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Copyright (C) 1999, Spangles Muldoon.  ALL Rights Reserved

   This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit, or on another
website without the written permission of the author.  The author may be
contacted by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com or mrdouble@ix.netcom.com.

   Original posting date: Saturday AM, January 23, 1999

   A Resident Author story from MrDouble's archive, Filename: connie.txt
http://www.mrdouble.com





   Connie Archa

   by Spangles Muldoon

   spanglesmuldoon@yahoo.com

   The usual disclaimers apply.  If you are too young to read this, don't
read it.  If you live someplace where reading this is illegal, I strongly
suggest that you move.  Quickly.  Do not try this at home.  If you do try
this at home, don't blame me for what happens.  After all, I told you not
to.  This story is most likely a figment of my overworked, somewhat warped,
imagination.  On the ohter hand, it might be based on actual events.  In
any event, I'll never tell.  I'll just let you decide.  It contains actions
that are immoral, illegal, unsafe, and downright rude.  Enjoy.



   Lackland.  The mere mention of the word strikes up unpleasant memories
to anyone who is or has been in the U.S.  Air Force.  Like everyone who has
been there, I was more than happy to leave.  My assignment was Sheppard AFB
for Technical Training.  Sheppard is in Wichita Falls, Texas, about a two
hour drive from my home town.

   It was my second weekend in Wichita Falls.  My first weekend there I had
gone home, all night on a Greyhound.  I bought a car while I was home and
brought it back with me.  I had transportation, which most of the guys
didn't have.  Problem was that I had absolutely no money left.  I found a
copy of Cracked Magazine, a poor imitation of Mad, and was in my room
reading it.  There was a pen pal section in there, so I decided to drop a
line to one of the girls listed there.  The one I picked was Connie Archa.
The reason I picked her was because she was in Vernon, which was not all
that far from Wichita Falls.  I couldn't tell you today what I wrote to
her, because I really don't remember, but what ever it was worked, because
she responded.  We wrote each other a couple of times a week for the next
two or three weeks.

   It was almost a month before I had enough money to make a trip to
Vernon. I arranged to meet Connie where she worked, a little hamburger
place on West Wilbarger Street.  Although I had seen her picture, I was
withholding judgment on her until I met her.  She seemed nice enough, and
her picture was okay, but I wasn't ready to make a decision on what next.
She had my picture as well, and I'm sure she was in the same predicament. I
had made no plans for us other than to meet her, that way if it didn't
work, I wouldn't be stuck with her.

   We seemed to click pretty good when I met her.  Surprisingly, she looked
just like her picture.  We spent a couple of hours in a booth in the back
of the place where she worked, drinking cokes and talking.  We hit it off
surprisingly well.  I knew that I really needed to get going back toward
Wichita Falls, as it was a fairly long drive, and I had to be up early in
the morning.  We were both getting tired of just sitting there, so I
suggested that we go for a ride, so she could show me the town.  Vernon is
not that big of a place, so the tour didn't take long.

   We talked all the while, and while I am not sure how it came about, we
spent some time cruising the drag in Vernon, and talking to her friends,
and before long it was almost dark.  She suggested that we go to the drive
in, which I knew was not a real good idea.  It was almost nine already, and
I had about a three hour drive back the Wichita Falls.  It would be almost
midnight when the movie was over, which would put me in Wichita Falls about
three AM if I was lucky.  I had to be up at five.  Still, I had a feeling
about this, so I agreed to it.  Especially since it was her suggestion to
go.

   To this day, I couldn't tell you what the movie was.  The first part of
the movie we spent talking.  Things began to progress a bit, and soon we
were cuddling in the front seat, which, of course led to kissing and
feeling.  I soon had my hand under her shirt massaging her tits through her
bra, and even getting my hand inside her bra cup.  Her tits were nice
sized, more than a palmful, yet not really on the big side.  I had felt a
few tits in my day, and hers were as nice as any.  Firm, without a trace of
sag, despite their size.  I was having something of a dilemna, though.  I
hadn't seen her tits yet, and was working entirely by feel, but I couldn't
find her nipples.  I knew that nipples were a particulalry sensitive spot
on a woman, and that massaging them gently would serve to get her hot, but
I couldn't find them.

   As it worked out, it was only a little later when I learned about
inverted nipples.  It was only then that I figured out why I hadn't been
able to find Connie's nipples.  Nonetheless, the work I was doing on her
tits seemed to be working.

   The car had bucket seats and a console, so I suggested that we move to
the back seat.  Connie agreed and climbed over into the back.  I followed
and immediately put my arm around her and kissed her when I got there.  She
kissed me back.  Soon,we were kissing hard.  I put my tongue in her mouth
and she responded by entwining her tongue with mine.  We necked heavily for
a while, and then I cupped one of her tits in my hand again.  She didn't
try to stop me, so I started to go further.

   I planned to screw Connie.  I had fucked a few girls and knew how to get
them to "put out." Some of them protested and said no, but after some
effort, persuasion, and some physical force if neccesary, I usually screwed
them anyway.  One way or another, I planned to screw Connie, whether she
wanted to screw or not.

   I continued to French kiss Connie while I slowly unbuttoned her blouse.
As I completed undoing the last button and pushed her blouse open, she
attempted to pull my hand away and close her blouse.  I pushed her hand
away and ran my hand around her bare back and unsnapped her bra.  As I
pushed the bra up and exposed her tits, I pulled her around and pushed her
back in the seat.  I broke the kiss and started sucking one of her tits
while I squeezed the other in my hand.  Her nipples were "innies", but I
did my best.

   Connie was wearing a pair of shorts made of a fabric that was somewhat
stretchy.  I managed to get the shorts unbuttoned, but Connie firmly moved
my hand away when I attempted to put my hand inside her shorts.  I
continued to kiss her and suck her tits.  After a while I tried to put my
hand inside her shorts again.

   This time, I got my fingers far enough to just touch her pussy hair. 
She pulled my hand away again.  I continued to play with her tits and kiss
her.  After a few moments, I again put my hand in her pants, but this time,
I moved quickly and managed to get my fingers over her outer pussy lips. 
She tried to dislodge my hand but I refused to move it, and she gave up
after a brief struggle.

   I continued to work my hand between her closed thighs.  I could feel her
thighs opening a little at a time.  Finally, I managed to get completely
between her thighs and cup her pussy in my hand.  I could feel her thighs
opening as I rhythmically squeezed her pussy.  After a while, I noticed
that Connie's pussy was becoming very wet.  I started moving my middle
finger into the wet spot.  At first, I only put the tip of my finger in. 
As she became wetter and more excited, I pushed the finger further inside
her.  Soon Connie had spread her legs and I was sliding my finger in and
out of her pussy with a rhythm.

   Connie was very excited and was really enjoying my finger going in and
out of her pussy.  It wasn't screwing, but just fun.  She spread her thighs
wider and let let rub her pussy with my hand as I fingered her.  She was so
engrossed in what I was doing to her that she didn't notice that I was
undoing my jeans.  She felt safe, because she still had her shorts on, and
if I started trying to pull her shorts down, she stopped me.

   I had been working on my jeans with my free hand while I used my other
hand to squeeze Connie's pussy and finger-fuck her.  Finally I managed to
push my cut-offs down to the point where my cock was free.  I continued to
finger her and suck her tits for a while and then I started trying to inch
her shorts down a little at a time.  I worked the sides and front down as
far as he could, but the shorts were stuck between her butt and the car
seat.  The shorts wouldn't move any further without her raising her butt up
off of the seat.

   I started kissing and licking my way down her belly until I could just
touch her pussy hair with my lips.  I continued to move my tongue around
her lower belly at the line where her shorts began.  I moved my tongue back
up her torso and kissed her nipples again.  I sucked her tit briefly and
then started down her belly again.  This time, I went further down, pulling
her shorts as I went.  I stretched the fabric of her shorts far enough to
run my tongue into her pussy hair.

   Connie had never experienced what I was doing and she was engrossed in
the sensations.  She hardly noticed at first when I tried to lift her butt
from the seat and pull the waistband of her shorts down until the shorts
were below her butt.  I was still fingering her with one hand.  I continued
to slowly work her shorts down.  I got them down to the point where most of
her pussy hair was exposed.  I couldn't pull her shorts down much farther
with her legs spread the way they were.  I slowly and carefully pushed my
own cut-offs down to my knees with my free hand.  I continued to work them
down until I could push my shorts off with my feet.  I was naked from the
waist down.  My cock was hard and ready.

   I slowly moved up onto the seat and halfway on top of Connie.  I covered
her mouth with mine and put my tongue in her mouth.  She responded and met
my tongue with hers.  I stopped fingering her and ran my hand over her
belly and back down.  As I took her boob in my hand and kneaded it, I used
my leg to pull her legs together.  I released her tit and slowly moved my
hand back down her belly.  This time, when my hand reached her pelvis, I
reached around behind her and gripped the waistband of her shorts tightly.
I pulled downward and Connie's shorts started to move down toward her
knees. She realized that her shorts were coming off, and she grabbed hold
of the waistband in the front.  I tried to push her hand away and pull her
shorts off.

   She held onto the shorts tenaciously and fought to keep me from pulling
them down.  I soon abandoned my effort to pull her shorts off.  I decided
to take the easier route and simply stretched the crotch of her shorts to
the side, exposing her pussy and allowing my cock access to it.  I moved on
top of her and held her in place with the weight of my body on hers.  I put
the tip of my cock against the opening to Connie's pussy as I held the
fabric covering her crotch to the side.  I pushed and my cock started to
enter her.

   Connie yelled at me to let her up.  I ignored her and continued pushing
my hard cock into her.  I spread my knees and forced her to move one of her
legs off the seat and her foot onto the floor of the car.  She continued to
protest and demand that I stop and let her up.  I continued to ignore her.
I pushed her thighs further apart and continued my efforts to get my cock
fully into her.  I pushed my hard cock against her pussy, but not much more
than the head of my dick penetrated her.  She was wet from the fingering,
but she had a very tight pussy.  I began making short strokes and my dick
went further into her pussy with each stroke.  After several short strokes,
I had managed to get my cock about halfway inside her.

   Connie yelled at me to stop, but it was much too late for that.  I had
gone too far to quit now.  I ignored her and pushed my cock deeper into her
pussy.  I got my cock farther inside her with each push.  I think she
realized that this was a foregone conclusion, that she was going to get
fucked, and there was really nothing she could do about it.  Hell, I was
already fucking her.  There was no way I could have stopped at this point.
She closed her eyes and stopped protesting.  She began pushing her pelvis
up against my thrusts, which made me wonder just how real her protests had
been.  Maybe she had just decided to relax and enjoy it, since there was
really nothing more she could do.

   She had a very tight pussy, but she hadn't been a virgin.  Someone had
already screwed her.  I knew that both from the fact that I hadn't felt a
hymen as I pushed into her, but I knew it more from the motions she was
making.  Some motions are natural, but others are a result of training and
practice.  She was using a combination of both.

   I continued to push, my cock getting further inside her with each
thrust. Finally, I gave a solid push.  Connie gasped as my cock went all
the way inside her, buried in her up to the hilt, with my balls against
her. I began to seriously screw her.  I stroked her slowly, with long,
steady thrusts.  Connie had raised her legs up and was pushing her pelvis
up to meet my strokes.

   Connie was really enjoying getting fucked, but she didn't want me to
know it.  "Nice" girls didn't admit that they had ever been fucked, let
alone that they had enjoyed it, and Connie was a "nice" girl.  She didn't
open her eyes or say anything while I was fucking her, but she never
stopped matching my thrusts, either.  I screwed her for about ten minutes
before I came.  I shot long streams of come in her pussy, until I was
completely drained.

   After my cock got soft, I pulled it out of Connie's pussy and dropped
down to the floor of the car.  I told her how good she was and how I wanted
to see her again.  Connie, as many girls do after a guy fucks them,
rationalized that she was in love with me and that I was in love with her.
She told me that she loved me and I mumbled something like "me too." We got
our clothes back together and left the drive in.  I drove her to her house
and she got out.  She told me to call her and I drove away.

   Connie soon realized that I wasn't in love with her and that she wasn't
in love with me.  I met up with Connie again, .....but that's another
story.































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