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@(C) 1997 Frederick T. - Free electronic distribution is enthusiastically
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Disclaimer: The following material is intended for adults only, that is
people over the age of consent in whatever country they happen to live. This
material consists of the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual
experiences that are obviously pure fantasy. In other words: none of the
characters contract sexually transmitted diseases; nobody has bad breath;
nobody gets pregnant unless they want to; few of the characters have any
sexual inhibitions or hangups and if they do, they quickly lose them; everyone
always has an orgasm and all the people live happily ever after. Now, if you
already live this type of life, I kind of wonder what you're doing wasting
your time browsing through a.s.s. ? I doubt you're going to find much new
among the contributions. But on the other hand, if you're still searching for
this perfect world; you're probably as close to finding it here as anywhere
else. Remember though, we are all God's children and should treat each other
as such. It should go without saying; any resemblance between the characters
in this account and real people, either living or deceased, is purely
coincidental. And finally, if you would be offended by the fictional sexual
experiences and fantasies of fictional people then you are free to seek other
entertainment. As always, e-mail your comments to the usual.
The Travels of Willy Tamarack
Back to School
Part One
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
*** PROLOGUE ***
Who is Willy Tamarack and what is he doing so far from home ?? The last
time we saw Willy.......his neighbor was spending a couple of days with his
boys, camping. Willy spent the first night, his neighbor was away, sharing
his neighbor's wife with his other neighbor's son, the one who caught them
fucking in the back yard, a couple of weeks ago.
The door bell rang at about 1700 hours (that's five p.m., for you civilian
types). I hurried to answer it. I had spent most of the day down in the
basement trimming bud off the close to a hundred bushy marijuana plants I have
growing in the basement. Jim Wright, my next door neighbor's son, was
standing on the porch. I let him in.
"Is Kelly here, yet ?" He asked. I told him that she had been over this
morning but I hadn't seen her since. He told me that he had called her and
that she said that she would be over around five. He was a prompt young man
but then I would be too, if I thought I was going to get my brains fucked out
by a very attractive woman with tits the size of small mountains.....And I was
right.
Kelly arrived a few seconds later. We all retreated to the den and shared
a joint. About half way through the joint, I got up to get us something to
drink. When I returned, Kelly had slipped out of her shift. She hardly ever
wore anything underneath it. Tonight was no exception. She had Jim's jeans
down around his ankles. He was struggling out of his "T" shirt. I had a
great view of Kelly's ass, a little wide but - a great shape and not too much
cellulite on it, either. My cock was throbbing as I walked across the room
and put the pepsis on the end table. I knew just where I was going to put it,
too.
Kelly's blond head was bobbing on Jim's pole as I slowly got out of my
clothes. I was some what pissed that I hadn't gotten to talk to Jim about my
"project" but the disappointment was tempered somewhat, watching Kelly's tits
jiggle around as she gave Jim head. I knelt down next to Kelly and ran my
hand up between her legs. Her bush was thick and curly, much darker than the
blond hair on her head. I traced her plump cunt lips with my fingers and
found her not very wet. So instead of just getting behind her and filling her
with cock, while she gave Jim a blow job; I got to my back and slithered my
head right below her bush. I ran my hands up the back of her thighs and then
buried my face in her abundant bush. Almost immediately she sat on my face
and I heard her say something but couldn't quite make out what it was.
My tongue had pried it's way in between her cunt lips and I started to
trace her slit with it. She was starting to get wet and I had both of my
hands on her ass, rubbing her cheeks together, back and forth. I found her
clitoris in the upper part of her slit and was trying to suck it into my mouth
when I heard Jim scream, "I'mmmm cuming !" I giggled a little and continued
to run my tongue around Kelly's, now very wet, cunt. I could hear her
giggling and then she was lifting a leg over me and getting off my face.
I got to my knees. My cock was still partially hard and I was eager to
get it in her mouth or cunt. I sat up on the couch and Kelly, who was still
kneeling on the floor, came to get it. I could see a couple of dribbles of
Jim's semen at the corner of her mouth and then she had me. Her mouth was
sloppy wet and very warm. After sucking me for a few moments, she started
tracing my cock with her tongue, licking it like a popsicle. I just threw my
head back on the couch and soaked up the pleasure that Kelly's mouth and
tongue were giving me. In a very short period I was as hard as rock and only
looked down when Kelly stopped using her mouth on me.
She was standing before me and appeared to be ready to climb on my lap. I
told her to turn around as I wasn't too keen on having her kiss me after Jim
just blew a load in her mouth. I mean, I don't mind swallowing a little of my
own cum but I draw the line at other guy's. Kelly quickly had her back to me,
reached between her legs and guided my cock to her wet cunt. I started
pumping immediately. She felt great - hot and juicy. During all this time, I
had lost track of Jim. I found him sitting in my chair, smoking the remains
of the joint we shared earlier. I motioned for him to bring it over to where
Kelly and I were fucking. She had started to rock back and forth on my lap.
I had slowed my pumping to a couple of strokes every now and then. I had my
hands on her chest and was playing with her magnificent tits. Her areola were
covered with goose bumps, the nipples turgid in my hands. I twisted the
nipples between my fingers.
Jim held out the joint and Kelly took a hit. When he passed it to me,
Kelly gobbled up his dangling cock. Jim wasn't going anywhere soon. I held
the smoke in my lungs and started to fuck her more rapidly. The joint was
still dangling from my lips as Jim had taken a hold of Kelly's head with his
hands. I reached back around and took the roach from my mouth and tossed it
toward the ashtray on the end table. "Shack, Lead !" I couldn't believe it.
Must be my lucky day. I went back to Kelly's tits. Jim was really pumping
his hips and I figured that he had a good sized hardon sliding in and out of
Kelly's mouth.
I really wanted to fuck her so I yelled to Jim to step out of the way and
pushed Kelly off my lap. She was laughing as I pulled her back onto the couch
and to her knees. I filled her in one thrust. Jim was still standing near
her head. She turned her head and Jim came a little closer. I watched as she
damn near swallowed him whole. His hands went back to her head and I was
fucking her like crazy. When she reached back between her legs and started
playing with my balls, I knew I had little time left. I started fucking her
faster and then it was on me. The first spurt was like an explosion. I know
I blacked out. Her cunt got real squishy and gooey and I kept pounding it in
and out of her. I finally pulled out of her after pumping a couple of more
spurts of semen into her pussy.
Jim wasted no time at all and as soon as I got up off the couch, he was
behind her, fucking her brains out. I don't think she had cum yet as Kelly
usually makes a good bit of noise when she gets her cookies. Here it came.
She filled the room with all sorts of sounds. I staggered over, lit another
joint and sat in my favorite chair.
The rest of the evening was filled with more of the same. As was the next
day and evening. I spent most of the time when I wasn't fucking and sucking,
that is, down stairs trimming bud off my plants. It gave me a rest from the
carnal activities going on up stairs and...Hey ! I couldn't let the plants go
to shit, just to get a little pussy, could I ? To tell you the truth, I was
looking forward to Kelly's old man getting back home as I was eager to start
my "project."
***** CHAPTER ONE *****
Jim was over early in the morning. I was delighted. I figured that he
was going to hit me up for some dope and since I'd just about finished
trimming all the bud off the plants, I had plenty. I'd been rolling joints in
the kitchen when the door bell rang and had dope all over the place.
Jim wasted no time, "Ah...Willy, you know, we were kind of talking about
you selling me some of your dope." I just nodded my head and kept on rolling.
Jim was watching intently.
"Where do you get all this shit, anyhow ?" Jim asked.
"Have you thought about my 'project' lately ?" I returned.
"Well, kind of."
"What does that mean ?"
Jim struggled with an answer and finally admitted that he hadn't thought
too much about the "project" because Kelly'd been fucking his brains out just
about twenty-four hours a day for the past several days.
He continued with, "My girl friend is real pissed off at me and thinks
I've been fucking around with somebody else. Shit ! She's going around
asking all our friends.....You know, where I've been and that kind of shit. I
told her I haven't been feeling too good; that I've been sick, but she doesn't
buy it."
I said, "You're welcome."
Jim looked embarrassed. He started again and told me he didn't know how
to go about approaching the girls. What was he going to say ? "Hey ! If you
let this old guy photograph you in the nude, he'll change your grades ?" I
picked up several joints, I'd rolled a couple of days ago. They had been
curing up stairs in the attic with the rest of the bud. I pushed them across
the table.
"Jim, it's very simple. You take these and tonight when your friends are
more stoned than they have ever been in their lives; you ask a couple of the
young ladies if they've ever done any modeling. Then you tell them that you
know a guy who may be able to change a couple of their grades if they'd be
willing to do some modeling for him. If nobody's interested, well, nobody's
interested."
Jim mulled that over in his adolescent brain as he stared at the three
joints on the table top. Then he looked up from the table with this great big
shit eatin' grin on his face. "You're gona try and fuck'em, right ?"
I didn't say a word but just kept rolling the joint I was working on,
occasionally looking up at Jim. When I didn't say anything, Jim picked up the
three joints and got up to leave. "Ah...Willy...The last couple of days...I
had a great time. Thanks." I just nodded my head and continued rolling.
With that Jim turned and left.
In the last several weeks I'd rolled close to a hundred of the "blunts,"
as Jim called them. I had them sealed in freezer bags in the freezer. Last
night I'd turned up the lights, hoping to get the plants to slide back into
the vegetative state again. Just in case, I'd cut about fifty branches off
the plants and started soaking them in a transplanting solution. If they
wouldn't go vegetative again, I'd start more clones. That Willy was a smart
guy ?!
It was late the next afternoon before Jim made an appearance. I wasn't
that worried. I didn't figure that any of the kids around here could score
the quality of dope I was growing. That alone would draw Jim back to me. We
settled in the kitchen. Jim pulled out a roll of bills and threw it on the
table.
"Your dope went over pretty well last night. I only had just about
everyone asking if I could get them some. People kept slipping me money and
telling me to, 'see what I could do.'" I laughed a bit but didn't say a word.
I just stared at Jim. The teenager knew what I wanted to hear and it wasn't
that my dope was fabulous. I already knew that.
The silence filled the kitchen. I continued to stare at Jim. I hadn't
even glanced at the roll of bills on the table. Jim finally continued with,
"I talked to a couple of girls but they were pretty stoned at the time and I'm
not sure they understood what I was talking about but...." He let the thought
trail off into nothing.
I got up and went to the freezer and got out about a half an ounce of bud.
I handed it to Jim and said, "Thanks for trying, Jim. Maybe you can mention
it again tonight when you're the king of the party, handing out this shit." I
picked up the bills on the table and handed them back to Jim. "Keep the
money. I don't want to get into dope sales. I had a good time when we
partied together. This is just for being a cool guy but like I said I don't
want to get into the habit of supplying every teeny bopper in Boise. Ok ?"
Jim nodded his head and headed for the door.
***** CHAPTER TWO *****
Ten days went by. I was sure I'd never see Jim again. I certainly had no
intention of going next door and asking about my "project." Oh ! Well, win a
few; lose a few. Kelly's old man was leaving next week on a trip and I was
kind of looking forward to her visiting again. With my luck, she'd walk in
the door and say, "Where's Jim ?" I was coming up from the cellar. The
plants had started back into the vegetive state and I was back to heavy
watering and lots of fertilizer. The door bell rang. I took my time getting
there. I had the windows open as it was late August and it was becoming cool
in the evening.
I looked out the window and there was Jim with a very nice looking young
lady. She was giving him hell. "...piss me off, Jim Wright. You tell damn
near every bimbo in school about this guy but you don't tell me. I have to
get it from some of my friends. Why ? You still haven't given me a good
answer. God damn, you piss me off. Shit if anyone can use some help with
their grades, it's me. Jesus, look what he did for you. The fucking guy's a
magician, making you damn near a three point student...." I laughed and
wandered to the door. Jack Pot !!!
"Well...Jim, what a surprise." I held his hand out and shook Jim's when
he finally offered it. "Long time no see...And who's you friend ?" I was
almost being oily and that bothered me. I'd have to cool it. Jim introduced
me to Gail Browner. I shook her hand and escorted them into the den. I had
one of my cigar-like looking joints sitting on the end table. Gail kept
looking at it as we bullshitted about school starting in a week or so.
Jim was not saying much and I was laughing to himself. This was obviously
his girl friend or someone who he had know for a long time. Someone, who Jim
really didn't want me to get my hands on. I got up to get them a soft drink
and told Jim to light up the joint. When I got back, the joint was still
unlit. As I reached for it, the young lady cleared her throat and said,
"Ah...Jim says that you changed a couple of his grades and...kind of improved
his G.P.A. a bit ?"
I lit the joint and after taking a big drag, passed it to Jim. I held my
breath and just stared at Gail. She was a very attractive young lady.
Somewhat small, not much bust but real cute with light brown hair that was cut
short. When I exhaled I said, "Ah...Yea." Jim was trying to pass the joint
to Gail but she waved him off.
"Jim said that you're into photography and looking for a model." I had
the joint again and after taking another big drag, squeaked out, "Ah...Yea."
Jim started laughing and Gail looked at him with daggers in her eyes. I was
enjoying myself. I held the joint out for Gail and she took a small drag. I
encouraged her, with my hands, to take a larger drag and she finally
acquiesced and took a real rip off the joint. When she exhaled, I pointed to
the ash tray and held out my hand. She dropped the joint into the ash tray,
took my hand and I helped her to her feet. When she was standing I motioned
for them to move to the other end of the den, where I had the computer set up.
It took me about five or six minutes to get the machine going and then
another five or so to get into the school computer. "Last name ?" I asked.
Nobody said a thing. I looked back over my shoulder; they were looking over
my shoulders, and said, "What's your last name, Gail ?"
"Ah...Browner." I typed in her name and in just seconds, her transcript
flashed up on the screen. I scrolled down the page and pushed the buttons
necessary to print out a hard copy. Her G.P.A. was 2.6 and I was already
imagining, boosting it to about a 3.6. Shit ! She didn't have any "D's" and
that's what really fucked Jim. When the hard copy finished printing, I ripped
it off the printer and walked over to my favorite chair. While studying her
transcript, I took the joint out of the ash tray and lit it.
After a few moments and a couple of rips off the joint, I tossed the
transcript onto the table and handed her the joint. "No problem. I figure a
three six, at least." Gail's eyes got as big around as silver dollars. I
just smiled. Jim stuttered something but neither Gail nor I looked at him.
We were staring at each other.
"Ah...When can you make this happen ?" Gail finally asked. The joint was
making the rounds and the three of us were getting real stoned. "Do...Do you
want me to do the modeling tonight ?" I laughed out loud. I'd just realized
that my "project" was going to work but being the silly fucker, I am, didn't
even have a camera. I kept laughing until Gail finally asked me what I was
laughing at. I just took another drag off the joint and passed it to Jim.
"No. Let me work on your transcript for a couple of days and then you can
come over and you can check out the grades and then we'll do the photography
and then...Hey ! We're done." I was stoned as shit but then so were Jim and
Gail.
The next morning after fertilizing the plants, I was in the van and
heading toward the base. I shopped for several hours in the BX and finally
left when I couldn't find what I was after. I drove to just about every photo
and computer place in Boise and finally picked up what I needed. I outfitted
myself with a digital VCR plus camera and a digital still camera. Jesus, I
spent close to ten grand but it was going to be worth it. God ! Was I glad
that I did that dope deal back in Jamaica !?
Two nights later, Jim and Gail showed up at Willy's front door. It was a
little after six and I'd just had a couple of rips off a joint. The three of
us settled in the kitchen and I went to get her transcripts. I tossed them on
the counter top and lit up the joint, I'd been smoking earlier. Gail studied
them for several minutes.
"Ah...You can't give me such high grades in math, Willy." I just nodded
and wandered back into the den. In less than a half hour, Gail was satisfied
with her transcript and I was ready to roll'em.
Jim asked if he could stay for the photo session and I knew I'd scored
when Gail told him she'd be more at ease if he left. I tried not to stare at
him. Jim started to say something but then decide not to. He reluctantly got
to his feet and asked what time he should be back to pick up Gail. I said it
was no problem - I could drive her home. That sealed it and Jim left in a
funk.
I escorted him to the door but before he left, he blurted out, "Hey !
Willy, she's my steady girl friend."
I looked real serious and said, "Well, where's Kelly been, then ? Her old
man left several days ago. That wasn't you traipsing through the back yard
this morning was it ?" Jim couldn't look me in the eye and left. I strolled
back into the den. Shit ! I didn't even have the cameras set up. Gail was
still standing by the counter top.
"Ah...It'll take me a while to set up the equipment. Why don't you have a
smoke and relax while I'm setting things up ?"
She looked over at me and started laughing. I laughed with her and
wandered into the den to set up the cameras. "You know, I've never done this
before." She said as she wandered over to me and handed me the joint.
"You've never done what ?"
"I've never done any modeling."
I laughed and told her I'd never done any photography. We both laughed
uproariously for a couple of seconds as I attached the video cables to the VCR
camera and then put the still camera on the tripod.
"Do you want me to start out naked ?" Gail asked.
I thought about that as I was running the cables to the computer. I
didn't ever remember telling her or Jim that it would be nude modeling. Now,
I kind of implied it but never came right out and said it. "Naw...Why don't
we start with you getting out of your clothes to take a shower ? I'll take
some pictures while you're doing that and then we can do some on the couch."
Gail just nodded and took another hit off the joint. "Shit ! As long as
we're at it, why don't I take some pictures of you in the shower ?"
Gail just nodded her head and took a real big drag off the joint. I was
behind the camera when Gail started laughing. I asked her what she was
laughing at and she asked where the shower was ? I started laughing and
reached out for the joint she was holding. After taking a big drag I picked
up the still camera - tripod and all and wandered toward the back bedroom and
the shower.
***** CHAPTER THREE *****
Gail was wearing short shorts and a "T" shirt. I was dressed almost
identically and was worried about getting a hardon as I wasn't wearing any
underwear. I was glad I'd be behind the camera; Gail wouldn't be able to tell
if I was staring at her nude body. Ah...Yea, Willy ! The bathroom was kind
of small, with one of those tub/shower things in it. I looked for the best
place to set up the camera and decided that right outside the door would be
best.
"What...ah...I'd like to capture here is you getting out of your clothes
and into the shower. Don't stare at the camera. Pretend that I'm not here
and take a lot of time getting out of your clothes. Ok ?"
Gail just nodded her head and smiled at me. She had a lung full of smoke
and handed the roach to me. I took a hit and tossed it into the sink. I
could hear the Beach Boys on the stereo and thought - Jesus, she looks just
like a beach bunny or a surfer girl or whatever - an old man's ultimate
fantasy. This is going to be fucking great. I got behind the camera and Gail
reached for the hem of her "T" shirt. Up it came and I was snapping.
She was wearing a plain white bra and like I had figured earlier, she was
not that well built. Her breasts appeared to be about cupcake size. The "T"
shirt was dropped to the floor and now she was sliding her shorts down. Her
panties matched the bra and I could just barely make out the triangle of her
bush through the panties. I was getting a hardon but could care less - this
was fucking "A" fantastic. She turned toward the mirror and ran her hand
through her hair short, brown hair, giving me a great shot of her ass. Her
panties hardly covered her ass cheeks and she reached back and pulled the
panties down over her cheeks. My boner was throbbing.
The reload light in the camera was blinking and I told her to sit down for
a minute while I reloaded. I rushed out to the front room and got the rest of
the cartridges. I also got another joint. I'd have to remember the six "P's"
the next time - Prior Planning Prevents Piss Poor Performance ! I sprinted
back to the bedroom and found Gail sitting on the edge of the tub. I torched
up the joint and handed it to her. She smiled and accepted the joint. After
taking a rip, she squeaked out, "When do I get to see the pictures ?"
I just laughed and told her whenever she wanted. She asked if Jim would
get to see them and I told her it was up to her. She told me she'd rather he
didn't. I just shrugged my shoulders and told her I was ready again. She put
the joint on the lip of the sink and turned back toward the mirror. She
reached back behind her and unsnapped the bra. I focused toward the mirror
and got a couple of great shots as the cups came off her tits. They were
topped with quarter sized, light brown areola with real tiny nipples - about
the size of a small pencil erasure. My boner was coming back.
When the bra hit the floor, she reached for her panties and slowly dragged
them down her legs. She stepped out of them, one leg at a time and tossed
them over by the bra - she was naked and I had a raging hardon in my shorts.
Her ass was beautiful - two small melon sized globes that looked tighter and
firmer than anything I had ever seen. After taking a shot of her behind, I
told her I had to reload again and she casually reached over for the joint and
asked me for my lighter. I had a hard time concentrating on the procedures to
get the camera reloaded. She was giving me a full frontal nude shot and I
just stared at her. She just smiled back. Her nipples appeared to be erect,
pointing out from her breasts like little cones. Her bush was a very small
triangle at the junction of her thighs. Her pubic hair - almost the exact
same color as the hair on her head. I just stared. Gail stared back and
allowed her gaze to drop to my crotch.
When she looked back at my face she said, "You want me to get into the
shower now ?" I croaked out something that sounded like, "Aghugh." Gail
laughed and looked back at my crotch. I had to use every self-control
mechanism known to man to keep from scooping her up, carrying her to the den
and fucking her brains out. The water going on in the shower brought me back
to the here and now. She was already lathering up with soap and I was back to
being the photographer.
She spent a lot of time lathering her tits, ass and bush. Nothing like an
overt come on but my hardon lost little of it's turgidness while she was in
the shower. I took a couple of pictures of her drying off and we shared the
rest of the joint as I carried the camera to the den. She didn't bother to
dress but carried her clothes in her arms. She tossed them in my favorite
chair and said, "Where next ?" I just pointed to the couch. My hardon was
still making a tent in my shorts and Gail was glancing at it every once and
while.
I was really getting into this and becoming more directive with every
passing moment. While I was taking some shots of her sitting, then lying, I
asked if she could make her nipples erect. She giggled and then twisted them
between her fingers until they were hard little points. While I'd never asked
her to spread her legs, she'd occasionally let a knee fall away from the other
one and I would snap a shot of her crotch. I finally told her to get to her
knees. She was up on her knees with her arms on the back of the couch and I
was in heaven getting a great shot of her ass. I could actually see her bush
between the cheeks of her ass. I was down on the floor and she was looking
down at me.
"Ah...Why don't you get the hair away from your lips, Gail ?"
She ran her hands through the hair on her head. "No...Your other lips..."
I almost whispered.
Gail looked back at me and giggled. "I can't see back there maybe...."
She let the thought trail off into nothing. I got up off the floor and moved
to her rear end. I crouched down and ran a couple of fingers through her
pubic hair, trying to make her cunt lips more visible. When I touched her
labia it was like an electric shock passed through me. She remained
motionless but when I looked up at her face she was smiling. I made an
exaggerated motion of wetting my fingers and then moved her pubic hair away
from her vagina lips. This time she moved her crotch back against my hand. I
wet my fingers again and then slid them up and down her now very visible cunt
lips.
She looked away from me and buried her head in her arms. I leaned forward
and licked up the back of her left thigh until I reached her plump ass. I
gently took a bite of it and she moaned - real loud. I licked back down her
left thigh and then moved to her right thigh and repeated the procedure.
"Ooooh ! Ooooh ! Ooooh !" Is all I heard and when I reached her right
ass cheek, instead of biting it, I tasted her. She tasted wonderful. My
tongue reamed itself between the lips of her vagina. She was very wet. Her
pubic hair tickled my face. My tongue started pumping in and out of her cunt.
Her panting filled the den. I spread the cheeks of her ass and licked her
from cunt to asshole. Her anus was totally hairless. I licked around it and
then went back to her cunt and fucked it some more with my tongue. Her ass
was pushing her crotch back into my face, my hands were on her ass cheeks.
I disengaged from her ass and rolled her over so that she was sitting on
the couch. I moved her heels to the edge of the couch and she allowed her
legs to spread. I buried my face in her small, brown bush - her pubic hair
was matted with my saliva and her cunt butter - her lips clearly visible. I
quickly captured her clitoris between my lips and sucked it. Her hips bounced
up and down on the couch, my face just along for the ride. I finally worked
my tongue back into her cunt and pumped it in and out of her until I heard her
screams fill the den. She had both hands pulling on my pony tail when I
finally raised my head from her crotch.
As my hands went to pull off my "T" shirt, her hands went to my shorts and
pulled them over the boner, I still had in my pants. Her hands captured it
and started pumping it. I was a wild man and threw the "T" shirt back over my
shoulder as I got to my feet and got between her legs. Her hands never left
my cock and guided it to her cunt, my shorts still around my thighs. I filled
her with one thrust and was fucking like I hadn't been fucked in weeks - which
was true. She was tighter than I thought she would be, almost bony. Her legs
came up around me and I could feel her heels kicking my ass and hips. She was
breathing like she couldn't get enough air and I kept pumping my dick in and
out of her. Her hands were now on my shoulders as I continued to force more
and more of my cock in and out of her. She was still screaming and I was
still fucking her. It seemed so short, not my dick, either - and then I was
there - pumping spurt after spurt of semen into her cunt. Her cunt felt like
it over flowed and I could feel my pubic hair getting wet with my cum. I kept
pumping and she hadn't stopped screaming. My pumping had become a series of
short thrusts, almost a spazaming of my body. I finally came to rest on top
of her and then realized that I hadn't kissed her or even sucked on her tits -
just eaten her raw and then fucked her brains out. I was spent, rolled off of
her and sat on the couch, my shorts still half way down my thighs.
"Ahh...Gail, how about reaching over to the end table and getting us the
joint ?" I finally said after catching my breath. She rolled away from me
and got the joint. I reached into the pocket of my shorts and got the
lighter.
As I was getting the joint going, Gail dropped to the floor and dragged my
shorts off. "You're not going to need these any more." I laughed and handed
her the joint; she took a real rip and handed it back. "Did anyone ever tell
you that you have the perfect size dick ?" I lost a whole lung full of smoke
and Gail started laughing. I was in heaven and in no time Gail had my cock in
her mouth. She was just nibbling on the head. Every once and a while she'd
look up at me and lick my entire length. I was getting longer and harder as
her mouth worked on my dick.
"You know, if Jim licked me like you just did, I'd suck him dry every
night but all he wants...is to fuck me until I'm sore and then he wants me to
suck him off and let him cum in my mouth." I took a hit off the roach and
handed it to her. She took a hit, passed it back to me and then went down on
me again. Her hand had never stopped stroking my cock and now her mouth was
sliding up and down my lengthening shaft. No doubt, this young thing had
sucked a cock or two in the past. I tossed the roach toward the ash tray -
this time I missed but really didn't care as Gail's mouth and tongue were
giving me so much pleasure. I threw my head against the back of the couch and
soaked it up.
The pleasure was driving me crazy and I couldn't hold my hips still. I
finally grabbed her head and started pumping my cock in and out of her pursed
lips. Gail was going to get a mouth full of semen - she knew it and I knew
it. Every once and while she'd push her mouth off of my cock and pump it with
her hand while she'd egg me on with, "Come on, Willy. Cum in my mouth." I'd
usually grab her head and force it back into my crotch. She'd gobble me up
and then her head would bob in my lap as her lips and tongue worked up and
down my shaft. I could now feel the tingling sensation that usually announced
my orgasm.
"Suck my cock, Gail. I'm almost there...Want to fill your mouth with cum,
honey. Come on, suck it." Her head was almost a blur in my lap and then the
first explosion went off. Her head came off my cock and I could see semen
dribbling out of her mouth as the next spurt hit her right cheek. She was
still pumping and then rubbing the head of my cock against her cheek. Another
load almost took her right ear off and my cum was in her hair. Shit ! Why
didn't I have the VCR camera going ?
She licked me clean. I was wiped out. When she sat back on her haunches.
I leaned over and picked up the burned out roach off the carpet. My hands
were shaking as I lit it. She patiently waited her turn. After one hit she
got to her feet and asked, "Can I use the phone ?" I just nodded my head.
She was gone for what seemed like eternity. Finally she walked back into
the den and stood right in front of me, hands on her hips, legs spread and
said, "Ah...I've arranged to spend the night at a friend's house. If it's ok
with you, I'd like to spend the night here." I just held out the joint. She
took it, took a big rip, tossed the roach into the ash tray and climbed up on
the couch. In a matter of seconds she had her cunt plastered to my face and
had lifted a leg over the couch. Her pubic hair was matted with her cunt
butter, my saliva and also a large load of my semen. I started eating.
To Be
Continued in
Back to School
Part Two
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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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