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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 Two
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
***** Chapter Five *****
Walter, Christina and Tanja were waiting under a cabana when Carol and I
finally got down stairs. I was carrying our cooler, packed with Pacificos
and
several sandwiches. Carol was carrying a plastic bag full of chips plus our
towels. I was surprised that they brought their daughter as I figured this
was going to be a free for all once we got to the island. Maybe they knew
the
youngster was a player - thoughts of mom and daughter flooded my mind. I
gave
the Dutch family a thorough briefing on how we were going to get into the
boat
and off we went. Carol and I had figured out long ago that it was easier to
get into the boat with four or five than it was with two.
As tradition dictated, I torched up a joint about half way to the
island.
I held the joint up for everyone to see for a few moments and got eye contact
with both Walter and Christina before putting the match to it. The five of
us
were very stoned when I yelled for Carol to drop the sail. We hit the beach
in usual Tamarack fashion about two or three knots too fast and everyone damn
near broke their necks before the boat came to rest on the shore.
Christina was talking with Carol as we set up camp. I was still
fantasizing about mother and daughter, getting a woody in the process.
Carol came over to me as I laid out my towel. "Ah...Willy, Christina
says
we just go topless. Something about Tanja that I don't understand and mom is
kind of being evasive about it. I think they're not too sure about us and
don't want their daughter running around naked with a strange guy scoping her
out."
I couldn't understand their concern and laughed. The young lady didn't
have much on the other night and I treated her just like any other teenage
girl I'd met in the last couple of years. I continued laughing as we laid
out
our towels and the girls stripped off their tops. I made a very concerted
effort to keep my eyes off Tanja. On the other hand, I openly stared at
Christina's tits at every opportunity.
She wasn't that well built - not even in Carol's league. Hey ! They
were
nice tits but nothing like Carol's. I concentrated on getting a tan as the
sun had broken out of the clouds. It was a nice day at the beach and I was
stoned.
After lunch, Christina asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. Tanja
accompanied us as we walked way down the beach. We kept walking and walking
and if I hadn't been so stoned and ogling their tits, I might have figured it
out. We arrived back at the boat about an hour and a half later. The sky
had
clouded up again and the wind was picking up. I wasn't a fool and wanted to
push off as my sailing expertise didn't include anything but fair weather
sailing.
I did some hot dogging on the way back to the mainland and beached the
boat perfectly after catching a small swell about fifty yards from the
beach.
Carol went up to the room immediately. I hung around and said good-by to the
Dutch family - certainly not the afternoon I expected.
When I got to the room Carol was lying on one of the beds in the buff
with
her legs spread. Her semen streaked pubic hair caught my eye. I just stared
at her crotch. "Want to tell me about it ?" I asked. She was nodding her
head when the phone rang. I answered it. It was Walter and he wondered if
we
could joint them for dinner in a couple of hours, just the four of us. I
accepted and then turned back to Carol. She was still lying spread eagle on
the bed but now had a hand in her bush, fingering herself.
"You guys hadn't got a couple a hundred feet away and I felt his hand on
my ass. Then it was in my bottoms squeezing my butt. I spread my legs a bit
and in no time at all he has a finger in me. I turn my face toward him and
he's pulled that faggy little suit of his down...Jesus ! Willy you should
have seen his cock. It was as big as the dildo I brought..."
"And then what happened ?" I asked as I dropped my trunks and separated
some pubic hair from the hardon that was growing out of my bush. Carol
started telling me as I climbed between her legs and filled her in one
thrust,
her legs up over my shoulders - she was bent damn near in two as I started
fucking her. She came in just seconds, her pussy stretched by Walter's large
cock and gooey with his semen. I kept pumping and finally came after about
three minutes.
We rolled apart and Carol continued. "He was uncut too, Willy, and I
love
a guy who isn't circumcised. He didn't last too long at all the first time
and I didn't come close to having an orgasm. Wow ! Was he pissed off,
telling me over and over that he was too excited by my beauty. Boy ! What a
line of bullshit. He just kept going on and on until I went down on him.
Then he couldn't talk. I must have sucked it for ten minutes or so until I
just had to get on and ride it. He lasted a good long time and I came like
crazy..." I was hard again. I was doing her doggie style as Carol related
how Walter had got to his feet while she was blowing him for the second time
and was really pumping it to her face when Carol broke off and turned her ass
to him. He fucked her like a mad man - doggie style..."Shit, we were
watching
the three of you walking back down the beach, way off in the distance." I
came a second time, my whole lower body writhing with my orgasm.
***** CHAPTER SIX *****
I was pissed I fucked her again - I probably wouldn't be able to get it
up
for Christina tonight. We showered and met the Dutch couple in the lobby.
Christina was nowhere to be seen, instead Tanja was with her father. Walter
explained that Christina wasn't feeling too good - a little Montezuma's
revenge, he thought. I told him about the pills Carol and I are taking and
Walter said he'd like to have some.
Dinner is uneventful. As we were walking back to the resort we passed a
video arcade. I was thinking what a terrific way to fuck up Mexico - fucking
video arcades. But Tanja wanted to play and I ended up staying with her as
Carol and Walter continued down the street. Carol turned her head and winked.
After twenty minutes or so of video insanity, I tapped Tanja on the
shoulder. "Aaah...Wana go get stoned ?" I asked her. She looked at me like
I was the village idiot. I pulled out my cigarette pack and slid a joint
half
way out. Tanja's face lit up like Times Square on New Year's eve. We were
cloistered in the room and out on the patio in minutes.
The joint was passed back and forth for a while. I was keeping up a
litany of talk, realizing that Tanja couldn't understand a word of it. She
laughed every once and a while and just smiled when I put my hand on her
thigh. I was about to take her hand and lead her down to the bedroom when
the
door bell rang. I got up to answer it.
Christina was at the door and started reading me the riot act - half
Dutch
and half English. She sent a string of Dutch down the hall, the only part I
recognized was "Tanja." The young girl squeezed past me and out the door.
Christina was backing away from the door when I reached out and pulled her
into the room. I had the door closed and her backed up against it in less
than a second.
I stood about a foot away from her, looked her right in the eyes and took
a hold of her arms just above the elbows. "What's going on here, Christina
?
Your husband fucks my wife's brains out on the beach this afternoon. Right
now, he's probably fucking her again with that big cock of his...And...I'm
supposed to sit up here and play with myself all night ? I don't think so,
Christina." I leaned forward and kissed her real hard, finally forcing my
tongue into her mouth.
She made some sounds and used her teeth on my tongue as I tried to french
with her but struggled very little. I slid my hands down to her waist and
under the half "T" shirt she was wearing. She was braless and I filled my
hands with her tits. The were no where near as large as Carol's but nice
little mounds of breast meat. Her nipples were erect and I could feel them
dig into the palms of my hands. I started massaging them. Her mouth opened
wider and her tongue came into my mouth to play.
I felt some stirring in my crotch but was sure that I was going to have
to
work at it hard to get it up. I laughed to myself thinking that Tanja would
have been a better incentive for me. I was up against her, grinding my
crotch
into her, my hands sliding down her back to her ass. I slid my hands inside
her shorts and forced them down her legs. She started to struggle a little
so
I backed away from her a bit. Her shorts were around her hips and I could
see
a bit of her pubic hair - yellow like straw.
"Christina, I just want to eat your pussy a little and then you're going
to suck on my cock a little. Carol tells me your husband loves to have his
cock sucked so I'm sure he won't mind. Carol's probably sucking that big
cock
of his right now. Mine's not nearly as big as his. I'm sure you'll like
it."
Boy ! Was Willy stoned ?!
I kissed her again and then slithered down to my knees, dragging her
shorts to the floor. She was wearing some sandals and I left her shorts
around her feet as I buried my tongue in her pubic hair. She smelled real
musky. I brought my hands up the back of her thighs and grabbed her ass
cheeks. I pulled them down and now she was sliding down the door, her legs
spreading before me. I played the rubber man with my neck and finally got my
face up against her cunt. She had a good thatch of pubic hair growing
there.
Nothing like Carol but nice and curly and all blond.
I got tired of the rubber neck routine and got to my back on the floor.
I
slid my head right under her crotch and grabbed her thighs pulling her pussy
right onto my face. She was squatting over me, her cunt lips spread a little
and I slid my tongue right up into the pink. Christina cried out, her legs
pushing her back against the door, her thigh muscles chorded. Her legs
slipped out from under her and she damn near broke my neck. I rolled her off
of me onto her side on the tile floor and kept my face plastered to her cunt,
my tongue snaking around, up and down her slit, occasionally tongue fucking
her for a few strokes. She was still crying out as her orgasm continued for
what seemed like minutes.
When she stopped moving about on the floor, I jumped to my feet and
helped
her up. Her shorts were still around her feet so I picked her up and carried
her to the bedroom. I placed her on the bed, stripped off my clothes and
pulled her shorts off. Her "T" shirt came next; I left her sandals on. I
rolled her over on to her stomach and began at her feet, licking the backs of
her heels, then ankles, the calves. There was a thick down of blond hair on
her legs. I was past her thighs and starting to nibble on her ass. It
wasn't
even in the same league as Carol's but I continued until I had her cheeks
spread, reaming out the small rose bud of her anus. She had a sprinkling of
blond hair surrounding her asshole and I started feeling a stirring in my
crotch again.
Her hips started to wiggle around on the bed. I poked two fingers into
her cunt and now she was bucking against them as I reamed out her asshole.
She came shortly and I was tired of eating her - time for some head. I
pulled
her to the end of the bed and then sat up by the head board with a leg on
either side of her. I reached forward and pulled her up so that her face was
right over my limp dick. She was on her hands and then got to her knees. I
guided her face down to my cock and she was mouthing me. Within just a few
minutes I had it figured out. Walter wasn't getting any. Shit ! Her
daughter gave better head than her mother and I was positive Tanja had never
sucked a cock before sucking mine the other night - well, maybe not
positive.
I'd never get it up this way.
I heard some voices in the entry way and Christina came off my cock in a
flash. I grabbed her by the hair and put a finger to my mouth. The door
opened and then closed. Carol called out, "Willy..," as she came through the
bedroom door. Christina was trying to get off the bed. Carol started
laughing while she started undressing. I watched. Christina was trying to
get dressed, blushing like crazy. Carol was naked and Christina was still
trying to pull on her shorts. Carol came up beside her, wrapped her arms
around Christina and pulled her down onto the bed. Christina was struggling
but didn't make a sound.
The two of them wrestled around on the bed until Christina finally
stopped
struggling. "Did you fuck her yet ?" Carol asked me.
"No, I think I over did it this afternoon with Mrs. Tamarack. How'd you
do with the stud this evening ?"
Christina just lay there on her side with her head in her hands, probably
wishing she could disappear. "Two more times. He was hornier than this
afternoon. Says his wife doesn't take care of him. Wants to see if we can
get together tomorrow."
We both just stared at the naked Christina. "She cum yet ?" I just
nodded my head. "You know Mr. Tamarack, you must give the best head in the
universe. Walter says he's eaten her for hours and she never cums. He ate
me
like crazy tonight...pretty good too...but hardly in your league." She
paused
and then began again, "Wana share..." She let the sentence and it's meaning
dangle in the room.
I nodded and Carol rolled Christina on her back. She brought her hands
away from her face and looked almost scared. Carol bent over and buried her
face in Christina's bush. I leaned over and started sucking on her tits.
She
struggled momentarily but then resigned herself to the fact that she was
going
to get the shit fucked and sucked out of her. In less than five minutes, she
came. Her shrieks filled the room and I fed her my cock to keep her quiet.
She used a lot of teeth and it was more annoying than anything but it kept
her
quiet.
Carol jumped off the bed and got the dildo out of her suitcase. She was
strapping it on as I wrestled Christina to her knees and kept her working on
my cock. She was getting a little better. I had a hand wrapped in her short
hair and was guiding her head up and down. At least she wasn't using her
teeth as much. When Carol got on the bed with the dildo sticking out in
front
of her, Christina looked back, bolted and rolled off the bed. We both
wrestled her back on to the bed. Carol finally got between her legs and I
helped guide the dildo into her.
Carol started slow but quickly picked up the pace. After about five
minutes of steady fucking, Christina wrapped her legs around Carol and was
fucking back. She filled the room with a combination of Dutch and English.
I
was getting turned watching the two of them fuck and squiggled on down so
that
they could both use their mouths on my cock. I was a ways away from being
hard enough to fuck either of them but the idea of fucking Carol while she
fucked Christina was turning me on.
Carol got off her and told me to sit up by the head board. Christina was
now eager to get to her knees and get the dildo back into her. I put a hand
on her head and she was sucking me while Carol fucked her senseless. I had a
mild orgasm as they both sucked me after Carol got tired of fucking her. I
couldn't remember whose mouth I was in at the time as I was alternating
between two very wet, hot cunts with my mouth.
***** CHAPTER SEVEN *****
Christina left about two or so. Carol and I slept late and blew off
going
to the island. We didn't see hide nor hare of Walter and Christina or Tanja,
for that matter, the whole day and I figured they probably checked out.
Carol
asked at the desk and was told, "No, they're still registered." An
uneventful
day passed and the next day we sailed out to the island. Our last day at the
resort. Carol knocked at their door early in the morning to see if they
wanted to go but got no answer. I tried calling them on the phone. Oh !
Well, win a few - lose a few.
That night, after a terrific day at "our island," sunbathing in the nude,
Carol and I resolved to spend a quiet evening in the room - sitting on the
balcony, smoking some hemp, drinking Pacificos and snacking on the left over
food in the refrigerator. We were both giggling and laughing at something
neither of us could remember when I spied Tanja looking through the
landscaping that separated our balcony from our neighbors.
"Well...Hello Tanja." I called out. Tanja put her finger to her lips
and
I shut my mouth. She crawled into the vegetation and crossed over into our
balcony. It was just getting dark, the horizon a real deep magenta with a
lot
of pink in it. Tanja sat down in one of the chairs and stared at the roach
in
the ash tray. I smiled, got up to take a piss and get another joint.
When I got back, Tanja was still staring at the roach. Carol said,
"Tanja
and her family went fishing all day today. She says that mom and dad are
busy
now in the bedroom, fucking." Tanja looked embarrassed when Carol mentioned
"fucking." The words must be similar in Dutch. Maybe she didn't think Carol
would tell me.
I started laughing. Carol lifted a leg and started rubbing my shin. I
reached for the roach and torched it. We passed the roach back and forth in
silence. Carol kept glancing at Tanja. Tanja didn't seem to notice but I
sure did and my cock was growing in my pants. We were well into the second
joint and higher than kites. I was kind of pissed as I brought several more
and would have to flush them down the toilet tomorrow. No sense trying to
get
a couple of joints through customs when I had about two hundred joints and
about half a pound buried at a beach in SoCal.
Tanja was wearing a pair of shorts and a bikini top. Her breasts hardly
filled the cups but I was dying to get her out of her clothes and into the
bedroom. I was positive that Carol wouldn't be able to keep her hands off of
her tonight and was eager to watch them get it on. I was damn near hard
enough to fuck her now. I stood, my cock clearly outlined in my shorts.
Tanja was looking right at it and I had to tap her on the shoulder to get her
to look at my face. I held out my hand and she took it and then looked over
at Carol.
I held out my hand to Carol and guided the two of them down the hall.
The
look of lust on Carol's face was priceless. My cock felt strong. When we
got
to the bedroom I pulled off my shorts and "T" shirt and got up on the bed on
my back. These two ladies were going to pleasure me a lot tonight. I wanted
to watch them undress. "Carol, take her clothes off." Tanja was staring at
my hardon. I was stroking it a bit.
Tanja's shorts came down first, followed by her top. She was a beautiful
young lady. Totally blond - not much pubic hair but waist long blond hair
and
thin as a rail. I bet her hips and waist measured the same. Her breast were
just small mounds of flesh topped with just a hint of areolae and nipples so
tiny that you could hardly make them out. Carol was naked and put her arms
around Tanja. "Kiss her, Carol."
I watched as Carol started at her neck and worked her lips and tongue all
over her upper back and shoulders. I could actually see her nipples harden.
What a contrast - Carol all tanned, with large dark areolae and nipples, a
dark, very hairy bush standing next to Tanja - all fair with little hair and
all of it blond. I was as hard as rock. I moved to the end of the bed and
buried my tongue in her navel. She went off, grabbing my by the hair and
pushing my face down to her crotch.
I pulled them both on to the bed and scrambled between Tanja's legs. She
spread them for me and I buried my face in her almost hairless groin. She
was
wet and gooey when I tasted her. I looked up and found her and Carol
frenching. Carol was feeling her breasts and Tanja was doing the same to
her.
I licked up and down her slit, alternating between tongue fucking her and
teasing her clitoris. She had thrown a leg over Carol and I had unrestricted
access to her cunt. I was fingering her and teasing her clit with my tongue
when she came. Most of it was Dutch but the words a woman makes during
orgasm
are almost international.
I was still hard and decided that now was the time. I slowly got to my
feet off the edge of the bed and crawled up between Tanja's legs. Carol
looked up and said, "Let me do it, Willy." I pulled Tanja's legs up to my
shoulders and felt Carol's hand on my dick. She rubbed the head all around
Tanja's cunt and then finally whispered, "Now...Willy." I pushed a little
and
was in one of the tightest cunts I've ever been in. It seemed much tighter
than the other night and then I was fucking her.
Tanja was screaming and shrieking. I was pumping my cock in and out of
her like crazy. She was hot, wet, tight, gooey...She was fucking great.
Carol's hand was on my shoulder, "Slow down, lover." I stopped pumping all
together and just gazed at the young woman below me. Her mouth was open
gasping for air, her eyes closed in concentration. I could feel her cunt
around me like a glove. I started fucking her again and didn't stop until
she
was screaming again and I was jerking and spazaming around on top of her like
someone had taken a cattle prod to me. I finally rolled off of her - spent.
My crotch felt like a nuclear explosion had gone off in it.
I rolled over in a ball and watched as Carol climbed between Tanja's legs
and began eating her. Tanja initially just lay there but in a few minutes or
so started to wiggle around on the bed. After the orgasm I just had I
figured
I was done for the night but now watching the two of them I wasn't too sure.
Carol was really chowing down on the young thing and yes...I was feeling the
stirrings of another hardon although it was far from a done deal.
Tanja was being quite vocal when Carol lifted her face from the young
lady's crotch. "Had enough rest, baby ?" I laughed as she rolled Tanja over
and pulled her to her knees. "I bet she'd love to suck on your cock,
Willy."
I laughed some more but scooted over so that the young lady's face was above
my groin. She didn't need any coaxing and gobbled up my soft dick. Carol
was
smiling, when I could see her face that is, as she took long swipes at
Tanja's
behind. "Oh ! Willy, you should see this beautiful thing's asshole...So
small and tight...And not a hair on it."
I could feel the blood rush to my cock and Tanja noticed it too as she
raised her head and smiled at me. I pushed her mouth back down to my cock,
her lips spread and she swallowed about four inches of me. Her head started
bobbing and I was in Nirvana. My hips started hunching up into her face and
Carol whispered, "Not to fast, lover. I know you want her ass and she's
almost ready."
Carol was kneeling next to her off the end of the bed and I was positive
she had a finger or two stuck up Tanja's asshole. I was just about hard
enough to consider it when Tanja spit me out and started filling the room
with
a torrent of Dutch. She was cuming again and Carol pumped her hand faster.
I
got off the bed and went to the where Carol was kneeling behind her. She had
two fingers buried in Tanja's asshole and was rotating them around and then
pumping them in and out of her. I was stroking my cock.
With her other hand Carol pulled my hand away from my dick and pulled it
to her mouth. Jesus ! Her mouth felt like someone had just cum in it. Her
tongue was running around my cock, lubricating it. Occasionally she'd spit
on
it and the swallow me again. Carol pulled me by the cock until I was
standing
behind Tanja's ass. I was mesmerized watching Carol's fingers disappear in
Tanja's asshole. She pump them in and out for a few moments, then bury them
in her and rotate her hand back and forth like she was stirring something.
I finally pulled her hand away from Tanja's ass and started to line
myself
up. Carol laughed and grabbed me by the wrist. I looked over at her as her
mouth encompassed my cock again. When she came off me, my cock was coated
with saliva. Carol took the base of my cock and as I spread Tanja's ass
cheeks, placed it against her anus. I pushed and slid up the crack of her
ass. I laughed. Carol coated my cock again with her mouth and then held me
against Tanja's hairless asshole. I pushed and the head of my cock popped
into her anus.
Tanja's head came up off the bed and she screamed. I pushed harder and
forced about three or four inches into her. The screaming stopped, replaced
by very heavy breathing - almost panting. I pulled out again and her
sphincter almost forced me out of her anus. I pushed again and buried myself
in her. Oh ! Jesus ! Her asshole was so tight. I started fucking her.
When Carol saw that I wasn't going to fall out, she got up and walked to
the head of the bed. She arranged herself so that Tanja's head was right in
her crotch and then scooted down as she raised her head. Tanja didn't make
much noise after that. She was too busy eating Carol's very hairy pussy.
Occasionally she lifted her head and uttered a string of Dutch but I figured
she was just cuming. Watching her anus with my cock sliding in and out of it
was just about all I could stand and with a mighty finish I had an orgasm
that
left me withering on the floor.
When I came back to the here and now Carol and her were going 69. Carol
had the cheeks of her ass spread and I could see her wide open asshole
spazaming open and closed as Carol reamed out her cunt.
***** CHAPTER EIGHT *****
I woke as we started our descent into LAX. I had a smile on my face and
Carol's head on my shoulder. I shook her awake. She woke with a start and I
whispered in her ear, "Have a big night...last night, Mrs Tamarack ?" She
smiled up at me and leaned over and gave me a big kiss. "I vaguely remember
you talking that young lady into fucking you with that big dildo of yours.
Was I just stoned or what ?"
"You must have been stoned, Mr. Tamarack." Yea ! Right, Carol. We
grabbed the first shuttle bus to John Wayne airport and called my parents.
By
six we were sipping margaritas at the Tamarack's and looking forward to
something other than shrimp. We spent a week in Newport Beach; shopping,
goofing and generally just fucking around.
It took us two days to build a frame for the mattress that I wanted to
put
in the back of the van. Carol kept asking, "...why it had to be so fucking
high ?" I showed her when we drove down to Pendleton and spent the night at
S.O. Ten. We cooked hamburgers on my new barbecue and drank beer until
sunset, then took a nap - woke at midnight and started digging. I told her
the story of the Vietnamese young lady who stowed away in the van when I came
down to bury the stuff. After we stowed all the growing equipment under the
frame, Carol found the money and the dope - then the VCR, the computer, the
camera and finally the tapes.
"You figure this is why the guy sent the Vietnamese chick with you ?"
I just nodded my head and started taking off my clothes. Even in the
cool
March air we had worked up a sweat and I wanted to go swimming. Carol
followed my lead and the two of us walked hand in hand down to the ocean.
After a quick dip in the sea, we ended up in the back of the van and made
love. Afterward Carol asked me, "You gona leave me here like you left her ?"
I laughed and whispered, "Not a chance, Carol. You give better head than
she did."
Carol grabbed me by the penis and whispered back, "Better watch yourself,
Mr. Tamarack. One false move and I'll have to chew it off."
We woke late in the afternoon and drove straight through to Las Vegas. I
felt better than I had in two years. I had totally forgotten about Connie
and
Rich, the drug bust, Wayne Montana, wandering around the country with my head
up my ass, my trip to the orient and most importantly my cancer.
Carol brought me back with, "Yo ! Willy...What the fuck ! Do you know
you've got a hundred and six thousand dollars and change in this B-4 bag ?
And what are all these video tapes of.....Oh ! Jesus ! They're not what I
think they are...Are they ?"
I laughed real loud and yelled into the back, "Probably...I didn't know
there was that much money there." I hadn't told her yet about my travels.
Carol climbed over the front seat. "Do I get to see the video tapes ? I
bet they're real nasty...Aren't they ? And where did you get the money ?"
I just laughed again and then in a very serious voice said, "You thought
any about getting your license and living in Las Vegas and..." I let it hang
in the air, not really knowing how to continue.
Carol snuggled up close to me and said, "...and...what, Mr. Tamarack ?"
"Well...You know...Living with me and working and..."
"You guys always get hung up on the and..." She leaned over and kissed
my
cheek. "What are you going to be doing while I'm working ?"
"Growing the most dynamite dope in the world and taking care of your
every
whim."
"Why do I have to work if you've got all this money and growing all this
dope ? Where'd you get the money ?"
"Like I said, Carol, it's a long story. Growing dope is a pretty laid
back life style and I think you'd get bored with it. Your real estate
license
would give you something to do to keep yourself busy. Like growing dope
keeps
me busy. If you can stay a couple of days in 'Vegas, I'll tell you the whole
thing but right now all I want to do is get settled in the condo and take
about half of these tapes to "Wildman."
"What's 'Wildman' got to do with the tapes ?"
"Another long story, Carol. How'd we get on this...I thought we were
talking about you coming and living with me ? Well...Can you stay for a
couple of days ?"
"I'll stay as long as you like, Mr. Tamarack. I think I have some things
to tell you also...before we see 'Wildman'...ok ?"
I reached over and rubbed her thigh. Carol kissed me on the cheek again
and the sign for Route 146 flashed by. It was close to eight when we pulled
into the drive way of my place. I had driven around the area for ten minutes
before finally getting to the condo - nothing suspicious. I hopped out of
the
van and went in the front door. In just a minute or so the garage door
started up and Carol drove the van into the garage. The condo smelled musty,
like no one had lived in it for a while.
I told Carol to open some windows while I sat at the breakfast room table
and wrote Mrs. Abernathy a note. I slipped out the front door and crossed
the
street to put it in her mail box. When I got back, Carol wanted to know
where
I'd been.
"Inviting a neighbor over to dinner tomorrow night. We've...I mean, I've
got to do some shopping tomorrow. I don't think there's jack in the ice box."
"We got time to watch a video, Willy ?" Carol had an impish smile on her
face.
I laughed and moved over to the stereo and started pushing buttons. I
was
surprised it all still worked. Being a stupid shit, I forgot to pull the
plugs in my haste to get out of town. I got all the shit working and then
plugged in a tape that I was sure Carol would remember.
The screen filled with static and then I watched a very nude Carol walk
into a room filled with mattresses. She was accompanied by two men, both of
them were sporting rather impressive hardons.
From behind me, I heard, "Oh ! Shit...I don't fucking believe it...Where
the fuck did you get this ?"
"You've seen it before, dear, or were you too stoned to remember ?"
"I usually am, when I'm with you." She was watching herself damn near
swallowing a very fat, uncircumcised cock.
I walked over to her, cradled her in my arms and kissed her. "Would you
rather watch 'Wildman' fuck a couple of teeny boppers ?"
She started laughing and we ended up on the floor, pulling each other's
clothes off. We finally made it to the couch and after we both came, Carol
said, "Can we watch 'Wildman' now ?"
We screwed again watching our friend, "Wildman;" the man, with a cock the
size of a small baseball bat, screw the fuck out of two teenage girls, cuming
all over their faces and pussies. I knew one of them, I'd fucked her in
Idaho
and I wouldn't mind meeting the blond. She was a nasty little bitch.
The video continued and Carol started telling me about her and "Wildman."
Oh ! So many years ago. It wasn't a very long story and I tired to stop her
several times but she kept putting her finger over my mouth.
When she stopped, I said. "Maybe I ought to put you over my lap and whip
your ass a bit...Is that what you want, Carol ? I don't give a shit what
happened with you and 'Wildman' way back when. Jesus...I've done the same
fucking shit. Did you forget that I was the third guy in that orgy we just
watched with you as the star ? Is this going to change things between us. I
certainly hope not and I hope you can go with me when I go to 'Wildman's' to
give him the tapes."
She shook her head back and forth and then up and down.
"Well, what is it ? You ok with this or what ?"
Carol told me she was ok with it and then I spent the rest of the night
telling her about the year or so I spent on the road. I didn't leave out a
thing; coming off the mountain after being fucked over by Rich and Connie,
the
bus trips, the cancer, Jamaica, the dope deal, Ogden and Lucy, growing dope
in
Idaho, the transcript scam, surfing my way down the coast, going to the
Orient, coming back to Las Vegas a couple of months ago with the young girls
and working the video arcades, meeting Erin when I got busted. Well, I did
leave out the part about watching Carol and Rich and Kyle plus the two black
make-believe cops. There was a lot of sex and dope and more sex and more
dope.
Carol was sleeping with her head in my lap when I finished. I laid down
next to her on the couch and grabbed some "z's." The doorbell woke us at a
little after one. I staggered off the couch, struggled into my clothes and
went to answer it.
"Oh ! Willy...I'm so glad you're back !" Mrs Abernathy exclaimed as she
threw her arms around me. "I just got the mail and your note. What can I
bring ?" I finally disengaged from her and told her nothing. I'd take care
of everything. I found Carol standing behind me just watching. I introduced
Dorthy to Carol. They were both very formal and I finally convinced Dorthy
that she didn't need to bring anything. She left after I told her that I'd
just as soon not have anyone know I was in town. She winked at me as I
closed
the door.
"How come you didn't tell me about Dorthy ? Eh...Willy...You giving
Dorthy a little cock every now and then ?" I chased her around the front
room
for a few minutes and then said, "Fuck it !"
To Be
Continued in
To Live Is Good
Part Three
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"Slippery When Wet" or "Surfing Hollow Days" I can't remember.....
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