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@(C) 1998 Frederick T. - Free electronic distribution is enthusiastically
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Disclaimer: The following material is intended for adults only, that is
people over the age of consent in whatever country they happen to live. This
material consists of the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual
experiences that are obviously pure fantasy. In other words: none of the
characters contract sexually transmitted diseases; nobody has bad breath;
nobody gets pregnant unless they want to; few of the characters have any
sexual inhibitions or hangups and if they do, they quickly lose them;
everyone
always has an orgasm and all the people live happily ever after. Now, if you
already live this type of life, I kind of wonder what you're doing wasting
your time browsing through a.s.s. ? I doubt you're going to find much new
among the contributions. But on the other hand, if you're still searching
for
this perfect world; you're probably as close to finding it here as anywhere
else. Remember though, we are all God's children and should treat each other
as such. It should go without saying; any resemblance between the characters
in this account and real people, either living or deceased, is purely
coincidental. And finally, if you would be offended by the fictional sexual
experiences and fantasies of fictional people then you are free to seek other
entertainment. As always, e-mail your comments to the usual.
The Travels of Willy Tamarack
To Live Is Good
Part One
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
*** PROLOGUE ***
Who is Willy Tamarack and what is he doing so far.....Well, he's a little
closer to home but the last time we saw him he wasn't feeling too hot. He'd
just finished two days of bowel prep for a Radical Retropubic Prostetecomy.
Is the fun meter pegged yet ? Let's joint him.....
The first thing I remember seeing is the wall clock in the recovery
room.
Eleven hundred hours. I also saw eleven-thirty. I vaguely remember being
wheeled through the hospital and up to my room but the situation awareness,
wasn't what you'd call good. I'm sure of that because all through out the
afternoon, I had visions of my mom and dad and Erin and Carol standing around
my bed talking and joking. Now, my mom and dad and Erin, I could believe.
Erin just saw them the other day but Carol, she was in Colorado. Anyway,
they
were a happy group. Boy ! Was this some good dope, I was getting, or what
!?
I'd have to ask the doctor what it was.
I woke for good at about 1800 hours. There was a black male nurse
rolling
my roommate over onto his side. The guy was making quite a noise. I guess
that's what woke me. When the nurse finished with my roommate, he noticed I
was awake.
"How you feeling, Mr. Tamarack ?"
"Call me, Willy...I've felt better."
He laughed. "Can I get you anything ?" I was thirsty as hell. The
nurse
told me only ice chips today. When he brought me the ice chips he told me
that I had some pretty good looking women asking about me. Maybe, Carol ?
Naw, didn't happen. He told me, I could have some juice tomorrow morning. I
sucked on the ice chips and watched the L.A. news for a bit and then fell
asleep again. I woke again at midnight. A small Filipina nurse was changing
my piss bag. The covers were off of me and it was the first time I saw the
catheter.
Fuck ! It looked like a garden hose coming out the end of my penis. The
tube was strapped to my leg and full of yellow urine. The bandages on my
lower stomach were blood stained. Oh ! Fuck ! Fuck ! Fuck ! What am I
doing here ?
***** CHAPTER ONE *****
Tuesday morning and I was up early, as usual. I got some juice for
breakfast and was eager for lunch until I found out that it would be more
juice. I'd have to pass some gas before I got any solids and the nurse told
me it would be at least tomorrow until that occurred. Shit ! I was supposed
to leave tomorrow.
The surgeon was in at 0645 with an entourage of half a dozen. He told me
everything had gone splendidly. I asked if he could tell if the cancer had
spread. The surgeon didn't think so but the pathology report would confirm
his suspicions. The surgeon removed the bandages and looked at the wound.
It
was swollen and crusted in dried blood with a drain coming out just below my
navel. I thought it looked horrible. The surgeon was very pleased. I
didn't
have the balls to ask him if he'd spared the nerves necessary for me to get
an
erection. The doctor didn't mention it.
After the doctor left, I got to wander the halls of the floor I was on,
dragging my piss bag and drugs on one of those poles with wheels. My parents
arrived at nine and at nine-fifteen, Erin walked into the room. She gave
me a
big kiss on the cheek. My parents spent most of the day with me. Erin
left a
little after eleven saying she had to go back to work. She left a card on
the
table and I didn't get around to opening it until after my dinner of chicken
broth and cranberry juice. I was fucking starving !
Dear Willy,
Sorry I couldn't stay but I had to get back to
Colorado and close on a house. The doctor was
real positive about the operation. I'm praying
for you. I wish you had told me about all the
complications that could arise from your cancer.
I would have loved to come out and helped you
through those last days but I'm sure you were in
good hands with Erin. She's a dynamite lady. If
you ever get out to Colorado give me a buzz.
Always, Carol
I struggled out of bed and went through my pants; looking for my wallet.
I couldn't find it and ended up at the nurses station asking about it. The
nurses assured me that I didn't have a wallet. My parents were there at 0900
again the next morning, to take me back to Newport Beach. They had my wallet
and I was adamant that I had to make a phone call before I left the
hospital.
I used my credit card to dial Carol's number. Nobody was home but I left a
message on the answering machine.
"Aaah...Carol...It's Willy. Aaah...Thanks for the card. Aaah....Can I
call you tonight ? Well, I'm going to call you tonight. I can't believe you
came all the way out here to see me. I'm sorry the S.A. wasn't to high.
I'll
talk to you tonight...I love you..."
I called that night, from my parents. We talked for an hour or so. I
told her that my week in Mexico started in early March and that I wanted to
take her up on her offer to nurse me through my recovery. She laughed. I
told her I'd would come get her in Colorado because we had some things to
talk
about. Carol asked me if I wanted to take Erin, too. She said it was ok
with
her. I told her I'd be more comfortable with just her.
The next eleven days were hell with the catheter in. I followed the
catheter management techniques I found on the net so long ago and struggled
through it. I have a couple of hardons with the catheter in and they are
painful as hell. The doctor calls on Monday and tells me the good news - the
cancer was confined to the capsule, he spared both nerves and wants to see me
next Monday to take out the catheter.
Erin visits almost daily. I'm anxious to get started with some physical
therapy but can't start until six weeks after the operation. The time
drags.
When the catheter comes out, my urine spills all over during my first piss.
In a couple of days though, I've thrown out the diapers and going in my
shorts
with no underwear. I start walking about five miles a day, with some snacks
and some water in a back pack. Erin got it for me. She also brought the
baggie full of dope that I left with her. I was back to getting high every
day and could hardly wait for February one.
I joined the local gym and on the first, start to lift weights. I've
lost
fifteen pounds and Erin says I looks great. One problem. I'm not getting
hardons any more. I become pretty depressed and smoke more dope. Nothing
seems to work. I have fantasies about all types of sexual situations with
the
same negative effect - a limp dick. Then one day at the gym I see a couple
of
teenage girls climbing the rock wall. I feel a stirring in my crotch. I
rush
to the head and in a stall, stroke my cock a little. Shit ! It might even
be
hard enough to fuck somebody with - definitely hard enough to suck on. I'm
stoked and call Erin with the good news.
The next day we hit the beach together for an afternoon of mischief. Not
real warm but we didn't care. We walked forever along the cliff side and
then
descend to the beach. We made out on a blanket but I was unable to get hard
and it's very frustrating to the both of us. We walk back to the brand new
van I bought and get in the back. I eat Erin until she comes and then she
goes down on me. I get partially hard and then cum just a minute or so
later.
The orgasm is really different - a kind of all over your body type of
orgasm.
Maybe like a woman has. Oh ! It starts in my crotch but really spreads out
and encompasses my whole lower body, making me jump around on the mattress in
the back of the van.
Erin lifts her head from my noodle soft penis and said, "That looked and
sounded like fun ! And look, mom - no mess !"
***** CHAPTER TWO *****
I left my parents home in late February and drove to Colorado. It took
me
two days. I stayed over night at the condo in Henderson without telling
anyone, not even Mrs. Abernathy. I got in late at night. Carol was home
alone. As soon as she answered the door, she threw her arms around me. We
slept together that evening, cuddling most of the night.
After Carol closed on a house the next morning; we were off. I asked her
if she was sure she was cool with this as I might not be worth a shit - right
away. I also asked her if she wanted to stop in Las Vegas and maybe we could
stay with "Wildman" for a night ?
"Willy, if I wanted to be with Gary...I'd have called him long ago. I
haven't done that. When I go to Las Vegas...I go to see you. If you want to
stop and see him that's ok with me but I'm here to be with you." We switched
off driving and drove straight through to my parents. It took us almost
eighteen hours. Both of us slept very little. We spent the whole time
talking - a little of this and a little of that. I even mentioned that maybe
she could think about taking her real estate license in Nevada and come live
out there. She asked if that meant that we'd live together ? I said maybe
we
could talk about that when we got to Mexico. We slept about twelve hours
after we arrived at my parents and went out to lunch with Erin the next
afternoon.
The lunch was kind of strained. Earlier I mentioned to Erin that Carol
thought it would be cool if she came to Mexico with us but Erin said that she
couldn't get any vacation time until later this year. I kicked myself for
bringing it up at all. Just who the fuck did I think I was ? I could hardly
get a hardon and here I had asked two ladies to share a week with me in
Mexico. In my best days I could hardly handle two - well, sometimes but I
usually had to get pretty kinky to do it. Carol stayed behind and talked
with
Erin as I brought the van around front. Erin gave me a big kiss on the lips
and then got in her car and motored out of the parking lot.
"Erin would have really liked to have come to Mexico with us. She was
just a little unsure about how things would go. I told her that you expected
her to visit when you got back to Las Vegas. You really want me to get my
Nevada license ?"
"I thought we were going to talk about that when we get down there."
She laughed, "Well, you know how it is sometimes when we party...We don't
talk too much..." She kept laughing.
We took the shuttle bus to LAX and flew to Mazatlan. SoCal had been
pretty cool, weather wise, so I was stoked when we got off the plane and it
was eighty-five degrees. We got to check right into our room and spent the
afternoon sitting out under the cabanas sipping Pacificos and swimming in the
Pacific. After a great shrimp dinner and a joint on the beach on the way
home, we ended up in bed. I tried like a champ but was very disappointed
with
my performance.
"Willy, I think you're trying to hard." Carol said after about an hour
of
oral sex. "You want to try something different ?"
"What do you have in mind ?" I asked. I was real depressed and had lost
most of my high. Carol went to her suitcase in the closet and came back with
an eight inch dildo with straps.
She stood naked at the end of the bed. "I want you to fuck me with this."
I started to shake my head back and forth when she threw the dildo down
on
the bed and crawled up next to me. She put her face was just inches from
mine, her apple size breasts dangling below her. Her nipples were erect,
dark
berries on her chest. "Willy Tamarack, I want you to fuck me with this
dildo.
I want you to make me cum like crazy and then when you're done fucking me I'm
going to suck your brains out through the head of your dick. Right now this
is the kind of sex we have to have. Maybe later things will get better but
right now this is it. Now, can this stupid macho game you're playing with me
and fuck me."
I looked into her eyes and saw that she was very serious about what she
had just said. As I got up, she smiled and watched as I strapped the dildo
on. She helped me adjust the straps and made sure that it was firm against
my
pubic bone. It looked grotesque poking out from my pubic bone at about a
ninety degree angle. She dropped back onto the bed and said, "I want it
doggie style, Willy." He legs were spread and she was running a hand through
her luxurious bush. Her fingers were sliding up and down her pink furrow.
Then she flipped over onto her knees and kept running her fingers in and
out of her cunt and up and down her pussy lips. I crawled up behind her and
licked her from asshole to cunt. Her pubic hair tickled my cheeks as I dug
my
tongue into her. She kept up a litany of expletives. Telling me how to lick
her and how good it felt.
"If you keep this up, I'll cum before you stick that big cock in me.
Come
on, lover...fuck me."
I rose up and grabbed the dildo with one hand, her ass with my other. I
rubbed the head of the dildo up and down her slit until she squeaked out.
"Fuck me, Willy." I then drove the rubber cock into her cunt. It was like I
shocked her with electricity. She started bucking back against me and soon I
had the entire thing buried in her, my cock dangling down below her pussy,
useless. I grabbed both her hips and started fucking the shit out of her.
It
didn't do much for me but let me tell you, Carol came about twenty times in
the next half hour, finally falling to the mattress, screaming..."Enough,
Willy...Enough...Stop...lover...Oh ! Stop !" I gazed at her cunt which was
clearly visible between the cheeks of her ass. Her lips were spread wide,
red
and swollen, her pubic hair cleared away from the half hour fucking I gave
her. I imagined it looked like it did after Gary fucked her or one of the
other guys she'd done it with. All we needed was a little cum in her pubic
hair but I wasn't able to do that any more.
The next morning we laid in bed for a while. We had planned to go to the
market this morning and then spend the rest of the day at the hotel.
Tomorrow
we were going to "our island" as we called it. Carol said she had another
surprise for me. I remembered the blow job she gave me after I fucked her
with the dildo last night. She licked my cock, my balls, my asshole. She
reamed out my ass for what seemed like an hour and I finally got hard enough
for her to suck me like a pro. It didn't last long and I was afraid to try
to
fuck her with it but she told me afterward that she thought it was hard
enough
to do it.
She came back from the closet again with a funny looking contraption.
When I started to protest she shook her head back and forth. She again stood
at the foot of the bed and put the contraption on the bed. She placed her
hands on her hips. It was one of those things you see in men's magazines
that
is supposed to make your dick bigger. "Are we going to have an argument
about
this too ? I went to a lot of trouble ordering all these toys. If after a
couple of tries with these things and we don't think they're working then
we'll shit can them. I don't know about you but that fuck you threw me last
night was fucking "A" great. You were hard enough to fuck me when I blew you
afterward and you know it...Let's try it !"
What could I say ?! I laid back and watched her as she positioned it on
my cock. For the first few minutes it didn't do shit. She told me about a
friend of hers who had to use it for her old man because he was into his
seventies and couldn't get it up without a little help. I asked how old her
friend was and Carol said she was in her forties. "Why...You want to fuck
her...She's got the biggest tits and loves it in the ass. She says this
thing
is good enough to get her husband up...it ought to be good enough for you."
I laid back and imagined my dirtiest thoughts. I thought back to the
first time I met Carol after we were out of the service - the hike we took -
fucking her on the rocks - I guess, I really just ate her and she blew me -
and then she played with herself on the way home and I carried her to the
bedroom and fucked her brains out. I could actually feel my cock get harder
and then Carol was taking the thing off and mounting me. She felt
fantastic -
warm and wet and tight. She just sat on me. "Well, Mr. Tamarack...How does
this feel ?"
"Fucking fantastic, Carol." She told me that she put a band around the
base of my cock and that her friend told her we shouldn't keep the band on
for
more than a half hour and or I'd become sore. I started fucking her like a
mad man. Fuck ! A half hour. Shit ! I never lasted that long before the
operation. Carol rolled off me in about ten minutes. I was just about
there.
She sucked me until I couldn't stand it any longer; took off the band and I
came in about thirty seconds. My cock stayed hard for a couple of minutes
after I came.
***** CHAPTER THREE *****
We shopped. We sat out by the beach. We swam in the ocean together and
drank until we were fucked up drunk, arguing politics late into the
afternoon.
Carol and I ended up eating in the room after we made arrangements to get a
sail boat the next day. Both of us were too fucked up to do anything
sexual.
We spent the next day at "our island" and ended up back in the room late in
the afternoon. Sun burned and tired, we headed down town for another shrimp
dinner.
We were stoned as shit after walking home and ended up on the patio.
Carol went and got the "pump," as she called it and I got hard again on the
patio with my pants down around my ankles. Carol pulled up her skirt and
fucked me in the chair where I was sitting. She had just cum and I was still
hard with the band around the base of my cock. Carol slithered to her knees
and with a combination of her mouth and tits had me jumping up and down in
the
chair within minutes. It was the best orgasm since my operation.
After a long rest, Carol whispered, "Fuck me with the dildo again,
lover ?" I got up and told her to wait a minute. I rushed back to the
bedroom and pulled my shorts off. I strapped on the dildo and then put my
shorts back on. I walked back out on the patio with my shorts tented, the
rubber cock never got soft. Carol noticed the bulge right away and got out
of
the chair and rubbed herself up against me. I ended up guiding her to the
railing of the condo patio, bending her over it and fucking the shit out of
her. Carol was quite loud and if I wasn't so stoned I might have noticed the
young lady, staying in the condo next door, watching us from her patio. She
was less than ten feet away, peeking through the bushes.
The next day we went back to the island but came home early as the sky
clouded up and the temperature dropped about ten degrees. We were out by the
pool, hitting the Pacificos again, when I noticed a young thing sunning
herself across the pool. I figured she was no more than thirteen, maybe
fourteen. She was sitting with her parents. They appeared to be European.
A
skinny, little thing but with a nice little body. Carol notice I was hunting
and crawled up on my lap.
"Would you like to fuck her ?" I started getting hard. I struggled to
my
feet and took Carol by the hand. I had my hand in her cunt as we rode up in
the elevator and ended up fucking her on the tile floor just inside the door.
Carol looked up at me as I got off her. "I think I like this no mess
Willy better than the previous model." We both laughed and headed for the
shower. After another shrimp dinner; we were back on the patio, sharing a
joint. Again I didn't notice the young thing peeking through the bushes. I
finally took Carol to the bedroom and fucked the shit out of her with the
dildo. Carol screamed and moaned and groaned throughout the ordeal. I had
done her about three ways from Sunday on one of the queen size beds in our
bedroom. She was getting ready to suck my brains out and had started licking
and sucking on my cock and balls.
I smelled the strong aroma of marijuana and looked up at the door way.
The young girl, I had fantasied about this afternoon at the pool, was peering
around the corner of the door, watching Carol working on my cock. She
finally
looked up at my face and found me staring at her. Her head disappeared
around
the door jam.
I pushed Carol off of my cock and got off the bed. My cock was limp as a
noodle but I was dying to see if she was still in the hall. I whispered to
Carol, "That young thing, I was watching this afternoon...I think she's been
watching us..."
Carol put a finger to my mouth and whispered, "She's staying next door.
I
asked at the desk. They're Dutch, her parents are about thirty-five or so
and
all blond. Did you even notice mom today ? She's tall and thin like her
daughter. I bet you want to fuck them both, don't you, Willy ?"
I kissed her and crept to the doorway. The young girl was leaning back
against the wall. The remains of the joint, Carol and I had shared earlier,
was lying on the tile floor still smoldering. She was wearing a terry cloth
bath robe. The front appeared open and she had both of her hands between her
legs. I slid out into the hall and made my way toward her. When I put a
hand
on her shoulder, she jumped, her head snapping toward me. I smiled my best
smile and leaned down to kiss her. Her hands came out from between her legs
and up into my face. They smelled of pussy. Her fingers were wet with her
cunt butter.
I held her by her wrists and licked her fingers - one by one. Her eyes
were closed. She was an adorable young lady - about five foot five with
short
blond hair. I stood in front of her and continued to clean her fingers off.
Her robe was open and I could clearly see the small mounds of her breasts,
topped with a very small, light brown almost pink areolae and nipples about
the size of a pencil leads.
As I licked her fingers, I allowed my gaze to fall to her pussy. It was
covered with a very light thatch of blond pubic hair that had just a little
curl to it. I dropped to my knees and buried my tongue in her belly button,
let my hands creep up the back of her legs and cup her butt. My cock started
to fill with blood and by the time I had my tongue in her pubic hair, I was
as
hard as stone. Now, the pecker wasn't standing straight up against my
stomach
like it used to. But there was no doubt in my military mind that I had a
boner poking out from between my legs and unless this young lady started
screaming her head off I was going to fuck her brains out with it.
My tongue was at the top of her slit, just starting to get a taste of
her,
when I felt her hands in my hair. She said something in a language that I
didn't understand and then raised her leg and rested her thigh on my
shoulder.
I crooked my neck a bit and was licking her almost hairless slit. She had
thick little cunt lips with just a sprinkling of straight blond hair covering
them. I slipped a finger into her from behind and started pumping it in and
out of her cunt. She was very tight and sticky wet.
I spread her labia and whipped my tongue back and forth across her
clitoris. Her legs tensed up and she started sliding down the wall. Her
legs
were shaking and spreading as she slid down the wall. I ended up on my back
with her partially sitting on my chest and face. My mouth hadn't left her
crotch and now I had unrestricted access to her cunt. I reamed my tongue
into
her and she came again, rubbing her crotch against my face. I finally rolled
her off me and found Carol standing in the hall watching us, a hand buried in
between her legs.
I helped the young lady up and guided her to the bedroom. Carol stepped
aside and let us past. My cock was still hard and sticking out in front of
me, bouncing with each step. The young lady crawled up on the bed and rolled
to her back. I climbed between her legs and felt her hand come down and wrap
itself around my cock. She gave it a couple of squeezes and then guided it
to
her wet, little cunt. I pushed it in and started fucking her like a crazy
man. She hardly made any noise, just some groaning, but Carol, standing in
the doorway, kept up a litany of, "Oh ! Yea ! Willy, fuck her brains
out...Faster, honey. I bet she starts cuming any second...Faster,
baby...Oh !
Oh ! Here she cums."
And she did, squeezing her legs around my middle and bucking up to meet
every one of my thrusts. I still hadn't cum and pulled out of her, my
hardon,
still that. I slid up beside her and placed my cock at her lips. Her eyes
were slits; her mouth partly open, still panting. I rubbed my cock all
around
her lips and then she leaned forward and took me in her mouth. Her lips felt
like feathers sliding up and down my cock and I could feel her tongue
caressing the head of my dick. I grabbed her head and started thrusting my
hips. I only lasted a couple of strokes or so and felt that she was somewhat
disorientated; I didn't pump a load of cum into her mouth.
I laid in bed for an hour or so with Carol and Tanja. One on each side
of
me. I didn't think I could get it up again but they both tried a little with
their hands and mouths. I could see the way Carol was acting that she wanted
to taste Tanja but didn't quite have the balls to make the first move with me
between them. Tanja's left about midnight after sharing another joint with
us.
***** CHAPTER FOUR *****
The next day was overcast so we spent it at the hotel. We bought Tanja's
mom and dad a couple of beers from across the pool, finally picked up our
stuff and spent the afternoon with them. Christina and Walter were their
names and they were both blond and beautiful. She wore a skimpy string
bikini
and he wore one of those bikini bottoms for men that I wouldn't be caught
dead
in but it did have a very definite bulge in it. Using a little English and
some of Carol's German we were able to converse fairly well. Carol
introduced
me as her husband, which surprised me but I said nothing about it.
She went on to tell Walter and Christina that we often went to the
island,
over there, to sunbathe in the nude. She pointed off to the west. Walter
and
Christina were very excited about nude sunbathing and wondered if they could
tag along tomorrow. Carol made it a date and was so hot when we got to the
room that she forced me to my knees in the hall way and had me eat her to
orgasm. We showered and headed down town for another excellent shrimp dinner.
That evening on the way home and after getting pretty ripped on the
beach,
we stopped at a night club and danced for a while. The place was crowded
with
young people and Carol talked about how depressing it was to be
thirty-seven.
I laughed and asked her how she'd feel at forty-nine.
Carol snuggled up close during a slow dance and whispered to me, "There's
a young guy over by the bar that keeps giving me the eye."
I looked over and saw a young Latino guy standing at the bar. He was
rather short but had the typical good looks of a young guy on the make -
dark,
wavy hair and well built with a smooth brown complexion. "He probably
figures
that I'm too old for you. Shit ! He probably wants to do all kinds of
perverted things to your body, Mrs. Tamarack."
She looked up at me and kissed me. "Do you mind, Mr. Tamarack ?"
"As long as I get seconds." I laughed.
"You wana watch ?"
"I don't think our latino friend will go for that..."
Carol interrupted with, "He'll go for it or go without."
She left me on the dance floor and walked right over to the young guy. I
found a table and sat. After fifteen minutes or so, Carol led him across the
dance floor and he held her chair as she sat. "Willy...This is Ernesto.
He's
a college student and likes to party." She had a smile plastered on her
face...a mile wide.
The three of us shot the shit for less than five minutes before we were
up
and heading for the door. Ernesto's English was excellent. He told me that
although he had never had sex with a woman while her husband was watching, he
assured me that he had pleasured many "Norte Americano" women. If my wife
was
as hot as he thought she was, it would be no problem. I got a semi walking
back to the hotel. Carol and Ernesto started groping each other in the
elevator on the way up and by the time I fixed three rum and cokes, Carol was
going down on Ernesto on the front room couch.
He had his head thrown back with his pants down around his ankles. His
cock was not that impressive though, just a little longer than mine and about
the same circumference. Carol sucked his cock like she was starving, sliding
her lips up and down his shaft and nibbling on the head. I just watched and
felt my cock grow in my pants. I torched up a number and sat across from
them.
Carol got up abruptly and started shedding her clothes on the way to the
bedroom. Ernesto had a disappointed look on his face when he stood, pulled
his pants up and followed her. I followed and by the time I arrived; Carol
was nude, spread eagle on the bed, playing with herself. Ernesto couldn't
get
out of his clothes fast enough, wasted no time climbing between her legs and
fucked her like a mad man for about ten minutes before coming to rest on top
of her. They were both covered in sweat, I could see the light from the
bathroom reflect off of both of them.
Ernesto finally rolled off of Carol and lay on his back. Carol attacked
his cock and in just a few minutes had him hard again. She rode him like a
crazy woman, pumping her herself up and down on his cock and then back and
forth. I stood at the end of the bed and watched Ernesto's cock fucking in
and out of the jungle of hair that Carol has growing between her legs. I
definitely had a hardon and could hardly wait for Ernesto to finish with
"Mrs.
Tamarack."
Ernesto lasted quite a while the second time. Part of that may have been
that Carol was on top and pacing herself. He finally could take no more and
grabbed her by the butt and pistoned himself in and out of her until he shot
another load into her. From the vantage point I had, I could see Ernesto's
cum seep out of her vagina and coat his balls. When Carol got off of him
there was a river of semen leaking out of her cunt. I had a ragging hardon
and was hoping that Ernesto was through for the night.
Carol asked me to get them a drink and the three of us shared rum & cokes
and a joint. I marveled at how good Carol looked naked. She had lost about
five, maybe ten pounds since the last time I had seen her - that night at the
cabin about a year and a half ago. The night she fucked and sucked Bruce and
Kyle and the two black guys that later posed as cops. In the back of my mind
I remembered I'd have to ask her about that.
Carol was lying on her back with her legs slightly spread. Her breasts,
although just a tad bigger than a hand full, were firm on her chest. Her
areolae were almost too large for the size of her breasts and a deep brown -
the nipples about the size of a pencil erasure, erect in the air
conditioning.
She had lost the weight in her hips and thighs, she was always pretty skinny
around the waist. Her navel was a deep one and I loved to ream it out as her
bush started just below her navel and was diamond shaped. Now, up by her
navel the hair was real sparse but noticeable; the closer you got to her cunt
the thicker and kinkier it got. She really didn't have a bush but a jungle
growing between her legs. Her pubic hair was dark almost black and long and
very curly.
Carol was up on an elbow with a hand on Ernesto's cock. As she started
stroking it, he pulled her on top of him. She slithered down his body and
with his cock in one hand, started licking the crown of his penis. "Come on,
Ernesto, my Latin stud, get it up for Carol again." She started sucking and
he started to get harder. Within five minutes he was pumping his cock, I
figured it to be about six inches, in and out of her mouth. She started on
top but eventually tired of that and begged him to do her doggie style. He
was an eager participant and lasted over twenty minutes. I timed him.
Shit !
I didn't have anything else to do.
They both came about the same time although Carol'd had several orgasms
before Ernesto filled her once again. "Ernesto, honey. Could you be a doll
and give me the rest of the evening with my husband ?" She was still on her
knees. Ernesto hadn't even pulled out of her yet. He got the big picture
faster than I would have and wiped his cum soaked cock on the bed spread then
dressed and split. I escorted him to the door and put on the chain.
My cock was twitching when I entered the bedroom. Carol was still on her
knees peering back at me. "Get out of your clothes, Mr. Tamarack and fuck
Mrs. Tamarack's brains out. I need to cum about a hundred more times; these
young guys always cum to fast. I need an old man to really give me a work
out."
My clothes hit the floor and I was up on the bed with a respectable
semi.
Carol motioned me up to her face and sucked my cock until it was as hard as
stone. Once again, it wasn't hard up against my stomach but poking out of my
groin at a ninety degree angle. I moved behind her and spread the cheeks of
her ass. Her crotch was flooded with semen, her pubic hair matted with
Ernesto's seed and sopping wet. She reached back between her legs and guided
me into her cunt. I couldn't believe how slimy and wet she was. As I pushed
myself into her, I actually heard a squishy noise. I bottomed out and
started
fucking for all I was worth.
"Ooooh...Yeaaaaa...Come on, Willeeeee. Fuck me...Fuck me...Faster,
lover.
Faster, honey. Ooooooh ! Aaaagh ! Fuck...I...I'mmmm cumming." I was still
pumping her like there was no tomorrow. My pubic hair was drenched with
their
love moisture, matted with his cum as I fucked her faster. I could feel her
cunt lips try to keep my cock in her as I dragged it out and felt like I was
ripping her apart as I forced my entire length into her. I was rapidly
approaching a tremendous orgasm when she dropped to her belly, breaking our
connection.
"My ass, Willy. Fuck my ass, baby. Come on, stud, pack my fudge,
lover."
I was on fire and yanked her back to her knees. Her hands came back and
spread the cheeks of her ass. My cock was coated with their love juices and
her asshole was hidden in a tangle of cum soaked pubic hair. I reamed my
finger into her ass. Her asshole gripped my finger and tried to prevent me
from removing it. I yanked it out and then pressed the head of my hard cock
on her anus. I grasped both of her hips and filled her with one thrust. She
kept her ass cheeks spread and I bottomed out.
Her asshole had swallowed me whole and then I started fucking her. She
immediately started screaming that she was cuming and I wasn't far behind.
My
orgasm started deep inside of me and spread out through my crotch and then my
groin. My cock was twitching in her bowels and I buried it to the hilt. I
felt her sphincter tighten against the base of my dick and I started cuming
again. I started fucking her again and then she started cuming again.
I was on my back. I knew it hadn't been long as I was still breathing
hard. Carol was on my chest. Her body was wet - with him, with me - I
didn't
care at the moment.
"Well, Mr. Tamarack...How was that piece of ass ? I'll have to tell you
that the guy who just fucked my ass off was a lot better than that young
latino stud who did me earlier. Maybe, I'm prejudice but..." And then she
kissed me.
To Be
Continued in
To Live Is Good
Part Two
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"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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