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(mf-teens, cpls, youths, exh, inc, ws) *** July 1967 and the 7:13 Evening Pennsylvania Central Dishes, Bonnie and I were at it again. She was washing and I was drying this time. We were talking about the summer and plans each of us were developing. As we were near finishing, Bonnie started washing a large empty ketchup bottle. I was not sure why she wanted to wash it instead of just throwing it away as usual. First she cleaned its insides then after removing its labels and replacing its lid, she began washing the bottle's exterior and neck. She held the bottle by its base in her left hand pointing it in front of her before beginning to stroke it with her right hand. The soapiness made holding it still quite hard so she held it tightly against the wash tub to steady it. Again, she stroked it as if she were masturbating someone's dick. Seconds later she looked over at me to see if I was watching. She saw that I was puzzled but went on to caress the bottle's neck as I watched. She looked over a second time to see if my response had changed. When she saw that I was intrigued perhaps puzzled with her behaviour she coated the next of the bottle with some soft butter. Next she handed the bottle to me to hold then slowly pulled the fly down while dropping her shorts. She opened her vagina, took the bottle back and arranged its top up against her vagina and pushed. Looking at me she pressed it tightly into her until the its greasy neck slipped into her belly. At the same time she was also pressing her hips firmly against the bottle, finally humping it in a rhythm that matched her masturbation with the bottle. Finally, she pushed against the bottle's base forcing the neck further up inside her belly. Squatted slightly, she positioned the bottle cap deeply inside her vagina and continued to fuck the bottle. She began to moan softly as she humped her hips. Within minutes, she was humping the bottle in concert with her moaning. Hanging from the sink with her left hand to support herself she squatted deeper as she continued pushing the bottle deeply inside her. She went totally orgasmic moments later. I was impressed because the orgasm went on for some time. At last she squeezed the bottle out and put it back in the basin, crossed her arms over the edge of the sink while resting her head on them. She panted saying that she was exhausted. By this time, I had a raging erection. Not wanting to be left out, I put down the wash cloth and stepped behind Bonnie. She quickly raised up on her toes to allow me easier access. Instead I turned her around and lifted her up on top of the kitchen bench. She spread her legs as I knelt down kissing and sucking on her fanny. She was dripping wet with lots of butter mixed with tasty creams seeping out of her vagina. She tasted delicious as usual. Her clitoris was fully erect and her labia were engorged. The edge on the sink pressed upward on the base of her fanny making her vagina stay fully open. Within minutes, she was becoming orgasmic again. I continued to suck her deciding to spend the rest of the evening trying to lick Bonnie's clitoris off her fanny. She convulsed into a strong orgasm that caused her to nearly suffocate me in the process. She also knocked the dish tray hard enough to startle the parents watching TV in the living room. "Is it OK in there?" came the question. Bon answered that it was OK in a rather halted sounding response because I was still orally attached to her fanny. We rested for a while. Bonnie then jumped off the counter, stood up grabbed my hand pulling me outside onto the patio. She then pulled down my shorts, knelt down and started to suck me off. I was so excited that I was just about to come when she stopped and squeezed me so that my ability to cum ceased instantly. She stood up and said, "I want to fuck instead." "Well you do me a big favour?" she followed. "Depends on what it is?" I replied. "I want you to fuck me where people can see us but where they can't do anything about it" she said. The idea really appealed to me but then again getting my rocks off in Bonnie always appeals to me so I asked where? Bonnie had obviously thought about the issue before. She said, "Lets do it on the grassy embankment next to the railroad tracks near the station in Clinton. I want us to be totally naked and have you come just as a train full of people goes by," she said. I said that the idea was great and that we could do it tonight if that was what she wanted. We dressed, cleaned the kitchen, finished our chores, and told the parents we were going shopping and drove off towards Clinton all in twenty minutes. The railroad tracks cut through a hillside located on a farm less than a mile from the station. This meant the train would be slowing down for the stop but still moving for minutes afterwards. This would give us more than enough time to be seen fucking yet still get away if someone tried to catch us. The embankment was shallow on the track-side so that the top of the embankment was level with the train's windows yet the spot was not visible from the road traffic on the other side of the hill. We parked the car at the rail station and walked the short distance to the cut carrying a spare blanket that we kept in my car for just such occasions. You always needed to be a Boy Scout when servicing Bonnie. We got there just as a train was passing so we could see where the best vantagepoint was for the passengers to see us. The spot was covered in newly mown grass, totally exposed to the train's right side and sheltered from any other vantagepoint. I spread the blanket and smoothed it out. Bonnie immediately undressed saying that she was really excited. She was totally naked in seconds. I followed suit collecting all the clothes and placing them under the blanket to soften the spot. Bonnie said that I needed an erection if the fuck was going to work. She knelt in front of me and sucked me to an erection, which was almost instantly. She then immediately cautioned me not to cum until she said so. "How do you want to fuck?" I asked. "I want to ride you bareback, so they can see your cock moving up inside my cunt, OK?" was her reply. "I like it," I said. Bonnie pushed me down on my back and aligned me so that my head rested towards the direction of coming train while she was facing the train. She then mounted me settling my cock deeply into her fanny to see if the set-up was just as she wanted. Satisfied that the arrangement was OK she rested on my chest. Bonnie contracted her vagina to see if I was able to stay erect saying, "I'll just keep milking you a little to keep you hard, but I don't want you to come until the train goes by, got it?" I nodded as I concentrated on feeling Bonnie squeeze my cock. Bonnie was weird but a fantastic experimenter. Bonnie carefully milked me very slowly making her vagina contract as she slowly lifted up off my pelvis. The action was strong enough to bring me to tears several times before I had to tell her to stop or I would lose it all for sure. The fluids we were making coated both of us then ran down my ass on to the blanket. I was impressed that the quantity fluid was large enough to keep its warmth as it spread down over my crotch. We waited for some ten minutes. We were starting to feel cold from the evening dew when we heard the train coming. "I want you to come just as the train passes by," Bon said. She then began to fuck me in long slow strokes lifting high on her knees so that my cock would just slip out of her vagina before sliding back inside her again when she lowered herself on my hips. Within seconds, the train was visible with Bon ever quickening her rate of penetrations. I was really impressed with her efforts and I was ready to cum for her instantly. "Don't come until I say" Bon repeated once again in a pant. The speed of the train meant that I had only seconds to wait. As the train passed by, Bon yelled out at the top of her lungs, "OK, cum inside me now." Next, she yelled, "Wave to the people!" Bon had lifted up on her knees so that my cock was just clear of her cunt. When I watched, my first squirts of sperm shoot out of my cock and straight up between her swollen labia and into her open vagina. She was waving with both hands as she settled back down on my cock. The second squirt was shot just inside her vagina as she descended downwards. The thirds and rest of my sperm went deep into her vagina. The image that I saw was wonderful. She continued to fuck me as she waved to the people in the train. The whole scene lasted less than 20 seconds but seemed much longer. I was only able to wave at the end of the train when my orgasm began to end. Bonnie, on the other hand, was still fully orgasmic for some time after the train had passed and continued to gently fuck all the sperm out of me while generating a new erection to start. "Was it what you wanted?" I gasped. She replied: "It was perfect. It was our best fuck ever. I hope the people on the train enjoyed it as much as I did." She was clearly very pleased with the whole show. She laid down on me giving me a great sloppy kiss that offered scope for further pleasures. "We better get out of here before the police come looking for the perverts up the line," I said. Bon dismounted dripping warm spent sperm all over my stomach and thighs. We were exhausted and laughing so hard that we could just about get ourselves together. Bonnie collected some of the creams from her fanny with her fingers and lapped them into her mouth saying, "Boy, do we make great tasting cum." Dressed in only polo shirts and sneakers we walking back towards town. No one passed us along the road so we were able to enter the parking lot and drive away from the scene of this disastrously planned and executed crime totally unseen. At the car we noticed all the disembarking passengers we had just entertained getting into their cars. This closeness caused Bon to say, "Look at them, who do you think saw us? I'm so wet. I can't stop creaming. You need to suck me off to empty my cunt before we get home. I smell so strong; it is driving me crazy. Take me down to the brook so you can eat me out. I'll give you a long slow blow job" she taunted. I said, "ah shucks," but I turned quickly towards the brook anyway and parked knowing that I was into one of Bonnie's nature plays. Bonnie quickly removed her polo shirt and sneakers then walked off into the darkening shadows by the brook. She was right, the seat of the car was soaked and we did smell great. When I got to the brook, she was straddling two stones in the middle of the brook with her legs spread far apart. She was slowly rubbing herself. After seeing me she said "Oh there you are, you ugly old frog, come and kiss the Brook Fairy's cunt and taste her delicious honey." As always, I immediately went to her. I knelt down in the brook and lifted my head up to devour the Brook Fairy's cunt's liqueurs. "You will have to suck the Brook Fairy's honey hole much, much harder than normally tonight if you want her to feed you her honey" she continued. I did as the Fairy asked. When I had nearly finished all the honey the Fairy said, "Now don't stop. I have some very special nectar, which will turn an ugly frog like you into a handsome prince; you would like that wouldn't you? But, to get the spell to work, you will need to drink all my nectar at once without spilling a single drop. If you miss just one-drop, you will not turn into a handsome prince. Instead, you will become an even uglier frog. One that is all covered with slimy warts forever and ever. She said, "So get ready and suck really hard, that's right, really hard." I quickly aligned myself and sucked her fleshy urethra's nozzle into my mouth and waited. "I'm letting go, are you ready? Suck really harder, make my nectar come out, That's a good frog, suck real hard. Here it comes." I, the now ugly frog, knew that this Fairy was going to become totally orgasmic again. Sure enough, within seconds, the nectar shoot out of her immediately filling my mouth so fast that I was unable to swallow fast enough. I was a bit upset that this Fairy always makes it impossible to get all her nectar swallowed. I was swallowing in gulps but still spilling most of the warm nectar down the front of me and into the brook. Bonnie, I mean the Fairy, was fully orgasmic during the release of her nectar as she forced her finger tightly against her compressed clitoris. Shortly after Bonnie returned to control, I mean the Brook Fairy she said that "I'm very sorry my dear frog, that although you served your fairy very well, it was not good enough. I am very much afraid that you will have to remain an ugly old frog with many more big warts." This Fairy seemed to like the idea that I was to stay a frog because she never said I was successful at collecting her gifts correctly. I was compelled to remain a frog at this stage. As usual, the Brook Fairy bent down to my ear and whispered, "But, you still might be able to save yourself. You have to ask the Brook Fairy very nicely to remove the spell that is keeping you a frog, and such an ugly one at that." "The Brook Fairy needs to suck out all the bad magic which is hidden deep inside you. You will have to be very brave and extremely fulfilling if my charms are to work. If the Brook Fairy can get all your magic fluids you are keeping in your jewel bag then there may be a way for an ugly frog, such as you, to become a prince after all." I knew the spell and said, "Oh beautiful Brook Fairy please be kind and suck all the bad magic from my jewels. Please do it you big stupid old Fairy. I don't want to be a frog or this cold any longer." The Brook Fairy told the frog with many new warts, not to be so rude and to go to the brook's grassy wet and cold riverbank, to lie down and wait for the Fairy to come and remove the bad spell. I did as the Fairy asked and waited on my cold ass for her to arrive. Sure enough after a few minutes, the Fairy knelt down and straddled the frog's head, bent over and began sucking the spell from the jewels deep within me. It was a real strong spell so it took the Fairy the longest time to suck all the magic out of this frog. It was the second amount of magic to be withdrawn that evening. The Fairy asked the frog to "Push your tongue into the Fairy's botton." Which he did. This made the Fairy quickly increase the force she was exerting. Nevertheless the removal of the spell was difficult with the frog trying to retain the spell as long as possible. But eventually, after an excruciating and wonderful long time the magic came out in large globs in very fast squirts. Just as quickly, it disappeared as the Brook Fairy devoured the spell. Seconds later the spell was gone and the ugly frog was turned into a handsome prince once again even if it was with a very cold and nearly numb ass. Accordingly, frogs can't drive so having a prince meant that the Brook Fairy could finally get her equally cold ass a ride home, she kissed the handsome prince sharing some of the magic spell she had just removed from my now very relaxed jewels. As I tasted the spell I had to admit that the Brook Fairy was right; we did make a delicious cum. It was almost 8 o'clock when the Fairy and Prince got home. No questions were raised as we passed by the parents; even knowing the odours attached to the Prince and Fairy were very pronounced. Bonnie bent down and kissed her mother goodnight getting a knowing look from her, as the odour became apparent. Mom said "I think the Fairy has some frog cum on her breath. Have you been trying to make a prince again?" "Ugh hah" the Fairy answered. "Were you successful?" Mom asked. "Ugh hah" Bonnie continued. The Brook Fairy showered first then the prince before both took to her chambers. It was difficult always being the frog, but it had its compensations. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 55