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@(C) 1997 Frederick T. - Free electronic distribution is enthusiastically
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Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL).
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
Layin' Low and Gettin' High
Part Three
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
***** CHAPTER EIGHT *****
When I woke it was dark. I looked at my watch and found that it was
evening again. Jesus, I'd slept for almost twenty-four hours. I felt weak
when I got out of bed. I couldn't remember ever getting into bed. There was
a small blood stain in the middle of the bed, a dark red, almost black. I
looked at my dick and found that parts of it were blood stained also but what
really freaked me out, was the red and swollen parts of his cock where Dannie
had bit me. Then I remembered being spanked and felt my ass. It was sore.
I showered, fucked off shaving and wandered down to the kitchen. All the
women were there fixing dinner. I was told to go sit down. We would eat in
just a few minutes. Jeremy was already at the table and looked like shit.
His eyes were blood shot and it didn't look like he had slept all night. He
started laughing when he noticed me enter the dinning room. He was stoned as
fuck. Dinner dragged and cleaning up afterward was a real chore. Jeremy led
me up stairs after the kitchen was cleaned and offered me a bong. I begged
off.
When I entered my room Dora and Donnie were on my bed - going 69. I
watched for a bit but then wandered out into the hall. No way ! There was no
way I was going to have sex for a month - at least - Yea ! Right, Willy. I
finally crashed on a couch in the front room and slept until noon the next
day. I ate some lunch and went for a walk. While wandering through the
neighborhood, I decided that it was time to hit the road again. Staying here
had been a kick in the ass but I needed a little time to myself. I wanted to
start a farm and spend a little time contemplating my future. I couldn't do
that here with five horny women and just two guys.
I didn't recognize the car that pulled up next to me. The window came
down a little and a voice called to me. I didn't recognize the voice either
but something made me step off the curb anyway. Lucy was behind the wheel.
"I hear you've been looking for me." I immediately felt the aura of her
presence. I just nodded my head. We stared at each other; neither of us
saying a word. I tried the door it was locked. Lucy made no attempt to open
it for me. I squatted down and looked through the glass. She just shook her
head back and forth. "I don't need your temptation, Willy. My husband means
the world to me." I nodded my head as if I understood. "No. Willy. You
don't understand but I feel I owe you an explanation. Tomorrow night. I'll
meet you at the library. Eight o'clock sharp. We'll have all night but it
will be the last time I will ever see you. No looking for me. No following
me. Understand ?" I nodded. "Until tomorrow, then." Her car pulled away
from the curb and entered the sparse traffic.
The next morning I was up early. I ate a quick breakfast and walked down
to the used car lot where I'd sold the sentra. I spied what I wanted at the
back of the lot. It was a gray VW bus - an early seventies model. I spent a
long time looking it over and even took it for a test drive. It ran ok.
Nothing to write home about. The inside was a wreck but I didn't care. About
an hour later I drove out of the lot.
I drove down to SLC and visited a bunch of the places where Jeremy said he
got the supplies for his farm. When I headed back to Dot's, the back of the
van was full of bags of volcanic and vermiculite medium, boxes of high
intensity discharge lamps, fertilizer and all the other materials I would need
to set up my farm. I was back at Dot's by four but not before I drove up into
the mountains East of Salt Lake and made reservations at a small bed and
breakfast that my wife and I had visited - when ? Jesus ! It must have been
fifteen years ago. How time flies when you're havin' fun !
I was packed and ready to leave in an hour and then went down to dinner.
I found Dot in the kitchen and told her I was leaving. She was disappointed
but something in the way I looked must have told her it was no use arguing
with me. She just asked when ? I told her after dinner. Everyone was quiet
during dinner and afterwards the girls helped me clean up and joked and kidded
with me. Jeremy gave me a couple of ounces of his stuff and wished me luck
with my farm. At five minutes to eight I was sitting in the van in the
library parking lot.
I watched as Lucy walked out of the library at exactly eight o'clock and
looked around the parking lot. I fired up the van and drove up to the library
stairs. I gave the horn a light tap and found that it didn't work. I rolled
down the window and called to her. I pushed the door open and called again.
She thoroughly looked about the parking lot before finally moving toward
the open door. "I didn't know you had a van." Lucy said.
"There's a lot you don't know about me. Hop in and let's get the show on
the road. Time's a wasting."
"Where are you taking me ?" Lucy asked as she stood next to the open
door. "I have to pick my husband up at seven o'clock."
"Lucy, I'm a retired officer in the United States Air Force and a
gentleman. I won't take you anyplace you don't want to go."
She was sitting in the van with the door still open when she said. "Maybe
this isn't such a good idea."
I reached across her, accidentally rubbing my arm against her bust, and
slammed the door shut. "It's a great idea. Fasten your seat belt." I let
out the clutch and off we went. We drove in silence for a long time.
We were half way to Salt Lake City when she spoke again. "Where are we
going ?" I told her I knew a little place that would be perfect for what we
had in mind. She asked what we had in mind.
"We're going to make mad, passionate love until our bodies are sore and
then you're going to tell me why you won't run away with me and live happily
ever after." I laughed. She was silent. "Just joking." I said.
We parked in front of the bed and breakfast at about ten. Neither of us
had spoken since my comment about "mad, passionate love." Not a good sign. I
wasn't sure I could behave myself with her in the same room. We walked
through the lobby and up to the room. Once inside I went to the bathroom and
brought out the bottle of wine that I had cooling in a sink full of ice. I
started to uncork it and found her staring out the window. There was still a
lot of snow in the mountains and the view was perfect. I poured two glasses
and walked over to her. I kissed her on the neck and reached around her to
offer her a glass.
We stood by the window and drank the wine, looking at the mountains that
were off to the East. She was wearing a dress that zipped down the back. It
was made of wool or something like that and was very thick. I could hardly
feel her beneath the dress, one of my hands was rubbing her shoulder the other
holding my wine glass.
I kissed her neck again and gave it a little bite. "You gave me quite a
hicky the other night, Lucy." I whispered to her.
She just nodded her head. "I'm sorry. I got carried away." I laughed
and pulled a joint out of my cigarette pack. I stepped away from her, lit the
joint and took a deep drag. I reached around her and offered it. She took a
drag. We shared the joint in silence and when she finished her wine, put her
glass on the night stand. She turned and put her arms up around my shoulders
and gave me a kiss. I kissed back and soon our tongues were dueling.
When the kiss ended I asked her to explain why she couldn't run away with
me. "Not now. I want to fuck you first. I'm going to fuck your brains out,
Willy Tamarack, like you've never been fucked before. I don't even fuck my
husband like I'm going to fuck you tonight, lover."
I leaned over to put my wine glass on the night stand and she pushed me
down on to the bed. The wine glass fell to the floor. I turned onto my back
and looked up at her. She had her hands behind her head, working the zipper
down. I just watched and soon she was stepping out of the dress. She was
wearing a white, lacy bra and matching panties. The cups of the bra hardly
held her large breasts and I could see her dark areola through the lace. Her
luxuriant, dark black bush was nowhere near concealed by the small bikini
panties she was wearing. Pubic hair was escaping from all three sides of her
crotch.
I was getting hard as she reached behind her and unsnapped the bra. She
dropped it on the floor by her dress and the panties soon followed. Her
breasts were almost without sag - like ripe fruit, standing out on her chest.
Her nipples were erect and stood out from her crinkly areola at least half an
inch, if not more. Her bush was a jungle and covered most of the lower half
of her stomach starting a couple of inches below her belly button. I started
to get up and she leaned over and pushed me back down on the bed. She just
stood there and let me look at her marvelous body.
She climbed up on the bed with her knees on either side of my hips and put
her arms on my shoulders. "Would you like to suck them ?" She asked. I
didn't answer; instead I raised my head and captured the right nipple between
my lips. I was soon alternating between her two magnificent tits. She was
grinding her crotch against my sore hardon which was still captured in my
jeans. She started to mash her breasts into my face and tease me with them,
pulling them out of my mouth. She was breathing rapidly through her nose. A
few more minutes of this and I'd be a wild man. I was starting to buck my
groin up into her crotch.
Abruptly she took my arms and raised them above my head. Her body
followed and now she had her legs on my arms and my face was inches from her
bush. She reached down and pulled me by the hair until I could feel her pubic
hair against my cheeks and mouth. I licked her bush and quickly worked my
tongue in between the lips of her vagina. She let go of my hair and scooted
up so that her cunt was smothering me. My tongue wormed it's way inside her
and started working around her cunt. She smelled wonderful, freshly washed,
and was very moist. Soon she was wet and I continued to lap away at her
pussy. So intense was I, that I didn't become aware that she was making quite
a racket as I ate her.
"Ooooh...Yea, lover. Lick me there again. Lick my clit, Willy. Ooooh !
Yeees....riiight there."
I was really giving her a workout and my tongue was getting tired. My
cheeks were covered with her cunt butter as she slid her pussy around all over
my face. Her orgasm didn't surprise me as she was humping my face with her
crotch. Every few moments her thighs would close around my head.
"Oooooh....Goooood...I'mmm cuming. Aaaghhhh ! Yeaaaaaa !" Her orgasm
lasted for a considerable time but it may have been the dope. She finally
rolled off me and curled up into a ball on the end of the bed. My face was
sopping wet. I could still taste her on my lips. My hardon had subsided very
little and I quickly pulled my jeans down. My boner bounced out of my
underwear when I pulled them down my legs. I looked down at her as I
struggled to get my shoes off. She was staring at my cock and then started to
crawl toward it. Before I had my shoes off, it was in her mouth and she was
sucking it like crazy. Her mouth was warm and wet - her lips so soft as they
slid up and down my pole. Her tongue painted my entire shaft and then started
sucking me off again. My hands were in her hair and I was feeding her every
inch I had. My pants were still around my legs but I was thrusting in and out
of her mouth and then it was on me.
I threw my head back and screamed out. "Ooooh ! Jesus...Suck me, Lucy.
I'mmmm gona cuuuum." The initial blast made my knees weak. I dropped my
hands to her shoulders to support myself. Her mouth was like a vacuum,
sucking everything I could pump into her. Here comes another spurt. I was
shaking. I couldn't control myself and kept pumping as my knees shook. I
fell to the bed but she kept her mouth attached to my dick, sucking the life
out of me.
She dropped to the floor on her knees and yanked my jeans off. Her lips
started the journey at my knees and worked their way up my thighs. She
ordered me to take my shirt off and I tried to comply as her mouth passed my
cock and wormed her tongue into my belly button. She was grinding her tits
against my spent dick. I kept struggling with my shirt. Finally I was as
naked as she was. I pulled her off me and rolled her to her back.
I started at her mouth and traced her lips with my tongue. I took a long
time as I needed the rest. Her lips, her neck, her ears, under her arms and I
finally reached her breasts. Her nipples were partially erect and I worked on
them until they were hard pebbles of flesh in my mouth. I bit them. I sucked
them. I licked them. She was breathing hard when I left them and headed for
her cunt. I paused for a few moments at her navel but could hardly wait to
reach the forest of hair that grew between her legs.
I spread her vagina apart and licked and sucked every bit of skin I could
get my tongue on. Her clitoris was very large, like a slug, nestled in the
folds of her vagina. I attacked it from every angle and sucked and nibbled on
it until she started to scream. At the time, I had two fingers pumping in and
out of her wet cunt and I kept them pumping as I sucked her clit into my mouth
and teased it with my tongue. Her hips were bucking up off the bed and I was
having a hard time keeping my face plastered to her crotch.
Her screaming and moaning and groaning were enough to start getting me
hard again. I kept clenching my ass to try to pump more blood to my penis.
It was getting there but was still a ways from being any use. I wanted to
feel that warm mouth of her's sucking my cock again. Just a few moments ago
she had sucked me dry in an incredibly short time. God ! She could suck
cock. I got to my feet and reached for her. She was already starting to sit
up. I grabbed her long, dark hair and guided her face to my groin. She
gobbled my dick right up and began nibbling and sucking and licking. My hips
were pumping; my cock getting harder by the second. I hardly felt the
soreness that I did the first time she blew me.
I was hard enough to get in her and forced her down on the bed. I raised
her legs to my shoulders and fell forward on top of her. Her hands came down
and guided me into her. She was like a volcano and immediately started
squirming below me as I forced my cock as far into her as I could. I started
to pump my cock in and out of her. Her arms were up around my shoulders. She
was pulling my face to her's and now we were kissing. I started fucking her
faster. I felt no urgency to blow my load. Her arms worked their way down my
body until she was grasping my ass. I was really giving it to her now. I was
up on my arms now. Slap, slap, slap, slap. Her tits were giggling around on
her chest, her nipples erect on her large dark areola. Her hands dropped
below me and now she was teasing my scrotum with her fingers. I was starting
to get there.
Lucy was juicy. I couldn't believe how wet she was but then I had eaten
her for what seemed like an hour. When she started scratching behind my
balls, I lost it and my seamen exploded into her womb. She kept humping me
well after I had stopped cuming and very soon my cock slipped from her vagina
and hung between the cheeks of her ass. I rolled off of her - totally spent.
***** CHAPTER NINE *****
"That was nice." She said. I was still panting. One draw back to
screwing around with younger people was that they very rarely got as tired as
I did. I was wiped out. Lucy rolled over to me and started nibbling on my
nipples.
"I think I died and went to heaven." I said.
She laughed. "The only place we'll go is hell, Willy. A thousand Hail
Mary's won't keep us out of the devil's workshop after the last hour or so."
"Then marry me, Lucy."
"I'm already married, Willy. How many times do I have to tell you that ?"
"I'm a slow learner."
She slid off of me and perched up on her elbows. I had a hard time
keeping my eyes off of her breasts as they hung down to the bed. She told me
to look in her face as she talked. I told her she wasn't talking and then she
started telling me why she couldn't leave her husband. It was a long story.
Four years ago an oriental gang had set up shop close to their
neighborhood. The oriental gang was into drug sales and other nefarious
activities. At first there were no problems. The two ethnic groups
co-existed but as usually happens when young people walk around carrying guns
- - somebody shot somebody and now everyone had to prove their manhood by being
as macho as they could be.
Her boy friend was several years older than her. He was the head of the
Latino gang that dominated their neighborhood. Lucy was spending the night
with him at his apartment. They were in bed making love when the door burst
open. Several orientals entered the apartment and were soon surrounding the
bed. As her lover started to get out of bed they shot him, about twenty
times. There was blood all over the place. All over the bed, all over the
walls and all over her. The orientals told her to get dressed and spirited
her away to another part of town.
When they arrived at a rundown apartment complex, Lucy was sure that she
was going to be raped and killed. She was scared out of her mind with fear.
They locked her in a closet after tying her up, gagging her and blindfolding
her. She spent three days in the closet. No food - no bathroom - no water -
no nothing. On the third day they let her out and told her she had five
minutes to clean herself up in the bathroom. She was delirious and could
hardly walk.
It took her more like half an hour to clean herself. Her clothes were a
mess, soiled with her urine and excrement. She asked for something to wear
and they laughed and told her to come out of the bathroom naked. She refused
but they forced the door open and dragged her out into the front room. There
were five of them. She tried to cover herself but after a few minutes, felt
it was futile. They stared and talked in a language she didn't understand.
The leader asked her if she was hungry. She was and told him so. He told her
to get to her knees and she could eat his dick. She refused and within
seconds was back in the closet. He told her through the door that when she
was hungry enough to suck his cock, she could eat. She could hear them all
laughing and then there was silence.
Well, Lucy spent another three days in the closet. By then her hunger
pains were driving her crazy. She pounded on the door for what seemed like an
hour and was finally let out. They made her clean up her mess in the closet
and wash herself again. She was dizzy even though they had allowed her a jug
of water in the closet for the last three days. The leader came into the room
as she exited the bathroom. He walked up close to her and asked her if she
was hungry. She just nodded her head and then he pushed her to her knees.
She could see his hardness through his jeans and he soon had his cock pointing
at her mouth. She sucked him. He came very quickly and then was replace by
one of his lieutenants. She blew all five of them and then ate like a pig.
She spent the night in the closet but the next evening was trotted out to
service another five.
And so it went - night after night. She'd get one meal a day and then
suck or fuck whoever wanted to get sucked or fucked. This went on for a
couple of weeks. They never really miss treated her. Some of them got a
little rough, fucking her but then she was just glad to be alive - and after a
while they tired of her. Some nights she'd have to fuck only two or three.
Then her rescue. Word had gotten around the barrio that the woman of
their dead leader was servicing the whole oriental gang. It wasn't hard for
them to figure out where she was being kept. One of the elders of the gang -
her present husband - came up with an idea on how to get her away from the
oriental gang. He disguised himself as a cleaning guy, snuck into the
apartment complex, busted through the door with an automatic pistol and blew
three of the gang members away. The guy who was fucking her at the time broke
for the window but didn't quite make it as her future husband blew him out
into the street.
Lucy was treated royally when she returned to the neighborhood. No
questions were asked and nothing was ever said about her time away. Her
rescuer escorted her to several parties to celebrate her return - one thing
led to another and soon they were married. Lucy told Willy that he was still
a quite sexually active man and pleases her in every way. He has a good job,
is respected in the community and truly loves her. She couldn't possibly
leave him regardless of what Willy said he could offer her.
I laid back, looked at the ceiling and thought about what I could offer
Lucy. After a short time, I came up with just about zero. I was an aging
stoner with cancer, without work, who just wandered about seeking pleasure -
was stoned most of the time and if it wasn't for my retirement and the drug
deal money, I would be destitute. Although I didn't think about it much, I
had no intention of changing any of that - in fact, was in the process of
making it easier for me to lead the life of an aimless wanderer - an aimless
pleasure seeker - just giving and taking pleasure where ever I could find it
and neither giving nor asking anything in return. I wasn't pleased with my
self evaluation but at this point in my life, didn't think I wanted to change
it much. I just wanted to be left alone, to go my own way. But a companion
would make it that much better.
Lucy shook my shoulder. I looked into her eyes and then leaned over and
kissed her. She ended up on top of me and soon I could feel my penis start to
fill with blood. She could feel it too as she started to grind her stomach
against it. She reached between us and guided me into her as she got to her
knees astride me. I twisted her nipples between my fingers as she rode me.
There was no urgency to either of our movements. She was just rocking on me -
I was hardly thrusting in and out of her. Her breasts bounced on her chest.
They were beautiful and reminded me of Connie's - oh ! - so many years ago.
Her cunt was warm and wet and I slid in and out of her easily. I pulled her
down and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. She moaned and then started
to ride me with more urgency. I reached for her ass and wormed a finger into
her anus.
She threw her head back and increased her tempo. I just watched her ride
me. Her cunt got tighter when I'd stuck my finger in her ass. She was really
moving on me now and I could tell that she was close to having an orgasm. I
started bucking up into her and with my free hand pulled her down on to me -
really thrusting in and out of her cunt. I could feel the squishiness of our
previous coupling. I wormed another finger into her ass and she screamed out
her orgasm.
"Ooooh ! Fuck me, Willy.....Faster...Faster, lover. Ugggh ! I'mmmm
cuuuming ! I'mmm cuuming ! Oooh ! God...Sooo...Gooood !"
She finally came to rest on top of me. We were both covered with sweat.
I whispered sweet nothings to her. She giggled. I laughed. I was still hard
and would thrust up into her every few seconds. I rolled her off of me and
told her to get to her knees. She was still giggling and finally presented me
with her behind. I knee walked to her and filled her in one thrust. She
started cuming again. It was like I was starting over again. She felt so
good. I reamed a finger into her asshole and watched as she bucked back
against my cock and finger.
I never did cum again but I fucked Lucy until she told me to stop. She
said she was starting to get sore. I laughed and she rolled away from me. I
lunged for her and we rolled around on the bed, both of us laughing. We
finished the rest of the wine and smoked a little more dope. I told her
stories about flying and surfing. Before we knew it, my wrist watch alarm
went off. It was 0400. We showered together and soon were on the road back
to the library in Ogden.
Very little was said on the way back to Ogden. It was still very dark out
and the freeway was just starting to fill with commuters. When I pulled up in
front of the library, the parking lot was empty except for Lucy's car. She
got out of the van and stood by the door.
I leaned over and whispered, "Had a great time, Lucy. Sure I can't talk
you into going with me ? - Just joking." I laughed softly. Lucy started
laughing with me as I closed the door to the van and then without looking
back, drove out of the parking lot.
***** EPILOGUE *****
If Wayne Montana was a surfer, he'd be stoked. His trip to Atlanta hit
pay dirt. While Tom's apartment yielded nothing; the manager told him that an
older gentleman left about the same time and still hadn't returned. The guy
lived right next door to Tom. Wayne got the manager to let him in. Not much
to go on other than a key to a locker at the bus station. The locker turned
out to be chocked full of marijuana - close to eight pounds. Wayne got the
guy's name from the manager - Willy Tamarack. Things were heating up now. He
put out an APB for Willy Tamarack. He'd have that son of a bitch in no time.
The APB turned out to be worthless - no wants - no warrants but he did
find out there was a Retired Major William B. Tamarack, U.S.A.F. living in
Henderson, Nevada. Shit, Wayne didn't even know where Henderson, Nevada was.
He sent the air force a request for Tamarack's records. Then just yesterday,
after a month of waiting, he was sure he found the car that Tamarack used to
escape with. It had taken two weeks to plot all the flights he had taken on
dead Tom's credit cards. The trail ended in Kansas City and on the day the
trail ended, a used sentra was bought for cash. All he had to do is wait for
the Sentra registration to turn up and he was on the trail again.
An hour later, Wayne had his bubble burst. His supervisor told him that
it wasn't worth the time and money to go after this Willy Tamarack. The guy
was small potatoes. They had other, more important cases. As Wayne walked
back to his office he said, "Fuck it !" He was going to try and track the car
down anyway. Maybe he'd even drop by Henderson and pay Mr. Tamarack a visit
when he traveled to San Francisco in a couple of months ?
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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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