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@(C) 1998 Frederick T. Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the
National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the
American Cancer Society.
!!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!
The following work is of a sexual nature. If you have not yet reached the
age of consent, where ever you reside, the author requests your parents or
guardians review this material before you continue. Censoring the material a
young mind absorbs is not the responsibility of the creator but that of the
adult who has custodial responsibility for the young mind. Having said that;
the following story is pure fantasy. It didn't happen, probably could never
happen and the author accepts no responsibility for person or persons who
attempt to make it happen. All the characters were created by the author and
none of them are based on people who actually lived or are living in this
wonderful world we inhabit. We are all created by a wonderful process called
sexual intercourse. That it was made so pleasurable is undeniably the reason
we have filled this world with our children. While the creator probably did
so for a reason; remember that human beings created all the side dishes that
accompany the basic act. Sex should have a happy ending, whether with
yourself or with a partner. That this is sometimes not the case can only be
the fault of the participants. Sex should be fun ! As always e-mail your
comments to the usual.
If Candy is Dandy and Liquor is Quicker...Who's Maryjane ??
Part Seven
(Mf mf M+f+ anal group)
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
***** CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR *****
Deborah Dune Johnstone had just arrived home from work. Her youngest
daughter, Stella, arrived this morning from college. Deborah was so proud of
her. She'd just turned eighteen, after graduating from high school a year
early, and had just completed her freshman year, back East at Deborah's alma
mater. Her other daughter, Gwen, was twenty and in the air force. Gwen
didn't like school but had the "right stuff" to make it into the air force as
an enlisted woman. Deborah was proud of her, too but in a different way.
Stella was on the phone as Deborah walked down the hall to her room.
"...bigger than Sven Johnanson's...Oh ! Brenda...He's much bigger than
Sven's...And the head of his dick is so cool. I can suck on it for hours.
You doing it with anyone ?"
Deborah flattened herself against the wall. Brenda was Stella's best
friend from high school. She couldn't believe they were talking about their
boy friend's penis size. And "suck on it for hours." Oh ! My God ! Her
baby was...was....was what ? And what does "doing it" mean ? Did it mean
what Deborah thought it meant ? Of course it did ! Deborah was trembling.
She wondered if her daughter had done it as many times as she had her freshman
year ? Deborah couldn't count on both hands the number of guys she fucked her
freshman year ! Brenda must be talking now as her daughter's room was quiet.
When Deborah picked up Stella at the airport this morning, she hardly
recognized her. She left for school after Christmas break with the same dark
hair her mother shared with her sister and her but the blonde who knocked on
the window of the car this morning wasn't her daughter...Couldn't be her
daughter ? It changed her looks so much.
Stella was laughing as she hung up and then before Deborah was able to get
to her room, burst out into the hall. "Oh ! Mom, you scared me...When'd you
get home ?" The two women wandered down the hall, Deborah still unsteady.
Stella was going on and on about shopping that evening. She was really trying
to work up the courage to tell her mom that Salim, her boy friend, was
dropping by tomorrow and she wanted him to stay with them.
Oh ! He could afford to stay in a hotel but Stella wanted him to stay at
her house. That way he could sneak into her room after her mother went to bed
and...Well, fuck her brains out. Stella got wet every time she thought about
Salim's long, hard, uncircumcised cock. She was positive Salim would want
some of Brenda too, even though she didn't have near the body Stella had.
Brenda was a blonde, a natural one at that, and a year younger. Salim loved
blonde's. In fact, wouldn't date anything other than blonde's. That's why
she bleached her hair.
Her mind wandered back to the first time she met him.....The girl who
introduced her told her he wouldn't give her the time of day. Stella blew her
off and spent the whole evening trying to interest him. She knew she had a
great body. Not as heavy around the hips and thighs as her mom and sister but
with tits, the same grade "AA" size as their's. Usually guys couldn't keep
their eyes off them and when they were alone, their hands and mouths. Stella
loved it !
After a very frustrating night trying to impress him, she threw caution to
the winds and dyed her hair. She also shaved her pussy because that would be
a dead give away that she wasn't blonde. It was a thick patch of dark, curly
hair that grew like a jungle between her legs. She inquired as to where Salim
lived and went over to his place unannounced and uninvited. The invite didn't
take long and within about twenty minutes she was smoking some of Salim's
dynamite weed and stripping out of her clothes in his bedroom. She stayed
with him for two days and did things she never dreamed of doing.
While no virgin, she confined her sexual activity to guys she had been
dating. She was not easy. She'd gone all the way with just three of her boy
friends and just one of her college dates. While not disappointed with her
sexual experiences, they always left her...What ? It seemed like after two of
three times sleeping with them...They became stale. But Salim was an entirely
different guy; first off, he was Egyptian and really loaded. Always had the
best dope, a great car and lots and lots of money. And in bed...God ! He
made her cum like nobody else ever had......She was drenching her panties just
thinking about him. Better start prepping mom.
"Aaah...Mom would it be all right if one of my boy friends comes and stays
with us for a couple of days ?" They were wandering the local mall and
Deborah was amazed at the looks the two of them were getting. Guys her age
were sneaking peeks at her daughter, some of them openly staring at her. And
young guys were staring her down. She'd never noticed before or maybe, paid
any attention, was a more correct way to look at it ? What did she say ? Her
boy friend ? Jesus ! Was this the guy with the uncircumcised penis ?
Butterflies were having a dog fight in her stomach.
"When's he arriving ?"
"Tomorrow, mom ! You'll really like him. He's so cool."
"Tomorrow ! Jesus, you kids don't plan anything do you ?" She laughed
and her daughter joined her. Stella and Salim had been planning this visit
since they started dating...Well, they weren't really dating...Just fucking !
She was really looking forward to bringing her friend, Brenda in one evening
and watch Salim go crazy over her. He was more than man enough for two as
he'd shown her several times.
"Well...Mom, what'd you say ?"
"I suppose it's ok ? How long is he going to stay ? We'll have to make
up the guest room." The two of them continued down the mall.
"You gona work at the restaurant again this Summer ?
"Yea."
"When do you start ?"
"Day after tomorrow...I think ?"
Keeping up with young people is a full time job in today's world !
Deborah was busy getting ready to go out with her daughter and her
daughter's boy friend. He seemed like a very nice young man, Egyptian and
apparently very well off. He was in his senior year and Deborah figured him
to be in his early twenties. That some what concerned her...Her daughter
going out with a senior but then she remembered her freshman year and laughed
out loud.
Deborah just turned forty-two and was starting to show signs of middle
age. She'd always been a "big" girl and struggled to keep her weight in the
low one-thirties. Ok ! On a good day. Her hips and thighs were starting to
go to shit but her bust was class "A." She'd never met a man who didn't sneak
peeks at her breasts while they were talking. Both her daughters shared the
same attribute. Her dark hair had little gray in it and her legs were still
trim if she wore something that covered her thighs. Her stomach was still
some what slim and she had the deepest belly button to go along with it. Her
butt was just ok...A little wide. If she'd get off her ass and worked out a
little, she was sure she could take five or six pounds off and look really
great.
Deborah divorced her husband about fifteen years ago. Well...He was
fucking around on her and about to dump her for a younger woman anyway; some
assistant in the law firm he worked for. That's ok ! He was a pencil dick
anyway and Deborah often had a hard time remembering why she married him in
the first place. It took her six years, the drugs didn't help, to get through
college. She was about as prepared to enter the work force as a high school
graduate. He ex-husband was in love with her tits and had a great offer from
a very prestigious law firm back East. The girls came quickly and Deborah
forgot all about using her degree until she faced the world on her own after
the divorce. She packed up the girls and headed West to the "Golden" state,
her home.
She was teaching junior and senior english at the local high school and
very happy with life although she would prefer to have a man in it. Dating
with two young girls wasn't easy and even now after they had left the nest she
wasn't very active socially. She envied her daughter's youth. Shit ! She
envied her own youth and wished she could transport herself back to that time
so long ago...Sex...Drugs and Rock and Roll ! What a combination !!??
Jesus ! She was embarrassed at how much Salim spent on them. Dinner was
over two hundred dollars. He was so gracious and polite and the money was
unreal. Shit ! He drove a Lexus and he was only a senior in college. They
arrived home early and Deborah'd had a little too much wine with dinner; she
immediately retired for the evening. The kids had other ideas.
***** CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE *****
It was nine o'clock. Deborah rolled over in bed. She was glad it was
Saturday as she felt like shit. She couldn't remember the last time she drank
so much. She groggily rolled out of bed and headed for the shower, deciding
she'd spend the morning grocery shopping rather than cleaning house. The
water cascading over her nude body felt great. Dressed and out into the hall,
she started to feel human again. Her daughter's door was cracked open a bit
and Deborah moved to check on her.
She bolted away from the door and flattened herself against the wall. The
vision seared into her brain. There on her daughter's bed was Salim, fucking
her daughter's up raised behind. She could feel her pulse race. Her skin
flushed; her breath coming in quick, shallow gulps. She was rooted in the
hallway and couldn't move away from the doorway. She couldn't leave the house
now, knowing her daughter and boy friend were fucking like minks but she
should have !
Deborah moved slowly to the doorway and peeked in again. Her daughter was
up on her knees, her face buried in the pillow. Salim's slim, brown body was
behind her, driving his manhood in and out of her at a very slow pace.
The room was almost silent and then her daughter raised her head and
pleaded with him. "Oooh ! Salim...Come on, honey...Fuck me faster...I want
to cum, baby." Salim kept up his slow pumping behind her.
Two views competed for Deborah's attention. A direct view of Salim's
brown back and buttocks, his testicles dangling between his thighs, as he
fucked her daughter and a view through the mirror on the closet door. That
view showed her daughter's large breasts squashed into the mattress, her face
contorted with lust, pleading with her lover and also Salim's hard cock
sliding in and out between her daughter's butt cheeks.
God ! His cock looked so long. Deborah could see it glistened with her
daughter's cunt butter. She couldn't take her eyes off them...Her daughter's
butt and her boy friend's cock, sliding in and out of her. Her nipples were
starting to harden and she could feel the humidity rise between her legs.
It had been a long, long time since Deborah had been laid and watching her
daughter enjoy the animal-like coupling was turning her on. Her hand started
to move to the crotch of her shorts and then she noticed Salim was staring
back at her through the mirror. She jerked away from the doorway and back
against the wall.
Salim was extremely excited. He'd been holding back for a long while now,
just feeding Stella enough cock to keep her at the edge of the abyss. He
loved hearing them beg for it and usually made women ask for it several times
before fucking them senseless, giving them the release they desired. Stella
Johnstone loved to beg for it, often using the nastiest language he'd ever
heard from an American. She was one of the hottest ladies he'd ever fucked.
Well, she didn't start that way...Was almost innocent when they first met.
While not a natural blonde, he didn't care. Her insatiable hunger for sex
more than made up for it. She was so blatant in her effort to get his cock
between her legs, bleaching her hair, shaving her cunt...And when he asked her
to suck his cock the first time, went right to her knees and almost ripped his
jeans apart in her eagerness to get his cock in her mouth.
He spread her compact ass apart and just gazed at her anus, surrounded by
lots of curly dark hairs, winking every time he filled her with cock. She was
still softly begging. His thumb crept down the crack of her ass and wormed
it's way into her butt hole. A low moan came from the pillow. He buried his
cock deep in her belly and held it there while his thumb rotated around inside
her anus. He could feel it clenching on his digit and was considering
drilling his cock into her asshole to feel her clenching anus bring him off.
He glanced into the mirror, he loved to watch them. Especially, if he had two
or three over, watch them roll around with each other and then do them one at
a time while the others watched. Salim also liked to be watched, loved to put
on a performance.
Salim froze...There, in the doorway, was Stella's mother. Her hand moving
down toward her crotch. She jumped away from the door. He stared into the
mirror while slowing drawing his slimy prick out of Stella's cunt. He was
almost positive the mother would peek around the door again...And when she did
he was going to drive her daughter out of her mind. He still had his cock out
of her and Stella was pushing her butt back against him to capture it again.
He slid it up and down the crack of her ass. His foreskin pulling down so
that his pointed cock head was totally exposed then crawling back up and
covering it again.
Stella's mom was a hot looking lady. Salim wouldn't mind fucking her a
time or two while he was here, even though she wasn't a blonde. He laughed a
little and then caught sight of Deborah's face again as she peered around the
doorway.
"Stella...Honey...Want it in your butt ?"
"Oooh ! Salim...Come on...In the cunt...In the ass...I just want to
cum...Fuck me, stud !" She was begging again and it turned Salim on almost as
much as knowing her mother was watching them and hearing them. He laughed and
noticed Deborah had moved away from the doorway again.
Salim told her to reach back and spread her butt apart. When she
complied, he guided his throbbing cock to her asshole and sunk about half of
it into her. Stella's head jerked up off the pillow, she screamed a little
and Salim drove the rest of his shaft into her.
"Aaagh ! Ooooh ! Salimmmmm...Fuck me ! Fuuucck my asssssssss..." Her
wail dribbled off into nothing as Salim, beyond lust, drove his cock in and
out of her asshole like a pile driver. She started cuming in about thirty
strokes and Salim was quick to fill her clenching asshole with spurt after
spurt of sticky jizzim. When he pulled his shrinking cock out of her anus he
could see his semen escaping from her twitching asshole, rolling down her
shaved labia.
Deborah was shaking in the hall way. Her daughter was getting her ass
fucked and she loved it. Her hands were between her legs, rubbing and
massaging her aching cunt. She knew she was going to cum and soon. Her
orgasm welled up in the pit of her stomach and exploded into her groin, her
legs shaking, her back arching as she slid down the wall and settled on her
haunches against the wall.
Salim's cock was dangling down on his testicles when he finally climbed
off the bed and made his way to the Stella's head. His cock was covered with
semen and glistened in the morning light. He grabbed Stella's blonde hair and
guided her mouth to his dripping pecker. She gobbled him up.
***** CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX *****
"Ooooh ! Yeaaaaa ! Fuck me...Timmy...Aaaaagh ! Shit ! I'mmm cummming !
Faster...Faster...Ooooh ! Fuuuuck !" Brenda's legs were wrapped around Timmy
Haggerty's waist and ass as she held on for dear life. Timmy had been fucking
her for going on twenty minutes. She knew he'd cum as she could feel his
spunk dribbling down between the cheeks of her ass. Nobody had ever made her
cum like this. Her legs were shaking as they fought to hold on to Timmy's
middle. His cock felt so good, pounding in and out of her, and every time his
pubic bone slammed against her mound, it flattened her clitoris and that drove
her crazy. She'd been cumming non-stop for what seemed like hours. Like I
said earlier; the dope, Timmy gets, is fucking fantastic !
Brenda vaguely remembered smoking some reefer with him before he offered
her a ride home. She'd been hanging out at a friend's house; the girl was
waiting for some guy to drop by a little smoke. The guy turned out to be
Timmy. She had no idea it would be him. Before he arrived, her friend told
her that this guy was just about the best guy in the sack that she'd ever
had...Lasted for hours and gave great head. The absolute greatest ! She met
him at a party...Smoked a little of his dope and then had the greatest urge to
fuck his brains out...Very glad she followed her urge. She's not the only
one, either. The guy is fucking half the senior class...Well, not really,
just...Her friend rattled off a half dozen names. They were all very popular
girls.
Her friend continued, "You know Debbie Hightower broke up with Jackson
Reynolds to fuck around with this guy and after three dates, the guy dumps
her. Jennifer Tally too...She broke up with that college guy she was dating
to go out with this guy...Same thing...He drops her like a hot potato after
fucking her three nights in a row." Her friend went on and on.
Timmy lit a big bowl of dope and they started smoking. She'd really never
thought of Timmy as a sexual being. He was just a good friend...Safe...Polite
and never tried to take advantage of her. She threw that all away to date
that asshole quarterback. She'd dated since then but never let anyone do a
thing. She was embarrassed she'd been so free with her virginity but there
was no going back now ! She could hardly wait to see her best friend, Stella,
she wanted to tell her all about it...And she could hardly wait to meet Salim.
She didn't believe a word Stella told her about his dick...But Timmy ? Her
friend had to have the story wrong but then the bowl came around again and she
took another drag. The three of them got very stoned and then Timmy asked her
if she needed a ride home.
They were in her bedroom. She was close to naked...Just her panties on
and Timmy was pulling his jeans off. His cock was hard, up against his belly.
His eyes were padlocked on her breasts. She rolled on to her back and arched
it so her tits poked up in the air. They weren't that big...About a hand
full, with nice small, pink areolae...Nipples about the size of a pea. The
quarter back had never made her feel this horny. Timmy was up on the bed and
now had his tongue buried in her belly button. She could feel him pulling her
panties down. She lifted her hips and then his mouth was in her whispy,
blonde pubic hair. His tongue found her slit and she had her legs spread as
far as she could get them. He was licking her and she was close to having an
orgasm.
Her back contracted, her legs shook and then she was screaming for him to
lick her. It made him wild. He was licking up and down her crack and it was
so slippery. Her hands were in his hair, pulling him up on top of her. His
cock was in her...All the way. He felt huge...Much bigger than the
quarterback. He was pumping like a wild man and she was cuming and cuming.
She could hear herself screaming...Incoherent...Saying things she never
thought she'd say. She could feel his cock injecting another load of semen
into her belly. Her vagina hemorrhaged jizzim.
Timmy was on his back. He could hardly catch his breath. He'd pumped
three loads into Brenda's tight pussy. She had moaned and groaned like some
of the real slutty girls he'd fucked in the last three weeks. Jesus ! Three
weeks...Fifteen different girls. He hadn't been lying to Dale when he told
him he no longer used the pink pills...Sure, he'd tried them a couple of times
but no shit ! The word really did get around and he'd never forget the party
when this senior walks up to him and says, "I hear you've got things that are
better than the dope you sell ?" It wasn't a question and as he draped his
arm around her, was sure she'd be sucking and fucking him all night. Since
then it was all by himself. He'd never used the pink pills again and when he
counted the times he used them...Let me see...Five...No, four. He was proud
of that and wondered if Dale was still using them ?
Dale was busy fending off Joanie and Jody. Well...Joanie wasn't much of a
problem...She had a harem of young guys, falling all over each other to win
her favors. Joanie told him that Jody was no slouch in the young man
department but on the other hand; every time he saw her she was hot for his
cock. She called him the morning after the rape, after extracting the phone
number from Joanie. She insisted they have dinner the following night and
wouldn't take "no" for an answer. Dale was not a happy camper.
While it turned him on to no end...What he did to her...She was ten years
his senior and Joanie was older than that. Dale didn't want to be with just
one woman, he wanted to play the field...And younger woman. A sugar daddy.
He laughed...Fat chance. Even though he ended up bringing Jody back to the
yacht, fucking her brains out and spending the night with her as she didn't
leave until after breakfast the next morning...He wanted a younger
woman...With a firmer body, who loved to fuck just like Joanie and Jody. He
couldn't get that blonde headed surfer girl out his mind. God Damn ! Was she
hot ! But Joanie and especially Jody were available. He didn't know of any
surfer girls who were hot to go out with a forty year old surfer, regardless
of how good he was twenty some years ago.
After several nights spent fucking and sucking with Jody, he resigned
himself to the fact that younger women were just out of his reach. They
started playing fantasy games as Jody still got turned on, thinking about the
night he broke into the house. Dale spent a lot of time perusing costume
shops, renting uniforms and costumes - plumber, delivery man, etc. He never
considered using the pink pills again and was still embarrassed he used them
at all...That first time, with Joanie. Jody was insatiable every time he saw
her and he was thinking he'd never find another woman...Like her ? He
supposed he could do worse.
Their planned trip to Las Vegas depressed him. Oh ! He was glad to be
going...He loved to gamble...But ?! His only vision...was...of them, as an
over the hill couple just wandering the casinos...Part of the geritol crowd.
When Jody told him that she not only liked to gamble and drink but that 'Vegas
was just about the best place in the world to pick up a one-night-stand...Dale
began to look at Jody in a different light.
They left on a Thursday night, gambled until dawn, fucked until
mid-morning, had a wonderful buffet and napped until eight at night. Dale
wanted to do some serious gambling so he left Jody with her slot machines. He
had no problem finding a serious game and was playing five card stud with
three other players in a very posh, semi-private room at the Mirage. Two
other guys and a woman. The woman was dressed impeccably and very good
looking, about his age. She could also play cards. He kept catching the
other two guys sneaking peaks at her. He laughed to himself and concentrated
on his cards. The woman and Dale won most of the hands and Dale acquired a
sizable pile of chips in front of him.
It was coming on midnight when in walks this middle-aged, hippie looking
guy...Jesus ! He looked like an indian...Dark tan, almost a leather color
with long, shoulder length, scraggly hair - gray as shit, wearing a raggedy
pair of bell-bottoms with a madras shirt that had definitely seen better days.
He was sporting a pair of colored granny glasses pushed up on his forehead and
Dale was positive the guy was stoned out of his mind. The guy's eyes roamed
around the room, settling on each of the male players and then he winked at
the bar waitress. Dale cracked up. The young thing winked back. There was a
twinkle in his eye when he put his hand on the woman's shoulder and whispered
something in her ear.
She smiled and said, almost out loud. "A few more hands, ok ?"
The hippie guy just nodded and looked right into Dale's eyes. He winked
at him and Dale finally looked away. The guy left the room but Dale got a
glimpse of him standing outside the room when the game broke up about one.
Dale almost didn't recognize him. Same tan, same gray hair but now it was in
a well cared for pony tail. He was wearing a pair of tan slacks with a blue
shirt and a jacket, no less. He'd traded the granny glasses for a pair of
aviator shades. He had his arm around a young lady and was holding another's
hand.
Dale was busy cashing out and didn't notice the woman until she put a hand
on his shoulder. "My husband and I are planning on having a few drinks with
some friends. You game ?" She was smiling and showing a lot of teeth. "Oh !
Sorry, I'm Carol Tamarack...My husband was the fool who bothered us a while
back...Mister Hippie." She laughed.
***** CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN *****
Carol led Dale through The Mirage to a small bar, well away from the
casino. On the way he mentioned that he was here with a lady friend. Carol
said, "Cool...Figured as much." They found her husband with his arm around
each of the young ladies in a booth, well away from the entrance. Dale moved
to go get Jody but Carol stopped him and asked her name. She made a call on
her cell phone and told him, "She'll be right here...in a few minutes...They
just found her."
"Your daughters are beautiful...I mean...Very good looking." He was a
little embarrassed. Jesus ! They were darling. Young skinny things with
small breasts, pushing against their tops. Fuck ! What was he thinking ?
And right here in front of the parents. Jody was going to get fucked good
tonight. He laughed...It was morning.
He kept laughing and only stopped when the woman told him, "We don't have
any daughters...My husband has a lot of young friends." Dale froze and just
stared at the man with his arm around the two young ladies. They couldn't be
more than seventeen, maybe eighteen. Shit ! They might be younger. He was
shitty at guessing anyone's age.
Jody put her arm in his and abruptly ended his staring. Carol Tamarack
was thanking the security officer who escorted Jody to the bar. The three of
them arranged themselves in the booth. A round of drinks came and the guy was
talking about going up to their cabin for the sunrise. Dale wondered what
they'd do until the sunrise with four women and two men. He was imagining
fucking the guy's wife. She was hot looking...Let him keep the teeny boopers.
But...Shit ! What he wouldn't give to fuck one of them.
The guy was standing up and Dale was sure he had a hardon. He reached
across the table and held out his hand. "I'm Willy Tamarack...You want to go
with me and the ladies can meet us there later ?"
Dale stumbled through introducing himself and then rose to follow Willy
and the young girls as they wandered through the casino. Carol looked over at
Jody..."You want to join them ?"
"Looks like the odds aren't very good. Maybe we could...?" She just
looked over at Carol. Carol was smiling and dialing a number.
"You're right...Those young things will probably wipe out those two old
men...Hey ! Jackson...You busy ?" Carol talked for about three minutes.
After the introduction Jody couldn't hear anything other than jibberish.
Carol laughed and then told the guy..."Yea ! We'll be there." To Jody she
said, "Come on...Let's go."
Willy was unlocking a gray van with local plates. Dale was wondering how
the sitting was going to go as there was nothing in the back but, what looked
like, a sling for a surf board and a mattress.
"You surf ?" Dale asked.
The guy just nodded and then asked him if he wanted to sit in the front or
in the back with the girls. Dale said he'd take the front and off the four of
them went. They weren't out of the parking lot when the smell of marijuana
filled the van and one of the girls held a joint out to him.
"Hope you don't mind ?" The guy said as he reached for it and took a huge
drag. Dale waited his turn. "You retired military ?"
Dale was hitting on the joint and freaked out. Jesus ! The guy was
probably DEA or something. The guy was laughing. So were the young ladies in
the back. One of them was climbing into the front as they got on the freeway.
"Why don't you get in the back with Theresa ? Oh ! This is Belinda."
The girl said, "Hi !" and took the joint from him. Dale struggled into
the back and fell right into Theresa's lap. She started laughing and so did
the two in the front.
"Where'd you serve in 'Nam ?" And now they were talking about the war.
Dale hardly noticed the young lady had her hand on his thigh. The girl in the
front seat had disappeared and Dale imagined she was blowing the driver. You
couldn't tell by his driving and soon they were climbing into the mountains.
It was darker than hell up here and Dale wondered how the guy found the turn
off. He hardly saw the cabin when they stopped.
The first thing he noticed when he entered the cabin was the surfing
mural. He walked over to it and looked closer. Appeared to be Launada Bay.
Good size, too.
The guy came over and stood by him. "You want to get in the hot tub ?"
Dale looked away from the mural and saw the two young ladies taking off their
clothes out on the decking. He could see their bodies in the light from the
hot tub and then they were in it. He wandered out and slowly worked on his
slacks as one of the girls helped Willy off with his. The guy's cock jerked
out of his fly, hard as fuck. No where near Dale's size and Dale started
getting hard. He wished he had a pill. They were back in the hotel room.
The other girl waded over and pulled his slacks off. He was stepping out
of them when he noticed the girl, with Willy, was sucking his cock. Dale's
dick was growing in leaps and bounds. He couldn't even remember the girl's
names but by then was a long way from caring.
The one in front of him was very skinny with small tennis ball size tits.
Her areolae and nipples were the same size. She was almost all nipple and
Dale reached down to play with her tits. She had a small patch of pubic hair
at the juncture of her thighs and Dale could hardly wait to eat her. He
pushed her away from him and joined her in the hot tub. She backed across the
pool of water as he got in. His cock was bobbing in front of him and the
young thing was smiling at him.
He was kissing her, filling his hands with her small ass cheeks. His cock
grinding against her stomach and her tongue was half way down his throat. He
dropped to his knees and she wasted no time sitting on the edge. Her legs
came open and her cunt was covered with a surprising amount of brown pubic
hair. He pushed some out of the way and started to lick her thin cunt lips.
She opened like a flower and now he was really working on her slick meat. Her
hands were in his hair and he was devouring her. His tongue pumping in and
out of her wet cunt. She was almost whimpering and Dale's cock was like a
crow bar.
He heard the other young lady squeal and looked over toward the sound.
The young girl was standing, bent over at the waist with the guy behind her.
He was thrusting slowly in and out of her. Her tits were smaller than the one
he was with but her areolae were much larger, her nipples like a small grapes
in the center. Dale could hear their bodies slap together and got to his
feet.
The young girl, he was with, pulled his dick right to her snatch and he
was in her, pumping like crazy. He wished he'd brought a pill. Her cunt was
very tight and warm. He was thrusting all the way into her and damn near
pulling all the way out before filling her again. He knew he wouldn't last
long. His balls were tight and his cock was just about there. The first
spurt was a gusher and he could immediately feel his semen leak out around the
dick he had buried in her. She was starting to cum and could feel her insides
milk the rest of his load into her cunt. Her head thrown back, mouth open and
nostrils flared...Her brown hair plastered to her forehead.
Dale waded back across the hot tub and sat. Willy stepped over to the
girl he just fucked and coaxed her to her knees on the decking. The guy was
off fucking her like a maniac. His cock never go soft and now he was
alternating between the two of them. Dale was stroking and came over to get a
turn. The two older men fucked the young girls until the sunup.
Dale groaned as he rolled over and right into one of the young ladies. He
jerked awake and sat up. The two young things were fast asleep. It was very
light out as Dale rummaged around the room looking for his clothes. The other
guy was no where to be seen. Dale finally found his clothes down by the hot
tub and dressed on the deck. It had to be early afternoon as the shadows were
getting longer. He found the door and walked down the steps.
The room he entered was brightly lit with what appeared to be large street
light lamps, hung from the ceiling in a rather unconventional manner. He knew
he could have done a better job. Below the lights was a sea of green. Dale
had no doubt in his mind that he'd walked into a major growing operation. He
bet this was the stuff he smoked last night...Better than anything Timmy ever
sold him.
Out of the bushes came Willy. "Oh ! Was wondering when you were going to
get up ?" He laughed a soft laugh. "Like it ?"
Dale was speechless. The guy continued. "I was the same way when I first
walked into mine, too." God ! That seemed so long ago... "Anyway, got a
present for you and your friend. It's up stairs on the counter. I had a
fucking "A" great time last night. Thanks for coming. Quite a sunrise wasn't
it ?!" The guy was chuckling as he walked up the stairs.
The last thing the guy said before he dropped him off at the hotel was,
"Hope you're not planning on going through customs with that..." He laughed
as he drove away.
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Frederick T.
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"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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