moments as they stared at each other in the
dark.  Diane reached for the bong, "What'd you do after the war ?"

   "There were other wars.  By then I was very experienced and a very
popular team member.  It was a very lucrative profession for a while.  Put
Mai through college and will allow me a very comfortable retirement."

   "What exactly did you do, Terry ?" Diane was afraid.  Her ex-husband had
been murdered just over six months ago in what was thought to be a random
act of violence.  According to Terry's best friend, Terry moved here just
over six months ago.  She couldn't avoid those facts.

   "What else do you do in war ?  Kill people, Diane." He took the bong out
of her hand and lit the bowl.  She could hear the liquid bubbling.  She
stared at him.

   Terry finally looked over at her.  "Sure you don't want to get in the
hot tub ?" Diane was frozen.  She couldn't take her eyes off of him.  He
was staring her down.  She wondered if he knew Jenifer's father had been
gunned down.  She wondered if he did it ?

   Terry got up, taking the bong with him, and moved toward the hot tub. 
The Vietnamese girl took the bong from him and stared at Diane while Terry
stripped off his clothes and climbed into the hot tub.

   Mia watched the woman get up off the lounger and disappear around the
corner of the house.  Jenifer was sucking on the bong.  Terry laid back and
looked up at the roof over the hot tub.  That went well, he thought.  He'd
been waiting for six months to run into her.  He reconsidered; it couldn't
have gone better.  He took the bong from Jenifer.

   "Did you tell her ?" Mia asked.

   "Yea.  I told her about us." Terry answered.

   "I bet that blew her away." Jenifer offered.  Terry looked over at
Diane's daughter.  Not quite as good looking as her mother.  And nowhere
near as well built.  Jenifer's breasts were just a tad larger than Mia's.
But the daughter did have the same thick bush of hair between her legs
before she shaved it off.  Terry was getting a hardon thinking about
Jenifer naked.

   He felt Mia pulling on his cock.  He pushed himself up on to the lip of
the hot tub.  His cock was approaching a turgid state.  Mia wasted no time
floating over and gobbling up Terry's cock.  Her head started bobbing. 
Terry's hands guided Mia's head by wrapping his hands in her long, black
hair.  Jenifer sucked on the pipe while she watched Mia sucking Terry's
cock.

   She was glad her mother left.  Although she thought it would be cool if
they were all in the hot tub together.  Mia told her that Terry had fucked
her mother well before she was born.  Mia claimed she didn't know the whole
story, just that they were an item in high school.  Jenifer moved over by
Terry and took her turn sucking on his hard cock.

   Later the three of them were in bed.  Terry was on his back while Mia
rubbed her cunt on his face and Jenifer bounced her cunt up and down on his
cock.  She could feel her orgasm start to well up in her belly and exploded
when Terry reamed a finger up her ass; while he lost his load fucking up
into her.  The three of them fell into a heap on the bed and Jenifer didn't
get home to her mother's until late Saturday afternoon.

   *****

   Diane couldn't sleep, couldn't stop thinking about it.  The girls had
taken it well; their father's death.  They had never been close.  Her
ex-husband had taken to fucking younger and younger women as he aged. 
Diane was always afraid that he'd start fucking his daughter's girl friends
but the marriage dissolved well before the girls were old enough for that
to occur.

   Was it just coincidence ?  Terry moves back to the hill and her "ex"
gets one shot to the chest, one to the head and two to the groin.  And now
her daughter is hanging out with him and his wife !?  This was too much to
take.  And where was her daughter ?  It was three o'clock in the morning.

   Diane was in the kitchen fixing a sandwich when Jenifer got home shortly
after noon.  Her daughter's eyes were blood shot and her hair hadn't been
near a comb for a while.

   "And just where have you been ?" Diane asked.

   "Crashed over at Terry's.  Sorry, I'll call the next time." Diane was in
shock...A next time !

   "Just where did you meet this Mia ?" Snapped Diane.

   "Mom, I've known her for two years.  We took some classes together when
we were freshman."

   "So you've known Terry for two years ?" He mother asked.  The question
had an edge to it.

   "Yea, he shows up when the surf is good and takes Mia surfing with him.
Did you know how good he was back when he was going with you ?"

   "And just what has he said about that ?" Diane queried.

   "About what ?  You two going together ?  Is that what this is all about
!?  Well, to set the record straight that is all he said.  You two used to
go together in high school.  Now was he good back then ?"

   "Yes, he was very good back then." Diane answered her daughter.

   Chapter Eight

   Diane waited until her daughter went back to school.  She even waited
longer than that.  She was afraid of bumping into him.  Why ?  'Cause she
thought he might be the one who murdered her ex-husband ?  Was that the
real reason or was it the perverted thought that he was seducing her
ex-husband's daughter.

   Her daughter didn't even turn her head the other night when Terry
stripped off his clothes and climbed into the hot tub.  The years had been
kind to him.  He was in shape.  She wondered if the violence had something
to do with it ?  She laughed.  Maybe it was the surfing ?  Her daughter
went on and on about the surf trips they'd taken her on.  Jenifer was
especially impressed with Mia's ability.  She told her mother that Terry
had been teaching her since she was eight years old.  If she surfed all
year, she could probably go pro, her daughter insisted.

   It was a Friday night.  Her husband was out of town for ten days on a
Pacific turn-around.  Diane was just closing up "Cosmic Copy." She noticed
the yellow bug parked down by "Jimmy's." Instead of going to her car, she
walked down the street to the burger place.

   He was standing at the counter talking with Jimmy.  He was getting
take-out.  She paused.  Then opened the door.  Jimmy noticed her right
away. Terry looked over his shoulder at her.  She smiled.  Jimmy said
something she didn't catch.  Terry grabbed his bag of food.

   "Hi, you two." was all she could think of.  She felt like an idiot.  As
an afterthought, "How's Mia ?"

   Terry stopped.  "She's doing fine.  Said to say hello if I ran into
you."

   "Well, I was just gonna get a burger.  Nice seeing you, Terry."

   Jimmy was smiling that "fuck you, Diane" smile of his.  She had to wait
over twenty minutes for her order and was pissed when she left the burger
place.  She drove right to his parent's place.  What if the Vietnamese girl
came down for the weekend ?  She kept going and parked right behind the
yellow bug in the driveway.

   When he opened the front door, it was like he was expecting her.  He had
a napkin in his hand.  "Sorry, I didn't wait.  I knew Jimmy was going to
fuck with you.  You must have really pissed him off at one time." Diane
moved by him into his parent's living room.  It hadn't changed much in
twenty-five years or so.  It was like going back to another era.  She went
through the dining room to the kitchen.

   Terry was eating off the counter top, his burger lying on top of the
paper it was wrapped in.  A can of coke next to it, the fries spread out on
a napkin.  Diane put her bag down.  Terry handed her a coke.  They both
laughed.  And then they ate in silence.  Terry turned up the sound on a
small TV at the end of the counter.  It was some news program.  The weather
came on.

   Between bites Terry told her, "It's going to be good tomorrow morning."
Diane just nodded her head.  She couldn't imagine going surfing at this
time of year.  Well, she'd never surfed.  She was the surf bunny.  Terry
was cleaning up his stuff and throwing it away.  He left the kitchen and
returned just a few moments later with the huge bong.  He cleaned out the
wine and washed the whole apparatus.  Diane continued eating.

   He was finished and putting it all back together.  Diane cleaned up her
take-out shit.  Terry was taking a good rip off the fresh bong.  She could
hear the gurgling.  Maybe a couple of hits would give her...She wasn't sure
what she wanted ?

   "Did you kill my ex ?" She blurted it out.

   Terry burst out laughing.  She thought she sounded serious.  Terry was
still laughing.

   "Stop laughing.  I'm serious.  Did you ?"

   "Diane, I've never met your ex.  Have never even seen a picture of him.
But, yes, I did know he was dead.  Your daughter told me.  I think the weed
is going to your head."

   "I haven't smoked any of that shit in twenty years, Terry.  So that's a
`no' ?"

   "Of course not.  All the fuckers I greased lived in foreign countries.
The cops in the US are usually too good and hard to bribe.  I'm innocent of
this charge, your honor." He took another hit off the pipe then continued.
"You know twenty or so years ago; if we were in this house this long
without adult supervision we'd be naked."

   Diane blushed but shot back.  "And what about your wife ?" He smiled at
her.  She didn't mention her husband.

   "This new generation has a whole new set of moral values, Diane.  Not at
all like us." Terry was staring at her.  She couldn't hold his gaze and
looked away.  She should go but knew she'd stay a while, maybe even the
night ?  If he wanted her to ?

   Terry took another hit off the bong and passed it to her.  Diane took a
huge rip on the pipe.....

   .....Las Vegas.  Her husband and his father were entertaining clients in
"sin" city and of course their lovely wives were accompanying them.  Diane
remembered the way they were dressed, the ladies, that is.  Her
mother-in-law called it "Las Vegas" slut but was brazen enough as she
wandered through the throng of clients.

   Diane was sure that the old lady would be sleeping with someone other
than her husband tonight.  She'd seen this happen enough now.  She had even
entertained some "clients" on rare occasions.  Well, she hadn't counted and
sometimes was too drunk to remember much.  She always vowed to cut down on
her drinking but it never seemed to make much difference.

   And she knew her husband was sticking his donkey dick in just about
anything that moved.  She'd watched his moves for years now.  Get'em
loaded, separate them from the herd and then shove that cock of his in
them. She'd seen the look on their faces, had heard their screams.  In the
end the vast majority of them came back for more.  But Don liked variety.
So did his father and that bull was in constant stud mode.

   Diane's father-in-law was with a big blonde across the room.  Her
husband was on the other side of the room, talking with a group of men. 
Much too early for Don to be making a move.  Diane laughed to herself as
she left the private suite and wandered out into the casino.  She was
slightly loaded but felt pretty good.

   "Well, Diane.  Is this the new you ?"

   It startled her and she turned to face her accuser.  Her tits were
braless in the flimsy top and they moved about quite on their own.  Shit !
It was Jimmy.

   "Fancy meeting you here, Jimmy." And then Terry exploded into her
consciousness.  How long had it been ?  The war was way over.  Like years
ago.  Jimmy was staring at her tits.  They were still moving.

   "Yea.  I think its called Las Vegas slut, Diane.  Come on down and have
a hamburger some time." He made it sound like he knew something about
Terry. He moved away from her and blended into the crowd.  Wow !  Was that
strange !?  She walked back to the party.  She wanted another drink.....

   .....She was lying on his couch.  She bolted up.  The sun was well up.
It was more than light out.  She looked at her wrist.  It was seven-thirty.
She relaxed.  She had plenty of time.  There was a blanket on the floor. 
Then she saw the note.

   Diane,

   Went surfing.  Be home at 8.

   Cook some eggs.  You know

   where everything is.

   God !  What happened last night ?  She couldn't remember.  Just woke up
on the couch.  The pipe was still on the end table.  She should go home but
she didn't and was scrambling some eggs when he walked in the back door
with his wet suit on.  She was tempted to shower with him but didn't and
left right after they ate.

   Three days later she saw him heading to P.V.  Cove.  He was right.  It
was good.  She'd watched the weather last night.  Diane was disappointed
the spark was gone.  She admitted now that it never entirely went out with
her.  She felt empty even though she had a loving husband and a wonderful
family.

   *****

   Mia picked up her cell phone, flipped it open.  It was Terry.

   "Yo !  Surfer boy, you miss some really good waves up here, bro.  I miss
surfing with you."

   "Good waves down here, too.  I miss you, Mia."

   "I miss you, too, Terry.  Did she ask you yet ?"

   "Yea."

   "What'd you tell her ?"

   "Told her I didn't do it."

   "Good.  When you coming up ?"
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