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Cheryl Book 1 FMM

Cheryl shuffled the papers on her desk and looked once again at the
clock. "If 5:00 doesn't get here soon I'm going to explode," she thought
to herself. She stuffed the few remaining invoices in her top desk
drawer and as she crossed her long and tanned legs her panties lightly
brushed her clit and she almost moaned. 

Cheryl had dreamed all night about hard bodies making her sweat and she
had thought about it all day. She was making herself crazy and her
panties were wet with anticipation. Cheryl would love to have a
boyfriend for just such times but didn't need a guy in her life screwing
it up. Been there, done that. But if that had been the case that she did
have a guy she would have screwed him stupid during lunch. Damn!

She took her compact out of her purse and touched up her make up,
glanced at the clock. Double Damn!! The longer 5:00 took the wetter her
panties got. She had all day to plot her evening pick up and she was
ready to get plans under way. All she needed was a simple fuck, no name,
no phone number needed. "Tell me with your eyes you have a hard cock and
know how to use it." The thought made her squirm and recross her legs.
Cheryl became so lost in the fantasy she was two minutes late hitting
the door at 5:00.

While the air conditioning cooled her car down she unbuttoned two extra
buttons on her blouse and took the clip out of her silken hair and let
it flow below her shoulders. Like a high school kid she took two extra
turns in the waist band of her skirt so it would ride up her long legs
about 2 inches. Her final touch was to kick off the frumpy office shoes
and she reached behind her seat and pulled out her "naughty" 3 inch
black heels. She cat ready to prowl...

First stop was Roy's service station and just after 5:00 was a meca for
men picking up their cars or family wagons. Maybe a teenager or two
looking to borrow a tool from Roy for a fast tune up on an old junker.
After all she did "need" to talk to Roy about getting a tune up on her
car. "Yeah, like in the next two years," she thought. "Not the tune up I
need at the moment." "Kill a little time and see what comes in in the
next few minutes." 

Cheryl noticed a few heads turn and she followed suit and watched a new
motor home roll to a stop on the street. Few mentioned what kind of
horse power but most wondered what kind of cash it took to run it.
Cheryl didn't have any interest in the motor toy or any of the crowd at
Roy's. 
Next stop was Book Mart, always lonely guys in there. Little
conversation and some skin and she had been lucky before. Easy pickins
most of the time but she didn't want to frequent it too much.

Cheryl spent over an hour in Book Mart and nothing. Her need had grown
from simple fuck to a hard fuck and she was growing very restless. She
hated the bar scene and nothing worse than a guy with one too many
drinks but her choices were running slim for a week night. Back in her
car and heading out on the freeway for a bar about 10 miles away. Cheryl
cranked the window down and the music up. She glided into the middle
lane and then she heard it. The sound like no other when a worn tire
finally gives up the ghost and blows. Now cruising to the side of the
road and hotter with temper than lust. "Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!" Cheryl
slammed the car in park and threw the door open. "Like I don't know its
a fucking flat tire, shit." She pulled out a cigarette and leaned up
against the hood of the car. She looked up and down the freeway and
nothing but truckers this time of evening. Rest of the folks home
watching TV or eating dinner. "Shit."

About the time she tossed her smoke on the ground she saw the motor home
she had seen at Roy's coming down the freeway. "Fucking great, a family
adventure." And sure enough the motor home turned on its blinker and
started slowing down. "Take a deep breath, girl and thank your stars for
any kind of luck tonight." The motor home pulled up and stopped right
behind her car. A minute later a side door opened and out walked a tight
muscled, tight jeaned man. His hair back in a pony tail. "Need a hand
there, Miss?" Cheryl thought, "No I need your cock." But she answered,
"It sure would be nice."

The mans name was Larry and he went over and took her tire jack out of
the truck and started working on her tire. Cheryl was admiring Larry and
watching him work. "Care to come out of the heat and get a cool drink?"
a voice said from behind her. Cheryl turned around to face another Larry
in build and style. "My name is Tony," he said and offered his hand for
a shake. "Hi, I'm Cheryl and Yes, I'd love something wet."

She follow Tony in the motor home and took a seat at the table. Tony
opened a beer and offered it to Cheryl. "Larry and I rented this box for
a vacation, we're brothers." "Just two guys looking for a little fun and
relaxation."  "What kind of fun are you guys looking for?" Cheryl asked.
She knew he knew exactly what she was hinting at. "Any kind of fun that
should happen down the road, Cheryl." "Why do you ask?" She looked him
dead in the eye and said, "You boys ever fuck the same woman at the same
time?" Tony gave her the same look back, "Not until today."

Cheryl got up from the table and melted out of her clothes. She knelt
between Tonys legs and unzipped her jeans. "God, I love to suck cock, do
you mind?" She didn't wait for a reply and took his half hard cock into
her greedy mouth. Cheryl sucked his balls while rubbing his now hard
cock over her face. She didn't hear Larry come back into the motor home
but she did feel his hands pry her legs apart. Cheryl took Tonys cock
deep in her mouth. She needed, wanted to be filled totally. Larry pushed
two fingers into her soaking pussy and he could hear her moan around his
brothers cock. He pulled his fingers out and slammed his cock deep into
her wanton hole. This time when she moaned Tony forced his cock all the
way down her throat. He locked his fingers in her hair and fucked her
face. Larry grabbed her ass in his hands and slammed all of his manhood
as deep into her as he could.

Cheryl felt herself letting go to the ultimate orgasm. It was building
very deep and very hard within her soul. She needed to feel hot cum down
her throat at the same time she felt hot cum fill her pussy and it was
coming. She grabbed Tonys balls and gently squeezed and he moaned in
deep pleasure. Larry fucked her harder and deeper than she had even been
fucked. She felt Tony start to cum deep down her throat and she was lost
in orgasm while Larry emptied his balls deep in her pussy.

"Hey, Thanks guys for helping a lady in deep need," Cheryl said and
waved to them as they pulled out the motor home from behind her car.

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