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@(C) 1998 Frederick T. If you're going to profit from this, please contribute
a portion of the proceeds 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.
Every Man's Fantasy
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
***** CHAPTER SEVEN *****
Time for phase two ! Rob could hardly wait until the next weekend. He
had it all planned out. There was this restaurant he frequented occasionally.
One of the waitresses flirted with him every time she waited on him. She was
several years older than he was, fairly short with brown hair but had a blouse
full of tit that wouldn't quit. Rob was dying to get a look at them and then
pump a load of cum all over them. One problem, she was married and Rob was
having a difficult time figuring out how to get her alone. He had no idea it
would be so easy.
Her name was Helen and she worked the afternoon shift. Rob would usually
drop by for a bite to eat before going to work at the pharmacy. The
restaurant, it was more like a diner, served great food. Rob always over
tipped Helen and several weeks ago started requesting her by name, saying he'd
wait if her tables were full. She was very appreciative and would spend a lot
of time making sure that Rob had everything he wanted. The place didn't serve
alcohol though; so today, Rob casually mentioned that he sure would like a
drink as he didn't have to work tonight.
Helen Baxter thought, "It's about time. I've been flirting with this guy
for several months now." Helen knew that she looked at least five years
younger than her fifty-one years. That and the fact that her bust measured
forty-two inches plus the "D" cup bras she wore, usually allowed her to bed
just about any young guy she wanted. Her old man was a couple of years older
than she was, had a beer belly the size of a pregnant woman and a penis the
size of a vienna sausage. She had lost interest in him a long time ago and had
discretely bedded quite a few young men over the years. She liked 'em young.
The younger the better.
This "Rob" looked about twenty-eight, maybe thirty. She loved the look on
their faces as she was getting out of her clothes and they got a peek at her
tits. Oh ! They sagged a bit but what do you expect for a middle-aged woman
with gigantic tits.
"Well, honey." She always called them "honey." "I know a place down the
street here, that serves pretty good drinks. I'm off in a half hour and I
could show where it is ?"
Rob laughed to himself. "Sure, Helen. I'd really appreciate that."
The half an hour passed quickly and the two of drove down the street in
Rob's car. It was a dark place and they were soon seated in a booth, sipping
beers. Rob was excited just looking at her. Her breasts were huge and she
had rubbed them against him as she slipped by him into the booth. He'd
decided to wait until they got to the motel until he took his "Sex" but had
palmed her's into her beer as soon as they sat down. Right away he noticed
the increased perspiration on her upper lip. When she started squirming
around in the booth, Rob made his move.
"Helen, I slipped a little something in your drink. It's going to make
you hronier than you've ever been in your life. I'm going to take it, too and
I'll have a hardon for a couple of hours. Think you can handle it ?" He
said. When she looked over at him with that goofy look on her face, Rob knew
he had scored. He slid out of the booth and held out his hand. "Maybe we
should go someplace a little more private, Helen ?" She took his hand and
off they went to the "Shady Lane" Motel. Rob had a visible boner in his pants
by the time they got in the car.
Helen couldn't believe how horny she was. It had been a long time since
she'd had any illicit sex but not that long. She tried to think back to the
last time she'd fucked a young guy as they walked to the car. She looked over
at Rob and then almost tripped when she noticed his hardon. Jesus ! It
looked a foot long growing down the leg of his pants. She wanted to reach
over and grab it. Maybe she would when they got in the car.
Rob opened the door for her and then ran around the other side to get in.
He adjusted his boner so that it wasn't growing down the leg of his pants and
got in.
Helen reached across the console and put her hand on his cock, squeezing
it a little. "Got a pencil in your pocket or are you just glad to see me ?"
She giggled.
Rob laughed, "Sorry, Helen, I left all my pencils at home. You like big
ones ?"
"Oh ! Honey, I love big ones. And...Boy ! Do I have my hand on a real
big one, right now !" Jesus, he was hung like a horse - at least eight
inches, maybe more. "Where are we going ?"
"Someplace where you can get as much of that as you want, Helen. Is your
pussy all hot and juicy ?" Rob laughed at the way they were talking to each
other. It was just like the porno movies, he'd watched.
Helen kept stroking his cock. It was as hard as steel. She wondered back
to the last time she'd had a guy with a cock this big. It was the first guy
she fucked behind her husband's back. She was working as a cocktail waitress
in a bar - ten, maybe fifteen years ago. The bar tender was about her age and
they were always flirting with each other. He kept telling her that if her
husband wasn't careful, he'd steel her away from him. She knew he wasn't
serious but was just interested in her breasts. She didn't care and teased
him with them at every opportunity. She'd rub up against him and lean over
the bar so he'd get a good look at her cleavage.
One night near closing, she was delivering drinks to a couple and noticed
that something was written on the cocktail napkin under one of the drinks.
She replaced it with a new one and read what was on the napkin as she headed
back to the bar. The note said, "In the storage room - now." She looked up
and found the bar tender smiling at her. She looked over at the storage room
door and saw that it was open. She headed in that direction. He came from
behind the bar and followed her.
Once inside she turned and waited for him. He looked around outside, then
quickly entered and closed the door. He leaned back against the door and
started undoing his slacks. "This won't last long but after work tonight I'm
going to fuck you until you can't walk. Pop your tits out of that top. I
want to see them."
She remembered how hot she was...And then when the guy dropped his slacks,
she saw his cock. Her hands couldn't move fast enough. She had her blouse
open and pulled her strapless bra down so that he could see her tits. He
walked over to her with about an eight inch cock in his hand, stroking it and
buried his face in her cleavage.
Before she knew it; he had turned her toward the wall, had her skirt up
over her rump and was pulling down her panty hose. He reached in between her
legs and rubbed his hand against her hairy mound. She pushed her butt back
toward him. "Helen, you've got a real hairy pussy here." His hand came away
from her bush and then she felt him slide a finger into her cunt. She moaned
real loud. "You've got a real wet cunt, too. And I'm going to make it a lot
wetter, baby." She felt his hands on her hips and then felt his cock head
poking around between her legs. She reached down between her legs and guided
him into her cunt. He started fucking her immediately and within five minutes
they both started cuming. His cream matted her pubic hair and rolled down her
thighs as they rested against each other. She ended up spending the night
with him, telling her husband that she was working a private party after
closing up. The bar tender fucked her six times that night and the next
morning. She couldn't get enough and ended up fucking him on and off for over
two years.
Rob closed the door to the motel room and wandered over to the window to
see if they were noticed. He'd taken the pill as soon as he got in the car,
swallowing it without any liquid. She'd been stroking his cock at the time
and didn't stop until he got out of the car. He turned and faced her, his
hardon tenting his slacks. Helen was sitting on the edge of the bed with her
hands behind her back dragging down the zipper of her waitress uniform. She
saw his eyes light up when her bra encased tits came into view.
Rob couldn't take his eyes off her bra covered tits. Jesus ! They were
huge, bigger than he thought. Breast meat was escaping over the top of the
cups. Rob's cock was throbbing in his jeans and he started to unbuckle his
pants. She was standing now dropping her uniform to the floor. She was
wearing a girdle with panty hose and was struggling to pull the girdle off.
Her tits were jiggling with each of her movements. When she stepped out of
the girdle, Rob could see the "V" of her pubic hair, dark at the crotch of her
panty hose. Rob was stepping out of his slacks as she stripped off the panty
hose. His cock was painful in his jockey shorts.
Helen reached back behind her and unsnapped her bra. This was the part
that she enjoyed the most and she wasn't disappointed. Rob's eyes opened
wide as her tits came into view - large melons of flesh, topped with huge,
brown crinkley areolae and nipples the size of nickels. She held them, one in
each hand, the breast meat over flowing her hands. Rob froze, his jockey
shorts almost to his knees. His boner was free and hard up against his
stomach. Helen was drooling, it looked so good - long and hard. She could
hardly wait to get it between her legs, feel it pounding in and out of her
cunt. She leaned back on her arms, brought her feet up onto the mattress and
spread her knees, giving Rob an unrestricted view of her curly brown bush.
Rob finally got his shorts off, stripped his shirt off and moved toward
the bed. His cock was harder than he ever remembered. He stroked it a bit.
It was almost hot to the touch and throbbed in his hand. He had a hard time
deciding whether he wanted her to suck it or whether he wanted to bury it in
the jungle of hair she had growing between her legs. He was at the end of the
bed, just gazing at her pubic hair covered crotch. That was the last thing
Robert Trancas remembered that afternoon.
Helen laid on her back and kept her legs spread wide as Rob approached the
bed. She wanted his cock so bad. She couldn't ever remember being so horny.
Her tits were like over ripe fruit, her areolae and nipples swollen with
desire. She knew her vagina was wet with her cunt butter and could hardly
wait to feel his pole slide into her. He reached for her thighs and drew her
to the edge of the bed. She reached up and captured his cock in her hands.
It was hot and throbbing. He leaned over her and she guided him to her cunt.
His first thrust was like a bomb going off in her crotch. She remembered
screaming but if he heard her he didn't do much - other than ram his cock in
and out of her non-stop for over thirty minutes. He came twice but never got
soft, just kept ramming that hard bone of his cock in and out of her.
She felt herself get slick with the semen he pumped into her but that only
made him fuck her faster. She was covered in sweat. She could feel his sweat
dripping onto her. His eyes were closed as he thrust himself in and out of
her. God ! He was fucking her like she had never been fucked before.
Now he was out of her, pulling her by the hair. Her face against his cum
soaked cock. It was still rock hard and hot. It was in her mouth. She was
sucking him. No...He was fucking her mouth. She was choking on it. She
tried pushing him away but he over powered her and then he was cuming again
and filling her mouth with semen. It was dribbling out of her mouth as he
continued to pump his cock in and out between her lips. He wasn't getting
soft and for the first time Helen worried. He might fuck her to death.
Before she knew it, she was on her knees with Rob behind her fucking her
like a mad man. Slap...Slap...Slap...Slap...Slap. Their wet bodies kept
slamming against each other. Helen started cuming shortly after he entered
her doggie style and couldn't stop. He was screaming out another orgasm and
she felt his cum drenching her insides, dribbling out of her cunt. She tried
pulling away from him but he had her firmly by the hips. She ended up on her
stomach with him pounding her into the mattress - his cock never left her sore
vagina.
He finally got tired of fucking her cunt and pulled out, only to lift her
to her knees and then poke his cock against her asshole. The head of his cock
popped in and now he was pounding his dick in and out of her bowels. After
the pain receded, she started cuming again. The guy behind her filled her
asshole with gobs of cum and when she got slick with his semen, he pounded her
harder and faster. Shortly after Rob came in her anus, Helen passed out.
That didn't stop the fucking though.
It was dark when Rob woke. He was lying on the floor. He was disoriented
and was up on his knees before he remembered where he was. Rob looked up on
the bed and found Helen lying on her side, her knees drawn up under her chin.
He crawled to the wall and turned on a light. Oh ! Shit ! The inside of her
thighs and ass were covered with blood. He looked down at himself and found
his stomach and crotch covered with blood also. Oh ! Fuck ! What happened ?
Rob couldn't remember a thing after he sank his cock into her. He rushed to
the bathroom and washed himself, dressed and then slipped out of the motel
room. It was eleven-thirty when he reached his apartment. He considered
packing up and splitting but decided that he should think about it a bit
before doing anything drastic.
***** CHAPTER EIGHT *****
Helen woke about midnight and found herself covered in blood. She wasn't
too concerned. At her age, her periods were some what erratic so she figured
the blood was from her menstrual cycle. She was more concerned with the pain
in her vagina and anus. Nobody had ever fucked her until she was sore before.
Her tits were also swollen and painful to the touch which reinforced the
thought that her period had arrived while the young guy was fucking her brains
out. She vaguely remembered his name was Rob. God ! What a stud !! The
blood probably freaked him out and she was pissed that her period picked this
time to come. In several days, the soreness went away and she was looking
forward to seeing Rob again. Unfortunately for Helen, that would never happen.
Rob called in sick to work for three straight days. He was terrified and
didn't know what to do. He finally mapped out a plan. Now he had to find the
courage to follow through. He showed up to work on Wednesday evening but not
before spending about three hours down the block from the diner. He drove by
it probably twenty times before he realized that he was being stupider than
shit driving by so many times. He swore he could see Helen walking about
inside the diner as usual, waiting on tables. When he got to work he called
the diner and asked for Helen. When a woman said, "This is Helen," Rob
freaked out and hung up the phone.
Well, at least she wasn't dead. Rob was very concerned about not being
able to remember what happened. Not much he could do about it though. He
blew off any further testing until....? Until...When ? Rob didn't know. A
month went by. Rob cut the dosage of the formulae, he took, but couldn't
bring himself to try it again. Shit ! What if it happened again ???
Another two weeks went by before Rob found the courage to test the formula
on himself again. It happened almost by accident. Oh ! Sure, he was still
trolling bars and every once and a while would see someone he'd really like to
fuck but never had the courage to make a move. He was in a dimly lit bar in
Manhattan Beach. He'd found that the beach cities of the South Bay attracted
a lot of hot looking ladies. He was watching and fantasizing about a couple
who had entered the bar just after he arrived. She was real good looking - a
big boned blond with nice looking hooters. The guy didn't seem that
interested in her, talking on a cell phone. Rob laughed to himself, thinking
that the guy was probably tired of fucking her.
Rob was watching their reflection through the mirror behind the bar. They
were in a booth and appeared to be arguing about something while the guy
talked on the phone. All of a sudden the girl got up, leaned across the table
in the booth and in a very loud voice told the guy to go fuck himself. She
stomped up to the bar and ordered a tequila shooter. She was standing a
couple of bar stools down from Rob.
Rob watched her friend get slowly out of the booth and make his way to the
bar. She noticed him also and turned to face him. In a very gentle, quiet
voice, he told her that if she was half as good in bed as she looked, she'd be
the best piece of ass in the world. He turned and walked out the door. Rob
watched her through the mirror as she turned back to the bar. He was thinking
that "Sex" would make her "the best piece of ass in the world" and nodded to
the bar tender to set her up another shooter. She had just downed the one
she'd ordered.
When the bar tender set the next one on the bar, the lady gave him some
shit about not ordering it. The bar tender nodded at Rob. The young blond,
she appeared to be in her mid-twenties, slid the drink down the bar to Rob
saying she didn't need "fucking guys" to buy her a drink. Rob just nodded and
let the shooter sit on the bar for a second or two. When she ordered another
shooter, Rob asked if she would buy it from him as he couldn't stand tequila.
She said something about him being a "wimp" but shoved a five down the bar
toward him and let the bartender move the shooter back to where she was still
standing.
Rob ordered another coke and watched her down the tequila. "Down the
hatch, honey." He thought, "In a half hour or so, you're going to be so hot
to trot, you'll fuck the chinese army." He laughed as the bar tender brought
him his coke.
The bar was too dimly lit for Rob to see the perspiration build up on her
upper lip but saw her wipe it with the sleeve of her blouse a couple of times.
It appeared to Rob that the bar stool, she was now sitting on, was getting
warmer and warmer as she started to move about on it as if she couldn't find a
comfortable position. Shortly after that she left for the rest room and Rob
was convinced she was in there, playing with herself. He was just about to
leave the bar and go check on her when she appeared at the back of the bar.
Rob hopped off his bar stool and made his way to where she was standing.
She was just a bit shorter than he was, her breasts pushing against the fabric
of her blouse like the nose cones of rockets. Rob could hardly wait to get
them out in the open and cum on them.
He leaned down to her ear and whispered, "I don't believe a word your
friend said. I put something in your drink that's going to make you the
hottest piece of ass this side of the Mississippi. Let's go." She looked
disoriented. Her blouse was not totally tucked back into her slacks and she
had that goofy expression on her face. She was having a hard time focusing
her eyes on Rob's face.
He took her hand and led her out of the bar. He hadn't planned on scoring
so consequently had no motel room rented. She hadn't said a word since
leaving the bar and Rob was cruising into Redondo Beach before he spotted a
place that looked cheap. She just sat in the passenger seat, wiping her upper
lip every once and a while and giving him that goofy look as they drove down
Pacific Coast Highway.
It was a little after five when Rob came out of the motel office and
guided her to the room. She went and sat on the bed as he checked out the
window through the curtains. When he turned, she gave him that goofy look and
he popped "Sex" into his mouth. He was surprised at his confidence. He was
positive that this test was going to be much better although he had no real
reason to believe it would be. He moved over to her and stood in front of
her. His cock was starting to get thick in his jeans just thinking about what
they were going to do.
He placed his hands on her breasts. They were nice and large, nothing
like Helen's but real nice, big tits. He could feel her nipples harden
through her blouse and bra. "What's your name, honey ?"
Her mouth opened but she had a hard time forming the word. "Silvia,"
finally escaped from her mouth.
"Well, Silvia, we're going to fuck up a storm this evening." He started
unbuttoning her blouse, finally pulling it all the way out from the waist band
of her slacks. He pealed it off of her, reached around and unsnapped her bra.
He looked at the label...thirty-six, with a "C" cup. Not bad, he thought.
"You've got nice tits, Silvia," Rob whispered as his hands massaged her breast
meat. Her tits over filled his hands, her areolae a light brown, almost pink
- - her nipples hard little pebbles in the center of each, about the size of
pencil erasures. He leaned down and sucked one into his mouth and ran his
tongue around her areolae and nipple. Silvia moaned.
Rob stood her up and while still sucking on her tits, going from one to
the other, unzipped her slacks and drew them down her legs. Her panties came
down with her slacks and when they were past her knees, Rob reached up between
her legs and felt her cunt. It was warm and humid between her legs. She
didn't have a lot of hair and he could feel her cunt lips easily. He slid his
hand back and forth between her legs until he felt her hips begin to move back
and forth against his hand.
His cock was getting painful in his jeans so he pushed her back onto the
bed and stripped off her shoes, slacks and panties. Her bush was a dark brown
color with a lot of her white skin showing through it. Rob un-did his jeans
and stepped out of them. He wasn't wearing any underwear and his boner sprang
out of his jeans as soon as he lowered them. He was about three quarters hard
and could feel himself strengthening with each passing second. He wondered if
it was the "Sex" or just his natural desire to fuck the shit out of the young
blond sitting on the edge of the bed.
He stripped off his shirt and got to his knees in front of her. Her eyes
were glued to his penis and he stroked it a couple of times as he got to his
knees. Rob wrapped his arms around Silvia's hips and pulled her to the edge
of the bed which put her tits right at face level for him. He started chowing
down on the young lady's nice looking knockers as he massaged her hips and ass
and rubbed his boner against her knees. Her legs came apart on her own and
Rob allowed his hands to travel between her legs. She was not tight at all
and he easily filled her cunt with three fingers. Silvia was making a lot
more noise now, moaning and panting almost constantly.
Although his cock was painfully hard, Rob wanted to eat her a little
before he fucked her. He pushed her back onto the mattress and licked down
her stomach to her sparse bush. He cleared the hair away and then spread her
labia apart. He really wanted her to beg him to fuck her and was pretty sure
she would. Her cunt glistened in the light coming through the drapes. Her
clitoris was a very small nub, high up between her labia and Rob swiped at it
with his tongue several times. Each time his tongue came in contact with it
she tensed up, the muscles in her thighs chorded up and her belly got real
hard and flat. Rob buried his face in her loins, feeling her slickness on his
cheeks and lips and sucked as much of her cunt into his mouth as he could.
Her hips bucked up into his face and she screamed. Her hands were in his
hair, pulling his face against her spread labia and cunt.
Rob kept working his tongue around her wet meat as if he couldn't get
enough. It was driving her crazy and he loved it. His cock was as hard as
stone as he ground it against the edge of the bed. He felt none of the
sensations that usually accompanied his orgasm, was sure he had the formulae
right and would be able to fuck this young lady until she couldn't walk.
Time to have Silvia suck his cock. She had quieted down a bit but was
still moving her hips around on the mattress. Rob stood and reached for her
shoulders. He got her to a sitting position and rubbed his cock against her
cheek. She gave him that goofy look and he laughed out loud. "Time to suck
my cock, Silvia." He was tracing her lips with his cock head. When she
didn't open her mouth, he forced the head of his penis against her lips until
she finally allowed him to enter. He could tell that she was nowhere near as
experienced as some he'd had in the past. She hardly used her lips on him and
her tongue was dormant in her mouth.
He grabbed her under her chin and started to slide his cock in and out of
her mouth. Her lips got wet with her saliva and soon Rob had a pretty good
rhythm going. His orgasm surprised him but that was nothing to what it did to
Silvia. When the first spurt shot out of his cock, she started choking and
damn near bit his cock in two. He pulled out and the next spurt hit her right
in the left eye. She fell back on the bed trying to escape the cum shooting
cannon in her face. Rob grabbed his cock and stroked the next two spurts all
over her stomach and pubic hair. He was still as hard as stone. He inspected
his penis and could see the red marks where she bit him.
He was up on her stomach in seconds and rubbing his cock against her chest
and tits. He told her to push them together as his cock was slick with some
cum and her saliva and he wanted to fuck her tits. He could feel another
orgasm approaching and finally got her to press her tits together just as he
shot another couple of spurts into her cleavage. Before he knew it he was
between her legs and buried in her cunt. He was raising and lowering his hips
like a machine, just fucking the shit out of Silvia. She was back to moaning
and groaning as he pumped his hard, swollen cock in and out of her cunt.
It was almost like he was watching a porno flick. He felt somewhat
detached from the scene he was witnessing. He started cuming again after
about ten minutes of hard fucking but just kept pounding his dick in and out
of her. She was making quite a racket and rolling her head back and forth on
the mattress, pounding her fists against his arms and back. He felt like he
should have to rest but didn't feel tired plus his dick was still hard as
stone. He kept fucking her and only stopped when he tired of being on top.
He rolled her over and yanked her to her knees. Her cunt was swollen and red
as he guided his cock to her opening. There was semen drooling out of it and
Rob rubbed his cock in it before filling her. He started fucking her again
and didn't stop until he came again. Still he couldn't stop, rolled her over
again and forced his cock into her mouth while he lay beside her. When he
came for the fifth time, most of his semen slowing drooled out of Silvia's
mouth as he rolled away from her.
Rob thought he might be finished but his cock had different ideas and soon
he was back between her legs, fucking her brains out. He couldn't control his
penis and had to keep fucking. It was well after midnight before Rob was
finally in control of his faculties. He'd been sleeping. He didn't know for
how long. He looked over at the blond lying next to him in bed and almost had
the desire to fuck her again until he felt his cock start to fill with blood.
It was very painful and getting more so with each passing second. He hopped
up off the bed and headed for the bathroom. He forced himself to take a piss
while he inspected his cock. It was covered with dried semen, the head a raw
looking, red color. He stroked it a couple of times after he finished
pissing. It was mother fucking sore as shit. He was dressed and out of the
motel room in under five minutes.
***** CHAPTER NINE *****
Rob was very pleased with this experiment but still felt he had to be in
more control of the situation. He might hurt some lady and he honestly didn't
want that. He just wanted a good couple hour long hardon. He wondered how
many times he came with Silvia. Her cunt and ass were covered with dried
semen; as were her tits, lips and cheeks. Shit ! She even had dried cum in
her eyebrows. He cut the formulae a bit and was eager to try it out again.
He'd have to wait though until his cock didn't hurt so much when he got a
hardon. Two days after he fucked Silvia, he woke with a morning hardon that
was so painful he had to will it away. Jesus, he could hardly walk. He
laughed. If only every guy had such problems.
It was late Friday afternoon and Rob was just entering the Safeway near
his apartment. He was wandering the isles doing his shopping. He planned to
go out tomorrow night and try test number three. Really the afternoon was
better he thought. In the back of the store, there was one of those little
tables set up that offered people samples of some new item the store was
introducing. It was juice of some kind. Rob was thinking of trying it when
he spied a terrific looking lady, maybe ten years younger than he was. She
had a great looking body, short dark hair and dressed in a long flowing,
belted dress. The dress came down to her ankles so in reality, Rob couldn't
tell what her body looked like. He was more hooked on her face. She was
really good looking.
Crystal Brown was doing her weekly shopping. She had just got off work
and wasn't paying much attention when the guy said he got two by mistake. She
swallowed the sample, thinking more about what her boss had said as he left
work. He might be able to drop by this weekend. She was looking forward to
it. Her husband traveled a lot and was out of town. Rob Trancas was
following her through the store.
Crystal was twenty-five and had been working for her present employer for
three years. She had been married for five. She met her husband while she
was attending junior college. They had married three months after they met.
After they married, Crystal tired of college and went to work as a cashier in
a fast food place. Her present employer frequented the place for lunch and
asked if she'd be interested in a job as a receptionist for his business. She
was very excited about the opportunity and quit the next day to work for Eric
Russel and Russel Enterprises.
One afternoon, after working for Russel Enterprises for about six months,
Eric asked her out to dinner after work. Since her husband was out of town,
she saw no harm in going to dinner with her boss. Jesus ! He was damn near
twice her age. Plus he was a damn good looking man, she thought. The dinner
was terrific. He took her to an expensive place and they had cocktails and
wine and everything. If she was honest with herself at the time; her sex life
was rather disappointing. While she was sure that her husband loved her, she
found that going to bed with him was a let down. It seemed to her that every
time she got near getting the feeling she craved - the feeling she was able to
give herself when she played with her pussy - her husband came, rolled over
and was done for the night. That was about to change !
After dinner, Eric wouldn't let her drive home and when they arrived at
her apartment; invited himself in for a night cap. When Crystal said she
didn't have any alcohol in the house, he produced a flask and said he'd whip
something up. They laughed and giggled in the kitchen as he blended some of
the contents from the flask with 7-Up. They sat on the couch and before she
knew it they were kissing. Her head was floating and Eric was a very good
kisser. She was trying to kiss back as best she knew how when she felt his
hand slip under her skirt and start rubbing the inside of her thigh. At first
she thought about stopping him, after all she was a married woman. Her
husband was the only man she had ever had relations with. Oh ! Sure, she had
petted with a couple of guys before that but had never let any of them go too
far.
Before she knew it, Eric had his hand cupping her crotch. She was wearing
just panty hose under her skirt and could feel his hand rubbing the lips of
her vagina. It felt so good, she just couldn't stop him. His fingers were
sliding up and down the slit of her womanhood, occasionally rubbing her mound
right where her clitoris was. Her hips were moving about on the couch. She
had her arms up around his neck and was kissing him with everything she had -
lips, tongue and even using her teeth a little.
He whispered something into her ear that she didn't catch and then he was
lifting her up and carrying her to the bedroom. She thought of saying
something but before she could think of something to say he was on his knees
pulling her panty hose down. She was on her elbows looking down at him when
he spread her legs and started to lick and suck on the insides of her thighs.
Her legs spread further on her own and he soon had his tongue in her dark
black pubic hair searching for her cunt. When he started licking her pink
meat she went crazy, cuming like she had never cum before. Eric made her cum
at least a dozen times before he got to his feet and dropped his trousers.
His jockey shorts looked like they had a cucumber in them. When he
dropped them to the floor, she sucked in her breath. His penis was twice the
size of her husband's - maybe not twice as long but definitely twice as thick.
He lifted her legs and moved between them. He asked her to guide him in and
she laughed remembering how she could barely get a hand around his thick cock.
He took a real long time working it into her and when he was finally buried in
her, she was throwing her head from side to side on the mattress. When he
started pumping it in and out of her she started screaming and didn't stop
until he filled her with jizzim. She felt it dribbling out of her, rolling
down the crack of her ass. Her hips were still moving, trying to get herself
off another time. Jesus ! She must have cum another dozen times as he fucked
her. She couldn't believe how good it felt.
Eric spent the night and fucked her four more times before he left the
next morning. He talked her into sucking on his dick and he even fucked her
in the ass. Crystal would never forget that night. Since then Eric had
talked her into trimming her pubic hair and having her breasts enhanced. Her
previous thirty-two "B" cups had been magically transformed into thirty-four
"C's." Her husband liked them a lot but never had any idea that her boss was
the one who convinced her to have it done. Eric would usually fuck her at
least once a day at work. Today she had blown him before lunch, fucked him
after lunch on the couch in his office and the took it in the ass as she bent
over her desk before he left for the afternoon. She wiped her upper lip with
the back of her hand for the second time in the past minute or so. Jesus !
She couldn't believe how horny she was, especially since she had been fucked
twice since noon.
Rob tapped her on the shoulder and she whirled around to face him. He
looked around the isle and then said, "I slipped a little something in the
juice. It's going to make you want to fuck all night."
Crystal backed away from Rob, left her shopping cart in the store and
hurried out to her car. Rob followed at a respectable distance. He laughed
thinking of how hot this young lady had got in just twenty minutes. She
hadn't picked up one food item in the last ten minutes. Her cunt was probably
drooling with cunt butter and dying to get some hard cock into it. He was
getting a woody thinking about fucking her. He followed her with his eyes as
she made her way across the parking lot. Shit ! What if she gets in her car
and drives away ? He laughed. He hadn't thought of that.
He saw her get into a car and slowly made his way toward it. When he was
a couple of rows away he could see that she wasn't going anywhere. It
appeared that she had lowered the seat back and was just sitting there. He
bet she had her hands in her cunt and was playing with herself. He wasn't
wrong. He walked slowly up to the driver's side of the car. She had he head
thrown back against the head rest and was busy with both hands between her
legs. Shit ! She even had a leg thrown over the console. One of her hands
was busy fingering herself and the other was rubbing her mound. Rob stood
right up by the window, his cock very hard in his pants. He looked around the
parking lot and didn't see anyone else about. He slowing unzipped his fly and
pulled his boner out of his pants. The tip of his dick was moist with some
seminal fluid and he took his shaft in his hand and rubbed the head of his
cock against the window of her car.
Crystal was on fire. She couldn't understand how she could be so horny.
She was just about to have an orgasm when she opened her eyes and saw the guy
rubbing the head of this very long cock against the window of her car. She
started cuming, her hips bouncing up and down in the car seat. After her
orgasm slowly subsided, she rolled down the car window. She was about to say
something when the guy reached in the window and guided her mouth to the
delicious cock he had in his hand.
As soon as the lady rolled down the window, Rob acted on impulse and
guided her face to his crotch. She gobbled up his cock and he started pumping
his hips, driving his cock in and out of her mouth. This young lady could
suck cock, he was sure of that ! If she kept this up much longer he'd blow
his load in just a few minutes. He leaned down a bit and found that she had
tossed her panties on the other seat, her hands were still busy between her
legs. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and watched a string of her saliva
stretch out between her lips and the head of his cock.
"Give me your panties, honey." She giggled and then reached over and
handed them to him. Her mouth went back to his cock. God ! Did she give
great head !!?? As he was lifting her panties to his face to take a smell of
her, he saw the dried semen in the crotch. It had already started to yellow
and was somewhat stiff. He sniffed them and then looked down to her crotch.
He could see some dried semen on the inside of her thighs as her finger banged
in and out of her cunt.
"You been fucked today already, honey ?" He asked. Without her mouth
ever leaving his cock, she nodded her head.
"You taste some cock today, baby ?" Her head nodded again as it bobbed on
his pole. Rob almost came as she nodded her head.
Rob stuffed her panties into his pant's pocket and pulled his cock out of
her mouth again. He was as hard as rock and considered whether he should pop
a "Sex" pill but decided against it as her head came out the window and her
mouth captured his cock again. He reached down into the front of her dress
and slipped a hand inside her bra. She had nice titties, real firm - almost
hard. Her areolae was crinkley and her nipple was as hard as rock. He
massaged her breast as she bobbed her head on his shaft. Shit ! He didn't
have to do a thing, just stand there. He looked around the parking lot again
and saw a woman putting some bags into the trunk of her car about three spaces
over. She glanced up and then dropped one of the bags when she realized that
he was getting a blow job. He started cuming, shooting gobs of semen into the
dark haired lady's mouth. She swallowed every drop. When he came back to his
senses he saw the other lady driving out of the parking lot.
Crystal had to have some more of this guy's cock. "Aaah...You want to get
in the car and come to my place ? My husband's out of town."
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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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