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This is a work of actual and fictional events FOR ADULTS ONLY.
Distribution without this header or for a fee is prohibited. If
you archive please allow me access. Your comments are welcome -
jimkeigel@hotmail.com.
These stories are about real life sexual activity. The names have been
changed, but the events are usually based on actual events. Our
hero is L.C., a man who lives for sex and possesses great sexual
prowess, but otherwise is essentially unremarkable. He lives in a town
in the U.S.A. on the border with Mexico. L.C. works a regular job,
drives an average car and has a thick 6&1/2 inch penis. Other regular
characters include Ed, a stud as long as he keeps his baseball cap on,
who's into telemarketing, sports and gets plenty of action with his 8
inch crotch monster. And Hank, the man that invented machismo, who
drives a gypsy cab, listens to oldies and is always in a good mood
and telling those wild and wacky stories. The girls come and
go, and cum some more. Eventually the goal is to start a web site and
have a collection of stories there and maybe a few pictures.
JUNE 10, 1998
L.C. was tired of waiting. It had been a whole week, a week filled with
the mundane duties of work and home life, nothing out of the ordinary.
But tonight was finally here and he was overflowing with anticipation.
He finished up some loose ends at the office after everybody left at
5:00 PM, then turned on the NBA finals. Bulls vs Jazz. The game was
close and he would glance at the TV while waiting for the next naked
girl to come up on the PC screen. He had tried to get ahold of Ed to
call him a prick for dogging him all week, and to catch up on the
latest. The phone rang about 8:30 and out of the blue Ed was downstairs
at a pay phone, broke as usual, but ready to party.
They cruised around for half an hour, drinking a couple of beers out of
the cooler and blazing away. They talked about all the babes that
worked with Ed, and how they were all hitting on him like women tend to
do these days. Whatever happened to when the girls waited for you to
make the first move? Shit, the weekend before Ed got "picked up" after
work by this hot black chick, who went through the motions of making him
buy her dinner, then took him home and fucked his brains out the rest of
the night. He had called L.C. from her place to let him know he
wouldn't be coming over to watch the game, saying she'd kick his ass if
he tried to leave right then. He gave her the phone to say Hi to L.C.
and he asked her if she was gonna kick Ed's ass. She said "I'm a lover
not a fighter" in that breathless voice that meant she was getting boned
as they spoke... that FUCKIN' Ed.
The last couple of times they had taken Ed's car but he didn't bring it
this time, so they went looking for Hank. The game was on the radio and
was tied with only a few minutes left when they got to the lot where
Hank waits. He was in a rowdy mood, was glad to see them, and had
money on the Jazz. They watched the end of the game on the TV in the
attendant's shack, whooping it up as the Bulls missed their last second
shot in overtime, giving the Jazz the win. L.C. calmed Hank down as
they got into his car, not knowing why he was so "buzzed".
"Are you OK to drive, man?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"You're kinda hyper, are you sure?"
"I'm alright, just blowing off a little steam." Hank reassured him.
"OK, but calm down a little, remember we're going across." L.C. said
getting into the passengers side and passing out more beer...
"You're right, you're right" Hank agreed as he lowered his voice and put
the beat-up gypsy cab in gear. "It's just been a while since I've seen
my buddy Ed" he said as they continued their testosterone enhanced fake
sparring, all the while being careful not to spill any beer.
It was a nice night, not too hot or windy. Just right for getting laid,
at least as far as L.C. was concerned. He relaxed when Hank's driving
turned out to be just fine.
"I've been to the Silver Bar the last four nights," Hank said as they
approached the checkpoint and were waived through.
"Yeah, how is it?"
"Man, it's full of new girls now. They just got here a few days ago
from Vera Cruz and they're mostly real young and nice and brown from all
that sun and fun on the beach down there. Damn, there's this one
little I'm in love with, she's real dark and tiny, and she looks like
she's about sixteen but I know she's gotta be older than that."
"Really?" they both responded. "Sounds great, lets go!"
They cruised by a few spots where they knew the local streetwalkers, but
didn't see any they knew or wanted. After just a few minutes they
arrived at the Silver Bar, parked right in front, and said Hi to the
doorman who recognized them as he ushered them in. Regulars.
As soon as L.C. walked in he felt like he'd died and gone to heaven.
The place was full of ANGELS!!! Every stool at the bar had one sitting
on it and so did most of the couches and chairs. Beautiful young girls
nicely dressed, about 20 of them, and only two other guys in the whole
place! Everywhere he looked a pretty face looked back at him. He
looked to the left, babes, to the right, more babes, babes at the pool
table, there was even one dancing on the stage. UN-FUCKING- BELIEVABLE.
They just stood inside the door for a while trying to decide where to
sit, and must have looked like three deer caught in the headlights.
Shortly, a couple of barstools opened up and they sat down and ordered
drinks. L.C. did not see any of his usual girls tonight, which was a
relief given all the new possibilities. He tried to get a good look at
each one before he made up his mind, a process that took several minutes
and involved quite a bit of getting up and walking around a nearby pole,
taking a peek, getting the scoop from Hank, etc. Ed had forgotten his
glasses and was just kicking back, enjoying the atmosphere and watching
L.C. go crazy trying to make up his mind. The variety was huge and the
options were practically endless. L.C.'s head began to hurt, as he went
past excitement, trying to decide. He couldn't remember the last time
he had this much fun...
He told Ed, "I feel like a kid in a toy store who has just been told he
could have whatever he wants." They agreed there were at least 7 or 8
extremely fuckable babes available. In addition to the regular girls
which came in all shades and sizes, the Vera Cruz girls were all about
20 years old, nice and slim, with little make up, small breasts and no
trashy or flashy clothing. Hank's favorite was sitting right behind
him, looking very young, about 5'1", with extraordinary musculature
especially in the stomach, hips, ass and legs. She was about half a
shade short of being black, but with exotic hispanic facial features
that made her absolutely stunning. For a moment L.C. fantasized about
how his snow white dick would look entering that very dark skinned
little girl, but decided to leave her for Hank.
There were three or four more that were wearing short sun dresses and
fuck-me pumps, all with slender long legs and small breasts, long brown
hair, etc. Most were attractive facially, each in their own way. As
L.C. turned his attention from one to the other some would ignore him,
others would look away, one or two returned his gaze. None stood out as
his clear choice. He had been trying to rate one sitting on a couch
across the room that he had noticed because of her pretty smile when he
first walked in. She was wearing a rust-orange sun dress and high heels
and he could tell that her hooters were on the small side, but couldn't
see the rest of her and wasn't sure how pretty her face was. She
continued to chat with another girl as they exchanged glances, and he
noticed she seemed a little more mature than the others. He had been
with some of those young, inexperienced girls before, and had some
difficult times with them resenting him and just lying there waiting for
him to finish. There is an art to choosing the right girl, and L.C.
considered himself a master artist in that regard, but tonight even HE
was being challenged, extremely tempted by the young lovely faces all
around him.
The girl on the couch got up and walked over to the bar a few stools
down and leaned over to talk to the bartender. She was about 5'8" tall,
a lot taller than he thought she was, and a little taller than he
preferred. Her legs were long and shapely, with a slender waist and
nice curvy behind that the dress barely covered as she continued her
conversation. She had that Vera Cruz medium permanent tan going on,
with flowing elbow length brown hair that framed her round face and
large eyes, a slightly wide nose over lusciously full lips and of course
the fabulous smile he had first noticed, those sparkling white teeth in
sharp contrast to her smooth brown skin. He watched her walk back to
her couch and agonizingly made up his mind...He would buy her a drink
and see if she was going to be any fun. She looked to be in a good
mood, smiling so pretty, and did not seem to be so scared or as shy as
the rest of the new, younger girls.
Mama came over, looking pretty good her fine self, somehow knowing that
he had made his choice. They walked over and L.C. sat on one of few
empty couches, soaking in her model-like slim body as she walked over
and joined him, snuggling up to him like she belonged there. He knew
she was flattered that he had picked her over all the others, but she
was every bit as pretty and a good bet to be a lot better lover. He
ordered her a drink, and then she told him her name. Out of all the
angels there he had picked the one named ANGELA. He took it as a sign.
A very good sign.
Angela was delightful. Her smile was always quick to light up her face,
and she was easy to talk to, laughing at his jokes and had no problem
talking about sex, etc. He sat with his arm around her and felt
comfortable touching her leg or face with his other hand as they got to
know one another over the drinks. She was coy about her age, but she
was about 27 and had been in town for less than two weeks. She was warm
and willing and she just felt right to him. She was not bashful about
letting him know she wanted him to take her "to the room", and after
another round of drinks, off they went.
L.C. made her leave the window open as he leisurely got high, watching
the slim girl as she moved around seductively on the bed, enticing him.
He wanted to know how she kept her rear end so slim.
"You really think it is?" she asked.
"Well yeah, let me see it up close." She obediently rolled over on all
fours and gave him a good look as the short sun dress barely covered her
curvy derriere. L.C. offered her some smoke but she wanted nothing to
do with it, waving him back near the window. He was enjoying the
anticipation, and putting the cooperative girl through her paces. She
was a real beauty, close to model quality, and worth taking a little
time to admire.
"You're like a little boy" she told him after he had been playing with
her for a while.
"Thank you." He took that as a real compliment...He put it out in the
sink and joined her on the bed. She was on her side and he held himself
up over her, kissing her cheek and ear. She purred softly, then threw
her hair back to give him access to her neck and shoulder. L.C. worked
his way down, tasting her clean soft skin, gently sucking on her neck as
she softly stroked his face. He found that the sensual touch of her
hand excited him greatly, more than he remembered with any other girl.
After softly rubbing her back for a few minutes, he located the top of
the zipper on the back of her dress and slowly started opening it,
slightly pulling her hair in the process.
"Ouch" Angela pretended to hurt, then giggled playfully.
"Let me kiss it" he said as he laid behind her and began kissing her
partially bare back, working his way up to the back of her neck. He
felt her soft thick hair as he moved it aside to get to the wonderfully
perfumed skin. He began rubbing her bare thigh, working his way along
the side of her dress, cupping her breast through her clothing. She
began moaning softly, her lips slightly apart.
A noise from the street below reminded them the window was still open.
"Close the window" he said releasing her and sitting up, taking off his
shoes and shirt while she did so. He stood up as she returned and they
met at the foot of the bed. He embraced her small waist keeping his
head back so he could look into her face.
"What are you looking at?"
"A very beautiful girl."
"Oh, thank you" she said, a little embarrassed, lying her head on his
huge chest and reaching her arms up to hug his neck and shoulders. L.C.
started with small peck-like kisses on her forehead, then reached up and
used her chin to tilt her head back, giving her his most tender and
passionate kiss on the lips. It lasted more than a minute, mouths
closed but with plenty of head movement. Smaller kisses followed as she
warmed up with the help of his strong hands moving over her back and
buttocks, squeezing and massaging as her breathing increased. As her
dress slid from her shoulders he stepped back to give her room to step
out of it as she held onto his arm for balance. He knew what she would
look like already, slim but not too thin, with super smooth skin and not
a speck of fat, sag or cellulite to be found. Her peach colored little
frilly bra matched her french cut panties, blending well with her tan
color in the soft lighting. L.C. felt that familiar stirring in his
pants but wasn't ready to unleash the beast just yet. He moved in
behind her as she turned and put her dress on the chair, hugging her
from behind as she straightened up in front of the mirror on the wall.
He looked at her as she returned his gaze in the mirror. Her arms
folded on top of his and he pressed his head side by side with hers and
they swayed back and forth to a tune Angela softly hummed. He only
needed one more thing to make the moment complete and he knew exactly
how to get it. He kept his eyes glued on her face, and with his sad
face and his best whiny little boy voice said "Mommy?" The beaming
smile and the sparkle in her eyes was brief, but he would remember it
for a long, long time. She began to laugh, reaching up to pat him on
the head.
"What's wrong, little boy?" she asked, playing along.
"I'm horny" he answered.
"Stupid." She gave him another playful slap for emphasis. L.C. burned
the vision of her incredible smiling face into his memory as he
proceeded to cover her cheek and ear with kisses until she tilted her
head back and kissed him full on the mouth. Her breathing became
heavier as their tongues darted back and forth and she reached up and
pulled his head closer. He worked his way back to her neck and then she
really turned him on by pushing her long luscious hair back to expose
her neck and shoulder, tilting her head and offering her loveliness to
him. He worked his way everywhere he could reach, all the while running
his hands oh so lightly over her exquisite body, enjoying the touch of
those lacy undies. He felt his dick over half mast now, poking her butt
through his pants, straining to get out. Again he kissed her face and
reached between them and unhooked her bra with one hand.
"Ouch" Angela again pretended to hurt. He knew he hadn't pinched very
hard if at all.
"Poor baby" he said. "I guess you don't like any pain at all, do you?"
he asked while reaching down and giving her a very tiny pinch on her
firm little ass.
"No! Nothing." she spun around, fiery eyes glaring up at him.
"Ok, Ok, just relax" he said, stroking her hair and removing her bra
with the other hand. Her tits were small and the nipples pointed
straight forward from the very tip, as they were already somewhat
excited from his fingers brushing and squeezing them. He pulled her to
him, feeling her nipples on his chest as he bent down and kissed her
open mouth, both of them breathing heavy through the nose. He kept
running his hands over her naked back, frequently going lower to palm
her scantily clad butt cheeks. She was getting into it now and reached
up and ran her fingers through his clean soft hair. L.C. became even
more aroused, and started moaning, stopped kissing the girl and just
held her to him as she continued to run her hands from the short hair on
the back of his head to his neck, to his shoulders, to his chest and
then back up. It felt so good, like he was floating, and he never
wanted it to stop.
Eventually he started kissing her again and started working her from
behind through the crotch of her panties. She reached down and felt
his aroused cock through his pants, squeezing gently and let out a sexy
"Mmmmm" that L.C. knew meant she liked what she had found. She
continued working him with two hands, feeling his body stiffen, then
finally went for the button and zipper, pushing his trousers to the
floor and taking a firm grip on the hardness in his shorts. They
continued kissing and working each other manually, both getting totally
turned on, totally hard, totally wet. He bent down and took one of her
pointed jugs in his mouth, firmly sucking on it, flicking his tongue
over the nipple which became even smaller and harder as he worked it.
She went back to running her hands through his hair as he sat on the bed
and made love to her titties with his mouth switching from one to the
other. He was able to get most of one at a time into his mouth, sucking
it in and out, tasting the womanly discharge whenever he increased the
suction. He kept the other nipple hard by rolling and pinching it
between his fingers.
"Oooooooooooooo" Angela cooed as he fully stimulated her boobs and
probed between her legs with his fingers. He slid her panties slowly
over her wonderfully shaped hips as he kissed her perfectly flat
stomach, sneaking a peek at the little strip of light brown pubic hair
she had left like a pointer aimed at her pleasure palace. He felt his
dick harden as he kissed the naked young girl's abdomen, turning her to
the side to get a profile as he fingered her from the front for the
first time, eventually working his kisses around to have a taste of the
lovely butt cheek that was closest to him. She started to come to full
arousal as his fingers found her clit and he began to ring her door
bell, gently rubbing it in a circular motion, then rolling it between
his fingers.
"Aaaaahhhhhh" the little girl squirmed with pleasure as he put one
finger inside her, bringing his mouth back to her front and kissing her
bare thighs a fraction of an inch away from her tiny bush. Then,
keeping his hand and head in position he guided her onto the bed,
allowing her to lay back in the spread eagle position as he inserted a
second finger inside her, looking for that G-spot to stimulate. He
continued to rub her clit with his left thumb, then felt her body go
rigid as his fingers hit home. She grabbed at her breasts and her legs
began pumping open then closed as she built to orgasm.
Oh Oh Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she groaned as her orgasm peaked, washing over
her entire body as the expert finger fucker eased off slightly letting
her relax just enough to allow the most pleasure she had ever known
possible from any hands besides her own. Meanwhile L.C. enjoyed
fingering her tight little pussy, so cute and wet, so nice and tight.
He continued pumping her with one thick finger and with his free hand
dropped his shorts and began stroking his wooden soldier, all the while
kissing her long lean thighs. As she caught her breath he stood up
letting her watch him jack off , her eyes flashing from his cock to his
face, then back down again.
"Use your hands" he told the now fully compliant Angela who slowly
started in on her breasts, still breathing heavily though her open
mouth. He yanked it faster as her hands traveled lower, rubbing her
trim stomach and waist, then brushing over her unhooded clit. L.C. knew
this was one of the best looking girls he ever had the opportunity to
watch as she pleasured herself, and he spent several minutes just
looking as she ran her hands from her tits to her snatch, flashing pink,
pinching nipples, licking lips. He could barely resist burying his face
in between her legs, but he could practically taste her nectar, so faint
but so enticing on his fingers. He felt like he would explode and could
hold off no longer, swiftly moving to the dresser and grabbing, ripping
open, and unrolling a condom onto his swollen stick in one rapid motion.
L.C. knelt on the side of the bed, bringing his rod close to her mouth,
seeing her eyes widen as she realized his intention. The young girl
wasted no time, bringing her lips to the large head of his cock, using
her tongue and lips to apply some moisture in preparation for her
evening snack. He pulled her knees down toward his head, getting into
the 69 position, with him on his side thrusting his meat into her face.
She reclined on one hip and an elbow, gripping his butt, pulling
herself up to engulf his large member. He relaxed as she started
pumping him, giving him a great blow job as he rubbed her love button,
causing her to purr softly, making his nads vibrate as she took him deep
inside her mouth. Angela turned out to be as strong as she was young,
able to keep her face pounding wildly on his hard dick for a good long
time, bringing him close to orgasm several times as he watched her tight
bronze body rhythmically bob up and down so many times, going a little
deeper, practically all the way down, and all the while sucking on it,
driving him wild. His ass and thigh muscles were hard as a rock as he
thrust his hips all the way forward, giving her every inch she could
take. During the entire time he kept one eye on the tiny little slit as
it bounced on the bed not more than a tongue length away...
They were both hot and sweaty and he felt her tire and ease off. The
fan by the bed was inadequate as it was and he hadn't even started
fucking yet! He eased out of her mouth and asked her if she wanted any
vaseline but she declined, knowing how wet and ready she was. Just as
he positioned himself between her legs there came that dreaded knock on
the door.
"Ok" Angela called out. "Come on, cum for me now" she whispered as the
tip of his wand made first contact. She reached down and guided it into
her slick fold. He easily got half way in before reaching any
resistance, then backed off and took it easy, getting the feel of the
new sensation. She was holding her breath as his wide cock stretched
her opening just right. As she suspected he was just the right size and
shape for her, not too long but big enough around to rub her just the
right way, and with the large head that felt SOOO GOOOOOD sliding in and
out of her smooth hot pussy. L.C. knew he had at least another ten
minutes and made up his mind to bang her for every second of it. There
was no need to start too slowly, but he took several long slow strokes,
burying himself completely inside her, leaving it there and gyrating his
hips as she gasped under him.
"You cum for me first, babe" he said as he started the old in and out
action.
"Oh my God" she cried out as she felt his cock slamming into her cunt
with a hard steady beat. She reached down past her thigh and butt,
twisting her body to one side until she finally reached his balls, then
started flicking them with her fingertips with every thrust. As her
muscles stretched she was able to reach further, finally able to grab
onto his sack and gently pull him into her throbbing pussy, filling her
all the way up. L.C. felt his cock harden with the added stimulation of
her hand action which in turn increased his already rapid pace, groaning
with the effort, fucking his ass off. When she couldn't hold them any
more Angela let him go and he used the new freedom to increase the
length of his stroke. This set her off and she started slowly building
to climax again, holding back little squeaks of delight. He sensed her
excitement and knew the time had come, reaching down to wrap her thighs
up in his arms, lifting her ass up with her knees way up by his broad
shoulders. The girl was less flexible than he thought or else she was
hesitant to open up all the way to him, but it made very little
difference as she gradually relaxed into the new position, accepting him
down to the hilt.
Slap, slap, slap - her ass made such a great sound as it smacked
against his hot groin and massive thighs.
"OHHHHHHH!!!!" Angela moaned as the feeling inside her quickly built up
to critical.
"UUUUUGHHHHHHH!!!" L.C. groaned as felt that telltale pressure at the
base of his rock hard dick, swollen to bursting. He let her have it
all!!!!
"CUM" slam, slam, slam.
"RIGHT" slam, slam, slam.
"NOW" slam "NOW" slam "CUM RIGHT NOW" he yelled, pumping wildly,
exploding inside her.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" she squealed, cumming hard, harder than
before. She curled up and grabbed his hips, pulling him into her,
feeling his spurting, jerking penis shooting the wad.
"YES" he gasped, his entire body rigid, pushing it all the way in as he
emptied all his energy into the orgasmic young girl below him, her face
squeezed shut except for the round opening in her lips as she blew super
deep breaths in and out. Sweat poured off her face as his ran down his
face to his neck to his heaving body.
"Oh baby" she panted as another spurt made its way out. They both
finally were able to move again and L.C. started rocking slightly,
giving them both their first feelings of post orgasmic bliss. After a
minute or so he released her legs, but continued to hold his body up
over her, milking every drop into the girl's little twat.
"Was that like a little boy, huh?" he said with his best tough guy
attitude.
Angela giggled, releasing some of the tension, and giving his dick a
nice squeeze. That was one of the great things about having a good
sense of humor, a little bonus if you can make her laugh and fuck at the
same time. With this girl that would never be a problem. Such a
delight!
"Come on, my little one. It's time," she kidded while urging him off of
her. L.C. rolled over and collapsed on the bed, letting the fan air dry
him, catching his breath. They kidded around some more, passing the
paper back and forth, and making a mess with the vaseline on the mirror.
He hated getting dressed, but usually enjoyed watching the girl put it
back on, kinda like a strip tease in reverse. This one was so hot, it
didn't make much difference to him if she wore clothes or not.
They walked together back to the street, and she turned back to close
the door behind them, then playfully came up behind him, putting her
hands on his shoulders pushing/guiding him down the sidewalk back to the
barroom door. He stopped a few yards short.
"Give me a ki..." he said, but she was already in his face as he spoke
the words, giving him her most passionate, come back and see me again,
goodbye kiss. She led him the last few steps to the door, past the
doorman giving him that knowing smile. Her hand slipped away from his
and she disappeared into the smokey room. L.C. made eye contact with
the guys and they came right out.
Ed came up with the usual "How was she?" Then not waiting for an answer
the other usual "Are we gonna get something to eat now?". Well at least
L.C. was not the only little boy around...
They got into Hank's wreck and he made straight for the border while
L.C. grabbed the last beer he had hidden under the seat.
"What's up Hank?" L.C. asked the big guy who still looked kinda pumped
up.
"Man, I'm leaving you guys off and I'm coming back." he said.
Apparently he had been eyeing that dark skinned tiny chick and had made
up his mind to go for it. Shit, he wouldn't even stop for a closer look
at a streetwalker Ed spotted.
"All right" L.C. said, slapping Hank five. He suspected Hank had
something else lined up, but what the fuck, he was ready to head for the
house anyway.
Just for Ed they cruised by an all night restaurant that took checks.
L.C. enjoyed the numb, tingly feeling in his penis as he ate his fries
and told him this story.
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