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Evening Delight
A Willy Tamarack Adventure
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
*** PROLONG ***
This is the second in a series of Willy Tamarack adventures. In this
adventure Willy and his teenage friend, Karen, learn lots about each other and
you learn more about Willy. As I have said before; hopefully the series will
become popular enough for me to become stoked enough to continue writing them.
All the stories are written to stand alone but are so much more fun to read
together. As always e-mail your comments to the usual.
*** CHAPTER ONE ***
I know I'm going crazy, if I'm not already. It is now Friday night. I've
spent the last three days, or is it four, looking for a high school girl.
When you're pushing fifty, that's not real smart. I've gone to The OutBack
the last two nights. That's where I met her. She was busing the table I was
having dinner at. She thought I was stoned. I was. I sold her some dope -
marijuana - a real intelligent move. What am I going to do ? Ask my waiter,
"Uh, does Karen work tonight ? You know the young teeny-bopper I sold the
dope to. I'm sure you know her, she's the one who fucks the brains out of old
men like me." On the positive side at least the city's finest haven't been
knocking on the front door asking if Willy Tamarack lives here. I haven't
been stoned in the last two days - a real rare occurrence, since my
retirement.
It's now late August and still very hot in the community of Green Valley,
Nevada. I've got my Nachamichi stereo system cranked up, not real loud though
as I don't want the neighbors to complain to the association. I just recently
bought one of those Soney 100 disk CD units and can listen to random disks
until hell freezes over, but have programed it for the group - Buffalo
Springfield. I'm contemplating rolling a joint as there is no way I can go
back to The OutBack - for the third night in a row - when I hear a light
knocking on the sliding glass door that leads out to my small patio. I get up
and cross the front room and pull the drapes to see who, if anyone, is on the
patio.
Karen is standing a couple of feet from the door and when she hears the
drapes move she turns and waves. I open the door. "Hi Willy, surprised ?"
She walks by me into the front room. I close the sliding glass door and this
time remember to pull the drapes closed. I turn to greet her and find her
holding out her hand, "Here," she says. I hold out my hand and she drops a
roll of bills into it. "What's this for ?" I ask.
"It's for the stuff I got from you the other day. I told you that you
were giving me way too much stuff for the money I had. So I sold most of it
and now I'm paying you back."
"You didn't have to do that," I said, "and selling it might not be such a
great idea. If you get busted....."
"Don't worry, it's cool, I only sold it to good friends. Like I said,
don't worry."
"You on your way to work ?"
"Yea, kind of...." She is dressed in a white blouse, just like the one
she wore the other day, but it is buttoned up to her neck and without the tube
top. She has on a blue skirt that stops just above her knees and what looks
like the same white tennis shoes that she wore the other day. Her hair is
done up on the top of her head like it was when she was working and on her way
to school. I ask if she would like to sit down and she moves to the couch and
sits at one end. I count the money in my hand - it comes to $100 in twenties.
I drop it on the coffee table and tell her it is too much. She said that it
wasn't, that she has another fifty in her purse and still has about an eighth
of an ounce left. I meander toward the kitchen asking her if she wants
something to drink. She said that what she had the other day was ok, so I
pour a diet Pepsi into two glasses, put in a couple of cubes of ice and walk
back into the front room. I handed her a glass and sat at the other end of
the couch. "What time do you have to be at work ?" I ask.
"You want to get stoned ?" She asked.
"Sure." I reply. She starts digging trough her purse and comes out with
a small bong and a baggie with a very small amount of hemp in it. She starts
packing some of the hemp into the bowl of her pipe and says, "I broke up with
my boy friend." She doesn't say any more and lights the pipe, taking a large
drag of smoke into her lungs. She moves down the couch towards me and hands
me the pipe. I take a small hit off the bong and hand it back to her. I ask
her is she wants me to get some more dope as I didn't think her's would last
that long and she agrees. I get up, go to the kitchen and rustle around in
the freezer to find my dope. I bring back the remains of the baggie that I
had shown her the other day and throw it on the table; asking her, "Why ?"
"Cause he was an asshole and always treated me like shit," she pauses and
takes another hit on the pipe, hands it to me and then blurts out, "I told my
mom I had to work tonight and I also told her that I was spending the night at
Monica's house, so I don't have to be home 'till tomorrow sometime." As that
hung in the air, I packed her pipe with some of my dope and light the bowl.
She continued with, "I really don't have to work tonight and all I have to do
is call Monica and give'er your number and she'll cover for me." I exhale
slowly, pass her the pipe and ask, "Does this mean that I'm your new boy
friend ?"
She bursts out laughing, losing a whole lung full of smoke in the process
and says, "We'd look pretty odd at the Senior Prom together and I plan on
going to the Senior Prom. Plus I think my parents would shoot you."
"Definitely not a good ending for me."
"No. Well what do you say about me spending the night ? We could discuss
all the ins and outs of having a relationship, get super stoned and
well....Let me tell you, Willy, I sold most of the dope I bought from you by
the next afternoon. And for the last two days I have been sitting in my room
trying to work up the courage to come over here and talk to you. I've also
been playing with myself like crazy, thinking of what we did the other day."
I raise my head and start to say something and instead take another hit
off the pipe as she continues.
"Don't say anything yet. Let me finish. I know you probably see women
your own age. I plan on seeing guys my own age. I don't think that should
prevent us from seeing each other every once and a while. What do you say ?
Do I stay or do you want me to split ?"
"You like omelets for breakfast ?" I ask.
*** CHAPTER TWO ***
She is talking to Monica, her best friend, on the kitchen phone. I'm
still sitting on the couch. The bong bowl is empty and I'm now fairly stoned.
She hangs up the phone, walks back into the front room and sits down next to
me on the couch.
"Monica says it's no problem. She's staying home tonight and will give me
a call if my parents call her house. I'm going to meet her tomorrow in Fox
Ridge park at one o'clock. So everything is cool. Ah.....do you mind playing
some Hootie and the Blowfish ?" she asks.
"I told you the other day that I don't have any Hootie and the whatever."
I replied.
"Yea, that's cool. I brought some CDs with me. I hope you don't mind."
She says as she pulls three or four CDs out of her purse.
I get up off the couch and head toward the wall unit that holds my
Nachamichi and big screen Soney TV. As I'm putting her CDs into the Soney
disc changer, I can hear her taking a hit off the bong. I get Hootie going
and feel her standing behind me. I turn. She stands about five foot five or
six and probably doesn't weight more than a hundred pounds. She squeaks out,
"Open you mouth."
She covers my mouth with hers and exhales. I suck as much smoke out of
her lungs as I can. Her arms encircle my neck and she is now passionately
frenching me. I wrap my arms around her waist and begin to kiss back as I
slide my hands down her back until I have a hand on each of her ass cheeks and
begin to grind a little against her stomach. My cock begins to grow down the
leg of my shorts and I encourage it by clenching and unclenching my ass. I
lift her a bit and try to rub my hardening cock against her pussy. I ask her
if she wants to go into the bedroom and she says, "Yea." I tell her that I
don't think I can wait until we get there. She moves one of her hands down my
side and slides it in between our bodies and gently squeezes my cock. "It's
real hard now, isn't it ?" She says. I agree, move her over to the couch and
tell her to raise her skirt up around her waist. I lift her up so her ass is
sitting on the back of the couch. She is wearing a tiny pair of black panties
that just barely cover her brown bush. I lift her a bit and tell her to pull
her panties down; when she gets them to mid thigh I lower her to the couch
back and pull them off, tossing them on the floor.
I start to get to my knees in front of her and she says, "No, We can do
that later." So I tell her to undo my shorts. My cock is making quite a tent
in my boxer shorts and I tell her to pull my shorts down. After she gets them
over my cock; I pull them all the way off. I start kissing her and rubbing my
dick against her knees and thighs. She spreads her legs and I rub my hardon
against her pubic hair. "Put it in me." She whispers, breaking our kiss.
"You put it in." I say. She reaches between us, takes a hold of my cock and
guides it into her cunt. I only allow the head of my dick to penetrate her,
put one hand on her ass and with the other, move the head of my dick up and
down her slit; sticking the head of my cock into her cunt every few moments.
"You're really wet." I whisper. "I wasn't kidding, I've been playing with
myself like crazy and have been wet almost all day." She replies. I tell her
to wrap her legs around my waist. After she gets her legs around me I put the
head of my dick in her cunt, grab a cheek of her ass with each hand, lift her
up off the couch and lower her onto my cock. I am now buried in a very warm,
wet, young lady. I lower her back to the couch and fuck in and out of her
slowly. "Shit, you feel good, Karen." "Yea, faster." she replies. I'm
having some difficulty getting the correct leverage to really begin pumping
myself in and out of her and after a few minutes I pull out of her. "No, not
yet." She almost screams. I lift her off the back of the couch and tell her
to turn around; then pull her skirt up to the middle of her back, and tell her
to bend over the back of the couch.
Her ass is definitely her best asset, almost like the halves of a large
cantaloupe squeezed together. I just had to lick and suck on it. "I want to
eat your ass, Karen, and then I'm going to fuck you silly, young lady." I
drop to my knees, take a cheek in each hand and squeeze them together. I
start licking the deep crack that I have made with her cheeks, digging my
tongue between her ass cheeks as far as I can. She lets out a loud moan or
maybe she said something; I don't know or care at this point. My dick is
still hard as shit and I'm licking the crack of her ass like there is no
tomorrow. I put a thumb on each side of her crack, spread the cheeks of her
ass and lick from her cunt to her asshole. She is now moaning every time my
tongue makes the trip from her hole to her anus. I've just got to fuck her
now.....so I quickly stand and place the length of my dick in the crack of her
ass and sliding it up and down. Oh ! Shit does this feel good. I couldn't
stand it any longer. I lower my cock to her cunt and situate the head right
over the opening. I grab her hips with both hands and pull her onto my cock
and start fucking her like a wild man. She starts screaming incoherent words
and sounds but I just keep on fucking as fast as I can. My balls are slapping
the couch and I've pushed her over the top of the couch so her arms are
stretched out in front of her trying to prevent herself from being shoved on
to the floor in front of the couch. And then it's on me. I start to yell
fuck over and over. I can smell her. She smells like sex - a funky sex smell
- - very hot sex. I erupt into her belly; spurt after spurt and keep fucking
until I am totally spent and start to go soft. I keep fucking. My soft penis
slips out of her and I reach forward, pull her up against me and begin to kiss
her neck and cheek. "You sure we're only going to do this every once and a
while, Karen ?"
"Yea, like maybe three or four times every day - Oh ! God you turn me on.
I can't count the number of times you made me cum. Let's do it again."
Yea, let's do it again maybe next year - shit my knees are so weak I don't
think I can stand on my own.
*** CHAPTER THREE ***
A while later we are in the shower, soaping each other down. If I hadn't
been so spent I'm sure I would have let her talk me into using the sunken tub
instead of the shower. I told her we could have dessert in the tub and she
agreed to use the shower. While drying off we talked about what we would have
for dinner. She had the munchies and just wanted to graze but I felt we
should eat something substantial. We agreed on hamburgers. I gave her one of
my "T" shirts and she wandered out to find the rest of her clothes. I
followed and put my shorts and shirt back on. She slipped her panties on and
asked if she could hang her skirt and blouse in the closet. After getting
that out of the way I gave her the tour of the condo, even showing her my
growing contraption. She was really stoked and asked how much dope it would
grow. I told her that in a little over a year it had produced close to three
pounds of the stuff we had smoked earlier.
All during dinner we talked about dope. She was really interested in
buying some more dope and selling it. I was a little hesitant but finally
agreed that I could sell her about an ounce every month or so as long as I
didn't start running out. Shit ! Running out ? I had close to five pounds
in the freezer. She thought that would be ok. We washed the dishes together
and ended up on the couch sharing bong hits, listening to the Counting Crows.
"When do we get dessert ?" She asks.
"Any time you want it, young lady."
She jumps up off the couch, grabs my hand and starts to pull me toward the
bathroom. Once there, I tell her to strip and turn the water on to fill the
tub. I get the temperature about right and look up at her across the tub.
She is standing there completely nude with her hands covering her pussy. Her
breasts are hardly bumps which make her nipples appear rather large. They are
much darker than her skin color. Her nipples are about the size of quarters
and are more like small nose cones with almost no areolae - they are just
about all nipple. I notice for the first time that she wears a one piece
bathing suit as her legs and shoulders are much darker than the skin from her
breasts to her pussy. "Show me your pussy, Karen." She drops her hands to
her side and my eyes feast on the brown curly growth at the junction of her
legs. She clears her throat and whispers, "Take your clothes off, I want to
see your dick." I stand and drop my shorts and boxers, then take my shirt
off. We are both nude and my cock is beginning to grow. I flex it a couple
of times and it continues to get harder.
"Get in the tub." She steps into the water and mentions that it is a
little warm so as I get in, I adjust the hot water a bit. We are sitting
across the tub from each other just staring. The water level is up to above
our navels. I slowly move across the tub and suck one of her nipples into my
mouth - then the other one. I tell her she has very nice nipples and she said
she wished that she had some tits to go with them. We both laugh. I slowly
lick my way to her belly button and begin to ream it out with my tongue. I
tell her to sit on the edge of the tub - and after doing so says that the tile
is cold so I get out, get a towel and she sits on the towel at the edge of the
tub. I move back into the tub and spread her legs and just stare at her cunt.
Her mound is fairly well covered with deep brown pubic hair but her lips are
visible as there is not as much hair covering her gash. She asks me if I like
to look at her and by way of an answer I raise up and give her a long open
mouthed kiss. I whisper, "I love to look at you, especially naked." I slowly
kiss my way to her cunt, push her legs up to her chest and begin to lick and
suck her from asshole to clitoris. I tongue fuck her very slowly, rubbing my
nose in her slit. She squeaks, "Faster, Willy." I pick up the pace a bit and
then slide my thumb into her cunt and continue sucking and licking her clit.
She is now almost chanting, "Yees - Yeees, Willy !" I remove my thumb from
her cunt and she screams, "No, Willy !"
"Roll over on your stomach, Karen.....that's it. Now lift up a bit -
good." I slip the palm of my right hand under her pubic bone and cup her
mons, slide my thumb into her cunt and begin to thumb fuck her, squeezing her
mound with my palm. I move a little to the left side of her body and start to
lick the crack of her ass, working my tongue into the crack to find her
asshole. I use my left hand to spread her cheeks and now see the bud of her
anus. It is surrounded by very short follicles of brown hair and I start to
lick all around the hair. She has started chanting again although this time I
can't tell what she is saying, if anything, but the tempo is getting faster
and her hips are starting to jerk a bit. I throw caution to the wind; find
her asshole with my tongue and push the tip into her. I continue to work my
tongue in and out of her ass, increasing the tempo of my thumb fucking. I am
now working quite a bit of tongue into her asshole and there is no mistaking
what I hear. "Oooh ! God...Willy, I'm cumming. Oooh, shit, I'm really
cumming." I start pumping everything I've got in her as fast as I can. Her
hips are jerking spasmodically. I have stopped reaming her asshole; am now
just pumping my thumb in and out of her cunt and trying to rub my thumb and
fingers together through her pubic bone.
She is screaming softly, "Aaaah.....Aaaah !!! Oooh.....Yea !!!" Her
jerking slows and changes to a grinding; trapping my hand between her mound
and the towel covered tile. The grinding stops and I pull my thumb out of her
cunt. She remains lying, stomach down, on the tile, not moving at all. I get
out of the tub and wander out to the front room. I fill up the bong and bring
it along with the lighter and our Pepsis back to the bathroom. Karen is now
sitting up in the tub, her hair is down around her shoulders. "I hope you
brought the bong....." but lets it trail off when she sees me taking a big
hit.
*** CHAPTER FOUR ***
I slide back into the tub; the water is not nearly as warm as it used to
be. We pass the bong back and forth for a while neither of us saying a word.
I turn on the hot water and allow the tub to fill a bit. She starts the
conversation by saying, "You like to talk while we're making it, don't you ?"
Almost an accusation. I agree and she continues, "I almost never talk even
after it's over."
I told her that I find it often turns people on to kind of cheer each
other on while they are trying to get each other off. Does that make sense ?
Not much does when you are as stoned as we are. She giggles and then starts
laughing and says, "Well, Willy, it definitely turns me on. Like I don't know
any of the girls at school who talk about sex.....I mean like the sex we have.
It's always like the sex I used to have." The bong now is just about empty
and I'm stirring around the remains to get one last hit.
I toke up the last hit of the bong and motion her to cross the tub to me.
Our mouths come together and I exhale into her. Her hands are on my knees as
she kneels in the tub. After we both exhale, I ask her, "Are you ready for
your dessert, Karen ?"
She nods her head and looking down through the water at my cock, says, "I
have only done this once.....I'm not sure it'll be very good for you."
"Don't worry, Karen. A friend of mine once told me to describe the worst
sex I had ever had, after a few moments of silence, he said fucking
fantastic." My dick is starting to get hard just anticipating her sucking and
licking it. I pulled myself up on the edge of the tub, found the tile to be
cool but not uncomfortable and decided to forget the towel that was on the
other side of the tub. "Why don't you just lick it like an ice cream cone."
I offer and after a few moments of hesitation she starts to clear my pubic
hair away from my dick. It is already half hard and I start to clench the
cheeks of my ass to pump more blood to it. She now has my cock in her left
hand and is supporting herself with her right hand. She lowers her head and
licks me from the base of my dick to it's tip. "Oh ! Yeaaa." I moan, "Don't
stop, do that again." She lowers herself a bit and presses my cock up against
my stomach and begins to lick me up and down - big, long, slow licks. Oh !
Shit, does this feel good. I tell her to lick right below the head of my dick
and her tongue immediately moves there and begins wiggling about. My hips are
starting to move and she looks up at me and says, "Is this ok ?" I manage to
croak out, "Fucking fantastic," she smiles and goes back to licking the length
of my cock - up and down.
I am dying to have her start sucking my cock, but her tongue feels so good
that I don't want it to stop either. Such a dilemma. Yea, I know, it's a
tough job.......She is now holding my dick away from my belly and licking all
around the head. I groan, "Suck it, Karen." She doesn't hesitate at all but
kisses the tip and slides her lips down my shaft. She takes about half of my
cock in her mouth - shit, is her mouth wet and almost as warm as her cunt -
and just sucks on it. I put a hand on her head and pump my hips toward her
face. She slowly pulls her lips almost all the way off of my dick and then
slowly slides them down until she is taking more of my dick in her mouth than
she did the first time. All I can say is, "Suck it," and I am saying it over
and over. Her head is bobbing in my lap as her lips slid up and down my cock.
She starts to pick up the tempo and her head is bobbing faster and faster; my
hips are coming off the edge of the tub and I am starting to force more of my
cock into her mouth as I continue to hold her head in my hand. She forces her
head out of my crotch; licks the length of my dick and says, "I think this is
fun for both of us, don't you ?" Instead of answering I lower my lips to hers
and kiss her deeply. I pull her up by the arms so that we are both standing,
my hardon sandwiched between us. "Let's go to the bedroom." I say.
After drying off, entering the bedroom and lying on the bed; I motion her
to join me. I tell her to get on her knees with her ass over my face. I turn
her around, place my hands on her hips and raise my mouth to her pussy. As I
start to lick and suck on her cunt, I tell her to suck my cock. She moans,
"Oh ! Yea," and lowers her head to my crotch. As I work my tongue into her
cunt, fucking her with it, she is licking my shaft from the tip to my balls.
I put a hand on each of the cheeks of her ass and really begin to fuck her
with my tongue. She stops licking, gobbles up my cock, sliding her mouth and
lips up and down my shaft in cadence with my tongue fucking. Every few
seconds, I urge her on with a, "Faster, Karen, faster." My hips are now
coming off the bed quite regularly and I am getting close to cumming, so I
roll us over on to our sides and put a hand back on her head, fucking her
mouth with my cock and her cunt with my tongue. I am going crazy and start
yelling, "Suck it, baby; suck it, baby," over and over. Finally I explode,
"Here it cums, Karen, suck it, suck.....Uuuuh....fuck, suck it, baby !" I
know the first spurt was in her mouth but she pushes her head away from my
crotch and gurgles, "OH ! God.....you're cumming." I push her head back to my
crotch and she takes my cock back in her mouth and starts sucking. My cock is
starting to soften but she keeps on sucking it and then rolls away from me on
to her back. "God, I think I came too but there was so much of your cum in my
mouth I couldn't swallow."
I sit up and lean down to kiss her. Her lips are glossy with my seamen
and there is also cum on her neck and one of her cheeks. I give her a long
french kiss and then ask her, "How was dessert, sweet one ?" "Fucking
fantastic, Willy." We lay in bed for a long while and just talked about life
and other nonsensical topics until we both fell asleep.
*** CHAPTER FIVE ***
Morning came early to me, as usual, and I went about my business as if
Karen hadn't spent the night. I was back from running and working the weights
when she peered through the curtains. I quickly put the weights up and enter
the front room. "Do you have a toothbrush I can borrow ?" She asks. I tell
her to use mine and follow her to the bathroom. As she was brushing her
teeth, I told her that maybe I should buy another one. She said that was a
good idea through a mouthful of toothpaste and toothbrush. After finishing
her oral hygiene she wraps her arms around my neck and tells me I need a
shower. She enters the shower as I take off my clothes. When I enter the
shower she wastes no time washing my private parts and then drops to her knees
and begins to lick and suck my cock. At first I didn't think I was going to
respond - I think she had the same feeling as she stopped sucking for a bit
and just licked it, then asked, "Can I lick your balls, Willy ?" Before I
could answer and as though she had already made up her mind; she starts
pumping my dick with her hand and licking my scrotum. Now, I start getting
hard; harder and harder by the second. Her mouth is back on my cock, her head
bobbing in front of me. As I lean back against the shower wall and just let
the pleasure flow over me; she's up and kissing me and says, "Fuck me, Willy,
now !"
I take her by the hand and lead her to the toilet where I sit on the seat
and tell her to straddle me. She feels very wet and warm as she caused our
mating by lowering herself onto my cock. She immediately starts using her
legs to raise and lower herself on my cock. She is really working up a sweat
and I alternate between kissing her mouth and sucking her nipples which are
now very prominent and turgid. I finally can't stand it any longer and pick
her up and carry her to the bedroom, drop her on the bed, crawl between her
legs and fill her with my cock. Her legs come up around my hips and I'm
fucking her in earnest - hard deep strokes that cause her to moan and groan
with every thrust. I start to chant incoherent words and phrases - fucking
her faster and faster. "Oooh ! Willy, I'm going to cum," she screams and I'm
not far behind as she eggs me on with "Faster, Willy, faster !" We're both
muttering incoherently when I begin to pump cum in her cunt. After becoming
soft, I roll off of her and say, "Shit, Karen, you're going to kill me doing
this." She laughs, "Yea, sure, Willy."
We had a leisurely breakfast and almost before we knew it she had to
leave. We had decided that neither of us would call the other and that we
would set the next time we would see each other during the previous. If the
next date didn't work out she would leave a note on the patio. That seemed
reasonable to me. I told her that I was going to visit my parents after Labor
day as the beaches of Southern California clear out then and the South swells
are still pretty good. I asked her if she would look after the growing
contraption and keep it full of water. She asked if she could bring a friend
over to get stoned. I wasn't too hot on that idea but when she said that
she'd keep her friend out of the growing room, I acquiesced. I gave her a
full "three finger lid" this time and she promised to have it sold by the time
I returned from surfing. I walked her to the sliding glass doors and she gave
me a short kiss and was gone; walking across the grass and away from the
condo. I wondered if I had really fucked myself, letting her care for the
hemp. Too late now, she had a key !!
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Frederick T.
hangten <an19164@anon.nymserver.com>
"You should have been here yesterday....." Bruce Brown - circa 1958 - 1961
"Slippery When Wet" or "Surfing Hollow Days" I can't remember.....
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