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@(C) 1998 Frederick T. Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes
to the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL)
and/or the American Cancer Society.
!!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!
The following work is of a sexual nature. If you have not yet reached the
age of consent, where ever you reside, the author requests your parents or
guardians review this material before you continue. Censoring the material a
young mind absorbs is not the responsibility of the creator but that of the
adult who has custodial responsibility for the young mind. Having said that;
the following story is pure fantasy. It didn't happen, probably could never
happen and the author accepts no responsibility for person or persons who
attempt to make it happen. All the characters were created by the author and
none of them are based on people who actually lived or are living in this
wonderful world we inhabit. We are all created by a wonderful process called
sexual intercourse. That it was made so pleasurable is undeniably the reason
we have filled this world with our children. While the creator probably did
so for a reason; remember that human beings created all the side dishes that
accompany the basic act. Sex should have a happy ending, whether with
yourself or with a partner. That this is sometimes not the case can only be
the fault of the participants. Sex should be fun ! As always e-mail your
comments to the usual.
If Candy is Dandy and Liquor is Quicker...Who's Maryjane ??
(Fm+ MF oral mild bd)
by
Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
***** CHAPTER SIXTEEN *****
Jody had been seeing Howie just about every day after school for a
"quickie" before he had to go to night school or to the pizza place. It was a
Wednesday and she met him as he got out of the shower. She didn't even have
her clothes off yet, dropped to her knees and started sucking his cock. He
was dripping wet but couldn't resist her lips as they played along his "skin
flute." He always told her she made such beautiful music. His first orgasm
was a gusher and she had to swallow three or four times to get it all down.
She wished she'd got out of her clothes so she could let him cum on her tits.
He loved to do that and then rub his shrinking hardon against her nipples !
"Jody...Jody...Stop, honey...I've got class tonight...Remember.." He let
that trail off as she dragged him by his half hard pecker into the bedroom.
She'd taken off her panties while driving to Howie's apartment and was only
wearing a skirt and blouse. While pulling him by his pecker, she backed right
up against the bed and fell down on it.
She yanked her skirt up and now Howie had a clear view of her pussy. She
was already wet and rubbed some fingers in her curly brown pubic hair, tracing
her cunt lips. She was positive Howie couldn't resist eating her or maybe
even fucking her a little before he left for class. She was right. Howie
sank right to his knees and buried his face in her bare loins. She could tell
he was excited as his tongue wormed it's way right into her and started
lapping her cunt lips like a dog in heat.
She was just about to enjoy a nice little orgasm when he rose and stroked
his hardening cock a couple of times while watching her hips still wiggling
around on the mattress. She reached down and grabbed her ankles, pulling them
above her head. Howie landed on her like a ton of bricks and drove the air
out of her in one big "woooosh." He poked and poked until his almost totally
hard cock drove into her and then fucked her non-stop until they both came in
a sweaty heap on the bed.
When he rolled off of her, Jody could feel her blouse sticking to her skin.
The room was filled with the smell of sex. She could feel the mess he left
between her legs dribbling down on to the bed and wanted more. She got up and
started to get out of her blouse. Howie pushed her back down on the bed and
kissed her - a long open mouthed kiss, tongues fencing with each other. When
it ended, he rolled her over, spanked her behind and jumped off the bed.
"Hey ! Baby, I can't miss class tonight...I've got a test." With that he
was gone. Jody heard the door slam shut and then slowly got to her feet and
lowered her skirt. She was almost to the door when she heard the shoe box
drop. At least that's what it sounded like. She looked over at Howie's
closet and found the door about six inches ajar. Something made her
investigate and low and behold, standing in the closet was Howie's roommate,
Kevin.
He was wearing a pair of jogging shorts which were pulled down around his
thighs. Kevin's slim dick was long and hard, his right hand wrapped around
the base. His face was a crimson color. He couldn't look her in the eye but
then Jody wasn't looking at his face, she was staring at his cock. It was a
good two or three inches longer than Howie's, poking out of a nest of almost
blond pubic hair. Such a contrast to Howie's dark curls.
They were both frozen and then Jody reached out and stroked his cock. The
first spurt made her jump when it splattered against her bare arm. The next
spurt landed on her skirt and then he dribbled some into her hand. His cock
started to shrink in her hand as she dragged him out of the closet and over to
the bed. She sat on the edge and dragged his shorts to the floor while her
mouth captured his cock head. Her lips nibbled on his softening dick while
her tongue caressed the mushroomed shaped head. Her hands were busy pulling
her blouse off, her bra followed and as she worked to strip off her skirt she
could feel his penis start to get hard in her mouth.
It was fully hard by the time she was naked and then he was on top of her,
fucking her like a mad man. Her legs were up around him. She was moaning and
groaning and that made him fuck her faster. He was cuming again and she
wasn't far behind, yelling for him to fuck her faster and harder - begging him
not to stop but eventually he did.
Ten minutes later, Jody sucked Kevin hard again and then got to her knees.
Kevin pulled her to the edge of the bed and rammed his cock into her up thrust
butt, grabbed her hips and pounded his cock in and out of her sloppy wet cunt
until they both came again. This time both of them were yelling and
screaming. The fucking went on for over an hour until Kevin was spent and
sore. Jody went home a mess. She smelled like a locker room and had the
jizzim of four fuckings dribbling out of her raw, swollen cunt. If her
husband noticed, he said nothing about it because that evening his high school
hooker had sucked and fucked him dry. Tom was ecstatic Jody was spending so
much time away from home. He could care less where she was spending it.
The next Saturday afternoon she fucked both Howie, all dark and hairy, and
Kevin, all blond and fair. They took turns with her and then started sharing
her - one fucking her while the other fed her his dick. Jody Pipe was in
heaven and it wasn't long before she took them home and had them work her over
in her own bed. The bed she shared with her husband. Tom eventually caught
her and her lovers. Jody would often masturbate while thinking of that
evening...Seeing the look on Tom's face when he walked in the bedroom and saw
her taking both of her "studs" on at the same time - one in the cunt and one
in the ass...It was her favorite fantasy.
She left Tom soon after that, got a divorce and moved to California. Jody
Pipe's appetite for younger men continued to grow and even now on the down
side of fifty, could count several men, young enough to be her sons, who were
her lovers. A week didn't go by when Jody didn't have a young man over to
quench her thirst.....
***** CHAPTER SEVENTEEN *****
The family brunch broke up. Dale had been adamant, he was going to live
with his mother. Sally, his brother and Timmy had left about twenty minutes
ago. His mother was introducing him to an older gentleman she knew. Dale was
hardly paying attention until the guy said, "...been looking for someone to
boat sit for me." Dale was looking at a woman who appeared to be staring at
him. She was several years older than he was but very attractive. Dale
smiled at her. Jody Pipe smiled back and left the club.
Dale's mom said, "Dale's looking for a place to stay for a while." Dale
snapped back to the present, "...boat...looking for a place..." His interest
was piqued. In less than ten minutes, Dale was telling the guy they'd follow
him to the marina.
"You're at the marina, Dale !" Dale's mom exclaimed. Dale started
laughing and he wasn't even stoned.
Ten minutes later, Dale was sold - just looking at the yacht - about
sixty-five feet with a master cabin that was down right decadent. Dale didn't
know shit about sailing but thought maybe living here for a while...Ah ! Who
was he kidding ? He was too old to get into something like this plus there
was the money. Something like this cost a lot of cash and Dale only had his
retirement. He had no intention of going back to work...At least the kind of
work he was used to.
He told his mother's friend he'd move in that very afternoon. Mrs.
Haggerty was smiling from ear to ear as they left the yacht club. So was Dale
as he imagined himself bringing all kinds of women to the yacht and...
And...Well, what do you think ? Shit ! He'd never been much of a ladies man
and hadn't had much success picking up women...Except with his wallet. Maybe
he'd use the pills...Fuck ! He couldn't do that...Could he ?
Dale dropped his mom off and raced off to his brother's. He had his room
cleaned out in less than ten minutes and said final good-bys to his brother's
family. "...over for dinner...Yea ! I can do that...Thanks for everything
guys..." Sally hardly said a word.
Timmy walked out to his car with him and said, "You think I could bring
some girls over to this yacht you're staying on ?"
"We'll see, Timmy." Dale was very non-committal.
Timmy was kind of pissed. "Well, we're still going surfing aren't we ?"
"I don't know Timmy. I'm going to be a bit busy getting the place all set
up and taking care of it..." Dale let that trail into nothing.
Timmy was thinking his uncle was putting him off. "Well, he'd be sorry.
I'm going to have pussy hanging all over me." Timmy had kept some of the
pills. He told his uncle he'd given them all to him. Ha ! Ha ! Fat chance.
Dale was back at the marina getting settled when the owner dropped by.
"...thought I'd show you all the gadgets ?" Dale learned how to run the sump
pump, "...because it leaks a bit..." He learned how to turn the stereo on and
run the motor, "...about every three days to keep the batteries charged..."
The owner said. Dale could hardly wait for him to leave. A young lady and
her mother appeared to be leaving another boat a few slips away. Both of them
caught Dale's eye. Blondes, thin and very attractive. Dale imagined fucking
them both...He could with the pills ! What the fuck was he thinking ? The
daughter was hardly fourteen, maybe fifteen !
He was bored twenty minutes after the owner left but glad he was on the
yacht...On his own, instead of living with his mother or his brother's family.
He tired of listening to the shitty music the guy owned. Big band shit ! His
mother listened to it. He headed out to the nearest music store and shopped
for over an hour and two hundred dollars worth. The girl at the counter was
in her mid-twenties. Short and very buxom, not that good looking but with
real dark hair. Kind of reminded him of Deborah...Well, just kind of.
"Wow ! If I knew you were going to buy this much I would have sent an
assistant to help you ! The assistant would get a commission on this large a
buy..." She let the thought trail off.
Dale was stoned as shit and just smiled at her. He was thinking he'd love
to give her a commission to let him cum on her tits. He was glad he bought
some dope from Timmy. He still couldn't get over how expensive it was. Maybe
he'd grow it ? Nah ! Too much hassle. And what if it sucked ? He'd have
wasted all that time...What was this lady saying ?
Dale listened to her finish up and then leaned toward her. "Why don't you
put the commission down for yourself ?" He whispered. "I won't tell." He
laughed a stupid little laugh.
The girl looked around and then started hitting the keys on the register.
Dale paid her and then turned to leave. "Remember...My name's Mandy...If you
happen to come in again...Ask for me and I'll help you...Ok ?" Dale just
laughed and nodded.
He smoked some more dope when he got back to the yacht while listening to
his new music and then remembered that there wasn't a thing to eat on the
boat. He laughed like crazy, considered going without but eventually wandered
up to the yacht club and sat at the bar.
"You got a dinner menu ?" He asked the bar tender. He was so stoned, he
wasn't sure he could read a menu. He laughed out loud and the waiter gave
him a funny look.
Dinner finished, Dale remained at the bar and had a liquor for dessert.
An older woman came into the bar. It was Sunday night and the place was damn
near empty. It was almost nine, most of the dinner crowd gone and just the
staff hanging around, cleaning up the dinning room. The woman sat two chairs
down from Dale at the bar. He glanced at her but quickly turned away when he
caught her staring back at him.
"Eddie, give me a glass of the house white will you ?" Eddie went to pour
her a glass.
Joanie Baxter looked back down the bar. She'd never seen this guy in the
club before. Probably ten, maybe fifteen years younger than her. Good
looking though, in a rugged way, but way too old. Like Jody Pipe, Joanie
liked younger men...Much younger. She flashed back to catching Jody that
evening and laughed out loud.
Dale looked back at the lady who was laughing. It must be contagious.
Maybe she's stoned, too ? He started laughing. They looked at each other and
then turned away. Joanie drifted back to that evening.....
It was about ten years ago. Jody was new in town. Joanie had lived in
the condo for just a little over five years. The condo was a present from her
husband. He owned his own business and had long ago replaced his love of her
with a love for his business. He called it "his baby." Joanie was a bored
housewife, sitting at home all day with not a fucking thing to do. She made
her husband's home life hell, always asking him to take her places and do
things with her. One Sunday he drove her down to the beach...Joanie fell in
love with the place...Newport Beach...She pestered him for months to get her a
place down at the beach. He finally relented and bought her the condo.
She always suspected he was happy to have her away from his business.
Maybe he was getting a little on the side...possibly...his secretary ? It had
been years since the two of them had slept together and had sex. She figured
she'd be a fool to threaten divorce. It would be better if they remained
married...He'd stay in town...She'd stay at the beach...Plus...he picked up
the bills...She couldn't ask for a better arrangement. Let him fool around
with whomever. There were plenty other fish in the sea.
The first Spring she lived at the beach, she hired some workmen to
re-paint and do some work around the condo. There were three of them, two
guys in their twenties and a teenager. He was a basketball player for the
local high school and was kind of shy. Joanie flirted with him like crazy.
He was cute, real tall with short brown hair and always wore sleeveless "T"
shirts.
One afternoon she asked him to stay after the other two left and as she
planned, one thing lead to another...They ended up in bed and the young kid
fucked her four times. The affair lasted until he went away to college and
after that Joanie started hunting...That's how she caught Jody. She hardly
knew the woman. They'd wave to each other every once and a while but that was
it. Jody was several years younger than she was and they didn't travel in the
same social circles although the woman did belong to the yacht club.
Since her young stud left for college, Joanie was having a hard time
sleeping at night. She was restless and wandering the house at all hours.
She noticed the pizza sign on the car parked across the street. "A little
late to be delivering pizza !" She thought. It was just after midnight. The
same car was there the following evening at about eleven-thirty. The young
guy, who got out of the car without a pizza, stayed until almost three.
Joanie was sure that there was some hanky panky going on and she wanted some.
She made a point of finding Jody at the club, the next time she went, and
asked her, "Honey," Joanie called everyone "Honey." "How'd you find a pizza
delivery so late ?"
Jody turned a crimson color and stammered a feeble excuse. "...tutoring
the boy..."
Now that's a line if she ever heard one ! Joanie laughed and just carried
on. "If he's got some friends...I'd be real interested." The two parted
company and Joanie thought nothing would come of it. The woman was so
embarrassed she could hardly carry on a conversation.
The following Friday night, the phone rang around about eleven. "Hi !
Joanie ?"
Joanie was half asleep and real pissed the phone woke her. She grumbled
something into the receiver.
It was a woman. "Did you order a hot pepperoni pizza...Late night
delivery ?"
"No I didn't...Who is this ?" All she could hear was the dial tone.
She rolled over only to be disturbed by the door bell less than ten
minutes later. She put on a robe and went to see who was at the door. The
kid wasn't very tall and didn't have a pizza box in his hand but Joanie
flushed when he said, "Jody, thought you might like a little pepperoni with
your pizza pie this evening ?" He smiled. "Well, you gona ask me in ?"
A half hour later the young kid was fucking her brains out and she
couldn't get enough. He ate her pussy and sucked on her tits for hours. The
kid kept saying over and over again, "...you've got the biggest tits I've ever
seen." Joanie loved it and even went down on him after they showered...A
first. It wasn't the last time and the next morning, Jody called and asked if
her pizza was hot. Joanie laughed and told Jody that she could use a pizza
deliver every weekend. They became friends...close friends.....
***** CHAPTER EIGHTEEN *****
Dale was watching the news when the woman ordered a second drink. Without
thinking, Dale asked if he could buy her a drink. Joanie was hornier than
hell after day dreaming about Jody's pizza delivery boy. She'd come a long
way since then. Jody and her often shared "studs," comparing them with one
another. It had been years since she had shared her bed with a man anywhere
near her age. This guy was probably in his forties but was a pretty
attractive guy. She allowed the guy to slide down the bar and accepted his
offer.
Eddie knew the guy was way out of his league, several of his friends had
scored with Joanie Baxter and he was patiently waiting his turn. He was just
over twenty-three and knew it wouldn't be too long and he'd be out of the
running. He mixed their drinks.
Dale didn't know why he offered to buy her a drink ? Shit ! She was damn
near as old as his mother...Well, that wasn't true but she was at least fifty-
something. Here he was, on his own for less than a day, and already thinking
of hitting on a woman - an old woman, at that. The pills were burning a hole
in his pocket...He couldn't remember why he brought them, then remembered that
afternoon and the young woman at the record store. Wasn't that great looking
but wasn't any where near his age - at least twenty years younger...Maybe ?
He fumbled around and finally dropped the pink one in Joanie's drink. She
was going on and on about something. He was hardly paying attention. He'd
read all the notes...Felt he had a grip on this...After all, if Timmy could do
it, so could he. What was he talking about ? He was scared shitless. And
did he really need the pills ? For an old lady ?? Well...Too late now !
Joanie was bored. This guy'd had plenty of chances to make a pass and all
he was doing was sitting there, listening to her gab. Time to leave. One
last chance buddy. "It's been very nice meeting you, Dale, but it's well past
my bed time. You need a ride anywhere ?" She got up to leave.
Dale jumped out of his bar chair and mumbled, "...Uuh...No, Joanie...I
live in a yacht...Right here."
Joanie'd never been on a yacht. None of her boy friends were old enough
to own much of anything except strong, young bodies and hard...Oh ! that was
such a nasty thought. "Oh ! Dale, I'd love to see it."
Dale was so confident as they left that he swallowed the blue pill with
the last of his liquor. When the bar was empty, Eddie found the small pink
pill under Joanie's bar napkin. He looked at it and then threw it in the
trash. Probably some vitamin one or the other of them was taking. Fucking
old folks. He was kind of pissed Mrs. Baxter left with the guy. He was
thinking that tonight was his lucky night. He'd heard enough stories about
Mrs. Baxter...Some of them had to be true...Didn't they ?
Joanie Baxter was very impressed with Mr. Haggerty's boat. Dale didn't
have the guts to tell her he was only boat sitting...She never really asked if
he owned it...Just assumed it. Dale learned long ago, in the air force, never
answer unasked questions. People really didn't want to know.
They were just leaving the master cabin when Dale's penis got hard. It
grew right down his pants leg and was poking out at a grotesque angle. There
was no way he could hide it. God ! It was hard as rock...Like the ones he
got with Sally in the last month. Fuck ! These pills were dynamite ! He
knew it'd take an hour or so of hard fucking to get rid of it. Then the fear
flushed through him...He was afraid. He wasn't any closer to getting into
this old woman's pants than he was in the bar. Shit ! What was he supposed
to do ? He thought that by now the old broad would be stripping out of her
clothes and begging him to fuck her. That's what the notes said. Maybe they
were bullshit but then what about the hardon in his pants ?
Joanie blinked twice when she saw the lump of meat in Dale's pants. God !
He's hung like a horse. She quickly looked up at his face and found him
blushing through his dark tan. They were in the galley and space was tight.
Joanie moved to squeeze by him and in the process rubbed her butt against the
lump in his crotch.
Dale damn near blew a load in his pants as the woman squeezed by him. He
could actually feel the material of her dress being dragged across his hardon.
His arms came up, reached around her and his hands tried to encompass her huge
tits. The were the fucking biggest tits he'd ever had in his hands. He
squeezed them. The woman pushed back against him and rubbed her fanny back
and forth against his cock - then up and down.
When she started the up and down motion, Dale gasped out, "You want some
of that, Joanie ?" He licked her neck below her short white hair. Positive
it was dyed and trying to guess what color her bush would be. He was sure he
was going to get fucked tonight and the strength in his cock convinced him
that he was going to fuck the shit out of this old woman. He kept squeezing
and rubbing her tits.
Joanie looked back at him and quite matter of factly said, "Uhuh ! Yea !
I want a lot of that. You going to give me a lot of that ?"
Dale turned her toward him and drove his tongue into her mouth. Joanie
figured the guy was horny as hell and hoped he'd last enough to fuck her. She
could feel his hands at the hem of her skirt. He was pulling it up and now
had his hands on her panties. Her panties were coming down and now she felt a
hand in between her legs. She spread them wider now that her skirt was up
around her hips. She felt his fingers explore the lips of her cunt and then
he plunged a finger into her. She let out a gasp !
"Come on, Dale...Fuck me...Fuck me with that big cock of yours !"
Dale lifted her up on to the table in the galley and dropped to his knees;
ripped her panties off and pushed her knees further apart. "First, I'm going
lick and suck your cunt until you're begging for it." With that he buried his
face in her fat, shaved cunt and reamed his tongue right between her saggy
labia.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh ! Oooooohhhhh ! Yeaaaaaaa ! Ream it out, Dale...chew on
it ! Yeeeaaaaaaa.....Ooooooh ! Fuck ! I'm cuming ! Oooh ! Fuck !"
Dale was convinced she was hot on the pill. He'd never made a woman cum
so fast. He kept licking her cunt, finally settling down to teasing her
clitoris with his tongue while he stroked his fingers in and out of her. She
was sloppy wet.
"Come on, Stud...I want it now ! Fuck me and I'll show you my tits,
Dale."
Dale was wild and up on his feet in seconds, ripping his jeans off. His
cock was bowed up against his belly with the head digging into his lower
stomach, just below his belly button. It almost looked like a handle.
Joanie stared at it. Maybe not the largest she'd ever had but the unique
shape turned her on. She reached out with her legs and wrapped them around
his middle. Dale bent his cock down and rubbed the head against her spread
outer labia. He dug the head around until he could easily see her hole. No
where near as tight as his sister-in-law looked. He poked the head of his
cock into her and them wiggled it around.
"Show me your tits and you get more...Come on, Joanie...Show me your
tits."
She reached up with one hand and began to unbutton her blouse. When she
had it pulled out of one side of her skirt, she reached up and slid her bra
strap down. The weight of her breast pulled the strap down her arm and now
her light brown areola was visible. Dale fed her two or three inches of his
cock and she pulled the cup all the way off. Dale buried himself in her and
started fucking her. Her nipple was just a bit darker than her areola and
about the size of a dime - hardly erect at all.
Dale was fucking himself in and out of Joanie at an ever increasing pace.
She was no where near as tight as Sally or his wife for that matter. Though,
she was as hot or hotter than his sister-in-law ever got. He was sure he'd be
fucking her for the next hour or so. He wondered if she knew what she was in
for ? He fucked her faster and leaned down to suck her exposed nipple into
his mouth. She was arching her back and thrusting back against his cock. He
started cuming, filling her to over flowing and just kept fucking her. He
could hear the squishy sounds their bodies were making as his cock pistoned in
and out of her.
Joanie knew he had cum. She could feel herself hemorrhage his semen...Feel
it dribbling down between the cheeks of her ass. When she rested her butt on
the table top she could feel her ass cheeks slip on the cum coating the table
under her. He kept fucking her and Joanie started cuming again. Her legs
scissored around him as her orgasm spread through out her lower abdomen and
then raced down her thighs causing her lower legs to jerk around
spasmodically. He was carrying her, still skewered on his cock.
The bedroom was darker. He threw her on to the bed and started to rip off
his clothes. Joanie followed suite and now they were naked. She spread her
legs and brought her knees up but he pushed them down and crawled over her
belly.
"I want to fuck your tits, honey...And...And cum all over your face."
Dale was out of control. His cock was drooling his cum and her cunt butter.
Joanie leaned up and captured the head of his cock with her lips. It was up
against his belly and just hard as a pipe. She had to twist her head quite a
ways to get a hold of his dick, but once she captured it, was off to the
races, just sucking his brains out.
Dale forgot all about fucking her tits, grabbed her head and pumped his
cock in and out of her mouth until he blew a load down her throat. Joanie's
eyes flashed open as soon as Dale's cock started shooting gobs of cum into her
mouth. She swallowed once and then again. Dale pulled her face away from his
still hard cock and traced her lips with his cum and saliva coated cock. She
was panting and had a sheen of semen on her chin and both of her lips. A drop
of jizzim was dribbling out of the right corner of her mouth.
***** CHAPTER NINETEEN *****
There was a good South swell running and Dale was scratching like crazy to
make it over the three to four foot wave humping up in front of him. It had
started to break over to his right - a two foot high wall of white water,
rushing toward the shore. Dale paddled harder and just made it over the wave
before it started to break. He kept paddling hard as there was another one
right behind the first. The third wave was the largest and Dale wheeled his
ten foot G&S board around and started paddling toward shore. He felt the wave
lift him and jumped to his feet. He looked off to his left and saw the wave
start to break. He dropped his right foot back toward the tail block and put
pressure on the inside rail. The board dug into the bottom of the wave and
came about to the right. He kept his foot near the tail block and stalled out
for just a split second before shuffling toward the nose and bringing his
weight forward. The board trimmed up and was about a foot from the lip of the
wave. Dale casually walked to the nose and planted the toes of his left foot
over the nose of the board. He was accelerating by the second, could feel the
wind against his face. The wall in front of him was shallowing out, forming
the shoulder of the wave. Dale back peddled quickly and brought the board
around toward the shore.
When the wave steppened up in front of him he turned toward it and walked
toward the nose again. This time he planted both feet right on the front of
the board and dropped his hands to his sides. There was another surfer
paddling out in front of him so he quickly back peddled and brought the board
around toward the shore again. In the process he sprayed a rooster tail of
water on the young surfer paddling out. When he turned back toward the wall
of water to his right it was coming over so he dropped his right foot back
further on the board and kicked out. He was on his knees and paddling out in
just seconds.
He thought about his leaving this morning. He woke before it was real
light. He could smell her on the sheets, could hear her breathing. He
slipped out of bed but not before staring at her nude body as she lay next to
him. Her body wasn't all that bad, a little cellulite here and there but her
tits more than made up for it. And her cunt...Shaved clean as a baby's butt
and so juicy. He started to get hard remembering the fucking and sucking they
did. He wondered if, after leaving the way he had, she'd want to see him
again. Well, he left her a note...asking her to wait for breakfast when he
got back from surfing. Maybe that wasn't such a hot idea ?
She was gone when he returned. Beneath his note, she wrote; "Had to
go...give me a call...640-1994." It was now Wednesday and he still hadn't
called her. Dale was embarrassed he used the pills to seduce an older woman.
There was no way he wanted to begin a relationship with her. He wanted
something younger with a hard body but as horny as Joanie had been. Dale was
sitting at the beach and watching a thirty-something mother drag her young
child down toward the water. The young thing had a pail in his hand. There
was a shovel sticking up out of it. The mother was big and blonde - wide
hips, wearing a two piece bathing suit with the side cut up high so that half
of her ass was bare.
Dale imagined stroking his cock in and out of her ass while she bent over,
grabbing her ankles. His cock started to lengthen and thicken in his trunks.
He got up and wandered down to the ocean to get a better look at her. The
young boy was digging in the sand about ten feet from the surf line. Dale
glanced to the side as he passed her and headed out to body surf a bit. She
had nice big, tits. He could see her nipples poking against her top.
Ten minutes later, after catching two waves, Dale made his way back to the
shore. The cold water seemed to intensify his high. He'd smoked some reefer
on the way to the beach. What's new ? The woman was staring at him and he
smiled at her as he walked up the beach and sat back down on his towel.
Mother and son walked up from the surf and right towards him. Dale was
reading a book and hardly noticed them.
The woman stopped right in front of him and asked him, "Can you watch Greg
for a few moments while I go to the bathroom ?"
Dale looked up at her. She had that California look, clear skin, light
tan and he couldn't take his eyes off her tits. They were bulging over the
top of her suit. She squatted down and looked Dale in the face, "Well, could
you ?" Dale just nodded as his eyes bored into her groin. He could see some
blonde hairs escaping from the crotch of her bathing suit. His cock lurched
in his pants. Off she went and Dale had a hard time keeping track of Greg as
he ran up and down the hard packed sand that fronted the ocean. He finally
got up and shadowed the boy. Greg thought he was playing a game and ran down
the beach.
Dale finally chased him back to where his mother was sitting and found her
waiting for them. "A hand full, isn't he ?" She smiled at Dale. Dale smiled
back and then she continued. "Thanks..."
Dale couldn't take his eyes off of her after their exchange. Exchange, my
ass, Dale hadn't said a word. He was so fucking stoned - he could hardly form
a thought let alone express it. Twenty minutes later, Dale picked up his
stuff and headed for his car. The woman called out, "Thanks again..." as he
walked up toward the parking lot. He raised his hand in acknowledgment not
even bothering to look at her.
He got back to the yacht and immediately got into the shower. Boat
showers sucked. There was never enough hot water but Dale got used to it. He
was drying off when he heard her call, "Dale...Dale...You here ?"
He peeked out the head door and watched Joanie make her way down the
center of the yacht toward the master state room. Timmy must be right about
just giving it to them one time. She was wearing a skirt and blouse with
sandals. Involuntarily, Dale started to get a hardon thinking of the fucking
and sucking they did the other evening. He was still stoned and imagined
himself bending her over and fucking her ass. His cock got harder. He crept
out into the hall and moved down past the galley as Joanie slipped into the
master state room.
She had her back to him when he got to the door to the state room. "What
are you doing here, wench ?" He cried out. Joanie jumped and twirled toward
him. He rushed her and ended up on top of her on the bed. He was naked and
his cock was almost hard.
"Oh ! Don't, Captain...Please...Let me go..." She was giggling, almost
laughing.
Dale's cock got harder as he reached for his "T" shirt which was at the
foot of the bed, next to his boxer shorts. He sat up on her with his knees on
her arms. They were above her head, her breasts tight against her blouse.
She was struggling a little and it made his dick become fully erect. It was
bobbing in his groin as he tore his "T" shirt into strips.
"Ooohh ! Captain...Don't tie me up...I'll do anything you want. Please
don't hurt me !"
Dale tied her arms to the head board above her head then got to his feet
at the side of the bed. "Didn't I tell you...Never...Never...Never come back
here !" She was staring at his hard phallus and wiggling about on the bed.
He reached down and ripped her blouse open. Her bra encased tits poked out of
her torn blouse. He leaned down and kissed her hard on the lips. "I'm going
to fuck you until you beg me to stop, you wench !" Joanie kept struggling
against her bonds and giggling as Dale walked out of the state room to get one
of his magic pills. Joanie Baxter was going to get her brains fucked out and
she knew it. When he entered the state room after lighting a joint and
downing his magic pill, she was smiling up at him.
"Captain, you sure have a big cock !"
"Do you like big cocks, wench ?" He was laughing, pulling on the joint.
He dropped to the bed and ripped her blouse further apart. Her bra was too
sturdy and he couldn't rip it off her so he got to his feet and went to the
galley. He came back with a large carving knife and this was the first time
Joanie showed any fear.
He tossed the knife aside after cutting her bra where the cups joined.
Her tits were now bare and Dale started to suck on them. His hand crawled up
under her skirt and grabbed the crotch of her panties. They were damp and he
ripped them down to her ankles. Her legs were moving around as she struggled
to get free. The fear in her eyes being replaced by lust as Dale sucked on
her udders and slid his hand back up into her crotch.
His cock was painfully hard, rubbing against her bunched up skirt. His
fingers were in her, two at first...then three. Her cunt was a swamp, sucking
his digits into an inferno. Dale got to his knees between her legs and raised
her legs to his shoulders. When he bent her in two, his cock sliced into her
cunt and Jaonie screamed, "Ooooohh ! Shiiit ! Fuck me...Fuck me !" She was
wild beneath him, undulating her body up against his. His cock was pummeling
her smooth, shaved cunt. The two of them were sweaty in minutes and still
Dale pounded his hard pole in and out of her. She was throwing her head back
and forth on the bed, her hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks.
Her screaming never ended, least of all when Dale loosened a flood of
semen into her cunt. He could feel it ooze out around his cock as he kept
fucking her and fucking her and fucking her.....
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Frederick T.
hangten <an19164@anon.nymserver.com>
"You should have been here yesterday....." Bruce Brown - circa 1958 - 1961
"Slippery When Wet" or "Surfing Hollow Days" I can't remember.....
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