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Subject: {JimK}"July 23, 1998"( M,F )[1/1]
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Here's another one - at long last! Hope you like it.
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.
JULY 23, 1998
Well, it had been a while but L.C. was again ready for a trip to "Boy's
Town". He had been "house sitting" for the last couple of weeks which
made it easier for him to get laid without going through the whole
routine down south. The sex was good, but nothing to write about. He
had even managed to cum four times in five days . . . not bad for an
old guy. But he'd been saving it up since the weekend and was
definitely ready to run off a batch tonight. Supposedly Ed was going to
go along, but pussed out when the time came.
It was a hot summer night, in more ways than one. He had stayed at work
until about 8:30, then cruised around getting high and drinking a beer
from the cooler he had stocked the night before. He went looking for
Hank only to be told that he had been there last night, and doubtful for
tonight. Probably just as well since he was up for a walk, even with
the heat. It had rained the day before so it was humid, but bearable.
L.C. chugged another beer on the way across, then stopped to talk to
Willy who had his taxi parked on the same street corner as usual. He
was OK to check in with for news on the strip, but was too expensive to
get a ride from. Willy was a little too much into coke anyway,
something L.C. made a point to avoid whenever possible.
He continued up the strip, still not having decided on a final
destination. He was tempted to just duck into one of the bars close-by
so he wouldn't have so far to walk, but didn't feel too comfortable
trying one of them on his own. He was not happy with the last
experience he had at the Green Door and wanted to check in at the Silver
Bar because he hadn't been there in a while and needed to make an
appearance to maintain his "regular" status. The thing was he had never
walked there before because it was kinda far and several blocks off the
relative safety of the strip. But it was early and the streets were
quite full of all kinds of people, so he pressed on without attracting
any attention. He finally arrived at the Red Man bar, which was a block
before the Silver Bar, and had been one of his favorites last year. He
decided to go in since it had been several weeks since he checked it out
last, and wanted to see if there were any good looking girls there.
"Come in, my friend," the doorman he had never seen called out as he
walked up. "Free tequila tonight for you, my friend," he promised.
L.C. stepped inside and took a look around, noticing several half way
decent looking girls scattered around, and absolutely no customers.
None. He decided to have a beer and see if he could drive a bargain.
The best looking girl there was definitely his type, about 5'2" and with
that voluptuous short hispanic body he lusted for constantly. She was
about 20 years old, dark skinned, with shoulder length brown hair, a
pretty nice face, dark eyes and a beautiful smile. His eyes moved over
her graceful shoulders and arms to a bright red top that covered full C
cups, then to her small waist and flat stomach, to her gorgeous and not
too big hips and ass also wearing a bright red, very short miniskirt.
The black platform heels accented her shapely, firm, well-muscled latina
legs.
This girl was hot, and the red clothing was the right color for her,
nicely contrasting with her smooth young skin. She wasted no time
hitting on him, flirting for a minute, then hugging the skinny girl who
had been dancing on the stage when she came off. For a moment L.C.
considered a threesome, but it soon became apparent they were just
goofing around. Then she got on stage and became even more aggressive,
standing five feet away from him and rubbing herself, pretending to
breathe heavily, then turning around and jiggling her ass rapidly. The
girl was really showing off her gorgeous body, trying to seduce him as
quickly as possible. It wasn't her turn on stage and she came back to
his table and started hustling him again.
"Dance more for me," he asked. He had a feeling she was a little too
aggressive but he wanted more of that nasty dancing. She agreed and
went back up on stage for four songs, stripping down to a lacy hot red
bra and hot red thong. She was a wild girl all right, and had great
potential in the bedroom . . . She would vigorously shake those large
boobs, side to side, then up and down. She was spilling over the top of
the bra, and a couple of times pulled her tits out and showed him her
dark ample areolas and pretty nipples just slightly smaller than a
pencil eraser. L.C. pitched a tent in his pants when she started
licking her breast, then heard one of the girls sitting at the bar
behind him.
"Hey, Nasty Girl." She just laughed and put her breast back in the bra,
then turned around and bent over, simulating very rapid copulation,
making her gorgeous ass jiggle violently. This was quickly followed by
pulling her thong out just enough for him to glimpse just a little dark
pubic hair, then began simulated masturbation by rubbing her clit
through the fabric and gasping for air, finishing with a few squeals of
fake orgasm. All the while her tongue flashed and licked her lips, and
a few times she used her hands to hold an imaginary penis to her lips or
her ass.
"Nasty Girl," they called her again. And again she just laughed and
continued her over-aggressive style, not very sexy or erotic, but
effectively turning him on in a . . . well . . . nasty girl way.
L.C. was wavering, turned on by her great body and nasty dancing, but
plenty worried about her aggressiveness. He decided to put her on hold
and walk down to the Silver Bar for a while. After she finished the
last song she came and sat down, putting her clothes back on.
She was calling herself Tabitha. He introduced himself and they made
some small talk while they drank the drinks he ordered. After about
five minutes she was rubbing his leg and working her way toward his half
erect penis. "Want to go to the room?" she asked aggressively, grabbing
his crotch and squeezing. L.C. grabbed her arm and pushed it away, but
she grabbed it right back, working him under the table. There were too
many people around and he pushed her away harder this time. They talked
about it a little, then he told her he was leaving but may come back
later. He watched her chase a few balls around the pool table for a
while, then got up to leave. She caught up to him at the door.
"Lets go to the room," she said. Just a little too aggressive for
L.C.'s taste. Still, she would be a handful that he might want to give
a whirl sometime.
"I have to go. Maybe I'll be back tonight or maybe next week, OK?" He
left her at the door and walked the short block down to the Silver Bar.
The place was still as hoppin' as the last time he was there, with
several young little babes everywhere he looked. He spotted Fawna
immediately when he walked in, sitting at the bar. She had gone back to
wearing the silver sleeveless mini dress that reminded him of Judy
Jetson . . . He blew her a kiss as he walked by and sat down at the bar
a few stools away.
Fawna is as close to a sex goddess that you're gonna find down there.
Her most striking feature has to be her pale white skin, actually white,
on a pure latina girl. Very unique and erotic in a spooky way. In fact
there were a lot of spooky things about her, the way she can switch
personalities in the wink of an eye, the long, curly, jet-black wig that
gives her a vampire-like quality, not to mention how she always ignored
him whenever he walked in, giving him his space. She is about 28, 5'8"
plus the high heels, with a pleasantly round face and large circular
dark eyes, small nose and wide mouth with thin lips colored bright red,
giving even more contrast to her light complexion. Her body, arms and
legs are long, slender and graceful, with the creamy tops of those large
for B cups peeking out through the laces in the front of her dress. Her
mid section and hips have begun to show her age a little, but her nice
round soft butt makes up for it.
L.C. took a few minutes to settle in, looking for girls he knew, or
girls he would like to meet. The selection was really good, mostly
young, and a few exotic types. Fawna didn't leave him alone very long
though, and came over and sat down next to him. They ordered drinks and
fooled around for about half an hour, supposedly setting up a threesome,
but really just checking out some of the other girls. She told him she
had gotten herself a car, and for a while he tried to get her to leave
with him and go to a hotel for the night, but couldn't swing it.
Finally they decided to do the same number as last time, and Fawna
started grinding her hips and ass into his groin, producing the erection
she knew he would get for her. They kissed and teased each other at the
bar until L.C. couldn't take anymore, and they were off.
Once in the room they relaxed a little and she actually helped him smoke
the joint he had brought with him - a first. She removed her dress and
bra, releasing those perfectly pointed, lily white jugs, then pulling
down his pants as he took off his shirt. They finished smoking sitting
next to each other on the bed in their undies, comfortable with each
other. L.C. began kissing her and she hugged her soft cool body tight
against his. He stood up and so did she, then she started rubbing and
kissing his chest, finding his nipples with her mouth. She licked and
sucked his tits for a few minutes as he achieved a full erection,
lightly rubbing her back as he savored each pleasurable moment. They
slipped out of their underwear and he squeezed and fondled her tits
while she massaged his aching bone. Fawna kept trying to put a condom
on him, but he was enjoying the anticipation too much and kept grabbing
it and putting it back on the table.
"How about a little more dancing," he asked as he sat on the bed and
pulled her up in front of him. She complied, massaging his naked dick
with her knees and thighs, then turning around and giving him a
plentiful dose of her wonderful rear end. She was going very hot and
heavy and he was totally hard, and they both reached for the rubber at
the same time. She slipped it onto his bulging prick, then knelt next
to the bed and sucked the head into her mouth as he laid back on the
bed, enjoying the woman's expert cock sucking. She worked him in and
out for a few minutes, and as she neared him to orgasmic level, he
raised up on his elbows and watched his large member as it disappeared
into her mouth, over and over again, her thin lips tightly wrapped
around it. Fawna then put it into overdrive and as their eyes met she
tried to deep throat him, taking him most of the way down until she
gagged and came up choking. He loved the way his hot rod felt as it
squeezed into the back of her mouth, making him groan as it throbbed
from the pressure. She tried to take him all the way a couple of more
times with the same result. L.C. knew what to do.
"Move your butt up here next to me on the bed," he gasped, knowing she
would be able to go farther down with her neck and jaw lined up. She
was being a very good girl tonight and complied immediately. He grabbed
a handful of that beautiful translucent white ass as she again slid her
mouth over his shaft, pumping him voraciously as he again laid back
down. Gradually she worked his full length into her mouth as he
explored her anus, sliding down to fondle her labia, searching for the
clit with the slick moisture from her fantastic pussy. She started to
moan softly as his thick fingers slid into her twat, adding even more
incredible sensation to what was already a first class blowjob.
But she wasn't done yet. The goddess again pressed the end of his hard
dick into the back of her mouth, pushing further as she opened her jaw
all the way, taking a little bit into her throat until she gagged it out
with a gush of air. L.C. loved the feeling of the head of his dick
getting squeezed so hard, making it O so sensitive. He flexed the
monstrous muscles in his ass, thrusting himself up into her hot mouth
again, knowing she would try to swallow him again. His fingers were
still vigorously pumping her juicy cunt. Fawna was not easily
discouraged and took him down to the balls, pressing down until she
gagged again, then again, many more times. He felt the end of his cock
throbbing, ultra sensitized, and practically came right there and then.
But the ride ended as her throat got tired and began to ache and she
moved toward the middle of the bed and laid on her side.
L.C. immediately moved into position on top of her, lowering his mouth
to her beautiful breasts and giving each enough tongue to make them
harden. He sucked a nipple into his mouth as she moaned and pulled his
head to her bosom. He continued to swirl his tongue over her nipple,
working it back and forth in his mouth, and squeezed the other between
his thumb and forefinger. Then he gobbled as much of her tit as he
could into his large mouth, and began working it in and out with plenty
of suction. Fawna trembled as she felt herself becoming fully aroused,
and she pushed his head down for some of the same on her other side. He
made sure not to leave either one unattended as he twisted and pinched
her pointy pink nipples, occasionally nibbling at them with his teeth.
He could tell she was as ready as she could be as he reached down and
pumped his rod in preparation for some of that good pussy. The girl
purred and rolled onto her chest, pushing her rear into the air for a
little doggie style. He knelt on the bed and brought the big gun into
position, sliding it easily past her soft waiting lips and half way into
her quivering box of delight.
"Aaaaugh," he groaned as the warmth of her surrounded his shaft,
plunging it in and out as he worked it deeper into her as she arched her
back, giving him full access. He fell into a slow steady rhythm, taking
it easy at first, as always.
"Mmmmm," she responded, feeling him fill her up with his wide cock. She
reached back and grabbed ahold of his thigh, pulling him deeper,
exciting them both. L.C. began pumping harder and faster, gradually
hitting the stroke and speed that they both found the most pleasurable.
His dick was sooo hard, pulsing and throbbing as he rammed it into her,
making her fiery little pussy tingle as she was nearing orgasm. Then he
remembered why she had offered him her ass first and her reached back
and smacked her ass a good one.
SLAP . . . the sound bounced off the walls as Fawna gasped in surprised
pain. Another SLAP on the other cheek to even things out. He held her
hip with one hand and kept pumping her down to the balls.
SLAP SLAP. SLAP SLAP. Four more shots did it for her and she opened
her mouth and gasped for air.
"OOOOOOOO," the sound came from deep inside her as she felt the sting on
her butt cheeks. "No more" she pleaded, not wanting to cum yet. L.C.
let up as the red hand prints on her butt were also exciting him toward
orgasm as well.
Fawna collapsed forward onto the bed, lying on her stomach so that her
chin and face were off the side of the bed looking down at the floor.
L.C. admired her hour glass figure from above as he reached down and
grabbed two handfuls of gorgeous ass. He massaged them with his strong
hands glimpsing her dark puckered hole when he spread her cheeks, which
excited him greatly. She pushed her hips up giving him a great view of
her womanly treasures, and he immediately knew she was receptive to a
little back door lovin'. L.C. raised his hand to his mouth then
inserted his entire thumb bringing out as much saliva as he could, and
immediately returned to the girls shapely rear and quickly plunged the
entire length into her waiting derriere.
"Aauugh" she gasped as she squirmed and tried to get him to remove his
thumb from her ass, pulling his hand away. He was not deterred, knowing
that she just wanted his dick up there. He spit into the palm of his
hand and lubricated the end of his fuck stick, moving his knees into
position between her thighs, spreading her open. He expertly placed
the head of his dick at the opening of her bum and applied just enough
pressure to pop the swollen aching head through her tight ring.
"MMMMM" she moaned loudly, feeling her butt spread as he pressed
deeper, anticipating the fantastic fucking she knew was only moments
away. He pressed deeper into her ass, leaning over her and using his
hips to swivel and pump his rod most of the way inside of her. Fawna
closed her eyes tightly and continued to moan as he settled into a slow
steady rhythm. After a few minutes she relaxed and he was able to bury
his tool completely, as he increased the speed of his thrusts, pulling
her hips toward him with both hands. They both broke a sweat as he
moved into high gear, slamming his groin against her rump, driving her
wild. She continued to lie on her stomach and her head moved up and
down off the side of the bed as she gasped for air.
"Oooooo" she cooed, pulling his hip to her with her hand.
"Grrrrrrrrr" he growled, enjoying this incredibly great piece of ass.
He could tell she was completely aroused and ready for some fireworks.
While one hand remained on her hip, he reached down under her with his
other hand, being careful not to break stride. Gently but firmly he
began to massage her clit with his finger tips, using the hot juice
which continued to flow from her slit. Gradually he settled into a
circular motion and increased the speed and pressure, driving her to the
edge. It was awkward but he kept it up, and urged her on.
"Cum Baby. NOW!," he demanded, loving the moment.
"Aye, aye, aye, aye" she squealed with the force of the orgasm in her
ass as L.C. continued to pound away. He brought his hand back to her
hip but continued to pump her until she became quiet and limp. She was
still willing, but he was ready for something new. He pulled out and
backed off, giving her enough room to roll over into the middle of the
bed. He reached out and got another condom from the table and began the
chore of switching them. Fawna was still glowing as she lay there
smiling and gazing into his eyes. She lay there with her legs
spread-eagled, licking her lips and rubbing her twat as he hurried up.
"I want some pussy!" he said as he got over her again and slid his cock
inside her again.
"Oh Baby. Yes. I love it!" she said, urging him on, as he gathered up
her knees and commenced with some serious fucking. She cupped her tits
and began to lick her nipples with her long sensuous tongue. Sweat
poured down his body and dripped onto her neck as he continued to fuck
like a maniac. He had been looking forward to watching her play with
her breasts while he fucked her as hard as he could. His dick was
incredibly hard as he buried it deep inside her, his groin furiously
slapping her ass.
"Oh yes. I love it. I love you!" she purred. He continued to slam
her, and she continued to fondle herself, as they both enjoyed the
prolonged ecstacy. Eventually L C tired and slowed down, wiping the
sweat off his face with his hand. He was too tired to continue and
rolled onto his back next to the woman who had just fucked his brains
out. But he still had a wad to shoot . . .
He lay there panting and struggling to remove the rubber as Fawna
propped herself up on one elbow and began rubbing his balls. As soon as
he got it off, she grabbed his meat and began pounding it hard and
fast. He reached for another condom but she was having none of it.
"Give me a blow job, Baby," he begged, longing for more of that deep
throat.
"Come for me now. Like this, on my face, in my mouth," she teased,
moving her face close to his cock, opening her mouth and letting her
tongue hang down to within a fraction of an inch away. He felt that
familiar tingling in his balls as she continued to jack him off. He
became unable to control himself as he watched her lick her lips and
shift her gaze from his rod to meet with his eyes for a few moments
before focusing back on the matter at hand. She felt him stiffen and
begin to cum as the muscles in his legs clenched with the intensity.
"AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUGH," he exploded less than an inch away from the
ivory skin of her cheek as she gripped him tighter and jacked him
harder. Over and over he spurted in all directions. Hard and long . .
. And of course she would not stop until he couldn't stand it anymore,
moving his leg up to interfere.
"Gently. Carefully," he said, as the head of his dick reached the
super sensitive level. Fawna was feeling playful and every time he'd
lower his leg she would start pumping too hard and he would have to stop
her again. This was not the first time a girl had him at her mercy
after a hand job left him ready to scream with the slightest touch. Of
course he loved it!!! Finally she took mercy on him and gently milked
him dry, leaving him a limp mess. He lay there gasping as she grabbed
the paper and began cleaning up. It took most of the roll to clean him
up and dry him off and she was dressed and ready to go way before he
was. They kidded around for a while as he got dressed.
"Remember what you called me last time?" he asked.
"No, what?"
"Mr. - - -" he said, trying to give her a clue. She could not remember
as they made their way back into the warm night air, and back into the
bar.
" Give me a ride back in your car," he asked, doubting that she would
oblige.
"Okay, but you'll have to wait till closing," she said. Since that
would be more than two hours, and he was already exhausted, L C decided
he would walk.
"I'll see you later," he said as he turned to leave.
"Bye Bye, Mr. Big Dick," she said, remembering finally. He gave her a
peck on the cheek.
It was a long walk back but at least she had remembered. It would be
very hard to beat that kind of hot sex . . . He felt lucky, really
fortunate. And his dick tingled all the way home.
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