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 Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Seduction of the Thompsons
Part: 1 of 2
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Keywords: (M+F+ swinging)
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   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
is insane.  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  MSU (made shit
up).  The Thompsons didn't have a chance.  As soon as they met and passed
the "looks" test.  Well, the rest is history as they say.  Like a fine wine
that has aged; opening a new chapter to one's life.  A week in Mexico to
remember for a life time.

   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.  Any
public figures mentioned are for back ground and time line purposes only.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
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   The Seduction of the Thompsons

   Part One

   (M+F+ swinging)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

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

   Chapter One

   The Talbots, Don and Vivian, were flying down from 'Vegas.  They sat in
the back of the aircraft and both had IPods with expensive ear buds.  You
had to figure they were mid-forties at least.  He was tall, sandy haired,
well built, good looking.  She was short, blonde and still cute.  They had
a blanket over their laps and the flight attendant, who serverd them
drinks, swore the woman was playing with the guy's dick under the blanket.

   The other flight attendant imagined what a turn on that would be and, on
the pretense of picking up used cups, went back to take a look.  Don's cock
was hard as stone and covered by the blanket but you'd have to be blind not
to see that it was an erect penis.  Both of Vivian's hands were holding a
novel and she was pretending to read.

   "Told you.  Here comes the other one to check out your boner." Vivian
whispered behind her book.  "She'll want some, honey." She looked over at
his boner and found Don flexing, making the blanket move.  Vivian looked up
at the flight attendant as she walked by.  The young woman was taking a
good look at her husband's erection moving around.  It turned her on.  She
reached under the blanket with her right hand and felt between her legs. 
She rubbed herself.

   Don was lip singing some song on his Ipod.  His boner now just another
lump in a very mussed-up blanket.  She reached over for it but he grabbed
her wrist.

   "No more games, sweet heart.  Unless you let me fuck one of the flight
attendants when we get to L.A.  When do the Thompson's get in ?"

   "You can fuck all the flight attendants you want as long as I get to
fuck the pilots." His boner jumped under the blanket.  "Tank and Shelly are
already there, waiting, honey bunch." Vivian stated rather loudly.  Several
people looked their way.

   *****

   David "Tank" Thompson was wandering the terminal at L.A.X.  It was
crowded.  He was trying to figure out if this was going to be worth it. 
They hadn't seen the Talbots for eighteen years.  Christmas cards were it.
That was a long time ago...Before children.  He looked over at Shelly.  She
was leaning up agaianst the railing and looking out the window.  He
couldn't help but look at her butt in the tight jeans.  He was sure others
were too.  He looked around.

   It was another three hours until the Talbot's flight arrived.  That was
the drawback of living out in the sticks.  There was usually only one
connecting flight and it was usually very early.  David found a younger
woman, blonde, short with almost no bust.  He was imagining how she'd look
naked.  His executive assistant was short and blonde but stacked.  Bigger
even than his wife after her augmentation.  His wife used to be flat as a
board but now had a nice rack with tremendous cleavage.

   Tank continued checking out the "snatch" in the terminal.  His wife was
sitting down now, reading a book.  She still looked hot at forty-one, with
her short dark, silver frosted hair.  And now he could see the swell of her
breasts from here.  He hoped Vivian Talbot looked as good.  He had a hardon
for her years ago.  A short little thing, with a grade "A" ass...Lots of
meat on that lady's butt...Nice hand full of tit, too.  And he always felt
she was a little slutty.

   Tank wandered back to the gate.  The Talbot's flight had just arrived.
He hung out across the walkway.  He could see Shelly waiting close to the
gate.  Here they came.  Don was wearing shorts with sun glasses and a loud
Hawaiian shirt.  Vivian's blonde hair stood out.  She looked delicious,
wearing shorts and a spagetti string shoulder strap top with her bra straps
showing.  Shelly would never wear anything like that.  Tank moved across
the walkway and joined the reunion.

   *****

   Don Talbot, wearing swim trunks and a "T" shirt, was standing out on the
patio of their two bedroom condo in Mazatlan, Mexico.  The Pacific Ocean
was spread out before him for as far as he could see.  Vivian was still in
their bathroom getting into her two piece bathing suit.  Tank and Shelly
hadn't come out of their bedroom since they all went to get changed.  It
was coming up on three in the afternoon and actually hot compared to the
drizzle of L.A.

   Don ran across the tile floor and grabbed his wallet on the way to the
front door.  He was waiting for the elevator in under ten seconds.  The
wait went on and on.  Don thought of Shelly.  A good five-eight or so with
short, frosted hair.  And the tits really stood out.  Vivian agreed, had to
be store bought.  He was glad they passed the looks test.  Don was finally
downstairs and out on the street.  The smells of Mexico always turned him
on.  Vivian and Don had seduced several of their friends in their condo. 
They couldn't remember the last time they hadn't scored down here.

   He was wandering the isle of the convenience store right across the
street from the towers of the resort.  Two of those plastic bags of
Pacifico beer, a bottle of rum, a bag of cokes plus a bag of ice.  He
picked up a couple of limes for the rum and was out of the store in ten
minutes.  The bags were heavy as he crossed the street and rode up in the
elevator.

   Vivian promised she was going to work on Shelly.  It was only because
Vivian was hot for Tank's rugged looks and all his dark hair turned her on.
Don had a woody walking back to the condo just thinking of boning Shelly
Thompson.

   The three of them were out on the patio, looking out at the Pacific,
when Don kicked open the front door and carried the bags to the kitchen
counter.  All three of them came in from the patio.  Don grabbed the beer
and started putting the bottles into the refrigerator.  The girls sat at
the bar and waited to be served.

   Don was cutting the lime and taking a good look at Shelly.  Tank was
busy opening a beer.  She was wearing a pair of shorts over her one piece
bathing suit that hardly showed off her store bought boobs.  The bathing
suit also had a thick padded cup covering her breasts so her nipples would
probably never show.  Don figured he'd get her in a new bathing suit in a
couple of days.

   David was talking with the girls.  Don had mixed both of the girls a rum
and coke.  The conversation flowed and so did the drinks.  The girls
wandered out on to the patio and Don noticed David following Vivian's ass
as she walked.  Don was getting a woody watching Shelly's tits as she
followed Vivian.

   The boys spent ten minutes or so talking shop and the rest of the time
talking about the old days.  Out on the patio, Vivian wasted little time.

   "God !  Tank looks as good as he did years ago.  I bet you get lots of
lovin' with the way you look.  The tits are fantastic, Shelly.  How long
have you had them ?"

   Shelly was a little embarassed.  Most of her new friends in Salt Lake
City had only seen her with her store bought rack.  And while she was very
enthusiastic about them at first...Well, now they were just tits.

   "Ten years.  You think Don noticed ?"

   "Shit !  He wants to see them and I'm sure will try to get you drunk
enough to show him." Vivian laughed.  Shelly joined her.

   "Well, Tank's still hot for your ass, girl friend.  And this suit of
yours is letting it all hang out.  I'm surprised he doesn't have a hardon
by now." Both of the girls started laughing again.

   Back inside, after several beers around the bar, the conversation also
turned to sex.  "Tank" was only too willing to talk about some of his
indiscretions.  He was especially excited about his present squeeze, who
was an office manager for some doctors office where he peddled doctor's
office supplies.

   She was in her thirties and married.  The perfect fuck, David claimed.
He was loosened up enough to say that the young thing looked a lot like
Vivian when she was younger.  That gave Don an immediate jolt to the groin.
He looked over at the girls leaning against the railing, watching the
ocean.

   They were all well oiled when they left for dinner a couple of hours
later.  Don and Vivian insisted they go to this wild place down the beach.
Don had even danced with Shelly several times before they left the
resturant.  David and Vivian just drank.  Afterward, Tank and Shelly were
feeling no pain.

   Tank and Don continued to drink when they got back to the condo.  Vivian
went right to bed.  Shelly was reading a book on the couch in the front
room.  She was wearing her pajamas which consisted of long, lose fitting
pants and a short sleave top that buttoned down the front.  Don rarely took
his eyes off Shelly.  Tank didn't seem to notice.  She had to be naked
under the pajamas because her nipples were quite visible, poking against
the material of her pajamas.

   Twice she looked up and caught Don staring at her.  Each time she smiled
before looking back at her book.  He was looking at her breasts.  It was so
obvious.  It turned her on and her nipples were constantly hard.  She felt
almost naked in her pajamas.  She was tempted to get up and go to the
refrigerator.  She knew her breasts would jiggle as she walked across the
room.  Don wouldn't take his eyes off of them.

   Don pushed his stool away from the bar and said he was turning in for
the night.  He headed for his room.  David was saying good night to him. 
Shelly waved and felt her breast sway as she did.  Don was staring at her,
smiling.  She went back to her book but her excitement was at a peak.  She
looked up at her husband.  He was draining his beer.

   Vivian was naked and lying on her back on the bed.  She knew Don
wouldn't be long and was rubbing the plump mound between her legs.  Her fat
cunt lips were shaved clean and her fingers were tracing her lips.  She
could feel the lubrecation that was leaking out of her.  Every time she
played back Shelly telling her that Tank was hot for her ass, she clenched
up and rubbed her labia like crazy.  The orgasm was intense and caused her
to buck up against the sheet that was covering her.

   The door opened and light shown across the bed.  Before she could pull
the sheet off of her the room became dark again.  She could hear Don
dropping his shorts to the floor and then his shirt.  Her hand was still
roaming around between her legs.  She could feel him climb on to the bed.

   His hand captured hers between her legs, still pleasuring herself, now
pushing two fingers in and out of her shaved cunt.  Don pulled her hand up
to his face and took several of her fingers into his mouth.  He sucked on
them.  Vivian used her other hand to capture the hardon that was jutting
out of his groin.  She stroked it as he sucked on her fingers.

   "He can't keep his eyes off your butt, Viv.  For all practical purposes;
it's like she's free, white and twenty-one." Don went back to sucking on
her tasty fingers.  Vivian rolled toward him and went down on him.  Don's
hand came to the back of her head and he slowly began fucking his cock in
and out of her mouth.  He was hard and long, ready to unload.  He pulled
his cock out of Vivian's mouth.

   "Roll over, Viv." She was on her hands and knees in seconds.  Don's cock
was bobbing up and down as he maneuvered behind her.  He gripped her butt
cheeks and spread them apart.  Her anus was hairless and winked at him.  He
pressed the length of his cock in her crack and ran it up and down until he
slipped into her cunt.  He filled her before releasing her butt cheeks. 
They wrapped around his cock and he started fucking her.  The sound of
slapping wet flesh filled the room.

   Chapter Two

   Shelly Thompson was still reading when her husband said good night and
left for their room.  She could hear the ocean in the background and got up
to go out on to the patio.  She looked down and could see the waves
breaking on the sand.  As soon as she entered the kitchen area from the
patio she could hear them.  Shelly moved closer to their room.  She was
five feet from their door and it was very loud now.  They were fucking. 
Her nipples grew erect in moments.  She cupped her crotch with both hands
as she leaned closer to the door.  They were still fucking, faster now.

   She heard her friend's muffled cry of orgasm and bent herself over the
credenza that was next to their door.  She was shaking.  She stood up
straight and saw that her nipples were large bumps in her pajama top.  She
turned, walked into her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

   *****

   The next morning, Shelly remained in bed well after David left the
bedroom.  She drifted in and out of reality for a while before waking up a
little after nine.  Then she jumped out of bed and left the room after
brushing her teeth.  The three of them were still sitting around the bar,
eating breakfast.  Vivian asked if she wanted some melon ?  Don grabbed his
wife's breast and gave it a good squeeze.

   "Nice melons, honey." Don stated matter of factually as he massaged both
of her tits now.  David didn't seem to be paying attention.  Both of
Vivian's nipples were hard as rock and poking against her bikini top.  She
was rubbing her jean covered ass against Don's crotch.  Shelly looked away.
Her nipples were beginning to erect.

   Shelly picked at some fruit and drank a cup of coffee.  Her husband was
up and using the phone, probably making a golf date for tomorrow.  Don was
sitting on the couch, reading a paperback novel.  Shelly wandered out on to
the patio and watched the ocean.  A little after eleven Shelly and Vivian
headed down stairs to sun themselves around the pool.

   "Hope we didn't disturb you last night, Shel." Vivian stated while
laying back on the lounger, all oiled up.  Her tits were just a little
smaller than Shelly's but sagged a lot more.  Vivian was showing a lot of
skin and several men had looked in their direction.  It turned Vivian on.
She would roll around on the lounger so her tits would move about.  Shelly
was already embarassed that Vivian would even think that she could have
heard them last night.

   "We've had some good times down here over the years.  A lot of hanky
panky has gone on in that condo, if you follow me." Vivian looked over at
Shelly but she was wearing dark glasses and it was impossible to tell if
she did ?  Follow her, that is.  "We'll get the boys liquored up this
evening and their dicks will follow !" Vivian laughed.  Shelly couldn't
help but join her.  There was an older gentleman across the pool who seemed
to be trying to listen in on their conversation.  They quieted down and
went back to sun bathing.

   *****

   "Did you get your tee time when you wanted it ?" Don asked as he walked
out on to the patio.

   "Yea, I'm playing eighteen in the morning.  I'll be out of here at
seven-thirty.  Early evening for me tonight." David answered as he took a
swig of bloody mary.

   "Sounds like a plan." Don stated as he day dreamed about fucking David's
wife.  "Hey, does Shelly still smoke weed ?"

   "Not that I know of but I'm sure she would if the opportunity presented
itself.  And shit !  She's done it with you and Vivian several times. 
Yea...Go for it, Don."

   "I think Vivian wants you to come up with her at lunch time today.  I'll
keep Shelly down by the pool, plying her with liquor.  Remember we go
shopping this afternoon so don't wipe yourself out." Don patted David on
the shoulder and turned toward the door.  "I'm going down stairs.  Shit !
Tank, It's almost noon, I'll send Vivian up to fix your lunch." He laughed
as he trotted out the door on his way to the elevator.

   *****

   Shelly thought nothing of Vivian leaving to fix lunch and was wondering
if Don's eyes would countine to roam all over her, like he could see her
naked.  Instead they talked and drank.  And yes !  Don's eyes wandered over
her body the entire time.

   Vivian was excited riding up in the elevator.  She was sure this was
going to work like a charm.  She let herself into the condo and headed
right to the kitchen.  Tank was sitting on the couch, watching TV.  She saw
he had an almost empty drink glass and went to get it.

   "Want another ?" She bent over to retrieve the glass letting Tank oogle
her dangling breasts and cleavage.  The moment went on.

   "Sure, lady." Vivian was off with his glass and he watched her ass
twitch all the way across the room to the sink.  Shit !  Don damn near told
him to go for it !  He'd take care of Shelly.  Tank sat up and watched her
mix his drink.  He could swear she was wiggling her butt around to attract
his attention.  A bone was forming in his trunks.  He could hear her
talking over the sound of the ocean.

   "...here less than two days and already I've got two compliments on my
butt." By the end of her sentence, Tank was leaning forward on the couch to
hear her more clearly.  She had her butt facing him on the couch and he was
sure she was wiggling it back and forth.  He'd forgotten about his drink.
He leaned back on the couch as she wiggled her bottoms right down to her
knees.  "Like it ?"

   "Bring it closer, dear.  I want to take a big bite out of it." His boner
was uncomfortable in his trunks.  She'd turned toward him and was throwing
off her top.  Her breasts were as large as his wife's but sagged much more
with large, dark brown, round areolae and large nipples.  He was struggling
to pull his trunks off.

   "Let me get them, Tank.  I'm creaming, looking at all the hair." She
dropped to her knees with her bottoms still around her knees.  Her hands
were pulling his trunks off.  His cock bobbed into view, a thick knob of
meat a ways shorter than her husband's.  Still a nice cock, good veins
lining each side of his shaft.  She took a hold of it.  Her blonde hair
covered his loins and her mouth swallowed about half of his cock.  Tank
threw his head back and moaned.

   He was in control, his cock now like stone and just as big as it gets.
She was giving him a blow job like he'd rarely gotten.  Her blonde head was
still bobbing over his lap and her lips were devouring his cock on each
thrust, clinging to his head as it popped out her mouth.  Down again.  He
had his hands on her head and was fucking her face.

   Abruptly he stopped, panting as he pulled her face out of his crotch. 
Slobber was dangling from the corners of her mouth.  Her blonde hair was
all messed up.  "Ride it, Vivian.  Let me watch that ass work it, baby."

   Vivian bounced up off the floor and pulled her bottoms off.  Tank
noticed her cunt was shaved bare, two pouty lips pressing together at the
juncture of her thighs.  Her areolae were swollen, nipples erect.  Tank
closed his legs and Vivian straddled him, lowering her butt over Tank's
cock.  He guided and she bottomed out on him.

   "Oooohhh !  Nice, Tank." Vivian was serious and had had much smaller and
less responsive.  Lots of guys can't get it together with mama close by. 
She didn't think Tank was going to have that problem as she started
bouncing her butt off his thighs.  His cock was a very nice thick knob of
meat drilling in and out of her.

   He was gripping her butt cheeks as she worked her cunt on and off his
cock.  It was turning her on.  The spank surprised her but the first thing
she did was start to bounce faster.  He was guiding her with his hands on
her butt and thrusting up into her.

   It was a squeal, "You're making me cum.  Ooooh !  Fuck !" She was
pumping as fast as she could but he was now driving the train and then she
came.  The thrills ran up and down her thighs as she bent to thrust herself
on and off his dick.  She could feel him unloading up inside her.

   "Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh..." He was chanting as he filled her cunt with spunk,
dribbling out around his cock as it still pumped in and out of her.  She
was sweating.  It was dribbling down between her breasts.

   He was rubbing her buns.  They were no longer moving.  "We're gonna do
this again, right ?" His hands were running up and down her back, his cock
slowly shrinking out of her.

   She pushed off him and he could see his seman dribbling down her thighs.
She walked across the room naked, her butt jiggling as she went.  Vivian
picked up her bathing suit and looked back at him.  "I'll fix something
with Don.  Don't you worry about a thing, Tank." She shook her bare butt at
him before disappearing into her bedroom.

   Tank pulled his trunks up and mixed himself another drink.  He wandered
to the patio and looked down on the ocean and the beach.  He could see Don
and Shelly down by the pool both laying back and sunning themselves.  He
wandered into the kitchen and grabbed himself a hand full of chips.  He
could hear the shower in the other bedroom.  He considered surprising
Vivian with another fuck or maybe just a blow job.  He decided not to press
his luck and was happy with his decision as the two, who were sunning
themselves, came through the front door about ten minutes later.

   Chapter Three

   Tank and Don were carrying bags and bags of food and drink from the
mercado.  The girls were still window shopping along the avenida so the
guys were a block ahead of them.  The sidewalks were filled with American
tourists.  It was warm and the sun was shinning brightly.  Don was picking
out women he'd like to fuck.  Tank didn't need much encouragement and the
game began.  Soon they were describing what they would do to the women.

   Vivian and Shelly were just finishing up...Putting all the shit away. 
The boys were on Pacifico number three.  Tank had announced that they were
eating in the condo tonight as he had to be up early tomorrow to go
golfing. The girls were drinking margaritas.  Nobody cared where they ate.
The girls were wearing their bathing suits beneath a pair of shorts with
sandals.

   Another round of drinks was being mixed when Don pulled the baggie of
weed out and threw it on the bar.  He pulled some papers out of his "T"
shirt pocket and immediately started rolling.  Shelly was furthest from him
and had her back to him but was the first to say anything.

   "Is that weed, Donny boy ?" She used to call him "Donny Boy" when they
were all younger.  Sometimes they went to places that had some dance music.
Shelly and Don always danced.  Don was setting up some speakers with his
IPod.  Soon music was filling the the front room of the condo.  Vivian had
held a bic lighter to one of the joints.

   Shelly waited her turn.  It had been a good while but she was always
partial to marijuana.  She took a large drag off the joint, held her breath
and passed the joint to Don.  Her husband was taking a pull on another
beer.

   "What are we having for dinner ?" Tank called out.  It was just five and
the sun was getting close to setting.  The girls rushed out to the patio.
Vivian called back that they were on their own for dinner.  Don was going
through all the brocheurs and shit they got last night walking home.  He
started calling out all the items on the menue from this place right across
the street.  Don was very obviously stoned but also drinking beer.  Tank
told him they all could read and grabbed the menu from him.  Don was
looking around for the joint.

   Shelly took another drag off the joint.  She held it out toward Vivian
but she was shaking her head back and forth.  They were sitting in chairs
on the patio and could hear Don going on and on about the menu items again.
Shelly took another hit off the joint.  She was pleasantly stoned and
looked around for an ashtray.

   "Smokin' weed always makes me horny." Shelly was almost surprised it was
her voice.  She looked around the corner.  The boys were still sitting
around the kitchen bar, drinking.  "Tank doesn't like me smoking at home
but I sneak in a couple when the kids aren't around."

   Vivian smiled at her friend.  Don stuck his head out the doorway.  "Hey,
Shelly, let's go pick up dinner." Shelly looked up at him but said nothing.
Don grabbed her hand and pulled.  She was barefooted and wearing a "T"
shirt with shorts.  She grabbed her sandals and the two of them were out of
the condo and heading toward the elevator.

   Vivian remained out on the patio and was sure that Tank would be out
here very shortly.  She heard his chair scrape back and her nipples got
hard hearing his bare feet walk across the tile floor.  She was wearing
just a sun dress, didn't have a stitch on underneath it.  When Tank walked
out on to the patio Vivian could see the bulge in his crotch.  His nylon
trunks were moving as his cock hardened.

   She looked up at him.  He was shirtless.  All that dark curly hair
growing from his belly up over his chest and shoulders.  His boner was
poking out now.  She smiled at him and reached for his waist.  She had his
trunks down around his ankles in one swoop, his hard cock bobbing before
her eyes.

   "Oh !  Look at that cock, honey !" Vivian was excited and wanted to get
fucked.  She stood and turned away from Tank; bent and put her hands on the
seat.  She poked her ass up in the air and wiggled it around.  Tank stepped
out of his trunks.  He was naked and his crotch was covered with a jungle
of dark hair.  His boner grew out of that jungle and bounced as he moved to
Vivian's rear end.  He yanked her shorts down.  Her bathing suit was tight
against her butt.  Tank grabbed one of her butt cheeks and caressed it
before baring it.  He spanked her bare butt cheek.  He pulled the crotch of
her bathing suit aside and bared her cunt.

   His fingers were between the cheeks of her ass and running in and out of
her slick, shaved cunt.  She was pushing back against his hand.  His cock
was like a steel rod, poking out of his groin.  He pulled her ass cheeks
apart and ran the head of his dick right into her.  She lost a lung full of
air and then he was fucking the shit out of her.  Vivian thought for a
moment that the noise they were making would raise the dead.  Tank was
huffing and puffing as he fucked her, his thick prick jamming in and out of
her cunt.

   She bit her wrist as he pounded in and out of her.  The intenseness of
his fucking was driving her to orgasm.  She could hardly fuck back as he
hammered her.  With a loud expletive, his cock exploded seconds later and
her cunt dribbled his jizzim for the second time that day.  He pulled out
of her.

   "God damn, Vivian, you are one hot fuck.  I'm going to miss this playing
golf tomorrow." He grabbed the meat of her ass and gave it a good hard
squeeze.  She wiggled her butt, feeling his cum drain out of her on to the
tile floor.  David went to get a paper towel.

   "You better miss it tomorrow, stud." She called to him.  He looked over
at her.  She was shaking her bare butt at him.  Now she turned around.  She
was naked.  She was humping her cunt at him.  Tank laughed but crossed the
room and put his trunks back on.  Five minutes later Don and Shelly got
back with the food.

   "Where's Viv ?" Shelly asked.  Don hoped she was douching Tank's cum out
of her cunt.  He put down the bags of dinner and picked up the joint that
was laying on the tile counter.  He took a good hit and watched Shelly over
bugging Tank.  Don giggled to himself.

   *****

   Don and Vivian were very stoned and goofing with each other at the bar.
David had turned in at eight.  Shelly had gone with him and changed into
her pajamas.  The same pair she wore last night.  Short sleave top with
buttons from waist to chin, long lounger pants with a draw string.  She sat
across from them and could swear that they were staring at her and
whispering about her.  She just couldn't catch them.

   They'd been gone for ten minutes before she got up off the couch.  A
cloud of marijuana smoke was still lingering in the air.  She'd shared
three or four hits with them before they retired.  Shelly was sure they
were gonna fuck.

   She was five feet from their door and could hear them.  Her friend was
moaning.  She couldn't hear him.  She leaned forward and used one arm to
support herself.  The other hand cupped her crotch, the pad of her pubic
hair and cunt lips.  He was fucking her.  She could hear the rythym of
their fucking.  It was increasing and then Vivian cried out.  It scared
Shelly so she retreated to the couch and sat.

   Three minutes later Shelly crept to their door and listened from about a
foot away.  Not a sound.  She back tracked to the couch and found the joint
in the ashtray on the coffee table.  She took a hit and sat down.  Ten
minutes later Shelly had her right hand down her pajama bottoms and was
fingering herself remembering how her friend sounded getting fucked.

   Don listened at the door for a couple of minutes or so.  He sure didn't
want to surprise her while she was listening.  He opened the door just a
crack.  There was light in the front part of the condo.  He opened the door
and stepped out into the hallway.  He walked to the other side of the
hallway and moved toward the front room.  He peeked around the corner and
moved back quickly.  He felt a jolt in his crotch, his cock starting to
rise and he just fucked Vivian.  Another peek.

   Shelly was lost in her world where some stud of her choosing was
ravishing her crotch.  She was very wet and juicy.  Two fingers were
pumping in and out of her swollen cunt lips.  Her eyes were slits.  She
arched up and Don was just there, between her spread legs, stroking his
hard cock, watching her as she fingered herself.  She tried to pull her
hand out from between her legs but he got a hold of her wrist.

   Don was sucking on her fingers, kneeling with one knee on the coffee
table and the other foot on the floor.  He was between her legs and had no
intention of reliquishing that position.  Her fingers tasted of cunt.  He
licked and sucked them.  She was silent, eyes glazed.  His naked cock was
bobbing in his crotch and so close to her.

   "I imagine you're all wet and ready for this aren't you, Shelly." She
remained silent.  He yanked the string of her tie and then pulled the
pajama bottoms down to her knees, forcing her legs together.  Her sex was
covered with a thick pad of dark pubic hair.  He held her legs up.

   "Get'em off, Shelly." His free hand was running up and down the back of
her thighs, very close to her ass and vagina.  Don saw that her cunt lips
were glistening in the dark curls of her pubic hair.  He ran a finger up
and down her slit.  She was very wet and sensitive.  She pulled her cunt
away from his finger.  She struggled but finally kicked the bottoms off on
to the floor.

   Don spread her legs wide.  Her cunt became wider in the jungle of hair
between her legs.  He angled his cock toward her hole.  He dug his penis
head into her butt crack and drove it up and into her cunt in one movement.

   "Ooooh Goooood !" She reached up and grabbed a hold of her ankles.  Don
started flicking his hips back and forth.  Other than his hands on the back
of her heels the only part of him that was touching her was his hard cock
and it was pumping in and out of her like a machine.

   "Hold your legs, baby." He pulled his dick out of her and slapped it
against her cunt lips and clitoris then shoved it back into her.  He leaned
over her and drove his cock in and out of her for a good two, three minutes
before pulling out again.  More cock slapping her cunt and then more power
fucking.

   Shelly must have cum several times.  Her legs were shaking and she could
feel something running out of her.  He was still fucking in and out of her.
She was thrusting back.  She was gushy down there.  Her legs slid down
around his waist.  He was still feeding her cock.  She was wiggling from
side to side.  They made a squishy sound.  He fucked her several hard
strokes.

   On the third stroke it was suddenly upon her.  She reached up and
grabbed for his waist and crammed her cunt up against him, driving his
softening cock as far into her as she could.  Her legs chorded up and she
spasamed against him.  She threw her head back and blew out a thin stream
of air.

   Don grabbed her ass with both hands and lay into her, thrusting himself
deep into her.  "Come on and cum again, Shelly.  Cum, baby." She started
bucking up into him.

   "Oooh !  Yes...Yes...Yes...Yes..." Don kept fucking her until she
stopped making sound.  She was winded and gulping in chest fulls of air. 
He pulled his cunt soaked dick out of her and backed away.

   "I want more of that tomorrow morning, honey.  When mama goes on her
walk, I'm gonna wake you up with a little morning boner, Shelly." He leaned
down and drove his tongue into her mouth.  She sucked on it.  He gave her
tits a squeezing and was heading for his bedroom.  Shelly watched Don's
naked butt stride off down the hallway.  He disappeared into his bedroom.
Shelly looked around for her pajama bottoms.  Her vagina was a swamp.

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   "The Seduction of the Thompsons"
   Part Two