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Subject: "Shack, Lead !" - Chapter 4B
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@(C) 1997 Frederick T. - Free electronic distribution is enthusiastically
hoped for. If for profit, please make a contribution to the National
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.
An Adventure of Military Madness
"Shack, Lead !"
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
*** PROLONG ***
This is a military story. No, it is not a war story. It is the story of
the men and women who fought past battles. It is also the story of the men
and women who will be asked to fight future battles and while the shame caused
by the "Tailhook" scandal still haunts the proud history of this nation's
warriors, let us not forget where we would be without them. Most of the
characters portrayed here are military personnel or their spouses and
children. All of them are warriors to some extent and give up a little of
their everyday freedom in order for you to get your full share. Violent death
does not distinguish between the barbarian or the native savage conquering new
territory, the medieval knight fighting for the word of God, or the
politically correct warrior among us and for some war never ends.
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***** CHAPTER FOUR - PART TWO *****
Gary had been following the car load of wives for a half an hour and
several stops now. Finally he saw the redhead get out of the car. He waited
for the wives car to exit the parking lot and then glided up to the door of
the Lester's apartment. Amy was startled when Gary called her name. She
hadn't heard his car pull up behind her. When she realized who it was, she
leaned down and looked at him through the car window.
"Ready to go dancing ?" Wildman asked.....
Captain Knob soon had a fire going and served Mrs. Short a hot rum punch.
Vicky was thinking that he was not as drunk as she thought he was. She was
about half finished with her drink and almost disappointed that he had not
made a pass at her. What was she thinking. She was a married woman, a
squadron commander's wife and here she was with a captain in the squadron - in
his house, having a drink with him - just because he made a reference to oral
sex while they were dancing together. Their conversation was light and going
nowhere. Vicky decided it was time to leave and asked the captain if she
could use his bathroom.
While relieving herself she decide to take off her girdle and panty hose,
after all she was on her way home, wasn't she ? She put the girdle and panty
hose in her purse and ran a comb through her thick, dark hair before leaving
the bathroom and heading for the front room. Knob met her in the front room,
a young boy's smile plastered on his face. Before she realized it, he was
kissing her. Her mouth opened to accept his tongue, his arms wrapped
themselves around her. She was immediately short of breath and came to the
realization that this is what she wanted - to get back at her husband and the
air force. This is what she needed. She'd do anything to get this young man
between her legs using his active tongue on the raw flesh of her vagina. She
wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. His hands came up her
sides and measured her breasts. She could feel the blood rush to her nipples
and then his fingers were massaging her breasts, pinching and rolling her hard
nipples through her dress and bra.
She was lost in the pleasure of his kissing, her lust building by the
moment, when she realized that they were in his bedroom. The back of her legs
were against the bed and she abruptly sat down. Knob had taken off his mess
dress jacket and was moving to his knees. His hands were on her thighs under
her dress. She kicked off her heels and pulled her skirt up her legs. Knob's
hands followed and then she felt his mouth on the inside of her thighs,
painting her skin with his saliva. The tingling in her lower belly had
disappeared, replaced by a throbbing at the very center of her being. She
knew her pussy was getting wet. Knob pushed her skirt up over her hips and
now she was naked below the waist. Her dark, hairy gash was visible to him.
His hands were on her ass cheeks, massaging them as his mouth made it's way to
her twat.
Vicky reached down and coaxed his mouth closer to her pussy. Her hands
pulled on his short hair. "Come on, Knob, eat me." She croaked. Knob's
mouth and tongue made slow but steady progress towards her wet slit. She
could smell herself. She was on fire and then he was in her pubic hair,
searching for her wet cunt. She was screaming out her orgasm just as his
tongue made contact with her juicy pussy. "Aaahhhhh ! Yes, right there.
Yeessss. Lick me. Oh ! Shit, I'm cuming !" Her hips were out of control,
pumping up to meet Knob's face. His tongue was busy in between the lips of
her vagina. She could hear wet sounds as he slurped at her cunt. She was
cuming again. His tongue was teasing her clitoris and now she could feel his
lips capture her clit and suck on it. She came again. She was spent and
breathless when Knob got to his feet.
When she opened her eyes, Knob was naked. His cock was flaccid, hanging
down on his balls. He still had that smile plastered to his face and she
could see the sheen of her love juices covering his cheeks and lips. She
allowed him to strip her, pulling the dress off over her head. She felt his
lips on her nipples as she struggled to get her bra off. One of his hands was
between her legs. He had two maybe three fingers in her cunt and was starting
to pump them in and out of her slick pussy. The entire room was filled with
the smell of hot, wet cunt. She was going to cum again, her hips bouncing up
and down on the mattress. Knob was on his stomach between her spread legs.
She was thrashing around on the bed, her legs wrapped around his shoulders and
head. His tongue was fucking in and out of her slit. God, she wasn't sure
she could take anymore of this. This was so much better than those times with
her college roommate. Here she cums, again. Loud, long and noisy; filling
the room with her screams of pleasure.
Knob had pushed her legs up over his head and was beginning to work his
tongue down the valley between her ass cheeks. He was alternating his tongue
between her plump, hairy pussy lips and her lightly haired asshole. Jesus, he
was pushing his tongue into her asshole. His fingers were pumping in and out
of her cunt, his tongue in and out of her anus. Shit, she was cuming again.
Knob's face was glued to her crotch. She had to get him out of her crotch.
She pulled his hair and he slowly moved up over her until his cock and balls
were dangling above her face. He sat on her chest and pulled her face to his
crotch. Vicky had her mouth on his cock and balls and before she realized it,
her lips were caressing the head of his dick.
Knob was too drunk to get to get a hardon. Oh ! It would get a little
harder and bigger but he knew there was no way he was going to fuck her -
tonight. Her mouth had now captured most of his semi-hard cock and he started
pumping it in and out of her mouth. Vicky had never had a man's dick in her
mouth. She was glad he wasn't hard; she was afraid she would choke. But it
was exciting, feeling his cock in her mouth. One of his hands was back in
between her legs fingering her swollen pussy. She sucked harder as he pumped
his limp meat in and out of her mouth. Knob got off of her chest and moved to
a 69 position above her and his mouth was on her cunt again. Her sucking
increased it's tempo and it seemed that his dick got a slight bit firmer.
They were on their sides now. Both of their hips humping their crotches into
each other's faces. Without a word of warning Knob shot a weak load of seamen
into Vicky's mouth. At first she thought it was just her saliva so she
swallowed. But then realized that he was climaxing and pumping his seed into
her mouth.....
Meanwhile Gary had driven Mrs. Amy James Lester to his cabin in the Ogden
valley. A light snow was still falling. Amy was sitting on the couch as Gary
lit a fire and got her a drink. She wondered if this evening was going to
involve more than dancing and drinks. Greg was the only man she had ever been
with and the thought of another man bedding her was terribly exciting. She
wondered if it was the stories she had heard about "Wildman" that excited
her ? Greg had told her several stories about Major Gary Cahill. Even the
wives said that Gary was a real "ladies" man but she realized that these
stories were usually blown way out of proportion and often had little truth
attached to them.
She had never had the pleasure of drinking exotic drinks and what
"Wildman" handed her certainly tasted exotic. He called it a ginseng cocktail
and he was drinking one himself. They were soon dancing, not like they had
been at the club but much closer. Her arms were soon up around his neck and
his hands had began caressing the small of her back. Amy was wearing a light
cocktail dress that was far too thin for the weather but she had worn a heavy
coat with it and hadn't been cold at all. Now she was definitely getting hot.
Gary's hands had dropped to the top of the swell of her fanny and she could
feel his hands begin to caress the cheeks of her ass. Although she had never
been to bed with anyone other than her husband she had necked with quite a few
guys during high school and college and every one of them had always began by
feeling her breasts. She had the feeling that this was going to be different.
She could feel his warm hands kneading her fanny and the flutters in her
stomach increased. Greg hardly ever got her this excited and "Wildman" had
hardly touched her. He was now kissing her neck, his tongue licking her
lightly. It must be the fact that the dress she was wearing was so thin or
maybe the fact that she was wearing just a sheer pair of panties and a garter
with stockings. His hands now were possessively cupping the cheeks of her
fanny. His crotch was grinding into her stomach. She imagined she could feel
the hardness of his penis. Maybe she wasn't imagining it at all ? His tongue
was now in her ear and she was burning up - it must be the fire or maybe the
ginseng.
Gary moved Amy to the couch and she sat down abruptly when her legs backed
into the cushions. He dropped to his knees before her and kissed her for the
first time on the lips. His tongue was active, licking her lips and teeth.
Her mouth opened and accepted his tongue. She realized his hands were now
working their way up under her dress and her hips squirmed around on the
couch. He had reached the flesh above her stockings and his hands felt so
warm. Her dress had ridden up over her hips and now his head was in her lap,
his mouth and tongue searching out her bare thighs. Amy had no idea what to
do. No one had every put their mouth down there. Her husband had only
touched her there to get her wet so he could stick his penis into her and then
only occasionally. Most of the time he just rubbed and poked his dick around
her vagina until it popped in.
Gary's mouth was now moving toward the crotch of her panties. His tongue
felt like a wet snake, moving about her thighs and over the crotch of her
panties. Amy couldn't decide whether to try to stop him - or what ? Her hips
were still moving about on the cushion. She knew she was very turned on,
maybe more turned on than she had ever been. The tingling she felt turned
into a jolt of electricity when Gary pulled the crotch of her panties aside
and started to lick at her pubic hair. She tensed up and let out a low
scream. Gary asked her if it felt good and all she could do was nod her head.
She didn't have a lot of hair down there. While her pubic "V" was a thick
thatch of bright red pubic hair; her vagina lips were very lightly covered.
Gary's head never left her crotch and soon his tongue was licking the lips of
her vagina. That was all it took. She came in one long scream of ecstasy,
her hips pushing back against Gary's mouth and face.
Wildman's hands were cupping her ass cheeks, his face and mouth buried in
her muff. He held her tight and continued to tease and lick her vagina lips
and clitoris. She came again. This time not quite so loud. She was tossing
her head back and forth against the back of the couch. She had never had an
orgasm like this even when she played with herself, which was very rare.
Ladies did not often masturbate. Gary's cunnilingus stopped abruptly. Amy
was in heaven. She didn't want this to stop and reached out to pull Gary's
head back into her crotch but Gary was up on his feet pulling off his pants.
She could hear the medals on his mess dress jacket clink against each other.
She opened her eyes and watched him drop his boxer shorts. She almost
laughed seeing him standing there, naked from the waist down with his long
socks on. It was then that she noticed his penis. My God ! It was huge. It
appeared twice as long as her husband's and was much thicker. It was standing
straight up, poking out from his shirt and jacket. Gary had one hand wrapped
around it and was stroking it slowly. He slowly got to his knees between her
spread legs. For lack of anything else to do she started to pull her panties
off but Gary stopped her. He pulled her hips to the edge of the couch and
began to rub the head of his cock against the material at the crotch of her
panties. He pulled her legs up over his shoulders and pulled the crotch of
her panties aside and rubbed the head right into her wet vagina.
He rubbed his cock up and down her slit. Pausing every few seconds to
poke the head of his cock into her cunt. She could immediately feel the lips
of her vagina stretch to accommodate the girth of his member. She would never
be able to take the whole thing. That she was sure of. She remembered the
night that Greg, her husband, took her virginity. One, two maybe three pushes
and he was all the way in her, pumping like crazy. If Gary did that he'd
split her in two. He kept rubbing his dick up and down between her vagina
lips and poking a little more cock into her with each attempt. She felt
wetter than she had ever been. The pole of his cock was now making inroads
into her vagina. He was touching places that had never been touched before.
Wildman had maybe four or five inches in her before he started to pump his
hips. Once he started though he wasn't going to quit. Amy didn't want him to
at that point. She felt fuller than she had ever felt. The pole of his meat
was pushing itself into her stomach. He was doing it so much slower than her
husband. Gary's hands were now holding her legs against his chest. She could
feel the medals against the back of her thighs through her hose. His tempo
had increased and he was now leaning forward on his arms which were on either
side of her hips. Jesus, she was full of cock. Her arms were around his neck
and he was kissing her mouth. He was fucking the hell out of her. Slap,
slap, slap; she could hear their bodies coming together. Abruptly he stopped
fucking her.
His hands reached under her and cupped her fanny. He told her to hold on
tight and in one movement he was on his feet with her impaled on his cock. He
slowly made his way to the bedroom. As he walked she could feel the bone of
his manhood slip further into the center of her being. She couldn't believe
that she had the entire thing in her. She wiggled her hips as he walked. He
laughed loudly and she continued. Gary told her that he was going to fuck her
like she had never been fucked before. Now it was her turn to laugh, "You
already have, Wildman, you already have." Two hours ago she would have been
repulsed by his using the word "fuck." She had often told her husband not to
use the word but now it felt natural. That's what they were doing - fucking
and she had never been fucked like this. She liked it and couldn't wait for
them to get on the bed.
Gary lowered her to the bed and stepped back, beginning to strip off his
jacket and shirt. He told her to strip and she began to lift the dress over
her head. She had unsnapped her bra and tossed it aside when she looked up
and saw him naked. His cock now covered with her juices and still as hard as
she had ever seen a cock - and so big. She was eager to get it back in
between her legs. She reached for her panties and Gary told her to leave them
on. He was up on the bed and lifting her legs up about his shoulders again.
He liked the feel of her hose against her skin. He instructed her to pull the
crotch of her panties aside and she couldn't do it fast enough. She reached
for his penis and guided it to her hungry cunt. One thrust and he was buried
in her. It took her breath away and he was fucking her - fucking the shit out
of her. She could feel her slick vagina lips grasping his meat as it slid in
and out of her. Oh ! Here she cums. Her head rolling from side to side on
the mattress. "Yes ! Yeesssss, faster darling. I'mmmm cuming. Ahhhhhhh !
Yeaaaaa ! Aughhhh !" Her orgasm continued for what seemed like minutes, his
cock pounding in and out of her tight cunt. Gushy sounds were coming from
where there bodies were attached. She could smell their sex. The room was
full of the sounds and smells of sex.
Gary was going to fill her with cum. He didn't care about anything at the
moment. This woman had him so hot. Such a small thing and taking his cock
like a pro. God ! He couldn't hold back and began to pump load after load of
slick jizzim into her stomach. They could immediately feel the slickness
cover their crotches. His seamen was escaping from around his cock which was
buried in her vagina, soaking their pubic hair and her panties. He kept
fucking her. He was screaming "fuck" over and over. Amy was also screaming
fuck and it made her orgasm that much better. She felt so nasty. Her arms
were locked around his neck, her legs up over his shoulders. The gooey
feeling in between her legs, so warm and wet. Finally, he slowly came to rest
above her. He allowed her legs to slide down his sides until they rested of
the mattress. Both of them were panting. The sounds of their rasping filled
the bedroom. Gary finally rolled off of her and tried to catch his breath.
"Was that great or what ?"
She hardly heard him. Gary rolled back to her and began to kiss her. His
hand coming up to cup her small breasts, pinching her nipples. His mouth
traveled down and captured a nipple. Almost immediately she felt the flutters
begin again. She wondered if he could get it up again. Her husband often had
problems getting another hardon after fucking her. One of his hands was in
between her legs again, exploring the folds of her vagina. She could feel one
of his fingers sliding into her. She spread her legs wider to make it easier
for him and now she could feel his manhood growing against her side. She
wanted to touch it but didn't know quite what to do. Gary's mouth was still
teasing her nipples - one then the other - back and forth. Her nipples were
swollen and erect. She didn't have much up stairs but he was treating them
like they were the biggest he had ever had, licking and sucking her tits like
she had never had them licked and sucked.
Her hips had started to wiggle around on the bed when he got up off of the
mattress and held out his hand, "Let's shower." It was more of a command than
a request but by them it didn't matter. She would have followed him to hell
to get more of what he had just given her. She stripped off her garter, hose
and panties and followed him into the bathroom. The shower was a small affair
and they could hardly move about inside it without touching each other. Gary
had her soaped up in no time and pressed the bar of soap into her hands. His
hands were busy rubbing a lather in her pubic hair and between her legs. She
started with his chest but soon became fixated on his growing cock. Her hands
captured it and began to lather his pubic hair and pole. He guided her hands
and she quickly learned to slide both hands up and down his cock. He leaned
back against the shower wall and watched her hands pump his growing dick. The
head of his dick poked out of the top of her hands on every stroke. He turned
to wash the soap off of his dick and then kissed her long and hard. His hands
were squeezing her fanny and she could feel the hardness of his cock pressed
between them.
Gary leaned back against the wall and she reached for his now very hard
cock. He stopped her and gently forced her to her knees. His cock was
pointing to the ceiling and his balls dangled below. She was looking right at
them. His hands pulled her face toward them and her lips touched the base of
his cock. God ! He wants me to use my mouth on him. Jesus, I've hardly
touched my own husband's penis with my hands and now I've got my mouth on
another man's cock. I can feel his pubic hair tickling my nose. Gary told
her to lick his cock and she did. Long swipes of her tongue, like she was
licking a popsicle. She looked up and Gary had thrown his head back against
the wall of the shower. She must be doing it right, she thought. He told her
to open her mouth and she did. The head of his penis was so smooth and hard
yet so soft too. She was afraid of choking and pressed her hands against his
hips so that her couldn't force more of his cock into her mouth.
Gary was in Nirvana. He was sure that this young thing had never had a
cock in her mouth and he was going to give her, her first taste of seamen;
maybe not this time but definitely before she left. His hips had started to
pump his cock in and out of her mouth, his hands wrapped in her hair. He
looked down and loved seeing her eyes closed and her lips stretching to
accommodate his cock. If he watched this much longer he fill her mouth with
cum right now ! But he wanted some more of her incredibly tight cunt. He
couldn't remember being in a tighter cunt, maybe some of the Filipino women he
had bedded in the P.I. but it would probably be a toss up.
He reached down and lifted her up under her arms and turned her toward the
shower wall. She had a real nice ass - white as snow with a lot of freckles
on her upper back and a real slim waist. It seemed like he could put his
hands around her waist and touch his fingers and thumbs together. "Bend over
a bit, Amy." Again, more a command than a request. She complied and looked
back toward him. Really she was looking at his hardon. He wasted no time
guiding it between her legs and pressing the head of his cock to the entrance
of her vagina. She was still wet with the cum he had pumped into her earlier
and he didn't hesitate at all - just pulled her onto his dick by the hips.
She let out a muffled scream as he began to fuck her. The slapping sounds of
their bodies coming together filled the shower stall.
The ginseng had done it's magic. He felt like he could fuck her all
night. He was really pumping it to her; her arms up on the shower wall; her
head buried in her arms. He watched his dick disappear and reappear from
between the cheeks of her ass. He spread her ass cheeks and watched the
rosebud of her almost hairless anus pucker as he pounded his dick in and out
of her. God ! I wonder how tight her asshole would be ? He was no where
near cuming when she started to have her first orgasm. She began pushing her
ass back against his cock so he leaned back against the wall and let her fuck
him for a while. He told her to play with his balls and one of her hands
reached between their legs and began to tickle and tease his scrotum.
Finally he could hold out no longer, grabbed her hips and began to fuck
the hell out of her. Her screams were almost continuous now. He was yelling
fuck and shit and cock and cunt and soon she was filling the shower stall with
expletives also. His sperm erupted into her cunt and once again gushed out
into his pubic hair. He came to rest against her, breathing heavily into her
damp hair. He could hear her rasping for breath. She turned her head toward
him and asked, "Can we rest for a while ?" His loud booming laugh filled the
shower stall.....
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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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