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The Sexual Adventures of Exine
(c) copyright July 1991 E.D'Marillion
Volume I
As she walked along the boardwalk, she noticed the beach was
strangely quiet and deserted for a summer day. Very few people
were jogging or biking at 7:00 am, which was usually the peak
time for the fitness freaks. She wiped her brow of the sweat
already forming, noting that today was going to be very hot. It
had to be 80 degrees already, but she felt like she was burning
up inside. All night long she was having intense erotic dreams
with nobody lying next to her to act them out in waking hours.
This is what brought Exine to the boardwalk at early morning when
she would have liked to roll out of bed around lunch time.
She needed to find the "dream guy". Not too terribly handsome, or
suave, but a guy with the look that says,"Now." She dressed for
the occasion with a light jogging top with easy access zipper and
very short shorts. Of course as you understand, underwear is
always optional on excursions of this type. (And as we all know,
underwear is a waste of time, money and energy.)
Instead of wearing herself down and passing by a very good
prospect, she opted for a brisk walk instead of jogging. Her
frustation had put her on edge, and the lack of potentials wanted
to make her scream. She thought,"Great, any other morning
EVERYONE is out here, but NO, when I need it really bad, nobody's
around. Before she knew it, she had walked the entire length of
the boardwalk with nothing to show except a few wolf calls and
the itch within her greatly increased. She turned on her heels
and decided to give it one more time before giving up. Her
thoughts started wandering to her dreams of the night before. The
man who knew every spot on her body to make her scream had to be
somewhere. She was starting to tire, and sat down on a bench.
Throwing her arms out and her head back, she felt the sun warm
her shoulders and ooze down her body like warm suntan oil. All
the walking without a bra on had made her nipples hard from the
friction. She closed her eyes and felt every nerve in her body
singing from the long walk.
A dark shadow suddenly blocked the sun from her closed eyes.
Her eyes snapped open to reveal one of God's wildest creations
standing practically on top of her. She had to focus her eyes to
make out his face. He was tall, dark hair pulled into a pony
tail, donning a bandanna on his head. His body was stocky, and
her eyes seemed to dwell on his belt buckle that beheld the
Harley-Davidson logo. His face had a couple days growth of a
beard, and all Exine was thinking was,"Mister, let's do it full
throttle." She smiled sweetly saying instead,"Good morning!"
He put one of his boots up on the bench next to her, barely
avoiding her clean shorts and asked,"Hey, you know anywhere
around here that's pretty cheap to stay for a couple days?"
Before she could answer he added,"Not anything fancy, I'm getting
my bike fixed and I don't know how much it's gonna run me."
"There's a couple of places that aren't too bad. I'm staying
in the Econo-Inn a few blocks down and it's only about $35 for a
night." He rubbed his eyes as he thought and shook his head.
"Ah, I guess I'll have to think about it. Where's someplace
besides a Gas-n-Go Mart to grab some breakfast?"
She stood up and cocked her head as she thought. "Well,
about a block down here is a little bistro that serves breakfast
and the coffee's really good, looks like you need a cup. Tell you
what, I'll treat." She waited for either a smooth agreement or a
snide decline and wasn't getting either. She wanted to repeat it
thinking he hadn't really heard her but he replied suspiciously,
"Lady, you trying to pick me up?"
"I'm tryin', but I don't think it's workin'!"
He laughed outloud and said,"Tell you what, I'll treat, you
just guide the way." He snickered as they started down the
boardwalk. Exine thought,"This just might work." Over breakfast
he told her that he was on his way to see some old friends about
another 200 miles south and just as luck would have it, his bike
broke down. He had walked it to the Harley shop that was in town
but they wouldn't be able to get to it until the following
morning so he was stuck for at least a day in town. "I ain't no
shore person," he sneered. She couldn't help but notice he kept
eyeing her over breakfast. She caught his gaze and held it trying
to convey a secret message in the quiet bistro. After breakfast,
outside, she offered to show him where she was staying.
"Man, all I really want right now is a good hot shower," he
said.
"Wow, you're a man who's easy to please if that's ALL you
want," she said. Then almost hastily,"I just thought of
something, even if you register with the motel now, you won't get
a room 'til 11:00. You know, if you're willing, you're welcome to
use my shower. It's not like I have a roommate or anything."
He lifted an eyebrow and quietly said,"If it's not a
problem I really would 'preciate it. I don't know if I want to
wait until 11:00." She thought to herself,"Either do I." It was a
short walk to the motel and she had to restrain from looking too
anxious to get there. As they got back, a sign in the office
confirmed what she had said so they went up to her room. She
showed him the bathroom making sure he had towels, soap, etc.
Looking into his hazel eyes she said,"You know, I could really
use a shower myself after the long walk I put in, and this place
is really cheap about how much hot water they give you at one
time..." She leaned against the sink, waiting for a reaction. His
slight smirk, she took for signal to proceed. Exine slowly
unzipped her top, never taking her eyes off him. His gaze was
hooked on her tits, not in shock, but simple enjoyment. His smirk
turned into a real smile as he took off his shirt revealing his
hairy torso. He leaned over and cupped her breast, his thumb
rubbing over the already hardened nipple. His other hand went
down the back of her shorts and squeezed her ass firmly. She
pulled herself close and felt his hardon through his jeans. He
released her and pulled off her top carefully, tossing it out
into the room and kneeled in front of her. As his fingers hooked
into the waist of her shorts, he kissed her stomach. The wiry
scruff of a beard scraped her tender skin and turned her on
immensely. She braced herself against the sink and moaned softly.
Very slowly he rolled the shorts down, so slowly she almost
couldn't take the suspense. His tongue made its way down to her
damp pussy as her shorts fell to her ankles. She quickly stepped
out of them, kicking them aside and unashamedly spread her legs.
His tongue swirled around her clit and went down to lap up her
juices in a cycle that was putting her in an orgasmic frenzy.
His unshaven face against her thighs was driving her wild. Then
suddenly he stopped. She opened her eyes to see he had stood up
and was undoing his pants. They dropped to the floor along with
her shorts. He wrapped his hand around his half-hard cock,
stroking it to its full potential. Her glazed eyes watched as he
pumped his cock. She'd never seen a guy do that before. His cock
stood at full attention as he came closer to her. He guided the
head to her pussy lips. Running it up and down the wet slit, she
shivered as it rubbed her clit. She had to him inside her now.
She hopped up so her ass was on the vanity and spread her legs.
"Fuck me, cowboy," she purred.
He adeptly rammed his cock into her waiting pussy, fucking
her hard and deep. Hot juices were oozing out of her and onto the
slick vanity. He bit at her neck almost drawing blood,at which
she only moaned louder at him. His rough hands squeezed her tits
as he kissed and bit each one. Reaching down, grasping his cock,
he pulled it out and rubbed the hot tip against her clit. She
cried out in pleasure, throwing her head back. He thrust it in
even deeper than before and pumped furiously until she felt him
release inside her.
She was almost sorry it lasted so short, until he promised
he'd do better after the shower. They lathered and rinsed each
other slowly, making sure no spot was left untouched.
Without even drying off, he led her out of the shower and to
the waiting bed. She looked down to see he was already almost
completely hard and thought,"Now this is my kind of guy!" She
reached down and touched his balls gently and started massaging
them. He groaned. She slowly kissed his wet hairy chest working
her way down past his nipples, past his stomach to the coarse
hair that led to his hard cock. Her tongue caressed the base and
slowly went up to the head that was starting to ooze a drop. She
took it in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head. Then
she gradually worked the whole cock into her mouth. Her head
moved slowly up and down, her long hair tickling his legs as he
felt himself climbing toward another orgasm. He closed his eyes,
feeling the pleasure even more intensely. She used her hand to
start pumping on the base of his cock as she was licking him.
Before it would end too soon he pulled her up and she took the
hint. She straddled his body and positioned herself over the
massive cock, lowering her wet pussy onto it. She moaned as it
drove deeper and deeper into her. He reached up and squeezed her tits,
slightly pinching the nipples. Her pussy clamped down on
his organ as she enjoyed the sensations he was giving to her
tits. Her rhythm was starting to get interrupted as she bobbed up
and down but she didn't care. Her last and biggest orgasm was
building fast and furious and as it hit her, she leaned down in a
daze and kissed him full on the lips.
As they lay in a pool of cum and sweat the air conditioning
swept a cool breeze over their bodies. She was going to enjoy
this new friend for the next day or so!
Volume II
Exine tapped the table in front of her a little too
impatiently. She had to write a term paper on the rise and fall
of the Roman Empire for her world history class. It was beyond
her why she even had to take a world history class for a degree
in business. She looked around the library. Everyone was absorbed
in a book of some kind. She just couldn't concentrate. She kept
thinking about the biker she had met down at the beach over the
summer. Their friendship lasted a whole two days, but the soreness
between her legs lasted a week. It was fun but now it
was over and she had to get to work.
"Time to take a break," she said to herself. She got up and
went to the wall covered with a rack of magazines. A cover caught
her eye whose headline proclaimed,"How To Drive Men Wild". She
picked it up and muttered,"Yeah, teach ME something." A coupon
for a subscription fell out onto the floor. She leaned over to
pick it up noticing a piercing stare from behind. Or should we
say, at her behind. Looking at him upside down, she stared back.
She picked up the coupon and stood up straight. The librarian
looked back at the assorted index cards laid out on his desk with
a noticable blush in his cheeks. Exine shoved the coupon into
the magazine and put the tabloid back onto the shelf. He looked a
little smug but also very embarrassed.
Exine sauntered over to the desk. The burning in his cheeks
became almost scarlet. She whispered,"Excuse me, could you help
me with something?" He looked up startled.
"Yes," he crackled and cleared his throat. "Sure, what do
you need?" She laughed huskily at the question and answered,"Well
what I need and what you can help me with are probably two different
things. I was wondering if you had any books on how to give terrific
oral sex." His face became dark with embarrassment. He stammered not
knowing quite what to say.
"Um, I guess...if we had...anything....it'd be in the card
catalog at the center of the library." He fiddled nervously with
the index cards and dropped a couple in the process. She leaned
over his desk and said,"You dropped some," staring noticeably at
the hard-on that was under his perfectly pressed pants. She
looked directly in his eyes,"Not bad, I could use you for some
research, but you're probably real busy." He nodded his head
furiously agreeing with her. She continued,"What? I can use you
or that you're real busy."
"I... could....help you, that is if you needed some kind of
help with research...or something."
She nodded her head slowly, not breaking the stare into his
eyes,"Yeah, there is something. I'll be over by the reference
materials if there's a chance you can...help me." She walked back
over to her table jotting a few notes from out of an open book
and watched out of the corner of her eye as the librarian
struggled to get one of the volunteers to take the desk for a
while. Even from where she sat, she could faintly hear his
stuttering rambling. Exine wondered if that is what he sounded
like during sex, a bunch of ramblings and stutters. Finally he
made his way over to the table and leaned over from the other
side. He was visibly nervous.
"This....uh project...that you're working on....that you
needed some research. How could I help you?" It was pretty slow
for an evening in the library and nobody was around the table to
hear her response to the question.
"Well," she started,"that was basically an excuse to talk to
you. I am working on a project but it's not on oral sex. It's
just that once I got up to the desk to talk to you, that's all
that popped into my head. I just thought to myself,'I wonder if I
could deep throat that guy, he looks pretty big.' You know you've
been walking around tonight with a hard on and I guess it's been
getting to me."
He was stunned and visibly searching for something to say.
He clearly wasn't offended and clearly was excited. With a
strange calmness he said,"I think we should talk about this in my
office." She smiled and nodded extreme agreement. She gathered up
her books and followed him to a room next to the fiction area. He
motioned her into it and shut the door behind them, turning on a
light revealing a simple but very nice office.
"Look I'm going to be nosy," she said,"You look about 35 to
40 years old. Why would a guy like you be a librarian?" He told
her that he was an author and that it wasn't for any money
because he was already set for life. She was a little skeptical
but didn't care. She just didn't want to hear that he was queer
or something. She put her books down on the desk and walked over
to him. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper
slowly prolonging the moment. He was really turned on, she could
feel his cock under the zipper. He said,"Wait a second," and led
her over to his leather chair and sat down so she could kneel in
front of him. He helped her pull his pants down to his ankles.
"You DO have a lock on the door, right?" she asked.
"Of course," he said impatiently. She wrapped her hand
around his strong cock that was already big enough to hang a flag
onto it. Starting from the bottom of his balls she took cat licks
up the length of his organ to the head. As she stroked the base
of it, she took all she could of his eight inches, fucking him
with her well trained mouth. He ran his hands through her long
hair, softly moaning. She took him with long deep strokes with
her mouth. As she went up his cock, she'd quickly lick and kiss
the head before descending again to swallow. His eyes were
closed, receiving the pleasure like it were a dream. She reached
down and unbuttoned her skirt and blouse. She also unhooked the
front of her bra. She stopped long enough to quickly stand up and
shed her clothes to the floor. He pulled her on top of him and
squeezed her ass as her naked body rubbed against his wet cock.
He pulled off his tie and shirt, tossing them onto the floor
revealing his muscular chest. She licked a nipple playfully and
his cock twitched. She stood up and leaned her ass against the
desk, offering her crotch to him. He stood and reached past her,
literally shoving everything off the desk except the lamp.
Blotter, pens, books, paper clips, and stapler hit the floor and
scattered. She hopped up and leaned back onto her elbows and
crooked a finger at him. Instead he sat back in his chair and
stated flatly,"Make yourself wet enough for me, finger fuck
yourself, baby. Then I'll give you the fucking of your life." She
smirked. For the stuttering librarian she thought he was, he sure
could talk dirty. Probably looking at the covers of all those
romance novels got to him after a while. She spread her legs to
give him a good view and started fingering her clit. She pulled
her hand back up to lick her fingers and continue. He sat
watching almost mezmerized, slowing stroking himself. It was a
little strange having someone watch her but it wasn't a bad turn
on. She pictured his massive cock sliding in and out of her, the
head of his cock ramming into her womb. He was huge and thick and
when she had wrapped her hand around the bottom of his cock, her
fingers didn't touch. She shoved three fingers into her pussy,
almost bringing herself to an orgasm, when he wheeled his leather
chair closer the desk and licked her fingers as she brought them
out of her dripping cunt. He licked each finger completely as
though he was giving head to each one. The role reversal cracked
her up. As she manipulated her clit, he licked and sucked the
juices out of her pussy. His clean shaven face except for a
moustache was smooth against her thighs. Then he pushed her
fingers away so he could get better access to her clit. It stuck
out with being so stimulated. He sucked on her clit and slid two
fingers into her pussy. She was wet and ready, but it could only
get better. He softly nibbled on her, taking in the perfume she
no doubtedly had sprayed earlier on her cunt hair. Had she
actually planned something like this? It didn't matter. He
slipped in an extra finger and she started moaning. He wanted her
hot and eager and just at the throes of an orgasm. As she started
bucking her hips slightly he stopped. She looked at him puzzled.
"Just count to ten," he said. "Believe me, it'll feel great
when you cum." She weakly counted to ten. "Come here."
He motioned her to sit on top of him. She went to maneuver his
cock and he tapped her fingers. "Not yet." She straddled his legs
as he cupped her breasts. He sucked on one as he pinched the
nipple of the other one. His moustache tickled the smooth skin of
her breast but this was no time to laugh. He reached down with a
hand slid a finger across her clit. She was really turned on and
wanted him. She moved against him indicating her want. "Say it,"
he said. "Tell me how bad you want it."
As she touched his hard cock like a precious statue
reverantly she whispered,"I want your big cock inside me, honey.
I want you to fuck me senseless. Make me cum." She leaned over
and sucked on his earlobe and whispered,"You got me so wet and
turned on, stick it in me, baby."
"Well, turn around and straddle me." She did as she was
instructed. Somehow, the seducer had turned into the seduced,
which suited her fine when she was in the mood and she was
definitely in the mood. "Ok, lower yourself onto it." As she
brought her pussy down, he rubbed the head against her clit. She
held it still and sat down on his cock. As she started moving up
and down, he reached around and put on hand on her left breast
and another crawled down to her pussy. His fingers touched and
caressed and tugged a bit on her lips. He played with her clit,
first rubbing slow, then rubbing faster until she felt like she
was going to explode. Then he stopped, as though he knew.
Then as the mounting orgasm started to fade before it hit,
he started again very slowly. His hands started rubbing all over
her body. Her breasts, her belly, hips, legs and back to her ass.
He grabbed her ass and gripped tightly. Then he let a finger
stray to her asshole. She felt the orgasm starting to come back
from inside her and she started pumping faster. His finger when
all the way inside her. This time he let her cum, it came
crashing into her like a brickwall. Her pussy held onto his cock
tightly, almost not wanting it to release at all. He pulled out
his finger and stood up and faced him. Words escaped her. She
felt she should say..SOMETHING. He grinned broadly and
growled,"Pretty wild, huh?" She exhaled and said,"Yeah, you could
say that and more!"
"I'll give you a few minutes to recoup and then I want my
jollies met." She looked down and he was still brandishing his
hard-on as big as ever. She saw he had a water cooler and asked
for a drink. He got up and got it for her. She held the fragile
paper cup and sipped the cold water. She crumpled the cup and
tossed it in the trashcan. "Ready," he asked.
"Sure!"
"Ok, just lay back on the desk, with your butt on the
edge." She obliged and he stood behind the desk and inserted his
cock inside her pussy. He held onto her hips as he slowly pumped into
her. He leaned to her and kissed her tenderly, tasting the cool
water still on her tongue. She felt the hair on his chest, soaked
in sweat, rubbing into her tits. The coarse damp hair turned her
on as it ground into her. He stepped up his pace and his
breathing became more audible. She felt him ramming deeper and
deeper into her insatiable cunt. She gripped him inside her as
hard as she could to his rhythms. He was panting hard, trying to
hold off his orgasm, until he couldn't any longer. He rammed hard
and kept it in her as he came. They locked eyes. His devilish
smile came back. He pulled out his half limp, dripping tool.
"You know," he said, "you waltz in here, fuck me and I
don't even know your name."
"Exine D'Marillion. Don't worry, I have a library card, in
case you're pushing one on me." He chuckled.
"No, I'm not pushing a card. I'm just hoping you'll need
more work on the term paper in the future."
"Hey, Mr. Librarian, speaking of names..."
"Tom, Tom Nickleson, so do you think your research is done
or will you need further help?"
"Well, Tom, you never know when I'll need some good hard
studying some evening. Don't worry, I'll be back." She got up and
picked up her skirt. As she dressed he asked,"Did you plan all
this, not that I mind....but..."
She was buttoning her blouse and said,"I really do have a
paper to do sometime, but you WERE walking around with that hard-on
and I couldn't concentrate! I just couldn't help myself,
Mr.Librarian.
"You better come back soon, or I might have to levy some
overdue penalties on your card."
"Well, my number's in your files. You can punch my card
anytime." She kissed him, collected her books off the floor and
disappeared into the night. After the door shut, he started to
put on his shirt. The door opened slowly.
"Come back for more already, baby?"
"Excuse me...MR NICKLESON??!!" His middle-aged, mousey
secretary was in shock yet she couldn't tear her eyes away. He
slipped on his pants and said rather calmly, "Mrs. Johnson, don't
you ever knock? I have to go look up something in the card files,
could you please be dear and straighten up this mess?" He zipped
his zipper and walked out to the desk.
Volume III
The carnival had come to town with all its trucks of
animals, amusements and various carnival color and noise.
Everyone loves a carnival, especially our heroine Exine, who was
looking forward to checking it out one Friday night after she got
home from a rather dull but well-paying LEGAL job. As she got in
the door, she noticed her answering machine beeping it's annoying
red light indicating a message or two. As she peeled off her
shoes, rubbing her toes, she listened to the librarian she had
made friends with during the week. He sounded a little too eager
and preassuming to warrant her curiosity tonight. She wanted a
night to herself.
She popped in the shower and let the hot water run down her
back, almost massaging her shoulder blades. Goosebumps rose on
her skin from the sudden hot water enveloping her body. She
caressed her body with soap and let the water wash away any
stresses from the day. She considered calling the librarian but
pushed it out of her mind. She remembered how thick and hot his
cock was and before she new it, she was washing her snatch a
little too earnestly and was starting to feel very turned on. She
rubbed the rough material of the washcloth against her crotch
letting the memories run over her like the falling water. She let
herself have one quick but slightly unsatisfying orgasm because
she was starting to run a little late. A thought entered her
head and she got out of the shower and briskly dried her body.
She went into the bedroom and lay on the bed and picked up the
phone. Exine dialed and listened to the ring. A woman's voice
answered,"Hello?"
"Hi, Rita, this is Exine. You got any plans for tonight?"
"Hey chick, what's up, you asking me out on a date?"
"Well the carnival's in town and I thought it'd be a fun
night. I'm going either way, but I thought you might want to join
me."
"Yeah, sure, give me a few minutes and I'll be down."
Rita lived on the third floor of the five story apartment
building. Rita was one of the few females that Exine could
tolerate. But their friendship was much more than just tolerance,
they got along quite well. Exine wondered what she should wear.
The weather was still hot and humid beings it was the middle of
August. So she grabbed a pair of cut off jeans and a tank top and
put them on. She was still towel drying her hair when she heard
the door open and Rita's raspy voice chant,"It's only me."
"Geez, that was fast, Rita, you that hard up for a date?"
"Oh, eat me, I had nothing better to do." Exine looked up
from under the towel.
"Well, I was hoping to get something a BIT more nutritious
for dinner, you know."
"Hey, somethings's better than nothin' ya know." Rita got
along with Exine because they had the same personality. Also when
neither had a date and both had some appetites to be satiated, they
played with a few toys in each others apartments such as dildos and
various strap on appendages.
"I just have to dry my hair," Exine called from the
bathroom.
"Hey, need a hand," Rita asked from behind her. Before Exine
could answer, Rita took a comb from the sink and started combing
Exine's long locks. "Oh, no bra tonight, looking for a quick pick
up huh?" Exine chuckled.
"Nah, just looking to stay cool and not sweat so much." Rita
put the dryer on low and combed out Exine's hair. The warm air on
the back of her neck was almost hypnotic and definitely a turn on
and didn't go unnoticed. Rita reached down and cupped Exine's
breast pulling on the nipple just slightly. Exine could feel
herself starting to moisten her shorts. Sitting on a stool in
front of the vanity, she looked up and smirked. Rita winked back
and slowly pulled off her own blouse. Her own nipples were hard
and pointing, waiting for stimulation. She whispered,"I'll be in
the bedroom." Exine wasn't slow in following her to the bed. "You
know," Rita said,"it's been a little while since we got together
like this. Let's get some wine, too." Rita, knowing where Exine
kept her liquor, bounced out to the living room. When she
returned, Exine had taken out some of the "toys" and put them on
the nightstand next to the bed and started burning some incense.
"Oooh, I even get wild cherry incense," Rita purred and she
walked up behind Exine and reached under her tank top to her
breasts, squeezing softly, rubbing the nipples. She helped Exine
off with the garment and then reached front to the snap holding
her shorts on. She unsnapped and unzipped and reached down
without taking them off and played with the coarse pubic hair
underneath. As she reached lower, she felt it was drenched with
anticipation. Exine wanted it just as much as Rita did. She
pulled the shorts over the girl's hips and slid them down. She
knelt down and pushed Exine's legs apart, sliding her fingers up
into her oozing pussy. Without saying anything, Exine crawled
onto the bed and laid on her back. Rita crawled up between her
legs and open mouth kissed Exine's wet pussy. The soft tender
lips were so contrary to the male attention Exine had received
lately that it sent a shock throughout her whole body. Her hips
bucked slightly as Rita cat licked her pussy, taking little stabs
at her clit, and long strokes at her dripping hole. Rita starting
fingering her own pussy as she was eating Exine. She wanted Exine
to taste her juices too. Rita pulled herself up on the bed,
covering Exine with her own body, rubbing her own aching pussy
onto Exine's, simulating fucking. She took Exine's tits in her
hands and kissed and sucked on each one, then kissed her mouth
openly reaching in with her tongue.
She pulled her body up further and kneeled over Exine's
face, her pubic hair dangling barely an inch from her mouth.
Exine reached up and held Rita's ass and pulled her down. Exine
worked her tongue up into Rita as the girl moaned and writhed.
Exine stuck her middle finger in the girl's pussy and fucked Rita
as she sucked on her clit. Then she took the finger and slowly
worked it into Rita's tight ass. Rita cried out in pleasure and
her body jolted as she came in Exine's mouth. Rita noticed out of
the corner of her eye that Exine had her curtains open and
somebody was watching the two girls. Exine had a ground floor
apartment, they didn't have this problem with Rita's place. It
was the landscaper's teenage helper, maybe college age or so.
Rita pretended not to notice him. She whispered to Exine to
really play it up and see what would happen. The boy had a hedge
clippers and was staring openmouthed at what he couldn't believe
he was seeing. Rita climbed off Exine and took the strap on off
the nightstand and put it on herself. Exine came over and started
licking the plastic dick pretending to give head to Rita who was
busy with melodramatics of how it was turning her on. The boy
outside looked around himself, seeing that it was the back of the
building and fairly deserted, pulled his dick out of his terry
cloth shorts to jerk off while he watched. Rita broke
concentration when she saw his dick out of the corner of his eye.
For being 19 or 20, the kid was huge. He had to be nine or ten
inches. Exine's window was open slightly. Rita called,"Hey baby,
don't waste that tool out there, ya wanna come in here where's
it's more useful than those clippers?" He hesitated for a second.
Rita was almost sure she scared him off. He put his penis back in
his shorts and put down the clippers. Her heart sank, he was just
going to take off. He leaned closer to the window and said,"You
serious?" Rita's heart skipped a beat and she said,"Oooh, yeah,
apartment 15, and hurry!" She looked down at Exine. The two girls
laughed like high school girls which they hadn't been for about
ten years. Exine said,"Hey, I get him first you already came."
"Sure, I don't think this kid's gonna expect what he's got
in store." A soft knock came at the door, Rita was there in a
flash, opening it slowly in her nakedness. As he came in, Rita
said,"Just one question first, how old are ya, boy?"
"Uh, 20, why?"
"Mind if I see a driver's license, call it paranoid but I
don't wanna go to jail neither. Don't get me wrong, you're hung
like a horse and we really want to fuck you but we don't want any
trouble." He fumbled for his wallet and pulled it out. As Exine
walked out to them she watched his dick get hard under his terry
shorts that left absolutely NOTHING to the imagination. Rita was
right, the kid WAS a horse. Rita was scrutinizing the license
like a bartender.
"Hey Exine if he's born in 1970, he's like..."
Exine came over and wrapped her hand around his cock through
his shorts and said huskily,"Very legal." Then looking up at
the boy said,"Hey, you ever party with two others before?" He
shook his head and smiled. "Are you a virgin or do we have to
pull in the blackboard too?"
He found his voice, which was rich and deep like molasses
with a bit of a Southern twang to it and said,"Oh no, I ain't no
virgin. I'm not saying that I fucked a hundred women but I ain't
no virgin. I was on the football team in high school."
Rita giggled,"So you had your share of cheerleaders huh?"
"A few," he said. Rita wanted to embarrass him a little so
she went around behind him touching his ass and asked,"So, baby,
you ball players ever get it on with each other in those hot
steamy locker rooms?"
He didn't embarrass easy and answered,"Well, I wasn't on the
receiving end but I poked a few in the shower, hell yeah,
something wrong with that?" Exine was stroking his hard-on and
without letting go led him to the bedroom. Rita closed the
curtain so that there wouldn't be any more viewers and they
undressed him. He definitely had an athlete's body so he must not
had been lying about the football. Exine thought,"Christ, even
his cock feels like he had it lift weights." He was as perfect as
a Greek statue. Exine pulled down his shorts and immediately
started sucking on his massive cock. Rita had helped him take off
his shirt and was stroking his chest. They let him lie on the
bed. Exine went back to work on his cock and Rita laid next to
him, kissing him on the mouth. He was massaging Rita's tits and
leaned down to suck them.
Exine climbed on top of his cock and slid down onto it. She
moaned out loud. "Oh God, Rita, you got to feel him inside you,
he's so big, not just long, but nice and thick too." She started
a slow steady rhythm not wanting to go too fast. Rita pulled away
so she could watch the two of them. The boy held Exine's hips and
easily fell into her steps and was pushing his cock further into
her as she pushed her pussy onto him. Oh yes, he WAS experienced.
She felt like his cock was up in her stomach but it felt so good.
Not too big that it hurt, but just right, like the Goldilocks
would have said. She reached behind her and touched his balls which
were tight and hard like his cock. A sweat was breaking out on his
face, he was trying hard not to cum. So she brought her hand back,
no sense in making him cum too early. He guided a hand to her back
and brought her body down lower. She kissed his nose and he pulled
one of her breasts up to his open mouth. He sucked
softly, too gently, not wanting to hurt her. Pumping harder she
growled,"Bite me." He gave a little more pressure. "No, bite me,
it's okay," she said. He gave a nip that started her orgasm to
mount. She pumped harder until her pussy clamped him tight and
her body went rigid. In her blinding orgasm, she hoped he hadn't
cum so that Rita wouldn't get pissed. She opened her eyes and
kissed him and climbed off him. He was still hard.
"Hey, what about me," he asked.
"Oh, it's not over yet, baby," Exine said.
"No way, Stud," Rita squeaked as she straddled him.
"Ya know, Rita, this is better than the carnival. We brought
the merry go round horse in here to ride."
"Oh, yeah, this is the perfect stud pony, Sister."
"You guys are sisters," he asked. They laughed and said no.
"I guess we should have been cuz we like to share
everything," said Exine.
Rita leaned close to him as she rode him and said,"Every-
thing. Clothes, jewelry, cock...can you handle it."
He sneered and bit her neck. "I'll take that as a yes," said
Exine. As she sat on the pillow, her pussy was still throbbing
from the brief workout his cock gave her. He was really equipped.
He made the other guys she had recently sound like old men. He
looked over at her while Rita was still on top of him.
"Exine, right? That's your name." She nodded. "Exine, that's
pretty. I got a wild idea. Why don't you sit on my face as she's
fucking my bone?" It would have sounded so crude and disgusting
coming from anyone else but it sounded cute coming from his
Southern accent. She straddled his face and he dove into her
snatch with fervor licking her cum right out of her. She held
onto the bedpost to keep her balance. He sucked her clit just
right, making her ooze all the more. He licked it like honey out
of her slit. His tongue worked like a little prick in and out of
her so that she came again quickly. Rita came also and climbed
off him. "I gotta rest," she announced.
"Hey, what about me," he asked again. Exine got a wonderful
idea.
"Hey Mr. Football, you said you were never on the receiving
end of ass fucking. Wanna try it out?" Without batting an eye in
hesitation he asked,"How, I don't see any dicks hanging off you
girls?" Exine went into her bureau drawer and pulled out a strap
on device with a very thin dildo like appendage.
"With this dear. It won't hurt like that cock you're
swinging between your thighs. Are you game?" He thought for a
second and said,"Ok, but if I don't like it, you stop when I tell
you." She agreed and put it on. Rita had that hungry look on her
face as she got off the bed and sat next to the dresser to watch.
Exine took out some lubricant and put some on the dildo.
"This could be a little cold. Hey, hon, what's your name?"
He answered that his name was Derek. "Ok, Derek, I'm gonna put
some gel on your asshole. It's gonna feel a little cold and then
it should warm up." She squirted some on her fingers and he got
on all fours. She knelt behind him and parted his cheeks with her
slick fingers. She put the tube down and with her other hand
reached between his legs and massaged his cock and balls. He
moaned a little. He was still rock hard, she assumed he was still
turned on, and that was very correct. She talked him through it
so that he didn't feel strange. "Derek, I'm going to start
putting my dick into you. That's what it is, my dick, and I'm
gonna fuck you good, baby." She put the tip in his asshole and
held it there. She put in a little more and then pulled back and
pushed it in some more. "You like that, Derek, you want some more
of my cock? Tell you what, if you want, you straighten up some
and Rita will give ya some head while I fuck ya, honey." He
slowly straightened up on the bed and Rita took her cue and sat
yoga-style in front of him, taking his long hard cock in her
mouth slowly, not wanting him to cum before Exine got a good
chance to get him off. Exine eased the dildo in and out some more
until she was sliding it in all the way. He never flinched, maybe
he lied about not being on the receiving end, Exine thought. She
held onto his hips and fucked him while Rita caressed and licked
his shaft. He was muttering bit and pieces. "Oh yeah....that's
the way...fuck me...c'mon eat me" He was really getting into it.
The dildo was made so that it was positioned on Exine's clit so
that she was getting just as much pleasure out of this. His body
started losing the rhythm and she could tell he was cumming. He
groaned louder and harder until he cried out. As his cock started
spewing, Rita capped it with her mouth and sucked it all out.
Exine pulled out and unstrapped the device, tossing it on the
bureau, letting Rita enjoy the last of his orgasm. As she licked
the head he pumped his organ himself so she could get all she
could. His cock was starting to soften and as he went limp he was
still an impressive six inches. Exine was starting to really like
Derek,even though he was at least five years younger. She had a
feeling he liked them too.
"So Derek, did you like that?" She asked.
He grinned, not knowing quite what to say. She asked
him,"Come on level with us, was that REALLY your first time
getting it from behind?"
"Hell, yeah, but that was fantastic! I don't think I would
have liked it so much if it was from a guy, but it was knowing it
was from you that really turned me on."
"Well, Derek, if we could arrange it, do you think you'd
like to do a foursome and have another guy?" He hesitated.
"Let me think about it. I don't know."
"Don't worry, I wouldn't make you do anything you really
wouldn't want to do. Derek, have you ever sucked a cock?"
"Uh, no. I don't know if I want to get into that."
"Aw come on Derek," Rita chimed in. "You liked it when Ex
stuck it to you and you like GETTING head. Don't you think you
could figure out how to GIVE head. You just think about what
you'd want someone to do to you." He looked a little uneasy.
"Well, you know Derek. I'd find someone who wouldn't MAKE
you do anything you didn't suggest. Could you handle that. Maybe
just a night of switching partners back and forth without going
with the same sex. You could handle that, right. Oh sorry, you
probaby got a really cute cheerleader type girlfriend and already
I'm arranging your social life,"Exine said, hoping to get a lead
as to how he was attached.
"Well, actually, I don't have anyone right now. I dropped
out of college and my girl got pissed and dumped me. So I'm
pretty free." Exine ruffled his hair and asked,"So you want to
hang with us, baby?"
Volume IV
Rita had left Exine and Derek alone. She was all hyped and
wanted to go out to a bar or something and she sensed that Derek
really wanted Exine alone. The couple were lying on the bed from
the intense sex the three of them were engaging in. Derek laughed
a little shaking his head.
"What," she asked.
"You two, I couldn't believe I saw you two gals going at
it.I was so fucking horny watching you two. You do that often?"
"Not often enough." She looked over and saw that the wine
that Rita had brought in was never opened. Beads of condensation
were falling down the bottle. She picked it up and unscrewed the
cap, since it was not a very expensive wine. She looked at him
and said,"Oh, that's right, you're not of age," and smiled. He
returned the smile and said,"What if I poured it in your pussy,
would you let me slurp it out of you or would you give me
problems about my age?"
"Hey, not me mister, I ain't the Liquor Control Board." He
kissed her full on the mouth and took the bottle. He spread her
legs and poured a small amount into her pubic hair and let it
drip into her pussy. The effervecsence stimulated her clit a
little and it was strangely erotic. He put the bottle on the
floor and came back to drink of the nectar as promised. As he
licked her hole, his thumb massaged her clit and she moaned,
spreading her legs even farther apart. He kissed the inside of
her thigh with his wet mouth and cheeks, and bit gently. She
moaned.
"Like that bitin' huh?"
"Hey, a girl's gotta have a hobby right?" She managed to get
out in her writing esctasy. She felt like she was riding on a
continuous orgasm tonight. At times it would just be quiet but
humming in the back of her mind and then it would hit her like a
waterfall crashing on top of her head giving her just enough time
to recover and then build up all over again.
He took the hint and nibbled as he dined on her pussy. He
gently took a pussy lip in between his teeth and tugged. She
pulled at her own nipples increasing the pleasure. He came up her
body, kissing her stomach, licking the inside of her belly
button, coming farther up and found her breasts. As he nipped at
her aureola, she felt his thick pulsing cock against her pubes.
"Nice and hard again huh? Just the way I like you." She
reached down and stroked his nine inch cock. Her hand ran up and
down the length of it. Feeling the veins bulging out the sides
like grape vines wrapped around a massive flagpole. Regardless of
being on the underside of 21, he wasn't hasty and careless. Even
as she stroked him, he breathing just barely picked up. His cock
hardened and lengthened at her touch. It's huge head oozing a
warm pearl of pre-cum as her fingertips explored his cock like a
rare find. She rubbed the length of it against her snatch,
turning her own temperature higher. Her own breathing picking up a
faster pace. She was vulnerable and almost whimpered,"Fuck me, Derek."
"You really want it," he growled.
"Yes," she answered.
"Then take it, baby." And he held his body still. She took
the cock with her hand and slipped it inside her hot wet cunt and
started gyrating against him. If there was a G-spot, she thought
she just might have found it as she was hitting fever pitch
again. All the while he hung over her like in the middle of mid
pushup totally still. She wrapped her legs around the back of him
and pulled him down. He laughed and started ramming his long cock
in and out of her. He reached down and licked the sweat that
dripped from her face down her neck and suddenly bit at her
shoulder. She cried out in pleasure, "Yea, that's it, oh God, do
it again!" He obliged her and bit her shoulder again almost
drawing blood. A brief vision of Dracula swept through his head
when he thought he tasted blood, but it was just the concentrated
salt of the sweat.
He took her legs one at a time and around and up so that her
heels rested on his shoulders. She was really loving it for as
wet as he could feel her getting. It was plunging his cock even
deeper into her wet cunt. Not many girls like to take his full
length like Exine. She wanted all she could get of him. He could
dig that. As she came, he could feel her hot snatch tightening
over his cock sucking it hard and fast. He wanted to hold back
though, making this a real night to remember in case she never
wanted to see him again, which he hoped wouldn't happen. He let
her rest after her orgasm, letting her legs down. He held her
close to him, feeling her sweat dampened breasts against his
chest. She ran her hands all over his body, feeling the hard
young muscles under her palms.
From the nightstand, he picked up the tube of gel she had
sitting there. She raised an eyebrow at him as he squeezed out
some onto his hand.
"Turn around sugar, put your back to me." She turned so that
her ass was nuzzling against his hardness. His rough wet fingers
slid down the crack of her ass and lubricated her asshole. On a
whim he stuck a finger in her hole. A little moan escaped her. So
she was into that. He got up on his knees and she got on her
hands and knees anticipating his next move. With his lubed hand
he stroked his thick cock, hoping it wouldn't be too much for
her. He lingered as he stroked his cock. The air conditioning had
caught his cock and it turned the cool gel into feeling like it
had warmed up considerably. It reminded him of the stuff they
used on stiff muscles and he laughed inside at the pun of "stiff
muscle". Yeah, this is one stiff muscle right here, he thought.
He leaned up against her rubbing the head against her asshole. He
spread her cheeks apart so he could watch the head slowly
disappear inside her. He pulled it out and repeated the action.
She started moving against him. Apparently she really liked it.
He started stroking deeper and deeper until without realizing it
he was really slamming away at her. He could reach under her body
and feel her soft belly and its muscles moving as she arched her
body back, taking his cock deep in her sphincter. He reached and
played with her clit. She picked up the pace and he reached down
farther slipping two fingers in her cunt. He had forgotten that
some of the gel was still on his fingers. Her cunt felt alive
with the warming gel. As he was fucking her asshole with his
cock, he was also fucking her cunt with his hand. His fingers
were covered in her juices as they ran down his fingers. He
brought his fingers up to his lips and tasted. It mingled with
the mint of the gel and it made a interesting combination. Guess
you couldn't really capture that in chewing gum now could you, he
wondered. His hand wandered up to her hanging breasts, swaying
with her body going back and forth. Her tits were nice and round
like large soft melons. Her ass was so nice and tight is was
really starting to get to him. He was starting to lose
concentration. His arms locked under chest as his cock released a
spray into her asshole. He kept pumping since it felt so good and
so tight.
As they lay afterward, Exine suggested,"I could really use a
shower after all that. How 'bout yourself? You GOT to be pretty
sticky by now." He agreed and she led him into the bathroom. She
had a showerhead that had a hose attached to it and you could
bring it down shower any part of your body. He suggested that he
wash her first. He wet her body down with the warm water and then
got the bar of soap and lathered his hands up. Starting with her
neck and shoulders, he massaged gently. He cringed when he saw
the mark on her shoulder from his bite.
"Hey doesn't that hurt at all," he asked.
"Oh a little, but then I remember how I got it," she said
and winked at him demurely. He worked his way down to her
breasts whose nipples enlarged with the warm water. But after
working the lather all over her bosom the nipples returned to
their stimulated state. He rinsed off the soap and kissed her,
exploring her tongue with his own. He lathered his hands again
and ran his hands down her slim hips and underneath at her hot
pussy. He could feel her clit rubbing against his fingers as he
washed her. He shot water down there rinsing her off and then
turned her around to do her ass. Her asscheeks were firm and he
squeezed them remembering the recent events of his cock sliding
in and out which caused his organ to twitch. She turned around
and said,"Now it's your turn." She rubbed the soap over his chest
feeling the ripples of muscle then going lower to touch the
muscle that she really wanted. That third leg he was sporting
between those hairy thighs. She wrapped her hand around his
hardening tool. Her hands were slippery from the soap and his
cock seemed to like it. She rinsed off his whole body and then
began stroking his cock again. He partly closed his eyes as she
stroked him. As she went down to the thickened base, her fingers
would wander and just barely touch his huge balls. He reminded
her of a huge bull the way he sported that enormous jackhammer of
a cock. She could feel herself getting worked up again and rubbed
the head of his dick against her clit. He opened his eyes and
smiled.
"Hey, ain't this a little dangerous in the shower?"
"Not if you know what you're doing..." she said.
He held onto the shower curtain rod as she played with his
cock against her pussy. Taking the head slightly into her cunt
then quickly pulling it out, rubbing her clit and lips and
repeating it. Finally as she stuck the head just inside her
slippery hole he jammed it in as far as he could manage with
standing up. She sighed deep.
"Ooooh, that's nice, now just a little more..." Still
holding on he slid more in until he was all the way in. She had
raised one of her legs up onto the side of the tub to take his
cock deeper inside her. A little afraid of falling in the tub and
having to explain it all to paramedics, he froze up. But she
kept moving, taking his length deeper and deeper until he didn't
care if he had to explain it to his MOTHER what he was doing. She
grabbed his ass and pulled him closer to her. She could feel his
hairy balls slapping against her and it stimulated her even more.
She slipped a finger up his asshole and then he started seriously
fucking her. She leaned against the wall of the shower, pinned up
with his cock ramming inside her, the warm water running over
them and between them. She brought her hand back and between his
strokes played with his balls. His strokes slowed down so she had
more time to run her fingers over them. Like that, huh? she
thought. Then she started stroking his partly exposed cock so
that he was only fucking her with half of it but he was getting
twice as much pleasure. Suddenly she impaled herself onto him so
that he came instantly. He gripped the curtain rod tightly as his
cock sputtered and spit inside her. She moaned and came with him.
Cold water was starting to come out of the shower since they were
in there so long and used up the hot water so they decided to get
out. She dried off his body lingering over erogenous zones.
"God, you could wear me out," he said.
"I'm sorry, are you tired?"
"Not yet, I said you COULD wear me out, I didn't say you DID
wear me out." He followed her into the bedroom where she slipped
on her tank top leaving her bush exposed. She sat on the bed
cross legged exposing her pussy even more. Her nipples showed
through the tank top and all he could do was stare.
"What," she asked and cocked her head.
"Nothing, I'm just looking at you."
"You're not looking at me, you're looking at this." She
spread the lips of her pussy wide. His heart was beating fast.
This girl was really amazing. He couldn't take his eyes off her
pink lips as she started touching her engorged clit. Maybe she
got off on being watched. He didn't care, he'd watch. Her finger
circled her clit and then disappeared in her hole. Coming out
shiny and wet, she circled back up to her clit and moaned as she
started moving her hips. She took three fingers and moved back
and forth over her pussy. She jammed them into her cunt and
brought them out covered in juice. She offered them to him and he
licked her fingers. He came between her legs acting like he was
going to lick her cunt and went lower and licked her asshole. She
went nuts. His tongue darted into her asshole slightly. She never
expected him to do THAT. As he licked her ass, she kept fingering
her pussy, fucking herself with her hand. She brought herself to
a thundering orgasm as he helped with tongueing her ass. Her
heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. He came up
next to her and they fell asleep in each other's arms til
morning.
Volume V<br>
A person can only be happy go lucky and totally adventurous
for so long before a brief whiff of depression can kick in and
destroy their personality for a while. Such is what happened to
Exine one night when her young fling named Derek was carded at a
bar (he was turning 21 in a month or so but the bartender
wouldn't let him slide). The bartender who knew Exine made a
comment to the effect of,"when did you start picking them up at
school?" Well, needless to say, that ruined the night for our
sweet gal and much of the following week. Although no hint of age
had crept into her face or body, she found herself constantly
checking herself out in mirrors, scrutinizing carefully for
wrinkles and other "old" signs. She answered absolutely none of
her calls, even poor horny Derek who was as confused as anyone.
Derek however gave up calling by Wednesday but there were others
that left messages that were ignored. Some kept calling everyday
sounding pissed off at no eager call back by the vivacious imp
ready for any sexual feast on the menu.
Thursday evening came and Exine was so depressed she found
herself calling in work for a personal day for Friday. Her boss
said it was no problem, things were slow anyway and she hadn't
taken any sick days for the year yet. He was a kindly older man
who she sometimes confided in. He noticed something was wrong all
week but never asked her. After she hung up, the phone rang,
thinking it was her boss with a last minute rebuke or changing
his mind she picked it up in the middle of the first ring. A
nervous voice said,"Uh, hello, is this Exine D'Marillion..." She
answered business like that it was, thinking it was someone
trying to sell her insurance or a once in a lifetime chance for a
"gold card". Instead the hauntingly familiar voice said,"Hi, you
might not remember me. We went to high school together. I'm Mark
Grayden." He waited for recognition before he continued. Hot
tears with memories flooded her eyes.
"Oh my God, Mark, it's been so long. Hey what's up?" Her
heart pounded inside her chest as she heard his voice through the
phone, altered by the line and age, but the same voice she
remembered.
"I was wondering," he started,"if you were going to the
reunion on Saturday. Or maybe I should start by asking if you're
married and or attached before I ask that." Her mind raced. She
remembered getting something in the mail from the school about
two months ago but figured they were asking for donations and
tossed it out. She quickly counted back and indeed, ten years had
passed since graduation day.
"Mark, I didn't even know there WAS a reunion. And to answer
your other question, no, I'm certainly not married. Never found
anyone to put up with me too long."
"Wow, then this is really short notice. You probably have
plans made already for the weekend."
"Actually I don't." She did, with Derek, but somehow he
didn't exist anymore.
"Well I'd really like to see you. Would you like to go with
me?"
"You know something Grayden, I'd love to. In fact I
wouldn't mind meeting you tonight for a drink or something just
to see you again before Saturday. Are you at your parents house?"
"Ah, hell, Ex, my folks moved outta here years ago. They're
out in Colorado. I'm in the Holiday Inn off the turnpike."
"Hey, that's really close. I can be there in fifteen
minutes if that's not too short of notice for you. I just really
need someone to talk to now." She tried not to sound too pushy or
anxious.
"I'd like that Ex, no problem, you want to meet me in the
lounge?" She agreed and they hung up. Her heart raced in
anticipation of seeing someone familiar from when she felt really
alive. She ran in her room and tried to pick out something to
where. Feeling funny, like a girl on her first date, she kept
pulling out one dress, throwing it on the floor and picking
another. Finally she settled on a simple black, off the shoulder
outfit, hey even a purse to match. All the while her thoughts
turned back to school and Mark. They had some really great times
together. Everyone thought they would get married after
graduation but Mark went into the service and she moved to the
city for a while to try modeling.
She drove into the Holiday Inn's parking lot and parked. She
sat in the car for five minutes looking into the mirror and
fixing her dress. Her heels clicked loudly on the concrete as she
walked up to the door and into the brightly decorated lobby. She
followed the signs to the lounge and not seeing anyone familiar
sat at the bar. "He probably jumped in the shower or
something...or chickened out," she thought negatively. The
jukebox ended a Rolling Stones tune. She thought about grabbing
some change and checking it out. Then a song came on that threw a
lump in her throat. "Night Moves" by Bob Seger. They used to sing
that riding around in Mark's beat up LTD, saying it was "their
song". The bartender took her order for a screwdriver and brought
it promptly. A raspy low voice sang behind her,"...it was
summertime.." She looked up into the mirror behind the bar and
then turned her barstool to look up at him. He was a little
taller, had a full beard and moustache and was just a tad heavier
but it was the same Mark. He had that shy smile on his face and
said simply,"Hi, Ex." Instinctively she jumped up and hugged him,
receiving a big hug back. He picked up her drink and showed her
to a table near the back of the room.
"You don't look much different, dear," he said, "unlike me.
I went downhill a few years ago."
"Mark, you look great," she countered.
"No, that's something we say at the reunion to Bev and Tom
and the ones we can't stand. Between us we always told the
truth."
She took his hand and looked him in the eyes,"You look so good, I
could eat you right here." He laughed outloud in his unmistakable
trademark laugh.
"God, I haven't heard you say that in so long. It's been ten
years." They countered back and forth as to what each other had
been up to. He talked about his brief marriage to some girl in
the Army and the divorce that put him through the mill three
years ago. A ballad flipped on the jukebox and Exine
suggested,"Grayden, ask me to dance."
"Why, gee Ex, would you like to dance?"
"Thought you'd never ask." They walked to the dance floor
and he took her in his arms, closer than even in high school.
"You know, I never thought I'd feel you in my arms again,"
he whispered and held her a little closer yet. He looked deep in
her eyes and kissed her openly. She responded by gently touching
his tongue with her own. She could feel his erection against her
belly through his slacks and was hoping she'd get the chance to
feel it inside of her instead. As the song was winding down, he
suggested that they go to his room and order a bottle of wine
from room service so that they could kick off their shoes as they
talked. She smiled and said sure. On their way out, a portly
woman with very dark eyeshadow and a dress that was too tight for
her figure said brashly,"Mark? Mark Grayden, is that you?" They
turned and the woman literally bounced up to them. "Bev, Bev
Nash. Exine! That's it, I knew you had a weird name. I guess you
guys are in for the reunion. So you guys got any kids?"
"Bev, I hardly recognized you," he started. "Yes, Exine and
I have six kids. Sextuplets, you know. Don't she look great?
They're only three months old now. Hey, I gotta take a wicked
piss, we'll see ya Saturday night!" He led Exine out to the
elevator as quickly as he could without Bev following them. Safe
inside and rising to the seventh floor they both burst out
laughing.
"So we have six kids, huh? How come I don't remember this?"
"They had to knock you out, dear, the pain was too much," he
countered. They laughed some more. He whistled and remarked on
Bev's weight gain. "For a cheerleader, I'd hate to see her try to
do a split now. She'd never get up. Oh, that's mean. I don't
care, she was a bitch in school."
The doors opened and they walked down the hall holding
hands. He unlocked the door and let her go in first after he
flicked on the light. The room was actually quite big and it
overlooked the turnpike. He opened up the menu sitting next to
the lamp and said,"Ok, what kind of bubbly do we want?"
"Anything cold and wet, I don't care. Just something to get
a little stupid on so I have an excuse to rip off your clothes."
He looked up over the menu and smirked,"You don't need any excuse
for that." She walked over to the window and looked out over the
highway as he phoned down his order. She overheard him order an
expensive champagne. As she walked back he had indeed kicked off
his shoes and was sitting on the bed with a pillow propped behind
him patting the place next to him.
"C'mon girl and snuggle next to me like you used to." She
stepped out of her heels and climbed onto the bed almost like a
cat on all fours, knowing that her cleavage was showing and
watching him look at it. She laid next to him and put an arm over
his stomach and laid her head against his chest. He put his
finger under her chin and brought her face up to his and kissed
her. She felt like she was melting into him like a chocolate bar
left on the dash of a car in the summer. He turned so that they
were lying on the bed facing each other, "making out" they used
to call it. It was more like groping and moaning. His hand ran
down her back and over her ass, stopping to squeeze tightly and
pull her against him. His cock was really hard now, it was almost
maddening to her, but she liked the romance in just "making out"
like they were in the back of his car again. She unbuttoned his
shirt and ran her hands over his chest. What used to be muscle
was a lot softer now, but it was him and that was all that
mattered. He kissed her neck in the soft spot that joined the
neck and shoulder, her most sensitive spot of her whole body, and
her knew it after all this time. He bit and sucked, relaying his
not so innocent intentions to her and making her crotch start to
really water for his hardness. A knock at the door startled them
both. They felt like kids caught on the sofa that were supposed
to be babysitting. The knock came again and a voice said,"Room
service, Sir." He jumped up and answered the door. A young man
held a tray and Mark ushered him in. The man placed the tray on a
small desk next to the television and opened the champagne.
"Would you like me to pour it," he offered. Mark handed him
a bill rolled up and muttered,"No, just take this and get the
hell out so we can fuck our brains out, Kid." The young man
blushed, taking the bill and said politely,"No problem, sir." As
Mark shut the door, the kid had given him a 'thumbs up' sign. He
guessed that the kid probably thought Exine was a lot younger
than himself. He put the 'do not disturb' sign on the door,
hoping to all hell that Bev wouldn't look him up and be the next
one pounding on the door with a yearbook under her arm. Mark came
back into the room and poured the champagne. When he turned
around, he almost dropped it. Exine was wearing only a sheet and
was smiling innocently from underneath it, curled up with her
chin touching the tops of her knees. She must not have been
wearing a thing under that dress to do it that fast he thought.
"My, my, what have we here," he calmly said, bringing the
glasses. She took one, not taking her eyes off him.
"I propose a toast," she said. "To here, now and tonight."
They clinked glasses and downed their drinks. He brought the
bottle and refilled them. He added,"To Catholic girls who don't
wear underwear under their uniforms."
She laughed and added,"To the Catholic boy who introduced me
to bondage on his motorcycle with his green plaid ties."
"Jesus, I forgot all about that! Ok, wait a minute, here's
one, to the girl who jerked me off in study hall under the
table..."
She downed her drink and unbuttoned his pants. "So how about
if I finish the job right now, huh?" He tossed back his drink and
unzipped his pants. He hadn't felt desire as whole heartedly as
this even with his ex-wife. He fumbled with his socks and
underwear, throwing them on the floor in devil may care fashion.
He ripped the sheet from her body so he could look at her naked
form in the light. Her breasts were full and round, nipples tight
from arousal in sharp little points. He noticed without question
her all over tan and that made his hard cock want to reach out
another inch if it could. He noticed the hair on her pussy was
shaved slightly on each side, probably so she could wear those
sexy kind of bathing suits. It almost looked like she sported a
little mohawk down there. He kneeled on the bed and leaned down
to kiss her stomach. His hand rested on her thigh and his palm
hot and sweaty, moved over her thigh and up to her pouting cunt.
Her drenched snatch took him a little by surprise. He hadn't
expected her to really want him THAT much, but this proved that
her feelings were genuine. He massaged her swollen clit, hearing
her moan softly, placing her own hand over his and
whispering,"Oh, yeah....do me, Mark." He took his middle finger,
gnarled and bruised from heavy equipment and slowly eased it into
the delicate lips of her pussy, like some tiger-lily filled with
dew, its soft wet petals wrapped around his finger. His tongue
found a nipple and suckled, his teeth nibbling just slightly,
like he knew she liked it. He slipped another finger in her and
then another. It felt so good, but she wanted his thick cock
inside her.
"Mark...I want you so bad...oooooh, fuck me..."
That was all he needed, he pulled his dripping fingers from
her and spread apart her legs as he placed his body between them.
His body cried out for release but he needed to stay in control
to make it last more than ten seconds. With a hand around his
cock, he guided it into her pulsing hole and slowly moved in and
out against her body. Time stopped for both of them and the
ritual began. Her tight pussy was like a vision from the past and
they worked slowly together in perfect synchronicity. Even now he
found himself comparing her to his ex-wife who was too loose and
bitched that he was too big. Exine was perfectly tight and only
held onto him tighter when his full length was inside of her. He
kissed her neck and licked the salty dampness of her
perspiration, tasting and smelling her light cologne, still the
same spicy scent she wore when they were fumbling in the back
seat. He pulled out and rolled her over. She helped him guide his
cock in her pussy from behind her, it reminded her of when they
used to do it on his cycle. He'd put it on the kickstand and sit
back with a raging hard on. She face the front, naked except for
the black leather knee high boots, holding onto the gas tank, as
she'd sit back onto his cock and pump like a kangaroo in place.
He liked doing it that way so he could fondle her tits and pussy
like he was doing now. He oftened asked her to pose in just her
boots so he could send a picture in to one of the cycle magazines
but she never let him. She'd drape herself half naked over the
bike if he was trying to work on it and tease him when she knew
the camera wasn't in the garage. One time when he was trying to
fix the chain she even pulled off her shirt and was licking her
own tit. He was so hot he almost knocked the bike over getting to
her, ripping her shorts down in the fury and fucking her in the
garage on the cool concrete floor. She joked the whole next week
how she had to scrub the oily tire marks off her ass before gym
day. He thought she was joking when she said they wouldn't come
off until one of the prisses was buzzing about it near his locker
that they saw them in the shower. He calmly looked over and
said,"So what are you doing staring at girls' asses?" The bitches
had given him the finger and marched away. Now as his older and
more mature cock was ramming in and out of her, all he could
think of was how things were so much easier then. The wind in
their hair when they went out cruising summer nights. Fucking was
simply fucking, it wasn't lovemaking....like now. Even though
this was hot and lustful it was indeed lovemaking. He came in hot
waves of spewing lava-like cum into her and he realized that he
really did love her after all these years. This time, was going
to be different, he wasn't going to let her get away and he
wasn't going to leave her.
Volume VI<br>
After Exine went to her class reunion and spending a week
with her high school sweetheart, she felt exhilarated beyond
belief. She found herself driving past the school whenever she
found herself in the area, memories faintly dancing through her
head in bits and pieces. She remembered several "pieces" and a
smile crept on her face.
One day her boss sent her on an errand to another legal
office in the area which was very close to the school. Thoughts
of several teachers and classmates jumped into her head again in
the lunchtime traffic. She thought,"Geez, I wonder if Mr. Barton
is still there." When she finally was on her way back to her own
office she diverted and drove past school. It was about 3:30 in
the afternoon and not too many cars were in the parking lot. Her
heart stopped when she saw the track team pouring out of the
school for their daily run. She slowed curiously and sure enough,
Mr. Barton was running behind all the rest of the boys. He
doubled as the track coach when he wasn't teaching English or
counseling. She returned the car to normal speed and went back to
her office, just a little more anxious than usual. As she turned
into the parking lot at her office she tried desperately to
manage a way to get the rest of the afternoon off. It was only
another hour and a half, maybe just a little less. She picked up
the folders of paperwork off the passenger seat with damp hands.
Her boss looked at her with an alarming expression.
"What," asked Exine quietly.
"Exie, you look really pale. Are you okay, hon? You're all
clammy," he stated after feeling her forehead like a nervous
mother.
"Well, it's really nothing, it's just a little hot out..."
she drifted off...for effect, and got it.
"Hey, take the rest of the day, I'm up to my pits in this
Marlson case, but I think I can handle it. Go home, put your feet
up, air conditioning on and chill out." This was almost too real.
Almost like he picked it out of her head and read it like this
morning's headlines.
"Well, if you're sure," she murmured in a "heat exhausted"
type voice. She tried not to look to eager to leave and had to
watch how fast she walked out the door. Her hands actually shook
a little when she put the key in the ignition, the insertion of
the key taking on all kinds of meanings in her lustful mind. She
wheeled the car back to the school and looked around the parking
lot. She didn't see the familiar '77 Chevy Nova. Well, it was a
long time ago, maybe he got a new car. Then she thought about it,
she HOPED he got a new car by now. As she turned off the car and
got out, she noticed something in the back seat. She had a pair
of black spike heels laying on the floor. Much more perfect than
the paten leather flats she was wearing at the time. A couple of
teenage boys were coming out of the school, probably served
detention or tutoring and watched as she was bent over slipping
on her shoes. Her black mini skirt's hem was showing the very
tops of her lacy thigh high stockings. Their sudden stop in
conversation made her look around at them. She smiled demurely
appreciative of their gawks. They, very embarrassed, croaked out
a squeaky hello and made it to their cars.
"Hey," she called over to them.
"Yes Ma'm," answered the dark haired boy. She had then
recognized him as one of the track runners coming out of the
school earlier.
"Do you know if Mr. Barton is still around, I'm an old
student of his and I just wanted to pop in to say hi." They
seemed to relax. He responded,"Yeah, he should be in his
homeroom, still getting stuff organized with it being the first
week of school and all. I know he said he had to get back here
for a long night of paperwork when we were running. What year did
you say you graduated?" Boy he was a clever one.
"I didn't. Thanks. What is his room number?" She smiled
trying to avoid his question which was trying to deduce her age.
"Room 220. C'mon what year, '87, '88?" He gave his best
Catholic school boy smile but to no avail.
"You flatter me, kid. See ya around." She disappeared into
the school doors not hearing the boys debating back and forth as
to whether or not Exine was really wearing underwear or not. The
dark haired boys suspicions were confirmed when they saw the
bumpersticker on her car proclaim,"Down with underwear". The
other boy forked over the dollar bet.
Once inside the school, Exine's heels echoed loudly on the
linoleum. She felt like she'd fallen back in time, knowing where
every closet and room was throughout the school. Mr. Barton
miraculously had the same homeroom he did when she attended ten
years ago if memory served her correct. She passed her locker
number 762 and sure enough it was outside room 220. It was the
same room. She listened for voices and heard only her heart
pounding furiously inside her. She stopped and reached out to
touch the tarnished metal plate stating her old locker number.
She wished she could bang it open just to peek in and see who had
her locker now. Lost in her daydream she heard someone clearing
their throat a few feet away.
"Ahem, Miss, can I help you at all? We're kind of busy here,
it's the first week, we usually don't allow visitors to roam
around after school hours." She looked up in childlike innocence
and casually licked her lips waiting her turn to speak, when it
hit the man who she was. "Exine, is that really you?"
"Cross my heart, Steve." She was one of the few students
graced with the privilege of using his first name after hours ten
years ago. He laughed and shook his head. He had grayed
considerably after this time even in his moustache.
"Hey c'mon in here. I got some paperwork to do, but it's
gonna take me all night." As they walked in he sat at his desk
and she dragged up a desk. She ran her finger over the top where
the pencils would lay in its groove.
"God, they're so clean in the beginning of the year," she
laughed.
"Yeah, then the kids mark them all to hell. What the hell
have you been up to? Married? Kids? Don't hold out on me now, I
want all the gory details."
She sat sideways in the desk and crossed her long legs,
knowing that the top of her stockings was showing again. "Not
much with me. Not married, no kids, working my sorry ass off,
saving money, that kind of thing. What are you doing still here,
I thought you'd be off teaching some Ivy League college or
something."
He leaned back, studying her legs, and shook his head. "Nah,
this place has a kind of magic. I couldn't leave. They pay ain't
great but I'm not starving or anything. Shit, I thought you and
that Grayden kid would be married and loaded down with a full
station wagon by now." He noticed the look on her face. "I didn't
hit a nerve or anything did I?" He looked genuinely sorry. She
stood up and walked over to his desk and sat next to where he had
propped his feet. She re-crossed her legs and touched his leg
softly, he flinched. It was just barely noticeable, but she was
looking for reaction.
"Nope, it's okay. We're still friends. He's living in
Colorado with his folks right now but is making arrangements to
move back East here. Says he really misses the people. We plan to
keep in touch, though. There was only one guy I ever really had
my head set for and he would have rejected me on the spot so I
never bothered opening my mouth."
Barton's breathing had gotten uneven slightly as she was
touching his leg. "Oh...w-who was that? Sotoski from the '81
class?" She shook her head quickly and looked away for a second.
"Steve, it was you. I listened in English class to you and
all I could think of was fucking you right on your desk in front
of the whole class. Boy that would have been wild, huh?" The man
clearly didn't know how to react to that. She couldn't have been
anymore blunt if she just wrote it on the blackboard. A glint
returned to his eye and tell tale signs of a hard on were forming
under his gray slacks.
"Boy that would have been bad news if anyone would have
heard that a student tried to seduce me. Moyer from the Business
Department had that happen and all hell broke loose, they wanted
to boot him the hell out of here. So, ever think about the "good
ole days" lately?" If she didn't know better, this was going to
be easier than she originally thought.
"Well, not really, until I drove by today and saw you
running with your track boys in your sweatpants, and that's when
the movies started running in my head. She bit her lip and looked
in his eyes.
"Tell me about them. What were they rated?" She looked out
of the corner of her eye, seeing the door wide open. He followed
her eyes and quickly got up, taking the hint, and shutting the
door, even locking and pulling the curtain down on it. The back
door had already been taken care of. He returned to his chair,
this time not putting his legs up, and leaning back in it. She
slid around to stand directly in front of him, stepping over his
legs and leaning her ass on the desk, her legs slightly apart.
She jumped slightly back to sit on the desk and moved her legs
apart some more. "Well, she started, they are definitely rated X.
No, make that triple X, they were pretty hot, Steve." She could
almost make out the full length of his cock under the fabric of
the restraining pants. He looked as packed as she and Gina, a
friend in school, had tried to guess how big he was.
"What happened? Tell me. I can't help it, I'm an English
teacher. Good fresh stories really amuse me sometimes." Her hands
gripped the desk.
"Well, I'd imagine meeting you after school, wearing
something really sexy with nothing at all underneath." He had
leaned forward and was fingering the collar of her satin blouse,
pausing at the first button and then opening it. He undid the
second and third which gave him a good view of some ample
cleavage. For good measure he opened the next and pulled apart
the blouse. He looked up, almost disturbed,"Keep going," he said
simply. He was standing in front of her, cupping her breasts. She
continued her story,"I imagine going down on my knees and pulling
out your cock. I always pictured you having a big cock, the kind
that really chokes a girl, you know. I wanted to lick the whole
length of your shaft..." she couldn't continue. He was pulling on
her nipples and biting on her neck. It was driving her out of her
head. All she wanted to do was...
"Exine, what are you thinking?" Here was her chance.
"I'm thinking how bad I want you to fuck me," she whispered
hoarsely. He had unbuttoned her blouse completely and pulled it
off her shoulders swiftly. He rolled up the front of her mini
skirt and caught a good look at her snatch.
"Oh, you colored your hair," he remarked candidly and kissed
her openly, running his tongue along hers. She wrapped her arms
around his neck and ran her nails through his silky gray hair. He
was close enough that she could feel his cock against her, still
clothed in his pants. He reached down and quickly undid his belt
and pants, dropping them to the ground almost instantly. It must
have been a real sight to see him standing there in front of his
desk with his pants clinging to his ankles, his cock standing out
at a 45 degree angle from his body. He grabbed her by her ass and
pulled her closer, the head of his cock dancing in her juices,
teasing her. She reached down and spread open her pussy to him.
He jolted forward, giving her half his full length. She gripped
him, trying to pull him in by her cunt. She leaned her body back
and wrapped her legs around his ass. The heel digging into the
back of his thigh, turned him on instead of hurting him. She
growled,"I want the whole thing." He obliged by ramming his hard
cock deep inside her dripping pussy. His cock massaged the inside
of her pussy as his pubic hair tickled her clit causing her head
to spin in an early orgasm. She was taken so off guard by her
cumming that she didn't hear the other male voice in the room.
When she did, Steve didn't seem to mind, so neither did she. It
was Paul Richardson, the World Cultures teacher that she had also
known in school and had a deep crush on. Steve just looked up and
nodded at Paul who sat down in a desk, watching intently. She
looked up at Steve and then at Paul.
"Hi Mr. Richardson, remember me?" she asked sweetly. He
smiled warmly.
"Exine, yes, yes, I remember you. You little minx, you tried
teasing me your whole senior year, then you come back and seduce
your poor tired English teacher when we could've 'went around the
world' so to speak." He spoke evenly, but calculating every word.
She didn't see he had his cock out and was stroking it under the
desk. His hand was sliding up and down his organ in time to their
strokes. She purred,"Well, he don't feel like he's so tired. In
fact, he feels really good." He got up out of the desk, cock
still in hand and pumping steadily. He stood leaning against the
chalkboard to get a closer view of their fucking. His cock wasn't
as long but was a little thicker. Exine's mouth started water,
thinking about sucking it. He watched her throw her head back and
his hand moved faster. Steve pulled out and sat back in his chair
motioning for Paul to step in. "Looks like you need some real
pussy instead of that hand all the time." Exine hopped down off
the desk and greeted the other teacher by holding onto his hips
as she lowered herself to her knees to suck his thick cock. He
held onto the chalk ledge tightly as she ripped down his pants to
swallow his cock completely down her throat. He touched her hair,
gently at first, and then holding her head by her locks was
fucking her mouth. Her hand came down and massaged his hairy
balls which were drawn up tight to his body. From behind, Steve
was spreading her asscheeks and sliding his cock in her ass. She
wasn't usually into that but his cock was so slippery from her
juices that it slid in with no pain nor problem. It was a strange
but exciting sensation to feel her asshole squeezing tightly on a
cock, while one was sliding in and out of her throat. Paul must
have really been without sex for a while for the frenzied action
he was giving. He came, spurting his hot cum into her mouth,
pumping his cock with his hand to get out every drop onto her
tongue. She slurped it up, licking and kissing his cock until it
was totally limp. "God, that's such a shame, man, I really wanted
to feel your cock in my pussy," she said. But already it was
starting to harden as she was licking it clean.
"Oh, don't worry, honey, you will," he promised. She felt a
hot rush in her ass, as Steve came inside her. She had reached
down and played with her own clit to bring herself to orgasm, so
she wouldn't feel left out and frustrated in case Paul didn't
come through. They instructed her to get up and sit on the chair
backwards, with her breasts pressing against the back rest. She
heard Paul mutter,"What a perfect ass. Exine this is ten years
worth of wanting to fuck your little girl brains out. Do you know
how bad you teased me?" There was a slight anger in his voice.
She hadn't banked on this. "Answer me."
"I wasn't teasing you, Paul, I DID want you."
"MR. RICHARDSON, to you, Miss D'Marillion." She heard the
whirr of his belt coming out of his pants. He flicked it against
her ass. She whipped her head to glare at him. His eyes were
glazed over and his cock was rock hard in front of him. Oh, man,
she thought, one of these guys, never would have thought of old
Richardson to be into the pain thing. A red welt formed on her
ass.
"Hey, not too hard, Paul," soothed Steve. But Paul didn't
hear him. He was ten years ago. He flicked it again. This time a
little harder. Her ass stung strangely. It felt so hot in that
spot it was almost a cold pain, reducing slowly to a stinging
warmth which she found was turning her on. Rather than fight it,
she rode with it. As long as he didn't pull out anything
electrical, she figured it was alright.
"I DID want you, Mr. Richardson. I wanted you real bad."
"I don't think you do, Exine. You don't think of me when
you're fucking your football player boyfriend, now do you?" The
room was silent. He cracked the belt on her ass really hard now.
She was so wet, she almost fell off the chair.
"YES, I DO," she screamed. "That's all I thought about, Mr.
Richardson was your big cock inside me. When you walked around
the room as we took our tests you always stopped in front of my
desk and I just wanted to unzip you right there and suck your
meat." He came up behind her, softly, gently caressing her red
welted ass.
"I think you're lying, you little slut," he hissed, starting
to squeeze her bruised ass, rubbing his huge hard-on between her
asscheeks. She slowly turned her body around, wanting his cock in
her pussy instead of from behind. She held onto the back of the
chair and spread her legs. "You ARE a little slut, aren't you?"
She smiled and nodded her head, playing his game, if that was his
turn on.
"Yeah, man, and right now, I'm YOUR little slut. Why don't
you punish me by making me take the whole thing real fast and
real hard, huh? C'mon Mr. Richardson, fuck the hell outta me."
Steve Barton watched with weird fascination. He was kind of
scared that Richardson would actually hurt the girl, but she was
really digging the belt action on her ass. They should have done
this ten years ago when Exine first came up to them after school.
They had dismissed her as the kiss and tell type but then after
hearing the rumors around school, they wished they HAD taken her.
Guys on his track team talked about how she went into the locker
room and sucked off her boyfriend in front of the football team,
took a shower with him while they watched and left. It was only a
rumor and nobody could prove anything except by word of mouth. He
tried getting one of the boys to talk but he got a strange look
and said something like,"Uh, don't know what you're talking
about." and just smiled at him like he was saying,"Man, you ain't
getting shit outta ME." He walked over while Richardson was
easing his cock in and out of her wet velvet snatch. His face
was writhing in sensations he hadn't felt in a long time. Steve
took the head of his cock and brushed it against her cheek. She
opened her eyes and looked up at him smiling. She kissed the head
of it, and her long tongue caressed it, making it feel harder
than it was when he was fucking her if that was possible. He
guessed that this was what was meant when the guys said she could
"suck start a Harley". Her long hair was falling over his thigh,
tickling him slightly. Richardson was sucking on her tits like he
was actually trying to get mother's milk from them. A couple of
times she winced as in pain but went back to moaning softly. He
almost came when she moaned, the vibration going right through
his cock up into his stomach. He pulled out in time to cum right
on her lips, cheek, neck and shoulders. As she started licking
her lips, tasting his bitter salty cum, Richardson was eating it
off her neck and shoulders. The act made him cum inside her as
well. So this was it, she thought. These guys are lovers as well,
I wonder if this was going on ten years ago. Richardson looked up
at Barton and stated flatly, his dick still twitching inside
Exine, "You've been drinking again, haven't you?" Barton was
pulling on his pants and agreed. "Why," he asked.
"Because you taste horrible, doesn't he, Exine," she looked
up at Barton apologetically.
"I HAVE tasted better, but if you've been drinking, that'd
explain it," she agreed. "Are you guys, uh..."
"Gay," explained Barton in almost hushed tones. "Well,
really were bi-sexual if you want to get technical. We share a
lot of dates. About three years ago, Paul moved in with me. No,
we weren't slamming each other when we were teaching you. There
was a couple of senior girls we both had but not each other at
that point."
"Yeah," continued Richardson,"it just sort of happened one
night when we were both pretty drunk complaining about not
getting laid or getting good head. I don't remember who suggested
it.."
"You did," Barton reminded him.
"I probably did. But it's been satisfying ever since. Except
lately, I haven't had a good dose of pussy til now." He leaned
down and grabbed one of her tits and kissed the nipple, sucking
it into his mouth. He let go and got up getting dressed and
tossed her blouse to her.
"Bet you never thought THIS would happen, today you little
minx," Richardson announced smugly. She only smiled, glad that it
did.
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